Description: Abigail returns for another crack at Neo-League glory. While circumstances kept the big man from performing last time it is certain he won't let this chance pass him by. This unstoppable force will be facing the immovable object, Bob. Bob was very close to taking down Antonov in his last fight and comes up against a man even more impressive in size and strength. Will it be pure power that wins out or will SPEED AND WEIGHT prevail?
When Bob recently challenged Antonov, the host of this season's Neo-League, no one expected the battle that they got. Certainly Bob has his following of diehard fans, but the heavyset karateka is hardly the prodigy he was when he first appeared on the circuit several years ago. No, most did expect much from Bob.
Least of all a near-loss that catapulted him into the finals of the league.
And yet, Bob is here, matched up against Abigail, that monolith of muscle that has taken on the best the world has to offer, including a strong showing in last year's World Warrior tournament. At this point, no one knows what to expect. Could Bob pull the same sort of performance that he did against Abigail, or will this bout prove far less fruitfal for the big-bodied battler?
Bob waits for Abigail in Metro Square. He's met that man before, but never in a match. Even so, Bob knows Abigail's reputation well enough to know that he'll have to give this one his all if he wants to stand any chance at all. He walks into the stage, his boots tapping heavily against the concrete of the sidewalk. Today he's dressed in a blue Hawaiian shirt with red flowers, a white button up, acid-washed blue jeans, and black boots.
He rolls his neck, working his knuckles as he waits for Abigail to arrive. ... he doubts either of them could miss the other.
Abigail's arrival isn't unlock that iconic scene from the original Jurassic Park with the arrival of the T-Rex. Meaning his very footfalls send rumbles that vibrate coffee mugs, rattle nearby windows and send unspecting Metro City citizens into a mild anxiety attack though others simply gird their loins, so to speak, in anticipation and figuring just exactly who it is that's en route.
His actual appearence is thus appropriately Abigail like but when you're one of the biggest and possibly the strongest man alive (so far as brute strength and potential is at least..not the rest of that fightey mumbo jumbo..) ..it's hard to make any entry delicate and this is apparent as an entire wall bursts open, revealing an Abigail like shape as he strides through it and begins making his way across Metro City Square. A city bus slams on its breaks and fails to come to a stop -ramming into him as he steps into its path and blasting into his sides. Abigail doesn't move. The bus rebounds backwards with an Abigail shaped imprint from where it blasted into his shoulders. He continues crossing the streets, into the path of a nother bus with the same results. he barely blinks and just continues flickering his gaze around in search for Bob. It doesn't take to long.
A trail of honking horns and broken cars later, and he's drawing nearer to Bob. "Hey! I remembrer you..."
Bob continues his warm-up. He moves from stretching to one handed vertical push-ups---an impressive feat in general, but doubly so for a man of Bob's...build. He continues the steady repetition for several minutes until the cacophony of horns and the horn of a crash draws his attention. His eyes narrow. His muscles tense. He springs onto his feet, flipping into a mid-air roll before landing on his feet with a heavy tap-tap of his boots.
"Oh, hey," Bob says, tilting his head back (and up) to look Abigail in the eye. "Been a while, huh?"
He's surprisingly cheerful sounding for a man with Death Metal facepaint, "That's right.. You helped me find my Vroom! That stupid Skull Cross Gang had tried to cause trouble." An off screen adventure, it seems.
"Sorry but..I'm gonna have to paste you." Abigail laces his fingers together and then stretches his massive arms forward. His physique practically inflates like a water balloon as the monstrous flex ripples down his arms and then ends with a sound like boulders cracking as he cracks his knuckles brutally.
"Then again, I heard you took on that ..uh..Anto..nov..guy? Yeah. So maybe this won't be to bad!"
"That's right," Bob says, giving Abigail a firm nod and a thumbs-up. Huge or not, Bob seems to be taking it all in stride. He's a pretty eccentric guy himself, to be fair...
"And yeah. Have you met him yet? He's a tough customer to say the least," Bob hops in place, continuing his warm-up. "I'd say I haven't had that good of a match in a while, but there's a lot of tough customers in the Neo League this year."
COMBATSYS: Abigail has started a fight here.
COMBATSYS: Bob has joined the fight here.
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Bob 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Abigail
"Nope!" is Abigail's simple response..followed by the behemoth suddenly dashing forward at Bob. From Bob's perspective it's probably more of a lumbering trundle, especially with the way Abigail lifts his huge arms from his sides and holds them there almost in a Frankenstein's Monster's sort of lumbering lurch that shakes the ground more and more as he draws closer to Bob.
"Vroom, vroom, vroom, vroom, vroom!!!" he bellows until at the last second he pivots and lunges out of hte charge into a punch that drives forward at Bob with staggering speed and force.
COMBATSYS: Bob just-defends Abigail's Dynamite Punch!
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Bob 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Abigail
Bob takes a deep, almost meditative breath. He looks over Abigail again. Perhaps Bob is sizing up just how much of a chance he stands here. Perhaps he's mentally prepping himself for whatever is to come. In any case, he has little time. Abigail is already on the move, building up speed like a locomotive.
Bob knows he can't meet Abigail head on. Even if Bob is extremely strong and durable himself, the gap between the two of them is too much. Speed and weight may be his mantra, but in the latter, Abigail has him beat by far. But this? This is what he trained for. Just like against Antonov, Bob has the chance to put his technique and physique to the test.
And so Bob employs the former of his two key attributes. He goes low, ducking beneath the massive punch and going for an aggressive block. Rather than meet Abigail's fist head on he collides with it from the side, pushing it up and away as he moves in with a strike of his own.
Bob grapples Abigail's arm and gives it a pull, dragging himself forward as much as he pulls Abigail toward him, and pulling himself up for some height. He strikes forward, his black-gloved palm striking at Abigail's face. If he connects, Bob transitions into a swing, pulling himself around and kicking against the back of Abigail's knee.
COMBATSYS: Bob successfully hits Abigail with Quarter Deck.
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Bob 0/-------/-----==|==-----\-------\0 Abigail
Mild annnoyance ripples across Abigail's features as his massive fist is redirected and then his body used as an anchor point for Bob to swing up and strike at his face and then at his knee. It's a wise move to use against such titans. Go for the joints and the weak spots. But Abigail isn't known as the Superhuman Hot Rodder for nothing and he weathers the impacts against his bod like a sequoia - barely shuddering and holding his ground and then curling his massive arm around in an attempt to grip hold of Bob and wrap even his immense body up by virtue of Abigail's single absurdly gigantic arm.
"Not bad!" he manages to rumble out before bringing his free hand up and curling it into a fist which he aims at Bob's face..and then unleashes a single, simple, finger flick..albiet one with the force of a battering ram.
COMBATSYS: Abigail knocks away Bob with Red Leaf.
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Bob 1/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Abigail
Bob flips into a roll out of his kick, tumbling into a somersault before rising to his feet and spinning on his heel. The fact that Abigail barely budged during the last assault is troubling, but Bob doesn't let it bother him. At least, not yet.
But the flick is like a cannon shot. It connects with Bob's chin and sends the man flying backward, bouncing into a skid of several meters. He rubs his face as he climbs back up, shaking his head several times to clear away the stars.
"Yeah, ouch," Bob says. "That hurt just about as much as I thought it would." He works his jaw with his hand. "Maybe even more." His fists are raised again as he resumes his stance, readying himself.
"But don't count me out just yet!" Bob rushes in, ducking low like a boxer. He strikes out with several rapid fire, piston-like punches. The volley comes in a set of three, after which Bob winds up into a full-bodied hook.
COMBATSYS: Abigail blocks Bob's Apicius Special.
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Bob 0/-------/-------|=====--\-------\0 Abigail
The attacks slam against Aigail's sem-truck cab of a torso with resounding thuds tht would break most people in half but Abigail weathers the assault, his massive body tensing up and his physique hardening as his muscles flex. His slasher-grin remains on his features as he rumbles out, "Hey, not bad! You are fast..and strong! A good tuned engine..but you need more horsepower if you're going to pull past me!"
His massive arm comes hurtling around like a falling tree, swinging a single whirling strike in response to Bob's rapid fire fists. The rest of Abigail follows behind the punch, his colossal body spinning into a monstrous back fist which is then followed by an upper cut as he comes out of the turn and pivots around on his heels.
COMBATSYS: Abigail successfully hits Bob with Abi Twist.
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Bob 0/-------/-======|=======\-------\0 Abigail
Bob keeps his momentum going. With a match-up like Abigail, pressing hard and fast is his only option. Against someone lighter, less durable, Bob might be able to play a waiting game (weighting game?) and keep on the defensive, rushing in and trying to capitalize on an opening. Here? Here it's a game of all or nothing.
But his rapid-fire blows fail to wear down the mountain. Abigail's compliments certainly don't fall on deaf ears, but Bob's mind is elsewhere as he's clobbered, sent flying to land on the roof of a small sedan, which leaves a large, Bob shaped imprint on the roof. He lets out a low groan.
But after a moment Bob rolls off the roof to land in a three-poitn stance, balancing himself with one hand. He rises to his feet with a stagger, his head still spining.
"Glad you think so," Bob says, "but I'm definitely getting a run for my money with these hits. It's no wonder you made it to the top of the league..." Bob resumes his stance again, raising his fists in front of him and rocking on his heels.
And then Bob blitzes forward again, rushing in with a fierce right hook that bears all that speed and weight in one convenient package.
But Bob doesn't stop there, and instead uses his forward momentum to transition into a baseball slide, going in for a low kick that leverages his weight and power against Abigail's legs!
COMBATSYS: Abigail blocks Bob's Diving Kick.
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Bob 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\0 Abigail
"It's time for MAX POWER!!" bellows Abigail just as BOb comes charging at him as if fired from a cannon. For his own part, Abigail's immense body turns a burning red with steam billowing from his heated form and pluming from his open mouth and ears as if he were an engine on overload. His physique literally seems to inflate, bulging as if boulders were growing under his muscle groups and enlarging his body bigger and bigger until he's a like a mountain of sinew in comparison to his previous scale which was pretty much a living landscape of flesh to begin with.
Bobs impact is right in the middle of this going on and the behemoth braces his immense body and holds his ground like an immoable object, certain to rebound Bob off of him as he finishes his own revving up of his engines. "Let's go full throttle!!" he roars, his tee shirt shredding as his torso swells. He slams his huge fists together, sending a shockwave out that literally shakes the area from the force of their impact.
COMBATSYS: Abigail VROOOOOMS!!!
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Bob 0/-------/=======|=======\===----\1 Abigail
Bob's boot impacts with Abigail's steel-hard guard, the weighty fighter coming to a stop against the giant's defenses before kicking back off and away from him once more. The man seems to get ever bigger as power gathers, and Bob...even Bob has to pause for a moment.
"Things just got worse, didn't they?" he says, slapping his cheeks a few times to psych himself up. "High octane, huh? Let's see if I can muster enough torque to make a dent in that chassis!"
Bob steps forward, plants his heel, and then twists into a spinning backfist, throwing all his momentum into the incoming blow.
...that is, until he plants his boot again, pushing forward into a step and delivering a second, two-handed palm strike with that same snapping, piston-like karate power!
COMBATSYS: Bob blitzes into action and acts again!
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Bob 0/-------/-======|=======\===----\1 Abigail
COMBATSYS: Abigail blocks Bob's Fierce Punch.
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Bob 0/-------/-======|=======\====---\1 Abigail
COMBATSYS: Abigail endures Bob's Granchi Cannon.
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Bob 1/-------/=======|=======\======-\1 Abigail
"Now you're talkin' vroom!!" roars Abigail cheerfully as he begins rumbling forward, "Let's see you sow me the power in that engine of yours.. Or are you just a big chassis with no horsepower to back it up!"
He doesn't have long to wait as Bob comes bareeling in at him like a rocket and thunders his strikes into Abigail's body like the impact of a high speed car!
Abigail is finally forced to accept a defensive stance versus just relying on his hudy alone to weather the blows. He turtles slightly, raising a huge palm up to catch the blow of the spinning back fist but then the two handed strike goes planting firmly into his belly and he slides backwards a few paces, digging up a gigantic groove in the ground in the process.
"You can't run away!" he bellows suddenly and lunges forward again into a follow up strike. His massive body lunges up and over Bob before slaming a massive palm down to try and literally squash Bob to the ground to stun him..and then using both of his hands lift him back up into the air as if he were naught by a Bob sized speed punching bag for the goliath.
"ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA!!' Abigail bellows while rolling his massive fists, several strikes per fist..first the right, then the left, then the right again..in a series of increasingly apocalyptic punches that would finally end with a palm slap intending to send any victim sailing.
COMBATSYS: Abigail knocks away Bob with Abigail Special.
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Bob 2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|==-----\-------\0 Abigail
The power of Bob's two-handed strike gets him his first real bit of ground since the battle started, and that glimpse of progress bringing a smile to Bob's face. Even so, he soon finds himself on the defensive as Abigail barrels forward, swinging both hands down in an earth-shaking slam.
And with it, Bob seems that window for victory closing. The slam smashes him against the ground with enough force to crack the pavement, and then Bob is tossed into the air for a flurry of punches, the last of which sends him sailing like a human cannonball. He smashes into the car from before, this time impacting the side with so much force that it turns the car right over.
"Nnngh," Bob groans. "I give. You got me with that one." He doesn't get up right away.
COMBATSYS: Bob takes no action.
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COMBATSYS: Bob can no longer fight.
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"Not bad!" declares Abigail as he walks over towards the prone Bob, pantaomining a bearhug and then raising an industrial piston sized arm upwards in victory.
"Yeah, not bad!" he repeats with a rumble, "You got good horsepower and torque.. but you take awhile to rev up that engine to full throttle and so it's hard to catch up when we're off to the races. Work on putting the pedal to the metal more and come see me again!"
COMBATSYS: Abigail has ended the fight here.
Log created on 21:12:21 02/10/2019 by Abigail, and last modified on 11:04:59 02/18/2019.