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Post by Carva on Sept 17, 2016 20:00:54 GMT
Thread PL: 99,028 | Yesir Endoskeleton: 594,168 | Inhibitor Gauntlets Active: 148,542 | Ki Setting: 10,000
The pristine condition of the white tiles may have made his creator happy, but as Carva looked out over the ring to see the two fighters facing off, he was disgusted. Where were the cracks? Where was the blood that SHOULD have stained these vaunted tiles on which so many had done battle before.
Carva stood at the edge of the entry way, dressed inconspicuously. He'd dress himself to look like an Earth warrior, having chosen a simple, navy blue gi with a white belt. His belt though showed a sign of his expertise, four red stripes from the tip. He folded his chiseled arms, hard like stone, across his rippling chest.
Boring. He thought to himself as he watched the two warriors perform their "best moves", shaking his head. Not a single ki blast had been thrown. He sensed that the two were missing something.
Killer instinct.
Carva wasn't your average Saiyan, but Saiyans didn't lack that. He was, in his mind, an evolved Saiyan warrior who had become perfect. Whether or not he was an android was inconsequential to the warrior, because that's exactly what he was. He was a warrior, and reputed as a bad ass.
This particular bad ass watched the two martial artists dancing with one another, fists and feet flying. Fast as lightning. Still, at his level he could follow every move. His eyes followed them like a predator, the amber orbs not even moving. The first warrior wasn't anything to worry about, his green skin very familiar to the man who'd conquered different villages on Namek during his younger days. The second? Unremarkable. Carva hrmf'ed.
It was times like these when he'd be reminded of all those times he'd faced others in battle. Carrota, Radishasha. Saiyan elites, each falling at his feet. Defeat was a taste he wasn't used to, but he'd learned to hate it. He growled as his mind wandered to the time he'd fought Plato. He'd fought the Konatsian and lost, which drove him. It made him more determined to become stronger, perhas the strongest in the universe.
A fine black brow would cock as he watched the Namek finish off the human with a simple chop to the back of the neck, and the announcer, as they always had, would announce the winner. "Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner...by way of knockout...Harmonixa! Let's give a big round of applause!"
The Cyber Saiyan would narrow those cold eyes of his and shake his head, the crowd chanting. As if the Namek had done something special. The Namek would gloat and wave to the fans before the announcer would begin announcing the next match. Now before the next match, Carva would program his power output even further.
Ki Setting: 750
"Introducing first, hailing from the Yunzabit Highlands...he weighs in at five hundred and thirty seven pounds...he...is...Nameless Boxer!!!!" The crowd cheered a bit, chanting the name in unison as Carva, under an assumed identity, would step into the center of the ring and remove his gi top. The man's chiseled frame didn't do the low power anyone would read any justice. Something just wasn't right, but noone would be able to tell without a scouter.
The announcer would stand next to the cold, expressionless Carva, who flexed his shoulders and hopped from foot to foot. The announcer would announce the next competitor..."And his opponent..."
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Post by Gekido on Sept 18, 2016 5:44:03 GMT
Powerlevel:3,000
Gekido sat in the courtyard in front of the Tekeichi Ground, he had about this little exbetion of strength, however he was late as usually. The longer he had been on the large world of earth the more he was annoyed by his lack to fly. He looked around seeing a human striding towards the arena. He was a pretty boy as that his entourage of woman following him towards the ring, he in a martial art gi. Gekido walked up to the man tapping shoulder, "Oh yes one of my fans i assume, i am the great Roberto, i am goin..." Gekido sized up the man only about 5'8 he being 7'4 he towered over him "I'm not one of your fans i'm looking for the damn fighting ring." The man pushed Gekido hand off his shoulder he yawning "You must think i am some servant to lead you to the ring i'll give you this one chance get out of here before i take care of you." His fangirls laughed with eachother as he keep walking Gekido grabbing his shoulder agian "Punk, i was asking a question nicely so let me ask agian, where is the fucking ring." Gekido said as the man turned throwing out an elbow hitting Gekido right on the chin knocking him to the ground "man your an annoying one.." Roberto spoke but his jaw dropped as Gekido got up not a single trickle of blood as he grabbed the mans collar lifting him into the air.
"I said, where is the fucking ring!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Gekido turned throwing the man forward as he flew straight into the arena landing in the titles causing a couple of them to break apart as Gekido walked towards him, "Oh this is where it is." Gekido said as the walked into the ring the man being pulled out of the way "You must be Roberto." One of the men said his shade shinning in the light "I put alot on you, if you lose your gonna be in trouble." the man said as Gekido just turned "Roberto is the blonde prick, and i beat his ass in one punch." Gekido walked to the middle of the ring looking at the man, "Roberto your opponent had a case of Gekido so, i'll be your opponent for this match." Gekido said looking at carva "Your well built i must say, this guys all looked like chumps, must of gotten boring." Gekido began to stretch the crowd in mostly shock as he just strided in and became the opponent for Carva, the question is how he would response.
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Post by Carva on Sept 18, 2016 12:54:10 GMT
Gekido would see the Android's lips curl upward at the left corner, his eyes twinkling for a moment. "Poor humans. Susceptible to disease, fragile bodies. Next you will be telling me that "I" am going to come down with a case of...what was it...Gekido? Tell me, Heran..." his arms would fall to his side and he'd stride over, standing toe to toe wit Gekido, strands of hair falling forward into his face as he looked down at Gekido. "...are you going to entertain me? Or are you so easily broken as these tail-less monkeys?"
This warrior was different than any of the others Gekido had likely faced before. Gekido would likely find the Android's mysterious power fearful, if he had a scouter. Gekido may have not had this utility, but Subject Carva did and as he assessed Gekido, a loud round of laughter belowing from his chest. "Oh my kami! You! You're my opponent?!"
His grin would fade into a look of disdain, his nose crinkled as if he'd smelled something disgusting. "Here, sport. I'll give you a fighting chance. Hit me...right here." He would then point right at his square chin, offering the Heran a free shot. Meanwhile, his power would match Gekido's.
Ki Setting: 3,000
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Post by Gekido on Sept 18, 2016 16:25:48 GMT
Gekido just narrowed his gaze as the man seem to be mocking him he crossing his arms, "I hope your not mocking me cause that would not a good idea." Gekido said with anger in his voice, how dare this man mock him. "You want to go hotshot i don't need a free shot on your ass." Gekido said as he narrowed his eyes he stepping back from carva crossing his arms "Tell me when your ready not like an arrogant piece of shit i'm looking for a fight not a piety party."
Gekido was hell of mad now, he act like he was some joke and Entiretemnt he was a fucking fighter. "You look pretty tough but you think i'm some fucking weakling, these humans around here are weak but i'm not a fucking human, don't give some free shots i'll knock all your stupid ass teeth out with that attitude."
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Post by Carva on Sept 18, 2016 18:11:50 GMT
The man had guts about him. Carva respected that aspect of the warrior, but he looked upon the Heran with disgust as he took that tone. He cocked a brow, his mouth straight and expressionless. "Put yourself in my shoes. Imagine looking at a warrior who talks a big game, but knowing that you could snap him like a twig if you saw fit. You obviously haven't the slightest inkling of whom you are dealing with." An evil grin would spread across the perfect warrior's face, long black hair swaying in the wind. "Or what, for that matter."
The warrior turned on his heel and took ten paces away from Gekido, looking toward the sky for a moment and shaking his head. Suddenly, his gaze fell on Gekido...amber eyes with tiny, almost invisible green flecks in the irises. "If you insist, then...I...am ready."
Indeed he was ready as the green flecks in his eyes began to glow, and suddenly, a burst of neon green energy flew straight at his challenger.
[N1]Deadly Eye Beam - At it's lowest level, he takes a page out of his creator's book, firing two beams of green light from his eyes. 33% of Carva's PL. 990 Damage at current Setting.
Kp: 2/3
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Post by Gekido on Sept 18, 2016 18:39:28 GMT
"I don't but i don't worry about that type of shit, i'm looking for a good fight not for some warrior who wants to take some pity on me, i am a fucking warrior." Gekido spoke cracking his neck. This man was already pissing him off, he looked saiyan enough that only made his blood boil, but the warriors cockiness was the most aggravating. The mans began to glow with a green hue Gekido narrowing his eyes "What the fuck are you doing." Then a neon green beams flew out his eyes heading right at Gekido.
Gekido body bulked up as he raised one arm the beam slamming into his hand causing a small black mark as he rushed his body looking much more muscular his body slightly larger then normal as he pulled both arms trying to slam his fist down on the mans head "I was holding back, you should of put more power behind that shit!!!!" He said as he attempted to slam both hands down on Carva's head.
(Gekido had Transformed) Powerlevel:12,000
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Post by Carva on Sept 18, 2016 21:59:37 GMT
As his Eyebeam burned into the skin of the Heran, Carva would tilt his head. He was confused, honestly. How was it that this Heran withstood an attack from him, the perfect warrior, so easily? Intrigued, he watched Gekido transform into his monster form. He stood strong though, turning his full form toward the rampaging monster and throwing his arms up in an X, his power jumping another level as Gekido's fists would hit his forearms with a loud clang. Once again, he matched the monster...barely.
Ki Setting: 9,500
"Nice move..." He grinned, arrogance in his eyes. "...but you left your misection open, kid." Carva would quickly raise his right foot and attempt to knock the monster backwards, and if that were to connect he'd strafe and fire off a barrage of Ki blasts, followed by a dual handed ki blast, thrusting his arms forward quickly.
Kp: 3/3 Nothing special used.
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Post by Gekido on Sept 19, 2016 2:38:01 GMT
Gekido smirked as the man began to take him slightly seriously as the man told him he left his midsection open he frowned. "I didn't leave myself open i got another fucking hand." He brought his other arm to catch the leg but to his surprise it felt like he was getting by a lead foot he sliding back "Why the fuck do you got like iron in your shoes. He slide back as he fired out ki blasts towards him he swatting some of them he sliding back before he fired a large ki blast Gekido slamming his hand into it it flying into the air his hand searing before he launched himself towards at Carva.
He brought his head back as he launched a headbutt pulling his whole weight behind his head as he attempted to knock him back before he pulled his arm back throwing a punch right for the mans gut to knock him back his eyes and voice filled with blood lust he was strong alright, this was going to be fun he already knew it and hi foe probley knew that too.
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Post by Carva on Sept 19, 2016 3:28:04 GMT
Iron in his shoes? Not likely. The Cyber Saiyan had gone barefoot, yet his foot still felt like iron as it struck Gekido's hand. For all intents and purposes, it was. But the metal drafted to Carva's skeleton was far stronger, even stronger than wrought iron used to make frying pans. The warrior would incline his chin proudly, that Saiyan pride burning even in his cold, lifeless eyes. "It's quite simple, Heran. I am far superior to useless sacks of flesh like you..." his lips curled upwards. "...even superior to those monkeys on Vegeta. If you cannot tell by now, I'm different. I am war evolved...I am Hell itself."
He braced himself as Gekido would charge in, his demeanor as cool as the fall breeze beginning to run it's fingers over Earth. He braced himself for the man's attack, going on the defensive...seemingly waiting for Gekido to make a mistake. Meanwhile, the crowd began to chant..."Name-less box-er...name-less box-er..."
Kp: 3/3
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Post by Gekido on Sept 19, 2016 4:09:10 GMT
"Hell itself body i can't take you seriously, you must be some clown or something." Gekido said as he threw out a feint hook before diving in low to grab the man by his center of gravity. "Heh, so you must of been one of those tin cans, always thinking just cause your made of some fancy metal you got us flesh peddlers beat let me tell you something, your not some evolved masterpiece, cause i can see you were not built as a android, they probley found you on the side of the fucking road and felt bad." Gekido said as he tried to lift Carva into the air getting ready for to throw carva.
"Your nothing but a hunk of a junk now get out of the fucking ring!" He said as attempted to chuck carva right out of the ring, this android had enough talking and bolstering, he talked but he did walk the walk that what he cared about and so far this man seemed to be just a joke. Maybe he was more powerful, prehpaps he was lieing but he didn't like being played around with, if the man wanted to fight he could actually try to fight not act like Gekido was some joke, that he would not accept. He was going to pay for underestimating him.
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Post by Carva on Sept 19, 2016 15:24:20 GMT
He could feel the force of the heran's throw hurling him through the air. He could see the crowd flying past his vision as the wind passed by him, and this was bad. Not bad because the Heran was beating him. Bad because Carva had grown tired of playing with the alien, and the alien's transformation was one that left Carva slightly impressed. But not worried, no. Not in the least. It was then that his prepulsors took control and generated energy, stopping Carva in midair. He "stood there", above the ring with his arms crossed over his massive chest. The android's belt and hair swayed in the wind and by now, any semblance of a grin had faded from his face.
Slowly, deliberately, he lowered himself onto the tiles and felt the warm stone beneath his bare feet. "Honestly, I was going to go easy on you. I had even gone as far as to give you a sporting chance, kid..." suddenly, his energy would fluctuate around him and cause waves of heat to waiver through the air, pebbles lifting off the ground at his feet. "...but it seems that in your endless stupidity and vulgarity, you have forgotten one thing. You NEVER underestimate an opponent..." He yelled out loudly, and the ground trembled beneath his feet. "...and you NEVER piss off a Saiyan warrior!"
Ki Setting DROPPED: 148,542
The crowd's screams, they became screams of excitement. The very ground beneath the android's feet had begun to collapse on itself under the weight of his massive power. With gutteral roar, Carva lunged forward with blinding speed and drove a fist into the soft flesh of Gekido's stomach, anticipating the man doubling over. And once he did he'd smash the bridge of his nose with a sharp knee strike.
The blows weren't intended to kill, just to teach Gekido a lesson. With stupidity and disrespect? There would come only pain!
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Post by Gekido on Sept 19, 2016 23:05:26 GMT
"Man, you take yourself way too seriously, going easy on me why would i want you to hold back, i am looking for a good fight but i don't want some cyborg fellow holding back cause i'm some weak piece of shit." Gekido crossed his arms "Nah your the only one being stupid, you know if you think your gonna scare me with some talk you got another thi..." His jaw dropped slightly as the saiyan powered up of course he couldn't feel ti but he knew the saiyan just stopped playing around he cracking his knuckles "Lets do this." He yelled before the cyborg disspeared.
The cyborg fist slammed into Gekido stomach he collapsing over blood leaving his mouth before the saiyan knee slammed into his head knocking him into the ground blood running down his face blood covering his teeth he laughing as the saiyan stood over him "Damn i think you broke my ribs...this is the second time this week, fuck..." He grunted laughing a little, "Your pretty strong but i'm done we both know i'm not getting up after that." Gekido head crashed down he was out cold.
(Gonna exit since Gekido is knocked out)
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Post by Carva on Sept 20, 2016 16:48:10 GMT
The Android wasn't even phased at this point by the empty words of the Heran. He'd beaten him soundly, in two hits. Mind you, he'd tried to go easy on Gekido but when you call an android instilled with Saiyan pride a "hunk of junk" and try to throw him aside like trash? That's when you have only yourself to blame for your downfall. Carva looked down at his fallen opponent in quiet reflection for a moment before he spoke. "Hrmf. How anti climatic was that? I suppose I should have continued to restrict myself...but, eh..." He kicked the Heran hard, sending him rolling out of the ring.
Carva looked up at the crowd, his built in scouter beeping as it gave him a full synopsis of the gathered crowd. He wanted a challenge but it'd appeared not to come on this day. "Such a waste of my time..." He yawned, moving toward the exit. The yawn was more of a taunt than anything. "...I suppose there ARE no strong warriors left on Earth to entertain me."
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Post by Toma on Sept 20, 2016 17:17:01 GMT
TOMA THE HEROOf course, action at the Tournament Grounds had been more than enough reason for Toma to stop his flight home and watch the potential up-and-comers for the Earth. He'd been floating in the air for the last few minutes, watching the mystery fighter beat down the heran and kick him out of the ring. Toma had also overheard the man speak about no strong fighters on Earth, and about how arrogant he seemed to be.
Toma thought back to his time on Vegeta. There were many arrogant warriors there who had challenged Toma due to his being an Elite by birth -- technically speaking. Born to the Bloodroot house, he held some social status even if he lived on Earth and had a low power level at Birth. But he'd proven himself to the Vegetan people by becoming a Super Saiyan and had earned their respect.
And yet here now, was a Saiyan, he'd said? Had Toma heard correctly? Clearly this man was an android of some description -- Toma couldn't sense any power coming from the man at all. Of course, Toma wasn't the strongest man on the planet. But he was no weakling, either. Carva would be a fool to underestimate him.
At the mention of 'monkies' Toma took some offense. The derogatory term for Saiyans, Toma had learned. While Toma considered himself more Earthling than Saiyan, even he had some pride in who he was. Descending into the Ring, he glanced at the Heran to make sure he'd live before looking at Carva.
His feet tapped on the floor of the ring, and he crossed his arms, looking at the Android. And he couldn't help but feel some familiarity with the cyborg. Had they met before? Tomas tail unwrapped itself from his waist, swaying behind him -- a show that was ment to inform Carva of his opponents race.
"So you believe yourself to be stronger than Saiyans, hm?" Toma asked, looking at the man. He wondered what might be going through that mans mind. "Well if its a challenge you're looking for, then I shall be your opponent! Come at me!"
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PL: 135,694, Heavy Weights On. PL suppressed to 5,000.
Toma has joined the battle!
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Post by Carva on Sept 20, 2016 17:39:25 GMT
The Cyber Saiyan would at first continue to walk away, until that familiar voice was picked up by his auditory sensors. He KNEW the man. He was sure if he remembered him clearly, but something deep inside of Carva kept nagging at him to turn around. Something was pulling the warrior. So, he turned around and standing there before him was a face from his past. Carva tilted his head, remarking in that same cool voice. "You..." his lips would curl into a sneer. "...I can't put my finger on it, but I know you. I feel as if we've had a run in before..."
Indeed, they'd had a run in. Back when Carva was a Saiyan, he'd came to Earth to study the human race. See what made them and that indomitable fighting spirit tick. But he'd met Toma, and Toma had not made a very good impression on the then organic warrior. A low growl arose from the chest of Carva, his amber eyes flashing as they scanned Toma's ki. Hrmf...either he's very stupid or he's holding back his true power. In any event, let's test him.
"If you insist...Saiyan. Let us find out just how evolved I am..." He smirked. "...and how much better I am than you!" Carva wasted no time as would rush forward and open with a left hook, followed by an attempt to sweep Toma's legs out from under him. The attacks were clocked within a few seconds...
Kp: 3/3 No techs used.
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