Description: The Hurricane of the Gulf meets the Red Cyclone. In a crowded Metro street, DYNAMIC COOKING TIME clashes with the might of the bear-wrestling Zangief. But there's a reason for this madness! Zangief's search for great wrestlers to join him in his quest to win the King of Fighters Tournament is continuing apace, and not only does he find himself glad to have El Fuerte by his side... he also has another lead to follow up! The quest to form a team entirely threw the power of good-natured beatings is coming to a head!
Metro City! One of the busiest and most interesting places that El Fuerte has ever been to. Being he travels so much that is saying alot. It is truely a melting pot of many cultures which also means many sorts of foods can be found. Perhaps a few recipes can be obtained during his current visit while he prepares for his upcoming fight. It has been interesting to find out he has been paired with the mighty Hugo this time around so shortly after fighting the large man. At least they have some experience with one another so they should be able to make a formidable team since they know what weaknesses and strengths they each have. A shame the lovely R. Mika could not be involved. He sure hopes she will be okay in her own fight! He has his DVR ready to tape that in case he misses the fight while doing his.
For now training has been finished and the luchador is wandering the streets of downtown wondering what he should do for lunch. What sort of cuisine should he test today? Is there someplace that perhaps he will encounter a master chef for him to talk with? Perhaps they can trade secrets and El Fuerte will move one step forward to becoming the greatest chef ever! Of course he sticks out like a sore thumb because he is STILL wearing his mask despite being rather normal clothing which consists of sneakers, jeans and a sweatshirt that reads 'DCT!' across the front. If he only knew what sort of oddness was about to happen. Mostly because for once he isn't the one creating it!
The Hurricane of the Gulf.
It was inevitable that Zangief would eventually turn his eye on El Fuerte. The Red Cyclone once destroyed an unfortunate fighter for daring to use the name 'Hurricane Hime' because she thought it was cool, and he thought it was far too close to the Red Cyclone. There have even been rumors that the famous Lucador might be a match for Zangief. Maybe... it might even be true!
Unlike El Fuerte, Zangief hates Metro City. It is a city dedicated to his long term nemesis, Haggar. It is a city of rampant Capitalism and ... well, okay. Maybe the hotdogs are good. But only them! Everything else, terrible! Just terrible!
Suddenly, several hundred pounds of angry Russian are slamming into the pavement in front of El Fuerte, as Zangief drops from the rooftops above, shaking the ground and cracking the pavement.
"HURRICANE OF THE GULF!" Zangief bellows at the top of his lungs, "WE MEET AT LAST!"
It is a grand entrance that usually only someone on par with El Fuerte could make. The ground actually shakes and people scatter as the luchador stares upwards at the much larger fighter. "Red Cyclone!" he says loudly while having a mild look of surprise. He backflips away to put some more space between himself and Zangief before pointing towards him. "What is it you want of me?" he asks as his expression turns more into a stern one. This man was about to indulge in food so Zangief better have a very good reason for interrupting.
Meanwhile the people that scattered have sort of come back to just circle around the two fighters and stare at the rather comical standoff. You think living in Metro they would be used to seeing this sort of weirdness, but seem to be drawn like moths to the flame as the two men square off and loudly yell at one another.
Zangief returns the pointing with an accusatory jab of his own, one meaty finger stretched out to return the point, whilst the other hand rests on his hip, to create a dramatic pose. He doesn't seem particularly aware of the crowd. At least, not right now. El Fuerte has his complete and undivided attention.
"Hurricane of the Gulf! The Red Cyclone is putting together a team to prove how GREAT wrestling of ALL kinds is to the rest of the world! In this upcoming, King of Fighters Tournament! Already, The Griffon Mask has agreed to stand with me as my Comrade, and together we will form an unstoppable team that will crush all comers and is CERTAIN to take home the title!"
He stamps, once. Then, a second time. Letting his posture fall into a more, ready to strike pose than a dramatic, talky one.
"Do you have what it takes to join us, Hurricane of the Gulf!?!"
The explanation of why Zangief is here to confront El Fuerte piques the interest of the luchador. A team of wrestlers forming together just to prove their style is superior!? On top of that he has already recruited a fellow masked wrestler and countryman of Fuerte. "Amigo, it is an interesting proposition." he admits and he purses his lips a bit in thought as he straightens up and folds his arms over his chest while he considers. "But you are missing a key component so far beyond the might El Fuerte." Who could it be? The powerful Raiden? The famous Hugo Andore Jr?! MAYBE EVEN MAYOR MIKE HAGGAR HIMSELF!?
He grins some and lets out a bit of a laugh. "Your team is incomplete without the expertise of Rainbow Mika!" The entire crowd ends up just looking confused in this case and some have already decided to depart and go back on with their daily tasks. "How could you not recruit her before anyone? You show lack of judgement, amigo. I am not sure if the Hurricane of the Gulf could join with a man that makes bad decisions!" He grins some and he shifts to a more relaxed stance. "But still, it is a way for us to all show the world how strong we all are. Perhaps if you are lucky I will agree."
Zangief looks genuinely taken aback by that. The large man stands up, and scratches at his beard. After a few, long moments, he can think of only one possible response, really. His great brow furrowed with the effort of thought.
".... Who?"
He straightens himself up, and huffs, his nostrils flaring as he glares down at the smaller man. "Hrmph. WE can talk about what cereals you want to bring with you after you've proven you can be a part of the team!" He decides. Because Rainbow Mika is a kind of cereal, right? Probably. Sounds a bit like one.
"I don't see what it has to do with whether or not you are a good enough wrestler, though. The Griffon Mask and The Red Cyclone, together we are unstoppable! We need to make sure everyone else who joins makes us... even MORE unstoppable! So that we can't be stopped! Because NOTHING stops a great wrestler! Let alone a great TEAM of wrestlers! We're going to have this tournament pinned before it even starts!"
Who? WHO!? If the Russian was trying to get a rise out of the luchador it seems like it only took one word to do so. "You foolish man! You truely wish to invoke the wrath of El Fuerte!" He points an finger towards the much larger man. "I cannot allow you to speak of her in such a way." How insulting that he considers such a great wrestler as nothing more than cereal! He could have at least compared her to a fine dish of some sort. This sort of thing cannot be tolerated.
"You will regret pretending to not know who she is!" he declares and he sticks that finger in the air. "The Hurricane of the Gulf will snuff out the Red Cyclone this day!" With that he almost becomes a blur as he launches himself right for Zangief. Size differential be damned at this point. The luchador is looking to jump up and wrap his legs around Zangief's neck before using his momentum to swing about and take the Russian off his feet while releasing his grip to throw the other man off into a nearby wall.
COMBATSYS: ElFuerte has started a fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Zangief has joined the fight here.
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ElFuerte 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Zangief
COMBATSYS: Zangief blocks ElFuerte's Propeller Tortilla.
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ElFuerte 0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0 Zangief
Poor Zangief is very confused. The large man blinks a couple of times, "Her?" He repeats, "Hmmm...." Did El Fuerte want to bring his wife? Zangief understood, in purely theoretical terms, that such things could be a point of contention. But he wasn't going to bring the entirety of Russia with him. People had to make sacrifices, damnit!
The Red Cyclone finds himself being swung around, which in itself is not that common. When he is flung, however, his big rubber boots scrape across the concrete, and he doesn't quite make contact with the opposing wall. He growls, and cracks his neck.
"You think a mere HURRICANE can snuff out THE RED CYCLONE?!" Zangief roars, genuine anger rising in his voice, now. "I'M GOING TO TIE YOU INTO A PRETZEL! ORAAAAAAAAA!"
Suddenly, Zangief is running forwards. His arms outstretched, he spins on his axis, and his fists come with him. Aiming, simply, to slam into El Fuerte and knock some sense back into him. Zangief is not exactly known for his great critical thinking skills. Clearly violence would solve all of these communication issues!
COMBATSYS: Zangief successfully hits ElFuerte with Double Lariat.
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ElFuerte 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Zangief
So it seems like Zangief knows as little about Mika being his biggest fan much like how Mika failed to realize Fuerte is her biggest fan when the two met. It is like some twisted sitcom created by Vince Russo at this point. Much like his fight with Hugo this looks like it is going to be all about Fuerte being able to use his speed to get thebetter of his opponent. He will have to strike quick and keep tinking away at the bigger man in hopes of making this giant fall.
He just has the bad luck of not realizing how quick Zangief is despite his large size. Those large fists impact against the smaller wrestler and he goes tumbling away from the sheer force of the blow. He comes out of a roll and lands on his feet as he shakes his head to clear the cobwebs. "Yes, her!" He says little beyond that as he takse a moment to decide what to do next. He circles Zangief a bit before he rushes in again. This time he decides to try to take the legs out from under the Russian as he goes to dropkick him right below the knee of his right leg. "Ole!"
COMBATSYS: Zangief endures ElFuerte's Light Kick.
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ElFuerte 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 Zangief
Zangief really is surprisingly quick when he wants to be. The Red Cyclone hasn't earned the admiration of the wrestling world based entirely on his good looks! Of course, he's also definitely not got the most intricate fighting style there is. When the kick thuds against his leg, he takes it, and uses the momentum of his leg going down to his advantage.
Both arms are coming up, aiming to scoop El Fuerte up, and crush him to his chest. If he can get this grip, the huge man will let out a loud, "HAHAH!" Followed by one of the more, disturbing maneuvers in his expansive repertoire.
Namely, he begins gnashing, ripping, and tearing at the masked wrestler's neck with his teeth, chewing away as though the chef is actually the best meal in the world! Omnomnomnomnom.
COMBATSYS: Zangief successfully hits ElFuerte with Kamitsuki.
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ElFuerte 1/-------/=======|===----\-------\0 Zangief
The attempt to take the giant down to one leg doesn't fully work as El Fuerte had hoped. Instead it leaves him in a bit of a bad position right as the larger fighter is grabbing at him. His eyes go wide as he tries to slip away, but he is caught in the powerful grip of Zangief and hefted up. That is when the biting begins. Oh the biting! The luchador kicks and attempts to break free. He is a chef, not the main course! Only after several moments is he finally able to get away and he pants heavily as hands reach up to rub at his poor, abused neck. "Amigo, you are a strange one." Considering who just called Zangief strange that is pretty bad.
He narrows his eyes and he raises his arms up high as he goes charging in again. "You are a very tough man, but like anything a bit of tenderizing will fix that!" He actually attepts to leap over Zangief and as he falls he goes to wrap his arms around the waist or at least get ahold of the other man's trunks. It is an attempt to lift Zangief as the luchador attempts to flip about and plant the Russian right on the top of his head. "FAJITAAAAAAAAAS BUSTAAAAAAAAAH!"
COMBATSYS: Zangief blocks ElFuerte's Fajitas Buster.
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ElFuerte 1/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Zangief
Zangief growls at that, and recovers his stance, "I am strange?" He asks, "YOU are the one who wants to bring some Rainbow woman with you to the biggest fight of your life! GRAR!"
The roar, is really just for show. He half-heartedly seems to make a grab for El Fuerte as he comes up over him, but, Zangief, is a master of the art. The real purpose of raising his hands up like that is that when he is dragged backwards, he takes the blow on his forearms rather than his skull. Say what you like about Zangief, but he really is a hell of a wrestler.
As he comes up, though, he's starting to... froth, a little. "Don't you understand, Hurricane?!" He roars, "I am the RED CYCLONE! NOTHING can stop me! With the pride of glorious Mother Russia resting on my shoulders, with the cries of her children rallying my spirit, I will not fail! With The Griffon Mask by my side, JUSTICE stands to my right! I want YOU to stand by my left! WHERE do you propose this... this... Rainy Misa will stand, eh!? On your shoulders, perhaps!?"
COMBATSYS: Zangief focuses on his next action.
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ElFuerte 1/-------/=======|===----\-------\0 Zangief
This man is really starting to become an annoyance in the case he can't even get the name of his biggest fan right. "It is Rainbow Mika!" he yells back to correct the larger wrestler. This man is proving to be even more of a problem than Hugo was. At least he managed to find some way through the defenses of the German. This time he seems to certainly be outclassed. He cannot let himself give up, though. He must show that he cannot be underestimated and He will find some way to knock some sense into this oaf!
"She will stand where she pleases as well, amigo." Though she would probably prefer to stand on Zangief's shoulders than on the shoulders of El Fuerte. Though he supposes at this point it is moot to try and explain things right now given the way that Zangief is acting. He takes a deep breath and he steadies his footing. "I did not want to have to do this, but I suppose there is only one thing to help me now." he raises a finger in the air and takes a deep breath. "IT'S DYNAAAAMIIIIIIC COOOOOOOKING TIIIIIIME!" he declares while trying to get himself in the proper mindset to put a hurting on Zangief.
COMBATSYS: ElFuerte focuses on his next action.
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ElFuerte 1/-------/=======|===----\-------\0 Zangief
Cogs begin to turn. If you listen hard, you might be able to hear them.
"WAIT A SECOND!" Zangief shouts, narrowing his eyes after the end of El Fuerte's speech, "Rainbow Mika... Rain Mika... Rimika! YES. I remember. SHE'S THE PERSON WHO SENT ME ALL THAT FAN MAIL!" The last shoe has finally dropped.
Zangief is suddenly coming forwards again, he's putting his all into the charge, aiming to literally just plough his fist into El Fuerte's mask. What makes this all the more confusing, is that even though a little bit more progress on the status of /who/ it is El Fuerte wants to see in the team has been made, Zangief doesn't seem interested in toning down the fight at all to discuss it.
"SHE SEEMS LIKE A NICE YOUNG GIRL, BUT CAN SHE REALLY FIGHT?!" He bellows, as his battlecry.
COMBATSYS: ElFuerte interrupts Fierce Punch from Zangief with Quesadilla Bomb.
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ElFuerte 1/----===/=======|=====--\-------\0 Zangief
There is some progress it would seem. In this case it might be Zangief never was good at reading or Mika perhaps gets too excited when writing and all the words end up jumbled together. Either way he has more pressing matters in this case. The main one being the giant meat missile of a fist aimed straight for his face. This time it looks like the luchador truely had enough. He doesn't even attempt to get out of the way and he only shifts his weight some so the fist isn't full on impacting his face.
If anything it looks to have finally given the luchador an opening. Sure that punch stings like no other, but he finally is able to get a grip and actually lift the large man off his feet. "GAAAAAAAAAH! SHE IS WONDERFUL!" He declares as he slams Zangief down on the ground and staggers back several feet to regain his balance. Ooof, that took alot out of him.
Zangief hits the ground hard enough to actually keep him down for a few seconds, which is quite impressive. When he staggers back up to his feet, he shakes his head, and grips the side of it with his hand, brushing some broken cement out of his beard. He seems to consider this for a few moments, looking more quizzical than he does furious.
"Then we'll have to see her!" He announces, "IF!" And he points one meaty finger at the masked fighter, "IF! You can prove you can hit me like that again! That was good, Hurricane of the Gulf! But I still don't know! And you want me to fill up another slot with your girlfriend!? Do you think The Red Cyclone is recruiting a team of giggling girl scouts?! SHOW ME YOUR DYNAMIC /WRESTLING/ TIME!!!"
COMBATSYS: Zangief gathers his will.
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ElFuerte 1/----===/=======|=======\=------\1 Zangief
It looks like he is starting to get through to the big man, but it seems that cracks to the skull are the best way to communicate. If that is what needs to be done then the Hurricane of the Gulf shall do so. "Amigo, you are starting to tred on dangerous ground." he comments and takes a deep breath. So this man wants to be impressed? This may take everything that the little luchador has left in the tank to do, but if it works he will make sure it is a ride that Zangief will never forget.
He just nods for now and his brow furrows. He begins forward at a walk at first, but then he breaks into a lightning quick dash forward and he leaps high into the air. On his way down he doesn't look for a grapple or even land a blow from the looks of it. He seems intent on just coming downwards and landing on top of Zangief's shoulders with both feet. "Lets do this!"
COMBATSYS: ElFuerte successfully hits Zangief with El Fuerte Dynamic Cooking Time.
- CRAZY Hit! -
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ElFuerte 0/-------/----===|=======\====---\1 Zangief
And there he perches for a moment while thrusting a finger in the air. "EL FUERTE!" he cries out before reaching behind his back to produce a frying pan and spatula. He slams both down on the head of Zangief before leaping down and assaulting him with several strikes from both items. He tosses both in the air after giving the Russian a nice long beating only to pick him up once again and this time gets enough strength to toss him right at the wall he intended to toss him into at the start of all of this. His hands then reach out to have the pan and spatula land on him and he bellows loudly. "DYNAAAAAAMIC COOOOOOOKING TIME!" With that he puts both items behind his back and they disappear. Where is he even keeping those!?
Zangief is battered pretty conclusively by the beating that El Fuerte gives him. The ringing of pans and spatula against proud Russian skull is loud, and broken only by the wild cry and the sudden smash of Zangief into a wall. Perhaps later on, Zangief would be able to look back on the beating and think 'that was pretty impressive. Clearly I have chosen wisely in my team mates'.
Right now, though, Zangief's thought process can be summed up in two words: Zangief SMASH!
In a furious rage, Zangief wastes no time tearing himself up from the ground. Flicks of spit are in his beard, and his eyes are wild and crazy. "GRAAAAAAAARGH!" He roars, any particular pretence to civility thrown aside because, well, he's /hurt/. Instead, he's an avalanche of hair and meat that is aiming to get a hold of El Fuerte right by his mask, and if he can...
COMBATSYS: Zangief knocks away ElFuerte with Ultimate Atomic Buster!
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ElFuerte 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Zangief
A tight grip, and Zangief swings El Fuerte around, heavily, into the ground. From there, what follows is a terrifying demonstration of Red Cyclone spinning fury!
El Fuerte has probably seen it at least once before, but the Screw Piledriver has to be experienced to be truly appreciated. Spinning through the air, crushed between the powerful Russian thighs of the Red Cyclone himself, if Zangief wasn't severely angry about being beaten around the head with a frying pan, it might end with the first smash into the ground, and the awestruck groan of the crowd.
But it doesn't. He flips the poor luchador over, and slams him backwards in a suplex, picks him up again, and, only after a /second/ trip through the air, and a final introduction of concrete to mask ends with a large cloud of shattered pavement and dust being thrown up in a mushroom cloud, and the luchador being thrown up, up, and away with it.
If El Fuerte thought he administered a good beating then he is in for a treat on how to do it all properly! He is taken for a ride that knocks luchador to the brink of blacking out from the type of pain he is feeling right now. He was just too exhausted to make a move to avoid the grip of Zangief once again. There are cracks all over the concrete from the impacts of the small man hitting the ground each time before he is given a lesson in flighty
He actually gets thrown high enough into the air that people lose sight of him for a few moments before there is a faint sound that grows louder. Downward comes El Fuerte screaming at the top of his lungs with arms outstretched as he is aimed rigght towards Zangief. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" He just better hope the big man doesn't just step aside and let him crash into the ground face first.
COMBATSYS: ElFuerte can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Zangief fails to interrupt El Fuerte Flying Giga Buster from ElFuerte with Double Lariat.
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With the last burst of adrenaline running through the luchador he manages to grip Zangief around the neck and twirl about to land behind him. He actually graps the man by his trunks again and hefts upwards and backwards to do a rolling suplex. He keeps his grip instead of releasing though and with a loud cry he tosses Zangief into the air. "EL FUERTE!" he roars and leans upwards his hands gripping Zangief's ankles and his legs swinging back to lock around the Russian's neck. They go hurtling towards the ground while spinning about several times until the ground is impacted with Zangief's head meeting it first "FLYYYYYIIIIING GIIIIIGAAAAA BUSSSTAAAAAAAAAAAH!". The luchador releases and splats on the ground face first afterwards. He is too tired to move at the moment and he is fighting off the urge to up and pass out.
Zangief is impressed that El Fuerte even managed to get up after the power of that attack. But he tries to repay this by the medium of another powerful swinging blow to the Hurricane of the Gulf's stomach. What actually happens, though, is a very confusing, spinning attack which has him, once again, flying around, and staggering up from the floor after the attack had passed.
With one hand, he aims to pick the wrestler up, and help him stand. Shaking his head a bit as he does so. "Well!" He roars, "That was impressive, even to me! Hurricane of the Gulf! It looks like we'll be going to find this... Rainbow Mika person, next! Hahahahah! Come on, don't tell me you want to rest already?!"
The luchador is easily lfited up despite mostly being dead weight and he barely manages to stay on his feet when stepped down. "Amigo, you are pretty impressive too." he admits. Perhaps he should mention this team to Hugo as well next time they meet in preparation for their upcoming SNF. Of course he probably fails to realize he did both a good and bad thing for Mika. The good thing is she will get to see Zangief, but the bad thing is she is probably next in line to be turned into paste.
El Fuerte manages to stagger forward a bit and he then raises a finger into the air. "The Hurricane of the Gulf never tires. He just needs a proper meal to get him feeling better." Nevermind the fact that he looks ready to fall flat on his face again and zonk out for the time being. He might just have been knocked more loopy than he normally is. Besides, he cannot be denied his lunch!
Log created on 12:32:03 11/06/2010 by Zangief, and last modified on 14:39:49 11/06/2010.