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Post by Shin RyuKen on Jun 27, 2012 1:09:54 GMT -5
Round 2 - Capitalism vs. Priest
FIGHT!
Stage: ASCLEPIUS Rooftop: The rooftop at the highest point of Alfonso's pharmaceutical company. Made entirely of an industrial metal material with windows on the side, the rooftop was suitable for an open world brawl. Normally the helicopter is perched in the center, but for all intents and purposes of this BBA match, the helicopter was stolen by his secretory to go somewhere far, far away from Alfonso.
The look in Alfonso's eyes was visceral. The anger in the businessman's conscience was the one thing he could forward with, and it showed no remorse for anyone or anything, regardless of it being a priest standing in front of him. This man was truly peeved.
"Da, fuck, kid? I was on my lunch break! You BETTA HAVE A GOOD REASON FOR GETTING IN MY WAY!" His sclera began to illuminate themselves with a pair of demonic eyes, made entirely of flames that penetrated his opponent's very soul. Soon his entire body would take under the same affect, as his 6'7" towering presence would be enveloped by a replica of his own body, made entirely of infernal flames, standing at roughly twice his size...
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Post by Jisui on Jun 27, 2012 1:25:56 GMT -5
"...I'm sorry. The same trick won't work twice." The frail, sickly looking priest silently took out a giant two-handed sword, holding it with both hands with uncharacteristic seriousness. That's right... the last time had ended bad,but he had come more prepared this time. Even without Inner... his new technique would defeat this foe without fail, he thought to himself solemnly.
"Then... Inner will stop insulting me, and Veronica will stop calling me a stupid priest." Max muttered to himself, his hand grasping his sword lightly. That's right... with this power, there was no way he could fail...!
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Post by Shin RyuKen on Jun 27, 2012 1:29:49 GMT -5
"You got balls, kid..." The angry businessman had to chortle at the priest for his uncharacteristic boldness. For not turning back to drop off a building, he had to give him slack. But this is where the credentials would end, unfortunately, for the priest.
"But I'm going to burn them both off. ONE. AFTER. ANOTHA!!"
The businessman began to charge forward as he lit the ground beneath him in a trail of flames, leaving it to be charred black for repairs. Like that hasn't happened before. Alfonso unleashed a vicious right hook as he drew towards Max, his flames encasing him, as the massive inferno emulated his right hook in the same fashion to burn Max to a crisp if he didn't start moving.
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Post by Jisui on Jun 28, 2012 1:04:28 GMT -5
"...Ban-" Max began to mutter, quickly dashing to the right with speed he didn't even know he had, as Alfonso lit up where he once was with crimson flames that surely would have incinerated him.
"...kai!" The priest began to be enveloped in reiats- energy, a blue aura surrounding him and his blade. Max held out his blade silently, which began to transform into the Blade of Sekhmet before glowing lightly. Swinging the heavy sword in a circular pattern in front of him, a golden ring appeared before the unlikely combatant, which began to multiply into several rings, before he sent them to every corner of the rooftop with a single swing.
"Suzumushi Tsuishiki - Enma Kōrogi." Max declared in perfect japanese, his sapphire blue eyes the last sight Alfonso would see before the world before him became enveloped in a dome of pure darkness.
[[Suzumushi Tsuishiki: Enma Kōrogi (清虫終式閻魔蟋蟀, Cricket Final Form: Devil Cricket; Viz: Bell Bug Closing Ceremony: Final Cricket): The Blade of Sekhmet maintains its form of Inner's jagged blade, though without the small ring. Inner holds up his sword in his right hand, and places his left palm against the ring on his cross guard. The ring begins to spin as it releases spiritual energy. As it spins faster, the circle grows bigger and bigger until it's large enough to surround his body. The ring then splits into ten other glowing rings, of similar size, that encircle Inner. With a slash of his sword, the circles go flying outwards and form a circular perimeter over a large area. Once in position, the ten rings begin to generate a black void that grows in size until it creates a large black dome that's centered around Inner's body and is anchored to the ground with the ten rings.
The dome creates a vacuum that nullifies the senses of spiritual energy, sight, sound, and scent; what Inner calls Mumyō (無明, lit. "No Light", popularly known as "Avidya" and defined as "Ignorance (of Buddhist teachings)"). The only sense the victim retains is that of touch. The Blade of Sekhmet does not convert itself into the massive dome that it materializes during Bankai. Instead, the dome serves as a separate extension of the Blade of Sekhmet itself, allowing Inner to still wield its sealed form to be used as a weapon while inside the dome, but cannot use its abilities. The technique's main shortcoming is that anyone touching the blade's hilt, not just Inner himself, is immune to the dome's effects, so anyone able to grab the Blade of Sekhmet recovers their senses. The dome only exists as long as Inner wills it to, or if he happens to become seriously injured; in either circumstance the dome shreds apart and dissipates.]]
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Post by Shin RyuKen on Jun 28, 2012 2:16:40 GMT -5
"What...the...fuck?" Alfonso quickly felt like his own opponent had somehow outwitted him for once with this new technique of his. He couldn't get a hold of his opponent at all. His senses were all robbed from him. He surrendered to this matrix of darkness, unable to comprehend what his own opponent unfurled upon him as his ability to move was quickly swallowed up by the dome of shadow.
"The...fuck is this? I can't see. I can't hear. I can't even move. But my own thoughts...I still got 'em."
Alfonso then slowly began to figure out his options in this strange predicament. Being a businessman, he grew acquaintaned with the mentality of being able to count every approach he had to investment of all types: money, time, and options that he had at a given situation. This kind of approach made it easy for Alfonso to invest prudently in the stock market when the time came around. In this case, he had to figure out a way to impact Max in this dome, but then he came up with something.
"Wait...that fucker never got rid of dese flames. D'as right. He forgot that the flames are still a part of me long as I got this ring on my "fuck you" finger. So as long as I touch the asshole, he's dead..."
He was right, actually. The flames were still an extension of his body; releasing the dome didn't dissipate them; rather, it perpetuated them and Alfonso could still feel it around him. Max was a fool to not take this into consideration; he now had to somehow face Alfonso head out with the caveat of burning himself to a crisp.
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Post by Jisui on Jun 28, 2012 14:32:42 GMT -5
"..." With a heavy sigh, the serious demeanor around Max collapsed as he realized Alfonso wouldn't give up, how troublesome... he thought for sure that the hulking businessman would give up after he used this move. He wasn't sure whether he had the heart to attack anymore... especially with Alfonso burning brighter then a bonfire in this dome of darkness. How would he be able to attack... frowning, he glanced at his jagged blade, which began to glow with an ominous green aura. Tch... he'd probably be able to hold his bankai for a few more minutes.
Walking over slowly around Alfonso until he was square to his back at a reasonable distance, Max gripped his heavy blade lightly, frowning as the intense heat of Alfonso's flames licked his skin. The range afforded by his large, long weapon should be enough to get in a single attack before pulling out. Furthermore, the Blade of Sekhmet's poisonous qualities would make short work of the business man, and hopefully tiring him out.
Gripping his sword, the priest narrowed his eyes, attempting to keep at a reasonable distance as he dashed towards Alfonso, slashing diagonally down at his back. "Tch...!" The flames singed his arms with prejudice as he approached, but hopefully a single attack would be enough here...!
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Post by Shin RyuKen on Jun 28, 2012 20:28:12 GMT -5
Alfonso was easily irritated at this kind of "guess-and-check" fighting. He preferred a challenger to engage him directly with their own prowess, rather than use stupid hat tricks to waste his time. He didn't have to spend time fighting this little whelp, and this surely wasn't an attack he just used. It was proof that this priest hadn't the heart or the prowess to fulfill the satisfaction of combat in Alfonso's book. It was a stalling tactic so the scrawny little priest could cheat against him. But Alfonso was no stranger to cheats and deception tactics; he experienced it in the stock market, and he could probably figure it out all the same against Max.
"This is stupid as hell...I'm not about to deal with this bullshit."
He then figured. Max still had to kill him. So he probably didn't get rid of Alfonso's sense of feeling. As soon as the blade neared Alfonso, he simply let the blade impact him considering that he didn't know where it was coming from anyway, but man, it left a clean gash on his back. But apparently it wasn't enough as the flames probably repelled him and rendered his slash a tepid one at best; and given how much power was coursing through Alfonso's body, it was doubtful that his one attack would be enough to slay the businessman regardless.
[["I'm gonna kick your ass!": As mentioned before, wearing the ring alone grants Alfonso with an innate enchantment that allows him to bear a fragment of the power of the ancient fire giant himself. Alfonso's already towering physique is exponentially increased to the point where is he able to lift large vehicles with relative ease. His body as a whole becomes one giant weapon, gaining extreme durability in being able to withstand combat for extended periods of time. This mammoth amount of power at his fingertips bestows him a false sense of security, however, in causing him to fight very recklessly without any measure of how much energy he is using in a battle. As a result, Alfonso will often fight headstrong and without relent, ignoring the costs of his actions and sometimes even the presence of allies.]]
As soon as the priest's attack connected, the businessman immediately responded with a bestial yell that he couldn't hear, but the priest probably could.
"STOP FUCKING AROUND!"
The shoddy swordplay of this priest would soon backfire on him[[no pun intended]] as the hulking businessman grabbed a hold of the jagged blade before Max could retract it back from the burns he received. Restraining the blade slightly to pull Max in and reach for an opening, Alfonso lunged forward at the priest as he lowered himself beneath the grip of the blade and launched a devastating uppercut through his left arm, which would connect with Max's jaw and probably break it right off of his head - but not before incinerating it and everything beneath it in an afterimage of his flames. Not only would it break Max, it would probably break the stupid black dome that was getting in the way of his oversight.
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Post by Jisui on Jun 28, 2012 23:37:23 GMT -5
Max frowned lightly as the slash connected, the sight of blood was discomforting to him, but even more so how easy this was to him. Sure, the businessman didn't have any control of his sight or hearing, but he expected him to go down with more of a --
"Gah!" The priest's eyes widened as Alfonso suddenly turned around, yelling violently at him upon feeling the blade slash. Tch... he was waiting to feel the impact of Max's sword? What a monster, Max thought with a grimace, he had willingly taken a hit to get a feel for his opponent's position. Now it was time to retre-
W-What the...! Max's eyes widened with apprehension as the businessman somehow grabbed his blade, preventing him from falling back. What strength... Max grunted as he felt himself get pulled in to Alfonso, swallowing as he realized that by touching his blade, he could now see Max.
"U-Uhh... truc-" Max began to offer before Alfonso's shoryuken-like attack ripped through his jaw, the priest flying straight through the air in a smoldering ascent before silently dropping through the air over the edge of the rooftop yet again.
"..." Silently, the black dome around Alfonso began to dissipate, leaving the businessman alone in the rooftop again with a few bloodstains around him.
Round 2: Capitalism Wins
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