Overview:
We, Hlérsyngva, the Sea Singers, are an endangered people ever since our ancestral home was destroyed. Because of that we don't venture into the surface world very often. Most of my people spend their days in the depths without ever coming out. I am unique in that aspect. I am willing to travel to human lands, to discover the sights and the alien culture. This technique was born out of my most recent outing. Its ingredients are not to be shared with human ears. To properly use them, you have to be one such as myself, as it uses all the strengths of our physique over the human physique.
Sushiblade Usage:
Attack
Defense
Speed
Stamina
Weight
Usability
As it can clearly be seen in the chart, this is a pretty aggressive technique. It has been used very few times in competitive play, and always to a devastating effect.
It's also important to point out that this chart will change according to whichever sea singer is sushiblading. Not all of us are the same, and not all of us will have the same strengths and weaknesses. Regardless, due to the size of the piece, it naturally has a lot of reach and, thus, good attack weight and statistics. It does tend to fail in defense, as its size leaves it vulnerable to smaller rolls that can run circles around it. And on land, where most sushiblading happens, my speed and stamina are hindered because I still haven't adapted well to the environment. Thus, those are the main weaknesses of this technique.
In terms of usability, though, it's adaptable and can work in many environments and against many different enemies.
Other usage:
Sea singers are great storytellers and companions. The advancements in magic and technology in our society are also spectacular when compared to other species on this planet. We have also taken the responsibility to protect the environment from the ravages of human society. Which is why we don't take kindly to strangers trying to rile us up.
Author: Felanulanua'i
Episode:
I lay here, shocked by the events that just transpired and that I will proceed to relate in full for the annals of sushiblading history. As part of the SUME-CI1 I was called to a tournament in Naha, Okinawa, where a strange challenger was going to unveil some new sushiblade tactics.
I arrived at the venue and was brought before this new contender. To my surprise, it wasn't a human, but an entirely different thing. Before me, there was a humanoid being, but with fish-like characteristics. It was very tall and colorful, like a koi fish, and possessed gills and fins. Taken aback by the alien appearance I reached out to the nearby judge and questioned her on the nature of that being.
"She says her name is Felanulanua'i, one of the Sutekinahito-tachi, or finn-folk. They are a bit of a local legend, only seen in the deep seas, mostly by fishermen. They mostly keep to themselves, but this one appeared ashore, asking to compete in the tournament."
I found this unnatural, almost comically so. A complete unknown, appearing in our shores, asking to fight us and it was not even a human being? I laughed and called out to the finn-folk, who was carefully making balls out of wakame.
"Hey you, are you here to challenge the masters? Do you know what we do with fish like you here? We turn them into rolls!"
I jumped down to the ring and motioned for my tools to be brought to me. And I challenged the newcomer to a match, which she accepted. The judge allowed it and we set off to prepare our respective sushi.
I unveiled my nigiri and at the customary call of "HEY RASSHAI!" started spinning. When I looked up, to my surprise, my opponent was in the middle of the ring, spinning by herself. Before the judge could protest, my rival stomped on my attack and, still spinning, kicked me in the face.
I do not possess words to describe the dread and awe one feels when a seven foot tall mountain of colourful muscle approaches you and, likewise, I also fail to portray the pain I felt as the foot connected with me and sent me flying four meters upwards into the ceiling. The last thing I heard was the judge calling this a foul. One last satisfaction before hitting the ground and losing consciousness.
My room in the hospital
I write these words from the Naha City Hospital, where I am to go through surgery to repair my broken jaw and ribs and my dislocated hip. Although I'm pretty sure this particular move will be henceforth illegal, I end this account with a warning: wherever you go, do not underestimate these so called finnfolk. And if you see one in your local tournament? Run.
Author: Furuyama
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