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Post by Samba on Aug 2, 2017 22:31:50 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) |
Narrowed eyes observed the damage that his barrage of blows put on the Saiyan's armor, his lips curling up slightly in distaste how much of the oomph that had been behind them was mitigated by his armor, but then again judging by how the Saiyan held himself it seemed he was a bit hurt after that ordeal. Perfect, the longer the Saiyan was in pain the better he'd feel, but all things must come to an end, even if it will stop your enjoyment.
He ignored the SSE soldiers that tried to help Purika, as most of them were quickly stopped by the peanut gallery standing behind him, and those that dared get too close to him he merely kicked away without breaking his gaze from the Saiyan floating high up in the skies. "I have only one thing to say to you, Saiyan!" Samba's form began to crackle with sparks of energy as his power level seemed to go even higher than it previously was, and as it did so his muscular structure became more bulked and thicker than normal, his body hulking out slightly as he used the Bulking technique.
Feeling once more empowered and full of energy after bulking up, the Zoan felt like he could finally finish this once and for all. Slowly, Samba brought his hands up in front of him, his fingertips touching each other and forming a triangular window that was quickly aimed at Purika's direction. The energy he was giving off began to shake the earth slightly as yellow sparks of energy began to crackle across his fingertips and channel inside that triangular window his hands formed, but it didn't come without a cost as he felt his very own life force slowly being siphoned from deep within his being.
It was the ultimate price to pay when one wanted absolute power, throwing your own life away for such a technique quite like this one.
Finally, the energy he was channeling seemed to reach its crescendo, and a feral smirk formed across his features, everything seemed to still for a bit...
And then.
"Kikoho."
The name of the technique wasn't even shouted, nor was it exclaimed with full power and the intention of being heard, in fact, it sounded almost deadpan in its tone as the Wolfman stared straight ahead with narrowed eyes. But then, with a powerful screech, a blast of energy left his cupped fingertips and speeded straight for Purika with the intention of completely and utterly destroy him to the cellular level.
Absently, he chanced a slight tilt of his head so his eye could catch the people behind him, his stare basically telling them all in no uncertain terms that if they were gonna fire their charged techniques they better do so now or they better keep standing there like some sort of glorified cheerleader squad as he finished the Saiyan off.
TAGS: Dantalion gogmagog Kaile Ais Basil Purika
OOC NOTES: Used a Senzu bean as flavor for Samba to get a "second wind", regaining back all his KP. Immediately used +[UT] Pressure Point and Kikoho to end this charade.
Samba's current PL: 4,055,265 || 3,101,085
+++[SPECIAL] Kikoho/Tri-Beam used.
DMG: 5,393,503 with the intention to KILL and VAPE.
KP: 0/3
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Post by Kaile on Aug 3, 2017 1:13:43 GMT
 i dare for you to tell me “please don't cry” @tagged The longer this battle seemed to go on, the worse it seemed to be for the other Saiya-jin. Kaile's own attack might not've been at her fullest potential, but it didn't need to be. The others around her were charging attacks far more powerful and that was all that was needed, plus the Zoanthrope seemed to be able to handle this man with utter ease. But then something happened, the Zoanthrope began to bulk in size and power. Her scouter began beeping madly at her as electricty skittered across it, Kaile dropped her technique and reached up to her scouter and quickly turned it off but not before seeing the end result. What she saw caused her arms to slowly lower to her hips though they remained lifted somewhat in an L shape, Her eyes staring up at the Zoanthrope "Un...believable... His Power Level... It's almost 5,400,000" She muttered to herself almost incoherently, if the others decided to listen at all to what she said they'd hear it easily. Kaile couldn't even concentrate on her own energy, the energy she had charged up vanishing as she simply stared at the Zoanthrope in awe, She watched as the Zoanthrope's arms began to move... She wasn't missing this. Quickly she blinked a few times before shaking her head and quickly moving beside the Zoanthrope with a smirk, her eyes went straight to his hands. She watched every single motion he made right up to a single word being uttered... Kikoho... and then nothing... Kaile wasn't struck by the attack but her senses seemed to vanish for a moment from the raw power of the attack. The Proud Saiya-jin Princess... Could do nothing but stare at the Zoanthrope. Her face was filled with both amazement, and fear. But mostly fear. The sheer, raw power that this Zoanthrope had in his possession.... This technique was more powerful than even his own Power Level, but how? He didn't charge it... He simply fired it. A million-and-one thoughts ran through her head, but the most prominent one... She had to get him to teach her. Without even seemingly stopping to think about her decision, the moment the blast was complete Kaile knelt down next to the Zoanthrope. One hand placed on her knee, the other with her fist against the ground. Under normal circumstances she would never even consider this idea, wouldn't even entertain the idea... But this Zoanthrope, from the moment he had arrived he made this entire thing seem trivial. Where once there was a Super Saiya-jin, there was nothing. There was no way he'd survive that kind of blast regardless of what he thought about himself, Kaile said nothing as her head stared downwards towards the ground beneath her. "Please... Teach me... Show me how to obtain that kind of strength!" She muttered this just loud enough for Samba to hear her, All of her other thoughts seemed to fade into obscurity at this exact moment. Revenge, Anger, Everything. Right now, she just wanted that kind of raw power. [ WORDS 000 | THREAD 000 | KI REMAINING 3/3 | Current Power Level 16118 ] Final Flash Cannon Charge Dropped!
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Post by Ais on Aug 3, 2017 2:11:16 GMT
Ais's aura grew larger and stronger as he poured more and more power into his Execution Shot. This was a big moment for him. This was the first time he had truly defied his father. Though he was dead now, Ais still respected his word above all others. but not today. His pride won out this time. Though Ais wouldn't admit it, he had more than one thing in common with Saiyans. As Ais charged his attack, something incredible began to happen. It began when Samba entered a strange pose that Ais could not recognize.
Then, his power began to spike dramatically. Ais began to sweat as his power climbed to heights Ais had seen in only a few people so far. He narrowed his eyes at the Super Saiyan before him. 'He's distracted by our canine friend... now's our chance!' Right after that thought, Samba initiated the attack with its name. Ais thought it funny. This was the climax of the battle, and he sounded wholly uninterested. Ais liked this "Samba" character. Ais might even describe him as "cool." His nonchalant attitude really resonated with the Changeling for some reason.
Ais would have to keep an eye on him. With the initiation of the attack, Ais pointed his finger right at Purika. Electricity that was black as sin crackled around his finger as his gaze was locked on the Super Saiyan. "Now DIE, Saiyan!" After that statement, a black beam of energy fired out of the tip of the Arcosian's finger. It was black, much like the electricity that crackled around his finger just moments before, but it also had sparkles of radiance around it. Ais watched as his father's signature attack snaked around the field, headed right for Purika's heart.
Ais uses [MP3] Execution Shot! Fired at 200% of PL (623 438)
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Post by Basil on Aug 3, 2017 14:00:39 GMT
Basil held his ground, focusing his utmost on keeping his powerful attack held together. The more of his energy he gladly donated to feed it, the more ravenous and unstable it became. Tongues of electricity began to lash about its shapeless, dust-like form, causing it to resemble a small thunder cloud. He knew if he fed it anymore, he wouldn't be able to contain it. He'd never, ever had to resort to a Duster this damn powerful before, but there was a first time for everything. He'd flick his sight around to keep tabs on what was going on in the grand scale of the skirmish taking place. He watched as the groups of opposing soldiers entered into the fray, with none other than Dandelion, wielding a spear, decided to take action and got down to work fighting them off. His voice popped into Basil's head once again, urging him to take any of them out he was thrust into conflict with by non-lethal means. Why? He wasn't exactly sure, but orders were orders after all. He disagreed, but he'd do it. He'd clench the Duster tight into his fist as a few soldiers slipped the line and singled him out. The giant, Gog, had also happily entered the ensuing chaos marked by the soldiers' arrival and was making short work of his aggressors, his massive form twisting and shattering bones like fragile twigs. The monkey-woman had hurried over to their new mysterious zoanthrope ally, but he couldn't make out what she was saying to him. She seemed awestruck by something, most likely the tremendous level of energy in the attack that was just fired; Basil's scouter had just at that second picked it up, causing him to snap his gaze, slack-jawed, at the gigantic wave of energy. That kind of show of force made him wish for the strength to do just as much; if some fuzzy critter could unleash that kind of destruction on a Saiyan, what was stopping Basil? It sure gave him a lot to think about; Basil (in his mind) was a warrior prodigy of the Makyan race! The fact he was so unsettled by witnessing the cataclysmic attack bothered him on a very personal level. His attention then snapped back to the lizard, who seemed like they were more than excited to get a shot in at the Saiyan along with the zoan's energy attack. There was a saying among Makyans. Dead was dead, but insurance never hurt. Growling as he bared his small fangs, Basil would charge to meet the oncoming trio of soldiers just as they arrived. Tucking up his dukes by his chin into a boxer's stance, he'd weave left to right before using a burst of speed to take the center of their formation, slipping between the lead's legs. Leaping up onto one's shoulders and clasping his free arm around his neck, he'd steer him by digging his sharp nails into his throat to take a punch meant for the little demon, causing him to stagger backward. As Basil left his shoulders, he'd kip off of them for a soaring punch to the second that broke his nose and sent him to to the ground squirming. Landing just as a thrust kick was sent his way from the third, he'd weave-step it off to the side, pinning it down with his free hand and stomping down on the appendage with his little booted foot with surprising force for his size, an audible snap cracking at the air before the soldier screamed and fumbled over, cradling his limp appendage. The one that got socked by his buddy was met with a charging soccer kick right in the forehead, slamming his head back into the dirt. He then turned his eyes to Purika, ready to fire the Duster along with Samba and Ais' attacks. ''Awrite Bill. If'n you's can hear me, I need ya's support now more den evah! Here goes nuffin'!'' Holding his fist high and opening it up, he'd lever his arm back as he got ready to let loose.''DREAD ZONE....''He'd hurl the dust construct as hard as he possibly could, sending it sailing at a speed impossible for him to attain outside of this one singular technique.''DUSTAHHHH!''
He heaved and gasped for breath, the sheer amount of energy used to fuel it being a dangerous amount for his body to handle. His arms went tiredly slack as he hunched over, breathing deep and ragged as he watched his Duster zip across the battlefield to follow alongside Ais' attack. ''Dis has gotta work! It has ta! If dat golden mook survives dis, den I fink we's in trouble!''
Basil unleashes the Dread Zone Duster!
KP 0/3!
Unleashed at MAX (300%) Charge!
Intent to assist in the kill/vaporize!
DZD's PL: 1,485,504(!!!) |
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Post by Dantalion on Aug 4, 2017 10:06:12 GMT
The ground shaken and cracked, the gathering citizens were quite insistent of not being around for this, and the Soldiers who had remained were quickly starting to follow the crowd's march for Getthefuckoutofhereville. Dantalion turned to see his lips part and the words uttered with no emphasis on emotion, no care put into it. This was how much of a difference this man stood between himself and the rest, what would be a struggled battle of heavy losses for him and his crew was nothing more than a stroll through the town since that seemed to be his reaction to this whole debacle. Right.... Fuck betrayal that ain't gonna work. He thought to himself with no uncertainty, this was something Xylo could deal with, not him and his cavalcade of Meat Shields.
Instead, he braced himself for the impact of the shot, the ricocheting energy as the planet was moved even with the guy up in the air, he landed his spear down at an angle, standing at the midsection as one of his arms gripped the tip of the spear, fingers coiled around the tip of the spear as a wave of force pulled up debris and kept him from moving forward. This was no time for him to be getting involved. Instead, he held his ground, picking up a few of the unconscious soldiers for future use as Basil and Ais both seemed excited to join in on the fun while the mercenary he had maybe hired flaunted and was wooed by the overwhelming power.
Ais fired first, eagerness in his words as he fired off his blackened shot, standing out in the light of the Tri-Beam that Samba had just fired off, Kaile had lost their interest in firing, the same thing he was going to d as Basil screamed and hollered, his voice overtaking the other two as a spectacular display of light mixed in with the darkness of Ais's shot and the brightness of Samba's. he looked to the tip of his head, the enormous monstrosity that he had formed now had no place in staying in this fight, instead, the tips of his horns peeled open slightly the move quickly being evaporated and sucked down the tips as his body grew bloated in mass for a few seconds before releasing the energy out in a single breath as one of his many arms lowered down to cover his eyes, this light show was enough for him to be frank and he couldn't help but feel sorry for this Solar Saiyan Soldier. Things had not gone according to his own plan, and he imagined not this soldiers either.
He gave it a few minutes, or however long it would take for this lot to be done with their little charade of blowing him up before speaking up. "So then..." He muttered as he dismounted from his spear moving over to the group of what he could only imagine were proud as hell for finally getting to kill a Super Saiyan, even if it was absolutely a hundred percent effort on Samba's part. "Does this mean we won?" One of his free hands rolled, emphasising the question at hand. "Because if so, congratulations. Ais, Basil, Gogmagog..." He paused, he never got the name of his newly hired mercenary nor did he expect to. "Mystery. You all just defeated your first Super Saiyan." His few free hands joined together in a short lived clap to give them their rightful due, "Congratulations you're all on shore leave. However.." He paused, his words drawn out before looking to the Zoanthrope, "If we haven't won." He paused, all arms outstretched to the Zoan as he continued, "I imagine it is because you wanna arrest us all and for that, I surrender." He said with the same deadpan tone that the Zoan had when he screamed Kikoho.
Demonic Custom Dropped KP [3/3]
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Post by gogmagog on Aug 5, 2017 7:03:23 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
Gogmagog stared on as Purika grasped the sides of his stomach, armour chipped away following the succession of blows it took. Gog felt each hit, the air rippling out and sending waves. The shear power they had were enough to bring a metaphoric tear to Gog's eyes, if only he could harness such power. Gog mentally tipped his hat to Purika, the Sayian had such courage to stand against this riff raff, but sadly that courage would be his downfall. "Kikoho"
These would be the words that would bring the Sayians world crashing down. It all started as Samba's power level grew way past what Gogmagog thought was even possible. The Zoan's muscles bulged and grew, veins pulsed and his Ki began to crackle searing the very air around it. The ground shook as the yellow sparks licked around and danced across Samba's fingertips. Then energy set sail heading straight for Purika, this was the gun going off to start the race. Next came the attack from Ais, his black attack sparked to light, the Ki coiling around his finger as if it were a snake made from lightning. The attack leapt from his finger, striking out against the poor poor Sayain. A thunderous cloud came from the little Basil, such a large attack from such a small creature. He'd defiently be showing Gog up for sure! The cloud flew through the air at a speed unlike any other speed a cloud had travelled! Now it would be time for Gogmagog to let loose. His attack coming in milliseconds after everyone elses. "ARRRRRRRRGHHHHHHUUUUU!" Gog's signature blue Ki continued to flow into the giant fist that had formed behind him. This was the move of his people, one that he had used many times before to crush his enemies. For Gog it was like getting a boulder moving, at first every muscles in his body pulled, his knuckles turning a white as the skin grew tight around them. Closer and closer the fist moved towards the top of its arc. Like getting the boulder to the top of the hill it was now time to let it roll. The fist was high above Gogmagog's head and began it's downward arc towards the dead horse of Purika that the lot had been beating. The fist who hopefully collide with the now (fingers crossed) lifeless corpse or what was left of the once Sayain.
Sweat dripped from Gogmagog, as his chest rose and fell. Still he stood tall and waited from the dust to settle. Gog adopted a defenscive position waiting from something to come out of the dust and debris that cloud the area upon which Purika once stood.
Tags: Purika Samba Kaile Ais Basil DantalionOOC Notes: Gog used his Demonic Dustom - 95,625 PL Damage. (Let me know if I mathed wrong, still learning the combat maths).
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Post by Purika on Aug 5, 2017 8:16:32 GMT
Purika hovered in the air, regaining his ki slowly as the zoan responded to him. Purika raised a brow at what he said, wishing to see what the zoan wanted to say to him. Shortly after stating this, the zoan began to bulk up. He must be preparing to use an attack! Purika growled, his eyes resting upon the beast. He then began charging up his attack. "Oh no you don't!" Purika shouted out as he rushed forward towards the zoan, his arm reeled back for a reinforced punch when he got closer.
He inched closer and closer, then all he heard was "Kikoho", before a beam of triangular ki shot straight for him. Purika's eyes widened, his senses quickly picking up the immense strength of this attack. As the attack crept closer and closer to him, Purika threw up his arms. This is my only chance! Ki began forming in front of Purika's hands, forming a barrier which was intended to halt the attack. At least for a little bit.
In less than a second, the triangular beam collided with his barrier. This should negate some of the force! Purika gritted his teeth as the triangular beam was quick to overcome his barrier, engulfing him in the energy. Purika's armor began to quickly chip away in big chunks, along with some of his body parts. Peering out of the corner of his eye, there was also another attack headed for him. Parts of his body were already gone, but he still smirked through all the pain.
Was he going to die?
It seemed like it.
Then the attack he saw earlier, it hit him. It pierced through his flesh, burning the area around where it struck to a crisp. It didn't pierce that far into his skin, that was good. That didn't matter though. Right after, he saw something headed towards him, being sure that would end his life. His life flashing before his eyes, he let out a loud laugh. Even though he was about to die, he was sure he'd come back stronger than ever. Then he'd get his revenge. Then the attack struck him, the force from it almost immediately killing him.
Purika was dead.
[N1] Ki Barrier Used | -1 KP
PL: 640,023
5,393,503 PL vs 640,023 PL - 25%
3,405,104 Damage Taken
Took Execution Shot head on.
Took Dread Zone Duster head on, and as a result died.
Purika has died.
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Bing Gan
Administrator
PL: 374,871
Enlightenment (x16P), S. Ascension (x23)
Zeni: 13,528
Tag: @bingg
OOC Name: Bing/Biggums/TruetoCaesar
Posts: 3,722 
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Post by Bing Gan on Aug 5, 2017 13:19:54 GMT
Referee Time!Zenkai Denied, but allow me to explain. The order of Incoming actions wouldn't allow you to use a Senzu bean between attacks seeing as they're all coming in the same very short time frame, which means you'll need to either use your Senzu bean to gain enough KP to dodge or Barrier the incoming Kikoho, and then tank the rest of the attacks(which might be enough to kill you; haven't done the math), or you can simply take them all and perish. Please edit your post as soon as possible so this DE can continue 
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Post by Purika on Aug 7, 2017 7:08:59 GMT
[OOC: Taking PL for this.]
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Post by Samba on Aug 8, 2017 19:15:33 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) |
Once the Kikoho was fired from his cupped fingertips, the Zoan's arms lowered to stand almost motionless against his sides as he watched the aftermath of his attack. At first, it seemed that it was stopped momentarily by some kind of barrier that Purika pulled up, and by doing so it took out a bit of the oomph behind his powerful technique but not enough to negate it completely. Seeing how his attack almost completely destroyed the Super Saiyan was enough to bring a genuine grin on his face that he barely withheld from showing.
These people around him didn't need to know how much that simple action seemed to have lifted a huge weight from his shoulders.
Now that the Saiyan was taken care of, he surveyed the remaining SSE forces that stopped dead at the birth of his Kikoho attack, he stared at them with a glare firmly in place on his features and snarled. "Leave." Immediately, those that could walk begin to run away once they realized the predicament they were in since their Champion was no longer there to bolster their self-confidence and strength.
With that out of the way, it was finally time to address a certain kneeling Saiyan standing before him. He looked down at Kaile with an impassive stare, his face giving nothing away yet if one looked at how his fist clenched suddenly they'd see that something was going through his mind at the moment. Could he really forgive the sister of the Saiyan that had caused him so much pain, and even go as far as to teach her the almighty technique that she might or might not use to cause problems for him later on?
Finally, he turned around without saying a word and began to walk away, yet after a few steps he stopped and tilted his head over his shoulders, one eye locked upon her kneeling form with a raised brow. "Well then, what are you waiting for? Get up already and follow me. I have business to take care of back on Namek now that the trash was taken care of. If you really want me to show you the path to strength then it's gonna be my way and my rules." Feeling that he made himself pretty clear he began to walk the long way towards where he had left his spacepod, passing through the Mazoku Corps along the way, stopping once again when the demonic voice addressed him directly.
Sighing through his nose, the Zoan turned towards Dantalion and fixed him with a harsh stare. "Listen; I don't care what your beef was with the Galactic Patrol. For all intents and purposes, we're on an indefinite leave until further notice, so consider yourself a free man. I merely told that piece of trash my status because I wanted to see if it would have incurred any sort of reaction from him; as you can see it did nothing. That aside, I suggest whatever business you lot have going on here that you finish it and head back to Namek before another bigger fish decides to show their faces." He shrugged his muscular shoulders, realizing quite suddenly that he was still in his bulked up form as he dropped it, his appearance returning to normal once again.
"Or you can dick around all you want around here and get killed later, I don't care. I made my part by coming here and saving your hides. Though the support from some of you was definitely appreciated..." His eyes narrowed next on Dantalion. "But not from you. The hell were you thinking by not shooting your technique? That could have turned for the worse if he somehow survived the attack. If you're charging a technique you might as well shoot it instead of pussy-footing around with it. The same goes for you, Princess." The nineteen-year-old Zoan said towards Dantalion and Kaile. Perhaps he was being harsh, but he was being real here. If it had been another enemy like Shemha, or perhaps even Zucceta herself who could have easily withstood his attack and come back no worse for wear then everything could have turned for the worse.
When you're dealing with an enemy much more stronger than yourself, even if you have the upper-hand by having one ally with the strength to match their might, you come at them with everything you've got if you want to survive. It was plain and simple.
Seeing as he had nothing else to say, he turned around and continued to walk towards his space-pod's location, quite intent on leaving this planet and heading back to Namek; wondering if once he got there he'd finally see this Lord Xylo person and if he was available request an audience with him.
He needed to know why he was doing all of this, but more so why his friend decided to follow under his looming presence...
TAGS: Dantalion gogmagog Kaile Ais Basil Purika
OOC NOTES: Leaving the thread if no one stops him, requesting PL with all the bonuses that are applicable.
KP: 2/3
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Post by Kaile on Aug 9, 2017 0:41:40 GMT
i dare for you to tell me “please don't cry” @tagged Had to admit... Kaile wasn't exactly pleased with him when she heard his feet begin simply walking away, Just as she was about to say something however she heard him speak once more. He instructed her to stand and follow, Her head tilted up to give a slight look of earnest shock. He... had just accepted her? Like that? Though it was true that it would have to be his way... She had learned quickly that when you learned from another it was always that way. Kaile quickly stood before looking back towards Dant, She wanted to meet this Xylo, however... This man offered visible strength, Something she could easily get behind. Without a second thought she turned away from the Demon and began to walk with Samba, She said nothing and displayed no emotion. What she needed to do now was clear, She needed to learn that Technique... The Kikoho. His next words that were directed at her gave her pause, she made no eye contact but it was clear she heard his words. She had seen no reason to waste energy when it seemed obvious his attack would obliterate the Saiya-jin, but perhaps she still should've fired it... Articho's teachings were conflicting with his words. Perhaps she would find a way to combine the teachings of Samba and Articho... Or perhaps she would have to eventually choose which to follow. Regardless her choice now was clear, She would follow him back to his Spaceship and join him on wherever it was that he was to lead her. Techniques Used:
[ WORDS 000 | THREAD 000 | KI REMAINING 3/3 | Current Power Level 16118 ] Leaving with Samba if not stopped, Requesting PL with HW/DE gains. |
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Post by Ais on Aug 9, 2017 2:44:37 GMT
Ais's finger pointed towards where Purika had been, still in the stance from his Execution Shot. They had done it. They had defeated the Super Saiyan and they were still alive. A smirk formed on the Changeling's blue lips. Then came a slight chuckle. It was quiet, under Ais's breath. He heard what Samba said to them, but the slight jab at "saving their hides" wasn't enough to ruin the Arcosian lord's mood. They had taken down a Super Saiyan, the pinnacle of Saiyan power according to his father.
Ais was high on confidence right now. Once Samba left, however, Ais broke into a full-blown laugh. "So long, Super Saiyan!" The Changeling laughed maniacally to the sky, arms outstretched for a few moments before crossing his arms and giving one last chuckle. "Well then, good work, everyone." Ais was in a good mood now that they had defeated a Super Saiyan. Sure, it was mostly Samba's work. Still, Ais had helped, so he was going to take partial credit. "I'm heading back to Namek." He turned to leave. "Farewell, friends." With that, Ais jumped off the ground and took off towards his spaceship.
This battle was Ais's favorite so far, short though it was. He was aware that his roll in facing the Super Saiyan was small, but still, the fact that he fired an attack that collided with a Super Saiyan who ended up dead was a point of pride for him. He had helped ensure Purika's demise after all. With a smirk that could kill a puppy, Ais rocketed in the direction of his ride.
Attempting a DE exit! Thanks everyone!
I'll take PL w/ DE bonus for this one.
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Post by Basil on Aug 9, 2017 20:08:57 GMT
The Duster was set loose, and Basil knew that right now he couldn't do much else but watch and hope. The attacks slammed into the Super Monkey one after another; the first of course being that Kikihaha or whatever the fuzzy one called it. Whatever it was, it was massive and the monkey-boy seemed hardly able to withstand it; the fact that he did at all was nothing short of amazing. Basil began to feel doubt and dread. He was just now noting that the Saiyan had tossed up some sort of energy shield before the attack struck...was that how he survived it? If he survived that, would the Duster be enough to seal the deal? The Kokonut-ho was peeling away flesh and armor both, and that was when Basil noticed as such moments later and his confidence began to climb back up to maximum overdrive. The Duster closed in, completing the onslaught of energy attacks. The dusty thundercloud detonated in a massive explosion, and Basil immediately began frantically tip-tappa-tapping at his Scouter. He wasn't picking up a reading from inside the screen. He smiled a toothy, breathless smile as he slumped forward to his knees, sweat pouring from his forehead and marking the soil in tiny droplets. He'd scrape dirt into his hands and beneath his fingernails before extending his posture, arms wide. ''YEEEEAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!''His roar of victory echoed over the landscape, leaving him breathless. He'd cheated the odds once again, and spat in the face of certain death! This was the Makyan way! It was all thanks to dear Bill's blessing, and he'd have to reward him with a few shots of grog and stolen cable. His ''Zone'' state dropped, his aura breaking away into flecks of scattered light as he tiredly clamored to his feet. Surveying the area around him, he noted that many were debating a departure to Namek. The Saiyan lady was still brown-nosing their new fuzzy friend, the lizard was going bonkers, and the MD crew was quickly coming to terms with what had just happened. Lazily shuffling his feet as his eyes grew heavy, he'd stumble over to Dantallion and tug on the closest piece of him he could find. ''Ay....ay youse'',He'd dizzily lift a finger to point at his precious Pod before he went light-headed, his exhaustion finally getting the better of him. He was fast asleep before he unceremoniously hit the dirt.
EXIT! Basil collapses from exhaustion, urging Dantallion to toss him in his Pod and bring him along to their next destination. Taking PL, please. |
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Post by Dantalion on Aug 11, 2017 8:39:55 GMT
Dantalion paused for a second, he hadn't taken too kindly to him not wasting energy. A single spindly finger tapped against the furthest point of his bull skull, the sound of drawn out tapping with Samba's ear shot as he mulled over. "Hmm. Well, it might be for the fact I have a meeting with a king and don't want to enter unknown territory exhausted." He stopped as he raised his tapping finger as if he had come up with an idea, his features twisted with jubilation at the fact as he continued, "Yeah that must be it." He responded, crossing him a smile for a few seconds before switching off his joy and taking a few steps off of his spear, tearing it from the ground as a single lone soldier stood defiantly still, not willing to let his brethren be taken by Dantalion.
Dantalion turned, unamused by his antics before tossing the soldier the bodies, one after another in rapid succession to knock him off his feet as he shook his spear a few times, the excess dust and dirt rolling off it as he impaled it deep into his back as to not have to carry the thing into his version of the war front. As he motioned off he saw Ais taking his leave, he gave him a quick wave goodbye before seeing Basil fall unconscious onto the ground, he looked back and forth to see if anyone had seen him take his nap, and lucky for him, no one had. But that didn't mean he was ready to leave the tiny Makyan on the ground, a single knife to the throat would kill him and the guy deserved to enjoy it, not to be sent to the Afterlife and telling Yemma how he killed a Saiyan and then someone walked up and slit his throat while he slept.
So to circumvent that slim possibility he walked over to his Basils crater, putting him into his pod and entering the coordinates for Planet Dragons, maybe he could do with some shore leave and that place seemed to be the prime place for nothing to happen. Before turning around and making his way back to the Capital, though this time small puffs of black formed beneath his step as he ascended above the clouds to get a better view as he hovered and wavered above the clouds and outta sight.
A few hours past, since he actually had to conquer the planet passively rather than just kill some bloke. I swear. Some people don't get reality. He thought to himself as he laid on a bed of black malicious cloud, looking down at the landscape as he followed the beaten tracks that the common rabble had left behind in their tired days. The path winded and trailed drawn on mounted beasts with foods and feeds against their side as they travelled to the capital of Aoi. Though he took little note of the rags that they had adorned themselves in for no reason other than the poverty their family was stricken with.
Soon it came to sight, a resplendent design of a castle that towered over the rest as he raised a brow. Oh great, imitating Xylo. This oughta be.... Difficult. He thought to himself as he scanned the grounds beneath, scanning the buildings and watching the population as he saw a few of the people who had first encountered him spreading the word of his coming. He gave out a sigh as he headed towards the Castle, a few pot shots fired and his cloud of a bed swimming and moulding around them to avoid the incoming shots. The landing zone had been filled, a man dressed in bombastic clothing stood at the ready, tossing his cloak to the side as he prepared to defeat the to be invaders even if it meant his death. "Stop right there! I will no-" His words cut off in a flash as the Demon towered above him, a finger raised to his lips as he looked around to the soldiers as they turned in defiance, balls of light forming at the tips of their fingers as Dantalion's voice rumbled and boomed.
"We the Mazoku would like you to surrender to us and in return." He paused, his eyes staring with a golden sheen straight into his soul, all he could really do was look with confusions as he spoke like some dispassionate salesman who was ready to tie the noose when he finished his day's work. "In return for your pledged allegiance, we shall give you in return the healing capacities of the Dragon Caste." He paused, from his hand appeared a mere figment, twisting shadows that formed to look like a Namekian giving care to some Brenchian. "As well as this wonderful offer, we can provide you with the protection of the entire Mazoku army." He paused waving his hand through the cloud of smoke letting it dissipate before his eyes as he continued his lackadaisical pitch. "And only for the low price of loyalty and soldiers? Why, where can I sign up?" His voice with the slightest hint of phoned in joviality as he continued, "Why, on this sheet of paper." Following up with handing of the aforementioned paper and handing it to the king.
The king gave an at most quizzical glance and at worst mortified glare at the level of disinterest he held himself with. Though he couldn't deny it, he was being offered a chance at peace and wasn't going to let it pass up. With a disgruntled sigh, he snatched it from him, a soldier approaching with a pen as he slashed it against the signature point, handing it over with a malice filled stare as Dantalion only responded with a shot of Confetti and turned around. "Congratulations. The Gemini Cluster is now under Mazoku Rule. Expect the first shipment of soldiers and exchanges to occur within the next three to seven buisness days." He responded before taking his leave and heading over to his ship to take his leave of his planet. He had high doubts he or anyone who came with him, was to return ever again.
Leaving DE Taking PL with DE Gains.
Sent Basil to Planet Dragon.
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Post by gogmagog on Aug 12, 2017 4:36:56 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
The dust began to settle. Small rocks and various other debris rained down from all the blasts. Where a Sayain once stood, now was a small crater splattered with a red mist of blood. The only thing left of Purika was a few body parts that had blown away and a couple flakes of the armour. Gogmagog's chest rose and fell rapidly as he caught his breath. The attack had taken everything out of him but he stood stock still, ready just incase some of the remaining soldiers decided to attack the group. With a simple threat from Samba the soldiers turned tail and ran, some with a more strict morale code assisted the injured soldiers to get away. The attack must have placed ice in those veins of Smaba's, he seemed alot nicer on Namek when Gog had first met him. Not that it bothered Gog, seeing as he was only addressing that 'Princess' or whatever who had taken a knee and those he did fire their attack. Gog understood Kaile's reasoning of dropping a knee and requesting to be taught by the doggie. But he'd never show himself to be that desperate. The Demon was too proud. Now it was time for everyone to depart. First Samba and his new apprentice took their leave followed by Ais. Namek, it seemed to be where everyone was headed. Gog watched as Dantalion loaded the tasty looking Demon into his spacepod and sent it away. Gog licked his lips one last time as he watched it fly off, maybe one day he could feast on the little man but we would have to wait and see. This got Gog thinking, he hadn't eaten since the last time he ate! Then from the corner of Gog's eye he saw it. A foot! The Demon pounced on the foot, like a feral dog and began to rip the flesh from the heel of the foot. Blood trickled down the demons face and stained his white beard. The Demon chowed down on the foot, and before finishing he place the large toe in his mouth and bite around the bone. With a snap the toe came off and Gog placed it in his pocket and left the mangled foot on the ground. Now it was time To continue with Dantalion to take over this planet. Already Mazoku Dominion soldiers were rounding up the enemies forces. It was clear that the Dominion had this one in the bag, since they had slaughtered the Sayian. Gog watched as Dant threw bodies away as if they were waste. "Dey is goodin' eatin' dey is!" Gog howled in protest as the bodies were simply tossed aside. The Demon shook his head as he watched the bodies go to waste.
Gogmagog flew a few meters behind Dantalion. He too looked over the planet that they had just pretty much conquered. In his mind Gog was already planning on where he'd place his throne to rule over the planet. Obviously after he had permission from Xylo and fought one on one with the current leader for the right to be seated at the throne.
As they approached the castle bullets were fired from various guardsmen guarding the building. Gog, too one track minded to notice the shots reeled back as they pierced his skin. His cold blood began to trickle from the wounds. Anger flared up in the Demons veins but a steady hand from Dant stopped him from slaughtered everyone down there. Gogmagog stood behind Dantalion as they approached the ridiculsioly dressed leader of the planet. The Demon held his bone club in his hand and snarled at any guard who dared to get to close. "Ain't no needin' for you gits to be gettin' dis close." Gog spoke, his words harsh and short.
Dantalion produced a set of documents, this Demon always seemed to carry them around, and handed them over to the Leader who signed the copy with a shaky hand. Once again Gogmagog found himself licking his lips, this time not at the though of food, but at the thought of more possible power!
With the papers signed, this conquest was over. The planet was theirs. And as a celebration Dantalion let out a mediocre explosion of confetti. Woo! Gog took his leave and made way back for Namek.
Tags: Everyone.
OOC Notes: Good Thread everyone. This be my exit and taking PL with DE (I'll put this on thread to grade).
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