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 Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 8:05 pm
 VS.
Located in an open-roof stadium is the ring where the first round fights will be taking place. The sound of wild cheering from the many fans that have congregated here fill the arena in a loud uproar as cameras zoom in on the action to broadcast the fights all over the world. The floor of the arena is a glossy hard floor with the logo of GTB painted in purple and pink upon the white sheen. Field Measurements: The fighting area is a perfect circle with a 50 yard diameter. The walls that keep the fighters away from the spectators are raised up to ten feet. Ten Count Boundary: The ten count begins whenever the fighter is knocked out of the bounds of the fighting area, such as into the spectator seats. The flying count out is also in effect, which means, if you stay above ground by your own will for more than ten seconds, you will be DQ'd. Fight Ends: After 11:59 PM on Jun 22nd. That means when it becomes Jun 23rd, fights are over.
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Posted: Mon Jun 07, 2010 11:30 pm
Makenshi would now arrive at the arena designated for him. He would stand at the center of the ring, look down at the logo beneath his feet, then up at the audience and would meditate on the upcoming fight.
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 12:13 am
Makenshi stood up after meditating for a while. A while really was roughly...5 minutes? He waved over to some worker not too far off. His opponent hadnt shown up, so what did it matter what he did at this point?
A young worker ran up to him; likely a towel boy or someone of that job level.
"Sir, your match is about to start. Is this really the best time to-"
"My opponent isnt here...and I could really use some water right now. Think you could help me out? It would only take a few minutes, and I'm sure if my opponent is any kind of a true fighter he'd want to battle me when I'm at my fullest, and not while I'm thirsty."
"All right, sir. I'll be right back."
The boy then left, then returned again with a bottle of Fuji water. Makenshi would then open it and take a full swig until the entirety of the bottle was empty.
He would then wipe his lips with the back of his left hand...
"Ahh, thanks son. Here."
Makenshi then proceeded to hand him a 50 and would stand with his arms crossed, waiting still for his opponent.
"Honestly, if I've had to wait this long, legally, I should have already won...or at least have some kind of a recliner of some sort...maybe even a magazine....s**t, a yo-yo would be better than this..."
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 5:20 pm
Fashionably late, a shirtless leather-clad man stepped onto the glossy stadium ring. The crowd cheered and jeered, obviously impatient. Ninja seemed to ignore this, throwing his arms into the air as to cause an uproar. A black katana sheath was hooked to a leather belt. A lit cigarette was kept between the man's lips. occasionally he would puff out a few clouds of smoke. His eyes ere masked beneath thick sunglasses.
"Better late than never, eh?" he said, lightly hopping up and down, loosening up his muscles. he moved his shoulders in circular motions, relaxing the muscles in his arms. He brought his fists to his chest, brought his hands into a fist, and gave his opponent a dead stare. In the seconds he had entered, he was ready.
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 11:51 pm
"Heh, ninjas. And here I thought ninjas were fast. Still, thats ok."
Makenshi grinned and took his own ninjutsu stance, the IchiMonji. His left side would be facing his opponent (likely 15 feet as it seemed it was unofficially the respected space before a fight on planet Gaia), his left arm would be out in the direction towards his opponent, relaxed and with his fingers straight and spear like.
His right arm would be bent across his body with his right hand in front of his face, and slightly over his left shoulder.
He would have his legs in a horse stance with roughly 70% of his weight leaned on his rear leg, in this case his right leg. His rear leg would be slightly bent, but kept supporting the weight.
Makenshi wasnt dressed as the stereotype ninja was. In fact, he was more like a modern ninja; a spec. ops soldier. He wore a flak jacket that had many chest pockets, cargo pants with two large pockets, a pouch on his back, orange sunglasses on his face, and a Ninja-to straight sword on his left hip. In fact, the only traditional ninja clothing he had on him seemed to be his tabi boots, and forearm guards, yet, even then, they were modernized. Made with a silent rubber sole, and a more sleek design.
"Let us begin..."
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 12:11 am
"Oh you bet your a** I'm fast." Ninja said. Although Ninja usually adopted a balanced defensive stand in a fight, he instead went on total offense. His mind set was either ringing out or knocking out his opponent was fast as possible. He leaned his body weight forward, and went into a quick dash. Although Ninja was a Meta-Human, blessed with super-speed compared to that of the Flash, however, tournament rules limited him, so he obliged. He kept the 50 mile limit in mind.
To start out, he went for a shoulder-forward football-styled tackle. he ran at a steady 35 mph, which, when roughly 15 feet was the distance, proved to be rather hard to dodge. As Ninja charged, he kept a hand on his own blade. He didn't plan to use it quite yet, however if his opponent went to strike with his sword, Ninja wouldn't be caught defenseless.
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 2:54 am
It was true; at this close of a range, with Ninja's quick speed, it was very unlikely that Makenshi would be able to dodge. And Makenshi wasnt able to. But why try?
Makenshi was leaning with the majority of his weight back, likely making it easier for Ninja to knock him over with the tackle. But ninjutsu had a good arsenal of drops, rolls and what have you. So Makenshi wouldnt be caught surprised when tackled.
As he was being tackled back, due to him already leaning back, he would go with the fall back. Due to the nature of a tackle its safe to assume that Ninja was aimed towards Makenshi's waist, thigh or knee section of his body. Makenshi was a meta-human as well, and a tackle at 35 mph from a 15 foot distance was endurable with Makenshi's body. It would also, slightly, be cushioned with the protection of his flack jacket, thick as it was to protect against shrapnel and most bullet impacts.
"Hrng!"
Was the grunt made to have his abdomen muscles tighten slightly and increase their resistance to the impact. It was also a reaction to the tackle itself.
So upon falling, due to the tackle, Makenshi would attempt to wrap his legs around Ninja's lower body. It was likely that Makenshi had his arms over Ninja's body. Which was good. He would wrap his closest arm, the right arm, around Ninja's head (or attempt to at least) and with his outstretched left arm, would attempt to drop his elbow repeatedly on Ninja's neck and upper right shoulder area.
At this time, what Makenshi was trying for was having the two of them fall to the ground together, grappling his head and body, and elbowing him repeatedly in the neck and shoulder area; specifically aimed in the neck area.
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 7:19 am
((WTF Ninja, you were going to be replaced today if you hadn't posted like you did. Therefore, you're in danger of being replaced by someone from the waiting list. You have this weekend to make up for your inactivity, or I'm afraid I'm going to have to replace you.))
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Posted: Sun Jun 13, 2010 12:40 pm
The new girl had walked in toward the center of the arena confused and dazed by the whole crowd of people that had come to watch this fight. "God I hope I don't screw this one up." she said since this was her first time in the tournament. She then spotted a man inside that very same arena she was in. Trying to remain calm seeing that this man would have talents she had probably not had seen before.
"That man looks like he has been in many battles other than this one. I hope I have the skills to equal his..." shaking rather nervously being only a newcomer. So she thought of an idea, she would just fight, fight until she had no energy left to walk.
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Posted: Sun Jun 13, 2010 2:11 pm
(The events of time re-written?)
Makenshi turned to his opponent. Now, he wasnt one for manners, nor really was he ever rude. More...indifferent. He looked in her direction and nodded. Polite enough in his own terms.
He loosened his muscles, rolling his neck, shoulders; Then once his body was relaxed he would take his own ninjutsu stance, the IchiMonji. His left side would be facing his opponent (likely 15 feet as it seemed it was unofficially the respected space before a fight on planet Gaia), his left arm would be out in the direction towards his opponent, relaxed and with his fingers straight and spear like.
His right arm would be bent across his body with his right hand in front of his face, and slightly over his left shoulder.
He would have his legs in a horse stance with roughly 70% of his weight leaned on his rear leg, in this case his right leg. His rear leg would be slightly bent, but kept supporting the weight.
Makenshi wasnt dressed as the stereotype ninja was. In fact, he was more like a modern ninja; a spec. ops soldier. He wore a flak jacket that had many chest pockets, cargo pants with two large pockets, a pouch on his back, orange sunglasses on his face, and a Ninja-to straight sword on his left hip. In fact, the only traditional ninja clothing he had on him seemed to be his tabi boots, and forearm guards, yet, even then, they were modernized. Made with a silent rubber sole, and a more sleek design.
"Let us begin..."
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Posted: Sun Jun 13, 2010 6:00 pm
(Sorry he just told me to post and I didn't have an idea except the other one. Sorry about that!)
Though Kayami was really nervous she was ready for this fight. So before she could respond she fixed her position into her fighting style stance too. The Blood Leg Style from which her training in had made her legs have more endurance in her balance and her weight on one leg. Bringing her right knee up facing the sky and at neck length she then turned it sideways. "Would you like to start the honors sir? Or shall I make the first move?" She said very confidently.
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Posted: Sun Jun 13, 2010 9:54 pm
ooc-
Nah it's cool, I meant it seemed Vin is reversing time so the events of my first fight never happened.
ic-
"Very well..."
Makenshi would lift his front foot forward to gain a bit more balance, then would push off his back foot to lunge himself forward to close some space. However, when landing on his front foot, he would push himself off to the right to throw off his opponent, but in a forward-right lunge. Then upon landing on his right foot, he would drop his left arm to his side, then tuck his body to roll towards his opponent in a left ways roll. This was a zig-zag style of closing the distance to throw her off any prediction she may have had on his movements.
That was the objective anyways.
While rolling he would adjust his weight to land on his feet and immediately throw himself forward in a baby hop towards his opponent, using his right hand in a fist to strike her on her right side, chest and armpit area, aiming for her arterial nerve in her armpit if it were exposed (since it was unclear the stance in her hands and arms) that if hit would possibly paralyze her right side of her body for a a few seconds. If it missed and hit her body anywhere else it would just hurt like someone punching you really hard. And Makenshi was a meta-creature of above human levels of strength and speed.
His left arm would be above his head, with his elbow back, for defense in case a counter was made towards his head. His landing would be that to where his left leg would have his knee on the ground, and his right foot planted, knee bent. This would keep him lower, making him smaller, and somewhat harder to hit, and at the same time, allow him to move to her much quicker than if he were to stick to his feet. And it would provide a little more stability in his defense.
This technique was a variation of the Ichimonji no Kamae to a Boshiken strike.
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Posted: Mon Jun 14, 2010 3:53 pm
Though unprepared Kayami would attempt to block each of his moves with her right leg, but she wouldn't be able to block each and every attack with only her leg. So in her only desperation attempt she would activate her necklace of protection. She hoped that it would block his moves for a time to give her a while to think of a strategy to overtake his powerful and skilled moves.
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Posted: Mon Jun 14, 2010 6:00 pm
As Makenshi would leap back from his attack. He would allow her to keep her barrier up for a moment, but would maintain his eye contact on her. If he noticed any sign of weakness in her barrier he would attack.
He would keep his eye contact with her, maintaining a 10 foot distance from her. He would then pull the smoke grenade out from his vest pocket, pull the pin, and then drop it on the ground.
He would wait a few seconds for the smoke to start to really begin to surround the two of them.
The purpose of this would be so that she would not be able to predict his movements or his next attack. At the same time, once the smoke would engulf the barrier, it would likely cause it to become dark in her barrier, blocking out most light. It was a scare tactic. A psychological attack.
While the smoke was coming up he would ignite flames around his fists. They would be small flames. From a distance it only looked like his hands were a BRIGHT orange, not necessarily that they were engulfed in fire. Just some glowing hands.
Through the smoke, and the barrier, it was unlikely she would see this happening. He would leap in through the smoke, estimating the distance she was at. Then he would begin to jab at the barrier with his burning fists.
"Haaa!"
Due to the fire heating up around his hands it aided in quicker jabs and slightly stronger blows. And Makenshi was full of energy.
If her barrier was up then he would jab away at it until it caused enough stress that the barrier would lose energy.
If the barrier had gone down, he would then be attempting to pummel his opponent with flaming fists.
Most likely all she'd see in the smoke were two glowing orange balls barring at her at high speeds.
This was his next move. Take away her eyesight, then wear down her defenses.
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Posted: Mon Jun 14, 2010 6:22 pm
Kayami who was scared at this smoke and the flaming fists had already finished creating her strategy. She would drop the barrier and slice at the fists with the steel part of her scythe hoping that it would have knocked him away a few feet away from her, hopefully out of the smoke so she could launch herself out of the smoke cloud. Knowing about the flight time she would spin vertically to speed her drop to the ground faster.
As she would be landing she would keep spinning horizontally this time and stick her leg out hoping to keep him at his distance from her. Then she would use her scythe as a projectile and launch it at him. This she hoped would not completely kill him but at least cut him somewhere.
"Hiyah!"
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