Laetus
Rising Soul
PL: 6,084; Hidden Potential (x4); Items: One-Use Space-Pod, Short Sword; Zeni: 1,528
Tag: @laetus
Posts: 76 
|
Post by Laetus on Jan 3, 2016 10:32:23 GMT
Late day, cloudy, not quite sun set. Leatus wanders out of a restaurant, whos owner puts up a closed sign as he exits. With a sigh, he shakes a small bag listening to the jingling coins inside. "What a waste. I'm still hungry." He groans as he wanders down the busy street.
A few blocks down, and he finds himself in the town square, looking up at a large statue of Mr. Satan. Without a second thought, he jumps up on the statues shoulder and starts making mock poses from the "Satan vs.." movie series, all the while laughing loudly, way too entertained by his own antics.
|
|
Marautis
Rising Soul
PL: 29,738; Water Bulk (x4); Items: One-Use Spacepod, Heavy Weights (1/4 of PL), House (LV 1); Zeni: 1,475
Tag: @marautis
Posts: 102
|
Post by Marautis on Jan 3, 2016 11:37:21 GMT
Marautis moved down the streets of Satan City, moving hurriedly. He hated being around so many land lubbers. So much dry air, so many stale smells, the city was certainly one of Marautis' most despised locations. His large webbed feet cuffed the pavement as he moved with the pace he did. He glanced around observing all the beings that disgusted him so vilely. A fat man through the window of a diner, stuffing his face with morsels of fat and grease, a thin stick of a woman wrapped in an expensive fur, clutching at a what appeared to be a small canine pet and a leather purse of sorts as she hustled through the crowd; the city was sickening. The only reason Marautis had come here was to reach the forest east of here inland, the city being an unavoidable detour.
His eyes continued to dart around the crowd, peering into the lives of the land lubbers going about their repulsive little lives. He noticed what seemed to be a younger land lubber, a human boy judging by appearance, who had clambered up onto a statue in the middle of the town square. Quite abhorrent behaviour in Marautis' eyes. The boy mucked about, waving his arms frantically in between the fits of his own laughter an amusement of course. Marautis didn't have time for this, the crowd however gave the impression he did as Marautis found himself engulfed in a large clump of commuters all moving about the square at once. He would liken this to 'rush hour' as he had seen on the roads and highways around the city. Marautis continued to look up at the boy as he shuffled along, rather nauseated at the behaviour in fact, but until Marautis was free of the confines of the square, this would provide enough entertainment for now. He wondered if the surrounding land lubbers would tolerate such behaviour and how they'd react to such?
|
|
Laetus
Rising Soul
PL: 6,084; Hidden Potential (x4); Items: One-Use Space-Pod, Short Sword; Zeni: 1,528
Tag: @laetus
Posts: 76
|
Post by Laetus on Jan 4, 2016 0:15:31 GMT
As Leatus danced around, most simply ignored his antics in their daily commute. Those that did stop fell into two groups; some, mostly teenagers, who found the whole thing hilarious, and others who were enraged by such disrespect for humanities 'great champion'. Those in the latter group began yelling and demanding an end to this. Soon, some more radical protesters began throwing rocks at Leatus, who avoided them with sudden shifts in his poses, seemingly ignorant to their anger. One who didn't know better would think the boy to simply be dodging through dumb luck.
|
|
|
|
Post by Deleted on Jan 4, 2016 0:53:52 GMT
Heavy Weights on- ¼ of 28,834
Drake floated above the city, watching it. He had been trying to learn more about his new robotics, not sure what was powering him. He thought he had figured out that his brain wasn’t purely organic anymore. He was a computer. He looked down at his body, circuits running through it. Who had brought him back? Was he even a true soul anymore? He supposed if he still was a soul, he was a very dark one. Before it had been forced, his job. Now- he almost felt himself enjoying it. He was turning into one of those generic villains that were in video games and movies. He scowled, but couldn't help the feeling. He wanted to fight- it filled his blood with electricity. He began scanning the city, the scouter built into his eye proving helpful, though he sometimes missed the feeling of the old one on his wrist. Two powers popped up, lower ones though. He had a confused face, wondering why so many low powered people were popping up all of a sudden. He zoomed down, letting himself be very obvious.
|
|
Laetus
Rising Soul
PL: 6,084; Hidden Potential (x4); Items: One-Use Space-Pod, Short Sword; Zeni: 1,528
Tag: @laetus
Posts: 76
|
Post by Laetus on Jan 4, 2016 1:41:13 GMT
PL: 3,500
Leatus took note of the floating man, as did some of the spectators and commuters. Some simply went on as they were, but most quickened their pace. Leatus though, continued his 'entertainment' for the remaining crowd.
|
|
Marautis
Rising Soul
PL: 29,738; Water Bulk (x4); Items: One-Use Spacepod, Heavy Weights (1/4 of PL), House (LV 1); Zeni: 1,475
Tag: @marautis
Posts: 102
|
Post by Marautis on Jan 4, 2016 1:57:00 GMT
Thread PL: 11,302
Marautis stopped moving through the crowd as he once was. The younger human had come under threat from incoming rocks from insipid on lookers, and another darker figure had landed in the square, looking extremely ominous while doing so. Marautis felt a tension thicken in the air as the square slowly cleared of on lookers. Worried passerby's would hurry their pace and find refuge either inside one of the many shops and retailers lining the square; others completely evacuating the place altogether making their was down side-streets and such of the type. Marautis remained however, intrigued as to this new figure emerging and who he was, and to the crude disturbance the boy upon the statue made. This was quickly turning into a hostile scenario it appeared.
Marautis was not one to back down in such scenario's and enjoyed the challenges that came with confrontation. He noted the dark figure that had landed had a much higher power level than his own. Still, he had fought stronger warriors prior to this. In fact it would not worry him in even the slightest if he could find himself access to some water perhaps.... maybe that would make things more interesting? He hoped such an opportunity would arise.
Marautis remained on the spot, keeping his attention cautiously on the new figure approaching and and the comical figure upon the statue. He liked where this was going.
|
|
|
|
Post by Deleted on Jan 4, 2016 2:11:12 GMT
Drake stared at the pathetic sight. There was only some fish creature, then someone dancing on a statue or something. He looked at all the spectators, and flashed a smile. At the moment he opened his black slick jacket(not leather), where twenty hidden pockets were. Five blades flew out, looking like they materialized out of nothing. Knives began dancing about the crowd, and he smiled as he watched them clear. He was powerful. And he enjoyed it. In fact, he craved it. He wanted the power, the attention as everyone ran away from him in fear. All his life he had been in the shadows, sneaking around. All his life he had been begging for scraps, desperately making a living. That was never living. He had been weak, pathetic. THIS, was living. Power, strength, this magical feeling. Now he was alive. He gave a small chuckle. All it had taken was his death, for him to finally be alive. He looked at the two, his attention coming back to him. “So, looks like it’s time for seafood.”
|
|
Laetus
Rising Soul
PL: 6,084; Hidden Potential (x4); Items: One-Use Space-Pod, Short Sword; Zeni: 1,528
Tag: @laetus
Posts: 76
|
Post by Laetus on Jan 4, 2016 2:21:49 GMT
Leatus stopped in a Ginyu pose, having long since run out of Mr. Satan poses he knew.  For a moment, he stood there, staring at the violent newcomer. A moment later, this pose was a faded afterimage, the real Leatus having gotten in Drakes face, cutting him off from the fish man. "You interrupted my show!" Leatus wined childishly. "Everyone was having so much fun till you showed up... Well? I'd like to hear the magic words, rude spotlight hog."
|
|
Marautis
Rising Soul
PL: 29,738; Water Bulk (x4); Items: One-Use Spacepod, Heavy Weights (1/4 of PL), House (LV 1); Zeni: 1,475
Tag: @marautis
Posts: 102
|
Post by Marautis on Jan 4, 2016 12:33:30 GMT
Marautis watched the two begin to converse.
"You interrupted my show! Everyone was having so much fun till you showed up... Well? I'd like to hear the magic words, rude spotlight hog."
He moved in closer allowing himself to take in full measure of the man, he didn't pay much attention to the boy who seemed to squeal a lot. Marautis folded his arms and did not await further introduction.
"Marautis, and who do I have the pleasure of meeting?" he would gesture with his hand out at the sinister appearing figure, waiting for a handshake.
The square had practically cleared of spectators, even the small child's riled protesters had made quick haste out of the area. A few watched on in caution as the three warriors would gather, rather ominously. Just what was this eerie figure here for? Marautis didn't like the look in his eye. Somehow he knew this man may prove dangerous, and a steady guard should be kept at all times. He watched him closely.
|
|
|
|
Post by Deleted on Jan 6, 2016 15:02:01 GMT
Drake watched the two, not amused. He felt through the new mechanics in his body, wondering what he could do. He had his heavy weights on so he wouldn’t win this instantly. But this could provide some fun. He kept his weights on, and flew up. “Listen up fish boy, and whatever you are. I want to fight. So you’re going to fight me.” He brought his hands back, Ki forming in them. It was time to test out a new attack he had thought of. Charging [UV3]Bouncing Ballistic Blade Barrage- 4757 and going KP 0/3 Laetus |
|
Laetus
Rising Soul
PL: 6,084; Hidden Potential (x4); Items: One-Use Space-Pod, Short Sword; Zeni: 1,528
Tag: @laetus
Posts: 76
|
Post by Laetus on Jan 8, 2016 21:41:54 GMT
Laetus watched Drake get ready to attack, and jumped back up onto the Mr. Satan statue and held his hand up to his eyes, looking up at the new opponent. "You're not very friendly, are you?" He calls mockingly.
|
|
Laetus
Rising Soul
PL: 6,084; Hidden Potential (x4); Items: One-Use Space-Pod, Short Sword; Zeni: 1,528
Tag: @laetus
Posts: 76
|
Post by Laetus on Jan 8, 2016 22:29:21 GMT
Light slash is a tech. I think. Still new here so I may be wrong about what can do what but I'm swiping at them with a kid charged blade. That's what would deflect them and since they bounce, I would use the sword to knock them back, not my hands
|
|
Marautis
Rising Soul
PL: 29,738; Water Bulk (x4); Items: One-Use Spacepod, Heavy Weights (1/4 of PL), House (LV 1); Zeni: 1,475
Tag: @marautis
Posts: 102
|
Post by Marautis on Jan 8, 2016 22:40:09 GMT
“Listen up fish boy, and whatever you are. I want to fight. So you’re going to fight me.”Marautis withdrew his hand and scoffed at the strange figure. He couldn't sense an energy level and assumed this emergent man was an android. Not much could be seen of his figure due to him being tightly wrapped in dark robes that prevented exposure of his body. He seemed rather primitive in the way he spoke, Marautis found this amusing, he would have some fun with this robot. "So quick to turn to violence? Such a simple minded being, I didn't catch your name either, care to introduce yourself? questioned Marautis, Marautis would have to wait for a reply as the machine man wasted no time in beginning to charge what appeared to be an intricate ki attack at both him and the Boy. Marautis leaped back in reply and landed agilely on his feet. If that's the way things were gonna be then Marautis would be happy to oblige. He sent his arms out swiftly and charged up his Poseidon's Trigger Blast attack before him, allowing the ki form and charge quickly. From almost point blank range in front of Heln, Marautis would quickly launch his attack to connect with the opposing blast. Whilst doing so he would establish a quick telepathic link with the young boy in the vicinity, allowing the two to communicate privately between themselves. "This android seems dangerous, we should work together to ensure we can finish this. If you want to help, then you need to find me the nearest source of water, I'm going to need a lot of it."
[MP3 Poseidons Trigger Launched at 100%]
[Attack Power = 11,302]
[0\3 KP Remaining]
Laetus
|
|
|
|
Post by Deleted on Jan 10, 2016 13:56:40 GMT
Drake let delicate light weave itself into the pattern of the tech he was preparing. Once he fired it, it would be hard to dodge. ”You're not very friendly, are you?" the boy said jumping on the statue. Drake was very tempted to simply fire it at him, but had a suspicion. He found it hard to believe someone could be so moronic. There must be a reason he was trying to taunt him.
”So quick to turn to violence? Such a simple minded being, I didn't catch your name either, care to introduce yourself?” Drake smirked, as he let out his response while carefully watching for any attack.
”Drake Heln,” he told him, not caring whether or not the foe knew his name. The fish then leaped backward, obviously ready to fight. Suddenly, Drake knew not falling for the taunt had been a good idea as a new technique came for him. He shot out his storm of blades. They collided with the blast, however each perished and the technique still came. Drake jumped backwards as he was hit, going with the flow to reduce damage done to him.
[UV3]Ballistic Beam Blade Barrage- used at 9514 pl after being charged a turn. Collided with an MP3 of 11302. The MP3 is left with 1788 PL which does barely anything.
Drake landed gracefully ready to enter back into the battle. He looked between the two, seeing that the fish was much more dangerous. He dashed towards him ready to go onto the offensive.
|
|
drannec
Newcomer
PL: 3,000
Hidden Potential(x4)
Zeni: 2,607
Tag: @drannec
Posts: 15
|
Post by drannec on Jan 10, 2016 19:55:33 GMT
(Think I'm going to hop in here out of boredom. Hope you don't mind one more?)
After the events of his arrival, the half demon decided that at the least he shouldn't give up on life as a whole. However without any major goals or even much drive to find such a goal, he's taken to wandering the expanse of this world. Putting one foot in front of the other has led him to this city. Drannec had sensed the much stronger being descend from above where he could feel two other warriors collecting, and curiosity prompted him to travel over there as well. At the least he'd get a good show from this.
The red skinned demon worked his way against the flow of humans and other insignificant beings, standing a little taller than average. A fact made more obvious by his wide rimmed black hat placed on his head. Open in the front to reveal his wonderfully toned torso, his leather trench coat rustled gently as he worked his way through the crowd. On his back, a thin tail topped with a dangerous looking mace-head split the folds of the coat and trailed behind him. A pair of equally dark pants completed his look, making him seem like some kind of sci-fi roguelike character, full of charm and wiles.
Eventually the crowd thinned, revealing a large clearing where a central piece was a large statue to some figure of human's past. Standing at one of the many entrances to this town square, Drannec saw the beginnings of a battle taking place. The presence of mere mortals possessing more power than him made his lip curl slightly, but that was quickly forgotten. After all, he was the flawed creation and many of his brothers and sisters back in the world of demons had power enough to make these people cower and run. In the end it seems that only the environment has changed in his world. He will always be the underdog, but he refuses to be worthless. Perhaps one day he can learn how to become powerful like those around him...
Folding his arms in front of his chest, the half demon leaned his back against a streetlight, a silent confirmation that he wasn't interested in rushing into the fray that was going on. The hat on his head was tilted forward somewhat and he continued to watch the events unfold from just under the rim of his hat.
|
|
