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Post by Jax Punchlust on Nov 8, 2017 20:21:28 GMT
CURRENT POWER LEVEL: 41,747 ALLIES: Lil' John (Power Level: 100,000) DeathBlowZ (Power Level: 50,000)
MULTIPLIERS: None
It was always important when meeting new people to make a grand and proper entrance. It was one of the first steps that Jax's father had taught him, as in fighting and life itself, those few moments will determine how the world sees and approaches you. What his father however didn't do much in teaching was how to make a proper introduction after blasting through countless large buildings that seem very important in a society's structure with one's spaceship, how to communicate with people that the crash was a mistake because you didn't know how to pilot since your space ship was made out of card board, and how to even communicate with them because this was an alien planet. Undeterred however, Jax began readying his showman skills and doing his warm-up practices he used to to do for his acting gigs, grabbing some notecards he had prepared while on the way to the planet.
"I hope you realize this is a terrible idea, you know. I don't support this in any manner."
Lil' John stood after his enormous nap, placing his top hat on his head after waking what Jax had thought was John's hibernation;because John was a bear and Jax only sort of had an idea of what hibernation was. Kind of. John himself had been trying to convince Jax that the plan he had come up during the ride (which should be noted Jax said he was "inspired" by one of the articles in "Earth Weekly Entertainment" magazines he had lying around the ship about a cult that use to worship long dead televised celebrities) was not one that should be followed through. After all, Jax wasn't that great of a planner, he best successes in life came when following scripts of others. John tried to get help from the other member of their rag-tag gang, but throughout the entire ride DeathBlowZ hadn't made a single comment, staying still with his arms crossed and his foot placed backwards as if he was trying to impress some invisible audience.
"I'm telling you, they're gonna love it. New audiences always love their first exposure to the Jax man."
"Just stick to the notes I gave you then."
Jax responded with a grin that couldn't inspire hope in even the most foolish of men, his added thumbs up only failing at encouraging more so.
"Let's meet the people!"
Kicking the door down of their cardboard craft and sliding slightly down a ramp made out of the wreckage of an unforunate building that happened to be standing in their way, Jax began letting out hollers and loud "woos!", followed by his dance moves that can only be described as the analogy of "the sort of moves you expect a mother to make when finding a great coupon deal in the grocery store". The unlucky auidence to this sight were the Kontasians, gathered to witness the strangers that seemingly launched an attack on their planet. Lines of guards were ready, but they were too shocked by the man drabbed in purple to even properly respond. A tap on the shoulder by the claw of his bear butler siginaled to Jax that he may be overplaying his hand, if his facial expression pleaing him to stop wasn't even more of an indictation. After sepping back for a moment and adjusted his outfit to brushed off dirt and grim of the crash, Jax stepped foward to adress the people of this new planet, his notecards in hand.
"Hello, citizens. I do not know if you can understand me, but I am Jax Punchlust, superstar from beyond the stars. I am protector of all life, and I have..er...well sort of tried to defend it." He pointed to the massive wreckage behind him, the piles of destoryed building looking as if it would reach higher then the sky itself. "We're sorry about all that too, honest accident and all that. And er...ahem." Jax looked nervelously up from the cards, hoping this next gambit of his would pay off.
"I am this planet's reincarnated protector, and god, and king...and...and yeah. I'm the groovy one, baby." DeathBlowZ let out a pronounced snicker, which earned him the glare of the former children's television star. Returning to his speech, Jax tried to sell the people on his plan. If he could convience him he was their god, or king, or whatever, John and him could have a new home and live as royalty. Plus, Jax would make a great leader, they'd be lucky to have him. Here he could lead a planet into greatness, and not be held back like he was on his home planet. "I know it may be confusing, but I am here from the ancient prophecy. Me and my fellow god, John of the hairy build, are here to help you. For, yes, I am the one and true god of you all!"
The loud bickering and boos amoung the people communicated that they at least were able to understand him.
"If there are any challengers to me bringing in a new age of groove, speak up and face me and to test my holy blood. Otherwise, like, I think I take this planet over or something? Anyways, come on love children...bring it on!"
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Post by Gira on Nov 8, 2017 20:34:25 GMT
Thread PL: 134 180
Heavy Weights equipped! Active PL: 33 545
Gira had just landed her ship about ten miles north of Jax's location. She had heard of some strange, groovy conqueror attempting to claim the planet by saying he was some kind of reincarnated god or something. Someone violating planetary sovereignty kind of irked her, so Gira took it upon herself to show up and take care of the issue. She waited up in the sky, hiding her energy from the invader and waiting for him to finish his speech. The hybrid wasn't one to ruin one's self-indulgent moments, and this guy didn't seem like much of a threat. At least he wasn't wantonly murdering people. That being the case, she would let him finish. As Jax finished his speech, Gira descended from the sky and made herself known to the man. Once she got close enough to get a good look at him, she noticed that he looked vaguely familiar. That was when she remembered. "Hey, I know you..." He was one of the people who signed up for the Real Steel Tournament awhile ago. "You signed up for that tournament with me. You were... an interesting guy. I didn't really take you for the planetary conquest type, but I guess people can surprise you." The hybrid paused for a moment before sighing. "Look, it's really not cool to lie to these people and say you're a god. I read they're pretty superstitious, so they might actually believe you." She grinned awkwardly at Jax. "Uh, so yeah, might wanna come clean before someone starts a cult in your honor or something. I know you're better than that." Gira crossed her arms and looked straight ahead at Jax. While she technically couldn't know for sure that Jax was lying, he simply had to be. Him? A god? She wasn't aware of any god dressed, talked, or acted like Jax did.
Gira descends! KP: 3/3
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Post by Jax Punchlust on Nov 8, 2017 20:48:34 GMT
Jax was sure that this would everything he had been waiting for. After all the stress, all the trouble, this would finally be an easy win. He would convince these people of his "right to rule" or whatever, and then be the rest leader possible and help them through whatever trouble they went through. Or it would of been if it wasn't for the annoying stranger claiming to know him from one of his many kooky ventures, and throwing dangerous claims at him to ruin his story. This was a problem he was not prepared for, especially because how the heck, no, why the heck would anyone be on this far-away nothing planet in the first place? This was a moment that called for Jax's actual best skill; acting and entertaining an audience.
"Uh, sorry bud. I am like, totally the god of groovatude." He tried hiding the sweat forming quickly, the stress he started to gain after looking the skeptical response from his would-be audience. "Because...er..."
"Because in the end, how can one disprove the claim of one's godhood, truly? There are so many way to read the meaning of one being a god, and what it means in modern society. Jax here, is just...er...a new interpretation of the claim!" John hesitantly jumped to Jax's aid, speaking loudly from behind him. Jax was not sticking to his notes one bit. Still, he was devoted to helping his friend, even in this madcap plan of his. It certainly wasn't the strangest situation he was forced into, and he knew that if given the power to lead Jax would maybe do a good job at it. John looked at the masked man beside him for support, but even through the mask he could read BlowZ's shit-eating grin at their uncomfortable and likely failed attempts.
The audience began fighting amongst itself of what to make of the claim, some saying they thought this was utter ridiculousness and others saying they did miss the old cult days of when some weird alien guy was leading them. Some were confused what a "groove" even was. Opinions were polarized, to say the least. But Jax if anything, knew how to win over a crowd.
"Come on everybody, I'm here to help. This isn't a take-over, this is just a unplanned change of leadership. Some may stand in my way, but I just want a chance to prove myself to you all and be the best funkalicous god king man for you all! If anyone has a legit challenge that I'll take it head-on, because that's the type of guy the Jax Ma-I mean GOD Man is!"
Jax put up a peace sign, letting his tongue dangle out to exclude a joyful energy in a moment of improv. Whether this attempt to gain their trust would work was to be seen, but if anything, at least he was giving it his all.
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Post by Pota on Nov 8, 2017 21:11:24 GMT
Heavyweights Active PL: 30,282 Heavyweights PL:7571 Pota's Space pod came screaming into orbit as it landed nearly on top of Gira give or take a few feet or so luckily not landing on anyone else for that matter. The pod's door would open up with a hiss and a gruff robotic voice would sound on the pod's audio system. " we have arrived on planet Konats captain Pota do you have any further orders for me Sir!!" As the dust settled one would see a figure step out of the pod with a stagger. He was wearing a a green gi with a black undershirt, face mask, boots, and gloves, along with a green and black highlighted visored helmet. Most people here would not recognize him with the exception of Gira who would know that this man was none other than her sidekick and hero protegee Pota or "The Great Monkey Man!" The young Saiyan lifted his hand to wear his mouth was hidden under his face mask in a thankfully successful attempt not to barf before answering his pod's AI.
"I require a Tylenol...HURMF!!" Pota held back another barf his ship's AI was great and all but he had been a little...Enthusiastic with his flying. No sooner had Pota asked for a Tylenol that his ship's AI extended a robotic appendage and offered him one with a glass of water. Pota looked at his pod with a comically stoic look hidden beneath his hero costume's helmet and face mask. "Joke Sarge...It was a joke." Pota straightened up and looked over at Gira. "Hey Gira I see you got my message. How's it going?" He would say giving her a casual wave as if he hadn't nearly crushed her.
Pota then noticed the man from the news feed that he had seen before coming here. 'Oh no I'm acting out of character in front of a villain!' He thought to himself to his own dismay before striking a pose hopping on one leg and thrusting his palm forward towards Jax. "Halt evil doer!! This planet and it's people do not belong to you! Cease your nefarious deeds at once for I am the Great Monkey Man!! Defender of the good people of this universe!!" He would declare in a heroically cheesy voice hoping back on both feet crouching and striking another pose with his hand placed on his helmet as if he had two rabbit ears while his tail swung casually back and forth behind his back just barely being visible behind his head.
THE GREAT MONKEY MAN IS HERE NO NEED TO FEAR!!
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Post by Gekido on Nov 8, 2017 22:38:38 GMT
Powerlevel:114,159 Heavy Weights: 28,539.75
Gekido took in a deep breath. Konats was just a large desert with a large city. Why anyone who wants to take this rock over was beyond him. Gekido walked around as he was listening to the chatter, "Yo whats going on." Gekido asked one of the Konstians who just sneered at him as he tightened his fist. Normally he'd punch him in the dirt but he was hear to help them. He could hear some voices in the distances as he walked in with his hands in his pants pocket. He'd turn seeing a purple suit man. He'd pause. This seemed to be the man, the king. Gekido stepped into the crowd pushing some people away as he walked forward. He'd look up surprised to see Gira. "Oh Hey how you doing. Don't worry I'm not heard to do something stupid. Mazoku Solider and this is a Mazoku planet in a sense." He'd say in a whisper, "There King died for the Mazoku I feel that that requires me to help defend the planet but I'll be doing it your way sign of good faith ok." He'd put his thump up turning to see the final man who he really didn't know who it was. He seemed to be with Gira in some way waving at her like some super fan. "I didn't know you were popular with all the boys. First, the Articho now him." He'd grunt to himself turning his head to the purple suit man. "Look it's my job to send you home. I am going good cop today. Very lucky most of the time I'd have my fist jammed between your face and the dirt. Today is different. So here is what. You can go home and no one gets hurt. If you stay there may be an issue." Gekido crossed his arms giving off his intimidating stare aimed right at Jax. This was really the mans lucky day he didn't need to be actually thrown in jail. Plus he could pretend he was turning over a new leaf. For right now he had to focus on trying to convince Xylo not to blast him to bits. Getting into fights was not a good way to do that. He'd look at Gira again. He hoped she would at least see he was trying. He was doing his job. Hopefully, none of her other dumb friends came along. He wished none of them came?
It was a puzzling question why did they come? It seemed as if they wanted to protect but for what? What was so worth protecting. The only thing he wanted to protect was his pride. It was more to him than his life. But why protect these people they didn't even know? It didn't make much sense. Gekido could not wrap it around his head. Regardless of once he was on there side. He was protecting his pride. It just happened that matched with there goal to protect the people. The people from a man who wanted to take them over with no understanding of who they were. Who wanted to rule a world for power. It was like the Saiyans and Domains. It was a surprising compassion in his mind but he guessed they were built on the same ideal. The more the merrier.
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Post by Gira on Nov 10, 2017 2:35:17 GMT
As Gira spoke to Jax, she heard a strange noise from the sky. Looking up towards the noise, she noticed the spherical spacecraft heading right towards her. Letting out a panicked shout, she jumped to the side and out of the space pod's way as it crashed into the ground near to where she was standing. As Pota emerged from the craft, Gira crossed her arms. "How's it going? Dude, you almost hit me!" When he mentioned that she got his message, she nodded. "Yeah, couldn't pass up the opportunity to do more good out here. Plus, I couldn't let you just come here by yourself." As Pota went on his heroic spiel, Gira remained silent and allowed him to do so. She smiled finally after he finished, giving a subtle nod of approval to her sidekick. She then turned back to the man in purple and his friend as the latter said that it was difficult to disprove one's claim to godhood. That was true, but that wasn't how it worked in Gira's mind. "Well, I think it's up to the one making the claim to prove it. Isn't that normally how claims work? Can you turn water into wine? Control the sunrise? How about omniscience? Do you at least have that?" Her smile grew as she said her joke. It faded pretty quickly, however, when Jax mentioned that what was going on here wasn't a takeover, but rather an "unplanned change in leadership." Raising an eyebrow, Gira stared at the man, wondering if he was joking. When it was clear that he wasn't the teen spoke again. "That's... that's exactly what a takeover is." Gira let out an exasperated sigh. Her mood was visibly lifted however as he called on all challengers to take him on so he might prove his godhood. The display was more than a little ridiculous, which was right up Gira's alley. After that, the hybrid came to the conclusion that Jax was harmless. 'Oh well, might as well humor the guy.' She was about to issue a challenge when she felt a familiar energy on the approach. It hadn't been that long since she last met Gekido, so the feeling of his energy was still fresh in her mind. She frowned, turning to face Gekido as he greeted her. "Yo." Her voice was cold. What was he doing here? Did he come for a fight? There were a lot of civilians around, so she had to be sure he wasn't going to pull something similar to what he pulled on Shikk. It seemed that he wasn't here to fight, however. He mentioned that he was part of the Mazoku and that this was a Mazoku planet, so he was coming to defend this world. The Heran even said he'd do it her way as a show of good faith. Gira relaxed a little bit at this. "Okay, but you'll forgive me if I keep my eye on you." While she was a little more relaxed, the teen still kept her guard up. She didn't know Gekido at all beyond their interaction on Planet Shikk, where he was defeated by her sensei. Speaking of... "You look well." She said in a matter-of-fact tone. After being seared by her sensei's Flame Kamehameha, she didn't expect him to be up and moving around so soon. Then he mentioned about how he didn't know she was so popular with boys. "Articho is my sensei and Po-- I mean, the Great Monkey Man here is just a friend of mine." She would remain civil with Gekido for now, especially since it seemed he was going to remain civil himself for now. Gira would still keep an eye on him though. Regardless of how the Heran was behaving in the moment, she still didn't trust his type. Jax Punchlust
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Post by Jax Punchlust on Nov 10, 2017 3:36:07 GMT
Great, more people crashing his event. The more time passed on, the less ideal Jax's situation became, and it was pretty clear that this wouldn't be an easy win. He started to worry his own brand of luck would kick in, and make his attempt to finally do some good here worthless.With a space pod coming out of nowhere and screeching to a halt, a new member to the party joined the gathering, and seemed to be more of Jax's type of person. The pose, the way they talked, it started to make Jax's heart melt. The costume, the pose, the infliction of the voice. For a tailey, they were doing pretty great, though were clearly new to the whole "heroing" business. Walking up to him as the crowd cleared as he made his way, Jax stopped and starred at the saiyan, a dumb gleeful smile across his face."OH, WOW, THIS IS GREAT! ANOTHER HERO!" Jax studied him a bit more, putting two fingers up as if watching from a screen. "You certainly got a great presence, and I do admire how you came here so fast to fix what you thought was a problem. But you see, I'm a hero, one of the best ever, I've been told." Jax did a pose with a fist in the air and one of his hip, before spinning and kicking a foot behind him and giving out a peace sign. "Something like that might suit you more. I like your pose, good branding and everything, but look a bit goofy. If I could give some suggestions...sorry, I'm a eager dude..."Without waiting for a response he kicked the newcomer's legs open a little wider, and made their arms closer, and made them have a fierce fist stance, but kept the goofy wonder of their original pose. Jax stood silently for a moment, proud of his work. Turning around to call over his friends to see what he did, it finally hit him what the big hullabaloo was about. Running over to the wreckage of the buildings and taking a knee, he scooped up various pieces of the debris. It hadn't hit him that his tecendency for dramatic action could of come at such a cost."I am sorry everyone, I am so...sorry for this." He was holding back a tear, or more likely a wave of tears with how emotionally unstable the once superstar was, as he got up and addressed the people once again. "I swear we can fix this mess. We can make something better from this, and make this planet reach a great new beginning. Together, we can make this worth it."
The Konatsians seemed a bit more won over in their response to Jax's heartfelt speech, his mix of over the top emotion and never-ending over the top theatrics benefiting him unintentionally in this instance. Their happiness seemed to die down as a figured forced his way to the front of the crowd, however, with most of those native to the planet stepping back and almost fearful of whoever the new person was. They talked in harsh tone and had an improper use of language and grammar. That combined with his appearance had taught Jax one thing through his time on televised children's action education board-casting; this was someone up to no good. It was clear Jax's future citizens did not want this person here, and so to make it up to them and prove himself, he was going to give them what they wanted.Talking a proud walk with his chest puffed up and bouncing up and down with each step, the purple would-be ruler made his way to the man who was trying to rid of him. Fists clenched and eyes burning with a deadly passion, Jax closed his eyes summoned only of his new-found skills he had mastered during his drunken break-out from the alien complex. The wind began to blow a bit around him as Jax began to appear as if he was set aflame with his chi, it steaming off of him. He was trying to enter a calm state of focus, entering the highest form of power he could possibly muster to not only impress the people he wanted to lead, but also possibly make whoever this reject from his old show back off. From what he could sense from the others, he was already the strongest person here except for John, but his career had taught him it never hurt it show off. "There doesn't have to be fighting. I have lived a long life, and if educational board-casting has taught me anything, it's that the only dessert that doesn't expire is justice, and that violence is a last resort." Jax took a moment to figure out what to say next, while also realize that he had basically tried solving most problems in his life with violence, and it had worked. The only reason he was saying what he was is because it's what one of his role on the Saturday morning show "President Earth and Fun" once gave him as a line, and that was the last time he really ever "led". Might as well continue from what he said there. "So what do you say? Make up and be friends, or do you need to be put in the corner and miss out on cookie story fun times AND learning your A-B-Cs?!!"John and Blowz looked at each other, and then returned to watching Jax as he switched from a million different type of poses as if trying out for a male model magazine, and then returned to looking at each other. They were still standing nearby their make-shift spaceship, and as much as they didn't want to be apart of Jax's mess, experience said sooner or later this was going to go down in the worst way possible. Gathering their chi, they prepared for if worst came to worst, as they looked on as Jax started to take off his shirt and sing a multi-cultural rendition of the ABCs._______________________________________________________________________________________Jax enters Mastered Focus (x3) John charges Big Poppa Bearing Soul Beam (BPBSB), using 3/3 KP DeathBlowZ charges FriZbee Ultimate Hole-In-One, using 2/3 KP
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Post by Articho Reville on Nov 10, 2017 4:51:52 GMT
Articho's ship entered into Konats' atmosphere as the young hybrid took a drink from his coffee cup. He didn't really know why he was going to this stupid, desert shithole again, yet here he was, trying to suppress the memory of his death as his ship descended to the ground. He had only come because he'd gotten a call from Styx while she was at work. She had been laughing hysterically and could barely get the words out. All he could pick up was "go to Konats. You'll want to see it." So, here he was, back on his former gravesite, dealing with something his girlfriend found absolutely hilarious. He wondered what other sites she was privy to in the afterlife and how many of his embarrassing moments had she seen. There wasn't time to think about that, though. He could sense some power levels in the distance. A few were familiar, with the final being unfamiliar to him. He grinned in amusement, however. One power level interested him in particular... one that he clearly didn't put enough of a smack down on.
Articho flew over to the group of power levels, landing next to Gira with his hands in his pockets. He took a quick glance around at the assembled fighters before settling on Gekido. He grinned coyly at the Heran. "Wow. Didn't expect to see you here! I guess Knutts wasn't much for you to handle, huh?" he said, giving a mocking wave. He then turned his attention to Pota and Gira. "Pota, Gira. Good to see the both of you again. Good job responding so quickly to the situation," he complimented before looking over to Jax. His smile faded as he studied the short man, ignoring the charging techniques as he squinted at Jax.
"Didn't you run for Earth's president like a year ago? And weren't you, like, on a TV show, too?" he asked Jax, scratching his head as his face reflected his bewilderment.
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PL: 265,426 KP: 3/3
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Post by Pota on Nov 10, 2017 6:26:24 GMT
As Pota finished his whole hero speech something happened he had not quite expected the man in purple complimented him. This took the Saiyan youth off guard for a moment. He had came here to fight a supposed villain taking over the planet and here he was giving him oddly good posing advice and even helping him with his stance. "Uuh...T-thank you friend!" He said finally snapping back into his hero persona. "However the silliness in my poses is to encourage peace in those who seek Justice and Stability and to fool devious villains to lower their guard! However I like your style too and..." Pota trailed off as he looked behind the stranger in purple noticing a bear in a top hat.
"THAT IS AWESOME!!" Pota shouted breaking character on accident once again before catching himself again. "Er...I mean what an interesting companion you have there." The stranger would address the crowd again apologizing for his misbehavior and promising to make it all better with his leadership. Though Pota disagreed with his methods he could see the stranger's heart was in the right place. But before Pota could do anything in response a large blue alien approach and start a conversation with Gira if you could call it that. Pota was horrible at reading people so he had no idea at first glance what this guy was up to. But he knew Gira and she knew the look she was giving him. One of distrust and skepticism Pota straightened up from his pose and kept a close eye on this guy. He got the feeling that he would cause more trouble than anyone here.
Just then Pota sensed and energy approach and he knew it well. It was his master's master Articho the Turtle Hermit. He had only met him once but it was hard to forget it not only was it the worst beat down of his life but it was also the first time Gira went Super Saiyan. It was also the day he had reunited with his brother again to his misfortune. But that was neither here nor there at that moment Articho touched down and smiled at the Heran. Pota had no idea why Articho would be friendly towards someone Gira disliked but he figured he could handle it if anyone here could. As Articho referred to him with his name Pota nearly choked on his heart jumping into his throat at the sudden unsubtle attitude towards his hero persona.
Pota couldn't blame him though he only knew him as Pota and probably thought it was a battle costume or something. "I have no idea who this Pota is you must have me mistaken for someone else for I am the Great Monkey Man of West Capitol!! Defender of Justice and all that is good in this Universe!!" Pota declared as he gave another pose as if he were diving to his right both arms extended with him standing on one foot.
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Post by Gekido on Nov 10, 2017 7:12:31 GMT
Gekido looked at Gira who seemed willing to take what he had to say. He would honor it for now. He was trying to look good so for now, it is good to just follow along. Then the Purple suit man began to talk. Gekido blinked a couple of times as he was trying to fix the pose of this superhero. He grunted as he seemed to have the intent to take over and become the new leader. "This planet already has a king. Dead King but I mean I died and I came back. Doubt someone who was one of the strongest soldiers from what I heard would stay dead for long." Gekido grunted. Some of the people would mutter. It had not been made noise to all on Konats that their king was dead. This purple suit man seemed to buff up and walk towards him. Gekido licked his lips planting his feet. The man said something that went through one ear and out the other. Something about peace before violence, "Yes I guess that is right. Most days I skip peace but today I'm going to be a good sport. So there three-way this can happen. You can Leave peaceful, you can leave with some bruises or you can leave in a....you can leave with extra bruises." He was going to say in a body bag but that was not a good way to show he was going to do this there way. The killing was not their way at least from the glance he got. Then he came up and talked. He offered more peace or he'd be put in the corner with no cookies? Did this man think he was a child? He began to laugh, "You already got more fighting spirit than the last guy. You must think I'm the cookie monster or something trying to steal what you claim belongs to you. You are not this planet king nor will you be." He cracked his neck looking back at Gira, "I don't think he is smart enough to stop this crazy idea unless we use violence. That might be more of his native tongue." Gekido barked back, "You just let me know when you want me to "Peacefully" put them to sleep." Of course, he meant knocking them out. Normally he'd just slaughter them all and enjoy the battle.
He turned his head as Articho arrived and spoke. He blinked a couple of times. He seemed to think he had been sent to Knutts in the first place. Gekido raised an eyebrow. "You left me sitting there. I could have gotten up after you all left and shikk would be fire. I could have followed your ship and when you left attack those you care for. I could have done so much. You left me in the dirt. Did you think the saiyans were enough to take me in? If you did you'd be making this guy look smart." He'd flick his thump to Jax. He turned back around to see his two misfit minions charging up ki blasts. "See I'm gonna assume that is a threat. If it's not speaking your peace. My Patcine only runs so thick. Trust me on this you don't want to see my bad side." Gekido said sharply at Jax as his aura exploded outward as he looked down at Jax. However, he'd not attack just yet or power up. He was acting on Gira words for the time being. She has to make the call or he'd have to be attacked first. He didn't like it but it'd make him look better. He didn't start any battle. He just joined a side to defend konats.
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Post by Gira on Nov 10, 2017 14:34:42 GMT
Jax seemed to like Pota's hero persona, even giving him pointers on his hero pose. Was this groovy, purple-clad man a hero too? Gira couldn't recall seeing him anywhere in specific. She couldn't help but think she had seen him somewhere before though. When Jax did his own heroic pose, Gira looked on, impressed. "Hm. Perfectly campy. Not too ridiculous, not too dull. He really is an experienced hero." Gira mumbled to herself. When he said his line from his famous TV show, Gira finally remembered where she saw him. "Hey, you were on TV!" She couldn't remember the name of the show, but she recalled seeing the man on her television way back when. Shortly after that speech, though, Gira felt the man's power multiply threefold. "Oh... wow." She didn't expect that. At this point, Gira wasn't entirely sure what she should do. It seemed Jax was going to fight, but she wasn't entirely sure she wanted to fight the guy. He just seemed misguided if anything. Not really malicious. She watched him take on multiple exposes as he sang a song, his friends gathering power for an attack. 'Aw crap.' Usually, she knew who to fight, but this was difficult. The only person really causing trouble was Jax, but Gira had already come to the conclusion that he wasn't really a threat. Thankfully, she sensed another familiar power coming. This familiar power was welcomed, however. She looked up at Articho as he descended onto the field. "Sensei!" She nodded at his greeting and gave him a thumbs up. "Of course. Couldn't pass up the opportunity." She felt more at ease now that her sensei was here. He'd know what to do. She looked over at Gekido next as he addressed her after approaching the purple conqueror. "No. Not yet. This man isn't a threat right now." The teen still wasn't sure what side she should be on, if any side. She looked over a Articho, her expression asking him what they should do. Her attention was pulled back to Gekido though as his aura flared around his body. She frowned, not waiting for Articho to tell her what to do. In an instant, she put herself between Gekido and Jax, looking the former right in the eye with a look that said "watch it." Gira would remain silent, however. The half-Saiyan knew Gekido's type. She even knew Gekido a little bit from the brief interaction. With people like him, violence was inevitable. People like him caused so much suffering... it almost made her sick. She felt the familiar angry feeling bubbling up from her stomach. She suppressed it for now, though. Things hadn't devolved to the point where she needed to fight though. She hoped that it wouldn't reach that point either. Pota was definitely one of the weaker people here. The weakest if what she sensed was accurate. Any fighting that broke out would put him in danger. She wanted to do whatever was required to avoid that.
Current Form: Base Form PL: 33 545 (weighted) KP: 3/3 Jax Punchlust
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Post by Jax Punchlust on Nov 10, 2017 17:50:32 GMT
Jax was taken more then a bit aback by the one saying he should back up his claims. Surely, they lack the proper understanding to think a master of the stage and screen wouldn't be able to fake a miracle or two. Turning his attention to the audience, he walked into the remains of his crushed spaceship, and once coming out after a few minutes he tried to prove himself to the people.
"With this here water..." Lifting a plastic water bottle with a piece of paper with a crude crayon drawing of his own face on it, and the words "Jaxtastic", Jax made sure everyone around could see it. "With my godly abilities I will turn it..." Spinning around quicker then the eye could track, he took out a packet of "Instant Sugar Overkill" and sprinkled it into the bottle, turning the water red. "...into something new. Here you go, people. Try it."
A few of the nearby Konatsians were handled the bottle, and shocked by the deliciousness of the "Jaxtastic" drink gave a smile and thumbs up, with the whole crowd starting to cheer for the purple hero.
"AS FOR THE CONTROLLING LIGHT ITSELF..." Jax's aura slowly glistened off him as if he was a being of pure energy, lights shining as if he was turning into a rainbow. "...I THINK THIS SHOULD ALSO SHOW MY SKILLS."
Jax flexed his muscles that required the keenest of eyesight to notice, as he began to chuckle to himself. He could do parlor tricks all day if that's what was required to prove his god-hod. Maybe this would turn out to be easy. Or, it was until the blue jerk started mentioning the dead king bit and political landscape of the planet. It sounded as if they had gone through a rough-patch, and if anything, it only confirmed to Jax they needed a leader. He wasn't sure he entirely believed the alien however, as he talked some nonsense about coming back to life and as if it was a normal everyday occurrence, which was pure fairy-tale nonsense to Jax. He tried to come up with a proper response to all of the claim, but it was at this point a young Konatsian ran through the crowd and began tugging at Jax's outfit, and started to speak in a way that seemed to be using all the energy they had left in them.
"Please rid of the bad man...if you're a god...help us..." The child pointed at the blue stranger, whose presence continued to cause an apparent distress for the people of the planet. Jax placed his head sideways, returning to the man with improper spelling and sentence structure once more.
"It seems to me they'd rather you leave. And by your threats, you're not necessarily a great guy either. Hell, two looks at this planet and I can see it's in disarray, and if you're helping lead you're either a jerk mclerk with power or a dummy. You could be either, but I think I know a baddie when I see one, because I am a FIGHT-TING M-A-N! And I have justice running through my blood itself! So how about you accept my counter offer..." Jax looked over his shoulder and saw his allies charging, clearly prepared for what had to happen. He hated for things to go in the way they were about to, but he knew he had to be right that this guy was all bad news. It time to show he could be a head-strong leader in any time of need. At the very least he had friends he knew could back him up in the path of heroism. "...you get off the planet, and take my friends' parting gifts with you."
Jax flung his finger forward in a gesture that almost required his entire body to move, as his allies sent a bear-shaped death beam and two discs of chi at the apparent enemy.
It had began.
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Lil John attacking Gekido with 200kPL attack for attempted KO DeathBlowZ attacking Gekido with 66kPL attack for attempted KO
Jax 3/3 Kp Lil' John 0/3 KP DeathBlowz 1/3 KP
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Post by Pracross Yendatta on Nov 11, 2017 16:45:55 GMT
[Purple Reign!] Thread PL - 25,359 PL Gain Bonuses: Heavy Weights, DE Current PL: 6,340 (Rounded up) Tempest PL: 50,000 Event: Full Moon
In the midst of the standing around, a space pod hurdled through the sky, flying by the fighters on the verge of going toe to toe. The pod collided with the soils of Konats with a loud crash, the doors opening quickly to let out it’s operater. A ki source was building up inside, ready to prepare for battle. Only one or two people would have recognized this ki as a Saiyan, focused with extreme speed, shot out of the pod, his power small, yet he seemed confident. A terrible mix for a battle.
Appearing to the left of Gira was the Super Sonic Saiyan himself, Pracross Yendatta! “Hey! Who here is attacking this place?! Who’s butt am I gunna have to kick?!” Pracross smirked as he removed the scythe off of his back. “Configuration 9!” He said confidently, the scythe morphing into a sword. “I am Pracross, the fastest Saiyan alive, and this is my partner, Tempest!” The sword started to glow, and as it did, a voice spoke out. “Sup, dude” The Saiyan took a winning smile before blinking and realizing he was around other fighters.
Pracross looked around, eyeing the figures with either confusion or surprise. First on the list was the Heran, a bulky figure of potential might just waiting to be tapped. He was looking at the human with an intent to bash a skull in, but he wouldn’t be surprised if that was a misinterpretation. The human, speaking of which, looked rather odd visually, but Pracross wasn’t going to pin it against him. The human seemed really confident in his skillls, stating to ‘take his friends’ gifts’... What does that mea- Oh, the death ray and chakrams hurdling towards him… So is the Heran the enemy?
Pracross turned around to see the Turtle School behind him, Gira, a friend he had made a while back that embarrassed him so badly that he was now working harder than ever to met with her power, Arti, a half breed then he really only scratch the surface of meeting, and… some… other… Saiyan… What was that outfit?! It looked like the one he had seen that girl wear during the Fall Festival, but instead of doing it for candy, it was for justice. Interesting…
Pracross looked at Gira, smiling wonderfully big. “Gira, how are you?! Surprised to see me up here in the big ranks?” He winked and crossed his arms. “Mind filling me in? I’m a little late to the party but that’s because I was finishing up some scary stuff on Vegeta!” The teen Saiyan scratched his head and looked at the Heran. That attack was going to hurt if he didn’t pull a move swiftly. Pracross grabbed his chin and looked up at the parting clouds in the darkened sky… It was a terrifying night but Pracross seemed… Confident.
“Let’s bring hell!” Smiled Pracross, cocky as ever.
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Post by Articho Reville on Nov 12, 2017 18:21:35 GMT
Articho simply stared at Pota in complete confusion as he shouted some ridiculous quote about his identity and then struck an equally ridiculous pose. He blinked as he studied the young Saiyan for a few moments. "What is with people making up these weird superhero personas when most people can sense and identify others just by reading their energy?" he asked, mostly rhetorically as he shook his head. "Nova started this dumb trend and he's been getting copycats ever since! What's there even to be afraid of?! You think some rando street thug is going to shoot your great uncle in the middle of the street knowing how easily you could nuke his house if you did? And what kinda name is 'Monkey Man of West Capitol?' You sound like an ancient story monks tell each other to teach humility or forgiving your sins or some dumb shit." He stared at Pota intently as he said it, almost challenging him to justify his weird choice to don a cape and cowl.
Articho shrugged at the Heran's explanation. "Honestly, I thought you were going to stay unconscious a while longer. You did quite a number to yourself," he replied. He kept a bored expression on his face as he spoke to Gekido, though his eyes reflected far more hostility as the Heran made his hypothetical threat. "You make that kind of claim and I'm the dumb one? Or are you trying to be a comedian. Because, whatever idea you have in your head that makes you'd think I'd let you get anywhere close to my family is is both very stupid and not funny at all. Now, if you don't want to have another 'discussion' about what it means to be a true warrior, I'd suggest you keep your trap shut." Articho finished the statement with a cheeky grin.
Articho watched as Jax mixed drink powder into water and used his aura as a "display of his godly abilities." He rolled his eyes and sighed in exasperation. Who did this guy think he was kidding? Arti had met the closest things to gods that actually existed and they were far different than what this little man was claiming to be. "This is just getting dumb..." he mumbled to himself as he flashed into his Super Saiyan state, though he didn't bother attempting a show of power with a bright aura. The purple man and his companion launched their attacks toward Gekido with Arti moving to intercept. He swung his leg into the bear shaped beam, knocking it off course with the swift kick before catching and dispersing the two discs of ki with his hands. "Typically in war, you want to be the second to attack. Makes you look better that way. But now you're just attacking someone unprovoked while also claiming you're a god. That doesn't exactly paint you in the best light, does it?"
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Arti has ascended into Master Super Saiyan! PL: 3,715,964
Used [N1] Stone Barrier twice to block both attacks! PL for both: 1,226,268!
1,226,268 - 200,000 = 1,006,268! No bleedthrough!
1,226,268 - 66,000 = 1,160,268! No bleedthrough!
KP: 1/3
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Post by Pota on Nov 12, 2017 18:56:26 GMT
Pota sighed at Articho's snarky response as he took of his helmet making sure not to look at the full moon due to the fact that blutz glasses were built into the visor of his helmet. "Must you crush my dreams Mr. Articho I was just trying to have some fun with all this." Pota would then remove his face mask. and turn to the people of Konats and with a bored and sarcastic expression he would address them. "Hello I'm Pota a Saiyan from Earth and this is Articho the Turtle hermit he hates fun." He then turned back to Articho. "There that better?" Pota's question would have to wait as some energy attacks would be knocked off course by Articho in the midst of their conversation.
The young Saiyan would look over at this Jax character with a questioning expression. "What the hell man now you're just attacking people for no other reason than because they look mean!? By that logic I would have started hitting this guy the moment Gira gave him the stink eye!!" He would say pointing at Gekido. Pota would then take off his weights and address the crowd again. "Everyone evacuate the area! NOW!!" Then he would look at the newly arrived Saiyan teen. "If you want to help get these people out of here!!" Then Pota's glare shot towards Jax again. "And YOU!!" Pota stepped forward to the front of the crowd."Either A. Stop attacking people without provocation and negotiate like a good little boy!! B. GET OFF KONATS!! Or C. ALL OF THE ABOVE!! or I'm gonna start admiring the full moon and trust me no one will be happy about that! Especially ME!!"
Pota removed his heavyweights PL:30282 Pota gives Jax an Ultimatum or he will use his Oozaru form. OOC: Articho Reville Freakin dream crusher. XD Your up Gekido
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