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Post by Brutus on Jan 28, 2017 23:46:34 GMT
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"ARRRRGH!" the machine groaned out as he smashed his fist through the face of a young woman. However, as her skull was blown open it was clear that this was a robot, as the circuits inside sparked their final sign of life. The furious machine continued to smash the mansion and everything in it. Machinery, lab equipment, expensive art. None of it was safe from the fists of the Android. With each devastating blow, he let out a guttural grunt.
This wouldn't stop until the structural integrity was destroyed and it all came crumbling down around him. The large home caved in and covered the android's fury. It seemed like this was the end of the madness until there was a massive explosion. With one burst of ki energy, the Android freed himself and set the remaining rubble of the building on fire. That was the end of Doctor William Hoshi.
As first responders arrived at the scene of the destroyed mansion, Brutus was already walking down the streets of North Capitol. Startled gasps and shrieks filled the street as bystanders first laid eyes on the 8 foot tall killing machine. With each step the murder bot took, the pavement under his feet would crack and break apart. There was a blank look on the monsters face as he stomped down the busy street. As if the lights were on but no one was home.
"Who are you? I'm Sara" a small child said. Her mother must have been in one of the many stores on the strip, as the little girl was all alone. The androids red eyes flickered before they blinked to life as they shifted their gaze to the little Sara. The girl had a single flower in her hand. She held it outstretched to the giant android, as if trying to reach it to his face. "Wanna smell, mister?" she said with an innocent smile.
The Android named Brutus seemed to stare right through her. But his face would actually bright up. Just when it seemed that maybe this was a gentle giant, the monstrosity proved that incorrect. A wide smile stretched across his face as he grabbed the little girl's arm so hard that an loud snap rang out as the girl screamed out in pain. All in one motion the robot had lifted her entirely off the ground. The girl dangled from the machines grasp.
The people around stared in disbelief, but none of them did anything but screamed. They were all frozen with fear. A look came over the android's face as he held the screaming girl. Fear, startlement, confusion? It was hard to say. He didn't say any words. Instead he let out one long grunt. Brutus made no other immediate movements. However he did not loosen his grip on the girl, who still dangled above the ground in his grasp.
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Post by Rako Z. Hofferson on Jan 29, 2017 5:00:53 GMT
The sky was quite beautiful around this time. The moonlight illuminated the area quite nicely. It wasn't too bright but it wasn't extremely dark either. It was just right, like that blonde girl said about porridge that the earthlings told their kids about. Rako's father, however, was not so soft. He fought the man every day and usually lost until he finally beat him when he was sixteen and even then he still wasn't too jokish and soft. This caused the Saiyan to think about how his family was doing right now. Perhaps he'd go and see them on Vegeta soon, but not right now. He was enjoying Earth quite a bit. As he hovered carefree above the North capitol, lying face-up towards the night sky he continued to think before flipping over and giving the city a quick overlook. The streets were lined with the lights of cars and lamp posts that ran up and down the streets. Just then he saw a towering robot talking to a little girl. That was strange. He seemed pretty dangerous, and that girl was talking to him...though...he couldn't sense a hint of power from him. What the hell? Now the Saiyan was definitely suspicious. And then, the robot snatched the girl up, snapping the girl's arm. At first, the Saiyan was just shocked, but then his gaping mouth turned into a frown. He wasn't blindingly angry, as he just didn't have that in him. But he was pretty pissed. The air around him crackled as he shot straight towards the android, snatching the girl from his grasp, broken arm and all. Looking down at the child he smiled. Helpless and innocent. She didn't deserve what this robot just put her through. Slowly he lowered her to the ground as people slowly moved closer to check on her. "It's ok. You'll be fine. I'm going to take care of this guy now, ok?" The girl nodded. Rako gave a false smile before standing and turning back around to face the devious machine. "Now you...you don't seem like the type to shut up and leave.", the Saiyan said before entering a fighting stance, his body facing sideways as one clenched fist was raised to his chest, the other to his chin, his head facing forward staring at the robot straight in the eyes. "You also don't look like the type to just follow me out of the city so no one is hurt. Guess I'll just have to knock you out of here. What a bother..."
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Post by Auber on Jan 29, 2017 5:01:57 GMT
Active effects: Full moon
Power Level: 1'200
Auber smirked as he stood and watched the havoc unfold. However, despite the look on his face he was not impressed, he was disgusted. No, the young Saiyan did not feel the need to protect these people, nor did he feel horrified at this loss of innocent life. What truly disgusted him was that this giant monstrosity, whatever it was. Was going about slaughtering targets that were easy slaughter. Auber could presume from its' menacing appearance it was strong enough to face an actual warrior. However here it was assaulting a girl who could probably barely defend herself against some regular human. The Saiyan teen let out three loud and slow claps as he made his way towards the large metallic warrior, whom was still clutching the small girl tightly. "Wow, very impressive." He called out sarcastically. "Clearly, this girl was a major threat to you, but then with your glorious might, she barely stood a chance!" he continued taunting, making his way closer to his likely soon-to-be opponent. Auber shook his head and sighed. "Seriously though, you truly are pathetic, what exactly are you proving by beating down these weaklings. Does it make you feel powerful? Because it really shouldn't." The Saiyan pinched the bridge of his nose and looked down, shaking his head once more.
"How about you try fighting someone who can actually fight back, weakling?" Auber gave one final taunt to the large being, readying himself for a fight.
The fight, it seemed, at the very least was going to be postponed as another person, whom Auber immediately could identify as a Saiyan raced his way into the area. Auber merely grunted in disapproval as his fellow Saiyan came to the girls rescue. Seemingly showing care over her well being. Clearly this new arrival was not worthy of the title 'Saiyan.' "Ugh, if you're done coddling the girl, perhaps you'd like to help me teach this guy a lesson in being a fighter." Auber shouted to him. It pained him slightly to request assistance, but he could tell just from listening to this guy that he wasn't going to leave to allow Auber to fight one-on-one.
Edit: (Apologies, I was clearly writing my post at the same time as Rako, I have edited my post so it makes more sense now.)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 29, 2017 5:28:18 GMT
The night's breeze calmed the small girl as Lizbeth walked from shop to shop, her guardian following behind reluctantly in her massive bamboo armor as usual, causing a small crowd of sightseers to take pictures before walking away, before she saw a beautiful dress inside of a small outlet, and then the gleam of a red clothe object inside a bin not far from the dress. "Oh my gosh! This would look some cute on you Kimo! You are too big to wear a dress, but this scarf!"Lizbeth wasn't far from where the girl was snatched, having been someone hiding her Ki while digging through a discount bin for a brand new scarf someone brought back to the store without wearing, and after checking out, the screech would fill the air. Her ears, being extremely sensitive, nearly burst as she expelled Ki around herself, rocking the nearby shelves and boxes in the store. She would exit, angered at the being that dared scream loud enough to damage her poor poor ears, while flexing her muscles to prepare for some whoop ass. She rarely committed to much combat, and with the moon's rays bursting onto her skin, she dared not look at it and induce her Oozaru, but noticing the massive android and the girl. "So that little bitch made the noise... I better go and put her out of her misery before I do anything rash" The Neko would say, as her guard would meet her in front of the outlet. Kimo, the samurai, was sitting on the edge of the road before walking over to her master, and overheard what she spoke, before nodding her head in agreement. Kimo knew better then to question her master, and believing heavily in Lizbeth, she followed along as Lizbeth would race to the commotion. Stopping beside the robot, she would peer at him, before she looked over to the men, having already heard the conversation spoken, and deciding the pop in. "Sorry guys, I don't mean to ruin the party, but I am going to need that pipsqueak right there." before popping her knuckles under her red fighting gloves, and her tail and kitten ears flexing around. "So, metal dude, wanna work things out and kick these guys to the curb? Should be pretty fun" |
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Post by Articho Reville on Jan 29, 2017 6:31:03 GMT
Articho sighed heavily as he walked down the street of the North Capitol, his hands shoved deep into the pockets of his jacket. He never came to this city much, but as his father had informed him, his mother usually had a particular craving for a particular restaurant that was only in the North Capitol and only a particular dish from said restaurant. The only problem was, Turrip had failed to tell him the name of the restaurant, only the name of the dish and that it was in North Capitol before Yoguri forced him to go shopping for baby beach wear. The hybrid was certain that moment made Turrip regret moving out to Kame House.
So, here he was, walking down the street, asking random passer-bys about the dish and only getting disgusted looks in return with no answer. It made sense. "Boiled dinosaur livers" did not seem not something a lot of people looked at and said "Yeah, I want to eat this." It was a shame that he hadn't figured out how to magically make food appear yet. That'd make the remaining four months of his mother's pregnancy somewhat easier. His father had told him for the short time he'd spent with Yoguri when she was pregnant with Articho, he experienced similar strange cravings. Something about the Saiyan and human DNA or something, Articho really didn't care. All he knew is that he was chasing after some weird food.
As he walked down the street, some shouting from the street over reached Articho's ears. He looked up in the direction of the shouting curiously, turning and walking down an alley towards it. As he exited the other side, he saw a group of individuals facing off against each like they were ready to fight. He looked between each of them, his tail flicking in amusement as he sense their power levels. None of them were too strong, except for the one woman with black hair.
"So..." he said, staring at the group. "Is this a bad time...?"
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Post by Brutus on Jan 30, 2017 1:31:14 GMT
Brutus would stare at Auber as he stepped forward confidently. The Saiyan launched taunting insults towards the android. His confidence as well as his insults would be lose on Brutus. The droid would just cock his head to the side resulting in a little bit of drool pooling at the corner of his mouth. His mouth seemed to be most of the flesh that was left attached to the iron giant.
As Brutus glared at Auber his vision started to act funny. VISUAL INTERFACE BOOTED scrolled across his red tinted view. A green outline formed around the entirety of Auber's figure as statistics started popping up next to the warrior. The generated stats listed things like his height, weight and power level. However there were a series of question marks where his power level would be listed. POWER SIGNATURE INDICATOR INACTIVE would then scroll across his sight.
The metal monstrosity let out one grunt that was cut very short as Rako zoomed in and snatched the girl from his iron grasp. The giant metal man nearly tumbled over before regaining himself awkwardly. Two more people closed in on his location, where were all these people coming from? He looked at the group of warriors with confusion as his eyes darted between the fighters.
Then one of them spoke directly to him again. He looked at Lizbeth as she spoke to him. It seems that she was mad at the little girl and wanted to take out her frustration. VOCAL ADAPTION INCREASED displayed in the top corner of his vision. "Fh-friend? Me Brutus" he replied as if he was doing his best Tarzan impression. He pointed a massive finger up towards himself to indicate that he was in fact the one named Brutus. His fingers were long and skinny as They worked themselves up to a vicious point. Like metallic talons. His eyes were fixated on Lizbeth as if she was his momma.
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Post by Toshi Clementine on Jan 30, 2017 15:56:39 GMT
Toshi Clementine tag someone Power level : 2'500 Red like Roses, fills my dreams and brings me fills my dreams and brings me Indeed, it was a lovely night; Toshi had a long way from the North to the south. He’d recently finish his underground matches as he made his way home. The escort Bur ordered for him blazed down the streets as he eyes wonders outside the window. Today’s matches weren’t as entertaining; the main events—The people whom were supposed to be Elite warriors, had a problem with their flight. He had to settle for the no-name fighters. “Holding this title is a little too easy...Don’t really need a reason to train that hard...”. He’ll ponder on what next, he’d need to do in the meantime to cure this problem of his. In the middle of it all, his phone suddenly rung; he had half a mind to ignore it but it could be about anything important so he answered.
“Yes?”
“We need your assist with something.”, a common voice he’s somewhat tired of hearing; one of the police chef. Whenever they’re afraid of something, it seems he’s the man they'll always call to assist them. He’d plan on ending the call right away but it could still be important—Someone he cares about might be in danger!
“And that something is?”
“Reports about a..Robot? Causing trouble in the North City. I know you’re normally heading home around these time, hopefully we caught you before you’re out the city.”, as he said that, he finally notices the different power levels all gathered at one location. They were making this too easy. “I’ll check it out. No promises that I’ll help however.”. Before the man could respond, Toshi had already hang up the call. He had enough of his bullshit for one day. He’d tap the driver’s shoulder, “Wait here, I’ll be right back, there is something I need to check out.”.
He’d open the sunroof and leaps out the car and onto the side of the road. To avoid hurting himself from such, he used his Ki to reduce his fall speed and balance himself just enough so he could have landed on his feet. The escort quickly stomp on the brakes—His job was to ensure that Toshi arrives safety; if his client finds out about this, he’ll be out of a job! By the time, he got out the car, Toshi was already gone!
He didn’t know how to fly so he had to take it on foot. His only cheat was that he’d use his Ki to increase his movement speed and his jump height. It’s more than enough for him to arrive to the scene within moments. He may be late for a few small events but he arrived. His eyes lands upon everyone—The three that stands out the most were Brutus, Lizbeth and Articho; Articho’s power, Lizbeth’s interesting features and Brutus was just a straight forward cyborg and his energy was untraceable. From the looks of it; it appears two others might be handling the situation so he had no intention of ganging on up the ‘robot’. What he did was simple; he remains in the back and watch them fight the thing if that's their intentions. He won’t side with anyone but he knows for a fact that this will be entertaining to watch.
“Hope this was worth the time…Should be hilarious.”Thinking || Shouting || Toshi || Police Chef |
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Post by Rako Z. Hofferson on Jan 31, 2017 2:58:30 GMT
Rako felt a decent shock as a new red-headed adversary arrived with another person that looked like some kind of a samurai. The samurai seemed very...obedient of the red haired girl who was waaaaaay weaker than the samurai. The samurai could probably kill her in one swift blow if he or she wanted to. Rako began to wonder why they didn't do so. Perhaps The red-head catwoman was hiding some kind of hidden power. But Rako didn't care all too much. He planned to fight them either way, even if it was pretty much confirmed he was in for quite the beating. "I'm afraid I can't let you have that girl. Sorry. Besides, she should be leaving in an ambulance shortly.", the Saiyan said, addressing the Hybrid. Rako crossed his arms as the woman turned to the android to ask for a truce. He himself then turned to the android to see his response. Being that he was a robot, Rako expected an intelligent response however it seemed the android easily sided with this new unknown arrival. "And now she's your friend?...Oh for Kami's sake!", the Saiyan said, face-palming whilst letting a sigh escape from his chest. Just then a HUGE power arrived causing the Saiyan to flinch a bit, turning to face this newest arrival. "And they just keep coming..." However, looking at the color scheme of this man's clothes, for some reason it made him feel as if this man was not a bad guy but instead a good-hearted one. He had no idea why, but he wasn't really too interested in that either, in fact his main priority was making this android pay for what he'd done and teaching the red-head a lesson. All though... He looked at the orange and blue outfit wearing man and realized his power once again and then looked back at the Samurai realizing their power. He couldn't sense the android's but judging by his surprise at Rako's speed he certainly wasn't more powerful than the Saiyan...hopefully this held true for the other Saiyan who wore a white sweater and had black hair of who's name he did not know. But, remembering the attitude he had to Rako saving the girl, he was most likely very prideful like most Saiyan's were. Lastly, he sensed a new arrival in power, one not too far under Rako's own power and thought if they'd team up, they actually may stand a chance against the red-haired woman. Grinning, the Saiyan finally decided to speak. "Nah, this isn't a bad time at all," he said, talking to the most powerful one there. "In fact, I'm glad you arrived when you did. You seem like a good guy and I think I'm going to have to ask you to do me a favor. Do you mind handling that Samurai for me? As you can probably tell, their power overshadows everyone else's. Unfortunately, she's working for the bad guys and the only one here that can handle them is you."He then turned to the other, much less powerful warrior that was the Saiyan who despised him for having sympathy for the girl. "You, I need you to do me a favor and bust that bot up. Please? Well, that's if you can handle it. They don't exactly make Saiyans like they used to so I doubt you can handle it. But if you lose, just know it was to be expected.", he said, taunting him. He was going to use his pride against him to take this guy on one-on-one though he didn't know that he wanted to do so anyway. But, just to make sure, he went ahead and teased him anyway. Lastly, he addressed the newest arrival, a male with white hair and red eyes, without batting an eye. "And you. If you're not going to help me with beating firehead here, then I suggest you get lost before the going gets rough. Otherwise, I'm going to require your assistance to even have a fighting chance.", he said calmly. "Now, ideally I'd like you all to cooperate and move forward with my plan but, that is pretty unlikely." The Saiyan sighed. "But either way, this fight is still going down, one way or another. But with your cooperation, we may actually be able to take all three of them down." He then turned to the strongest once more. "Not to say that you can't end this quickly but as I said, we're duking it out either way. Thought you may want in on the fun by tussling with the strongest one here while keeping her occupied so the rest of us don't get annihilated."
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Post by Auber on Jan 31, 2017 5:00:21 GMT
Auber could feel the presence of many more ki signatures entering the area. He grunted in annoyance. It was bad enough the other Saiyan had shown up and gotten involved but now he had a bunch of hybrid scum to deal with as well. Auber began to debate whether it was worth sticking around for this fight at all, or if he should just take off and let these fools take each other down.
It was then that Auber heard his fellow Saiyan attempt to coordinate all those that he saw as potential allies which caused Auber to shake his head. 'What is that fool trying to do? he's got to be one of the most pathetic Saiyan's I've ever seen.' He thought to himself. He took a few steps to leave the battlefield until he heard the other Saiyan call to him. 'Ugh...what does he want now...' Auber thought as he spun back around to face the group.
"Bust that bot up? Why should I? Why don't I just leave you all to battle it out and not bother myself?" Auber shouted back to his fellow Saiyan. He knew that he had nothing to offer him so Auber didn't consider it a matter of concern, it's not like he cared what happened to the child. However in the next moment came the phrase 'If you think you can handle it...' Auber's blood boiled, he didn't even need to listen to the rest of the sentence to realize the other Saiyan was basically referring to him as a weakling.
Charging towards the battle at full speed and landing in front of the Saiyan Auber could guess they were probably around the same age. "You dare question my strength?!" Auber shouted at him. "I don't need to hear such things from a Saiyan of your low caliber!" He surged his Ki and pointed towards the robotic warrior. "First, I will turn that thing into scrap metal, and afterwards you'll be lucky if I don't obliterate you!" He threatened.
Turning his attention to the android he called to it. "Oi! Focus on me you walking Junkyard." Auber taunted, pointing to himself. "I will be your opponent, let these fools battle amongst themselves."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 31, 2017 7:41:53 GMT
Lizbeth quickly became bored of the bickering, sort of enjoying the plan collected together by Rako, and giggled at the moment he spoke lowly of the Saiyan. She would yawn, a small ball of red crimson Ki collected into her palm, before firing it towards the two complaining, aiming to hit between them and start the combat.
"Yes, yes, threats and the like, I don't have forever to wait while the old married couple complains." She would speak, Liz's tail quickly wrapping around her waist while her body propelled forwards, directed towards Rako. She would reach forwards, planning to punch her full power into a single hit on the stomach. She was planning to hold back from harming him to hard, hoping to hit him hard enough to send the shock waves ricketing his body, before she would reach a kick to launch him off his feet a small distance away, if nothing stopped the altercation. She ignored Brutus for the moment, leaving him to do combat with Auber, and prepped herself for more fighting with Rako. Her Ki would pulsate around her as she would speak, her fangs releasing from her top jaw, slightly cutting her bottom lip and sending a tiny trail of blood down her face. Her claws would extend to their maximum, the nails razor sharp and gleaming in the moonlight, which sent more shivers down her spine. "So... Children, today's subject in class is discipline, and I feel like you monkeys need to take extra curricular courses with me. First rule of combat, don't complain to a possible team mate. They want to win as much as you, and if you don't work together, someone stronger slowly picks you out. One. At. A. Time." She prepped her body for Auber or Rako's attacks, ignoring Articho and leaving him to Kimo. She looked back mentally at all of her previous training in Zu Quan and Drunken Boxing, and fixed her body so she could get ready to tank whatever came towards her.
"Good Afternoon sir. I am Kimo Takeda, and I greet you" The Samurai would say mentally, sending the messages telepathically to Articho. She bowed towards Articho, respecting his power. She herself was quite a marvel in strength, but this man was an achievement of true capabilities others only dream of, and as such, she was weary of challenging him, or accepting any challenges. "If what the man says is true, I guess you will be taking me on? I am not of your level, but I will go down screaming with Aka Manto in my hands". She was referencing her sword, the ten foot long Nodachi she began to draw from it's sheath, the gleam of the moon showing the countless scratches and indention from previous sword battles. She pulled on a rope in the rear of her armor, releasing the large and heavy armor from her body and causing it to fall to the ground, leaving a small crater from the collapse of the concrete under the heavy weight. Her fine tuned muscled body prepared itself with it's sword, awaiting the response from the man, hoping she could at least last a few moments without being decimated under his strength.
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Post by Articho Reville on Jan 31, 2017 12:49:08 GMT
Articho watched everything go down with an almost bored expression on his face. He was beginning to notice a correlation with some of the fights he stumbled upon. From what he could gather, it seemed like weaker people were all highly aggressive and ready to throw down with anyone that opposed their ideals at the drop of a hat. He had to give it to the one man who was trying to formulate a plan of some sort, even though Arti was fairly certain he could knock them all out with a flick of his wrist. The young hybrid looked in the direction of said samurai as he was directed and gave the woman a once over when her voice suddenly appeared in his head.
"You must be a blast at parties," he commented as he watched her draw out the overly long sword. How she wielded that thing effectively was a mystery to him. "You know, I could simply punch you and be done with it, but where's the fun in that?" He smirked as he lowered his ki to match hers. With a wave of his right hand, his staff appeared from thin air and rested in his cloth wrapped palm. "Ladies first."
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Post by Brutus on Jan 31, 2017 18:00:44 GMT
While all these random fighters showed up, hungry for a chance to prove themselves. They all started talking and shouting at one another. The aggression of these Saiyan’s was to be noted, even if they tried to hide it behind a goal of the ‘greater good’. The Saiyan named Rako hatched his own plan which he started to bark out. However, it was a solid plan, if they all could cooperate.
But Brutus just looked on with a blank state, with only a hint of confusion on his semi human face. He was completely blind as to how strong any of them were. He had no clue that Articho was so incredibly powerful. Though it is hard to tell if the mechanical man would, or could even care. Maybe the machine couldn’t even feel fear as mortals do?
Soon the one with the big mouth would step up again to make demands at Brutus. Apparently he wanted to fight? The Saiyan’s thrust for battle was strong, it seems. Even though it was so obvious that he was being manipulated. Funny how pride works, it makes mortals so easily manipulated. Which in turn tarnishes their pride by transforming themselves into a pawn. Eh, it wouldn’t be surprising if Brutus knew what a Saiyan was.
Brutus would not shift himself into any kind of fighting stance or make any movements to fight. He just stood there and stared down upon the little Auber. It was hard to tell if the machine was mocking the little Saiyan, trying to intimidate him, or was looking down at the meatbag as an inferior being. Finally Brutus would open his mouth to say something.
It took a great deal of effort but Brutus forced out the word, “Mean” through a guttural grunt. He would take his eyes off Auber to watch Lizbeth assault Rako. It seems the android wasn’t intimidated or impress by Auber in the slightest. Surely, turning his attention else where would be a massive insult to the prideful Saiyan.
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Post by Toshi Clementine on Jan 31, 2017 21:46:27 GMT
Toshi Clementine tag someone Power level : 2'500 Red like Roses, fills my dreams and brings me fills my dreams and brings me Toshi obverses his environment carefully; searching for any place he could plant himself in this meantime the assembly battle it out. If citizens were still around the area, he’d escort them away from the battlefield. Just by the power levels these fighters had and the random cyborg he can’t sense; he assumes this battle might be a little messy if the spectators can’t take a hit. There are no plans for him to jump in the way and block attacks for others whom was told to leave once. If they remained, then that’s their problem; what happens to them in on their own accord. He warns them before this battle begins.
Toshi knew this was going to be entertaining the second each fighter prepares themselves for combat. The original reason why he came here; they told him to take care of the problem but since the others were doing the job for him, all he had to do was watch. Whenever they’re finish with it all then he’ll have to call the chef to handle the rest. He understood why the cops were somewhat afraid of coming here by themselves; this doesn’t seem that safe for a normal person. Like he told himself; he isn’t a fan of ganging up on others unless it’s necessary so he had no intention joining this fight. Even if he had to join, he’d probably join the cat girl and the robot to even things out. Did he lust for battle like the hotheaded saiyans? He might be nevertheless this isn’t the kind of battle he’s hungry for. He found it funny how the saiyan told him to leave although it’s wise to have some sort of back up just in case they need someone to save them from certain death. This is the type of role Toshi plans on taking for this battle; even for the robot. Could this bite him in the ass later? Probably but we’ll have to see!
He’d sigh softly at the man’s comment. With a light shrug of the shoulders, “My, my. I was gonna help but I change my mind. I’ll watch and enjoy the battle. Pretty sure the cat girl is gonna kic—Nah, I think you’ll handle it well. I’ll watch and jump in whenever it gets too rough for you.”, he’d say with his soft voice.
Of course, he was judging by power level however the way she spoke with them; it seems as if she had more experience in combat than they did. She’s right about one thing—Be careful how you speak with your comrades or potential comrades. He’d cross are arms and take the high ground. With a wide stand to plant himself strongly onto the ground, he eyes balls the battle that’s about to take place. His emotionless expression remains with him throughout the entire conversation; his red piercing eyes travels from one individual to the other. Toshi holds a firm stance and waits. Let’s see how this battle will be handling among the group.
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Post by Auber on Feb 1, 2017 13:10:28 GMT
Auber's eye twitched in rage as his levels of anger rose to dangerous heights. Small veins were beginning to pulsate on his neck and other exposed parts of his body. He let out a roar of "BASTARD!" before launching at Brutus in a flurry of kicks and punches, see whilst the 'Cat-Girl?' was clearly disciplined in various styles of fighting. Auber was more of an explosion of raw power in an unhoned state. As the rest of the battles began around him he slowed his assault on the robotic lifeform slightly.
"I demand you give me a proper battle you cowardly machine!" Auber roared, throwing a punch into his opponents stomach. Only to hear a heavy CLANG and the sound of his knuckles cracking slightly from the impact. Gritting his teeth through the pain that he had mostly just caused himself he leapt back and began firing volley after volley of ki blasts at the Android. Hoping to at least irritate it enough that it would fight back so he could stop feeling so ineffective.
If the Android did not fight back Auber would take a moment to breathe and recover from his assault. He would overlook the other battles taking place and eye the late arriving spectator suspiciously. He would sweep some loose hair out of his face and wipe some sweat from his brow before deciding if he could not get the machine to fight him, that this was not his fight and he would leave.
However, if the android were to fight him. Auber would put all of his remaining strength into attempting to keep the machine on the defensive. Even if he couldn't destroy it, he would hopefully injure it enough to teach it that he was not an opponent to be trifled with. In one last attempt to invoke some sort of aggression from the Android he would shout. "What kind of a scientist programs such a weak robot?!"
[It's late and kinda short, I'm sorry if it's also not great, just started school again today so I'm a little bit out of it.]
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Post by Rako Z. Hofferson on Feb 5, 2017 4:34:16 GMT
The Saiyan sighed at the white-haired hybrid's response. Was he kidding? He was going to sit back and relax, seriously? And then he said 'I was going to help' as if Rako had said something that would change the minds of whoever he was speaking to? What? He had simply warned him to get going before shit goes down, because he was barely enough to take on Rako himself, let alone Lizbeth. But the Saiyan decided he wouldn't fret over it. Instead, he turned his head in the Hybrid's direction, a smile on his face, and said, "I get it, you're so scared you can't think or move, right? That's fine, I can understand. Guess I'll go ahead and handle this on my own, then!!" As he began to turn back to Lizbeth, he stopped for a quick second to look at Auber taking on the robot. He was a pretty good fighter, Rako had to admit. In fact, so far, all of Rako's interactions with this guy was that of two rivals. Perhaps this would be their relation with one another in the future, and quite frankly Rako looked forward to it. He then turned to view the two strongest ones here. The stronger of the two had dropped his powerlevel to a much, much lower level, putting him on even terms with the samurai. It seemed he also had a thurst for battle. This caused the Saiyan to smirk as he finally turned back to Lizbeth. "Right, seems like the others have started. Let's get going then!"The Saiyan then shifted his feet as he stood sideways, the back leg, which was his left leg, being straight and the foot facing slightly while the front leg was more forward and outward but still bent. His hands were both raised however, one higher than the other, specifically his right which was near his face. His left hand was down near the top of his chest. This was the formal stance of his fighting style, which he had yet to name. It was a mix of Taekwondo, Kickboxing, and Capoeira and, obviously, focused mainly on the use of the feet. Though he certainly had no problem with using his hands. "Here I come!", he shouted. And with that, he launched straight at the cat-earred woman, full speed. As he closed in he spun the opposite way and let himself drop forward, which was previously backward. However, this was just him leading up to one of the many sneaky kicks he had in store as he stamped both his hands unto the ground and then fiercely shot a short horse kick straight at the woman, aiming to strike her right in the ankle to first knock her off balance. If this landed, he'd then kick her with a full on horse kick right in the torso to send her flying helplessly into the air.
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