Description: Wilford Walton's Candy Factory! A thrillingly magical factory of sugary goodness! Can Kula defeat the hands of bare-knuckled fighter Rick Strowd, and the feet of Tae Kwon Do prodigy Chae Lim without setting a single finger (or foot, or other body part) upon any of the candy in the factory? Or will the mountain of candy prove to be her downfall? (Winner: Kula)
Following the weekly SNF exploits of one Kula Diamond would take one on a vicarious tour through all the great candy factories around the globe. This is not her first match in buildings dedicated to the creating and selling of confectionary delights. Nor is it likely to be her last. She was a bit jealous of the taffy factory match of the week prior. That should have been her fight!
The Wildford Walton's Candy Factory is a rather magical looking place. It's no surprise that creative candies are created in a building designed to look like some kind of child's dream come true more than a boring old industrial plant like most real food production facilities. Colorful walls, strange, fantastical pictures, and of course, rows upon rows of rainbow colored junk food - enough to last any child a lifetime.
The torment of it is that she hasn't been allowed anywhere near it. Call it 'motivation' that she has to win the match to get any of it at all. Thus it is the young teen stands quietly in a cleared out section near the center of the plant, jaw tense, violet eyes constantly scanning her surroundings. It seems like she should be able to grab a bite in the middle of the fight, she tells herself with a soft sigh.
The lone fighter for this handicapped matchup may not be much to look at. Remarkably young to be a solo fighter, she's skinny as a rail and not particularly tall. Clad in violent leather clothing, her long, auburn hair rests against her shoulders. Not much to look at as fighters go. But she has a reputation already and anyone who's paid any attention knows that when actually fighting, the girl's style tends to be disturbingly violent...
So colorful and trippy. This place is like something right out of a fantasy movie with a similar factory with a different name that is in no way related to this one. The worst part is Rick Strowd finds himself sobered up and ready to fight tonight only to end up in a place he would expect to see if he was messed up on the hooch or other things. Needless to say he feels badly out of place and that is exactly why at the moment he isn't seen. Some wrong turns and a lever pull later has left a rather large mound of candy near the corner of the area that has been designated for the fight. For all anyone knows maybe that pile is to go to the winner, or winners, of this match.
That idea is soon thrown out the window when finally a fist pushes out from the top of that candy mountain and soon candy goes flying everywhere as Rick finally breaks free breathing heavily. "Oh hell, I thought I was going to die." he says rather loudly as he wades out of the candy that is still up to his waist at the moment and finally he is freed. "Whoever thought that was a good idea is nuts. Just like this place!" He shakes his head and then glances around only to find Kula so far and not his partner and he grins while pointing to the younger fighter. "Hey there, gonna give it your all I hope." he tells her and then reaches back to pull his fingerless gloves free from the back pocket of his jeans and starts to tug them on.
One week she's a princess, the next a matador. This week, it appears she's nothing more than a Candy Factory guest. Easy enough, and at least they're not forcing a costume on her for this one! Haha! Take that, costume design people! The Korean girl appears wearing a rather comfortably cropped red spandex top with a white wing-like pattern emblazoned on it, with matching kickboxing styled pants. She may not be as colorfully creative as the Wilford Walton Candy Factory, but at least she's not going to blend in with the surroundings.
Just as she's about to make her way to the cleared out section, a shower of candy rains down upon her. The good part about this is that most of it is packaged, and not still-gooey pieces from the manufacturing line. The bad part is that the sheer volume of it that flies into her actually causes it to hurt a little. Whisking a hand up through her bangs to remove a small package of Everlasting-Jawbreaker-whatevers out of her hair, she sighs.
They always seem to find a way to decorate her. Her! A clothing designer, who by her own rights could probably make quite a living making costumes for these things.
Fastening on a pair of Tae Kwon Do gloves, Chae Lim shifts her doe brown eyes over to Rick and grins. She's fought him, now she gets to fight with him. This should prove to be interesting. Her attention is turned to Kula however, and she makes a small and polite bow. "I am looking forward to the challenge."
Oh, sure, Rick shows up burried up to the waist in candy. And Chae Lim can't enter the area without a veritable waterfall of sugary snacks pouring down around her. But poor Kula isn't allowed to touch any of it until she wins? The young fighter watches Rick enter. He speaks of giving it her all and she nods sharply, eyes meeting his as she studies him. Passive combat algorithms, engineered by NESTS researchers, have already begun trying to profile the young man even as the Korean girl steps into view.
Switching her attention toward Chae Lim, Kula leans her head to the side a little before cracking a smile, "I like your outfit." she observes. Taking a step back, she scans the environment to judge movement options. With tables, counters, and even an assembly line moved out of the way, there's a fair amount of mobility alloted the fighters.
Satisfied, the girl takes in a deep breath then exhales slowly, arms resting at her sides. A shimmer of white courses along her body, from head to toe, then vanishes, leaving in its wake frosty, sky blue hair, and a perpetual swirl of tiny snow flakes that dance about her figure. Her hands are covered in thick, yellow gloves, and the rest of her body save her head is covered by her long sleeved jacket, black body suit, and protective leather chaps over her legs. She's ready to fight.
Which is timely, since the match is set to begin. Cameras rolling, candy delights hanging in the balance, the officials call for the fighters to begin. "My best then," the girl confirms. They'll get nothing less out of her here. The lone teen begins with a blur of speed, racing toward Rick, her feet seeming to slip over the surface of the floor as if she was skating moreso than running. As she speeds toward him, a flash of white encompasses her right arm for a moment before solidifying into a guantlet of crystaline ice over her glove with spikes jutting out over the knuckles.
It is this ice encased fist the girl swings toward Rick's chest with extreme speed, not afraid to draw blood with her very opening blow.
COMBATSYS: Kula has started a fight here on the left meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Rick has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Rick blocks Kula's Medium Punch.
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Kula 0/-------/-------|===----\-------\0 Rick
Rick was so distracted by the weird surroundings and the candy burying him that he had forgotten he even had a partner for a few moments. On top of that it is actually someone he has fought before in the Korean TKD fighter. That big grin remains plastered across his face and he then has to remember what it was that Chae Lim taught him as the proper Korean greeting. "Oh right, Nyu Nyu to you." he calls out to his partner and he begins to bounce lightly from foot to foot to get the adrenaline pumping and preparing him for the fight that is about to happen. "Lets see what we can do to this gal that looks like she shops at the local bondage shop."
And it is a good thing he turns to point towards Kula when he does because she is already coming in at him rather quickly. He barely has enough time to get his arms up and step back to let his forearms take the brunt of the blow. He grunts and has to shake his arms lightly as he shakes his head. "You pack a punch for a kid!" he says and smiles as he brings back his left fist and brings that gloved hand around to slam into the forehead of the younger fighter. "Hup!"
The compliment to her outfit is not going to go unnoted. Chae Lim offers her opponent a proud smile in return. How could she not, when this is one of the outfits she herself designed? "Thank you," she replies warmly. Foe for the night or not, Kula has managed to win over the Korean girl for the time being.
She is about to say as much, when Rick once again speaks. Nyu nyu? Tilting her head to the left, then again to the right in a somewhat quizzical manner, Chae Lim is left to furrow her brow a little. What on earth is he going on about? Definitely will have to take a moment after the fight to ask him, if she's still conscious at the end of it all.
Knowing she is supposed to be the 'feet' of this particular team up, she opts to... well not be for the time being. After falling into stance, she glances over at the other two and starts to move forward. Her feet slide along the floor, looking as though she's going to launch herself up into the air. Instead, she comes to a stop just at the side of Kula. Arms reach out as she attempts to take hold of, and subsequently flip the other girl over her hip.
COMBATSYS: ChaeLim has joined the fight here.
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COMBATSYS: ChaeLim has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Kula dodges Rick's Light Punch.
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|==-----\-------\0 Rick
COMBATSYS: Kula blocks ChaeLim's Quick Throw.
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|==-----\-------\0 Rick
"Actually," Kula points out quite plainly as she pulls back from her initial strike. "I don't shop for these at all. They're made for me." NESTS engineering, highly durable, leather armor. Something the two opponents will have to contend with in trying to beat the speedy girl. He compliments her punch, his gloved hand swinging out swiftly, but the girl ducks to the side, her long hair trailing a split second behind, avoiding Rick's strike for the time being.
This brings her up facing Chae Lim. Eyes, now crimson hued when contrasted against her sky blue hair, narrow quickly as she seeks to ascertain the nature of the girl's attack. Expecting, well, kicks, she almost gets caught off guard when Chae Lim goes for her arm instead. But Kula recovers quickly enough, wrenching her arm free just before she would have been twisted to the floor. Her passive fight algorithms start trying to refactor how the girl's style, having mistakenly assumed she wouldn't need to deal with being grappled from her.
Chae Lim may have started off thinking Kula was all right, but when the girl turns on her to attack, she may be forced to reconsider. Swinging in with her right leg, the insulated boot covering her foot becomes encased with jagged, spiked ice, protruding out in a number of directions. It is with that 'ice boot' that the girl attempts to send the other teen flying with a sharp, upward kick for the chin!
Made for her? Rick doesn't think he wants to know what kind of messed up place Kula lives or works if that is one of the uniforms. Then again if he ever met Angel he probably wouldn't be complaining. Or if he was it was because his wife would be standing behind him with knife in hand. She can be such a beast for looking so pretty and innocent most of the times. She is a big reason why Rick never takes appearances for granted and despite Kula being by far the smallest of fighters in this matchup she has to be pretty good if she is taking on Rick AND Chae Lim without any help. "Ooookay, not going to ask for you to say anything else about that."
He is prepared for the girl to come at him again, but her attention turns to Chae Lim which gives Rick a moment to take a look and see if her perhaps can get an opening to strike at. He hops forward a bit using his fancy footwork to stay on his toes in preparation if Kula decides to turn about and strike at him at the last moment before he aims a low left hook towards the kidney area when Kula's back is to him and then a straight right aimed at her shoulder.
COMBATSYS: Kula successfully hits ChaeLim with Medium Kick.
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Clothing has been made for her opponent? A well trained eye looks over the garments, and she nods. It doesn't look as though the clothing is well designed. Chae Lim really should not spend all of her time focusing on the outfits the others are wearing, though. It's a dangerous thing to be doing, especially as it draws her attention off of Kula's movements. When the ice boot is noticed, it's too late for the Korean girl to get out of the way and the icy coolness crashes against the base of her chin sending her flying up, up and away into the mountain of candy that Rick burst out of earlier.
Sweet confections do make for a somewhat comfortable landing place. More so than hitting a tree, or landing on a metal spike. Hefting herself out of the candy, leaving her with a strawberry flavored candy in her hand she simply grins. Unwrapping the candy, she slips it into her mouth and then rushes forward. Her body twists around in a full circle, three swift and snappy roundhouse kicks fired off in rapid succession. "YAH!"
COMBATSYS: Kula dodges ChaeLim's Ryuusei Raku.
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COMBATSYS: Rick successfully hits Kula with Smash Sword.
- Power hit! -
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Her terse, honest answers tend to do well at disuading any additional follow up questions. What seems normal to her definitely doesn't hold up in the eyes of most of the people she encounters. Her kick lands hard enough to send Chae Lim flying back into the mound of candy, but the way the Korean pauses to pop candy into her mouth has the young Kula twitching. Why does only /she/ not get to have any?
She should spend less time fuming about it and more time worrying about a counter attack from Rick as the young man comes in swiftly, dishing out a punishing hit into her kidney, provoking a startled, choke of a gasp before the follow up to her shoulder sends Kula stumbling forward. Okay, he hits hard. She'll need to watch for that. Her left arm comes up to rest over her shoulder, literally shoving it just the right way - a popping noise hints that perhaps the smack alone was enough to strain the joint dangerously.
"Che." She's forced to immediately with the fact that Chae Lim is on her next, sweeping out with three dangerous kicks, leaving the young fighter ducking and weaving her way around them quickly before resorting to simply leaping back out of the way, coming down to a landing a few yards off. Deciding to keep Rick off her back, literally, she whirls toward him next, right hand coming to her mouth, palm up, fingers toward him. She's not blowing him a kiss, however, but rather unleashing sudden torrent of blisteringly cold wind.
Whipped up in the midst of it are countless tiny shards of needle sharp ice, razor edged rings of frozen matter, and thick sleet as she attempts to slam him backward and buy herself some breathing room.
COMBATSYS: Kula successfully hits Rick with Diamond Breath.
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Kula 0/-------/--=====|======-\-------\0 ChaeLim
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Staying in close is when Rick is most dangerous. The idea of trying to get him to back off is probably one of the safest bets one can make at a time like this when dealing with him. It probably helps that Kula is doing something that confuses Rick more than anything when she acts as if she is about to blow him a kiss. That is why the moment she starts to breat that torrent of wind the boxer is quickly trying to back away and avoid it. He is stumbling too much though to get out of the way and he is hit with that blast that sends him stagger back to land into the pile of candy he originally burst out from and ends up partially buried again.
He knocks away the candy across the ground and a few pieces fall off of him when he gets back onto his feet. "Tch, I really hate this place." he says while flicking a piece of chocolate off a shoulder. So this girl packs alot of punch for being so small. He is perhaps going to perhaps approach this a bit more carefully. Once he has his footing he begins to dance back around, circling Kula with his fists raised as if ready to strike and looking for the perfect opening or waiting for her to slip up.
COMBATSYS: Rick focuses on his next action.
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Kicks missed, but she's enjoying the yummy strawberry candy treat, so it's not like she's caring all that much about it. Grinning as she notices the pile of candy is coming into play yet again, she shakes her head. "I do not think we are supposed to be using that as a mat," she says to Rick with a small laugh. Shaking her head, she drops back into stance and focuses once more on Kula. Seems the girl has quite a few tricks up her sleeve.
Chae Lim begins to approach her opponent as well, also dancing around in a circling manner. Passing Rick, she comes up along side the girl again. Her hip is given a slight twist as her left foot comes up off of the ground and is thrust out toward Kula's ribs.
COMBATSYS: Kula interrupts Medium Kick from ChaeLim with Crow Bite.
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Lowering her now ice encrusted hand from her mouth, Kula watches her wintery assault force Rick to back off with a certain detatched, clinical analysis. He gets sent back into the candy pile again and the sheer sight fo him flicking away even more sweets makes the young fighter bristle slightly. Not fair!
She whirls on Chae Lim again, the Korean fighter sweeping out to try and catch the girl off guard. As the only force to reckon with this time, Kula gives her her full focus now. The warning that she's going to retaliate preemptively comes frightfully fast, her right hand clenching, an explosion of white collapsing into a full arm length, jagged, spiked gauntlet of diamond-hard ice.
One of Kula's most punishing techniques, she crouches, taking the kick to her left shoulder, before twisting to the right, bringing that ugly, jagged, spiked arm-guard in swiftly for a crushing uppercut against the other girl. It packs enough force to take Kula off her feet, spinning into the air forward a few yards, before coming into a graceful, controlled landing.
Lowering her right arm, she shakes it, and the ice, now possibly bloodied, falling slow into small shards against the ground. Releasing an exhale, she whirls back toward Rick, studying him, the look in her eyes suggesting that 'he's next'.
There is a stagger in Rick's step just for a brief moment when Kula rips into Chae Lim rather violently. Okay, that so ain't right. A kid shouldn't be able to do that. Yeah, he just called Kula a kid. He is damned near thirty and that is often old for a fighter since most people seem to timewarp through their twenties, and sometimes their thirties, before coming back to punch facemeats. It looks like he might be needing to buy his partner some time right now because that was pretty brutal looking.
An epiphany strikes when he bumps up against one of the structures in the candy factory, that structure being a giant pole that reaches about ten feet upwards before giving away to a LARGE lollipop that is a rainbow of colors. The boxer looks up and then he hmphs and drives his arm back hard against the 'stick' the lollipop is held up by and crushes it enough to where he can grab the falling item in his arms and then. "Hey, want some candy little girl?!" he calls out and he grunts loudly as he swings the thing right towards Kula like some sort of horrifyingly trippy battleaxe. "Take this!"
WHUMP.
Looks like Chae Lim is blasting off through the factory again! Sailing high into the air, tiny droplets of blood raining down as she sails by, she ricochets off of a candy airship. This bounces her back toward a GIANORMOUS fake candy cane. Hitting this face first is no fun at all, and leaves her looking like a half-dead koala as she clings to it.
Sliding down the cane, leaving a bloody streak in her wake, the Korean girl once more lands in that huge (though now diminishing) pile of candy and chocolate, allowing it to cushion her fall. Her body twitches several times, her breathing coming in ragged gasps. She probably really SHOULD be taking this time to draw herself into more and more focus, to become a lot more serious during this fight... but she doesn't want to waste time. So it is that one hand crashes against something marshmallowy and she pushes herself up to her feet.
Once she's standing on the shaky hill of sweets, the Tae Kwon Do prodigy hops down to immediately lash out a swift spin kick upon Kula. What follows is a fast-moving barrage of attacks, feet continually leaving the ground in a series of roundhouse, thrust, and snap kicks. Each is accentuated with a loud, "HA!" or "YAH!" To end things off appropriately, she strikes out with a vertical kick. "HIYAH!"
COMBATSYS: Kula blocks ChaeLim's Hou'ou Tenbu Kyaku.
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COMBATSYS: Kula interrupts Random Weapon from Rick with Ray Spin.
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Kula hadn't anticipated Chae Lim recovering well enough to come back with such a punishing combination of attacks. The combat algorithms NESTS have been engineering for their pet weapon have been getting more and more refined over time, making it so that she is surprised by her opponents less and less. There are still gaps at times, however, and just as she's about to charge Rick directly, she's faced with the Korean fighter coming back into dish out a frenzy of kicks.
Whirling back toward the girl, Kula brings her left hand forward, creating a thick ice barrier between her and the other girl. That first kick crushes it handily, landing a glancing hit against Kula's shoulder. She's quick to create a second barrier, however, forcing Chae Lim's blows to plow through thick ice, sending small fragments flying all over the place.
In the end, Kula manages to slip free of it but she looks ready to lunge right back for the girl in retaliation, hands clenching, legs tensing. Rick forces her to change her mind, however, when he comes in swinging with a giant lollipop. "I do!" she declares, whirling around to create another ice barrier in the path of that swinging pole. It doesn't stop it, but it makes it so that by the time it sweeps into her stomach, it's lost some of its punch.
Enough so that Kula actually grabs hold of it, kicking up into a spinning kick over the beam directly into Rick. Each foot is augmented by a thin blade along the sole, like ice skates, lending a sharp, cutting edge to the strikes against his chest. The girl whirls to a landing, stopping in a low crouching before rising up to standing, the blades on her shoes gone by the time she's upright again. "Which is why I need to beat the both of you. And my name is Kula Diamond, not little girl." she declares sternly.
That swing was a bit slow due to the bulk, but Rick is even more surprised at how Kula manages to handle that thing being swung at her so well. Before he even knows what just happened there she has slammed him in the chest with those precise kicks that leave two streaks of red on his chest from where he got cut by it. He staggers back and goes down on a knee while he runs a hand over his chest and then looks at the blood that covers both fingers and glove. He then smirks and reaches up to slowly drag a finger over each cheek a few times and then down his forehead to mark himself up with some makeshift warpaint. "Kula Diamond, eh?"
He gets back to his feet and that smirk turns into a full out grin as he rears back his left arm and then he dashes forward and throws a quick left jab aimed to knock Kula off balance before attempting to follow up with a quick flurry, a fist being thrown for each work spoken. "I'm.....Rick....Strowd!" he declares as he then spins about and his left fist ignites with his own energy that he hasn't bothered to summon forth till this point as he jumps upwards with that chi infused uppercut meant to knock the younger fighter away. "And you are gonna have to fight harder to beat me!"
Winded from the excessive amount of ice breaking she's had to do to ensure that her attacks got through, Chae Lim takes a moment to catch her breath while the other two share conversation. Blood is wiped from her jaw, though she's not about to use it to decorate herself or shine herself up with warpaint. She's more concerned with how well it will wash out of the lycra material of her top, and how the white wings are now a mixture of pink and red.
Her barrage of kicks may not have done the damage she had hoped for, but she's not one to give up quite that easily. Waiting until her partner jumps upon Kula with the uppercut, she swings her body around with a faux roundhouse. Placing her left foot upon the ground in order to pivot again, she allows her right foot to become engulfed in a translucent wind-style chi before snapping it out toward Kula with another roundhouse.
COMBATSYS: Kula dodges ChaeLim's Tidal Wave Whap.
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COMBATSYS: Kula blocks Rick's EX Shooting Star.
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It looks like there's more ice breaking to be done as the two fighters dart in to challenge Kula's solid defenses a second time. Glancing from side to side, the girl measures their approach, instinctively determining the optimal means of defending herself. With each fight, she grows more experienced, and with each new style and personality of opponent, she figures out new ways to deal with different attacks.
Chae Lim's wind-chi engulfed leg comes into contact with an ice barrier but Kula is no longer even on the other side of it, stepping forward to meet Rick's formidable incoming offense. Another barrier of thick, rugged ice is made manifest as Rick is introduced first hand to the defensive routines NESTS designed the young asssassin to possess. Ice has proven to be difficult to crush through while also bearing deadly offensive potential.
With each blow, the girl brings both of her hands up, creating more barriers, taking a retreating step back as each one gets shattered to fine powder by the power of his blows. When he comes in for the final strike, she simply bunkers down, bringing her arms up, allowing his fist and chi to collide with the thick leather jacket sleeves. The force is enough to send her reeing backward, arms flailing before she recovers her footing. But it beats getting crushed by the full force of his assault.
His words are as if a challenge she's not going to ignore, the girl focusing back on Rick immediately. "Harder then." She charges forward, determined to do just that. Her right hand leads, going for his neck, seeking to get a surprisingly strong grip to hold him place. Her left hand, charged with white, comes forward secondly, going straight for his face as she tries to plant her palm over his nose and encase the fighter's face in a layer of ice. It may not necessarily be 'harder', but it certainly is a ruthless tactic in a girl who was never even tough the concept of 'honor' among combatants.
COMBATSYS: Rick interrupts Medium Throw from Kula with Hellion EX.
- Power hit! -
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Rick was hoping that Kula would take his bait to keep her attention more on him than on Chae Lim. The poor girl seems to be struggling some so the Native American is doing his best to take a beating and buying her time to perhaps find an opening when Kula is distracted. Not only that after she managed to use her ice to reduce most of his strikes to nothing he is ready to punch this fight what for if he gets his chance. And that chance is coming sooner than he thought when Kula comes dashing in on him and the boxer stands his ground when she reaches forward and there is a light hrk that comes from him when he is grasped, but yet the boxer ends up grinning. "Gotcha!"
Before he gets a nice face full of ice he brings his right hand quickly around for a hook shot aimed to slam into the side of Kula as a bolt of chi streams about after the swining hand. The Southpaw then follows it up with a powerful chi imbued uppercut with his left hand that slams right into the chin of Kula while putting all his strength into that blow while crying out one word. "Hellion!"
More ice. Walls of candy? The Korean girl could forgive those. After all, they're in a candy factory! Walls of ice just don't really have a place here. They're not fighting in a freezer or an... uhm... ice plant? Surely there's something like that somewhere in the world... like Texas!
"Nice work," she calls to Rick as she moves toward Kula again. Chae Lim gets a serious look upon her face as she lets her eyes settle upon her foe. "YA," she cries out as she swings her leg toward the other girl with an overhead axe kick. "YAH!" And the second axe kick comes dropping down from above.
COMBATSYS: Kula dodges ChaeLim's Neri Chagi.
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Well, as they say - she walked into that one. Baited into going for him against her better judgement, the girl gives Chae Lim a break just like he wanted. Her hand goes for his throat, seeking to lock him into a suffocating hold, but for her trouble, the girl gets a crushing blow to the side followed by a jarring uppercut to the jaw. His warning of 'Gotcha' comes too late for her to spin free in time, nor can she create any of her barriers of ice. That clean hit sends Kula clean off her feet, landing on her back and sliding a few yards. Without her solid ice as a defensive barrier, she proves to be far more fragile.
"Nrgh." Kula grunts, curling up into a seated position before forcing herself back to standing. She isn't given much reprieve as Chae Lim charges in next, sweeping out with another one of those kicks Kula has come to expect from her now. Her profiling algorithms have narrowed down the angles from which to expect attacks now, making it a little easier for her to spring out of the way, sacrificing range in order to get a moment's reprieve.
Extending her right hand out in front of her, the girl holds it palm up. All of the fractured, scattered ice debris laying around from her previous attacks are drawn back toward the young experiment, drawn into a sphere of swirling energy and frozen matter hovering over her palm. Taking in a second breath, the girl exhales slowly as the sphere descends into her hand, vanishing from sight as the energy is reclaimed, restoring her strength and reinvigorating aching muscles.
Her left hand comes up to wipe at her mouth, taking with it the specks of blood left there from Rick's uppercut to her chin. Throughout the reprieve, she has yet to stop looking gravely serious about the match. /Candy/ IS on the line after all.
COMBATSYS: Kula gains composure.
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Now if only Rick can keep his momentum going after his strike. The problem is that Kula is still turning out to be rather quick and crafty and even after his powerful strikes she manages to avoid Chae Lim. This gal is one tough cookie, there is no doubt about it. The worst part is she is doing something that can't be good when she starts bringing back the shattered ice and forming it into that sphere. No, he best not let him and let her keep doing that. He takes a deep breath and then rushes back in, his pace slowed by how long this match has gone and how much of a beating he has taken from the other fighter.
Still he presses onwards and then brings his left hand back once again and he then swings towards Kula's face. It ends up being a feint this time around and the Southpaw uses it as a distraction in hopes to bring his right hand forward to slam into the gut of of Kula and not allow her more time to recover. "Oh no you don't!"
Inhaling ice-bits? Is that even safe? Energy or no, there's certain to be some dangers in that. Perhaps at some later date someone will take it upon themselves to research such things as the lasting effects of inhaling energy. Chae Lim has not the time for such things, and she really should be paying more attention to what's going on around her than allowing herself to fall into flights of fancy -- even if they're in a very large, very fantastical candy factory.
While she wouldn't mind taking the time to catch a small second wind herself, when she sees Rick is pressing forward she nods and moves to do the same. It would probably be to her great benefit to actually give herself a bit of a break, but she can't allow the older man to rush in and take on the crazy candy-loving ice girl on his own. Since her feet are continually meeting walls of ice she decides to mix things up a little. This time, she twists to the side and slashes a knifehand chop downward at Kula.
COMBATSYS: Kula blocks ChaeLim's Medium Punch.
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COMBATSYS: Kula interrupts Fierce Punch from Rick with Diamond Shell.
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Kula 0/-------/----===|=====--\-------\0 ChaeLim
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The energy is absorbed, the girl building up strength by reprocessing the debris left by her previous barriers and attacks. But both fighters boldly storm the girl, not wanting to give her time to fully recover. Prudent choice, since the girl has been engineered to keep fighting multiple opponents for great lengths of time - never running out of that limitless energy of hers, always able to weave chi into blades, barriers, and other tools without end.
But this time the team effort isn't enough to crack the girl's defensive shell. Even as she sees them coming at her, she brings her arms in, bows her head, closes her eyes, and draws up an immense amount of energy all at once. It shimmers over her form, solidfying into a thick shell of ice that provides her defenses. Chae Lim's punch strikes the ice and while she manages to crack it a little, the barrier holds.
Rick's gut punch meets with more success as his fist slams into her shielded stomach, managing to crunch through the ice and actually hit the shielded girl. But he's not the only one that can setup counter attacks - For the entire barrier of ice surrounding the girl is just one such weapon.
As his fist collides with the shell, the entire thick barrier surrounding Kula explodes directly back into him as if a triggered reaction. Sharp blades of ice, spires of icicles, and a half-ton of sleet plow into the young man as Kula rises back up to standing, unfolding her arms and leaning her head back. A soft exhale, her breath a visible vapor in the perfectly warm factory, and then she stands quietly at the ready as if nothing out of the ordinary had transpired.
A fist cracks through the ice barrier and for once Rick things he has won in being able to trump the shield. He ends up so very wrong as he falls for a trick that he just pulled on Kula moments ago. This....also looks alot more painful than what he did. Rick has never been good with dealing with the cold and having his body assaulted by ice is not his idea of a good evening. He doesn't think he will be icing his injuries tonight. Tonight will involve a beer to calm him and a nice warm bathtub to soak in. There are several knicks and cuts across the exposed skin of his arms and torso and his jeans have a few tears in him too as he lays there trying to suck in his breath.
His body just doesn't want to move either. He is pretty much gathering what little strength he has left to stand up fully on shakey knees. "Nng, yer tough, Kula....." he admits as he tries to start swaying back and forth as he clenches his fist. "But as a proud warrior I gotta keep going as long as I can...." with that he sets his jaw and his eyes narrow as he manages to take a few steps forward and then sling his right fist forward aimed to punch at the girl and possibly through ice with the last bit of oomph he has. It is more than one strike at that. His fists just turn into a blur as he starts throwing wild punches all over, about twelve in all before he finally twists back and then brings his left fist forward to plant firmly against Kula's chest as it blazes with chi to add some extra power to his blow. Afer all those punches he seems to have gone over his limit and the Native American staggers back a few steps and then falls right over onto his back with a groan.
COMBATSYS: Rick can no longer fight.
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Kula 0/-------/----===|=====--\-------\0 ChaeLim
More ice! Were Chae Lim not a fairly calm person to begin with, the shields and walls of ice would really start to prickle at her. As is, they're more than your garden variety annoyance at the moment. It's not exactly the most enjoyable thing to kick or punch at. Blade of her hand now scratched and bloodied, she frowns as she gives her hand a shake to force the reverberation through her joints to stop. Rick isn't wrong, the girl IS tough.
Dropping back into a horse stance, the Korean girl allows her doe browns to narrow upon Kula. Her fist is raised so that it is level with her face, knuckles facing upward. Striking forward with a back fist punch, she angles the knuckles for the bridge of Kula's nose, twisting her wrist as her fist reaches out to the point of impact.
COMBATSYS: Kula dodges Rick's Howling Bull.
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Kula 0/-------/----===|=====--\-------\0 ChaeLim
COMBATSYS: Kula interrupts Fierce Punch from ChaeLim with Behind Slash.
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Kula 0/-------/----===|=======\=------\1 ChaeLim
Her point blank chi explosion completed, Kula's breaths are coming a little harder now. She's pushed herself long for this match, and neither opponent is inclined to give her any quarter. Her handlers would be delighted at the challenge Chae Lim and Rick are proving to be against their little killer. She, on the other hand, is just thinking about how she gets candy when this is all over and maybe an approving pat on the head. Challenge isn't something that gets her riled up like most fighters. She just wants the hurting to stop.
Case in point, Rick refusing to stay down, getting back to his feet, intending to dish out a punishing attack against the young girl. She almost doesn't read it correctly, waving her left hand out to create another barrier of ice. She almost ignores him after that, expecting him to crash against it and collapse. Her senses predict he hasn't much left in him after what she's put him through.
She's proven wrong, however, when just that first punch alone pulverizes the barrier into fine powder, the young man coming in with the intent to dish out even more savage pain with a frenzy of strikes the likes of which even the rugged Kula could probably not weather at this point. It is more in a panic that she escapes, crouching then leaping out of the way just before the assault kicks in at full speed. It allows her to tumble out of the way, rising up into a crouch without getting hit this time.
Glancing to the side just in time to see Chae Lim coming at her, the girl brings her left arm up, intersecting the punch for her face. Her right hand slams forward at the same time, delivering a clenched punch to the other girl's stomach. Drawing in her breath, she forces even more chi into existance as she pushes Chae Lim back - the Korean will find it in the form of a spike of ice directly behind her shoulderblades that in turn paints her upper back with a slash that Kula intends to finish the girl with.
Rising back up to standing, feeling more exhausted, her breaths come faster now, unnatural, crimson eyes studying the Tae Kwon Do artist. "It's okay to stop if you're done," she states calmly, inviting the other girl to call it quits.
Several things about all of this ice are good. First and foremost, the cool temperatures is keeping the candy fresh instead of making it a sticky mess. Second; no matter how much the icy chi actually hurts, it helps that the ice is right there against the wound immediately taking the heat away from the injury.
What is most decidedly NOT good about all of the ice is that she's pushed back against a sharp spike of it. It cuts into her bare shoulder, leaving a wake of blood running over her pale skin. Fists clenched, she winces in pain.
Obviously, she's not done yet. The words of the girl who had complimented her earlier get a small grunt of disapproval. The challenge is not yet complete. She must strive to do much better than she has been, so that she can become a better fighter.
Leaping into the air, she comes down toward Kula with a series of bicycle kicks on an angle designed to now push the younger girl into the mountain of candy. "YA!"
COMBATSYS: Kula dodges ChaeLim's Hishou Kyaku.
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Kula 0/-------/----===|=======\-------\1 ChaeLim
Only a little over two years in age, the teenaged looking girl's social tact isn't terribly well developed. She can't imagine why other fighters wouldn't want to quit when they're hurting and aching. Especially when they have to fight a formidable opponent like herself. That grunt of disapproval in the Korean catches her attention though, the girl's head canting to the side just a little as if she can't quite understand why Chae Lim insists on contuing, to give it her all.
Up into the air the fighter goes, attempting to drop into Kula with a series of kicks intent on slamming her backward, but the skinny girl skips out of the way again, this time only narrowly so. It took a split second longer to cope with the high angled attack as the girl hasn't tried that on her yet this match.
But Kula escapes all the same. Her retaliation comes swiftly as she reaches forward, right hand reaching for Chae Lim's bicep to lock her in place as she lands, her left hand slamming forward, a burst of that white, freezing chi flaring to life as she intends to push it into Kim's student and give her a frosty smack farewell!
COMBATSYS: ChaeLim parries Kula's Quick Throw!
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Kula 0/-------/----===|=======\=------\1 ChaeLim
Swinging her arm around as a grip is made to her bicep, she deftly sweeps her arm around that of the other girl in order to stop the attempt to slam her forward and toss her away. Shifting her body to the side, the Korean girl just smiles. There. See? When she puts her mind to it and focuses seriously upon the fight, she's got a chance of ACTUALLY being a challenge for her opponent as opposed looking like a fool.
Chances are, however, that she'll wind up being both by the time this fight is over.
Again, Chae Lim comes toward Kula with a menacing array of kicks. She starts with a roundhouse, snapping three of those off in rapid succession. Then she moves on to a thrust kick. "HA!" And continues with a barrage of snap kicks, side kicks, hook kicks, and pushing kicks only to finish everything off with a quickly snapped vertical kick.
By the time she's finished, she looks fairly winded.
COMBATSYS: Kula blocks ChaeLim's Hou'ou Tenbu Kyaku EX.
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Chae Lim's evasion proves perplexing - that burst of speed, that determination to give it her all leaves Kula blinking as the girl isn't finished after all. Slipping free of the grapple, Chae Lim comes back in to deliver another barrage of kicks. Kula has had about enough of those this fight, but this time she isn't scrambling out of the way. Unfortunately, it means Chae Lim is forced to contend with another round of ice barriers being created in the path of her strikes.
Step by step, Kula backs up, surrendering ground, weaving barriers in the air in front of her. The determined fighter is pushing her hard. She's starting to feel the strain of trying to keep up after all the punches, kicks, and smackarounds that have built up over the fight. Fortunately for Kula, only a few blows get through, smacking against her leather jacket which serves to absorb the worst of it. "Determined." she states as her lone verbal observation.
Exhaling, she's back on the offence in the same instant, trying to catch the girl before she can recover. Her right hand snaps forward, this time a stack of rings of ice slipping down her forearm as the girl tries to bash Chae Lim backward, discharging the chi rings at point blank range with explosive force.
COMBATSYS: ChaeLim parries Kula's Medium Punch!
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Kula 0/-------/---====|=------\-------\0 ChaeLim
Determined is indeed the word for what Chae Lim is. Though Kula has expertly stopped her kicks from being as deadly as they could have been, the Korean girl appears to be satisfied. At least this time, she was not beating up a large shield wall of ice. With another burst of speed, she whips her arm forward and catches the other girl's wrist as she slides to the side in order to avoid the punch hidden within the rings of soon to be exploding ice.
Even though she appears to be doing better than before, she's not going to allow herself to get cocky over it. Twirling so that she's facing the leather clad girl, she hops up into the air once again. This time she sends both feet out toward the girl's face -- but not in a kick. She's got every intention of wrapping her feet around Kula's neck so that she's parallel to the ground. Then she'll give her body a sharp twist, again trying to fling the girl toward the mountain of candy.
COMBATSYS: Kula dodges ChaeLim's Kubikume Otoshi EX.
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Kula 0/-------/---====|=------\-------\0 ChaeLim
Determined as she may be, Kula has candy on the line from yet another candy factory, and she's not about to let that opportunity go. She also doesn't really like getting hit, twisted, slammed, or crushed either, which probably explains her extremely evasive nature. Crouching, she springs backward as Chae Lim avoids her punch and comes in high, Kula's long hair trailing a split second behind.
She comes up at the Korean girl's side, determined to put her down to the floor and end this fight at last. She's quick to strike, going more for trying to deliver an actual hit than crushing the other girl entirely. Her knee comes up first from her right as she reaches for Chae's shoulder, trying to lock her in place for the strike.
The hand on her shoulder isn't just for holding her still, though, because if her knee strike connects, the girl will finish by unleashing a small pulse of that energy. It's still freezing cold in nature, but she's running out of the kind of concentration it takes to actually force it into solid form. Chae Lim probably won't mind that fact.
COMBATSYS: Kula successfully hits ChaeLim with Light Kick.
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Come high she does, and falls just short of getting that wrenching twist on the agile girl. During the fight, the floor has become littered with ice and candy, and it is in this mess that Chae Lim crouches for a moment. She can't allow a missed throw to deter her from trying to meet this challenge head on and finish it gloriously though.
So she stands up.
And that, perhaps, is her mistake.
The knee strike connects, and she's given the cold shoulder. A chill runs through her body, and in her wearied and worn state she can't kick the feeling that she's going to turn into a frozen Korean popsicle and left somewhere in the candy factory.
Pushed back from the strike, she just glances at the mountain of candy then back to Kula. Slowed steps take her closer to the candy, and she makes her way behind it. Uh oh. Kula might not be able to see what she's about to do now! A sheathe of wind energy forms around her foot as she brings it up into the air. Slamming it down, she causes an explosion of energy that unleashes itself upon the poor beat up mountain of candy, sending packages of gummi bears, lollipops, jawbreakers and chocolate scattering all over the place, with most flying toward Kula.
BUT WAIT! There's more!
Following the explosion of energy and candy is a large shockwave that rolls out toward her opponent.
With that, however, Chae Lim falls onto the remainder of the pile of candy, her body deciding for her that she's had enough.
COMBATSYS: ChaeLim can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Kula blocks ChaeLim's Haki Kyaku.
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The hit delivered, Kula exhales softly, her breath visible for a moment before vanishing. Chae Lim's final burst of determination has pushed her harder than she had budgeted for. Not that she's running dry on that freezing cold, white chi of hers, but she is being pushed harder physically than she's used to. One attack evaded, and then a knee strike delivered before she pushes the girl away with that burst of frigid energy to her shoulder.
But Chae Lim isn't down. Staying standing. Moving. And /hiding/ to boot. Kula blinks, head leaning to the side a little as she works on catching her breath. What IS she up to? The explosion of packaged candy is a surprise. THAT isn't a component of Chae Lim's style as far as Kula has been able to perceive. So what IS this attack?
She bunkers down, the packages bouncing off harmlessly as one would expect. It just so happens that she's already defending when the shockwave hits her as well, knocking her back a little but not managing to harm her particularly much. Lowering her arms, getting ready to go back on the offense, her hands lighting up one more time, Kula starts to stride forward, determined to choke the fight out of the poor girl if she can get her hands on her.
But she finds the fight is over. That surge of determination reached its limits, as impressive as they were, and Kula calms down, the chi in her hands fading. With it goes the blue hair, leaving damp, auburn locks resting against her shoulders, and the perpetual swirl of snowflakes that hovered around her the entire fight. Her expression goes from grave to glad in an instant, hands clasping together in front of her as she whirls about. Time to make the factory make good on their promised prize for winning - an /unhealthy/ supply of Wilford Walton's Candy Factory candy!
COMBATSYS: Kula has ended the fight here.
Log created on 17:16:19 10/05/2008 by ChaeLim, and last modified on 18:12:21 10/06/2008.