Description: Dr. Tran, Dr. Tran, does everything that a particle can. Kaiwei Man, Kaiwei Man, Kaiwei Man hates Dr. Tran. They have a fight, Tran questions his sanity, Kaiwei Man.
[OOC] Dr. Tran throws up a log!
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "Do you want to start this party or should I?"
[OOC] Kaiwei says, "You had better clean that up when we're done."
[OOC] Kaiwei says, "You seem eager enough! Thank you for volunteering to start!"
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "Very well! Here I go!"
[OOC] Dr. Tran hnnnnngr!
The Park, the only park worth mentioning in the sprawling urban expanse that is Southtown. It's a great place to have a picnic, the sun is shining, birds are singing, the cute little creatures of the forest skitter about with dumb little grins on their dumb little faces. Get a princess in here and you've got a Disney movie, BAM.
It basically sucks. Dr. Tran, daring Secret Agent and Hero of the Free World, etc., is having none of it. A bluebird is trying to lift his coat up for some reason (maybe it smells like birdseed?) and he is having none of it.
"Git! Go on, shoo! I've got a fight, here! Do I look fair skinned to you? Shove off!" Tragically, it seems the doctor is meeting with little success.
Eiji has arrived.
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "Sorry Eiji you already missed the best part."
It's not enough to have bluejays singing on one's shoulder, nor the wildlife to start a rousing rendition of the Who's The Boss theme song in the background. No, what approaches is far, far worse. On the wind, one can hear high-pitched squeals and words incomprehensible. There's the occasional yell, the fight for plushy property between siblings. At the first sight of sixteen steps times two, burrowing rodents retreat into their hidey-holes while squirrels skitter up the nearest tree. Earthworms quiver under the vibrations set out by the tiny army...but to the average person, it just looke like a big mess of kids and their parents walking to the park.
Fourteen children from ages four to sixteen surround Kaiwei and his wife, each of the latter bearing a younger child, including the newborn. The older man had been out of the fighting spotlight for some time to see to the newest member of his family, his sixteenth and final child, and a son at that! Upon seeing swingsets, monkey bars, sand pits, et cetera, most of the kids take off to play amongst themselves. The older ones just find a seat, or tease their siblings by stealing the best swings, sitting on the highest bars.
"You there! Stop bothering that poor bird!" With a baby strapped into a harness on his chest, Kaiwei approaches the good doctor, aiming to help the bird with its troublesome predicament. Not to help Tran, though, of course not. He's the apparent instigator here, after all.
"Ggnnh! Why won't you leave me alone!?" Dr. Tran spins in a frustrated, futile circle, consistantly failing to beat happy Mr. Bluebird senseless. Freakin' birds are fast. It's like their superpower.
But, after a moment, the bird is forgotten. Tran turns toward the distance, an expression of horror slowly spreading across his face as he sees the incoming army of children. That many kids...and are they all spawned from that one couple? This guy, Tran focuses on Kaiwei for a moment, must be...he must have...Damn! The amazing doctor takes a step back in fear, despite himself. The bluebird keeps his coat held aloft, joined now by a buddy to hold the other corner.
Tran does his best to ignore them for the moment, the more properly to deal with Kaiwei himself as the man approaches. "I, no, that's not how it is! Look, are you the guy I'm supposed to fight?" And if he is...and these ARE all his kids...Tran chokes, a strangled sound from deep in his throat, at the thought of all these kids, growing up and following in their dad's fighting footsteps and...heaven forbid, going to /high school/. Unnerved, Tran just swallows, and finishes, "Let's just...let's just finish this. Quickly. Please?" He ends with a nervous glance toward some of the playground equipment.
Another pair of birds flutter down from above and place a crown of flowers on Tran's head. He doesn't seem to notice.
In the midst of Tran's horror, his ranting, his endless string of senseless questions, Kaiwei simply...stops trying to help get that coat off. He's staring directly at the first bird, who not only looks back, but cocks its head at him. "Why, yes, he IS adorable, isn't he?" With the wide smile of a proud father, Kaiwei undoes the velcro that holds his child onto his chest, but of course holds him from beneath to spare him the horror of being a literal bouncing baby boy. Still sleepy, the tiny human drools and babbles something, its miniature arms and legs curled up even as far as the fingers. The thing is, he's still not presenting the child to the man before him. He's having a conversation with the bird. Or, at least, he was, until he was so rudely interrupted.
"So, you are this 'Tran' person that I have to fight, are you?" His eyes narrow just a little more, causing the long tails of his eyebrows to shift further down the sides of his face. His infant gives a gurgle, effectively breaking whatever sort of disapproving tension that he had been trying to build. "Ah! Oh, it's time for his burping and changing." Taking his sweet time, Kaiwei brings his beloved child over to where his wife and some of the quieter kids have set out a cloth, making a picnic of the event. The baby is passed, the harness removed, and a kiss given to his darling spouse's cheek while exchanging words of amour. It's such a touching thing, really. When the man returns, he's smiling widely, chest swollen with paternal pride.
"Now then, if you'll excuse us?" Again, he's not talking to Tran. The Chinese man makes some sort of shooing motion toward the birds, and as if they can understand the language of Crazy, they start to flutter off. Only once gone does he lean in, speaking to Tran in hushed tones: "They'll never stop, you know. Horrible little things, they told me that they steal children in the night. Personally, I would start carrying insect repellant." ... ... ...What?
A part of Tran is rather grateful for getting little attention as the old man chat it up with a bird. It lets him pretend that he's in a little pocket of sanity, surrounded by an ocean of crazy.
It's total bunk, of course, Tran's practically drowning already. But it lets him /pretend/, and that is what is important. The doctor starts to respond to Kaiwei's inquiry. "Ye-" Oh. Baby time. Tran just stands there for a while, staring blankly even in the face of such a touching family scene. When Kaiwei finally returns from his fatherly duties, Tran opens his mouth, ready to say something...and then get pretty much pre-empted as the man's not even talking to him.
In retrospect, Tran kind of wishes it had stayed that way. Insect repellent? Stealing children in the night? Bluebirds? What? His mouth opens and closes for a few moments as Tran tries to find words, any words, to accurately describe just what it is that he's feeling right now. "I...you...you are a mountain of rolling turnips!"
Tran closes his eyes and breathes in and out carefully for a few moments, trying to recollect himself. He pops one peeper open to look at Kaiwei, a little suspiciously. "Come on, let's do...this."
"Turnips?" Kaiwei looks at Tran in the most incredulous manner possible, even going so far as to cant his head to the left. "Yes, he said turnips... Whatever is that supposed to mean, I wonder?" There's a faint pause, then: "No, I doubt that he's commenting on my special radish and chipmunk casserole, you be quiet." When he speaks, he's looking slightly off to the side, apparently at nothing. It seems that being away from his child has brought back the need for some companionship, even if it's not there. He sure thinks it is, though.
The old man's shoulders droop as a heady sigh leaves his lips. Indeed, it seems as though each muscle in his body is relaxed, calm and idle. A few steps are taken backward...then one forward. No, one more backward. Yes, that's the distance, precisely. "Please try not to hurt me too badly; one of my daughters is having a birthday party next week that I must attend!" Being a father of sixteen is truly hectic!
For the time being, Kaiwei remains passive, doing naught but turning most of the way to one side, keeping an arm up, extended, and loose in Tran's direction while the either balls a fist up at the small of his back.
COMBATSYS: Kaiwei has started a fight here.
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Kaiwei 0/-------/-------|
Candy has arrived.
COMBATSYS: Tran has joined the fight here.
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Tran 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Kaiwei
Well, it's good that Kaiwei's seeking independant counsel on the matter of the turnips, because Tran certainly has no idea. "Nevermind, I just...look, nevermind." Tran takes a couple steps back, and sufficiently calm for the moment, attempts to properly size Kaiwei up. Old...but pretty clearly knows what he's doing. Probably. And maybe he's just crazy. Well, that...you know what, fine. Tran can work with whatever comes of a crazy old man, whether he turns out to be a superhuman death-dealing machine or a feeble-boned, feeble-minded kneeknocker.
Bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet once or twice, just to convince himself that he's ready, Tran goes into action! ...cautiously. He brings his hands up, almost like he's a boxer, and then lances out with a few tenative, seeking jabs, seeking a hole in Kaiwei's defenses while at the same time being careful not to open one up on his own.
COMBATSYS: Kaiwei blocks Tran's Dr. Tran's Buttle Punch.
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Tran 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Kaiwei
Jabs are simple things, really. Kaiwei's hand is already forward, ready to receive such strikes. Each swing of the fist meets with Kaiwei's palm, the elbow bending to absorb most of the force. One punch is swept away, then another, always taking tiny steps back when he needs to restore the spinginess of his defending arm. Already, he can tell that he's gotten a little rusty, catching too much with the palm when he should be batting away. Alas, it will have to be chalked up to experience.
The boxer's stance is indeed a fine one for simultaneous offense and defense, however! One arm generally protects the face and ribs, the other used to distance the opponent. The flaw comes in that it's incredibly difficult to protect the diaphragm. Sure, gloved fists can be stopped by elbows coming together, but it's quite another thing entirely to keep a knife-handed strike from slipping through--as is demonstrated by the way that the old man slips a punch wide over his shoulder, stepping in to, ideally, jab his fingertips into the sensitive muscle that controls one's breathing.
COMBATSYS: Tran blocks Kaiwei's Jade Girl Prepares Feast.
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Tran 0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0 Kaiwei
[OOC] Kaiwei says, "I'll be leaving to drive home in about 30, but it should just take me 15 minutes to get back."
[OOC] Kaiwei says, "Just a heads up."
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "OK."
[OOC] Kaiwei stares at the Shadaloo throne chamber.
[OOC] Kaiwei says, "It seems that Vega's shopping for new drapes."
Dr. Tran's (not-so) wild offense runs rampant all over Kaiwei's, uh. Palms. Maybe not the most effective series of strikes, but then again, they weren't really supposed to be, either.
Far more important is the returning stroke coming from the wily old man. It is important to note that the doctor's stance, while LIKE a boxer's stance, is in actuality much sloppier because Dr. Tran hasn't ever boxed a day in his life. It's mostly luck that one of his hands is down by his stomach instead of up near his face, but by god he'll put that luck to use by violently shoving Kaiwei's hand aside so that it only jams into his ribcage. Ow, but not ow god can't breathe gaaaaasp.
Tran bends forward reflexively just a bit from the strike with a light rustle, and...wait, a rustle? Tran throws himself back in order to give him the time it takes to look up at his head and realize that at some point, somehow, a wreath of thorny twigs and wildflowers found its way onto his head. "What? I...what? When?!" Confusion alight on his face, Tran takes the only course he really can, and hucks it at Kaiwei like a nature-imbued frisbee.
COMBATSYS: Kaiwei overcomes Thrown Object from Tran with Thrown Object.
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Tran 0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0 Kaiwei
Oh, so very close! Keiwei's fingers jab against a rib, which while still a good strike, is one that his delicate fingertips weren't quite ready for! Immediately drawing the hand back, he hops once, twice on a single foot as he gets some space, shaking his hand as thought it were burnt. "Ow, ow! My goodness, you've a hard set of feathers on you, bird king!"
But enough about the hand. The stinging fades quickly enough, just in time to see what--to him--appears to be a circular saw, glowing with the holy power of Christ himself. Now, he's no devil, but no sane man would stand in the way of Jesus's own power tools, or even a dismembered part of one! Eyes widen in momentary panic, the elder's fist slipping out from behind him and forward, pausing only to capture the tip of whatever had been sticking out of his pocket between his first and second fingers. His left leg slides back, leaving his body at almost a forty-degree angle, were it not for the other, bent leg to support him.
In the meantime, a pacifier comes screaming through the air at tran, spinning wildly after knocking the crown of whatever into a tree, probably one of the kite-eating variety.
[OOC] Candy says, "Vega for Drapes?"
[OOC] Candy says, ".. Oh no you mean Human drapes. With frei as the drapes."
COMBATSYS: Tran dodges Kaiwei's Thrown Object.
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Tran 0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0 Kaiwei
[OOC] Candy zips to work
Candy has disconnected.
[OOC] Kaiwei says, "One day, she will understand."
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "Someday...someday."
Nikita has arrived.
[OOC] Kaiwei afks while he runs home.
Eiji has disconnected.
Eiji has connected.
[OOC] Kaiwei says, "Back."
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "OK."
"I am not the king of birds!" Tran's protest is loud and just a touch whiney. "Some of my worst friends are birds, birds are jerks, I don't even have any feathers! Why would you even say-" Here Tran suddenly stops speaking, eyes fixated on the pacifier flying through the air toward him. It LOOKS harmless enough, but it cannot fool the trained eyes of a doctor!
"Oh, gross!" Tran more or less flings himself to the side, getting out of the way of the slobbery little projectile. "Don't throw stuff like that at me, it's all grody!" In fact, it's so grody that Tran doesn't even want to touch Kaiwei for the moment. His whole body might be a nest for kid germs, a repository for all things wet and sticky and questionable. So instead Tran leaps into the air and tries to dropkick the old man. Feet don't count as touching. Medical fact. Check the wiki.
COMBATSYS: Kaiwei interrupts Heavy Kick from Tran with Pushing Hands.
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Tran 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Kaiwei
At that, Kaiwei looks indignant! "It is not grody, my avian friend! It's full of the love of my son's teething moments! In fact, it comforts him more than chewing on my finger does!" And he just...threw it. Oh, he's going to regret that; how can he give his child something that had been on the floor? He's going to have to buy a new one now, spending hours upon hours looking through pacifier stores for one that either looks identical to the one that he'd just tossed or likewise captures his baby's rapt attention. In either case, it's not going to be a fun endeavor.
"How do you explain your birds, and your--nnph!" The question posed is interrupted by the incoming man, shoes-first. His arms come up to try and stop the assault, but all of the doctor's weight is behind it, throwing his defense upward! But...so do Tran's feet. In fact, it's almost as though it were PLANNED that way...yes, that's it! Kaiwei had sent Tran's feet upward, and as he's merely in midair, it's an easy thing to send the man's body spinning, just enough to drive him face-first into the grassy soil.
It's kind of like planting a post for one's garden, only with a doctor, and instead of growing tomatoes, he's growing pain.
If this were a cartoon, Dr. Tran would quickly find himself buried to the waist, upside down in the ground. Instead, after Kaiwei finishes spiking him like a football, Tran bounces like a football. A kind of deflated football that may be well on the road to career ending spinal injuries. Simply put, Tran bounces off his face and it hurts pretty bad.
And yet the doctor has no time for pain, no time for the misery, lest more and more be heaped upon him! Nay, the doctor must put up a strong defense, must secure his own tender life against this maniacal old man. Spitting out some dirt and grass that managed to find their way into his mouthparts, Tran retorts as soon as he is able, "They're not mine! I've never seen them before in my life! They dance with rubber biscuits!"
While the doctor may be slightly flustered, he is not about to let up on his assault just yet. Tran lunges forward, reaching for Kaiwei's throat so that he can toss the man upward with all the strength he can muster, and then spinkick him right in the stomach.
COMBATSYS: Kaiwei blocks Tran's 3 2 1...Dr Tran.
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Tran 0/-------/-======|===----\-------\0 Kaiwei
A cheer comes from the impromptu picnic, wife and children screaming for their father. Unable to resist the call of his loved ones, Kaiwei turns and waves to his family with both arms, all happiness and smiles. "Look, children! Daddy's winning!" What sort of fighter takes his eyes off of his opponent, though, to flaunt before his kin! That's just asking for trouble. In the movies, this would be there the Bad Guy would come in from the side and hit The Hero with a sap, or some other unsavory act.
Tran just reaches right in and picks the sucker up.
"Urk! Ggrlkl? Hkknk!!" he asks, inquires, DEMANDS of the good doctor, in that order. Both of his hands come immediately to his throat, trying to wrest that vice-like grip from his delicate neck-breathing apparati. His eyes are already slightly bugged out, widening even further as he's lifted up, tossed, and kicked!
Oh, but almost. The sort of kick would leave a considerable trail of dust in the real world, the perfect cover to pan the camera over and then zoom in dramatically at the attacker! Far from being blown away, Tran's foot finds itself held between Kaiwei's hands, just short of leaving an imprint of his Nikes so clear that his kin would be clamoring to make shoes out of his tummy. "I'll ask you kkakKK! Haaakkk!!"
A coughing fit ensues, phlegm flying to the ground even as the old man tries to loop a leg behind Tran's pinning leg. After that, all it would take is a push to send him earthbound once again.
COMBATSYS: Tran interrupts Strong Throw from Kaiwei with Dr. Tran Goes For Broke EX.
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Tran 1/------=/=======|=======\-------\1 Kaiwei
Dr. Tran does not give in to terrorist demands. Or old man demands. Or pretty much anybody's demands, because he's kind of a jerk sometimes. Why, if Tran were to simply unhand Kaiwei, leave him alone peaceful-like and unharmed, who knows how many people might get the wrong impression. Rumors sprouting up all over the internet, tabloids, E!...It would be a circus.
So for the public's sake, Dr. Tran competes his maneuver and...wait. No he doesn't, because Kaiwei is a sneaky one, he is, catching his kick like that. And then going so far as to try to further turn the tables! How uncouth. Dr. Tran, country gentleman, must teach him some manners!
As Kaiwei's leg sneaks around, Tran lets it. This seems like a terrible idea, but for once, it's /not/. Really! Indeed, the instant before it really hooks in to take away Tran's center of balance, he hops forward off of it, essentially hopping on top of Kaiwei, pushing the other man into the dirt for a change!
And then he kind of curbstomps the older man for a little bit, kicking and stomping and doing harm for as long as Kaiwei lets him. "You're not winning! Well, you might be. It's close, okay!?"
Indeed, Kaiwei's leg sweeps true, but it only kicks up dirt and grass, depriving many poor, innocent earthworms of their homes! It's a terrible plight, one sure to leave the entire earthworm colony despondent for, god, hours. Maybe even days!! Such tragedy.
Immediately upon touching the ground, the wily old man does in fact try to right himself. His legs start to kick up, but Tran's assault is relentless! He tries to shield his fragile face with his hands and arms, but that only leaves his stomach and legs and OH LORD the groin exposed! While he's turning from side to side getting stomped down, the pained old-man cries begin to draw attention from other park-goers. One by one, they pop up, some pointing, some calling others over. "Look! Someone's beating the crap out of the poor old man!" Camera flash. Yells rise up. People continue to gather.
"I AM winning, he keeps telling me!" Finally, he rolls out of the flurry of fashionable feetsies, turning to rise up on one knee. A hand rests on his chest, gingerly covering a bruised rib. He doesn't get up, doesn't to his previous, gentle stance, no. From that position, he leaps, feline in nature with his hands out and bent like claws! Terrible, horrible claws that want to rip Tran, or at least his shirt, into itty bitty shreds!
Ryu has arrived.
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "Damn it, Kaiwei, you force me to do this."
COMBATSYS: Tran fails to interrupt Tooth and Nail from Kaiwei with Dr. Tran Takes Off His Top.
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Tran 1/-======/=======|=======\=------\1 Kaiwei
[OOC] Kaiwei :D
[OOC] Kaiwei :(
[OOC] Kaiwei says, "Wait, I am happy and sad."
[OOC] Ryu says, "Maybe he got his shirt off anyway, and it just didn't matter?"
The vicious beating Tran administers to Kaiwei does go on for a little longer than he expected, and to be honest he's starting to get a little self-concious with all of these people showing up and getting the totally wrong idea about this. "Nothing to see here, everyone! I, uh...He's winning, see?! Wait, who?"
And then Kaiwei gets up and totally goes at Tran like a cougar goes at a bag of beef jerky. Specifically his shirt. It's cashed out in seconds, like it's made out of genuines leather and Kaiwei's stapled live pirahna to his hands. It's that bad. Also I guess Tran's chest gets shredded pretty well, too. Indeed, the assault is so fierce that by the time Tran has the presence of mind to reach down and rip the remains of his shirt off in a wild frenzy, well, there's not actually anything left down there to grab. Crap.
"My...my shirt! You ruined it! /I/ was going to ruin it!" Train's wail is truly despondant.
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "-i"
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "I am not a train"
"I apologize! Your bird friends said that they will bring you a new one! It was a fine petticoat!" Oh, who knows what the hell he's seeing now... Regardless, the people standing around start cheering as the old man fights, back, raking and clawing and...uh...raking and slashing and the...all that stuff. When he or Tran-not-Train get some space between them, he lands in a low stance, his legs spread out rather widely, nearly split with one behind him and the other in front. His hands shake a couple of times, shreds of cotton and hopefully not hair, because that would be just gross, flying free of them.
"Honeeeey! Honey, hurry up, Matlock is almost on!" The call is shrill, piercing the din of battle and unmanly wailing. The Chinese man's posture improves a little, giving his wife a brief wave. "Soon, dear, soon!" Well, that certainly puts a timer on things. "I'm sorry for this!" he exlaims, now facing Tran again. In an instant, he springs forth again, a flurry of open-palmed strikes, claw-handed slashes, and convoluted, sweeping kicks that assault the man from every angle! The icing on the cake is the final attack, how both hands come to slam down atop Tran's head, which in itself would be horribly debilitating except to the most sturdy of brain-dead children, but the blast of orange chi is set off, like some sort of tiny, compact little explosion that just needs some tiny action hero leaping away from it dramatically.
COMBATSYS: Tran blocks Kaiwei's Black Tiger Repels Intruder.
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Tran 2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|=------\-------\0 Kaiwei
Igniz has arrived.
"They're not my friends! Petticoat? What? You not making sense! Gaaah!" Dr. Tran, were his face not already dark and smoothly tanned, would no doubt be blushing with the fire of a thousand dying suns. As it is his face just looks kind of scrunched because he's pulling a >_< face.
And then Kaiwei's on him again, all whacking and beating and hurting and somehow, Tran manages to keep enough of his composure to fend off some of the attack, knocking away the occasional blow, redirecting, and finally, when that finally crushing skull-smack comes into play, covering his head with his hands, crouching down, and praying for his continued survival.
It works surprisingly well, when the chi clears, for there is Tran, worse for the wear but very much intact. He staggers back a couple of steps, and murmurs, "Matlock so crazy..." And then he explodes. Steam surrounds him, an obsfucating fog that more or less completely conceals him. Who knows what horrors are being unleashed in there? What man can say what is going on? Only Doctor Tran!
Even the fury of a husband on a time limit isn't enough to keep Tran down! The man must truly be a legend in his homeland. The explosion of chi and--well, steam chi mix, but it's not because the man's a smoking crater, no. With a quick step, Kaiwei all but pounces in reverse fashion, taking a couple of small jumps to what he feels is a safe distance. Steam is hot, it can be dangerous...but he doesn't know WHY Tran is steaming, nor does he care to experience te problem first-hand. So, he waits it out.
"On the contrary, I don't know how you can do that! Are you on fire? Sir! Sir, please, stop, drop, and roll!!" Wait...what if he's not on fire? What if he's a sauna in disguise? Resuming his low stance, an arm stays out in front of him, ready as it was before, only the fingers are curled in that claw-like manner again. His breathing is forced to be deep, calm, soothing. What awaits him? A cannon? A flock of seagulls? Delicious soup? He must be ready for anything!
COMBATSYS: Kaiwei focuses on his next action.
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Tran 0/-------/---====|=------\-------\0 Kaiwei
COMBATSYS: Tran successfully hits Tran with Dr. Tran Sets Them Straight.
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Tran 0/-------/---====|=------\-------\0 Kaiwei
And then, with a suddenly blast, the steam clears out. It whirls in every direction, dissipating in an instant, revealing DR. TRAN, HERO OF THE AGES. Now sporting, instead of a ruined shirt, a stunning only slightly blood-stained bandage wrapped about his torso. Styling!
"I need no fire safety! Because I like things red hot!" It's only bordering on sensical, but Kaiwei's certainly in no position to complain, being Captain Crazypants over there.
Newly emboldened by his surge of healthosity and abrupt decision to keep punching until the crazy goes away, Dr. Tran strides forward slowly, dramatically...and then he snaps a fist out to punch Kaiwei in the face.
COMBATSYS: Kaiwei endures Tran's Quick Punch.
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Tran 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Kaiwei
[OOC] Kaiwei says, "Ooooh."
[OOC] Kaiwei learned something today!
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "What did you learn? :O"
[OOC] Kaiwei says, "That is very personal information, young man, and I don't appreciate your nosiness."
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "What if I call you a wise and venerable sage? :|"
[OOC] Kaiwei says, "Then I would be justified in calling you crazy!"
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "What if I punch you again? >:|"
[OOC] Girlgniz says, "Then it's just awesome."
What presents itself to Kaiwei's eyes isn't fire, isn't some horrible, crazy locomotive. It's just...ace bandages, though quite expertly-wrapped in a very short amount of time. He just has to be in awe! His lips even purse, bushy brows lifting up...but then they drop. His mouth opens, beginning to speak. He suspects something...what is it?
Then, the fist comes out into Crazy Town, all aboard the concussion train! Quick thinking brings him to the conclusion that he can't get out of its way in time; he might be able to redirect it, but not in this position...so he draws on the experience of his wife and her thoughts on his instance to eat creamed corn over freshly-shucked corn on the cob: stubborn as an ox, with a head as hard as one to boot! Surely, therein lies the answer! The man's face lowers, not catching the blow in his nose, but on his forehead! It's almost like hitting a rock, isn't it? Only this rock...falls. "OoooOOOW! What do you keep in that fist of yours!" Once again, the murmurs, the commotion picks up from the crowd. In the best case, it's distracting. In the worst, it's...well, it's rumor-inducing, which is still a best-case scenario. Rolling onto his side, Kaiwei holds onto his head.
He also kicks out a leg to try and sweep Tran's feet from under him, rising in almost breakdancer-like fashion to bring the other leg up, over, and 'help' the young man fall onto the ground.
COMBATSYS: Tran blocks Kaiwei's Strong Throw.
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Tran 0/-------/-======|===----\-------\0 Kaiwei
What does Dr. Tran keep in his fist? What does his mighty punch conceal? There can only be one answer. Hopefully it'll be a crowd-pleaser, too.
"My fist is heavy..." Tran raises it in triumph, having clearly defeated his foe. "...with destiny!" It fails to get a great reaction from the crowd, maybe because he is still using it to punch an old crazy man. Well, he tried. Corn-related antics aside, this posturing has left a fatal flaw in Tran's defense. Kinda. Kaiwei's old-man trickery is not a sort of trickery unknown to the doctor, so even though he's too late to avoid the first leg sweep, he can still throw himself backward (it's not like he just fell really hard, honest) and avoid the follow-up.
And now that Tran's on his backside, what is a boy to do? Well, any man should know the only thing TO do is to get right back up again and get right back at it! So that's just what Tran does. Except this time he does it harder.
COMBATSYS: Tran successfully hits Kaiwei with Strong Punch.
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Tran 0/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 Kaiwei
Gone from winning to being beaten down to winning and back again! The fight is a roller coaster of emotion! Kaiwei's kids are now split between yelling at him (mostly the girls) and cheering him to pick up the pace (mostly the boys), or reminding him that friggin' MATLOCK is on in TWO MINUTES, and if he's not done with this fight then SO HELP HER, he's going to be sleeping in the yard and eating mud for dinner!
She loves him, she really does.
All of the commotion draws his attention away from the incoming punch, however, and it's too late to duck away, though he tries! Clipped right in the temple, the old man is again dropped to the ground, lying in a crumpled heap on his side. Things don't look good for the family man! Even when he does get up, he's shaky, hobbling today Tran like he's some sort of zombie. "Hoooold st-still, you... You..." A pause, and then, "...Peacocks aren't the reason, no, it's just... I.." Coming to a complete stop, his hands come to cradle both sides of his head. "Ooo...oooWWW!" He's really starting to feel it now, falling down into a crouch, but not for long! The shaky legs manage to set him springing, leaping even, toward the steam-powered doctor. As he's currently holding his head like it's about to fall off, however, he's going to have to try and kick him in the most befitting manner: WHILE FLYING.
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "FLYING KICK!?"
[OOC] Kaiwei says, "Wataaa!?"
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "Arrgh I hate it when I'm literally one super shy of doing something. :("
[OOC] Eiji says, "I'll loan you mine."
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "No, no, it's better this way."
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "DOOMED TO FAILURE"
[OOC] Eiji adds his super to Tran. "Have fun with that zero."
[OOC] Kaiwei says, "All according to plan."
COMBATSYS: Tran interrupts Strong Kick from Kaiwei with Dr. Tran's Buttle Punch EX.
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Tran 0/-------/-======|=======\-------\1 Kaiwei
[OOC] Kaiwei says, "Wow, that...hurt you more than it did me, I think."
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "I would not be surprised."
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "I had another option that would have hurt you considerably more, but I didn't have the Go power to make it Go. :("
[OOC] Eiji says, "I keep reading that as Butter Punch"
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "That's because it's so fast it's like GREASED LIGHTNING"
[OOC] Eiji says, "Or Astroglide!"
Indeed. This has been a storm of emotion, a battle of the fires raging on in men's hearts! Well, maybe not. If Kaiwei even has a real heart left in his old age, it's probably smouldering at best, because he is old. Yet not even the elderly receive mercy from Dr. Tran in his unstoppable march toward triumph!
Indeed, Dr. Tran is so blessedly close that he's not even that bothered by the man's continued completely nonsensical statements! "Peacock?" Mostly. The point is, when the man finally gets around to attacking him again, despite seeming like he is in no shape whatsoever to be doing so, Dr. Tran is ready, fists raised high!
"There! The finishing blow!" Tran darts forward in to the flying kick, ducking to the side just a little bit. It clips his head, hard enough to dizzy him, but not hard enough to keep him from immediately leveling a quick shot in order to fully knock Kaiwei's head off. It'll be some ninja bullshit, to be sure.
Candy has connected.
Oh, this is certainly going to put a damper on things. For one, Kaiwei's wife will hav eto carry TWO children home, while some of his kids help him walk home in the back! It's a terrible sight for a family to behold, their old man being beaten within an inch of his life. Well, okay, Kaiwei is far from dead, even after getting his head knocked off. Surely, spewing blood and guts everywhere is healthy! Ah, but his neckmeats are too string to give way, their hold too tenacious to allow his head to go bouncing into people's laps. His eyes cross, haze, and all he sees is mixtures of white and black, save for brief flashes of Hewey Lewis and the News doing their warmup sets.
The sign of a truly-trained body, however, is an attack even beyond the limits of a person's consciousness. That, or an overwhelming stubbornness. Even when struck, Kaiwei's limbs move to try and wrap around Tran's head. A swing here, a sway here, and he tries, with quickly-limpinating limps and more of a lurch than anything, he tries to flip Tran onto the ground. Usually, there would be some awesome Tai Chi more where he uses his own body weight to totally destroy the man from the inside out or something, but instead...it's just like the man's a rag doll, muscles finally giving out and falling into a messy heap.
Hopefully right on Tran's crotch, the bastard.
COMBATSYS: Kaiwei can no longer fight.
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Tran 0/-------/-======|
[OOC] Kaiwei knows this is a poor choice, but he doesn't care!
COMBATSYS: Kaiwei successfully hits Tran with Thunder Splits the Boulder.
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[OOC] Kaiwei e_e
[OOC] Eiji says, "Oh dip"
[OOC] Girlgniz says, "nooooo"
[OOC] Girlgniz says, "tran don't die on me"
Well, the old man's head didn't come off. This is good and bad. The good news is that things didn't just get excessively gory, all over Tran, all over the place. The bad news is that old man gets all over Tran instead, we're talking full-frontal here. Tran doesn't even know how to react; this just feels so...so...unorthodox! So in the end, he winds up flipped and flopped with an old man on top of him.
Struggling with conciousness, Tran shoves the limp Kaiwei off of him, and then struggles to his hands and knees. Fingers shakily dart into his coat, and produce a couple of pills. Dr. Tran does what any self-respecting doctor in this situation would do: he eats them, dry. He pops them like he's a dart at a balloon convention. And after several moments, he shakes his head and stands up straight. A little wobbly, but still concious and, more importantly, functioning.
Remember, kids. Winners do drugs.
COMBATSYS: Tran takes no action.
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[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "ok"
[OOC] Kaiwei says, "Close."
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "Very!"
[OOC] Girlgniz O
[OOC] Kaiwei leaves you to deal with his wife!
[OOC] Dr. Tran says, "Noooooooo~ ;_;"
[OOC] Ryu says, "nice fight guys."
[OOC] Kaiwei says, "Don't forget to change the little one; he poops regularly at 9pm on the dot."
[OOC] Dr. Tran D:
Log created on 14:50:14 09/29/2008 by Tran, and last modified on 20:43:13 09/29/2008.