Description: Atop the shantytown near the stadium, two princesses (of a sort) fight. A giant explosion blasts buildings over and due to a combination of determination and antisocial personality disorders, the fight continues. Blocking was forbidden!! But who was the winner?! (It was Sada. Sada won. Buy Sada merchandise today.)
COMBATSYS: Sada has started a fight here.
COMBATSYS: Gertrude has joined the fight here.
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Sada 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Gertrude
Gertrude really doesn't know what to make of all this.
Truth be told, the young German woman had thought the advertising all a little silly. With its edgy voice-synth and intense atmosphere, she'd figured it to be some sort of absurd pubicity stunt playing on the recent uptick in love for publicized fighting. Well, she's been around the fight scene for years - she flatters herself that she's something of a veteran of how these things are done, and she'd expected, you know. Maybe a ring with a cage, or some fireworks or something.
Looking out over the shanty town from her vantage point, Gertrude shields her eyes from the setting sun and tries not to get vertigo. The wind whips her terrible flannel jacket (with a stitched-up slash in the back) around something fierce, and she just shakes her head. This is all... way more, 'real' than she'd expected, and her anxiety shows in the concerned set of her jaw.
It is also completely at odds with the words coming out of her mouth.
"I tried to tell them I'm not actually a Princess. Do they care? No. I don't think they do. I'm probably bringing shame on the family name for just turning up in a dump like this. But you have to admit, that's ... some feeling. Its like this whole place is about to explode. Crazy."
Sada Asai is a veteran of maybe six fights in her life, ever, if you don't count judo club. But she has several things on her mind now.
One of them is the burning immortal shame upon winning her fight for the prom queendom and being cruelly defeated by that sham demon of "Democracy" in favor of Himeko Kashiwagi. Himeko Kashiwagi!!
That hated woman. Her hateful jerky dancing. Her hateful BOOKS and JOY and HAPPINESS. It has filled Sada's heart with black impotent rage.
The second thing on her mind is that she kinda wants someone to suffer.
Sada is wearing the all black wrestling tights she has worn in previous appearances. She has skipped the mask. She doesn't need it. Besides which, her current expression is one of tension and agitation. Anger is keeping her warm. Her hair streaks in the wind as Gertrude speaks.
Sada's response is slightly guttural as she walks across the roofs, her only caution limited to stepping where she can see instead of storming ahead. Closer to Gertrude. "What an arrogant thing to say," Sada answers: "Do you think this garbage heap is any different from whatever hole you come from!?"
Her arms spread out, skin pale in the cold wind. Sada's breath steams slightly as she exhales and inhales rapidly several times. "It's all a bunch of CRAP! You should at least appreciate the view -- because what you're feeling is your IMMINENT DEMISE!"
She almost - almost - said 'eminent.'
"... Geez, if people keep threatening to kill me on camera, I'm going to have to contact the police or something."
Gertrude laughs at her own little joke as she turns to face Sada more clearly. She's much taller than the younger Japanese girl, and it is actually a little tough to take her seriously - or it would be, if it wasn't for the MOUTH that she has on her. "Anyway, Verhangnisburg is really quite pleasant. You should come see--"
Gertrude looks faintly confused at first, and then a massive cresting wave of raw energy comes searing out from the direction of the arena. It impacts the building heavily, throwing up chunks of brick and stonework and - disturbingly - is visible carrying on further beyond the building which means...!
As the whole thing start to tilt and lurch alarmingly, Gertrude's eyes widen with shock. "Scheisse!" She spits, trying to keep her footing ... and already, this is proving harder than she would have liked. Her feet scrabble against the floor, and she has to wave her arms around as the building begins to crumble. Her expression could not be more comedic. If Sada just wanted to see someone scared out of their wits, well, she's /already/ got that.
"W-What the hell WAS that?!" Gertrude splutters, "Kid, come on, if we work together, maybe we can -- not, be crushed?!"
COMBATSYS: Gertrude calculates her next move.
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Sada 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Gertrude
Sada's eyes roll back as she says, "It's - a - METAPHOR! Ughhh--"
Her eyes narrow as Gertrude gives the name of whatever city she's from, which she is probably about to trash talk, likely with an analogy to Attack on Titan (which is, as far as Sada is concerned, an accurate portrayal of life in the European Union) when in the distance, FOOM
Her head turns to look towards the oncoming blast.
Sada looks down. The building starts to creak. Her head comes upwards and looks back at Gertrude.
"Kid?" she says.
Her voice raises. "Kid?!"
But wait, she thinks, seeing that look in Gertrude's eyes. Her mind flashes back to ominous words spoken to her backstage, a promise of the subtle and succulent fruits of terror, someone testing her. Feeling to see if she was [right]. If she really understood.
Sada's lips split into a grin. "You're scared, aren't you?" She's anxious too, as the building starts its slow tilt. But she uses this tilt to run forwards, vaulting forwards as the building lurches in order to aim an arm-bar at Gertrude's upper chest, hopefully to slam her down - with a touch that somehow bursts, subtly but distinctly, on contact.
"Is this your REAL face?" Sada asks, eyes wide and almost glittering in their own right.
COMBATSYS: Sada successfully hits Gertrude with Strong Throw.
-* CRITICAL HIT! *-
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Sada 0/-------/-------|=====--\-------\0 Gertrude
The fact that Sada might want to continue this fight is so patently absurd, so utterly ridiculous, that it simply doesn't occur to Gertrude until the moment the girl is slamming bodily into her. Gert chokes, taken utterly by surprise, and the viewers at home are treated to the spectacle of a large German woman being bodily taken down into the collapsing roof, rebounding from it, and hitting the ground in a roll.
She manages to arrest her fall, her sneakers digging into the roof, "Of course I'm frightened!" She spits back, angrily. "I don't want to die, you lunatic!" She takes a deeper breath, and suddenly, slams her foot into the ceiling.
"NO, I CAN DO THIS DAMNIT! If you insist on doing this..."
When she surges back it is... impressive. Anger and indignation does a great deal to fight the terror she had felt, and as she LEAPS into the air, she can momentarily cease worrying about the state of the footing beneath her.
"I'll finish you quickly!"
Descending quickly, one sneaker-clad foot leads the way, aiming to spin around and plant it firmly into the side of Sada's jaw.
If she connects, though, quick as lightning she snaps that leg back, and, as Sada hopefully starts to descend, she'll be met by Gertrude's other leg coming around to meet her.
COMBATSYS: Gertrude successfully hits Sada with Double Spin Heel EX.
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Sada 0/-------/-======|======-\-------\0 Gertrude
"That means you have something to lose!!" Sada says.
She is kind of a bad role model for most people.
After that blow, she leans back, even as the building beneath her tilts further and further. This compels Sada, with a sudden nervous look, to vault to the tenement next door, and as she lands, Gertrude leaps behind her!
Sada whirls to face her - and is kicked in the jaw. Her teeth click shut sharply as she is launched upwards, just as Gertrude whirls around for the followup blow, which strikes her in the collarbone hard enough to abrade the skin beneath the wrestling tights. The sound is hard to make out over the whole building collapse thing, but it sounded like a SNAP.
FUN FACT: The ribcage's cartilage often has dissolved gasses, which can cause loud, violent popping sounds - like popping your knee - but more so!
Sada turns her head to face Gertrude again - and at the same time her hand whips up, before the two can even touch down on the land! ('Land.') There is at least a building beneath them TO land on, and it doesn't seem to have fallen over YET, but...
Sada aims in her turn to grab at the ankle of Gertrude and flip herself up to lock the other, older woman's neck between her legs - calves in particular, pressing down. Unpleasantly, the very contact with her body would leave a lingering burn, as if she's coated in acid beneath the... slowly disintegrating black stretchy fabric.
COMBATSYS: Gertrude fails to interrupt Sadaplata from Sada with Rising Knuckle.
~ Cruel hit! ~
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Sada 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\1 Gertrude
"... So you WANT to die?"
Its a vaguely surprised reaction from Gertrude. She hadn't expected anyone to be quite so cavalier with their own life. But either Sada is truly insane, or the actual reality of the situation quite escapes the dark-hearted schoolgirl.
It is an interesting thing, but in the weightless state of falling, quite what is 'rising' and what is 'descending' can seem confusing. In mid-air, one might not think that Gertrude has any hope of getting away from Sada's grip, let alone trying to reverse it, but they would be wrong. She puts in an admirable showing of trying to do just that. Bending her body backwards, she faces Sada in almost an exact mirror image. The blonde German then tries to propel herself forwards, fist leading the way...
And for such a dramatic display, it doesn't really do much for her. She's still snatched out of the air and pinned, "Nngh. I think you read too much Nietzsche, girl, and not the best bits..!"
Sada scoffs, despite being midair around collapsing buildings.
She is probably about three seconds ahead of her terror reaction because that building she was aiming for is now tilting downwards at a dangerous pace. Fortunately, as it rolls over, a projecting terrace from a neighboring building that hasn't collapsed JUST yet presents itself!
It's even full of planters, which contain scraggly plants and approximately two cigarette butts for every human being in China. On the other hand, those are better than jagged concrete and broken glass, probably.
"It's not that I want to [die], /Gertrude/," Sada says as she twists around, as if to climb onto Gertrude's... back? That's kind of a weird place to be, but perhaps she's going to surf her down. "It's that I want YOU to suffer - and I want to WIN - more than I want to team up with some potato-eating over-sized bun-head just to AVOID DYING!"
That makes sense.
Sada tries to grab for the bun in question, grab it and twist around and YANK as she stamps her knees down. This might send Gertrude flying away from her to safety, OR it might mean that Sada does, in fact, ride her into those planters -- preferrable to a grisly demise...
But not so good for the image.
COMBATSYS: Sada successfully hits Gertrude with Hair Pull Backbreaker.
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Sada 0/-------/---====|=======\====---\1 Gertrude
Gertrude tries to stay positive - she really does. She hates it when fights get personal. To her, it should all be about the sport. But here she is, trying to /not die/, and this lunatic isn't just determined to keep fighting her... she's making it personal, too. Gertrude's attempt to evade the attack in mid air - predictably - fails... but something HAS been awakened in her that the People At Home just haven't had a chance to see from Gertrude's few public appearances to date.
"You, stupid, brat!"
Gertrude spits this out as she rises from shattered ceramics. She's hurt, but she's not dead - oh no. Far from it. Bloodied, but now genuinely furious, seething with rage, if Sada was hoping that the balcony might provide stable footing for the fight, she's terribly mistaken. Dark purple energy surges about Gertrude's silhouette, shot through with dazzling violet lightning. The ground is shaking and trembling - partly because the other building is still crashing into this one... partly because the cheerful blonde has lost her temper and, probably more than just that.
"You think hurting other people makes you strong?"
Both hands raise above Gertrude's head, and her eyes crackle with shimmering light - no pupils visible as she brings both fists down with crushing force, aiming to simply dash Sada's brains out.
"ARE WE STILL HAVING FUN?!"
And whether the physical blow hits or not, the side of the building is lit up by a HUGE flash of purple light, raw, hateful psychic energy rips out with the blow and will - whatever it does to Sada - certainly take the footing out from both of them again. Because rage and hate turn out not to be the best emotions with which to make logical decisions. Who knew?
COMBATSYS: Gertrude successfully hits Sada with Perfection Hammer.
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Sada 1/---====/=======|-------\-------\0 Gertrude
Sada lands much more neatly than Gertrude, on account of Gertrude used most of that energy. She is not really a full bore luchadora, and so she rolls off Gertrude as she calls her a brat.
Sada tosses her hair as she rises. "Hm," she says.
Then, "Ah," as Gertrude begins glowing an intense shade of violet.
If she were perhaps more committed to this path of darkness, she would perhaps smile with her rotten teeth and declare that it is good, that Gertrude is giving in to the Dark Side. But Sada's teeth are largely porcelain veneers, and she is not in any way prepared for the brutal blow of psychic force as it swings down, striking her head with brutal force.
The strike ripples through Sada's head. She stumbles forwards, and her eyes widen as she feels a dozen tiny blood vessels in her face rupture. Blood fills her mouth from tiny leaks. It fills her nose. Some of it drips from her eyes. She straightens back up, weaving drunkenly, even as the terrace beneath them collapses.
Sada falls downwards...
"To answer your questions," she says.
Sada feels pressure build in her sinus. Something clogged there. But she remembers this. She reaches up to her eye, and flips the lid down slightly- a classical Japanese gesture of mockery, except that what comes out is more like a high pressure squirt of... blood?
Except that her blood catches fire as it descends towards Gertrude (as blood is known to do) (wait, no it isn't) and upon impact that shimmering crimson splurt will turn into a greasy, painful explosive burst that lingers!
COMBATSYS: Sada successfully hits Gertrude with Haemolacria.
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Sada 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Gertrude
Gertrude actually looks fairly winded in the wake of her dramatic explosion. Unlike Sada, she isn't used to channeling energy of any kind at all. Still falling out of the air, the blonde attempts to get out of the way of the exploding crimson blood (as a fellow noble, Gertrude is all too aware of the dangers of hereditary blood infections, but she isn't aware of one that does THAT!) but, alas, once more... she finds herself unable to do it before she is exploding.
Really, there's only one thing for it. Hurtling towards the ground as she is, Gertrude struggles to think of some way to get her revenge before she falls totally unconscious... and grabbing a piece of debris, she does just that.
"Then lets go to hell together, you... SCHWEIN!"
That last word is shouted with such PASSION that it reverberates off the collapsing buildings, and with the end of her strength, Gertrude HURLS the chunk of broken masonry at Sada with all her might.
Fly true, sweet halfbrick!
COMBATSYS: Gertrude can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Gertrude successfully hits Sada with Thrown Object EX.
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Landing on the ground, Sada puts her hands on her hips with an audible 'thwap'. "Ohohohoho~ Simmer like a pork roast in your disgrace!"
Gertrude then hurls a brick at her head.
Sada's brain is possibly resilient to concussions due to most likely being entirely composed of sulfuric acid, but a brick to the head never helps. A bloody welt rises on the side of her head and she topples over...
Just as both fighters are consumed by the growing shadow and a huge cloud of brick dust, rising outwards and engulfing the hidden camera in what is probably going to be called a clumsy, ham-fisted effort to make a comment about 9/11 in the American fanbase market.
When it clears, both fighters... have vanished.
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Somewhere, Sada lays on a cot with a juice box, a head bandage, and a smug expression.
Log created on 18:59:43 12/12/2014 by Sada, and last modified on 21:23:59 12/12/2014.