◊ Johto Fighting Touranment

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Where: Goldenrod National Park
When: Early morning October 7
Summary: Many have entered but only one will take the title.
Rating: T for violence
Log:
It’s a slightly rainy day in Johto, but that’s not going to stop the excitement that seem to have taken over the park. In the center of the park, there are five floating octagon-shaped platforms that being held up by Alakazams. Around the edges of the park there are tarp shielding the bustling crowds from the drizzle. Several big screen TVs can be seen all over the place.

The main park doors up and a redheaded woman step out. The crowds goes silent as she approaches the middle platform hovering above the water fountain. Once she gets close enough, one of the Alakazams picks her up using psychic. As she lands, she pulls out a microphone out of her pocket and addresses to the crowd.

“Hey folks, this is your lovely DJ Mary of the Radio Tower. Welcome to the first ever Johto Fighting Tournament!” she shouts into the mike, making the crowd goes wild. “Competitors from all over the region have come to prove their might but only one will be the Champion. This event will not only be witnessed here in great city of Goldernrod but is also being broadcast to all of Johto, so you can’t say you missed any of the action! The rules of the tournament are simple, folks. There are two ways to win.”

Mary raises her free hand up, showing two fingers.

“One is by knocking out your opponent, and the other is by knocking them OFF the platform. Don’t worry, guys, these awesome Alakazams will be here to float you down if you fall off. Now, enough talk. Let’s get this tournament started. Bring out the contestants!”

Mary is floated off the stage just as the doors open again and the competitors come out.

Round 1 Round 2 Round 3 Round 4 Round 5 Round 6 Locker Rooms & Waiting Area Audience Post-Touranment Party

Comments

[foolishwren]

_{[Concede defeat? Heather? NOPE.JPG. ... Well, no, she knows she's lost... but...!]}

And let this fight have lasted less than five minutes?!

<sub>[She'll, um... take the compliment later, right now she's still hoping she can stretch this out.]

[Her brain's already throwing out numerous possibilities for continued escape attempts, but very few of them are actually practical, and the few that ARE are still pretty much a long shot.]

[Until he reaches the edge, she'll just settle for trying to viciously elbow the back of his head.]</sub>

[show_my_cannons]

Five minutes is long, for combat.

[Which is true, more or less. Time always seems to last longer when you're fighting, though.]

[After the second time her elbow knocks into the back of his skull, he adjusts his grip, and ducks his head down, chin to chest. Hopefully, that will make it harder for her to whack him.]

Ow.

[foolishwren]

<sub>[If she wasn't more immediately concerned with the prospect of being dumped off the platform, that deadpan 'ow' probably would have made her laugh. There was just something hilarious about it.]

[But for the moment, she doesn't reply. Just silently tries to squirm backwards a little so that she can attempt to knee his lowered head in the chin. IF THERE IS AN OPPORTUNITY TO CONTINUE WHACKING SHE WILL TAKE IT--]</sub>

[show_my_cannons]

Ow.

[There will, at least, be several more "Ow's" following that first one. He holds on to her tighter. Mostly because he doesn't like the idea of losing his balance, and falling off as well.]

[He keeps on marching. All stubborn determination.]

You will hurt your knee, at this rate.

[foolishwren]

_{[... Yeah it kinda does hurt. But Heather doesn't care. She's kind of stupid like that.]}

As long as it hurts your FACE, I'll deal with it.

_{[Her tone is TOO grumpy to really take seriously, and she knows it. The fight's a lost cause at this point, and she just sort of wants to be as much of a pain as possible on her way down.]}

[show_my_cannons]

You will deal with a broken joint?

[Okay really, he doubts his head could break a bone in her body. But maybe the warning will keep her still, and... not have them both fall over the edge.]

[Ironhide really doesn't want to fall. Air drops from the NEST planes are -- were -- bad enough.]

[foolishwren]

As hardheaded as you ARE, I think my knee will be FINE, thanks.

_{[A warning? Keep Heather still? AHAHAHAH. Actually, she'd be lying if she said she wasn't sort of hoping she could get him off-balance and make him slide off with her. That would be HILARIOUS. ... And make this officially the lamest fight of the entire tournament, but still. HILARIOUS.]}

[show_my_cannons]

Suit yourself.

[He is content, then, to let her keep kneeing him in the chin. Sure, it hurts. But with her angle, it probably won't do any serious damage.]

[... except to Ironhide "severe bruising" and/or "losing a tooth" fall under minor damage. Teeth regrow, right?]

[He nears the edge, and starts to peel her off his shoulder.]

[foolishwren]

<sub>[... Fortunately for him, in this position, it's pretty much impossible for her to be moving that knee hard enough to knock any teeth loose.]

[But needless to say, her concern is drawn away from HIT HIM IN THE FACE AS MANY TIMES AS POSSIBLE BEFORE HE GETS TO THE EDGE once he... actually does get to the edge. Scrabbling for a hold instinctively as she's tugged loose, it does her little good.]

[... She settles for grabbing onto his arm with an utter DEATHGRIP instead.]</sub>

[show_my_cannons]

[That's a pretty good grip. He's sort of impressed.]

[Nevertheless, he's slowly holding his arm -- and therefore Heather -- over the edge. It's difficult. In this body, even he can't hold the teenager up in the air with one arm for very long. But he figures maybe she'll lose her grip via gravity before that happens.]

[foolishwren]

<sub>[oh god oh god OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD--]

[Heather's not afraid of heights, not any more or less than your average person. But that doesn't mean she likes being dangled over a high drop, even if she DOES know she'll be caught if she falls.]

[So she clings on, grimly. And THAT is something that she happens to be very good at. You're looking at the monkey-bars champion of fifth grade, pal.]

[Gritting her teeth at Ironhide over her own arms, she growls.]</sub>

Gonna have to do more than just stand there, old man. I can do this all day.

[show_my_cannons]

[He sighs. His attention is turned to the drop. And the general area around them. He doesn't look at her.]

Very well.

[And then he shakes his arm.]

[foolishwren]

<sub>[Awesome. Motion!]

[There's absolutely no chance of her winning this fight. But she doesn't want to go down without a parting blow. Which is why, when Ironhide starts to shake his arm, she clamps down tighter and uses the motion to aid a forward swing, her legs out.]

[Aiming to land a blow with both feet in the middle of Ironhide's chest.]

[She'll probably lose her grip and fall for good in the process, and it's doubtful she'll actually do any damage-- but it's more to make a stubborn little point than anything else.]</sub>

[show_my_cannons]

[He lets her hit him. It's going to bruise, and it makes him stagger a little.]

[And then he uses her own backswing to toss her off his arm. She'll land safely enough.]

[foolishwren]

<sub>[AAAAH FALLING-- no, okay, fight's over. She can live with that conclusion. Getting a parting blow in soothes her ego a little, even if he had more or less just LET her hit him. There's just something about hitting people that makes Heather feel better about things.]

[She makes it to the ground safely, thanks to the Alakazams. Whew. Well. That was... something.]

[She'll be looking for Ironhide after the tournament's end, though. Because man, if she had to lose, she wants to learn how NOT to in the future. Or ... how not to lose as BADLY, anyway.]</sub>