Description: Sun, sand, surf, and onsen! What could be better than a day at the resort town of Shirahama's Shirahama Beach? A fight at Shirahama Beach, that's what! Round 1 of Lee Chao Lan's Beachtime Bonanza sees the littlest Psycho Soldier Momoko and the eldest Futaba Gato facing off in a fight that is sure to be memorable... if it ever even makes broadcast! <Winner: Gato> <This scene rated O for 'Ohhhh myyyy!'>
Shirahama Beach, -
Sun, sand, and surf. That's what can be found here in ample supply, at this beautifully well-maintained 800-meter long stretch of white sand along the coast of the Izu Peninsula. A peculiarity of this beach is that the sand itself is not a natural feature, it is known for having been imported from Australia. Roughly two hours southwest of Southtown by Shinkansen (Bullet Train), the resort town of Shirahama plays host to annual festivals every year here. This is one of the shining jewels of Japanese tourism!
This place is well known for its clear, aquamarine, rolling waters, luxurious resorts and night life, and most importantly the mixed-bath Onsen (Hot Springs) which is a Japanese pass time. Perfect for relaxing after a hard day of play at the beach!
It's mid-noon and there's a lot of people out here on the hot sands today. Many of them are soaking up the suns rays, surfing, and chatting up- potential cuties. But many of them may soon become unwitting spectators to a surprise match up. Once the beach tournament crew wandering the white sands in search of potential fighters find their guys...
...or girls as it were! "Hehe!", a spritely little voice calls out as a smallish girl, dressed in white cargo shorts and pink halter top, with brunette mane tied up by pink ribbons leaps into the air! She spikes a passing volleyball suddenly, sending it hurtling across the net with tremendous speed toward a blonde male standing opposite her. The poor boy doesn't have more time than it takes to go wide-eyed before it clocks him upside the head and sends him sprawling. One of the girls on the opposite side of the net rushes over to help him up, possibly his girlfriend. But the brunette just jumps up and down with enthusiasm, not really seeming to care!
Shortly, the fight crew make their way to the net, three men dressed in beach approriate attire. One of them is bearing a camera. "Excuse me, miss? Aren't you... a Psycho Soldier? ... If I am not mistaken, would you be interested in participating in a sporting event? More specifically... a fight?"
The girl's head snaps around suddenly, ribbons dancing. "Fight? Fight who...?"
Vengeance.
Cold, absolute, ruthless vengeance.
That, and nothing else, is what has brought Gato to this humiliating tournament. The eccentric arrogance of the Mishimas has certainly been inherited in full by Lee Chao Lan, but if he thought these simple measures would keep away the fist of death born of Futaba blood, he was very much wrong. Every single slight and insult thrown his way through the process of joining the tournament has been stoicly endured, and there were many. He's dressed in a rather horrific surfer's garb at the moment; overlarge purple and pink tanktop, and thoroughly bushy half-mesh black and green pants that reach his knees. Even a pair of gaudy mirrored sunglasses are upon his nose. 'All participants must be wary of UV rays affecting vision.' Whatever you say, Mr. Chao Lan. Whatever you say.
Each ember only empowers the fists that will break you. What Lee did will never be forgiven. Never. Even the endless wrath of his father has been put on hold to right /that/ wrong. And Gato will destroy everyone in this tournament if it means finally meeting the Silver Demon a second time, face to face.
Momoko might be the greatest slight, though. A young child, fresh on her career. A bright future despite not being forged in the iron flames of an absolute warrior. Perhaps Hotaru might have been her, in a more positive environment. No matter. All wars have unwanted casualties. He can at least make it quick.
Gato is unobtrusive otherwise, settled in the middle of a great circular area cordoned off with tall poles and Chaquita Banana-style fruit ensembles, with no small amount of tiki masks. Half of it is within the crashing waves, currently impacting Gato's back as he sits cross-legged in the water. Momoko has likely heard of the fighter; he's a prodigal fighter famous on the tournament circuits. No small foe to prove the mettle of her Psycho-powered kicks against!
Unfortunately for the young brunette, even acknowledging the tournament crew was as good as giving her consent. "Right this way, please!", the body builder wearing a rather gay (exuberant, not homosexed!) hawaiian shirt and tan shorts at the fore replies. He promptly grabs the girl by the arm with all of the insistence you'd expect of someone who works for the Mishima family. And then, he practically drags her across the beach toward the fighting circle where Gato waits with an aura of passionate ire seething beneath his surface.
After stumbling forward into the fighting circle, the energetic girl turns on the man who threw her in as the camera man goes about setting up a platform for the camera. "Hey!", comes an annoyed whine, tiny fists curling into tight balls as her bountiful hair bounces with a stomping of her foot. The organizer does not reply, instead ignoring her to talk to another crew member to his left. Shortly, the camera pans toward the pair and prepares to record, and that's when the reflection in the camera's lens catches her attention.
She turns, almost immediately, eyeing Gato... "Oh well, I..." Wait, hasn't she seen this fighter before? Hmm... oh! "...Gato?", she turns her her brown eyes toward the azure sky as if to question it. Perhaps the only reason she remembered is because it was spanish for 'Cat'. She may have called him 'kitty cat man' once behind the relative safety of a TV set. But she'd never do it here! "...Ooookay... well...", she seems a bit disappointed by his impassiveness thus far. "Let's have a good fight, okay!" ... And then, regardless of reply, she falls into a standard Ginga and waits...
COMBATSYS: Momoko has started a fight here.
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Momoko 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Momoko focuses on her next action.
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Momoko 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Gato has joined the fight here.
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Gato 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Momoko
The only thing feline about Gato seeing him in person is the ferocity of a siberian tiger, the predatory dominace of a lion, the sheer untamed nature of his short braided hair. The latter might be less imposing, all in all. Again and again the waves break upon Gato's back, frothing up in a wild spray. He does not move so much as an inch, leaning forward with his palms pressed into his knees. Some manner of meditation; there's a sense of dark energy seething from him, something that Momoko is liable to dislike. For chi, it's got a distant scent of Vega... someone on the path of destruction, vengeance, and the sacrifice of one's own humanity.
Eyes snap open once it is clear the battle has begun. Flowing upright, fingers flex out before closing as he brings up one hand then the other, swishing his sandaled feet forward to take a direct stance. The opposite of Momoko herself, who uses fluidity and grace. Straightforward destruction, and nothing more.
Suddenly Gato stamps on the ground. A great, two-meter veil of spraying ocean water goes in all directions, as he launches himself forward. Blurring through the air, he twists around, snapping up a short, brutal kick aimed to hit Momoko right in the midsection and send her flying towards the edge of the ring!!
"You are an obstacle... I bear you no ill will, but begone!!"
COMBATSYS: Gato successfully hits Momoko with Mu-ran-Geri.
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Gato 0/-------/------=|======-\-------\0 Momoko
The longer Momoko stays in Gato's vicinity, the more it becomes apparent his mind and spirit are clouded by darkness. Make no mistake, Momoko is nowhere as proficient at the empathy-based aspects of Psycho Power as her idol Athena. But when his meditation breaks, and his mind focuses upon her... that seething ire bubbling beneath his surface become far more apparent to the psion. It actually provokes a momentary pause in her swaying motion, as his focused anger is channeled toward her along with that furious kick.
"!!!", a wordless, pained, expression comes as Momoko is sent hurtling through the air backwards across the white sands that fill the circle. She was already near the edge of the circle to begin with, and that powerful kick nearly knocked her right back out of it again! It also knocked the air out of the girl, and this is exactly why she stays on her knees, gasping for breath momentarily.
"Let's see some destruction!", the body builder wearing exuberant hawaiian shirt shouts. "Burn her clothes off!", shouts the man beside him. The camera man, however, remains silent... keeping the camera trained on Gato...
"...Clothes?!", Momoko's head snaps around again as her face turns red. "...P-Perverts!" And then, she leaps to her bare feet again... staring Gato down. She /was/ wearing a swimsuit beneath her halter and cargo shorts, of course. But the last thing she wanted was to be seen flailing around in it on camera! "...That was mean! ... Okay, fine...!"
And with that declaration of resolve made, she charges Gato suddenly. "Here I come!" ...And then rolls into a swift cartwheel toward him, before landing on her left foot and leaping into the air with a spin. From there, she throws a swift, sweeping, high roundhouse kick directly for his head accompanied by a stream of blue stars!
COMBATSYS: Momoko successfully hits Gato with Aumada Materu EX.
- Power hit! -
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Gato 0/-------/----===|=======\-------\0 Momoko
Sadly, the destruction of clothing is mandatory. This much, Gato was clearly instructed on. Otherwise he has zero interest in such pointless pursuits. The sooner such is granted to the camera, the sooner he can execute the hapless Momoko and move on. Lee. The death of Lee Chao Lan, for those horrors he can never speak. That is what all of this is for. But her movements are more quick and accurate than he had expected. Forearms whirl up, but the dynamic Momoko is able to shift her center of balance and flit her foot past masterfully... with all his focus and bracing in his forearm, the blow strikes unguarded right in the face. He's sent spinning away, seeing literal blue stars whirl about his body.
Such purity. It's like Ying meeting Yang. Rage boils through Gato... misdirected though it be. Of a light, fluffy, carefree energy, that did...!!
Whirling around, Gato suddenly slides forward, exhaling a heavy waft of breath as another wave crashes into his ankles. And then he erupts forward, a short dash that's nearly lost to the cameras outside a blur, trying to drive the heel of his hand dead center into Momoko's chest. Before kicking forward, launching himself forward to strike the hapless girl away, as a great eruption of kinetic energy and wind blows out, sending a plume of sand into the cameras...
And, to the distaste of his pride and ego, also intended to do quite a number on her chosen outfit!!
COMBATSYS: Momoko interrupts Shin-Ga from Gato with Peach Attack.
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Gato 0/-------/---====|=======\=------\1 Momoko
Momoko drops out of that aerial kick aided by body torsion and lands right back on the fore part of her left foot. She then whirls in place, falling back into the natural rhythm of the Ginga... swaying like a tropical bannana tree in the sea breeze from one foot to the other. This might serve to make Gato even more irate, if he isn't familiar with Capoeira. After all, it looks like some manner of strange dance! "You won't take Momoko's clothes without more effort than that, Mister!" Realizing this sounds really dirty coming out of her mouth, her face glows red again. Please don't let the other Psycho Soldiers be watching... please don't let Kensou be watching!
There was a definite difference in spirits here, that much was certain. Momoko was, despite her childishness, hardly the purest soul ever. But in comparison to Gatou's own tainted spirit she was like an angel. This very moment, as Gato charged her headlong, was akin to an army of angry, black, storm clouds attempting to consume the sky and blot out the sun...
..But it was hard to blot out the sunshine Momoko exudes! "...PEAACCCCCCCCCH...YYYY...~!", comes a sugary sweet cry as that hand roars in at her! What was Momoko preparing for? Why... the most hilarious, and utterly humiliating, defense Gato will probably see for a long, long, time. Momoko springs forward toward him as he closes the distance, spinning in place before...!
-Boing!-
Blocking that strike with a handful of soft, squishy, ass! The force of the strike and her buttocks making contact does some level of damage, tearing the rear out of her shorts and revealing a bright pink bikini bottom with a panda's face on it! And the panda's face is -exactly- where Gato's hand connects. But... Momoko isn't done. She doesn't give him time to finish the rest of the attack, continuing to push back against him with her ass to try and knock him off balance! "...AAAAATTTTT..." And she bounces forward, again, this time striking his midsection with a forceful butt strike, "...TTTTAAAAQUUE!", and yet another little hopping butt strike to finish before leaping away energetically...
...and rubbing her sore ass right infront of the camera! "OWOWOW... that hurt, mister!"
Gato's hand has struck many things with it's all-destructive force. Wood. Stone. Metal. It has crushed the hopes, dreams, and careers of countless fighters. But not since that time with Hotaru long ago has it impacted a petite rump in such a fashion. He's finding that Momoko's center of balance is superhumanly gathered; he had intented to barrel through and past, as if striking her was not part of the maneuver, only the distant air. That has allowed her talented ass to completely seize the momentum, strugging to regain his footing. Many people are staring with wide eyes at what's taking place. The humiliation!!
Made all the worse when Gato is struck right in the face by the assault, losing in the clash of titans. The second strikes him in the stomach, and he staggers back with a sharp *rip!* of fabric. "..." Oops. He had grasped on to the back of Momoko's torn shorts, and taken the remnants of them along with him. A single stream of blood runs down his nostril.
Before he flicks the clothing away, and once more assumes his stance. No comment neccesary. He just continues forward, for the second time in recent history casting things into the deep, dark part of his memory to forever be suppressed. A short series of strikes is done, trying to chase Momoko down before twisting, launching his momentum in a sudden, short impact of his back with her supple frame. "Hnn!!"
COMBATSYS: Momoko interrupts Aggressive Strike from Gato with Ohashi Samaninacchae.
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Gato 0/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Momoko
Gato may be by far the most humiliated fighter here today, but from Momoko's perspective it was entirely warranted! You don't assault a maiden's chastity and get away unscathed! Not even if your name is Kensou! "...", she's eyeing him furiously from beneath her curly mass of silken brown hair, even as she continues to rub the sore ass he copped a feel of moments prior! One thing was for certain, he definitely didn't warrant the cute little nickname she had given him! He was more like a nasty alley cat than a kitty!
People have, indeed, begun to watch by now. There was a fairly sizeable gathering of beach goers standing behind the film crew, and the film crew seemed a tad upset Gato hadn't stripped the loli to her bare essentials yet. The camera man, however, seems to be amusing himself by zooming in on that pink bikini bottom peeking out from her shorts...
...Momoko does notice the momentary nose bleed, as the last shreds of her shorts are tossed away. D-did he...?! "...Naughty thoughts are bad...!", she chastises even as he roars into her vicinity again with a blur. "...OhashIIIIII....!", comes a prolonged cry as the spritely brunette's body briefly glows brightly with blue Psycho Power. That should have been warning enough to Gato that he was about get clocked by something...
...But he charges in anyway, heedless, and begins to throw strikes at her right as her own arms raise up high... and its not to defend! "....SAMANINACCHAEEEE!!!" is shouted, right before two of Gato's strikes sail through and clock her in the face and chest sending a spray of blood sideways and shredding the neck strap of her halter top! But it's too late... even as Momoko goes staggering from the hit, Gato would soon find himself encased in raw Psycho Power as blue as the sky above. Within an instant, he'd be lifted off of the ground and thrown violently into the sky by the the psionic attack! It'll send him high enough, possibly, to get a scenic view of the entire beach before turning him loose for a free fall...
Meanwhile, as the daze of being struck by his strength wears off, Momoko realizes entirely too late he has shredded her top too! He'd severed the neck strap, causing the whole front to collapse and dangle down to her lap. And the matching bright, pink, bikini top she has chosen today is... rather risque for her apparent age. Covering her smallish, no more than a small handful, breasts is a bikini top with bright white seashell designs etched on the pink fabric of the breast! ... And her face now matched her top! "..."
Momoko's better than Gato would have expected. Perhaps the rage is distracting. Or the humiliation. Or the laughing faces. All of it is swirling into a dark nova, as he begins to repress it further and further. The brutal strikes that would send most fighters reeling, bypassed again as Momoko twists through the cyclone of fury fearlessly and strikes him true. Caught in that typhoon of raw energy, he can only let loose an angry cry as he's launched towards the heavens. Disoriented, he can't tell up and down soon enough to escape a crash through a tiki torch, ending up thumping into wet sand that does little to dull his fall.
"..." He's on the recieving end now of an aesthetic inconvenience. His shirt was shredded completely off. Is that tear-away velcro at the sleeves and back? Somewhere his glasses were also lost, hair disheveled and falling about his face. Gato is actually far from unattractive, even if he does little to show such; beyond the brutal, twisted scar along his spine, that widens multiple eyes.
"Give up, child...! Or else!!" Suddenly bursting into the air, Gato rears back his arm, other palm aiming carefully. Before he twists and strikes, a mass of blue-fire chi launched suddenly to crack through the air. And the aim is to strike Momoko in the chest, with a great burst of kinetic energy. Perhaps fully shaming her will make her submit!! Or maybe he's just that bitter about the entire circumstance...
COMBATSYS: Gato knocks away Momoko with Kou-Ga.
- Power hit! -
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Gato 0/-------/=======|=======\=------\1 Momoko
Momoko's face is still burning, even as Gato crashes into a tiki torch somewhere nearby. It snaps audibly, the top half of the torch spilling onto the sand upside down and being snuffed out immediately. The bottom half, still jutting out from the sand, shreds his shirt right up the backside - causing it to fall off in a heap. By the time Gato begins to stand, Momoko's face has begun to cool off. The heat of embarassment having long since been radiating out into the atmosphere.
But then she catches sight of his bare, muscular, chest hardened by years of battle and suddenly her face lights up again... the heat radiating off her face is renewed!
But... it lasts only as long as it takes for him to demand she give up for it to cool again. The chill temperature of her sheer distaste for him right now overwhelming any momentary attraction. "...Momoko does not...!", she starts as he leaps into the air, but is immediately cut off by that crackling of foreign energy. She couldn't sense its power, but after everything he's hit her with tonight? She knew better than to try to sit pretty for it...!
She then rolls forward detly, anticipating his expected trajectory. ... And she gusses wrongly. She had expected he was going to hit her with some manner of energy strike. But, as Gato's body wrenches forward and a mass of chi is flung from the hand opposite the one she expected, she rises up to her feet again and catches the energy blast right in the sternum!
A blast of blue fire ensues, scorching the sand where she stood, and blows the diminuitive brunette back first across the fighting circle! Her entire top is burned thoroughly off, flesh reddened and singed, and her rib cage is fractured. Much to the delight of Japanese salary men everywhere, and Momoko's chagrin, her 'girls' spring free from her top as she skids across the sand and her head goes just over the edge of the fighting ring.
That would have been the end of it... had it not been for one thing...
...Momoko, thoroughly injured, and also now disqualified... was entirely too angry to just lie down and take it! Swinging her left arm across her bare breasts, and sitting up with a pained groan... the diminuitive capoerista pushes herself to her feet again with a stagger. From there, she staggers forward wordlessly... right hand cupped at her side as her left arm keeps the boobage well within TV rating! She then begins to channel all of the Psycho Power she has left in her body... beginning to glow with violently throbbing blue energy. She can't win now, but just maybe... she can make him pay...! "...EEEEEEEE..." That right hand is brought forward, mid-stride, fingers opening... "....SSSSSSSSSSPPPPAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!"... and a violent burst of rainbow-coored energy fires forth in a massive beam from that hand toward Gato in a last ditch effort to spite him!
...Before she collapses to the sand, face-first, unconscious.
COMBATSYS: Momoko can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Gato interrupts Esper~! from Momoko with Ura Fuu-Ga EX.
*KNOCKED AWAY*
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Gato 1/-----==/=======|
Tenacity has it's place. But Momoko has already lost this fight, when his explosive burst of chi sent her tumbling out of the ring. The only purpose of her building attack now is simply being a bad loser. But that has another mistake; for the fight has not yet concluded, in his eyes. A fist thumps into Gato's hand, eyes narrowing as he watches the sluggish gathering of energy. She's too far away. The attack is being too forecast. It has no hope of hitting... the only purpose it has is to be punished. A small, minute drop of the horrors he shall save for Lee as he enters the next round.
Gato stamps forward, launching himself when he sees Momoko's most vulnerable moment; beginning to thrust her arms forward to fire the beam. It does go off, just beginning to impact him, but a savage upwards kick hits her clean in the chest yet again. Launching her up in the air; but Gato then reaches up, grasping her by the side of the bikini bottom, and then *YANKING* down. Savagely depositing Momoko head-first into the sand with a great *paft*.
And he then flicks away her last shred of modesty, without even being conscious enough to do anything about it!!
"LEE. I AM COMING FOR YOU!!" he roars towards the camera, punching it abruptly and shattering the lense. Someone has the common decency to throw a towel over Momoko, but the damage to her pride has hopefully been done. Turning, he strides off, through the crowd of slack-jawed onlookers.
Lee's Beach Bonanza might be much more popular than he originally intended!!
COMBATSYS: Gato has ended the fight here.
Log created on 20:46:55 06/14/2013 by Momoko, and last modified on 07:16:55 06/15/2013.