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Post by Abzerute on Mar 27, 2017 10:19:39 GMT
PL: 123,055 Beelzebub
The newly reformed bronze Arcosian flew through the disjointed skies of the dark underworld, racing through the empty space till he arrived at the spot where he'd first been plunged into Hell by King Yemma, after the titular ogre had received a phone call from a certain purple imp. The former Emperor looked around, but could see no sign of the damnable petulant pest in the immediate vicinity. "Of course not, why would he hang around hmm? No doubt chuckling to himself about what a wonderous little prank he'd pulled. Let's draw him out then..." growled Abzerute before closing his eyes and focusing his energies. Time to test just how much of his old power this new body of his could actually handle... as well as the small increases he could feel he had acquired since his time here in Hell. He first allowed his body to expand into its Brute Form, his physical form swelling and becoming much more muscular in the process as he grew taller. He then pushed himself through his Monster Form, a form that he never had much call nor opportunity to use in life since the earlier form tended to handle most matters he could not usually subdue. His neck elongated as did his jaw, his tail becoming thicker and axe headed towards its tip. His horns became longer and wider, reaching past his head like a ships hull. Talons and claws grew forth from his digits until he came to resemble what older cultures on some worlds had come to recognise under a singular title. A dragon, albeit a wingless one. He let loose a primordial roar into the void that was Hell, sending waves of air crashing against itself as he did so, his power flaring around him in his more beastial state. Before long though he began to compound his form into something far much more compact and streamlined, his horns retreating into the armour although certain parts remained spiked. His colouration began to swap locations, the earlier bronze that covered his entire form soon making way for clear and clean white bio-armour. The bronze remained however in the flesh of his body, and Abzerute was soon returned to a more humanoid state as he took up his True Form, demonstrating the full extent of his current power, letting it act as a beacon in the darkness. "Beelzebub!" the former Emperor bellowed forth. "I have returned with a body! Now uphold and fulfill your side of this arrangement!" he called out, crossing his arms across his chest as he awaited the purple imp. He could feel that he had become stronger since coming to this realm... but he was still nowhere near the level of that Noxa creature that Retsu had used against him on Arcose. He still had a ways to go, and if this damned little imp could somehow help him achieve that goal... then he had no choice but to acquiesce to its whims.
Activated True Form PL: 1,230,550 Beelzebub Bing Gan or whichever admin is the appropriate one to tag >.>
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Post by Beelzebub on Apr 26, 2017 9:12:23 GMT
As Abzerute's shout echoed through the bowels of Hell, a miniature Imp shuffled in his bed. It was late in the hour in his corner of Hell-- or at least he assumed it was-- which meant he was deep into his third nap after watching a marathon of the recently Serpent Master movies from his favorite Saiyan Bootleg TV Channel. Those tailed guys really knew how to make any action movie hilarious; intentionally or otherwise. Beelzebub continued his slumber happily, even as the blanket he was snuggling fizzled out of existence, and the sheets he had wrinkled began sliding away. What finally awoke him was one of his pillows flying from under him and slapping him in the face, causing a large throbbing bump to form on the top of his head. He yelped in pain, shooting into the sky so high that he broke through the roof of his bedroom, landing directly in his own office. "ALRIGHT WHO'S BIG IDEA WAS IT TO SUMMON-- Oh wait, wrong room." After pushing the bump back into his skull, and snapping his fingers to transmogrify his Pajamas into his classic attire, Prince Beelzebub teleported, somersaulting through the air before landing right in front of Abzerute. He looked up at the Arcosian, a groan escaping him as he floated into the air. The Imp Prince pulled a notebook out of his back pocket, mumbling to himself as he complained. "I cannot believe the mods let this guy through but not that Saiyan guy..."With a quick snap, the notebook disappeared, and a smug look appeared on the Prince's features. "Hah! Took ya long enough, fridge-brain! I was starting to think you'd given up or somethin'. You'd be surprised how many people do that nowadays, actually."Beelzebub floated around Abzerute, looking the Arcosian up and down, and giving out small "mhm"'s and "hrmm"'s as he circled. "Well, you're no Wyntre, but you'll do just fine! I'm sure you can dish out some pain once I'm done teaching ya the ropes! Why don't we start off with something simple for now?"Prince Beelzebub snapped his fingers, and from the void came a massive beast. As tall as an Oozaru, but as heavily armored as a tank. This demon was not to be trifled with! His power was quite impressive; high enough to give Abzerute a run for his money in his Brute Form! The massive beast roared as its eyes fell upon Abzerute, and its stomach growled louder than an earthquake. This thing was ready for a fight, and eager to make a snack out of the puny Emperor. "Meet Biff! I call him that because he punches people really good. Lets see how well you do with this, and then we'll start doing some actual teaching. Sound good?"Regardless of Abzerute's answer, the beast would stomp forwards, sending a massive fist right for the Fallen Emperor! If it hit, the bronzed Arcosian would find himself a few feet shorter!
Biff is looking for a fight! Biff's current PL: 550,000 KP: 3/3
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Post by Abzerute on Apr 26, 2017 12:00:32 GMT
The bronze Arcosian glowered at the purple imp when he finally arrived and commented on his finally acquiring a body. "You're the one who called me down into this realm in the first place if you'll recall." said Abzerute in reference to that phone-call in the Checkout Station from what seemed like so long ago now. "I have no intention of leaving until I've acquired what you seem to think I need to retake my empire in the Living Realm." he said, raising an eyeridge at the mention of Wyntre having been trained by this little demonic egomaniac.
However he didn't have long to dwell on that fact since now a gigantic heavily armoured demon was standing in front of him, one that had... half of his own power. As this Biff threw his fist towards Abzerute, the bronze Arcosian decided that it would be far more effective to demonstrate that this beasts brute force wouldn't avail him anything against him. The Fallen Emperor raised his hand, forming a fist except for the index and middle fingers which he pressed together and pointed upwards.
"Mind over matter. A simple principle really, but highly efficient when dealing with thugs and brutes." said Abzerute as he focused his telepathic powers into forcing Biff to change his fists course, trying to force the beast to strike its own leg with its fist. If he couldn't force it to strike itself, merely redirecting the demons blow would suffice for the Arcosian. Brute force was never really Abzerute's style, and he would make that clear to the imp. If Beelzebub wanted to play games with the bronze Arcosian, then he would have to play by his rules, not the imps.
[SU] Telekinesis: Utilising the power of his mind, he can levitate objects or pin enemies down without touching them.
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Post by Beelzebub on May 3, 2017 2:39:10 GMT
As Biff's fist came down, he felt it suddenly stop in its tracks. He struggled against this strange phenomenon, pushing his fist ever-forward as the telekinetic power pushed it towards himself. He growled angrily, and just as the fist was about to completely turn towards him, he let out a fierce yell! His Ki shot up to double its original level, and, with a surprising display of mental fortitude, ignored Abzerute's telekinesis! With intensified vigor, Biff's fist rocketed towards the Fallen Emperor, flames coating the beasts entire arm as it tore through the Hellish skies. If Abzerute didn't think of a response soon, then he'd be much more than bronzed soon!
[KP: 2/3] Biff's PL jumps to 1,000,000 as he de-activates [UT2] Ki Control! Biff ignores the Telekinesis using his powerful mind and uses [N1] Punch! 33% Charged for a damage potential of: 330,000!
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Post by Abzerute on May 3, 2017 10:54:10 GMT
Abzerute gave a small smirk of satisfaction as his telekinetic attack was having the desired effect on the behemoth, but then blinked as Biff's power level doubled in an instant. "So, he was holding back what he could do..." the bronze Arcosian mused before he sighed, charging energy to the tips of his fingers as the beasts now fiery arm came crashing down towards him. "I have bathed in solar flares from white dwarf stars, and you think your little pyrotechnics scares or concerns me even one singular iota?" the Fallen Emperor asked, although he very much doubted that Biff was much of a talker.
As the fist drew closer towards him, Abzerute decided to show this creature the true meaning of pain. He swung his hand, the power he had gathered forming an arc of energy which was fired straight towards Biff's incoming blazing fist. The intention here was simple... slice the brutes fist, and a good proportion of his arm in half, if not completely severed from his arm from his body. Well, half of his arm at the least. "I'll spare you the cutting remarks and puns." the bronze Arcosian said rather glibly.
KP: 2/3
[N1]Death Wave: To use this, Abzerute puts his middle and index fingers together and charges energy at their tips. He then swings his fingers in an arc, creating a large Death Beam in the form of a razor-sharp energy blade that can slice through objects, terrain or even people.
[N1]Death Wave PL: 406,081.5 VS [N1]Punch! PL: 330,000
Victory to [N1]Death Wave with 76,081.5
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Post by Beelzebub on May 3, 2017 11:13:36 GMT
The two attacks collided in mid-air, Abzerute's blade of Ki impacting harshly on Biff's fist. They struggled against one another for a moment, but it was quite clear that Abzerute had the edge. Although the intent was to slice through Biff, all it did was explode due to the mixing of Ki when the strikes combined. Luckily for Biff, his powerful strike lessened the impact of the Death Wave considerably, turning a serious pound of pain into little more than some slight stinging.
Suddenly, Biff shouted. Not in a guttural, monstrous tone. Instead, he spoke. It was a deep tone of voice, but he spoke with a surprising air of intelligence. "Fool! You blather on about where you've laid about, thinking that will prove your worth to anyone? I've destroyed stars hotter than any you've ever bathed in, rat!
With a wild roar, Biff moved forwards again. He pulled his leg up and slammed it down on the ground, uprooting a massive boulder from the ground. As it flew upwards, he cocked his fist back, and punched it right towards Abzerute's face!
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Post by Abzerute on May 3, 2017 12:19:52 GMT
"Hmph. I have no desire to "prove my worth" to anyone as you seem to believe." the bronze Arcosian remarked. "I am merely giving you the facts. Perhaps you've spent so much time working on your boasting that you've forgotten what those are." the Fallen Emperor suggested even as a massive boulder got punched towards him. I could erase that boulder, but that would cause sight blocking debris that he would use to his advantage to try and score a sneak attack against me. Abzerute considered before shrugging his shoulders, choosing to instead drop below the boulder hurtling towards him.
Since it was already on an upwards trajectory before Biff punched it, going down was the logical course of action, since if he'd chosen to fly above the boulder, the rock could have still hit him, whilst side to side flight could entail another shot from the behemoth. Downwards however would force Biff to alter his aim, which would buy the Arcosian Emperor a few moments to gather his strength... it was time to end this little contest of strength once and for all. And the claim of destroying stars hotter than a white dwarf? Clearly this fool didn't understand anything about simple astrophysics.
KP: 3/3
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Post by Beelzebub on May 6, 2017 11:29:35 GMT
Busy picking his royal nose, Beelzebub floated upside down near the two that were fighting. So he would remain until Abzerute unleashed a very small portion of his previously contained massive ego. "Ohhh realllyyy? Not here to prooove anything?" He cooed, and suddenly the clump of hellish rocks and dirt would glow, restrained, motionless in the air with Beelzebub's hand upon it. He stared at Abzerute with a rather bored expression. "Then why are you here? Go on. Shoo." He waved dismissively. This was, after all, a test to prove if he was worth the Demon Prince's tutelage. "Cuz you seem to have forgotten something, Crispy." If he had no respect, then what was the point? Biff exhaled with a rumbling growl, he would've been ready to strike back had his master not interfered. "My lord Beelzebub," He bowed his head to the demon prince for a moment. "If he remains here, stubborn as he seems to be, hiding behind the confidence given by an extended vocabulary; may I simply crush him?" The armored giant clanked his fists together, as an otherworldly pressure gathered around him. Beelzebub shrugged. "Sure. I mean, yikes, at least Wyntre was bearable. Endearing even. Anyways, make it quick. I wanna go watch that cool mecha suit anime already!"
[KP: 3/3] Biff is charging [UP2] Punch!
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Post by Abzerute on May 6, 2017 20:11:40 GMT
The bronze Arcosian sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose as the purple imp decided to take umbridge with his statement. "It would appear that both of you have missed my point completely." he stated, his eyes flaring with power as he began to collect his energies towards the tip of his other hands finger. "I suppose I will need to spell things out far more plainly." the Fallen Emperor decided as his gathered power took on the form of a blackish sphere, purple lightning crackling around its shape. "I am not here to prove anything," Abzerute stated once more, "to grunts, to minions, to underlings, to lapdogs, to anyone that you set against me Beelzebub." he declared, his tone growing darker as more and more power gathered at his finger tip, the sphere growing larger with each passing moment. "I am Emperor Abzerute, fallen from life and my throne as I may be at this moment, but unlike Wyntre who was born into the role, it is a title that I earned through my own actions." he snarled. "I reforged an entire Empire from the feuding fiefdoms that it had fallen into after she had been slain, with my own two hands." said Abzerute, his power continuing to rise, aimed squarely for the titanic behemoth before him. "I cowed whole star systems and made them bend their knees before me. So," he said, glancing towards the purple imp with his finger up his nose, "my apologies if I don't endear to you like she had. I simply prefer to get the job done, no pomp, no circumstance." said the bronze Arcosian before he returned his focus to the brutish demon before him. "And with that, I'll end this quickly since that's what you desire." he stated. Abzerute flicked his finger and sent the charged sphere hurtling towards Biff, the infamous Death Ball technique of the Arcosian Empire screeching through the hellscapes air. The same technique that is used to devastate entire worlds and star systems... Abzerute briefly wondered what it would do to this realm of the dead, although he was more than certain that nothing Biff could do would be able to stop the sphere from destroying him should it connect. No, the real question was, would Beelzebub interfere and save his little minion from being erased from existence?
KP: 0/3 Used [Special]Death Ball PL: 1,845,825 [Special]Death Ball: A blast which starts at 150% power but charges at a rate of 75% to a maximum of 300% which has the power to destroy planets regardless of battle outcome if the attack hits the planet during a saga thread, once the thread reaches its conclusion. They also only need 50,000 base PL to destroy a planet with this technique, rather than 100,000 and a 10x+ transformation. Ain't no kill like an overkill
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Post by Beelzebub on May 7, 2017 11:07:43 GMT
"Its less of a point, and more of a blunt." Beelzebub slowly processed the absurdity of his own joke, before bursting into laughter. His telekinetic hold of the boulder while doing so caused it to turn into dust. "Ohhhh... Oh, wow." The demon prince snorted, wiping a tear from his eye. "That was so bad. Hooh!" Beelzebub briefly wondered if King Kai, his competitor, would've laughed at such great comedic taste. Probably not. That loser. "About as bad as your ability to pick up what I'm putting down, Crispy." Beelzebub taunted, floating back with his hands behind his head. "Get 'em, Biff! Smash him good!" He called to his minion. "Understood." With a deep breath, the pressure surrounding Biff increased and his heavy armor flew off in all directions! His power grew more and more, gathering around the fist that he had now reeled back. "I will entertain your arrogance no further, fool." "Now..." Biff rushed forward, slamming his mighty fist into the purple orb of malice; dispersing it immediately; sending high pressure winds towards Abzerute. "Know. Your. Place."
[KP: 1/3] Biff's armor flies off, it was Heavy Weights! His PL jumps to 4,000,000! Biff unleashes [UP2] Punch! 132% Charged (weighted plus un-weighted) for a damage potential of: 3,300,000! 3,300,000 - 1,845,825 = 1,454,175 damage coming for Abzerute!
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Post by Abzerute on May 7, 2017 16:13:00 GMT
The bronze Arcosian blinked as the behemoth swelled in power, quadrupling in an instant! Just how in this damned Hell was he supposed to defeat this bloody thug?! One thing was for certain though, the Death Ball technique as it was without any prep time was not going to cut it... although he doubted that even if he had charged it to its maximum potential it would have done him much good against the potential power output from this Biff bastard. There was one other thing that Abzerute was certain of however... the incoming wind pressure was going to hurt like... well, Hell.
He quickly crossed his arms across himself in an effort to try and mitigate at least some of the damage, grimacing in pain as his sides felt like they were splitting... before a new sensation was made apparent to him. As the winds battered around him, Abzerute glanced down and saw something that was completely new and quite honestly bewildering. He had somehow managed to grow a second pair of arms, which were also forming a protective guard against the attack, as feeble a guard as he could hope to put up against an attack that exceeded his own power.
The Fallen Emperor didn't have long to ponder the hows or whys of this newest biological development, although he had an inkling about that, as he was soon slammed into the ground by the high pressure winds, his body splayed against the ground. He lay there, his freshly remade body holding together simply because of his Arcosian physiology. He spat up quite some blood, using his original arms to push himself up and out of the hole, his newest arms hanging by his side as he started to slowly get a feel for how to consciously make them work for him.
"It seems that your lessons have already begun Prince Beelzebub..." the bronze Arcosian mused aloud, deciding that perhaps he should at least regard the purple imp by his title. "Albeit not in the way I imagine you anticipated. My new body seems to have a few new tricks to it I had not realised before." said Abzerute, slowly flexing his new arms and fingers, wincing as they were still sore after the impact they had just received. He could feel several of his bones had broken from that blow, and one of his new arms was broken, along with one of his originals. Seems pushing himself out of the hole had proved too much for the limb as it now hung by his side in agony. This was a sensation he did not particularly miss feeling... but here he was.
The fact though that his best technique had meant nothing to this behemoth... if there was but a way to exceed his own power right now. He had to match this damned brute, or else he'd be wiped from existence before he even had a chance to return to the living realm. There had to be a way to take this bastard down, although if there was a way for Abzerute to match Biff's power in this realm, then Biff would no doubt already know the same trick and simply dwarf him once more.
As it was, he could barely stand right now after taking the brunt of that damned attack. One more attack from this bastard, and the Fallen Emperor was sure that he would cease to exist, and he held no desire to be erased from reality since he very much doubted that even if that damned android Hiem-L ever got around to gathering up either Earth or Namek's Dragon Balls, that those wish-granting orbs would be able to restore him in that state.
KP:1/3
Used [UT1] Four-Witches Technique
[UT1] Four-Witches Technique: Through some method you are capable of producing two additional arms(or arm-like appendages!) that sprout from your back, these limbs provide no extra power in and of themselves but to provide you with extra fists to punch your opponent and extra hands for grappling AND punching. This technique uses 0 KP in a KP Battle
Durability racial used!
Arcosians are a hardy species, beyond their natural strength they can also take a hit and survive injuries surprisingly well and can live even in the vacuum of space. When activated while receiving an attack, Durability adds a one-time x1 modifier to your defensive PL.
Durability PL: 1,353,605 VS [UP2]Punch PL: 1,454,175
(Assuming I've understood the "adds a one-time x1 modifier" as a literal adding 1 to my x10 transformation to make it a x11 for defensive PL purposes properly)
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Post by Beelzebub on May 20, 2017 8:05:20 GMT
"Sure, whatever." Beelzebub looked off into the sky; evidently more interested in the clouds than Abzerute talking. "Squash him, Biff."Biff was of course right on the ball; already bearing down on Abzerute with another full on swing of his fist, aiming to put the Arcosian out of commission, and only barely conscious for a short while. The Demon Prince floated over to wherever it was Abzerute ended up; be it in the dirt and aching or off into the distance and... Also aching. "Wow! You're the first guy to just straight up lose." Cheeky he was, with that pointy grin. "Granted, I summoned Biff so its to be expected." He paused, awaiting a realization from his current student. " See what I mean? Do you get it now? Welp, even if you don't I want you to do me a favor; there's a knucklehead out past the Cave Of Regrets that nicked one of my favorite action figures; its a Saiyan with pointy hair and a funny receding hairline. It one of a kind, you can't miss it. Anyways, the guy that stole it.. Well, hes way way waaaaay annoying and you'd probably hate his guts. Like a lot. I'd totally go kick his butt myself but you probably need a way to vent your frustrations and to test what you've learned so far. Come back here when you've safely retrieved my action figure and I will show you something way cooler than some doofy extra arms."
[KP: 0/3] Biff unleashes [N1] Punch! 33% Charged for a damage potential of: 1,320,000
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Post by Abzerute on May 20, 2017 16:52:46 GMT
Abzerute figured that he couldn't take another direct hit from that behemoth, and none of his techniques could damage the beastial figure, so there was but one singular course of action. Try to mitigate the damage as much as he could so that he wasn't straight out erased. He fired off a sphere of energy similar to the Death Ball he had used earlier, but on a much lower scale of power. The sphere collided with the beasts fist, partially slowing it down, but the damn things attack managed to strike him, sending him flying back and forcing him to into the ground once more... right as Beelzebub sidled up and began to natter away at him. The bronze Arcosian glared up at the damned purple imp, a murderous light clear in his gaze before he took a breath through clenched teeth to calm himself. The point was clear. Beelzebub was a spoiled brat and continued to act as such because he had access to powerful minions like that brute Biff that none could discourage him... it was almost sickening to have history repeat itself for the Arcosian. He had died and lost his throne because a weaker opponent had access to a more powerful force than himself, and now here he was again, suffering the same humiliation once more in the pits of Hell. "...Fine. I'll retrieve this "action figure" of yours... whatever that's supposed to be." said Abzerute, highly doubting that this thing was as one of a kind as Beelzebub claimed it to be. One thing was for certain though, once Abzerute had learned all that he could from Beelzebub, he was going to wring the impudent little demons neck and tear his spinal column right out from his flesh and wear it as a belt. But first, he had to become more powerful as well... definitely strong enough to take down that damned Biff that the imp had summoned here with the express purpose of defeating the Fallen Emperor. "Aside from this entity being annoying, any other distinguishing factors I should be aware of? Species for example... since there are a few entities down here that could be categorised as annoying." he inquired, wondering if Beelzebub wasn't just sending him off to beat up someone who didn't want to give the imp his action figure, whatever that thing was. It would be in keeping with the child-like demeanour that Beelzebub was exuding, someone doesn't want to share so he sends a goon to beat them up and take it. He would struggle to hold onto his consciousness for as long as he could, the edges of his vision already going dark during this whole conversation as he waited for Beelzebub to either give him more information or not concerning this individual he was meant to be hunting down... before he finally rolled his head back and fell into unconsciousness.
KP: 0/3 Used [N1] Death Orb [N1] Death Orb: A miniaturised version of the Death Ball technique, whilst it lacks the original techniques almighty planet busting capabilities, it still can pack a punch. It's about the same size as the average basketball. [N1]Death Orb PL: 406,081.5 vs [N1]Punch! PL: 1,320,000 = [N1]Punch! Victory = 913,918.5 PL Damage Beelzebub Will take PL for this thread :3
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Post by Beelzebub on May 25, 2017 12:50:18 GMT
Beelzebub cringed, almost audibly at the very thought of the manner-less vermin that had stolen his action figure. "Hes... Hrrm. How should I put this." He mumbled, shooing Biff away absentmindedly while thinking on how to reply to his newest punchingbag/student. "The lame bozo that you seek is like a bunch of different things rolled into one gross, dim witted package. Part Human, part Namekian, Arcosian, Saiyan. Its what you mortal dorks call a Bio-Android, right? Anyways, he's just a crappy mess; uppity and snobby, all that lovely stuff. Watch it though; hes very loud; could probs kill your mortal body by screaming."
The prince of demons shrugged. Anyone could be annoying. It was all subjective; but most people agreed that the Bio-Android in question was among the most annoying. "As I said though; vent your frustrations. You'll understand my oh-so-awesome teachings when you do."
When Abzerute drifted off to la-la land, Beelzebub magically materialized a blanket. It wasn't a great blanket, it barely did its job and was probably very itchy.
"What? I'm a prankster too, jeez. You mods are no fun."
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Queen Habana
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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)
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Post by Queen Habana on May 26, 2017 12:14:10 GMT
Abzerute | WC: 2676 | PL Gains: 5687 | New PL: 128,742
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