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Post by Majin Kaza on May 2, 2017 20:56:40 GMT
| Inheritors of Saiyan blood! |
(Dojo x10 Gravity)
Kaza's PL: 158,454
Kaza's current PL: Suppressed
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| GAIN BONUSES: DOJO (+40%) X10 GRAV. (+10%) | | PL MULTIPLIERS: DAI MAJIN (x5/x9)
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Why...Why was it that Kaza felt such a need to train, this late at night? Was it the lack of fighting she's had recently? Was she secretly stressed about something...? No, that couldn't be. Kaza rarely got stressed. The incoming battle against the Mazoku didn't scare her either- if anything, she much welcomed the future challenge they would give the SSE. So why was Kaza so inclined to fight against someone right now? Maybe she just needed to vent some steam, and get a good workout. Most of what she had been doing lately was mere patrol duty, and some tinkering with machinery. While that was nice and all, it rarely gave you the thrill that a good battle did. The Majin stood on the balcony her apartment was attached to, looking out over the darkened streets. It was a pleasant night, with a cool wind waving past every so often. Rowdy Soldiers and the odd rich civilian strolled the pavement below her, most of them drunk off their ass. The sight nearly made Kaza hurl...They were proud soldiers, had they nothing better to do than slack off and get drunk? She noted a good number of them were awake, though- and didn't quite understand why. But- with so many people still awake this late at night, maybe...Maybe one of them shared the same feelings she did. The same hunger for a good fight. Surely not all of them were wasting away on nothing but booze and meat? Kaza quickly changed into her trusted armor, which showcased the Royal Crest proudly, the red emblem really standing out on her black and purple armor. Equipping her scouter, she went outside, off in search for a building she had heard much about... ''The Dojo...'' She muttered under her breath as she exited her apartment complex. Whatever the name implied, she had heard the building be mentioned by their very own commander when they met. A place where proud soldiers gathered to grow stronger and work toward an even mightier Empire...It was the stuff of dreams! Exactly what Kaza had wanted for so long!
Luckily, the Commander didn't forget to give them the location of this building, and Kaza soon stumbled upon it. A massive dome-shaped structure, it was easily big enough to house an entire squadron of soldiers, and give them enough room for a proper fight! ''...Wow.'' Kaza could only let out as she laid her eyes on the building. ''Now to hope someone's willing to go and fight...''
Without a second thought, Kaza entered the gigantic building, the lights flickering on as she entered...
It was completely empty.
''Seriously?!'' She let out as she closed the door behind her. Her complaint echoed throughout the Dojo, as well as her footsteps as she made her way further inside. Kaza let out a sigh, nearly giving up- but then, she noticed a device on the walls... ''A broadcaster? Well shit, that's convenient!'' Kaza grinned as she quickly went up to the device. From the looks of it, it seemed to be connected to the near-entirety of the Capitol, as well as most scouter networks. Surely someone would be willing to accept her small 'challenge'...Right?
[Would you like to broadcast a message?]
[ (X)Yes ( ) No]
[Please insert your message.]
The light resembling the device's microphone sprung to life, as well as a small camera. To anyone that got the message, they would see Kaza with a fairly arrogant smile on their Scouter, as she cleared her throat....
[Hey there, fellow soldiers n' whatnot! Now, I couldn't help but notice how many of you are slacking off doing nothing but getting drunk at a time like this. Surely you all haven't forgotten that we're about to go to war, correct? If any of you slackers are willing to get off of your lazy asses and prove your worth, I'm inside our Dojo, and will be challenging the first person to waltz in here.] Kaza announced with a hearty snicker. Her smile grew, as she gave the camera a small wink. [Lookin' forward to it.]
And with that, the message had been sent towards Scouter networks along the entire city. Kaza felt content with her message, knowing that the way to challenge anyone of Saiyan blood was to mock them. One would shortly not be able to resist the challenge- and whoever would walk in first would surely get Kaza's attention...Their Empire needed soldiers with initiative, who weren't scared to step up to any challenge. This was the perfect test, in her eyes.
Without a second thought, Kaza cranked up the gravity inside of the dojo, setting it to a measly 10 G's. While she was easily able to resist the force, she couldn't expect every soldier to be at her level.
As for now...She simply waited, folding her arms as her gaze locked onto the door...
TAGS: Ginge
OOC NOTES: Let's do this!
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Post by Ginge on May 3, 2017 1:31:25 GMT
Ginge's PL: 4,192
Current PL w/ MW: 2,096
Late at night in the capitol, the cool air was alive with the sounds of soldiers, both Saiyan and non, celebrating the coming battles. Word had come down the ladder to prepare for war, so it began with the Saiyans doing what they did second best, drinking. If these were going to be their last nights on Vegeta for a while, then they wanted to remember them.
Ginge was no different. The dark, quiet alleyway nearly exploded with sound as she and a few fellow soldiers left the bar with laughter and jubilee. One of the men remarked how the younger woman had kept up with them, only to be reminded of their differences in her own special way.
"Yeah, well, I hope you fight better than you drink!" Ginge laughed loudly, nearly knocking the newly-bought scouter from her own head as she howled. "We don't need you dragging us all down by getting killed by some damn slug!" The group continued for a few more minutes before realizing that they'd all been heading in different directions. More insults were thrown across the ever-widening gap between them along the road, until all that could be heard was drunken laughter and the ever-present crowds of the capitol.
Unfortunately, or maybe not, she'd barely walked two blocks before a message came over the scouter covering her ear. Before she could even think of who had her frequency, the purple glass lit up with the image of a likewise-colored... thing that appeared to be speaking to anyone who would listen. Mild curiosity kept the Saiyan from turning off the device, which quickly turned to irritation, then anger at the smug image on her scouter.
So be it, she thought. She hadn't had a good fight for a while, anyways, and the desert fight club wasn't satisfying her anymore.
Minutes later, the young woman could see the massive building, the dojo, coming into view. The cool air and walk had given her time to sober up some, and funny enough, her anger was beginning to give way to a feeling she was glad to know again: excitement. Surely, someone who would challenge the entire Saiyan race was either immensely strong, or catastrophically stupid. She hoped for the former.
She'd hardly crossed the threshold of the door before she felt the great weight of the activated gravity chamber pressing down on her. To tell the truth, it did give the woman pause, but only for a brief moment before she forced herself forward, lurching underneath the new weight of her armor, including heavier boots and gloves she'd bought for training. On the one hand, she knew they would only impede her movements, but she couldn't give this purple thing the satisfaction of seeing her remove the weights. So, Ginge held herself as high as was possible, even presenting her tail with pride, despite its trembling underneath its own weight.
"Well?" She stopped several yards from what she now realized to be a majin, and crossed her arms over her armored breast as she put on a cocky smirk. She was sure that there was something about the purple thing's kind she was forgetting, but couldn't think of what to save her own life. "You weren't just blowing smoke, were you?" A part of her wanted to activate her scouter to scan the thing's power level, but she resisted the urge.
OOC: Oh, it's on! |
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Post by Majin Kaza on May 3, 2017 20:12:21 GMT
| Inheritors of Saiyan Blood! |
(Dojo x10 Gravity)
Kaza's PL: 158,454
Kaza's current PL: 2,500 (KI SETTING)
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| GAIN BONUSES: DOJO (+40%) x10 GRAV. (+10%) | | PL MULTIPLIERS: DAI MAJIN (x5/x9)
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The mechanical whirr of the gravity generator echoed throughout the gigantic, open room. It barely phased Kaza at this point, who could withstand gravity at a much higher level than this. If anything, it was more of a mild annoyance, but nothing serious.
It wouldn't take long until the doors of the Dojo swung open and Kaza's first and only challenger entered. A sly grin formed on her face as the Saiyaness approached, who seemed to have some trouble under the gravity. ''Oh?'' She let out a small snicker, cocking her head to the side.
She reeked of alcohol, and her face seemed to be as distant and idiotic as most of the drunkard soldiers the Empire had to offer. Seems like this one was just like the rest, and that included her strength. Kaza could sense it, and the result was...Well, pretty disappointing. Her expression clearly showed it as well. For some weird reason, her appearance was vaguely familiar...Although Kaza couldn't put her finger on where she had seen this Saiyan before.
Her words brought an arrogant smile to her face. She certainly had some spunk, and the fact that she anwsered her challenge so quickly...Well, Kaza had high hopes for her attitude. Now to hope she wasn't just all bark, and no bite.
''Well, you certainly showed up quickly, eh? Got something to prove to your drunkard friends or something?''
Kaza shrugged her shoulders around wildly, loosening up her already-loose body and rolling her neck. A loud crack sounded, which echoed throughout the vast chamber. ''I like your attitude, pal! Shame to see you're wastin' all of that fighting spirit on booze! I've fought Earthlings that are stronger than you!'' Kaza continued to taunt her, shifting into her combat stance; A low crouch, with hands held high and outstretched like claws. The funny thing is, she wasn't wrong. Kaza herself hated to admit it, that the sickeningly peaceful and weak Earthlings were actually more powerful than her challenger...
But atleast she had the chance to train this one right here and right now.
''Tell you what, 'cause I'm not sure if you're holding back on purpose to trick me with that pathetic power of yours...I'll let you have the first shot!''
[Ki Set to: 2,500]
Her tone was arrogant and prideful. Kaza was obviously trying to piss her off on purpose, to gauge what she was really capable of. She dropped her defensive stance, and put both of her hands behind her back. Kaza leaned forward with a sly, infuriating grin, presenting her unguarded face. ''Whenever you're ready, pal, I can take it!'' The Majin announced. She kept her gaze on the strangely familiar Saiyan with an amused smile on her face. Kaza was eager to see how she would respond to all of her relentless taunting, thinking this might get fun after all. If her drunken demeanor revealed anything, she would probably respond by trying to beat the living shit out of Kaza.
Exactly what she wanted.
TAGS: Ginge
OOC NOTES: Hit me with your best shot ;^ )
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Post by Ginge on May 3, 2017 22:19:06 GMT
The purple majin was no slouch, from the look of things. As far as the Saiyan woman could see, the increased gravity was hardly affecting her, though that was surely a bluff. However, no matter how much she told herself such things, she couldn't help but to feel more excited with every passing moment. Someone who could withstand the gravity chamber would definitely give her a good fight.
Ginge's tail gave away everything about her innermost thoughts. As the purple thing fell into a low stance, so did it wrap around her waist while she brought her arms up and shifted her weight between her stationary foot and the one sliding forward. To be quite honest, a part of her recognized that the thing was trying to provoke her, but it was working. Her breathing quickened and brought her heart rate up, as her fists clenched in preparation...
... For the thing to stand straight again. A soft growl escaped the Saiyan's throat as she listened to the majin talk further. Now, she was getting angry again, and not just simply excited. The majin was acting too arrogant for its kind, much too conceited to be fighting with a Saiyan, low-class or not.
With a small motion, she clicked the button on the side of her scouter, and its screen lit up with numbers for a brief few moments. The young woman only steeled her resolve, thinking of how fortunate for the purple thing that she was wearing her weighted clothes at the moment. They were almost equal in power, as she was, with only a marginal difference.
"If you say so," Ginge nearly chuckled as she spoke, and tensed herself for the coming brawl. It was only a few yards, but she crossed them in the blink of an eye, holding nothing back as she charged the arrogant majin. As soon as she'd gotten within reach, she struck out with a simple right straight at the thing's face. Her opponent was much smaller than she was used to, but she figured that she could get used to the difference as she went. Besides, she had the clear advantage in reach.
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Post by Majin Kaza on May 4, 2017 14:13:54 GMT
| Inheritors of Saiyan Blood! |
(Dojo x10 Gravity)
Kaza's PL: 158,454
Kaza's current PL: 2,500 (KI SETTING)
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| GAIN BONUSES: DOJO (+40%) x10 GRAV. (+10%) | | PL MULTIPLIERS: DAI MAJIN (x5/x9)
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Kaza could easily see the building anger inside of her Saiyan challenger. Her relentless taunting seemed to do exactly what Kaza wanted it to do! It was no secret that Saiyans were more powerful than enraged. Hell, giving in to their rage was how Saiyans ascended in the first place, and gained strength greater than even Kaza's!
Such things made her feel somewhat left out. How pathetic it sounded, Kaza really wished she was born a Saiyan. She had such respect for their cultural values, ideals, and their sheer thirst for battle. Somewhere deep inside, Kaza thought that maybe anger was the key for her to grow more powerful as well...But she had no idea if that held true.
...Hell, what would that make her? A Super Majin?
This one though, she had it in her... Potential! With enough training, and maybe some discipline, Kaza could easily see this one climbing the galactic food chain, and they haven't even fought yet! The Majin was eager to see what strength and skill she held...
As the Saiyan dashed forwards at blinding speeds, Kaza braced herself. Her eyes closed, hands gripping tightly behind her back as Ginge's fist was driven straight into her cheek. A dull bang echoed throughout the chamber, visible ripples of air distorted from the punch! Kaza flew back like a ragdoll, twisting and turning in the air until she landed in a low stance, skidding across the floor with a hand placed on it.
''Not bad, not bad! If you'd stop wasting your time slackin' off, that one might've actually done some damage!'' Kaza chuckled as she stood up, wiping away a stream of blood that oozed out of the corner of her mouth. She was glad that she picked up the ability to hold her power back on purpose, otherwise she'd never be able to fight with her...!
The Majin's gaze fixated on the Saiyan, suddenly growing a lot more serious...Kaza wasn't playing around anymore, it was time to fight!
''LET'S GO!''
She called out with a powerful voice, tossing her arms toward the Saiyan as she unleashed a flurry of generic energy blasts. Kaza's arms cocked back and forth with blinding speeds, purple orbs of her energy fired toward the Saiyan at a rapid pace!
Kaza smiled, hoping that she would be too busy handling the blasts of energy. They were but a diversion, after all! Kaza got into a low crouch before kicking herself off in a stupidly fast dash, right behind her blasts of energy. If she got close enough, Kaza would attempt to give her opponent a mean uppercut right to her gut!
TAGS: Ginge
OOC NOTES: Okay, NOW it's on!
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Post by Ginge on May 4, 2017 20:17:56 GMT
Ginge's self-confident smirk grew fully into a tooth-baring smile as her opponent skid across the ground away from her. She was never one to hold her punches, but maybe that had been a little much? The purple thing had to be bluffing, to have been thrown back that far. Hell, if she wasn't mistaken, there had been almost no substance behind the majin's flesh. It was like punching dirt... or putty... Gum?
Did majin not have bones? That was a question for another time.
Nevertheless, she felt her excitement building anew as the thing stood again and threw another insult in her direction. A part of her wanted to retort, to say that the blood on its lip seemed plenty like damage, but other instincts had already taken charge. Her heart nearly skipped a beat as the thing adopted a more serious expression, and she couldn't stop smiling behind her raised guard.
Like the ringing of a bell, the majin called out again, just before firing a barrage of ki blasts at the Saiyan woman. She wasted little time in deciding whether to block or to dodge, and let her feet carry her quickly to the side in motions that were almost brief hops. She was safe for just a few seconds, until the blasts eventually caught up with her, forcing her behind her guard as the energy pelted her like so many swift blows. Between the light and sound that surrounded her, she hadn't seen the thing charging towards her position.
The blow to her stomach, however, was not missed. With a swift and heavy strike, she felt the wind be knocked out of her with a brief, exhaling groan. For a moment, or maybe two, she recalled the artillery shells from her previous mission, before she remembered where she was, and her left arm wrapped itself tightly around the purple thing's shoulders and head.
She was unrelenting in what was to come. Like a raging Oozaru, she struck again and again, using one arm to try and hold her opponent in place as the other aimed for its soft head. If majin anatomy was anything like a Saiyan's, then the temple was the same weak spot as always. It would lead to a quick and brutal knock out. On some level, she hoped that she was wrong about this.
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Post by Majin Kaza on May 5, 2017 1:37:07 GMT
| Inheritors of Saiyan Blood! |Kaza's PL: 158,454
Kaza's current PL: 2,500 (KI SETTING) |
| GAIN BONUSES: DOJO (+40%) X10 GRAV. (+10%) | | PL MULTIPLIERS: DAI MAJIN (x5/x9)
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Just as Kaza suspected and hoped, most of her energy blasts were dodged. Some of them hit, yet were merely blocked- no big deal, as they didn't serve to damage her. With Kaza dashing right behind the blasts with the same blinding speed, she cocked back a tight fist, and revved it back! The Majin quickly emerged behind the cloud of energy, smiling excitedly as she tossed out her arm! ''ORAA!''
Her fist planted itself right inside of the Saiyan's gut with a dull quake! The sound of her fist colliding with the Saiyan's abs boomed throughout the chamber, as if an earthquake was going on! Kaza grinned as she planted her fist deeper and deeper, the groan she let out amused her. ''Feels good, don't it?!'' She laughed briefly, but then, the Saiyan reacted!
Much to Kaza's surprise, her opponent quickly locked her arm around her arm and head, locking Kaza in place. Most people would simply try and gain distance, but this one responded with agression! Blow after blow was aimed towards Kaza's gooey head, repetitive blows impacting her soft flesh over and over again. Her neck snapped back with every blow, and dull grunts could be heard throughout the booming impacts as she was whailed on mercilessly.
The Majin's teeth grit against one another- she could take some damage, but this was just starting to become humiliating...! Quickly coming up with a counterattack, Kaza recalled a neat trick she picked up recently!
Seemingly out of nowhere, her flesh bubbled and twisted for a brief moment, until suddenly an extra set of arms sprouted from her back! An arrogant grin formed on her face as Kaza's extra arm caught Ginge's fist, and attempted to hold it back. Her other extra arm did the same, attempting to free Kaza from her grasp and put them inside of a power struggle!
''Nice, nice...! I like your style- nice n' simple...And brutal!''
Now that Kaza had two free arms to do whatever with, she aimed to give her challenger a simple right hook aimed at the cheek! Afterwards, Kaza would attempt to overpower her, trying to toss the Saiyan over her shoulder to slam her onto the floor with brute strength alone! ''You've got some guts, I'll admit, but you lack technique, TRASH!''
[UT1]Vishnu Majin used! Kaza gets two extra arms to fight Ginge with!
TAGS: Ginge
OOC NOTES: This is starting to get interesting 
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Post by Ginge on May 5, 2017 5:35:42 GMT
There it was again. She could feel her fist connecting, hear the almost wet smack as her knuckles began to leave an imprint in the majin's head. Even the thing she was fighting was grunting in pain as the assault carried on, yet something didn't feel right to her. There was too much give in the thing's flesh, and nothing solid underneath. It felt...
Strange was a good way to put it. She kind of missed the crunch of bones breaking underneath her blows.
Regardless, Ginge was enjoying this greatly, and nearly let out a pleased chuckle as the purple thing's writhing back and shoulders went unnoticed. Her jubilee was given pause when a third hand had caught her fist, though, and it would've been a lie to say that a tinge of worry didn't discolor her eyes for a moment. Gritting her teeth and challenging her opponent with a small growl, she tried to overpower it with sheer force as she was quickly outnumbered by the many arms.
To be honest, there was little that she could've done about the blow to her cheek. She had been captured by the thing's trick, and could only bear the brunt of the punch with dignity. She didn't expect to be lifted off the ground next, however, and soon found herself on her back on the floor, with the wind knocked out of her once again.
As the world righted itself in her eyes, the majin threw another insult at her, as though the complement had left a poor taste in its mouth. The Saiyan woman only smirked again, as brash as ever and clearly enjoying herself, as she quickly climbed back to her feet to face the purple thing again.
"Technique? Is that what you call those tricks?" She retorted with a chuckle, just before spitting a bit of blood onto the dirtying floor and bringing her guard back into place. The young Saiyan charged again without hesitation, crossing the bare few feet between them to throw a left jab at the majin's head, only to immediately twist her body and bring the other up into the thing's chin with a brutal uppercut. |
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Post by Majin Kaza on May 5, 2017 20:18:21 GMT
| Inheritors of Saiyan Blood! |
Kaza's PL: 158,454
Kaza's current PL: 2,500 (KI SETTING)
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| GAIN BONUSES: DOJO (+40%) X10 GRAV. (+10%) | | PL MULTIPLIERS: DAI MAJIN (x5/x9)
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The right hook Kaza threw out landed with an audible smack. It wasn't even intended to hurt physically, merely to rub in the fact that she was powerless against Kaza. The overhead throw was filled with brutality, and had little style to it, like a caveman swinging a hammer down to the ground. The Saiyan crashed into the floor with a loud 'boom!', yet quickly stood up afterwards!
Kaza hopped backwards with an amused smile on her face, this one sure as hell was a fighter! Just as she expected from a Saiyan, she completely worked through the pain and continued to fight without a shred of doubt on her face!
Her eyes widened at the Saiyan's playful taunting, letting out an amused chuckle at her challenger. It was nice to see her enjoying their battle as well! ''Tricks?! I'm just making good use of what I'm capable of, missy!'' Kaza retorted with a teasing grin. She raised all four of her arms, taking up a defensive stance, waiting for her next move.
Kaza was well aware that she had been taunting and insulting her challenger ever since she stepped in. Usually, she wouldn't ever disrespect a fellow Soldier this bad, but this was different...Kaza noticed that every time she mocked her opponent, she became more ferocious and dangerous, and that is exactly what she wanted! Kaza didn't want her to hold back, this was supposed to be an intense training session, and she hoped that her challenger gave it everything she had!
The Saiyan once again lunged at her blindly, her form simple and wild. Kaza had experienced enough battles to predict her punches. She was easily able to bob and weave past her jab and uppercut, moving back with a hop as she did so. Her challenger was going to have to try harder than that to defeat her!
''This isn't your average bar fight, you know?! You're fighting one of the Empire's strongest soldiers, step up your game!''
Kaza breathed in and focussed her energy around her four arms, a slight purple energy starting to coat around them. ''Think you can keep up, girl!?'' Her muscles tensed up as she planted her feet in the ground, revving back her arms and unleashing them in a wild flurry of blows! If the Saiyan didn't dodge or counter, all four of Kaza's fists would repeatedly crash into her body, finishing off with a powerful hook intended to launch her across the Dojo!
[N1]Temper Tantrum used for 825 PL of damage! Intending to injure, yet still able to fight!
KP: 2/3
TAGS: Ginge
OOC NOTES: Let's kick it up a notch ;p
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Post by Ginge on May 5, 2017 22:42:41 GMT
Unfortunately, the majin had moved out of the way of her punches, bobbing and weaving around her as it hopped back and put more distance between them. The Saiyan held still and brought her guard back into place, keeping her neck and face protected with her forearms as she watched what the purple thing was planning.
Even still, she couldn't hide the grin on her face. Yes, it was fun to beat on the malleable thing, but a fight went both ways. She knew that this thing could deal just as much damage as it could take, as her aching stomach and throbbing cheek would attest, but that was the point. It was more enjoyable to be challenged.
"Strongest?" Ginge nearly laughed at the poor, misunderstanding girl from behind her guard. She wanted to say more, to put the majin in her place, but ki was already hanging visibly around her fists, and there was hardly any time for banter. Nevertheless, something in the back of her mind was bothering her about all of this. Ki wasn't visible, normally, yet she couldn't quite place the reason why it would be as it was.
"We'll see!" Now, she was laughing, low and hardly restrained, but a laugh, nonetheless. The situation had long since passed interesting, and she'd almost forgotten why she was here in the first place. She remained still, baiting the smaller woman while her guard remained in place, waiting as the four fists flew at her...
Then, the first of the majin's blows passed right through her, followed immediately by the second... the third...
The Saiyan woman struck powerfully from behind her opponent, just as the afterimage of her enhanced motion faded away. There were no words, and no intense show of ki, only a single low kick aimed directly into the small of the purple woman's back. As she attacked, a brief, committing grunt of effort accompanied the instinctive release of power through her leg.
Afterimage (SU1) and Furious Melee (N1) used to attack at 698 PL.
KP: 1/3
OOC: Consider the notch kicked.
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Post by Majin Kaza on May 6, 2017 15:55:05 GMT
| Inheritors of Saiyan Blood! |Kaza's PL: 158,454
Kaza's current PL: 4,000 (KI SETTING) |
| GAIN BONUSES: DOJO (+40%) X10 GRAV. (+10%) | | PL MULTIPLIERS: DAI MAJIN (x5/x9) |
Kaza's fists sprung to life with a fiery, purple energy, a constant whizz on energy circling around them! The Majin quickly approached her opponent, and let her fists rip through the air with intense force, firing one after another toward her opponent!
Yet- as her fists contacted...They didn't!? The first passed through, then the second...And the third! Kaza came to the sudden realization, stopping her assault as the afterimage of her opponent faded away into nothingness. The Majin's eyes visibly widened as she felt her challenger's energy behind her, quickly trying to turn around to intercept the attack.
But she was too late! The Saiyan kicked her with ferocity and remarkable power! A loud crash erupted throughout the Dojo as Kaza flew across the room with a throaty grunt! She quickly halted herself mid-air with her flight, and touched back down, her boots tapping along the floor.
The Majin was panting, her breathing quite heavy...But how? Her opponent was absurdly weak...So how was she able to actually injure Kaza? Kaza wondered just how much she was holding back, only now realizing that they were effectively equal at that moment. She had been going on and on to the girl about not being underestimated, yet here she was doing the exact same!
It was time to stop being so arrogant, she had to kick things up a notch as well.
''...Alright...I'll give you that one...'' Kaza let out with a big sigh. She spat on the ground, her eyes lowering with an intense glare. ''Don't even think you've won yet, though...You've got no idea how much I'm holding back right now!'' The Majin told her in a challenging tone, cracking her neck before raising her energy just a tad further.
A transparent mist of purple energy surrounded her briefly, visibly showing Kaza unlocking more of her full strength...
[Ki Set to: 4,000]
Yet it was still nothing compared to what she was capable of!
''Enough of this simple shit, alright? Let's see what you're really capable of!'' The Majin announced in an excited tone. She extended an arm to the side, which soon began bubbling and stretching out. Soon after, the entire left half of her body did the same, as if a chunk of her was trying to separate from herself...!
Soon enough, the lifesize chunk of Kaza was completely cut off, and detailed itself to be a perfect clone of her original self! Her power was evenly divided between her original body and the clone, yet they looked like perfect copies, armor and all! ''Pretty cool, right?'' Kaza snickered, both Majins folding their many arms with an arrogant grin on their faces.
''Think you can handle two of me?''
The gooey clone of Kaza rushed toward Ginge with a ferocious lunge without warning, attempting to strike her with a powerful set of left and right hooks! Suddenly, though, Kaza's clone would crouch, and the real Kaza would emerge from behind her, jumping over her back to give her opponent a swift kick, aimed at her head!
[UT1]Multiform used! Kaza is divided into two Kaza's, each with a PL of 2,000!
Kaza 1:
2000 PL. KP: 3/3
Kaza 2:
2000 PL. KP: 3/3
TAGS: Ginge
OOC NOTES: And consider it kicked again!
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Post by Ginge on May 6, 2017 22:30:17 GMT
As her opponent sailed through the air with a loud crack, Ginge lowered her leg and stood without her stance. Her breaths were coming more heavily now, and strain was visible in her dark eyes while she watched the majin recover from the blow. She could feel the increased gravity putting stress on her body once more, as her breast heaved underneath her armor with every breath.
Didn't they usually stay down after a blow like that?
However, the life returned almost immediately to her as her opponent spoke. She wanted to be angry that the majin had been holding back against her, and she was, indeed, furious, but the joy welling up inside of her was more than enough to choke out her rage. While she reigned in her breathing under control, the Saiyan woman raised her guard again and smiled through her slowing, open-mouthed gasps.
Then, her scouter reacted to the purple aura that had again appeared around the smaller woman. Her power was climbing, quickly passing three thousand... thirty-three... thirty-five... thirty-eight...
[4,000 PL]
The number flashed on the purple glass in front of her eye, and she let out a nervous chuckle. So, her instincts had been correct to tell her to be wary, she realized. The majin wasn't only holding back, but was holding out on her a great deal. She watched for the few seconds as the purple woman split herself into two, then chuckled again at the question of whether or not she could handle a second opponent. They were about to find out, after all.
When the single majin charged at her, the Saiyan went on the defensive. She blocked and dodged one blow after the after, just barely keeping herself from being hit by the four fists that were flying at her head. If she wasn't imagining things, then the clone was slightly slower than the woman she'd been fighting up until now, but only by so much. It wasn't enough to make much differ-
Suddenly, the first of the purple women had ducked, and the second came leaping at her from behind the other. Without any time to think, Ginge raised her arm to block the kick aimed for her head, and grit her teeth as her shoulder bore the brunt of the attack. All tact and pose was forgotten for a moment, as she wrapped her arm around and bit into the leg so close to her mouth, before spinning with the majin's forward momentum. In no way was it pretty, but she turned around still and aimed at the first majin with the second.
KP: 2/3
OOC: I'mma beat this motherfucker with another motherfucker!
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Post by Majin Kaza on May 10, 2017 6:55:53 GMT
| Inheritors of Saiyan blood! | Kaza's PL: 158,454
Kaza's current PL: 4,000 (KI SETTING) |
| GAIN BONUSES: DOJO (+40%) X10 GRAV. (+10%) | | PL MULTIPLIERS: DAI MAJIN (x5/x9) |
The simple one-two combo Kaza's clone threw out was easily evaded due to how simple it was. She could've done something more creative, but truth be told, the Majin still had to get used to this 'splitting' technique. It seemed as if her clone had a mind of its own, yet at the same time, Kaza was in complete control of it? As if the thing had been brainwashed.
Then again, the clone was directly made from her own body, so that might've explained it?
Maybe.
As the real Kaza vaulted over and tossed out her leg, her opponent caught it mid-swing after crashing into her arm! Not broken, but that sounded like it hurt quite a bit! Kaza grinned, aiming to put more weight and power on her leg to try and sweep her away! A bad move, as the Saiyan once again wrapped an arm around her, and then...HER TEETH!?
''HEY WHAT THE H-WHUAA!''
Kaza was taken for a spin, literally! After the Saiyan had sunk her teeth into Kaza's gooey flesh, she had used the momentum created by Kaza's kick to wildly swing her around! The real Kaza was crashed into her copy, who tumbled backwards with a muffled grunt. The real Kaza groaned in frustration, kicking her challenger with her free leg so she could free herself. A small chunk of her flesh was still ripped off from her leg, and as Kaza landed, she looked at the gap in her legs...Unable to really process what just happened.
''...Did you just eat me?''
Her eyebrows curled upwards, mouth hanging open in a confused 'O' shape. The weirdest sense of curiosity and hunger hit her...
She beckoned her clone closer. The fake Kaza extended an arm without any protest, staring off into the distance with a strange, braindead gaze. Kaza grabbed hold of the arm, and sunk her own teeth into it as well! She snarled like some sort of demented caveman animal, ripping off a chunk of her clone's flesh and beginning to chew on it like a piece of bubblegum.
The Majin remained silent for a bit, swallowing the piece of...Herself, with a loud gulp.
''Y'know, honestly? Not bad! What do you think?'' Kaza asked with a surprising amount of curiosity. Seems she hasn't quite lost her touch when it came to her kooky personality during battle. The absorptions of the two intelligent androids had certainly matured her, but old habits die hard, eh?
Quickly though, Kaza realized just how much she was getting sidetracked! ''Oh, sorry, we were fighting, weren't we~?'' The Majin teased her opponent, a mocking half-grin forming on her face as both her own and her clone's auras fired up.
''Y'know, it's too bad that you're so weak! I've been enjoying this, but it doesn't feel right to hold back THIS much, I'm barely breakin' a sweat over here!''
With a loud grunt, Kaza and her clone both thrusted forward an arm, and out of it, two relatively small beams of purple energy barreled forward, mixing and merging mid-air as they threatened to ram straight into the Saiyan!
''Tell you what! IF you can still fight after this, I'll show you more of my REAL power!''
[N1]Kooky Cannon used by BOTH Kaza's, merging together and intending to damage/burn Ginge's skin!
660 PL + 660 PL = 1320 PL of damage heading towards Ginge!
Kaza 1:
2000 PL. KP: 2/3
Kaza 2:
2000 PL. KP: 2/3
TAGS: Ginge
OOC NOTES: SORRY I TOOK SO LONG TO POST HOLY FUCK
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Post by Ginge on May 10, 2017 23:18:15 GMT
Ginge's PL: 4,192
Ginge's Current PL: 2,096
As The Saiyan woman spun her opponent around like a ragdoll, the majin had taken to kicking her repeatedly in her unguarded face. She held on for as long as she could to the purple woman, hearing the first attacker go flying with a small grunt, then finally let go as her vision began to turn black underneath the continuous assault.
For a few moments, the both -er, the three of them seemed to all need to catch their breaths and figure out what had happened. Ginge staggered around a small circle where she stood, holding her head and blinking while the purple pair got to their feet. Her vision in one eye was heavily blurred, and the kick that she'd blocked had aggravated the wound from her last mission. Damn healing tank, she thought as she spat out the piece of purple flesh. It hadn't fully mended her shoulder, after all.
The much smaller woman's voice drug her out of her thoughts, just as her vision was returning to normal, and she looked up to see that the other majin had a piece missing out of its arm, now. As strange as it was, the Saiyan accepted the fact and drew up her guard once again, though she had begun to waver underneath the artificially increased gravity once more.
As the pair of majin began to charge their attacks, Ginge's breathing quickened. She clenched her fists harder, and her trembling appeared to stop for a moment or two. All that she had to do was to survive this attack, was it? Like hell she would stop now, being insulted by by a damn majin!
The light purple beams left the fingers of their owners, melding in the air between them as the young Saiyan began to charge forward. She yelled with pure tenacity as the singular ray of ki approached ever closer, and was interrupted only when the beam struck her breast and bore right through...
Only, there was no blood, and the image of the Saiyan woman vanished a brief half-second later, only for her shout to return with her reappearance directly in front of the majin who had been speaking and egging her on this entire time. Just inches above the ground, she towered over her opponent even more than she had before, and swung downward with the force of gravity behind her mighty blow.
Whether or not she could win the fight, she was determined to give it all that she had.
Ginge strikes again with her patented Afterimage (SU1) and Furious Melee (N1) combo! She intends to do all the damage that she can with 698 PL! KP: 0/3 OOC: This will be Ginge's final attack. Tags: Majin Kaza
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Post by Majin Kaza on May 11, 2017 19:47:38 GMT
| Inheritors of Saiyan blood! |Kaza's PL: 158,454
Kaza's current PL: 4,000 (KI SETTING) |
| GAIN BONUSES: DOJO (+40%) X10 GRAV. (+10%) | | PL MULTIPLIERS: DAI MAJIN (x5/x9) |
Both of the destructive beams screeched through the air, raging forth in a spectacular show of raw energy! Kaza's wicked grin grew larger and larger, whilst she wasn't admitting it, their battle was quite thrilling in her eyes. Despite being much weaker than she was, the Saiyan had put up a fierce fight, and proved her tenacity!
Although, this attack would end their battle. Better luck next time, as they say...
''Sayonara!''
As the blasts crashed into her challenger, Kaza's gaze calmed, a light chuckle escaping her lips. She had been hit directly by the blast, yet...It just passed through her, not showing any signs of damage. Nor did her opponent scream in pain and agony- she faded away...!
She faded away!
Both Kaza's immediately ended their attack as the realization hit them, the blast fizzling out against the dojo's wall. The fierce energy signature of her opponent suddenly reappeared infront of her! It seemed her reflexes were quite remarkable, to be able to dodge Kaza's attack like that! Yet, Kaza's reflexes were just as great!
The real Kaza stared up at her challenger with a focused gaze. Her expression betrayed her plan, Kaza was up to something! ''Nice try-'' She quickly chuckled as the Saiyan let out her cry. The Majin soldier exhaled with a cocky gaze. A periwinkle-coloured barrier created by molding her own flesh suddenly enveloped her, blocking the attack her opponent had tossed!
Offense clashed with defense, the energy-charged barrier Kaza had put up struggled to hold itself up! Sparks of purple electricity flew off in all directions in the place the Saiyan had struck her barrier, Kaza's gaze intensified, visibly showing her inward struggle to fight against it...Yet her arms remained folded!
What happened when an unstoppable force met an immovable object, though? No one knew...-
Neither would anyone know after this clash. Her opponent wasn't unstoppable, and Kaza wasn't immovable- both fighters had their limits.
And it seemed like her opponent was reaching her limit.
The barrier broke, but not after completely neutralizing her challenger's attack- the struggle was surprisingly tiring for Kaza, who quickly stepped back after the exchange. She kept a low stance, a drop of sweat ran down her face as she panted loudly. ''...Whoah there-'' She said, standing straight with a groan as she put a hand forward. ''Let's stop here, ye...? At this rate, you won't be able to fight anymore- can't be having that now, can we?'' She grinned, snickering in amusement as her arm sagged down to her side. The false Kaza, her clone, had moved to the control panel, and turned down the Gravity.
The mind-numbing, mechanical whirr of the Dojo came to a stop, and the room returned to its original state. Kaza let out a long sigh before gazing toward her opponent. She nodded in approval. ''Good fight! That was pretty fun, I gotta admit! We should fight again sometime!'' Kaza, for the first time, was actually genuine. No longer did she see any use in mocking her opponent, she had deserved the praise. The Saiyan was able to hold her own against one of the Empire's strongest soldiers, after all. A remarkable feat, even if Kaza was holding back. ''...You know, if you're up for the challenge.''
Kaza walked over to her opponent, and extended a hand out of respect for her efforts. ''We never even introduced ourselves- my name's Kaza.''
[N1]Bubblegum Barrier used to defend against [N1]Furious Melee!
Both attack's PLs were within 80%, cancelling eachother out.
Kaza 1
2000 PL. KP: 1/3
Kaza 2
2000 PL. KP: 2/3
TAGS: Ginge
OOC NOTES: Ending the fight, since Kaza doesn't think Ginge will last much longer otherwise
Next challenge will be more intense, prepare yourself!
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