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Post by Capper the Patroller on Dec 18, 2017 2:42:11 GMT
Capper had heard that Samba had a BONE to pick with Zucceta.
He chuckles internally at his corny joke. Again, another crowded match that was bound to be good."In the Major League we have Samba and Empress Zucceta battling in Round Two!"
ROUND TWO of the Multiversal Tournament has begun! Player Versus Player Matches have a set 48 hour timer for posts. Failing to post in time will result in disqualification. After ten days pass (*10 minutes IC), if a knockout, ring out, and so on is not accomplished, judges will decide a winner. Without further adieu, get to punching each other.
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Post by Empress Zucceta on Dec 18, 2017 9:51:27 GMT
Knuckles cracked, as an armoured saiyajin landed in the ring.
Dark eyes flittered from the floor of the arena to the vast stars above. So many fighters from so many universes. All of them, dirt beneath her. The true empress of all reality.
A hiss of steam erupted from her Furiosa: Edition T. The mechanical arm was larger and less subtle than that of the Zucceta from that other universe. There was something wrong with that Zucceta, the Empress considered. A deep weakness had replaced the only driving force in her life.
H a t r e d.
One way or another, this tournament was an opportunity for the empress.
Every single soul fighting in this tournament from another universe would die to the Saiyan Solar Empire. Every single universe would come under her thumb. This was destiny. Her Might Legion would oppress every pure soul in the multiverse, other versions of Zucceta included.
This puppy would be the first. Her last foe hadn't bothered to show up properly, had left some note about site building and being really busy. That didn't matter now.
Finally, her fists would meet flesh and rend them from bone. |
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Post by Samba on Dec 18, 2017 23:33:06 GMT
| Round Two - Empress Zucceta VS Samba || SAMBA'S BASE PL: 253,377 SAMBA'S CURRENT PL: 500,000 |
| GAIN BONUSES: N/A | | PL MULTIPLIERS: Suppressed cus Vargas' Technology |
Elation filled the Zoanthroped when it was announced that he had won his match, but just as quickly it was replaced by a deep-seated fear when his next opponent was called out.
Empress Zucceta...
He had heard about her, or rather he had asked the Vargas about her when it and a Namekian approached him to heal his injuries taken from his previous match and didn't like what he heard one bit. From what he gathered, she was cold-hearted, cruel, warmongering and merciless, just to name a few things she's been called by those that knew of her reputation.
It was everything he dreamt his Zucceta to be and how she acted, right until the veil had been lifted from his eyes once he saw the true character that she possessed. Landing in the ring silently, he looked at his opponent's eyes, trying to see if he could spot something, anything that could give him a chance to think this Zucceta wasn't as bad as she was told to be.
He saw nothing but a black abyss ready to consume everything until there was nothing left.
His eyes hardened, the fear that had been clenching his heart slowly abating, replaced by a feeling that he knew quite well, and one that he'd need in the trials ahead.
D e t e r m i n a t i o n.
Faintly, as he fell into his battle stance, he couldn't help but wonder if his Zucceta from his Universe was among the stands, if she was watching her double and if she was pitying her from what she had become, or being glad that she hadn't turned out this way at all. Probably not, perhaps she was busy with her own match to worry about her double, but that was fine.
It was time.
TAGS: Empress Zucceta
OOC NOTES: Let's dance.
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Post by Empress Zucceta on Dec 19, 2017 13:50:47 GMT
"Stop me if you've heard this one before, mutt, but you'd look better with a collar around that throat," the Empress sneered, a dark grin curling at her lips, a grin that didn't quite reach the abyssal blackness of her eyes.
"Tell me... what happened to the me in your world? Did I still invade Earth? Were we repelled..? Did that... Super Saiyan Squad betray us? That has to be it. The change. He was always a dumb one. It was satisfying to end his little pacifist-saiyan paradise on Earth, along with the planet."
The dog recognised her, that much was clear. He'd encountered his Zucceta. She wondered what he thought of her. She wondered what everyone thought of that Zucceta. If the invasion had still happened--and Lady Death's gut instinct told her that it had--then what was the change? It had to be loss. Weakness. But how would loss lead to... that, a suited thing with... real smiles?
Empress Zucceta couldn't remember what that felt like.
"Come at me, dog." |
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Post by Samba on Dec 19, 2017 17:48:28 GMT
| Round Two - Empress Zucceta VS Samba || SAMBA'S BASE PL: 253,377 SAMBA'S CURRENT PL: 500,000 |
| GAIN BONUSES: N/A | | PL MULTIPLIERS: Suppressed cus Vargas' Technology |
Samba narrowed his eyes at the insult but didn't reach much about it besides the slight raise of his hackles. His attention was more focused on her grin, seeing that it somehow seemed... wrong, for some reason. Like Zucceta was trying to get some sort of amusement from her own joke, yet it didn't seem that she could feel it.
Perhaps he was just looking too much into it.
Though he couldn't help the snarl of anger that left his throat when she mentioned invading and conquering the Earth, her tone like that of someone talking about a business transaction and not ending the lives of billions of people. "Yes, you still invaded the Earth," Samba growled with a bass tone, his voice sounding like a caged animal prowling across its prison. "Earth fought valiantly against your might, countless lives were lost in the war..." It was easy to notice how he seemed to bristle at the mention of lives being lost, as his family and friends were one of the many casualties of the invasion, leaving him the sole survivor as far as he was aware.
"In the end, a valiant group fought against you and made you retreat, I don't know the exact circumstances, but that lost changed you." He grinned then, wisps of energy licking his shoulders as he tensed his muscles. "Changed you for the better. My Zucceta is happy, she has a heart, companions, people that support her and stand by her..." It was true that it changed her for the better, and while Zucceta was still haunted by the errors of her past, she was making amends little by little every day as far as he was told.
An eyebrow rose, the Zoanthrope seeming to be mocking her with that expression alone. "She can smile, and mean it. Can you say the same?"
Not wasting any more time, not when Zucceta oh so graciously opened the floor for him, the dark-furred Wolfman dashed towards her at speed, an arm cocked back ready to punch her right in the face, only for it to have been a fakeout at the last second as he phased out of existence, reappearing behind her with his leg in mid-swing aimed at her back.
TAGS: Empress Zucceta
OOC NOTES: Let's dance.
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Post by Empress Zucceta on Dec 20, 2017 9:30:53 GMT
Lady Death picked up on Samba's emotional heartache. "Aw, widdle puppy, did I take something precious from you?" she cooed, her eyes filled with rage.
Still, Samba's words meant something to the Empress. Nothing good, but something. Her right eye twitched. "Your Zucceta is weak, and I am strong. This is the philosophy of the super saiyajin. There is no pride in defeat, and no strength in companionship." She spat every syllable of the last word.
Something vicious curled her lips. "You're going to wish you were dead."
Samba rushed forward. Most of Empress Zucceta's body was relaxed; no point to unnecessary tension. Her stomach tightened as Samba's fist dashed towards her face, but... it was too easy to block. This is a feint.
The wolfman blinked out of existence. Lady Death felt him behind her, a second away from sharply kicking her spine. The ruler of the Solar Empire bent backwards, her frame curling just beneath the kick; wind ruffled through the saiyan's black hair. Fire was in her eyes.
With her bulky Furiosa variant, she slapped out with hard metal knuckles, intending to shatter Samba's ankle. |
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Post by Samba on Dec 20, 2017 23:55:44 GMT
| Round Two - Empress Zucceta VS Samba || SAMBA'S BASE PL: 253,377 SAMBA'S CURRENT PL: 500,000 |
| GAIN BONUSES: N/A | | PL MULTIPLIERS: Suppressed cus Vargas' Technology |
"You took everything from me!" Samba snarled, unable to hide his rage any longer, not when she sounded so smug about it, it didn't matter that this one wasn't exactly the one that committed the crime, she still invaded the Earth and killed countless people, which also probably counted his own counterpart from her Universe.
His feint didn't work, and he wasn't surprised that it hadn't, in fact, he'd been severely disappointed yet elated if his feint had managed to get the drop on her. Seeing her counterattack, and knowing just how deadly some mechanical appendages could be in the right hands —Curse you, Dr. Breech and your lot— Samba quickly channeled energy in his foot to mitigate most of the damage, yet he couldn't hide the wince and small yelp of pain as her metallic arm hit him right in his ankle, making his foot vibrate up his leg something fierce.
He'd have to be careful about engaging her in close combats with that arm she possessed, but close combat is where he excelled, even if he had a lot of energy beam techniques under his belt, one, in particular, came to mind.
Perhaps he'd need it to defeat her, but for now, he wouldn't dare to use it just yet.
Countering quickly, he'd use his momentum in the air to roll forward right into her personal space and began to aim a barrage of punches, jabs, and kicks at her body to keep her on her toes, yet it was noticeable how he seemed to favor his good leg to kick instead of the other one which was still throbbing in pain.
Still, even in this deadly dance, he couldn't help but continue their diatribe. "You're full of yourself, is what you are. But that can't be helped after all; most Saiyans are driven by their pride." A sneer found its way across his muzzle. "It's lonely at the top, Zucceta. Didn't no one ever told you that?"
TAGS: Empress Zucceta
OOC NOTES: Let's dance.
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Post by Empress Zucceta on Dec 21, 2017 15:36:12 GMT
The Empress weaved in and out of Samba's blows, trickles of sweat dripping from her forehead. In between weaves, she'd retort, a word at a time,: "I - think - I've - taught - you - all - about - loneliness, - mutt."
The solar queen released a loud kiai from her lungs, aiming to blow the dog a distance backwards, and began to reverse the assault. Steam began to shoot out, hissing, from her bulkier Furiosa limb. "Its lonely everywhere. Might as well be on top." |
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Post by Samba on Dec 21, 2017 16:21:31 GMT
| Round Two - Empress Zucceta VS Samba || SAMBA'S BASE PL: 253,377 SAMBA'S CURRENT PL: 500,000 |
| GAIN BONUSES: N/A | | PL MULTIPLIERS: Suppressed cus Vargas' Technology |
He was pushed back by her power, and back on the defensive as he blocked or dodged what he could, yet the metallic limb packed quite the punch with every strike she made, earning a small wince of pain from him. "Too bad your men were so incompetent they couldn't kill me back then!"
He gritted his teeth, his muscles tensing as he prepared to strike. "It's time someone taught you that the bigger they are..." With their close proximity to one another, Samba will try to use that to his advantage by side-stepping one of her blows while also closing him on his target, aiming to grab Zucceta into a from behind and slam her to the ground.
"The harder they fall!"
But should the fates not be and she managed to counter or get away before he could grab her, then well... he'll burn that bridge when he gets to it.
TAGS: Empress Zucceta
OOC NOTES: Let's dance.
Technique used: +[N1] Veritubach - Rushing to the opponent, Samba turns around side to side with the target, and places them in a suplex hold. Upon the performance of the throw, Samba howls and jumps up into the air, before positioning the target to land back first when the jump lands. Their impact is capable of producing a huge explosion, and the target bounces back, being dealt massive damage. Does 33% of Samba's PL in damage and uses 1KP in a KP Battle.
KP: 2/3
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Post by Empress Zucceta on Dec 23, 2017 18:03:04 GMT
The wolfman successfully countered Zucceta's flurry. His grip was tight, and, for all her struggling, the Empress couldn't immediately figure out an easy way to escape. "Oh, shi-"
When she hit the floor, the arena erupted in a bright ki explosion. The katchin held.... just. The crowd were both awed and annoyed; glasses and hairdos were cracked and ruined, respectively, though no energy escaped through the defensive barriers.
When the smoke cleared, the Empress stood, panting, a couple of metres away from the wolfman. A trickle of blood spilled from her lip, cliche-style. She licked it... and grinned. "Tell me that's not the best you've got, mutt."
A fizzling, blood-red energy razor erupted to life at her side. In the blink of an eye she would be at his throat, aiming to cut his head clean off.
[UP2 Razor used! KP 1/3]
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Post by Samba on Dec 25, 2017 23:54:36 GMT
| Round Two - Empress Zucceta VS Samba || SAMBA'S BASE PL: 253,377 SAMBA'S CURRENT PL: 500,000 |
| GAIN BONUSES: N/A | | PL MULTIPLIERS: Suppressed cus Vargas' Technology |
"Hardly." Samba retorted with a feral grin, only for the expression to falter as his eyes caught the shimmering blade of ki that the Empress summoned seconds later. Something told him that he really did not like to be hit by that anytime soon.
His hackle rose as the air was displaced, Zucceta shifting back into the material world a few mere feet in front of him, her hand already in mid-swing aiming that dangerous blade at his throat. He didn't have much time to dodge, so the most he could do was take a few steps back to create some sort of distance between them, raise his arms in a vain effort to block most of the damage...
Pain.
White hot pain lancet through his right arm, crimson liquid splattering against the ground in an arc as a roar of pain reverberated through the arena floor. Arms shaking, the Zoanthrope panted for breath as he tried to calm his body from going into shock, an arm hanging limply by his side and periodically dripping blood from the wound it has been inflicted.
"Bitch," Samba growled, raising his good arm, palm against the wound and concentrated, a snarl of pain leaving his lips as his palm glowed with power and began to sear the wound close, steam and the smell of singed fur rising into the air after a few seconds. "You'll pay for that." Slowly, energy began to lick and whisps against his shoulder, his power level rising little by little.
TAGS: Empress Zucceta
OOC NOTES: Let's dance.
Technique used: ++[SU2] Ki Charge - Allows Samba to charge his Ki in general, rather than for a specific technique. SU1 Allows gathering for an N1 or V2, SU2 for a UP2 or UV3, and SU3 for an MP3 technique.
Charge: 66% > 99% next turn.
KP: 3/3
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Post by Empress Zucceta on Dec 26, 2017 9:26:56 GMT
The razor sizzled through one of Samba's arms, not quite removing it but causing it to flail, limply, at the wolfman's side. Fire flooded the Empress's eyes. She barked laughter.
"Eyes for eyes, puppy." She grinned. "You seem to know all about that cycle."
As Samba began to gather his energy, the saiyan queen gathered her breath.
[NOTE: You can't recover to 3/3 KP and also start a charge in the same turn. It counts as an action. I imagine you'll either choose to charge an UP2/tier 2 attack, or not charge for a turn.
KP 2/3] |
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Post by Samba on Dec 26, 2017 13:12:14 GMT
| Round Two - Empress Zucceta VS Samba || SAMBA'S BASE PL: 253,377 SAMBA'S CURRENT PL: 500,000 |
| GAIN BONUSES: N/A | | PL MULTIPLIERS: Suppressed cus Vargas' Technology |
Instead of snarling, a derisive smirk crossed the Wolfman's features. "You think you're the only one who matters. You think you can put off death. But that way of thinking made you foolish and thoughtless. If you kill someone, someone else will kill you... this hatred binds us together." The power kept rising, particles of energy floating like mote into the sky.
"I guess that's the difference between you and my Zucceta. She felt remorse for killing people needlessly and is trying to stop the cycle of hatred, little by little. She actually managed to stop a war between the Saiyans and the Namekians, albeit with the help of a few others that sought for peace instead of continuing the cycle of pain. While you strut about acting like you're better than everyone else when it looks like you're desperately trying to find something that's missing." Because why else would someone want to conquer all of everything, while sure the feeling of conquest and dominance was there, once there was nothing left there would only be a void of nothingness in the gap created in their path.
Taking a deep breath, the Zoanthrope looked at his opponent with a gaze that was filled hatred, pity, and determination.
"It's time to end this."
TAGS: Empress Zucceta
OOC NOTES: Let's dance.
Technique used: +++[SU2] Ki Charge - Allows Samba to charge his Ki in general, rather than for a specific technique. SU1 Allows gathering for an N1 or V2, SU2 for a UP2 or UV3, and SU3 for an MP3 technique.
Charge: 132% > 198% next turn.
KP: 3/3
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Post by Empress Zucceta on Dec 26, 2017 20:08:59 GMT
Empress Zucceta listened to Samba's derision with a neutral expression on her face. At the end of his sentence, she let loose a little noise, a small "nyuh". Her lips shivered.
She doubled over, laughing. Her shoulders rocked back and forth in place as she howled laughter. "Oh... oh man. Oh MAN! That's fucking rich, you dumbass. You thought you had me sussed out after... what? Five minutes of fighting me?" She doubled over again. Tears of laughter dripped from her nose.
She stood up, panting as she tried to regain her composure. "You must think you're some kind of... what? Warrior psychologist?" She took a deep breath. "I think you - snort - missed the mark." She wiped underneath her eyes.
"Go on, then. 'End it.' You bloody moron."
[KP 3/3
Your KP is 2/3 btw.] |
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Post by Samba on Dec 26, 2017 20:38:56 GMT
| Round Two - Empress Zucceta VS Samba || SAMBA'S BASE PL: 253,377 SAMBA'S CURRENT PL: 500,000 |
| GAIN BONUSES: N/A | | PL MULTIPLIERS: Suppressed cus Vargas' Technology |
The Wolfman continued to charge, a deadpan expression upon his face as his opponent almost broke her spleen laughing her ass off, calling him out on his bullshit as she did so. Samba shrugged his shoulders, a self-deprecating smirk crossing his muzzle. "I always had a flair for the dramatic."
Taking a deep breath, the Zoan gave out a small chuckle. "After all, I'm just a teenager." With that said, the Zoan began to charge the energy above the palm of his hand, slowly making it take shape into a blue ball of energy, the sphere humming slightly with its power as it floated there.
His eyes narrowed slightly as he saw how wide open her guard was at the moment. She truly believed that she had nothing to be afraid of, nor that she needed to make any effort at all to counter what he was trying to do. Behind closed lips, his teeth grit against one another in annoyance. 'Either she's gonna met my technique by equal power... or she's going to dodge it...'
Both likehoods were quite high, and yet he had come this far, he couldn't back down now. 'I should have used Kikoho against her when I had the chance. Stupid.' Shaking his head, the Zoan cocked his good arm back before throwing it forward with a cry of "Crescent Moon Cannon!"
The ball of energy would soar towards its target, intend on crashing and explode with great momentum should it connect, but there was a twist in this, a small smirk forming at the corner of his lips at his plan should she try and dodge it.
TAGS: Empress Zucceta
OOC NOTES: Let's dance.
Technique used: ++[V2] Crescent Moon Cannon - A variation of Full Moon Cannon that has the Homing Effect; where if the enemy would manage to dodge it with an Afterimage technique, Samba would twist his hand sharply to the side to make the energy sphere home back to the target. Uses 2KP and does 33% of Samba's PL damage.
Charge: Thrown at 99% Charge.
KP: 0/3
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