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Post by Plato on Dec 23, 2017 6:15:50 GMT
The Boy's seemed to have some power left. Plato took in raspy breaths as sharp rubble began to rise around the boy. Plato growled, "I'm not done yet. As Long as I breathe I'll fight for what I want. For them." Plato rose to his feet as his aura exploded around him before a thick white exoskeleton formed around him. His Monster scales activated the sharp rocks stabbing into the thing he grunting though he took no damage. He negated all of it however that was all it could take. The White armor crumbled around him turning to dust as he took in more deep breaths. He could not afford to take any more damage. He was already in a weakened state. If an attack like that hit he'd probably be finished. He looked over as a bright light engulfed his view. The Boys had split into two. One into The bloody and unconscious Etoru. The other was the boy Capper. He didn't understand why their fusion just ended though he came up with a thought. His Last attacked the spirit perhaps that had split the fusion? Or maybe it was just the damage but while the boy had taken a lot he doubted it was enough to really split them. Other factors had to be at work. The Boy huddled over his unconscious friend. He'd pick up his friend. Plato began to walk out of the smoke slowly towards the two boys. He'd look down at them, "You can't win anymore. Please surrender." Perhaps he was saying this more because he was unsure if he could keep fighting. Though also he didn't want to hurt his foe anymore. with the more powerful half ko'ed then fighting the boy, it would not be a contest. What was he going to do though if he keeps fighting? He'd have to take them down quickly. He needed to save up some energy so he could end this quickly. There was a way for this to not go very violent and for him to still win. He took in more raspy breaths trying to regain his strength. He was going to need every little drop to win this fight.
Kp:0/3 [N1] Monster Hide (Ki Barrier Flavored)
Turning himself into the beast himself Plato can absorb a massive amount of damage. It charges at 33 percent a turn and if the hide is broken any bleed-through damage is halved (IE: If a Ki Barrier had 2,000 PL, and was broken by a 3,000 PL attack, the bleed-through damage would be 500 PL instead of 1,000). *To Block the Telekinesis*
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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 23, 2017 19:07:09 GMT
| ROUND ONE | CAPTORU vs PLATOCAPTORU's PL: 500,000 CAPPER'S PL: 100,000 | ETORU'S PL: 300,000
GAIN BONUSES: None | | MULTIPLIERS: None |
Despite his incessant shaking, Capper glared right back at Plato, whom demanded the duo to surrender. "So long as you're tunnel visioned on your dumb obligations and this as the one and only, I will not." He hissed back. "Sure, you might beat us." Capper admitted with a defeated sigh. "...But how do you expect to pummel through those without mercy- those without resent with this attitude?" The boy had a point, perhaps. Could Plato defeat Empress Zucceta, Realigner Red, Commander Habana, or even Shemha with his current determined defeatist mindset? Capper found it unlikely.
Etoru stirred on Capper's back, one eye opening. "Ghhkk... C-Capper...!" He fell off his partner's back, causing Capper's attention to drift again. "Oh geez dude-- y-you okay?" Capper crouched down- He knew the defeated, fearful, and nigh helpless look in the child's eyes. "...We're gonna do this." The pureblood insisted, extending his hand. "We're both weak- and yeah, it sucks. But I've got you."
"And you have me, right? Better to be stuck with someone than stuck alone in a world as insufferable as this, right..? We aren't losing to this guy whose probably gonna lose next round or whatever either way."
"..Together?" "T-together."
With winning smiles and a quick fist bump, the two boys turned their gaze to Plato. New stiffness held their legs firm and unfaltering- but how long could sheer determination keep the duo going. Capper exchanged glances with Etoru before eyeing Plato once more. The latter looked down upon his weakened foe while he tried to regain energy. "...Capper, do you think we should..?" The younger of the two spoke. Capper took a moment, but picked up on what his friend was alluding to with a tenative nod.
"You really do care about your people and stuff, mister Plato." Etoru spoke, taking a few steps forward. "...Didn't you just tell us not to surrender awhile ago also?" The boy tilted his head, rubbing the back of it with his one arm, wincing as another trickle of pain coursed through his body. "But, uh... If we win, or if you, erm, let us win... If we win this whole thing..."
"...I think it would be best to let you have that wish from the dragon instead of us..? I-I guess?"
"I-I don't even know what I'd wish for, so..." Etoru twiddled with his five remaining fingers, glancing to the side. There was no nice way for this other part to be worded. "A-Also, like Capper said... Can you really make it all the way there when you can barely beat us? No offense." Capper cleared his throat, limping beside his best buddy. "But we're not going to be swatted away and go back to being helpless children that need protection by losing in the second round. I just... want some respect for once, really. I don't want to be treated like I'm helpless." He smiled wide through the pain of his missing limb. "That's why I won't lose. I need to show everyone- show myself that there's strength in our weakness. That's what Captoru is, really, right? Weak strength. I don't know-- this probably isn't making much sense... But I want us to both get our way with this, and... Agh, this is stupid."
TAGS: Captoru -> Plato OOC NOTES: ALMOST THERE AAAAAAAAAAAAA also hey its a dealio
CAPPER 100,000 PL | 1/3 KP | ETORU
300,000 PL | 1/3 KP | No actions taken. +1 KP! | No actions taken. +1 KP! |
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Post by Plato on Dec 23, 2017 19:50:30 GMT
Plato looked the boy, Capper as he asked if he could even defeat everyone else if he could not defeat Captoru. He didn't speak a word as Etoru began to wake up as Capper gave him a speech to pep him up. For them to work together and not lose to him. To fight with there strength and stop him. To defeat him together. Plato closed his eyes. It was where the strength of so many of the people came from. It was if he stumbled upon something that had been under his feet. He wanted to close off the pain. He wanted to get rid of anything he could remember. Any Joy he made himself forget. He didn't want to remember anything because it caused him pain. He pushed everyone away but that only made it worse. What he needed in his pain he needed others. In their pain, they came together. They came to fight together and not run. Plato smiled, "So that is it huh. What made you all so strong. You didn't run alone in the pain. You didn't suffer alone, you didn't try to forget. You took the hand of another." Plato looked at them as the boy Etoru walked up. He reminded him that he told him not to surrender earlier yet he was telling them now. He also repeated what Capper had said earlier. Could he really defeat the others if he could barely defeat Captoru? He then said if he won, however, he'd give the wish to Plato to make. Despite this, they would be determined not to lose. They wanted respect they didn't want to run away like helpless children. He could not lose because he wanted to show they were strong. He seemed to be unsure how to explain it at the end but he just raised his hand to pause them.
"Your Both not weak. Strength is not based on how much they could lift or how much they can destroy. I thought that once, I thought power alone would mean I could do what I want. That I could save who I wanted, that I could avenge what I wanted. Strength like that only dilutes what true strength is. I realize now it does not come from that it comes from the heart. It comes from the soul. To Press against odds even if you are being beaten back. Even if you think you have no chance. I was weak now I am strong but not as strong as you two. True Strength is not a number or a force you can feel. You're as strong as you strive to be. You can overcome any odd you put your mind too. You can stand tall in any situation. That is why I believe if I can beat you I can win. Because I believe that you two are the strongest here. You don't fight for power and pretend to care about others. True strength, yes...opening your heart and trying to help everyone you can." Plato ghostly form took a Physical one as he grunted in pain. He wanted to feel it, how could he push on if there was not something in the way. How could he say all this if he didn't push through the same pain they did.
"If I can defeat someone as powerful as you two then I can defeat anyone in the multiverse. I just need to strive and push with courage. Knowing way out there are people who still believe in me. People that despite my shortcoming as a person can see the good in me. You've earned my respect. Though I am not a dragon that can make wishes, I can grant this one. If I surrender then it won't prove your strengths. That why we must fight. If I lose or win it does not matter. I've come to accept it. That still has some chance in this world because there are people like you. Even between all the bad, there is good. Therefore to prove your not helpless I'll come at you both with all I have left!" Plato kicked off the ground despite the pain. Blood dripped from his wound as he closed his eyes. He could see darkness all around him. It was like he was back in the cages. Trying to break away but he could see a flicker of light now. A light that he thought burned away. He uses to be afraid of the dark but not anymore. Because what he failed to realize in the past was there was a light in the darkness. A light that he could always follow through the good or bad. Thorugh the pain and failures, there was always a better day. He thought he didn't deserve anything but he did. He had a life he could live. He always just wandered in the darkness because he was afraid of what was in the light. He didn't want to hurt again but there were others that wanted to see him in the light that would help him with that pain.
"Hey Hey...don't be forgetting me." He could see the figment of himself a darker part of him. It had always been there maybe as a defense mechanism. Maybe so he could forget. "No....i don't need you anymore. I don't need this anymore. I always wanted to stay in the dark but there is somewhere I can find happiness." He looked at the Figment, "No you'll always be lost in the dark. You think the words of some kid can change that. Your gonna see you'll see. You'll walk into the light and lose it all." Plato walked over in his head placing a hand on the chest of the figment. "Its time I start to remember and move on. I've been in pain and I've suffered, but its time to accept it all and step into the light." Light began to shine around the figment as he disappeared. Plato opened his eyes disappearing as he got close to Capper and Etoru. Plato would appear between the two boy's pulling his left fist back to attack Capper by punching him in the gut before using his right leg to kick Etoru away. He didn't hold back a thing. Because, if they wanted to prove their strength if he held back a thing it would not prove anything.
Kp:1/3
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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 23, 2017 21:03:09 GMT
| ROUND ONE | CAPTORU vs PLATOCAPPER'S PL: 100,000 | ETORU'S PL: 300,000
GAIN BONUSES: None | | MULTIPLIERS: None |
The two young saiyans held close, both controlling their breathing to some extent now. Capper put a hand on his friend's shoulder, clenching his palm around his stump-arm to give it some amount of pressure to slow the flood of blood pouring out. Etoru grimaced for a second, growing paler by the second. Capper closed his eyes, looking down at his own skin around his missing limb. Sure, the Vargas could heal them up later, but... This would not be a walk in the park now. Just a little more, he told himself. A little more.
Finally, Capper, Etoru, and Captoru's pleas had struck a chord in Plato, and now it was his turn to give a quick pep talk. Strength came from the heart, he finally realized- from the soul. Capper couldn't help but to smile, a few tears of relief and pain from his amputated limb trickling down his cheeks. Finally, someone got it. Someone understood.
Surrendering wouldn't prove anything to either Plato or Captoru- that much was true as well. "...Heh." Capper put a hand to his chest, tearing up a little... Helping people this much was what heroes did, right? They gave people hope, they gave life and respite. Seeing Plato evolve past himself and accept himself for who he was, which was still a dream for someone like Capper, was... really inspiring. Capper liked the guy. He wished he didn't have to beat him up a little more now-- maybe they could go out for some snacks after this, beat up that Jester guy, and have good times. Yeah, that sounded good.
"Aw, thanks." Etoru was the first to speak, followed by a nod from Capper. "FINALLY someone gets i!" He threw his single arm into the air, briefly "ow"-ing in pain when his stub jolted with another surge of strain. "But don't expect this last stretch to be easy, clod! Super Saiyan Squad Synergy Attacks, go!" Capper called, pointing a finger forwards while Plato opened his eyes after an internal struggle of the sort, appearing right between the two saiyans. Capper crouched down under the punch, though the top of his head was singed. He lifted his arms- Etoru leapt forwards moments after, vaulting over Capper's head to avoid Plato's kick, as well as aiming to hammer Plato right on the top of his head with a sledgehammer punch. Capper hit the decks soon after, slowly squiggling away from Plato as he began to prepare a weak attack to keep him on his toes. Every ounce counted now.
TAGS: Captoru -> Plato OOC NOTES: WOOPWOOPWOOPWOOP
CAPPER 100,000 PL | 1/3 KP | ETORU
300,000 PL | 2/3 KP | [SU1] Ki Charge in use. 33% charge this post, 66% next post | No actions taken. +1 KP! |
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Post by Plato on Dec 24, 2017 17:53:26 GMT
Seems they were really coming to the ending stages of this fight. Plato drew in his strength as he charged in. Capper avoided it then used his body to launch Etoru up above before crawling under him. They must of be practiced fighting together, must have been one of the secrets to there fusions. A supreme trust in each other in any situation even if the difference in power was concreated. Plato looked at him to see Etoru going for a hammer blow. He'd raise his both his arms blocking the blow through his arms sank back a little from the strength of the blow. He'd try to grab Etoru arm throwing him into the air pulling his arms back. Balls of Energy formed in his hands as he looked up at Etoru. He'd begin to fire them off at rapid speed up at the boy trying to blast him further and further into the air with these attacks while he regained the majority of his ki. He would need every little slice of it
(Old post i deleted on accident so just want to keep this going so yah sorry for size of this one)
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 25, 2017 1:47:13 GMT
| ROUND ONE | CAPTORU vs PLATOCAPPER'S PL: 100,000 | ETORU'S PL: 300,000
GAIN BONUSES: None | | MULTIPLIERS: None |
"Not t-today!" A voice chimed soon after Etoru was hurled into the air. Before Plato's weakened ki blasts could hit, a brilliant flash of ki shone as Capper's catlike Skull Blaster formed, it's eyes narrowing as the ki blasts collided with it's form. The skull hissed, mouth wide and crackling with ki. Capper smiled from below, sucking in another pained breath from his teeth before gripping his stump-arm, tears welling up once more. Still, he shook his head, pushing on. He had worse.
Capper stood his ground behind Plato whereas Etoru nodded when Capper sent a quick hand-signal his way. Hovering in the air now, Etoru began to gather his own ki for an attack, with both Capper and Etoru's eyes locked onto Plato. "You know if you keep stockpiling that energy for now while we charge, you're gonna lose, right?" Etoru spoke with a pained smile in the air, blood still drizzling from his wound. It was time to see if the bait was taken.
TAGS: Captoru -> Plato OOC NOTES: short post but w/e. time to make it or break it
CAPPER 100,000 PL | 1/3 KP | ETORU
300,000 PL | 2/3 KP | [SU1] Ki Charge still in use. 66% charge this post, 99% next post | [SU2] Ki Charge in use! 66% charge this post, 132% next post. |
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Post by Plato on Dec 25, 2017 20:31:47 GMT
The Ki blasts were blocked by a massive skull that Capper had used to block the attack. He was impressed by such a creature. But there was little time to stall. They were gathering energy faster and faster and he'd need to be ready to counter them. The boy noted if he keeps stocking energy then he'd lose. He'd smirk a little looking at the two of them. "Perhaps your right or perhaps your not." He'd flex his fists as ki began to spark off his fingertips a smirk on his face. He felt a sense of calm despite them being in the thick of a great battle. The pain was bad sure but only the strongest among them would be able to stand as the winner. There was no second place there was victory or defeat. He didn't intend to lose. He began to gather all his ki together getting ready for a powerful attack. He would have to wait to see what the boys had planned. They were crafty devils they may already be had something planned to take care of him. "Till the very end right. However stands tall wins right." He'd smirk at the two boys as the ki exploded around him as he was charging up an attack to beat the both of them.
Kp:2/3 Power Charging [SU2] 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 66% attacks.
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Post by Plato on Dec 29, 2017 5:51:34 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 10:05:22 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... Plato!"
Plato advances to the Quarter Finals!
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