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Post by Capper the Patroller on Dec 18, 2017 1:50:22 GMT
Pota against Pota. A battle for the ages. Capper shrugged with a yawn- seeing parallels go at it was always neat."In the Minor League we have Pota and Majin Pota battling in Round Two!"
ROUND TWO of the Minor League's Multiversal Tournament has begun!.. As you're fighting yourself, you can either auto-decide a winner or write a ~2k word solo to decide who will move to the next round.
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Post by Pota on Dec 19, 2017 22:26:49 GMT
There on the bracket listing the fighters read the next match for Pota he had been waiting only a little bit after his last match so he only had enough time to go and see his Girlfriend Egabbac and his employer and adopted father Sora before his next match. “Pota from Universe 15 vs Majin Pota from Universe 17” “Another you!? No way that’s awesome!!” Pota was less thrilled than his significant other having seen Majin Pota fight first hand already after he had gotten out of his own match. His thoughts were interrupted as he felt what he could only describe as being approached by your own shadow. In reality he had sensed what seemed to be his own energy signature approach him. Pota turned to see none other than Majin Pota in the flesh.
“Hello we haven’t been properly introduced. But from the look of things introductions aren’t needed.” Majin Pota smiled wolfishly at the group before him causing Egabbac to shift behind Pota’s shoulder. Pota understood why he had watched Majin Pota’s match against Chili Pepper he was less than merciful with his fighting and his energy told just as much.
“Yeah it seems so...” Pota said as he cautiously eyed...himself. Majin Pota would let out a low chuckle at the reaction he caused.
His gaze shifted between Pota, Sora, and Egabbac. “What a strange group of friends you got. The young Saiyan I understand. But the old human? How did that come to pass?” Pota looked at Sora who had stream of sweat making its way down his face. The old man was no push over he had served in the Blue Banner Army in his younger days so he could handle himself. But he could sense the malicious nature of this guy and he knew he could snap him in half at any moment if he was inclined to.
“He’s my Boss and the closest thing to a real father I have.” Pota noticed out of the corner of his eye that Sora smiled at the answer that the young Saiyan had given. Pota had decided a long time ago to trust Sora with all his secrets. Him being a Saiyan exile. As well as being “The Great Monkey Man of West Capitol”. So, the bond between them had grown over the short time they had known each other. Suddenly Majin Pota’s look went from amusement to that of a more serious tone.
“So, Tato is just as bad in your Universe as he was in mine hmm? That’s not too surprising.” The comment took Pota aback a little when Majin Pota spoke as if that was a thing of the past.
“Was?” Pota asked curiously. Majin Pota turned his attention away from watching a fight on the screen above their heads and addressed Pota’s question. A sinister smile would creep across the Saiyan’s face as if he took immense pleasure in the memory.
“Well let’s not beat around the bush. I turned my or should I say our father, in my Universe, into nothing but space dust.” Pota was shocked he hated his father with an intense passion now more than ever. But to kill him was something he would only do as a last resort. But this guy sounded like he did it for the funsies. Pota hoped he was wrong he hoped that another him wouldn’t be such a cruel bastard like his father. But this guy was very different than him there was no telling what he would do.
“W..Why did you do that?” Pota asked trying not to reveal his shock at the revelation, unfortunately with little success. He expected this Pota to give him some maniacal smile and say something like. “Oh, because I wanted to.” But instead he went back to being serious and turned to walk away.
“You’ll have to earn that answer in the ring boy. Until then I hope you prove a better fight than the pup.” And like that he was gone leaving Pota with a lot of questions. But now wasn’t the time for that he had to get to the ring and see if this guy bit as good as he barked. As he walked out into the ring his boots making a light tak tak tak against the tiles he approached his opponent who was glaring him down like he was trying to kill him with a look alone. Pota would simply return the look in kind.
After a short while the starting buzzer would signal the beginning of the fight. No sooner had it sounded had Majin Pota summoned forth black ki around himself and shot towards Pota leaving a large crack in the stage behind him. Pota met the charge head on green fiery ki exploding around him. As the two Saiyan’s fists collided matching each other in speed and force each strike summoned a gust of wind from the impact buffeting the crowd that looked on. The two would exchange blows one not being able to land a solid hit on the other. Suddenly as the barrage ended Majin Pota would create a blade of pure black energy around his hand up to his wrist lunging forth at Pota with the intent to impale him through his midsection.
“Oh no you don’t!” Pota pulled out his retractable quarterstaff as it sprung to life and Pota deftly deflected the incoming attack and countering with the other end of the weapon catching his opponent across the cheek sending him to the far end of the ring. Majin Pota smiled as he got back up and spit out the blood that had pooled up in his mouth.
“Nice hit kid but it’s not going to be that easy for you to win this thing. Think I’ll kick this fight up a notch.” Growled Majin Pota as a gigantic burst of black fiery ki erupted around him and with a confident smirk he shot forward delivering a straight gut shot to Pota forcing wind, saliva, and blood from his mouth. Pota slid backwards a couple of feet managing not to fall down somehow just barely recovering in time to block another barrage of blows from Majin Pota.
“Get out of my face!!” Pota roared as he clasped his hands together green fiery ki building in between his palms forming a large orb of ki just before he outstretched his hand with his fingers linked together. “Nova Burst!!” Pota yelled as a beam of green fire flashed from his outstretched palms screaming towards Majin Pota who smirked at the beam as if more amused than frightened. Just then he clasped his hands together in a similar fashion building black fiery ki in his palms just as Pota did seconds before.
“I think you’re forgetting who you’re up against. Nova Burst!!” Shouted the Saiyan as a similar beam to Pota’s collided with each other and in the span of a few seconds cancelled each other out. “Not bad, not bad at all you’re definitely more entertaining than that dog I fought last round.” Pota glared at his opponent with only one thought on his mind the question he had asked earlier.
“Then maybe you’ll answer my question now.” Once again, the smirk from the confident Majin Pota would evaporate from his face leaving only a stare of silent hatred. “Why did you kill Tato?” The Saiyan stood still with the wind blowing past the two as if the weather itself was affected by the fighters moods.
“How is our brother doing in your universe?” Asked Majin Pota maintaining his glare at his universe 15 counterpart.
“Because in my universe our father killed him.” Pota felt like someone punched him in the gut harder than Majin Pota had earlier. He knew his father was cruel and he expected as much from someone who raised this kind of version of himself. But to kill one of his sons. To kill one of his heirs to their household. Even his father wasn’t so heartless or brash as to do something like that. “You look surprised I guess I can’t blame you after all your pretty much the same stupid naive boy that I use to be.” Majin Pota would tighten his fist at the thought of his past self and the fact that he now had to look straight into the eyes of that very person who was the center of his self-loathing.
“Be glad Pota that you didn’t stay on Vegeta long enough to where your peaceful ideologies ended up in those closest to you losing their lives!!” Suddenly the wind picked up as Majin Pota’s energy signature began go crazy and his ki exploded around him like a bomb going off in the ring. Instead of black fiery ki however his ki took on a golden color and Majin Pota’s hair no longer spiked off to the side but rather straight upwards with the same golden color as his aura was now. “The only good thing that came of our brother’s death was me tapping into the Super Saiyan form. It was then that I realized that power was the only thing that mattered in this world.”
Majin Pota would blink out of sight and then reappear in front of Pota with the palm of his hand on his stomach. “Let me show you.” Whispered the Saiyan as he pushed in Pota’s stomach knocking the wind out of him and sending him flying back.
Pota struggled to get up again and thought for sure he was going to get eliminated this round. In fact, he was about to give up when a voice rang out from the crowd. “GET UP POTA!! GET UP!! DON’T LET THIS GUY BEAT YOU!! YOU’RE STRONGER THAN HIM!! GET UP!!” Egabbac’s word were simple but Pota was a simple person so that was all he needed for his spirits to be raised back up again and put him back in the fight.
“What a noisy bitch maybe knocking you off the ring will shut her up.” Majin Pota raised his foot up to kick Pota off the edge of the ring. But as he brought it down his foot would be caught by Pota’s hand. Looking down in shock he would see Pota’s signature green fiery ki envelope his body.
“Bitch?!? How dare you! That’s My GABBY!!!” Pota roared in rage as he lifted Majin Pota up by the foot and slammed him into the ground then with his foot still in hand he jumped high into the air and tossed him into the ground. Majin Pota collided into the ring making a crater around him. Pota would then landed in front of him a look of pure determination in his eyes as he clasped his hands together as if to use his Nova Burst again. This time however this time his ki would envelope his whole body as energy could be visibly seen being directed into the space between his palms.
“Let’s end this here and now!! Let’s see which one of us is stronger Pota!!” shouted Majin Pota as he mimicked Pota’s stance his golden ki would flare as the two thrust their hands forward. A Green Beam with a Dragon’s head roaring at the end and a Yellow Beam with an Oozaru’s head on it rocketing towards each other.
“NOVA DRAGON BURST!!”
“DIE!”
The two beams collided and struggled with each other one not giving any ground to the other. Then Pota gave mighty roar and surged more energy into his attack making his beam push forward little by little. Majin Pota stared in disbelief as his attack was overwhelmed and he was left standing there with no alternative but to be caught up in the maelstrom of energy. A great explosion rang out in the ring and a cloud of smoke settled over the ring. The crowd would stare in silence waiting to see what the outcome was. The cloud would disperse and everyone would see Pota standing on the ring hands outstretched from his final attack and Majin Pota dug into the wall outside the ring.
“The Winner from round two is Pota from Universe 15!” The ref would shout as the crowd exploded in cheers and Pota collapsed into the arms of a Namekian medic that would help him off the ring and into the med lab for some much-needed healing.
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