Description: Too much awesome to fit in the name field of the autologger! Shenwoo, Yamazaki and Maxima face off in a foreclosed antique store, with free license to break everything in sight - especially each other. It's ugly, nasty and quick, just like Yamazaki's mom! Ziiing! (Winner: Maxima)
Another weekend brings another round of fights, and fate, fortune or whatever force you would attribute it to has again brought Maxima to the hallowed halls of an..uh..abandoned antique shop. With all the antiques still in it. He thinks he see the purpose here, at least. Organized chaos of sorts, anything goes and nothing is impossible. There certainly were a lot of variables to take into account from an environment like this, and that was without even adding in the respective capabilities of his opponents!
Speaking of opponents, seemed he'd be pitting himself against that Chinaman again from what he'd glimpsed of the match-up. They'd fought to a draw last time..but now that the cyborg had fully gathered the relevant data on the grappler's fighting style and relevants strengths, he'd know just how to deal with him this time..or at least, that was what conventional wisdom would suggest. But this was not a conventional arena, and he knew nothing about the other man throwing in this time around either, Yamasomething.
Regardless, Maxima stands not too far from the entrance to the place, eyeing the other two cautiously if they've arrived or nodding succintly when they do. He's not in the get-up Shen would recognize from their last fight (Alas, the rental expired and K' apparently has to eat), opting instead for his more usual fare. A little risky..but it was also a closed area and less publicized. Risk was acceptable.
The Canadian of Steel will then roll his shoulders and pound one fist into an open palm, "So, we ready to dance?"
COMBATSYS: Yamazaki has started a fight here.
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Yamazaki 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Maxima has joined the fight here.
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Yamazaki 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Maxima
COMBATSYS: Shenwoo has joined the fight here.
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Shenwoo 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Yamazaki
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Maxima 0/-------/-------|
Sure, he was a /little/ late. Stupid closed-down antique shops are always in the middle of nowhere, and it's hard to get those big Lincoln town cars to navigate the tiny side-streets that it takes for the vehicle to pull up alongside the store. But eventually, he does arrive, only a few minutes beyond when he was supposed to arrive. At first, he's clad in his usual fare; fluffy white fur coat, sunglasses, fancy cigar in one hand. Far too overdressed for an antique shop, but for the spike-headed Syndicate lieutenant, he couldn't help but bit on a bit of a self-promoting show.
But then, he walks through the front door of the shop. A moment is taken to look around, and a curious eye is given to Maxima, then he looks towards the other person. "Oh, hell no." He recognizes Shenwoo. Oh, does he ever recognize Shenwoo. "You! You dirty damn son of a bitch!" The coat is quickly tossed off, and the driver of the car just barely manages to grab it and duck out of the way before Yamazaki's hands are firmly clasped on either side of one of those large, heavy, wooden hope chests that was carved 200 years ago by Native Americans. "You're gonna eat shit this time, you fuckbag!" And with a mighty heave and a grunt of effort, he heaves the storage container off the ground. "Hrrrrah!" And with a second mighty heave, it's crashing through every little fragile plate and glass object between him and Shenwoo.
COMBATSYS: Shenwoo fails to interrupt Large Thrown Object from Yamazaki with Random Weapon.
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Shenwoo 0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0 Yamazaki
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Maxima 0/-------/-------|
Really, they don't need to give Shenwoo any sort of complicated setup for him to enjoy himself, he's quite happy as long as they give him strong people to fight; setting it someplace like this, with all the random crap that they're entirely welcome to break at their leisure, that's just borderline pornographic! The tall, lean blond fighter is of course prompt, smacking his fists together in barely-restrained glee. A fight, a fight! And who cares who he has to face, as long as they're tough? Maxima is of course unrecognised, but Yamazaki... Well, that's a different story entirely.
The gangster's crude shouting is met only by a wide, wolfish grin from the Shanghai-born brawler, and the chest coming his way, well... Of course, he's got an idea of what to do with /that/. Seizing a nearby china cabinet, Shenwoo actually, takes a step /into/ the incoming chest, which unfortunately hits him harder than he was expecting. The ancient wood construct shatters spectacularly, battering Shen and sending him staggering back. Which means his whole little plan there is ruined! "C'mon, quit it with that sissy crap!" he calls back. "I signed up to fight, not help your mom redecorate!"
Hm, seems those two knew each other! Maybe they'd stay focused on one another long enough for Maxima to have an easy time taking out the winner..but nah, that was never the Canadian's style! Instead, he'll dash to the side as Yamazaki opens up the fight right upon arrival, looking about for anything he could make good use of. Ming Dynasty vase...too typical. Dinged-up, rusty 'Armor of God'....too obscure. Painstakingly woodcarved animistic totem pole? Ah, now here's where the action was at!
No sooner does Shenwoo find his clock cleaned by a chest than is Maxima hefting that sizable monument from the bottom...with seemingly more ease than he ought, even at his size! "Hey now, don't forget about me!" He'll shout to the two fighters, but Yamazaki in particular as the cyborg turns about, swinging his makeshift weapon in an absurdly wide arc meant to deal the mob lieutenant a crushing blow. Shenwoo might want to get out of the way though, just to be safe!
COMBATSYS: Yamazaki endures Maxima's Random Weapon.
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Shenwoo 0/-------/-----==|====---\-------\0 Yamazaki
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Maxima 0/-------/------=|
Oh, Shenwoo always knows exactly what to say. For the moment, the Canadian Man-Machine is put to the side of his mind; it's time for Shanghai to meet Hong Kong once again. "What, you want me to break your goddamn skull? Fine, have it your way!" With that, Yamazaki turns to one side, eyeing what's available to him for a moment before he latches his hands onto one of those eight-foot tall thirteeth-century grandfather clocks with the oversized pendulum in the middle. Like the one Bruce Wayne had that hid the way to the Batcave. Another audible grunt of effort announces the clock's suddne departure from the floor, and the gangster's fingers almost start to dig finger-paths into the woodwork as he starts to spin around. He manages one full revolution, grip sliding further and further down the clock as he goes until he's got it by the base. As he's spinning, the totem pole from Maxima comes back to greet him when he least expects it! He continues to spin, though, and as it smashes into him, it only furthers his momentum as he's sent stumbling forward in mid-revolution, providing a little extra oomph on his trip towards Shen. And on the second revolution, he continues to spin in an attempt to smash the face of the clock square into Shenwoo's facemeat.
COMBATSYS: Shenwoo Toughs Out Yamazaki's Random Weapon!
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Shenwoo 0/-------/--=====|=====--\-------\0 Yamazaki
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Maxima 0/-------/------=|
Well, Maxima certainly didn't help matters there, now did he? At least, not matters for /Shenwoo/, anyway, as the brawler as a clock-bearing Yamazaki heading towards him with terrible speed. What's a guy to do? Rather than, you know, sensibly trying to avoid the hit or anything, Shen instead stands his ground against it, getting clocked in the face quite powerfully... But he barely yields at all under the blow, using the momentum to twist...
And swing that china cabinet he grabbed earlier right at Yamazaki, swinging it hard enough that the thing is sure to shatter if it hits home. He wanted to use this thing, you know! "C'mon!!!" Shenwoo roars as he lashes out at the crazy gangster. "I TOLD YOU TO STOP USING THAT WEAK CRAP!!!" Which one of them is the crazy one, again?
Come on, guys! What's a cyborg gotta do to get some live around here? Yeesh! Seeing how smacking Yamazaki with the totem pole managed to snap the the thing in two Maxima will go ahead and dispense with the half he's holding on to. He -could- have chucked it at one of them perhaps, and that'd be full of laughs, but right now the brawler was in the mood for getting some up close and personal tactics!
Seeing as how Yamazaki didn't respond much at all, the imposing fighter will make Shenwoo the intended victim of his next attack. Taking advantage of the Chinese fighter's predilection towards the mob lieutenant to sneak in close and behind, raising both hefty arms up before bringing them down in a simultaneous chop aimed at Shenwoo's neck, "Mongolian!"
An actual move, in this fight of flung objects and improvised weapons? Scandalous!!
COMBATSYS: Yamazaki fails to interrupt Random Weapon from Shenwoo with Bomb Headbutt.
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Shenwoo 0/-------/-======|======-\-------\0 Yamazaki
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Maxima 0/-------/-------|
It takes Yamazaki a moment to recover from the simultaneous spinning and bludgeoning that he just dealt with.. He brushes some of the splinters off of him, just as soon as he's all nice and clean again, Shenwoo's coming around for a second round. And in response to the china cabinet? Yamazaki just rears right back. "RAAAAAGH!" And, with that, he lunges forward and smashes, headfirst, into the china cabinet. Literally, from within the china cabinet, wood and glass just /explodes/ in a giant angry Orochi-fueled ball of fire, complete with smoke and some of the fragments being lit on fire. There wasn't enough momentum for him to make it to Shenwoo, and it may have hurt like hell, but Ryuji Yamazaki just shattered an antique china cabinet with his /head/.
COMBATSYS: Shenwoo interrupts Mongolian Chop from Maxima with Tenrenshou.
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Shenwoo 0/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 Yamazaki
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Maxima 0/-------/----===|
Oh right. Shenwoo had almost forgotten about Maxima, actually. As the china cabinet shatters in the explosive force of Yamazaki's headbutt, the brawler tosses the remains aide... Just in time to become aware of the Canadian trying to attack him from behind. He glances over his shoulder, one dark eye fixing on ol' muttonchops, and he just keeps right on grinning. Who knows why that guy shouts 'Mongolian!' when he attack, anyway.
As double chop comes towards his neck though, Shenwoo continues to twist, thrusting out one leg in a straight kick, burying his heel in Maxima's gut. The chop still hits, but it's off-target, comparatively only clipping the berserker, as he uses the force of his own kick to propel himself away. "Mongolian?! I'm from Shanghai, idiot! Learn to read a map!"
Well, it was a mongolian chop! So you shout mongolian! That's...it's just what you do, god! Either way, the cyborg's attack is not entirely successful, Shen's kick eliciting a sizable 'oomph' from the brawler. "No no, Monglian is the just the name of attack..er.." Wait, why the hell was he even trying to explain it? Nuts to that! Instead he'll grab the berserker right by the ankle as he tries to launch himself away, takinf them both for a spin or two before releasing the Shanghai dragon in the general direction of Yamazaki, "You two like each other so much, you should be together!"
COMBATSYS: Yamazaki endures Maxima's Large Thrown Object.
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Shenwoo 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\1 Yamazaki
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Maxima 0/-------/---====|
"Why are you even trying to explain it to that jackass!?" Yamazaki sighs once to himself, right before... he watches Shenwoo getting lifted up and spun around. ".. the hell?" Then, Shen is flipping through the air, and Yamazaki's hand goes right into his right pocket. "Oh, fuck this." He braces his left foot behind him, and pushes off, shoving forward to create a bit of counter-momentum when Shen slams into him. And it's at that moment that the right hand flips out of its pocket, and the knife clicks into place. His left hand makes a grab for the projectile-berserker now, and should he get a good grip, the right hand will come around in an attempt to bury the blade into Shen's stomach...
COMBATSYS: Yamazaki successfully hits Shenwoo with ...!!.
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Shenwoo 1/-======/=======|=------\-------\0 Yamazaki
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Maxima 0/-------/---====|
When the knife sinks into that stupid damn Shanghai idiot's stomach-meat, Yamazaki yanks the knife right back out again, then uses his left hand shove him down to the floor. Then, there's a momentary twitch in the knife-wielding hand, and the blade drops down to the floor before Ryuji just rears right back. Both hands start clawing at his face for a moment, and his laughter gets even louder, like an entire group of hyenas all cackling together as he rakes his fingers down his face. Then, he looks down for a moment, and just eyes Shenwoo before all hell breaks loose. He throws himself forward now, crouching at a point that his stomach is almost touching the ground while his arms both arch as far back and over his head as they'll go. Alternating Snake Tamers start to slam into Shenwoo, left arm striking while the right arm remains back, then the right slashes in as the left retracts. It's faster than even the movement of a normal Snake Tamer, both arms just a sheer whirlwind of motion as he pummels the berserker for a good twenty or so strikes, just barraging him with fists before he finally leans his head in, lunging forward and latching his teeth right into the general area of Shen's neck-shoulder-collarbone area. He'll sink his teeth in, then throw his entire body backwards. Through the force of sheer anger, he lifts the skinny Chinaman off the ground by his teeth alone before just chucking him backwards over his head with a toss of his head.
Though this is far from the first time it's ever happened to him, Shenwoo's going to have to come down on the side of /not/ being a fan of being stabbed. The rest of it, well, that's all the sort of thing one experiences in the fighting world; Yamazaki is rather abnormally brutal as fighters go, and the teeth thing is weird, but life's just funny that way. His attempt to avoid the attack fails utterly, and instead he's solidly beat around by it, in what proves to be a rather painful turn of events.
Of course, Shenwoo being Shenwoo, he still gets up afterwards, teetering to his feet. "Keh... Ha ha ha ha ha!!!" Shen laughs, not a little bit madly though it's less shrill and maniacal than Ryuji's, bleeding from his stomach and his collarbone. And then he tosses his head back and roars with fury, a violent red aura of chi erupting around him, demolishing some more antiques that were in his immediate vicinity... Before he suddenly lunges at Maxima.
That's right, not Yamazaki.
Rushing towards the Canadian with a punch that almost seems to glide over the ground, he endeavours to trap the cyborg in a punishing series of strikes with his fists, feet and head, venting rage and built-up energy in a furious, brutal attack. After all, Maxima was standing there looking all relatively pristine, compared to the rest of them. PLUS HE THREW SHEN AT A PSYCHO WITH A KNIFE. DICKHEAD.
COMBATSYS: Maxima endures Shenwoo's Bakuma Assault.
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Shenwoo 0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0 Yamazaki
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Holy freaking crap! Maxima -does- feel kind of like a dick after seeing just what he'd thrown the Chinese boxer into. After all, he sorta respected the guy as a fellow fighter. The other one though...well, the cyborg had been pretty ambivalent about the other fighter until now, but after seeing something like that he couldn't help but label the guy as a grade A nutcase. From relatively calm and collected one moment to completely off the handle..he didn't need his scanners to tell him the lieutenant was utterly unpredictable.
No time to think about that though, not with a righteously pissed Shenwoo barreling at him like that! And rather than make any attempt to dodge or defend, Maxima will simply stand has ground against the shanghai boxer's relentless assault, relying on his body to absorb every hit as best he can. It's staggering to be sure, and as the blows and kicks and headbutts fly he'll most certainly be pushed back, grunting with some of the hard blows, but in the end the rough and tumble Canadian manages to hold fast, held in a low crouch and seeming to breathe rather heavily.
Right then, a glint seems to flash in his eye, lips turned into a wry smile before letting loose with a straight, powerful punch at Shenwoo's gut, the concealed air cannon in the arm firing just before anticipated impact for even greater damage, "VAPOUR CANNON!"
As a couple moments passed, Ryuji started to recover from that little physical tirade, and a third staggering moment was taken as Yamazaki makes an attempt to look up at the blood that's now trickling down his forehead from the lacerations created by the headbutt, torn open now from the previous exertion. He just shrugs it off, after a moment, then looks over towards the other two. The gangster reaches over to grab for one of those heavy glass statues that's sitting on one of the nearby counters. He pushes that into his left hand, then shifts and turns his shoulder out so that it's facing towards Maxima. His left arm goes dead all of the sudden, dangling lifelessly with a grip still held on the statue. It only rests there for a moment, however, as that arm is quickly up and lashing forward. The limb snakes out faster than the untrained eye can even follow; a blur of motion as it cuts across the air in an attempt to smash the priceless glass heirloom right into the Canadian's face.
COMBATSYS: Shenwoo endures Maxima's Vapour Cannon.
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Shenwoo 0/-------/-======|=------\-------\0 Yamazaki
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There's no time to dodge it! Shenwoo's pretty beat after unleashing that attack on Maxima after all, and unfortunately he's left wide open by the time Maxima goes for the counterattack; instead, the brawler stands there and takes it. Grunting in pain as he's struck with the punch and compressed air of all things, staggering back....
But then, he brings up one leg and aims to smash it into whatever of Maxima he can hit, hard, before throwing all his weight forward in an overhand punch aimed to knock the Canadian to the ground. What Yamazaki's doing? Doesn't even register to the berserker; either way, whether his attack succeeds or fails, Shenwoo's out of things afterwards, passing out on the floor. Yamazaki HURTS.
COMBATSYS: Shenwoo can no longer fight.
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Yamazaki 0/-------/------=|=======\=------\1 Maxima
COMBATSYS: Shenwoo successfully hits Maxima with Fusen Kyaku.
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Yamazaki 0/-------/------=|=======\====---\1 Maxima
COMBATSYS: Yamazaki successfully hits Maxima with Snake Tamer.
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Yamazaki 0/-------/----===|=======\======-\1 Maxima
Well, he definitely had to hand it Shenwoo. Even after all that, the fighter still manages to put enough strength into his kick to smash through the block Maxima had prepared, knocking him off-balance just in time to destroy any chance he would've had to defend against Yamazaki's follow-up, the shattered glass brutally assaulting the Canadian and knocking him flat on his back.
He lays prone for just moment and then stirs, climbing to his feet as shards of glass shower down off his body. Some of them have embedded in his face and arms and..curiously enough, whatever he's bleeding doesn't exactly -look- like blood. Motor oil, maybe? Certainly not maple syrup!
He'll turn a brief nod to the fallen Chinese fighter. See you again next time, perhaps! But he still had a thing or two to finish here. Turning toward the lieutenant, Maxima settles down into a wide, solid stance as his opponent becomes privy to a sight few have scene. The unmistakable sounds of machinery in operation ring out as the burly man's chest seems to...well...-open up- to reveal a most unfriendly-looking cannon of sorts, the barrel extending out and glowing as energy builds and coalescs within.
"FINAL..." The cyborg grunts, depressurization of the cannon's firing effectively shattering any glass object still left untouched in the store as a superheated sphere of concentrated plasma propels itself on it's own inner reaction towards the psychotic knife fighter, "CANNON!"
COMBATSYS: Yamazaki fails to reflect MX-II Final Cannon from Maxima with Bai Gaeshi.
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COMBATSYS: Yamazaki can no longer fight.
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This... is interesting. Maxima seems to be doing something VERY SPECIFICALLY NOT FUCKING HUMAN. A single eyebrow cocks for a moment on Yamazaki's face, and he just stares until the point that the plasma ball fires off, right at him. "What in the he--" Any further inquiries are cut off as his right hand flashes up in an attempt to catch the ball right out of the air. It's far too much for him to get a grip on, though, and the resulting impact sends the Southsynd lieutenant at high velocity into the nearest wall, planting him into it hard enough to cause him to just hang there. It's knocked him senseless, cobwebs clouding his brain as he just hangs in his new spot on the wall. He's in a state of brain-no-worky for the moment, too concussed to really function properly.
And almost as soon as it emerges the cannon retreats back to it's home, and Maxima looks perfectly like his usual self. Brushing some debris off himself, the cyrborg takes a quick scan of both Yamazaki and Shenwoo's fallen forms. Yes..they wouldn't be getting up any time soon, it looked like. Medical staff for the fight were nearby in case any treatment would be needed, though the Canadian himself will be fine if left alone with his automated repairs systems long enough. Using that had been a bit of a gamble, but it paid off...and besides, Yamazaki was clearly insane, so who'd believe anything he said?! With a hearty laugh and slight limp in his step the brawler will stride out of the now thoroughly ruined antique shop. Sure to hit the road as soon as everything relevant to the matter is checked out. Could never stay in on place for too long when you were on the run, after all!
Log created on 20:06:36 05/20/2007 by Shenwoo, and last modified on 06:07:59 05/24/2007.