Description: If you can dodge a wrench, you can dodge a big oily Turk! While in a ball! As a break from the 'serious' nature of the other matches, the SNF coordinators couldn't help but slip in one crazy match, and man, they might have outdone themselves here. An enormous, fifteen-foot-tall metal cage has been prepared, as well as two sets of magnetic boots for Pupa and El Fuerte. No matter where they stand, the boots will hold their wearers down in a crazy affront to physics and perspective. But wait! They're not alone in this fight: there's another, more slippery adversary to deal with. (WINNER: El Fuerte)
It's Saturday Night Fight!!! Even though it's Monday!!!! True fighting fanatics don't care what day of the week to watch the fist cuffs fly. The stadium was packed with the deafening cheers of the crowd, having all gathered here to see the fantastic cage match take place. There's several reasons as to why it's so crowded tonight, being the slam masters arena, hosting two of the most celebrated yet relatively new wrestlers in the fighting circuit, Hakan and El Fuerte is sure is sure to attract lots of attention. The fact that the the famous capoerista girl Pupa would get to tangle with either one of these grapplers only sweetened the deal for the fans, heavy arguments of which one was better, wrestling or capoiera, already sparking in the seats. Before things get too out of control the SNF officials decide to start the match as soon as they are able, letting the crowd turn their attention away from each other and towards the oil covered cage match.
As it often happens when El Fuerte participates in any of these events, the announcer sprinkles some Spanish words here and there to give it the real feel of what is Mexican Lucha Libre.
"LUUCHARAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!"
The spot lights hit both fighters already inside the oiled cage, turning first to Pupa "In the left corner, from Brazil! The mistress of the wrench! The deadliest of dancers! Pupa Salgueiro!!!!
"And in the right corner, from Mexico! The wrestling chef! Hurricane of the Gulf of Mexico!! Eeeeel Fueeerteeeee!!!!"
Cheers and applause go for both fighters whilst the spot light turns to Hakan being in the middle of the match. "The Chaos Agent for tonight will be none other than the Oil Monster from Turkey, Hakan!! Remember! Both fighters will have to evade Hakan as he slips and weaves through them even if he's free to attack them as he pleases! In the event that either Pupa or El Fuerte get too fed up with the Turkish wrestler, this fight becomes a free for all!!"
Chaotic and out of control. Just the things that El Fuerte thrives on. Feeling in his natural environment, the luchador can be seen raising his hands up curled in fists to rile the crowd even more.
COMBATSYS: ElFuerte has started a fight here on the right meter side.
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This is the first time that Pupa is experiencing Saturday Night Fight and the young girl is smiling to push through her nervousness. There were a few notes that were sent to her before she came today. The very first was 'please don't wear a light colored shirt' which was perplexing at best. The second was that they were going to be magnetized to a cage with big boots.
Taking care to wear a darker shirt -- green to match her pants, she's been struggling with moving in the gigantic magnetic boots. They're not the worlds easiest things to move around in, and she's got to be careful not to get her wrench stuck on them while she moves.
"Okay, Big Brother! Maybe you see me on the television. Maybe you come home! I try to win this for you!"
At least gigantic magnetized boots might keep her from falling in the oil to much.
COMBATSYS: Pupa has joined the fight here on the left meter side.
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Pupa 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 ElFuerte
It has been a long time since Hakan's red mass has graced the circuits! While the luchadore and the capoeirista are being fitted for their magnetic boots, the oily giant is already in the middle of the huge metal ball! With his bare feet on the metal, his toes curl and flex, gripping between the links of metal. He has on his usual leather shorts, with its big golden chain slung over one of his shoulders. From head to toe, he's covered in a magnificent sheen, but it's clearly not enough! One hand bears a bottle of his special blend of olive oil, the thing gurgling as it dumps its thick contents over the man's turquoise hair. The other hand is rubbing it all around, showing without a doubt as to WHY he looks so smooth and shiny. It's just all over him!
"Magnate!" he answers quickly in his thick accent. "Oil Magnate! Please, get it right!" His big lips tug into a small crown at the announcers, but it quickly fades into a giant smile as the other two are ushered into the ball. "Ah, what a cute girl you are! Try not to hurt yourself, all right?" His hand slaps against his monstrous pec, sending smatterings of the oil here and there. The reason for the shirt change is now, hopefully, obvious.
"And you!" He turns to El Fuerte now, pointing with one hand while the other tosses his now-empty bottle out of the cage before it's closed. "Don't think for a moment that your wrestling can overcome Turkish Oil Wrestling! You may hope to beat up the little girl, but you shall not have such an easy time with me, my friend!"
Once both El Fuerte and Pupa are equipped with their magnet boots, the thing is closed. Workers unlatch the hooks that had been keeping the fifteen-foot-tall "cage" still, and...wait. Isn't the red guy going to get any boots? Weird!
COMBATSYS: Hakan has joined the fight here in the center.
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Pupa 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 ElFuerte
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Hakan 0|-------|-------
Fighting with these thick magnetic boots is no problem for El Fuerte, he is used to train with weights on his feet, how do you think that he got so agile after all? Trying them out a little, the Luchador finds that he can easily move through the slippery oil that covers the arena, first going on a slow walk to test them out before breaking into a quick jog back and forth to see if he can sprint at his usual speed, yes, looks like he's good to go.
Cracking his knuckles to limber himself up, El Fuerte doesn't feel like he has to go into a huge boast tonight since the announcer was doing it for him. But there Hakan had to go and invoke the Luchador's rage like that "Que!!?? What did you just say to me!?" Oh, Hakan shouldn't have tried to make this personal, El Fuerte can get awfully over excited when the pride of his beloved Lucha Libre is on the line. "You oversized pepper! You're lucky you're not my opponent for tonight or I'd squeeze all the oil out of you!" Says the wrestler making squeezing motions with his hands as the 'cage' begins to move, him remaining on his spot thanks to the magnetic boots he wears.
Turning to Pupa then, El Fuerte makes a bow to the girl with a sly grin. "Seņorita Pupa! Let's show this Easterner what our /superior/ South American fighting styles are all about shall we?"
Pupa tries hard not to find the older man telling her that she's cute to be weird. It IS weird, considering he's covered in oil and sending it all over the cage. It's not only WEIRD but it's a bit creepy.
"Things I do to find you, Big Brother."
The capoerista moves around on the cage with the metal boots. An air kick is made, her body swaying to a rhythm that only she can hear. Tucking her wrench into her back pocket so that she doesn't get it stuck to the magnets on the boots, she grins.
"Si, Mr. El Fuerte! I think this I can do."
In all of this, Hakan doesn't even notice the girl's apprehension. As a proud father, he could never do anything that would be WEIRD! It just isn't possible in his mind. With puffed chest and bulging muscles, the 'pepper' flexes in response to the luchadore's taking of the bait.
"My friend, we shall see who is the better at squeezing here!" But then, he pauses. His pale white eyes widen a little, then one of his brows furrow. As a thought strikes him, he relaxes a bit, standing upright while waving a hand at the man dismissively. "But this is not my night to shine, little man. I am simply here to make this match exciting!" All the while, the ball starts to roll off of its perch. While the other two may have magnets, Hakan has something that they don't:
Freaking. Strong. Toes.
How do you think it is that Hakan can move about in all of his oil? How could he ever find a grip on the ground when it's so slick and slippery? The answer, simply, is strong toes that grip into the ground. In this case, the stubby digits are curled about the metal links, so strong that he's even able to hold himself in place when he's turned upside-down! Show-off.
"But enough talking! We have a match to begin, or our fans will turn the channel and many babies will sleep hungry tonight!" Slapping his chest with both hands once more, he relaxes his grip on the ball...and slides down it. There's only the faintest streak of oil left in his wake as he glides, on his back, around the interior of the ball. He slips up one side, slows, and returns to the other side, constantly going back and forth along the bottom half like a pendulum.
El Fuerte would have been freaked out except that this is Hakan we're talking about, even a crazed Luchador like El Fuerte gets all kind of strange vibes when around the Turkish wrestler. He has learned not to question his motives as he wants to maintain what's left of his sanity, which isn't much to be quite honest. He's not intimidated by the bulging muscles being quite accostumed to pile drive people much bigger than himself though, in fact he's just staring at Hakan now having half his mind to just forget about the fight and tackle him instead, he's certainly chaotic enough and Hakan isn't helping. However his words are true, they have come here to put on a show, the two wrestlers can settle their differences later, maybe on a back alley or something.
"Yes! We have lingered too long! It's time to LUCHA!!!" El Fuerte claims by raising one finger making his way towards Pupa slowly at first, watching the dancing girl for a moment whilst he takes notice of the Turk standing there like bat holding himself up with his toes. Of course, it makes sense now, otherwise he would slip and fall almost all the time since he's covered in oil. Well Hakan isn't the only one that hast some impressive tricks, wait until you get a load of El Fuerte's dexterity!
"HUAAA!!" El Fuerte dashes back to gain momentum and suddenly propels himself forward doing a somersault and grasp the openings of the cage with his hands. This way he can swing his way towards Pupa like a monkey to wrap his legs around her and pull her down from where the magnetic boots are holding her, aiming to bring her to the other side of the cage and slam her head first!
COMBATSYS: Pupa blocks ElFuerte's Tostada Press.
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Pupa 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 ElFuerte
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Hakan 0|-------|-------
Have they wasted too much time? Pupa is happy to talk! Even if those she is talking to are both absolutely crazy and insane. If Pepe were here he'd likely tell her to fight and be quiet because she does sometimes talk too much, and if she wins maybe she'll get a lead to Big Brother and then she can bring him home!
Trying to think quickly when a masked man is flying at her is difficult but Pupa manages to. Barely. She swings the wrench from her back pocket to clank it against the cage to keep her head from crashing against it.
"You do nice flip, Mr. El Fuerte!"
There's a bright, friendly smile as she tosses the wrench up into the air. It ALMOST looks like she's not going to attack the nice luchadore. ALMOST. Except that the wrench is angled slightly and not straight upward for a catch. In fact! The trajectory of the wrench sends it on course with El Fuerte's head!
COMBATSYS: Hakan blocks Pupa's Bencao.
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Pupa 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 ElFuerte
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Hakan 0|-------|-------
Aside from making the match more chaotic, Hakan has taken upon himself a very important responsibility! Pupa's dancing and El Fuerte's flying are making the ball roll well enough, but the oil magnate's mass is doing its best to get it rolling FAST. Up becomes down, down becomes sidewise, inside becomes outside...but only if you have a weak stomach! The rolling motion makes his half-pipe sliding shift into more of a gravity-defying loop around the whole thing, the flash of red goes about in a big old circle...and then he strikes!
Most people would assume that the giant would go after one of the two fighters, but no. From the 'top' of the ball, his toes grip the links again and he comes to a sudden stop. With a push of the legs, he flies through the middle of the makeshift arena, right between the two of them! The thrown wrench smashes into his bunched shoulder as he rams it right out of the air, letting it clatter to the cage below. As hakan himself collides with the ball's interior, the whole thing makes a terrible lurch to the side; surely disorienting to even those with magnet boots!
"Don't you know that throwing tools is dangerous, little girl??"
COMBATSYS: Hakan takes no action.
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Pupa 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 ElFuerte
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Hakan 0|-------|-------
Actually if 'Jose' was here, he'd probably get into an insult match with El Fuerte before it finally came to blows. Seeing as they are both Mexican, hot heated and fighters, it's kind of bound to happen, so at least let us be thankful that Pepe isn't here to make things ever worse, or at least worse than they are now. All that movement does cause the cage to lurge from side to side something fierce and El Fuerte struggles to maintain his footing after landing on the ground, looking up to see where Pupa is holding herself up with her wrench.
"Heh! Gracias!" The luchador grins up to see what kind of attack can the girl provide, his eyes widening slightly when he sees her pull out that wrench and wave it threateningly. "They weren't kidding about her being the wrench mistress..." Murmurs the luchador and cringes when the tool is thrown at him. Pupa isn't messing around the bush, this is really going to hurt isn't it!? At least it would if Hakan hadn't swept down and take the attack to his shoulder 'saving' Fuerte as it were. The luchador arches an eyebrow seeing what happened and..laughs! "Haha! Estupido!" So much for giving 'gracias' to Hakan. Well he can be mean when he wants to, that Luchador.
Returning to the fight, El Fuerte dashes forward and away from Hakan in an attempt to engage Pupa in close quarters where he is sure to have the advantage. That she's so high up on the cage doesn't matter to him, El Fuerte doesn't so much as jump, he /flies/. In a single bound, the wrestler has reached the capoerista girl to grapple her, placing her head under his (slightly sweaty) armpit and pull her down back to the cage's floor, really wanting to pile drive the poor Pupa.
COMBATSYS: ElFuerte successfully hits Pupa with Quick Throw.
- CRAZY Hit! -
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Pupa 0/-------/---====|==-----\-------\0 ElFuerte
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Hakan 0|-------|-------
"My wrench it not for you," Pupa calls to Hakan as he chides her for throwing it. "It was for Mr. El Fuerte!" The rolling of the cage is making her lose a bit of momentum though, because it's very hard to move and sway when sideways, then upside down, then right side up. "I do not think I like this roller coaster much!"
It is also difficult not to be sick when the entire ball smells like greasy fries.
The only good thing about the rolling of the cage is that after the wrench hits Hakan it bounces around before dropping right at Pupa's feet. Bending to pick it up, she misses the masked man flying toward her, so it makes it CRAZY easy for him to hook her head under his armpit.
Her hat is suddenly filled with oil as her head gets driven into the slicked floor of the cage and she flails her arms out at her sides. That is her HAT. Her special HAT and it now smells like fries! She will have to work extra hard to wash it and...
Twisting to flip herself out of El Fuerte's grasp she launches her feet upward at his jaw, wriggling free in the process.
COMBATSYS: ElFuerte parries Pupa's Medium Kick!
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Pupa 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 ElFuerte
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Hakan 0|-------|-------
"Hah! I barely felt that at all!" Hakan boasts as he comes to a stop in his sliding antics. His fingers poke through the balls' links with both hands as he hangs on from the 'ceiling' like he was some sort of chimp! Or some really, really oily Blanka, and considering the way that he's keeping his balance, that may be a very apt description! Just wait, he's going to be dressed in orange tufts of hair next time and given a taser or something.
Besides, olive oil smells FAR better than the crappy, dirty oil that fries reek of...but there's no debating that it's overpowering in its own way.
"Oh! Look at you two!" He winces as the Mexican throws the girl girl, cringing with pursed lips and a narrowed eye. The ball has come to a momentary stop, but it won't take much to get it going again. For the moment, he's biding his time, finding the perfect opportunity to jump into the fray once more. In the meantime, he continues to talk; he just never shuts up. "Excellent hit, my masked friend! She won't be getting up from that any--wow!" The girl's tenacity is greater than he would have thought, but it's not enough. He's going to have to help level this field a bit...
COMBATSYS: Hakan focuses on his next action.
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Pupa 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 ElFuerte
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Hakan 0|-------|-------
Why, Pupa should come to El Fuerte's restaurant one of these days, or even better, she should have gone there to train before this fight started. Nothing will prepare you fight in a shaky chaotic environment with the scent of greasy food all over the place like Friday night in El Fuerte's restaurant since it's free Lucha Libre matches and fried chalupas night.
It may be the fact that Pupa feels so out of place here or that El Fuerte feels so at home in the ring with the scent of food, but something is clearly powering el luchador while weakening the capoerista girl. How else would any one explain El Fuerte simply backing up from Pupa's double kick to his face to instead just catch her feet with both hands? "Don't underestimate capoeristas, amigo! They're a wily bunch they are!" Laughs the luchador back at Hakan noticing how he's up on the cage like that. "But not as wily as us Luchadores! Observe as I turn her own attack against her!
With Pupa's feet on his hands, El Fuerte begins to slowly spin on his own axis to gain speed. "HRAAAAA!!!" Taking Pupa by the legs, the wrestler gives the Brazilian girl an airplane ride, spinning around rapidly to then toss her up! She'll probably crash somewhere hard considering the speed El Fuerte flung her with, though judging by her trajectory he's apparently trying to hit Hakan with Pupa.
COMBATSYS: Hakan endures ElFuerte's Fajitas Buster EX.
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Pupa 0/-------/---====|====---\-------\0 ElFuerte
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Hakan 0|-------|----===
Pupa is already feeling queasy and El Fuerte wants to spin her around and give her an airplane ride? He's a lucky man when she doesn't spew all over him! With her feet up in the air, and the ball rolling again, she goes flying out of El Fuerte's grasp and skids to a stop against Hakan, the back of her head crashing against his chest as the magnetic boots stop her from flying around and around in the oil.
"Ay ay ay! I am sorry Mr. Hakan!"
Finding it difficult still to move with the clunking of magnets against metal, she starts toward the luchadore again, stopping only to grab the wrench as it starts to slip from her grip again. An arm's length away, she swings the wrench overhead to smack El Fuerte on the noggin with it. "For you!"
COMBATSYS: ElFuerte blocks Pupa's Wrench Swing.
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Pupa 0/-------/----===|=====--\-------\0 ElFuerte
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Hakan 0|-------|----===
Oh, now this just isn't right! Sure, Pupa's got her wrenches, but she's clearly at a disadvantage here! You know, because girls are small and fragile. It's how things go in his country! His wife is an exception, of course...but that's why he married her.
But still! From overhead, Hakan can see it all. Every move, every preparation! When El Fuerte comes flying toward the Brazilian, it's time for action! Dropping down from above like the god damned Turkish Batman, the giant lands heavily enough to nearly bend the metal sphere. He stands upright as the luchadore is forced to improvise around a much larger target, his face stern and rigid. He is prepared for a little pain! As he's spun around and, surprisingly, flung, Pupa can hear a droned out "It's okaaaaAAAAAaaaaaaAAAAAAaaaaaAAAAAY!" The man is tossed so fast that he's doing loops around the circle itself, sliding on his belly with arms and legs spread-eagle. It's dangerous for him to be out of control like this...he may hit someone!
And that someone might, just might, be the Hurricane of the Gulf if he doesn't hear the greasy wheel spinning toward him!
COMBATSYS: Hakan successfully hits ElFuerte with Oil Slide.
? Strange Hit! ?
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Pupa 0/-------/----===|=======\-------\0 ElFuerte
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Hakan 0|-------|----===
El Fuerte is a person that thrives in chaos, the wilder a place gets the better it is for him! However, this oily cage may prove too loco even for the crazed luchador. Hakan starts sliding up and down and sideways all through the cage, colliding with Pupa in the process it seems, though in the case of the Capoerista girl it only sends her flying back to the ground to stir up the cage more.
El Fuerte doesn't notice this immediately though, his brown eyes are too fixed of the slippy oversized pepper speeding all around the arena forcing him to back flip everyone once in a while to get away of his path. This costs him in the end for he momentarily forgets about the Brazilian girl with the wrench coming directly towards him!
"No thanks, I just ate!" Grunts the Luchador when Pupa 'offers' him her improvised metal club directly to his cranium. With little to no time to evade, the wrestler decides to go for the overhead block and take the blow to his forearm instead. He cringes slightly, causing him to clench his teeth yet he keeps his concentration pulling an arm back, hand curled into a fist in order to repay Pupa for the pain she gave him. And that is when Hakan side tackles his legs.
"Ayayay!!" El Fuerte spins in the air sideways a couple of times before falling on his back with a wet splat of oil, shaking his fist at Hakan as he gets up. "You did that on purpose, cabron!!" As he spouts insults in Spanish, the wrestler looks about ready to chase after Hakan to attack him instead, almost as if he were forgetting about Pupa all together. But now, that would be rude wouldn't it? "Oh that's right, I'm suppose to Lucha you, not him." How about that?
El Fuerte blinks a few times, staring at Pupa for a good two seconds, before he EXPLODES forward with demonic speed going for the running lariat. Swinging his forearm at Pupa's chest to bring her down on her back hard.
COMBATSYS: Pupa dodges ElFuerte's Quesadilla Bomb.
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Pupa 0/-------/----===|=====--\-------\0 ElFuerte
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Hakan 0|-------|----===
"Thank you, Mr. Hakan!" Pupa may have thought the oily man was creepy at first, but that creep factor has dropped to just plain weird. Just because he's weird doesn't mean that she should not thank him when he's so obviously helping her out! It's actually nice of him to do so!
Blue eyes remain on El Fuerte though because he poses a huge threat to her, even with the magnetic boots. Especially when he seems to EXPLODE with scary demonic speed. Pupa does her best to get out of the way of the oncoming lariat, eventually choosing to simply drop backward. One hand in the slippery oil to keep her balance with the boots.
Once dangerous El Fuerte is past, she kicks both legs up into the air and spins around. She slides just a little but it's to her benefit as she drops one magnetic boot back to the cage and swings the other out at the luchadore's torso.
COMBATSYS: ElFuerte dodges Pupa's Fierce Kick.
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Pupa 0/-------/----===|=====--\-------\0 ElFuerte
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Spinning like a top on his chest, Hakan is just flying willy-nilly around the sphere! Just when he starts to slow down, gravity pulls him down again, ensuring his continued, constant motion. If he were a lesser man, he'd he sick by now! Ah, but Hakan, he is used to all the sliding and the spinning. For him, this is nothing! ...Nothing that coming to a stop for a few moments wouldn't fix.
"All right, that is quite enough!!"
With both hands and feet stretched out, his thick digits grip the metal bands forming the spherical cage. His lower body swings as he tries to force himself to stop, and when he finally does, it's with a sigh of relief. His eyes would be spinning if they were more than mere white orbs, but at least he's stopped. ...Too bad the ball keeps on rolling. He almost goes sliding again as he's lifted up the new "side" of the cage, but his fingers dig tight and he holds himself onto the makeshift wall. So what if he's turned upside-down by the ball's motion? He'll deal with it!
"Easy, boy, easy," he says to himself, drawing in a deep breath that puffs his chest. It's let out in a thick sigh, one meant to calm the encroaching dizziness right out of him. "You know what you need?" he asks, again to no one in particular, as he reaches behind him. Digging into the back of his pants, he pulls out a fresh bottle of olive oil! Putting the cork between his teeth, he tugs until it gives with a pop, then spits it out of the rolling cage. Ah, but as he's upside-down, the oil starts falling upward! "Woah woah woah woah!!" The red giant tries to splash himself down with as much of the oil as he can, but a lot of it is just getting EVERYWHERE. Thank goodness the other two are standing on the ceiling now, right? ...Right? Otherwise, they'll have a nice greasy shower!
COMBATSYS: Hakan gathers his will.
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Pupa 0/-------/----===|=====--\-------\0 ElFuerte
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No, that doesn't seem right. El Fuerte is pretty sure that they are on the ground right now, or at least, they are on the side that gravity favors. How else could Pupa thrown a flying kick at him after she avoided his running lariat without falling upward? "Ah! Tricky one!" Compliments the wrestler at the fancy dodge given by the capoerista when she drops on her back, soon after he too dodges her counter attack in a similar way. When that kick is swung at him the luchador merely jumps back with his hands on his face to avoid all the oil sprinkling on him.
"But not trickier than me, amiga!!" Just as Pupa is descending back from her flying split kick, the Luchador goes back into the offense running directly at her forgetting all about Hakan momentarily. And this is where oil starts raining down on his face getting his mask all covered in the slippery substance as well as blinding him. "AAGH! My eyes! Hakan, you're getting it all over the place!!!" This causes El Fuerte to accidentally increase his speed to make up for the fact that he can't see where he's going, apparently just trying to collide with Pupa, pecs first....talk about a chest bump from hell.
COMBATSYS: Pupa fails to interrupt Quick Throw from ElFuerte with Wrench Swing.
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Pupa has lost track of which way is up a long time ago. All that matters is that the magnetic boots are working and she's not slip-sliding all over the place in the oil.
Magnetic boots do NOT mean that she's not getting covered with it. What with the splattering from the attacks and the upside-downing of Hakan's newest bottle, both she AND her wrench are drenched.
Rising the drenched wrench overhead, she tries to stop El Fuerte before he crashes into her with his chest. The downside of being drenched in oil is that it's difficult to keep hold of the wrench and it goes flying around the cage, clanging and sloshing in the oil as Pupa goes flying backward from the speedy chest-bump.
Oh...is that so, Fuerte?! Well, Hakan will see about that! With one hand and one leg firmly gripping the side of the giant ball, he starts to shift. Pulling back, lunging forward, it doesn't take much to get the giant ball a-rocking. Little by little, the heavy thing starts rolling once again, and soon, he can put both arms AND both legs into it! "Climbing" up the cage, he works like a giant, shiny hamster in a wheel to get the thing spinning. Thank god for those boots, right? The oil baron lets a loud, wild laugh erupt from his lungs as he makes the stage much, much more dangerous! You want to jump? You want to fly? Just try it!
"Let's see you two try to keep your footing now, eh? I'm sorry, but I won't let you have it so easy!" Man, he's just really getting into it now, isn't he? It's not long before he doesn't have to keep running in place; the ball is really rolling on its own now, bumping into arena walls and moving off in the other direction, never giving much in the way of stable, solid ground.
COMBATSYS: Hakan takes no action.
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Pupa 0/-------/----===|======-\-------\0 ElFuerte
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El Fuerte feels collision on his chest and a body tumbling backwards as he keeps running. Was that Pupa he hit? Or maybe Hakan getting in the way again? El Fuerte can't tell until he manages to wipe all the oil out of his eyes and look behind him. "Oh I got her!" He reasons that because Pupa is down on her back right now that's enough of a clue to tell him that she ended up crashing onto his body. No sign of her wrench too, maybe he knocked it out of her hands. Good! That thing hurts.
Since the capoiersta is on the ground, the Luchador thinks this is a perfect opportunity to climb up high and slam her Lucha Libre style. Yet as he goes to climb up the cage quickly, he finds that the entire structure is shaking as well as being slippery "Woawoawoawoa!!!" Losing his balance, the wrestler slips off the cage landing again on his back. "Stop that!!" Hakan is really starting to get on his nerves now. With all the shaking and the oil, it makes it hard for El Fuerte to do any of his high flying moves. What is a luchador to do? Well, maybe he can find another way to win this one, Pupa is still on the ground after all.
Quickly rolling backwards, El Fuerte runs towards the fallen girl and simply falls on top of her top in her. This causes the crowd to go mad with cheers as they all begin to count down, only a true grappler would know that a way to rile fanatic wrestling fans is going for the pin.
"One!"
"Two!"
.....
COMBATSYS: ElFuerte focuses on his next action.
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Except!
Pupa doesn't stay still, exactly. The magnets in her boots are up in the air, and because the ball keeps spinning, she goes sliding around in the oil until the boots clang against the metal cage again and has her popping back up to something of a more comfortable stance, though she remains low to the ground... ceiling... side... wherever she is in the ball at the moment.
Twisting around, the capoerista swings one of the magnetic boots upward at El Fuerte's chest as he comes in for the pin to send him sliding around in the oil.
COMBATSYS: Hakan endures Pupa's Light Kick.
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"There, now that has done it! Let's see what you'll try --??"
That was unexpected! As Hakan is busy clinging to the rolling cage like some sort of spider, his eyes widen at the sight of the luchadore already going for the pin. How long had he be running? What did he miss? Oh god, is the fight almost over with already? This just won't stand! There's still so much film time left; so much fighting for people to see! "Don't worry, my lovely fans! I will make sure that you get your money's woooooorth!"
When the rolling cage brings him up over the other two in relation to gravity itself, the oil magnate simply lets go. Ah, but as he falls, the whole place keeps moving. He finds himself missing his mark, careening right toward Pupa's outstretched foot, and wham! Once again, she inadvertantly knocks the wind out of the poor guy. But his skin, it's so slick that it's impossible for him to stay in one place for long. Sliding off of her booted foot, his momentum continues on as he flops right onto the luchadore with all his heavy, muscle-y bulk.
And poor Pupa, stuck under the dogpile! But ah, if she's lucky, the oiled-up interior of the ball will let her pop free like a hot dog escaping cheap mustard!
COMBATSYS: ElFuerte fails to interrupt Hakan Tackle from Hakan with Calamari Slide.
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No!! No!!! He was so close! HE WAS SO CLOSE!! Why can't El Fuerte ever properly pin someone over here? It's either they're too nimble or there's outside interference, like that oversized oily pepper. He has been a thorn under his skin for too long!
The wrestler maintains his pin for as long as he can, even avoiding that kick she flings out to him and instead hits Hakan when he tries to rescue her. So much for that he thinks, except that the Easterner is suddenly sliding up again to fall directly towards him! "No! Get away!" El Fuerte demands before he gets interrupted from his pin, trying to twist to his side in an attempt to kick the oily guy again only to get sandwiched between Hakan and Pupa. "OOof!" Pupa may be under the dog pile, but El Fuerte is on his back now and it doesn't count as a pin.
Of course, they don't remain there for long and both wrestlers roll out of the way, with the Mexican luchador holding his stomach as if the air had been knocked out from him. "Okay..." He wheezes "No more tamales for you, Hakan."
A squashed Pupa is NOT a happy Pupa. The oil slips her out from under them before she gets flattened and suffocated in olivey oil. It slides her right to where her wrench is clanging around and she manages to grab it again. There's no point in trying to wipe the oil from it, because she's covered in the stuff too. It's making it really difficult to continue fighting but she's giving it her all! For Big Brother!
Swinging her foot out she makes a very valiant attempt at keeping El Fuerte down by sweeping her foot out to trip him up as soon as he moves.
COMBATSYS: Pupa successfully hits ElFuerte with Quick Throw.
Glancing Blow
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After a second or two of lying on top of the Hurricane himself, Hakan suddenly opens wide his eyes and draws in a deep breath! Immediately following that is a fit of coughing as his diaphragm strains to fill his lungs with air once again. Flipping over on his hands and knees, he needs a bit to catch his breath! "I am sorry, friend, that is not at all what I expected to--"
Wait a minute. It's difficult to tell for him, but he's moving. The coating of oil is such an incredible lubricant that he doesn't even NOTICE the fact that the ball is still spinning; he's just so lubed-up that he's hunched down on the bottom of it the whole time! Truly, olives are amazing things, to create such a feat. Well, this works out well enough, until he hits the ONE dry spot on the ball's interior! As friction suddenly takes hold, he's sent tumbling end over end, rolling in a big red meaty ball as the cage sends him toppling over and over again.
"heeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeeEEEEEeeeeeeeEEEEELP!"
COMBATSYS: Hakan takes no action.
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Yeah, sure, whatever. Like if Hakan /totally/ didn't mean to hit him. El Fuerte is going to keep his eyes on that Turk from now on, just you watch! Next time he comes flying at him, he's gonna grab him and squeeze out all his oil making good on his promise at the start of the fight. Yes, even now Hakan is already spinning out of control, but no amount of high speed will keep El Fuerte from losing track of his foe. No seņor, he's going to be ready for this one.
But why does he feel like he's forgetting something?
"AY!" Oh right! Pupa! Silly wrestler! The Capoerista girl is your foe for the night, not Hakan! He fails to take notice of that leg kicking his feet off, kind of hard with Hakan spinning and yelling like that, and he falls on his side right next to Pupa.
Sadly for the girl, ground fighting is also a thing that El Fuerte excels on and when he sees that outstretched leg, the wrestler wraps both of his legs around Pupa's thigh grabbing hold of her foot with his hands and gives a HARD twist to one side. This is so he puts her on a leg lock putting incredible pressure on her knee in attempt to tap her out.
"Say uncle!!"
Sadly for the luchadore, Pupa is all greased up now, thanks to having been slipping and sliding in the oil. So as the cage-ball rolls around again, she starts to slide away as he locks her leg up. She quickly tucks her wrench into her pocket because she needs both hands to keep her pants up. They may be ruined due to the oil, but that doesn't mean she wants to //lose// them during the match!
In an effort to ensure that she gets away from El Fuerte before any sort of clothing malfunction can happen, she snaps a kick toward him as she pushes herself forward.
"I did not wear darker shirt just to lose pants!"
COMBATSYS: Hakan endures ElFuerte's El Fuerte Flying Giga Buster.
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COMBATSYS: Hakan interrupts Snap Kick from Pupa with Fast Throw.
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Now this is just really embarassing. Rolling around like a sock in a dryer can only be tolerated for so long! Besides, with the weight of the cage and the fact that the Turk is no longer spinning it around on purpose, it's slowly coming to a stop. Another bump against the wall jars everything, and finally, things are still! Oil pools on the arena floor as it drips from the metal monstrosity and finally, FINALLY, people can find their footing.
Well, everyone but Hakan himself.
Even if the ball's stopped, he's still sliding around! Across the floor, up the wall, and coming to a slow stop at the ceiling, there's a moment where the man realizes that gravity is not his friend. There's a frenzied panic as he tries to grab onto the cage, but it's too late! Down he goes, landing next to the sexy-pose luchadore in a squishy lump. Pupa was right to get out of the way; had she still been standing there, she would have been landed on! And really, nobody likes squished girls. In no position to defend himself, the giant pepper is squeezed, his knees locked and rubbing bone to bone in the MOST uncomfortable way! It's actually rather excrutiating, which is why the man's eyes bulge and his lips seal between puffy cheeks. Were he not already so red, he would be now!
"That is IT!"
As Pupa's foot comes flying in, he reaches up and grips the girl by her lower leg. Oil or not, his grip is like the fiercest vice! With next to no effort, his burgeoning arm lifts her up and tosses her over his head and behind him, like a man discarding an emptied bottle. And the other wrestler? A bit of wriggling lets him slip his legs free, and it's with groans of pain that he stands. One hand grips the strained joint, while the other points between El Fuerte and Pupa, alternating. "I have had it with your constant attempts to knock me out! I think that the both of you need a little lesson in respect!"
...But wasn't he the one getting in the way? And isn't getting hit his role? Oh dear...
A curse on that oil! It has got in the way of his lucha for the last time!! El Fuerte is not utterly annoyed that the oil is keeping him from getting a good grip on Pupa's leg to give her a leg lock, it also looks like he's trying to pull her pants down! This is really giving a bad impression to Lucha Libre and in his mind, this is all Hakan's fault! "Caramba! Hold still chica! I'm not trying to---" But what's this? Hakan nicely puts himself on the way of his hold causing the wrestler to get an evil grin. That leg lock turns into a leg snap and he gleefully puts more pressure into the knee joint to hurt Hakan. He was going to take it easy on Pupa and just have her tap out, Hakan will have no such luxury!
It takes more than that to defeat the oil magnate for sure, he wouldn't have it any other way! So it's with a smile that he receives Hakan's challenge!
"I was hoping you would say that!!" Now he has an excuse to attack him, an opportunity that the Luchador doesn't waste as he completely seems to ignore Pupa now to charge for Hakan and swing a fist right for his red face!
Pupa finds herself stuck in a vice grip, and tossed away from the oily man as though she were nothing but trash. The girl finds herself on the oil slicked floor of the cage, blinking a few times. Is he talking to her? But she's never intentionally attacked him at all! He just slip-slid into the way of her kick!
"Sorry, Mr. Hakan!"
At least she's respectful enough to apologize!
The luchadore seems to be ignoring her completely which works just fine for Pupa! She takes a moment, waiting until El Fuerte is right up swinging at Hakan's face. So rather than kick high like she might normally, she moves as quickly as the magnetic boots let her and slips behind the masked man. Dropping down low, she breaks into something of a breakdance as she sends three low kicks toward El Fuerte's legs, the very last kick meant to be the hardest which will send him even CLOSER to Hakan, and further from her!
COMBATSYS: Hakan blocks ElFuerte's Quick Punch.
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You know, sometimes, all it takes is a little courtesy. When Pupa, that sweet little girl, says she's sorry? The father of seven just can't find it in his heart to stay mad at her. His pointing finger droops and his irate expression withers, just like that. "Oh, I know you didn't, little girl. I just got a bit excited, I--what in the devil?!"
His change of heart is interrupted as the luchadore comes leaping in, eager to put a hurting on dear old Hakan! He bends a little to the side and his arm lifts up, catching the fist right in the meaty part of his shoulder. Well, maybe not CATCH, so much as "feel a slight impact before the whole fist goes sliding off of him like that one guy in Kung Fu Hustle".
"Very sneaky, my friend, but today will not be your day!" Even as Pupa comes in to try and batter the Mexican from below, he attempts to wrap his giant arm around the one that just tried to strike him! If he can get a hold of the man's arm, then it's going to be a very, very terrible time indeed. The other hand reaches out for his belt and he spins. Oh, does he spin. Whirling on the balls of his feet, the magnate seeks to whirl El Fuerte around with such force that, when he lets go, the poor guy will be sent spinning around and around and around the cage, like a ball let loose on a roulette wheel!
COMBATSYS: ElFuerte dodges Pupa's Breakdance Kicks.
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COMBATSYS: ElFuerte blocks Hakan's Oil Coaster.
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Hakan may be forgetting that there's no time for heart warming feelings in the ring of LUCHA! Pupa's apology to the red wrestler couldn't have come at a worst time, El Fuerte is far too focused to apologize, far too eager to prove the true might of Lucha Libre Mexicana to stop, far too enraged to even let the windmill kicks from the Capoerista interrupt his charge. Almost without thinking he's jumping over those legs to hit the muscled Turk on his shoulder, not the target he intended to but if feels to land a hit on him nonetheless.
"Vamos! What are you waiting for!?" He goads him still even before retracting his attacking arm which costs him! "Ay no!" His muscled arm is quickly encircled with an equally muscled, yet slightly more oiled up, arm as he sent for a ride, spinning and spinning around building up momentum for the inevitable throw.
One thing however. You know that oil? The one that is currently covering El Fuerte, Hakan, Pupa and pretty much the whole stage? Yeah, that works both ways. In mid spin, the Luchador manages to slip out of the Turk's hold and just slides directly towards Pupa for a collision course "WATCH OUT!!"
This fight is turning more of a 3 stooges montage with all the indirect hits.
COMBATSYS: ElFuerte successfully hits Pupa with Tostada Press.
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Erp!
Pupa does try to get out of the way of the slip-sliding luchadore but she winds up pressed to the side of the cage regardless. "No! I refuse to wind up like this! Big Brother I hope you are watching!" This is most definitely the weirdest, oddest fight that Pupa has ever been part of. Now in order to get away from the press of El Fuerte against her she needs to flail and, well rather than try another capoeria kick at him she takes a deep breath. Then she just shoves him as much as she can with her hands slipping over his shirt. There is far too much oil involved in this fight and she's sure if she didn't have the magnet boots she'd be falling on her face as she shoves at the man, trying to send him to the other side of the cage.
"Big brother? Who are you talking about?"
Okay, so Hakan's launching of the lucha won't exactly win any awards, and he might wince when he collides with Pupa instead. But you know what? Those kinds of things happen when you go up against Turkish wrestling! Taking the impact as a victory, the red giant lifts his massive arms and flexes, sending a jingle-jangle through the chain running across his chest. Oil: 1, Everyone Else: 0! Ah, but in no time, he's left alone again. It's quiet over on his side of the cage. Far too quiet.
"Wait, what about your-- What is his-- Look, I am talking to--" He just can't get a proper question in with those two flirting by themselves! His blood rushes as the simple act of not paying attention to him twists into something like being ignored, and THAT gives way to pure insult! Perhaps it's different, south of the equator, but in his land, it's rather rude! The whole mess is blown way out of proportion in the man's head, which leaves him but one recourse: to force his way into the conversation. The problem is, when you're as big as he is and as easily riled, he has sort of a..problem holding back. Thrusting a hand out, all he wants to do is push Pupa to get her attention, but it's a full-blown assault!
COMBATSYS: ElFuerte dodges Pupa's Medium Throw.
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Actually Hakan does bring a good point, surprisingly enough...
"Hermano? You must be confused chica, I'm not your brother." El Fuerte isn't sure if Pupa is talking to him at first. He did know that the Brazilian girl was known to be hanging around some Mexican guy known as Pepe, maybe she has her Mexicans confused or something? It is none of his concern though, he is focused on his target, that being of course /Hakan/. So what if Pupa is 'technically' his opponent for the night? As he had said at first, Hakan's mistake was to make this personal and if he can slam the Turk wrestler out he'll consider this night a win no matter the ultimate outcome.
"HRUAA!" Pupa shoves the luchador alright, but rather than falling on his face El Fuerte simply makes a long backflip to slam the magnetic boots on the side of the cage and wait for Hakan to approach. When he is within distance he'll be jumping directly towards him with a downward elbow smash right for his head! "HRRRR!!"
COMBATSYS: Pupa dodges Hakan's Hakan Spear.
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Facing Hakan, the young Brazilian smiles almost sadly at him. His thrusting hand is spotted, and she drops to the side before popping back up.
"My Big Brother! He is gone! Maybe being on the television will make him see the error of his ways!" The words are halted a little, like she's a bit uncertain of them, but eventually they make it out properly. "Pepe is helping me!"
Try to find her brother and bring him home, that is.
Cartwheeling toward El Fuerte, she nods. "You are not Big Brother!" Then she proceeds to perform an outside-inside crescent kick to try to distract him from hitting the weird-but-nice oil-man, only she gets oil in her eyes and winds up sending the kick to Hakan instead! Oops!
COMBATSYS: Hakan endures Pupa's Medium Kick.
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COMBATSYS: Hakan interrupts Strong Punch from ElFuerte with Oil Dive.
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Ah, it makes sense now. Thankfully, the girl is swift enough to move out of harm's way, but he got her attention, which is all Hakan wanted. He stands (okay, more like towers) next to her, drawing his arm back while taking in her explanation. And then, a quizzical look mars his features. His brows furrow and lips tug into a frown, a hand lifting up to scratch at one of the intricate swirls of turquoise-colored hair. "So why don't you just go to--"
What devilry is this?! In the middle of the fight, Hakan is trying to have a conversation, and suddenly...the girl's kicking at him?! Instead of cowering away as the foot swings closer, he apparently finds it more important to keep talking, just faster. "gofindthepoliceinstead??" With that one rushed breath, he forces out the suggestion before the lass's kick smashes into his side with surprising force! His un-magnetized feet don't keep him from sliding across the floor of the ball-cage, right into El Fuerte's trap. It's like they planned this or something! By ah! They will not defeat him so easily! He is now wise to their wiles and trickery. It's time for JUSTICE!
Once more, El Fuerte feels the futility of trying to beat the giant's muscles directly. It's like slamming wetly into a wall of iron, one that barely yields! He doesn't even seem to care about the elbow; all he wants to do is get his big arms around the lucha for a great, big hug. Awww.
But wait! The embrace quickly turns sour as the Turk squeezes his prey! With one hand gripping the other's wrist, he holds tight while his toes curl and grip the metal links anew. With a deep breath that further crushes his captive, the red baron launches off, spinning lengthwise! The ball starts to roll again as the pair spin again and again and again, each revolution grinding the Mexican against the metal grating like so much cheese! When he's finally let go, the both of them continue gliding, swooping up and around like two beans jumping around a gaping bowl.
Oh! Okay good! El Fuerte was suddenly worried there that he had a long lost sister that he didn't know about and didn't properly introduce to the ways of Lucha! He would have never forgiven himself if that was the case, he has made sure every single last one of his family have exposed to Lucha, and this is probably why you never hear about El Fuerte's family..
Still, heart warming means little to El Fuerte when he is in the ring. Particularly so because he's currently given a bear hug by the big, muscled, well oiled man (which creeps him out a lot more than it pains him) and the wrestler is quickly being rolled around the oil covered cage to slap repeatedly against the cage like that. He's not some kind of latin spice Hakan can just add to this chaotic recipe, he is /El Fuerte/ and he shall not be treated in this manner.
"Let go!!" Demands the Luchador as he manages to slide an arm out of that oily hold to ram it against Hakan's face in an effort to 'persuade' him into releasing him.
"I am sorry, Mr. Hakan! I got oil in my eyes!" Pupa rubs at her eyes to make her point, and then glances at the two men. "Why don't I just go to what?" The Brazilian girl really IS curious as to what the oil man was going to say, if only because it might help in her search!
She's not forgotten that she's in a match, so she glances at El Fuerte and then cocks her head to the side. With a smile, she attempts a similar breakdance move to moments ago, but this time! This time she's flying up into the air, not caring that she's got magnetic boots on, and attempts to send El Fuerte flying away from her as she suddenly clings to the ceiling of the no-longer-moving cage-ball.
COMBATSYS: ElFuerte successfully hits Hakan with Tepache Bomb.
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Oh, Hakan would like to answer. He would like to answer so very much! But the luchadore is loud, and all the spinning makes all sound just WEIRD, like a siren constantly zooming in closer before running far away, over and over and over and OVER again! Pupa's excuse and question sound like little more than warbling as he tries to grind El Fuerte to a pulp, but he is a man almost a slippery as he! When able to wrest an arm free from his mighty grip, that's all it takes to break the unbeatable hold!
SMACK.
Now, he wasn't expecting that. Not at all. Apparently his weak point, the arm in his face crosses his eyes (through who can tell with blank eyes like THAT?) and his neck slackens. Just like that, the giant is obviously knocked unconscious, but his grip doesn't falter completely. It loosens a little, but now, there's no one to stop this freight train! Tumbling wildly out of control, the spinning man flips and sweeps, arms increasingly spreading outward...and right toward poor Pupa! Look out, little girl!!
COMBATSYS: Hakan can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Pupa successfully hits ElFuerte with Parafuso.
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In El Fuerte's own words. That was /muy delicioso/. There's a look of pure satisfaction on the luchador's face when his hard elbow solidly collides with Hakan's face in mid spinning. The Turk's grip is solid and maybe he could hold on to a lesser foe even if he was unconscious, but not /EL FUERTE LUCHADOR/ one little slack on that grip is all he needs to quickly slide away from that grasp and though Hakan is still sliding up and away due to his slippery oil, El Fuerte is back to his feet with a cocky grin on his face.
He raises his arms up in victory to give a mighty yell. "LUCHAAAA-ACCK!" Oooooh...right, the Capoerista girl is still there! El Fuerte still has to learn a lot about fighting, even if the honor of your style has been defended you still have to keep a watch out for other opponents.
The wrestler takes the kick right in the chest causing him to stagger back looking at Pupa with pure disbelief. The air has been knocked out of him too many times, he feels himself staggering and ready to drop from exhaustion. "No...it can't...be!!!" Cries out the grappler as he rushes for Pupa swinging a fist at her face with all the strength he has left!
COMBATSYS: ElFuerte successfully hits Pupa with Quick Punch.
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COMBATSYS: Hakan successfully hits Pupa with Oil Slide.
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Pupa sees a fist coming for her face and tries to dodge! Only to see Hakan coming at her like a freight train.
There is absolutely NO way to avoid both.
And so Pupa is crushed between punches and bodies and it looks like she might just have seen the last little bit of day.
Except that's just more oil in her eyes and she's quickly wiping that away with her wrist bands.
Cartwheels start then. Cartwheels directed at El Fuerte! Many, many cartwheels which first strike him as an overhead attack. No less than FOUR cartwheels aimed at his head and shoulders.
Then, just to be INSULTING, she finishes her cartwheels with a double smash of her wrench to poor El Fuerte's head!
COMBATSYS: ElFuerte dodges Pupa's Au de Aco.
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"No.."
El Fuerte is bruised, tired, sweaty and more importantly, covered in oil. Even after his fist connected sending Pupa directly towards the unconscious Hakan, there was cheer from him. Far too much energy had been spent defending the honor of Lucha Libre, he did his duty as a wrestler and protected his south american style against an easterner style. He could now hold still and let a fellow south american take him down, correct? No honor would be lost to a cousin, he could finally rest.
"No..."
As those cartwheels comes closer, El Fuerte's eyes grow wider, wilder, full of energy, the Fuerte everyone knows and loves(?).
"NOOO!!" He cannot lose! He must prove that Lucha Libre is superior not only to Oil Wrestling but to Capoiera as well, and to all other fighting styles! Lucha Libre must be the best that there is and ever was, the pinnacle of fighting techniques!!
"HRAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!" With a roar, the wrestler actually goes directly towards Pupa to catch her in mid cartwheel when she's upside down. Lifting her up in the air as he spins around, almost looking as if he's taking a page off Zangief. But he wouldn't outright copy another wrestler's move, he has his own twist on it! Bringing Pupa back to the ground upside down, he rams the girl's shoulder on his knee to injure her whole arm. He really doesn't want to get hit by that wrench anymore.
"LUCHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!"
COMBATSYS: Pupa dodges ElFuerte's El Fuerte Dynamite.
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The luchadore looks like he's down. It looks like Pupa may just win for her Big Brother! Then the man is up again and he's dodging the cartwheels which leaves her a little baffled. But Pupa doesnt't have a whole lot of time to be baffled because the luchadore is roaring at her and coming toward her. Even though she's upside down, she manages to set a hand down into the oil and avoid him grabbing her.
"Ay ay ay!"
Then she slips down into the oil and sputters a bit, looking extremely tired and worn.
It doesn't mean she's completely down and out though! She tries again to swing her wrench at the luchadore, sending it careening on a course with El Fuerte's head.
COMBATSYS: ElFuerte parries Pupa's Wrench Swing!
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Pupa 0/-------/--=====|==-----\-------\0 ElFuerte
That.Stupid.Freaking.Oil.AGAIN!!???
When he gets back to his restaurant he's going to have to toss out /all/ the oil he finds. He doesn't care he needs it to cook must of the stuff, El Fuerte is just going to have to make do, somehow, it'll be interesting to find new and fun ways to replace oil on his cooking.
Right now though, El Fuerte is not all too happy that this Pupa girl slipped out of his hold because of the oil. Landing on his feet, the wrestler glances over his shoulder to see that wrench flying his way. Now he remembers why he wanted to injure Pupa's throwing arm, defending the honor of lucha libre or not, he just didn't feel like taking a wrench to the face tonight...he just didn't!
"No gracias!" Mutters the wrestler as he avoids the projectile and dashes once again towards Pupa like a madman "I'm sorry! To you and your hermano! But I must win!" He must prove to all the worth of Lucha Libre!
Jumping towards her, the wrestler simply goes to flatten her against his body, hold her firmly and go once again for the pin.
"One!"
"Two!"
......
COMBATSYS: Pupa blocks ElFuerte's Fajitas Buster EX.
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Pupa 0/-------/-======|===----\-------\0 ElFuerte
Oil, it is the devil.
At least it is the devil in this instance! At least she doesn't have the same issue as El Fuerte with having to do away with all oil! Granted, she may never eat fries again, because the smell will make her nauseous, but she's not going to do away with all fried foods!
Flattened under El Fuerte, Pupa frowns. This is not how she wants to be on television for Big Brother! She must fight and struggle and...
Well then she's kicking out at the luchadore trying to send him airborne so she can get up to her feet and bash him with her wrench one last time!
COMBATSYS: Pupa can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: ElFuerte dodges Pupa's Breeze Dancer.
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|===----\-------\0 ElFuerte
Pupa struggles, flings her kick about trying to get out of El Fuerte's grasp. He can feel her will to fight, her desire to find this lost brother of hers and bring him back to safety. He can respect that in a fighter, yet his foolish pride won't let him release her. If it were him, he thinks, he wouldn't want another fighter to throw the match simply because they felt sorry for him. No, it must not be that way, Pupa must prove herself the warrior that she is as warriors should, he would never insult her in that matter by simply rolling away. Thus El Fuerte notices that she's trying to reach for her wrench and kicks it out of her grasp. "I'm sorry, chica."
"Three!"
*DING DING DING!*
That's it! It is over! The crowd bursts into a deafening cheer which drowns out El Fuerte's own sigh of relief. Slowly he begins to stand up, with great struggle to his movements, but he doesn't cheer or celebrate with the crowd. He gives Hakan one look...who apparently is still sliding about even though he's unconscious..before turning to Pupa, smiling and offering a hand up to her.
"You fight very well Senorita! I'm sure that with your skills someday you will find your brother."
Log created on 18:33:56 11/28/2011 by Pupa, and last modified on 19:55:35 11/30/2011.