NFG Season One Finals - Round Two: Hawksley vs Nixie

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Description: In a rematch of the final of the opening NFG tournament, The Irish Inferno, Hawksley takes on The Greene Goblin, Nixie. Will he be too hot to handle for the barista or will the barman find her cocktail of explosions too intoxicating to ingest? Whatever the outcome, there's sure to be fireworks!

Nixie finds herself in the ring once again. How fitting that her first match of the final tournament was the same as the final match of her first tournament. Well, she managed to win once, she can do it again right? The goblin looks around the ring as almost everything towers over her.

Hawksley pulls off the hoody he arrived at The Arena in and sets it down on the bench backstage. The removal of the soft fleece garment leaves him dressed in his usual fighting attire of bashed up blue jeans and white sneakers with nothing on the top half of his body. He's looking in the best shape he's ever been in, despite his diet of beer, brownies, cookies and pizza. Maybe he's just blessed with a fast metabolism or perhaps he's been hitting the gym extra hard.

His time in Metro City so far has been eventful, as is always the case with the Blaze brawler. He left Sunshine City as a single man and arrived in Metro with no plans to alter this (possible fleeting rendezvous aside). Since then however he's reconnected with his previous partner Coco after the Englishwoman had hunted him down in his former favourite haunt, The Dead Squirrel. That beautiful place has gone now, burned to the ground in a battle between two of his fellow competitors. Perhaps it was a fitting end to the fine pub. Besides, he's confident it will rise from the ashes to return to serving Guinness again sometime soon.

Fight wise his fortunes have varied. He confidently secured wins against Tamaki and Iris before his fire was drowned out by his friend, Chevy. The two had then teamed up for a sensational spar against sword wielding schoolgirl Ichika and the all American animal that is Buck. The Irish lad has been loving life. This however, this evening starting at eight pm, which is only a few short minutes from now, is what it has all been building up to.

He can hear the sounds of the crowd. He's been told it's a sell out and he can feel their energy vibrating through the walls of the dressing room. The last time he fought his opponent, Nixie Greene one on one was in the final of the opening tournament to the New Fighting Generation back in Southtown. That had given him his first taste of defeat and it's a flavour he doesn't fancy repeating. Their paths had crossed again in The Rumble which had ended with the crazy Cork fella headbutting explosives produced by the goblin into the crowd. It wasn't his finest moment but feck it, he'd do it all again.

The opening bars of Go! Fight! Win! by his favourite band, Ash can be heard through The Arena's speakers. That's his cue to enter the ring. He gets to his feet and heads in that direction, taking his time with the entrance, so he can soak up the roars from the spectators. There's girls (and a few guys) screaming his name, there's banners that people have bothered to take the time to make, there's even t-shirts with his face on and pairs of yoga pants with his name on the arse. It's fecking amazing.

He stops to salute the crowd, punching the air, blowing kisses and jumping up and down in time to the music. By the time he's reaching the ring he's buzzing for the brawl to begin.

"Alright there, Nixie?" he greets the girl waiting for him with a grin. "Have you missed me, cailin?"

"Do I miss getting set on fire? Not really, it seems like half of the fighters in NFG are able to do that." Nixie rolls her eyes a bit at the question. "I figured, I didn't kill you since I wasn't kicked out of the tournament." She's not trying to do so. She cringes a bit at all of the crowd noise. A part of her would never get to use to that.

She's not sure if she could go back to a normal life after all of this. She's still a goblin and people seem to know her quite a bit better. Would anyone recognize her as a human.

"Not quite half, darling" Hawksley corrects Nixie. "There's only three of us as far as I recall. I do know you fought Junko though and she's quite the firecracker, so I can understand if you're still feeling sensitive."

The Cork City lad crosses the ring to get closer to his opponent, staring at her with his dark eyes, having to look down to do so. "I'm very much still alive but even if I wasn't I'd have had my self to blame for my exit from The Rumble. We did cause a bit of a scandal between us though."

The music has stopped now and only the shouts and screams can be heard as a soundtrack to the scrap about to go down. "Good luck to you but not too much."

His words are followed by a wink and then he's pulling something from the pocket of his jeans. "Now you know me, Nixie. I like to start things off with a drink. He opens the silver flask he's produced and takes a swig from it, before setting it alight and blowing the flames downwards in her direction.

"Care to join me?"

COMBATSYS: Hawksley has started a fight here.

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Hawksley         0/-------/-------|

COMBATSYS: Nixie has joined the fight here.

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Hawksley         0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0            Nixie

COMBATSYS: Hawksley successfully hits Nixie with Hedonism.
Glancing Blow

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Hawksley         0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0            Nixie

"I don't think either of us want to drink what the other ones carrying. Nixie tries avoid getting caught in the flames but her apron and one of her legs are singed by the flames. "A scandal? What did people think the fight was rigged or something? Because I'll show them right now that's not the case!"

The goblin digs around her apron's pockets clearly looking for something. Once she finds the explosive she's looking for she promptly lobs it at him. If he didn't get out of the way he would find himself in a rather sticky situation.

COMBATSYS: Hawksley blocks Nixie's Glue Grenade.

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Hawksley         0/-------/-----==|==-----\-------\0            Nixie

"Nah, I'm grand for your potions" Hawksley readily agrees, watching the flames as they find their way down towards his diminutive foe. They may not have the full impact that the Irishman would wish for but they at least make contact with Nixie's green flesh.

"I'm talking about the explosions in the crowd" he clarifies. "I've heard no talk of any fights being rigged."

The glue grenade is launched towards the lad but he's quick to spot it, throwing his hand up to catch it before it can explode. It certainly leaves him rather sticky, so he wipes off what he can on his jeans and then sets about ducking down to try and deliver a left-handed jab at Nixie's jaw. Should he take her by surprise, a right cross would soon follow, seeking to send her off-balance. He's aiming to get a grab on the goblin's shoulders and pull her face-first into the hard surface of his kneecap.

COMBATSYS: Nixie parries Hawksley's Buzzkill ES!

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Hawksley         0/-------/----===|===----\-------\0            Nixie

Of course Nixie's not the easiest person to grab ahold of, as she ducks underneath him. "Well, maybe people shouldn't sit so close to the ring. Or they should install better safety measures." She's not seeing how that's her problem, the tournament knew that she throws bombs around when she signed up after all.

Speaking of which her hand glows green a bit as she produces another explosive from her apron. She tosses it with all her might at the bartender. There's nothing fancy about this one it's just your standard magical arament.

COMBATSYS: Hawksley just-defends Nixie's Bomb Blast EX!

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Hawksley         0/-------/----===|===----\-------\0            Nixie

The approach of Abigail to his ringside seat is something akin to Godzilla making his way into a crowded mall on Black Friday. People are simply bowled out of the way as the goliath tromps down the aisles, carving a path through the audience with a popcorn munching Roxy and a camera phone selfie taking J in tow behind him.

His ridiculously huge physique seems swelled even larger then normal, red in that sort of 'flashing red' hue that warns of an impending boss mode attack and steam actually coming off of his massive body. He must really have wanted to get here as he seems to have forgotten to take his welding mask off or chantged out of his torn tee shirt and oil and grease spattered Mad Gear print shirt and jeans. He's only missing carrying around a wlder as his tool belt baings heavily against his pillar sized legs.

"I told you we'd be late! I'm not letting you drive again, Roxy!" he bellows, voice barely muffled by the mask.

"You were spending too much time practicing smiling and working on your speech of encouragement for Nixie, Chief. This isn't my fault!" protests the pink haired belle while subtly slowing down to let J get infront of her.

Fortunantely for them both, the match under way distracts the giant and he pushes past some of the commentors at ring side to stalk closer to the Team Frost side of the ring just as Nixie ducks away from Hawksley and sends a bomb hurtling Hawksley's way.

"Oh yeah! See?! I told you that settin' up those traps in the scrapyard would make 'em faster on their feet. Y'get fast when a stack of cars is about to fall on you! Look at 'er go!"

Nixie is far too neat and nimble for the Blaze boxer to get his blows in. She slickly slips away from him, leaving Hawksley with his hands punching the air.

"Ah it's grand. Nobody got hurt" he comments. "I reckon it makes some of them more likely to show up. People are often drawn towards danger."

He's one of these sorts himself but he's not so much of an eejit that he's gonna just stand there and be hit by her explosive. Not without a bloody good reason. He thrusts his chiseled chest forwards, using it to smack away the soaring attack so the bomb spins far out of his vicinity, coming to a crash landing on the area surrounding the ring. No children, animals or other spectators and staff were harmed in the performance of this body block.

His gaze is briefly drawn towards the arrival of Abigail. After all, who could miss the man mountain? He has the cheek to give him a cheery wave, despite him making his way to join the Frost supporters, which is only fitting for one of the team's sponsors.

Focus now back on the fight, Hawksley tries again to grab hold of the goblin, grappling her to the ground and if able, forcing her into a side headlock. From this position he would start punching her repeatedly in the head.

COMBATSYS: Nixie blocks Hawksley's Submission ES.

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Hawksley         0/-------/---====|======-\-------\0            Nixie

"Then what's the problem?" Nixie's seeing even less of an issue if that's the case. She hears her name coming from Roxy, even with all the crowd noise present, of course it's Abagail that gets her attention. It seems like she a rather big fan but it's to her disdavantage as Hawksley manages to grab ahold of her this time.

She tries to pry herself free but given the size advantage has limited luck. She flails her short legs as she tries to escape.

COMBATSYS: Hawksley blocks Nixie's Light Kick.

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Hawksley         0/-------/---====|======-\-------\0            Nixie

"It wasn't a problem to me. You know, besides getting my face blown off" Hawksley chatters back. "But safety issues and people's love lives are the two top topics of discussion in the en eff gee."

As Nixie's little legs kick out at him in a bid to escape, the lad from Eire tenses his fit frame to foil her, earning himself a fresh bruise in the process.

He tries to lift her high above his head to free himself from her flailing and if able, he will then throw the golbin across the ring or possibly even out of it!

COMBATSYS: Hawksley successfully hits Nixie with Power Throw.
- Power hit! -

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Hawksley         0/-------/--=====|=======\===----\1            Nixie

Yeah, Nixie's not at all hard to lift if you have a decent amount of physical strength. She find herself getting thrown into the ropes as she tries to keep herself from going flying out of it. It takes a moment for her to pry herself free from them and come to her senses.

She pops her flask and downs half of it. She then shakes the bottle and chucks it across the ring at him. It looks he might be getting a sample of it after all.

"I wanted to get ahold of Hawksley but Juri just -had- to have Coco. Not that I mind Coco. She's great!"

"This is like 4d Chess Chief. A game of Risk. You shoulda sacrificed Buford. Maybe I wouldn't be spending hours dealing with all the spam 1 star ratings..." begins J,

"And legit ones.." interjects Roxy, grumpily,

"..On our site review."

"I had to bribe Katana to step in and help with Buford and it worked! I had invested money in him. I'm a legit business man! I couldn't just let my investment go!" Abigail responds, fuming once more. His face still can't be seen but his visor cracks.

Nixie's bomb explodes violently behind him, silhouetting his immense body and sending a minor shockwave rolling over his back. He seems to remain ignorant of this even though Roxy and J's eyes widen and Abigail turns his attention back to the ring, smoke smoldering off of his massive back as he sees Nixie under Hawksleys' grasp.

"C'mon Nixie! Hit that turbocharger and VROOOOOM right outta there! You can do it!!!"

Roxy gives a shrill whistle of support in the background as J takes more selfies.

As Nixie goes flying, Abigail's shoulders hunch a bit and one can almost imagine his grimace until she untangles herself. Hawksley seems to have the momentum but Abigail's deep voice raises again in an encouraging, "KABOOOM!" as she makes her counter attack.

COMBATSYS: Hawksley interrupts Toxic Tonic from Nixie with There's A Star ES.

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Hawksley         1/------=/=======|=======\-------\1            Nixie

Hawksley is pretty strong, so across the ring Nixie goes to smack into the ropes.

Apparently his attack is enough to drive her to drink, as she's fetching her flask. But wait! That's not actually the potion mixer's plan.

He's not normally the kind of fella to turn down a free bevvy but he's tasted this woman's brews before. As Abigail and co cheer their goblin girl on, the Irishman only seems inspired by the increased volume in the venue.

He catches the flask in his hand before a burning ball of fire appears there, melting it down to nothing. He starts to play with the fire, moving it through the air as he closes in on Nixie, causing a trail to be visible in its wake.

Once he's near enough, the fire seems to set his arms aglow, the light illuminating his face as he beams a bright smile at the Frost fighter. As he starts to spin, the trail glimmers and glows with his motion before the fireball is slammed into Nixie, exploding on impact.

"Holy crap!" That's all that manages is to get out is before the massive fireball hits her. Nixie's scorched alive by the flame and screams in pain as a result.

It's not quite enough to bring her down but she falls to one knee. Her clawed hands dig through the pockets of her apron sending explosives of all sizes flying eveywhere around her. You might want to take cover.

COMBATSYS: Hawksley blocks Nixie's Epic Explosives.

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Hawksley         1/---====/=======|-------\-------\0            Nixie

The sound of Nixie screaming in pain isn't pretty to the pugilist's ears but the sight of her brought to her knee is appealing.

Her small hands scramble into her apron, seeking a source for her to reap her revenge on the Irish rogue. He senses what's coming. His mind flashes back to Sunshine City, when she threw her series of explosives at his feet and into the path of himself and Ichika. At least this time there's only him at risk but he doesn't want to get a faceful of that malarkey again.

Lifting his arms up, Hawksley crosses them in front of himself shielding his face and torso from the brunt of the bombs. They bounce off his self made guard, some spinning sideways to smack into the outer perimeter of the ring and one landing on the desk in front of New Fighting Generation commentators, Tasty Tom and Loverboy Lou.

"He's at it again!" yells Tom. "The man is a menace."

Lou meanwhile has strangely vanished from his seat. He's silent for several seconds until the sound of his voice can be heard from under their desk. "Hell of an entertainer though!"

It seems that the Blaze brawler has survived the assault but he's not got off totally scot-free. Closer inspection would see that his sneakers are singed and his beloved jeans are looking even scruffier than usual, with several new holes having been burnt into them. The skin underneath the denim is stinging and Hawksley is actually shaking with the shock. Bending forward and resting his hands on his knees, he starts to take deep breaths, trying to calm his racing heart.

COMBATSYS: Hawksley focuses on his next action.

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Hawksley         1/---====/=======|-------\-------\0            Nixie

"Hey isn't this kind of.." begins Roxy, eyes widening as the fireball billows wildly and then the explosions roil and boil upwards in response.

Maybe ring side seats for this fight wasn't a good idea.

"Look out!!" shouts J and both Mad Gear duck and shirk back wildly, putting Abigail between themselves and the flashing lights and shockwaves that ripple out over the immediate area as the bombs explode in a ragiong display of the little goblins fury and Hawksley wild defensive effort that sends the bombs spiraling throughout the ring and out into the immediate area around them.

Abigail doesn't move. What explosions that do reach him set his tee shirt and the oil stains a flame and send smoke rolling off his body as his huge physique quakes and shakes from the force of the blasts but otherwise remains like a building weathering the storm. He then reaches up and pulls off the tattered remains of his shirt, leaving his oil streak and grease stained gear-monkey torso fully exposed. For the lookers of course!

"Push it to THE REDLINE!" he bellows, words meant for both fighters.

"This is nuts!" shouts J.

"It's NFG." explains Roxy, both still ducked behind the Mad Gear chief.

Nixie's a bit surprised as he doesn't attack her right away but gives her a chance to set up her next attack. Her fingers draw on the ring around where he's standing leaving a green trail behind where her finger draws. Wooden spikes start to rise from the floor. The question now is that Hawksley manage to get out of the way in time.

COMBATSYS: Hawksley interrupts Punji Pain from Nixie with Numbskull.

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Hawksley         1/=======/=======|=====--\-------\0            Nixie

"Pushing it, big fella!" Hawksley calls out to Abigail, whose booming voice he manages to hear through the chaos of the crowd.

Nixie gets to work on her tricksy trap, causing Hawksley to get a grip of himself and look down at the ground. "Ah feck" he cries, recognising whatever she's up to is unlikely to end well for him.

He leaps out of the circle of spikes, landing behind the goblin. He then grabs her arms and forces her off her feet, pulling her upwards and against his frame, as he starts to smash his face into her forehead repeatedly.

The spikes around them promptly disappear as he slams her face into his forehead. There's not much Nixie can do to stop him at this point, she's used up all her tricks. She struggles to break free but she soon finds herself unconscious. It seems like she isn't going to have the same luck in this tournament that she did last time.

COMBATSYS: Nixie can no longer fight.

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Hawksley         1/=======/=======|

Once he's sure she's done, Hawksley releases Nixie, dropping her down to the floor of the ring and lifts his arms aloft, celebrating his victory.

"And the winner is...Hawksley Moore!" calls Lou, who is now safely back in his seat.

The Irishman walks over to Nixie, intending to offer her his hand to help her to her feet but she's still out cold and the medics are rushing over to provide her with treatment.

He's delighted with his victory and he certainly hadn't come into this match expecting it. Nixie is a formiddable fighter and it's been both an honour and fun to get the chance to battle with her again.

Satisfied she's being seen to, Hawksley climbs out of the ring, rushing towards his fans to thank them for their support and supply them with any autographs and selfies requested.


Abigail shakes his head and finally reaches up and removes his welding mask, revealing his bullish junkyard dog like features. He shakes his jowls and scratches his beard before finally just tossing the mask haphazardly over his shoulder where it bonks J in the head just as the Mad Gear begins to stand.

He first approaches the ring to peer into it and look over Nixie as the medics attend to her. Should she regain some semblance of awareness she might see him looming behind them and grinning abit. Not one of his practiced grins either but seemingly a sincere one rolling up from within and then a nod of approval of her efforts.

He then turns and bellows, "Hawksley! Good job crossin' that finish line!"

He lifts a massive arm up and points at the Irishman and adds with a big rumbling grin, "But you got more races yet to do! Let's see if you can keep that engine of yers roarin', eh?!"

Log created on 12:21:20 11/02/2023 by Hawksley, and last modified on 18:19:37 11/02/2023.