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Post by Deleted on Jul 3, 2015 19:37:26 GMT
Aksor listened to them both, and simply gave a nod. Aksor leaped through the opened wall to feel the warm dirt beneath his feet. He wished to feel the cold ice under his feet so he could hug himself and feel the warmth he was blessed with. Aksor locked his eyes onto Zexama and Wyntre, before his body began to expand once more. Aksor's back grew holes that were extremely deep in his bio-armor, as if cannon balls could have been engraved there. Four bio-gems grew from the holes, each facing the others and reflecting off their light light. Aksor's horned head melted down and fused into the flesh, giving two tiny spikes on both sides of his forehead gem. Between the two spikes on both sides of Aksor's head were antler-like growths of armor, with some spider-like threads that hung between the ending pieces. Aksor's height shot up to 8 feet 2 inches, with his breast armor splitting between to form a bio-gem where his heart should be. Aksor's teeth glowed gently from below the gums, looking as if they are jutting from either Hell itself or a burning hot forge. Aksor crossed his arms, and looked at his opponents. Aksor finally grew a face mask, granting him his true voice once again. He spoke boldly and with pride, " So my friends! LET THE GAMES... BEGIN!" Aksor then calmly added on, " The last time I saw you Zexama, your base power was 40,000. However, your power level was three times higher then that. Unlike I, you have no reason to lower your power level, and that was months ago. Assuming, both of your power levels would be insanily high compared to me... but enough about me, lets fight!" (Aksor - In Brute form with power level suppressed to 100,000)
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Post by Zexama on Jul 5, 2015 11:47:21 GMT
Zexama turned her head at the others that came over as she waited patiently, Wyntre got to the arena far quicker than Aksor but difference it did not make, they all arrived in due time. Zexama looked at both of them with a raised eyebrow, mostly directed at Wyntre. Zexama stretched her arms into the air as several candy cane were snapped in her back. She then said in a in a slightly agitated voice. ”Ehh, I’m good with not suppressing my power, that would mean my own team wouldn’t be named after me, that wouldn’t be too good now would it.” Zexama then began to walk over her corner of the triangle arena but quickly added an extra line of speech before hand. ”But it doesn’t matter does it? Empress Wyntre should have no troubles what so ever with fighting a child should she? That would just be silly, right?” Zexama gave a small laugh before arriving to her little corner and shifting her feet from left to right before thinking up some rules that she should announce. She raised her hand as the air around was slowly taking a form, the form of a small bit of sugar, just a single sugar cube. As the cube floated just above her hand it began to grow, but only at a very slow pace. Along with this sudden growing a small taint of gold sparkles, like one would see if they were to read a children’s book with rainbows and unicorns, it would be that alike of that at the end of a fairy’s magic wand.
Well, this fairy dust surrounded the entire cube, it began a siege-like method as it started to stick into the sugar cube and change the atoms and atomic structure of the existing atoms. It started to grab nearby oxygen atoms and change the form of them before shoving it towards the sugar cube which was now about the size of a small child. As it was fairly big some might have trouble with holding it at all, but Zexama on the other hand, was simply carrying the burden of it on her single finger. It rested on the finger and she didn’t have to balance it at all since her Candikiness ability took action held it in place. As it stayed non-moving the golden sparkles travelled around it and smashed into it and out of it. In soon time a massive tower was built with a tiny speaker in front of Zexama’s lips. She tapped it several times to hear a soft hitting noise, with a smile she began talking. ”Ahem, Testing Testing one two four!” As the good news was here, she thought in her head. ’Alright, everything’s looking good. Wyntre’s Pl is…’ Zexama pushed the main pink button on her scouter and it tracked down Aksor and Wyntre and placed a Pl next to them. As well as the very helpful diagrams that the scouter presented to Zexama, the scouter’s voice spoke along with them. ”Wyntre’s power level has been lowered to 100,000 as has Aksor’s, your Pl is currently 1.25 and once you un-suppress your power you’ll have about 175,000 due to your heavy weights. They are 57% of your power, you have an extremely high chance of winning even if they team against you.
”100,000! Perfect, this should be easy just as scouter said. Now, for the rules.” Zexama cleared her throat before speaking into the microphone with a loud voice. ”So the rules are simple. Basically, the winner of this will choose the name of the task force I will be commanding. Now, if you step out of the field you lose the right to name the force, yet, you can still fight since this is all fun and games. If you guys choose to you may team up against me, if you don’t I won’t really mind.” Zexama then gave a small smile as her eyes shut. The power within her was exposed to the world, it rose up into the thousands before shooting up far greater. Her Pl hit 175,000 before stopping, she could have removed her weights and was going to but she didn’t as that would just be cruel. ”Don’t worry guys, I’ll keep my weights on.” Zexama thought to herself that she should use the Candyhameha technique, but it was too weak, sure she had the power to easily beat them both without it but this was her most reliant technique, she needed to upgrade it, so it would use ALL of her power. Zexama put her hands behind her back as the speaker went flying off the arena and onto the ground outside it. Zexama quickly laughed a whispered towards the speaker. ”You lose.” Zexama then charged a small brown ball in her hand behind her back. The energy was weak, only a third of Zexama’s power. She didn’t know if she could yet use 100% of her power but she tried to use half of it, or at least a bit more than it. She poured more energy into it as she waited for the others to do whatever they wanted to, it didn’t really matter. Zexama pondered on the thought on whether to end them with a single blast or if she should let them run around like flies until they gave up and let Zexama take what was rightfully hers, and so they should since Zexama was the one going through all the mess to recruit people to join it.
([Super Candyhameha: [UP2] Charging on turn. Next turn power will be: 233333.3. 1/3 KP])
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Jul 8, 2015 6:18:25 GMT
((Aksor technically isn't suppressing anything, his base at the time of the start of the tread, exactly 20k, when multiplied by 5, equals exactly 100k XD))
"No, Zexama, this whole 'naming' construct is just an excuse to spar. Don't take it so seriously!" she said as her six toes met the cold, hard and unpleasantly pleasant ground, soon to be followed by her soles and than, only one and a half seconds later, her long tail. This tail reveled around in the icy snow below her, creating strange markings not dissimilar to that of a simple snow angel with the Empress completely unbeknownst to what had been going on below and behind her.
"Don't say that, 'Candy Princess', I'm sure you might be a challenge," Wyntre taunted, completely having knowledge that she would not be so easy to defeat with a Power Level only just reaching past 6 digits. Than again, according to her scouter, Zexama had a Power Level only 87.5% of both Wyntre and Aksor combined. That is, assuming Zexama's Power Level would be suppressed to 175 thousand.
As Zexama made the arena seemingly with candy, Wyntre was almost disgusted by the thought that Zexama would be making the rules. This was not because Wyntre did not trust Zexama with being responsible, this was because these rules were not official; you cannot make rules up all by yourself! No, at least follow the latest edition of an actual rule set, such as the O.B.R. or the A.F.G., but, whatever you do, you can not, and this is to be repeated, NOT, make up rules!
"Not quite. As this is, even if it is a friendly spar, official, than we would be required to follow official guidelines. As this is not taking place with more than 12 members, has an odd number of participants, all of which will be fighting simultaneously, we are to follow Version H of the OBR. I trust you've memorized pages 4,583 through to 4,748 of Version H!" she exclaimed inquisitively, despite knowing that referees are the only ones expected to memorize any of it. Imagine it: having to memorize hundreds of thousands of pages... only the best of the best can do that. Normally very intelligent aliens with brains that take up larger amounts of space than the rest of them are left to do this: only after they're sure they've memorized many other things, such as the first few digits of pi, tau, the square roots of numbers 2 through to 15 and, most importantly, the entire family tree of Arcosian Royalty. It's a very messy tree, considering how prominent incest used to be, and often still is. Not only that, they would often have to memorize all of the dozens of illegitimate children each had had, not to mention every single concubine and lover of every single one. It is a silly law, but memorizing the entire tree is one of the best-paying jobs out there that doesn't include anything illegal or fighting. Wyntre at least assumed the two would know the basics of the rule-set they likely have never heard of.
Charging energy into a single finger, Wyntre prepared her attack. Despite being a thin, piercing attack, the Death Beam was very capable of expanding on impact, potentially tackling even the Super Candyhameha, a technique Wyntre had never seen before. The only thing that could be seen from Wyntre was an intense red ki, appearing to be some sort of electricity, dancing upon her skin and gathering at the tip of her finger.
"Aksor, get ready to combine one of your attacks with mine!"
[KP 1/3, Death Beam charged for one turn] [66,700PL charged, 133,300PL next turn]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2015 13:04:31 GMT
Aksor just starred at the both of them and gulped in some semblance of fear. He was not used to feeling these emotions, they always were bottled up inside by Koramund. Their power levels were overwhelming, and Aksor simply did not know what to, well do! He just blankly stood there until they started to talk and he comprehended everything. All he thought of was when it fully processed became a shout. He yelled out, "I am so screwed right now!" Purple and blue light flooded the tower, illuminating the sky and shaking the tower. The orb that Zexama held was pure destruction if she released it, and it's power was... oh lord he couldn't sense power levels. However, they could. Aksor crouched down, roaring to the air as his power level shot up! He then made a boast to both of them, "I may be weaker then Koramund base power wise, but I can raise my transformations to twice their power level bonus! So here in my Brute form, I can gain as much power as my TRUE form! Shall we?"
Aksor lifted up a single finger, overwhelming energies gathering in a maelstrom of ki. A purple vortex gathered with a pitch black heart of darkness. It's power pulsated, being spewed out and then pulled back in. The vortex slowly died down, leaving three pellets in the shape of a triangle around Aksor's finger. The pellets rapidly spun, each one causing sparks to fly off occasionally. Aksor said, "Target is locked... tell me when to fire!" Aksor prayed his boast worked on Zexama...
(1/3 KP) ((UP2)66,000 PL, 132,000 PL next turn) (Aksor's PL feels like 200,000 and his attack feels like 132,000 PL)
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Post by Zexama on Jul 17, 2015 9:30:28 GMT
Zexama looked at the dumb witted one named Wyntre and shook her head repeatedly. She would not take this as a stupid friendly spar, why the hell would she let everything she work be in the name of Wyntre? Why? She won’t, that’s why. Wait… That’s basically what’s going on in Zexama’s head, including all the perfect terrible grammar of course. It was now when Zexama shouted at the very silly Wyntre with a strong voice. ”No, this is not a spar, this is a situation of life and death. I will not lose, I will win.”
Zexama got ready to fire the attack by slightly lifting her feet off of the ground. She was slightly hovering and then heard Wyntre talking about some stupid Official Battles Rules thing and she just shook her head once again at Wyntre as she started grow a deep rage. Perhaps she had gone too far deep and pulled out him, she had released Faltroshish from within her very mind. The evil went through her mind and she just smiled. Her mind still thought of the things it was before, but the thoughts were filled with hatred.
Zexama barked at Wyntre. ”NO WYNTRE! MY RULES ARE PERFECTLY FINE! YOUR STUPID RULES ARE SO TERRIBLE!” Zexama kept charging her attack as Faltroshish was slowly taking over her attack. The brown chocolate attack went from a dark brown to a bright, blood red. The attacked began to illuminate before Zexama’s Ki made the nimbus within her body fly next to Aksor, dragging Zexama along with it. She then said without a say followed with glowing red eyes. ”SUPER KAME-HAME-HAHAAAA!” Zexama sent the attack straight into Aksor, however, she had flown into the right direction so that Wyntre was right behind Aksor.
The red energy went flying towards Aksor and red energy spiralled around it. Then Zexama felt smart, it seemed that she was back in her normal state but Faltroshish’s smartness which originally belonged to Zexama had been given back to her. Zexama thought of all new things like maths and science. Something she would never think about before getting her intelligence back. Zexama only just now realised that the big red beam of death was travelling straight towards Aksor with very high velocities. Oops.
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Jul 22, 2015 8:36:01 GMT
((Apologies concerning the lack of posting in this thread.))
It seemed apparent, at least to Wyntre, that Zexama had made a bad move. This was no situation of life and death. Rather, it was, as friendly spars are, spars that are friendly, as the truth is in the name where misnomers are not. However, if Zexama insisted that she 'win', a relative term by all accounts, then the gifts of a fruitless tree of fun are to be hers. A fruitless tree of fun that does not enjoy people picking the fruits it does not have.
"Oh benedicite, my allegiant friend Zexama," she started, noticing the Majin's smile. "The Official Battle Regulations have been respected for nearly half a millennium. In this time, they have evolved exponentially. They are, I'm sorry to say, far superior when in comparison to a set on rules less than five sentences long."
Something, however, felt off concerning the 'pretty pink princess'. It was a the metaphysical aura that could be seen on her face. She dismissed it for now. That 'Super Kamehameha' was starting to look dangerous...
The near-chocolate 'texture' it seemed to have previously changed, becoming a brighter, near-blood red. Generally that's a sign that something is going wrong. That is when it clicked. Of course. Faltroshish. It made quite a large deal of sense now, didn't it? Yes, of course. With a flash of power, the Death Beam attack struck forwards, an intensely concentrated beam of red ki flew out of a single finger.
"Aksor, fire now! Don't hold back!"
[Around 133,300PL of unadulterated bad-ass coming your way]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 22, 2015 14:11:12 GMT
Aksor sighed in the fact at how stupid this was. Truly, they got this worked up over rules? Aksor then barked out to both of them, "How pathetic are you people?! You do not get your way so you start arguing about rules? Its a ploughin' spar, no kills, aim to injure, and if you win do not kill the foe. Simple as that, for bloody fun! But nooo, YOU have to make it so everyone needs to follow 'official rules of Section Hydra of the Osmosis Hating Rulebook. While YOU Zex over there gets your panties in a bunch because she does not agree to you? Offence slightly intended here, but both of you getting this worked up over a battle is embarrassing. Who is going to even say our group is professonal when one of us is a stuck-up royal pardon my language, who only does things to the book when our main foes the ploughin' Saiyans RARELY follow rules from their own king! Zex, seriously? You get so pissed off because one of your rules, no flying outside the area we are allowed in, is opposed... when in the stupid book that IS part of the rules already?! Your arguing that-" Aksor heard Wyntre's command and then realized what was happening.
Aksor screamed, "OH LORD~!" He back flipped behind Wyntre, stood at his full height, and fired his tri-death beams, that circled around Wyntre's own.
(Up2) 132,000 PL mixed with Wyntre's 133,300 = 265,000 PL heading towards Zex)
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Post by Zexama on Jul 23, 2015 1:37:26 GMT
Zexama’s mind was starting to be filled with her own intelligence again. She had only had this trait for a short amount of time before the wizards took it away from her and gave it to Faltroshish instead. Now Zexama had the intelligence of both Zexama and Faltroshish. ”Hello Empress, I believe I owe you some information about the After Life. I also think your rules are highly adequate for this battle. Give me a second.”
Zexama quickly made eye coordinated movements and opened up the ENITRE OBR, yes all of it. Part 1 through to 42. She then read all of it in a matter of seconds. Although the language was set to Brenchian, the scouter translated it for her. It was quite an interesting set of rules but there were several flaws throughout the thing. She saw in the last daily update that there were 17 English mistakes, highly unacceptable.
”I understand this is just a friendly spar… and it seems you do not care.” Zexama looked at the thin red line that was traveling towards her. She thought about dodging it but she also saw that her Ki wave was pressing against the tiny thin death beam. Zexama’s wave pushed against the thin red beam but it only did for a few seconds. Zexama put her arms by her side as the attacks hit each other. Zexama rose her hand in the air while keeping her back straight.
The attack went flying towards her and it was then sliced in half by her hand. The attack did not have enough power in it since it had to fight through her attack. It only had about 15,000 power left in it so it split into two and went flying off in two ways. The death beams went flying out behind her and began to speak in quite a formal voice. ”I hope you all accept my apologies for over reacting. In fact, maybe I shouldn’t since me doing so has made me returned to my proper state of mind.”
Zexama raised her arms to her sides and shrugged her shoulders at the two of them. ”Please do not over react at me doing this. I feel perfectly fine. So without further to do.” As soon as Zexama said this she lifted off of the ground and flew behind the two making sure to suppress her Ki all the way to 0. It would be a very low chance that they could stop her doing this, they may not even notice it if it wasn’t for the scouter on Wyntre’s head. As Zexama ran around she ran faster, she ran quicker than she thought she could. She tried to utilise her Ki and make a fake copy of herself in her tracks, and to her disappointment, it didn’t worked.
[Hyperactive tried to be used, failed. Ki suppressed to 0, undetectable]
As the failed copy of herself flashed a vanished from existence she ran around them and attempted to kick Aksor in the back. If the attack came into contact then Aksor would most likely fall forward into the ground, however there were many ways he could prevent this. Zexama landed in front of them in a defensive stance with her right hand forwards ready to battle.
[KP = 2/3]
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Post by Zuni on Aug 4, 2015 9:39:41 GMT
Hi guys.
Zexama, you wrote 3598 words for 7051 pl bringing you to 123,144 total. (How I wish I could just give you 300 pl!)
Wyntre, you wrote 2064 words for 3511 pl bringing you to 149,605 pl total.
@aksor I believe you have quit, but if you return and want grading put this up in TTG and we'll go through it for you.
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