Description: Two mountains of meat and a schoolgirl walk into a bar. Sounds like a bad joke. But it is a totally awesome display of the power of the meatman. (Result: Draw)
Welcome to sunny California, and the spot we're going today is... wait, Lou's Tavern in San Pedro? That's not right!
But yes... yes it is. The Biker Bar is full of cameras. At least, as many as they could fit without the regulars getting all peeved off.
Bikers you don't actually want to fight. They want to however, and as long as the Bikers take up the space, the SNF crew has to back off and let them watch. After all, some space for some entertainment? It's a fair trade.
The tavern's still littered with tables and chairs, but it doesn't matter. They want the brawlers to use the chairs. Hell, they probably have a whole supply of chairs so that other bikers can break chairs over other peoples heads! It just goes like that after all. Breaking chairs and tables on peoples heads are the staple of brawling.
And here, in this fight between two massive meat monsters, there sure is a room for that. One one side of the bar, the massive seven foot british wonder stands, hair all shimmering and with a mug in his hand, drinking it down. Everyone has to come equiped with this weapon.
A rather shaggy looking announcer comes up. Probably because he is a regular. It's for flavor, unlike everything else here, which reeks of alcohol and other such.
"Over here, this is BIRDIE. Haha, Birdie." The large man just chuckles. Sure is a damn funny name. Birdie even thinks so. That's the point. "Over there, Brian. Real football man." The older man then looks down.
"Oh... hahahaha. HAHAHAHA! And we got this little pretty girl here guys. Mizuki! School girl. Alright. Lets get this started!" And the mans leaves. BUT THE FIGHTERS STAY.
COMBATSYS: Birdie has started a fight here on the left meter side.
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Birdie 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Brian has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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Birdie 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Brian
COMBATSYS: Mizuki has joined the fight here.
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Mizuki 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Brian
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Birdie 0/-------/-------|
Brian's been to this bar before. He stomped some little euromonkey crotchrocket pantshat after the punk spilled a beer on his eelskin boots. And after the guy spilled blood on his boots, the Texan didn't stop until one of the regulars asked him to stop.
He's got a lot of respect for these people. They do what he does, which is make people bleed for fun and profit. It's that drug trafficking thing that they do that has kept him from actually joining one of the riderships. Oh well.
It's likely that there are few people Birdie has encountered taller than himself. Without the hat, the top of Brian's hair would be perfectly in line with the top of the Brit's mohawk. But Brian's wearing the hat, which adds a few more inches to his frame. Draining his own mug, he mentally prepares himself for the fight... by pulling out a flask and draining that, too. Stepping up, he approaches the other meatscraper, a slight smirk on his face.
This will be fun. Everyone loves a fight.
But before things get started, Brian offers a hand to Birdie. A gesture of respect. From Brian, this is rare, but these two have fought together. The Brit wasn't a jagoff. The Texan can appreciate that. But once the handshake ends, the fight begins...
'Show them how tough you are.' Right. Mizuki... thankfully decided to wear more -normal- clothes to this location rather than her usual fighting getup. Being in the crowd of bikers is bad enough... though strangely, they're relatively receptive to her. Not -all- macho tough guys, maybe. Still... she's wearing a typical teenage outfit for the day--white hoodie sweatshirt with a blue satin band across the chest, about six inches wide, blue jeans, and sneakers. On her hands she wears black leather, fingerless gloves, and her hair is tied up in its usual ponytail.
"Show them how tough a schoolgirl can be," she murmurs... as a Chaos Agent. She isn't really very chaotic... but she'll do her best. But man... -look- at these two. She isn't sure what the 'rules' are for this fight... whether the Chaos Agent is off-limits or not. She's not hear to win anything, that's for sure... but... well. She'll just have to figure it out. But she isn't going to do anything until these two are going to start their fight...
Birdie looks towards Brian. He's worked with the man before. Indeed he has. And it was a great battle. Amazing. Fantastic. They pummeled kids so hard off the boat it was magical. No, meattastic. It almost brought the Brit a bleedin' heart here. But he couldn't do it. A fight's a fight, and he's gotta. Hell, a friendly fight? Brit's never had one of those except with like, Katana.
As Brian offers the brit a handshake, he looks, actually putting his drink down to grab Brian's hand, and shake. It's a real, hard hanshake. He nods to Brain, and then finishes his drink.
Everyone loves a fight after all.
When the fight begins, Birdie doesn't immidiately attack. He flings the glass asside and raises up his fists to signal to Brian that it's begun. He probably already know, so the fights under way.
Birdie doesn't attempt any throws. Oh no, he just sends a missive fist towards Brian's chest, attempting to drive him back something whicked. "This is gonna be fun, bloke! Don't hold nuthin' back now!" Birdie grins a nice grin. Surprisingly, it still makes you want to hit him.
COMBATSYS: Brian endures Birdie's Medium Punch.
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Mizuki 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Brian
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Birdie 0/-------/-------|
Taking a massive fist to the chest isn't always fun. But what can be said for the punch is that it was expected, and he did indeed expect it to hurt. So when Birdie punches him, Brian absorbs it. If he was a lesser man, it could've caved in his chest. Instead, it simply pushes him back a few steps.
Cough. "Nice one," the Texan says, the smirk on his face begging to get smacked off. "As long as you're bringing your A game, I'll be bringing mine."
Rushing a few steps in, the former linebacker attempts to drive his fist into Birdie's midsection. He doesn't wanna smack the man in the face just yet... it might get the Brit too mad and he might make a mistake. Something to be said for a clean fight between two masters of the meat.
Right... well, looks like they've started. Mizuki really feels uncomfortable doing this--it really goes against what she thinks of as 'fair play'. Then again, she had to deal with her own Chaos Agent match just a few weeks ago. She just has to hope that they don't want to just pound her into the ground. Right.
"C'mon Mizuki, get your act together," she murmurs, then straightens her back, so to speak. She looks back and forth. Both these guys look formidable. As a Chaos Agent, she doesn't really want to stay 'on the field of battle' so to speak... so she's going to opt for a 'passing' attack. From her spot on the sidelines, she begins to move--
--dashing forward and attempting to strike Birdie with a flying kick--probalby it won't hurt him much, but it serves its purpose, doesn't it? She's really going to have to work up to the bigger stuff.
COMBATSYS: Birdie blocks Brian's Medium Punch.
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Mizuki 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Brian
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Birdie 0/-------/------=|
COMBATSYS: Birdie endures Mizuki's Light Kick.
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Mizuki 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Brian
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Birdie 0/-------/-----==|
"Oh, I'll be brining my A game, bloke. Then we're going to really have fun!" He announces as Brian actually takes his punch to the chest and just continues driving forward. Birdie's none too quick about things, but as the punch is brought into his chest, the meaty arms come up. And he's not letting it out just yet.
Bam. The fist strikes hard, but it doesn't do much but leave a nice bruise on Birdie's arm. "Hah. Nice bloke." Birdie states as it's bashed. But then another strike come. The kick, right towards his ass. As he does. The flying kick strikes into him. But does he move? Oh hells no. And why would he? There's no damn reason to do it. He's not going to run away from a little girl.
"Thanks chick-a-dee!" He calls as he's propelled faster towards Brian. And Brian might not be too happy whats coming. Arms up, Birdie manages to get a hold of his chain, and actually go for the man's neck as he 'races' (slowly) by, attempting to choke Brian before thrusting the chain at the ground, his fist even striking the ground.
If it all works like it's planned, Brian might be eating ground.
Mizuki however, Birdie thought she was not as cute as Hotaru, but he's not lookin, so you're all safe in this world and lifetime. Birdie's significant other is beer.
COMBATSYS: Brian interrupts Bad Scrap from Birdie with Samurai Bomb.
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Mizuki 0/-------/-------|====---\-------\0 Brian
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Birdie 1/-------/=======|
A wry grin crosses Brian's face. "I thought you'd appreciate it," he says, taking a step back as his opponent gets swatted on the behind by the schoolgirl. "Hey, I thought this was a fight, not a game of grabass," he calls over towards Mizuki.
That's when he gets a chain around his neck. Hrk.
The chain doesn't feel good, and being choked doesn't either. But when Birdie yanks on it? Trying to pull him down?
Nuh-uh.
Instead, the Texan reaches out and catches the Brit's neck with a massive hand... and picks him up. Picks him. Up. Picks him the f*** up. By the throat. "Good try," he rasps, before wheeling the other giant around and leaping into the air, driving Birdie into the floor and his weight into his hand. What happens when gravity and force take control of over 300 pounds of meat, and focus them on a vital point of someone's body?
Pain, obviously.
Wh... whoa! Brian just done gone and -messed someone up- there. Mizuki's eyes widen and she kind of cringes because yeah, that looked like it hurt. In fact, she looks like she doesn't want to get -near- Brian now... not that she looks scared, oh no! Just... wary. Very wary. And then a couple bikers lean over.
"Hey c'mon girl! You supposed t' be showin' em what fer! Hey I know, let us help ya out!" And they get up. And reach down. And -grab their bench-.
"Hey wait what no don't-- oh my GOD!" she cries, her voice nearly lost to the crowd's roaring anyways... And man, look at that bench. Just... -look- at it. It's not a normal bench, it's friggin' made of like black oak or something.
Mizuki is waving her hands back and forth, frantically, trying to stop the two bikers who have -entirely the wrong impression- about the nature of these things, but then she just has to dive out of the way as the men give the bench the old heave-ho! ... at least their aim is good, reflects Mizuki, as she watches the bench sail out and over and then begin to drop... right onto Birdie... -and- Brian... possibly.
COMBATSYS: Mizuki successfully hits Birdie with Large Thrown Object.
- Power hit! -
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Mizuki 0/-------/------=|====---\-------\0 Brian
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Birdie 1/-----==/=======|
Birdie's life is pain. There's no denying it. Surely none at all! But it doesn't matter. No never. In fact, Birdie's just getting started. Or ended. Something like that. As soon as he attempts to take Brian done, it's really not that smart. Grantedly, he knows Brian is a power house. And he finds it out just how hard.
Blam. Taken to the floor, BAMF. Birdie's struck rediculously hard as Birdie is grabbed by the throat, and then bashing him into the ground. Brian's body is pure pain. The man just drives him into the ground. Biride's burning here. He's like a whick of a candle surrounded by melted wax. He's gotta step it on.
"Hah... nice." Birdie manages to say through the blood. He's getting up now. Yeah, he'll get up now. But no, he doesn't! Then the women quite literally smacks him with the bench. It hurts, but you know something funny? It's still like a beesting, even if it cracks onto his head. "Hahahaha. Little bee's got a stinger." Birdie manages to calls before he gets up, attempting to grab Brian as soon as he gets up too.
And from there, well, Birdie's just attempting to bash his head into the man. Over and over and over again. If this disorients him, there's going to be some real pain.
COMBATSYS: Brian dodges Mizuki's Large Thrown Object.
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Mizuki 0/-------/------=|====---\-------\0 Brian
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COMBATSYS: Birdie successfully hits Brian with Bull Revenger.
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Mizuki 0/-------/------=|=======\=------\1 Brian
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Right after the few jagged headbutts, Brian might find himself disoriented. Taking the time, Birdie does what he did before. But this time, Brian cannot stop him. The chain finds it's way around Brian's necks, collapsing around him and Birdie squeezing it tight. Knowing fully well what's coming next, some people step back.
Immidiately Birdie yanks the chain upwards, literally pulling Brian off of his feet and into the air, choking him with every moment as the man becomes the first ex-football player in history to take to space.
But it's short lived.
Pulling down, Birdie attempts to rip the man back to earth in a serious display of strength. As the chain spirals up, it's just yanked back. And Brian's choked once more as he's driven into the hardwood floor.
After that, the chain just falls off of him. Birdie's spent.
"Now lets see yours, bloke." Oh yeah. This could get ugly!
Oh Jesus f***.
Nothing like being lynched to open one's eyes. Especially when you're being strung up with a large metal chain and beaten in the meantime. After the series of blows finally ends and the Texan crashes to the hardwood and into a half-dried puddle of American lager, he remains motionless on his back for a long moment. "Well, that sucked," he coughs, aspirating blood which settles on his face in misty spots.
Rolling over, Brian slowly pulls himself onto his hands and knees, his head hanging down. With great effort, he rises slightly onto his hands and feet... and that's when it happens.
His head snaps up. Something that looks like the faint outline of Texas longhorns flashes off the side of his skull. He snorts, the aspirated blood causing a visible cloud to shoot forth. His right foot paws at the ground. His shoulders glow slightly like football pads. And then he charges.
Exploding off the four-point stance, Brian aims to slam both shoulder and forearm into Birdie's midsection, the force of which could easily take the enormous man off his feet and send him into the air. But this isn't enough, oh no. This charge is reversed quickly and started anew, for a full four passes, each time trying to launch the Brit skyward again.
Toot toot, all aboard. The Pain Train is on track 4.
"... well... I guess that was... chaotic." Mizuki gulps. "Oh man, I hope they don't get mad at me for that... guys thanks but uh... can--can you just watch for now? I think they're both probably close to out anyways," she says, with the practiced tone of an experienced fighter. But she already knows something--she really doesn't want to fight either of these guys for real... too scary!
In fact, Mizuki herself walks over to the bar and, ordering as confidently as she can, says, "C... can I have a Sprite?" Okay, so not all that confident, but at least the barkeep doesn't laugh at her. Much.
COMBATSYS: Birdie interrupts Big Bang Tackle from Brian with Bull Spike.
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Mizuki 0/-------/------=|====---\-------\0 Brian
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This has to be the most fastest, knock down beat up fight ever in the history of SNF.
This is what fans come to watch, come to love. This is what everyone keeps coming back for. And hell, Birdie and Brian is going to be making a splash in the rating. All the crowd of Bikers are estatic as Brian gets back up, and moves back to fight Birdie.
Even before the next shot is thrown, it's great. The world is an amazing place covered in a pile of meat.
"Yeah, but that punk on board got in the way. Hahaha. You shouda seen his face bloke. Bloody classic." Birdie states off towards Brian, even offering a chuckle. Tenma sure wasn't expecting that.
But Birdie ain't expecting this. Brian rises, and Birdie fights against him. Man, to Birdie it looks like Brians possessed. The fights sure got em both enthralled, and that's what matters in the end. Two fighters that like to fight.
As Brian gets down, Birdie just wonders what the hells up. And then there is when the man explodes, right into Birdie's midsection is caught in the rushing energy. It seers into him, and Birdie's bashed against the wall. Even on the first pass, he's experiencing a load of pain.
But he's not going to let Brian bulldoze him.
The second pass, Birdie makes a stand. Feet spread out and hold the meatmountain in place against Brian's tackle. It hurts. His legs are giving. His body is breaking under the tackle... but he needs only a second, forcing Brian to get out of his stance, Birdie lodges his hair into the mans chest as he pushes, and then heaves up and over, using Brian's own momentum to send him flying.
Birdie's smarter than he looks. Well, sometimes. You're not supposed to know that!
Still, Birdie's on the edge. He can barely damn see straight. "That damn hurt still." Birdie states to Brian. With good reason too. They both hit like tanks.
Well, Brian just joined the Texas Air National Guard. But unlike the most famous member of that outfit, he now has some flying experience.
Ooh, zing. )
The former meatbacker and meatcar racer comes crashing down into a pile of tables and chairs pushed aside for the fight. It's total carnage as his weight and momentum shatter most everything relatively close to them, including knocking a few neon signs and wooden paneling off the wall and on top of the rubble. In fact, the carnage is such that Brian himself cannot be seen. He has been enveloped in wood, metal and glass.
It's a long moment as the dust settles a bit... before the Texas Tornado explodes out of the carnage. He looks like hell, with glass and wood shards sticking out of him in various locations, blood coating most of his clothing, and his lips and forehead bloodied and open. But he also looks like a man posessed, as his outward explosion is heading straight at Birdie. Like a football, he's in a tight spiral, his aim to give Birdie one hell of a headbutt. It's almost like Vega's FPC. A MeatPC, if you will.
Unfortunately for Brian, no matter if he makes contact or not... his momentum will once again cause his downfall. For he's heading straight for the bar... and after making contact with it, his head crashes through and there he will stay.
COMBATSYS: Brian can no longer fight.
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Birdie 0/-------/=======|=------\-------\0 Mizuki
COMBATSYS: Birdie endures Brian's Brian Tornado.
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Birdie 1/-----==/=======|=------\-------\0 Mizuki
Brian's heading for Birdie. Oh he is. But behind Birdie is the damn bar. Now, I don't think anyones had such a tough choice before. This brit loves some damn whiskey and now that Brian's going for it, well, it's not his fault really.
But Brian's possessed. He's fighting hard. And Birdie's really damn happy he is. So what does he do? He plants his large ass there and accepts Brian's meat tornado, or the BPC, as Birdie'll call it, as he gets taken back.
He's driving far back, into the bar stools. Into the main bar.
But he stops Brian short of the drinks with a little push.
Breathing heavily, Birdie chuckles. "Bloody brutal, bloke." And he smiles.
And then falls down too, causing a small after shock.
Brian totally meant FINAL MEAT CRUSHER. Since that's what it was named.
Really.
But that about ends up the Saturday Night Fight! Everyones a winner here. Everyone. They draw, and Mizuki gets to say she stepped foot into a bar and attacked some really mean looking blokes, and was too powerful that the didn't even strike her back. Because this is totally the truth.
As well, Geese gets to watch it all on tape.
Everyone wins!
COMBATSYS: Birdie takes no action.
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COMBATSYS: Birdie can no longer fight.
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Log created on 15:06:24 12/15/2007 by Brian, and last modified on 13:08:53 12/17/2007.