Meet me in the Alleyway

[rosexowens]

Cheering and jeering mixed with the smell of sweat,blood and cigarettes. This un-circulated concrete room was called the Alleyway. New York's finest street fighters came here to prove themselves. Why would the finest try to prove themselves? Truth be told, they weren't the best. Except one.
The Bogeyman was leaning against a concrete pillar. She wore her usual fighting outfit of a white wife beater,dark faded blue jeans and high heel boots. The fighter preferred no shoes or even tennis shoes but, instead, she wore her boots to spite the men.
Most woman couldn't even walk in heels these days let alone stick a well aimed round house kick! Guin was the best, and she liked it. The dangerous beauty smirked as she watched a particularly spastic fighting style from a newbie dubbed the Monkey. Her smirk turned to a smile when the Monkey was surprised by the classic fake-out "Noobs" Guin mumbled shaking her head.
A man in-front of her turned shouting"30 grand on the 'Noob' ". The Boogeyman's smile never left her face "Then you're a noob too" The man's stance turned defensive What did you say?!. Guin's face fell into one she always wore when she was about to get in a fight. She pushed herself of her pillar and slinked to her next fighter.
The two were but inches from each other's face, neither backing down, when Guin whispered "Noob". The antagonist exploded and swung at her like a bear swiping. Bogeyman ducked to the ground and leg-swiped, bringing the bear-man crashing where he laid dazed and confused .
Guin put her heel to the man throat and spoke loud enough that the now watching crowd could hear "Next time you wanna fuck with me, come prepared." She pushed heel,momentarily cutting of the man's breathing. Guin turned to leave mumbling to herself "I need a drink"

[patricia1]

Having just put down his third joint of the night, Abel was a bit jumpy. As he walked down the dark street, he kept looking over his shoulder, paranoid at the thoughts of those stupid trees from earlier. Damn trees… Always trying to sneak into my head, he thought, twitching a bit. But no, those trees were sleeping now. They were all sleeping like those little bottles of fire on the big sticks. Yes, yes, yes, yes. All sleeping. So now he could walk safely, without the thoughts of those awful overgrown plants invading his sanctuary of a mind.

He tried to relax, but there were loud, strident noises coming from a shady looking building up ahead. Who was inside it, and what the hell were they doing!? Abel walked up to the door and quietly stepped inside. Seeing the masses of people inside, he slunk into a corner, keeping to the shadows. In the middle of the room, there was a fierce-looking woman standing over a man lying on the floor.

“HA!” he blurted out, at the sight of the pathetic excuse for a man who had just been defeated by this skinny little girl in high heels. Abel walked over to the girl, still maniacally giggling. Now, he would never want to hurt her, (He really did.) but this stupid girl needed to stop looking so conceited. He started laughing again, but stopped abruptly.

“What?” He said. “Stop. Stop. Stop -” He giggled one more time - “Stop.” WHO DID THIS GIRL THINK SHE WAS, LOOKING AT HIM LIKE THAT? NOT JUST ANYBODY WAS ALLOWED TO LOOK AT HIM. Abel grabbed her arm and looked her in the eye. When he touched her, something shot deep into the dark realms of his memory, as if he knew the girl from somewhere... Blinking, Abel looked down for a moment, confused, but quickly snapped out of it and glared at the burly girl again.

“Listen, listen, listen Missy. Listen. Listen. You think that you can hurt everyone. But. You. You have not met me!” Abel inserted a loud cackle at this point. “I AM STRONGER THAN YOU. WHAT? I AM STRONGER THAN YOU. WHAT? I AM STRONGER THAN YOU. STOP! Stop. It’s okay. Don’t be scared. I will not hurt you. Because I am Abel. I am Abel. Do not worry. But I have to fight you. Because when yer strong like this you need to fight someone stronger.” Abel tried to seem weak and pathetic, so the girl would want to fight him. Little did she know of his true strength! He would fight her, and he would defeat her. Yes, yes, yes. He would defeat her.

[rosexowens]

Guin looked up startled at the taller man now grasping her arm. A short jolt of confusion hit her then her usual confident grin returned. "Well Abel let's see if you are really able of what you say you are."
This guy just disturbed my drinking schedule! Te fighter thought maliciously.
Guin backed up into the still-cleared arena, her almost catty confidence growing almost tangible Did you hear what I said? she tilted her head "You fucking with me must mean that you are prepared."
The crowd started to get restless, shuffling for a better view and murmuring bet on who was going to win(which will always be Guin). Bogeyman flecked her fingers and waited for Abel to approach "Are you sure you wanna do this skit-so?" The crowd was almost at a full roar now, small skirmishes could be seen going on around the Alleyway as people argued over bets Idiots Guin resisted the urge to roll her eyes.
Guin turned to the now-clamoring crowd whchgrew silent right away "This Skit-so Noob"She gestured in Abel's direction "Has challenged me, saying he is stronger." there were boos from the crowd "Should we let HIM take fist swing, the offender?" There was a mixture of boos and cheers "Or the offended" Guin pouted cutely to tons of cheers which broke out to "Offender,Offender,Offender"
The Bogeyman turned back to her Kick-ass self and turned back to Abel "Well Skit-so. It's your swing." Guin took in every possible aspect of Abel, trying to figure out where he was going to come from. The problem was that this man seemed so mentally confused that it was most certainly showing in his physical form. Long story short. She was going to have to get hit to figure it out.

[patricia1]

Abel listened as the girl talked at him. Ha. She did not even look intimidated… How wrong she was. He quickly spun around and clapped his hands, hoping to distract her. After a few spins, he lifted up his hands and clasped them together. He brought them down on the little girl’s shoulder, hitting her quite hard. Then he grabbed her around the waist and lifted her up.

“AAAAHHHH!” he yelled, causing even more commotion and chaos in the room. Putting the girl down, Abel ran off into a corner of the room. He stopped next to a bald man with quite a large belly. He patted this man’s head. Just like a nice, shiny rock. Rock. Oh, this man seemed to be getting angry… Abel rolled back to the middle of the floor, where the girl was. He had been hoping to bewilder her by leaving the floor like that. Had it worked?

“Hello, I am strong. Don’t worry, I am strong. I am strong,” he whispered, baring his teeth. He cackled maniacally, throwing back his head. Oh, this poor, poor girl. When Abel really got to her, she would have no idea what to do…

[rosexowens]

Guin cluched her injured shoulder and said through barred teeth "You.Are.Crazy." she laughed a litte "I like crazy, gives me more of a challenge." the crowd was in total chaos now, some booing at Abel's unorthidox fighting style others, cheering trying to encourage Guin to really show her stuff. Guin faced a round-house kick to her opponents head then kicked up with her right foot, aiming for his torso. Would it make it's mark? Guin decided to strike up conversation "So what makes you so stupid to think that you can beat me?" she laughed lightly "Did your imaginary friend tell you that?"

ooc// sorry it is so short, writers block :/

[patricia1]

Abel felt like his ribcage was caving in when the tiny, seemingly weak but obviously very strong, girl kicked him in the stomach. GODDAMN SHE WAS STRONG. What if he couldn’t defeat her? What if she beat him!? WHAT IF SHE KILLED HIM? Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. If she killed him, he would be angry enough to eat a whole goddamn fire. OH. IF HE WAS KILLED, THEN HE WOULD BE DEAD! There was no way in hell that this girl was going to make him go all dead-like; he had only been alive for a quarter of how long most people live!

He grabbed the lady’s foot and yanked on it, attempting to knock her down. He hoped that it would be enough to stop her from killing him. When he entered the fight, he hadn’t realized how strong she was, or else maybe he would have run out of the building instead of just the corner and then back into the fight. BUT HE MUST FIGHT HARD. IT WOULD BE HUMILIATING TO BE BEATEN BY A TINY LITTLE GIRL. He would fight to the death. Or at least until one of them admitted defeat.


(ooc: I think most of the posts in this thread will be quite short, considering it is a fight, and each post is basically just another move.)

[rosexowens]

Guin's head made a loud crack as it connected with the concrete. The crowd hushed as the warrior lay on the ground for a few seconds. She wasn't sure if she was bleeding but at that moment something snapped, Guin tried to brush off the feeling to stop fighting, that wasn't how she rolled.

The Boogeyman slowly rose to her feet, she could feel hot blood trickling down the side and back of her neck. The crowd cheered louder as their champion stood, Guin put her hand to the back of her now tender skull and looked at her own blood, oddly it gave her more strenght "No one has ever put that much hurt on me. Kudos." Guin't voice had a hint of an english accent, old english at that, the wound had definitely scrambled her brain. She aimed an elbow at Abel's jaw hoping to demonstrate the pain she was in now.

[patricia1]

Abel slapped a hand to his face when the crazy woman's elbow struck him. DAMN THAT HURT LIKE FUCKING HECK. He spat on the floor in front of him, and wiped his mouth. WHAT WAS THAT REDNESS DOING ON HIS HAND!? Out of his mouth was dribbling some disgustingly metal-like red liquid. It was drying on his hand, becoming crusty and dirt-like. He licked it. If it was some crazy thing trying to eat him, he needed to show it that he was stronger, as he had obviously not done a good job of showing this little girl who was beating him into the ground.

"DID YOU DO THIS TO ME!? DID YOU MAKE THIS RED THING COME CRAWLING OUT OF MY MOUTH?" Abel looked down at the girl and brought his arm back, about to hit her, but then he collapsed. What's happening what's happening what's happening what's happening what's happening... he thought, dizzy. He shook his head, trying to clear his mind, but that only made the dizziness worse.

"Ooooh," he moaned. The pain all over his body was hurting him. He smacked his own face, trying to scare away the pain, but realized he was only bringing more upon himself. Giving up, Abel curled up into a fetal position and breathed heavily, trying to keep himself from passing out.