[open] TEST YOUR MIGHT

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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

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[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 Urameshi!]

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[There was a whole novel series of subtext in Darin's words, and some of them felt like knives to the gut. Darin wasn't the first person here who assumed the worst of him due to his genetics, but he also wasn't someone he nearly tried to eat, either. (The fact he still felt like himself in this form, even in ViViD, was significant, but that was something to dwell on another time.) Dealing with being the 'other' was something Yusuke had to come to grips with during his time in the Demon World, and while he mostly embraced who he was, it was times like these where it was a harsh reminder than not everyone felt the same.

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.]

[forgeabettertomorrow]

[When their heads collide, it sounds like a bomb going off. The virtual ground beneath them shatters, the glass in any nearby buildings is instantly pulverized, hell the entire virtual world flickers violently, like a bad cable connection throughout a powerful thunderstorm. The shock is so instantaneous, that it's kind of amazing that neither of them blind from the force.]

[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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[Perhaps it was a good thing this scuffle of theirs wound up being in ViViD-- who knows what the collateral damage would have been in the real world. The aftermath in the digital world was frightening enough, but they could have leveled a good building or two outside if they weren't careful.

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.]