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Post by Mac Dowell -- CEO on Mar 18, 2012 15:46:45 GMT -5
[PLOT]
[Date: 03/20/2521 -- Early Morning, 8:00]
[Location: Tournament Grounds -- Innerpeace]
[Characters: Aile and Giro] ((Admin OOC: Through the mutual agreement of both RPers, the winner of this battle is Giro.)) "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, I thank you all from the bottom of my heart for coming out to watch the matches for the first round of the First Annual Single Elimination Tournament of
Innerpeace! As some of you might not be aware, my company, RMUC INC. has fully sponsered this tournament to celebrate the grand opening of new main headquaters here in Cinq Ville!
However, I believe I have bored you all long enough with that, you guys didn't come here for our life story, no. You came to see some ACTION! So, WITHOUT FURTHER ADIEU, LET MY INTRODUCE OUR
FIGHTERS FOR THIS MATCH. Coming from the left, Aile Light. She seems to have some kind of connection with the guardians, at least if our sources are right! As for her opponent...wow! This just doesn't seem to be either of our fighters day...as Aile has to go up against none other than...her own father! That's right, folks! Her opponent is Girouette Wylie, the founder of the famous Giro Express! This sure is a shocking turn of events. Who knew that the owner of that store was a fighter, let alone her daughter was too!
Now, I want a good clean fight, you two, and may the best person win. If at any point you no longer desire to fight, you may raise both your hands above your head and shout out your desire to drop.
Now, if there are no further questions...
BEGIN THE BATTLE!" |
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Post by Model X Aile on Mar 19, 2012 12:07:26 GMT -5
I have to fight...Dad...
//Aile...I can only imagine what you're thinking right now...just remember this time it's on better grounds...there is no Model W controlling him...it's all for fun, okay?//
"I...guess...fun...right..." Aile sighed, pulling her thoughts away from that fateful day those many years ago. She didn't like this, but she wasn't going to back down.
"Model X, forgive me...I don't think I can go all out on him..."
//It's fine, Aile, I'm sure that he and Z will understand.//
As the announcer called out her name she walked out to the stage, holding her hand up over her eyes to block the light...her eyes hadn't adjusted yet since she had been inside until just recently.
"How many people do you think will be watching?"
//A bunch. Are you sure you want to reveal that you're a Mega Man like this? It's not to late to back down...//
"No, if this is some kind of bait for Mega Men...it's better that they know I'm one of them..."
//Alright...//
Aile reached the center of the stage and placed both hands on her hips as she waited for Giro to walk across the stage to her. She wondered if he had entered for the same reason she had...or if he just was excited to fight with his body again. It wouldn't surprise her in the slightest if it was the later...
She smiled a tad once Giro reached the stage with her and the announcer backed down. "Hey...dad."
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Post by Girouette & Model Z on Mar 19, 2012 12:24:33 GMT -5
This couldn't have worked out any better! He was against Aile is the very first round! He could safely knock her out of the competition while knowing she wouldn't get hurt!
As he was introduced, he walked calmly down the center of the field, that ever present smile still on his face as he came to a stop near Aile.
"Hello honey." He said with a soft smile. "You ready for this?" He asked carefully. He'd let Aile back down if she wanted, he didn't really want to fight her, but he would if it meant getting her out of harms way.
If she chose not to relent, he'd give a soft nod and reach into his pocket, withdrawing Model Z. "Then get ready."
He'd bio-merge at the same time as Aile and immediately give a flying backwards leap, flipping through the air and landing several yards away from his daughter. He had yet to draw his blade.
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Post by Model X Aile on Mar 19, 2012 15:24:33 GMT -5
"Hello honey. You ready for this?" Aile couldn't help but sigh after Giro was there...looks like he wasn't planning on backing down either. "As ready as I'll ever be..." she mumbled softly, smiling a bit still as she also withdrew her biometal from her pocket. "Ready, X?"
//Ready Aile.//
"Right, let's not make obvious that we're holding back, okay?"
//How do you plan on doing that?//
"It's been 5 years since he's seen us fight. I'm sure I'll manage." Model X couldn't help but chuckle as the two of them merged into a single being, Aile not moving back like Giro did. //You know, it's rather funny...I have this feeling that destiny has us constantly going up against each other, Model Z.// Model X said so that only Model Z could hear. Aile held her arm straight down, her fingers extended as her left arm started to glow slightly...her hands withdrew into her arm as her wrist guard formed into the body of the buster. She raised her arm up, grabbed it with her right hand and gave a small grin at Giro as the cannon appeared, reflecting a bit of the sunlight as it did so. "If you insist on going through with this, Dad, I don't want you taking it easy on me."
//You don't? But what if he's stronger than you are with you holding back.//
"Then I guess I'll lose." she said so that only her model could hear. Aile stood there, her arm cannon readied at her father, Giro, slowly beginning to charge up energy. This battle will hopefully tell me just how strong you are, dad... |
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Post by Girouette & Model Z on Mar 19, 2012 15:33:48 GMT -5
Giro stood calmly at his place, several meters away from his daughter, as she activated her buster and aimed it at him.
"Fate does seem to enjoy her games."
Giro looked on stoically, a smile still on his face, as he looked down the barrel of Aile's buster. He wouldn't flinch.
The second it was fired, however, he'd leap high into the air and land right next to Aile, attempting to land three punches, one to the shoulder, one to the gut, and one pushing blow to the upper middle of her chest.
Immediately after attempting those strikes, he'd leap closer and attempt one final blow, a round house kick to Aile's helmet.
After all of these, if nothing happened to make this impossible, Giro would take two hopping steps back to put space between the two.
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Post by Model X Aile on Mar 19, 2012 15:53:10 GMT -5
Aile wasn't surprised in the slightest that Giro managed to avoid her shot. The distance between the two of them almost guaranteed his dodging. However, Aile wanted to make sure his reflexes weren't that off.
She was surprised whenever he managed to clear the distance in a single dash jump, it appeared she would need to give him more credit for his abilities; however, her she became less impressed by what he proceeded to do next. Punches, really?
Aile moved to the left for the shoulder punch, back for the gut punch, and further back for the punch aimed at her chest. She followed up by throwing her arm up (so her arm was shaped like an L) and used her arm guard to block his kick, Aile using her other hand to keep his leg there as she gave him a rather angry look.
"Don't you hold back on me, dad." she said, letting go of his leg and watching as he jumped back. Aile decided to do the same, looking back a bit to see that she had closed the gap between her and the edge of the stage. Luckily, there wasn't a rule about ringing out...but losing her balance because of the edge could cause some issues. Best keep her position in mind.
She stood still, left arm still in it's buster form. She figured she'd let Giro make the next strike which would, hopefully, be more forceful than the last.
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Post by Girouette & Model Z on Mar 19, 2012 16:06:57 GMT -5
As Aile told him to stop holding back, Giro could only laugh lightly. "Alright then." He said. "Brace yourself."
After saying that, he'd grab Aile's arm and, with a full body motion, would hurl her completely several meters down the arena floor.
Once there was distance between then, he'd reach for the hilt of his saber and stand at the ready, his smile gone and replaced with an expression of concentration.
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Post by Model X Aile on Mar 19, 2012 16:15:24 GMT -5
Aile was shocked at the sudden grabbing of her arm, even more so by being chucked across the stage. However, she managed to curl into a ball and turn that into an air spin, eventually landing on the ground with both her legs spread, and her right arm on the ground. Instantly she looked up in time to see Giro pull out his saber. Excellent, seems he won't be holding back now...
Aile flashed a smile for a split second before sprinting forward, activating her dash system, moving forward towards Giro at a faster rate than just walking. Of course this meant even less time for her to react if he did something, but she'd manage. As she made her way towards Giro, she started charging her buster again, ready to use it when the moment to strike was ready.
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Post by Girouette & Model Z on Mar 20, 2012 16:16:51 GMT -5
He remained calmly in place as Aile dashed at him, but as soon as she was at her max speed and minimum maneuverability, he dashed at her as well, slamming the hilt of his sabre right into her midsection.
Hopefully, the megaman armor would protect her from major injury, but the blow would be forceful enough to knock the wind out of her and stun her long enough for him to slip behind her and grab her buster arm, pulling it behind her back, pointed away from him.
"Give up?"
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Post by Model X Aile on Mar 21, 2012 10:59:35 GMT -5
"Oof! Aile grunted as she was hit by the hilt of his saber. She turned back and throw a disappointed look over her shoulder to him.
"Dadddddyyyyy...." she groaned, pouting, "you're making this really hard to keep from knocking you out. I know you don't want to hurt me just like I don't want to hurt you but really...giving up? Just because you have me like this? she'll sigh. Maybe there was a bigger gap between them than she had allowed herself to consider possible.
Five years was a long time, though...
She deactivated her current active arm buster, the change back to her regular hand would have caused enough space between his grip and her arm for her to slide out. She did so, dashing forward quickly and turning around to face him.
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Post by Girouette & Model Z on Mar 22, 2012 14:41:55 GMT -5
As Aile whined, calling him 'daddy', Giro found himself flinching, his grip loosening. As Aile deactivated her buster and got away, he just stood there for a moment.
Could he do this? Could he willingly hurt Aile just to knock her out of this tournament?
...He had too. He didn't trust anyone else to knock her out of the competition safely.
Time to stop screwing around.
Drawing his saber fully and activating it, he moved into a swordsmen's stance and prepared himself mentally. He wasn't going to hold back too much anymore. He was going to have to hurt her some, but told himself that she would get hurt even more by someone else.
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Post by Model X Aile on Mar 24, 2012 14:35:34 GMT -5
//Looks like he's ready to actually fight now, Aile.//
Hopefully you're right, Model X...
Aile also took a battle stance, allowing her arm to again return to its buster form. By this point she had reached full charge, so she was ready for him whenever he made his move...
However...she still was hesitant. If she went full force, would she know the full extent of his abilities? Because of this, she hesitated in making the first strike.
//Aile, are you sure you can do this?//
"I have to, Model X."
//I understand.//
"Dad, I hope you're ready...!" She yelled, before she started running towards the left, activating her dash function to speed up the travel and increase the distance.
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Post by Girouette & Model Z on Mar 31, 2012 14:17:19 GMT -5
Giro held his ground even as Aile began to dash, ready to duck dodge and leap out of the way of any shots fired. At this point, he knew Aile was probably going to avoid getting close, so Giro would have to go on the offensive sooner or later.
Waiting until Aile was at the apex of her dash, Giro dashed himself and stopped right where Aile was going to wind up, ready to dodge a blast and apply his first real strike. A slash aimed at her back.
Forgive me, Aile.
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Post by Model X Aile on Apr 3, 2012 15:17:19 GMT -5
Aile was surprised as Giro ended up cutting her off, giving a small squeak as he did, she attempted to sidestep, but it was to late. His slash would find it's mark and she'd be left to bite her lip as she pushed away from him, slightly angered, yet also impressed.
"Not bad, daddy." she said, smiling.
Model X couldn't help but feel off about something. It was like this battle was fated, but not just here, at this point in time; it was at this point that he couldn't help but notice the feeling that he's had this battle before and that he held back just like this.
Something was different this time, though...
He was holding back this time...even if he wasn't now, at first he was...
Aile noticed X was bothered by something but didn't trouble him with it right now, she stood there, at the ready, waiting for her father, Giro, to make the next move. Come at me, bro.
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Post by Girouette & Model Z on Apr 6, 2012 16:04:30 GMT -5
Letting him make the next move? Hm, a dangerous idea, but it unless he wanted to just stare at her until she got bored, he'd have too.
Instead on using his dash ability, Giro simply charged at Aile, ready to nimbly leap and dodge any attacks. He wasn't going to dash, sure it made him quick, but it killed his ability to jump and weave, something he needed to be able to do.
Quickly closing the distance between him and Aile, he'd do his best to get up close to her and try to land another blow, this time on her chest armor or buster. Maybe if he could disengage the buster and disarm her...
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A.I.L.E. | M.O.D.E.L. X.
G.I.R.O.U.E.T.T.E. | M.O.D.E.L. Z. 