Neo League 951 - #958: Todoh vs Maki

Description: Sometimes, there is just no describing what it is people are thinking. Maki Genryuusai is supposedly about to fight Lucky Glauber in some completely featureless, nondescript arena for Neo League, but someone else has some very, very specific and special plans that ultimately mean next to nothing in the big scheme of things. Except for those people in robot suits, anyway.

The Neo League, one of the biggest attractions on the fighting circuit, known for attracting fighters of all skill levels and types, and serving as both a stepping stone and an exhibition stage for all sorts of fighting styles. Many fight but there are only a few who make it into the top ranks. Yet that never stops other fighters from coming back for another attempt when the next season rolls around. It's always a popular attraction for those who are fans of the fighting circuit.

While she came in fourth place during the last season, Maki Genryusai doesn't think of herself as a champion or a major hero. She's just doing what she does best while getting a chance to show what kind of a fighter she is to those around the world. At the moment, she's currently warming up for her next fight, although she's kind of confused, since she wasn't told who her opponent would be. Nonetheless, she doesn't let it bother her too much, since surprises are what make some fights all the better.

Todoh, meanwhile, is a mysterious man who has as just malice in his intentions as he does his near inability to properly conform to just about any sort of decor about... you know, appearing punctually in designated places, or times, or... much of anything for that matter.
Hurriedly stuffing the unconscious Lucky Glauber into a locker, he giggles maniacally in ways a grown man really never should. You won't be fighting Lucky today, young miss, oh no. He has /plans/, see. Well, had plans. Those previous ones got dashed. These are /new/ plans! New, greater, grander plans for bringing his art in a decisive triumph against all others!!
Which, as all good things do, begin with picking on younger women for little to no reason as he slinks along towards the announcer's booth and promptly thieves the microphone.
It's unmistakably /him/. The guy that would occasionally give Maki's family grief over some petty slight or another. He hates those people too. Well, he hates just about everyone, but they're up there on the list of people he especially hates as he points dramatically with the microphone.
"MAKIIII!! When I'm done thrashing you I'm sure this will be public and then people will stop asking me to show up every month or so or something and I'm really sick and tired of that!"

That's the thing about people who swipe microphones, they always do it noisily, and it's more than enough to draw the attention of Maki, who hears Todoh's voice and snaps to face him right away. Almost immediately, she stares at him with a look of confusion and shock on her face. Who is this guy and what is he doing here? As far as Maki knows, he wasn't mentioned as being a possible opponent. In fact, this feels more like something you'd see in the SlamMasters shows, with an opponent coming out and provoking the wrestler in the ring on microphone. Speaking of microphones, Maki is able to borrow the referee's microphone to return the favor to Todoh.

"Ryuhaku Todoh!" Maki says, the name hitting her just as she gets the microphone. "So, you're the one who had the guts to show up at my Neo League fight with your random nonsense." She narrows an eye at him. "You think the Sakazaki family is out of the country because they're scared of YOU?" For a moment, Maki tries to stifle a laugh, but then bursts out laughing, and that's no staged laugh either. "Oh please, give me a break! You think you could embarass me? If anyone should be embarassed, it's you running in here and acting like some kind of fool! You must think the Neo League is some kind of a joke or something, because this is the first time I've had an encounter like this before." A pause as Maki takes a swig of water before continuing. "Honestly, Todoh, I have to thank you personally for coming here... because I haven't had a good laugh in a long time!" Another chuckle from Maki as she looks toward Todoh and gestures towards him with her tonfa. "But, I'm not one to turn down a challenge honestly. If you really think that you can take me on, then come right up here! I'll oblige you, but you're going to regret this after I've clobbered the crap outta you!"

"Hah?! Jokes?! You want jokes?" He calls as the announcer tries, in vain, to pull the microphone back. He gets his head shoved into the table for his efforts, grinding teeth as his reddened eyes accents a hint of sleep depravity to go with the full-on manic delusions that he's particularly infamous for.
"I got one! Did I tell ya about the one where I beat the stuffing out of ya and shamed your family name for generations to come, huh? HUH?! No? That's 'cause it hasn't... happened... yet."
He grumbles and hangs his head, drumming his fingers while the announcer continues his vain struggle to get his microphone back. "Curses, no wonder I could never overcome that old coot in stand-up. Harrumph!"
Referees are looking to one another. Is this guy actually /in/ the league? Some of them shrug and just say, eh, roll with it, it's not like Lucky Glauber gets much in the way of viewer mileage, is it?
Leaping in (and subsequently) off the table into the makeshift ring, he wags a finger at Maki with all due menace and, quite frankly, smug feelings of superiority with the microphone at his hip. He ain't giving that microphone back. "I will show you the power of Todoh so that by the time the Sakazakis stop pissin' themselves they'll see they're NEXT! For real this time! Truthfully. Very honest. Yes. Ahem. SO GET TO IT ALREADY!!"

COMBATSYS: Todoh has started a fight here on the right meter side.

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Todoh            0/-------/-------|

COMBATSYS: Maki has joined the fight here.

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Maki             0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0            Todoh

"That's another great joke, Todoh!" Maki says with an evil laugh. "You should do stand-up comedy, you know that!" But then Maki's laughing disappears. She looks to Todoh as he makes his entry into the fighting ring. "If you're that serious about taking me on, though, then I'd be more than happy to oblige you. However, I'm warning you now, embarassing my family will only do you more harm than good, since if I don't kick your ass, the rest of my family is gonna do it for me when they hear what you were trying to do!"

Maki twirls her tonfa around a little as if to emphasize her last point before jumping into her fighting stance. "Enough talking, let's get this on!" With that, the bell rings, signalling the beginning of the fight.

COMBATSYS: Maki takes no action.

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Maki             0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0            Todoh

There is a solemn, strangely controlled nod from the elder Todoh that the fighting circuit can just... never... really get much of a bead on. He's always been that kind of guy. He does things exactly on his own terms, no matter if - well, maybe especially if it is - self-destructive, idiotic, and embarrassing.
Both exude confidence. But while Maki is busy giving her own return fire, the older man is taking the microphone's cord and just spinning it around with an innocent whistle in one hand, miming the motion of Maki talking too much while rolling his eyes, and eventually lets the cord extend far enough so that the microphone might actually clobber Maki upside the head in one of these not at all innocent swings.

COMBATSYS: Maki blocks Todoh's Small Random Weapon.

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Maki             0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0            Todoh

Accidental or not, it doesn't matter. Maki's block comes up to deflect the microphone away while Maki barely even flinches as the electronic object touches her arm. "Come on, Todoh, you're supposed to be fighting with me, not teasing me!" Maki says as she shakes her head in disbelief. "If you're going to fight with me, then FIGHT!" With the last word, Maki attempts to deliver a fake out with her tonfa which would lead into a swift cross with her free fist.

COMBATSYS: Todoh interrupts Genkou from Maki with Small Random Weapon.

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Maki             0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0            Todoh

Look at this man, this smug, crazy-ass bastard who just doesn't seem to care about the distinction between fighting and teasing as he just continues to spin the stupid microphone around and around and around and around. He doesn't even pay much attention to the fake out because he's seriously not paying attention, which means it's not hard for Maki to get a cross on his back to get him to budge.
The problem is, the microphone comes down around her upper back at about the same time. Despite his complete failure to stop this approach as cleanly and seamlessly as possible, he just keeps spinning it anyway with a knowing smile.

This time, the microphone does sting a little bit. Partially because Maki is so off-balance when she's hit. She lets out a grunt and rubs her back while muttering a few four letter words, and then turns to face Todoh again. "I can't believe you'd go as far as to use a weapon like that. Unlike mine, which is a traditional weapon. Come on, why don't you actually fight like you mean it?!" Without waiting for a response, Maki attempts to kick at Todoh in the chin.

COMBATSYS: Maki successfully hits Todoh with Light Kick.

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Maki             0/-------/-----==|===----\-------\0            Todoh

Even as he sways his head to maybe give MAki a raspberry, she gives him... well, there's no real fruit to attribute to a kick to the face. A pumpkin, maybe. Let's say Maki gives Ryuhaku a solid pumpkin to the face and... just... leave it at that.
His head twists to the side where Maki gives him a PUMPKIN and gets him to stagger back a bit... a little exaggeratedly. No, he's definitely making up the extra stagger, there's no way a hit that light could make someone stumble back /that/ far.
"Maybe when you're worth something!!" He calls as he raises his hands up as if to call the whole damned thing off. Except, well, three of his friends have something to say about that, yellowish-orangeish blocky segments of chi. Except they aren't really friends, or much of anything.
By which one means 'not much of anything' in the 'person' sense and not so much the 'useless technique' sense, but... er... moving on.
"HEEYAH!" He cries as he throws his hands down, and with it, the little wave of chi. But not the fight. He's not throwing the fight. Down. Up. Or anywhere, really. Except maybe in Maki's face, but...

COMBATSYS: Maki dodges Todoh's Kasane Ate.

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Maki             0/-------/-----==|===----\-------\0            Todoh

With chi like that, it'd be difficult to avoid it one might think. But Maki's a swift woman on her feet, and manages to perform a forwards somersault into the air, avoiding it completely and then landing in a crouched position. "Now that's what I'm talking about! Get my blood flowing!" Maki shouts, before dropping onto her side, and then spinning around like a whirlwind on the tip of her tonfa while extending her foot. "Eeeeeyaaaaaaaah!"

COMBATSYS: Maki successfully hits Todoh with Bushin Senpuu Kyaku.

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Maki             0/-------/---====|=====--\-------\0            Todoh

"Grr, you wave that foot around at me, will you?!" He grouses as she spins that ENERGY LEG around and gets in a couple solid hits windmill-style before knocking him right against the ground. He's actually very familiar with this exact spot on the ground, why, thirty years ago that's where he fell unconscious after NOT TAKUMA beat him senseless with NOT A VASE. Seventeen years back he DIDN'T bleed on this spot because of Saishu and his forehead's magnetic attraction to his nose. Nope! And a week ago he didn't just take a leak here.
Memories! Except not. Because those totally didn't happen. Maybe.
What isn't a maybe is the fact he's on his back, a small cloud of dust from the somewhat untidy ground as he growls, shakes his head, and decides to stick his foot out while hooking it upwards a tad, his arms on the ground for support and his head turned in hopes to see Maki's little cries of pain the moment he socks her a good one with it!
...she's going to be a good dear and stand there to take it up the chin, right?

COMBATSYS: Todoh successfully hits Maki with Sweeping Kick.

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Maki             0/-------/-======|======-\-------\0            Todoh

Maki would stand there and take it, except she intends to absorb some of it by defending against it. However, that's not entirely the case as Todoh manages to sweep into her and knock her to the ground. She winces a little as she feels her chin to make sure it isn't broken before pushing herself back up. "Pretty good, but I let my guard down that time..." Maki backs away slowly, keeping an eye on Todoh, knowing that she can't be getting too cocky anymore.

COMBATSYS: Maki focuses on her next action.

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Maki             0/-------/-======|======-\-------\0            Todoh

"'PRETTY GOOD?!'" The master(?) yells as he pulls himself up off the rather nondescript floor in this somewhat nondescript area but there is nothing nondescript, in the least, about the way he stomps up towards the focused Maki as to jab a finger into her collar.
"If you weren't pretendin' you were worth something you'd be crying like a little girl now! You little girl!" He asides. "Not to be confused with my loving daughter who is also my little girl BUT YOU'RE LITTLER!" Finger jabbing. Lots of it.

COMBATSYS: Maki dodges Todoh's Jab Punch.

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Maki             0/-------/-======|======-\-------\0            Todoh

Finger jabbing? At Maki?!

"No way, Todoh!" Maki snaps as she ducks down to avoid the finger. "You're making this seem more like a comedy skit and not a martial arts fight!" She adds in an impatient tone of voice. "I was hoping to have a fight that would get my blood flowing, but all you're doing is making me look bad!" Maki gets back into her fighting stance and then adds, "So I'm gonna have to do THIS!" Before attempting to grab Todoh and flip him over her shoulders.

COMBATSYS: Todoh fails to interrupt Quick Throw from Maki with Aogi Kasane Ate.

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Maki             0/-------/-======|======-\-------\0            Todoh

"You always look bad!!" Todoh insists no matter how much worse off he generally (and genuinely, in this case) is, bringing his hands up high with his hands cupped. There's the beginnings of those bright lights above her, all right. Everyone knows what happens when you stand beneath those things... well, actually, they don't, but they /should/.
But now they know what happens when you turn the tables and just up and flip a guy over your shoulders and /into/ what's there, an audible cry of pain as it disperses about his body before he hits the ground in front of Maki in a low, pathetic, prolonged groan after being properly hoisted by his own petard.

"I always look bad?" Maki asks with disbelief. "Your views of what constitutes beauty or whatever are obviously corrupted or something!" Maki then rushes towards a nearby object and jumps off of it, flying directly at Todoh with her leg outstretched.

COMBATSYS: Todoh fails to counter Hassou Kyaku from Maki with Kuzu Otoshi.

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Maki             1/-------/=======|=======\=====--\1            Todoh

"Hah! IS that your best comeback, you... back-combed... beast!" He fumbles with anything resembling threatening English language as he wheezes up to a stand - and claps his hands together above his head loudly enough to echo through the almost featureless arena and all its featureless fans and camerapeople (even the microphone is kind of without feature, come to think of it). "For I can see what you are clearly about to do, young lady, /predictably/ running away, only to bounce off of it and come at me!"
He cocks an arm back with a knowing smile, both hands outstretched and ready to catc--
Nope, just another pumpkin to the face as he corkscrews once more onto the floor with a pronounced bruise upon his face.
"I LET YOU DO THAT!" He complains out loud.

"You LET me do that?" Maki asks angrily. "Todoh, you are full of more shit than a Mad Gear goon! And THAT is saying something!" Maki says as she adjusts her tonfa quickly. "Seriously, I expected you to be giving me a challenge today. Instead, all you're doing is humiliating yourself while making me look bad!" She steps toward Todoh. "Come on, get up!"

COMBATSYS: Maki takes no action.

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Maki             1/-------/=======|=====--\-------\0            Todoh

"NO! Maybe I like it down here!" He retorts weakly, crossing his arms like a defiant little child as he crosses one leg over the other and otherwise makes a complete mockery off of the very concept of this being an actual televised fight before the world.
"You're gonna have to /make/ me!" He blows raspberries at her. "Why, you think you can lay down better than I can, huh? Prove it! Just c'mon down, why don't ya? Yeh hah hah!"

COMBATSYS: Todoh takes no action.

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Maki             1/-------/=======|=====--\-------\0            Todoh

"Oh, you are SUCH a jackass, Todoh!" Maki snaps. "I always thought you were quite a capable fighter, but all you're doing is acting like a comedian-reject. So, I'm afraid this show is coming to an end!" Maki attempts to reach down and pull Todoh up. If she succeeds, she'll whack him with her tonfa.

COMBATSYS: Todoh fails to interrupt Armed Combo from Maki with Bodyslam EX.

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Maki             1/-------/=======|=======\-------\0            Todoh

"Yeah well if you wanted it so bad YOU SHOULD'VE STOOD AROUND AND GOT HIT, HUH, and that's why this spot is miiiiiiiine~" He brags, even though referees are already considering calling him out simply because he's not getting up off the floor. If you stay on the floor, you're out. Them's the rules, you see.
This is also a ruse, you see, as Maki tries to pull him up - and thus overcompensate for the needed balance to yank him up as he grabs her by her arms.
"HAH! Okay, fine, you can have i--" His chin shoots up as he gets whacked by her tonfa. This one's not a pumpkin he was given, let's call this... um... a cucumber. Or... something.
He staggers along back in much less staged of a fashion, bruises adorning his face and a stupid giggle grown men his age should not be doing. "But I'm still uuuuuuup," he teases.

"I know you're up, but the fact that you're taking this like a joke is REALLY pissing me off, Todoh!" Maki shakes her head once again. "I'm giving you a chance to fight me, but all you're doing is acting like an idiot! Honestly, I don't know how you managed to become a martial arts master!" Maki closes her eyes and begins to focus, the energy flowing around her.

COMBATSYS: Maki gathers her will.

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Maki             1/---====/=======|=======\-------\0            Todoh

"You're /born/ one!" Or so the old man says as he teeters along the brink of consciousness and... well, he's been over the edge of sanity, dangling by his socks and screaming at pigeons and inanimate objects for some time, but, this metaphor really needs no further elaboration.
"Struttin' around like you're some kinda privilege! Feh! You damned Genryuusais!" He shakes a fist. "Oooooh," he mimics her father's voice, "I'm sorry I can't lend you our secret scrolls because you're out of toilet paper," he grinds his teeth, "AND THAT'S HOW YOU MAKE ENEMIES ACROSS GENERATIONS, LADY!" He shakes a fist. "ENEMIES!"
So in spite of her flowing energy around her, he just walks up, tries to wring a hand around her neck, and draws back a fist with the microphone, mysteriously, back in his free hand. "WHADDAYA HAVE TO SAY FOR YOURSELF?!" He asks this as he thrusts said microphone full-throttle into Maki's throat.

COMBATSYS: Maki blocks Todoh's Strangling FACEPUNCH.

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Maki             1/-======/=======|=======\-------\0            Todoh

"I have but one thing to say!" Maki replies as she brings her arm up to protect her throat from that incoming choke. "That YOU are the one who's full of so much hot air that I could save a lot on my heating bills with you!" Knocking the microphone away, Maki stares at Todoh and says, "But it's time to end this once and for all! You talk about enemies, my family, and all that other shit, but you barely even walk the walk!" Narrowing her eyes even more, Maki then adds, "So I'm gonna have to shut you up MYSELF!" And then, Maki rushes at Todoh, attempting to strike him with her tonfa, add in a punch for good measure, and then deliver an upwards jumping kick to finish it all off!

COMBATSYS: Maki successfully hits Todoh with Bushin Gou Rai Ha.

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Maki             0/-------/-----==|=======\===----\1            Todoh

"Oh, that," he explains quietly, "I invaded your home and turned everything on while you were out, so that is explicitly and totally NOT TRUE AT ALL! Todoh does not save money, he endangers it!"
And this is why Daniel has been so very careful as to not give him any money directly, because who knows where it ends up. (Well, he does, but he's not telling.)
There's no stopping Maki's rage, though. Tonfa, punch, upwards jumping kick, it's all there. It's so much pumkpin that it might even need a curleh moustache with it, as someone shouts this from the audience. What is it with people and curly moustaches?!
"BOOOWAAAAAAARGH!" The older man cries a loud cry. "Th-this isn't over, Genryuusai!" He glowers as he struggles to stay standing. "Why, I'll just pop right back up and show ya what for, see?! I know these things like the back of my hand! 'cause I'm a maaaaasteeeeeer!" He sings as he sinks down.

COMBATSYS: Todoh takes no action.

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COMBATSYS: Todoh can no longer fight.

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Maki             0/-------/-----==|

"HAH!" He pops right back up. "See?! See?!"
"And by belated decision thanks to his extended time on the /floor/," the announcer says with a new microphone, "our winner... MAKI GENRYUUUSAAAAAAI!"
"Wait." His eyes narrow. "WHAT?! Oh that's crazy talk!"

"The only thing crazy here is YOU, Todoh!" Maki says with a scowl as she turns to walk away, briefly nodding to the announcer before heading to get some water and chill out. "Seriously, this has to be the worst Neo League fight I've ever had!" She then looks to Todoh one last time and says, "Next time you wanna fight me, FIGHT LIKE YA MEAN IT!"

COMBATSYS: Maki has ended the fight here.

"And you're the worst... worst thing I've ever had!" He cries back as he looks left, looks right... and promptly affixes himself back on the ground because if they say he's lost, /fine/, but good luck removing him from that spot on the ground because it's HIS.
A couple of guys dressed up like super robots look down upon him. He motions for them to shoo and gives a thumbs up before sprawling his limbs out and taking a nice, little snooze.

Log created on 19:28:52 02/14/2011 by Todoh, and last modified on 01:40:49 02/19/2011.