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Post by Zexama on Jul 10, 2017 12:13:09 GMT
The atmosphere was filled with death and only began to grow darker as more lives were taken by both Saiyan and Arcosian hands. Zexama was ignorant of this as of now as she was more transfixed on Xylo’s presence, for he didn’t only recognise her, he noted it was a pleasure to meet her. Something she was not very used to hearing from super strong, planet conquering peeps. Then the evil namekian spoke about the time he went to arcose and hired allies from the Arcosian Empire’s forces. That really brought back good old memories, most people haven’t heard of the story about Zexama and the broken rejuvenation chamber, good thing too, as it will most likely be kept secret for a very long time. Zexama explained herself to the Mazoku Lord in a semi-apologetic way. ”Oh yes, about that. I was actually on a very dangerous mission to fix a piece of machinery and I fell asleep in the progress. Quite the story if I do say so myself.” Zexama looked around her surroundings before noticing the arrival of three power bodies. She didn’t make much of them at the time being for a reason she was not sure of. Something else was happening but she couldn’t fixate on it. It was almost as if the disturbance was from within her own mind. Xylo then commanded Zexama to target the cyborg of the three new presences. She would have been most thrilled to do so if it weren’t for the subtle thing that polluted her mind indefinitely. For a brief second while Zexama was facing Xylo, her face went blank, completely expressionless. Her innocent white eyes went completely white before returning to her normal self, after all, it was only a brief second. She shook her head a bit to remove the nonsense out of her head and focusing on the task at hand. As she was rather distracted while Xylo was speaking her requested the scouter to fill her up on all the stuff she missed out on. ”Sorry about that, hey scouter. What happened while I was distracted?” She waited a few seconds before hearing the familiar sound of her sentient scouter helping her out. ”The red dude was telling you to go beat up that robot dude over there, the one next to the Saiyan that’s about to get pew pew’d.”[ Zexama gave a fairly large smile as she was ready for her new task, just her and her scouter to beat up the Saiyans and take the planet back for their side, right? It was false, something inside Zexama was awoken. An old enemy, as old as Zexama herself and yet, it was what Zexama feared more than anything else. The entity that would be unleashed inside Zexama’s own body would be Faltroshish. Zexama’s evil form, pure evil and, unsurprisingly, a lot more intelligent that the little, pink majin child. Then, without her own knowledge, a telepathic message was sent to Xylo by the evil inside her. ”I wish to seek a negotiation. Who I am is not important. The idiot you see before you is easy manipulated. I would reveal my true form immediately but unfortunately it, will have to wait. For reasons unknown I have been unable to completely penetrate the mind of this fool. But I ask of you this, use this body as a tool to do as you please, however, make sure that this body is not rendered unconscious for it will force me to be released earlier than desired.”[ The dark, malicious voice was coming from Zexama’s own mind but even so, she was completely oblivious to it. After catching up with her orders she excitedly flew over to the son of Xylo to help deal with the Saiyan and the robot man. Looking at the massive fighting dude, compared to Zexama, she acted as if she was just attending her first day at a new school. She extended her hand to the guy with the intent of a handshake and becoming friends. ”I know you’re a bit busy and all right now with attacking that person over there but I’d really appreciate it if you would shake my hand so I wasn’t so embarrassed.” Regardless of him shaking her hand or not, she would continue talking. ”I’m Zexama! I was sent here from that cool dude over there to help you out. I’ll take the strong one that’s chargin- HEY! YOU CAN’T DO THAT!” Zexama was quickly annoyed by the sight of Courgi charging something that he shouldn’t be. Manipulating her ki into the palm of her hands and cupping them together, a small brown ball of energy appeared before she moved them across her body and behind her back. ”I gotta stop you from protecting this planet so we can take over if you don’t mind. So stop...CHARGING!” The brown sphere enlarged in size and generated a fairly large amount of power that Zexama wasn’t used to. She pushed her arms forward with the sphere in her hand accompanied with a shout. ”CANDYHAMEHA!” The sphere turned into a beam of chocolate energy that began flying straight towards the cyborg with immense speed. This was really happening, Zexama was contributing to the takeover of a planet for the ultimate benefit of the Arcosian Empire. She could only hope that Wyntre would see this as a positive.
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Candyhameha [N1]
Power = 33% - 1,155,998 heading towards Courgi
KP used - 1
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Post by Brassica on Jul 10, 2017 17:39:20 GMT
"Reinforcements?" Brassica asked before spotting the very glowey Saiyan arrive... who proceeded to berate her a little. "I wasn't planning on dying anytime soon." she said with a slight growl. "I know I can't take the big boss there, but I can at least try to take this guy, and stall for time. Try to buy enough time for the non-combatants to get out, enough time for reinforcements who can take on Xylo..." the short haired Saiyan explained to the cyborg Saiyan man.
Her focus was redirected towards the large energy disc being hurled towards her. For a brief moment, her beams were holding off the disc, but that didn't last for very long. The damn thing was coming in far too fast, and it was cutting through her beams like a hot knife through butter!
Before she could try to make another move to try and mitigate the damage coming towards her, her focus got shifted again because of a chill running down her spine as something in the area increased in power. It was enough of a distraction that she couldn't counter the attack coming right for her.
When the disc slammed into her, the first thing she realised was that it wasn't a disc, it was a ring. The fact that the turban wearing slug had thrown a glowing energy donut at her whilst she had fired straight up beams at him, was infuriating. Of course, that only lasted a brief moment of a second before the searing agonising pain set in and dropped her to the ground.
Her entire body was in pain, a wordless scream left her lips as the smell of her own seared flesh and fur rose up to meet her nose. Her tail that had been wrapped around her waist was burned beyond recognition, becoming ash in the air as the attack tore through it.
Brassica's eyes stared endlessly up into the sky, her mouth wide from an endless scream even though her consciousness had left her, no doubt her brain shutting itself down as a defence mechanism from all the pain.
Took the 83,135 PL hit = roughly 140% of Brassica's PL. Not dead, but close to it. Also unconscious now, and tails gone
KP: 2/3
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Capper Hofferson
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PL: 20
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Post by Capper Hofferson on Jul 11, 2017 23:52:57 GMT
| TURNING TIDES |
COURGI'S PL: 3,000,000 | COLLARD'S PL: 3,000,000 | CAPPER'S PL: 20 | CHIRE'S PL: 3,000,000 | GAIN BONUSES: DE BONUS | | MULTIPLIERS: UNKNOWN |
"Huff... K-Kais, why me?" Capper took a shaking breath in, catching his breath in a small, reddened bush a ways away from the battle against Xylo. Peering out, the spiky-haired brunette's eyes would dart to his mother and father, whom had already engaged big bad Xylo himself. How long would they last? And why was Capper still here??? The boy sighed, wiping a few gathering tears out of his eyes. He didn't want to be alone again. Despite his family's insistence on their return and "always being with him", Capper already felt... empty, somehow. Their loss wouldn't be easy, but the least he could do was help from the sidelines, and ensure that none of them would be alone when their times came, one by one...
Or all at once, if Xylo planned on using that one cheap, energy-snatching move, Capper reminded himself.
'...Let's get this over with. What do you have planned for me this time, you oversized green bean?' Capper mentally pondered, sweat dripping from his forehead while he hid away in the shadows of the battle. Hopefully none of Xylo's lackeys would spot the little saiyan engineer this time around- Alaistair was enough of a thorn in his side as was.
Corugi's eyes momentarily darted back when Capper shuffled back into complete hiding again. 'Alright.' The tiny teen resonated in the three Hoffersons' minds. 'I-I'm here. B-be careful- I'll let you all talk telepathically in private with my abilities, though.' Courgi nodded silently, while Chire and Collard's eyes briefly drifted away from Xylo and to their son's hidey hole.
The grandfather of Capper could only chuckle when Brassica said she had no intentions of dying. "They why are you still here?" He questioned, arms folded. The Namekian in front of the two saiyans fired his attack- and a fairly weak one at that, compared to Courgi. If Brassica couldn't take such a minuscule attack, then it was her problem. Foolishness, and this odd defiance in the face of inevitable death would be punished, and Courgi wasn't going to be this little nobody's meatshield. He took a few steps back, watching with a straight face as Digeri's Ultra Ki Ring flew towards Brassica, instantly knocking the poor girl out cold, scraping death.
"Meh. The fool had it coming to her." Courgi trailed off with a sigh. The android's fingers twiddled with a senzu bean in his pocket. He could use it on Brassica, but Courgi figured that the hardheaded saiyan would just fight again, and the same thing would happen once more. There was no use wasting breath, much less a senzu, on a corpse.
But would he let the death of a fellow soldier be in vain?
There wasn't a chance.
After Digeri and Xylo's majin minion that approached got acquainted, the bubblegum child(?) would quickly snap at the cyborg, firing an attack right at him! After a moment's pondering, Courgi would quickly drop his charge- he couldn't waste his energy just yet. Arms forming into an "X", the android would take the attack head on, skidding back, but still standing tall. His metallic arms now sported charred burn marks. The old saiyan drone took a slow breath in. Well, that hurt.
"Don't get cocky yet, you two." Courgi chimed, raising his head with eyes narrowed. Beside the saiyan formed one of his spiked canine skulls, which began to crackle with growing energy inside it's maw. "...And don't think that your actions won't have consequence!" His eyes darted over to the son of Xylo, thrusting his arm forwards. On cue, the blaster beside him opened it's jaws wide, energy hurling towards not the majin, but the Namekian that had maimed Brassica!
. . .If only Courgi knew who he was possibly killing.
"Psh, you think I'm worried about getting stronger?" Chire rolled her eyes when Xylo commented about her stagnant power. "Pal, I'm at my peak. I have better things to worry rather than getting swole now in this world of growing powerhouses." She snickered, eyes darting to her husband. Chire had her priorities straight, at least. Chire's comment about spite seemed to be near the mark. Xylo wanted to take back what was his, including Beppa, Yardrat, and the Gemini...? Chire raised a brow, only for her expression to sink when the automated message of the Mazoku takeover chimed in her ears... "Oh." The mother bit her lip. Why did it have to be the one THEY took over first...?
After ordering Zexama to take on Courgi, Collard briefly pointed a finger gun at Xylo in response to his enemy's subtle laugh. Dad jokes were truly the best-worst puns.
Chire and Collard quickly readied into proper battle stances, with the fater rearing his own fist back to sock the approaching Xylo- but just as he swung his fist, the Namekian just disappeared right in front of him! Chire raised he brow in confusion before letting out a surprised yell when the Mazoku's knee landed right in her stomach! Grabbing the mother's arm, Xylo would attempt to toss Chire right towards her husband, but not before her impulsive, quick thinking took hold.
Her own arms extended forwards, grasping Xylo's own arm as he tried to fling her forwards. Attempting to cling to the Namekian like glue, Chire would open one of her green eyes, a smile creeping across her face. "My turn!" She quickly chimed while Collard watched on, taking a few steps back while continuing to charge his barrier.
Should she retain her earlier grip on Xylo's arm, Chire would summon one of her bull-esque Skull Blasters the arm that would be gripping onto Xylo. Teeth bared, the blaster would release it's grip before firing a energy at Xylo's face, point-blank!
OOC NOTES: I wasn't IDP'd right off the bat? Xylo's awful merciful today. . .
| COLLARD'S ACTIONS 3/3 KP
| | CHIRE'S ACTIONS | 2/3 KP
| COURGI'S ACTIONS | 2/3 KP
| Charging: 2 -> 3 POSTS
[MP3] SKULL SHIELD | [N1] CHIRE CANNON fired!
990,000 PL directed to XYLO
| SKULL SHIELD cancelled
[N1] Courgi Cannon fired!
990,000 PL directed to DIGERI
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* CHIRE tries to cling to Xylo to avoid being flung towards Collard. She uses the hand gripping onto Xylo to summon a CHIRE CANNON [N1]. * COURGI CANCELS his SKULL SHIELD [MP3] and fires a COURGI CANNON [N1] from a distance at Digeri.
* COLLARD is still charging his SKULL SHIELD [MP3]. Nothing unusual here.
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Post by Koshu on Jul 12, 2017 2:28:06 GMT
"I am a Beppan Saiyan, one of the descendants of the original saiyan race. We have no interest in the arcosian empire and their sadistic lackeys. The solar empire, on the other hand—" He inhaled through his nose, "Has betrayed our trust and earned our wrath."Koshu spent a moment sizing up the namekian king, who stood a solid foot or two taller than the saiyan. The time Koshu spent locking eyes with the demon namek lead to a close call. Xylo and Koshu both noticed the incoming blow at the same moment; Xylo was much, much faster. In an instant, the king intercepted the swing with his own arm, and Koshu sidestepped as the namekian lord passed by. "Tch."
The dark skinned saiyan's eyes temporarily flickered over to the King's comrade, who sent a whirling disk slicing right into the self proclaimed SSE officer. Koshu's muscles tightened. "Your assistance against the invasive saiyans is lauded."
With that, Koshu and Xylo would both turn away, the namek headed towards the saiyan brigade, and Koshu headed towards the recently fallen officer. The worst that could happen now was the arcosian regime was reinstated, and the Beppan saiyans were forced to return to hiding. It would be more difficult after making their presence known to all of Beppa, but it was a life they were well used to. With a single bound, Koshu would nearly disappear in a blur, reappearing right beside the fallen saiyan woman and scooping her up by the collar. She was covered in ash, and her tail was befittingly scorched to the point of no return. Yes, just as Pin had done to him and Paisu, Koshu would see it done to every sayian of the empire. Dragging the ash covered woman onto the sidelines, Koshu would straddle her down, placing a hand across her windpipe. Safely wedged in a cranny of the outpost, Koshu would pull out his small waterskin and dump a splash on her face, and follow it up with a few light slaps on the cheek. He hoped to wake her and get some answers out of her while the green king took on the threats too great for Koshu to handle. Brassica
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Post by Bell on Jul 12, 2017 18:34:35 GMT
Bell's eyes shifted from one area to another, quickly darting from one fighter to the next. He watched as Brassica fell, as Xylo and the hofferson Pair begun their duel, and How the third arrival begun his fight against a multitude of other fighters. The one thing he failed to notice however, at least until it was already too late, was that he had been spotted. His eyes made contact with a nearby figure, "a heran perhaps?" bell theorized after seeing the figures skin color, shaking his head and sighing soon after. "well.. it doesn't matter... i've been found out so i might as well just ask" bell concluded, keeping his ki suppression on as he stood up and walked out of his hiding spot and towards the blue skinned figure, noticing his sly smirk as he closed the distance between the two.
"Tch.. bastard.. just cause he's a bit stronger than me, he's wearing such a cocky little smile.... ill be sure to knock it off his face soon enough.." Bell thought, clenching his teeth as he stopped and yelled out- "YO HERAN... whats that smile all about!... think somethings funny? what?.. your friend tell you a joke or something?" bell questioned, containing his slight bit of anger as he attempted to indirectly get info on his enemy. "Heh.. if ya like jokes so much, why dont ya come over here, i got a nice joke for ya.. The PUNCH-line is outa this world!" bell yelled, balling up his fist before pointing it towards the ogre.
"... sheesh.... maybe i should've trained a bit more before this.... oh well.... guess ill have to apologize to gramps when he kicks the bucket then..."
Bell thought to himself, his expression turning grimly serious as he stared over at his new opponent.
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Post by Gekido on Jul 12, 2017 23:33:20 GMT
His arm swung out but it was caught by his lord Xylo he looking at the Namakian. He grunted his eyes looking at the Namakian lord as he spoke saying there was someone else he could take care of another warrior. The Heran cocked his head to the side eyeing the beppa saiyan, "You should pray to your gods, you have just been sparred a gross defeat." Gekido smirked as he'd attempt to pull away from the Mazoku lord. He was steaming with rage he wanted to fight but at least there was someone else to fight. He paused as he heard the words of the ogre Sagi shi. He gave him a look bloodlust filling his gaze. If this man had not been one of Xylo's soldiers he would have fought him there and now. The Heran grin widened as he spoke pointing towards the hiding creature that was Bell. His blue skin gave away that he was a heran at least part. His hair coloration was odd to say the least. The Heran began to cackle as the boy stepped forward the heran Gekido stepping forward his aura like a tempest as he tilted his head to Bell, "Why do i laugh the better question is why aren't you. Can you not feel the madness, the rage and blood being poured all around us. The music of battle does it allude you child? Does no one else hear the music that is streaming to our ears?" The noises were all just their own voices the screams of terror and rage as men woman and child fought to keep them away from the grave. The heran looked up into the sky his muscles swelling at the prospect the thought of all these warriors fighting so hard but to know it was all pointless. He would crush every single one of them. The Heran raised his arms to the sky moving them around like he was conducting an orchestra his cackle filling the battle field, "Can you not hear it boy you’re supposed to be a heran warrior can you not hear the music that is this battle. The tune Xylo has conjured is so lovely." His crazed eyes scanned the battle field as he gave Sagi a look, "You no fighter yes, then bring all the fighters too me let me crush their bones in the hands of a warrior I’ll let you have the boy but don't kill him. I want to see each one of these warriors spirits fall in their hands." He roared as he kicked off the ground smashing through hordes of friend and foe alike heading towards the warrior Xylo had told him to face. He could see the warrior was skilled. He was destroying each and every warrior that dared try and attack him. That was same with Gekido he was looking for a warrior to test his skills and make him have a fight that would be remembered. A fight that people would say, "On the day Beppa had been taken a titanic battle between Gekido and some nobody warrior (He would have to learn his name) was one of the unspoken great battles of beppa. Let it be known next to the battle between Xylo and the supers Saiyans who dared opposing him. Let them all know the name of Gekido the Butcher of Hera. His fists cutting apart junction of foes like the weapons of crusades cutting the non-believers. Those who cannot see the music in the madness would be cut down till there dying screams filled his next verse that echoed beppa. Warriors tried to stop the heran as he charged through but not even the strongest would stop his rampage. Only death himself would stop Gekido from fighting or the complete and utter destruction of all his foes. The Heran leaped through the crowd smashing down in front of Rafar while knocking aside all the other warriors trying to fight him. The Heran dripped of blood from the path he had been cutting across the battle field. The Heran eyes lit up as he sized up the warrior before him. Gekido stretched up cracking his neck the 7'2 giant looking at the armor of his foe and the garment under. How fitting he was wearing black, it would make the burial that much easier. The Heran grin widened, "Your already wearing black means you’re ready for the funeral. I hope you've said your goodbyes today the day you die." Gekido kicked off the ground rushing right at the Saiyan warrior swinging a barrage of wide left and right hooks with no regards with defending himself. The motion of swinging back and forth with the single most attempts to bash the skull of the saiyan to bits. Even though he wanted to fight he could not decide how he should keep the fight going for a long time nor should he just let it end quickly and destroy his foes without any regard. If he could survive this barrage of hooks maybe he'd take it a little more slow. *Attacking Rafar with a barrage of hooks* Sagi Shi |
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Post by Sagi Shi on Jul 13, 2017 12:06:33 GMT
Sagi Shi continued to glare down at the little runt that failed to stay in hiding. It was pitiful, to be so helpless and not being able to do a thing against a predator. Though, Sagi Shi knew that he'll eventually find himself in a situation similar to his soon enough. Only time can tell when however. For now though, with Gekido going to battle the Saiyan newcomer with quite remarkable strength, the blue skinned Ogre was left alone with this strange hybrid. "Well, Well, guess it's just you and me." The Oni smirked as Bell sent a fist flying his way. Sagi rose his arm, immediately blocking his attack. He grunted slightly, with these weights on, they were seemingly on par. But, that wouldn't last for much longer however.
A purple aura spiraled around Sagi Shi before bursting into a glowing energy around his figure. His muscles bulked up slightly, and his power grew significantly longer. "Quite the feisty one eh?" By now, Sagi Shi was more than twice his strength. He was going to rip him apart, and boy was he going to take his time doing so. "Let's get started shall we?" Clenching his fists, he sent it flying towards Bell's gut in an effort to wind him. Whether or not he landed it or not, he'd spin around swiftly preforming a heel kick in an attempt to send him flying straight towards a small hut!
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Pumped Up used! New PL: 9,212!
KP: 3/3.
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Post by Rafar on Jul 15, 2017 1:38:36 GMT
Rafar stared down the pair of raving ME soldiers, easily keeping up with their pathetic attempts to breach his defenses. The Sayian cleared away their arms with a quick spin kick, then sent both soldiers flying with a kiai, sending both opponents smashing through a convenient cliff. A temporary lull in the constant fighting, caused by the two fighter's squad retreating desperately from their overwhelming foe, gave Rafar some time to glance around the battlefield. His eyes then narrowed as he watched the other Sayian of similar power be struck down by a discus of immense power, smiting her and apparently knocking her clean out, most likely depositing the brave woman on death's doorstep. Similar stories were occurring across the field as Sayian warriors began to be pushed back by the sheer weight of numbers. As much as the rouge disliked the SSE, their tenacity was certainly something to be respected. The battle, for now it truly was a battle, raged across the vast volcanic plain, and attacks that could cripple Rafar in an instant were traded and blocked almost casually. Suppressing a shudder, the Sayian spun around and slapped three ki beams away before blasting into the air, easily clearing a large lava river standing in his path. Rafar then began to press grimly through the forces separating him from the fallen soldier. His allies or him could not allow such a high power level to vanish from the combat, as comparatively weak as she was. The Sayian had just smashed aside a particularly persistent brute Arocsian when he heard a roar, a cry of battle-madness, echoing from behind him. Rafar turned to see a huge, blood-stained Heran grinning at him, exchanging the opening insults expected of such an encounter as the press of troops around them drew back to respect the duel. He spared a second to glance at his scouter, "110,491.5". A few months ago he would have laughed. With the power of the False Super Sayiajin, he could have easily trumped this foe. But in the time since NOXA had first driven him to desperation, the form's power had drastically weakened. He could maybe reach a power of 300 thousand for a few minutes for most. This would most likely be where his tale ended. But damn if he was going to go out like a coward. After that match with NOXA, he had promised himself that he would no longer bow out. Now was the time to fight! This resignation would flicker across the Sayian's face for a millisecond, not a moment more. Then the Sayian's settled into a wide grin, "Maybe it's black to prevent the wardrobe change, after all we wouldn't want to hold up the burial of all these good conquerors now would we?" He shrugged, "We could keep trading insults of course, but I guess you could say it would be your funeral." While this blather had been running it's course, the rouge was eyeing his foe carefully. The Heran was big a muscular, but maybe not too fast? This assumption of a moment lasted for about that long as the massive warrior leap him, his fists and arms weaving a blistering storm of strikes. Rafar caught the first one with crossed arms, grimacing at the force as he was pushed a few inches by the force of it. He's strong alright, but luckily I can keep up with his speed let's see here. The Sayian dodged the next few punches as best he could, taking several to the shoulders and a few clips to the jaw, and returning a few of his own in the brief spots in between assaults. He then kicked off the ground, flying up about 5 feet above the ground and began unleashing a furious barrage of ki-reinforced kicks at his suddenly shorter foe.
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Post by Lord Xylo on Jul 15, 2017 8:37:18 GMT
Xylo's attack, while not an exact success, did seem to throw Chire off for a moment. She was thrown back, but she was able to get a hold of the Mazoku Lord before she was tossed too far. The Namekian grunted in surprise at Chire's quick reflexes; had she been a stronger opponent, he might have been more cautious with his tactics. His hubris would lead to his downfall in this scenario, however, as the woman Xylo had once slew fired a beam of energy at point-blank range. The blast exploded spectacularly on Xylo's form, knocking him away from Chire a fair distance despite inflicting minimal damage. He bounced across the dirt once, before catching himself in mid-air with his own Ki, causing him to float down gently feet-first. He wiped blood from his lip as his eyes surveyed the battlefield. Things were going well, for the most part. The only things that truly stood in Xylo's way were the Hoffersons. Speaking of, there was a third one that Zexama was tasked with fighting. The older cyborg, if memory served. The Namekian glanced in the direction of the Majin's battle, and his skin went cold...
"Feh. Puny Saiyan. Maybe now you'll know your place."Digeri smirked to himself as his ring cut through Brassica. It was a technique he'd mastered ages ago; few could beat it now, especially someone as pitiful as a Saiyan. The Son of Xylo took a single step forward, barely acknowledging Zexama's arrival before his final moment. It seemed, in retaliation for Brassica's injuries, Courgi decided to fire off a pot-shot at Digeri. The Super Saiyan was in an entirely different league. What was a mere flick of the wrist for him was something that would take Digeri minutes to pool together. The white-hot beam escaped Courgi's strange blaster, barely registering in Digeri's vision before it had already pierced his torso. He stared down at the gaping wound in his chest, his mouth agape in a futile attempt to make noise of any kind. He could feel the cold embrace of death creeping through him, and before he knew it, he'd perished. Digeri's lifeless corpse fell to the floor face-first, his vacant eyes staring towards Xylo.
Xylo's heart skipped a beat. Then another. "DIGERI!"Xylo's vision overflowed with seething hatred. Seeing the still-smoldering corpse of his very own son right in front of him ripped any inkling of mercy the Warlord had left for this bloody campaign. He clenched his fists tightly, purple blood trickling from his palm down his fingers and onto the dirt below. His voice was shaky now. Whether it was filled with rage or grief was unknown. "He was just a boy..."His fists clenched tighter still, causing the Namekian a pain that did not register. Suddenly, the Namekian lifted into the air, his body shuddering as it tried in vain to contain his unbridled fury. Bolts of purple electricity jolted frantically across his body as his hatred continued to expand further and further. He raised both of his palms above his head, and a pitch black orb of Ki bubbled to life. It was crackling with the same lightning orbiting Xylo, though much less erratically. His eyes darted between the three who had now wronged him so. Chire, Collard, and especially Courgi. They could have lived if things had gone different, but they took a path of action that no being in the universe could have possibly survived taking. The orb in Xylo's hands grew as it robbed the Hoffersons of their energy. Courgi and Chire would find themselves at the brink of exhaustion, and Collard would need to do something with his pooling Ki lest he wish to lose the entirety of it. But there was one other being who'd tangentially ruined Digeri's life. That woman. Brassica was her name, though Xylo would never know it. She would need to suffer even more than she already had. He caught sight of her quickly, being carried away by Koshu of all people. All he did was shoot the Beppan-Saiyan a harsh glare as he stole Brassica's Ki. Surely the volcanic warrior would get the hint soon. There was no words Xylo could muster. No clever quips or ominous threats. Instead, he would simply shoot his orb into the sky, where it would convulse and pulsate wildly. With a flash of light, the orb would shatter into four massive rigid spikes, each one big enough to pierce a mountain. They pulsed with the stolen energies of Xylo's foes, and without a second thought, they would rain down onto the battlefield. The first one to land would fall upon Courgi. With little energy left in him, it was all but guaranteed that the old man would suffer a painful, but quick death as the spike pierced his form before exploding violently. The second would fall nearly as rapidly, aiming to stab Brassica straight through the heart, before exploding all the same. And finally, the third and fourth spikes would fall in unison, aiming to sever the ties of husband and wife as painfully as possible. Should they survive, they might face a fate much worse than death. The wrath of a grieving father.
Xylo:
3/3 KP
Fired [ULTIMATE] Infernal Downpour!
Fired at Four Targets, with each split blast having a charge of 132%
Damage Potential of each Spike: 14,062,490!
Chire loses 1 KP!
Collard loses 1 KP! (Must use Barrier or charge will be lost)
Courgi loses 1 KP!
Brassica loses 1 KP!
Current PL: 10,641,280
Digeri:
0/3 KP
Perished.
Sealed Ball
PL: 27,875
Sealed Ball gains 27,972 PL from Zexama's N1!
Sealed Ball gains 133,016 PL from Xylo's Ultimate!
New PL: 184,862
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Post by Zexama on Jul 15, 2017 12:20:06 GMT
It was certainly clear that this battle was escalating at an exponential rate and wouldn’t stop until everything was destroyed, it would seem. Zexama’s body began to pump up a bit as it was getting ready for the battle that she would indefinitely have to compete in. Seeing the enemy cyborg, Courgi, blocked her simple Candyhameha made her even more excited for whatever the future would hold. Zexama felt that she still had plenty of power inside of her and could easily send out an attack or a barrier, whichever one would be needed. As she released the great turtle attack towards the cyborg she quickly realised that she was powerless to stop anything coming towards her, or her comrades. Almost instantly after blocking Zexama’s attack, they were ready to fire an attack in return.
Her hands were stuck in place in front of her after releasing the candyhameha and she in return braced her body for the attack that she was so sure was about to hit her. The beam of energy came towards Zexama almost too fast for her to see before it so close forcing her to close her eyes. After bracing for nothing and slightly opening her left eye, she made a small chuckled thinking that the cyborg had missed her, before she noticed he hadn’t missed at all. Looking at the namekian she almost instantly lost her breath before flying behind him with her arms supporting him underneath. ”No, no, no, no you’ll be okay right? I only just met you, we could have been friends.” Zexama held back the tears that were bound to come out before carefully laying the warrior onto the ground on his back. Standing back up she looked at the cyborg and yelled with anger. ”YOU COWARD!”
Why would he go after the weaker target. It completely baffled Zexama to why a Saiyan, a warrior of ‘pride’ and ‘honour’ would commit to such an act. ”You Saiyans, you’re all cowards.” Zexama would begin to slowly float back into the air while her pink Ki began to radiate around her, every known and then, a spark of red electricity accompanying it. Without even having a strong connection to the son of Xylo, she was horrified by what this Saiyan had done. It would seem, she wasn’t the only one that thought this. The greatest warrior in the battle began to join in. Zexama observed the Namekian build in power and produce a purple ball of frightening energy.
Zexama looked at its targets before an even more frightening possibility came to her mind. What if Xylo’s rage was so strong that the attack aimed for more than just his enemies. What if the attacked had Zexama placed as one of its targets, destined for destruction. She couldn’t let such thoughts cloud her mind. She needed to focus on helping Xylo do what he could avenge those lost in this battle. Watching the orb divide she saw it fly towards the cyborg in front of her quicker than anything she had ever seen. Knowing that the cyborg was most likely finished, she scouted the area to find out where as the attack would head towards. She saw two other saiyans, one of them charging something similar to the very thing that Courgi was charging.
Zexama could only guess that whatever it was, it wouldn’t be useless. The energy around her continued to grow in size, crackingly violently as she flew a bit closer to Collard. Suddenly, the clouds above her grew dark and the sound of thunder grew loud, louder than the drums of battle. Zexama raised her hands to the sides of her, feeling her Ki travel through her body and focusing to the tips of her hands. Then, slamming them together above her head, causing another burst of thunder and then a lightning bolt to follow straight into her hands. Holding the insane amount of energy she shot it in the direction of Collard with the intent of stopping the charge that he was holding, she was hoping that being to the side would give her a slight element of surprise and give her a chance at allowing Xylo’s attack to hit him without interference.
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Thunder shock surprise [SU2] 200% - 7,006,048 - directed towards Collard, intent to stop charge - -2KP
KP [0/3]
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Post by Brassica on Jul 17, 2017 17:26:11 GMT
Darkness. Pain. There was nothing except for the darkness and the constant sensation of pain she was going through even in her unconscious state. She couldn't feel it when Kashu, one of the local Beppan Saiyans who apparently had a grudge against her despite the two having never met before, purely because of who she was affiliated with. She couldn't feel it when Xylo stole some of her own energy to empower his attack after the android Saiyan slew the Namekian who had put her into this state of being. She couldn't see as her death sped through the skies towards her in a terrible flash of rigid light. The last sensation she experienced though was her heart exploding as Xylo's attack pierced her flesh and detonated. And so, she died, never knowing who her true killer was.
Dead. Unless someone feels like getting in the way of the attack >.> I'll take PL for this DE thread.
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Capper Hofferson
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PL: 20
Zeni: 61,743
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OOC Name: Sketch
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Post by Capper Hofferson on Jul 18, 2017 0:48:29 GMT
| TURNING TIDES |
CAPPER'S PL: 20 | COLLARD'S PL: UNKNOWN | GAIN BONUSES: DE BONUS | | MULTIPLIERS: UNKNOWN |
Courgi shot a quick glare to Zexama, eyes narrowed. The now dead Namekian she called an ally did the exact same thing Courgi did to poor Brassica. Still, the old android remained silent, eyes drifting to Xylo, along with his son and his spouse... Xylo did seem quite mad all of the sudden... But, why? Courgi's eyes drifted from Zexama to the Mazoku lord himself, completely unaware of the consequences his own actions would wring upon his dear family...
"...Oh." Chire blatantly remarked, finally coming to. "Ohhhh.... Oh fuck." She mused, wearily eyeing the corpse of Xylo's son. Collard seemed just as nervous- he knew that tone and that expression all too well. At this point, there was no doubt Xylo would soon...
Well, Collard knew the loss of family was no easy pill to swallow.
Meanwhile, in hiding, Capper's eyes would go wide when he caught eye of that black ball of energy in Xylo's palm. The aura of his family began to drift towards the Namekian, and Chire and Courgi would hunch over, growing more tired by the second. No words could escape from the panicked Hofferson's mouth as he began to shake-- he knew this. He knew this well.
Chire fell to her knees, robbed of most of her energy. Collard quickly spoke something inaudible to Capper to her, while Courgi fell down in a similar fashion. Capper closed his eyes, tearing up while the sounds of what happened began to invade and fester inside of his little eardrums.
The whizzing of ki in the air. A crackle of lightning, followed by a scream from his father. And finally, three loud, resounding bangs. No more shouts of defiance. No more footsteps from afar. And no more breathing from his precious family.
Slowly opening his eyes, Capper found the horrifying sight he had been bracing himself for this whole time. Capper let out a startled yelp, scuttling back out of the bush he was hiding in when he saw the dismembered hand of his own grandfather in front of him. Breathing heavily now, his vision would pan up to gaze upon the destruction wrought by Xylo, and earned by his own family. Why did he think they could do this? Why did...
Capper's tearful eyes quickly trailed back to the ground. Hushed hiccups and sobs broke the air- once again, his family had been taken from him by the same man. But Capper didn't expect anything else- he was certain he would follow suit soon. Once again, he was alone.
Broken hiccups and sobs would briefly echo behind Zexama quietly- barely audible, but still there. Capper closed his eyes tight, bringing his legs to his chest and burying his head in them... 'What now?' his conscious questioned...
'Get up, coward.' That little voice of defiance snapped in Capper's head. Standing up slowly and wiping his tears aside, the boy would glance towards the Namekian, with the mangled, barely recognizable corpses of his mother and father beside him... Capper was desolated, desperate, and even a little anrgy, yes... But he wasn't scared or frightened. Not in a thousand years.
If he really was going to inevitably die like the rest of his family, Capper decided he wouldn't go out in the corner like a coward. Clutching his stomach, the boy could jyst barely avoid hurling as he slowly and silently walked pass Courgi's body, then Collard, then Chire, finally stopping a few feet behind the Mazoku himself.
"...Hi." Capper's voice resounded from behind the grief-ridden Namekian that murdered his family. That first time, he couldn't hide his apprehensive, shaking tone. He sucked in one final, deep breath, kicking the ground with his boot. "L-look." Capper stammered, twiddling his thumbs and biting his lip, dejected and hopeless eyes darting up to his soon-to-be-killer. "If... If you really do wanna... k-k-kill me... Like... them..." His glance panned to the rest of his family. Sucking in another shaking breath, Capper would fall to his knees. With his head low and arms limp at his sides, he'd make one (apparent) final request. "...Make it quick."
OOC NOTES: ah, there we go. here comes the pain.
Short and sweet post. But I like how it came out.
COLLARD CAN SURVIVE ACTUALLY WHAT
nevermind.
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Post by Koshu on Jul 18, 2017 3:33:35 GMT
As Koshu dragged away the sayian's corpse, he noticed a dirty look from Xylo, but was undeterred in his desire to locate the whereabouts of his friend's murderer. For obedience like that, the green king would have to earn Koshu's respect. But as Koshu worked to get the saiyan girl back into consciousness so he could question her. Her body suddenly folded beneath him. It was a sudden depression in her skin, draining life from its already pale blush. For a moment, Koshu felt like she might crumble between his fingers. He couldn't sense energy, and yet he felt the wave of ki that brushed past him: it had to go through him to get to Xylo. And so, his gaze was directed up to the king, with horror in his eyes. Was he able to sap energy from afar? It seemed that the woman was almost dead from just that. And that was before things even got truly terrifying. A sudden instinct gave Koshu the intuition to step out of the way, sliding closer into the shadows. He was a puma, hiding in the shadows as a lion turned on his prey. Pitch black ki crackled across the namekian's form, and Koshu's eyes narrowed with awe and terror. And then, in an instant, his orb would blast into the air and careen outwards exploding into massive blades of energy. It took all of the speed Koshu could muster to leap across the battlefield, narrowly avoiding the crashing thorn as it sliced into Brassica's heart and left a crater where she laid. Koshu's feet touched ground behind Xylo, a safe distance away from the namekian king and the now lone saiyan child he faced. This was a ruthless, battle hardened leader. In the namekian, Koshu saw some of the years of beatings he had endured as a child. The dark-skinned saiyan's scars felt fresh for a moment. Only one that had endured a lifetime of battle could produce an aura that felt so hard and chilling. Immediately, he scanned the area for another saiyan that he could question about Pin's whereabouts. He would not interfere with Xylo's prey; it would be much better to encroach on the heran, if anyone. And so, Koshu ducked down low and placed his palms inches apart, cultivating a crackling orb of yellow ki between his fingertips. He was just slightly out of range of the battle between Rafar and Gediko. [UP2] Volatile Crash charging |
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Post by Bell on Jul 18, 2017 23:04:57 GMT
Though Bell had his suspicions about the Ogres race, it had appeared that his question was misinterpreted (though to be fair, his question was only very vaguely directed towards Saga Shi). Due to his poor wording, The one who instead answered him was an actual heran, Who then begun to ramble on about whatever kind of generic warrior philosophy the "proud heran race" held. "Tch.. i wasn't even talking to you...." Bell muttered, The heran continuing to speak about the sound of battle or whatever before eventually running off to go pound on some other saiyan warrior. "Tch.. finally.... that weirdo left... sound of battle this sound of battle that.. i almost lost my cool over how annoying that was..." Bell growled before turning to the blue ogre that was standing near the heran.
When Bell had turned towards him, The ogre was already muttering something off by himself, and soon after begun buffing up immensely. "Tch.. fine then.. i was hoping i could prolong this a bit, but i guess thats fine too.." bell groaned before crossing his arms. The next few seconds flew by in a jiffy, the first strike, obviously wasn't the ogres full strength, Bell's arms quickly unfolded, and using some energy sensing, bell was just barley able to move his arms downwards from their previous position, blocking the gut strike. Bell let out a small, short lived grin of relief he stared up at the ogre. The ogres next attack wasn't quite as merciful, as, without much time to react, Bell was sent flying backwards and through the walls of a nearby hut, causing the whole thing to come crumbling down.
The building's fall caused dust to rocket into the air, causing a huge cloud to form around where bell had landed. Bell's hand rushed to his mouth as he let out quiet coughs, blood coming out of his mouth along with the air he exhaled. It seemed the attack had hit alot harder than expected. Bell wheezed lightly, the dust in the air was also making it sorta hard to breath."....... heh... heheh.... *cough* That fucking hurt.... i'll definitely... pay that blueberry back for that.." Bell chuckled, activating his energy suppression as he wobbled up onto his feet, quickly moving stealthily through the dust and wrapping his tail around his waist as he did so. He quickly found the remains of a wall, and thinking it good enough to be a hiding spot sat behind it parallel to where saga shi was.
"i'll give him a good beating when he comes over here..." bell muttered, the cloud of dust beginning to dissipate rapidly, revealing the ruins of the broken hut, as well as the sight of a missing blue skinned saiyan to the blue ogre.
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Post by Gekido on Jul 18, 2017 23:56:01 GMT
He heard the screams the words echo as the battle went to silence. Gekido could hear the words of the namak lord as he seemed more enraged then ever. Fear seeped into his feet as his punches connected with the saiyan rafar. The first one was blocked though the rest of the barrage was not blocked. He focused on avoiding the wide punches some hitting his shoulder and even one agiasnt his jaw. Rafar went with his own barrage some connected with the heran body pain shooting though his body. Good he'd be worth killing if he could harm the heran. He Didn't however chase the saiyan rafar as he could see the energy lifting off Xylo arms. It was some sort of barrage of beams that flew down and crashed into an assortment of foes. The three super saiyans were hit along with that downed saiyan. The super saiyans were beaten! His eyes were wide with shock. How did such a powerful being exist. He just defeated three super saiyan at once. Had he gotten even stronger or were they weaker. He would not know for sure as he felt pain sear into his face as a kick landed and cracked his jaw. The kicks came fast as the Heran was annoyed at the fact the saiyan had tried to fly. His muscles bulged as he powered up so he could easily dodge the kicks. "I hate all your flying types sure i can't fly but i don't need to fly i want to have all my strength in every blow as my legs are grounded sinking into the dirt where my foes rest. If your intending to try and keep a distance i'll just have to end you with a quick one two that works with me though, i'm here just to breath in battle. Plus if you got something else in the tank you'll have to show it." Gekido knew with how fast Xylo had just ended the saiyan it would not be long before the battle was over. The battle had been won as fast as it had begun. Xylo was too much for almost any being other then that white haired twat he had. He didn't even need him to help him fight these super saiyans. He didn't understand how the namak lord had grown this much stronger. Gekido muscles bulged even more as he foskaed all his defense just like Jihana had done increasing his muscle mass to a point where he stood over 8 feet his muscles stretching at the skin. The Heran smirked widened as he'd kick off the ground above the saiyan warrior pulling his arm back as a green orb formed in his hand, "Get ready for my attack." He yelled so the saiyan would know he was attacking. His fist glowed with green energy as he thrusted his hand down from above the saiyan, "Tyrant's edge!" A green ball whizzed off his now sizzling hand right at the saiyan. The ball flew with green speed enchanted with the powers of his boosted power aimed to hit the saiyan right in the chest and kill him and punching a hole right through him. The Heran sadistic laugh filled with the area once more as he wanted to see what the saiyan would do. Could he become a super saiyan! He had fought a super saiyan once so he wanted to see the true power of one. Tulip had held back. That saiyan woman, had shown him the power of a super saiyan even at his best he was only able to beat her when she held back with those dammed weights. Would this be the same playing all over agian. He being proved feeble compared to all the warriors around him. Gekido had used his Battle bulk to power up in attempt to end Rafar life! Powerlevel with heavy weights: 184,152.5 (184,153) and Defensively 147,322 He also bulked up so he can be swelled in front of everyone (I mean he already is but even more swelled) Powerlevel: 202,576.75 Offensively and 92,076.25 Defensively Used N1: Tyrant's Edge: 67,525.58333 (67,526) Aimed to kill Rafar by blowing a hole through his chest. Kp:2/3 Sagi Shi |
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