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Who: Yusuke Urameshi fingerbanged & YOU!
When: IC: 8/2
Where: A really, really bad Street Fighter knock-off in ViViD
What: The past few weeks and the disappearance of a friend have been rough on Yusuke, so he's taking his frustration out in the best way he knows how-- punching things. Unfortunately, with CERES machinery on the fritz, it seems like there's new (and not entirely willing) challengers being glitched into his level of Ultra Alley Brawlers...
Rating/Warning: RATED Y FOR YUSUKE aka heavy chances of violence, bad language, blood, and everything else that comes with sticking a hot-blooded shonen protagonist in a fighting game-- also potential embarrassing outfits
[So you may be minding your own business, happily playing some innocent ViViD game such as Cybuddy Raiser or Gourmet Mother, or you're in the middle of labor-intensive RPG-style session, about to finally hit that desired stat level and take on the regional boss. Or you may even just be hanging around the ViViD Center, taking a break from the energy draining effects of the machines before jumping back into the fray again.
Suddenly, the area around you shifts and pixelates, stuttering and glitching for a moment or two, before it corrects itself, and-- wait a moment. This wasn't where you were before! Instead, you're looking out at one of these slightly grainy surroundings, while the dulcet sounds of this beautiful song blares all around you. Thankfully, your attire remains the same-- unless you're one of the unfortunate few whom the game had decided needed an outfit adjustment. But it's okay! High-cut leotards are great for kicking!
Like a large, blinking sign, the words A NEW CHALLENGER HAS APPEARED flashes above your head, before vanishing into thin air, replaced by a time slowly counting down from 90. Before you can really dwell on what those words mean, however, the loud sound of pounding feet rushes in your direction, a young man in this get-up charging towards you, fist cocked and ready to fight.
... you may want to do something about that.]
[tl;dr, welcome to the not!Street Fighter simulator! It's up to you if you want your character to be glitched into a weird fighter-game outfit, keep their normal attire, or change into some alt outfit from canon! If your character isn't a fighter, that's okay! There's handicaps in place, and, given how ViViD likes to mess with things, your character can easily be super strong or super weak given how you want the interactions to go! There's potential for final boss fights and bonus modes (as well as time-up 'draws'), so go wild! If you want to hash anything out or plot, hit me up at![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
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fingerbanged & YOU!When: IC: 8/2
Where: A really, really bad Street Fighter knock-off in ViViD
What: The past few weeks and the disappearance of a friend have been rough on Yusuke, so he's taking his frustration out in the best way he knows how-- punching things. Unfortunately, with CERES machinery on the fritz, it seems like there's new (and not entirely willing) challengers being glitched into his level of Ultra Alley Brawlers...
Rating/Warning: RATED Y FOR YUSUKE aka heavy chances of violence, bad language, blood, and everything else that comes with sticking a hot-blooded shonen protagonist in a fighting game-- also potential embarrassing outfits
[So you may be minding your own business, happily playing some innocent ViViD game such as Cybuddy Raiser or Gourmet Mother, or you're in the middle of labor-intensive RPG-style session, about to finally hit that desired stat level and take on the regional boss. Or you may even just be hanging around the ViViD Center, taking a break from the energy draining effects of the machines before jumping back into the fray again.
Suddenly, the area around you shifts and pixelates, stuttering and glitching for a moment or two, before it corrects itself, and-- wait a moment. This wasn't where you were before! Instead, you're looking out at one of these slightly grainy surroundings, while the dulcet sounds of this beautiful song blares all around you. Thankfully, your attire remains the same-- unless you're one of the unfortunate few whom the game had decided needed an outfit adjustment. But it's okay! High-cut leotards are great for kicking!
Like a large, blinking sign, the words A NEW CHALLENGER HAS APPEARED flashes above your head, before vanishing into thin air, replaced by a time slowly counting down from 90. Before you can really dwell on what those words mean, however, the loud sound of pounding feet rushes in your direction, a young man in this get-up charging towards you, fist cocked and ready to fight.
... you may want to do something about that.]
[tl;dr, welcome to the not!Street Fighter simulator! It's up to you if you want your character to be glitched into a weird fighter-game outfit, keep their normal attire, or change into some alt outfit from canon! If your character isn't a fighter, that's okay! There's handicaps in place, and, given how ViViD likes to mess with things, your character can easily be super strong or super weak given how you want the interactions to go! There's potential for final boss fights and bonus modes (as well as time-up 'draws'), so go wild! If you want to hash anything out or plot, hit me up at
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[Darin stares at his arms, then starts swinging them wildly. Nope, nothing's coming out now.]
A-All I did was block for a couple of seconds...then try and grapple you...!
[Which he re-enacts. And suddenly...]
SONIC BOOM!!
[The discs fly out of his arms again and Darin stares wide-eyed.]
[And then...a grin slowly creeps onto his face.]
Hehehehe...
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Alright, that's great that you're learning new stuff about yourself and all, but can we get back to the match? The timer's ticking.
[He readies himself to rush Darin again, fist drawn back--]
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HADOUKEN!
[As soon as the words leave his lips, however, Yusuke gapes, looking incredulously at his hands and then at the mass of energy he just shot.]
CRAP! I DIDN'T MEAN TO DO THAT!
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[Darin throws his arms up to try and shield his eyes...but that motion follows the blocking motion from before.]
[Which means...]
SONIC BOOM!!!
[Another disc fires out and hits the ball of energy, both attacks connecting and cancelling each other out.]
[Darin looks on, shocked...but then he starts spamming his newfound 'ability.'
SONIC BOOM!! SONIC BOOM!! SONIC BOO--SONIC BOO--SONIC--SONIC--SONIC--SONIC BOOM!!!
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[But before he could freak out further (because how could he have fired that much spirit energy and not know it), Darin's new move cancels it out. Part of him wanted to be relieved, since roasting this guy with a salvo of his energy was NOT what he wanted to do, but part of him was shocked that he was strong enough to disperse it. Was he that powerful?
... given the way he's starting to go overboard with his attack, however, prrrrobably not. Dodging that many was going to be a pain in the ass, and if this thing was canceled out by his spirit energy, then he had to bring out the big guns. Drawing his fist back again, quickly glowing blue with energy, he thrusts it forward, sending out a barrage of explosive blasts.]
SHOT GUN!!
[Hopefully these smaller shots would do the trick?]
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Man...I don't know what game this is...but I'm starting to get tired of it...
[He straightens up and cracks his back.]
What do you say we bring this to a close, Butthead...?
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His eyebrow raises, however, at the other man's suggestion, and he props his hands to his hips, giving a sharp snort.]
Y'know, girls don't like guys who finish early, Blue Balls.
[But there's a wry grin at that now, cocky and eager.]
But if you think you can land a decent hit on me with one of those weird things, then you're on!
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No thanks...I won't be using that weird energy disc.
[He straightens up and rolls his arms at the shoulders, flexing and stretching them out.]
You've got the hardest head I think I've ever seen. I've never had the opportunity to really let fly with a real, honest punch before. Now I'm tempted to try it!
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Yeah? Well, I gotta admit, the fact that you're still standing after most of this is kinda impressive, too.
Fine then! Gimme what you got! I'm not gonna hold back either!
[......Yusuke IS THIS SUCH A GOOD IDEA IN ViViD......]
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[Somehow, he wanted to see what he could bring to the table if push came to shove.]
[He digs in, leg muscles coiling like steel springs, then launches at Yusuke at top speed. He clears the gap in an instant, skids and pivots, then throws a punch that would crack a solid steel beam right at Yusuke's chest.]
[And then another with the other hand.]
[And another.]
[And again.]
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As the first hit connects, the wind rushes out of him, surprised by the amount of force behind the hit. Holy hell, he hadn't taken a punch like that in a LONG time. If he had a shirt on, it would have probably exploded off from the power. It was difficult to block the following strikes, the pain distracting him from making a move-- until a certain switch turned on inside of him.
Lashing out his now-tattooed arm, quick as a wink, he latched on to Darin's hand, a slightly fanged grin flitting across his face.]
Not bad there, old timer. Now I won't feel so guilty doing this!
[And he swings a right cross towards Darin's face, strong enough to easily level a building with a few good hits. Let's... hope he's strong enough to survive that... hahaha... 8[ ]
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[Darin doesn't even get to express his full confusion before Yusuke strikes. What follows is a particularly horrifying snap of Darin's neck as Yusuke's punch connects with Darin's face. His head snaps impossibly hard to the side, his neck wrenching so hard it almost looks like it might be broken.]
[Darin stumbles back one step...two steps...but stays upright.]
[What the hell was that...?! Normal people don't punch that way...! Normal people don't have strength like...like...]
[It hits him then...the force of that punch...he knew of only one person who could punch like that. In fact, he'd weathered a punch like that not long before arriving in Cerealia...]
[Dromas...]
[Just the thought of that name...of his newly resurrected brother...of the monster he'd become...]
[Of the monster that he himself was.]
[Slowly, Darin reaches towards his own head. The best thing about hyper resilience wasn't so much that you healed quickly...it's that your threshold of pain tolerance was often leaps and bounds higher than a normal person. Yeah, Yusuke's punch hurt...it hurt so much that he was probably going to feel it for days. But strikes like that were so infrequent that when they did happen? Adrenaline took over.]
[He grabs his chin and snaps his head back forward...then spits blood out of his mouth. His entire aura had changed. This wasn't just a goof anymore. His green eyes burned, his muscles tensed like steel, and there was almost a look of resentment crossing his normally happy features.]
[When he strikes, he does it without warning. No digging in this time. No theatrical foreshadowing of his strikes. No big wind ups. He rushes down Yusuke with everything he has. His fists are practically throwing off sparks and embers with the speed and force he cracks them off with. His self-imposed limitations quickly falling away. He's not trying to kill him. But he's trying to hurt whatever Yusuke is. Because he's a flagrant reminder, a physical manifestation of everything Darin's been spending his life fighting against.]
[He doesn't even give a defiant yell. He just grits his teeth and lets fly.]
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CRAP!
Don't be dead, don't be--!
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As Darin fixes his head, it all begins to add up for Yusuke. Well, duh, no wonder this dude was so stupidly strong. He'd bee a friggin' demon this whole time! And not just any demon either-- one that was potentially an A or S class like he was. But why couldn't he sense it before? All he felt earlier was just normal, run-of-the-mill human aura.
Unless...
... they had something in common...?
GROSSBefore Yusuke can dwell on this further, though, Darin is suddenly in front of him, and it's only years of training and instinct that saves him from getting a face full of fist. It's all he can do to block and dodge Darin's hits, though thanks to the force and tenacity of them it's impossible to avoid them all. Each one that connects feels like a jackhammer of pain, and he can't help coughing up a bit of blood as a result. This doofus was no Yomi, but he was definitely giving Yusuke a run for his money. But why? Was he pissed about getting hit that hard? If that's the case, why the overreaction?]
WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM?!
[Waiting for the slightest bit of an opening, Yusuke counters back with a strong barrage of his own, the combined energy of their fists blocking one another causing the digital landscape to fracture and break apart. They'll probably destroy the whole level at this rate, if they're not careful.]
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MY PROBLEM?!
MY PROBLEM IS THAT I JUST CAN'T SEEM TO ESCAPE YOU DAMN BASTARDS!!
[He snarls and the speed of his punches grows.]
EVEN WHEN MY WORLD IS GONE, EVEN WHEN I THOUGHT I WAS FREE OF YOU ASSHOLES, YOU STILL MANAGE TO FIND ME!!
[He plants his feet and drives his fists purposefully into Yusuke's, attempting to throw them out wide along with his own, exposing both of their frames.]
I'M NOT INTERESTED IN BEING LIKE YOU!! I WON'T BE LIKE YOU!!!
[That demonic energy is so dense it can be seen with the naked eye. Like visible heat coming off of a burning desert road, waves of blacks and purples rise from Darin's frame. Briefly, there's a form. A shadow, almost. But it can't maintain itself and it scatters like flames in a breeze. In that moment, Darin snaps his entire upper body forward to crash his forehead into Yusuke with the defiant yell his previous assault lacked.]
RRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!
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But... Darin was a demon, wasn't he? He had to be-- his energy was so thick right now, it was stifling. So was he in denial or something? Did he not know?
This wasn't the time to be puzzling this out, though. What was more important was keeping this guy from destroying him, or at least knocking his HP out the window. With attacks like these, though, it was getting more and more difficult to counter, Darin's hits finding their mark more often than he could block. As the other man pulls their arms apart, however, it became crystal clear what he was planning to do next, and speed was the most important factor.]
YOU DON'T KNOW A DAMN THING, YOU DUMBASS!
[Once Darin plummets in for a headbutt, Yusuke swings his own head up as hard and fast as he can meet him, hoping that his diamond-quality noggin can take the brunt of the damage and deal an equal amount back at him.
... let's hope this doesn't backfire terribly, though.]
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[Darin staggers back, blood pouring down his face. His breath comes in harsh rasps and that energy that he had been putting out simmers and vanishes as quickly as he had brought it out.]
What...are...
[He manages to get half of his question out before he drops to his knees, and falls face forward onto the shattered ground. His HP bar is depleted and while he's not dead, he's definitely exhausted. He even groans a bit. He's not knocked out but he's just on the verge of consciousness.]
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Yusuke sways a little on his feet, his hair matted and damp with blood of his own injuries thanks to their clash. Amazing. Truly amazing. He hadn't met anyone yet who could withstand a headbutt of his, but here this jerk was, still able to speak before collapsing to the floor. There was a weak chuckle as his hand reached up to slick back his sticky, wet hair, a wry grin playing across his face.]
... heh. Like I'm... gonna...
[But his strength gives way, and he topples messily onto Darin, letting out a small grunt as his body impacts the other man's. Yep, he definitely needed a nap of some sort.
On the upside, it looks like neither of them have to worry about a penalty-- the words DRAW blink and flicker above them, before winking back into oblivion.]