Description: Or dancing on ice. Mister Jones and Mister Neuer collide to answer the age old question; which improvised weapon is more cool? The hockey stick or the nunchaku? (Winner: MrJones)
It's been a...painful week or so for one young Mr. Neuer. Fighting has been very much secondary for the former Greyhound, having spent much of his free time fretting and monitoring the status of his father after the brutal grenade attack on his home. And the rest of that time?...well, brooding and trying to figure out what he can do about it. Of course, he had a support system in his former team....which is just about the only reason he's actually here right now.
He was convinced by his former coaching staff to use his NDP obligations to try and take his mind off his family's situation as much as possible...easier said than done...but he was here. Westminister Abbey...possibly the only excuse he might have ever had to visit here, and he can't really enjoy it. He's just...well, sitting at the far end of the area cordoned off by the NDP staff, trying to regulate his breathing as he held his stick with his left hand, propped on the floor. Normally, he'd have come in all nebbish...now? He's using all his focus just trying not to collapse into some attack of extreme emotion, whichever emotion it'd be.
The show must go on.
No matter what may be happening in your life, no matter how hurt you may be, no matter how scared you may feel, the show must absolutely go on.
As an entertainer, these are words Mister Johnny Jones lives by, a motto he whispers to himself every time he awakens and puts on his shades. It is why he admires Brett for coming here and dance the good dance, it's a stressful way to clear your mind from troubles, but in the end it's worth it.
Whilst the announcer screams Mista' Jones names and this is the accompanied by the roaring scream of his fans as it always happens when he hits the stage, Johnny makes a point of walking across the arena after waving a bit to have some words with his opponents. He's been keeping up with the headlines, and while he's no stranger to the violence of Metro City, he is the selfless type that prefers it happens to him than others.
"Hey, Johnny Jones, how you doing bro?" The Groove Master approaches Brett and extends a hand. "I heard what happened to your folks dawg, lemme know if there's anything I can do to help ya out, aite?"
Brett glances up, zoning the announcements and the usual pre-fight pumping up that they do for the crowd, as he sees Jones walk up to him, extending a hand. "...." He looks up to the afro'd movie star...then to the hand. To the star. To the hand. Finally, after what feels like forever, the padded glove wraps around the offered hand, shaking it and using it as a brace to push himself up with his skate too. "Thank you...."
However, the cordial nature doesn't last long, Brett quickly pulling his hand back and clasping it over his helmet. "But right now, I think both of us just need to concentrate on the fight. Thank you for the concern though," he says, somewhat hollowly, though he manages to force a small, genuine smile. The smile doesn't last too long though, as he starts to go through that familiar pre-fight checklist. The little preparation ritual that helps immerse him into the fight to come. It's familiar...and that kind of regimenting helps to distract him as much as the anxiousness over their match does.
For a moment, Mister Jones thinks that Brett will simply go to slap his hand away and go for the sucker punch as he lets his emotions of rage overpower him. It's not completely unlikely, this is a fight and it would not be the most underhanded tactic ever seen in the league, in fact sucker punches are about the tamest things one can find when it comes to the nitty gritty NDP.
After a long moment of tension, his hand is grasped and shaken causing the ex-Action Star to smile as he gives a nod. "True that brotha' man, true that." Everyone here came to see a fight and a fight was what they were going to get, formalities and supportive talk was best left for after the show.
Johnny Jones sliiiiides back as if he too had roller blades on his feet, putting a good distance away from him and the Hockey Player. Once he finds a comfortable spot, he unfurls his nunchucks and starts whirling them around expertly, sliding them under his armpit and past his back to show off his skills. After making some flashy moves, he tucks the chuck under his armpit at the ready and makes a flashy disco pose!
"Let's boogie!"
COMBATSYS: MrJones has started a fight here.
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MrJones 0/-------/------=|
Taking several deep breaths, trying to still himself and just cool down...though perhaps he starts to take it a little too far, when his breath actually seems to condense as if he was out in the winter cold itself. It doesn't last, mind, but for a moment, it's there. It does seem like the whole thing's helped him get in touch with his colder side.
With his checklist complete, Brett raises his stick high....but unlike usual, he doesn't drop the stick with a sharp snap to help psyche himself up, like he's done with past fights. He just shrinks down into a face-off stance, another deep exhale as his face tilts down...then tilts back up to face Jones. "Ready," he says in a bare whisper.
Finally, the signal comes in, and Brett is off on a hard dash, kicking against the floor of the Abbey to pick up speed on his skates and try to pivot around Jones. Just long enough for him to come to a brake and snap off what seems like a slapshot. The reel back, then crack forward of his stick ends up sending a wave of blue energy surging across the floor like a crest, whirring straight toward the afro'd fighter.
COMBATSYS: Brett has joined the fight here.
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Brett 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 MrJones
COMBATSYS: MrJones blocks Brett's Shark Crest.
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Brett 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 MrJones
Johnny Jones furrows his eyebrows as he assumes his Jeet Kune Do stance. "Cold.." He whispers to himself too feeling the temperature drop once the Hockey Fighter begins to get ready. It appears that Brett can control cold chi of some sort, this could mean trouble, the cold weather always did froze Johnny's groove in place!
Preparing himself for the assault of cold fury, the Groove Master wiggles his shoulders to keep himself nimble, half expecting Brett to go for the body check as Hockey Players are so notorious for. The blast attack caught him by surprise though and only managed to react in time by flicking his nunchuck at it, striking the chi blast out of the way. "WOO!!"
Fixing his shades, the Groove Master resets his stance and waits for a better chance to attack.
COMBATSYS: MrJones focuses on his next action.
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Brett 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 MrJones
Brett didn't stay still once he let that racing crest of chi loose, breaking into another quick dash as he tries to build up momentum, literally. Even as Jones was able to blunt the effect of the Shark Crest, the hockey kid kept moving. He was hoping to build up enough speed and find a proper line to get in and do some damage.
When Jones stays still and simply observes, obviously waiting for a chance to counterstrike, Brett circles warily...but without much options out of range, he eventually has to simply charge in and go after the afro'd fighter. Charging in, he puts that momentum to good use, as he speeds in...then suddenly drops low, trying to sweep in low with a rolling kick straight to the shin.
COMBATSYS: MrJones interrupts Light Kick from Brett with Slide Double.
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Brett 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 MrJones
Woop! There it is!
Johnny ain't gonna play Brett's game, he's kind of light weight and he ain't got no padding (no, the afro doesn't count) if Brett thought that the movie star martial artist was gonna charge at him screaming blood and glory he's got another thing coming. Sometimes waiting for your opponent to overcommit works, Jones holds his ground patiently as Brett begins to skate circles around him and charges just at the moment where Jones was expecting it!
"Whoa baby!!"
Johnny makes a little bunny hop to avoid the rather vicious damage that'd mean taking a skate to the shin and lands beside Brett who happens to be with his back to the ground. This is a great position for Johnny to put his nunchucks to good use and he swings them down at Brett's face smacking him twice across his jaw!
"WOO!! WATAA!!"
Well...that didn't go so well.
Brett tried to come in low, and hopefully get in fast enough that even if he DID miss, he'd be long and far away from Jones to avoid an immediate counter attack....not fast enough apparently. The rolling kick forward ends up with the hockey kid eating two smashes of nunchaku across his jaw. Even if he had the plexiglass mask along with his helmet, it wouldn't have done any good, the smash amplified by his own momentum as he drops down in a pained heap.
Groaning with his momentum completely stalled so early, he pushes himself up with some haste. He can't afford to stay out of this fight for too long, for personal reasons as well as the need to keep fighting. Propped up by his stick and clutching his face, the Hockey kid stares down toward the afro'd fighter...and immediately flips forward, going full committment again as he tries to somersault straight into Jones and crack him with a forward flip heel drop.
COMBATSYS: MrJones dodges Brett's Falling Star EX.
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Brett 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 MrJones
Mista' Jay jumps back as soon as his nunchuck strikes helmet covered face, not one to keep the pressure up when his opponent is on the ground. At least when it comes to grapples and the likes, while he often does go for brutal strikes like stomps and such he rather not risk getting he leg caught with people trying to go all Jiu Jitsu on him.
This often works in his favor though, if he had kept the attack up, the Groove Master would have found himself victim of a surprise attack in the form of Brett leaping up into the air aiming to smack him in the head with an axe kick. "Holy--" You don't see a Hockey Player jumping that high very often and Jones barely manages to snap out of his stupor to slide out of the way of the attack! "What's with people always going for the 'fro??" Not one fight in the NDP has gone without someone trying to hit him in the nogging, maybe it's too much of a big target.
Either way, Brett finds himself in the floor again after Johnny got out way and this time Johnny swings a kick right for his ribs! "HAII!!"
COMBATSYS: MrJones successfully hits Brett with Funky Impact.
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Brett 1/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 MrJones
Well, that went well...not.
Unfortunately, as stalled as he is, that flip forward doesn't seem to do anything, as the Groove Master managed to pivot away enough to avoid the whole thing completely. And as much as he's committed to the attack, he finds himself far too off balance to avoid the swinging kick cracking against his ribs. Even with the padding there to help cushion the blow, he finds himself collapsing to his knees afterwards, gasping as he swears he felt a rib crack. "GNnnnn..." This was not giong well at all...and as rare as it was, Brett found himself actually back pedaling, trying to push himself away long enough to get himself together and regroup. He definitely needed some kind of opening...
COMBATSYS: Brett gains composure.
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Brett 0/-------/-------|====---\-------\0 MrJones
Once again Johnny Jones leaps backwards as his attack lands, smoothly sliding on the ground almost as if he himself was skating, a practiced dance move more than likely. Flicking his nunchuck casually whilst one hand is tucked on his pocket, Johnny always keeps himself as limber and loose as possibly in a fight, knowing that the number one enemy of any fighter is getting too tense which freezes them up.
This allows him to stay alert, focused and at the ready for any movement his opponent may do, even if said movement is back pedal away.
Jones follows Brett slowly, always staying just out of range of that hockey stick. Wiggling his head to the sides as if following some kind of unheard rhythm, the Groove Master suddenly takes a quick slide forward to flick his nunchuk at Brett's face, aiming to pop him right in the nose before backing up. "WOO!"
COMBATSYS: MrJones successfully hits Brett with Jab Punch.
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Brett 0/-------/-----==|====---\-------\0 MrJones
This was definitely not Brett's usual fight, and it's hardly that his mental state necessitated this kind of fight: he's definitely on the defensive, and he's not been able to gain any sort of momentum in his fight whatsoever. Even with that break to try and regain some kind of footing, he found himself on the backpedal, and as he rises, he finds himself snapped at by that nunchaku again, unable to react in time before it smashes into his face. "Ngh!!" Reeling back, he grit his teeth, and tried to snap back himself, sweeping low and trying to reap at the Groove Master's ankles with several spinning strikes from his stick.
COMBATSYS: Brett successfully hits MrJones with Ice Thrasher.
- Power hit! -
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Brett 0/-------/----===|======-\-------\0 MrJones
Though his intent was to back away after the strike, Brett finds enough anger inside of him to push him into Jonesy's defense and really get in on the funky Groove Master. Johnny notices that the Hockey Kid has pulled out all stops and really goes in for the charge, a movement that the Funky Fighter had been waiting for the whole match.
However, he ends up guessing wrong this time and finds that it was not a charge, but a low sweep to the legs instead which ends hooking his legs up nicely and bring him down to the ground back first. "Yikes!!" Mister Jones falls, but he is quick to roll backwards and hop back to his feet not in any mind to stay in the ground with the heavy hitting hockey fighter prowling about.
Rubbing the back of his head to make sure he didn't get a concussion, Johnny smoothly slides forward again and steps on Brett's hockey stick, aiming to keep that thing in place as he delivers a piston like strike right for his face again!
"WATAA!"
COMBATSYS: MrJones successfully hits Brett with Retro Knuckle.
- Power hit! -
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Brett 1/-------/=======|=======\-------\1 MrJones
The spin keeps going as Brett manages to wreap at Jones' ankles and hook him up with a sudden snap. That's the first substantial hit he's had this whole fight, and surely he wants to keep that going!...too bad the afro'd fighter manages to stall the Greyhound Bulldog by stepping on his stick. Sure, it's reinforced so it doesn't snap...but it stops Brett cold enough that the pistoning punch smashes straight into his face and sends him lurching back with what's assuredly a broken nose. "NGHGHGN!!!!"
Hissing out his breathing wheezes from the broken nose, he tries to steady himself and gird himself. He knows he's losing this fight, and losing it embarassingly so...he has to at least make SOME kind of fight of it, but stand-up battles like this....they've always been his doom. He has to get SOMETHING going. With options low, Brett quickly reaches up, trying to swing his stick up and around, aiming to hook the blade behind Johnny's neck...and then yank HARD! Hard enough to pull him forward, and hopefully enough to leave him open for a murderous lunging elbow that he tries to plow into the actor's face. It's really his only shot left in this match.
COMBATSYS: Brett successfully hits MrJones with Sir Stanley's Crush.
-* CRITICAL HIT! *-
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Brett 0/-------/-------|=======\====---\1 MrJones
You know, normally a punch to the face meats like that is enough to down most men. But Brett ain't no ordinary man, the dude is a hockey player and he proves how tough those crazy mo' fos can be by surviving a punch from the Groove Master! Not only that, he uses this energy to turn the fight right around by using his hockey stick like a hook and reel a bewildered actor who seriously thought that was it towards him. "Oh boy!"
*KRUNCH!*
Johnny eats an elbow right to the face and this sends him rolling backwards with blood pouring from his face. "Man..." The actor goes to sit up straight and reach for his face noticing that something very dear of his just got smashed to pieces.
Well, besides his nose that is.
"Those were 500 dollars sunglasses!" The actor grumbles removing his crumbled up shades as he goes to stand up, brushing the blood out of his nose.
COMBATSYS: MrJones focuses on his next action.
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Brett 0/-------/-------|=======\====---\1 MrJones
THAT....was something long coming. Sure, Brett was probably lucky, but he got that big hit in that he was searching for, and it pays off, bowling Johnny Jones over with that elbow smash and rolling past. Knowing he's probably not going to get another chance after this, he starts skating again, trying to build momentum once more. Sure, he's breathing through his mouth now thanks to his nose, and he's already looking battered beside, even exclusing the blood pouring down his face.
But dammit, he's going to make sure he does the Neuer name justice tonight...he just needs to look for an opening....patience is a new thing, but looks like he's learning it....
COMBATSYS: Brett focuses on his next action.
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Brett 0/-------/-------|=======\====---\1 MrJones
Mister Jones sees the man skating slowly and he knows what he's planning to do. He knows perfectly well in fact! If he's not building up momentum to go for the ramming speed, it's more than likely he's waiting on the Groove Master to build momentum for him.
Wellp, Johnny Jones ain't nothing if not one to please the crowds and if Brett wants an epic showdown he'll give him one. Though knowing exactly what is Brett fishing for he ain't about to give him an easy attack.
"OOooooOoOOooOO!" Johnny Jones dashes towards the slow skating hockey fighter, doing his signature ninja run as he ducks his upper body low whilst his feet move in blurring speed as he charges. Once he has built enough velocity and closed the distance between him and his opponent, Mister Jones leaps into the attack with his left leg extended aiming to hit Brett right in the neck with a flying guillotine kick!
Better known as.
"GROOVE MASTA'!!"
COMBATSYS: MrJones successfully hits Brett with Way of the Groove Master.
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Brett 0/-------/=======|==-----\-------\0 MrJones
Unfortunately, that patience from Brett simply does not pay off. Sure, he was trying to aim for a big crashing response against whatever Jones might have ended throwing at him. Unfortunately, what comes at him is simply WAY too fast, and even at his best, Brett just can't respond in time. And considering he wasn't even at his best currently? He ends up getting chopped down in a painful way, taking that massive axe kick to the back of his neck in a way that's sure to finish the fight.
Still, despite being dead on his feet, Brett stays standing...if only long enough to stumble around and lurch enough that his skate wheels bring him forward. Finally, he pitches and turns, trying one last time to crash into the Groove Master with that somersault kick from before...but this time, falling flat onto his back, regardless of hit or miss. He's conscious...but definitely not about to fight any more after that.
COMBATSYS: Brett can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: MrJones just-defends Brett's Falling Star EX!
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MrJones 0/-------/-----==|
Huh!
Jones guessed wrong.
Woops.
A lifetime of making fights as flashy as he can even if they're not necessarily very realistic has made Jones often times fish for a big finish rather than make a safer attack. Sure, sometimes if there's no crowd to please he'll end a fight with a sneaky pimp slap if he can get away with it, but fighters like Brett deserve that dramatic clash of two fighters going full throttle at the end with all they got.
Which is why he arches an eyebrow when Brett changes course mid attack and ends up taking the guillotine kick on the back of the neck.
"Hmm..." Jonesy lands on his feet and watches the hockey player go for the axe kick again, this time around he's not as shocked as he was when he first saw him and reacts as he should have done before. He raises his nunchuks for the overhead block and makes Brett's skate bounce of the chain of his chucks.
As the hockey player falls back, Jonesy smiles....but it's a kind smile, a smile that speaks of respect for his opponent. "Good job brotha'." The actor smirks and extends that hand down again to help Brett get back up. "Don't you forget, no matter what happens..."
"Never stop dancing."
Or playing hockey...same thing.
Brett groans, sighing as he finds himself in an...increasingly familiar position. He seems rather content to stay where he is, but...well, he can't stay laying there for long. And with the offer of help back up by Jones, he really has no excuse. Taking the offered hand, he manages to slowly get back to his feet, though he's nowhere near upright. "Thanks...I guess..." he says, sighing.
At least he gets to roll out under his own power this time...probably....
Log created on 21:38:18 04/30/2012 by MrJones, and last modified on 09:34:17 05/01/2012.