Description: In lovely Okinawa, a fight between two fish that should have been thrown back. In one corner, the Iron Ball Giant, Chang Koehan, and in the other, "The Sickness" himself, Vyle. The fight is short, and certainly not sweet. Brutality involving plenty of head trauma and Chang showing that while his body isn't a temple, it's just as effective in flattening people as his Iron Ball is. (Winner: Vyle)
It's time yet again for another Neo League fight! This time, it's Chang Koehan, rising star, versus another NL face, Vyle. The huge man stands in a circle of people in Okinawa, having recently escaped the violence in Southtown. He sits in the center of the ring with his iron ball beside him, eating from a large bowl of beef fried rice.
COMBATSYS: Chang has started a fight here.
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Chang 0/-------/-------|
o/` WITH TWO TAPES IN THE DECK, SET TO DUB OVER, PRESS RECORD AND ABSORB THE SUBCULTURE o/`
With blaring music introducing him, his theme pumping loud from the PA system set up for the fight, the one known as Vyle leaps in over the crowd circling for the fight. An athletic move that might win him some fans...if he didn't immediately turn a 360 and flip everyone off with tongue stuck out. This, including the big man who is his apparent opponent. Yep...that's right. This is Vyle alright, and he lives up to his name ever so clearly.
Sneering, he looks over the much larger Chang, brushing his mohawk a little. "I see, see...you have to swing yer ball around when you fight, because apparently you wouldn't have any balls at all, huh?"
COMBATSYS: Vyle has joined the fight here.
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Vyle 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Chang
Chang stands up as Vyle enters, tossing aside his bowl of rice. It hits a little boy in the head, knocking him off his feet. "You got an attitude, you little twerp!" Chang says, grumbling as he squints at Vyle. He hefts his ball up. "I'm gonna give you an attitude adjustment!" He swings his ball around in a circle around him, spectators screaming for their lives as they duck under the huge ball.
COMBATSYS: Vyle dodges Chang's Revolving Iron Ball.
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Vyle 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Chang
With the ball swinging over Chang's head, Vyle slinks down into his usual strange wrestling stance, one arm held outward in a grapple ready position, the other hanging down low, almost between his legs. Smirking, he watches on warily. "This coming from someone who obviously needs a weight adjustment?
When the ball comes lower and full circle toward the wrestler, Vyle quickly drops down, looking a might bit panicked as he flattens out, face first on the ground. Already intimidated?
You might think so until he pops up, springing to his feet and smiling an ugly, green-tinted smile right in Chang's face. "SUrprise." Lips then purse before an ugly spray of green mist shoots out from his mouth, right toward the big man's eyes. There might be a little...burning sensation if Chang's not prepared...
COMBATSYS: Chang blocks Vyle's Venom Breath.
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Vyle 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Chang
Chang squeezes his eyes shut, wiping the goo off after it's sprayed up into his face. "You little runt!" he cries, feeling the burn. His eyes turning red from the residual venom, he swings his ball around behind him, before swinging it up and around, bringing it down diagonally on Vyle. "I'm gonna squash ya! I'm gonna break ya! I'm gonna make you into pieces!" he fumes.
COMBATSYS: Vyle counters Power Strike from Chang with Antidote.
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Vyle 0/-------/------=|===----\-------\0 Chang
"Mash him, kick him, stomp him, put him in a stew!" Vyle taunts, mimicking Chang's voice in an attempt to make his opponent sound like a stereotypical dumb brute. When the ball flings down and across toward the luchador, he springs forward again, letting the swing fly behind him with the rush of thickly cut air.
And where does he run? Well...apparently, he runs ONTO Chang, the swinging arm grasped onto by the wrestler's own arm, the rest of his body swinging up. "You didnt' really think that would work, did you?" he asks, before his legs wrap around's other arm, and weight shifts to bring the bigger man down onto the back of his head via that crucifix hold. "How about you lie down and think 'What would Lenny do?', hrm?"
Chang blinks as Vyle rushes up his body, and then grabs him in a hold. His head is slammed into the ground, and he rolls aside. His head smarting, he growls and stands back up. "You mean like Lenny and Carl?" he asks, confused. Putting that aside, he hefts his ball up again, and shouts, "I'm gonna bowl ya over!" He runs at Vyle with his ball before him, falling forward and rolling around his ball at Vyle.
COMBATSYS: Vyle blocks Chang's Hiki Nige.
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Vyle 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 Chang
Grunting as he pulls himself back up, Vyle blinks as he watches the big man roll over like a giant panda toward him. "Dumb is as dumb is, 'Homer'," he taunts after Chang misses his reference. Unable to get the hell out of the way, he braces with arms and legs, knocked back a bit by the rolling but at least avoiding being flattened out by the somersault.
"Look, Ling-Ling, how about I do you some mercy and knock you out so you can return to the other trained bears at the circus?" Waiting until Chang uncurls from the roll, Vyle shoots in flipping overhead and trying to grab Chang's head midflight to slam it back down to the ground upon landing. Not quite a neckbreaker, but close enough.
COMBATSYS: Vyle successfully hits Chang with Strong Throw.
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Vyle 0/-------/----===|=======\-------\1 Chang
Chang gets grabbed by Vyle as he takes to the air, letting out a howl as he's taken to the ground on his head. "Ow, my head! You're mean!" he says as he stands back up, a halo of blood around his bald skull. "I'm gonna teach you a lesson! Don't make me tell Choi!" He swings his ball along the ground at Vyle, attempting to take him off his feet.
COMBATSYS: Chang successfully hits Vyle with Medium Strike.
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Vyle 0/-------/=======|=======\=------\1 Chang
Now that evened the odds. When the ball flings out toward the wrestler's feet, Vyle tries to leap up...to no avail. Clipped at the legs, he flips end over head and lands nastily on his head and shoulders. "GKKKKKKKRR...." Enough damage that it finally shuts the rudo up for a while.
Of course, it doesn't mean he's out of the fight. WIth his legs in the air, he does his best to keep his senses and wrap his legs around the arm bearing the steel ball's chain. Enough leverage hopefully to turn CHang over into a good old cross armbreaker. And he DOES mean 'break', trying to put enough pressure to hyperextend the elbow of that meaty tree branch, at the very least.
COMBATSYS: Vyle successfully hits Chang with Improvised Throw.
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Vyle 1/-------/=======|=======\==-----\1 Chang
Chang gets grabbed by the arm, and grunts as Vyle exerts pressure on it. "Owww! My arm! You're gonna br-br-break my arm!" he wails, before pulling his arm away angrily. "You're a dumb dick, you know that?" he says, rather irate with the wrestler. He swings his ball up into the air, before bringing it down on Vyle's head vertically with a mighty smash. "Take this!"
COMBATSYS: Vyle counters Deadly Pressure from Chang with Relapse.
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Vyle 0/-------/-------|=====--\-------\0 Chang
Wrenching on the arm to at least make that limb sore (though not quite able to break it), Vyle is torn off the arm as Chang yanks the arm back with all that strength. Not enough of Vyle's own to keep latched on, but the damage is done. "Says the man with only one ball," he quickly comments back to the big hulking Tae Kwon Do-ist.
When the Iron Ball comes swinging down, there's a moment of tension, the ugly mug of the luchador hidden in the shadow of the giant solid sphere. Like he could be gone, replaced by a fine mist of red in less than a second's notice.
It's that half second where Vyle suddenly snaps around, his body turning back and the heel of his foot raised up to clock Chang right in his bearded chin. Not enough to send the giant flying like he could with other opponents....but perhaps enough for the Rudo to get room to back up, leap, and catch his foe in a mean, vicious turning DDT. He does like going for the head, doesn't he?
Chang's head snaps back as he's struck in the chin, beforer getting slammed into a DDT. His head throbbing, Chang stands back up, laughing. "Is /that/ it? You think you can stop me with a piddly little...Little...Little..." His eyes roll back into his head, and he falls forward. Right at Vyle.
COMBATSYS: Chang can no longer fight.
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Vyle 0/-------/-------|
[OOC] Rust says, "jinx!"
COMBATSYS: Chang knocks away Vyle with Hagan Geki!
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Vyle 0/-------/-======|
[OOC] Vyle says, "...."
[OOC] Vyle says, "DAMMIT, RUST."
[OOC] Rust says, "c'mon, that's a funny finish, Chang falling on top of someone."
[OOC] Chang snaps his fingers, not enough bang.
Clutch, baby, that's what Vyle is. He's a giant killer, a king lumberjack, chopping down dumb giants with a single slam! He...wait...wait, the oaf is still up? That's what Vyle's face says as he stands up, only to see Chang standing back up again. "...the hell, you too dumb to stay down?" he asks, a bit confusedly.
Enough that the single moment of hesitation is just enough to stall his escape for the big man to fall...and squash the luchador underneath. One can almost even see the paper-thin purple-and-green smear underneath, or perhaps a Vyle-shaped indentation on the street. The landing enough to shake the ground, he had to be flattened, right?
"Ghh...gkaaak...guhAHHHH....take....a shower....and a trip to the gym, you fat bastard, now get off meeEeEEhh!!" he grunts and groans, pulling himself and scraping himself out from underneath the fallen Chang. A few disappointed boos from fans who knew well enough to boo the heel, as well as those he just genuinely pisssed off. Crawling away, until he finds a light post to pull himself up on, he glowers at Chang's fallen body...and raises a fist. A bell rings. A disappointed announcer shouts "Here is your winner....Vyle." And all is right with the world as far as Vyle is concerned.
COMBATSYS: Vyle has ended the fight here.
Log created on 15:02:17 03/28/2009 by Vyle, and last modified on 12:20:55 04/01/2009.