Description: Razor happens upon Damnd selling his 'wares' on a street corner in the Metro City slums, accosting a junkie of his hard-earned drugs in the process. Damnd, defender of the people, sets out to right this wrong by making the dastardly Razor give the man back his crack. Their difference of opinion leads to a severe mutual pummeling. In the end, there is only one winner... but who?
It's early evening in Metro City, as people rush back and forth towards home or second shift jobs. As the night falls, the street vendors pack up, and a new kind of salesman comes out onto the street. Standing on a corner in the slums, in the heart of Mad Gear territory, is Damnd, his thumbs in his pockets as he bops his head along the music created by a boombox playing Bob Marley beside him. As a junkie approaches, he greets him with a nod, and exchanges money for a little bag of white rock - crack cocaine, the number one earner among street dealers. Damnd is apparently confident enough in his ability to defend himself, since he's out alone.
The sound of Bob Marley on the streets is usually an indication that drugs are somehow involved. It's probably what most people would consider harmless, just a few people having a good time and not hurting anyone. But Razor isn't the kind to dismiss anything as harmless. Out for a walk on the streets in the cool evening air, he overhears the noise from the other side of the building he's next to and decides to investigate. His boots clap steadily and quietly against the asphalt as he cuts down the alley toward the sound, then looks around the side of the building toward the corner, watching as the package changes hands.
As he's leaving, the junkie starts to walk past the alleyway when Razor suddenly steps out in front of him and grabs him by the front of his jacket. "Give me the package," he says in a cool tone.
"What, are you crazy, man? I just bought this! It's mine!" the junkie is visibly shaking as he answers, though whether in fear or because of the drugs he's on or not on is unclear.
"And I'm going to get your money back," Razor says, reaching out and snatching the package from the man's hand before he can resist, before pushing him to the side as he starts to head toward where Damnd is standing.
"Hey! HEY YOU! That man stole my drugs!" the junkie yells, announcing Razor's presence, if it weren't evident enough already.
Damnd is attuned to the urban sprawl like a tiger in the jungle, immediately noticing something is wrong when he hears a scuffle where his customer just went. He turns about to face Razor, taking his thumbs out of his pockets and putting his hands on his hips. He squints his bloodshot eyes behind his blue shades, frowning at Razor. "'ey, mon, you can pick on de little guy, but you can't pick on de big guy. You give dat guy his stuff, he needs it more den you!" Damnd, hero of the oppressed! Or at least, hero of those he oppresses.
COMBATSYS: Damnd has started a fight here.
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Razor holds up the package as he steps closer, waving the baggie a bit. "You mean this stuff?" He then tears open the package, letting the rock spill out on the ground, then grinds it under the heel of his steel-toed boot. "Looks like he doesn't need it anymore. And neither does anyone else around here." He kicks the empty bag into a gutter before continuing to approach. Stopping several yards away, he grabs a blackened burn barrel from the side of the road and hefting it before heaving it at Damnd.
"I suggest you relocate!"
COMBATSYS: Razor has joined the fight here.
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Damnd 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Razor
COMBATSYS: Damnd blocks Razor's Large Thrown Object.
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Damnd 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Razor
Damnd steps forward, smashing into the barrel with his forehead and shattering the charred metal to pieces. "Relocate? Do you know where de f*** you are, chickensh**? DIS IS METRO CITY! We be Mad Gear! Dat's all you gotta know!" He charges forward, jumping into the air and flying at Razor, as he attempts bodily harm with his whole body.
COMBATSYS: Razor just-defends Damnd's Damnd Ball!
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Damnd 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Razor
Razor doesn't try to get out of the way, but instead rolls with the impact as Damnd hurls himself into him, managing to avoid any real damage from the assault. He shifts and maneuvers his way to try and obtain a superior position, attempting to grab Damnd by the shirt while he's still grounded and throw a series of punches into his face. "You may be with Mad Gear, but right now, you're just one man, chump!"
COMBATSYS: Damnd blocks Razor's Beat Ray.
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Damnd 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Razor
Damnd raises his forearm as his yellow vest is grabbed, Razor's fist slamming into the thick muscle with satisfying smacks. "Bein' just one man is all I need to kick yo' ass! I'm de Damnd mon, I woop de butt!" He attempts to pick Razor up, before slamming him backwards into the asphalt.
COMBATSYS: Razor endures Damnd's Back Drop.
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Damnd 0/-------/-----==|==-----\-------\0 Razor
When Razor finds himself being lifted up, he braces for the landing, hitting the street on his back and taking the full impact of the throw. Ignoring the pain, though, he pushes himself back up to his feet almost as soon as he lands. "And here I thought I was just going to clean up one of the small time losers polluting the neighbourhood," he growls as he whips around, aiming a high axe kick at Damnd's upper body. "Knowing it's one of the big time losers will make it all the more satisfying!"
COMBATSYS: Razor successfully hits Damnd with Straight Edge.
- Power hit! -
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Damnd 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Razor
The kick slams into Damnd's collar bone, with a low snap sounding out as something is broken. Damnd falls sideways, landing on his hand and growling. "Dat really hurt, mon. I t'ink it's time to teach you a lesson!" He stands up, one of his arms sagging lower than the other, and lashes out with his fist at Razor's face.
COMBATSYS: Razor blocks Damnd's Medium Punch.
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Damnd 0/-------/---====|====---\-------\0 Razor
Razor's left hand comes up to catch the brawnier man's fist, the impact loud, and he pushes away from Damnd before shaking out his palm and flexing his fingers. "That stung a little, too," he says as he returns fire, stepping toward Damnd and ducking into a hard right hook.
COMBATSYS: Damnd just-defends Razor's Hook Punch!
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Damnd 0/-------/---====|====---\-------\0 Razor
Damnd swings his hand out and catches Razor's wrist, slowly forcing his arm backwards. Damnd gives Razor a big grin in the close quarters, his gold teeth glittering, and he states, "I don't t'ink you know what you be dealin' wit'!" He then attempts to pick Razor up by the throat with his other hand, lifting him off his feet and slamming him onto his back.
COMBATSYS: Razor endures Damnd's Guillotine Drop.
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Damnd 0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\0 Razor
Razor grabs at Damnd's other arm with his free one as he's lifted off of his feet, but with the bigger man having better footing, he's unable to free himself before being chokeslammed onto the asphalt with a sickening thud.
T"Urgh," he grunts as he feels pain shooting up through his ribs. Forcing himself to try and ignore it, he scuffles over toward the sound of reggae music and reaches out to snatch the sound system. "I'm just hitting my rhythm," he says as he pushes up to his feet, he swings the stereo with the momentum, aiming for Damnd's face. "And you with yours!"
COMBATSYS: Damnd endures Razor's Random Weapon.
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Damnd 0/-------/-======|======-\-------\0 Razor
Damnd gets smashed over the face with his own boombox, electronic components and plastic flying everywhere as the Marley comes to a halt. "MY BOOMBOX!" Damnd roars in rage, shaking bodily from anger. "DAT COST ME FITTY BUCKS, YOU DOGHEART!" He has a fit, flying at Razor with either fist.
COMBATSYS: Razor blocks Damnd's Punch Mayhem.
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Damnd 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\1 Razor
Razor raises his hands to try and block Damnd's flying double-fisted assault. While he manages to deflect the brunt of the impact, the attack does knock him a bit off-balance, causing him to stagger back and throwing him out of his stance momentarily. Righting himself, he quirks an eyebrow a bit. "Dogheart? There's a new one," he says before throwing out a hard straight left at Damnd's chest.
COMBATSYS: Damnd blocks Razor's Straight Punch.
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Damnd 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\1 Razor
Damnd knocks the fist away with a swipe of his hand, Razor's knuckles digging into his fingers and making a crunch. "It means yo' a rude dude, and generally a bitch," Damnd explains, growling lowly. He lashes out with another fist, this one aimed at Razor's right shoulder, attempting to hurt his ability to block.
COMBATSYS: Razor Toughs Out Damnd's Medium Punch!
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Damnd 1/-------/=======|=======\===----\1 Razor
Razor takes the hard punch straight to his shoulder, tensing his muscles for the impact. "You're right about one thing." Rather than appearing crippled in his ability to defend himself by the injury, though, he comes right back from the punch with a fierce swing toward Damnd's gut. "I ain't..." he says as he attempts to follow up the punch by grabbing at Damnd's shoulders and bend him down, attempting to knee him twice in the face, "...exactly..." He will then attempt to follow up with an elbow to the back, intending to bring Damnd to the ground. "...polite society!" If that succeeds he'll attempt to finish with a series of stomps while Damnd down.
COMBATSYS: Razor successfully hits Damnd with House of Suffering.
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Damnd 1/-----==/=======|>>>>---\-------\0 Razor
Damnd gets punched in the gut and doubled over, before taking several knees to the face, before slamming down into the ground and getting kicked around. Damnd takes one hell of a beating, but comes out of it smiling, even as blood drips from the sides of his mouth. He even giggles! "Dat was fun, dawg. Now let me RETURN DE FAVOR!" he shouts, exploding from his back up into the air, attempting to slam through Razor on his way upwards.
COMBATSYS: Razor just-defends Damnd's Super Damnd Ball!
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Damnd 0/-------/------=|>>>>---\-------\0 Razor
As Damnd launches up suddenly from under his foot, Razor raises his hands and pushes himself down and away from Damnd, letting the big man go sailing overhead. "You're right, that was pretty fun too," he says as he runs at Damnd with renewed vigor, swinging his leg up then aiming to snap it down again, this time aiming his axe kick at the big man's be-dreadlocked head.
COMBATSYS: Damnd blocks Razor's Straight Edge.
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Damnd 0/-------/------=|===----\-------\0 Razor
Damnd raises his hand and blocks the kick, catching it and dropping a couple of inches as his knees bend. He emits a loud groan, breathing more heavily and bloody as hell, but still struggling. "Urrrgh...You bastard. Dis rude boy is gonna get yo'!" He pushes the foot backwards, before leaping forward, attempting to tangle up Razor with his extended arm.
COMBATSYS: Damnd successfully hits Razor with Flying Clothesline.
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Damnd 0/-------/---====|=======\-------\0 Razor
Razor is caught out hard by the flying clothesline, carried down and slammed headfirst into the ground by the bigger man's weight. Jarred by the impact, he rolls over onto his knees, reaching up to feel the back of his head and noticing that there's definitely some warmth and wetness there. And he can feel his ribs screaming at him from the landing. Picking himself up, he turns to Damnd again, wiping the blood from his hand on his jeans before raising his arms again in a boxing stance. Then, steeling himself, he charges in, aiming to deliver of combination of three quick body blows at Damnd, trying to drive the wind out of him further.
COMBATSYS: Razor successfully hits Damnd with Blackout.
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Damnd 0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\0 Razor
Damnd gets punched by the three blows, his back writhing as he falls to his knees, wheezing deeply from the body strikes. "You...You...I'm gonna...Huff...Murder...Your children..." He charges forward from his knees, attempting to tackle Razor to the ground beneath him.
COMBATSYS: Razor blocks Damnd's Medium Throw.
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Damnd 0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\1 Razor
Razor is clipped by Damnd as the bigger man attempts to tackle him, but Razor manages to keep himself on his feet. "Classy. If I had kids, I'd feel inclined to knock your head off on their behalf," Razor says, his own breathing heavy as he makes himself stay on his feet and ready to fight despite the burning sensation still running through his body. "But I don't. So instead, this is for all the other kids you push your shit on." Mustering what strength he can, he comes in low at Damnd before rising into a hard rising uppercut aimed at his opponent's chin, aiming to knock his lights out.
COMBATSYS: Damnd endures Razor's Raise Your Fist.
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Damnd 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\0 Razor
Damnd gets smashed in the jaw, his shades flying off his skull as blood and a gold tooth fly out of his mouth. He stumbles backwards, dazed, before he rears back his arm and charges in, attempting to lay the mother of all haymakers in on Razor. No words now - just action.
COMBATSYS: Razor Toughs Out Damnd's Lunging Rasta!
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Damnd 0/-------/=======|=======\===----\1 Razor
Suddenly, the scene of the fight has grown oddly quiet, in the absence of the musical stylings of Marley and the jibes of the two street toughs. Razor sees the fist flying toward his face fast and braces for the impact. The blow catches him clean in the mouth, snapping his head back and causing him to spit blood. He can feel the world seeming to spin for a moment, then suddenly realign as he looks back straight toward Damnd, somehow still on his feet, though only through sheer force of will and adrenalin. Then he throws himself at the drug lord shoulder first, aiming to take him off his feet with a spear-tackle before raining punches down on his face until he can no longer do so.
COMBATSYS: Razor can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Damnd blocks Razor's Gatecrasher.
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Damnd gets knocked over by Razor, too tired to resist. He gets slammed onto the ground and pummelled, trying to block with his arms but ultimately overcome by the rain of blows. Eventually, as Razor drops off him, he doesn't move, the two of them two bloody figures laying in the street. And, of course, while Damnd is unconscious, the junkie - who had been watching this whole thing - steals all of Damnd's crack and money, like the thieving drug addict he is!
COMBATSYS: Damnd takes no action.
COMBATSYS: Damnd can no longer fight.
Log created on 16:17:28 08/01/2012 by Razor, and last modified on 20:10:31 08/01/2012.