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Post by Zucceta on May 17, 2016 15:57:19 GMT
Zucceta roars grinningly as her Gigaton Warhead collides with the iconic square-blast of the Crane. "What, does Reikiko dish that move out... like candy to her loyalists? How does a triangle formation... make a square, anyway?" She declares loudly in between pants, before the Warhead beam screams and penetrates through the potent life-force blast, white light shredding apart and blasting mountains to the north and west, great explosions of light across the sky. So much for subtlety.
Zucceta grins as the beam collides with Walker. Hopefully this would be the end of him-
A mental narrative in the queen's mind that, sadly, was cut too short by a deep voice booming from the smoke, a choking black fog that was quickly whipped away in a burst of wind, perhaps a late shockwave from the impact of his busted Kikoho against the mountain ranges. A feminine eyebrow arcs up as she observes some of the damage she'd caused stitch itself back together. Walker was in bad shape, sure, but no longer any worse than she was. Blood still dripped from the back of her busted armour. If she survived this encounter, she'd have more of a problem fixing that hole than stitching herself back up. She had got an A in self-surgery class back at the Vegeta Battle Academy, but she'd never taken anything to do with material survival as an optional module, instead vying for Advanced Battle Focuses as her final-year class of choice.
What this class taught was not to ignore unsavory elements of battle, such as the pain of wounds, but to embrace it. That sensation could, in some cases, fuel a heightened level of focus for battle and allow a temporary extension of battle. Zucceta had aced this class, too, although somewhat at the cost of her mathematics class. She'd even been able to use it in such scenarios as when she'd lost her arm in the fight against Virtual Poi; after sealing the wound, as was necessary, she'd been able to keep (attempting to) fight.
And what was more important than that? Only one thing.
"Not bad. You've impressed me. I wish we'd fought sooner!" She grins, folding her arms. "Unfortunately I can't afford to loosen up in this battle, and clearly, you want me dead. A shame, really."
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Post by Deleted on May 17, 2016 19:28:27 GMT
The tree did his best to ignore the Saiyan's comment. He had wondered the same thing himself, upon testing it out for the first time. Much like the square tiles on the lookout forming a round circle, he had decided the best answer was "Don't think about it." Cracking his neck slowly, he stared down the Saiyaness. "Yes. A shame." There wasn't any anger in his voice, non detectable, anyway. The bizarrely cultured tones sounded flat and cold, nothing more. " You don't know who I am, but why should you? I'm sure you didn't care who you killed, who had to die so you could get what you want. I'm sure there was some grand ideology behind it, or a powerful reason." His fingers flexed slowly, and he brought the large hands up, moving slowly back into a fighting stance. His body wasn't perfect, far from it. But he was at least as heavily damaged as Zuccetta now, and he could tell that she was somewhat weaker than him. Not a lot, not enough to make a definitive difference. However, it meant he had at least a razor thin edge. "Well, I'll make it simple. I could claim this is justice, or karma, or the righteous retribution of God.... But right here, for me, it's none of those things. It's just a tree, trying to kill you for reasons you probably don't even know. I imagine quite a lot of Arcosians and Kanassians know that feeling."
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Post by Zucceta on May 19, 2016 16:16:51 GMT
"Never mind. I liked it when you weren't talking." She yawns. "You're a good fighter, but your delusions of eloquence bring you down a little."
It seemed the tree was arrogant. Zucceta chuckled--while she'd been known to underestimate her opponents, an actual arrogance in this type of scenario was a deadly foolishness. Maybe his power was new-found, and this was his first proper test run of it.
She drops into a fighting stance. "Oh, and FYI, most of the Kanassans had already left the planet by the time I arrived there. I think that supposes their intelligence in regards to your like." She smirks.
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Post by Deleted on May 19, 2016 16:51:15 GMT
Walker shrugged. "Say what you will." Arrogant, was he? Well, that went both ways here, at the least. Still, he was rather ashamed that he had been suckered into breaking his silence. He had been resolved not to let his tongue run away with itself, as it sometimes did. Only one way to find out, he supposed. Cracking his neck, he settled back into his stance. Hands held upwards, near his face, and legs spread wide, this one was derived somewhat from Tuner's Namekian Demon Style. Eyes narrowing, he left his fingers loose, held like claws, and watched. He wasn't quite ready to break the sudden lull, although he wasn't necessarily better off than Zuccetta. The way his body worked, the damage was less centralized. The queen had taken some batterings, but the primary injury was the wound in her back. Still, he had taken more stress overall, and his regeneration hadn't been able to fix all of it, merely lessen the total. It was a knife's edge. As it stood, he was going to have to choose between risking a sudden strike, and trying to counter her attacks. Problematic.
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Post by Zucceta on May 20, 2016 17:27:30 GMT
The queen grins. "Good. Back to quiet. Let the sounds of nature be our battle symphony." The ocean crashes against a sheer cliff face as the wind rustles softly through a nearby forest. She clenches her hands into a fist, and her organic knuckles audibly pop as a drop of blood spills from the edge of her mechanical fist. She might be wounded, but she was no more damaged than her foe.
And then she shifts forwards in a blur of movement, and the battle resumes.
Appearing to Walker's left, Zucceta releases two point-blank blasts of ki at the tree-man, one aimed at his face, the other at his lower gut.
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Post by Deleted on May 20, 2016 17:50:40 GMT
As the Queen vanished, and appeared to his side, the tree growled and resumed the fight as well. Whipping his arms around, he slammed his hands toward hers, similar Ki blasts in his own palms. The one aimed at his gut was successfully blocked, the two attacks dissipating as they hit. The other was not quite as quick, however. The blast slipped through his block as he tried to lean out of the way, and carved a ragged line across his face as it flew past. Sap dripped from the wound, hissing as it boiled from the heat of his body. His eye had been cracked, and it flickered and blazed, energy spilling out.
Howling, the tree slammed his head forward, the new horns intended to crack into the queen's face in vengeance for his new scar. His arms multiplied again, and spun towards the Saiyan in different manners. One a knife-hand towards the neck, where her head might move should she dodge the headbutt. Another slammed towards her gut, payback for the attempt just now. The final two came in as elbows, aimed at her limbs in an attempt to block or disrupt her blows.
He could feel the desire to just cut loose, to let his rage envelope him. But he wasn't a saiyan, and it wasn't going to give him some incredible power if he did that. It'd just allow him to make a fatal mistake, and then it'd all be over. He could feel pain coming in from all the wounds he had received, but the hate drove him past that. He had to win. He had to win. He had to win. The words echoed through his head, the incessantly determined mantra forcing him to ignore the pain, the odds, anything that might hold him back or make him hesitate. Wishing for a moment he had teeth to grit, the tree brought his knee up, then leg out, a snap kick towards the queen's lower body. That spine injury was a weak point to take advantage of, after all.
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Post by Zucceta on May 21, 2016 16:36:33 GMT
Zucceta chuckles as the blast takes Walker right in the face, blasting a whole bunch of "bark" and sap right out of his cheek. While the damage probably wasn't as serious as it looked, it would have certainly hurt the tree. Everything single blow the queen dealt felt like a triumph. This was what she lived for, a death battle where both fighters stood on equal ground.
She pushes back for a moment, long enough to see two more arms sprout out of his form, making her foe almost mythical in his silhouette. Then the tree moves in, his head swiftly careening towards hers, horns of wood aiming to impale her. Rather own than seeking to dodge or block, she slams her own head towards it, the two butting skulls, the world below blowing out with the force of two titans impacting. One hand comes in from the side, a knife towards her neck; she catches it at the wrist, sneering right in Walker's face as her blood and his sap dripped into the force-crater beneath them. A fist impacts with her gut; she sharply exhales, cringing, before panting and smiling. "You live for the exhilaration too, don't you?" She throws the caught knife-blow away and pushes out her own elbows, connecting with the two aimed at her.
The rising knee was a dead give away as to Walker's next move; Zucceta's fighting style revolved around taking advantage of a foe's weak spots, sometimes being capable of sensing them blind with her Shatter-sense technique--and her own back injury was still seething with pain, although the flow of blood had staunched somewhat. She disentangles herself from Walker and releases a kiai, not with the sole intent to damage Walker but for the invisible release of energy to blow herself away from the kick, which misses her by a millimetre. Reversing her momentum, the queen sends a mechanical fist directly towards the artificial organism's throat.
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Post by Deleted on May 21, 2016 17:37:51 GMT
As his blows were countered, the tree immediately shifted stances. Now his movements appeared to be similar to the Crane Style, although it was still noticeably different. Like his previous movements, hints of other styles and fighters could vaguely be seen in his attacks. It only made sense, and if someone had commented on it, Walker would have simply nodded and chuckled. He had learned from so many different people, whether from direct teaching, fights, or mimicry of their movements. These fragments had been refined through mind numbing amounts of practice into the alloyed whole that he now used. It wasn't without flaws, but it was quite helpfully versatile. When the kiai came, for example, the tree's body twisted sideways and back, the straight kick folding and turning into a block. The energy-infused shin cutting through the wave, he had a moment as Zuccetta reversed directions. Continuing with his momentum, he half-turned and kicked upwards, body still moving. Just because there was ground and sky didn't mean he was obligated to stay up regarding them. The claw-like foot hit the metallic fist, and the talons attempted to grab on, allowing him to spin and hopefully tear it from it's housing. Bringing his shoulder up, the tree attempted a shoulder-check into the Queen's stomaching,then a flip and upper-arm slam to her chest. His limbs were twisting farther than a human's should, and his increased reach gave him an advantage when it came to hand-to-hand. Much like the difference between their power levels, it wasn't much, but it was there. Whether it was enough to overcome the queen, that was the question. Spinning backwards, in mid-spin he suddenly drew back his fists. "RIFT REAPER!" His fists vanished into holes in the air, re-appearing and re-vanishing as the air around Zuccetta became indistinct, knifehand strikes lamming towards her from all directions. Each of them was like a blade, surrounded by Ki and aimed at different spots around the queen. It was a risky gamble, but he had taken enough damage. Focusing on his internal energy, he reached deep within himself. He had stored a Senzu Bean within his body, and now, he made use of it. As the energy of the mystical bean flowed through him, he felt the wound on his face flatten out. In all likelyhood, the queen had one of these as well, but he would do his utmost to kill her before she could use it.
Walker uses MP3 Rift Reaver! 8,450,310 PL Damage via a flurry of blows, coming at Zuccetta Walker uses a Senzu, and is returned to full health! KP:3/3
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Post by Zucceta on May 22, 2016 14:30:40 GMT
As Walker shifted up his stances, so too did the queen of all saiyans. Zucceta, however, did not have official names for her styles. Instead, her forms were rigorously pounded into her, week after week, and were natural adaptations against certain fighting styles, or specific focuses on her strengths and against her weaknesses. If Zucceta had one trait that made her stand out from the rest of the saiya-jin, it was her ability to survive and adapt like a flower clinging to life on the inner rim of an active volcano. She had learned many different ways of countering and defeating her foes, some of which required self-damage--indeed, her victory against Bing had momentarily cost her the integrity of the back of her skull, although a quick senzu bean had managed to heal it before she'd succumbed to the injury.
The sentient tree's foot talons dig into her metal fist, and Zucceta knows what he wants to do before he does it. Growling, she whips her free hand out and grabs the equivalent of his ankle, an attempt to pull him in the opposite direction of his spin. She wasn't going to lose a utility limb today, not when he could generate at least two extra arms on command. While he'd negated most of the damage of her kiai, it had served its intended purpose, even if Walker was once more gaining the distance.
Walker might have certain advantages over the humanoid form due to his biological composition, but Zucceta's Furiosa had some tricks of its own that she hadn't had to pull out for a while. Her mechanical hand rapidly twists one hundred and eighty degrees, sparks flying. The metallic fingers wrap around his ankle, her other hand releasing from the area. And then, from the centre of her mechanical palm comes a jet of white-hot flame, intended to remove Walker's talons from her metal limb, either by incineration or by retreat.
Regardless, the tree continued his assault and Zucceta matched it. When he screamed the name of his attack, this time, Zucceta was prepared for the assault. Her aura ignites and she closes her eyes, feeling little pulses of energy in the air. Her own fists and legs become an indiscriminate blur, slapping away the blows intended to end this fight. Her own attacks were sharp and fast, not enhanced as blades like Walker's but impressive enough that the clash of blows might be heard for tens of miles around the combat zone.
When the last portal fades, Zucceta pushes herself back, panting heavily, her chest heaving with a need to take in more oxygen. She hears herself growl as Walker's body entirely heals from her assaults, "If you have a... gimmick attack... maybe don't scream its name... before using it."
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Post by Deleted on May 22, 2016 14:45:48 GMT
The attack was parried, although it was a near miss thing. As he watched the queen react, he realized what must have been happening. She was sensing the disturbances in the energy, feeling the portals opening. Well then, he would just have to make that pointless. As her hands slowed down, he was suddenly there, having zipped closer with a sudden burst of speed, hands in front of him. "Good advice." Then again, what he was about to do really didn't need a word. His hands snapped out, the triangular shape intending to impact the queen from point-blank range. This split-second, while she was distracted from his last attack. If he was going to use it, it was now. The golden energy flared in a split second, and with a roar, the air in front of him in one massive square was flooded with light. He felt his life ebbing. He might be physically better, but he knew another blast beyond this would be too much. Even this one was a physical drain. His soul didn't have another safe blast in it. He could only hope he had managed to hit her before she could react.
Walker uses Kikoho 3/4 Charges Used PL: 11,238,912 KP: 0/3
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Post by Zucceta on May 22, 2016 15:14:49 GMT
The tree was desperate to win. In a less vital context, Zucceta would have very much enjoyed having a spar or even a death battle against this being which resulted in her loss (and, potentially, her death), but on this day her cause was greater than her own life, or an empire. She could not afford to lose her life this close to achieving her goal.
When the bio-android pushed himself forwards, Zucceta had barely a second to (somewhat feebly) cross her hands in front of her chest. When the artificial organism releases his second Kikoho of the fight, Zucceta has no energy to counter it with, or any stamina left in her to attempt to veer out of its direct pathways. In a single moment, a huge wave of energy and pain crashes down on the queen, a flash-flood of golden light flooding the air and reflecting off of the distant sea. A mountain to the north begins to avalanche due to the distant impact.
The queen, limp, whistles through the air and slams into the ground, skidding along grass and dirt, leaving an impact trail in her wake. She rolls and bounces as she begins to slow down, before coming to a stop against a rock. All of the armour plating at her shoulders and thighs was shattered and broken. Her golden hair had fizzled out, replaced with the coal black of her normal power level. Her teal eyes turn black, as a steady river of blood flows down her chin.
The plain was silent as a tomb but for a light wind whistling through her hair, which was beginning to mat with blood.
Her eyes close once, twice, for longer periods at a time.
And, as she approaches the final destination, a grin tugs at her lips.
She bites down on a hidden compartment just above the enamel of a lower molar of her jaw. In that compartment was the essence of a senzu bean, one she had procured in secret on her first day of arriving on the planet Earth.
Her throat bulges momentarily, before the rejuvenating bean is swallowed.
Her eyes burst open, surging from black to electric teal as her aura bursts with golden lightning. Her hair shivers back to life as an ascended super saiyan, and she stands back up, wiping the blood from her chin with the Furiosa, a streak of red against the scarred paint ruined by combat. She flexes the fingers on both hands; the mechanical arm would definitely need some fixing up. Her power blossoms to a new height, the flower at the edge of the volcano emerging from underneath a new layer of fire and soot.
In silence, she stares at the draining tree man. He had rejuvenated not once but twice. She felt the earlier wound in her back heal, the final step in her recovery. She was covered in blood and sap, dried and filthy. She felt more alive than she was just minutes ago, before Walker had burst into her life, screaming her name.
Her aura pulses and flickers, as she begins to draw energy. "Will you keep hunting me?"
[Kikoho flat-taken. Senzu bean used. Zenkai progged. KP 3/3 UT3 Ki Charge used.]
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Post by Vi-Poi on May 23, 2016 15:01:17 GMT
(Grader Note: Zenkai added by me, brings Zucceta 298702 > 312,059. Disregard all posts above here for Zucceta.)
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Post by Deleted on May 23, 2016 15:02:56 GMT
Dammit. DAMMIT. He had thought she would have to pull out some trick to survive that, some block or something. He hadn't expected her to manage to take it, and remain able to use a Senzu Bean. He had put everything he had into that blast.
He almost began planning, trying to find a way out, but...
Bastion, Presto, Celmaru... his friends, his family... if he died here, they would be alone on a planet with a vengeful Saiyan Queen. He couldn't allow that. After his complaints about the others dying through stubbornness... He slumped, looking up at the victorious Saiyaness.
"... No. If I do, my son will likely die for my mistakes, and I refuse to allow that. My family cannot suffer due to my arrogance. I will leave you alone." His fists were clenched so hard that they were cracking, but he seemed defeated, speaking quietly through his telepathic "Voice". "As long as it stops my friends and family dying, I don't care what I have to do. If that means burning my pride, then so be it."
Moving backwards, he turned, and began to fly off, feeling the Ki behind him. If she decided to attack with that, he would have very little ability to negate or respond. It galled him that he had to do this, but... it was the only sensible option.
[Walker is attempting to exit the thread.]
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Post by Zucceta on May 23, 2016 15:11:41 GMT
His son.
The queen sniffs, and the energy pulsing around her fades. She was as a golden sentinel, her visage royal against a building storm cloud above the ocean to their direct south.
She folds her arms. "You won't believe me, but I don't mean anyone on this world any harm. I just need the Dragon Balls. Your family is safe."
"I need my wish more than I've ever needed anything, even fighting. It's a matter of family."
And she lets the tree, or rather that forest of battle-power and vengeance, rescind from the scene. Once she's sure he's left, she quickly moves through the air to her stealth pod. She had to move; even though she had mostly been suppressed, a few of her attacks had been amplified to a great level, and even if nobody recognised her own power they would have recognised Walker fighting someone. She had to move on.
With a low hum, the stealth pod shoots across the blue sky, as thunder rumbles beneath her. Her hair fades from golden mountains to a coal black fortress, soft and bent like a rainforest in the wind. She places her remaining organic hand against the cool glass of the window and looks out over the swirling black mass beneath her.
She'd do anything to get her wish, but only if she needed to.
(I guess I'll take zenni for this post!)
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Post by Zerori on Jun 3, 2016 10:07:05 GMT
@tokoz 3,389 <-- Word count6,778 <-- PL gains261,222 PL --> 268,000 PL~-~-~-~ Zucceta (Add yer gainz) 266 <-- Word count565 <-- PL gains312,059 PL --> 312,624 PL
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