Description: Makoto vs Tran in a League fight in Southtown. Snow was used liberally. Dr. Tran made a mushroom cloud. (Draw Match)
It's a brisk, bright evening in Southtown, with a light blanket of snow covering the ground and a fluffy spread of clouds covering the sky as far as the eye can see. There's a sort of glowing ambience about from the lights of the city, although the effect is somewhat diminished by several large, portable lights, set up to illuminate a roped off section of street. It can really only mean one thing: a fight of some sort. Today, it just happens to be a league fight, with a single cameraman set up to record it. That's more than enough for a small crowd to have gathered, however, especially since a certain someone's showed up early.
Let's be honest here. If you're not going to showboat, why show at all? Running around the makeshift ring is Dr. Tran, pumping his fist, shouting a lot, and generally trying to psyche the crowd up. "Alright, people! Who wants to see me kick some ass, huh?!" Some people get into the spirit and cheer, but considering the size of the crowd, it's not all that impressive. Tran keeps trying, though!
It's been a long time since Makoto's last tournament fight. Which means she has to be impressive. She has to be daring. She has to be AWESOME.
Her entrance is not exactly terribly awesome, though. She had been hiding on top of a streetlight, out of view; most people get blind looking up at a light and don't check what's lying on top of it. Makoto drops down from it, scarf trailing behind her, and lands on her bare feet in the snow; this sends up a cloud of loose powder that hides her from view for a few moments.
Until she steps out of it, anyway.
COMBATSYS: Makoto has started a fight here.
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Makoto 0/-------/-------|
It takes a moment for Tran to realize Makoto's actually present. "I'm going to was- huh?" In reponse to the crowd cheering slightly more, Tran turns, wondering what the heck's going on, and what's this? His opponent's made a flashy entrance out of a large, glittering puff of snow. Shit! Trying to take it in stride, Tran flings a finger up to point at Makoto. "Alright, kid! Let's heat this up! Cameraman, we're starting!"
Dashing forward immediately, kicking up snow behind him, Tran drops to one knee directly in front of Makoto and slams his palms down flat in the snow, sending up little puffs of snow mixed with steam. Just a split second later, a pillar that's noticeably more steam than snow blasts upward underneath Makoto, threatening to straight up engulf her.
COMBATSYS: Tran has joined the fight here.
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Tran 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Makoto
COMBATSYS: Tran successfully hits Makoto with Dr. Tran Doles Out the Harshness.
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Tran 0/-------/------=|===----\-------\0 Makoto
The harshness is doled out with a vengeance.
Makoto is not used to fighting against people who don't do things like 'punch her' or maybe 'kick her' or, in a pinch, 'club her'. She leaps backwards - not away from the cloud, out of it. It's less of a jump backwards than a vaguely controlled launch, to be totally honest, although you will never get her to admit that.
She steps forward with her odd combat walk, one leg passing in front of the other, and hooks a kick low. The hooked kick is designed not to break bones but to yank Tran off his feet to land on his back; the foot reverses and comes straight down afterwards in a smashing heel strike for his gut, if he goes down, and just a kick in general if he doesn't. "Haaaai!"
COMBATSYS: Makoto successfully hits Tran with Araiso.
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Tran 0/-------/--=====|=====--\-------\0 Makoto
Similarly, Tran is not used to fighting people who mostly do things like 'punch him' and 'kick him'. Well, maybe that's not quite putting it right, since Tran has people punch and kick him all the time. It's really more of a general inability to cope. Makoto's attack goes off flawlessly, which essentially means Tran ends up flat on his back with a foot in his stomach. The impact causes the snow underneath him to powder outward in all directions, creating a floating, generally Tran-shaped cloud. He groans, then rolls away somewhat feebly, ending up on his hands and knees a short distance away. Wheezing in between words, he notes, "You...kick...pretty hard...boy...hoo..." Yeah, he'll just...stay there for a minute. Giving Makoto a fighting chance. Yeah.
COMBATSYS: Tran gains composure.
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Tran 0/-------/---====|=====--\-------\0 Makoto
"Hey!" Makoto seems less than impressed with the quality of her opponent. "No taking breaks, huh? This is a fight, not nap time!"
And there's one other thing that gets her even angrier when it sinks in. "And I am not a boy!" she yells, rushing forward and attempting to grab 'Dr.' Tran by one arm as she runs by. She simply spins on her heel as she grabs, trying to lift him up and fling him toward the streetlight she jumped down from. It's there, and it's solid! "My name is Makoto! Remember it!"
COMBATSYS: Tran dodges Makoto's Strong Throw.
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Tran 0/-------/---====|======-\-------\0 Makoto
"What, seriously?" It seems Tran's shocked into action by this revelation, as he instantly stops wheezing on the ground and rolls away from Makoto's grab, coming to his feet fairly smoothly. Brushing some snow off his shoulder, he smirks. "You're kidding, though, right? I mean...no way. Seriously."
Stepping forward, Tran throws a quick, playful jab at Makoto's shoulder, with a grin on his face. "You've got to be the most boyish woman I've ever seen, ever. Ever."
COMBATSYS: Makoto blocks Tran's Quick Punch.
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Tran 0/-------/---====|======-\-------\0 Makoto
Makoto brings one of her hands up to block the punch, catching it with her palm. She looks somewhere between 'mildly irritated' and 'extremely upset'; she has the sort of face that gets red very quickly, both from exertion and anger. "Of /course/ I'm a girl! I'm the daughter of Masaru, the master of Rindoukan before me!"
As if to prove it, she prepares one of the trademark techniques; she rears back, bringing one hand over her head, and chops downward in a massive karate chop so hard that when she finally makes contact with the ground, what snow nearby that isn't already pressed against the road blows /everywhere/. "Haa! Uchi Oroshi Toute!"
At least it's easy to see coming.
COMBATSYS: Tran dodges Makoto's Oroshi.
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Tran 0/-------/---====|======-\-------\0 Makoto
Whistling softly to himself, Tran steps to the side, letting Makoto's hand go slicing just past him. Coat ruffling in the blast of snow that results, he grins again. "No way a woman would be able to do that. Sorry, dude, but I think you've got some major father issues or something."
In a manner that's really best described as 'showboaty', Tran whirls about in place, and then brings his hand around toward Makoto's face with his palm wide open. It seems like a regular slap, until chi slips out and quickly forms an elongated disc, the outer dge of which is right in line to catch Makoto.
COMBATSYS: Tran successfully hits Makoto with Operation - Dr. Tran.
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Tran 0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\1 Makoto
The flattened chi strikes Makoto solidly in the chest, and she takes a step back to absorb the force of the blow. It even works reasonably well, although she's still hurting.
"You - " Rarely do people /keep/ insisting she's a boy after she says she's a girl. It's not THAT hard to tell! She has breasts! Makoto's hand snakes out, grabbing for Tran's throat, at the same time she moves closer - close enough to be uncomfortable to people with a normal sense of personal space. She attempts to pick him up by said throat, twisting with both hands before setting him down, close enough that it will be difficult to do much without her getting in the way. In any case, she keeps up the closeness.
COMBATSYS: Tran interrupts Karakusa from Makoto with Strong Punch.
- Power hit! -
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Tran 1/-------/=======|=======\===----\1 Makoto
Unfortunately, it seems Makoto has overlooked one crucial thing in her frustrated attempt to choke the life out of Tran. Specifically, that the good doctor is pretty much completely insane in a fight. Grabbing at Makoto's wrists even as she throttles him for a moment or two, he grins, rips her hands off of his neck in a fashion that has to hurt for him. Rearing back, he yanks her forward and then slams his forehead into hers, letting go and letting the impact send her back away from him.
Taking a step back, Tran points at Makoto again, and proclaims triumphantly, "Me."
Makoto's forehead goes /thunk/. Hard head.
Not hard enough, because it appears to have dazed her for a moment; Makoto plants her feet and lashes out with punches, one-two-three, machine-gun quick. It doesn't require thinking or moving; she's a bit dizzy after that one. "Yes, you! Makoto is a girl's name! Because I'm a girl!" Pause. "And Rindoukan is kicking your butt," she adds, true or not, because she hasn't brought it up in a whole thirty seconds and she was feeling under quota.
COMBATSYS: Tran endures Makoto's Medium Punch.
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Tran 1/---====/=======|=======\====---\1 Makoto
Planting his feet as well, Tran takes the punches in the stomach with a smile and a wheeze. It's hard to keep air in your lungs through an assault like that. What's left goes into a whisper, barely audible. "Mangirl."
With that stated, he whips his arm around in front of her, letting it pass just inches in front of her face. The real assault comes in its wake, as a blade of chi forms point blank, quickly closing the short distance to Makoto's chest. Could this be an attempt to find the truth?!
COMBATSYS: Makoto endures Tran's American Hero Cutter.
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Tran 1/---====/=======|=======\======-\1 Makoto
There is only one thing to do, and that thing is be stupid.
Makoto stands there, eyes half-closed and breathing hard as she focuses. The chi slash hits her and barely rocks her back; it does open her gi, revealing the red shirt underneath. (Yes, she is a girl.) Makoto doesn't even seem to notice it.
In fact, she doesn't move at all until her left fist lashes out directly toward Tran's stomach, followed up with a series of punches with her left hand. "SEICHUUSEN!" she yells, at her maximum volume, before delivering a massive upward punch with her right hand, hard enough to literally launch Tran away and set her scarf to blowing in the wind - if she hits. "GODANZUKI!"
She holds the pose, scarf blowing.
COMBATSYS: Makoto successfully hits Tran with Seichuusen Godanzuki.
- Power hit! -
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Tran 2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|===----\-------\0 Makoto
Like a bird strapped to a rocket on the moon, Tran goes flying. The initial series of punches softens him up and completely breaks his guard, and then that punch...oh god, that punch. The crowd goes silent at the sight of a grown man launched that high into the air.
Several long moments pass in near total silence. Then, faintly, a scream can be heard. It grows louder, and louder, and those who look up might see Tran streaking downward, fist encased in a brightly glowing balls of steamy chi, looking like nothing more than some kind of kamikaze comet. He comes slamming down directly toward Makoto, and hit or miss, a huge mushroom cloud of snow and steam erupts from the point of impact, lingering and obscuring the camera's view for many long moments.
COMBATSYS: Tran can no longer fight.
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Makoto 0/-------/----===|
COMBATSYS: Tran successfully hits Makoto with Here Comes Dr. Tran.
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Makoto 1/-----==/=======|
COMBATSYS: Makoto takes no action.
COMBATSYS: Makoto can no longer fight.
The mushroom cloud hides everything for quite some time.
When it clears, the two of them are in a rather random pile. Neither one seems particularly likely to get up anytime soon; Makoto is out cold, at least.
Log created by Makoto, and last modified on 05:48:34 03/04/2007.