Captoru
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Post by Captoru on Dec 20, 2017 1:34:07 GMT
| ROUND ONE |
CAPTORU vs PLATOCAPTORU 1/2's PL: 250,000 | GAIN BONUSES: None | | MULTIPLIERS: None |
"I don't get it? Hahahahaha!" One of the Captorus laughed while the other rolled his eyes in an unamused manner. "So you mean to tell me Bing's all better now because he solved his problem on his own?" Captoru chimed, his tone turning grim about the... situation his mentor was put through months ago. "People help because they care, dummy. They don't help because they want you to drop everything and let them do it, either. That's what teams are for- what friends are for. What I'm for." Captoru put a hand over his heart, feeling his two souls beating in unison deep within. Capper and Etoru-- Captoru, was a living example of what helping hands could accomplish.
"I don't want to live in the kind of world where we don't look out for each other." The other clone spoke solemnly while the crowd went quiet. "Not just the people that are close to me or you, but anybody who needs a helping hand. I know I can't change the way anybody else thinks, or what they choose to do, but I can do my bit, right?" He shrugged with a warm smile.
"I'm Captoru! And I'm gonna be the best hero my world has ever known- One day, people will look on my name, and... just feel safe, y'know?" He paused as Plato lashed out against his two halves. Neither faltered. "I'm neither Capper or Etoru, you clod, so shush." He scoffed, rolling his eyes. Captoru glanced back to the crowd, eyeing some of his own family in there, friends from his world... "...Feels good having a lot of people believe in you, eh? But now I've got to believe in myself."
With that, the crowd began to get antsy. Murmurrs turned to yells, and yells turned to chanting as the chargefest continued. Fight, Fight, Fight, Fight, they'd yell from the stands, causing both Captoru's spirits to rile even further. He was going to win this, one way or another. With a snap of his fingers, the Captoru charging the weaker attack attack would summon one of his serpentine Skull Blasters, which promptly fired a blast of energy Plato's way to get him on the move before too much happened.
TAGS: Captoru -> Plato
OOC NOTES: *even more annoyed fusion sounds*
[SU1] Dual Multiform active!
Captoru 1
1/3 KP [SU2] Ki Gather turns into [UP2] Serpent Stinger!
330,000 PL (132% PL) fired at Plato! | Captoru 2
3/3 KP
[SU3] Ki Collection in use.
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Post by Plato on Dec 20, 2017 4:21:50 GMT
He'd watch the two Captoru as he explained people helped each other because it was the right thing to do. That was what friends were for. He growled at that word. Didn't the boy get it? He didn't have that. He was all Konats had. If he fell, if he failed there was no second hero in the shadows. He was there only hope. The Boy wanted to be a hero as he-man paused, "I've met one man I called a hero. He understood the plight of others and defended the weak despite his own strength. He would fight any foe even foes stronger than himself to save people he didn't even know." He closed his eyes thinking of the Captain nova. He fought for others who could not fight for themselves. If his boy desired something like that then why? What made them not fear, what made them stand against odds. Why did he turn and run when they turned and stood. What was different? Why did let fear and anger control him? He also said it felt good that others supported him. He could hear the crowd all the voices. Many would chant for the boy that much he expected. Sweat dripped off his face, he didn't know how he was going to beat him. Doubt crept into his thoughts. With all his tricks it didn't matter. He couldn't handle him being split in two as the First Captoru fired off his attack aimed to stop his charge. He had to fire or dodge and he didn't know which. Fighting two foes at once we're going to be harder then he expected. If he fired an attack now with his split attack it was likey he'd take massive damage and may have been unable to return anything as well. He could not wait either that attack would stop him not dead but he'd have to drop his charge. The Blast from the Skull Blaster slammed into his form as the massive titan began to crack flames and rock falling from the sky. It seemed that for a second that perhaps he had been already defeated.
Plato ki, however, was in a different place. Using the Massive Arena Planet he'd phase into it after using the afterimage of course. His form was left there, too slow to be used with an afterimage without being caught. Captoru separate had one big advantage they could charge and attack. Even half as strong being hit by any of there attack at max output could kill him. In there lied there weakness. Because they strength came from working together. The Clones alone were weak, together with stronger than their pieces. His form resurfaced behind Captoru one Flames gushing around his face as he aimed to slam it right into the face of the Boy and slam him into the ground and hard. He flicked his free hand out of the ground as the rocks from his old form began to fly at Captoru two. He could not throw a huge scale attack and interrupt the boy attack. Even if he wanted too he assumed a ki balance was needed between them to refuse. And Alone he could defeat them. Hence the second reason for his attack. The Rocks were meant to make Captoru move to dodge away from his partner. He'd look down at the Captoru, "Your right, if you believe in yourself you can go far. What I believe is that if I lose I will not be able to lay sight to a world that deserves its chance to be happy. Even if I cannot enjoy a shread of it." Plato pulled his arm back after the firey punch after trying to slam his hand into his chest to keep him pinned to the ground.
(Eh not sure about this but this is what i came up with)
Used N1: Afterimage to Dodge the Incoming Serpent Stringer. Kp:2/3
Then Used UT: Telekinesis- Plato uses his mind and can lift an object as small as a cup and as large as large chunks of rocks. Can be in battle or just used to bring stuff to you.
To send what was left of his old form at Captoru two to make him get away from Captoru one
Then attacked Captoru one with a punch then tried to pin him under his arm.
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Captoru
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PL: 500,000
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Tag: @clodhopper
OOC Name: Sketch / Etoru
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Post by Captoru on Dec 20, 2017 15:05:12 GMT
| ROUND ONE |
CAPTORU vs PLATOCAPTORU 1/2's PL: 250,000
| GAIN BONUSES: None | | MULTIPLIERS: None |
Capper's smarts and Etoru's snide mischief made their fusion tricky as ever, and a deadly combination. Both Captorus smirked with snide confidence when their attack seemed to hit Plato's form, blasting it to bits. But they were far from a victory- both clones could easily sense Plato's essence elsewhere. This wasn't over.
"Hey, number one??" The other Captoru chimed to his clone with a tinge of fear as Plato's energy moved below them. His movement was restricted with all of his focus on his charging attack, and he couldn't do much in this state- for now. Plato's energy drew closer. "A little help here???"
The second split gasped as Plato emerged behind his other half, aiming to slam him right into the ground with a fiery palm. He would have, all things considered, if it weren't for the duo's duo pulling through together once more. The first Captoru lunged forwards, quickly putting his other half on his shoulders in a piggyback. With that, the stacked clones dashed right through Plato's legs, with his initial punching move.
The charging Captoru sighed in relief now that his buddy had his back, only to turn around and gasp as Plato's telekinesis struck once more. "DUDE HE'S GAINING ON US GO FASTER! FASTER!!" The stacked split demanded, shaking. "I'M GOING AS FAST AS I CAN AAAAAAAAAAAA-" The bottom Captoru yelled- his lower power made dodging Plato's attacks much harder, especially with his multiform piggybacking.
Captoru hopped into the air to dodge some rocks flung his way, occasionally kicking some of the rubble away to counter, breathing pace increasing quick as sweat bubbled on his brow. A moment's calm was had when the rocks were stopped, but neither of the two clones let their guard down. Should Plato still follow with his fiery punch to pin them to the ground, the bottom one would yelp and dart away from the attack, running to the other side of the small planet and catching his breath. "Huff... Huff... Huff..." The clone panted, slumping over while the other hopped off his shoulders, charge still intact. "Well, uh, at least we got him on the offensive now, right?" The split smiled, earning a nervous chuckle from the other.
"Now, to begin phase two of the master plan!" The two bumped their fists, tunning back around to engage Plato. He was intent on winning to save a world or something with his wish, but... "Aw, come on. You're fighting me with everything, but you're ready to give up on them that easily?" The charging Captoru shrugged. "Who says you need some dumb wish lizard to make people happy, you edgelord? There's bajillions of other ways to do things! Don't just throw in the towel and give up on life if you can't do things the first time." Captoru spoke, still disgusted by Plato's current attitude. The other clone sucked in a breath, charging a weaker attack alongside his double. "If I gave up once during all a hundred-something of my losses, then I wouldn't have 'ya worried now, would I?"
TAGS: Captoru -> Plato
OOC NOTES: the plannening continues
[SU1] Dual Multiform active!
Captoru 1
1/3 KP [SU1] Ki Gather in use
33% this post -> 66% next post | Captoru 2
3/3 KP
[SU3] Ki Collection in use.
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Post by Plato on Dec 21, 2017 3:53:31 GMT
It seemed he had underestimated the two fusions. There were able to avoid his attack though it took them so difficultly. He wanted to keep them apart but that didn't work all that well. He'd watch carefully as they avoided all his attacks he shifting around to face them. He could see the sweat on their faces but that didn't mean all that much. They seemed to be still planning something but he didn't have time to waste. If he stood on a back foot he'd be beaten. He already was not in the best spot but if he wanted to get out of this bad spot he needed to be proactive and not reactive. He closed his eyes as they spoke pondering. Perhaps they were right. Was it right for him to give up on life? To him after some thought it was. "I did horrible things. Even if they were all meant to protect my people, I won't be a hypocrite and not be punished for those crimes. In our Universe, Zucceta remains free despite her empire being the reason for my people's pain. Her empire attacked our people. Even if she did not order the attack directly all the pain she caused not just my people and the universe would be felt forever. She walked free. I've killed many and as an, I result I deserved to be punished. I will accept the end only once my people are safe. That they can walk a day without fearing an invasion." Plato looked back up, "I Appreciate your optimism. I know it is hard for you to understand how I feel as it is hard for me to understand how you feel."
Plato ki swirled around him as he charged forward at his foe's. He needed to keep them on there foes always moving away and around. It is harder to focus on making a plan and powering up if they were moving around all the time. Plato formed a bolt of lighting as he looked about ready to slam it into the second Captoru. He, however, would slam it into the ground causing the light to explode out which he'd hope would blind the second Captoru for a short period of time. He'd plant his feet after swinging with his just normal fist, however, using his ghost powers he'd phase through the ground mid punch so when he'd went to guard at least that was what he'd hope he'd slam his fist under his guard into his stomach.
Kp:3/3
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Captoru
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Post by Captoru on Dec 21, 2017 4:44:52 GMT
| ROUND ONE |
CAPTORU vs PLATOCAPTORU 1/2's PL: 250,000
| GAIN BONUSES: None | | MULTIPLIERS: None |
Both Captorus groaned in unison as Plato's pessimism continued. "Oh my kais almighty- dude- isn't Zucceta proof that you can move on and stuff WHILE working to fix your problem? Every day in my world as well she's making steps to atoning for her mistakes- I am also! If we can-- you can too, you idiot! You're not a bad person for wanting to keep your people safe, you cloddy numbskull!" Captoru ran a hand down his face in frustration, stomping a foot on the ground. Was this guy really that delusional? With this final attempt to appeal to reason and hope, Captoru rolled his eyes, dropping his aim to rekindle Plato's own spirit. He was just too dense to understand this simple concept.
Plato dashed forwards once more, but as always, teamwork shone through in the face of his power. The first Captoru tried to lunge in front of the second in time, but both would let out yelps as Plato's blinding flash hit it's mark. The charging Captoru's attack faltered for a moment, nearly dissipating entierly. However, with a clench of his fist, the ki came flowing back, but all the clone could see now was white... His charge, now approaching it's peak, hurt to keep in stasis as well now... The ground rumbled as the attack's power began to culminate, rocks floating into the air. It was a shame the Captoru Clone charging it couldn't see for the moment. "U-U-Uh... O-other me??? H-Help?!?!"
The other Captoru swallowed hard- this sure wasn't good. "You dipstick, what the heck?!" The first one, still free and able to see, stood his ground to guard his vunerable split, who was breathing heavily with fear now. "My turn, then!" The Captoru spoke, gripping his wrist as golden ki began to gather. "TAKE THIS! SHENKAI BEAM!" The boy called, firing a golden ray of light at the ground his opponent had phased into.
TAGS: Captoru -> Plato
OOC NOTES: uh-oh spaghetti-o's
[SU1] Dual Multiform active!
Captoru 1
0/3 KP [SU1] Ki Gather turns into [N1] Shenkai Beam!
66% charge / 165,000 PL fired! | Captoru 2
3/3 KP
[SU3] Ki Collection in use.
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Post by Plato on Dec 21, 2017 5:31:20 GMT
"She takes a step to change. That is not enough. You cannot escape sin by simply becoming better and fixing every problem. The pain still exists. It does not disappear when one is healed of there wounds. Though I didn't expect you to understand. You were not the one at the end of what her actions did to you." Plato looked annoyed at the boy though most people had that same logic. Saying Sorry was not enough. Fixing what you had done was not enough. Paying fully for your crimes was what he needed to do. Despite talking not being all that successful the combat was more in his favor. He threw the second captoru off slightly as the First one was focused on defending the second. He bursted from the ground in his ghastly form to see a golden ray pointed right at his face. The boy had quickly thought of a countermeasure. "Hm...well played." The beam slammed into his head it exploding a ballon ectoplasm splattering everywhere. For a moment the crowd grew silent. for those unable to sense ki it would seem the boy had just killed him. He did just have his head blown off. Plato didn't really think how his foe made of attacked and nailed him like that but that was apart of the game. Somethings occurred you didn't expect. However, this fight was not just the damage took. Judges would not be able to accurately gauge based on just that. He just needed to control the fight. He had already started that as Captoru 2 was very afraid as he should be. As soon they would both be. The Ectoplasm began to move slightly as the arena floor was left cold without sight of him but they could still sense him in that massive rock. The question was where he would pop up.
Using his powers over the weather it began to turn into a thick mist. It made it clear to anyone watching he was still alive as it would have faded upon his death or defeat. This is course was apart of the fear. He knew one of them was afraid now he had to make them both afraid. He didn't feel right scaring kids but they even said they wanted to be treated as equals. He had no quals scaring anyone but kids. Ten deals of Ectoplasm sprung from the ground swaying in the wind as if approaching but never did. Because of the mist though they may have looked like people as if he split himself apart into many clones. The suggestion of fear was more powerful then what inspired the fear. His Voice deepened as he spoke though because his location was underground it was gravel and dark, "Are you afraid yet children. Tonight I am one with the dead. The Afterlife itself comes to haunt you." Soon Monsters began to spring from the mist. Giant Monstrous creatures that stepped over them in the mist but faded just as quickly. The mist one again would make it hard for them to see what it was but they were real monsters. Created with the Kashvar monster creation though with little power to feed on they disappeared just as quickly. Not that they had any real power to speak of. From the Ectoplasm from earlier, an eye would rise. It'd twist around looking at Captoru 1, "I can see you...." The Iris of the eye was the same as the eye of Plato that was destroyed by the Shenkai beam. "Don't worry though I am not mad that you killed me. I'm already dead." The Eye burst into ectoplasm made covering Captoru 1 or maybe he'd avoid it stepping deeper into the mist away from Captoru 2.
Slowly his hand would twist out of the ground behind Captoru 2. Then a second hand ever so slowly. Then his deformed head. He'd put his hands to his lips as if say don't scream too loud as flames bellowed in his hands. "Flaming cross." A Cross of Powerful Flames shot from his hand going through the mist so Captoru 1 could see which was the point. He wanted to scare them away as they questioned what happened to one another. Captoru 2 was already scared so he had no doubt that he was linked he didn't need to focus on. However, his attack had to be taken care of. The Flaming cross was a powerful Kashvarr techquine that caused great pain to stop a charge. It could be used to even stop one of the Phantom majins the creature that lurked formally in his body in its tracks. Increased by own power, he could stop this boy's attack before it reached its apex. As Quickly as he did that he'd spring back into ground heading towards the first Captoru. The Massive surge of his ki may have also thrown Captoru 1 off. He'd try to get behind the boy hoping all he had done had made focused on all the other stuff going on. His right hand would jet out behind the boy tails. The tail was a painful object for the saiyans he knew that. While he never tried grabbing one it also is something that would cause great pain just to try and pull away from. That was his hope. That Captoru in his fear and shock would not expect his tail to be grabbed. He'd be expecting his other multiform be in trouble. His second hand would spring out pulling himself out of the ground with his face twisted from the blast from earlier burns running down the ghostly imprint. He'd open his mouth and say one word, "Boo."
Kp:1/3
*Ok this is a lot*
*Plato takes the Shenkai beam head-on and for a second it seems he dead but of course not*
*Plato uses a ton of techs to combination his dangerous attack*
*Used these to make it misty*
Control: Wealth (Ut)
Plato can manipulate the weather of an area though he cannot change it. for example it if is very sunny out he can make it more or less sunny but he cannot make it start raining
228k
Bend: Weather (Ut)
Plato can Bend the weather in an area to his will using his magic causing it to be sunny or causing a powerful storm. He can use this to cause damage or give him a tactical advantage.
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Eye of Kol'Gash (UT)
Summoning the Power of a ancient dwelling creature of Konats Plato summons one of it eyes. Plato can see through the eye though the eye can easily be destroyed.
- To soummon the eye that looked at Captoru one before exploding.
And
Kasvharr Incantation: Monster Creation (UT)
A Flavored way to Create Monsters. Has no use in combat just want a way for an excuse if new peeps want themselves to be sealed i can seal one for them and or minion creation down the road. If that fine mostly a flavor thing here.
*To create the monsters in the mist to scare them even more*
Then Used: Flaming Cross (Su2) Plato Thrust his hand out Binding his foe in a flaming cross traping them. A technique first used by the kashvarr to capture their power beasts now used by Plato himself. Stuns for 1 round at 200% PL. Can disrupt a charging attack if the stun power level is within 80% of the opponent's attack's power level.
To Stop Captoru chare as they within that 80 percent with this being 1,000,000 and the attack being 1,000,000
Then he went to grab Captoru 1's Tail.( Yah this is a lot. My bad hope you enjoy regardless)
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Captoru
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Post by Captoru on Dec 22, 2017 23:04:14 GMT
| ROUND ONE |
CAPTORU vs PLATOCAPTORU 1/2's PL: 250,000
| GAIN BONUSES: None | | MULTIPLIERS: None |
The first Captoru quickly ran towards his double after firing his attack, putting a hand on the now blinded boy's shoulder. "Dude. Dude." The clone tried to comfort his double, grip tightening. "...We're almost there. We've been through worse that this, and we sure as heck are going to get through this also, right?" He smiled as the other Captoru's breathing began to slow. His heat hammered like a drum, but his split did have a fair point. "...R-Right. T-T-Thanks--??"
The crowd and judges groaned in disappointment when Plato surrounded the area in a thick mist. How were they supposed to gaugethe fight when they couldn't see what was going on? Ectoplasm swirled around the two, with their grips on eachother tightening for comfort. Plato was really pulling on the intimidation strategy now, causing the second clone to shiver as unfamiliar sounds invaded his ears, still blinded. His vision was a blurred mess as it slowly came back, with the first clone standing his ground fiercely on the front lines. Strange monsters eyed the two from the mist, causing the first clone to clench a shaky fist. He was not going to give up that easily, but...
The boy glared daggers right back at the floating eye. "...Really?" The clone muttered to himself, tail swaying to and fro. The eye exploded soon enough, covering the two clinging children in ectoplasm. "EWWW! THAT'S DISGUSTING WHAT THE HECK MAN?!?!" The first clone yelled while the second gagged on some swallowed plasm, charge faltering further. The first clone heard shuffling around him, glancing about franticly, and completely having missed Plato's scare of his deformed head with his faulty vision. What didn't miss though was Plato's fire attack, which struck the blinded boy head on, sending him flying to the other side of the arena, charge lost as well. "O-OTHER ME--! DON'T LEAVE ME ALONE WITH THIS CREEP!" The first fusion yelled out, quickly trying to pave through the monstrous mist after his wounded friend, but a sharp, paralyzing pain prevented all movement.
"H...hrrrrrh..." The clone ragdolled in Plato's grip when his tail was grasped. His half-opened eyes locked onto Plato, who was still insistant on scaring him and his poor clone friend. "Heh..."
"HAHAHAHA!" The clone forced a sharp laugh, sucking in a pained breath. Electricity slowly began to crackle around his form with a gold aura. "THIS?! T---This is what you're going for?" He spoke, strength slowly returning. His hair turned gold- Super Saiyan, no doubt. "You... You try to show me fear like it's new to me? I-I'm curious. What... What did you hope to change with this?" Despite his loss of the upper hand with the tail grab, Captoru's fists slowly clenched into balls. His power crackled, slowly but surely returning. He still had one more card to play in this battle.
"Do you not understand, mister Plato?"
"We mastered our own darkness long ago."
"....Yours will have no hold on us."
With a brilliant flash of light, Captoru's tail would thrash in Plato's hand. The wind surged against his foe with a new burst of stamina restored in the saiyan. Sure, he usually was suspectable to tail-grabs, but... With the aid of his most powerful form, that weakness was overcome. The wind stirred loud, perhaps blowing away all the mist as well. Blinding light continued to flash for a few moments before a sharp kick was delivered to Plato's head, Captoru now free from his paralyzation. The light-sheathed child leapt back after his attach, arms hung limp at his sides. "Yo, so has anyone in your universe reached this form before?"
Captoru stretched his legs and arms behind his head with a wide yawn as the crowd cheered on, seemingly entertained by the new form. "Eh, whatever. Enough of that." His hair now drooped to the floor, flickering with intense light. The Super Saiyan Three sucked in a breath, promptly dropping back to his normal form. The third form was far too draining on his stamina- using it for too long in this battle where his strength was suppressed didn't mean much.
"Euuughh..." The second clone fumbled over, shaking his head. "Whaaat happened?" He blinked, earning a deadpan glare from the other. "Don't worry about it... But you still have that energy, right?"
"Yeaaaah?"
"Well don't just stand there, dummy, charge again while he's out!!!"
"Alright, alright, alright ya don't have to shout at me, okay!?!"
TAGS: Captoru -> Plato
OOC NOTES: oshitbuals
[UT] SSJ3 Tail Resistance activated momentarily
[SU1] Dual Multiform active!
Captoru 1
1/3 KP No actions taken.
+1 KP! | Captoru 2
3/3 KP
[SU3] Ki Collection in use... Again.
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Post by Plato on Dec 23, 2017 2:46:13 GMT
He was able to grasp the boys tail and he didn't expect him to ragdoll like he did. Did he scare him to death? He then began to laugh Plato looking at him with some confusion. He didn't think it was all that funny. He asked him if he thought he had not felt fear before. "No, I expected that. I expected Despair." Plato said, "Knowing Despair realizing your chances of your victory slipping off your fingers." While it seemed he was talking about Captoru he was really talking about himself. He was despairing. The Boy's were too strong. How could they defeat them? Sure had this one but the other one would soon be charging once more. He held tight on the tail though, the boy powers had dropped. All he needed to do was rise from the ground and ring him out. He would win, he'd be able to save them. He'd slowly begin to pull himself out of the ground before the boy spoke again. He had overcome his own darkness long ago. His darkness would not hold any sway on us. Maybe he was right. Plato looked at him, "You obviously can't move this tail must be the saiyans weakness. I'm going to win, I'm going to..." Then the bright light came as his hair extended out. Was this a form beyond the super saiyan 2! The Boy leaped to kick him on the side of the head as thoughts raced through his mind. What was he suppose to do? The boy would not give up. Was he doomed to lose? To Lose when they needed him most. When they watched him struggle for victory.
No!! He could not lose. He was Plato King of Konats! He was the champion of Konats! He was their hope, he was their hero! He may not have been the one they deserved but he had to be their hero today. To bring all those that died. His one chance had come and he was in stunned silence. No! It didn't matter if this boy had become a form that made him a thousand-fold stronger then Plato. He had an obligation to win! He was not fighting with just himself, he was fighting with the power of every spirit of konats! Every man women and child. As the Kick flew at his head he'd move his free arm catching the leg if he could tighten his grip on the boy while his other hand grasped the boy tail. When he'd try to leap he'd simply extend his body around forming 4 arms to grab him from behind with the Muti arm techquine. With him being twice as strong as this half it would probably be an easy feat. He looked up at the boy. He'd pull his legs out of the ground looking down with convection. "I've not seen anyone reach that form. It does not matter. You could be beyond me in every area, strength, skill, speed, endurance, and will. Maybe that is all true." He bit his lips with rage blood dripping onto the ground. "I have an Obligation to my people to be victorious. I can't lose because if I lost then there is no one else. If I lose then they will still shed their tears for those they lost. There loved the one I failed to protect. I may not be a hero to most, hell I'm not even close but today I have to be their hero. I have to be their champion. If I can't even do that, then I truly am a failure. So Power up all want. Hit me with all you want. I won't crumble and I won't bend. I will win for them." Plato would try and pull the boy closer if he able to grab him in the first place. Plato faces streamed with tears of determination. He could not lose. He could not give in. They were powerful, they may have had the advantage but...with them split with one of them attacking one of them charging then he had the advantage. "As Powerful as you are I have a job to do. Sorry."
He'd attempt to pull him very close to a bear hug to crush him and keep him from launching an attack. The King needed to weaken the boy before he could attempt to ring him out. If he did it now then he'd surely fail. He looked at the Other Captoru as ki was forming back up. His Cross had done it job setting him back up. If they both attacked him now he may not have been able to hold on. He just needs a little bit of time. He began to also focus his mind while trying to pull Captoru One in. He would need a big rock. A really big rock. The Arena would begin to move slightly. It was a risky move. Hell, he didn't even know if he could do it. However, he needed to believe. He carried the will of his people. He carried there hopes and dreams on his back. It was heavy but it also gave him the courage to try. The Courage to surpass his own preconceived limits
*Using to stop Captoru Escape and pull him in for a bear hug*
Four-Witches Technique [UT1]
Through some method you are capable of producing two additional arms(or arm-like appendages!) that sprout from your back, these limbs provide no extra power in and of themselves but to provide you with extra fists to punch your opponent and extra hands for grappling AND punching. This technique uses 0 KP in a KP Battle
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UT: Telekinesis- Plato uses his mind and can lift an object as small as a cup and as large as large chunks of rocks. Can be in battle or just used to bring stuff to you.
*To slowly begin to move the ring up*
Kp:2/3
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Post by Captoru on Dec 23, 2017 3:08:33 GMT
| ROUND ONE |
CAPTORU vs PLATOCAPTORU 1/2's PL: 250,000
| GAIN BONUSES: None | | MULTIPLIERS: None |
The Super Saiyan Three squirmed in Plato's grip, blue eyes blazing with determination. Plato spoke of his obligation-- Captoru grimaced with disgust at that word-- to protect his people. He had to win- for them. It was a noble cause, but was it a true one. "Can it, slimy." The trapped Captoru snarled. "Obligation. Really?! Life-- dedication, and all that is a WANT TO, not a HAVE TO-- If you really need to beat me, then you will want to. You won't have to." The saiyan snapped. It was hard to believe, he, a child, was giving this old spirit a lesson in positive thinking and philosophy.
"If you live solely on this accountability, then you're nothing more than a slave to others. A pawn to your own despair, ad you'd probably put it, dummy." The boy spoke from Plato's grip, wincing as it would tighten around his form. Still, he smiled wide. "...I said it before. I'll say it again. But if you give up because 'ya failed once, then you're really missing out on a whole wide world of chances and stuff!" He extended his arms to the sides, trying to push Plato's grip away from his form, though likely failing due to his lower power. "There's... There's always a way to fix things! Always a way to save! That's what I've learned from this stupid world! From Bing! From Collard! From Capper! From Etoru!"
Despite being clutched in a bear hug, the long-haired saiyan would flicker with ki- an attack festering in his own body. The second Captoru, still in his base form, watched his double with concern. Sure, the third form was giving him a new rush of stamina, but... It never lasted long. Time was running out, and they had to end this. Fast.
TAGS: Captoru -> Plato
OOC NOTES: NYEHEHEHEHEH
Captoru 1
1/3 KP [SU1] Ki Charge in use.
33% this post -> 66% next post | Captoru 2
3/3 KP
[SU3] Ki Collection in use... Again.
200% this post -> 300% next post |
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Post by Plato on Dec 23, 2017 3:32:39 GMT
He paused as the boy told him all the thing he was asking for were a want, not a have to. "Things I have to do things I want to do. There the same to me. I want to protect my people and I have too. Because there is not someone else. I just say like that because I had no other options in my eyes. I can't lose because I want to help them. Therefore I have to help them." Plato grunted as he was holding onto the powerful super saiyan boy. "Your right though there is an always a way to fix things and save things. When I get the dragonballs I can bring them back to life. I want to bring them back and I intend to. It feels funny to be lectured by someone, a young child. I sometimes wish I can be like that. Experience the joys of growing up again. That where life lessons are learned. However, I don't intend to keep this up." His Eyes glowed as he felt the increase of his power from both boys. It could be his defeat. Then he should make the best of it. He wanted to win but to do it he had to have his whole heart into it. Not a quarter, not a half all of it. All his being poured into winning this fight between him and Captoru. The Massive Floating rock began to shift around as his Telekinesis was pulling on the massive rock. Sweat dripped off his face as he tried to lift the damn thing. It was heavy on his mind and spirit. However, he needed it. No, he wanted it. He wanted to win. He could not believe this boy was teaching him something that had blown past him. He never thought about wants in a sense. He wanted other to be happy but and at one time maybe he wanted to be happy but he lost that. Maybe the way to redeem himself was not to bring them back from the dead but rejoining them in the act of living. Maybe that was all he needed. The Massive Rock sprung up slightly. With his power brought down, he could not throw it around like a meteor. However, knowing Captoru 2 was on the rock it may have caused him to fall slightly as he'd grin Kicking off the arena.
He'd hold on tight. He knew he had to endure. If he could hold onto the boy. If he could get to the arena ground and ring him out then he could do what he wanted to. He could win. He began to rocket to the ground at high speeds clutching onto the boy even though he was powering up fast. The other one Captoru was powering up fast as well. So he had little more time to waste. This may have been a turning point in the fight for his foe or himself. He just hoped it was enough. That he would be able to defeat his foe. He'd dig his hands into the boy to make sure he didn't pull away while went towards the ground. He could not take the risk. With a foe this powerful he could break out at any time if he had a lapse in focus.
UT: Telekinesis- Plato uses his mind and can lift an object as small as a cup and as large as large chunks of rocks. Can be in battle or just used to bring stuff to you.
*To move the ring to cause Captoru 2 to maybe fall or at least lose some balance while also using it rocket towards the ground with Captoru 1 in toe.
intending to reach the arena ground*
Kp:3/3
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Captoru
Newcomer
PL: 500,000
Zeni: N/A
Tag: @clodhopper
OOC Name: Sketch / Etoru
Posts: 32
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Post by Captoru on Dec 23, 2017 3:53:51 GMT
| ROUND ONE |
CAPTORU vs PLATOCAPTORU 1/2's PL: 250,000
| GAIN BONUSES: None | | MULTIPLIERS: None |
"Ghhhkkk...! Come on, come onnn!" The Captoru in Plato's arms growled, his long hair still ensnared and tangled in his arms. He gasped as Plato lifted some of the rocky arena off the ground, with his clone atop it. "Crapbaskets." The first double muttered. Now was the time to put everything in- the climax of their battle had come already. Ki flared around Captoru as a precise kick right to Plato's nose was attempted, followed by a serpentine wiggle and a followup gut kick to get out of Plato's grip- the Serpent Style was a precise and adaptive strategy, and perhaps just the right one needed so Captoru could free himself.
The other clone wasted no time, hopping off the rock and into the air. Regardless of whether or not his split escaped, action needed to be taken- now. Golden ki gathered, with the secondary split growling with the aura of a Super Saiyan Two. "NOW!" The Super Saiyan Three, regardless of if Plato still was holding him or not, called. "Shenkai..." The boy dashed forwards, leaping right towards Plato, pointing a hand at his face at point-blank."BEAM!" And with that, all the energy, all his determination, was released. Even if the attack missed, it would swerve right back around to hit his opponent... The clone smiled slightly, chuckling to himself. It had been awhile since he was pushed this hard. Seconds ticked away painfully as Captoru slowly opened his eyes, waiting to see the plausible climax of the fight...
TAGS: Captoru -> Plato
OOC NOTES: ALL OR NOTHIN
Captoru 1
0/3 KP [SU1] Ki Charge fired!
It turns into... [N1] Serpent Style!
PL of 165,000 fired! | Captoru 2
0/3 KP
[SU3] Ki Collection fired!
It turns into... [UV3] Hyper Shenkai Beam!
Homing PL of 495,000 (198%) fired! |
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Post by Plato on Dec 23, 2017 4:22:53 GMT
Plato was holding tight as he launched down as the boy struggled with the strength of a true super saiyan. He could barely hold him however the boy came in to fight. A kick slipped past nailing him in the face. The Grip Softened as blood flew out of his mouth. Then the boy tried to wiggle out. That kick alone would not make him let go but the next one would. The Kick landed in his gut as he flew back letting go of Captoru as he rocketed towards the ground. His vision was cloudy from the powerful blow. He had taken some heavy damage now but he knew there were still on the ground. So close yet so far. Then he saw the bright beam of golden ki heading towards him at high speeds. Seemed the first boy had launched his attack right then and now. The Beam was lower then he expected but it didn't matter. He probably had some plan. Plato watched the beam come at him at high speeds. He closed his eyes. He wanted to win, that mean putting all your chips down. If this was how it was meant to end. IF it meant he died again then he would accept it. To defeat such a foe he had put it all on the line. He wanted to win. The Powerful beam slammed into him without him trying to dodge. He screamed out in pain as he began to rocket towards the ground a massive hole in his chest.
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"Plato!!!!!!!!!!" Demetrius screamed out as the beam slammed into his chest. He didn't understand why his king had been unable or unwilling to dodge, "You can't give in you have to fight!!!" He Yelled through the stands everyone looking at him like he was crazy.
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Plato was not thinking as he began to fly towards the ground. Perhaps he had pushed it too far. Maybe this was how it was to end. With him being defeated a beam slamming through his chest he crashing to the floor and fading like a memory. Then he heard those words. His eyes lit up as he was inches from the ground as he'd spun stopping himself before he hit the ground with all his might. A woosh of wind launched from the area. Plato blue form was covered in red as he had taken near-fatal damage. Plato's chest had a massive gap. He would not have survived that if he had not taken it before. For once he had a reason to thank Walker. The beast had killed him before impaling him but this attack compared to that, it was easy to live. He didn't have time to waste. He pulled his strength altogether disappearing and reappearing above Captoru 1 so he didn't try and flee back to Captoru 2 and refuse. If he did he'd be doomed. He appeared with his eyes glowing red as he turned his head slightly down at Captoru 1.
"I Want to win." That was all that needed to be said about them. He pulled his fist back as he jetted through Captoru body as he phased right through it. Ghostly Ki began to surround Captoru,"Spirit...Rending...Slash!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Using this attack he'd remove the boy's heart while Phasing through him like a ghost which would then launch into the ground below. If this worked he'd turn looking at Captoru 2 with hastened breaths. He was close to going down, but he'd lay his life down after he got the dragonballs not before.
*Took Both of the Captoru Attack Dealing a massive 132 Percent Damage! Plato is near death!!!!!!!!!!!!*
*Plato barely manages to stop himself while bleeding out leaping back up to take down Captoru 1*
*Mp3: Spirit Rending Slash- Plato Phases his whole body through a target in the attempt to remove a vital organ or damage one but ripping it out of their body. Deals 100 percent damage.*
*500,000 damage aimed to kill and or disable captoru 1*
Kp:0/3
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Captoru
Newcomer
PL: 500,000
Zeni: N/A
Tag: @clodhopper
OOC Name: Sketch / Etoru
Posts: 32
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Post by Captoru on Dec 23, 2017 4:52:29 GMT
| ROUND ONE |
CAPTORU vs PLATOCAPTORU's PL: 500,000| GAIN BONUSES: None | | MULTIPLIERS: None |
For a moment, it seemed like the duo of duos had won. Both remained silent for a few moments, hovering in the air... And then, of course, Plato's eye would snap open. "NO!" The straggling second split yelled. This was all too familiar to Xylo and Ouroboros' attempted murder of Etoru on Namek. He couldn't let this happen again. He wouldn't. "STAY AWAY FROM HIM!"
With a burst of speed with the aid of the Super Saiyan Three state, the second clone zoomed alongside Plato, grabbing his double's hand just as the ghost's attack connected. The combined duo crossed his arms in an attempt to block it, but... With a flash of light, they became one again, though a shrill yell echoed as the attack still hit- and hit hard. The fusion dropped to the ground, rolling back with a whimper...
Everything hurt, and the crowd gasped. Some screams echoed, while others remained silent. The fusion boy's eyes slowly opened, vision still fuzzy... He saw a trail of red leading to his battered body. He could make out two tannish... thin things on the ground lying nearby on the trail of blood. When his vision finally came to, his heart nearly stopped dead at what he saw.
Captoru did a double take. He glanced down to his arms. Lo and behold, both of his forearms had been slashed right off when he had raised them to shield from Plato's heartbreaking attack. Blood dripped from the stubs, and the fusion held stiff for a few moments, shaking with pain. He closed his eyes, fumbling to his feet while blood poured out of his new wounds... Seeing his disembodied arms, still twitching on occasion, made him want to hurl.
Captoru fumbled fumbled to his knees, taking in some heavy breaths and attempting, and failing to compose himself again. "You..." He muttered, shaking... Orange aura flared around his body, with piercing orange pupils locking onto Plato. Voices urged the saiyan to push on. He hurt a lot now, but... Plato would have to try a lot harder than this to tear his spirit out. His knees shook below his form as he stood back up, blood dripping onto the ground below.
"You're gonna... gonna have to try a l-lot harder than THAT." He smiled wide, tears of pain trickling down his cheeks. But nonetheless, the saiyan knew that real heroes smiled, even when things hurt. Even when things seemed bad, or even hopeless.
TAGS: Captoru -> Plato
OOC NOTES: well then
Captoru 1 and 2 CANCEL [UT1] Dual Multiform to tank Plato's Spirit Rending Slash! 100% of their PL is tanked!
CAPTORU
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Post by Plato on Dec 23, 2017 5:34:02 GMT
Plato was about to finish him off however the Other Captoru got in the way. It still caused a lot of damage of course but it didn't do what he expected. The King shuts his eyes as he crashed into the arena floor. That was all he had in him. He coughed out a heap of blood his teeth gritted together. He didn't feel anything but he knew his ghostly body was coming apart. He was able to raise his head to see the boy was also highly damaged. Blood was everywhere and it seemed he had lost his two arms. He didn't his attack to do that damage. Them refusing must have done something odd. Plato planted his feet as his vision was getting hazy. Was he going to lose? He didn't know, maybe Captoru was not gonna get up. However, that was not going to be the case. The boy slowly rose to his feet despite his wounds. Plato could not give up if he was not. However, he had taken more damage throughout the whole fight. The King let out a sigh, if he was going to lose he'd rather lose on his feet. Plato pressed his palms to the ground blood falling everywhere around him. He'd slowly rise to his feet looking up at the boy. Seemed neither of them would be done. Though he had accepted he would most likely be defeated. He had taken more damage and his gamble in some senses failed. He was hoping to knock one out then get a ring out or maybe fight the weakened one alone. Seems fate had not been on his side. The boy smiled as he exclaimed that he would have to do a lot better if he wanted to beat him. "Guess... I got to try harder then..." Plato took in a rasped breath as he collapsed to a knee still trying to recover. He grunted in anger at how he looked. So feeble he had made his gamble and it didn't pay off. Guess it was time to see what he could do with 4 minutes left.
Kp:1/3
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Captoru
Newcomer
PL: 500,000
Zeni: N/A
Tag: @clodhopper
OOC Name: Sketch / Etoru
Posts: 32
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Post by Captoru on Dec 23, 2017 5:52:39 GMT
| ROUND ONE |
CAPTORU vs PLATOCAPTORU's PL: 500,000
CAPPER'S PL: 100,000 | ETORU'S PL: 300,000
| GAIN BONUSES: None | | MULTIPLIERS: None |
Captoru's form flashed with light, his two souls now unstably holding together by a thread. A ripple of light flashed across his form, and the boy slouched over with a whimper. Plato was struggling just as much as well now, and his fusion only had a few spare seconds left. "I... We're not gonna lose to someone who gave up... on themself!" Captoru groaned in pain and protest, orange eyes fixing on Plato. With the last ounce of his energy, the shaking bits of pointed rubble floated into the air, being thrown at Plato at a weakened, moderate speed. With that last stand, the fusion took a few more stumbling steps forward, falling to the ground.
His form dissipated into light, with a green and orange streak bursting off to each side. "Ugghhhh..." A new voice groaned. Capper opened his eyes, lifting his arm... He only had one limb now, much like his partner- whom was also spread across the ground a ways away. "E--Etoru! No!" Capper spoke aloud, fumbling forwards and tripping, crawling over the last few feet to his friend. "No, no, no! Y- you can't be..." Plato didn't even exist anymore in Capper's eyes, just tunnel-visioned onto his ally. Thankfully unfusing wasn't against the tourney rules due to the Vargas' poor understanding of metamoran fusion...
With his one arm, Capper picked up Etoru's form and slumped him over his shoulder, breathing heavily and struggling to stand with his unconscious friend's weight on his back now. He felt his buddy's heart beat-- he was still alive. There was still hope... But was Captoru's last attack really enough to lay down Plato for good? Capper inhaled slowly, falling to one knee and raising his head to eye Plato... He... almost wanted his opponent to win now so he could get his wish, but-- He himself also wanted to win this. For Etoru.
TAGS: Captoru -> Plato
OOC NOTES: i still feel like my last post was kinda fucky but let us continue
CAPTORU
0/3 KP | [N1] Enhanced Telekinesis used!
165,000 PL fired at Plato.
Intent to K.O |
Captoru unfuses after using Enhanced Telekinesis!
CAPPER
100,000 PL | 0/3 KP | ETORU
300,000 PL | 0/3 KP | STILL ALIVE HOO HAH
No actions taken.
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No actions taken.
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