Description: Roland's dirty tricks versus Hurricane Hime's... hurricanes! Who triumphs in a true battle of passionate souls?! ...Nobody. (Winner: Draw)
Neoleague brings two fighters.. Two talented fighters to Yale University; the spot in particular being the roof of the Sterling Memorial library tower! At least 6 or 7 stories high on a chilly, chilly, and foggy morning the League tv crew have their hands full on this one; because while the flooring is flat and sandy; it's hard to get a good shot because it is littered with stone statues; most of them 11 feet in height; and seeing as they have no resemblence to school figures; they must be random stone props. Some of knights. Some of popular sports players, and some of popular fighters of today. Lined up almost like a checkboard, it's no wonder they need a few more than usual!
The challenger? Well, that is undoubtedly the young, spunky saikyo fighter Hurricane Hime herself! She's dressed in her usual, pink clad manner; but over her upper-section is a police vest with the word 'HIME' on the front; and over her eyes, grey and red goggles similar to something that robocop would wear. She's knelt in front of the middle-most statue. And she's not alone.
Standing at the sidelines are 5 proud members of Taiyo Highs 'Rock and Roll and Walnuts' club. They're the guest band that'll be playing today, hooking up to a brand spanking new sound system. For those who care, there's four boys and one girl; two at guitar, one at drums, one at keyboard, and the last with a cowbell. It's almost eerily silent; save for the plinks, plunks, and tsshs of sound check.
That Roland is talented is arguable, depending on how such is interpreted; he's assuredly a complete nobody good at throwing sand in people's faces, but how far that tenacity will carry him in Southtown, the City of Fighting Dreams – he so just coined that this second – he plans to /find out/. However, when it comes to crawling from the dredges to any manner of notoriety and prestige, you have to go through chaff. He had ignored many challenges from people would insufficiently bolster his reputation, and only when he began insulting the mothers of every person who turned him down did anyone come, be it design or coincidence. They both think they challenged each other after all! He's arrived with little flash or pizazz, not expecting a great deal out of this, hands settled in his outermost pockets with his head shifting to take in either side. "Oye, this is closer to Yale then my test scores woulda ever got me..." Withdrawing one hand and shaking sand free (wtf), the brim is pushed upwards with a finger extended. "...You look like Dan Hibiki." is solemnly stated, eyes narrowing in a dangerous manner. Before Roland beams, flashing a thumb's up. "He's great! Can't wait to meet him! What a legend!" Stretching lazily, a loud and painful crack echoes like a gunshot before he doubles over, cursing in pain. Way to not stretch right, Roland. "Nnngh... time out..!!." First he falls to his knees, and then collapses face-first on the ground, sprawled out. Cameras, at the precipice of recording, lower slightly as Neo League heads exchange concerned glances. ...and not physical concerns. "...ready when you are!!"
COMBATSYS: Himeko has started a fight here.
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Himeko 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Roland has joined the fight here.
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Himeko 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Roland
Hurricane Hime seems to be concentrating on adjusting and fixing her mouthpiece. For a moment it doesn't seem like she even notices that Roland has arrived; that is until the magical word 'Dan Hibiki' (ok that's two words) is uttered. At that point her head raises quickly, "Huh?" She asks, as the band starts to play, a steady pounding of the drum starting to fill the skies. She doesn't seem to think much of the fallen sand, if she saw it.
And then she grins brightly, hopping to her feet as she returns the thumbs up, "YEAH! Well, you know you just so happen to be up against his prodigal stu--" her robotic, tinny and all-around distorted voice shouts before THUD. Her visored eyes drop down to the poor guy, her lips twisting up a bit and she shakes her head. Wow, looks like she picked a seriously rookie rookie this time around. She rubs the back of her head, and gives a nervous laugh.
"Uhh.. Ok?" She gives a shrug toward the crew, and she sprints forward, leaping up into the air; flips, and aims to come crashing down; heels first with her boots as she yells out, "I! AM! HIMEEEKOOOOOOOOOO!!!" And shortly after the famous guitar riff of Iron Man follows!
COMBATSYS: Himeko successfully hits Roland with Light Kick.
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Himeko 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Roland
"Don't underestimate me, little girl!! I'm on top of my game today!" Roland proclaims from his rather useless lump upon the middle of the ring, the cameras finally turning on after he gave his peculiar consent. "This is one of my sure-kill trickster techniques! #17: Pretend to be vulnerable on the ground with a pulled back!!" Of course, a fatal flaw to this plan is that he's actually vulnerable on the ground, merely lacking a pulled muscle which means that he's pelted right in the spine by her technique without so much as a mote of resistance. He scarcely saw her coming until her comment in the air. "Oh god, the pain!!" is exclaimed, rolling over and over before skittering upwards, grimacing while holding his back. "Ah... I... I didn't know you actually could fight!! Man. Well, plenty more where that came from!" With that he rushes forward, arms pumping... before slapping both hands upon the ground, as he similarly stamps each heel in tandem. With a snarl he begins a breakdance-style move, churning the air in the momentum; and revealing his three inch steel blades, peeking from the end of metal reinforced cowboy boots. Yes, it would be rather painful by most accounts. "TAKE THIS!!"
COMBATSYS: Himeko blocks Roland's Ante Up.
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Himeko 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Roland
Squashed like a goomba that poor Roland. But it wasn't like he didn't have it coming! Clearly not buying a single bit of his 'story', she stomps him flat then flips off of him, covering her ears and giving a distorted, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!" to go along with his yelling. But he's ok! Well, she's pretty sure he's ok.
"Geez, didn't you hear what I said? I'm his prodigal student! Who ever heard of a fighting prodigy that can't fight? -duh-." Amidst her talking, she's in perfect position to defend, not with her hands, but a trusty textbook stored in her vest. It's withdrawn and held out in front of her; the blades slamming into the neatly titled 'Excalibook' one by one and she pushes herself away with a grin. "Interesting, I like the look! But I dunno, something is lacking, you know?"
Her book replaced, she reaches into her holster taking out a good handfull of papers; and with quick handwork is able to create a rather shoddy paper sledgehammer. She darts forward and SWINGS, hoping to slam him right in the gut; and should it connect the 'hammer' section would explode on impact, "HYAAAAH!"
COMBATSYS: Himeko successfully hits Roland with Super Why!.
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Himeko 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 Roland
"No way!!" This sounds like disbelief, but not in a manner that's calling her a liar. After all, she's got the clothing for sure. "He's half the reason I came to Southtown!! You totally have to introduce me after I beat you. I mean, that attack barely hurt!" That grimace of pain and continued hunch must be testament to the lovetap. Yet the downside of spinning like an idiot in such a manner is the recovery; he's disoriented on his attempt to slip up rapidly, and rather easily pelted in the stomach. "Gfaugh!" is exclaimed, reasonably. He actually was raised a good meter off the ground before landing again, trembling slightly. "D-Don't get cocky!" is exclaimed, breathing in heavy short gasps. "That was only my sure-win technique #9!! I'll kick it up to #/4!!/" With that, his stance shifts. Green seems to shimmer over him for a moment, and he certainly detonates upwards in a swoosh of displaced air in an impressive fashion; one heel pivots high as he spins, before a combination of his now zero'd center of gravity and sheer force tries to place his quite heavy heel right upon the top of her head!
COMBATSYS: Roland successfully hits Himeko with Gold Rush.
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Himeko 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Roland
"... What?" Hime is caught off-guard for sure! This was very very unexpected; was this young guy looking to be one of his students or something? Dan would be really happy to hear that! It makes the girl grin pretty wide, but she waggles a finger, "The only one getting cocky here is you! If you think you can beat me, you've lost your mind! Go ahead with your number four!"
She'll need to keep an eye on this one, check out what his real deal is; is he really a cowboy? Her textbook is whipped out again for his counter-attack! But her moves aren't quick enough as he's slamming down onto her head making her get out a distorted *gulk* of pain and crashes to the ground. FOOMF A cloud of dust kicks upward.
She rolls forward a bit, groaning as she holds the back of her head with both hands, "Owowowowowowowow," then stands up with tears streaming down her cheeks, "What was that! You kick with the skill of a salamander!" She'll show him! Hime suddenly breaks forward again, springing off the ground and curls into a ball; suddenly she's a human cannonball blasting toward her opponent! With the intent of completely bowling him over and blasting by, it'd be timed just right to smack feet-first against a statue.
COMBATSYS: Roland fails to interrupt Medium Punch from Himeko with Cha-Ching.
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Himeko 0/-------/--=====|===----\-------\0 Roland
"Maybe." is the cryptic response where Dan is confused, eyes appearing to shift in a suspicious fashion. He's not going to admit anything on television, at least. His perfect goals are his own! Yet then she makes a comment that creates a burst of tension, then eyes narrowing dangerously. "...A salamander?" Then he beams, unable to hide the mild blush and awkward scratch to the back of his head. "Thanks!!" Was that really meant to be a compliment? Well, he's interpreting it as such! Yet then she opts to move for a counterattack, and he sees it. It's not a sure shot. A blur, but she's vulnerable. She's not expecting to get hit. .oO( This is it, Roland! Flip that coin! Put in your chips!! ) A long blade suddenly pops out of his forearm, and with a snarl he slashes in a burst of dissipating green chi the moment she rockets past, then standing in a rigid pose. For a split second, it might be a bit scary, before he crumples on the ground, weapon retracting. "Hrrrgh!!" is mulled, stemming the new flow of blood. "Mwy nose!" She won that samurai's duel; but by how close?!
Uh ouch? While Hime isn't really aware that she smashed the poor guy right in the nose, nor aware that she kept from becoming a pumpkin carving! Kneeling along the side of the statue, the pink-clad heroine just grins as the heavy metal continues to roar. However she grips the leg of the statue to keep herself suspended because she -has- to freeze to think about the exchange of words. Were this a manga, her eyes would be little black dots. "... Th- That wasn't a compliment.."
Because she's a great heroine, she completely ignores the fact that he's in pain. She instead springs at then baseball slides under Roland, attempting to brush her fingertips against his ankle. If she's successful; the man would find a ribbon of paper wrapped around his ankle, with a trail extending like a fuse up to her hand. "Heh heh.." She jerks the string like a whip, sending a shockwave toward her opponent that would sling him into the air and slam him violently to the floor.
COMBATSYS: Roland dodges Himeko's Picture Pages.
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Himeko 0/-------/--=====|===----\-------\0 Roland
"I ain't done yet! I'm still feeling especially super today!!" Roland retorts, turning back towards her just as she leaps. He has little intent to be grazed in any location by her if capable of avoiding such, and /lunges/ backwards. Far too vigorously for the rather subtle attack, bouncing off the side of a statue and causing the band to temporarily disperse in a chorus of sharp, startled notes. "Here... I've spent countless hours, mastering this strongest kick..." Spreading his stance, a fluid arm movement similar to some variations of Kenpo is performed. But his rush and snapped foot is little more then inertia and a steel toe, and would be mighty painful if it impacted her shin. To each his own. The battle might not be reaching a climax, but it's certainly reaching... something. "Hnngh!!"
COMBATSYS: Himeko dodges Roland's Light Kick.
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Himeko 0/-------/--=====|===----\-------\0 Roland
The only thing Hurricane Hime can say to the evasion is.. "Ack!" And she's still feeling the throbbing in the back of her head! Eyes are still locked on her foe, she abandoning the ribbon to take in his words. The strongest kick? In the world, perhaps? Her bookreading knowledge tells her his stance is clearly kempo.... ish! It can't be that strong.
So when the kick comes forth, she holds out her arms like airplane wings and hops into the air, her own ankles pressed tightly, and dangles with one hand from the outstretched arm of a Phoenix Wright statue. She stares. Her other hand reaches behind her and she lashes forward to smash her opponent in the face with a large, folded, paper fan as hard as she possibly can as she yells, "I've seen bigger kicks on ROUTE SIXTY-SIX!" Just.. Lashes at him. Right in the face.
COMBATSYS: Himeko successfully hits Roland with Jab Punch.
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Himeko 0/-------/--=====|====---\-------\0 Roland
Wham. The paper hits Roland right in the face. He didn't expect it to hurt much, and that's probably why he failed to duck so badly. It was just forming as a good idea without actually beginning at about that point, already smacked nose leaking even more profusely. He staggers backwards, gripping his face like an overacting person demanding a mirror after surgery. "Hrrrgh...!!" But then he calms, chest raising and falling evenly after a gradual decline. "You're not bad...!! I've not had to use this many tricks in months. I..." He grips the brim of his hat again, before hurling it through the air; an inch-wide razor having popped out of it, and the weight more then enough to take off the head of Phoenix Wright were it to miss, or plain knock her over. "TAKE MY HAT OFF TO YOU!!" How completely fair an attack!
COMBATSYS: Roland successfully hits Himeko with Blackjack.
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Himeko 0/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Roland
Hurricane Hime's jaw drops, "Holy crap!! What happened to your nose??" she cries. Is she really concerned? Not so much concerned as curious. She'd never hit someone -that- hard with her fan before so it couldn't have been her! Still though, she hangs there, and can't help but grin to the compliment given to her. Yeah, she's pretty skilled. And has plenty of tricks of her own of course!
Oops, here comes his hat. The girl blanches from the put, the result being that it slams but good into the forehead of the young fighter, her head snaps back and she loses her grip, smacking off the statue and collapses to the floor with another puff of dust. Luckily she's quick to get back up, so she's dashing toward her opponent yet again, this time with blood trickling down her forehead and onto the visor. "Hey, we're fighting here, not playing hockey!!" Get it? Hat trick? Dur hur hur! She makes a swipe toward Roland's hand; and would use that chance to turn, press her back into his tummy, and use the leverage to slam him quite quickly down onto the ground!
COMBATSYS: Himeko successfully hits Roland with Quick Throw.
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Himeko 0/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 Roland
"Shut up! I'm fragile!" Roland snorts, sounding quite sensitive of the fact. Of course he's obviously tenacious, as his thus far complete disregard for being defeated shows. Her slither close isn't wriggled away from in time, expecting a blow instead of being grabbed; and he's hupped over, thunking into the ground in a somewhat anticlimactic manner given the apparent damage inflicted through much of the fight. Grimacing upwards, it turns into a masochistic smile. "Ow." Before he pulls both knees to his chest and launches upwards, spiraling as he tries to drive both feet into the girl and send her flying. "ROLAND ROCKET~~" is exclaimed. Also completely made up on the spot. His hat, at least for now, remains comfortably upon the ground in the distance...
COMBATSYS: Roland successfully hits Himeko with Heavy Kick.
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Himeko 1/-----==/=======|======-\-------\0 Roland
Hime blinks down to her opponent. To his grin, her eyebrow shoots upward with a *poink* Ok, so if he's so fragile, what's with the stupid smile? But then the most obvious of attacks comes her way; now on one hand it's a very COOL name. Roland Rocket. It rolls off the tongue pretty nice! However she thinks a little too hard on it; just completely spaceing out mid-evasion of the blast and WHAM!! Again she's sailing upward and back, with a cry of, "WAAAAAAAAAAAH!!"
Luckily she doesn't smash against the statue; while she does hit the floor hard, she curls into a ball and rolls back after impact, and stays down in a crouch, brushing the back of her hand over her visor. "Ugh.. Whelp.." She leaps up, and then starts hopping from head to head of the statues to close the distance and once she's close, she twists her hips to slam an arial roundhouse kick to his uppersection! "WHAT'S UP!" Now, if that connects, she spins incredibly fast, landing a second roundhouse kick before hitting the floor.
COMBATSYS: Roland interrupts Medium Kick from Himeko with Sleight of Hand.
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Himeko 1/--=====/=======|=======\-------\0 Roland
Roland, as Himeko is about to find out, is not really a great fighter. She's probably already realized this; when he said he did a lot of tricks, he pretty much meant that. How to evade, how to punch, how to throw, those are laughable improvisations based on halfassed instinct. Heck, Roland Rocket probably would incite laughter instead of danger in most opponents! But there's a magic trick to bypassing opponent awareness. ...That's suddenly throwing a handful of sand into someone's face. It happens at the onset of her first kick, which does hit. "Oof!" is exclaimed, proving such. But he still slithers behind, gleam of silver appearing between his hands. ...as he starts brutally strangling her with a wire, yanking it taut and then hammering at her kidneys with his other hand. Before hefting up his foot, applying to butt, and trying to kick her face first into a statue. "Ultimate winning technique #6!! Sorry, it's a little rough!"
Hurricane Hime doesn't know -what- to think of her cowboy compadre'. I mean there's.. SKILL behind the stuff he DOES. It's weird. It's wacky. But it can't be a real martial art, yet it's not messy enough to be considered brawling in her opinion. "Blaagh!" Sand in teh face is so juvenile!! She covers her eyes, sputtering; and sputters only a little more when he proceeds to start choking the bejeezus out of her! "Hlllk uuuurkk aaaaaaaaaaaghh. UNGH!"
She just flails helplessly. Finally she's kicked and smashes into the statue making it crack considerably on impact; but she stays there in place, possibly utterly DAZED?? No, not quite, she suddenly turns around, half her visor falling to the floor; blood coming down her head, nose and mouth. "... Ow." And then? She sprints forward, withdrawing her book that opens to the very center couple of pages, since she holds it by the end of the spine.
The pages then proceed to flip like wild, then tear out of the thing, twirling, spinning, racing about her body when she leaps up and comes down toward Roland like a meteor! "HaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!" Each page bursts with bright, white energy, and said energy would slam like a machinegun into him, the papers themselves crumpling like an accordion upon impact and falling to the floor like snow.
COMBATSYS: Roland endures Himeko's Schoolhouse Rock!.
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Himeko 0/-------/---====|=======\=------\1 Roland
"LET'S END THIS... UH, ZEPHYR HIME!" Is that a purposeful slight on her part?! How insolent, but with his shiteating grin, very purposeful. He reaches into his own jacket, yanking out a pair of heavy daggers and twirling them akin to pistols in his hand. This is it. He failed once. Lady luck'll caress him the second time. But he has to make sure they hit... this is vital. This is the GAME WINNER. He's bringing home the full payout!! The sheer onslaught of papers, though, that's new. It's similar to one of his sure-kill techniques he's not used yet, at that. He's blown backwards, but leans forward, arcing back his arms and snarling before hurling both of his weapons. They slither between the sea of imbued paper... trying to sink into her just before she finishes and would have a chance to mount a defense. "GAME'S MINE!!" he snarls, snapping his fingers just as both would hopefully explode. Totally right in her face, at that!
COMBATSYS: Himeko blocks Roland's Deuces Wild.
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Himeko 0/-------/--=====|-------\-------\0 Roland
Hurricane Hime's eyebrow twitches. Did he just call her Zephyr Hime? He didn't!!! .. He did. "... You've got to be kidding me.." Nobody messes up her name like that.. in fact, she has half a mind to TELL HIM HER NAME right then and there! And that'd be the case if he weren't grasping through the end of her technique to land some hard time pain! "W- Woah!! How! Impossible!!" she cries, as she nearly slips on her own puddle of papers. It's eveerywhere, EVERYWHERE.
But before she can defend? Not a chance; his fingertips just so happen to be very near her scarf that holds her book, so it's easy to grasp and then duck behind when the KA-BOOOM!!! follows. The rest of the visor flies off. Her durag flies off, her scarf flaps behind her like crazy, but that little textbook does an OUTSTANDING job of sucking up a huge brunt of the energy, but the force is soon too much.. She tumbles backward a couple of times, but is quick to right herself, coughing out a bit of smoke. "... NNgh.."
Getting dizzy! Hard to see! But then suddenly? She just sucks it all up. ALL UP, dropping into a slight squat, arches her back and lets out a roar so mighty that Kenji would surely be proud! "HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!"
She blasts forward with a short burst of newbound energy, springing off the floor as she cries, "TAKE ME HOME, COUNTRY FEET!!" it starts like a simple flying kick, but she twists around and shoots a second kick with her opposite foot. Assuming those both land, there's a third, all in mid-air!
COMBATSYS: Himeko can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Himeko successfully hits Roland with 3-2-1 Contact.
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The third kick, with unreal impact would send Roland flying backward, and with her hands raised and fire in her eyes, she cries, "You won't get awaaay!!!" Within said hands, paper slips are folded out like a hand of cards, then she throws them outward, manipulating them to act like a rope. They snag her opponent by the ankles, Hime's feet digging into the ground to slow the momentum; then acts like rubber to reverse that momentum.
She bursts forward, slamming shoulder first into the man, delivers a volly of high kicks and a backflip kick to send him upward.
"GyaaahHAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!" Her paper fan is unsheathed, the very tip exploding with bright white energy; the combo is finished with a rising papercut; the paper bending as it impacts the form, but the streak of energy isn't nearly as forgiving! Normally, she would drop to the ground and strike a power rangerish pose as the giant monster explodes in the background. Instead she slams painfully hard, face down to the floor.
"Hrrrgh!! Like that stupid–what!!" Roland, ever aware, has slipped on a piece of paper and dropped to a crouch. And when he tried to get up again, he slipped on *another*. Really, Himeko did the same thing, but at least wasn't blatantly inept on a basic maneuver. His chance to get out of the way is gone. He had it. He had it!! How?! How could... He's then slammed in the chest, doubling over her foot with an exhale of pain while beginning the arduous task of absorbing kinetic force to fly backwards. That wasn't too bad. Then the second kick slams into him. Ow. What on earth does Country Feet mean?! That's the last thing he remembers flowing through an addled mind. Somewhere near the end of the technique he's quite unconscious, any of his considerable willpower lost to the void of confusion and paper bondage about his own cowboy feet. He sails, ragdoll, straight upwards. A couple seconds after Himeko's collapse, he lands on his back right across her, forming a neat little ‘X'. After neither seems particularly lively, the match is called – as a DRAW. How humiliating, for his first battle to the death! One he'll *bloodily avenge.* ...When slightly more capable of base functions, such as consciousness.
COMBATSYS: Roland takes no action.
COMBATSYS: Roland can no longer fight.
Himeko thinks Roland should know better than to ask. A magician never tells their secrets. Or in this case, secrets to their phrases.
Log created on 21:19:51 04/09/2008 by Roland, and last modified on 03:57:53 04/10/2008.