Description: Brett Neuer faces across Todoh-ryu practitioner Benkei Bunya, in a match to end all matches!
[OOC] Binky says, "Running!"
Exhibition time!....that seems to be all Brett seems to have time for these days after all....
Sighing as he sat in the flat , depressed fighting stage in the middle of the arena, the young Mr. Neuer rubbed his neck, idly wishing he didn't have to buy a knew helmet. Again. Either way, he seems to be fighting someone totally unfamiliar today, not even told the name of his unknown opponent. As usual, that set him a little....nervous, initially.
Which may be why he has his eyes closed as he sat in the corner, idly tapping his stick against the granite tiling, trying to get his mind back in order. His usual pre-fight routine...and all the more important now, seems....
It's two minutes past the fight time, and Brett's opponent still hasn't shown up. Then, with a shrill cry, Benkei opens the door on the side of the arena and rushes into the center, apologizing profusely to the referee. The little guy looks over at Brett, blinking at seeing him in hockey gear. "What weird stuff you have, mister! Are you a ninja?"
COMBATSYS: Benkei has started a fight here.
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Benkei 0/-------/-------|
Well...that's one way to throw someone off right at the beginning. The shrill cry, the pounding feet running up to the arena stage, and the...odd, out there question all triple whammy Brett something serious. "Whh....ninja? I...." He looks down at himself, wondering how anyone would mistake him for a Ninja.
BUT....that doesn't matter right now. Shaking his head, he sighs, closing eyes once more, before he drives down the heel of his stick's blade into the floor, an audible crack ringing out. Eyes sharpen and sink in as he puts on his game face. No more talking...time to fight.
COMBATSYS: Brett has joined the fight here.
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Brett 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Benkei
[OOC] Brett says, "Roll for first action?"
[OOC] ROLL: Benkei rolls 1d10: 9
[OOC] ROLL: Brett rolls 1d10: 8
[OOC] Binky says, "Ha HA"
[OOC] Brett says, "Bleh. :P"
Benkei has never heard of hockey before, being from Japan, and also being a nerd, not a jock. "Well, what are ya, a samurai? Some sort of knight? Oh well. It's time to fight!" He bows, before his hands and wrists begin glowing with golden chi. "KASANE..." He swings his hands down, sending a pair of chi waves across the floor at Brett. "ATE!"
COMBATSYS: Brett blocks Benkei's Kasane Ate.
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Brett 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Benkei
Man, what is it with people and Chi? Why does everyone seem to use it more than he does?...ok, so Brett only recently started getting a handle on it enough to use it regularly himself, but still!!
In any case, when the Kasane Ate cuts forward along the floor toward the hockey star, eyes widen, before his arms cross, stick held fast as well to brace himself against the shot. Gritting his teeth as he's skidded back, he frowns, and eyes Benkei from afar, the smaller boy having created some distance. A small scowl forms as Brett starts to move again. He goes methodically this time, however, slowly circling and trying to get a bead on his new, unusual opponent.
COMBATSYS: Brett focuses on his next action.
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Brett 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Benkei
Benkei circles right back, side-stepping around his foe. After circling Brett for several more silent moments, he says, "So what's that stick for? Oh, oh, are you one of those guys that steers a gondola?" he asks, before he leaps into the air. "HIYAAA!" he cries, swinging out with a weak jump kick at Brett's head.
COMBATSYS: Brett fails to interrupt Light Kick from Benkei with Shark Crest.
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Brett 0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0 Benkei
[OOC] Brett says, "Bleh..."
Perhaps that wasn't the smartest thing to do on Brett's part. After all, his style seems to always be about moving forward...going in circles certainly isn't terribly like him, even when he has plans.
So when Benkei circles in return, and suddenly swings out a kick for Brett's head, the winger finds himself with a problem. Instincts drive him to swing his stick upward, trying to intercept the flying foe coming at him. But only a bit too late, as Benkei's kick snaps into his head before the upward slash can be thrown out, setting the poor Mr. Neuer back on his wheels in a stumble. "Guhhh..."
Benkei lands shakily from the jump kick, happy that Brett is too stunned to continue the counter offensive. "Wait, wait, no, you play American football! But then why do you have a stick?! You're cheating!" he accuses, before lashing out with a fist aimed at Brett's chest.
COMBATSYS: Brett blocks Benkei's Cannon Fist.
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Brett 0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0 Benkei
It's good that Brett isn't the one to take up time with odd questions like this. It'd only make it that much harder to react. When the nerdy boy comes out with a simple straight punch to the chest, a gloved arm comes up to stop it, a small grunt as he backs up and rolls a little backwards. Narrowing his eyes, Brett settles back into his usual stance...
And with a sharp, snapping flip over, he lashes out with a rather odd dropping heel strike toward the boy, hoping to hammer his wheels straight into him.
COMBATSYS: Benkei endures Brett's Falling Star EX.
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Brett 0/-------/--=====|======-\-------\0 Benkei
Benkei gets hit in the stomach, and staggers backwards a step. "YOW!" he cries. "That hurt! You're a mean guy, you know that?" he says, adjusting his glasses, before he lashes out with a powerful karate chop aimed at Brett's shoulder. "TODOOOOOH STRIKE!" he cries.
COMBATSYS: Benkei successfully hits Brett with Strong Punch.
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Brett 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\0 Benkei
Mean?...this is a fight! This is what's supposed to ha...nevermind, Brett's not arguing in any case. It's not the time or place after all.
He's not even sure how his flip forward managed to strike Benkei where it did. Either way, he settles back in on his wheels, getting his balance long enough to come in....and get struck right in the shoulder with a hard chop. It's not so bad, but it's still a stinging shot. Gritting his teeth, he eyes the nerdy kid before him...and winds up.
With a hard, cutting shot outward, he slashes out with his hockey stick, the blade glowing only a slight blue as it swings for Benkei.
COMBATSYS: Brett successfully hits Benkei with Red Sabre.
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Brett 1/-------/=======|=======\===----\1 Benkei
Benkei gets whacked with the stick, right in the face. His jaw slides to the side as spittle flies from his mouth, stumbling to the side. "That hurt! How is it fair to fight with a stick, anyways? Stupid lacrosse players!" Yeah, it's lacrosse, right? He pulls back with his fist, before pummeling it forward with a powerful lunge.
COMBATSYS: Benkei successfully hits Brett with Nimrod Hammer.
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Brett 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Benkei
Well, this doesn't seem to be working out so well for Brett. Sure, he seems to be doing much more damage, but he's taking a lot of serious hard shots himself. Even with the chi-charged stick slash cutting out for Benkei's face, it doesn't seem to do much as far as giving him the necessary ground to get through this totally unscathed.
Frowning, he settles back in...only to get smashed straight in the face by a straight on lunging strike. THe full body punch crashes right into his nose, sending the skater kid rolling back in a rather...painful way. "NNHHGHHHNNNNNNnn...." Clutching his nose as he slowly pulls himself back up from the ground, the stick wielder eyes out...and then shoots out and forward, trying to give Benkei a taste of the same kind of chi-charged slashing as before. Just...more, and more....and more....and more. Relentless, glowing blue stick cuts wing out, trying to end this in a quick and possibly ugly way.
COMBATSYS: Benkei dodges Brett's Massacre on Ice.
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Brett 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Benkei
Benkei pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose after his strike connects, smiling. "Yeah, darn tootin'!" Then, as Brett comes towards Benkei with murder on his mind, Benkei lets out a screech. He dodges through the flurry of slashes, stumbling around stupidly and barely managing to evade most of them. Still, he comes through it unscathed, and as Brett's fury relents, he's ready with a quick jab at Brett's face. "Take this!"
COMBATSYS: Brett interrupts Strong Punch from Benkei with Power Strike.
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Brett 0/-------/-----==|=====--\-------\0 Benkei
That...didn't work out as expected. Looks like Brett went a little too out there in his slashing and completely missed the bespectacled spectacle.
rShaking his head, he looks around, trying to track the nerdy younger kid when the shot toward his face comes again.
But this time, the hard-checking hockey brawler is ready. Shooting in, the punch grazing his cheek, Brett plows forward, his stick raised up for a powerful cross check as his feet push straight off into a full body charge. The strike almost may as well be a clothesline, from the way it strikes out to level the nerdy kid rigt at the collarbone.
Benkei gets whacked right in the collar bone, and drops to the ground in a heap. "Owww!" he cries, kicking at Brett's balls, before putting his hands up and shouting, "I surrender, I surrender!" He's definitely taking a stick beating this fight, and doesn't want anymore pain.
COMBATSYS: Benkei can no longer fight.
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Brett 0/-------/-----==|
COMBATSYS: Brett interrupts Heavy Kick from Benkei with Hurricane Check.
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Brett 0/-------/---====|
Perhaps that surrender was a little...too late. When the foot swings up to try and chunk Brett right in the junk, the hockey star is already well into action. Elbow swinging forth, he strikes right as the kick comes, body twisting so he gets hit in the thich instead of the balls. The hit makes him wince...but it's not enough to stop him.
A full turn after that flung out elbow, Brett charges with shoulder down, checking straight into Benkei full bore and trying to knock him down well and fully.
Benkei gets drilled into the ground, and bounces away, in a heap of tangled limbs. His glasses fly off, landing nearby. "Unnnh...Master Todoh, I think I fractured my spleen..." he says to no one in particular, writhing in agony on the ground.
[OOC] Binky says, "Shall we end?"
[OOC] Brett says, "Er, I can get in another pose if you want?"
[OOC] Binky says, "Sure."
Brett blinks as Beneki finally stops fighting back, as if that's the only clue for him to finally stop and settle out of his game state. Looking over toward the smaller, nerdy boy, the burlier teen rises up and rubs the back of his neck. "...Er....yikes. Um...sorry and....good fight?" he says, some waffling on his part as he looks around and tries to wave in some paramedics to help Beneki off the stage.
At least a win's a win, even if it's...kinda brutal, right?
COMBATSYS: Brett has ended the fight here.
Log created on 14:12:52 06/27/2009 by Benkei, and last modified on 15:49:58 06/27/2009.