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Post by Director Troutman on Apr 28, 2008 3:22:15 GMT 1
Same as before, folks. Fights take place shortly after your first. Same ring, same rules.
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Post by William Fletcher on Apr 29, 2008 18:58:39 GMT 1
A light mist of sweat on his brow formed as he stretched out from his leaning position against a wall to the side, watching a few of the other fights pass by until his next round came into play. His victory had been without much spectacle in the grand scheme of things, despite him and his opponent having gone through the cage. The eventual victory had come soon after that, and he took away little in the way of lasting injury for the next round aside from a few aches where they'd hit the ground and exchanged their blows.
However, with that first fight out of the way, he was content to know he wasn't in bad condition, and going by the look of the competition left, that was going to be a good thing. Confident in his own ability, no doubt, but he knew that these others who'd gone on through didn't likely do so on merit. He'd watched a couple of the second round fights already, and the competition was looking good. Secretly, he was looking forward to it all, though. It ran through his blood like a fire, the anticipation, and when he was called up for his fight he approached the cage, repaired since his last match, and stepped in. His opponent, Pain Killer as the announcer had called out, was someone he'd seen fight before as a stand-in for one of the other bouts and had progressed easily.
' I can't wait...He has that look about him, and I've seen him fight. Someone's going to get hurt here.'
He watched for his opponent with a steeled look in his eyes, waiting for the fight to begin. His body tense with anticipation at the fight to come...
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Post by Pain Killer on Apr 30, 2008 0:02:15 GMT 1
Not bad, I'm not rusty, at least.
Adam was fairly pleased with himself after the first round, as through most likely some sort of luck, he hadn't suffered hardly any injury worth mentioning. As things stood, he was in good shape for his next fight, and had a short break in between rounds to watch the rest of the fights finish. Admittedly, Pain Killer hardly paid attention, spending his time adjusting his gloves and generally fidgeting around until his second round came up.
As he entered the cage, however, his eyes widened for a fraction of a second at the sight of his opponent, as well as the clear feeling Adam could get from him. This guy wasn't just another fighter, he wouldn't hold back in the slightest. It wasn't same as the determination someone like the kid had, though, as Will seemed much more dangerous, much more eager to hurt. Two things about his opponent stuck out in Adam's mind; for one, he was big, easily heavier than Pain Killer himself. On the other hand, he was big, causing Adam to actually have to look up somewhat to look him in the face, a situation he didn't encounter often.
Something Pain Killer could only grin at.
"Well, aren't you just the huge bastard. Tough luck, big guy, but at least you get to lose to a legend."
Pain Killer shrugged his shoulders, quickly sliding off his trenchcoat without taking his eyes off his opponent. There was no point in sandbagging this round, as he could already tell things were going to get bloody.
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Post by William Fletcher on Apr 30, 2008 0:51:54 GMT 1
A brief grin emerged on his face, teeth flickering between his lips at the remark made to him before it melted away...
'Just makes it easier to twat him one...'
He held a few inches over Pain Killer, and almost immediately he began to instinctively assert an alpha male position in his posture. His arms twitched taut, his chest bulged and his neck tightened as muscles throughout his body set about primal reactions towards the older male. Doubtless, his opponents psyche would be a factor in this, and clearly an ego to compete with, but he was the bigger of the two, and however he looked at it, his size was going to play on that somewhat.
Rolling his shoulders, he gave a flash of a grin again before speaking, taking a few steps towards Pain Killer.
"Tell ye what, wee fella, if ye've the big pair ye think ye've got, let's see what ye can dae..."
Immediately, his hand snapped out in a slashing hook to the smaller mans cheek, and almost immediately afterwards stood facing directly at his opponent, arms held out in a prone posture with no effort to defend himself.
"Yer turn. Let's see if ye can mak' me hurt."
The glare in Wills eyes was belying a maschocistic streak, on top of his obscene pain threshold, and he genuinely wanted this egotistical man to punch him as hard as he possibly could, to see if he was as good as he, himself, thought he was. After that, however, the twisted exchange would end and any restraint would be thrown to the wolves, he would attack viciously...
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Post by Pain Killer on Apr 30, 2008 1:28:08 GMT 1
Pain Killer's eyes narrowed as Will came closer, speaking in his strange accent. In fact, Adam was still in the process of figuring out just what the hell the larger man had said when the fist slammed into his cheek, spinning his head to the right and forcing him to take a half step back with his right foot from the impact. Slowly, he turned back to Will while the younger man spoke again, the grin slowly returning to his face even as a thin line of blood slid down the corner of his mouth from where his cheek had struck his teeth.
"Save it, pal. Your jibber jabber made-up language means nothing to me, but since you took your free shot, I'll give you mine."
As soon as the last word left his lips, Pain Killer pulled back his right fist before throwing it in a haymaker at the larger man's jaw, looking to return the favour with as much interest as he could muster. After connecting or not, Adam would lift his hands up to his face in a traditional boxing stance, albeit sloppy from years of misuse, keeping his left foot forward and giving his opponent a chance to recover.
"How was that, 'big fella'?"
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Post by William Fletcher on Apr 30, 2008 1:52:58 GMT 1
Will took the punch with a grunt, his head moving with the blow naturally, though he took only a marginal step from it before returning to a normal, upright position. Again, the grin was there on his face as he rolled his jaw, and with a flick of his head he spat a small glob of bloody saliva to the side. Snorting, he chuckled quietly through his teeth as his fists clenched instinctively.
"Oh aye, that w's about what I'd expected fae ye. Enough to mak' me take note, though I've been hit harder..."
Visibly, Will made absolutely no display that the shot had fazed him or changed his perspective. The spit of blood was expected, but there was no change to his demeanour, only a slight change in his eyes as the proverbial red mist descended over him.
"So, what were ye waitin' f'r? Did ye want tae gie's a kiss better or somethin'!?"
He would move by the time Pain Killers hands had risen, though the boxing 'stance' his opponent took wouldn't likely offer much of a defence from the thunderous left cross he fired out, straight towards the guard near the smaller fighters wrists. Worst case, the bare knuckles would chip away at the block until his opponent couldn't afford to hold it up, best case, it would blast right through and smash the older fighter squarely in the mouth. On top of that, he was immediately following it up with a right hook, aided in reach (though for Will, reach was but a formality in the majority of circumstances) by a step forward after the execution of the cross-strike.
Aiming to abuse the power factor against a fighter likely unfamiliar with being in a position where someone could overpower him in a brute strength contest, Will set about putting Pain Killer to the back foot as quickly as possible and hopefully scoring an easy couple of punches early in the match.
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Post by Pain Killer on Apr 30, 2008 3:44:52 GMT 1
"I don't know what the hell that means!"
Slowly but surely, Pain Killer was losing his patience with the gibberish coming from the other male's mouth. As a general rule, the simple-minded Rydell boy hated everything he didn't understand, and he was having a hard time understanding some of the words the larger boy said. However, before he could try to figure out what Will had meant, the third attack of the fight was thrown. If Will thought that Pain Killer would fall back on the defensive, however, he would be sorely mistaken, as Adam would meet this fight in the same way he met every other;
Head on.
Pain Killer lifted his right hand up and to his left, bringing his forearm in front of his face as he stepped forward with his right foot in the same motion, pushing against the blow as it hit his meaty shield. Immediately after impact, Pain Killer would push his right forearm forward and to the right, looking to shove Will's left hand away from his body and make it harder for him to use it to defend himself for the next half second or so. Once that happened, Adam would swing his left elbow forward in a hook towards Will's right eye, possibly taking him off guard. Even if Will had continued with his planned hook attack, and had adjusted for the fact that both men were moving closer together, he would strike Pain Killer's upper arm/shoulder instead, due to it raising in order to hit Will with his elbow.
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Post by William Fletcher on Apr 30, 2008 4:18:01 GMT 1
"You don't understand what I'm saying? Let me simplify it for you. Your punches aren't worth shit!!"
He deliberately brought the tone of his accent down as he spoke, the words coming in a surprisingly eloquent tone that even the dull-minded Pain Killer would be able to understand without much difficulty.
The first cross collided with the older mans forearm, the punching speed breaking even against the resistance made and thus, being retracted as if he'd struck a punching bag. Following with the hook afterwards, considering he'd been aiming for Pain Killers head anyway, it would crash into the side of the burly fighters head as his own was struck by the elbow, catching him below the eye on his cheekbone and causing a sharp, short snap to the side for the larger males head. Welting up his cheek a little off the impact, a growl came from Wills chest as he kept his eyes on the older male, stepping through with a huge, thundering left hook that strayed a little wider than normal, intent on making certain that if Pain Killer wasn't struck by the punch itself, a fearsome blow as it was, he would be caught up by Will and drawn in to bring the pair quite literally toe to toe.
"Harder. Hit me harder, or don't fucking bother trying to hit me at all!"
Were Pain Killer to be brought in from the hook, if that were the case, a sharp right jab would be the immediate reaction for Will, though this time he would punch at the lower section of the elder fighters neck, seeing to wind his opponent and restrict his airflow.
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Post by Pain Killer on May 1, 2008 19:07:51 GMT 1
Adam's vision blurred from the impact, being forced to blink before his eyes refocused. Not only was the larger male strong, it seemed, but he was also able to take punishment just as well as the self-proclaimed Pain Killer, as evidenced by his taunting during the battle. Such a fact was deeply unnerving to the youngest surviving Rydell, as he'd never come across someone able to take a beating as well as he himself could. As things stood, however, it was becoming increasingly obvious that should the two simply continue to trade blows, there was a good chance Adam would lose this fight.
If he can shrug off punches, how the hell am I going to put him down?
Will was far too large to start grappling with, which removed much of Pain Killer's usual tactics. The blow to his head had forced it to the side, and as Adam turned back to look at his opponent he could see the beginnings of a massive hook punch being sent his way. Knowing that he couldn't take such an attack lightly, Adam would indeed move closer towards Will, though perhaps not in the way the larger male was expecting. Pain Killer would turn his body to his left, throwing his right elbow forward directly at Will's nose, as it was one of the few spots Adam knew of that was vulnerable no matter how tough you were.
As damaging as the attack was, it was mainly intended as a distraction from Pain Killer's right knee, which would drive up and forward between Will's legs in the very area every man needed to defend. Ideally, both attacks would serve to knock Will backwards, as well as strike before he could recover from his hook enough for his follow up attack.
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Post by William Fletcher on May 1, 2008 23:25:07 GMT 1
With Pain Killers step in, Will could only bear a brief flicker of utter glory in his eyes as the older male stepped into the trap set for him...Baiting him had been easy, though he wasn't able to ascertain just which way it had worked, as in had his opponent attacked out of fear of the blow connecting, or anger at being undermined?
Regardless, the massive Irishman would have completed his step by the time Pain Killer made his own, and whilst the elbow would indeed connect, it would again strike the side of his face, close to the nose but on the central part of his cheekbone. The step in by both would mean it connected a little harder than Pain Killer might have intended, but Will didn't need his eyes to react to it. The hooking arm would wrap back around, grasping a firm hold in the older fighters hair and dragging his head back sharply, tilting it so his neck would be exposed if successful.
The knee coming up, the primary spanner in the works, would crash towards Wills crotch without interference, but unless the slightly smaller foe was double-jointed or putting himself in a very awkward angle from his own step, it would not be a completely clean connection to his groin, striking moreso on the top of his right thigh, in towards the join of his legs no doubt, but thankfully not striking in what could be considered the Irishmans main, and most obvious, weak spot. Even for all his endurance, and the fact he could take a shot to the crotch and not end up on the ground, it was perhaps the one place he was tentative on being struck.
In reaction to the impact, however, a red flag flashed in front of him and he let out a sharp growl of anger before shunting his right fist towards Pain Killers chest, neck and chin, firing off two or three heavy punches whilst he held back his opponents head and aimed to exploit the lack of clear vision to what he was doing, forcing his smaller foe to defend blindly to the blows, if at all.
'Heh...Sneaky, dirty fighting. Damnit, he shouldn't be this easy to associate with...', he thought with an inward grin. It wouldn't make him relent against his opponent, however, if anything he was even more determined to fight harder with every blow...
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Post by Pain Killer on May 3, 2008 17:08:03 GMT 1
The attacks didn't quite have the effect that Pain Killer desired, though truth be told, he didn't dwell on the fact. Plans failing was nothing new for the youngest Rydell, forcing him to adapt on the fly nearly all the time. However, in this case, Adam was much more preoccupied with the new handhold on his hair, a fact that legitimately worried him due to the tug back, forcing him to tilt his head back. Such an action meant that he wouldn't be able to see what was coming, and thus, would need to either blindly defend himself, or press his own attack.
Initially believing that the tug had been intended to bring him to the floor, Pain Killer's right hand shot downwards, grasping onto William's right shoulder in order to give him balance, while his left hand rose towards his head, hoping to cushion the fall and safeguard his skull. Incidentally, however, his right forearm would be against Will's jaw, pushing his face to Will's right and obstructing his view somewhat. Once the motion of the pull stopped, however, Adam realized the danger of having his head tilted back, exposing his neck and making him far more vulnerable. His left hand would cross over to grab his own right shoulder, leaving his elbow and forearm across his throat in order to defend it, and forcing Will to either have his attack blocked, or aim higher to hit Pain Killer in the face, where he could see the attack coming.
However, now that he had reasonably defended his throat, Pain Killer would not wait to see what Will would react with next. It was becoming increasingly obvious that the two would pound each other into a bloody smear on the ground, should the fight continue along its same lines, if Adam managed to keep up with the larger fighter. While normally such an outcome would be interesting enough to try out, there were future rounds to consider, causing Pain Killer to attempt to put this fight away as quickly as possible.
He had a reasonable idea of how his foe was standing, due to his slightly off-target knee attack, as it had caused his right foot to land just next to Will's own right foot. Using his handhold on the larger man's shoulder for balance, Adam would lift his left leg up to waist height, bending at the knee, before thrusting it down and forwards, directly into where he believed Will's right knee lay. Even if he were off by a few inches, the damage done would still be enough to result in Will using crutches once more.
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Post by William Fletcher on May 3, 2008 18:01:44 GMT 1
'Right! If ye're sae fuckin' stubborn on yer feet, let's see how ye handle yersel' oan the flair!!!'
The arm across Pain Killers throat would shield the impact of the blow, though his arm would instead take the brunt of the hits. Doubtless, there'd be little in the way of actual damage, but his smaller opponent would know by now that Will didn't throw pillow-punches. The first would let the gradually advancing Will know that his clean shot had been covered, and the second, in a reaction to that, would instead put every pound of Wills weight into a new objective: Take the game to the ground.
Stepping through with his right leg, the downward shot to his knee would catch him above the kneecap, grating against the material and scraping down the inner side of his lower thigh, down past his knee and eventually his shin before hitting the ground. For the first time, a brief flicker of concern caught his mind as he realised that his opponent might have the same conniving nature as him, which meant he would have to take a slight note of caution from here on out. He wasn't the only person who wanted to win...
His right hand, in the movement, would slam palm-first and open into Pain Killers forearm, his massive hand grasping at it and pushing against the limb, keeping it against his opponents neck as he continued to wrench back, much harder this time, to pull the older male off his balance. With his top half being manipulated as such, Pain Killer would have to concede to the movement or risk serious injury to his neck and back. However, the catch-22 that presented itself would become clear if they indeed went towards the ground, as Will would set about putting his opponent to the ground with an aim to making his head smash against the floor of the ring as he straddled him in an offensive mount, effectively pinning the older fighter under his weight, with his right arm still aiming to keep the left arm pinned against Pain Killers neck, immobilising one of his defensive capabilities in the situation and keeping his head from moving around much.
Assuming he'd be successful, Will shot a short-range fist, drawn back only enough to get a quick burst into it, towards his opponents right eye socket, and would continue to fire the blows repeatedly until he either knocked him clean out, or was defended against.
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Post by Pain Killer on May 5, 2008 3:24:09 GMT 1
With his eyes unable to guide him, Pain Killer was unable to properly aim his kick, making it impossible to adjust for Will's movement. There was little he could do to keep from falling back, the grip on his hair was simply too good to resist without risking serious damage. As such, the most he could attempt to do in order to soften his landing was to position his left hand behind his head, flat against it in order to absorb the impact. His hand would definitely hurt afterwards, but it would save from the potentially devestating impact of skull meeting the floor.
While that action had been more of an instinctual desire to protect his head, Pain Killer would be focusing on dealing out punishment as he fell, his mind no longer focusing on making a plan. The fight was both physically and mentally taxing his strength, and with his plan to end the fight by injuring Will's leg failing, Adam was running out of strategies to end this quickly. In a way, the hairpulling was the last straw, the pain in his scalp causing him to lash out in fury. His right hand would release Will's shoulder, slamming into Will's right elbow, forcing the joint to bend. There had been no aiming, however, just the desire to smash Will's arm away and keep it from pinning his arm down.
After impacting the ground, Adam would slide his left hand out from under his head, moving his left arm across his body and holding it in front of his chest while his right would do the same. Provided Will had followed through with his planned straddling, Pain Killer would suddenly sit upwards as best he could, driving both open hands into Will's chest in order to surprise him and push him backwards. In the same motion, his legs would lift as the larger man tilted backwards, looking to wrap his ankles around Will's throat and pull him onto his back.
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Post by Shamino Warhen Ph.D on May 5, 2008 4:12:09 GMT 1
Will would take it in pure smacktalk alone. However, in terms of fighting, I also have to give it to Will. Once again, a good fight by both- but Will seems to be the victor had the fight continued.
+1 for William
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