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Post by Deleted on Jun 16, 2020 3:12:50 GMT -4
"Remember to stay focus, Desmoshi," Mizuki said lacing her brothers blue and white gloves. "It gets harder from this point on. You need to be sharper and keep your guard up." Mizuki was giving her usual pep talk to Desmoshi in the UA locker room. He was in his full attire- his green boxing shorts and blue tank-top shirt. Mizuki was grabbing his robe and getting ready to put it on him. "I won't need that sis," Desmoshi said to his sister. His sister raised a curious brow to her brother. "I am going in as I am. No need to hide who I am from the world. I giving it my best, no matter what."
'Hey kid,' Ame said to him. 'You sure you got this?' 'Not sure yet,' Desmoshi responded mentally to his partner. 'Guess we are about to find out.' Desmoshi gave a fist bump to his sister. "Wish me luck," Desmoshi said with a smile. He left to the locker room with a worried Mizuki looking behind him. As he enter the stadium the fans starting cheering as the announcer came on. "And here is a student from 1-A! Pulling all the punches. Desmoshi Haaaymakerrrr!!" The music came on as the fans cheered for the young hopeful as he entered to new arena.
From what Desmoshi could tell it was rocky terrain but it seem to be surrounded by fake lava. Desmoshi was pretty sure it was fake, but then again it was UA. Desmoshi was coming up with some ideas on how to use this to his advantage. But for now, he will wait for his opponent to appear.
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Post by Yuuto Samejima on Jun 16, 2020 18:25:59 GMT -4
Previous match went off without a hitch but he still feels the pain in his neck from that bite. Its not gonna leave a scar but Kumoko put up more of a fight than he thought. A fun fight but good grief did it become a lesson in both overestimating and underestimating his opponents. Making it a personal note to not hold anything back and actually try a different method of seeing what his opponent that can leave him room to actually fight and not become a moving target. So in prep, he changed out of his outfit that was managed by the webs and put on some more fitting attire. By fitting it was his modified UA P.E uniform which was more or less a black hoodie paired with the sweatpants they gave everyone. Additional Sweatbands on and elbow and knee padding he was ready for a fight.
He walked down the hall as he usually does as he made his way towards his side of the arena. The moment he entered he would immediately notice the change in scenery as it was more hot and rocky compared to the forest of the least fight. Volcanic scenery and his quirk is going to be tricky since the terrain is more of a hazard than it was before and he can feel the heat through his shoes.
“Lets get this done”, he said under his breath as he walked down to see his opponent. One of the newer students as of late but he was a target all the same. He cracked his knuckles as the announcer introduced him.” THE STUDENT FROM 1-B, THE PUNKY AND YET POWERFUL YUUUUUTO SAMEJIMA”, echoed and the crowd roared as he walked down. A slight bit annoyed by the words said but he can't correct them from where he was. So he stood near the center as he was in plain view of his opponent. Same as the rest so it was show time.
“From the moment that bell rings, its go time!”, he said with gusto as he looked at his opponent. The tension was high as he can feel it in the air as it can be cut with a knife. The moment he comes at him, he is gonna do the same because that is what he knows best. No tricks, no holding back. Just a good old fashioned brawl.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 21, 2020 19:18:04 GMT -4
Desmoshi looked at his opponent. He heard a little about him but not too much from that. "I wouldn't want anything less," Desmoshi said with a polite smile. 'Go time, kid!' Ame yelled with encouragement in his mind. 'No time to hold back!' 'You got it,' Desmoshi thought to himself. He might not win this one, but he was going to give it his best shot. Before the announcer could start the fight, Desmoshi breathed in deep. When he went to exhale, gold steam came through his nose. He repeated the action again and again as the steam built up, covering him in a thick golden smoke. When the smoke cleared away, Desmoshi's hands and forearms were covered in stone. There were two bull heads at the end of his fists, both of them snorting as though they had come to life. [smear:#e6e619]Earth breathing, Flow! Charge Horn of the Mountains! Little Rock Slugger![/smear:#b3814a:0]When the steam cleared away, Desmoshi got into his stance ready to take on the opponent. He needed to strike first- and fast. As soon as the referee said begin, all Desmoshi heard was the bell in his head, as though to signal the start of a boxing match. Sluggers were all about strong punches, but it needed to be precise. Desmoshi rushed in close to his opponent. As soon as he got close he ducked low, feinting in front of his opponent. Then he came back up from below his opponent. aiming an uppercut for his chin. His dad always taught him that this would cause the opponent's brain to rattle a bit. But the real question would it hit?
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Post by Yuuto Samejima on Jun 23, 2020 3:28:37 GMT -4
Yuuto stares at his opponent as the air around them is tense and quiet leading up to the start of the fight. He sized him up for what it was worth as boxer types can be easily spotted from how they carry themselves and whatnot. First a martial artist and a support student, his current opponent right now is a boxer so he can fully expect a head to head fight. His opponent would of course open up before the bell even rang as he activated his quirk and it gave him a hint on what it was. Echoes of Jack start to come up as he yells his move but that could be just him making comparisons to their demeanor in a fight. The gold mist is something to behold but he can't really focus on that right now as the fight is about to explode.
‘A mouthful of a technique that is but I cant be one to judge”,, he thought as he took a ready stance. Not even a moment has passed since the referee rang the bell and he rushed at him at full force. He does what a boxer is expected to do and he is going to come in swinging. Yuuto of course was familiar with this sort but one boxer is never the same as the others. His eyes would watch his opponent unflinching as he would come low. A smile would appear on the young man's face as the show began and his opponent was coming at him with a storm.
“Showtime..”, he muttered before he summoned Razor as he jumped backwards on reflex. He formed from the lower torso up as he was already in his battle stance. The hit made contact with Razor but given his durability and size, it wouldn't be much of an issue. Chain that connected him appeared on his wrist once more as he landed on his feet.
The monster did not flinch as he leered down at the boxer.‘My turn”, he said as Razor would respond with his own punch. A solid right hook is primed and ready as he swung at him. But there was a brief window of the wind up that could allow him to get out but is he fast enough?
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Post by Deleted on Jun 28, 2020 2:02:23 GMT -4
Flashback
The sun was peeking over the horizon. The smell of morning dew lingered in the air. Two eager students in training sat eagerly waiting for their sensei. One of them was a boy with black hair who seemed super excited. Another was a girl with purple hair who seemed to be quiet and patient. Believe it or not, they are both twins, a brother and a sister, who share a unique gift for martial arts. They couldn’t have been any more than ten years old at the time. In front of them sat a young man with purple hair in his training clothes, a wide smile on his face.
“Today, we will go deeper into the Breathing techniques,” the young man said to his two children. “It is Haymaker art passed down from generation to generation. We enhance this technique through our quirk and martial art of our choice thus creating a whole new martial art that would render you foe powerless.”
The young boy raised his hand excitedly, jumping up and down in joy. “Dad, you really going to teach us something new?” he asked his father with a giant smile. The young man smiled at his son, Desmoshi. He was always excited about the next challenge, just like him. He looked at the little girl, who was sitting quietly listening. His daughter, Mizuki, was the complete opposite of her brother, more like her mother than him. “Yes,” the young man answered. “The technique is our way of life in the family. Both my sister and I learned at a very young age. And now I will teach it to you.”
Mizuki looked at her father, her stoic expression still on her face. “Dad, are you sure we are ready for the next part?” Her father gave another wide smile. “I am the great Jokai Haymaker, my daughter! And I know you are ready.” Mizuki rolled her eyes, never surprised at her father’s antics.
“The first part of the technique is very important,” Jokai explained. “You must first inhale all that nature has to offer you. And then, exhale it out in one motion. The hardest part of this is expelling the energy from your quirk along with your breathing. Each technique requires something a little extra to release that energy and breathing. Most of us have learned to do this by yelling out the technique verbally.”
“Wouldn’t that let the enemy know what we are up to?” Mizuki asked unsure of this whole situation. “Yes,” Jokai replied. “They could always be prepared for the technique. But the power behind it… Well, that’s a whole another story.” He stood up and took his stance. “Alright, let’s get to it, you two! Time’s a-wasting.”
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Desmoshi saw the fist coming down. He knew that if it hit, it was game over. He might be losing this, but he wasn’t going down without a fight. ‘Inhale. Exhale,’ Desmoshi thought to himself. ‘What the hell are you doing, kid?! This guy is about to flatten ya!’ Ame yelled in his mind. ‘Something my dad taught me a long time ago,’ Desmoshi thought to his inner self. He aimed his rock fists to the ground. A plan had come together in his mind. Better than nothing. He inhaled and then exhaled out gold steam with his breath. He said quickly,
[smear:#a27a42]Earth breathing! First form! Bullrush Rifle![/smear:#e1e619:0]
He brought his fist the rocky terrain, using the force to push him to the side, away from the fist. He blasted to the left, hopefully far enough away from the giant behemoth. He skidded to a stop when he landed, waiting for the next part of his plan. If this is basically set like a volcano… The spot he hit earlier crumbled into giant hole, shooting out a geyser of fake lava in front of the creature. Desmoshi knew this wouldn’t slow down Yuuto and the beast, but it was better than nothing.
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Post by Yuuto Samejima on Jul 6, 2020 3:20:10 GMT -4
Yuuto was of course impressed that he dodged the hit. But he did not appreciate the impromptu lava geyser, it didn't do any damage or anything but it was rather rude to say the least. May have to do some proper training for Razor because whiffing hits like crazy aint exactly gonna help him in the future.
But back to the battle at hand, the lava is fake as it only had the appearance of it and didn't burn in the slightest. Heck the only thing it had going for it was the color burns ones eyes for how vibrant it was upon first viewing. Samejima kept his eyes on Demoshi as he flew to the side to avoid Razor as his summon stood with its imposing figure not even flinching. The command came and Razor hoisted Yuuto upon his back and there the summoner stood as the light of the geyser made him a large figure staring at his opponent. Not anger or excitement but a calm determination to take him down. Planning and thinking come second at this point as it always got him hurt, no he needs to rely on power and instincts..to move without a second thought. Looking more like a commander than a hero as he was ready to command his summon.
No words or quips from him as he snaps his fingers and Razor went back to rushing down his opponent as he winds up for unleashed a flurry of high speed strikes. It was aimed at no particular area as he was aiming to do some damage rather than worry about the superficial things like movement or traps as the arena didn't require a lot of planning barring the lava. He just aimed to overwhelm his opponent with all of his strength and see how he responds to it.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 6, 2020 14:18:42 GMT -4
'Kid,' Ame said deep in his conscious, 'maybe we should throw in the towel. No shame in quitting when you're outmatched. Kid? Kid?!' Desmoshi wasn't listening no words came out as he watched Yuuto jumped on top of his summon, staring him down from atop. The look in his eyes spoke to Desmoshi. No tricks. No messing around. Just brawl. Desmoshi... smiled. This is what he wanted. A match that was straight up a challenge. No silly tactics or plans. No worries if he would lose. No worries if the crowd would like him or not. A fight with someone who just fought because it was fun.
Screw it. All in! Desmoshi breathed in and breathed out, shooting more gold steam. The stone bull fists bellow out in warcry as they enlarged slightly. Desmoshi charged forward, thinking about a conversation he had with his dad.
Flashback
Desmoshi was laying on the ground catching his breath. He had been training all day with his dad. "No fair!" he yelled out. "You're stronger than I am!" His dad sat on the ground next to his son. He looked toward his kid and said, "So?" Desmoshi looked up at his dad, surprised by his response. "It doesn't matter if I am stronger than you or if someone else is," Jokai said looking up at the sky. "Win or lose, you should just have fun fighting. Don't worry about being the strongest. It takes away the fun of fighting." Desmoshi gave it some thought. Maybe that's why his dad loved boxing so much. No matter if the opponent was strong or not, he was willing to have fun and give it his all.
End of Flashback
Desmoshi thought about that moment even while charging into the fray. Screw what anyone else thought. If he was going out it was on his terms.
[smear:#e6ca19]Earth Breathing. Third Form. Gattling Bullrush.[/smear:#a7714a:0]
Those would be the last words he would speak. From this point on, this was fight of wills. Desmoshi met his opponent, fist to fist, doing his best to keep up with the speed. He knew he should be going for the summoner, but screw it he was going for the summon. Some blows got through, attempting to force him back, but he stood his ground. He could feel the pain in his fists even though it was covered in stone. The pain to him was a good thing. He laughed at top of his lungs like a madman. The opponent was faster than him, maybe stronger. But Desmoshi wasn't backing down. This was fun for him.
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Post by Yuuto Samejima on Jul 13, 2020 3:43:07 GMT -4
So the guy decided to meet Razor blow for blow...idiotic but gotta give props to him to have the balls to actually do it. The reign of blows were traded between the two but it was obvious that both sides had their edge. His opponent was more trained in fighting compared to Razor as he saw each hit land in a vital area that caused a delay in his own summons strikes. He continued to rush until another idea came up in his head as he looked at him with a more serious expression as he hops backward off Razor and lands on the ground. A shift in mindset came about him as he looked at his opponent for a second time.
He closed his eyes and Razor began to change forms into his Buster form. The upper torso floated near him as he was now on even ground with his opponent. He put up his own stance as he looked at him with a fiery expression. Standing on the back of a summon does nothing for the soul unless its against a villain. A fighter like this deserves a more straightforward fight
“Let settle things properly, Haymaker”, Yuuto said as he rushed at his opponent as his summon followed suit. He would attempt to throw a few flicker jabs at Demo before aiming for a right hook to see how he reacts. Before he would he would get back into a neutral stance and wait for his rush.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2020 15:00:22 GMT -4
Desmoshi knew that this was a dumb idea. It was a freaking giant monster shark that was probably stronger than he was! But Desmoshi just couldn't back down. Maybe throughout this tournament, everyone has been fighting with an agenda or with some reason to prove something to someone. But with Yuuto... It was different. A fighter who didn't care if you were strong or not, he was coming in swinging. A fighter who didn't care if the crowd would like him or not, just like Desmoshi. Yes, someone who just wanted to go all out with no worries about anyone else who the best was. That's all Desmoshi wanted from the start.
Desmoshi's blows were doing some work, throwing the beast off balance a bit. But Desmoshi could feel the hits doing work on him as well. He stepped back from the onslaught to catch a small breath, coughing up blood, with a huge smile on his face. Hell yes! Now This was getting good. It got even better when Yuuto decided to jump off his summon and rushed Desmoshi. "Then throw dem hands, Samejima," Desmoshi yelled, a large smile spreading across his face.
Blow for blow, fists collided in the arena. Desmsohi was doing his best until he caught a right hook to the jaw, causing him to spit blood and stumble back a bit. He recaught his balance and stare down Yuuto, who had gone back into a natural stance with his summon at the ready. "Alright, let's do this," Desmoshi said as the rocks crumbled away from his hands. Desmoshi took a deep breath in and breath out red steam. His hands and forearms engulfed in flames, forming two flaming lion heads at the end as their roar rang through the arena.
[smear:#e69419]Fire Breathing, Flow! Roar, King of the Jungle! Miami Swarmer![/smear:#e63219:0]
"Let's raise stakes a bit, shall we?" Desmoshi asked, the flames growing larger on one arm, putting the rest of his energy into the last hit. "Everything we have. Right here. One-shot." After flames finish forming, all that remained on his left arm was a flaming giant lion fist, ready to take on his on fore. "Are you game?" If Desmoshi was going out, then he was going out with a bang.
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Post by Yuuto Samejima on Jul 14, 2020 0:36:01 GMT -4
“Wouldn't have it any either way”, Yuuto responded as his opponent decided to change modes and he was staring down a man who has flaming lions engulfing her arms. Of course, his eyebrow raised a bit as he began to smile a bit as now this was going to be a real match here. His opponent certainly feels more motivated than before at least from the moment he switched Buster Mode. But it was obvious that he was on his last legs from their continued exchange of hits.
“Settling it in one strike, eh? Feels like the climax of a samurai flick or a western…”, he remark as he was absolutely dumbfounded by this series of events. This guy has some serious balls to take his summon on without much fear. It was putting him at serious risk but he can take a nasty hit like that dead on and probably come out somewhat fine. That's all if because the last time he ate as bad was...well he doesn't recall. As much as Yuuto deliberated his body was moving on its own as he got ready with Razor cracking his knuckles. His fiery expression appeared on his face as he had a wide grin on his face. “You crazy son of a bitch, I like your style! SO LETS SETTLE THIS ONCE AND FOR ALL!”, he obliged in his request as he stood with his arms wide open and Razor getting ready for the meanest hit he can dish out.
“So come on HIT ME WITH YOUR BEST SHOT, HAYMAKER!”
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Post by Deleted on Jul 14, 2020 4:20:05 GMT -4
(You know this couldn't go without music!) Why was Desmoshi trying so hard in this fight? Maybe it was because he was fighting someone who didn't care about the crowd or impressing other heroes. Maybe it was the fact that someone was just as battle-hungry as he was. Why he didn't start the bat like this, he wasn't sure. Maybe he was trying to be strategic and do this fight carefully. But he wanted to fight his way. He wanted to achieve peace his way. And wanted to take on Yuuto his way. This moment, the person he was now. This was how he wanted to be a hero. His way. Yuuto was right about one thing. This did feel like one of those action flicks. The kind where two people would face off against each other, neither one knowing the outcome of what would happen. And Desmoshi was fine with that. Yes, he wanted to become a hero to bring peace among quirkers and anti-quirkers. But he also did it for the challenge, to fight an even stronger opponent and overcome them. He knew he wouldn't win this one. He was almost spent and Yuuto was to smart to let him drag this out. So he would bet it all here. "WITH PLEASURE, SAMEJIMA!" Desmoshi yelled in excitement, a wide grin on his face. Fire shot out of his mouth in a giant streams as his eyes burned and glowed red from his quirk. 'Now this is what I want, kid!' his inner self yelled. 'Screw strategy! Go all in!' Desmoshi leaped forward, flames shooting from his feet, the giant flaming lion aimed for Yuuto. If his hit connected an explosion would ensue, engulfing the arena in flames, with Desmoshi yelling out. [smear:#e69419]Fire Breathing! Fifth Form! KING LEON SMASH![/smear:#e63219:3]
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Post by Yuuto Samejima on Jul 19, 2020 12:57:01 GMT -4
Yuuto did not know why he responded the way he did. He thought this was going to be a standard fight against someone who is a bit outclassed. But he forgot the grit and blood everyone at the tourney is giving everywhere else. Hus blood was absolutely boiling and he can feel all eyes on him but he didnt care one bit, he is here to prove that he can be stronger than he was before and he is damn well ready to eat whatever Haymaker has for him.
He can see his opponent coming for him at full speed. “RAZOR ITS TIME FOR THE SHOWSTOPPER!” Fire ablaze in his eyes as he knows he is aiming for him and not Razor. Yuuto called back Razor and quickly made him into a form of a gauntlet...no into a shape of his iron fist as he remained resolute.. A grin was wide in his face as he clenched his bright blue hand as his summon became his own weapon. He met the fiery fist of passion head on as his fist collided with his as an explosion soon followed afterwards. The force of the explosion causes the surrounding area to crack and erupt with fake lava as it shoots into the air in a blaze of glory.
“FIST OF THE ABYSS: UNBREAKABLE!”
The aftermath and result was a bit of a haze as he couldn't see anything that ensued as smoke filled the air. He felt the rest of his body burned and exhausted..with the only thing unscathed is the fist that he covered with his quirk. The air was silent and the area around them was bright orange as it glowed with the fake lava as the only thing left was the area the two of them were standing on. Smoke cleared and he could see his opponent on the ground. The young man took a knee as he put his fist up in the air.
“AND THE WINNER IS….!”, a voice rings out but it went a bit silent on his end as he looks at Demoshi with a smile.
“You gave it your all Haymaker, but looks like both of us have a long way to go”, Yuuto expressed it as he slowly stood up. The pain he was feeling was a reminder of the struggles everyone in this tourney is going through and despite the gaps...he wants to respect their grit and honor via any means.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2020 4:42:49 GMT -4
As the smoke cleared, Desmoshi was unable to move. He was conscious, at least that was the good part. But he couldn't move. His shirt was in tatters, his glove on his left hand completely gone from the early impact. He was covered in scrapes and bruises and his body was completely seized up. He couldn't move. Overuse of his quirk and taking on so much damage did a number on his body. He still had a long way to go.
"But it was still fun, Samejima," Desmoshi responded with a tired smile. It hurt to smile, but this was the most fun he had since the tourney started. He knew that he lost but he didn't care. He fought someone stronger than him. And it was with someone that probably that share a love of fighting with him. And you know what? He was cool with that. "Can do one thing for me?" Desmoshi asked Yuuto. "Can you help out of the arena? I might have overdone it and I can't move," he added with a laugh.
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Post by Yuuto Samejima on Jul 21, 2020 20:26:17 GMT -4
Yuuto heard Demos' request as he was readying to get out of the arena. He burst out laughing with him as he couldn't help it anymore as their laughs echoed in through the arena. It took a few minutes but as he calmed down he went up to his opponent and helped him up. Slinging him over the shoulder, he helped him out of the arena in his typical fashion. Echoes of his match against Kumoko came to mind as he helped him up. He wasnt that heavy but it was different if he used Razor. If only he can see his past self now and how different he looks compared to last year. He wonders if Ran and his Mom were worried about his state but they know.
“Looks like you gotta work on your stamina for the next fight then...I’ll get ya to the infirmary at least since the medics are probably busy”, he said as he walked him towards the medical bay. As he dropped him off, he took the time to get some rest and relax before the final round. Each fight taught him a lesson and seems like everyone is giving it their all..
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Post by Maya on Aug 27, 2020 10:56:37 GMT -4
Desmoshi had 225 EXP and gained 19 EXP
Yuuto had 201 EXP and gained 20 EXP
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