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Post by Sundavr Andlat on Jun 14, 2017 23:29:08 GMT
| Spacefaring Gumbo || Sundavr's PL: 2,691 / 8,073 |
| Gain Bonuses: None | | PL Multipliers: Dai Majin (x3 Defensive) |
Sunny's eyes widened when she saw Tomoka's blast tear through Ginge - until the image faded, and she burst out in silent laughter, the glowing violet energy in her hand seeming almost to laugh with her as it grew, shaking slightly from her movement. She stopped laughing, staring at Tomoka as she charged her attack. Was he dead.... or did he have one more trick up his sleeve? whatever he did, she thought grimly, she'd be ready for it. She glanced briefly towards the ship, and her grin grew impossibly wide as she saw that her companion had gotten an air tank. She was going to live!
Turning back towards Tomoka, she smirked contemptuously - he may have been much stronger than her, so much so that he could've incinerated her instantly, but in his current state he was pitiful. And out in space, all she really had to do was out-last him, a feat she had clearly already accomplished.
[charging my N1 for 66% this turn]
[KP 2/3]
Tags: Tomoka Ginge OOC Notes: there we go. should be all nice and properly possible now. << Previous Thread
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Post by Tomoka on Jun 18, 2017 17:58:39 GMT
He watched, the blast shooting across the small gap between them, the female that he had come to hate heading towards the ship, unaware of what he was about to do. He was freezing, and he could barely move as it was. He would simply watch, waiting for the attack to hit. And hit, it did...
But it had not hit her. No, it hadn't hit her. He watched as the image faded away, turning his head to see her form slowly putting on an oxygen mask, watching as air filled her lungs. He watched, a blank expression on his face, as it was the only expression possible in the state he was in... and than, he let out a scream. One that could not be heard, but he let it out. Skin cracked and bones broke, but he screamed. He couldn't hit her. He couldn't attack her. She would simply fly the ship to Vegeta, and escape completely unha-
Suddenly, it all clicked. The solution was so clear, so obvious. He need only pull off one final, nigh impossible move. He could do it... he could do it... could he?
He realized, though, that It wasn't a matter of could he do it or not. This was a matter of him NEEDING to do this, NEEDING to end this, once and for all. He had to kill her here and now, and he knew how he could do it. The oxygen in the tanks lasted only for so long, and he didn't think there was any way the Majin could possibly save Ginge in the state she would be in when it ran out. There was only one way...
His bones cracked in his arms as he slowly pulled his arm back behind his head, and the last of his ki began to charge. He could barley see, everything was becoming foggy, everything was becoming uncertain. He only knew one thing though: this attack HAD to succeed. A large, man sized ball of red Ki had formed in hand, and as Tomoka threw it forward, shooting directly at the ships engines, the flesh and bone in his arm shattering and severing from his body, he slipped into unconsciousness, as the massive ball of red Ki shot forward, intent on destroying the ships engines, sealing Ginge's fate. Tomoka wouldn't be able to see the outcome, as his eyes glazed over with eyes, and he finally fell unconscious.
[UP2] Red plague used! 36,910PL of damage! Intent: To damage the engines so badly, that they won't be able to drag Ginge back to Vegeta!
Kp: 0/3
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Post by Ginge on Jun 18, 2017 21:34:39 GMT
Ginge's PL: 24,997
Current PL: 24,997
For just a few, precious moments, she let herself drift about the cabin of the ship without control or direction. The sweet taste of life-giving oxygen provided too much relief for her to do much else, and as she finally let herself relax, the pain wracking her body became all the more apparent. She didn't care for the condition of the ship any longer, nor for the fate of the traitor dying outside. It was all that she wanted to enjoy the moment's reprieve.
However, the blinking glass over her eye had disagreed. With a great deal of urgency, it caught her attention just in time to warn her of another mass of energy coming from the male's direction. With tired lids trembling as she watched, the numbers climbed ever higher, much too fast to have been the same attack from earlier. Soon, they surpassed the very beam that she'd survived only a moment earlier, then it moved.
Ginge didn't think of the traitor any further, nor of the majin woman still outside. All that concerned her was the massive ball of red ki that was hurtling towards her, and that she could now see out the broken glass at the front of the ship.
The ship...
As her fatigued mind lagged behind in thinking of the condition of their transport, her body reacted of its own accord. An aura of burgundy desperation enveloped her again, and she charged out from the ship with all of the speed that she could muster. Could she stop such a thing? Who knew? She hadn't even the time to consider if she would survive, but instinct drove her like it always had before. Warmth began to bleed into her muscles and bones as she neared the ball of death that was even larger than herself, soon followed by the agonizing pain worsening all the more.
With all of her might, the Saiyan woman reeled back with her dominant arm, and power coursed through the tired and broken limb. Her muscles didn't just ache, but were actively degrading as she strained what had already been damaged by the radiation surrounding them. With a single, silent yell of defiance, she brought her power to bear against the male's ball of death, and an unfathomable cloud of pain and force swept over her as it ruptured.
For a few moments, it was all that she could see, was red. The color surrounded her, covered her and licked at new wounds that had been opened. The vacuum all around her pulled at every gash, scrape and bruise, seeking to milk her dry of her crimson source of life. She doubted that she could still move, not any more. Yet, despite it all, she smiled from behind the oxygen mask, satisfied with herself.
He had failed.
Furious Melee (N1) used to weaken Tomoka's attack! 8,249 PL vs 36,540! Ginge takes 113% her PL in damage, and survives in dire straits! KP: -1 0/3Tags: Sundavr Andlat Tomoka OOC: Ginge is conscious, but unable to move. Consider this a departure from the thread, at Sundavr's mercy.
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Post by Sundavr Andlat on Jun 18, 2017 22:35:02 GMT
| Spacefaring Gumbo || Sundavr's PL: 2,691 / 8,073 |
| Gain Bonuses: None | | PL Multipliers: Dai Majin (x3 Defensive) |
The majin snarled silently as she continued to charge her attack, preparing to try and erase the traitor from existence - only to watch with wide eyes as he sent a massive orb of crimson ki hurtling towards the ship, further damaging himself in the process and ruining any chance he had at survival. Ginge leapt out of the ship, responding with an attack of her own before falling unconscious, and all Sunny could do was watch, letting the energy she had gathered fizzle out. She stared at her companion's limp form for a moment for reality came crashing back and she spun around, snatching up Tomoka by the leg before shooting towards the ship, and picking up Ginge on her way.
Once inside, she activated the blast shields, set the ship's course again, and let Ginge fall to the floor so she could focus on her prisoner. Holding him up the shoulders, she examined the male saiyan for a moment before he began to sink into her, her goo-like body distorting to envelop him. Her features melted away as she became nothing but a mass of grey with an arm sticking out - and even that was slowly shrinking, assimilated by the unnatural substance. After several minutes, the goo began to retake its old, humanoid form - with a slight alteration. At the back of Sundavr's waist hung a grey fascimile of a saiyan tail, swinging idly as she stretched, getting used to her new form and power. "ooooh, that felt good" she laughed. "I need to do that more!"
She curled her new tail around her waist and sat beside her companion. "We'll be on Vegeta soon, okay?" she said, laying a hand on Ginge's shoulder. She knew the woman probably couldn't hear her, but didn't much care. She didn't have anyone else to talk to, and an unresponsive audience was better than no audience. "When you die, I do hope you'll let me have your body. I like you too much to absorb you now, though - you still have a chance at survival." as she spoke, the ship continued to hurtle through space, headed straight for the saiyan home planet, where the two would once more be safe.
[N1 dropped]
[KP 3/3]
[Absorbing Tomoka for 10% of his PL and a +x1/x1 multiplier boost]
Tags: Tomoka Ginge OOC Notes: Ending the thread. I'd like zenni please << Previous Thread
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Post by Tomoka on Jun 19, 2017 17:39:34 GMT
Tomoka's mind clawed against the prison that had become his body, desperately trying to return him to consciousness. But no amount of willpower could stop him from him slowly suffocating, his vital organs slowly shutting down, his individual cells dying by the hundreds of BILLIONS. His skin cracked in some places, the little amount of blood he had left oozing from his body as he pulled back to the ship by the Majin, his now brittle bones snapping from the pressure of the Majin's grip.
To put it simply, Tomoka was dying. He was dying, and there wasn't a thing that could be done. Half of his blood was gone, he was deprived of oxygen, his organs were shutting down, and not even all of Vegeta's oxygen could save him. And as for what Tomoka thought? His thoughts appeared along these lines;
"LIVE. LIVe. eVil, vile, LIVE. LIVELIVELIELVIVELIVELIVELIVELVIELVIE."
All the thoughts he was capable of, however, slowly faded, as his body was pulled into the grey mass consuming his body, mind, and energy. He was dying, and there was no saving him. If he were still thinking, the dying part would be acceptable, but what was out of the question... was that he wasn't going to drag Ginge down along with him. He had resolved to kill her, but he couldn't make sure, he couldn't know. But what he did know was a single thought: he would live. He may die, but somehow, if there was any form of existence after death, he would thrive, grow stronger, and return more powerful than the Saiyan rulers of old.
And with that final thought, Tomoka died.
Exiting this thread, along with this plane of reality, with PL. OOC: where does one go for judgement? Ginge Sundavr Andlat
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Post by Capper Hofferson on Jun 28, 2017 3:57:13 GMT
BONUSES ACTIVE: Open DE, LMB ZENKAI for Ginge, ABSORB for Sundavr | Ginge | Tomoka | Sundavr Andlat | WC: 3,078
PL GAINS: 6,156
ZENKAI GAINS: 3,964
OLD PL: 33,482
FINAL PL TOTAL: 43,602 | WC: 3,290
PL GAINS: 5,509
OLD PL: 64,827
NEW PL: 70,335 | WC: 1,127
ZENI GAINS: 1,240
OLD ZENI: 2,386
NEW ZENI: 3,626
ABSORB GAINS: 6,483
OLD PL: 4,468
NEW PL: 10,851 |
wow. really, wowza. those gains are big. enjoy your stay at gains city. Adding now. |
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