Description: "Oh, what? Singing? This isn't some audition show, get serious!" (Winner: Alan)
Lights casted. Cameras rolling. Crowd cheering.
This is the debut of New Challengers. This is something usually exciting as it introduces new potentials of performers. The narrow window that runs through the corner of the Southtown Pininsula, the setting is not the most beautiful place for the new group to perform. With the atmosphere offering an essence of corruption, and there isn't as big as a crowd as there should be, the unpopular debut will occur.
Carrying a face mask, the camera man pans the camera while the announcer coughs.
This is a small place of man's sins and a fragment of their darkness, a figure considers. There is no fanfare for the young traveler, who actually prefered that it was to not occur. He does, however, get his name announced as Jesen.
Despite of his feelings towards the corrupt atmosphere, the boy offers a serene smile, then he just brings his hands together while giving a curious look around.
He'll just await his opponent.
All that crazy inner monologuing doesn't happen in the brain of the other guy here, who could care less about corrupted essence darknesses or man's sinful fragments or whatever. Alan R. B. is here because SNF winners get a sizeable purse, which only grows as they have more and more totally awesome fights. Alan hangs out for now, on the other side of the barge, hands in pockets as he sizes Jesen up with an obvious air of sass. A half-smoked cigarette sits in the corner of his mouth on a highway train to fully-smoked.
Alan snorts smoke from his nostrils, and moves into his boxing stance. "I don't even know where to begin with you, shorty." He starts advancing as the announcer calls his name, leisurely.
COMBATSYS: Alan has started a fight here.
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Alan 0/-------/-------|
As his opponent makes an arrival, the atmosphere is looking less comforting due to guy hanging out. While the man examines the boy filled with sass, Jesen does nothing more than offer the opponent a very benevolent smile. He slowly shuts his eyes as both hands come together.
Once the man moves up to his fighting stance, Jesen decides to make his moment shine the way that no one would ever expect. During his serene stance, the boy's head lifts up as an aura shines before him. Sparkling black and white glow, the mixture of the swirling color expand from his back.
Casting itself over his body, it's as if the boy has grown wings. Once the aura-wings expand out, several feathers fly out, radiating with the black and white energy. One side becomes as black as the midnight while the other side is as white as snow.
Soon, the wings disappear and the boy is surrounded with the black and white flaming aura. His right hand sways forward and is side faces Alan. He smiles, keeping the serene rhythm in his head.
COMBATSYS: Jesen has joined the fight here.
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Alan 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Jesen
Alan cracks a grin as the wings explode out from Jesen, clenching his fists in response. There's a low rumble as electric chi explodes out from his hands, sending sparks everywhere. "Hah! What are you trying to be, a tormented angel? Get real!" If there was any kind of intimidation or awe resulting in the bright display, Alan shows none of it, not even dropping the cigarette from his mouth as he picks up speed, coming in hard at Jesen.
Alan seems to blur very briefly as he sidesteps a few small piles of refuse between him and Jesen, right hand flaring brightly as he aims a single quick blow to his chest.
COMBATSYS: Alan successfully hits Jesen with Jab Punch.
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Alan 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Jesen
Watching the man's performance, the boy is actually having a bemused look. His insult passes over his head, before he beams. "Manipulation of lightning. Very interesting." He shuts his eyes, his right hand leading forward while it waves about.
But, the moment that Alan is jabbing the punch at the boy's stomach, both eyes open while he draws the hand down for a block, but finds himself not quick enough, which earns a wince from the boy. Immediately, the boy smiles once more, then he thrusts the glowing foot out against the man's stomach, immediately stepping forward with a whipping aerial right hook across the face.
COMBATSYS: Jesen successfully hits Alan with Light Kick.
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Alan 0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0 Jesen
There's a ~whuff~ from Alan as the kick scores a most palpable hit, knocking him back a few steps. The punch drives him back another, but Alan is not to be slowed down by such things! He comes right back at Jesen, suddenly pivoting and darting around behind him. His arms reach out to lock a chokehold around the younger fighter, electricity crackling from Alan's hands into Jesen's body.
COMBATSYS: Jesen fails to interrupt Dynamo Grip from Alan with Longinus.
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Alan 0/-------/----===|==-----\-------\0 Jesen
After the foot makes its mark, Jesen immediately lands on his feet with a smile coming back. He immediately draws his attentiont owards Alan, who is coming right back at his direction. The pivot and dart over is noted, especially as Jesen immediately step forward in an attempt to spin around enough to have both hands spread out. His hands are suddenly glowing as he turns around.
Unfortunately, because he could not get a hold of the man's distance fast enough, Jesen is caught by the neck fast enough. He grimaces, both eyes shutting as he tightly constricts his muscles. However, the chokehold hurts. "Eghnn...!"
Alan R. B. keeps the hold on for a while, wrenching his arms a few times, before sending Jesen away with a knee to the lower spine. He doesn't press, however, jogging back a few steps and bringing up his hands in a defensive posture. Electricity crackles around his entire body, the finely crafted zig-zag of hair fluttering in wind that isn't there.
Only now does Alan let go of his cigarette, as it has made the arduous transition from semi-smoked to smoked. It is in fact no longer a cigarette, but now merely a butt. It joins the rest of the refuse on the dingy barge, and can be seen as an allegory for the human condition? Yeah.
COMBATSYS: Alan gathers his will.
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Alan 0/-------/=======|==-----\-------\0 Jesen
With each wrenching grip on the boy, Jesen grunts with each crushing hand, then he's given a knee at the lower spine, immediately slammed onto his back before the man gets some distance. Swirling his legs around, Jesen immediately kicks himself back up to his feet, then he sprints towards Alan. His hands extend out, his body twirling as the hands come down like windmills towards the man channeling his energy.
Not particularly paying note of the crackling energy charging, Jesen soon follows through with a powerful palm strike towards Alan, leaving a trace of energy spreading from his hand like an orb.
COMBATSYS: Alan endures Jesen's Medium Punch!
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Alan 1/-----==/=======|===----\-------\0 Jesen
Alan suddenly drops his guard, taking the blow squarely on the chest. He winces as the energy rushes through him, but doesn't let it slow him down. Alan's left hand comes down, slamming roughly into the smaller boy's arm with the hopes to knock him off-balance for what comes next.
The boxer grins as he pulls his right hand back, all the chi crackling around his body flooding into his hand. "Let's see how you handle this, kid! OVERCHARGE!" Alan slams outward at Jesen in a hard straight, power exploding everywhere from his hand with a violent crack of thunder. A small circle is cleared of debris around the two with the force of the swing. "Whoo!"
COMBATSYS: Alan successfully hits Jesen with Overcharge.
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Alan 0/-------/-----==|=======\-------\1 Jesen
After the hand smacks against the boy's arms, Jesen's body wobbles a bit as he's knocked off-balanced. He looks at the boxer for a moment before he is witnessing the light shining before him. One can imagine that there would be a wince emitting from the child as he is caught by the explosive charge of electrical energy. Such power is growing and blasting against the boy.
"Eghhnn!"
He is landing on the ground harshly, groaning while looking away at the man. Shutting his eyes, the boy is slowly pulling himself up as he murmurs a song.
o/` "Tway Ray Zway Kro Ryo Tway Zway" o/`
o/` "Kro Ryo Zway Tway Ryo Ray N'way Ryo Zway" o/`
o/` "Vah Ray Zway Tway N'way Tway Ryo Tway Kro" o/`
Slowly, the vocal cords makes a strange resonation through the song. It's a haunting, yet gentle tune. But for that very reason, the child is starting to glow with a strange energy. His wings expand out once again, the boy smiling brilliantly before the energy fades, giving the boy a slight rejuvinated look.
After the song is done, the boy approaches the older man, then he smiles, "I suppose I should give you a gift as well." The hands wind back, the psycho power swirling around the child as he feels the essence of raw power engulfing him. Roaring to life, the child's wings spread forth once more, this time growing a little past his side as they wind back. Soon, both hands extend forward to press against the man's chest.
The chest planting will feature a soul-crushing blaze that erupts like a giant lance, then it'll spread apart from the inside. So not only will Alan have to worry about the impact of the physical, he'll have to worry about his spiritual draining.
"Soul Liberation."
COMBATSYS: Jesen successfully hits Alan with Soul Liberation.
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Alan 0/-------/--=====|-------\-------\0 Jesen
"Oh, what? Singing? This isn't some audition show, get serious!" Smirking, Alan punches his fists together with a crackle, iron rings... ringing off of each other, and he starts moving in on him. He continues moving forward even as Jesen gets the wing thing going on again, and begins to telegraph a punch to the face until Jesen is nearly touching him. Alan abruptly flickers into movement, successfully moving a centimeter before almost stepping in a pile of horrible rotting garbage. His pants cost way too much for that nonsense.
So it comes to pass that Alan is lanced and apparently his soul is liberated a bit. "Ngh!" Alan goes flying back, under his own power, landing up on one of those huge shipping crates. He has to pause to catch his breath, left hand on his chest where Jesen had impacted him, pulling his other hand back. An orb of chi builds between his thumb and middle finger, and he slashes his hand downwards, snapping his fingers. "Strike!" Then he pulls his hand back up, snapping again. "Twice!" With each snap, a bolt of lightning leaps across the distance between the two fighters.
COMBATSYS: Jesen overcomes Lightning Strikes Twice from Alan with Angel Whisper.
-* CRITICAL HIT! *-
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Alan 0/-------/--=====|-------\-------\0 Jesen
Once the psycho power lances through Alan, the energy subsides and the child has a serene smile on his face once more. Tilting his head over, he offers a beaming smile and he says, "It helps me." A small twinkle in his eyes as he catches the orb of chi forming.
Looking very bemused with the man's manner, the boy immediately brings his right hand out, immediately swinging his arm upward to release a flow of energy in the form of a shockwave. Black and white sparkles come to life as the shockwave immediately traces through the ground, erupting and easily -tearing- through the bolt of lightning that leap from the two fingers and it is flying staight towards Alan.
All of this while the boy smiles.
COMBATSYS: Alan negates Angel Whisper from Jesen with Lightning Strike.
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Alan 0/-------/-======|=------\-------\0 Jesen
Having gotten ahold of himself once more, Alan sneers at the oncoming attack even as it blows through his own attack, almost contemptuously snapping the fingers of his left hand forward. "Strike!" A single bolt of lightning jumps out, meeting the opposing shockwave. There's a small burst of energy, and both attacks vanish. Alan hops down from the box, going back into his stance and coming at Jesen again. "Now that we're done playing long-distance grabass, let's finish this."
Once the two energies collide together for a very explosive impact, the burst has the two vanish from each other's sight. More or less, Jesen's rather amused with the situation. "That would be best." He offers a bright smile, then he starts sprinting towards the older man, immediately lunging his head forward as he zips closer.
He twists his body around as he leaves the ground, immediately launching the right leg out for a swinging kick. But for the landing, the boy extends his right hand out to swing out a back-palm strike, then he steps forward with another palm strike.
But immediately afterwards, the boy draws his feet out in an opposite turn for a kick to the knees, and the main one is a right heel towards the side of the man's face.
COMBATSYS: Alan dodges Jesen's Strong Kick.
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Alan 0/-------/-======|=------\-------\0 Jesen
All of the attacks are rendered moot, for when Jesen came at Alan, he responded by suddenly stepping back. "You have to be faster than that, kid!" With just as much speed, Alan darts forward again, electricity crackling around his hands as he begins his own move. His left hand jabs out twice, first to the face and then to the chest, more to bring Jesen's guard low than anything else. Alan then takes a few steps to the side, swinging his right hand at the boy's face, hard.
COMBATSYS: Jesen fails to interrupt Hook Punch from Alan with Mana from Heaven.
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Alan 0/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Jesen
Once the man steps back from the kick, Alan comes forth with the electricity flowing in his body. But as he's stepping up to come forth with the punch, the boy is actually waiting for him to try to drive himself forward. From the aura is formed a glowing orb, which grows like a beachball.
Unfortunately, before it gets a chance to leave his body, the boy is caught with a right hook, sent flying across the ground until he lands right on his face, "Eghnn!" He groans, trying to drive himself back up to his feet.
Alan doesn't let up once he's driven Jesen down, dashing at him and slamming both of his crackling hands together, hopefully right on his head. "What did I tell you about speed?! You shouldn't even be here!" Hit or miss, when his hands touch there's a loud blast of thunder and a wave of concussive force. If they touch on Jesen, well, he'll probably be sent flying. "Thunderclap!"
COMBATSYS: Alan successfully hits Jesen with Thunderclap.
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Alan 1/-------/=======|=======\-------\1 Jesen
After the boy is driven on the ground, the youth is slowly getting back on his feet. Unfortunately, the crackling hands immediately smashes right over towards the skull of Jesen. The concussive force and the loud blast of thunder combined, the boy is sent flying into the air...
..then he lands on the ground in front of Alan. The boy, however, slowly gets up to his feet, frowning once more before he starts putting himself back up. Bringing his hands together, his head rears back as he feels the essence gathering along him in a form of estascy.
"...This is my gift... for such a fight."
The beginner fighter immediately brings his hands over to his sides and he lifts his head up. The glasses flare as the wings are born once more. But this time, the angelic wings explodes into a funneling inferno. The aura gradually grows until it reaches about three feet.
Voice resonating, the boy echos, "Blissful Oblivion."
The explosion is only sky-ward, but the burning psycho power continues to flow through the air. The exhaustion, however, leaves the boy to land on his face, unconscious.
COMBATSYS: Jesen can no longer fight.
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Alan 1/-------/=======|
COMBATSYS: Alan dodges Jesen's Blissful Oblivion.
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Alan 1/-------/=======|
Alan R. B. has no interest in being anywhere near that action, jerking backward and hopping to get himself clear of Jesen's explosion. His hands are still up, ready to keep throwing punches, but he relaxes upon Jesen's fall. Alan smirks, then dips his hand into his pocket for a cigarette. "Tcchhh... weird kid." As the victory is announced, Alan lights the cigarette with no apparent lighter, takes a deep drag, and exhales through his nose. "Was that all you could bring to the table?"
Log created by Alan, and last modified on 06:19:36 03/07/2007.