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Post by Plato on Jul 21, 2017 17:54:39 GMT
Powerlevel: 284,292 Plato meditated sweat on his brow. He had one of those pocket of Gravity this one being a large step up many of the other gravity he had experienced. He sighed a flat and bored expression forming in his face. So far in hell he had meet only pricks and those without bodies. He was itching to do something with his time in hell. So far he had meet a young boy, a charcoal demon, a foreign ogre saiyan. Thing. He still had no idea who or what that was regardless, he had also meet the bratty Tomoka. He must have been more prone to rage then the Majin Kaza. Speaking of the Majin he wondered what ever happened to her and Vennel. He didn't know much other that they attacked Arosce. It was possible they had won but it was also possible they had died. Plato opened his eyes staring into the abyss of hell. He had no intent of trying to find Vennel; the woman if she was dead would probley get ready to blast him to pieces. Whether she could was another question, perhaps if she took the form of a golden ape she could slay him but he was quite sure in her normal super saiyan state he could take her down. Kaza on the other hand perhaps she would be less inclined to kill him. Perhaps they could talk about something maybe Alistair since they both seemed to have distaste for him. He put two fingers to his forehead reaching out to Majin Kaza if she was in hell. He was unsure but if she came to his location guess she was, "This is Plato, I’m pretty bored I’m assuming you are too you can come around where i am. Relaxing in a pocket of gravity so perhaps if you've gotten a body we can chat maybe spar for a bit." He said before going back into a closed eye Meditating stance. He was trying to learn to control his emotions better in hell so he decided meditating was the best way to do that. Majin Kaza
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Post by Majin Kaza on Jul 21, 2017 19:48:04 GMT
| Reunions carved in fist and blood |Kaza's PL: 229,640 Kaza's current PL: 1,000 (Ki Setting)
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GAIN BONUSES: AL Bonus, x70 Grav. (+70%) | | PL MULTIPLIERS: Evil Majin (x11/x15)
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Not a long time had passed since the Konatsian witch had crafted Kaza her new body. The Majin was beyond pleased- finally able to feel calm and content once more. No longer would people push her around and abuse her, no longer would she be unable to defend herself...And no longer would she be unable to force others to do what she wanted. For just a moment, this moment, Kaza felt like the strongest, most accomplished being alive.
...This, ofcourse, wasn't true. But the thought was a nice one.
Her SSE-centric armor was still battered, cracked and torn from the battle on Arcose. For some odd reason, it was never repaired along with her body. Even more odd was Kaza not really caring about the armor at that moment...It felt...Restrictive. Not for her mobility, but for her vision- her inner goals.
She was but a pawn, forced to do the bidding of her superiors...Never could she further her own agenda, and do what she thought was right, as long as she wore that armor. Besides, the SSE wasn't based in Hell...And no one was there to boss her around. Finally, Kaza could be free, doing what she wanted to do, not abiding to any superior, general, or queen.
For as long as she remained in Hell, Kaza could be her own superior.
...It was a pleasant change of pace, honestly.
Luckily, Dulce offered her a new set of clothing, based around the occult-y, ominous design her own cloak and robes were based upon. A perfect fit, that really brought out Kaza's malicious, evil persona. The Majin looked like an edgy final boss straight out of a video game, and she bloody loved every second of it!
Inside of Dulce's home, Kaza was currently attempting to hone her own skills in the arts of Magic. Her entire species revolved around the art anyway, and she always had some latent, magical power hidden inside of her...She just couldn't quite control it yet. Lazily staring at the crystal ball placed infront of her, she attempted to make a vision come to life- yet it refused to respond or cooperate.
''This bloody thing...'' She hissed under her breath, reeling back an arm in frustration. She'd been going at it for hours now, but still had NO results! Ticked off beyond belief, she tossed her arm forward, threathening to shatter the Konatsian's prized Crystal Ball!
Yet her fist halted a mere inch from the fragile glass- the sound of a strangely familiar voice echoing through her mind.
''Plato...?'' Kaza whispered in surprise. Now THAT is a voice she did not expect to hear anytime soon...Why was he contacting her so suddenly? HOW did he contact her so suddenly?! Kaza was dead, after all- stuck in the pits of Hell! The Majin stared out infront of her for a minute, her running rampant with questions. But then, suddenly, it hit her.
Plato had died as well, hadn't he?
A wicked, amused smile crept up on her face. Tightly biting down on her lip, she tried her best to hold in her laughter! For some sick, twisted reason, the realization of the Konatsian King having died as well was truly hilarious to her. Yet it also made her curious...Just how did Plato die? And why? Wasn't he on Konats, a planet neutral in the war...?
Unless, the King decided to join in as well.
Kaza quickly scribbled down a note for Dulce, who was still asleep, informing the witch that she'd be gone for a minute or two. ''This'll be interesting...'' She snickered under her breath, stepping out of Dulce's house with an eager pace.
It wouldn't be long until Kaza tracked down Plato's energy signature, following it closely with an ever-so-growing grin on her face. Having JUST retrieved her long-lost powers, Kaza was really eager to shake off the metaphorical rust from her muscles. And what better person to beat the crap out of than the Konatsian King himself?
She spotted him in the distance, sitting inside of some sort of bubble- probably the 'pocket of gravity' he mentioned. Silently, the Majin landed down infront of him, and stepped into the pocket of enhanced gravity, an extremely arrogant smirk on her face. ''Well, well, well! Lookie who we have here...!'' She chirped, crossing her arms as she stood infront of the Konatsian.
''Long time no see, eh?'' Kaza tilted her head to the side. Her face carried a smile, yet anyone could tell it was merely out of malicious spite. Mockery.
''How come, 'your majesty'? Got iced as well, didn't we?'' She cood with false sympathy, lazily tapping a finger on her bicep. The Majin's curiosity was rising as to who was it that actually killed him- just think of the options!. ''Who was the lucky one? Xylo? Alaistair? Hell, maybe someone from the SSE?' Or, wait, maybe you did it to yourself?'' Kaza giggled, eager to see just how far she could take this mockery before the Konatsian finally snapped and went wild.
TAGS: Plato OOC NOTES: Oh hello there!
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Post by Plato on Jul 21, 2017 20:37:49 GMT
Plato opened his eyes looking at the majin as she arrived as she crossed her arms before him. She seemed to be mocking him he smiling lightly, "Finally someone to talk too even if it is you." Plato said calmly looking at the Majin. He already got the feeling letting him know where he was to the majin was a bad idea however there was no way he could change that now. He sighed looking at the majin, "I did yes I’ve died for a second time." Plato said bluntly before the majin asked who had killed him. She asked if it was Xylo, Alistair or maybe someone from the SSE. She even wondered if he had killed himself. Plato tilted his head to the majin, "If i was killed by Alistair i would not dare show my face. He was sent packing from Konats that what i know. Furthermore, i told well foe of mine his little arrangement with your master." He sneered focusing on the Majin being a minion to Vennel and in extension Alistair. "As for you who killed me, you think I’d be fallen by a single foe. I’m not that pathetic it took the power of the commander of the SSE herself and a super saiyan fool named Purika along with the commands right hand woman to take me down. The one who dealt the final blow was Shemha however of the SSE as i overwhelmed by the sheer amount of man power at the battle." Plato tapped his chin eyeing the majin. "I told her a lot before i died and well i made sure not to come help you all defeat Xylo. I knew all three of you, yourself, Vennel and Alistair especially thought to take me the fool and string me along. I may have been a depressed and crazed man but i was not blind. Alistair sought to use me to get his own goals of taking the universe he wanted to do the same with Vennel. When i meet him he strived for peace that what he told me but that was far from the truth. If he wanted peace we all could still be alive working together. You, me, Vennel, Kaza, myself, Alistair and Kizuki. His own Reluctance to take a back seat was what causes it all to fall through. The arrogance that I’ve seen you began to pick up. The belief you are above those around you." Plato stopped floating his feet connecting to the ground. Seeing how low Kaza ki was he knew she was holding back but for what reason. She had gotten stronger most likely since absorbing Cipher and Breech. "I wish i could go back and sent Vennel and you to hell before i let Alistair created two more galactic level threats regardless I’m ready for a fight i need something to do." Plato whisked his hand back as Flames erupted around the two of them. Plato began to grow in size as Red carapace covered the man as he looked down at Kaza, "I'll give you the first strike i want to see if you improved some in death." He said flame escaping his lips as he waited for Kaza to attack. He was geniunally curious how strong she was. He wanted to train and if she was weak it'd only be helping her. He wanted to be stronger too despite wanting to most likely just retire in the afterlife. There was nothing to do down here so he had to find entirement somewhere. Transformed into Condensed Monster and Suppressing Powerlevel to 3,000,000
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Post by Majin Kaza on Jul 22, 2017 18:52:50 GMT
| Reunions carved in fist and blood |Kaza's PL: 229,640 Kaza's current PL: 2,526,040/3,444,600
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GAIN BONUSES: AL Bonus, x70 Grav. (+70%) | | PL MULTIPLIERS: Evil Majin (x11/x15)
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Much to the Majin's chagrin, Plato didn't seem all that enthusiastic to have her around. A long, mocking sigh came from the Konatsian- and he had quite the depressed air looming around him. Kaza crossed her arms, the teasing smile she had earlier fading into an annoyed pout.
She wanted to throw another witty quip at the guy, but he quickly began explaining just how he ended up in Hell 'for the second time', something no one could or should ever be proud of. Kaza listened on with curiosity though, eager to hear just who it was that got lucky enough to strike the talkative King down.
The anwser...Oh man.
The Commander of the SSE, as well as...-
''PPP-...P-P-P...!'' The tears began welling up in her eyes, a hand moving from to her mouth and forcing it shut- the occasional snorty laughter escaping her. THAT was a name she did NOT expect to hear pop up anytime soon, especially when it came to the death of someone as powerful as Plato!
''PURIKA!?!''
Kaza swallowed heavily- wiping the tears of laughter from her eyes. The Majin panted and heaved heavily, a hand clutching her chest. She tried her best to listen to the rest of Plato's story, but only because the mention of Purika had intrigued her. That worthless sack of shit had actually gotten the better of Plato, with Shemha's help? AND he finally turned Super Saiyan?! As much as Kaza hated the guy, she couldn't help but feel just that SLIGHT shred of pride. Either that, or Plato was a complete, incompetent idiot. Maybe a bit of both.
Then, suddenly, the conversation took a serious shift.
Things got even more interesting as Plato mused over the past. The past she shared with him, along with Vennel and Alaistair. Kaza scoffed loudly. ''What, you think I got where I am today due to that arrogant idiot?'' She hissed through her teeth, eyes lowering into a stern gaze. ''All of my strength, everything I have become...I made a reality by myself!'' Now she was angered, a serious shout echoed through the plains as Kaza waved a hand to the side, her cape and cloak ruffling in the wind.
''Alaistair was nothing but a tool to us! A stepping stone to greater power...!'' A wicked grin formed on the Majin's face as she finally confessed the truth. It felt good, knowing everyone had mistaken them for actual allies. ''And so were you, Plato! If it weren't for you and Alaistair, I wouldn't have ever gotten the chance to absorb those two androids...'' The malicious Majin snickered loudly, arms raised at her sides, palms facing skyward as to say 'Come at me.'
Plato transformed into a monstrous beast, the same form he unleashed in the battle against Breech. Kaza was more than familiar with Plato's strength, yet unlike before, Kaza was MUCH more confident in her abilities this time around!
''I suppose I should be thanking you, Plato. Even though we were never allies...You've helped me become what I am today!'' A half-smile cracked up on the Majin's face, her clear white teeth shining through the ominous shade that her hood provided. Kaza's red eyes pierced the hood's darkness, staring straight up at Plato as she unleashed her full strength.
A wicked, evil aura of purple surrounded Kaza, flaring up like a storm of fire.
The ground cracked under Kaza, fissures that ran deep into the core of Hell itself spreading around the ground. Remnants of her energy filled these cracks as Kaza bent into a low stance. Plato was offering her the first shot- while Kaza knew this was due to arrogance, she could only grin. ''Very well, King! Let's have some fun, so you can see what your stupidity has wrought!''
Kaza suddenly dashed forward with an intense amount of speed and power, her aura trailing her movements! The ground fissured and tore under her immense strength and vile aura! With a wicked, excited snarl on her face, she reeled back an arm and attempted to plant it straight into the King's forehead!
THE BATTLE BEGINS!
[UT1]Ki Setting Turned OFF! Kaza is now at full power!
Used [N1]Majin's Anger at 33% charge! 833,593 PL of damage headed toward Plato's FACE!
KP: 2/3
TAGS: Plato OOC NOTES: Let's gooo!
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Post by Plato on Jul 22, 2017 19:36:32 GMT
She seemed to burst to laughter at he mentioned the name of purika. "You act as if the man in some way was not worth being killed by. I agree hence why i used my powers as king to choose who killed me. He hit one time, one time. No more and no less." The Majin seemed slightly angered as the fact that he claimed that she was nothing a product of them. He sneered as she tried to defend herself. "You only lived cause of Alistair, if i'd not been so vulnerable in hell, i'd not of joined the fool's side. He tried like the kashvarr to make me a weapon. Regardless, you didn't make yourself. Everything about you was made by others. Your strength, it came from vennel and me. If i remember correctly i let you eat Breech Corpse after i cut him in two. I also remember you were not the one to down Cipher. You were nothing but a vulture just made of bubblegum instead of flesh." Plato turned his head slightly sighing as Alistair was a stepping stone to power, "You call what you have power? You wave around strength but do you know how to use it. Last time i saw you, you were just a wild animal just like me." Plato said a frown on his face as he took a stance looking right at the majin.
She claimed he had helped make her into the monster she was now Plato closing his eyes, "Something i regret greatly. I let Alistair cloud my judgement. I forgot who my foe was. I assumed Alistair would understand but he was willing to throw me aside once he got better pawns. Too bad i crippled those pawns." Plato opened his one eye stricken with rage, "He refused to help me instead he turned his back on the only man who would be willing to follow him. Instead he choose you and Vennel because he believed he can gain power through you two. That all he wanted you were stepping stones just like he used me. I got him stronger but when he saw me a threat to his plans he threw my aside." Kaza Power exploded to the scene her aura being filled with a darkness. What he had he help create in his life. Plato eyes diluted with rage as Plato watched the majin fly up and slam her fist into the head of Plato. He didn't dodge or counter slamming it into his head as the carapace bent and crumbled Plato sliding back with a large dent in his carapace. He looked back at Kaza spitting a glob of blood on the ground as he kicked off the ground rushing at Kaza pulling back his right fist trying to hit her in the chin with his first blow. Then he'd swing his left fist at her face but as the fist would near it would disspear into a worm hole. The Worm Hole would open back up behind Kaza as Plato attempt to hit her in the back of the head with his fist and slam her into the ground thanks to his Warp punch ability. Wether it was successful or not it'd didn't matter he wanted to make sure Kaza knew he was not hear to play around. He was going to be attacking at full throttle from the start.
Warp Punch (N1)
Plato using his magic telports right behind his foe before smashing them into the ground with his fist. Charges at 33 percent For 1,000,000 damage heading to knock Kaza into the ground from behind Kp:2/3
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Post by Majin Kaza on Jul 23, 2017 21:55:20 GMT
| Reunions carved in fist and blood |Kaza's PL: 229,640 Kaza's current PL: !!3,674,240/4,592,800!! |
GAIN BONUSES: AL Bonus, x70 Grav. (+70%) | | PL MULTIPLIERS: !!Hateful Majin (x16/x20)!!
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Her fist cracked against the fallen King's thick carapace, a booming shockwave and loud echo exploding through their area. The feeling it gave her, both physically as well as mentally, was astonishing- amazing...! Kaza had no interest for Plato's talks at that moment, being in the heat of battle and all. Their fight was much- much more interesting...For now. The King charged back at her, his gargantuan body made his movements easy to read and predict- Kaza's quick and nimble body was thus easily able to evade the first punch as she flew back. Looking on though, the King threw a second punch at her. The Majin simply scoffed, raising her arms into a defensive cross as she braced for impact. Yet then, suddenly, the first warped through space-time itself! ''What...!?''
Kaza's instincts screamed at her to turn around- and she did, yet it was too late. The heavy swing crashed straight into her body, producing a dull, thunderous boom. The mere shockwave was enough to crack the floor and sky itself, and Kaza flew back with the force of a million explosions. She crashed, twisted, and turnt like a helpless ragdoll, skidding to a violent stop several feet behind the fallen King.
Kaza laid motionless for a mere moment, yet then...She smiled.
She gasped a low, guttural snicker, climbing back to her feet like a drunken zombie.
''Isn't this great, Plato?'' Kaza asked in an ominous tone, her neck twisting and snapping into place as she turned around to face the King. Both her arms raised themselves, gesturing toward the cracked, broken battlefield they stood upon. Hell itself. ''In here, we can fight to our heart’s content, beat and brutalize each other for the rest of eternity! We both could stay and fight here until the entire universe collapses in on itself…!'' The Majin raised her voice into a grandiose, awe-inspired shout. Her eyes were distant and widened- anyone could tell that Kaza had truly become an unstable monster.
''But we both don't want that...Do we?''
''No...You and I have greater plans. Plans for the living. For our future.''
Her fingers curled up like claws, an electrifying purple mist of magical aura firing up around them. ''You see, Plato...For too long I have blindly obeyed the Empire, doing whatever it was they tasked of me...'' Kaza's voice became low and malicious as she started to levitate into the air, her aura now circling her entire body. A realization she realized too late...How the SSE has treated her- abused her...
All it spawned was malice.
''I was an idiot...Unable to think or act for myself...But I've grown.'' Her eyes averted the King's gaze, her voice quickly gaining a sombre tone. One filled with regret, yet self-realization.
''I’m finally starting to see the truth, Plato. Why should I continue to obey THEIR orders, when I can just become powerful enough to carve my OWN path!?'' In truth, her words had no purpose in this conversation. She came to fight- yet here she was starting to realize her greatest flaws throughout her own life. Things she didn't notice- refused to notice. All Kaza ever wanted was to be appreciated, to have a purpose in life...Have people accept her.
But death had shown her the truth.
And it made something inside of her snap.
''Because they gave me a reason to live!? Because they gave me a home?! Because they respected me!?'' She shouted out in a tone filled with nothing but pain. Kaza's hands trembled at her sides, and her breathing became ragged- uncontrolled. The vile haze inside of her mind began to fester once more- visions of her past racing by and taunting her very being.
Tears welled up in her eyes.
''I was lead to my death...And no one cared! They played me like a fucking fiddle, used me as a tool of war...AND NOTHING ELSE. PURPOSE? RESPECT? THEY WERE ALL LIES!''
Fists clenched with unbridled rage, her arms trembled in defiant hatred. Everything inside of her mind turned into a bloodied haze, the only thing she could think or feel being just how betrayed she felt. Her aura grew to even larger and more furious proportions, cracking the ground and splitting the dark clouds above them. All of her emotions reached a boiling point...And finally, it overflowed.
''THEY’LL PAY, JUST LIKE EVERYONE ELSE!''
''FUCK THE EMPIRE, FUCK THIS WAR!''
''FUCK...EVERYONE!''
In that moment, a long-buried evil was finally unleashed. Malice, corruption, wickedness...Hatred. Kaza let out a loud, bone-chilling scream that carried on for miles, her entire body hunching backwards as she truly let out every ounce of malevolence she felt inside. Rock was lifted from the ground, instantly incinerating as it contacted Kaza's growing energy. It was as if the Afterlife itself could feel the intense hatred at display here- and it too, was losing its balance.
Kaza collapsed, followed by a long silence.
Moments after, she rose up again, a hateful, wide-eyes glare gazing directly at Plato. All the emotion in her face had died, and outwardly...She seemed scarily calm. ''Maybe it was my own fault for not noticing it earlier...Yet at this point…I don't care.'' Kaza hissed.
''All I feel is HATE.''
In that moment...Kaza had become malice incarnate.
Pure. Evil.
Kaza has officially renounced the SSE!
Hateful Majin (x16/x20) UNLOCKED!
Kaza's NEW PL: !!3,674,240/4,592,800!!
No actions taken, +1 to KP.
KP: 3/3
TAGS: Plato OOC NOTES: O shIT'S GETTING SERIOUS BOIII (Now come at me seriously )
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Post by Plato on Jul 23, 2017 22:38:27 GMT
Plato looked at the Majin as she hit the ground before getting to her feet. Plato starred her down his eyes hinting nothing of what he was feeling. He was staring down a hateful creature. She spouted nonsense how they could fight forever, no one could stop them they were dead. Then she spoke once more the feeling getting far darker Plato feeling a tinge of anger going up his spine. Not for what she said but she explained she was just a tool of the empire. The will of the empire exerted on a single being that had not fallen. Who saw the truth in the matter that to them they were nothing but tools? He had let the Majin fall he could have saved her couldn't of he? He could have taken her in when she landed showed the error of her ways? Maybe he could have saved someone. The King didn't avert the majin. "There is no future for me." He said as she spoke about how they wanted to live their lives carve out a life and return. There was no point to return, what was there to go back too. "I never had a future. The Empire took my future and spat on it and threw it into the wind." Plato gave Kaza a dead eye stare, "And i let one more of their warriors rise i did nothing to try and save someone, but perhaps it didn't matter perhaps i could not of saved a single person." Plato watched as the majin seemed to vent all her feeling all her emotions to him. She stated she wanted to make her own path beyond the empire. She seemed to be consumed by her hate. She seemed to have some sort of inner struggle. Plato hand reached out but the blasting her strength of her aura made him unable to simply push past. She was growing stronger by the second.
Plato stepped forward his aura coming to life as he was trying not be blown back. She was so much stronger; she was getting strong but all the wrong reasons. She was becoming just like him, "Kaza you can fight it you don't have to fall into darkness like me!" Plato screamed out trying to reach the majin to little avail. Even if she heard him she seemed to be too far gone. Plato keeps walking forward as she talked how she was used for a war because she was too foolish to notice she was a tool of war. It was uncanny how much he felt him and Kaza shared. It was if Kaza was what he could have been. A side if he let himself be consumed, "It could still happen you know if we became like the Majin a vessel of rage and hatred we'd be unstoppable." Savitair voice snapped into his head Plato face twisting into rage. He didn't need Savitair trying to control him he was free he could make his own choices. Plato keep stepping forward as he'd get close as possible to the majin standing over her. Plato eyes lingered with sadness. Perhaps from his past he could understand the majin but it seemed all too late. He had been late....again. He had made the wrong choice, and it cost someone. Not himself but the majin. If he had done something what if he had told her the evil of the empire and brought her to his side. Someone that could find peace on konats they could find it together. Plato shoulder sagged for a second as he heard her speak. Plato watched as the majin spoke claiming she could only feel hate.
It an emotion he felt strongly at the moment too.
When he had not met someone and hated them. Very few people had he meet he had not hated. The Empire, Breech, the Kashvarr, the Earthlings, Zucceta, Mayze, Shemha, Vennel, Alistair and so many other names that were on the tip of his tongue or he had just forgot. "You only feel hate. Why is it that in hell i found someone that is like a reflection of me but i was too late to try and steer them free." Plato said closing his eyes for a moment. Plato foot slammed down his aura exploding to life his gaze lifting up to eye the majin, "I finally realized why i need to go back. I realized why i need to leave hell. It was something i been thinking since i got here but i thought that i was done. I was done with the universe for the simple fact it had nothing left to give to me. It had given me nothing but failure after failure. Loss after loss. The Universe drew me a bad hand and i never turned it around. It was like you, we both had bad hands, while others had good hand great or ok hands. Right when we played the game we were destined to lose not cause of skill or will but because we had a hurdle to climb that could not be climbed. So i realized something. I need to go back to fix what i didn't make right. I can't change what i did but i can try and fix it." Plato was slowly rising to max power, he intended to fight full out now. Before it was training but this was no longer training. He was fighting against something he had been fighting his whole life. He was fighting a force bent of breaking him. He was fighting against the hatred that expelled from his soul and others soul. “I realized to fix the past, it starts with you." Plato stood over his eyes daunting with a glow, a fire in his soul. If he wanted to change, if he wanted to fix his mistakes this was his only chance. He had to do what he could to help the Majin. Plato waited for the Majin to get to her feet to fight. He would be there to stop let he expel her hate. That was the best first response he could think of.
*Plato has powered up to his max and waits for the majin to attack intending to fight at full force* Powerlevel:5,685,840 Kp:3/3
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Post by Majin Kaza on Jul 26, 2017 21:02:38 GMT
| Reunions carved in fist and blood |Kaza's PL: 229,640 Kaza's current PL: 3,674,240/4,592,800 |
GAIN BONUSES:AL Bonus, x70 Grav. (+70%) | | PL MULTIPLIERS: Hateful Majin (x16/x20)
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''Hmpf-''
The Majin remained deadly silent as she glared up at the monstrous Konatsian. Despite her initial outburst, Kaza looked surprisingly calm now- scarily calm. In truth, she was still angered beyond belief- frustrated, betrayed, abused, and filled with hatred. Yet instead of succumbing to blind rage, Kaza was instead strangely peaceful with herself.
She had accepted her past, and her hatred.
Yet whilst she had accepted her past, and seeked to focus on the future instead- Plato was the exact opposite. The Konatsian was stuck in a cycle of 'if only', lamenting that he maybe could've saved Kaza, if he had just helped her sooner. Kaza scoffed loudly, a glare filled with animosity staring up at the King. ''Do you really think I want to change, Plato?'' Kaza's voice was calm. Soft and peaceful, yet still filled with malice. An unsettling juxtaposition with her newfound intense, fiery energy.
''I've already accepted it- ALL of it.'' She hissed in a quiet tone. ''My past, my weakness, what had been done to me...I've accepted it. I know I can't change what happened, so why bother?'' Kaza let out in a spiteful tone, eyes lowering with malice as she stared at Plato.
''I'll just focus on the future...MY future!''
The Majin clenched her fists as a sadistic grin crept up on her face. Lips trembled in hungry anticipation, teeth biting down on the insides of her cheeks with a low snicker. ''A future where everyone's suffered the way I did...!'' Her hands lifted themselves in a grandiose way- her grin only growing larger and larger. ''After all...If I wasn't allowed to be happy...Why should I allow anyone else to be happy...!?'' Kaza snarled in a disgustingly sadistic tone. To her, this was the truth. There was nothing left for her in the world for the living. No family, no friends, no allies- and no purpose. Realizing this, though, the hatred she felt had given her a new future- a renewed purpose.
This was her new purpose.
To make the universe suffer.
Her entire body began crackling with vicious, purple lightning. It discharged everywhere, cracking and splitting the ground around her, sending deep cuts into the stone. ''I'M DONE BEING ABUSED BY THE UNIVERSE, PLATO, SO NOW I WILL ABUSE IT IN RETURN!'' Kaza let out in a loud, vengeful scream. Stone and rock was flung away and tossed aside mercilessly as her energy crackled and tore at the space between them. Her body and voice were drowned in the energetic, mystic screech- morphing her tone into that you only hear in nightmares. ''THEY TOOK AWAY EVERYTHING I HAD AND EVER HOPED TO HAVE, SO NOW I'LL TAKE EVERYTHING AWAY FROM THEM!'' What goes around, comes around. Kaza had been beaten, broken, and hurt- and had lived a cruel lie for her entire life. She finally had enough of it all, aiming to repay the Universe for how it wronged her. If it wanted her to suffer, she'd make it suffer a thousand times worse.
After all, they say the scariest people are those who have nothing left to lose.
Kaza had become one of those people.
Her breathing was ragged and heavy, trying to keep a stable control over the massive surge of power she felt. It tore at her physically, only enhancing the bloodlust and animosity she felt towards everything else. Kaza growled lowly, teeth gritting against one another with twitching eyes. ''If you want to try and stop me, Plato, go ahead!'' She spat with an endless reserve of venom, her mere expression enough to kill a man. ''I'D LOVE TO SEE YOU TRY!'' Kaza screamed in pure insanity, tossing her head backwards as she began cackling loudly!
In a near-instant, she thrusted her entire body forward and let out a loud, high-pitched grunt, suddenly blasting forth with terrifying speed and strength! In a brutal display of her viciousness, Kaza attempted to dash straight past the King whilst delivering a heavy, brutal swing to his stomach. If succesfull, Kaza would turn around and continue her reckless assault, continuing to dash and assault the large Konatsian from all angles, hammering away with world-breaking swings!
Kaza has unleashed her [UP2]Majin's Fury, at 66% charge! 2,424,998 PL of damage headed towards Plato, intending to brutally injure him!
KP: 1/3
TAGS: Plato OOC NOTES: SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG AAA
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Post by Plato on Jul 27, 2017 0:50:01 GMT
The Majin spoke asking if he thought she wanted to change. Plato looked up a deadly seriousness in his eyes, "If the world refuses to change you must make your will know to change it. If you hated what the SSE did to you, then you should change to represent the values they spit on. If you just hate Humanity then perhaps you uphold what you hate about it. It simple really, so yes i do think you want to change i just don't think it’s easy to do. I wanted to change and i doubt i ever will. Become less hateful of what people had done to me and while the hate has lessened it still burns in my soul." He shifted his weight one arm in the air as he watched the Majin as she spoke again far softer than last time. She accepts what had happened to her but instead of trying to become better she was going down darker treads. His eyes wandered a hint of uncentincy hitting him. Was this perhaps the type of person he had been seen as? One that hurdled over the past and refused to change into a being bent on trying to fix the past. Instead she would destroy everything else, so everyone was in her same level of suffering. He narrowed his gaze his aura flowing around him. If this was Kaza if this was what she was going to be, then Plato would have to stop her.
Her power increased once more Pink Lighting circling her body. He sighed as she spoke Plato straightening up a frown on his face. She was going to return and bring death in her wake. It was not unexpected but he also didn't want to take her threat lightly. She was strong enough to pose a sizable threat. This was neither Purika nor Shemha. Purika was a foolish saiyan; Shemha was a commander and skilled warrior. Kaza was more akin to a beast then a normal. Savitair voice rang in his head again, "We should team up with this one she speaking my Language , destroying things that is what we need to be doing, not trying to save what can't be saved." Plato eyes snapped open the voice disappearing. "Shut up demon." He muttered under his breath. She let out a scream the rocks in the area rising up. Plato watched as she spoke again challenging him to try and stop her. Plato looked her dead in the eyes as she came rushing in as she thrusted her body as she dashed right past him. He could see that he'd need to avoid this one so he did. He used the afterimage technique. The Afterimage was shit spitting out but no blood came out. Instead after the Stomach Punch the Image of Plato disappeared Plato appearing in the air above Kaza. He pushed his hand out ki circling it.
Plato didn't know what he wanted to do just yet. Part of him wanted to defeat the Majin as fast as possible before she had the chance to get any stronger. A part of him wanted to try and calm her down. Part of him knew that was not possible. Yet he still wanted to try. This Majin reminded him of himself when before his first stint in hell. Hell-bent on revenge through any means. It made him happy for a time but once he got his goal he was sad. He had focused on one thing alone with no plans after. He just swallowed himself in another pool of regret and sadness which lead to more conflict with himself and others. An endless cycle of battle till they were put down. Savitair once again entered his mind, "She a real handful i can't believe your partially responsible for such a monster. She could soon reach the levels of that other Majin. I doubt we can take her as a joke, we need to destroy her." Savitair voice rang true Plato sighing, "Your not wrong i can't just sit around, destroy her i'm not sure just yet." He spoke as a barrage of ki blast escape his hands. The Ball looked like small suns which rushed down at the Majin exploding into masses of fire on impact with the ground. He keeps his eyes on the Majin she may have had some new tricks up her sleeve. Maybe being a high ranking SSE could have some secret technique like that Final Flash Technique. If she did he'd not be sure he could actually defeat her. He was stronger yes but a quick burst of power would he be able to stop that. He didn't focus on that for the time being, he needed to watch his guard and step as he fought the powerful majin.
Used N1: Afterimage to Dodge Majin's Furry Kp:2/3
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Post by Majin Kaza on Jul 29, 2017 16:40:37 GMT
| Reunions carved in fist and blood |Kaza's PL: 229,640 Kaza's current PL: 3,674,240/4,592,800 |
GAIN BONUSES: AL Bonus, x70 Grav. (+70%) | | PL MULTIPLIERS: Hateful Majin (x16/x20)
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A disgustingly powerful clothesline rammed straight into the would-be Plato, producing a gigantic shockwave and rupturing earthquake! Kaza squealed in delight as the massive impact landed, the feeling of pain and inflicting pain extremely satisfying to the sadistic Majin. Yet then, suddenly, her arm phased right through the massive Konatsian, before dissapating into thin air! ''What!? When did he...!?'' She thought, only now realizing that Plato was still stronger AND faster than her.
She halted mid-air, turning sharply to face the real Plato once more, who hovered in the air above her. Scoffing loudly, she got into a low crouch, only now having the time to respond to Plato's endless ramblings. ''What, so you want me to turn GOOD!? Become some shitty hero of peace and love?!'' She shouted up at him, a hint of mockery in her voice. Snorting loudly, she suddenly bursted out in deranged laughter! ''AAAAHAHAHAHA!!! DON'T MAKE ME LAUGH, KING!'' Kaza hunched over, placing her hands on her knees as the hilarity of Plato's words nearly made her cry. What a vague, stupid concept- ''Good.'', what did it even really mean? To Kaza...Nothing.
''You and I both know that hatred and anger lead to power, Plato! Just look at Xylo, or yourself for that matter! Do you really think anyone becomes powerful because they want to spread stupid shit like LOVE and PEACE?! You're even dumber than I imagined!'' Her words turned into a disgusted, deranged snarl. Her tone in general was one of pure insanity- the once innocent and peppy Majin had really devolved into a mindless monster only seeking blood and terror. ''And besides...'' Kaza was a lost cause in all senses of the word...
Something she too knew, and had accepted.
''I̢̱͚̖̪͍̲'̜̝V̳͖̥̻̮͉̖̕E̯̖͎̭͕ ̦̖͠A̲͕̖̳̖L̙̥R͉͎͈̩̻EA̡͕̠͉̗̙̗̲D̵̪̩̝̣̝͚͍Y̳̪ ̵͕̰͉̙̞̳̫C͡O̷̜ṈS̫͎̹͓U̼̱̥͟M͏̹͎̼̥̫͙͙E̪D̴̺̪̘̼ ̱̲͎A̶̬͕͖̯̳̯L͙̟̥L̞ ̸͇Ţ̭ͅH̰̺̻̲͎͔E̦͚̫͕̖̱͍͢ ̹̀GO̭̥̩ͅO̷͕̰D ̴̙̺͙̱̮͔ͅI͡N̘̫̺̱ ̢M̵Y͔͍̺̩͈̝ ̸H͓̱͈͜ͅE͓͇̲̤͜A̠͖͕͇͜ͅR̪̜̱T̙''
The truly terrifying thing was the fact that Kaza wasn't even lying. All the good left in her had truly been exterminated. Consumed, and long-forgotten. There was no mercy left in her heart and soul- no empathy, or compassion. All she knew and cared for was death and destruction.
CHAOS.
A barrage of regular energy blasts was flung at her from above, making Kaza grin maliciously in response. What, did he really think an attack like that would harm her?! ''Whats wrong Plato, taking PITY on me?!'' She shouted loudly, blasting forth toward the barrage of energy, eyes locked on Plato and Plato alone. She flew through and past some of the blasts, swatting and batting away the ones that came too close. They singed and burnt her skin- yet not enough to make her stop her reckless assault! ''Come on, fight seriously already!'' Kaza screamed in mocking, deranged laughter, suddenly skidding to a stop!
She came to a full stop and lunged an arm foward, which at first looked like it could never reach Plato. But then, her arm extended and stretched to impossible lengths, snaking it's way right toward the Konatsian king! Kaza would attempt to wrap her arm around Plato's leg like a snake strangling it's prey, before swinging him overhead and slamming him straight into the ground below her, accompanied by a bone-chilling grunt!
Kaza attempts to wrap her arm around Plato's leg, before slamming him into the ground!
No techs used, +1 KP!
KP: 2/3
TAGS: Plato OOC NOTES: Sorry this took a bit!
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Post by Plato on Jul 31, 2017 18:33:01 GMT
Plato eyes narrowed, "No, i don't expect you to become some good person on the flick of a wrist. However, anything better than a monster. Devoid of a true purpose just fighting on rage." He had done it for years and it leads him to nothing. It was just an endless cycle of sadness and rage but he had the chance to break it. "Your right hate leads to power but that power is hollow and it was never just about hate. I used my Hate to push myself but it was always with the goal to protect my people. To avenge them from the wrong doing of the empire and the Kashvarr." Plato spat eyeing the hateful majin who seemed to have no intention of even listening. That was fine if she didn't want to change, well it wasn't. He wanted to try and help her but he was unsure how. Plato gritted his teeth as she asked if he was taking pity on her. "Taking Pity on you...yes, yes i am." Plato said bluntly as the Majin raced through the barrage of ki blast as they sired at her skin but didn't seem to have much of an effect. She screamed out for him to fight serious as he looked down at her. If that was what she wanted she could have it. If Power was what going to get through skull then that was what he had to do.
Suddenly she skipped to a stop Plato pulling his arms back as he stopped barraging her with ki blasts as one of her arms wrapped around his leg sending him flying into the ground. He didn't make any action to stop it just slamming into the ground. Plato aura rushed around him. It became Clear the only way to change the majin was to beat her until she understood. She was too enraged and too sorrowful to be talked with. She would not be able to understand a word he was saying. Savitair voice lingered from before, he had to fight to kill or at least as close as he could to do. After all he could not kill the majin as they were both dead. However, he could not pull back his punches they might have been the only thing that could get through to the Majin. He clenched his fist nodding to himself. That was how he’d stop her. Slowly stepping out of the rubble. "You wanted me Serious i hope you can handle it majin." Plato looked up at the Majin as he flew up slowly so he'd be at eye level with the Majin. When he got there he'd stare at her a couple of seconds before rushing right at her. He'd pull his fist back as he got close but as he did he'd fly down his tail rushing out from behind him with the attempt to stab the majin. He'd then get behind attempting to Barrage the majin from behind to stab her deeper and deeper into the tail if she didn't dodge it in the first place. He was going to teach her why you didn't prod him. He'd not hold back anything if she so desired.
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Post by Majin Kaza on Jul 31, 2017 20:03:29 GMT
| Reunions carved in fist and blood |Kaza's PL: 229,640 Kaza's current PL: 3,903,880 |
GAIN BONUSES: AL Bonus, x70 Grav. (+70%) | | PL MULTIPLIERS: Hateful Majin w/ Bulking (x17)
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The amazing control a Majin had over their elastic body really was one of their most dangerous weapons. Being able to extend and stretch your body out in the most obsure ways made for a stupidly effective weapon, and it seemed that even Plato, despite being much stronger and faster than her, was caught off-guard by it! It surely felt good to see Plato get slammed straight into the ground like that, and sent a wave of satisfaction through Kaza's sadistic body. A malicious grin crept up on her face whilst her arm retracted to its normal size, accompanied by a dark chuckle.
She then scoffed at Plato's words, once again growing frustrated at just how dense Plato really was. ''Devoid of purpose? Really, Plato?'' Kaza sighed a heavy sigh, shaking her head in arrogant denial. ''Either you're deaf, or just really fucking stupid!'' The Majin snarled, a hate-filled glare slowly turning into a malicious, crooked smile.
''Didn't I just tell you!? I'm going to burn down everything, Plato! I'll get revenge on EVERYONE for what they've done to me!'' Kaza hissed in violent anger and vile hatred. Her hands clenched into tight fists, which she held at her side. Arms flexed with an unstable shake, before Kaza's aura fired up and raged around her like a whirlwind once more! ''THAT is my 'true purpose', Plato! Or does that not count as a purpose in that warped, delusional brain of yours?!'' She shouted at the Konatsian as he started to emerge from the rubble. Kaza's teeth began clenching in anger again, frustrated to see yet another person refuse to understand her. No one did. And whoever didn't understand her pain, her purpose, could just drop dead.
''I've spent decades doing things for OTHER people, and got nothing for it in return! And now that I'm finally doing what makes ME happy, you're trying to tell me I don't have a PURPOSE!?!''
''...If you think I'm a monster...Then whatever, fine.''
''I don't care.''
Kaza grew deadly silent, eyes following Plato's movements closely as he rose up to meet her face-to-face. She didn't utter a word, and neither did the King. All they did was stare at eachother intensely. No audible words were spoken, yet their faces, their expressions, they already said enough. A clash of polar opposites, yet people that were still the exact same in some aspects. Their battle was not yet over, and wouldn't be for some time. No longer was this about senseless training and sparring- Kaza had a point to prove. She had herself to prove.
As if on cue, both fighters suddenly bursted forth and charged right at eachother! Kaza's aura sprung to life again, larger than before, accompanied by a vicious warcry as she too pulled a fist backwards! The Majin rammed her fist forth with all the strength she could muster, only to see Plato suddenly duck under it!
She let out a deranged snarl as widened eyes followed the King's movements, unaware of the sharp tail headed her way! As the tail zoomed right for her, Kaza's sights sprung back to it and she flew to the side. The sharp edge of Plato's tail cut and ripped straight through Kaza's stomach, slicing straight through the cloth and leaving a nasty, deep slash!
Kaza let out a blood-curdling yelp of pain, widened, quivering eyes filled with hatred snapping toward the Konatsian. A barrage of fists flew at her mercilessly, and the Majin responded with a barrage of her own! Yet when Kaza and Plato's fists collided, it was obvious who the stronger of the two was. The Majin's fists was quickly pushed backwards, before Plato's other fists smashed right in her face! And another, and another, and another!
Eventually the painful, monstrous impact of all the punches made her fly backwards. Kaza quickly flipped herself backwards, and halted herself mid-air. Bruised and bloodied, her damaged face shook in unbridled anger as it glared right at the King. ''Took you long enough to get serious, didn't it!?!'' She screamed at him in pure, spiteful sarcasm. Her teeth grit against one another, arms flexing by her sides as she began to harness her energy once more! ''No, that's GOOD! I fucking hate it when people hold back!'' Kaza let out in a fit of deranged, vile laughter.
''So let's stop fucking around, YEAH!?!''
Kaza thrusted her chest forward, and unleashed a heavy grunt! A dull 'boom' echoed through her body, and her muscles became visibly more defined! The Majin had amped up her own physical strength, yet she wasn't done yet! Her two arms crossed, and gripped the sleeves of her undershirt tightly. Then, with a fierce rip, she tore away the sleeves, exposing her arms fully. Two extra arms suddenly expanded out of her body, forming in the span of seconds. Their fists clenched and unclenched, and Kaza smiled maliciously. ''Much better...!'' She hissed, crouching down into a low stance before blasting right at Plato once more! ''LET'S SEE HOW YOU LIKE THIS, KING!''
She'd unleash a powerful barrage of intense punches, aimed right at Plato! ''DOORARARARARARARARA!-'' Her four fists punched with such vicious speed that they appeared as vague blurs, but everyone of them unleashed a shockwave akin to a bullet that was unleashed from their chamber! ''OORARARARARARARARAA!!''
Used [UT]Pumped up! +x1 to offensive PL, -x3 to defensive PL!
Used [UT]Vishnu Majin! Kaza gets two extra arms to fight with!
TAGS: Plato OOC NOTES: UNLEASH THE JOJO REFERENCE
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Post by Plato on Jul 31, 2017 20:35:02 GMT
"There is no purpose is unneeded destruction that is a fact. You are more lost that you can possible imagine. You were just like me once and now that i can see you, i understand why walker ended my life the first time. So fueled by revenge i could only see what was in front of me. My only desire was to kill those who got my in my way. Wether that be the innocent or the guilty." Plato shifted his stance as she told him she wanted to do this. She wanted to kill people, she wanted to harm people but not just a certain group everyone. Everyone and anyone was on her hit list for revenge. Plato looked at the Majin through a cold lense. She truly had become a demon. Fighting for nothing more then an empty goal. There was not victory in killing there was no victory in misery. This had to stop before it went any farther. His Tail while it didn't impale her he did overpower her with ease in there barrage of fists which was expected. The Majin was bloody up from the exchange of blows the Konstian just keeping his gaze locked right on her waiting for any sudden new signs of movement. She seemed happy he was going to take her serious now he didn't speak a word. He gave her a cold stare as if trying to stab into her soul. In the living world he held some back because of bonds but he didn't have that problem. The Majin had only done horrible things since he had meet him. It was his fault she had done such thing as well, if he had killed her things would be different. Yet, he was too weak he left Alistair get in the way.
Plato turned his head slightly his face in a frown as he brought his hands forward as the Majin bulked up and she grew two new arms. Plato watched as she rushed right at him throwing a barrage of punches. He lifted his arms to catch two of the first fists but he left his stomach exposed and was hit by the barrage of the other two fist as he slid back trying to hold onto her arms. Her new found strength however forced him to let go of arms as he put his arms up to absorb the damage of the barrage he backpedaling from the force. Armor on his arms began to break and fly off in all direction's reveling his skin underneath which now took the pounding of the barrage the Konstian not even trying to fight back. His mind was focused somewhere else. Above the two of them the Weather began to shift. The once red skies began to turn black above them covering the area in a thick thunderstorm rain pounding down as she barraged him. This was no accident this was Plato himself using his mind to twist weather itself. A more cunning apporch to battle then when he was alive prehaps a reflection of how he wanted to change. He was not keen on just using force to get his way. He had to be smarter and more cunning as he fought strong foes. They would outsmart him if he didn't evolve and they would beat him.
As the barrage Continued Plato finally seemed ready to fight back as he pulled his arm back from the guard thrusting it out but not to attack. He'd form a ki blast trying to briefly blind the Majin before thrusting his other hand back as the Clouds began to rumble. The Demonic engeries of the plane of hell combined with his abilities created one heck of a storm and he intended to use every single ounce. Like a Lighting Rod Plato pulled lighting down from the sky aimed at the two of them but as it came down and with hoping the Majin would be blinded he'd kick back as the Lighting would attempting to slam down right into the Majin. Plato flew back Plato watching the Majin from the smoke. The Storm would continue around them as Lighting and rain crashed all along the battle field. His eyes locked at the Majin as if to say, "If this is what you got to throw at me your not going to last all that long." As he waited to see how she would combat his attack. Would she dodge it, absorb the damage or maybe reflect it back? Only time would tell what she would do agiasnt Plato's attack.
*Plato trying to do a subtle use of Technique: N1-Chain lighting Description: Plato has learned more about the magic of his people he can now create blue bolts of lighting which he fires at his foes. 33 percent attack through his other tech
Bend: Weather (Ut) Plato can Bend the weather in an area to his will using his magic causing it to be sunny or causing a powerful storm. He can use this to cause damage or give him a tactical advantage. (Currently the Weather is a Thunderstorm)
For a Total of 1,895,280 Damage aiming to shock and burn the majin from above. Kp:2/3
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Post by Majin Kaza on Aug 1, 2017 20:26:33 GMT
| Reunions carved in fist and blood |Kaza's PL: 229,640 Kaza's current PL: 3,903,880 |
GAIN BONUSES: AL Bonus, x70 Grav. (+70%) | | PL MULTIPLIERS: Hateful Majin w/ Bulking (x17)
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Kaza's newfound strength was enough to temporarily overpower the Konatsian King, freeing herself from his grip and actually able to land some blows! It felt absolutely amazing to be able to hurt this dumb bastard after being so afraid of him when she was on Konats! No longer was Kaza some unimportant blind dog from the SSE, she had finally grown! First she would surpass Plato, then the SSE, and then the rest of the galaxy! All would crumble before her! ''WHAT'S WRONG PLATO?! CAN'T HANDLE THE HEAT? AAHAHAHA!!'' She screamed and cackled over the sharp, intense echoes her punches produced. Before long the armor covering his forearms was starting to break and crumble, leaving his arms exposed for Kaza to hammer on mercilessly!
The Majin thought she had the Konatsian overpowered and beat, either because he was too scared to fight back or was still holding pity on her. Kaza, however, was completely of Plato's weather manipulation- and thus completely ignored the drips of rain that started to clatter onto her face.
The rain quickly became more and more intense, from a light drizzle to a complete downpour. Kaza paid it no mind though, her sights and attention locked onto Plato, and Plato alone. When the Konatsian finally reacted, tossing out an energy blast right at her face, she finally stopped her assault. Her four arms crossed infront of her face and torso, forming two 'X's that protected her from the impact. When she lowered her guard and looked back, though, she saw Plato jumping backwards!
Kaza tried to rush after him, already cocking back an arm, yet was unaware of the heavy thunderstorm above them! The lightning Plato had called down crashed straight into her, producing an absurdly loud shockwave as it tore at Kaza, shocking her heavily! Kaza let out a bone-chilling scream of pain and frustration, feeling her flesh bubble and melt under the intense heat.
''G-GHh...HHRR!'' A deranged growl came from Kaza as the cloud of smoke settled. Molten skin drooped off of her face and four arms as a hateful glare stared right at the Konatsian. She looked like a monster right out of a horror story, rotten and decomposed. ''A-Alright you clever piece of shit- not impressed yet!?!'' Kaza snarled, holding all four of her arms back. ''You sure you want me to get serious?!'' The Majin shouted at Plato, tone filled with venom and spite.
She breathed in deeply, closing her eyes as the storms raged around her. As her breathing became more and more controlled, all the wounds scattered along her body began to mend back together. Gashes and cuts stitched back together, bruises faded away, and molten skin regained its healthy structure. In the span of seconds, Kaza had completely regenerated herself, all injuries and pain she felt completely gone!
''Ready for round two, you sad excuse for a King?!''
Kaza was completely done playing around now. She thought Plato would be a nice plaything for a while, someone strong she could hone her skills against- yet the Konatsian proved too frustrating. Every thought and conviction Kaza had completely clashed with Plato's, something she had a tough time handling. The Majin felt as if she really wasn't understood at all- and this only lead to her growing more and more hate. Hate towards Plato, hate towards the SSE...
Hate towards the entire Universe.
She levitated far into the skies, reaching as far as the clouds Plato was manipulating. Letting out a deep groan, all four of her arms extended toward her sides, trembling and shaking with malicious energy! The Majin's purple aura fired up all around her, covered in a thick swirling mist of pure, condensed magic. ''WHY AM I EVEN WASTING MY TIME ON YOU, PLATO!? YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND ME ANYWAY!'' Kaza screamed down at him, as if she was about to burst out into tears. Thunder and lightning raged more and more violently, clouds parting to make way for the Majin's intense powers.
''NO ONE UNDERSTANDS ME! I'M SICK OF IT, SO FUCKING SICK OF IT!'' She continued to wail in seething rage and despair. Her four arms began crackling with the same lightning Plato's weather produced- the clouds began swirling around Kaza, as if it turned into a whirlpool, with her in the middle! The lightning riddled within the clouds began mixing with Kaza's own magical, rampant energy, mixing clear, blue lightning with her own vile, purple lightning! The clouds flashed and flickered with an ominous pink light, gone unstable by Kaza's energy as she absorbed it!
Tears of sorrow and hatred flung from her eyes, vile energies riddled with dark emotions continuing to charge...!
''I'LL JUST KILL THEM ALL! EVERYTHING THEY HAVE EVER LOVED! MAYBE THEN THEY'LL UNDERSTAND ME...!''
Kaza got hit by [N1]Chain Lightning, and took all of the damage!
[Racial]Regeneration used to heal all wounds!
Kaza is charging her [Racial]Magic Tricks! This turn at 100/66%, next turn at 200/132%!
KP: 3/3
TAGS: Plato OOC NOTES:
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Post by Plato on Aug 1, 2017 21:30:31 GMT
The Bolt connected with the Majin as was left a mess from the powerful bolt of Lightning. He would smile but he knew the Majin could easily heal from the wounds. It was not much a victory in that sense. He looked the Majin dead in the eyes as she spoke still not speaking a word. There were no words to be spoken at the same as she asked him if she wanted her to get serious. He took that more as words of someone in desperation. She was not going to get any stronger then this at least he assumed. If she was why she had not used it earlier. She much of been arrogant, far more than he expected. He looked up as the Lighting Crackled around all of them rain pounding on the two of them. He watched as the Majin gathered her strength the rumbling of power alerted him to the fact she was going to be unleashing a very powerful attack. Plato shifted his weight pulling one arm as she spoke screaming at him that he didn't understand her. He looked up a sad look on his face, "I only know what you told me if there more than perhaps i don't but from what i heard i think i understand you well enough. You been used and have been seen as dispensable a tool to be used by those with little regard for how you feel. You were turned into a weapon with the intent focus to kill and destroy is that not true?" Plato said calmly as his arm began to spark with ki.
"I understand that knowing you were made forced to fight thought you had friends and allies but they saw as one of two things. As a weapon and as a Monster. You Act like i don't know how that feels. I lived my Whole life running away from that fact. From the Day i was born the Kashvarr watched and when i grew old enough they took me. They took me sealed me with a beast that has tormented me for 18 years. If i even lost control for a second people would die all around him that why i hide on beppa. No one lived there; no one would have to get hurt. The kashvarr gave me power to be a spear to destroy my own people and in the end that almost came to be. My actions almost lead to Konats complete end. Even then i became a weapon for Alistair and the Devil Knights. My goals didn't matter to him as long as it got him his goal he made me helps train you lot. I spared you two because of him knowing; no believing that Vennel and you could be trouble. I've always been a weapon and a monster. I can't go walking in the streets of Konats without a look of fear and anger. They know what i am and i can't change that. I can't ever change what they see on the inside no matter how i look on the outside. I know all of this, i know my people will hate me and the image of me will be seen as a monster King. One who made hollow promises because he was too foolish to see foes in his sight? Your right i was a terrible King but Death is a second Chance to reflect."
He gritted his teeth as his King's Wrath formed in his hands his aura swelling to life as he began to power up his muscles bulking up in compete with Kaza new found power. It'd be dangerous to take the Majin as a joke in this moment she had the power to knock him out if he didn't bring out his best. She was enraged it seemed as she called out she was going to kill them all so they would understand her. "Kaza, you can't teach the universe to understand you by destroying them. You act as if everyone in the Universe is at fault there not. I thought that once but there are groups that ruin lives. Think hard Kaza you been made a weapon but who made you a weapon who choose to see only the strength you had but not the woman beyond the surface. Who didn't see your soul that what you want them to see right! You want them to see who you are then showing them but you don't have to kill them all, you have to show them the Injustices against you will no longer occur!" He tried once last attempt to break through the majin but if it didn't work he doubted much would of. At least he'd of tried that was what matted.
*Charging up2: King’s Wrath for 3,980,088 *Used Bulking to increase Powerlevel to 5,970,132/4,832,965
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