Description: For this SNF Main Event Hayato and Mister Big duke it out in the famous White Arena at Masters Stadium. No tricks, no fancy rules, just too tough men attempting to knock each other senseless. And they both do a rather good job of it, resulting in a close fight as they attempt to determine which is better.... two sticks, or one? (Winner: Mr. Big)
"It's that time, fight fans! Time for the Main Event!"
"Going out LIVE across the world, it's SATURDAY NIGHT FIGHT! Tonight we've got a REAL treat for you! The Chrome Dome Don versus the Guy With The Stick! It's not everyday we get such a CLASH of styles, but we're not leaving here tonight until SOMEONE'S IN A STRETCHER!"
The last words echo throughout the stadium, as the cheers of the fans escalate. Stepping up onto the wooden arena floor, Mister Big smooths that long coat of his out, before reaching into his pockets to pull out his signature escrima fighting sticks! Giving the girls that accompany him a pat on the bottom to send them on their way, he brandishes the weapons in front of him.
"Oooh, I hope you're happy, but I've got a date, so let's make this fast," the former Sultan of Southtown calls out, whether his opponent be near or far. Impatient, he lashes at the air in front of him, gesturing for the fight to begin.
A date? The bald guy has a date? Man, that's just not fair! But while Hayato may not have the company of any ladies to look forward to on this particular evening, he still has a grin on his face as he takes his place on the arena floor. The teacher taps his shinai against his shoulder a few times, then lowers his arm to bring it into a position more appropriate for fighting.
Hayato cracks his neck a few times, then gestures at Mr. Big with his free hand. "Hey now, it's not going to be any fun if we rush." The teacher has heard bad things about Big, but he doesn't really have a /personal/ beef with the man, so he's willing to be polite. Or at least as polite as he usually is. "Besides, you'll be able to tell her all about the fight afterwards. I mean, it'd be more impressive to tell her about how you /won/ the fight, but I'm sure you'll be able to make it sound good anyway."
COMBATSYS: Mr.Big has started a fight here.
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Mr.Big 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Hayato has joined the fight here.
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Mr.Big 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Hayato
"Ooooooh?" Mister Big draws the sound out as his brows lift over the rim of those sunglasses he wears, even at night. "It seems I've drawn a wise-guy," he comments to the crowd, a vain attempt to get them on his side; they're really not. Blinking at the chorus of jeers and boos he receives, he grinds his teeth together, again slashing the air with his sticks.
"I guess we'll see if you can match the talk with any bite," the former Sultan returns his attention to Hayato, abandoning the crowd. With both fighters in the ring though, it's about time to start. The announcer is sure to let them both know.
"ONE AND ONLY ROUND! READY? FIGHT!"
About the time 'ready' rings out, Mister Big is already running forward; he's cheating?! Or just moving before the fight begins, like some games let you do! The sticks spin in his hands as he rushes forward, loafers sliding across the wooden boards as he swings for Hayato's chin, a fast uppercut performed to rock some teeth!
COMBATSYS: Mr.Big successfully hits Hayato with Medium Strike.
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Mr.Big 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Hayato
Hayato's head snaps back as the stick smacks him in the jaw with a loud crack of solid wood on bone. The phys ed teacher staggers for a moment, shaking his head to clear it. "Hmm, not bad, but can you keep it up?" His right arm swings back as Hayato charges in toward Mr. Big, twisting his body to lead more with his left side.
But he doesn't actually go immediately for the telegraphed swing. Instead he tries to actually ram into Big, at the same time using his left hand to grab a hold of the gangster's coat. Then he uses this hold to drag Big back after the initial impact, timing it to coincide with his right fist flying in toward the center of Big's face.
COMBATSYS: Mr.Big blocks Hayato's Power Punch.
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Mr.Big 0/-------/------=|===----\-------\0 Hayato
There's a grin of satisfaction on Mister Big's face at the clean contact. The retort he has on the tip of his tongue is forced to wait, as he fends off the intended attack. His coat is snared, the tumble from the ram halted by Hayato's large hand. But as that fist comes hurtling for his face, it's met by the Biggest Left Forearm of Them All, a swift defense countering the strike.
"Can I keep it up?" he echoes the question, his other hand cutting down to remove the teacher's grip on his clothes. "I'm Mister Big! I can keep it up all night long!"
Those sticks fall out of his hands, dangling at the wrist thanks to the thin leather straps at each base. With freedom for his fingers, the Don reaches out for Hayato's jacket, aiming to rather crudely send the man flying into the air for an unceremonious tumble, and a painful one at that!
COMBATSYS: Hayato fails to interrupt Million Dollar Buster from Mr.Big with Devastation Kick.
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Mr.Big 0/-------/-----==|===----\-------\0 Hayato
When his hand is knocked away from his grip on Big's clothing, Hayato quickly slides back a short distance, shifting his weight to rest more on his left foot. He's expecting a charge from Mister Big, and he isn't disappointed there. He starts to lean back, bringing his right leg up swiftly... only to suddenly lose his leverage as Big manages to get a grip on him before the teacher can violently object. "Oh, damn-"
And then the Burning Phys Ed Teacher comes the rest of the way off the ground, being sent sailing away only to hit the arena floor with one leg still extended at an awkward angle. He rolls painfully for a short distance before landing in a heap; a position from which he quickly begins trying to extricate himself.
Turning his back to the teacher as soon as he feels Hayato going airborne, Mister Big poses for the cameras. "Ha ha haa, this is how it's done," he spreads his arms out as the crowd takes its pictures. Showmanship for the big stage! It's a dying art in his mind.
All in all, he seems to be giving his opponent time to get back up. Glancing over his shoulder at Hayato, he peers over the rims of his sunglasses. "Come on, I'll even give you a free shot, why don't you show me what you can do?" he taunts, digging the verbal heels in.
COMBATSYS: Mr.Big takes no action.
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Mr.Big 0/-------/-----==|===----\-------\0 Hayato
Hayato finishes climbing back to his feet, then slowly cracks his knuckles as Big demonstrates his grasp of showmanship. The teacher still has a grin on his face though, even if it's looking a little bit more feral now. "Well, don't mind if I do. I think I'm just about warmed up now, so we can get serious about this." Hayato takes a few brisk steps toward Mister Big, then breaks into a full on run.
As he draws close enough the shinai goes up, before coming down in an angled blow aimed right at the spot where Big's neck meets his collarbone. And then Hayato follows through on the blow, dragging the weapon down far enough to get the room he needs to bring it slicing back up toward Big's chin.
COMBATSYS: Hayato successfully hits Mr.Big with Fierce Strike.
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Mr.Big 0/-------/---====|====---\-------\0 Hayato
Inciting his opponent, perhaps just a little. Mister Big is pleased, but that changes fairly rapidly. He stands by his word; as Hayato comes running in, he simply stands there, in fact stepping forward -- fully intent on both embracing the blow, and then utilizing close proximity to retaliate swiftly! Naturally though, it doesn't go as planned.
The shinai slams down on his neck, and before he knows what's happening, he's receiving one hell of a teeth rattler, knocked right off his feet and into the air. He lands on his toes, only to promptly fall backwards onto his ass down near the edge of the arena. "Fuck," he curses, a hand rising to correct his now uneven sunglasses and also to brush the blood away from his mouth and nose.
"Ha haa, that's more like it," Mister Big boldly lies as he rises to one knee -- and then springs forward, up into the air, aiming to deliver a devastating kick with his soft, supple loafer to the side of Hayato's head! For a man his size, he can be fast. Whether he has his wits together yet, well...
COMBATSYS: Hayato dodges Mr.Big's Strong Kick.
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Mr.Big 0/-------/---====|====---\-------\0 Hayato
With Big's foot scything in toward the side of his head, Hayato takes a chance and evades the blow by suddenly lunging forward, moving past Big as he's flying in. Once far enough forward, the worst that can happen is Big's leg bumping up against the side of head. But it wasn't just getting out of the way that was on Hayato's mind, oh no. If it sets him up for a good chance to take a swing at his opponent the teacher doesn't mind getting a few smacks in the head.
And so as he moves past Mister Big, Hayato reaches out with his left arm in an attempt to get a grip across Big's torso. Then it's just a matter of Hayato lunging forward and down in an attempt to first overcome his opponent's momentum, and then immediately afterwards slam him down on his back on the ground.
COMBATSYS: Mr.Big blocks Hayato's Medium Throw.
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Mr.Big 0/-------/--=====|====---\-------\0 Hayato
With such fleet footwork, there isn't much Mister Big can do but brace for impact. That arm comes about his middle, and he's abruptly going in the other direction. But curling just slightly, he cushions his fall, bouncing and rolling across the arena to come up into a three-point stance, which rapidly just becomes him standing.
"Ahh, you're about as quick as I am, this is a good matchup," the former Sultan actually compliments Hayato, before turning it another way. "But guess who'll be the one with a woman tonight, hmmmmm?" He's not above a low blow, even if he might be entirely off the mark.
Striking his sticks together, there's a spark of blue electricity there, chi manifesting. But a moment later he strikes down at the ground -- and sends a wave of red fire at the enemy instead, a brief conflagration at best!
COMBATSYS: Hayato blocks Mr.Big's Ground Blaster.
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Mr.Big 0/-------/-======|=====--\-------\0 Hayato
Hayato does bristle slightly, but it's not quite enough to break through his general good mood. "Hey, the night is still young, and I'm planning to hit the bar after this." While he's not entirely unskilled at verbal jousting, it seems that this one is going to go down as a point for Mister Big. But there's no time to dwell on that, there's a wave of energy about to crash into him! Hayato crosses his arms and braces his legs, holding his ground as the red chi blasts over him.
And Hayato meets it with some energy of his own, blazing orange chi bursting out around his body as he endures the explosion, then swipes his arms through the fading blast as he uncrosses them. "It's gonna take a better shot than that, buddy." Hayato has endured plenty of assaults of the fireball variety. Even a bunch of his students have them. Personally, he's always been more in favor of the up close and personal approach.
COMBATSYS: Hayato gathers his will.
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Mr.Big 0/-------/-======|=======\=------\1 Hayato
"A better shot, hmmmm?" Mister Big draws that sound out too. He's very tempted to do just that, give Hayato a better version of that very attack. But he holds back, wanting to save that trick for a little later instead.
When it becomes apparent that Hayato won't be pressing the attack though, it falls to the Biggest Man of Them All to keep the crowd entertained. "Don't just stand there," he admonishes the teacher as he charges. "You're boring everybody!" And with that, he sends his body twisting forward, a spiral happening, an impromptu attempt to drill right into Hayato's body with those sticks held out in front of him, a spinning Superman dive of epic proportions transpiring here in the White Arena!
COMBATSYS: Hayato Toughs Out Mr.Big's Cross Diving!
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Mr.Big 0/-------/=======|=======\===----\1 Hayato
The batons strike Hayato square in the chest, but he barely grunts as he's driven across the arena floor, maintaining a standing posture all the while. Even while he's still being driven back, Hayato's grin widens as he looks at the spinning Big. "Not bad... but let me show you how it's done." Hayato plants his feet, bringing the movement across the arena of both fighters to a stop, then suddenly twists his own body as he leaps right back at Big, pushing past the sticks.
The twist of his body gives Hayato a spin of his own as he leaves the ground, with his shinai held out ahead of him and a right angle to his body like a propeller. Fiery orange chi springs up around the bamboo blade as it becomes a blur, potentially hitting Mister Big more times than can be easily counted as Hayato attempts to drive both of them right back across the arena in the direction they just came from.
COMBATSYS: Mr.Big blocks Hayato's Burning Windmill.
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Mr.Big 1/-------/=======|==-----\-------\0 Hayato
It all happens so fast indeed. Mister Big barely has time to think about reacting, so he does it on instinct, particularly as it becomes apparent that Hayato is pushing back against him like any good girl should, and also that that sword is covered in flames!
"Fuuu--" the expletive doesn't get all the way out. His feet find the ground, and it's just in time as the whirling dervish strikes. Barely, just barely, he gets his arms up, a sudden clench of his buttocks only furthering his defenses as he fends off the multitude of strikes. Most seem to meet his sticks, as with a surge of adrenalin, the former Sultan of Southtown somehow manages to muster his defenses and fend off the bulk of Hayato's assault.
Still, it drives him back, and the last few hit cleanly, as a tired Mister Big stumbles. "--ck" he finishes it off, shaking his hands to get some of the sting out. "Oooh, you have some moves after all," he goes on to compliment, before lashing out with his hands. Once more he seeks out the jacket, to grip and throw Hayato past him, off the edge of the arena and into the crowd.
COMBATSYS: Mr.Big successfully hits Hayato with Medium Throw.
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Mr.Big 1/------=/=======|=====--\-------\0 Hayato
Once his jacket is grabbed and he's thrown, Hayato doesn't quite make it into the crowd. This is somewhat unfortunate for him, as it means he hits the barrier in front of the lowest level of seats and then falls to the ground, instead of perhaps landing on top of someone who might break his fall. Despite a pain shooting down his back the teacher still manages to climb to his feet, shake himself off, and then go charging right back into the fray.
Again he lashes out at Big with his shinai, but this time he starts with a blow aimed to hit at the base of the ribcage. He follows it up by slicing back at Big's elbow, then the wrist of his opposite arm, before bringing the shinai up high so that he can aim a slash right at the center of Mister Big's face.
COMBATSYS: Hayato successfully hits Mr.Big with Scolding Slash.
- CRAZY Hit! -
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Mr.Big 1/----===/=======|=====--\-------\0 Hayato
Everything is working well to the eye of Mister Big. This is a mistake, because he's getting SMUG. And once he gets smug, it's time for comeuppance. And boy, does it come. "Ha haa," he begins laughing as Hayato charges. He thinks he can just prove evasive, and dance around the strikes, to show the crowd just who the real man in charge here is. It goes horribly awry, when the strike to the short ribs proves exceptionally painful -- and before he knows it, he's knocked flat on his ass, sliding back, glasses shattered!
Ripping the glasses from his face and wiping away fresh blood from his nose, he throws the ruined glasses aside. "You're paying for those!" he shouts, anger plain as he groggily gets back to his feet. That hurt; his nose might be broken. He's seeing considerable red, both literally and due to his temper.
His body is aching. He wants a hot tub and a body rub, now. That means this fight has to finish. Striking his sticks together, electricity runs between the two rods. "I hope you're happy!" he roars over the sizzle and the stench of ozone, as chi manifests down both sticks, merging together to form a ball of lightning at the tips. Thrusting his weapons forward, the ball bursts forward, aiming right for Hayato!
COMBATSYS: Mr.Big successfully hits Hayato with Blaster Wave.
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Mr.Big 0/-------/------=|=======\=------\1 Hayato
Hayato's body jerks and shakes as he takes the full brunt of Mr. Big's electric attack. And when it clears, the teacher is wobbling on his feet. It's not even clear if he's still concious. For a moment he teeters back and forth, then slowly begins to topple forward. But about halfway down the light returns to Hayato's eyes. It's too late to stop his fall, but he can at least try to keep Big from being able to just kick him in the head while he's down.
Sacrificing some of his ability to break his own fall, Hayato lashes out with his shinai toward Big's ankles, attempting to sweep his feet out from underneath him. It's not much, but perhaps it will buy Hayato the moment he needs to recovery after that rather nasty shock to his system.
COMBATSYS: Mr.Big dodges Hayato's Quick Throw.
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Mr.Big 0/-------/------=|=======\=------\1 Hayato
It's taxing for Mister Big to go hurling energy blasts about. So when it looks like Hayato's standing and out of it, he's both relieved and concerned. The relief fades as that light reappears, and the shinai lashes out. Leaping back, it proves a success for the teacher, giving him some space to recover. "Ahh, you're about as out of this as I am, aren't you?" he questions upon landing.
Gathering himself, he's prompt to leap back at Hayato. Those sticks of his rise up in an overhead, and then come plummeting down. If the teacher gets back up, it'll be a strike for the shoulders, as if to say 'Stay down, like a good boy!'
COMBATSYS: Hayato counters Crushing Strike from Mr.Big with Counter Thrust.
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Mr.Big 0/-------/-----==|=======\===----\1 Hayato
It happens quite frequently that Hayato is larger than his opponent. He often takes advantage of his longer reach to strike those smaller opponents before they can actually connect a blow. Under such circumstances, his ideal point of contact is usually the face. In his current situation, that's not an option. He'd have to be Dhalsim to reach Big's face from the floor before those sticks connect with him. It is not, however, all that difficult to ram his fist deep into Mister Big's gut, then roll away while the bald man is recovering from the blow.
Once he's gotten a little room, Hayato pushes himself back to a standing position as quickly as he can manage. "Almost out of it? Maybe, but not quite there yet!" Despite being both battered and singed, the teacher still manages to have a grin on his face.
Suffice it to say, Hayato takes Mister Big's breath away.
Left to stagger there after being so rudely interrupted, the former Sultan almost seems at a loss, no doubt due to the lack of his sunglasses. One knee threatens to buckle, but he catches himself just short of falling. "You..." he growls, but further words fail him. Indeed, it seems that the Syndicate's steersman may well succumb before Hayato does!
Naturally however, he doesn't want that to happen. And so, clicking his sticks together twice -- the start of a signature move, which draws the cheers of the crowd -- he rushes after the teacher. With one stick trailing low to the ground, he comes through in a tremendous spiralling uppercut, intent on taking both himself and Hayato up into the air!
That grin! He'll destroy it, or die trying!
COMBATSYS: Mr.Big successfully hits Hayato with California Romance.
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Mr.Big 0/-------/----===|=======\======-\1 Hayato
Many have tried to destroy Hayato's grin, but most have failed! Sending him flying up into the air like that is a pretty good start, though, considering that it's hard to smile while unconcious. But if anybody can do it, Hayato can. He's not immediately out, though, even as he's carried up into the air by Mister Big's rising uppercut. His vision starts to blur, but he can still make out the top of Big's shiny head, and that's all the target he needs.
With the last of his strength Hayato sends a punch flying down toward Big's head as they both begin to fall back to the ground. He puts every ounce of his Burning Spirit into the blow, but things like 'aiming' or even 'think about what he's doing' are a bit beyond Hayato at the moment. He's already unconcious before he hits the floor, though, so he'll have to wait for the recording to see how well his last ditch effort actually worked.
COMBATSYS: Hayato can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Mr.Big dodges Hayato's Burning Cross Counter.
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Mr.Big 0/-------/----===|
Up there in the air, Mister Big can almost see his house. But more importantly, without his sunglasses on he can see the incoming fist. His face contorts, disdain becoming plain as, still up there in mid-air, he just manages to move his head to one side.
He feels the GUTS on that fist. If he had hair, it would likely ruffle as the blow misses by a mere fraction of a fraction. The residual force of it sends him back nonetheless, but without harm. He lands with a little more dignity than his opponent, only to fall to his knees, panting for breath.
It's been a long time since the former Sultan of Southtown has had a workout like this, has been pushed as far by an opponent. "Hmph, he's got moxy," he quietly compliments, as the announcer goes wild declaring the apparent winner, and the crowd -- the crowd BOOS and hisses, some ballsy enough to actually throw empty cups out onto the arena.
Ignoring the crowd, Mister Big is greeted on-stage by his ladies of the night. "Call Poison," he tells one of the girls. "That guy deserves a good night with a woman."
With a woman under each arm, he'll exit the fighting arena, letting the escorts do the waving for him. It's time for a hot tub and a body rub. Let's hope Hayato... doesn't get the same!
COMBATSYS: Mr.Big has ended the fight here.
Log created on 22:06:14 01/16/2010 by Hayato, and last modified on 13:51:36 01/23/2010.