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Post by Conan on Nov 14, 2015 3:03:24 GMT
Conan was relaxing in the bamboo forest, not a care in the world. He was releasing all tenses in his muscles, letting him disappear into the background of nature. He was listening to the music of Spring. Birds chirping, leaves rustling, bees buzzing, the all natural music of Mother Nature. But something was wrong. It felt as if the music had a tint of worry. The birds soon flew away, as if something spooked them. The wind started to pick up. Conan had his eyes closed, trying to relax and ignore this, but he knew something was wrong. He opened his eyes and got up. Conan touched his head and his hand met with the wet touch of..sweat? Sweat? Conan was supposed to be relaxing. Not being stressed. "Something is wrong. I don't know what though," Conan said to himself as he leaned against a tree under the shade.
He closed his eyes and melted back into relief. He let himself slip down onto the ground, his sweat beating on him. He didn't understand, what was going on? The SSE had left Earth, what evil threatens the Earth now? He couldn't relax. Conan got up and repeatedly shoved his fist into a nearby tree. "What's wrong with me?!" Conan exclaimed as his fist started to shake. What was he afraid of? His hand shook only when something was very wrong. He heard rustling around him, coming toward him. He quickly slipped into a defensive stance and yelled at the spot, "Who's there?" He was quaking in his battle booties. Conan tensed his muscles, ready to dodge, attack, or block if needed. This could be a big threat. Conan either had to hold him/her off, or die swinging and protecting the Earth. Earth was Conan's home now, and no one. And he means no one. Will lay a finger on Earth as long as Conan will live. He set his jaw, eyes in a hateful glare as the enemy introduced himself.
PL: 10,752.
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Post by Etoru on Nov 14, 2015 3:25:46 GMT
[PL: 126,632//Heavy Weights On: 31,658]
Etoru flew eastwards. He was grinning evily. He was gonna have so much fun. It's been a few hours since he turned evil, and so far all he did was blow up the farms near his house, and then just take a nap somewhere on a mountain. Etoru wanted all the energy he could get to have fun today! Etoru kept flying until he felt...a familiar energy. In fact...it was the energy that blasted him through the chest when he went all soft and friendly. Etoru shivered. "Why did I even do that before...ew" He shook it off and continued speeding off towards that direction. His energy scaring all the wild life away. Etoru loved the new him. Wearing his space-like Trench coat, he flew towards Conan's location. He hovered above him grinning. "Conaaaaan! Yooo hooo! I hope you aren't confident for blasting a hole through my chest..." Etoru smirked as he looked down at him. Etoru charged a ki blast and fired it at the tree he was laying against setting it on fire. Soon the fire began to spread around from tree to tree. Wild life everywhere began to suffer. Some panicked, some were trapped, some died. Either way...it gave Etoru pleasure to see all of this.
Etoru glanced at Conan. "You gonna run with them? If I'm right...you got stronger too! But! Doesn't matter. So did I!" Etoru yawned. "Either way...wouldn't make a difference if I hadn't gotten stronger you know..." Etoru slowly descended towards him. He flew in and out of fire landing in front of Conan. "You can either fight...or! You can run. Either way...you're going to die. Oh and hey, this has nothing to do with my chest. That'll just add up to the excitment. But really, this is just a fun little warm up you know? I like when my prey tries to fight back..." Etoru laughed maniacally. This was going to be good.
((OOC: Conan is 34% of Etoru's power just so you know. Etoru kind of out classes him right now. lol)
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Post by Conan on Nov 14, 2015 3:38:28 GMT
Conan growled at Etoru. He wasn't in his right mind. "What happened to ya kid?" Conan asked as he flew up to meet him face to face. "You seem to have changed." Conan said as he looked down at him, grinning. He grinned. "I am not confident for blowing a hole in your chest, I'm sorry for doing it in fact," Conan said as he slowly retracted his fist. He looked nervously at him. He, has changed. Conan shivered when he mentioned that he liked when his prey fought back. His anger and power spiked at that. "I'm not prey for your info," Conan retorted at Etoru as he mentioned that Conan was going to die either way. "Look's like you need to have some sense smacked into you," Conan said as he flew back down to the ground. "But, I need you to know," Conan took a pause to look sadly at Etoru, eyes full of remorse, and continued, "That this hurts me more than you." He said the last words softly, as his eyes reflected his memories with Etoru. Short, but happy. He hoped that'd knock some sense into the child, but of course, Conan was always too hopeful. But he knew that if Etoru got past him, lots of people would get hurt.
Conan then dashed toward Etoru, as fast as he could. He then threw a flurry of punches, not at his top speed, he was saving it for the end. He first threw a left hook at him, then faked a uppercut and went for a straight punch. He then, at the end of his merciless barrage, let out a yell that spooked even the bravest of warriors, and threw one of the fastest, solid, most hard uppercut Conan ever had threw. "Remember that Etoru?" Conan said as he flew backward, hoping to catch his breath. He took out a piece of food he was saving and pointed it toward Etoru. It was one of the foods from Etoru's little take-out bag. "You didn't read the note, did you?" Conan said as he popped the piece of meat into his mouth. He then charged toward Etoru, with a ki blast charging in hand. The kid was gonna have to snap out of it fast, or Conan might get hurt. Maybe even Etoru. If he let Etoru have his way, who knows how many people will have been killed. Conan's rage at that fact fueled his speed and power, and when the ki blast was fully charged, he would then attempt to shove it into Etoru's rage and say, "Complimentary of My rage." He would then continue his barrage, hoping to land a hit on him.
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Post by Etoru on Nov 14, 2015 5:47:34 GMT
Etoru smirked. He claimed he wasn't prey. How adorable. Etoru thought. "Playing the denial card won't help you in this situation Conan..." Etoru then let out a light chuckle. This was going to be a breeze. Etoru didn't consider this 'fun' since he was no where near a challenge. But Etoru did consider it fun to watch pain and suffering of others. Like the wild animals running around everywhere. The fire lit up on both of their faces as the fire spread around the forest. This provided a more intense battle scene. Etoru stretched a bit waiting for Conan's move. "You do realize you won't be hurting me at all Conan..." Etoru had a sly grin on his face as he watched Conan kick off towards him. Sure it was fast but...Etoru was able to track him easily. Once he got in front of him, Etoru grinned and was ready to dodge.
Etoru stayed still, moving around quickly. He wasn't able to hit him which caused Etoru to chuckle a bit. "Come on Conan! You're better than thiiiis!" Etoru laughed. Etoru used his forearm to block the left hook and saw the uppercut coming. Etoru rolled his eyes obviously seeing that it was just a decoy. Too easy. Etoru blocked the punch and began catching and blocking each punch of his barrage of blows. The one thing he didn't see coming was the uppercut. When it landed, Etoru simply stuck his head up facing the sky. Etoru laughed lightly before laughing loudly. "Oh Conan...not bad..." Etoru spit a chunk of blood out and grinned. "Oh but you're going to regret that..." Etoru saw as he charged the ki blast and rushed back at Etoru. Etoru charged his own Ki blast and collided with Conan's ki blast with ease. When Conan came in for another attack, Etoru sighed as he began blocking and catching them all again. "Conan...this is getting old..." Etoru rolled his eyes. He was bored now. When Conan rushed in again, Etoru tried to knee him in his stomach aiming to knock the wind out of him to stop him from continuing his attack. Whether or not he was successful, he's throw a punch to his face which should send him skidding backwards.
Etoru frowned at him. "I came here for a warm-up Conan. And you can't even offer that??" Etoru frowned annoyed as he slowly walked up to him. Each step, his power slowly rising. His purple aura changing into a yellow hue. "Maybe I should just end you right now...yeah...that'll be fun..." Suddenly his aura blinked and his hair turned golden and his eyes teal. He waved his brown tail around finding this rather amusing. "So how should I kill you...let's see...hm...maybe a hole the chest? Na that's to cliche...I feel like I seen that before..." Etoru giggled a bit. "YOU KNOW...! Maybe I should rip your limbs off! Yeah! One by one! Oh but that'll ruin my coat...dang..." Etoru put his hand on his chin keeping his eye on Conan carefully. "I can choke you to death...it's the cleanest way yet the most boring...or just vaporize you...again boring..." Etoru sighed. "You got any ideas on how ya wanna go?" Etoru attempted to pick him up by the front of his shirt. Etoru's teal eyes stared at Conan coldly. "Don't even think this is because of the hole in my chest...oh no...this is simply for pure amusment...but I find you...well rather boring Conan...amuse me." Etoru threw him back to his original position and crossed his arms.
[Turned Super Saiyan: 348,249 PL]
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Post by Conan on Nov 14, 2015 17:55:35 GMT
Conan's eyes seemed to flare with red as Etoru turned Super Saiyan. He gasped sarcastically, but he was shaking with fear. His mouth dropped open as Etoru's hair turned yellow and his eyes emerald green. He then stopped his shaking and closed his mouth. He smiled at Etoru, and then laughed. Conan laughed. "Oh wow. The Golden Warrior." He wiped a tear from his cheek. Conan stopped laughing when Etoru kneed him in the chest. He was then completely silenced when he punched him in the face. His power spiked and his temper flared when Etoru said he couldn't even give him a warm-up. Conan's fists were shaking with rage, lightning from his rage-fueled power shooting around him. Conan's temper exploded when Etoru said that he finds Conan boring. He charged toward Etoru with a yell of rage and went for one of his fastest uppercuts ever. He would then attempt to grip both of Etoru's arms and headbutt him. Hard. He then backed away and said to himself, "Ow, Etoru is really hard-headed." The first pun Conan ever made. He then spat some blood out of his mouth. It left a metallic taste. Conan's eyes were now tinted red with rage. His aura changed from a calm blue to a furious red. He growled at Etoru and said, "Hey, whoever is in Etoru's body, I'm glad I can beat you up without Etoru getting hurt. And Etoru, if you're in there," Conan took a meaningful look into Etoru's eyes. "Fight him. You're stronger than this. I know. You obliterated me and Ms. Kilo at sparring." He laughed at that a little, but quickly turned back to rage. Conan's eyes now were red with fury as he charged forth, ready to pummel Etoru.
He started off with a side kick to his side, then he would go and try to slaughter him with a barrage of punches. He alternated, right hook, left hook, elbow, uppercut, fake punch. He mixed up the order occasionally, to keep Etoru confused. Conan then went for a solid uppercut again, with his tail repeatedly smacking Etoru. He then put his tail away, hoping that he wouldn't try t use Conan's tail weakness to his advantage. He then remembered his tail. The tail! Grabbing his tail could be the game changer for Conan. He made it look like he didn't notice it yet. But when he finished his barrage, he went behind Etoru at his fastest speed and attempted to grab his tail. If he succeeded, he would keep an iron grip on it, tugging on it occasionally, to keep Etoru from thinking of getting at him. If he did succeed, he would say to him, "Look how the tables have changed huh? Looks like you're the prey now. No tail, no Oozaru, No Super Oozaru." He gripped it tighter and began to pull on it slowly. "Give up. Etoru, if you're in there, now's your chance!"
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Post by Etoru on Nov 14, 2015 18:47:05 GMT
Etoru smirked when he saw Conan angered. "Aw...come on don't be mad. You should be honored. It's not everyday I let someone like you go toe to toe with a warrior like me..." Etoru stuck his chin up looking sadistic as he showed a toothy grin. This was too good. Conan then charged again. "Oh Conan...don't you ever learn from your mistakes...?" Etoru simply stepped back letting the uppercut pass him. Etoru laughed a little when he had his arms grabbed. Etoru let Conan do this. Etoru let the hit collide with his head and smirked. Sure it stung a bit, but that soon went away. "Hard headed huh..." The Saiyan child said with a smile. His smile faded when he mentioned that someone was in there. "No no Conan...I am Etoru...you see...I was possessed before...a demon by the name of Pokotoko. I defeated him a few months back but looks like he lived...I was too powerful for him to posess and got rid of him but...the evil...still traced through my vains and man...do I gotta say...it sure feels good." Etoru furrowed his eyebrows as he stared at Conan with a sadistic smile.
Conan then charged at him YET AGAIN. Etoru sighed and shook his head blocking the attacks with relative ease. Some occasionally hit his face, but nothing but minor injuries. "This is getting old Conan...if you really want your life you should just do something else to amuse me..." Etoru caught his uppercut and held it there staring at his face. "Again with the uppercuts! It's too easy to predict Conan. You end every attack with it. I should just break your arm right now..." Etoru grinned. "Eh. I'll wait. You have my mercy...for about 5 minutes. Until then, you can try to amuse me." Etoru let go of his hand letting him jump back. Etoru stared at him suspicously. What's he up too...? Suddenly he vanished. Etoru tracked his movements but was far too late to see him holding his tail. Etoru looked behind him with wide eyes. "N...N...no!" Although...Etoru was only playing along. Etoru wasn't really stunned or effected by this attack. He's gained a tail resistance through being possessed somehow. Etoru tried holding in his laugh, but couldn't. "Tables? Turned...? You know...some predators tend to lead their prey into traps...looks like you're still the prey Conan..." Etoru tried to elbow his gut in order for him to let go of his tail. If he was successful, he'd then turned around and grab his hand. "Was this the hand that grabbed my tail...? Tsk tsk tsk..." Etoru would then try to lift Conan up and slam him from behind. If that worked, he'd still have a grip on his arm if he didn't somehow get out of it, and then attempt to break it.
"Well Conan...it looks like you've been...disarmed!" Etoru then bursted into laughter from his clever pun. Just like how he gave a pun from headbutting Etoru. Etoru would then slowly fly back giving space between the two. Etoru wanted to see him suffer in pain and agony, and even if he got out of that attack, Etoru was going to make that happen for sure...yes. He was going to see Conan suffer. "I'll have you know Conan...this is only a quarter of my full strength..." Etoru said with a happy smile.
[Attempting to learn [SU]Tail Resistance!]
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Post by Conan on Nov 14, 2015 19:20:03 GMT
Conan was shocked that Etoru had gained a tail resistance from being evil. And when he talked about the evil flowing through his veins, oh the rage he felt. Conan gritted his teeth to hold back a wave of swears. He attempted to left hook him in the cheek out of rage and yelled at him, "NO! THIS ISN'T LIKE YOU! YOU'RE NOT LIKE THIS AND I KNOW IT!" He spat at the ground and said to him, "What you've become disgusts me." He knew that it was Etoru, but he also knew that he would never do this. Conan then spat out blood as Etoru slammed him in the spine. It hadn't cracked, a miracle it is. He then groaned at the fact that he was trying to make puns too. As he tried to pry Conan's hand off his tail, he laughed and said, "This hand will stay on there, even if you shatter it. My touch will forever be there Etoru." He then attempted to rip off his tail. He tried to make it as painful as possible, as this Etoru wasn't in his right mind. He hoped the pain would shock him back to his old self, but of course, he is too hopeful. If that worked, then he would wrap the tail around his neck and try to strangle him into submission. He would wrap his arms around his neck and try to "put him to sleep," as the humans say. But he didn't want to kill him of course.
"Hey, why are you like this? Do you know what Ms. Kilo would say? The very person who almost was deactivated for good just to save you? And what about that guy you trained with? What was his name..Bing? What would he think? He took you under his wing and trained with you for Pete's sake! And don't make me mention all the other people that you'd make a good impression on if you met. And Tomo, Tomo would be devastated at this. How could You." At the last word he tightened his hold on his neck and said to him, "Maybe,-" Conan's eyes turned purple and red for a bit, his dark side showing, and said in a dark demonic voice, "Maybe I should've finished you off after all." After he had said those words, Conan contemplated whether to break his neck or not. His evil side was taking over out of frustration. The one thing Etoru didn't know about his behavior was, it was all acting. He then attempted to wrap the dismembered tail around his fists, hoping to use it as a handcuff for a bit. He would then kick him to the ground, his aura changing to a purple hue. He smiled wickedly as he then charged forth, with intentions of making him think that he was going to kill him. But the tiny bit of evilness and wickedness in his heart told him to finish him off. Kill him, and all of this would be done for. But he pushed it back, for the liking of Etoru pushed it back. "I won't let you get away, like my brother, Brocko." He wiped away a tear of sadness as he charged at Etoru, continuing his assault.
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Post by Etoru on Nov 14, 2015 23:07:25 GMT
Etoru rolled his eyes as he tried to pry his tail off. Etoru was going to end this. And he was going to ends this now. Etoru laughed when he tugged on his tail. Etoru flared his ki keeping his strength up. It did sting a bit when he pulled, but really Etoru wasn't phased. Etoru then charged some attack in his hand. "Welp Conan...! This has been fun..." The fire from the trees burning around them glew on the two warrior's faces. Etoru grinned as his fist began to charge up and glow. Soon it had electricity on it. Etoru then swiftly turned around and attempted to dig his fist into Conan's gut. The electricity would flow all around Conan which would stun him making him unable to move. Etoru smirked. If this hit, he would be out like a light.
If Etoru was successful in his attack, he'd sigh. "Well Conan...that wasn't fun at all..." Etoru began floating upwards as the forest fire around him made him look a lot more sinister. "The only reason I'm letting you live is because of how boring you are...gosh...but next time, don't expect this kind of mercy. Pest." Etoru then spit on his body before turning back into his base form and flying away.
[Attempting to learn [V2]Stun Fist:114,922//Attempting to Knock Brocko Out//Attempting to leave thread. Zeni Please]
((OOC Note...I don't really think you can dodge this due to site mechanics. If you really want to you gotta ask the mods. But from my knowlege, now don't quote me, the attack has to be under 100% of your current power. If it's 100% over it, then you'd need to use a SU tech like afterimage, 200% SU2, and so on))
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Post by Conan on Nov 14, 2015 23:20:11 GMT
Conan's gut was hit with pure fire. That's what he described it as. Electricity flashed as the fist connected to Conan's stomach. Conan spat out a chunk of blood on Etoru's arm, but he didn't seem to mind. He glared at Etoru, eyes full of rage, but quickly turned into eyes of pain and tears as the pain of the attack hit. He took one last glance at Etoru as he fell to the ground and swore at him. Black spits covered his vision as he fought to be conscious. He tried very hard to get up. But it was futile, and he swore at Etoru right after he spat on him. "See ya next time, kid," Conan said as the black spots overwhelmed his vision. His last thought was, "I;ve gotta warn the others." When he woke up, the forest was in ashes. Bird carcasses everywhere, the leaves burnt to a crisp. A tear rolled down his cheek as he looked at the destruction. He looked in the direction Etoru went, but shook his head. He couldn't go after Etoru now, he needed to heal. No one is crazy enough to go after Etoru, no one. As he walked back through the forest, tears started streaming down his cheeks. Out of pain, not sadness. He clenched his fist as he spat out a lot of blood. He used a bamboo as a support. He then continued on back home, stumbling occasionally.
(Pl Please!)
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Mayze
Moderator
PL: 250,469
Super Saiyan(x12) MSSJ(x15)
Zeni: 849
Shoki: 2,965
Tag: @gagelange10
OOC Name: Gage
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Post by Mayze on Dec 13, 2015 3:36:01 GMT
Conan you earned 2887 pl! Etoru you earned 1820 zeni! Adding...
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