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Post by Majin Makaz on Jan 6, 2017 4:12:13 GMT
The Southern Island's: Under attack once again, this time a different face was behind it. Instead of the most chaotic majin, it was someone far sinister and less forgiving. Someone with even crazier ki than the others, some of the fighters there could feel it due to their ki sense. There bodies had shaked in fear, with all this information to process: People were disappearing during the night and it was due to this sinister ki. A Majin had sensed it too while he was on the mountain, Makaz quickly standing on a mountain of the southern isle as he had looked down at the village. "Wait...is that...something's REALLY familiar about that ki. It's almost like i've felt it before.." Makaz said, he had ascended and zoomed off towards wherever that ki was coming from. He'd look around the village as the ki signature stopped in the middle of the village. Where everyone else crowded around a pinkish and chubby being. This was Sesamy, someone he had been trying not to remember. While Makaz was originally good and bad, Sesamy was a confuse individual who had been banished after his fit. During a tournament Sesamy had attempted to kill Kid Makaz out of jealousy and anger, these events spiraled down when Zamak, Makaz's father had refused to acknowledge Sesamy's existence. Makaz might've been evil, but Sesamy was potentially monstrous..and not even he could take him as seriously. Sesamy had turned to see his eldest brother whom he had hated, the majin looking in shock as he had looked at his eldest brother and examined him. Makaz, who had now been wearing what looked to be a new vest, and pants with the M carved into his chest.
"Is it you?" Sesamy said, confused. Makaz had quickly responded, "YES it is me..and what do you think you're doing attracting all these humans...and animals. Whichever is the dominant number here, so far i-." Makaz couldnt finish, Sesamy rolling his eyes as he fired a blast at the majin. One of which completely engulfed Makaz who had been sent back, Sesamy had a look of anger on his face. "Get OUT OF HERE..You're proving to be an annoyance in my PLAYTIME!" Sesamy said, makaz knew they were similar in personality now. Or would've been, as another majin had opened Makaz up to converting..
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Post by King Yo on Jan 6, 2017 18:06:25 GMT
[Thread PL: 550]
King Yo and his cohort The Majin Mojo both pushed through people that had crowded around in the middle of this city. The southern islands being the home of them both, but not necessarily this exact island. Mojo shoved a few of the citizens out of king’s way as the zoonamite kept checking his golden jacket which now had a definite black stain on it. His face showing his displeasure at the fact his suit was at the moment tarnished. They now hunted for a dry cleaners so that this terrible happening could be resolved.
King sighed heavily as he kept walking, knowing that his path would be clear. “Mojo this is maybe the worst thing that’s ever happened to me…. Who is going to take me seriously looking like this? Stupid fishing broken fishing pen!” The fish man talking as loud as he wanted, over the people around them with their collection of yammerings, you really had too. King kept his face down staring at the ink stain which allowed him to walk right into the legs of a few people and knocking him on his ass.
“Aye! What the- Mojo what are you doing?” King asked looking back at his friend. Mojo wasn’t even paying attention though, the very tall Majin staring over the wave of people. Something had caught his attention “...Mojo sees a Majin.” The purple behemoth noted, making King climb to his feet “So what?! You see one in the mirror everyday! There’s loads of yous guys” The zoonamite grabbed onto Mojo’s belt and hoisted himself up, climbing onto the big round stomach and up his pink arm. Looking now for himself, King Yo spotted him quickly right in the center. “So yeah what’s up with him?”
It was at that moment another Majin showed up, a smaller skinnier model then both Mojo and this new guy. Appearing that these two knew each other, the larger one sending the smaller one flying backwards blasted with an attack. The crowd that had been around were either shocked or starting to back away, King only furrowed his brow and grinned. “Well this got interesting, Mojo let’s go say hello. Oh and I’m going to hide my jacket behind your big bass shoulder, remember I am the boss so I gotta be taken seriously.”
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Post by Deleted on Jan 6, 2017 23:22:57 GMT
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"Here we are, home at last... well kind of."
Namorel spoke to himself as his ship touched down on the cliff side, hiding behind a small wall of trees down from the cliff. Namorel had learned that keeping these things in the open put them at the risk of being stolen and he wanted to avoid that as much as he can. Meanwhile, throwing the small capsule that contained his house he would step from the ship unto the ground beneath. With the puff of white fog the marble house made in the namekian style would appear in front of Namorel, complete in its glory.
However his piece was not built to last as he picked up a sound, although weak it persisted in the distance. Glancing to the origin he saw the city below, presumably the largest in the region. As curiosity rose over him he would take off towards the city, leaving his supplies and equipment behind on his ship as he was sure he would not need any of it. Scanning the are for significant power levels as he continued forward towards the origin.
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Post by Majin Makaz on Jan 7, 2017 3:13:49 GMT
The Majin had gotten out of the rock he was blasted into. Getting up as he'd simulate a cracking sound from his neck, which had also been done three more times. Makaz crossed his arms as Sesamy flew towards him, he was just giving his younger sibling a few hits in. About two or three before he ended this rivalry and stopped him once and for all. "You know how SAD it is to see your brother suddenly come back and not even say a polite hello!? Jesus christ, atleast i have feelings.." Makaz said, smirking.
Sesamy stopped infront of him, glaring as his fist had bawled up. Sesamy had flown backwards, firing a barrage of ki blasts as Makaz had been hit. Several more coming as he had teleported through each blast, reappearing infront of the fat little majin and slapping him across the face. "STOP IT!!" Sesamy whined, makaz smiling as he slapped him repeatedly. Makaz stopping as Sesamy grabbed his arm, attempting to slap him. Which did barely a thing as the majin used his own strength and threw Sesamy into the air. "ROAR!", he'd say as he appeared out of nowhere. His knee ramming Sesamy into the ground, makaz stopped as he had realized something: Another power level was coming this way..even STRONGER! He could make out two other power levels nearby too..
"Hold on..would you please wait as i basically blow you UP?" Makaz said, sesamy struggling to get up. The Majin screamed in anger as beams fired from his eyes, Makaz had raised two fingers. A sudden explosion appearing as they had both been hit, sesamy being struck by the volcano explosion first. Makaz quickly recovering from that eye-beam attack.
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Post by King Yo on Jan 9, 2017 2:04:17 GMT
Tugging on his collar King yo got a little bit reluctant to venture closer to the two majin in their brawl. Their fight was increasing in seriousness and danger. Mojo continued forward however while Yo rode piggyback. “Jeeze what’s with these two flounders, they are really going at it. They might get someone killed, or worse, arrested.” They were closing distance as the two pink men fought above. Standing below them on the ground when their attacks crescendoed but left them both reasonably fine.
King stuck two fingers into his mouth and whistled loudly to get their attention. “Aye! What do ya fishers think you’re doing huh?” Yo demanded “Do you have any idea how close you are to the city?! Do you got a permit for this?! Do you understand what the BBA could do to you flounders?!” He shook his head and muttered down to Mojo’s ear “We got like 90% desert wasteland on this planet and they fight here.” Throwing his arms in the air now and nearly falling off his friend’s back “we have one little street fight and we got a seven hundred thousand fine. But these two get away with it Mojo! It’s bonkas!” The Majin only nodded “Bonkas.”
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Post by Deleted on Jan 9, 2017 6:07:04 GMT
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"What the hell, who is doing that?!"
The namekian's voice broke through the air as the whistle from down below shattered his concentration. It would only last an instant and Namorel was far enough away from the epicenter to avoid any long term damage, but he did listen as someone down below spoke, a quick scan of their energy showed their were stronger than most other beings that inhabited the area, but stood zero chance against the two other powers that were raging havoc on the city. Flying between the cities Namorel would spot the majin, their appearance reminiscent of the one he had encountered a while back, wreaking havoc among these very same islands, but far enough from the city to not pose a threat to anyone, but now... he was risking the lives of all of these people for a petty fight? There was only one way the namekian could properly settle this.
"Who are you and why are the both of you risking all of these innocent lives? That is an unforgivable act and I will not allow you to leave this place without redemption."
The namekian yelled as he launched himself forward, firing a small squadron of bees at the opponent, the creatures following Namorel's directions via ki sensing and seeking out their opponent to detonate on top of them. Namorel intended this to be a warning shot rather than hit both of them, if one were to be defeated so be it. A controlled explosion was better than something either of them surely would have done.
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Post by Majin Makaz on Jan 9, 2017 6:14:41 GMT
Majin Makaz had stopped, he looked down to see what appeared to be a small being and some sort of other majin servant. The Majin had then stopped as he heard another, a namekian he had remembered seeing from his early days. The one that came to save the girl, makaz would quickly see the warning, his brother being too distracted as Makaz had then turned. "WHAT the HECK? It's you at a TIME LIKE THIS?! Im literally dealing with a brotherly issue, and so far..you dont know my explanation? I didnt know my brother was actually strong enough to pose a threat, i just thought this would've been a two-hit combo! And so far we appear to have business..FIGHTING business." Makaz said, Sesamy looking distracted. This majin could sense ki, and as he felt Namorel's he had gotten afraid of what he could do to him..
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Post by King Yo on Jan 9, 2017 6:26:05 GMT
King Yo jumped out of his skin when Namorel flew in like some kind of superhero. Tumbling off his gargantuan majin and landing on his rump. "Oh no! Mojo, It's the fuzz!" Jumping to his feet he reached into his pockets and rummaged around. "...this won't end well nope nope" Mojo said before looking down at the zoonamite. "Come on buddy we gotta get the halibut out of here!" a capsule being pulled out of King Yo's pocket and popped open.
Tossing it to the ground before them both, a hovering pickup truck like vehicle appearing in a cloud of smoke. Leaping into the driver's seat King brought the beast to life. He reached out the window and smacked his hand against the side "All aboard! Mojo, let's scram!" Mojo leaping into the back and holding on just before King floored it and flew the heck out of there.
(Thread Exit; Zeni Please)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 9, 2017 8:28:12 GMT
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"A brotherly scuffle you say? Hmph, that still gives neither of you any reason to cause this degree of havoc to the city."
Namorel stood firmly by his opinion as he spoke to the two majin that had recently appeared before him. He knew little of the one he had never seen before, but there was the one that called himself Makaz, a prior scuffle told Namorel that this particular majin was most likely up to now good. On top of all of this he had not been having a very good time since his arrival on Earth. Now with this on top of everything, perhaps the tiny heroic act could make him feel a little better. Looking the two over s his bees exploded harmlessly nearby Makaz, the tiny colored guts of the creatures being the only debris that littered the area as the namekian had intended. Now turning his full attention to the two majin he would speak sternly, ready to settle this as swiftly and neatly as he could.
"Who will fight me first? I need a warm up and am eager for a scuffle. Whomever goes first will however forfeit their chance at a swift, painless death at my hands."
Namorel had already decided the fates of these two majin, little else could change his opinion, but the least one of them could offer him was to put up a fight, give him even the slightest run for his money, all the while this would solely be up to whichever one had a pair large enough to challenge this namekian to a full on fight, no bars held.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 9, 2017 14:47:34 GMT
Thread PL: 600 OOC: First DE on Victoria! Woo!
Nightwitch's Form | Victoria's Form |
Ever since Victoria began to indulge in her ‘extracurricular activities’ as Nightwitch, she hadn’t ever really dealt with anything more than your casual petty criminal. Here, however, the woman was given a prime opportunity to really get things going! It was admittedly a little strange that the woman behind the costume felt so excited about something awful going down. After all, innocent lives had been at stake here; with so many explosions ringing out as ki-users once again went out of control.
Victoria — who had conveniently been here in South City doing some last-minute loss assessment coverage for one of her final clients, was in prime position to respond to the din of combat. She didn’t think twice in finding a secure place to ‘transform’ herself into her Super Hero persona. With her magical capabilities, the woman found herself completely shortening her leg-length, silky black hair; it would soon come to be a sort of longer, spikier, more generous version of a pixie cut.
Her attire, too, changed. Her tight-fitting black outfit morphed into something more loose — something that looked far more mystical and ritualistic, without losing its elegant edge. Her glasses remained; her medallion remained. Victoria, however, looked much taller as thick, dark blue hand cannons formed at the back of her heels, as well as one in each hand.
With her hero get up fully in place, Nightwitch found herself shooting out towards the scene.
Nightwitch arrived through the air just in time to watch as the two, battling Majins ensued their havok, and were promptly put in place by a Namekian gentleman. The witch wasn’t familiar with any of the individuals present.
Setting herself down an equal distance from all the participants, forming a triangle with their positioning. The Namekian would go onto mention how reckless all of this was — and he was right. It wasn’t until he mentioned the ‘forfeit a change at a painless death’ that Nightwitch decided she really liked the cut of this guy’s jib.
“You’ve got the right idea,” Came Nightwitch’s voice. It lost Victoria’s silky quality, instead taking on a raspier, gruffer, darker tone — all without losing its feminine touch. Though that, as a whole, could work as a description for just about everything Nightwitch was.
Her left arm rose, pointing her hand cannon out at one of the Majins, “Though whoever caused this much destruction shouldn’t get off so easy.” The weapon’s trigger was squeezed, and a compressed blast of dark purple magic was sent hurling to Makaz's left knee, who was attempting to justified all of the destruction because he and his brother were ‘fighting’.Here comes that vigilante justice!
[N1] Black Rock Shooter fired at 33% at Makaz, aiming for his kneecap. 198 PL in that shot. 2/3 KP
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Post by Majin Makaz on Jan 9, 2017 19:40:22 GMT
Majin Makaz had looked at the two, noticing what appeared to be the truck that left, containing that weird majin and his master. So far Sesamy was already backing away from Namorel, the little fat majin ovbiously afraid of his death. Makaz had pushed his brother aside as he went forward, noticing another power rising up as a blast of dark energy had flown at his knee, hitting him and doing some effect that caused him to be sent back slightly. "OKAY then..you're BOTH going to try and kill me for this? Then i'll take BOTH of you on!" Makaz said as a purple aura rose from his body. Surrounding him and concealing most of his short form. "LET'S GET THIS GOING!" Makaz said, he'd then create a green blast in his hand. Firing it at the namekian.
------ Eraser Gun KP 2/3 PL: 4744 - -
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Post by Majin Presto on Jan 9, 2017 20:32:10 GMT
Thread PL: [147,589] Offensive PL: [737,945] Defencive PL: [1,328,301] Presto Arrives She wasn't sure if he had actually been causing trouble or not, this search was under the complete assumption that he had been though, he being Makaz and She being Majin Presto. After that incident with Tomoyo there was no way she would let Makaz out of her sight long enough to allow him to hurt others and depending on the situation she would also be rather pissed if he happened to get himself hurt. Unfortunately for him, if Presto found out he was indeed causing trouble, she might be the one hurting him. Looking back, Makaz was a majin so she probably won't kill him as it would be a pain to use enough power to blow him away a second time. When the area cae in sight, whether it was his fault or not Presto SAW him fire a beam at a namekian. In a swoop she appeared right in front of the Namekian, tanking the blast from Makaz. When the smoke finally cleared, she was fully visible, her eyes staring dead at Makaz. She looked back to the Namekian, and then the galactic patroller. "hmm..." She looked back to Makaz and started walking toward him, when she arrived close enough she would move her hand to smack him across the face then attempt to pick him up by his antenna. "That's for going into a fight without telling me, but it can get a lot worse if I find out you are the one that caused trouble here..." she paused looking at the majin "That's your queue to explain why exactly you are fighting." She looked back at the two others. "You can consider this little game over, after I find out what has happened here then we will see what happens and who gets hit by what"Presto tanks the eraser gun for Namorel KP [3/3]
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Post by Deleted on Jan 9, 2017 21:17:24 GMT
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"Look's like we have quite a bit of company."
The namekian spoke with a sarcasm in his voice. The first new power, a humanoid female with what appeared to be a superhero complex. Her power was not exceptionally high, but her commended her for running into the fight as blindly as she did. Firing at an attack at the majin, the female showed her side in this conflict. Moments later Makaz fired a blast at Namorel, the namekian preparing to deflect the attack, but in an instant another majin comes out of nowhere to completely negate the incoming attack all together and she did not seem pleased as she walked towards Makaz, slapping him across the face with a question seemingly aimed at him.
"My input may not be wanted here, but I was simply protecting the people below from the trouble he was causing."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 10, 2017 0:14:19 GMT
Victoria wasn’t well versed in sensing ki; her efforts were focused in the school of magic, not the school of combat. However, she dabbled. Because of her inability to sense ki, Victoria had no idea just how ridiculously outmatched she was compared to the smaller Majin, much less the other two warriors. She had always kind of read — or heard in gossip — that Namekians were mostly a very peaceful species; the idea that any of them would be the formidable fighter that Namorel was didn’t even cross her mind.
As for Majin… Well, they were considerably stronger than humans — most of the time, anyway. Their healing factor often gave them a considerable edge when it came to combat. The woman knowing fully what kind of a bother they could be — the incredibly malleable body they possessed made any kind of handcuffing or restraining utterly useless against them. When confronted with a Majin the Nightwitch always was forced to either knock them hard and consistently enough before handing them over to the authorities.
However, she hadn’t ever encountered a Majin that had shrugged off one of her bullets as this one had. That fact alone left a plastered scowl on her face. Something was wrong here. Was her Majin faltering? No, that couldn’t have been it; her ability with the arcane was as pristine as ever! As if that wasn’t impressive enough, there was the other Majin to consider — the one who took the full blast the troublemaker produced and came off without so much as a scratch. Through deduction alone, the vigilante was able to deduce just who was the real threat here.
The witch mother kept a mental note to watch out for that curvaceous Majin — she could mean trouble.
Still, being the relative greenhorn she was, the woman thought that taking another shot wouldn’t be too bad of an idea. The woman, shutting her left eye, extended her left arm. She took her sweet time aiming this one. Considering just how much the smaller Majin was rambling Nightwitch figured that she had all the time in the world — she knew just how much certain types of villains enjoyed rambling. It was one of the qualities that comic books seemed to have captured almost perfectly.
The cannon’s barrel began to glow with a strange purple color before another thick, fluctuating pellet of dark purple plasma-like magic whistled through the air. It had been aimed towards the rambling Majin’s open mouth. Maybe, if she scored a bullseye, she’d do some damage — maybe she’d win some sort of prize.
"That's a whole lot of talking to say very little." The raspy, gruff voice came to criticize, while her blast served to help shut him up a little.
[ N1] Black Rock Shooter FIRED - aimed at Makaz's open mouth while he was talking. Same damage number as above dealt. 1/3 KP Majin Makaz > @grace > Majin Presto > @namorel
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Post by Majin Makaz on Jan 10, 2017 0:27:13 GMT
Majin Makaz's eyes widened as he felt something, a large slap on his face as his attack had been deflected with his eyes in a widened surprise of fear and shame. The Majin looking up as he'd see her, someone like a caretaker to him..PRESTO. His wide eyes stopped as it turned into a glare, the fear still present as Makaz began shaking in anger with steam coming out of his ears. "I-IT'S YOU..WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" Makaz said, as he backed away a bit. "OKAY THEN! I guess im supposed to be the voice of surprise here but may i ask one thing. WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?! THAT ATTACK WAS JUST DEFLECTED AND NOW SHE'S INFRONT OF ME.." Makaz said in surprise, holding where he had been slapped at. The Majin then stopped, the steam disappearing as he had decided to explain this entire mess. "So..basically my brother decided to attack me out of jealousy all these years. We were fighting and i didn't expect the battle to be going on THIS long. THEN another pair showed up and appeared to be spectating, THEN the green freak showed up and tried to warn me AND him. I was going to attack him until the GODDAMN human appeared and blasted me in the kneecap. But..i dont really have one, so shrug. So far this ENTIRE thing has been an idiotic mess out of nowhere and you came here JUST while i was going to attack that person THEN you blocked my attack and stopped me. So far i've gotten angry over more things than i can count..THIS IS JUST TOO MU-", before Makaz could continue a bullet had suddenly flown into his mouth. Makaz having gasped as he'd stop, putting one finger up to signify a wait and then grasping his throat. He'd then turn to where the bullet was fired from, that Galactic Patrolmen, a look of anger coming from him as his uncontrollable shake grew in a worse way than others. "YOU FUCKING IDIOT! WHY THE HECK DID YOU TRY TO MAKE ME CHOKE!?" Makaz had said. Majin Presto
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