Description: Hawksley, the Irish Inferno of Team Blaze, faces off against Ayala, the cavewoman chief extraordinaire of Team Frost. Sponsor Zog the Hammer is in attendance to cheer on one of his favourite prospects.
It's six pm in Sunshine City. Since it's June, it's still light and bright, but some of the heat has gone out of the sun. It casts shadows across the immaculate green pitch of the Sunshine City Dragons Football Stadium, including on the dark haired man who's currently standing at the centre of it. As he stares around the vast structure in awe, the sound of his theme song, Go! Fight! Win! by Irish rockers, Ash can be heard blasting out of the stadium's state of the art speakers.
His heart thuds inside his chest. Not because he's scared but because he's excited. It seems aeons since his brutal final with Nixie and he's been missing the buzz of battle. Sure, he's been training with champion boxer, M. Bison, but there's something about doing it for real that really gets his adrenaline racing.
The crowd in the stadium's seats, though far from the match day capacity of seventy five thousand, is still respectable, with perhaps three or four hundred fans filling one section of the seats. Most of them seem to be of high school age or a little older. The same demographic that makes up the fighters in the New Fighting Generation.
Hawksley spies a few signs with his name on and smiles to himself, before offering their carriers a wave. One of the signs instructs him to take his shirt off, which is really not necessary, since he's in his usual fighting attire of just a pair of blue jeans and white sneakers. Hanging from the belt that is fastened to the denim pants, is a charm with a bucket and a ring of flames on it. The redhaired woman who gifted it to him may now be technically a rival, but it was given to him as a gesture of friendship and he isn't going to forget that.
He awaits the arrival of Ayala with anticipation. As the Ash song stops playing, he's curious if she will have her own entrance music.
The Team Frost van pulls up, and while it has a pretty nice blue/white color scheme (likely thanks to Abigail) the inside is a bit of a different story, as the door opens and a freaking cavewoman hops out. Her entrance is followed by a few silvery beer cans also scattering out onto the pavement--while not really an alcoholic, people of her tribe are not going to turn down the prospect of free beer, especially while being shuttled around like that. Plus it's Ayala.
"Buuurrrp--oooh, okay, time to do this," Ayala wringed her arms and shoulders out, rotating her neck and popping joints, before bringing her arms up in a big flex for the cameras, and likely to some hooting from bystanders. The big muscly blonde cavewoman was in her usual gray furred bikini and tail-like scarf, though they'd gotten her to wear converse sneakers for this, at least--some safety concerns about fighting in home made fur boots.
"AYALA NO GIVE UP, GIVE UP WHEN DEAD~" she hollers, approaching the ring.
COMBATSYS: Ayala has started a fight here on the right meter side.
COMBATSYS: Hawksley has joined the fight here.
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Hawksley 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Ayala
Ayala's approach is far from subtle, but Hawksley doesn't have a problem with that. It's not like he's a shy and retiring wallflower himself. He'd also likely approve of the empty beer cans, if he'd witnessed them. Hell, he'd have drained a few dry with her, if he'd had the chance.
"Good for you, darling" he chimes in, as she states her intention to not give up. I won't be giving up either, so it will work out just grand."
Moving closer to the cavewoman, he pulls out a flask from the pocket of his jeans. "I thought we could start with a whiskey" he suggests. "Want some?"
Taking a swig from the silver flask, he holds it briefly in his mouth before using his chi to ignite it and breathe fire at Ayala.
COMBATSYS: Ayala blocks Hawksley's Hedonism.
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Hawksley 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Ayala
"Ooh? No--Abigail said no more booze before fight," Ayala shakes her head, which was probably wise. She does seem to appreciate the sentiment, however.
"Bwaaah!" Ayala falls back, however--her long curly blonde locks nearly getting set on fire from the sudden gout of flame, apparently having not expected that--but is patting out the tiny bits of fire from the various bits of gray fur bikini. Mostly on the cuffs around her wrists.
"That good trick, here one Ayala learned from Expanse!" Ayala launched herself up and gave a huge kick with the heel of her foot right at Hawksley's front, bringing it up with immense force!
COMBATSYS: Hawksley blocks Ayala's Spinyshell Kick.
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Hawksley 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 Ayala
The Irishman doesn't seem too put out that his party trick didn't work. He gives an impish smile to Ayala and a shrug of his shoulders. It seems to say - What can you do?
"Sorry if your bikini got burnt, cailin. But better that than your lovely locks."
When the heel comes flying towards Hawksley, he reacts rapidly, bringing his hands up to catch it and push it away.
"You kick hard" he states, his hands backing him up with the throbbing he feels there.
Shaking his left fist out, he aims to deliver a jab into a right cross to break open Ayala's guard and throw her off-balance. If he's able to do so, he will grab her strong shoulders and use them to pull her face-first into his rising knee.
"Hey, don't burn tha cutie too bad, Hawk-guy!"
The call comes from one of the benches, which is almost entirely dedicated to the presence of a certain ogre acting as a sponsor to Team Blaze - Zog the Hammer, whose enormous girth causes the steel bench to sag slightly beneath his weight. He's covered in his usual reddish markings and wearing his standard furry loincloth, and he has a brand new cask of some unidentified alcohol sitting on the bench next to him, every now and then taking it and drinking straight from the keg as if it were a hip flask of his own.
Hoping to catch Ayala's attention, he holds up a cardboard sign that he made with magic marker earlier ("Hey! It really is magic!" he had exclaimed upon making his first line on the board), with a badly-drawn picture of a woman's face with yellow hair and the words 'CUTIE AYALA' with an eggplant and a round orange-coloured fruit below. He waves the sign vigorously in the air before slapping his belly a few times with either hand.
COMBATSYS: Hawksley successfully hits Ayala with Buzzkill ES.
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Hawksley 0/-------/----===|=====--\-------\0 Ayala
"Ayala kick hard and kicks high!" the latter is probably some compliment she got at one point, though she might not have quite understood the implication of that.
The jab against Ayala goes right around her arms and actually clocks her, leaving her open to be pulled by the shoulders and into that knee bash. Ouch. The cavewoman winds up scattered onto the floor of the arena before pulling herself up again, craning her neck to work the criks out of it and wipe blood from her chin. Oof.
The cheering from the fans in the crowds however do give her a shot in the ass, a bit--and gets her moving again.
The hand of the cavewoman comes around in a huge haymaker, sweeping right toward Hawkley!
COMBATSYS: Hawksley blocks Ayala's Swift Backhand.
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Hawksley 0/-------/---====|======-\-------\0 Ayala
Hawksley gives a disbelieving look towards the sponsor's bench, as the ogre declares his devoted support for his opponent.
"What's the craic, fella?" he demands. "You're supposed to be Team Blaze."
Squinting his dark eyes towards the infantile yet inappropriate sign, he shakes his head. "I reckon he's thinking with his hammer."
Turning back to Ayala, he nods his head. "You do, and I know another lass who kicks hard and high too. You fought her in your first match in the tournament."
As the female's face feels the force of his knee, he watches as she goes flying to the floor. The blood is pouring now, just the way he likes it, followed by a heavy handed haymaker heading towards Hawksley's face.
He leaps upwards, presenting his chest as an alternate target for her to hurt. He definitely feels its intense impact, but it could have been a lot worse.
Stepping in closer to the cavewoman, Hawksley delivers a series of three rapid jabs towards her with his left hand, flowing into a right-handed cross punch and then finishing with another quick left jab.
COMBATSYS: Ayala dodges Hawksley's Cherry Bomb ES.
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Hawksley 0/-------/---====|======-\-------\0 Ayala
"Men think with hammer, all time--" Ayala echoes this statement. Apparently things haven't changed much since the stone-age, so to speak.
"Clothes woman! she hard to beat, tricky style," the cavegirl responded, this time able to duck and juke around the punches being thrown her way, the two going at it starting to look like a DBZ fight. Some irony there likely.
"Ooooh!" Ayala sees her chance and begins to surge with yellow, electrical chi energy--becoming electricified as she attempts to pounce on Hawksley and deliver a charged feral predator-esque bite on them! Think of electric eels, maybe--that same effect on a sabretooth tiger attempting to chomp on something.
COMBATSYS: Hawksley endures Ayala's Volt Bite ES.
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Hawksley 1/-------/=======|=======\=------\1 Ayala
"I can't deny, it happens from time to time" Hawksley responds to Ayala's assessment of his gender with a twinkle in his eyes.
"It's funny to think of Coco as clothes woman, when she's probably most famous so far for most of her costume coming off." He allows himself a chance to chuckle, despite Ayala dodging his boxing display.
"You're fast on your feet too" he praises, before his eyes widen at her electrical energy. "Tricksy too. I can see you're gonna keep me on my toes."
Perhaps it's the predatory pounce or perhaps it's the prospect of being bitten that seems to stun Hawksley. Either way, he stands his ground as her teeth sink into his flesh. "Jesus!" he wails woefully. "You like to play rough. Not that I'm gonna complain too hard. I do myself."
He staggers back from her, rubbing at his broken skin with his calloused fingers and then launches himself forwards, fighting to get hold of Ayala and grapple her. Should he manage to do so, he will force her into a side headlock before punching her repeatedly in the head.
COMBATSYS: Hawksley successfully hits Ayala with Submission.
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Hawksley 1/-----==/=======|=======\=====--\1 Ayala
Ayala is a bit more preoccopied at the moment with the bleeding and surging with electricity, so Hawksley's response is a bit lost on her at the moment. Ayala is not trying to harm her opponent anymore than she has to, so she does not try to rip and tear when her teeth contact the man's flesh, the effect coming more from the electricity. As she lets go however she is grappled, put into a headlock and then punched in the head repeatly. Ow. It leaves her with the side of her face bruised and her eyes rolling around in her head, before she manages to break free.
"Oooh... rough, like cave ape wrestling," she takes a step back, holding her head, visibly hurt, but also trying to catch a breath, beginning to visibly straighten her back as she recovers a bit.
COMBATSYS: Ayala gains composure.
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Hawksley 1/-----==/=======|=======\====---\1 Ayala
"Hey, Ayala!" Zog calls out from the sideline, clapping his hands over his head. "You can do it! Come on, Cutie Ayala!"
Feeling that he should redouble his efforts, the ogre rises up from the bench, causing it to bend back into shape, and runs up to the barricade, holding his sign in front of his belly so that Ayala can get a better view.
"See? That scary girl mighta smashed my fruit, but I got more where that came from for ya!"
The ogre relaxes his grip on the sign to hold up a large eggplant with one hand indicatively.
"That's the second time in a few days that someone has compared me to a monkey" Hawksley reveals.
His violent attack has left Ayala visibly injured but it doesn't seem to deter the former bar brawler. As she takes time to recover, he sets his sights on his sponsor, marching over to where the male mountain is playing the cheerleader for his opponent.
"What the feck?" he asks angrily. "I thought the whole point of us being on teams was for us to support each other. You do realise she's Team Frost and not Blaze?"
He snatches the cardboard sign from Zog's meaty mitt and carries it back over to where the cavewoman is trying to regain her composure. Getting up close to her, he lifts it up, before bringing it down to try and smack her over the head.
COMBATSYS: Hawksley successfully hits Ayala with Light Random Weapon.
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Hawksley 1/---====/=======|=======\=======\1 Ayala
"Wha?" Ayala is momentarily distracted by the giant ogre's sign and isn't able to react fast enough to avoid getting slapped around with it like a wet trout. Oof.
She's left a little woozy after that, to be fair, so much she didn't notice the Ogre was apparently trying to storm the ring.
"Uhhf... Ayala no lose, she give up when she dead!" Ayala backed herself up to edge of the arena, and would use whatever barrier or ropes to bounce herself back from, giving herself a running start as she jumps and attempts a strong drop kick--which if it connects she will follow with two more--using Hawksley's body as a springboard, of sorts!
COMBATSYS: Hawksley blocks Ayala's Triple Kick ES.
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Hawksley 1/-======/=======|=======\-------\1 Ayala
"Good for you" Hawksley encourages Ayala. The last thing he wants is for someone to give up on him.
The sign having served its purpose, he flings it aside like a frisby, where it lands on the far side of the pitch.
As the battle babe backs up, the brawler watches her with interest. It looks like she's trying to gain some leverage to leap on him. Instead, the Irishman finds a kick coming in, followed by another, then another.
The first one finds it's target, connecting with his ribs and causing him to curse. "Bollocks. I think me rib is banjaxed" he groans. The pain causes him to pull back, which saves him from the second and third strikes making the damage more severe.
Crouching down on the ground, he slams his fist into the pristine surface of the stadium's pitch, sending a circle of fire spreading out around himself and Ayala. He then jumps to his feet to deliver a devastating lightning-fast punch, with the intention of sending her flying through the wall of flames.
COMBATSYS: Hawksley successfully hits Ayala with Burn Baby Burn.
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Hawksley 0/-------/----===|=======\==-----\1 Ayala
"Too strong--" Ayala blanches as her kick just bounces off of Hawksley's body, before she misses the next two--leanding her to the floor. She's then caught in the spreading circle of fire, trying to move to the side to avoid the lightning fast punching--but just can't.
Ayala is smacked back and forth and around by the punches, finally throwing her through the ring of fire--landing with a crash. The cavewoman is able to pull herself back up, but she's wounded, and a bit humiliated--she attempts to lurch toward Hawksley to grapple with him, spending the last of her chi energy right now to glow green and take Hawksley with her as she begins to try to spin around with him--taking him with her as she tumbles to the ground!
"Ughhhh... Ayala had too many beers..." we will perhaps spare the studio audience for what comes next.
COMBATSYS: Ayala can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Hawksley interrupts Dance Floor from Ayala with Numbskull.
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Ayala is broken, but still willing to battle on. Hawksley can respect that.
As she makes her attempt to grapple him whilst glowing green, he gives her all he's got, trapping her arms in the tussle with his own and then forcing open her defenses. With the Team Frost fighter at a disadvantage, he starts to smash his forehead into her face repeatedly.
Apparently he's more in the mood for destruction than dancing.
The forehead smashing is just the piece du resistance, or however it's said--yeah, Ayala is a little out of it after that, lets put it that way. Just uh, don't mind the mess they've made so far.
The perfect surface of the pitch is scorched by the Irishman's inferno. Ayala is worse for wear and Hawksley? Well, he's still standing. He's bruised, has a broken rib and is a little breathless from the brutal brawl he's just been involved in, but the Irishman has found the fight to be fantastic fun.
He offers a hand out to help the fierce female up when she's alert enough to accept it. As for Zog, he simply gives him a wink.
Log created on 14:06:28 06/15/2023 by Ayala, and last modified on 03:34:55 06/16/2023.