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Post by Capper the Patroller on Dec 4, 2017 18:03:10 GMT
After a well-deserved water break, it was time for the biggest of the cheeses. The Major Leagues. Capper had stocked up on some breath mints and waters for this time. He rubbed his hands together, mic ready. "In the Major League we have Commander Habana against... Uh... Who's this guy?"
Recommended NPC: U19 Captain Ryota. It seems the announcer couldn't find much information about this world's odd batch of fighters, as she was not around for this incarnation of the story... You should know what to do. ROUND ONE of the Minor League's Multiversal Tournament has begun! Feel free to make your own NPC for this non-player combatant, use the one staff brainstormed, or simply skip the fight if you do not wish to write a solo. The max word count is 2000 words. If you skip, victory will be presumed against the recommended NPC for the sake of the visual bracket
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Post by Commander Habana on Dec 14, 2017 10:31:03 GMT
The Commander grinned as her name was called and immediately launched herself from the sidelines and into the small planetoid that would serve as the arena for her fight, by the time she landed the older Capper from Universe 1 had well.. He’d TRIED to announce her opponent but somehow the older Capper didn’t actually know who she was fighting “I thought you Capper’s were a generall SMART bunch, how the hell don’t you know who I am fighting” Habana snarled loud enough that she was fairly certain the U1 Capper would hear her.
“Well, that probably has to do a bit with my universe being a bit uh.. ‘Odd’ also I think they’ve had some problems with the records, apparently I’m not the only one who wasn’t recorded quite properly” an unfamiliar voice drew Habana’s attention away from shouting at Capper and back into the arena as she spotted the source of the voice, presumably her opponent.
He stood only a bit taller than her, dressed in frankly some of the most absurd attire Habana had ever seen, while Habana could not quite identify the style the man was wearing clothing reminiscent of a Pirate straight of of an Earth history book, at his back a swirling vortex of purple energy closed behind him as he stepped through it.
“But just so we don’t have that problem any more I’ll introduce myself for you benefit and the organizers, I am Captain Ryota of Universe 19 and soon to be the winner of this whole tournament” Ryota said flourishing with his blade and offering the Commander a friendly grin, despite his friendly demeanor the Captain had no intention of holding anything back, he and Carmine had spent FAR too long trapped in the Time Chamber back in his universe and when they’ve finally gotten free they had learned that apparently Boliko had gone all sorts of crazy and basically torn everything to shit.
As far as Ryota was aware the three of them were essentially all that was really left of there quadrant of U19, the heroic thing to do was probably to win this whole thing and then try and figure out some wish to undo it all but frankly Ryota wasn't entirely sure that was POSSIBLE, so much time had passed that the Dragon wasn’t likely to be able to do much so Ryota had his own plan, he’d wish back his ship back and once he had the Galleon again it would really only be a matter of time before they figured out how to punch through to a different universe.
Habana stared blankly at the man, something about him felt… strange, almost familiar but not quite in the same way that the fighters in different universe that she knew felt familiar to those she knew from her own, it was more like she felt something akin to herself about him.
“Ya’know with how intently you’re staring I’d try and make a flirty comment but uh.. I’ve heard a bit about you already so im gonna go with that being a BAD idea.” so long had passed since he’d needed to use it that Ryota was QUITE rusty with sensing energy, where Habana could pick out the strange little similarities and knew they really existed Ryota simply felt an ominous feeling from the woman before him.
Habana chuckled at the comment and briefly paused as if she were going to respond, before simply dashing forward and attacking launching a volley of punches at Ryota, the Captain ducked and dodged as quick as he could managing a fairly easy defense against the Commander, he could tell that while she was certainly not actively holding back that this opening volley was really just as test.
“How about we make this a bit more showy?” Ryota said blocking another strike from habana and flipping back away from her to give himself some distance “back before my universe went to shit there were a bunch of Saiyans that could do the golden hair trick, and from what I’ve gathered it's not uncommon for the universe that have strong Saiyans, since you’re up in the big leagues I’m guessing you can do that so lets go, you do your thing and I’ll show you what I can do to” Ryota offered with a grin, he remembered that Saiyans had a strong sense of bravado and personal pride, it’s what he’d liked about Rensou so much, so offering to go all out early would probably appeal to her. To show his seriousness Ryota reached to his waist and drew his sword.
“Straight to business then? Well I suppose that might be fun, I’ll kick things up a little bit since you asked so nicely but you’ll have to EARN more than that” and with that Habana began unleashing a bit more of her latent power, however unlike what Ryota had expected her hair didn’t go gold and get all spiky, instead it went stark white, her skin darkened a few shades and a disconcertingly familiar X appeared on her forehead.
“Oh fuck off…” Ryota muttered whatever else he was going to say was cut off but a sharp click and a small explosion at Habana’s side as a strange wooden blade appeared in her hand. “So you’re universe has him as well then eh? I guess that makes sense, the guys slippery enough that he’s probably still lurking around MY universe too” he said with a roll of the eyes.
Habana raised an eyebrow, it was NOT normal for people to recognize that this form was not something of her own, only her first prize had really noticed anything strange about it and Habana had long since made certain she would never tell anyone anything Habana didn’t want known, Habana was further caught by surprise when Ryota initiated a similar transformation, a voice at the back of her mind whispered a warning about the man, told her to keep him quiet and that it would just be a matter of moments before either she defeated him or Ryota would be otherwise dealt with.
Bolstered by the words Habana grinned and lunged at Ryota her ferocity having increased tenfold since her transformation the two clashing blades faster and faster as they darted around the arena both trying to catch each other off guard, after several clashes Ryota jumped back as Habana made another wild charge at him “Did he tell you the sort of price you’ll have to pay for that power?” Ryota questioned keeping up a defensive stance and intercepting Habana’s attack, while Habana had sheer ferocity and brutality on her side Ryota possessed infinitely greater skill with a blade.
“Maybe YOU needed to pay for what you needed but I was GIVEN this gift” Habana shouted grinning madly as she darted to one side and slashed the air in front of her, briefly surprising Ryota before he felt a sudden slash across his back “FUCK” he shouted stumbling forward “Oh so THAT'S how this is gonna be? Did HE teach you that one I swear to Beelzebub if he stole MY technique I’ll find him and rip his damn head off!” Ryota shouted and to Habana’s surprise he slashed the air and just as her Quilpoth blade could do the action caused a rift to appear before her allowing his blade to slash ehr across the chest.
The two fighters glared at each other taking a moment to process the fact there weapons both served an eerily similar purpose, before promptly launching into a wild clash of blade neither blade quite actually aimed at the other or even aimed to intercept the opposing attack but always managing to either land a hit out of nowhere or have itself blocked at an impossible angle through a well timed rift or portal.
As the ninth minute came to a close both Habana and Ryota had grown increasingly tired ‘one last clash’ the voice called to Habana and she moved without even a second thought, Habana lunged at Ryota pushing everything that the tournament would allow into her attack, Ryota was surprised to feel that the attack was an entirely direct one, nothing channeled into one of the wild rift attacks she had been making, he knew if he angled his attack right there was a chance he could overpower her enough to take advantage of her putting everything into her attack, to do so he needed to actually match her first.
So Ryota met Habana in the middle of her charge, her blade met his and they began a quick exchange of force, Habana had the raw strength but Ryota felt confident with just a few more seconds he could slip past her and force her to basically impale herself on his blade… and then his power cut out, the power he’d been granted to long ago that helped him maintain his edge after so long was suddenly gone, his deal revoked.
“You bastard” Ryota muttered as the transformation fell and before he could even start trying to build his power back up with his innate strength he felt a sharp pain in shoulder and chest, he looked down and was surprised to find his sword no longer in his hand and the wooden blade of Habana’s embedded in his chest. “Shit..” he muttered as she ripped the blade out of him before kicking him in the chest sending him toppling backwards crashing into the arena floor.
“WINNER, COMMANDER HABANA!”
The Commander grinned to herself as her victory was announced then looked down at her feet at her opponents fallen weapon before kneeling down to claim the prize of her first victory.
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