Description: Headlining the Saturday Night Fights is a public showdown between the world-famous Bogard brothers. Terry Bogard, fresh out of his loss in the King Of FIghters tournament, has an opportunity to regain his face. Against him? The ninja master Andy Bogard, and brother of the leader of the Hungry Wolves. These two strays end up facing off at the Dog Pound in their stomping grounds at Southtown. Which Bogard will come out on top, and which Bogard will end up as player 2?
Andy Bogard returns to Southtown. He doesn't come with fanfare or some grand announcement. He'll leave that kind of thing to the much more famous faces of his companions, the Legendary Hungry Wolf Terry, and the Young Champ of Muay Thai Joe. The Human Weapon himself had done as he always does. He had slipped out in the shadows, unnoticed and unseen, to venture forth into another training trip, isolated from the rest of the world in order to continue his mastery of his chosen art, Shiranui Ninjitsu.
But now, he's home. And again, unnoticed and unseen, as is the way of a shinobi. In the dog pound is where he had been directed to meet with the only rival he's ever truly considered worth facing. So here he is, standing in the open avenue filled with lazily lounging and free roaming canines. Damnit. Why was this place chosen, of all places? It was like a conspiracy. Perhaps this was Terry's idea of a joke, or something.
"No," he muses to himself, speaking aloud as he stares with suspicious and wary eyes at a plump, black weiner dog who is looking back at him with an expression of open adoration and silent expectation. Andy shudders. "This is just an excuse to put me off my game, and lend Terry the advantage. I will simply have to clear my mind and focus. Don't give any advantage."
But then the weiner dog yips at him, frustrated that Andy hasn't pet him yet. The white clad ninja recoils, lifting his arms up in a defensive gesture and standing on one foot with his hips twisted to the side. "Go away, you fleat bitten mutt!"
"Oh, be nice, Andykins. He just wants a little love."
The voice belongs to the Legendary Hungry Wolf: TERRY BOGARD! The trucker cap'd powerhouse drops down from above. He had been sitting on the roof of the dog pound and sipping a milkshake that he'd gotten on his way back into town. A glance upward will show that his duffle bag is still up there.
Terry's Chucks hit the dirt and he straightens up with a bit of a smirk on his face. "It's been a long time since I've kicked your butt, Little Brother. Glad to see you remembered the way home." Terry fires off that little dig at the Ninja Bogard just to see if he can't throw him off his game a little more.
Up above, Ukee peeks out from behind the duffle bag and over the side of the roof. There are... Too. Many. Dogs. He's not going down there. Even to say hi to Andy. He just waves a bit from up above. Where its safe.
Terry, for all his fame and infamy, just kind of grins brotherly in the direction of Andy, shrugging into his vest and testing the grip (or lack there of) of his Chucks against the ground they'll be fighting on. He even has time to reach down and give the recoil causing dog a scritch or three.
"Let him get his love from someone else!" Andy spits back, whipping about to face his brother. This, of course, has the unintended side effect of doing the one thing that does seem to get Andy some recognition. From ladies. His lustrous mane of flaxen hair just billows out and settles back down majestically like he's in a damned shampoo commercial.
"It has been a long time. Too long," Andy concedes, balling his fists and planting them on his hips. His winsome features hold an air of smug haughtiness, and the grin he pastes onto his lips in the stuff of legend. "I think you'll find that things aren't going to go as they usually do this time, bro! I've been training hard just for this moment! And you've been slipping! Losing the King of Fighters and what even happened with the World Warrior tournament?!"
That last was spoken with the disapproving admonishment that can only come from true family. Still, he does offer his big brother a grin, after all of it. Dig for dig. It's the Bogard way, apparently.
Andy steps forward on black tabi clad feet, until he stands just out of arm's reach of his brother. Looking up to Ukee, Andy gives the tiny monkey a greeting by way of a thumbs up, before looking back to Terry and sliding into his stance, with his knees bent slightly, and his open palms raised out before him, poised as if ready to deliver knifehand attacks. His grin turns lopsided, and he lets out a small "hrmph" before asking, "Are you gonna play with the mutt all day or are we gonna do this?"
"Would you believe... I got bored?"
That is the only excuse that Terry Bogard has for his losses in the most recent tournament appearances. He's sure that he's lost some fans and that he's lost some of his cred. But there are things that need to be established here. Things have been going on in his mind and he just can't let them go. And he damn sure ain't about to let them rest on the shoulders of his brother.
%/That/ is /not/ the Bogard Way. Not until one of them is found bleeding and broken and almost dead. It's way more dramatic that way.
"Hah! Looks like you still keep a bottle of Herbal Essences handy. I approve." Terry reaches up to straighten his hat on his head and tugs on his gloves a bit, evening them out on his hands. His foot slides back and he looks to be in his classic fighting stance of Hungry Wolf fame.
For a moment there, it almost sounds like a few of those dogs howl in a cheering manner. But that's impossible! They're just dogs.
"Okay, Pretty Boy. Let's see what moves you've stolen from some hapless sensei this week!" Terry's grin gets nice and wide as he slings another dig at Andy and motions for him with a Bring It On finger.
COMBATSYS: Terry has wandered into a fight here.
COMBATSYS: Andy has joined the fight here.
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Andy 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Terry
"No "C'mon! C'mon!" for me?" Andy asks, lifting one inquisitive eyebrow, with that now pasted on smirk. Alright. Now, now he's going to be able to forget the dogs. As long as they don't start acting up and being loud. Which is a possibility once the violence gets afoot. Which is just about...
Andy pushes off of the concrete flooring underfoot, launching himself forward with his near legendary speed. Twisting to the side, he slides across the floor at his brother, bringing one hand to close over his fist, and use that as leverage to add more power to the strike he delivers with his left elbow at Terry's abdomen. Following through, Andy's right open palm lashes out with the speed and ferocity of striking cobra, hoping to crush Terry's nose before he delivers another elbow to the chest, this time. Finally, he brings home the rapid paced combo by bringing his large, powerful hands down together, and pushing forward with a fierce double palm strike.
COMBATSYS: Terry blocks Andy's Kekiheki Haisui Shou.
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Andy 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Terry
Terry grins as his brother slides into attack position and starts coming at him like a bat out of fiery hell. He plants his sneaker as much as possible and doesn't move as the younger Bogard comes at him. He uses the muscles in his arms as he shifts just slightly to the side to be able to block those strikes that are headed at him with the purpose of doing him some harm. He's quicker than his stronk build would suggest and he even manages to catch that final palm strike on the front of his extended forearm.
"C'mon. C'moooon." Terry gives Andy what he wants but with a bit of a sing-song tone of sibling sarcasm on it. It's almost like he planned that. "I thought you were gonna' /actually/ try this time."
Terry's hoping his words keep Andy from noticing the sudden reaching for him that happens as Terry's gloves seek to grab Andy from the front. Terry's body twists as he aims to haul Andy up and over his shoulder for one serious as hell slam into that same concrete flooring that Andy started this mess on.
COMBATSYS: Andy blocks Terry's Buster Throw.
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Andy 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 Terry
"Jerk!" Andy calls out in response to Terry's goading, though from the light in his blue eyes, it is clear that any anger has bled right out of the younger Bogard. It has been replaced with the fun thrill of excitement that he gets whenever he faces his brother. Jealousy. Resentment. Inferiority complex. All of it actually goes right out the window when the pair of them are in the thick of it.
Andy is, however, grabbed hold of by the hulking brute that is his brother. Terry moves to slam him, and when he twists and yanks, Andy is lifted off of his feet, and his body wrenched painfully. However, he is a nimble, slippery little sucker, and rather than getting slammed, the Bogard shinobi catches himself on his hands, and uses that to spring himself into a backflip away from Terry, kicking up an arcing wave of fiery blue ki that erupts from the earth underneath them, streaking off the toe of his tabi and hopefully catching Terry off guard enough to be caught up in it.
His backwards handspring carries him a few feet away, landing in a three point pose and sliding across the concrete flooring, his keen, brilliant ice blue eyes focused solely on his opponent, rival, and only true family. "I'm just getting warmed up! Mairu! Ikuzo!"
COMBATSYS: Terry barely endures Andy's Yami Abise Geri.
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Andy 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 Terry
Siblings do stuff. They feel stuff. There's a lot of... stuff. But when it all falls down, that's how you know what true family is. And Andy has been there for Terry more times than he's even be conscious for. So the lack of anger or even a /need/ to win is all over Terry's face as well. He's just enjoying the fact that he gets to go toe-to-toe with his blood.
Terry knows when he's lost Andy in his grip and he almost knows what's coming when he does. Which is why when he turns around, his teeth are already gritting. He can feel the ki energy welling up from below and he's too close to actually dodge. He's too deep in the thick of his previous attempt at slamming to attempt to shield himself. There's just not enough time. The arc of ki smacks Terry dead up the center of his chest, burning away some of his signature outfit and sliding him back a foot or so.
Terry gives a shake of his head as he stops himself from dropping to a knee or anything. Instead, he just straightens his wobbly leg. "I hate it when you do that." is said with a smirk. One day, Terry'll stop falling for that move.
Terry then takes a step forward, turning towards the ground with a mighty raised fist. There's a crackle of his own ki energy surrounding his arm as it connects with the ground. The earth rumbles for a moment and its in less than a second that a pillar of ki energy comes blasting up from beneath the ground... directly beneath Andy!
COMBATSYS: Andy dodges Terry's Power Geyser.
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Andy 0/-------/----===|-------\-------\0 Terry
"I love it when you hate it," Andy retorts with a grin from ear to ear. He even reaches behind him, sweeping his lustrous mane of flaxen hair, and using his other hand to fan it out. So proud. Like the obnoxious little brother he can be. Dad told him it was his turn on the XBox.
"Shimatta..." he mutters as he eyes Terry's rising fist as he makes to punch the ground. He knows exactly what that means. As Terry crashes his fist to the earth, Andy leaps high into the air, just in time to avoid the explosive eruption of fiery ki that would have toppled him off of his feet. He soars like a flying eagle, his arms outstretched at either side of his lean, svelte body, as he does a single, perfect flip and comes down at his brother with a downward spiking kick.
COMBATSYS: Terry blocks Andy's Diving Kick.
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Andy 0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0 Terry
Terry's smug expression falls when he sees that Andy's in the air of his own volition... and not because he just got Geyser'd. The frown is almost upsetting but there's just a little bit more pride in there than usual. He's glad his brother didn't get hit with that. But he can't tell him that. Instead, he goes for some more teasing, "You're faster than I remember! Did you lose weight?" Oh snap!
Terry brings his arms up in front of him, letting that kick spike right into the solidity of his forearms. He still has to wince, though, because Andy's stupid ninja shoes hurt!
Terry drops his arms and is on the offensive just as quick. If he can catch his brother before that footing is found, maybe he can let him have it with a quick 1-2 punch of jabstastic proportions! Seems like maybe Terry's aiming to get Andy off-balance. He must have something up his sleeveless sleeves...
COMBATSYS: Terry successfully hits Andy with Medium Punch.
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Andy 0/-------/-======|==-----\-------\0 Terry
"I think you've just gotten slower! Spending too much time hitting the snacks instead of the gym. Pretty soon, they're gonna start calling you Beernutz Bogard!" Andy proclaims as he literally rebounds off of Terry's block from his spiking kick, and into an aerial backflip that leaves him landing so gracefully into a backwards slide on his feet.
Andy barely has time to raise his hands and readopt his stance before his brother is pressing his advantage and coming at him. The one-two jab combo was predictable. Andy could see it coming a mile away. He turns to sidestep it, instending to gut check his big bro for his effort. It was the perfect plan! Nothing could go wrong!
Andy turns to dodge the jab and there it is. That damnable weiner dog, right at his feet, looking up at him with big, shimmering eyes and wagging its tail so hard that its butt is wobbling from side to side threatening to make the long, sausage shaped pupper fall on his side. Which he just does anyway. Rolling onto his back and pawing at the air in Andy's direction. Apparently, it wants Andy to draw him like one of his French girls.
Andy shrinks in disgust and unease, and all of this happens in just a fraction of a moment. Just long enough that Terry's fist collides against his temple, once and then into his face as he turns instinctively to respond. Twice. His ears are ringing. Cursed dogs.
"No fair! Interference!" Andy shouts, sounding for all the world like he did when they played games as children and Terry, as always, was winning. "I can't fight with all these mangy beasts around us!"
And yet, he still turns, swift as lightning, to sweep a high arcing heel kick outward, aimed for Terry's head.
COMBATSYS: Terry Toughs Out Andy's Light Kick!
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Andy 0/-------/-======|=====--\-------\0 Terry
Terry's in full out grinning evil big brother mode as the chosen venue works out in his favor. Terry's used to animals. He's got a monkey sidekick, dammit. The fact that the dogs are on his side just makes this so much sweeter. He's going right towards victory with these jabs and he's going to make sure to treat these mutts to some serious treats after all of this.
"All's fair in love and street fighting, Andy!" Terry doesn't even give the interference call the time of day. He's too busy stepping right up to that heel kick that he knows is coming. He stiffens his neck and holds his ground as that heel connects with the top of his head. "Come on, bro. You know I'm hardheaded." Terry almost seems to be chastising his brother for bringing such weak kicks up in his personal head space.
Terry steps back and flashes his pearly whites at Andy, "Now pay attention. This is how the big boys do it." And with a startling quick leap, Terry flips forward towards Andy, extending one leg to drop it hard against his brother's skull. And maybe even to mess up that hair a bit.
COMBATSYS: Andy blocks Terry's Crack Shoot EX.
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Andy 1/-------/=======|=====--\-------\0 Terry
It's not that Andy is anti-animal. He loves most animals. It's just dogs. Dogs, man. They're supposed to be man's best friend, but god damn if they don't squick him right the heck out. Again, why must they be fighting in a dog pound? Accursed mongrels...
As Terry just takes the kick to the head like it was nothing, Andy can only smirk and retort, "Right, right... I keep forgetting that you don't have any gray matter up there. Just all numbskull!"
As Terry comes leaping in with the famous, practically trademarked flipping kick, Andy flashes him a look that is less than amused. The flaxen haired fighter simply ducks his head to one side, so that the heel of Terry's foot is aimed for his shoulder. Even still, he brings his open hands up, crossed to create an X to capture the blow and absorb the impact. It's not an easy thing. His hands feel numb for it, and he's pretty certain he damn near broke something in the process, but it is far better than the alternative, at the very least.
"Sono teido ka? I know all your moves too well!"
Andy's lithesome form flickers, and practically seems to vanish in a blur. He reappears, ducked down low, looking up with a fierce stare into his brother's eyes, coupled with a smug smirk.
His hand flares with brilliant blue-white ki, trailing off of it like misty flames. He thrusts in, with his open palm, targetting Terry's solar plexus in an attempt to knock the wind from him and stagger him for a moment.
COMBATSYS: Terry fails to interrupt Bakushin from Andy with Round Wave.
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Andy 1/------=/=======|=======\-------\0 Terry
Terry's already in the mix when he recovers from Andy's blocking of one of his signature moves. Really, Terry has too many damn signature moves. There really should be a limit. Either way, though, Terry knows what's coming and he's ready for it.
"Look who's talkin'!"
Maybe the cockiness of knowing his little brother like the back of his hand has gotten to him this particular 'bout but Terry's a step slow with his own ki activation. It lights up a moment after Andy's and he's got a longer way to go. Not to mention he's not as fast as Andy. His fist comes slamming down towards the ground, again, the orange sparks of ki crystalizing and activating with each passing moment...
And then that knife hand digs deep into Terry's solar plexus, the tips of Andy's fingers digging deep, deep, deep into the flesh and the muscle underneath, with his Ki flaring, racing through Terry's body propelled via atemi focus points and the channels through which Terry's own lifeforce flows through him. It should be enough for Andy to stagger him.
And with that, Andy leaps upon Terry, planting his feet in the larger Bogard's stomach, with his hands wrapped tightly around his throat. He strangles his brother with one hand so fearsomely strong that it's a wonder that he's not known as Clamps, because he certain put the clamps to Terry. His other hand reaches back, lifting overhead. A small, bright orb of blue-white light fills his palm, condensed and swirling. This, Andy crashes against Terry's temple, even as he pushes off of the Hungry Wolf with his feet. He backflips, landing with all the grace one would expect of the heir to the Shiranui school of ninjitsu. As Terry hits the ground, Andy clasps one hand over the other fist in the traditional martial arts salute. Except that it triggers the ki bomb he had planted on Terry, and now the downed fighter is surrounded by explosions of bright blue flames!
"I've still got a few tricks up my sleeve, bro! Let me show you how it's done for once!"
With that, Andy presses his assault. He springs forward, landing on his hands, and letting his wirey arms absorb his weight, bending and then springing forth to send the white clad ninja into the air. His body corkscrews, feet first, like a torpedo at his brother.
Regardless of whether or not Terry is able to weather the storm that is now unleashed on him, Andy's momentum is unstoppable for this brief moment. He lands from his trademark kicking attack into a crouch, but even then, he does not stop. Instead, he's already springing forth into the air, twisting his body like a windmill, with his fists lashing out with waves of thunderous blue ki.
COMBATSYS: Andy blitzes into action and acts again!
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Andy 1/------=/=======|=======\-------\0 Terry
COMBATSYS: Terry blocks Andy's Kuuhadan.
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Andy 1/-------/=======|=======\-------\1 Terry
COMBATSYS: Terry endures Andy's Souryuu Dan.
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Andy 1/-----==/=======|=======\=====--\1 Terry
The expression on Terry's face when he realizes he's in for it is beyond priceless.
The knife hand of Andy digs into his solar plexus and causes Terry to buckle beneath the pressure and the pain. It's a combination that he wasn't prepared for. Of course, when it gets followed up by the sudden strength that he wasn't prepared to deal with strangling him, well, it's just that kind of a choked up experience. He scrabbles for the hands to see if he can get free but its no use. Especially with Andy holding the leverage. When the ki gets slammed into the side of his head and Terry's kicked down to the ground by Andy's exit, he's not even sure how long before the ki bomb explodes in a shower of pain-inducing, attire burning, hat askewing Bogard Bombness.
He's On Fire!
Or is he?
When the ki bomb's smoke clears, the cosmetic damage is there but Terry Bogard is still on his feet. His arms are crossed in front of him and it looks like he took it. He took the hits. And he's still standing. He's still strong. He's still Terry Frickin' Bogard.
And his brother is still on the damn attack.
"Where'd you learn this? On the back of Fei-Long's Fruit Loops?" Terry tries to get this quip out before Andy's launching at him with another one of those infamous corkscrew kicks in his direction. "... so fast." Terry steps up to meet that corkscrew kick and shoulders into it, bracing himself against the impact. His feet slide and he's still moving forward. He's not going to fall. Not yet. Not if he can help it.
Andy's movements are endless, that momentum fueling him into a Little Brother's Wrath that has Terry running out of room to block. His arms are in pain and he can lift them in time to try and block those ki-fists of thunderous glory. One after another after another after another they smack into Terry, buckling and wobblig him at the knee. He slides further back, blood spilling from his lips and he slips, almost goes down. He catches himself on his right hand and looks up, his hat askew from the assault of ninjitsu.
"Ugh. Okay. Okay." Terry straightens up. A little. It's not exactly enough to make it look like he hasn't been pushed to the limit. He has. But he's still got more inside of him. He's always got more. He's fueled by the need to win. The need to fight. The need to be... the Better Bogard.
Terry wipes the blood from his mouth and nods appreciatively. He's digging what his brother's throwing down and that causes him to reach up and turn his hat around backwards. A show of respect as he always wants to look his best when he's in a fight against someone he cares about or respects. That's all that matters. Respect. The fact that he's got his hat twisted backwards shows that he's taking this serious.
"Check up." Terry tosses out a basketball reference before his buckled knee locks into place on the ground. He grins and rushes Andy, fueled by both ki and adrenaline, as he rises with a knee towards Andy's gut. He's hoping that'll be enough to take him into the air because he's got fist full of orange flamed ki primed and ready to slam into Andy and take him into the ground for an explosive rebuttal to such blitzful attack. Pair of attacks. Whatever.
COMBATSYS: Terry successfully hits Andy with Star Dunk Volcano EX.
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Andy 1/=======/=======|===----\-------\0 Terry
When it all comes to a close, Andy touches feet back down on the earth, and resumes his stance. He looks like that took a lot from him. His brow is covered in a gossamer sheen of sweat. His mouth is open, so he can breathe through it, as his nostrils are proving insufficient for the task at the moment. His lungs burn. Where once his hands where steady, there's small, subtle movements and tremors. He feels the lactic acid built up in his muscles.
"And yet, Terry still stands.
How is he so damned strong? No one else he knows could have withstood all of that and still be there like it barely even phased them. He might be Andy's brother, but he's also a monster! And truthfully? It just makes Andy grin, in spite of himself.
"Glad you're still with us. I'm gonna need you to keep these fleabags off of me when I make my escape!"
And then Terry's coming at him. Andy hadn't thought that Terry would have such ferocity left in him, but he was wrong. In a moment of panic spawned from memories of being a small child and having Terry giving him deadarms or purple nurples, Andy freezes in place. He zigs when he should have zagged. And he's punished for it. Painfully.
The knee catches him, collapsing his gut and buckling the smaller, younger Bogard over it. His feet lift off the ground as the air is expelled from his lungs forcefully, causing his eyes to bulge out wide and wild. His momentum carries him higher, beyond the knee, like a thrown ragdoll, leaving him open and defenseless for the ki-empowered punch to follow.
Pain. Flashes of red and blue behind his eyelids. He's sent scuttling across the floor, skipping limply like a stone on a pond's surface, until he finally rolls to a stop.
"Alright. We're putting on our big boy pants, I see..." He mutters from the ground, before he kip ups to his feet.
He comes running in at Terry, and at the last moment, he turns, his body pivoting at the waist and sending a backfist out at Terry's jaw. Snapping back around, like he was spring loaded, he sends a low aimed roundhouse kick to Terry's leg, hoping it is enough to work that knee he's struggling with. Two open palm strikes to the chest follow and it ends with Andy leaping for a spinning heel snap kick to the face.
COMBATSYS: Terry dodges Andy's Fierce Combo.
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Andy 1/--=====/=======|===----\-------\0 Terry
Terry Bogard is running on pure adrenaline and the rush of getting to fight his brother. It's all very telling and making sure that he continues to fight with everything he has. If he doesn't give his brother all that he has then what was the point of this battle in the first place? The only way that either of them get better is because they each are each other's biggest critic.
Speaking of, Terry reads that combo headed in his direction before it even heads in his direction. He's not normally one for sidestepping as he's big and powerhouse-y. Especially in comparison to his smaller and lighter brother. But he's able to read the offense enough that he can step and slide out of the way, letting Andy's combo knock that air the eff out.
This time, it's Terry's turn to take a couple of steps and leap into the air. He glides like he's about to dunk a basketball, arms and legs both stretched, before he somersaults and aims a red sneaker for the Bogard ninja's chest. Another fairly unorthodox manner in which to attempt to secure victory in this 'bout!
COMBATSYS: Terry successfully hits Andy with Diving Kick.
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Andy 1/=======/=======|====---\-------\0 Terry
Terry manages to deftly maneuver out of the way of the opening volley of his assault, causing Andy to send his backfist whiffing through the air. So, Terry managed to evade. That's not really his style. It's good to see that he's learning and adapting. Even if it just makes him infuriatingly more of a challenge to overcome. He's not certain whether or not to feel thrilled or to be more angry.
He turns, and Terry's not even there. Only when his blue eyes tick upwards does he see his brother coming crashing down at him. Andy doesn't have much time to react, but he does what he can. His upper body shifts to the side, turning at the waist to sweep his shoulder to the side. It was an attempt to let Terry just whiff right past him, but the delay on seeing the attack meant that he didn't have the ability to fully dodge. And so, that sneaker rakes across his chest and abdomen, tearing the white shirt with black flames, and revealing more of the dark, charcoal colored kusarikatabira mail that he wears underneath.
"Alright!! Enough!!" He calls out clenching his fists. "Zenryoku de iku yo!"
With that, he burst forward, coming in with another backfist punch, leveled directly at Terry's temple to ensure for maximum bell ringing. Next, he follows through with sweeping back around with an elbow. That devastating blow is meant to cave in a man's chest, crushing his ribs and sternum. Another palm strike, delivered in such a way that his clawed fingertips each are aligned to depress a cluster of pressure points to send nerve wracking pain through the body of his beloved brother, should they find their mark.
And then, his fury.
His left hand comes low, and a giant ball of ruby hued concussive force erupts from his open palm. That sphere has swirling ribbons like fire spiraling around it, and it grows to the size of a beachball before exploding. But it doesn't end there, either. No sooner than that bubble bursts, another takes its place, with Andy thrusting it at Terry's side, much as he did the first, trying to drive that energy into the Hungry Wolf and wear him down. And lastly, his right arm lashes out with another spherical blast of red energy, careening directly for Terry's face!
COMBATSYS: Terry dodges Andy's Hishou Ryuuseiken.
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Andy 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 Terry
Maybe Terry's managed to learn something from Andy in this fight alone. Something that he's already started to employ. The longer he's managed to stay on his feet, the better he's felt. He's still not feeling up to snuff but he's managing to stay away from these attacks as though they are designed to put him down. He can feel the power surging inside of his brother which gives him a bit of a step ahead.
Either that or Terry's just one lucky son of a bitch.
Regardless, though, the Better Bogard (for the moment, anyway) finds himself bobbing and weaving through the series of strikes and swipes that come in his direction from his brother. He can barely keep up with them all but it looks like a highly choreographed dance number with the way he moves to get out of the way of Andy's attempts to rock him to the core. The moment that ki starts to bubble up, Terry's gone. Dropping to the ground and rolling past Andy to give himself some space and some room.
Terry pops up on the other side, looking as though he's ready to get back into some serious action. He's starting to feel like himself again. Even with the pained ribs and limited internal bleeding. Terry raises both arms in the air to kickstart his ki, before dashing at Andy, arm extending and blue ki energy surrounding his entire arm! Time to even up the score it seems!
Or at least that's the plan. All that really matters, though, is that these dogs have the opportunity to see the most signature of Terry Bogard's plethora of signature moves!
COMBATSYS: Andy blocks Terry's Burn Knuckle.
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Andy 1/------=/=======|=====--\-------\0 Terry
As Terry ducks, bobs and weaves like he's Muhammad Ali fighting Michael Dokes in an exhibition match, Andy's anger swells up in his chest, becoming a lump in his throat. His brows come crashing down to a brooding position over his smoldering blue eyes, and his teeth clench before he snarls out, "Alright, now you're just trying to piss me off!!!"
Spinning in place to meet Terry, the hot headed younger Bogard sees his lift his hands. "Seriously?!"
As Terry launches himself forward with the very predictable Burn Knuckle, Andy raises a hand to meet that searing fist and swat it away in frustration. Yes. It hurts. A lot. But he's too angry now to even care. Brother or not, Terry has goaded Andy into fighting mad. And with that anger, the sheer pressure of the handsome young shinobi's fighting spirit seems to be reasserted over the battlefield. It feels like the gravity of the area has increased, pushing down on everything around them. Even the damnable dogs feel it, judging by the few scared whimpers and yipes that come from the otherwise observant and now cowed creatures.
Andy throws out his left hand, creating a swirling vortex of spherical blue ki that swirls like a ball of flame. It hangs suspended in the air of its own volition as he draws back both of his arms and creates even more energy to add to it, summoning forth more ki into each palm.
Thrusting out his arms, Andy merges the crackling blue energy into a giant mass of pure destructive force, which rushes at Terry like a missile, and explodes accordingly upon impact!
COMBATSYS: Terry guards against Andy's Zetsu Hishouken.
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Andy 0/-------/------=|=======\-------\0 Terry
Terry grins. He just freaking grins.
This is what he wanted. This is what he's been waiting for. He's been trying to get Andy mad enough to pull out a few more stops and thus he's been hanging on as much as possible. He's been trying to see just how serious Andy was going to be taking this. He doesn't want his brother going easy on him or anything like that. Never know when they'll have to face Geese again and he can't have him pulling punches due to familiarity. Andy has to be ready. Always ready.
Just like he is.
When that combined ki comes sailing in his direction, Terry turns into it, planting foot and raising an arm to shoulder-thrust into it, cracking the surface of the ki and sending it around his body. It still hurts. It still burns. But his guard is up and it looks as though he's using his shoulder as a shield to lessen the impact. He's just trying to stay on his feet. It's not exactly an easy task when facing Andy Bogard, dammit.
Terry doesn't move. Not to attack. Not at this moment. Not when he's got Andy right where he wants him. Instead, he just sort of backs up from the remnants of the ki-plosion and reaches up to dust off his shoulders. The impact of his palm against his vest causes more of it to fall away. His t-shirt might as well be non-existent at this point.
Uh oh. Terry's dropping that taunt on Andy... the exact way Andy wanted it in the beginning. Better to use it while he's angry, right?
And give himself a moment to catch his breath. Because damn that hurt.
COMBATSYS: Terry adjusts his gloves.
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Andy 0/-------/------=|======-\-------\0 Terry
Andy remains there, locked in the pose of having thrown his Zetsu Hishouken, waiting for the smoke to clear. He breathes heavily, feelingthe exhaustion starting to kick back in. He runs through cycles during any given fight, catching a second or even third wind, carefully dancing along the line so as not to wear himself down needlessly, but Terry makes it hard to not just go all out.
And the more he stays in the fight, the harder that dance is going to become, at that. Why is he still standing!?
He takes a single step forward after he's beckoned on, goaded. And then he stops. That's how it is. Impetuously Andy holds his ground, and tosses his hair over one shoulder, before folding his arms across his chest. He turns his head and closes his eyes, looking as if he is too good to even deign to look upon his brother. In reality, he's meditating and refocusing. Finding his own peace and taking a moment to just breathe.
COMBATSYS: Andy gains composure.
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Andy 0/-------/-------|======-\-------\0 Terry
Terry grins again as Andy doesn't fall for his ploy. "... well played, Brother." Terry adds a little stank on that calling of his brother /brother/ since he's going for the whole overdramatic moment. Hey, he's got to give these dogs a show. Even if it is just a small one.
Terry moves quickly then, his moment not wanting to be lost. He's hoping to catch Andy in the middle of that meditation as he rushes in and spins, aiming to slam his shoulder into Andy and send him up into the air for just a brief moment. Or longer. Whichever works.
After all, what goes up must definitely come down. And the ground will be waiting for him.
COMBATSYS: Andy dodges Terry's Power Charge.
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Andy 0/-------/-------|======-\-------\0 Terry
"Hrmph. You wouldn't think I'd still, after all these years, be so gullible as to fall into your goading still, would you?" Andy asks with an air of snide derision, as if he hadn't been falling into it all this time. Still, a lesson learned late is better than one not learned at all, right? Right.
Terry comes in with that shoulder check from Hell, but he'll find that Andy is not so engrossed as to be unawares. When Terry moves into the space occupied by The Human Weapon, he simply isn't there. Vanished in thin air, is what it might seem like. A true shinobi art of invisibility.
The shape of him appears behind Terry, flickering as if he were phasing back into this very reality itself. His azure eyes peer at the back of his brother's ponytailed head with a look of joy that has previously only ever been spied on the cats face when it has caught a bird in its jaws.
And, perhaps, much like the cat toys with its prey, Andy, too, almost taunts Terry with the way he launches a straight, no frills, punch towards the back of Terry's skull.
COMBATSYS: Andy successfully hits Terry with Medium Punch.
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Andy 0/-------/-------|=======\-------\1 Terry
Terry can't believe that his brother just disappeared like that. He was prepared for some kind of flip or twist or jump or /something/ physical. Not some sort of twisted shinobi antics that are borderline cheating but Terry would never call that out. He's a street fighter and brawler. Cheating is but a means to an end.
There's no cheating in street fighting.
It's not until he gets the feeling to turn around does Terry actually regret listening to himself. He gets clocked right upside the skull, stumbling him to the side and giving him just the space he needs to prepare for some kind of response. Granted, he has to actually take a moment to shake his head and lock down which of the three Andy's he's seeing is the solid one. Because damn that punch hurt.
Terry chooses the one in the middle and steps towards it, lifting his other leg and kicking dead at the center of possible Real Andy's chest. It's almost a stomp. It's almost a single legged drop kick. It's some twisted combination of both. All the really matters to Terry is that it is strong enough to put his brother /down/.
COMBATSYS: Terry successfully hits Andy with Strong Kick.
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Andy 0/-------/-----==|=======\==-----\1 Terry
Yeah! Andyh knew he rocked Terry pretty good with that last punch, and as a result, he makes a quiet little chuckle sound while holding his fist in front of his face. Because we all know how proud little brothers can be when they get their just revenge on their older siblings. And also, because landing a solid hit this late in the game when things are really coming down to the wire really boosted his morale. He can tell that Terry's feeling it, too. This fight is about to draw to a close, and it is still completely in the air as to which of them might come out on top.
Finally. He may still struggle, but the gap between he and Terry is becoming less and less every day. Even if he loses at this point, he can be somewhat satisfied with his own growth.
All of these thoughts are racing through Andy's head as Terry goes to stomp kick at him. It causes him to be a bit delayed in what should be an easy evasion from him. He ducks to the side, but Terry's kick still collides with his arm, and he feels it go completely numb, like he just got kicked by a mule. He winces in pain, clutching his arm, but he's not going to give in yet!
The Human Weapon leaps backwards, away from The Lgendary Wolf, and puts some distance between them. No sooner than he lands, he lashes out with his not-dead-arm, with a bright wave of blue ki sliding from his fingertips and racing at Terry with the speed of the wind.
COMBATSYS: Terry negates Hishouken from Andy with Power Wave.
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Andy 0/-------/----===|=======\===----\1 Terry
Terry Bogard vs Andy Bogard.
Down To The Wire.
These are the thoughts that are running through Terry's head as he goes hit for hat with his younger brother. He's barely standing but he's using the strength in his legs and the passion in his heart to keep him from falling over. His brother has taken him to new heights this time and he's so proud.
And he's so not about to let him win.
That Human Weapon leap looks familiar enough that Terry's already digging deep to grab some ki of his own. He knows what's about to happen. Or some variation of what's about to happen and he's not about to just stand here and take it. Not when there's something he can do about it.
"Not today, little bro!"
Terry slams his fist into the ground, without the usual fanfare because there's no time, and cracks the Earth open with the orange enflamed energy that goes tearing across the ground to rip into the ki that's headed in his direction. When the ki smoke clears, Terry's standing there and wagging his finger from side to side at Andy with a smile on his face. A bloody smile. Because previous ows.
Oh, Terry wants to play. But, sadly, for him, as he's grinning like a doofus and wagging his finger, the smoke isn't really clearing so much as it is violently parted into a series of circular rings as Andy Bogard rushes forward like a bolt of lightning. His expression is one of fierce determination, and fiery pride. He's in it to win it, bitches.
One might think that with a rush like that, Andy is going to finally use his signature ability, the furious elbow strike Zanieken. It certainly seems like it, at least. But as he comes sliding in sidelong at Terry, Andy Bogard lashes out with his left hand, filled with a pulsing ball of utter black darkness. His right comes out, filled with the familiar blue flames of his standard attacks, and he smashes the two together, creating a whirling vortex of light and darkness that he shoves at Terry. That vortex seems to pull with a gravitational force, creating a small vacuum, or perhaps even a black hole that wants to draw the hairspray hooligan in and repeatedly batter him with pulsing waves of kinetic ki.
COMBATSYS: Andy successfully hits Terry with Geki Hishouken.
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Andy 0/-------/----===|=======\======-\1 Terry
The Smugness of Terry Bogard. Film at 11.
Terry's still wagging his finger like he's some sort of saint of street fighting. It's not even fair that he had to Power Wave his brother's assault like that. He really should've been paying closer attention to what was happening on the other side of that ki-plosion... that became a whirling mass of light and darkness that doesn't come toward him. No, instead, it /yanks/ the Bogard Brawler right towards it and lights him the eff up!
A series of ki-smacks later and Terry Bogard hits the ground. Its instinctual for him to roll with the ki-punching that just happened. Okay, ki-punching is underselling it. Ki-Ass-Whooping that just happened all over his person. Which is why he's got a bloody face, a burnt chest and a whole bag of pain all over himself. He only manages to adrenaline himself back to his feet because that's just how he rolls. He doesn't stay down. Not if he can still stand. It's not in his nature. He fights until he can't move anymore. That's who Terry Bogard is.
"One. More. Round."
Terry mutters to himself before he takes off from his hunched stance like he's about to run some suicides on the basketball court. He's all adrenaline at this point as he rushes towards Andy and launches at him with a strong shoulder slam. No time to waste, he immediately moves into a rising elbow to carry Andy into the air for a brief moment. All this is finished off with a driving fist down to the ground to smack Andy up with an engulfment of orange ki-flames in a last ditch effort to be the Last Bogard Standing.
Either way, Terry stays in his ground punching position afterwards because he's not sure if he can even stand again. His hat dangles precariously off the side of his head, as if it was the source of Terry's power and energy.
COMBATSYS: Terry has reached second wind!
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Andy 0/-------/----===|==-----\-------\0 Terry
COMBATSYS: Andy dodges Terry's Overheat Geyser.
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Andy 0/-------/----===|=======\=------\1 Terry
Yes! He did it! He finally overcame his brother! He knew it! He knew that Terry felt that, and that he was done in for!
Except Terry pushes past it and gets back up. The utter sinking feeling in Andy's gut is visible in the momentary crestfallen expression that crosses his comely face. That quickly gets wiped away, as righteous indignation fills his breast and he scowls at Terry.
"Just stay down!"
Of course, Terry doesn't listen, and comes rushing in with one of his various brute assaults once more. Another shoulder charge. Andy looks on and just as Terry is about to crash into him with the weight and force of a speeding freight train, Andy just seems to flicker out of existence. One moment he is there, and the next, he's gone. Vanished.
He reappears behind Terry, and attempts to slip his arms around, under Terry's arms, and tangle his legs up within his own. Using that leverage, he'll force the larger, stubborn Bogard back, tripping him up and slamming him to the ground.
"For serious! Stay!"
This makes a few of the dogs standing up and watching suddenly sit down and look more alert, confused by why they're being commanded to stay.
COMBATSYS: Terry interrupts Combo Grapple from Andy with Rising Tackle.
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Andy 0/-------/--=====|=======\==-----\1 Terry
Terry does /not/ like this disappearing act trick that Andy has picked up. It is not his favorite thing to do battle against in this day and age. Not to mention it is /freaking cheating/. How is he supposed to beat his brother up if he keeps disappearing into thin air like some freaking... ninja!
Oh. Right. Shinobi.
Terry pushes himself up to his feet, still barely standing and reaches up to secure the hat on his head. When he does this, he gets the feeling that Andy's going for something similar to what happened earlier in this fight. See, Andy may be learning things but Terry's learning things too. He's paying very close attention and trying to stay as ahead of the game as possible. Which is why when Andy appears behind him, again, Terry's waiting for it.
Andy's arms slip into position but Terry kicks off the ground at the last second. His body drops to allow him to slide from Andy's grip and his head hits the ground beneath him. It doesn't hurt though (he's hardheaded, remember?) because he's immediately spinning like he's just performed a YouPunch video to Pumped Up Kicks. The stylishly breakdancing-esque spin move involves the twirling of his legs and his arms in an effort to overpower the younger Bogard's grapple attempt as Terry flips back towards his Chuck Taylor'd feet.
Three Point Crouch and all. The Star on the back of his vest pointed in the direction of his brother. Y'know, just to remind him of who he is.
Andy hoists Terry up, only to have him overpower and slip out of his grasp. And then... that damned Rising Taco. Terry pulls out the move he learned while trying to audition for So You Think You Can Dance, and Andy is swept up in the tornado-like assault. Punched again and again, as Terry corkscrews upside down to glory.
The Shiranui heir flies back, his scream of pain resounding through the echo chamber of this avenue of dog kennels. Landing on his back, Andy feels the hurt throughout his entire body. Every nerve ending shrieks in agony. Every joint aches. Every bone feels like it is broken. He's fairly certain a few ribs are, judging by the sharp stabbing heat he feels everytime he inhales.
But he's not going to just give in to the bastard. Especially not when he is trying to taunt him with that damned star.
"I'm not... finished.... yet!"
His fingers claw at the concrete ground, before balling into tight, white knuckled fists. He slams them on the ground, before he kipups back to his feet. The world is seesawing on its axis, making him wobble where he stands, swaying with his limbs limp. He looks distant. Dazed. But still, he glares.
Mustering everything he has left, Andy Bogard zips at his brother, hoping to drill that damnable star with the smashing point of his elbow, and then following through with a twin palm strike, intended to send his brother flying and put him down.
Regardless of the outcome, Andy is done, and when his final stand is finished, the strength flees his body as unconsciousness washes over him.
COMBATSYS: Andy can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Terry dodges Andy's Zaneiken.
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Terry Bogard keeps his back turned to his brother for the sheer audacity to be be smug. The last moment he tried to rock the smug face, he got rekt for his showing offness. He'll know better than to wag his finger at his brother again. This time, though, the smug feint is exactly what he planned.
Terry catches the Zaneiken headed for him out of the corner of his eye. He waits for the last moment before he just simply steps out of the way. He doesn't even offer a witty banter moment. He doesn't even say anything smart. He knows his brother tried his best but he doesn't want to make his failure seem like he hasn't trained himself well. Or been trained well. There's sibling rivalry and there's being a dick.
Terry Bogard is not a dick.
When his brother falls, Terry pushes up to a full stance. As much as possible, anyway. He's still slightly hunched over due to the fact that he's been taken to the bank with this here battle. He stumbles a bit, still wobbling on his legs before he reaches up and grabs the bill of his hat. He pulls it off his head and tosses it into the air, allowing it to flutter down towards Andy as he turns and walks -- okay, limps like hell -- away.
Time to find something to eat. He's /starving/.
COMBATSYS: Terry wanders on to find the next challenge.
Log created on 17:14:09 03/24/2018 by Terry, and last modified on 20:28:22 03/25/2018.