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| AngelMayLaugh | Oct 11 2015, 07:42 AM Post #76 | |
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"Y-Y-Your fruit, Ms. Grace." Amazing turned her head to see a young Marine officer opening her cage. It was a rather peculiar sight to see, as all of the other authority figures thus far had been casino and hotel security and not sanctioned officers of the Marines. He had chestnut-colored hair, ale skin, light-colored eyes and a nervous demeanor about him. Once the male entered into the cell, he promptly dropped the tray holding the fruit onto the floor upon meeting eyes with the woman. Similarly, her jaw dropped when she noticed the male up close. A defining feature, one might say, revealed itself at close range and identified him as someone from the past. A birthmark in the shape of a claw on the neck area, just poking out of the collar, revealed this person to be Patrick. A young man whom she attended the Marine academy with, Patrick was never really too good at anything aside from paperwoork. Filing documents and reports were his métier; something that the male was A1 at. Hopping up and dusting off her white sundress, the tiny Marine'es eyes lit up. She hadn't seen anyone from the academy in forever and she got along famously with Patrick, so it was something nice amidst a sea of unpleasant things that were going on on the monitor behind her. The two saluted one another before getting down to the business of pleasantries. "Patrick! It's good to see you!" Amazing chirped whilst getting closer to the male. He seemed to be a bit nervous about her and her approach, but knowing the male, she knew he meant no insult in the trepidation he had. He backed up when she approached; eventually finding himself back-to-bar with the cell bars. "Still 'Scaredy Pat'?" the smaller Marine jested with a slight chuckle as she stopped moving forward. The brunette Marine gulped and nodded his head in affirmation before taking a small step forward and looking around the cell and then eventually near the direction of the woman speaking to him. "So- I- er Amazi- Sorry, I forgot your rank, ma'am." "I'm a Commander now, Patrick! How about you?" The male averted his eyes for a second, more than he had been averting them before. "I was promoted to Lieutenant recently due to my outstanding restructuring of the file system on Revolution Island. Their filing procedures and information systems were quite rustic. You could say that I revolutionized it..." Amazing smiled as she remembered how her old friend's temperament changed when he spoke of filing and paperwork. It was like watching someone gain confidence in the blink of an eye. The male Marine was allowed to go on for a bit until he was finished with his talk of how things now handled on Revolution. "This place needed someone to file their tax returns and statements and the boss of this place is buddies with my boss, so..." "Patrick! I'm sorry to ask you this after just meeting again, but I need a BIG favor!" Amazing pointed to the fighters that had already started to go at it on the screen. "Those two are my subordinates! I need to put an end to this! I've sobered up now, I promise!" Amazing grabbed some grapes from the dropped tray and began munching on them as she looked up at her friend with the biggest yellow puppy dog eyes that she could possibly muster in her state of concern. The gardener began to regret not asking for veggies as well, knowing that she might have gotten something spicy to produce some tears in her eyes. Patrick, back to his nervous self, stared at the screen with an incredulous stare. "B-B-Brucie B. is your subordinate?" Not wanting to go into details about anything, Amazing simply nodded and let Patrick formulate a decision in his mind. |
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| ♥ Emoisum | Oct 14 2015, 11:06 AM Post #77 | |
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Our masked fisherman was able to keep his 'Teetering' movement in-check as even after Sparks had blocked his jab he didn't seem to lose a beat in his step as he was quick to regain "composure" - whatever that may be considered given the circumstances of Jaqk's situation. Having not paid too much attention to her last match, and even if he had his drunken state wouldn't allowed for much of it to be recorded into a useful memory; he wasn't one-hundred percent aware of what she was truly capable of in the squared-circle. With her sudden use of her hair as fists, with the right coming in that and the Fisherman's 'Imperfect Balance' allowed for it to be avoided, but he was grazed by the left to the torso and it allowed for Sparks to put some distance between the two of them, and twirling around after she reached the center of the ring, she started to circle - he just played along, some what, sluggishly moving in some similar pace. "It looks like Venka Sparks will be using some unique techniques in this match against Brucie B.! No holding back! Maybe we'll witness a lot more of this 'Four-Fist Ven!' throughout the match." -- "Remember, Brucie B. has completely changed his M.O. from his usual-self. There's no telling what-all we'll see from this match! The real winners - they're the fans!" "Grace~ Grace~ Grace~" -- he drunken slurred out loud over the sounds of the crowd that filled the air, "It's always~ aboot keeping Gray-ssa happy." -- Jaqk's drunken mindset wasn't Jaqk at all; this was a new person. It's hard enough that Sparks barely knew Jaqk to begin with, and now she's facing the Drunken version in one-on-one combat. And it seemed that.. he was talking differently, too. "Th'tis Fisherguy should l-let me out mor'a oftun, y'know?" -- there was an obvious grin that pushed through the masked as the two circled each other, "Wha'en that Velonicer lady gave pooor Jaqk-e more liquor than 'e had everr~ had.. I was'a able to come out and play.." -- he was ready to make his move as he stumbled forward and his body leaning downward as he, with great speed, teetered over to her and as he would close in on her with his Imperfect Balance, he'd veer off to the side - spring up and go for a wide hook to the side of her face. But Sparks was on her game of course, and he was countered immediately and whatever she had done in these quick-time events, he took a strong strike to the face that sent him tumbling back and falling onto his back.. before using whatever drunken momentum he had to follow-through and found himself leaning, casually against the ropes. Whatever she had hit with in her counter, a little bit of blood was visible through the cloth of the mask. The crowd was in shock, but roared anyway! It was a good hit and it hurt like hell, but in his drunken state, it was hard to feel a whole lot of anything. "M'muh'abey wit' Jaqk gone.. mubby I shold be referred to as.. 'Jaqker'." -- had the alcohol completely consumed him!? |
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| GlasgowSmiley | Oct 16 2015, 04:05 PM Post #78 | |
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His wide hook was exactly what Venka was waiting for. Leaning in and swaying her head past it, she crossed her own arm over his and powred through, punching the masked man straight in the face. His own luck was that he landed against the ropes and not hit the floor straight down. The second impact of his momentum with the ring would have been enough sudden shock to knock most men out, let alone someone who's been drinking... Keeping her guard up as he spoke, her face was determined as ever, heaving a little sigh as she shook her her head. The courier was met with shock and annoyance. To think Jaqk had issues like these that no one in the crew knew of. The masked fisherman needed help but Venka felt hesitant and conflicted on being in the shoes of the one ho had to do it. If anything she was afraid she'd overdo it. the crowd being hyped to the maximum as the fight begun to escalate into wounds, Venka could feel the weight of the duty put upon her. The tan courier needed to knock him out. Jaqk wasn't himself at all right now and before he said or did something he'd regret, she'd have to put an end to this. "... It's not about keeping Grace happy... It's about being there for your friends, caring for their feelings as well. No one likes watching their friends fight and you know... Even if I just met you today, that doesn't mean I don't care." the female boxer retorted to the drunken madman. Clenching her fist through the glove, she inhaled and exhaled deeply. "I don't really want to do this but... I'm gonna pull you back Jaqk..." the woman continued as her stance shifted. A wider, non-conventional stance for boxing. In fact, it was more of a karate stance if anything... Wait, it was! "Boxing isn't really my forte but... I'm a black belt in fishman karate since I was eight years old..." Venka added as she pulled back her right arm and shifted her stance with her left shoulder towards Jaqk. Breathing in deeply and breathing out slowly, she closed her eyes. In a flash, her right fist shot back forward but it seemed to have struck just thin air in front of the masked fisherman. A complete whiff? Merely a delayed effect. The air itself rippled and struck at the fisherman suddenly, would he block or avoid it in time? But even then, how would he block or dodge that... The courier had a fire burning in her stern eyes as she stared down her crewmate. "... If I have to... I beat the liquid poison straight out of you... It's gonna be painful... So just stay down, poyo..." she spoke, lowering her head a little. Playing the heel in these sort of things was definitely not her thing. the only reason she even lowered her head was to bite back the tears better. tech
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| AngelMayLaugh | Oct 19 2015, 01:09 AM Post #79 | |
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"I- It's a suuuuuper long story!" Amazing informed the man with a long sigh following. "That's not actually Brucie B., that's another guy that sorta looks like Brucie B. but really isn't! His name is- he's my subordinate, a Marine!" Amazing didn't want to rat out her subordinate by saying his name, but knew that it would most likely be found out anyways with a bit of research. Patrick looked around before seemingly coming to a decision. His arms folded and face nervous and conemplatory. After a few seconds, the male Marine began to walk towards the cell door and exit it before closing. Amazing's eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at her friend turning his back on her. She had never taken Patrick for a gutless rat and felt that there had to be some sort of reason for this sudden betrayal. "Amazing Grace. You're my superior, so I guess I shouldn't-shouldn't b-be ordering you around but... Please wait here while I do my thing! Once I erase the paperwork and give you immunity on this island, you will be released! I'll even unlock the door myself remotely." Patrick stood on the other side on the bars and grabbed two with his hands. "I'll be quick! Trust me, Grace!" Before Amazing said anything, the man took off with great haste in his step. The caramel-flavoured Marine stood there with nothing to do but to hope for his speedy work to come through and get her out. Exasperated mentally and somewhat physically, Amazing lifelessly dragged herself back over to the couch in the cell room and flopped down on it. The monitor was not producing the sound, there were speakers hooked up that produced the volume of what was happening. Though she may had been able to escape the visual reality of what was going on, the announcers voice still boomed through along with the cheers or jeers of the others that were confined to this area. It helped that 'Brucie B.' was used instead of Jaqk, but with the truth in her mind, it really did not matter significantly. The Commander cringed every time an announcer announced a successful hit. Amazing remained on the couch with her eyes covered but fingers slightly spread on those peepers like a kid watching a lewd scene on television. She was quite proud of Venka's ability to manipulate her hair by will! And the way Jaqk was taking the hits one after the other without falling despite his drunkeness-! Though their prowess was something to be proud of, the fact that it was being used to hit friendlies was something that could not be approved of. Though lacking obstinance in her refusal to look at the screen, the female Marine was still terribly set on getting out of there and stopping the fight from continuing. Even if she had to bust out of the cage with the gargantuan size and might of an elephant. Standing up and walking to the center of the cage, with defiance in her eyes, Amazing began to clench her fist and spread her legs should-width apart. It looked like the woman was ready to power up or at least do something drastic as her voice began straining and growling subtly. Features began rumbling and bulging as her complexion began to lighten. But before the tiny girl expanded, a buzzing sound preceded a click from close by. Stopping what she was doing and swinging her head, Amazing saw the cell creak open. |
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| ♥ Emoisum | Oct 20 2015, 08:26 PM Post #80 | |
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He wasn't too aware of what she was doing. However, it was when she mentioned 'Fishman Karate' and in that instance, even incoherent Jaqk had a hatred for Fishmen and merfolk alike. When she shifted positions, Jaqker was readying to brace himself for whatever may come; even drunk he knew a fair amount about the scum of the sea, and their form of combat. He himself would not partake in it, but knowing the way their martial art and general combat worked, he knew something bad was coming. Because of that, something 'slipped' out of his pocket and it hit the ground just after she launched her fist forward and with nothing coming at him directly yet, underneath Jaqker's feet a Trampolia seed sprouted and Jaqker himself was launched into the air, and crowd roared! However, the water-strike released by Sparks spread out all around her and hit the referee, sending him harshly into the turnbuckle! The crowd gasped as they saw him hit the mat. But Jaqker was in the air and the crowd quickly reverted their attention to that, "Must have fallen out of my pocket!!" -- he shouted toward Sparks as he angled himself to land close to her and would quickly, once hitting the mat, would teeter his way over to her, waving back and forth in an attempt to throw the sea scum off if only for a moment. When the time was right, he'd deliver a punch straight to the sternum and if it connected and the punch caused the air to be knocked out of her, he would follow with a heft hook directly to the face of his opponent. Techs
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| GlasgowSmiley | Oct 21 2015, 01:39 PM Post #81 | |
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The courier grit her teeth. The ref being knocked over only meant that he was too close in the first place. but Jaqk dodging by using that weird seed thing... Cheater. This fight would have been over had she had any pool of water to use. Still, even the attack just now was her holding back on her punches. Clenching her fists as Jaqk came down, she didn't block his next move. His weaving back and forth didn't matter for her. Not only was he not himself but he was also cheating. For as much as the crowd seemed to enjoy it, that trampoline was not something he should have had in the ring. The fishman's punch connecting with her chest, Venka just grit her teeth and held her breath to the best of her abilities. Raising her head again to face him, her gaze was piercing and her eyes somehow narrow. It was like staring down an actual tiger. Knocking his punch away with her hair arm, she raised her left arm to knock the fisherman over the top of his head to make his body go lower. "... Tiger Fang Combo..." she spoke as her second swing came from her right arm aiming straight at Jaqk's chin. "Let me put you back in the air since you like it so much!" the tanned female shouted as her uppercut shot up, ready to send her comrade flying for the stars themselves. She had dealt a fair amount with cheaters in combat sport. Back home she was hated for being a human and though she didn't know but right here she was still hated by Jaqk or Jaqker or maybe even both. *DING-DING* Stopping her fist but a mere centimetre away from the fisherman's face, she stepped back and began walking to her corner. No matter where she went, she didn't belong or was unwanted in the first. Heaving a sigh, the weight of the battle had gotten to her more than that punch ever could. Taking a seat on the stool, Venka stared downwards somewhat blankly. Her focus was out of whatever Ophelia would want to tell her. She could see her in the corner of her eye, probably shouting something about her not defending that punch on purpose. The younger of the her two seconds was massaging her legs and icing any blows she got. For someone in a frilly dress, she did quite well. Heaving a sigh, Venka wondered what she was even fighting for. Did she have a place in this crew or was she doomed to find another again? |
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| AngelMayLaugh | Oct 21 2015, 02:11 PM Post #82 | |
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The hustle of Amazing was... well, amazing! She burst through the cell door and managed to shout a quick thank-you to her former classmate and current friend before continuing along her way. Some punk guards tried to get in her way, but she simply shouted out the fact that she was on official Marine business to save some souls and that her pal would vouch for her to keep them all at bey. Running past the women that were about to get a piece of her mind earlier, the Marine Commander lashed her tongue out at them while making a crude noise to display the disdain she had for such rude people. Once she was out of the area and in some new, strange place, things got a lot more confusing for the the tiny Marine. "I don't know where I am!" she confessed out loud and in a distressed tone. Looking around, scrambling around, she tried to find a way back to the ring. A random server of some nearby foodery happened to hear the call of help Amazing had let out earlier and stopped the caramel female. Thinking that it had been another security guard, just with a different color outfit, the Marine was ready to lash the man verbally. How many times did she have to tell these people that she was a Marine? Friends with their superior? They seemed to not understand respect or favors. They also lacked a sense of urgency; not everyone had all day to save their friends from fighting. "Ay lil' mama! What's the rush? Where ya need to go, honey?" he asked. His features were unremarkable and there was not much to him that needed to be described to get a picture of what he looked like. The man was simply a man and that was all that needed to be said. Amazing was incredulous at first. Though he may have not been a security on second look—no walkie-talkie attached to him or cuffs or anything—he still may have been a molester of some sort or even worse: a playboy! Amazing backed up to get distance between herself and the seemingly helpful man to make sure that he did not try to touch her. "Yes! Help! I need to get to the ring- the match! My subordinates..." The jumbled mess from the female's mouth seem to have made sense to the man as he put his finger beneath his bottom lip and pondered on what she conveyed to him for a few seconds. Pointing toward the large double doors at the end of the section, the man told her to take a left, a right and then go straight to get to the concession area for the arena to seek further help there. "Thanks! I'm sorry I misjudged you!" The little caramel woman ran off with a smile on her face that quickly turned back down as she became even more concerned for her comrades now that she did not have an eye on them. |
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| ♥ Emoisum | Oct 23 2015, 06:16 PM Post #83 | |
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Jaqker showed absolutely no fear in the milliseconds leading to her knocking him to the skies with her uppercut, and didn't flinch even when she brought it to a halt at the sound of the bell. If she could see the drunken fools smile that was hidden behind the mask, it might have infuriated her that much more. Teetering backwards, he found his corner and dropped on the stool. The old man that was Brucie B.'s mentor or trainer, or what have you was getting to work on the masked man. Veronica made her way up to the side of the ring with a flask of liquor and she tempted to force it down his throat - but good guy old guy knocked it away and out of her hand! It hit the floor, pouring out! "Are you crazy, Veronica? Drinking before a match is one thing; a good luck shot. But during the match?" -- it seemed that good guy old guy wasn't in on the whole ordeal. Jaqker glanced to Veronica who looked angered, but grabbed him by the mask and pulled him closer, whispering something to him. Jaqker's head was nodding back and forth, he really didn't seem to care all that much. There was a moment he focused across the ring toward Sparks, and for whatever reason, he knocked his gloves together and then pointed at her with either of them - and then he pretended to punch himself. Was he taunting her, or was the inner Jaqk trying to tell her to win!? Whenever the second round was called, he'd walk back to the center. |
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| GlasgowSmiley | Oct 24 2015, 12:16 PM Post #84 | |
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Personal issues aside, she knew Jaqk wasn't himself now. The fisherman said it himself, Jaqk was out and Jaqker was in his place or whatever. Heaving a deep breath in and a slow exhale, Venka readied herself. Like a tiger with it's eyes on the prize, she'd have to beat the devil liquor possessing her crewmate. Being put in this situation, she was no fan of going about things this way. In fact, as surprising it may be, Venka liked solving her problems through non-violent solutions. Growing up as a human girl on an island that still collectively has a major distrust for humans however, she didn't have it easy proving herself back home. Hell, her boyfriend probably thought it was some fun game judging from how they ended up... Some violence was inevidble to solve problems the right way. And for all the fans here, as much as she didn't want to fight Jaqk... The courier didn't want to let down those rooting for her in the audience. It was a sport, nothing personal after all... At least on her end. *DING-DING* Venka didn't even wait for Jaqk to shuffle over to the centre of the ring. She was serious to end it as quickly as possible. Time to pull out all the guns and dakadaka till nothing was left. It was time for a real... Showstopper. The entire ring shaking from her dash from the corner, she aimed meet Jaqker straight back in his own. Her body weaving to the side, she began her relentless assault. "Jolt... Flicker!" Exclaiming those words, Venka began barraging her possessed fisherman comrade with whip-like punches. The lashing being heard in the air with every strike, even with his deceptive drunken boxing weaving, she was going to hit her mark. Not just both her regular arms, her hair arms working in tandem to to cover every single square inch of the corner she pinned Jaqker in to quite literally beat the liquor out of him. It'd be painful and pretty inhuman to do this but... It was the fastest way to settle this. Through his sweat, she'd strike. Through the air in his lungs, she'd strike. Through his blood, she'd strike. Every single drop of alcohol, every semblance and every little inch of territory Jaqker had... Venka would beat out of him until only Jaqk remained. And sadly, it'd be a broken Jaqk too. "... Strike like lightning, roar like thunder..." Techs
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| AngelMayLaugh | Oct 26 2015, 02:53 PM Post #85 | |
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Bursting through the door, Amazing entered into the area she was pointed toward by the helpful man. There was only one caveat to it though: the place was a literal ghost town. Tumbleweed rolled past on the waxed floor. The Marine squinted to see what it actually was and it was just cotton candy. Shaking her head to get back on track, the little caramel engine that could whipped her head around furiously for anything that could help her find her way to the main event area. Noise could be heard coming from all around but no doors to the ring could be seen from the woman's current position. "I gotta find a way!" she said as she took off to find her crewmates. Aimless running ensued up until Amazing encountered a big map that looked more like a billboard to the minuscule woman. YOU ARE HERE caught her immediate attention and was heeded. The text on the board was scanned and rescanned for points of interest. Something useful showed up on the third read through of the text. 'When events are already underway, please use the top section to enter into the stadium area.' Amazing's eyes lit up once she realized what she needed to do. After starting to take off, the Marine Commander promptly returned to the map to see where the closest set of stairs were so that she could promptly scale them and get to those two that needed her help the most. Climbing the flight of stairs was even more taxing than climbing the tower on Machine Island. Maybe not physically, but certainly emotionally. When reaching the top, she was greeted by a few security guards that bombarded her with questions like: 'Where are your parents?' 'Are you lost?' 'Want some candy?' So annoyed with these misogynists that didn't respect the fact that a woman could be short AND self-sufficient, she began to tell them off until realizing tht she was wasting time when hearing the dings going on behind the doors that signaled the match starting up again. "I'm Marine... I mean- I'm a Marine! Commander Amazing Sylvette Grace!" The woman glared up at all of the offending man and one obese woman before telling them to call their superior and then ask for Patrick to confirm. The security staff took their sweet time in doing what they needed to do and that annoyed the Marine. The fact that they did not listen and believe what a woman told them was the worst! Something had to be done. Jaqk was a ble to take hits and was a strong guy, but Amazing witnessed Venka's muscles in the flesh. The woman was a goddamn badass and even if she meant well, a strong hit could seriously hurt the fisherman. "I gotta go in..." |
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| ♥ Emoisum | Oct 30 2015, 05:41 AM Post #86 | |
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Given literally no way out of the corner Jaqker was doing his best to avoid each and every strike that was coming his way, but the onslaught from Sparks didn't appear that ti'd be ceasing anytime soon. Veronica wasn't able to refuel him with the poison and because of that his Imperfect Balance and drunken style wasn't going to be getting him any further. The crowd was roaring for Bruce to get out of the corner and fight back but no matter what Jaqk did, he had no time to react proper to anything. Each punch connected and with each one, Jaqk slowly began to sober up. While a portion of the crowd was all riled up for Sparks, the remainder were awe struck that Brucie B. had no fight left in him and it was only the second round! And the referee didn't even try to pull Sparks from the corner or enforce any rules! Eventually Jaqk would just become a punching bag and if she continued, she'd be beating an already unconscious man. The alcohol on top of the relentlessness of her attack, there wasn't anything left for the man. Not only would Jaqk's sweat cover Sparks, but his blood, too - his body wasn't built tough, and it was shown that he was bruised all over from her whipping strikes. The referee called for the bell and it kept chiming, over and over again. Jaqk, or rather, Brucie B's old-couch friend rushed to the ring as our masked fisherman wasn't moving or responding. In disgust, and with the rush of medical personnel and such - Veronica took this time to try and make her exit. Lying there, Jaqk's mind drifted to nothingness- to darkness. There wasn't anything to see, or feel. |
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| GlasgowSmiley | Nov 1 2015, 03:10 PM Post #87 | |
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One last punch as the bell was chiming in her head, Venka let the fisherman go. The odd splash of blood on her arms, torso, legs and even in her hair, she was catching her breath as Jaqk was being escorted away on a stretcher by medics. Gritting her teeth as she saw his beaten face, she really went overboard... Well, she couldn't see his face but the damage was visible all over his body. While the crowd did have some enthusiasm and clapping for her victory the vast majority was silent in shock. Lowering her head, the courier just wanted to get out of the ring. But none of that for her yet. The announcer approached her, belt under his arm. Oh no, the formalities? The tan boxer really did not want to go through that... "Ladies and Gentlemen, that was a spectacular start and end of the second round! Venka Sparks going in with a straight Blitzkrieg victory! It seemed like Brucie B. was not ready for the can of lightning that Sparks unleashed! Please give a round of applause for our official annual Fight Night Champion!" Handing her the belt, Venka stared at it with a slightly fearful look in her eyes. She liked prizes and belts especially for fighting competitions but this one was not one she would ever take pride in. Slinging it over her shoulder, she wanted to leave but was stopped by the announcer again. "Any words to spare for your fans?" he asked her, handing the microphone over. For a moment there, Venka just wanted to toss the whole thing away and burst out in tears. Trying to bit herself through it she just lowered her head some more. "I'm... Sorry... I never wanted it to end like this... I'm sorry..." she spoke handing the mic back and headed for her corner. The announcer was surprised as was most of the crowd. Who apologises for winning by a brilliant K.O.? Given she went overboard and probably would have made sure no normal man would ever enter the ring again but... She won? Tears started rolling down her eyes as she crawled out of the ring and was rushing for the changing rooms. Ophelia followed suit but was falling behind in steps. "Darling, wait up! We need to do a check on you~! she reached out but the courier was in far too much haste to slow down. In the shower again, Venka had quickly stripped herself off the bloody uniform. For as much as she could wash the blood and sweat away, this feeling of shame and sadness... That would stick. Sinking down to her knees, she grit her teeth as her left hand slid down the shower wall as well. Her legs were killing her, a lot of her body was now more sore than ever. Her left clenching a fist, she raised it and slammed it into the wall, leaving a set of cracked tiles in the wake of the impact. "... Jaqk's gonna hate me... Amazing is gonna hate me... Might as well just leave on my own and save them the trouble... of... dealing... with... the... P-p-p-paperwoooooooooooooooooork!" Venka burst out in tears as her head also collided with the shower wall. The water in the shower made it hard to distinguish between actual tears and the clean hot steam smokescreen base but rest assured. Rivers are flowing. |
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| AngelMayLaugh | Nov 3 2015, 01:58 PM Post #88 | |
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In a rare moment of being a bad girl, Amazing cursed and showed more push than being shoved. "Let me through, dammit!" she trumpeted while bowling forward through the much bigger guards of the security for the arena. A mental sorry was given to her parents and the one and only man in the sky before one was given in respect to the guards that she may or may not have injured. After finishing her breakthrough pose like some sort of sentai, the Marine Commander charged forward toward the door now that no one was in her way. Throwing her arms out, she pressed against the door with all of her might and made both metal structures swing all the way around to hit the walls they were attached to. "GUYS STOP- ...!" Amazing barged in on the fight at the worst possible time. Despite the heinous description given by another author in this tale by three, the scene was not that gruesome. Maybe it was but the Marine Commander was too far away to get areal good look at the scene to see all of the minute details like blood being shed and that she did not once glance at the huge monitor showing the fight closeup above the ring. Either way, it was still one of her subordinates pummeling the flip out of another one. The feet of the tiny woman struggled to move out of utter consternation. Once she was finally able to move again the bell had been rung... and again and again and again to show that the beating of Jaqk was savage beyond regulation. Amazing fell to her knees, collapsing soon afterward. She was exhausted beyond belief from the trials and tribulations and shenanigans that had ensued during the day. Laying there as the fight was brought to a close, the woman could do nothing but try to crawl forward though fell at every attempt she made to centimeter closer to the main event area. Venka ran off running and Jaqk was put on a stretcher or something. Not completely passing out, her vision simply became hazy as the rest of the events unfolded. The security guards had finally caught up to her and picked her up off of the ground. Despite being out of it, she could tell that things were different this time around as their hold on her was more supportive than forceful. Out of all the thing said to her, Amazing only heard one question asked. "Where to, Commander Grace?" Amazing couldn't even tell who had asked her the question but felt relieved that she was no longer a wanted person in the establishment. A soft smile and sigh accompanied her answer. Pointing to the ring, or where she surmised the ring to be in her grogginess, the Marine turned before speaking up to her new carriers. "I'm... I'm entrusting you to deliver me to that girl... that woman Venka Sparks' locker room. She's my subordinate. Also make sure J- Brucie B. doesn't leave before I speak to him. Patrick will back me up." Amazing settled back into the hold of the security guard carrying her as he began to carry her to the locker room where Venka resided after he had told his men to convene with Patrick to confirm 'Brucie B.' be treated in the hotel. Arriving at the room that Venka occupied was rather quick. There were two unknowns waiting outside the door. "I'm sorry dears, but my little boxer is taking some personal time right now. No media inquiries!" Amazing didn't really get a good look at them but even with her blurred vision, she still turned to them to try and show them the proper respect when replying. One was rather tall and 'poofy' looking while the other was shorter and with what the Marine could only describe as a blond blur at the top of her person that extended all the way down as far as the impacted vision could see. It was nice that Venka had met some people that cared about her wellbeing, or so it seemed, but this was Marine business. "I'm this woman's squad leader. Commander Amazing Grace! Please give me and Venka some alone time for the rest of the night. We'll be visiting our friend after we talk. I'll be sure to tell her to meet with you after we finish our business tomorrow!" It was agreed to without much of a fight by the party. Amazing was able to open the door to the room and walk in before lying back on the nearest sitting space and waiting for her subordinate to finish whatever she was doing behind the closed doors. |
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| GlasgowSmiley | Nov 4 2015, 02:14 PM Post #89 | |
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Steam and tears clouding her vision, Venka closed off the water and pulled herself up. Still stuck with a case of the sniffles from her crying , she wiped her eyes a bit as she approached the bathroom mirror. Wiping off the condensed water on it, she took a good look at herself... And nearly burst out crying again. Her hair shortening itself to a short bob, she rubbed her towel over her head as the sniffles wouldn't end. Swinging the cloth around her shoulders it was just long enough to cover her breasts. Most of all she just wanted to climb in bed or a hot bath or something right now... Well there was a bed in the dressing room? Seemed like a good solution. Treating the burn wound on her face and re-applying a new band-aid on it, she noticed the knuckles of her hand were bleeding slightly. A little shriek escaped her as she suddenly was reminded of the fight but as it was replaces with a hasty post-cry sniffle, the courier realised it was probably from punching the shower tiles. Cleaning the wound, Venka treated it and wrapped a cloth bandage around it. Slipping into a pair of white panties, it was basically all she was wearing as she opened the door that separated the bathroom. Walking outside, she was still slightly crying and rubbing her eyes. "Hey *sniff* Ophelia... Mind if *sniff* I take a *sniff* little nap? I-..." the tan courier spoke as she suddenly noticed her commanding officer. Her eyes opened wide and they tore up back to full waterworks levels. In fact, one could start questioning if it was even possible to produce this amount of salty water from a human's eyes. dropping down on her knees, her face towards the ceiling and a clear liquid that just wouldn't stop flowing down her cheeks. "G-g-graceeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!! I'm soooooooooooooooooorrrrrrrrrrryyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!! I didn't want to and -and-and-and Jaqk wasn't-... Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..." The scene was much like watching a little girl that got caught doing something bad and felt really bad about it. Her hands trying to wipe the tears but it was a futile attempt. "You haaaaaaaaaaaa-aaaaaaa-aaaaate me, don't you? I'm sorryyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!! I-I-I-I-I-I... Waaaaaaa-aaaaaaaaaa-aaaaaaaaaaa!!!" |
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AngelMayLaugh (6/9/14 8:25:03 PM): ICY BRINGING THE FIRE![]() The Antagonists
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| AngelMayLaugh | Nov 5 2015, 03:08 PM Post #90 | |
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Amazing viewed the state of her newest friend after said friend relieved the shower room of herself before coming out into the main portion. It didn't take long for the waterworks to start, which was surprising as the Marine Commander would not have taken her new subordinate as the crying type. Unlike the woman opposite her, Amazing did not shed a single tear. At least no tears escaped initially. The short female shook her head from side to side with minute movements before smiling softly. A 'please don't cry' almost escaped the caramel lips of the sitting Marine but was quickly interrupted by more crying and wailing that didn't seem to be stopping or calming down one bit. "It's alright Venka. I sobered up a bit since before so I kinda know what happened earlier." Amazing exasperatedly sigh as her shoulders slumped downward and her general position became a bit less tense overall. "Me and him were drunk. And he was seriously turned up. I can't remember what happened but I think that the woman, Brucie B.'s trainer or whatever, may have given him even more than he had when we were in the casino. That wasn't Jaqk out there and..." This is the point where Amazing began shedding tears. Just one drop interspersed from each eye every few seconds followed by a more steady stream. "Idd nod yer fauwt!" she cried with tears overflowing from her eyes. "Jahg wash jrunk! You sabed him from hurdding inniewan!" Amazing tried to quickly pull herself together by wiping her face several times to combat the tears as they rolled down. Without being able to clear her face, Amazing decided to simply motion by slapping the space next to where she was seated for Venka to come and sit down next to her. There were a few more tears to be shed between the two women before they could stop crying. |
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