Description: High above the canopy, Blanka waits for the epic battle of warrior on warrior. Below, Bison prepares in his own way - who shall win?!? (Winner: M. Bison)
Lush jungle, eager fighter.
Blanka has seen someone he's fought in the League doing well at maintaining his belt, his status and standing. He's seen the tapes and watched them, pondering in his head just how much the Brazillian Beast has improved in comparison to the Pugilistic Punisher. How much could Blanka do in another fight against the man, and could he actually win his belt off the other warrior? It wasn't so much a fierce competition for Blanka - just a chance to extend himself, to seek a testing point, a benchmark. Not that he could ever express this, no - in his mind, he just knows he needs to do this - and as such he'd issued the challenge (in crayon, crudely drawn), and high-tailed it back to Brazil, to prepare.
The situation of the fight was certainly put in Blanka's favor, the stipulation that the match take place high above the ground a definite advantage to the green-skinned giant. He hangs easily from tree branches, makes his way to the upper reaches, where his head sticks out from the canopy, bright orange hair a beacon for any Bisons that were to happen along. Still, he ponders how the fight will go - the other man is scarily strong - or at least, strong in a way that would be scary if Blanka were not doing this for the sheer joy of playing with Bison and for the simple rise to the challenge of the other man's strength.
Lush jungle.
Angry fighter.
At least it's a 'dry' heat, right? Bison grumbles to himself as he wades through the deep jungle. The crew's already mostly in place, right? But Bison definitely is disadvantaged here. He's no guerilla warrior; he ain't used to lookin' for Charlie in the trees. He's gonna have to be a woodsman here, not just a boxer.
"Motherf**k," the man growls, repeatedly, with increasing volume, until an SNF official clears his throat.
"Sir, we're here," he says, deferentially. Bison's head snaps around towards him, then he turns towards the jungle. Big green man. Bison remembers him. That guy, a freak...
"Well then bring that greenie out here!" he exclaims... then decides to do it himself. Wading, crashing into the clearest area he can, he isn't even lookin' for Blanka, he just gets into the clearing and shouts, "I'M HERE YA BIG GREEN MOOK, NOW COME GET ME!!!"
... Below?
Surprise is on Blanka's face, but it certainly turns quickly into amusement. Humor, in fact - He's not keen on forcing Bison to battle in the branches high up, but he's also looking for a way to show off a bit for the cameras. As Bison staggers around, crashing and clearing out the area he wishes to fight in, Blanka drops back into the lush cover of the greenery and foliage. He drops easily from branch to branch, large hands and feet catching wood where they can, whipping him from right side up to upside down in rapid succession, leaving him on the edge of that 'ring'. There, he smiles toothily at Bison, handing upside down from a low branch, even face level with the boxer.
"Blanka happy to see again - good fight - lots challenge. Bison not want to be in trees - Blanka not be in ground. Good fight, ok?" With that, he reaches out for a branch, snapping it off and swinging it at Bison with both hands, as if Bison were an upside-down pinata which Blanka were attepting to open! The branch is actually pretty dry-rotted, so any 'real' damage is going to be done by the giant green fist at the end of the stick as it follows through!
COMBATSYS: Blanka has started a fight here on the left meter side.
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Blanka 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: M.Bison has joined the fight here.
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Blanka 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 M.Bison
COMBATSYS: Blanka successfully hits M.Bison with Medium Punch.
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Blanka 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 M.Bison
Call it surprise. When Blanka drops down, Bison doesn't quite jump, but he -does- stare for a moment. "What the--"
... and then the branch is smashing across his face like balsa wood. Unfortunately, Blanka's fist is a bit more solid; it cracks solidly across Bison's face, snapping his head around.
Then he turns his head back, his eyes growing darker. Fun? Well, he'll have his own fun. "Aight... one punch for free, just like that Garcia chick... and that was it..." Bison cracks his neck, left, then right, then left again, eliciting those crunchy pops that never sound good.
And then he swings, swings for the trees--actually that mop of orange hair, with a swift hook punch to ring Blanka's bells.
COMBATSYS: Blanka blocks M.Bison's Hook Punch.
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Blanka 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 M.Bison
Snap, Cracckle, pop, Bison's neck?! That does not sound good at all! Blanka's jaw lolls open and he starts a Muttley sort of snickery-laugh at the look on Bison's face after the first attack. He's not laughing /at/ Bison, per se - but it could certainly be taken as such. The giant green monster digs his toes into the bark of the branch as he watches Bison recover, prepare - and then swing. The punch is caught on Blanka's crossed forearms, the impact enough to move him like a very heavy sandbag, sending him up in an arc like a pendulum. At the apex, he launches his arms out, and snags another branch.
Suspended as such, he looks down at Bison, and then grins ferally - there's a lick of his razor-sharp teeth, and then he drops down towards Bison, intent on landing on the man's shoulders. If he can, there will be a crackle of elecricity, a popping sound, and then a bright blue-white flash of power as Blanka gives the bigger man just as much Jungle Juice as he can handle!!
COMBATSYS: Blanka successfully hits M.Bison with Electric Thunder.
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Blanka 0/-------/------=|===----\-------\0 M.Bison
To say that Bison's getting a bit pissed off at getting hit is to very much understate the situation. The electric power races through his body, involuntarily forcing his muscles to twitch; finally he wrenches away, gasping, his eyes widening with pain and with shock. Literal and electric. This ain't supposed to go down this way...
Bison -growls-, and lunges forward, reaching for Blanka's head. His intent is simple; to grab Blanka by the head, lift him up, and start slamming Bison's big, thick head into Blanka's, three or four times, then turn and smash him into the nearest, thickest tree he can. And while he's doing that, he'll practically be roaring.
Who's the monster, Bison or Blanka? It's pretty hard to say at this moment.
COMBATSYS: M.Bison successfully hits Blanka with Head Bomber.
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Blanka 0/-------/---====|====---\-------\0 M.Bison
So far, things are going Blanka's way. So far, he's doing things right, keeping Bison off-track, and unprepared for what is coming next. The tingle he gets from using his own power is nothing compared to what Bison gets, and he's eagerly expecting the next retaliation - but not its ferocity. As Bison lunges in, Blanka attempts to get out of the way with another swing upwards, but fails, feeling Bison's head slam into his own once, twice, a third time. He's ripped from his mooring and slammed into the nearest tree, the impact rattling his head and making him dizzy, confused and dazed for a moment. High above, bananas stuck in the tree careen down towards the ground, landing in a heap next to Blanka.
"Awh-..ROO! Bison strong.. Blanka gonna be.. stronger!!" With that, the brazillian beast grabs the trunk of the tree he's crushed up against, and attempts to bend it over his shoulder. The roots break and pull from the ground, and the mighty trunk shrikes in protest as Blanka turns his body into a crude level, and attempts to smush Bison with the thick bark and heavy wood inside!
COMBATSYS: M.Bison interrupts Random Weapon from Blanka with Random Weapon.
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Blanka 1/------=/=======|======-\-------\0 M.Bison
Blanka is definitely possessed of some hellacious strength. Bison is, too. And he's got an additiona layer of crazy padding it--it's like baby fat that keeps a kid warm in the winter, protecting Bison from thinking too much about what he does. A safety measure.
That tree comes downwards, and it -slams- into Bison... for a moment it seems as though it might crush him under the weight of the tree. Until he unleashes a mighty roar, wordless and sounding just a bit crazy, and his arms wrap around the trunk. Surging, his muscles bulging, the big man takes control of the trunk and picks it up--with Blanka still hanging onto it--and he -twists- his body, slamming tree and Blanka against another tree.
That tree probably won't survive--in fact, it nearly explodes under the combined impact. After that, Bison stands there, breathing hard, big, thick shards of wood studding his shoulder and chest, blood seeping from the wounds. Things he doesn't seem aware of right now, his adrenaline level jacked way up.
Blanka has little to no crazy about him. At least, not right off the bat. He's full of instinct, but it's only trigered in certain situations, situations where he needs to be full of said instinct in order to survive. Those things don't normally trigger in fighs, what with the way he tries to keep his mind certain that it's just a game, just a playtime sort of thing.
Those instincts have their way of bubbling up to the foreground though, when put to the test. Such as having your body and the tree you used to ohit someone being lifted up and blown back into another tree. Dazed and uncertain, he's tricked into getting into a battle with Bison, one which might not end with a winner at all. The quest for status, an alpha male facing off against another. Fierce white flashes in Blanka's eyes as the dust clears, and from it, launched right at Bison, is a blazing ball of Blanka, full of blue-white and green, electricity intent on sparking up Bison's nervous ssytem like a one-two punch would do to most 'normal' boxers. Deep down, Blanka's already admitted that Bison's the stronger physically - but he's not ready to lose just/ yet. There's a howwl as he lets go with everything he's gont, an attempt to shock teeth out of his opponent!
COMBATSYS: M.Bison endures Blanka's Direct Lightning.
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Blanka 0/-------/---====|=======\=------\1 M.Bison
The lightning. Bison -hates- this. But he's going to prove he's strong enough to take it. So when Blanka comes charging in, transformed into that ball of lightning, Bison doesn't even move; he just takes the hit, it seems like. Once again his muscles silently scream and he shudders--but at the very end of it, he arches his back. And attempts to -chestbump- Blanka. It isn't an acknowledgement of Blanka's essential manliness--it's an attempt to throw him off his balance.
And whether he's successful or not he's going to then display -his- best technique--his Gigaton Blow. It doesn't, in fact, look too different from his normal punches--except that it's -fast-, his entire body blurring forward, and it's hellaciously strong. Bison's right fist is aiming to bury itself right into Blanka's chest, and maybe trying to come out the other side...
COMBATSYS: M.Bison successfully hits Blanka with Gigaton Blow.
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Blanka 1/----===/=======|=------\-------\0 M.Bison
Utterly amazing. Bison handles every attack Blanka can throw with aplomb and.. er, sheer unmitigated Rage. The epicness is not lost on Blanka, no - he knows that the man is doing his best to beat every thing that Blanka can bring. It's not enough for Blanka to try to short out Bison's nervous system - no, to stop Bison, Blanka would have to tear out the man's spine and heart as well - and those things seem untouchaable on this day. Bonked and bumped, Blanka staggers back - breaking contact from Bison as he brings his fist up and around, the swift strong punch catching the green giant n tihe side with an impressive *CRAK*, the sound of ribs giving way. Blanka sprawls out to the side, tubmling into the underbrush, a thud or two as trees rattle and quake from impacts. For a second, all is silent - Blanka's down, and the fight is over.
Or is it? There's a warning, a rattle as Blanka's managed to recover some of that momentum that Bison'd so happily given with his punch, and this time, Blanka's ball of energy isn't as fast, but it's larger than before, the half-unconcious beast inside more than willing to give until he's out cold, to try and bumrush Bison into the turf. He won't be standing at the end of this - the belt's not for him. But at least he can try for a measure of self-respect, that he gave as good as he got. Caue boy, he got gotten good!
COMBATSYS: Blanka can no longer fight.
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M.Bison 0/-------/------=|
COMBATSYS: Blanka successfully hits M.Bison with Direct Lightning.
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M.Bison 0/-------/--=====|
Nothing is untouchable. But Bison... he's tough. There are reasons that Vega hired him to be in Shadaloo, and there are reason that, despite his rather mad dog-like qualities, he's risen as high as he has in that organization. His tenacity is certainly one of those--but physically, his ability to take damage is another one. He -tries- to cover up and blunt the impact of Blanka and his lightning, but to no avail; the power crackles through him, around him.
His body held, in a long moment, in a corpse-like rictus; it's enough power to literally light him up from the inside, his bones glowing... and then the moment's over and the big man crashes to the turf, just like Blanka. The officials are, after a few moments, ready to call it a draw--until Bison stirs, and, with a deep groan, pushes to his knees, then onto wobbly feet.
"Goddamn that green guy can hit..." Oddly enough, Bison sounds almost satisfied now. So rare to find someone who really gives it to him like that... he's got to treasure those moments, kind of. He just wishes they didn't hurt so damn much.
COMBATSYS: M.Bison has ended the fight here.
Log created on 16:09:59 07/21/2008 by Blanka, and last modified on 20:12:31 07/25/2008.