SNK vs Capcom: She's Got Issues/At War with the World
He had purchased some cloths with his creditcard, as soon as he hit the Spanish coast. Before he was attacked on his own training ground in Japan, the cold blooded, and remorseless killer named Eiji Kisaragi had not any time to gather any possessions.
He's been on the run for so long, he did not even know if his pursuers were still tracking him. But, he was an elite assassin of the Kisaragi Clan; he had but only one assignment he failed in. For sure, he would have succeeded in extinguishing the lives of the Kisaragi rival family, the hated Sakazaki family, if not had one of his partners from the King of Fighters 95 tournament turned on him, nearly ending his life prematurely.
With a hate that burned as harshly for Iori Yagami, the ruthless ninja vowed that he shall one day destroy him and his worthless family once and for all. He had for-went later KoF tournaments in order to heal, body and soul. Now his training has been interrupted for the sake of preserving his self.
Eiji narrowed his eyes as he slid the shades onto his face, he must remain focused on the task at hand. Kisaragi recognized one of his attackers, the self styled 'Spanish Ninja' named Vega. Eiji gambled on the notion that Vega would not consider looking for him in his own homeland, and that will buy Eiji some time to investigate what business the Spaniard had with him. Under a frigid and hushed breath, the ninja pledged no mercy to his newfound enemy......
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Bob Myers kicked wildly while dangled from the ceiling chandelier, desperately trying to ward away the madwoman that he was facing. Whip jumped back giggling in an almost insane fashion, as she used her whip to snag the Capoeirastylas from the ceiling, and slam him down the ground. Bob lay completely still, as Duck King jumped onto the courtyard-turned-battlefield, and cannonballed at the sadistic woman.
Whip laughed slightly, as she sidestepped the dancer's sloppy attack. As soon as Duck King landed, he felt a warm strand of leather wrap around his neck. With a strong tug, Whip pulled her opponent onto the ground and slowly dragged him to her.
Kicking and thrashing wildly did nothing to avail the dancer's predicament as he approached Whip. Once there he felt a boot heal ground into his forehead, hearing Whip's inane laughter. Once she finally got bored with this humiliation, she relinquished, and just when he thought he was finally free of her torment, he heard the sound of gunshots up close go off and felt several sharp stings run down from his forehead to his mid section.
Even through the extreme pain he was feeling, Duck King gave silent praise that though they were dummy bullets, they didn't go any lower.
"God, that woman is TOTALLY twisted," shrieked B. B. Hood as she watched the carnage with her teammates.
"No kidding," replied Ralf, "she asked me out on a date one night and I ended up running for my life. Till this day I will live in fear of red leather lingerie."
"I remember that night fondly," said Heidern through a chuckle, "It was priceless, watching you run in terror with nothing but a towel wrapped around you, as Whip chased you down the halls in that get up with her whip screaming, 'JUST FOUR MORE HOURS!!!' "
Ralf's face just went red and sour from the memory, as the young bounty hunter busted up laughing from the image, but then both were snapped back to reality, when they heard a loud cry erupt once again from Duck King.
The Dancer had launched into his Fatal Fury attack, spinning upside down like a hyperactive helicopter into the air. The sadistic woman smiled sharply as she parried his attack and started a super of her own. Raising her hand holding the whip into the air away from her to her side, Whip jerked down sharply letting the whip give out a satisfyingly loud 'snap', and Duck King give out an agonizing cry of pain.
But it didn't stop there, immediately another snap sounded as Whip snapped the whip back to the other side, and kept going back and fourth, back and fourth. The Dancer was long done after the first 3 snaps, but Whip wasn't satisfied.
Heidern yelled to Whip to cease, but she began laughing louder as she got faster and faster. Almost instantly, the pops as the whip constantly it broke the sound barrier came back to back like a scatto drum beat, snapsnapsnapsnapsnap.
Finally, after deciding he could not take any more of this brutality, Heidern came behind and grabbed Whip's wrist that was holding the whip, "That's QUITE enough," scolded the commander. With a sullied look on her beautiful face, Whip untensed.
"And, uh, th-the w-w-winner of this.... match, the Ikari Warriors" stuttered the commentator.
"That..... was totally brutal, even for her" remarked Ralf.
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Iori and Demitri returned to their hotel suite. This one was of the same taste, but different color scheme from their last one in Germany; a blue and black living set lit by very dim candles. Though it would be very difficult to see in this near darkness, Iori could see everything very well.
"Ahhhh, how enjoyable!" remarked Demitri, as he claimed a whole loveseat to himself, "Very rarely do I enjoy a battle such as that, brings me back to my younger days."
"Demitri, I... have something to ask," said Iori in almost a whisper.
"Hmm? Speak your mind! We are partners after all," said Demitri with a satisfied grin on his face.
"Well, during that last fight, I could have sworn...." Both men turned to the door an instant before they heard a knock.
Demitri's smile faded a bit and said, "I think your question could wait a bit, it appears that the messenger has arrived with our new fight schedule." Demitri signaled one of his female servants to answer the door. She peered though a small shutter at eye level meet the face of a handsome and tall blond man. The unnaturally etheral woman could sense immense power radiating from him that suggested a deadly threat.
"Hello dear, my name is... well, not important to you. I have come with a proposition for your master....."
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Two days after he arrived, Eiji had managed to infiltrate the immense Villa of the Grandeza estate. After hours of searching, the ninja had discovered something that chilled even him to the bone. This was something that was well over his head, and decided it would be prudent to seek out help, and warn others of what was coming.
Silently, but stealthily, Eiji ran to the balcony, and jumped to the roof. He would then run to the end and jump to the small cottage roof, and over the fortified fence. As he ran, Kisaragi failed to notice Vega also jump behind him onto the roof along with four women. Vega signaled for Cammy and Vice to go one way, Juni and Mature to go the opposite direction to head the intruder off. Once they started off, the Spaniard narrowed his eyes and ran with no less amount of stealth behind Eiji.
He had purchased some cloths with his creditcard, as soon as he hit the Spanish coast. Before he was attacked on his own training ground in Japan, the cold blooded, and remorseless killer named Eiji Kisaragi had not any time to gather any possessions.
He's been on the run for so long, he did not even know if his pursuers were still tracking him. But, he was an elite assassin of the Kisaragi Clan; he had but only one assignment he failed in. For sure, he would have succeeded in extinguishing the lives of the Kisaragi rival family, the hated Sakazaki family, if not had one of his partners from the King of Fighters 95 tournament turned on him, nearly ending his life prematurely.
With a hate that burned as harshly for Iori Yagami, the ruthless ninja vowed that he shall one day destroy him and his worthless family once and for all. He had for-went later KoF tournaments in order to heal, body and soul. Now his training has been interrupted for the sake of preserving his self.
Eiji narrowed his eyes as he slid the shades onto his face, he must remain focused on the task at hand. Kisaragi recognized one of his attackers, the self styled 'Spanish Ninja' named Vega. Eiji gambled on the notion that Vega would not consider looking for him in his own homeland, and that will buy Eiji some time to investigate what business the Spaniard had with him. Under a frigid and hushed breath, the ninja pledged no mercy to his newfound enemy......
_________________________
Bob Myers kicked wildly while dangled from the ceiling chandelier, desperately trying to ward away the madwoman that he was facing. Whip jumped back giggling in an almost insane fashion, as she used her whip to snag the Capoeirastylas from the ceiling, and slam him down the ground. Bob lay completely still, as Duck King jumped onto the courtyard-turned-battlefield, and cannonballed at the sadistic woman.
Whip laughed slightly, as she sidestepped the dancer's sloppy attack. As soon as Duck King landed, he felt a warm strand of leather wrap around his neck. With a strong tug, Whip pulled her opponent onto the ground and slowly dragged him to her.
Kicking and thrashing wildly did nothing to avail the dancer's predicament as he approached Whip. Once there he felt a boot heal ground into his forehead, hearing Whip's inane laughter. Once she finally got bored with this humiliation, she relinquished, and just when he thought he was finally free of her torment, he heard the sound of gunshots up close go off and felt several sharp stings run down from his forehead to his mid section.
Even through the extreme pain he was feeling, Duck King gave silent praise that though they were dummy bullets, they didn't go any lower.
"God, that woman is TOTALLY twisted," shrieked B. B. Hood as she watched the carnage with her teammates.
"No kidding," replied Ralf, "she asked me out on a date one night and I ended up running for my life. Till this day I will live in fear of red leather lingerie."
"I remember that night fondly," said Heidern through a chuckle, "It was priceless, watching you run in terror with nothing but a towel wrapped around you, as Whip chased you down the halls in that get up with her whip screaming, 'JUST FOUR MORE HOURS!!!' "
Ralf's face just went red and sour from the memory, as the young bounty hunter busted up laughing from the image, but then both were snapped back to reality, when they heard a loud cry erupt once again from Duck King.
The Dancer had launched into his Fatal Fury attack, spinning upside down like a hyperactive helicopter into the air. The sadistic woman smiled sharply as she parried his attack and started a super of her own. Raising her hand holding the whip into the air away from her to her side, Whip jerked down sharply letting the whip give out a satisfyingly loud 'snap', and Duck King give out an agonizing cry of pain.
But it didn't stop there, immediately another snap sounded as Whip snapped the whip back to the other side, and kept going back and fourth, back and fourth. The Dancer was long done after the first 3 snaps, but Whip wasn't satisfied.
Heidern yelled to Whip to cease, but she began laughing louder as she got faster and faster. Almost instantly, the pops as the whip constantly it broke the sound barrier came back to back like a scatto drum beat, snapsnapsnapsnapsnap.
Finally, after deciding he could not take any more of this brutality, Heidern came behind and grabbed Whip's wrist that was holding the whip, "That's QUITE enough," scolded the commander. With a sullied look on her beautiful face, Whip untensed.
"And, uh, th-the w-w-winner of this.... match, the Ikari Warriors" stuttered the commentator.
"That..... was totally brutal, even for her" remarked Ralf.
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Iori and Demitri returned to their hotel suite. This one was of the same taste, but different color scheme from their last one in Germany; a blue and black living set lit by very dim candles. Though it would be very difficult to see in this near darkness, Iori could see everything very well.
"Ahhhh, how enjoyable!" remarked Demitri, as he claimed a whole loveseat to himself, "Very rarely do I enjoy a battle such as that, brings me back to my younger days."
"Demitri, I... have something to ask," said Iori in almost a whisper.
"Hmm? Speak your mind! We are partners after all," said Demitri with a satisfied grin on his face.
"Well, during that last fight, I could have sworn...." Both men turned to the door an instant before they heard a knock.
Demitri's smile faded a bit and said, "I think your question could wait a bit, it appears that the messenger has arrived with our new fight schedule." Demitri signaled one of his female servants to answer the door. She peered though a small shutter at eye level meet the face of a handsome and tall blond man. The unnaturally etheral woman could sense immense power radiating from him that suggested a deadly threat.
"Hello dear, my name is... well, not important to you. I have come with a proposition for your master....."
_________________________
Two days after he arrived, Eiji had managed to infiltrate the immense Villa of the Grandeza estate. After hours of searching, the ninja had discovered something that chilled even him to the bone. This was something that was well over his head, and decided it would be prudent to seek out help, and warn others of what was coming.
Silently, but stealthily, Eiji ran to the balcony, and jumped to the roof. He would then run to the end and jump to the small cottage roof, and over the fortified fence. As he ran, Kisaragi failed to notice Vega also jump behind him onto the roof along with four women. Vega signaled for Cammy and Vice to go one way, Juni and Mature to go the opposite direction to head the intruder off. Once they started off, the Spaniard narrowed his eyes and ran with no less amount of stealth behind Eiji.