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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Apr 16, 2017 22:11:12 GMT
Her heel slammed home, as both of her claymores successfully stopped his fists. The ground around the two shattered inwards from the force of her spinning heel drop. The man’s eyes only widened slightly in shock, before her feet slipped off his head. Blood ran down his brow, as the woman’s spin brought her level with the man’s face. His head shot up, as rage filled his expression. His fist shot upwards, slamming into her gut hard enough to drive the breath from her lungs. Green energy crackled around his fist, before the man shouted loudly. “End of the line!” Her eyes widened in shock; her kick hadn’t been enough to throw this man off. She tried to shove away from his huge fist, as the energy in his fist surged upwards and out. An explosion rocked the area, dispersing the dust and sending the rocks and shattered earth outwards in a cloud as green energy engulfed Tulip. Her head fell as the energy dispersed. Her body fell to the ground, as she struggled to regain her breath. Rolling onto her stomach, the woman looked up at the huge Heran and muttered. “Nice job, comrade. Here’s a gift from me to you.” One trembling hand came up, in the shape of a gun. Whispering a small ‘bang’, a huge claymore exploded from the earth in front of her, with the intent to pierce his chest. Her gaze blurred, before she forced herself to slowly stand. No one could dodge a sudden attack like that; not even a powerful monster like him. Slowly trying to regain her breath, the woman glanced over towards the huge Heran, only assessing the damage after taking a moment to regain her breath. Her eyes would widen in appreciation at what she saw. “Haha...you’re pretty stubborn, aren’t you?”
Current PL - 96000
Sustained 59% PL Damage after tanking Tyrant’s Edge
KP 2/3
Ended Charging for [SU1] Ki Charge 1 at 99%, changing it into [N1] Sword of Silver for 95040 PL, with the intent to pierce Gekido’s chest and incapacitate him
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Post by Gekido on Apr 17, 2017 1:19:28 GMT
His blast slammed into the woman knocking her wayward as the heran looked down his eyes sizing up the downed saiyan. He was about to raise his arms till she spoke he looking down confused as what she was saying until a large clay more shout out of the ground heading right for his chest. "What the fuck." Gekido moved his arm in the way as Ki surged around his hand forming a dome of Ki around him before it cracked as the blade pieced his chest going stabbing deep enough to reach his backside and stick out. Blood dripped down his chest and lips as he stood their towering over the woman for a couple of moments before his eyes lit up they competently bloodshot as he took in a deep breath. He couldn't smell anything only the blood from his own body and the blood of his foe. Like a shark tracking it prays from the blood that had left their body. His eyes darted down looking at the woman taking in a deep breath taking in the fresh air and the blood. The blood was overwhelming even if it was his own blood it made him...it made him so happy. They were fighting so hard with their prides on the line. Gekido smile widened as he looked down at the saiyan. "I've had so much fun...this feeling." He said as his hand reached out grabbing the blade. There was a grunt as he broke the blade leaving the chunk of metal in his chest as he breathed out hard his cold air of death being seen. He was so excited he wanted to keep fighting and he wanted to keep fighting and breathing the air of battle. It was too much for him to handle.
Gekido always only had one gift. He never had overall been the smart type or maybe the scary. He never really had the type of talent at least in all those art and fartsy stuff. He never was good at much but he was good at one thing. There was one single talent he had. One talent that drove him that became his life before it was ended. It was still what drove him to this day and it was the fact he craved and loved to fight. The Hearn’s knee Buckled under him slightly as he looked down before slamming his fist into his leg a thud echoing the landscape. Perhaps there was a crack as well but he ignored that part of it. He stepped forward looking at the woman with seriousness but a hint of fear as well. A fear of the defeat that could come. "I don't plan to lose...” He said taking in a deep breath before kicking off the ground rushing at the woman as he swung his fist out at rapid pace attempting to hit her with an all-out flurry of punches. All the Technique and skill that was shown earlier seem to compelty disappear it was now a wild man fighting with wild fish and wild strength. His True Style of combat...what he based everything after it on. His breed and his butter of his fighting. He was going to defeat her and he would not go back on that statement.
*Used Nova Nullification- Gekido pulls his hands gathering the ki around him before unleashing the ki forming a massive red barrier around him which will stop attacks or reduce their impact on Contact. (Barrier) Absorbs 33 percent damage. 95,040-29,875=65,165 divded by 2=32582 Damage hitting Gekido
Kp:1/3
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Apr 17, 2017 18:46:14 GMT
As the woman forced her battered body to remain standing, she could only watch in resignation and anticipation as the huge warrior broke the blade piercing his chest. His bloodshot gaze met Tulip’s emerald, as the man muttered. “I’ve had so much fun...this feeling.” As the man spoke, he started moving forward slowly. Blood ran off the broken end of the metal blade, as he grinned savagely. His legs almost gave out, but he slammed his fist into one. She winced at the sound of the impact, realizing just how desperate this man was to not lose. His willpower was on another level entirely, far above her own. He took one, slow trembling breath, before declaring firmly. “I don’t plan to lose.” Twisting his head to one side, he spat out a mouthful of blood. His entire body shifted into a charging stance, as his feet braced against the earth. Tulip’s eyes widened in shock, as she started bringing her arms up. The man exploded forward, instantly covering the ground between the two. His first punch slammed into her stomach, forcing the woman’s feet off the ground. His next punch slammed into her face, jerking her head to one side. Then came blow after blow, as the man sent the woman stumbling backwards through the shattered landscape. So...this is the limit of his techniques. The woman’s head was slammed down by a downward hit, before her chest was slammed by another fist. Her guard was completely down at this point, as blow after blow slammed into her tiny frame. As his final blow headed for her face, the woman thrust one hand up, catching his huge fist in one palm. Looking directly at the man, she sighed softly. Blood ran from her mouth, injuries worsened from the sudden combo. The woman looked at Gekido, her previously emerald eyes now a light blue. Her gaze narrowed, as the young hybrid whispered. “You’re a decent fighter; I really enjoyed our exchange of blows. But this is where it ends. You’re boring me.” Her fist tightened, as her previously messy hair began standing up. Silver energy crackled along her entire body, as the woman shouted loudly. A flash of light pierced the area, surrounding the two, before clearing to reveal Tulip with spiky, golden hair. The woman grinned savagely, before delivering a single punch with all of her strength to the center of Gekido’s stomach.
Setting released, SSJ activated! Current PL - 379,500 PL No KP used, 3/3 KP
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Post by Gekido on Apr 18, 2017 0:57:03 GMT
His hits were connected that was to be sure. Her guard was easily blown back by the combination of moves it seemed he had the upper hand in terms of brute force. The woman however caught his last punch the heran looking down. She seemed to gain some footing back and she was able to absorb the impact of the last blow. He looked down cautious of course making sure she didn't have any more tricks. Too bad she did have some tricks. Her eyes had changed from green to blue. He didn't understand what was going on as the woman began to whisper. His eyes widened as she called him boring. He was boring she had no right to speak seeing as she was losing. There was no way he was going to lose to this woman yet every time he thought the fight was in his favor she got even stronger. Her hair began to raise her aura blasting him back from the strength. He could not feel Ki but he could understand this was a power up of some type. The heran looked down to see that Grin and that Golden hair it all spiky and rose to the heavens. He could not even see the punch that would connect with his stomach the heran body collapsing his eyes rolling back as his body slammed into the rock.
He could hear the pounding of blood from his ears as the woman was right above him. Her grin still in his mind. A pool of blood began to form around the heran's body from his mouth and chest from all the wounds of battle. He could feel his wounds from earlier in his life opening up. They didn't feel more like before but they did hurt. They hurt seeing as they just opened up in the middle of battle. He had been striving for the battle of a lifetime. Why did he lay on the ground when it was in sight? The heran staggered to his knee's looking up through his glazed eyes. His face was all bloody of course and his throat bled too. That wounded opened up the only wound that in his mind had not been payed back. He didn't grab his throat he couldn't die anyway and why would he give himself such a handicap. Why did he have to worry about the chances of dying if they were none? Why did he need to hold back? She was a super saiyan; she was the most beautiful thing he had set his eyes on. A warrior who enjoyed the fight as much as he did. He never thought he'd find someone who did that he could pour it on the line for. Perhaps in a different time he'd fall in love but he was a warrior. He'd have no such with attachments. The heran got to his feet his knee's buckling as he looked into the eyes of the woman.
He could not see much as he was already somewhat out of it. It didn't matter he refused to not glance at least for a short time before the final stride began. The heran could not speak pointing his hand to the wound on his throat. He moved his hand down breaking his weights right off his legs they falling to the ground as his aura exploded taking the shape of a skull. Of course he could not see such an act but it only meant one thing to those who could see it. Of course it had one meaning it had the same meaning for years that was Death. The Heran raised his arms as he slammed his feet down his throat wound slowly dripping with blood which would cover his scar covered chest. If he could speak he knew what he'd say he'd thank her a battle that could be watched by the heavens. By now there was some demon's watching from the rocks around trying to hide of course but who would not want to watch. Hell had been left so boring with the departure of the strongest warriors but now two powerful warriors stood fighting. The heran always enjoyed that spotlight his art could be watched.
The Art of battle which his paintbrush had been his fists. If he was to never return to the living again then he was finding ending a fight like this. His weights were only useful if he could keep fighting but she was the last strong foe in hell. She was the last foe he could fight without drowning in sorrow and letting himself wander hell for the rest of time. Who else would come with her combination of strength and love of battle? They could be even foes and fight with all their rage and desires on the line. Yes this is what he was looking for that feeling of death at the door yet the last chance to fight with such strength and such determination. He had not felt that feeling in years Jihana didn't give it to him it only left him empty. She had not been willing to fight. She didn't want to fight she just wanted to live. He shakes his head as he kicked off the ground rushing at the woman. He pulled back his fist flinging it at the woman chin to start off his assault but he attempted to slam her knee into her gut while she was shocked. He'd not even let off after that still throwing a barrage of blows trying to knock the woman back as he used the time and chance to recover his strength. He needed that time because the heran warrior was fighting on instinct any form of brain the heran was offline simply put he was only standing and fighting out his desire to fight because it was all he had.
*Heavy Weights Removed* Powerlevel:358,504 Kp:2/3
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Apr 18, 2017 2:28:32 GMT
As her fist sank into the huge warrior’s stomach, Tulip’s gaze caught the Heran’s shocked expression. He flew backwards, slamming into a rock twenty feet away. Slowly walking forward, the young hybrid looked down on the fallen warrior. She started to raise her hand, preparing to deliver the punch that would knock the huge warrior unconscious for the next four or so days. She paused as she saw all of the blood flowing from various injuries on his body. Her worst injuries, the two holes in her lower stomach, were nothing compared to the vast array of scars and gashes this man bore. His hand twitched, before both clenched into fists. He suddenly stood up slowly, shaking, as blood dripped off his body onto the shattered earth at his feet. His face was down, preventing the woman from seeing his expression, but blood ran off it in lines. His gaze suddenly shot up, eyes even more bloodshot than before. His knees almost buckled, but he remained standing. An almost inhuman groan left his lips, before he motioned towards the blood staining his throat and upper chest. Thrusting both of his hands in a single downward motion, the man unlocked the bands holding the cloth to his bloody chest. As both layers fell off on either side and slammed into the earth with a resounding boom, Tulip’s heart almost stopped. A menacing shinigami stood in front of her, raising its scythe to cut her down. As the blade cut through her, her heart hammering loudly, the woman’s eyes widened in shock. The man’s legs were no longer trembling, as he rose to his full height. She could see the determination in his bloody eyes, muscles bulging despite the damage he’d sustained. His aura was on another level; though this Heran was nowhere near the strength of Levlidian, Kizuki, or Tekuma, his dedication and drive had given his aura a lethal edge no true fighter could deny. I wish I could retract that previous comment; right now, you’re the most exciting thing I’ve laid eyes on. The thought crossed the woman’s mind, as her heartbeat changed to one of anticipation and excitement. Golden aura surrounded the woman, while she could see the red aura of rage and passion completely surrounding the Heran warrior. Right here, right now, the two were equals on the same battlefield. The woman started walking forward slowly as the huge warrior shook his head, splattering blood across the ground. “Let me be the first to say...I’m quivering with anticipation for everything that happens after thi-” Tulip’s words were cut off at the source as the huge Heran vanished. His fist filled the air directly in front of her face, as his huge body moved with speeds that had been impossible only moments before. She almost bit through her tongue as she yanked her entire torso back to avoid the punch. The man’s body continued forward, as his knee slammed into her palm; the woman had barely caught the movement in time to block, but was hard-pushed to react accordingly. His jab came next, the speed and power leagues above what it had been only moments ago. The woman’s hand came up to knock the jab to the side, but his punch shifted targets halfway. Tulip’s speed was fast, but she couldn’t bring her elbow down to match his now-reflexive fighting. His fist struck her in the stomach, before his fist opened enough to grab her weights. His other fist was brought back and swung forward with all of his strength. Tulip brought both of her hands above her head, before slamming both of her fists into his forearm with all of her strength. The course of the bone-shattering punch was shifted from her jaw to the center of her chest. His huge fist slammed into the gap between her breasts, easily crushing the muscle and cracking the ribs underneath. A shocked expression of pain filled Tulip’s face, before the woman’s weights slipped from the man. She flew backwards, easily crashing through the boulders she’d only slammed into earlier. Sailing backwards more than a hundred feet, Tulip slammed into the earth and slid to a stop on her back. It hurt to think, to breath, to move. Slowly pushing herself up, the woman realized her body was already starting to tire. The so-called Super Saiyan form was far weaker than she’d anticipated. Fighting in this form robbed one of stamina and energy in return for speed and raw strength. But...sustaining massive damage ruined one’s ability to sustain the form. The woman prepared to throw in the flag, when she saw the Heran’s expression. That man is barely conscious, hardly able to hold his arms up after the damage he’s sustained. I’m still breathing, able to move, not broken...to throw in the towel would be the worst possible way to insult this incredible man who surpassed his own body and broke his own limits to continue fighting. The best form of thanks is to simply continue this battle of blood and savagery. A slow smile crossed Tulip’s lips, as the woman thrust one hand out in front of her. Energy began collecting in her hand, a silver orb of condensed energy. Lightning crackled in the air on either side, as the woman slammed her fist shut around the ball. The energy vanished, before the fabric remaining on her opposite arm tore itself into shreds as the woman’s limb was coated in visible silver energy. It was the brightest around her fist, where silver energy crackled like a gauntlet around her firm fist. “Let’s keep this pace up, you magnificent warrior.”
Current PL - 379500
KP 3/3
Charging [UP2] Super Ki-Infused Strike for 66%, or 250,470 PL
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Post by Gekido on Apr 19, 2017 1:15:08 GMT
The heran didn't know what was going on. All he could hear was the pounding of blood and his fist and knee clashing with a body. Each punch he threw he could hear the impact but he still didn't know what was going on. He was out like a light fighting on the pure lust of battle. He didn't want to lose not again. The worst feeling for the heran warrior was defeat. He refused to be beaten by anyone not then and not now. He awoke when he heard those cracks. He had hit something as his glazed eyes were no longer glazed they were alive as he fell past the falling tulip grabbing onto a rock near him to catch his breath. He didn't even know what just happened he was on the ground and now he was standing. The heran smirked his true power had kicked in he had finally claimed victory. He assumed at least as she seemed pretty out of it as he took some deep breath trying to gather his strength as he looked at the downed super saiyan. This was what it truly looked like a fully tamed super saiyan. What would they say in the stories as the heran fought the super saiyan in the depths of hell? If only they were others to watch this battle. He looked to the heavens as if calling upon the gods to give all a chance to watch the battle he turning his head to look down once more his chest rising and falling as he wiped the blood from his throat. He was bleeding from there huh. The wound there was not the worst so while he had the time he ripped off part of his pant leg and wrapped it around his throat so he'd not bleed out. He didn't need to lose cause of blood lust. "You son of a bitch you got the jump with that form." The heran wheezed his stamina drained from all the blood lost and of course the damage he had taken from her.
He knew they were nearing the end of this battle of the titans rubbing his lips as the woman thrusted one hand in front of her. She was collecting entry for some attack to finish the battle. He didn't know what it was but he was just going to beat her to death before she could fire it. He slammed his feet down making sure they still worked though they buckled slightly. "Dammit I need you all to work with me." He said as he slammed his fist into his leg to make sure it worked. He wanted his legs to be working while he fought and destroyed the woman in front of him. He didn't know what was going to happen but did it matter. Right now he was focused on fighting. He was focused on having the fight of his life. He began to bob and weave keeping his fist in front of him as if to tempt the woman. He rushed forward knowing that she was exhausted would she try and escape while he attacked no way. He pulled his arms back rushing right as he keep weaving as he swung around as he began to swing his arms back and forth trying to knock her out before she got smart and blasted him. He didn't have as much in the tank as he wanted but he had to deal with it.
*Kp:3/3
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Apr 20, 2017 0:21:57 GMT
Her entire body trembled from fatigue, as all of her energy was focused and condensed into her fist. The woman could feel her grasp on this new, golden power slipping, but forced herself to remain vigilant and maintain the form. The man slammed his feet into the ground, sending a tremor through the earth at their feet. He muttered something barely audible under his breath, before slamming his fist into his calf once more. Then, his gaze met the woman’s, and the crushing weight of a true killer fell upon her shoulders once more. He brought both of his bloody arms up, before slowly clenching his hands into fists. He began throwing practice jabs, each one with enough punch to literally knock the ‘blonde’ out of Tulip in three or less hits. A bead of sweat ran down the woman’s neck, as chills shot through her body. He suddenly began darting forward, feet impacting the earth audibly as his huge body moved nimbly back and forth. His torso began weaving forward and backwards, making his body an even harder target to strike. The distance between the two suddenly halved as he shot forward, preparing to press his assault. Bringing one arm up and leaving the charging fist down, Tulip began sliding forward slowly to meet the Heran’s violent assault. They almost collided in the middle, when the Heran stepped back and swung a powerful punch in her direction. Tulip’s body blurred, as the woman dropped onto all fours. Throwing herself upwards and twisting her body sideways, she dodged the next two violent jabs and slammed her shoulder into the chest of Gekido; nowhere near enough to hurt or even bump the Heran. She dropped into a sitting position to dodge his next jab, before rolling backwards to end up behind the blue Warrior. Launching herself backwards to gain distance, the woman started to fly upwards instinctively. But, as her feet left the ground, a memory flashed through her mind. ” It’s about the user’s leg; that is where all the power comes from. That’s why I don’t learn to fly; cause where would all the power go!?” A small smile crossed the woman’s face, as she released the ki holding her aloft and fell the remaining five feet onto the ground facing Gekido’s back. She raised her lightning coated fist, still focusing her energy into that one point. The woman was going to face this warrior on his terms, with fists, and make him want to do this time and time again, as long as they were able. Because...that’s the best way to make a legacy. Current PL - 379500
KP 3/3
Charging [UP2] Super Ki-Infused Strike for 132%
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Post by Gekido on Apr 20, 2017 1:33:31 GMT
The blows were being dodged as the woman seems to keep backpedaling avoiding each shot. He didn't mind that she was dodging all his attacks because it left her ill focused and that worked for him just fine. She then was hit two of her blows before she kicked backwards to gain her distance. He was pumped with those connected blows but he knew it would not be enough. If he wanted to defeat his foe he would need to pull out his secret move. His right arm began to spin as green Ki running around his arm before he formed a massive lance in his hand it surging with Ki as he smiled softly looking over at the woman as he put his left arm making a motion to his throat as if to say, "Your dead meat this is the end of the road." The heran slammed his knee's down as he focused all his Ki into that spear he didn't care if he was all out of Ki at the end it didn't matter. The Lust of battle was all that was in his gaze and he wanted to end it with a bang. Why end it with a wimpy attack he wanted to throw all the stops. Sweat dripped off his head landing on the ground as he narrowed his gaze he knew Tulip was going to pull out a strong attack as well and there would be a battle. He wanted a battle, he wanted a challenge he wanted her to keep going and keep showing how powerful she really was. He licked his lips wiping the sweat away that was around his mouth making sure it was not in the way. He wanted to fight her and he wanted to win but he wanted to make sure she was at her best. If he pulled out his strongest she would as well.
*Charging Traitor lance for 100 percent damage* Kp:0/3
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Apr 20, 2017 1:49:50 GMT
“You’re dead meat; this is the end of the road.” Tulip’s eyes widened in shock as her ki senses suddenly got hit by a huge, burning sun. The Heran’s chilling but firm tone filled the air, as her gaze shot up to identify the new ki signature. Clasped in his huge hand was a crackling lance of emerald energy, pulsating with sheer power and raw destruction. Her mind struggled to read the exact energy of the powerful attack; it would definitely hurt if it hit, possibly even completely erasing the woman if it actually landed. A small smirk crossed her lips, as she realized this huge warrior’s gamble; would she continue biding her time and trying to build more power for her attack, or challenge him right here, right now. There was only one answer to that possibility. “I’ll take that bet, Butcher!” Sprinting forward, Tulip almost vanished as she instantly covered the gap between the two. Stopping just shy of the Heran, the woman’s feet buried into the earth as she rotated her body. Her arm turned a shining silver, as she focused all of her energy into the punch she was preparing to throw. The ground around the woman cracked and shattered outwards from her rooted stance, as she swung her fist up. Silver lightning crackled through the air, as the woman swung her punch upwards and attempted to slam her fist into the man and force his attack to disperse. As it swung upwards, a sharp crack pierced her mind, as her vision blurred. Gritting her teeth, the woman forced the punch to continue and ignored the sudden burning coursing through her body. Reach, dammit! REACH!
Current PL - 379500
KP 1/3 , -2
Activated [UP2] Super Ki Infused Strike for 198%, dealing 751,410 PL of damage
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Post by Gekido on Apr 20, 2017 3:05:14 GMT
He spinned the green Ki lance in his hand as he keep spinning the Ki spear as he watched Tulip rushed forward breaking the gap between the two warriors as he spun the weapon she rushing right at him about to throw her punch aimed at him as he spun the weapon slamming it right into her fist as sparks of Ki as the weapon and her fist clashed before both were blown back his spear shattering but he knew he had blocked her punch. The heran looked at the saiyan his eyes like daggers as he stood above her looking down. "That was good I enjoyed that." Gekido pulled his body down ducking under so his shoulder would slam into her gut as he began to run trying to push Tulip against the rocks as a grin formed across his face. She was going down here and now she had seemed so desperate for that attack to reach but it was all he could muster. He pulled his fist back twisting his body in that close range sweat running down his face. AT such a close range it would be hard to muster all your strength in that range. In fact the body would only be able to twist and turn for about half of one's strength but he only needed half. At Such a range he believed he could deal with any blows Tulip could muster. He knew they were both very tired and he knew that they would be entering the final legs of the fight. He was going to make her fight for her win by fighting at his range. He knew he had to control the tempo of the fight. He pulled his fist's back as he began to slam his fist's over and over aiming at her gut to knock the air out of her leaving his chest and stomach compactly exposed so she could fire back and nail him with all the attacks she wanted. He was willing to give her the hits and let her break and bash his ribs and stomach. He was willing to take the pain to take the win because he believed he could win if he exhausted her before he collapsed. He would live by that as well as he can unless he was forced back or knocked out.
*Traitor Lance 200 percent charge for 717,008 powerlevel as Tulips attack and Gekido’s attack were negated by one another*
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Apr 21, 2017 17:12:55 GMT
As the woman’s fist shot forward, sliver energy gleaming around it, the young hybrid could only watch in shock as the Heran ‘read’ her movement. He stepped forward and shifted his entire stance so he now faced the woman. Her fist was met by his emerald lance, arcs of energy spraying outwards as both collided for dominance. The emerald lance was splintered by ethereal cracks. She grinned, knowing she’d won the encounter; until the Heran gave a grin of his own. The nearly broken spear shattered and exploded in a blast of emerald energy, blowing both combatants back. The woman winced as dust and earth blew into her face, spinning her body in the air and sliding to a stop facing the huge Heran warrior. The sudden distraction had forced the woman to lose grip on the remaining ki in her hand. Staring at the huge warrior, who was full of fire and motivation, the woman realized her mistake. I spent too long trying to make this interesting and learning, while he focused on only one aspect of this battle: winning. “That was good, I enjoyed that!” His loud shout reached the woman’s ears, as she smiled softly and whispered a response. “I agree, fierce War God. It was a fun exchange.” As the man sprinted forward, Tulip’s control over her ki came undone, her golden hair falling back into place. His shoulder slammed into her stomach, easily sweeping the woman off her feet. HE slammed her into a boulder, driving the air from her lungs. She focused all of her remaining ki into one thing; staying in one piece. A silver barrier surrounded her body, as the man repeatedly slammed his fist into her injured stomach. She finally relented, vomiting a mouthful of blood onto the man’s shoulder. Reaching her trembling arms forward, the woman wrapped them around the man’s head and set her cheek against his rough, blood-stained hair. Her vision was cloudy, as she muttered. “You win, Gekido, Butcher of Heran. It was a fun fight.” If he stepped back in shock, the woman would fall to the ground, falling back against the rock with her head slumped forward. A small trail of blood ran down her cheek to her chin, where it dripped slowly. She was beaten, mentally and physically, by this Heran Warrior who had shown her what determination and true grit looked like.
Tulip has been rendered unconscious! Gekido is the winner!
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Post by Gekido on Apr 22, 2017 1:14:53 GMT
The woman detransformed from her super saiyan form as he began to slam his fist into her gut she trying to keep herself from being knocked out but she had no strength left. He hit her over and over again until she let out a cloud of blood from her mouth the woman as the woman grabbed him he looking kind of wired out as she spoke to him laying her cheek against his blood stained hair. She seemed to be all out of steam and was out like a light. The heron Muscles sagged back slightly as detransformed grabbing the woman as she was about to fall over. He looked at her as he grabbed her Bridal style feeling the immense weight of her body. The ground under his broke slightly. She was not 100 or 200 pounds she was a lot heavier than that. A frown formed on his face as he got an idea she was holding back. The heran looked at her as she lay in his arms thinking about it for a moment. Had she held back for a good fight? Maybe that was what she did maybe she wanted to fight just as much as he did but didn't want to outright win. The Heran smirked he had to be stronger so they could fight serious. This Tulip was a powerful warrior and she fought for the good fight. Demons around began to leave as the fight was over as the heran found a small cave where had made his bed with a set of rags.
The heran lightly put her down on the bed looking down for a couple seconds. He never wanted to be strong for strength in itself but this woman would grow and he'd fall in the dust. How could he have a good fight if his foe was bored out of their minds? She had strength to spare and if she had used all her strength the outcome might of been different but the fight itself might of ended far sooner. So what if he defeated a super saiyan she still had as he said strength to spare. Gekido turned his back taking in a couple deep breaths. She had broken some bones and he had soon but he wanted to fight again. If fights could get him feeling like this why the hell should he stay in hell? She'd find a way she wanted to keep fighting but he almost lost that. He wanted to fight he wanted to be free. He was going to escape and he was going to be free and when they both were they could fight again when he grew. When he became a super warrior just like she was. He began to walk away she had proven her medal to him she was the fiercest fighter he had ever meet. He waved back at Tulip even though she was asleep, "So Long Cowgirl i hope we meet agian in a different type in another land for another fight whether it is in the land of the dead or the land of the living i want a rematch i want to see your full power."
(Taking Shoki what can you put it in cause i'm lazy)
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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)
Zeni: 0
Tag: @habana
Posts: 1,374
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Post by Queen Habana on Apr 30, 2017 0:40:02 GMT
Gekido | WC: 6,660 | Shoki Gains: 5,495 | New Shoki: 5,603 Tulip | WC: 5,994 | Shoki Gains: 6,294 | New Shoki: 6,294
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Post by Gekido on Apr 30, 2017 0:56:06 GMT
Hey Habana Tulip wanted Powerlevel just wanted you to know Queen Habana
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Apr 30, 2017 1:01:23 GMT
To clarify, PL w/ Heavy Weights and Afterlife bonus
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