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Yevan: Helllooooo, Sportsfans! Welcome to another week of...
*jumps on top of the desk*
HARDER
*crotch thrusts*
BETTER
*crotch thrusts*
FASTER
*crotch thrusts*
STRONGER
*crotch thrusts*
BBRRRAAAAWWWWWLLLL
*crotch thrusts several times as he shouts*
I'm Yevan, your lead host for tonight and as you can see I am very much perfectly healed by mystic magicks of the management team.
Thanks guys!
Mangement: *grumble*
Yevan: As you can see Rakusa is not here for this episode, for reasons which will become obvious later. In his place we have a very special guest host tonight. You know her, you love her, you fear she will kill you and your entire family in your sleep, it's the former Master Kurrrrrrrrruuuuuummuuuuu!
Kurumu: *lazy wave towards camera* What's up.
You guys have a tiny studio. Guess all the money went into the stadium, huh...?
Anyways... Don't hurt yourself doing that. I don't think I could stop laughing.
Where's the open bar...?
Yevan: Yes, it's not the biggest, but it does have some special hidden features.
*jumps off the table and takes a seat, he fiddles with something behind the desk and a door opens up revealing it's actually a fridge filled with all sorts of alcohol*
You really think we survive these matches on pure will?
Camera Guy #1: Psssst. *points to the On Air sign*
Yevan: ...what? Oh, right, we're on. *closes the door*
Let's get this over with first.
We have a very special match tonight, staring some special people, one in particular...
*twirls a finger around his ear while mouthing "Rakusa"*
...is very special, indeed.
Would you like to introduce them to the good folks at home, Kurumu?
Kurumu: Paydirt!
*raids whole fridge*
What? Introductions? Me? Yeah, okay, sure. Guess that's why you guys need me. Special guest my a**... I think you guys have the worst ratings out of the three shows we got going on. So you gotta call up the Hellion...
*pops the cork to one of the bottles, sending it into one of the camera crew's eyes*
You got in the way! Oh, right.
First up is everyone's favourite running Peter Pan pun: Wendy.
Or I guess in this case, Rakusa. He can fly, and has a sword. And I guess a gun. Whoop-di-freakin'-dah. Clap if you believe folks, I doubt he's got a chance. Then again, I'm bias.
*while starting to chug, she glances down at the stadium as Rakusa enters. In an eerie, hypnotic fashion, the crowd cheers and claps*
Huh. Guess he does have a fan base. Not bad for a dinosaur.
His opponent tonight will be Organization XII's Saïx.
Number VII if I'm not mistaken. So I'd assume that he's a romantic with this running lunar-moon thing. Good god, gag me with a spoon. Here he comes.
*shakes a little from the screaming going on in the crowd*
Holy s**t!!
Man, the guy's got quite the fan girl collective. Can't blame 'em though. He's got that facial scar, and nothing screams of manly man like getting a blow to the face. Plus that pretty hair. Talk about seme. So they'll be pretty evenly matched since their swords are basically the same. But we'll see who's on top after this is over.
*opens the window and shouts down at the stadium*
YOU HEAR THAT WENDY? WHO'S ON TOP. I'M CALLING YOU THE BOTTOM b***h, BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT YOU ARE.
Yevan: Hey, hey! I said after!
*pulls Kurumu from the window*
Sorry about that, folks.
However, not only do we have our co-host Wend-- I mean, Rakusa actually competing in Brawl we have a very special event for you tonight!
*makes a gesture in signal and the ground of the coliseum rumbles like an earthquake, the sand on the ground starts to vibrate violently and rectangular objects start to rise out of the ground. Within a few minutes giant skyscrappers have taken shape in the arena where there once as was barren land, in between them are streets complete with traffic lights and dozens of parked cars, several of them with parking tickets attached to their windscreens*
This is the special event, the introduction of Battlescapes! © Copyright HBFS Brawl 2009
This particular Battlescape, as you might have guessed is the Cityscape and where our fighters will be duking it out tonight.
Now that's how you spend your budget.
Every last cent of it.
Better be ******** worth it.
...
*swipes a bottle of scotch from Kurumu*
Gimme that.
*sculls a bit*
Ahhhh. Better.
So what do you think, Kurumu, should we get things under way?
Kurumu: This is your show. Why am I calling the shots? Are you trying to kiss up to me? *steals the bottle back*
Little boys aren't allowed to drink the hard stuff. Go get a soda.
*walks up to camera*
You ready for this folks? It's gonna be interesting, at the least. Rumble it boys!!
Yevan: *snatches back the bottle*
Actually, I'm above the legal drinking age, your silly American laws don't apply to me.
Next time we'll get someone more grateful, it's supposed to be an honour, better than just having you sitting there looking pretty, after all.
Anyway, without further ado, let's get ready to rrrrrrruuuumbbllle!!
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Special Event!
Battlescape Mode: Cityscape
Battlescape Mode: Cityscape
The people in the stands of the stadium rose up and cheered as he entered the Coliseum. Well, specifically it was the women. Saix grimaced as he spotted a particularly fat woman wearing a shirt with his face on it, it was so stretched it looked nothing like him. She noticed he was looking at her and blew him a kiss. He shuddered.
He was told to wait on the border of the arena until given a signal and so he waited, staring over at his opponent on the other side. The sudden earthquake surprised him a little, but the rising skyscrapers simply astounded him. Perhaps this was worth his while after all.
After the buildings had started to rise Saix defied the orders he had been given and jumped on top of one of the skyscrapers as it rose. Finally, when the buildings were settled he looked down at the street below. It was quite a way down, but he did not worry. There was no need. Next he looked up at the sky, while it was night floodlights blanketed the entire arena bathing the city in a mix of light and shadows. The moon was covered by cloud and while he could not catch a glimpse of it, he could feel it's power seep through the clouds and reach him.
Saix took a deep breath, as if he could inhale the moon's power from the air itself. He let the breath out calmly and slowly before he directed his eyes back downward to the figure of the man known as Rakusa below. Reaching out with his hand his claymore Lunatic appeared into his hand with a gentle glow and he rested it on his shoulder.
"Come. Meet your fate. I would be rid of you soon and spend my time on better things than you."
Rakusa waved and bowed at the crowd enjoying the attention he was receiving. That was until his opponent entered the stage. He was immediately forgotten and a hurt look appeared on his face. Oh well. At least he didn't have any fat fans, or at least he hoped he didn't. The thought made him shuddered slightly but the thought was quickly replaced when the floor started to shake. Had this been an anime a giant question mark would have appeared over his head. Instead he just stared up at the raising towers with an open mouth. He grabbed the collar of his shirt and brought it up to his mouth.
"Yevan when the hell did we get this?" He asked as he walked through the city streets.
Yevan: "SURPRISE!"
The communication cut out and nothing but static was heard. Rakusa sighed and continued his walk until he came to the base of a hotel. Atop it was his opponent with his massive claymore resting on his shoulder. Now it made sense why they had paired them up. Big sword vs big sword. He always wondered why he wasn't going to get to fight the guy with the dreads. He looked up at his opponent knowing that he was talking to him but was unable to hear anything. He took the blade off his back and removed his gun from it's holster. After giving his neck a quick crack he jumped up into the air, clearing half the building before the wind pushed him the rest of the way up.
"Sorry didn't catch that." He said with his gun centred at Saix's forehead and his sword pulled up behind his head. With one smooth motion he fired his gun and slashed down at Saix.
When Rakusa disappeared from Saix's vision he took a step on to the edge of the building and looked down. He had known that the man could fly, but not this fast. Saix lowered the claymore from his shoulders and prepared himself to fight, but before he even finished the thought he was staring down at the barrel of a gun. Saix leaned backward while bringing up his claymore in front of him. The wind bullet soared over and past him while his claymore rose upwards and clashed with Rakusa's own sword. Sparks flew and being off-balance Saix knew he was at a disadvantage, one that he quickly turned to an advantage. Saix pushed himself off the ground, spinning backwards in the air and as he landed on his feet he skidded back.
"It looks like I misjudged you. You will take more time than I thought."
Saix dashed forward in a mad charge, his sword a blur as he lunged and thrusted at Rakusa. With one final lunge he had slid off the building, and into the vacant air. Saix fell. The air felt cool as it rushed past his face. He closed his eyes for a moment, then he twirled in the air so that he was falling feet first. He grabbed Lunatic with both hands and plunged it into the side of the building and he came to an abrupt stop. Saix swung himself up and on the hilt of the sword then he kicked down on it launching himself up into the air, his feet gripped the side of the building and he started to ascend, running vertically up the building. Down below his sword disappeared, before reappearing in his hand.
In a matter of seconds he reached the top again and leapt up high above Rakusa.
"You're not the only one who can fly."
Saix lifted up his claymore with both hands and came rushing down in a devastating downward strike.
Rakusa was quite glad that his opponent had been able to dodge his bullet and block his blade. Made things more interesting.
"Ah thanks man. Really makes a guy think he's worth something." He said closing his eyes and shrugging slightly as he landed on the roof. He was taken off guard when he was suddenly forced into blocking like a madman. For the most part he was able to keep up until he slipped past his guard. With Saix's claymore rapidly approaching at him in a horizontal slash. He spun his gun in his hand as he leaned backwards. Knowing that he wasn't going to make it fully he brought the spinning gun up to Saix's blade and pushed up. The blade just barely passed over him and Rakusa let out a short sigh before flipping backwards and hovering in the air. He took a few steps back as Saix stepped off the edge and waved at him as he fell.
What really surprised him was that he had actually caught himself on the way down. This guy really had some talent. Rakusa put his gun away as he ran up the side of the building but didn't do anything else. He watched as he leaped up into the air high above him. Damn that guy could jump. Rakusa sighed and put both hand on his sword as he took a defensive stance. "That's not flying. That's falling with style. There's a difference. Trust me." He told his opponent when their blades struck each other. Rakusa was knocked backwards and sent "flying" into a building. A mall to be exact. He picked himself out of a mountain of mannequins and kicked one aside, knowing it's head off.
Wiping the trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth Rakusa walked to the hole he had just made with his body. He stepped into the hole and looked up at Saix.
"Not bad. Not bad." He said just before launching himself from the hole and at Saix.
"But not good enough!" He said with a smirk as he brought his blade behind him with one hand. Rakusa brought the blade across for a horizontal slash and just as he was about to hit Saix he stopped. Within the second Rakusa extended his free hand and shot a blast of concentrated wind at Saix, much like a Jedi would use the Force.
"Falling with style? Yes, you could call it that."
As their forces impacted against each other Saix saw Rakusa was sent flying into a building. He too was pushed back but he fell, with style, onto the top of the hotel. Saixed waited until his opponent emerged from the wreckage.
"I'm glad you survived, I was sure we were already finished."
As Rakusa leapt towards him Saix copied him, holding back his claymore preparing a vertical slash to counter his horizontal, their blades edge closer together. Seconds ticked by in slow motion as the blades arced towards each other... then Saix found himself crashing back into the hotel, bouncing off a luxury bed and into a large glass mirror.
He groaned as picked himself off the ground, careful of the glass shards around him. He had underestimated the man once again, but no more. He decided to make Rakusa wait, leaving the room he took the elevator down to the lobby and left through the hotel's plush main entrance and onto the street.
Saix looked up and spotted Rakusa, the man hadn't seen him yet, he only had limited time until he finally did. Saix moved to the middle of the street and reversed his grip on the claymore, Lunatic. He pushed the tip of the claymore into the ground and it sank until it disappeared. The ground around him rippled as if made of water instead of cement, and a dozen copies of his claymore slowly ascended from the ground around him in a tight circle.
Saix didn't waste any time, he grabbed two of the claymores and sent them spinning up towards Rakusa, immediately grabbing two more he sent those flying in a deadly spin as well. When he was done he had sent eleven copies of his claymore spinning at a deadly rate up towards the flying trickster, but he kept the last one of his dozen at his side.
Rakusa dug his sword into the ground and wiped his brow. Certain he had won the fight he threw both of his arms up and the crowd let out a huge roar. They too were unaware of what Saix was up too. It wasn't like they could see inside the building after all. Rakusa however kept up his crowd appealing antics until the crowd grew silent. That could only mean that Saix was up to something. He spun around just in time to see a claymore go whizzing past his head, with a second right behind it. He blasted it away with a burst of wind however it wasn't quite enough. As the claymore passed him it left a long thin line of red across his cheek. He brought his hand to his cheek and saw the red on his fingers. Cursing Rakusa grabbed his sword and knocked away another two claymores.
Running towards the edge Rakusa peeked over and immediately drew back his head as another claymore came flying past him. That one took off some hair. He poked his head over again but this time he was ready and jumped off the roof. As a claymore passed him he grabbed the hilt and threw it under him. Now standing on the flat of the blade Rakusa used his wind control to ride it like a skateboard. He grabbed his gun as he rode the claymore down and shot at the multiple claymores knocking most into the walls of buildings. What he didn't shoot he knocked back using some sort of trick on his swordboard.
Rakusa crouched when he got closer to Saix and flung the claymore at him by flipping off of it. He landed in a crouched position but wasn't about to let Saix have a moment of free time. He fired a flurry of wind bullets at him then tossed his gun into the air. He jumped up after it and caught the gun in his mouth while placing two hands on his sword. He let out a muffled yell as he brought down a wind charged blade at Saix.
Saix raised an eyebrow as Rakusa rode his sword in the air, suitably impressed with the man's skill as he deflected the hail of rising claymores. When the swordboard came flying at him Saix didn't budge an inch, instead he calmly held out his free hand and the hilt of the claymore span into his palm.
"Not bad, but the problem is that they're still my weapo-- Ouff!"
The first wind bullet caught him right in the stomach, winding him, the second hit him straight on the head, throwing it back sharply, he caught another on the shoulder as he still recovered from the second blow. By then he had had enough, and he cut straight through the rest of the blasts, the bullets dissipating as the claymores sliced them. He almost didn't notice Rakusa's strike but the muffled battle cry gave his opponent away and Saix crossed his blades catching the wind charged strike in between them.
Grunting like a savage he pushed the strike away, immediately following it with a flurry of blows, twirling the claymores in rhythm with each other as he delivered the continuous strikes. Saix kicked back, launching himself backwards and off the ground as the spikes on his claymores glowed silver.
"Moon's Fangs."
Beams of light shot out from the spikes, streaking their way towards Rakusa while rebounding wildly of the surrounding buildings.
Rakusa let out another muffled cry as he pushed down as hard as he could on Saix's swords. Wind flowed from his blade and howled past the two of them, knocking their hair around as it did. Eventually Rakusa was knocked back into the air which he recovered with a flip. While in the air he jerked his head up and tossed his gun above him. When he landed he extended his free hand which caught the gun. He twirled the gun around on his finger a few times before putting it back in the holster and guarding against Saix's first blow. He was forced back with blow he blocked and each blow he didn't block he either narrowly dodged, or cut into him. Rakusa smirked when Saix jumped back and swung his free hand in circles a few times. "This is a lot funner than I expected but I wish you'd stop holding back on me. Hurts my pride man." He said before his face turned to complete shock. "Ah....s**t...." He said as he spun on his heel and took off down the road.
As Rakusa rounded a corner he jumped forward while putting his sword onto his back and landed on the seat of a motorcycle. He turned the keys and sped off down the road as the white lights exploded behind him. He curved and weaved between the explosions caused by the lights. With each explosion narrowly dodged his speed increased until he slammed on the breaks and dragged his foot behind him. As he stopped he turned the bike so that he was now facing the lights and tore off towards them. Dodging the explosions this time around was far more difficult but somehow he was able to pull it off. Rakusa rounded around another corner and came to a long straight stretch of road where he could see Saix in the distance. He pulled back on the gas as hard as he could and ripped down the street. About halfway through an explosion took place in front of him. Rakusa barely had time to zig and zag out of their way.
With one final rev Rakusa tore out of smoke and straight towards Saix. He smirked and leaned back on his bike lifting it up into a wheelie. When within range of Saix he flipped the bike backwards so that the back tire came up at Saix's face. Landing the flip he revved on the bike again and sped at Saix. This time however he took both hands off the handles and flipped over Saix, landing behind him in a crouched position. He immediately spun around and hoped backwards while sending a slice of wind at him from his sword.
The motorocycle's tyre came dangerously close to Saix's face, he could feel the wind the wheel spin it generated as it passed barely millimetres from his nose. After it had recovered the motorcycle came at him again but Saix wasn't going to wait, he launched himself at it and dug one of his claymores into the front tyre, from his point of view it looked as if Rakusa went flying clear over the top of him. When he turned around he disocvered it had been a ploy and he could only watch as a killer slice of wind cut through the air towards him. It was Saix's time to run, and he ran like hell.
But it wasn't enough.
By the time he reached the end of the street the gust had nearly caught up with him, an idea struck him, if his opponent could do it then so could he. Without wasting a moment Saix tossed one of his claymores up into the air and caught it on the side of the blade before he jumped up high in the air. Crouching he brought the claymore underneath his feet, the fingers that gripped the underside of the swordboard felt the wind slice finally catch up to him. It was a lot trickier than he thought and Saix swerved in the air several times before he finally caught a hang of it.
Saix rode the wind up high into the air, finally jumping off as he flew over a small office building, slowly hovering down onto it's roof. He let the claymore he used as a swordboard fly away, he wouldn't need it now.
"I believe it is time we end this pointless charade."
Saix raised his free hand up high into the air and an eerie glow descended on him, finally the clouds had parted and the moon display its brilliant glory. As Saix drank in its heavenly aura a white orb flashed around him, his eyes shone gold, the pupils dilating before stretching horizontally, and his hair stood on air as if he was being electrocuted, the spikes on his claymore grew, expanding in length.
Saix looked down where he could see Rakusa clearly and raised his claymore above head.
"Moon Shine Down!"
Saix swiped the claymore diagonally and a streak of white descended into the building, with a sudden crunch the top half of it slowly began to slide down. Another vorpal slash from Saix's claymore sent the building hurling through the air towards Rakusa.
Rakusa watched as Saix used his own trick to escape his wind slice. He had to admit though the guy had some talent. Whereas Rakusa road the wind and controlled it to do all his fancy tricks Saik just road the wind. Sure he was a bit wobbly but he did pretty good for his first time. A smile of excitement appeared on his face when he saw Saix change. It was almost like one of those werewolf movies where the person changed when the moon came out, except Saix didn't turn into a wolf. His power just grew to a whole different category. "Yes. Now that's what I'm talking about!" Rakusa swung his leg behind him and held his sword at his waist as the building continued to fly at him. He drew his blade behind his head and swung at the tower. Surprisingly the blade flew off of Rakusa's weapon and went straight through the tower. Now Rakusa only held a katana however he seemed more confident now then ever.
He leaped forward at the tower and entered through the hole his previous blade had made. With each step he took he slashed. Walls and furniture were slashed to ribbons while he ran through the tower. At the end he pushed off and jumped up at Saix with speed that made his previous stuff look like slow motion. Rakusa ducked to Saix's right to go for a mid-torso attack but was blocked by the moon crazed man. Without even blinking the two went at each other with a flurry of attacks, blocks and counters. With the way the two were going at it all you could see was a blur and the sound of metal on metal. Growing tired Rakusa jumped back while firing off three wind slashes at Saix. As soon as he landed he jumped up and over Saix launching another series of wind slashes. He did the same as soon as he landed, effectively capturing Saix in a cage.
While Saix admired the man's determination to live, it was starting to get on his nerves. He met the man's charge and they immediately locked into a deadly close-range duel, flashes of light and gusts of wind mingled with the sparks of clashing metal and heavy grunts from the two heavy-swordsmen. Saix stepped smoothly to the side of a vertical slash, and brought his claymore sideways, but Rakusa jumped back avoiding the horizontal counter slash.
Rakusa's wind cage manoeuvre was pathetically easy to dodge, the attack only came from in front, above, and behind, which left his sides open, Saix didn't need to think twice and dived to the left. He should have thought twice though, as the blades of wind met they exploded outward and sent Saix over the edge.
After recovering and straightening himself, he raised his sword up high and yelled a wild battle cry, the rays of the moon shone down and glowed around him, bathing his falling figure in an eerie light. As he drew near the ground he brought his sword down.
"BEGONE!!!" He cried and he hit the ground. An explosion of light expanded from the impact point and the ground rumbled violently, the buildings shuddered and the ground cracked. The giant cracks spread like wild fire crawling all over the ground, they crumbled the ground beneath the buildings and gave birth to cracks that ran up the buildings. Loud crunches echoed across the entire stadium as buildings cracked and collapsed at an alarming rate, the building where they had been fighting was the firt to go, it fell almost instantaneously an would take Rakusa with it.
Rakusa smirked when the wind pushed Saix of the edge. He placed his blade on his shoulder, bouncing it a few times as he made his way to the edge. Placing on foot up on the edge he rested his arm on his knee and looked over. "Hey. Pretty nice view from up here." He called down at Saix as he fell. He raised an eyebrow wondering what he was up to when his sword began to glow. It was quite clear however when Saix slammed his sword into the ground. The entire stadium rumbled and Rakusa almost fell from the top of building. Just as he caught his balance he felt the roof underneath him begin to break. Rakusa tried to get away from the crumbling building but the thing had come apart just too quickly and was now trapped in the falling building. He tried desperately to get out by jumping from falling piece to falling piece but he had no such luck. His luck got even worse when a fair sized rock slammed into his head, knocking him unconscious and falling to his inevitable doom.
A shock wave of debris and dust spread across the cityscape when all the buildings were done falling. The place looked like New Jersey after it had been bombed to stop those Wolven attacks back in 3017. A top one of the piles was the body of Rakusa who had been impaled by pipes in both of his shoulders and both of his knees. He lied there unmoving and the entire crowd gasped not sure if he was actually alive or not. However both the crowd and Saix were unaware that his fingers hand just twitched. Then they formed a fist as his hair went from silver to a pale green. Letting out a pained yell Rakusa Osafune sat up before pulling the pipes out of his shoulders. He cracked his neck before lifting his legs off the pipes with another pained yell. He panted slightly and looked at Saix. There were many puzzled faces in the audience curious about what had just happened and why there was no blood flowing from his wounds.
"I really thought you had me there. Good thing I didn't fall anymore to the right or you would have pierced his heart." Osafune said with his relaxed voice as he flicked his wrist and the bladeless hilt appeared in his hand.
With his free hand Osafune swept it out in front of him clearing the debris between him and Saix. He dashed towards him, the ground underneath him being torn up from the wind. He let loose a rapid assault of wind slashes that seemed unfit to even reach Saix. However after the first one made contact and left a long slash along Saix's chest he reacted and started blocking his strikes. Osafune however just kept charging forward until he was within arms length of Saix. Coming to a sudden stop Osafune pulled back his blade and struck Saix's with a powerful blow which knocked it far off into the distance. Osafune smirked and grabbed Saix by the head, tossing him up into the air. Oasfune was on him as if he had never seen there to begin with. When he passed by him he slashed, then stopped above him and flew by again, slashing yet again. With each slash Osafune's speed increased until Saix stopped flying higher and was just being pelted with repeated slashes. For the final slash Osafune flew high above Saix, who was starting to fall again, and quickly descended after him. When he passed him their eyes met and Osafune cut him deeply across the chest. He skidded to a halt when he touched the ground. He raised his hilt up to his forehead and flicked the blood from it's invisible blade. As soon as that was done Saix crashed into the ground behind him.
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Studio Crew: Chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, CHHUUGGG!!! WOOOOO!!!
Yevan: *slams down a glass of scotch*
Alllriiiiiight, howsh that, oh glorioush Mashter?
Kurumu: You know the fight's over now, right? Sheesh, you're such a lightweight. If I poked you, I bet you'd fall over. *shoves into camera* Go do your job.
Yevan: H-hey... hey... hey. You don't tell me how do mai job, alrrriiiggghtt?! Ya gotsh that?!
*turns to the camera*
Heeellloooo wankersh on the other shide of the televishion, I hope you and your FAT asses enjoyed... that thing... you know which one Imma talkin' 'bout. That... fight thing... who won anyway?
Camera Guy #2: Rakusa did.
Yevan: WHAT?! Thatsh bulsshhhhiitt! How da hell did he win? Ah well, dere you have it folksh, Saix gotsh hish asssshh kicked by Rakushhaa. ******** Tinkerbell.
Anyway... anyway... uh... yeah... we're done here... that was HBFShh Brawl for this week folksh, hope ta see ya next time. Now go watch shome other ******** show, you wankersh.
Kurumu: Yup. Wendy won. Guess the clapping helped after all. I owe you a round, mmkay?
*stares at Yeven staggers around until he falls*
You know, you're gonna make it realllll easy for someone to take advantage of you.
*kicks over*
Yevan: Aaaayyy... whaddayado that fer, ya b***h?! It'sh no wonder ya only ******** women, what man would ******** want yah, eh? EH?!
*struggles to get up, but slips and falls back down*
Rakusa: *Bursts through the door Kramer style* Ok...what'd I miss?
Kurumu: Oh. You haven't missed anything yet.
*picks him up off the floor*
You wanna find out how I ******** women...? I got a trunk full of goodies with your a**'s name on it.
Yevan: Oh ********, no, NO!! Ahm sorreh, I take it back, oh ********. Rakusha, help meeeeee...
Rakusa: *Walks over to the bar grabbing a handful of drinks*
Sorry man. I'm in no condition to help ya and even if I was...well...have fun you two.
*Exits back to the staff lounge*
Kurumu: We're gonna have so much fun. I guarantee it. *smiles and hauls over her shoulder* Thanks for tuning in folks. Watch for the next Brawl. *exits* Wendy! Toss me one of those bottles!
Rakusa: *Tosses a bottle*
Yeah. Don't keep him up too late now. We got work tomorrow.
Yevan: *sobs uncontrollably*
WHY WON'T SHOMEONE HELP MEEEE!!
Kurumu: *breaks the bottle over his head, shutting him up*
Keeping him up is the whole game Wendy.
The whole game. *innocent grin*
Rakusa: *Stares*....I see what you did there....*Turns around and leaves*
Camera Guy #1: So... uh... what do we do now?
Camera Guy #2: Wanna play some Call of Duty?
Camera Guy #1: Sure, why not.
*camera feed cuts out*
*cameras come back on to bedroom with Kurumu pushing Yevan on a bed*
Kurumu: Oh Yevan. Would you be a dear and sign this picture of Lance for me? *Hands him a picture*
Yevan: Shure whysh not. *Signs picture*
Kurumu: Oh you're just too kind. *Tosses the picture on the side table which the camera zooms in on while screams of terror can be heard off screen.*
Yevan: OH GOD! AAAAGGHHHH! THAT DOESN'T GO THERE!
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