Scene #6686: MECC: Krusty vs Touta Konoe

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Krusty	It's another packed audience as people from all over have come to see another match of the finals. Really makes you wonder how much you actually have to pay to get a seat here, considering how many people are in the Multiverse who would be interested in watching Elites battle it out. They probably all sold out in the first nanosecond! The stadium lights dim as projectors come to life, building up the scenery. A wide open grassy clearing forms, surrounded on most sides by sakura trees. Cherry blossoms also begin to lightly fall from the ceiling, softly landing on the grass. Krusty walks out into the opening amidst the cheers from the crowd, his cloaking billowing out behind him. He gives a number of nods in recognition to them and the cameras, not going for too much of a spectacle but still giving them something. Krusty's heavy armour clanks together as he comes to a stop at his starting position. He reaches up to the large two-handed sword on his back, swinging it around and then stabbing it point down into the ground. He then waits patiently for his opponent.
Touta Konoe	Entering into the ring compared to his opponent Touta really doesn't look all that mighty in comparison to the literal knight in shining armor. If anything he's probably the glasses wearing warrior's polar opposite. A young man dressed in casual black attire, wielding a black taichi. At the very least he seemed to have plenty of charisma though as he waves to the crowd with a bit of an awkward smirk on his face. The moment he steps into the ring he's able to catch a glimpse of the cherry blossoms fall as he catches one in his palm. "Man...The shrine never ceases to amaze. Seriously feels like a real one..." With that he looks up towards his opponent, the cherry blossom blowing out of his palm as a smile appears on his face "Krusty right? I knew the name sounded familiar! I know we've definitely met before here and there, but man it feels like it's been forever. But I guess we'll have to catch up later, huh?" Just as he says it the count-down already begins and that smiling kid starts easing into his stance as well, lowering his center of mass and distributing his feet even amongst his feet. The boy's blade is raised ready to strike at any second. 5...4...3...2...1...GO!!! The match begins and Touta takes the initiative with his light-weight movements to take the first strike from Krusty! He charges Krusty at first, keeping his eye on the blade he had slammed down in front of him. No point hitting there. So he attempts to take advantage of his maneuverability and size to make a quick shift from a head on charge to a pass at his side! Once he thought he had a clean shot, he'd try making a low aimed slash into the back of one of Krusty's legs.
Krusty	Krusty nods in greeting, and agreement, to Touta, "A pleasure to see you again." He doesn't really know the guy much personally. But they have fought side by side in the past a few times. Soon enough the countdown begins, at which point Krusty reaches beneath his tabbard and pulls out a small bottle of liquid. He uncorks it, pouring it over his blade. The liquid seeps into it and it starts to glow a sickly red. Throwing the bottle away, Krusty shifts into a defensive stance just as the match is about to start. He gives Touta a smile, "Perhaps a drink, once the match is done? Winner buys." The match begins and Krusty begins to slowly advance. Touta takes the initiative, which Krusty is happy to let him do. He watches closely as Touta charges, shifting the large sword once aware of what his opponent plans. The first blow glances off Krusty's sword with sparks, Krusty turning quickly to follow Touta's movements. His large sword swings around, at what is probably an unexpected speed given its size, to clash against Touta's blade once more as an attempt is made for a leg. With the parries having hopefully disturbed Touta's balance, Krusty attempts to take advantage of the opening with a swing of his own. A single diagonal strike upwards to try and cut across Touta's chest. If it hits, Touta will unfortunately find that the sword's glow is not for show as it saps away his strength.
Touta Konoe	Touta ends up being the one blindsided! The parry is swift catching Touta's blade and distorting Touta's balance and his follow up slash looks like it'd leave a serious blow! In a desparate attempt to avoid a serious blow he allows his balance to completely collapse having him fall backwards. The blade leaves a large cut across his chest, but compared to what it could have been... Touta falling back rolls to try and bring himself to a knee, before trying to smirk again. "Man, what is with all of you heavy-sword types being able to fling them around like nothing? Guess you wouldn't be using them otherwise though...And yeah, drinks sound fun." Smirk on his face, but sweat down his brow as he looked at the glowing blade, it's shine and sensation as it struck him had definitely left him feeling off. It's sad to say but Touta's lost the initiative in this fight, he was going to need to make it up somehow and if that was the case... Touta charges forward his blade raised up as if he's ready to have it coming crashing down against the warrior, only at the last second as it looks like he's about bear the weight of his blade down against he doesn't. The boy feints his strike and opts to literally just dive inbetween Krusty's legs in an attempt to get behind the guy. There is definitely know training to that decision, just impromptu instinct. Should he find his way behind the armored foe Krust would feel Touta's blade attempt to come slam into his waist from behind as he spun on his knee to build up mommentum for the swing.
Krusty	Krusty gives Touta a friendly smile, providing some explanation, "Heavy weapon classes like my own tend to have higher levels of strength, letting us wield such weapons with relative ease. Especially if they have an offense focused build." As Touta comes in for what appears to be an overhead strike, Krusty raises his sword in a move to block it. Of course, the strike doesn't come. Not as expected anyway. Touta feint tactic proves successful, allowing him to strike from behind. The blade slices through the cloak. Unfortunately it proceeds to scrape across Krusty's heavy armour, leaving a deep groove but not penetrating to the man beneath. It's at that point that Krusty spins around to face Touta once more, swinging his large sword around with him in a wide horizontal arc. But it is the flat of the blade that is facing Touta, Krusty attempting to smash Touta with it rather than slice. A tactic of his own. But Krusty does compliment Touta on his, "Tricky move. I'm obviously going to have to be wary of you."
Touta Konoe	Touta gets sent rolling this time by the blade as he gets slammed. He finds his footing once more but, "Heh, if we're talking tricks, don't you think you're the one I gotta be wary of. Seriously, you didn't even slash me that time and I'm feeling out of it." He takes another moment as he catches his breath. He wasn't sure how Krusty's blade was really draining him of his vitality. Rather than immediately get back into the hussle Touta does something he doesn't do usually. He gets up and just stands there. Whether it's to catch his breath or try and think this through it's clear he's trying to figure what's the best approach to fighting a guy like Krusty. "I feel like if I just wing it he'd end up smacking me around even more..." He whispers to himself until he lets out a sigh. "Whatever, over thinking ain't gonna do me any good. Guess I just gotta see what sticks." With that he goes right back into the fray with the same charging tactic as before. This kid might just be a musclehead after all sadly. He raises his blade up this time like he did before, it was totally plausible the kid was going to try to make a feint again like last time and if that was the case, Krusty definitely needed to be more observant of what was going on besides the blade. "1000 FOLD!" The kid lets out his battlecry and flings his sword. No seriously, he lobs the damn thing at Krusty's foot hoping to pierce into it, before trying to slam a knee into Mr.Glasses glasses. If it somehow worked out well...Hopefully that strength stat of his is as good as he makes it sound to be cause he's gonna be feeling a bit lopsided.
Krusty	Krusty doesn't immediately engage when Touta appears to try and think. In fact he seems to intentionally give Touta the time. Even helping by providing an explanation, "My weapons have a HP... Health absorption effect when they strike. The potion I used is one that enhances a weapon's natural abilities. Krusty can't hear the boy's whispers and so can't be sure of what he has come up with. But still he readies himself as Touta once more attacks. Krusty was familiar with the unique ability of Touta's own weapon. Though not so much with how he uses it. Throwing it appears to be a smart move. The blade manages to pierce through the top of Krusty's boots, given they're not usually a target the armour isn't as thick. Krusty winces at the pain, distracting enough for Touta to get that knee in. Krusty stumbles back, Touta's sword getting dislodged. The armored man raises a hand to his face for a few moments. Once he lowers it again, it seems that the blow has fractured his glasses a bit. He tries to shake off the feeling, though it doesn't help much. Krusty chuckles, "Not bad." He settles down into an attack stance, sword rising straight so the tip points at Touta. The blade begins to glow with light as Krusty starts, "Scarlet-" Krusty pushes off from the ground, quickly closing the short distance to Touta as he attempts to run his blade through, "Thrust!"
Touta Konoe	"SCARLET?! Again?!" Krusty prepares his own powerful attack. He can tell just by the name alone that it's gonna be a doozy if he doesn't take it seriously. The last attack that smacked him like that nearly blew him away entirely! The attack intending to run through Touta instead simply grazes him. "Tch!!!" Sadly even a graze feels like a lethal blow as it slashes into the kid's shoulder. There's more heavy breathing that ensues. An arm that's gone limp, and a sword that looks like it's about ready to be pulled out any second. Yet in this moment he can still find the time to chat it up. Or maybe it's just a desparate attempt on his part so that he can gasp for air. Air he thought he didn't even need to breath. "Man, this seriously sucks. I'm use Huff to getting Huff smacked up a little huff huff huff but this really takes the win...Uggh this really bites. Listen, don't think of me like a cough battle freak But..." That stupid smile comes up again, "...I'm glad you showed up." As to why he doesn't say specifically. All he does see is an opportunity. An opportunity he hasn't been able to take advantage of till this moment. A point where Krusty actually looks like he's starting to feel the heat himself, and if that's the case, Touta still has a reason to fight. The distance between the two had been cut short, incredibly short. Though when it came to real close quarters combat, a blade started becoming more difficult to swing, a person with just his hands and legs to really try to take advantage of the distance. So even though he's tired, an arm completely useless, and a sword still being pulled out by Krusty, Touta's gonna go take this time to greet Krusty's face again but this time with his fist!
Krusty	There are traces that Krusty is looking a little tired after that last assault. But he hides it well, managing to smile at those last words, saying, "A good attitude. Facing diversity makes you stronger. Better able to react to changing situations." Krusty proves his own words moments later as Touta goes in for a punch. Recently made aware that the opposing swordsman also likes to use his own body to effect, Krusty is prepared. He lets one hand go of his sword, raising his arm to deflect the blow. Krusty starts, "Armor-" The difficulty of sword fighting in close quarters like this also applies to Krusty. Thus he doesn't trying to swing his blade for this attack. Instead he tries a pommel strike to Touta's gut, "Crash!"
Touta Konoe	Touta ends up in prime close quarter combat range, it works to his advantage or so he thought, but apparently Krusty's still got enough juice to block Touta's attacks! And the retaliation comes full force with a slammed fist into Touta's gut. Krusty can feel the vibration on his fist as it makes contact with the boy. The sensation of the boy buckling if only for a moment. After everything he's suffered through it only makes sense that it would be the case that he's sufferring through a hell of a lot at the moment and yet. "Yeah, you're right huff it really does help make you more aware of different situations. Like...When you're opponent's tapped out even though he's got a hell of a poker face." The blow hits home but after all the times Touta's been cut up, blown up, and just plain pummeled to a literal pulp, he likes to think he has a knack for when people are starting to lose their touch, and Krusty's timer is going down. "So I guess I got to try and take this chance then!" There's nothing flashy about his next attack. He's simply just slamming a fist into Krusty, just trying to punch him where it hurts. That's all he can do in a situation like this.
Krusty	The blow from Touta appears quiet powerful and probably would have done a lot more had Krusty not been able to maneuver himself so it struck a heavy part of his armour. Still, he feels the resulting impact with a bit of a wince and is forced back by it. He goes with the momentum though, jumping away from Touta to finally break up the scuffle. Krusty takes a few moments to collect himself, once more returning to his impressive poker face. He chuckles at Touta, "Hiding one's true physical state can be a very important part of a battle. It creates doubt in the opponent, which can be turned in your own favour. Though I think you've seen enough to know the truth of my current state." Krusty settles down into an attack stance, swinging his blade out to the side in preparation. The blade begins to glow with light as he starts yet another of his attack skills, "Aura-" Krusty pushes off from the ground with a rush of air, kicking up cherry blossoms behind him. He quickly closes the distance to Touta in a single move. But it's not a head on charge, but rather a pass as Krusty swings his blade horizontal as he does so. Further more the skill, designed to bypass enemy defenses, has turned the blade immaterial, causing it to do its damage as it passes through its target. Krusty skids to a stop on the other side of Touta, "-Saber."
Touta Konoe	"Physical state huh? I think I get what you're saying, but if that's the case doesn't that just mean... The guy who's got the most guts is gonna be the one to pull out of this in the end? If that's the case...Side-stick!" Touta's blade heeds his call as it literally flies into the air of it's own volition back into Touta's grasp. It's a nifty trick for when he needs his blade back but compared to all the ones Krusty has been dishing out. It's been novel at best. But tricks aren't going to get him out of this fight. If there's anything he's learned from these matches it's one thing... When Touta needs to, he can be a meat miracle. So he'll bet all the marbles on that. Krusty's attack charges before unleashing an attack strong enough to whip of the cherry blossoms behind his back. Touta tries to bring his blade up but the attack is just too...Swift...No it was more than that...Touta's arm is completely bisected. Krusty can hear the sound of blood gushing from the young man and a scream. It's gone. The arm that had been holding his blade was just completely ripped off. And that's when Krusty hear's it. A scream of agony that keeps getting louder. Not because Touta's getting louder, but closer...Much closer. The moment Krusty turn back to this monster of a kid he'd see the remaining arm try to punch right into the man's armor of all places. But unlike before this arm was strange, it was almost like it had been covered in some sort of black armor, or scaling. Whatever it was wreaked an unpleasant sensation and whatever it was, while Krusty can't definitely say it's trouble. Instinct alone would probably make him worry for what was about to happen next.
Krusty	Krusty turns around to find out the result of his attack... And why the screaming sounded weird. Only to find himself punched in the chest by a flying arm. And strongly at that. It's enough to cave in that section of his armour and send him flying. Krusty hits the ground hard, grunting at the impact. Is this it? Is he down for good? Nope. Krusty begins to rise again, though he looks to be having trouble. His injuries are starting to mount and he's looking out of breath. But he still manages to rise. Summoning strength once more, Krusty raises his sword towards Touta and gives him a strained smile, "Nicely done... Not yet enough though." Krusty lifts his sword up over his shoulder in preparation to swing, the blade beginning to glow. However he makes no attempt to move closer to Touta, not even as he brings the weapon down. The gathered light jumps off the blade, forming a cresent as it streaks towards Touta and threatens to cut into him just like an actual sword strike.
Touta Konoe	Touta felt that last attack stick real good. It's enough to give some relief to the boy...No it wasn't that, which was giving him relief. A smile accrues on his face. "Guess not but...That magic of yours is finally tapped out." If there was ever situation where the tides were turning in this moment Touta feels like this would be the one. At this point it's anyone's fight, and at the very least that makes Touta happy. "...Even if I lose here, I don't think I'd end up regretting it...But...It's not like I'm done yet either!" Krusty refuses to take the fight back to Touta, so he's got to keep the pressure on. He keeps the charge going and is met by Krusty's crescent wave, it hits but at the best can only stagger this monster of a kid at this point. Even with an arm missing, his chest opened up, and a bloody mess all over he's coming after Krusty like he's accumulated ALL OF THE AGGRO!!! But this charge is more than it appears. "Grasp the Earth..." The ground below Touta's feet as he takes each step begins to crumble as he gets closer. "Grasp the World!!!" And then, he's gone. Or rather, he's a blur. The kid that was charging while trudging along makes more use of his speed than any other time through this fight, and with all that speed piled up he slams that darkened fist right back into that caved in section of armor!
Krusty	Krusty's eyes lose focus a little as Touta mentions that his 'magic' is tapped out. Sure enough it's showing as much as he looks at his HUD. His stamina bar is practically empty. It is slowly regenerating, but not fast enough. Focusing back on Touta once more Krusty chuckles i agreement with his sentiments, "We've made it this far. And to finish with this fight... I too would be content." Another punch strikes Krusty dead on in the chest, in the same spot even. Though expecting it this time, he's able to remain standing and instead skids across the ground. After he stops, he grunts, dropping to one knee. It's very close, Krusty clearly on the edge. But he manages a smile, echoing Touta as he says, "Not... Yet... ... Resilience." An aura of energy briefly surrounds Krusty, strength visibly returning to him as he stands once more. Krusty raises his large sword up over his head, light beginning to glow along the blade in a move similar to the previous as he doesn't try to close the distance. But Touta can probably guess that Krusty is too tactical minded to use the same move twice in a row. And he's right. Krusty brings his sword down hard. There is no crescent of light. Instead the sword hits the ground. The light arcs off it, ripping through the grass and dirt, spreading out as it approaches Touta. As it does it, it sends rocks flying and opens up a chasm. Said chasm grows in size, threatening to pelt Touta with rocks and swallow him up with a dangerous drop.
Touta Konoe	Touta's bloody. He's dripping all around the place. It was as though his blood had also become like the cherry blossoms that had fallen upon the ground of the stadium. Leaving their mark upon this beautiful land. Yet even as this battle becomes one of the most bloody Touta's ever had to overcome he just can't help but smiling. He won't say anything else from this point on. He doesn't need to. Everything that's need to be said, everything that needs to be done will happen in these last moments. Though he's exhausted. Even using Shundo, something that he's never felt tax him before made him feel like he could collapse. Hell if he wasn't careful he might just K.O. from exhaustion even without taking the next hit. And the next hit was apparently going to be no joke. Touta can tell after this fight has been going on for so long. That he was putting the final bits of what he had left into this attack. If he could somehow manage to make it through...There was a chance. A sliver of chance that he could make a comeback. That comeback would not come easy though, Krusty was right to not send that lightning the way he did last time, if he did Touta could at least attempt to send it back at him. But this way...It's too much. The boy can't even attempt to absorb the lightning from below. The rocks shoot off bashing Touta each and every way. If the crowd wasn't already familiar with Touta (which hopefully they would at this point) they'd probably question why a kid had to be bludgeoned in such a fashion. By the time the lightning makes its path towards him he can barely keep himself up. The boy is hit and sent into the bottom of the abyss. It's over, Touta has fallen... There's a moment of silence as the crowd tries to confirm what just happened. It should be from here that they call the match... "SIDE-STICK!!!" The boy fell into the chasm, that was assured. Krusty saw it happen with his own eyes, and yet as he look back at towards the sound of that voice. That same voice he'd see that same boy. It should have been impossible, how had he climbed out of the chasm? Well one look at Krusty would realize he didn't. More than likely someone so analytic and observant as Krusty what was happening. He was regenerating, he had started regenerating from the dismembered arm that had been sliced off previously. With just that one limb, Touta was recreating his entire body back from atop the chasm. His blade hearing the call flies into the hand that was but inanimate only a moment ago and with one final push, Touta pushes off the ground with the same speed as he had before, with his blade over his head. "TWO-THOUSAND FOLD!!!" The blade swings down with enough force that whether it hit or not, the ground below would crumble beneath it's weight...
Krusty	Krusty is practically dead on his feet, looking quite exhausted and barely able to stand. Even so he doesn't give in to premature celebration as Touta vanishes into the chasm his skill had smashed open. He knew Touta had some serious regeneration skills... But not that he could regenerate entirely from just an arm. Krusty admits, "Impressive." Touta comes speeding towards Krusty, now extremely heavy sword coming down towards him. Krusty manages to raise his large blade up to block, catching Touta's blade on his own... ... But the weight is too much for Krusty's weakened state. He quickly collapses to his knees. His arms give way, his sword pushed from his grip. Finally he crashes into the ground, helping to form the resulting crater amidst a blast of dust and cherry blossoms. As the aftermath fades away, Krusty can be seen lying there. Unmoving. Soon enough the match horn sounds, signalling Touta's victory. As the Shrine's effects begin to reverse his injured and exhausted state, Krusty manages to groan out, "I'm ready for that drink now."
Touta Konoe	The last moments felt like a blur. One moment he recalled falling into the abyss, into darkness and yet all he kept thinking was that he didn't want to lose, even to such an incredible person. He wanted to keep going. To keep living in this moment. And within that next instant he found himself with his blade in hand brought down upon Krusty. The cherry blossoms fade and the stadium returns to normal, Touta is restored mentally and physically that which his regeneration hadn't already done. Yet even with his wits back with him and a sense of vitality he was sorely lacking after that match when he's told he made it through the match, he almost can't believe it. Even the crowds shouting and cheering don't break him out of his stupor. The only thing, no the only person that makes him believe that this was reality is the bespectacled warrior who walks up declaring he's ready for Touta to take care of his drink. Touta's left speechless for a moment, but regaining himself he returns Krusty's groan with a smile and a pat on the back, "Yeah, I think we both deserve more than a drink after that though! While we're at it, you totally got to tell me how those spells work! I thought I was gonna end up dead on my feet!"