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Post by hualord on May 26, 2007 17:18:22 GMT -8
# of Fighters:
Two
Names of Fighters:
Hiroko and Ian
Arena Description:
-Time:Afternoon:-
The sun hangs high over the place known to many as Public High School #259. Though the searing sun's rays bare down heavily today, the courtyard of the school remains for the most part unaffected. It's lush green trees provide a comfortable shade for most of the school's cutters whom happen to be enjoying the nice weather. The courtyard isn't as entirely empty as it appears. It only seems empty since the students, who have decided not to go to class, have distanced themselves from one another in hopes of maybe perhaps avoiding a conflict.
Match Type:
To the Knock out
Special Rules:
-Legs only!
-Stats only!
Total Earnable Points: 5
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Post by Mercado on May 26, 2007 20:46:25 GMT -8
~Hmm....its really been awhile since my last visit here hasn't it?~
Under one of the many trees which populated the yard of Public school #259 laid one student who went by the name of Ian. Fact of the matter was, this was his first day back to 259. Things didn't seem to have changed much. The usual pish posh of every day life seemed to have just gone along it normally does. The complacency of everything was just so....dull.
~At least thats how this guy sees it.... Oh well! Back to business!~
"So who's next and feeling lucky!?!" Shouted the energetic blonde to the students that were lounging around the courtyard. In front of the blond laid a plain marble notebook and in his right hand rested three dice. "Comon guys and girls don't be shy!" Continued Ian who slammed down a crumpled ten onto the notebook. "Do I have any takers now?"
~Yup...simply business as usual....~
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Post by Mercado on May 27, 2007 9:12:58 GMT -8
"Hey. You know you...should...chill......OUT!?"
Ian wasn't exactly prepared for a attack, or even more or less prepared for any type of assault. So before the freshmen could even pull a bullshit story out from his ass, the giant before him was already aiming to incapacitate him. Ian, who was simply lying against a tree, was in quite a unfavorable position when it came to defending or attacking, and judging by his opponent's speed and attitude, this guy looked as if he one, wanted to make this quick, and two, was someone who you didn't fuck around with.
Ian quickly rolled slightly to the side the moment he became aware of the man's intentions. The man's huge leg came crashing down swiftly on the ground, effectively scarring the earth at the point of impact. Glancing quickly to his right, Ian's eyes fell upon what had previously been the previous location of his o so sacred head.
~Scary!!!!~ Ian cried sporadically in mind as he wondered just how close to death he had been. Ian wasn't exactly expecting a fight so early in his return to the school, but whatever he must have done to piss this guy off must have been pretty bad. Yet, getting his ass handed to him while idlely standing by wasn't something he was simply going to let occur. He'd knock this guy's ego down a few notches, then figure things out later.
Ian nodded his head to himself as he figured that plan to be the best course of action. Ian eyes suddenly popped open as the realization that he was still beside the renegade man's leg instantly dawned upon him. Ian suddenly continued to roll on the ground away the man hoping to regroup somewhere away from the man.
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Post by Mercado on May 27, 2007 11:53:09 GMT -8
Ian stopped his roll on his belly for a second as he glanced around for his would be attacker.
~Nothing to my left...nothing to my right....where then?~ The blond suddenly noticed the ground becoming darker only around himself, and turned his sights upwards only to see the man diving down toward him while sending a flurry of kicks his way.
~Jesus Christ! This guy doesn't give up!~ Ian thought as he quickly placed his hands on the ground in a sort of a push up-like position and quickly pushed hard against the ground in order to get himself to his feet and away from his opponent. The freshmen stumbled backwards for a few steps as he again narrowly avoided being pounded into dust.
"I don't know what you have against me but two can play this game." Ian had noticed that his assailant had both his hands in his pockets and had only proceeded to use his legs in attacking him. If there was one thing Ian really didn't like, it was being underestimated. On that cue Ian slipped his hands into his pockets and grinned back toward the blood red haired man.
"Catching a guy off guard? You should be ashamed. But hey who am I to talk right?" Spoke the blond with a shrug.
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Post by Mercado on May 27, 2007 13:18:58 GMT -8
The man's speed truly was astounding. Hell, it even surpassed Ian's, and that was really saying something. Not many people could match Ian, actually, not many people could even keep up with him. Yet here right in front of him was one of those people who did surpass him. Yet, even if the man trumped Ian's greatest trait, he wasn't going to simply roll over for him.
The man hadn't even rested for more then five seconds before he launched himself into another attack. This time an airborne flip was bringing his feet around. It wasn't as if Ian was blind. Sure he couldn't really predict people's moves that well, but if he saw them executing it, avoiding it was a much easier matter. The man's move was pretty linear, sacrificing his mobility for power. Actually, while he was in mid-air he had no mobility whatsoever.
Ian quickly centered his body on his right leg, and spun his body backwards so as when Hiroko's foot would come down, it would come down harmlessly in front of the blond. However Ian wouldn't just stop his quick rotating dodge. He would continue to use the momentum of the turn while swinging in his left leg low in order to execute a swift kick to the backs of the man's knees. If his kick connected, he hoped it would literally bring the behemoth down to his knees so which he could follow up quickly.
If all things went well, Ian would quickly push off of the back of the man's thighs and rotate a full 360 in order to deliver a hard kick into the man's face. ~Okay lets see what this guy is made of!~
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Post by Mercado on Jun 10, 2007 10:19:38 GMT -8
~Shit! How could I forget the fundamentals of fighting.~
This was mostly true in the aspect that Ian had already lost his trump card. At close ranges, speed was practically useless. And given the fact that the man was already faster then him, dodging such an attack was almost impossible, if not futile. Quickly, as his towering opponent began to fall towards the ground, Ian used his leg that was planted on the man's chest, and pushed off it in an attempt to swing his body around fast enough to avoid the kick.
Regardless of the blond's efforts, Hiroko's kick, which was still faster and had gained more momentum then Ian's counter maneuver, still caught the freshman on the side of his abdomen. Even though Ian was moving away from the kick and the intended target of the man's attack had been changed, the blow still landed with enough force to send the light weight fighter reeling wildly backwards. Ian tumbled backwards along the ground a bit given the man's excessive strength, and...Well...Ian's not to impressive stature.
"Damn...I knew he was strong, but for a hit that just grazed me to do that much...?" Mumbled Ian to himself who pulled his hands out of his pockets to push himself off the ground. "Crap...and I just had these clothes washed too."
Ian's breathing was slightly quickened as he held his side with his right arm. He was never really good at masking his pain, but he tried to not let it really slow him down regardless. "Heh...." Began Ian in-between his breaths. "Is that all you got? I'm not even warmed up yet." A grin was visible on the freshmen's face as he stared down his opponent. Given the pain he was in due to the hit he just took, he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. And given his situation, a disadvantage on his side didn't really turn things in his favor.
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Post by Mercado on Jun 18, 2007 14:01:38 GMT -8
~Hm.....Well...this isn't good.~
As Ian stood his ground while awaiting the man's next attack. He wondered exactly how this was going to be finished. He considered dodging the man's assault, but decided it wouldn't be worth the trouble. And even if he wanted to now, it was already too late if you took into account his injury along with how fast the man was going.
Ian's eyes brightened for a second as the freshmen suddenly had an idea on how to maybe perhaps hurt the man. However he would never see it come to fruition because of Hiroko's next move. As soon as Hiroko's rush was suddenly stopped, Ian was, from a lack of better words, thrown off by his actions.
Yet, maybe Hiroko didn't know his strength? That...or thanks to the momentum he had gained in approaching Ian, his attacks hit alot harder then normal. Even if Hiroko wasn't aiming for a takedown attack in his kick, if you thought about a 358 pound man jumping and then kicking a kid who weighed not even less than half of the man.
~Oh yay! Pain! My favorite!~ Thought Ian sarcastically to himself.
Ian, who realized that it was too late to carry out original plan, attempted to side step around the kick. This only resulted in the kick landing firmly in the freshmen's chest.
If it wasn't for the tree that was directly behind him several feet away, who exactly knows how far Ian would have flew? Yet this served as both a blessing and a curse. Ian taking most of the damage straight in his chest, flew back so quickly that when he struck the tree the bark of the tree dug into his back.
As Ian slid down the side of the tree down to the base of the truck, the freshmen's shirt ripped slightly as he continued down due to gravity. When Ian's feet actually touched the earth, the boy wavered for a second before falling face forward on the ground. It wasn't that he wanted to be there, or was bluffing so as to throw his opponent off guard. It was more that he didn't really have a choice in the matter. Ian was conscious...barely...but it wasn't as if that made any difference at this point.
~....Shit~
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Post by Mercado on Jun 18, 2007 16:22:30 GMT -8
Ian's mouth moved but considering the state he was in, there wasn't any sound to go along with it. Yet if Hiroko was looking at the freshmen and was pretty decent at reading lips, he could plainly see the boy grinning while saying "Go fuck yourself."
Pain was something that was never good in anyone's case. And considering that Ian had already hit his limit. His eyes drifted to a close as he slipped out of consciousness. He wouldn't be awake for awhile, so whether or not Hiroko's foot would smash into his face would be something he would find out when he woke up.
*Note*- Hiroko has the right to do whatever he wants to Ian's unconscious form....EXCEPT THAT HIROKO! >_>...Ew...>_<.
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Post by hualord on Jun 21, 2007 5:53:03 GMT -8
Sorry Hiroko if you were going to post right after Ian's. >_> But I felt like seeing which ones were done.
Ian: Loses due to knock out.
Hiroko: Wins by knocking out.
Hiroko Earns: 5 points (If he wants them. >_>)
Ian Earns: 3 points. (For participating +1, legs only +1, Stats only +1)
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