Description: A true epidemic is upon the worlds hands, and while most people are willing to overlook it.. Lightning Spangles is not! This time, she's not alone in her crusade to help end this vile disease! However, while Razor may be a true powerhouse in ending those unsavory elements that seem to plague the hallways and bathrooms of schools across the world, Lightning Spangles will be there to do battle with him. In the end, there may stand a victor, but overall the winner will be the both of them because who knows what sort of alliance can form in this battlefield! The student body will bear witness to which of the two warriors has the better message!(Winner: Razor)
Gedo High. 9 PM. Not a School Night.
And yet, attendance is at an all time high.
Gedo High is the home of the neer-do-wells of Southtown. The school is the home of delinquents, young upstarts and hooligans with a reputation of causing trouble. Naturally, the reputation is well undeserved: Under the leadership of Daigo, Gedo High takes the trouble-makers, and crafts them into good-natured, if bad looking, vigilantes that keep the streets safe. Naturally, they still have an additude.
Fortunately, delinquents LOVE authority figures talking down to them!
The main hall of Gedo High is marked by a wide central hallway, ready to take in the the foot traffic of the whole of the school. The passages branch off to side hallways, taking the students to their respective classes, while the man hallway is big enough to entertain not only the fighting ring, but the black-uniformed students standing on the sides. The film crew is set up in three different locations, nervously eyeing the leering students. Bright D.A.R.E. banners are spread over the top of each of the side hallways.
And towards the entrance side, Lightning Spangles emerges.
Dressed in the full cowgirl regilia, she was coming off being the heroine of Masters Corporation. Representing the company in court, she won the case. And now, she was going to talk a serious topic. As the snickers of the teenagers roll across the sidelines, the bright-eyed cowgirl simply places her hands on her hips. "Howdy Y'all! I'm Lightning Spangles, the All-American Heroine!"
"And where in the darn heck is my pardner, Razor?"
For someone who's spent their entire life dealing with the underbelly of society, Razor looks strangely uncomfortable about being here. This looks like it could be one of the toughest crowds he could have had for the message he's supposed to be here to deliver, and while the graffiti on the walls may be a reminder of home, he's about as far geographically as he could be from his own turf.
He's been leaning against one of the walls between the lockers, acting like he's waiting for the show to start, arms folded across his chest, dressed in his usual grey muscle shirt, black boots and green cargo pants. And as a relative unknown, no one's picked him out to question the matter. When Lightning Spangles makes her entrance, though, he raises his gaze in her direction, then starts to make his way through the crowd of students toward the ring, where he stands across from Jezebel. In contrast, he doesn't smile, or really address the crowd other than to look around at them with a poker expression on.
"I'm right here, Miss Spangles," he says gruffly, then adds, "But just to make sure, you're not here to sue me, right?"
For someone who would obviously have been beaten up right now, Lightning Spangles was incredibly chipper.
Smiling bright, she was either utterly oblivious of the crowd, or utterly unaffected by it. Knowing the cowgirl, it was almost certainly the latter. The crowd seem to be armed even, holding kendo sticks, chains, even the occassional tire iron. It was a rough and ready crowd, armed to the teeth. But with the stony-faced Razor, Lightning Spangles can't help but chuckle at his comment.
"No way, pardner! I'm not a lawyer right now, but a high-kicking cowgirl with a message for all these kids here."
Dropping back to her defensive stance, she gives a quick thumbs up to the camera, and then to the crowd. "Hot diggity, look at all these young faces! It just makes me feel alive to be doing the good lord's work right on here in Gedo High! Now, Razor, I know you are probably a fan of the kids, but I gotta know." As the cowgirl spreads her stance about, she begins to bring her arms up, raising her guard. Looking across the way, she gives Razor a playful wink before asking him a bright, bubbly question.
"You done understand the seriousness of the subject matter, right Razor?"
Razor rolls his shoulders as Spangles drawls her answer to his question, loosening up a bit and swinging his arms. He purses his lips a little in response to her question. Is she trying to bait him?
"I do. Living clean is something that I take real seriously. That's why they call me Razor. I live a straight-edge lifestyle."
He looks around, finally addressing the crowd as a whole.
"I also know that most of you young people are probably more interested in watching us fight than listening to what I have to say about drugs and alcohol. So, I have a deal to offer to you on behalf of myself and Lightning Spangles."
He gives the students a moment to make sure they're all listening before continuing. "If you guys and girls will agree to have a clean week here at Gedo High - that is, no drugs, and no alcohol, and no pressuring your peers with either of them - then this won't have to be a clean fight. By which I mean, you'll have 30 seconds to toss whatever objects you want to see us use in the fight into the ring before we start."
There's a cheer from some of the students at the prospect of a bona fide street fight. Already several of them are starting to throw chains, kendo sticks, even the occasional textbook into the ring. Razor smirks cracks his knuckles before he assumes his own stance opposite Jezebel, that of a boxer with little formal training.
"That is, assuming my pardner doesn't mind getting serious?"
COMBATSYS: Razor has started a fight here.
[\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ <
Razor 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Jezebel has joined the fight here.
[\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ < > //////////////////////////////]
Jezebel 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Razor
"Straight Edge Lifestyle?"
Lightning Spangles suddenly shakes a fist in the air, eyes almost turning into stars. "That is GLORIOUS and so WONDERFUL! That is the spirit! To always live clean, to keep nothing up the nose, or in the skin! Wow, Razor, it sure does sound like you had have a tough encounter with drugs- HEY!" Lightning Spangle's cheer is broken when Razor sweet talk the kids into throwing their brickabrack into the ring. Eyes narrowed, she suddenly stretches her arms behind her back, looking utterly disillusioned.
"You want to get -serious?-"
Lightning Spangles drops back down, suddenly bursting forward with rolling, blazing speed. Firing a straight kick to the chest, she would slam the same limb around, attempting to knock him stumbling back. She would continue the rip-roaring offense with a roundhouse kick with the opposite limb, before finishing with a concluding roundhouse kick with the initial leg.... and with a question right to his corner.
"Why are you so straight edge, Razor?!"
COMBATSYS: Razor just-defends Jezebel's Quick and the Dead!
[ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ < > //////////////////////////////]
Jezebel 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Razor
When Jezebel comes charging out of the proverbial gate at him, Razor suddenly moves into action along with her. As the first foot flies, he raises his hands and catches it, letting the force push him back without absorbing it himself. As legs continue to flail in his direction he continues to move with the impacts, backing him to one edge of the ring.
"Straight edge means keeping your senses clear," he says as he swings around her, moving back toward the center and grabbing a basketball that's somehow found its way into the ring. "And ready for what life throws at you!" And the ball is launched hard at Jezebel, more a distraction than anything, but throwing something heavier with students around would be downright irresponsible, wouldn't it?"
COMBATSYS: Jezebel dodges Razor's Thrown Object.
[ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ < > //////////////////////////////]
Jezebel 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Razor
Ready for whatever life throws at you?
The words roll on Jezebel, who take it with a wide, unyielding grin. As each of the kicks are caught with the talent of a professional trainer, Lightning Spangles seems to be building more and more. AS the finally roundhouse comes, her back is exposed as she slowly readjusts. For all her speed, she seemed remarkably clumsy. It almost looks like a clean hit for the basketball... but suddenly, a shorter, craggy-faced girl belts out from the audience. "WATCH OUT LIGHTNING SPANGLES!" The actress suddenly glances, the meaning all too clear.
Even in Gedo High, she had her fans?
The warning does not fall on deaf ears. As the basketball comes, Lightning Spangles is already on the move. As the ball is chucked at high speeds for Jezebel's center, she awkwardly, almost clumsily repositions herself. Click click goes her boots as she side steps, the ball firing past her. "Wow, you are right Razor!" She begins, taking a deep breath, a renewed spirit filling her. "You know, a little known fact: I used to have my own personal struggles with substance abuse. Did you ever have the same, Razor, growing up?" It was almost like she was interviewing the man. Taking long, heavy steps back towards the man, she finishes with a leap to the air, her leg swinging around hard in a long, brutal aerial butterfly kick, attempting to slam her heel hard down across Razor's neck.
To take him to the ground.
COMBATSYS: Razor just-defends Jezebel's Fierce Kick!
[ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ < > //////////////////////////////]
Jezebel 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Razor
Razor is a little caught off-guard when he hears one of the students encouraging Jezebel. Maybe he'll have to go a little easy on her, if she's that well-liked? He gets his guard up quick when she tries to jump at him, pushing the leg aimed at his neck to one side as he moves out of the arc. "I've never taken drugs. But my father is a recovering alcoholic. And my brother had substance abuse issues." He skims the subject as smoothly as he deflected her kick before going back on the aggressive. "You've had first hand experience. Why don't you tell us more?" he says as he goes for a big swing at the high-kicking cowgirl, looking as if he's aiming to knock her clean out from under her hat.
COMBATSYS: Jezebel interrupts Fierce Punch from Razor with High Noon.
[ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ < > ///////////////////////// ]
Jezebel 0/-------/-======|===----\-------\0 Razor
Her past?
Those were the dark days. But for some reason, they did not seem so dark. There was a new wave of confidence. It may be the strange girl, the wayward fan out of no where. It might have been that old fan of the Show-Up Hoedown in that fight with Vyle. It could have even been the trial. In all cases, it was clear that Lightning Spangles, the all American Heroine, was not phased by her past as much. Thus, when that kick is caught, the mask doesn't smother Jezebel.
But Jezebel comes out.
"My father... was killed by alcoholism." She begins, expression somewhat solemn, but the presence never losing its brightness. "He drank himself to death. I ended up drinking too, drinking a lot. But before I came back into the fighting scene, I cleaned up. I did a lot of things I always regretted from drinking. And worse. But that part of me is gone forever." She was still low when Razor comes roaring in. The big swing comes, smashing her with a grazing hit on her shoulder.
But Lightning Spangles was already blasting up.
Firing straight up with a swinging kick, it suddenly explodes with red chi energy. Carrying herself and Razor into the air, she continues to speak, almost dreamily. "Because I am Lightning Spangles, the All-American Heroine." As she reaches the apex of the upward kick, she suddenly swings the other leg around hard, slamming the heel into Razor's chest with a literal fireworks explosion. As the spread of red flame scatters around behind her, she falls back to the ground with Razor, landing roughly.
"And I will never be a loser again."
The kick catches Razor off-guard, distracted by the cowgirl's story. He hadn't expected either, but it's the explosive follow-up that slams Razor back to the ground, causing him to hit the floor hard, one hand clutching his chest. He uses the other to push against the ground, propping himself up to his knees, then quickly to his feet.
"It was my father's drinking that made me never want to be the same way," he says, quickly spinning and whipping a high axe kick toward the cowgirl's upper body. The stories aren't really a competition for Razor at this point. Rather, he's trying to get her to drop her physical guard now that her personal one is lowered.
COMBATSYS: Jezebel blocks Razor's Straight Edge.
[ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ < > //////////////////////// ]
Jezebel 0/-------/-======|===----\-------\0 Razor
Lightning Spangles held a brickload of firepower in those kicks!
As she recovers from the fiercesome duo of kicks, she brings her arms to bear. She was a bit clumsy, yes. And when looking at how she reacted to incoming attacks, she was sluggish. But as the high axe kick comes, her arms come surging up, catching the blow cleanly with her forearms. The force brings her to her knees... or maybe, she goes with the blow itself. While not as agile as her leaps would show, the overselling of the impact is quite noticable. And looking up at the brute, she pipes up cleanly
"But Razor, don't you ever feel pressured for substance abuse?"
Still low, she suddenly thrusts her leg straight up, nearly completely vertical. Stretching high up, the kick begins to reveal that Lightning Spangles was only throwing out kicks. Her arms still sore from the wild punch, she hopefully sends the big guy stumbling back, eyes every bright as the pair just exchanges back and forth, back and forth.
COMBATSYS: Razor blocks Jezebel's Thrust Kick.
[ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ < > /////////////////////// ]
Jezebel 0/-------/-======|====---\-------\0 Razor
The question is trickier for Razor than catching the kick aimed upward at him, which he does by lowering one of his arms. If he acted as if speaking from some moral high ground, it could make him appear at best arrogant, at worst hypocritical or elitist.
"Everyone feels pressured at some point, by other people or circumstances. But the more you say no to drugs and alcohol, it gets a little easier. It's like exercise."
Of course, Razor's not afraid to use his higher ground position to try and capitalize in the fight. As he speaks he moves toward Jezebel's upper body and reaches out, trying to grab her by the shoulders of her vest. If successful, he'll try and maneuver her to where he can aim a couple of sharp knee strikes to her face.
COMBATSYS: Jezebel dodges Razor's Obliteration.
[ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ < > ////////////////////// ]
Jezebel 0/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Razor
Slow against slow, the pair gradually winds on each other.
As the Gedo High Students cheer and chant, Lightning Spangles thrusts the leg straight up. Refinding her center, she adjusts carefully, just in time for the grab comes rolling in. As she is grabbed, she suddenly swings both of her arms hard, disarming her foe, before stepping back away from the attack. And standing brightly at Razor, she finally asks another question.
"But Razor, what are some ways you CAN say no?!"
Turning towards the audience, she smiles briskly. "There a whole lot of ways you can say no. For example, you can make up an excuse why you don't want to addle your brain. Or that you have to watch your cat, and you can't be strung out on painkillers! Or best of all, you can enjoy a cool, refreshing Pepsi instead of beer or heroin." A can of Pepsi is tossed from one of the stagehands, which Lightning Spangles snatches out of the air. "Mmmm-mmm. Pepsi-Cola. The pause that refreshes, the greatest way to say no to drugs."
And tilting her head back, she takes a long, slow drink.
COMBATSYS: Jezebel burns with the AMERICAN SPIRIT!
[ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ < > ////////////////////// ]
Jezebel 1/----===/=======|====---\-------\0 Razor
Razor is happy to let Lightning Spangles answer her own question. Until suddenly she takes a strong left turn into product placement. Pepsi? He doesn't allow himself to verbalize 'What the hell?!,' but his expression certainly conveys the sentiment. While she's drinking the soda, he crouches down and grabs a kendo stick that's been left on the fighting ring floor.
"Of course, the best way to say no, is to just say NO," he almost growls as he swings the weapon with far more enthusiasm than swordsmanship, aiming to take Jezebel's legs out from under her with a shot to the back of the knees.
COMBATSYS: Jezebel blocks Razor's Random Weapon.
CSYS: This exciting moment brought to you by Pepsi-Cola!!
[ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ < > /////////////////////// ]
Jezebel 1/---====/=======|====---\-------\0 Razor
"Right you are, Razor!"
Finishing off the soda, she notices that there was an low assault going for her legs. Her stance steady, she simply throws out her leg, stopping the kick with a kick of her own. "A good firm no can stop it. Have you ever had a time where you had to say No, and were sorely tempted? How did you get out of that one?" She continues. As she tosses the bottle of soda into a nearby trash receptical, she takes in a deep breath.
And pretends she doesn't feel the pain in her leg.
Instead, she was snapping a foot around. Hurling a kick up, she takes advantage of the low blow, aiming a long leg high in the air overhead. With a smooth, clean motion, she hurls the heel down hard, attempting to spike Razor hard to the ground, head first. To stun him, pause him.
And above all, rattle him.
COMBATSYS: Razor interrupts Heel Kick from Jezebel with Uppercut Punch.
[ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ < > ////////////////////// ]
Jezebel 1/---====/=======|====---\-------\0 Razor
The stick is knocked from Razor's hand as Jezebel deflects it, and he quickly brings his hands up, balled into fists. "Sometimes, when I used to hang out with friends who did drugs," he replies to her question. He doesn't have time to extrapolate before Jezebel's long leg is extended over his head. As she snaps it down, he crouches slightly, then rises up, his fist aimed at the cowgirl's jaw and intending to knock her on her rear, just as her foot is coming down on his shoulder, diminishing the impact.
"There were some times when I just had to leave. And some friends ended up not being my friends anymore. It's not easy," he says as he rubs his shoulder where he was hit.
Boy howdy, could that man hit!
As the blow comes, Lightning Spangles is sent reeling backwards. The blow is made glancing, taking the edge off the rip-roaring power of the woman. Landing backwards, she doesn't just land on her bottom, but is sent int a full tumble across the ground. Rolling along the ground, she hits the wall of the school... and plants her feet hard on the side. Building to a pivot, she just grins, despite the hit. "Did you find more friends, closer friends?"
And she takes to the air.
Flipping through the air in a long, slow arc, she begins to sweep her leg in a semi-circle. Whipping it around, it begins to glow alight with red, white and blue energy.By the time it is hurlled down, three orbs of energy begin to pepper the ground around Razor. Whether they strike Razor or not does not matter; for the ensuing explosions of red, white, and blue fireworks will fill the ground, making it a dangerous dodge... if he doesn't anticipate what is coming.
"YEEEEEE HAAAAAAW!"
COMBATSYS: Razor blocks Jezebel's Sundance.
[ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ < > //////////////////// ]
Jezebel 1/--=====/=======|>>>>>--\-------\0 Razor
Perhaps to a fault, Razor has never been one to try and get out of the way. He definitely wasn't expecting fireworks to come shooting out of the cowgirl, though. Raising his arms and shielding himself to try and weather the storm, he ends up getting the hair on his forearms singed, but when the assault is done, he's still standing.
"I lost a lot of friends where I came from by refusing to take part in drugs and alcohol. But it was drugs that took my best friend from me."
Suddenly, an anatomical model, apparently from the science lab, gets pushed into the ring. "Hey! Where'd you kids get that?" comes a teacher's voice from somewhere back in the crowd. Razor eyes the model, then quickly scoops it up, body pressing it over his head and almost tossing it back to the crowd, before thinking better of it.
"Thanks, but I do have real friends. I'll see if Spangles needs another," he shouts, before hurling the mannequin in the All-American cowgirl's direction.
COMBATSYS: Razor successfully hits Jezebel with Huge Thrown Object.
- Power hit! -
[ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ < > //////////////////// ]
Jezebel 1/=======/=======|======-\-------\0 Razor
That blast didn't hit clean, but it did slow him down.
As she lands after the volley, her fans suddenly begin to shout. "LIGHTNING SPANGLES LOOK OUT!" The actress, turning to look, raises her eyes questioningly. "What?" The student screams harder. "He is TAKING the MODEL from the SCIENCE LAB!" Lightning Spangles tilts her head. "The model from the science lab? What do you mean by-"
And she takes the mannequin to the face hard.
Too hard, in fact. Her face suddenly hits hard, her nose bleeding heavily. Gushing down her face and lip she stumbles back, reeling from the impact. Her face was stunned, but her expression still bore that wide, joyful grin. "It's okay folks!" She explains as her nose continues to remain wrenched up poorly. "I'm okay!" She continues. Stumbling around wildly, she slams the body to the floor, as she hurls towards the brawler. She was coming in slow, she was coming in clumsy. But as she drops low, she unleashes a sweeping kick... before picking up afterwards, hurling a single, strong straight kick to the figure on the drop.
"Come on!"
COMBATSYS: Razor interrupts Change-Up Kick from Jezebel with Huge Random Weapon.
[ \\\\\\\\\\\\ < > /////////////////// ]
Jezebel 2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|>>>>>>-\-------\0 Razor
"You see, kids, sometimes drugs make you forget things, like science class," Razor says, keeping his face as stony as he can manage as the cowgirl disentangles herself from the mannequin. He circles to the side slightly as she comes at him with the sweep kick, leaning over and snatching the legs of the giant human doll (the mannequin, not Jezebel) and bracing his side to take the impact of the initial kick. As she changes up into a straight kick, though, he suddenly heaves the mannequin with a burst of force, bringing it up to smack the girl again, hard enough to knock the dummy's head off (the mannequin, not Jezebel) with the impact.
Careful, Lightning Spangles.
As she hurls the kick in, she suddenly meets the rising kick with a horrible, hard smash across the face of the same plastic body. Smashing her in the face a second time, the head is sent flying, knocking her for a loop as she stumbles backwards. "GUH!" She exclaims, more blood pouring down her face.
And naturally, the crowd eats it up.
Regaining her footing, Lightning Spangles just wasn't going to slow down. "I'm not out just yet!" She blurts out. "But wow, Razor, you are pretty sharp! Do you account it all to your straight lifestyle?" As she rolls in, she attempts to close the distance, a second wave of resolve overcoming her. Lunging, she fires a duo of roundhouse kicks, attempting to hammer away at his guard.
And hopefully, bring him down.
COMBATSYS: Razor blocks Jezebel's Strong Kick.
[ \\\\\\\\\\\\ < > ////////////////// ]
Jezebel 2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|>>>>>>>\-------\0 Razor
Seeing the blood on Jezebel's face makes even Razor hesitate for a moment, though not enough that he isn't ready to raise his hands to catch the kicks aimed his way.
"Keeping on the straight edge helps me to stay sharp. Drugs and alcohol exist to dull your senses."
The kicks do cause his palms to redden a bit from the impact, though he manages to avoid taking serious damage.
"But as you've shown, it's never too late to pull yourself together and reclaim your mind and body."
He moves to close the distance between them, to blunt the reach advantage of her kicks, and fires off a rapid combo of jabs, throwing two rights and a left at Jezebel's upper body.
COMBATSYS: Jezebel dodges Razor's Rapid Combo.
[ \\\\\\\\\\\\ < > /////////////////// ]
Jezebel 2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|>>>>>>>\-------\0 Razor
As the kick comes and goes, blocked by the man, it was clear that Jezebel was on the end.
But it was gonna be a long time before Jezebel was gonna be out.
"You are right, it is NEVER too late!" Came the cry as Lightning Spangles resurges as the jabs come, parrying the firsts and cartwheeling away from the second and third. She seems to be getting a new life, a new energy as her body was suddenly bursting with an inner light. Arcing her leg around, she begins to burn with chi energy... as she throws out a trio of kicks towards Razor, well out of range. Kick after kick is hurled, ball after ball. A red, a white, and a blue. Should the orbs strike Razor, they will simply become absorbed within his body, causing him to flicker with each color of energy. Lightning Spangles will then just turn away, saluting the crowd. "To reclaim your mind, and your body."
"For 'MERICA!"
And then, the orbs with all detonate, exploding in the shape of an American Flag behind her.
COMBATSYS: Jezebel successfully hits Razor with Unforgiven.
[ \\\\\\\\\\\\\ < > ////////////// ]
Jezebel 0/-------/-----<<|>>>>>>>\>------\1 Razor
Razor tries to get out of the way of the trio of orbs, but the barrage comes too fast and too hard, causing him to shift colours. The effect is disorienting on him, especially as someone who tends to avoid psychedelic perception as a general rule. He swipes at himself, as if trying to wipe the colours out.
"The hell?"
And then comes the explosion, lighting Razor up like the fourth of July.
"Shit!"
The impacts send him reeling to the ground, his body shaking with the explosions. As the smoke rising from his body starts to settle, he groans, placing a palm on the cool, hard floor and trying to push himself up to his feet shakily as he attempts to regain his senses.
"Aren't we in Japan?" he questions dazedly, before shaking his head as he rights himself and pulls himself back into a fighting stance, forcing himself to concentrate.
"And that goes to show... you don't need drugs to have new and unusual experiences."
COMBATSYS: Razor focuses on his next action.
[ \\\\\\\\\\\\\ < > /////////////// ]
Jezebel 0/-------/-----<<|>>>>>>>\>------\1 Razor
"When you are with Lightning Spangles, everywhere is America!"
Of course, the cowgirl's presence was almost jawdroppingly overwhelming now. DEspite the chips being down, she was surging back to health. Stalling was dangerous around Razor. But Lightning Spangles was feeding off the crowd, especially after that incredible explosion. But as the big guy starts to concentrate, Jezebel turns back to the grounds, her boots clicking with every step. Sweeping her hands towards her, she begins to call out to them.
"Come on, kids, don't be all down!"
Playing to the crowd, she tries to rile them up, to get them excited. "Lightning Spangles needs a little pick me up to get her ripped and rarin' to go!" Shaking a fist, she begins to trot a bit, building to peak. "Can I get a Yee-Haw!?" She asks. And outside of a small group of girls, the eager fans that cry 'YEE HAW!" there is silence. But Jezebel just shakes her head. "I can't hear you!" A few more feeble yee haws slip out, but nothing large. But it has a visible effect on Jezebel, who seems to be staggering after that last wave. "Okay! I can feel it a bit! One more time! Can I get a yee-haw!?"
And finally, she gets a real "Yee Haw!" From the disgruntled kids.
COMBATSYS: Jezebel burns with the AMERICAN SPIRIT!
[ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\ < > /////////////// ]
Jezebel 0/-------/-======|>>>>>>>\>------\1 Razor
Is this woman for real? Razor shakes his head as he watches her turn her back to him and start to work the crowd. In the fights Razor's been in, it's never been about showmanship. It's always been about putting the other guy on the ground. And capitalizing on any openings your opponent gives you.
Which is why, while she's looking the other way, Razor sneaks to one side of the hall and pushes open a door labelled 'Janitor' that someone seems to've left unlocked. And by the time Lightning Spangles is drawing the third 'Yee-Haw!' from the teens like water from a stone, there's a loud sound of wheels rolling on tile. And suddenly a large, loaded janitor's cart is rolling straight for the cowgirl.
"YEE-HAW!"
Razor can't do the accent, but he does at least show a little enthusiasm as he shoves the trolley toward his target.
COMBATSYS: Jezebel blocks Razor's Huge Thrown Object.
[ \\\\\\\\\\\\\ < > /////////////// ]
Jezebel 1/-------/=======|>>>>>>>\>>-----\1 Razor
Lightning Spangles wasn't for real.
But she was slowly growing more and more real. As the janitor's cart comes roaring in, Lightning Spangles catches it cleanly, smile unending, sending her stumbling backwards in pain. She manages to stop the brunt of it, but only ends up with a mere portion of it. Slamming it down with a clatter, she returns to her center loudly. Glancing towards the man, she suddenly applauds.
"That's the spirit, Razor!"
Shuffling across the ground, she advancing on the man slowly, giving him plenty of time to prep himself up for the oncoming attack. But when the attack comes, she drops low again. A low, sweeping kick, she was trying to bring him to the ground. An easy attack, leaving her, in turn, open for the follow up. Was she baiting him? Or perhaps, she was sending him softballs on purpose?
COMBATSYS: Razor interrupts Spin Kick from Jezebel with Gatecrasher.
[ \\\\\\\\ < > ////////////// ]
Jezebel 1/-----==/=======|>------\-------\0 Razor
Razor rocks a bit on his feet as Jezebel shuffles toward him, wary of what she might attempt next. When she drops down with the easy sweep, Razor decides to take advantage, whether or not it's meant to bait him out. If it was, then less than full commitment would only leave him more vulnerable. And so he commits himself fully - abruptly hurling his body shoulder-first into her upper body as she drops down, taking her further down to the floor where he intends to ground and pound her, aiming to throw punch after punch toward her face. It's not that he's mad at her - it's that he's trying to win. It's quite possible that he'll find himself regretting this if he ever watches the footage. But hey, it's for the kids, right?
Razor catches her, and slams to the ground cleanly.
And yet, she still smiles.
Looking up from the ground pound, she seems to keep twisting away, keeping herself elusive despite the close-quarters. With Razor pinning her down, he could see the full talent of her defense. Even the clean hits towards her face were turned away, partially deflected. The talent of Jezebel's defense was not how she toughed out the hits; but how she negated them in the little ways. Despite the bleeding face, she was rolling with those punches on her back. Adjusting her feet down, she begins to turn away to a pounce. Still low, she finally breaks through the assault by shooting in the air, crying out the name of the attack.
"WHERE EAGLES DARE!"
Spiralling like a drill, red, white and blue energy courses around her. Attempting to suck the man into the whirling charge, she will not only try to bowl him over, but to draw him up with her... and to break the assault with a single, aerial kick, wreathed by a triple explosion of Red, White, and Blue Fireworks. She may be on the ropes, and this may be bad optics for Razor.
But Jezebel could still put on a show.
COMBATSYS: Razor blocks Jezebel's Where Eagles Dare EX.
[ \\\\\\\\ < > //////////// ]
Jezebel 0/-------/---====|>>-----\-------\0 Razor
Razor is sure that he has her about to go down for the count, smiling or not. Maybe she's punch drunk? He pushes the idea aside, as he finds it somewhat disconcerting. He relents for a moment, to make sure she's still conscious and catch his breath, and in that moment he is suddenly thrown into the air.
"What the - aaugh!"
He barely manages to brace himself against the blasting power of the kick that follows, rolling when he's sent to the ground and ending up back on his feet. What would it take to get the star-spangled fighter to stay down?
"You just don't have any quit in you, do you?" he asks, taking a moment to gather himself before advancing on her, pivoting as he swings his foot up, then aims to bring it down on Jezebel's head and hopefully bring her down for the count.
COMBATSYS: Jezebel blocks Razor's Straight Edge.
[ \\\\\\\ < > //////////// ]
Jezebel 0/-------/---====|>>-----\-------\0 Razor
And yet, Jezebel does not chip down.
AS the final kick is unleashed, she drops to the ground. Off-balanced, yes. But unbroken. Still on one knee, Razor is in the right position to shut her down. The heel comes high. But Lightning Spangles looks up, smile still there, eyes bright. And ever defiant, she cries back to Razor.
"I never give up, not anymore!"
She catches the kick with crossed arms, gritting in pain as she rises back up. She was not slowing down, not at all. Despite all the exhaustion, she simply refused to break. Tumbling back, she rises back up, unleashing a single kick across the air.. well away from Razor. A blue orb of energy is unleashed up the line of her leg, aiming straight for Razor. Should it strike the man or a nearby point, it will, like before, simply wait a moment.
Before exploding in a burst of blue fireworks.
COMBATSYS: Jezebel successfully hits Razor with Young Guns.
[ \\\\\\\ < > ////////// ]
Jezebel 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Razor
When Jezebel looks up at him and catches the kick he aimed at her, Razor's eyes go a little wide. He hadn't expected this fight to turn out to be so gruelling. He's thrown a lot of hard hits at her. And yet she still seems ready to go, as if the fight was just beginning. And then suddenly there's another flash of blue. Razor braces and tries to sidestep, but still ends up getting caught full in the shoulder, moments before fireworks explode from him, causing him to roar in pain and a little confusion. How does that even work?!
Frustrated, he decides to grab the nearest object on hand - a book bag dropped on the ground near the side of the ring. It's heavy, clearly loaded with textbooks, if not bricks. He heaves it as sweat glistens on his arms and brow.
"Hey! That's mine! It's not for fighting!" a young female student yells at him.
"A good education is your greatest asset," Razor breathes as a laboured excuse, before swinging the bag in an arc and hurling it at Jezebel.
COMBATSYS: Razor successfully hits Jezebel with Large Thrown Object.
[ \\\\ < > ////////// ]
Jezebel 0/-------/--=====|====---\-------\0 Razor
And finally, Jezebel is stuffed out.
As the blast hurls forward, it bursts in blue fireworks around Razor. But as the blast dies down, Lightning Spangles stands warily, hardly keeping on her feet. And when the book bag is seized, it is chucked hard. And Lightning Spangle pivots to evade it cleanly... and instead, takes the hit hard to the chest.She stumbles back, off balanced, out of tune. She was not gonna pull out of this, not this time.
But not before she takes to the air one last time.
Another scatter of the red white and blue, another flurry of three of orbs pummeling the ground around Razor. The energy builds to a head, as Lightning Spangles hits the ground, falling to one knee. Holding there briefly, she stops cold. Not looking up from the stance, she just raises a single hand up, giving a thumbs down.
"I'm out!"
COMBATSYS: Jezebel can no longer fight.
[ \\\\\\\\\\ <
Razor 0/-------/---====|
COMBATSYS: Razor blocks Jezebel's Sundance.
[ \\\\\\\\ <
Razor 0/-------/--=====|
As the heavy bag sails at Jezebel, Razor drops his hands to his knees, just trying to breathe as he watches it take her off balance. When the retaliatory bombardment comes, he just raises his arms and wraps them over his face, bracing himself for the impacts, sure that if he can just weather the assault, victory will be his. And when the fireworks stop, he is still standing, though singed and battered, and he slowly lowers his hands. Seeing that Jezebel has tendered her resignation from the fight, he looks to the kids, then back at his opponent, then raises a hand in victory.
"Thank you, Gedo High!"
As the battle draws to a close, he staggers over to where Jezebel is kneeling, then reaches down to offer her a hand. "You okay, Spangles? Hope I wasn't too rough," he says to her, his tone genuine.
COMBATSYS: Razor has ended the fight here.
Lightning Spangles was mostly okay.
But she wasn't gonna rise up.
A splash of blood begins to come out of her mouth. Quickly, before it could be seen, Jezebel brings a hand to her mouth, a smile on her face, her eyes bright. Gently, she raises her head up to Razor, nearly losing her balance in the promise. And quietly, she nods. Weakly, she takes her other hand, and gives a thumbs up. BUt that proves too much for the woman.
And unceramoniously, she collapses.
The medical team swoops in, Jezebel fighting to keep her mouth covered. She didn't want to show the blood. Lightning Spangles shouldn't bleed. If she bleeded, it would ruin the mystique. If she bled, it would frighten the children.
But most of all, if she was bleeding, then she might get cited by concerned parents.
Log created on 16:02:24 07/23/2012 by Razor, and last modified on 02:54:04 07/24/2012.