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Post by Gekido on Aug 15, 2017 3:42:27 GMT
Power level: 97,294 Battle Bulk:778,352 RageRage was all he Felt. Gekido muscles were covered in sweat as Namakian look in shock. He was bench pressing a lot of weight. Thousands upon thousand pounds of metal. If it landed on any one of them it could crush them like nats. For Gekido it was a blood-curdling Workout. He had been humiliated by Tulip a couple days ago. He would not be outmatched by her again. He threw the weights up they almost flying to the roof as some of the soldiers backed away. The Weight slammed down Gekido looking at the Soldiers, "Pick it up." One of the Solider nodded fear in his eyes. Gekido had the look of a wild bull ready to turn around and smash one of them to bits. Another Solider walked towards him handing him a towel which he used to wipe some of the sweat away before looking down. "Send a message to Ms. Tulip tell her to come to the ship." The Namakian paused looking up, "I don't take orders from you. You're a foot soldier just like me." Gekido hand stretched out grabbing the Messenger and lifting him by the shirt. "When I'm done with you there won't be a body for Xylo to even find. I didn't ask for the sass and I didn't ask for you to tell me no. I'm bigger and tougher than you. Rank does not matter you fucking useless Namakian." He threw him down the namakian looking up to see the Heran warrior steaming in rage. It was like a hurricane had entered the Ship and he was not going to be stopped. Gekido had made sure to wait till Xylo was busy. He was the only one worried about stopping him. The Namakian laid there as Gekido turned about to speak but the namak got the message running out to find this Tulip.
Gekido walked towards the Chamber some of the men trying to get in his way to stop him but that was a bad idea. They ended up on the ground as he pushed them to the ground. He was not going to be playing any games. He was getting in that Chamber and fighting Tulip. There was no waiting or asking he was going to his revenge. He was going to fight her and he was not going to lose. He was going to regain his pride and crush her. He as he got to the door he slammed opened it up yelling at the top of his lungs, "Set Gravity 40 times earth natural gravity." The Room became heavy his knee buckling slightly before he roared standing to his feet, "I am the master of my own body will and soul this gravity won't hold me down." Gekido Yelled his aura exploding as his muscles expanded. He was going to be at full power from the start. He expected Tulip not to hold back either. He wanted to fight he wanted to drop into the yearns of his soul like a wild beast. His Body mind and soul wanted one thing and he'd have it. The Second battle with Tulip.
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Aug 15, 2017 16:35:55 GMT
Sitting at the small table, the young woman tried to sip the tea she’d been given. The old Namekian staring at her had some weird name she couldn’t recall. He’d only spoken once in the last forty minutes, to simply state ‘Tea’. The woman wondered if she should step out, leave the old man to his never-ending coma in peace. Sipping the remaining, bitter brew from her cup, the woman set it down softly. “Have another glass.” The old man declared, eliciting a startled squeak from the woman as she collapsed backwards. He had leaned forward suddenly, grabbing the crude, earthen teapot and filling her brown glass. The woman pushed herself back into a seated position and went back to sipping the tea. How much tea does the guy want me to drink? Does he have some kind of weird agenda? Cause this is gonna have to eventually come out, whatever this bitter stuff is.
“We have guests.” The old Namekian spoke, which made the woman glance towards the doorway. A Namekian soldier, from the appearance of it, was standing in the doorway. He looked tired when he walked up to the old man, as if he’d run a long distance. The two spoke in hushed voices and their strange language, as the woman continued sipping her tea. “He says there’s a foot soldier requesting your attendance at training today. A Heran with a strange name...Gecko or something.” The old man spoke firmly in his slow, methodical tone. The woman sprayed a mouthful of tea across the table, as she struggled not to die choking on her tea. I’m gonna have to use that against Big Blueberry! He’ll be so pissed! Rising to her feet, the woman thanked the man for his hospitality and engrossing conversation, which she really enjoyed. Strolling out the door, the woman stretched her arms over her head. Closing her eyes, she let her mind reach out. The hybrid could sense the Heran, his raging inferno of strength burning in the distance. “Oh boy, you’re definitely ready for a fight.” The woman smirked, before letting her own control slip. Her aura exploded into the next level, but she didn’t shift into her Super Saiyajin mode. The last thing she needed was to scare the local populace and get shot down before she made it to the Heran. Landing on the entryway to the huge ship, the woman strolled into the foreboding structure. Soldiers of every sort were there; a surprising lack of Saiyans, much to the woman’s comfort. She wouldn’t need to deal with Oozaru or another Super Saiyajin if things went south on this planet. A guard stepped forward, raising their blasters. The woman smiled and walked forward till the muzzle was pressed to her forehead. “You might as well click on that scouter you wear before pulling that trigger, buddy. I’m looking for the Butcher! You probably know him as Gekido, though.” The Namekian did what she asked, face paling as he saw the numbers that showed on the scouter. He lowered the blaster and pointed down a narrow hall to the right.
Strolling down it, the woman pulled her leather jacket off. She left the pants on, tossing the discarded jacket towards a soldier watching the entrance. Stepping inside of the large chamber, the woman’s gaze fell on the huge, familiar back. A smirk crossed her lips, as she walked forward. The gravity weighed down on her small frame, but the woman didn’t let it slow her walk. Stopping five feet in front of Gekido, the woman blew him a kiss. “You miss me, Gecko? Already calling for a secret rendezvous only a couple days after reuniting; you’re gonna make me blush.” The woman stepped forward, running her fingers along the familiar scars and the new assortment. She looked up at the man and smirked. “You’re so much bigger in person… too bad size doesn’t win battles.” A gleam entered her eyes with the last quip; she was already ready for this giant Heran’s rage; it was only a matter of how he would strike her.
PL - 210,432 Trained Potential Activated! New PL - 841,728
KP - 3/3
Gekido
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Post by Gekido on Aug 15, 2017 23:34:17 GMT
Gekido could hear the footsteps as Tulip was coming. HE didn't know at the time but who else would of it being. He had let his greatest foe on the ship but he had the intention of letting her just waltz in so casually. He turned his head as she walked in as she blew him a kiss. He was not going to even listen to what she had to say. He kicked off the grounds his legs busting new found muscles from his training. His Arm would reach out in an attempt to grab her by the head and slam her right into the Gravity Wall. The Door shut close from the outside as some of the Namakian outside were in shock as he'd begin a dangerous attack. He was in a state of rage. Tulip had humiliated him this was not like the time in hell. There they were bored but now she had enraged him greatly. She may have grown but he had been in death battle after death battle. He was not going to lose her so easily. He didn't speak a word but every movement of his body. Every expression on his face and the blood raged eyes made it clear. In some way shape or form, she had made him very angry. There was no intention to pull any punches. Whether He was able to grab her by the face or not he'd begin to throw a body blow after body blow trying to trap her against the wall so she didn't try and fly away. He didn't want her trying to avoid her angry so easily. It was only time to see what she had to counter his barrage of attacks. IF she didn't come with her A Game he'd make sure to make her pay dearly.
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Aug 16, 2017 0:14:15 GMT
Tulip's gaze narrowed as the huge man spun towards her. He broke out into a sprint, closing the distance between the two in only moments. She grinned as she channeled ki throughout her entire body; if he tried the same nonsense as last time, she would lose to battle damage far faster than she could damage his ridiculous body. Planting her feet and twisting her body, the woman started searching for the path of his first punch. He's really pissed, isn't he? Where you going to strike first, big bl- Her thought was cut off, as her vision was filled with darkness. His palm slammed against her forehead, as he easily grabbed the woman's head. She already knew where she was headed; without a proper brace or footing, the woman was going wherever the man was dragging her. Letting her feet go limp and preparing her body for the impact, the woman gritted her teeth. Boom! As her back slammed against the wall, the woman planted one foot and kicked the other out. She didn't hit the man, proving he'd stopped his arms length away. The woman slammed one palm upwards, knocking his hand off her eyes. Her gaze flitted down, as the woman saw the man's incoming fist. Kicking her planted foot off the ground, she blocked the incoming punch with the heel of her foot. His other fist was already sailing towards her body. A silver staff materialized by the woman's arm; she caught it in her fist and used the weapon to propel herself upwards into the air. Kicking off the wall with ki-infused legs, the woman shot across the chamber. She rotated mid-flight, landing in a sprinter's stance on the opposite side of the chamber. Slowly rising to her feet, the woman dusted herself off and entered a stance. It wasn't a boxers stance like last time; this time it was an unorthodox martial-arts style, with both palms held out in front of her and her feet sideways from her body. Her gaze remained on Gekido, as the woman spoke softly. “I can tell you're upset; probably cause I discredited you twice during our first meeting. I keep forgetting this isn't the afterlife; we're no longer two bored titans trapped in the land of the dead. I've had my battles since returning to life, and so have you....so, carve those techniques into my undeserving body, as I remind you why size has no bearing on the true strength of your opponent.” Sliding her feet apart, the woman rotated her arms around her body. One fist came to a stop by her hip, as her other hand was thrust straight out from her shoulder, knife hand twisted to one side. Her gaze never left Gekido, as she stared at the huge, powerful Heran warrior. Make me use my SSJ; push me to that next level, Gekido. If anyone can do it here, it'll be you.
No Change In PL
KP - 3/3
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Post by Gekido on Aug 16, 2017 18:52:25 GMT
She was able to pull his hand right off her face before her leg launched up blocking one of his punches. His first punch went down to the ground but he still had his other fist. She, however, formed a staff launching herself away from the Corner of the room. She had avoided his first barrage but she'd not be lucky with the second he assured himself. Gekido slowly turned around to face Tulip. He took a step forward as she changed her stance that he had not seen before. Both her palms were held in front of her head. He didn't care what type of stance it was, it was a stance he'd break apart. He'd punch her into the ground and break the chamber if he had too but he was not going to lose. Then she began to speak telling him she knew he was upset. It took a genius to figure that out. Gekido keeps taking steps forward as words keep spewing out of her mouth. She keeps talking and talking instead of fighting. He keeps walking until he'd get in fighting range of Tulip his eyes staring down at her. "Your voice is like Roses." He said as if he was infatuated as he stepped in slightly as his left fist dropped to his side. He got close so his chest would be pressing against her hand before his left Arm would swing upwards for a Long Uppercut intending to knock Tulip Lights out, "I fucking hate Roses." Gekido said as he'd pull his right fist up. He didn't intend to let her run away. He'd bring his right arm down to his left in an overhand blow. If she went up like last time she'd probably run right into his right fist. His glare and mouth began dark and silent once more as he was focused on attacking. He was here to fight not her spew her nonsense.
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Aug 16, 2017 22:09:08 GMT
“Your voice is like roses.”
The hybrid paused, as the Heran’s voice reached her. There was a level of emotion she’d never heard or dreamed of hearing in that voice. Her gaze widened, as the Heran strolled forward. He was trying to throw her off; she knew it. But her hands remained up, as the woman tried to decipher the hidden meaning in the Heran’s words. The man let his fists drop to his side, as he walked forward. He paused with his chest against her outstretched palm. There was a strange look in the man’s eyes, as he stared down the woman from close range. “I fucking hate roses.”
The hybrid felt the air shifting upwards, as his left hand suddenly shot up. Mid-course it was shifting into a fist. It was now or never; the woman opened her lowered fist, reaching towards the rising fist. As her outstretched hand left his chest, the woman kicked her feet off the ground. Her reinforced palm caught the fist, using the rising uppercut to lift her entire body off the ground. You’re not the only one who’s gotten stronger, Gekido!
Her gaze had already caught the right fist coming down, as her feet planted against his huge chest; his arms were long, but the girl’s legs were just as long. Swatting the incoming right punch to one side, the woman thrust her hand down. A silver staff of ki materialized, catching the woman in the crook of her arm and closing hand. Using the lengthening ki-staff as a source of momentum, the woman lifted her feet off the Heran’s chest then drove them back forward, in an attempt to drop-kick the blue man with her staff-boosted kick. It was a risky maneuver; once her hands had left the man’s left and right, she was open to counters. But she would ensure that her kick reached. As her feet shot forward, the woman shouted the one thought burning in her mind. "And I hate predictable fights, Butcher!" PL - No Change
KP - 3/3
[UT] Weapon Materialization Used
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Post by Gekido on Aug 17, 2017 5:25:39 GMT
She had seen his attack coming. It was a weak feint but he expected it to be more effective. He planted his feet as she kicked off his chest he skidding back before she used the staff to launch herself above him. She seemed to be going for a drop kick. He'd drop down to a knee moving his shoulder in the way. He was ok with taking some damage but he wanted to be as close to the ground as possible. He'd look up as the Leg connected his shoulder felt like it got cracked. He smirked; it was good she was taking him semiserious. Her power and speed her increased and she was not even a super Saiyan. This must have been akin to her actual power in the afterlife. She spotted she hated Predictable fights. He'd look up as he attempted to reach his free arm to grab her leg. If he was able to he'd Flip off the ground using his legs pulling himself above the Saiyan warrior and swinging down trying to slam her head first into the hard floor of the gravity chamber before pulling his elbow up midair, "Let's try something else then." He'd then Attempt to elbow drop her from above using his size and strength to his advantage. "If you think you can predict my movement your wrong I trained myself to be the complete opposite. I can brawl if I desire but that alone could not defeat every foe. So I learn fighting style I absorb their teaching so I can counter them and add on my own fighting style. So do you think what you have can defeat me."
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Aug 19, 2017 19:13:18 GMT
Her emerald eyes widened in shock as the Heran suddenly shifted his weight, dropping to a knee and changing his position. Her feet slammed into his shoulder, almost making her slip and completely miss. The hybrid felt a slight crack as she slammed into him; so she had done some measure of damage to the Heran. Her hold on the staff slipped as the man thrust one hand up, gripping her leg in a vice-like hand. He spoke in a firm voice, answering her request in a simple sentence. He suddenly shot into the air, yanking the woman above his head by his lock on her ankle. Thrusting his arms up and then down, the huge heran sent Tulip hurtling towards the steel floor of the gravity chamber. She checked her flight slightly; instead of slamming head-first, the woman slammed back-first into the ground. The breath was still driven from her lungs, as her vision blurred. Her tear-filled eyes caught the motion of the man, as he angled his body for a classic wrestling move. A small smile crossed the woman’s face, as he continued speaking. Something about being unable to predict his movements. He was unpredictable, or so he claimed. That brawling alone couldn’t beat every foe, so he changed his fighting style to evolve with every opponent. A living, breathing style that only Gekido the Butcher could call his own. And, with the final words from his mouth, the man demanded to know if Tulip honestly thought she could beat him with what she had. “You know...I think I can.”
A small smile crossed the woman’s lips, as her staff finished extending the length of the room. The tip slammed into her foot, knocking the woman clear of his drop path. She spun backwards using the momentum of the weapon, landing in a kneeling position and bringing her hands together. Slapping her palms together, the staff shrunk to a small, metal pole just under the falling Heran. Removing one hand and holding the other palm up, the woman motioned upwards with her fingers. The metal piece evolved, turning into a huge blade that shot upwards towards the Heran. It was only a ki construct, that was capable of piercing the Heran but also breakable. A smirk crossed her lips, as she muttered. “Go ahead; try to best my cheating ways with your straightforward fighting-style; as long as you remain logical and ruled by gravity, you can’t beat me.”
No Change In PL KP - 3/3 [UT2] Weapon Materialization & [UT] Blade Control Used
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Post by Gekido on Aug 21, 2017 5:55:15 GMT
He was glad he was able to slam the woman. He was still going to go for the elbow but she seemed to smile as his staff extended the length of the room. He looked down confused as she turned the giant pole into a sword that was pointed right at him and launching right at him. He was not sure how he'd dodge it but it came to the thought of what Xylo said. He could not be predictable. His Fighting style he always said it was grounded now he was in the air and if he wanted to dodge he needed..he needed to.... Fly!
Ki surged off Gekido body as he flew the blade cutting his back as blood spewed out as he landed to the left of the woman. "Straightforward... Another man said I was straightforward. Time to show why you were both wrong." Gekido laughed, " I evolved mid battle for a desire that was a victory." He said as blood dripped down his back. He loved the feeling that in mid battle he learned to fly. It made him want to fight even harder see what else he could learn. He wanted to become stronger and stronger till he rose to be second among all beings. Because being first was boring it meant he'd was on the top of the food chain with nothing to strive towards. Tulip was the first goal surpassing her and crushing her was what mattered right now. He'd charge right at Tulip. His Fist surged with ki he could no see he intended to pay Tulip back for Earlier. He'd Spin into his Motion like a top. A hook spun out covered in Red ki which would attempt to sink into Tulip gut and knock her through the chamber as massive speeds. The intent, of course, was not to defeat her (Yet), he wanted her to feel as much pain as possible when he did beat her. He wanted her pride crushed like his way. He intended to make her feel blow that cracked her ribs and busted her skull. Every single one. He knew though it’d not be easy she was a warrior like him. He, however, in his eyes was the stronger warrior. She had lost to him once but she had held back. In his eyes, this was her true power. He’d show her that even at her max he was better. (Flavor learned Flight [UT] You have a method of taking to the sky allowing you to take your fights to even greater heights! Gekido only learned this as a last resort to those who attempt to fly away from him. He'd still much rather be grounded then take to the skies.) Used [N1] Ki-Infused Melee Attack Through proper Ki Manipulation, you have gained the ability to supercharge your melee attacks with Ki! The melee attack can be flavored however you like, and mechanically functions identically to a ranged technique. Charges at 33% per turn. (IE: 33% > 66% > 99% > 132% > 165% ) (Flavored as a Punch to the gut to send her flying) Powerlevel:259,450 Kp:2/3
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Aug 24, 2017 0:42:23 GMT
The woman watched in silent respect, as the huge man’s body was enveloped in ki. He managed to check his fall midway, only cutting his back instead of getting impaled like the past. He started speaking again, filling the air with more junk as the woman stretched her arms in silence. The man was clearly in pain, but that seemed to be his catalyst for growth. Blood, struggling, and impossible odds made the Heran draw new strengths from deep within. She wasn’t the same; Tulip could handle bruises, pain, and stacked odds...but bleeding was extremely stupid in her opinion. “Well...let’s test that evolution, shall we?” Tulip muttered, as the Heran shifted his stance. He was ignoring the injury on his back, as he sprinted towards the woman. She felt his aura shift, as his ki began building around his fist. The woman began pouring ki into her own palm, before the man shifted his own charge. He twisted around like a top, trying to use centrifugal force to increase the striking power of his punch. Just like in Hell; it was a neat gimmick back then. Now it’s just a painful reminder how much being dead held you and myself back, Gekido. Stepping back as the man was halfway through his revolution, the woman spun her own stance and prepared her strike. When his ki-infused fist shot towards the woman’s chest, she swatted the blow to one side and watched as his fist sailed past. “Like I said, straightforward. Centrifugal force only works on an immobile or injured target incapable of quick movements. You lose sight of your opponent for a split second as you rotate; that’s more than enough time for a fast opponent to change positions and render your attack useless.” As the woman spoke, she sent a fast knee into the exposed side of the Heran, slammed her other fist into his open back wound, and brought her elbow down hard into the meat of his arm. Yanking her hand away from the blood running down his back, the woman thrust a single fist towards the Heran’s face; the intent wasn’t to strike him, but to splatter the blood she’d gathered on her hand into his face and eyes. She would break away, distancing herself from the huge man. Falling back against the far wall, the woman pressed her palms against the cool metal. Silver ki shot outwards, as dozens of blades materialized in the air around the woman. She grinned at the Heran and muttered. “So...let’s test the speed of the Butcher; here’s my newest technique, designed to annoy and draw out more of that potential of yours.” The silver blades would begin shooting forward towards the Heran; each would shatter upon slamming into the Heran’s steel-like muscle, but not without cutting him slightly if he didn’t block of bat away each of the forty-four blades. The woman’s grin remained, as she began prepping her own, next move.
No Change In PL
KP - 2/3, -1
Used [N1] Ki Infused Strike to cancel Gekido's attack before Using [UT] Blade Control & [UT] Weapon Materialization to fire a barrage of flavored ki blasts at Gekido
(OOC - Sorry about the wait! Gekido )
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Post by Gekido on Aug 24, 2017 18:10:52 GMT
She knocked his attack aside as she tried to slam her knee into his chest as he spun his other arm flying out and forming a guard as he was nailed to the side stopping his motion but making sure she didn't break his side before she tried to bring her elbow down on his arm. He'd kicked off the ground the elbow slamming in his shoulder as she flicked some of his blood right at his face. It hit him in the face. Gekdio rubbed the blood away as she fled away from him. The Heran looked up growling as she seemed to have the intent of keeping herself away from him. "Scared?" Gekido said as he cracked his knuckles as the woman wanted to test his speed with some new technique. The Heran scoffed at this it was just her trying to act all cool as he looked around to see all the blades floating around her. She launched them all at him as he sighed sitting down, "That is a straight forward attack. You called me straightforward huh. Perhaps you're right." Ki exploded on his head. He'd flip to his running through the blades as they stabbed him into and cut him. He'd also use his arms to deflect some of the blocks away from him. Who cares if she threw blades at him. He didn't give a damn about her attack. So what if she made a ton of blades made of her ki. If he was strong he'd just brush it right off. If he was stronger than her he'd survive. As he keeps running through the ki gathered in his head as he'd attempt to grasp at her Coat, "Atomic headbutt!" He'd bring his head down trying to headbutt the Woman as the ki would explode off increasing the force of the headbutt a great deal and his hope was to stun the woman so he'd finish her off with another combination of attacks. "Who's Straightforward now, the one about to face the dirt or the one that will claim victory." Gekido snarled at Tulip as he attacked.
Used [N1] Ki-Infused Melee Attack Through proper Ki Manipulation, you have gained the ability to supercharge your melee attacks with Ki! The melee attack can be flavored however you like, and mechanically functions identically to a ranged technique. Charges at 33% per turn. (IE: 33% > 66% > 99% > 132% > 165% ) (Flavored as a Powerful headbutt) Powerlevel:259,450 Kp:2/3
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Aug 26, 2017 22:38:40 GMT
The young woman ignored the Heran’s quip about her sudden retreat, instead focusing on firing every blade towards the man. Her eyes narrowed in slight disgust as the man sat down, opting to face her sudden barrage from the seated position. He commented rudely about the attack being as straightforward as his own techniques, the woman suppressed a growl of rage. Instead, she aimed her largest blade at his forehead. It slammed into him, exploding in a flash of ki and silver shards. The man used the impact to flip backwards, sliding to a stop in a sprinter’s stance. Wait, he’s not going to- The man suddenly shot forward, thundering towards the woman. Her blades hardly nicked his tough, steel-like skin as the man shattered the incoming blades with his shoulder and rock-like forehead. Her blades aimed towards his legs hardly phased the incoming mountain as he charged towards her without a care. She could see red in his eyes, wondering suddenly if bloodlust could be seen as a glowing light. He was already within punching distance; the woman shifted her feet, preparing to counter his first, meteor-like attack. But no punch came; instead, his huge fist gripped her the collar of her jacket, yanking it tight around her throat. It suddenly clicked, as the Heran yanked his head back. That’s not blood-lust! It’s ki! “ATOMIC HEADBUTT!”
As the Heran sent his ki-inforced boulder of a noggin towards the young woman, Tulip planted her feet against the wall and twisted her body to one side. A silver, crackling staff materialized where her foot met the wall, slamming into the Heran’s forehead with enough force to match and cancel out his powerful attack. Slamming her fist into the side of his palm, the woman would fall to the ground, as the man spoke through his headbutt. The woman simply smiled at the Heran’s declaration. “Kinda quick to be claiming victory, you huge brute. A headbutt is also straightforward, you loser.” Stepping forward, the woman began sending a flurry of blows into Gekido’s gut, lower body, and groin, all in an attempt to force the man backwards. Being against the wall wasn’t a good place; it was relatively easy to get pinned and slammed around with two solid surfaces nearby.
No Change in PL
KP: 1/3, -1
Used [SU1] Sword Cancel (Modified) for 100% current PL to block headbutt
Gekido sorry bout the post
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Post by Gekido on Aug 27, 2017 20:19:33 GMT
His Head-butt connected with her staff as ki exploded all around them as she seemed to stop his attack. He growled as she once again had the brass to fight back. It was expected of a powerful warrior like herself but on the other hand, it got him mightily annoyed. However, it also made his blood pump having such a strong rival to dish blows with. She stepped in closer to him as she sent a barrage of blows to his lower body as he crouched down some of the blows hitting before he could curl up in a ball to try and absorb the attacks. He was not going to let her get away so easily. She thought he'd just back off with these blow nailing him over and over. He was not going to let her take him down. The Heran Warrior tried to step in sending his body forward feeling the pain of each barraged blow but he'd take advantage of the situation. He'd twist his body avoiding some of the lower blows as he sent his fist aiming to throw body blow after body blow. He'd take her shots, he was willing to feel the pain but he was going to take advantage of her position on the wall. It was like their fight in hell. He would pin her and break her. It was as simple as that for the Heran warrior. He'd take her to town and it was only her fault for getting stuck in the damn corner.
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Aug 29, 2017 16:55:39 GMT
The young woman watched the man reel back from her staff counter, as she tried to push away from the wall with her assault. Her heart was beginning to pick up the pace; the weight of the chamber weighed down on her tiny frame, making each movement eat more energy than it normally would. If I did that, I could surpass this weight and Gekido in an instant. But that would be like a spit in the face to my opponent if I did. To sully his pride further might cause me to lose something worse down the road. Her thoughts were interrupted, as her fist cut through empty air. The hybrid felt her body shift off-balance; the lack of something to stop her fist was just as devastating as something pushing forward to block it. As her body fell forward, the woman caught the huge object hurtling towards her, and a brief smile crossed her lips. Ah, just like in Hell. A moment of distraction is going to cost me a lot. She tried to hop backwards despite her position, to absorb the force of the blow. It still dug deep into her stomach; a punch that would’ve easily ripped anything else her size in half. The only thing preventing the woman from dying from that incredible punch was her equally powerful ki. The energy had become one with her body, energizing and reinforcing the woman with a power far greater. But, as the fist sunk into her gut, the woman felt the breath driven from her lungs. She tried to strike back, but realized her second mistake in the same instant. I forgot that as well; his zone is far larger than mine. I can’t punch him after he reaches his striking zone. Her fist was more than a foot short of reaching the man’s shoulder, let alone his body, as his fully-extended fist retracted from her stomach. Forcing air into her lungs despite the stinging pain throughout, the woman tried to remember the distance to the ground. But too soon the second fist landed. It hit almost the same point, slamming the woman backwards into the very thing she’d tried avoiding. Her breath left her lungs, as bile threatened to fill her mouth. The woman tried to grab his fist, to use it as leverage to break free of the wall. But she missed again, before getting hammered by a second fist. Her body was being held aloft on the wall simply by the force of his punch, despite the force of gravity weighing down on both of them. “Haha, I forgot this feeling.” Before Gekido’s fourth hit could land, the woman caught the handle of her staff, using it to propel herself over and out of the corner. Hitting the ground twenty feet behind Gekido, the woman crashed and rolled to a kneeling position on the ground. Slowly pushing herself back onto her feet, she spit some of the horrible taste from her mouth and wiped her chin with her sleeve. Staring across at Gekido, the hybrid smiled softly and muttered. “You got more than that in the tank, right?” No Change in PL
KP: 2/3 +1 for no actions taken
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Post by Gekido on Aug 29, 2017 19:48:39 GMT
He was connected with blow after blow against the woman as she tried to break away. The feeling was making him excited and he wanted to crush her right there and now. However, She was a lot smarter than he used to in foes. She used her staff and launched herself above him landing right behind him. He smiled as she'd watch in a kneeling position. He had brought her to her knee's but he knew it didn't mean much. He just looked down at her without a word leaving his lips. She was holding back she didn't go super Saiyan. He'd just looked down at her as she was gonna get up. Why she would she not. He didn't beat her she was still alive. He just looked down at her as ki swelled to the forefront of his body. He'd smash his fists together as he took in a deep breath biting down on his teeth. He was swelling with anger as he let it out, "Transform already!" He'd yell as he slammed his foot down looking at Tulip. "I know damn well you are holding back. You used weights in our first fight. After I knocked your ass out I saw them. I saw those damn weight you held back to give me a good fight." he'd smile remembering the grand fight as he defeated tulip in their slug fest. It was a good fight and he enjoyed it that was not the issue. She had held back. It hurt his pride to know in reality he was being toyed with when they fought. She was a lot stronger than she let herself on to be. Now, this only confirmed it. Without going super Saiyan she could match his best. "I know you're holding back I can't sense ki, but I know this is not your true strength. A warrior should fight with all they have even against the weakest of foes a sign of respect for them. You dare Dishonor me with this fake strength. You hold back that what enrages me. You must think of my power as a joke." He'd pull his arm back charging at the woman.
He was going to force her to fight all out. He didn't want her to play around with him. He'd rather lose and build himself back up then win knowing she played around with him. He was a warrior dammit. He wanted to fight the strongest warriors he loved a good fight. He really did but he also knew Tulip was holding back. He'd get stronger and he'd beat her. She could be a billion times stronger but Gekido swore he'd break the gap between them. He'd become stronger than her. He'd swore this to himself because he was her rival. He had to be equal to her how could they have a good fight if either had to hold back. He'd charge forward pulling his hand down as Tulip asked if that was all he had, "You'll find out but as your right now I have no intention of showing anything else I don't need too. Show me what you got and I'll show what I have!" He roared as he attempted to slam his fist into her gut. She had just gotten up so he had a feeling her gut would be a sore. He was going to break her down with each punch until she either fell flat on her face or she was in her super Saiyan form. He wanted them to both fights at full strength.
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