HoH season 09. Source: valucre.net static Gaia dump.
Fri Nov 21, 2008 11:48 pm · id 171183033 · page 1
Stage0: Preliminaries
Barton Fountain
Somehow it seems we keep coming back here every year, don't you think?
Dead center of town and once again in control thanks to Deity and the new Barton Planning Department. The Barton Fountain is a nice open square centered around the iconic fountain, along with the required benches and greenery.
Terrain
General - Spectators permitted leisure time are standing back a safe distance.
Weapons - None.
Bonus Effects - Slightly moist around the fountain.
Red Player: Kizu
Representing: Jagged Edge(Team Name)
Played By: Kizu Pantera
Blue Player: Chance Kristopher Silante
Representing: Cannon Fodder
Played By: [Chance]
Fri Nov 21, 2008 11:54 pm · id 171183224 · page 1
[ Barton Square ]
Chance was sitting at the stoop of the grand hotel that overlooked Barton Square. He had an uncharacteristically indifferent look upon his face, making it overly apparent that he was staring, at something. The fountain?
No special combat boots, or swords on his back. No high-tech Pew Pew Lasers, No grenades. Come to think of it, he seemed to be enjoying the serenity of the location, rather than readying for a match. Though that didn't explain the look on his face.
[ Introduction ]
Sat Nov 22, 2008 12:12 am · id 171183827 · page 1
{Barton Square- Fountain}
-Stepping onto the scene to arrive at his appointed location, the frigid nomad known as Kizu would be seen. Wearing nothing more than a ebony pair of baggy jeans and blue running shoes is a very comfortable feeling to have but, of course he never forget about plated gloves of a fingerless cut. His signature gloves that been through many battles, those three items are all that would be seen upon the shirtless man displaying his muscular physique. What made things seem out of the ordinary about this individual is the lengthy cerulean tail that protrudes from lower spine.-
"Oy."
Sat Nov 22, 2008 12:32 am · id 171184438 · page 1
The indifferent look shifted to a sharp smile. His head tilted to the side, no more than fifteen degrees. "Oi." He mimicked with a snaked tongue.
He rose, allowing the jacket on his shoulders to slip off onto the stoop, now behind him. With both hands in their respective jean pockets, he raised his right heel off the ground, and planted his toe. He was aimed at the man before him, leading with the very same right.
While unapparent to Kizu, Chance's legs were extremely resilient, and very strong. He was, after all, a gymnast.
[First Encounter]
Sat Nov 22, 2008 12:42 am · id 171184747 · page 1
-Glancing at the copycat, his left arm whipped out in front of him and pointed to Chance as he was spotted standing up."So you're my opponent for today eh?" Kizu uttered as he casually brought his hand close to rub his exposed thumb under his nose with a slight smirk forming upon his dark mug. He suddenly bounced from the heel to the tip of his toes in a rhythmic fashion a few times before gracefully planting them firmly along the ground, the tail swayed every which way and it was evident that the frigid fighter was getting pumped about doing this.-
Sat Nov 22, 2008 12:54 am · id 171185080 · page 1
He impolitely ignored the fighter's inquiry, he instead spoke on a different matter.
"Now look kid... Just because I'm a little older than most of the fighters here..."
His right hand exited it's pocket for just a moment before returning. His fingers went through his dirty blonde hair. "It don't mean I'm over the hill." He winked and clacked his tongue.
Chance shuffle stepped forward, keeping his right to lead. As quickly as he could muster, his right shin swept over to strike the younger man's left leg, his thigh. The offending limb would return as quickly as it came. Hands remained in pockets.
This was a test.
[ 1 ]
Sat Nov 22, 2008 1:11 am · id 171185519 · page 1
-Listening to the guy talking about aging and being old, Kizu was already set into his orthodox stance with the legs hip width apart. Those dual hue spheres were set on his target until he decide to shuffle his way towards him.With cool being second nature to Kizu, that's all he can be. That shin kick was spotted coming and it was ,literally the kick off for the fight to go underway. The left knee quickly popped up to block the kick and briefly set weight along the rear foot, it was something but, not what he wanted to see. The left leg quickly came back down as the right hand swiftly shot forward into a palm thrust towards the solar plexus, the wrist would slightly rotate during the quick retreat in both hands would settle slightly above the waist.-
[1]
Sat Nov 22, 2008 1:27 am · id 171185859 · page 1
Chance promptly hopped back, allowing Kizu time to withdraw his missed palm strike. As he landed first on his left, the balls of his right foot scratched the earth. His heel still levitated.
Chance's combatant had just demonstrated basic knowledge of hand to hand combat.
His hands were taken from his pockets, leveled to the bottom of his ribcage. He inhaled heavily, and exhaled throughout the entirety of the next few events. Kristopher moved forward one step, performing a quick snap kick to Kizu's right upper thigh (Adjacent the groin). This was promptly followed by a leaping hi kick with Chance's right leg, though his knee folded back at the last moment, giving indication of a flying knee instead. With the height that Chance was able to achieve, Kizu could have been seeing stars.
He landed with a flash, rendering his right side to Kizu at a near point blank range. A sideways elbow was fastened to the solar-plexus, braced by Chance's left hand. This would hopefully toss Kizu backwards.
[ 2 ]
Sat Nov 22, 2008 9:35 am · id 171199680 · page 1
-The frigid fighter repositioned his arms to where the left ascended near the face in leading and the right followed into taking rear guard. He shifted forward towards the balls of his toes and bolted towards Chance almost at an instant, he slid along the ground to a halt with his feet in position of his stance while releasing a swift left jab towards the chin.Kizu planned on following up with a straight forward strike with the right, he wanted to see how quick this guy can be when being caught with his hands coming out of his pockets. Even if something was managed to be pulled off by him, it would simply be endured in going through with his plans.-
[2]
Sat Nov 22, 2008 10:17 am · id 171202082 · page 1
[ Interrupt. FAIL. xD ]
What's this? The boy is taking the offensive? His hands were not removed from his pockets, for now. He again, promptly hopped back.
Kristopher quickly performed a quick snap kick to Kizu's right upper thigh (Adjacent the groin). Given he was 'bolting forward', he'd most likely run right into it. This would halt Kizu's forward momentum, and Chance's hands would pop out of his pockets. This was promptly followed by a leaping hi kick with Chance's right leg, though his knee folded back at the last moment, giving indication of a flying knee instead. With the height that Chance was able to achieve, Kizu could have been seeing stars.
He landed with a flash, rendering his right side to Kizu at a near point blank range. A sideways elbow was fastened to the solar-plexus, braced by Chance's left hand. This would hopefully toss Kizu backwards.
[ 3 ]
Sat Nov 22, 2008 10:57 am · id 171204785 · page 1
-The pupils gradually altered into vertical slits as his jab would become a miss and with him hopping back again changed things a little bit. He burst into approach in the same fashion as Chance would would be caught landing from the hop. Kizu slid in with his feet positioned in a southpaw stance and bounced at the knee while shifting the right arm down, before releasing a swift uppercut towards the chin from point blank range with his body slightly turned to the left. If he released that snap kick, it would give Chance a problem about the uppercut because the kicks can be endured to a certain extent.-
[3]
Sat Nov 22, 2008 12:12 pm · id 171209942 · page 1
[ Sorry Kizu, I'm tired, and I'm not in the mood to read out mistakes for you. I'll capitalize on them. ]
The snap was withdrawn, given that Kizu seemed to close the gap a big faster than anticipated. Chance was tired of running away, and being interrupted.
His hands came up and out of their respective pockets. His muscles tensed, especially his gut. And then, impact.
Thud
At point blank range, as said, an uppercut was very ineffective, especially one that was aimed for the head. Chance was instead faced with a weak, poorly executed jab to gut. Said gut was already primed for assault. When the impact came, it was a general failure, especially since the man had decidedly not pushed Chance, but merely performed a hand strike.
CRACK!
Chance's strong forehead came down to the center of Kizu's face. A successful uppercut. His right leg moved silently behind his opponent's left knee, and a quick shove with both hands meant that the man should have toppled over. From there, Kristopher backed up, choosing not to capitalize on a possibly downed opponent. Both fighters would most likely be a bit dizzy, one certainly more than the other. Hopefully Kizu would come out of the encounter with a broken nose.
[ 4 ]
Sat Nov 22, 2008 12:38 pm · id 171211909 · page 1
-Misjudging the range in the time of the attack had cost him, he was pegged in the face with headbutt. The usual feeling came back to him and he was suddenly forced back into performing backwards roll into a stand and he stood there looking of his opponent for a moment as he took a deep breath. He decide to become more focused about the situation and the dim illumination occured at the irises. That headbutt left more than a mark, Kizu was definately going to remember that. Kizu exhaled slowly in releasing a stream of frost from his lips and tips of his azure and platinum locks begun to ice over.-
"C'mon old man"
[4]
Sat Nov 22, 2008 1:00 pm · id 171213646 · page 1
Chance's eyes narrowed. "You cold?" He took the liberty of retreating. Only a few steps, not much. Was it fear that Kristopher was feeling? Or caution? Most likely a combination of the two. His combatant was obviously inhuman, made apparent by the frost.
"What, what the ******** are you?" He assumed Kizu would allow the courtesy of a question, and answer in kind. In preparation, Chance placed his hands behind his back, keeping his wrists and farther down from view, as he slipped on his gloves held tight by a back pocket. The match was changing in tune, Chance's favor.
The older fighter's right leg took precedence with his heel levitating.
[ 5 ]
Sat Nov 22, 2008 1:41 pm · id 171216883 · page 2
-It was obvious that Chance never seen someone as such and the cerulean tail would unwrap from about the waist. Kind of surprised that he didn't notice the tail from the beginning. The glowing pools of sapphire and goldenrod hues would be narrowing in hearing his question, with them being a few feet from each other made it easy to close the gap. He shift towards balls of his toes and off he went with his arms in position for a frontal assault. "An elemental." was the partial answer of what Kizu really is and the gap was closed almost at an instant with a swift lunge into a flying right knee towards the solar plexus. This seemed to a good idea with the fact Chance started to have his hands placed behind his back, he would then quickly come down with a drop of the left elbow towards the top of his skull for a follow up attempt.-
[5]
Sat Nov 22, 2008 2:15 pm · id 171219623 · page 2
With one glove still in his back pocket, Chance brought his hands forward, ready to deal with the oncoming assault. His gloved left hand was clenched, with his right open.
Chance came down his right leg, then pivoted to his right, raising his left knee in the process. With luck, he would parry the incoming knee strike with his own.
Meanwhile Chance's left hand meant to crack Kizu right in the temple. After the knee, Kristopher closed the gap between them completely, disallowing further knee strikes. And as for the elbow, Chance raised his right hand to catch the offending limb and hold it there.
CRACK
His forehead slammed into Kizu yet again. His head stayed in position, not only putting pressure on his opponent's nose, but also making sure that Kizu could not use his own tactic. "RAH!" Expelling a good deal of air in his burning lungs, Chance body checked his opponent, pushing off with his chest, the hand still on Kizu's face, and the hand holding Kizu's arm up. It should have been significant enough to knock the man down.
[ 6 ]
Sat Nov 22, 2008 4:29 pm · id 171230562 · page 2
-With his weight adding force to the momentum in the flying knee, combating against it with a simple raising of the knee would cause one to stumble and eventually go, "Tiiiiimmmmbberrr!" falling flat on their back. Kizu would have Chance caught off balance to have the other attempts at a failure, the right guard would be there to defend the side of his cold cranium if he manage to pull off that strike to aim for the temple. The frigid fighter wouldn't let this dude have a chance in regaining balance, both arms would shift down and back to settle just above the waist as he swiftly rushed in the usual fashion. He would keep the distance close and quickly unleash a double arm palm thrust towards the solar plexus as there would be surging glow flow towards the hands. It would erupt energy from the palm of his hands and those who witness, will see it exit from the other end of Chance in a prismatic flare when the strike makes physical contact. Even if it was brought to a halt somehow or fell short in reach, the energy would be erupt from the palms in results of having the victim receive a great deal of nerve ending pain.-
"HUZZAH!!"
[6]
Sat Nov 22, 2008 5:11 pm · id 171234265 · page 2
With Kizu's momentum moving forward, and Chance on one leg, he was indeed caught off balance. As predicted, he fell backward, not only evading the beam of blue, but also taking up a guard. His legs crunched up to his body, and both hands made fists. Using his shoulders, he slowly wormed his way backward. If Kizu thought that Chance was currently at a disadvantage, he was wrong.
[ 7 ]
Sat Nov 22, 2008 8:58 pm · id 171256852 · page 2
-The response from the attack was falling back almost entering fetal position, his body gradually lowered and started to move out along the right as his almond shaped eyes of sapphire and goldenrod hues became fixated on his target. "What's the matter?" Kizu uttered as he was creeping low alongside of him with a three foot distance between the two, his iris illuminated immensely. Those dark sinewy limbs of his settled at ease at their sides with his fingerless gloved hands resting just above the hips, he randomly lashed out his tail in a whip-like state towards Chances lower left leg. It left enough force to feel like a hook towards the lower limb.-
[7]
Sun Nov 23, 2008 11:25 am · id 171293685 · page 2
"I'm fine." He spat, continuing his slow backward movements. Kizu shifted and as a reaction, Chance rolled over to his stomach, leaving the offending tail wanting more. Kristopher quickly stood up, scrambling to his feet. His opponent obviously didn't feel like grappling.
His right went behind him, quickly fitting the second glove while the right taunted, curling his finger towards him. "C'mon then. I'm old enough as it is."
[ 8 ]
Sun Nov 23, 2008 2:04 pm · id 171306596 · page 2
-For a moment there, Kizu thought Chance was trying to be funny when he rolled over with his a** in the air. The frigid fighter gave little smirk as the glowing eyes watched him like a hawk in trying to stand up to only leave himself in the position of having his entire right side facing directly at him. Scrambling onto his feet, Kizu was already quick along the rise ant popped his knee up towards the chest. Chance had already went into motion of swiftly equipping the other glove as Kizu hopped a foot closer with the left leg launching forward to slam that foot into the right temple for a devastating blow. Wrestling fans would see this side kick bring memories of "the sweet chin music" where the sole of his shoe create an audible Cack! upon contact with flesh.
With the force strong enough knock someone out cold, Kizu was hoping he would find a way to either evade or counter. Why? because the best element to have and enjoy using is, surprise.On the other hand. If Chance had the body angled towards him. Then it blacken that eye and temporarily blind him with the result of the blow would have him in a complete daze. -
[8]
Mon Nov 24, 2008 1:18 pm · id 171386354 · page 2
Chance would not finish fitting the glove in time to react with his right. When the leg came up, Chance turned to face him completely. He then dipped, and moved his body to the other side of Kizu's foot. Instead of his opponent's leg passing over Chance's right side, it would pass over his left.
As his opponents leg came over his left shoulder, Kristopher's arm moved over the leg and synched it down, holding it in place with as much strength as he could muster. Immediately thereafter, Chance's newly gloved hand came over and rested on the underside of Kizu's knee.
"Yield." Said the man, slipping a shiny metallic object from the folds of his glove. The menacing blade was placed flush with the underside of Kizu's knee. Arteries, and possibly more importantly, muscles were ready to be cut open for the world to see. With a firm hold on the leg, and the razorblade pressed firmly to the skin, jeans would provide zero protection and Kizu could be in trouble.
[ 9 ]
[ Razorblade: Drawn ]
Mon Nov 24, 2008 4:13 pm · id 171402278 · page 2
-Damn, he manage to avoid being struck by Kizu. What a surprise,not really. It was expected and the frigid fighter had that fangy smirk forming upon his dark mug. The moment he turn to face him while dipping in order to avoid having his bell rung, he noticed the sidestep and it meant one thing. Chance was going to be in for a surprise, which is one of Kizus favorite element to use out of the other two he possesses . Of course that leg past his head but, he quickly snap that bad boy back towards the noggin for a snap kick with the use of his heel as his chilly upper body twisted with the motion that was set. Using his weight once again for an advantage in transferring the force, it would cause his old adversary to be caught off balance and put that touchy feely grabbing attempt to an utter failure when turning away from him. The speed and force alone would bring his leg back down to the balls of his toes as his tail whipped around to give a swift smack to the right side of his face. His angled leg that landed along the balls of his toes made the rest of his plans fall through into what everyone would call a-
C-C-C COMBO BREAKER!
"Here it comes"was uttered menacingly as the right leg immediately went into motion. The back kick was what's planned and it was storming towards the gut. Bet something like that would fill that old mug with disgust. He brought back that leg with ease and held the knee up to the chest and Kizu randomly shouted after the attack was unleashed upon Chance.-
" Byah!! "
[9]
Sun Nov 30, 2008 9:57 pm · id 171957263 · page 2
THUMP
"Gah!" His head snapped to the side after connecting with the deafening heel. He stumbled sideways, almost losing it completely. His left arm went up in defense, stabilizing himself, more than anything. What was that taste in the back of his mouth? Like copper. Like...Blood.
Chance quickly sidestepped and backed up, avoiding any nasty mishaps that might have come his way. His eyes traveled over the large timer lowered over the face of the building.
0:07 Remaining
Oh darn. The fight was soon over. Why hadn't his opponent utilized the giant water spewing fountain? Good news for Chance.
[ 10 ]
[ Razorblade: Drawn ]
Sun Nov 30, 2008 10:58 pm · id 171960746 · page 2
-Nothing like having someone taste their own blood after a good kick in head. Though Chance had stumbled, he could of went into the swinging tail and get pegged across the face in the process of having Kizus foot soar towards the gut since they're so close. Who cares, all was done and it was only seconds to go. Kizu lowered that leg back down towards the ground as he stood erect before his adversary with a simple smirk upon his mahogany mug of Kizus. The frigid fighter come to realize that this match was pretty fun, the once heated fight had cooled down into a peaceful atmosphere once again.
Of course Kizu didn't use the fountain, wouldn't be fair to a human. Besides, where's the fun in that? Turning his head to the side in randomly spitting an ice needle, his sapphire and goldenrod orbs adverted from Chance to glance at the timer. "Only if it was just a little bit longer" was uttered in thought as he turned towards the side and took one more look at his opponent.-
[10]
