Description: It's a happy Easter party in Metro City! And by happy we of course mean somewhat worrisome with Mad Gear jeering at it. But wait-- Igniz is here! But wait-- IT'S THE HAGGAR
Today is the day that god was reborn, rising up from his grave three days after he passed away for his second coming. There is much celebration, a time of renewal, one of procreation and re-establishment of life. To prosper and to live is all that Easter Sunday stands for, and the music, the happiness, the thoughtful gazes of many would make it a better place to live.
This is true, even for Metro City. A city infested with crime to be weeded out by its Mayor, under siege from Katana and the Mad Gear gang. A wonderful place to live albiet the many different threats that exist, as even as this is all going on, they still have enough street for the parade to go by. Security keeps the gang members away for the most part. Many of them are allowed to watch as long as they don't try anything anything hasty.
The people are gathered, happy and cheering. Many children wake up to find easter baskets around their house. Some go to the parades to welcome the day in. With multicolored bunnies, eggs, birds and other signs of spring and renewal. There is nothing that could be wrong today. It's all terribly fine. Dandy. The sun is out, the wind is just enough to play upon the organs and other instraments of nature. The temperature is decidedly about 40 degrees F, still chilly, but with the sun it isn't so bad.
And in the back of the multicolored floats, follows the Easter Bunny and the egg dancers, a robed figure has taken his seat at the end of the parade.
For after all, the day is tribute to him, and him alone.
Near the middle of the parade, who could that be? Im... impossible! Could the rumors be false? No, it's probably an impersonator. He wouldn't show up outside, not so suddenly.
The mystery man stands on a float in the middle of the parade, the MCPD float, ringed by police officers in pastel uniforms, who toss eggs filled with badge-shaped candy to children on the side. They quite blatantly ignore tossing eggs to visible gang members, because these are the good cops of Metro City. He would not tolerate any corrupt elements near him.
The orage plated boots... olive green pants... black tanktop stretched tight over bulging muscles... even the single strap, lying across his chest. That mighty mustache could only belong to the real Mayor Mike Haggar, right? But impersonators are very good at their craft. He stands stoically, looking out over the assemblage, the slight frown hidden by his facial growth. He's letting himself get distracted. He's forgetting what his damn job is. Look at them all, just standing out in the open, hooting and yelling. Mad Gear, everywhere. Haggar (?) tilts his head to the side with a sharp crack. He's going to have to look at funding when he gets back to the office.
He just barely catches the odd tone of the crowd behind him, mutters rippling outward from the unorthodox figure in the back. That wasn't in the program. Haggar glances over his shoulder.
The Mayor of Metro City, to arrange a Parade in his honor? It's very flattering, after all. He had not thought that he would be as welcomed as he was. But for the mayor to go out of his way to pay tribute to him. The figure does no move, cloaked from head to toe, only hair visiable at first the the gothic, dark purple robe. Hair that slithers through the cracks of the hood.
Looking about, the figure smiled beneath, it slowly spreading across his face faster than a wild fire could consume a dry forest, bedding with leaves. As he passed, others did not speak, save for questions about the man. He was most definitely not Santa Claus, and the Easter bunny was before him, which also rules out that. But he sits, for obviously, this day would be a message to those that may have forgotten of his existence entirely.
The presence of the Mayor makes the entire affair more effective. It would not be a slaughter, but a show of strength that Haggar will know first hand, and others will watch. Who the man is, however, few may truly know, and most importantly, those are the people he's aiming at.
Slowly, the cloaked figure raised himself off the seat, standing at the top of his chair. He makes no move, but makes his appearence more obvious. He says nothing. He doesn't move. He just waits for the mayor to arrive.
After all, he is the star of the show. And the show cannot begin with its star.
It only confuses everyone even more than they already are when the Haggar impersonator turns around, and leaps off the back of the float, calmly and casually walking the wrong way down the parade. A few police officers break away to escort him, but he waves them off. That familiar feeling is creeping up the back of his neck - they'll just get hurt if they stick around.
He waits until he's close enough for his low voice to carry through the din before rumbling out a challenge. "Dark purple robe? That's not in the Easter spirit." He reaches behind, thrusting a hand into his back pocket. "Don't you know how seriously we take our Easter parade, son?"
Slowly and grimly, Mike Haggar lifts a floppy bunny ear headband from his pocket. Eyes hard, he fastens it to his head.
For many the debate about if this is the true Haggar or not is still out, but for the robed figure, he's quite sure of who he is. Perhaps because he himself easily manipulates others, playing himself as other people often, and causing even his loyalist subjects to think that he is a just man. A god. Divine in every way.
As Haggar approaches the last float, as if planned, it stops dead infront of him, directly at his feet. The robbed figure pivots down towards Haggar as he stands, speaking up at him. "But..." The figure starts, as he slowly begins to descend from the stairs to his throne. "I am being serious, most serious Mayor Haggar." He begins, his face shrouded beneath the robe yet still.
"For this parade, is it not about a time of renewal? Rebirth?" He says. All of a sudden, the wind goes dead. Raising his head back, the robe itself flutters powerfully, rearranging itself in such a way that it seemed to have a mind of its own. A sound of prayer, not by, but for the man is heard as his face comes into view, the cloth floating in air, even without the air itself to propell it.
"This is my rebirth, as a god. And it is very nice of you to hold a parade in my honor."
Standing three steps above Haggar, Igniz looks down, a self important smirk on his divine features. There is no malice, but this brutal god needs none in his eyes. For he has plently everywhere else.
COMBATSYS: Haggar has started a fight here.
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Haggar 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Igniz has joined the fight here.
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Igniz 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Haggar
As Haggar approaches, the feeling intensifies, and he knows where this chance meeting is going to go. Now that his pink bunny ears are fastened, he reaches behind his strap, taking out the two thick fingerless leather gloves pinned there, pulling them onto his hands. Something else comes away as well, carefully palmed.
"Metro City has enough yahoos right now. I like the ones that talk, y'know. It only takes the space of a few words before I can figure out just how far gone they are." He shifts the grip on whatever he's holding. "Like right now, I already know you're full of yourself, overconfident, an' probably tell a bunch of deluded people what to do. You've got a good sense of showmanship, though."
One more step. Pivot. His right hand whips across. "Too bad I don't like your show! I've never been a fan of God complexes!"
Briiiiiiick.
COMBATSYS: Haggar successfully hits Igniz with Thrown Object.
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Igniz 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Haggar
Igniz looks towards Haggar still. He's heard a few things about the mayor, and one of them is that he never backs down. Even when Igniz declares what he is, a god, he still stands around. And the bunny ears? They're very tacky. Very tacky indeed.
"Oh, it does? It's most unfortunate that your city is being siezed by other forces, but that is not my problem at all." Igniz states, and then Haggar runs through a small list that describes Igniz almost to a T. "I see. It's most unfortunate th-"
ZiiiiiipBRICK.
Igniz's body convulses for a moment the second the brick strikes his face. It breaks upon his scalp, leaving an indent in his forehead. Pieces of the brick are found amongst his features, and a small, trickling line of blood trail down from his face. His perfection... ruined? "Overbearing barbarian." Igniz states in a low scowl as he wipes it away.
But he does not press. Instead, he looks towards the Mayor, and turns his palms towards the man, barely moving both his hands up.
He beckons Haggar to come once more. "It's a shame, that the Mayor of such a fine city doesn't wish to educate himself further."
COMBATSYS: Igniz assists Haggar.
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Igniz 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Haggar
Many fighters get angry when another opponent doesn't take them seriously.
Haggar, however, has the experience to take every advantage he can get.
The crowd has begun to mutter. Is this some kind of staged fight? Some ploy by Haggar's to look less like he's letting the city down? Get this crime under control... that's what they're saying, and Haggar hears them. For once in a long, long time, the crowd isn't on his side. That bothers him more than any underestimation.
Growling, he dives after the brick, one mighty hand outstretched. "In what, crackpot theory? Sorry, I've had my fill." He kicks off the side of the chair when he gets close enough, trying to clamp his hand down on Igniz's shoulder and get an arm around his neck as he comes up to back of Igniz's roost, a knee flying out to simply slam right through it, carrying the robed man with him to just dump him hard on the ground, swinging his own body up so that he takes the brunt of his weight as well.
COMBATSYS: Igniz counters Strong Throw from Haggar with Void Genocide.
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Igniz 0/-------/-----==|=====--\-------\0 Haggar
Igniz is one such of those fighters that get angry when one doesn't quake in fear of his name. A god should be respected, loved. And if none of them, feared by others about him. As Haggar does not respect him, nor love him, there is only a single thing left for Igniz to do, and simple as it may sound, he must strike fear into the hearts of the Mayor and his populous.
Even as experienced as Haggar is, Igniz will not budge for the man. He awaits for Haggar to strike, beckoning him on. And he does. Even as the crowd seems to be against Haggar, if only a few, it may be enough to defeat the man in his weakned state. They say Mike Haggar loses his power s the people loose faith. Can it be true?!
But that is no matter. Even as Haggar arcs out, fighting into Igniz's space, the armored figure does not budge. He will not move for any man, and why should a god? He should not lose ground. As dives after the brick, and kicks off the chair, Igniz spins, as if he knew what Haggar was doing. As if he could see into the future and see what the Mayor would do.
The only thing that answers Haggar clamping his hand down on his shoulder is a single hand, outstretched towards Haggar's chest, the palm resting directly against his muscles. "I would rethink... if you were a wise man, Mayor." Igniz says, his voice manifested in a way to depict wisdom. A geyser of white chi errupts from his palm, searing out directly into the Mayor's abs and would eliminate all threat of further conflict for the moment.
Igniz begins to dismout his throne, moving to the asphalt road below.
Goddamn energy fighters. The blast sears his abdomen, scorching his shirt, and causing him to spin away. He lands scraping on the backs of his heels, sliding back against the road. The parade has stopped. The crowd is gathering. Has it become some kind of public protest against the Mayor, a public shaming? How scandalous!
But then Haggar twitches his feet, slamming down and somersaulting backwards, playing out the momentum. Could some impersonator in a muscle suit do that? Smoke rises from his stomach as he rolls his shoulders, smoothing his mustache with his thumb. The bunny ears remain in his thick hair, with no desires to move. "Hhhmph."
The big man plants his feet, holding his arms to either side, settling into his stance and centering his balance. Like a shot, he abruptly leaps forward, reclaiming the distance and swinging his feet up, locking his boots together. His legs snap rigidly out at Igniz's chest.
COMBATSYS: Igniz blocks Haggar's Drop Kick.
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Igniz 0/-------/----===|======-\-------\0 Haggar
The leader of NESTS is not just an energy fighters, he's one of the more powerful ones, amplified by many techniques, and as well, the battlesuit that's built for him. It fits him like a glove, hugging his perfect figure more than any woman could hope. Well, save the few chosen that he does actually like, which, they are few and far between. God must be picky.
It would not suprise Igniz when Haggar gets up, as his opponent, even while wearing bunny ears, is a powerful one. One that he must look out for, lest he throw himself to the muscles of the Mayor of Metro City. Haggar would not disappoint. It would not be a single sided battle. Not at all.
Even as the big man moves off like a shot, Igniz can see what he's planning. He stops abruptly, four discs appearing in the air to soften the mans blow. Igniz recieves a small portion of the pressure as they fade away. The suit was obviously boosting his powers. "The bunny ears are a good touch," Igniz states, back up, almost waiting for Haggar to get up once more.
Even as he does, a hand is shot out towards Haggar. Like a gunshot, the strike is instantaneous, firing out towards Haggar's chest, blurring through the air. Igniz's battle suit only amplified everything. One could say he had all his epics. "but enough. I come with an offer." Igniz begins, "I will help you crush those infesting your pristine city... for a price."
COMBATSYS: Igniz successfully hits Haggar with Medium Punch.
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Igniz 0/-------/----===|=======\=------\1 Haggar
Igniz's next punch bruises muscle and rocks bone, taking out a swath of cloth. Haggar is knocked back a step, but he's not surprised by the power beyond what the slighter frame should hold. He takes a closer look at Igniz, the design of his uniform, the way it moves. The corners of his eyes crinkle up. He's fought something like this before.
"I've always thought of myself as a good judge of character, y'know? Everything about you... boy, you don't seem like the kind of guy I should trust."
He plants his feet then, dropping his shoulder and slamming forward. "...and I've been doing this city too much of a disservice already! These people deserve more than for me to hand off the business of keeping them safe to someone else! It's time for me to take Metro Back... with my own two hands!" It's more than a shoulder drive, though. If Haggar finds purchase, he'll fling his arms up, propelling Igniz up high into the air, the mayor thrusting a finger upward and calling out:
"Roll the dice!"
COMBATSYS: Igniz endures Haggar's Gamble Slam.
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Igniz 0/-------/=======|=------\-------\0 Haggar
"GAMBLE SLAM!"
Any lingering chance that this might be an impersonator is thrown to the wind as Haggar leaps up after Igniz, a blue flash of light washing along the ground behind him. He catches the prettyboy before he reaches the apex of his flight, pulling him into a hold as he starts to whirl through the air.
Haggar comes whirling back to Earth like a meteor, landing in a perfect bridge with Igniz's body smashed against the pavement, cracks spiderwebbing in a wide circle. Without giving him a chance to draw breath, the Mayor leaps forward, twisting him around and forward to hold him by his legs and slam his back down once more, the powerbomb shaking the ground. He springs one last time, finishing it off by twisting Igniz around and hurling him straight downward, landing a small distance away.
"Jackpot."
Igniz, perhaps in one of his more foolish moments, waited. He waited too long for Haggar to go. So many different options to choose from, so many in fact that he had mistakenly allowed Haggar to get too close. "Oh, I'm afraid to hear that, Mayor Haggar." Igniz states delicately, "I would have simply made your trouble... go away." He manages to accent the last portion, even as Mike advances, and he does, right into Igniz. He's taking the city back, and starting with Igniz!
Without moving, without stopping it, he's thrown into the air, but he allows himself to be in a last minite gambit, shifting his feet to push himself into the blow. If anything, he'll grasp at the edges. Haggar grabs hold of him, leaping up to where Igniz awaits unable to escape. He grabs hold and clutches the armor suit heavily. One can almost hear, feel Igniz's temper flaring inside. For a man to grasp a god like such was unacceptable!
But it would not matter as the world began to spin, thanks to Mike Haggar. He impacts, spiderwebs appearing over his armor as he lays there. Attempting to get up proved fruitless as Haggar sent Igniz into the ground once more, clutching him by his angles and slamming him into the ground. And Igniz lands, moving through it all, in the ground while he's tossed.
But he doesn't just lay there. In the last moment, the shielding of the armor once more returned, throwing him up to his feet, and towards the Mayor while he lands. Even as he rushes, the cape of the armor snakes forward, the chi amplifier on the end opening as a shackle to connect to the muscular man's leg.
Igniz was brutally struck, he was battered, but he was not out. "How DARE you touch... defile a god as such!" He cries, "How dare you!" Igniz cries.
And if the shackle does strike, it simply connect, sealing around Haggar's leg, and lifting him into the air, pumping chi directly into his body, and tossing him backwards, up and over Igniz without even a thought.
COMBATSYS: Igniz successfully hits Haggar with Cape Sweep.
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Igniz 1/-------/=======|=======\-------\1 Haggar
The throw is not the problem. Haggar can land from damn near anything, bending his body in ways people with that much muscle shouldn't be able to. It's the energy, burning away at his spirit, that's what gets him. He growls in pain as he goes flying back, skidding into a roll.
His hand slams down, ripping up a bit of cracked pavement, and his travel stops. The crowd's murmuring begins to change tone. Has the Mayor come back? Does he mean what he says? The big man picks himself back up, blood soaking through the back of his tanktop. But he's grinning. "Yep... there it is." He brings his hands together, cracking his knuckles, blinking blood out of his eyes from another wound on his forehead. "No man that talks like that ever did this city an inch of good." He holds his right hand to the side. Someone, anyone...
A young man, perhaps 14, pushes his way through the crowd, dragging a trashcan behind him. Not everyone is losing faith in the mayor, and some still know the signs. He pulls a length of discarded wood planking from the can, hurling it out. It smacks into the Mayor's hand satisfyingly.
The big man roars his challenge as he leaps for Igniz, gripping the plank in both hands, bringing it around with all his might and shooting for the stars.
COMBATSYS: Igniz blocks Haggar's Random Weapon.
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Igniz 1/------=/=======|=======\-------\1 Haggar
The leader of NESTS watches simply as Haggar's aid begins to come through the ranks, even as he gets up. He's fighting hard. Very hard, and Igniz can understand. He's fighting for the people. Simply said, he's fighting for all the people. And he's not pretending to either, the main thing that seperates the two fighters. "I don't care. I don't care about you at all. I extended my friendship and you've turned me down. You've only influenced more happenings in your precious city." The man states, "To disobey god is unthinkable. Worthy of extinction!" Igniz bellows as Haggar's aided with a plank.
Without striking directy, the NESTS leader couldn't get close enough. So instead, the armor of the suit once more formed into existance, chi barriers protecting Igniz with a simple movement. Still force pushes its way through, sending him sliding backwards, through asphalt itself, grinding th road beneath.
"I will watch from afar, to watch as you fail your precious city and its inhabitants. You have made a critical err." Igniz says as he grabs a hold of part of the float with both hands, ripping and tearing at it with his strength before tossing it towards Haggar, his own creation coming back to destroy him.
COMBATSYS: Haggar dodges Igniz's Large Thrown Object.
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Igniz 1/------=/=======|=======\-------\1 Haggar
The wood shatters against Igniz, and Haggar tosses it away. "You're pretty fired up for someone who doesn't care," Haggar grins. He reacts quickly when Igniz takes ahold of the float, moving to put nothing but road behind him - and then diving to the side once the abandoned float comes back at him, letting it bounce on past him.
He doesn't give Igniz any more time to collect himself, as he'd rather bring him for another ride. "I think I've failed enough!" Those huge hands and arms come out again, reaching, grasping. It's like an alligator lunging.
COMBATSYS: Igniz dodges Haggar's Screw Piledriver.
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Igniz 1/------=/=======|=======\=------\1 Haggar
Even as Haggar moves, Igniz moves faster. "I care, Haggar. Oh I care. A god must be thoughtful of those that live around him. I'm just dismayed that my services are denied, even if I offered them to you plainly without any strings attached. To see a lack of trust is disheartening." Igniz says as he floats backwards, directkly out of the range of the huge hands.
But it's not like he's going to stay away. No, Haggar is a brawler. To fight him outside his strength would be smart, yet it wouldn't gauge his true potential. "I think that you haven't. You have time to fall yet still." Igniz begins as he grasps for something near. And dirites his hands by grabbing a hold of street lamp, tearing it out of the ground, twisting metal and burning it with his hot white chi, before twisting it directly towards the mayor, still yet sparking.
COMBATSYS: Haggar counters Random Weapon from Igniz with Power Swing.
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Igniz 1/----===/=======|=------\-------\0 Haggar
It happens in an instant. The big man doesn't look like he should even have the time to react after his failed grab. The street lamp comes hurtling toward him.
His hands snap up and around the offending end of the streetlamp. Igniz needs the chi to distort the metal - it crumples beneath Haggar's hands like paper. One foot whips out to steady him, and he spins to brace the lamp on his shoulder. Without giving Igniz the time to let go, Haggar pulls forward and leans, killing the swing's momentum and whipping it up, over his head, and back down like a sledgehammer.
Haggar lets the lamp fall afterward, wiping his hands off on his pants, and then reaching up nonchalantly to smooth his mustache. "Speaking of falling, looks like you just toppled off that pedestal of yours."
To say Igniz wasn't just a little bit surprised by the strength that Haggar showed would be an understatment. Perhaps Kyo's flame wasn't the only think he should set his mind to. Perhaps there was something entirely more he could explore. But that's for another story. One that will end in a much different tone.
Here, the god could only watch as Haggar catches it. All his strength into the blow, and it's quickly thrown aside simply by Haggar's will and strength. Something that Igniz couldn't top. And when it comes up and then comes down, the shields of chi that appear break. His armor is crushed inwards as he's sent towards the ground, crushing in by the powerful metal strike. It sounds like metal against metal as it crushes, breaking inwards and stabbing Igniz in the chest. Blood can be seen, and Igniz isn't growing to like such a pain.
"Hah... hahahahah! I fell from no pedastal, mayor! I have yet to prop it up." He states slowly as his armor continues to flutter ever still, his feet holding together as if held by glue. He looks towards Haggar with a smile, a bloody, beat up smile.
"IF you are not afraid of me, then come," Igniz wills, beckoning him once more. "Come and finish a god."
COMBATSYS: Igniz focuses on his next action.
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Igniz 1/----===/=======|=------\-------\0 Haggar
Let it never be said that Haggar doesn't leap to fulfill requests. He's already moving for Igniz as he starts coming back to his feet, a long lope to conserve his energy, extending into one last charge when he eggs him on. Sure, the other man can act like he's ready for it, but is he? Are you ever ready for extreme Haggar action?
He hits like a train, one foot kicking the streetlamp away, the other coming in to lock behind Igniz's ankle. The crowd has begun to swing back around as Haggar starts throwing around the inspiring strength he's always been known for. The Mad Gear still lingering look increasingly uncomfortable. A few fights have already broken out as the people strike back, and how could they not with an icon right there? "You're not a god to me, boy! You're a warm-up!"
The wrestler throws all of his weight forward, then, trying to bear Igniz right to the ground, head rearing back. It's like an /even bigger fist./ It comes crashing forward, again, and again, and again.
COMBATSYS: Igniz counters Repeated Headbutts from Haggar with Brutal God Project.
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A warm up to a mere being? That's all Igniz can think as Haggar rushes forward, quickly moving to finish off the weakend Igniz. But Igniz's plan is full proof. Looking to what Haggar does. What Haggar says. What Haggar will do. All of it is taken into consideration while Igniz watches as the mayor comes in, fast, powerful. A freight train of meat.
But Igniz doesn't care. The moment Haggar gets close, even before his angle is locked, a whip materializes, which Igniz cuts through the air, catching Haggar and sending him into the air.
"You will learn to respect me," Igniz begins, the area seeming to slow down, drain of color as Haggar comes down. Igniz moves with speed unseen before, striking out at the falling Haggar, grabbing the monolithic man out of the air and slamming him against the side of the float before leaping back. Before Haggar can even react, the whip appears again, with the same motion, but once in the air, he never lifts off. The battlesuit's cape spikes out multiple times, stabbing itself directly into Haggar's chest, puncturing whatever shirt he still has. It may be cloth, but what kind is the answer. It stings like blades, cutting in.
"You will learn to worship me," Igniz raising his hands at his sides, the four chi amplifiers floating at his side, glowing momentarily as four balls of white chi before sparking out directly into the Mayor's chest, biting at him. With a single wave of the hand that's spiking out.
"And you will learn to /fear me/!" Igniz cries, wrapping and arm aroun his chest, the left being lifted up to the heavens. A sound of prayer can be heard only for a second, but enough white learn streams down into the massive ball of chi the hand projects. It engulfs the mans hand, and soon enough, it's thrust directly at the mayor.
The ball explodes in its might, flaring violently outards to swallow Haggar's figure in a bright white light. Only then will Haggar be granted release from the assault.
It is brutal, but nothing else would be expected.
Chi, throwing, and capespikes. None of it is very good for Haggar, as it rips him right out of his charge. The remains of the float crumple beneath him - the battlesuit tears away what's left of his tanktop. The final blast drives Haggar directly to the ground, throwing up a small cloud of dust. He's on his knees, head slumped, bleeding and smoking. He sways dangerously, about to fall over...
...when his right foot comes forward, bracing him. "Do you know how long it's been..." With supreme effort, Haggar's legs flex, bringing himself up to his feet once more. He was right - this man is powerful in ways Haggar's never been. But did he have to earn it? Did he fight tooth and nail for it? Haggar can't be said to have pulled himself up from the gutter, but he never took what he had for granted. He has the stuff of heroes, that insanely stubborn refusal to go down. "...since I've been afraid of pain?"
Haggar can feel muscles spraining as he leaps up once again, flipping forward and balling his hands together above his head. He hangs impossibly for a split-second. "Now get out of my city!" His hands flash blue, and he streaks forward, obliterating the air between himself and Igniz as he drives all of his force down at the other man's armored chest. Hit or miss, the street and part of the sidewalk craters beneath him.
COMBATSYS: Haggar has reached second wind!
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Igniz 0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0 Haggar
COMBATSYS: Igniz counters Violent Axe from Haggar with Void Genocide.
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Igniz 0/-------/-----==|======-\-------\0 Haggar
There is a secret third option that Haggar misses completely. Perhaps the option isn't seen to begin with, but it's very clearly known as Haggar forces himself off the ground, coming towards Igniz as fast as he can muster. To even imagine that Haggar got up after the strike is impressive. "You survived it..." The godbeing trails off, "You've survived my worst, weathered my storms and raged against my will." Igniz states with a smile.
"You're a wonderful person. Wonderful." Igniz continues, waiting, watching. He's almost caught up in himself as Haggar's will pushes him off the ground. "I do not, Mayor, but you haven't disgraced anyone! You've proven your mettle by fighting me, still yet on a loosing battle!" The man continues on, "It's very impressive. Very, very impressive." And when Igniz is impressed, things happen. Haggar leaps into the air, coming down towards Igniz, the man raises a single hand, white chi forms in a moment, and it fires off once more, sending Haggar back through the sky which he came. Igniz follows shortly after.
Haggar has something that Igniz wants. And he will get it.
Haggar is repelled again, but he can still move. It still isn't over. He doesn't have the time to turn around as he's flying through the air, so he has to think. The parade is always held on 12th Avenue. When they started, they were near the end of the parade, coming up on Minnesota St. On the corner of 12th and Minnesota is...
Haggar suddenly twists to the side, swinging his legs out, plowing into the massive trampoline that signifies Crazy Zhin's Trampoline and Waffle Emporium. Ridiculous? Yes, but Haggar has memorized every inch of Metro City. This is his place. The trampoline distorts almost to the breaking point before rocketing Haggar back at Igniz. "I- haven't- lost- yet!"
His hands come out to try and tear Igniz out of the air once more, dragging him back down with him. If he manages the grab, he twists him around with terrible strength, positioning the other man's spine above his potent knee.
Predictable things will happen when he lands.
COMBATSYS: Haggar can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Igniz endures Haggar's Quick Throw.
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Igniz does not fight it as Haggar comes this time. He has no time to escape the assault. No time to blow him back. Instead, he thinks of a simple answer to a simple solution. One that will crumble Igniz's spine, but will prove very useful in the future, sooner or later. NESTS are known for their dirty work. Winning is only important in tournaments for the money.
Haggar grasps the divine man, bringing him down, down down towards his knee. Even as he comes back. Haggar knows his city more than Igniz could ever hope to. The trampoline'd Mayor slams into Igniz, breaking his fall with his knee, which is very nice of him. Very nice indeed. Igniz didn't need his spine anyways. The force is tremendous. The strike cracks through the armor, actually moving to the spine. Even if it was to be damaged, NESTS would simply make another. That's how they opperate.
But even as he barely is able to move, Igniz, with a single, defiant grasp, plucks a hair from the mustache of the Mayor Mike Haggar.
And after, he grasps it tightly, spitting out blood over his perfect figure. "Ha... hahaha... I've been defeated?" The demigod speaks, "Perhaps, your city will be fine after all." Igniz regards grudginly as the systems in his battle suit begins to power up, granting him enough energy to float towards the closest escape vehicle, awaiting in a nearby alley.
In his right hand, the mustache hair is cupped. Haggar has once more saved his city. The people will be happy.
But what could come of it?
COMBATSYS: Igniz takes no action.
COMBATSYS: Igniz can no longer fight.
Haggar can't even feel the mustache hair being plucked, nor would he realize the GRAVE IMPLICATIONS that has. He's too exhausted and in too much pain to register something so minor. He doesn't even get right back to his feet after Igniz just kind of floats away.
This has begun a wave. The citizens here at the parade have seen Haggar fighting once more, defending against someone who must have had some kind of sinister plan. They'll tell their friends, who will tell their friends. Just this act is likely to hamper Mad Gear, as now the people will be less apt to let them walk all over them. But if Haggar doesn't capitalize, it'll all fall apart, harder than before. He's shouldered the burden.
The big man's vision swims, and he starts falling back - two officers are already behind him, and they catch him and bear him back to the MPCD float. The parade will end, and then there's work to do.
Log created on 15:27:16 03/23/2008 by Haggar, and last modified on 18:40:48 03/25/2008.