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Post by Deleted on May 17, 2015 10:15:09 GMT
(Thread power level 19,940) The tournament had drawn a crowd some who knew of the spectacle others who didn't merely allured by a crowd and the space ship docked not far off. The big prize for the bigger tourney. However Jarvis himself was signed up for something before those fights. Jarvis had earned the bit to be in the starting fight before the bigger tourney started. The first show to entertain the crowd and warm them up to the sight of battle before the powers that were ready for the larger fights took place. Hearing the sizes of their powers or how high a average might be almost made him shake a little. It was a rather unsettling thought to realize just how strong some people kicking around were. Makes one a little more weary about starting any trouble that's for damn sure. The crowd was big however and plenty of things drawing in more people from food to the excitement of battle. All sort of races too. Jarvis had prepared cleaned himself and made proper look for spectacle. Walking his way toward the battle grounds making his way to the arena. His blue hair clean and shining along with a smirk on his lips and pearly white teeth. He wore no shirt but instead showed his upper saiyan body figure along with his brenchian agile features. A fit toned body like chiseled stone but still thin rather then hulky like a pure saiyan. He wore his human like black military pants but no combat boots bare foot on the stone arena. He'd walk up into the arena smiling and looking around throwing a smile at a woman or two in the crowd. He'd charge energy blades around his arms as if showing off. Before drawing in a heavy breath of air and firing a launch of a fiery blast into the air as it swirled and went on and on until it was to small to see. A small but interesting sight to rouse the crowd. He'd smile and smirk laughing out loud flexing his muscles. The blue tail waving free enjoying being a bit of a show for a moment. " Heh. This is a nice change of pace."
His sword wasn't with him and the rest of his gear waiting in a dressing room for him. His knuckles cracked and he popped his neck and his shoulders. Loosening up his body. He was ready to fight and he had a smile the kind that swelled with pride. He wasn't gonna go easy at all on his opponent. It was time for a battle and he was gonna give a show these people wouldn't forget. Articho Reville
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Post by Articho Reville on May 18, 2015 3:22:14 GMT
(Thread PL: 16,639) Articho couldn't helo but grin as he made his way through the Tenkaichi Budokai grounds. It was more than he could have hoped for to actually fight in these hallowed battle grounds. He was practically bouncing with excitement as he made his way to the arena. He knew he wasn't in the main event of the day, but the hybrid still wanted to put on a good show and have an amazing fight with, surprise, Jarvis. Seemed to Articho that he and his fellow half-Saiyan were seemingly drawn together constantly. This would certainly be more fun than the underground tournament.
As Articho entered the arena, he threw a few quick jabs and kicks to pump the crowd up. The large amount of people in the stands ate it up and cheered loudly. The hybrid's blue eyes shone brightly as he stood in his typical training gear of a white sleeveless exercise shirt, his black exercise shorts, and his sneakers. His tail swished back and forth as he did a bouncing jog to his side of the arena. Articho faced his opponent, the blue half-Brenchian Jarvis. The half-human smiled at him. "Jarvis!" he said cheerfully. "Fancy seeing you here. Weird how we were here when it was completley empty not too long ago. I must say, I prefer this to the warehouse, as well." Articho grinned, hoping that Jarvis would be willing to warm up to him and say hi.
The hybrid stood with his fists raised and bouncing on his toes. The roar of the crowd made adrenaline rush through Articho's system. He was pumped and ready to fight and win. He really needed the heavy weights the tournament was offering as a prize for winning. It would save him a lot of zeni to win the weights he needed to train with Master Ninjin and it would speed up his goal to get to the training much quicker. "I hope we can have a nice fight, Jarvis. Don't expect me to go easy on you!"
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Post by Deleted on May 18, 2015 3:39:30 GMT
Jarvis would be moving before Articho even finished his words of greetings towards. Him with anger and rage in his eyes. His feet kicking off the ground as his bare upper body flexed and his muscles were tightening. Letting his tail flow freely behind his back instead of squeezed around his waist like one normally would in such a battle. The energy should shoot of the ground where he kicked off moving forward at tremendous speed. Ready to strike with fire in his eyes as he burned to slice into his foe. This was a more profound battle with better folks watching. Which made Articho the foe that needed cut down.
His forearms glowed bright with energy wasting no time as his speed rushed for Articho's gut. He'd would attempt to stab energy blade into the mans stomach. Roughly and harshly hoping it would hit on target. If it did he would then try and follow it with a upward slash to cut into and upward to create a open slice in Articho's belly. The move a early sign he'd not waste time with such minor bits of greeting. This was a battle and he would use whatever he had at top peek to take down Articho. Even if the attacks became a little fatal possibly. "Stop talking! Fight boy!"
[Blue Slashers: 33% charged. 6,600]
(ooc: Don't forget your power level c:)
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Post by Articho Reville on May 18, 2015 4:06:26 GMT
Articho glared at Jarvis as the man flew towards him with his Brenchian arm blades. Clearly, he was wasting no time and would even restort to a near fatal attack to end it. That was no fun. The half-human wanted a good fight with Jarvis, but his quick attempt at winning by injuring him so harshly was more than a little cheap. Articho stepped to the left of the man's blades arm. The straight forward dash at him was fairly easy to dodge. The hybrid swung his right elbow at Jarvis' cheek. If it hit he would follow up by grabbing the half-Brenchian's head and smashing it into his left knee before aiming a kick into Jarvis' stomach. If he missed, he would use his momentum to roll forward on the ground and push off of it, aiming a headbutt into the other hybrid's stomach.
"How rude," Articho said jokingly. "Can we not have a friendly duel? Do you always have to try and kill someone?"
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Post by Deleted on May 18, 2015 4:22:14 GMT
The first attack missed but given the range he didn't exactly expect it to hit. His foe answering quickly in kind as well quickly and direct. But Jarvis was ready as the energy was dispersing from his hand the blade dissipating Jarvis slammed his palm towards Articho's elbow stopping the attack after a moment his palms reinforcing one another to cause the attack to halt. He'd feel his hair grabbed and snarl smashing his hands down on the knee as it came up. The attack was difficult to predict as it entered its second attack when he came for his head with the knee. His palms pushing down shoving the knee back to the ground saving him from harsh blow yanking his head free from the grip as well. A kick hit him in the stomach for a moment and caused him to cough and sneer as he drew in a heavy breath. It wasn't a gasp however as he began drawing in energy in a heavy breath. Letting it hide as a gasp.
A little sensation of pain in his stomach was brewing as Articho came at him quick throwing so many attacks in quick succession. Jarvis's hands reached out grabbing the mans head forward as he slid back a few inches on the arena floor. The stone before his feet quickly bracing his sliding back and he held sternly holding Articho back. The attacks were strong so the fight was interesting and getting more so. A little bit of hot air was seeping past Jarvis's lips as he drew in heavy breath. more so looking to Articho with blue eyes of fire and aggression.
He didn't speak nor did he yet throw attack as his tail flowed freely behind him looking at Articho as he held the boys head in his hand from the headbutt. Gazing with defiance and anger a more saiyanly look then he'd had in a long time.
[charging Breath of Fire: 33%]
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Post by Articho Reville on May 18, 2015 4:45:50 GMT
Articho growled loudly as he felt his head immobilize in Jarvis' hands. He couldn't move it, but he could move everything else. The hybrid began to throw punches into the half-Brenchian's stomach over and over again. He threw each hook and jab as hard as he could all over tr man's stomach and sides. While he did it, Articho attmepted to dart his tail over to his opponent's neck and wrap it around it tightly. If he managed to do so, the hybrid would yank Jarvis' forward and over his back, then follow up by fallingg back and slamming his elbow into the small of the other hybrid's back. If he didn't grab Jarvis' neck, then that would mean that his hands wouldn't be on his head anymore. If that were the case, Articho would swing his head up quickly and try to headbutt his opponent in the chin, then follow up with an upper cut and a swift kick to his stomach.
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Post by Deleted on May 18, 2015 5:02:31 GMT
He'd feel the the punches for his gut taking them bluntly his stomach hardening as he felt a rough breath and the energy within burning strong. The fists were strong but he was keeping his muscles tensed as energy was focusing in his lungs. The tail would wrap around his neck as well causing Jarvis to jeer with as nicker. Grabbing the tail with his free hand and throwing a foot forward to catch the weight as the man tried to flip him and pull back standing his ground and using the leg to give him counter balance not move. Articho did however plan for this and send a headbutt into Jarvis's chin but Jarvis wouldn't release the tail either if his fingers got a strong enough grasp on it. If Articho had ever gotten a grip it'd have likely been in Jarvis's clutches.
The uppercut however would be gripped and caught with Jarvis's spare fist as well trying to stop the blow and grip the hand steady. If all was successful he'd have a bruised stomach and a lightly bruised chin from a headbutt but if he pulled it off he'd have a tail in one hand and a fist clenched in the other. An he needed neither of those hands freed up to attack as he parted his lips and fired out a very strong very hot blast of fire. The energy would swirl out as the fire would ignite int he heavy blast of ki and flame. Trying to use no only a grasp but also proximity for the attack. Trying to dig his nails deep in the tail if it was in his grasp. Jarvis wasn't gonna lose again. He'd been thrown to the floor time and time again on this planet. He was gonna stand victories at least once or he'd die with battle honor. If he had to he'd risk deadly force and take any as well. The look in his eye as if he were at war not in a tourney.
The fire that shot out would be much larger then the original flame Articho had seen prior when in the standing of the show. It was larger burned brighter and hotter. Much faster trying to consume all it hit in fire. Not a blast of explossive ki but fire to burn his foe as well.
[Breath of Fire: 66%: Power level 13,200]
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Post by Articho Reville on May 18, 2015 5:23:57 GMT
Articho glared at Jarvis, but he couldn't move more than a few inches with his upper body. His opponent was a tough son of a bitch and refused to let go of his tail or hand. He still had his other hand and feet free, but before he could think of what to do with them, he watched Jarvis open his mouth with deep flames in it. The hybrid quickly ducked and the flames soared over his head and began to scorch his tail and butt. He yelped in pain. Shit, that was hot. It didn't hurt his tail so much since he had trained it, but his butt felt like it was at a barbecue. He needed to do something quick before he lost his tail entirely. The hybrid quickly shifted his fingers so his gripped hand was interlocked with Jarvis' hand. His tail wrapped around the man's wrist tightly to prevent it from moving. Using his free hand, Articho threw it up and slammed it into the half-Brenchian's lower jaw. He hoped to close the man's mouth and seal the fire inside it. If he succeeded, they would be left with another deadlock of limbs. Except his legs were still free and the hybrid need to get himself some space and his limbs free from the man's grip.
So Articho swung his foot straight at Jarvis' crotch, hoping to kick the man in his soft spot. If he succeded, Articho would use the desired distraction to back away and give himself some space. If he was unsuccessful, he would attempt to headbutt Jarvis' in the nose, then kick him as hard as he could in the man's side.
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Post by Deleted on May 18, 2015 5:36:27 GMT
Jarvis felt his hand gripped back in a counter grasp as well as the tail wrap around his wrist. His foe was burnt but only lightly singed it seemed. The free hand flew up towards Jarvis jaw but as the warrior would show he could be the beast in battle if needed be thrusting his jaw down opening his mouth and sinking teeth into the fist using his face to force onto it. His saiyan teeth sharp from ripping flesh from cooked hunts many a time. He'd bite down and try and latch his teeth on. If Articho's hand was grasped he'd try not only to bit but literally rip the flesh from the mans knuckles and chew it if successful. However his jaw would if it bit down go rougher when feeling the kick to his groin. Likely showing all his power in the bite. Jarvis wouldn't let this man get away though trying to twist his arm and grip the tail tighter that tangled at his wrist. Not giving it time to unfurl if he was fast enough. AS well as attempting to refuse to let this man untangle his fingers from Jarvis's own hand. He'd take the headbutt directly likely at this point either having had the hand pulled free from his mouth if he had the bite successful. Taking the headbutt snarling even taking the kick letting his body jerk but his hands only squeezing harder.
"Coward... going for a blow... like that. You don't deserve this..." Jarvis would try and summon his energy blade around his palm that gripped the tail or attempted to at least. The ending attack to counter trying to slice away the last third of Articho's tail if possible To shrink it down to two thirds of its size in his attempt. "I hope your ready to fight... Cause you'll have to kill me to stop me in this tournament!"
[Blue Slashers[N1]: 33% 6,600]
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Post by Articho Reville on May 18, 2015 5:54:29 GMT
Articho winced as pain exploded in his hand. He felt Jarvis bite down into his flesh, even harder as he kicked him in the groin. That was the last straw for Articho. He didn't care how screwed up he got in this fight, but he refused to lose now. Jarvis had seemed so opposed to being anything like a Saiyan and here he was fighting like the savages Saiyans were. The hybrid ripped his hand free from the man's teeth, crying out as his flesh ripped away, but keeping his grip firm. Adrenaline pumped through his system as he felt Jarvis' hand grip his tail tighter. He only responded by wrapping his tail tighter around his wrist, allowing him no chance of swinging his hand. "I'm not letting you use that little trick again," he said coldly before straightening the man's arm out by pulling his tail farther back. Articho moved his free hand quickly underneath the half-Brenchian's elbow and pushing up on it as hard as he could in an attempt to break the man's arm. The half-human followed by trying to pin Jarvis' left leg by stomping his own foot down onto his opponent's and possibly breaking Jarvis' foot. If he was successful, Articho would follow up by kicking his free leg at the side of the man's knee and attempting to break his left leg with the kick. "It's supposed to be a fun fight, dammit. All I needed were the damn weights with a possible spar on the side. But no. You had to make it difficult," Articho snarled. "And I won't kill you. When I'm done with you, what you did to Beare back in that warehouse will be a cake walk and you'll want to be dead."
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Post by Deleted on May 18, 2015 6:10:43 GMT
Jarvis felt flesh in his teeth and blood after the hand ripped away licking the blood free and laughing out for a moment. Standing and smirking feeling his body remaining tensed and hard muscled. Ready for blows and power incoming. Jarvis felt the hand at his elbow and fought back. They were within a sum of power but the man hadn't the power to forcibly break his arm so easily. Growing as his sharp teeth now shown red to his enemy with a blood stained face. The crown letting out a gasp at the sight. Jarvis would slide back his foot as well from the brutish stomp not letting this man get a grasp so easily on him fighting his elbow down against the strength. "I tell you to fight to kill and you go for limbs!...Disgusting! what follow was of interest though. The kick to the knee would have worked to wobble Jarvis off his feet but it merely aided his speed in falling forward. Breaking his fingers free from the mans and fighting for strength over the tail using what power he could worm out of the tail gripped arm to grab ARticho's arm that pushed at his elbow if he could nab it. As well with his free arm. Moving extra fast from following forward things to Articho's kick. Jarvis would attempt to grip tight as Articho leaned in to push up on the arm. Opening his mouth and going to chomp down on Articho's forearm. Just as before if succesful his bite would hold only getting tougher either tearing flesh or remaining bit down if it latched on like a snake.
He'd try to rip flesh from the arm in a large mouthful. Wanting to bleed this man like a pig and enemy warrior. Jarvis wanted blood as well if Articho avoided it or if the teeth sank into the arm. A moment after the attempt he'd fire another super close fire ball with a quick breath. As close as he was and with Articho's tail trying to keep grasp. He'd either attempt to burn flesh from teh arm he'd bite at if it had landed or send the fire into Articho's side and tail as he'd likely try to avoid. As close as he was moving a bit more carefully after watching how Articho dodged it once before.
[Breath of Fire: 33% charged. 6,600]
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Post by Articho Reville on May 18, 2015 6:43:09 GMT
"You're the one cannabalizing me!" Articho shouted. What a freak this guy was. The hybrid's thoughts were distracted suddenly as he felt Jarvis sink his teeth into his arm. He roared in pain and suddenly, all inhibition was gone. It was like the human side of his mind had been locked away and the Saiyan finally came forth. His instincts grew sharper and Articho felt ready to kill.
As they were already falling, Articho spun around to make Jarvis on the bottom. He jumped up and planted his knees into the man's shoulders as he tried to slam him into the ground and pin him. The hybrid pushed chomped arm down as he did, trying to keep Jarvis' mouth propped open. He didn't even wince when the fire burned him. The adrenaline in his system kept his mind lost to reason and pain. If his enemy was pinned to the ground, Articho would begin punching him repeatedly in the face as hard as he could. He wanted to see the glorious red liquid drip from his opponent's nostrils, the golden purple of brusging appear all around his face and eyes. He wouldn't leave a single inch left of untouched skin. As he did this, Articho began charging his Impact Drill in his punching hand, the green ki ball glowing from within his fingers.
(Impact Drill Charging 66%)
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Post by Deleted on May 18, 2015 6:55:05 GMT
Jarvis would release the arm from his grasp breaking forward when the man tried to get above him. Twisting himself and turning to back peddle leaning back and leaping a few back. When the man went up it was the smart and obvious move to move rather then stay under him in the moments he'd need to try to come down at him. Jarvis would begin answering the coming fists with his own catching a few and throwing some as well in a attempt to throw fists back at the man likely both taking the same amount of blows and blocking but if this man wanted to trade punches that was fine with Jarvis. The taste of blood lit something up in him as he grew hungry. Wanting more of it wanting a fight. Feeling a few warm sensations on his face from blows each one answered in kind as fists went for Artichos as well. Trying raise a single knuckle each time to put impression on the mans eyes closed or not when a face show neared. The reaction of getting a knuckle in the eye could shake the eye and daze vision. As well as cause headaches when a few of his fists collided past the mans in answering barrages.
While this was happening Jarvis would take in heavy breath and prepare his own charging and aggression. Heave breath ignitung his lungs in heavy heat as he'd draw in more air constantly. Roughing his chest and tensing muscles in a grown power. If this man intended to keep fighting he'd keep preparing a attack that at close range was burning and dangerous. Fire was good for close range and if this man wanted to keep up assault the range would work to Jarvis's advantage. Taking punches bruising as they were after his recent beatings from androids and elites he was learning how to lean into punches to more easily move with them.
[Breath of fire: Chagring 33%]
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Post by Articho Reville on May 18, 2015 7:08:23 GMT
Articho had never felt so alive. The blows that were traded back and forth between the two of them was exhilirating. He kept up the swift blocks, counters, and assaults on an equal level as Jarvis. He needed space away from him, though, especially since Aeticho was noticing the other hybrid was targeting his eye a bit too much for his liking. When one blow had gotten through, he felt his left eye go into a short daze as he kept up with Jarvis and his vision returned in a few seconds. He made sure to deflect all eye shots the half-Brenchian made. The next punch to his eye Articho saw was when he made his move.
Articho tipped his head back and Jarvis' fist flew over it. He saw his extended knuckle, understanding that's how he made his eye go crazy for a second. Clever trick. As he studied this, Articho kicked up towards Jarvis' groin again. He didn't care. The other hybrid was willing to bite him, so it was fair that he should be able to kick him in the special zone. Whether or not he succeded in the blow, Articho would aim a powerful sidekick towards Jarvis' chest at blinding speeds to push him back and slide backwards to gain even more space.
(Impact Drill Charging 132%)
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Post by Deleted on May 18, 2015 7:19:38 GMT
He'd carefully grab the leg coming up once more blocking the kick refusing to be hit in such a place twice. Grumbling quickly losing respect for such moves being thrown. There was dirty then there was bellow a criminal like him. This man was building up to something and Jarvis would force it out. Articho would attack or take his blow to keep preparing. Jarvis would lift off from the kick that tried to hit his lower regions flying upwards using its momentum and the strength in his two arms to lift with his speed the second kick Articho made gliding right under him as he flew upward entering in the air with ability to now dodge at any angle and move in a three sixty degree of movement. Firing out the fireball as he did towards Articho. Refusing to give the man anymore time to plan whatever he was in fact planning.
He was also putting distance in the air. Up in the sky blasts might become a problem but physical blows could much easily be dodge. Jarvis had his blades to throw against incoming attacks and weaken them where he could take them easier as well. The fire would blare straight down towards the arena in a large blast. Giving little time to react as close as they were when Jarvis took the to the skies. Shooting upward and crouching his gut close to his knees in a flying crouch stance. Keeping his body small easily able to dodge anything shot or sent towards him next time. He'd follow it up with a barrage of ki blasts five in total merely trying to push the man back as well.
[Breath of Fire: 66%: Power level 13,200]
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