Description: Delinquent (grown) men Choi and Grigori face off against the Burning Phys Ed Teacher of Taiyo High, Hayato Nekketsu in a match to see if justice prevails over perversion. SURVEY SAYS...! (Winners: Choi and Grigori) (Survey also says: STARSCREAM RULES. I, GRIGORI, ADORE HIM. HE'S SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO WICKED STUPID FLY)
The lights are dim in the Taiyo Dome, but it is not silent. The quite rumble of a packed audience, all waiting to see what should hopefully be an incredible fight. The audience consists largely of Taiyo students, but there are others who are just SNF fans, here to watch people beating the crap out of each other, and to see how the holder of the Warriors belt handles himself. Then... the Taiyo school anthem begins to play, and a spotlight shines down... on an empty spot on the floor. Then two more spotlights flash on, the beams traveling up the walls to the supports under the dome itself, where they center on Hayato, standing proud and grinning down at the audience.
Flipping forward, the Burning Phys Ed Teacher leaps from his perch, bringing about gasps from the audience. He does several perfect forward rolls through the air as he starts to fall, then lands in a crouch, right on the spot illuminated by the light, with a resounding boom. Hayato remains in his crouch for a moment, gritting his teeth tightly as he lets the pain pass. Jumping from that high really freaking hurts, damn it! He can't rest too long, though, and within a few moments Hayato rises up to his full height, his shinai thrust into the air above his head. "Are you ready for some action, Taiyo?!" The resounding roar seems to be an affirmative answer.
Well. Choi was here. And it was nice to actually being invited to a high school instead of sneaking in, or being kicked out, or getting restraining orders, or being beaten into a pulp, or being maced and tasered in places that shouldn't be maced or tasered. On the other hand, the invitation had a strict 'NO PANTYSTEALING' clause in it. Please. Like he would steal OTHER MEN'S panties.
It was surprising to finally being in a sausagefest. The Korean's previous SNFs all involved at least one girl. And now, Choi even had a partner. And not to sound in anyway homosexual (not that anything is wrong with that!), The midget was very happy to be paired with a big man like Grigori. With Chang tied with 'certain people' (which he was conveniently left out of the loop of which people they were), Choi had lacked any regular contact with large men. And Grigori seemed pretty nice for a big guy! And he was a partner! That means they would need to work together!
As the waves of cheering follows Hayato's inspiring action shot, Choi grinned. Crossing his clawed arms together first, he then snaps them outwards in a spread, waving at the audience. "Hey, Taiyo, what about me?" The Korean shouts. After the initial booing and hurling of various hot dogs, cans, and the occasional cinderblock, Choi huddles behind Grigori. Giving a nervous thumbs up, he smiling broadly at his partner. "Hey, Buddy Boy, I think we can take this guy out easily, right! You just cover my back, and I'll cover yours!" The Korean flicks the tip of his hat, and nods. This could be the start of a beautiful friendship.
The roar of the filled stadium shakes its very foundation, spirits running high as the students and spectators gathered ride the school spirit high that the Burning Phys Ed Teacher encourages them with. He's a famous fighter and the current holder of the Warrior title of SNF, after all...so it's safe to say the school is pretty proud of its teacher. And, of course, the good reputation his endeavors bring.
But while there may be cheer and smiles and good spirits abound, there is nothing of the sort coming from Grigori Yakushevic. A broad-chested man, he stands imposingly near the locker room entrance of the large dome arena, arms crossed over his chest. Only after the cheers die down a bit does the former Russian soldier approach the arena proper to join Choi, his unlikely partner for this event. He's so tiny...
Choi's shout draws numerous jeers, and as result there's debris and all sorts of wonderful garbage slung in Grigori's general direction. The large Russian scowls a bit as the tiny Korean darts behind him, offering a less-than pleasant look on his cold face before he...smirks.
Kicking a can absently, Grigori's pale blue eyes slowly drift back onto Hayato, sizing him up quite obviously. All of Grigori's SNFs have been, unfortunately, sausage-fests (well, exception being SAKURA, but even that's questionable!) and, frankly, it bothers the former Spetznas. But, hey. A fight is a fight. And Grigori does like him some fightin'.
But something bugs him. He just stares at Choi, his face blank for a good minute or so.
"How can guy be so small," he wonders aloud. "Are you domovoi spirit? Did you crawl out of house to come here? Where is your beard and hair, domovoi?" Pale blue eyes squint thoughtfully, before the Russian just laughs heartily and shakes his head.
"Is good spirit, da," the man offers, hands easing into his pockets as he glances toward Hayato. "Very well, yes. I think we can take this on-fire physical educations teacher out. That is name, yah?" Whatever response he receives, the man just rolls his neck on his shoulders before he pulls his hands from his pockets, assuming a neutral stance.
"I admit I am very disappointeds. I was hoping for pretty girl, or even woman with big bufera." To emphasize its meaning, Grigori's hands lift and come out a bit at his pectorals. He means boobs, obviously.
"But whatever. Let us fight."
With Choi and Grigori's entrances the main lights turn on, fully illuminating the arena. Hayato lowers his arm slightly, letting his shinai rest on his shoulder as he observes his two opponents. The one with the claws looks pretty scrawny, but the big guy looks pretty tough. And as for Grigori's lamentation... Well, Hayato also wouldn't mind if some big breasted women were involved. But that's not exactly something he can proclaim in front of his students.
Hayato rolls his neck a few times, producing a series of popping noises. "Well, if you two fellas are ready, I'd say we can get this party started." Hayato waits a moment for his opponents to react, then thrusts his fist into the air, bringing about more cheering from the audience. He then grins at the Russian and the Korean. "You two want to make this a little more interesting? Loser buys drinks afterwards. How's that sound?"
Hayato doesn't wait too long for an answer, though. Spreading his legs and tensing his shoulders, the teacher takes a deep breath, then resumes grinning. His clothing begins to flutter, then waves of fiery chi begin radiating off of him. The display raises the volume of the cheering, which in turn causes Hayato's spirit to burn even hotter! A vicious cycle, indeed.
COMBATSYS: Hayato has started a fight here on the left meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Grigori has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Hayato gathers his will.
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Hayato 0/-------/---====|-------\-------\0 Grigori
COMBATSYS: Choi has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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Well, the Korean just frowns. He was having trouble reading his partner. And he was calling him small! Well, in a way that Choi couldn't understand. He just laughs nervously. He really wanted to be on his teammates good side this time. Ever since the Acacia fiasco, he learned that encouraging teamwork is better than personal pleasures and vendettas. And then he says things that the midget does not even understand.
"Big bufera- oh! You mean breasts! Yeah! I feel the same way, buddy boy! No offense." Actually, a disturbing was that a lot of the larger men actually have bigger chests than most of the women. For example, Hugo is considered one of the most busty characters in the Capcom series of game, technically. Grigori, for all purposes, could likely have a massive chest. However, as he lacked ovaries, this negated any sexy elements of this.
I mean. He DOES lack ovaries, right?
In any case, with the Hayato feller going all out with his epic charge, the Korean rubs his chin. He really ought to charge into that fire. That might be wise. Or suicidal. But he had to look manly! And aggressive. He could sense the Great Justice in this man. And the awesome. Offering to buy drinks if they won? Screw panties (though with Choi, don't think about that!) This fight was going to be win-win in the end!
That was more than enough for the Korean. He slips out from around Grigori, and lowers himself into an attack stance. "Oh, so you want to buy us drinks, in other words? HAH. It is on, buddy boy." He crosses his arms over himself, and winds his entire body back. And then, with little warning, he explodes into a roll in front of him. Whipping along the ground at alarming speed, he shoot into a drilling strike out at the man. Claws out, he spins through the air at roughly a 70 degree angle. He wasn't trying to hit him directly, it seems. Maybe he wanted to give Grigori a clear shot. In any case, watch out for Choi, dude!
"Yes. The breasts," Grigori replies, a low chuckle escaping the man's dry lips as he fixes those pale eyes on the Burning Phys Ed Teacher. "And no offenses taken, domovoi. Is good, yeah?" His shoulders roll easily, a smirk lingering on the man's face as he continued sizing Hayato up. But when the man speaks, Grigori's brow lifts a touch, his expression thoughtful.
Drinks? "Eh...I can buy that. I just hope you have lots of money, burning-man. You will be buying domovoi here and me lots of them." A loud laugh follows, even as Choi springs into action, defying incredible odds to launch himself claws-first into the literally-burning teacher. The sight draws a scowl over the former Spetznas' face.
But there's no time to stand around! Inhaling deeply, the soldier charges forward just after Choi leaps at Hayato, attempting to weave in after the Korean handles the teacher to snare the man by the throat and lift him from the ground before hurling him in the opposite direction if possible with a loud bellow that nearly bleeds into a laugh.
COMBATSYS: Hayato blocks Grigori's Medium Throw.
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COMBATSYS: Hayato counters Houkou Tenkan from Choi with Counter Thrust.
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Hayato would certainly prefer not to be snared by the throat. He can see Grigori charging in toward him... But Choi is a more immediate problem. Those claws look painful, and Hayato would prefer to minimize the amount of blood he loses in this battle. Choi seems to be pretty quick and acrobatic... but that doesn't mean he can't be swatted. The first sign Choi will get that something is wrong is when Hayato steps toward him. The second sign is Hayato's right arm being pulled up and back. The third, and definitive sign, is when Hayato's fist comes crashing down on Choi in mid flight, impacting with the top of the Korean's head and driving him all the way into the floor. This, of course, winds up stopping Choi's flight dead in its tracks.
A moment later there's the matter of Grigori to deal with. Hayato doesn't quite have time to fully stand back up before the Russian is upon him, but he does still have a free arm. Grigori's hand snaps out, but what he winds up grabbing is Hayato's arm. And by the way the teacher's grinning, it looks like it's going to be pretty tricky for Grigori to actually fling Hayato about with that grip.
Wait. He has COUNTER? Ooooooooh snotbubbles. Senses something is in fact wrong at the first step. He was charging into a charge? That was dumb. However, he was then pulling back. That was also bad. He was going to punch his charge? And then, oh yes, he does it. The Korean is SMASHED in the skull. And naturally, he is sent hurtling through the air, only crumpling in a funny position about 15 feet away.
And the crowd goes wild! Hayato has smashed the enemy of all school girls! Flowers are hurled, chants are made. Hayato is a national hero over live TV! And all the Korean can do is stagger up. And he says only one thing in response to this.
"Huh?"
He fixes his hat tight on his bald scalp again. Well. He suddenly missed the idea of sexy girls. He snorts twice, and begins running right at the teacher again. HE wasn't going to let THAT happen again, that's for sure. With Grigori going for the front, he was going to go for the opening. Rolling along the ground at about 5 feet from Hayato, he rotates around to the teacher's back. As he closes in, he falls on his knees, curled over in a bowing position. He was right behind the teacher. If Grigori knew anything about bullying, he would know what would come next. Hayato was in a perfect position for the prank of a lifetime.
But would it work?
COMBATSYS: Choi assists Grigori.
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Hayato 0/-------/----===|=====--\-------\0 Choi
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That had to hurt. Privately, the Russian has sympathy for the tiny Korean fighter.
Grigori watches with a distantly dumbfounded expression as Choi is intercepted and ultimately sent flying fifteen feet, to land in a pile of Korean a distance away. He makes his move at Hayato regardless, and the only thing he manages to seize then and there is the man's arm. A scowl briefly locks its place on the Russian's face, eyes narrowing a scant bit before he steps back and releases, giving Hayato room.
For now, anyway.
Out of the corner of his eye, however, he notes the little Korean rolling around, moving behind the Burning Phys Ed Teacher, and hopefully out of sight. It's doubtful Choi is out of Hayato's mind. So what's a six-five, two-fifty pound Russian to do in this situation?
Smirking a wolfish grin, the man's blue eyes narrow as he observes the Taiyo teacher. Cracking his knuckles, the soldiers widens his stance...before he rushes the man, and attempt to shouldercheck the Japanese fighter and knock him off his feet, thanks to Choi! And should that succeed, the Russian will leap OVER Choi and land near Hayato before he lifts a leg, attempting to slam a heel down hard right onto the man's sternum!
COMBATSYS: Grigori successfully hits Hayato with Combo Throw.
Glancing Blow
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Hayato takes a shoulder to the chest and, thanks to Choi's quick thinking, is sent tumbling down onto his back. He doesn't lay there for long, however, particularly after it becomes clear that Grigori isn't done just yet. When the Russian leaps over Choi, Hayato is already rolling out of the way, bringing him out of range before he leaps up to his feet. "Ah, nice try. Almost got me there!"
The Burning Phys Ed Teacher slams his right fist into his left hand, grinning at Choi and Grigori. "So, big guy... Looks like you've got a pretty good idea of how to dish it out. But I wonder, can you take it?" Hayato snaps his arm out, holding his shinai extended to his side, and then he charges toward Grigori. His arm swings up, then brings the shinai crashing down toward Grigori's head. He follows it up with another swing, this one toward the Russian's ribs, chaining it into another swing from the other side. Then, finally, he ends it by bringing his arm up once more, going for a strike to Grigori's collarbone.
Choi, setting Grigori up for the ULTIMATE PRANK against Hayato, grins broadly. It actually worked. The big man/little man combo was very effective. And while Grigori missed with his super-nasty downward kick, the Korean wasn't about to let that keep him down. "Nice work, buddy boy!" The Korean shouts, keeping his partner encouraged. It was just like he and Chang all over again! And when Hayato gets back up, Choi is already on the move.
Rolling along the ground, he pops back up. Pushing himself along the ground with his claws, he rushes over behind Hayate. Backstabbing? Was Choi really going to stab the poor teacher in the back? The entire audience starts booing and hissing, and yelling out warnings to their favorite PE teacher. And what does Choi do? He positions himself low to the ground, and aiming his claws straight for Hayate's round well-toned buttocks...
He attempts a butt poke.
COMBATSYS: Grigori blocks Hayato's Scolding Slash.
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Just when the Russian thinks he's got Hayato's sternum pegged, the man rolls out of the way, leaving that expensive and rock-solid heel of his leather Italian leather boot to slam into the arena floor. Blue eyes lazily drift aside, watching as the teacher rolls a bit, leaps and lands on his feet. Almost got him, he says. The man sneers. He pauses, glancing aside to Choi as he compliments the former soldier. It earns the Korean a healthy laugh and faint nod.
But then it's back to Hayato.
"Can I take it? Tch," The Russian tosses his head, pale blue eyes drawing shut as he just eases his hands to his side. "Of course I can. If I can't, I would not be in the Saturday Night Fights. I would be a coward, da?" His eyes open, leveling on Hayato as the shinai draws outward. The man tenses his arms in response, holding them out at his sides before he brings one up, intercepting the blow of the shinai on his forearm. The other swing is intercepted with the opposite arm, a grunt escaping his clenched teeth. The guy hits hard.
The final blow is dealt with by bringing both arms forward, catching the shinai blow on both forearms, the man's feet sliding back against the arena floor barely an inch. Only after does the man lower his arms and peer at the Taiyo Phys Ed teacher.
"Ah, you are strong. I likes that, yes," he replies with a grin...that swiftly turns into a sneer. Inhaling deeply, the former soldier charges forward at Hayato, attempting to close in and swing an arm up, a knife hand blow aimed for his neck. Should it connect, the man brings his arm back over the opposite shoulder before he slams it forward, attempting to strike Hayato in the face with his elbow. And then?
Then, as Choi goes for the poke to the ass with his claws, Grigori lifts a leg and attempts to kick the teacher in the stomach with enough force to send him tumbling head over heels.
COMBATSYS: Hayato dodges Choi's Power Strike.
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COMBATSYS: Hayato endures Grigori's Cimejes.
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Hearing Choi behind him, Hayato swiftly steps to the side, forcing Grigori to change the direction of his assault if he still wishes to connect. But then he doesn't have enough time to evade the Russian's attack, so he doesn't try. The knife hand attack strikes Hayato in the neck, but he doesn't buckle under it. And when the elbow strikes out, Hayato lowers his head so that it hits him in the forehead, rather than the center of the face. It still hurts, but it keeps him from being stunned. And that's important.
It's important because, when Grigori's foot slams into Hayato's stomach, the teacher is reaching out to grab the Russian. He holds his ground, reaching out with one hand to grab Grigori's arm, and his other hand to grab the Russian's head on the opposite side. He'll then yank down on the limb, while pulling to the side with his grip on the head, all designed to slam Grigori right down into the floor. Then lift him back up and slam him down again, for good measure.
And even though Choi's invasive proctology procedure failed, the Korean wasn't down for the count. For whatever reason, the PE Teacher was still tied up with the big guy. Maybe he was waiting for a chance for Choi to make a mistake. Like in his first attack. Man. That was a screw up. Choi was still feeling the bruises from that. And he thinks his spine was out of alignment. Where was Kyoko where you needed her? That would be AWESOME. Hey, Hayato, could I trade booze for some one-on-one time with Kyoko?
Anyways, when Hayato and Grigori start to drift off to the side, that seems like a great chance for Choi to strike. Coiling up again, he takes five rapid steps for Hayato. Trying to strafe his sides to flank him, he makes keeps walking forward, and winds back with a punching... And suddenly does a front flip forward, trying to smash the back of his heel into Hayato's kidney. The left one to be precise. Because he needed the right one for pumping booze out of him!
COMBATSYS: Grigori counters Strong Throw from Hayato with Haures.
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It isn't as clean a strike as Grigori would like, but the hit alone is enough to draw a sneer of contentment from the man. It's just a pity that poor Choi's butt strike was avoided altogether. That could have been almost as hilarious as the time-honored tradition of bully shoving they previously attempted! A short laugh escapes him, as he begins to shove the man with a foot.
Begins being the key word.
Because just as his foot plants into Hayato with a firm shove, the Phys Ed teacher snags him by the leg, earning him an odd look. He moves with the other, then, reaching out in an attempt to seize the Russian's arm. As for Grigori...well, he snaps an arm out to the side, seizing that incoming appendage with his arm and twisting it sharply, to lock it painfully into place. His smirk grows, as Choi makes HIS attempt.
That's when Grigori's other arm reels back before he punches it into the teacher's throat, before he drops both arms and lunges forward bodily, attempting to harshly headbutt the man in the center of his face with his skull with a guttural bellow.
COMBATSYS: Choi successfully hits Hayato with Toorima Geri.
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Hayato gives a grunt of pain as Choi's heel smashes into his kidney, but he doesn't move much under the impact. This is partially due to his arm being snared by Grigori, but has much to do with his muscular build. He does, however, move shortly afterwards, when Grigori punches him the throat, then headbutts him. The teacher staggers backwards, blood dripping from his nose and a slightly dazed look in his eyes.
It doesn't last for long, however. A quick shake of his head and Hayato is back in action. He glances from Grigori to Choi, then lunges toward the Korean. The little fella has really been getting underfoot, and Hayato doesn't need him dancing around and poking away at him. Also, sooner or later those claws are probably going to start digging into his flesh... and that won't be pleasant. Hayato's shinai whips out, aiming to crack against the side of Choi's head. Hayato doesn't put his full force behind the blow... but he can't afford to commit himself too heavily while he's still got another opponent to deal with.
COMBATSYS: Choi endures Hayato's Shinai Slap!
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Well, Choi normally doesn't take a hit on purpose. Recovering from his rapid kicking attack, he balanced himself out, getting his footing. And Hayato was on him already. That fiery teacher did live up to his reputation. So Choi had a few options. Try to dodge, and get hit in the skull. Try to block, and get hit in the skull. Or... get hit in the skull. And Choi does that. When that paddle come around, he does the least expected thing. Headbutt it.
His forehead meets the sword hard, knocking it back a bit. Yes, Choi was now very dazed. But he did what a dazed person like him could only do. Spin. And did he spin. Faster and faster he spun, whipping up a wild cyclone of energy. Unable to see, he just let the tornado centered on him do his work.
And the Korean just charged at Hayato, wreathed in chi.
Stepping back from the teacher, the Russian man gives both of the two other men present their much-needed time together. And it appears that Hayato's idea of 'time alone' is smacking the poor Korean man harshly upside the head. Did he even have a chance, the imposing man wonders. A brief moment later his head lightly shakes as he shrugs it off.
But there is a rhyme to Choi's reason, however mad it may very well be. Because soon enough he spins rapidly, an odd cyclone of energy whipping up that gives Grigori reason to hesitate, an arm reaching up to lightly shield his face from potential backlash or debris caught in the cyclone's wake. But the moment he finds an opening...
He charges forward, barreling again for Hayato with a growl in an attempt to swing a leg up and sock the man hard in the kidneys with the toe of his leather boot.
COMBATSYS: Hayato blocks Choi's Shin! Tatsumaki Shinkuu Zan.
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COMBATSYS: Hayato counters Light Kick from Grigori with Burning Cross Counter.
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Hayato's not even going to /try/ to do anything fancy when a tornado of claws and chi comes twirling toward him. He just crosses his arms, letting the wind buffet him as the chi infused tornado crashes over him. The teacher's sleeves get sliced up a bit, but he manages to otherwise weather the storm fairly well. But then, however, Grigori comes charging toward him and Hayato has to move. Uncrossing his arms he manages to slip away from the tornado, turning to face the Russian.
Grigori's barreling toward him, but Hayato just grins. As the Russian swings his leg up, he might notice flaming chi suddenly surrounding Hayato's fist. By that point, however, it's too late. Hayato's fist swings out, slamming into the soldier's face with stone crushing force. More than enough to knock Grigori back to the point where the kick isn't able to connect.
Choi's whirlwind eventually winds down, and Choi slowly drifts backwards. Well, it looks like you survived the attack. And smashed Grigori. The chi begins to die down, and so does the Korean's spinning. And there they were, back at square one. Grigori was getting smoked, and Choi was getting broke. He had to come up with something cunning, fast. And then, it hits him! He would distract Hayato!
But how? He couldn't just tap him on the shoulder. That would result in a face smashing. And he couldn't just grab him. That might be considered a throw. And would result in more face smashing. He needed something desperate. And then, he knows what he must do.
The Korean removes his hat, and looks at the inside lining. Pictures of Tiffany. A lock of hair. And there is was. Choi's emergency pair of a panties. Laced in pink and dressed in tiny hearts, Choi delicately pulled it out. This was it. He had meant for this for personal use, but in a fight, victory was more than enough. Besides, panties weren't THAT hard to find. Especially used. A tear welling up in his eye, he pulls the panty back like a rubber band, and aims it at Hayato. "HEY! HAYATO! CATCH THIS!" He snarks, unleashing the relatively harmless panty out at him. Distractions away!
COMBATSYS: Choi assists Grigori.
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There's one thing that crosses the Russian's mind, as he closes in on Hayato and notes the smirk.
That thought? Oh, shit.
The next moments are a blur; the Russian is suddenly punched in the face with a flaming fist with enough force to send Grigori soaring across the arena. Literally. He only stops because he lands back-first into the wall lining the arena floor, his massive frame actually sticking to it for a few seconds. Only THEN does the man fall to his knees with an audible grunt.
His face is a wreck. Singed and burned and bleeding, he's already begun to look like a goddamned mess as swelling kicks in. It's an effort and chore for the man to struggle to his feet, his shoulders shivering as he coughs low. Gingerly he grabs his face, his hand coming back bloodied and a mess. It draws a fierce scowl across the man's dry lips. When pale eyes sweep up, they spy Choi throwing panties like a rubber band at Hayato.
And he laughs loudly.
"Good job, domovoi!" the Russian offers as he suddenly bursts forward with speed that would belie his stature, blazing a trail right for Hayato. He cocks a fist back, with every intention of slamming it right into the man's throat. And should it connect, the Russian will shoot a leg out, to sweep him off his feet and take him down, hands gripping at the man's outfit to shove him with less-than gentle guidance. When grounded, however, Grigori will crouch low...before he leaps up and comes down hard with both thick, rock-solid heels onto Hayato's chest with all two-hundred and fifty pounds of meaty Russian muscle.
COMBATSYS: Grigori successfully hits Hayato with Asmodeus.
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Hayato isn't quite able to see what it is that Choi's preparing to launch at him, so when the panties are fired he does, in fact, catch them. He looks at them quizzically for a moment, then realizes just what they are. "Hey, what-" His question never actually gets asked, however. This is due to Grigori's fist being driven into his throat, followed by a leg knocking him off his feet and the Russian slamming him into the ground. Then stomping on him.
With a grunt of pain, Hayato sits up, then pulls himself to his feet. "Ugh. Not bad... but it's not enough, not yet!" Tightening his grip on the shinai, Hayato brings the bamboo blade slicing down toward Grigori's face, following up a moment later with an upward angled punch from his left hand toward the Russian's chest.
What? And just ditch the panties? What kind of man are you? Hayato, are you really a Gym teacher? A master of so many girls? And you REFUSE to know panties by sight? Have gym shorts taught you nothing? I bet you never even thought of using the sword for kinky reasons! You are a terrible person! You are the kind of man that Choi would never admit to knowing!
Which is why you have so many female fans.
Choi, his panties proving useful, soon figures another way to be useful. As he is focused on Grigori, the Korean instead focuses on HIM. Getting a running start, he then starts diving through the air. And from there, he begins to do another (!) drilling attack! As he closes in on the instructor from behind, he dips down violently, aiming for his legs. What kind of genius was this? Was he being... cunning?
COMBATSYS: Grigori blocks Hayato's Random Strike.
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Hayato 0/-------/----===|-------\-------\0 Choi
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|====---\-------\0 Grigori
The moment those painful heels crunch into Hayato's chest, an odd, eerily satisfied smile edges its way over the man's lips. To him, there's no greater pleasure than causing others pain in the middle of a fight--especially those who are strong, such as the Burning Phys Ed Teacher. And he likes challenges. The only thing Grigori doesn't like is losing.
It's a vicious circle.
Stepping off the man, the Russian backs up, watching the teacher closely as he rises to his feet. A smirk crosses his lips as the man's remark, but before he can properly retort and refute, the man is moving into action, slamming his shinai right at him. Broad arms move up and, with a well-timed swing, shield his face from both strikes.
It still staggers the former Spetznas, his shoulders heaving lightly as he grunts.
When Choi moves, Grigori moves as well, staggering just behind the other man. Only when he gets a good opening will the Russian attempt to lash out and grab the teacher by an arm, pulling him in and lifting a leg. He'll try to plant a foot into his stomach as Grigori falls back, taking Hayato with. And, rolling, he'll push off with his foot, to send the man sailing far and high, to land messily if he can help it.
COMBATSYS: Choi successfully hits Hayato with Houkou Tenkan.
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Hayato 0/-------/--=====|=------\-------\0 Choi
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|====---\-------\0 Grigori
COMBATSYS: Hayato dodges Grigori's Strong Throw.
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Hayato 0/-------/--=====|=------\-------\0 Choi
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|====---\-------\0 Grigori
Hayato has no comment on any of Choi's questions or statements. He does have some comment on Choi's attack, but he doesn't get a chance to state it before Choi slashes into his legs from behind. There's a spray of blood as the back of Hayato's pants legs are torn to ribbons, and the teacher goes crashing over onto his back. Good thing for Choi that he's moving fast enough that Hayato doesn't land on him. Even on his back, though, Hayato can see Grigori coming after him. He quickly rolls forward, which both keeps him out of the Russian's reach, and brings him closer to Choi.
This suits Hayato just fine. The Korean might have been moving fast, but maybe Hayato will still have a chance to snare him by the leg. If he succeeds, Hayato will stand up, dragging Choi with him so that he's holding the short man dangling upside down. He won't hold him there for long, though, not with those claws. However, it shouldn't take long for Hayato to drive his fist into Choi's face. The range is a bit too close to effectively use the shinai, but that doesn't stop Hayato from punching somebody with the hand holding it!
COMBATSYS: Choi fails to interrupt Medium Strike from Hayato with Geketsu Tsuki.
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Hayato 0/-------/-======|====---\-------\0 Choi
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|====---\-------\0 Grigori
Oh no! Choi thought he had a plan. As he dove for Hayato's legs, this was a set up for his next attack. Once he dove by them, he was going to whip around his legs, and start tearing him to pieces! Instead, he failed. Horribly.
Instead of clearing his legs, he gets tied up in them. Whipped around in the wrong way, he feels a strong smash in his skull, before being tossed away. Blood was trickling from his head. And, uh. How many head injuries has Choi received again?
"CHORTLE FOUR, MR. PRESIDENT!" The Korean replies, as he staggers back up from the ground.
Thank you, Choi.
There's blood drawn, but it's by Choi's tiny clawed hands, not Grigori's. Woe.
No matter, however. The Russian seems amiable enough, the tiniest of smirks lingering on his dry lips as he takes a few steps back and lets the Korean man handle the situation. He doesn't really have a choice, Grigori wagers. The teacher is attempting to punch the guy in his face. And bless his heart, Choi tries to show Hayato a world of claw pain. It doesn't pan out however, and Grigori lightly winces.
Rather than get involved in the mess again, however, the Russian stands back for the moment, large arms crossing over his broad chest. Peering intently with one eye, the former Spetznas watches the two men, as Choi rises from the ground and, more importantly, Hayato. What will his next move be? THAT is what the Russian is looking out for.
"Hey, domovoi? Are you alright?" he asks, casually.
COMBATSYS: Grigori focuses on his next action.
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Hayato 0/-------/-======|====---\-------\0 Choi
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|====---\-------\0 Grigori
Phew. These two are really giving Hayato a run for his money. Might be time to mix things up a bit, see if Hayato can get things working in his favor. While Choi is reeling and Grigori is watching him to see what he'll do, Hayato suddenly turns and runs! What's this, is he fleeing? Oh, don't worry, he'll be back soon. Running to the edge of the arena, the Burning Phys Ed Teacher grabs a metal bench, then turns around and begins running back toward his opponents.
What's coming next should be fairly obvious. Hayato's running at high speed and carrying a heavy metal bench. What else is he going to do but hurl the piece of furniture in Grigori's direction? It starts by flying straight, but it's not properly aerodynamic, putting some wobbling into the bench's flight fairly quickly.
Well, Choi is punchdrunk now. Or as he would say it. Drunchmunk. Or Drenched Monkey! The Korean begins making some 'ook ook ook' sounds as he makes scratching gestures at his armpits. Yes. The Audience is enjoying the little man making a big ass of himself. He begins to jump up over to Hayato. As he hurls the Metal Bench, the Korean can't help but watch him, fixing his hat in the process. And then, with a screeching noise, he rattles his arms in the air. He then leaps at Hayato, slashing his arms in the air viciously, but ineffectively. He needed to shake this wonkiness fast.
COMBATSYS: Hayato successfully hits Grigori with Large Thrown Object.
- Power hit! -
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Hayato 1/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Choi
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|=======\=------\1 Grigori
When Choi offers monkey sounds, it's all the confirmation Grigori needs to know that, well. The Korean is definitely not all right. Or maybe he's a Drunken Boxer. Frankly the Russian isn't sure, what with the claw-wearing Korean's odd style and all. It's definitely the first one he's seen.
But when pale eyes lazily drift back onto Hayato, there's suddenly a bench in his grasp and it's flying RIGHT for the man's chest. Snarling like some angry dog, the Russian steps forward in an attempt to swat the bench with his elbow out of midair--and grossly underestimates the length of the metal seat. As a result of this, the man is sent sailing back, hitting the wall once again, practically pinned into the wall by metal.
Groggily, Grigori lifts his broad hands and shoves the bench away, offering a loud, winded groan as he pulls himself out of the hole his large body made in the wall. Stumbling to his feet, he marches forward, pale blue eyes fixed on Hayato with another sneer--albeit a bloodied and weak sneer. He's running on vapors.
With one last rush the man charges at Hayato, closing in on the teacher and lashing out. He attempts to snare his arm and twist, joint locking it into place before he swings his legs up and wraps them around his chest. Using his own weight he will try to drag him down and land on his upper back, using his legs to swing Hayato down and head first into the ground. With his arm still seized, Grigori will try to painfull twist and lock it before his body relaxes, releasing the man.
Hit or miss, however, the Russian will fall to the ground and lay there. Maybe he'll catch a name and dream of the women he never gets to fight..?
COMBATSYS: Grigori can no longer fight.
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Hayato 1/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Choi
COMBATSYS: Choi successfully hits Hayato with Quick Strike.
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Hayato 1/------=/=======|====---\-------\0 Choi
COMBATSYS: Grigori successfully hits Hayato with Marchosias.
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Hayato 1/---====/=======|====---\-------\0 Choi
Choi's slashing may not be the most devestating attack ever, but it does work. The front of Hayato's shirt gets slashed open, as do his sleeves, since he's not able to do a particularly good job of fending off Choi's wild strikes. And they also serve to distract him long enough for Grigori to get up and close in on him. Hayato's dragged down to the floor, his head smashing painfully into it. And then, of course, there's his arm being yanked up behind him and painfully stretched. At least, until Grigori's strength fails him, giving Hayato the chance to get back to his feet.
Hayato wobbles slightly as he takes a step toward Choi. Then he manages to stumble forward into a run, raising his shinai up high as he sprints wildly toward Choi. His head is swimming, but he can still see Choi, and see that he's standing. And that's all he needs to know. Now the question is, can he manage to catch the Korean?
COMBATSYS: Hayato can no longer fight.
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|====---\-------\0 Choi
COMBATSYS: Hayato successfully hits Choi with Burning Push-Ups.
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|=======\=======\1 Choi
And after his first strike hits home, Hayato drives Choi all the way to the ground. And then the punishment for his wicked ways begins! Strike after strike, Hayato doesn't allow Choi to get up, to roll away, or really to do /anything/ to defend himself. Every movement is met with another strike, knocking him back to the floor. The assault goes on and on... and at some point, Hayato finally passes out, yet still manages to get in a few more strikes... before toppling over, right on top of Choi.
Choi begins making monkey noises, tilting side to side. And then, Hayato gets on him. I mean. Seriously. My goodness. HAYATO gets on him. Wailing out on him as an self-respecting teacher would, Choi takes one strike after another. Yes. Hayato spanks him like a monkey. Choi seems to fall over on his face, just receives the punishment. He didn't have much left in him! And now, he was gone. And Hayato falls on top of him. But then there is a twitch. Could there be anything left in the Korean?
COMBATSYS: Choi takes no action.
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|=======\=======\1 Choi
COMBATSYS: Choi has reached second wind!
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|=======\=======\1 Choi
Choi is engulfed in darkness. There is nothing but paddling. The pain was already gone. And Choi was alone. There was nothing. And then, there was something. A tiny light at the end of the darkness. Choi ran towards the light in his unconscious dream world. In there, there was a single gingko tree on a grass knoll. Choi climbed up the tree, and played in the branches. It was wonderful up there.
And then, Choi noticed something. At the base of the tree, there was a tiny flower. Tittering, Choi dropped down from the branches, and investigated the flower. Looking up close, it was a strange flower. Soft petals, and a sort of pink-white color to it. Choi moved in closer, and took a long smell of the flower. It was a wonderful smell, like lilacs, sugar, and sweat. It was the scent of a lady. A wonderful lady. A lady that was...
Real. Choi opened his eyes. Hayato was pressing him down into the ground. The judges were there, inspecting the fighters. But Choi didn't pay attention to them for long. He looked down at where his face was buried. And there, he saw it. A while ago, he used a pair of emergency panties against Hayato. And as luck would have it, there is was again. The Korean fell right where the underwear he lost so long ago landed. He took another strong sniff, and felt new energy coming over him.
To the surprise and horror of everyone in the dome, the Choi suddenly shoves the PE teacher off him, holding the panties up to his face. Each whiff brought new energy in him. New power. Finally removing them from his face, he roared at the top of his lungs. "PAAAAAAAAANTIES! WONDERFUL PANTIES!" And, just as victory was clearly his, a wave of boos and hisses erupted from the stands.
Followed by a wave of drinks, cinderblocks, and lit firecrackers.
Log created on 20:00:33 04/19/2008 by Grigori, and last modified on 15:07:08 04/23/2008.