Description: A mysterious girl dressed in a ridiculous fashion leads some thugs with even less sense to assault a Mishima Zaibatsu facility. But all is not as it seems! Unfortunately for the viewers at home, the dialogue from approximately halfway through was inaudible over large explosions and the sound of chaos!
Heihachi Mishima has not been paying a particularly large amount of attention to the crisis in Metro City. The city has always been something of a run down affair, constantly overripe with gangs and violence like a rotting fruit on the edge of bursting. When your Mayor's only selling point is being able to piledrive crime, he's more then happy to let them sort it out themselves. However, when he was notified that one of his company's assets might get attacked... well. That changes things entirely. If the facility got blown up, the premiums on his insurance in America would go up. And he just can't have THAT.
Tekken Force is extremely expensive to deploy, and Lars is on a mission. So Heihachi himself has decided to come personally, with the blessing of Friday Night Fight for tipping him off. A sleek black helicopter is whirling overhead, slowly circling before shifting to hover over the main front gates; armored chainlink fence topped with barbed wire and thoroughly electrocuted making it the most appealing point to attack.
And then, two sleek forms in crimson and white body armor suddenly deploy from the sides. A rapple line running along each, it goes tense and slows them down to land a moment before impact.
Yanking off the helmet to reveal two prongs of white hair, the left one is revealed to be Heihachi himself, holding the armored helmet under an arm. The other, being a giant bear in a customized outfit complete with helmet, is a bit easier to identify. "( This outfit is uncomfortable! Why are we dressed up like this?!" "Advertising, Kuma!! Advertising!!"
Marz has identified most of the priority targets in Metro City. There aren't many of them, but there is more to this chaos than meets the eye. She has also attempted to blend in, and make the people under her command blend in. The trouble is, Marz's grasp on fashion is... questionable, at best.
The young woman is wearing a Teenage Mutant Nina Turtle hoodie, with a backpack and a headset. Her hair has been dyed blue, and her skin painted brown in what she believes is a 'ganguro' style.
Her shoes are polished to e brilliant shine. She is also wearing a pleated pink skirt.
She is backed up by a half dozen people wearing pantsuits and Hello Kitty masks, and a man in a glittery pink cowboy costume. The man, in particular, does not look happy about this. He's six foot tall, broad and thickly muscled, and is grumbling as the motley assortment approach the facility.
Mission Objective: Test the defenses of the Mishima Zaibatsu's American assets. Infiltrate the facility if possible. Steal the plans if the opportunity presents itself.
When she lays eyes on Heihachi, the Doll pulls herself up to her full height, and then holds up her hand. The group come to a halt around her.
"You there." She says. "I am here to inform you that this turf is my turf and that if you do not remove yourself forthwith then there shall be a greater degree of violence in your immediate future directed towards your person than would be advisable for a man of your advanced years!"
Because Marz knows who Heihachi is, and how strong he is.
... but she has been practicing her smack talk. How did she do?
COMBATSYS: Marz has started a fight here on the left meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Heihachi has joined the fight here as a boss!
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Heihachi slowly strides forward before the closed gates of his facility, slowly cracking his head to the side with a loud, muffled pop. Indeed, the structure behind is all sleek steel and cutting edge technology, massive panes spread like a blooming flower of technological progress. Of course it's not actually active at the moment and is still being tested and researched, but that doesn't make it any less valuable to him. Or to steal!
"...eh? YOUR turf?" he growls out in his rough baritone voice, before slowly palming the top of his helmet. Marz' eyes could likely tell the top of the line quality. The best that research and money can manage. He then plants his palms to either side, and in a flex visible beneath his armored outfit, crushes it flat between his fingers. It then drops before him, landing with a loud clatter in it's new disk-shaped frame. "My turf is however far I can see, brat... And the only limit to my conquest the reach of my arms. Do you think you can dethrone me...?!" A gesture causes Kuma to retreat out of the way. He's not part of this fight! And besides, the multiple cameras of the facility are currently aimed to take in the scene from a few angles.
Before Heihachi hurls himself forward, streaking through the air with a roar. Before he brutally brings down his right arm, attempting to land right in the heart of the B Team and hopefully sending a few of them flying!!
COMBATSYS: The B Team blocks Heihachi's Strong Punch.
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Marz's attitude is completely at odds with her ridiculous outfit. One would think that a girl dressed as, brightly, as her, would be all enthusiasm and bravado. Instead, her eyes are cooly focused as she observes the man's movements. He is fast. He is strong. There is no way that the people he is rushing towards can even comprehend what it is they are looking at.
Heihachi strikes the squad like a bombshell, scattering the men which had surrounded their leader. Though they manage to roll with it, taking the blow with far less crushing force than had been, no doubt, intended, they are still staggered by the brutality of it. Marz simply brushes some of her hair back.
"We shall see." She murmurs.
Almost acting as one, the gathered thugs rush to the fray, "WE GOT THE NUMBAHS!" One of them shrieks, "WE CAN DOOO THIIIIIS!"
They certainly try, anyway. Attacking with absurd enthusiasm at the cost of their own safety. The small fry rush forwards, aiming to beat and batter Heihachi under sheer weight of numbers.
The Cowboy is far more conservative by contrast. He waits. He picks his moment.
And then he tries to punt Heihachi, right between the legs.
COMBATSYS: Marz calculates her next move.
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COMBATSYS: Heihachi blocks The B Team's Human Wave Attack EX.
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COMBATSYS: Heihachi dodges Y.Hoo's Medium Kick.
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Heihachi slowly rises as the onslaught of gumbies pours in on him. Raised forearms catch the majority, and for a moment he disappears. Before with a laugh he shoves brutally outwards, sending the entire team staggering. It seems numbers are not nearly enough to overpower him! The cheeky cowboy finally attacks, but a simplistic lunge backwards takes the grizzled veteran out of range. Fingers flex and pop as he whirls to and fro, keeping the surrounding enemies at bay. "You're a careful one." he suddenly states to Marz, fully understanding her calm approach. "Alright. I'll save you for last...!!" Of course, there's the matter of the men who just attacked him. And in a whirlwind roundhouse, he attempts to simply kick the lot of them rather brutally, the air kicked up into a visible whirlwind just from the destructive force. "We'll see if they can keep me occupied long enough, hahahaha!!"
COMBATSYS: Heihachi knocks away The B Team with Strong Kick.
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Marz is quietly grateful for the fact that Heihachi doesn't come straight at her. The assault is, terrifying. Truly horrible. She's seen some of the most awesome forces in the world clash first-hand, and she is already quite certain that Heihachi's reputation is fully deserved. However, all is not lost. There is always the potential for surprise.
The men are caught completely off guard, half of their number rendered unconscious by the titanic might of Heihachi's strikes. The remainder gather their willpower for the return fire. Coming in quick, they marshal their willpower and hurl into the fray with weapons drawn. Wait, weapons?
Yes! Heihachi uses his bare hands! SURELY the fact they have now drawn matching combat knives will turn the tide, as they slash and stab at the man.
If they are very lucky, they might buy enough time for the Cowboy to creep up behind Heihachi. The aim, there, is for him to suddenly come out of nowhere, both hands raised, and bring them down atop that mighty helmet with a cry of "YAHOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Either way, Marz waits until the very last moment, the opportune second, to fire off her contribution. A small blast of energy no bigger than a baseball, ricocheting through the crowd with eerie precision... and aiming to crack Heihachi right between the eyes.
COMBATSYS: Heihachi just-defends Marz's Psiball!
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COMBATSYS: Heihachi blocks The B Team's Rapid Reaction Force EX.
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COMBATSYS: Heihachi dodges Y.Hoo's Shadaloo Smash.
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In an ideal situation, Heihachi might seem vulnerable to knives. But presently, he's in a Tekken Force combat armor; sleek black and red, only his head and proud Y of hair is uncovered, given his previously squashed helmet. The heavy strikes penetrate the outer layer as desired, but it seems the brutal flesh within is hardly softer. He just laughs, flawlessly defending against all of them at once. Allowing those attacking from a bad angle or with feeble strength to have it ricochet off the armor, and instead deflecting those that might nick him. "Mosquitos!! You aren't even worth playing with!!" And then Heihachi suddenly lashes out his right hand, aiming to grasp one and pull him into an explosive headbutt, a crack of cerulean lightning and chi echoing forth. And then he'd grab another, and repeat the headbutt. Again. And again!!
In the midst of this, he once more whirls away from the cowboy, although it might be that if he was targetting the helmet, it's a squashed disc on the ground a couple meters away. Basic ambushing tactics don't work on him, apparently. Although he finally goes "!" when Marz' pinpoint psiball is launched... although his response is somewhat simple. Both hands sheathed with energy, he SLAPS them closed right atop it, a sharp crack and sizzle of lightning dissipating it. "Hah...! Interesting. That was... Psycho Power, wasn't it? You aren't a normal ganger..." Marz is given a rather more critical examination now.
COMBATSYS: Heihachi dazes The B Team with Stonehead!
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Marz narrows her eyes at the defense. Force of numbers... tch. The B Team really are fools. If force of numbers was enough, Lord Vega would be overwhelmed in an instant rather than towering above all as the impervious pillar of might and power that he truly is and deserves to be. Mere numbers mean nothing. It is how one reacts to that which determines victory.
The unfortunate fools are roundly crushed underneath Heihachi's stone head, the lightning flaring and putting them down for good. The Cowboy? Well, he's starting to get desperate. So far, he hasn't managed to land a single blow!
"GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
The sparkly man roars as he jumps forwards, both arms spinning around in a wide and sweeping arc, in mimicry of men much larger and much more... roar...y than he could ever hope to be.
"And you are not any old man." Marz replies, cooly. Quietly embarrassed by the antics of her underlings.
"Do you truly seek to rule all that you see?" She wonders aloud. "Then I will give you my strength."
She is not nearly as fast as she would like for this to work; but her hand burns with bright purple light. Sharpened to a razor's edge, she aims to draw it smoothly across Heihachi's back, identifying a slight nick in the armor that one of the thugs had achieved. Perhaps his sacrifice will not be in vain, if he buys the opening to make this impromptu slash of focused willpower strike true.
The will to conquer; the will to destroy; the will to crush all that opposes Him.
The will of a madman.
The will of a God.
COMBATSYS: The B Team takes no action.
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COMBATSYS: The B Team can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Heihachi blocks Marz's Psi-Ripper.
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COMBATSYS: Heihachi counters Spinning Clothesline from Y.Hoo with Heaven's Wrath.
*KNOCKED AWAY*
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Heihachi is rather casual, really. With his attention still on Marz, his arm sweeps out in a flare of chi and catches the hapless cowboy by the head. In a single swift, brutal motion he is kneed in the stomach, lifted clear off the ground; and then a moment later, an armored forearm impacts him in the back of the head, causing a loud crack. And then he's flipped over the attacking knee and discarded to bounce away in another direction. And then he shifts, flexing in a shimmer of coating chi as Marl's blow impacts his shoulder instead, striking much more solid armor. "Rule everything I see...? I already do that. I just choose not to enforce it...!!" Although he can keenly tell the raw training and discipline that the doll has. She moves like a trained assassin. A special forces. Someone brainwashed and relentlessly sculpted into the perfect weapon and tool. And one who uses Psycho power, a malignant force linked to a name few in the world know... "Tell me... why is someone like you bothering to attack my investments...?" And then a foot descends, impacting the throat of a headbutted man and grinding lightly. "And with people who are clearly not gang members... not native ones, at the very least..."
Marz watches with something like casual disinterest as Heihachi ruthlessly obliterates her unfortunate minion, grinding him underfoot. But, the man has a question; it would be incredibly rude not to answer.
"Because, not all in this world are as, lazy and irresponsible as you."
The young woman is not as polished as most of her counterparts; she does not move in their uniquely regimented style. Each movement from Marz is responsive to Heihachi's techniques. She is adapting, trying to locate the flaw in his armor, literally and metaphorically, which will allow her to strike him down. So far, that is proving impossible. Just as when she had observed Sagat and later Juri, trying to comprehend the levels which these fighters work on is ... very difficult.
Heihachi knows. She can see that in him. So. She must now act in order to preserve the illusion. She is close, close enough that her voice is so quiet, it is almost impossible for the cameras and microphones to pick up on it.
"I was created in order to assist a great man rule this world. With him gone, I will now act to create the world He desired."
"ENOUGH!!"
That last is a roar from the man being ground into the dirt. "BOTH OF YOU ARE FUCKIN' IDIOTS! NOW DIE!"
And suddenly, he is coming up in a chin-shattering uppercut. It is all Marz can do to back up quickly enough not to be caught herself. As she does, she curses, and throws her fist out in a quick snap-punch, but mostly... she tries to back up!
COMBATSYS: Heihachi guards against Y.Hoo's Kiloton Blow.
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COMBATSYS: Heihachi dodges Marz's Quick Punch.
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"Lazy and irresponsible...? I might be half of that, shrimp. But I'm a far cry from lazy. Do you think I got this powerful... lived this long... by slacking off?! Talent is worthless without effort!!" Marz is still watched, in a sort of casual manner, like someone playing with a knife. Knowing a slight misstroke will result in a nasty cut, but deigning that risk worth the act of observation. A listless punch is not about to hit Heihachi, who sways aside. And then his fist descends, catching the massive blow cleanly between his hands. Testament to the power, the cowboy almost barrels through; but with another 'tch!' he's yanked away and back to his feet. "Ahhh... Shadaloo, is it...?" Heihachi states, with litte hesitation. "Butted heads with them a few times. It is a shame though... that your lord fell." Wild eyes are aimed at Marz, grin toothy and fanatical. There is no sense of anything beyond burning, fearless passion in this man's soul. "I WOULD HAVE ENJOYED CRUSHING HIM!!" And then he stamps his foot upon the ground, twisting towards the cowboy and whipping his entire body into a brutal, chest shattering backfist!!
COMBATSYS: Heihachi dazes Y.Hoo with Fierce Punch!
- Power hit! -
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Marz is unnerved, to tell the truth. She had believed that her ablative armor of mooks would be enough to buy her an opening; some insight into how to counteract this devastating force. Instead, the poor cowboy's chest caves in, and she's not even certain if he is alive any more! Marz has been in enough fights over the years to know when things look bad.
Chance of success upon seeing Heihachi: 40 per cent.
Chance of success upon destruction of B Team: 32 per cent.
Chance of success now: 8 per cent.
"You are lazy because you do not enforce your rule." She says, the very picture of calm. "Power unexercised is no power at all. I do not know if I can defeat you."
"But I will do my best to enforce My will upon this miserable world."
It is a desperate gambit to be sure. She is certain now that she knows the outcome of this fight. Stabbing her foot down behind his, she aims to lean in and push him down into the ground.
COMBATSYS: Y.Hoo takes no action.
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COMBATSYS: Heihachi endures Marz's Quick Throw.
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"A true King does not need his subjects to grovel before him. A true King knows they will, if demanded. Your former lord was a fool who wanted to be acknowledged... and he is a dead husk for it, while I live on!" Heihachi then rushes forward, the intense shove jostling him slightly but ultimately leaving Marz vulnerable for the exchange. One huge armored arm sweeps out, trying to hook about the doll's head and crushingly apply a headlock. Before a seething knuckle of captured chi would be noogied relentlessly on her head. At least when he twists to produce a loud CRACK such would stop, although only ending by staggering her backwards into a roundhouse chi-imbued kick towards her midsection. "But what good is burning down a city nobody even wants? Do you think someone like him would want to sit atop this trash heap?!"
COMBATSYS: Marz dodges Heihachi's Neck Breaker EX.
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Marz slides forwards as Heihachi comes at her. It is, she believes, the last thing he will expect. As she winds up passing between his legs, coming up the other side, she may be argued to be correct in that assessment.
"This city is a cancer." She says. "I will excise it. I will take the useful parts, and I will craft a new vision."
Suddenly, she is smiling. Bright and cheerful, she cocks her head to the side, and lets her hands fall down. No definable stance, though she's still just as attuned to the battle as she ever has been. She just smiles, and looks at the old man for a moment.
"If you let me take what I will here, I will allow you to keep dominion over the world. After all, it is not as though you /achieve/ anything with it. It is a meaningless title for you."
She believes she has correctly located the psychological chink in his armor.
The question of whether or not it can be used to any productive end... that is another question entirely.
COMBATSYS: Marz takes no action.
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Well. That was certainly unexpected. Heihachi had every intention of breaking Marz into tiny portable doll pieces, possibly without her head attached somewhere in the middle of the process. When he turns around, he doesn't continue the assault of his own volition. It is rather clear who the victor will be without the most passionate of attacks to overcome raw odds, and Marz does not seem the type for that to the grizzled old man. At least... at first. "Allow me...?" Slowly he grins, before laughing in a manner that's half crazed. "Allow me?! The last one to dare try and restrict me was my father... who I tore down from his throne and cast into darkness!! You want to know what I really want? A grand battlefield...! Tekken Force could have easily destroyed this pointless uprising. But I wanted to see the reactions of the rest of the world. The American military. The heroes. The vultures!!" Slowly a shrug follows, one shoulder rolling. "Peace... the world needs peace. But some people cannot live in it. As you said, Metro City is a cancer... I can let it burn a bit to amuse the degenerates in the world, can't I? Especially if I am one of them!!"
COMBATSYS: Heihachi takes no action.
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Marz is conflicted. On the one hand, she feels instinctively that she should try to obliterate Heihachi for his harsh words concerning Lord Vega. But... but doing so would jeopardize her overall activities. It would be pointless. Cold logic dictates that this should be where the fight ends. Where she walks away in order to continue with her more useful activities. Reality says that any advantage she might have had has been completely swept away.
There is no shame in defeat; there is only shame in squandering resources pointlessly.
She nods her head once, sharply. Sliding her hair back behind her ear, before she reaches down, and picks up the cowboy. It is, comical. Watching a girl so small pick up a far larger man and sling him over hershoulder.
She walks towards Heihachi, and then offers her hand. "Then we have a deal." She says. "I respect your power, Mishima Heihachi. You will have your battlefield. And it will be..."
"Glorious."
COMBATSYS: Marz takes no action.
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Heihachi slowly tilts his head from one side to the other, looking down at Marz. It is clear on his face. The thought of trying to crush her like an insect. It might not be all that hard, given his effortless rampage within the midst of her minions. But in the end he just laughs, massive hand engulfing Marz's own. It would hurt a great deal, but she'd keep her limbs when released. "Do what you will here. I only came to protect my assets... If you stand down, then... I suppose my involvement here's at an end!!" Kuma wanders over, sniffing at a couple of the downed thugs. "(You could have had someone else defend this location. You just wanted to fly down here to beat up people, didn't you?)"
Marz grinds her teeth as the hand shakes hers, but she survives with her limbs intact, and perhaps her minions will have learned a thing or two about rushing in blindly where they should hold back and consider things tactically.
"Good day." She says, as she detaches and walks away. It is only when she is far from the man that she breathes out, and feels she can speak.
"Mission failure."
"But our primary objectives will continue unhindered."
Log created on 17:02:24 08/14/2012 by Marz, and last modified on 07:30:07 08/16/2012.