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| Round 1: Kenji Bushido vs Cheau Boucher; Location: Arena Seven | |
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| Lord Talancir D'Landior | Feb 12 2011, 05:45 PM Post #1 |
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The sun arose the next morning over a whitened landscape. The cafeteria had prepared a light breakfast for those who wished to eat before their fight, and bonfire pits had been dug at intervals into the ground. The snowstorm had largely blown itself out; only a slight flurry floated gently downward from the sky. The door to the arena battlegrounds stood closed, and Auriel stood silently in front of them, his gauntleted hands clasped behind his waist. When all were gathered, he spoke, "There be one o' ye who'll be th' Champion this time 'round. Many o' ye'll fight fer it, but only one'll claim it. Oi pose these questions t' ye: Who then 'as th' right t' call us victor? O' who'll th' poets adore in prose an' song when th' dust 'as settled? 'Tis naught but th' roaring crowd, th' audience who takes note; th' final opinion that crowns heroes an' makes tyrants rot in cold dungeons. D' ye 'ear 'em? D' ye 'ear their clamour?" Auriel raised a hand above him; at this signal, choreographed fireworks soared up from the castle turret in the middle of the battleground, and split the air with thunder and noise. The audience in the nearby distance roared their approval. Auriel let his arm fall to his side, and glanced up and down the group of assembled warriors. "Go, an' win glory fer yerself, yer family, country, or whomever. Yer destiny awaits." The doors behind him opened to reveal a stone passageway, held up by reinforced wood buttresses and lit by brass lanterns. Inside the hallway were doors, next to which heralds were standing, calling out names. "You there! Are you Kenji Bushido? Oh, I should hope so.... And you, you must be Cheau Boucher? Yes, please come here. Come on then, let's get you two in your places." The herald promptly leads you to the arena, the snow crunching under his paws. There as a layer of snow about four inches thick, covering what appeared to be a layer of peat and gravel. Wooden logs were posted up from the ground, seemingly at random and offering a modicum of cover. To counter the heat, eight large iron braziers on metal legs were set against the perimeter of the arena, blazing hot from the fires that had been burning in them since early morning. The snow under them had already melted, turning the peat into a thick, muddy bog several feet out from the braziers. "When I say, you'll head to the opposite sides of the arena, you two. Next to the fenceposts, we've got them marked. You, stand there, and you over there. Now then, you've understood that you've ten blows on your opponent to win. Torso (that includes the shoulders, mind) and thighs count as one strike, the head, two. Only seven points to be counted by ranged. If you've a mind to surrender, shout your intentions, that the judges, your opponent, and myself can hear them. Do you two understand?" After hearing the replies, the herald nodded, and turned to the arena audience. "My Lords, My Ladies, welcome to the first round of the Fourth SB Tournament! Announcing their debut match, I give you Kenji Bushido and Cheau Boucher!" The audience erupted in applause and cheering, and the fanfare blared their salutation. Bowing, the herald turned to the combatants. "Head to your starting positions, salute your opponent, then begin!" Edited by Talancir D'Landior, Feb 12 2011, 07:54 PM.
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| Silv™ | Feb 13 2011, 12:12 AM Post #16 |
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Kenji's hilt smashed into the muddy ground without warning. Confused, Kenji quickly realized that the dog had regain conciseness and was able to get intact with his abilities. He jumped up to his feet, his Nodachi resting on his horizontal katana, a common fighting stance for Kenji. He would use the Katana to defend while trusting with the larger Nodachi. But now the black smoke circled him fast. He watched it intensely, watching for any sudden abnormal movements that would give away when he would come in for a strike. As soon as Cheau's cloud changed directions, Kenji was prepared. One fault Cheau had was giving his opponent time to prepare, so when he came at Kenji, now in a solid form, Kenji did what was called a two-count. He recognized Cheau's target was where Kenji was now, so all that was necessary as a sidestep to the opposite side of the incoming punch. Because his opponent was in midair, it was far more easier to determine where he was going to be. Knowing this, Kenji drove an elbow for Cheau, stepping forward to aid his power. |
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| Lord Talancir D'Landior | Feb 13 2011, 05:42 PM Post #17 |
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The herald, watching from the sidelines, raised a bright green pennant with two stylized swords crossed over the field, and a dark blue pennant with two spiked maces crossed over the field, high over his head. Sometime during the fighting, two helpers joined him with poles in their hand, each with ten black streamers loosely attached. The helpers had moved the appropriate number of streamers to one side of the pole, each to signify a strike, and these they raised high to match the pennants waving in the slight breeze. "Three strikes to Cheau Boucher! And two strikes to Kenji Bushido!" The crowd roared their approval and began to chant for their favorite combatant. :EDIT: There was, however, one spectator who was not pleased at the herald's announcement. Auriel leaned out over the railing, hand raised in a "WTF" gesture. "Ye blind, daft bloody old man! Damn yer feeble eyes! Did ya nae see that second 'eadshot!? An' that grapple move! This isn'a standard tourney, ya amadan!" The herald visibly cringed, turning several shades of puce under his fur. "Ah, yes, of course. Uh, four strikes to Cheau Boucher and three strikes for Kenji Bushido!" The audience rippled with laughter and applause at the surprising turn of events. (increased scores due to judge internal discussion about strikes.) |
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| Lil Avii | Feb 14 2011, 11:51 PM Post #18 |
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Black Dog gave Cheau only a few moments of an advantage, and even as he followed through on his punch, the edges of the dark cloud were beginning to lift and disappate. He couldn't waste time between attacks, so as Kenji's head drifted out of the way of his fist, Cheau didn't correct his own momentum. He pivoted on his leading foot, smoothly transitioning from a hook to another roundhouse, but Kenji already had a counter ready. The black cat's elbow collided with the black dog's shin, either force stopping the other mid-strike. "Well- Hell, okay," Cheau chuckled, the wryness of his tone nearly masked by false goodwill. All the while, he retracted his leg and- just as quickly- thrust his foot back out, aiming a front kick at Kenji's chest. [The Black Dog "smokescreen" is disappated starting now ^^;;] |
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| Silv™ | Feb 15 2011, 12:39 PM Post #19 |
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Kenji worried if his strike would bear fruit at all; his elbow was more of a guess, an estimation of where he thought was the dog. He didn't expect anything to come out of it, in fact he expected the dog to counterattack right away. Kenji assumed he would have lost a strike for sure, but then he felt a grunt coming from somewhere not far. This was closely followed by his elbow making contact with something solid, he couldn't tell through the thick smoke. Shortly after a heartbeat later, he recognized Cheau voice, chuckling. Kenji realized he must have had something planned, maybe because he could see through the thick smoke or something else, Kenji could know for sure. What he did know was that Cheau was bound to hit him if he didn't move. Kenji two-counted away from the center of the smoke screen, where he assumed the the dog was. As soon as he got no more then 3 steps away, he began to see through the dark mist. Almost immediately Kenji recognized the figure of his opponent, twirling back from a round kick. "Damn I got lucky...." Kenji chuckled in his head at his spontaneous fortune. I got lucky once, but it wont happen again in this battle. I need to be on my toes.... As he thought this, he realized he was panting heavily now. He realized his arms aching from the weight of his swords, then he thought of something. Formally in his hunched over fighting stance, Kenji stood up straight and sheathed his swords. "Time to take this Old school..." He muttered loud enough to be heard over the roaring crowd. "Alright, Cheau, Lets go! Come get me!" HE spoke in a low toned voice as he shifted his upright body back down into a fighting stance one would assume it would be Kung Fu. More accurately, it was a Karate fighting stance; fists half closed, elbows in, hands by lower jaw, in a Orthodox stance. As he waited, he bounced back and forth on the balls of his feet, prepared for Cheau's next move. |
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| Lil Avii | Feb 18 2011, 06:01 PM Post #20 |
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[Okay, it is the weekend. Let's get back to business ^^. Sorry for the hold up.] Another miss. He had to step up his game. The last remnants of Black Dog's miasma were fading away- disappating tendrils of shadow. Cheau righted himself, shifting his weight back onto both feet, and growled as Kenji bounced away. It wasn't until he noticed the cat's pants that the hellhound perked up a bit; he was wearing him down- keeping him on his toes! He would have grinned, but his own muzzle was already slightly ajar, the corners of his mouth pulled back as he kept up a rapid, light pant. Using Black Dog in rapid succession wasn't doing him any favors... ... Oh well. He'd lay off the fancy stuff, for now. His ears flicked forward as Kenji sheathed his swords and took a more solid stance. No more hack-and-slash? Well, that was odd... "Alright, Cheau, let's go! Come get me!" "Again with the cowardly baiting," The dog hummed, ears flattening in annoyance. "You should really learn to take the initiative!" Cheau charged forward, which wasn't a particularly long endeavor. Kenji was only three steps away- too close to pull his swords back out and strike with any sort of power. Cheau's posture was lower to the ground than Kenji's erect orthodox stance. He closed his fist, Dip clinking as he did so, lowering the cestus to about waist-level. He seemed ready to perform an powerful uppercut: Kenji would have to block with his shin or hands, attack on the spot, or dodge one way or another, but whatever his choice, he'd do just what the dog wanted; aCheau wasn't exactly going for an uppercut... |
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| Silv™ | Feb 19 2011, 10:17 AM Post #21 |
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"Again with the cowardly baiting, You should really learn to take the initiative!" Kenji smiled though the comment annoyed him. Why was it everyone's intent to make him look like a kid? OK, sure he's just a 14 year-old swordsman following in the footsteps of his older brother, but he was far from the child others see him as. "Heh, It's called being prepared!" Kenji got in the last comment before Cheau charged at him in a low stature. Kenji anticipated an uppercut from him, so Kenji decided to have a little fun. Kenji leaped up, aiming his front foot for Cheau's back. If he successfully planted his foot on him, Kenji would leap off of him and up to the near by log, digging into it with his claws. |
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| Lil Avii | Feb 19 2011, 12:48 PM Post #22 |
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It's called being overconfident. Cheau followed through on his plan; at the last moment of his charge, he dropped down, and instead of an uppercut he performed a low sweep kick. Granted, he hadn't figured Kenji would jump straight up or kick out, but Cheau was as much out of range of the cat's foot as Kenji's chin was out of range of the hellhound's imaginary upwards punch. But now, however, Kenji was in the air. Cheau spun out of of his kick and launched up, glancing past the young samurai's foot and thrusting Fenrir upwards, blades first. Kenji had thrown all of his momentum into the downwards kick, Cheau was throwing all of his upwards with the slice; unless by some miracle, it was allbut inevitable: Fenrir would cut straight up the cat's torso. [Edit: Formatting ^_^;;. No one likes a block o' text.] Edited by Lil Avii, Feb 19 2011, 12:52 PM.
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| Silv™ | Feb 19 2011, 08:15 PM Post #23 |
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When Kenji saw the blade go strait at him after missing a foot plant, his immediate reaction was to stop it from reaching him. As a reflex out of fear, Kenji dropped his hands down to catch the slice before any major damage could be made; the fear that gripped his reactions where ever clearly present in his expression as well. Although he had realized the problem before it caused him any damage, this unfortunately was to no avail. Kenji's perspective of the world sharply silenced itself. A loud blood-filled cough erupted from him as the blade gored him in the torso. Luckily, he had managed to stop the blade from damaging him any further, though at the price of deep cuts on his bare hands. He hung there for moments that felt like centuries to Kenji, suspended only by the blades inserted into his stomach. Blood dripped from his mouth during this time frame, dropping onto the already moist ground like a loose faucet, the ones that drip ceaselessly for hours on end. Although Cheau was aiming for a surface scratch, the cut was 2 centimeters deep into him, barely making any damage to the stomach but still ripping through some muscles. Rage filled Kenji 8 seconds after the cut. With a loud yell, Kenji aimed a heel kick for Cheau's forehead, hoping to get him to remove the blades from his body but also trying to get 2 more strikes in as to tie it up. |
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| Lil Avii | Feb 19 2011, 08:38 PM Post #24 |
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Okay, now things were getting good. There was hardly anything more satisfying than the sound of complete agony, no matter who or what it came from, so long as it wasn't you. Cheau grinned as Kenji jumped, trying to stop Fenrir with his own hands; it was desperation if he ever saw it, but it didn't help. In fact, it may have made things worse, for the clawed cestus cut deeper than the hellhound had originally intended. The blades caught on something- flesh, muscle, rib, he didn't know- and the dog grinned wider. So much for preparedness. But Cheau wasn't taking eight seconds to bask in his latest victory. This kid was going to keep fighting, he knew, so he wrenched the claws away, causing even more damage, and aimed another front-kick at the stunned cat's face as he fell. |
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| Silv™ | Feb 19 2011, 10:55 PM Post #25 |
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Kenji fell limp into Cheau's foot sending him back. The shot had landed clean on his forehead, causing (If anything) a massive head injury. He landed agonizingly hard on the ground, sliding on the snow and leaving a trail of fresh blood. It was difficult for him to recover for 2 reasons at the moment. 1, His cut. Because this deep incision was located oh so inconveniently on his torso, he couldn't use his muscle to get back up. 2, his pain told him to lay there. He had taken a beating worse then he'd imagine, and his ab muscles were ripped in two meaning a long way to partial recovery if anything. But Kenji knew if he'd just lay there it would do him no different. he now grew pessimistic about the outcome of the fight, and assumed he wouldn't live through such a life effecting injury. If he life his whole life here, knowing there would be no tomorrow, he would be fighting like a true warrior and thus take the win back from Cheau before his last breath. This was all that mattered to Kenji at the moment; he had put aside all other obstacles and was now focused on the fight. He took a deep breath preparing for the pain he would receive for trying to get up. After only a few moments of landing, Kenji struggled to stand. The hole in his body screamed in resistance, but Kenji would pay no attention to it. He unsheathed his Nodachi as he took a fighting stance he had been taught for years. With the blood rolling from his mouth as well as his torso, Kenji called Cheau's attention. "You cease to intimidate me any longer...." He choked out, blood flowing faster as each word was spoken. "I maybe at a disadvantage, but it is none you shall reap the rewards from!" Shouting Banzai as his battle cry, Kenji charged forward with great speed at Cheau. As he approached kicking distance, he swung his sword down diagonally from left to right in his perspective. Kenji's ruthlessness had kicked in, meaning he had much in sore for Cheau after his strike. |
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| Lil Avii | Feb 20 2011, 12:43 PM Post #26 |
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There was a very satisfying "smack" that sounded upon Cheau's foot connecting with Kenji's head. There was another "smack" when the kid hit the ground and slid away. Cheau flicked blood off of Fenrir and wiped his foot on the snow, admiring the crimson splashes and streaks painted across the otherwise white ground. It was art in the making; he took some time to admire his handiwork. But even that had to be short lived, because that damn kid was getting back on his feet. "You're not dead yet?" He barked, almost growled as he got back into a basic fighting stance. Itw as barely a "stance" at all; he just hunkered down slightly, half out of readiness and half out of exasperation. "You cease to intimidate me any longer," the kid had his sword out again, causing Cheau to groan. He decided to blot out the rest of whatever the cat was saying, instead focusing on his charge. But, just as Kenji had noted about Cheau- that he gave his opponent too much time to prepare- Kenji was now doing the same: a blatant charge forward with his sword, the weapon raised, betraying the cat's intent. The kitten was angry, desperate, wounded and weakened: it wasn't as glorious an advance in the first place. Cheau cocked his head sarcastically, and as his young challenger began to bring the sword down, Cheau ducked and spun to his right (Kenji's left), around the cat and under the highest point of his swing. He would now be behind Kenji, and stood from his evasive maneuver in one fluid, twisting motion, carrying his own momentum into a punch to the back of the samurai's head, using Dip. |
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| Silv™ | Feb 20 2011, 01:55 PM Post #27 |
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Kenji had thrown half of his power into his swing, the other half was holding him back so he can observe Cheau as he reacted. He swung under his strike to his left as Kenji had planed. He turned with the momentum of his swing to his right to set up for a strike of his own. As he turned to face Cheau he was rounding up a punch. Instead of striking, Kenji took his left hand off of his sword to parry the punch to the side. Kenji then aimed an uppercut for Cheau's chin with his right, using the hilt of his sword to cause more damage to the dog. |
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| Lil Avii | Feb 22 2011, 10:55 PM Post #28 |
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So this kid still had plenty of fight in him... How he could twist and bend with gaping holes in his stomach, the dog would have to question later. Kenji's counter knocked Cheau backwards and a bit to the right, but the dog was able to recover relatively quickly- minus the hole in his tingue where a tooth or two had met. A fang had even cracked; it was all very insulting. Regardless, Cheau spat out the mouthful of blood, ignoring the sizzling and popping as the wad hit the ground. Oh, just die already. He thought, darting forward again. If Kenji wanted to kick it up a notch with half his blood volume out in the arena, then so be it. Cheau wouldn't hold back, either. He'd play dirty; real dirty. And so, the hellhound made a direct charge, both Fenrir and Dip primed to react. It wasn't a fast charge; he wasn't throwing everything forward just yet- he wanted to see where those swords went first. He'd force Kenji to make a move, without all the useless banter. One thing was clear; he wasn't making fists, wasn't favoring one leg or another. It was if he planned to run right through the cat, as if Kenji wasn't there at all. His gauntlets clicked as a few fingers twitched; that would all change quickly once he got within range of those swords. |
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Sorry for my ridiculously long posts all the time! 8P Avii's Famous Last Words: Cos, If you are reading this message, then I have literally dug myself into a hole from which I cannot escape, and desperately need someone to /tp to. It's... It's dark and... I think there's something down here with me. So cold. Starving... " PS: I was digging an accessway straight down to the new tunnel. My calculations were off. I seem to have hit bedrock...." PPS: I can't see the sky from here... - Avii, Playing Minecraft with survival teammates | |
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| Silv™ | Feb 23 2011, 11:25 AM Post #29 |
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"Heh, I've seen this before...." Kenji thought with a laugh. While Cheau recovered from Kenji's attack, Kenji got back into a separate fighting stance, stepping with his right foot, putting his left hand out a bit from his face as he drew his Nodachi across his left hand like a bow and arrow. When Cheau recovered and was now heading straight at him, Kenji drop the stance and let his hands fall. He remained like this until Cheau got close. Once he figured Cheau's commitment of heading straight for him, at the last moment Kenji lunged to his left. This was an attempt to trip Cheau, send him off balanced so that Kenji would slice him with a slash from his back side. |
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| Lil Avii | Feb 26 2011, 06:35 PM Post #30 |
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Whatever Kenji had seen moments before Cheau had even recovered from his meeting with a hilt, it wasn't what Cheau had cooked up a good few seconds later. For whatever reason, the cat took one stance, then dropped into a second just as Cheau started his charge. It was the kind of switch that did nothing more but signal that the young samurai was up to something again; Cheau kept that in mind as he advanced forward. His whole ploy had been to make Kenji move, to force him to attack and reap the rewards of a planned counter. So when Kenji finally did strike out, lunging sideways before Cheau had even reached the spot, the hellhound simply hopped up with all intent to land on the cat's hand, arm or wrist, essentiallly pinning it against the ground. He'd only use one paw, however; the other was already shooting out for the cat's unguarded face. It was a good maneuver: the downward kick would also pull him onto the cat's arm faster than simple momentum, and with one leg ready to absorb the energy of the landing, he'd be able to springboard away if need be. Kenji's right arm had crossed in front of his other, and he wouldn't be able to unsheath and attack with his other sword, it being on the same side as his free hand. |
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Sorry for my ridiculously long posts all the time! 8P Avii's Famous Last Words: Cos, If you are reading this message, then I have literally dug myself into a hole from which I cannot escape, and desperately need someone to /tp to. It's... It's dark and... I think there's something down here with me. So cold. Starving... " PS: I was digging an accessway straight down to the new tunnel. My calculations were off. I seem to have hit bedrock...." PPS: I can't see the sky from here... - Avii, Playing Minecraft with survival teammates | |
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