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Post by Daiko on Dec 18, 2015 1:34:04 GMT
Today was a special day for Daiko, and all the other low-class saiyans like him who wanted to prove to the higher ups the fruit of their training up until this point. They filed into the observation deck overlooking the training room made to test their limits in today's exercise. Those that showed promise would be given the opportunity to become true saiyan warriors, and begin completing missions for the cause. This alone got Daiko's blood boiling, but not just because he'd become a real saiyan warrior. He knew that, if he could travel to other worlds, he'd find strong opponents. The only thing that truly got him motivated was the promise of an epic fight, and that's exactly why he was going to give it his all in front of his superiors. A large brute of a saiyan dressed in slightly more elegant armor than the one Daiko currently wore told them to line up, and began to explain just exactly what was going on.
"So, you maggots think you're ready to wear the sign of the Saiyan army and go out into the universe for us?" General Pota waited, watching as a few of the more overconfident saiyans nodded, one of them even yelling "Hell yeah!!". The General smiled, then slammed the floor with his boot, silencing them all, "Well I sure as hell don't! How about you prove that you can to me and the others watching you useless excuses for saiyans?" He pointed up at the opposite end of the arena, where another observation deck was, "There are some important people here today to watch your fights, so you'd better make yourself memorable if you want a good position in the army. Got it? Now, I'll let you go in there one at a time. Starting from right to left!" Daiko tilted his head to watch the end of the line, so far off from him. 'Oooh, great. Looks like I'm waiting here for awhile...' He sighed and crossed his arms, watching as the saiyans before him each walked into the arena and fought a number of Saibamen equal to their power level, 1 for each 1,000.
Once it was finally his turn, Daiko had to be woken up with an angry shout from Pota, "Zzrt?! H-huh? My turn, finally? Sweet!!" His eyes sparked with excitement as he stepped into the arena, walking to the center of it and waiting...waiting... "Uhm...what do I do now?" Pota's voice came from the loudspeaker, the heat of his rage billowing from the observation deck, "DO YOU NEVER PAY ATTENTION!? Power up to your maximum so we can see your full power, slacker!" Daiko blinked, then gave a thumbs up to the general, "Ah, gotcha. All the way to my max, eh?"
The half-saiyan turned to the other observation deck, the one he had been told held the higher ups that were observing them. He furrowed his eyebrows and dug deep within himself to bring out his inner strength, clenching his fists as the air around him pressurized, causing his hair to rise with the sheer power being displayed. Finally, he gave a shout of rage, and his aura burst out from around him, a dark blue color that spread far around him before settling down to a normal level just as quickly as it had come. He could hear a scouter calculating his power level, and the number "6,200" appeared on display for all to see. "Oh, not bad, rookie. Lucky you, you get to fight SIX Saibamen!" Daiko grinned to himself, whispering in a low tone, "Bring it on..."
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Post by Queen Habana on Dec 30, 2015 10:45:25 GMT
It was rather convenient for Habana that she had so few people in her life who would actually question her sudden rise from not actually being apart of the military all the way up to being the literal commander of the entire Empire until Zucceta returned to her position as Queen. Pin had been surprised but as he had already assumed her to be a member of the military it was not hard for the Android to accept her being Commander. Sam took the new exceptionally well, and her mother while initially skeptical that this was not some large scale prank being played on her by Habana eventually came to realize, after a trip to the palace, that it was the truth and promptly passed out from shock.
Habana felt she personally lacked some of the skills necessary to properly act as Commander at least initially, Zucceta appointing Mayze had helped to an extent as the ever aggressive saiyan had a FAR longer military career than she did, but in addition to Mayze Habana sought the aid of another saiyan she knew that held a far longer career than even Mayze and unlike Mayze was not someone she felt worried about mentioning her lack of experience to. Her mother. Jala had been an active member of the military from the very first moment she could enlist.
The only thing that had halted her from active duty in recent years was her injury's, Habana knew now that for as often as Jala had claimed there to be 'no way' for her back to be properly healed that there in fact were a few ways. The problem Habana had noticed was the price tag on these options, far and away more than what Jala could afford when she had been raising Habana and still likely beyond her grasp even now. But being Commander of the Empire afforded Habana certain benefits, such as being able to fund the necessary healing Jala would need to get back into action herself.
Now with Jala nearly recovered from her surgery she was filling her time by continuing to aid the training of the new recruits, today would be a somewhat important day some of the new recruits were looking to prove themselves to General Pota, to see if they had what it took to really be apart of the Empire. As Habana had been visiting Jala had suggested she join them to take a look at the recruits herself.
Habana was growing just a bit bored by the whole affair however, watching moderately strong Saiyans thrash a few Saibamen was not exactly the most exciting use of her time, occasionally she'd chirp in a comment on one of the recruits. She was eventually drawn out of her haze as Pota began shouting “What happened?” Habana whispered to Jala “I believe one of the recruits found the events about as interesting as you he nodded off roughly the same time you did. But he's up now” Jala explained as Pota got a reading on Daiko's power.
“That's not bad, a bit better than I was a few months ago.” Habana commented crossing her arms over her chest “Oi Pota, send Eight, he's the first interesting one so far, lets see what he can really do.” Habana shouted earning a annoyed groan from Jala.
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Post by Daiko on Dec 30, 2015 22:06:51 GMT
General Pota straightened up immediately as he heard the voice of Habana, the newly appointed Commander of the Army. He hadn't expected her to be there! Turning his bald shaven, potato-shaped head to her as she shouted out her orders, he nodded respectfully and bowed, "Yes, ma'am. Good news for you, rookie! You get to show off for the Commander!" In the middle of the arena, Daiko's aura had settled to normal levels around him, and he curiously looked up at the observation deck where Habana and the other spectators were, "Oh, I do? Cool," He said it nonchalantly, as if it were no big deal to him, and to be perfectly honest, it wasn't. There was something that interested him far more, and he placed his hands on his hips with an excited expression plastered onto his face, "So, I get to fight eight of these guys, eh? Su-weet! Let's get it started, then!" The young saiyan cracked his knuckles and his neck as he waited, getting all the tension out of his body, which was shaking with anticipation.
The general simply grimaced, "That IS the Commander you're talking about...you shouldn't sound so disappointed about showing her your mettle. Ah, well...eight Saibamen, coming right up!" The grizzled saiyan warrior pressed a button, which revealed four plots of dirt surrounding Daiko from underneath the floor, and two Saibamen popped up from each one, making a total of eight green fighters. Daiko smirked, clenching his fists as the newly born Saibamen stretched out and hopped around, getting used to their new bodies after having been seeds for so long. Finally tired of waiting, Daiko stomped his boot to the ground and roared at one of them suddenly, surprising the little green man and knocking it off its feet. Smirking at the hilarious sight, Daiko straightened back up and moved a hand forwards, bending his fingers in the universal "Come at me" symbol. The Saibaman who had been knocked off his feet growled in clear anger, jumping back up and launching himself at Daiko immediately, claws outstretched.
"Hah! Nice try, but that won't work on me!" Just to prove this, Daiko swayed to the side easily, just barely avoiding the green warrior's sharpened claws and grabbing its leg as it passed by. Its face had the distinct look of "I'm screwed" before Daiko brought it up into the air and then down again, tossing it at one of its buddies, who was staring in shock. The to collided at full speed, sending them both sprawling along the cool, metallic flooring. The other six looked to each other, then back at Daiko, who as taunting them with a monkey's laugh. After the shock had passed, anger now coursed through their veins. The six launched a coordinated assault at Daiko, who had calmed down and was staring at them with eyes of fire, "Let's get started for real, then."
Pota sighed heavily as Daiko began to take on the six Saibamen, "That boy doesn't even try to think before acting. He relies on pure instinct." Just as he said this, Daiko leaped into the air and began to fly, his aura still flaring up around him as the Saibamen gave chase. Each time one of them got close to him, he knocked them back down with a kick, an elbow, or a punch. Soon, the other two Saibamen who he'd knocked down before woke up, and joined in on the chase. Combined with the other six, they backed him up against a wall. Two of them grabbed onto his arms and pinned him against the wall while the rest began to opens their heads, and Daiko knew what was about to happen. He'd fought these things before, I can't get hit with that acid...no matter how tough you are, it'll eat right through you! Instinctively, Daiko twisted his wrists and grabbed the two Saibamen pinning him by their heads, pulling them in front of him to use as shields as the six others fired their acid, spraying Daiko's makeshift shields mostly, but catching him with a bit of it, burning through his armor.
"Alright, playtime's over. Time to get serious." Daiko dropped the burning piles of Saibamen that were slowly turning to mushy ooze and gave another roar of defiance, using his ki to boost him forwards. The shockwave released was powerful enough to dent the metal wall behind him as he smashed into one of the Saibamen, using his shoulder as a weapon to knock the breath out of it and probably break whatever was inside its chest. The little green man was sent flying to the other side of the arena, and Daiko quickly turned to the next one, swinging a deadly fist that moved too fast for it to see coming. Its face dented, and it slammed into the ground below. "Four down...four to go." He turned to the rest of them, who screeched at him and charged. Fearlessly, Daiko held his ground and waited for them to come to him. And then, in the blink of an eye, four limbs moved almost simultaneously, hitting each one of the Saibamen multiple times until they went down. It was barely a fight at that point. Daiko had taken his opening and turned the tides in his favor before his enemy even knew what was happening.
General Pota clapped, shocking the younger saiyan as he drifted down to the arena floor, "That was an excellent performance, Daiko! I thought the Commander might've given you a bigger challenge than you were ready for with eight Saibamen, but you seemed to handle it well!" Daiko, still hopped up on adrenaline from the fight, was breathing heavily, "Thanks, General. Nothing's too hot for me to handle! Though I've never fought so many at once before! Ahaha!" He scratched the back of his head, laughing happily after that intense fight. "Alright, that's it for today! All of you, back to your barracks! You'll be given your grade tomorrow morning. Daiko, I'll need to speak with you tomorrow, as well. Don't forget." Daiko curiously tilted his head, then shrugged and nodded, "Sure. See ya tomorrow, then, sir." He quickly saluted and walked off to where the other soldiers were, gaining a bit of praise from them on his performance.
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Post by Queen Habana on Jan 9, 2016 2:11:40 GMT
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@nextperson Base PL - 144,040 Super Saiyan PL - 1,584,440 Current PL - 10,000 KP - 3/3
| A Challenger Approaches! “Huh” Habana tilted her head as she watched the warrior leap into action. It was good to see that he held little fear over a bit of added challenge, if he feared fighting a couple of extra Saibamen of all things then he would certainly not be prepared for facing more credible threats en mass, part of Habana wished that they had something a bit... more.. to use to test the prospective recruits. Jala had explained to her that Saibamen were used because they were fairly easy to regrow and represented an easy metric to use to guage the skill of a warrior. Most Saiyans would be expected to deal with similar situations as Daiko had, thrashing a group of weaker warriors even if most Saiyans preferred the concept of a real knock out brawl between an opponent of equal skill and power, something to really test there limits.
“What... You've got a look, that sort of look rarely means anything good.” Jala said with a sigh as Daiko's battle wrapped up, he had won and the match had at least to Habana gone roughly as expected, just enough to push him a bit but unfortunately not -enough- for her now that the battle was over. “Just curious, I sorta feel like it wasn't quite enough. He seems a bit better than the others, even outside of being a bit above average power wise. I feel like the saibamen weren't really the best test.” Habana said with a shrug beginning a slow walk away from the viewing area.
Jala was quick to follow her daughter's lead narrowing her eyes suspiciously as they continued “You were the one that decided to add more to the match, what more would you have wanted to see?” she questioned, Pota had already gone ahead to congratulate Daiko on his successful defeat of the Saibamen, by now he was likely dismissing the warriors back to the barracks. “He reminds me a bit of when I got out, strong and in desperate need of a proper challenge. Unlike me though I'm not sure he's got the right environment to grow at the same rate I did.” Habana said earning a raised eyebrow from Jala.
“I had to keep pushing my limits every time I trained, I was fighting people with power far beyond my comprehension. As it stands most of our soldiers will end up on a much lighter style of training, they'll fight other warriors in there power class, the weaker ones will get the most benefit by training up to catch up to the strong, the stronger ones will have a slower growth rate since they'll have less to push them though. Some will get lucky with tough missions, others will become more generally skilled, but a lot will probably just stagnate and become average. I suppose it's not BAD to have average warriors, not everyone can or even wants to be more than that. But some people CAN and I don't much like seeing that potential held back.” Habana ranted to Jala as they walked, as she spoke Habana slowly maneuvered them in the direction of the Barracks, Jala too focused on the conversation and already following along Habana's lead did not even notice.
“Hm but what exactly would you do to fix that, the system we've had has worked well for a very long time.” “It has I suppose, our battles go pretty well from what I've seen and read, even Earth actually was a reasonable success for the general troops up until Earth's forces overwhelmed out stronger warriors. But my idea is sort of born from my own circumstances a few months ago, I think I'd like to pair weaker warriors with potential with our already stronger warriors. People like Mayze and even myself would make exceptional partners for them, powers to aspire to. With luck and a few ass kicking's they'll be tough enough to start aiding other warriors themselves within a month or so of training, then they help others, and so on. But first I've gotta run a test of my own, see if my first Test Subject is really up to the task.”
Jala blinked a few times as Habana halted, slowly realizing how far they had traveled while Habana had been speaking on her ideas for how to improve the Empire's warriors with 'potential', as she began to realize where they were Habana had already undone her hair ties, allowing her hair to cascade down her back and removing one of her more easily recognizable physical traits, a trait that might clue other warriors in on the fact that she was there acting Commander. “Bana.. what are you..” “OI YOU” Habana would shout intending to draw the attention of Daiko as she lunged forward pushing herself far enough away from Jala to make it less obvious she had been with her “I'M GONNA KICK YOUR ASS” she would declare pointing a finger directly at Daiko to make it absolutely clear who's ass she intended to kick.
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Post by Daiko on Jan 9, 2016 19:19:28 GMT
Daiko was grinning at his fellow warriors, who were admiring his fearlessness in the face of the Commander's added challenge of two extra Saibamen, casually waving off their compliments, "It really wasn't that big a deal. I enjoy challenges like that anyways." Something caught his attention in the midst of all the saiyans surrounding him, though, and that was an old, experienced warrior standing by the entrance to the arena, smiling at Daiko proudly. Uncle Cress! Daiko split off from the group, glad to find an excuse to get away from that crowd. After making his way over to his uncle, the old saiyan's face became solemn, "Daiko...I'm proud of you. I'm sure your mother and father would be, too, if they could see you now. You've become strong." Daiko smiled bashfully, but he was beaming with pride, "Thanks, Uncle. Heh, but I'm still not satisfied with the way I am now. I want to keep getting stronger and stronger! That's why I joined the army, so that I could go out into space and find tough challengers." Cress laughed heartily, patting the young saiyan's head, "Well, you've still got awhile to go before you can even beat me, kid, so I wouldn't get too cocky."
"But before you go off, Daiko, I need to speak with you. I need to tell you about something I may have found...about your pa-" Before Cress could finish what he was saying, there was a loud shout coming from behind Daiko, and the younger saiyan turned in surprise to see a woman with long, purple-ish black hair. While Daiko didn't recognize her at all, not really paying attention to the details of what the Commander looked like when she was giving him the challenge, Cress recognized her immediately. Choosing to keep it from Daiko, he simply nudged his back and said quietly, "Looks like you've got one of those tough challengers you've been wanting." Daiko blinked in confusion, and then, slowly, an understanding passed across his features. His confusion soon turned into excitement, and he stepped forward eagerly to Habana, stopping when they were about ten feet away from each other. His armor was smoking from the Saibaman acid, and he looked roughed up from the previous battle, but those injuries wouldn't stop him from taking on this new challenger.
"You're gonna kick my ass, huh? Don't be surprised if you're the one who gets your ass kicked instead!" Daiko smirked, about to get into a fighting position before his armor slipped off of his shoulder, and he felt a burning sensation from it. The acid had cleanly eaten through his armor, making it less form-fitting than it had been before. "Jeez, this'll only be a nuisance..." He slid the armor off his body and tossed it to the side, stretching a bit and cracking his neck, "Much better. Let's skip the introductions, I just want to fight!" The saiyan grinned at his opponent, completely psyched for this fight. The challenger looked strong, just like he liked 'em.
The words of his uncle passed through his mind immediately, "Strike first to win!" Daiko sprinted forwards, clenching his fist tight and swinging it with precision aim, attempting to hit Habana's throat to cut off her air supply. It was a quick jab, not meant for much damage, but it wouldn't need to be if it hit, unless his opponent had some godly neck muscles. Then he'd pull his fist back and attempt an uppercut to the woman's center, chasing her down if need be, going completely on the offense. He had no qualms about hitting a girl, especially if they were to challenge him to a fight.
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Post by Mayze on Jan 13, 2016 1:52:03 GMT
Though soft, the sounds of fighting and yelling could be heard down the the hall within the recruitment center. It was to be expected really, this was where some saiyans came to prove their worth and see if they really wore fit for the military. Those who trained hard would certainly pass, but those that tried to use their parent’s wallets… they would not.
Coming to the door of the observation room, Mayze gently opened it, and entered, only to find no one, “Damnit, those fucking guards lied to me, they said the commander was here. All this fucking way for nothing,” he mentally groaned.
He sighed, ready to leave the room. However, the shout of a voice he recognized stopped him. Curious, he walked to the end of the observation deck railing, and glanced below onto the training area. It appeared some lowly recruit had decided to charge at what appeared to be Habana, “So she is here… guess I won’t have to reprimand those guards.”
With a grunt he jumped off, landing on the ground softly. He made his way over to Jala, curious to get some input on just what the hell Habana was doing.
Upon reaching her, he stopped and crossed his arms. Watching the two saiyans go at. Without even glancing at Jala, he began to speak, “So…. just what the fuck is the commander doing?”
OOC: Bit of a sloppy entrance, but it’s the best I could do.
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Post by Queen Habana on Jan 14, 2016 22:37:54 GMT
Commander Habana Active Techniques -All Seeing Eye(Detection)
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Daiko Base PL - 144,040 Super Saiyan PL - 1,584,440 KP - 3/3
| Test Your Might! “Heh dont'cha think having armor might help? You're gonna want all the protection you can get” As Daiko pulled off his armor tossing it off to the site, Habana still had her own armor on as she hadn't thought to remove it but ultimately it wouldn't actually hmatter much whether she was wearing it or not. Daiko not looking for introductions also made things a lot easier, no need to lie to him about who she was.
Habana smirked as he lunged forward sprinting as quick as he could in her direction, she shifted herself into a more defensive position in the time it would take for Daiko to reach her, he took a hard swing at her throat surprising Habana with how quick he was to jump at a potentially fight ending move if he hit hard enough, lashing out with one of her own hands Habana would slam Daiko's fist off target causing him to hit nothing but air before he wrenched his arm back and struck at her again, this time an uppercut aimed to her midsection, he seemed tense and ready to leap forward if she would move away but that would be unnecessary for the moment as Habana held her position.
As Daiko's fist drew near she would snatch at it blocking the limb from impacting her midsection and instead taking the blow on the palms of her hands “You hit hard”, smirking Habana would attempt to grab hold of Daiko's wrist and forearm and then promptly attempt to flip him over her shoulder and plant the recruit in the ground, if successful she would try to follow up by stomping his chest.
Jala watched the battle curious to see if the fight would show her what it was that seemed to have caught Habana's interest about the recruit, shortly after the fight had begun however she was joined by a familiar face, Mayze the young elite that was appointed to the position of advisor to Habana by Queen Zucceta, the boy was a bit like a raging fire, hopefully time and experience would teach him a bit of restraint.
“She thinks the recruit there has some potential to be a strong warrior, decided to test her theory out personally. Scouter says she's still giving him a bit of a rough time of it, ten thousand to his six. She's got some grand plan for training up some of the troops.” she explained keeping her eyes on the fight as she did so only shifting her attention to check the scouter readings.
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Ally, 25% Base PL - 36,010 Overdrive PL - 108,030 KP - 3/3
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Post by Daiko on Jan 15, 2016 3:31:13 GMT
Daiko knew his first attack had failed when his jab hit the empty air, but he didn't stop from there. The young saiyan quickly followed up with his next attack, feeling it slam into his opponent at full force. At least, it had seemed to strike something solid. Glancing down, Daiko could see his fist being held back by the hands of his challenger. Despite the fact that his attack had been completely null against her defenses, he still found himself grinning excitedly. In fact, that seemed to only motivate him to try even harder to beat her. The eager fighter smirked at her compliment, still pushing hard against her hands, to no avail. "Thanks." He was a bit too focused on his current attack to notice that she was already moving to abuse his momentum, grasping his arm in her hands and lifting him off his feet almost effortlessly! "Gaah!" It was like the planet was moving underneath him rapidly until he crashed into the floor on his back, a wave of pain overloading his senses. He had closed his eyes upon impact, and was in the midst of opening them again when a foot slammed into his chest, causing another painful grunt. She's...strong! He'd never felt a power like this except from his uncle, but whenever they fought, he could tell that something was being held back. This aura was much more...ruthless. The saiyan's dark blue eyes clouded as he realized the weight of opponent's strength, both figuratively and literally.
Cress watched the proceeding battle with a curious expression. I wonder why the Commander would want to fight little Daiko. She knows that she'll win...is this a sort of test? How lucky he is, then. Heh...even if he doesn't realize it from where he's laying. Daiko was struggling with the pain and the foot currently planted on his chest, having a hard time getting his momentum back. After a few seconds of watching the pathetic display, the grizzled saiyan uncrossed his arms and cupped his hands against his mouth, "Oi, Daiko! Focus! Have you forgotten everything that I taught you? Honestly..." Daiko seemed to snap out of whatever stupor he'd been in, and grinned as he got an idea. He quickly grabbed her ankle with both hands and threw his body weight to the side with a loud grunt, using his legs to try and sweep Habana off her feet. Whether it was successful or not, he'd continue to spin until he'd thrown her off of him and squeeze out of that situation, backing off while getting himself a solid footing once again.
"That was a good toss! But you don't scare me." Daiko's eyes had cleared, and he had a more serious look on his face, even if the ever-present smirk was still there. After he'd been jolted out of that minor funk, the saiyan was ready once again to kick ass and take names. He took on another burst of speed, dashing forwards with more and more speed until his feet seemed to leave the ground altogether. I just need to get one hit in...if I can't do that, I have no right to call myself a saiyan! His eyes seemed to have a fire behind them as he closed in on Habana, glaring right into her eyes, his confident expression approaching faster and faster...and then he went straight through her. At least, it would appear that way. He had used a technique called the Zanzoken, or what he liked to call it, the "Moving-Really-Fast" technique, to create an afterimage of himself to the saiyan eye. Only someone paying attention to where his power level was would be able to see this surprise attack coming. He seemed to just appear behind Habana, twisting his body around to deliver a spine-cracking blow to her neck.
The other recruits were watching in awe as Daiko fearlessly and mercilessly attacked the Commander, but little did they know that he had no idea who it was that he was fighting at all.
Mayze
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Post by Mayze on Jan 22, 2016 18:26:41 GMT
“Is that so?” Mayze replied. Yes, training troops would help, but in the grand scheme of things, they were just cannon fodder. Most of them would never be able to stand up to the being known as Vi-Poi. The android was far too powerful, and many people did not have the latent potential to reach such heights in power. Only a select few do and most of them waste it.
“So does Habana think this kid has some sort of potential? His power level is quite high for the average saiyan. Otherwise, I don’t see the point of training him or any others. No amount of training will make them powerful to stand up to Earth’s strongest warriors if they don’t have potential. “ the general continued, showing his skepticism of the commander’s idea.
He continued to watch the fight whilst thinking. It was clear that Habana was winning. However, the recruit was putting up a fair fight. Maybe the kid did have the potential to be something special. Only time would tell however.
With a sigh, he glanced at Jala, “How long you think this is going to last?”
OOC: Been busy, sorry for wait and short post.
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Post by Queen Habana on Jan 26, 2016 0:48:57 GMT
Commander Habana Active Techniques -All Seeing Eye(Detection) -Power Setting
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Daiko Base PL - 144,040 Super Saiyan PL - 1,584,440 Current PL - 10,000 KP - 3/3
| Test Your Might! “Thats actually pretty much exactly how she phrased it, she sees possibilities in him but didn’t get to see enough of what she wanted from his earlier bout, Pota put him up against some saibamen for a demonstration of skill, ‘Bana added a couple more to spice things up. Afterwards she was all riled up and ready to put him to her own test” Jala said with a shrug, perhaps it was too many years seeing recruit after recruit but as far as Jala was concerned the boy was just a, admittedly strong, recruit. “Habana’s probably a bit more willing to put some extra stock in newbies than I am, shes got some sort of plan brewing, wants to have stronger warriors like yourself give her a hand with it. Training up warriors who might genuinely be worth the effort instead of letting them stagnate alongside the others. Bana’s not the greatest at holding back so I’m not sure how long it’ll be.”
Habana smirked as her foot crashed into Daiko’s chest, the saiyan shifted in pain beneath her but managed to keep himself from shouting out in pain, that was at the very least mildly impressive, but he’d still have a ways to go before she knew for sure that he was worth the effort. “C’mon now, don’t make this easy for me” Habana taunted, her taunt was followed by an onlooker shouting out to Daiko encouraging him to focus up, Habana tilted her head to see who it was that was shouting intentionally giving Daiko a moment away from her attention.
Habana swiftly found herself being flipped to the ground, luckily for her but unluckily for Daiko Habana was rather well versed in dealing with such a situation, as she was flipped Habana put out her hands digging her fingers into the ground to provide support, Daiko’s grip broke as he seemed far more interested simply trying to remove her from him, while Daiko would continue rolling Habana would end up on upside-down standing upon her hands with seemingly little effort in maintaining her balance.
Back up on his feet Habana grinned as he declared that she did not scare him and then he dashed forward at top speed, as Habana watched his approach she noticed something off about Daiko, narrowing her eyes Habana finally broke through the illusion her glowing eye allowing her to see that the Daiko before her was a fake, bracing for impact Habana was not dissapointed as she felt a sharp impact against the back of her neck, her entire body tensed with the strike, Habana’s power would spike just a bit in response to the blow, a preventative measure to ensure she was not overly harmed by the focused blow.
“Urk, alright nice one. But I’m not quite done yet” Habana growled, she’d seen how he could take a normal hit, he went down hard but took it well overall, she’d seen his general striking power, efficiently done and executed well with the after-image. Now to see how he’d stand up against a REAL attack. “HYAAA” Habana would twirl her body briefly rotating like a top before flipping back from her hand onto her feet, once she landed Habana would deliver a swift roundhouse kick aimed at Daiko’s face, unlike her previous attacks however as her leg came in to make impact the limb would glow purple before making impact, for those with scouters they would read the attack as possessing a power of 1,561 an impressive number to most of the assembled saiyans, impressive even for a warrior of Daiko’s caliber. But all it amouted to for Habana was a grand total of 1% of her base power.
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Daiko
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Post by Daiko on Jan 28, 2016 21:59:50 GMT
As the battle continued, Cress caught a snippet of the conversation between Jala and Mayze, and a spark of rage went through his mind. The grizzled saiyan turned his gaze to the two, noticing that they were both high ranks in the army, but his anger was making him irrational. He didn’t want to make a scene that would distract Daiko from his current battle, but he couldn’t just let what was said slip by without standing up for his nephew. He strode over to the two other saiyans, stopping when he was a few feet away from them and observed the fight once more, speaking loud enough so that they could hear him, ”I wouldn’t underestimate that boy if I were you. The last time I did that, I ended up with a broken arm.” He smirked despite his anger as the memory of the first time Daiko rolled up on his doorstep, reluctantly asking him if he could stay with his uncle. Cress was the only family he had on Vegeta, after the tragic “accident”.
”He’s strong, yes, but that’s not his only defining feature. He’s got the same passion for battle that his father had, and he won’t give in to an opponent even when he’s clearly outmatched. Even if it takes him months, or years, he won’t stop fighting until he’s surpassed all expectations,” Cress glanced at Mayze, the anger that was once in them turning into curiosity, ”He reminds me of his father...my brother. You remember Daiko, don’t you?” There was barely a saiyan alive who didn’t know of the saiyan Daiko, who started life as a pathetic low-class saiyan, yet climbed his way to a position nearly exceeding that of the high-class breed with pure grit and determination. He took the class system by the throat and proceeded to beat it into submission.
Meanwhile, in the fight, Daiko was grinning wildly, a successful look in his eyes as his attack connected with the mysterious mistress. He hadn’t expected her to be in such a position, but his attack had succeeded nonetheless, so he couldn’t complain. With no time to celebrate, his guard was quickly pulled back up as Habana spun like a top. Her feet grazed his arms, cutting past the fabric of his battle suit. Insane! This is… The young saiyan’s eyes widened with both shock and pain as her next attack connected flawlessly with his side. Pain wracked through his brain, and he clenched his jaw to prevent an unnecessary show of weakness. The pain was too great, however, causing him to cough up a bit of blood from the ferocity of the attack. ...the strongest opponent I’ve ever faced!
Daiko went flying past the crowd, slamming so hard into the metal wall that his body created a Daiko-shaped dent that held him up uncomfortably. His teeth were clenched while the pain registered in his mind, every new wave a fresh hell for him. The side of his battle suit was completely torn off, revealing half of his chest and his ribs, which were painted with a red welt. He could definitely feel that two of them had broken at least. With each new second that passed, helplessness attempted to settle the thought of defeat in his mind. Tch...I think too much… The young saiyan’s arm twitched as his aura began to rise from his body once again, I’m not going to give up here, no matter what anyone thinks!
With a shout of defiance, Daiko wrenched his arm from the wall, slamming it back into the cool metal and pushing himself out of the dent Habana had made with his own body. His aura intensified around himself, swirling up from his feet before bursting into a flame-like appearance. Ignoring the pain flaring within his side, Daiko leaped upwards and dived down towards Habana, attempting to slam his fists down on her head. If he succeeded, he’d then attempt to grab her by the back of the head within close proximity and slam her face into his rising knee with no mercy. His eyes were wild, burning with the lust for combat that true saiyans hoped to achieve at least once within their lifetime. He was channeling the primal rage of the saiyan race.
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Queen Habana
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Post by Queen Habana on Feb 1, 2016 22:58:42 GMT
Commander Habana Active Techniques -All Seeing Eye(Detection)
Items In Use -Scouter
@mayze Daiko Base PL - 144,040 Super Saiyan PL - 1,584,440 Current PL - 30,000
| Test Your Might! ((Skipping Gage only to keep the fight itself progressing, wont progress the discussion since the actual fighting involved can take place as the talking occurs)) Habana watched with curiosity as to how Daiko would respond to her blow, as expected she had delivered the strike bashing him across the side of his skull, as Habana twisted back around to get her view she turned just in time to see Daiko's eye go wide with shock, there was a brief moment as if the world entered slow motion as Daiko seemed to be processing what had happened to him.. before he was promptly sent flying across the camp tumbling across the aground and nearly into the crowd that had formed to witness there battle, his momentum was finally halted as he crashed into the side of a barracks, the metal was strong enough that the only damage the building received was a impact crater shaped roughly like Daiko. Habana grinned at the sight it was always amusing when you hit someone THAT hard.Habana briefly worried that perhaps her attack had been too much for him as a few long moments passed with no overt sign of action from Daiko, she could feel his energy signature still pulsing indicing life but that did not necessarily indicate consciousness, a hand wrenching out from the dent however told her what she needed to know and with a bit of effort the rest of Daiko soon followed after his hand as he dragged himself free of his metal prison. Habana grinned at the recruit's tenacity, most probably would have just accpted defeat after being planted in the side of a building. Daiko stood once more, his aura blazing around him, he seemed very much to be forcing himself to continue moving as Habana could practically see the great efforts he was taking to make his body go on, he lunged forward with everything he had launching briefly into the air before diving down on her, Habana contemplated how to respond, but perhaps the best way to see what Daiko could do would just be to let him hit her, she'd raise her power a bit more, stop holding back as much in order to sure up her physical defenses, there was no need to accidentally let herself get a concussion from her prospective trainee after all.As Habana's power spiked Daiko's fist made contact with her face causing Habana's face to jerk to the side with the force of the blow, a good solid hit, but it could be better, he'd left some room open for a counter maneuver, his attention seemed focused elsewhere, and his follow up proved it, he was planning ahead but with an opponent that could thoroughly outmatch you it was perhaps a bit dangerous to focus on your next move over your current one. Reagardless Habana would make no moves to stop him as he grabbed the back of her head and jammed his knee into her lower jaw.“Owe..” Habana muttered after the impact, even toughening herself jaw-shots were not particularly comfortable, unsure of Daiko's next move Habana would take a chance to make one of her own, with his close proximity Habana would attempt to deliver an open palm strike to Daiko's chest, to put a bit of distance between them. She'd seen most of what she needed now, so perhaps it was time to start explaining, though with that wild look in his eyes there was a good chance that Daiko would simply keep fighting on.
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Mayze
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Post by Mayze on Feb 1, 2016 23:47:37 GMT
“Hmm, I see. Hopefully this plan sees success. We need strength in order to stand against the Earthlings,” the saiyan warrior muttered in reply. He sighed and uncrossed his arms, “I better be off, need to get training of my own in. Always nice to see you Jala,”
The man turned around and began to make his leave. However, the voice of Daikio’s uncle caused him to stop. The general sighed, and let the man speak, detecting hints of anger in his voice, “Hmph, yes because underestimating him would surely end up in a broken arm for myself, me a super saiyan,” Mayze sarcastically thought.
The saiyan turned around, gaze resting on Cress. When he spoke, his tone was cold and brisk, “Perhaps you should watch your tone when addressing a superior, soldier,” he paused for a brief moment before continuing, this time his tone softening a bit, “I’ve heard of Daiko, yes. So has she,” he jabbed a finger towards Habana, “Your nephew seems to be a very special kid. He could be a very powerful warrior with the right guidance. The commander ought be able to do that. She and I see a high place within the empire for your nephew.” the general nodded towards the grizzled saiyan, before turning once more and walking out the door. He had work to do.
[Thread exit zeni please]
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Post by Daiko on Feb 3, 2016 15:53:00 GMT
Cress' eyes narrowed at Mayze's response, thinking to himself bitterly, I haven't been a soldier in a LONG time. However, he didn't let that bother him, instead nodding curtly at Daiko's deserved praise, Damn right he'll be a powerful warrior...but whether he has a high place in the empire is something I wonder about. He didn't say a word as Mayze left, instead turning his gaze to his nephew trapped in the wall, I don't think he'd be content with just being a soldier, or even a general. He's got his father's blood in him.The old saiyan's eyes widened as Daiko began to wrench himself out of the wall, not out of surprise for his nephew getting back up from a hard hit as he usually did, but because of the look on the young saiyan's face. Never in their training had he had a look like that one. Cress smirked, proudly watching as Daiko charged into battle once more, You never cease to surprise me... Even as Daiko took a hard hit to the chest and went flying backwards, the enraged saiyan flexed his powerful muscles and stopped himself in midair with a burst of energy. His breathing was heavy, like that of a crazy beast, his chest heaving up and down visibly as fresh blood poured down his injured side. "RRRRAAAAGH!!!" Daiko's power spiked once more as he pushed out every ounce that his tired, busted up body could pour out, unconsciously focusing most of it into his fist. It was a subtle difference, nothing on the surface alluding to this attack but a clenching of the fist. He dropped to the ground and charged at top speed, raising his fist into the air just as he got close to Habana and swinging it at the center of her body as hard as he could. This was no ordinary punch. If it connected, the compressed energy would then burst out into the recipient, spreading through the inside of the enemy and exploding outwards. Daiko wasn't even aware of this happening, the technique came naturally to him during his years on that now-desolate planet he lived on since childhood. Unfortunately, that attack had exhausted him no matter what, and immediately after launching that punch, he would go limp. Daiko's body was almost entirely numb, only able to move his head somewhat and keep his consciousness. The fire in his eyes lessened, and his breathing slowed to fitful gasps of pain. Despite all this, he managed to struggle out the words: "I...want to fight you again. As many times as it takes...until I'm strong enough to defeat you." He grinned happily, the prospect of facing the immense challenge that was Habana giving him a true sense of joy. Queen Habana
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Queen Habana
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Post by Queen Habana on Feb 8, 2016 0:03:31 GMT
Jala remained silent between the exchange between the man and Mayze, it was clear the man held Daiko in high regard, it was pleasant to see extended family such as the boys uncle taking a positive interest in the life of there family, she had barely made the mental connection that this boy was likely to be related to a warrior like the elder Daiko, he was a reasonably impressive warrior by any standards regardless of his class, a truly impressive tale of a low class warrior defying expectations. It also explained a bit of the closeness between the uncle and Daiko, low-class families tended towards either a very close bond or extreme distance.
Knowing where this Daiko had come from made the possibility that Habana’s belief that he would be a worthwhile warrior to train all the more likely, strength like that tended to be a family trait, though the uncle might not necessarily possess it the elder Daiko’s children, such as the younger, almost certainly would. His tenacity was likewise something to command as Daiko prepared to re engage Habana in combat in spite of his weakened state.
Habana stood firm as Daiko approached driving his fist into her midsection she grit her teeth as he made impact, she could feel a lot more behind this technique but not enough to take her down even while holding back, the blow caused an eruption of energy that would leave Habana’s midsection signed but ultimately fine, shortly after delivering the blow Daiko would begin to waver, reaching out Habana would grasp him around his collar initially making it appear as if she intended to continue assaulting him, but then she would grin to indicate it was simply a gesture to ensure that Daiko could remain on his feet.
“That’s good kid, because if I have my way you and I will be brawling often. I’m Habana, Commander of the Empire, I’d like to give you a chance at some more advanced training than what you would receive as a normal recruit. Don’t give me an answer now unless you feel certain, think it over for a bit, regardless take this, it’ll give you easy access to pretty reasonably priced equipment” Habana said putting a piece of paper into the boys hand. “If you do decide to take up my offer make your way either to the Northern Barracks, or to the Palace itself, myself and Captain Jala make frequent use of the Barracks and if im not there i am usually in the palace.”
[If you want we can call it a wrap here, if we do I'll be taking PL]
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