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Post by Ginge on May 13, 2017 0:00:39 GMT
Ginge's PL: 6,068
Current PL: 3,034 (w/MW)
Gain Bonuses: Medium Weights (+50%), Dojo (+40%)
In the late evening hours, the Vegetan capitol still roared with life. The coming war with the Mazoku Dominion drew ever closer, and there was already rumor swimming around that they'd set their eyes on the recently-captured planet of Beppa. The streets bustled with activity, as citizens either stocked their homes with the food that they might need, or enlisted at the last moment to help fight in the battles to come.
Ginge, however, was readying herself in a different way. In the public gravity training building, dubbed The Dojo by some faceless superior, she practiced her art. The pounding of her fists against a heavy punching bag echoed throughout the large facility, and the rattling of its chain announced every kick she'd made. Like every good soldier, she wore the armor that signified ehr rank among the Empire's military, complete with heavier boots and wrist guards that were supposed to help her to grow stronger in an even shorter amount of time. Her scouter, however, lay on a nearby bench.
It was no use, though. With one final blow to the heavy bag, she held it still to catch her steady breath. She couldn't get rid of this sense of anxiety, or of the feeling that she still wasn't doing enough. She'd even turned up the artificial gravity in the grand chamber to twenty times normal, an act which had chased out many of the weaker Saiyans. It just wasn't enough for her, not now.
"Fuck it!" The young Saiyan woman exclaimed loudly to the empty room. If this much still wasn't enough, then there was something else she could do. With heavy steps underneath the artificially increased weight of her training gear, she retrieved her scouter from the nearby bench and affixed it to the side of her head. After a brief moment, the purple screen lit up, and she began to input the proper frequency that she'd needed.
Finally, she cleared her throat as the screen blinked to indicate that the connection had been secured.
"Majin Kaza," She spoke clearly with a forced, cocky authority, as she hoped to catch the purple woman's attention. "If you're not too scared after our last match, come meet me at the Dojo." An excited grin crossed her lips as she ended the transmission and removed her scouter once again. She had been thinking about their last spar for several days now, and she was finally going to get to fight that woman again. Why, the Saiyan was practically giddy over the fact, and even her tail swayed happily behind her as she returned the device to its place on the bench, then herself to the punching bag.
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Post by Majin Kaza on May 13, 2017 20:28:40 GMT
| Inherited Saiyan Blood |Kaza's PL: 180,798
Kaza's current PL: Suppressed
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| GAIN BONUSES: DOJO (+40%) x20 GRAV. (+20%) | | PL MULTIPLIERS: DAI MAJIN (x5/x9)
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Admittedly, it was kind of hard to work on her project with the streets being this busy. Sure, it was understandable why they were that way. With the war practically already being underway, it was good to notice that the SSE hasn't lost their touch for excitement. New recruits would chant and roar to the skies of their inevitable victory, and how they would ''Ram their fists up those green asses!'' with ferocity.
And Kaza was almost starting to think they'd lost their touch for war!
Yet, why was she so calm right now? Simply working on the schematics for a new build of Android? Was Kaza that confident in her ability to win, or did she have nothing better to do? Some last minute training would never hurt, of course, but did she really need it?
Her eyes lazily drifted toward the window, focussing on a group of young Saiyans with eager smiles, and weak energy signatures. One of them boasted his muscles, and bragged how he was gonna create a mountain of Mazoku skulls...Pathetic. They were the ones that needed training, if anything.
''...Thinking you're gonna be any help with that power...Ugh.'' Kaza sighed, turning her head back as she continued on her blueprints. All that arrogance, with nothing to actually warrant it...It was pretty infuriating, but it didn't matter. If they were eager to go to war, and die in combat for the sake of the Empire, they should be allowed to do so.
Suddenly, though, Kaza's scouter lit up with an announcement...
[Incoming message from: Ginge]
''...Oh, really now?'' Kaza snickered, already having a vague feeling what the message would be about. With a tap of a button, Ginge's recorded message was played to Kaza, before the Scouter shut itself off once more. Kaza grinned, smacking her pencil down onto her workbench eagerly. ''Ppffht- scared, as if...! This'll be fun!'' She told herself in an amused tone. Recalling their last battle, Kaza did promise that she'd show her TRUE power to the Saiyan...
It was time to show her what a capable soldier like Kaza was truly capable of.
About a minute of five or so later, Kaza arrived at the Dojo located near the outskirts of the Cacumber Capitol. The dull noises of repeated smacks could faintly be heard from the outside, and brought a smile to Kaza's face. She really did seem to be a dedicated soldier, which was good! With a heavy, dramatic push, the doors of the Dojo swung open, bringing with them a gust of air. ''Eager for round two, ain't we, Ginge!?'' Kaza announced happily as she stepped in. The Majin immediately noted that the Gravity Machine was doing it's work as well, only making Kaza believe more and more that her opponent was a hard-working soldier.
Stepping further into the Dojo, Kaza rolled her neck and set her eyes on her opponent. It seems she had gotten a tad stronger since their last bout! ''Got stronger did'ya now? Nice, glad to know our little spar wasn't useless!'' Kaza laughed- the challenge she had received really got her into a good mood. She cracked a confident smile, eyes fired up with that good ol' Saiyan fighting spirit!
''So, what do you say we make things more intense this time?''
TAGS: Ginge
OOC NOTES: And we're back 
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Post by Ginge on May 13, 2017 22:50:42 GMT
Ginge's PL: 6,068
Current PL: 3,034
She wasn't made to wait very long, as the sound of the door opening behind her let the Saiyan woman know that her opponent had arrived. With absolutely no success in hiding her excited smirk, she held the punching bag until it'd become still. She wrung her hands a few times while turning to address the smaller woman, but couldn't quite get rid of the tingling sensation that'd been caused by the combination of artificial gravity and her training gear.
"Every day, it seems." Ginge chuckled while she wiped the sweat from her brow onto the back of her hand. Her gut had told her that it was all because of her spar with the majin just a few days prior that she'd grown in such a short amount of time, but she felt that it went without saying. No, it was the very reason that they were here. Training by herself just didn't do anything anymore, not in the way that sparring had.
"More intense?" She nearly giggled with glee at the woman's proposition. Her tail was twitching in anticipation, and it was only due to the heavy weight of her boots that she walked to the center of the large room as slowly as she did. "What do you have in mind? I'm already wearing weighted clothes, and the gravity is twice what it was last time." Needless to say, she was ready to agree to just about anything, so long as it got her a proper sparring partner for tonight.
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Post by Majin Kaza on May 14, 2017 12:29:06 GMT
| Inherited Saiyan Blood |Kaza's PL: 180,798
Kaza's current PL: 9,000 [Ki Setting]
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| GAIN BONUSES: DOJO (+40%) x20 GRAV. (+20%) | | PL MULTIPLIERS: DAI MAJIN (x5/x9) |
From the looks of things, Kaza's Saiyan adversary already seemed to be working herself to the bone. While she felt like mocking the fact that she was growing tired at such easy training excercises, she couldn't really bring herself to do it. Hell, at least Ginge was still working to better herself in times like these! Most of the Soldiers were too busy getting drunk!
Arrogance was fine, but hell- Kaza knew what they were up against...Xylo was not to be underestimated, that was certain.
Ginge parroted Kaza's proposition, and went on to say that she was already quite 'intense' enough as is. But training could never be intense enough! The only thing where you SHOULD draw the line, is death! Kaza smiled amusedly in response, knowing she went too easy on Ginge the last time they sparred. This time would be much different.
''Well,'' Kaza began, folding her arms arrogantly. ''Remember when I promised I'd show you my real strength?'' Her words nearly made herself laugh, especially when Kaza did the math regarding their last battle! When she said it was pathetic how much she had been holding back, she wasn't kidding!
''Let's make it interesting...I'm gonna slowly show more and more of my true strength- if you can last long enough for me to show all of it, you win.'' Kaza proposed to her Saiyan opponent. If her time spent around Saiyans told her anything it was that they'd have a hard time refusing an offer like that.
Kaza grinned in anticipation, freeing her arms as she breathed in. The smallest portion of her strength was drawn out in result.
[Ki Set to: 9,000]
The Majin kept a close eye on Ginge's face as she raised a single finger, presenting it toward the Saiyan. ''This is one percent of my full power. Let that sink in for a bit...Still eager to fight?'' Kaza teased her challenger, chuckling amusedly as she crouched down into her fighting stance. She already knew what the anwser would be. Ginge sure as hell was a feisty one, and Kaza wouldn't accept her tossing in the towel this early on. After all, the people she would fight on the battlefield were going to be much, MUCH stronger than what Kaza was showing.
Kaza beckoned her opponent toward her with a hand, the faintest of purple auras building up around her. ''Come on now, whenever you're ready!'' She called out toward Ginge, eagerly awaiting her to kick things off!
TAGS: Ginge
OOC NOTES:
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Post by Ginge on May 14, 2017 22:33:05 GMT
Ginge's PL: 6,068
Current PL: 3,034
On some level, Ginge was glad to see the amused look on the majin woman's face. If their last meeting had been any indication, then they were more alike than she would've ever admitted just a few days earlier. It told her a few important things, all confirmed as the majin brought up her promise of showing off her full power the last time that they'd sparred.
The Saiyan woman only grew more anxious as her opponent proposed a simple, loose rule for their match: as they fought, she would unleash her power slowly. Then, the scouter she'd left on the bench began to beep loudly, continuing for several seconds before the small device realized that nobody was going to turn it off. Just as the noise was becoming obnoxious, it ceased of its own accord, and a number appeared on the opposite wall, where the artificial gravity's intensity was usually set.
[9,000 PL]
How convenient.
Ginge's excitement only grew, as she bared her teeth with a smile that screamed how ready for the fight she truly was. Though she couldn't physically show any more glee when the purple woman boasted of how she was only showing so little of her power, the Saiyan woman's heart skipped a beat. Yes, she thought with an unbridled readiness. This mix of instinctive fear... excitement... This was what she needed to satisfy herself. Playing it safe just wasn't...
... fun.
"Always." The Saiyan woman nearly laughed with glee, as she raised her guard and slipped into her own fighting stance. Just as Kaza's body was beginning to shine with a purple aura, so too did hers become engulfed in a lush burgundy coat of energy.
As soon as her opponent had beckoned for her to start, Ginge shot across the empty space between them, leaving a trail of radiant energy behind her as she approached. In the blink of an eye, she was upon the majin woman, and threw a quick right jab, followed by a left, then more rights as she tested both her own newly gained power and her opponent's reflexes.
Tags: Majin Kaza OOC: Don't disappoint the poor girl, now.
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Post by Majin Kaza on May 16, 2017 16:21:15 GMT
| Inherited Saiyan Blood |Kaza's PL: 180,798
Kaza's current PL: 18,000 [Ki Setting] |
| GAIN BONUSES: DOJO (+40%) x20 GRAV. (+20%) | | PL MULTIPLIERS: DAI MAJIN (x5/x9) |
The excitement and eagerness that was shown on Ginge's face had directly reflected off of Kaza. It was good to see a young, somewhat weak soldiers like her still be eager to grow and do battle. Even when faced with someone as strong as Kaza, Ginge didn't show any signs of doubt or anxiety...And Kaza loved everything about it!
THIS is what the Empire needed- more people like her! They had no use for the overly-arrogant, or the cowardly weaklings...What they needed were more soldiers like Ginge. Ones who showed no fear when faced with true strength, and still wanted to fight despite being outclassed.
Kaza approved of her attitude. Although...Her opinion wasn't certain yet. They had yet to actually come to trading blows. This battle was either going to prove Ginge as a worthy, brave Soldier, or as a complete and utter weakling. A true test to show her what a REAL battle looked like!
Would she continue to fight against impossible odds, or give up midway and succumb to her own weakness?
''I won't go easy on you this time.'' Kaza said in a low tone just before her opponent shot forward. The air infront of Kaza distorted and fired up in a Burgundy hue as Ginge shot through it. As the Saiyan closed the distance, their aura's mixed and fought for control- Kaza's purple hue quickly overpowering the Violet mix they had created, as Ginge's fists desperately flew at Kaza.
It took the Majin little effort to dodge the attacks, simply bobbing her head back and forth to let Ginge's jabs whizz by her face. The final one, she caught with her own hand, as if she effortlessly snagged a bullet out of the air. It was obvious who the faster of the two was, sadly. With an insultingly calm look on her face, Kaza would grip tighter and tighter- trying to enjoy the sound of nearly-broken bones and cries of pain. ''Do you always fly at your opponent without thinking? What were you expecting to happen...?! Use your head!'' Kaza scoffed at the Saiyan as her gaze intensified. If Ginge continued to disregard strategy, this battle was going to be over much quicker than Kaza imagined. Kaza's aura suddenly began to grow even larger, the mystical whizz of the power she was emanating echoing through the chamber ominously!
''TWO PERCENT!''
With sheer brutality, Kaza's knee screeched through the air with concerning amounts of power, attempting to crash straight into Ginge's jaw and send her flying!
Ki setting used again! Kaza's PL has been set to 18,000!
TAGS: Ginge
OOC NOTES: You're gonna have to try harder than that!
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Post by Ginge on May 16, 2017 20:35:12 GMT
Ginge's PL: 6,068
Current PL: 3,034
Much to the Saiyan's chagrin, Kaza had evaded her jabs more easily than she'd have guessed. The last blow, however, had been caught, and it was all that she could do to grit her teeth as the purple woman squeezed her hand with an impossible amount of strength. She could feel the tendons straining, and the bones threatening to crumble to dust underneath the massive weight of her opponent's hand as the pressure gradually grew.
Then, her mouth opened and let loose a brief cry of pain. She had clearly hit her limit, as even a Saiyan had a finite tolerance for torment. The smaller woman's words range true; she had charged in without much thought, as usual. It was how she'd always done things, and it'd worked out for her well enough in missions. Obviously, that wouldn't be the case here.
Ginge's thoughts were quickly interrupted by a motion around her opponent's leg, and she attempted to roll back with the kick to lessen its severity. Unfortunately, she wasn't quite sure if her move had worked, as the knee connecting with her law with an extraordinarily loud crack still hurt far worse than anything that the majin had done to her the last time that they'd fought. With her hand finally released, she found herself sailing through the air like a bullet, deafened by the wind and her reeling head as the wall grew closer and closer...
The Saiyan woman came to a stop just before she'd hit the wall of their arena, however. As she grit her teeth against the pain wracking her jaw and hand, a great, instinctive expulsion of ki brought her to a sudden halt, and she remained suspended in the air for a few seconds before dropping to the ground with a pained grunt. Any other time, and she would've been excited to have finally flown, but that was the least of her concerns at the moment. A little unsteady on her feet for the first few moments, she stood and turned to face her opponent. The crimson streak that decorated her chin was testament to how hard the kick had been.
"Is that all? I've seen lizards hit harder than that!" Ginge taunted the much stronger majin, perhaps a bit unwisely. For a moment, she wrung her hand time and again, the bones making a progressively more quiet crackling noise as she did. Lucky for her, nothing had seemed to be broken, and a little pain wasn't going to stop her any time soon. She hadn't bothered to glance at the screen to see how much higher the woman's battle power had risen. She felt that she didn't need to at this point.
As she brought her guard back into place, the soldier's burgundy aura flared back to life around her. As much as she hated to admit it, the majin was right, and she needed to think. What could she do to keep her opponent on her toes, rather than the other way around?
Okay, so thinking was difficult after a kick like that. What else could she do?
Seconds after she'd landed, Ginge smiled through her bloodied jaw and charged at the majin once more. Even if she could think of something unpredictable, she doubted that she could move fast enough to throw her opponent off, so what was the point? So, instead, she simply charged, perhaps unintentionally listing a little to the left, and filled her fist with ki. Just as she was upon the purple woman, she threw her powerful right hook...
... only to realize that her depth perception had been thrown off, as well. As her fist swung through open air, frustration and anger filled the Saiyan woman, and she discharged the energy that'd been built up, regardless. Without warning, an orb of burgundy energy flew across the short distance between them, aimed for the majin's cheek.
The young woman's face lit up with recognition, and she smiled with a mixture of glee and horrible intent. Changing direction, she quickly began to hop in a small circle around the majin, keeping herself just out of reach while sending more ki flying with every punch into the empty air.
Ginge has learned Flight and Basic Energy Blasts! Tags: Majin Kaza OOC: This is quickly becoming a comedy.
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Post by Majin Kaza on May 17, 2017 16:46:44 GMT
| Inherited Saiyan Blood |Kaza's PL: 180,798
Kaza's current PL: 45,000 [Ki Setting] |
| GAIN BONUSES: DOJO (+40%) x20 GRAV. (+20%) | | PL MULTIPLIERS: DAI MAJIN (x5/x9) |
Her knee flew with intense ferocity, the satisfying crack of Ginge's jaw echoed through the Dojo as she flew off. Kaza stood back as the Saiyan flung through the air like a ragdoll, simply enjoying the sight with a snarky grin.
Her curiosity piqued when Ginge suddenly stopped, though. Her aura flourished, and the Saiyan paused mid-air, able to resist the force at which Kaza had thrown her. ''...Oh?'' Kaza folded her arms. The Saiyan was...Flying? Kaza couldn't recall Ginge actually utilizing flight the last time they sparred. Was it that she JUST learned how to do it, or did she simply refuse using it until now?
She was starting to grow more interesting by the second!
Kaza snickered to herself as Ginge landed. The crimson streak of blood flowing down her chin was an oddly pleasant sight, and it didn't seem like her entire face had been re-arranged from one blow. She even continued to taunt her after a disgustingly painful smack like that! She laughed amusedly as she quickly replied ''Do I gotta remind you who the stronger one is here?!''
The Majin opened her arms and spread them out, practically inviting the Saiyan to come at her once more. ''Or did I kick you so hard that you're starting to become delusional?'' Kaza teased once more, awaiting Ginge to act again. She was curious to see if her opponent would try the same reckless strategy once more...
And at first, it seemed Kaza was completely right to predict it. Ginge simply dashed forward once more, aura flaring up as she charged toward Kaza. Yet then, much to her surprise, an energy blast was flung right at her! Her eyes widened in disbelief before she smacked away the blast with a swift backhand. Smoke rose up from her arm, which was singed and lightly burned from the impact.
Kaza could've sworn that this was the first time she'd seen Ginge do anything like this...Was this another trick she only just now picked up? Or was she finally starting to take their battle seriously?
The Saiyan quickly circled around her, sending a barrage of energy blasts toward Kaza. The Majin smiled curiously, holding up her arms to guard against the barrage, constantly turning to face Ginge. ''Hahaha yeah, yeah! That's MUCH better!'' Kaza yelled excitedly. The barrage of Ginge's destructive energy crashed against Kaza's forearms mercilessly, it actually began to hurt somewhat! Kaza could feel her gooey, Majin flesh beginning to sear and melt under the relentless barrage...And eventually, Kaza had enough.
Time to put her back in her place.
''Try and keep up!'' Kaza shouted before letting out a brief grunt. With it, she opened her arms, and her purple aura fired up around her once more, consuming the remaining energy blasts Ginge had thrown!
''FIVE PERCENT!''
Even more intense than before, the Majin released more of her full strength, and her power level increased dramatically!
In the blink of an eye, Kaza would fade from sight, moving at speeds that couldn't even be seen by the usual low-class schmuck. If Ginge was even able to see her movements, she'd notice Kaza dash right infront of her, arm cocked back with a wicked smile!
Her fist blasted forward with intense strength and speed, as a bullet that was released from its chamber! Her other arm soon followed, attempting to constantly ram her fists into Ginge relentlessly! If Ginge wasn't able to dodge or react, her fists would crash into Ginge like a machinegun, each punch bringing with it a thunderous boom, as if millions of firecrackers suddenly went off!
Ki Setting used AGAIN! Kaza's PL has been set to 45,000
TAGS: Ginge
OOC NOTES: NO MERCY
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Post by Ginge on May 17, 2017 23:35:12 GMT
Ginge's PL: 6,068
Current PL: 3,034
For just a few moments, the Saiyan woman had begun to think that she could win their fight. The majin was keeping up enough to turn with her, but every bolt of energy that'd landed only burned her arms worse. In the heat of the moment, she'd even forgotten about the pain in her hand and jaw, and focused only on the exhilarating feeling of power -her own power- leaving her fists at such speeds. It was...
It was fantastic!
However, her faint moment of glory was proven to be just that, faint and temporary, as her opponent overpowered her blasts with sheer, brute force. The smaller woman's purple aura widened and grew, devouring every burgundy bolt that attempted in vain to penetrate it. In light of it all, her dark eyes shined brightly with excitement, even as the ignored numbers on the far screen explained just how outclassed that she truly was.
Ginge couldn't see when her opponent had moved, but she felt it. Again and again, memories of Arila returned to her with thunderous booms, and the pain of Kaza's blows wracked her body like the unrelenting rampage of an Oozaru. The first had landed solidly against her breast, shattering the armor that she wore like paper mache, then the others followed in quick pursuit. What must've been barely seconds felt like years, until she'd recovered from her pained shock and managed to react in the only way that she could.
As the majin's assault continued, the image of the Saiyan woman faded into obscurity, and she reappeared only a few short feet away. Bracing one knee with her palm, she gasped for every breath through what were undoubtedly broken ribs. The other arm hung nigh uselessly, swelling and colored purple and bent at an odd angle after an unwise attempt to block her opponent's blows, and her armor, likewise, hung just barely in shredded and shattered tatters around her.
As her tail hung nearly limply behind her, she reached up with her one good arm and tore the ruined armor from herself. The black, sleeveless spandex underneath had even been torn, but she couldn't have cared any less. Smiling a wide-toothed grin, she spat a large amount of blood onto the floor and did her best to raise her arm back into place for them to continue.
"Well?" She asked nothing in particular, just as her tail rose and wrapped itself pitifully around her waist again. "I'm... waiting..." Even something so simple as breathing was painful, let alone trying to speak. Still, she refused to admit defeat. If she was going to lose, then she was going to do it standing.
Ginge used Afterimage! It wasn't very effective... KP: 2/3 Tags: Majin Kaza
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Post by Majin Kaza on May 18, 2017 14:55:09 GMT
| Inherited Saiyan Blood |Kaza's PL: 180,798
Kaza's current PL: 135,000 [Ki Setting] |
| GAIN BONUSES: DOJO (+40%) x20 GRAV. (+20%) | | PL MULTIPLIERS: DAI MAJIN (x5/x9)
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Kaza could feel Ginge's armor and bones break under the force of her attack, mercilessly shattering the young Saiyan's body. The Majin had only released a measly five percent of her full power, yet it seemed that Ginge really didn't stand a chance against her, even when she was still holding back this much. Kaza was simply too powerful...
But suddenly, her punches started phasing right through her!
''Afterimage...!?'' She let out surprisedly, quickly halting her attack!
The Majin was pleasantly surprised that she was still able to use the Afterimage technique against someone THAT much quicker than her! With Ginge's afterimage quickly fading from existance, Kaza smiled, proud that Ginge wasn't knocked out cold yet, and had enough energy left to dodge her assault. Looking up at her, though...She was in pretty bad shape. Broken arm, broken ribs, bloodied face, smashed armor...How the hell was she still conscious?!
Kaza couldn't help but smile and nod excitedly at her opponent, truly surprised that she was still trying to fight her! ''Man, I gotta be honest, the fact that you're still standing after that, let alone BREATHING, is pretty fucking hardcore!'' Kaza complimented her in an excited tone. She sighed out, honestly feeling somewhat tired after the relentless onslaught she unleashed on Ginge. ''The Empire could really use more people like you! Most would just give up, or drop dead after that attack, but not you!'' Kaza continued, clapping her hands together with surprisingly heavy breaths.
''You've got my respect, Ginge. Ready for more?'' Her smile morphed from one of respect into one of vile intentions. Her eyes lowered ominously, and lit up with a dark, dark energy.
Kaza's vile, purple aura started forming around her once more. Circling and waving around her body as if millions of wispful ghosts were swallowing her in an ominous hurricane! Her aura let out a bellowing, mystical roar before suddenly fading, revealing an even more powerful Kaza.
''Fifteen percent.''
Her power level had increased so much that it exceeded the hundred-thousands! Briefly, Kaza wondered if what she was doing was really all that wise...If she wasn't careful, this much strength could easily tear Ginge apart. Kaza REALLY didn't want to accidentally kill her challenger, as she truly saw potential in her. If Ginge was going to keep up this brutal training, she could easily become Kaza's equal in the near future.
Now though, it was obvious who of the two was superior.
With a brief roar, Kaza thrusted both of her arms forward. A dumb decision, considering the amount of distance between them. However, Kaza's elastic body made it so that she could stretch out her limbs indefinitely! The Majin's stretchy arms attempted to slam down onto the Saiyan's body from above, tight fists aimed Ginge's shoulders with the intent to break them!
If that wasn't enough, though, Kaza sprouted two extra arms from her back which did the exact same thing! The extra arms traveled through the air at intense speeds, both coming in hot with a wide, sweeping motion, attempting to sandwich her opponent in the middle by crushing her sides!
The Officer grinned curiously, eager to see how her opponent would react to being attacked at four angles at the same time!
Ki setting used again! Kaza's PL has been set to 135,00!
[UT1]Visnu Majin used! Kaza gets two extra arms!
TAGS: Ginge
OOC NOTES: You're keeping up nicely! 
Let's see how you handle this!
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Post by Ginge on May 18, 2017 22:53:57 GMT
Ginge's PL: 6,068
Current PL: 3,034
A faint, agonizing laugh escaped the young and broken woman's bloodied mouth. If anything, compliments from someone that she was fighting weren't something that she was used to. She'd heard far more slurs and curses from people when she'd refused to back down, or threats of every sort. This was... new. It was good, in a way, but definitely strange and very new.
Ginge nodded only slightly in response to the majin's question if she could handle more. Of course, is what she wanted to retort, but the innards of the great facility were beginning to blur, and she couldn't so much as make out her opponent from within her aura, even from so few feet away. Her sorry state was pitiful, truly, but if this was what she'd needed to do to grow any stronger, then she was glad to suffer. She just wished that it'd have tasted a little less bitter.
As Kaza's aura leapt ever higher into the space above them, the Saiyan woman bore down and prepared for the coming attack that might very well have broken her for good. With a great and excruciating amount of pain, her body reacted nearly out of reflex as something shot up from the purple woman, and crashed down on the single arm she'd been able to raise to defend. If it had been possible to feel any more pain at the moment, she'd surely have gone insane. However, instinct and pride were funny that way, the Saiyan felt as the urge to retaliate -and even to win!- built up inside of her.
Meager as it was, the woman's burgundy aura came to life once more around her, as she began to charge a devastating amount of power and killing intent in the one place that she could still feel: her mouth. A dim light shown as energy built between her open jaws-
Whatever had happened next, it wasn't what she'd intended. Two very heavy, and very quick weights struck her in either undefended side, causing the building energy to be replaced with a congratulatory amount of bile and blood. For just a few moments, she collapsed to her knees and retched, the pain wracking her body growing with every violent motion, then the Saiyan finally hit the ground with a heavy thud. With incredibly shallow breaths and the smell of her own bodily fluids surrounding her, she fought for only a second more before the darkness of unconsciousness washed over her.
Tags: Majin Kaza OOC: And with that, Ginge is down.
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Post by Majin Kaza on May 18, 2017 23:40:19 GMT
| Inherited Saiyan Blood |Kaza's PL: 180,798
Kaza's current PL: Suppressed |
| GAIN BONUSES: DOJO (+40%) x20 GRAV. (+20%) | | PL MULTIPLIERS: DAI MAJIN (x5/x9) |
Her mighty swings were quite obviously much too powerful and quick for her poor opponent to even process. Ginge most likely never even saw it coming, as the power Kaza displayed was way beyond the Saiyan's reckoning. Destructively, Kaza's stretchy arms crashed into her challenger's body like wrecking balls, crushing the underdog under the sheer pressure and weight behind it all.
She tried to counter, and still fight...But to no avail. Silently, Ginge dropped to the floor as Kaza retracted her arms, knocked out cold. The ground was covered in her blood and stomach bile, and some of it even got onto Kaza's hands and arms.
''...Oh, fuck-...Is she dead...?'' Kaza muttered under her own breath, eyes widening as she came to realize just how much she had broken Ginge. Quickly, Kaza huddled over to the Gravity controls and cranked the switch back to zero. With a dying whirr, the intensified gravity faded, and the Dojo returned to it's natural lighting.
The Majin hastily went up to the Saiyan and placed a palm on her mangled chest. Did she feel a pulse? Yes, but it was very faint...And so was her energy signature. Ginge hadn't died. Not today, at least. ''Damn...Sturdy fucker, ain't ya?'' Kaza mumbled toward the unconscious body, smiling to herself.
Ginge, although weak, had proven herself to be a true Saiyan. An unquenchable thirst for battle, and the will to never give up, even when faced with the greatest of dangers. She had some serious balls to continuously lash out at Kaza, even when outclassed that badly.
What she felt was something new...Pride, but in someone else.
''Let's get you patched up, before you bleed out on me...'' Kaza muttered, digging Ginge's mangled body off of the ground and carrying her toward the Dojo's doors, which she promptly kicked open, as her hands were occupied.
Taking to the skies, Kaza hurried somewhat to find the closest Saiyan Hospital she could locate. What happened to Ginge wasn't uncommon, as many Saiyan got terribly injured during their brutal training routines. Luckily, technology had found a way to help this, in the form of rejuvenation tanks.
It wouldn't take long for Kaza to locate one of the SSE's many infirmary's, a gigantic, white building with a whopping seven floors. As Kaza touched down whilst carrying her Saiyan comrade, many fellow soldiers, and some auxiliary corps members stared at Kaza in slight disbelief. Not paying them any attention, Kaza kicked open the door to the hospital, and was instantly met by a young Saiyan woman.
''Oh dear...What happened to this one?'' She asked, examining Ginge's wounds to the best of her abilities. ''This one's name is Ginge, training got a bit too rough, but she's alive.'' Kaza explained. ''We'll put her inside of a rejuvenation tank. It's good you were quick, those injuries look serious...'' The Doctor replied, pressing a button on a pager she held. Down the hallway, two assistants huddled into the lobby with a stretcher, arriving sooner than expected.
With a brief sigh, Kaza helped the broken-down Saiyan onto the stretcher, and gave her one final look before she was taken away. ''...Nice fight.'' She muttered silently, a half-smile forming on her face. Kaza was eager to see how much stronger she would become in the future...She had potential, that much was certain.
''Thanks, by the way.'' The Majin quickly thanked the Doctor for her time with a brief nod, and exited the building once more. Once outside, she sighed to herself, and lazily drifted into the skies once more, back toward her crummy apartment in the Upper Districts...
Exiting thread! Requesting PL!
TAGS: Ginge
OOC NOTES: Uh, woops?
We'll get you patched up though, no problemo.
(The rejuvenation tanks are purely for flavor! Not actually using one mechanically!)
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Shemha
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Post by Shemha on May 19, 2017 2:12:25 GMT
Ginge WC 2608 - 6468 PL earned. New Total - 21,118! Majin Kaza WC 3125- 6906 PL earned. New Total - 187,704! Glad to see peeps using the dojo.
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