Post by Orion on Oct 25, 2014 21:30:55 GMT
This...this could not be. Hand clenched on bicep, brow swollen and lip busted, the face of a warrior was no handsome sight to any. Leotard sliced, skin exposed and red gashes decorating the male's legs and arms. His shoulders burnt and his body aching in pain, the beaten Saiyajin trying to nullify his stinging limbs the best he could. His feet pointing down, toward the earth, while his full figure stood hunched over. His location was high, high above the heavens, breaching the darkening layers of the planet, to which Earth was swallowed by the darkness of their galaxy.
Red blood dyed the man's face, the crimson liquid trailing down from his forehead, a slice decorating the underside of his hairline, down to his jaw. From then, it would slide down to his chin, the warm blood dripping from his beard. His chest rose and deflated with each rugged breath, muscle bulged and all. The Saiyajin swallowed hard, an audible sound resulting from the act. The male's fingers tightened around his slashed arm. His left eye was swollen shut, only his right open and even then, he was doing as much as squinting at most.
"..Hah..Ah..Ergh-" Orion panted, trying to forumulate a sentence or two. "This..is impossible..Me..A warrior of a proud army..nearly defeated by some..mongrels..!" Orion spat out, insulting his assailants and boasting his heritage even with his near defeated breaths.
"But no further..no longer will I allow you fools to take my strength and make a fool of my power! I am a proud descendant of a proud warrior race and I will destroy each and every single one of you..!" The losing Saiyajin chuckled darkly, his eyebrows turning to make him look as though it was he was the one winning. "Heheheh..don't worry I'll take joy in destroying you all." He continued, slowly readying his body for impact.
"Huh. You talk too much, monkey. Hurry up and take your fall like a man, why don't 'cha." His attacker disregarded Orion's entire monologue on defeating he and his cohort. The two alien men together, side by side silently chortle at their prey.
"Appa. D'ya think he's done?" The red male whispered. Pul was a large alien, fat and round. He and several small plates across his bald head, as well lips large and blue in color. The man stood tall, vitality full and his armor clean. His armor was like a Saiyajins, his and Appa's. Both white and having a single shoulder on the left side. Appa was vastly different from her buddy.
"I don't know, Pul. He's been going on for some time now.." Appa was taller than her tubby friend. She was also yellow in skin tone, green hair in a braid and donning many freckles across her face. Had she not been an enemy, one could believe her as..perhaps attractive. This was one of her aspects in battle, however. The two were of a dynamic duo, both belittling their prey before ending it.
"I suggest we just.."
"..End him? Way ahead'a ya."
The duo nodded once. Both disappearing in flashes of yellow and red. A beaten Saiyajin widening his eyes to their maximum, more so but a mere one inch apart. Their speed was impeccable, their power level also deeming them as powerful foes and valued allies had they not been foolish enough to step to a Saiyajin's plate. "Why you dirty mongoloids..! I'll destroy you both..!!" Orion screamed, his temper broken and being allowed to rampage. Unfortunately, his cry was halted sooner than expected as his enemies arrived quickly.
A fellow fist mashed into the Saiyan's face. Her pointed nails cutting at his skin while her polished knuckles destroyed several of his facial bones in the single blow. On the other hand, a thick red mallet of a fist rushed into Orion's face, decking his center and allowing crimson liquid to gush from his nostrils. Their team attack was followed up quickly, as Appa dug her nails into the Saiyajin's exposed flesh and tossed him with the force of a hundred Olympic gold-medallists.
Orion was thrown forcefully, his body much too tired to react or break himself free with a burst of energy. Rather, he was subject to the team attack, as Pul returned the throw with a nasty double-fisted smash attack into the Saiyajin's skull. Orion extorting a pained shriek. With the double handed attack pushing into his skull, he was sent spiraling downwards, back toward earth in a fiery burst of aura.
"Gyah..!" Orion groaned, his pink aura being ceased at an abrupt halt. This being from his feeble skull being grabbed by a yellow and dainty hand. Appa holding his center, only his squinted eye being able to look around for what was around. Otherwise, he was completely limp from the neck down. His legs and arms simply dangling about as he was thrown back up into the starry heavens that would perhaps serve his final resting ground.
"Eghug..what can I do..?!" Orion thought to himself, his teeth being grit and his fists trying to ball themselves into fists. His entire figure spun vertically, Pul being the one to greet him and toss him forward, allowing the Saiyajin to recapture his breath the best he could. Now, the duo stood before him- both laughing at his pain whilst, he would try and stand up fully. The back of his mind sparked, though: as he appeared to just..regain his power. Albeit this would be brief, he recovered just enough for him to stand and expel all pained emotion from his muscle.
His appearance was changed, apparently. As his muscle appeared to expand some, and his hair rose some. His jet black hair spiked up, his signature bang flowing up somewhat. Not only this, but his pink aura returned in a flash, but more purple and violet.
"It is time to take back what is mine- that time is over...every breath you both take is an insult to my honour..but no more! I'll cut you both inch by inch!!"
"Yes..you're both mine, now. Hehehe.."
The Saiyajin's blood had kicked his ignition into overdrive. With this apparent power up, he felt a surge of excitement course into his veins as he was to mutilate both of his assailants. His left eye was swollen shut, leaving that as an opening for counters, but Appa and Pul were much to intent on configuring a retort for his sudden spike in energy. Alas, they figured a kind of fusion would suffice them.
The two monsters gleaming white and joining together until they formed a large, green and slim monster of an alien. Calling themself 'Appul'. What an idiotic name.
Orion did not hesitate to rush forward and take it head on. His right hand balled and ready. Upon close enough range, Orion smashed his fist into the Alien's stomach, left going into it's face and destructing it's nose then. His assault was far from over, as he began to ensue with a combo of straight jabs, hooks and kicks on the alien's figure. His right hand had sparked some as he finished up, as if he was going to do something brand new. To which, he'd found it was. His right hand being pushed into Appul's chest and a burst of clear energy breaking forward and out of his gloved hand, forcing the enemy backward in a spiralled motion. Orion learned Kiai!
Appul attempted to reply with a beam of it's own. Extending out their index finger and trying out a technique of its own. Respectively calling it the 'Death Beam'. The purple, thin beam rushing toward Orion in a precise line- only for the Saiyajin to snap vanish away and toward the alien in a series of vanishes. "Don't bother!" He taunted, grabbing the large Alien's wrist and smashing an open palm into it's mouth; using Kiai once again to truly give them pain. The monster's eyes filled with tears and a pained scream left them as it was pushed back again. Orion needed to finish soon, as his body was ready to break down soon.
"Hah..hah..haaaaaa..!!" Orion screamed, his body being shifted into a charging position. His purple aura igniting further, roaring like a wildfire in a forest of dry plants and leaves. His power level being risen and charged to enable a powerful technique to be used. Appul was weakened enough, so it was time to end it and rest his body for a period of time. And now was the time to do so. He resumed charging, his veins popping amd pulsating, along with every muscle in his body. His jaw dropped and his swollen eyes opened as much they could, his hair rising as well in a flowing manner.
"Stop trying!" Orion shouted, pushing his index and middle finger out. Looking as though he was just taunting more, but truly utilizing a move of his own. To where a clear and arrow like shot of energy rocketed toward the dying Appul. Before long, it connected and dug deep into the Alien's core. Exploding and destroying the monster from the inside until it alone blew up, as if a balloon before vaporizing in a clean death.
"Huh..nice fireworks.." The Saiyajin smirked, descending quickly back into the earth. His descent quick and landing him into Diablo Desert for a well deserved black out.
Red blood dyed the man's face, the crimson liquid trailing down from his forehead, a slice decorating the underside of his hairline, down to his jaw. From then, it would slide down to his chin, the warm blood dripping from his beard. His chest rose and deflated with each rugged breath, muscle bulged and all. The Saiyajin swallowed hard, an audible sound resulting from the act. The male's fingers tightened around his slashed arm. His left eye was swollen shut, only his right open and even then, he was doing as much as squinting at most.
"..Hah..Ah..Ergh-" Orion panted, trying to forumulate a sentence or two. "This..is impossible..Me..A warrior of a proud army..nearly defeated by some..mongrels..!" Orion spat out, insulting his assailants and boasting his heritage even with his near defeated breaths.
"But no further..no longer will I allow you fools to take my strength and make a fool of my power! I am a proud descendant of a proud warrior race and I will destroy each and every single one of you..!" The losing Saiyajin chuckled darkly, his eyebrows turning to make him look as though it was he was the one winning. "Heheheh..don't worry I'll take joy in destroying you all." He continued, slowly readying his body for impact.
"Huh. You talk too much, monkey. Hurry up and take your fall like a man, why don't 'cha." His attacker disregarded Orion's entire monologue on defeating he and his cohort. The two alien men together, side by side silently chortle at their prey.
"Appa. D'ya think he's done?" The red male whispered. Pul was a large alien, fat and round. He and several small plates across his bald head, as well lips large and blue in color. The man stood tall, vitality full and his armor clean. His armor was like a Saiyajins, his and Appa's. Both white and having a single shoulder on the left side. Appa was vastly different from her buddy.
"I don't know, Pul. He's been going on for some time now.." Appa was taller than her tubby friend. She was also yellow in skin tone, green hair in a braid and donning many freckles across her face. Had she not been an enemy, one could believe her as..perhaps attractive. This was one of her aspects in battle, however. The two were of a dynamic duo, both belittling their prey before ending it.
"I suggest we just.."
"..End him? Way ahead'a ya."
The duo nodded once. Both disappearing in flashes of yellow and red. A beaten Saiyajin widening his eyes to their maximum, more so but a mere one inch apart. Their speed was impeccable, their power level also deeming them as powerful foes and valued allies had they not been foolish enough to step to a Saiyajin's plate. "Why you dirty mongoloids..! I'll destroy you both..!!" Orion screamed, his temper broken and being allowed to rampage. Unfortunately, his cry was halted sooner than expected as his enemies arrived quickly.
A fellow fist mashed into the Saiyan's face. Her pointed nails cutting at his skin while her polished knuckles destroyed several of his facial bones in the single blow. On the other hand, a thick red mallet of a fist rushed into Orion's face, decking his center and allowing crimson liquid to gush from his nostrils. Their team attack was followed up quickly, as Appa dug her nails into the Saiyajin's exposed flesh and tossed him with the force of a hundred Olympic gold-medallists.
Orion was thrown forcefully, his body much too tired to react or break himself free with a burst of energy. Rather, he was subject to the team attack, as Pul returned the throw with a nasty double-fisted smash attack into the Saiyajin's skull. Orion extorting a pained shriek. With the double handed attack pushing into his skull, he was sent spiraling downwards, back toward earth in a fiery burst of aura.
"Gyah..!" Orion groaned, his pink aura being ceased at an abrupt halt. This being from his feeble skull being grabbed by a yellow and dainty hand. Appa holding his center, only his squinted eye being able to look around for what was around. Otherwise, he was completely limp from the neck down. His legs and arms simply dangling about as he was thrown back up into the starry heavens that would perhaps serve his final resting ground.
"Eghug..what can I do..?!" Orion thought to himself, his teeth being grit and his fists trying to ball themselves into fists. His entire figure spun vertically, Pul being the one to greet him and toss him forward, allowing the Saiyajin to recapture his breath the best he could. Now, the duo stood before him- both laughing at his pain whilst, he would try and stand up fully. The back of his mind sparked, though: as he appeared to just..regain his power. Albeit this would be brief, he recovered just enough for him to stand and expel all pained emotion from his muscle.
His appearance was changed, apparently. As his muscle appeared to expand some, and his hair rose some. His jet black hair spiked up, his signature bang flowing up somewhat. Not only this, but his pink aura returned in a flash, but more purple and violet.
"It is time to take back what is mine- that time is over...every breath you both take is an insult to my honour..but no more! I'll cut you both inch by inch!!"
"Yes..you're both mine, now. Hehehe.."
The Saiyajin's blood had kicked his ignition into overdrive. With this apparent power up, he felt a surge of excitement course into his veins as he was to mutilate both of his assailants. His left eye was swollen shut, leaving that as an opening for counters, but Appa and Pul were much to intent on configuring a retort for his sudden spike in energy. Alas, they figured a kind of fusion would suffice them.
The two monsters gleaming white and joining together until they formed a large, green and slim monster of an alien. Calling themself 'Appul'. What an idiotic name.
Orion did not hesitate to rush forward and take it head on. His right hand balled and ready. Upon close enough range, Orion smashed his fist into the Alien's stomach, left going into it's face and destructing it's nose then. His assault was far from over, as he began to ensue with a combo of straight jabs, hooks and kicks on the alien's figure. His right hand had sparked some as he finished up, as if he was going to do something brand new. To which, he'd found it was. His right hand being pushed into Appul's chest and a burst of clear energy breaking forward and out of his gloved hand, forcing the enemy backward in a spiralled motion. Orion learned Kiai!
Appul attempted to reply with a beam of it's own. Extending out their index finger and trying out a technique of its own. Respectively calling it the 'Death Beam'. The purple, thin beam rushing toward Orion in a precise line- only for the Saiyajin to snap vanish away and toward the alien in a series of vanishes. "Don't bother!" He taunted, grabbing the large Alien's wrist and smashing an open palm into it's mouth; using Kiai once again to truly give them pain. The monster's eyes filled with tears and a pained scream left them as it was pushed back again. Orion needed to finish soon, as his body was ready to break down soon.
"Hah..hah..haaaaaa..!!" Orion screamed, his body being shifted into a charging position. His purple aura igniting further, roaring like a wildfire in a forest of dry plants and leaves. His power level being risen and charged to enable a powerful technique to be used. Appul was weakened enough, so it was time to end it and rest his body for a period of time. And now was the time to do so. He resumed charging, his veins popping amd pulsating, along with every muscle in his body. His jaw dropped and his swollen eyes opened as much they could, his hair rising as well in a flowing manner.
"Stop trying!" Orion shouted, pushing his index and middle finger out. Looking as though he was just taunting more, but truly utilizing a move of his own. To where a clear and arrow like shot of energy rocketed toward the dying Appul. Before long, it connected and dug deep into the Alien's core. Exploding and destroying the monster from the inside until it alone blew up, as if a balloon before vaporizing in a clean death.
"Huh..nice fireworks.." The Saiyajin smirked, descending quickly back into the earth. His descent quick and landing him into Diablo Desert for a well deserved black out.