Orion
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Post by Orion on Nov 30, 2014 0:20:23 GMT
"OH MAH GAWD FOKES. LOOKS LAHK IWA CHAMP HAS WON YET AGAIN."
Oab Zi'Ubb bellowed. His voice booming through the PA that lined the arena. A victorious Saiyan standing over a dead contender, holding something in his hand. What the hell was that? It was long, about three feet, white and had something that resemble a hook at the tip. The item perched along the Saiyan's shoulder and wrapped around his left shoulder. Orion, the survivor, having a coy smile and a wicked expression across his face.
Kicking the corpse of his foe down, the body squished against the tip of his boot. He walked away, sliding between the ropes going from corner to corner before shoving the spectators around him. His palm shoving their faces back and out of his way, some people even being blessed enough to get whipped by the disconnected spinal cord coiled around his arm. The surprisingly flexible body part giving a nasty whiplash to anyone fortune enough to get hit by it. Plus, it was rather entertaining yo watch children reel back and sob over it.
As the Saiyan move through the crowd, he grasped on his right shoulder. An aching pain coursing through his muscle from a..previous encounter. It was rather lucky that the previous fight that occurred but a few moments before was little and required no extreme over exertion. Rather, a couple of punches and kicks and a grand finish of ripping a man's spine out. Ah, it was good to be a Saiyan Warrior who followed no rules. Orion finally pushed the dumb humans in his way out of his way at last, going up the stairway to Leader Oab's office.
The burly, luscious, balding man sitting behind his desk with shoulders on the wood. Stroking his wondrous pencil thin mustache with two meaty fingers. "You did good boah. Take dis' and head on back to ya suite. Ah'll call yous UPS lata's for ya next fight." Oab smiled, his pearly white teeth glimmering as he dismiss his 'employee' with a point to the door. The Saiyan choosing to leave with his hand filled with a bag of coins and going outside toward the hallway lining down the hall and to the left.
Orion waved two fingers, moving quickly and closing the door behind him upon entry. Tossing the bag across the room and onto a drawer before sitting down on his bed and getting comfortable. His form turning to his back facing the material and legs crossed over one another. Arms crossed and waiting on the phone to ring for his next match-up. He started to actually drift..snore!
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Nov 30, 2014 0:49:31 GMT
Wyntre had always been interested by the webs of crime and corruption that belittled the universe, and this Earth seemed to be a hub for it. And, because of this interest, she has decided to participate in it herself. After a few fights with multiple foes with Power Levels less than 10, the greatest insult, she nearly killed and blackmailed the person who supposedly held this ring together and the like so she could get a stronger opponent.
And, according to a few sources of information, after waiting a little while past the last one, it seemed she was on. Slowly flying into the ring, the dust became unsettled as her feet touched the ground and she waited for her opponent to come in, as well as waiting for the announcer, assuming there was one, to do the intro she had seen a few times prior. These people in the underground fighting rings; they know her as the Empress. That's her title, But it was also an aspiration, an ambition, a goal. And soon enough, a truth. Quickly scanning the Power Level of the strongest opponent here, she judged her Suppressed Form wasn't enough, but her True Form was too much...
She better put on a good show for the crowd. Smashing her hands together as she shouted loudly, you could begin to see some differences already. Throwing her scouter to her no-good and soon-dead manager, she made a powerful and aggressive fighting pose at where her enemy would come out. Her muscle mass increased from practically no muscles at all to extremely buff muscles, her height and mass almost doubled and her horns, once straight, had bent upwards. But apart from that, you couldn't see much difference. "I am the Empress! I cannot be defeated!" she yelled, trying to get some reactions from the audience before making a devilish grin and then laughing horrendously.
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Orion
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Post by Orion on Nov 30, 2014 1:15:58 GMT
"LISTEN UP LISTEN UP LISTEN UP, PICK UP THE DANG FONE KID." Oab screamed into the phone, watching the newly introduced Wyntre. He wasn't too sure how she found his ring or why the little reptile thing was contending, but he had to do what she said- it was his job and a way for his boys to get income. The burly man's monobrow quivering with fear as he impatiently tap his desk and await his most prized man to answer the phone. The crowd, below, seemed to absolutely love Wyntre though. Shaking the dropped fence and screaming the word "EMPRESS" a number of times without tire.
On the other line, Oab's prized fighter was sound asleep. Snoring and mouth wide open as he sleep in peace. That was, until the damned phone ring annoyingly. The telephone's chime rapid, high pitched and going on and on. It took about three rings for Orion to finally snap awake and answer, swiping the phone from it's base and putting it to his ear. Orion frowning and raising his eyebrow in a disturbed expression. “WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?!” Orion shouted, his voice echoing and possibly heard from the arena only a few flights away. The reply quick and to the point, Oab explaining that some little monster came in and started fighting. He wasn't going to pay her, though, but to keep it a secret..
“Oh really? Interesting. I'll be there in a moment. Don't lose yourself.” Orion looked to his sides before standing up and dusting his body off, slamming the phone on it's base before leaving his room and then slamming his door, as well. He began a fast paced walk toward Oab's office, taking two minutes and another thirty seconds to wave at his boss and then another fourty seconds to push the crowds and get inside the cage-arena.
“What's this? You're not a human. You're too deformed.” The Saiyan looked up at the Changeling, raising his brow curiously now. His chest bare and bearing several scratches and scars from his previous fights in the very ring they stood in. He crossed his arms, glaring up at the..Empress? Was that her stage name? It wasn't too bad, being as Bruce Chun and Iro as well the Stinka were worse. Looking up at Oab, next, he nodded waiting for the important words.
“Guh...uhm..AWRIGHT, YA'LL READY?!” The ringleader asked his two fighters, relying on Orion to win the fight. Orion returned his gaze at the tall Arcosian. “Best of luck, friend. Don't die.” Orion smirked, just as Oab called the word to initiate the dispute. The Saiyan walking back to give the female a moment to get ready.
“HAJIME!”
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Nov 30, 2014 3:05:56 GMT
From the looks of things, her opponent was a Saiyan.
Wyntre did not, unlike many, judge people on their race, but rather their strength, obedience, smell and manners. And here was a Saiyan, wearing the Planet Trade Organisation Armour. Wyntre pondered this for a moment, thinking about how utterly original the Saiyans are with their technology. Take away the Tuffles tech and the PTO tech, and what are they? Little more than simian neanderthals, itching to be controlled... and often destroyed.
When the monkey spoke, Wyntre made the face you make when your child is learning something new, or when you found out you taught a fish to ride a bicycle. And then Wyntre, or Empress, scoffed at this idea. Because, in reality, comparing a Saiyan to a fish while logic to riding a bicycle is completely unreasonable, because, in reality, it would be more like riding a bicycle upside down on jupiter as a paraplegic fish. You can almost see the similarity. "Yes, Saiyan, I am not human. I am an Arcosian."
Wyntre made another pose while taunting the Saiyan playfully. "Do know that I am more than twice as powerful as you, and I am only at half of my power. Tread carefully," she said, confidently circling around the Saiyan. His power was still quite impressive, and she often forgot one of the reasons of her being here was to seek out potential recruits, dirtying her hands with a minions job. But she was bored, what else to do? She taunted him yet again, signalling that he should attack first.
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Orion
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Post by Orion on Nov 30, 2014 3:26:48 GMT
“Hmph. I'll tell you this, Arcosian, I'm aware your stronger than me. And that just makes victory more sweet.” Orion stepped forward, pointing his thumb at his chest. She was high in strength and perhaps could decimate anyone of the humans spectating the match. The dialogue between the Saiyan and Arcosian making the crowd, more expectant of a graceful brawl. Orion finishing his sentence causing them to all simultaneously make an “oooh..” sound effect.
The Saiyan shed the armor immediately after doing so. Leaving him in the under bodysuit that was a dark color. He cracked his neck and tossed off his gloves and remained in his boots. Being loose would enable a more fast fight, anyway. He smirked at the empress, closing his eyes and pointing once again.
“Why don't we bet. You defeat me, I'll join whatever team you have. I beat you, I take one of your horns as prize. The Saiyajin spread his legs and his arms met his sides. The dust of the cement beneath him kicked up and creating separate clouds of dust around his feet as he charge up his Ki. He wasn't intent on using any of his Ki attacks, though, being as this ring was his main source of income for the time and it would be foolish to destruct it too much.
Orion lunged forward, his body like a blur as he neared Wyntre. Somersault over her by chance and hoping to grab her horns with both hands to slam her down into the hard arena floor. He could have failed quite easily, though, resulting in him landing on the floor and facing away, leaving him rather vulnerable. He was a quick reactor, though, always anticipating an attack and raising his defense with a short charge of ki to fluff any damage received.
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Nov 30, 2014 4:28:07 GMT
The Saiyan made his cheap insult as the sheep audience commended him on it foolishly. And then he started to undress, sort of, putting off any weights that where not needed. Wyntre, or the Empress as these groups called her, simple looked down on the small figure in confident disgust. Oh, the foolery! He then made a bet... If the Saiyan won, she'd have to give him one of his horns. When, and no, not if, Wyntre won, the monkey would will, as the fool put it, 'join whatever team you have'. And, since it was Wyntre was on the other side of the bet, it was going to be for a while...
The simian sped up to her and somersaulted, trying to get ahold of her horns and push her down into the ground. However, this hadn't affected her too much, as she stood there, arms crossed, looking at the Saiyan face to face with him holding onto her horns and not being able to touch the ground. In the event that he hadn't slipped and/or let go, she would try to grab his legs with her tail and smash him onto the presumably hard floor before throwing him to the side. However, if he had slipped his grip on her horns or simply let go, she'd simply try to knock him a bit to make him lose balance before shooting a simple ki blast at him.
She then laughed the laugh, smirked the smirk and looked awesomely evil doing so. "You? Win? How pathetic! You're the stuff I swipe away with my tail! I accept the pathetic deal, because I know I can't lose!"
12,700 worth of damage either way
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Orion
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Post by Orion on Nov 30, 2014 4:45:56 GMT
“What the..?!” Orion gasped, noting that the female wouldn't even budge. He began kicking his legs like a baby, thinking of the possibility that was on the horizon. Risk being stabbed by a tail..again..or whacked with one, or possibly get thrown off from sheer force and energy. The smart thing to do was get off and move fast. To which, he did, the Saiyan letting go of Wyntre's horns and sliding down before being tossed aside and a blast thrown his path.
Luckily, he was powerful. His right hand slicing the ki blast away and standing tall. He furrowed his brow and wagged his finger. “Am I? If that's the case, you must be the distinguished fighter. You've sparked my curiosity, woman. I'm..looking forward to the end of this verse. Perhaps I'll change the bet, a little. If I win, I take a horn and receive a kiss upon my boot or cheek; you'll find out what kind I mean.” Orion smirked, getting in a pose again.
He darted forward again, rushing in toward Wyntre regardless if her answer to the change. He jumped up again, this time smashing his fists into the Arcosian's cheeks and hoping to uppercut her with the power of 14,000 men. His attack was vulnerable to block or evasion, considering the massive power difference.
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Nov 30, 2014 6:06:12 GMT
Hmph, a smart move, Wyntre supposed. If ever a Saiyan could make one.
The monkey in which had a name that was unbeknownst to Wyntre had, for a short while, evaded her check and soon to be checkmate by mustering up what little intelligence he had to let go of the horns. Congratulations, she thought to herself, sarcastically, a Saiyan avoided your attack. Well, let's make the best of the situation. Oh, and now what was the fool doing?
The simian jester-folk (the nicest way to put what she though Orion was) was now changing the deal, and in ways not quite nice. These had only enraged Wyntre furthermore, and we where soon about to find the Event Horizon of rage... thumbs up if you understood that.
Empress, for now, did not respond to this as she let her power speak for herself as a slight purple aura enveloped her. And then, of course, as the fool the Saiyan was, he attacked. Coming up and simply trying to punch her wasn't in any way the best strategy, considering all of the available counters... as he came, she snatched his hands. The damage of the punches did come through and cause some minor pain, but for the mean-time, he was trapped. His hands that where to be used to punch her where in one of hers, as she squeezed them as to cause pain. She also held him away from her body, just so he won't do anything to escape with his feet... she squeezed his hands, slowly getting more intense, and he will not stop until he hears something go *snap*. With her other hand, she pointed her finger at her, lightly laughing. "Killing you would be so easy. But no, I have more... painful methods at my command."
12,700 again
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Orion
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Post by Orion on Nov 30, 2014 7:05:50 GMT
“Damn..” Orion thought to himself. His teeth grit and a stressed appearance on his face. The Arcosian was smart, holding him out like that. He couldn't kick her, as she was much too far! And he couldn't use any ki blasts, as his hands were held together by her single fist. He looked to his sides and any other direction he could, trying to configure a good back up plan for whatever it was worth. Orion tried charging his ki, the purple aura engulfing his entire figure and heating his temperature quickly.
As Orion tried heating himself up, to hopefully make the Arcosian woman back away, he would listen to the crowd cheer for the Empress. Shaking the cage even more rapidly and wild, screaming at the top of their lungs and shouting the word "EMPRESS" over and over again. Perhaps Wyntre would love the attention given by the humans. Orion helplessly kicking the air before him, his feet just swinging by her stomach but simply grazing.
As soon as he could, the Saiyan would drop down and back up, rubbing his wrists quickly. Had he failed though, his wrists would refuse to bust without more force being applied.
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Dec 1, 2014 7:15:14 GMT
Ah, yes, this was certainly fun. She circled around and looked through to the audience, who where sheering her on. She took expansive mental notes to know which ones to kill first. Bringing her attention back to the little Saiyan in her arms, she laughed wickedly, shaking him around a bunch. "You're a good doll."
Doing a little dance for the audience, she shook around the Saiyan as much as she could, but then... was heat. Normally, she'd be able to take some heat, but Arcosian's aren't too good at taking any high temperatures. But for now she held on, and she held on tightly. She turned her attention back to her adoring fans, and judging by just about everything, they loved her. Some of them literally threw money at her, which was good. "May the Days of Cold never end!"
Soon, the heat became a bittle too much. She threw him at the chain wall and possibly even breaking it with the sheer force, before commencing to ki blast him soon after.
12,700 again
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Orion
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Post by Orion on Dec 1, 2014 22:09:31 GMT
It was becoming an success. The heating up form of the Saiyan enough to push off the female's firm grip and give him a chance to fight on. Well, he'd fight back after being flung toward the cage. Lucky enough, he held out his hand and captured the basic blast of ki, crushing it in his fist. He had to fight back against the Empress. He refused, still, to use any energy based attacks.
Rather, he'd rush forward and begin attacking at the other fighter rapidly. Punching her legs and stomach from his height and using his speed to move quickly and initiate a series of kicks at her spinal cord and end it with a chop toward her neck. Had all failed, he could simply suffer the consequences or try again after moving away evasively.
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Dec 2, 2014 6:39:05 GMT
Bah, the fool dare? Oh well. The chance of her not winning was a few septillion times more than the chances of not, or so her Scouter would have told her if it was on her eye. She laughed yet again and showed her muscles to the audience, their claps intensifying greatly. They wouldn't be cheering if they knew the truth. "You fool, why even bother? You don't have a chance! I'm not even trying! You may as well give up now, it'd be a lot less pain on your part."
Then the fool started to attack. Each time he hit, she was moved back and stunned, thinking she may had underestimated him. Then, he hit her in the neck. She momentarily lost her balance before quickly regaining it soon after. Soon, she zoomed right next to him and tried to smash him into the floor with her left hand. "Perhaps you might be a good follower."
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Orion
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Post by Orion on Dec 3, 2014 0:04:35 GMT
This was fun! Orion gad landed his set combo nicely, landing each and every single one of his blows, judging by the once cocky Empress' form of being stunned and actually losing balance by the “Monkey's” paw. It seemed her trash talk had come to and end as well, as she zoomed toward him with the intent of crushing him with a swift move of her left hand. Her power was incredible and high above his own by a few levels, yet he was capable of capturing her hand.
With the limb in his hands, he was pushed down and even pushed back. The arena he stood in being cracked and crushed somewhat from the total force put behind the attack. He took it as a chance to make use of his tail, wrapping it around Wyntre's leg and hoping to knock her off balance by pulling his tail back. Had it been a success, he could start pounding on her. Had it been a failure, though, he'd be vulnerable to a variety of painful results.
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Dec 5, 2014 5:49:21 GMT
Oh, the fool. He truly believed he could resist the omnipotent power of Arcose? No-one resists.
And so, the Arcosian and the Saiyan, pushing against each other in an underground illegal wrestling match. Was it even that? No. This wasn't a mere match! This was a battle! No, it wasn't even that. It was recruitment. She made a small chuckle, thinking of how he was merely delaying the inevitable.
The Simian fool tried to trip her over with his tail, or something of the sort. You could never tell with Saiyans and their motives. While it had come as quite a large startle, it hadn't the strength needed to do anything to move such a heavy leg as hers. Smiling with malicious content, he tried to grab his tail with hers, hold him by it upside down... and pull. She knows her Saiyan biology well enough.
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Orion
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Post by Orion on Dec 5, 2014 11:34:32 GMT
“You're mi- GWAH!” Orion grunted. His tail grasped tightly and pulled the bigger, powerful Wyntre. His body taking a Saiyajin baby's position, his arms and legs all spreading out as if he was climbing something. His tail rendering him ultimately useless in the context and the most he could truly muster without too much trying was a few grunts and groans.
“Agh..gah..gak..wait! You've got my tail..!” Orion grunted out, hanging limply from his appendage. Simply just swinging from side to side at an slow pace.
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