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Post by Purika on Aug 28, 2017 2:35:18 GMT
A fiery explosion erupted, following by the ground shaking violently from the force released from the blast. The source of this blast: A pretty powerful and excited person who’d gotten his body back recently, Purika. He held a wild grin as the light produced from the blast shined on him. He felt like he could go wild down here, maybe cause some trouble and stir up some chaos. His chaos didn’t go unnoticed though, as some ogres had showed up to try and stop him from his spree of destruction, and they were here to stop it. He was just having a little fun after all.
He lowered his outstretched hand back to his side, his toothy grin turning into a subtle smirk. He descended down to the ground below him softly, one foot at a time. Purika laughed softly before speaking. “So, you’ve come to stop me from having a little fun?” Purika said. He suppressed his energy earlier, so the guards of hell weren’t too intimidated to stay away. They seemed pretty confident. A muscular red one spoke out, the wild black hair. He stood out the most of the group. “Yeah, pipsqueak, we’re gonna put you in time out.” The muscular ogre said, swinging the club from off of his shoulder, slamming it into the ground, cracking the hard soil.
Purika laughed again, but louder this time. “I’d like to see you try that. Try and put up a good fight.” He said. Purika decided to hold back this time, it wouldn’t be any fun of he took them out immediately. One of the blue men in a tank top charged straight for him, no weapon in hand, prepared to only use his fists. Purika’s smirk turned into a toothy grin as the blue ogre jabbed his fist straight at him. Purika quickly processed this, and swayed downwards to avoid the fist. He reached up and wrapped his arm around the ogres, before standing and shooting his knee right into the ogre’s gut.
He noticed he’d gained himself quite some attention from a few souls floating around, which he planned to put a show on for.
PL: 199,339
Rafar OOC: Here you go! ouo
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Post by Rafar on Sept 4, 2017 23:38:34 GMT
PL 64,349 ||Heavy Weights Equipped!|| Ki Suppression Active || Current Pl:
Gain Bonuses: AL + HW|| WC: 253 ||TWC: 253
Rafar was slowly descending into a mostly uncharacteristic blind rage. He was close, maddeningly close to finally getting the physical form that would let him DO something other than float around like a mindless pigeon, but some essential factor of the process eluded him. Was it expertise? Did he have to get some magical being to reconstruct the form? Maybe he had to get more shoki? The Sayian had no idea and the prospect of remaining like this for even a single day was infuriating, to say the least.
The Sayian's musings were interrupted by, as per usual, a huge detonation of ki over the next rise. The spirit's body flinched away from the explosion, before flying towards all of the commotions. Ah well, if I can't fight myself, I can at least watch others. It something to watch other than red sand at least. Rafar's train of thought froze then, as he peered disbelievingly down at the brawl.
The antagonist of the conflict was none other then the Sayian Purika, tossing aside Ogres like balls of yarn. The last time they had met, Purika overwhelmed his False Super Sayian form without seemingly breaking a sweat, and he seemed to be even stronger now. A faint memory stirred, something about a broadcast, but it skittered away before the Sayian could pinpoint it.
Rafar would float down the gentle slope, halting just a few meters from the melee. "Hello Purika, it's been a while hasn't it." He said whimsically, "It's Rafar by the way."
OOC: Rafar doesn't have his body OC yet, but he will soon! Purika
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Post by Purika on Sept 8, 2017 0:46:05 GMT
Purika’s knee rested in the blue ogre’s gut as it slowly drifted unconscious and collapsed to the ground. A red one quickly charged at him after. Purika extended his arm, un-clenching his fingers and revealing his palm, aiming for the charging ogre. Red ki quickly manifested on his palm before being shot off in a burst towards the charging over. The force and sheer power of the blast blew him away, along with the collapsed and unconscious body on the ground. The bast only having left steaming and scarred land behind.
When this was performed, he turned to the side when he noticed a soul approaching him. Purika quickly threw up an energy shield around him and looked to the side. A squeaking voice could be heard, and it apparently said it’s name. Purika quickly thought, ‘How does it know my n-’ He quickly stopped thinking when the soul announced its name. A grin quickly formed before he spoke. “Oi, Rafar! It’s been a while! Didn’t expect to see you down here out of all places.”
Purika laughed after speaking, before quickly turning back around as the final ogre, the one that seemed to be the leader of the squad and the strongest, swung his spike club down upon his shield. With little to no effort, the spiked club was halted as it would take way more force to break a barrier such as his. He let out a muffled laugh. “Looks like you're going to have to hit harder than that to break this.” He said. The ogre still tried to break his barrier by bearing down upon it, still applying force. “Cocky bastard!” The ogre yelled.
Purika lowered his hand, de-activating his barrier in the process which caused the ogre’s club to slam right into the ground, leaving a dent in it. The ogre attempted to raise it from the ground, only to be stopped by Purika’s foot resting on top of it. “You’re all out of luck.” Purika said confidently. “Damn you!” The ogre yelled. Purika quickly threw his hand back up, and requiring barely any aim Purika fired a quick blast of red ki at the long and spiky haired ogre, sending him flying.
Now that he had that handled, he could continue his “reunion” with Rafar. “Since that’s handled now, we can continue.” He said, pausing shortly to take a breath of air before continuing. “How long have you been down here?” He asked.
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Post by Rafar on Sept 9, 2017 15:27:51 GMT
PL 64,349 ||Heavy Weights Equipped!|| Ki Suppression Active || Current Pl: 5
Gain Bonuses: AL + HW|| WC: 291 ||TWC: 544 Rafar formless body made a small sound, equivalent to a whistle, as he watched Purika systematically take apart the remaining ogre guards one by one. Purika would sure make a good training partner if I can ever get a body. Maybe he can even force me to work past my apathy! Interesting. Rafar frowned, that damned laziness would be the end of him. He was always surpassed by rookie warriors, a fact that made the warrior within rage in frustration.
Despite Purika's increased power, he sure was cocky, a fact that nearly spelled the end for Rafar's fellow Sayian. For a moment, Rafar was tempted to make a sarcastic remark, but thought better of it. Glass houses and ki blasts and all that.
Rafar's spirit shivered in an approximation of a shrug at Purika's greeting, "Good to see you again Purika, although I would have preferred a different location." He said, "Too bad we both seemed to have kicked the bucket."
Rafar coughed to get Purika's attention as the ogre continued his assault, "If you don't mind finishing this one off, I would like to continue our conversation." He would state nonchalantly, critically examing the fight at hand. "At this rate, he will wear you down, eventually."
One quickly executed reversal and ki blast later, his fellow Sayian had utterly defeated the ogre, sending him flying into a nearby rock formation. "Impressive," Rafar muttered, "Though a little flashy." As Purika questioned Rafar, the ghost would float up to eye level, "I've been down here a few weeks, plenty long enough to feel the restrictions of this form." Rafar would say with a touch of annoyance, "How did you get your body? I can't seem to figure out how to do it!"
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Post by Purika on Sept 22, 2017 2:43:25 GMT
The saiyan, Rafar, complimented him on his removal of the threat, which wasn't really much of a threat at all considering Purika's strength. Then he asked his question, watching as Rafar floated up to eye level to talk to him face to face, even though Rafar didn't really have a face in his current state. He listened as the saiyan replied, giving a nod of his head in response before Rafar continued, asking. He smirked as he prepared to tell him.
"Well, I got my body back just a little bit ago. Where I got it from was not too far from here, since I tend to hang around the same place. I got it from this magical lake near here which is apparently given its magical properties due to this witch that comes and collects the Shoki it takes. In exchange for releasing your Shoki, it restores your body." he explained to the saiyan, pausing to take a breath of air before finishing off what he had to say. "I can take you there right now if you want, but you need a certain amount of Shoki for it to work."
Purika folded his arms, taking a break from that mouthful.
[OOC: Sorry for the short post and how long it took, kinda not feeling WODS anymore. I'll try and get posts up faster.]
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