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Post by Deleted on Feb 27, 2016 14:14:12 GMT
Thread Power Level: 162,539 x11 Qlipoth 1,787,929
The red surface of Vegeta spun slowly through the void below, the throneworld of the SSE. It was a home, normally, to many powerful warriors. However, with Zuccetta currently fighting Bing, and many other powerful fighters involved on either Kanassa or Namek, it seemed as though a singular opportunity had arisen. The tree knew he was not the mightiest fighter in the Universe, far from it. He was, however, exceptionally powerful. Strong enough to do damage on a horrific level. It was for this reason that he sat here now, floating in the void of space, just above the planet that the Saiyans called home. He had thought of this as Bing was leaving, occupied with Zuccetta. She would be busy fighting him on Kanassa, and so he had left shortly thereafter. It was the one chance to side-step the Saiyan Queen he might ever get, and he was not about to waste it. She likely had other troops there as well, and there was supposedly some kind of fight on Namek not long before. From the sounds of it, the SSE was occupied right now, making this a singular chance. If their full forces were arrayed, he would be killed. It wasn't cowardice, just simple fact. He was not nearly strong enough to fight the multiple Super Saiyans of the Empire by himself. So, instead, he would shatter their empire as they had shattered the Arcosian one. He was hesitant, yes. This was an act that might have him remembered as a monster. Earth might not mind, after the tragedies that occurred during the invasion. Zuccetta was a monster, though, and she had already drained Arcose of all it's life, just for power. Perhaps the other Saiyans were not quite as bad, true. He even agreed with some of their ideals, strength and so on. But the effect they had on the Galaxy... no. He at least had to try. To make an attempt to cut out the cancer that was festering here. "What I do, I do without choice. In the name of peace... and sanity." He was not about to just murder them senselessly, though. Many would likely die, but he could not help but give some form of mediation. "People of Planet Vegeta. The minimum safe distance for planetary annihilation can be reached in a couple of minutes. Thus, you have 10 to reach a spaceship. Warriors, face your end with honor, or come and attempt to stop me. Attempting to let civilians die to save your own hide in the face of the inevitable will be dealt with accordingly. The countdown begins now." Mentally letting the seconds begin to decrease, he marked 15 minutes remaining. Bringing his hands back, the tree began to charge energy, gathering the chaotic power that resided in his wooden form to bear. Below, he could see something moving away from the planet at breakneck speed. Glancing at the power level, he noted it to be in the hundreds, perhaps a low thousand total with all the people inside. Someone had listened to his admonishment, at least. Focusing his thoughts, he sent one more message. "Radasha, please leave. I will not cease for one person, not after the death the Queen has caused, but I implore you to be wise and leave this planet. There is nothing you can do at the moment." She had said she was heading home, and he was able to pinpoint her during the message, one of the mass below. Many would be escaping anyway, and he did not wish to kill Kaula's mother if he did not have to. There was Damage Control, and there was idiotic posturing. The goal was not genocide, but de-centralization. If it had worked on the Arcosians, then turn-about was fair play. Looking back down, he focused. Perhaps someone would come and stop him, but they would need to be capable of surviving in space. The Atmosphere ended below him, faintly visible to his violet eyes. It was oddly beautiful, this blood red world. In any other circumstance, he would have been horrified at his decision to destroy it. Now, however, he only felt resigned. Bing had spared Zuccetta at the Capitol, and now another planet was dying because of her lust for power. This could not be allowed to continue. It was possible that someone else of appropriate power level would be capable of coming after him, but he didn't feel any overwhelming power levels from up here. It was hard to tell with the seething mass of the entire planet. It would be obvious soon enough. His mental countdown ticked on. 893... 892... 891...
Walker's Current PL: 1,787,829
Atmos Technique Activated/Four Witches Activated/Giant Form Activated
KP 3/3
Using Technique: [UT3] Ki Gathering
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Post by Kaula on Feb 28, 2016 2:38:48 GMT
NEW CHALLENGER APPROACHES
Power Level: 262,300
Mastered Super Saiyan (x14): 3,672,200 Kaula gritted her teeth as she paced slowly back and forth in her totally rad ship with an upgraded stealth drive, her arms crossed behind her back as she waited patiently. It was taking too long. That, and she was a little bit upset she had left Letu behind on Earth. Kaula didn't expect this to take too long. She had heard some distress signals the moment it was happening. Though, while the recorded power level was a bit too low to be anything serious.. Apparently all of the Saiyan Solar Empire's heavy hitters were out of the way right now fighting other fights. Sure, her mother was on this planet. But she didn't expect her to necessarily be strong enough to take something on like this. Kaula cleared her throat, her boots clanking against the metal tiles of the ship as she neared her desk. There, she had a neatly folded up cloth - no. Not just any cloth. A cape, from her time as a Saiyan commander. One that was akin to the former Saiyan Queen Vennel's fashion she wore when she was on the throne. The Saiyaness sighed as she secured it on over her normal battle dress armor. She took a second to adjust it, then pulling down her goggles from her hair and adjust them over her eyes, the scouter lenses within turning on before her right hand firmly gripped the hilt of her new blade, pulling it from her sheath. It was, as her ship was approaching the planet, that she made note of the enemy's power level.. In space. Really? Whoever this is - they are so much of a coward that they can't even face the people on equal footing. Kaula thought, she grimaced lightly. She doubted any of the normal fighters of this place could fight in the cold of space. Kaula had a.. She had a technique but it wasn't really tested. What a better way to test it in the heat of battle? The hybrid paused and glanced down at Vegeta for a moment. Was her mom there? Did she make it back okay? Was she going to run? She didn't know - hell she didn't know if her mother was able to get a spaceship in time. "I am doing this for her." Kaula told herself with a huff. The Saiyan Solar Empire probably didn't need or want her after what happened on Earth - but she'd be damned if she'd let the genocide of her species happen, especially if her mother was part of said species! Kaula soon powered up, her hair and tail colors changing to a pale gold, her eyes changing to a bright teal color. Her golden aura picked up around her, and for a few moments.. It seemed there were a few sparks of electricity, though they quickly fizzled out. She crouched down lightly before suddenly shooting forward, slashing through the hull of the ship, as she rocketed towards the enemy in space. How might one do this? Through the power of a technique Kaula hasn't even named yet, that she had discovered completely by accident. She doesn't quite know -how- it works, but when she's in her super'd state she's able to.. Well.. Not breathe in space, yet still live, and her aura seems to protect her from both the immense heat and cold of the vacuum waste! Fascinating! If only there was a certain Saiyan Solar Scientist who was still alive so they could figure out how it worked. Still, the Super Saiyaness rocketed towards her target - she didn't care who it was now, this was unacceptable! She brought her sword up, the metal seeming to shift in size, changing from the shape of a simple sword to more of a broad sword in size! The short Saiyaness brought it down the moment she was close enough to the charging enemy, though it looked like she was leaving herself open for an attack right after the slash. WRONG! Kaula's left hand popped out from under her right arm, outstretched with her palm facing the opponent. It took a mere second for the ki charge - like there was a sudden blink before Kaula attempted to unleash a powerful point-blast.. Well, blast of delicious green ki! Not only was the attack powerful, but on top of that her blast was coated in shimmers of electricity, likely to stun the target for a hefty amount! Kaula has entered the battle!
Using Atmos to join in the battle! Preformed a quick high slash before moving into use [V2] Shocking Grosso Bam! for 1,211,826 PL damage! No intent to kill yet. Stunning for a full 3,672,200 PL - well within 80% of 1,787,929 PL so it interrupts the charge as well. |
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Post by Radasha on Feb 28, 2016 5:05:17 GMT
[Thread pl: 73,958]
Radasha could sense the power before the tree's words reached her. She had been just sitting at her table, eating. Quickly, she stood and ran to a table near to the door of her home, grabbing her scouter. Stopping, she noticed another device on the table. A remote. Picking up and pocketing, she dialed a freqeuncy on her scouter as she headed out. A voice spoke on the other side. "Radasha, You know this being?" Acadovah questioned, his usual formal tone with her lost. Considering the situation, she didn't comment on it. "Yes. Met him on Earth before I left. Did not expect this..." she said, takig off into the air, heading to a point below where she sensed the power.
"Acadovah, assist with evacuation procedures. If you cannot get on a shuttle, board the ship back home. Thank you for getting that by the way." she said, stopping and glaring up into the sky. "I'll probably be calling it over to my location eventually. Make sure to get Banna. She'll most likely be trying to as much of her tech and data as she can." She heard a grumble on the other end. "Little lizard treats that tech better than herself. Yeah I'll make sure she's safe"
Sighing, Radasha shouted up at the sky, unsure if her voice could actually reach him, but thought if he could speak from that distance, he could possibly hear. "You won't cease for one person?! How about for the hundreds of beings on this planet who may not get off planet in time! Beings that are part of this civilization unwillingly! Taken from their worlds and forced into servitude! Not everyone will make it offworld! Most of them innocent of the actions of the SSE! INNOCENT!" she roared, flaring her ki. "ARE YOU GOING TO BECOME A MASS MURDERER JUST TO LAND A BLOW ON THE SSE!? Are you going to end the lives of people who have and want nothing to do with what the SSE's army does!?"
She wasn't sure she was heard. She wasn't even sure what she'd do. She was about one of, if not THE, strongest Saiyans on Vegeta right now at this time. And she couldn't even reach him much less take him on really. Was she about to witness the death of her world? Her home?
Maybe not.....Suddenly she felt a much stronger power. One she knew as well. She let out a laugh. Kaula! Acadovah's voice spoke up in her ear. "Who is that I'm picking up Radasha?" he asked. She smirked as she answered; "That's my girl."
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Post by Brassica on Feb 28, 2016 15:24:52 GMT
PL: 36,611
Light Weights: ON
Weighted PL: 27,458.25
The Saiyan formerly known as a Goddess by her people let out a contented breath as she surveyed the area that the Simians had managed to claim for themselves. A small fortress town had been erected in a relatively short amount of time, and whilst the surrounding area wasn't to their preferred liking, formerly being jungle dwellers now on a desert world, it sufficed for the time being. Her ship, the Ark, was at its center, providing an old sense of the familiar to the miniature Oozaru-esque species. Whilst the wall that surrounded their settlement wouldn't serve to offer any real defense against any aggressors such as the Saiyans, it did help to keep out the rolling mists and fogs of this desolate region that had once been home to the race known as the Tuffles.
Brassica looked out at her people, now starting to properly make a life for themselves here on Vegeta after fleeing their homeworld as it fell to volcanic eruptions on a cataclysmic global scale and felt pride in them. The Saiyans who were her own species, they did not make her feel the same. Although that could only be natural since she was raised by the Simians. Just as she was about to descend to inspect some of the work on the nursery, a terrible headache came over her, one that seemed to be afflicting the Simians as well below. Before she could consider that it was some form of infection stirred up from their removal and reconstruction of the Tuffle Ruins for their purposes, the answer came, in a voice in her head.
The short haired Saiyan female sharply tilted her head to the skies, using her Ki Sight to peer into the distance of the stars in combination with her Ki Sense to determine who or what was making this new threat to her people. The sight of the... thing in the skies above made her grimace. It was like some kind of damned mockery to the Simians. They had fled a jungle world as it began to burn in world spanning volcanic eruptions and earthquakes to this desert world... only to now be threatened with destruction, by some kind of tree-like creature hovering in the stars above Vegeta. "If there are gods, they have a bloody twisted sense of humour." Brassica cursed under her breath before she regarded the Simians below who were starting to panic and despair.
She swiftly got their attention with a thunderous roar. "Everyone! Get to the Ark, now! In case this thing manages to achieve what it desires, you must be ready to depart!" she commanded, before turning her focus to the full moon that hung in the sky. Almost immediately her body began to grow and shift, her proportions swelling as she unleashed the power of the Saiyan race that came with the full moon. Brassica became an Oozaru glaring up at the skies above towards the power that hung there in the sky. Compared to her own, it was massive... but she would be damned if she wouldn't try to buy the Simians the time they needed to get off this world. Ten minutes was not enough time to evacuate the Simians alone, never mind the rest of Vegeta.
Brassica began to rise up into the air, as close as she could without forcing herself to lose consciousness from lack of oxygen. Once her massive form was as close as she was going to get, she began to charge up twin spheres of white ki in her hands, even as she saw another form appear that began to strike at the tree-like monster. At least she wouldn't be trying to take this thing on on her own. She opened her mouth wide to roar towards the wooden beast. She didn't know if it would hear her from here, but the Saiyan goddess had to at the least try, if only to stall for time. "My people, the Simians, fled one world doomed for destruction once already in their lifetimes, I will not allow you to destroy this one that they are only now calling home! Whatever your grudge with the Saiyans, the Simians do not deserve the fate you bring!" declared Brassica, only hoping that it wouldn't just be herself and whoever that woman was against this thing.
If only Habana and the rest hadn't left Vegeta for... wherever the hell they'd gone to.
Turned Oozaru due to the Full Moon!
PL: 274,582.5
Charging: [UP2] Lunar Lance: Brassica charges up two white Ki spheres in her hands before unleashing them both at her enemy(s) as a beam of energy. If used to attack a secondary target it only deals half the damage (33% PL rather than the 66% PL a UP2 normally does).
132% PL Next Turn
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Post by Toma on Feb 29, 2016 2:45:15 GMT
TOMA THE SUPER SAIYANThe sounds of light breathing and the humming on an engine filled the air inside Toma’s Space Pod as he flew through space. The Space Pod was surrounded by a blue flare, zooming through space quite fast. They had left Earth only a day ago, and now they were already here at Vegeta. Luckily, Space Pods came with a hibernation feature. A sleeping gas that filled the pod during long trips such as these. Though as the pod drew closer to Vegeta though, the gas dissipated. Toma began to slowly wake as the pod filtered the gas away, a process which took about an hour. By the time he entered Vegeta’s airspace though, he was wide awake.
It was odd, really. Looking at the red planet through the glass window in front of him, Toma felt almost a sense of homeliness. Instinctively, he knew he had been born on the planet. He naturally belonged there. However, he had decided long ago that Earth was to be his new home. He couldn’t just abandon his wife and kids, even if he wanted to stay on Vegeta for a little while. A few days at most is the time he had allotted himself for this trip. After that, it was time to go back home.
Soon enough though, he saw a golden light shoot off into space. Then, he felt her power spike. Thinking back, he realized he recognized the energy. Kaula, his long lost half-sister whom he’d met only a few weeks ago. Expanding his senses, he could sense Walker, the tree creature he’d also met around the same time. They appeared to be fighting. And Walker was charging something. Something big. That’s when Toma realized it. He couldn’t be planning to blow up the planet, could he?!
Toma’s eyes shot open once more, as he had closed them to think. He could also feel another strong energy on the ground. Though this was more primal than a Super Saiyan. An Oozaru, maybe? The Full Moon was out, after all. He could also feel the energy of his mother, Radasha, on the planet as well. As well as countless other Saiyans. And even more other races which he couldn’t identify. Billions of innocent lives rested on Vegeta. And Walker was planning on ending them?
Toma couldn’t allow that to happen. He raised his hand, pressing a few buttons on the control module of his pod. The pod slowed to a stop, firing boosters in all directions, hovering in space just above the planet. Toma’s hair spiked up, his eyes turning teal and his hair turning golden, as he stepped out of the pod, whos hatch had opened. He reached over, pressing a button on the inside of the space pod, and it reverted back to its capsule form. He slid it into his pocket on the inside of his Gi so it wouldn’t get lost, and then his Aura flared up. He only hoped Maeve, who was close behind him, would go to the planet instead to help evacuate. He was going to stay behind and stop Walker.
“WAAALKEERRRR!” Toma shouted, his Aura flaring. He wasn’t as strong as his sister, this much was true, but he was nothing to scoff at either. He was most certainly a threat. He dashed towards Walker, getting between Walker and the planet as Kaula launched her stun attack. If Walker tried to throw it, Toma would try to stop it just in case.
“Walker, what do you think you’re doing?!” Toma asked. “Do you really think blowing up Vegeta will stop the SSE? All it will do is piss them off, and you’ll end billions of innocent lives in the process!”
| Toma has joined the battle!
Currently using [UT] Atmos
Power Level: 110,423 x 12 = 1,325,076!
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Post by Deleted on Feb 29, 2016 15:19:33 GMT
He felt the power level approaching, and was prepared to launch an attack at what he presumed to be an SSE interloper. Narrowing his eyes at the golden hair, he almost didn't believe it when his Ki sense registered the approaching Saiyan. It was... Kaula? What the hell? She had been on Earth when he left, how had she gotten here so fast? " Wha- Kaula? What are you doing he-oh." Bringing his arms down, he nearly said something to her. Then, he realized that the Saiyaness wasn't about to stop her attack. Oh, this was going to be less than fun. Wincing, Walker brought up his arms, trying to guard against the sword slash. However, unfortunately for the tree, that wasn't what his friend was going for. With a mighty blast, the Ki attack slammed into his chest, blowing him backwards and totally dispelling the energy he had stored up. Mentally screaming in pain, he felt himself cracking a little as he was knocked backwards, flying through the void like a comet before he shakily managed to stop himself. Clutching at his chest, he managed to activate his telepathy. "W-why? Why are you defending them? They've murdered entire PLANETS, Kaula!" The despair in his voice was intense, as the tree had a sudden mental image of the vast, silent void of Arcose, viewed through the Pendulum Room. It had been the corpse of an entire world, silent and still as the vast Tree of Might grew from it's capital, nothing but dust and rubble remaining of the seat of an empire. His Ki had vanished, the charge dispersed by the hammer-blow he had just received. "This can't keep happening! Even now, Bing is probably dying on Kanassa, while the Queen of this blood-thirsty race drinks another planet dry!" Trembling with shock and barely suppressed rage, His body shivered, reducing in size to his normal height as he tried to get a handle on himself. "I could end it, right now! One blast, and the Saiyan Warmachine is crippled! One planet for who knows how many others if I don't take this chance." He was still having trouble processing it. Why was she doing this? Down below, he could feel a faint energy charging. Locking on to the signature, he sent a dismissive mental message. "Whoever you are, cease your foolishness. That's not going to do anything substantial to me, and you should know it. If you feel like coming up and joining the melee, feel free, but attempting to take potshots at space from the planet is just ridiculous." It should be noted that, despite eating scientists for breakfast on day one of his life, Walker did not have a perfect understanding of some things. Things like how people could survive in space, for example. As such, he had no idea how flippant this sounded, nor that this Oozaru likely couldn't make it to space on their own. Mere seconds later, another energy signature joined his senses, one he recognized after a moment as Toma, the Super Saiyan from the Z Fighters. He was notably weaker than the tree, but he was still quite strong, as all Super Saiyans tended to be. His words rang out, echoing across the void, and the tree slapped a hand across his face. "Wait, really? That is your reasoning. By the Kami..." He gestured at the planet angrily. "One, the term "Billions of Innocents" is suspicious, given this planet. Two, are you forgetting the damn Dragon Balls that were just recently used to FIX A PLANET?" Shaking his head, he whipped a hand at Vegeta again. "Kill planet. Get balls. Wish the planet and everyone innocent on it back. SSE loses a huge portion of it's fighters, we may be able to stop Zuccetta in the meantime as the Arcosian Civil War repeats itself with the Saiyans, and ENTIRE PLANETS STOP GETTING EATEN by her. I'm failing to see the problem." Crossing his arms, he glared at the pair, huffing slightly. This was frustrating, they were all risking serious issues by floating out here, especially with a planet of panicking warmongers below. It was like they all thought death was the absolute and final end or something. Ridiculous. As far as he could tell, the afterlife basically had a revolving door and a semi-apathetic guard with a stick.
KP 3/3 Walker takes the hit, dropping the charge Walker sends Brassica a message Walker complains about people objecting to his temporary genocidal plan.
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Post by Kaula on Mar 1, 2016 2:30:44 GMT
Kaula's head turned lightly to see Toma had arrived on the battlefield. She, however, elected to ignore him for a moment as she focused on the walking, talking, tree that was her friend. The Saiyaness moved to position herself between both Walker and the advancing giant space monkey that was advancing as she pointed her sword up towards the bio android. "End it? How stupid are you. I thought you were a student of Scargot. A protector of Avalon. And is this what you were going to use MINE AND REIKIKO'S training for!? To destroy a planet??" Kaula stated coldly as she stared at him, "You assume destroying Vegeta will do anything? Do you have any idea how many planets the Saiyans control? How many saiyans are on those planets?" she asked as she glared at him.
"Besides, as strong as Bing is.. I doubt he will defeat the Queen. There's also other stronger Saiyans who, if they were on Vegeta now, would probably be up here. Killing you. Like Mayze. The former Queen Vennel. And if you don't stop, you bet your ass my name will be there as well. I might not currently be with the Saiyan Solar Empire, but I will not allow you to destroy the planet I was born on - and where my family lives."
Her free hand, the left one, came up, brushing the hair away from the lenses of her goggles as she continued to stare at him, "And yes, Toma is right about the Billions of Innocents. Imagine if you did this. Even if they didn't know it was you, I bet the queen would take this as an excuse to attack Earth, again. And with how all the politics are going on there, how many of the Saiyans back on Earth do you think would side with the Saiyan Solar Empire now? They did nothing and they are being attacked for what the Queen did."
The Saiyaness explained, "The Dragon Balls aren't something you fools should rely on to fix your mistake. What are you going to do when they are gone? Huh? What are you going to do if you destroyed this planet and then suddenly they stopped working!?" Kaula asked, starting to shout out. "Do you think this is what Reikiko would want? Do you think that stooping to other people's levels is what Avalon was about? Do you think Scargot would want you blowing up a damn planet!?" As she spoke, a few more sparks of electricity surrounded Kaula. She bared her fangs, growling out slightly as she glared from beneath her goggles. "Now.. You can do one of two things. Get in your weird ship.. And Leave.. Before I kick your ass.. Or you can just try to fight me. Just try, see what happens when I suplex you into a star." Kaula said with a growl. Big threat from a little girl - with quite a large power level to back it up.
"I suggest you choose soon, I doubt the inhabitants will rather enjoy your presence here for much longer."
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Post by Radasha on Mar 1, 2016 3:52:42 GMT
Radasha peered up into the sky. She was unsure what exactly was going on. She felt Kaula's ki flare for a moment and Walker's die down a bit. She assumed her daughter had knocked him out of whatever attack he was charging up. Which was good. Realizing something, she messed around with her scouter, dialing in Kaula's frequency. Maybe she had her scouter with her. A lot of them nowadays had a vibration feature...just in case someone wanted to be quiet and didn't want the noise of someone hailing them over the device. So if she couldn't hear the sound as high as she was, maybe she could feel the vibration if her scouter had said feature.
"Kaula this is your mother, respond. What's going on up there? I repeat, this is your mother, respond." she stated into her scouter's mic, repeating the message a few times. She'd eventually stop if she got no response but for now she'd try getting some answers. Vaguely she could feel a ki signature out near the ruins of the Tuffle Capital. It rose from around 30k to over 200k. An Oozaru most likely. It seemed like there was one other Saiyan other than her on the planet stronger than the average population. Not that it amounted to much, compared to the super powers above them. The attack was wasted either way. Kaula alone could've handled the situation. And it seemed Toma was with her. His power seemed to have skyrocketed to Super Saiyan levels. A slight smile spread over her lips. Yes, the crisis was already over. There was no way Walker could stand up to both of her kids, much less Kaula. She let out a chuckle, switching frequencies to Acadovah's. "Try and get them to call off the Evac, the situation is being handled. Tell them the two more recent arrivals up there are defending the planet." she ordered, to which Acadovah acknowledged. She then switched back to trying to hail Kaula again.
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Post by Maeve Rakshasa on Mar 1, 2016 5:47:05 GMT
Meanwhile, within the sea of stars a rickety old pod screeched by. Within it, was the sleeping form of Maeve Rakshasa, the demon from Earth. It had been a long journey and she was not experienced in space travel (or spending long times in a tiny cramped places.) So the best thing she figured she could do was sleep (after plenty of stargazing of course.) She even managed to ignore the rumbling and stuttering of the practically ancient pod, towards the end of her journey it was just white noise. That was until she got closer to the planet. With a jolt she'd awake. The entire pod began to blare with alarms and static filled radio chatter. Her golden eyes scanned the various holo screens that began to flash around her. Images of panicking saiyans, the massive tree-like monster that orbited the planet, the warriors gathered to stop it, and the bold 'critical error' that seemed to blare louder and louder drowning out all other feeds. Wait...Critical error? It was in that moment that the 'benign' clattering of the old pod became much more ominous and threatening. Maeve tried to stand up but only managed to hit her head forcing her back down with a yelp. She growled as the on board virtual intelligence began to speak to her trying to explain the situation. "Please remain calm, the structural integrity of the ship has been compromised." Maeve looked around, heart racing and her eyes wide. What was she going to do? What was happening? Before she could ask the center console began to emit a light that traced over her form, scanning her. "Your body is being scanned. Emergency nano machines are being configured to fit your body please remain calm." The voice said with a slight crackle and pop. After the system finished with it's scan a silvery dust began to vent into the machine causing Maeve to cry out in alarm, before she could react it had completely coated her form,' The gathered heroes and protectors of Vegeta would see the smoking, sparking pod come hurtling towards them in the midst of their conflict. The voice of the Virtual Intelligence took on a deep slowed tone as it uttered one dreadful word. "EJECTING!"A familiar power would be able to be sensed by Kaula, Radasha, Toma and likely Walker as a figure was flung from the pod just as it exploded sending shrapnel raining down on the planet below, only to turn to ash from the atmosphere. In it's place, hovering in the zero gravity, was Maeve. she was clad head to toe in an armored body suit that had been designed not only to let her survive despite the lack of oxygen but to protect her from the harsh environment. If it hadn't been for her massive greatsword and her ki signature she'd be completely unrecognizable in such high tech armor.  "Wh-What the hell is going on?!" Maeve called out, her voice being filtered like a radio through her helmet. She looked around, focusing first on her rival: Kaula, and then on the faintly familiar Walker, before finally resting on her travelling companion. "Toma... You!" She snarled, her demonic growl causing the radio to distort lightly. "That ship you left me with nearly killed me! When I asked to come along I wanted to make it here alive!" She snapped, positively fuming at the apparent negligence of her companion. "More importantly... What exactly is going on here? Are those radio feeds correct?" She asked, settling her gaze on the plant creation. "Do you, one of the Zetto Senshi, really intend to destroy this world? If so, as the second only to Bing himself, I order you to stop." She merely said, pointing the massive blade towards him. "I won't tolerate needless death. That isn't why we fight!" She snapped, her blade sparking with a scarlet flame made of her spirit. The magical flames burned bright even in the dark vacuum of space. She closed her eyes, shutting herself off and focused on balancing her body, mind, and spirit. The elements surged around her as she let her full power out from the start.
"Stand down. now."Her furious tone died down and was replaced with a chilling seriousness. Her once aggressive stance turned relaxed but controlled as she tightened the grip on Fateburn. She wasn't going to hold back like she did when fighting Habana, that lead to her downfall and she couldn't afford to lose. Not when the stakes were as high as they appeared.
Maeve has appeared!
Elemental Mastery (x8) Activated!
Current PL: 1,044,416
[SU3] Purgatory Flame III has been activated! A level 3 tech is charging! 100%-200% [KP] 0/3 |
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Post by Brassica on Mar 1, 2016 11:07:47 GMT
The massive Oozaru snarled as the message entered her mind, the invasion of her private space really not endearing her to whatever that thing in orbit was. <If I could come up there and breathe in space to smack you around, I would! I will not allow you to wipe out the Simians just because you have a grudge against the Saiyans!> she thought back to him, no idea if he would hear her thoughts or not since clearly her voice didn't reach him from here. She could sense, and just about see other forces gathering in orbit who were all apparently opposing this wooden construct.
With that many forces stacked against this monster, there should be no way that he could achieve his goal of destroying Vegeta... there should be no way to achieve it. All the same, Brassica wasn't one to hedge all her bets on a single outcome. All it would take was one stray shot, one errant blast to reach the surface... and so she continued to charge her power into her hands, preparing for that eventuality. If an attack got deflected or redirected to the surface from any of those powerhouses in orbit, she would be ready to fire at it in an attempt to try and remove at least a chunk of the destructive power.
She may not be able to take on any of those in orbit head on, but she would be damned if she was just going to sit on the sidelines and watch helplessly. Volcanic eruptions on a global scale was one thing, but actual entities? Those she could do something about.
Continued to charge [UP2] Lunar Lance!
198% PL Next Turn!
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Post by Toma on Mar 2, 2016 2:22:54 GMT
TOMA THE SUPER SAIYANToma continued to float between Walker and Vegeta, still staring at the planet man. Walker spoke about how stupid he thought Toma was being, and about how he planned on killing Zuccetta, and then reviving Vegeta and it’s inhabitants. The poor naive fool didn’t understand the implications of what his actions may have wrought. Toma was thankful that Kaula and himself were here to help stop him, as well as Maeve, too. There was no way Walker could hope to get past Kaula, let alone Toma and Maeve backing her up.
Toma of course looked over at Maeve as her pod exploded. She seemed to be upset at Toma for giving her a faulty pod, though Toma would have to remind her later that it was Bing’s pod, not his. Though right now was not the time for such an argument. His golden aura continued to surround him as Toma floated towards Walker. He’d bring his hand up, and place it gently on Walkers left shoulder.
“Walker, they’re right.” Toma would begin, looking the bio-android in the eyes. “I get what you’re trying to say. Really, I do. I don’t like what the Saiyans have done either. But this is not the way to solve it. Genocide does nothing more than cause more pain and breed more conflict.” He said, thinking back to his time on Sylor. His happy life. With his mom and his dad… and how he had killed them. Toma had accepted that fact long ago, but he could still feel the pain of that day. How devastating it had been. How angry and rage filled he had been. How he wanted to make whomever had done it to pay.
Now he wanted to fix that. To search for the Dragonballs to revive his home. “Let’s say if you did blow up Vegeta here. So what? Kaula is right. The Saiyans control more than just one world. If Vegeta is destroyed, the Saiyans will just attack Earth again. Especially if Bing falls.” He said, his tone becoming more serious. “Go home. Go back to Earth. Be ready to defend it. We need to find the Dragon Balls once more in case Bing falls in order to bring him back.” He said. It was both an idea, and a warning. “I sincerely hope you take our advice and just go. I don’t want to have to fight you, Walker. You’re a good man. You have the right intentions. You’re just going about it the wrong way. So for now, just retreat. Go home, and we can solve this issue together without making a mistake you’ll regret.”
He said, before he’d remove his hand, and let out a sigh, closing his eyes for a moment. “Personally, I think Zuccetta and Habana are the problem. Most Saiyans are just following the orders from the Queen. They don’t care who or what they destroy so long as they get a fight. I guarantee you most of them don’t give a rats ass about Earth. If we can oust Zuccetta from power, we can stop this war.”
Shortly after addressing Walker, Toma would turn his head, looking to Maeve. She was trying to be threatening. It made sense, given the situation, but Toma felt that a different approach would be best for the moment. “Lower your sword, Maeve.” Toma would say. “I don’t think we have to worry about Walker fighting us.” He’d continue. “He’s one of the Zetto Senshi. An ally and a team mate. We shouldn’t point our blades against him unless it’s a last resort.” He’d say, and then he’d look over her armor. “Also, are you all right? I do apologize for the pod. It was Bing’s.”
| Toma talks with Walker, urging him to retreat.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 2, 2016 2:30:52 GMT
Looking at Kaula, Walker's hands slowly fell, a look of disbelief on his face. This was really happening. Her words, the mention of Scargot and Rei, bringing back the memories of fallen Avalon... The fists clenched as he trembled, teeth grinding. How dare she stand over the throneworld of these people, invoking his other vanished friends... She admitted herself she was here because of her family. As much as it gnawed at him, though, it was possible she did have a point. The situation was tense, and if the queen did not fall...
Below him, he could feel the slowly building energy of some attack or another. It was minimal, not even close to his power, but it didn't seem like the user was listening. Was nobody on this planet capable of fighting in space? That was ridiculous, it was the SSE. Apparently, they just felt like letting the Earthlings fight among themselves. This whole situation was grating on him. Still, feelings aside, it was rapidly becoming clear that he was in no position to do anything. He was not about to try and incapacitate Kaula unless his life depended on it, and even then only long enough to escape. Killing her was so far out of the question it would take less time to return to earth than to reach that conclusion.
From the corner of his eye, he noted a strange mechanical suit of some kind approaching, Maeve's energy echoing from within. She began saying something about "Second in command", but the tree wasn't really listening anymore. His thoughts had drawn within, and his anger was bubbling just below the surface. His long, talon-like fingers making slight cuts in his own flesh as he gripped his hands tight, he closed his eyes for a moment. Giving in to the rage would only provoke foolish mistakes. Look at this logically.
He nearly tore into the Saiyan as he placed his hand on the tree's shoulder. It was an act of supreme control in his cold rage that he did not react to the unwanted gesture of companionship. He could hear Toma speaking to him as though from above a vast lake of water, the words mere echoes, reiterating the words that Kaula had spoken. It was as if despite it being impossible, he could hear the thoughts behind the word. 'He didn't know what he was doing, he was playing the fool, just humor him'. It was humiliating.
However,if he tried to complete his intent, most likely outcomes were... what? Kaula, Z-Fighters, they would hate him. He'd Stopped, possible dead. Inconvenient. Weakening of earth due to their battle, easier target for Zuccetta, especially if Bing fell. Vegeta still existed, almost certainly. In effect, he had no ability to complete his intent, and the possibility of it going badly even if he did win was there. There was only one choice, really. Sighing, his eyes opened. "Fine. I concede." His Ki, still flaring, began to quiet, and within a moment, it was reduced to non-battle levels. Turning, Walker began to propel himself through space, heading for his ship. "I will return to Earth and the Lookout, and prepare to grieve for the next planet Zuccetta consumes because we have not gone, en-masse, and taken her head." The bitterness in his voice was clear, as was the cold resignation.
He couldn't win this fight, and if Bing, Kaula, and Vi-Poi had all been required to defeat her before, then he had not the slightest chance on his own against Zuccetta. His intent had been to take this chance, while Bing was distracting her, and force her to be distracted in the ensuing civil war. It had happened like that on Arcose, hadn't it? This one chance, and it was gone, snatched away. Power really was everything, wasn't it? There were reserves of power he had yet to grasp, he was sure. All he had to do was find them. Perhaps he would have to seek beyond Earth to do so.
[Walker attempts to exit thread]
[Unless Toma objects, this succeeds. Power Level please.]
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Post by Kaula on Mar 2, 2016 3:11:24 GMT
Kaula just stayed there, she lowered her sword to the side as the other two spoke. She took a second to glance to Maeve before she huffed out slowly. It was almost like she wasn't even needed here right now - too many people were trying to ride her cape trails to glory town. Regardless, she wouldn't let people take her credit for doing this totally righteous deed. Her left hand came up as she dusted herself off.
She pointed her blade at Maeve and Toma, "Make sure he goes back to Earth." she said before fully turning, descending back down to the planet. Kaula was, in a word, grumpy. She wasn't too happy about this whole ordeal, but the good thing was is that she could see her home planet again! That, and her family. Though, the Saiyaness couldn't help but feel this was incredibly anti climatic.
(Short end post for me, exit if nothing else happens. Zeni please, I guess.)
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Post by Radasha on Mar 2, 2016 3:35:29 GMT
Radasha let out a sigh of relief as the situation seemed to resolve itself rather quickly. She could feel Kaula making her way down, so she stopped trying to hail her. Instead she switch back to Acadovah's frequency and spoke: "Threat's over." Turning, she made her way back to her home, figuring Kaula would most likely meet her there. She probably had a very annoyed salamander-alien waiting for her as well. Probably wondering why she had to go through all this hassle when she could be fiddling with her machines and such. She also might as well write up some report explaining what happened to the palace. And she still needed to do something about those Saibamen.... Well it was a good thing the world didn't explode, because she had quite a few things to do yet.
(Exit Post, PL please)
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Post by Maeve Rakshasa on Mar 2, 2016 4:52:12 GMT
It was fortuitous that she was wearing a helmet that hid her face. The soft crease of a scowl had graced her once serene face as she listened to both Toma and Walker, her subordinates within the group of fighters lead by Bing. Toma was criticizing her for treating the walking tree as the threat that he was, and Walker was bitterly griping about how he was stopped from becoming the very monster he thought Zucceta to be. Due to these things Maeve kept her sword primed, the demoness was not willing to relent until she was sure things were over. She was furious for some reason, despite the outcome playing out how she hoped it would she could still feel a demonic pulse of rage brewing over...Something. It was when Toma spoke to her that she realized it had been something he said. Something she didn't agree with. Something...Wrong. "No... I'm not okay..." Maeve spoke, answering the man after a noticeable delay. "Forgetting the pod, forgetting the threats, I'm quite offended by your words." She simply said resting her blade at her side. "You speak, blaming Zucceta and Habana for the predisposition of the saiyans. You hoist the bloodlust of their people unto their shoulders. How foolish to paint this as such a black and white scenario." She said with a scoff and an annoyed flick of her tail. "I am by no means condoning the actions of the queen and her people but to blame only her for their wrongs is childlike. To blame the one known as Habana is laughable. She fought with more honor than some of the heroes. Some of our allies." She spoke casting a piercing glare towards Walker, one that could be felt even through her helmet. "I don't expect you to know that though considering you refused to help during the invasion." She spoke, an edge of venom creeping into her tone as she fixated her gaze now on Toma. "So before you go labeling people as monsters based on their race or position alone you'd be best to take a step back and think. Both of you. One of you almost committed an atrocity over it." She looked to Kaula as she began her descent. "...Kaula, if I may impose, is there any chance you could show me where I might be able to rest? I feel I may be stuck here for a while yet..."
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