Post by Capper the Patroller on Dec 4, 2017 14:57:51 GMT
Finally! A match with two legible names! Capper sighed, a weight lifted, though only for a moment. He breathed in, giving the next two his most dramatic and flashy announcer voice.
"In the Middle League, the fusion Jizojin against Zoraba! Huzzah!"
ROUND ONE of the Minor League's Multiversal Tournament has begun! Player Versus Player Matches have a set 48 hour timer for posts. Failing to post in time will result in disqualification. After ten days pass (*10 minutes IC), if a knockout, ring out, and so on is not accomplished, judges will decide a winner. Without further adieu, get to punching each other.
Jizojin stood in the arena as the announcer called his name. He readied himself for the fight and formed a pose, calling out to the croud. "The strongest of Ogres is finally here! The mighty, the impressive... Jizojin!" His inner Jizo was stretching out, gleeming pride in how far he had come. Without a moment to spare, he turned to his opponent with a red ball of energy charging in his hand. He thrust it forwards, gripping his arm and releasing the beam. "SUPER FUUJIN BEAM!"
Post by Zoraba, The Hound of War on Dec 6, 2017 0:03:59 GMT
When Zoraba entered the ring he had a glassy look in his eye, he looked a little bit confused as he stared around him and took in the crowds of people. Blinking slowly as he stared into the expressions on the numerous faces, not quite sure what to make of all this. Scratching at his beard the hairy man ape remembered he was here to showcase the power of the Saiyan Empire, the power of his Empress. His mind boggled as he remembered he had to fight somebody but he wasn’t sure who, until he felt the power level approaching.
The blue skinned boy stepped up into the ring and introduced himself quickly, Zoraba finding the moment to tug at the collar around his neck, the device making the skin underneath itch. “This guy….this...him?” he tried to think. Suddenly an attack was hurled right at him, a beam of energy pierced through the air and soared towards the burly Saiyan as his eyes finally seemed to open completely. The collar that had been around his neck fell to the ground at his feet before he was hit by the attack and it shuffled him back.
Nearby one of the invading group of Saiyans, the elite of Universe 3, someone had pressed down on a device. They had let the dog loose and now he would hunt. Zoraba fell to his knees as he skidded to a stop, just before his body slipped off the edge and out of the ring. He climbed to his feet as his dark eyes glowered and drool dripped down the side of his mouth. Smoke drifted off his body as his form and hair had been singed by the attack but he had taken it on the chin. His eyes seemed to glow brighter as his jaws cracked and he ground his teeth together letting out a snarl as an aura appeared around him. Suddenly his hair shifted from black to yellow and his power rose up. Bright pools of bluish green glared out from under his heavy brow right at Jizo.
The Super Saiyan bellowed “FOOD!” before dropping down onto all fours and racing towards his opponent. His mind was blood red as he closed the distance between the two fighters before he leapt up and threw a knee at the midsection of Jizojin, his whole body weight behind it as his yellow saiyan tail whipped behind him.
Zoraba used Safari Sink [MP3]: This attack is the final form of the formidable knee strike, Zoraba throwing everything into it but the kitchen sink. Uses three KP and charges at 100%
His attack had succesfully connected with Zoraba, and Jizojin pumped his arms in the air as he watched his opponent skid awfully close to the edge. "Might as well jump off now. You're facing the best of the be-" In the moments he had been taunting, his opponent let out a primitive snarl and exploded in a display or light as he charged towards him, kneeing him forecefully in the Mid section. In a burst of blinding speed the image that the knee had connected with faded, shimmering away like a mirage as Jizojin stood to the side.
He immediately pounced, moving to slam a fist at the hound of war. "ARRRGH! That was too close!"
Post by Zoraba, The Hound of War on Dec 10, 2017 3:20:21 GMT
Zoraba seemed a bit stupefied by the enemy in his hand evaporating into nonexistence, Turning to see the Ogre hybrid throwing a fist at him. His hand grabbed it and with all his might he squeezed down on the kid’s fist, trying to crush it in his grip. Focused eyes pierced him as the saiyan reached up with his other hand and tried to take his chin into his fingers, he squeezed his cheeks together. “CloSe…” he grumbled.
The Saiyan’s face drew a big grin with many teeth, his extra sharp canines in full view. “ToO close.” He spoke again before he tries to lift Jizojin off the ground by his hand and yank him overhead into a toss that would land him across the ring with the saiyan’s mighty strength. Zoraba would feel pretty mighty and pound his singed chest and let out a howl, feeling pretty pumped up right about now.