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Post by Deleted on Jun 14, 2015 14:22:12 GMT
(PL: 3,017)
A quiet morning, silent as a ghost town. Many creatures lived in the forest, frightened by civilization.
The trees were blown by wind, it was definitely strong. Cornatto was flying through the entire forest, though he landed at some point. He was glancing around the forest, taking note of any single movement. He was bored, he didn't know what to do to become stronger at that point. He noticed there were a few fruits, so he glances upwards and jumped up quickly to grasp one.
Taking a few bites as he kept walking, muttering about something. "Become stronger.. -stronger than I am now. Though I wonder if I can possibly take on all of the Saiyans, I mean.. individually it wouldn't be a problem but what if they are in large groups? That would be a problem." Cornatto suddenly realized about the planet's modern technology, his parents told him there were special devices to train faster but he didn't know their names. That meant he had to find a city, but where? which one? He was clueless.
He felt like he was wasting time, but some rest can't be a pain to anyone! If he would train the entire time without taking small breaks, he would fall down straight away.
Then, he takes a seat near a tree, grunting lightly as he lowers himself. "Oh well, there is a lot of time to think about that." he said to himself, taking a last bite from the fruit before throwing it away.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 14, 2015 14:36:30 GMT
9,002 Power Level
Drake walked through the Eastern lands. He had not come here for any reason, he was simy a wandering spirit it seemed. He had no drive anymore, the appeal of assassination running out. Almost no one hired him anymore. He cursed loudly at the sky at the thought of those that had done this to him. Neo the person reaponsible for his missing arm, that camouflaged assassin of justice who had messed up his leg. Why did this happen to him.
Maybe he wasn't served best as an assassin. But what would he be then? His whole life that's what he was. Sold as a child, taught only to kill. And now he was considering stopping. No, he could never stop killing. But maybe he had to have some sort of job instead of just assassinating. He had never been interested in looting his targets, but maybe he could start. Heck, he could even make his own targets. If the demand was decreasing he would make his own demand! His power level jumped up and down as he practiced pulling it deep inside his body and out again. He wondered what people would think if they had a scouter. A poet level rapidly going from 1k to 9k and back again.
He held a dagger in hand, flipping it in air and catching it by the blade. While not exactly smart, it tested his reflexes and he enjoyed it. Maybe he should get an apprentice. He wasn't sure how he would I about that though. He didn't want to force one into a life like his. If it wasn't for that, he would've gladly paid a parent for their child's custody, but he would not do that. Maybe he could ins a warrior who wished to be trained, or he could always adopt a kid who's life would be miserable otherwise. He looked up and noticed someone. It was a power level of only around 3k. He slowly walked out in front of the person, prepared to counter any moves thrown at him.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 14, 2015 15:47:16 GMT
He nudged the tree behind him as hard as he could, another fruit falling down from it, grasping it swiftly. Then, he kept taking other bites from it. Enjoying the solitude in the forest, no creatures were around. Most of them were in their warm burrows. He was wondering about that small house, if anyone will ever find it and who knows.. live there! He didn't care about it that much, now he was out of that hovel. Though, he will never forget about it.
After the last bite, he threw that fruit away. He suddenly opens his mouth, a loud yawn is heard. "So.. what would next step be? Hm.." he said to himself with a low voice. Then, he glanced around quickly as he heard footsteps. Who could possibly be? He asked to himself, maybe it was a nice and tasty tiger! He kept himself steady, yet he was paying attention. He peers up, and takes note of the person approaching him. He realized that he wasn't a Saiyan, so he was relieved. He had no tail, so he assumed he was in front of one of those Humans. His parents told him they are similar to the Saiyans but without tail. He didn't seem really strong if he did a comparison with each other's muscles. He stands up, his gaze shifted at him as he eyes him rigidly. "What do you want?" he asked in a confidential manner, standing like a rock in front of him.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 14, 2015 16:07:44 GMT
He looked over the man- or atleast he assumed it was a man because he had no tail. Then again, all sort's of creature's looked different than their race usually was. As he examined him closely he had two guesses- either a human who was a saiyan wanna be or he was indeed a saiyan. Though if he was a saiyan, he had no idea why he wouldn't have a tail. The man was atleast a warrior, he knew that much. The regular every day person wouldn't be this toned and have a high power level. A fruit suddenly fell from a tree and a hand snatched it up, lifting it up to a mouth and taking a bite.
Finally the warrior took notice of him. "What do you want?" he sad in a confident tone to him, standing as if he thought he was an unbreakable steel beam resistant to jet fuel. "Well," he said yawning and leaning against a tree. "I want many things. A key thing is a right arm," he said showing the stump on a shoulder where it had been torn off. "And of course for my left leg to work. Boy, I'm such a mess aren't I?" he said. "But what do you want? You seem determined, obviously wanting to be stronger. But why?"
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Post by Deleted on Jun 14, 2015 22:05:21 GMT
He was observing the Human's movements carefully, Cornatto wasn't sure about the young man's intentions. He was definitely vague, but what did he want from Cornatto? Then, he noticed the missing arm as he pointed it out. What would this person want from him? And why an arm was missing? He couldn't tell but he didn't care at all.
Was he empathetic? How could he tell that he wanted to become stronger? Was his desire to become stronger so obvious? He was confused, why should he speak with a such a person?"I don't see why I should speak with you. Go away." he said.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 14, 2015 23:11:58 GMT
"I don't know why I should speak with you. Go away," he said as if he could command him. Him, Drake Heln, assassin, being commanded by this person. "Okay, I will," he said walking back into the forest. His footsteps faded as he put to use his stealth skills to work. Slowly he floated above the canopy so he wasn't seen. He floated above the trees, opening a small crack. Suddenly a blade composed of pure energy and heat flew through the leaves aimed straight at the Saiyan.
Ballistic Blade- 33% of PL
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Post by Deleted on Jun 15, 2015 15:21:50 GMT
He walked away as the Human left, looks like he didn't want anything after all.
Cornatto thought it was time to go to check out this planet's cities, wondering on how those training device look like.
Though, he suddenly heard a weird noise in the air behind him, he turned quickly to check it out and then widens his eyes as he saw that unusual energy attack directed towards him. He had to act quickly, it was too late to dodge it so he raised his arms, covering himself as he attempts to protect himself. Unfortunately, his left arm got hit as he raised it. It hurt, he felt like it was burning! "Damn you.." he said to himself, glancing upwards as he attemps to find the Human. Then, he realized that he is probably able to fly as well, so he starts to rise from the ground, flying up until he notices the Human above the trees. "There you are.." he said, extending his right arm towards him, aiming at him with his palm. A light glittering on his palm, a shiny blue light. "You seem to be more powerful than I thought. Don't you happen to be a Saiyan?" he asked, while charging his attack. "Seems like you are asking for a fight, but I have no interest to fight a Human right now if it's the case. While I would love to have some warm-up, I have more important things to do. Though.. if you are a Saiyan, everything is different." kept charging his attack as he asked, observing the Human carefully.
(Kyūtsuyo on Charge [N1])
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Post by Deleted on Jun 16, 2015 14:13:57 GMT
The blade of pure energy and heat hit his target directly in the arm. Now that he had handicapped his foe for the men's time, he'd stand no chance. The saiyan rose through the air to meet him. "There you are.." he said to him holding a palm in the air. A shiny blue light began to glitter in the palm that was aimed directly at him. "You seem to be more powerful than I thought. Don't you happen to be a Saiyan?" he inquired. He smiled at him. "I am Drake Heln, assassin for hire. I have never met a target who survived my blade. I am no saiyan, I am a human." "Seems like you are asking for a fight, but I have no interest to fight a Human right now if it's the case. While I would love to have some warm-up, I have more important things to do. Though.. if you are a Saiyan, everything is different," he said to him. While he was slightly offended, it made him like the lesser fighter. "You're not like others," he said looking at him curiously. "Most Saiyans, which I assume you are, would try to rip me piece by piece for attacking," he said subconsciously rubbing the stump of a missing arm. "I like you. What do you have that's more important than me?"
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Post by Deleted on Jun 18, 2015 14:18:31 GMT
Cornatto furrowed his brow as he listened to Drake. An Assassin? What would an assassin want from him? Did someone hire Drake to kill him? Seems like Drake understood Cornatto's real identity, himself being a Saiyan. He was somewhat confused, didn't know if he should have tried to kill him or at least hit him a bit. He wanted to become stronger, not fight in that state against someone evidently stronger and also his target was the Saiyan race- not an assassin. He didn't know what to do, he just wanted to go away and find that training device. "I would have tried to rip you pieces by pieces, but I've got to do other things- More important than you? Murder." replied. "Not a Saiyan.. I see. Then why did you just attack me? It will take days before my arm will feel better." said in a bothered manner. Evidently his left arm still felt painful, as it was burning. No one was ever able to injure him like that, except his parents when he was a little kid. Though, with the other arm, he was still charging his attack.
(Kyūtsuyo on Charge [N1])
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Post by Deleted on Jun 20, 2015 1:26:53 GMT
"I would have tried to rip you pieces by pieces, but I've got to do other things- More important than you? Murder," the man said. "Murder?" he asked curiously. "And who are you murdering? "Not a Saiyan.. I see. Then why did you just attack me? It will take days before my arm will feel better," he said to him. "Well," he started. "You seem to think I'll go away just because you say so. And you're wrong. If you want me to go away make me," he said smiling. He got into a ready stance and stared down his opponent. He watched as energy began to form as the opponent charged a shot. He didn't wait and burst forward, his fist flying out. He went for a left hook then stepped with his leg that worked, the left one. His eyes flared as adrenaline rushes through him. "HIYA!" he yelled blasting a ball of Ki at his face. He slowly floated back form his height of a few inches off the ground.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 21, 2015 16:36:06 GMT
"None of your business." he replied. Though it was somewhat weird, how would murder not be an assassin's business? Either way, Cornatto furrowed his brow as he noticed the assassin's move. There was only one problem, he was charging an attack with his right arm and he couldn't use his left arm properly. He didn't know what to do, at last Drake was able to hit him right on the face, Cornatto being pushed away slightly by the Human's Ki Blast. Unfortunately Cornatto lost his concentration and his attack was no more, clenching his fist tightly as his rage was breaking out. "N-now.. Now.." he was muttering as he kept gritting his teeth. "Now I'm really angry!" he yelled out loudly at the Human. He immediately charged against him, his right arm extended towards him, it was looking like he was going for a right hook by far away but he suddenly bent backwards, extending his right leg outwards. He was clearly going for a kick right in Drake's stomach.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 22, 2015 11:53:22 GMT
"None of your business," was the reply. He smirked. "Killing, is my business. What is it? Who're you killing? Have any money? Need some help?" The other person began mumbling and getting angered at his shot. It seemed he had messed up the concentration required to charge the shot. His teeth gritted as he did so, and he replied to the shot. "Now I'm really angry!" The tight arm flashed towards his left arm half heartedly. He waited preparing to wait her counter or respond to a feint. He watched as he suddenly pulled back and launched his foot at him. He put his single arm on his stomach and jetted back a short distance with his Ki. The incoming foot barely pressed against him before he had it in his grasps. He attempted to jerk him closer and give him a hard head but before throwing into the air and blasting him with Ki.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 24, 2015 23:25:21 GMT
As he was thrown away, he quickly retrieved his balance. Seems like not even that attack worked against the Human, Cornatto had to think about something else.
Suddenly, he noticed Drake's Ki Blast shot towards him, he crouched as quick as he could in order to dodge it. Then he thought to return his attack right away. So, he extended his arm towards him, the palm of his hand open and clearly aiming at the Human. A blue shiny light could be seen on it as he was trying to channel a good amount of Ki energy into his attack.
It wouldn't have been as powerful as a charged one, but better than nothing.
He suddenly sprinted towards him, extending his arm as much as possible before releasing his attack. A medium blue Ki Wave, the attack he calls as Kyūtsuyo.
([N1] Kyūtsuyo - 33% = 995)
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Post by Deleted on Jun 26, 2015 1:15:32 GMT
[Ki Suppresion- now 3k]
He let his Ki climb back deep into his form, not wanting to end the fight quickly. His weaker foe, who was now equal, regained his balance quickly recovering from the fight. From this point on he had to be prepared. His PL was slightly lower than the other's at the moment, plus he only had the two functioning limbs. His Ki blast flew at the enemy, but it was dodged with a crouch. Drake bent down into a ready pose, prepared for anything. A palm showed it's face directly at him, energy gathering. Obviously a tech was being prepared to be shot. Blue Ki flowed throughout the air and he put tension in his muscles. Potential energy gathered, ready to be tinted into kinetic at a moment's notice. To make up for the lack of power from the left, Ki built around him about I pull his body upwards. The enemy suddenly started sprinting full speed at him without warning. He blasted uo and backwards, going through a full flip. Now a blue wave followed, resulting in more movement. Drake cleared the beam rising into the air, and came at him. He needed a way to work around his weakness. Suddenly a light bulb lit itself above his skull as an idea formed. He brought Ki up as if he were to fire Ki into his right arm, except for one problem. He had no right arm. Energy flowed around the stump and he hoped for the best as he jetted forward. He began going through a flurry of attacks going between hits with the left arm and right leg. With no warning Ki launched from the stump. He had held it somewhat close to ensure that it would hit him almost for sure.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 30, 2015 22:12:02 GMT
He quickly tried to dodge or parry all of his attacks by kicks. What would be his plans? Kill me by kicks while I have an arm as well? Cornatto was somewhat confused, maybe Drake wasn't as good as he thought. Though, suddenly he realized that he was wrong when he noticed that Ki Blast from his stump. Was such a thing possible? He had no arm, though that doesn't mean it is impossible to release the energy. Cornatto felt so stupid that he didn't see it coming. Drake's Ki Blast was able to hit him on his chest, Cornatto noticed that it wasn't as powerful as he expected it to be. How was that possible? Was Cornatto able to weaken him? Though he didn't touch him at all, maybe he was just tired. Clearly Cornatto didn't know anything about the various things you can do with your Ki, like hiding it. He quickly recovered from that blast, charging against Drake again as he kept going over a flurry of attacks, attemping to go for a right hook straight away on Drake's face.
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