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Post by Ais on Apr 4, 2017 9:33:39 GMT
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The pair of the Arcosian, Ais and the Namekian, Cello were on their way to the river to try and catch some lunch. Cello mentioned that they couldn't work on an empty stomach, and the young lord found himself agreeing. He hadn't gotten a bite to eat in the whole time they had been on this godforsaken green rock after the mutiny. So here they were, flying to a river that Cello remembered he used to frequent all the time. He mentioned that it was rich with large fish. They were in the totally opposite direction of it, unfortunately, so the flight was going to take awhile. About three hours later, though, they had finally arrived at their destination.
"About time, Cello." The Arcosian said, annoyed. He and his bodyguard dropped their speed and the two landed on a small island in the middle of the river.
"My apologies, Lord Ais. It is farther than I remember." The warrior Namekian knelt down next to the water and looked deep within it. "Yes, it is still a good spot." A small smile crept across his lips. He didn't say it, but he was happy to be home for awhile. He didn't think he would miss his home as much as he did. The bodyguard rose to his feet and began to take off his cloak and shirt. "Will you be joining me in the hunt, my lord?" Ais raised what would be his eyebrow.
"No thanks. That's what I have you for." The Arcosian crossed his arms, looking like he was bored already.
"Ah, of course. My apologies. I didn't know you had a fear of the water, Lord Ais." The Namekian gave him a not-so-subtle jab. Ais put his arms back down to his sides and clenched his fists.
"What was that!?" He cried out in anger, making his voice break. Cello stifled a chuckle and dove into the water. Ais stood there, tapping his foot indignantly for awhile. "Damn it!" He walked over to where Cello dove in, grumbling to himself in annoyance before diving in. The water was cool and refreshing. As the Arcosian swam downstream, he came out at a large, wide open area. That was when Ais not only saw Cello, but several large schools of fish as well. Large schools of LARGE fish. Cello gazed at them in awe. He hadn't seen fish that big since he accompanied his father to some backwoods world. He couldn't even remember what his father called the planet, but he remembered its titanic sea life. The pair quickly took down a fish for Ais's lunch and in less than ten minutes, it was back at their camp over the fire. "Very good work, Cello. As usual." The Arcosian sat on the edge of a cliff with his bodyguard.
"I aim to please, Lord Ais." He drank from a canteen. From what Ais recalled, his people didn't eat food and drank only water. He didn't recall seeing Cello eat any actual food before. "I shall check on your lunch." The Namekian stood and made his way back to the camp. He wasn't gone long when the Arcosian lord heard him shouting from camp. "L-Lord Ais! It's gone!" Ais stood quickly and hurried over to his bodyguard.
"What do you mean it's--" He stopped in his tracks. The spit they had the fish cooking on was gone. Only the fire remained. "What in all the hells!?" Ais looked all around the fire, panicked. "Where is it!?" He began throwing rocks around in vain. Cello looked around frantically.
"Oh, there!" He pointed into the sky at a large reptilian flying creature carrying Ais's lunch in its talons.
"Cello, kill it!" The Arcoian cried out. The Namekian nodded and held his hand out, aiming his palm at the creature. A yellow ball of ki charged up in his hand. The warrior fired the blast, but the creature was agile and swung to the left, dodging it. "Why you...!" Ais took off quickly and flew towards the lunch theif.
"My lord...!" Cello flew off after him.
"GET. BACK. HEEEEEERE!" The Arcosian angrily cried out at the creatyre as he advanced on it quickly.
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Post by Dantalion on Apr 4, 2017 13:10:57 GMT
The Dark Recess of his Catacombs turned workstation dripped with purple ooze, a twisted creature sitting under the ill-lit light of a candle, the air smothering its flames in water vapour, the flame struggling to stay alit. At the beast's feet, piles of paperwork wrapped in plastic sat, water stains creating the curves of paper into loose flaps as on a wooden table the sound of pen on paper scrawled throughout. "And... Enclosed in this note is a few hundred zeni..." A baritone voice echoed, the sound of mundane boredom seeping his every word as an arm pressed against the table, his skeletal features sat comfortable on the red flesh as with a final slash of the pen finished up his apology for the timely death of some venerable Namekian.
He pressed back, Ki filling his movement as he hovered in the air, his lower form still stuck against the stool he had crafted as his arms held aloft the rest of his back. "Man... I could really use a printing press. Writing everything by hand is a chore and a half." The demon growled as the sound of pitter patter echoed through the front part of his newly acquired home. "Maybe If I am lucky something of interest is to arrive. Rather than some simple payment to another grieving family." He muttered the shine of garnet light drawing in some young Zoon-Seijin entering his homestead. "Yes? I am quite busy don't cha know." His words hissed with an imaginary smack of the lips, as the soldier relayed his message.
"Dantalion, I came to inform you some Arcosian has been spotted fishing on the Ajissa Mainlands. We assumed you would like to be made aware of such a situation." The soldier replied, a rather militaristic like attitude taken in response as Dantalion slowly raised from his seat, his form unmoved as Ki flowed through his body, hovering himself up before stretching out his limbs before the soldier, standing and towering above the man, a brow raised as curiosity ran through his mind.
"And why are you telling me this and not Xylo? Should he not be the one to greet our guests?" Dantalion inquired, a single digit running along his chin as he let loose a 'tap tap' sound with the tip of the finger. The soldier was about to respond before quickly being cut off. "Ya know. Don't worry. I am sure Xylo has better things to take care off." In truth, he was not aware of Xylo's departure, and with him gone that roughly left him as the only real bastion of power the Mazoku had left on Namek. A prospect that instilled nothing short of terror in his mind. If he knew the truth that was, instead of left in blissful ignorance of the situation at hand.
His feet banged against the cold surface of the catacombs like the beat of war, his form contrasting against the soft palette of Namek, a pitch black cloak engulfed his form as Ki filled his body, a cloud of Demonic energy coating his feet as he ascended towards the Heavens themselves, a little below the Clouds above. No need to leave himself a trail of darkened clouds christened in foul Demonic powers. Within a few minutes, he had arrived, his gaze shifting back and forth as he looked for the Arcosian that he was informed was fishing in the area. He looked low, he looked high and yet nary a sight was to be seen. "Must be beneath the Waves than." he stated to nobody in particular.
He flew down towards the waves, tapping with the cloud beneath his feet only to see a spiral of Electricity hit the waves, with a groan his form flipped upside itself, his head peering through the waves of the lake as the rest of his form remained dry, spinning in place as he searched for any signs of the Arcosian. "Damnit... Where the hell is it?" He inquired again to himself, frustration building before hearing a cry of anguish. He looked for a few more seconds in the waves, establishing that there was nothing there to be found, instead flipping back upwards and looking to some creature flying through the skies. "Oh shit. Well, thats new." Astonishment taking his breath away as he saw what he was looking for.
Slowly he hovered up, a deep breath inhaled before being released, a cloud of Demonic Energy ensnaring his form, leaving nothing more than a Hovering cloud of darkness still standing at eight foot in height as he hovered closer. "Right. Gotta greet this one right. Otherwise..." He paused, realising the greeting wasn't going to do much. If this one hated Demons, than him being in a slightly less menacing form wasn't too do much in the long run. "Well... That doesn't matter." He stated before finally reaching their encampment as the started to fly away. "Um. Hello there." He lacked the bombastic baritone coo of his natural voice, a calmer more suppressed tone taken as he looked at the duo. "I haven't seen you two around here before? May I inquire as to why you are here?" He inquired, the shifting of Garnet eyes the only indication of which direction he looked.
PL - 43,926 - HW Equipped - New PL 10981 Makyo Star Active - PL - 351408 - HW Equipped - New PL - 87852 Ais
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Post by Ais on Apr 4, 2017 15:54:28 GMT
Ais growled in anger as he gained on the creature, but to his surprise, he was cut off by a large beastial-looking creature. Even the Arcosian lord felt a little startled for a second, but he stopped for the man. "Tsk." He watched the lunch thief fly off with his fish. "Damn it." He had to catch another one now. Cello caught up to his lord, noticing the newcomer The Namekian slowly hovered over to impose himself between Ais and the demon, scowling at it. Even though he put himself in harm's way, a nervous sweat bead formed on his forehead. This... thing... looked very strong. Thankfully, though, Ais called him back. "It's alright, Cello. The gentleman has a sense of purpose about him. Perhaps he can even assist us." Cello bowed his head.
"As you say, my lord." He floated backwards and hovered in the air next to Ais.
"I apologize for my bodyguard. Recent events have the two of us on edge. My name is Ais, Lord of the Kuul fiefdom on the planet Kabocha. Well, would-be Lord. A pleasure to meet you, sir." When asked what they were doing there, the Arcosian let out a high-pitched, raspy chuckle. "It's a very long story. The short of it is that we are a little stranded here. My land was taken and my father as well as most of his men were killed by a handful of Saiyan trash. I was the victim of a mutiny after we escaped. My bodyguard here managed to get us exiled to his home planet rather than killed. Namekians. They're a rather loyal people, aren't they?"
Ais tried his best to be polite to the demon. His appearance was more than a little unnerving, that was for sure. He looked like a monster. But he looked very strong too. Better to have strong allies than strong enemies. His father always said that. This was also a good opportunity to get some information too. Even Cello had no clue of the current state of the planet. Ais had never been here and Cello had left when he was hardly fully grown. If this guy had been here longer than them, he might have some useful information to give.
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Post by Dantalion on Apr 4, 2017 16:25:15 GMT
Dantalion's mind rushed with thoughts as the Namekian scowled at him, a single garnet light from beneath the haze halving in size, clearly far from amused by his antics. I knew it. I goddamn knew it every time. He thought to himself, this wasn't the first time he had dealt with a racist Namekian. In fact, with the exception of Xylo, every Namekian has held him in ill contempt for what seemed to be the same reason. He was a Demon.
"No, No there is no need for an apology." He said with a light chuckle, a single meaty hand raised through the cloud of mist, shaking back and fourth in tandem with his words. "I am quite accustomed to such greetings by this point." He finished as Ais let out a chuckle. Well, at least this one doesn't seem to hate me. Good start. Good start. He thought to himself, quite relieved he was not to deal with another Namekian bastard."The pleasure my good sir is all mine." He responded, at least this one gave him that much. His hand outstretched to give the Arcosian a handshake with his massive mandibles one might call a hand.
He listened to the short story, relief washing over him as to not deal with a backstory that spanned the Ages. All too often people regaled him with their tales, of how they slew the dragon and bedded the Princess. No, this one had the courtesy of keeping it short and sweet, the kind of man he wanted around him. "A mutiny you say? Quite impressive. To reach something of that magnitude, well. You must have held quite the bed of land." This one was far from uninteresting, especially the species in question. Maybe there was a reason he was drawn to Namek. Or maybe his bodyguard insisted. "Now then tell me. Since you have indulged me with a tale I feel it is only right to do right by you." He continued, he looked down to the ground, he half wanted to sit down but the other half knew better. Instead, his legs crossed in the air, Ki channelling around him as a cloud formed beneath him, supporting his weight as he pressed a hand against his cheek, the tapping of flesh against bone echoing through the cloud. "So you said earlier you needed some assistance. What is it you are in need off?" He inquired, a wisp of demonic fumes trailed off beneath him, a single sharp tip stuck into the ground as his form turned to looks something like a genie giving another a wish.
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Post by Ais on Apr 4, 2017 16:51:25 GMT
'Good, good. Things between us seem to be cordial.' Ais was relieved. He half-expected to be attacked or for the conversation to be less than civil. This was good. Today had been rough. He gave Dantalion a firm handshake when he offered his hand. "Yes, loyalty is in short supply nowadays. The land itself wasn't too large. Not a planet by any means. Just enough for the monkeys to want to be rid of us, I suppose." He said in response after Dantalion mentioned the mutiny and his land. The fiefdom was rather large. His father was a shrewd tactician. He managed to take much land from the natives. Rich land too. Therefore, he knew that when they attacked the nearby city, the odds were against them. His trust in his son proved to be the warlord's downfall. The young Arcosian lord swore he would have his revenge though. On the men that betrayed him and on the Saiyans that dared take his land. Ais was intrigued when the demon conjured a cloud and sat down on it. An interesting trick. Maybe he could learn it one of these days. When the demon mentioned what Ais said earlier about assistance, he grinned, his white fangs gleaming in the sunlight. "Well, I find myself in need of a new ship seeing as how my old one was... taken. My pockets are a little light on Zeni though. I suppose what I need is work. I heard that is what common people do when they need to make money. Are you aware of any place I could find a job?"
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Post by Dantalion on Apr 5, 2017 5:04:51 GMT
Work was the name of the game it seemed, and there was always ample supply with the Mazoku. Running the odd courier jobs was the common one, but considering this one had dealt with rebellion, mayhaps a better choice would be in store. "Work you say..." He took a long pause, his smile widened as he saw potential with this one. As long as he could help passively take down a rebellion, there would be plenty of work in stock. As long as they could get it done before Helix could interfere with his Naive world view that was.
"Well. While I personally cannot pay you. I do have some Taxes to collect, not much but who I have to collect from have proven themselves to be rather..." His hands rolled around as if trying to find the best way to phrase his next words, "Verbose in their opinion on collection day." He continued, his hands clasping together with a thunderous 'boom' "So then. What do ya say? Wanna help Passively deal with some usurpers?" The words rolled out as if he spoke with some alien vocabulary, he was a Demon and Aggressive and destructive were his style of dealing with his issues. But considering he couldn't risk the Mazoku being put in any hot water for a mindless slaughter of a Namekian village.
Then a thought popped into his head, looking over the Arcosian towards the Namekian behid him, "Will.... Ahh will he be alright with this sort of work?" He inquired, the Arcosian was right taht they were a fiercely loyal people, maybe too loyal. That was, unless he could skew his vision just the right way that he can imagine it being for the greater good.
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Post by Ais on Apr 5, 2017 6:24:05 GMT
Ais was overjoyed to hear that there was some work that he could do. Dantalion mentioned that he could not pay Ais himself, however. The Arcosian lord cared little for immediate gratification. No, he had a much grander idea. Many of his people suffered from irritating short sightedness, but not Ais. He had the foresight needed to look at the big picture. He wasn't sure how powerful this guy was, but he looked rather intimidating and he seemed to make Cello nervous. That was good enough for Ais. Also, as much as he hated to admit it, he needed more friends. The recent bloody overthrowing of his father and his crew's mutiny did well to whittle down the list of people he called "friend" or "ally." When Dantalion mentioned what the job was, the Arcosian smiled. "Good manners are dead, it seems. Some people can be so ungrateful." He mentioned that they would be collecting "taxes." Was this guy nobility? 'No, no, nobility don't collect taxes. They have people for that.' Perhaps he simply knew someone who was nobility. That seemed the most likely. "I'll do it."
With a smirk, he clenched his fists in excitement. He mentioned the word "passively" though. What did that mean, he wondered? He took it to mean that they weren't going to wantonly slaughter the moochers. Ais was fine with that. Butcher a Kabochan Watermast and you eat for a week. Keep one and milk it daily, and you can have milk and Watermast cheese for as long as the animal lives. It was just good business. When asked about Cello, Ais wondered the same thing. He normally kept Cello out of such matters, but that intense look in his eyes led the Arcosian to believe he wouldn't part from him willingly. Before he could ask Cello what he thought of the whole thing, the Namekian warrior spoke for himself. "I follow Lord Ais and obey his command. I am loyal to him and his family first and foremost. Besides, collecting money is tame compared to some of the things i've done in my day." The Namekian still hovered next to Ais, his arms crossed as he continued to look at the demon. "If you don't mind my coming along that is." At the mention of him doing worse, Ais remembered that Cello was once a mercenary before his father saved his life. That must have been what he was talking about. "Well, it seems my companion is in agreement." He looked at Cello and gave him a nod as if to say "thank you," then looked back at Dantalion. "Where are we headed, my friend?" The Arcosian had a good feeling about this one. He felt like accepting the job would prove to be a smart decision.
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Post by Dantalion on Apr 5, 2017 9:06:05 GMT
"Yes. I must agree, ever since I landed on this rock marry a single person has held even a lick of respect for the Mazoku." Dantalion responded, glad that he had accepted the work, not that he was worried he would say no, if it came to it he could handle it himself, It was simply easier to have an extra pair of arms carrying unconscious stragglers. "And as for you Namekian." The words came off as harsh and uncouth, it was hard to give them respect anymore, not since so little had been given to himself. "I would gladly accept your assistance. The more the merry I always say." He lied, not once in his short existence had he ever said those words, but it didn't hurt to attempt to be cordial even if his words were underlined with an unintended venom.
"Yes, where to indeed." He responded a notebook pulled out, slashes ran through village Names as he looked for one of this Month's Rebellions. "Right... One of the Dragon Clan Villages. Those ones are always a bothersome chore to deal with." He groaned, he always kept these ones till last. It gave them the sense of confidence their numbers restored and ready to fight back against their supposed oppressors. He looked towards the number next to it, "Okay... Roughly a clan of two hundred, so that should be around... Five Hundred Zeni should be all we need." He finished, a resounding click echoing from beneath his cape of Demonic Haze as he turned towards the duo. "Right just follow me then." He continued, a wave of Dark and foreboding Ki wrapped around him like a cape would a neck. His form slowly shifting in the air as a slight breeze wafted across the uppermost portion of his haze, the skeletal features shown for no more than a passing second.
With that, he entrusted the duo would follow him, not too long a journey, no more than ten minutes at the most. "Right. So fair warning." The Demon said with a courteous warmth in his voice, it was nice to have company, more so nice to have a company that wasn't in some fashion or another intolerable. "When we get there, expect resistance. Probably eight to nine. That is what they tend to be at." He continued, his garnet lights rolling around the length of the cloud to look at the duo, "Also, there Power Level from what I can gauge is around the three to four thousand zone. Not entirely sure, though. Don't know how to check Power Levels." He continued, hoping that either of them could tell him what it was in his place. It would be nice to know how powerful he is for once, rather than simple estimations made on almost entirely flawed maths. Basing your answers on how much TNT can destroy is a far from an accurate way to figure out the maths.
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Post by Ais on Apr 5, 2017 19:04:36 GMT
Ais nodded when their destination was known. He hadn't heard of this Dragon Clan before, nor had he heard of the Mazoku, but those names seemed to hold some weight. The "Mazoku" name in particular piqued his interest. Were they the ruling force on the planet? From what Cello told him of his home, the planet was ruled by a Grand Elder. Much has happened in the years he has been gone, it seems. Ais figured that the demon worked with them seeing as how he was collecting taxes for them. Once Dantalion took off, Ais and Cello followed close behind. The Arcosian hoped the trip wouldn't take too long. While flying might seem fantastical to baser races, it was actually quite boring once you got used to it. They hadn't been flying for long when Dantalion warned them that they would face resistance. Eight to nine Namekians, each with a power level of three thousand to four thousand. Ais wished he thought to grab his Scouter before they were exiled. It would have proven useful here. Thankfully, Cello could sense energy. From what he understood, it was basically the same thing. From what he remembered, his power level was nearing five thousand. It could get even higher if he transformed too. Power levels in the low thousands shouldn't be much trouble, even with eight or nine of them. "They're strong for their kind, i'll admit. But the two of us should be able to handle it. How do you want this done, by the way? I understand not killing them, but they can grow limbs back, can't they?" He joked. With the two of them, it should be relatively easy. He wasn't sure of Dantalion's strength, but he seemed to scare Cello a bit. He wondered just how strong he was. Never before has someone made Cello nervous with their mere presence. He must be very powerful. The Namekian had nerves stronger than steel. That was part of what Ais loved about him. He didn't scare easily. The Arcosian lord was just happy this guy and him were on the same side. For the moment, at least. Dantalion
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Post by Dantalion on Apr 6, 2017 8:02:05 GMT
Dantalion turned to see luckily the two had followed him, well if they could follow orders then no doubt they would be of great value to the Mazoku. Provided they were inclined to help, "Nah. There never too much of a problem. More so just a literal handful." He responded the garnet lights twisting in the haze to look frontward. If he could sense Power Level then he might have been prepared for what was to come. "I mean, they do regenerate limbs... But they don't tend to-" His words quickly cut short as a hurricane of Ki flow and barreled towards the trio, Dantalion too occupied with small talk to even notice the swarm of Gren lights that peppered the sky, explosions warping the clouds with large bulbous bangs. Dantalion's figure all but vanished as a cloud of blackness rolled over his form, clenching tightly around his skin as a large Silhouette of his form rolled through the skies.
A cry of anguish ruptured, not one of necessary pain, but so one would have when a prized possession was ripped from one's fingertips, "Those asshats! I got that cloak from my father damn it!" He roared, his mildly calm voice twisting and curling into rage and violence. The smoke slowly drifted off, the first of his features drawn visible was the Skeletal Carapace that he had so endearingly called a face. "Son's of bitches. Must have been training since last time." He groaned, his lower body becoming bare to see, his back laced with long curved scales, shining opalescently in the Namekian sun while braids of thorns rolled along his spine with a far more malevolent tinge.
"Okay then. New plan for the passive assault. Don't tear off their heads. Everything else..." He trailed off, a dark tinge of malevolence encroached around him, his veins pulsing up and down as purple underlay his skin. He darted down, his shape twisting back and forth as he pinpointed one of the stragglers, his fist clenched close like a venus fly trap clasping onto its prey, he held in a single mandible a Namekian soldiers leg, two swings taken back and fourth as bones cracked and skin snapped in twain before dropping him on the ground. Well, that was one down. Now only eight more to go. Ais (Sorry for the poor post. Bit tired while writing this one up.)
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Post by Ais on Apr 7, 2017 13:12:09 GMT
Ais was preoccupied with conversation when the attack hit, so Cello was the only one who had a clue what was coming. Before he could get off a warning, Dantalion was struck, losing his cloak and revealing his full form. His voice cut right htrough Cello, sending a shiver down his spine. Ais was impressed by the demon's intimidating nature. He was going to prove to be an interesting ally. The Arcosian was certain of it. When Dantalion informed the two of his new plan, he got a nod and a "roger that" from Ais as he and Cello veered off and dodged a hail of ki blasts from the ground. A soldier intercepted Ais and flew straight up from the ground, hitting him in the chin with a solid punch. Ais flew straight up and rubbed the point of impact. "Owww... oh, that's it. You're gonna pay for that." While Ais grumbled, Cello struck the Namekian with a graceful midair kick, sending him into a mountainside. The Namekian flew upwards to check on his master.
"Lord Ais, do you require assistance?" He asked respectfully. The Arcosian shook his head and hissed.
"No. You take someone else. I have this cocky little bastard." The Arcosian lord cracked his neck once Cello flew off to deal with another one of the Namekians, blinking around him with incredible speed and peppering him with heavy punches and kicks in the most open areas. Meanwhile, the Namekian Ais was facing rose from the stone in the mountainside. The two stared each other down intensely. "Come at me if you want to die." The Arcosian hissed at a low volume. The Namekian roared and charged at the Arcosian, but was met with a tail whip to the face. He grabbed onto the Arcosian's tail though and swung him towards the ground, chasing after him. Ais blinked out of the way of the warrior's attempted punch and reappeared behind him. "I've had it with you!" He pointed his index finger at the Namekian, a thin blue beam firing out of his fingertip and piercing right through the warrior's lower back. This was Ais's signature move, the Execution Beam. Thick, purple blood came out of the alien's mouth as he gasped in surprise, falling to the ground. Ais calmly lowered himself and approached the grounded warrior, who tried desperately to stand as the Arcosian drew nearer.
"Damn you... bastard..." The Namekian choked out.
"Be a good boy and stay down." To make sure he couldn't get back up, Ais pierced both of his legs with his Execution Beam. Not heeding the warrior's anguished cries, Ais flew off to deal with the other Namekians. By Ais's count, there were six Namekians left. Just as he made his count, Cello chopped both sides of a Namekian warrior's neck, knocking him out cold and sending him spiraling towards the ground. Five now to go.
[[OOC] Sorry for the wait. Been a little busy. ^^]
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Post by Dantalion on Apr 7, 2017 14:58:08 GMT
Dantalion looked on in worry as a blood rolled down from one of the Namekian's chest and legs. Shit... Now that is four people the Mazoku have possible killed. He groaned in his own inner monologue, if he could wrap the fight up fast enough he might still be able to save their nigh perfect record of no murders on their part. Another two came out fo the woodworks, twisting balls of Ki rupturing on his skin as he flew a little back, the silhouette of smoke rising from opened wounds as cracks formed along his chest, twin tentacles hissed into existence, flicking at the Ki in the air to nourish his wound. "Damn it... This is gonna make a fight awkward..." He muttered as he outstretched an arm, hoping to catch a Namekian off guard from the trail of smoke as a tentacle whipped away the other of the duo. A swift motion, fluid in nature as the Namekian rolled under, another charge of Ki forming in his fist as he cocked back, a gleam in his step and a sense of pride radiating from him as his arm tore through the air, a booming crack resounding through the air as the smoke quickly was torn back, Dantalion's true figure shown as he seemed unphased by the strike. A keen eye could witness it, no bone of Dantalion's had been busted, the sheer confidence had simply nullified the pain as mauled fingers came to sight bent and torn at odd angles as the Namekian quickly backflipped out of harm's way.
"Like hell you do!" Dantalion responded, his form slimming as he lowered, his leg carving a path through the dirt as he upturned the Namekian, his face crashing into the ground with a thud as the other of the Duo came in for a rescue. Ki manifested inside his mouth as he took a shot at the back, the opalescent shine of scales vanishing underneath a wave of Purple energy, shaping and bending over the curvature of Dantalion's back as his jaw dropped down, an echoing wail humming through the air.
Dantalion fell, his arm pressed against the dirt as the Duo turned, rather satisfied with all they had achieved, taking down Dantalion was no easy feat, But with him dealt with, it only left Ais. "Come, brother! Let us finish this fight! Today is the day the Mazoku fall! Today is the day that we take back Namek! Today is the-" The Dragon Caste words were cut short. A rumble groaned through the ground, traces of Dark Ki flowed through the ground like the roots of a mighty tree. The surface cracked and fizzled as rocks floated up, gravity no longer affected as they tried to escape the wave of Ki.
From the Dark recesses, Dantalion rose, a mere charade of death. This was at least the fifth time the plan had worked, fake being defeated, let them build their Bravado and feel powerful. It made it all the easier for recruitment in the long run. "Nice shot. Too bad you ain't getting another." He whispered, his face coming between the two as beads of sweat rolled down, which was essentially them dripping food. His hands cocked back, purple veins highlighting the redness of his skin as they came flying forward like the bullet fo a gun, wrapped around their necks as he lifted them high off the ground, his tentacles whipping and slashing at their legs, leaving slight bruises in the skin. With their forms raised up, he quickly smashed them against the ground, the air sucked dry from their lungs as they coughed, the colour in their eye fading to white as their heads turned on the ground. Two more down, three to g Ais
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Post by Ais on Apr 8, 2017 10:43:15 GMT
Confident from his recent victory, Ais zoomed towards a Namekian that was headed right for him. The two collided in the air, trading punches in an intense flurry. This Namekian was strong. Even stronger than Ais was in his suppressed form. He could get a few blows in on the warrior, but they didn't have the same effect as the other's. Just about the time Ais thought he would have to transform, his green bodyguard finished his opponent with a solid knee to the gut followed up by an uppercut and then came to the rescue. He struck the other Namekian in the neck with a midair kick before taking his place next to Ais. "My lord, I have come to help." He got in his battle stance while the other Namekian recovered from the kick. Ais smirked at his bodyguard. "Very well, Cello. We will take him out together." The Arcosian got back into his battle stance as well and led the charge on the warrior. This Namekian was strong, but with Ais and Cello working together, he began to get overpowered. From the left and the right, the Arcosian lord and his loyal bodyguard hit him with blow after blow. Ais finished the job with a solid kick to the gut, making his eyes bulge out as he made a strange gagging noise. That was enough to make the warrior lose consciousness. Before he could fall, however, Ais grabbed him by the neck with his tail, looking at him for a moment before smirking and dropping him, allowing the Namekian to fall to the ground. There was but one warrior to deal with now. Dantalion
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Post by Dantalion on Apr 8, 2017 12:14:26 GMT
The Single lone Namekian assumed the stance of his people, his brow furrowing as he glared with fierce determination to come out of this fight as top dog. He implanted a foot deeper into the ground, upturning some dirt as he looked back and forth between Cello, Ais and Dantalion. "Well then." The Namekian said, a single step taken in advance as he prepared for a final stand. "It seems you have forced us to use our trump card." He chuckled. Dantalion in response raised a brow, he knew exactly what was coming. They didn't do it often, but when they felt awful cocky and confident in their power, they seemed to be less opposed to the technique, even if it was considered "taboo".
The Namekians quickly bounced into action, the last of their energy wasted on movement as they darted from the ground, their hands pressing against the leg of the single solemn Namekian. And with it, a blast of white light enveloped the area, the cries of the Namekian soldiers in anguish as their bodies were torn asunder, meeting and melding with the soldier as a dark and ominous tone rose over. Dantalion turned behind him, a cacophony of Namekians on a series of instruments, playing up the transformation with a foreboding tone.
After a few minutes the light dissipated, in its place, a single Namekain stood prepared, his chest exposed and his legs covered in long baggy clothing, Where the hell do their clothes go... He thought to himself as the choir quickly scampered away. "Do you see now. The power I possess. If I was to estimate..." He chuckled, confidence in his step as he showed off his Ki, his every step creating a small circular imprint, "I would say it is around fifty thousand." He chuckled, Balls of Ki forming around his fists as Dantalion took a seat, I think the Arcosian can handle this one. He thought it would give him a good chance to gauge the power level. "Oh, the Great Dantalion, oppressor of our people submits." A macabre tone is taken as he turned towards Cello. "I suppose I can deal with the oppressor later. First, a traitor needs to be taught what happens to his kind." He chuckled as he darted towards Cello, spiralling purple balls of energy coiling around as he prepared to be done with his kind. Ais
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Post by Ais on Apr 8, 2017 17:09:38 GMT
Ais looked on, mildly impressed as the Namekians fused together to become one warrior. "Well, these people are full of surprises." Ais did his best to hide his nervousness. If what this Namekian said was true and his power level was indeed fifty thousand, he was in for a fight even in his true form. Cello could feel the true breadth of his power, however. He had heard of Namekian fusion as well. It was just as impressive as in the stories. If only he wasn't facing it down as an enemy. Before anyone could react, the fused warrior targeted Cello and launched an assault at him. The Namekian bodyguard cried out in pain as he was sent flying towards the ground, creating a large crater on impact. He laid there, groaning quietly. He was alive, but barely. Ais growled and glared at the fused warrior. "Very well then. Perhaps you have earned this, my green friend." With a grunt of effort, his muscles bulged and his outer exoskeleton shattered into numerous pieces. The Arcosian's body tensed up and let out a long, drawn out scream as a light blue aura surrounded him. It grew stronger as his power began to spike dramatically. Eventually, the aura became a bright light that hid Ais from view. It soon cleared, however, and Ais stood where he did before. The Arcosian lord was a foot taller and his horns were gone. His form was sleek and slim and his skin was a bright white. Before the fused Namekian could even think of following up on his first attack against Cello, Ais moved to impose himself between Cello and the Namekian faster than they eye could see. There were no words, there were only fists. Ais immediately began to try and hit his opponent with a flurry of punches to the face. At this point, he was trying to draw his attention. He couldn't very well have his bodyguard die here. Not after they just survived a mutiny. Dantalion
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