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Post by Zucceta on Jan 4, 2018 9:25:03 GMT
Ornee scratched the back of his feathered head. The time patroller who had started to announce the matches had gone missing. It was now the varga's job to do it, but he knew barely any of these fighters."Uh... In the Minor League we have Jormungandr and Tomoka battling in the quarter finals!"
ROUND THREE 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 Tomoka on Jan 4, 2018 17:57:25 GMT
“Two more…” he repeated to himself, clenching his fists as he stood on the opposite end of the ring. His previous fight had gone well… he could barely remember it, but he came out without so much as a scratch. He had begun to realize something: that for all the aliens did to make their power equal, it seemed like the true champions of this tournament would be the ones who were the most experienced, and that often meant the most powerful, and when he looked at himself, that was what he saw. The most powerful man in this tournament would advance to the finals, and show that from across the multiverse, he stood amongst the three greatest warriors to exist… Of course, that meant that two more obstacles stood in his way from getting to the finals. The first would be the one who stood across from him, and the second was whoever else won, whoever else had managed to come this far. He would squash both, and than, standing in the finals, he would finally give his all. After All, power translated to experience. Experience translated to victory. He had died. He had died, been struck down, smashed to pieces in the vacuum of space. This tournament would see to it that he was finally given the justice he deserved, by giving him a wish of power from Porunga himself. A wish that would push him into the realm of gods… Finally, his eyes would open once again, and he’d look his opponent up and down. A demon, or an alien clearly, though he had NEVER seen a purple skinned woman. No… purple SCALED woman. Was it even a woman?! These were questions he would put aside, but he would speak, nonetheless. “Y'know, when I saw myself only steps away from taking that wish, never once did I think that I’d be fighting a snake woman. I only wish I could just plop a mongoose in here and have that finish the job for me… then again, would the mongoose advance to the semifinals, or would I still…?” he said, ending his insult by stroking a stubble of hair that had started forming on his chin. As he stopped, he would begin as he always did. Raising his fists and sliding a leg slightly backwards, he would stand, almost locked. He’d than summon forth his aura once more, crimson flames enveloping him as he did so. Clenching his gloved fists even harder, he would wait for his opponent to attack. He wouldn’t lose. He couldn’t lose. Not when he was this powerful, not when he fighting for everything… On the sidelines, Yadaran would sit, his robes draped over him. “Soon…” he muttered, observing what would be the first true test of mettle for the boy. Whether he won or not… he was leaving hell, for good. Jormungandr
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Post by Jormungandr on Jan 6, 2018 16:22:35 GMT
| Quarter Finals - Jormungandr VS Tomoka |GAIN BONUSES: NONE | | PL MULTIPLIERS: NONE |
Jormungandr stretched, staring at her opponent through half-closed eyes. She was rather surprised she'd made it this far, having only entered the tournament because it seemed like everyone else was doing it, and it might be fun. She frowned as, like her last opponent, this one immediately displayed a rather annoying arrogance. "...Such childish insults..." she muttered, though she made sure to say it loud enough for Tomoka to hear. "Don't waste your breath on stupidity, saiyan." Tomoka seemed unwilling to strike first, a completely understandable decision on his part, but one that robbed Jormungandr of her preferred tactic. She circled him, squinting. Where to strike first? Her eyes fell on his tale, and a mischievous light within them. Leaping forward, she attempted to seize the saiyan's tail and fling him to the side, charging a sphere of ki in her other hand. The ball of energy seemed to bubble, faces pushing out of it every second or so.
[MP3 charging. effective PL 100,000]
TAGS: Tomoka OOC NOTES: I didn't even notice the round had started ;alskjfd
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Post by Tomoka on Jan 6, 2018 18:21:02 GMT
He would observe the woman, beginning to circle him, back and forth. Their distance was slowly being closed, and while deep down, it made him uneasy, he knew that there was nothing to worry about. He would still win… that was what would happen here today. Than, all of a sudden, she would rush forward, running at him with almost shocking speed. He would swirl around, seeing where she was headed. He would pull his tail back, before thrashing at her, attempting to tear across her face. “You have GOT to be kidding me! At least I only wasted BREATHE on stupid taunts, you’re wasting time on stupid ATTACKS! Attacks that won’t even work!” he would shout at her, throwing himself back. Skidding across the arena floor, he would come close to the edge, stopping himself just in time. “I insulted you with words, but you insult me by assuming that I, a seasoned, experienced warrior, wouldn’t eliminate the GREATEST WEAKNESS MY SPECIES HAS! Had you actually grabbed my tail, it wouldn’t have even mattered…” he growled, giving her a dirty look, though he observed the woman, head to tail. Finally, he spotted what he was looking for in her hand, almost hidden away from his view. His lips would curl into a smile, and he’d begin chuckling, before he fell silent, and outstretched his hand. “I hope you know how to dodge.” He would say, before clenching a fist, and pointing his index finger forward. His thumb would rise up, and it would look like he was using a pretend gun, and a small, red point of ki would form in front of it. As he brought his thumb back down, he would mutter, “Pew pew…” All at once, the blast would explode forward, his hand being thrown back as it always was. It would rush towards the woman at speeds that couldn’t even be witnessed by the untrained eye. Almost all of his power was poured into that attack, and if it connected with his enemy, she’d be substantially weakened. If there was anything left of her ki blast, there’d be no way it would do any damage, and there’d be no way he couldn’t dodge. However, if he missed, and the enemy’s blast did fire… he’d managed to dodge blasts far more terrible than what anything this woman could produce. His victory was practically guaranteed. Yadaran would feel his cracked, old lips pull apart and spread into a smile. Everything would go as they had planned, and as he had foreseen...
Tomoka fired a [U2] attack, Pew Pew! an improved upon version of a previous attack, Tomoka points his fingers forward in the shape of a gun, before firing an even larger beam of red energy at his opponent at incredibly fast speeds. Effective charge is 66,666 PL! This leaves 1/3 KP left to be used as Tomoka pleases next turn! The attempt of this attack is to weaken Jormungandr, and to possibly stop her from charging her attack. Jormungandr
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Post by Jormungandr on Jan 7, 2018 18:17:44 GMT
| Quarter Finals - Jormungandr VS Tomoka |GAIN BONUSES: NONE | | PL MULTIPLIERS: NONE |
The demoness quickly retreated as her attempt to grab him by the tail failed. Despite this, Jormungandr was smiling. At least the fight wouldn't be easy. "That attack wasn't even meant to work!" she laughed. When he fired his own attack at her, she responded by throwing up her hand. A beam of ki, with tormented faces visible along its length, overwhelmed the saiyan's blast, screaming towards him unimpeded. "It was meant to distract you long enough for me to do something like this!"
[MP3 fired. effective PL 200,000, reduced to 134,000 by Tomoka's attack.]
TAGS: Tomoka OOC NOTES: sorry for the short post.
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Post by Tomoka on Jan 9, 2018 17:35:22 GMT
The blast's power would surprise him. His own blast had dampered it, but it wasn't enough. It was coming straight for him, and there was absolutely no way he could dodge it. Without thinking, he charged another blast in his hand, putting as much power into it as he possibly could. Screaming out, he would thrust his palm forward, his own ki pushing against the screeching ball of tormented souls. He would scream, his arm being burned as it was engulfed by the blast, before both would explode in his hand, throwing him backwards.
He would fall to the ground, looking forward. His arm was burned to a crisp, charred flesh on charred flesh. Gritting his teeth, he'd silently scream, finding himself barely able to move from the pain. His armor had also been blown away, and his chest wasn't in good condition either. Tears would well up in his eyes, but he'd shirk them away, looking at his opponent with malice.
"Witch..." he snarled, trying to pull himself up. The pain was still great, but his rage had overtaken it, as he stood on shaky legs. Screaming, his ki would erupt around him, as he prepared. If he took another attack like that, it would be over, but it wasn't yet. Not until he couldn't fight anymore, and that only happened if he wanted it to.
Red Death [N1] Used to block the attack! 101K damage dealt to Tomoka! Incredibly close to a KO! KP: 0/3 Jormungandr
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Post by Tomoka on Jan 11, 2018 18:55:24 GMT
Hooooooooo boy. An hour and a half. I dunno what to do, I think it should be a DQ. Someone halp.
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Post by Tomoka on Jan 11, 2018 23:02:55 GMT
I summon thee, b0ss. What shall be done? Bing Gan
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Post by Bing Gan on Jan 14, 2018 0:09:41 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 Semi Finals!
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Post by Tomoka on Jan 14, 2018 0:18:32 GMT
…it already is the quarter finals.
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