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Post by Samba on Jul 19, 2017 16:43:11 GMT
| The Gemini Cluster Takeover [DE] |SAMBA'S BASE PL: 238,545
SAMBA'S CURRENT PL: 3,816,720 |
| GAIN BONUSES: DE | | PL MULTIPLIERS: BASHKAR (x16P) |
Closer and closer he was approaching his destination, and as the distance became smaller and smaller, he could feel their energies more clearly. In the distance, he could see and feel what seemed like a greatly concentrated miasma of evil energy take form in the clouds above, a blood-curdling scream soon following as the energy escalated and took shape, becoming something vile and wrong to his attuned senses.
His eyes easily caught the shape that fell from the clouds above, and he almost winced at the sight of it. It was entirely demonic in nature, its sight the stuff that only your nightmares could produce in the darkest reaches of the mind and bring it to life. 'So this is one of Xylo's men, his Mazoku Dominion?' While the creature's energy wasn't even close to his own it still brought a sense of respect inside the Zoan... and a small feeling of dread that he suppressed and shoved back inside his mind.
Another energy seemed to fluctuate and rise, but not by a tremendous amount like the Demon from before. His eyes locked onto it and he couldn't help the bead of sweat that trailed down the side of his face. It was Gogmagog, the strange being that he met back on Namek was standing tall and defiant against that still rising energy he could feel. While his power was completely dwarfed by everyone standing here, of which he could count a small green-skinned midget, an Arcosian, and a female Saiyan, Gogmagog still refused to back down against adversity.
'I gotta hand it to him, though. He certainly has balls of steel.' He withheld from snorting as his eyes finally found the cause of all this ruckus. Even if he wanted to, not that he was making that much of a job to stop it, he couldn't stop the snarl that builds up from deep within his chest as his lips peeled back, rows upon rows of sharp teeth ready to rend flesh apart glinting in the sunlight as his vision locked upon the Super Saiyan threatening everyone present with his charged energy.
'There you are...'
His entrance was probably felt by everyone now that he was close, the aura that surrounded the Zoan dropped as he floated down until he stood between the two groups, acting like some sort of mediator or referee for the match that was about to take place. Yet he didn't give the group behind him a glance beside a small twist of his head to keep them in his sight, not trusting them to not attack him all of the sudden, as he was busy keeping most of his attention on the Super Saiyan in front of him.
His energy was still suppressed, so everyone would probably wonder what was this Wolfman thinking by coming here, let alone what he was doing here all of the sudden. The only ones that might have an inkling on his person would be Gogmagog, yet the strange quirky creature hasn't felt his true strength back on Namek so he was still left in the shadows.
He stared at the Super Saiyan with a hate-filled glare, fists hanging by his side and hackles slightly rising with his current mood, though strangely a placid smile formed upon his features, yet his eyes retained the hate that was blazing deep inside. "Hello! My name is Samba, an Earthling, and a member of the Galactic Patrol. You killed helpless innocents. Prepare to die."
Now that the introductions were done with, the Zoan finally stopped suppressing his power and let his true strength shine forth. Immediately the ground seemed to quake slightly as his power rose, little by little until it eclipsed even the strongest battler in the clearing, wisps of bluish-white energy licked at his shoulder as his power reached a crescendo and finally stopped rising.
"I'm only going to say this once..." Bringing a hand up, he made a 'bring it' motion towards Purika. "Give it your all and come with the intent to kill. Because otherwise, you're not going to stand a chance."
TAGS: Dantalion gogmagog Kaile Ais Basil Purika
OOC NOTES: If Applicable
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Post by Ais on Jul 19, 2017 19:08:28 GMT
Ais looked on at the Super Saiyan, ignoring practically everything else. He thought he heard Dantalion mention something about a "Code Goldilocks." What that was, Ais had no clue even though his demon friend spoke like he should know what to do. It probably referred to the Super Saiyan in front of them, if the Arcosian had to make a guess. Then Ais got a sense as to what Code Golidlocks meant to do. The Changeling felt the demon's power rise dramatically as he transformed into something straight out of a nightmare. 'What incredible power... it seems you've been training, my friend. But it still won't be enough for this Super Saiyan. Even if we all teamed up. No, we need something else...' Speaking of that Super Saiyan, he and Ais were in the middle of a rather infuriating conversation. At the mention of how they would be a waste of their leaders' time, Ais scowled, growling at the Super Saiyan as he narrowed his eyes. This lasted for only a moment, though, as the Changeling lord regained his composure. He smirked at the golden-haired Saiyan, shrugging him off.
"Well then, they must feel that you have time that is worth wasting. What does that say about you, I wonder? I swear, people don't respect real power nowadays." Ais's smirk grew. He knew what he was going to do. He wasn't going to fight this Super Saiyan. He'd dust off an even older skill set of his. "Look at you out here in backwater space, flicking away an invasion of ants." Ais walked back and forth in front of the Saiyan, his hands behind his back. "Say, I didn't see you during the invasion of Arcose. Your power could have been of real use there. Maybe with your strength, they might have won. A pity they were so short-sighted." Ais shrugged. "Even now, there are places where your strength would be better used." As the Changeling was trying to put on his charms, he finally sensed it. He thought the Saiyaness was full of it when she spoke of yet another power arriving, but now he felt it. As the wolf-man descended, Ais wondered what he could possibly do to help. He wouldn't have to wonder much longer, however.
The strange creature gave the Super Saiyan before them a smile before introducing himself as Samba of the Galactic Patrol. An Earthling too. Ais had never been to Earth before, but he had a fondness for their culture; especially their food. Ais had decided long ago that should his father's Empire stretch to the Earth, it would be left intact. It was far too valuable to pillage or destroy. Ais would never destroy a good cherry pie, and if he were to destroy the Earth, well, there would be no more cherry pies. So no matter what, Ais wouldn't destroy the little blue marble. Ever. Ais's thoughts on Earth food were interrupted when the wolf-man indicated to the Super Saiyan that he was going to die, his power rising to great heights! Even the Purika didn't stand a chance. Ais chuckled to himself. "Well, so much for my plan. Though, I must say, I prefer this one." He wasn't sure if Samba was on their side or not, but he certainly wasn't an enemy as of yet.
That reminded the Changeling... he thought he heard Samba mention something about killing innocents. They killed a few of those. Another drop of sweat formed on Ais's brow. 'Damn it.' He turned and approached the group, then whispered to his comrades. "Let's, uh... do a little clean-up, yeah?" Ais jerked his head towards the bodies of the fallen soldiers before floating off and picking up the soldier he had nearly split in two. "Sorry, good sir. Shouldn't have gotten in my way. But that's all water under the bridge now." Ais took some of the rubble around and piled it on top of the body. "As an apology, i'll even give you a burial. See? I'm a nice guy." The Changeling rambled to the corpse nervously, keeping an eye on Samba and Purika so that he could make sure the wolf -man didn't get an inkling as to what he was up to.
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Post by Samba on Jul 19, 2017 21:32:31 GMT
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Post by Kaile on Jul 19, 2017 22:48:27 GMT
 i dare for you to tell me “please don't cry” @tagged Kaile listened to Dant as he spoke, she definitely wanted to see this Xylo now. He seemed excited about her potential mercenary help, though Xylo seemed a bit difficult to contact at the moment apparently "Well I'll stay in touch for when you can get a meeting for me with this Xylo, after all we both seem to hate the Saiya-jin Solar Empire an equal amount." It was then that it seemed everyone's attention turned to the blind dog that now tried to 'display' his power, Kaile was not impressed. She had literally fought against beings more than twice his strength, he didn't scare her. But still she had no intention of fighting, No no. Well, not until the other arrived. He made a small quip towards the man and as her scouter honed in a visible expression as her eyes widened was visibly seen on Kaile's face as his Power Level began spiking rapidly, but it was quickly dissipated and turned into a smirk and a soft chuckle as it reached it's peak "3,816,720, It damn near doubles that of this blind dogs own..." She shook her head and sighed softly as she walked over towards the newcomer that had arrived. "Well it seems everyone is fighting, It would be a mistake for a proud Saiya-jin Princess to stand on the back lines and not join in on the fight." As she finished her statement she now stood side-by-side with Samba, she was almost as tall as the dog-like creature "If your intent is to destroy this blind dog, no pun intended, then I shall aid you as best I can." Ki balls began forming at each of her palms. The left one a deep crimson red, the right one a dark purple. "Just keep him away for a little while would ya?" She whispered softly to Samba. Kaile was joining the fight, And she was going to show this blind puppy why the Saiya-jin Solar Empire was dead... Why it was going to be overthrown. Kaile's ties to the Saiya-jin Solar Empire, as few as there were, could easily be seen as severed at this point as her intent now was for this attack, whatever it was, to be charged to it's fullest and aimed to make this blind dog vanish from existence. Techniques Used:
Final Flash Cannon[MP3] Charging 100% (16118) -> 200% (32236)
>>>>>>Final Flash Cannon[MP3] - Bringing both hands back in a claw-shape on opposite sides of each other, a large red hued glow begins to emanate from the user growing in size rapidly when charged. The left ball of energy is a large red orb, whilst the right one is a large purple orb. The user launches the attack by bringing both hands together, similar to Final Flash causing the two energies to swirl together and make a kaleidoscope of Red and Purple hues.
[ WORDS 000 | THREAD 000 | KI REMAINING 3/3 | Current Power Level 16118 ]
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Post by Basil on Jul 20, 2017 23:43:13 GMT
Basil was at a loss of what to do. His mouth was still open, jaw hung slack at the sudden arrival of this massively powerful Saiyan. Saiyans he could handle, but Goldilocks here was something else entirely. The Makyan wasn't even capable of sensing energy, but he could still feel almost like the air itself was weighing down on him, dragging down on his shoulders and begging him to kiss the dirt. He kept his feet firmly planted, and took a quick look around to get an idea of how they were about to handle this sudden change of plans! Most were standing defiant in the face of the Super Saiyan, and Basil was no coward! After seeing the giant, arguably the weakest reading here, get ready for battle, Basil knew he was in too deep to even think about backing down. He watched as Dantallion twisted and contorted and mutated into his grotesque, painful, and sickening-looking transformation which skyrocketed his power output eight-fold. Dammit! If only Basil could do the same thing, maybe they stood a chance against this jerk! As dust billowed out from the Saiyan's golden aura and pelted the little demon, he made his choice; and with that, he made his stand. His dark teal aura flared up around his body, his hair billowing against his own energy's rising pressure. Digging deep as he could dig, he could summon up one ace in the hole he'd never, ever used before. His eyes flashed red, his pupils leaving faint trails of red light behind with his head's movement. He'd entered the state he called his ''Zone''. multiplying his energy's potency by three. Afterward, he'd raise his hand and perform something he'd never done before. The Dread Zone Duster. A mystery even to him, and a self-taught technique from prying into an ancient ruined tome of his people's history, albeit with pages frayed, torn, missing, or otherwise. He'd gathered enough knowledge to teach himself to call upon this ''Dread Zone'', a realm of terribly dark energy that for some reason was always very eager, and very hungry. Red and black fragments of chi dust began to swirl around his hand, before lighting it aflame with tongues of the same color. He'd then grasp the flame tightly, the edges leaking out from the sides of his fist as he held it high above his head. His energy began rising at an alarming rate! As he continued to focus, the stranger the lady Saiyan mentioned made landfall; his energy, sadly, was a joke. Who did this guy think he was!? He might be good to eat an attack...maybe. At least it would give them an opportunity to fire back and try and match the Saiyan's huge energy! His jaw would go slack once more however when the zoanthrope dropped his trick, revealing that alone he was even stronger than the Super Saiyan! They had a chance after all! He would cast his gaze over to Dantallion and nod, those tracers of light following his eyes before vanishing as quickly as they came. He was ready to let loose the artillery on Dantallion's command, and he'd keep feeding his Dread Zone trump card energy until then!
Basil entered Demonic Will!
New PL: 185,688!
Demonic Ability Used, here comes the Dread Zone Duster!
Charging at +x5, for a total of +x8 from Basil's base state!
Current Charge: 495,168! |
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Post by Dantalion on Jul 21, 2017 9:06:04 GMT
The ball grew slightly larger, elevating in size now touching between the disjointed curled ram horns. He finally touched the ground, the thrones of black dissipating as he took his first cloven steps onto the ground. He had used this form one other time, and that time left him in a pile of garbage never allowing him to touch the ground. For a few seconds he acclimated, the curved hoofprints planted into the ground as he took his defiant stance, spear held aloft in one hand behind his back while his other hand opened in a palm. "I dunno Gog. I'm thinking we might have to fight to our last." His words were harsh and stoic, he just wanted to get out of this alive, and if he couldn't get out alive he just wanted his ticket to heaven.
Purika spoke up, making demands he wanted to say he was in no position to make, but that would be a grave lie on his half. "I would sooner die than surrender to a Saiyan. I didn't do it for Vennel or Kaza." His slanted eyes sharpened and narrowed, glaring daggers at the man who was in this new form was less than half his size. If anything he stood out like a sore thumb, fourteen feet in height he was struggling to even see Basil from this high up. "So the hell makes you think I would do it for some Goldilocks like you?" He took his first step forward, digging deep into the ground in some vain attempt to keep himself from falling over if he decided to strike out at him.
So far, things were dire. Him, Gogmagog, Basil and Kaile had all transformed to their max and as far as he was willing to guess, they weren't going to be registering as a threat. So, in short, this Wolfman better be their saviour in fur or else they were going to be in for a bad night. Which in truth, it soon turned out specifically he was. Sure he saved them from the threat of Goldilocks, but he was Galactic Patrol and if he recalled correctly he was still wanted by them for the suicide of his stand-in family but for now he had to push it to the side, he didn't even look like his bounty in this form so if he was lucky he wouldn't have to resort to running away real fast. Okay, Ais. His words spoke out to the entire Mazoku and as far as he was concerned new employee Kaile. Don't bother cleaning up bodies. Worry about going all out. This Galactic Patrol man could turn on us at any second. Of course, he doubted the Galactic Patrol would do it, this was his own back he was saving. Ais, Basil, Kaile and Gogmagog would be his backup if this man decided to turn around and bite his head off for being on the bounty board, though most unbeknown to him he was an unknown in the Galactic Patrol, never updated beyond his one-star ranking.
He watched as Kaile moved up, standing by the side of Samba, he didn't do any such thing, his hide was on the line and decided to stay a few feet back. He had a good enough view, Samba and Kaile at one side, Purika on the other. Slowly his own personal unintentional meatshield was forming, no Mazoku either which meant that things were shaping up far nicer than he expected, though the loss of the mercenary was a minor blow, it was nowhere near as monumental as his own passing. He had paperwork to do and if he died now he doubted Yemma would send his ass to Heaven.
Finally came Basil, he had an inkling of an idea as to how to work as a team, charging up his own move in preparation of their own defiance. He opened up a mental link between himself, Gogmagog, Basil and Ais since it seemed that Kaile already had the right idea in mind. Good idea Basil. Everyone, begin charging up your strongest attacks. If things go south. He paused his mental link, severing it for a few seconds before realising how almost certain he was things were going to go just that damnable way, Well I don't want to die today. He continued as he continued to do so, the ball shifting and gorging itself ever so slightly as it began to shift past even his horns in its gluttonous growth.
Basil | @izangi | Samba | Ais | gogmagog | Purika Demonic Custom Charging - Covetous Call Currentl PL - 2,343,744
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Post by gogmagog on Jul 23, 2017 3:45:49 GMT
|The Gemini Cluster Takeover|Gogmagog's Base PL: 2,125 Gogmagog's Current PL: 6,375 Gain Bonuses: DE | PL Multipliers: Demonic Will x3
All four of Gogmagog's hands clenched and unfolded back into their open form, every now and then a knuckle racking on one of the four arms. All he could do is stare at everyone around him as their powerlevels dwarfed his. But that wouldn't mean he'd not fight. "They don't have time to waste on weaklings like you". Gogmagog's head cocked to the side as this taunt was shot his way. "We is gon' see who is weak, after we is eatin' on your 'ead juice!" Gog shouted back as he whacked his fist against his chest.
There was a wise saying that, if Gogmagog knew it, would be echoing around his head. "If your gonna be dumb, you gotta be tough." Sadly for Gog, he was neither and perhaps shouting back to the man that could kill him with a flick of his wrist wasn't the greatest idea. Slowly a rather hairy creature descended between the group. There certainly was something familiar about this creature that placed itself in the middle. Gogmagog hadn't really met many lifeforms to be worth remembering but he was sure he'd remembered this one from something. The Great Portal! That was why he remembered the hairy creature. Gog believed that the suns were a portal to the demon realm, and he was certain he'd seen Samba fall from one once before. Although last time they met Sambas power level was a lot closer to Gogmagog's than it was now. "Me is know this un. He is fall from the Great Por'al before." That'd explain how he was so powerful all of a sudden! Not because he was merely pressuring his PL the first time they met, but because since then Samba had found a way to steal power away from the Great Portal and out of the Demon Realm. Gogmagog made a small mental note to ask him how he was doing that once they won this fight.
"I dunno Gog. I'm thinking we might have to fight to our last." There we go, Gogmagog had confirmation that he could fight. A smile so horrid it'd make a grown man cry, spread across Gogmagog's face. "Don' worry Dant me is gon' protect ya."
Gogmagog's breathing began to settle into a deep rythmic cycle, slowly inhaling through his nose, then blowing the air from his mouth making an irritating "prrrrrt" sound with each exhale. The deep blue Ki appeared once more, curling around the demons right hand. Behind him that hand was copied with Ki. The air fizzled and cracked, the sounds of green leaves being thrown in the fire. At first the fist was the same size as Gog's fist, but now more Ki began to flow into it enlarging the fist. The Demons hand began to shake as the power around it grew. Gogmagog was charging his Demonic Custom.
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Post by Purika on Jul 23, 2017 6:03:28 GMT
Purika frowned for a second. They refused to surrender. Shortly after, Purika's frown turned into a smirk. That'd make it even funner for him. Just as he was about to get ready to fire his attack, he sensed another presence approaching. Purika's eyes locked onto the incoming being as it landed on the ground, appearing to be a zoan from Earth. The statement he gave after arrival made him chuckle.
"And im sure everyone else here has. And just so you know..." Purika's aura flared around him, raging even more than before. "It's not going to be that easy to kill me." The golden light he was radiating shined across the ground. Then, the zoans full power was unleashed. Purika laughed. "That's impressive." The zoan stated another statement and Purika's grin widened. "You best believe I will." Purika looked around, everyone began charging their attacks.
That didn't scare him. Then some SSE Soldiers started showing up, along with some spectating civilians. The civilians cheered the Empire on, but some were grieving over the family members they lost to the invaders. Maybe the soldiers could keep the others occupied while Purika was fighting the zoan. The soldiers moved in and attempted to attack the new invaders, along with some fairly strong locals.
Purika knew he was most likely going to die, so he was going to give one report before he did. His mind reached out for Shemha, having telepathically conversed with her. Then he linked with her mind. "Shemha , The Brenchian Gemini is being invaded by the Mazoku Dominion with the aid of some zoan from earth by the name of Samba from the Galactic Patrol. I'll most likely be dead after this, but if I do die, I will return as fast as I can."
Then, he detached the link with her mind. Purika watched as the traitor to the Empire walked beside the zoan. He planned on killing her as well, everyone here to be exact. Even if he had to die trying. But he should focus on the main target first, but if he couldn't take him down, he planned on just killing the others. Here I go... Purika's energy channeled into his fist, the golden hue that radiated form him only shining around his arm now.
Taking one step forward, he shot straight for the zoan. Implanting his feet in the ground, his fist shot straight for the zoan. He wanted to splatter his brains. And as for the female beside him... he attempted to KO her, but with less power.. Weaker people took less power.
[MP3] Martial Arts [300%] Used
DMG:5,818,392
Attempting to blow Samba's brains out.
OOC: Hey, Samba, Purika isn't making any noise while hes charging. He's doing it internally with a technique. Brought this up because of something that was in your last post.
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Post by Samba on Jul 25, 2017 20:01:29 GMT
| The Gemini Cluster Takeover [DE] |SAMBA'S BASE PL: 238,545
SAMBA'S CURRENT PL: 3,816,720 |
| GAIN BONUSES: DE | | PL MULTIPLIERS: BASHKAR (x16P) |
Almost everyone seemed to be walking on eggshells after he arrived, more so the Demon that had transformed into that nightmarish form, he could feel the cautious stare being sent his way behind his back but he refused to steer his gaze away from his 'prey'. The Saiyan kept charging his attack, a cocky smirk on his features, typical Saiyan pride. Even so, a feral grin stretched across his muzzle, almost making him look deranged. "Oh, I'm counting on it." After all, why finish it all so soon when he barely got here? But he wasn't stupid, the moment he saw an opportunity to take out Purika he'd take it with both hands.
A female voice filtered through his thoughts, blinking his eyes he looked slightly to the side and a little below, staring down at the rather familiar visage of a female Saiyan he had seen from some pictures in the Galactic Patrol files. His brow rose almost to the top of his head; the sight of Kaile, Saiyan Princess, and sister of the Ex-Queen Zucceta herself.
Immediately, a slew of emotions almost slammed him right in the face. Here she was, the sister of the one that had called out for the invasion of Earth and brought with it all his pain and misery. Right here, right now, he could install the same amount of sorrow and pain he had felt to Zucceta in one fell swoop and she'd be powerless to stop him. His mind told him to slash her throat open and watch her blood pool across the sands of this planet, and yet his heart howled at him that this wasn't the correct path and that it'd only make him as worse as those that took away his family almost two years ago.
Silently, he lifted a trembling hand and laid it on her diminutive shoulder, giving it a firm squeeze as he grinned. "Just make sure to stand beside me and nothing shall happen to you." He said firmly, a heavy weight hanging onto his words as the battle being fought inside his soul was put to rest... for the moment.
He'd deal with his own demons after he took care of quite the pest.
Retrieving his hand from her shoulder, the Zoanthrope looked back at Purika, and just in the right time as the Saiyan seemed finally done with charging his attack, cloaking all that energy in one of his hands and dashed straight for him with a punch at the ready!
Half-lidded eyes watched almost bored as Purika barreled straight for him, that fist coming right for his face, and he wasn't scared to admit that his life flashed very briefly before his eyes... but then he casually tilted his body to the side, letting that empowered punch fly right past him without so much as merely ruffling his fur a bit.
Seeing the Saiyan make a move for his charge, he acted quickly by blocking that attack with the palm of his hand, and should Purika not be fast enough he'd attempt to grab it in a crushingly tight grip that was strong enough to crush the bones of normal beings.
"Don't get cocky..." He snarled at the Saiyan with a hate filled stare right before giving out a roar.
"ORA!" Successful or not in having grabbed Purika's hand, and with the speed of a lightning strike, his fists would lash out with tremendous speed as he'd aim to deliver a barrage of blows to Purika's body, all the while giving out that same cry with every blow that he send the Saiyan's way.
Finally, he aimed to finish with a double palm strike right at Purika's stomach to drive the air from his lungs and sending him flying away a few feet should it connect.
TAGS: Dantalion gogmagog Kaile Ais Basil Purika
OOC NOTES: ++[SU2] Crescent Moon Mirage used.
EVADE: 7,633,440 v 5,818,392 = Attack succeesfully dodged.
+[N1] Ashura Dream Fist used.
DMG: 1,259,518
KP: 0/0
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Post by Kaile on Jul 29, 2017 20:57:45 GMT
i dare for you to tell me “please don't cry” @tagged Kaile studied everything that was starting to happen with a very keen eye, her training with Articho had gifted unto her a lot of knowledge. For this case it was the lack of thought that Purika put into his attack, and that alone would doom this man to death. Kaile knew exactly what was about to happen, with the Zoanthrope confirming he would protect her she had no reason to fear this Saiya-jin. His strongest power was nothing in comparison to the Zoanthrope, She had read both of their Power Levels before she had advanced into her current position. She was on the side that was going to win, numbers and strength advantage. So instead of fearing for her life, Kaile instead focused her energy into her own technique. The spiraling energies in her hands sparked with electricity as the power she pumped into them grew and grew, the unstableness of the balls of Ki was probably the most intimidating thing about them to those who couldn't sense the strength of the attack as it built higher and higher. While in truth she had something far more deadly in store that she could pull on a whim, not a single soul alive knew about her trump card. But the question was when should she utilize it? Or should she even bother utilizing it? If she did she'd want to remove her weights and have everyone around, with the exception of Purika and Somba, tremble at the power she held in her back pocket. Even Dant would tremble before it, her Power Level could rise above all of them. But the real question was, should it? Should she utilize such a power in this fight? It certainly wasn't needed unless Somba turned on her but she had good enough reason to doubt that he would. So instead she wouldn't, she would save that trump card for when Somba or Dant turned on her... Then and only then would she reveal the red aura, only then would they know to fear the Saiya-jin Princess. Until such a time the energy around her continued pooling towards the balls of Ki, being sucked seemingly from the air itself that her Aura encompassed, the massive aura unfading. Kaile had risen in power tremendously in the past 2 years, the last time she had shown her true strength was long ago... And only Articho knew of just how powerful she could become, though in truth even he didn't know of her Transformation... One unique to the Saiya-jin Princess and one that she only obtained thanks to that bastard Arcosian, Defrosch. For all the hate she had for Arcosians, this was the one and only time that Kaile would ever, even mentally, admit that an Arcosian defeating her was beneficial. Techniques Used:
Final Flash Cannon[MP3] Charging 200% (32236) -> 300% (48354)
>>>>>>Final Flash Cannon[MP3] - Bringing both hands back in a claw-shape on opposite sides of each other, a large red hued glow begins to emanate from the user growing in size rapidly when charged. The left ball of energy is a large red orb, whilst the right one is a large purple orb. The user launches the attack by bringing both hands together, similar to Final Flash causing the two energies to swirl together and make a kaleidoscope of Red and Purple hues.
[ WORDS 000 | THREAD 000 | KI REMAINING 3/3 | Current Power Level 16118 ] |
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Post by Ais on Jul 30, 2017 9:15:24 GMT
Ais finished his burial of the soldier, patting the dirt. "Phew, that should do it." Ais looked back up at the battle, noticing that everyone had begun to charge up their attacks in an attempt to help the wolf man take Purika down. A smirk crossed the young Changeling's lips. "So, I suppose we're not just going to kick back, then?" His gaze shifted over to where the Super Saiyan was doing battle with Samba. His father's warning kept going through his head. 'Of all the warriors across the galaxy that you can face in your lifetime, never challenge a Super Saiyan.' Ais had felt a much stronger power back on Arcose, but all those years of his father warning him about these warriors made it to where he hesitated in this moment. 'Such power. Even if he isn't stronger than that other Saiyan on Arcose, this power is certainly not to be trifled with.' He gulped. 'No. I am the son of the great King Kuul. I will not be intimidated. Not by Saiyan monkey trash!'Ais thankfully missed the part where Kaile mentioned she was a Saiyan princess. While Ais had a distaste for all Saiyans, the Saiyan monarchy was what he hated most of all. They were responsible for what happened to his home and to his father. If he had the chance to hurt someone close to the monarchy (or former monarchy), he would take it immediately. No, he wouldn't be going after any Saiyan princesses today. Instead, he would stand and rejoin the group by floating back over to them. Ais scowled, hatred in his eyes as he looked to the Super Saiyan. "Forgive the delay. I shall lend my power to this effort." The Changeling said to his group, then braced himself where he stood. "Haaaa..." a light blue aura surrounded his body as Ais's power began to spike dramatically. The Arcosian clenched his fists and roared to the heavens, his muscles bulging and destroying his weighted armor. "Haaaaa!!!" Ais's form was obscured by a blue light that shone brilliantly. Once the radiance faded, Ais was revealed in his true form. "Let us be rid of this trash." The Changeling lord hissed, standing tall and bending his arm at a ninety degree angle, pointing his index finger to the sky. At the tip of his finger, a small point of light formed as a light blue aura erupted around his body. 'Super Saiyan or not, the son of King Kuul will not be intimidated!' The Changeling growled as his began to charge his most powerful attack.
Ais removed his Heavy Weights and enters his true form! New PL: 311 719 Charging [MP3] Execution Shot! Current Charge: 100% of PL (311 719) |
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Post by Basil on Jul 31, 2017 16:37:30 GMT
It sure looked like everybody was loading up the big guns! One by one, each of the fighters present standing in defiance of Goldilocks had begun to prepare their heaviest hitting techniques, or so it seemed. A voice, well, a new one, had popped up inside his head that sounded exactly like Dandelion, praising him for his idea to begin charging up his heaviest hitting move. He looked confused as to how this conversation was working, and decided to reply by thinking his words just to see if it would work after Dandelion had mentioned he didn't want to die here. ''Fooey. I knew I should'a taken da Big Boss Burger Challenge at McBao's before I showed up...'' A dragon-size order of spicy chili-cheese fries, a quintuple-decker burger with all the fixin's doused in cajun sauce, and your choice of a kami-size drink to wash it all down. It was said to be an impossible feat, and one that rewarded you with a McBao's half-off full menu badge for a whole entire year! Come to think, he was now really starting to dig deep into his thoughts and consider all the stuff he would have liked to have done before showing up here. A Stoopid Saiyan like this guy likely would have wiped them all out, if not for their new mystery savior showing up just in the nick of time. His eyes slowly scrolled over to the giant. He was the smallest power among them, but he wasn't backing down! That alone earned him Basil's respect in spades. The Saiyan took note of the Mazoku's newcomer ally and shot forward with impossible speed, seeming to vanish before the Makyan's very eyes. He began to look around; who was it going to be? Was he going to kill one of the Mazoku Dominion's soldiers, or was he going to face off with the newcomer? His jaw dropped and went slack as the animal-man dodged the attack with casual movement before effortlessly flowing into a crushing counter-combo of his own! Maybe they stood a chance after all; this guy was nuts! He grinned excitedly and wickedly, feeling his spirits begin to rise. Seeing the zoan retaliate with his own attempted form of whoop-ass fills Basil with determination. Basil's aura would spike once more, the potency of his charging Duster rising along with it. The ground around him begin to tremble ever so slightly as waves of dust and dirt were kicked away in small clouds from his form, and the dark flame scattered into a loose concentration of what resembled evil, corrupted star dust. Its tainted glimmer began to steadily darken, regaining its shades of black and red. The monkey-lady began joining in on the plan, preparing to let loose a powerful attack of her own. The Arcosian finally would follow suit, exiting a blinding glimmer of light into a slim and tone True Form, then preparing an energy attack as well. They had a chance?
THEY HAD A CHANCE!
Basil continues charging!
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Post by Dantalion on Aug 1, 2017 9:33:33 GMT
The fight was, Anticlimactic in place of a more apt word. There was no epic battle, the planet didn't coil and shake. No, it started with something less than a flurry but more so a single shot. With the speed of a deft cat, the large Zoanthrope seemingly had no need to even avoid the move, instead clasping it in a clawed hand before releasing a flurry of blows with a strange noise reminiscent of someone simply screaming Oral repeatedly. This one was a strange one indeed if he chooses Oral to be his war chant. Strange Man? Thing? Demon mayhaps? Questions for later.
In the meantime, there was a side note that the rest seemingly had forgotten existed. The SSE soldiers who were arriving in the mix of Spectating civilians. Right.... Back to passive again Boys, while this... Imma say dogman, deals with this Goldilocks, we are gonna dispatch of the side line. He pulled himself into position as a few puffs black formed at his feet, his legs bent at the knees as he rocketed over to the SSE soldiers to keep something off Samba's back and at least seem important. Of course, no murder. We will be in better terms if we bring back prisoners. He continued, he had no intention of actually taking them back with him. His ship couldn't fit them and it would take far too long to explain what a brownie point is to Gogmagog.
With that he darted into action, his spear held aloft as he rushed them, the spherical orb still crowning and expanding around his horns now the size of an inflated human head. He reeled his spear back as the first Saiyan approached, the back of his spear cocked and striking at the man's jaw and knocking him down in a single steady shot. He swung his spear around a few times, his fingers dancing around the length of the pole before dropping it against the temple of another soldier before finally spinning around and hitting the liver of another one with the same painful force before kneeling them over. Hmmm.... Seems that if a Saiyan isn't Super they aren't an overall threat. BUt it was when they were Super that they were which is why from now on he was going to have to take them down before they could reach such a feat.
Overall, the fight left him feeling rather.... Devoid, empty and helpless. He single handily dealt with the threat, there was no need for them to even support, he had shown how much he had outshone his opposition in a single barrage of punches, no firing of Ki shots, no secret technique, hell not even an ascension to the skies simply... A couple punches. Hmmm.... I.... Hmmm.... His features became worried, he doubted even with all their powers combined a backstab would be completely incapable of hurting this beast, in fact, he was almost certain that he could give Xylo a short-lived amount of trouble, something akin to a supporting role to distract Xylo's fire. I suppose... Backstabbing is gonna be not on the table for now. His words weren't transmitted, of course, letting this lot know his plans and one of them blurting it out was a right good ol' way to get his ass kicked to hell and back again.
Basil | Kaile | @samba | Ais | gogmagog | @purika Demonic Custom Charging - Covetous Call Current PL - 3,515,616
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Post by gogmagog on Aug 1, 2017 10:22:22 GMT
|The Gemini Cluster Takeover|Gogmagog's Base PL: 2,125 Gogmagog's Current PL: 6,375 Gain Bonuses: DE | PL Multipliers: Demonic Will x3
Everyone seemed to be on edge as the imaginary sands slipped through their little hole in the invisible hour glass. Everyone had made their stand, some hiding behind the small wall that had been formed and others forming the wall themselves. Purika let loose his attack. Gog's life didn't flash before his eyes, neither did he flinch. The Demon was far to confident in his abilities. Purika's attack would have destroyed Gog, but instead it was foiled quickly by a simple evasion by Samba. How in return began to let loose his own barrage of punches, each time shouting ORA for some blasted reason?. Gogmagog looked on with absolute jealousy, wishing to hold the power that these two held. Especially Samba, being able to brush of such a powerful hit. Gogmagog held his ground, the Arctic Son of the Demon Realm stood by ready to attack. The Ki behind him began to build up even more, as the grin on his face grew. Soldiers began to arrive, attempted to circle in the group of invaders. This only went on the please Gogmagog more. Perhaps Gog could help in this fight. His eyes glared down upon the soldiers that moved in, the Demons tongue ran across his teeth, each one filed down to a sharp point. "Me is gon' 'urt you guys good." Gogmagog said softly, his deep voice turning into a rubble that echoed through his chest. Just as he was about to leap for his targets Dant's voice ran through his brain again, telling them to switch to passive and take prisoners. "Alright Boss. Me is not gon' kill the lil' people." Gogmagog spoke in reply to Dantalion, the Demon still unsure of how to do this whole telepathy thingo.
It would be a rather boring fight, not being able to rip them limb from limb. At least it would still be easier to charge his special while only having to knock them out. Gog charged a small group of three. The first one recieved the full force of Gog's shoulders, lifting the man from his feet and throwing him away, he'd probably be not dead. Gogmagog swung his arm back and used the back of his hand to slap down the second man, a loud CLAP accompanied the hand as it slid across the mans cheek. The sheer force throwing his head all the way around his neck. CRACK. These soldiers weren't as strong as Gog throught, well at least their necks weren't. Gog would have to be careful with the next one. The Demon threw down his leg in a kicked towards the mans knees. Bone pierced skin as Gog's foot forced the leg to snap. Blood spurted out from the wound as the man rolled around screaming in pain. " 'E's still livin'!" Gog reassured Dantalion of the last fact. He went and joined the small wall again, his attack still charging.
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Post by Purika on Aug 2, 2017 15:56:43 GMT
Having made his move, Purika's fist shot straight for Samba, only to be avoided by a simple step to the side. Maybe it wasn't so simple as it appeared to be. The force from the attack could not simply be halted instantly by him, so he would keep going while getting a hit on the female. That's what was supposed to happen at least. Instead, his fist, having much less force than the other, was simply blocked by the zoan, followed quickly by the words "Don't get cocky" being said to him.
Purika smirked as he tilted his head to the side, attempting to halt himself as he was left exposed from the momentum put behind his attack. Even Samba blocking hist fist also helped him slow down a bit, but not fast enough to recover. Not coming to a stop fast enough, he was unable get out of the way of the attack was soon to follow Samba's roar. With tremendous speed, but not that much force, the zoan unleashed a barrage of fists that battered against Purika's side.
He gritted his teeth as his side began to ache and his armor beginning to crack from the ongoing attack. Then a final strike was delivered, sending him flying through the air towards the side. The attack wasn't strong enough to do much damage to him, but it still hurt him a bit. Trying to regain control of himself, it only took him a few seconds to do so. Stretching his limbs out quickly, he halted himself in the air and proceeded to float upright in the air.
That attack wasn't all he could throw at me. Him dodging my attack must've taken quite the amount of energy away from him. Purika felt and looked down to the side of his now cracked armor, some pieces even having fell of to the ground, which exposed the black spandex he was wearing below. Purika's attention went back on his opponent, Samba. The giant beast also caught his eye with the strength of his attack increasing every second.
Purika floated forward a bit, attempting to regain his energy. "It seems like your the only one getting cocky here!" He said, calling out to Samba as a reaction to his previously spoken words. He could sense that the others began charging their attacks as well, and multiple SSE Soldiers and even some civilians that wanted to fight joined in to fight alongside the soldiers. Now, Purika could only think. He wondered what life after death was like, as he was certain to soon be faced with death.
His attention quickly snapped back to Samba, and that's where it staid with a solid stare from the golden warrior.
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