Matsuko
Scrapper
Posts: 35
Base PL: 56,600
x2: 113,200
Oozaru: 283,000
Character Page: Here
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Post by Matsuko on Nov 26, 2018 18:36:11 GMT -8
Matsuko let out another laugh at the boy's playful jabs. To him, the trash talk was just as much part of the game as the fight itself, and this boy wasn't half bad. Beaming brightly, Matsuko took a step forward, getting pumped he slammed a fist into is other hand and cracked his neck, showing Ethan he'd take advantage of every second provided, “Don't worry, kid. You ain't 'bout to wear me out! I'll even carry you home once I'm done with ya'!” He retorted, his tail unfurling behind him and tip flicking with excitement.
When Ethan darted forwards, Matsuko readied himself, only to misread the situation. The boy went for a slide, and kicked at the Saiyan's legs, and his attack rang true, knocking them out from under him. His back connected hard with the dock, and his hands shot forwards, a blind attempt to block whatever follow-up would be thrown his way. Nevertheless, the foot would slide right through Matsuko's impromptu defenses, and his heel would make it's way to his sturdy gut.
Wrenching around the boot, Matsuko would gasp once more, all the wind knocked out of him. Of course, this was not the first time he'd been struck in such a way; he was an experienced fighter, and had learned many moves in his life. Grabbing for the foot planted in his stomach, the Saiyan would use his weight to his advantage, and roll sideways in an attempt to send the teen crashing into the dock on the other side of him.
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Post by Ethan Snow on Nov 26, 2018 19:06:20 GMT -8
Succeeding in both sweeping the legs out from under the Saiyan and smashing his boot into the big man's stomach, Ethan was quite pleased to hear the other male gasp out a good portion of air. The boy couldn't tell exactly, as the boot did not afford him the same sense of touch as his fist would have, but he was fairly certain he'd finally scored a hit with the Saiyan's abs loose, at least that's what the gasping sound told him. The shirtless teen didn't have time to enjoy the sight though as his opponent seized his boot, and rolled over, effectively carrying Ethan with him and flipping Ethan from one side to other to land face down on the opposite side of the big man.
"Gah!" the boy exclaimed and folded his arms out in front of him to prevent the flip from involving his head while simultaneously sending more splinters scattering about from the impact of his elbows. "Damn... My place or yours?" the boy teased as he rolled over onto his back and scooted away, just out of arm's reach. He'd stay there for a few moments and observe his muscled opponent, letting the flirt sink in, though would be ready to haul himself back to his feet as soon as the other male did.
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Matsuko
Scrapper
Posts: 35
Base PL: 56,600
x2: 113,200
Oozaru: 283,000
Character Page: Here
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Post by Matsuko on Nov 27, 2018 17:57:59 GMT -8
After successfully flipping the boy, Matsuko would release his hold, letting out a sigh. Turning his head, he'd make sure his opponent remained in his sights, but he'd stay prone for a moment. The question made the Saiyan laugh, his tail flicking playfully behind him, “I dunno, guess that just depends on if you're one of those kids that live in their mom's basements!” He retorted, though there was no venom in his words.
Slowly, he'd get to his feet and brush himself off, a smirk still on his face, “Though I'd bet you ain't! I'd bet you're pretty well off...” Quickly looking himself over, he nodded approvingly and then retook his stance, “Ah, but there'll be plenty of time to talk about that once you lose this bout, eh?” he jabbed, raising a playful brow and motioning for the teen to advance again, “Let's not keep the crowd waiting too long!”
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Post by Ethan Snow on Nov 28, 2018 15:20:58 GMT -8
Keeping a careful watch over the other fighter's movements, Ethan afforded himself all the time he could to rest, but as soon as the Saiyan started to get to his feet, the shirtless boy did likewise. "Heh, going to ask me about my portfolio next?" Ethan joked in response to the muscled man inquiring as to whether he lived with his mother or not, then going on to present the supposition that he was in fact rich. Ethan was of course by no means rich, when he bought his boat he sank every penny he had into it. Arguably other than not being homeless, the boy was actually on the poor end of the spectrum as far as finantial matters go, he didn't even have an actual job. Perhaps that was something he could change, there are plenty of legitimate jobs he could get ranging from a personal trainer to a heavy laborer, though the thought of joining this man in his back alley fight club did have a certain appeal to it as well.
"Heh, if your so confident I'm going to lose, maybe I should take that prize money when I do win." Ethan half threatened and half joked. He wasted no more time though and assumed his usual fighting stance, arms up high to protect his head, not that it needed to be. There was one difference however, his fists weren't closed. Instead both hands were open, palms out as if he were ready to catch the other man's next blows. Ethan of course had other plans. The goal was to put the Saiyan in the water and if brute force wasn't working, he would be a little more creative. Of course the physical exchange was fun, but this man was pushing him so Ethan would have to push back and secure the victory before he could start enjoying himself again. To that end, Ethan made a quick gesture with one hand, as if he was picking something up and at that same moment a geyser of salty water from the bay, shot up through the dilapidated floor boards of the old pier directly between the two fighters. Ethan repeated the move, shooting another geyser up through the pier and then another and another, each leaving holes behind as Ethan traced a semicircular pattern around his opponent with the water spouts.
Ethan knew full well he was further compromising the structural integrity of the aging dock, but then again that was his intention, right along with intimidating the larger man. He could of course at any time ensnare the man in a tentacle made of water and just toss him in the bay, but Ethan still wanted to have fun and that would have been absurdly easy. Instead the boy sent up a few more geysers though the dock and then bolted forward, charging through one of them in hopes of disguising his movements. As soon as he was within arm's length he would launch a hard strait punch with his unoccupied hand, right into the other man's middle, giving the punch the sum total of his strength.
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Matsuko
Scrapper
Posts: 35
Base PL: 56,600
x2: 113,200
Oozaru: 283,000
Character Page: Here
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Post by Matsuko on Nov 29, 2018 15:48:33 GMT -8
“Your portfolio, eh?” Matsuko asked with a chuckle, “Aw, come on, kid, I don't even know your name yet! Your portfolio is the last thing on my mind!” he smirked. Obviously he was enjoying this bout himself; his Saiyan blood was pumping, and he was beginning to loosen up a bit himself. And in that, the two men were bonding in a way only they could understand. Though he was no Saiyan himself, this blue-haired surfer boy was the kind that could challenge even the best of the ones he'd fought.
“Oh, no!” he retorted with a playful smirk, at Ethan's comment of keeping the money, “Too late for that now, not that you had a chance anyways. But don't worry, I'll buy ya' a burger, or something once we're finished.” Though he was continuing to play the smack-talking game, his keen eyes never left his opponent. Nevertheless, when the water began to burst up through the rotten wooden ground, Matsuko was caught off guard. Thankfully for him, Ethan was in a cocky mood, and it'd take him a few minutes to launch an attack.
“Hah! What're you, a water-wizard?” Matsuko shouted with a humored ton; this was a skill he'd never seen before, “Just know, if doesn't count if you don't knock me off!” he reminded the boy.
A sudden burst of water shot up in front of the man, and instinctively he took to his guard, pivoting on a heel and bringing a leg up a bit; as such, Ethan's strike would meet the meat of Matsuko's bulky hip. Kicking his other foot down, he'd push off the deck, and shoot a powerful kick with his shin to the boy's exposed left. If it connected, he'd push forwards, following it with a few crosses concentrated at the boy's middle.
The pier creaked under their feet, the pressure from the fighters wearing on it more and more, and coupled with the Blue-Teen's latest stunt, probably wouldn't be in once piece for much longer. The boards under Matsuko's feet seemed to have the worst of it though, the floor tattered with holes in a semi-circle around him; still, Matsuko would play every second he could; perhaps even attempt to use the boy's own traps against him, if given the chance.
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Post by Ethan Snow on Dec 17, 2018 20:52:48 GMT -8
Ethan was quite enjoying his little intimidation tactic, even if it wasn't working as well as he'd hoped. In spite of the deficient effectiveness it was still successful in putting his muscular opponent on the defensive and the blue haired teen fully expected the punch he came roaring in with to hit home. Instead Ethan met with something he didn't usually encounter too often, an actual, competently executed block. Raising any eyebrow, the boy was about to comment on it when his exposed ribs were treated to a healthy dose of the Saiyan's shin, forcing a breathy expletive from the shirtless teen's mouth. His opponent was moving fast now and the block and counter, a derivation of Ethan's own preferred style of tank and counter, was quite effective as keeping Ethan off balance. As a result, although the boy's abs were tensed to some extent, his body was originally primed to attack, not defend and the kick to his side only served to further throw his defenses for a loop. The result being that the first of the punches to the shirtless teen's abs met with moderate resistance, the next met with somewhat less, the one after that even less, shoving deeper into Ethan's innards with every impact.
"Oooph!... Uumph!... Uuuuughhhh!..." the shirtless boy gasped with each blow, the reactions becoming more pronounced as the other man's fist found it's way further into him on each throw. It was now that the boy realized just how debilitating his little kink could be in a real fight, not that he didn't already know, because he just stood there, half stuck in mid punch as the Saiyan hammered him, and there was nothing he wanted to do to stop it. This was the risk he ran accepting such a battle, Ethan knew exactly what his body did when he was punished like this, but he hoped he could control it a little better. 'One more punch? Two? No, five more then I'll fight back...' the boy thought to himself. 'Oh lord this guy is an expert... Crap! I can already feel it down there... I hope he doesn't see... Oh man, what if he does?... Fight back now, keep things moving before he notices... Oh but it feels so... No, fight! NOW!'
Ethan took perhaps two or three more of the shots to his exposed six-pack, which by now had the consistency of warm, stretchy rubber, while he was thinking and finally decided to fight back before he suffered the embarrassment of letting his hormones get out of control in front of so many people. Granted nothing was going to stop them at this point, but he would at least try to keep things moving and confused enough to hide the manifestation from view. That would hopefully work for the audience, though hiding it from his opponent would be difficult even under the best of circumstances, they were after all right in front of each other. Doubling over on the final punch, which wasn't hard, he was getting the snot beaten out of his guts already, Ethan tried to use his lowered center of gravity to shoulder check the other man and take them both to the rickety floor. If all went well, the Saiyan would hopefully end up on either his back or his side. If he landed on his back, Ethan fully intended to remain atop him at his hips and start to rain blows down on the man's middle. If he landed on his side however, the boy would attempt to remain in close and use some of his grappling prowess to ensnare the big man between his legs and apply a tight and proper body scissors to squeeze the Saiyan's guts until he couldn't breathe. In either case the boy was all smiles and issued a raspy response to one of the man's comments. "Heh... Name's Ethan. There now you know."
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Matsuko
Scrapper
Posts: 35
Base PL: 56,600
x2: 113,200
Oozaru: 283,000
Character Page: Here
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Post by Matsuko on Dec 18, 2018 20:19:21 GMT -8
One, two, three... Matsuko's fist connected hard with Ethan's abs in a brutal combo; though the cocky Saiyan would only see this as no more than catching his opponent off guard. His smirk held true through his assault, portraying his pride in his skill; he was a Saiyan Elite, and had seen many more battles than this kid could ever imagine, after all. With each punch, he could feel Ethan's abs loosening. He was gonna win this for sure. “Come on, kid! What's wrong, you forget how to fight back?” he huffed through his barrage. Of course, there was much more going on with Ethan than Matsuko could know. Throwing one more punch, Matsuko's fist was doubled over, and he gave a satisfied huff, dropping his guard in the moment. When Ethan decided to retaliated, it caught the Saiyan by surprise, shoulder plowing into his own, he'd tumble backwards, and as the blue-haired boy intended, would fall onto his back. The boy's fists quickly plowed into Matsuko's gut, and each punch brought a gasp from the man; he had not been expecting such an attack and had no time to tense his muscles. Nevertheless, even while getting the air beaten out of him, he managed a laugh at the boy's introduction. “Good... to... know...” he huffed. Even while on the defense, the Saiyan was thinking offensively. As he was punched, he'd snake his tail around the man's backside. With any luck, he'd be able to snare an arm as it was being cocked back, and open the teen up to a sneaky jab of his own in the form of a two finger thrust aimed at his middle, that if successful, would detonate and hopefully, force the teen off him. Requesting Technique: Elite Saiyan Pressure (ESP) - Directing his ki into the air around him, Matsuko is able to create a forced explosion, which he can direct with two of his fingers. This attack has a range of about ten meters, but is more effective when used at closer ranges. This attack is invisible, but can be sense with Advanced Ki Sense.
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Post by Ethan Snow on Dec 19, 2018 16:06:08 GMT -8
Following the muscled man to the ground, Ethan followed the first of his two probable options and mounted the Saiyan at his hips. Giving the male no time to react or recover his wits, the boy set about smashing his fists down into the guy's stomach and was very pleased to feel them sinking into his flesh. The surprise worked and Ethan's opponent seemed helpless as the teen easily got past those brick like abdominals and started pounding into his core, at least that's what the blue haired boy thought. As debilitating as his blows must be, the Saiyan still managed to choke out a response to the boy's introduction, it didn't stop Ethan's assault though, only brought a chuckle from the boy as he worked to tip the scales back through an even playing field and perhaps even into his favor. His still unnamed opponent though had other plans and displaying a presence of mind while under duress that rivaled Ethan's own, the Saiyan managed to pull off quite an interesting and effective counter. So preoccupied with bashing the bigger man's guts into oblivion, Ethan did not detect the other's fifth appendage until is wrapped it's self around his wrist.
"What the fu..." the shirtless teen didn't get the chance to finished the expletive as no sooner than did he look back to see what was touching him, did he feel the man's fingers press into his most decidedly vulnerable midsection. Ethan was given no time to contemplate what it was the Saiyan was doing before the man's energy exploded into his stomach, launching the boy clear of his opponent and not surprisingly, out over the water. Even doubled over and arcing through the air as he was, Ethan didn't want this fight to end so quickly and moved to save himself from the eminent defeat of plunging into the bay. Showing his own battle hardened presence of mind and despite the uproar in his guts, Ethan stopped himself from falling into the water, his translucent energy surfboard forming under the boy's back to arrest his fall. Rolling over on his side as the board came to a hover a foot or so above the water, Ethan had to fight hard not to throw up right then and there. Being punched in the gut was one thing, but taking what ever it was that just hit him in the stomach, hit the entirety of it or at least a good portion and had one of the organs reverberated by the explosion was the boy's stomach it's self.
"...Damn... That... was good." the boy grunted after a few moments to breathe and stand up on his board. Massaging his middle with one hand, Ethan drifted back to the pier and stepped off of his ride, dismissing the construct as soon as his feet left it. "...I didn't think... you could have... summoned that kind of energy... while I was beating on you like that." the boy added, giving both himself and his opponent a few moments more to recover. "...Especially considering how soft you've gotten." the shirtless teen added with a cheeky smile.
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Matsuko
Scrapper
Posts: 35
Base PL: 56,600
x2: 113,200
Oozaru: 283,000
Character Page: Here
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Post by Matsuko on Dec 19, 2018 17:34:50 GMT -8
His counter was a success, though not without taking some damage of his own. Quickly he'd work himself to his feet as the boy was propelled off him, only to catch sight of him landing on a glowing blue board of ki. Instantly, Matsuko's interests were piqued; again this teen had shown him a move he was unfamiliar with. Nevertheless a smirk slid across his lips as he watched the blue-haired surfer boy take his place back on the pier, which at this point, there was not much left of.
Clapping his hands together, he'd applaud his opponent, and laugh a bit at the comment regarding his own durability, “Heh, sorry boy-o, I ain't soft in the slightest,” lowering a hand to his abs, he'd ball it into a fist and give it a good and audible thwack, “And I got plenty more where that came from, too!”
Matsuko would also take the moment to recover, watching the boy closely as he caught his breath back, “Name's Matsuko, by the way,” he told him, only after realizing he hadn't introduced himself already, “and I doubt it'll be a name you'll forget,” his smirk widened at his comment putting his Saiyan pride on display once again, and he'd retake his stance, motioning Ethan to continue when he was ready once more.
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Post by Ethan Snow on Dec 19, 2018 18:04:08 GMT -8
Ethan chuckled as the Saiyan balled up a fist and demonstrated that his abs could still be hardened, though it was a little concerning for the boy at the same time since in that same moment he was massaging his own aching midsection. Still he wasn't going to let the demonstration dishearten him and shot back with an immediate reply. "Yeah, you keep telling yourself that. You haven't seen half of what I can take." Ethan ended the retort by one-upping the Saiyan, taking his massaging hand away from his midsection, steeling his middle as best he could and belting himself twice. There was a twinge, the slightest twinge, but it was there. Of course there were other factors that added to it such as the shirtless teen's hormonal situation, which by now was starting to show it's self as well. After a moment the muscled man finally solved the mystery of his name and then proceeded to boast about how Ethan would never forget his name. Well that just got the boy going even more.
"Mate, you're never going to forget me either, or the belly ache I'm going to leave you with." the shirtless teen responded and brought his fists up. This time he had to pick and choose his way across the pier to the other fighter since there were now quite a few holes and gaps in it's planking through which the water could be clearly seen. Picking his way carefully forward to meet the larger man face to face, Ethan kept a careful eye on him right up until he was practically nose to nose. Seeing as Matsuko also liked to utilize Ethan's favored method of fighting, counterpunches, the boy would have to be ready at all times. But they had been beating each other back and forth for a while and the blue haired teen did not know how much more his less developed physique could take in this slugging match if he did not use his inner reserves, it was very possible Matsuko was stronger than he was. Still, he would press on, Ethan steeled his abs but rather than just stand by and let Matsuko make the next move, the boy fired what would hopefully be first, dropping his right arm and slinging a hard uppercut into the Saiyan's stomach.
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