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 Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2014 5:48 pm
" Hank..!" A voice called out, 35x as fast as humanly possible mind you. " Hank..!" " Bwahwhahwawww...?" Hank murmured in the space time continuum mid-fight, time seeming to pause for him. " Hank.. it is I. Dragon Lord Space Emperor Knight Ryugi Kazamaru. Listen. You can't give up now. Victory is in your grasps. You just need to take it!" " Gee.. I dunno Mister Kazamaru.. I mean... Velocity.." Hank began in his Texan drawl, when immediately cut off. " Hank, listen! Velocity is weak! Velocity is the power of a lone wolf, operating on his own without a care in the world. Your powers however.. your powers.. are born from [FRIENDSHIP]. Do you not hear them?! The voices of your comrades?!" " ..whut? Voices? Ryugi, what in the hell-" Hank queried, when his eyes popped wide open. " Bwahwhwhawhawhawww..?!!" " I am lord master of the Vexa! DOMINION SAND" " Oh. Hey Hank. Hey, can I borrow yer uh.. car? I needs it on account mine ran out of gas and I spent all my money on cookies." " I retired from the world of Gaia. Stupid bitches. Aheeeheeehee, aheeeheehee." " I tell you what, man, you see the part where dang ol' George come in there and he's talkin' 'bout tastin' his own burp and Kramer comes slidin' in there, he always does that. Tell you what, them dang ol' New York boys, just a show about nothin'. But then dang ol' 'ere Bojuka all about Velocity, man Velocity a measure of speed, don' even know what the 'ell he talkin' 'bout do he, nahw." " Hi, I'm Reiko." " Bad Hank.. I always used to say you're a disappointment... and YA STILL ARE! I'd wedged my leg so far up that boy's a** he'd be shitting himself Brown not bragging his name is, I killed seventy three gooks in Viet-nam and a hundred Japs in double-yuh double-yuh two and you can't beat one minority. The hell the world's coming to." " ..My GOD. You're right. Why I was just being a big kiss a** sissy! Time to tear that boy in two." Hank roared, stronger than ever before.
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Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2014 6:11 pm
Don't Lose Your Way :: FIGHT END"Mister. I'm gonna -kick your a**!-" Hank strongly affirmed. For Bojuka had made.. one massive mistake. Certainly 3x -is- higher than 2.5x.. however, a multiplier is only as good as the number it is multiplying. And Hank, with his friendship, family, rivals, and loved ones - and his Texan Heritage.. why.. one Hank Hill was worth five Bojuka Browns. Because Hank had played on the best dang football team in history, and Bojuka Brown was just a scrawny little kid with funky hair who failed physics.
Hank karate chopped Bojuka Brown's fist clean open, causing blood to spray everywhere - which Hank drank with his tongue darting out in rapturous flavor. Then, [Ki Strike FOUR] immediately devoured the weak chain spear once more, blasting out Bojuka's kidneys and heart given it was launched at an upwards angle from Hank's left knee, and it could do that.
Slapping Bojuka upside the face to hault the boy's attack, Brown would be bleeding all over the floor and have both his cheekbones shattered. But this wasn't enough, as Hank then landed a strong punch into Brown's forehead, shattering it - not his hand, the forehead.
"Yes.." Ryugi squeezed the pommel of [Ragnarok] in anticipation. "Yes..!!"
Hank leaped high into the air, and [Goomba Stomped] Bojuka Brown into the ground, caving his head in and breaking most of the man's collar bones and upper rib cage, likely fragmenting bone shrapnel into his upper respiratory system. Hopping off, Hank calmly reached over for his propane blower from earlier.
"Goddess of Propane.. forgive me for I am about to sin." Hill muttered, before smashing the propane tank over the mangled body of Brown, causing a massive explosion centered on their location. It would sear Hill's outer flesh. But his soul .. his soul was burning hotter than any explosion ever could now!
Then, he assumed the pose.
His right back foot arched backwards, and his left foot went forward. His hands cupped together.
"Kaaaaaa-meeeeee....
HaaaaaaaaAAAAA......... MEEEEEEEEEE..."
Bojuka Brown would have the singular opportunity to piss himself.
"BWAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"What Bojuka Brown had been asking for - a charged up Ki Strike - finally happened. It would blast Bojuka - clean into the stands, half dead.
"Hurrr... got me a Brownie.." [Ebris] grunted with sadistic humor, for Bojuka had landed by his side. He grabbed the injured Brown.
And then took him elsewhere to be... wooed.
Outside, Hank, bloodied and bruised but pleased at winning, popped open a cold one.
"...Yep."
[MATCH END'o]
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