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Post by Capper the Patroller on Dec 18, 2017 2:40:38 GMT
Both President Bing and Xylo biting it first round was a shocker, so these two that beat them had to be good.
...Capper would be lying if he wasn't rooting for Captoru this round."In the Major League we have Plato and Captoru battling in Round Two!"
ROUND TWO of the 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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Captoru
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Post by Captoru on Dec 18, 2017 2:56:45 GMT
| ROUND ONE |
CAPTORU vs PLATO
UNIVERSE 16 CAPTORU'S PL: 500,000 | GAIN BONUSES: None | | MULTIPLIERS: None |
Captoru, freshly fused once more, was rearing for his next match. Sure, Bing was disqualified in his round, but he had him on the ropes! And somehow, this Plato guy beat Xylo, so this fight was bound to be a challenge for the fusion boy. "Alright, Caps." Captoru muttered to himself as the intercom called his name. "You are going to kick so much butt today. Just wait!" He walked out, cracking his knuckles and taking a slow breath in. He was confident, but not too cocky this time. Anyone who could beat Xylo was sure something.
The boy still couldn't help but to glare back when some other Major Leaguers in the waiting room gave him odd looks- probably because he was a mere shrimpy kid compared to the rest of them. But no matter- if he did pull through and win, he'd get the power, prestige, and popularity he ever so deserved! Captoru snickered, imagining the look on everyones' faces if he did pull through by some miracle. No more would he be underestimated, no more would he be looked down upon, no more would he have to deal with his hair being ruffled... What he'd wish for though, was still a mystery.
Captoru soared into the arena, landing hard on the Katchin planet. The crowd had began to cheer already, and he could see some posters being held- some with his name, others with Plato's. "Heheheh..." He found himself snickering, genuinely excited with butterflies in his stomach.... But, he was the first one on the arena this time.
"HEY, MISTER PLATO!? YOU COMING!?" Captoru called out to the other side of the arena. "I HOPE WE HAVE A GOOD FIGHT! BUT I'M GONNA KICK YOUR BUTT!" He called with a smile and a nervous laugh. Maybe his excitement and innate saiyan will to fight was just getting to him, but... He wasn't scared now. Not one bit.
TAGS: Captoru -> Plato
OOC NOTES: NYEHHHHH
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Post by Plato on Dec 18, 2017 4:11:17 GMT
He sat in the waiting room waiting to hear his name called. He was ready to fight, no need to stall though his foe would not be an easy one to get a pass. Captoru was the fusion of two warriors though only one he had the concern of. Etoru. Sure, Capper in the other universes seemed different but his universes one he had barely known. He seemed to be a young man with low battle skill. Etoru, on the other hand, was a powerhouse. A Boy with immense power who even fought the queen of the saiyan race Zucceta. He had met him twice and knew anyone with his powers was a danger. He was young sure, but that was twice as dangerous as an experienced warrior. They may not have been as creative. Plato thrived on his creativity to win fights, so to fight a foe who may be able to find something more creative to hit him with would be a danger. He was about to step out when he heard pounding on the doors as two men entered. His Two Freind Demetrius and Marx. He paused looking up confused, "We only came to wish you good luck, King Plato." Demetrius bowed his head as Marx coughed into his hand, "Everything also doing fine on Konats. We were attacked earlier by a crazy man in purple but it worked itself out." Plato paused when he heard they were attacked though it was good to know they were safe. "When I win the Tournament the people won't have to fear attacks. They won't have to cry over the dead." Plato looked at them. "I thank you, friends, I'm sorry I have been gone." Demetrius and Marx walked up placing hands on his shoulders. "King Plato, we understand you want to bring those who died back but be who you want your people to see. When you return whether success or if you failed they need you." Demetrius and Marx stepped away before walking off.
Plato sighed as he got to his feet. If only they knew the man he had become. Was he even a man anymore? He was just a fragment of the man he had been years ago. Drowned by his rage and sorrow he was merely a soul trying to pull itself into a form to be used for fighting. When this was over and the people returned he'd knew he'd not have the strength of will to keep it up. The people deserved a future and the only way he could deliver such a thing was if he brought them back to life. As long as he lived that was all he could do. Which meant he had to win at all costs. Plato looked into the mirror thinking of all the pain he felt as his face twisted into a serious and angered look. The First way to win a battle was the mind. If he could inspire fear in his foe then his foe would be at a disadvantage. Plato turned walking towards the entrance to the arena. He stepped out looking as mist followed him out from his ghostly form though his face was not ghostly. His Eyes looked to heavens right at Captoru as if questioning why the boy would even dare to step into the ring to fight him. The Mist would slowly disappear as Plato disappeared with it before reforming on the Katchin Planet Captoru was on. His face would form first looking right at Captoru before the rest of his body form.
He took his Normal look metal armor and 2 metal blades forged with Konats best metals. Empowered by his own magic these blades could cut anything Plato could. He didn't move for the first couple of seconds just staring at Captoru before his hand all of the sudden shot down to his belt level drawing one of his blades for a swipe at the man's chest. His other hand would reach for his other blade swinging down afterward. In this whole process, he just keeps looking at the boy with his angered eyes. He imaged the boy as someone else maybe Zucceta, Mayze or Walker. He didn't want to hurt him all that much. He inherited only wanted to use combat as a last resort. When he was fused with his beast that was different. To fight with convection he had to be constant of his goal and think of his foe as someone else. So for the time being Captoru was the enemy and any means of victory had to be taken. Even if it meant his foe's death. After his first two strikes, his mouth would open up. He had a feeling his foe may want to back up. Flames gushed out his mouth aiming like a flamethrower to burn all that was in front of him! Of course, it would not burn the unbreakable planet but maybe it would burn his foe.
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Captoru
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PL: 500,000
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Post by Captoru on Dec 18, 2017 4:52:16 GMT
| ROUND ONE |
CAPTORU vs PLATO
CAPTORU 1's PL: 250,000 | CAPTORU 2's PL: 250,000 | GAIN BONUSES: None | | MULTIPLIERS: None |
Captoru raised a brow as mist formed around him, with Plato trying to come off as spooky, apparently. Captoru, though, was... "Oh, dude! Dude! I saw this in a movie once!" He commented, raising clenched fists with starry eyes. "It was SO COOL! We should watch a movie after this maybe, too!" He commented with a smile, though it shifted to his usual smirk. "Or, after I win."
Plato summoned a pair of swords, causing Captoru to whistle, slightly impressed. But two could play at that game! He reached into a sewn pocket on his vest, popping open two capsules with a pair of ray guns, built by Capper. "So, weapons fight? Weapons fight. Yeah. Sounds good." Captoru commented, only to still be met with no response. "...Uh, are your eardrums broke or something? I know the crowd's noisy but-- YEEEAUUGH!" Captoru recoiled back, flailing his laser gun and hopping backwards when Plato swung his first sword at him, which he narrowly dodged. A few stray strands of black and brown hair were cut off the tip of his head as he hopped back to dodge the second strike and gain some distance...
But, before Captoru could continue, he'd freeze with widened eyes as a stretch of fire coursed across his form at a breakneck pace. He hopped into the air to dodge, though his tail hadn't escaped in time. "OWOWOWOWOWOW!" He quickly rang, running around. "OH GEEZ THATS HOT IT BURNS-- AGHGHGHGH!" Captoru raised a foot, gently stomping out the fire on his back appendage as quick as he could, picking it up and holding it close to his form. "Hey! Never the tail! You can touch me, you can touch my hair, you can touch my visor, but keep off of the tail. Got it!? Or else!" Captoru retorted with a sharp glare, though he figured it would be met with silence once more. "But if you really wanna play hardball, you jerk...""Then I'll double your trouble!"
Captoru leapt into the air, invoking a thick trail of smoke from the cracked ground in his wake. Captoru then landed behind Plato, and... in front of the Konatsian spirit as well? There were indeed two of him now, thanks to the Multiform technique. Both of the clones lunched at Plato at once, with one trying to deliver a swift jump kick to his gut while the other tried to grapple onto his ghostly hair from the back and yank on it. "Don't say I didn't warn you, clod! I'll do this- no sweat!" The Captoru in front spoke after his punch, hopping back and cuing his split half to follow, whom would release Plato if his grab was successful to begin with, striking a snazzy pose next to the double, with both sets of eyes fiercly locked upon their opponent. "Now, I'll give you another chance to start this fight in a more honorable way instead of a coward's sneak attack." He put his hands on his hips, lips pursed with his usual glare and smirk, energy beginning to flare around the two saiyans...
TAGS: Captoru -> Plato
OOC NOTES: yeowch
[UT1] Multiform in use! Captoru is now split into two!
CAPTORU 1 [SU1] Ki Charge in use
33% this post, 66% next post | CAPTORU 2 [SU1] Ki Charge in use! 33% this post, 66% next post |
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Post by Plato on Dec 18, 2017 5:14:18 GMT
He seemed to pull out some guns which Plato had never seen before. That must have been what this capper part of him was good at. He closed his eyes feeling the swirling mass of ki that was between them. It was not a fight of 2 warriors it might as well be 5. His first sword strike seemed off and his second had cut some hair but no real damage. His Flames, however, were a different story. The Flames had hit the boys tail setting it ablaze as he grunted in annoyance. That had almost got him. He'd rather end this as quickly as possible. He was about to go on the offensive before Captoru leaped into the air yelling he'd double his trouble. He saw him land in front but he felt a second fient aura. He'd turn his blade blocking the incoming kick before trying to strike back with his other blade through it'd swing badly as the one behind him grasped at his hair pulling at it. That was really annoying. He was gonna pull him off but then he'd leap off himself as they struck a snazzy poise as they locked on him. He began to speak calling him a coward as he keeps his silence looking directly down at the boy. He was not Coward. A Child had no right to call him such a thing. "A Coward is one who refuses to fight. I just don't want to drag this out. However, you're in the way, there will be no mercy from me." His voice changed slightly as if mixing with another source. Whatever was left of Savitair, his demon had made itself know. He wanted to indicate to Captoru that his fusion was not some neat trick. He had seen it before. They were both fusions in a sense. He was unsure of the method that brought Capper and Etoru Together but it was not the Kashvarr method for sure.
What he did know was he was going to have to defeat all the souls that inhibited there body. It would not be easy in any sense with 2 minds thinking of ways to fight and counter his moves. Plato then felt the sharp increase of ki between the two boys. A Grunt escaped his lips as his ghostly form split into two. The Balls of Ectoplasm began to react terribly before 2 figures formed. Of course, there was the Ectoplasmic Plato but the other clone was Plato with crusted in the skin. The form he had before he had become before he became a ghost. His bad habits and the creature he use to be. "Haven't been able to see the sun in a while. Shall I shine your shoes, Lord Plato." The Scaly Clone bowed before Plato in a mocking motion. Plato snapped at him "Just charge your attacks that is an order." They both began to yell as ki surrounded the two halves of Plato gathered there ki to match the output to match what the Captoru's were producing. Whoever made the first move the other would have to counter. It would be a game of pure skill. He didn't intend to lose. "You brought this on yourself. Meet Savitair, my Fusion Partner. My unwilling one."
Plato 1: 250,000
Plato 2/Savitair: 250,000
Multi-Form [UT1]
Through this technique, you can create a copy of yourself dividing your power evenly between yourself and the copy
Both are Useing
Power Charging [SU1]
With control over his energy, Plato is capable of charging up his energy, without having to commit it to a specific attack, until the energy is released. This level can only apply to 33% attacks.
33 Percent This turn and next turn 66 percent.
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Captoru
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Post by Captoru on Dec 18, 2017 5:33:54 GMT
| ROUND ONE |
CAPTORU vs PLATO
CAPTORU 1's PL: 250,000 | CAPTORU 2's PL: 250,000 | GAIN BONUSES: None | | MULTIPLIERS: None |
Captoru couldn't help but to be annoyed at Plato's comment. Capper, one of his halves, had refused to fight for the longest time- and he was anything but a coward with how far he had come. A little faint-hearted, sure, but his spine was stiff as stone. Captoru's own backbone was even stiffer with Capper's aid now, and he could hear both of the duo's little voices cheering him on in the back of his head. "Nuh-uh. Cowards are people who let their weakness and fears and all that dumb stuff get the better of them." One of the Captorus corrected Plato with a waggle of his finger. The other piped up soon after. "And look at you- getting all worked up over little me!" The split gesticulated with a sense of confusion.
And then, Plato did... something weird. It seemed to be a multiform, but an odd one at that. Both Captorus raised their brows, slightly disgusted by the clone's submissive personality, and Plato's callous remark in return. "Hey! That's not very nice- you should at least be good to your multiforms, Mister Plato!" Captoru remarked with a snap. The other eyed Savitar in concern, both rather shocked when Plato mentioned that he too was a fusion- and his partner was unwilling at that- geez, this guy got worse and worse by the second!
"...And here I was, almost looking up to you and all your coolness." One Captoru rang, taking a few steps forwards. "...Capper and Etoru really need to prove themselves. They need this. I need this." He closed his eyes, expression solemn for a moment. There was no need to go into detail though, as someone like Plato could never understand the fusion's ordeal.
One Captoru grasped his wrist with a free hand while the other hung back, continuing to charge in silence. "Wanna see something cool, Plato?" Captoru rang, green ki gathering and flaring now. "Then TAKE THIS-- SERPENT'S BLAST!" He ushered, a stream of ki being fired from his palm. The tip of the blast formed into a head of a viper, fangs born with a set of bony armor across it's form. Without mercy, the serpent hissed and dove down upon Plato's form, ignoring Savitar for now.
TAGS: Captoru -> Plato
OOC NOTES: shing, sparkle sparkle
[UT1] Multiform still in use!
CAPTORU 1
3/3 KP [SU1] Ki Charge in use
66% this post, 99% next post | CAPTORU 2
2/3 KP [SU1] Ki Charge turns into [N1] Serpent's Blast! 165,000 PL directed to Plato 1! |
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Post by Plato on Dec 18, 2017 6:55:08 GMT
He paused as Captoru explained that he believed a coward was someone who let there weakness and fear get the better of them. Perhaps he was right, but he was not here to dabble in philosophy. He was here to save his people. As he Split once again the boy had something to say. When he yelled he Savitar he told him he should be nice to his muti form. "Oh, Little Old Boy being nice to me. You really should have just fought Plato. What left of me, finally getting to be able to move around. I'll make the most of it. Make sure to crush your skull between my fingers." Plato turned, "We're here to win for the wish not to kill." He snapped as the Multiform shrugged, "That what you're here for, We both know that I'm all your darkness. You just don't want to accept it. Though boy I appreciate that you coming to my defense. Poor Plato just does not understand the power a fusion of two being can provide. All the beings we can slaughter. We are both unwilling on both sides. Shall we twist a story for you boy." Plato looked at his multiform, "Shut your mouth." Savitair shrugged, "Maybe I'll tell you if the boy asks and promises to bring me some cookies."
Plato turned as one of the Captoru fired a beam known as the Serpent Blast. Plato looked shocked as he been focused on trying to keep his other multiform in check as the Blast flew at him in the form of a serpent. He pulled in his ki his hand jetting through the serpent glowing it up. His hand phased the attack. Using his Ghost Properties he phased and ripped the beam in two. Of course, that was as far as his attack would go as Ki from the attack flew all around him. Plato felt the dust and ki blow past him he looking straight towards the two Captoru as Savitair grinned, "Going after his Highness, eh. He has always been the softy. Always fearing pain from his day growing up. Locked in that cage with me." Savitair laughed a bit as ki sparked around the clone. "Sadly I'm not. I'm all his unchecked rage. Shall I Show you what he will do to you." He keeps charging looking at the Captoru that was charging up his attack. Plato face twisted into the rage as his other half keep talking. Even if it was a fraction of him it still existed. A Part of him that he'd rather leave in the dust. "I got a question though. So if you're fused with two people can you leave one another or you stuck like glue. Curious thing Kashvarr forced fusion and whatever you're doing. It certainly not what my masters did to me and Plato." The Demon spoke rubbing his chin as he charged his attack.
Clone 1 (Plato):Warp Punch (N1)
Plato using his magic telports right behind his foe before smashing them into the ground with his fist. Charges at 33 percent. Used at 66 percent to block the Serpent Bite by phasing through it breaking it in two.
Clone 2 (Savitair) Ki Charge
Power Charging [SU1]
With control over his energy, Plato is capable of charging up his energy, without having to commit it to a specific attack, until the energy is released. This level can only apply to 33% attacks.
66 Percent This Turn. 99 Percent Next Turn
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Captoru
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Post by Captoru on Dec 18, 2017 11:06:19 GMT
| ROUND ONE |
CAPTORU vs PLATO
CAPTORU 1's PL: 250,000 | CAPTORU 2's PL: 250,000 | GAIN BONUSES: None | | MULTIPLIERS: None |
Already, Capper had began to piece together a strategy against Plato, having began to pick up on his fighting style with the initial bait test of the Serpent Blast. Whereas the Bing he fought last round was a proactive fighter that thew out his strongest attacks right away, Plato was a lot more reactive, nigh copying all of Captoru's moves so far to counter them. If he could somehow bait him into making the first move, then... With that a-ha moment, Captoru smiled with a snap of his fingers, a plan pieced. Cocky and scheming, just as the President of Universe Five believed.
Savitar wasn't as nice as Captoru believed initially either- he was even worse than Plato somehow! Both Captorus groaned in annoyance, detesting the spirit more and more by the second. "Well alrighty then, both of you suck. Better?" The clone still charging in back mused with a roll of his eyes. Savitar questioned the stability of the boy's fusion, causing both clones to glare judgementally. "...If I tell you then you'll probably use it against me and all in this fight." Captoru's false smile was coupled with another eyeroll.
"Hey, Captoru?"
"Yeah, Captoru?"
One of the multiformes ushered the other close, promptly whispering a plan into his double's ear. "Uh-huh, I see, I see, sounds fair..." The listening split blinked his narrowed eyes, before some realization clicked and his expression lit up. "Ohohoho you genius you! That's perfect!" Both fusions threw their hands in the air. "I KNOW, RIGHT?!?!"
"High five me!" And with that, a pumped-up high-five was had, and both of the ever so excitable Captorus turned their attention back to Plato and Savitar. Phase one of their plan had only just begun. But would the Konatsian spirit truly play right into their tiny little hands?
TAGS: Captoru -> Plato
OOC NOTES: i'm-a-chargin-my-attack
[UT1] Multiform still in use!
CAPTORU 1
3/3 KP [SU1] Ki Charge in use
99% this post, 132% next post | CAPTORU 2
3/3 KP No actions taken.
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Post by Plato on Dec 18, 2017 17:21:46 GMT
"You mean we. Were one in the same you know." Savitir smiled, "He can think i'm something else but we all know he and i are the same." Plato didn't speak he just looked at the boys. He didn't really tell anything about this fusion and how it worked and he didn't expect as much. Why would they tell him. He was right they could use it against them. Were they forced together like he was with his beast before he vanquished it. Of course then that came back to the question, "If i destroyed you before why do you exist." Plato spoke under his breath looking at the two clones then back at his own clone. He didn't want to dwell on the possibility. That this was him. It was not some abstract creature that he had destroyed but just a figment of himself. a more true part of him or maybe the false part. He didn't know but it made him angered when he thought on it. He didn't want to be a figment he wanted to be a Konstian. "So i assume your fusion not a permanent substance. When your damaged it will disappear or maybe when you choose to break apart. I have no such luxury. I have to admit, it makes me jealous. The possible of breaking away without turning myself into a phantom. To be mortal, that would be something i'd want. To feel like me own being not tied to someone else. As powerful as one can become with another all there Sucecesses must be tied back to there partner, and all there failures." The clone rubbed his hands, "Then you'd be weaker and you could not save them. Not like you can in the first place. Always being beaten because you just want to cling to your humanity. That what made you weak." The clone clicked his teeth.
*Meanwhile*
In the Stands Demetrius and Marx sat watching the fight take place. The Two men were in horror. There king divided as two people they expected just two Plato's not this. "He is just one soul at this point there cannot some other being inside him. If that was the case why he is one ghost. Should there not be two." Demetrius looked at Marx as the masked mage rubbed his chin trying to figure what was going on. "Maybe he failed. Maybe he destroyed most of the being but some was left." The Mage put his hands behind his head looking into the sky, "Or maybe that is the real him." Demetrius snapped back, "That is not our king! He may of not been the most stable man but he had one goal to protect the people of Kontats. He'd never have the wish to destroy it." The Knight stood to his feet in the crowd yelling out, "Go Get him. The boy is stalling." He'd yell out as Marx stood there a hand on his face pondering what was truly going on with his king.
*Back to the Fight*
Plato heard his friends voice in the crowd as the two Captoru whispered back to one another. They seemed to have a plan. He raised his hand as the blades in his hands were imbued with lighting. They formed into massive razors meant to shock his foe though if need be cut them. He'd rather force the boy to back down. He'd then use his telekinesis throwing one of his blades right at the Captoru that attacked him earlier. He'd need to keep him on his toes so he didn't charge up again. If they keep a battle of charging attacks over and over again then nothing would occur. It'd simply be a stalemate. He needed to press the range he had and he needed to do it quickly before they did something he didn't expect. The King sword would fly toward the boy. If it missed he'd flip the blade towards Captoru one. The boy was charging an attack so it'd be good if he attacked him as well. The Lighting would bounce off the blade flying at Captoru one to shock him and hopefully stop his charge. At the very least it'd maybe give him some opening and Savitir once as well.
Plato using Telekinesis to throw his lighting enchanted blade at Captoru two before useing the lighting to also attack Captoru one.
Savitair is still charging.
Power Charging [SU1]
With control over his energy, Plato is capable of charging up his energy, without having to commit it to a specific attack, until the energy is released. This level can only apply to 33% attacks.
This turn 99 percent next turn 133 percent or something like that.
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Post by Captoru on Dec 18, 2017 18:54:32 GMT
| ROUND ONE |
CAPTORU vs PLATO
CAPTORU 1's PL: 250,000 | CAPTORU 2's PL: 250,000
CAPTORU's PL: 500,000 | GAIN BONUSES: None | | MULTIPLIERS: None |
A groan echoed from both of the fusion boys as Plato and Savitar ranted on and on with so much edginess and things that frankly, he couldn't understand or care all that much for, briefly touching upon his hypothesis that Captoru was indeed a temorary fusion... Which was true, but both fusions waved it away dismissively as a red herring. "Okay, enough talk and speeches. More fighting!" The first Captoru beckoned, ki crackling in his palms.
Plato was on the move first this time, aiming to attack the charging Captoru- phase one of the plan had begun. Both of the clones nodded to each other as the blades approached, eyes narrowed. The charging clone readied into a stance. Ray gun still in hand, he'd raise it high, conducting his ki charge into the weapon and firing a powerful blast of energy at the blades to attempt to either knock them out of the arena or flat-out disintegrate the weapons with his energy. The energy still would plow on towards Plato while Captoru himself narrowly avoided a lightning strike and once again grazing his hair, but there was one more factor the boys had to account for...
"SURPRISE!" The other clone leaped up in front of Savitar, arms high as a colossal snakelike Skull Blaster formed above him, trying to catch his foe off guard to distract him from his charging attack, or get him to waste it. Throwing his arms forward, a massive blast of energy was unleashed towards the multiform, only to... just disappear moments after. A bluff!
With the first part of their master plan unleashed as Plato played into their hands, the two leapt back, merging back into one now that their energy levels were about even. "Ha! See where being all edgy and dumb gets you guys?" His two-tone voice was laced with a mocking sense of confidence... But, deep down, Captoru knew it was foolish to underestimate this foe.
TAGS: Captoru -> Plato
OOC NOTES: ITS A TRAP
[UT1] Multiform still in for start of post...
CAPTORU 1
2/3 KP [SU1] Ki Charge turns into...
[N1] Ray Gunner!
Fired at 132% - 330,000 PL directed to Plato 1! | CAPTORU 2
2/3 KP [SU1] Bluff used on Savitar for 250,000 PL!
(80% of 99% charge) 198,000 VS 250,000 Stun
Stun wins! Savitar's charge is lost! |
!!! [UT1] Multiform canceled at end of post. Captoru is one again! !!!
End stats are below
CAPTORU (NO MULTIFORM)
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No actions taken
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Post by Plato on Dec 18, 2017 23:16:22 GMT
His blade twisted in the air as it was hit by the raygun being blown apart as metal shards landed all on the ground around the boys. Plato moved his head out of the way as the ray burned some of his hair. Seemed that was a little payback for the setting on fire of his tail. Plato narrowed his eyes at the boys. Seemed something was afoot. Then he saw the massive beam from the boy flying at him while the other Captoru had been trying to do something to Savitair Beam. Plato got ready to dodge but in his mind, he sent his commands to his clone to try something. Savitar looked up at the Captoru clone as a massive snake-like creature that formed in front of him. He raised an eyebrow as a massive blast of energy went out as he went to fire but the beam disappeared his beam flying above Captoru exploding. "Dammit." He'd turn looking as a beam flew at Plato. He'd move his hands, "God's Wrath." A Whitebeam launched from his hand slamming into the side of the Ray Gun attack. It slowed it down slightly as Plato disappeared with the afterimage before landing next to Savitir as they pulled themselves back together. As they refused he heard the voice of Captoru as he seemed to be mocking him. Plato ghastly form planted its feet looking at the boy as he seemed to think this was a good idea. "Oh, you have not seen edgy. If you think this is what you kids call edgy then see this." Flames began to cover his body as the whole arena would begin to shake as sweat began to go down his face as the air began to become hot with the scent of magma. "Transform." Steam and Flames gushed off towards Captoru though they would be easy to dodge as the smoke covered a large portion of the area though they could see the shadow of something that even outstripped an ozzaru. "The Kashvarr made me a monster locking me away for over a decade from the age of 8 still my 21 first when I escaped. You dare act as if this is a game. I have everything to lose by being defeated. All the people I failed I won't lose to you." The voice was different of course but that form was the craziest part.  He had taken a massive form molten rock and flame burning off his body. He seemed to be covered in massive metal armor as his eyes sparked of pure flame. His head was set ablaze. He'd looked down at Captoru raising his foot above before he attempted to bring it down and slam it right on Captoru with massive force. Flames would gush from the impact zone it if hit an area sendings flames all over the place while his body smoked. If this had been normal metal he probably would have melted the arena but it was not. Whatever this substance was, Plato would want to get some at some point. It was strong, he assumed however because their power was limited that resulted in it being designed to be unbreakable at that level. Perhaps at full strength things would be different. For now, though he looked around, where would that boy go. Savitar's charge was dropped N1: God's Wrath: The User Points three of their fingers at the target before launching a death beam-like attack. USed agiasnt the 330,000 powerlevel Raygun to reduce it by 83,333 damage to 246,777. Plato used Afterimage [SU1] Through a sudden burst of speed, you leave behind a image of yourself to distract your opponent this image can preform a basic set of chosen movements when created to make the distraction more believable, this technique allows you to completely dodge techniques beneath 100% of your PL. This technique uses 2 KP in KP Battles and cannot be charged. Mutiform ends They Refuse and Transform into molten monster mode heh Kp:2/3 |
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Captoru
Newcomer
PL: 500,000
Zeni: N/A
Tag: @clodhopper
OOC Name: Sketch / Etoru
Posts: 32
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Post by Captoru on Dec 19, 2017 0:02:35 GMT
| ROUND ONE |
CAPTORU vs PLATOCAPTORU 1/2/3/4's PL: 125,000 | GAIN BONUSES: None | | MULTIPLIERS: None |
Captoru groaned as Plato countered his attack. Well, at least he got the two of them to waste some energy. He raised his brow when Plato threatened to up the Edgeometer rating, causing the boy to sigh. "Dude, the less edge, the better. I just wanted someone I could get along with and have a nice, friendly fight with that we could both walk out with and be happy, but noooooooooooo..." He whined with a sigh. The fusion rubbed the bridge of his nose, narrowed eyes glaring right into his foe's soul. What he saw in Plato wasn't pretty either. "If you weren't being such a butthead to me, I'd probably let you win! Whatever you want to wish for is important to you or whatever, but I can't trust it'll be good for everyone else with your attitude!"
With a flash, Plato would shift into a massive... lava person Captoru could have sworn he beat as a boss in a video game before. "...That's it?" He blinked, sighing. "Y'know, something like a giant dragon or-- or even a HUGE snake would be so much cooler, right?" He tilted his head, looking up at his fellow "fusion."
Alas, the silent treatment returned once more. Before Plato could stomp on the bug that was Captoru, the boy would flash out of the way, and out of sight... No matter how much the man looked around, there would be no sign of Captoru. "Up here." A voice rang from atop the goliath ghost's shoulder. "Nice view up here, right--?" Another voice called, only to be interrupted by another. "Hey, dudes! I can see our house from here!"
"Ooooooooh, really? Where?" The Captorus atop Plato's massive form conversed. There were not one, not two, but four of the pesky little saiyans in total now. Should Plato finally notice the foursome, one would point up to the giant's face. "GASP! OUR POSITION IS COMPROMISED! SCATTER!"
And with that, they'd all take off in separate directions. Well, except one, who remained on the fire beast's rocky shoulder. "So, uh... Hi. Before you hit me, I, uhhh..." The fusion twiddled his thumbs while the other three were yelling for him to come over in the background. "...If you, uh, do us Captorus a favor and treat us as actual equals in this battle, then... Well, it would be an awful nice change of pace for once, and I think you and I would both be able to, well, enjoy this a little more." The boy hovered into the air, should Plato have somehow not hit him out of the sky like the fly he was. "Just because this thing's all serious and stuff, doesn't mean you can't kick back and have fun, right? Your life's gonna be all dumb if you never learn to let go!"
"...Well, bye!" The boy finally chimed, dashing off to the other side of the Katchin planet with his fellow clones. They briefly whispered, catching the behind split up to speed with the new plan. They all nodded again, letting one of the four take off to the other side of the planet to engage their foe. For now, the other three simply sat and regained their energy. "...So the weather's nice, right?" One of the three staying behind chimed. "Sure is."
"HEY YOU FLAMING CLOD! OVER HERE!" A Captoru waved from behind Plato, sticking his tongue out. "YOU WANNA GO? I WANNA GO! COME AT ME LIKE A MAN-GHOST-PERSON AND STOP COPYING MY EVERY MOVE even though they are genius moves, GOT IT!?!" He beckoned, shaking a fist and beginning to slip into a stance in preparation.
TAGS: Captoru -> Plato
OOC NOTES: *annoyed fusion sound*
[SU3] Quad Multiform active!
Captoru 1
3/3 KP No actions taken. +1 KP! | Captoru 2
3/3 KP
No actions taken.
+1 KP! | Captoru 3
3/3 KP
No actions taken.
+1 KP! | Captoru 4
3/3 KP
No actions taken.
+1 KP!
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Post by Plato on Dec 19, 2017 0:43:03 GMT
Plato looked at Captoru as he spoke saying he'd of let him win. He faces creased in anger, "I don't want your handout. I don't need the charity. If I just get a hand out then what have I truly done. Have I saved anyone or have I let someone else do the work for me. I've lost every battle of importance to me. I've run against powers beyond what I could handle. I put my tail between my legs and asked for help. I don't live in a universe where I can rely on someone else. When it is your fault for something bad happening you have to be the one to fix it not someone else." He'd step down as it seemed the boy had moved. He'd turn his head to see four of the boys sitting on his shoulder. He'd look at them. Three of them scattered when he saw them but one stood on his shoulder trying to talk to him. He was going to swat him but he decided to listen to what you have to say. He wanted him to treat them as equals in this battle. He wanted him and himself to enjoy this battle. The concept of loving a battle for what it was foreign to fight. Violence was not a game. He only fought for sparring or when he needed too. He then spoke how he should not as serious and have some fun. He'd let the boy fly towards the ground not making a noise for a couple moments as the boys talked as if he thinks about it. Though he already knew his answer.
"Fun, happiness, opening your heart for a moment to the world around it. Feeling those around you, feeling as if you are just like them. Emotions like those, actions like those left my body a long time ago. When you live a life of pain and you open your mind up once and feel that warmth. It felt good those days. Days where I didn't ask whether I'd be hunted by those who turned me into such a beast where I watched my people happy. Then watch as the universe has it own twisted way of punishing them. Sending the saiyans to our doorstep. I ran away. Left them to there faith. Let the machines take over. Watched as I retook the world they blow to bits. Realizing that if I stayed maybe...maybe nothing would have changed but known that the only bastion of any happiness you ever had to left out of fear. I don't deserve happiness, I don't want it. It only brought me pain what I want is my people happy. If your so content on letting me win then leave this ring. I didn't come here to have fun. I came here to end it. To rest after my greatest wrong had been made right. To make you an equal would be accepting a chance of defeat. Whether it exists or not I don't have the luxury of losing." Plato stopped his little speech as the three rested while another got into a stance behind him as he got into a stance. He moves his hand, "Become, Storms." The Weather began to shift around them lighting crashing down. His voice shifted back after his speech as he spoke, "The Weather is at my fingertips, prepare to feel its wrath."
He knew that the others had some plan so why not attack them all at once. With them so weakened by being split in 4 it would be easier to take them down. Lighting began to crash down which he aimed at the three kids to keep them separate. While that was going on His leg moved back attempting to kick the Captoru behind him and deal some serious damage. With them at only a 1/4th of his power, one of his kick was a serious threat but he also knew it'd be hard to track all of them at once. If they came up with a good plan he could be in trouble. It didn't matter though he had defeat any attempt the boy launched. He had to.
Control: Wealth (Ut)
Plato can manipulate the weather of an area though he cannot change it. for example it if is very sunny out he can make it more or less sunny but he cannot make it start raining
Bend: Weather (Ut)
Plato can Bend the weather in an area to his will using his magic causing it to be sunny or causing a powerful storm. He can use this to cause damage or give him a tactical advantage.
Kp:3/3
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Captoru
Newcomer
PL: 500,000
Zeni: N/A
Tag: @clodhopper
OOC Name: Sketch / Etoru
Posts: 32
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Post by Captoru on Dec 20, 2017 0:00:09 GMT
| ROUND ONE |
CAPTORU vs PLATOCAPTORU 1/2's PL: 250,000 | GAIN BONUSES: None | | MULTIPLIERS: None |
The three waiting Captorus, while their other clone began to get bored with the monologue in response to his request, groaned as Plato refused to give them any breath, any little thing at all. Not even kindness now. "Well, guess we should stop playing around too then, huh?" One of the three chimed, earning a nod from the other two. With a flash, three became one, dwindling down the number of Captorus to two.
"Wow, rude. Can't say I didn't try now, though." Came Captoru's blunt response to Plato's speech, with his hands on his hips coupled with a deadpan glare. "Looks like I have no reason to mess around anymore, you jerk!" He called as lightning struck the other side of the arena. With a golden flash, the other of the two Captorus to darted forwards as an Ascended Super Saiyan now, orbiting the planet and attempt to deliver a sharp kick Plato's back from behind. Should his attack land, Captoru would bounce back around the planet to touch down by his clone.
"Can you believe this idiot?!" One chimed in a harsh whisper to the other so Plato couldn't hear. "Yeah! He's such a complete and utter cloddy mess, right? And I thought he was cool for awhile..." Captoru crossed his arms with a pout. The crowd still cheered vigorously in the background- seemed like their match was pretty good so far, at least. But Captoru had no intentions of losing. "And about that help thing when you mess up-- yeah, that's baloney. All of it." Captoru didn't bother elaborating. There was no way this dense bag of bricks could understand.
The two cloned fusions held their ground, energy flaring around them as even more attacks were prepared.
"No more mister nice Captoru, Plato."
TAGS: Captoru -> Plato
OOC NOTES: *even more annoyed fusion sounds*
[SU1] Dual Multiform active!
Captoru 1
3/3 KP [SU2] Ki Gather turns into [UP2] Serpent Stinger!
330,000 PL (132% PL) fired at Plato! | Captoru 2
3/3 KP
[SU3] Ki Collection in use.
200% this post -> 300% next post |
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Post by Plato on Dec 20, 2017 0:52:34 GMT
Seemed he turned back into 2 which was smarter then 4. He could split but last time it didn't work out in his favor. So instead he'd stay in one piece. He had a techquine anyway that could handle two foes at once. The Lighting he aimed at them they easily dodged as one began to try to get behind him. It was a foolish move really. Did they think he was that slow? He'd flip into the air above the Captoru trying to kick him with his massive leg. While this form did slow him down normally its size was quite a trick. Most would expect him to be quite heavy and cumbersome but he was a ghost. His body was truly made of Ectoplasm so despite the facade it really not impossible to move around. Against a foe of equal strength, it may have been an issue but his foe had cut his strength in two. He'd crash down flames gushing off his form as stone slowly cracked on his body. One of them spoke saying something about one of the things he said earlier. "You really don't understand, do you. A boy would not when you fail or make a mistake, you must take responsibility for it and fix it. Making someone else fix it means you truly have not. Regardless I don't expert a pampered boy to understand. When you live a life on the front end of the coin you can't understand, can you? The arrogance of us mortal men, to believe we can expect others to understand the pain of others. You can only attempt to understand another when first suffering true pain." Plato's hands twisted as ki began to surge off his body. He was powering up and powering up fast. Then something clicked in his head. If his foe was so intent on charging he could force him to make a mistake, "So I assume you're disappointed I defeated Xylo. I know the Boy Etoru fought him yes? I assume it must of the same in your universe. Was it the Weak link of him or the other part of you. The Boy Capper. Lose Lingered in his eyes like a hollowed out heart. Perhaps he lost something much the same you did. Perhaps you know what he lost huh." He said his eyes locked on the boy's face to try and get a response he desired.
Power Charging [SU3]
With control over his energy, Plato is capable of charging up his energy, without having to commit it to a specific attack, until the energy is released. This level can only apply to 100% attacks.
(Lets dance)
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