Shemha
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Post by Shemha on Mar 22, 2017 20:16:06 GMT
As the machine activated and the gravity within the massive dojo adjusted, Shemha watched the four of them and how they reacted. It was odd to see things through four sets of eyes, her multi forms telepathically connected when not stressed by combat or other outside factors. She made a note to practice with the strange state of awareness in the future; this was a relatively new technique for her after all. There were many potential applications such a skill could have.
Purika was the first to make a move and the version of Shemha across from him followed suit. To fight so close to one another would be detrimental as even this far apart, there was a potential for crossfire. Personally she planned to keep it to a minimum, but combat often presented unforeseen scenarios.
A good distance from the others, Shemha hesitated only for a moment before she took the offensive. Out of all of them Purika possessed the most strength and by his claim, the most experience with gravity. Times ten didn’t appear to have any effect on him, yet standing in enhanced gravity and fighting in it were worlds apart. A small smirk on the Majins face was the only indicator she gave before attacking.
She took a head-on approach, light footsteps taking her on a direct path for the Saiyan. Unaware of his style and technique, she didn’t mind her move being easy to read. What she wanted was to see what he chose to do. To be fair though, with each step she took towards him, her power decreased. Reined in by her ability to suppress her own strength she was nearly even with him by the time she drew within striking range. Only then did her left foot press to the floor in order to leap, right leg swinging around for a kick aimed at his right shoulder. Reinforced by Ki, the strike was far more powerful than it looked.
(Shemha suppresses her PL to 43,066/54,550 and uses [N1] Deceptive Strike on Purika for 14,211 PL worth of damage!)
2/3 KP Remaining
Across from Shukaku, Shemha continued to study the bulky version of her kin. Still impressed by his physical stature, she felt no rush to engage him as he struggled to adjust to his first time in enhanced gravity. Beating him around the room was pointless if they looked to grow stronger, he wasn’t Saiyan. Still she looked to engage, but in conversation as he took time to get things under control. With a casual stroll she closed the distance between them.
”Tell me Shukaku, where is it that you originate from? I do not mean to pry unnecessarily, but it’s rare to meet another Majin on Vegeta especially.” Head cocked to the side as she drew closer, Shemha began to suppress her strength. She outclassed him, that was clear and that coupled with this being his first experience in a gravity chamber, there was no way her full strength would provide him an adequate opponent. Shemha held back until he gave an indication he was ready, focused on conversation instead.
(Shemha suppresses to a PL of 8,534/10,809!)
3/3 KP Remaining
The tall Namekian struggled at first, the wobble in his legs a common indication that the gravity enhancement tested someone. Like with Shukaku, the Shemha squared off against the green man held her ground as he gradually adjusted. She inspected him as she waited, his stature equally impressive to that of Purika, a solid warrior with the potential to ascend.
About to ask if he was ready, he beat her to the punch. Anxious to see what his kind offered in combat (for she fought few in her time) Shemha realized how rude she had been to him, she didn’t even know his name.
”Forgive me, but I do not believe I caught your name. Are you willing to share it?” She asked. Perhaps there was a reason he kept it hidden, some sort of desire to remain anonymous until he found her worthy of the information. A secretive woman herself, she understood that and respected it if it was his decision. However, it was very like he hadn’t shared it simply because she was yet to ask.
Regardless of his answer or lack thereof, she would shift sideways. Left arm tucked behind the small of her back, right arm shifted forward. With a deep breath she shoved her energy levels down to match his. She wanted a fair fight…well mostly. When she was ready, her right hand rotated and she beckoned for him to come at her.
(Shemha is ready to fight! Her PL has been suppressed to 5,724/7,250. Not sure if that was your PL when you entered the thread because you didn’t state it so I just matched it to your current PL which will work just fine!)
3/3 KP Remaining
How funny it was that they now stood together on Vegeta. Not so long ago Shemha was the one who sought the Guru out with the desire to train on Namek. Through his grace and generosity she was gifted with his wisdom. That knowledge allowed him to unlock a torrent of power that lay dormant within her. It was funny that she would now train him, but also so very appropriate. Why she helped save him from Walker’s treachery, his planet was left behind. Loyal to those who showed her loyalty, Shemha would not rest until Namek was safe once more.
Those thoughts aside, she smiled when he proclaimed himself ready for her. He possessed his own skill set as did she, but her combat role was limited against Walker to that of a supporting actor. Now it was time for him to see what the powerful Majin was truly capable of. He was small, young and someone she respected, but that did not mean she would pull her punches.
From in front of him she vanished, utilizing her full speed to position herself at his side. Eyes shifted to the left to meet his, the smile she wore a moment ago was replaced by a grin. ”Are you sure?” Shemha questioned as her left hand grasped the collar of his outfit. A simple jerk ripped the Guru off his feet and sent him tumbling through the air. Only after launching him did she begin to suppress her signature, rocketing into the air in his wake. That was a bit of a cheap shot, but one meant to separate them with the honest belief that he would correct his course before he met the wall.
(Shemha tosses Accordio to the other side of the dojo before suppressing her power to 45,533/57,675 and giving chase!)
3/3 KP Remaining
(OOC: So yeah, if this format works for you guys let me know. I figure this is the best way to post it and make it clear what sections apply to each opponent. I figure if you all want the Posting order can now be Shemha – then all of you in any order as you’re each fighting one clone. It might help to speed things up!
Also I figure we use KP and FYI Shemha’s suppressed PLs puts all your PLs at 79% of her defensive trans so you have an slight uphill battle my friends!)
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Post by Purika on Mar 22, 2017 22:35:39 GMT
Purika stood in place, watching from a distance as Shukaku and Gastro both struggled to stand up because of the gravity for a few moments. He should've had them train under gravity sooner, but it was too late for that now. He looked over to the now ex-Guru which quickly got up after he fell. He remembered something, Accordio said that he'd been exposed to this kind of gravity before, so it must not have been a problem for him, and it definitely wasn't a problem for Purika, as he'd been all the way up to 120G beforehand.
Purika now turned his head towards one of Shemha's clones that already started to approach him. Purika prepared himself. Now he was going to do a thing which he thought he'd stopped doing, which was getting in a fighting stance. They proved useful, so he developed his own. He didn't have a problem fighting in 10G either, as he did so for about an hour in 120G, which was quite an amazing feat. This sure was going to be an interesting fight, it would greatly help them in preparation for upcoming battles with the Mazoku.
Then, she sprinted straight towards him, not swerving to the side or anything. Purika had a determined look on his face until his senses starting to kick in. He sensed that Shemha had suppressed how much of her strength she used. Well, the clone that is, or was it the real one? They could've all been the real one for all he knew. A grin appeared on Purika's face as she leaped and sent a kick hurtling towards his shoulder. Purika could tell that this was no ordinary kick by using his senses, but one reinforced with her own ki! Purika wasn't surprised she was starting off easy.
Those were some fancy moves. Purika quickly redirected some ki to his right arm as a whole, forming a thin but strong barrier around it, just enough to stop the incoming kick [Technique Used]. The thin barrier gave off a crimson hue on his arm as he directed his forearm to intercept the kick, which is exactly what it did. The kick caused a shockwave to be given off at the impact site of the attack. Purika stood his grown, chuckling under his breath. Both techniques canceled each other out and Purika was protected.
As soon as her leg collided, Purika would move his palm around to grab her leg. Then, he pushed his arm forward at supersonic speeds, intending to throw her like a spear onto the floor, jumping back a bit, looking over to her. "That was a good one." Purika would say.
[N1] Ki Barrier [14,212] [33%] Used! 2/3 KP Remaining |
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Post by Accordio on Apr 2, 2017 0:01:34 GMT
After making his declaration that he was ready for her, he was not even remotely ready for what was to happen, as she went full force in lifting him up. Before even recognizing what had just happened, a green child sized bullet was seen in the chamber being hurtled at high speeds towards the wall. With a deafening thud, Accordio's body slammed right into the walls of the dome room. Wincing with absolute pain, the child's body slid down the wall slowly as he let himself recover from the attack while on the ground of the room, on all fours as the wind which left his body returned.
"Ow..." Accordio breathed out heavily, "that... Was utterly... Oh Porunga that sucked."
Spending a good twenty seconds feeling completely winded, Accordio pulled himself to his feet to find the Majin woman standing before him, finally lowering her power to somewhere around the child ex-guru's level. Shaking his head and slapping himself a bit to bring himself back to normalcy, his mind went to work as to how he could combat Miss Shemha. Recalling her elastic body, he considered that both of their stretchy bodies were equal at best. At worst, Miss Shemha's body could contort and twist however she liked, which gave him a bit of a disadvantage in this facet.
That left him with another idea, something he never thought he could use in an offensive manner, a thing he was taught to use ever since he was created by his bigoted creator. Smirking a bit, Accordio rolled his neck around as he launched a punch at Shemha from across the room, letting his arm stretch towards her in order to aim and slam into her face. In the meantime, he used his energy to create an item above, letting his training as a Dragon Clansmen find new uses. Using his powers rather quickly, he was able to create a net above Shemha, letting gravity do the work as it aimed to fall and entrap Shemha.
Not knowing whether or not this would distract her enough, Accordio spent the next amount of time used for her to try and escape that encasement by letting his powers run wild, pushing his own training to the limit by creating more and more. Creating pillars and wall out of energy to litter the section of the dojo Accordio and Shemha were in, creating a couple of basic weapons such as staves and shields, even hooks on the domed ceiling to which they could all use to their own advantage. Even creating raised sections of ground to make the fight more dynamic, as a blank training chamber was rather dull.
"This is just me setting up the stage, hopefully you like it," Accordio chuckled as he ran behind one of the walls, picking up one of the staves that he created for his size. Though, there were a couple staves that were Shemha sized too. Going so far as to close his own eyes as he was going to let his ability to sense energy to take over, wanting to make this more challenging than it already was... And waited in anticipation for Shemha's next move.
[UT] Magic Materialization used to create random walls, pillars, dented and raised floors, hooks in ceilings, wood staves and wood shields...
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Post by Gastro on Apr 2, 2017 0:47:26 GMT
Alright well, Gastro wasn't exactly completely ready. He still didn't really test his combat prowess in this environment at all, he needed to if he didn't want to seem like a fool in this area. As such he started with right and left jabs, they weren't exactly fast per say but still doable in this environment. Next, he tested the other kinds of punches the straight, body blow, and hook the punches were slower than the jab for obvious reasons but still can be used effectively although the hook was slower then the three. He ended the punches with a right and left uppercut which was way to slow in this environment Gastro expected this since uppercuts were the slowest punches. He then did his kicks testing them all out some being slower than others and his combat testing was complete.
It seems like the others went on their fights immediately, Purika setting up a barrier and all that. While the namekian Accordio using the namekian body and conjuring a weapon."Dang, I kind of want that." Now Shemha came to him to ask about his name."Ah sorry forgot to introduce myself I'm Gastro of the warrior caste." It seemed like it was time to brawl Shemha getting into her stance while Gastro....
Immediately went into the action bolted towards Shemha now in fighting mode, he solely focused on Shemha and no one else and was about to reach her and try and send a punch in fact he was doing the motion for it raising his right fist up and sending it flying at Shemha, but it was a bluff he instead jumped above Shemha and stretched his left arm hoping to grab Shemha arm that was behind her. If this actually succeeded then he'd go and reel her to him raising his right arm balling it into his fist and sending it zooming at Shemha face!
(sorry it took so long!)
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Shemha
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Post by Shemha on Apr 3, 2017 17:25:11 GMT
(OOC: Seeing as Shukaku is away, we will continue without him. Anytime you want to join back in Shukaku, feel free! Until then that Shemha will hold her ground.)
It was time to see what Purika was made of. The strongest of the group, Shemha expected the most from him. The SSE needed to grow stronger and only through dedication would those under its banner advance to meet the demands of the Empire. As the new Commander of Vegeta’s military forces, she felt personally responsible to make this happen. Through Habana’s will the Solar Saiyan Empire’s image was to be reborn and through Shemha’s strength of arm, its soldiers sculpted.
The Saiyan was prepared for her and she was glad to see it. Foot empowered by Ki, the Majin struck with the full intent to send him flying, his well being none of her concern. An upturned armed intercepted her kick though and a glimmer of energy revealed the barrier that protected it. Her own momentum canceled out as she hung in the air it allowed him to grasp her ankle with a rotation of his wrist. Grip strong, the muscles in his arms flexed and thrust forward to send her the way she had come.
Plenty experienced she was quick to react. Tucking her arms and legs in, her body lost its shape for only a second, but within that time she shifted and altered the angle at which she flew. Instead of her back or head hitting the ground, her feet did. Bare soles slide across the tile as she met the surface, the friction enough to stop her short trip several yards from him.
”You’re fast.” Shemha complimented. ”But I would suggest a better counter attack than simply throwing your opponent away.”
Right hand clenched into a fist, she rushed forward again with the plan to slug him right across the jaw. That was how she sold it anyway, movements made obvious to indicate she might try for such a strike. However, as she drew within range, her right foot planted to stop her advance and with a whip of her head, the long tentacle atop it snapped forward. Aimed for his left ankle, the extra appendage looked wrap it up tight. If successful Shemha would then jerk her head back in the hopes of tossing Purika across the dojo.
(No KP used! 3/3 KP remaining!)
Shemha apparently misjudged her own strength. The speed at which Accordio flew across the facility did not allow him adequate time to halt his flight before he slammed hard to the reinforced wall. A slight wince shifted the Majin’s shoulders in response to the impact, but when he began to rise she relaxed. It was true she was not against injuring him, but she hoped to do so later on in the session after they had both benefited from it.
Actually about to see if he was ready to proceed, she found herself snapping her head to the side in order to dodge his elongated arm. The punch clearly aimed for her face went just wide of it. She felt the breeze as it passed just to the left of her glowing eye. If she had hair, it would have shifted. As easy as it was to avoid, it wasn’t his only attempt to slow her. Focused on him she didn’t notice the net until it settled over her.
Weighted by the enhanced gravity it immediately dropped her to a knee.The attempt to restrain her was creative, but a wasted one. With a simple thought her body flowed upwards and through the net to let it drop beneath her feet. One hundred percent malleable, restraining devices rarely worked on her.
Curiously enough the young Guru took the opportunity to reshape their section of the battle field. Redesigning it as he saw fit, she watched the little project with a smile. His creativity was impressive, but she hoped he had much more to offer.
”Its different, I will give you that. However, I hope you do not plan to try and hide behind these walls Accordio.” Shemha chided, her tone almost playful. It was rare for her to allow such an inflection in her voice, but with those she trusted she felt less of a reason to conceal what she truly felt.
Locked onto his energy signature despite the fact he was out of sight at the moment, Shemha’s right hand lifted into the air. Her sharp nails began to glow, energy gathering there for a moment before she let the appendage drop. That red glow transformed as her hand fell, four arcs of red energy send in his direction. Designed to cut instead of explode, they sliced their way towards him through the materialized walls.
([N1]Rend used! 2/3 KP remaining!)
Gastro. Shemha logged the name with the rest. The Namekian was new to her, the only one of his kind she really knew being Accordio and his guardian Lusca. Far larger than them his association to the warrior caste was not exactly a surprise. For a moment she wondered how the two cultures.might mix now that a number of Namekians called Vegeta home. It was not likely to be permanent, but it might be some time before the Guru and his people would be able to return home. Lord Xylo would keep his stolen throne for now.
”The pleasure is mine, Gastro.” Shemha greeted with a small smile and just like that combat began.
His feint caused her head to shift in anticipation, but there was no real strike to grab. Instead the green man lifted himself into the air before an extended arm clutched her wrist. Suppressed to his level, his strength was more than adequate to rip her from her stance and into the air. The speed at which his armed reacted and brought her up towards his other fist left her no time to avoid the blow. Gastro’s knuckles connected with her face and the forced snapped her head back. A small audible groan escaped her, but that was all. Had she a spine, it would have likely been broken. She was durable though and almost instantly her head reshaped to a position cocked sideways of his still extended fist, her lack of a bone structure allowing her body to shift and change freely.
”My turn.” The Majin declared as her free arm shot forward. Fingers curled into a fist, the uppercut that shot towards his stomach packed far more power than a normal blow. Ki infused into her knuckles, the strike was meant to launch him into the air above the tiled dojo floor. If successful she would be quick to follow, aura ablaze as she assaulted him with a barrage of punched and kicks. Their fight was now airborne.
(Shemha takes the punch to show how durable she is and strikes back! [N1]Deceptive Strike used for 1,908 PL with if damage and if successful, Shemha follows up with a barrage of strikes!)
2/3 KP Remaining
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Post by Purika on Apr 5, 2017 12:30:44 GMT
Purika would nod at the recently appointed Commander's statement. He was in a fight, what was he thinking? He would have to go all out in a real battle, so why not do that here and have himself a bit of fun? Saiyans loved to fight after all, and he was doing just that. Purika would catch what was going on between the other Shemha that was fighting Accordio, who seemed to be summoning objects out of nowhere.
It had to be magic, which was something Purika barely knew about. Purika was still focused on his own battle, though. His senses detected that Shemha was approaching him, causing him to look over at her. He looked at her balled fist, preparing himself for the upcoming strike. This was not the case, though. She paused quickly before the antennae on her head swung towards his leg, the grip being successful.
He wasn't expecting that, that was for sure. Before Purika knew it, she threw him across the dojo, returning the favor from when he threw her. Purika tried to pause himself in mid-air, still being thrown but at a slower rate than before, soon coming to a complete stop. He threw his right arm forward, fingers pointed straight for Shemha. As soon as he did so, ki channeled itself through his limb before crimson ki shot out his fingertips in the shape of beams that spread out before zeroing in on Shemha.
These were meant to explode on contact. A grin came to Purika's face as he launched the beams. This wasn't all he was going to do, though. He channeled some ki through his left arm, it accumulating a crimson red hue from the abundance of ki in this arm. Quickly after ki would wrap around his arm, this time being visible from the outside. It would appear as a blob of ki at first before it started to sharpen into a blade of ki, meant for slicing.
He knew majins could regenerate, so this shouldn't be a problem for Shemha. Purika lowered his right arm to his side as the beams left his fingertips fully, getting in a combat stance before launching himself at Shemha with his arm above his chest. Purika was in for a good fight.
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Post by Accordio on Apr 10, 2017 19:12:08 GMT
Still having his eyes closed, he could make out the flaring form of Shemha's energy within his own mind through these walls, laden with his own lines of spiritual energy in order to give him some sort of idea as to where each wall was located. Calming his breath down, he could feel the words Shemha spoke echo throughout the air, playful and joyful was the tone in which she spoke in. He could feel her energies in multiple spots in the room, but the only one that mattered at the moment was the level of strength that was equivalent to his own. Standing behind the wall, he contemplated on how to make the first move, but it seemed the red rubber woman was taking the initiative first.
Knowing full well she could stretch, it came t no surprise to him once she felt her energy stretch out from her, heading straight for him. It was filled to the brim with a dangerous energy that could easily wound him, that is if he wasn't prepared to take it down. Building up energy in his hand, he was starting to get used to tapping into the aspect of void, a dark swirling mass starting to take form in his hand as he took a couple steps away from the wall. Waiting patiently until the Majin woman's hand cleaved right through the wall, slicing through it as it kept travelling for the ex guru.
Lifting up his left hand, he slammed it right against Shemha's fist, a dark void expanding around the Majin's fist, the young guru having taken a liking towards his dark hole defenses technique. The void drained the energy out of Miss Shemha's attack, leaving her body to be quite inert with energy, making it safe to touch. Smirking, he used the hole that Miss Shemha created with her attack, the young green alien sped through the hole, racing towards the Majin woman.
Racing besides her arm, he sensed one of the poles he had formed on the ground. Letting his own foot hook underneath it, he kicked it right up into the air in order to grasp it in his hand. With wooden staff in his hand, he lifted himself up into the air, tossing the pole straight at Shemha's waist. Not stopping there, Accordio rolled his head around as he got his fists ready. Pulling them backward, he started to use his Namekian Elasticity to begin a simple punch rush, his green arms stretching to punch into the body of Miss Shemha, Accordio was wanting to see how much he had improved since the encounter with Walker, wanting to go from doing nothing to being a valuable asset.
[N1] Dark Hole Defense used against [N1] Rend, both of euqal PL and cancelling each other out.
[UP2] Superior Barrage used, using 66% of his PL.
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Post by Gastro on Apr 10, 2017 20:34:05 GMT
Gastro grinned with satisfaction, the blow to the head would've surely done some major damage to Shemha! Gastro had this in the bag if he kept on combos like this, but it was mostly shocking that Shemha couldn't take that surprisingly. "Heh I've got thi-" Oh. She had regeneration. Damn. Gastro just realized that as she quickly recovered with barely a scratch on her and proceeded into the attack.
Gastro quickly raised his arms as they crossed each other right arm over the left, to make an X shape. He went to block that uppercut, the punch smashing into his block Gastro was calm about this and expected to block it, but it seemed as if his hands were shaking and slipping apart no wait this wasn't an ordinary uppercut! It was too late Gastro thought his eyes sprang up surprised not expecting the power of the punch as his block was completely broken and was wide opened, the uppercut now proceeding to break into Gastro stomach as he was sent flying shocked still about the unexpected power of the punch!
Gastro wheezed a bit, not being prepared for the next barrage of punches as he was assaulted again by a barrage of punches and kicks! This went on for about three seconds as Gastro was being hammered until he finally got back into reality. A spark of light lit up into his eyes as he saw the next punch and quickly ducked to avoid it he quickly went backward started to weave around the punches some hitting him and then raised his arms to block some. He kept on blocking the hits but knew he had to send some assault otherwise he'd lose! As such the next hit he lowered his guard and jumped back to avoid the next assault of punches. "You know you aren't the only one that can do that!" Green energy filled his right arm he channeled all that energy into his fist as he bursted with energy Gastro gritted his teeth, his eyes were now burning with determination as he raced forward! He was going to swing his right arm the one with green ki but..he swung with his left! Hoping to hit Shemha in the gut, if this worked he was going to try and use his right leg to kick Shemha legs and make her trip, and then followed it up by raising his right arm glowing brightly with ki and crash it down on Shemha gut with all of his might!
[N1] Mighty punch used! PL of it is 1,908
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Shemha
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Post by Shemha on Apr 11, 2017 19:25:55 GMT
The long tentacle atop her head was for all tense and purposes, a third arm. Capable of gripping objects, firing blasts and supporting her weight if need be, the Majin’s “hair” was often disregarded by her opponents…that was until it got the better of them. Today it seemed to be the case with Purika as well. Unprepared for the sudden extension of the tendril, the end of it cinched around his ankle and with a powerful jerk of her neck, the Saiyan was tumbling through the air.
Silently she chuckled at the toss, so soon after scolding him for not providing a follow up to his own throw. Was it purposefully hypocritical or did she ignore her own advice? Whichever of those were true, the combat didn’t slow as the Saiyan righted himself in midair. His ability to come to a stop and launch that barrage of energy beams was a perfect example why a warrior should always follow up her attack.
Her legs tensed and Shemha shot forward towards her sparring partner at full blast. For a moment it appeared as if she would let the beams slam into her and she planned to just take the hits, but at the last second she doubled her speed to shoot between the converging energy beams. With their target gone, the attacks collided and collapsed upon one another as the Majin continued on her way.
Ever alert, she saw him create that blade along his forearm and made note of the fact as she approached. With the velocity at which she travelled and the trajectory of her flight, it looked as if she was headed for a rough collision course with the Saiyan. A durable woman, she wasn’t against such tactics, but she had something a little different planned this time. Several yards from him, still flying at full speed, Shemha came to a jarring halt causing the tentacle atop her head to snap forward in response.
As she stopped, her body tensed in order to draw power from her core. The energy literally started in the pit of her stomach and rolled up her throat until it released in a glass shattering scream. The technique was known as a Kiai and the power enhanced shout possessed the potential to be as offensively efficient as a Ki blast. Only a short distance from him, the air between them visible rippled as the shockwave ripped through it. Should Purika be caught off guard by the vocal attack, it would toss him backwards again and towards the wall of the dojo, her intent to slam him up against it.
([N1]Kiai used for 14,211 PL worth of damage and a might push! 2/3 KP remaining)
Accordio was clever to create the obstacles between them, manipulating the terrain to his advantage. However, power won out against strategy this time as her energy enhanced strike blasted its way through the walls between them. The small Guru though was not only clever, but he was prepared. Attack answered with an energy negating barrier, Shemha felt the power drain away from her strike as it met the mass of darkness. She should have expected it really, the Namekian’s aptitude for barriers a part of the reason they defeated Walker on Namek. What she wouldn’t have anticipated though was the way he rushed back towards her after the defensive maneuver.
Her arm retracted as he closed the distance between them. Her dark eyes followed his every movement and as he kicked that pole into the air, she watched how deftly he caught it mid stride. Thrown at her like a makeshift spear, the projectile reached her just as her arm finished its journey back to her side. Thankfully, she didn’t need appendages to defend against such an attack if she didn’t want to. Instead of swatting the pole aside or obliterating it with a blast of energy, she let her body shift. In an instant her torso resembled the shape of a slender donut and the weapon passed right through where her navel once was.
The distraction worked though and the first of his fists caught her right in the center of the chest. With a grunt her body snapped back to its regular shape just in time for another fist to catch her in the gut. As the blur of fists continued she felt them pelting her torso all over, soft skin giving under each strike. After nearly a dozen, if her count was even accurate, she discerned the patter in his strikes. They weren’t random and wild like they initially seemed, but planned and precise. Even with the order established, the blows were too fast to counter.
One last fist caught her in the center of the chest and she stagger back. Despite the pummeling, she wore a satisfied grin. Accordio was more competent than she imagined. Indents left all over her stomach and chest, Shemha clearly felt the aftermath of the blows, but it was far from enough to take her out of a fight. To make sure he understood that, she steadied herself as the long tentacle atop her head angled around her right side. Nestled gentle against where her ribs would be, the tip of it glowed for an instant before a thin red beam fire at the Guru’s chest. The attack was simple, but effective and she hoped to pay Accordio back for that barrage of punches.
([UP2]Destrutive Lance used to return the damage! 30,052 PL worth of damage! 0/3 KP remaining)
His effort to block her attack was commendable even if it was foolish. The fault really didn’t lie with him though for it was developed to be deceptive, hiding the strength behind the blow until it was too late. As her fist forced its way past his guard, she smirked. Knuckles pressed to his gut she shoved in order to launch his body up into the air where she wanted him. Up there, she would have more angles of attack.
Quick to follow him, Shemha began to wonder how he might handle her aggressive start. Fists and bare feet assaulted the large Namekian as she unleashed on him, looking for him to get himself back into the fight. Three seconds felt like forever in this sort of scenario and she started to question if perhaps the headstrong string of attacks was too much for the warrior. Perhaps he lacked extensive combat training and this was simple something he could not handle? Thankfully, that was not the case.
She sensed the energy that gathered within his right fist as his shout proved he was far from done, but it wasn’t that fist that slammed into her. Instead his left caught her in the belly and while she could handle that, the sudden kick to her legs spun her in the air. Able to fly, the leg sweep didn’t drop her to the floor like it might a lesser fighter, but that worked just fine for what Gastro had planned. Now the Ki infused fist of his drove hard into her abdomen and like a red rocket, she shot towards the ground below.
Shemha slammed to her back on the tiled floor of the dojo. For a second she just blinked up at the warrior in the air above her. He definitely had potential, she saw it and admittedly she underestimated him. That disrespectful mistake wouldn’t happen again.
With a thought she reshaped and was on her feet, head craned back to refocus on the Namekian above her. ”Well done, but how will you deal with this?” She challenged as she looked to keep him on his toes. If they worked together, all of them could benefit from this.
Like with her Ki empowered punch that sent him into the air, Shemha’s right arm hummed with energy. The grin that dominated her features remained as she turned and punch hard towards the tiled floor. That is what it looked like at least. Utilizing a technique granted to her by Walker’ s absorption, the magical energy around her fist opened two small portals. One was along the tiled floor and her fist disappeared into it. The other, was right above the large Namekian’s head. If the sneaky attack connected it would likely send him slamming into the floor a short distance away, one powerful punch in exchange for another.
([N1]Rift Render used for 1,908PL worth of damage to try and catch Gastro off guard! 1/3 KP remaining)
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Post by Gastro on Apr 18, 2017 23:10:42 GMT
The blow was dealt, and Gastro huffed and puffed his previous wounds weren't as stinging like hell but he could still feel a lingering pain all around his body. He took a quick and short break for his fight just staring down at Shemha while she recovers it seems like she was taking him seriously now which was good. It was nice he wasn't a punching bag and actually had a useful arsenal of moves on him, a smile slowly crept on his face as he was actually doing something against her although he was definitely on the losing end.
He took a deep breath ready to face her again as she punched the ground guess it must've been a sign she was ready- wait a second. Gastro took a deep look at the ground noticing it was...open? "Well that's unus-" A sudden thud was heard, as Gastro neck tilted down an unexpected surprise attack that he didn't see coming in plain sight! His world was turned upside down as he was now starting to zip down to the floor at sudden speeds! Gastro was shocked he simply had no clue what the hell to do. Until he realized his body could still actually function! A force back into reality made him think, and he groaned in pain but was furious that he got hit again! He struggled with his body intensely but it finally complied as before he dropped down he did a sudden movement flipping upside down and...disappearing!
He reappeared over Shemha head, his eyes burning not going to take another single one of those sneak attacks again! His leg was raised and went to crash it down on Shemha head doing a axe kick! If that worked he'd followed it up by swinging his left leg at her head as well! If all of this succeeded he'd then try and go and barrage her with his fist!
[N1] Afterimage used! 1/3 ki left
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Post by Accordio on Apr 22, 2017 0:48:26 GMT
Smirking as his makeshift attack was more or less a success, despite the failures of his little distractions and minor attacks because of the Majin's extremely elastic body, his mind went into overdrive to process the information that just made itself known to him. Something he had learned by now is that her body is not only elastic, but can bend any which way without disturbing the fact that she is alive. He at this point wouldn't be surprised that she could split her head right in half, similar as to how she made a large hole in her chest just to dodge the staff.
But before he could land, Accordio watched as Shemha had prepared yet another attack for the ex-guru. As Accordio prepared to actually use his barrier magic again, a slight vision came over him as he saw yet another Namekian in his mind, one with this odd scribbling on his forehead. This Namekian had created a slight stinging sensation as he severed Accordio's ties to the Porungan dragon balls. This little distraction provided by the new Guru on Namek kept Accordio's mind occupied enough for the Majin's red beam to hurtle towards the little Namek. At least Accordio was able to react in turn by lifting up his arms to block the beam with his armor guards, though the beam was still painful as it pushed the small fighter back a bit.
Landing on the ground, Accordio stumbled a little due to landing on uneven ground, before regaining a proper posture as the painful sensation of Miss Shemha's attack still rattled his arms. He couldn't get any feeling out of these arms from that hefty attack, the red beam numbing his arms through a vast amount of damage. Though this was a spar, the young Namekian could feel the intensity of what a true battle was, instead of what was him being a punching bag in the assault against Walker.
Shaking his arms a bit to help hasten the speed of him regaining the feeling in his arms, Accordio started to actually think in ways that could assist him. Bringing his arm up, he pointed at the ceiling as he created a five by five foot slab of concrete in mid air, letting it drop downward as it aimed to crush Shemha. Accordio was curious as to see how she would react that she can't dodge with simple body manipulation, but he was not done yet.
Letting his hand drop from pointing toward the ceiling to pointing at the Red Majin, Accordio started to shoot bursts of Ki energy towards Shemha in a cone shape, in case the red majin tried to dodge out from under the concrete slab.
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Post by Purika on Apr 23, 2017 0:31:09 GMT
His blade surrounding his forearm, Purika watched as Shemha zipped right through the gap between his converging beams of crimson ki, all of them causing a decently sized explosion as a result of them slamming into each other. Purika concentrated his focus on Shemha as she grew closer and closer to him, preparing his blade to slice her when she got in range of where he could reach. Now she halted herself when she was a few yards away from him, Purika wondering what she was doing as her head antennae swung forward from the momentum. Purika prepared for if she decided to stretch it for it to strike him, but it didn't go beyond its normal range but just swung forward and hung like a rope. "Wha-" Purika started to say with a grin, wondering what she was doing before he started to detect a quick ki build up in her body, most likely to form some sort of attack.
What she did next he did not expect, her having let out an extremely loud scream which caused him to deactivate his ki blade quickly and break his combat stance to raise his hands to cover his ears to try and soften the loudness of the scream. What came next was also unexpected, shockwaves hurled through the air towards him with enough force to send him flying! Purika grunted as the shockwave hit him hard, causing him to loose his position and sent him hurtling towards the wall behind him. He started to tilt back a bit from the sheer force that he'd been hit with, hitting the wall as quickly as the attack hit him. His armor hit the wall first, softening the impact a bit but some force shot straight through the armor into his back.
This would leave him sore for a while, that was for sure, but this was all for the sake of getting stronger to help the Empire against its new foe, the Mazoku Dominion, and possibly any future threats. He dropped straight to the ground after hitting the wall since it was slanted, his descent being made quicker by the weights that were wrapped around his wrists and boots. Purika laid there for a few seconds before trying to get back to his feet, slowly doing so while grunting lowly and gritting his teeth from the pain that he was experiencing as a result of the attack. These weights were becoming more of a nuisance than a help, so he planned to remove them as he got up from the tiled floor. Once he was up fully, still a bit crooked from the attack, he started to unwrap the weights from his wrists and threw them to the ground, also unwrapping the weights around his boots and letting them fall to the ground beside his feet.
Now his restrictions were broken and he was at his maximum power while not transformed, surpassing everyone in the dojo currently right now. But, he knew this wouldn't last long as Shemha would want to raise the strength of her clone to match or even surpass his, Purika figuring this would make for a more intense and better fight than what they were previously doing. Purika grinned as he fixed his posture and looked up at Shemha, preparing to speak. "I removed my weights, I think this should make the fight more enjoyable?" He stated, shouting out to Shemha as his tail waved around, trained out of its weakness a few months back. Purika wasn't going to hold off for more than a few seconds, his crimson aura started to envelop around him as ki began to form in the palm of his hand as a result of him redirecting ki from the main ki pool in his body to its current location.
The ki in his hand would take on the form of a crimson sphere, Purika holding his hand up in the direction of his new commander, Shemha, while the ball grew in size as more and more ki was quickly added to it. It finally met a size that Purika desired, Purika sending a shockwave from his palm that sent the ball hurtling towards her at high speeds, glowing and lighting up a portion of the room as it shot towards her. Purika now took on his position again, reforming it after once being interrupted by the attack that sent him into the wall. Along with doing that, he reformed the ki blade on his forearm. He planned on showig his best right now, wanting to show his power off to everyone else in the room too even if it was nothing comparable to the might of a Super Saiyan or something even greater.
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Post by Shemha on Apr 25, 2017 19:21:37 GMT
OOC: I have kept the same order for my sections - Purika, Accordio and then Gastro. Also, been taking care of sick people so I didn’t get a chance to proofread, let me know if anything doesn't make sense!)
The Kiai did wonders, catching the Saiyan off guard and sending him hurtling towards the far wall. Even from her spot she heard the impact as his armored body slammed against the reinforced side of the dojo. Built to handle the strongest of warriors and any arrant blasts they might unleash, the structure didn’t so much as crack under the stress. Instead it just let him drop to the floor with another, lighter thud. Rolling her neck, Shemha held her position as he began to rise to his feet.
With an amused expression on her face she allowed him the time required to remove his weights, adjusting her own energy levels as his rose to their normal state. Aware of the benefits one gained from the use of training clothing, she was a little curious as to why he would remove them now, but she kept any comments to herself. In response to his short statement, she let her grin grow wider.
”I hope so. Show me what you’ve got Purika.” Shemha demanded.
The warrior wasted little time in responding, a ball of energy launched her way. This one packed power, she could sense it and it wasn’t something she desired to take full on this early in their session. As it rushed towards her, the Majin’s right hand rose , fingers spread to intercept it. While she did not catch it in her hand, the shimmer of an energy barrier was visible as the blast connects with a wall of her energy. Grunting, she shoved her arm to the side to toss the sphere at the far wall, in order to let it detonate harmlessly there.
Undeterred by the summoning of his blade, Shemha then rushed forward. Intent in keeping her offense going she rocketed towards the warrior. Looking to utalize her momentum in her attack, the Majin performed a front flip when she drew close in order to snap both of her legs out towards his armored chest with a powerful dropkick. Yet again, she sought to send him back into the solid wall of the training facility.
(Suppressed PL raised to 86,131! [N1] Magical Barrier used to block Purika’s attack before Shemha rushes in for a drop kick!)
The lancing beam of energy caught Accordio full on and the powerful blast was more than enough to send the little Namekian backwards. Breathing a little heavy, she still felt the ache of his barrage of fists, but she would be fine. Minor bruising might reveal itself over time although it was nothing her regeneration could not handle. Licking her lips she watch as he stumbled, unsure if he was going to need a break after the heavy hit.
It wasn’t anything against him, but from what she knew of the Guru he was not exactly designed to be a warrior, not in the past at least. However, his offensive stance in this little spar indicated he was turning over a new leaf. Good, peace was likely not in their immediate future with Xylo running around. Sadly, war would come and even the tiny Guru need be ready.
As he pointed into the air above her, the glowing eyes of the Commander shifted to the designated spot. Above her, a slab of concrete took shape and she couldn’t help the grin that spread across her face. She couldn’t dodge that, now could she? He was learning.
Bare feet firmly planted to the tiled floor of the dojo, she held her ground as the slab dropped towards her. She made no move to avoid the block as it rapidly descended towards her head. Instead, she brought her arm up to intercept the chunk of conjured material, but not with a fist. As her right arm rose, the skin elongated and stretched, a refined edge taking shape as her arm shifted into a long blade-like appendage. Edge honed by Ki, the organic weapon had no issues slicing its way through the slab. Dust covered her as the two halves fell around her.
Sensing energy from her green skinned opponent she glanced up to see his finger no pointed at her. With wide cones of energy unleashed from his finger tip, it was clear he wanted to make it difficult to avoid them…so once again she chose not to. Her left arm snapped down to the side, sharp nailed fingers digging into one half of his conjured slab. With a grunt she hefted it up before her, the thick material taking the brunt of his peppering Ki blasts.
”I am more than nimble my green friend!” She shouted from behind cover. In front of her the makeshift shield cracked and crumbled under his assault. He was not the only one with the ability to utilize magic to summon objects and the Majin’s own energy flowed in to the concrete, reinforcing it and rebuilding it closer to its original side before she launched it forwards, the heavy object hurtling towards the Namekian that created it.
([UT]Body Weaponization and [UT]Magic Materialization used to try and give Accordio a taste of his own, concrete medicine! No KP used +1 KP)
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The sneaky attack worked perfectly as her fist connected with Gastro’s head. Driving him down towards the ground like he had done to her, she rose back to her feet after landing the blow. This fight was turning out to be rather back and forth, a testament to the Namekian’s ability to fight. So many time she trained someone knew only to stomp them into the ground because they lacked experience or insight. He wasn’t the strongest fighter in the galaxy, but he knew what he was doing.
Recovering from the unexpected and somewhat cheap blow, he used his momentum to enhance his next strike. With an acrobatic flip and a burst of speed, he was right above her and down came his heel towards the top of her head. Barely able to react in time, she brought her crossed arms up to catch the strike between them inches from her head. Arms trembling against the power behind the heel drop, she grinned up at him.
”You adapt well, Gastro. What battle experience do you have?” She questions before she shoved with her arms in order to try and push him up and away so that the two could separate. If that worked, her arms would then drop to her sides, eyes following him to wherever he might end up. Unike the other two warriors, she didn’t know Gastro at all. Any information this clone of Shemha learned, could be useful in the future.
(No KP used! +1 KP)
2/3 KP remaining
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Post by Gastro on May 10, 2017 2:32:19 GMT
Gastro grunted and gritted his teeth turning his body around for a flip away from Shemha. He slid back a bit from Shemha taking a second to breathe he looked at her the whole time wanting to not be a fool for the third time. He was going to let her get the drop on him anymore. He quickly widened his stance his arms lowering down to his waist claws out and pointing to Shemha, as he gazed her still like a wild animal.
"Hmm my experience? I'll keep it real short, I got trained in the warrior caste ways also got trained by a saiyan because he didn't want to continue beating the crap out of me and a sense of pity from him later, on fought of invaders and yeah."
He then charged forward streaking towards Shemha at an incredible pace! He was about to reach Shemha until he slammed his gigantic leg on the tile popping it off the ground and into the air. He used his left leg to swiftly kick it towards Shemha if this worked out he'd use it as a distraction for his real motive. He jumped over the tile and winded up both arms and then stretched them across to Shemha! He violently whipped them around hoping to catch Shemha off guard and hit her in the general chest part of the body!
Short post but uh, school. KP: 2/3
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Post by Accordio on May 11, 2017 23:22:15 GMT
Having dropped the slab on Shemha, he felt rather confident, but watching her handle it with utter ease was very disheartening. Taking a deep breath in as she even used his own attack to block his ki blasts, he could feel her energy rebuilding the large slab back to it's formal glory. Letting his mind speed up a bit as he knew exactly what was going to happen, especially as she mentioned that she was more than nimble, he let energy build up in his hands. Kneeling to the ground and slamming his green palms into the floor, it was in the nick of time that he created a little dome that was just large enough to cover over a kneeling Accordio; the dome being. made out of the ground of this heavy training grounds. This was the right call as the concrete wall slammed into dome, causing the concrete to roll over the top of the dome, Accordio barely avoiding damage as the dome crumbled in a little, showering his head with little bits of rock.
Rising from the stone, he said, "Heh, you're the commander for a reason after all... I really don't have much of a good idea against you to be quite honest, as... I've never been a fighter. I only had the light training to keep myself alive, so this is all I can do."
Raising his both of his arms upward, Accordio created two new concrete slabs from the ground right beside Shemha, with a third wall intercepting the both of them behind Shemha, essentially putting her at the end of Concrete Alley, with little to no wiggle. While the net was successful in trapping, and the concrete slab was more than useful at forcing Shemha to actually act, both ended horribly with Shemha getting the upper hand once more. Maybe combining those concepts would be useful, trapping her movements in substances she can't easily get through.
Rushing forward, Accordio pulled back a hand, but before he was even close to Shemha, he unleashed his punch ten feet too early, but his fist shot forth, making use of his Namekian stretchiness once again, as his arm zoomed forward to land a clean punch against the base of Shemha's jaw. This was all he could really do, just plan to hinder and become a bother. A thing he wanted to change sooner than later.
KP ~ 1/3 -> 2/3
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