3206/WMAT ASF Fudou Moto vs Natasha

WMAT ASF Fudou Moto vs Natasha
Date of Scene:	14 October 2015
Location:	Papaya Island - Tournament Grounds
Synopsis:	The Bracket A semi-finals between Natasha and Fudou Moto are decided!
Cast of Characters:	425, Nagato, 784
Tinyplot:	WMAT 2015

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Fudou Moto (784) has posed:
    The Papaya Island tournament grounds aren't quite as busy as they're going to get this WMAT season, but they're pretty close. The Semifinals are progressing inexorably towards their inevitable end, and today's bound will be the capstone to lead into the final round of the fight.

    In one corner of the arena is perhaps an unlikely contender. A small-time circuit Street Fighter who has, thus far, displayed an unusual amount of resilience and raw brawler's instinct. The question is whether that will be enough to overcome his opponent's raw sorcerous might.

Still, until the match begins, Fudou simply rests on his knees, sitting and waiting for the ring of that bell.

Natasha (425) has posed:
Natasha's clearly excited about the fight, one more win and she's in the finals after all. Still, she's trying to stay somewhat level-headed she knows she has to win this battle first. She's a bit impatient and wants to get start already, it seems like she's been waiting forever for this moment. Of course she's not a straight up mage as one might suspect, but Fudou would find that out shortly.

Nagato has posed:
    Not quite as busy but they are still pretty packed with people flocking in to watch the Semi-Final match. Up in the announcer booths are two girls with microphone in hand and bright smiles on their face. "Welcome welcome, you'll soon be praising the victor instead of me with the match coming up here in the semi finals of the World Martial Arts Tournament! This wargame match features Futou Modo versus Natasha, both strong competetors to get this far in the tournament, so you're bound to see some wonderful action! I'm Ryuujou, the best Light Carrier of the Fleet and I'm here with the Island Breeze, Shimakaze!"

    Shimakaze let's a bright smile through, "Hooiii Shimakaze here! Let's see how fast they can do this, it's a pretty exciting time here, isn't it Ryuujou? Though it looks like one of the two competetors are impaitent and wanting to spring forth and let all their fight out at once! I like this person!"

    "Shimakaze... fast isn't eve..."

    "Fast IS everything..."

Fudou Moto (784) has posed:
    His opponent has arrived. Fudou rises from his Seiza, that familiar heat building in the hollow of his chest. Anticipation for the coming fight tempered by the recognition of a fair challenge. "Best of luck," he calls across as he stands, finding his footing. The Street Fighter bounces once on the balls of his feet. Twice, thrice, and then--

There's a rush of air.

    Fudou breaks into a charging rush, his hands closing into fists. With a mighty roar, he lunges into the first punch of the evening. The heat in his heart pulses as he feels it ignite, spreading like wildfire through his veins and arteries.

The fight is on.

Natasha (425) has posed:
Natasha wasn't quite expecting for him to come out that fast, and tries to move out of the way. Before she can move though she takes a punch straight in the face. Good thing she doesn't have bones because that would have likely broke something. Her head snaps back a bit though, "Ouch!" Maybe getting close wasn't a good idea and she steps back a bit. Fire starts to form in one of her hands before she tosses at Fudou, he should likely be familiar with this.

Fudou Moto (784) has posed:
A palpable hit. Fudou expects to feel that tell-tale crunch of bone splintering beneath his blow, but... Nothing?

No time to think. Fire.

    Flame crashes into his body, the blaze singing at his skin and tattered clothes. The Street Fighter screams as the fire spreads, the scent of cooked flesh wafting into the air. For a moment, it seems as though he'd been overcome--

And then his eyes lift.

    Fudou takes a step, flame billowing from his shoulders. He huffs, tightens his fists and surges in again. Against an opponent like this, he needs to stay close- he needs to remain in the sort of range that gives him the advantage. Fudou twists, bringing another heavy fist upward into his opponent's gut.

Just need to keep up the pace.

Nagato has posed:
    Shimakaze shouts out, "Oooh, that hit look like it hurt! Are his fists made of cannon shells because that look like it could punch armor!" she leans forward over the announcer booth. "Ryuujou, plane... get a closer look! This is exciting! And Natasha retaliates with a fireball of her own! So quick to recover and throw out an attack of her own! She's amazing! Ryuujou! Plane!"

    Ryuujou shakes her head, "They have cameras down there... look at the monitors. But the flames seem to have done something to Fudou there, he looks like he got seriously in... nope, ther ehe goes! Another quick fist punch, a heavy fist uppercut to Natasha's stomach! Will she go airborne?!"

Natasha (425) has posed:
Of course getting close to Natasha provides its own set of challenges. After all she can light her body on fire if she wants. The gut punch isn't as effective as the blow to the head, but it still hurts. The impact does knock her back a bit but she's still in melee range. One of her feet burst into flames as she sweeps at him.

Fudou Moto (784) has posed:
    More flame; flame that consumes flesh and burns to the bone. Fudou staggers as it consumes him, swallowing him in a halo of consumptive, hungry fire. Pain crawls into his voice as he screams, emerging from his throat as a hoarse, jagged, gutteral thing.

But, in the name of victory, there's only one thing to be done.

    The Street Fighter presses through the heat, even as it blackens long swathes of his skin to charcoal. Blisters bubble across his flesh as he drops into a crouch-- and closes the distance again. His arms snatch out to try and seize his opponent by her midsection and spear her into the ground!

Nagato has posed:
    Ryuujou hops up and cheers, "I think we may have to call Natasha the Flame Witch after this! More fire comes from the magic user and it consumes Fudou! But a gutteral scream from him lets him press on and tackle Natasha! What's she going to do to get out of this?!"

    *Munch...munch...munch..*

    "Instant popcorn again?"

    Shimakaze nods. Ryuujou sighs.

Natasha (425) has posed:
While he does manage to grab ahold of Natasha and pulls her down, holding onto her provides it's own set of challenges. Namely keeping a grip on her as her torso bursts into flames as well. She's a bit sore as she struggles to break free but knows he's likely going to have trouble holding onto her for very long.

Fudou Moto (784) has posed:
    More fire. Fire everywhere. On her. On his skin, catching his clothes and his hair. His nerves feel like they're on fire too- but not in the way one might expect. They do not burn like lit candles, but rather like hot coals, an inner fire to match the one consuming his body.

In ordinary circumstances, one would normally want to jump away from a situation like this one.

    But pain is a familiar friend. The more he burns, the hotter he goes. And so Fudou remains there, his legs clinched around the sides of his opponent's chest even as she sets herself alight. He punches, throwing blow after blow at her head from his perch above her.

Fight through the pain, he tells himself. What comes afterwards will be worth it.

Natasha (425) has posed:
Natasha's a bit surprised as she he doesn't let go. She's pinned to the ground and having trouble breaking free. Her body does have some weight to it or she wouldn't be able to interact with others but is pretty light. Still she can move her head about, which is all she needs for her next move as she opens her mouth and she breathes fire out of it.

Nagato has posed:
    "He's on fire! He's been lit on fire and he's still pressing on! He must be made of steel to fight on from all that!" Shimakaze shouts in between popcorn munching. "This is exciting! How is Natasha going to deal with even more punching coming from Fudou! Clearly, she has to have SOMETHING to get past all of this! Show me something fast!"

    Ryuujou shakes her head, "MOre fire from Natasha is given even after the punch and... did she just breathe fire? A breath of fire?! What, is that the first time she did that or the second? It doesn't matter, the fire gout seems to have done something but both fighters are clearly going after it in close range!

Fudou Moto (784) has posed:
    YET MORE FIRE. Fudou roars as it cooks at the flesh on his face and neck and shoulders. Skin curdles and chars, burning like scraps of wood set onto an open flame. And still Fudou doesn't stop, his blows rain from on high without cessation, each fresh strike opening a fresh crater in the ground underneath them.

At some point in his past, this sort of thing might have been enough to force him back, but...

    His hands lock together, forming into a tight haymaker.

    He's close. Close enough to the Finals as to almost taste that air. Backing off now would mean giving her the chance to widen the distance between them, something that's patently unacceptable.

And so Fudou keeps right on going, even as his screams reverberate through the arena air.

Natasha (425) has posed:
Natasha cringes as she gets punched over and over crying out in pain. Yes, she's made ouf fire but still she feels every blow. Of course all the punch might lead to a different problem for Fudou. The repeated attacks are making the girl lose blood, which isn't you want to be exposed to without the proper protection.

Nagato has posed:
    Ryuujou cheers on and on, "More punching, more fire, more danger! It looks like Natasha's bleeding here too but her blood seems to ignite Fudou! I wonder if we can use that as a flamethrower... BUt Fudou keeps going on with his punching, that haymaker does land a good blow! But it's been punching and fire all day! It's exciting!"

    Shimakaze shakes her head, "I'm sure they have something up their sleeves, it can't all be punch and fire now can it? I mean, where's a kick?! Where's the super special I'm going to fill the screen with hate and hearts?!"

    "Shimakaze... have you been playing those video games again?" "Yes..."

Fudou Moto (784) has posed:
    Burning blood sprays across charred flesh. Fudou feels it burn deeper even than that- it digs down into his bones, chewing through the very stuff that holds him together like water might dissolve a sugarpill.

But she's not the only one with fire in her veins.

    There's a throb deep in the hollow of Fudou's chest. A wave of gold-white energy ignites across his skin, crawling down his circulatory system. Red echoes of decidedly un-flamelike power waft from his shoulders, twisting in the breeze. He should get away. He should run. But he can't.

He can't.

And so he continues.

Natasha (425) has posed:
While you could like use Natasha's blood as a flamethrower, it would be rather painful for her. She pushes with her hands and legs as flames jet out of them. Maybe she could use the ignition to forces him off her, it was a worth a shot at least. And it would be in her best interests to get some distance between the two of them.

Fudou Moto (784) has posed:
    Finally, Natasha manages to get some distance between herself and her dogged but altogether charcoaled opponent. Fudou grunts as the flames lick at his flesh anew and rolls hard across the arena floor. Still, he manages to force himself to stand. Even with various vital fluids quite literally boiled away, it seems he's still got the strength to fight--

And, maybe, even more than just that.

    He lurches forward, red energy swirling away from his heel and ankle as his footstep cracks the ground below. Another, his toes dig in. Finally, there's a boom of raw force as he launches himself after the flame-swathed woman, his arms reaching to lock around her neck...

Before a knee rises to try and slam hard into her face.

Natasha (425) has posed:
Natasha puts her hands to block the attack. Sure, getting hit with the knee still hurts but it's better than taking in the face. She flies up into the air as trying to get some distance betwen the two of them. Letting him get in close wasn't a good idea especially in her current state. She clutches her hands together before lobbing a rather large blast of flame to the ground below.

Fudou Moto (784) has posed:
Flame.

    It consumes him utterly, the fireball widening to swallow him up in its scalding embrace. Fudou's scream dies in his throat as he's devoured, fire burning across the arena floor. Something about all this is familiar. The scorching heat, the burning flesh. A dim memory ignites in the back of his brain, of some other time he can scarcely remember. A similar sensation, scorched into his soul.

But when he reaches for it, when he goes to seize it, he feels it slip through his fingers.

Much like his consciousness.

When the flame clears, Fudou is on the ground, scorched black and still burning like a human candle.

Nagato has posed:
    Shimakaze grabs Ryuujou's mic and shouts "Such wonderful attacks given! Fudou being ignited by Natasha, Natasha being crushed and knee'd and punched by Fudou! It's a veritable firebrawl down here in the stadium! And Natasha lets out a large blast of fire! What does it do!?! Where is it going! IT LOOKS LIKE IT HITS FUDOU! Fudou might have been hit by the large blast!"

    Wrestling her mic back from Shimakaze, "Get back to your own mic, Shimakaze. Could this be it?! Could this be the end of the semi finals with a firey finish!? It is! Fudou doesn't get up from the firey blast and ... there's the ref... and yes! The fight is over! With a firey blade, Natasha burns her name into the next round!"

Natasha (425) has posed:
It takes a moment for Natasha to realize what just happened, "I won? I won! I'm going to the finals!" Sparks go flying everywhere as Natasha finally loses her cool. Still it was a reason to celebrate, after all win or lose she's about to get more money than she could ever dream of. Of course she intends to win, but it was nice to be certain she's getting some kind of prize.

"I hope he's okay..." She lands back on the ground and the flames instantly vanish as she rushes over to Fudou. She's sure he's tough but she did burn him pretty badly.