Description: Zach and Damnd slug it out in the second round of the Devil's Tournament! (Draw Match)
Damnd got narrowly trounced his first round in the tournament, and is now fighting for his tournament life. With interests of making it out of this victorious, he has brought a secret weapon to this battle. Tucked in his pocket is a Glowstick, with the hypodermic needle ready to deliver a boost of the super steroid. Damnd sits on a lawnchair at the base of the monument, eating some BBQ pork rib. He seems to be enjoying himself, ignoring the spectators and camera crews and referee.
COMBATSYS: Damnd has started a fight here.
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Damnd 0/-------/-------|
Zach has no secret weapons, no desperation to bring to this fight. The facts that he is here, and did not need to be seeded back into the bracket, are something Zach regards as strokes of luck. He's /still/ not sure how he beat Guile, even after watching the tapes.
Zach's not paying much attention to the crowds either, simply sizing the much larger man up before snapping into a stance. The bell rings.
COMBATSYS: Zach has joined the fight here.
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Zach 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Damnd
Damnd looks up from his treat, and stands up, before setting the half-eaten rib down on the lawnchair. He'll come back from that later. He turns to face Zach, sucking the sauce off his fingers. "So, you de dude that beat up Guile. Dat Guile is a mean guy - he is so racist." He stretches, before beginning to trundle towards Zach. "Well, let's do dis!" He leaps forward as he curls up into a giant projectile, flying at Zach!
COMBATSYS: Damnd successfully hits Zach with Damnd Ball.
- Power hit! -
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Zach 0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0 Damnd
Zach blinks once or twice at Damnd's comment about Guile's (supposed) racism. He starts to weave his way in when Damnd pulls a Blanka. He grimaces, and the larger man slams into Zach, sending the psion sprawling.
He drags himself to his feet half a second later, shaking the cobwebs loose even as he chambers a right straight. "Right," he mutters, before throwing the fist forward. A bloom of amber energy erupts from the extended fist and screams towards Damnd!
COMBATSYS: Damnd blocks Zach's Blast Punch.
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Zach 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Damnd
Damnd bounces back to his feet from the assault, and manages to block the punch, although he grimaces from the impact. He's unfamiliar with whatever is powering Zach - maybe that was how Zach beat Guile. Damnd's hand lashes out as he tries to grab Zach's hair, before smashing forward with a headbutt.
COMBATSYS: Zach interrupts Quick Throw from Damnd with Gazelle Punch.
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Zach 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\1 Damnd
This is, in a way, /exactly/ how he beat Guile.
Zach leans in towards Damnd's grab, gritting his teeth through the pain as he wrenchs free of the grip. Damnd is left with some darkly-tipped blonde hairs in his hand as Zach simply continues into a crouch.
Golden energy flares around Zach's left fist before the psychic lunges towards Damnd's jaw, smashing that surging fist into the larger man's chin. "GAZELLE PUNCH!" roars the crowd, along with Zach.
Damnd gets smashed by the fist, one of his teeth flying out of his mouth as he stumbles sideways and backwards away from Zach. He drops to a sidelong knee, shaking his head back and forth. "Dat really hurt," he says, pulling out the Glowstick. "But I've got a secret weapon..." He enjects the phorsphorous glowing substance into his arm, his veins beginning to slowly glow, along with his eyes. He rushes forward, in a flurry of fists.
COMBATSYS: Damnd knocks away Zach with Hyper Damnd.
-* CRITICAL HIT! *-
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Zach 1/-======/=======|==-----\-------\0 Damnd
Zach takes a pummeling, before being flung across the arena. Glen finds himself staring at the clouds, vision swimming with pain. He takes some time, trying to get air in the lungs. Air is life. Air is power. His whole body takes on a faint yellow aura as he slowly sits up. He regards the referee with bleary eyes, trying to figure out where he is in the count.
He wobbles, trying to focus on Damnd while trying to get himself straightened out. Dude hits like a freaking truck, he thinks, before grinning.
He's been hit by /trucks/ before. Literally.
COMBATSYS: Zach gains composure.
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Zach 0/-------/-======|==-----\-------\0 Damnd
Damnd's bloody fists drip with Zach's life essence as Damnd, eyes and veins glowing, stalks forward. "You gonna go down," Damnd explains good naturedly. "So let's not make dis too painful for you, mon, eh?" He attempts to grab Zach, his muscles flexing with glow, then slam him backwards into the ground by falling.
COMBATSYS: Zach fails to interrupt Back Drop from Damnd with Body Blow.
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Zach 0/-------/-======|===----\-------\0 Damnd
Zach steps in, throwing a thunderous punch for Damnd's liver that goes wide before the monsterous man takes Zach for the ride. Zach lays there for a moment, trying to figure out just what the hell Damnd did to himself.
Glowing eyes? Zach's seen that before. The glowing veins is a new thing. That, plus the unmitigated rage he can feel pouring off the large man is enough to give even the plucky psychic pause.
Damnd gets up off the ground after dumping Zach onto the concrete, and rushes in again. "I'm gonna tear you to pieces, kid!" Damnd spits, feeling the drug cascading through the halls of his mind. He attempts to strike Zach with another flurry of fists, although not as hard as before.
COMBATSYS: Zach dodges Damnd's Punch Mayhem.
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Zach 0/-------/-======|==-----\-------\0 Damnd
Zach bobs and weaves through the flurry, the intensity of the situation kicking his senses into overdrive. After what he thinks is the last of the punches, Zach plants his feet. "Unlikely," is all Zach says as he twists his torso and hips, and launches another blody blow aimed at Damnd's liver.
He thinks he knows a way to turn this fight around, all it will take is proper execution.
COMBATSYS: Damnd Toughs Out Zach's Body Blow!
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Zach 0/-------/--=====|=====--\-------\0 Damnd
The fist bounces off of Damnd's body, and he sweeps around with his fist. "You gonna die tonight, boy!" Damnd screams as he swings at Zach's nose, attempting to bust it in. His veins continue to glow, those shining phosphorescent eyes shining from all the drug in the Jamaican thrasher.
COMBATSYS: Damnd successfully hits Zach with Quick Punch.
- Power hit! -
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Zach 1/-------/=======|=====--\-------\0 Damnd
Zach's head rocks back from the punch, blood spraying from a nose that must have given Damnd a satisfying crunch. He lurches back upright, looking at Damnd with emerald eyes that don't seem to focus properly.
Of course given the range, and the size of this guy, it would be difficult to miss with just about anything.
Zach pulls his right fist close to his chest preparing a corkscrew punch. At the same time that strange golden light starts to wrap around that fist, before starting to spin like a drill. Zach steps in, driving from the shoulder even as he provides extra torque with his hips. The right stright is aimed directly at Damnd's sternum, as if trying to simply punch /through/ the larger man!
COMBATSYS: Zach successfully hits Damnd with Heartbreak Shot.
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Zach 0/-------/-------|=======\===----\1 Damnd
There's a snapping sound as Damnd is punched directly in the sternum, falling backwards as he crumples around the fist. Wheezing and coughing up blood, he throws himself at Zach with one last hurrah, attempting to grab Zach by the neck and spin him around, before collapsing to the ground with him.
COMBATSYS: Damnd can no longer fight.
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Zach 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Damnd successfully hits Zach with Super Guillotine Drop.
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Zach 0/-------/---====|
Zach goes up, and comes down with cratering force. He couldn't have dodged that even if he wanted to; he had thrown everything into that punch.
Zach stares at the sky, unmoving, unreacting even to the ref's hand in his face. A ten count later, and the match ends in a draw.
COMBATSYS: Zach takes no action.
COMBATSYS: Zach can no longer fight.
Log created on 17:28:25 05/03/2012 by Zach, and last modified on 09:31:54 05/07/2012.