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Post by Shemha on May 24, 2017 16:37:08 GMT
| Memories of a Dead Master |SHEMHA'S BASE PL: 248,862
SHEMHA'S CURRENT PL: 4,023,368 |
| GAIN BONUSES: GRAVITY X120 | PL MULTIPLIERS: EVIL/GOOD MAJIN W/ BULKING (x16P) |
Meridia couldn’t believe it…Shemha was just…gone! In the past she witnessed the Majin recover from grievous wounds or from large parts of her body being obliterated, but never before had she seen the woman overtaken completely by an attack. Still above Samba in the observation box, she was actually in a bit of shock. Instinct screamed that she rush the wolf and pummel him into the ground, avenge the unexpected death of her friend, but her disbelief left her frozen in place. In the end, that was a good thing, the demon not able to do something irreversible.
While her friend and sparring partner suffered from the aftereffects of the unexpected outcome, Shemha experienced a very different sensation. Unique to her kind, she lived through the experience of having her body ripped apart cell by cell. It hurt, there was no doubt, but at a point in the process the pain faded and with it what was normally considered consciousness. Aware she lived, the experience was akin to an out of body one, as if she stepped back from the material plane into some other place. As powerful as her regenerative qualities were, they still took several seconds to kick in during this sort of scenario. During that time it was as if her soul floated on its own. Was that what it felt like to die?
Shemha wasn’t awarded the time to contemplate or even the presence of mind to delve deep into the thought as she felt a sudden tug. In the empty crater that the others assumed marked her grave, red blobs became visible. At first only a few dotted the area, but then more took shape. The molecules that remained continued to cluster, rebuilding cells and then reshaping into tissue. Over the next second or two the pace quickened, the small blobs fusing into larger chunks.
Meridia, despite herself, gasped at the suddenness of it all before a smile stretched over her face. She knew what was happening now.
Several seconds later the growing blob of bubblegum like matter stretched, reaching up to a height of 6’2” and retaking the form Samba was familiar with. Lastly, her features and clothing rushed to the surface and with a small pop, her eyes shot open.
”Seems I underestimated you Samba and that technique of yours. That hurt.” She said with a roll of her neck as if working out kinks. It had hurt, beyond anything she felt before, yet here she stood. The grin on her lips said it all, she was proud of herself for taking the blast full on and living. This only justified the growing confidence the Majin had in her durability.
About to compliment him further on the master of the Kikoho, something slammed into her side.
Meridia’s arms wrapped around the Majin in a tight hug, nearly tackling her off her feet in all the excitement. Not much for physical embraces, but caring little for personal space, Shemha took it with a small smile. She may not be a hugger, but she appreciated the sentiment. Thinking someone might actually miss her if she was to perish did warm her just a little.
”Easy Meridia.” Shemha almost chuckled as she staggered a step under the assault. Not expressing any hard feelings, Samba could relax now considering he hadn’t actually murdered the first potential student he fought against since acquiring his title.
TAGS: Samba
OOC NOTES: Shemha lives!
Techniques used:
Shemha
Regeneration
3/3 KP
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Post by Samba on May 25, 2017 20:56:15 GMT
| Memories of a Dead Master |SAMBA'S BASE PL: 198,377
SAMBA'S CURRENT PL: 3,174,032 |
| GAIN BONUSES: x120G | | PL MULTIPLIERS: BASHKAR (x16P) |
Her smile completely threw him for a loop, so much that his hyperventilation stopped for a few seconds as he looked back at her incredulously. Her smile was so confusing compared to her stare of shock and despair not even ten seconds ago. Why was she smiling? He couldn't help but wonder and then look back towards where his gaze was locked at, he couldn't help it when his jaw almost hit the floor.
There it was, small particles of what looked like bubblegum suddenly appearing en mass on the blast zone where his Kikoho had hit, the small pink blobs conjoined and molding with each other to form the impressively tall form of Shemha, the woman looking no worse for wear, her outfit didn't even seem damaged at all!
How did she—
'Oh yeah...' Samba blinked twice as old information was brought to the forefront of his mind. 'I remember now, Majins are notorious for doing shit like that. Beryl was quite adamant to inform us that if we ever had to kill a Majin to make sure there was nothing left, not even a small particle of their being because they'd be able to regenerate from that.'
The Zoan shook his head, her voice bringing him back from his musing and also earning a deadpan stare. "You talk like you merely tanked it and came out no worse for wear." He pointed at accusing finger at her. "I'm gonna have nightmares after this, you know that right? I'm sending you the bill from the therapy I'll need after this." He was mostly talking in jest now, but he was truthful about the nightmares thing; it wouldn't be too bad but it would certainly annoy him to no end.
He stood there for a few seconds, shifting his feet with an air of restlessness. "Now what?"
TAGS: Shemha
OOC NOTES: This pupper is gonna have nightmares for a while.
Techniques used: None.
KP: 2/3
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Post by Shemha on May 30, 2017 2:10:45 GMT
| Memories of a Dead Master |SHEMHA'S BASE PL: 248,862
SHEMHA'S CURRENT PL: 4,023,368 |
| GAIN BONUSES: GRAVITY X120 | PL MULTIPLIERS: EVIL/GOOD MAJIN W/ BULKING (x16P) |
Still hugged tight by Meridia, Shemha allowed herself to smirk at Samba’s reaction. Clearly he thought she was gone, most not familiar with just how much a Majin could regenerate from. Was it nightmare inducing, she wasn’t sure about that. Perhaps the Crane Master needed to spend some more time in the field to strengthen his resolve. If the thought of death made him uneasy, he might not fair so well in what was likely to come in the near future. War was coming.
”Therapy bill, eh? I might have to send you a bill of my own if Meridia here doesn’t stop squeezing me.” Shemha not so subtly hinted, the comment directed more towards the demon than the Zoan. Although a little bit of an airhead at times, the girl wasn’t an idiot.
With a small, almost shy smile, Meridia released her red companion and backed away.
”Your furry friend is lucky you put yourself back together so quickly Shem. I was about to kick his ass.” The demon said with a playful wink directed Samba’s way. Despite the flirtatious gesture, it was the truth. Fully prepared to avenger her only real friend, Meridia was likely lucky it hadn’t come to that.
”I am sure you were.” Shemha admitted half halfheartedly. A roll of her eyes showing her doubts.
”Perhaps we should call it a day for now? I did enjoy myself, but I would hate to see one of us push to far. I don’t think you can regenerate can you?” Shemha jested, hinting that if they were to continue she would be the winner. After all, she was the Commander of the SSE and could hardly allow herself to lose to a simple master.
TAGS: Samba
OOC NOTES: Vacation weekend is over!
Techniques used:
Shemha
3/3 KP
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Post by Samba on May 30, 2017 15:16:54 GMT
| Memories of a Dead Master |SAMBA'S BASE PL: 198,377
SAMBA'S CURRENT PL: 3,174,032 |
| GAIN BONUSES: x120G | | PL MULTIPLIERS: BASHKAR (x16P) |
Samba huffed out a breath, amusement twinkling in his green eyes. "It's not like you're putting too much of a fight to dislodge her, now are ya?" He teased as the moment passed, the Zoan finally calming down after a while of slow breathing and getting his bearings back, even so, his heart was still beating a little too fast for it to be healthy.
He blinked at the wink throw at him, the Zoan blushing bashfully at the flirting tone he could detect coming from the Demonic woman, while flattered he wasn't really a ladies man as he batted for the other team. But he could definitely see himself with a woman if said person was compatible with him.
At the question of being able to regenerate the Zoan shuddered as he imagined going through what Shemha must have before waving her off. "Yeah, yeah. I can't regenerate damage like that, you Majins are really troublesome with that. One moment you think they're down and then BAM, suddenly they're up in your face ready for round two." He sighed melodramatically, his hands firmly set on his hips. "Still, this mock battle was really strenuous yet eventful, and even though I liquify you for a few seconds everyone can walk away from this feeling stronger."
He got it, though, if he kept fighting her he'd be the loser in this battle as she could outlast him in every way possible. So without further ado, he said, "Gravity Chamber, off!" With a hum the simulation came off as the room powered down, returning everything back to normal sans the blackened circle in the room. He groaned. "Beryl's gonna kill me if he sees what I did to the floor!" He scratched the back of his head while pulling a face, in the end, he decided he'd worry about fixing it later since right now he wanted nothing more than going to his quarters and sleep for a thousand years.
If they didn't have much more to talk about the Wolfman would show Shemha and Meridia the way out, waving at their retreating backs as he set his way towards his bedroom to get a well-deserved sleep.
He needed a lot to think about and go through and he couldn't do that unless he was well rested, but one thing was for sure though. 'Namek, eh? I wonder what that place looks like, Gnash wasn't very forthcoming with the details...' This Zoanthrope was ready to leave this planet and paid Namek a visit in the near future, the threat of Xylo being there notwithstanding.
TAGS: Shemha
OOC NOTES: This thread was fun! We should do it again sometime in the future :3 I'd like PL please, with all the bonuses that are applicable.
Techniques used: None.
KP: 3/3
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Post by Shemha on May 31, 2017 17:41:56 GMT
| Memories of a Dead Master |SHEMHA'S BASE PL: 248,862
SHEMHA'S CURRENT PL: 4,023,368 |
| GAIN BONUSES: GRAVITY X120 | PL MULTIPLIERS: EVIL/GOOD MAJIN W/ BULKING (x16P) |
Around her the fancy display that was their simulated fighting arena faded only to be replaced with the far less intricate grounds that house the gravity machine. All that remained to indicate any training had gone on was the hold in the floor from Samba’s Kikoho. Freed of Meridia’s grip, the Majin turned to regard the pit. The Final Flash technique that Habana was capable of was powerful, but the Crane School’s technique rivaled it. Perhaps it was something he could teach her in the future, if she was able to earn enough of his respect.
Friendly towards one another for the most part, she wasn’t naïve enough to consider them close allies just yet. He showed interest in her desire to set up the Wild Hunt with a new purpose, but he needed time to think. That was fine; she needed time to gather others to her cause. Only when she had numbers and power would the group be able to influence the powers of the galaxy. If worst came to worst, Shemha could use the group against the Empire’s enemies, but she hope it didn’t come to that.
Satisfied with the session and the potential ally, Shemha was just fine with calling it quits for the day. Escorted out by the polite Zoan, both females turned to pay their respects as they prepared to leave. Shemha offered him a bow while Meridia dipped into a curtsey.
”Until we meet again, Samba. Perhaps next time we can train at my facility…it’s larger than yours.” She jabbed, as if size mattered when it came to dojos. (It most definitely does!) She was glad to have met him, the newest and hopefully longer lived master of the Crane School.
”Catch yah around Wolfe.” Meridia said with a smile, the sudden nickname thrown out just as the girl turned to follow her red companion. And with that the duo departed, headed for the next individual on her list of potential candidates, unaware that instead of one, she was about to come across two.
TAGS: Samba
OOC NOTES: PL for me please with that sweat 120 grav! I really enjoyed the thread!
Techniques used:
Shemha
3/3 KP
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Post by Queen Habana on Jun 6, 2017 3:51:49 GMT
Shemha | WC: 9193 | PL Gains: 21,099 | New PL: 323,642
Samba | WC: 8965 | PL Gains: 19,365 | New PL: 235,949
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