Description: Both Johnny Jones and Angelo have made exceptional names for themselves, but on two very different sides of the coin. While the former brings the light down upon dastardly deeds, the latter...well, we can't pin anything on the latter, but he gives off this just sort of "villainous" vibe, doesn't he? Whether Angelo is innocent of wrongdoing or not, these two men have been pitted against one another in the heart of the old Syndicate's crime center. Not too long ago, the Harbor was alive with smugglers and such. Since Geese's demise, things have died down, but there is still plenty of evil here to find if one looks hard enough. (Winner: MrJones)
So..it's the harbor again is it? Things went rather badly for Mister Jones last time he visited a harbor. Not in a physical sense mind you, Jones walked out of that one without injuries, but he overreacted at the thought of walking about in a crime festered zone and attacked an innocent, simply because he looked like he could be a gang banger.
Never again! Thought Jones. Never will he let a human fallacy dictate his actions and judge a book by its cover! Therefore, even if he has heard that this fellow he will face soon has a dubious past, the Groove Master will not immediately jump to conclusions as he has done in the past and get all holier than thou as he had done Frank or Eiserne. In his quest to become the Grandmaster of Funk, part of the lesson is to know humbleness and not let his skill as a fighter get to his head. That is how the descent begins after all, to think that might makes right.
Walking into the harbor combing his hair with an afro pick. Tha' Jones looks about wondering where his opponent is, eyebrows raised in expectation. Just because he's giving him the benefit of the doubt it doesn't mean that this dude might not go for a sneak attack.
COMBATSYS: MrJones has started a fight here.
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"What a beautiful night, for blood."
Angelo's words are spoken smoothly from behind Jones. Punctuated by the creak of leather as he pulls his gloves tight onto his hands. In some amusing synchronicity, Angelo's last trip here had been a bad one, too. In his case, it was injury. Beaten half to death by a /police officer/. One who used /guns/ even. It was disgusting to contemplate.
Angelo's hood is pulled up, shadows cast over his face. His stance is one of energy, excitement. There's no mistaking that, the way his fingers flex and his body, underneath all that cloaking fabric, tenses. The very air around him is thick with the promise of violence. Johnny may not wish to judge a book by its cover, but Angelo's contents are exactly what they appear to be.
What must the organisers have thought, when the offer came? And to pit him against this man, this uncouth figure that is a throwback to a culture he wishes had stayed dead...
"Don't you agree, Jonathan?" The hooded figure purrs, "Please, tell me you at least see that. I want some reason to allow you to continue breathing after we part ways this eve."
COMBATSYS: Angelo has joined the fight here.
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MrJones 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Angelo
Yep, there it is. The dreaded sneak attack. Jones would like to say that he's surprised and say something like 'Oh wow! You're scared me!' or 'Hey! Didn't see ya back there, homes!' instead, Jones just sighs. Why do people always have to go and prove him right? It's like...you give a dude a chance to change and he goes and does just the thing you didn't want him to do.
Having expected the unexpected, as soon as Angelo speaks Jones turns around deftly on his heel, a 180 degree dance spin that puts him face to face with Angelo. So close almost that their noses are touches. Where other people would back away and cringe, Jonesy just stares right back into the abyss that is the man's hoodie covered face. His own shades blocking any expression that may show on his eyes.
Please! Call me Jones!" Tha' Jones' serious expression changes instantly to that of a grin, seemingly not having heard the other man's comment about blood soaked days. He /will not/ treat him as a villain, or at least, he will try his damnest until Angelo really gives him a reason. Like openly voicing that he likes to kick puppies or something.
Instead, Mister Johnny Jones Damon extends a hand to the clearly evil man, still grinning. "Don't think I've ever seen or heard of ya before in the fighting circuit. Nice to meet'cha bro. Can I call you Angie?"
COMBATSYS: MrJones focuses on his next action.
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MrJones 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Angelo
Angelo remains stock still for a moment after Tha Jones spins around. The man's words wash over him in a wave, each one just a little bit more offensive than the last. It is hard, sometimes. Working to turn yourself into the strife against which other people struggle is a long and arduous process. But, Johnny Jones is a fighter. He has to respect that. To try and see what may be made of it.
"I don't suppose you would."
There's some soft laughter, and Angelo steps backwards. The motion is carefully controlled, and he cracks his knuckles together. "MISTER Johnathon Jones Damon."
The laughter rises in volume, and he works his shoulders back.
"I would rather you call me nothing at all, but if you insist, I will bear that mark with arduous grace."
The moonlight glints off Angelo's teeth underneath that hood, as he raises his head, hinting at cold, angular features beneath.
"Now come. Validate your existence to me, 'Jones'."
He's waiting. Watching. Curious to see just how long this cheerful demeanor will last before it inevitably cracks.
COMBATSYS: Angelo focuses on his next action.
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MrJones 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Angelo
Suddenly Angelo is laughing and now it looks like both of them are having fun! Yay! Fun times!
The fact that Angelo is trying to belittle Jones seemingly goes right over his head, not understanding what the other man is implying when he refers to himself as having no name. For a vigilante, Johnny Jones is actually pretty naive. He doesn't try to comprehend what motives criminals to do what they do, he just beats them up! :D
"Aite!" Laughing too as Johnny seems to think they're both in on some inside joke. When Angelo tells him to validate his existence through fighting, Jonesy doesn't even try to take a fighting stance. He just swings a back handed whip like strike directly at Angie's nose to crush it with a sneaky sucker punch.
Just because he's a good guy, doesn't mean he plays nice. He's a fighter after all.
Which is something Angelo might appreciate.
"WOASHA!"
COMBATSYS: MrJones successfully hits Angelo with Jab Punch.
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MrJones 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 Angelo
Angelo raises his hand in defense, but the snapped punch is blindingly fast. It smashes into Angelo and the assassin stumbles back a couple of paces. Blood fountains, and though it is hard to tell with the hood up, he might actually be surprised. Still. There's no finer test of whether one is a fighter than whether one can hit with that kind of force. It seems he is going to be taking 'Tha Jones' seriously, even if he does have personal distaste for the man's style.
Pausing to crack his neck, Angelo hops backwards, and both gloved hands are raised. For a moment, it seems like there isn't going to be an attack at all...
And then they both come slashing down.
A fraction of a second later, black rents of energy burst into life, slashing downwards at Jones' shoulders, and upwards at his legs. The scything waves are razor sharp, and the sudden speed with which they come out after Angelo's relatively slow start might just be surprising.
COMBATSYS: MrJones blocks Angelo's Black Locust.
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MrJones 0/-------/-----==|==-----\-------\0 Angelo
Don't be hatin', yo! Mister Jones' style is groovy as hell and it's also what makes him such a good fighter. You never know if he's just dancing around or he's actually going to attack you.
The man's eyebrows wiggle a little at the sight of first blood. Well, Angelo did say that it was a good day for the blood to flow didn't he? No one said anything about that particular blood being his own, you know? Just sayin'
Walking almost at a leisurely pace towards Angie when he starts backing up. Johnny Jones frowns when he feels energy gathering in the air in the form of bladed like chi coming directly at his shoulders. Jonesy has no real method of dealing with energy strikes since his funk isn't quite groovy enough to shoot things of his own, but he is quite physically strong and thus he does the only, and best thing, he knows to do.
He freaking punches them.
"Woo!!" When the energy blasts come his way, Jonesy goes for the double side block to bash those things out of the way with his forearms, leaving him a clear path towards Angelo. Capitalizing in this opportunity, the funky warrior dashes forward with a flying triangle kick directly for the man's broad chest!
"HAIII!!"
COMBATSYS: Angelo counters Slide Double from MrJones with Bleeding Heart.
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MrJones 0/-------/-----==|===----\-------\0 Angelo
Angelo certainly seems to have woken up. The punch has done wonders in that regard.
Jones comes in with a flying kick, and the hooded fighter steps forwards to meet him. Turning sideways, his hand comes up, and his fingers slam directly into Jones' chest, right over the heart. There's a staggering amount of force in the blow for such a simple and smooth motion.
What's worse is that the attack actually disrupts the flow of blood briefly, and can cause dizziness and nausea in the unprepared. Whether or not Johnny can plough through such a hindrance with sheer force of FUNK, is, of course, another question entirely.
"You've got spirit, I'll give you that." The assassin says, and there genuinely isn't a trace of irony in his voice. "I suppose that is the 'funk' you are so famous for. What do you make of mine, hm?"
Mister Jones' flying kick is met by a finger jabbed to his chest. An untrained fighter may not realize what's going on, but as a Jeet Kune Do expert Jonesy realizes he's in trouble the moment he feels his heart shrink causing the flow of blood be disturbed.
"HRGG!!" Blasted away from his attack, the Groove Master lands on his back and rolls a couple of times before coming to a full stop sprawled out on the floor, coughing, winded, out of air and...laughing?
"Hahah! Joke's on you..I knew you were going to do that!" And that...in a way..is a win! Coughing and controlling his breathing enough to stabilize himself. Tha' Jones picks himself up and is back in action, running towards Angelo with energy that can indeed only be granted by this so called FUNK.
"I dunno mang." Says Jonesy in mid rush as he prepares to attack Angie again. "What music do ya listen to? Classical or some shiz?" It seems he is once again missing the point entirely. But not quite to the point where he flakes on his attack, throwing a fierce strike directly towards Angelo's windpipe and repay the favor of knocking the wind out of him.
"WOATAA!"
COMBATSYS: MrJones successfully hits Angelo with Gaudy Punch.
- Power hit! -
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MrJones 0/-------/---====|=======\-------\0 Angelo
Angelo's eyes narrow underneath his hood. Now he's not sure if Jones is making fun of him. It has all gotten rather confusing. How Jones could have known about his technique is a little disturbing... it implies that Angelo has read the man completely wrong.
Which is proven disastrously true as his attempt to block the punch aimed at his face does nothing at all to stop the fist crush the words out of him.
"Ghck."
Angelo stumbles backwards for the second time, forced to lose his footing. This simply will not do.
With a snarl, Angelo spits to the side. Perhaps chiding himself more than his opponent for his failure so far. There's only one thing he can do; despite the fact that he's badly battered, he needs to break Jones' momentum, and that means picking up the pace.
Angelo erupts from the ground, and his gloved right hand is burning red. There's no more banter from the assassin, just a furious counteroffensive to try and inflict some of that pain back to Jones. One single punch through his defenses is an embarrassment; two, and one of them with such staggering force, is downright shameful.
That burning red hand is thrust right for Jones' gut in a knife-hand. If it lands clean, it will leave a sharp echo of the slashing motion to try and carve through the funky fighter in Angelo's stead.
COMBATSYS: Angelo successfully hits MrJones with Hemlock.
- Power hit! -
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MrJones 0/-------/--=====|===----\-------\0 Angelo
Mister Jones tends to be /incredibly/ unnerving like that. It's what earns him such a bad reputation in the fighting circuit and just with other fighters in general. Sometimes it works, like in the case of Sagat forcing him to open up too much and earn him a few powerful strikes from Jones. Other times it doesn't work...like in Sagat's case again, since all that showboating and annoyance usually makes other fighters incredibly angry and they retaliate with great force.
Case in point, Angelo not liking his windpipe crushed one bit causing him to punch Jones in the abs with such strength that it knocks the wind out of him...again! "Ow!!" Jonesy staggers back, eyebrows up in surprise at how much that actually hurt and it does seem that Angie's plan is working quite well, that definitely took the momentum out of the dance fighter.
At least for the moment.
"Hold up! Gotta catch my breath, dang!" Mister Jones seems to take such a devastating strike in stride and starts jogging in place. Treating this almost casually despite having taken wounds that would normally kill any other 'normal' less funky man.
COMBATSYS: MrJones gains composure.
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MrJones 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Angelo
"You need to recover?"
The words are spoken with utter contempt. Angelo's blood is flaring, after the pain he's taken, that this man thinks he can just take a moment to beg him to hold back... and expect to have the desire taken seriously!
Angelo's fingers snap out in rapid succession. Two aim to drive into Jones' kidneys, before he spins around, and snaps them forwards again for his eye.
"This is not practice, this is not a game!"
And if he's delivered his shockingly brutal combination of strikes, he'll finish up with a powerful sweeping kick aiming to take Jones' legs out from underneath him.
"Such an admission of weakness, you practically beg me to destroy you!"
COMBATSYS: MrJones dodges Angelo's Combo Attack.
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MrJones 0/-------/---====|==-----\-------\0 Angelo
"Whatever bro"
Jonesy shrugs his shoulders and moonwalks to the side away from Angelo's hated fueled charge, having no desire to get hit on the kidneys. "Life's but a game!" He says trying to sound philosophical, and quite frankly failing miserably at considering how he looks. "A game where the goal is to get better!" The funk master notices how overextended Angelo is and launches for an attack of his own, eyebrows furrowed seemingly having found an epiphany thanks to the assassin he's fighting. Who would have thought that Johnny could be so deep!?
"Or at least, that's what they say in the movies anyhow!" Never mind...he's just an idiot goofball after all.
Since Angie seems so intent on trying to hit him on the kidneys, Jonesy decides to mimic his attacks and swing a right hook to his gut aiming for said kidneys himself.
"WOATAA!"
COMBATSYS: Angelo dodges MrJones' Funky Impact.
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MrJones 0/-------/---====|==-----\-------\0 Angelo
Angelo's blood is definitely up. Johnny's casual disdain for his little speech doesn't make him any happier, and the hooded man goes up as Johnny comes forwards. When he comes down again, he brings his arm with him, trailing an energy the same color as autumn leaves; a strange, bright, shimmering brown which crackles into being... hopefully, right across Johnny's back.
"Life is not a game, unless you choose to make it so, Mister Jones." He says, trying to recover some of his composure as he does so. "Life is ultimately meaningless for most. It is we few who can stand above the herd who define what is worthy. Why would you cheapen that?"
Yup. It is villainous monologue time already, and we're not even halfway through our life bars!
COMBATSYS: MrJones just-defends Angelo's Autumn Crocus!
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MrJones 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Angelo
Mister Jones is receptive of villains that like to keep it fresh! Well..let's rephrase that, he's receptive of their freshness, not because they are villains, because being a bad guy sucks! Thus when Angelo jumps the gun and starts spouting off a villain monologue in mid fight he makes a cool Jeet Kune Do stance and points directly at the man as if he had just insulted his funky ancestors, all badass like.
It seems that even if he didn't hit Angie with his previous strike, Jones' words certainly hurt him, at least enough to attack in almost blind rage due to Johnny being far too happy go lucky. "'Cause!!"
At Angelo's question to tha' Jones of why he would treat life as a game, the Retro Maniac responds in a far too simple response.
"High score! Duh!!"
Proving once again that a best defense is a good offense, Jonesy explodes forward directly towards the energy strike sent at him with his fist extended to punch right through it. His momentum continues and just keeps flying aiming to ram his knuckles directly on Angie's already bloodied nose! "SHOOO!!"
COMBATSYS: MrJones successfully hits Angelo with Aggressive Strike.
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MrJones 0/-------/--=====|=====--\-------\0 Angelo
Angelo's nose cracks in a rather unhealthy noise after Johnny's fist delivers a lecture on the finer 'points' of scoring. Which is to say that the blow sends him to the floor, and it actually takes him a second to pick himself back up. When he does, the assassin is distinctly unhappy.
"You're strong." He says, "But your ignorance will be your undoing."
He doesn't actually... elaborate on that. He just says it, and then wipes his nose with the back of his gloved hand. He's waiting. Watching. Trying to catch his breath again; he's been throwing himself at this man with everything he has, and it is just bouncing off. Frustrating... perhaps this damned harbor is cursed!
COMBATSYS: Angelo gains composure.
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MrJones 0/-------/--=====|====---\-------\0 Angelo
"See? For example, that's 100 points right there, bro." Part of being a retro fanatic means that Mister Jones is also quite a proficient gamer, no doubt he spends as much time playing Space Invaders as he does practicing his Jeet Kune Do.
Being a gracious fighter, Mister Beats Jones allows Angelo to pick himself back from the ground after punching him in the face, being a gentleman where other less Groovy fighters would kick him while he is down. Although he isn't a douchebag, Mister Jones isn't kind to the point where he'll simply just stand there and let the man recuperate himself fully. Cleaning his nose is all Angie gets to do before Jonesy is already once again on top of him. Speeding towards him with a flying kick aimed low, only to retract it and swing a right hook to clock the guy across the jaw!
"Tell me one I haven't heard before mang!" Because as it so happens, Jones gets told that he's ignorant all the time!
COMBATSYS: MrJones successfully hits Angelo with Retro Knuckle.
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MrJones 1/-------/=======|=======\-------\0 Angelo
Angelo hits the ground very hard indeed.
As a proper villain, Angelo enjoys high society pursuits; the opera, classical music, fine wine and theatre. He wouldn't know what to do with a space invader if one dialed him on his mobile phone, which he doesn't have. Much like he doesn't know what to do with the funky fighter punch which ploughs into his jaw and sends him to the floor.
To his credit, he does not stay down for long. Coming up again, Angelo seems to be pretty much done with talking. He's pissed off, and he really wants to bring this man down. There's only been a few holes in the funky fighter's defense, though.
So he does his best, instead, to open one himself. Running forwards, he looks for all the world like he is going to try for another gut punch...
But at the last moment, he springs into the air, and comes down from above with a lashing kick, aiming for the base of Jones' skull as he descends from the air.
COMBATSYS: MrJones dodges Angelo's Strong Kick.
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MrJones 1/-------/=======|=======\-------\0 Angelo
Mister Jones does note that Angelo has fallen strangely silent. What happened to the villain monologue about only strong people surviving? That sounded pretty cool, and Tha' Jones wanted to keep talking about that, even whilst in the midst of fighting. No worries about him missing a beat either, Jones can talk the talk and walk the walk as only few can.
Still, as epic as it would have been to hear Angelo shout his ideals of only those worthy being deserving to live with Jones yelling back with heroic passion that 'that ain't how we do mang' the Groove Master will have to settle for letting his fists do the talking.
Angelo is clearly pissed off now that he hit the floor twice as it shows by him giving Jones the silent treatment and goes to try and copy the Funky Warrior's technique of faking low and striking high. Although it doesn't seem to work on him as he waits until the last moment to duck underneath the kick.
Rising from his feet, he brings an uppercut to slam against Angie's already injured jaw and rattle his teeth!
"WOATAA!"
COMBATSYS: Angelo counters Gaudy Punch from MrJones with Jerusalem Cherry.
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MrJones 1/------=/=======|=======\=------\1 Angelo
Angelo is concentrating intently. Aside from being, you know, driven with an intense and furious rage that he has *allowed* himself to be treated in this manner.
Jones ducks, and Angelo moves with him as he hits the ground. The blow hasn't had its desired effect, but Angelo had suspected that Jones would follow up with something similar to the corkscrewing uppercut; mostly he'd guessed that he would be right on top of him after he hit the ground. Given the lack of ranged ability that Johnny has shown so far, this is not indicative of some latent psychic talent.
Angelo's fingers meet Jones as he comes at him. One on each hand, covered in a bright scarlet power, cut against the funky fighter's fingers as he rises, and Angelo shoves him backwards in a pair of slashing cuts.
"I often think, when we're taken out of our comfort zone, when the unexpected drives us to the very brink, that is when we are capable of our most dramatic victories. An easy life breeds contempt."
Ow! A finger cut! What the hell!? Jones' cringes when his knuckles connect knife like fingers that cut through his hand leaving open for another multitude of other slashes that drive him away. "Ow ow! Owie!" That phased Jonesy quite a bit, although he reacts to it almost childishly, jumping up and down holding his bleeding hand before sucking on his finger. "Okay, /that time/ I didn't know you were going to do that, heh." Concedes he as he shakes his hand to get the feeling back on it. Figures that Angelo will start talking again after he managed to hurt him.
Nodding, the retro fanatic will have to agree with such thoughts, even if they come from the mind of a villain. "Word life G. It's why I ain't sorry I left my old hedonistic life style." Hustling in the streets fits him much more.
Once Angie starts talking about dramatic victories, he grins and flicks his shades off his eyes to reveal bright brown heroic eyes. "Yep! I reckon it's about that time then! Woo!"
Also, maybe not wearing those stupid shades off his at night will make him stop getting countered all the time.
COMBATSYS: MrJones focuses on his next action.
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MrJones 1/------=/=======|=======\=------\1 Angelo
Angelo isn't even convinced that half of what Jones just said is english, let alone coherent, but he gets the *intent*. That intent is the important thing anyway, isn't it? The burning drive to be at your best and demonstrate everything you are to another. Yes, this soppy media forum prevented him from actually trying to cut out Jones' heart, he had to sign a contract and everything.
"Then I demand that you show me your best."
The assassin saunters forwards with distressing ease, considering how beat up he is already.
"I have underestimated you due to your ridiculous hair and bad fashion sense, and for that I am sorry."
Spinning, suddenly, on the spot, Angelo does his level best to mimic the back-handed nose strike that Jones had used to open the battle.
"Your funk is worthy of respect!"
... of course, if Jones is a practiced fighter, he can probably tell that Angelo is already gathering his power as quickly as he can. He just hopes it doesn't make the funky fighter's hair stand on end; that would be a bit of a giveaway.
COMBATSYS: MrJones fails to interrupt Quick Punch from Angelo with Slide Double.
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MrJones 1/------=/=======|=======\=------\1 Angelo
Show him his best eh? Well, Jones has always been a crowd pleaser and actually grins even broader when Angelo starts getting back into the fight. His over eagerness to attack costing him as he ends up running straight into the back handed punch that socks him on the nose. Although at least this time he wasn't wearing his shades and thus don't get broken.
"Urg!!" The blow staggers him a bit and he stumbles backwards, even if for some strange reason he is still smiling.
"Ow! Wait..that's not what I meant to do, heheh." The man says combing his hair with his afro pick before narrowing his eyes and takes a more serious Jeet Kune Do stance "Lemme try that again."
Wait, what was that Angelo said about his hair and fashion taste!? It sort of took him some time to fully process it.
Angelo shakes his head slowly as Jones asks for a do-over. It really is ridiculous. As though he's trying to beat his head against a brick wall. Every time he thinks he's starting to find some common ground with the man, it is yanked away. Something tells him that he is going to need to find this gentleman again, and demonstrate the difference between a fight for the cameras, and a fight for real.
He closes again, keeping the pressure on as best as he is able. The energy he had been gathering hasn't been released yet, but the opportune moment has not yet arrived.
"No."
His voice is hard, and angry, and his hand snaps out all over again, aiming to cut a nasty gash across Jones' brow, and get some more of that blood out on the air. Just because he can.
"This is a *fight*. So show me what you can do in a *fight*, not when your opponent goes easy on you!"
COMBATSYS: Angelo successfully hits MrJones with Strong Punch.
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MrJones 1/----===/=======|=======\==-----\1 Angelo
"Sheesh, I was kidding" It's not like Mister Jones /actually/ thought Angelo was going to just attack him the same way again. In fact he rather preferred he didn't as the previous attack was kind of fancy and difficult to get around. Not that it prepares him any more for the next punch that comes at him, somehow hitting him in the forehead and cut at his skin blooding him up some more. "Hrg!!" It seems that Jones is hesitant to attack. Even if he himself has no understanding of energy attacks considering his own deficiency with the things, his funky groove is in tune with all the beats that flow through the air. He can feel that Angie is getting ready to do something, just waiting on that opportunity for Jones to over extend himself and leave himself open for an attack.
If Angelo is trying to unnerve him he'll find hard pressed to knock the cool off of Jones who has held his ground against dudes like Sagat without letting anger cloud his judgment.
Instead, he goes for the traditional punch for punch as Angie socks him one and returns the blow to pop him on the temple with a backhanded left fist! "WOASHA!!"
COMBATSYS: MrJones successfully hits Angelo with Jab Punch.
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MrJones 1/----===/=======|=======\===----\1 Angelo
"THIS is your best?"
Angelo is actually insulted, and he doesn't even try to get out of the way as he's smashed again. The blow rattles his teeth, but more than that, it lights a fire in his belly.
He doesn't manage to just keep going with the offensive, he is forced to skid, but he does stay standing. And as he stays standing, the energy he is gathering becomes visible. Both his arms are glowing a bright white power.
And in an instant he lunges directly in front of Jones. He stops two paces ahead... both arms come down and across, and a bright white trail of power is left burning and crackling in the space a pace in front of Johnny Jones.
At which point the brilliant X jumps forwards a small distance, suddenly, and burning a small trail across the ground before it dissipates; hopefully mostly into Jones. But it IS slow. If he is quick, he might just punch through it again. Or dodge!
COMBATSYS: MrJones just-defends Angelo's White Snakeroot!
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MrJones 1/----===/=======|=======\==-----\1 Angelo
"Everyone's a critic..." Jones tough skin has been developed by putting himself through the toughest most nerve wracking, neck twisting, limb ripping, excruciatingly painful trainers of all. Movie critics! After weathering their assaults for years about his shoddy performance on his flicks, there's no way /anything/ Angelo, or anyone else for that matter, can say to unnerve him. Dude just rolls through the insults, much like he does blows.
"WATAA!!" Just as Angelo had feared, as the energy blast comes Jonesy's way he goes to deal with it in a way he does all things. He attacks it! Kicking the energy blast out of the way with a roundhouse before standing on his natural Jeet Kune Do stance again, just as he had done before.
Although he seems to stay in the defensive, things are drawing for too long which is giving Angie too much time to gather his energy. It'll just be a matter of time before he comes in with a blast big enough which he'll be unable to deflect with just kicks and punches.
It's now or never!
"OooOoOoOooO!" Gathering his chi, the funky warrior dashes to cover the distance between him and his opponent to launch himself at the assassin. Foot extended aimed directly at his neck for a flying guillotine kick!
"GROOVE MASTA'!!"
COMBATSYS: Angelo fails to counter Way of the Groove Master from MrJones with Deadly Nightshade.
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The one thing about a predictable result, even if it is a disappointing one, is that you at least know what is likely to occur afterwards. Angelo had expected Johnny to come at him with everything he has, and so he had prepared for that eventuality.
So when Johnny comes shouting and leaping forwards, Angelo steps into the attack, and his hands come around in a blur...
Which unfortunately is just not fast enough to pluck the funky warrior out of the air. Instead, Angelo finds himself flying up into the air, and, just like the last time he had fought at the harbor...
*splash*
Trust in the Funk and it will guide your strikes.
Mister Johnny Jones was perfectly aware of what Angelo was about to do. He /knew/ that he was just waiting for him to attack with all his might to catch him where he is at his weakest. Knowing he could do anything about it, Jones decided to attack with all his might and break through those defenses with sheer funky power alone. Screw strategy! Ain't no technique that can deal with sufficient raw power!
Slamming the blade of his foot with his guillotine kick, the Groove Master realizes a bit too late that by putting too much damn strength on the attack meant doing a potentially fatal attack on his opponent. Angelo isn't the only one that had to sign a contract you know?
"Woops, I didn't mean to do that neither!" Cries Johnny as Angelo falls off the harbor and down to the waters below as he dives after him. "Hold on dude!"
An accidental fatality is /not/ what he needs to get his career back in motion.
Time will pass, and there will be no sign of Angelo's body. This likely causes some stress! Well, nobody *other* than Johnny would have panicked at first, but as it seemed like death might actually be a possibility, everyone starts to realize just how terrible this might be.
An anonymous note delivered three hours later to SNF HQ in Southtown calls the search to a close, however.
I Live.
-A.
Log created on 11:16:40 01/21/2012 by Angelo, and last modified on 11:43:17 01/23/2012.