Description: Man, you can't even walk into an amusement park without someone annoying chatting it up on their cellphone... (Winners: Leilani and Lykaio)
Everyone loves amusement parks! Especially at night, where the bright spotlights and floodlamps fill the air with multicolored goodness. It's a sight to behold, and it illuminates what some might call 'The Greatest Show on Earth'! In this case, they'd be wrong, as this is an amusement park, not a circus. It is, however, pretty darn awesome. The roller coaster is going full swing, the screams and cheers of the kiddies echoing through the park. The tilt-a-whirl spins around and around (Is that Dan Hibiki in one of the cups? No, no, it couldn't be!) and the ferris wheel is lazily making it's rounds, letting people get their sweet little sneaky kisses at it's apex, as teenagers and old folks alike are wont to do.
This being Southtown, there's always a place for a fight - and the amusement park is no different. Tonight, a very special Saturday Night Fight is being set up, and a small crowd has gathered, occasionally gleaning more people from the mix and throngs on their way from here to there. A standard sized wrestling mat with no ring ropes is set up, and at least one contestant is there already. Shermie's got a cotton candy stick in one hand, puffy pink strings of spun sugar matching her jacket and skirt. The other carries an open celphone, that she's currently talking into.
"Yeah, two people... Nope, no idea. First timers, maybe. Be nice to fight someone with less experience than me..!" She laughs into the phone and continues gaily chatting, ignoring if her opponents show up or not.
COMBATSYS: Shermie has started a fight here.
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Shermie 0/-------/-------|
Did a passerby wander into the cordoned-off area? Almost mirroring Shermie, a deeply tanned young woman wanders past the mat, chatting into her cellphone, a small cup of soda in her free hand. A black wool jacket with rabbit fur trim, somewhat out of place for this season and weather, is buttoned around her frame as she strolls around.
"Yeah, brah, so, like, choo t'ink I need try go li'dat max out, yah?" she says into the phone, oblivious to the world around her. A security guard walks up to her and attempts to explain the fact that an SNF is about to start here to her, but she ignores him, until he sets his hand on her shoulder. Eyes like the ocean narrow at the touch, and she turns her head to look at the hand. "Gotta go, broddah," she mutters, snapping her phone closed. Brushing the hand off of her shoulder she snorts at the guard, taking a step towards the ring and hopping up onto the canvas. Taking a long drag off the straw, she then tosses the empty cup at the guard. "Take care of that, won't you?" she says, turning to smile and wave warmly at Shermie... before pausing and pulling her hand back to stare intently on her nails.
COMBATSYS: Leilani has joined the fight here.
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Shermie 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Leilani
A young, also well-tanned man in a well-pressed grey business suit walks towards the cordoned area. His hair is staticky and messy, in stark contrast to his clothing. He is not chatting on a cellphone, for some odd reason. Perhaps he's more focused on steeling himself for the match ahead... or perhaps he just doesn't have one.
He comes to a stop, eyes searching the crowd for his opponent and ally. However, having seen neither of them before, he is at a bit of a loss before the two of them hop into the ring. He steps up onto one of the poles, and inclines his head slightly. "Pleased to make your acquantinces, ladies." ...But his voice sounds slightly displeased, in truth. He glances from Leilani to Shermie, and narrows his eyes slightly. "...I am, of course, Lykaio." Just in hopes they'll introduce themselves before this gets awkward.
COMBATSYS: Lykaio has joined the fight here.
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Shermie 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Lykaio
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Leilani 0/-------/-------|
Leilani's watched from behind dark bangs, and the wave is responded to with a cheery salute from Shermie's non-celphon'd hand. She almost catches the remnants of her cotton candy in her hair, and moves to toss the stick into the crowd. As she mumbles a few more things into the mouthpiece of her phone, she's met with the last of the three fighters, giving him a pleasant smile, though it's impossible to tell if it's 'real' or not - after all, real smiles reach the eyes, and Shermie's eyes... well, they just aren't that visible.
"Uh-huh. So I was.. hey, hold on one second." She turns towards Lykaio and raises her free hand. "Shermie. Nice to meet you, shall we get goin? My minutes are starting to run out!" She turns her head back to the phone, still talking about her conversation (Something aboug Mr. Big and his nightclub!) to the mysterious person on the other end. Her free hand, however, lashes out for Lykaio's shoulder, an attempt to chuck him towards Leilani, Shermie's other opponent!
"You two should get to know each other! ... No, not you. I was talking to my.. I'm fighting, geez!"
Staring at her nails a long moment, she frowns sadly for a long moment, focusing in on her middle finger. "Aw, I chipped a nail," she mutters, running her thumb over the dented digit. Looking up for a moment, she looks at both her partner and her opponent, before looking back down at her nail. "Leilani Ke'ekikolani, she says, her lower lip pouting outward as she continues to mourn her pedicure. That nice Filipino lady on the southside had been so nice, too.
It is as she begins to take off her jacket that Shermie bursts into action, causing the younger woman to jump back, the jacket shrugged off the side of the mat as she takes precautionary measures to avoid being struck. Her eyes, having gone wide a moment, instead slip to her male partner. And rather than pay attention to the attack that's taking place, she notices... his hair. And her nose scrunches.
"Oh, god," she says quietly. "They make combs, y'know."
COMBATSYS: Leilani takes no action.
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Shermie 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Lykaio
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Leilani 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Lykaio auto-guards Shermie's Medium Throw!
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Shermie 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Lykaio
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Leilani 0/-------/-------|
"Get to know eachother?" Lykaio stares at Shermie for a long moment with a somewhat confused expression. As Leilani speaks, he looks to her and smiles slightly, then blinks at her critique. "Well, it's not that I-"
It's at this point the Greek realizes Shermie's hand is reaching towards him, and rips an orb of electricity from his forehead, and crushes it with one hand in front of his shoulder as she moves in. A surge of electricity swells up and stops her from getting a firm hold, although it doesn't actually harm her. Two more faint orbs emerge from his back and begin to slowly circle his body.
He stares down at her for a moment. "...Please don't talk on your cellphone while we fight. I wouldn't want you to get careless and hurt yourself." He twists his hand with a grimace, and the electrical energy pours through the air towards her.
COMBATSYS: Lykaio successfully hits Shermie with Release Omega.
- Power hit! -
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Shermie 0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0 Lykaio
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Leilani 0/-------/-------|
ZOT!
"Hello? Hello!?" Shermie's voice grows a little more frentic as she futzes with the celphone, the energy blast that Lykaio shoots at her grounding out through the cel and giving it a nasty arc right into her ear. OW! She tosses it aside, the plastic already melting from the surge, and Shermie looks none too happy about that. She starts to advance on Lykaio, ignoring Leilani for the moment.
"That phone cost me a pretty penny. I hope you're good for it...!" With that, she launches herself at the boy, bringing her foot up and around. If she's lucky, she'll catch her knee behind his neck, and jerk him down to the ground. If not, well - maybe he'll just help her give the crowd something to oooh and aaaah over.
Oh, the fight's started. Right. Ahem.
A wide, warm smile crosses her face as the man's elecrical surge shorts out the cellphone. This should be interesting, given what she throws about... "Nice shot," she says offhandedly to Lykaio, before the eyeless woman begins to yell at her partner. "I like how it arced right in--" But then the tirade starts, cutting her off. As Shermie makes her attack, Leilani starts to action, with something rather simple. Reaching out as the Orochi attacks, the Hawai'ian attempts to grab the woman's shoulder and yank her down, with the intent to both screw up the attack and send her sprawling. And then she can oooh and aaaah with the crowd, too.
COMBATSYS: Lykaio dodges Shermie's Strong Throw.
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Shermie 0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0 Lykaio
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Leilani 0/-------/-------|
Lykaio steps to one side of Shermie's foot, Leilani's interception probably helping a good deal here. He moves the palm of his his hand to tap at Shermie's shoulder lightly, then steps backwards, frowning slightly. "Does this... amuse Geese Howard so much, placing me against such foes?" A slight frown spreads across his face, and he takes a step backwards, glancing over to Leilani. "...Thank you." Although he doesn't sound particularly pleased.
COMBATSYS: Shermie blocks Lykaio's Jab Punch.
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Shermie 0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0 Lykaio
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Leilani 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Leilani successfully hits Shermie with Quick Throw.
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Shermie 0/-------/---====|-------\-------\0 Lykaio
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Leilani 0/-------/-------|
Shermie doesn't quite get to do what she wanted to do - sadly, that hand that catches her from behind makes her spiral down, slamming painfully onto the mat set up for the fight. The only 'good' thing about this is that Leilani's hand keeps Lykaio's from hitting her very hard. So that's something, right? She rolls away, while the crowd cheers on the other two fighters. A few feet later, she's back on her feet, rubbing at her shoulder with one hand, and then glaring ruefully at the both from beneath her bangs. So it's probably not evident that she's actually glaring. So sad!
"Hnn. I'm not used to fighting two on one. Guess I needed to broaden my horizons!" She steps forwards, starting to close on Leilani instead, trying to get her hand on the woman's neck. If she can, she'll hop up on the woman's shoulders and...
COMBATSYS: Leilani blocks Shermie's Spiral.
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Shermie 0/-------/---====|-------\-------\0 Lykaio
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Leilani 0/-------/-----==|
Well, someone's manicure held up better than hers. As the French woman grabs her by the throat, Leilani twists out, and the combination of silk neckerchief and nails leaves the young Hawai'ian cringing. "Ow!" she shouts, more indignantly than in pain, and her face contorts in anger. The back of her hand suddenly erupts in a formation of jagged spikes, the rows glinting white in the spotlights surrounding the mat. Twisting around, Leilani drops her shoulder before rocketing the back of her hand up in a wide arc, aiming to take Shermie's face off with a backhanded slap filled with chi-manifest shark's teeth. "That hurt, dammit!"
Lykaio frowns as Shermie goes after Leilani and grabs her by the throat, and shakes his head slightly, just standing there for a moment. He rushes back at the French woman, dropping down into a crouching position to kick at her legs. "It's good training, I suppose, but I still can't help but feeling this sort of battle is rather unfair...."
COMBATSYS: Leilani successfully hits Shermie with Shark's Bite.
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Shermie 0/-------/-======|-------\-------\0 Lykaio
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Leilani 0/-------/----===|
COMBATSYS: Shermie dodges Lykaio's Medium Kick.
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Shermie 0/-------/-======|-------\-------\0 Lykaio
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Leilani 0/-------/----===|
Shermie's about to say something back at Leilani, something about how it's just a fight, and to take the pain and cope. And then she gets smacked right in the side of the head with that back-handed slap sending her head to the side. She's pretty sure she saw blood through that hit, the extra energy setting off a chain reaction in her /own/ blood, starting it to a slow simmer, eventually to a rolling boil. She takes two steps to recover, the swinging feet from Lykaio just barely missing her boots, allowing her to keep herself upright. She turns her head to focus on the pair, and then she starts to close again.
"Oh, not fair alright. Not fair for /you/ two. This isn't over, not by a long shot. You just keep thinking you're fine, and when I'm read..." She'd stop to finish her rant, but no - no, she's gone right back on the offensive, swinging her leg in a wide arc as she pirouettes towards the pair. She doesn't care /who/ she hits with the wide kick - because either way, it's going to have a stamp of approval on it. Says so, right on the bottom of her heavy heel!
COMBATSYS: Leilani counters Axle Spin Kick from Shermie with Counter Strike.
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Shermie 0/-------/=======|-------\-------\0 Lykaio
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Leilani 0/-------/---====|
Nice try. However, Leilani is used to these kind of tactics, having worked in some very seedy clubs in the last couple of years. As the woman rants, the Hawai'ian waits... And she sees the kick coming a mile away. A smile, as genuine as a kid's at Christmas, crosses her face for a moment as the foot arcs towards her. Ducking underneath the intended arc of the kick, she chambers a punch and lets it snap out, tagging the side of Shermie's knee at full extention.
Clang.
Stepping forward, putting her foot as close to the one the French woman is still standing on, she pulls her other arm back and slams an open palm into her midsection, hopefully causing her to topple over. "Shaddap and get in da fight, lolo!"
Lykaio seems to more or less fall for Shermie's words, staring her with a slightly confused expression as she speaks then moving a little slowly for a second as he begins to dodge away from her kick - but luckily, Leilani steps in and knocks it somewhat off course before it reaches his half-assed dodge. He frowns a bit, and stares at Shermie for a long moment, then takes another step back, just watching for the moment. "...if a girl falls in an amusement park, and I didn't knock her down, is it still my fault...?"
COMBATSYS: Lykaio focuses on his next action.
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Shermie 0/-------/=======|-------\-------\0 Lykaio
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Leilani 0/-------/---====|
Get in the fight?! GET IN THE FIGHT?!
Maybe Leilani's right, and Shermie should just pipe down and get herself out of the battle. As she gets slammed in the knee, and then knocked down to the canvas, she has plenty of time to ponder. Maybe she should just walk away right now and let it be over and done with. She's not focused, and her natural style of 'grab people and chuck them at walls' isn't working, without any walls about and around to play with.
"Fine." She doesn't say anything more, an awkward turn as she tries to recover, her knee no longer working anything close to right. She stalks towards Lykaio, not letting him step back and out of the fight, oh no - if he wants to play and show up, he gets to show the crowd what he's made of. Shermie brings her bad leg up and around, using it more like a club than an actual kick. She's pretty sure she can't feel anything, and well, time to see if she can make that guy feel like he can't too.
She has to admit, there is a level of unfairness in this match. After all, it is difficult to keep track of multiple opponents, especially two with such differing martial styles. Still, the fact of the matter is that the winners get more money than the losers. And if she wins the larger pot, than that's more she gets to keep after she graciously gives Mr. Big a cut.
As the hair-laden woman makes her way towards her partner, the Hawai'ian takes a moment to prepare for what happens next. The Shark starts swaying wth the music of the Amusement Park, her movements telling a story that few could even pretend to understand. A moment of hula to cool the spirit. Let Shermie take it to Lykaio for a moment. The Shark will bite again soon enough.
COMBATSYS: Leilani focuses on her next action.
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Shermie 0/-------/=======|-------\-------\0 Lykaio
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Leilani 0/-------/---====|
COMBATSYS: Lykaio interrupts Rebound Throw from Shermie with Release Omega.
- Power hit! -
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Shermie 1/-----==/=======|======-\-------\0 Lykaio
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Leilani 0/-------/---====|
"Perhaps. You... aren't really near my level, though." Lykaio closes his eyes letting electricity flow up around his body in a crackling storm. And Shermie's foot keeps right on trucking and hits him in the stomach, hurling him back against the ropes, which he bounces off slightly. A torrent of electricity pours into her as she does this... but Lykaio just sags against the ropes, a rather stunned expression on his face as he stares at Shermie.
Damnit! Just as she'd gone for the hit, the sparks of electricity that Lykaio was shooting out set off the ringer on her other hidden celphone. Tucked against the inside of her jacket, /this/ one melting hurt a whole hell of a lot more than the first. She winces and curses, throwing the jacket out and reaching for the celphone in one smooth move, letting it clatter to the ground. Under her breath, she mutters something about not letting people who use lightning do anything to her ever again. EVER.
But she's still got this fight to handle - she's still pretty close to Lykaio, and she'll be damned if she's going to let him go after he melted /two/ of her phones. It's funny, though - she still has a third! As she starts towards him again, she reaches with one hand, speed dials with the other.
"Oh, you /think/ that, buddy. C'mere, and let's get nice and acquain... Hello, Hello!? Tell Howard that if this guy doesn't pay for my phone, I'm making him pay for it."
Dun-dun. Dun-dun. Dun-dun.
She's on the phone again. Jesus Christ on a Crutch. Didn't she kinda tell her to get into the fight, y'know, with that whole punching-of-the-knee thing? Well, if she wants to continue this current way of fighting, she obviously is just here to fart around. It's almost insulting, the lack of focus that Shermie is showing the two of them, despite the raggedness she is starting to show. Well. Leilani smiles widely for a moment, just before dashing forward, dropping to her knees in a slide after gaining momentum. Her fist cocks back as she leans down, her fist almost scraping the ground as she lets her fist fly like a stinger missle, aiming firmly for the French woman's tailbone.
COMBATSYS: Lykaio auto-guards Shermie's Lightning Leg Lariat!
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Leilani 0/-------/---====|
Lykaio grabs and crushes the final two orbs, the electricity once again warding off Shermie's grab. He takes a few steps away, and stares at her for a long moment, then smiles faintly. "I'll pay for your phone, if it means that much to you." This said, he's beginning to think Shermie can handle damage well. He aims a knee at her stomach, pouring down the remaining electricity with both hands in an attempt to hold her in place until he strikes.
COMBATSYS: Shermie dodges Lykaio's Medium Kick.
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Leilani 0/-------/---====|
COMBATSYS: Leilani successfully hits Shermie with Strong Punch.
- Power hit! -
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Shermie 0/-------/--=====|======-\-------\0 Lykaio
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Leilani 0/-------/---====|
Seems like someone just wasn't into the fight today. Seems like Shermie was more into the cotton candy and the games than she was the fight. Seems like Shermie might need Yashiro and Chris around to cheer her on and throw an elbow or two when the ref isn't looking. Any of those things, this fight might have gone different. She might have made a better showing, or even made some sort of showing at all. But no, not today. Today, she just wants to go to the park.
"You know what?! Nevermind. I'll just deal with i... AHHHIYYYA!" Shermie was stepping back and away from Lykaio's knee, and unfortunately just took a fist in a rather tender part of her anatomy. She yelps and goes upwards as the skirt is pushed between her legs and throws her off-balance, sending her to the side. She looks over her shoulder, bangs focused on Leilani. She raises a hand as if to attack, then just throws it down.
"Screw this. This isn't a fight. One person's trying to grope me, the other one's a freaking light show. I quit, you win."
COMBATSYS: Shermie takes no action.
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Lykaio 0/-------/-======|====---\-------\0 Leilani
COMBATSYS: Shermie can no longer fight.
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Lykaio 0/-------/-======|====---\-------\0 Leilani
A thought momentarily sweeps through Leilani's head as her fist starts it's way towards Shermie. (Please don't step back.)
She stepped back.
The last time that happened, she was being paid for it.
The shock value alone of making contact the way she had would've made her an open target, because she's just staring at her fist. In fact, she stares at her fist for long enough to not even notice the woman throw in the towel. "Oh, god," she mutters after a long minute, letting her fist uncurl, and just shaking her head. "That was wrong. Oh, so, so wrong." Slowly, she finally comes around, and stands quietly, her jaw slack, a confused look on her face.
Guess she and her teammate won, by the looks of things. Somehow, though, for one of the first times in her life, she feels dirty for it, though.
Lykaio just... freezes and stares as that attack hits, coloring slightly. He lowers his knee and shakes his head slightly. "I apologize. But that's what these fights are." A slight hint of distaste in his voice. He looks to Leilani for a long moment, and then shakes his head, and turns away to walk out of the ring without another word.
COMBATSYS: Leilani has left the fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Lykaio has ended the fight here.
Log created by Shermie, and last modified on 05:56:57 03/29/2007.