Description: The ongoing chaos over Southtown has spread over to the prisons. Criminals, rapists, and other baddies have broke out of jail. It was up to the wandering HeavyD and the wanted Stray Dog to prevent them from escaping. Let's see the results.
Southtown Penitentiary: Home to some of the worst people society has to offer. For the greater good these criminals have been locked up to keep their potential victims safe from harm. The security is heavy, the perimeter secure, and the guards prepared for anything. Almost anything. For tonight the sky is lit by both spotlights and the orange glow of buildings ablaze. Normal riots have been contained before in this prison. But this is the first time they've had to deal with a large, heavily armed and well coordinated attack from the outside, and under a situation in which law enforcement was already heavily strained.
The primary sound filling the air is that of alarm sirens, but beneath that is the steady roar of wordless anger and undirected violence as the criminals housed in the prison are let free to do what they will. When no guards can be found to be victimized some of them even turn on each other. But the majority of them have one goal in mind: escape. Some of them try out various novel means of escape, but most are heading toward the most obvious exit, the front gates. And that's where a few of the remaining guards have managed to fall back to. But on their own there's no way they can deal with the mass of man heading this way... so it's a good thing they've got some help. Because now the doors of the main prison building burst open and a howling mob of vicious criminals spills forth.
Well...call it a trial by fire. Call it fate. Call it something (even a comeback, if you want). But...it seems that circumstances have thrown the man known as D! into one hell of a test. AFter the incident at the hospital and his decimation at the hands of Igniz, the boxer had lost no small amount of faith in himself and his ability to do what's right, in the face of overwhelming power and odds. The weight of the hospital's fate still on his shoulders, he had taken to wandering the scarred city, trying to do some serious, crash training and make sure that it'd never happen again.
Results were mixed...and now that wandering took him, still with too many doubts in his head, here. The alarms were obvious, even from the distance, and despite his lack of self confidence, it was only suitable that he rush in to see what the problem was and if he could help. The situation was much worse than he had imagined, hearing the chaos behind the gates...and those same gates starting to burst open under the torrent of thugs wanting out. ".....dammit," he mutters, running for the gates himself. Doubts be damned, no way Heavy D!'s going to let things fall to crap even further if he can help it.
The situation is quite intense, needless to say. With the rise of criminals making their way to break out of the Southtown Penitentiary, the situation looked quite bleak for the guards. Thankfully, a vigilant hawk saw the ongoings of the situation and sought to warn the Stray Dog about the situation.
It's a strange affinity that allows Jiro to easily be found. Even when he didn't want to.
Following the hawk to the site of the occurance, Jiro is already making good distance to the penitentary. His attire is simply the white sleeveless shirt with a hood shrouding his face as well as black jeans. He soon slows his pace of the running when he finds himself beside HeavyD. Why did he slow the pace?
He can see the rush of criminals seeking to break out. It is almost like a tidal wave of men coming forth to wash them away. He can see the horrors of the men that seek to bring things for the worst.
"...Well shit," Jiro grunts. An eye shifts towards D! "...So. Looks like we got our work cut out for us. Huh?" He idly brings a left palm up for his right fist to slam against it. "...Well..." He takes his left foot forward and he hunches slightly, bringing both hands up in a guarding position.
"...Time to beat them back."
Many of the people rushing forth are chaff. People who have no meaningful fighting capabilities, at least compared to those present; simple muggers, those who rely on weapons, guns, and an above average physique to get by. The surging horde attempt to collide with the pair, using raw mass and little more. But it's not going to work. The fighting might be hard and heavy, but the boxer and the animal lover will be able to slow, stop, and then push back the encroaching enemies. The last guards are removed, having only batons and a single shot taser -- they aren't equipped for this manner of rioting. Initially, HeavyD and Jiro should be quite happy. A strewn series of bodies, with the majority of the battered, beaten and desperate backing away, holding prison shanks and makeshift heavy bludgeons.
But some people in this prison are more. Some people in this prison have a spark of latent ability, an untapped gift, honed through such criminal pursuits. And they are the ones who will decide the ultimate outcome of this conflict.
Two tall men in prison uniforms step forward, the arms torn off and already splattered with blood. Both look to be nearly identical twins; only one has a blue mohawk, and the other a green one. They are large men, able to stand eye to eye with the imposing boxer. ...And each has a long length of chain in hand, stepping forward to eye the heroes with the complacent smirk of those who think they've already won.
"Well, AC..." mumbles one, scratching at one half of a Ying/Yang tattoo on the side of his face. The other repeats the gesture, having the other piece. "Well, DC..."
The manhandled sea of hopeful escapees back away to let them out, looking both wary and with a spark of hope.
"Looks like we'll get a challenge breaking out of here!! You sit back and watch... let's have some fun!"
The green haired man steps forward, cracking his neck in either direction before spitting in Jiro's direction. "I don't want to fight this one though. Fucking little sissy ass homo boy... looks like some kinda dog fucker." So he settles his attention on HeavyD instead!
Even among the mass of average criminals there are a few who aren't crazed with either bloodlust or a frenzied urge to escape. Some of them have prepared. They knew that the guards at the gates themselves would be more heavily armed than the ones in the interior. They've gathered together weapons, both makeshift and taken from the guards inside. And even as a prison in the front of the pack drops from a shot from a sniper in one of the guard towers another prisoner rears back and makes an impressive throw, sending a molotov cocktail sailing up and into the tower, turning the interior into a hellish inferno. And then a moment later another flaming bottle arcs out of the pack, sailing toward Jiro.
COMBATSYS: Goon has started a fight here on the right meter side.
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COMBATSYS: HeavyD has joined the fight here on the left meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Jiro has joined the fight here on the left meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Thug has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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Crowd control....well, it's been ages since D! really did have to fight through a large group of people like this, but thankfully most of them were pretty dead weight, falling quickly after a couple of well placed punches. He had enough time to look to his side, spotting Jiro and seeing his progress. "You doing alright over there kid?" he calls...
Until the mohawked twins step up, chains jangling threateningly. The boxer already knows that these two are a bit more serious threats than the others. "...." He eyes the green one that steps up to look eye to eye with the wedgehawked one. "...don't think I'm about to let you pass. I'm in a bad mood right now, and scum like you I wouldn't mind taking a whole lot of frustration out on. If you want to be a punching bag for me though, go ahead...." He challenges, a hard glower.
COMBATSYS: Goon successfully hits Jiro with Large Thrown Object.
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HeavyD 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Thug
That is adorable.
The criminal really thinks that he's people. The green haired man is glanced over with a sneer, "We'll see who's a little sissy, bitch." Jiro keeps his guard in position, until he turns around to see one of the molotov cocktails flung his way. He attempts to get out of the way, but the device makes a full contact against him, resulting in a devastating explosion of flames to spread through.
Slowly, Jiro emerges from the flames, looking a tad scathed, but annoyed. So, what does Jiro do? He is actually sprinting towards one of the criminals, particularly the one that threw the cocktail his way. He seeks to greet him with a quick uppercut from the incoming right arm.
"Well, well. I'm AC. Me and my brother DC started a gang. Didn't follow the rules... and the Syndicate thought it'd be better to make us rot in jail then just off us. We're gonna make him regret that..." The chain is sloughed off his shoulder, and he begins to slowly rotate it, whirling through the air in almost leisurely pumps. "I'll burn the city to the ground!!" He spreads his stance, looking to be somewhat skilled. ...For someone who's obviously leagues beneath. This is no threat, despite his large size. Although he seems too arrogant to notice. Rushing forward, one foot leads as he then swings hard, lashing out in a strike towards the boxer's face, trying to send him stumbling backwards with a well-placed strike!
COMBATSYS: Goon endures Jiro's Aggressive Strike.
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HeavyD 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Thug
The actual criminal who threw the molotov at Jiro is relatively safe, for now, having thrown it from behind the front lines of the forward pushing crowd. But that doesn't mean there's nobody for Jiro to hit. A rather cruel looking man with a scar on his cheek is sent flying back after Jiro's uppercut snaps his head back, and he hits the ground hard. If he wasn't already unconcious when he hit, he certainly is after the crowd coming up from behind tramples over him.
But meanwhile, criminals have been flowing past Jiro on both sides. Some of them keep running, but others see a potential victim. Enough of them that a whole horde of men in prison jump suits descend on Jiro, grabbing and punching and attempting to drag him down through sheer weight of numbers. A couple of them even bring out shivs, to throw a little stabbing into the mix. They're not particularly worried about /who/ they hit, though, as long as they're stabbing in Jiro's general direction. Grudges are made in prison, and riots can be a good time to settle them.
COMBATSYS: HeavyD endures Thug's Chain Swipe.
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HeavyD 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Thug
The chain strike flashes out right toward D!'s face...but rather than try to twist out of the way or block it, the boxer simply charges forward, the strike hitting him high in the forehead. Enough to do damage, but not enough to force the boxer back in his quick charge forward. It's gonna welt up bad later, but hopefully not before he's already brushed this sucker aside.
"I don't care about your names, save 'em for the warden once you're locked up again!" he shouts. He saw the signs of skill there...all the more reason to try and push in quick and finish it, as evidenced by the fast rush in and sharp, hard straight he aims right for 'AC's' chin.
COMBATSYS: Goon successfully hits Jiro with Goon Gang-Up.
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HeavyD 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Thug
With the uppercut launched against one of the thugs, Jiro cannot get conetent with just that individual now. He has a lot more to go, after all. In fact, the crowd of them are coming in to launch at Jiro himself. With the crowd buckling down on him, Jiro finds himself in a bad position when he's pinned.
Jiro is practically dog-piled on. His head is reeling from the punches, kicks, and the clothes are getting torn from the shivving that Jiro is receiving from the group.
However, Jiro has had enough.
This is demonstrated as the young man finally lowers his body position and he tightens both fists as the arms wind together. Bearing the blades hacking against his arms and partly against his face, Jiro finally launches both hands into the air with a defiance roar.
His chi erupts to envelop the goon squad as it seeks to tear them asunder. "RAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRGGGGHHHHH!!!"
The Ankoku flames crackle and dance about when the explosive burst spreads.
COMBATSYS: Thug blocks HeavyD's Straight Punch.
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HeavyD 0/-------/------=|===----\-------\0 Thug
The lunging assault is intercepted, bringing up a chain-wound forearm braced from behind. But still, he barely manages the defense, and the slam is deafening; skidded back a few inches, entire body spasming and coiled up, dull hiss of pain leaving his lips. "Sssssson of a bitch!" he grumbles, slipping back and shaking out the hit arm. Some of that cockiness is replaced by something wary, looking at HeavyD less like an imminently crushed piece of meat and more like someone who almost broke his arm when he successfully defended! While the horde of goods deals with Jiro, he moves forward once more and suddenly lashes out one arm, attempting to catch HeavyD in the crook of his elbow before sending the man hurtling away along the gateway path! "So you know how to throw a punch!! Won't save you two from being skinned and hanged from the walls!!"
COMBATSYS: Goon endures Jiro's Defiance.
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Jiro 1/-------/=======|=======\==-----\1 Goon
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HeavyD 0/-------/------=|===----\-------\0 Thug
Criminal go flying everywhere as Jiro explodes, some of them passing out immediately from the pain, others screaming in agony as they're lifted up and sent flying off by the flames. Bodies hit the floor, some of them having the presence of mind to try to stop, drop and roll, not realizing that the flames are chi. But there are more where those came from, and they don't seem to plan on giving Jiro a moment's rest. Just more and more people crashing into him.
Although, after that last display, more of them seem intent on just running past rather than trying to fight. One of them seems pretty intent on administering some pain, though. A lanky fellow with a shaved head and a ton of tattoos, wielding a crowbar that he managed to pick up somewhere. Shouting profanities he leaps at Jiro, wielding the crowbar one handed and whipping it around in a long arc toward Jiro's face.
COMBATSYS: Goon successfully hits Jiro with I've Got a Freaking Crowbar.
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Jiro 1/-----==/=======|-------\-------\0 Goon
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HeavyD 0/-------/------=|===----\-------\0 Thug
COMBATSYS: HeavyD interrupts Power Throw from Thug with Rolling Soul Driver.
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Jiro 1/-----==/=======|-------\-------\0 Goon
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HeavyD 0/-------/---====|=======\-------\1 Thug
Now, after getting one good hit in, a vicious scumbag isn't going to let it go with that. The sound of metal impacting with Jiro's skull is music to his ears. And several of his compatriots also see it as a good opportunity. Laughing wildly, the guy with the crowbar comes in again, this time aiming to bring the makeshift weapon down squarely on the top of Jiro's head. At the same time another criminal rushes in an attempt to take advantage of the opportunity and shank Jiro in the back.
Both of them wind up being successful, although the one with the crowbar notices too late that Jiro is intending on dishing out some pain of his own. At the same time as the crowbar connects with Jiro's skull the length of metal connects with the criminal's ribs, resulting in a searing pain running up his side and the crowbar dropping from his hands as he collapses to the ground, clutching one arm to his side. The criminal who shanked Jiro, meanwhile, rapidly starts trying to fade back into the crowd rather than stand and fight.
Looks like despite his advantage, D! was careless, and the boxer finds himself slammed with the body blows, and the finishing elbow, despite his attempt to weave back and away from the strikes. "Hnnnhh...." Mentally cursing, the big man grits his teeth. No way he's going to let himself fall like this, not here.
If he wants a combo, he'll get it. Trying to show up just who's the real boxer, D! pushes forward, driving jab after jab toward AC's face, before echoing the punk's blows, a quick shot to the body before finishing up with a short, pulled left hook.
Jiro had aimed to slam that pole into the crowbar user's head. Why? Jiro really wanted to splatter his head all over the place. Unfortunately, Jiro finds himself at the position to where he is attacked right from behind.
SHANK!
His eyes widen as his jaw gapes open. Caught off-guard by the attack, Jiro's head reels back and he grits his teeth as blood comes forth from the wound, staining his shirt. "Son of a..." Eghnk! He is caught in the head by the crowbar once more, sent sprawling forward and he growls. He staggers towards the criminal holding onto his hand from the impact. He reaches over to heft him up and he looks at the fleeing one.
Time to take a move from River City Ransom.
"Time to make use out of your delinquint ass." Jiro winds back and he chucks the lanky crowbar wielder at the fleeing shanker.
JAVELIN MAN!
COMBATSYS: HeavyD successfully hits Thug with Rapid Combo.
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HeavyD 0/-------/--=====|=======\====---\1 Thug
The massive blows are exchanged, and once more HeavyD is on the winning end. Although AC managed to stagger him rather well, he's sent sprawling once more, the final strike lifting him from the ground to land on his knees, doubling over and wheezing for breath. He's in bad shape, but he's not defeated yet... if nothing else, he's able to take a beating. That's gotten him rather far in life, after all. "Hrrraugh!!" Suddenly he lunges forward, pinwheeling his right arm. But slides low, and slams upwards, trying to drive it right between HeavyD's legs. And he's got a rather respectable amount of force behind it, trying to deliver a ... less then reputable blow to the boxer. Well, that's the differene when you fight outside the ring apparently...
COMBATSYS: Goon fails to interrupt Large Thrown Object from Jiro with Crude Rude Combo.
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COMBATSYS: Goon can no longer fight.
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Jiro 1/-======/=======|===----\-------\0 Thug
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The criminal with the cracked ribs is in no condition to deal with Jiro as he's hefted up at sent sailing at his erstwhile companion. At least he passes out after the searing pain of having his ribs broken even further by the impact as they're both sent crashing to the ground. More and more criminals continue to push out through the doors, meanwhile, but the stampedge isn't quite heavy enough to crush Jiro underneath it. And so the criminals end up flowing around him, making a break for the gates.
COMBATSYS: HeavyD just-defends Thug's Low Blow!
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Now, that was incredibly satisfying. With the criminals pushing out through the doors making their way through, Jiro stands back to grab a few more of some criminals, and then he immediately tosses some over to the other side.
And a few more reinforcements come in. It seemed that a pack of rottweilers, german shephards, and other variant of stray dogs have came towards the exit, growling and snarling at the criminals as to prevent their exit.
Some of them pounce out at the escaping thieves, aiming to rip and tear.
Meanwhile, Jiro is taking a deep breath to get some rest. God, he is really out of his game.
COMBATSYS: Jiro drops his guard to recover.
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Tch tch tch tch. Didn't AC's momma teach him how to fight fair? Well, apparently night, judging from the hard, slightly less than legal blow that he attempts to use on D!. And for all intents and puroses, it seems to work, the fist driving straight between the boxer's legs. And....
Nothing. Not a flinch, not a whimper, not even a twitch. All the thug gets is a glower and a raised eyebrow. "...is that all you have, punk?" he asks. Apparently...D! has balls of steel. "Let me show you the real deal." Stepping back, D! suddenly drives in, rushing in low, almost fast enough to disappear completely it seems as he drives a hook low toward the crouched thug, right under the arm...and a finishing overhead blow, straight to the crown.
COMBATSYS: Thug dodges HeavyD's Ducking Combination.
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Well, this fight surely proves the sheer power of HeavyD's genitals. But was that ever truly in question?! Desperation flashes within the face of AC, a man of weathered years and many fights who has never failed to make someone cry for mother after applying suitable force to one's genitals. With surprising speed for someone so large he hurls himself backwards, grazed atop the mowhawk and ducking down thereafter, a relatively clean miss. An inch off, and he'd of been staggered anyway. "That all you got...?!" Rearing back a chain clad fist, he then launches out a heavy blow, aiming to slam right into the boxer's solar plexus!
COMBATSYS: Thug successfully hits HeavyD with Fierce Punch.
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Well, that's no good. D! was supposed to be the superior boxer...but he seemed to make a stupid mistake in trying to actual avoid the thug's punches rather than block them and use his superior guard. As such, he ends up getting a hard, sharp shot to the solar plexus, one that actually sends the wedgehawked one reeling back. "UGhhnnnnhhnn..." Hard to take a shot to a vital point like that without flinching after all, even with balls of steel.
He's not about to let himself fall this way, however. No, not like this. Grunting, he digs in his heels, and pushes forward again, driving in once more to try and get the ground on the mohawked punk with a sharp rush, and a full on right hook straight toward the temple.
COMBATSYS: Thug endures HeavyD's Hook Punch!
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This is going bad. AC can't win... HeavyD surpasses him far too much, and all the blows he's managed have been weathered. He's nearing the end of his endurance and tenacity, but he thinks of something else. He thinks of winning the fight. Jiro threw aside the initial horde of gumbies, but now has dropped his guard, trying to take advantage of the confusion. But AC sees him. He sees him good. Erupting from his crouch, he beelines straight towards the vulnerable man, despite the heavy slam striking his temple and sending him into nearly a swandive forward. "C,C'MERE YOU QUEER LOVER...!!" he roars, attempting to catch Jiro into a headlock. Before leaping into the air, and carrying him along... to /slam/ into the ground with hopefully enough force to pop off his head and do the world a big favor because he is a horrible human being!!
COMBATSYS: Jiro blocks Thug's Headlock Takedown.
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Breathe in. Breathe out.
Jiro had taken the chance to put his attention towards none other than getting his bearing. After all, with the fight getting as intensed as it is, Jiro opt to get his mindset going for the next batch, should someone try to come his way.
Let it be known that the large man is making his way towards Jiro. His eyes widen in shock and he grits his teeth. He is caught in the headlock. He can feel the air slowly escape him. Eghn! His eyes narrow. When the man attempts to catch Jiro off of the ground to carry him along, Jiro immediately shoves the man off and twists his head out of the hold.
No, Jiro is not going to let the man go. Why?
Jiro is reaching for both legs with the chi erupting. And then, Jiro is attempting to force his entire weight own to drop the large thug into a power bomb with the exploding flames.
"BITCH! Welcome to Oz!"
COMBATSYS: Thug fails to interrupt Helldrive from Jiro with Fierce Kick.
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COMBATSYS: Thug can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Heavy D! drops his guard to recover.
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Well....despite some serious tactical and mental mistakes, D! manages to bear back the mohawked punk. At least...with a parting shot. That shot to the temple should be good enough to ring bells anyways. Frowning, the boxer looks around, dropping back to catch his breath a little. While that hardnosed punk was one of the bigger threats here, there's still more and more prisoners trying to charge their way out of those broken gates. "Nhh...damn..." And he spent way too much time on AC to get the minor threats out of the way, too...
That wasn't expected. Jiro was supposed to break, break in half like a little girl. He keeps his hold on the younger man just as much as the favor is returned, a carnal embrace of pain. Slamming one hand into the ground, he twists and suddenly snaps up a foot, trying to drive the heel into Jiro's face. But he misses by a mile, and the wasted effort ends in his face colliding with the ground in a wash of chi. For a moment he twitches, then his battered body slumps unconscious upon the ground, mohawk utterly annihilated.
DC rubs his nose, looking thoroughly murderous. His own chain is taken by either end and snapped together, as he turns back to the rabbling crowd and snarls out his orders. "KNOCK IT OFF. EVERYONE WHO WANTS OUT OF THOSE DANK LITTLE CELLS, LINE UP. WE ARE BREAKING THROUGH!!" Seconds are offered... well, for HeavyD anyway. Jiro wasted his opportunity. For the final attack is now at hand...
COMBATSYS: HeavyD takes no action.
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COMBATSYS: Thug has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Goon has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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"Oh yeeeeeeeeeeeeah, son!" One of prisoners shout out as they scramble into what passes for formation in this chaotic jail break. One of the braver guards who had originally managed escape unscathed attempted to pick off inmates one at a time.
He managed to choke out one but unfortunately that drew the attention of the rest of the inmates who proceeded to stomp the living daylights out of the guard.
After they had finished applying foot to everywhere, there's a shout. "OOOOOOOOOH WEE! Look at what I found!"
And one of the inmates steps forward pointing a gun at Heavy D! With mad cackling, he just unloads into the boxer.
COMBATSYS: HeavyD endures Goon's OH DEAR LORD A GAT.
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While the crowd was getting unruly, D! had his focus set on the main punk that seemed to be instigating things. He had taken care of his buddy and possible brother....but DC was still up, and the boxer had a feeling things wouldn't calm down unless he took care of him as well. Frowning, he turned toward the showing thug, eyes narrowed...and a silent approach toward the chain wielder. Despite the sound of gunfire whizzing toward him, he poured forth, even as bullets grazed and peppered off his muscles. A bare wince is all the reaction that it gets as he tries to drive in and simply level out the blue-mohawked man with a rhythm assault of body blows, and a vicious finishing straight.
Battle lust is getting to him.
However, Jiro does not care. There are many criminals to try to blow through and keep them from escaping the penitentary. That is why Jiro is gathering the entirety of his rage in this fist. His right fist brings down to his side. With the fury presenting itself, it becomes an inferno as Jiro engulfs himself in the scarlet blaze.
Now? Jiro is immediately sprinting towards the group of criminals, bringing the right hand back. With the flames marked along the path, Jiro finally launches his right fist upward with an uppercut to scoop as many of the men that he can before he slams his left fist forward to release a powerful explosion to take out a radius worth of men.
COMBATSYS: Thug blocks HeavyD's Dancing Beat.
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Jiro 0/-------/=======|-------\-------\0 Goon
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HeavyD 1/------=/=======|==-----\-------\0 Thug
There's gonna be blood spilled for AC. You mark that red eye in the punk with the blue mohawk down, D!, this revenge thing is as easy as 1-2-3, A-B-C. Any sort of fear this thug of a man may have does not show against a boxer whom is capable of shrugging off bullets like it's nothing.
He himself does not hold up nearly as well against his fists, crossing his arms as the rhythmic assault of body blows soften up his defense with nearly bone-crunching force. The taste of freedom just at the tip of his tongue is what keeps this man from crumbling over from the initial assault, guarding that final straight as he snaps his arms out and lets the outstretched chain catch that last fist.
"YOU AREN'T GONNA STOP US ALL WITH WEAK SHIT LIKE THAT!" That shit wasn't weak. That's the adrenaline talking, arms trembling with the dulling feeling that comes after weathering an intense combination so that softer, squishier parts of yourself don't have to, trying to wrap the chain up and around D!'s neck and then, of course, cross his arms to ring the chain around the boxer's neck and choke him into submission.
"When I'm done with you I'm gonna make me a necklace outta yer teeth!!"
COMBATSYS: Goon blocks Jiro's Scarlet Slaughter.
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Jiro 0/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 Goon
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HeavyD 1/------=/=======|==-----\-------\0 Thug
Upon seeing the bullets bouncing off of the boxer there's a bit of a swear as he tosses aside the gun. Not gonna be of much help there. Instead he finds himself getting slammed by flaming uppercut from Jiro. There's not much hope for him especially since he flips into the air and lands on his head snapping his spine in the process.
For the other prisoners, they were a bit more cognizant of what going on as far as Jiro and though some get caught in the explosion. It was less than what could've been. The ones almost caught by the close call decide they can't let this stand and so they bum rush Jiro. Dog piling on top of him before throwing a couple of punches while he's under the group.
COMBATSYS: HeavyD blocks Thug's Chain Strangle.
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Jiro 0/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 Goon
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HeavyD 1/-----==/=======|==-----\-------\0 Thug
Hrmph. The punk is just as solid as his brother, D! will give DC that. The Dancing Beat barrage is absorbed pretty well, and that simply frustrates D!. And with the punk's cry of vengance and defiance, it's enough to make D! pull back and rethink his battle plan enough. The attempted chain wrap is quickly stifled, an arm brought up to catch the chain before it totally wraps around his neck. While hit does squeeze on his wrists pretty nastly, it's better than around his throat.
And it frees D! up to do plenty of other useful things. Like turn about to drive in several rapid body shots in close quarters to force the punk back and get that chain loosed off his arm. Something like that.
COMBATSYS: Jiro counters Combo Grapple from Goon with Helldrive.
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Jiro 1/-------/=======|=======\===----\1 Goon
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HeavyD 1/-----==/=======|==-----\-------\0 Thug
The smoke of destruction from the chi slowly dissipates, leaving for Jiro to be embroiled in his battle lust. Jiro shifts his head over to see the group of men coming at him. Both eyes widen, but he grits his teeth and rush towards the incoming crowd.
When the first one shows up, Jiro aims to grab one of them by the throat, before tossing him up and grabbing him by the legs for a powerbomb. But it is not just a powerbomb, it is an exploding powerbomb as the scarlet blaze erupts from the impact.
When the next one shows up, Jiro launches a right foot towards the stomach for the set-up and he stacks the next powerbomb on the next criminal.
With each criminal approaching Jiro, the young man is actually stacking them on top of each other with each exploding powerbombs.
COMBATSYS: Thug endures HeavyD's Rapid Combo.
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Jiro 1/-------/=======|=======\===----\1 Goon
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HeavyD 1/-----==/=======|=====--\-------\0 Thug
And squeeze on wrists DC will gladly do. D! is a boxer. Cutting the circulation from his fists would make his blows a whole lot softer, after all. DC may not be the shining paragon of talent and achievement D! and Jiro may be, but he commands respect - for a given measure of it among the unruly mob of prisoners - for a good reason.
The problem is that D! is a bigger, stronger man and DC struggles to keep hold of him as the Heavy D! turns on some of that Solid O and, in a reversal of fortune, lands quite a few solid shots on his gut. Bone-crunching solid. There's matching black to the blue of DC's mohawk wherever those punches land.
But DC does not relent. His teeth emit hiss, driven to further heights by the fall of his brother / friend / palette swap / BFF AC. "Better 'n that," he utters under his breath from lack of air for proper berating and shouting.
He lashes out with his foot to try and get D! in the gut, but that ain't all! Don't act now, and he's throwing in a chain-powered toss with what grip he has left on D!'s wrist to the nearby wall for absolutely free (while supplies last, wait 4-6 weeks for ownage).
As one inmate gets stacked upon the next. Exploding powerbomb after exploding powerbomb causing screams of pain, anguish and bloody murder to erupt from the poor victims of the brawler's attack.
Eventually they groan as they roll off of each other and their agony ends through sweet unconsciousness. But they will be feeling that in the morning.
One of the smarter of the inmates(which isn't saying much) decides that direct isn't quite the route that they want to go in. And so while few more draw Jiro's attention from the front this one particular inmate sneaks up behind and just tries to cold cock the hell out of the ex-Interpol Agent. "HEEEEEEEEERE'S JOHNNY!!!!"
COMBATSYS: HeavyD interrupts One-Two Combo from Thug with D. Shadow.
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Jiro 1/-------/=======|===----\-------\0 Goon
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HeavyD 0/-------/-----==|=======\=======\1 Thug
You want Better than that? You really want better than that? Are you really asking for it?
D! can do better.
When DC tries to boot the big Metro Native in the gut, D! steps right into it. Normally, this would be a bad thing...except, you know, for the notable shadow of chi across his fists. Grunting as the boot buries itself in his gut, D! guts it out, and simply wings out several short hooks, fists seemingly growing bigger as more and more chi is put into them. The punches grow wider, sharper, until D! finishes it off with a double set of lunging punches, one straight to the gut, before his body twists and he buries the final right straight into DC's chest. "HRRRAAAAHHH!!!"
COMBATSYS: Goon successfully hits Jiro with Wicked Powerful HAYMAKER EX.
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Jiro 1/---====/=======|===----\-------\0 Goon
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HeavyD 0/-------/-----==|=======\=======\1 Thug
The domination of the one front was satisfying. However, Jiro decides to move on to the next group that come his way. Why? Well, Jiro has his attention drawn right onto them. This is likely a mistake on Jiro's end. When the group draw his attention from the front....
A criminal comes frombehind with a surprise attack.
'HEEEEERE'S JOHNNY!!!'
The head turns over with a bewildered look, "Wait, wh---..."Any further thoughts are interrupted as the fist smashes against his cheek, sending him sprawling across the floor. When he lands roughly against the ground, he grits his teeth and he coughs up a bit of blood.
He stands up for one moment. "....Fuck this."
The body is engulfed with sparks and fireflies flutter around. The young man shuts his eyes and he lifts his hand up.
"Fuuuuckkk... you...."
Jiro kneels towards the ground, slapping his hand to the ground.
A dome of scarlet energy grows and expands. Reaching thirty feet across the entire field, the expanding chi seeks to tear everything in its path asunder.
"ALL!"
COMBATSYS: Goon endures Jiro's Indignation.
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Jiro 0/-------/----===|=======\=======\1 Goon
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HeavyD 0/-------/-----==|=======\=======\1 Thug
D! brings it. Sucks there isn't a big TV camera down here, because if this were some Neo League battle, there'd be a whole lot of talk over just how much A game there was in that combination. A real A+ game.
DC lowers his guard in the name of Thug Justice. What does Judge Luck rule in favor of? The D!fendant. The sea of shadowy fists and the mounting injuries against the writhing DC are indistinct in nature other than who is clearly having the upper hand over the other. It's when D! goes into the end of the deadly combination that one gets a better look at how DC's holding up. He isn't. Knelt down and panting for breath with a couple shattered ribs, enough bruises to make people think it's a grisly full boddy tattoo job, and blood coming down his nose like a tiny little stream, he looks ready to go down.
That's before the straight punch gets him at about collar level (the kneeling throws D!'s targeted area off a bit), forcing him up against the wall where he tries to keep on his feet. C'mon, this close, this close...! The last punch hits his chest so hard that the other side of the wall is blown out from carrying the leftover momentum. It's far too small a hole for anybody to stick anything other than a hand through. It's just a testament to D!'s strength.
DC coughs up blood as he slumps to a sitting position, head bowed and mohawk frayed. "Son of a... geh. For a pansy boy scout bitch. You're pretty good. You're pretty good." That's friggin' Heavy D!, why wouldn't he be? He reasserts his grip on his chain with his left hand. His movements are very slow, very deliberate, eyes not on D!'s.
This is moments before he suddenly lashes out with the chain with a loud, angry scream, snapping it out towards the most disrespectful place you can hit a boxer, or much of anyone else - below the belt.
The goon squad was too bunched together to get away and there was no sacrificing anybody to protect the masses. Everyone was getting caught up in the hellish dome, no ifs ands or buts. So they charge through. The front most of them get roasted like peanuts however, some charred inmates still manage to charge through.
Scorched hands reach for Jiro's legs attempting to pull them from under him so he lands his back. More scorched hands reach for his arms to bind him in place as each of the remaining inmates try to kick him in his cajones, one after the other. Until each one has had a turn the ones holding him wrench the limbs violently before the inmates give up the ghost falling unconscious from the severe impact.
COMBATSYS: Goon can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: HeavyD blocks Thug's Low Blow.
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Jiro 0/-------/----===|=====--\-------\0 Thug
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Again with the low blows? Geez. Bad enough the first one tried it. Well...DC succeeds where AC failed.
Kinda. The chain is a little more solid than a fist to the nuts. As such, D! at the very least ends up wincing from it. Of course...it could have been worse if he hadn't grabbed the chain midswing up between his legs. "No...." Is all the boxer says to that.
And to the still drooped DC? A push in to drive a vicious, simple right hook into his jaw and lay him out for good. No fancy stuff here, just a textbook punch to finish the deal.
COMBATSYS: Jiro fails to counter Goon Gang-Up from Goon with Excessive Force.
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Jiro 0/-------/-======|=====--\-------\0 Thug
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COMBATSYS: Jiro can no longer fight.
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HeavyD 0/-------/-----==|=====--\-------\0 Thug
Everyone were caught up in the landfield explosion. Let it be known that Jiro had no troubles with the thought of blowing up everyone into smithereens. However, when the group reach out to grab his legs, the eyes widen and he struggles against the hold. First, the legs, as Jiro tries to kick them off. And then, the arms...
And then Jiro is just getting kicked to the crotch. "EGHK!" The eyes widen and his face contort from the impact. One after another. Jiro is really wanting to collapse. After the final kick and the inmates give up the ghost, Jiro collapses onto his knees.
"...Fucking... hell..."
COMBATSYS: Thug fails to interrupt Hook Punch from HeavyD with Roundhouse Kick.
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HeavyD 0/-------/----===|=======\-------\1 Thug
COMBATSYS: Thug can no longer fight.
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AC and DC are bros for life. They share a lot of the same opinions, such as where Heavy D! can cram it.
DC was kind of expecting D! to be on the ball to catch it. He uses the opportunity to pull himself up while D! has the chain caught, shakily as it may be. It's become far less noisy in these halls than a couple seconds ago, and the thug damn well knows it's all gone south. It's all or nothing. All or nothing, indeed.
The boxer moves in for the finishing blow, a killer right hook to the jaw. DC goes for one last blow while he's still up on his feet, raising his leg and going for the high swing to try and clock Heavy D! right in his boy scout mouth. He's not going down without no fight, not when they've come this close to getting outside again.
D!'s fist meets DC's ankle. It is absolutely no contest, bone shattering under the power of the right hook. It repels the kick, turning it the other way as DC twists his ankle from trying to hold steady against it.
He falls onto his side in slow motion with a rather boyish whimper, one ankle sprained and the other shattered to pieces under the mighty fist. Yelping, crying, and otherwise hissing, this part of the prison seems to go deathly still for several moments as DC struggles with two significant injuries that are going to leave him on the bad end of things for months to come.
He's not that well liked by the rest. Respected, sure. Friends? Hell no. "All right! All right. Ya got me. Aaaaaaauuugh!" Tears start to stream out his left eye. So much pain!
Now all Heavy D! has to do is pull Jiro out of the Goon crowd and hope none of them had the ninja.
And that does it. Despite the attempt to counter back at D!'s finishing hook, the punch ends up shattering the intercepting leg instead, and leaving DC in a mess alongside AC. With the leaders gone, and...apparenty most of the throng crushed by the Stray Dog, it shouldn't be much to clean up the rest of the rabble. A few sharp shots here and there to bear back the stragglers, before D! moves over to where he last saw Jiro.
"...the hell?" he manages to get out, seeing the hand sticking out from the pile of scorched inmages. What happened here? Shaking his head, he tries to roll aside the KOed thugs and goons, hoping to dig the kid out after all that mess...
It takes a moment for Jiro to emerge from the piles of bodies that he laid out. Hissing angrily, Jiro aims to swing his arms out to knock the remaining thugs off of him.
"Well.." The young man notes, looking at all of the bodies that hit the floor. "That takes care of that." He grunts, then he looks towards the group before trudging his burned self away. He looks at HeavyD, "Thanks for the help... I think the police should be able to handle it from here." He grits his teeth, placing a hand towards the crotch. ...Ow.
He turns around to kick the unconscious bodies, then he slips the hood over his head.
Heavy D! manages to finally help get the pile shifted enough to let Jiro pull himeslf out. As the crowd thins out, the worst of the breakout seemingly stemmed at the gates, the boxer sighs and nods, looking to the Stray Dog, who looks a bit worse for the wear after it all. "No problem," he says, a little distractedly as he turns back to the strewned, groaning bodies of the unconscious thugs they had to fight off, then his own fists. Clenching them a little, he nods a bit to himself before he looks back to JIro. "You gonna be ok over there yourself?"
Alright...?
"...I'll live. Thanks." The young man slowly trudges himself out of the pile, walking past HeavyD while slipping the hood over his head. "..Unfortunately, I better make myself scarce." He inwardly grimaces. "...I am kind of have to remain out of the public sight, still." With the head veiled by the hood, the man turns to nod with a grin. "...Hope to fight with ya again." The young fighter starts to walk towards the exit.
He need to get out of sight. Otherwise, the police would be trying to put HIM in jail.
That leaves the boxer blinking a little. He's not sure he understands what Jiro's problem is...but it seems to be something that's not terribly his business anyways. At the very least, it doesn't seem like the Stray Dog wants to involve other people in it either.
As his impromptu partner raises his hood and starts off, D! simply returns a nod back. "Another time, kid," he says, watching him leave before looking back at the mess of prisoners left over. So how the hell are they going to get them all locked back up like this....
Log created on 21:25:29 04/05/2009 by Jiro, and last modified on 15:39:07 04/17/2009.