Description: DOJO WARS - Part 1: Daniel and Roland embark on a top secret mission to steal the Kyokugen Dojo sign. Only one man stands in their way.
Kyokugen. The rival school to Todoh-Ryuu. Daniel has been taught two side about the art. The first was that it was completely and totally inferior to the Way of Todoh in every single possible way. Kyokugen was the Nickleback of the fighting world, Ryuhaku Todoh told him. While popular and bearing some talents, it was in itself the worst possible art ever constructed. The only reason it was still around, however, was because of the consumer whoring that Kyokugen brought about.
The second point was mentioned by Kasumi away from her father. Apparently, the bad blood between the schools went back a very long time. What made it more intense now, however, was the fact that Todoh faced an embarrassing loss against Ryo Sakazaki, the son of Kyokugen sensai. Kasumi then mentioned that she too had lost against Ryo. While Kyokugen was an insult to the school of Todoh, it was not to be taken lightly. Daniel Jack's own view, however, was not crafted. And soon, he would learn about the true nature of Kyokugen... the hard way.
"Alright, Woody, there's our mark." The detective was dressed in his Todoh Uniform, watching the dojo from the edge of woods that touched near it. Here, he was with his new-found rival of the school, Roland "Woody" Douchebucket. The detective would rather it not be the case to be working with Roland at all. However, Master Todoh made it very clear. Seeing that both Kyokugen was attempting to go mainstream again and two students were becoming aggressive with each other, he decided to solve both problems with one swoop. So, sitting on his feet, he pointed a fan out of the Dojo, and commanded the two students on a mission of the UPMOST IMPORTANCE.
"GO FORTH!" He cried. "And TAKE the SIGN of the KYOKUGEN DOJO!"
Daniel Jack crouched down by the tree, narrowing his eyes. What would be the best angle of attack. Roland was a low-brow thug. Maybe he would have a brilliant idea for an approach.
Ole Roland is a fresh face in the art of Todoh-ryuu. And, more importantly, not completely insane about the core philosophy and rivalries. He is a simple man who just wants to be taught how to kick more ass, and Todoh had the best pamphlet available. He has come to find however, that although the numbers are despairingly few, they make up for it by being vehemently obsessed. He's now wearing the uniform of a practitioner; although having on a billowing overweighted leather trenchcoat, and an appropriately stylish hat. All he knows is that Takuma can pound in the heads of world renowned fighters, and Todoh mostly cackles, driving around streamrollers. Now there's something to be said for the latter, but...
Roland merely leans against a tree, picking at his teeth with a small splinter of wood. "Mark? Hah, Jewels. You're starting to sound like me." is grumbled, not giving any particular observation to the dojo. This is a terrible idea, but Todoh said it would be a good experience. While having Roland in a headlock and strangling him unconscious, so saying 'no' is a bad idea. "I have a good idea. Follow me." He then prowls out, approaching the side of the building. Digging within his voluminous inner pockets, he slowly creeps to the front door, and then pulls out a paper bag. Setting it in front of the dojo entrance, he pulls out a lighter and... whoosh! Flame!
Hurriedly he pounds on the door, then zips off around the corner. "We'll grab it while they are distracted!!" Oh, and he used premium dogshit.
"ICHI!" bellows a deep, rumbling voice from inside the dojo.
"NI!" soon follows buzzing the rice paper panels of the interior dividing walls like little paper tambourines.
"SAN!" is called out as the shadow of a large man wielding a sword of some kind executes the third cut of an ancient sword kata.
"SHE!" Marco Rodriguez grunts as he swings the shinai with effortless precision.
"GO-" An unexpected knock at the door.
Marco isn't known for using a katana, surely his meaty fists are weapon enough for most tasks, but the large martial artist is relentless when it comes to expanding his skills and the sword forms can easily be translated to unarmed fighting if need be. Lowering the bamboo weapon to his side and glancing at the sliding door of the dojo, the Kyokugen Bear quirks an eyebrow as his mind turns over the possibilities of who might be knocking on the dojo door this time of the evening. All of the students have been dismissed for the night and are relaxing at home. In better times there would also be students preparing for sleep in the communal bunkhouse out behind the dojo, but time marches on and more traditional methods eventually make way for convenience and modern ways of thinking. Still the time may come soon when the dojo has enough pupils to facilitate the older, better ways of operating, or at least Marco hopes.
Striding across the tatami mats in, of course, bare feet, the Karate Instructor casually slides the door open, his brown eyes opening wide in surprise as he spies the fiery bag. "What the hell?!" Marco exclaims as he steps toward the bag and swipes down at it with his bamboo practice sword, splattering the Grade-A dog crap across the porch and extinguishing most of the flames. "Damn kids!" Marco growls, immediately thinking of his more rowdy students as he gives the smoldering bag a couple of pokes to make sure the fire won't spring back to life. No, no... even the troublemakers in his class wouldn't dare try a stunt like this. Takuma would make them do push ups for months, and after that they would have Marco to deal with. No, this wasn't the work of his pupils... and the dojo is too far out of town for local hooligans to play pranks on... Then who...?
...! Marco's eyes narrow dangerously and begin to scan the dojo grounds as he begins to suspect what may be afoot.
Daniel Jack, in his entire life, has never seen anything combine pathetic neediness with absolute stupidity.
Important to consider in this context: He is friends with Naerose.
Daniel did not consider himself the kind of person who has drunk the Koolaid. For example, he does not scream out 'KASANE ATE' while reaching sexual climax. When compared to Roland, the detective used a simple word: dedicated. However, when Roland takes initiative, he decides to let the rogue do his work. Trailing behind silently, he hits the side gently. He keeps a frigid, intense look on his face. Woody whips from the side of the building, and Daniel watches... with absolute horror as the cowboy breaks out a small paper bag.
When he lights it, the shock doesn't leave. The detective bolts around the corner, his composure literally melting. The detective watches as Roland rushes back around the corner after him, waiting for the results of his cunning prank. Daniel Jack seems to have an exasperated look on his face. Rubbing his temples, he hears the pounding feet of the keeper, and his reaction to the load of crap. The private eye looks at Roland, and shakes his head.
"There are two problems I have, scuzzy." He begins with very hushed tones. "The first is that you keep a load of crap in your coat. While it explains the smell, that perfect mindset leads into the second problem. There are two locations where the sign would be held. Outside the front of the dojo..." The detective points towards the general area where Macro just exploded out towards. He draws his hand back in. "... Or at the entrance of the dojo." The detective points towards the general area where Macro exploded out at. "Lets take for a moment, Woody, at where your shit-work just led us now."
"No, no, I'm not done with my plan yet." Roland states smoothly towards Daniel, quickly moving to button up his coat all the way and conceal the uniform beneath. He doesn't try to peer around the corner, as that is liable to only get himself caught. He knows how this works, but the main issue is that from the sounds he heard muffled through the door, there might be a couple dozen people within. The damn walls were thrumming. No matter. "Here is part two..." Quite suddenly he grasps Daniel by the upper arm, and surges out into the open, yanking him along for the ride. "This! This is the guy!" He roars out in his most gruff voice, pointing a finger towards Jewels. "I caught sight of him running around the corner!!" Given that Marco will likely immediately recognize Todoh's uniform, Roland is hoping that such is a good enough distraction from why HE is here. But Marco's not really the most intimate of minds. "..." Now Roland looks up. And his eyes widen slightly. Holy shit!! That man is fucking RIPPED!! But he hides any actual fear, trying to keep Daniel from either squirming away or slugging him in the stomach. .oO( Dear god, if there's THIS kinda people in Kyokugen, maybe I did jump on the wrong horse... ah well. )
Resting the shinai-cum-poostick on his plain white training gi; being very careful to keep the 'business end' away from the clean cloth, of course, the Kyokugen Bear's head whips over toward the corner of the dojo as a strange voice calls for his attention. "YOU!" Marco exclaims as the eyebrows on his fierce face furrow deeply with the anger of recognition. Marco hasn't actually seen the Todoh-ryuu student before, but he'd recognize that uniform anywhere. Pointing the bamboo poostick at Daniel, the Karate Instructor strides over to the edge of the porch and leaps, his large feet striking the ground with a thunderous impact as he lands a few yards from the pair. "I should have known that Todoh would be behind this, the old fool!"
Inclining his pompadour-clad head toward Roland as he keeps his stern eyes fixed on Daniel, Rodriguez directs his next words toward the Todoh pupil in disguise. "You have the thanks of the Kyokugen Dojo young man," he states clearly in his deep bass voice that would make Barry White proud. "I can handle him from here," he adds as he extends the feces covered shinai and brings the tip about a centimeter from Daniel's cheek, a mischievous smirk growing across the large man's face as the rock steady point of the poostick slowly closes the distance with Daniel's skin.
Daniel Jack doesn't quite register his betrayal immediately. In fact, being shoved out in the open wasn't even struggled. Here he was at the scene of the crime, and he was the one being singled out. The man was massive, muscular, and dark. So, Kyokugen was already picking out their token black. Typical. At least it was better than Roland Doucheberries & Cream here. The detective ran through the potential options here. He could turn on Roland. But Roland's cover would be blown. Roland was in a very unique situation to lift the sign before Marco could realize it. Yes, Roland was thinking short term. But Daniel could take his shit-in-a-bag and snatch victory in the jaws of defeat. As such, the detective mumbled to his partner of crime as he singled him out.
"I'll lure him away, bastard. Get the sign set up for us to cart it out, and back me up. You got 5 minutes."
As Roland releases Daniel Jack to the Kyokugen instructor, he stares at Marco with cold, motionless eyes. Jaw tense, he stands erect, a grimace tightening as the stick stops short of his cheek. Yeah. He could rat Roland out. But he wasn't, you know why? Because that was the EASY way out. Instead, the student of Todoh whips his hand up, shoving the shinai aside to step into the man. "Get the STICK out of my face, POPS. We got business to deal with, can you dig it. You've been moving on Todoh territ', and that's not snazzy, hell, that's real CHEAP."
Standing almost chest to chest (almost due to the fact Macro has about four inches on him), the detective glares straight up at Marco, eyes cutting to the bone. "So here it is, scuzzy. I'm giving you the sample. The test, you are following me? A straight out duel between schools, dig it?" The detective leans back, scanning the field. "Man, you wanna take this out back? I don't want people seeing me AROUND Kyokugen, you following me, scuzzy?" The detective looks back with a terse grin, forcing his teeth to bare to look somewhat badass.
Indeed, Roland shifts sideways with his arms crossed, and is remarkably casual about moving behind Marco's line of sight, hoping his interest remains hard on Daniel. There's absolutely no sign of this being a scheme. The incognito Todoh practitioner seems hard, angry, and interested; really, when it comes to acting and manipulation, Roland is an all-star performer. This is him doing his 'ok I'm stepping back you show me how Kyokugen rolls' routine. A thumb's up and smirk is finally returned to Daniel, proving that at least he has the heart of the goal still in mind. After making sure his face-getting-into is fully grasping Butt's focus, Roland twists around and jogs up the steps without making a sound, eyeing the sign hanging over the door with trepidation. Okay, he got this far. There's a good few options, but... ah, yes. Daniel is improvising his role rather well.
"Man, you should crush him!" Roland shifts forward to smack Marco on the back of the shoulder, grinning ear to ear. And suppressing an ouch at the raw steel of his form. "I'm a long time fan of Kyokugen. I was coming here hoping I could see Takuma-sama himself." Oh yes, throw in a sama. It's english, but it will highlight the grand respect. Plus, he's pretty much the only practitioner that Roland actually knows. "But you're one of the top disciples. Seeing you tear him to pieces, that's like seeing Takuma-sama do it instead!!" He's got absolutely no clue who Marco is, but is hoping he thinks highly of himself enough to fall for that. And hope that Daniel does not go mad with him actually praising the style.
Lowering the slapped shinai down to waist level, Marco's own hard gaze duels with Danny Jack's like a meeting of the Schwartz as the rival fighters stand chest to chest. "Lemme git this straight -young blood-," Rodriguez replies, his voice suddenly changing tones to the common street vernacular so popular in the USA these days. Contrary to appearances, Marco ISN'T African American. He's African... Brazilian? Which is a very different culturally. But the Kyokugen Bear has seen enough Blaxploitation movies to act the part perfectly. Besides, he has the look to pull it off. "You wanna go toe to toe with me? Kyokugen-ryuu vs. Todoh-ryuu? Well shit son, I've been waiting to put your little dojo in it's place for a loooong time."
Marco's knowing smirk grows into a confident grin as Roland pats him on the back and speaks so highly of Kyokugen-ryuu Karate, even going so far as to compare Marco to Master Takuma himself! This trenchcoat-clad stranger knows his martial arts, that's for certain! "You got one thing wrong though Jack," Rodriguez adds, unknowingly calling Daniel by his actual nickname, "YOU challenged ME, I get to choose the location of the duel," Tossing the poop-covered shinai to the side, Marco takes a few steps back and splays his fingers as he circles his arms around in front of him, executing a short preparation kata. "HAA!" the Kyokugen Instructor kiai's as his arms end up straight in front of him and he quickly flexes his almost absurdly huge chest and arm muscles; the force of which tears his karategi top to shreds, causing it to explode off of him. You thought that shit only happened in kung-fu movies. "AND I CHOOSE HERE!" Marco bellows in his deep bass voice as he takes two steps forward and attempts to grab Daniel's shirt and toss him to the ground with a simple hip-toss.
COMBATSYS: Marco has started a fight here on the right meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Daniel has joined the fight here on the left meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Daniel endures Marco's Quick Throw!
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Actually, 'Daniel Jack' is the nickname. It is sort of like why you don't call Def Leppard Leppard. Or Def. Now Def Jams? That was another thing. The Jack is also why he didn't call people Jack. 'That's alright, Jack' instead becomes 'That's alright Scuzzy.' Scuzzy replaced Jack, and that brought a new wave of craziness of Daniel's own brand of jive. Yes, while Daniel did have Blaxploitation influences, he mostly lifted his material from old Cab Calloway jive and Sam Spade lingo. He was noirish to a T, but when he didn't have the old shadow-side, he was getting it on real solid in the kibbles.
This was a time when those kibbles were solid.
As Roland plays up his angle of being a 'friend of Kyokugen,' Daniel keeps up with his forceful Jack up. What else could he do? If he acted tough, he at least would leave this place with his self-respect. But when Marco backs up, he realizes a flaw in the plan. He wasn't taking the new location bait. The detective glances over at Roland for a moment, but switches back to the Kyokugen instructor when he causes his chest to explode his shirt to shreds. Daniel realized that this was going to be one of THOSE fights. Roland was smart, if self-centered. He would figure something out.
Daniel Jack looks a bit surprised when, through Marco's bellowing, the man just charged forward and grabbed his shirt. What? He was attacking him before any sort of honorable exchanges? Were Kyokugen types truly this insidious and dishonorable. Todoh was right: this WAS the inferior art, one that must be taught a LESSON.
The detective allows himself to be thrown to the ground with a strong thought in mind: recovery. Bouncing straight up off the ground, the detective shot a hand up towards Macro's inner thigh. The other hand was winding back, flattening out to prepare for a palm strike. "And you fail to BOW? Dishonorable Kyokugen ASS!" Daniel snarled, before bellowing loudly. "FANTASTIC.... TOOOOOOODOH.....!"
"PAAAAAAAAUNCH!!!!!"
The detective, should he have gripped Marco's inner thigh, will jerk him down as he brought his palm up, colliding the strike hard in the center of the black warrior's pelvis. If he failed to get a grip, well, he would just use the palm strike to pile on through to the sound of his shout. The fight had begun; It was time for Roland to figure out his part of the scheme.
Good, good. Marco is the kind of person Roland is best at dealing with. He slips backwards once the fight begins. He seems the type who will roll around in the fight exclusively, so he's a bit less cautious with appraising the sign once more. That there's a big sign. But it's nothing that patented Roland Tricks cannot deal with. He removes his hat, checking the wire it's attached to. Then sweeps his arm casually; the nearly invisible line snags on the corner, and with careful work he slithers it in deeper. Now and then he glances towards Marco, prepared to start cheering and waving his hat around at a moment's notice. Actually he does now and then, just to make sure he's aware that he's still there. Then he wraps both edges of the wire about his gloved hands, and braces a booted foot on the edge of the step. And yanks. ...yanks. Yaaaaaaaaaaaanks!! The wire nearly sings with the tensive force, before a loud CRACK as the sign is bodily torn free. And a loud CRASH as it then falls on Roland, who sprawls on his back with the wind knocked out of him, hat bouncing away. "...Hrrrrgh!!" is exhaled, boggle-eyed. "Th,the sign fell on me..." he wheezes, struggling. "Th,the Todoh bastard must have... meddled with it!!" Hack. Wheeze. Give Roland a few moments.
COMBATSYS: Marco Toughs Out Daniel's Fantastic Todoh Punch!!
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"The first blow of our duel was struck when you sullied the Kyokugen Dojo with your filth! Men do not bow to dogs!" Marco says with a look of scorn to the supine Todoh-ryuu practitioner. The Kyokugen Instructor's eyes widen as Daniel grips his thigh, but not in fear of bodily harm. No, his surprise is more of the 'I need an adult' variety. Marco's suspicion of Daniel Jack having homo-erotic motives quickly redouble, as the silly name of a Todoh-ryuu attack is shouted and the detective's palm flies right for the Brazilian's pelvis. Marco makes no move to defend himself though, and the strike lands true right on the -large- man's package. A contemptuous sneer flashes across the Karate Instructor's face as the blow lands, as if to wordlessly say that it would take more power than Daniel could muster to harm his mighty man-parts.
"Pah. You aren't even worthy of facing Kyokugen-ryuu Karate. I would have suspected something more even of a pupil of that old coot Todoh. He must be hard up for students nowadays." Lifting his massive tree trunk of a leg, Marco lifts his leg toward Daniel and tries to plant it square in his chest with brutal force and slam him to the ground, a strike that is purposfully devoid of any sort of martial arts technique; simply brute strength.
"Don't worry, he will pay for touching the sign" Marco calls out to Roland without bothering to glance in the martial arts fan's direction as he attacks. "Watch over it for me while I teach this dog a lesson and you will be rewarded; there might be other students of Todoh around waiting for their chance to steal it. I am sure that Todoh would love to have at least one sign of an honorable school in his own dojo."
COMBATSYS: Daniel counters Strong Kick from Marco with Zoot Suit Riot.
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Daniel Jack's groin shattering blow meets a match that no crotch-hunting individual would enjoy coming towards. His palm strike reverbs through the flesh package hidden underneath the gi pants. The detective, staring at the enormous endurance the man bore.
And shrugs it off.
Seriously, Daniel's concern was getting right back up on his feet. Jerking himself up, the detective set himself in the defensive stance of the way of Todoh: Legs spread apart for balance, hands positioned in a line. One hand forward, the second back. This would prove to be invaluable to the student in a short while. As Roland locates the sign and causes it to hilariously crush every bone in his lying, backstabbing body, the detective grimaces in an even more frigid manner. Macro was crossing lines with his banter.
As the leg shoots forward, Daniel Jack suddenly and deftly grabs it, stopping the powerful kick cold. See, in this whole thing, the running joke was Ryuhaku Todoh. I mean, he is the Todoh, right? That is true. However, when Daniel was trained, his was taught the Way of Todoh. And while Master Todoh taught him endurance, audacity, and Kasane Ate, MISTRESS Todoh introduced him to the more technical abilities. Such as Sasshou Inshuu, or Deadly Palm Shadow Kick.
The detective took the energy and momentum from Marco forward attack and redirected it forward, launching himself up along the Kyokugen warrior's leg. Immediately, he exploded with an elbow jab into the ribs of Marco, followed by another palm strike to the man's chest. Not destructive blows, but solid ones, enough to drive the larger fighter away from Daniel. And there, Daniel Jack seethed loudly as his frozen glare grazed his opponent. "Real cute, scuzzy, but how about some talent to back up those words, real solid."
Whew. Roland had hoped to be a bit more subtle about taking down the sign, but manages to wriggle himself free while keeping a hand beneath it. Spreading his stance, he hefts it up, slightly trembling at the weight. Really, he's a hell of a lot stronger then he looks. Roland cares about aesthetics like being lean and toned, but his coat weighs a fucking ton. Having it armored and full of heavy gadgets is really not helping matters. Huffhuffing, he then manages to lift up the sign completely. "Nnngh... I,I refuse to let Takuma-sama's sign... sully itself touching the ground!! I shall place it in your dojo!!" He then manages to worm his way to the open door, and carefully heave it in. Excellent! It's empty, a better result then he could of hoped for. Dragging it quietly across the floor, he maneuvers over to the first window he can see, and then slides it open. Glancing towards the open door, he tries to shove it out. Thudthud. It's too big. "Damnit..." Hrrm, what now? There has to be a back door. He leans the sign against a wall and sneakily starts prowling, searching for an alternative entrance...
Grunting quietly as his dense stomach muscle clench in response to the solid elbow strike to his midsection, Marco stumbles back a couple of steps as the follow up palm strike transfers its energy to his manly pecs. "Ah, so the dog has teeth," Marco replies with his rumbling voice that would make an OG's subwoofer jealous. Looking down at his chest with a humorless grin, Marco wipes casually at it as if he were flicking imagined dirt off of his chest hair.
"Fine. Let's see how you fare against a true Kyokugen-ryuu technique." Roland all but forgotten by the Brazilian with a one track mind, Marco takes a quick step forward before leaping through the air and tucking his hind foot against the thigh of his leading foot, executing the classic 'flying karate kick', only this kick leaves ghostly after images of chi behind it as Marco's own internal energy fuels the force of his flight. "KO-SEN KYAKU!" the Kyokugen Instructor bellows as he soars through the air, attempting to give Daniel a first-hand lesson in the effectiveness of one of Kyokugen's techniques as he aims his large foot straight at the leaner man's chest.
COMBATSYS: Daniel blocks Marco's Ko-Sen Kyaku.
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Daniel Jack was not actually used to Kyokugen Karate. Most of his experience came, ironically, from Todoh Aikido. As Marco's rumble rattles his very bones, the detective held his posture steady, meeting the same intense glare that was brought to him. Drifting it to the side quickly, he saw Roland handle the sign carefully. Good. If Daniel had to get taken down, the sign might actually make it to the dojo. That would be the ultimate success, truly.
However, Daniel is forced to meet with something really dangerous. A flying kick. A TRULY flying kick. The student of Todoh looks fiercely at the attack taken from a cheesy kung fu movie, complete with it's own special effects. As such, Daniel brings his arms up, absorbing the attack slightly as he shoves it past him. Unfortunately, the shoving by him is stunted by a sudden, horrible explosion of pain. Marco's physical strength was coming to a beach head here, boiling through his forearms. No, Daniel did not disbelieve Marco was strong. However, he did not expect that even the motions designed to protect himself to fail so poorly.
"Impressive!" Daniel Jack snaps tersely as he brings his arm out from their defense to their snatching offense. Turning his body around, he sticks a knee forward, shoving it in the way of Marco. "Tell me, are you a student, scuzzy?" The detective asked flatly, bringing his arms over upon the body of his opponent. If he got a grip, he would hurl the Kyokugen instructor across his knee, rolling him to the ground. Daniel, not throwing all his energy out at once? Something dangerous was up.
This is going rather well for Roland, who is not trying to stave off a terrible beating. Through the use of Dragonball Z time, he can stretch the scant seconds that are given to him through the titanic battle to accomplish incredible things. Pinpointing the second sliding door leading to the back of the encircling walkway, he jogs back to the sign and hefts it back up, grunting in difficulty. Before dragging it at a light jog out the door, bumping over the threshold. Slipping off the ascended dojo into the grass, he then makes his way into the forest, moving remarkably fast with the strong legs of a lifetime of stealing and fleeing. Letting it thunk on the ground, he covers it completely with sediments, before clapping his hands together. "Success!" And then he turns around, beginning to jog back towards the Dojo. Hopefully Daniel isn't dead yet...
COMBATSYS: Marco counters Quick Throw from Daniel with Gedan Harai.
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"I am both a student and a teacher, as are all martial artists to a degree," Marco informs Daniel with a tone that, while not friendly, isn't really condescending for once either. "I suspect even Master Takuma is in a position to learn something new about his style at times, just as the most lowly initiate may have a nugget of wisdom to offer." As quick as Daniel's throw may be, Marco Rodriguez is much, much faster than his large frame would suggest, and as the younger man brings his arms up and over the Instructor's body, Marco lets loose with a low snap uppercut to the American's gut, probably knocking the wind out of him and stopping any thoughts of manipulating the Kyokugen Bear's body cold.
Daniel Jack's attempt at starting a throw is halted jarringly with a sudden, sharp uppercut. The student of Todoh is stopped cold with a loud, strained grunt. The student takes several steps back, staggering backwards as the effects of the punch overwhelm his poor stomach. But then, he drives a foot back.
Marco did give a brilliant, even wise answer. One that Daniel approved of. A student and teacher. A sort of hierarchy of wisdom, the same that Kasumi and Ryuhaku shared. Though not the same as between himself and Roland. As he charged right back at Marco, the intensity of his visage compounded. "Decent, real decent Scuzzy! What is, 'ooof`, what is... your NAME!"
The detective shot forward with an arm held high. Still recovering from his breath, he mutters under his breath a 'Kasane Ate.' But then, he just screams it, bringing it out to the world as would please Master Todoh. "KASANE ATE!" With that, he brings down a wave of orange energy. But then, he shoots forward into an elbow jab. With his opposite hand, he repeats the same process. Hand high, "KASANE ATE!", swipe, elbow jab. After the second elbow jab, the detective begins to rip and tear through the air, using a palm strike, a knife hand chop, and another palm strike before attempting to send Marco into the air with an uppercut. While the mass of Marco negated that, it still left the finishing move. Daniel Jack raised both of his hands up high, and with a double-palmed swipe, he launched a wave of orange energy to the ground in front of him, hopefully catching the Kyokugen student with a roar of the most important attack in the history of man:
"KASANE ATE!"
Jog, jog, jog. Roland vaults over into the walkway surrounding the dojo anew, and then slips through the open rear door. Maneuvering himself to the front, he then leans out, peering towards the pair. It looks like Daniel's really going all out. Which is really kind of admirable, as he can tell that Marco is 110 percent rapist meat. He almost feels ashamed! .oO( Damnit, you can't beat him, the hell aren't you running?! ) But he knows. Pride. Pride in his style. Roland has never had pride in anything sufficient to risk getting his ass beaten. That doesn't mean he lacks confidence or ego, but... "Well, least I can do is try to even the odds..." With that he snaps off his hat, sliding out into the open and then rearing back his arm. One booted foot leads him, as he pulls a cord. A razor-sharp blade erupts from the rim, and he sweeps out, sending it whistling towards the back of Marco's head. "TODOH-RYUU FOREVER!" is called out, trying to distract him a split second before impact!!
COMBATSYS: Roland has joined the fight here on the left meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Roland successfully hits Marco with Blackjack.
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COMBATSYS: Marco counters Jazz Hands from Daniel with Gedan Harai.
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"My name is Marco Rodriguez. I have the honor of being the Instructor of the Kyokugen-ryuu Karate at this Dojo," Marco informs Daniel with a proud smile when the information is requested. "...and an attack against the dojo is an attack against me. An attack against my honor," he concludes darkly as his face reflects the same gloomy sentiments.
Quirking an eyebrow as the words 'Kasane Ate' are uttered, Marco reflexively flies into action shouting "JOUDAN HARAI!" as he launches another snap uppercut at the young detective's gut. Wait... no... that was Gedan Harai again, Marco thinks with some embarrassment. An instructor confusing his own attacks is certainly awkward. Luckily Daniel probably won't be able to tell the difference, since he neglected to call out the technique's name last time.
Marco isn't allowed much time to lament, though as a bladed hat slices into the back of his head just as another Todoh student attacks him from behind! Treachery! Spinning around to face the ambusher, Marco's jaw drops as he recognized the helpful Kyokugen fan from earlier. "TRAITOROUS DOG!" the Kyokugen Instructor bellows as he reaches behind him to feel the back of his head, his hand coming away with the warm slick feeling of blood.
"KASANE A-OHGOD"
The detective rushes at Marco with his furious storm of blows. However, in a simple, steady motion, he gets a powerful smash, knocking the entire frenzy out of him. From what it looked like, all the detective was doing was delaying the inevitable. Landing on his back, the fighter takes a long, struggled gasp. Marco outclassed him in every way. The detective was lucky enough to land, what, three strikes on him? And he ignored them all. What could he do. No.
What would the WAY of TODOH do?
The student of the greatest art in the world rises up slow, painfully, but stably. Daniel Jack stares at the bigger fighter, eyes dully iced over. The fight was still in him, but well over the edge of a stable fight. With Roland barging into the match, he knew that his rival was taking over. As a gentleman, he had only one option. Gazing over Marco, he focused hard, spreading his body out, readying himself for what would be... his ultimate attack.
COMBATSYS: Daniel focuses on his next action.
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"That's right. I'm Daniel's associate! Mission accomplished!" is thrown towards Daniel, giving a thumb's up to his shattered corpse. The man frowns widely at this, suddenly wondering if trying to intervene is going to be a good idea or not. Well, there's one thing he can offer his comrade. "Leave the chump alone..." His jacket is torn open, revealing his own Todoh-ryuu uniform. His stance spreads, bringing up his forearms with fingers flexing. Indeed, he looks remarkably competent now, eyes hard and confident. "I'm your real opponent here..." It's rather amazing how good Roland is at pretending to be a non-worthless human being. Slipping forward, green fire trails over him, beginning to ripple behind as he surges forward, trailing silhouettes. He lunges at the last moment, one leg stretching to the heavens; and with a last spiral he brings it down rather hard, weighted steel attempting to slam right between Marco's eyes and slam him back. "HOOOOAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" All he has to do is pretend to be a good fighter long enough for Daniel to get his wind!!
COMBATSYS: Roland successfully hits Marco with Gold Rush.
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His attention fully focused on Roland the traitor, Marco nostrils flare with anger as he rears back and roars loudly. If his shirt wasn't already hanging off in little tatters it would be exploding off right now. "So he held back his most promising student in reserve. Maybe I underestemated Ryuhaku Todoh. So be it," Marco growls as Golden Boy Roland lunges at him. Shuffling his feet to try to spin away from the spiraling kick, the Kyokugen Bear is just too slow to move out of the way as the strike smacks him right upside the head, sending him staggering backwards.
"What technique!" Marco gasps incredulously, buying Roland's posturing at full retail price. "This calls for the ultimate Kyokugen Technique..." Marco mutters to himself and extends his arms in front of him, clenching his fists and flexing his forearms as they suddenly erupt with bright orange flames of chi as the large Brazilian gathers his power.
COMBATSYS: Marco gathers his will.
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Daniel Jack was VERY SORE about Marco's comment. Roland wasn't Todoh's most promising student! Daniel was! Just no one really, well, saw that. At all. Seriously. He was the original character that jumped in! Roland didn't even care until Daniel was there! Roland is like Angelica, while Daniel was Tommy Pickles! Roland couldn't even use Kasane Ate! That's just not cool, Marco!
The detective tightens his fists, body quivering with rage. "Then I better jack that from you, Marco." The detective says, actually using Marco's name. In great windmill swipes, he brings his arms up high. Raising them up, higher and higher, he suddenly focuses hard. In his very palms, he manifests the long, bright orange sheet of raw energy. Looking back down at Marco, he knows that this would not bring him through. But it was his ultimate technique, or at least one of them. And with it, he would have to be... unstoppable. He hurls the energy down to the ground, causing it to erupt along the floor a short distance away... but close enough to reach Marco. And with it, he shouts the eternal shout of Todoh-Ryuu Kobojutsu...
"KASANE ATE!"
Pant, pant. Roland slithers backwards, resuming a stance that imitates something useful. He's just sticking his fists into a maximum 'cool' location, and weaving on his feet back and forth. His hair swishes this way and that, managing to crack the knuckles on one hand by forming it into a fist as he gestures with the other. "Bring it. It won't be enough." .oO( Oh god, I'm going to die. ) His eyes widen at the surge of power, wincing and taking a step backwards. He doesn't want to, but he does anyway. He has less then zero chance to sense chi, but knows full well from the tense muscles and /dent in the ground/ the sort of raw physical power that the man opposite can make. Sweat slithers down his face, but his poker face... his poker face is unbroken. "My name is Roland Brown!!" he roars out, rushing forward before planting his hand upon the ground. "AND I WILL DEFEAT YOU!!" Blades suddenly sprout from the end of his boots, and he whirls around, sweeping out two kicks, each lashing for the man's chest; with a rather fair amount of force behind, with lacerating damage for good measure!
COMBATSYS: Marco Toughs Out Daniel's Kasane Ate!
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COMBATSYS: Marco blocks Roland's Ante Up.
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Sparing Daniel an uninterested glance, Marco watches as the young detective unleashes the ultimate Todoh-ryuu attack, the 'dreaded' Kasane Ate. "It disgusts me that Todoh would be foolish enough to teach such a lowly initiate such as you with his most sacred technique!" Marco sneers as he simply swipes an arm at the Kasane Ate and disperses it's energy as it does little else but leave faint red scratches on his arm. "You would do well to learn not to overextend yourself with advanced attacks. Leave those techniques to your senpai here. They are better used in the hands of experts," Marco advises, continuing his miscalculation of the duo's abilities with a motion towards Roland, even as he absorbs some of the ambient chi left by his dispersing of Daniel's attack.
"Close your eyes Daniel," Marco adds as Roland rushes toward him, "...you are not yet worthy of witnessing Kyokugen-ryuu's ultimate technique!" Rushing to meet Roland head on, Marco swings his arms toward the con man's kicks fending them off fairly easily as he presses his own attack forward lashing out with a blinding combination of punches, kicks, and elbows all aimed at seemingly random parts of Roland's body, though in actuality the combination attack has been meticulously planned, each strike lashing out at areas that should be left exposed by the previous attack. If Kyokugen's superior style shows true, the barrage will be finished off with a brutal rising uppercut aimed at Roland's chin with enough force to send the youngster flying.
COMBATSYS: Marco successfully hits Roland with Ryuuko Ranbu.
Glancing Blow
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*SNAP*
The Daniel Jack suddenly loses his frozen exterior, breaking into a frenzy, hot-headed howl. Oh, that DOES it. While Daniel DID have a problem with knowing when to use his attacks, this was simply too much for him. Daniel was CONSTANTLY being one-upped by Roland since they met, but now even his opponents were mocking him. That was just too much. The detective exploded out with a bright flash of orange aura. He was going to settle this the hard way. NOW.
Building up a running start, Daniel leapt through the air, hands out to catch the rising Marco. If he caught him, the detective would clutch on a dead-man's grip. With that, he would SMASH the Kyokugen to the ground. But it wouldn't end there. He would POUND his foot to pin him down, falling with him to make sure he didn't recover. And there, in that pin, he would be preparing to unleash a single, monstrous HAND CHOP upon the skull of the offending BUTT. Not just any hand chop.
THE Hand Chop.
"Yes, Daniel-kun!! Stop interfering in our fight! You have disgraced Todoh-ryuu sufficiently for one fight!!" He then snaps his attention back towards the other man, feeling that even if he gets creamed, Roland has just won. Won a big one over his rival, anyway. Catching himself in a crouch after overextending from the kick, his eyes widen. And he LUNGES backwards, escaping the first kick. What happens next truly is an act of desperation. He sweeps and lunges, feet dancing precariously beneath. The air churns with the fury of Marco's blows, but none hit him dead on. He is grazed time and time again, solidly enough to make him "Woof!" out in pain, but each time he is not sucked into the vortex of pain. The last uppercut hits only air; Roland backflipped away, a surge of green fire bolstering his speed and strength. Of course he lands awkwardly, stumbling and catching himself with a shake of the head. He doesn't look cocky and arrogant, his eyes are like saucers and his mouth is agape. Did... did he just survive the ultimate Kyokugen technique?! Todoh will be SO PLEASED. And that brings a grin, wiping his brow. "E... excellent form!! Were I such a base... base novice like Jewels over there, I would of been crushed!!" He's reeling, trying not to fall over. No, no!! Keep up the poker face!! "I'll let you see MY ultimate technique as well..." He spreads his arms, rippling with wisps of green fire before two long blades pop free. And then he rushes forward, face intent. And then spirals twice, lashing at the man's torso once, twice, before surging forward in a final double-lacerating blow attempting to cut into Marco's chest!!
COMBATSYS: Daniel successfully hits Marco with Jedburgh Justice.
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COMBATSYS: Marco fails to interrupt Three Card Monte from Roland with Kohou.
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COMBATSYS: Marco can no longer fight.
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By this point Marco has totally disregarded Daniel as nothing more than a pawn used to distract him. This may be part of the reason that this so-called 'pawn' manages to get the jump on the Kyokugen Bear. Caught out of the air, Marco is smashed to the ground, pounded and chopped with a chop so brutal that it causes the big burly Kyokugenite to cough blood all over his chest hair!
"L... luck, nothing more..." Rodriguez insists as he lurches to his feet just in time to watch Roland close in on him with an ultimate attack of his own. It's funny. Roland's attacks don't even really look anything at all like Todoh's... Roland must just be advanced enough to mold Todoh-ryuu Kobojutsu to his own liking, much like Robert has done with Kyokugen-ryuu Karate. Bending his knees to try and intercept Roland's attack with one of Marco's favorite techniques, the big bear is just too worn out from Daniel's 'lucky' shot and his legs wobble like jello instead of lifting him into the air. The first kick slices into Marco's chest, slicing open a thick gouge that pours blood down his muscular gut and sends him to his knees. The second spinning kick slices the Kyokugen Instructor across the cheek and twists his head uncomfortably.
The large man teeters on his knees for a few tense moments before uttering, "W...what power?!" then his eyes roll back in his head and he falls forward onto the ground with a thunderous thud that sends dust flying in all directions. It seems Todoh-ryuu has finally found its true disciple.
Daniel's powerful attack was not one he was used to using. Normally, instead of a hand chop, it was a bullet in the brainpan. What he did was what Kasumi and Todoh taught him, with a change up with his World's Greatest Hand Chop. His blow sprays blood all over Marco's chest, while Daniel... Daniel just rolls off, exhausted by his fight. Marco rises up to receive Roland, who then...
Takes the bear down.
Daniel Jack lays there for a moment, taking long, hard breathes. Finally, he pulls himself up. Glaring at his partner, he doesn't say a word. He just stands there, arms crossed. And finally, he nodded firmly. "Thanks for coming back for me, Woody." He looked over towards the woods. "So, where is the sign?"
Roland takes a few moments to look shocked. Holy shit. He actually managed to take down this person?! Now, Roland is an arrogant son of a bitch. Do not think otherwise. But he's also a thorough realist who is not remotely deluded. In a straight fight, he would become a bloody smear. And if this man now thinks him to be a true rival... "Uhhh..." Well, he'll deal with that when it happens. Suddenly he wishes he wasn't linked with that dojo. He'll just give Todoh the sign then run off to hide for a week or two, that's probably a good idea. "Well, I saved your ass. That sign's fucking heavy. Jewels, you'll finally be useful today in helping me lug it." He then attempts to give a jarring smack to the back. "And don't sass me. I'll kick your ass. Don't think I'm against kicking a man in the nuts when he's weak." He looks thoroughly devilish, before slipping around the dojo towards the woods.
MISSION: ACCOMPLISHED!
Log created on 21:53:54 12/15/2008 by Marco, and last modified on 06:37:08 12/16/2008.