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Post by hualord on Jan 24, 2008 17:23:06 GMT -8
# of Fighters: 2
Names of Fighters: Keith & Olesya Van de Bogart
Arena Description: Rock 'n' Roll Club. Elevated Platform Over The Main Floor
Match Type: To The Knockout
Special Rules: Fists Only, Stats RP Combo
Xp rewards: +4 win, +3 Lose.
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Post by Keith on Jan 24, 2008 19:29:50 GMT -8
Another night club, another fight. This time, Keith found himself standing atop of a platform elevated over the main floor of a rock 'n' roll club. Keith stood at one edge of the platform wearing a pair of black leather pants, black biker boots, a black leather belt, and a long-sleeve black silk shirt buttoned up, a black t-shirt tucked in, his Heaven and Hell gloves, and a pair of black shades.
Keith needed more fights as he was getting pretty damn rusty from not fighting. He needed to get used to these gloves as they were still pretty damn heavy. Those things had cost a pretty penny and weighed almost 10 pounds a piece.
His right glove started to glow red while his left glove started to glow blue. He would wait for his opponent.
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Post by chihiro on Feb 12, 2008 13:27:57 GMT -8
[ooc: Okay! Green light go! Sorry for the delay..]
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Olesya fought for fun, she had always been an active child and never really took it seriously. She even started a fight in the middle of the lunch period with the school captain for something to do. So what was she doing in this nightclub?
Her brother dragged her here.
And then the next thing she knew, she was atop this platform in front of a guy with glowing hands. Alllllright...he wants to rumble? Let's do it. She was wearing a white tshirt with a black star pattern on it and a steele gray zip up hoodie, her trusty pair of cargos and black converses, the shoelaces tied for once.
"Ladies first." She called to the fancy-in-black looking boy, smirking, her hands up in a basic guard position, fists closed, legs a fraction wider than shoulder length apart with the her right foot forward. Yeah, she was referring to him, oh snap.
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Post by Keith on Feb 12, 2008 14:04:22 GMT -8
"Ladies first."
Keith's facial expression did not change one bit. He would stand at the edge of the platform and wait for his opponent to make the first move. He would give the young girl a cool, calm, and emotionless facial expression.
Would Keith make the first move?
No, he would not. Besides, it wasn't his style to strike females. But, he had his own ways of fighting against females. This girl would be no different. But, what makes it different was due to the platform they were on.
"By all means," Keith said with his thick English accent. He would wait for her to make the first move.
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Post by chihiro on Feb 12, 2008 14:16:27 GMT -8
"Let the games begin, hahah..!"
The junior laughed pushing at the ground with her feet and taking off toward the fancy-pants-man. When she was just outside of grasping distance She bent her body in half, hands placed down against the platform almost like she was going to do a cartwheel.
"Hahah..don't get your shirt dirty."
However, when her feet left the ground, she snapped them into a high kick aimed right for his head, her left foot retracting and using the momentum from her body and the swing of her right foot to power her kick.
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Post by Keith on Feb 12, 2008 19:04:22 GMT -8
"Let the games begin, hahah..!"Indeed, let the games begin...Keith observed as the girl just laughed as if it was some easy cake walk. Of course it was going to be a cake walk. But, it will be Keith would be enjoying the cake of victory. He had observed the girl's movements as she bent down with hands place on the platform. "Hahah..don't get your shirt dirty." Instead of a cartwheel, Keith saw that she would kick at his face with both her feet. It was a surprising move; but, it would be a dangerous move to try to attempt on a person like Keith. The fight should be over in a snap. As the girl kicked at him, Keith would quickly and effortlessly bend his body back arching it slightly to avoid getting kicked in the face. He noticed that the girl was using her left leg to give her right leg momentum for the kick. It was a common means of putting power behind one kick. In avoiding the powered up right kick, Keith would straighten himself up and move forward. He would move his left arm and quickly wrap it around the girl's right foot. Should Keith be able to do that, he would trap and quarantine the girl's right foot tightly underneath his armpit. If that is the case, Keith would then press his forearm against her ankle for a Standing/Straight Ankle Lock. If Keith is successful, he would bend his body backwards to apply more pressure and force the girl to tap out.
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Post by chihiro on Feb 13, 2008 9:07:27 GMT -8
Crash..Olesya fell onto her back, her right leg trapped in some sort of lock...but her left leg was still free. And for any woman who knew anything about self defense knew that there was leverage to be found from being on the ground.
Right as she hit the ground, her arms would brace her against the ground, tugging forward with her right foot, her left heel would snap upward at his face. A closer kick, and because he was holding onto her so tightly and at such close range, he would have to let her go to avoid being kicked at all. If he leaned back, she'd catch him in the throat.
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Post by Keith on Feb 13, 2008 11:30:16 GMT -8
Seems that it wasn't over yet... Not by a long shot... This girl was more than willing to put up a fight. Keith didn't mind that. It made things more interesting. But, Keith would take the kick with the left foot to the face head on. Over the years, Keith had learned to take all sorts of strikes to the face. As he took the kick, Keith's facial expression wouldn't change one bit. He would remain emotionless like a machine looking back down at his female opponent. That was a good counter attack, Keith had to admit. However, the girl needed to put a lot more strength into it. To retaliate, Keith would keep his left arm tightly wrapped around the girl's right foot. However, Keith would move his body forward, where he would quickly and tightly wrap his right arm around the girl's left foot. Instead of making her tap out to a Standing Ankle Lock, Keith would instead flow to another submission hold. It would be a submission hold far more painful than the Standing Ankle Lock. Should Keith manage to wrap his right arm around the girl's left foot tightly, he would step forward and make the girl sightly roll over to where she would be on her stomach. If that's the case, Keith would go ahead and execute a Boston Crab applying a lot of pressure to the girl's lower back. |
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Post by chihiro on Feb 13, 2008 18:10:01 GMT -8
Oof! This fancy pants guy was all over the place! The heel of her foot connected with his face too, she was sure of it, but it didn't throw him off one bit. Odd, since your face is one of the most sensitive parts of your body...she would have to play harder..
Facedown to the platform, propped on her elbows with her hind end in the air, both legs immobile..you'd think she'd be down for the count, right?
Wrong.
Tucking in her right arms, she rolled onto her right shoulder as far as she could, luckily female waists had a decent range of motion..however, now she was looking upwards, and it wasn't a pretty view...she didn't have may options, and the most likely one wasn't very nice..
"Sorry."
Her left fist found its way down her body and through the gap between theres, striking upward with a decent amount of force. Yeah, there. It was a low blow, but he was the one going all wrestling moves on her.
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Post by Keith on Feb 24, 2008 16:27:35 GMT -8
"Sorry."
He could feel the girl punch him in the groin. It somewhat hurt a little as it is the most delicate part on the male body. Seemed that she wasn't going to give up that easily. Keith was cool with that. He would just have to show her how futile it was to defeat him. Keith would grant her wish and let go her legs.
Quickly, Keith would release the hold he had on the girl. But he would quickly move away and face the girl. He could strike at her. However, that would go against Keith's code of striking females. Keith does not strike females at all. He would keep his guard up and wait for his opponent's next move.
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Post by chihiro on Feb 29, 2008 9:32:26 GMT -8
Once he let go of her legs, she tumbled out of the way and nimbly back onto her feet. He had to have been wearing a cup or something to not be on the floor from that blow. But no matter..her opponent was back on his feet and waiting. Her move again? Alright then.
She took two steps back before launching herself in his direction, stopping just out of arm reach, hands to the ground in a front walkover, though pivoting 180 on her hands, both legs and hands retracting before snapping with all her weight in what looked like a modified donkey kick at the region from his face to his collarbone.
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Post by meigan on Apr 3, 2008 14:06:21 GMT -8
Olesya wins by default, grace period expired.
Exp: Olesya +4, Keith +3
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