Koramund
Archived
PL: 121,168
Bio Metabolize(x3)
Zeni: 2,003
Shoki: 7,708
Tag: @koramund
OOC Name: Saiyan, Namekian, Human
Posts: 694
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Post by Koramund on Nov 20, 2014 1:29:14 GMT
Koramund blinked his emerald eyes, staring at the South Capitol of the Southern Islands. He finally found civilization, and with it a way to end his pain. He placed his palms to the floor, before racing forward while keeping his back straight forward, running as fast as possible. He was rapidly approaching the city, his smiling rapidly increasing as he saw it swell bigger and bigger, until he saw the cliff. He was about to run off a long extended cliff, until he kicked the ground with enough force to cause a small crater, zooming like a torpedo straight forward. The momentum caught up to Koramund, all his worries blurring for a little bit of time. He zoomed down, as he landed on a concrete road, shattering his leg.
Koramund screamed, his leg burning with pain and agony as his fluids dripped and pooled around him. He roared to the air, as the tissue of his leg started to re-knit itself, the liquids he lost being drained from the ground back into his body, as the skin of his leg fixed itself. Koramund was still in pain, his teeth in a pained expression as the bone and muscle readjusted and reformed. The pain was dulling, but it was still sharp as a flamed knife in his hide. He raised himself, and said "Well, apparently I can do that now." as he limped a few hundred feet, before starting a run down the vacant road to the city.
A few hours have passed, and Koramund has finally arrived into the city. His eyes darting between the nice buildings, the cars, and all the people! This was the absolute opposite of the last two planets he was on. He grew a massive smile, walking through the streets, unknown to the rules of this society. His strange and demonic form, warped even for an Acrosian, unsettled the average civilian around him, but that was nothing compared to the drivers that went by him. He walked down the middle of the road like he owned the city, and his wide form was highly dangerous to the people around him. Koramund kept on smiling and looking like a little child as he saw the lights and just how high the buildings could reach, which lead him to not even know where he was talking to. He wandered straight into a intersection, where all the cars were forced to stop because of his star gazing. He squealed like a little girl with all the people watching him, though he never did seem to mind. He was having the time of his life, but he was making major problems for this place to function. Trucks and cars kept on beeping at him, but their efforts did nothing but make him more interested. He leaped onto a car, his eyes gazing straight at the driver, as he leaped around to other cars, inspecting them, trying to see how they tick.
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Naroka
Rising Soul
Official Warrior Caste Master; PL: 55,459; Guardian Namek(x7): 388,213; Items:One-Use SpacePod, Heavy Weights 13864.25 | 97053.25, Level 1 Ship with Level 1 Gravity chamber; Zeni: 386
Tag: @manwithantenna
Posts: 220
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Post by Naroka on Nov 20, 2014 20:37:43 GMT
Tranquility. Peace. Harmony. The world, if one could even assume, was at an utter stand still in which even the most violent of life forms were taking a break from their destructive natures but simply enjoying what life had to offer to the soul. One of these lives, though not often violent, was a green and heavy Namek. His tall, tall body put in a sitting style, his legs crossed over one another in an 'Indian-style'. Why it was referred to as such was buy an mystery to him. Albeit, disregarded and utilized so that he may put himself into a trance that could focus and connect his mindscape.
The crimson red items resting upon his upper and mid body weighed him down tremendously, a sweat breaking from his bare forehead. A crimson red turban wrapped around an orange orb rested upon his head, concealing his two antenna wonderfully, thus hiding his Namekian origin. The turban wasn't alone (unfortunately) as two more articles of clothing draped over his muscular build. Similar shoulder pads that pushed out pompously were hidden underneath a heavy cape that wrapped from below his chin and down to the near bottom of his calves accompanied it. Not only such but even his shoes were weighted down as well, his very being atop a boulder enough to cause a buckle and shatter of its supporting rocks beneath and within. Though, he'd overcome and ultimately regain his ability to keep himself up.
Though, something happened that broke the peace easily. His phone, a gift from East Mayor, rang. The annoying ring tone beeping s multitude of torturous times before the Namek swiped the little piece of technology from his pocket. A dark answer greeting the trouble voice of South Mayor. The figure of authority trembling even from the other line and detected by the Namek simply from the shakiness of him. The conversation short, as the Namekian understood and gathered himself accordingly. He, himself, rather shaky as he float upward and dart toward South Cap. His arrival taking a few moments though arriving only to see a corrupted looking Arcosian wreaking...unintentional havoc? Still, he'd need to assess.
Ukare's voice boomed as he shouted out to the mutant.
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Koramund
Archived
PL: 121,168
Bio Metabolize(x3)
Zeni: 2,003
Shoki: 7,708
Tag: @koramund
OOC Name: Saiyan, Namekian, Human
Posts: 694
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Post by Koramund on Nov 20, 2014 21:04:08 GMT
The Arcosian's head suddenly jerked, staring straight at the Namekian. Koramund was interested in these strange primitive devices, but someone flying would always gain his attention. From his back spewed out a burst of bodily fluid like the regeneration of the Namekians, but instead grew insectoid wings. He flew up with both Ki and wing to the emerald giant, Koramund growing more and more interested as time went by. He twitched his head to the side, as all the mini-tails on his tail started to flash their crimson jewels. Koramund spoke, "Interesting, weighted Namekian, not efficient for combat, efficient for growth, coming to chat?" Koramund blinked his green eyes slowly, as he gave Ukare something sickening, his ki signature could be displayed as another race? He now felt like a Namekian, but he still felt and looked Arcosian at the same time, it was strange none the less.
Koramund floated around Ukare, examining him like prey or like a test subject. He was smiling, it was clear he was rapidly gaining more pleasure. His wings gave off a low drone to a perfect rhythm, even if it was extremely hard to discover. Koramund cackled, his eyes unblinking as he spoke again, "Forgive me, I am new to these parts and I am not used to these strange devices you use to maneuver around locations, they interest me greatly." He pointed his main tail tip to the cars on the street. Koramund finished up quickly, "I am Koramund... and who prey tell may you be?"
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Naroka
Rising Soul
Official Warrior Caste Master; PL: 55,459; Guardian Namek(x7): 388,213; Items:One-Use SpacePod, Heavy Weights 13864.25 | 97053.25, Level 1 Ship with Level 1 Gravity chamber; Zeni: 386
Tag: @manwithantenna
Posts: 220
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Post by Naroka on Nov 22, 2014 19:13:00 GMT
The Namek glared at the floating Koramund. His eyes watching the newly grown wings that tore from his spine carefully. It was sickening, though it was something to live with; being as the Namekian race had to do the same exact, disgusting process of limb regeneration. The veiled body of the Namekian being held steady and fighting against the weights that dropped against his muscle. "I'd like it if you didn't endanger the weaker. They aren't as susceptible to shock as you and I." Ukare snarled, twisting his head to watch Koramund. "My name? It's Naroka." Ukare smirked, giving an alternate name for himself.
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Koramund
Archived
PL: 121,168
Bio Metabolize(x3)
Zeni: 2,003
Shoki: 7,708
Tag: @koramund
OOC Name: Saiyan, Namekian, Human
Posts: 694
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Post by Koramund on Nov 22, 2014 19:20:48 GMT
Koramund stared at the Namekian, and then said in his disturbing tone some facts, "No increase in adrenaline scents, your not lying to me. Next, I do not intend to harm anyone, I simply am interested in what these majestic things are, but I promise I will leave them alone from my examination phase." Koramund smiled, tilting his head to the Namekian, and then continued, "In truth all I want to do is find some friends, would you like to have some fun Naroka? You can handle some shock and awe, and I would love to have a little spar, if you accept you may pick the rules, even if you want Death to be the outcome of the fight. You may make the first move, and do what you wish if you accept. Otherwise, we can just talk, it is all up to you." He loved to test other people, just seeing their strength and their will, as he increased his own to meet them, it was always exciting!
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Naroka
Rising Soul
Official Warrior Caste Master; PL: 55,459; Guardian Namek(x7): 388,213; Items:One-Use SpacePod, Heavy Weights 13864.25 | 97053.25, Level 1 Ship with Level 1 Gravity chamber; Zeni: 386
Tag: @manwithantenna
Posts: 220
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Post by Naroka on Nov 23, 2014 15:34:56 GMT
"Now you're just spouting out the obvious." Naroka nodded once. His arms folding over one another and his form leaning back, putting a leg over his other in a relaxing position. Making a 'tch!' sound, the Namekian rose and made his descent for the roads below. Most of the humans, whom were terrified beyond belief, had scattered and drove away from the scene of the aliens. "If it means you're out of here and stop bothering these people; you're on." The Namek looked up and pinched the navy blue mask resting below his chin, putting it over his nose to deflect any blood from spilling on his face.
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Koramund
Archived
PL: 121,168
Bio Metabolize(x3)
Zeni: 2,003
Shoki: 7,708
Tag: @koramund
OOC Name: Saiyan, Namekian, Human
Posts: 694
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Post by Koramund on Nov 23, 2014 16:59:51 GMT
Koramund landed, lifted up his hand, creating a orb of destruction, the sky around him seeming to brighten, until the attack detonated. He waited for people to walk away, then he crushed his hand, smiling as the energy pulsed another time. He screamed, "OBLITERATION SLAUGHTER RAIN!" massive lances of energy pulsed forward, aiming for the area around Naroka, and then would aim for his head. If this hit, Naroka would be out of the fight in a single blow. The rain of ki then abruptly split, most of the blasts coming straight forward in a flower like bloom, while some arched upwards to stop a flying escape, and then pelted down. He then smiled, saying, "I assume you wish DEATH? If not, tell me and I can hold back!"
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Naroka
Rising Soul
Official Warrior Caste Master; PL: 55,459; Guardian Namek(x7): 388,213; Items:One-Use SpacePod, Heavy Weights 13864.25 | 97053.25, Level 1 Ship with Level 1 Gravity chamber; Zeni: 386
Tag: @manwithantenna
Posts: 220
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Post by Naroka on Nov 23, 2014 17:07:18 GMT
How annoying. He wanted a hand to hand fight but instead, his opponent chose to use a ki based move on the first move. So much for giving him the first strike, eh? Shaking his head, the Namekian roared as he reeled his arm back before throwing it up toward the bio-android's leg, using the ongoing attack to gain the ability to latch onto Koramund and use him as a possibly shield against his own move. Though, even if he had failed the strategy, he could simply move away and put his arms up, blocking effectively; albeit getting a few singes on his outfit. Underneath his mask, Naroka had to smirk. This thing thought it was slick.
Making another sound, Ukare put his hands up, muscles bulging as his ki enveloped him like a biting fire sparked through the constant adding of wood. His eyes flashing a hard, crimson red for a moment as he built up his inner ki little by little. Surely, this bio-android could wait a moment before the Namek could unlock his maximum charge for ki. His hands clapped together, two clones of himself sliding out of his figure like shades- he was using his Tri-Form attack. He and his doppelgängers darted for Koramund, attacking on all three directions and using a respective kick to his head, punch to his midsection and attempted sweep for his legs to enable a trio-double fisted crusher against his head.
7026 divided among three/ Naroka clones = 2342 PL each.
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Koramund
Archived
PL: 121,168
Bio Metabolize(x3)
Zeni: 2,003
Shoki: 7,708
Tag: @koramund
OOC Name: Saiyan, Namekian, Human
Posts: 694
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Post by Koramund on Nov 23, 2014 17:27:36 GMT
Koramund laughed, and said, "You know if you stretch your arms TOWARDS my attack, your hurting yourself correct?" But then, Naroka then kicked his feet out, twirling, and then grabbed onto his arm. Koramund had to use this to his advantage right? He tried two things, to pull on the arm to fling Naroka to him, or use his other arm to straight up chop Naroka's off. Koramund showed a terrifying smile, and said, "Im just Saying a Saiyan grabbed your arm... HA!" He watched as his foe split into three different beings, and then smash him into a combo. Hmm, the blows were rapid, and he was only able to dodge a few, but then Naroka hit his weak spot. Time slowed for a second, as Koramund thought, They have slowed down since their attack, plus they still have those heavy weights on, assuming their just like Vorban who was much weaker when he had a clone out, logic displays the fact I out strength them one on one now. Koramund let the combo be hit on him, then right before the combo finished, he would unleash another OSR! The swarm of ki blasts at such a short range would be nearly impossible to dodge, and if they somehow did miss, they were aimmed to go outwards from his chest and his palms like a turret, so everything in front of him would be pierced if they were not fast enough!
Obliteration Slaughter Rain (ORS) = 100% PL Koramund's PL: 6587
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Naroka
Rising Soul
Official Warrior Caste Master; PL: 55,459; Guardian Namek(x7): 388,213; Items:One-Use SpacePod, Heavy Weights 13864.25 | 97053.25, Level 1 Ship with Level 1 Gravity chamber; Zeni: 386
Tag: @manwithantenna
Posts: 220
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Post by Naroka on Nov 23, 2014 17:43:47 GMT
Weights thrown off and Great Namek utilized.
He was theirs! The continuous combo seemed to be a success as they landed nearly each of the three attacks attempted. Though, the original Namek's eye glinted some as the bio-android beneath them smirked an evil smile and used another attack. Devastating, only because he wasn't fatigued nor did he even back away to recharge the lost ki used when performing the first OSR move. Shaking his heads and nodding at one another of himself, Naroka dodged easily by side stepping and cartwheeling away from the spread beam attack and throwing away the weights that were carried on his figure. Stretching his fingers and muscles out, the Namek was officially in his prime once more. Smirking, he rejoined his doppelgängers with himself, becoming whole and regaining his entire power level once more. It was time to shift the tables. Spreading his legs and arms, arching all four and allowing the veins to pop from the numerous places on his body, Naroka screamed and roared deeply as his body expanded in size. A painful bellow escaping him as his power level increased rapidly, a good multiplier of four increasing his limits to the sky. Not only such, but his purple ki enveloped him once more, allowing him to charge enough ki for another attack. Backing away quickly, his speed was far pass Koramund, nearly becoming invisible! He circled his opponent numerous times before reappearing more than a couple of times to launch his fist deep into the Bio-Android's stomach, spine and possibly kick his jaw to bits. Had he failed to land any of his blows, he'd easily just follow up with one of his very own signature techniques. Landing far from Koramund and getting on all fours, knee on the ground while the other remain up and his hands hold the floor. Standing up quickly to reel and launch his arm forward to smash against Koramund a multitude of times before unleashing a ravenous final fist against the Arcosian mutant. Power Level at 21,517. Naroka's Hyper Extension Destruction is N1, using up 25% PL.
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Koramund
Archived
PL: 121,168
Bio Metabolize(x3)
Zeni: 2,003
Shoki: 7,708
Tag: @koramund
OOC Name: Saiyan, Namekian, Human
Posts: 694
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Post by Koramund on Nov 23, 2014 18:02:40 GMT
Koramund watched as he tossed off the weights, swelling up to a great size, and then coming for him. This was easy! Koramund spun, and then unleashed ANOTHER OSR! The energy barrage would protect him, and because Naroka was moving so fast, plus he was so big, and they were in the middle of a city street, Koramund's assault should have a very high hit chance ratio at this point. But then, the giant titan tried his signature attack, leaping and landing all fours, and he then tried to tackle him with a vicious onslaught. Koramund extended the range of his attack, attacking Naroka while he was doing his screech, but also shooting the ground in a angle so that when Koramund stopped the attack, he would cross his arms, and slide down a rock slide just as Naroka flew by. Koramund laughed, this was going to be exiting. He charged up his next move, hoping that it would scare Naroka from following him.
Obliteration Slaughter Rain (ORS) = 100% PL Koramund's PL: 6241
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Naroka
Rising Soul
Official Warrior Caste Master; PL: 55,459; Guardian Namek(x7): 388,213; Items:One-Use SpacePod, Heavy Weights 13864.25 | 97053.25, Level 1 Ship with Level 1 Gravity chamber; Zeni: 386
Tag: @manwithantenna
Posts: 220
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Post by Naroka on Nov 23, 2014 18:13:44 GMT
Another one? How frivolous. Didn't he know any other attacks or ws she just relying on an attack that could enable an easy win? Regardless, Naroka would simply have to brave it out. The onslaught attack blasting against his green skin and singing him, though the Namek simply guffawed and chuckled, swiping away any solo blasts from his sight. After tanking the beam, the Namek would use his intense speed to fake a dash for Koramund, going around in a burst of pure energy and speed to appear behind the Arcosian. His fists launching into the weaker life form's spine with haste a numerous amount of times before grasping tightly onto the aliens jugular, hoping to crush it enough for a fatal stun and enable another usage of his signature tech. Going to toss him down in close enough range to mercilessly pummel him into submission.
Power Level at 15,276.
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Koramund
Archived
PL: 121,168
Bio Metabolize(x3)
Zeni: 2,003
Shoki: 7,708
Tag: @koramund
OOC Name: Saiyan, Namekian, Human
Posts: 694
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Post by Koramund on Nov 23, 2014 18:31:42 GMT
Koramund had a damn plan, and it was a great one. Koramund took all the onslaughts, his spine shattering and a powerful combo smashing and beating him down. Koramund screamed in pain, and crumpled as the Great Namekian went onto all fours and charged again. The deadly combos were ripping Koramund apart, his arms torn off from the onslaught, and his body slumping down. Koramund looked to Naroka, his eyes glowing emerald green to his opposition, as blood came out of Koramund's body. He spoke to Naroka, "Come on, make me as weak as the normal person, and I submit. I will not surrender until I that much power left!" Even though the mutant lost his arms, and some of his chest, he was still up and fighting like a champ! He however was to weak to stand, so he simply knelled up, smiling to Naroka. But in secret, he had so little ki left that his two moves were nearly impossible to sense. 2 Abilities charging ( 1: 2nd turn charging, 2: 1st turn charging) 6241 - 5979 = 262 remaining PL
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Naroka
Rising Soul
Official Warrior Caste Master; PL: 55,459; Guardian Namek(x7): 388,213; Items:One-Use SpacePod, Heavy Weights 13864.25 | 97053.25, Level 1 Ship with Level 1 Gravity chamber; Zeni: 386
Tag: @manwithantenna
Posts: 220
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Post by Naroka on Nov 23, 2014 18:41:05 GMT
He was nearly defeated. Just another few blows and it was just about over for him. All the Namekian had to do was use another version of his attack and it was all over for the Arcosian. Though, it was how he handled defeat. The fact that he wanted to be taken down to the level of an average human being simply..baffled him at most. But, if that was what he wanted; who was Naroka to decline the request. He may as well have ended him in a manner of complexity and style. The Namek's body shifting once again, changing between a single form and then into a whole three men. His power level, while high, being divided once again among his tri-form. Swallowing a bit, Naroka moved away somewhat. Far enough that there was equal spacing between his clones and Koramund. All three of their left hands being reeled back the same and a golden ball of ki beginning to charge within it. It was best to be quick, Ukare dashing around Koramund's near dead husk. Becoming a mere haze of green and gold, as well hazel brown before he leapt up and soared above the arcosian. His golden sphere being crushed in his fist and then drilling his extended arm into the Arcosian.
5,092 among the trio. Simultaneous triple drill waging at least 70 PL among the three.
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Koramund
Archived
PL: 121,168
Bio Metabolize(x3)
Zeni: 2,003
Shoki: 7,708
Tag: @koramund
OOC Name: Saiyan, Namekian, Human
Posts: 694
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Post by Koramund on Nov 23, 2014 19:05:09 GMT
Koramund's eyes glowed, and the gambit was taken. Koramund was splintered three times, and flung into the air by this deadly attack, but then Naroka realized his mistake. Koramund screamed, and used.. Namekian regeneration?! His power level shot back up to full after the triple drill hit, and then the swarm of OSR hit. The three turns used to fund this move made this short range attack a solid dome that then closed in! Koramund had planned this all along, use his racial ability to heal then try to win in one fell swoop! Even if Naroka turned back into one, this attack would seal the battle and let him win! He yelled to his new rival Naroka, "En Taro Naroka my friend! En Taro Naroka..." Then they would see if this final attack would let him win this epic battle, in the middle of the ruined city. 2 Abilities charging ( 1 = Obliteration Slaughter Rain: 3nd turn charging = 300% PL / 20,811 PL) 2 = NAmekian Regeneration: 2nd turn charging = 100% PL regain)
6937 PL
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