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Post by Kazuma on Apr 12, 2007 23:41:28 GMT 1
As Kazuma charged he knew something would be comming his way as Bruce didn't didn't move, but Kazuma felt he would take the chance and go for the shoulder ram feeling Bruce would not be able to stop him unless he tried to trip him at the last second which was what he was prepared for.
Never would he thought Bruce would attack him the way he did, apparently they were both the kind of fighters willing to take damage to give damage. He could not stop or even soften the blow to the left side of his jaw, it connected powerfuly and he could swear he heard bells ringing through his head, but he would continue the charge forcing his shoulder into Bruce as he originally had but as soon as he did he stopped allowing Bruce to fly through the air.
The blow to his jaw had knocked off his balance he had to stop for a second though he raised his fist immediatly to defend knowing Bruces ability to bounce back quickly. He could feel a bit of anger building up inside of him though he was doing his best to supress the rage that normally built up in a good fight, if not thier frenidly little fight would take a turn for the worst.
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Post by koenig on Apr 13, 2007 2:04:39 GMT 1
(As I flew backwards through the air I curled up as best as ic ould. Hitting the ground hard I rolled and got up, the shoulder ram still had hit and left it's mark, but my knee had left more of an impression, that i was sure of)
"Kazuma, let it all go buddy, I want to see you fight at your best, now get angry"
(I said to him as I continued to smile. I could tell from the way he seemed to be trying to stop himself from certain things. It was true that most fighters when they had pent up rage became sloppy fighters, predictable and absolutely powerless, but there were some exceptions like me, kazuma, kazuki and a few others, where ones rage is his greatest fuel in combat. In norse tribes these fighters were called berserkers. Maybe just maybe if he lost himself to his rage, then we would have a fight of the ages)
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Post by Kazuma on Apr 13, 2007 5:27:20 GMT 1
Bruce had no idea what he was asking for, wanting Kazuma to get angry was like adding gas to a fire. Sure you would get a bigger flame but it would be uncontrollable and would cause destruction to everything in it’s wake. Kazuma knew he could spar with Bruce while controlling his temper but Bruce did ask for it and Kazuma respected him to much to deny his friend the challenge he so eagerly wished for. Kazuma took a quick look over at Teneile who sat so quietly and peacefully waiting for them to finish so they could all sit down to a picnic lunch.
“Fine I’ll give you as much as I can control…when you see me lose it though ether run or take me out”
Kazuma’s stance changed completely his legs spread to should width and he bent at the knees, and his fist that were up at his face dropped down to his elbow height. He was forcing his heart to pump faster by tensing and flexing all his muscles, and then he added the emotion of anger into the mix. The pain in his head brought back the memory of the baseball bat he had taken to the right side of his face and that was enough to fuel him into a semi berserk level. His shirt began to stretch and veins the width of garden snakes could be seen bulging out all over his body, traveling all the way up his neck and even his face and forehead.
He was in a state of controllable anger, a sentient berserker so to speak. This was a new technique for him to try out, a level far beyond his normal but just below that extreme beast that had once taken out so many fighters he tattooed the triple digits on the back of his neck. But there was a problem with this new and unmastered technique…he could easily lose himself in his anger which would turn him into the beast which would attack friend, foe and even lover.
His legs straightened and his fist began to raise back into a boxing position shaking from his now extremely tensed muscles. His foot slammed into the ground with such force it made the soil beneath it sink and as he pushed off with his right foot moved slightly quicker then he had just a moment ago. He used this leap and several steps to close the gap between them. The fire in his eyes had grown, they were crying for battle and blood.
His first move in this new state or fighting prowess and strength would be a simple right cross which fly faster and stronger then any of his punches had at this point. He was aiming for the center of Bruces forehead, he knew he would dodge the blow easily but it was actually a show of good will to let Bruce know what he was getting into, knowing Bruce had a knack for reading the force and speeds of strikes. If he was dumb enough to actually take the hit Kazuma’s left leg was ready to shot out for a side kick to Bruce’s obloquies.
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Post by koenig on Apr 13, 2007 5:38:25 GMT 1
(Seeing kazuma tense up his muscles and start to fuel himself I smiled slightly, As he did this I reached up to my face and wiped the blood away from it, To fight a beast of a man such as kazuma on this level i would have to match him. As the veins on his whole body began to pop out from his skin I clencehd my fists and brought up all the pain I had been through, all the people I ahd lost. As the anger began to build inside of myself I continued to feed the every consuming fire that was my anger. thinking of how helpless and useless I was when my Brother was killed in front of me.
The rage inside of me was trying to breka out now, fighting to get free. My only family, my brother, the only person that was my own blood was killed because of ME.
I kept thinking to myself over and over until my eyesight became almost blurry, the rage was too much, it was raging for blood. As he began to close the distance I arched my backa nd threw my hands out wide)
"AGHHHHHH"
(I screamed to the sky in a more animal and primal roar then something human. As I looked down I could see him throwing a hard and fast cross for my head. ducking my head down while bending slightly forward at the waist I took two hard steps and threw myself left shoulder first as hard as I could at his right exposed ribs from having his arm extended. I had washed the blood dye off of my face because It had been years since I had gone berserk in a fight, and I wanted to show kazuma the respect he deserved by fighting him with everything I had)
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Post by Kazuma on Apr 13, 2007 6:00:29 GMT 1
It seemed Bruce knew how to tap into the rage that Kazuma often held back for his own reason. It would make the fight much more interesting as they were no longer regular men going at it but more like animalistic fighters.
His cross was dodge like he thought it would be but he had expected Bruce to dodge to the sides not down. His left shoulder slammed into Kazuma's right side, he felt his body jerk back slightly and pain shot through right side. The pain angered Kazuma who went right into another attack. Because his body had arched down slightly becuase of Bruces attack he could see his opponent beneath him who had been stopped by Kazuma's bulk.
Kazuma's Left fist shot down and diagnoly heading towards the square of Bruces exposed back, his he saw it he could roll to the side missing the blow if not Kazuma blow would probably throw Bruce right into the ground
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Post by Teneile on Apr 13, 2007 9:42:26 GMT 1
Teneile watched them silently as they fought each other. Going from small things like kicks, punches, and dodges to getting more and more serious. She had never seen kazuma fight before it was one of the reasons she had come her but right now she was reading her book and trying not to be in the way. However, it was sometime later that words were exchanged again and she looked up seeing kazuma freaking out so to speak. His body seemed to grow in size and her eyes widened having never seen him reach this level of anger before she was completely captiviated. The man across from him wiped something that looked like blood off his face and readied for the attack before screaming up into the air.
Teneile pulled her legs up to her chest and leaned into them her head on her knees as she watched Kazuma fight all bulked out like this. She knew that, or hoped at any rate, if she needed to she could stop him. Because she knew he could cause a lot of damage and in a state like this there was no telling what he would do. Still, if she had to, she would hug him no matter the state and even if she got a little hurt bringing him back to reality was something she was willing to do. She watched ready to move in if she needed to. Watching her boyfriend the one that only relaxed around her, the one she could calm with a touch and get him to smile more than anyone else. But he had the same effect on her and of anyone that she had met, she knew that she had the power to stop him. Because she was not afraid of him. Not in the least.
She didn't say anything but she was watching closely now her eyes following the two boys not really wanting to have to nurse one or the other back to health but she would if she had to she loved Kazuma. And she wanted to get to know his friend, there was a first aide kit in the picnic basket so she was prepared should it take that kind of turn. Still she didn't want to have to use it. Silently she watched. Ready to calm her boyfriend down no matter the cost.
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Post by koenig on Apr 13, 2007 23:15:04 GMT 1
(As I stopped due to kazumas massive bulk I suddenly felt as if a sledgehammer had hit my back. Slamming down flat to the ground I grunted. As I hit the ground though I embraced the pain, I used it to feed my fuel of rage.
Snarling slightly while I was on my stomach I planted my hands and pushed up slightly I then brought my left knee in so it was on the ground crunched up to my chest. I would then suddenly Pivot my hips to my right and pull with my hands while bringing my extended right leg around hard in a sweep aimde for kazumas left leg. If he lifted his leg at a distance like this my sweep would continue through to hit the inside of his right leg.)
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Post by Kazuma on Apr 13, 2007 23:38:12 GMT 1
Bruces sweep took him off guard, his left leg lifted immediatly but he had forgoten aboth his right which was hit hard. The semi crazied giant fell to the ground, his back hitting the soil with a loud thud though most of the pain was in his leg and side which made him forget about the slam his back took to the ground.
Although he would not stay down long as anger was fueling him, he turned to his left side to get his hands underneath him, using them he forced himself up, he stumbled a bit as he put some presure on his right leg. "resorceful bastard" he said aloud refering to bruce, the pain in his right leg would keep the gaint alittle less mobile then he normally was but he was still good to fight
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Post by koenig on Apr 15, 2007 21:53:02 GMT 1
(After sweeping kazumas feet I rolled tot he side and gained my feet. Watching him get up I continued to grit my teeth through the anger that was fueling me. The veins in my neck could be seen almost exploding from my neck.)
"like I said kazuma, you better not take me lightly, otherwise you may not last"
(I said through gritted teeth before I clenched my fists and let out a primal snarl. I then shot after kazuma. When i neared kicking distance i lept off my back leg and did an old but very resourcful Muay Thai technique. I threw my right knee up in a flying knee aimed for his sternum, at the same time my hands were extended in punches one aimed for his left shoulder and one for his right. This was a technique that made it very hard for an opponent to dodge due to it being three attacks at once with all of my momentum behind it)
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Post by Kazuma on Apr 15, 2007 22:26:17 GMT 1
Kazuma could feel real anger building up inside of him but he kept himself in control, though right now he could feel himself slipping as voices in his head began to speak and chant (Destroy him…destroy them all) The voice was not another personality but instead his repressed angers and ambitions, bottled up into one violent being that came out once his rational mind could no longer keep hold of this world.
He watched Bruce close in once again, his attack was one that for the larger man would be hard to dodge, infact trying to dive to the sides would only give him openings on his sides which Bruces flying knee would probably dig into. His only other option was to turn Bruces attack against him and make sure they were both hurting after words. He put his left leg inback of him, it would hold better then his still shaky right one. Kazuma’s right fist positioned it self itself for what would be and uppercut directed toward Bruce’s abdomen .
At the moment Bruce’s knee hit Kazuma sternum his own fist would shoot out for his own attack hopping that the blows to the shoulders would not take away from his uppercuts attack
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Post by koenig on Apr 15, 2007 22:59:08 GMT 1
(As we both connected I felt the hard uppercut connect with my abdomen. Exhaling as soon as it hit to keep myself from beeing winded more then i would be, Flying backwards through the air due to his own strike I could see a trail of blood coming from my mouth as i flew backwards. Hitting the ground my body rolled backwards uncontrollably for a couple of feet before coming to a stop.
Getting up slowly I began exhaling and inhaling to revive my body from the winding strike. Getting up slowly I spat the rest of the blood from my mouth out and smiled as I stared at kazuma.)
"good good, I knew you wouldn't let me down"
(I said still smiling before I clenched my fists together and screamed out)
"ARGHHHHH"
(And with that my pain was forgotten, everything was forgotten except blood. Shooting forward I had my hands out wide as an eagle was soaring. When i neared kazuma I brought my hands across my body hard with my fists balled. my right fist was aimed for his left side ribs, while my left fist was aimed for his right cheekbone. As I brought my hands across i yelled)
"KOSOGA"
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Post by Kazuma on Apr 15, 2007 23:44:39 GMT 1
Kazuma’s heart felt as though it skipped a beat once Bruces knee smashed into his sternum. His body was built for taking large amount of punishment and lucky for him Bruce knew how to deal it. He kept his body planted but in truth he could no longer really move around to easily, Bruces hits had begun to take their toll and Kazuma was keeping his ground in an attempt to stop him from making it worse. If he was in the same state of mind Bruce was in pain would not be the problem but his refusal to totally lose himself was having its repercussions.
“Your going to take it this far huh…”
He watched as Bruce hands reached out clenched in fists as he screamed out. Kazuma’s arms took a defensive position he would have to stay on guard for a few minutes till the tingling pain in his leg and chest subsided alittle . Bruce shot forward with speed that Kazuma could never match his arms spread out wide. (What the hell…is he getting sloppy) he thought to himself.
His fist shot toward him at the same time, Kazuma could not predict were they were going and he kept his arms high. His right fist slammed hard into his ribs , he could actually feel them bend giving way to Bruces force, his left fist then slammed into the right side of his face which would have been worse if his arms had not been up high, catching Bruces arm slightly slowing the fist attached to it slightly.
Kazuma took the pain, though he could not bring his fist in to give a decent punch he would show Bruce he was not the only fighter with a good elbow. His pushed forward with his planted feet and brought his left elbow in, he would use it almost like a ramrod right into the right pectorial of Bruces chest. It would not hit extremely hard but it would push Bruce back if anything allowing him to bring his arms back in so he could again throw his hard punches.
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Post by koenig on Apr 16, 2007 4:02:45 GMT 1
(As my hits connected I was about to throw more relentless attacks. Only to be pushed back hard by his elbow to my pec. It wasn't an attack built to seriously hurt or anything, but since it was the end of his elbow that hit me It still left quite a dull pain etching on my chest.
Somewhere in the back of my head I wanted kazuma to lose it to his anger, to let it all go. That way i would be able to fully test myself, to fight life with death, that was what I wanted at the moment. I was trying to put kazuma into a corner he would not be able to back out of, then when he wouldn't be able to go anywhere he would give in, then he would fight back like a wild beast. That was what i was pushing for at the moment. Then when he did that, then i would be able to fight at my full potential. Then i would be able to do something I hadn't done in years.)
"let it all go kazuma, LET IT AL GO!"
(I screamed as I took a step forward to close the distance between us. I would then lunge forward with my left leg and bring my right elbow up and over myself to come down hard aimed for his left shoulder. This would cause my upperbody to be facing downards with my right hand at my chest and elbow up and out. I would then follow up by shooting upwards with my left elbow out aimed for the butt of his chin)
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Post by Kazuma on Apr 16, 2007 4:51:00 GMT 1
Bruce closed the gap between the so quickly he didn’t have time to defend and so his shaky legs reacted. As Bruce’s right elbow came down Kazuma took a step back swaying his left shoulder behind him with his step to avoid the hit. As soo a Bruce went down though he shot back up this time using his left elbow, Kazuma who was still moving back unable to stop because of his side took the blow to his chin which Knocked him back down on the ground
As he fell so many things ran through his head, old memories, old fights and worst of all that voice. He had already rolled onto his hands and knees as the voice began speaking to him and the world seemed to stop. (Kazuma…why are you holding back so much now…is it because of her) the voice said and Kazuma looked over at Teneile from the corner of his, she looked so worried about the friends who fought each other like they were fighting to the death. He knew that was how both fought all the time but they tended to use moves that were much more violent against those they dispised, because they were friends this was more of a test of skill and strength.
*Cue evil music* (Let me out…let me shed some blood…if she stays out of it you know she’ll be fine…) At this point Kazuma actually lost it, he could no longer actually keep that aspect of his personality down. He stood up and there was something different in his eyes as he began the change. His veins and muscles grew just a slight bit more, and the world blurred for him. There was so much strain on his body and to his mental state. The blood vessels in his eyes began to burst which only sent pain through his now savage mind turning the whites of his eyes red, and if there was any question of his sanity his right eye shut tightly which was a clear sign he was about to live up to his nick name.
He stood up and his hand reached up and grabbed his muscle shirt, he ripped the fabric away from his body like it was a play thing tossing it to the side. Right now he resembled the pictures of himself that once donned his basement, Teneile who watched the two fighters knew what would probably happen next.
As the pain that held him back a second ago died away as he eyes Bruce, it was then his last reconisable word growled out, he would not longer be speaking any true words nor would he hear anything that would be said to him. His assault on Bruce would only stop now till Bruce could no longer move and the monster that was now Kazuma had his fill of blood shed
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Post by koenig on Apr 16, 2007 4:57:45 GMT 1
(As kazuma Dropped from my attack i backe dup a second to let him regain himself. Only to find that he wasn't letting me down. Seeing his veins get bigged and his eyes go red from the popping of his blood cells I smiled evily. Good good now I would be able to fight how I wanted to for so long. How I craved to like a meth addict craves. Seeing him rip off his shirt I began to clench my hands together. This was no longer just a fight between friends. This was a battle of berserkers. This would be a fight like no other.
Ripping the tape off my hands and feet I continued to smile)
"good good, now we shall begin to play"
(I said in a voice unlike my own. Now I would show kazuma my true strength. It was time for brucey boy to take a back seat to the sadistic killer. It was time for me to show kazuma and teneile why I was given the nickname, "The Reaper")
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Post by Kazuma on Apr 16, 2007 5:25:53 GMT 1
Kazuma didn't wait, his body crouched down and then like a missle he shot off. His right fist was clenched behind him as he flew toward Bruce. As soon as he got within striking distance his fist would shot foward aiming for Bruces sternum, if the attack went as planned as soon as his feet would hit the ground he would throw a hard left aiming toward the right side of bruces rib cage.
The battle would be slightly different now as Kazuma would be doing alot of leaping and lunging and would actually beging to use his legs in battle were he could.
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Post by koenig on Apr 16, 2007 5:31:56 GMT 1
(As he leapt at me I waited with an evil smile. Seeing his right hand cocked back it was quite apparent what he was going to do. As he threw the punch I shuffled to my left face. This would cause his punch to pass over my right shoulder. As his bbody would still be coming forward since his feet would either be just beggining tot ouch the ground or not touching it at all yet. I would use his forward momentum against him.
I would throw a right roundhouse kick aimed for his left ribs. If my attack went as planned and kazuma was still in front of me I would then while my leg was still in the air, Pivot my hips hard to my right while jumping up in the air slightly and tourque my upper body to the right hard too to throw another left roundhouse kick this time aimed for his head. For once I was happy to be in a fight like this against my friend, because I knew that no matter how hard we beat each other, we would hold no grudges against one and other)
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Post by Kazuma on Apr 16, 2007 22:49:20 GMT 1
As Kazuma’s feet hit the ground his blow missing Bruce completely he felt a thud hit the left of his rib cage. His body didn’t budge not even reacting to the pain he would have normally felt. Pain was why Kazuma wanted to hold back from becoming this monster, in this fully enraged state he felt nothing, heard nothing he could not ever recognize Bruces face. Without his rational mind Kazuma was just a crazed animal that would continue to fight until he was ether knocked out or calmed down.
His eyes were focused on Bruce as he set up for the continuation of his onslaught. As soon as he saw Bruce jump his body twisting in the air Kazuma reacted. As Bruces kick came closer to the to the right side of his head his right arm flew up and his muscles tensed up, his kick was stopped by Kazumas massive forearm which gave in slightly to the force of his kick. Kazuma bent at the knee’s and with a left open palm shot it out at bruces body. It didn’t matter where it would land Kazuma just wanted to throw Bruces body back hoping he would fall to the ground.
If the palm struck him and the effect was what he need kazumas would leap into the air after him his right fist would be over his head. As his body came down that fist of his would come down with monsterous force crashing into Bruces body unless he was able to roll away from it. He would normally never fight a friend like this but he was no longer really himself, this mindless thing he had turned into wanted blood and violence
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Post by koenig on Apr 17, 2007 5:19:44 GMT 1
(As my second kick was blocked I was suddenly sent flying backwards through the air. Feeling a dull thud in my stomach I knew that was where kazuma had hit. As I was flying backwards I could see the giant frame of kazuma following up. Good.
Hitting the ground hard I feinted being hurt so that kazuma would have no idea what my intentions were. Laying on my back I waited until he was past the point of no return. When his body was fully in the air. I then quickly curled my legs in so my knees were touching my chest and shot them out as hard as I coudl aiming for his face at the exact moment he would be coming down from his leap. The colliding of his massive momentum and bulk with my feet would be a tremendous blow to anyone if succesful)
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Post by Kazuma on Apr 18, 2007 0:18:50 GMT 1
Kazuma saw Bruces legs begin to move while his body was still in his forward flying lung. There was now way he could stop or dodge but that would not stop him from trying to minimalize the damage. He managed to shift his weight back so that his body was more up right then in a forward lung, His feet would hit the ground with his legs bent though he did his best to force himself upright as quickly as he could. This spontaneous act forced Bruce’s kick to knock him in his chin instead of square in his face connecting hard but not as hard as the original blow would have been.
On his feet his body being pushed away as it naturally stumbled back a few steps allowing Bruce to get back up. Kazuma just shook his head quickly as though shaking the shock of Bruces blow away. Kazuma would be in pain through out the next two weeks but right now adrenaline and rage were dulling his senses.
Normally Kazuma would let Bruce try and attack but like this he just wanted to smash his friend into the group. He ran closing the gap between them, as he was in striking distance his feet slammed into the ground stopping his massive body not giving Bruce any momentum to use against him. His right fist then swung from over his head traveling down and to the left looking to plant itself into Bruces right shoulder, if it hit his left knee would shoot out looking to strike itself into Bruces right obloquies.
If Bruce dodge his hammering right fist Kazuma planned to pivot on his left leg using the momentum his punch would generate to help turn his body quickly and try for a right legged roundhouse kick toward Bruces left rib cage.
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