Capper Hofferson
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Post by Capper Hofferson on Jun 9, 2017 0:07:11 GMT
Zenkai incoming!
Vocado | WC: 3,643 WC PL GAINS: 6,922 ZENKAI PL GAINS: 2,787 NEW PL: 30,659 |
das a lotta gains. enjoy.
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Post by Kallabash on Jun 10, 2017 17:02:33 GMT
Kallabash managed to raise his head and watch as his energy beam that sliced Zam's attack saved the spaceship crew from a painful death. It holds pretty well, but he wasn't sure if he would be able to hold such an attack once again. It was badly shaped from the strike and totally should get the hell out of there before someone ended up killed. The zoan, however, didn't like it and start whimpering about how he would make a good joke from it. Between heavy pants, Kallabash smirked. "Sorry mate...couldn't stand seeing they go away like that." He continued, getting slowly to his feet as his energy slowly build up once again. "If it servers of anything, It was a good one line joke." He replied for the zoan, laughing a bit from that. "You seem like a cool guy. After we end this shit, wanna get to a bar get a drink? I pay." He replied, still doing slow paused laughs, trying to ignore how much he was wasted from that build up attack. That zoan was not straight up evil, he was just following orders. Kallabash wouldn't get straight up mad at him for trying to murder a spaceship if he got ordered to. However, it seemed the things got a bit worse. The Namekian left and went towards that big energy signature that was next to everyone in the prison. Perhaps he would deal with then or something. Kallabash didn't paid much attention for that since he said to neutralize and send then to Knutts. There was no reason for him to get alarmed and follow the namekian, so he stayed in his place. All the while, across from where Kallabash and big zam were, the spaceship got energy back and started it's onslaught of bullets once again, which managed to take down Vocado and send him to the prison once again, making the structure fall apart on him. Kallabash stared dumb folded as there was silence in the prison, not even a single sound coming from it. Just silence as the structure finished falling apart. He heard the zoan talk, worried that he was dead. He, however, didn't think so. He could feel his energy signature and could sense he was still there, slowly dying. "No..he's not dead. But he will if we don't check him right this ins-" Kallabash was about to finish before he felt his energy building up once again, an explosion of ki from where he was, making all the rubber and metal around him get sent flying in multiple directions. Soon enough, The elite Saiyan floats slowly from his collapsed prison, a huge boost of Power being emanated that could rival Kallabash's own. "It's...It's..." He couldn't describe as Vocado power's then shot more upwards, overwhelming anyone that was present there. 'What kind of power is that?' He thought to himself as Vocado aura increased more, being thicker with a crimson-dull bronze tone, his eyes completely blank of wild rage. He never saw such a thing before. Vocado then raised his hands, one aimed for Abo and other for...him?!?!? He wanted to kill him?!? Why!?!? With a big scream of the word "DIE", he launched his energy blasts towards Abo and Kallabash. The beam that was piercing the skies flew towards him with such great speed that Kallabash wouldn't have a chance of avoiding it. And he knew that. One thing, however, bugged Kallabash: The zoam that was an ally of Vocado was still in front of him in a few meters. From the amount of violence the beam was struck with, Kallabash doubts the beam would make a curve just enough to not hit his ally, even if it was partial. The energy could vaporize then both with no problem, so Kallabash thought fast. In a quick flight, Kallabash burst in the air, stopping next of the zoam. A quick smirk on his face as he looked that the zoam. "Hmph. My plans were finishing this with no casualties and probably just a drink between friends." He continued, attempting to push the zoam to the side, as far as he could. "But I guess I will just die here, huh?" Turning his head to the zoam, giving a small smile. then turning back for the beam as it comes closer and closer. Kallabash, in the last attempt, he aimed his hand towards Vocado and used his last resort of energy to try to get his attention, attempting to harm a bit his left arm.
Now with no more energy left, Kallabash prepared for the worst: He opened his arms was ready to fight for his life.
The beam struck him with everything that it had to offer, Pushing Kallabash backward. He managed to hold the strike as it kept pushing him more and more. The energy beam clearly overrun his own, but he wouldn't give up so easily. His clothes started being burnt from the intensity of it, his cape no longer existed at this point, alongside his white T-shirt. His chest was bare at this point, his body slowly succumbing from the power of it.
More and more, he was being pushed backward, his feet dragging the dirt in the last resort of holding it.
Finally, he was able to stop the push from the beam, but he was also noticing his hands are getting engulfed from the blast, meaning he wouldn't hold for much longer. "I guess," He said between grunts, "That's where I die." He finished, projecting whatever he had left so the beam was aimed at the ground near his feet. He didn't want to get vaporized and let the beam pierce the prison, killing anyone that was behind him.
In his last effort, he managed to project the beam downwards, creating a HUGE explosion and IMMENSE crater. The shockwave was so big that the ground started shaking from it. A huge amount of smoke came in as well as dirt and a few debris.
Once the smoke settled, there was a Kallabash, his body filled with a bruise and burn marks all over his body. He was there, panting heavily with a lot of blood all over his bruises, completely bare top with a stream of blood coming from his forehead. His pants were heavy and slow. He couldn't move from all the tension he forced to hold the beam and was leaking more and more blood from his body. He would die in no time if he didn't have any help.
A green bean was fallen next to him. It seemed he attempted to eat it but failed. And now, he doesn't have the energy to even move his finger.
"I guess..." He replied slowly. "Now is my death."
KP at the start: 1/3 Used [N1]Radiant Blow:Towards Vocado to attempt hurt his left arm 11843.04 PL towards Vocado's left arm! KP at the end: 0/3 Managed to tank 91.977 From Vocado! KALLABASH IS KNOCKED AND WILL BLEED OUT IN 2 ROUNDS IF NOT BEAMED/REMOVED FROM DE!
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Post by Abo on Jun 10, 2017 19:37:50 GMT
"It is me, where are you?" Plummice's voice quickly shifted from sentimentality into urgency. Abo's muscles tensed. There was no time for fooling around in a battle like this. But something inside of the Zoon-Seijin washed over with relief. If his friend was here, everything would be manageable again. Plummice always had a plan. "I'm heading to you now," Plummice stuttered, his voice ripe with excitement and fear. Abo's eyes looked around for his comrade, but his eyes suddenly shifted back to the battleground: that was the most important thing. And he looked back at just the right time: the massive violet bomb blasted into Vocado, sending him spiraling back and crashing through the wall, finally bringing down a significant portion of the prison. And just then, someone grabbed Abo by the waist! The seven foot tall alien whirled around, an orb of ki immediately forming in his hand to destroy the attacker. But what he saw softened his entire body. He dropped to his knees. "It's you," Abo croaked, a tear welling up in his eye, "It's really you."Plummice's arms wrapped around his friend, squeezing him tightly. Standing as tall as he could, Plummice was about the same hight as the mutant Zoon-Seijin. They embraced deeply, and Abo buried his face in the arcosian's shoulder. "Aw jeez," rasped the alien, "You're gonna make me cry.""It's like you're back from the dead," Plummice grinned back, his eyes filled with tears too, "I never expected to see you again. I should have known you were not going to let me die in this deplorable prison." His sentimentality betrayed him, and they squeezed each other tight. When their embrace finally broke, Abo pushed to his feet. He clenched his fists and looked down at his companion. "Now we gotta get out of here alive, heh?"Plummice pushed to his feet too, a determined sharpness in his eyes. "Let us do this."
The features of Plummice's body stood out in stark silhouette: His sharp, slender calves, his clenching fist, his glistening chest gem, and his bugging cranium. The super genius arcosian was back in action! Plummice leapt into the air and crossed his legs, placing his open palms on top of his knees as if he was meditating! His tail curled slightly on the ground below, holding the arcosian in the air as if he was meditating! "Plummice, the glistening comet!"
Abo sprung to his full hight, giving off an aura of earnest assurance. His boots clicked as he adjusted his feet. His biceps bulged. His lips curled up into a grin. The seven foot tall Zoon seijin threw his arms out to his sides and above his shoulders, turning his body into a "Y" Shape. He lifted one leg in the air, standing directly behind his posing companion. A small flash of Kiai whirred out from their combined pose! "Abo, the violet bullet!"
As one, they jumped out of their pose, Abo landing in a wide stance with both arms pointing up to the right, and Plummice landing low with his leg angled to the left. "Adversaries, stand doooooown!"
Finished with their pose, the two warriors high fived just in time to turn around and see that the rubble nearby the collapsed wall was rumbling. "Now we have to get out of here," Plummice warned quickly, his words growing more urgent with every moment. " If that saiyan is truly not dead, he may be much more powerful because of his injuries!"
Abo nodded twice, and located the ship in the sky. It seemed that the aircraft was hovering slightly farther and farther away from the battlefield, but once the prison began rumbling it seemed to stop in place, as if deciding something. "ALRIGHT," Hollered the vomit green Majin, "THAT IS IT!" Wand yanked his sticky body free from the wall, where he had been a splat moments earlier due to the impact. "If you aint gonna get us out of here right now I'm gonna yank the goddamn controls and crash this piece of shit."
"Not a piece of shit," Graeb mumbled groggily, still regaining his balance from the blow the ship had taken. "GET US OUT!" boomed the crime boss angrily. "Look," Graeb buzzed with excitement now, "Our bombs worked. We still have one more round of them—"For a second, Wand looked like he was about to boil over with anger. He said nothing for a minute, and then turned away with a poorly suppressed shout, steam blasting from his holes. Then, he took a deep, long breath, and regained his composure. "...Go finish him off then," Wand sighed angrily, placing his hand on his head with exhaustion. "And clean up the goddamn vomit when you're done."
The ship began to pull in slightly, hovering closer and closer. "Wait a minute." Everything was still for a moment. "There's… Something is seriously moving inside the rubble," Graeb was nervous now. "He can't still be kicking that hard, can he?"The Sterling Kraken purred ever so slightly closer to the scene, and then… The saiyan emerged from the ruined building, hovering in the air, twitching furiously. "Should— Should we shoot him?"
"No, let's bake him some cookies." Wand looked over at Graeb with a sneer, "Yes! Shoot the bastard!"
"Alright— Round three of heavy artillery bomb fire, delayed explosion… Firing." Graeb clicked a button on the inside of his control panel with his finger, and the final blast of cover fire emerged from the ship's second remaining arm, shooting it straight up into the air in a wide arc, so it would come down moments later. But suddenly, the ship jolted back, nearly being blown away in a sudden burst of ki. Graeb stabilized the ship, and pushed the thrusters forwards, overshooting the force pushing against them and flying towards the drastically transformed saiyan. "HE'S A GODDAMN SUPER SAIYAN," Wand shouted, "PULL OUT, PULL OUT!"
Graeb began to sweat profusely. Things were going by in flashes. An echo of the man's voice shouted out, and then two orbs of ki formed in his palms. One of them was pointed towards Abo. There was only one solution now. "NO, YOU BUFFOON!" Wand shouted, rushing over to the control panel and grabbing Graeb's arm, trying to pull it out of the panel. But it was too late. The sterling Kraken lurched inwards, pulling down close to the battle scene, right between the Saiyan's line of fire and Abo. Graeb was completely silent. He had no one liners. Just a pure instinct to protect his comrade, and a good feeling about the maneuver. As Wand struggled to yank his arms from the control panel, he clicked down on two buttons, firing the cannons in full thruster as the massive beams of yellow ki burst from the super saiyan. The Sterling Kraken fired everything it had at the incoming beam, bracing the attack with all three of it's remaining arms. The two beams struggled, pushing back and forth: Graeb thrust his arms deeper into the control panel, squeezing his eyes shut as the Kraken pushed out all of it's remaining firepower. And then, a flash of light consumed the ship.
Abo barely understood what was happening: Plummice understood far too well. In fact, Plummice had almost accepted death, had he not seen the Sterling Kraken suddenly swoop in and take the blast between the partners and the ship. Dust plumed out into the air, providing cover, but Abo's eyes locked on the saiyan across the prison yard, who hadn't been so lucky. "He— He's hurt," croaked Abo suddenly, looking over at Plummice, imploring him desperately, "He saved our asses now he's in deep shit—" "We must escape while we can, the sacrifice can't have been in vain—"
"Come on!" Abo shouted, grabbing Plummice by the wrist and sprinting across the courtyard. The seven foot tall alien skid to a stop, reaching down examine the Saiyan's wound. His last words echoed out through the courtyard. "Do you have anything that can—" "No." Plummice had a wide variety of telekinetic and telepathic abilities from his mutant brain, but nothing that could heal an injury like this. Abo frantically looked around for something to help him with, and then feverishly pat down the saiyan, looking to see if he had anything on him. By chance, the Zoon-Seijin's palms stumbled across a gem. Abo completely scalped the saiyan's pocket, pulling out a ball of lint, a capsule, some torn fabric, and a bean. "You probably should not feed him those things—" But it was too late, Abo had already opened the saiyan's mouth and stuffed the various pieces of debris down his throat. But for some outrageous reason, Plummice didn't seem to believe in the magical power of pocket lint, a bean, and a capsule probably filled with a spacepod. He pulled Abo to his feet. "Let us go, quickly, now! The pocket lint will not do any good, we must leave him!""N-No," Abo stuttered, "I'll take his body, heh?""Abo, please! Leave him!"
Meanwhile, the door of the Sterling Kraken slid open, and standing with his hands in the air was Wand, the whimpering Majin. The flying part of the ship still seemed to be intact, but all of the arms were severed besides one, which didn't seem too threatening at the moment. "Take me to Knutts," the Majin groaned in nauseous resignation, hopping down from the platform of the crashed ship, "Just don't fuckin kill me."
Kraken Cannon [UV3] 198% Charge split over 3 turns for 33,166 PL per turn, heading to knock Vocado out! Spiraling Kraken Cannons [UP2] 66% Charge —> 92k - 33k = 58k, knocking the Sterling Kraken out! Any other attack to it will destroy its combat capabilities. Senzu-ing, Kallabash! Jasper is knocked out!
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Queen Habana
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Post by Queen Habana on Jun 13, 2017 1:56:32 GMT
Raca blinked in confusion as the Brenchian spoke, apparently this man was not JUST a prisoner but was apparently also a member of the Mazoku Empire. That… was more than a little surprising and he could only imagine how pleased Habana would be, after all they had come here more or less just expecting to aid in putting down the riot and making sure that it had not been the precourser to a Mazoku attack of some sort. Apparently that was a distinct chance if this Brenchian had been at all involved in the beginning of the riot but even beyond that if it WASNT then they had, entirely by chance and at no real risk considering his meager power acquired a new source of information on the Mazoku’s actions assuming the Brenchian had anything to offer. That however was not what had confused Raca, that would have just been pleasantly surprising. What threw Raca for a loop was the fact that this foolish Brenchian thought he had a chance of recruiting him to Xylo’s side, he evidently believed that Raca was somehow unaware that Xylo was building his army and even expected that Raca would care that Xylo would welcome him. The elbow to the temple had been answer enough even if it had not landed properly, Raca was quite impressed with the speed of the Brenchian though in truth it should have been expected as it was in their nature to be quick acting. A lesser warrior would have been entirely at Yurei’s mercy and likely have taken a pickaxe right to the abdomen. Raca was not a lesser warrior, he spun out of the way as Yurei’s hand made a grab for his leg and as Yurei’s pick axe drew closer a brilliant shield of golden fire erupted in its path briefly holding it off before it shattered under the impact, the shield was however not intended to actually STOP the axe, Raca knew it was far too weak for that, intead it diverted it turning what would be a direct impact to his midsection into a wide slash across it instead. Raca grit his teeth at the wound, but shook it off after a moment as he let a bit more of his power out the increase in strength allowing better mitigation of the pain. “If that attack was not enough of an answer, no I will not be aiding your escape, and no I have no interest in joining Xylo. My loyalty lies singularly with Habana, and if you are the measure of the average or Kai’s forbit the elite among Xylo’s warriors. Then he should consider himself lucky that we have not punished him further for offering such a poor showing.” Raca said with the shake of his head, while he’d wanted to extend this fight a bit to get a workout he could feel that Vocado had unleashed an amazing amount of power and likely would defeat his opponents soon. Yurei had gone from a normal target to someone of fairly high priority. “Because I believe I fall within the realm of Queen Habana’s ‘average’ warrior, the type we would most ideally send to directly confront Xylo and his forces” Raca paused allowing his power to surge up to nearly three times his base power. “And you are nothing” Raca said then taking in a quick breath and unleashing a wave of golden fire upon Yurei, the flames would seek to surround and then wash over him unless he escaped them. The pain would likely be immense, but Yurei would not find the sweet embrace of death, instead the flames of Raca’s ‘Porungas Wrath’ would only harm him as long as it took for Yurei to lose consciousness.
Sorry I forgot that I was next!
[N1] - Burning Shield [28,050] | Yurei’s MP3 reduced to 92,942 and halved to 46,471 [UT] Power Setting released, Raca’s PL returned to 168,455 X3 Warrior’s Spirit Activated! New PL: 505,365 [UP2] Porunga’s Wrath used! 333,541 PL coming at Yurei with intent to K.O.! [0/3] KP
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Post by Yurei on Jun 13, 2017 5:17:09 GMT
A swing of his pickaxe coming to a halt as a shield takes the impact. Yurei continued to press forward as it just grazes the man instead of a much more serious blow. Upon taking his landing and bringing his weapon back to his side, he listens to this man speak.
“Poor showing…. you are nothing…”
Those choice words is what Yurei had repeated to himself underneath his breath. Then again, with a much louder tone of voice.
“I am nothing you say!!!!! I will show-”
Yurei’s facial expression had changed, sweat began dropping from his whole entire body. This man was no mere individual. His power level had far exceeded Yurei first interpretation.
“But.. my scouter had said… 85,000…”
Underneath his breath those words were as silent as can be. A second wasn't wasted as the man started to take in air. Yurei’s scouter going off the charts as it blows up immediately at 500,000. Smoke leaving Yurei’s left eye socket as he slowly steps away.
“No wait… Raca… We can talk about this!!! Please don't!”
Yurei flying away as Raca launched the golden flames. Yurei looking over his shoulder as he is flying away and firing tons of ki blast towards the incoming flames. To no avail, the ki blast were useless and Yurei’s legs were the first to take the impact. The burning sensation felt like fourth degree burns and consuming the cloth, the first layer of flesh, the tissues, the muscles, and finally the nerves.
His legs were no longer able to move. The feeling of his legs were gone and he immediately fell to the ground with his arms catching his fall. The rest of the flames consumed his body and the same result took effect. No longer could he feel his body, or anything else of that matter. Yurei was in a complete paralyzed state. The only thing that allowed him to rise his body to an upright position to look at Raca for one last time was his robotic left arm. The arm itself completely shattered to pieces as Yurei laid on the ground and his head impacting the floor.
Yurei entered a coma state, not knowing whether he would wake up at all. The flames had extinguished and his body was barely breathing yet still alive. He was trapped in his transformation as his right eye kept looking to the ceiling. His right eye too had gone dark and Yurei laid there knocked out. Endless steam kept leaving his body and the ground and walls around him were nonexistent.
OOC
- Coma state
- Taking Pl
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Post by Vocado on Jun 14, 2017 11:14:36 GMT
Vocado's Ki began to fluctuate as his Ki poured out of him. It rose, and it fell, and it rose again. This Super Saiyan state he'd unwittingly activated was incredibly unstable, only able to sustain itself for mere moments at a time. It was just his luck, too; only a cocksure, under-performing Saiyan Elite wouldn't even be able to keep up the legendary state he'd tapped into. His teeth grit harshly, Vocado poured the last drops of his Ki into his twin beams of death. While his assault on Kallasbash would go off without a hitch, his attempt on Abo's life was not so fortunate. In his fury, he'd forgotten all about Abo's still-airborne spacecraft. It crossed into Vocado's line of fire, taking a massive hit which knocked it out of the sky, but getting the change to lob one last massive orb of volatile Ki into the air in the process. It tumbled around in the sky, before plummeting towards Shikk soil, aiming to smash into the sacrilegious Super Saiyan. He smirked cockily. In his powered up state, he would simply bat away the attack and be done with-- "AAARGH!!"A beam of meek energy tore across the sky, coming from the fool Kallabash, and slamming right into the Super Saiyan's arm. His lack of attention, coupled with his newfound cockiness, caused the attack to feel more painful than it really was. The blast had hit the entirety of his left arm, causing it to lose most of its function and go limp. Luckily this meant it went numb quickly, but losing an arm also meant losing his focus. His aura faded near-instantly, leaving him weakened, drained, and vulnerable. The Sterling Kraken's attack smashed right into the Ex-General, knocking him out of the sky with a massive explosion, and causing him to land pitifully in the ruined remains of the prison courtyard. "Vocado!"Zam, even in his stunned state, could recognize when his friend had fallen back into trouble. He'd lost whatever groove he'd gotten from his power-up, and if he was left unattended, he might be in for a heap of trouble! The Zoonian dashed across the courtyard, heart beating in his ear-holes as he skid to a stop next to Vocado's body. From the looks of things, he was in a bad spot; his armor was torn to shreds, blood was trickling from just about anywhere it could, and his breathing was nearly non-existent. The Zoon frowned, his body beginning to tremble. Vocado had been a good friend for ages! He'd helped him move his couch when everyone else was busy, and he let him bunk in his awfully small cabin on Knutts when they were still renovating. With clenched fists, the fish-faced alien stood up, turning to Abo, Plummice and Kallabash. It seemed that the mutant had decided to pickpocket the tail-less Saiyan before he left the scene; a bad move, Zam decided. His mouth curled into a vicious snarl, and he was about to say something, but he was stopped when he felt a hand grip his wrist. "Cool your jets hot head. I'm supposed to be the angry one, remember?"Vocado looked up at Zam with weary eyes, and Zam smiled. It seemed this retired Saiyan was still kicking, at least for a little while. He stumbled to his feet, gripping his broken arm by the shoulder as he stared down Abo. Somehow this little weakling had survived all this violence. It'd be admirable if it weren't so annoying. With heavy and wounded breaths, Vocado stepped past Zam, his eyes shifted to Plummice, before locking on the mutant Zoon. He wanted the damn thing dead, and he hoped to every deity there was that the next person to try and stop him from decapitating that purple punk was an enemy. He'd kill them too for good measure, and then he'd go get drunk again. "Nowhere to run now..." He took a heavy breath, and wiped blood from his eyebrows. "Try not to piss yourself now, okay? I hate that smell."
Vocado: KP: 1/3 Lost FSSJ form. Returned to 30,659 PL. Took critical damage.
Zam: KP: 2/3 Is angry
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Post by Kallabash on Jun 15, 2017 18:54:58 GMT
Kallabash stood there, laid in the crater of his death, knowing that he wouldn't be able to get out. His mind was rushing while the blood slowly drips off his wounded, losing more and more blood as the time past. He, however, didn't close his eyes, staring at the sky all the time. He could feel his body fading slowly, and he was accepting death at this point. The only thing he could think was his history running in front of his eyes. His first encounter with another Saiyan that was not part of his family. The first spar that he got with unknown people that he had never seen before. The other little beans he trained, even if it was for a short period of time. his fights with Gira, Jala and the most recent of all that was with Takeshii. What he taught to Gira to never give up, or how Jala made him feel uncomfortable from the way she acted towards him. How he taught Takeshii that observe the opponent is more beneficial than just jumping towards him with no training. He thought of every fight, every win and every loss he had. One cannot say that Kallabash didn't have a good life until that moment. "It was all worth it."[ He said to himself as his eyelids slowly close, him accepting his death. Or that what he thought. In a quick movement, a zoam ran towards him and inspected his pockets, trying to save him. He took a capsule, some torn clothing, and a green bean. He shoved everything in Kallabash's mouth and was almost ready to drag him out of there, with Vocado and his friend getting ready to fight then back. As the bean got on Kallabash's mouth, he knew what he was supposed to do. moving his jaw up and down, trying to not eat the capsule AND the torn clothing, he managed to bite the bean more and more. He knew that the bean had healing properties, but he didn't believe that he would be saved from the damage he suffered from that attack earlier. It simply didn't seem like it. As he chewed the bean, he swallowed it, almost swallowing the capsule as well. For a few seconds, Kallabash laid there, seems like what the zoam did was in vain. And Alas, the magic started happening. His damage slowly started getting reverted. His internal damage was slowly dissipating, alongside his outside damage. In less than half a minute, Kallabash was 60% to his total capacity and growing. Kallabash finally opened his eyes fully, blinking a few times. He moved his left hand towards his chest, now being able to feel it. he raised both of his arms and watched as he could feel their movement. "Good, I didn't lose it." Kallabash then slowly got to his feet, getting up and staring at Vocado and his friend, tripping a bit. He then stared to the side, looking at Abo and Plummice. "I guess...you two saved me?" He asked, before getting up from the trip. There was still a stream of blood on his forehead running down his face, but the stream itself had stopped. Looking at his bare chest and then at Abo, he would give a little nod. "I appreciate what you have done. Therefore, I have a debt with you." He said, before staring back at Vocado and Zam, giving a few steps towards then, his energy being totally renovated. "So, you tried to kill me back there, huh?" He said, putting his arms over his chest. "I am not one to fall so easily. That's for sure." He said, cracking his neck. "So, You will fight me in a one on one or you will use him to do the dirty job." He pointed to zam, as his energy started to build up. "Look, even if you tried to kill me, I am not mad at you. I will simply request you to go away and forget this. There's no need for senseless killing." He finished, locking at Vocado specifically. "You know I am way stronger now and you are hurt. Let's stop that here and now." He then entered in his fighting position., turning to Abo. "You! Get the heck out of here!"
Kallabash is back again and ready to fight! KP at max due senzu healing! Charging [MP3]Mega Radiant Blow at 100%! KP: 3/3 Requesting zenkai!
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Post by Abo on Jun 15, 2017 20:26:54 GMT
Abo couldn't help but grin grimly as the sterling Kraken's final bomb arced through the sky, blasting against the super saiyan, knocking him straight out of the air. That ought to keep him down for good. "Look—" Plummice began, his eyes wide with shock, "I believe— It is actually working…" Plummice clearly didn't believe his own words, but the evidence was undeniable. The formerly incapacitated tailless saiyan was now stirring quite visibly. His jaw went slack after he swallowed the bean, but now the flow of blood from his forehead had come to a halt, and he moved more drastically. He pushed to his feet, then tripped to the ground. "Oh!" Plummice caught the saiyan on the way down and helped him back to his feet, and Abo looked him up and down with wide eyes. "Careful there, heh? You were just taking a nap on death's porch." The Zoon Seijin fidgeted anxiously, and Plummice sensed it too: a tension to act quickly. And it was an useful suspicion. Now it was Abo's turn to make an observation. "Look—" the fish faced alien croaked, completely overtaken with shock. What the hell was up with these saiyans and getting their asses kicked? "How the hell is he still kicking? That makes what— Four times?" Abo shook his head in terror, "We have to—"The alien was cut off by a sudden interjection from the formerly silent allied saiyan. Plummice was dumbfounded that he could even speak after going through a state like that. Abo nodded back at the saiyan's declaration of debt and loyalty, his shoulders slumped in disbelief. "Sure thing," the alien rasped quietly, "No problem, heh?"As Kallabash launched into a brief speech, Abo and Plummice turned to each other and began to quietly discuss. "We need to get out of here now. I do not know how powerful our saiyan is, but it is two against one right now, with more saiyan forces likely on the way. Give up on this mission of yours and go."
Abo bit his lip quietly, looking around at the prison yard. Several prisoners had already made a run for it, dashing out of the torn fences of the compound. The mercenary had no problem with leaving before the job was done. But he had an obligation to his team-mates. To Wand, for saving his ass back there— And then his eyes hit their mark. "I'm done." Whimpered the Majin, his hands in the air as he walked towards the namekian…The namekian royal guard. Wand appeared to be surrendering to the saiyan forces. It was over for the mission. There was no point in holding out any longer— All the prisoners would escape on their own or die trying now, but there was no chance in bringing them back to Kanassa. And so Abo's objective shifted. If wand wasn't on his side anymore, then all bets were off. He wasn't going to surrender alongside his employer. "Wand— Er, My boss is throwing in the towel," Abo commented quickly to Plummice, who nodded somberly. "Then we're done here."Kallabash finished his sentence, declaring that he was going to stay behind and take on the saiyan forces. Abo looked over at the tail-less saiyan, who turned back suddenly and yelled at him to get away from the scene. And at this point, Abo was ready to take orders from anyone. Quickly, the Abo and Plummice went to fade into the crowd, hoping that neither of the forces targeting him had scouters left to detect them with. Now, all that was left to do was run. But running out in the open would do no good— To be shot alongside the rest of the prisoners was no way to go out. And so once they had dashed off into the mob of prisoners, Plummice formed an idea: get below ground, inside the complex maze of mountains. "Come, down this way," the arcosian said quickly and quietly, leading his comrade off towards a opening next to the collapsed prison. They quickly came to a stop next to a levitating mine cart, angled slightly downwards into the complex catacomb of shafts. "We are going into the mines."
And just as Abo and Plummice pulled off to retreat, Graeb decided it was time for him to retreat as well. "Gosh dang it—" The brenchian mechanic cursed unspeakably, pulling on the thrusters to pull the Sterling Kraken into the air. The defense systems may have been knocked out of commission, but the ship was still able to run well enough. If Wand was going to surrender, and Abo was going to disappear… He wasn't going to bust his knutts waiting around for them any longer. But even as the battered one-armed ship lurched off into the air, it was clear: Another blast would obliterate it's defensive systems for good. The Sterling Kraken is taking off for an escape! Abo and Plummice head to a mine cart to escape into the mountains! Wand is surrendering to Raca! Queen Habana Thread exit attempt!
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Post by Queen Habana on Jun 16, 2017 21:09:42 GMT
Raca grinned as Yurei ran, he was quick even for a Brenchian… but nowhere near fast enough the flames eventually caught up to him and overwhelmed him and within moments he fell to the ground entirely unresponsive. Tapping his scouter he read a very low power reading from the presently comatose Yurei meaning that he had successfully done ‘just enough’ though in hindsight still perhaps a little too much. “Vocado, the prisoner has been dealt with, I imagine the others will fall in line soon as well” Raca said casting a wide glance around at the prisoners that had been around them either watching the battle or trying to use it as a distraction to escape. The piercing glare of the Namekian and power on display being enough to start the process of the prisoners surrendering. Vocado’s immense display of power appeared to have not quite managed to defeat his foes all at once even if it had dealt a massive blow to them. And amusingly between Vocado’s and his displays of power it seemed one of the warriors who had been involved in the breakout was surrendering “a wise choice Majin, remain here or if danger presents itself move somewhere safer within the prison. So long as you do so you will not need to be harmed.” Raca explained nodding to the Majin. Where the Majin had made a smart choice in surrendering it appeared the two others were far less intelligent fleeing at top speed, unfortunately for them between his scouter and ability to sense energy allowed him to keep track of them “Vocado, I will take down those two before they can escape and then continue to round up the prisoners. If you need my aid elsewhere call for me.” Raca said, ordinarily he would have waited for the actual order to go after the fleeing fools but time was short and Vocado was likely to be busy with the other saiyan soon. With that Raca would take off rocketing through the air to where he sensed the signature of the fleeing warrior duo. They appeared to be deciding whether or not to take one of the hover-carts as a means of escape through the mines. Their delay would be all the time he needed. “I believe it is time you began making smarter choices. I will offer you the same courtesy that the Brenchian was given. Surrender now and you will be given some measure of leniency for your eventual punishment. Continue this idiocy and things will only get worse” Raca said calmly crossing his hands over his chest and placing a foot on the front of the cart to prevent them from just jumping in and rushing off.
1/ 3 KP Raca prevents the escape of Abo and Plummice!
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Post by Capper Hofferson on Jun 17, 2017 1:22:47 GMT
Another zenkai, on the double!
Kallabash | OLD PL: 35,888 WC: 3,891 WC PL GAINS: 6,809 ZENKAI PL GAINS: 4,270 NEW PL: 46,967 |
Adding now. enjoooy
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Post by Kallabash on Jun 19, 2017 19:16:05 GMT
(I am skipping bing since it passed 72 hours and he didn't posted, Sorry bingo! :c) Kallabash stared dumb fold ly as the two Saiyans stopped there, looking at him directly in the eyes. They didn't say a word since he started to build up energy and give a bit of mockery towards then. Did they ignore him so harshly like that? Does Vocado just gave up trying to mess with him and went for the silence treatment. Well, that was plain rude. He's a Saiyan, even with no tail, and have high standards for his people. At least show some kind of honor or treachery. Anything! "Oi!" Kallabash directed to Vocado and zam, who also was totally quiet, attempting to grab their attention. "Do you guys have a plan that involves not talking with me and hit me in the back or... are you guys truly plain ignoring me?" He stated as the ki inside him got bigger and bigger with the time, now is the double of his current strength. "Because if I might say so myself, standing still and not doing anything isn't effectively the best way to deal with me, that's for sure." He continued, sighing from the unresponsive duo. "I guess you guys will just stay like that, then..." Kallabash finished giving a slow peak to see if that zoam and arcosian had already left the scene. It seemed that they had done, reaching the cart and drive further in the mines. Only to be stopped by that namekian from earlier that decided they should surrender. Kallabash raised an eyebrow, not to why he was taking then prisoners, but rather how fast he reached there. He barely could feel his presence moving at all. If they wanted to escape, he would need to create a distraction. "Oh well.... I know I have no chance against that guy. What the heck I can do? I am outnumbered." He said to himself, thinking better that firing his attack now would be useless. That Namekian is a way bigger league than Kallabash. For now, he needed to focus on taking out Vocado and possibly Zam, should he try to attack him. Personally, he didn't want to do it, the guy was kinda cool. Turning to then once again, Kallabash smirked as his ki kept rising slowly but steadily. "Come on guys, give me some signal of life. I don't wanna take you down without proper honor." He said, shutting himself up, locking his vision on Vocado, specifically. "Give up is always a choice."
Kallabash got flat out ignored! :/ Charging [MP3]Mega Radiant Blow to 200% now! KP: 3/3
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Post by Abo on Jun 19, 2017 20:25:44 GMT
Graeb pulled the Sterling Kraken into the air, unimpeded, and lurched off in the opposite direction, navigating free of the war zone of a prison below. He would meet back up with the others later, if he could, and then begin repairs on the ship. And if none of them made it out— He would have to go back to Zacro empty handed, with the guilt that he had left his first comrades to die. It wasn't his fault, he told himself, the Kraken was out of commission, there was no way he could be of any use anymore. Now it was up to Abo and Plummice to make it out alive on their own. As Wand surrendered to the namekian authority, he didn't seem to take much interest in him. Well— If he wasn't going to be held accountable... he might as well make a run for it. Within minutes, Wand had skeeved his way off towards Turrip town, headed to lay low for a few days. Abo and Plummice had far worse luck. Just as Abo began to stuff his long legs into the mine cart, a Namekian appeared from seemingly thin air, his foot planted firmly in the path of the rails. "Aww shit—" Abo lamented, stepping back, "No trouble here, heh?" The zoon-seijin put his hands in the air, and Plummice followed suit. "We are just trying to make it out alive, at this point."
When the word leniency was mentioned, Plummice seemingly breathed a sigh of relief. "We'll go nice and quiet, heh?" Abo offered, realizing he was beyond out of options. But Plummice interrupted him. " No— we cannot let him take us back there, that man is going to kill you—" "Heh?" "The super saiyan will not tolerate your survival. Saiyans are creatures of pride, Abo!" whispered the arcosian telepathically. The soon seijin's fish lips curled down in anxiety. At this point, he had just been reunited with his best friend. The hard part was over. Now they just had to make sure they didn't die. "Listen here," he spoke to the namekian empathetically, "You namekian fighters are— uhhhh— You got honor don't you? Don't you have a code that means you won't go back on your word?"Plummice interrupted again. "We will comply completely, so long as you provide us with the aforementioned leniency— by not leaving my parnter to the mercy of the super saiyan."
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Post by Vocado on Jun 20, 2017 5:30:28 GMT
Vocado simply could not believe his eyes. The damn tail-free Saiyan was up and running again! He spoke with renewed vigor as a ball of energy formed in his hands, taunting the two; goading them into a one-versus-one battle. If this were some battle to regain Vocado's pride, or if the Ex-General wasn't on his last legs, he would have foolishly obliged. Instead, the not-so-super Saiyan sat there, weighing his options for a bit too long, which allowed Abo and Plummice to gun it. Zam's brow-ridge furrowed deeply as Kallabash's energy continued to climb. He took a tentative step back, approaching Vocado as he clenched his fists. "Damn. He's getting up there in strength. I don't need my scouter to know we're swimming up a creek made of something that isn't water, and we threw our paddle away a long time ago.""You really need to work on cutting down how many words you use.""I talk too much when I get nervous. Like right now." Vocado shifted his stance, taking a sharp breath as the pain of his broken arm sizzled his senses. He couldn't beat this guy in raw power, not with how much time he'd wasted. Surrender was always an option... But was it really? He'd never live down a surrender, unless he was faking it, he supposed. Either way, that wouldn't fly here. He glanced at Zam, and was about to speak, but a returning face shut his mouth for just a moment. Habana's personal guard had already dealt with that powerful prisoner from before. To say Vocado was surprised would be an understatement. Just how strong was this guy, anyway? If only his scouter still worked; maybe then he'd get a bead on the Namekian. Raca stated that he'd chase down Abo, who Vocado hadn't even realized he'd let escape. "Right. We can tango with this bozo in the meantime." As Raca departed, Vocado returned his attention to his own battle. The clock was still ticking, and it seemed that Kallabash was getting impatient. "Orders, Captain?"Vocado grit his teeth, glancing over at Zam. "You got energy left? Start charging something." "Are you sure, Captain?""Just do it!" Without another word, Zam raised his hand, allowing his Ki to flow freely through his arm. Electricity crackled along the Zoon's forearm, as a ball of Ki bubbled to life. It wasn't as powerful as his last attack, but it was better than nothing. "Ready to fire, sir.""Good. Wait for my signal."With strained breaths, Vocado brought his own arm up. It was hard to keep it steady, but he'd have to try. After a moment, his own orb of energy appeared. It was weak, and its power was fluctuating. Considering his condition, the amount of power he was putting out was actually fairly formidable. Try as he might to keep hold of it, though, his strength was not enough. He let out a pained grunt as his arm lowered, and the Ki in his palm faltered. The Ex-General took a knee, and his breathing became heavier. The Saiyan raised his head after a moment, looking at Kallabash with a sneer. "I really hate you."He gave it one last attempt. He raised his hand again, and an energy orb formed. Before the pain could stop him, he fired the ball across the yard. The orb was small and speedy, but its form was volatile. It careened through the air haphazardly, but in the end its target was clear. As weak as it was, Kallabash would need to do something if he wanted to stave off the incoming attack, unless he wanted to lose the concentrated energy he was building. Zam looked over, his eyes filled with worry. "Was that the signal sir?!""NO!"The Zoon gulped, and nodded. He kept his own attack charging for now. Hopefully Vocado knew what he was doing.
Vocado: KP: 0/3 Fired [N1] Riot Barrage! 33% Charged for a damage potential of: 10,117! Zam: KP: 2/3 Charging [UP2] Blitz Barrage! 66% Charged, will become 132% Charged next round!
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Post by Queen Habana on Jun 22, 2017 5:21:16 GMT
It was good to see more people seeing reason, perhaps it was simply that things were going increasingly poorer for them and both he and Vocado were putting on some big displays of power, the strange Zoon and Arcosian duo offered their surrender on the condition that Raca ensured some level of leniency for them for doing so seeking use their vague notions of Namekian honor. Technically speaking he didn’t even need them to comply, now that he was no longer holding back it was unlikely either could react in time to do much if he sought to knock them out or worse kill them. But compliance was better, it meant that perhaps they could be worked with beyond simply ensuring a lighter punishment. “So long as you make no moves to escape I will do my best to ensure some amount of leniency for you. The more readily you work with me the easier things will be for you. Saiyans can be far more reasonable and honorable than you may think.” Raca turned briefly away from the duo though he kept his senses locked on them just in case they tried anything funny. The battle between Vocado and the enemy Saiyan was getting quite intense, the strange Saiyan had recieved a massive boost in power putting him nearly on par with Zam, however it was still two against one and Vocado himself was not so far below the other warrior that he was irrelevent. “You two have a few options, return with me to the prison proper and either remain out of the way or at my side while I see if Vocado needs aid. Be knocked out by me right now to ensure you will not make another foolish escape attempt, or aid in returning some semblance of order to the prison again while I aid Vocado. Know that I both have a functioning scouter and innate energy sensing abilities, if you attempt escape again any leniency you may have earned will be gone. If you do not trust yourself to not run taking the second option will not be held against you.” Raca stated giving the duo their options, it would be particularly interesting if they chose the third though Raca did not expect it.
[ 2/3 KP]
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Post by Abo on Jun 23, 2017 17:45:29 GMT
Plummice seemed more than pleased with the Namekians assurance that he would protect them provided they try not to escape.
"We can focus on the specifics later," Plummice assured his partner telepathically, "For now, the top priority must be protecting you from the saiyan."
Abo seemingly nodded awkwardly to himself. "No sharp moves around here, heh?" Abo put both hands in the air, one of them still buried inside Jasper. Abo looked at it, as if realizing that he was still wearing the cracked blaster for the first time. "Hehhhhhh—" The Zoon-Seijin fumbled dumbly as he removed his blaster, evidently trying very hard to make sure that the Namekian knew he had no plans of firing it. Plummice wore a strained smile, with his hand on his forehead, throughout the entire ordeal. Finally Abo set Jasper down on the ground gently, and then put his hands back up in the air.
As Raca listed off the options of the duo, Plummice noted each one. It was clear that the namekian would be most satisfied with the latter option, and it would subsequently keep them out of Vocado's reach. It would give the namek what he wanted, as well as keep Abo and Plummice alive. By all accounts, this was the best option.
Abo was a mercenary: he had no problems changing sides as the situation arose. It wasn't like he held any grudge against any empire. He was much more akin to a tiny independent operative, well known among individuals but typically holding mutual blindness with large organizations.
Plummice turned to Abo and nodded. There was no telepathy needed for this decision. "We'll hold down the fort," Abo croaked with a nod and a shrug, and the arcosian concurred with a nod in the affirmative. "We shall do whatever is necessary in return for safety."
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