As predicted, the party began with a bang. Music blasted from speakers
mounted on tripods (the three guys had finally manages to set it up right)
with Dee Jay providing tunes from his set. A few of the girls had gone into
the water, enjoying its tropical warmth, while a few of the guys were
engaging in other less legal pursuits.
"Chug! Chug! Chug!" shouted the crowd as they watched Ken and Haohmaru go at it in a drinking contest. Both of the fighters were taking shots of vodka, washing it down like water as they tried to keep their heads up. As they pounded shot after shot, the crowd wagered money on who would win.
"I got ten dollars on Ken!" shouted Sakura as she waved a ten spot in the air. "He's gonna win for sure!"
Vice jostled her aside. "You're crazy! Haohmaru's definitely gonna put this one away! I've seen him throw down enough sake to drown a village! You'll see!"
Ken woozily looked across the table at Haohmaru, his eyes glazed from pounding so many Smirnoff shots. Reaching out with a shaky hand, he managed to somehow grab the small shotglass of clear alcohol and raised it to his lips. Unwilling to concede defeat, he tossed it back with a grimace and then smiled at Haohmaru in a smug expression of victory. Then in the next second, he toppled over into the sand, and threw up noisily, causing cheering and booing to come from the crowd.
Haohmaru shoved his chair back and stood up, cheering in victory as he raised his sword in the air. Then with a smug look, he drew his katana from its sheath and tossed back yet another shot of Smirnoff. Holding it in his mouth, he raised the blade to his lips and then noisily spit the alcohol all over the blade in the classic samurai action of blade cleansing. The crowd cheered as he did this, while a few of the Capcom High crew picked Ken up and quickly dunked his head into the vat of ice to wake him up.
Zangief winced and shook his head. "Not even when I lived in Russia, did I see a man drink so much vodka."
Off to the side, Dee Jay was busy spinning tracks and causing a riot of dancing. Smiling brightly, he slapped music on and off as quickly as possible, his DJ skills clearly in evidence. Looking on his request list, he started laughing as he looked at the next request. Lifting his mic to his mouth he chortled, "Ok! Our next song, by request of Capcom High's "Bad Boy" crew, is "Big Butts" by Sir-Mix-A-Lot! Let's hit the dance floor!"
"Yeah!!" cheered Vega as he pumped his fists into the air. "We rock!!"
As the high schoolers went on dancing, freaking, and doing what they do, a group of the guys had also gone to check out the cars parked in the lot. Honda, Squall, Tidus, Iori, and couple of the other guys had gone to check out the various vehicles in the lot. As Honda watched, Squall lifted the hood of his '99 Integra, showcasing what he carried under the hood.
"Nice man! Really nice!" murmured Honda as he looked at the glittering array of parts. "This a Cold Air intake?"
"Mmmmhmm," nodded Squall. "Really good piece of equipment that is. You got one?"
Honda grinned. "Yeah. I only had to sell my soul to get the money for it....took forever!"
"I know what you mean man," grinned Squall. "My parents didn't just toss cash at me....I had to work a ton to get this baby right here."
Honda's eyes lit up. "We should race sometime, your car versus mine. I think it'd be a pretty awesome contest."
Squall grinned. "You're on!"
Back on the beach, the party was in full swing. Ken was coherent now and busy trying to clear his headache by dunking his head in the bucket of ice, while Cammy and Sakura were busy splashing each other in the water, causing all of the guys to "casually" glance over at them. Meanwhile Dhalsim and Sion were preparing to face off in an epic battle of movies......breakdancing moves.
"You don't know who you're up against! I'm the best breaker in Squaresoft High!" sneered Sion as he glared over at Dhalsim. "You haven't got a prayer!"
"You might be a pretty good breaker," laughed Dhalsim. "But have you ever seen anyone do this?" he grinned, as he extended his left foot an extra nine feet in length. The crowd just gaped as Dhalsim smiled and then brought his foot back to normal range. "Your technique may be good, but my flexibility is going to send you crying to mommy!"
Sion snarled and threw his jacket off, causing his Dog Street chains to jingle with the movement. "Well then let's see what you got!"
As Dee Jay got busy working the turntables, Sion began his routine. Starting off with the typical toprock movement, he launched quickly into a series of reverse leg sweeps and then dropped into a low crouch, hands extended outwards. With a quick motion, he snapped his back and then launched into a backwards body swip, landing perfectly on his feet. Placing his hands under him, he began a slow 360 degree circle, balancing perfectly on his hands. Cheering broke out in the crowd as he began to speed up, going faster, and faster, and faster. Finally he flipped back up on his feet and insolently bowed to Dhalsim.
Now it was Dhalsim's turn. Flipping his visor backwards and adjusting his baggy clothing, he dropped first into a reverse leg sweep, then used his flexibility to wrap his legs around each other. As he gathered speed, he quickly untwisted his legs; the motion sending him into a full 360 degree midair spin. Dropping into a low crouch, he began toprocking while throwing in dance moves, then with a bend of his legs, he backflipped into a second reverse leg sweep. To conclude his moves, he flipped vertically onto his right hand and stood on it; his body in a perfect "L" shape. Dropping back into a crouch, he began levitating in midair.
"Excellent battle out on the dance floor!" shouted Dee Jay as he adjusted his headphones. "I think that was pretty close; who do you think won that battle!?"
"Dhalsim won that for sure!" shouted Maki as she shoved her way through the crowd. "How is that a contest!?"
"What a load of crap!" shouted Cloud. "Sion is the MAN at breaking! You got some bad eyes woman!"
"Woman!?" snarled Maki as she pulled her two tonfa clubs from behind her back. "Who you calling woman, you spiky haired excuse for a man!?"
"Hey! Get away from me!" screamed Cloud as Maki rushed over and began smacking him stupid with a combination of smart hits. Turning away from Dhalsim and Sion, the crowd now turned to watch the fight, cheering or booing depending on who was hit.
"Aw crap!" shouted Kyosuke as he kicked the grill off to the side. "The damn thing kicked out on me! Man I knew I should have bought a new one of these!!"
Back by the drinks, Ken wailed loudly, "Noooooo!! We'll all starve to death and die on this beach!! What have you done Kyosuke!?"
"Shut up Masters!" shouted Kyosuke. "I'm trying to fix the situation here."
"But I'm hunnngry!!" whined Ken. "I want some food!"
Kyo rolled his eyes at the sight of the shotokan fighter lying sprawled in a drunken daze. Stepping over to the barbeque, he nodded at Kyosuke, "Here let me give it a try." With a loud battle cry, his fist lit up with flame. Burning light danced around his fingers as the energy gathered; then with a loud shout, Kyo socked the coals, causing the barbeque to flare up in a bright display of flame.
"Yes! Look what I have created!" shouted Kyo as he raised his burning fist to the sky. "I am a master of fire! I am the provider, I am the light, I am a Kusanagi!!"
"Cheater!" shouted Ken from his prone position on the sand. "I could do that too!"
Kyo snorted in contempt. "You want to try, vomit-boy?" he asked with a laugh. "I don't think you're set to handle the situation!"
Ken hiccupped. "You know, if you weren't constantly flashing in my vision, I'd sock you good, pretty boy!" Then he fell backwards onto the sand and began snoring loudly.
"Such a loser," laughed Kyo.
Back on the dance floor, Cloud lay sprawled in an unconscious heap, while Aeris and Yuna iced his multiple cuts, bruises, and lacerations. Dee Jay kept spinning tunes, only occasionally stopping to take a drink of Smirnoff. Except now a new battle was brewing on the floor.
Squaresoft High had its share of gangsters all right and Vivi Orienter was the baddest gangster of them all. He dressed much like a new school rapper; his hood was pulled up covering his face, his pants were saggy and baggy, and you could see a pair of Nike Air Forces peeking out from under the hem of his super baggy pants. Around his neck he wore a gold chain with letters that spelled out "Vivi." He was as gangster as gangster could be.
Then there were the Capcom High "bad boys" who were also known as Vega, Sagat, and Bison. They dressed like thugs, wearing bandannas, baggy pants, tank tops, and "west side" caps. Standing off to one side of the dance floor, they'd barely been able to look at Vivi without feeling anger boil up inside of them.
"Look at that wanksta ova there," snickered Vega, running his hand over the many tattoos that covered his arm. "He thinks he's soooo gangsta, but he justa punk!"
"Word," snarled Sagat. "He think he so baaaaddaasssss just cause his woman is Tifa Lockhart. Whaddaya say we go jack him up, boss?"
The gang's leader, Bison, only shook his head. "Nah, I got a better idea," he said as he flipped his monogrammed hat to its "west side" position. "If you a real gangsta, you can rap! We'll challenge him to a freestyle battle and see how badass he really is."
Vivi smiled under his hood. These fools thought they could take HIM? He was Vivi Orienter, the biggest badass this side of Final Fantasy. If he couldn't out-rhyme a couple of wimps from CHS, then it was time to give the gangster life up.
"Yo buffalo boy!" he called out in a mocking tone as Bison turned to look at him. "Yeah! You! You wanna take on big bad Vivi in a rhyme battle?"
Bison snorted. "Maybe. What's it to you, short stuff?" he added with a mocking twist as the assorted crowd let out a simultaneous "oooooooo."
Vivi only smiled and held his hand up. "Aiite, aiiite. Fair enough. Buffalo boy thinks he's so cool, well then he can have the first go."
Meanwhile, Dee Jay got busy spinning some new freestyle tunes on his set. Gathering his strength, Bison launched into his attack.
"You call me buffalo boy and Imma knock you out. Sonny I'mma teach you what rap is all about. You think you can rhyme, then Imma put you to shame. There ain't no room for little midgets in a big boy's rap game. So go home for awhile and sit back and stew. About the day you lost tha battle to tha CHS crew!"
Wild cheers erupted through the crowd as Bison grinned at Vivi, raising his arms in a mocking gesture. Behind his hood, Vivi smiled and then raised his arms, quieting the crowd down. "Aiite, aiite. Good enough. But you're about to lose buffalo boy. Time to see what this little midget can do!"
Vivi began to spit his rhymes out.
"Your rhymes is pretty bad, but your timing is worse. You won't leave in a car, you leave in a hearse. You think that you've won, you've given me a licken. You put up a good fight but your rhymes needs fixin. You think midgets are losers and you gangsta too, but all the girls are with this midget and they ain't with you!"
"OOOOOOOO!" shouted the crowd as the last line rang out in the beach air. Even Dee Jay stopped spinning tracks to wince as Bison stood there openly stunned. His jaw dropped in amazement, and then suddenly he gathered strength and rushed at Vivi, decking him solidly on the jaw. Vivi fought back, socking away at Bison's face, as Sagat and Vega rushed out to hold the two back.
"You midget! I'll kill you!" shouted Bison as he tried to grab Vivi. "You're a dead man or a dead mage or whatever the hell you are!"
"Don't playa-hate! Participate!" snoted Vivi as he dodged Bison's blows. "I just speak truth man!"
Kyosuke sighed and turned away from the brutal brawl.
"What a party this is turning out to be."
"Chug! Chug! Chug!" shouted the crowd as they watched Ken and Haohmaru go at it in a drinking contest. Both of the fighters were taking shots of vodka, washing it down like water as they tried to keep their heads up. As they pounded shot after shot, the crowd wagered money on who would win.
"I got ten dollars on Ken!" shouted Sakura as she waved a ten spot in the air. "He's gonna win for sure!"
Vice jostled her aside. "You're crazy! Haohmaru's definitely gonna put this one away! I've seen him throw down enough sake to drown a village! You'll see!"
Ken woozily looked across the table at Haohmaru, his eyes glazed from pounding so many Smirnoff shots. Reaching out with a shaky hand, he managed to somehow grab the small shotglass of clear alcohol and raised it to his lips. Unwilling to concede defeat, he tossed it back with a grimace and then smiled at Haohmaru in a smug expression of victory. Then in the next second, he toppled over into the sand, and threw up noisily, causing cheering and booing to come from the crowd.
Haohmaru shoved his chair back and stood up, cheering in victory as he raised his sword in the air. Then with a smug look, he drew his katana from its sheath and tossed back yet another shot of Smirnoff. Holding it in his mouth, he raised the blade to his lips and then noisily spit the alcohol all over the blade in the classic samurai action of blade cleansing. The crowd cheered as he did this, while a few of the Capcom High crew picked Ken up and quickly dunked his head into the vat of ice to wake him up.
Zangief winced and shook his head. "Not even when I lived in Russia, did I see a man drink so much vodka."
Off to the side, Dee Jay was busy spinning tracks and causing a riot of dancing. Smiling brightly, he slapped music on and off as quickly as possible, his DJ skills clearly in evidence. Looking on his request list, he started laughing as he looked at the next request. Lifting his mic to his mouth he chortled, "Ok! Our next song, by request of Capcom High's "Bad Boy" crew, is "Big Butts" by Sir-Mix-A-Lot! Let's hit the dance floor!"
"Yeah!!" cheered Vega as he pumped his fists into the air. "We rock!!"
As the high schoolers went on dancing, freaking, and doing what they do, a group of the guys had also gone to check out the cars parked in the lot. Honda, Squall, Tidus, Iori, and couple of the other guys had gone to check out the various vehicles in the lot. As Honda watched, Squall lifted the hood of his '99 Integra, showcasing what he carried under the hood.
"Nice man! Really nice!" murmured Honda as he looked at the glittering array of parts. "This a Cold Air intake?"
"Mmmmhmm," nodded Squall. "Really good piece of equipment that is. You got one?"
Honda grinned. "Yeah. I only had to sell my soul to get the money for it....took forever!"
"I know what you mean man," grinned Squall. "My parents didn't just toss cash at me....I had to work a ton to get this baby right here."
Honda's eyes lit up. "We should race sometime, your car versus mine. I think it'd be a pretty awesome contest."
Squall grinned. "You're on!"
Back on the beach, the party was in full swing. Ken was coherent now and busy trying to clear his headache by dunking his head in the bucket of ice, while Cammy and Sakura were busy splashing each other in the water, causing all of the guys to "casually" glance over at them. Meanwhile Dhalsim and Sion were preparing to face off in an epic battle of movies......breakdancing moves.
"You don't know who you're up against! I'm the best breaker in Squaresoft High!" sneered Sion as he glared over at Dhalsim. "You haven't got a prayer!"
"You might be a pretty good breaker," laughed Dhalsim. "But have you ever seen anyone do this?" he grinned, as he extended his left foot an extra nine feet in length. The crowd just gaped as Dhalsim smiled and then brought his foot back to normal range. "Your technique may be good, but my flexibility is going to send you crying to mommy!"
Sion snarled and threw his jacket off, causing his Dog Street chains to jingle with the movement. "Well then let's see what you got!"
As Dee Jay got busy working the turntables, Sion began his routine. Starting off with the typical toprock movement, he launched quickly into a series of reverse leg sweeps and then dropped into a low crouch, hands extended outwards. With a quick motion, he snapped his back and then launched into a backwards body swip, landing perfectly on his feet. Placing his hands under him, he began a slow 360 degree circle, balancing perfectly on his hands. Cheering broke out in the crowd as he began to speed up, going faster, and faster, and faster. Finally he flipped back up on his feet and insolently bowed to Dhalsim.
Now it was Dhalsim's turn. Flipping his visor backwards and adjusting his baggy clothing, he dropped first into a reverse leg sweep, then used his flexibility to wrap his legs around each other. As he gathered speed, he quickly untwisted his legs; the motion sending him into a full 360 degree midair spin. Dropping into a low crouch, he began toprocking while throwing in dance moves, then with a bend of his legs, he backflipped into a second reverse leg sweep. To conclude his moves, he flipped vertically onto his right hand and stood on it; his body in a perfect "L" shape. Dropping back into a crouch, he began levitating in midair.
"Excellent battle out on the dance floor!" shouted Dee Jay as he adjusted his headphones. "I think that was pretty close; who do you think won that battle!?"
"Dhalsim won that for sure!" shouted Maki as she shoved her way through the crowd. "How is that a contest!?"
"What a load of crap!" shouted Cloud. "Sion is the MAN at breaking! You got some bad eyes woman!"
"Woman!?" snarled Maki as she pulled her two tonfa clubs from behind her back. "Who you calling woman, you spiky haired excuse for a man!?"
"Hey! Get away from me!" screamed Cloud as Maki rushed over and began smacking him stupid with a combination of smart hits. Turning away from Dhalsim and Sion, the crowd now turned to watch the fight, cheering or booing depending on who was hit.
"Aw crap!" shouted Kyosuke as he kicked the grill off to the side. "The damn thing kicked out on me! Man I knew I should have bought a new one of these!!"
Back by the drinks, Ken wailed loudly, "Noooooo!! We'll all starve to death and die on this beach!! What have you done Kyosuke!?"
"Shut up Masters!" shouted Kyosuke. "I'm trying to fix the situation here."
"But I'm hunnngry!!" whined Ken. "I want some food!"
Kyo rolled his eyes at the sight of the shotokan fighter lying sprawled in a drunken daze. Stepping over to the barbeque, he nodded at Kyosuke, "Here let me give it a try." With a loud battle cry, his fist lit up with flame. Burning light danced around his fingers as the energy gathered; then with a loud shout, Kyo socked the coals, causing the barbeque to flare up in a bright display of flame.
"Yes! Look what I have created!" shouted Kyo as he raised his burning fist to the sky. "I am a master of fire! I am the provider, I am the light, I am a Kusanagi!!"
"Cheater!" shouted Ken from his prone position on the sand. "I could do that too!"
Kyo snorted in contempt. "You want to try, vomit-boy?" he asked with a laugh. "I don't think you're set to handle the situation!"
Ken hiccupped. "You know, if you weren't constantly flashing in my vision, I'd sock you good, pretty boy!" Then he fell backwards onto the sand and began snoring loudly.
"Such a loser," laughed Kyo.
Back on the dance floor, Cloud lay sprawled in an unconscious heap, while Aeris and Yuna iced his multiple cuts, bruises, and lacerations. Dee Jay kept spinning tunes, only occasionally stopping to take a drink of Smirnoff. Except now a new battle was brewing on the floor.
Squaresoft High had its share of gangsters all right and Vivi Orienter was the baddest gangster of them all. He dressed much like a new school rapper; his hood was pulled up covering his face, his pants were saggy and baggy, and you could see a pair of Nike Air Forces peeking out from under the hem of his super baggy pants. Around his neck he wore a gold chain with letters that spelled out "Vivi." He was as gangster as gangster could be.
Then there were the Capcom High "bad boys" who were also known as Vega, Sagat, and Bison. They dressed like thugs, wearing bandannas, baggy pants, tank tops, and "west side" caps. Standing off to one side of the dance floor, they'd barely been able to look at Vivi without feeling anger boil up inside of them.
"Look at that wanksta ova there," snickered Vega, running his hand over the many tattoos that covered his arm. "He thinks he's soooo gangsta, but he justa punk!"
"Word," snarled Sagat. "He think he so baaaaddaasssss just cause his woman is Tifa Lockhart. Whaddaya say we go jack him up, boss?"
The gang's leader, Bison, only shook his head. "Nah, I got a better idea," he said as he flipped his monogrammed hat to its "west side" position. "If you a real gangsta, you can rap! We'll challenge him to a freestyle battle and see how badass he really is."
Vivi smiled under his hood. These fools thought they could take HIM? He was Vivi Orienter, the biggest badass this side of Final Fantasy. If he couldn't out-rhyme a couple of wimps from CHS, then it was time to give the gangster life up.
"Yo buffalo boy!" he called out in a mocking tone as Bison turned to look at him. "Yeah! You! You wanna take on big bad Vivi in a rhyme battle?"
Bison snorted. "Maybe. What's it to you, short stuff?" he added with a mocking twist as the assorted crowd let out a simultaneous "oooooooo."
Vivi only smiled and held his hand up. "Aiite, aiiite. Fair enough. Buffalo boy thinks he's so cool, well then he can have the first go."
Meanwhile, Dee Jay got busy spinning some new freestyle tunes on his set. Gathering his strength, Bison launched into his attack.
"You call me buffalo boy and Imma knock you out. Sonny I'mma teach you what rap is all about. You think you can rhyme, then Imma put you to shame. There ain't no room for little midgets in a big boy's rap game. So go home for awhile and sit back and stew. About the day you lost tha battle to tha CHS crew!"
Wild cheers erupted through the crowd as Bison grinned at Vivi, raising his arms in a mocking gesture. Behind his hood, Vivi smiled and then raised his arms, quieting the crowd down. "Aiite, aiite. Good enough. But you're about to lose buffalo boy. Time to see what this little midget can do!"
Vivi began to spit his rhymes out.
"Your rhymes is pretty bad, but your timing is worse. You won't leave in a car, you leave in a hearse. You think that you've won, you've given me a licken. You put up a good fight but your rhymes needs fixin. You think midgets are losers and you gangsta too, but all the girls are with this midget and they ain't with you!"
"OOOOOOOO!" shouted the crowd as the last line rang out in the beach air. Even Dee Jay stopped spinning tracks to wince as Bison stood there openly stunned. His jaw dropped in amazement, and then suddenly he gathered strength and rushed at Vivi, decking him solidly on the jaw. Vivi fought back, socking away at Bison's face, as Sagat and Vega rushed out to hold the two back.
"You midget! I'll kill you!" shouted Bison as he tried to grab Vivi. "You're a dead man or a dead mage or whatever the hell you are!"
"Don't playa-hate! Participate!" snoted Vivi as he dodged Bison's blows. "I just speak truth man!"
Kyosuke sighed and turned away from the brutal brawl.
"What a party this is turning out to be."