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Post by Celleri on Mar 21, 2016 19:40:38 GMT
Planet Vegetable. Or Better known as Planet Vegeta. The planet of Sayains. Cell flew threw the air on his way for daily training. He was going be working on Ki and Tail training. Cell unwrapped his tail and waved it through the air. Touching down on the ground he would walk into the training facility, and proceed into the training area. First he was going to train on his Ki so he began to charge up. His radiant Green Aura would surround his body. Enveloping him, molding him. He would Then Begin to charge a FPEW(Full Power Energy Wave) It would spark in his hand. His orange glove, the green Energy wave would be stalled. Cell wanted to see how long he could charge this thing until it got unstable. Maybe he could make a new technique doing so? Or maybe he would blow off his arm....welp....you gonna fail to succeed, and Cell was definitely prepared to do so. Lets just hope he doesn't die......The Energy would morph out of his hand a bit. It would go a bit out of wack until Cell fired it. It was towards a dummy so he probably didn't injury anyone. But even if they got injured, as long as they didn't die they would come back stronger due to Zenkai. Which is one of the best things of being a Sayian. |
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Post by Toma on Mar 21, 2016 20:48:45 GMT
TOMA THE HEROToma had been on Vegeta for a few days now. He had helped deter Walker away from his planetary destruction attempt, and had been spending time with his mother and sister at his would-have-been home if he had been born stronger. Though, today, he wanted to train. The itch to test his new might had been strong, and so he flew to a training area in order to do that.
With the rise of Super Saiyans, the training areas had been improved and revamped to handle Super Saiyan levels of power so that Zuccetta, Habana, and Mayze could train without risk to the areas around them. Toma couldn't help but wonder what might have been, had he remained on Vegeta. He would most likely be a Super Saiyan loyal to Zuccetta. He was disgusted by the thought.
He felt a small energy below him as he looked over the training grounds, and saw a Saiyan training his Ki. It looked like he was trying to contain the extreme (well, extreme for him) levels of power in his hand. To Toma, that would be childs play. Though he couldn't make fun of the man. Everyone had to start somewhere.
Toma, being a natural teacher-type of person, descended to the ground beneath him, landing right behind the man. "You're not going to get much out of that kind of training just by blasting dummies." He'd say, curious as to what the man might do.
The man would most likely notice that Toma was wearing a Gi, rather than Saiyan armor. But he still had a Saiyan tail.
| nt' Word: 265
123,338 PL, Heavy Weights on. |
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Post by Zoraba on Mar 21, 2016 22:00:50 GMT
[5,387 PL + Heavy Weights = Thread PL 1,347]
Zoraba strutted his stuff through the training facilities that sat within the confines of this major Saiyan city. This one not being the previous establishment he had roughed up while meeting the powerful Jala.
With his new weights still holding him down to a power level he wasn't used too he decided visiting one of these places would be an effective method to grow accustomed to their weight. Though mostly he was killing time until he could meet this Commander Habana he had been informed of. Meeting with her had become a long drawn out process as trying to get a minute of her time was extremely difficult.
Alas Zoraba wouldn't let this stop him from engaging with his long lost people, no matter how weak they all seemed. His bare feet scuffed the ground as he sauntered over to a target range lined with various dummies spaced apart at different lengths. He curled his gloved hand into a fist and charged up a piercing javelin of energy and whipped it out impaling one of these humanoid standees through its chest.
He smirked to himself as it toppled over, and that's when he noticed another Saiyan male with tall spiky hair blasting a similar target to smithereens. Zoraba cocked an eyebrow and his hand went straight to his scouter. Measuring the man up with his device while his stunted tail waved in an annoyed fashion.
He clocked in rather low for Zoraba's taste, but it wasn't unexpected anymore. So far few of his prople had impressed him, he had thought he came from a powerful barbaric race. But no longer.
Then a new face appeared, flying in next to the whelp. With a prod from his finger Zoraba would measure this one too, his power level was much higher then anything Zoraba had encountered.
With a dissatisfied grunt he made his way over to the pair, put on a false smile and shouted at them. "My our race is full of warriors my brothers!" The hairy chested man bellowed.
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Post by Celleri on Mar 22, 2016 2:22:20 GMT
He could feel the almost godly amount of Ki from the Sayian behind him. It almost made him pass out. Such power.....he wanted this power. He craved power. It engulfed him. Looking at the man he didn't have traditional battle armor but he did have a tail. And he had dark hair and eyes, so this proved he was Full Blooded. He noted that Cell wouldn't get a good training out of just blasting dummies. "Oh I won't? I suppose blasting a million of these won't do the trick. What do you suggest then?" Just then another Sayian would appear with his scouter on.
Must be one of those types that measure the Power Level of individuals from afar. If they are weaker than him he challenges them and beats the living hell out of them. While doing so didn't bother Cell, he didn't like people who wasn't upfront when they wanted to do something. But Cell couldn't talk. He despises Half-Blood Sayians, but doesn't voice his discrepancies. He would look at the man and speak out. "Indeed, we are a warrior race after all." Cell would smirk after speaking his mind. Well sort of....
Lets just hope this man isn't a party pooper. Cell wanted to have a tiny spar with the man next to him. Of course it wouldn't last long just by being next to him Cell could tell he was on a whole different level. "Hmmmmm I wanna test something." Cell would put his hand up as it would be right infront of the man's face. "Stay right there, I wanna see how strong you are" Cell then began to charge a FPEW
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Post by Toma on Mar 22, 2016 3:25:09 GMT
TOMA THE HEROThe Saiyan in front of Toma asked what Toma would recommend, and Toma thought for a moment. He sighed, before answering. "In my experience, it's better to have a sparring partner, rather than fire at dummies all day. With a sparring partner, you get to have a real battle, even if it's not one to the death. You will push yourselves to greater heights, and do things you couldn't ever dream of doing before. You can sense my power, right? That is how I obtained it. I had a friend by the name of Athren. A Saiyan who is now passed away. He was my sparring partner for a while. Then, it became my martial arts teacher, who I married shortly after." He explained, recalling the many sparring matches with Athren and Ninjin.
Shortly after, another Saiyan landed next to them. Toma looked over at him for a moment, using his Ki Sense to get a feel for the man. A tad weaker than the man standing in front of him. Toma couldn't help but get the feeling that he might be hiding his full power. judging by the way he walked, he was most likely still getting used to his Heavy Weights. That's how Toma had walked at first, too. But now wearing them had become the new 'normal', so now he walked normal while wearing them, too.
He spoke about how their race was full of warriors, and Toma couldn't help but agree. Between himself, his mother and sister, and Zuccetta, he had to admit the Saiyans must appear strong to everyone else. Though he did know several humans, too, who could fight the Saiyans. "Indeed. Do not let it go to your head, though. There are other beings out there who can rival you. If you let it, your overconfidence will become your downfall." He thought, thinking back to Athren. That had happened to him, too. Such a shame.
Toma turned to the man infront of him now, who wanted to test something. Toma rasied an eyebrow as the man began charging an attack, before crossing his arms. "You wish to test my strength? Very well. Fire when ready." Toma spoke, his tail loosening itself from his waist.
| nt' Word: 371
123,338 PL, Heavy Weights on. |
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Post by Zoraba on Mar 22, 2016 19:25:20 GMT
Zoraba cocked an eyebrow at both of these Saiyans, their replies not being too his liking. He rolled his eyes when Toma decided to give him a lecture he had already heard before. It appeared this was a lesson that Saiyans were desperate to hammer into each other.
The other one, the one whose hair resembled a fire, he spoke with a tone. It wasn't one that made Zoraba think of passion. Why be a warrior if you do not relish it?
Zoraba wasn't one to listen however. He knew his destiny, and that wasn't going to be obtained by being weak willed. These power levels that his scouter gave him were really pointless. Eventually he'd rule the universe like Lise foresaw, and whether someone was stronger then him currently or not, he'd rule them.
With a grunt he looked back at the two and found Celleri ready to blast this off world male in the face. Though Zoraba knew how this would end having done a similar test with Jala. He crosses his as hairy arms over his carpeted chest and grinned. At first he felt a distaste for him but now he liked this red haired one that was certain.
"Do not burn away his eyebrows brother. But do make it exciting" grunted the barrel chested Zoraba. He would bring a meaty finger back to his scouter, wanting to get a measure of this attack.
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Post by Celleri on Mar 23, 2016 0:14:02 GMT
"HAH" Cell released the FPEW right in front of the Sayian's face right as other Sayian talked about not burning off his eye brows. Cell had the intention of wounding the fellow Sayian. Maybe blow off an ear. From Point blank no one has stayed awake. Mostly because it was fully powered and point black. But lets hope this guy is different. Maybe he could actually beat Cell. Maybe he would learn a thing or two. Or maybe even a new technique. This would only happen is the Sayian was alright. Right was probably the case since Cell could sense him even without using his scouter. Perhaps a Super Sayian. Lets see where this goes. In Cells mind, he hoped this Sayian wouldn't completely eradicate him. It would be a shameful battle. Every Sayian's dream death is that in battle. It is filled with honor and its all on the line. But this wasn't battle. This is sparring........or about to be....Lets hope its not a death match  I dun fucked up face ^
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Post by Toma on Mar 23, 2016 0:55:30 GMT
TOMA THE HEROThe dark-skinned Saiyan fired his energy wave at Toma, and Toma did not even flinch He didn't need to. Toma reacted quickly, however. His tailed moved as such a pace that it would be no more than a blur to the two Saiyans who stood before him. Shooting around to his front side, the tail was charged with Ki, and smacked right into the blast.
The blast was deflected upwards, harmlessly away from any civilians or buildings. It slammed into the dome above the city, but did no damage. The domes had been built to withstand the might of Oozaru, after all. Toma looked down at the man who had attacked him, his arms still crossed, and his tail then wrapping itself back around his waist.
"As I said before, overconfidence will lead to your destruction." Toma spoke, looking at the men before him. Even the spot on his tail, the weakest part of the Saiyan body, was unscathed, it's fur as soft and shiny as ever. He then turned to Zoraba, before looking at him. "Perhaps you might wish to try your luck? You may fair better than our friend here. But only if you were to use your full strength." Toma spoke, before thinking for a moment.
"In fact, it may be best for the two of you to come at me together."
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Post by Zoraba on Mar 23, 2016 4:46:42 GMT
Zoraba watched with quick eyes as the sphere of power flew high into the air and exploded into the dome in a small display. The tail whip had been mildly impressive to him but hid face only showed a look of boredom. This conflict was far too similar to what he had already gone through with Jala.
He snapped his head back down as Toma spoke. Zoraba barely listened though, rather smacking his lips and looking off into the distance. This wasn't much of a learning experience for the burly Saiyan. Even the display of tail strength was lost on him, the Saiyan weakness not known to him. His own short tail swayed behind him.
He was brought back to attention when spoken to directly. The offer to take a shot at this strong man was tantilizing. His face grew a new wicked gash of teeth "You wish Zoraba to strike you?" He left out a raspy chuckle between those bones "but there isn't anything around for me to throw" he spoke with a joking tone.
"Strike together though?" He rolled his thick neck to turn his eyes on Celleri. His dark eyes staring through him. "What say you brother? Shall we?" He asked of the brown haired saiyan. Not waiting for an answer Zoraba charged an attacked in one of his hands. Crackling blue energy jumped out from his palm before he clenched it tightly and drew his hand back, ready to throw the attack.
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Post by Brassica on Mar 23, 2016 9:38:48 GMT
PL: 39,006
Light Weights: ON
Weighted PL: 29,254.5 ~ 29,255
"How about you boys let a girl show you how it's done?" asked the short haired woman as she floated down to the ground, standing at a sort of crossroads between the trio. She stood there in a set of lightly weighted blue gi, her long tail flowing out behind her swaying in the air. From what she could Sense, only the one in the orange gi held any true interest for her as a sparring partner, whilst the other two... well, they would make for good target practice even if the pair of them were to gang up on her or the other male. Brassica looked the trio of males over before she went over to lean against one of the still intact training dummies. "Sorry if I interrupted... figured I'd give my legs a stretch."
Which wasn't far from the truth to be perfectly honest. The Simians were settled in to the fortress they had constructed from the Ancient Tuffle Ruins, and were now setting about working on trying to turn the surrounding region into something that could be useful in growing the seeds and such that they had brought with them from their original homeworld. The idea was that perhaps a new jungle could be grown within those ruins, and if possible would be able to make them self-sustaining here on Vegeta. They were also undergoing their own training regimen set into place by Brassica, making use of the artificial gravity field chamber she'd cobbled together on the Arkship that was at the center of their new community.
Jul'ica was keeping an eye on things, and both her and their father had suggested that Brassica go out and see what all Vegeta has on it. So naturally she'd made a beeline for the capital, and thus here she was. The man in orange seemed familiar to the female Saiyan though for some reason, although she could have sworn she had never met the man before in her life. "If these two don't give you enough of a challenge together, then I call dibs on the next round." the Saiyan woman declared.
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Post by Celleri on Mar 24, 2016 2:30:40 GMT
Seeing his attack deflected was a given. BUT FROM POINT BLANK? IMPOSSIBLE! He couldn't be that strong! Cell stood there with a semi-look of disbelief. He even used his tail. I thought Sayian's tails were sensitive. Unless there was a way to get around it? Cell's thoughts were jumbled up in his head. There was no doubt about it. This man without a doubt was on a whole different level. Zoraba spoke up about double teaming him. While Cell knew it would be useless, he couldn't shake away his will to fight. It was in his blood. But right as Cell prepared himself a new challenger appeared.
This was a female this time. But he could feel the same type of presence from this girl. But it was a bit weaker than Toma's. But even if its weaker she could still probably kill Cell and Zoraba in an instant. So the Sayian would bide his time. He wasn't going t die just yet. Especially not in a spar. She wasn't bad looking, Cell would give her that. "Stretch your legs?" Cell would let Zorba handle Toma. Either way if it was with Cell or not he would still lose. `Looking at the female again he would say these words. "Ok, I will let you fight this guy here if you can live 5 hits from me" Cell would put up 5 fingers up with a smirk on his face. "Without dodging" Cell would chuckle a bit
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Post by Toma on Mar 31, 2016 1:22:21 GMT
TOMA THE HEROToma watched as a woman descended into the area, speaking about how she should fight Toma, if Toma were proven to not be having much of a challenge with the other two. Toma smirked some. He could feel she was far stronger than the other, two, but Toma was even stronger still. Fighting the three of them at once should not prove difficult.
"I have a better idea..." Toma began to speak, as his power began to rise. His hair stood on end, and his blue aura began to spark to life around him. The wind began to swirl around him as his power level settled right at 50,000. "All three of you, come at me. All at once." He said, before crossing his arms again. "If you truly wish to test your skills then have at me!"
It was then that Toma looked over the woman who had landed. An attractive woman to be sure, but not as beautiful as his loving wife back on Earth. Toma had all the woman he could handle when it came to Ninjin, and he couldn't be more thankful.
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Toma has accessed a small part of his Super Saiyan power to raise his PL to 50,000, even with weights on. He has challenged all three to a battle.
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Post by Zoraba on Apr 1, 2016 2:58:50 GMT
Zoraba's brows would perk up as a whole new face appeared from above. Another strong female Saiyan, not very surprising to Zoraba as he had encountered many strong females on the planet so far. She seemed interested in taking on the one in the orange as well, the other two males apparently very much chopped liver to her. Zoraba ground his teeth as Celleri met her with a different offer, which was only followed by a whole another game changer. Toma suddenly surged in power, not that Zoraba could feel it, but the theatrics of it said enough. A growl escaped the more feral Saiyan now "You all talk too damn much." Zoraba snapped at them as he flung his arm forward and launched a bolt of raw power at Toma. He aimed for his perfect smug face as Zoraba's teeth cracked under his annoyance. He followed right after his thrown attack and threw himself at Toma. His knee raised high and ready to hit him right in his orange dogi concealed gut. ---- Zoraba Used Joker Javelin [N1] with a pl of 449 |
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Post by Brassica on Apr 3, 2016 14:07:18 GMT
The short haired Saiyan raised an eyebrow at the males claim before she chuckled a little. "Survive five hits from you without dodging? No offense, but you'd barely scratch me little man." Brassica smirked. "I've taken blows from foes who were twice my height and lived." she said before listening to the other Saiyan's suggestion, that all three of them come at him at once. The blue Saiyan immediately went ahead first with some kind of energy bolt aimed at the orange robed Saiyan before following it up with a knee blow aimed towards the gut.
The female Saiyan sighed before rolling her shoulders. This Saiyan fought like one of the Reptilian's back on her raised world, all raw brute force with no sense of actual skill. Especially since the one in orange had increased his power to a force that outmatched her own power alone. The two shrimps powers combined with her own power would still fall short, unless she powered herself up as well. She'd let those two get in close to him and hold his attention, meanwhile she'd work on gathering her power. Brassica held her hands to her sides, and soon her hands began to glow with a pale white light that began to take on the forms of spheres of energy.
If she timed this right, she'd be able to possibly break through his power at the same time as these two males tried their own attacks. The combination of their two abilities with her own may just do the trick, provided they had an iota of strategy in their heads. Of course, given how much of a brute this blue Saiyan was he'd probably play into her strategy of his own free will without even considering the situation.
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 Celleri on Apr 16, 2016 17:18:54 GMT
♥♠♥♠♥♠♥♠♥♠♥♠♥♠♥♠♥♠♥♠♥♠♥♠♥♠♥♠♥♠♥ | Base Powerlevel: 2.5k | Transformation: Oozaru(x10) | Current Powerlevel: 20.5k | Gain Bonuses: N/A | Toma Brassica Zoraba |
Survived hits from a guy twice her height? Does she think height=strength? Cell himself has blown up a friggen planet and she thinks its height that equals strength? This female was starting to piss Celleri off. She was simple-minded.....wait, wasn't most of the Saiyan Race simple minded? But, she decided to not let him get the 5 hits in. Maybe from fear? Even if Celleri was weaker than her he could still inflict a good amount of damage from 1 attack. Charging was a thing. In any case Cell knew when he was out matched, but his blood, his will didn't allow him to not fight. It was the exact opposite. He wanted to beat these two into a pulp. Cell looked back at Toma as Zoraba made his attack. It was probably going to be pointless as Toma was on a whole different level.
Brassica started to charge something in both of her hands. It was probably one of her stronger attacks. The color was also weird, but it didn't matter. Even if she shot it at Toma he would probably be able to block it. Unless....He was combine his attack with her's. But Toma wouldn't let that happen. Looking at Zoraba and then back at Brassica it would connect in his head. She was planning on Cell and Zoraba getting Toma'a attention while she charges, then at the last second Zoraba and Cell would Fire at Toma and with their combination and her's they would be able to beat Toma.
A simple but effective plan, very effective. Put for this to truley work Cell would have to join Zoraba in his efforts in distracting Toma. But Cell had other ideas. How about fucking over both of them and just watc-Cell looked up at the dome, through its glass and deep into the Moon. It's radiance hitting Cell and triggering him. He would begin to change. A change known as Oozaru, a Saiyan's natural transformation. A Great Ape. Cell would begin to grow his face changing and his eyes turning red. His Tail would grow larger and would unwrap itself, The transformation would be complete as Cell would larger than the 3 presented before him. He had no control and instantly swiped at Brassica. If she didn't stop charging she would be heavy damaged.
Even if he was weak, having his power increased ten fold is nothing to sleep on. He was well within range to actually hurt Toma and Brassica now. Its time to destroy and conquer. RELETLESS ARGRESSION! BOILING SAIYAN BLOOD!
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