Mystery Science Theater En Masse: The Movie

Super Special 1: A Cruel Angel's Thesis (Part Sixteen)

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Note: Your main riffers for this part are Cassy, Axl, and Miyuki.

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Chapter 16 - Silver and Gold Dance

"God, I thought this tournament was supposed to be international!  Why did we end up here, anyway!?"
Kira shook her head in annoyance. The air of this place where their next match will be held was all too familiar. Raiya nodded, with his hands tucked behind his head.

Miyuki: Do not tell me...

"Yeah really! I didn't even dream the computer will pick here for the stage of one of our matches!"

All: *groans in annoyance*
Axl: Those guys just got home court advantage!

"That's luck, I guess..

Kyo L.: No, that's bullshit.
Cassy: No kiddin', dude. Once again, everything in this piece of shit always has to benefit her in the end.

let's just make sure we don't break anything. Shizuku will be furious if our livehouse is damaged. Especially if it was us that did the damage!"
Glancing at his teammates, Fubuki announced. The two nodded in unison, shivering at the image of their manager's more-than-upset face.

Axl: But it's okay for the Sue to break another place's screen and horribly injure someone while doing it.
Cassy: Not to mention blinding the hell outta the audience.

"Well, let's finish this fight off quickly too."
Kira's expression dimmed at Fubuki's remark, which he instantly noticed.
"...something wrong?"
"I think this match won't be that easy."
"Why?.........are they it?"
Fubuki lowered his voice, afraid that even the walls of the vacant hallway to the stage will hear. Kira shook her head.
"I'm not sure. It's just a hunch."

Miyuki: *facepalms before grabbing a fistful of her own hair* Chris -- well, I think it was Chris -- literally said... that he and his teammates were going to be your opponents... in the last chapter. Jesus Christ, you are stupid!
Rory: Drain bamage.
Cassy: *laughs*

"Well if Princess Kira says so, it's probably much more reliable that our speculations!"
Raiya's voice echoed through the halls now serving as the waiting room for the fighters before the match. He was quickly confronted by Fubuki's glare.

Jayleen: There's only room for one princess in these quarters, and that's me.
Tomoko: I'd tell you to get over yourself, but you don't even have that much crap in you like she does.

"Hm...well, 'guess we'd better be cautious then..."

Axl: What's there to be cautious about? You're going to win, and we're going to boo. Loudly. Can we just skip to the next chapter?
Cassy: I wish we could, dude.

"Will the fighters enter the ring please!"
The artificial voice of the microphone fueled the hungry crowd into an uproar. As she climbed the tiny iron stairs leading to the blue corner, Kira caught a glimpse from the sea of people of that unmistakable figure. Iori.

Axl: Oh, great. Now the drama's gonna get all "mysterious" and silent. Come on, you can't fool us here. We all know the cheesy writing tropes.

He soon noticed her attention towards him, and he shifted his eyes to the side, as if to hide what he was dying to say.

Miyuki: And even if he said it, his voice would be drowned out. So what's the point?
Kyo K.: Yagami? Saying that he's sorry? You'd have better luck teaching pigs how to fly!

Kira stared at him, as her vision melted into the familiar forrests of Izumo, fifteen years ago. That day when she and Iori first met. That day when she determined his fate.

Cassy: Oh, don't flatter yourself, you self-absorbed... *mutters*

Before the ceremony, he stood like this in front of her, figiting in his tiny leather shoes. (Yeah, you were like that, weren't you, Iori? Still unable to be honest, huh....) She smiled silently at the dusty memories, and held up her hand to him. The victory sign.

Axl: *sticks up his middle finger* And here's our sign to you.
Miyuki: Okay, how can she be all smiles and crap if he just admitted that he used her in the last chapter?
Axl: You're using that pesky logic, Miyuki. Stop that.

"From this round, we will be conducting the matches under official KoF rules. There will be no give ups, and no change of fighters will be allowed until the fighter has been knocked out. It will be a Fight to the Finish. Now, will the first fighters come foraward!"
"Yo~shi! (Yeah)"
Raiya was to step foward, licking his lips with glee.

Cassy: *confused* Is he a cannibal now?

Fubuki stopped his teammate by the wrist.
"Raiya...just be careful."
"I know!"

Cassy: Oh, he won't!

On the other side of the ring stood a seemingly frail young boy in a brilliant cobalt shirt and white slacks.

Axl: Okay, um, does everyone need to be described as "seemingly frail" in this fic? Because it's starting to bug the heck out of me.

He smiled innocently as he bowed. The golden pendant hanging from his thin neck glittered in the spot light.

Cassy: His pendant is silver, actually.

Raiya stared at his opponent in disbelief.
"Oi oi! You want me to brawl with a KID?"
"Yoroshiku onegai shimasu! (Pleased to meet you)"
"H, hey Fubuki. Will I get caught for child battery for this??"

Miyuki: He should be lucky that he wasn't fighting in KOF when NESTS was around. Imagine how he would've reacted to fighting Bao!
Axl: Yeah, speaking of that... how the hell did a little kid manage to get out of KOF alive?
Miyuki: Probably had a lot of some good old psychic power.

Fubuki could only tilt his head, unsure how to answer.
"I have no idea....but don't underestimate him..."
Chris smiled at them, seemingly unaware of the conversation.
"Iya da na, tsuyosou....(Oh great, he looks strong)"

"Are you ready!? Round 1...fight!"

Axl: And Chris loses. Next round, please.
Cassy: I would say don't give up on reading it, but every fight's been one-sided in this dumb thing so far.

Raiya nurvously circled the ring, watching his opponent. (Damn, this is hard! To fight with a big brute's no biggie, but a kid!?) He thrusted a swift jab at the boy. His fist only sliced the air.
"Huh?"
Without stopping his motion, Raiya continued into a low feet-sweeping kick, but Chris simply jumped over it.
"Huh!?"
Raiya broke into a blindingly quick series of kicks and punches, all unsuccessful in hitting his small target. The expression of amazement that plastered Raiya's face soon melted into a wide grin.
"....You're strong."

Miyuki: He's strong... because he avoided moves? I think you meant to say that he's fast, not strong. Then again, I'm not even sure if Raiya even said that, because what the heck are details?!
Cassy: Details? We don't need them if they're not kissing the Sue's butt, dude.
Axl: Jesus. At least Benji friggin' Himura mentioned who was saying what in his crap fic.

Kira, noticing her friend's change in Raiya's look, shook her head and laughed.
"Great, it's Raiya's bad habit again!"

Cassy: What? Smoking? Alcoholism? Gambling?
Miyuki: I'll take the alcoholism if it'll get me through the rest of this fic.

"Then, how about this!?"
Raiya fell into a stance, lowering his posture and clashing his fists. Streaks of lightning began to rush around him at a furious pace.
"Raiya always plays around when he finds his opponent strong..."
With that, Kira hopped off the ringside, which Fubuki has long abandoned the position when he noticed Raiya's grin.
"GREASED LIGHTNING!!"

Benimaru: He called it... what?
Akiko: *chuckles*
Axl: ...these are some stupid move names, I'm sorry. That just made me think of a racing horse from the 1930s.

Thick bolts of light coarsed through the ring, painting the packed live house white. Shermie, watching from the side of the ring, hopped in excitement.
"Wow! Such beautiful fireworks!!"

The lightning returned to their master's fists in a mere second, though it may have felt like eternity for many witnessing the blinding light.

Miyuki: This fic's feeling like an eternity to get through. And why are they blinding everyone with their techniques? Are they trying to turn the audience into Ray Charles? What's the point of a fight scene if you're just going to blind the audience?

"How's that!?"
Raiya exclaimed as he finally broke his stance and surveyed the ring, which nothing could be found.

Cassy: My sanity also couldn't be found.

"Hey, up here!"
A chill rushed down Raiya's spine as he heard the cheerful voice from above. Then, the piercing blow that impacted his head. Raiya fell to the floor, unable to see what hit him.
"Yes! It's Chris' Glider Stomp!"
Shermie danced, snapping her fingers. But Yashiro soon stopped her excitement.
"It's not over yet!"

Axl: I'm surprised. So, uh... where's the part where the Sue thrashes Yashiro? I mean, I'm pretty much expecting that to happen.
Miyuki: Why Yashiro?
Axl: It's pretty obvious. The Sue hasn't humiliated him yet, and he's one of the four guys who's lusting after her. Kyo has been turned into a giant idiot, and Fubuki already had his heart broken by her. And they're still kissing her butt. So she needs to humiliate Yashiro to complete the trifecta of stupid.
Cassy: And that's why we didn't feel sorry for her when Iori revealed that he used her in the last chapter.

With his knees buckling under him, Raiya barely managed to stand up. The smile still lingered on his lips, slightly crimson from the blood that seeped from the cut he received from Chris' blow.

Miyuki: He's bleeding... after one kick. Just letting you all know that.
Cassy: Damn, these people are frail, dude. All you gotta do is blow on them and they'll just shatter into a million pieces.

"You're really strong, aren't you...."
Chris swallowed his breathe seeing his opponent still standing after a clean hit.

Axl: It was one hit! These people can take a giant punch, fly across a room, and still get back up! This fight scene's way too overdramatic here!

"......."
Raiya dashed towards Chris, breaking into a combo again.

Axl: Okay, stop. Just... stop. Seriously, I'm sick of reading fight scenes where someone "goes into a combo". It's old, it has no detail, and it's boring as hell to read. Stop it.

Kira noticed Chris' figure disappear again in the midst of the fury of attacks.
"Not again!?"
"Heh, I'm getting bored with the same pattern!"

Miyuki: *bored* Tell us about it. I mean, we have to read the same pattern.

Raiya swiftly wound into a Spiral Flare, sparks flying through the heated air. Chris, who had already slithered right under Raiya's open chest, couldn't dodge the rapid move, and was caught off guard.

Cassy: So Chris is a snake now, huh?
Axl: Slithering... that's what snakes do. And snakes are related to the Orochi myth, because Orochi's name translates to "eight branched giant snake". Yep, I'm riffing with my eyes wide open here.

"Argh!"
Shermie hid her eyes in her hands, denying the sight of Chris falling to the ground with a dull thud. Fubuki smiled at the sight, and closed his eyes.
"Hmph, that move is done in a drilling motion, from down to up. It'll hit unless guarded perfectly."

Axl: Oh, would you just shut up? It's not a fight scene if I have to have my hand held through it, too!
Cassy: So... block high? Or perform a crouching guard where it'll whiff?
Miyuki: You're using logic. As a riffing vet, you should know that logic's a bad thing.

"Gotcha!"
Raiya roared, panting heavily with his shoulders.

But Chris wasn't giving up. He clawed his way slowly to his feet, clenching his teeth in pain. Kira's jaws opened in disbelief.

Kyo L.: And then Kyo and Iori shoved their own snakes into her--
Miyu: Stop it, Kyo! *mumbles* Though I wouldn't be surprised if that was a thing.

"No way!?"
Raiya's eyes widened as well. A streak of sweat fell from his sharp chin.
"...You're really something."
"Thanks"
Chris winked as he supported his unbalanced body on his knees.
"But I don't think I could hold up much longer."
"Me too."

Axl: This is happening after they were hit once. *facepalms* Some fight scene this is.
Miyuki: Sad thing is that it's the best one so far.

"Shall we get this over with now?"
"I think so."

Cassy: *bored, while playing Tetris on her phone* Oh, please do, dudes. I should've brought my handhelds with me, so now I'm stuck with the good old blocks and Solitaire.

Raiya flashed his broad, blameless smile again.
"Let's do it!"
With that, Raiya stomped back into his fighting stance. His body glowed with the electricity he was collecting. Chris stood in his stance as well, observing his opponent's move carefully. Two spotlights burst up above the ring from Raiya's voltage. Kira gasped at the falling glass as Shizuku's angry face flashed in her mind.
"Hey!  Don't break things, idiot!"

Miyuki: But can we break you?

"Ikuzo------!! (here I go)"
"Hai !! (yeah)"
"MAGNA SPARK!!"
"TWISTER DRIVE!!"

The ring exploded with light again, and time stopped its flow for a moment. When the flash of white died down, everyone saw the two bodies of the fighters falling to the ground it a perfect arch.
"R...Ring out! This is a draw game!!"
The crowd burst into a thunderous blare.

All except Akiko: *bored*
Akiko: Meh. Could've been worse. Three out of ten.
Axl: *flatly* I'm very impressed.
Cassy: Uh-huh.
Kyo K.: Jeez, they have the endurance of wet tissue paper! I could win that tournament easily with one punch!
Miyuki: Really? Really? It's like you can't take them down unless you go down with them!
Cassy: It's a fight scene version of Destiny Bond from the Pokemon games.

"He he...sorry, guys..."
Raiya muttered as he ran his finger over his bruised cheek. Fubuki smiled at him, and cracked his knuckles.
"Don't worry. I'll go next."

"Will the next fighters come forward please!"

Shermie jumped over the ropes and into the ring, raising her hand confidently to answer the crowd's cheers.
"Fu fu fu.....please be gentle with me!"
"Hmph, unfortunately, I'm not a feminist..."

All: *speechless*
Sonic: Well, that really came out of left field, huh? *gives a sarcastic thumbs up* Way to talk out of your butt, man!
Sonia: *facepalms* Oh, dear heavens.
Cassy: What the... what the fuck's wrong with you, dude?! Why would you say something so... sexist?!
Miyu: Oh, my, this fic really didn't age well. What an incredibly inappropriate line!
Miyuki: *rubs her forehead* You were already unlikeable to us, Fubuki. Now that line just made us hate you. Congrats, I guess.
Axl: *takes a deep breath, lets it out* Jesus Christmas. Like I needed even more sexism after the last fic that I read.
Amy: *begins to throw her Piko Piko Hammer at the screen*
Sonic, Sonia, Manic: *tackles Amy*
Manic: Amy, we told you earlier! We're not made of money!
Kyo L.: *gets up, takes the Piko Piko Hammer, lights it on fire* One sec, please. *promptly whacks Fubuki with it* Alright, you little fedora wearing shit stain, listen up. Number one, that's not what "feminist" means. It actually means a person who is in favor of equality between the sexes, not "someone who goes easy on women because they have ovaries". And number two, you have the personality of an ass boil. No wonder the Sue probably dumped your bland and uptight ass. So fuck you, and fuck off. *shakes off the flames, hands Amy her hammer back* Was that good enough?
Amy: Um... I guess. But, uh, you do know that she dumped him because he wasn't Iori, right?
Kyo L.: Oh, right. He still needed a whack across the head, though. Misogyny just happens to be one of my beserk buttons, and I don't like it when it's smashed.
Axl: Oh, we know. A certain "edgy" doofus learned that the hard way.

"Round 2...fight!"

"Ha!"
Fubuki dashed forward with the gong ringing in his ears for an pre-emptive attack.
"Woah!"
Shermie arched her slender body backwards to dodge the thrust. Her hands easily reached the floor. Kira widened her eyes at the incredible sight.
"W...what an agile body!"

Miyuki: This is coming from the Sue who easily did some gymnastics her own self two chapters ago. You attempting to be impressed isn't going to fool any of us.

Shermie lifted her long legs and tangled them around Fubuki's neck. Her thighs squeezed onto him with unbelievable pressure.
"!!"
"That's gotta hurt!"
Raiya shouted, squinting his eyes in sympathetic pain.
"....but I envy him a bit..."

Cassy: On one hand, we don't feel any sympathy because of that sexist line he said earlier. And number two... hey, some guys do like that sort of stuff. Just ask Kyo.
Kyo L.: Who, me? I don't know what you're talking about, Cass.

"Watshi kara no present (Here's a present from me)!!"
With that, Shermie lifted Fubuki's body from the floor with her legs, and slammed him into the floor.

Axl: I guess it's time for him to be a feminist now!

"Hmmm....seems like the end of it already..."
Shermie was about to return to her corner of the ring, when she saw Yashiro gesturing to her. She slowly turned her head and gasped. Fubuki was already back to his feet and massaging his neck with seemingly little damage done.

Miyuki: Oh, that's right. He also gets to put no effort into his stuff. I forgot.

"I see. No wonder you beat those thugs alone in the last match, huh?"
"Hmph!"

Cassy: Yeah, I'd probably huff at Mr. Limbaugh over there, too.

Shermie answered to Fubuki with a quick roundhouse, but he avoided total impact by grabbing her leg as it zoomed towards his stomach. Fubuki attempted to throw her in that position, hurling her to the floor.
"Kya!"
She managed to extend her long arms fully to avoid the full crash. As soon as she got her balance, she hurled Fubuki, still grabbing her leg with both arms back to the floor.
"Whoa!!"
He lost his grip from Shermie's leg, and created a cusion of wind under him with his now freed arms, and safely landed.

Miyuki: Tch.
Akiko: *begins to create the words "This sucks!" with her lightning*

"...You're good!"
"And so are you...."
Shermie has never met such a strong opponent until now.

Axl: *rolls his eyes* Of course. Nobody was special enough until the Sue and her flunkies boarded the ship that's currently on fire and somehow still sailing.

Fubuki knew too well not to be reckless with an unknown enemy. The two fell motionless, their eyes fixed on each other.

Cassy: I'm fixed on the end of this crap. Hurry up, will you?!

"Su...sugoi...they've been like that for ten minutes now!"

Rory: *chanting* Stop the madness! Start the movie!
Axl: Why the hell would they be standing still for ten minutes? Any audience member would start booing--
Akiko: *boos*
Miyuki: *smirks*
Axl: Pfft...
Cassy: *laughs* There it is!

Raiya sighed. He, of course, would never have the patience to stay immobile for ten seconds.

Cassy: Then quit drinking the liquid Pixy Stix, dude!

Kira nodded in agreement.
"They're both waiting for the other to move."

Miyuki: *annoyed* Gee, thanks, Captain Obvious! I don't know why I want to punch you right now!
Cassy: You know why you wanna punch her.

"Why aren't they moving, Yashiro?"
Chris blinked as he stared at the motionless match.
"Hm? Actually, they can't move, Chris. They're both watching the other to move and create an opening. On the other hand, if one makes a careless move, the other will surely attack. In other words, their strengths match. Standing like that in full alert is really nerve-wrecking. It's incredible that they've kept it up for so long. But now, they've ran out of time...."

Miyuki: And now I wanna punch you, too! Why do we need two people explaining the same thing in drawn out detail to a bored as hell audience?!
Axl: Simple. Because the Suethor can't write fight scenes for crap.

"...."
The narrow heel of Shermie's boots slithered on the floor for a moment.

Axl: More slithering. Because it's symbolic to the Orochi myths and all.

"!"
"Iku wa yo (Here I come)!!"
Shermie dashed towards Fubuki, finally breaking the silence.

Cassy: Yeah, took you long enough, didn't it? Too bad Yashiro just said that you and Mr. Jerk wasted all of your time.

"Time Over!!"

Cassy: Yep.

Unable to believe her ears, Shermie screached into a halt and blinked at the referee.
"WHAT!?"
"This match has exceeded its time limit. Therefore, this match is a draw as well!"

The waves of murmur lingered in the room.

Cassy: Murmuring? They'd be bored stiff waiting for ten minutes!
Axl: I'm more annoyed than bored.
Miyuki: Ditto. Might as well get to the part where the Sue uses her BS Sue powers to wipe the floor with Yashiro.

"S, sorry..."
Sitting on a stool next to the ring, Fubuki wiped the perspiration from his forehead. His eyes clouded from exhaustion.

Miyuki: How... can he be exhausted... when he had ten minutes to cool off? *facepalms* This fic's logic is bad.
Axl: Hey, standing can actually be exhausting. *sarcastically* But whoa, doing nothing takes a whole lot out of you!

"After all that, we've still haven't figured out who these fighters are...."
"No biggie, Fubuki. All we know of them is that they're strong."
Raiya, still holding a cold pack to his cheek laughed.
"But I didn't expect to struggle in the tournament this early!"

Axl: Yeah, effort's for losers!
Cassy: This is struggling?
Miyuki: To them, yes. But maybe Raiya can visit Paradise City. I'm sure he'll have some fun with us here.

Nodding to them both, Kira stepped towards the stairs to the ring.
"Kira...don't stress yourself, OK?"
"..Don't worry."

Cassy: What's there to worry about? She's going to win, and we're going to hate this two-faced brat even more than we already do.

The crowd was overheated from the close and magnificent competition they were witnessing.

Axl: Are they watching the same boring crap that we're looking at here? This match is far from "magnificent". The only round that was somewhat decent was the Raiya vs. Chris match.

The small live room seemed to be expanding from the heat of the people, almost to explode. Two figures rushed into such an atmosphere. Navigating the seemingly spasmatic room, Mature sighed in relief.
"Phew! Looks like we made it in time!"
"Yeah, right! It's the third match! Hmph, if you've only made up your mind on which lipstick to put on a LITTLE bit faster...."
Vice groaned and crossed her arms over her chest.

Cassy: Why didn't she just grab all of the tubes and apply one of them on the way over?
Axl: That's logic, Cass.

"But makeup is a vital part of a woman's etiquette, you know!

Keiko: ...no, it isn't. It's not vital to me, it's not vital to Mai, and it's not vital to Akiko when she isn't dressing up, to name a few examples.
Miyuki: But hey, we're not gonna shame you for having makeup.
Jessie: *as she's applying a fresh coat of red lipstick on her lips* Thank you, sweetie!

By the way, with your foundation on so thinly, your wrinkles are gonna show, girl...."
"H, how rude!"
Vice turned undeniably red as she hid her face behind her hands.
"Calm down, it's just a joke!

Miyuki: ...no, it isn't, you OOC ass.

Oh, see? Kira chan's in the ring now."
Mature stood on her toes in an attempt to see the ring.
"Huh.....oh, she's fighting that big guy? Seems kinda unfair to me."

Axl: Oh, please! We all know what's really going to be unfair in a minute!

"Really? He's kinda cute, though..."
Vice stared at her partner and let out a deep, long sigh.

Cassy: That's how I feel seeing these two being so... warped. Yeesh.

"So, we end up fighting anyway, huh?"
Kira commented to her opponent that was entering the ring.

Axl: Because the plot said so. Do you know how many riffers in this theater are surprised at this? Zero.

Yashiro looked at her and smiled. A smile flooded with a multitude of emotions. Kira sensed this well, his sorrow of fighting a girl he liked.

Cassy: Wank, wank, wank... shut up, dude.

She simply smiled back.

Miyuki: That's her version of the middle finger. It works for that two-faced dunce.

"....but I have no intentions of backing off on this fight."
"Final Round....fight!!"

Gagagagaga...!!

Axl: *bored* These are some piss poor sound effects.

Just as the gong rang, the two leaped into battle, plummeling the other with their fists. Actually all the audience could probably see was the faint images that were left behind; they moved too fast for the amateur eye to keep up.

Miyuki: That's... not how a fight scene's supposed to go. If it's going way too fast for anyone, that just proves that you're way too lazy to put in actual details.
Cassy: Also, KOF's meant to be flashy and showy! If it's too fast, it'll look like a bad sex scene!
Axl: Suethor probably couldn't even write those, either.
Cassy: I'm just happy that she didn't bother with 'em. Nobody wanted to see her rolling in the sack with Iori.

The dull sounds made of the impact of flesh over flesh echoed in the now silenced room as the two fighters continued their assault. Flashes of light reflected from Yashiro's silver choker and Kira's gold wristband danced in the spot lights.

Cassy: Oh, god, the purple prose. Just stop.

"Ha!"
"!!"
Yashiro barely dodged Kira's Shooting Star kick, and countered her with a Sledge Hammer instead, sending her hurling to the ring floor. Kira stopped the impact with her extended hands, and

Axl: ...suffered multiple bone fractures.

shifted her momentum and her body back at Yashiro. Her kick made a clean hit this time in Yashiro's cheek, but he managed to keep his balance and his stance. Kira landed safely on her feet, but felt her spine chill. (He didn't fall after that kick!? Is his stamina limitless!? Some of my attacks have landed, right??)

Cassy: *bored* It's KOF, you dumbass. People there can handle one measly attack.
Miyuki: *yawns* Oh, look, she'll have to put effort into it now.
Axl: *bored* Yeah, and "put effort into it" will actually translate to "pull some bullshit out of her ass" in a minute.

Her eyes wandered frantically in panic, her shoulders moving from her gasping for air. But that was the same for Yashiro as well.
(Gotta try someting new...) Kira took a deep breath.

Axl: And here comes the bullshit.
Cassy: Three... two... one...

Yashiro watched her silently, waiting for her next move. She did not move, but Yashiro couldn't help to notice the strange change in her. Her large eyes began to glitter with the sparkling luminace of an aquamarine gem.

Miyuki: *makes a face* Really? Really, now? She really does have those stupid mood ring eyes.
Cassy: Mary Sue classic, dude.

"...Her eyse!?"
"...Yarou ka! (Let's do it)*"

Benimaru: Wait... that line was something that Vice used to say. Is she going to perform Mature and Vice's techniques on him?!
Athena: So that means that she's not only able to absorb their powers, but she can also use them without any effort!
Kyo K.: *facepalms, groans* God, I hate this fic. Emi... that's what the footnote is, isn't it?
Emi: Yes, it is, Master Kyo. She will be saying their familiar lines.
Kyo K.: *sighs* Wonderful.

With that Kira blasted towards Yashiro in immense speed. Iori widened his eyes at the familiar sight of Kira's moves. Painfully familiar.
"...That move! But that's Mature's....Metal Massacre!!?"
"Koroshite ageru (I'll kill you)*!!"

Axl: Uh... yeah, the humiliation is going to be real, isn't it?
Miyuki: No kidding.

"Whoa!"
Yashiro managed to barely dodge the rapid attack, but Kira followed up her move with another.
"Tanoshi ne (Isn't this fun)*!!"

Cassy: No, it isn't.

"Gore Fest...Vice...!!"
Iori couldn't help to yell the familiar name seeing the move.

Axl: And he wouldn't say this stuff out loud. Come on, now. Iori's the type who just thinks this stuff to himself. But of course he has to be easily impressed by our space stealing Mary Sue there.

Ba....n!!

Yashiro fell heavily to the ground. Seeing her opponent of on the floor, Kira's eyes dimmed back into her normal eyes. Twitching with pain, Yashiro still groped to get up.
".....Yashiro, why are you fighting?"

Miyuki: And why is it any of your business, you cheating hack?
Axl: Well, to be fair, he is an Orochi warrior. But she needs to give him her "advice" to make herself look better.
Cassy: Even though she's just going to make it worse. But hey, it's never her fault if something goes wrong!

"Huh!?"
"You've fallen on the floor many times, and still are trying to cling for a chance. That's admirable in a fighter. ....But, I sense something black behind your intentions....tell me, what are you fighting for?"

Miyuki: Forget him, I just want to fight for the chance to punch your teeth down your throat.

Yashiro wabbled onto his feet and slowly stood up.
"....Revenge."
"To whom?"
"To that one red-headed guy that entered this tournament. Because of him, my band has been humiliated many times. So, I entered to humiliate him in front of the world!"
"Red headed, huh? Are you talking about him?"
Kira smirked and tilted her head towards the crowd, which Yashiro's eyes followed. Indeed, in the crowd stood Iori, the man Yashiro was after.

Cassy: Congratulations. You've just made everything worse, you stupid asshole.

"..!! Wh, why the hell is he here!?"
"So it is him. But I bet he has no clue about you guys. I guess it's a one-way rivalry."
"...is he your....?"
Kira returned the smile Yashiro gave her at the beginning of the match. The sad, complex smile of mixed emotions.

Axl: Yeah, that's some serious bullshit. She's using Yashiro to further her own gains, just like we predicted.

The next second, a flash of light exploded on the ring. Kira whispered silently to herself.
"Heaven's Gate....the door to fate has opened for all of us...."

Cassy: And to humiliate him even further, she uses one of Mature's ultimate techniques on him. You know what? This fic is ass, dude.
Akiko: *creates a "Boo!" sign with her lightning*
Cassy: Yeah, that's it.

"Sugo~~~i!! (awesome) Kira chan's just too much!!"
Mature jumped around for a moment, as if the victory was her own. Vice also joined her excitement, grabbing hold of Mature's hand.

Cassy: *angry* Oh, shut the fuck up, dude!
Axl: Uh. *chuckles* That's not the Cassy I know. Wanna elaborate?
Cassy: Gladly. I'm sick and tired of everyone shilling that cheating piece of shit all the damn time. Every single time she uses her bullshit Mary Sue powers, someone has to praise her immediately afterwards. It's pissing me off!
Miyuki: You know the drill. She has to be praised or they're "evil" for hating her. Mary Sue Law 101.

Suddenly, a man emerged from the crowd to depart, and accidentally bumped into Vice.
"....whoa, excuse me, Miss....."
"Oh, I'm sorry........!!"
The man soon headed to the door way without turning back. But his features were plastered in Vice's mind.

Miyuki: And next, they were cemented.

The platinum ear rings. His short, neatly cropped blond hair. His long navy coat. The rosary on his chest.

Kyo K.: Wait... that's Goenitz. What's he doing back? I thought that he died after the '96 tournament!
Axl: Maybe the Suethor wanted to use the "what-if" about him being alive and being behind the scenes of the '97 tournament.
Cassy: I'd be interested in reading that. Just not from that Suethor, because she's going to mess it all up.

"Hm? What's wrong babe? You look like you've seen your worst nightmare in person."

Miyuki: I'm looking at it right now. And it's named "Kira".

Mature tapped on her partner's shoulder in concern. Indeed, Vice's beautiful face was dangerously pale.
".....Have you seen that guy before, Mature?"
"Who, him?"
Mature stared at the man, pushing his way out of the building.  But all she could see was his broad back.
"....I don't know."
"I don't know either, Mature. But look at me. Why am I shaking like this!?"

Axl: Because symbolism.

Goenitz stepped out of the steamy live house with a smile, slipping in a cigarette between his thin lips.

Miyuki: Um... I don't think that he was a smoker.

"That girl....those moves were of Vice and Mature...the power of the Livaiathan....

Axl: Again, the Leviathan, which is from the friggin' Bible.

but that kick at the beginning...that was another power. A similar but more powerful power...."

Cassy: ...she's an Orochi fighter... whose moves are more powerful than the Oroch-- you know what, fuck this fic. Jade, stamp it.
Jayleen: Gladly. Well, that's two.

A streak of faint smoke trailed out of his mouth as he breathed in deeply.
"But before that, those three fighters interest me greatly......Hmmmm, seems I'm gonna be busy from now on...!"

Miyuki: Can I busy myself with the alcohol from Jessie's cabinet?
Cassy: No, you can't. You're not leaving us to suffer with this crap, dude.
Miyuki: Oh, come on!

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