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| GlasgowSmiley | Jul 15 2015, 06:22 PM Post #46 | |
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Walking to her stage, Venka was ready. Her body warmed up, her fists balled, this was what she was best at. Punching things in combat sport for honour is what she loved the most after all. Delivering letters and protecting the heart of them and the people sending and receiving them and... Yeah, you don't get any of this do you? See letters are all about feelings and stuff right? In this age of technology, the Letter W.O.R.M.S. still exist because there are some people who have a lot of special feelings that can't be said aloud. They're written down in letters from one person to another. hough a letter is an inanimate object, they now contain these feelings from one person to another. Especially in this day and age, a letter contains such strong feelings that is said to gain a heart. At least that's the simplified explanation that Venka heard when she asked about it. She liked the story her old captain told her and took it for truth. Even if it was a fairytale, it was one she liked the sound of. Stepping into the ring, she vaulted over the corner pole into it. Landing on her feet, she grabbed her cloak and swung it open, making it land on said corner pole. Her hair tied in a pontytail and not getting in her face, she was wearing a white women's sport's top and white boxing shorts with a red line on the side. Everything had a red accent, down to her red gloves. Black boxing shoes with a white accent however, Venka slammed her fists together in front of her exposed abs. Her opponent was a man with short brown hair and at least 2 feet taller than her. His upper body was jacked beyond any belief so his legs seemed tiny by comparison. Looks like someone skipped leg day. From the intro sheet, Venka knew his name was "Big Lip" Ukandu M'bomba. She felt it was a wasted opportunity not to make his nickname dynamite punch or something but she could see why he was called big lip. The ring of the gong signalling the start of the fight, the courier had a clear opening attack. Taking a running start, Venka did the most unconventional boxing that was shown in any preliminary round of the tournament. The martial arts tiger jumped, her right fist rising up as she flew in on Ukandu. Smacking him right on his big lip as she landed, the male flew backwards, ricochetted off the ropes and flew straight out of the ring. Venka had made quite the entrance and judging by the sound of the gong, she won. Walking over to the edge of the ring she could see him in the stalls. There also seemed to be a faint remembrance of a voice shouting "My fight monaaaaaaaayyy~! but wasn't sure if that was a real thing. Might just be her mishearing things. In any case with the crowd cheering for her awesome 3 second win she raised her right fist in the air as her left hand landed on her right biceps. "One down!" she shouted with her guts win pose. If anything could be blamed on her it's that she was enjoying this far too much. That and she still didn't realise she was missing her hat... Technique used
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| AngelMayLaugh | Jul 20 2015, 10:49 AM Post #47 | |
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((extremely sorry)) Somewhere during the seemingly five days that it took them to get from the bathroom to the gym, Amazing somehow acquired a charcoal-colored cap that was similar to an old-timey paper boy, a newspaper that she rolled up and a thick wad of licorice that resembled a cigar in the way that she let it hang from her mouth. She still had on her white sundress, sorta destroying whatever persona the drunk was going for with her cosplay. Also, there were faint lines scribbled across her upper lip in zig-zags and dots scattered about her chin and cheeks. A mustache and a five o'clock shadow, perhaps? Her furrowed eyebrows and the way she angrily surveyed the room upon entry only added to her new look. Amazing Grace cleared her throat before slapping the rolled up newspaper against her free, open palm. "Ey, Jackie-boy. Don't worry 'bout it. We gonna make a fighta outta you's." Her slurred speech impediment was replaced by a low, scruffy voice though it was still obviously the tiny Marine's high-pitched voice beneath it all. Moving her tiny hand up to her face, Amazing secured the tuft of licorice between her index finger and thumb and pulled it out slowly. After taking a licking puff when the piece of candy was no longer near her face, Amazing pointed over to a random treadmill with her pinky of the hand that was holding the sweet cigar. "Jes get on 'n start runnin'. You can beat some bags after," she finished by pointing at some punching bags to the side. Amazing put the licorice back in her mouth and folded her arms. The newspaper poked out behind from between her caramel skin and white. Taking a few steps toward a lit monitored, she monitored the match that was currently going on in the ring. The cheese wheels that she called eyes narrowed and focused in on the screen. "Spahks?" she asked aloud with her now-scruffy voice. Witnessing the easy win that the woman achieved in the ring, Amazing nodded and turned her head around to whomever was available, the closest happening to be an unconscious Brucie B.. "I tauwt that gal everythin' she knows. That was my punch back in the day... The Amazing Rocket Finishing Ultra Combo Double was what they called me... I had the strongest suplex of them all.. Had to give up my career for my sons. I couldn't stay away from the game so I became a coach; teaching other little brown girls the way of the fist so they could smash the patriarchy in my stead..." Amazing didn't read much or watch many moving pictures so where this character was coming from was anyone's guess. "Don't run too hardl! You don't want to drain your stamina!!" The loud woman entered the scene with her hands at her hips and face still aggressive. "Goddammit! We need to expedite this process!" The woman moved to pull a punching bag in front of the treadmill. "Jog briskly! Light punches! Five minutes! After that, hit the bag seriously for a few minutes!! After that... We'll think of something for you to do before your match!" The woman stood next to the contraption that she had just created and tapped her foot persistently against the flooring. "Ey B.! That woman's a spitfire, eh? You got yer gloves full with that little firecracker I bet! Amahahah!" Amazing continuously slapped her newspaper against the unconscious man's shoulder until he was eventually and somehow beaten out of his slumped position into a lying one. Said spitfire turned around and gave Amazing a glare and almost opened up her mouth to yell but chose to keep her mind on her trainee for the moment. The sweat that had accumulated on Amazing's face during that glare was washing away portions of her drawn-on facial hair. |
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| GlasgowSmiley | Jul 22 2015, 04:39 PM Post #48 | |
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Resting the coat on her shoulders as she climbed out of the ring, she had another match in less than an hour. Honestly, her last minute registration kind of forced her to do matches back to back but if she ended them this quickly, it'd be okay. The courier had enough time to rest inbetween her fights. Her next opponent was a guy named Ben "Apprentice" Hasshen. All she knew about him was that he was quite the pretty boy and had a lot of female fans. Walking out of the ring, it seems like a lot of people choose to take a break for now. Using her mouth to undo her gloves, she slung those over her shoulder and... Finally realised something is wrong. Her hat was missing... Oh god no... No, she couldn't have... No she did. Damn it! Rushing over without changing, Venka ran to the bathroom Jaqk and Amazing were in. Finding those two now would be a chore as well, having lost all her leads... Rushing into the bahroom it seems a guy was taking a leak just as she did. "Woah, not cool, what the fuck?!?" he shouted as he hastily pulled up his pants. Venka just lowered her shoulders because she really didn't care. Guys who were insecure like that often had something to compensate for so she knew with 200% certainty this guy was not worth bothering with. Looking at the sink she placed her hat on, it was gone... Did someone take it? No, no, noooooooo, it was a gift from the postmaster general! It held so much sentimental value to her! How could she be so careless... Wait... Maybe one of those drunks took it along with them... Damn now she needed to find the drunks. For now she'd have to deal with it and hope for the best. Perhaps head out and inform the staff of the importance of that- "Hey, you can't just walk out of here with no word! Where do you think you're going huh?!?" the guy stopped her as he grabbed her shoulder. In the middle of turning around and leaving the bathroom, Venka was stalled by this guy. "Don't you have any sense of decency?!?" he asked her annoyed. Heaving a sigh and turning around, the courier figured she could at least explain herself a little to him: "Sorry, I was just looking for my-" "Woah, what the fuck is up with your eye, you think a lens with that design is pretty or something?" the man interrupted her. Gritting her teeth, Venka just hit his arm away and turned around again. This guy was really getting on her nerves. "... I was just looking for something alright? Leave me alone." she spoke as she walked off. "Tsk..." the guy responded and closed the door. Fixing her bangs so that her eye was mostly covered, it was embarrassing to have people point that out. Maybe she needed a lens to make it normal? But putting that in every day just to have people keep shut about it? It pissed her off! Why did she need to change to fit in so much huh?!? Why! Why? Why... Wiping a few tears away, the caramel courier steeled herself and heaved a sigh. She was looking for her hat right now and that's what mattered. |
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| ♥ Emoisum | Jul 23 2015, 12:34 AM Post #49 | |
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"B-b-but this is soooooooooooooooooo annoyin'!" -- Jaqk complained in a childish tone as he sprinted along the treadmill, following the order from the Commander of course. Or who he had assumed was the Commander, it's quite possible it was an incredibly short man with facial hair and a strong voice. When the woman that had verbally attacked them earlier for knocking her fighter unconscious barged into the gym and again verbally assaulted Jaqk with her loud voice, the fisherman slowed down his sprinting to an apparent brisk jog and when she had pushed over the punching bag to in front of the treadmill, Jaqk was throwing incredibly pitiful looking punches at it. However, it was clear that there was something behind his terrible efforts as the impact on the bag was somewhat noticeable. At least, to someone who likely professionally handled boxers and stuff. The timer on the treadmill beeped and he jumped off. Jaqk's sprinting didn't seem to make him sweat too much, and he glanced over and met the evil glare of the woman. Even if she didn't know exactly where Jaqk's eyes were, it's as though she was burning through them! Attention forward and back to the bag, she wanted him to punch it seriously for a few minutes. Looking at it, he couldn't exactly comprehend what 'serious' would entail. Not at this moment, at least. Balling a fist, Jaqk swung and hit it with everything and that sent the bag flying across the room and exploding with all the material that was inside of it spilling out onto the floor. "I-I'm sore-ee!!!" -- he flailed himself over to the injured bag and tried to clean up and put the material back into the bag, only to have it come pouring back out every time he turned away to get another scoop. |
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| AngelMayLaugh | Jul 25 2015, 04:06 PM Post #50 | |
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Amazing was not really paying attention to anything that was going on outside of her own world. That world that was currently occupied by the tiny woman happened to be a world of light sleep. Coming to when she heard the crashing of the punching bag and subsequent breaking and leakage of its contents, she shot up. "Ehr!?" Swinging her head to and fro, the caramel female placed her sight upon the accident caused by her subordinate. "Jeez, Jaqk! Save it for the ring, champ!" Nodding her had at her boxer's good work, she turned around and pulled herself up from the floor. She had nodded off next to Brucie B., who was still as sleepy as Heem at the moment. "Your match starts in two minutes! Switch masks with Brucie B. and get the boxing gear out of my bag so we can get you out there!" The woman began walking away from Jaqk after having ignored his shenanigans and grabbed Amazing to drag her away. "Give him some time to change. Come with me, shrimp!" Amazing could not do much of anything to fight against the woman. Though the Marine had superior physicality, or so she thought, her drunken stupor was not enough for her to overcome the pledge she took to keep the citizens of the world safe at all costs. Amazing waved her newspaper at the boxer-to-be as she watched the doors close before her eyes. "Are you two idiots really Marines?" The woman asked with a fierce glare angled down at one of the Marine in question. Amazing nodded like emo in the cbox without the asterisk. She really had nothing else to say or do, not wanting the woman to yell at her so she stayed quiet. "If I hadn't said so before, then I'll tell you now. I'm Veronica." Amazing wondered if this was her being nice, or at the very least, pleasant. Either way, her niceness and new calm demeanor would make the drunken marine respond in kind. Teetering over to her and looking Veronica in her eyeballs, Amazing smiled after taking a deep breath. "Senior Chief Petty Admiral Corporal Major Amazing May Seeing, at your service." It's worth noting that she dropped the fake accent at this point. The darker of the two females extended her hand upwards and out for a shake and let it linger there in the air. It became more and more awkward the longer the hand stayed there and her gesture unreciprocated. |
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| ♥ Emoisum | Jul 30 2015, 01:45 AM Post #51 | |
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It seemed that the teetering boxer was ready for whatever was to come! When the ladies had made their exit, the fisherman stumbled his way over to Brucie B. and stared down at him for a moment before taking a hold of his mask and pulling it from his head! However, he didn't want to disrespect him too much so he immediately produced a brown paper bag and covered him without looking. Back out into the main gym area, he located the bag and grabbed it, opened it and went through it's contents. Quickly enough, Jaqk pulled out everything and placed them next to him on the floor and then, he buried his own head into the bag to swiftly switch masks - now he was wearing the same coloured mask, only with the stripes being horizontal rather than vertical. And in another swift motion, Jaqk found himself dressed in a pair of boots, one green and the other purple, and a pair of trunks that were black in colour with it's waist being trimmed in white, and the left side of the trunks were stripped in the diagonal pattern of his green-purple colours. Lastly, he had a set of green and purple boxing gloves and he punched them together. "gonna be da bess~" -- he teetered his way to find the ladies, "I'mma~ I'mma~ Ready~~~~" -- he drunken sang and wobbled his way to them quite possibly tripping and landing so that the Amazing Grace would have to carry him, if not only because he forgot to lace his boots! |
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| GlasgowSmiley | Aug 3 2015, 04:26 AM Post #52 | |
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"Let me know if you find it immediately. It's an important item to me." the courier spoke to the lady at the reception desk. After a nod of understanding and exchange of goodbyes, Venka walked away heaving a sigh. There was little she could do right now other than wait for her next match. Thinking back on her comrades, she wondered what they were up to... Hopefully nothing too serious that would infringe upon marine and W.O.R.M.S. dignity but she gave up on that in the back of her mind. Technically she wasn't doing a great job of it either so she decided not to preach on that or hold it against them. Still, it kind of bugged her that the first thing those two did when they got here was to get wasted and gamble... Probably not in that order... Hopefully not in that order. Heading back to the arena it seems like the next fight was about to kick off. Or punch off rather. Running into a monitor in the hallways back to her dressing room, Venka overheard the name Brucie B. and turned her head. "Huh? So he's alright? He's gonna fight?!? Guess the commander must have done the right thing after all..." the courier responded and got a jog on. She could watch the match from the stands if she hurried up. |
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| AngelMayLaugh | Aug 4 2015, 08:34 AM Post #53 | |
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There hadn't been much said between Amazing and Veronica since introductions. A drunken burp here and a grunt there was all there was to fill the air. When Jaqk came stumbling out, both the women made an audible noise. Veronica sighed heavily and slapped her forehead in frustration. When the woman was done being disappointed by the prospect. Amazing on the other hand, she was overjoyed by seeing Jaqk in his new getup. Squealing and then bobbing her head around randomly, she began moving forward to reach the fisherman boxer until he almost flattened her with his fall. Amazing threw her arms up and kept the male hoisted in the air for a bit. "Let's get you to the Greek," she said, not really knowing what she meant by that. Veronica led the way and Amazing followed by staring and tracking the woman's feet; she could barely see beyond Jaqk, as he was slumped over and the only thing the Marine Commander had was her peripheral vision and seeing a bit along the ground. It wouldn't be too long before they reached the door to get to the main event area, to which Veronica let out another sigh. The boxer was ordered to be released from being carried so that he at least looked as if he could fight. Amazing obliged by shoving him upwards and onto his own feet. In the main event area, music began playing loudly and the announcer began announcing the names of the fighters that would be engaging in combat in a bit. Amazing cheered loudly for her fighter as they walked down the little strip that led to the boxing ring. Clapping, hooting and making all kinds of general rowdy noises as they continued on. She could barely hear her own cheering and barely hear what the announcer was saying. |
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| ♥ Emoisum | Aug 5 2015, 06:06 AM Post #54 | |
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The trio had made it to ring-side and in what appeared to be Jaqk's corner was an older man with a white towel around his neck, wearing some track suit and such. He looked a bit perplexed at the arrival of someone who wasn't Brucie B., and he glanced to Veronica for confirmation. "Well, if you're sure.." -- the older man made his way up to the apron and the ropes, pulling them a part - Jaqk looked down to the Commander and nodded and gave her a thumbs up - that she couldn't actually see due to the fact he was wearing his boxing gloves. He too climbed up to the apron and almost tripped getting into the ring, but played it off as he hopped on one foot for a moment with his arms spread out and he pandered to the crowd who cheered for him. When he calmed himself, he started to tumble backwards but he was saved by the turnbuckle, which he leaned against. "In the red corner, we have the fan favourite Bruuuuu~cie B!" -- the announcer roared over the sound system and the crowd erupted once more, and the referee called for Jaqk to step toward the center and with a hefty sigh, he did just that. "In the blue corner, we have 'Pistol Fist' Crappolo Seed!" -- the crowd wasn't as loud, but he too received cheers. He stepped forward with a fist in the air - he was about six foot four and large, muscle bound ebony man with his head shaved in a way that made it appear as though he had three mohawks! He was wearing an outfit themed with red, white and more red. Jaqk stood there as calmly as he could, though he teetered to the left and right a bit, the referee gestured for them to touch gloves - Seed held out his glove toward Jaqk and he looked down at it. For about four seconds he stared at it, before he raised his fist and tapped it, and then frantically shook his wrist as he brought his arm back, "Bah-a-la-la-la~" -- he drunken mumbled, and Seed cocked an eyebrow before he stepped back and then the referred looked to both of them, Seed nodded and Jaqk looked to Victoria, but he was looking for the Commander. She was too short.. but back to the referee, Jaqk nodded. The ref called for it and the bell rang! Seed quickly brought up his fists and put his feet in the proper position as he looked at Jaqk to size him up and try and get a read on him. Jaqk stood.. normally, of course, with a bit of teetering. Seed wasn't sure what the masked boxer was going to do, but he wanted to get a feel for him. Weaving back and forth as he shuffled toward Jaqk, he delivered a quick jab with his right to the face of the seemingly defenseless mask, but our fisherman teetered to the right and out of the way of the strike, delivering a quick and.. unprofessional looking hook to Seed, that he easily avoided. Seed shuffled back and away from Jaqk. "Woah! Brucie B dodged that Pistol Shot of a jab from Crappolo! Not many people can do that!" -- one of the commentators spoke, as this was being broadcasts, of course, "You're right about that! And what's up with Brucie's new fighting stance?" Jaqk looked to Veronica who probably wanted him to actually fight, and because of that Jaqk brought up his fists.. sort of. He had both of his fists pointed at Seed, and was moving them around slowly in no particular rotation. He began to wobble his way to Seed, who had his arms up to guard with. Jaqk closed in, but tumbled forward and looked as though he was falling! Seed was partially distracted by this, but Jaqk hadn't actually fallen! He had kept his footing as he stumbled forward and delivered a quick jab to the stomach of Seed! But there wasn't a lot of force behind it as Seed was quick enough to react, and leap back a bit. The stumbling Jaqk then teetered to the right and weaved around to the right of Seed, and appeared to be open and Seed decided to take advantage of that opening and go for another one of his Pistol jabs, dropping his guard! But Jaqk quickly shot vertical as Seed had to lean down into the jab, and because his guard was down, Jaqk delivered a left hook to the side of Seed's face! The crowd roared! |
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| GlasgowSmiley | Aug 6 2015, 12:05 PM Post #55 | |
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Running through the arena hallways, she got out to the stands by following the sound of the cheering crowd. Sure wasn't hard to find, the echoes were heard throughout the arena. The cheering crowd was actually a bit intimidating as she looked for a seat. her fight had less commotion but then again, Brucie B. was supposed to be one of the favourites to take it after all. Finding a seat, Venka heaved a sigh of relief she was able to in the first place. And then the lights went out on the stands and the stage was lit. The introduction music played and the fighters entered the stage. Venka clapped but kept her enthusiasm in check. Once she started shouting, she didn't have much of a brake. Huh, wait was that... Yes it was Amazing Grace walking down the isle along with... Oh no... It was Jaqk and not Brucie B. Oh dear this could go horribly wrong. The two of the were drunk still, at least that's what Venka thought. Jumping up from her seat, she ran back up and for the exit. If things went wrong, she wanted to be there. The courier already left them once, thinking they'd be fine. Two adults right? Huge mistake, screw responsibilities, Jaqk was going to get mauled alived. The fighters got introduced and Venka saw Jaqk doing... An admirable job to somehow remain standing. Gritting her teeth she looked around for the nearest exit as Pistol Fis made a really fast jab at Jaqk's masked face. Venka held her hands in front of her face as the crowd was suddenly amazed. Wait, what did the announcer just say? He dodged it? The fisherman didn't really look like the fighting type at all to her. The marine was fairly indifferent about everything up until well... Now. Gripping the railing in front of her, Venka was standing in the walkway like some major character in a boxing manga that was too good to take a seat and wanted to watch their rival from he shadows. Though she was worried. As the fight progressed, Jaqk was doing better and better, even managing to made Pistol Fist step back. It was odd but his unorthodox stance was breaking the mould and had the big muscle Tri-mohawk second guessing his options. Whatever Jaqk was doing it was working and Venka stared at the fight with wide open eyes. Perhaps his drunken demeanour mixed in with his usual reflexes to create this style? or maybe it was all just beginners luck but regardless, for as sloppy as he was on technical execution, Jaqk was in his opponent's head now and that was the momentum he needed to roll with. "C'mon Ja-... Brucie B.!!! Hammer it on!!!" the tan courier cheered him on. However this fight may go, hopefully Jaqk wouldn't get too injured. That was the most important thing on her mind right now. |
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| AngelMayLaugh | Aug 7 2015, 01:23 PM Post #56 | |
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The flashing lights. Loud music. Roaring crowd. Amazing was able to able to take in every bit of it as she followed along like a deer caught in the lime light. Steeped in the raw emotion and spectacle of the arena, the Marine Commander perhaps became the loudest and biggest supporter of Brucie B. of all. Even without her Devil Fruit powers the woman made her presence known while strutting down the isles behind her main man. Throwing her arms up to get the crowd rowdy as she was, it seemed to be working somewhat in boosting the noise but it didn't hold a candle to what the noise was like after the announcers did their thing. Her light brown cheeks puffed up in envy of the announcers' clout. Amazing stood there watching as things were getting started in the ring. It wasn't too often that she saw people that were darker than her. Hell, she rarely saw people her complexion; Venka being the first in a long time and another W.O.R.M.S. operator being another. She may have seen others between, civilians, but they were unimportant to her story and not major players in her life to be remembered. The first attack didn't make Amazing close her eyes like a little sissy. She had the utmost faith in Jacques even if most of that was probably drunken faith. As more exchanges were had, Amazing had an idea on how to help out the man in the ring. Looking around, she saw that no one was really focusing on her.Dropping to a squat, she pawed at the covering of the ring until she was able pull it up. It was rather dark below the ring but she sucked it up and went in anyways. The dark space beneath mat was dark but not as damp or smelly as she imagined. Actually, aside from the footwork of those atop the ring that constantly jutted and shook the ring, it was pleasant. A few seconds of crawling brought her in contact with a loose string that slapped her in the face. Amazing grabbed at that string to show it who the boss was, pulling it down. An audible click happened and the dark space lit up. The newly illuminated area made the caramel female's eyes light up in more ways than one as she looked around her. Seeing that she had space, she pushed up off of her knees and sat on her rump. The bottom of the ring was abound with many wondrous things. Amazing had no idea where to start and sat there with her chin in her hands as she waited for an idea to come to her for an action to take. After an interminable amount of time passed, for Amazing's drunken mind anyways, she finally reappeared on the scene. The crowd began going crazy when they saw what she was doing. It wasn't until they heard metallic thunks that Brucie B.'s training staff finally were alerted to the tiny Marine's antics. She was trying to climb up into the ring with great difficulties while lugging a metallic folding chair behind her. Also, another wardrobe change had taken place before she came up from beneath the ring. Over her white sundress she wore a black shirt with a white box on the chest. Inside that white box were white letters: 'NWO' in a graffiti-like font. "JAQK! JAQK BURCIE JAAAAQK!" she screamed to get his attention. "Tee eL Cee!" The child-sized disruption was quickly subdued before anything major happened by Veronica. She was even muffled by a hand or two when she struggled to get away from the woman and get the match-winning tool to her guy. |
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| ♥ Emoisum | Aug 12 2015, 06:58 AM Post #57 | |
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The crowd was nothing but roars! Seed stumbled from Jaqk's left hook to the side a little bit, but Jaqk being still under the influence didn't have much mind to follow-up on his success. When Seed found some composure, bringing himself up, there was a little bit of blood on his lip that he wiped away with fire in hie eyes! He was all riled up and ready to fight and he did just that! No holds barred, as he rushed Jaqk with no hesitation or restraint and started to deliver his signature Pistol Jabs one after the other. Jaqk's incredibly drunken and limber body avoided each of them and he would walk backwards as Seed continued pushing forward. Jaqk's never actually moved this fast and he was getting incredibly dizzy. Slowed down, it would look like Jaqk was giving himself whiplash with the way his neck wobbled, and his shoulders and upper body were moving awkwardly, all the while he maintained near-perfect balance. But too soon, Seed was ready to take any advantage he could get as he was pressing forward he slid a foot between Jaqk's which would cause the drunken fisherman to nearly lose his unbalance-balance. With this window of opportunity, Seed delivered a Bullet Punch to the chest of Jaqk and it sent him flying into the ropes! There was a burning red mark on Jaqk's incredibly pale chest, it seemed to be steaming from the heat! Some roared, some booed! The crowd was torn!.. but this was perfect for Jaqk. On the ropes, he pretended to be out of it and Seed went in for the finale! Rushing forward with the hammer of the pistol cocked back, he was ready to finish this foolish fight! But suddenly.. Jaqk fell forward and teetered his way with great haste to the other side of the ring! The Sniper Fist missed it's mark on the ropes, and Seed almost burst into flames from his anger! He turned to go after the masked one once more, but Jaqk was going for it! Jaqk had rushed the other side of the ring and leaped up and onto the second rope, using it's rubber-banding qualities to send him flying into the air!!!! All the lights were on the high-flying Jaqk-- or Brucie B.-- thousands upon thousands of camera flashes in the background as Seed looked up to Jaqk and his arms dropped. It was over, there was nothing left! With his own fist at the ready, Jaqk wound up the punch during his descent toward Seed - who had spread his arms out and closed his eyes, accepting his fate. The crowd were on the edge of their seats! Going in for his finale.. Jaqk went for it! The superman punch! His fist collided with the forehead of Seed and an odd wave of air flooded the room from the sheer power of Jaqk's punch. His feet landed on the mat, and Seed stood there for a moment - the ref, Jaqk and everyone staring at the man. And then... THE CROWD ROARED LOUDER THAN EVER AS SEED FELL OVER AND WAS DOWN FOR THE COUNT!!! |
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| GlasgowSmiley | Aug 14 2015, 06:26 PM Post #58 | |
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Those jabs were insane, Venka wasn't even sure if saw all of them and Jaqk was drunk, wearing that mask and somehow still swaying between each and every one of them! It's quite astonishing really. The courier could only wonder about his fighting while sober but then again, there was that style in old kung fu movies that really resembled this. Drunken Boxing... Could it be Jaqk's hidden talent? Or was it his true fighting style and had he never spoken up about it? Then again, they only met today so Venka didn't know much about him at all. Still, he was an interesting fellow to say the least. Cheering him on along with the rest of the crowd, the martial artist was excited and rooting for her acquaintance though it was undeniable his opponent was also very skilled. Gripping the bars of the railing, she suddenly grit her teeth however. Her crewmate got hit and it wasn't something to laugh off. On the ropes too! Seed was surely going to pummel and knock him out at this rate! C'mon Jaqk do something!!! It seemed like it was all over, Venka grasped her face and covered her eyes until the crowd suddenly roared. Opening them up she saw Jaqk on the other side of the ring and he was... Doing the exact same finishing move she used! The flying superman punch! He used to ropes to get the appropriate amount of distance and height but it was the same punch she used to knock out Big Lip! Her jaw dropping in awe, she was surprised to see anyone pull it out in an actual boxing match. Aside from herself of course... And so was Seed. The large man's body hitting the boxing floor with a loud thud before Jaqk even landed, the referee came between the two of them. No need for a count. The ref swung his arms that it was over, the bell ringing three times signalling the end of the match. Of course no one heard any of that, the crowd was so loud not even the announcers could get a word in. Venka, naturally, joined in with the cacophony. But then suddenly stopped as she realised... Her match was up next! Sprinting back to the dressing room, she readied her gloves in haste only to realise she didn't tap her hands yet. Damn, a proper second would have been really useful right about now... Whatever, she'd manage fine on her own, she's always been fine on her own! Arriving she rapidly began taping and wasn't even done when the staff came for her. On the walk to the ring, she was still fixing it up. Fastening her gloves with her teeth, she was blinded by a spotlight as the courier walked out into it. In the red corner... A young woman with explosive punching power, the only one in the tournament I might add... Venkaaaaaaaaaaaa... Spaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarks!" the announcer rang her in as she stood there with the hreads of her left glove in her mouth. The arena was still filled from the Brucie B and Seed match, so the overwhelming crowd response she got this time kind of stopped her in her tracks. Spitting out the threads gently, she just stared blankly in front of her as the triger approached he ring. "... And in the blue corner... The young master who's an exceptional all-rounder... Ken! The Master! Hashoooooooooookeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen!" the announcer continued. The crowd roared louder than for Venka, of course, she was the black horse in this tournament... Regardless, it rang differently as well. There were far more girlish screams as the man stepped into the ring. A tall caucasian man, slightly over 6 feet, long blond hair done in a ponytail, red and black shorts and amazing upper body... Shit, he definitly had some leg too... Oh gosh, his face wasn't half bad either... The courier jumped in the ring with conflicted feelings. Sure she didn't care once the bell rings but... How come such a handsome guy had to be her opponent huh?!? A bit flustered she removed her coat and slammed her gloves together, heaving a deep breath in and out. This would be fine, this would be okay, she just needed to win and not focus on- *DING-DING* |
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| AngelMayLaugh | Aug 16 2015, 03:17 PM Post #59 | |
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Amazing didn't even know what the hell had happened with Jaqk's match. Her boy won and that was all that she need to know. Frick the small stuff. The details were unimportant. For all she knew, she slithered into the ring and RKO'd that sucker and stole the win for the fisherman while the referee was distracted by someone. Rising up from her resting position in the break room on the bench, she threw her arms up and made some mocking crowd noises. "And she did it again! Amazing the Snake slimed her way to another win for her crew while the announcer was distracted! Another when for the New Mail Order!" her soft voice was supposed to be mocking a typical announcer but she was too drunk to know whether her impression was on fleek or not. "SHUT UP!" The loud shout from the manager—or whatever the hell her relationship was with him—of Brucie B. shut the courier right up as she proceeded to lean back into her resting position and turn. She whimpered to herself and grumbled about the mean old woman before she turned her attention to the television to see Venka on the screen. The match hadn't started yet so Amazing sat up to get herself in a more active position to cheer on the girl that kinda looked like her but not as kawaii. The tiny Marine was afraid to even eavesdrop on what was being said by the woman behind her in fear of an uncalled for verbal retaliation that would make her sad. Amazing didn't want to bother the winner of the match, so she refrained from disturbing him, figuring that the woman was already giving him enough of an earful despite a spectacular win from the masked mauler. Amazing was still a bit too full of energy, not content with just sitting on her tush, she began to lean form side to side while looking up at the monitor in anticipation of knockouts to come. The bells rang and for the next several minutes, Amazing's eyes would probably not leave the screen as her disciple, or so she thought, squared off with her new opponent. "Go Venka! Gooo!!!" She shouted at a rather feeble volume to not upset Veronica. Edited by AngelMayLaugh, Aug 16 2015, 03:19 PM.
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| ♥ Emoisum | Aug 21 2015, 06:07 AM Post #60 | |
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It was absolutely true, Jaqk's ear was getting quite full as he sat on the bench with a towel over his shoulder, the older trainer-like man who he had met at ringside was massaging his back but the scary Veronica would not shut up, though Jaqk couldn't exactly understand what she was saying as he was allowing it to flow through one ear and out the other. He seemed to be shaking some cobwebs, was he sobering up? "Your dumb style out there was nothing like Bruce's, but damned if it didn't work. Drunken Boxing is rare to see!" -- even when she was being nice to the man she was still yelling, "... D-drunk..?" -- the slurring words of Jaqk seemed to have faded, even though he had only said one word - it was clear that he didn't realize he was drunk. He vaguely remembers that back when he was playing blackjack with Grace and raking in all the dough, his subconscious had taken over while his sober-self was being locked away inside the curious mind of the fisherman. "When did I drink any--" -- before he was even able to finish.. Veronica had reached into her bag and pulled out a small bottle of vodka and pulled up Jaqk's mask and forced him to drink it - the entire, small container of it. It was something that Brucie would often use to simmer down after a fight, but Veronica knew that if she was going to have any chance at covering this up she would need this fisherman to be drunk. However, what she didn't know was that earlier, Jaqk had only had a single drop of some form of alcohol dropped into his drink - and this time she had given him way more than a single drop. He was the absolute lightest of drinkers.. "Oh goodness gracious oh me oh my here we go again...!" He faded, and immediately jumped up from the bench and landed next to his commanding officer, and the best woman he knew, "Caw-munder mu'um, I jus' wun't ya ta know 'dat you're one of teh bust tings to eve-er happun to meh." -- Veronica had pulled his mask back down, but he wrapped his arm around her and pulled the teapot commander close as he looked on to the TV and saw that Sparks was about to get it on. "'Eyyy it's 'da fine lay-dey~" -- he swayed back and forth with the commander. |
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