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Post by Deleted on Apr 22, 2014 14:44:24 GMT
Oguma's spear soared towards him with ballistic aim its thrower, Reiko, had gone and messed up his plans. "Have I acted too slowly?" he pondered to himself. He was sure he wanted to make his statement clear by actually having killed someone. Now he was stuck dealing with his own tool of destruction. What he had done was not unforgivable, but inevitable for the world. People would die on his rise to power.
His energy swelled deep within him and his eyes turned as pitch black as the night before he raised his power to forty five thousand and used his expanding hand muscles to catch his weapon.
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Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Apr 22, 2014 20:10:43 GMT
Within a matter of a few seconds, a semi-game of hot potato had been started, with the potato being a spear being hurled at insane speeds! Pieter wanted to finish his fight with Reiko, but with the android reacting to the spear, their battle had been halt, to tend to matters with this other person. Reiko had caught and hurled the weapon back at Oguma, with her then doing a little rant about the insult this person had done. There was also some person wearing a very ridiculous outfit shouting in the background behind the android.
Pieter then felt a torrent of air shoving out from the spear man's direction, after the spear went in his direction. He turned, to see a black aura surrounding this person. Eyes changed to a deep black, like the eyes of a doll. It was at that point Pieter it was clear to this person: this person wasn't human! It made him think about the serpent that earned him the river markings on his face. The only difference here was that Pieter may have been fighting something that had the power to back up its demands!
"If it's battle you want, then come and face me," Pieter bellowed out, as he charged his energy into his hands! He fired off a couple of ki blasts at the man with the dark aura. Pieter hadn't realized what sort of difference there was between their individual powers. As these events were happening, the orange of the setting sun began to disappear as a pale white moon rose slowly into its thrown in the sky. The stage lights were turned on immediately. The battle had commenced!
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Post by Deleted on Apr 22, 2014 20:32:35 GMT
that voice which calls to me Sing once again with me our strange duet; ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥
Alistair sat in the audience during the tournament in preparation to complete his mission. His mission was to assassinate a high profile martial artist at the tournament, his name was Bao Zi'Bub and he was the president of earth. It was established that Bao needed to meet an unfortunate end long ago, though it was by the grace of Alistair's master that Bao was still alive. It wasn't until recently when Bao began to pry into matters that should have remained private was the android tasked with the removal of the man.
Alistair sat in his seat with his arms cross watching the fight between the warriors. It looked as though they were playing catch with a spear. Alistair wondered whether this was an actual fight or some kind of twisted game. Searching his data base he never saw anything like this in any tournaments of old, or any tournament that he had personally been in (At least in simulation). So he sat motionless studying the movements of everyone in the stadium. His eyes documenting each and every detail for later study and training while doing so he began to communicate to his master through radio communication.
Master. Is this apart of the tournament?
Of course not! It seems there has been an interruption in the tournament
Does that mean I should engage the target? or deal with the interruption?
Hmmmmmm.... No, take out Bao and report back immediately.
Very well
Alistair rose from his chair and began to scan the area until he spotted the president on earth. Stretching his hand out energy began to gather around his right hand as he targeted the president. Not blinking and ignoring the innumerable amount of fans surrounding the man, Alistair released the ki blast directly toward the president with no remorse. Alistair had no words for the president as he aimed his blast to kill, other than maybe two.
"Please Die"
Being unable to determine the power level of the president, Alistair assumed that the man was just as weak as any other man and made no attempt to use his full power. In fact he just fired a ki blast paying little attention to how much energy he put in it. Being an android he had an infinite amount of energy as it is. Even so his blast was enough to waste Bao's group of admirers with little to no doubt. So Alistair expected Bao to die along with them.
✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ TAG: Alistair WORDS: Hello NOTES: Facing any opponent
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Post by President Bao on Apr 23, 2014 11:31:29 GMT
Unfortunately for his second would-be killer, Bao had decided on that very moment for a 'heroic' leap over the barriers and down the two meter or so drop to the grassy floor surrounding the martial arena. He landed gracelessly, having snagged his foot right at the last moment, the assailants blast soaring what would seem like mere inches past the presidents aloft buttocks as he tumbled head over heels.
The blast continued past and collided with one of the far structures, causing part of the building's roof to detach and tumble to the ground on the other side of the arena, not that Bao noticed. It was possible however that the more preceptive among those present could very likely have seen the attack that Bao didn't. He shot back up to his feet in an instant after the fall, playing it off casually as he tended to do, though this time seeming more genuinely unphased. The assassin would have to try harder, as luck tended to shine on the otherwise somewhat dense and incompetent president, for some reason.
Frightened spectators were attempting to edge their way towards exits, while others sat frozen. On cue the fanfare signifying the semi-finals, which were pre-scheduled for this time but had obviously been interrupted (no one having managed to cancel the scheduled tucket), only causing further confusion among the crowd as to whether this was part of the show or not, not comprehending their very real and continued danger.
Just one stray shot from either party would very likely take out a sizeable chuck of the grandstands which lined three of the four sides, if not the contestant staging area on the fourth.
Finally getting a look at Oguma, Bao slowly began to realise there was something odd about him, a kind of 'anti-glow' emanating from the demonic entity, not that the president realised he was such. He did rub his eyes however, as he continued towards the arena trick of the lights, must just be standing in-between bulbs... like a chump. Indeed the lighting had come on automatically as the last of the sun set faltered, the orange dying out from the surrounding clouds which ringed the sky and blocked out what would otherwise have been the beginnings of a clear night.
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Post by Lord Tsumuri Takeda on Apr 26, 2014 19:25:17 GMT
Tsumuri caught wind of a tournament that would be taking place and decided that it would be quite interesting to see what warriors would be there. He didn't expect anything amazing at all as his first impressions of humans were that they were all weaklings. Tsumuri found out the location of said tournament and used his lackeys to point him in the right direction. He took flight and flew as fast as his training weights would allow as he always wanted to push his limits. He lands to see fighters and spectators alike and he becomes even more intrigued. That was until he realized that he'd have to pay whether he wanted to fight or watch.
Tsumuri scoffed at the idea of paying to watch people fight and flew straight up into the air and easily into the stadium. The onlookers were amazed and that's when Tsumuri knew that this tournament couldn't possibly hold anything of value and would no doubt be boring. However, against his better judgment he decided to stay and witness whatever the hell happened. Tsumuri looked around and noticed that people are pouring in rather quickly and he has no wishes of being crammed near weaklings. Tsumuri once again takes to the air and decided to levitate high enough to have a good view.
Time seemed to pass ever so slowly as pure horror set in on Tsumuri as he watched. True, some of the warriors were very skilled and even strong but nothing exiting was happening. Suddenly a huge commotion sparks and Tsumuri lowers himself to get a closer look. There was a warrior who seemed to be challenging everyone. He launched what looked like a well crafted spear and a woman would catch the spear. That's when Tsumuri truly became interested as it was now obviously a life or death situation for the warriors below. Tsumuri watches as death black aura flows from his body. Tsumuri could not feel his power, but he could see it and it was much more than Tsumuri could ever amass at the moment.
Tsumuri's face became red with anger as he knew if he had his demonic power he could easily dismantle this man and show him what true power was. However he couldn't and it tore at his very soul as he sat and witnessed the display of power spewing from this warrior. The stage on which he stood cracked under the shear weight of his power and Tsumuri envied him greatly. He wanted to fly down and punch him square in the face but he knows it may not even phase the warrior. So he just watched in anger, in envy, in hatred, and in defeat.
"One day I will once again hold the power I once had and I will bring death, destruction, and chaos to this world. This is the promise of Tsumuri Takeda!"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 27, 2014 2:34:48 GMT
Azurai awoke in a grassy field, tired and uneasy. Not knowing how he got there, or how he could have got there, he placed two hands firmly in front of him crushing the grass in front of him as he pushed himself up into the air. Azurai levitated above the grassy field and scanned the area around him. Seeing nothing suspicious around him he began to hear a commotion off into the distance. This commotion reminded him of something.
"The tournament!!!"
Within seconds Azurai burst towards the Tournament grounds. Soaring through the air, dispersing the clouds surrounding him and giving off enough energy to scare off all the flying animals around him Azurai arrived at his destination within seconds. Upon arriving to the Tournament grounds Azurai could see why such commotion was being made. There were at least four to five warriors occupying the same space with civilians running around as explosions and actions reading the speed of light happened within seconds of each other. Watching as these warriors fought from a distance Azurai began to scan each and every warrior's power-level. Each warrior seemed to roughly be at the same strength as Azurai which meant only one thing. Azurai needed to find out who was good and who was evil.
ooc: Oh my god I'm way too rusty. Sorry for the poor introduction post but there is a lot going on and I don't want to interrupt any of the action.
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Post by Lord Tsumuri Takeda on Apr 27, 2014 10:28:11 GMT
Tsumuri was ripe with anger and when he noticed a few people in the audience with black dragon necklaces on he knew what he would do. He would somehow place his stamp on this entire hell that has broken loose. Tsumuri would drop down in the stands in front of a few of his loyal followers. Once he landed he looked around at all of em and simply stares them all down over the crowd.
"LISTEN AND LISTEN WELL! ALL MEMBERS OF THE ORDER THAT MUST NOT BE NAMED AMONG THE RABBLE! TODAY IS THE DAY WE WILL ACT! WE WILL USE THIS MOMENT, THIS MOMENT FROM THE DEVIL HIMSELF! WE ARE MANY AND WE ARE STRONG! THESE PEOPLE WILL BE THE BITCHES AND HAGS OF THE ORDER!"
The members in the order followed their leader words as if law. The ones who could hear Tsumuri began to terrorize the people in the stands and the one's who saw followed suit. Tsumuri flew back into the air and looked down at the crowd to see his order terrorizing people. Joy and pleasure filled his heart and pride soon followed. He didn't know if the behemoth that stood on the stage would be given credit, but he didn't care. All he knew is that his loyal followers were doing what he wanted and it felt good.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 28, 2014 14:50:14 GMT
The chaos that ensued in the stadium was beyond belief. Houri was saved from having a spear chucked at her by Reiko, but a new guy entered with long black hair and after a long pause she found a energy blast heading towards her. Wanting to escape its almost imminent impact she jumped from the stands and landed in the crowd below. Here, the blond found herself quickly getting lost amongst the terrified civilians as they pushed and their way through the stadium towards any exit they could find.
"This is just GREAT!" she shouted at the top of her lungs, "Run ME over you lunatics!" She soon found herself ducking down under the crowd and having to crawl along the floor like a dog. Too many people were walking upright and making it impossible for her to get away from the issues at hand. Two, no, maybe three bad guys all at once trying to take control of the fighting arena.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 28, 2014 17:47:44 GMT
While people panicked Oguma stood by and continued raising his power. He could feel weighted plates attached to the underside of his armor and remembered adding them just before coming here. The reason he had was because this fight was going to be an easy victory, or so he thought, but with the presence of some newer, destructive villain having possibly put a hole in the grandstands before him he wondered if he could fight him at twenty five percent less strength then what he had in his fully transformed state. He noticed his eyes turn gray and two long, curled horns come out of the sides of the top of his head as his hair hair dropped over his eyes and became gray.
In this form, he normally liked to wear dark clothes and a vest, but his armor would have to do since he could not change it out mid battle and it was hard to get off any. The black ki surrounding him grew thicker as his power increased now completely covering him in dark aura. Although he had many muscles before they had shrunken to give way to what looked like a frail, lanky body, but what was actually filled with his evil force.
He took his spear in hand and charged across the stadium thrusting his spear out at running civilians in order take them down. He made multiple strikes with his Spear Thrust and by the end of it hoped to have at least ten had holes in their arms and legs. It was not going to be as flashy as the newcomer committing evil, but as an up and coming demon he really did not have as much destructive power as the real demons of his plane in HFIL to work with. Still, he took things as they were and sought to maim the viewers of the tournament in order to make his point stronger whether anyone intervened or not in this attack. He still had his Demon's Gate at his disposal which he was more then capable of dropping on the area if he wanted to.
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Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Apr 28, 2014 19:50:16 GMT
This fellow, whom taken a full demonic look now, had avoided his ki blasts without so much as a blink in his direction. From what Pieter could tell as well, there had been another person in the arena with a small troop, attacking civilians as well! The man with the spear would have to be dealt with by Reiko, since Pieter figured her to be more on his level of strength. Pieter turned towards what appeared to be the leader, a man draped in a big black cloak. He pointed at him, then erupted from the arena towards him! Pieter shouted to Reiko, hoping she could hear him, "I've no idea who these people are, but they're ruining our match! I'll punish the ones in the stands while you punish that demon! After that, we'll resume our match!"
As Pieter was speeding up into the air at the man, Pieter noted that strange clouds had gathered. There weren't any clouds before, but he was more grateful that they were there, rather than be open skies... He remembered the stories of destruction his father told him that he himself had wrought on other worlds! His father was a murderer, but one that wanted to change. His siblings and himself were signified as evidence of this want to change. His father also told him that even though the power of the saiyan tail and the moon were dangerous, they are only tools. At first, the beastly form would be only just a monster a rage, but one could maintain control even in this form! Pieter and his siblings had not attempted this transformation, but not being one for risk, his brother Waputhi actually cut off his own tail, for the sake of the tribe!
He met the man in the robe in the sky, cracking his knuckles and neck as he barked in anger, "You, as well as that demon down there, are making a mockery of this tournament and the civilizations throughout the stars above! You've also endangered the lives of said civilians and now must pay with your lives!"
Pieter's energy flared up even more, his power rising to 8,000! The energy would then dissipate, as he sped at the man with fists readied! He struck rapidly at the man's torso and head, aiming to not show any sort of mercy! He was angry! Angry the tournament council had messed up the matches up; angry that his exhibition match was interrupted by murderous monsters! He was going to scalp these monsters and, before they died, subject them to a flaming end! This way, they would know the hell they would endure when they reached the Spirit World!
(Coming at you Tsumuri!)
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Post by Lord Tsumuri Takeda on Apr 29, 2014 1:41:48 GMT
Tsumuri looked down at his followers and enjoyed the horror that spewed from the faces of the civilians. They were instructed to terrify all and kill none unless they truly wanted to. This would be the first time and only time so far that they are allowed to run wild. True Tsumuri loved chaos, but he felt that there was more in hiding in the shadows to accomplish a goal. Tsumuri floated there in the sky in a state of bliss that would soon be interrupted by someone.
"You, as well as that demon down there, are making a mockery of this tournament and the civilizations throughout the stars above! You've also endangered the lives of said civilians and now must pay with your lives!"[/b]
Tsumuri smiled as the anger seeped from the warrior's entire body. Great joy was found in the warrior's anger. Tsumuri watched him carefully as the warrior soon charged him with his fist primed and ready to destroy Tsumuri. Tsumuri smiled at the warrior as his black cloak flew carelessly in the wind. The warrior was powerful, but that didn't mean Tsumuri was wide open. Tsumuri quickly placed his hands out to his sides as the evil grin became wider. "EXPLOSIVE WAVE!!!" In a matter of seconds the warrior was no longer charging at an open target. A wave exploded from the base of Tsumuri in a blood red color. The warrior was now heading into a complete burn zone.
"I AM NOT AFRAID! YOU WILL NOT TURN ME INTO A COWARD!"
The wave grew a bit bigger in size as anger filled Tsumuri. He knew he didn't have the power he once had that would easily destroy this disrespectful twit. Now Tsumuri may have no choice but to fight tooth and nail to win this battle.
(BRING IT PIETER!)
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Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Apr 29, 2014 2:11:02 GMT
((Heads up. Pieter and Tsumuri will be in the same area and in the same time. However, I'm bringing us into a different thread, to avoid the clutter. If ape mode happens, consider us returned to this thread. I'll edit this post with the link to it, so you guys know what's happening elsewhere. CLICK HERE))
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Post by Deleted on Apr 30, 2014 5:30:10 GMT
Azurai continued to watch from afar, witnessing the slow-burning destruction of the arena surrounding him. With two to three separate fights surrounding him Azurai felt it was best that he helped Civilians escape, after all what sort of hero would fight and allow innocents to be collateral damage? Azurai flew in from the sky and hit the ground with a loud thump which would echo across the tiles of the arena. Ignoring any enemies around him, but still sensing their presence in-case they were to attack, Azurai began running towards civilians and escorted them to the exit of the arena. With each civilian he rescued the solidity of the arena decreased even more which began to make Azurai worry. Azurai felt as though if he didn't increase the pace at which he rescued the civilians then they would perish along with the environment around him. As Azurai increased the pace he noticed a flurry of spear thrusts coming from the distance. In horror Azurai watched each spear thrust hit the civilians leaving them with fatal wounds. Azurai turned his attention to the origin of these spear thrusts, it appeared as though they were coming from a currently-unrecognizable entity. From the eye this entity was a lanky warrior shrouded in black Ki. Thankfully due to Azurai's ability to sense ones Ki he recognized exactly who it was that was killing the innocents occupying the arena. Oguma Inugami. "Oguma..."Azurai slowly walked towards the demon with feelings of anger and frustration beginning to overwhelm him. It was time for Azurai to contribute to this battle. (Let me know if I applied your RP to my post correctly, I read it and wasn't entirely sure how to initiate battle with you. If I got the wrong idea then I'll edit my post
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Post by President Bao on May 3, 2014 12:05:38 GMT
((Same deal for myself, Alistair and Reiko, unless either of them object. Thread for us is here: wodsouls.freeforums.net/thread/413/centurial-conference-combat-alistair-reiko
That leaves Azurai to face Oguma, and Ryoshi along with any others to make their entrance. All saga threads are open to 'interference', so everyone better stay on their toes As mentioned in cbox: Keep an eye on what's happening in the other threads, maybe even make some references to those events since we're all interconnected here and will ultimately be joining back up once our duels play out a bit ))
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Post by Pieter Wolfbane on May 10, 2014 21:25:18 GMT
((SWG Edit: just noting this one jumped the gun, not gonna delete but currently this is not yet considered to have happened )) (Prepare yourselves... AN OOZARU IS IN THE AREA!) "Ahh.... AHHH...! Graaaaaah!"The voice of the hunter bellowed above all the rampant noises of civilians and fighting! It had deepened greatly, as his body began to expand in size. Brown eyes immediately turned blood red, with not even a pupil to identify where he looked! Fur covered his large exterior, as his clothes began to rip his growth! He roared out, his normal voice no longer there. Instead, it sounded much like Tyrannosaurus and Pieter's deepened voice blending with one another! Pieter's feet expanded and morphed into being more like an ape's, the big toes becoming like thumbs. He developed a bit of a snout reminiscent to a baboon's, as he was covered in dark brown fur! He flexed, as he roared out! His mind was filled with blind rage! Pieter could only think about one thing: Destroy! Destroy! His, now, fully transformed body cascaded a shadow upon everyone on the arena ground! With this accidental transformation, the entire Southern Capitol was now in danger! The great ape began to thrash about, smashing giant fists into the stands and sending debris a good mile. Civilians left in the stands still were sent careening across the air, bodies falling out of the sky like something out of a hellish nightmare! Pieter's form roared out and slammed mighty fists on the waiting area for the fighters, destroying the building outright. Injured fighters cried out from beneath the rubble. However, the powerful roars of the Oozaru drowned out their voices! ((((Pieter Edit: Being that the thread was continued into the Zenith section, where fighting continued WAY before this, I'm going to say do not count this post in the grading process. That's all!))))
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