Description: Domino goes against Arika... err, I mean Akira, in a wrestling arena chock full of crazy, flailing moshers! They don't much care for Akira replacing the anticipated Arika! What's more, she comes in blindfolded! And to top it all off, she wins! (Winner: Akira)
This used to be a Dance Dance Club, but now it's a Fight Fight Club! The moshpit has been emptied out and an audience sits around and above it, cheering the name of a noble warrior in the air!
"ARIKA! ARIKA! ARIKA!" They chant, "ARIKA! ARIKA! ARIKA!"
The DJ turned announcer shouts in his booth, "And fighting Drake the One Man Disastah iiiiis..."
"ARIKA! ARIKA! ARIKA!"
"Akira Kazaaamaaaaaa!" (The crowd falls silent for a brief stunned moment)--and that is when one of the pit doors slides open and Akira steps out, shaking a fist in the air awkwardly.
"Um, I know you guys wanted Arika but I'm actually Akira..."
The audience starts booing--Akira doesn't seem to immediately notice as she says 'Ah! I almost forgot!' and draws out a rag from her pocket and wraps it around her eyes. "I must not forget my training...!"
That's about when a beer can flies into the mosh pit and beans her against the head.
COMBATSYS: Akira has started a fight here on the right meter side.
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Drake is already in the moshpit-gone-wrestling ring, robe worn open and hood hanging back. He leans back against a turnbuckle, a few of the moshers patting his back in the typical way rowdy folk laud stars. Of course, the whole purpose of the ropes is to square away where the fighters are supposed to be. There's no likely to be any rope-bouncing, since the moshers -are- in fact right there crowding the perimeter.
When Akira arrives instead of Arika, however, it gets an odd look from the dark-haired wrestler model. "Uh.. huh..," he trails, obsidian eyebrow quirked. His shoulders then bob in a casual shrug, and he turns back around to face the crowd. "You guys ready to tear it up!?," he shouts to the ones crowding his corner.
Their response is a resounding cheer. Or a yell, at any rate. Hard to tell with moshers.
Drake takes on his typical Domino routine, whipping his robe off and tossing it out to the swarm of flailing limbs and shouting faces. He then turns to face Akira. "Alright. Let's do this."
The DJ announcer waits until Akira has entered the ring before giving the call the moshers have been waiting for. ..No, not that they're switching to Arika. He gives the next best declaration. "FIGHT!"
And Domino is off rushing towards Akira, heedless of her blindfolded condition, right arm extended and aimed to collide across her collar area in a clothesline.
COMBATSYS: Drake has joined the fight here.
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Drake 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Akira
COMBATSYS: Akira blocks Drake's Quick Punch.
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Drake 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Akira
Akira looks in a completely different direction than Drake, she's looking for that person who threw a beer can at her! "Hey!" She yells, "You don't get to do that! I understand you're upset but..." Akira hears Drake's voice, "But I'll still give you a good fight, if I can!" She brings up one arm, taking the clothesline in the arm rather than her face or neck--and then tries to move the person she supposes is probably Drake into the wall she was standing near. "Please?"
Her cries don't seem to really have that much effect on the crowd, unfortunately and some chucked trash is chucked past her face.
COMBATSYS: Akira successfully hits Drake with Quick Throw.
Glancing Blow
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Drake 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Akira
Domino's clothesline strikes.. arm? Well, that's fairly impressive, what with her blindfold. He gets shoved back, sliding across the ropes to bonk into the turnbuckle. The hit is notably cushioned, however, by the grabby/pushy limbs of the moshing spectators. That being said, he's simply pushed back into the ring proper.
"Now that's a neat trick," the model muses. "Fightin' in a blindfold. I'd feel bad about it, if it wasn't your choice." He clears his throat and gets into the proper attitude. Calculating. Stoic. Serious. He begins circling the girl slowly, then suddenly makes a grab for her head. He turns about and attempts to drag her body over his shoulder in a simple pull-over slam, aiming to land her flat on her back.
COMBATSYS: Drake successfully hits Akira with Quick Throw.
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Drake 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Akira
"Did I get you?" Akira asks, sliding back for a moment, "I felt the arm but the...the yield... huh..." She steps back for a few moments, and practically bumps into Drake, "Ah, are you a fan?" She asks before she is slung over Drake's shoulder--and slammed painfully into the ground. KATHUNK!
"Aggh!" Akira grunts as she hits the ground. "Takuma made this look easy..." She murmurs before she shifts into a crouch--and launchers into her special technique! She throws herself at Drake, aiming to kick him repeatedly with a burst of wind chi with some hard kicking interspersed in--for her face!
The crowd predictably cheers for Drake getting the upper hand before looking for more things to throw at Akira.
"It's part of my training. Do you throw tables?" She asks.
COMBATSYS: Akira successfully hits Drake with Dancing Cyclone Kick.
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Drake 0/-------/=======|==-----\-------\0 Akira
Domino makes no further chit-chat with the girl. He's focused on the match, concentrated on the girl.. and her seemingly weightless body. The kicks land, hammering the fight-favorite back against the crowd. He doesn't seem quite so perky and capable of springing back this time, though, slumped back against a few moshers. They ruffle his hair, pat his shoulders, the general supportive, if not overly friendly gestures of fans. And then? Well, he gets shoved back into the ring, the wrestler staggering a little.
Domino gives his head a shake, then narrows his eyes on the female. He begins to circle her again, studying her for any obvious openings in her defense. He suddenly rushes in, attempting to hook his right arm under her arms and over her torso, left arm sweeping under her legs to attempting sweeping her off her feet. Suspending her horizontally in the air before him a couple seconds gives him the chance to focus his strike - he drops to a knelt position, aiming to smash her back over his upturned knee.
COMBATSYS: Akira dodges Drake's Strong Throw.
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Drake 0/-------/=======|==-----\-------\0 Akira
Akira feels some air moving and hops back, away from Domino! Unfortunately for Akira, however, she's grabbed by another group of people altogether--the audience! Akira strugglees against them and manages to break their grip easily but turn around to 'face' them, "Look, just let me do my fight!" She complains, taking in a breath to focus herself and then shakes her fist, "If you want to come up here and fight me, then come up and fight me! But I have a REAL match!"
A thrown chair catches her in the face.
COMBATSYS: Akira takes no action.
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Drake 0/-------/=======|==-----\-------\0 Akira
Domino grabs nothing but air. -Damn-, but she's got a good grip of her surroundings despite the blindfold. He raises to his full height again and sets his right hand to his hip. Left hand juts a thumb in her direction as he looks to the crowd with a skeptical expression. Poking fun at the opponent? Certainly. Is he mean? Nah. Just playing up the crowd in his favor.
But with her back turned, Domino hops over the top rope to enter the moshpit. He doesn't actually fall amidst the writhing forms, though. He actually perches on shoulders and heads, moving from body to body until his back is turned to the female directly. He steals a glance over his shoulder to mark his target, perched upon the shoulders of a rather beefy and amused spectator. He then vaults himself into the air in a slow backflip, aiming to smash his body against hers upside-down in a moonsault.
COMBATSYS: Drake successfully hits Akira with Darkside Slam.
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Drake 1/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Akira
The crowds cheer on Drake for beating on the imposter! They laugh at his expressions! Akira is still ducking down to pick up the chair when Domino hops onto the top rope--and suddenly she tries to shift to the side--and is suddenly grabbed, swept off her feet, and then smashed over Drake's knee. "Aggh! That hurts!" Akira wheezes before twisting and writhing her body to break his grip and hop away, back to the chair she dropped when she got grabbed--and she picks it up again.
Akira turns around--and then chucks the chair for the Domino's body!
COMBATSYS: Drake dodges Akira's Large Thrown Object.
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Drake 1/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Akira
Domino springs away from her after the slam, and his right hand lifts to whisk through his bangs in a deliberately rakish manner. When the chair is thrown at him, the model ducks down and rolls aside swiftly to evade it. The roll ends him on his feet again, and he raises back to his feet. The chair is glanced towards, then he shoots a look to Akira. With a smirk, he rushes for the chair and hoists it up by the backrest.
This pre-empts a cheer from the crowd. They love it when foreign objects get involved in a match, after all.
Domino turns to stalk towards Akira, hefting the chair up.. then swinging it down towards her. Not towards her head, however. He aims it for her shoulders and back. He has no intentions to -injure- her, after all.
COMBATSYS: Akira dodges Drake's Random Weapon.
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Drake 1/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Akira
Akira hears the chair clatter against the ground. "Oh, I missed," But by how much, Akira thinks. No wonder those old men train blindfolded--it really teaches you about ... about ... well, about being blindfolded, Akira supposes, but also about positioning! She hears a scrap of a chair being pulled off the ground--and then slams her foot up--knocking the chair out of Domino's hands and into the crowd!--and then she twists around and slams another kick for Drake's body. "HIYAH!" She shouts, "No matter how much is thrown at me, I'll not give up!"
The crowd laughs at her naivete! "Go get 'er, Domino! Knock her over!" One member cries, a little old lady with a cane and oversized spectacles.
COMBATSYS: Drake parries Akira's Light Kick!
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Drake 1/------=/=======|====---\-------\0 Akira
Domino's chair is kicked away? Crazy! Fighting blindfolded? More crazy! Nevertheless, the wrestler makes a display of his agility by ducking and weaving under the kick aimed for his torso. He hesitates a moment and ceases his movement, waiting for her to lose her 'bead' on him. Once he's waited a few moments, he steps in towards her.. and attempts to simply loop his arms around the girl's waist, attempting to hoist her off her feet and crush her body to his in a crushing bearhug. The crowd ought to love the feat of strength, at any rate.
COMBATSYS: Akira blocks Drake's Blackout EX.
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Drake 1/-----==/=======|=====--\-------\0 Akira
Akira is still facing Domino--perhaps she can sense his movements even when he isn't moving?!--oh wait, she's pointing past him--towards the little old lady, "Hey, I'm doing my best here! It's hard enough with everything else, you don't have to tease me!" And so saying, she is nabbed...but not as well nabbed as Drake would like. After a brief moment of cruuuushing pain, Akira brings up her legs, bounces off of Drake, and summersaults so she lands just so on the ring's ropes. She flails for a moment, struggling to maintain some semblance of balance. "Woah, woah!" She cries, hopping across the ropes as people throw bottles or try to trip her up by punching her legs. "Ha... Gonna need to do better than... ahh!!" She ducks underneath a thrown bench.
COMBATSYS: Akira gains composure.
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Drake 1/-----==/=======|====---\-------\0 Akira
Domino is.. not satisfied with his performance as it stands. This is absurd! Is this even a match? It's more like a blasted circus show! Admittedly, the model is getting a little frustrated by the girl's apparent dodginess.
"Guys, guys," Domino calls to the moshers with a wry, playful smile. "Let's cut Master Yoda here some slack!" His hand lifts as if to tut them - though his expression speaks otherwise. At least their antics are amusing enough. He turns his attention back on the girl, and he starts to circle her slowly. Quietly. Looking for an opening.
COMBATSYS: Drake focuses on his next action.
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Drake 1/-----==/=======|====---\-------\0 Akira
The crowd quiets down as Domino calls for them to give 'Master Yoda' some slack. Predictably, they like this too. "What a guy!" "Having sympathy for that faker!" "Yeah she's kind of pathetic, I feel bad for her..."
Akira is starting to turn beat red. Master Yoda! Faker! Pathetic! FEELS BAD FOR HER?! "Alright, alright!" She crouches down, the ropes creasing under her weight, and then she leaps forward--aiming to give Domino a sudden ELBOW DROP to the face! Perhaps she homed in on his words?!
"I know I'm not a wrestler but I've watched a lot of television!" Akira cries.
COMBATSYS: Drake fails to counter Gate Elbow from Akira with Solar Eclipse.
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Drake 1/--=====/=======|===----\-------\0 Akira
Domino is a face when it comes to the ring. Of course he's viewed as a nice, charitable kind of guy. He waves to the crowd again when they start to murmer and make their comments.. then he looks back to Akira in time to see an elbow.
SMACK.
Domino is thusly floored.
"Ahh?" Akira pulls herself up, "Are you alright? I didn't hit anything too important, I hope--it's hard for me to aim accurately..." She looks around for a few moments, blinking blankly, before she turns around, facing the completely wrong direction, throwing a quick series of kicks into the air--only to trip over her own feet and fall to the ground.
Unfortunately, her elbow might dig into Drake's side as she braces her own fall.
"You can do it Dante!" The audience cheers, "Use your Domino Helix! Yeah!" "Your elbow drop!" "Punch her in the face!"
COMBATSYS: Akira successfully hits Drake with Quick Punch.
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Drake 2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|====---\-------\0 Akira
"Shut up," spits a very disgusted Domino. To say he's rather annoyed with the whole fight is an understatement. In fact, he's not been this annoyed with a fight for an entire year. As he's getting up, the elbow falls into him again. Domino lets out a cry of both pain and frustration before he rolls out from under her. He promptly leans down to grab the girl suddenly by the shoulders. He very forcefully attempts to drag her to her feet and lock her neck between his legs. Arms lower to loop around her midsection, and he attempts to hoist her into a piledrive position.
COMBATSYS: Drake successfully hits Akira with Total Eclipse.
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Drake 0/-------/---====|=======\-------\0 Akira
And with the girl locked in the hold, Domino suspends her with one arm and thrusts the other into the air, signalling for his typical finisher. When the arm locks back with the other arm, he suddenly begins crushing her in a wrenching inversed bearhug.
Fighting the wrong person tonight.
Squeeze.
Wearing a -BLINDFOLD- - one that -has- to be see-through, he figures.
Squeeze!
And he heard someone in the audience call him DANTE! It's DRAKE, dangit!
CRUSH.
The ticked off model leaps with his prey into the air, pulling into a series of rapid forward flips. On the descent of the jump, the two fighters blur into a full circle. The full momentum of the rapid spin is driven down against the girl's head and shoulders when the piledrive crashes her to the ground.
"DRAKE!" "DRAKE! "DRAKE!" The audience shouts, "DRAKE!" "DANTE!" "SHUTUP. DRAKE!" "SORRY!"
Akira does, however, shut up. She stops speaking entirely. And it's not just because she's grabbed, locked between (ew) Drake's legs, and is securely gripped. She grits her teeth as she is severely crunched by Drake's hands of fate, but she manages not to cry out--in fact, she's refusing to. Because she was told to -shut up- and if that's what Drake wants? Then he's going to get it!
That is, until she's smashed into the ground--a cry escapes her lips at that point and she collapses to the ground in pain--crawling away from Drake for a few moments before she manages to grab a man's mustache and tugs on it.
"YEOUCH!"
Akira gulps and feels around for the ropes again, pulling herself up, and takes a few more deep breaths. That hurt.
Then she turns around to face Drake. But unfortunately, she's not facing Drake, she's facing at a 40 degree angle away from Drake.
But she taunts with a quick 'get over here' motion with her hands.
COMBATSYS: Akira gains composure.
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Drake 0/-------/---====|=====--\-------\0 Akira
Domino rolls backwards once the piledrive is delivers, and he pushes himself into a handspring to land on his feet. Amethyst eyes narrow in a that same mixture of anger and disgust with his opponent. With her facing away from him, he just rushes towards her, aiming to lock his arms around her stomach again. This time she's at least not upside-down, though. Regardless, he makes to hoist her up and arches his back over, aiming to drive her backwards onto her shoulders in a German suplex.
COMBATSYS: Akira dodges Drake's Strong Throw.
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Drake 0/-------/---====|=====--\-------\0 Akira
Akira doesn't give Domino the chance. She hears and feels the movement again and twists to face Domino--and throwing herself at him foot first, letting out a cry as she shouts her technique's name, "DANCING CYCLONE KICK!"
And she completely misses him by several inches, slams foot first into the ropes, and then bounces off and is flung back towards Domino himself possibly more accurately this time. "UM, DANCING CYCLONE KICK TWO!" She cries a second time, blushing again.
COMBATSYS: Drake dodges Akira's Dancing Cyclone Kick.
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Drake 0/-------/---====|=====--\-------\0 Akira
Domino grabs.. nothing but air. Again. His brow furrows, and he watches her intently as she springs towards the ropes and, incidentally, the moshers. Either way, when she springs towards -him-, he shrugs his left shoulder back and performs a simple, yet evasive outwards spin.
Does he rush her again?
No.
Domino simply backs up a bit from her and narrows his eyes. "Okay, I have to ask. What's your deal? What's up with the blindfold trick?" His hands set to his hips as he stands there, glaring at the girl. He doesn't seem inquisitive so much as insulted by it all. His hand lifts momentarily to wave to the audience, assuring them that, no, he's not slacking. He's still in the fight.
COMBATSYS: Drake focuses on his next action.
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Drake 0/-------/---====|=====--\-------\0 Akira
Akira lands in the audience. And not gracefully either. Several are bowled over and watercoolers are knocked over and Akira even breaks a bench as she hits the ground. She shakes her head, sits up, and picks up the remains of the bench with her hands and pats the wrestling ring for a few moments. "I was told to train with the blindfold by Master Takuma... they used the technique and beat up five warriors including me!" She then scratches her ear thoughtfully, "He also wanted me to fight a bear but I haven't found one yet. He says I need to do this until I gain a fighter's instinct..." She doesn't get back into the ring immediately, instead flinging the bench pieces erratically inward before hopping up to get inside.
COMBATSYS: Drake dodges Akira's Large Thrown Object.
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Drake 0/-------/---====|=====--\-------\0 Akira
Domino scowls at the girl. "Then I'd say you need to find a trainer who'll tolerate insubordinance!" Does he believe she's actually blindfolded? In absolutely no way. The large bench piece is spotted easily, and he trots aside to clear its landing zone. When she gets back into the ring, the scowl intensifies. He turns, grabs up the bench piece, and stalks towards her. This time, though? It's not just one swing he takes. He takes several. The first one comes in from the side, aiming to ram her front. The second swing comes from the other side to smack into her back. The rest of them comes from overhead.
Yes, Domino is just trying to batter the girl.
COMBATSYS: Akira interrupts Random Weapon from Drake with Rolling Slam.
- Power hit! -
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Drake 1/------=/=======|======-\-------\0 Akira
"What? I can't do that, you have to listen to what your trainer says." Akira notes, "Otherwise why bother with having a trainer to begin with?" She is, eerily enough, talking to the left of Drake as he says this. So busy is she lecturing that she doesn't hear Domino's approach--and by the time the bench is swung at her--she is slammed in the head in such a way it's clear that she had no idea he was coming. It breaks through her head--but when Drake brings it up again to slam it on her head a second time--a hand reaches up, and grabs his arm--holding it in place as she twists her elbow into Drake's stomache, and then FLINGS Domino out of the ring and into the area she just cleared of people by falling into it!
"Or are you saying I'm cheating? It's not that hard if you're reactive!"
Domino is grabbed. He's elbowed. He's flung. He's ticked. He's also injured. When he raises up this time, it's notably slower, and with a limp. Narrowed eyes set on the girl in the ring. Really, if she were blindfolded, how would she know just where to throw him? Happenstance? Pah. He's not buying it. He stalks back to the edge of the ring and climbs in.
Expecting her to play into the charade he's positive she's making, he reaches out to grab her shoulder and yank her in nearly face to face. But.. no attack. Instead, his eyes do enough attacking with a burning glare.
"Don't insult me anymore than you already have," Domino seethes. "No one's as accurate as that while blinded. But you already knew that, didn't you? So what I'm left scratchin' my head over is whether you're pulling this stunt to earn meaningless points with your trainer, or if you've just got something against me personally. But make no mistake, you're not fooling me, and I -will- remember this insult. You worked this hard for a lie and a pat on the back - you can have it."
Domino then goes to just shove the girl back out of his face and turns to the crowd. "I've lost interest in this fight, as I'm sure you all have," he calls to the moshers. "She's won, and hey, while blindfolded. Kudos to her." Pause. "-If- you believe she actually couldn't see." He limps to the ropes and ducks to climb out, making his way towards the exit.
"Be sure you all let her know what you think of her performance and decision to replace the one and only Arika Fade!," he calls over his shoulder.
COMBATSYS: Drake takes no action.
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COMBATSYS: Drake can no longer fight.
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"Wha--" Akira complains, "You can wear it yourself if you want!" She just doesn't get a break does she! The one SNF she actually wins, and it's under so much abuse! She starts to follow after him, but someone throws ANOTHER bench which smacks Akira in the chest and sends her crashing to the ground because of Drake's timely jibe regarding Arika. "Aw heck..." She mumbles and shouts, "Akira...exits!" as she tries to run out of another exit before she's mobbed!
COMBATSYS: Akira successfully hits Akira with Large Thrown Object.
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COMBATSYS: Akira has ended the fight here.
Log created by Drake, and last modified on 16:40:10 04/22/2007.