Description: Blanka, in an attempt to find new friends.. punches people in the League. Seriously, this sometimes works! We're all fighters here!! How will Shurui react? How will Blanka ever learn to say her name?! ( Winner: Blanka )
The League has been good to Blanka thus far.
Not only as a place where he can exercise, or climb the ranks, but also a place he can find subtle ways to shake off the epitath of 'monster' that clings around him. His fights, on the whole, are violent to a point that most warriors would understand, and in the end, he's usually earned respect and made new acquaintances from the battles. This, really is the reason he fights in the league. Howard's SNF's are done out of fun, a playful intensity - but the League will make people realize he's not as much the monster that the world might see.
That's the hope, at least.
His challenges thus far has been simplistic things - drawn crayon images in the hand of a child, with a green and orange crayon Blanka pointing at a warrior on the other side, their name above.. That is, after all, the easiest way to challenge a person. These challenges are passed off via the League referees, which might give it a modicrum of weight instead of just being the demented drawing of a school child. Shurui's name is misspelled several times on it, mostly with some form of 'aroo' mixed in. Oops he's still learning.
He appoins the time, the place, and in an effort to fairness, offers he strees near Gedo high - while the nature of the river calls out to hi, it's prozimity to his challenger's school should be some factor for them as well. He doesn't really know enough about the opponnent to do more - but with a fight to go through, perhaps that will change!
"Eeeh? Someone wants to challenge me?!" Shurui blinks as the challenge letter as she cushions the phone in the cradle between her shoulder and cheek. "Y-yeah, I guess I'm eighth, but that's just because of the slump! My fight with Oswald was nixed when they started over! Also, what's this person like? Not saying my drawing skills are any good, but..." Well, about that, they begin to say.
But yes. Shurui's name is *not* pronounced the way it's spelled. Silly Chinese-to-English lettering! So, something that is spelled 'Shurui' is pronounced, with no helpful clue to the reader 'shoe-ray'. Basically, anyway. And boy, if Blanka only heard it instead of read it.... Let's just say no one blames him for giving it a go and not quite making it.
Cameras and referees soon line up around the appointed spot about a few hours before the fight is scheduled to begin, immediately drawing onlookers. Among them is a short girl in a jacket, breathing against her hands in an effort to stay warm after the cold October air. Rose-tinted glasses perch on her nose, fogging up in the heat from her breath, causing her to go ahead and fold them before placing them into the pocket of her pants.
When the time of the fight is nigh, Blanka will appear. After all, being late is never a good thing to do. It ruins moods, causes tempers to flare, and is very much a lack of courtesy. Admittedly, noone said /how/ he would appear - and Blanka has a fascination for sesmi-flashy entrances!! This should be no exception! From the steps above, he looks down - and then leaps.
A blur of green and orange, Blanka lands in the mud, his feet sending brown dirt and water flying a few feet. He draws himself to his full height, staring out with something akin to a fierce expression - then it lolls towards an easy grin. His gold eyes twinkle briefly, humor evident there. "AWH-ROO! Blanka... ready!" He slaps his hands together, rubbing them in excitement.
COMBATSYS: Blanka has started a fight here.
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Blanka 0/-------/------=|
COMBATSYS: Shurui has joined the fight here.
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Shurui 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Blanka
"So..." Shurui frowns as she finally stuffs her hands into the pockets of her jacket. "It's... a few minutes before the fight officially starts, right?" The cameraman nearby her nods, after looking at his watch. "... So.... I can go if they're fifteen minutes late or so right? It's fucking cold out here." The cameraman shrugs in reply. "Right." She shrugs back. "It's still early, though."
In fact, when Blanka arrives, it is definitely on time. Chilly mud splashes everywhere, causing a calm cameraman- a veteran if the NL, in fact- to whip out a hankerchief to wipe his camera lens. Shurui shields her face from the ensuing blast of water and mud, then shivers. ".... Nnn. Well, once we get fighting, shouldn't be a problem, I guess." She looks at the entering opponent, bringing to mind what the Neoleague organizer said to her on the phone.
'Uh yeah. He's not a kid. Big, muscley, has green skin. No really. Orange hair. I dunno either. Maybe some weird thing they do where he's from. Can't tell ya anything else, really. Don't wanna give you an advantage.' That's what he said to her, that day.
And indeed, this someone is big. Huge. ..... Green? Well, his aura sort of obstructs that, and, with the regularity of people being overlaid with all the colors of the rainbow and then some, it's easy to forget that it's the fact that it's physical, rather than mental, that makes this so unique. Well, she's more interested in Blanka's aura anyway. The way it's formed, the way it radiates, like a spring plant newly formed spreading in the sunlight. The organizer was wrong, this person *was* not all adult. There's a child-like......'ness' to him. Gentle, even. Not in the sort of way that would translate to him abstaining from a match like this, but more in that he wasn't some fearsome man all hunched over like a great ape.
No, he's like a great ape- but in the way that makes an ape a majestic animal. "... Hey. I'm Shurui," she introduces herself, possessing none of the ill humor that was there before. "You're Blanka, right? Let's start this before we get too cold. I'm cold, so let's just get started." She positions her body into the disciplined pose of a Wing Chun fighter, the farthest hand twisting effortlessly into an open palm, thumb tucked inwards.
This is more to show that the fight has begun, rather than clue Blanka in to her first move, however. "Let's see how good you are!" With that, instead of rushing in, she throws her arms aside, summoning an array of psycho power bullets, all which rain towards the green-skinned fighter.
COMBATSYS: Blanka blocks Shurui's Riot Act.
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Shurui 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Blanka
To Blanka, Shurui's actually an interesting thing to see. Her outfit is actually similar to the one he wears when he goes out in 'public' and isn't fighting, a hooded sweatshirt and pants. Now, well - he's probably feeling the chill as well in his simple fightin' pants and darn little else, but at least the giant shock of orange hair is a bit of warmth! When addressed, he nods eagerly, offering another giant grin to the smaller girl. "S'ok.. Blanka ready when you are." With that, he begins to move as well, crouching low and digging his fingers and toes into the chilly earth and mud, testing his grip. As Shurui throws her arms open, Blanka brings his arms up and around, letting the psycho power 'bullets' blast against his forearms, pushing him back on the slick surface of the river, and keeping him further from the fighter that he's challenged. This cannot be kept!
"Same to AWH-ROOO!" He straightens his fingers and places himself in almost a football tackle's stance, then barrels in towards Shurui. His churning crouched gallop takes him forwards, and as he closes in, he attempts to lift Shurui up and slam her down against the ground. Even with the pain from the attack before, the gleeful grin isn't off his face. Yes, this is fun. Very, very fun!!
COMBATSYS: Shurui blocks Blanka's Jungle Slam.
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Shurui 0/-------/-----==|==-----\-------\0 Blanka
"Ngh!" Shurui's small body is easily lifted into the air, as if it were merely a child's doll Blanka was grabbing onto and not a human being. But this factors into the girl's favor; she eels out of Blanka's grasp as the playful green fighter lifts her into the air. Jumping out not too gracefully, she lands on the mud.
Oh, this will be a nice challenge. Already, the cold is melting away, aided by adrenaline and the heat of muscle movement. That, and pain. Thankfully for that, the mud cools down the pain of the awkward landing, and Shurui scrambles up, not seeing to entirely mind it as she sprints forward in order to smash a foot against Blanka's side in that small span of time that he's reeling from his aborted attack.
COMBATSYS: Blanka interrupts Heavy Kick from Shurui with Electric Thunder.
- Power hit! -
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Shurui 0/-------/=======|===----\-------\0 Blanka
Cold chill bites at everyone, really - but the best cure is activity, and the effort of Blanka's fighting is enough to keep him warm, even with the severe lack of clothing (and fashion sense) that he has. Undaunted by the slippery Shurui, he starts to twist and turn to prepare for whatever comes next. In this case, it's eagerly anticipated.
Gold eyes flicker just a bit as Shurui rushes forwards, the Brazillian Beast digs down into the ground. He's crouching again already, hunkered down low as if he was going to throw up another block - but this time, he makes a slight change. His arm comes up - but he moves it to the side - and lets the kick crash into his ribcage. He's pushed backwards - but at the same time, he's /smiling/. The reason for the smile? That would be a slight change Blanka goes through, remnans of his training in the jungle. Electricity, learned from the water eels explodes around his body, a defensive mechanism that throws up great gouts of the blue-white sparks. Unfortunately, it lasts as long as Shurui should be able to hold on - and with Blanka's hand going to her ankle, that'll be a minute or two longer. Eventually, he'll have to stop. Until then, she's probably got a pretty skeleton!
For the record, NESTS makes very nice skeletons. Shurui's is even compact! Perfect for travel.
When Blanka clamps onto Shurui's foot, and his aura starts to show some ominious movement, Shurui isn't sure what to think, there in that spilt-second. However, as electricity heats the air and surges down Shurui's leg to her spine, there really is no room to think at *all*. Wet mud flakes off in baked clumps to reveal a flashy skeleton, Shurui's cuss of pain frozen in one vibrating syllable. "F-f-F-f-F-f-F-F-"
And then he finally lets go. -*"UCK!"*-
Shurui collapses (of course), then, after her body gets a chance to compose, she lifts herself up like some singed zombie, body slack as her mental vision flicks back on and off. Nggghhh. That hurt. Stumbling towards Blanka, she stands there...... and shoots out a punch at his midsection with a fist alit with grey Psycho flame, cruising towards Blanka like a sledgehammer out of nowhere.
Thankfully, despite her manner, she's not taking *any* of this personally.
COMBATSYS: Blanka dodges Shurui's Velvet Fist.
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Shurui 0/-------/-======|===----\-------\0 Blanka
Singed Zombie! It is a thing to be worried about!
Wide-eyed, Blanka watches Shurui rise back up. There's a hint of worry on his face as he watches, and when she starts to move towards attacking again, he's appeased. Able to attack, the fight will go on! He hasn't misjudged her strength yet, and this is a very good thing. As she throws her punch at his midsection, Blanka gets out of his crouch, his body moving in a giant leap upwards, the wave of grey 'flame' sliding beneath him and singing his feetses!
Up in the air, he twists like a cat, trying to regain his balance and come down easily. His flailing ends up with him falling towards Shurui again, his canny jungle instinct giving him a quick insight on the best way to attack. His fingers lace together, and he brings them down in a giant axe-handle, aimed at the top of Shurui's head, trying to drive her into the mud. Rawr!
COMBATSYS: Shurui dodges Blanka's Medium Punch.
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Shurui 0/-------/-======|===----\-------\0 Blanka
There's one Blanka, now there's two. One, three, two, One. None. One. Shurui's sight is still recovering. Even at that small distance, Blanka evades Shurui's powerful yet painfully obvious attack; her body fixes in that position, eyes narrowing. Nhhhhhhh she needs to regain her wiiittss
DANGERDANGER Shurui's version of 'spidey sense' flares to life then, instincts taking over and causing her to arc backwards in a sudden jump. Dodging the potentially painful hammering technique, Shurui rubs her face. Nggghh. Need to focus. Focus. That is the key. But before that? She needs to get her wits about her before she does something even more foolish. Concentrate! Shifting away, careful of Blanka's next attack, Shurui lingers, forcing her breathing to a regulated and controlled pace. Ohhhkkkaaay. She thinks she's okay now. Not at her best, but better than nothing.
COMBATSYS: Shurui gains composure.
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Shurui 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Blanka
"Want to keep fightin? Blanka be more careful." Yes, it's a little silly of Blanka to be asking this as he lands in the mud, watching the girl prepare and recuperate. He's had bad experiences before, and before anyone gets the chance to go 'OH GOD YOU KILLED THE LITTLE GIRL!!!', Blanka will do his most and best to keep things under control.
Admittedly, he's not going to /stop/ while she takes her breath, and assuming is still a valid thing to do. If worse comes to worse and she says no, he might be able to pull his blow. Might. As he circles left and right, he brings his fists up and around in a boxer's posture, 'apeing' the technique from a brawler named Bison. He brushes his nose a few times, and then hunkers in, swinging in a one-two sort of jab combination, intent on testing her defenses, wearing them down. This is strategery!!
COMBATSYS: Blanka successfully hits Shurui with Jab Punch.
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Shurui 0/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Blanka
"Nonono." Shurui shakes her head. "Be hard on me. Faced a lot of people more powerful than the two of us combined. They didn't let down, so why should you?" She smirks. "Not going to be easy on you, so bring it while you still can."
Well, even when he's not bringing it, he's fast. Blanka successfully snakes by Shurui's attempt to knock away his jab, cutting into her abs with his one-two jab combo. "Ngh!" She falls back, managing to regain her footing before recovering. Yeah. He's definitely powerful. .... This is good, however; the fight's not going to be a drag at all. She hasn't felt cold *once* during the fight at all!
Leaping unto the air, Shurui attempts to snap her foot around and slam it against Blanka's face, particularly his chin if available. The fight's not over yet!
COMBATSYS: Blanka blocks Shurui's Light Kick.
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Shurui 0/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Blanka
Don't go easy. Blanka can do this! Blanka is more than willing to do this, in fact! He grins a bit as she starts to move, and there's a tension in his body as she leaps! He moves his head a bit, the foot hitting the side of his cheek, close to the giant grin that he consistently has on his face. The impact's loud, a 'CRAK!' that sounds out through the riverbed, and though he winces, he doesn't falter!
With her foot so close to his head, he ponders just chewing on it, and using it to toss her to the side and away. It's too soon to use his ULTIMATE TECHNIQUE, though - that is hoarded for later. He tries to pull his hand up and around, whipping it at Shurui's foot, to grab, and chuck her towards the river itself, to maybe brush the mud off her shoes that has stuck to his face. Yes, this is the plan that is in his canny jungle mind!!
COMBATSYS: Shurui fails to counter Quick Throw from Blanka with Plum Blossom Shower.
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Shurui 1/-----==/=======|=====--\-------\0 Blanka
The crack is added to a mountain of cringe-worthy moments in this increasingly intense fight, though it is certainly not the most severe. Cameras swing this way and that, catching angle after angle as the short fierce girl battles the playful giant (at least, in comparison to her height). It may seem the winner is clear, but right now, there are few viewers who would call match an uninteresting or uninspired one. Both fighters are giving their all, as if the outcome did not matter in the least.
Shurui sails through the air into the small river, disappearing for a moment before a wet mop of grey hair comes to the surface, a mouth sputtering underneath. Fuck, she can't see! She needs to cut her hair! COLD. Sucking in her breath, she dog-paddles to the shore, to emerge on the shore, dripping like a wet rat.
Such fun! Blanka's had workouts before, and fights that have been truly enjoyable - and this is definitely both turned into one. There's a feral boyish glee as he bounds forwards, the brutal beast bouncing through the air and heading for the shore, to try and meet Shurui at the same time as she gets out.
"Awh-ROOO! Blanka gonna do... special attack now!" He doesn't mind telegraphing this, oh no - the Wild Fang is his favoritest move as of late, and he doesn't care /who/ knows it. In the gathered crowd, a group in green and red shirts who hears this all start to chant, at the same time, something that echoes through the small fighting space.
'Awm nom nom'
'Awm Nom Nom'
'AWM NOM NOM!'
The crowd knows, Blanka knows - but does Shurui? The green goliath tries to catch Shurui around the shoulders - if he can, he'll cling to her back, and bring his jaws into play on her shoulders and the back of her head. His fangs are withheld, though - the pressure of his jaw doing most of the work, at least in /this/ fight.
Attempted Awm Nom Nom indeed!
COMBATSYS: Blanka successfully hits Shurui with Wild Fang.
- Power hit! -
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Shurui 1/-======/=======|======-\-------\0 Blanka
Shurui sniffs and rubs her nose, silently thanking whatever genetic doodad NESTS did actually worked and allowed her to not worry about the simple pleasures of getting colds from stunts like this. That, or she's been insanely lucky until now. NGGGHH. MUST FIGHT MORE. Maybe she could convince K' to become her personal heater or something later today if he doesn't b- Wait, what? Awm nom nom?
oh shi-
Adopting a sort of weird 'deer in headlights' look as Blanka grabs ahold of her and, as the chant described, he awm nom noms her. OH GOD. THIS IS THE WEIRDEST FIGHT EVER. she has a gentle giant of a fighter gnawing on her head and shoulders, she's dripping wet, and- .... NGH!
As soon as she's released Shurui whips around, eyes wild -oh god she can't fall down NOW-. A fist comes around in an attempt to plant into Blanka's abdomen....
COMBATSYS: Shurui successfully hits Blanka with Subtle Knife.
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Shurui 0/-------/-======|=======\-------\1 Blanka
When the fist connects with Blanka's furry chest, grey Psycho power flares out, impaling the green giant on a grey spike of energy that shoots out from his back. Of course, rather than pierce him physically, it's more that that psychic energy pushes through him, disrupting the flow of his own natural energy. In short: no blood, maybe some charring, very painful. It ends when Shurui punches her other fist at his chest, disconnecting him from the flow of energy.
Awm nom nom! Awm nom! She gets free, which is ok for Blanka - he'd expected her to be of sterner stuff, and at least she didn't try to poke him in the back of his throat with claws like Choi did! As she slips away, he starts to recover - and reaches out for her again... Only never to catch her! She ducks down and at such a close range, there's no way he can dodge! The fist strikes home, and Blanka is force-fed a large array of Psycho Power. Her 'spike' goes through him, and not only is he short-circuited, as it were, but he has to deal with the awful feelings that feedback wells up in him. He jitters and bounces for a moment or two, until the second punch 'frees' him, and he falls back to the ground.
It's a moment or two before he returns to his feet, gold eyes a little blurry, unfocused. He slowly sways his arms and legs, getting feeling back into them. The green giant looks a bit more serious now, but still pleased - impressed, even. "Blanka.. glad to get to fight Sharoo-ray. Good fight.. so far." With that, he hunkers down, like a jungle cat about to pounce on a particularly tasty morsel. With a half-shuffle forwards, he leaps for Shurui, intent on bowling her over in a tussling throw that should send her to the ground, and hopefully out for the count soon after!
COMBATSYS: Blanka successfully hits Shurui with Ground Shave Rolling.
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Shurui 1/---====/=======|-------\-------\0 Blanka
"Good fight..... yes." Shurui can't help but agree, even as she pants helplessly from overexertion. She really should back down... but why should she went she's come this far? She knows there's a paramedic nearby. She knows her opponent is not intending to kill her; no, she could see that even without that special sight. Knowing all this, she knows she can take things to the fullest extent she can possibly manage.
She feels alive.
He makes his move. "Hmpf!" Shurui tenses, intending to fall back from Blanka's blowing motion, but her body proves too slow. Hit square, Shurui stumbles back, pausing to wipe the drool from her panting mouth. One more trick, and she's done for. Why not go with with a bang? Adjusting her hands, Shurui makes her move, rushing at Blanka with a small glow of Psycho power on her right hand...
COMBATSYS: Shurui can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Blanka fails to interrupt Shades of Grey from Shurui with Wild Fang.
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When the hand hits, Psycho power flickers to life, holding Blanka for the second needed for Shurui to unleash a torrent of frenzied kicks, punches, and jabs, before finally ending with a Psycho-laced one-inch punch, delivered straight to the abdomen. Hopefully, this will send Blanka away, giving Shurui the time needed to simply collapse to the ground with a comic groan, paramedics casually moving in to take over.
Holding Blanka indeed! When replay of the fight is shown in the Neo-League highlight reel, the truth shall come out, much to the amusement of many. They will see the way that Shurui's hand comes in - they will be able to see the slowly opening maw of the gentle giant. They will even be able to see her latching her steely grip 'round Blanka's tongue, holding him still with bug-eyed shock and surprise, then beating him with kicks, punches, and that final power-punch. He bounces away a few steps, and manages to stagger to his feet, to watch the paramedics come forwards. He rubs at his sides, the bruises-to-be, and nods emphatically, unheedful of the chill.
A perfect way to keep warm.
COMBATSYS: Blanka has ended the fight here.
Log created on 21:50:15 10/30/2008 by Blanka, and last modified on 15:12:43 11/02/2008.