Description: "Laziness is the lack of desire to perform work or expend effort. What behavior is considered laziness varies according to personal and societal standards. Chronic laziness may be an underlying psychological condition. Laziness is considered by some Christians to be one of the seven deadly sins, though it is called sloth on the list." DESC YOUR LOGS. (Winner: WHO KNOWS)
It's Zimbabwe, Africa. One of strangest names on the planet when you compare how it is spell versus how it is said. It perhaps surprisingly tropical, given its location in South Central Africa. One might expect a desert, or more of a jungle. Zimbabwe has also seen perhaps more than its share of fighting, a relic of which serves as the arena for tonight's fight.
The camera crews are using telescopic lenses and very long boom microphones to record and telecast the fight; they want no part of the minefield both fighters are in right now.
Zach looks around uncertainly at the area around his feet, wondering whether or not he is going to step on an explosive tonight... or be one. He stands still, looking around for this elusive Doctor Tran. Zach has very little idea of who exactly Tran is, the wanderer just knows that Tran is the current Contenders' Champion. Zach grins a little; maybe that will change tonight. You just never know.
"War...War never changes." A voice booms across the minefield, calm despite its impressive volume. "Always...uh...warry." The voice pauses, then sighs. "Hell, who am I kidding? I can't do a proper war monologue. All of this effort, wasted. Unless...Aha! BOOM!"
Immediately after the word is said, a mine a short distance away from Zach detonates, sending a shower of earth into the sky. When gravity takes its course, as it must, Dr. Tran is there, standing as if he were there the whole time. Also slightly pelted with chunks of dirt, but he tries not to let that affect his dignity.
"I swear, these things never go how you planned." Tran stretches his neck to the sides, loosening it up in the last moments before the fight. "Well, whenever you're ready. Come take the title, if you can."
[OOC] Zach says, "Nice Fallout gag."
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "Haha, I was wondering where that was floating around in my brain from."
[OOC] Zach says, "Pretty much every Fallout out ever has an opening sequence that starts with that line."
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "And to think. I never knew Tran was a fan."
[OOC] Zach says, "The game is very tongue in cheek."
COMBATSYS: Zach has started a fight here.
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Zach 0/-------/-------|
Zach regards Tran for a moment. Glen is billed, naturally, as the challenger in this match. He does not get to dictate much of anything. He considers for a moment, wanting to approach the slightly older man, but does not want to chance the landmine to do it.
Zach shifts his weight slightly, settling in a bit as he pulls a single fist back. "Sure. Let's have a good fight," Zach says amicably as he throws the fist forward as if Tran is right there in front of him. THe fist stops, well, short if you will forgive the pun.
Zach planned on that, actually. He intends for the red and purple wave of psychic energy that slashes forward across the ground to clear a path for him. If it actually hits Tran, well, that is just a bonus!
COMBATSYS: Tran has joined the fight here.
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Tran 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Zach
COMBATSYS: Zach successfully hits Tran with Warning Shot.
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Tran 0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0 Zach
"Heh. You could call it that, I guess." A knowing grin spreads on Tran's face as he prepares for what's to come. With a sweep of his coat, the doctor starts to bring the fight to Zach, striding forward, heedless of mines! Except then there's that small problem with, y'know. Zach's blast. It's good and bad, in a way.
Good because it cleared Dr. Tran's path, and there were in fact /two/ mines between the fighters. It's pretty awesome as they detonate. Less so is when it goes on to strike Dr. Tran in the shins, causing him to stagger forward. He catches himself, but it still hurt a bit.
A thing like that is not near enough to stop a doctor of Tran's magnificence, however. He keeps going, in fact breaking into a run to get to Zach more quickly. And when he gets there, well. He just lowers his shoulder and keeps going, looking to drive the both of them into a more...interesting part of the field.
COMBATSYS: Zach dodges Tran's Strong Punch.
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Tran 0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0 Zach
Zach spins to one side, allowing Tran to pass by with very little trouble for the challenger. Zach grins a bit; that was in some ways easier than he was expecting. Tran /did/ go up against a pretty nasty bunch in order to earn this title, after all. Zach's not entirely certain he could have pulled that off.
Zach has since discovered, however, that he's pretty decent at singles competition.
Zach continues his spin, throwing a fast kick into Tran's exposed back. Glen does not stop there, however, as he also lashes out with a sweeping crescent of that red-purple energy he threw at Tran a moment before in an attempt to either launch the awesome doctor even further, or simply throw him into the sands in front of him.
COMBATSYS: Tran interrupts Medium Kick from Zach with Dr. Tran Bites the Bullet.
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Tran 0/-------/-======|=====--\-------\0 Zach
[OOC] Zach says, "It is wierd how getting interrupted shows from the CSYS. You take damage, and you have to wait a moment to know why."
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "Haha, kinda."
[OOC] Zach says, "That, by the way, stung just a bit."
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "As well it should've. <3"
[OOC] Zach says, "Oh?"
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "That's no wussy 2 projectile priority interrupt, no sir!"
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "That's a MAN'S interrupt!"
[OOC] Zach does not have a 2 anything in his attack list. My specials don't get out of bed for less than 3 levels.
[OOC] Zach says, "Unless you consider globals, of course."
"Hahaha..." The laugh starts the very instant Dr. Tran passes by Zach, as he stops running forward, straightening a bit. He's still slightly hunched over, his back's still turned. The kick crashes into it, but a single planted foot keeps the doctor from moving any further. "Not bad."
And then, as the accompanying energy washes over him, Dr. Tran entire body /whips/ about and slugs Zach right in the goddamn chin.
Standing up fully afterward, Dr. Tran places a thoughful hand on his chin. "I suppose you'll do fine. Show me a bit more, though."
Zach is sent arcing through the air from the force of the uppercut. He, like most fighters barely breaking five feet, does not have a lot of mass to him. Glen crashes belly first on the sands, his eyes squeezed shut from the pain. Either everyone he meets hits like a freaking truck, or he just needs to man up and learn how to take a punch. One eye opens, then the other as Zach gapes for a moment.
Not three inches in front of him, three little metal prongs stick up from the sands. He shakes the thought loose as Tran monologues a bit. Zach picks himself up carefully, using the area he landed on and nothing else to move. He knows that spot, at least, is clear. He can tell by how he did not explode.
"I'll try not to disappoint," Zach says dryly as he sweeps an arm up. The blast of psycho power comes nowhere near Tran. Instead, it flings that land mine at the Champ. He's tough, he can take it!
COMBATSYS: Tran blocks Zach's Thrown Object.
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Tran 0/-------/=======|=====--\-------\0 Zach
Dr. Tran is not what many would call a patient man. He's often angry, loud, and extremely in a hurry to get things done. Or maybe it's more of a tendancy to simply charge forward at the slightest opportunity, regardless of life or limb. When Zach throws the landmine at Tran, he's already walking forward again, regardless of whether or not something might explode underneath him.
On the plus side, it makes it easier to focus on things exploding in front of him. Tran raises a single arm, and then BOOM. He vanishes inside an explosion. Again. Then he calmly steps out of it, his one hand smoking and slightly blackened.
"A certain measure of resourcefulness, good." Tran looks around briefly. "Not terribly effective in this case, but you've got the right idea." He then lets it rest for a moment, to further consider Zach, and a little something more. Specifically, power. The power all around him, and how best to quickly harvest it. The air shimmers with Tran's effort, chi invisibly entering his body like water down a drain.
COMBATSYS: Tran gathers his will.
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Tran 1/----===/=======|=====--\-------\0 Zach
There was a time, when confronting a powering up opponent, that Zach would respond in kind. It really was not all that long ago, either. Maybe as recently as last week, even.
Zach makes a realization here: defensive ability is all well and good, but sometimes? Sometimes you just have to punch a dude in the face.
Zach chuckles softly as he allows himself a short burst of psychic energy, all of which seems to simply soak into himself before leaping forward. As he closes the gap, Glen throws an open palm forward as a beachball of violet energy spins into existance and hopefully crashing into Tran!
COMBATSYS: Tran blocks Zach's Impulse Flare.
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Tran 1/---====/=======|======-\-------\0 Zach
Still standing there, Dr. Tran lets Zach's beach ball come crashing into him. It's not a clean, direct hit, thanks to the doctor's arm, crossed in front of his body to absorb as much of the attack as he can manage, but it helps. "Haha...alright, alright. I guess there's no sense putting it off any longer."
The air ceases its Tran-based distortions, and the man himself leans forward slightly, a wide smile on his face. He looks a little crazed as he stares forward at Zach. "Hey, I've got something to tell you. Pay attention." He exhales, and steam pours out, like breath on a cold winter night. It begins to rise off of pretty much everywhere else, too, albeit more faintly. "Are you ready for this?" He seems to barely be able to keep from laughing, but he manages to stifle it for just long enough to mutter one thing.
"I forfeit."
And then he loses it, bursting into laughter, steam shooting off him in random directions.
COMBATSYS: Tran takes no action.
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Tran 1/---====/=======|======-\-------\0 Zach
Zach is a touched surprised at this. He doesn't understand, in a way. He knows he would not forfeit without a very very good reason to do so... and as far as Zach can tell, Tran does not have one.
Zach does not relax his guard as he sets down on the sands, settling into a stance that invokes a mix of jujitsu and Terry Bogard as he eyes Tran critically.
"Excuse me?" Zach says incredulously as he keeps a careful eye on the champ.
COMBATSYS: Zach focuses on his next action.
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Tran 1/---====/=======|======-\-------\0 Zach
Iincyo has arrived.
Igniz has arrived.
[OOC] Igniz hurhgh
[OOC] Zach says, "Hi!"
Dr. Tran's laughter dies down a bit, so that he can manage to speak again. He takes a few steps toward Zach, an aura of steam about him. "What are you deaf? I'll say it again, so it'll pick up easy on the mic, too." He stops, takes a deep breath, and then bellows, "I FORFEIT THIS MATCH AND THE CONTENDER'S BELT!" A suitable explosion of steam surrounds him briefly, but it clears away quickly.
Then Tran resumes his march. "There, it's yours. Don't go thinking this fight's over yet, though. We've got a duty to the home viewer." By this time, Tran is close enough that he can close the distance, so to speak, dashing forward and laying a quick punch out toward Zach's forhead. It is accompanied by a suitably awesome explosion.
COMBATSYS: Zach blocks Tran's Jab Punch.
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Tran 1/--=====/=======|=======\-------\1 Zach
Yeah. There's the catch. Zach pulls an arm up, deflecting the physical strike even as the explosion of chi energy washes over him. When the steam, smoke, and dust clear, Zach is grinning widely. Not out of any real cheer or spunk, as much as the adrenaline is running through his system is making him enjoy this.
"Fair enough," Zach says gamely as he steps back in, going low as he drives an elbow forward. The elbow strike is /also/ followed by a fairly awesome purple explosion.
COMBATSYS: Tran reflects Fierce Punch from Zach with -Q- is for Dr. Tran.
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Tran 0/-------/---====|=======\=====--\1 Zach
[OOC] Zach says, "/Ow/."
[OOC] Dr. Tran o/~
[OOC] Iincyo says, "Remember. -Q-."
[OOC] Iincyo says, ".."
[OOC] Iincyo says, "It looks like a sleeping guy drooling."
[OOC] Iincyo says, "-Q- IS FOR DOCTOR TRAN, THE BUM"
"Damn right it's fair." Another burst of laughter, with steam cascading off of Dr. Tran in every direction. "You wanna know something funny, though?" Tran's laughter starts to die again, but then he stops. He STOPS, whipping around to stare directly at Zach, face serious as all hell. "I did it because I was afraid I might win on accident."
And then Zach's elbow comes in, and Dr. Tran /explodes/, steam blasting upward in a massive, all-encompassing geyser around him. The steam does more that scald, even, redirecting Zach's own energy back at him. Even more, several mines are set off around the two, making it the whole affair that much more glorious.
And then the steam clears, and there's Tran, untouched, laughing again.
Zach is literally flung as if he were a baseball in the hands of a professional pitcher. He lands with a crash and skids through a couple more landmines setting them off in the process. The dust does not settle for a moment.
"You know," Zach says raggedly from the cloud, "You really should not underestimate people." There is a glint of purple in that brown and grey. A moment later, the cloud is blasted away, revealing a mobile Zach with one arm tucked behind him. He uses the turf he just plowed as a runway before leaping at Tran with a passionte roar.
The arm comes forward, coated in a bright red guantlet of sheer willpower, iaming to punch clean through the mad doctor.
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "Truly, it is just as they say."
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "GO FOR BROKE."
COMBATSYS: Tran reflects Burst Strike from Zach with -Q- is for Dr. Tran.
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Tran 0/-------/---====|=======\-------\1 Zach
[OOC] Iincyo says, "Hot DANG"
[OOC] Iincyo says, "DM/burst!?"
[OOC] Iincyo says, "What is this madness"
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "You know it!"
[OOC] Zach._.
Sakura has arrived.
[OOC] Lizard Sakura says, "!!"
[OOC] Igniz says, "all this broking for go"
[OOC] Zach says, "It is!"
[OOC] Zach coulda been a Contendah.
"Now just what, pray tell..." Dr. Tran ceases his laughter for a moment, to look at Zach with an overly stern glare. He can't keep it like that, though, and he breaks into a dangerous looking grin. "...makes you think that I underestimated anybody?"
And then Zach's punch comes barreling in, absurd amounts of psychic energy bundled up with it. The doctor knows what's up - it's all or nothing at this point, and really, with nothing riding on it...he may as well go for it.
Drawing deep inside himself, so hard it makes his chest ache a little, Dr. Tran surrounds himself with an ungodly amount of chi once again, blasting upward all around him, once again forming a wall between himself and the impulsive psychic fighter. There aren't any landmines nearby that weren't set off by the last one, but what can you do? It pretty much goes exactly like before.
When the steam clears, there's Tran again, panting heavily now. He still manages to gasp out, tired but pleased with himself, "Seems to me I estimated just right, what do you think?"
Zach is blasted back once more, thrown down the almost exact same path he travelled not a moment ago. He skids to a stop, failing to set off anymore landmines. This part is already cleared.
Perhaps surprisingly, Zach is still standing when he lands. Wobbly, perhaps, most certainly breathing hard in his own right, but still standing. He twists away from Tran slightly, cupping his hands by one hip, blue light and red light collecting to form an evenly purple sphere between the two waiting hands. "Perhaps," Zach says evenly. "But it's not for you to determine my limits."
Zach throws his hands forward, palms facing Tran and fingers spread wide as they support the ball of energy. The horizontal column is easily five feet across as it screams across the desert sands, charging past Tran for a good fifty feet and igniting the mines behind the doctor. The stream ends shortly after that, and Zach slumps to one knee. It is sheer determination that keeps him from faceplanting at this point.
COMBATSYS: Zach can no longer fight.
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Tran 0/-------/---====|
COMBATSYS: Tran blocks Zach's Burst Stream.
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Tran 0/-------/-======|
[OOC] Zach says, "So much for the draw."
[OOC] Zach says, "Good match, though."
"Hah! Of course not! There you go, that'll be perfect." Dr. Tran shakes his head, still grinning, as Zach prepares his final attack. "The crowd'll love you, I'm sure." But then, it's time for more pressing concerns. Taking a step forward, Tran raises both hands, staring down the man-high beam of psychic energy blasting toward him. The look on his face is almost inviting, daring it to keep coming toward him. It does, and he takes it head-on, open palms and his own determination both serving to lessen the pain, the impact.
When it clears away, Tran is a few yards back from where he started, but still grinning, and still very much upright. "Ha ha..." He exhales slowly again, and with a rush, a heavy but harmless cloud of steam puff of of him. "Good job, keep up the good work, champ. Have fun with your title." And then Dr. Tran turns about with another flourish of his coat, and begins to leisurely stride away through the minefield.
COMBATSYS: Tran has ended the fight here.
[OOC] Zach says, "Sounds like a good end point."
[OOC] Dr. Tran nods. I'll @mail SS and throw the log at him, so.
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "Good times, all around!"
[OOC] Zach nodnod.
[OOC] Zach has plans of course. Drama!
[OOC] Iincyo says, "Skaura!"
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "Enjoy your title, probably maybe!"
[OOC] Iincyo says, "I challenge you to NL"
[OOC] Zach says, "Heh."
[OOC] Zach says, "Zach's reaction is likely to be predicatable."
[OOC] Dr. Tran can't predict it, so maybe not!
Log created on 17:21:15 04/18/2008 by Tran, and last modified on 14:52:00 04/23/2008.