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Post by Purika on Apr 30, 2017 0:41:47 GMT
OPEN TO 1 SSE MEMBER PL: 146,138 Purika flew towards the capital, having completed a mission that he requested to do in turn for some zeni. He dressed in his usual black spandex, consisting of short leggings and sleeves, accompanied by his armor torso piece. His mission was to crush a slave rebellion that was based far outside of the capital. It wasn’t too far for Purika, though, as he could fly at alarming speeds, faster than the normal eye could keep up with. As he flew, the capital now started to come closer and closer into his view, and fast too.
So he wouldn’t shoot directly over it, he lowered his speed and then started to head towards the imperial centre where he was assigned his mission. He finally came to a complete stop, hovering right above the doorsteps of the centre. Purika tilted his head downward and started to descend closer to the ground, one foot touching the ground before the other. The wind that rushed through the capital caused his hair to wave back as he walked forward. He raised his hand and pressed the button on the door, causing it to slide open.
He stepped through the doorway and headed over to the missions desk, a smirk forming at the thought of his reward for completing his assignment. The motion sensor placed above the doorway detected that he walked away from the doorway, closing it when it did. Of course he had to have proof he completed it, though, so he removed his body camera from its attached place on his armor. He got done with the mission quickly and swiftly too, being particularly easy for someone of his strength. He also suppressed his strength earlier, not wanting too much attention coming his way.
He walked over to the counter at which a humanoid alien sat, the one who assigned him his mission. “All done.” Purika said to the man, placing his body cam on the desk. “Alright… let's see…” The man said as he picked up Purika’s body cam. Purika crossed his arms as he watched the man take his body cam and place it on another device, pulling it up on a display. A few minutes went by, showing the entire task being completed.
“Good job.” The man behind the counter said. The man then opened a locked drawer which held reward zeni, him grabbing a select amount out and placing it on the desk. “There you go.” The man said as he put the body cam in a compartment along with some other ones. He then started to go back to doing whatever he was doing before Purika arrived. Purika grabbed the zeni off the counter before depositing it back into his pocket.
He made his way out of the building, walking down the steps and then down the street towards his home. After a few minutes of walking through the bustling crowd of the capital’s streets, he made it to his home. He unlocked his door and entered the house, heading down the hall to his room. He entered the room and removed the zeni from his pocket, putting it in a storage compartment alongside all his other zeni. Now that he did his mission, he wondered what he should do now?
He sat on the edge of his bed, scratching his head and looking up at the ceiling. He quickly came up with an answer, it being very simple. He could train as he usually did, it wasn’t like he had anything better to do. He had to prepare himself for the upcoming war with the Mazoku threat, so he always had to be in top condition. He rose to his feet, leaving his covers wrinkled as he did so.
He straightened them out quickly and exited the room, heading down the hall towards the exit of his home. He walked out the front door and closed it behind him, taking in some fresh air from the outside. Now he decided on whether he should walk to the dojo and train there or not, having sold his gravity chamber as he favored using the newly constructed dojo. He quickly chose flying there over walking, not wanting to waste any time. Now he used his ki to ascend into the sky, halting himself as he got above the level of the tallest building in his path.
His crimson aura flared around him before he shot forward, it taking him only a few seconds to reach the dojo. He floated down to the entrance of the dojo, facing the wooden double doors that rested in front of him. He grabbed the handle of one of the doors, pulling it back and walking in. He looked around the room, the same as usual. He didn’t want to train alone, though, as that wasn’t what he came here for. He wanted to train with someone else, his training robot started to get pretty predictable.
He wanted to experience something relatively new so he’d have to stay on his toes, just like in a battle against the enemy. Now he did something he thought would attract some attention to him, flaring his power level. Purika fully unsuppressed his power level, his full strength being shown to the world around him. Now he waited for someone to come and join him. Meanwhile, he did some exercises so he wouldn't be standing there doing anything.
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Post by Vennel on Apr 30, 2017 21:25:14 GMT
[Thread Power Level: 264,984] [Makyo Star Active] [Suppression In Use]
The encounter at the space port had been some time ago now, and Vennel had taken to mostly keeping to herself, and preparing for Kizuki’s arrival. But she hadn’t trained in over a week now, and was beginning to feel rusty already. Her home, and the gravity chamber inside of it, were out in the wastes, a place she felt she could get some training done in relative solitude. And especially since meeting with the commander, the majin Shemha, she wasn’t satisfied with the gap between them. The second in command, was still a decent way ahead of her in power, not including her new oozaru form. And if she ever wanted to stand toe-to-toe with the new Queen, she’d need to do a great deal more to catch up. But before she could even finish her synthkaf drink, a sudden surge of power could be felt. It wasn’t all that strong, but it felt like saiyan energy, and more specifically, like the fool of a man that was present during her meeting with the commander. And given the fact she felt no other power near him, it seemed as though he were trying to challenge someone to fight him. Seems someone needs a lesson in propriety.Strapping on her scouter, the former queen finished her drink and walked out her front door. Setting her eyes on the direction the power signature was coming for, she tore off into the sky towards the destination. * * * As she approached, she saw that there was a large building at the edge of Cacumber, near the location she’d set up the barracks in fact, when she was the reigning monarch. Ever since it was deconstructed and left in a dilapidated state, she figured it would remain as such. But low and behold, it had been rebuilt, and seemed to be much larger and all around better. The woman was impressed, but would reserve final judgements for when she entered the building. Setting down in front of the doors, she drew a few sidewards glances from passersby, who saw what appeared to be a high ranking elite, approach the dojo. Most of them knowing either who she was, or that her armor indicated a high status. And while she may not have been formally given such status within the current regime, she had taken it herself- daring anyone that would say otherwise to prove it. With confidence, she strode in through the front doors, pushing them open with her arms as a declaration of her arrival. She could see the saiyan who had issued the silent challenge alone within the training facility. Her gaze held the sort of contempt you’d expect of a seasoned veteran, looking down their nose at a greenhorn. “ You know, flaring your power level like that might be misread as a sign of confidence. And with a power like that, you’ve nothing to be so confident about.” Her eyes quickly located a computer panel, assumedly one that controlled the gravity simulator, if this facility was up to par with the one she had once set up originally. Her gaze then turned back upon the man in the center. “ So, toy soldier, if you wish to fight, I’d suggest you prove it. Why don’t you set the gravity machine up- this facility does have one, correct? Why don’t we set it to fifty ‘gee’s?” While being the maximum her body could withstand, she wondered if the man before her could withstand the same level. She doubted as much, given his lower power, but who knows, perhaps he trained in this facility much more than she did. If that were the case, then he was truly low class trash, only having come this far with superior training equipment at his disposal. But perhaps her power wasn’t the result of mere training. Perhaps there was merit to her old suppositions. Time would tell. And to respond to his challenge, she figured using roughly seventy-five percent of her full strength. [Energy Setting In-Use: 200,000]“ I think this should be enough power to deal with you. I’ll show you why low-class scum like you will always be just that.” Raising her arm up, she beckoned the saiyan toward herself, issuing a challenge of her own.
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Post by Purika on May 1, 2017 0:17:09 GMT
Purika did some handstand pushups, only utilizing one hand to do so. He did this to not waste any training time while waiting for someone to notice his power and head towards him, using his power almost like some sort of flare. What he didn't notice was that someone was preparing to enter the dojo? Purika looked towards the door, seeing that the person outside began to open the door. This persons power level was suppressed, he could tell.
He didn’t bother stopping to greet them at the door, only continuing to exercise with his eyes locked on the door. Who he was sensing was very familiar, someone he met very recently. He finally pinpointed who this was, it was the woman who he’d met at the docking bay. The docking bay in which Kaza and himself got into their little quarrel, but he just shoved that to the side. Her personality changed quite a bit, and he started to dislike her.
He assumed she didn’t give a shit whether or not he did, but it was just how he felt. The woman walked through the wooden double doors, presenting herself to him. She spoke as she came in, Purika listening to her words closely. “I am not satisfied with the amount of power I currently have which is why I flared my power level, to attract a training partner.” He stated to the woman. He finally stopped exercising, sending some force to the ground which caused him to spring up a bit.
He positioned himself to land on the ground, landing on his two feet. He went on to listen to her next statement. So she was calling him a toy? Those humans were the toys compared to him, but he wasn't sure how much power this woman truly had. She'd been suppressing it the whole time, just like at the docking bay.
“Correct, it does have one.” Purika said, replying to her first question. He paused as she asked her second question. “Fifty Gee’s? Pretty basic but alright.” He said in response to her request. When he replied, he took a step towards the panel on the wall before he disappeared from the sight of the normal, untrained eye. In actuality, he was just moving very fast, but he was sure that his speed was nothing compared to the speed of the woman which stood before him.
He halted himself in front of the panel, raising his hand to meet it. Making his way to the gravity settings on the panel, he sat it to Fifty G’s. The sequence began and the pressure started to build up, as long as the temperature inside the room getting warmer. Purika’s tail waved around as his anticipation to fight grew, a result of his saiyan blood. She raised her power level to nearly seventy-five percent of her power, his power lacking behind hers.
Even if he was outmatched, this only provided for a better challenge. He took her insult in quite easily, a grin coming to his face. “We’ll just have to wait and see about that.” He said as he entered his battle stance. With a wave of her hand she called him towards her.
Purika was glad to accept her challenge. His crimson aura flared around him as he sprang towards her. He was going to start things off basic and make its way up. He reeled his fist back before shooting it forward, aimed straight for her abdomen. He was sure that this was going to become a very interesting fight. He would have to stay on his toes to keep up with her.
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Post by Vennel on May 1, 2017 21:45:36 GMT
It seemed that the man was already starting some pre-workout routine of his. As he defended his reason, she knew exactly why he did it. It worked, too, to a degree. But Vennel remembered how he was when she’d first arrived back on Vegeta. He was arrogant, reminded her of herself when she first sat on the throne. And to the man’s credit, he had trained rather diligently, seeing as he’d stated only 50G was a “basic,” level of simulation. That, or he was all bravado, which, honestly she was more inclined to believe. Her tail was wrapped firmly around her waist, as she watched the novice’s wriggle freely. His emotions were getting the better of him. All this time, she elected to remain quiet. Nothing he’d said warranted a response, and this wasn’t a social visit. Vennel aimed to show him once and for all where he fell on the pecking order. She was surprised that he hadn’t transformed into that golden haired atrocity yet. Usually a saiyan of his power could attain it, and her profiling said he was the sort to use it right away and as much as he could. Was she wrong? Eh, probably not. And just as he accepted her challenge, and the gravity pulled down on her, she felt the strain of the gravity taking it’s toll. She’d need this higher power than his to keep up. But the man decided to act rather brazenly. He was pulling his punches. Quite literally. He launched forward and pulled his arm back and aimed it for her midsection. Amateur.As soon as he’d close in, she utilized her superior reach with her legs. Her right leg would snap up as soon as his chin was in range, aiming to send him off course or simply away. Regardless of if she hit or not, she’d utilize her ki to push herself out of range of his fist, similarly to how one would fly. Such straight forward attacks weren’t going to work, not on Vennel. But with the fight underway, she’d put some more space between them. Jumping back, her body fell into her usual battle stance; her center of gravity low, legs spread apart, and her arms brought up to defend her face and right side, leaving her back ‘exposed.’ “ I hope you can do better than that, trash. If not you should retire now, we don’t need soldiers who will just die the first time they get into a real fight.” She’d give him another shot, since his first was so poorly executed. Maybe he’d try something interesting this time. Or actually land something. Even with the gravity affecting her fighting efficacy, such straight forward techniques were a simple matter. “ Don’t pull your punches. You’re fighting the former queen of Vegeta. I’ve only been defeated once, and that was by Zucceta. If you’re going to try and take it easy on me, you’re going to regret it. You’re not her.”
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Post by Purika on May 2, 2017 2:14:50 GMT
As Purika approached the woman, intended on delivering a strike to her abdomen, he began to shoot his arm forward. She then struck Purika with a quick move, sending her foot straight into his chin. A shot of pain shot through Purika’s chin for only second, not being much to affect him. The kick had enough force behind it to send him flying upwards, it surprising him. He quickly lowered his head back down towards her, stopping himself in the air and pushing himself back.
“Looks like I'm going to have to use some of my better techniques if I want to hit her.” Purika thought to himself as he landed back on the ground. He was going to have to be faster than that if he wanted to land a hit on her. Little did Purika know, this was the ‘witch’ that he’d met in the wastes only a couple of months ago. Purika got back into his fighting position as he thought up some strategies quickly.
The woman was simply toying with him right now. Purika put on his rather serious and determined face as he stared down his target. She spoke about her former status, referring to how inferior he was to her. Starting out simple was truly a bad idea. Purika prepared himself to go back on the offensive. Purika sent ki from the main ki pool of his body down to his right leg as he made preparations to attack.
His speed then came into play, him disappearing from the sight of the normal, untrained eye. He quickly made his way behind the female in an attempt to catch her by surprise. His leg hardened by the use of his ki, giving his leg a crimson hue. He lowered his speed, reappearing into the normal line of sight. The gravity that weighed down on him had little to no effect on him.
He trained in higher levels of gravity, all the way up to 130 G’s. He was sure he could make it to 140 G’s sometime soon, and then finally reach the maximum setting, 150 G’s. He swung his right leg forward without hesitation in an attempt to strike her backside. How would she react to such an attack? Purika didn’t put all of his ki into his leg so he wouldn’t be left defenseless if she decided to attack him.
Used [UP2] Martial Arts -2 KP 1/3 KP
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Post by Vennel on May 3, 2017 2:53:33 GMT
Sure enough, her foot connected. It didn’t seem to do much damage, as she expected, but it did send the overeager warrior pause, and knocked him off course. All the same, with some distance between them served her well to analyze his movements, as he did the same. Purika’s face took on a more serious tone as he looked at her, as though he had a renewed purpose and goal. She’d hope her plan was set up well enough. The coal-haired saiyan across from her charged forth, trying to move much faster than before. But speed alone was only something that confused a novice combatant. A practiced warrior didn’t leave everything just to having quicker reaction times. And while her body strained against the gravity pulling on her, she could still sense his energy and know where he was. So when he finally closed in on her, and disappeared from view, aiming to strike at her back, it was a good thing she’d prepared ahead of time. In the beat of a heart, Vennel could sense Purika behind her. The male of her species tried to exploit the perceived weakness in her stance by attacking her backside. The fool. Her tail quickly uncoiled from her waist, reacting as fast as she could. With a snap of her tail, flicking back towards the warrior, it’d crack the air between them, causing a huge wind storm and kinetic shockwave to fly back and strike the would-be assailant. A thunderous boom echoed throughout the training facility, a literal sonic boom, following her attack's wake. The strength and power evident in the technique, as her tail had to move faster than the speed of sound, in order to do what it did. [Attack names are really, unnecessary [UP2] was used. ]She’d left her backside to appear exposed, knowing most people didn’t expect a saiyan to fight using their tail. Many lacked the ability to see it’s ability in combat, if used correctly. While being a weakness of theirs, and something of a liability considering most aliens aim for them in order to defeat an oozaru, it still had it’s uses. After the snap of her tail, Vennel would quickly push up off the ground and jet towards Purika’s body. With her sights set, she’d aim to brake mid-flight, and rotate her body around, like a bicycle kick. The resulting maneuver intending to drive her foot into the stomach of her opponent. She wasted no time in continuing her assault, aiming to capitalize on her advantage. She didn’t want to overextend, so she kept her assault to the parry and the kick. What happened next was up to her opponent.
KP at start of turn: 3/3 Active Power Level: 200,000
Attack names are really, unnecessary [UP2] was used at 66% 132,000 => 96,451 Dealing 35,549 in damage at Purika
KP at end of turn: 1/3
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Post by Purika on May 3, 2017 22:19:17 GMT
Purika watched as his speeding kick was intercepted by her even faster tail, which moved so fast that it cracked the air it slammed against. Before Purika could react to any of this, he was caught in the windstorm that was caused by her tail. He quickly threw his arms up as the wind pushed him back. A loud noise caused by the speed of her tail accompanied this windstorm, causing his ears to ring for a bit. He flew back for a bit, gaining some control back over himself.
The clever and swift move that she made damaged his leg a bit since it was right at the impact site of her own attack. It only ached a bit, but that was nothing Purika couldn’t handle. He was a saiyan built for battle, after all, he lived for it. One thing was sure, the woman knew how to put her tail to use. She was even better than he was at utilizing it, which only led him to plan on training his own tail even more sometime in the near future. Purika’s eyes locked onto her as she headed towards him, prepared for anything she would attempt.
He now could control his body again, his kick softening the strength of her attack which gave him more recovering time. When she got closer and attempted to kick him, he quickly floated downwards in a quick motion. Now that she was above him, he threw both of his hands above him while hunched over. Ki traveled from the main pool of his body up to the palms of his hand. Wasting no time, crimson energy shot from both of Purika’s palms.
Both ki waves merged together to form one big one. The attack wasn’t that strong, but it was a counter for her assumably weak attack. He sensed how much power her attack had behind it, which wasn’t that strong. He knew this attack would do little to no damage to her, but he needed to regain some more energy so he could pump out some more efficient attacks.
No KP Use +1 KP 2/3 KP
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Post by Vennel on May 3, 2017 23:39:40 GMT
Her attack had done the trick, the blowback from her tail slap having pushed Purika further away. But it seemed he was able to get his wits about him just in time to right himself in the air. He smartly pushed himself out of range of her kick, dropping below her. A smart ploy, if Vennel were to be honest. He was capable of adapting, or maybe he finally realized he needed to drop the kiddy gloves he tried to put on at first. Still, he tried to keep her at a range, seeing that she was strong in close quarters, as evidence of her rebuffs of two different melee assaults. However, if he was assuming she couldn’t handle fighting at a range, then he was in for an interesting revelation. Vennel closed the gap, flying straight into the oncoming energy, as Purika unleashed it at her. Her own ki surged around her, empowering her to overcome the energy coming at her. The crimson tinged light peeled off of the Saiyan like she were a hot knife cutting through butter. Purika’s energy and light pouring over and around her as she encroached upon his location. She traveled through the energy, and once she was upon him, she reached forward, her hand thrusting out to grab his face. Her own ki empowering her hand as she would try and grab hold of the saiyan’s head, clutching it tightly as she would attempt to slam him into the ground. [Vennel's Personal Martial Arts Style [N1] was used. ]“ This all you’ve got? I’ve taken actual shits stronger than you!” She’d bellow out at the man, regardless of connecting with him or not. After her attempted face grapple, she’d pull back from him, taking a reprieve from the assault, and allowing him to fight back. She wanted to see what he was capable of, beyond just his aggression, bravado, and power. Did he have any brains about him? Could he give her a run for her money? He had an even smaller margin to overcome in order to hold his own against her. At least, smaller in comparison to the gulf that separated herself and Cipher when they fought. If she could do it, anyone could, they just had to be less shit about it. She needed to find good, reliable soldiers for something. And this was a sort of test to see if Purika made the cut. So far, he could at best be counted on for being a meat shield to take a proverbial bullet for someone else. And that was no good, not for Vennel, who needed actually living soldiers. “ Show me what a true born son of Vegeta is capable of. Lest our people be relegated to the annals of history- our glory a figment of the past forever marred by the failings of a few. PROVE TO ME YOU HAVE WHAT IT TAKES TO CALL YOURSELF SAIYAN!”
KP at start of turn: 1/3 Active Power Level: 200,000
Vennel's personal martial arts style [N1] was used at 33% Dealing 66,000 in damage at Purika
KP at end of turn: 0/3
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Post by Purika on May 5, 2017 2:03:59 GMT
Purika continued to supply the wave of ki with energy, it flowing out and charging straight at Vennel. The wave of crimson ki wasn’t strong enough, though, as he started to sense her getting closer to him. His ki wave went around her as she pressed forward, the energy hitting the ceiling. He continued to push against her charge, but he didn’t want to use too much energy against her for right now. It was futile, she was too strong and the wave was too weak.
Her hand reached forward swiftly to clutch his face, not missing its target. Purika gritted his teeth, tensing his muscles to put up some sort of defense as the pressure that was being applied to his face. Her attempt succeeding, he was pushed to the ground, the downward push only being amplified by the gravity that rested within the room. The insult she gave Purika only made him more determined to beat her.
He rose from the floor quickly after she let go of him, jumping back to gain some distance from her. Purika listened to her comment, nodding in response to it. Purika threw his right arm forward as energy started to flow through it. The crimson ki emerged from his hand to form a glowing ball of ki. It rapidly grew in size until it was larger than Purika himself. It floated directly in front of his palm until he made a quick motion with his hand, launching the ball forward.
The momentum from the shockwave caused by the motion caused the ball to hurl at her with quite some force behind it. The ball itself was strong enough to deal a decent amount of damage to her. He was sure she was out of energy now due to her constant chain of attacks. He was playing it smart by conserving his energy for an attack that could actually do some damage. His head still ached from her attack, his unused hand being used to rub the back of his head.
He entered his combat stance, waiting for the ball to make contact with her. He was most certain it would hit her.
[UP2] Ki Ball Used -2 KP 0/3 KP Remaining
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Post by Vennel on May 6, 2017 0:43:08 GMT
After grabbing Purika’s head and slamming him down into the floor, Vennel felt a rush of excitement flow through her. Something about grinding your opponent’s face into the ground that felt so satisfying. Having put some space between them, she was essentially goading him into attacking. She could have continued the assault but by choosing not to, it seemed as though she needed a break. The truth was, she wanted him to attack, and sure enough he took the bait. He started gathering a very sizable amount of energy into his hands, bringing what was possible for him to bare at her. And that could not have gone any better that expected. Sure she was going to end up unable to react to his attack, and would be hit. But she’d sized him up since the moment she saw him. He burned the candle on both ends, trying to play the short game. In war, you had to play the long game, think several steps ahead of your opponent. As the energy colided with her, she’d brought her arms up to try and lessen the blow as much she could. The exploding force rocking her body as she flew backward towards the wall. The gravity inside the room hampering her ability to make a quick recovery. However, small setbacks like that were hardly unaccounted for. As the smoke cleared, Vennel was visibly damaged, though not seriously so. Standing back on her feet, she would seemingly vanish from view, only to reappear behind the saiyan, utilizing her speed to get the edge on him- if possible. Now behind him, she’d go foran attempted grapple, locking her arms under his and placing them behind his neck. A full nelson, as she’d then clasp her hands together. If successful, she’d try and hold him tight, against his own strength. Regardless of her success, however, her legs would surely do the trick- she thought, as she’d try and position her right leg between his and sweep his legs out from under him. “ You used all your energy, and look what it got you. Was your entire plan just to unleash all your energy in that last attack? If you’d built up your energy further, you could have ended the fight here and now. Instead, you tried to play the short game and now we’re back to square one. I told you not to take it easy on me.” Her tone was flat and neutral, uncaring if her opponent would respond. She was mostly just trying to mess with him, while also being serious about what she spoke of. “ Maybe you’re useless after all. Maybe I’m wasting my time. Maybe, I should consider someone else.”
KP at start of turn: 0/3 Active Power Level: 200,000
No KP spent this turn. +1 KP
KP at end of turn: 1/3
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Post by Purika on May 6, 2017 3:29:02 GMT
Purika’s breathing well increased when he launched his attack, as well as his heart rate. That ki ball really took a lot out of him, but that didn’t mean he was down entirely. He could still fight, even if it wasn’t his best. Just like he anticipated, she was too tired to avoid his quick attack. The glowing ball came into contact with her, tearing away at her armor and some skin that it was able to.
A small grin formed on Purika’s lips as he watched the woman as she was sent flying towards the wall by his attack. It may not have been the best attack, but at least it did something. He was outmatched, the woman having more power than he did. That put him at a disadvantage, his attacks would do less to her than hers would do to him.
He didn’t plan on giving up anytime soon, though. Only if she was able to put him down to where he could no longer move, even then he would still try. Purika’s eyes shot through the smoke as it started to dissipate, revealing Vennel’s barely damaged state.
“Damn...”
Purika was alerted by her sudden disappearance, she recovered quite quickly. He concentrated his senses on trying to detect where she was. His senses weren’t needed, he could already feel her grabbing hold of him. Purika tried to resist her restrainment, but her strength exceeded his own. How could he be this weak?
He was certain that this wasn’t even her true strength. At full power, could she be even stronger than the commander herself? As her leg swept both of his off the ground, Purika quickly floated in reaction to this. He reacted fast enough to not fall.
Now Purika listened to her comment, taking it all in before preparing to reply. He spun himself around before commenting.
“I wasn’t going to take the chance of building up my energy further. If I had of wasted time doing that you could’ve easily dodged it by the time I was done doing so.”
Not wanting to slow the ongoing fight down, he’d charge back at her. He swung his leg to the side, waiting to use it when he got closer to her. Now he sent his leg hurling forward towards her side. Purika was curious on what she wanted him for too, leading him to ask her about it.
“What exactly do you want from me if I’m able to prove myself?”
He wanted to know what this was all about.
No KP Use +1 KP 1/3 KP
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Post by Vennel on May 6, 2017 20:35:29 GMT
Glad to see her grappling hold took, a grin was forced onto Vennel’s face. The leg sweep turned from a successful attack, to a sort of zero sum game. His response was a disappointing one. He was short sighted, and made excuses rather than take suggestion. This was going to go down the way she worried it would at the start. She didn’t take well to training people, and very rarely took time from a fight to tell someone how to do better. But this was not a fighter who would learn from mistakes. He was an amateur fighter, who’d training himself to high power, but learned no real-fight experience. He’d even swung his leg at her, in response to which, Vennel’s arm moved to intercept, taking the kick against her forearm. The pain that came with it surged through her arm, seemingly the damage from his previous attack had left her a bit raw. But a little pain wasn’t something that’d keep Vennel down. Having stopped the attack, and with him floating infront of her, with his leg leading the charge, she’d quickly move her arm, which had blocked the attack to try and grab hold of his leg and keep him in place as she’d try and pull him in, and send a fist right for his crotch! Regardless if her attack hit, she’d push herself further away from Purika, flying up a good deal to provide a good amount of space between them. Then, turning suddenly, she began firing off a salvo of ki blasts at the man. Ki blast after blast flying towards him in a merciless barrage. “ You’re never going to defeat me like this. To win a battle, you can’t just throw your strength around like that, or you’ll lose every time you face someone stronger than yourself. You need to try and think several steps ahead of your opponent. How would they react if you did this or that. Instead, you just blindly flail at your opponent until something works.” Glaring down towards, where she had to wonder, if his battle style was just to use brute force, why hadn’t he transformed yet? “ Why don’t you just transform already? Unless you want to just finish this fight without doing so. To be honest, I’d expected you to do so earlier.” She hovered above in the air, her arms crossed as she awaited some sort of response from the otherwise braindead individual. Which, when phrased like that, she started to question her own sanity in expected more than he’d be capable of.
KP at start of turn: 1/3 Active Power Level: 200,000
No KP spent this turn. +1 KP
KP at end of turn: 2/3
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Post by Purika on May 8, 2017 1:49:33 GMT
Purika’s leg was intercepted by her arm, not making it to the main section of her body like he planned. His head thumped from her previous attack as he started to move backward. He was in an exposed position right now, he couldn’t afford to stay here for much longer.
His reaction proved to be too slow, though, as she’d already grabbed a hold of his leg with the same arm that she intercepted it with. Purika gritted his teeth as he watched her pull him in closer. He began to struggle a bit, before coming up with an attack he could do, depending on what she planned to do.
She did just what he wanted her to do. A fist flying towards his crotch, his tail quickly started to unravel itself. Purika may not have been as skilled when it came to his tail as her, but he could sure as hell still use it. His tail reached from in between his legs to intercept her fist, wrapping around her wrist. The tails grip started to tighten, being reinforced by his own ki.
A grin formed on his lips for the first time in a short while. His free leg swung back as he started to direct ki into it. He also did the same with his free leg, planning to do something a bit different with it. For the first attack, it was simply going to be a melee one. His leg swung forward, the tip of his boot aimed to strike her in the temple and disorientate her.
When he was done with this attack, he’d quickly use up some more ki in his other leg. The amount of ki in his leg resulted in a red hue radiating from it. Crimson ki quickly burst out, sharpening itself in the form of a blade. It aimed to cut her if she did not release him when he kicked. She must’ve not been considering that he could use his tail too, almost like if it was a third arm or leg.
No KP Use +1 KP 2/3 KP
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Post by Vennel on May 9, 2017 23:38:08 GMT
The defense against the flying leg was a resounding success. The shockwave that traveled through the woman’s body shook her, but when she grabbed ahold of his leg, she grinned. However, Vennel noticed that her opponent was similarly pleased with her actions. As she pulled him in for her attack, his own tail began to move. As her own fist dive for his crotch, his tail reached out to wrap around her arm as he dove for, what she saw as, his weak spot. She was actually surprised, maybe he was capable of formulating battle plans after all, and reacting in real time. Her grip, however, held firm on his leg, and her wrapped fist would open and close over his tail. Since he was using it to attack with, that meant he definitely didn’t have the sensitivity many saiyans did. The man’s other leg began to charge with his ki, even without looking at it, she could feel the flow of his energy shift. Vennel’s arms were preoccupied and that meant she was going to have to find another means to evade his attack, other than just backing up. Or, she could just turn the tables instead. His first kick came in, striking her in the temple as he intended. A slight daze shrouding her vision as it became a bit harder to see. But she wasn’t fully reliant on vision. Because when she felt the energy charge into his leg, she released it. Though, it wasn’t due to desperation, it was because she’d come up with a different plan. With her wrapped arm holding on to the tail that was grappling it, her power surged forth. [Power Level Raised: 225,000]She hadn’t expected to use more of her power like this, but then again, she expected the fight to go much easier and finish much sooner. So with him now acting more intelligently, she needed another means to end the fight by. With her other arm now free, no longer grappling his leg, Vennel’s hand flattened as she would swipe it towards the base of his tail, using ki to augment her strike. [Attack names are really, really unnecessary [UP2] was used. ]The speed at which she swung her arm, and the power behind it, coupled with the sudden stop would send a shockwave of densely disrupted air towards the saiyan. But more importantly, unless he did something to get out of her grasp, he’d lose what most saiyans considered to be a point of pride: their tails. She hadn't been expecting to increase her power further, and this was a shock that she was forced to do so, at least, to her it was. But how would the Saiyan react now, to her attack, she wondered.
KP at start of turn: 2/3 Active Power Level: 225,000
Attack names are really, really unnecessary [UP2] was used.
KP at end of turn: 0/3
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Post by Purika on May 12, 2017 22:26:50 GMT
Purika’s first attack was a success, hitting his target in the temple like intended. Along with his first attack, his second attack served its purpose, which was for her to release his leg. Once he was released, his legs floated downwards in an attempt to balance himself. His tail still held onto the female’s arm, now being re-positioned to stretch around his waist to hold onto her fist. The ki that once surrounded his leg disappeared from sight, showing no signs of once being there.
Now, something happened that Purika didn’t expect to happen, her increasing her power. Purika sensed her increase in power, the serious look that was previously on his face returning. “How strong is she..? and how much power does she plan to use against me.”, he thought. “Is this even her maximum?”, he questioned in his mind. She also grabbed a hold of his tail, something he should’ve predicted she would’ve done.
Purika attempted to free his tail so he could gain some distance from the woman. She wasn’t budging, and he didn’t have enough time to do so. He gritted his teeth as he tilted his head over to see that she straightened her hand out, sending it right towards his tail. “Dammit!”, he thought to himself, “I will not loose my tail!”
He could sense how much power was that was behind her attack, being only slightly stronger than him. That was sure to cut his tail if he didn’t react. His reflexes kicked in and he quickly threw his leg up to block the direction of her attack. Ki to reinforce his defense was immediately directed to his leg, causing it to glow a crimson red color. [His leg was now coated in a barrier that was quickly formulated.]
His barrier struggled against the attack when it impacted, ultimately losing to it since the attack was a couple of times stronger than it. He managed to soften the attack, though, taking a rather light injury to his leg. That didn’t mean it didn’t hurt, though. While all that was going on, he used his left arm to free his tail from her grasp. With his tail free, he jumped back 30 yards away from her.
He gritted his teeth as he landed, his leg being a bit sore. It was nothing he couldn’t deal with, though. After all, he was a saiyan. He took his battle stance yet again, taking a moment to regain his ki also. The woman was stronger than before now, which would provide more of a challenge. A good challenge was good for making the body and mind stronger.
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[N1] Ki Barrier (48,226) Used. Bleedthrough + Halved DMG: 50,137 -1 KP 1/3 KP Remaining
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