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Post by Deleted on Apr 16, 2015 6:10:14 GMT
[Heavy Weights ON]
As Hitora walked through the halls of what could only be called the headquarters of the Red Eclipse a louder than normal banging could be heard from him as well as a bit of struggle in his voice as he walked through the halls. The group had recently met its first goal of purchasing enough items and such for the group. One that was bought in bulk were the Heavy Weights, one set of which Hitora now wore.
All of his clothing was retrofitted to contain the weights, they heavily reduced his power which had a great effect on several other things such as his strength and speed and his defensive capabilities. On top of all of that the young Saiyan was told that he was to start working with Komoto, the pink bastard who brought him into all of this by thoroughly defeating him not once but twice. Twice had this foolish lover of Flan defeated him in combat.
Hitora had no desire to see the bastard again, but he decided that the fool would be a good sparring partner, at least until he grew strong enough to kill him and the rest of the faction if need be. Hitora then pushed a button and entered one of the combat rooms of the group, it was a nice room that was mostly white with strange yellow lines all along the floor, walls and ceiling.
Hitora pushed a button and the door shut, he then began to do his stretches, waiting for the pink bastard to come into the room as well so they could start their spar or their training or whatever the fool thought was necessary to increase Hitora’s power, his strength and his durability.
((OOC: Komoto, I had to decide on the fly if we should train using our weights or the gravity, I chose weights because I had already written this and didn't wanna wait for you to decide what we were gonna do, sorry))
TAG: @komoto
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Post by Deleted on Apr 16, 2015 14:01:40 GMT
(Heavy weights on)
Komoto checked out the new heavy weights he was wearing. Komoto made sure that they looked exactly like his favorite suit he loved wearing so much, with the only difference being the weight of the clothes. The clothes were so heavy, it made just pulling out and aiming one of his twin pistols very difficult unless he used two hands. But Komoto couldn't do that, he doesn't have twin pistols just so he could only use one of them.
Komoto was lucky though. Hitora was suppose to be Komoto's new partner, and Hitora wanted to spar with him quite badly. After all, practice makes perfect, especially someone like Hitora who hates losing in even a sparring match. Komoto entered the training ground that Hitora was waiting for him in. As Komoto walked in, he checked his pistols for a split second, decideing on whether or not too use them, then put them away.
"Hitora, let's avoid using ki in this fight. We wouldn't want to bust up the base shortly after we got it fixed would we?", Komoto said as he started to flex his body of no bones or muscles, then proceeded to enter a battle stance.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 16, 2015 22:13:57 GMT
“Sure, no Ki blasts will be used.” That was all that would be said by the Saiyan for the time being before he suddenly charged. Disappearing from site, the young Saiyan would suddenly be in front of the pink bastard, elbow cocked back before suddenly launching a devastating blow to the man’s face.
After the elbow would come his leg, or rather foot, striking at the gummy-man’s legs. Without ki attacks the two of them should be able to fight on a more even playing field and Hitora was going to take advantage of that, every blow would be as strong as he could make it. If the leg kick worked and knocked Komoto off balance Hitora would throw a flurry of punches, each quite strong, towards random points on the alien’s body.
Hitora was only trying to strike his opponent hard, give him a nice hard “welcome to hell” message that he would hopefully understand loud and clear.
Power Level: 828.25
Techniques used: ---Rapid Movement
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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2015 5:52:16 GMT
(Pl: 2687.74) " Sure, no ki blasts will be used", Hitora said as he charged with an elbow strike to komoto's face. Komoto's new heavy weights made it too difficult to try to dodge, so Komoto merely snapped his fingers so the ship's on board computer would play the music Komoto had preset.
Komoto edged back slightly from the force of the blow, and then Hitora tried stepping on Komoto's knees, but it bemded the wrong way for merely a second and bounced Hitora's foot off. " Were you trying to cripple me Hitora? While I praise you for the ruthlessness, that's stupid of you. Have you not f*cking realized yet That I'm not born with the same weaknesses as everyone else. I have no blood, no bones, and no organs, which is why its so hard for you to knock me down. Your punches are as strong as mine, maybe stronger, but my body is nothing but bendable muscle. I can take a hit better than you... And I'm faster. Here, let me show you", Komoto said as his body became covered in a purple ki aura, as he rushed Hitora as fast as he could for a punch aimed downward at Hitora's face, attempting to knock Hitora straight to the floor. If Hitora was knocked on the floor, Komoto would attempt to kick him as hard as he would into the wall, and repeatedly punch him into the wall.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2015 14:54:56 GMT
The sudden speech about the body Komoto had followed by the punch caught Hitora off guard. Hitora would be sent flying a bit by kick that came after it, but it wouldn’t be long before he regained control of himself. Placing a hand down on the ground as he flew he pushed himself upwards, and flew at the pink bastard who was charging at him once more.
“WHO CARES IF IT WON’T WORK! ITS POINTLESS TO WORRY ABOUT THAT SHIT IN COMBAT! INSTEAD I’LL JUST PUSH FORWARDS AND TRY AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN!” Hitora then threw several punches and kicks at Komoto’s head and upper body, each one powered by his Ki at this point. Hitora didn’t like the idea of losing a third time to the gummy bastard.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 18, 2015 1:51:51 GMT
“WHO CARES IF IT WON’T WORK! ITS POINTLESS TO WORRY ABOUT THAT SHIT IN COMBAT! INSTEAD I’LL JUST PUSH FORWARDS AND TRY AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN!” Hitora screamed as he rushed at Komoto with a series of punches aimed at Komoto's chest and head. Komoto was able to parry and dodge most of Hitira's strikes, but he still took quite a few punches in.
When the last punch landed on Komoto, Komoto attempted to grab his arm and pull him forward for a powerful ki enforced knee aimed at Hitora's center of gravity.
"Who cares! I do. Your full of emotion, and you let your pride blind you. Do you think your new family will be happy if they have to bury one of their beloved family members?", Komoto yelled as he tried grabbing and blocking hitora, his voice full of emotion.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 18, 2015 2:48:15 GMT
Grunting as the Ki enhanced knee caught him, Hitora managed to keep hold of his consciousness, his breath and his lunch. He then grabbed at the face of Komoto and attempted to force him down to the ground. If he was successful at forcing him down face first, he would proceed to stomp on the man’s back where his spine would normally be located if he were a human…or a living being in general.
He would then begin to pummel him relentlessly while keeping his foot and knee on the beings back. Regardless of if that worked or didn’t he would shout back “I HAVE NO FAMILY! THIS IS MERELY A GROUP FOR ME TO MEET MY OWN GOALS! MY FAMILY IS ME, I AM MY FAMILY! I’VE LOOKED OUT FOR MYSELF MY WHOLE LIFE! I CONQUERED A PLANET BY MYSELF! I AM NO MERE BOY, NO MERE SAIYAN!”
After saying that Hitora would grab the man by his arm, if he had been successful originally in pulling the pink man to the ground, spinning him three times before letting go and watching the pink bastard fly into a wall entirely at random. “AND WHO CARES IF I FIGHT WITH MY EMOTIONS! IT MAKES MY ATTACKS STRONGER! MORE FIERCE! AND IF I WERE TRULY BLINDED THIS SHIP WOULD HAVE BEEN RUBBLE BY NOW!”
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Post by Deleted on Apr 18, 2015 5:53:47 GMT
“I HAVE NO FAMILY! THIS IS MERELY A GROUP FOR ME TO MEET MY OWN GOALS! MY FAMILY IS ME, I AM MY FAMILY! I’VE LOOKED OUT FOR MYSELF MY WHOLE LIFE! I CONQUERED A PLANET BY MYSELF! I AM NO MERE BOY, NO MERE SAIYAN!”, Hitora yelled as he threw Komoto onto the floor and tried stepping on his back.
No matter how many times Komoto repeated himself, Hitora didn't listen. Komoto raised all four of his limbs in the air as Hitora stepped on his back, looking as if it was from the shock for a split second, however, hitora only felt the same,e sensation as one would get when stepping on gum as Komoto's leg's attempted to clamp on to the Saiyan's tail and pull, while Komoto's hands were reaching out to Hitora's crotch in a hope to grab them hard and pulling. If he managed to grab both, he would yank them in opposite directions.
"And you know what, I accomplished the same, bullshit by age 19! That only got me thrown in a stasis meteor that stole from me one million years of my life, BOY! And that happened because I had no family to help me, look after me, or protect me", Komoto said as he was being steeped on and then going for Hitora's sensitive areas.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 19, 2015 5:52:46 GMT
Hitora wasn’t as stupid as the pink man would think him, he saw the hands reaching for his tail and his crotch. He already knew from experience that his tail was perhaps his most vulnerable and weakest part of his body and that somehow this pink monstrosity also knew it as such. Wasting no time Hitora wrapped his tail around his waist, to make it harder to grab on to, and then he kicked the arms and legs away from him in one swift movement utilizing a sweeping kick to the best of his abilities. At the same time he pivoted so that his crotch was no longer as easily accessible to the pink bastard’s hands.
Hitora then jumped back and realized that he was actually at a disadvantage as long as he held the strange being there, whatever this thing was he could manipulate himself in ways that Hitora had never seen before. It was strange, this being claimed to be well over a million years old but Hitora had no way of knowing if these words were bravado or truth, and to be honest the Saiyan warrior really did not care to know which they were. He then brought his arms close to his body, dropping down so his knee were slightly bent and his aura became visible.
Black, blacker than a night on this planet without a moon in the sky, Hitora’s aura surged around him. He was trying to think, think of a way to deal with this being, all the while charging his Ki back up. The Black Fire that engulfed Hitora, he liked to call it his fiery wall because usually that would scare off his opponents back on Kirito but he could tell that now he would have no such luck doing such a thing. He had much to learn still, about this world and about those that inhabit it.
“You never told me, back when I asked in Kouda’s Lab, what are you? I want the honest truth you strange creature. All I know about you so far is that you’re pink and you have a strange fascination with Flan….” By now Hitora’s hair and clothing were moving around, swaying with the ebb and flow of his Ki, his eyes and eyebrows furrowed in anger, a fierce sight when combined with his black Ki. It was no wonder he was able to enslave a planet all his own if he looked like this even when fighting a man capable of a similar feat…
Techniques Used: -----Rapid Movement
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Post by Deleted on Apr 19, 2015 19:31:29 GMT
“You never told me, back when I asked in Kouda’s Lab, what are you? I want the honest truth you strange creature. All I know about you so far is that you’re pink and you have a strange fascination with Flan….” Hitora said as his body was being enveloped by what looked like black ki.
Komoto snickered at Hitora's ki, knowing its a tactic a dog does to scare off puppies, but Komoto was no mere puppy. Komoto's body instantly became enveloped by his own purple ki, and it looked slightly larger than Hitora's purple ki.
"Then let me reintroduce myself. I'm Komoto D Nightmare, I'm one million and twenty one years old, and I'm what you call a Majin, but please, call me the Flan God", Komoto said with a funny tone.then he ran straight at Hitora with a series of wild punches followed by a knee to Hitora's crotch.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 19, 2015 21:35:04 GMT
So his species was a Majin, strange but he didn’t have much time to worry about that as he was soon being charged at the “God of Flan” himself, Hitora wasn’t to allow himself to be frightened off by such a pathetic excuse for a species nor of a Ki aura that was purple. He instead laughed loudly, he was a Saiyan Warrior and he would win this fight instead, he would triumph over the pink monstrosity and make it beg for mercy before his glorious and most luminous self.
Hitora then he disappeared from sight, a charge of his own. Hitora met each blow of the Pink monsters with a blow from his own fist. For each punch that Komoto had thrown an equal would meet his fist, if the being before him were any other species Hitora was sure there would be pain involved, but instead it was just a mere meeting of the fists. There was an old saying many years ago that he’d heard from some foolish old man on Kirito “When two fighters meet in combat, their true feelings would be exchanged when their fists collided...” Hitora never really fancied such a statement, nor did he give it much credence in being true.
However, if Komoto had the ability to read his fists emotions, the emotions of the Saiyan that was fighting he would get a books worth with each punch. The sadness that drove him, the desire to never be alone again. It was a heavy toll on his heart that kept him moving but he also knew that he couldn’t truly trust those around him, that it would only be a matter of time before he was betrayed once again. Then out of nowhere, a knee to the crotch, Hitora didn’t see the kick coming quite fast enough to dodge it completely.
He however was able to see it coming and change its target, instead of taking the knee to his groin he was able to instead take it on his shin, and was blown back a good few meters, enough to stop the engagement of the two men. Hitora looked at Komoto, breathe coming to him a bit raggedly by now, but his aura shaper than ever, it was clear that he had no intention of giving up yet. Hitora’s desire to defeat Komoto was as clear and understandable as the sadness and rage that drove him to continue fighting.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 19, 2015 22:09:36 GMT
"Tell me something.,, do you know why we picked you to join Red Eclipse? Do you know why we chose someone that even our cat that has a higher power level than you to be one of our brothers?" Komoto said as he rested his hands behind his back, seeing into Hitora's eyes, full of anger, sadness, and betrayal.
"Its because everyone in Red Eclipse has lost something, have people that ruined them, have great ambition to do great things, and most of all, were alone. If you think you can easily take us over after we decided to take you in and accept you as one of us... Well... You know where the door is, don't you?" Komoto said with no emotion in his tone, secretly testing Hitora.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 19, 2015 22:47:35 GMT
The pompous asshole, he thought he could preach to Hitora that was something that pissed off the young Saiyan greatly. Suddenly disappearing from sight, Hitora would reappear suddenly beside the pink man, elbow raised and flying towards his pink head that wore that stupid mask on his face. No one talks down to or preaches to Hitora, he was too prideful for such a stupid thing to occur. Most on Kirito feared him, and looked away from his eyes whereas this…..this bastard had the gall to look directly into Hitora’s eyes as if he were his equal or worse his better.
Hitora needed to teach him a lesson, and that lesson at least today was that no one is his equal, for he is the man destined to rule over the universe. As the elbow strike moved through the air towards the pink man’s face, no even before that when he was still moving himself, the young Saiyan was charging his Elbow with the Ki he had charged up before, he would deposit it straight into the man’s head, see how that affected his pompous attitude towards Hitora.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 20, 2015 2:39:23 GMT
The elbow strike landed on Komoto's head, splitting the mask in two, and Komoto's head exploding. In the brief seconds before Hitora struck him, Komoto put away his ki, lowering his defense as low as he could, which was why the results were so gruesome. The headless body of Komoto fell to the floor.... Completely still.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 20, 2015 2:54:26 GMT
Hitora looked at the now headless body, breathing coming slightly raggedly, he saw this pink man regrow entire limbs so he was almost sure that the pink man was still alive. He could almost tell that the man was still alive, and he wasn’t really interested in the games of faking deaths or whatever. “Get up you pink bastard, I know you are still alive and that you would never die so easily to something like this, so get up and fight.” Hitora then walked over to the body and grabbed the collar of the pink man’s shirt. Hitora then lifted the body up, wondering if he did kill him, but then thought that it was impossible, the pink man wouldn’t die so easily.
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