Terry's adventures in Northtown. Part 1.
It should have been a normal morning for Terry Bogard, hero of Southtown, and world class fighter. He'd gone out drinking with his friends the night before, and gotten really drunk. As a result, he woke up now in a street corner.
Terry- Aw man, that's the last time I drink. At least until tonight. At least I'm near the staion.
He walks up to what should be Southtown's main train station. But instead, the sign reads "Northtown Central". Another sign for visitors reads "Welcome to Northtown, not a bad place to live."
Terry- Northtown? What the hell's going on. We're in Southtown for fuck's sake.
Confused, Terry simply stands and stares at the signs. At the same time, a scruffy looking hippy walks out of the station. There is something very familiar about the guy, his long red hair went up to a quiff at the front. He wore a black coat and red flares, carrying an acoustic guitar and a "Give peace a chance" sign. Terry takes a close look at the face, and is shocked to see... Iori Yagami.
Terry- Iori! What the hell's up with you. What's all this shit with the sign and long hair! And why's the city name been changed?
Iori (confused)- Hey man, lay off with the negative vibes. This has always been Northtown, and I'm here to protest against the violent KOF fighting contest.
Terry- But you participate every year! You do really well, want to murder Kyo in cold blood, and did kill Vice and Mature.
Iori- Kill, I'd never harm a fly. Man, I don't even eat meat or fish. And those women are still alive. Anyways, I'm here to stick it to the man, and deliver some "Riot of the love" to the pigs.
Terry -Listen to yourself! You play in a death metal band...
Iori- Death metal. No way dude. Jefferson Airplane for ever. That's more Athena's scene. She's one of them moody goths. Still, wouldn't mind giving her some free love.
Terry- Athena a goth! What's with this place. What's happened to my Southtown!
Iori- Southtown, never heard of it. Whatever you've been smoking, can I have some?
Terry- Fuck this, I'm off.
Terry walks away quickly. He then tries to find something familiar, and is pleased to see a sign for "La Illusion" King's bar. Only the sign is bright pink, and the window inside does not show a bar.
Terry- A hairdressers! You've gotta be fucking kidding me. Since when does King run a hairdressers!
Before he can do anything, King drags him inside. The whole place is pink and fluffy, with Britney Spears music playing. King herself is wearing a pink crop top with those thousers which only go past the knee. Her short blonde hair has pink highlights. She is bubbly and over excited.
King- Another customer, Yayy! OK, what do you want. You're hair now's kinda boring. Let's try cornrows, or a perm, or...
Terry- You're not touching my hair! What's happened to you! Where's your boyish, but still really sexy tuxedo?
King- A tux! I'm a proper girly girl, not some tomboy. Any woman wearing a tux should be taken out and shot, isn't that right Vanessa?
Vanessa, the assatant hairstylist steps out. She looks as girly as King, wearing a long skirt, and T shirt with "All this and brains too" written on it.
Vanessa- Yeah. Shit, I'd never be seen in a suit and tie.
Terry- But that's what you normally wear... (the women shove him into a seat). HELP! I don't want a shitty new hairdo!
King- Yes you do. You just won't admit it yet. Now, get the TV on, Hooray, Sex and the City. I love this show!
Fortunately for Terry, the girls begin to chat endlessly about the awful pile of shit on TV. This is all he needs to sneak out unnoticed. He runs off, not stopping until he's sure they won't get him. He is now standing by a construction site, and sees one of the builders sitting around idly. Although he has his hair down, and wears tattered jeans with a builers arsecrack, and his big hair is down, Terry can tell that this is Benimaru Nikaido. Beni is drinking tea, eating biscuits and reading a newspaper, he has not done any real work for three weeks.
Terry- Beni, what are YOU doing!
Benimaru- On me teabreak, piss off.
Terry- Not that. How did you get a job as a builder.
Benimaru- I can't help being a prettyboy, but I've been at this job for years. This same site too.
We see a sign saying "Project due for completion- 1996" it is now 2003. That's builders for you.
Benimaru- Do us a favour, and go get us a cup of tea. twelve sugars in mine. (see's a gothy looking Athena walk by) HEY DARLIN'! SHOW US YOUR TITS, LOVE! HAHAHA...
Terry- Uh, yeah, sure. Walks off, leaving Beni to shout out more lewd comments at any women who walk on past.
End of part one. Will Terry ever get home to reality? Who else will he meet, and how screwed up will they be? Find out sometime soon, when my therapy session ends.
It should have been a normal morning for Terry Bogard, hero of Southtown, and world class fighter. He'd gone out drinking with his friends the night before, and gotten really drunk. As a result, he woke up now in a street corner.
Terry- Aw man, that's the last time I drink. At least until tonight. At least I'm near the staion.
He walks up to what should be Southtown's main train station. But instead, the sign reads "Northtown Central". Another sign for visitors reads "Welcome to Northtown, not a bad place to live."
Terry- Northtown? What the hell's going on. We're in Southtown for fuck's sake.
Confused, Terry simply stands and stares at the signs. At the same time, a scruffy looking hippy walks out of the station. There is something very familiar about the guy, his long red hair went up to a quiff at the front. He wore a black coat and red flares, carrying an acoustic guitar and a "Give peace a chance" sign. Terry takes a close look at the face, and is shocked to see... Iori Yagami.
Terry- Iori! What the hell's up with you. What's all this shit with the sign and long hair! And why's the city name been changed?
Iori (confused)- Hey man, lay off with the negative vibes. This has always been Northtown, and I'm here to protest against the violent KOF fighting contest.
Terry- But you participate every year! You do really well, want to murder Kyo in cold blood, and did kill Vice and Mature.
Iori- Kill, I'd never harm a fly. Man, I don't even eat meat or fish. And those women are still alive. Anyways, I'm here to stick it to the man, and deliver some "Riot of the love" to the pigs.
Terry -Listen to yourself! You play in a death metal band...
Iori- Death metal. No way dude. Jefferson Airplane for ever. That's more Athena's scene. She's one of them moody goths. Still, wouldn't mind giving her some free love.
Terry- Athena a goth! What's with this place. What's happened to my Southtown!
Iori- Southtown, never heard of it. Whatever you've been smoking, can I have some?
Terry- Fuck this, I'm off.
Terry walks away quickly. He then tries to find something familiar, and is pleased to see a sign for "La Illusion" King's bar. Only the sign is bright pink, and the window inside does not show a bar.
Terry- A hairdressers! You've gotta be fucking kidding me. Since when does King run a hairdressers!
Before he can do anything, King drags him inside. The whole place is pink and fluffy, with Britney Spears music playing. King herself is wearing a pink crop top with those thousers which only go past the knee. Her short blonde hair has pink highlights. She is bubbly and over excited.
King- Another customer, Yayy! OK, what do you want. You're hair now's kinda boring. Let's try cornrows, or a perm, or...
Terry- You're not touching my hair! What's happened to you! Where's your boyish, but still really sexy tuxedo?
King- A tux! I'm a proper girly girl, not some tomboy. Any woman wearing a tux should be taken out and shot, isn't that right Vanessa?
Vanessa, the assatant hairstylist steps out. She looks as girly as King, wearing a long skirt, and T shirt with "All this and brains too" written on it.
Vanessa- Yeah. Shit, I'd never be seen in a suit and tie.
Terry- But that's what you normally wear... (the women shove him into a seat). HELP! I don't want a shitty new hairdo!
King- Yes you do. You just won't admit it yet. Now, get the TV on, Hooray, Sex and the City. I love this show!
Fortunately for Terry, the girls begin to chat endlessly about the awful pile of shit on TV. This is all he needs to sneak out unnoticed. He runs off, not stopping until he's sure they won't get him. He is now standing by a construction site, and sees one of the builders sitting around idly. Although he has his hair down, and wears tattered jeans with a builers arsecrack, and his big hair is down, Terry can tell that this is Benimaru Nikaido. Beni is drinking tea, eating biscuits and reading a newspaper, he has not done any real work for three weeks.
Terry- Beni, what are YOU doing!
Benimaru- On me teabreak, piss off.
Terry- Not that. How did you get a job as a builder.
Benimaru- I can't help being a prettyboy, but I've been at this job for years. This same site too.
We see a sign saying "Project due for completion- 1996" it is now 2003. That's builders for you.
Benimaru- Do us a favour, and go get us a cup of tea. twelve sugars in mine. (see's a gothy looking Athena walk by) HEY DARLIN'! SHOW US YOUR TITS, LOVE! HAHAHA...
Terry- Uh, yeah, sure. Walks off, leaving Beni to shout out more lewd comments at any women who walk on past.
End of part one. Will Terry ever get home to reality? Who else will he meet, and how screwed up will they be? Find out sometime soon, when my therapy session ends.