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Apr 8, 2007 1:39:54 GMT 1
Post by king on Apr 8, 2007 1:39:54 GMT 1
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B1
Apr 8, 2007 17:51:12 GMT 1
Post by taru on Apr 8, 2007 17:51:12 GMT 1
~20 Minutes Ago~
Taru was in room taking a snooze till he looked at the clock. Oh shit!! Taru raced to his closet and pulled on a black tank top and a pair of black shorts so he was able to kick. Laoch was a very big guy making Taru at the disadvantage. But Taru could some how manage. He should atleast. Taru took a deep breath as he put on his jacket and rushed down stairs and opened the front door to get into his car. Vroom. Vroom. Taru then backed out of the drive way and on his way to the tournament.
~Now~
Taru arrived at the tournament with ease. But also with nervousness. Taru looked around kind of disencouraged as he thought about he entered the tournament. But he had to do this. Taru went inside and looked all around as he walked. This wasn't going to be easy. Especially Laoch being almost twice as big as him. Taru didn't know whether or not crotch shots are allowed. But that didn't matter, gut shots we're always allowed. So if he ran and threw his knees and elbows into the guys stomach. He could probaly wear him down. Taru prayed for a moment and hoped he would not lose. Taru kept walking and was ready to fight.
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Apr 9, 2007 3:52:07 GMT 1
Post by king on Apr 9, 2007 3:52:07 GMT 1
Laoches computer went the way of the dinosaur.
He has till tuesday, if not back by then Bruce is his sub.
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Apr 9, 2007 5:25:59 GMT 1
Post by taru on Apr 9, 2007 5:25:59 GMT 1
Goddamn you Laoch!! Don't you dare send me against Bruce you GRRR!!!!.....Okay I'ma pray now bye Kurtz.
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B1
Apr 9, 2007 15:30:53 GMT 1
Post by laoch on Apr 9, 2007 15:30:53 GMT 1
------Before Tournament-------
Fighting was something, he disliked without a valid reason, and fighting in a tournament against other people he didn't know just made Laoch more uneasy about the whole thing. The tournament served a means to an end for Laoch though, this tournament, would show him as someone who is not afraid to get his hands dirty, it would also hopefully deter others from picking a fight around him if he won one or two matches. Laoch didn't think he would get very far since his lack of fighting experience on a whole. Laoch did learn some things from his little spar with Dante, but he was afraid it wasn't enough. Laoch's punches were powerful, but slow, and he had nothing fancy to throw in to catch someone off guard. Laoch knew the only way he could possibly win all his matches was to rely on his size and brute force.
Since Laoch had signed up for the tournament he had began watching clips of fights from random street brawls to the fake wrestling advertised on T.V. He watched anything just to see what he could do or what he should watch out for, however, Laoch feels this wall all in vain. Laoch fidgeted with his ring for a moment, before taking off all his jewelry as he got ready to leave. Laoch decided to wear only his black combat boots and some navy blue denim pants. Laoch wrapped cloth from the middle of his palm to his elbow for grip. Laoch was going shirtless since he would most likely sweat quite a lot and a cool breeze on his skin would be nice, but also wearing a shirt was already handicapping himself. His giant size made him somewhat difficult to maneuver around if someone was trying to throw him off balance, but the shirt would give the person something to latch on to, to help the momentum. Laoch also chose not go with a shirt simply because if the person did try some sort of hold on him, his body being slick with sweat would make it harder for them to grasp on to. Thats why Laoch also wore the cloth around his palms to his elbow, so it would be harder for him to lose his grip if his opponent also showed up shirtless.
Laoch got into his truck and drove off toward the area where the tournament was being held and the only thing he knew about his opponent was that his name was Taru.
-----Now At The Tournament-----
Laoch parked his truck outside and swiftly made for the entrance. There was people milling about here and there some stopping in their conversations to glance at Laoch as he entered the building the noise of people talking and laughing filled his ears. The building was rather expansive and the amount of people who came to see the fight alone sort of disgusted Laoch, but not as much as the fact that some would enjoy seeing 'Him' fight. Laoch navigated his way across the area until he came up to the ring he was to be fighting in, B1. Laoch took a quick glance around and didn't see anyone in the ring as of yet. Wondering what to do, Laoch decided to hop into the ring so maybe it will signal to the people he was ready.
Climbing into the ring, Laoch went to the top of the ring and waited about three feet away from the edge of the ring. His eyes gazed over the crowd once more and hoped that this drastic move would do more good then harm. If this failed, Laoch had no idea what he should do to deter people from fighting, besides maybe participating in the fights himself, yet that went against his nature. Everyday it seemed Laoch's situation just became more complicated. Many thoughts of such things ran through Laoch's head as he awaited the arrival of his opponent.
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Apr 10, 2007 1:31:38 GMT 1
Post by taru on Apr 10, 2007 1:31:38 GMT 1
ooc:i love you dude.
Taru saw his huge ass opponent enter the ring. God he was freakin huge. Alright let's start this. Taru threw his jacket and jumped into the ring and rolled in mid air landing in a sexy fashion. Taru smiled as he looked at his huge opponent looking like he'd smash him. Taru scratched the back of his head as he recently learned all is legal in this fight. Taru went up to Laoch and looked up at him who was about 10 inches taller. Taru was kinda intimidated since the guy was about 30-70 lbs bigger. Taru looked at the referee who gave him a smirk making Laoch feel a bit uncomfortable. The referee went in between them and looked at both of them before saying...
"I hope you both know the rules cause I ain't telling you them. I wanna see I good fight."
The referee went away from the middle of them and he looked at Laoch. Taru had a plan formulated in his mind and hoped it work. Taru waited for the signal to begin and kept his focus on Laoch who looked like a giant. Taru got his muay thai boxing stance ready and kept in mind not to get slammed by the guy. The referee put the little hammer against the bell.
*Ding*
Taru's first instinct was running to the right side of Laoch with a low punch to Laoch crotch. Taru spent no time at keeping it there, as soon as it landed, Taru would run around Laoch waiting for his move. Taru awaited his low strike to Laoch's crotch and the rest of his body was already almost past Laoch. As soon as the blow landed, Taru would let it pass through Laoch and go to the other side of him waiting for Laoch's reaction to the attack to his crotch.
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Apr 11, 2007 11:41:17 GMT 1
Post by laoch on Apr 11, 2007 11:41:17 GMT 1
Laoch didn't have to wait long for his opponent as jumped in the ring with some flair. Great, he is a show off too, Laoch thought briefly Taru looked up at him and smiled. Laoch couldn't help, but think Dante and Taru were similar in their personalities so far. Laoch noticed that Taru was noticeably smaller then Laoch himself, very short indeed. Laoch frowned inwardly at this since if he defeated someone with such an obvious disadvantage in height in weight, no one would be deterred from fighting around him. If Laoch lost to Taru it wouldn't help at all since it would show Laoch's inexperience at fighting.
"I hope you both know the rules cause I ain't telling you them. I wanna see I good fight."
Laoch nodded his head at the referee when he was done speaking. As the referee went to ding the bell, Laoch got into his stance. Since Taru was shorter and lighter, he would have the speed and agility advantage over Laoch. So, Laoch decided a different fighting stance then the one he chose to start out with against Dante. Spreading his legs about a foot or two apart, he planted his feet which would face away from his body at a thirty to forty five degree angle. Laoch would then bend his knees so he would lower his body about an inch or two, as he had his arms out near his side. His arms floated about four inches from his thighs at the elbow and about nine to ten inches from his knee to his wrists. Laoch admitted it was a kind of awkward positioning, but he hoped it would work how he thought it would.
Keeping his back to the ring and spreading his body out like that, it made it more difficult for Taru to maneuver around him. Also it allowed Laoch to more easily try and grab Taru if he tried to go past the side and if Taru charged him head on, he could literally ensnare Taru into some sort of hold.
*DING!*
Laoch braced himself as he saw Taru take off swiftly toward his right side. Laoch adjusted his feet slightly as he moved his body a little so that he would be facing Taru as he ran right. Laoch saw a punch coming toward him and two things ran through his mind. He could block it or take the hit and go on the offensive. Laoch knew that if he blocked it with his right arm, that Taru would easily have another opportunity to attack, yet his left arm would most likely not make it in time. So Laoch chose the ladder and decided to take the hit and go on the offensive.
Laoch hadn't been expecting a punch to the groin as he gasped out from the lack of air. Laoch couldn't sit there and cope with the pain he had to move now. Laoch swung his giant right arm at Taru's midsection, with an open palm. Laoch was trying to grab on to Taru's black tank top. At the same time he launched his left arm like a ball out of a canon toward the arm that had been used to attack Laoch's groin. If Laoch could manage to grab either Taru's arm or shirt, his first intentions were to pull Taru toward himself with all his might. The effort was to throw him off balance and maybe he might hit the ground, since his body had been going a different direction. Laoch could only hope he judged the moment to act just right.
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Apr 12, 2007 2:15:39 GMT 1
Post by taru on Apr 12, 2007 2:15:39 GMT 1
Taru instantly thought in his head "Fuck." His arm and mid body was vunerable. Taru quickly lifted his left arm (the one that hit Laoch's crotch) in the air dodging the blow to the arm. Sadly the one to the midsection got him and grabbed his shirt. Taru pushed off the ground as hard as he could and escaped Laoch's grip but lost his shirt completely. It was a sacrafice but he escaped Laoch's grasp which could lead to his demise by a hair. He looked at Laoch observing his body and realizing the only place where Taru could do damage was the groin. So Taru shifted back away from Laoch. The farthest he could go was where he was. He looked at Laoch shirtless waiting for his strike. Taru had to think of another plan and had to beat Laoch somehow. He aleady lost a shirt.
Taru thought in his head quietly waiting for answer. Maybe...I need to get away from him quicker. And he has size over me. If I could just dodge his grasp, I could probaly win this. But how...Oh yes..Pressure points. If I can just take out one his arms by the joints on his elbow area since his shoulder is too high, I can have the advantage by going on his weak arms side. And just pound his groin area to death. That could work. Taru smiled at his immature thought but that was the only thing he could do. Taru sighed as he put his guards up and assumed his Muay Thai stance observing the giant Laoch who looked like he'd eat him. Taru heard though he's quite nice but that didn't matter in this present predicament. Taru was ready to execute his plan once he got the chance. But he need Laoch to attack first.
He had to plan what he would do in any predicament. He couldn't afford to get on the ground or he'll get raped by the massive giant. Taru started to think. What could he grab me with? His arms and legs mainly. And those are held by the shoulders and pelvis. And I can't break them somehow. I just need to put them out of commision. Hitting the groin sure helps but how many times could he do it before Laoch stops him. His shoulders are pretty strong too. So the pressure point to the elbow area was his only hope there. He could do it to his hand and wrist but wouldn't work as well since he could still grab him with his forearm and such. Taru was really in a pickel as he thought but still had focus on where Laoch was going and was waiting for laochs strike with great anxiety.
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Apr 13, 2007 2:59:15 GMT 1
Post by king on Apr 13, 2007 2:59:15 GMT 1
It seems Loach's computer problem weren't as temporary as hoped
Winner: Taru
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Apr 13, 2007 17:05:21 GMT 1
Post by laoch on Apr 13, 2007 17:05:21 GMT 1
Yea, they weren't using a friends comp, for last post, and this one I am using from library.My computer it backfired again. Sorry Taru. Maybe next time.
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