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Post by Capper the Patroller on Dec 18, 2017 2:04:02 GMT
Chai, Universe Five's last bastion. Capper had heard of the world's... unfortunate fate.
Still he couldn't help but to root for the Saiyan Solar Empire's Pin a little as well."In the Middle League we have Chai and Pin battling in Round Two!"
ROUND TWO 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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Post by Chai on Dec 18, 2017 3:07:36 GMT
| ROUND ONE |
CHAI vs PIN
| == CHAI'S PL ==
177,707 Base
250,000 PL Active (Vargas Suppression)
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| GAIN BONUSES: None | | TRANSFORMATIONS: Convalescence (x16) |
Chai inhales, eyeing the matchups for Round Two. Both Collan and Bell already bit the dust in the first round- he was the last remaining fighter from Universe Five in the Tournament- and the last remaining hope for his world's future. Pin, his first opponent was named. A part of the Solar Empire as well apparently. Chai watched some of his fight with that evil Gira, and boy, was he a tough one. This fight was not going to be an easy win, but... For the sake of everyone he knew, everyone that survived and everyone who died, Chai had to win the tournament. For his sake, and theirs.
The crowd cheered as the zoanthrope strolled out of the waiting room and onto the arena. He spotted a cheering couple even wearing a pair of fake horns like his own the Vargas had been selling in the crowd. Chai furrowed his brow, hopping up onto the Katchin battlefield and wiping his feet on the ground. He put a hand on his badge, those the KAOS squadron wore, sighing. He couldn't help but to wonder how the rest of the Star School was doing, and Vi-Poi as well...
The zoan brought himself back to the present, swallowing hard and regaining mastery over his nervous breath... He could do this, he would do this. Just like he always did... Confidence slowly began to replace uncertainty, a determined frown, yet coupled with softened eyes flashing across the zoan's face should his foe approach and hop on the battlefield. Smiling meekly, he figured proper introductions were in order. "So, uh... Nice to meet you! I'm Chai, annndd..." He bowed his head quickly, taking a few steps back and readying into the Star School's stance. "I, uh, hope we have a good fight, but... I-I really need to win this thing. So don't go easy, alright?" He grinned again, though it faded quickly. "...That was stupid- you probably wouldn't go easy either way, right?"
OOC NOTES: AM HERE
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Post by Pin on Dec 18, 2017 3:58:46 GMT
Pin stepped out into the Arena once more, following the call of his name. He’d managed to defeat his last opponent, and while he hadn’t felt like he’d broken much of a sweat, he knew that Gira was just the beginning of an upward climb. Each opponent would likely be far more challenging than the last. He strode out into view, arms at his sides casually. He stole a glance up at the crowd, some of them cheering for his unusual Zoanthrope opponent and wearing false ram horns as a sign of their support. He noticed that there were a few in the crowd that had painted their faces purple, like his helmet. He couldn’t help but get a kick out of that. Why did everyone think his helmet was his face? He looked to Chai, his new opponent, and sized him up. As expected, his power had been set to the same as Pin’s own thanks to the Vargas, which made it difficult to really gauge the difference between them had this been a real-life battlefield without all the rules. Made it hard to determine who had the upper hand. When Chai spoke, Pin relaxed a little. This one wasn’t like Gira, wasn’t so self-assured and certain of their victory. He preferred to fight opponents who were a little bit more humble. “ Good to meet you, too, I guess.” He watched the zoanthrope step back into a fighting stance. “ You’re not the only one who feels that way. Both about the good fight and needing to win.” Pin drew his pistol and set his feet firmly. His was a firing stance. “ I don’t know the definition of easy. But tell me, what is it you’re fighting for?” Pin leveled his pistol on Chai, but did not fire. ________________________ Chai |
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Post by Chai on Dec 18, 2017 4:27:33 GMT
| ROUND ONE |
CHAI vs PIN
| == CHAI'S PL ==
177,707 Base
250,000 PL Active (Vargas Suppression)
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| GAIN BONUSES: None | | TRANSFORMATIONS: Convalescence (x16) |
Yup, this fight was going to be a toughie for sure. Pacifism was not an option anymore; the only way to bask in the presance of Porunga was to fight, and fight to the end. Not Chai's forte, but he liked to think he was a good fighter. Pin raised his own blaster, making Chai wish he could bring Guardia into the match for a sword and gun fight... Alas, the zoanthrope would straighten his form as Pin strolled onto the field, raising a hand into a finger-gun position, with energy culminating at the tip of his claw. But what did the zoan fight for?
That was an obvious one, but not easy to say. Chai's expression sunk, and his eyes trailed to the side. "...My world has been ravaged. It's a dystopian apocalypse you've probably seen in one too many movies." He shrugged, figuring he was underselling the hopelessness of his world. "Our rebellion is a dying hope in my realm. We rebels fight with all we have, but... It's not much compared to what we're up against. Too many of my comrades have..." A brief pause. Chai's charge faltered for a moment. "...Perished or met even grimmer fates by the hands of my fellow Earthlings that instead rule Universe Five."
"...I can finally fix this with the Eternal Dragon's help, I think. It's a stretch, but if I save them, I can save my world as well." Chai smiled, hope beaming through even the darkness that clouded his heart. Rocking on his feet, he'd return the question. "I suppose it's only right I ask what you'd like to wish for also, right?" His brow furrowed- was he being too prying or pushy? "If you don't want to say, that's cool too. I get it and respect it."
Chai glanced back at the crowds, who were dead silent now. Regardless of Pin's response, he'd continue on. "...I say we get this moving, though. The guys are getting antsy." Chai shrugged, pointing his finger gun into the air. "You want to have the first move? I'm at a loss for what to do over here."
OOC NOTES: HOPES AND DREAMS HOO HAH
[SU1] Ki Charge in use.
33% this post, 66% next post
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Post by Pin on Dec 18, 2017 5:09:02 GMT
Pin nodded as Chai explained to him why he was here, what his wish would be. Pin had hoped it might be something more frivolous, something he might be able to use to bargain Chai into forfeiting this round - he had no fear of this coming battle, but he’d learned recently that sometimes avoiding a fight was better than winning one. And he had to respect Chai’s motivations. “ I’ll admit my own wish is more selfish than yours.” Pin’s aim faltered, briefly, as his arm lowered and he looked off to the crowd. “ I want flesh. Blood. I want to be a true, living and breathing Saiyan. So I can face my ‘mother’ and kill her as one of her own. So I can bring true glory to the Empire. I’m sick of being a gun with legs.” He looked back at Chai, who made a good point. The crowd was getting restless. There was no reason to delay this any further. Chai had started to build up his energy, but had made the mistake of asking if Pin wanted to go first. He’d had his chat with Chai, but now was not the time to set terms. Pin leapt forward, a bright flash of light about the size of a grenade forming in his palm. He threw it downward, and it exploded into a blinding flash of light and loud explosive noise. Once it was detonated, he wasted no time in hurling a barrage of hand-to-hand attacks at Chai, leading with a flying knee strike aimed at the zoanthrope’s chin and ultimately culminating in an attempted sweep kick to drop the little ram to the ground. _________________________________________ Used [SU1] Flash Bang: Pin can use his energy to create and detonate a small flash grenade to temporarily blind/deafen the opposition, plus any upset onlookers. Stuns for 1 round at 100% PL. Can disrupt a charging attack if the stun power level is within 80% of the opponent's power level. KP ⅔ Chai |
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Post by Chai on Dec 18, 2017 14:00:54 GMT
| ROUND ONE |
CHAI vs PIN
| == CHAI'S PL ==
177,707 Base
250,000 PL Active (Vargas Suppression)
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| GAIN BONUSES: None | | TRANSFORMATIONS: Convalescence (x16) |
Chai tapped his chin, nodding along as Pin explained his motivations and desires in return. "Oh. Oh, geez." Chai blinked, tilting his head with a concerned look. "Best of luck with that, really- regardless of who wins this." Chai offered his condolences to Pin's existential robot issues. He sort of understood and could respect his foe's motives, though they were more self-oriented than his own desires. But that didn't mean the zoanthrope would go easy now.
With a flash, Pin fired a bright grenade of sorts at the ground, in turn causing Chai to grunt and use his arm to block his eyes with a dropped charge. The battle began faster than the zoan expected, with Pin catching him off guard with an initial chin-to-knee strike, causing some limited specks of blood to trickle out of his muzzle and stain his milky white fur. His eyes blazed with a white aura soon after, back in combat mode. He had dodged many punches in his days of being the Crimson Striker leader. Chai raised his foerarms, swerving around or parrying some of Pin's followup punches with a defiant glare in his eyes. When time came around for the leg-sweep, the zoan was quick to leap up and over, dashing forwards and aiming to strike Pin right in the stomach with a horned headbutt.
Whether the attack hit or miss, Chai would follow up his attack by turning around and wrapping his arms around Pin's waist. He saw this move on TV several times and never really got a chance to try it out himself... Should his grapple prove successful, Chai would quickly thrust into a suplex to toss the android into the katchin arena below for a little more damage.
OOC NOTES: I debated being that guy and charging a MP3, but nah, lets have some FUUUUN
2/3 KP
[SU1] Ki Charge lost due to Pin's [SU1] stun!
Used [N1] Horn Upper for a damage total 33% - 82,500 PL!
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Post by Pin on Dec 19, 2017 4:50:16 GMT
Pin felt his opening attack strike true, and he was bolstered. He had no idea what sort of fighter Chai would be, but knowing that he’d drawn first blood, that he’d forced the zoanthrope to change his plan, felt like the first step towards victory. He almost felt bad, trying to wrench the fate of this man’s people away from him, but this was the way of things. If it weren’t Pin, it could be the next opponent. Better to end the dream as early as possible. But when Pin went to finish his combo, Chai had managed to rally himself and instead dodged with grace, following with a powerful headbutt to Pin’s midsection. He considered activating his shields or his Zero Shift, but he knew he needed to conserve his energy. He would need to rely on his inorganic nature to minimize the damage from Chai’s attack. Had he been flesh, had he needed to breathe, Chai’s headbutt would have been a more immediate problem - his insides would have been bruised, and the wind knocked out of him. However, the damage was primarily to his outer frame, the internal damage amounting to a reduction in cooling efficiency. Nothing critical for now, but if this fight got drawn out it could be a problem down the line. He sensed Chai shift, wrapping his arms around Pin’s waist for a grapple. He went for a suplex, aiming to drive the android into the Arena below. Pin had no interest in actually meeting the arena floor face-to-face, so instead he deployed his Aranea Arms. The four chrome steel tentacles launched from his back, two of them planting themselves firmly into the floor of the arena. He used this new stability to flip himself over onto his feet, and at the same time his remaining two tentacle arms wrapped around Chai’s waist. Once he was on his feet, Pin would use those arms to pull Chai off of him and whip him through the air before slamming the zoanthrope into the arena floor in his own, strange take on the same suplex Chai had tried on him. Regardless of whether or not the suplex went as planned, Pin would turn to face Chai and fire a volley of pistol shots his way, aiming for center mass. ___________________________ No tech used, +1 KP KP 3 / 3 OOC Note: I like fun. Let's have fun. Chai |
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Post by Chai on Dec 20, 2017 0:33:02 GMT
| ROUND ONE |
CHAI vs PIN
| == CHAI'S PL ==
177,707 Base
250,000 PL Active (Vargas Suppression)
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| GAIN BONUSES: None | | TRANSFORMATIONS: Convalescence (x16) |
Chai found his suplex meeting a harsh stop, with Pin using his extend-o-arms, as Chai's mind registered the new limbs as, to prevent his face from meeting the floor. Chai promptly released his opponent and attempted to hop back to regain ground, but... "Wh--!?" Chai found his form being grasped by Pin's new pair of arms, and promptly flung through the air... If it weren't for his quick thinking and some quiet gratitude to a certain aspect of his zoanthrope abilities, Chai would have certainly have faceplanted hard on the ground.
With a puff of smoke, Chai just seemed to... vanish. Pin's blasts, should they still be fired, wouldn't meet anything. There wasn't anything in the arena, save for a few birds flying above, one of which, white in hue, dove down and perched atop Pin's shoulder. "Shapeshifting." The diminutive avian chimed with a ruffle of his feathers in an all-too familiar voice. "Pretty neat, right?" Chai commented with a smile across his new beak. With much more strength than a bird should have had, Chai's talons gripped onto Pin's shoulderblades- or whatever the android equivalent of such was.
Soaring into the air, Chai would attempt to throw his foe into the sky, still in birdmode if his initial grapple was successful. Switching back to his normal form with another flash of light, Chai gathered a barrage of small ki spheres in his palm, promptly tossing the blasts Pin's way while dropping back onto the Katchin arena... Normally the zoanthrope wasn't a fighting man, but... Something about this had put a bajillion butterflies in his stomach.
OOC NOTES: noot noot
3/3 KP
[UT] Shapeshifting used briefly.
No actions taken. +1 KP!
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Post by Pin on Dec 20, 2017 1:04:09 GMT
Pin had been firing pretty much blindly, and when his shots went wild and hit nothing but air, he clicked his tongue. Not because he’d missed, but rather because there was nothing but air TO hit. Where the hell had this little rascal gone? When a bird landed on his shoulder and started bragging to him, his eyes went wide for a moment, only to narrow in scrutiny. This zoanthrope was a wily one, and Pin honestly couldn’t tell if Chai was having fun with the fight, or having fun with HIM. He went to shoo the bird away, but when Chai’s talons dug in, he knew it wouldn’t be quite so simple. The goat...bird...opponent hurled Pin into the sky before poofing back into his normal form and firing a series of ki blasts his way. “ Clever, clever.” Pin kicked his propulsors on, steadying himself in the air, and opened fire with his pistol, knocking each of Chai’s blasts out of the sky with one of his own. Once the incoming blasts were taken care of, he took aim at Chai and opened fire with a high-powered shot, this time aiming for the zoanthrope’s head. He didn’t think such an attack would kill or even put his opponent down, but a significant blow to the head might disorient him, slow him down a little bit, if only for long enough for Pin to gain the upper hand. “ What’s that shit even feel like, anyway? Not that I have the best frame of reference or anything…” _________________________________________ Pin fired [N1] Blaster Pistol! 33% Attack Power, 82,500 PL! -1 KP KP 2 / 3 Chai |
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Post by Chai on Dec 23, 2017 2:48:24 GMT
| ROUND ONE |
CHAI vs PIN
| == CHAI'S PL ==
177,707 Base
250,000 PL Active (Vargas Suppression)
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| GAIN BONUSES: None | | TRANSFORMATIONS: Convalescence (x16) |
Pin's higher powered shot barreled towards the zoanthrope, who simply raised a hand in the attack's way. When his palm and the shot made contact, Chai swatted the energy off into the skies, singing his fur rather harmlessly. The Force Palm- an evasive technique that allowed redirection of an opponent's attack, and a trademark skill of the Star School- a cool one at that also. "Nice shot." Chai briefly spoke, shaking his hand as some smoke trailed off of the fur on his wrist. The attack missed it's mark, but using his deflection always took a chunk of energy off his stamina...
In response to the comment about shapeshifting, Chai shrugged. "It's weirdly natural, I dunno. Magic and stuff helps me use just about any form as if I had been in it my whole life. I can also do other stuff besides animals with it..." Chai's forearm was encased with smoke. When the mist vanished, his arm had morphed into a structure similar to one of Pin's own Aranea Arms. "See?" The zoan smiled meekly with a chuckle, shifting his limb back to normal.
"Anyways, uh... Fighting, right, right. Sorry-- I'm usually more of a guy to talk things out, soooo...." Chai brought his attention back to the battle, throwing a hand back in preparation for another attack. A shurken formed above his palm, spinning slowly as more and more ki gathered into the attack.
OOC NOTES: AAAAAAAAA SORRY FOR THE DELAY
2/3 KP
[SU1] Force Palm used. [N1] Blaster Pistol is avoided!
[N1] Spectrum Shurikan charging. Currently charged for One Post (33%)!
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Post by Pin on Dec 23, 2017 5:13:46 GMT
Pin watched as Chai simply swatted his blaster bolt aside, casual as can be. This zoanthrope may not have looked it or even acted like it, but Pin had to admit - he was good. Had things gone differently in this life, Pin may have tried to recruit Chai to the now-defunct White List. He certainly had unique skills that would have been useful for a bounty hunter. Pin watched as the goat demonstrated more of that fascinating shapeshifting power of his by replicating something akin to Pin’s own spare limbs. He definitely hadn’t expected that, and involuntarily let out an impressed whistle. “ Magic, huh? Never really encountered much of that myself. More of a tech kinda guy, if you couldn’t tell.” Chai began to prepare an attack, a shuriken of energy that spun over his palm as it gathered power. Pin hadn’t expected something with such solid form, and certainly not a throwing knife of all things, but hey, Pin had his own set of techniques that might have come across as a surprise. He pulled back his left arm, clenching his hand into a fist and crouching into a combat stance. His Aranea arms took up a sort of defensive posture around his body as he funneled energy into his left forearm, where a battery of micro-engines were housed. “ No worries about the banter. It’s honestly refreshing. Most of the fighters I’ve gone up against have been more into the ‘You underestimate my power’ and ‘Give up, I have the high ground’ style dramatics. Definitely prefer some friendly back-and-forth to that nonsense. That said, I’m totally going to have to knock your lights out. Nothing personal.” _____________________________________________ Pin has begun charging [UP2] Rocket Haymaker! Currently 66% -> Next 132% KP 2 / 3, will be 0 upon attacking Chai |
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Post by Chai on Dec 25, 2017 2:09:19 GMT
| ROUND ONE |
CHAI vs PIN
| == CHAI'S PL ==
177,707 Base
250,000 PL Active (Vargas Suppression)
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| GAIN BONUSES: None | | TRANSFORMATIONS: Convalescence (x16) |
The goat briefly nodded along when Pin spoke of his affinity to technology instead of magic. Chai, though, was quick to catch onto his opponent's charging attack of the sort, with those weird arms again. Probably some sort of grabby melee attack was coming soon. Still, the zoan had to agree about the whole banter being a friendly change of pace. "Oh, geez, tell me about it." Chai spoke, recalling his last... outing. "Just awhile ago I had to prevent Vegeta from being blown up with my buddies. The lady we had to deal it was all "You can't understand me, my life sucks and my power is maximum, nyEEEEH." Chai felt bad for poking some fun at Kaza, but it was certainly an... odd situation. "Me and her are cool now, though. Turns out she just needed a friend, I guess."
It would be best to get Pin on the move before his attack grew further in power. "Not if I knock your lights out first, dude." Chai toyed. When he was given no option other than fighting, and said fight was pit against a fun, fair, and nigh understanding foe he could just let go and utilize every skill against, he was a lot less of a fuzzy pushover. "So let's g--- Oh, hold the phone, tourney update."
Chai paused when he was about to fire his attack- someone had already won their match! As shown on the big screen above the audience stands, that cranky Jala lady won her match, and she would face either Chai or Pin next round. "...And there's our winner's next foe. If you win this, do me a favor and kick that Jala's butt, alright? That lady treated my best bud like trash and... Ugh. I don't like. And I usually like everyone!" With that brief intermission over, Chai reared his hand back finally, throwing his weaker shuriken forwards to clash against Pin's upcoming attack...
OOC NOTES: ok i think i can post frequently again finally-- AGH CHRISTMAS HELP ME AAAAAAAA
hope you don't mind my shoddy short post that has been hindered heavily by the holidays ;-;
1/3 KP
[N1] Spectrum Shuriken fired for 165,000 PL!
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Post by Pin on Dec 26, 2017 4:12:53 GMT
Pin raised an eyebrow behind his helmet as Chai told him an unusually casual and quick story about how he apparently defended the planet Vegeta. Pin felt that familiar demon, frustration, bubbling up inside him. He had no idea when this had happened, but he couldn’t help but wonder if he might have been there to help if he hadn’t gone and gotten himself arrested on Planet Namek. That whole debacle still left a bad taste in his mouth, so to speak - not that he had taste buds. Before Pin could say anything, an announcement was made of a victory in another match. A woman named Jala, though not the Queen’s mother, had defeated her opponent, and if he defeated Chai then Pin would go on to fight her. Chai took a moment to ask Pin to defeat her if he won this round. Apparently this woman was an asshole. Under normal circumstances, Pin would be excited to fight a mean Saiyan woman, but now that Chai had apparently stood in defense of his people, Pin was more than eager to oblige, given the opportunity. “ Sure, if I see her in the ring - or anywhere else - I’ll make it so she has to drink through a straw. Call it a thanks for protecting my people.” The agreement sealed, Chai clearly decided to get back to the fight, launching that shuriken Pin’s way with determination. Pin clenched his teeth. He could take the hit, keep pumping energy into his attack, and hope for the best. He could pull some energy out of his attack to get out of the way, and try to attack from another angle. Or, he decided, he could just push through and launch his own attack, and see whose comes out on top. Pin levelled his left arm in Chai’s direction. With a flash and a hiss, a great plume of steam and smoke erupted from his forearm as it was separated from the rest of his body and launched at Chai via a battery of small, but powerful rocket engines embedded within. As it soared towards the Zoanthrope, it collided with the shuriken. It lost some momentum, but managed to power through, continuing its path towards Chai’s face. _____________________________________________________ Pin launched [UP2] Rocket Haymaker! Attack Power 332,500 - Shuriken’s 165,000 = 167,500 Power coming at Chai! KP 0 / 0 MERRY CHRISTMAS, YA FILTHY ANIMAL  |
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Bing Gan
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Enlightenment (x16P), S. Ascension (x23)
Zeni: 13,528
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Post by Bing Gan on Jan 4, 2018 10:00:12 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... Pin!"
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