[PolarStarQuote]

And there he was, Little Mac, Sitting in the corner of a Boxing ring that was set up at Request of Mac's fan base. Seems that Mac's fame as the WVBC Champion had gotten somewhere on Li, as Mac's fans demanded, and at there own move, Set up an entire Traditional Boxing Ring inside of the Skyworld Arena, as Mac was set on the far right corner, waiting aside, as a TV Screen flared to life, Showing Little Mac's Image.

"OPEN CHALLENGER! LITTLE MAC!"

"...Well, Here goes nothin'." Mac said with a weight in his voice, as he felt something...Missing. He was wearing his traditional boxing suit under his Pink Hoodie., Boxing gloves on his hands, Hair slicked with his favorite brand of hair gel, He had a good breakfast. Yet he was still missing a certain...Something. Something very important he had at every single fight. Well, that certain 'thing' would arrive, With a slight ajar in his voice.

"...Well, Stuff me with Nougat and call me a candy bar, It really is you..."

Mac gasped, turning around in his stool to see him...



...Doc Louis, in the flesh, with a slight wet gleam in his eyes as he smiled brightly. He wore his trademark red jumpsuit, Choco bar in hand and a bike at the far end of the Skyworld stadium. Not exactly Mac's place to ask how Doc louis biked his way into the sky, But-- Regardless, The Large coach smiled.

"Welcome back home, Son." 

With that, Mac threw himself over the ropes of the Boxing ring, running up to Doc and giving him a great big bear hug! "Doc! Oh my god, I-i was so worried i wasnt ever gonna see you again, I cant believe it!!" Mac said, as Doc chuckled, almost falling over as the 107 pound of muscle in bullet form tackled him in a hug, as Doc stood up. "Haw haw haw! Ah, come on now son, Aint like i died or nothin'!" Doc would say, Patting Mac's back, as the two shared there moment.

"So, You already back in the game...Gonna go for the belt again son?"

"You know it!"

"Well, The Champ is a looong ways away Son...But we gotta start somewhere! Now get in there, Champ!"


With that, Mac suddenly jumped over the ropes, grabbing his Pink jumpsuit, and chucking it into the Wind, as it was caught in the hands of Doc Louis, who chuckled to see Mac, Green shorts, Black Tank top, green gloves showing off his incredible form.



"You got it, Doc!"


(Mac's "Like Doc Always Says" Ability will not be represented by memories, but by the Real actual Doc Louis standing at the side of the ring! But Mac's move remains the same.)

[Mari]

Stepping out onto the battlefield to serve as Little Mac's first opponent in this strange new world was... a little girl. Shorter than Little Mac, even! But then, she was also a girl so maybe that was expected. "...Hi~! It's always nice to meet a new face in the arena." Arle politely greeted, smiling brightly at Little Mac. "--Y'know, before I came here a guy stopped me and told me I can't fight you because The World Video Boxing Association is a men's boxing league. ...Which was weird, because I don't know how he got into my house. ...Or what he was talking about. But that's okay. On Li you have to roll with the punches sometimes~" Arle light-heartedly explained as she did some last minute check ups on her outfit, preparing herself for battle. ...She frankly probably didn't match the profile of a boxer from Little Mac's world. Her legs looked like they had some pretty decent muscle on them, but her arms just didn't reflect any sort of enhanced upper body strength consistent with a physical fighter. ...Was she going to kick him in that skirt?? 

"Hope it's not a problem anyway. I don't think we even have a boxing association here! Well--not a professional one, anyway." Arle added, slipping into a fighting stance and beginning to bounce around in a slightly energetic manner.

Arle 210/210 HP 70/70 Shield

[PolarStarQuote]

"U-uhh...N-nice to meet you!" Mac would raise a voice at Arle's presence in the ring, Making him gulp in a bit of surprise at the sight of a...Well, a girl in his ring! Mac had never fought a girl much, outside of occasionally yelling at his mom to stop turning the AC off in August, But, There it was, a girl in a cute little skirt and all, making Mac look at Doc for some advice, as Doc would just smile, nodding to Mac.

"That's Arle Nadja, Son. She's a Leader of the whole Life Sphere, and a Bona-fee-deh Hero around these parts." Doc would say, Making Mac look between the two with even more surprise. "A-aint that like punching the president, Doc? Im just...Not sue how comfortable i feel punching a girl." He would say admittedly, as Louis would sigh, patting Mac's shoulder.

"Son, You cant be looking over girls like that now. Girls around here can pack more of a whallop than Bald Bull. She's just another fighter Mac!" Doc would say, as Little Mac looked at Arle, building up his resolve, before gripping the string of his boxing gloves with his teeth, tightening them up with his teeth before walking to Arle, Smiling.

"Sorry, The WVBA was a Guys only league, So, I-its a bit surprising. Not to mean any offence to the Leader, i mean! I-im sure your really strong and im just kinda nervous cause your a girl and the leader and-- K-know what, Maybe i should just say....Lets have a good fight." Mac said, proposing a closed fist for Arle to Fist-bump, as a traditional boxing sign of respect.

But, Wether or not Arle actually took the fist bump, Doc Louis, a few moments later would speak out by saying "Ding Ding!", As the Audience roared to life, Mac stepping back and swaying side to side, Hands up to block his face, slowly coming closer to arle...Before lunging forward with a Three-Punch combo, Making sure to move fast and extending his hand out for far reach to land some Body Blows on Arle's chest and stomach!

YNDM6IP0p_1d20+5=13 (Out-boxing, 8% Combo!)

p_1d20+5=6 (Out-Boxing, 8% Combo)

p_1d20+5=24 (Out-Boxing, 8% Combo)

Following that Mac would then proceed to try for a Face Jab, Switching stance quickly into Orthodox Boxing!

p_1d20+5=10 (Orthodox Boxing, 15% Damage)

And lastly, Mac would rel back, Taking a breath and Letting loose a Haymaker punch for Arle's Chest once again!

p_1d20+5=25 (Critical Slugger, 30% Damage, 3% Recoil to Mac!)

---

Little Mac:

HP:167/170

Shield:60/60

Status: Fine!1d20·1d20·1d20·1d20·1d20

[Mari]

Arle chuckled, flashing a toothy smile at Little Mac. She had a rather pretty smile, radiant and warm. But perhaps that wasn't too surprising, considering she was strikingly pretty herself. "It's okay~ I'm just trying to learn and better myself the same as anyone else, y'know?" Arle replied, lightly fist-bumping Little Mac in response. "Our world's are pretty different, but I can tell your heart's in the right place. Maybe if more people were a little less comfortable hurting girls the world would be a better place!" Arle replied, raising her fist to Little Mac in an enthusiastically supportive manner. "Tell you what. If you're still feeling uneasy about it after our match, we can make up over drinks afterward~!" Arle offered. And just like that, Little Mac scored a date and probably gave Satan an aneurysm the process.

And then, it was time for the match to start.

dTeASahyp_1d20-1p_1d20-1p_1d20-1 (Arle's Out-Boxing Dodges; 3 Failures)

p_1d20-1 (Arle's Orthodox Boxing; Success!)

Arle squirmed and staggered as her belly and chest were attacked, trying and failing to guard them but failing to move fast enough. She did, however, lean to the side and manage to dodge the punch aimed at her face.

p_1d20-1 (Arle's Slugger Dodge; Failure)

She smiled knowingly up at Little Mac, but before she could actually retaliate another fist came in and caught her in the chest. A yelp of surprise was forced out of Arle and she staggered backward in a clumsy manner, doubling over and clutching at her own chest. Dang it!! The one time she decides to head into the arena without her armor on and someone punches her really hard in the boob. That lowkey pissed her off, but she resisted the urge to comment on it. Righting herself and quickly catching the breath that had just been knocked out of her, Arle shifted to strike a power pose! "KIAAAI!!" she shouted, a pressure wave rippling out across the arena like a blast of wind as she summoned all her power for a... well--a painful first impression. 

p_6d5+30 (Arle's Kiai-acute [Power Strike])

A visible aura of ki began to surround Arle's body, potent enough that as it surged around her it caused her hair and clothes to flutter wildly in the faux wind. Arle then shifted into a fighting pose, imitating a pair of talons with both hands by curling her pointer fingers, middle fingers and thumbs like claws. "...Twin. Dragon. Fist!!" Arle shouted, ducking down slightly and lunging into Little Mac to throw a devastating haymaker at his chest in return!!

p_1d20+3 (Arle's Twin Dragon Fist; Does 30% Damage)

...However, moments after Arle threw her punch a second strike would come out of seemingly nowhere, a spectral fist belonging to a much stronger woman striking nearly in tandem with Arle to really send Little Mac flying!

19 + 5 = 24 (Arle's Twin Dragon Fist; Does 79% Damage)

Afterward, the energy surrounding Arle seemed to be spent. She gingerly shook the hand she'd just punched with, wincing slightly at the effort exerted.

p_1d20+5 (Arle's Appeal)

Arle 161/210 HP 70/70 Shield Kiai-cute CD: 1 Turn Twin Dragon Fist CD: 5 Turns

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[PolarStarQuote]

"D-d-drinks?? B-but i dont drink, M-my mom would--" Mac asked with a raised brow and a clearly surprised face at Arle's offer, now that the roar of the crowd had died down a little, As Doc would yell over the ropes, saying "Focus mac!", Making the Bronx Slugger nod, getting back into fighting position as he watched Arle's next moves carefully...Well, she sure seemed to fit in  with the WVBA with the powering up thing, as Mac was keeping himself steady, jumping off of his feet every now and again as if getting ready to dodge, as Arle came in hard for a first attack! She even called it out with a name! Mac only ever really said the signature name of his moves in his head, But man he always wanted to scream Star punch as h--

...Wow that was alot of fire power behind it! Mac's expression changed to one of surprise as he raised his gloves up to try and cover his face! Yet, to Mac's surprise, a Bright green orb surrounded him, creating a shield as Arle's first hit left a huge indentation of bright white cracks along the  entire thing, As Mac went wide eyed in surprise, a Second hit came through, Arle's fist blasting through the shield and forcing Mac's hands to fly back, giving Arle a clean shot right back in Mac's face, The hit sending the Green Boxer flying against the ropes, making them stretch a decent bit in attempt to contain mac, before slowly pulling him back into the ring, revealing Mac now with a Black eye on his left eye.

"W...Wow..." Mac would sputter out as he  pulled himself back up with the assistance of the rope, Wiping the spit he unfortunately let go for a moment as he seemed to have trouble even seeing Arle Nadja! "A-am i...Okay??" Mac asked in a Daze, only to be snapped back with "Wise up, Mac, You aint done yet!", The Words of Doc Louis making Mac shake his head, Before growing a determined face, pulling himself up fully and approaching once more with a few short hops!


"Well, You sure hit harder than most of the guys at the WVBA...I dont think i ever felt something like that" Mac said as he began to circle around Arle...Though he was in quite a bit of pain, Mac wore a pretty big smile. "...But that means i got a new goal to reach. Even if i lose...I got something to look forward to!" Mac said, Before Sliding in close to deliver a slugger punch for Arle's Side!


3jXaPBDOp_1d20+5=21 (Slugger! 20%, 3% Recoil!)


"Hey Mac!" Doc Louis would say, As Mac hopped back a bit to listen up for Doc.

"You're doing good son, Not alotta people would last this long against 'er!"

With the Morale raise provided by Doc, Mac gave a hearty smile and seemed....Extra Invigorated!


p_1d10+1=8 (Mac is healed for 8% HP!)


And with that, Mac would rush in to Deliver yet another huge slugging hit for Arle, Aiming for the opposite side of her body, Before stepping back.


p_1d20+5=18 (Slugger, 20%, 3% Recoil)



"Hey Mac! Remember to Appeal, Son!" Doc would say, Making Mac raise a brow. "A...Peel? What do oranges gotta do with this, Doc?" Mac would ask, as Doc sighed. "Appeal is, You know, Give a little somethin' for the Crowd. Let 'em know you got the confidence for this!"

Mac would seem pretty confused, before slowly raising a hand to the air.

p_1d20+1=6 (Appeal.)

...Someone in the audience coughed atleast.

"...Good first try son, You'll nail it next time."

---

Little Mac:



HP:110/170



Shield: 0/60



Status: Fine!

Cooldowns:

Like Doc Always Says, 3 turns.

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[Arle Nadja]

Arle beamed and giggled slightly at Mac's praise. She hit harder than the guys? Oh man, she hoped Rulue was watching. She bet she'd be proud. She then quirked a brow, smirking slightly at Little Mac. “I meant like water or tea or something. Humans 'drink' things where you come from, riiight?” she playfully replied, amused by his reaction yet genuinely unsure if she was touching upon some kind of different breed of human here. She was manavorous herself, so she was no stranger to dietary needs varying by world origin.

FChCCGwQp_1d20-1 (Slugger Dodge; Failure)
p_1d20-1 (Slugger Dodge; Failure)

Arle sorta leaned away from each blow in an effort to get out of the way, failing each time and sorta squeaking a bit as small bursts of breathe were knocked out of her. “That's right!  There's always the chance to improve!” she replied, readying her fists and visibly tensing as she pulled back slightly, as if preparing to throw a stronger punch. However, she quickly dropped her fists and instead threw herself at Little Mac, twisting sideways into the air, lifting and then thrusting her legs out to deliver a very showy drop kick right into Little Mac's chest! The loud crack of lightning could be heard as she did this, a surge of lightning magic rushing down her legs and threatening to give him a jolt in combination with her kick!

p_1d20+3 (Arle's Thunder Surge Kick; Does 26% Damage, stuns if it hits, and has a 50% chance of paralyzing. 3% recoil)

The lightning jolt might just cause his muscles to seize up, sorta forcefully incapacitating him just briefly enough to prevent him from reacting to her followup attack! As Arle attempted to throw him back into the ropes, she landed on her stomach and promptly got back up, only to find that because of her wild drop kick she was now facing away from Little Mac! This time, she'd be waiting to catch him as the ropes pulled yanked him back. With a little hop and then a greater bounce, Arle leapt into the air and pulled her legs out from underneath her, throwing herself backward butt-first into Little Mac's chest, attempting to effectively clothesline him with her posterior, forcefully knocking him onto his back beneath her!

p_1d20+1 (Arle's Diva Power Move; Does 28% Damage!)

She then, seeing the ripe opportunity, promptly hopped again and lifted her legs out from underneath her, moving to drop backside-first onto Little Mac's chest! She was no heavyweight, but that was still sure to knock the air out of him if it worked.

p_1d20+3 (Arle's Butt Slam; Does 30% Damage aaaand stuns~!)

She then promptly moved to get up, only to immediately move to try again, in an effort to keep him down, accidentally aiming for his head this time in her rush to attack!

p_1d20-2 (Arle's Brain Busting Booty Slam; Does 30% Damage!)

...Assuming Arle actually hit all of those and that wicked combo didn't get interrupted midway through, she was just going to sit there for a moment and snicker at her own antics.

Arle 118/210 HP 70/70 Shield Twin Dragon Fist CD: 4 Turns Thunder Surge Kick CD: 2 Turns Butt Slam CD: 1 Turns Hip Bash CD: 1 Turn

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[Deleted]

"Oh! Right, right, Water sounds good!" Mac would quickly blunder out, as he maintained his pose, hopping from foot to foot, Before his Rushing set of attacks were soon met with a surprising sight-- She suddenly jumped to kick him! Mac would blurt out a "Wha-huh?!" In Surprise of this suddenly becoming kick boxing, as he tried his best to duck under the flying kick...


RASvySErp_1d20+2=8 (No such luck!)

p_1d100 (Paralysis Resisted though!)

But, Instead he wound up slamming his own head into Arle's foot, as he was sent skidding back from the attack, hitting the ropes and stumbling forward, To look up and see...Butt?!


p_1d20+2=4

And Suddenly, Mac was Smacked with the full force of rump, sending him bouncing off of the ropes, as some of Mac's teeth flew off into the stands as well, as Doc would every so gingerly put his hands over his eyes. "Its over when they throw the butt..." Doc would say somberly, as He could only watch, as Mac...

p_1d20+2=16 (Hit! Due to the Stun, and the Dual 30% Damage, Mac has taken 114% Damage, whiiich...)


It was with Both of the Massive impacts of Arle's Rump that Sent Mac flying off of the ropes, and right back into the Rear End, As Mac was smacked with all the force of a Car crashing into him Which sent him right back into the Ropes, to which his arms were forced to wrap around the ropes, as Mac let out a grunt of attempting to stand up...Only for his legs to give in, as he gave an exaughsted "H-hhaaah...." Of Yielding...

"Ding ding, Ding Ding! He's out!"

Doc would suddenly jump into the Ring, as he held up Mac's cheek, smacking him lightly. "Son, You there Son? C'mon mac, speak to me!"

"B-uh...Bannanadana's aint the only unicorn in this ranch, Mistro..." Was all Mac would sputter out, until he simply slumped forward and fell to the ground, as Doc let out a sigh, shaking his head.


"....Then that's K.O! The Winner...Is Arle Nadja!" Doc Louis would say, As the Crowd that was watching let out a great set of cheer's for Arle, as Doc quickly dug into his Tracksuit and produced a Fairy in the bottle, Popping it open to Mac to heal the boy up!

(Mac is Defeated, and as such, Arle wins!)

Mac Stirred up a little after a few minuites, His Eye Blackened, bandadged on his cheek and missing a front tooth, as he would look up to Arle...

"That was...Outta this world! I had no idea a girl could do all a' that!" Mac would say excitedly, Trying to stand up-- Only to get the Stomach pains...Ow, His ribs.

"Hehe...It's alright son, You took on a Champ and got what ya' expected!" Doc would say, Chuckling to himself, as he patted Mac's back.

"O-ow..."

"Whoops! Sorry Mac!"

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[Arle Nadja]

Arle chuckled a bit at Little Mac's remark. “...Not too bad for a girl, huh?” Arle replied, seeming to get the gist of where Little Mac was coming from. “There are other girls who can do amazing things out there, just like me! You just have to find them. ...Welcome to Li.” Arle added, offering Little Mac a pair of hands to help him up. “...Now let's get you healed up. We can stop for some water on the way back if you want.” she offered rather casually.

(End Presnece)