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Post by Sagi Shi on Jul 19, 2017 22:08:54 GMT
Sagi Shi's snow white eyebrows furrowed in annoyance as the squirt managed to stop his first hit. It was an impressive feat considering the power difference between the two. The kick the oni sent though, that one landed perfectly! The hybrid was launched at incredible speeds, crashing right through the small hut causing it to collapse into a pile of rubble. Dust swirled around the crash site while his opponents presence began to fade away. The Ogre grit his teeth. He wasn't going to let his prey escape that easily.
He raised his arm towards the smoke screen, pointing his palm towards it. Sagi Shi sent a gust of wind from his aura towards the rubble sending all the dust clouds spiraling away revealing a blue midget crawling behind a wall. "...Hmph..." Before Sagi Shi could approach him though, he was caught off guard by a sudden surge of power. "...What the..." He turned around slowly, seeing Xylo's power increase rapidly. Sweat beads began to ran down his head. "T-That power...it's unbelievable....when did he..." And just like that, four energy waves soared through the air at speeds the Ogre couldn't even begin to fathom.
He shook his head. Now wasn't the time to get distracted. The Saiyan hybrid creature he was hunting could slip away at any second, and he was going to make sure he got him good. Sagi Shi floated over to the wall, but tried to make it seem as if he didn't see him hide. "...Where are you? You can't hide from me. Even if you do manage to, the Mazoku Lord will spot you...." Sagi Shi stopped beside the wall, smirking devilishly. In a swift motion, the blue skinned ogre's hand would burst through the wall right beside where, if he didn't move, Bell's head would be. Sagi Shi attempted to wrap his arm around his neck and pull him through the wall, holding him tightly in a choke hold. "...Just give up now and I'll consider letting you live......" The Ogre said, followed by a menacing chuckle.
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Post by Rafar on Jul 21, 2017 1:00:16 GMT
Rafar grunted and flipped away from the Mazkou berserker, his boots grinding for purchase against the rocky ground. The Heran had powered up even further, and had begun to get the best of him despite all his efforts. Yet there was something....off about the battle around him, and Rafar took a second to realize what it was, the battlefield had grown as silent as the tomb. Every head had turned towards the Mazkou lord hovering above the carnage who seemed to be screaming some name, with the Majin beside him equally consumed by grief. Almost by chance the Sayian's eyes landed upon the Super Sayians as the stood, aghast at their enemy's anger. The rogue squeezed his eyes shut as three blasts of intense purple light smote them, removing their presence from the fight.
His shoulders slumped as he realized there was no hope left for him or any of the Sayians here. They were all dead, just because the invader had had lost someone important to him that he had decided to let come along. Honestly Rafar couldn't see why the Mazkou Dominion hated the SSE so much, they were the same shades of cruel, stupid and naive. With a sigh, Rafar turned back to his foe, who seemed to be rising steadily in power. "Just because you haven't bothered to learn simple tricks of ki doesn't mean you have to get all pissed at me for it. As for the other cards in my deck, I wasn't going to play them but your friend's temper tantrum seems to have forced my hand." Rafar's eyes steadily bored into the Heran's, only glancing away long enough to take note of the Beppan who was charging a cowardly attack, "If you don't mind greeny, me and Blueberry are trying to have a conversation here!" His tone was purposely goading, taking covert glances at the Heran from time to time. Sure enough, his hasty plan seemed to have worked, maybe a little too well. The Heran bulked up to a ludicrous degree, his muscles looking like they were about to pop like blisters. Yet somehow the warrior was still able to leap into the air, slicing down a hand that launched a pulsating green ball of energy. This is it! If there is any chance I can kill him it's now! Rafar spread his feet, flared his ki and reached for the power within.
Rafar's aura, previously a flickering and sickly looking thing next to the Heran indomitable power suddenly roared to life like a over-fueled flame, making the very ground beneath them shake and tremble. He crossed his arms, taking the blast that moments ago would have been lethal, then shaking away the burns. "YOU WANTED TO SEE WHAT I HAVE LEFT HERAN?! WELL HERE IT IS!" Rafar too leapt into the air, his ki pulsating within him. The Sayian flew forward and attempted to strike the other's jaw with his fist in midair, then curved around and attempted a elbow strike to the back of his neck. Rafar continued this rain of punishment for about a second then moved with staggering speed a couple of yards distant. "I can't keep this up for long so here we go." The warrior clashed two orbs of blinding energy together. "TAKE THIS!" The attack roared towards his foe with stunning power as it's creator fell out of his empowered form, breathing heavily. The Sayian knew if this didn't work, he would be meeting his maker soon.
False Super Sayian: 344,124
Tyrant's Edge Eaten waka waka
OOC: So just a note, in Gekkido's current state he is below 80%
[MP3] Final Impact Fired: PL 344,124.
OOC: All or nothing!
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Post by Lord Xylo on Jul 21, 2017 4:52:06 GMT
Explosions rung out in every direction as the four blasts rained down on the battlefield. Their might was unmatched in this moment, and the spikes of Ki had taken out every gold-haired being on the battlefield. It would never be known if the Hofferson's locations in this battlefield were coincidental or fated, but when the dust settled, there was no collateral damage on either side. Only Xylo's targets were slain, and little remained of them. "..."Xylo watched from the sky, his body straining to keep him afloat. The Infernal Downpour still took an immense amount of power from him, it seemed. It'd be hard to truly master such a skill, but he'd find a way. He took deep, labored breaths as he descended from the air, the anger within him slowly subsiding now that vengeance for his son had been secured. The Mazoku Lord turned his eyes back to his son's corpse, and frowned. Digeri didn't deserve death, not today. It was a mistake to let his son lead the charge on the ground floor, but he wanted to prove himself. He wanted to show Xylo that he'd trained hard enough, that he'd become a threat to the Solar Empire. Xylo walked towards his son, and knelt down next to him. Digeri was a tough one, that much was certain. He'd return from the afterlife sooner rather than later, but it didn't make the sting of losing him today any less pointed. A proper burial was needed for the boy, but it'd have to wait. They had another planet to conquer after this one, and Digeri wouldn't want them to stop for something 'silly' like a funeral. The battle around them raged on, but the Solar Empire had begun to falter. Less and less of them were fighting back by the second, and with Xylo's intimidating display of power, the Saiyans had all but lost hope. Those who hadn't run like cowards were being slain or incapacitated in droves by the emboldened Mazoku-Arcosian army. The Namekian Lord ordered a nearby soldier to his side, and ordered them to carry Digeri back to the ship. They obliged solemnly, scooping Digeri into their arms and walking slow across the battlefield, being careful to avoid any areas where crossfire could be a serious issue. Xylo watched for a few moments, his mouth curled downwards into a scowl so fierce it could scare the lava back into a volcano. As the soldier disappeared into the ship, Xylo heard a voice from behind. It was one he'd heard before, and sadly, it made his blood boil. The Boy was back. Xylo turned to Capper, his eyes narrow as he listened to the boys request. A quick death, he said. The Namekian simply grunted. "No." He reached down, grabbing Capper by the collar of his armor, and staring right into his eyes. "This is your fault, boy." His voice was intense and strained, but he kept his volume low. "I told you to stay away. You could have lived a happy life away from the war, but you choose to stick your nose where it didn't belong, and now BOTH of us must grieve." His grip on Capper tightened. "You're not going to the afterlife. It'd be too simple to reunite you with your family, don't you think?" Suddenly, Capper would feel intense pressure on his tail. Xylo had begun telekinetically tugging at it. After a few quick tugs, the telekinetic force would pull hard, intending to rip the tail from the base. Should the appendage be removed, Xylo would cock his Capper-wielding arm back, and toss the boy towards Xylo's ship, hoping to fling him right into the bowels of the ship. The force of the toss combined with the trauma of losing an appendage would most likely render Capper unconscious somewhere in the fist-shaped ship. With the boy dealt with, there was still a few more cretins to deal with. Gekido and some half-super Saiyan were fighting tooth and nail, and there were small skirmishes reaching their end across the battlefield. It'd be mere minutes before the Solar Empire were extinguished from this world. At the very least, a victory this absolute would calm the nerves some small amount.
Xylo:
0/3 KP
+1 KP for no tech use
Current PL: 10,641,280
Sealed Ball
PL: 184,862
Sealed Ball gains 17,206 PL from Rafar's MP3!
New PL: 202,068
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Post by Zexama on Jul 21, 2017 22:26:16 GMT
It would be nothing but a lie to say that Zexama was not terrified of the sheer power she felt from the purple beams of destruction as purged the hearts of Xylo’s enemies, and well, the rest of the body. While Zexama truly believed that the Saiyans deserved what they were getting, things were getting serious. Her concept of justice was incredibly altered against the Saiyans of the Solar Empire, so in her biased mind, she thought this is what the filth deserved no less, but willingly more. Quickly noticing that her rage was taking over her far too successfully she relaxed her hand from a fist and began to slow her breathing. While she definitely felt a bit more calm, the red electricity around her body did not cease. If anything, it only grew in power.
Ironically, she grew a tad angry that the electricity was still radiating from her body. Observing the situation below, she noticed that Xylo hadn’t killed the small Saiyan and instead threw it to the fist-shaped battleship. Zexama glanced at the remaining Saiyans, hardly paying attention to them, but ready to defend if she needed to. That was when she felt the dark chill go through her body once again. She was certain that it was the presence of her evil self, but she heard no malicious laughter as she usually did when he surfaced. As the presence was present, the energy around her began to die down before both of them vanished. She flew beside the powerful namekian, Xylo, and saw a father who had just lost his son. She said in a comforting voice. ”It’s okay big guy, he’ll come back, I’ve seen it happen before!” Zexama then reached out her hand and attempted to give him a comforting pat on the back.
While Zexama thought this was a good decision, it could definitely be taken as a mockery to Xylo’s mental strength. The Arcosian and Mazoku soldiers instantly filled with fear and they before to move away from behind the general area Zexama in fear of their lord sending a devastating attack, wiping out Zexama and everything behind her. She thought to herself that that would never happen, not because Xylo had used an attack that completely trained him of his powers, or that he wouldn’t want to harm his own soldiers. The mentally impaired majin thought that Xylo would not attack her because she was an idiot and trusted evil lords just after they first met, because a computer said so.
Moving her hand away, assuming it wasn’t vapourised, she asked the big bad bad what they were to do next. She assumed, or rather hoped, that her next mission would be to check every edge of the planet and find anything that looked like candy and then closely and accurately document it until they had logged every known candy in the universe. ”So...Zylo, what would you like me to do next? I’m very good at finding candy. I have this machine that helps me find candy, it only finds one type of candy though. Besides that, the candy doesn’t taste very nice and when I combined it with my friend’s candy a big dragon came out of them and brought a planet back!” Zexama grabbed the dragon ball scanner from out of her mouth, wiping a bit of the saliva off the screen and showed it to Xylo.
That was when it came to her. The only book she had ever read! ‘Ancient Warfare - Children addition’. She repeated a phrase she had read from it aloud. ”THE SIDE WITH THE UPPER HILL ALWAYS WINS!” She spurted out her nonsense so confidently before leaving Xylo’s side and going straight to the middle of the battle. Rubbing her hands together as if she was cold, a pink light slowly came to life before she smashed it against the ground. Pink streams of candy spread out along the surface of her side of the battlefield. Suddenly, the ground of the Arcosian and Mazoku side began to rise a few meters, causing a slope over the Saiyan ground. As Zexama caused this little rise in the ground she dusted her hands off each other before landing behind the soldiers who we fighting so bravely.
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[KP = 1/3]
+1 for no tech use.
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Capper Hofferson
Moderator
PL: 20
Zeni: 61,743
Tag: @sketch
OOC Name: Sketch
Posts: 833 
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Post by Capper Hofferson on Jul 22, 2017 22:41:14 GMT
| TURNING TIDES |
CAPPER'S PL: 20 | GAIN BONUSES: DE BONUS | | MULTIPLIERS: UNKNOWN |
"W...What?" Capper raised his head, trembling in the face of the boiling Mazoku. He was going to live? What- did Xylo plan on torturing him in some weird dungeon now or something?! Breathing quickly and heavily, the boy tried to scurry backwards, but was plucked off the ground by Xylo. 'Stupid, stupid, stupid--! Why did you think this was a good idea?!' Capper's conscious mocked. Thoughts buzzed through his head as he found himself held in the air. A few snarky remarks about how it felt to loose a loved one, plenty of self-loathing, and of course a persistent fear of what the future now held.
...This was not how this was supposed to end.
Xylo's statements only barely registered in a squirming Capper's mind. Tears began to stream once more- Capper knew all too well that this was his fault. "T-Tell me something I don't already know, you lumpy, clumpy clod!" A tearful Capper shouted, still squirming. His eyes opened, wide with fear when the devilish overlord found a fate worse than death for the little saiyan- he wouldn't be peacefully lounging in the afterlife with his family anytime soon. Capper opened his mouth to let out a scream, only for a quick, forced grunt to emerge when a paralyzing pain shot through the base of his tail!
With one final pull, Capper would let out a yell when his tail was yanked from his form, falling to the ground and leaving fresh blood dripping from his rear. Vision quickly blurring, Capper would soon find himself briefly airborne. The tossed technician fell to Xylo's ship fast, splatting against it's hull and rolling down to the ground beside it. Scouter cracked, and his body broken, Capper would cough one last time... He could only wearily wonder what the future had in store for him now.
Whatever it was wasn't pretty, though.
ATTEMPTED DE EXIT - REQUESTING ZENI
UNCONSCIOUS, TAIL LOST, OOZARU REMOVED. EVERYTHING SUCKS, MAN.
OOC NOTES: If Cap's exit is interrupted, please still disclude me from the post order, as he's unconscious. bleh.
This was a fun thread that's gonna send Capper down an awesome route! Short post. When one door closes, another opens.
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Post by Koshu on Jul 23, 2017 17:33:59 GMT
As Koshu charged up his own offense, the battle between the heran and the saiyan suddenly exploded into violence; the blue skinned warrior unleashed a massive green ki blast, and then saiyan instantaneously retaliated with a giant burst of golden ki, rushing towards the heran and unleashing a breathtaking wave of attacks. But afterwords— His golden energy dissipated, and he seemed suspended in mid air for a moment. This was Koshu's chance to strike. Immediately, the dark skinned saiyan pulled his right palm back, snatching the orb that was forming between his fingertips to his waist in preparation. Then, in a single leap, Koshu would burst from the shadows, and throw his orb forwards in a melee palm strike towards Rafar's neck, hopefully connecting with a blow and unleashing an explosion of yellow ki energy that would knock in his wind pipe! If the attack succeeded in injuring his foe to the point of incapacitation, he would immediately proceed into questioning the saiyan on the whereabouts of his targets: the violent armored saiyan, and the conniving saiyan queen.
132% charge unleashed for 47,630 PL!
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Post by Bell on Jul 24, 2017 3:41:40 GMT
Bell cautiously sat behind the broken wall, panting quietly as he listened for the blue-skinned ogre. It was times like these where Bell wished he wasn't able to energy sense, as it just made him all the more nervous when his opponent was finally next to him. Bell knew that he couldn't hesitate however and begun to silently mutter- "one... two.... th-" before being cut off as a hand flew threw the wall, destroying it before wrapping around bell's neck and pulling him through the wall's remains. Bell let out a surprised gag, his eyes wide with both shock and fear as he struggled to escape his opponents hold.
"Tch.. d-damnit!!" Bell yelled frustratingly, kicking and turning at random in order to try and break free of saga shi's grip. In the midst of this struggle, Saga had begun to speak to bell once more, saying- "Give up and i'll let you live". Bell's thrashing momentarily stopped as he slowly turned his head towards saga in an attempt to meet with his gaze. "......What the hell did you just say.....are.. are you telling me to give up...." Bell asked, turning his head back around before starting to let out a few chuckles. "heh...hehe... funny..." he laughed, going silent before suddenly throwing his head back and forth, attempting to slam the back of his head into the ogre's face repeatedly, as well as simultaneously attempting to elbow the ogre in the stomach, as well as just kicking at random, essentially just trashing around again.
[1]"-WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!!!!"
Optional extra text: [1]".... I CANT SURRENDER, ILL LOSE 25% OF MY GAINS!!!!!"
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Post by Gekido on Jul 24, 2017 17:44:34 GMT
The Heran lit up as the Saiyan got ready to power up it seemed. The Ball of energy flew off his hands aimed at the saiyan and it did connect. The man hair had seemed to change but it was not fully yellow. He almost wanted to laugh was this some fake super saiyan. In a flash he regretted taking that single thought as he felt his jaw be nearly shattered with one powerful blow his body flung back into the air. He coughed out a stream of blood surprised that he didn't even see the man move. He was unfocused but he played attention he would be fine as long as he...this thought were once again stopped as an elbow hit the back of his neck. The Heran tried to swing around but he moved with staggering speed away from the Heran. The Heran eyes widened as he felt a sharp pain racing through his neck. He didn't know if the man had broken something but it sure hurt like hell. Each blow was heavy it was clear he had underestimated his prey. The Heran looked down as the man had put his hands together as he formed two beams of energy. Gekido eyes widened as he reached down going for the weights attached to his legs with one arm while the other braced in front of him. The beam raced towards him thoughts racing through his head. Perhaps this was how he'd die in the great battle but no...No this was not it. This was not who he wanted to be slain by. Thought flashed of his battle in hell with the saiyan tulip. The weights attached to his legs slammed into the ground as the Heran was hit dead on. His arm snapped and twisted his body covered by the beam as he slammed into the ground steaming.
The Heran stared into the sky somewhat out of it. He had been hit pretty hard. Allot of his bones had been busted and he couldn't feel anything in his left arm. He didn't doubt the bone had been completely shattered. The man had almost killed him that was for damn sure. If he had not taken off his weights he'd be up there yelling at King Yemma. Even if he was alive he was unsure if he could even move. The Heran grumbled as he heard movement his eyes snapped open as he could see that saiyan from earlier. He could see the saiyan rushing at the now powered down saiyan. The Heran felt blood pulse once more as he sprung up using his Left shoulder to block the strike so it'd not hit the saiyan. The Result would be a mark engraved on his shoulder the heran coughing a fountain of blood. The Heran cocked his head to the side one eye on the saiyan Koshu and the Other on Rafar. "I'll start with you, saiyan." The heran mouth was dripping blood pain wracking his body. He was not however going to go die right now. He could die after but not now in battle. While there was still blood in his body he would fight and he would kill. "You come here trying to kill my prey....trying to take all the glory from me! Who do you think i am?" Gekido would attempt to elbow the saiyan hard enough not to knock him silly but push him away. "Get in my way again and you'll pray Xylo is behind you." He turned his back on the saiyan walking towards Rafar his breath heavy. "I took my training weights just in time sport." HE pulled his arms to side his aura rushing around him once again breathed in with new life. The Heran looked at his left arm which was not being held up. He could not even move it. It was going to get in the way.
"Well I’m bleeding a lot and there so much blood around a little more blood never killed a man." Gekido right arm reached for his left as he began to tug crack so the bone and flesh being heard as the arm was ripped off his body blood spewing everywhere. He would go to any length to win and the arm being damaged as he fought it'd get in the way. He'd rip some of the cloth off his pants wrapping it around the stub of his Left arm. "I only need one arm to kill you anyway!" The Heran rushed up throwing his arm at the Saiyan in hopes the blood spewing from it would blind the saiyan before he sent a couple of blows aimed at his gut. The Heran finally would pull his arm back fully, Blood flying everywhere with each step and attack he made. He was unsure himself how far his body was going to go with him but what he did know was this. He was still breathing he was still alive. He could still fight and he could still kill even if it took all his strength. He refused to be refused of what was his. His Kill, This man was his to slay not anyone else. Until someone killed him he would not stop fighting. He pulled back his right arm throwing a punch aimed at his gut before a green ball of ki rushed off his arm the same attack that Rafar had survived earlier only...4 times stronger! However he didn't aim to kill because well, Xylo might have wanted this one alive. He had to be sure but he would be sure to make it clear he was going to be the one killing him if that what it came down too. The Ball of energy and his fist would attempt to punch right through him so the man would be hanging on Gekido's arm. "This is my Spirit this is my rage this is me. I do not bend or break and this is my fight. Make sure to stay out of my way." His Eyes lingered to Xylo after his attack, "When this one is done what you want to do with him. Dead or alive?" He asked the Namakian lord waiting
Kp:1/3
*Gekido took off his weights before the beam collided so he survived. His Left arm was crippled
*Powerlevel post weight off 810,307/368,305
*Gekido shoulder blocked Koshu incoming attack leaving him even more wounded
*Gekido ripped off his left arm seeing as it was crippled and more of a waste of weight then an asset.
*Threw said left arm to blind Rafar before punching him a few times then using Tyrant's Edge*
Used: N1: Tyrant's Edge for 270102.33 Damage incoming on Rafar to knock him out and wound him by punching a hole in his chest
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Post by Sagi Shi on Jul 24, 2017 21:42:12 GMT
Sagi Shi's arm managed to wrap around his foe, pulling him into a grapple. His opponent struggled but ultimately failed due to the massive difference in power. The ogre's snarky grin slowly began to fade however as he heard his prey speak. The hell was he laughing about? He was in the most vulnerable situation a warrior could be in, what in Yemma's name was going on inside his head? The Ogre narrowed his eyes before seeing the hybrid's head swing towards him. "Agh!" He grit his teeth in pain as his opponents head crashed against him repeatedly. Despite how weak he appeared, he was dealing a good bit of damage to the Oni. His elbow struck his gut a few times, but Sagi Shi didn't let go. No. He merely squeezed.
His arms wrapped around him even tighter, to the point where it might have gotten hard to breathe. "...How dare you...." He hissed, baring his teeth. Blood trickled down his forehead, and seeing the crimson red liquid pour down his face, it really ticked him off. "I warned you, I've given you an offer to live and this is how you repay me?!" Should he still have a grasp on him, he'd raise one arm outwards conjuring up a bunch of strange looking red particles. Moving his wrist towards Bell, whether he was still in his grasp or not, the particles would lunge right at him, piercing his skin and getting into his blood stream. Should it land, he'd be paralyzed while pain coursed through his veins. The Ogre could have just stopped the blood flow right there and killed him if he wanted too, but no, he had different plans to murder his prey. "If you want to die so badly...so be it..." Wrapping his arms around his head, he squeezed tightly applying pressure. "Remember the name of the future king of the after life. Sagi Shi!" And with that, the Ogre yanked his arms in an attempt to snap Bell's neck.
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[UP2] Pained Paralysis fired at Bell! Intent to kill! 6,206 PL.
KP: 1/3
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Post by Rafar on Jul 24, 2017 22:51:17 GMT
Rafar weakly hovered in the air, gasping and breathing hard. The False Super Sayian form took a lot more energy now that he was stronger, and the Sayian simply could not sustain it for longer than a minute or so. Luckily, it seemed to have done the trick, as it seemed that all that was left of the Heran was a huge dust cloud and a rather wide trench. Rafar took the time to take a glance around the battlefield.
The sight was sobering as all he could see in every direction was Sayians and their allies being quickly executed by far more numerous foes. In fact, as he watched, an especially small Sayian was captured, thrown telekinetically through the air through the doorway of Xylo’s ship. There was something….familiar about that Sayian, but it took him a second to place it. It’s Capper! What the hell is he doing here? Last time he had seen the weak Sayian, it was on Earth, with no seeming prospects of returning to Vegeta. Guess he managed to find his way home, good for him I guess.
There was something Rafar wanted to do before going after the kid though, so he reached up to his cracked scouter, quickly tapping through interfaces. “This is Rafar Gorlick. I’m not aligned with the SSE, but I figure you should know that Beppa has fallen, so you might want to send an army here to kill Xylo.” His breathing stabilized, “By the time anyone gets this, I’ll most likely be dead so at least try to kill a few of them for me, ok?” The Sayian, if allowed, would broadcast this through his ship on the selfsame Sayian frequency that he had received Brassica’s distress call from. It was ironic really, but Rafar didn’t much appreciate irony right now.
Suddenly, the idiot he had noticed earlier charging an attack charged at him from his right, a powerful ki orb glowing in his palm. Crap! Rafar tried desperately to claw for a pouch at his side where he held one of Earth’s restoration beans, but before his fingers to so much as twitch, the Heran returned. The brutish warrior blocked the orb with his shoulder. The Sayian sighed mentally, Well I guess that’s it then. If that couldn’t kill him, nothing I can do can. He read the alien’s power again, which now clocked in at around eight hundred thousand. No way I can fight that. He watched as the warrior pushed the dishonorable one out of the way, warning him not to interfere again. He then mentioned training weights, a statement to which Rafar laughed weakly, “I never did have a chance at winning did I? Well, it was a good fight regardless.” The Sayian shook his head, then opened his eyes again to see an arm speeding towards him! His eyes widened, and he managed to dodge it just before the projectile hit him in the eyes. “There are things called senzu beans you know!” Rafar backpedaled to gain some distance, to buy him some time, to do something as the severely injured warrior conjured a green ball of ki, which he proceeded to bury in the Sayian’s gut before he could react.
The crippled Sayian hung loosely off the warrior’s bloodstained arm, coughing up severe amounts of blood. “Y…ou…..win….I…..g…uess,…..never….d…id catch....your….na….me.” He coughed again, seeming to gather strength as the Heran asked his lord a question. “If…y….ou…..are…..goi…..ng to….interr…….ogate me about my species….I ad……..vise y..ou sa…ve yo..ur en….ergy, I’m not alig…..ned wi..th them.” Rafar seemed to be about to say something else, but instead of words, he spat blood in his foe’s face. “I w…ill ret…urn, and next time, y...ou...’ll….be….the…o...ne d....ying.” It was then that his other lung caved in, causing a fit of heaving, bloody coughs and then Rafar, the Sayian deserter, fell silent, skating against the edge of death.
Severely Crippled/Unconscious
Tried to get a distress call off to the SSE
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Post by Lord Xylo on Jul 25, 2017 0:31:07 GMT
The Hoffersons were defeated fully now. Capper's crumpled, unconscious form was the period to that statement. One of the Mazoku Namekians hurried over to Capper's body and carried him into the ship, depositing him in the brig, before hurrying back outside. Xylo turned, focusing on Zexama, who seemed to be trying to cheer him up. She mentioned that the Afterlife could be escaped from, which Xylo was already well-aware of. Before he could respond, she continued, pulling something from her mouth as she mentioned her skill at finding "candy". The device she ripped from her maw was unique; a radar of some kind? The way she spoke of these magic sweets she found sounded like something else. Bringing a planet back was a job for the Dragon Balls. This device could track them down, or so it seemed. The device gave him an idea, but it was something he'd have to pursue when he went home. "Zexama... Are there more of these devices out there?" Zexama ran off before he even posed his question, assaulting the last group of Mazoku and Saiyans that were skirmishing. Her magic morphed the battlefield, and put an end to that last brawl. As the last Saiyan fell unconscious, the crowd of Mazoku and Arcosian Armies let out a proud warcry. They'd reclaimed Beppa! The Mazoku Lord sighed, and smiled weakly. In a way, his son definitely proved himself. Without the boy, this battle would still be going. Despite that, there was one last skirmish going down. Gekido and Rafar had just finished their bout, with Gekido down one arm, and Rafar without his chest. Despite his injuries, Gekido was still standing, though just barely. He turned to Xylo, requesting permission to finish the Saiyan off. The Mazoku rolled his eyes, and scoffed. "Do what you want. Just don't bleed out, you damn fool." Sagi Shi was also dealing with a threat, but one much less threatening. He was squeezing the life out of some Saiyan-Heran amalgam, and it seemed he was nearly finished. His boastful claims as he smashed this poor boy's soul intrigued Xylo. Conquering the Afterlife seemed like a task too tall for any mortal, even one who just so happened to be an Ogre. There were deities out there that had unfathomable power, or so the legends said. Xylo would never dare. Koshu was the only other fighter of note still here. His allegiance was still unknown, but Xylo's interest in Beppa was waning. The losses it'd thrust upon him put a sour taste on his tongue. Perhaps letting its fate rest in another warrior's hands was for the best. "You. Volcanic one. Your people are natives to this land, correct? Consider yourself ruler of this magma-infested rock.""My lord! Xylo turned, watching one of his men walk up. The Namekian soldier was wounded, but still standing. He bowed to his King, before standing his full height to speak his concerns. "It is not my place to speak out of turn, but are you sure this man is the best for the job? We do not even know his name! He could be working for the Solar Empire!" "Our goal today was to reclaim Beppa from the Solar Empire. If this man was wronged by the Solar Empire dogs as he says he was, then I have no reason to believe him to be a poor choice." The Namekian King turned to Koshu, and narrowed his eyes. "All I ask is that you take care of all of your subjects, and if a threat appears that you cannot handle, you contact me. This place will stay under my protection, but you will command the army here. Is that agreeable with you, or shall I place another as protector of this place?"
Xylo:
KP: 1/3
+1 KP for no tech use.
Offering Koshu a position in the Mazoku Dominion as ruler of Beppa.
Current PL: 10,641,280
Sealed Ball:
PL: 202,068
Sealed Ball gains 9,622 PL from Koshu's UP2
Sealed Ball gains 8,812 PL from Gekido's N1!
Sealed Ball gains 3,762 PL from Sagi Shi's UP2!
New PL: 224,264
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Post by Koshu on Jul 27, 2017 21:43:47 GMT
Koshu rushed in instantaneously, his arm stretched back with the powerful bomb in his right hand. Just as he reeled back and pushed forwards to detonate the ki blast, the already damaged heran jumped in the way, blocking the blast with his shoulder. The orb erupted violently, sending the heran reeling forwards.
Immediately, Koshu's eyes widened in shock. The heran had to be psychotic.
The dark skinned saiyan backpedaled instantaneously, reversing his momentum with a single tip of his boot on the ground. Before the heran could get in another word, Koshu had bounded back several meters, and then darted off to the sidelines.
The combat was brutal, and yet it looked by all means as if the green king's armies were overwhelming the saiyan forces. Koshu remained perfectly still, his darting pupils taking in various scenes. The heran raging in battle. What looked to be a brenchian, locked in combat. And then, a hand on his own shoulder.
Koshu flinched violently and whirled around to see Papri, joined by Eppe at his side. "You two—" He began suddenly, "Tch. Well, I suppose the fighting's almost over now."
"The mazoku forces are admirable. Our men couldn't hold the outpost for half as long as this."
"We still need to speak to their king." Koshu grunted shortly, taking a few steps forwards out of the shadows. The young dark skinned saiyan and the battle commander followed.
At this very moment, Xylo turned around, catching the short beppan saiyan in his sights. Koshu's scars ached.
The proclamation was abrupt and decisive. The King's attendant seemed distressed.
"The volcanoes will smile upon you for your assistance to the rightful regime," Papri said suddenly, interrupting the king's attendant.
"No solar legionnaire will set foot on our planet without retribution," Koshu promised shortly. Eppe looked up at the fifty something saiyan and then immediately glanced away. The cold ire burning in his eyes was almost painful to look at.
Koshu stepped forwards, his expression frozen in worn determination. "My people have been kicked in the mud by the Saiyan and Arcosian empires alike." Koshu's pride ached: "Without your forces, there is no hold on Beppa. My soldiers were decimated in a riot months ago, and we need continued manpower as we recuperate. We will remain in contact for as long as your men support us, and in case of emergency."
Papri was taken aback by the sudden authority Koshu slipped into, almost naturally. And yet, signs had pointed towards it for months now, both domestically and in terms of external affairs.
"I am Koshu, king of the Beppan Saiyans. This 'magma-infested-rock' is the home of the true saiyan race. I have some shamans who would love to tell you all about it when you return."
Papri turned to his left. "Domay!"
Several soldiers leapt from the shadows, landing one by one beside the group of dark skinned saiyans.
"For now, we'll help you clean up the trash."
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Post by Bell on Jul 29, 2017 5:38:10 GMT
Seems a bit dramatic but oh well
"How dare you.."....Those were the first words the blue ogre had spoken after Bell's thrashing, they left an ominous feeling looming within him. He let up his thrashing and begun to listen to the ogre speak, mentioning something about an offer, to which Bell quietly interrupted, saying- "Fuck your offer....." before going silent once again. Following after that statement, The ogre had lifted up one of his palms and had begun gathering red aura in it. Suddenly, Bell's mood changed entirely. He became increasingly nervous as the hand which held the red aura approached him, sweat beads appearing throughout his face. As it approached, he'd begun to trash once again, until the red aura finally struck him, sending a massive amount of pain coursing through his body.
"AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Bell yelled, letting a bloodcurdling scream out as the energy entered his body. This was not how bell wished to die, not by some weak attack like this, and certainly not by the hands of some "king of the afterlife" wannabe. Bell urged his body to move, his body disobeying fervently. "Move...." He thought, trying to urge his body to move. "....MOVE!!!!!!!" he yelled internally, his body almost at the peak of what it could take. With that last ditch effort to move however, something strange had happened. A strange aura begun to envelop Bell, its appearance jagged and rough. This all happened as the ogre attempted to hurl the final blow at Bell, the snapping of his neck.
"move goddammit... I... SAID!!.. MOOOOVE!!!!!"
-Bell yelled, His ki becoming even more jagged and rough, and his movement free'd up as his power skyrocketed. he then felt a sudden tugging nagging at his neck. at first, it was a very powerful tugging, something capable of choking bell to death, but over the course of a few seconds, its strength faded, as did the pain he was feeling from the ogre's earlier attack (though alot of its damage was still present). Bell turned his head slightly, his eyes red with a furious anger as he looked at the blue ogre, ignoring what little pain remained- "king of the afterlife huh?.. thats what you said you were gonna be right?... WELL THEN... I'D BE HAPPY TO SEND YOU THERE MYSELF!!!!!!" Bell yelled, attempting to send an elbow into the ogre's stomach, followed by another to the face, and finally a flurry of punches onto the ogre's body followed by a kick attempting to knock sagi away should bell have been able to turn around (meaning had he gotten off the first two elbows).
Actions : attempting to send a flurry of non kp attacks at sagi, resulting in him being knocked away from Bell.
Hidden Potential Used - X4 boost (plus x1 form heran traits)
3816 x 5 = {19080} (New PL for one turn)
6206 (the ki attack power) is around 33% of 19080 (my current pl), so mild but significant damage i guess.
This is probably prone to editing, so if there's anything that needs to be changed, message me.
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Post by Gekido on Jul 29, 2017 6:21:19 GMT
His Fist punched straight through the saiyans chest his gaze widening his mouth stretching out with glee. He began to laugh like a mad man blood dripping from the bandages of his missing left arm. The battle was ending but not for him. He could see only see and feel madness. He could smell the blood of those all bleeding out around him including himself. He keep laughing and laughing his cackle echoing the battle field. He smiled as the saiyan spoke telling him what he wanted to hear. Next time he'd kill him, "No no you can't die yet." Gekido said laughing, "The Greatest battles must be fought on and on. You are an amazing warrior...oh who am i kidding." Gekido said giving off a devilish smirk, "I have a job to do and your not the one i want to slaughter. Your not the one who has my blood boiling for a fight. You were just a stepping stool this battle is all to defeat that one woman." His eyes locked with the dying saiyan a deadly seriousness in his voice. Before he seemed to be more joking around but now he was reveling everything. Emotions bubling exictment and happiness. Defeating Rafar had only brought him closer to reaching new heights. Soon he'd be able to fight that woman, Tulip. That Woman had given him the fight he wanted but he needed to see her true strength. It was what he wanted he wanted more then anything. The only Fighter that could give him the fight he had dreamed of. She had the same fire as he did, She was his soulmate. Not in a romantic way but there fates were entangles with one another in his diluted mind .Entangles to have a fight that would be known throughout the ages. A Fight that would surpass any fight, and be known for ages beyond either of there deaths. Until he had that fight he'd make sure to grow stronger and stronger.
He had noticed that the saiyan wanted to send a message from earlier. He wondered what that could of been for. He'd reach for the scouter looking at the device confused, "Oh i like it might as well keep it." He said putting the device to his face as he dropped rafar to the ground. He smiled speaking into the channel Rafar had spoken into, "I Gekido, Slayer of Rafar got something to say to the lot of you. Were coming and when we get there i'd get ready to shit myself." Gekido said tapping the scouter off as he keep laughing before suddenly stomping and stepping right on the skull of the saiyan crushing it with ease unless someone would stop his steeping motion. If no one did he'd cave the saiyan skull in before turning to Xylo, "I got a cool new toy and since you got that tail fetish." He'd reach for Rafar Tail and pull it clean off. He'd Throw the tail towards Xylo, "Sorry i can't go deliver it to you i need to use my only arm to pick well..my other arm." Gekido said as his eyes wandered the battle field.
Everything seemed to be over expect for two things. First Xylo made That brown saiyan the boss of Beppa. He sneered, though he didn't question it. Xylo probley knew what was best plus he was not a political guy. He just killed people and most of the time he did a good job in that job. The second thing was the blue gremlin. He seemed to be giving the ogre a hard time. Seeing as they had basically won the battle and there no one to fight his attention fixed on the two. He smirked the heran raising his right arm ki surging to life. "If there is a battle and there still meat on that plate i take it. You take mine i kill you, but if i take yours you will know your place on the battle field, on this field i only see one man who gets to eat before i do." His eyes looked at Xylo quickly. Xylo was the only one here to his knowledge who was stronger then him. Therefore Xylo was the only one in his eyes who could kill people or stop him from killing. After all he'd like his head on his shoulders. The Work under Xylo did have its benefits. He got to kill as long as it was the foes of the Mazoku Domian. "I'm ready to head home so i hope you like Fried Turkey Ogre!" He cackled as a beam flew off his hands aimed at Sagi shi it seemed at first the beam heading towards his location but as it got close it curved slightly aimed at the small Heran hybrid Bell. If the Beam connected it'd turn the boy into Ash as The Heran Cackled standing over the body of Rafar waiting to see how things would play out.
*Gekido Switch target with the defeated and dying Rafar*
*First he tries to step and crush Rafar skull*
*He is going to fire an N1: Tyrant's Edge for 270102.33 aimed to turn Bell into ash*
Kp:0/3
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Post by Sagi Shi on Jul 29, 2017 10:01:44 GMT
"W-What...?" Sagi Shi's muscles tensed as he tried to snap the squirt's neck, but he just wasn't budging...! His eyes widened as he felt his power surge, passing his power tremendously! Of course, he was holding back, his training gear still on, but this was really a surprise! Where the hell did he get so much power from?! He stared down at Bell, still processing what the hell was going on, only to feel something strike his gut. "Guh!" He coughed, sputtering a bit and letting go of his grip before a punch to the face sent him flying back.
It didn't stop there however. Bell was still keeping close, throwing a flurry of blows left and right at the Oni! Sagi Shi struggled to keep up, blocking a few but for the most part, unable to stop any of his attacks! His eye's widened seeing the midgets foot soar right towards him. Sagi Shi ducked and whirred back a few feet to keep his distance. He was bruised and cut up a bit, panting just slightly. And boy did he look furious. Sagi Shi was definitely a strategist and a smart thinker, but when he gets outplayed and begins to lose his cool, he's no different than any other barbaric imbecile out there. "Why...you little...!" He hissed, clenching his fists tightly. His head whirred around, seeing a large energy wave soar towards the pair, and it looked like that Heran shot the blast himself!
Sagi Shi wasn't really a man of pride and honor, but dignity? Who didn't care about that? Someone stepping in because he couldn't finish off a midget?! "MIND YOUR DAMN BUSINESS, HERAN!" He snarled, spinning around, his back facing the blast. Sagi Shi knew that if Xylo didn't want him dead, he'd stop the blast himself. Sure, this was the dumbest thing anyone could do, and even something that anyone who knew the Ogre well wouldn't see him doing this. But fueled with rage, he wasn't thinking very clearly. Raising his hand, the same attack from earlier began to emerge. A red aura accompanied by particles floating beside his arm slowly began to form. While weaker then the last, he doubted that Bell had enough energy to stop this one. "DIE!" He threw his arm towards Bell, the red particles soaring towards him and right towards his heart. If it hit and got deep enough, it'd pierce it, ending his life.
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N1 Pained Paralysis Used against Bell. 3,039 PL aimed at his heart.
Sagi Shi jumped in front of Gekido's blasts path. If it isn't stopped, well, he'll be dead.
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