Description: The Saikyo-Ryu Dojo. Two old friends (Sakura Kasugano and Blanka). An epic fight. Who wins? Everyone! (Winner: Draw)
SAIKYO!! ... or not. Hey, Sakura only took correspondance classes! But... hey. Dan's a friend, and he's fallen on hard times, ever since, uh, he started the dojo. So staging a fight in the Saikyo-Ryuu dojo isn't something she'd say no to. And, besides. Blanka is a friend, too. A weird one, but, well, when she has friends like Kei, she needs weird friends, like Hinata, Akira, Blanka... Natsu... come to think of it, -all- her friends are pretty messed up... Sakura is left briefly to wonder what, exactly, is Kei's damage, as she walks into the somewhat-shabby Saikyo-Ryuu dojo.
Already the cameras are set up, a few benches filled with, well, some of her friends and some really dedicated fight fans, to whom Sakura gives a friendly wave, one and all. Naturally she's got on The Uniform for this, resplendently washed -and-, thoughtfully, protected against stains with Scotchgard, because otherwise she'd go through hundreds of the things in a year, and even if her fighting career provides for a better life than she'd ever have had otherwise, she doesn't want racks and racks of school uniforms.
Waiting for Blanka, she reflects on how long it's been since she last saw the big green lug, and she grins to herself about it. Already she's getting pumped up for the fight, mentally, at least, as she goes through her typical pre-fight ritual--from top to bottom. Check the hachimaki, check the neckerchief, tighten the gloves, make sure the shoes are secure... yep.
Now all she needs is her opponent. She's not quite ready to start shilling Saikyo to the audience, and besides, Dan thoughtfully put stacks and stacks of flyers just about everywhere anyways... ... and all in pink.
Who doesn't love Saikyo?! Everyone should love the martial art that provides for good health, long life, inmpressive physical prowess, and plenty of OYAJIIIII! Blanka doesn't actually practice the style, but he, well.. he hangs out with Dan a lot. He's absorbed a lot of the philosophy - at least, the best his beastman mind can understand it, and when he was given the opportunity to bring a little more publicity to the sleepy dojo, he leapt at the chance! He's no where to be found during the setup, possibly due to a over-meloning from the day before, sleeping off the sugar crash. From a hammock in Dan's room, he hears the setup of cameras, and shocks awake! *bzzbzzzbzz*
The slight flickering of power in the main room is probably a indicator that Blanka is about to appear, and it certainly is proven to be the case after the door to Dan's room bursts open, and Blanka tumbles out arms akimbo, the sleevehole of one of Dan's spare gis stuck around his foot. Blanka doesn't notice this at all, and just ends up coming to a halt on the tatami, stretching and letting out an impressive 'AWHROOO!' for the cameras and the fight afficianados. Sakura's given a thumbs-up and a friendly grin, the fierce jungleman loosened up and moving his arms in a sway to get ready for the action to come!
COMBATSYS: Blanka has started a fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Sakura has joined the fight here.
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Sakura 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Blanka
"Blanka! Hey!" Sakura gives her own thumbs-up and grin, and then, as Blanka gets loosened up, Sakura does too, doing a couple of stretches, and then her trademark 'flourish'--left jab, right straight, high front kick and a nice, sharp kiai. It looks almost comical, don't it--big, bruising, green jungle man vs. petite schoolgirl...
But people who know fights know that both are fierce competitors and, at least in Sakura's case, a lot more than they appear to be. One of the officials signals all-clear to the referee--not that he's going to be doing anything other than staying out of the way--and he nods, and goes to the center. Ref looks left--at Blanka. Then right, at Sakura. He waits a tense moment, left arm raised up...
...and then he chops it down and LEAPS back. "FIGHT!" That's the signal and Sakura was ready. She doesn't hesitate a moment to leap to the attack, literally--pushing off with her strong legs, and coming in with a flying punch, her right hand swinging out and down for the side of Blanka's face, to be followed up with a quick left to the chest!
COMBATSYS: Blanka blocks Sakura's Medium Punch.
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Sakura 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Blanka
Comical and 'Blanka Fighting' tends to be a very common thought train. Sakura's given the respect she deserves, though - her career and accomplishments far outstrip Blanka's, and he knows that she's probably a stronger fighter than he is at this time. It won't stop him from giving his best, though! As she proceeds with the punchin's, Blanka's movements becomes more fluid, loose. He brings up his forearms into a boxer's guard, to let the impact of those gloved fists thud off his thick skin. One, two, the echo of impact and slap of skin being hit rolls through the dojo.
Up-close, the size difference is even crazier, but Blanka still acts wary - turning and bobbing, weaving like a professional prize fighter. He fakes a few jabs, then drops down to a crouch, and makes a long low swipe at Sakura's feet, trying to throw her off them!
COMBATSYS: Blanka successfully hits Sakura with Quick Throw.
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Sakura 0/-------/-----==|==-----\-------\0 Blanka
She'd forgotten just how -fast- the big guy can move. Her first thought is to jump--the second to stop the arm--but she fails at both. Fortunately she doesn't have -that- far to go, standing to ground, and the impact is pretty hard but not -terrible-. She rolls away quickly, popping back up onto her feet with a grin. "Good shot, B," she says, thumbing her nose as she considers her options for a moment--not even doing so consciously, just... thinking at an instinctive level, pathing out how the fight might go.
The building is not a super-tall one, but then, Sakura isn't super-tall either, and so when she moves in on Blanka, leaping upwards, kicking her legs out like a cheerleader, there's actually plenty of room as she tries to smash her doubled-up fists into the top of his head--not once, not twice, but three times, solid impacts enough to actually bounce the big guy off the floor.
If she misses? Well then she gets to look silly for a moment as she skids to a halt, flailing her arms.
COMBATSYS: Blanka fails to interrupt Sakura Otoshi from Sakura with Vertical Rolling.
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Sakura 0/-------/----===|===----\-------\0 Blanka
Aww-yeah! Blanka lets out a little huffed 'Aroo!' as he trips up Sakura, big toothy grin all the wider as he gathers himself into his fighting crouch. She's fast too, though - and when she rushes in towards him, he's caught momentarily flat-footed. When she's airborne and that first overhand fist strike comes in, well - what's a Blanka to do!?
Quickly, Blanka springs upwards to meet the strike, his body compacting into a ball and spinning fast enough to make him a blur. Sadly, his weight distruibution is off, thanks to Dan's gi still stuck around his foot, the pink fabric surprisingly heavy. Instead of blowing through Sakura's strikes, Blanka is bounced once, twice, three times, rebounding off the floor after each one, the third and final attack sending him backwards and into a stack of flyers. As he gets back up, his eyes and feet are a little wobbly, and somehow he's managed to be wearing the gi jacket normally. "Bl... Blanka no basketball." He says, then staggers forwards into fightin' range again, full of intense intent!
After the third strike, Sakura bounces away from Blanka, using the momentum gained from her last strike, and she makes it to the far wall before planting her feet against it, pushing off, and arcing back the way she came--to land in front of Blanka. "Heh. That was a good call though," she says, casually. This is less a televised fight, to her, than a sparring match with an old friend, and one she happens to be enjoying.
About a good, oh, ten yards away, Sakura grins again... and then starts focusing her power. Harnessing her inner strength is, well, one of her strengths, and she's using it to the fullest of her abilities, building power--a quick, whipping cyclonic wind bursting up around her feet, sweeping away of grit and dust off the floor in a sudden swirl, the buildup not visible, but almost tangible... and she's shaping the force already, not just building it up and storing it...
COMBATSYS: Sakura brings her inner strength to bear!
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Sakura 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Blanka
Blanka's amused by the praise - the fight certainly fun, though difficult. Sakura's not going easy on him, either - just the way he likes it! As she gets her space, he shakes the cobwebs out of his noggin. When he looks up again, he can see the whoosh and the flutter of her skirt - that's danger abrewin, and Blanka needs to think fast!!
Hunkering down, Blanka rushes towards his opponent, clearing the yards in a blink of an eye - he's fast when he needs to be, even though he's a huge, huge man. He comes in low, aimed for Sakura's ankles - trying to take them out and snap her connection with the ground, as if by keeping her from centering herself, he might be able to stop the beating that is about to commence!!
COMBATSYS: Sakura blocks Blanka's Amazon River Run.
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Sakura 0/-------/-======|====---\-------\0 Blanka
One of the advantages--and maybe, in some ways, the disadvantages--of having fought one person so many times is familiarity with their attacks. Naturally, every style has its unique things as well as things held in common with others, and Sakura has a pretty good head for remembering these things. So when Blanka does that low slide--attempting to hammer her ankles out from underneath her--she drops, to one knee, thrusting her tensed forearms in the way. The impact still slides her back a little bit, but it's definitely preferable to getting dumped on her butt again.
She doesn't quite rise from her full crouch--only makes it halfway up before all that power she was building surges, an a familiar phrase is shouted in her high, clear voice, tinged with a bit of unearthly echo as she throws her hands outwards, one high, one low, and unleashes power in the form of a projectile of pure chi, cored white with an electric-blue tinge at the 'edges', as if blasted forward by the shout she unleashed: "HADOUKEN!!!" Clearly, she isn't holding anything back, and she doesn't expect, or want, Blanka to do the same.
COMBATSYS: Blanka blocks Sakura's Empowered Large Hadouken.
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Sakura 0/-------/-======|=====--\-------\0 Blanka
As his feet hit forearm guards and not shins, Blanka realizes that this is a bad idea. Getting in close means 'no room to dodge', and it's not like she wasn't telegraphing exactly what she was doing. Whoops! Blanka's got no space in which to escape, so all he can do when the blue-white ball of power erupts out of the arms of his challenger is cross his arms in front of him and hope to weather the storm. And a storm it is, pushing and sliding him backwards over the mats, his feet gouging furrows as he's moved towards the edge of the dojo. As it fades out, he opens one gold eye, as if trying to make sure he's still standing. Whew!
"Two can play that game..!" he declares, Blanka slapping his hands against his thighs, then beating his chest in a primal display of power. He inhales deeply, as if trying to get his own untapped power out into play. Finally, he brings his hands chambered to his sides, lunges them forwards - and falls into a bouncing tumble that rapidly picks up speed and strength, aimed right for Sakura's midsection, the giant beast curled up into a orange, green and pink ball! "AROOOKEN!"
COMBATSYS: Sakura parries Blanka's Rolling Attack!
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Sakura 0/-------/-======|=====--\-------\0 Blanka
They* say that Blanka once learned some of his techniques from watching capoeristas work. However, Sakura's never seen a capoerista do what Blanka does. That whole 'rolling your body into a ball' thing isn't so unusual. Being able to do it and fling one's self -through the air-... that is. But Sakura's seen it before--no guarantee of success, knowledge, but it does help! Tensing, she jumps up and, with eerilly perfect timing, puts her hands down just as Blanka passes underneath her--leapfrogging him.
As she lands, she spins around to face her opponent and friend and, needing to take advantage of the situation, lunges to the attack. It's only a couple of steps before she really does so--closing in with Blanka then throwing herself into a lunging, leaping uppercut--one with a short hop, which, if it strikes, will give her plenty of time for the -second- uppercut, a harder, driving uppercut that takes her higher into the air, body bowed as she rises...
COMBATSYS: Blanka endures Sakura's EX Shou'ou Ken EX.
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Sakura 1/-------/=======|=======\=------\1 Blanka
Blanka's never been leapfrogged before while doing that - with his speed, it'd be very hard to get up and over him. However, it shouldn't be a surprise that Sakura could do it - after all, she hops over people all the time! All this goes through Blanka's head as he starts to come out of the ball, and while he's thinking it through, he remembers what usually comes up next - the 'cross up'. With him facing the wrong way, she's going to probably get a nice big punish on hi--
Oh, there it is. The first impact catches his lower back, one of those nice, meaty kidney punches, and Blanka winces in pain as he knows the second is coming. He can't escape it, certainly can't block it - so he hops upwards in time to the second hit, letting her do the work of getting him airborne.
The second strike makes things go a little blurry, Blanka's eyes half-crossing - but the good news is that it gives him the momentum to do what he needs to do. He grabs onto the skylight, to hold himself up until gravity reasserts itself on Sakura, and she starts to fall towards the ground. Then he pushes off the roof, and splays his body out as wide as it can go. "BLANKA SPECIAL SECRET BELLY FLOOOOOOP!" he cries out, trying to angle it so that he can grab her and lay her out on the floor so his bulk falls right on top of the smaller, younger fighter!
COMBATSYS: Blanka successfully hits Sakura with Fierce Combo.
Glancing Blow
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Sakura 1/----===/=======|=======\==-----\1 Blanka
Whoa! Sakura doesn't have much time to react, landing from her trademark Shou'ou Ken, when Blanka comes flying at her in a full-body flop. She jerks out of the way--but not entirely--and she's sent stumbling and spinning around almost a full three-sixty before she can regain her balance. That probably gives Blanka ample time to get back up, and Sakura shakes her head as she stumbles to a halt. "Phew, glad you didn't get me full-on there, that would've been bad..." For her, at least. She is a frail thing, after all!
Or maybe not so frail, as she goes back on the attack immediately, with a huge grin. Taking a couple of steps to build momentum and power, she then hurls herself into a side-on, hooking heel kick, leaning her body back to counterbalance, a scything kick aimed for Blanka's midsection, a classically Sakura kick that promises to do some pretty major damage if it strikes head-on!
COMBATSYS: Blanka counters Fierce Kick from Sakura with Vertical Rolling.
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Sakura 1/-======/=======|>>>>>>-\-------\0 Blanka
"Blanka tryin' hard. Show good fight for everyone..!" He's still smiling, though it's a fierce, determined grin. This deep into the fight, he's still standing - he'll take that as a point of pride. He's up on his feet at the same time Sakura is, and when she comes in with the hooked heel kick, he's ready for it, and ready to meet it head-on...!
Head-on!?!
Inspiration strikes! Blanka turns his head into the attack, and opens his mouth wide. Sakura's leg goes in, and his teeth close down on her shin as it impacts in his mouth. He holds tight with his back teeth, flat for grip, not for cuttin', with a ominous awm chomp noise. He grins around her shin, and suddenly spins, using his momentum to spin Sakura by her own leg, sending her upwards along with him, to bounce her off the ceiling once, twice, three times! Payback is his! He spits out her leg at the apex of his third bounce, and lands on his feet - dizzy but pleased!
Well, that was about as unexpected as it -gets-. Sakura's kick, stopped cold. A faceful of Blanka upside the head and the ceiling... and she falls to the ground and bounces once. Sure, she gets up, but she looks a little dizzy. "Di.. didn't know you could -do- that," she mutters, a little thickly. But again there's that repressible grin. That was -awesome-. "You've gotten better, Blanka!" she shouts, throwing a thumbs-up to the green guy, and then... she sinks back on her right leg, a little--it's almost like the beginning of her Hadouken-throwing pose.
But she just stays there, for a moment, half a moment, and then she raises her hands up. It's a slow, deliberate moment, her arms held at high guard, and though she's bouncing on the balls of her feet, not settling her weight, there's a stillness to her that comes through anyways. It's as if she were meditating, in the middle of the fight.. and maybe she is, in a way.
COMBATSYS: Sakura looks beyond her fist.
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Sakura 1/-======/=======|>>>>>>-\-------\0 Blanka
There's a chuckle there, a wink of one gold eye as Blanka regards the recovering Sakura. "Blanka not think Blanka could do that either." It's an admission and a hint that he's trying his hardest to show that he's learning and changing his style to adapt and improve. Jungle training at its finest - learn and grow or die. Or in this case, lose to Sakura, which isn't really all that big a deal. Still, he wants to win - and he's gotta pace himself if that's the case!
Taking a few deep lungfuls of air, Blanka starts to close in on Sakura. He circles around towards one of the benches, and in a flash one hand snags a batch of flyers and throws them upwards into a pink Saikyo distraction, paper fluttering everywhere. Out of the middle of that comes a green giant, both feet flying forwards in a kick aimed at Sakura's midsection. Time to go for broke!!
COMBATSYS: Sakura interrupts Medium Kick from Blanka with Shinkuu Hadouken.
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Sakura 0/-------/-======|=======\====---\1 Blanka
Blanka is flying right at her--the Saikyo fliers are no distraction. She's zeroed in, now, and the pose she took is perfectly suited to the action she is to take. Drawing her hands back, the built-up power within her surges, suddenly, in a controlled manner, and the space between Sakura's hands, as they center over her stomach, starts glowing blue white. Blanka probably might even recognize the pose, so iconic is it, but it's already too late.
"SHINKUU..." That power builds and builds in a moment, coruscating and expanding, and when Sakura throws her hands out, it will all burst forth into Blanka's chest--but not at cost. The time it took to build the power, well, Blanka was flying through the air--his foot contacts the side of her head, cutting off the second word she was shouting, rather rudely, even as that explosion of chi blasts into Blanka's chest.
"HAD--UGH!!" Sakura reels, reminded of the pure physical power that Blanka has, as well as his speed and toughness, and she staggers again--but perhaps she'll have the time she needs to get her bearings back...
Ow, oh ow! Blanka gets the feet to come in, and he gets the satisfaction of feeling impact - his kick managing to slightly stagger Sakura, though the cost of it is quite high indeed. He's already trying to use the impact to allow him to bounce off of Sakura off and escape, but it's far too slow a thing. Again, he's point blank when Sakura's hadouken comes out - and this time, balanced as he is in the air, there's no way to throw up his guard. The good thing is that he gets distance. The bad thing is that the distance getting ends with him smoking, the pink gi jacket badly singed, and his hair smelling pretty bad from fried ends. He still gets to his feet, though - he can't let things end this way! Such power needs to be shown power in return!
"Sakarooa... always good fight. Time to show Blanka what Sakarooa learns. Beware!!" Giving her fair notice, there's a crackle and ozone fills the dojo. One or two lights flicker brightly and pop, then Blanka flares into blue-white light himself, his body outlined by the aura of electricity that he pulls into himself. He launches himself forwards by throwing himself in a ball, the blazing electric chi that surrounds him intent on disabling his opponent! Blazing Blanka attack, go!
COMBATSYS: Blanka successfully hits Sakura with Direct Lightning.
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Sakura 1/----===/=======|==-----\-------\0 Blanka
*ZAP* Sakura is lit up, quite literally, by Blanka's electricity, and that is a by-God painful, shocking thing. She could swear her hair is frizzing out, and as she struggles to remain standing, her vision clouding, she realizes she smells ozone. Well. She knew her friend had some powerful electrical ability, and though she's fading, she isn't -out-, and so she summons up her courage and her resolve and grins. "Yeah... Knew you could do -that-," she says, sounding almost amused. "Guess you should know I can still do this...!"
And then she's twisting her body, spinning, almost as if she were going to do the Tatsumaki Senpuu Kyaku--or, more to the point, her version of it called the Shunpuu Kyaku--but she remains -low-, her foot glowing with that blue chi as she spins around on her axis. One, two, three, four spins low and then one final standing kick, her heel scything out again--this time sheathed in that blue-white energy, which might have a somewhat explosive effect if it hits, and from that standing position, Sakura wobbles again...
COMBATSYS: Sakura can no longer fight.
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... and then falls over, landing on her butt, not -out- but definitely, for sure, out of the fight.
COMBATSYS: Sakura successfully hits Blanka with Haru Ichiban.
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Yay! Blanka has managed to stagger his opponent! He's got a plan! He's got style! Grace! He's.. not watching his ankles, is he?! Whoops, not a smart move! Sakura's spinning kick catches the giant green beastie off-guard, sweeping swings of her feet slapping against his ankles and sending him staggering. It's enough to lower his head down, so that when the final swing and higher kick comes in, it's a chi-infused boot to the head. It rocks Blanka off his feet and onto his butt at the same time as Sakura falls.
He's quiet for a moment, then a laugh echoes out, great big belly laughs from the jolly green giant. "Ha ha ha, Blanka fell for sweep the leg! Should have remembered after doing it to aroo so much...!" With that he slaps the ground twice - tapping out of the fight as well, to signal the end of the match. He'll get up in a bit, but he does at least manage to raise his thumbs up for Sakura and her fightin' spirit!
COMBATSYS: Blanka takes no action.
COMBATSYS: Blanka can no longer fight.
Log created on 11:18:27 07/15/2012 by Sakura, and last modified on 21:24:13 07/15/2012.