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Post by Pota on Aug 6, 2017 10:24:56 GMT
Pota enters thread with Heavy Weights equipped Current PL:740 It was a warm night in West Capitol as a young Saiyan looked over the city with his new hero costume and heavy weights equipped and his staff in hand. He decided to take off his face mask and Visor due to the heat. The Saiyan sat there enjoying the quite night of his first solo hero patrol and sipping on a soda. All f a sudden he heard a clatter below he saw a somewhat meek looking man caught in a corner by three questionable individuals. One of which had a knife drawn on him. "Give us your wallet bro and we'll be right as rain my man."
The other man looking more than hesitant stumbled with his words. "N-n-no, this is all I have until I get another job!"."Wrong answer pops." As the thug pulled up the knife to cut the citizen down Pota leaped down from the rooftop he was on and descended upon the unsuspecting thug lightly but quickly swatting his hand that held the small blade knocking it out of his hand. He would at the same time use the other end of his staff to pop one of the other in the chin knocking him out and sending him flipping a couple of times before landing several feet away. And lastly he would calmly shove against the third man's gut forcing the wind out of him and send him skidding across the narrow alley into a wall putting him out of commission as well. "Do not fear good citizen for I have arrived the Great Monkey Man of West Capitol and sidekick to The Great Watcher!! Villains beware my Vigilance!!" He would shout through his face mask as he twirled his staff and pointed it at the final thug standing. The criminal stood there and smiled as he powered up and blue ki surrounded him. "Don't underestimate me Monkey boy! I'm more than enough to beat you I don't need that toothpick!" Pota would at that moment smiled beneath his mask and thought to himself. 'Interesting he actually has some formal training might have to step up my game.'
OOC: Sansho Your ball man. |
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Post by Sansho on Aug 6, 2017 15:39:28 GMT
Power Level: 105,285 Current PL: 26,321 (Base Form w/ Heavy Weights; +50% gain)
The boy wasn't going to get the chance.
The same man that Pota had knocked against the alleyway wall came flying back again, smashing into the still-standing thug and bowling him over, sending the two of them rolling out of the alley like a heaped ball of tumbleweed.
Red, glowing eyes pierced through the darkness. A single large, hulking leg stepped forth from the shadows, followed by an equally large arm. Within a moment, the entirety of Sansho's visage emerged from the veil. The demon was easily a clear foot taller than the thugs, and his mass was like that of a truck. His scarred, grimaced face gazed with killing intent at the old man's attackers, but still he did not move.
As the two of them began to stand, Sansho shifted his eyes to the ground. He spotted the glinting blade that the lead man had dropped. Lifting a leg into the air, he stomped a large, toned foot against the ground, the force alone caused the concrete to split and shake. The impact caused the knife to flick up into the air. With a spinning back kick, the heel of the demon's foot drove into the bottom of the handle, sending it spinning straight towards the criminal. Blood sprayed outwards as the blade drove deep into the man's shoulder, the pain causing him to wail out in agony before crumbling back onto the floor.
Sansho walked out of the alleyway, ignoring the old man and the masked boy completely. "You want to spout threats at someone, foolish mortal?" he spoke out, his voice deep and guttural. "Then proceed. I am all ears."
KP: 3/3
WC: 274
Total WC: 274
Pota
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Post by Pota on Aug 15, 2017 6:16:12 GMT
The Great Monkey Man (Pota) stood there ready to fight his new opponent.When suddenly one of the previous thugs came out of nowhere and barrelled into the leader of the trio of bandits sprawling them into the streets. When he turned to see who had caused the flying human projectile he stood before a man that could only be described a tiny oozaru if it looked more humanoid. The hero was about to greet this newcomer and thank him for his assistance. But all of a sudden the giant man kicked the knife that the thug had previously dropped and kicked it into his shoulder. In between that hard collision and the blood loss it was safe to assume he was out cold as were his friends. The young Saiyan would then turn to the elderly man and say in an over the top hero voice and striking a pose with enthusiastic thumbs up.
"Fear not law abiding citizen I The Great Monkey Man of West Capitol and his um... Unexpected compatriot have everything under control. Please go about your day safely good sir!"
The old man just stared at the two figures before nodding in equal measures of gratitude and pure disbelief at what just happened before going about his day. Pota then turned his attention to the large man and spoke in a more normal voice.
"Hey thanks for the assist they are just humans though we could have took them out without hurting them so much they are a great deal weaker than us, at any rate my name is Pota what's yours?" The Saiyan would smile and have to strain his neck a little to look up at the gigantic... Whatever he was (Pota has never seen a Demon before).
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Post by Sansho on Aug 17, 2017 17:21:28 GMT
BASE POWER LEVEL: 105,285
GAIN BONUSES: Heavy Weight (+50% | CURRENT POWER LEVEL: 26,321 (Heavy Weights)
The thugs were barely worth the effort. A simple knock and a blade to the shoulder and they were already knocked out cold. Weakling, the demon thought to himself—at least the criminals back 'home' had more fight in them. With that out of the way, Sansho bent down and began to rumage around through their pockets. As per the usual custom, thugs would get their heads kicked in, and Sansho would take their money as payment for the privilege. One of them had hardly a penny to his name, but the other two had quite a bit between them.
The male behind him made his way towards him, muttering something inane about going easy on them. A fallacy if ever he heard one—they had no intention of 'going easy' on the old man. His head turned, and a crimson iris peered over his broad shoulder. What with everything done and dusted, it gave the demon a chance to get a good look at the person before him. The dark brown skin-tight body suit was the first thing he noticed, and then the black and yellow armor, with matching black and yellow gloves and boots. A tail wrapped around his waist like a belt. He had recognized this attire before—another 'Saiyan' he had met some time ago wore something similar.
Sansho fully turned around, giving this Saiyan his undivided attention, though whether or not he was worth it was up for debate. "Go home, boy," he lashed out, ignoring the question to his name. "Go play hero somewhere else before you end up getting hurt."
KP: 3/3
Word Count: 267 Total Word Count: 274 + 267 = 541
TAGS: Pota
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Post by Pota on Aug 19, 2017 0:37:00 GMT
Pota was waiting on the stranger to reply when he started looting the bandits. The young Saiyan was shocked by his behavior. "Ummm why are you-"
"Go home boy." the phrase hit his self esteem like a ton of bricks. " Go play hero somewhere else before you get hurt." Which was salt in the wound that was his pride but not enough to get super upset about.
'I'll just pretend I didn't hear that.' Thought Pota as he outstretched his hand "Hahaaa!! I'm no mere vigilante I'm the heroic and brave sidekick of the one, the only Watcher of West Capitol! Our mission?! To protect this great and fair city and all law abiding citizens from evil and darkness." He would declare as he shouldered his quarterstaff and posed dramatically. "Perhaps you heard of me The Great Monkey Man of West Capitol!!" The hero would smile from ear to ear shining Sansho a bright twinkling smile.
OOC: Dental Flare!!
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Post by Sansho on Aug 24, 2017 20:59:24 GMT
BASE POWER LEVEL: 105,285
GAIN BONUSES: Heavy Weight (+50%) | CURRENT POWER LEVEL: 26,321 (Heavy Weights)
The demon didn't know whether to remain obtuse to the boy's words, or to just punch them in the face. He hadn't a care for them nor for their flamboyancy. He could admit that their confidence and goals were worth some respect, perhaps even praise… but with how weak this "Great Monkey Man" was, what could they possibly do?
The demon's gaze bared down on this would-be hero, his demeanour nothing but judgmental at this point. "Never heard of either one of you," he retorted, his tone sharp and callous. For a moment he paused, the silence only stifled by the gentle breeze humming in their ears. He turned to face Pota, his expression no different. He looked down at him from across the asphalt and sneered. "If you think you are as good as you think you are… then show me what you can do in the face of a serious threat."
Rugged hands reached to the other's wrist, tugging on the rope that bound forearms and palms, tightening with a tug at the chords. Hips and legs shifted sideward, and arms poised in position to battle.
"Abandon courage. Abandon hope. Abandon your life. Only death awaits those who walk the path to war."
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Post by Pota on Aug 28, 2017 2:03:41 GMT
Pota stood there blinking in silence as his introduction seemed to fall on deaf ears. Not only that but the demon got really serious and threatening issuing the young Saiyan a challenge. Pota never turned down a fight but this guy was ominous in the way he talked.
"Abandon courage. Abandon hope. Abandon your life. Only death awaits those who walk the path to war." Remarked the large man during his challenge.
'Wow that's depressing.' Pota thought to himself. "Umm... I don't know about all that but..." Pota straightened up and gave his challenger a thumbs up. "I'm always up for a good sparring match." Pota smiled and pointed over his shoulder. "Let's go somewhere where there is less people its a bit crowded here." Pota turned and flew off. "Follow me I know a perfect place."
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Post by Sansho on Aug 28, 2017 10:49:26 GMT
BASE POWER LEVEL: 105,285
GAIN BONUSES: Heavy Weight (+50%) | CURRENT POWER LEVEL: 26,321 (Heavy Weights)
The demon continued to glare at this boy. He waited expectantly, waiting for them to drop into some sort of stance, to engage in some sort of power up, or even to just so much as smirk at the notion of being challenged. If this boy was going to become some sort of force for good, then he had to learn to deal with the malicious intent of evil.
Instead, Pota just smiled and gave a thumbs up. He was inclined for a match, though the stage would be set on his terms. He didn't want to set the fight here, not wanting to bring the crowd in as collateral damage, so it seemed. The demon had no intention of involving civilians in any case—he was of the mindset that he needn't to use anything drastic.
Still, Sansho watched as the Saiyan flew off, and trailed close behind him. he hadn't an idea where exactly the boy was taking him, though he could best assume that it was somewhere outside of the city. Regardless, it wasn't going to change the outcome of this battle.
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Post by Pota on Aug 28, 2017 22:37:01 GMT
Pota flew about 10 miles to the outskirts of West Capitol. Out here lied Pota's first meager means of a shelter near where he first landed on earth. He had created a clearing where him and Gira a.k.a The Watcher would train without destroying his modest log cottage with a large roof made out of giant tree leaves. Pota landed in the training area and turned to face his opponent taking off his face mask and visored helmet revealing his face. The young Saiyan would smile and scratch the back of his head chuckling before starting to stretch for the imminent battle. "You know I'm actually probably not gonna beat you, but I'm really excited to see how strong you are." Pota would smirk confidently and drop into his fighting stance. Lifting his left arm in front of him and lowering his right arm to his side clenching his fists and crouching slightly to the ground as green fire like ki exploded from all around him. "My name's Pota. I don't believe I caught your name."
Sansho OOC: Sorry about short posts my muse seems to be broken.__ |
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Post by Sansho on Aug 31, 2017 17:54:16 GMT
BASE POWER LEVEL: 105,285
GAIN BONUSES: Heavy Weight (+50%) | CURRENT POWER LEVEL: 26,321 (Heavy Weights)
It didn't take too long for the boy to lead Sansho away from the city and near the surrounding forests of the wilderness. The fresh air filled his lungs, cool and sweet like nectar, not like the dirty and choking breaths he took within the city, fettered with carbon from vehicles and factory smoke stacks. It had been some time since the demon had had a decent lungful of oxygen.
The two landed near a small settlement, though it was out of the way. As crude as this small cottage was, it was quaint considering it was man-made by amateur hands. The tiny house had a small garden and some sort of training area, leading credence to the notion that Pota had built it himself Sansho was impressed with this much, although that was the extent of his silent praise—for now, in any case.
A low groan rumbled in his throat as the boy removed his mask. If his voice didn't give away his age bracket, then his face certainly did. It was fair and young, without so much as a scratch on it considering his profession; either that mask protected him very well, or he had little experience in the art of combat. The boy should be in this 'school' thing, whatever it was, so Sansho thought to himself—if they could teach him as much as how to build his own cottage, then they should have taught him sense of picking his battles wisely.
Sansho huffed, and turned his nose up at the Saiyan. "You have not the privilege of seeing my true power," he responded, chiding the boy with a cursed tongue. "We shall see if you can contend with a fraction of it."
Dark clothed legs shifted sideward and spread apart, and a muscular torso turned with it. Hulking arms shifted into position, one poised low about his waist while the other positioned high near his head. Roped hands and fingers clenched, making the ropes creak under the strain, before relaxing again.
"I am Sansho. Now, show me your power!"
KP: 3/3
TAGS: Pota OOC Notes: No worries, take your time with this =3
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Post by Pota on Sept 2, 2017 4:33:35 GMT
Pota would smile as he lifted one foot up and come down hard on the ground he stood on. The earth in front him would spring upwards until a large boulder like rock unearthed itself from the force of the Saiyan youth's foot. Pota would then let off a series of punches breaking off chunks of rock towards Sansho in an attempt to distract his guard. After launching the last bit of at him Pota would attempt rush around his opponents flank, trailing a line of green fiery energy behind him as he moved, and fire of a series of ki infused punches and kicks.
Pota couldn't sense energy but he had seen enough people many times stronger than him fight before. As far as he assumed he was at least as strong as Gira. He honestly didn't expect his attack to do Much. But his Saiyan blood was running hot now. Win or lose Pota loved to fight strong people. A trait that would most certainly eventually get him killed no doubt.
After his attack was finished he would attempt to put some distance between him and his opponent. At this point Pota looked like he was certainly enjoying himself. He would silently think to himself. 'Its been awhile since I meet someone as strong as Gira! This is getting pretty fun!'
Pota uses [N1] Star Buster Strike - Charged at 33% for 240 PL
OOC: Literally laughing my ass off right now Pota's gonna get bodied! xDDD
KP:2/3
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Post by Sansho on Sept 3, 2017 21:31:48 GMT
BASE POWER LEVEL: 105,285
GAIN BONUSES: Heavy Weight (+50%) | CURRENT POWER LEVEL: 26,321 (Heavy Weights)
The demon huffed as he watched Pota show off his strength. They had enough to be able to shift the earth, so they had that going for them at least. Still, Sansho was barely impressed, especially if the boy was planning on using this strategy as a distraction.
Chunks of rock and stone pelted towards Sansho, but he had no fear or even concern of it. His right arm swiftly swung up to his front and began to deflect the shards around him. Palm strikes, backhands, swats, forearm blocks—he only needed the one limb to repel these projectiles from him. It was a commendable effort for the boy, he could attest to that much, but they would have to do better than that.
The green trail that he left behind on the ground as he rushed around to strike at the demon's side wasn't going to help with that. It allowed Sansho to follow his movements easily, to follow his path and to figure out where he would strike from. Pota unleashed a good series of strikes, ki engulfing his limbs as he lashed out with fist and foot, assailing the large warrior with an almost unrelenting assault before he stepped away.
But for all their bravado, their power wasn't anywhere close to matching it. Creased formed in the demon's face as he scrunched his nose for just a second, and a roped hand brushed off the dirt from the top of his fighting gi. The warrior hadn't a scratch or scuff on him. He had hoped for more. He leered back at the young Saiyan and raised a hand out. His fingers twitched, beckoning him to come at him once more. "Again," was the only word he spoke, almost commanding in tone.
KP: 3/3
TAGS: Pota OOC Notes:
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Post by Pota on Sept 3, 2017 22:10:53 GMT
Pota was amazed at how little of an affect his attacks had on Sansho. Each blow glancing off him as if a toddler just tried to smack a freight train. 'I knew he was stronger than Gira but this is insane.' Pota thought to himself. ' I guess I'll just have to use all I got.' Pota would then clasp his hands together as if someone were praying as fiery green ki built up in his hands.
"This is really fun I haven't got to cut loose like this in awhile, but I think you can handle just about anything I throw at you!" The young Saiyan said with a twinge of childish excitement while charging his attack. "Master Gira tells me I shouldn't use my full power on regular thugs, guess its a good thing I ran into you today this is gonna be fun!"
The ball of green ki would steadily grow as Pota charged his attack. At this point it was the size of a large softball. Pota was going to attempt to fire off his Nova Burst at Sansho hoping that (instead of rocks) would get his attention enough for a flanking maneuver that was a little more successful than the last. On the bright side Pota was having a blast getting to fight other people like Gira. He could help but let a smile show on his face the entire time. In fact the more he thought about it.
It felt a little like how Gira trained him at first.
Pota is charging his N1 ability Nova Burst 33% charged next post 66% Currently 240 PL next post 488 PL KP: 1/3 |
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Post by Sansho on Sept 4, 2017 21:00:40 GMT
BASE POWER LEVEL: 105,285
GAIN BONUSES: Heavy Weight (+50%) | CURRENT POWER LEVEL: 26,321 (Heavy Weights)
The boy showed some potential, so Sansho could attest, although he had a long way to go. In any case, the demon was intrigued as to how far they could go right now. His hands clenched and ropes creaked around his hands.
Crimson eyes flashed against the green glow that emanated from Pota's clapped hands, watching as his ki began to surge from his body, along his arms, and into his palms. The demon huffed, half attentive in regards to listening to his opponent's words. "There is no joy in the art of fighting," responded Sansho, his voice deep and stern. "We fight to get stronger. Some strive to protect, and some lust for destruction. The only joy is in whether those people can attain their goal. As for you… you have a long way to go."
A heavy foot padded forwards, followed by another. Sansho had nothing to heed nor hurry, and began to walk towards the boy with no fear for his next attack. He got within two feet of the young Saiyan and looked down at him. "Show me your tenacity. Show me your determination. Show me that you have the power to make a difference in this world, and to not be another nameless grave."
KP: 3/3
TAGS: Pota OOC Notes:
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Post by Pota on Sept 10, 2017 21:18:58 GMT
As Sansho spoke Pota looked at him with a mixture of confusion and at the same time realization. He had always enjoyed fighting but he couldn't deny the demon's logic on the subject. As a hero he fought to protect earth, no it was more than that. He didn't want to just protect earth he wanted to be a hero for everyone that was in his power to save. At the same time he couldn't ignore his own nature as a Saiyan he liked to fight. Being a hero just seemed to be a convenient side to it. As this thought passed through Pota's head it all clicked.
"Wow... I'm pretty stupid aren't I?" Pota stood there charging his attack a look on his face that suggested he had gone through some sort of epiphany, which he had. "Seems that I've been getting my priorities mixed up, now I really am glad I meet you Sansho." Pota looked up now in determination staring down the demon with a new glint in his eye as if he had an entirely different goal in mind as opposed to a few minutes ago. "Until I came to Earth all I fought for was myself..." The young Saiyan let a smile cross his face as his ki exploded in a ferocious fire storm around the training area.
"But now that I've met master Gira and now you I have something greater to fight for!" The wind buffeted at the force of Pota's ki making it so strong almost forgot about his makeshift shelter as it swayed and threatened to blow away. As the ball in Pota's hands got larger he would look up and smile confidently at Sansho. "I don't want to just protect this town I want to get strong enough to protect everything no matter what the evil maybe!!" Shouted Pota with confidence he had never felt before as if he could reach new heights he never fathomed.
Pota charges N1 Nova Burst to 66% 488 PL next turn 99% 733 PL KP:1/3 |
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