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Post by Capper the Patroller on Dec 18, 2017 1:56:38 GMT
Mattenes somehow scorpion'd his way into Round Two. Capper whistles, a little impressed. ...Though, he wasn't sure what to make of the boy's fate when he was pit against this particular foe."In the Minor League we have Mattenes and Tomoka battling in Round Two!"
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.
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Mattenes
Rising Soul
PL: 34,104
Oozaru (x10)
Zeni: 3,064
Tag: @mattenes
OOC Name: Minty
Posts: 125
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Post by Mattenes on Dec 18, 2017 16:12:56 GMT
After the fight with Barry, Matt was feeling a mix of confidence and concern welling up. He was on the sidelines mentally preparing himself as the other matches were called. [Nabel didn't make it past round one...] He felt honestly disappointed. He wanted his friend to be able to fight with him. [Fight with me? Aaaaah this is a weird feelin'. I would have never wanted to fight like this back on Iradana.] With that he smacked his face with both hands to keep his focus as he heard his name being called for him to go to the ring. [Tomoto? No! Tomoka! ah, crud that's gonna be ringin' in my head- I hope I don't accidentally say it out loud that'd be embarrassing...] He lept down towards the stage, doing a bit of a proud flip in the air. . .
Matt that was not a smart decision. As he got close he hit the landing- but then he stumbled forward, falling and slamming into his chest. He felt the wind being knocked out of him with that and he wheezed. [Oh I'm screwed] He thinks to himself as he has to get up after embarrassingly eating the tile on the landing. Was he never going to get the landing right?! He regains his breath and looks forward in anticipation to whom he may be fighting. A few more quick thoughts on how he might start out He creates an orb of energy in his hands, trying to gauge that it might be true, but he couldn't tell. [These aren't strong like the Tropical wave, I'll have to do it in the moment to tell... ahhhh... I hope I don't screw up]
(Matt's PL: 100,000) (KP: 3/3)
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Post by Tomoka on Dec 18, 2017 21:45:12 GMT
The first round had gone well for him. He had convened with Yadaran, who made sure his nose was set back into place, along with restoring any damage done to his armor. "You fought well, but this is far from over. Your next opponent has made the same achievements as you. He to will have bested an opponent in the first round, as you have. He will have powerful techniques and attacks, just as you have. His strength and yours will be put on par with one another. The only thing that can win this battle is your will." He would state, looking Tomoka in the eyes. The young Saiyan would nod back, before turning heel. "To victory." He would say under his breathe. Stepping onto the stage, he would look as he had in the previous round. Wearing his battle suit, along with a long, black cape, he would stand at the end of the arena, fists clenched. This fight would determine whether or not he would even get close to the wish he so desperately desired... As the same strange announcer from before shouted the name of his opponent, Tomoka would cock his head and squint. The boy wore... leaves? His get up was even weirder than the announcer's, and that was saying ALOT. "I didn't think I'd be fighting a tarzan knock off, but so be it." Tomoka would say, raising his fists as he dug his boots into the ground. He crouched as he did this, putting himself into a defensive stance, prepared for whatever the enemy might throw at him. He doubted that he had any more techniques than he did, or if they were any good. "I thought about what you meant... whatever I do out here... my ACTIONS will be what determines victory or failure. Not my strength, speed, agility, or even luck. What I DO, what I fight for, THAT is what will bring me to victory, that is what's going to let me sink or swim..." he thought silently, remembering the words the old ogre had said to him. All at once, Ki erupted around. The light was drained from his figure, and red flames of ki surrounded his pitch black form, appearing as a massive, terrible eye, with him as it's pupil, it's focus, it's direction.
Mattenes, whatever his name was... he would know fear. He would know failure.
And Tomoka would know victory...
KP: 3/3 Hooooo boy here we go. Mattenes
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Mattenes
Rising Soul
PL: 34,104
Oozaru (x10)
Zeni: 3,064
Tag: @mattenes
OOC Name: Minty
Posts: 125
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Post by Mattenes on Dec 20, 2017 14:10:50 GMT
Matt looked to his ensemble, noticing Tomoka looking at him oddly. Matt changed into his old leafy outfit for sentimental value, though it did kind of seem a bit silly. "Tarzan? Whats...?" Though he was shut up very quickly as Tomoka unleashed his aura. Matt's mouth shut quickly as he had to assume a defensive position. [oooooooh crud-] Matt nervously chuckled and spoke: "You know, just came from a fight where all we did was talk and fight, g-guess this is gonna be a breath of fresh... air...?" He inhales, and sighs "Aaaaahhhlright deep end it is." His aura swirled at his feet, he felt an itch in his lungs, something wanting to be let out. He let out a very primal sounding roar of spirit as he pumps himself up. Something... fairly new for him. The Ki surged and Flowed up his body towards the sky. It seemed to brighten his figure a little bit, and very small glints of light emerged around his aura. It didn't change much other than showing that his potential was clicking loose.
He didn't realize how liberating roaring like that was, it brought out something deep within him that he didn't even know was there. His spirit of being a fighter. Matt stood still, looking at the pitch black figure. "I'm Mattenes. It's gonna be nice to fight you" He simply bows, stands up and raises his palms towards Tomoka. He began to fire small ki balls at Tomoka, tryin' to figure out how Tomoka responds to ki, before charging a rather big one an' hucking it at him.
(KP: 3/3)
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Post by Tomoka on Dec 22, 2017 4:56:48 GMT
The attacks were exactly what Tomoka had expected. His previous fight had begun with basic attacks, and this one was going the same. Already, a plan began forming in his subconscious. He would draw his aura back to him, compressing the energy until it was mere millimeters above his skin. Maintaining a normal aura was an easy task, and the energy burned barely had any power in it. It could probably knock down a five year old if he got to close, but it couldn’t do any damage. However, when it was concentrated to the point where it appeared as if his body was glowing, and doing it within microseconds… its effects multiplied. While it wouldn’t do any damage, it would serve for what was about to happen. As the blasts hit him, a small explosion would occur, casting a shadow of smoke and dust into the air. However, the red glow of his ki still burned. As it cleared, a figure, shrouded in white, tinted red light, would stand motionless. And all at once, it would release. His aura would explode forth, and any light that covered him would shoot outwards, the red eye appearing once more. He had blocked the attack with his power, and power alone, and no exertion on his part was required. For this, he would begin laughing, though none could see it, as he was shrouded in darkness as the eye stared at all who laid their eyes upon it. Letting out a smaller burst, it would grow in size. If the intimidation factor hadn’t kicked in before, it would now. Finally, Tomoka would raise a hand, and slowly, he would exit the red eye behind him, though it remained, without it’s pupil. “If that’s all you have to offer, jungle book, we’re going to be here for a while.” he would say, finally closing his hand into a fist standing as his cape waved on his back, before he assumed a defensive stance onece more. “Pro-tip: hit harder.”
Mattenes
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Post by Tomoka on Dec 24, 2017 5:57:27 GMT
(Hope this isn’t over.)
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Post by Tomoka on Dec 25, 2017 5:12:57 GMT
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Bing Gan
Administrator
PL: 374,871
Enlightenment (x16P), S. Ascension (x23)
Zeni: 13,528
Tag: @bingg
OOC Name: Bing/Biggums/TruetoCaesar
Posts: 3,722
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Post by Bing Gan on Jan 4, 2018 9:56:07 GMT
Ornee blinked awkwardly. The time patroller who'd been commentating the matches had never come back from his bathroom break, leaving the Vargas all alone at the desk. He squawked nervously as the timer clanged, noting the end of the match. Uncertainty in his talons, he clicked a button, and moved up to the microphone.
"Ahem-- The winner is... Uh... Tomoka!"
Tomoka advances to the Quarter Finals!
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