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Post by Wyntre Cold on Feb 26, 2017 2:48:01 GMT
Wyntre had been given a lot of time to think recently. But, more importantly, she had been given a lot of time to reflect. On death, on life, on the right to control, on government and on the nature of sentience. The desire for power, too. She had watched footage of Abzerute's deposal carefully. What had allowed Retsu, a scheming fool with no right to take the throne, to do exactly that? Surely, there were those who opposed him. And there were those who did so. Yet, he had taken the position (from another scheming fool with no right to the throne, the only difference being that Abzerute did some good for the Arcosian Empire) and had yet not been deposed. She watched footage of herself being murdered, by Zucceta, during the Invasion. She only felt a soft numb concerning this… did she want revenge? Did she want to have Zucceta dead, even though she is no longer the Saiyan monarch? Logically, yes, the universe would be better off without her. But would this be revenge, or would this be justice? If she killed Zucceta, would it be for her people or for herself? What about Habana? Justice and revenge both existed, neither were sets of the other and there is a definite distinction between the two. So what is it? She related the two scenarios. Is Zucceta worried about the state of the SSE with Habana left in charge? Wyntre would be. Her actions don't paint the most mentally-stable picture. Neither Zucceta nor Habana had any right to the throne; in their society, might makes right. Retsu was alike in that he hadn't the right to what he claimed, but the main difference between the two was that the Emperor was weak. Not weak when it came to governing, they're all like that, but physically weak. What had allowed weakness in a ruler? Was it because he was not made to rule? What of 'Nitrogena'? Her mind returned to think of the Saiyans. Zucceta was more powerful than Wyntre was, that was probably still the case, but why? Training, constant training and physical hardships. What gave Zucceta the right to rule? Her power? How she commanded respect and told her followers exactly what they wanted to hear? She soon pondered upon a more important question. What was it that gave Empress Wyntre the right to rule? Her family had ruled the Empire for millennia. Was that what gave her the right? Perhaps that was it. Or, perhaps she had the right because she would be the best at it. Retsu was strictly against local autonomy in the Empire, while Abzerute was an advocate. But, always, a balance must be brought up between extremes. Abzerute understood this, or at least Wyntre had hoped that he had, with a plan for a slow centralization of powers once the Empire had gotten its bearings in the works. "Test your way against mine, then, friend. We shall see whose truth wins this day!" announced the recording of Zucceta. Those were the last words, other than her own, that Wyntre had heard. The meaning behind those words was worrying. Wyntre's truth, otherwise known more simply as the truth, was recordable. You could prove it and there was evidence for it. Zucceta's 'truth' was not truth at all, but false dogma. It does not matter how much one believes that two plus two equals five, for it may never be the case, even if highly-specific quantum circumstances. It does not matter how much one believes in the Solar Saiyan Empire's ideology, for the demonstrably false cannot be made true by belief. She pointed this out on that day, making those the last words she had ever spoken before she had died. She compared this with the last words Abzerute had heard. I won't quite give you an exact quotation, but it went a little something like 'shut the [expletive] up', except in all-caps, in a large font size, containing an exclamation mark, with an uncensored expletive and in a reddish font color. If this pattern of what the last words Arcosian monarchs hear before death continues, the last words Retsu will hear won't be coherent in any sense of the word. That was enough. Perhaps she could more easily reflect with her body more properly strained. She was already in 150x gravity, but that doesn't accomplish much when sitting on the floor. Her finger came to her scouter. "Zexama , you know the drill. If I hear anything about Kiwano being injured again I'll send you to the naughty corner." A fate worse than death indeed. Power Level: 2,897,232.
Supressed Power Level 245.
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Post by Zexama on Mar 4, 2017 6:41:06 GMT
Zexama being a majin had no requirements of sleeping. Her body worked differently to the average life form. Unlike them, she only needed to rest when she wanted to or when she had been doing lot of fighting and needed to rest from the damage she had taken. Right now she was lying on her bed, simply because she wanted to. She was throw a small box up towards the roof while resting on her back. She gave a small smile as she just imagined the face of Kiwano when he saw what Zexama had took. She didn’t know herself, really. She just went into the Yellow Kiwano’s quarters on the ship, turned half his room into candy and took the palm sized box. She wondered what could be inside of it, it was definitely candy, but she still wondered anyway.
That’s when the speakers of the ship were activated and spoken through. ”WOULD ALL ZEXAMA GET THE GOD DAMN HERE... NOW!”[/b] Zexama gave a small chuckled before realising a small problem that would have been created. Zexama rolled her eyes, grabbed the box and walked out of the resting chamber. ”Good one Kiwano, now Wyntre’s going to get me trouble” Zexama threw the box behind her onto the ground and strolled off before hearing what sounded like glass smash, at the same time the box hit the floor. She looked at the messed up box and fashioned a pen and some paper before writing a note. ’I’ll fix it later, okay? Okay.”
Zexama made her way to the Gravity chamber, ready for another training session. She remembered yesterday and how straining it was, but they’d need to train more to take care of Arcose. ”Hey, Wyntre!” She walked into the chamber and saw Wyntre the middle of the room. ”Let me specify, I didn’t hurt Kiwano.
..physically...hopefully?” Zexama waved it off, it was time to train again. ”But nevermind that now, how are we training this time, same thing as yesterday or do you have something else in mind for today?” Zexama easily adjusted to the gravity considering what she went through last time she came here. After a few stretches she got into a battle pose.
Hang on, did majins even need to stretch? They’re just bubblegum like substances after all. It’s not like they have muscles which get cramped if you don’t stretched beforehand...right? The power of a majin came from a different source. Humans had the power inside of them, their Ki was focused on and unleashed through will power. Majins had magic to make their Ki. The wizards that created Zexama were actually able to extract the energy from an incredibly powerful majin from the past. Besides that, Zexama was ready to fight. She had no choice but to get stronger, to protect Arcose.
Base PL: A lot Effective PL: A lot a lot
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Mar 4, 2017 9:10:31 GMT
When Kiwano speaks in all-caps, you know it's Zexama's fault.
Before that, there was silence. Calm, almost. As if, for one moment, the Majin wasn't a bumbling mad thing ready to make everything worse. As if, for the smallest of instants, all was well. Really, the only thing that Zexama had going for her was how stupendously powerful she was. So, in the few remaining moments of peace, she thought about what she was going to be doing with the Majin for training. Perhaps... well, she had been using the protocol function quite a lot recently. Although, knowing 'you know whom', a mockery will be made out of it. It didn't particularly matter how it would happen, whether it be through candy, pink stuff, Kiwano's suffering, candy, destroying the Gravity Chamber or candy, but what was known was that it was a near-certainty. She only hoped that the negligible distance between near-certainty and certainty is what was chosen by the ravages of fate.
But, soon, all was lost. Because when Kiwano uses incorrect grammar and an expletive, in the same sentence, you know that Zexama did something just that little bit much worse than usual. This wasn't unexpected: Zexama has been acting inconsistently on a very consistent basis. It always got worse in a very predictable way, in the most predictable way. For, if she ever stopped being so annoying, there would be a great inconsistency with past behaviour. Wyntre really didn't mind if that happened. It would be refreshing, frankly.
She did not know what had happened. Nor, frankly, was it important enough to pay any attention to. What was important, though, was that it occurred. She entered. "If Kiwano complains to me about an incident with you one more time, actions will be made." Serious actions. Like, locking Zexama in a room until she does all the paperwork, properly, for Kiwano. Why would Kiwano, who isn't even in contact with the Arcosian Empire proper, do so much paperwork? Mostly because it's his hobby. We all need them. And, despite being hypothetically deprived of paper to sign, I'm sure he'd be of the persuasion that it was worth it after the revenge wrought across his great and pink enemy.
"I have had some ideas, yes. Mostly about the protocol function. Take a look at this... Activate Protocol: Eigengrau. Set Difficulty: Accurate." Around them unfurled Arcose in flames. There were Great Apes in the streets, and Zucceta doing her laughing exercises in the air. Fire, screams, agony. It was so horrible. It was so accurate. The technology was so precise. And, best of all, precautions have been made: the computer only reacted to Wyntre's words. It knew when Zexama has faking a voice, or shapeshifting, or just about anything else. Many, many precautions have been made. "Activate Protocol: Realigner. Set Difficulty: Accurate." Arcose disappeared entirely, leaving not the Gravity Chamber but, in its stead, Earth. To be specific, Earth during the Realigner Red incident, at the place when it happened. Actually, over there... the beginnings of the conflict could be clearly seen, just without Zexama present. As Wyntre knew all too well, two Zexamas is at least one Zexama too many. "Activate Protocol: Steel Serpent. Set Difficulty: All Enemy Combatants at 1PL." They were still on Earth, but somewhere else. Zucceta was here, Robo-Bing was here. With a single suppressed ki blast, the simulated Zucceta fell unconscious. "I have access to just about every seen event and every seen warrior. The computer is quite good at acting out on people's personalities based off of what it has seen from them. We can go through any of these, if you'd like, but I believe that making our scenario will be better. So, unless you object, I will face the Enemy Combatant Retsu. What about you?" The Computer, intelligent in its design, spawned a simulation of Retsu with a Power Level equal to her own. He was not talking and not fighting, waiting until the two were ready. The Computer, if allowed to trade data with Zexama's scouter, would decide to use the Scouter's rendition of the Lookout as the match's 'map'. If not, though, it would use the skies above Central City, as opposed to the skies below Central City, on the other side of the planet.
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Post by Zexama on Mar 7, 2017 1:10:11 GMT
What a bore. Zexama’s eyes rolled as she listened to Empress Wyntre talk about Kiwano being hurt by Zexama blah blah blah. Apparently actions would be made. Though, she didn’t specify that the actions would be good ones or ones that would involve depriving Zexama from all of her candy and releasing the inner beast inside of her that would turn the entire planet into candy as a plot of revenge. Probably the first one. “Don’t worry about it Miss Wyntre. I will vow to not hurt Kiwano while I am not hurting him. I promise Zexama only grinned at Wyntre before noticing that out of nowhere, enemies began to appear. She saw Arcose in the state of chaos. The Sayians taking over and destroying the planet that they were going to take back. She saw Evil Vi, Zucceta and… a robot version of Bing?
Zexama face scrunched up as she saw the robotic Bing. Wondering why on Earth Wyntre would pick a Robot Version of Bing as an enemy. Zexama, not knowing of the evil that the very real robo Bing caused, spoke out to Wyntre. ”Hahaha, a robot Bing. That’d be pretty funny if a robotic Bing came around, he’d sound all funny, like you!” With a Smirk Zexama continued to listen to Wyntre. She was now given the option to choose someone that she wanted to fight. She looked at the Robotic Bing, the Evil Vi-poi and the Queen of Sayian before thinking any other potential enemies she should train against.
The look of Realigner Red was so realistic it made Zexama feel nervous and only brought back memories of the time that Zexama was too weak to help Vi. She raised her hand into the air and shot a ki ball at Vi to knock him unconscious. Looking at the direction of Bing and Zucceta she saw the suppressed Ki ball from Wyntre flying towards Zucceta. Using her Ki she slightly raised from the ground before shooting over to the Ki ball and grabbing it into the palm of her hand. She announced to Wyntre. ”I pick Zucceta.”
Redirecting Wyntre’s Ki ball to robo Bing was all that was needed to knock the simulation into a puff of light. Looking at Retsu and Zucceta she smiled. She was ready for this fight, she didn’t even want to fight these simulations, she wanted to fight the real deals as soon as she could. ”Wyntre, I’m going to Arcose tomorrow. Unless you give me a reason not to I’m taking back the throne from that Retsu guy. He doesn’t deserve the title of Emperor, he’s leaving Arcose like a sitting duck.” Zexama took a breath in before facing Zucceta once more. She was going to destroy the simulation as if it were the real sayian.
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Mar 7, 2017 7:45:24 GMT
Depriving Zexama of any and all types of candy, even the ones she didn't like (if such a thing were to exist, that is), would be a suitable punishment for damages made against staff. Not just Kiwano, oh no, but any of the staff of the ship. That includes the doctors and medics who worked hard to get to where they are now, serving their past and potentially future Empress with diligence. That includes the humble guards, as well as the guards of the non-humble variety, who are merely doing their job and most certainly are not deserving of whatever dastardly machinations Zexama would have prepared for them.
Zexama's words meant nothing, even if they were true. Nothing such at all was said about anything else, really, there was only the assertation and promise that, at some point in which Zexama is not hurting Kiwano, she will vow to not hurt him. It could be argued, in a strangely self-circulating sense, that the vow in which she had promised to make refers to the promise, making the promise and the vow effectively one and the same. It makes sense when you are not thinking about it too closely, something which Zexama had never done in her entire existence. Perhaps, this would make sense to her. Perhaps this was why she said it. Either way, it was just kind of silly.
Unbeknownst to the Majin, Robot Bing was a thing. Knowing that the Majin did not know this was worrying. Either she A) was subconsciously forgetting having had learned of the incident in order to reduce the effects of trauma that might be imparted upon learning of the betrayal (cyborg induced or not) of a close friend, or B) reaaally needed to get out more. Or, you know, pick up a newspaper. Or look at the news from her scouter, or Z-phone, or computer. Surely her scouter would have told her? Oh, no matter. "... Ah, yes. How silly." She'd have to remember to deliver the appropriate newspaper to her room.
Zexama shot a ki blast at Red and knocked him out immediately. The simulated ally combatants moved about in simulated confusion, their simulated scouters and skills in ki sense showing that Realigner was as powerful as he was historically. She had chosen her foe, too. "Very well. Computer, Add Enemy Combatant: Zucceta. TransformationEnabled = 0. Zexama is now able to change the Power Level of Zucceta. However, for a default... the average of Zexama's offensive and defensive levels of power." Things were going well. This training session was looking up. And, then...
She opened her mouth to speak but reconsidered her words. What was the best way to convince her? Did she even want to try?
"Arcose is a vulnerable position. Retsu has made the situation horrible yes, and he's a horrible leader, yes, but the system may not react well to another change in leader. We need to... we need to allow the system some rest, to restore and strengthen its connections with itself. You can go to Arcose if you want to. You can even confront Retsu if you'd like, just don't kill anyone unless there's another Invasion and don't even attempt to depose anyone. You can defend it from places other than the Palace, you know." She chuckled lightly to herself. "Don't buy into his dogma of ignorance. Be wary of the 'Emperor's' political situations. And, most importantly, if you do go, take Brisk with you and have fun. Although, really, I suggest you wait until I have a little chat with the Administrator. I find he's one of the few sensible people left." Well, that was a detour in conversation if I've ever seen one.
"CombatAI = 1."
And with that, it started.
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Post by Zexama on Mar 9, 2017 21:10:01 GMT
Zexama sighs a bit as she realises that she was being a bit foolish. She still wanted to go over to Arcose and take back the Empire for Wyntre but it would be a bad idea to ruin the entire thing by murdering Retsu in cold blood. They had to do something, something soon. It would be too late if they let Retsu do whatever he wanted for too long. Wyntre announced that she wanted to speak with Vi-poi before we took any actions for taking back Arcose. Zexama nodded as she said that as she agreed it would be a good idea to get the advice or even help from the big robot dude.
”Fine, but I don’t want to stay here forever. I also want to find some new allies in case the SSE attack again. We have to be ready next time, we have to be able to fight back.” Zexama regretted to being able to take down the Tree of Might. They were so close as well. The candy princess turned her eyes to the simulated Zucceta. It stood still like a statue. Not blinking and not breathing it was hardly real. Zexama hated it.
Looking up at the Saiyan Queen her anger grew, the red in her eyes grew darker as she began to spoil with rage. Clenching her fist, her face scrunched slightly, her arm softly shaking. She opened her mouth and shouted with rage, releasing all Ki suppressions that had been applied. Her Ki flared around her creating a fluorescent pink glow to light the room. Her fist grew in strength as the Ki pumped around her body. Raising her arm she attempted to punch Zucceta directly in the gut with the full power of her arm.
The simulated Zucceta smiled a bit before her arm snapped to the position of Zexama’s, blocking it with ease. ”Wait wha-” Zucceta did not allow Zexama to finish questioning as she used her other arm to grab the back of the majin and then continue to thrust her knee into her head. Letting go of Zexama, her leg was in the perfect position after getting a clean hit in the face. The saiyan’s leg extended landing directly into Zexama’s chest sending her flying across the room and hitting the Gravity Chamber wall.
”Increase the Power Level of Zucceta” Zexama’s spoke with clear words. The attacks from Zucceta stood no chance against the defence of a majin. She jumped out of the indent placed in the wall and made her way towards Zucceta. She spoke spoke once again. ”Allow all transformations to be used in this fight.” The majin raised her right hand and released Ki blasts directed at the Queen to distract her before she came flying over to the sayian and grabbed her neck. Zexama’s permanent transformed power was not rivalled by Zucceta’s based. She slammed the neck into the ground and landed next to her waiting for another move or for her to transform.
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Mar 10, 2017 5:42:31 GMT
The importance of the Empire overshadowed her own. It overshadowed that that of Zexama. It overshadowed the earth. It was a force of order, just as the SSE was a force of chaos. Yet, chaos isn't always bad. And, if mishandled, order isn't always good either.
The Empire had lasted for millennia. Hopefully, it will continue for many more. Yet, to see it in the state that it was in at that time… she had to remember that non-interference would be best, at least for the immediate future. Or, perhaps not. She'd have to run the logistics, and by that it is meant that she'd talk about it with the Administrator.
"The SSE won't be attacking again anytime soon. Habana is too busy dealing with the Mazoku to care. She doesn't seem to harbour any hatred for our Empire, our people or our planet. She's attempting to pacify the rage of the saiyan spirit; if she succeeds, the saiyans will no longer be our enemies. She also has deep connections to Earth, a planet with ties to Arcose. Until she either goes mad or gets deposed, we don't have to worry about Vegeta. No, the problem, now, is less saiyan stupidity and more Mazoku megalomania."
Zexama had started to combat Zucceta. Wyntre gave the impatient Retsu a hand signal meaning 'wait', allowing her to watch the beginnings of combat with ease. The Lady had never been to the Lookout before, perhaps she would do so in the future. Either way, this map was indistinguishable from reality, unless one begins to sense ki without the aid of technology. She nodded at the Majin's words thoughtfully, as if planning something.
"Grant full control over Zucceta to Zexama. Maximum Power Level = 5,000,000. Lock status as enemy combatant. Oh, and, how about… IsBeingInvaded = 1."
Simulated Mazoku-style spaceships (otherwise known as stolen SSE/AE ships) appeared over the simulated earth's simulated cities. No need to get attached to the millions of simulated lives soon to undergo a simulated death. Lasers were shot from the heavens indiscriminately and with no regard for (simulated) life. Screams, shouts. Agony, simulated.
Now, the computer was quite clever when it came to things like this. It'd change things so that it was a hypothetical situation, not just unconnected characters thrown in a fight together. So, one would notice, Zucceta's battle armor was now clearly inscribed with a Mazoku symbol. So, then, either she gave up on being not a horrible person and decided to ally herself with Big Bad Green Man or was mind controlled into it. This version of Retsu (and only that version of Retsu, for all she knew) had allied himself with Xylo as well. In the far-off background you could see Xylo and his sycophants face off against the heroes of Earth in a conflict separate from that of our 'protagonists'. Bing, Vi-Poi, Captain Nova, Toma and others fought valiantly, a new hero called Pieter had just appeared, yet Xylo was still confident in his ability to win. It had seemed like a simulated hero had died already… Brisk's mauled (and simulated) body rested in its own crater, the first of many to die.
She looked to the 'Emperor'. Getting into character was fun enough. "Retsu, you coward. You've already brought ruination to your empire, yet you dare ally yourself with the Mazoku? Yet you dare attack Earth?" Funnily enough, Retsu was in an informal alliance with the Dominion. Yet, she did not know of this.
Retsu laughed to himself. "Oh, I wouldn't expect you to understand. The Empire is better under my command than it had ever been before!" This was demonstrably false. "Besides, at least I'm making alliances. That's more than you could ever claim." At this point Retsu was just making stuff up. They both knew so perfectly well. He smirked. "Don't act as if you hadn't wanted to blow up the earth at some point. This planet will be the jewel in the crown of my Arcosian Empire!"
She gave off a slight smile. "Oh? So it won't be owned by the Mazoku, then?" This was mostly rhetoric. She knew what he was going to say before he did.
"Oh, don't be ludicrous. I don't trust the Green Man to die properly, yet alone to honor his bargains. I'll defeat him and take over his Dominion. I will combine them into the Neo-Arcosian Empire and destroy the saiyans. Then, no one shall oppose me." Judging from his stance, he was fine with continuing the chat for a bit more.
"How could you possibly hope to defeat Xylo, then?"
"Isn't it obvious?" It was. Wyntre knew exactly what he was going to say, again. "I'll fight him on Namek and blow up the planet. I can survive in space, yet he can not." There were so many problems with that. So many.
"Of course, of course. So, I suppose, then, that you're telling me this because I couldn't possibly survive our battle?" The edges of his lips turned to point upwards in a smile. The slightest of nods were given. She chuckled to herself, a chuckle which turned into a laugh. Then, without any apparent reason, her laughing stopped and her demeanor toughened. "Let's see you try to put that plan into practice, now, shall we?"
The two sped towards each other. She wasn't particularly aware of where Zexama and Zucceta were fighting, but it would have had little effect on her own conflict and as such she ignored the two entirely for the time being.
Immediately, the two began trading blows. "I am as powerful as you are, O Royal One. What gives you any more right to rule than I?"
"Because," she said, knocking him away with a headbutt to the head, "I am not an idiot, among countless other reasons. Tell me, what did it feel like when you deposed Abzerute? When you had your lapdog murder him with inappropriate language?"
This visibly shook him. His confusion allowed for an undefended blow to the gut. "You… you know about that? How?"
She laughed lightly, giving him a bit more space. "I am the rightful Empress of Arcose. I have my connections."
Retsu rushed in angrily, hitting harder than before. She didn't quite expect it and got knocked back a considerable distance. "Have I hit a nerve? It worries you that I still have some power over Arcose. It should."
"Shut up!" His rage lead to a vulnerability. Nigh-immediately she grabbed ahold of his tail and managed to cut it off with a precision death beam.
His screams were a lot like that of the simulated innocents below, only noticeably closer. Blood spurted from where a tail used to be. "Disable Enemy Combatant: Retsu. Enable Enemy Combatant: Demon (Mazoku)."
The Computer, intelligent in its designs, had the demon combatant come from the invasion below instead of popping into existence. It had white skin, not unlike an Arcosian's, and streaking green hair arranged to fit into the shape of ram horns. Or, may e they were just green ram horns with a hair-like consistency? Either way, it was very smug-looking.
They entered their fighting stances.
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Post by Zexama on Apr 7, 2017 11:19:11 GMT
A fight was bound to brew between the majin and the saiyan queen. Their Ki flowed through their bodies as the air around them lit up miraculously. The image of Zucceta gave a small smirk as Zexama clenched her fist with hatred towards the murderer. There were words needed to be spoken. As the two warriors stood on opposite sides of the gravity chamber. Force constantly pulling them towards ground while the floor of the chamber pushed back, creating immense pressure on the Pink Majin. Zexama body adjusted the pressure enough that she could think straight while feeling relaxed, regardless of the evil queen effectively staring directly into the soul of the majin child. The queen of saiyans made the first move.
The queen’s feet raised from the ground by the power of the Saiyan’s Ki disregarding the sheer force of the gravity upon her. A chuckled followed as she hoped to break the defence that Zexama barely manage to create. As physical fighting had hardly started between the two the mental battle was already very underway as the pressure from both the gravity and the queen was pushing Zexama’s mental magnitude to its very limits.
The memories from the day on Arcose when the Tree of Might took the planet’s life through the command of Zucceta. The memories of death and the emotions that came with them were pressing against her as they tried to break free into Zexama’s thoughts. The laugh of the queen echoed through the majin’s mind, but it wasn’t enough, Zexama was better than this, she was ready to break whatever you could break in a simulation. She opened her eyes and faced her opponent with a stern, serious face with no intention to show mercy to the face saiyan queen.
Just like Zucceta did before, Zexama raised from the ground with the power of her own Ki and slowly approached the queen. In the attempt of sensing one of the warrior’s Power Level would reveal that both of them are decreased to a tiny fraction of their full power. Zexama raised her left hand with right hand ready to block anything that Zucceta would try to do. In theory, it was a great plan...in theory. Zexama was too slow to react to the instant transformation of Zucceta into a Super Saiyan. What she tried to block was a far more powerful attack than was predicted.
She natural ability to defend allowed her to very quickly adapt to the attack and raise her power level to the same as her saiyan enemy’s. The punched aimed at the side of her was grabbed by her right hand and absorbed the her body before she then used right elbow to smash it into the upper arm of the saiyan before pushing their punching arm away and backing off a little. “That’s enough Zexama. Stop wasting time, majin.” She glared at the Saiyan queen with a mind completely filled with hatred for the actions that the really Zucceta was responsible for committing.
With both Zexama and Zucceta back in their original positions they were in a stalemate waiting for one another to commit to an action that could be contradicted against. Zexama softly rubbed the right side of her body as she realised the extent of damage that was actually inflicted to her body. Even if her majin body was incredible at absorbing damage and defending from attacks, she wouldn’t be able to do any more stupid stunts like the one she just pulled off then.
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Apr 20, 2017 13:04:45 GMT
"What are you supposed to be, then? Miscolored fairy floss on stilts?"
That earned a chuckle. It was true that his hair was large and had a strange consistency, perhaps reminiscent of fairy floss. Yet, even this made him no less intimidating. "Your insolence will not go unpunished, Lizard. You mock Lord Furosu of Fury Rock."
Ah, yes, 'Fury Rock'. It was an area of Hell, almost a town, where demons could evade the watchful eye of ogre authority. It had originally been called 'Fairy Rock' before demon settlement; the reasons for its rename became obvious when you take in account the common demon's desire for edginess.
"Congratulations are in order, then, for you hold dominion over not an ordinary rock, but a slightly cross one. Truly, the height of demonic hegemony stands before me in all of its candied, hair-horn brilliance."
His skin, its skin, was much like her own or that of any other Arcosian. Yet, this was most certainly not an Arcosian. It had no tail and, as people would surely have noticed sooner than that, had the facial features of an earth-lion. Also, hair. Voluptuous green waves of hair that almost reached his torso from behind and stayed in place as horns upon his head.
"You insult me like a poet. I am honored to receive such wit, honored to hear the last words you will ever utter. Will you do me a favor, my fair lady, and surrender?"
She lightly put a hand over her mouth and feigned laughter. They both knew what her answer would be, they both knew that any speech between the two didn't really amount to anything and they both knew that combat would soon erupt between them. "Oh? Do be honest, what would happen with me then?"
"You will be slaughtered for sport!" Furosu exclaimed as his hand made a crushing motion. His answer was an improbability: if she surrendered herself to the Mazoku Dominion, they'd use her to garner support and control over the Arcosian Empire. That'd never happen, of course.
"No, no, Furosu, you don't understand. When I said 'be honest', I meant 'say exactly what I want to hear'."
His face shifted as if he were a robot and a really small worker bot inside of it pressed the 'angry face' button, but it took a while to load and didn't quite work out right. "That's Lord Furosa to you, Lizard."
You've already said lizard once before, she stopped herself from voicing, is your vocabulary truly so limited?
She looked over to Zexama. She seemed to be doing decently against Zucceta, for which she was silently thankful.
"What's the matter, Princess? Are you truly so scared of beginning our fight?"
I could end this fight in one move, before it has even begun. It was true, sure, but only with a technique that she wasn't going to use in a simulator like such.
She gave the nod to begin.
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Queen of the Evil Space Monkey People Special Item: GPW Universal Championship Belt
PL: 415,489
Dark Power(x4); M.SSj(x14); U.SSj(x18/12), SSJ2 (x27)
Zeni: 0
Tag: @habana
Posts: 1,374
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Post by Queen Habana on Jun 24, 2017 7:10:48 GMT
(x150,Soc) Wyntre | WC: 3785 | PL Gains: 7381 | New PL: 259,645
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Capper Hofferson
Moderator
PL: 20
Zeni: 61,743
Tag: @sketch
OOC Name: Sketch
Posts: 833
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Post by Capper Hofferson on Jul 15, 2017 0:53:25 GMT
Zexama | WC: 2,024 PL GAINS: 3,643 OLD PL: 222,561 NEW PL: 226,204 |
Adding now.
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