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Post by Purika on May 23, 2017 22:35:59 GMT
Under the red vegetan sky, Purika soared across the planet, just taking a trip as usual. He really didn’t have much else to do except for train, which was starting to get tiring. He never thought he’d admit that. While he soared through the air, his scouter beeped, alerting him of a new managed. He halted himself in the air, grinning as he already knew what it was about.
Tapping on the button a few times, he opened up the message, it being from the General herself. It read three words, “Commence the Operation”. Purika’s grin spread, now knowing that it was time to fight. Purika descended to the ground below him, one foot touching the ground first, then followed by the other. He reached into his pockets, his fingers wiggling around in them until they found its targets, a special capsule that he kept on him recently.
Purika lifted the capsule out of his pocket, looking at the label on it to make sure it was the correct one. It proved to be the right one, so he pressed down on the top of the capsule and sat it upright on the ground. In the blink of an eye, smoke erupted from the capsule and a black pod appeared, replacing the capsule that once held it. Purika pressed a button beside the pod door which caused the door to lower to the ground. Taking over a planet with that status could get him somewhere.
Purika stepped into the pod and sat on the seat, pressing the button on the inside to close the door. Once the door was closed, Purika sat the coordinates for Yardrat, his target planet. His pod lifted into the air a mile or so before shooting at a 45-degree angle out of the atmosphere. Now he entered stasis for the most part of the trip.
Purika now inched closer and closer to Yardrat, his pod waking him up from his stasis and alerting him that he was near the planet. His power suppressed, he opened his eyes and looked out the window directly in front of him to see a green planet. That planet was Yardrat. “How should I do this..?”, he thought. Should he go in destroying everything or just make an announcement that he as claiming the world?
If he chose the last option, he could hopefully gain some supporters for the Empire. That could maybe get him a promotion, so he wouldn’t be a lower rank than that weakling Capper. He decided to go with the last option, he was sure the Empire would have no use for a destroyed world. He knew the full moon was out too, so he would try his best not to look at it.
He aimed for the outskirts of the capital of the planet, Freizaton. His pod shot into the atmosphere, a loud sonic boom could be heard. In the blink of an eye, it struck the ground below it. A large boom could be heard from the impact and the shaking of the ground for a second or so. The landing formed a huge crater, his pod resting in the middle as smoke sizzled off of it.
With the press of a button, the pods door opened and rested on the ground. With a confident smirk on his face, Purika stepped out of the pod and onto the ground. Also, he attached a camera to his armor. Now he looked around, stepping out of the crater as the pods door shut. He’d done some research on the planet before he got here, so he almost knew what he was doing. He floated into the air before disappearing from sight, appearing over the main broadcasting station of Freizaton.
He floated down to the entrance and walked up to the door, reeling his foot back and shooting it forward. His target was the door, the kick sending it flying all the way to the other side of the room. This gained him some attention from the people passing by, all of them noticing that he was a saiyan.
“What are you doing here?”, one arcosian spat. “Taking over your damn planet.”, Purika replied with a toothy grin. The arcosian didn’t believe he was telling the truth, but he was still breaking into the main broadcasting station. “I’ll put you in your place, saiyan!”, the arcosian yelled. After that was said, the arcosian leaped towards him.
Purika quickly turned as he approached, sending his fist forward into the side of its head, knocking it unconscious. “You’ve been put in your place.”, Purika said, spitting on the unconscious arcosian. Purika turned and entered the main broadcasting station, looking at the people inside. “Put me on every display in this city, or you all can get the same treatment as him.”, Purika said while pointing to the unconscious arcosian. The crew inside quickly made haste of doing so, all of their cameras being pointed at him.
His toothy grin remained as people across the city looked up at the displays. “I’m going to keep this plain and simple. I’m taking over your planet in the name of the Saiyan Solar Empire, and whoever has a problem with it has to deal with me!”, he said, his voice ringing across the city. He folded his arms, remaining on camera. With all that said and done, he unsuppressed his power so all of them could see how strong he was.
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ATTEMPTING TO TAKE OVER YARDRAT FOR THE SAIYAN SOLAR EMPIRE
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Post by Greeve on May 23, 2017 23:01:34 GMT
Thread PL: 34,459
As Purika's words echoed out throughout the city, the saiyan was going to get a little surprise. No, it wasn't going to come in the form of Arcosians coming to stop him, or the residents falling to their knees in worship (though admittedly that latter would have made this takeover much easier for Purika).
No the surprise reaction would be a portion of the city exploding.
Well, not so much exploding, as it suddenly imploding in on itself, and then exploding. For you see, there was another off worlder on Yardrat who had less than noble intentions for the planet. and unfortunately for the inhabitants, this one's goals were much more bleak.
Hovering in the middle of the crater that had once been a portion of the city, a lone figure surveyed the destruction that he had caused. Not an arcosian, not a saiyan, but something much more sinister. A pale humanoid with dark hair and clothing, and an aura that just reeked of death. The specter Greeve had arrived on Yardrat not long ago, and until recent had been biding his time, recovering from the wounds he had received from Earth's guardian Maeve. Once he had recovered, the ghost had planned to exterminate life on this world once the stars had aligned and he was at the height of his power. However, the announcement made by this Saiyan had pushed things forward a bit.
Overall he wasn't too worried. After all, he was confident the Saiyan would lend a hand if there was any trouble. Conquering a planet was so much easier when the original inhabitants were dead, so why would they object? Sure, Greeve would get around killing the saiyans eventually, but why cause a fight on multiple fronts? If anything, Greeve wasn't a fool.
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Post by Plato on May 24, 2017 23:41:47 GMT
Powerlevel:244,380 Monster Unleashed: 2,688,180 His Ship had landed on Yardrat a dull expression on his face. He could here the panic that filled the people of this planet. The saiyans were attack that was what he assumed. It was one of the biggest aroscains worlds it was seems he had chosen right. Aroscian men ran past as one grabbed his arm his cloak blowing in the wind . "The Saiyans their here." Plato turned his face cracking as the man fell back, He looked like a husk of a man. He would not hide who he was because well most knew what he looked like. The Konstain stepped through the city. The king had been threatened by the saiyans. Shem made a costly mistake by declaring war on his people. They were all he had left. His Feet slammed into the ground as he sensed for the high powerlevel. It was around 160,000. It would be tough but at the same time he was far stronger then him. The King stepped through the streets looking at the people that ran at his left and right. "Stop your Running!" He yelled at the shout reached all around the city as some of the people stopped looking at the King. His Cloak fell off as one of the Native grasped at his hand, "What are you doing he is a saiyan elite." He dragged the Yardrat as he walked towards the area where this high powerlevel of the city. He also saw a massive explosion in the distance. He decided that since he could not sense much it was maybe just some sort of explosive being set off. Maybe some saiyans were around there. There was however, no one stronger then the saiyan. He looked at the Yardrat lifting him up, "I won't let this creatures take your home." Plato looked down at him as the Yardrat let go of his hand as some of the others looked at him. None of them could sense ki but his confidants was enough for the time being. Plato stepped in front of the main Broadcasting station his arms at his side. He Gave a Death glare as he stepped inside looking over at the saiyan in his heavy armor. He gave the boy a death glare as his aura tore around him. When one cut the head of the beast then the rest fell apart. His armor was covered in dust and bits or rock that got lodged in it from all it wear and tear. He had no fear in his step why would he? He dealt with the devil, The new general of the sse, The lord of Namak, the Commander of the saiyans. He had squared off with the former Queen and even the Devil tree Walker. Why should he fear one overachieving saiyan. The King Long hair blew in the wind as he pulled down his hood revealing his cracked and burned face. The King looked up at the saiyan calmly before he spoke, "I don't know who you are nor do i care. You Get your men and you leave. The sse do no and i will not control this world. You break treaties created with the Ae and the Md. If you do not wish to heed this warning i shall burn you to a crisp. To prove my point." Ki began to flow around Plato as their was a growl. One of the Aroscains fell out of his chair looking up shocked. A massive beast the size of one the skyscraper appeared behind them smoke whisking off Plato's body. The people of course began to run agian because a massive beast made of flame just formed out of nowhere. Plato eyes glared at the saiyan trying to feel out what could happen next. He could do almost anything so Plato had to be prepared. "Do you feel Lucky saiyan or do you know that you should run. If you made your choice give me a signal to let me know. If you want to fight go ahead and attack. If you want to flee leap out of the window don't try and walk towards him. If you do that i'll cut you down." Plato drew his sword slightly looking at the Saiyan. What was his choice.  |
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Post by Purika on May 25, 2017 0:51:02 GMT
Purika stood with his arms folded, his eyes glaring into the camera which stood in front of him. As he stood in his position, the ground below him began to shake. Followed by that was the sound of an explosion, causing Purika’s head to wander around with his teeth gritted. “What was that?”, he asked himself. “I didn’t bring anyone with me.”
His senses reached out around the city for the potential source of this explosion, finally detecting who the culprit was. It was someone that was decently strong, but this particular person had a very strange aura lingering around them. It was a type of aura he’d never felt before, so it had to be some sort of species he’d never seen before. Even if it was though, the aura felt very strange.
While Purika as wondering, he felt that someone new with a higher power than the other one he sensed was approaching. He quickly swerved around to face the door, preparing for whoever or whatever was about to come in. The aura felt familiar, a Konatsian, a race from the planet Konats which he’d recently visited. The hooded man walked into the broadcasting station, Purika’s eyes trailing him and preparing for any sort of attack. The hooded man removed his hood, revealing his cracked and burned face.
It made Purika cringe a bit at the sight of it, how did his face get in this condition. The real purpose was why he as here, though. He spoke, opposing his takeover and threatening to burn him to a crisp. Apparently the AE and the MD also became allies, but the Mazoku Dominion forcefully took Arcose? What kind of alliance was that.
Purika became angered that the man was threatening him, but the man was also stronger than him. He started considering his options, leaning towards to fight the man even thought it would be worthless. Maybe he could find a way. The man also mentioned that he and his men should leave.
“I didn’t bring any men with me, so what’re you on about?”, Purika asked. Immediately after doing this, he began to think quickly, before coming up with something. He needed someone’s help to beat this man if they were going to fight, but he was sure that vennel and kaza were heavily occupied. He knew one person that wasn’t, Shemha. He began to feel for her, his telepathy beginning to work until he found her.
“Shemha , this is Purika. I request your assistance with a threat. A Konatsian showed up with a power that vastly overpowers mine, and plans to kill me if I don’t give up, which is something I can certainly not do. Also… he appears to be Konatsian, which matches the race of the person you attempted to arrest. I am going to attempt to fight him, but I request your assistance which is needed if I wish to beat him.”, he said, telepathically messaging Shemha. “Vennel , I know you’re most likely occupied with something, but I’ve ran into a problem. A Konatsian has attempted to stop me, but I have requested the commander’s assistance in dealing with him.”, he messaged to Vennel telepathically.
Purika watched as a flaming beast appeared out of nowhere, most likely belonging to him. The flaming beast broke through the roof, him dodging the falling rubble and stepping back a bit, watching as rubble slammed to the floor and most of the building collapsed. The camera’s were damaged, rendering them useless, but he still had his attached to his armor. He looked up at the beast, considering his options. He also looked at Plato, a determined look on his face.
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Post by Somatotrope on May 25, 2017 2:08:26 GMT
Somtatotrope ~ [Thread PL: 52,997] [Bio-Metabolize(x3)] [Current PL: 158,991] Daria ~ 100,000 PL"I’m going to keep this plain and simple. I’m taking over your planet in the name of the Saiyan Solar Empire, and whoever has a problem with it has to deal with me!”
A voice rang throughout the ship, as a saiyan's face was displayed on the monitor. Daria had been channel surfing through all the Arcosian Empire's broadcasting networks, while Somatotrope flew the ship that carried herself and Majin Blue all the way to Yardrat. There were a multitude of reasons as to why Soma took a small crew of his here, instead of assisting the aid of Arcose. First of all, those power level readings that Daria ascertained were astronomical to the point of it not even being worth it. Sure it would be bad for his image, but on the other hand there were the other reasons. The other one being that there was no one stationed on Yardrat at all, one of notable strength at least. And one more point was the fact that there was this lone saiyan who seemed to be there, claiming Yardrat for his own. "Yep, he's going to get a problem alright," Daria said as she flipped a switch, while reaching into a drawer for her new serum, one that she wanted to test after a little bit of failure last time. All the while, Somatotrope had been sweating bullets at the helm, as they were entering in the atmosphere. While they were lowering to the ground, an explosion erupted at the city, causing Soma to jump and the ship to wibble wobble a bit, but still slowly lowering to the ground. "I can't do this why did I do this I seriously can't believe I'm doing this," Soma just rapid fire talked as he was landing the ship, "I can't believe you talked me into this Daria, I mean seriously with all these people on Yardrat I might as well be inferior to them all, like taking a child to an arcosian royal rumble where death isn't disqualification, as I can't hold a candle to all of these conquerorrrrrrrrrrsssssssss-"He was stopped in his tracks as Daria took advantage of Somatotrope's freak out and focus on landing the ship in order to inject an odd fluid into his systems, one which she hoped would prove to be more useful than they were the last time they were used. Soma's eyes started dilating a little as his mind started to flicker a bit, Daria's drug starting to work wonders as his mind was addled. His own instincts shutting off while enhancing certain aspects of his DNA, to the point where his shaking slowly diminished. Turning off the engine to the ship, Somatotrope's skin started to steam a little, as his carapace was changing colors, adopting a more warmer hue of tone along with the violets of his armor turning to reds. Pulling himself out of his seat, a newfound vigor started to fill his voice as the cowardice temporarily left his body, "Alright, now that I feel much more calm, I have a plan. Blue, you go with Daria to the explosion, figure out what the hell happened over there. I will head off with the saiyan trying to be a pompous asshole, and tell him what's what. Is that clear."
Smirking at her own handiwork, letting the hangar open up as the group landed rather close to Purika and Plato's confrontation, while she returned with a simple, "That's my boy. Glad that worked out much better, but that's a success to celebrate over for later. Now, Blue, come on and stay close." With that, she did her best to lead Majin Blue towards the city, as they needed to figure out what was going down to cause that explosion. The woman letting her green scouter glasses whir to life as she tried to find a fix on the being who decided to attack a city full of innocents, hopefully with a blue amorphous creation following suit. In the mean time, the big burly insectoid of a Bio-android stomped his way out of the burly ship, walking his way over to where Plato and Purika was just a stone's throw away from his own ship. Looking the saiyan in the eyes, it was obvious that he was at a standstill with this Pointy Eared being, so it must mean that this person was at least against the saiyan. Letting his beaky maw curl into a smirk, he ordered with an odd confidence escaping his lips, "Didn't bring any men with you? I'm sorry, but you were claiming this planet for the Saiyan Solar Empire. I'm calling you out on your cowardice, attacking while Arcose itself is being barraged. Seeing as how all the strong leaders were busy with the strongest they have to offer, I'm here to clean up what I assume to be the Leftovers of the SSE. You can leave in peace, or you can leave your body. Your choice, Solar Saiyan Mutt." Lifting up a giant meaty claw of his, he formed a lavender energy orb, filled to the brim with his own energy. This newfound Soma, empowered with his creator's own drugs and his own latent powers, he wasn't going to fold to this pathetic lone saiyan who picked fights away from those he called his allies.
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Post by Majin Blue on May 25, 2017 2:40:58 GMT
Majin Blue was taking a nice little nap inside of a water bottle until a voice suddenly resonated through the ship's walls, jiggling the plastic of the container he was napping in. The boy slithered out, stumbling to his feet and holding the side of his mohawk tentacled head groggily. "Meeeehh." The boy's voice was a bored. And then, he realized that the voice wasn't coming from anyone inside the ship. Immediately, the shirtless blue majidroid had his face pressed to the glass of the monitor displaying the saiyan. "Are we here yet?" Blue pulled his face back—it stuck to the glass for a second—so he had to yank it off with a pop. "Are we here to fight him now? I'll eat him?"Blue's eyes flickered left and right awkwardly as the bug creature had a breakdown. There was no nice flavors to be had here. And yet, the majin felt a twinge of sympathy. "Meh— No worries..!" He reassured soma with a grin and a salute. It didn't take long before Daria pushed some injection into Soma's arm, and blue watched with fascination as the bug metamorphasized. "…Me next?"But soon, Soma had a plan, and blue was more than eager to listen. As the bio android began to speak, Blue's systems were flooded with candy flavored endorphins, his internal BBA endoskeleton rewarding him for his obedience to the leader. Speaking of which— Blue reached his palm down, tapping on the Blue Banner symbol on his suppression belt and feeling an invisible force tighten around him as the belt whirred to life. "Yes— Explosion." Blue nodded, stretching his arms out across his torso. "…I can eat saiyan later?" The boy grinned mischievously for a minute before turning to Daria in obedience. Certainly, he would follow her, and join her into the city… But there was a much better way to get there. Walking would take far too long. A sharp grin broke out across Blue's face as he stood in the doorway of the ship grabbing hold of either side of the door frames with his sticky majin palms. He took several steps back, stretching his arms out to their full elastic length. By the time he was pulled to his full extent, his bubblegum was quivering with tension. And Daria was standing just outside the doorway.
"YEAH-HAAAAA!" Blue shouted out in ecstasy as he released his foothold grip, allowing his body to slingshot through the doorway with flabbergasting speed. As he flew out, he would attempt to snatch up Daria inside of his flesh, careening her across the landscape as they catapulted. He would turn them into living projectiles! The city rapidly consumed the horizon, and when Blue sensed he was getting close enough, he threw his arms up into the air, descending to the ground, eventually making impact with his boots. He crouched, as if surfing, and then continued to rapidly skate across the cold Yardrat landscape, whipping up a dust storm as his skidding boots carefully carved across the stone. When his feet finally came to a stop, Blue tripped into the air. The boy tumbled across the ground in a glob of liquid, and then snapped back to an upright position. His majin flesh on his arms quickly pulled back, revealing the white steel gauntlets underneath. The blue gems on his endoskeleton palms burst into a feverish glow, whirring excitedly at the prospect of battle. The majin's eyes viscously scanned the landscape, looking for his first chance to pounce. "Yeah—" the boy whispered under his breath excitedly, "Yeah yeah! Let's go!"Heavyweights.
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Post by Friion on May 25, 2017 7:02:58 GMT
It was happening again. Reports had been coming in from almost every communications channel his Scouter could access. Just about every planet the Arcosian Empire called home and territory was being sacked by the Saiyan Solar Empire. It wasn't the first time, and it wouldn't be the last time. In the depths of Friezaton, Friion sat inside of his office twiddling his thumbs. He would bring a thoughtful, mind-humbling hand to his chin, cradling it gently as he mulled over the situation. Frustrated, he would rise from his several-thousand zeni hyper-cushioned office chair, sucking away the last droplets of his favorite brand of juice box before crushing it in his fist. The monkeys just didn't know when to quit, did they? It was no secret the Arcosians had no titan-level fighters to speak of. The Saiyans seem to relish in the fact. Their barbarism knew no bounds; prey on those who look to be weak, then afford yourself the mental delusions of grandeur that you were one of the strong. The battle had come to his very own doorstep, and as he looked out of the broad window of his almost-at-the-roof office, he frowned. Even in the face of one exceptional Saiyan, the people were beginning to flee. Order needed to be restored. An example needed to be set. A fight needed to be fought. Exiting his quarters and heading for a nearby maintenance ladder in the hallway, he would quickly clamor up the structure and open up a maintenance hatch to the roof. Tapping away at his Scouter and setting it to Active Scan, he would grin quite devilishly. A reading of just under one hundred and sixty thousand units dialed in. Quite impressive, but nothing compared to what Friion could cut loose. Folding his arms as he floated every so slowly off of the roof, he would tighten his fists near his waist and begin a slow howl. His violet aura encapsulated him like the shoulder-to-shoulder support of an old friend of war, a comrade even to bring accuracy to the feeling. The violet light would soon softly solidify into a sturdy shell, where inside at the eye of the storm a metamorphosis was taking place. This was no time to toy around or gauge ability. If this Saiyan maggot would be so bold as to assault his home, and bring threat to his people? There would be no recompense. There would be no forgiveness. There would be no mercy. Releasing a shout from his howl that would echo across the city, Friion screamed with the fury of battle that sent his heart pounding into a frenzy. Deep within his soul, a decision begged an answer. Die on your feet, or return to the Space Prison Knutts like a shackled animal!? The shell began peeling away, blistering off and shattering into flecks of brilliant violent chi that swirled into a renewed maelstrom, melding and molding back into the cloak around his form that was his energy. As his rage came to boil, he would blast off into the sky leaving a violet comet tail in his wake. With his trusty Scouter feeding him coordinates on the reading, he would make the utmost haste to arrive and curb the destruction this gutter trash gorilla race had become oh so famous for. [True Form Active!] When he arrived, he was surprised to see allies on his side already taking up arms to curb the opposition. However, he didn't quite expect it to be...a bug. In his sleek, somewhat short and slender yet toned form, he would put one three-toed foot in front of the other until he rested shoulder to shoulder with the strange creature. It was then and there that it finally clicked. ''Oh, my.''''So, you are the one. I had heard the rumors, but never would I expect a figure so off the norm to vulture my rightful title. Don't get me wrong; I am in no way bitter. In fact, I look forward to seeing what you can do. The Captain of the Force is not a title to bring upon yourself lightly. I look forward to seeing how deep you can dig to pulverize this disgusting act of terrorism into the ground.''''And as for you.''Pointing a sharply-nailed finger to the Saiyan, he would continue. ''You. Yes, you. I cordially invite you to partake in my most spectacular spectacle of slaughter!''Raising his arms and forming his hands into a ''V'' shape, he would coil one arm in tightly, a beach-ball sized orb of ki swallowing the hand of that arm. Glowing a brilliant violet, he would whip his wrist back to finish the first of three poses ''SHOOTING!''. Shuffling away from Soma a few steps and raising both hands, coiling the firing arm in and standing on one leg, the second would finish ''STAR!''. The third would conclude when his free hand's wrist would rotate and his up-foot stomped down, his hand swiping in front of his face and his fingers fanning apart as he glared between the gaps. His gap between ring and index finger would serve as improvised firing sights. ''ARROW!''Now would come his signature technique. All that remained was to sync his shouts with his growing chi! If this new Captain knew a damned thing about the Force, teamwork and posing were rule number one! No questions asked!
Friion enters the fray in true form!
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Post by Greeve on May 25, 2017 17:18:40 GMT
Greeve could sense multiple high power levels approaching. For a split second, the ghost had thought they might be coming for him, before they turned off and instead confronted the boisterous saiyan. Greeve couldn't help but smirk at this. It was nice to have somebody drawing all the fire for a change. Whenever he set about his work, there was always some hyper powerful fool who always felt the need to protect the weak. Couldn't they see he was doing good for the universe?
However, it seemed that not everyone had decided to go after the bigger fish. Greeve felt a small source of energy approaching his own direction. Another weak one deciding to try and play hero. And this time, there was nobody around around to save him if things went sour. A small surge of excitement went through the ghost at the thought of it. Curious to see just who it was that was approaching him, the ghost began to float towards the source of the power.
When he saw the source of it, he was a little surprised and curious. He recognized the gooey blue form as that belonging to the magical race known as Majins. But there was something...different about this one. Something he couldn't put his finger on. Well, regardless of what it was, there was no doubt that the majin was substantially weaker than him. Even the power he was currently charging wasn't much of a threat. Greeve slowly crossed his arms as he slowly descended to the ground, noticing the second individual with him. Again, nothing too much to worry about.
"Well well, what do we have here?" Greeve tilted his head, remaining calm and composed as he eyed the powering up Majin, "Another hero attracted by the saiyan? Though I'm curious what brings you over here."
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Post by Plato on May 25, 2017 18:43:00 GMT
"There was an explosion so your not really fooling me by saying you have no men. Either that or some bandit or raider just came...oh wait." He lifted his hand looking at Purika as he stood there. The Kings eyes were narrowed into slits. The man did step back when he soummoned his beast but he did not run. A scowl formed on his face as he raced his hand the monster disspearing after a couple of seconds. "You didn't jump out the window. I'm going to assume that means your prepared to die for this planet if you can outrun my blast i assure you,there is a chance you can go home alive however keep your feet planted and your dead." He raised his hand as his form bulked up he letting out an inhuman growl as a layer of red armor formed around him. His body rose flames being sent all around him. Plato was ignored by the saiyan either that or he tried to get some help. If he did have forces he could that camera on his chest to send to his other warriors. Sadly it would not work unless the queen or commander were hiding on the world, he was dead meat. His body rose as his spine cracked his size nearly doubling going from his 5'4 to almost 10 feet tall in a couple brief moments. A crown of horns formed on his monstrous head. His body could no longer be seen under the heavy set of armor that he just created. He was no longer the summoner he had become the beast itself. An Inhuman growl escaped his lips rage beckoning from his eyes. The Saiyan had brought death upon himself. If had ran away from his mission he would of still had a chance to breath. However, he had chosen to sit there. He took that as a sign that he had no intention of running away. If he wanted to die for his mission however, Plato would oblige. He was going to speak then something spoke a bug like creature had made its appearance. He gave the bug a simple glance looking at him with dead rage, "Shut your trap, if your here to defend arosce this one won't be of any issues. I am only Of Xylo closest allies, and trust me when i say this mutt, could most likely kill you in a flash. So close but yet so far to achieving any real sense of power." HE sounded far different the King, rather then his normally softer voice is a was a deep and demonic voice. Other then his ki everything had changed about him.The King turned away from the bug as he raised his hand a white ball surging to life. Lighting sparked off his hand as he looked at the saiyan with eyes with no mercy left in them. "You turn your ass around, and you start running. If you continue to gawk like some school girl i'll be lining your head on a nice spike as a message to the rest of your empire. Your people have destroyed two planets and caused billions upon billions of death. To make the assumption you are the hero's liberating the people from Xylo's control is simply a lie. If you thought the general plan was flawless your wrong. All your forces will be bounced back and we will have justice. Justice to those who have fallen at the hands of your people. However, i am a man of mercy if you run right now i will not be killing you. However, if your not on your ship withen the next 30 seconds i'm killing you. I'm not foolish enough to let you stand here and wait for some miracle to happen. Miracles don't happen to the dead." The King stepped forward his hand pointed at him as he charged up his King's Wrath. "So Start running." Plato finished his speech as he noised the huge assortment of other power level's. A small one was heading towards the Explosion. It was good someone would be able to check if it was an actually saiyan armor. An Aroscian with a high battle level would arrive. He gave him a glance. He could take the saiyan but he didn't know if the saiyan could use the legendary form. Perhaps he could but he just knew it would of been useless. Either way the King nodded turning his head, "Not only are you outgunned your out numbered this didn't go the way you thought it would did you saiyan."
Dropped Monster Unleashed and transformed into Condensed Monster Powerlevel:5,131,980 *Charging Up2:King's Wrath. Its current powerlevel is 3,421,320 *Next round it shall be 6,842,640  Purika
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Shemha
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PL: 396,617
Super Majin (x31/35)
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Post by Shemha on May 26, 2017 3:17:33 GMT
| Takeover of Yardrat |SHEMHA'S BASE PL: 302,543
SHEMHA'S CURRENT PL: 4,538,125/5,748,317 |
| GAIN BONUSES: DE | | PL MULTIPLIERS: EVIL/GOOD MAJIN (x15/19) |
As Purika withdrew from her mind, Shemha found herself in a strange place. For starters, his ability to reach out to her from this far was a surprise. Possessing telepathic abilities herself, she knew it was possible, but completely unaware that the soldier was capable of such a feat. As for the content of his message…mixed emotions filtered through her.
In one hand she felt disappointment that he was so quick to reach out to her for assistance the moment a strong foe showed itself, yet in the other hand what was he supposed to do? Known for their pride and unwillingness to surrender even in tilted battles, Saiyans rarely asked for help. Yet, this push from the Empire was bigger than any one warrior. For her, and apparently Purika, pride was secondary to success. From that view point, she could understand the drive behind his message. In exchange for part of his pride, he wished to see Yardat brought under the SSE’s banner.
The fact his opponent was a Konatsian spoke volumes to her of Plato’s plans to fight against the Empire. Back on Vegeta he declared himself their enemy and now his soldiers were in the field. Konats and Vegeta were officially at war. For all tense and purposes, Konats and its people were now allies of the Mazoku Dominion. That coupled with the Acrosian resistance met so far meant the SSE was against three factions all emboldened by Xylo’s charismatic words. Or perhaps they just hid behind his power as he became a substitute for the spines they so clearly lacked.
A glance over to Meridia drew the demon’s attention, her raised brow asking “What is it?” Despite her recent arrival to Beppa, it seemed she needed to move on to Yardrat. Luckily, Pin and the others seemed to have everything under control. The Empire was full of adequate warriors.
”Attention soldiers of the SSE,” She began after opening up a military channel on her scouter. ”I am heading to Yardrat to squash the resistance there. Until I return, Pin is in charge of all SSE forces. Pay him the same respect you would give the Queen herself.” Shemha finished as she disconnected. Once more her eyes shifted to Meridia.
”Suit up, we are heading out.”
With one of her classic playful smirks, Meridia drew on her demonic magics. Dark energy swirled around her only to condense and harden into a full suit of armor. Covered from head to toe, her girly dress was gone and with it any question of her combat ability. Ax lifted to rest atop hers armored shoulder, she gave the Majin a quick nod.
”Ready when you are Shem.”
”Let’s go.” Knowing she was some distance away, Shemha was glad to have practiced a travel technique that Walker once knew. It was not instantaneous, but far more effective than any sort of ship. Reaching out with her will, pulling on the magic naturally within her, Shemha began to manipulate the space in front of her. The magical power her race possessed combined with Walker’s expert control over it allowed her to create a temporary tear, a portal between two places. Already aware of Purika’s location, coordinates tracked through the SSE military networks, one portal opened before her and one alongside him. Only able to hold the gateway up for a few seconds, Shemha stepped through with Meridia close behind.
On Yardrat, an identical disc of purple and red appeared in close proximity to the outnumbered Saiyan and through it the Commander strode. At her full power Shemha’s slender, tall form didn’t look to belong to the Empire, but to those who knew her, understood her loyalty was undying. On her heels came the armored figure of Meridia, both arriving in silence as their senses adjusted to the world around them. The strange form of travel was convenient, but the environment they entered demanded they adapt quickly.
A short distance away she felt the signatures of others, individuals she did not know. Her immediate concern though was of course focused on the three that stood across from her and the familiar one at her side.
Purika hadn’t been exaggerating when he informed he was outmatched, numbers alone not working in his favor not to mention the Acrosian and strange bug-like creature were already gathering energy into separate techniques. As for the third signature, the Konatsian, Shemha couldn’t believe which Konatsian it was that stood before her. Plato, the ruler of Konats himself had made his way to Yardrat and according to Purika, threatened to take the life of an SSE soldier and the energy he currently gathered proved he was ready to do it. Shemha was right to have declared him an enemy of the Empire after their confrontation on Vegeta.
”You requested my aide Purika and I have come, but the next time you do so I expect to at least see you engaged in combat.” A slight tinge of annoyance in her voice when she realized fighting hadn’t even officially broken out yet, but the edge in her words was dulled by the opportunity before her.
”Purika, assist Meridia in apprehending the others. I will take care of this one.” She ordered as her eyes locked on Plato’s enhanced form. It was time to see what the King was made of. He declared himself an enemy of the Empire and now he would meet one of its strongest soldiers on the battlefield.
”Lets see how you stack up Plato!” She barked, emotions high between the two. Normally she might offer surrender or for those that opposed them to bend the knee, but she had already tried that with Plato. There was only one path here. It was clear that he planned to obliterate Purika had she not shown up, so the Majin figured she should repay the favor.
Energy began to crackle across the Majin's frame, power gathering within her. At the same time, her slim figure began bulk slightly. Unlike Vennel her muscle mass did not double, but where there was little definition before in her smooth skin, muscles were now visible. Through her power enhancing technique, the Majin was granted a stronger, offensive based form. For all he had said to her, Plato would now be subject to her wrath.
As for Meridia, she fully understood her task here. Far older than the pretty face under her helmet hinted at, she likely had more experience in the field than the Commander herself. While not as strong as her Majin companion, the demon was no slouch and she had no reserves about jumping right into the thick of it. With only a quick glance to Purika, she let out a chaotic howl as her stance widened and dark energy began to crackle between the two horns that protruded from her helmet.
Confident that Shemha could handle herself; she focused on the Acrosian and the strange bug creature that were apparently on the Konatsian’s side. In short order the pulsing sphere atop her head grew to the size of one of Earth’s basketballs, black arcs of energy dancing along its surface. An instant later she let it lose, the powerful sphere rushing towards the lizard-man. She only hoped that she wouldn’t have to divert from offense to protect Purika. In fact, she wasn’t even sure if she needed to. After all, Shemha’s orders were to detain their foes…she hadn’t said anything about protecting their ally.
TAGS: Pin Ginge Cepa Brassica Sundavr Andlat
OOC NOTES: Shemha and Meridia have arrived via Shemha’s magical Rift Walker ability. It's just flavor though and officially I sent a PM to staff informing them if my speed boosted stealth travel. I will list Meridia’s PL down here and keep their techs/KP separate.
Techniques used:
Shemha
[UT] Rift Walker: Through her advancing understanding of magic combined with Walker’s knowledge, Shemha has learned how to move via creating momentary portals. These portals allow Shemha to cover distance with relative ease. While she can move about a given planet, this also allows her to travel between planets. (Flavor for her boosted Space pod with stealth. Cannot be used in combat.)
[UT]Magic Conversion(Power Weighted)By shifting the flow of the magic within her, Shemha is able to increase her offensive power at the cost of her defenses, this results in an increase of her offensive pl by +x1 and a decrease of her defensive PL by -x3. You must have a transformation that provides at least +x3 defensive PL to use this technique. Using Power Weighted costs 0 KP in a KP Battle.
Shemha’s new PL is - 4,840,688/4,840,688
Shemha has begun to charge! - 100% - 200% next turn!
[MP3]Deceptive Charge: Mastering the ability to disguise her attacks, Shemha had learned to gather Ki within her body for any attack without giving away what sort of technique she is powering up. This allows her to adapt her strategy based on the flow of the fight while utilizing her most powerful techniques.
3/3
Meridia
Nocturna Active: PL - 2,269,072
Meridia fires [N1]Black Sun at Friion for 748,794 PL worth of damage with the intent to KO!
KP: 2/3
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Post by Purika on May 26, 2017 15:59:01 GMT
Purika listened to the man's response to what he stated earlier, him pausing at ‘oh wait’. Immediately after he said this, Purika’s arms and legs shifted into a certain position, entering his battle stance in preparation for a fight. The Konatsian narrowed his eyes and raised his hand, causing the flaming beast to disappear. Some more rubble dropped to the ground in its absence, Purika wondering why he got rid of it. The monster also had to be magic, or something like that.
Purika took in the man's next statement, frowning as he said it. Had the man really expected him to run? What would that make him look like once he got back to where ever he would’ve fled to? He’d rather die than to be labeled a coward which ran from a fight. “Why the hell are you giving me so many chances? I don’t want your mercy.”, he said, “I refuse to run, I’ll stay and fight, even if it costs me my life!”
If Shemha didn’t want to come or didn’t make it in time, so be it. He was going to die fighting. The man raised his hand again, was he attempting to summon the monster again? No, he was doing something else. The man started growling, but Purika did not budge a bit. What the hell was the man doing?
He soon found out as the man’s power started increasing, armor forming around his body and red flames springing out from around him. Purika jumped back to avoid the magical flames. Purika’s ki formed around him as well, supposedly challenging the man’s own flames. The man began growing, once being smaller than Purika to becoming over three feet taller than him! What had he turned into?
“Come on then, fight me, you son of a bitch.”, Purika said. A ship landed outside, gaining some of Purika’s attention. Most of it was focused on the transformed man. Some sort of bug stepped out, it’s aura very confusing. It seemed like it had an aura that had the combination of multiple, and it was strong too.
Purika was only a smudge stronger than this bug, which walked over to the scene and began talking to him. Purika only grew angrier. “Why the HELL ARE YOU TALKING TO ME, YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE FIGHTING ME! I DON’T WANT YOUR DAMNED MERCY, I’M NOT GOING ANYWHERE.”, he said before calming down. “You’re going to have to kill me if you want me to leave.”, he said to the bug, ignoring it calling him a coward.
The bug didn’t know that they were all working together. The bug began charging his attack, so Purika began building up power for one of his own to compete with his. Purika was frustrated, was this really the enemy? The Konatsian spoke to the bug and then him, earning a reply from Purika. “I'm not doing shit, and I don’t give a shit about what you have to say.”, he said.
They gave him so many chances, they couldn’t be. His senses started tingling as a new power approached, it’s aura belonging to an arcosian which was over two times more powerful than himself. It landed beside the bug and the armored Konatsian, adding to the effort he’d have to put into this fight to win it. He could use the moon to transform into the Oozaru form, but now he’d realized that he needed to leave that form behind. He couldn’t always depend on it, the moon wouldn’t always be there for him to use.
The Konatsian spoke again, Purika frowning in frustration. Why did he talk so fucking much? Did he have some sort of talking problem? “SHUT THE HELL UP ALREADY! WHY THE FUCK DO YOU TALK SO MUCH?”, he said. “I’M NOT ONE OF YOUR FRIENDS!” His ki burst out around him, growing bigger and bigger.
He was not afraid of this man, even if his power towered over his own.
Purika started to calm down, his aura returning to normal size. The arcosian spoke to the bug before speaking to him, Purika not understanding a damn word he said. Better yet he started dancing while forming an attack, that made his day. If he died, he would at least have something to laugh about. Purika’s aura flared wildly as he began to build up energy for an attack, prepared to defend against one of them if they decided to make a move.
A portal formed beside him, startling Purika. He jumped over a bit, looking at it from the corner of his eye while also focusing on the main threats. To his surprise, the commander and Meridia arose from the portal. He was also sort of confused, how did she do that? It had to be magic.
Purika listened as the commander spoke to him. “Yes Commander. I didn’t expect you to arrive so fast… though.”, Purika replied. The commander gave him an order, her receiving a nod from him. “Let’s go, roach.”, Purika directed at the bug with a grin on his face. [ Purika pounced forward towards the bug in front of him, reeling his fist back and shooting it forward right into its ugly face. ]
He was going to enjoy this.
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[MP3] Martial Arts Used.
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Post by Somatotrope on May 27, 2017 3:20:08 GMT
After he spat out what he wanted to say, it seemed the guy who he was standing with didn't seem to enjoy Somatotrope's words, as he went to outright wanting him to shut up. The odd, strong man decided to introduce himself as a close ally of Xylo? Though the strength may back that up, not once has Soma been told word of this person. Maybe it was someone who WISHED to become a close ally of Xylo, due to his own strength. And usually Soma would have started quivering in fear of such a fearsome person, but the bug hopped up on a drug serum was numb to his own fleeing instincts, thinking the only problem he had to deal with was this rowdy saiyan.
Following suit to their appearances, another appeared before them. An arcosian by the looks of it, one who seemed to take a big interest in Somatotrope's appearance. Blinking a couple times as he approached, the person soon burst out in explaining why he exclaimed his thoughts about the new captain of the Arcosian Forces. From the scent of this person, he was not of the Artificial kind, which meant that he truly was an Arcosian, and not Noxa. Nodding about how he was going to punish him, a befuddled look came across his face when it came to him posing in sync with his own attack.
"Yes," Soma agreed, "I assume you are the one called Friion? The previous GOOD leader, I might add? Pleasure to make your acquaintance. My name is Somatotrope. I read through your journal after blasting the last building to bits because of the last leader being an incompetent mutt." The word was hissed with an utter disdain, as the creature fully adopted Daria's line of thinking, as an unsupervised creation was one that was bound for mayhem. And Noxa was the prime example, seeing as how she ruined so much for the Arcosian Empire, while stirring up Earth while she was at it. Taking a slow breath, he continued, "Curious though, why are you making those gestures? Poses are for victory, or leading up to victory."
More of Daria's teachings had rubbed off on him, as wrestlers usually made their signature flexes or poses on the cusp of victory, to play up to the crowd. Currently Somatotrope had little idea as to what Friion was attempting to accomplish, but his strength in his attack was hefty as all heck.
Daria had been strolling her way over to the city, nimbly dodging Majin Blue's attempt to grasp onto her. She would have gone along, but the matter of the fact was that her scouter glasses were screaming loudly as new numbers started appear from the middle of nowhere, turning around, she bore witness along with everyone else to the appearance of another rubber woman, a Majin if it were. And her strength was astronomical, along with her cohort that followed her out of the portal. It seems this wasn't going to be an easy job.
Somatotrope was baffled at first, confused even, as they just came out of nowhere and took this saiyan's side. But with only a few words given, the message was clear. It seemed that this saiyan by the name of Purika had called for assistance. How he had done so was unknown, be he had not wanted to fight like a true saiyan. Not even throwing a punch, he called for back up as he was scared. The scene started to unfold as the Majin attacked Xylo's ally(?) and Meridia, an odd being as she shared the same scent as Dantalion, assaulted Friion.
Then the saiyan, after having multiple shouting contests as he was getting upset with being shown mercy, was ready to fight. Despite calling for backup without even throwing a punch, he was against receiving any kind of mercy, which was hypocritical at best. This person before him was not a true saiyan, as he didn't live for the challenge. And to be fair, neither was Soma, but he was at least willing to fight those stronger than him without complaining. Even recalling back to his spar with Koldar when he was but a fraction of this strength, and he didn't even call out for Daria's assistance, though whether she would help or not during that scenario was a whole 'nother question.
But it was quite the oddity to watch this invader go from a passive wimp who wasn't even showing the slightest hostilities to those his equal or stronger, to a supreme raging asshole who was ready for combat the instant that he got somebody on the scene who was ready to trounce everyone in his way. This guy was of the most despicable kind, relying too heavily on others to make him seem successful. But he was already preparing for a complete punch for Soma, the insectoid creature priming to slam his own energy orb into this saiyan's fist, but a gust of wind beside him stopped him in his tracks as a loud voice shouted out loud...
"TSARBOMBA LARIAAAAAAAAT!"
It was Daria of all people who had ditched her lab coat while power loading her arm with energy, slamming her arm into Purika's fist to stop his attack. A loud grunt escaped her own lips as she struggled to keep Purika off at bay, the scientist having felt that punch rattle her arm. "That's one hell of a punch for such a grunt," Daria said with a smarmy grin, before continuing, "I am going to enjoy helping Soma take you do-"
"DARIA!"
The red skinned brenchian hopped backward instinctively as she heard the name rupture the air, turning her head to look at Soma who barked her name. Looking at him inquisitively, realization shot over her eyes as Soma started to continue, "I didn't ASK you to stop him. In fact, I ordered you to look after Majin Blue. There's a dangerous presence in that city, and you decided to protect me instead of protecting the one who needs it the most."
"But it's my duty to protect yo-"
"IT'S YOUR DUTY TO SUPERVISE, NOT PROTECT!" Soma shouted with ferocity, letting his lavender orb filled with the strength of his Pledge Starstorm flare up in strength. His eyes noticed her arm, where she impacted with Purika, to find that there was a purple welt right where the saiyan's fist used to be. "Getting yourself injured over your creation? If I lose my life, you can recreate me down the line. If YOU lose your life, then I suffer the same fate as those moronic Bio-Droids who live life without checks and balance system. Now get your ass to Blue before he winds up in deep shit!"
Nodding as she grasped her arm, Daria sprinted off towards the city, making her way there in breakneck pace as she chased down her Majin companion. It was scary at how fast Majin Blue got to the city, her hoping that the rubber man didn't get into too much trouble.
Meanwhile Somatotrope looked down upon Purika, who had left one hell of an injury on Daria's arm. Looking him in the eyes as he started to realize how freakishly tall this person was, it dawned on Soma that they were way too even on all accounts. Smirking a little, the warrior proudly spoke, "I apologize for my creator's involvement. Here, I'll make this easier on you..." Stepping forward with one of his feet, he moved his arms outward in an inviting motion, while having a cocky demeanor about his figure. Arms outright, Soma still built up energy in his lavender energy orb, before saying with gusto, "Since I'll make this fair, I'll let you take a shot on me. You get to throw the first punch, to make up for Daria's interruption. What do you say about that, as I'd love a good fight between the two of us?"
With his own blood pumping, Soma was more than ready to take on the next of Purika's attacks.
Daria - [MP3] Tsarbomba Lariat used, 100,000 PL vs Purika's 159,731, resulting in 59,731 PL's worth in damage on Daria's arm.
Somatotrope - [MP3] Pledge Starstorm still charging, going from 200% ~> 300% next post
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Majin Blue
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PL: 16,467
Dai Majin (x3/x6)
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Post by Majin Blue on May 28, 2017 15:59:41 GMT
Blue looked over at the strange pale man and leered forwards, suddenly aching to eat the creature. His blue flesh was pulled back taut, revealing his steel endoskeleton that was still whirring semimenacingly. Although the child was primitive, he knew better than to pounce on a subject right after meeting them. Er— In the real world he did, at least. After all, this was a war, not a friendly meetup. A slip up here could mean he got punched in the face.
"You made explosion?" Blue asked the spindly creature, cocking his head to the side and letting his cyborg blue eyes glow, "Why did you do that?"
The boy's mohawk tendrils slowly swayed back and forth, ebbing and flowing with his breath. Even though the child was armed, he didn't expect his enemy to make any attack against him, and so he was mostly off guard. Teenage invincibility is a bitch like that.
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Post by Friion on May 29, 2017 1:11:57 GMT
It wasn't every day that an Arcosian was given the chance to utterly vaporize a monkey up-start like this one. Showing up all on his lonesome, was he? How disgustingly prideful. Pride and Saiyan shared a very intimate relationship that went beyond the most minimal facets of basic reasoning. Friion didn't know the reasoning behind this vile invasion, but it couldn't have been any better than the last one. All he knew was the only good monkey was a dead one. Through his focusing chi and on-point poses, that violet aura would begin to brilliantly alight. Taking in the fresh new Force Captain's words, he found himself humbled. ''NOXA, was it? I count my blessings that i'd never had to interact with the creature. From all i've heard, her time at the helm was not a pleasant one. I applaud you in the act of blasting what remained of what i'm sure that thing called a ''legacy'' to rubble and smoke.'' Clucking his tongue thoughtfully, he would curiously and slightly tilt his head at the remark considering gestures and poses. ''Merely for victory, you say? My, but you do have so much to learn. You will understand in time. As a matter of fact, I find myself questioning what the Force under a fresh leader could look like. Against my own selfish desires, I believe i'll extend an alliance. Place me within the new Force, and together I believe it can become something awe-inducing indeed!'' But past that, this wasn't a matter that begged discussion now. There was trash to take to the curb; unsightly, barbaric, Saiyan trash. Just as he readied himself to fire the Ballista, however, something peculiar happened.Some sort of gateway appeared on the field, and out popped a massively powerful gummy pink being with some sort of sidekick. So the little whelp had called for help at some point? Interesting. It seemed even Saiyans were capable of realizing when they'd done something truly idiotic. Within short order, the flow of battle had changed. The two largest signatures of either side faced off, the Saiyan and Soma had begun battle, and Friion took particular notice to the orb of destruction sailing his way. With an annoyed growl, he would disperse his energy into brilliant, dissipating flecks of light. Raising his arm and spreading his palm open, he would sneer at the incoming construct before opening his mouth to shout. ''Apprehend me!? I of course suspect you to believe me to Impede the attempt!''''IMPEDE TIME!''Sweeping his hand pointed at the energy globe strongly, a wave of force would blister forward to impact it, causing it to slow momentarily and then halt entirely. Friion of course would grin with characteristic snark as he folded his arms and performed a strong back-step after turning to the side, leaping away from the linear impact zone. After a few seconds passed, the orb would regain motion and sail right on course where he once was, hurtling backward into a cluster of buildings where it would detonate. ''Awww. Tisk tisk.''He would waggle his finger side to side a few times, shaking his head. ''Were you going to apprehend anyone over there? An awful shame, if so.''After that jab, he would posture himself defensively; this being was much stronger than he was, and he had no idea what it was capable of.
[Friion attempts to solidify a place in the Soma Squad!] [Canceled MP3: Star Shattering Ballista to use SU2: Impede Time!] [Dodging PL VS Attacking PL: 948,420 vs 748,794!] [Attack Dodged!] [KP 1/3] |
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Greeve
Rising Soul
PL: 46,034
Haunting (x12)
Zeni: 500
Tag: @greeve
OOC Name: Lafitte
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Post by Greeve on May 30, 2017 17:37:56 GMT
Greeve watched as the second individual suddenly took off, heading back towards the main confrontation. It appeared that another strong power had entered the fray, drawing the stronger warrior's attention. This of course left the substantially weaker Majin alone with Greeve, who was now questioning him on why he caused the previous explosion. He even seemed to have dropped the charge he had been building up earlier. Greeve couldn't help but smirk, but at his question, AND his foolishness. "Why? Simple. To kill. To drag these poor souls from this nightmare they call life, and to bring them into the peace of the world after." He slowly touched down on the ground, slowly walking towards the Majin. "After all, if the Saiyans take this planet, wouldn't they just enslave the inhabitants? Or draw out their deaths in a cruel manner? Wouldn't a swift end, and reprieve in the afterlife, be the better alternative?" Granted, Greeve had planned to kill the people of this planet already, but the Saiyan invasion had given him a reason to push his genocide ahead of schedule. He stopped in front of the Majin, looking him over. He couldn't help but notice a certain insignia on his belt. The Blue Banner Army? Had Earth gotten involved in this conflict. The idea of a galactic war bring 'him' into it made the ghost almost giddy. Though he kept himself calm. "Here, why don't I show you?"Suddenly, Greeve shot towards the Majin, a dark energy forming around his arm to form a blade. Greeve fully intended to clear the blue wad of gum in half, to take him out quickly, while there was nobody around the protect him. ---- Grim Harvest [UP2] used. PL 22,742. Intent to kill. Plato |
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