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Post by Gleciar Avierno on Apr 30, 2015 1:48:20 GMT
Gleciar may have looked just a bit nervous on the outside, but inside he was in full on panic mode. Now another powerful person had arrived, but it was unnerving how much of a diference there was... She was over a thousand times stronger than him. Not only that she was talking to the droid like an equal, his strengh was obvious, but was he really that strong?
What to do now? Run away? No, that would make him suspicious and get him killed. Attack? Just as bad. Well, either way there was no point in hidding his ki any longer, so he showed his usual power of 8,477. He was thinking of charging his Magna Cutter behind his back, but that would be dumb, they would notice quickly.
He sighed and started walking towards the others a bit stiffly. Then he heard Komoto's words interrupt everything. "Oh, shut up you ass! I still want payback for that, it took me a week to wash it off!" He looked back at the others and he got all stiff again. "But... we can leave that for another time..." He looked around him nervously, then sighed and sitting down on a chunk of the tank. "I shouldnt have tried to play hero and just kept flying." He whispered for himself.
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Post by Kaula on Apr 30, 2015 1:51:44 GMT
Kaula simply rolled her eyes at Komoto when he spoke. She didn't care, she was going to keep chewing on this walkie talkie. What was the term? Finder's keeper's? She'd never give up this thing! She'd probably sell it. It was genuine Blue Banner Army stuff, anyway. AND it was involved in some battle. Some chump somewhere would shell out some major moola for this, right? That was when she heard ANOTHER voice. Geeze. How much people were going to fucking come here. What was next. A whole town? She stared at the new person. Really just.. Stared. She wasn't sure why, but this pretty woman seemed familiar to her. She couldn't place her finger on it, though. Maybe it was someone she had flirted with before? Wait.. No.. Kaula would remember flirting with someone so beautiful. Wait. She was focusing on her now..? She was walking towards her? If she had to say she didn't kill these people, then does that mean that she's bad? Or.. Is prone to doing bad things? The Saiyan narrowed her eyes under her tinted lenses.
However her readiness seemed to turn to shock when she had heard talk about her other self. Kaula, normally being a bit.. Stupid when it came to these things, got it almost immediately. Her jaw dropped slightly as she gasped. Wait.. There was no way. That couldn't be true! That's impossible!! However she had continued on.. About how she thought the girl would have died. Damn bitch even went as far as asking her name. Really? She wanted to know her name. Kaula, fed up with this, spun around and dropped the walkie talkie to go in favor of some fists. She didn't say anything yet, just let the woman talk to Vipoi.. However at the talk of catgirls.. And after she waved the whole.. Rolled up magazine that Kaula was most likely in.. Kaula blinked, a bit worried. Great.. It probably wasn't the best that 'Yami' saw that. Still, Kaula just.. Couldn't do nothing while this woman was here! She had to get revenge for what she did to Reikiko! "I'll tell you who I am, bitch. I'm the person who's going to kick your ass for what you did to Reikiko!" she shouted as she reared her head back before trying to headbutt the woman.
Not even a second past before Kaula had infinite regret for this action. She stayed there, just standing with her own head against Reikiko's head and that stupid (In her head) carapace. or whatever it was, crown for a few moments. She probably didn't even move the woman. If anything, she felt like the woman had put a brick wall, reinforced with all kinds of stupid metals and being all around unbreakably hard, between them for a quick instant. That was when Kaula screamed out, reaching up to grip at her forehead as she stumbled back. Her consciousness was starting to fade. But there was no way that was going to happen. She dropped to her knees before the Bio-android, fighting back tears as she just continued to grip her head. It was like someone went in her head, and just went crazy with a fucking hammer. It hurt so much. Kaula let out a low scream as she leaned over some, "AUGH! It FUCKING hurts!" she muttered, eventually making her head come in contact with the ground as she sorta laid there. Kinda what she gets for punching someone who was over four times her power level. Still, as she semi-laid there, she tried to glance up towards Yami. "I'm.. Still.. Going to fucking.. Kick your ass.. For what you did to Reikiko.. You.. Bitch." she growled out, struggling a little bit when she tried to speak. She slowly stood back up, grumbling loudly as she continued to hold her head, a little bit of blood starting to trinkle down her face from her forehead. Oh god. It fucking hurt AND she was bleeding. Just great.. It was like someone had punched her in the head a hundred times. And then decided to kick it a few times. Then decided it would be a good time to play some Polka music. She still seemed a bit dizzy after literally attacking a creature that was easily more then like.. Fifty times her power level.. With her head, no less. She was either really brave or really stupid. Probably both. "She.. Probably.. Fucking did it anyway, don't dirtamatize her now. I'll still kick her ass." she said as she looked away from Yami, taking her hands from her forehead for a moment to point at Komoto. "And everyone fucking knows the butler did it." She nearly shouted before looking right back at Yami No Reikiko, stumbling closer to her. "And I still stand by my words. So fuck you after what you did to Reikiko." Wow. So the consensus is stupid. Right?
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Post by Zucceta on Apr 30, 2015 15:34:41 GMT
Big Blu sat in low orbit off the planet Earth just as the alarm call rattled off. Saiyan alpha. Designation: East sector, specifically two miles due east of the famed Bamboo Forest. The operator aboard the ship quickly relays the message to Blue Four.
The unit's humans were training in one of the facilities gravity chambers, one of the extensive ones set up for the greater amount of people. 'Blue Four' consisted of around twenty 'humans', including the two tank operators, and then a handful of RAPTORs who would be deployed separately from their location on Earth. And, then, there was Sergeant Blackwell; he was something else entirely.
Each of the soldiers were in pairs, sparring, floating in the ten-times gravity the chamber gave them access to. Sweat trickled down their faces, bodies; they wore light, loose vests, and training shorts. In the center of the room sat Blackwell, all alone, floating a meter in the air, eyes closed, with a body relaxed, untensed, despite the sheer weight of gravity that was oppressing the other humans in the room, wearing jungle-camo khakis and a tight-fitting white vest.
Once again, he was something else entirely.
The red light in the room suddenly cuts out, the great enhanced weight lifted from the bodies of all the souls in the room. A couple of them sigh, warily, thinking that the training schedule had been messed up again. The intercom buzzes to life. "Reports of an unidentified energy signature closing in on Scout Four. Possibly saiyan. Possibly hostile. East sector, Bamboo Forest. Blue Four to act as responders, over?"
The room is full of murmurs, worried, excited glances between friends and rivals. The sergeant slowly unfurls from his position, eyes opening with a slowness and surety, his pupils a gunmetal grey. His lips curl into a defiant grin. "We'll respond, operator."
"Copy. Over and out."
He twists around to his unit. Some were smiling; others were wide eyed and breathless, but all were taut with the soldier's discipline that had carried them this far. Blackwell's eyes peruse each and every face in the crowd, before he begins to talk. "This is what we've been training for, people! We can show those KAOS bastards the true power of humanity!"
A unified "HOO-RAH!"
Nineteen glowing blue auras descended from the heavens like the wrath of God, pale white streaks cutting through the sky, human-sized jetstreams. Each tilt up and whistle along the face of the sea, spray frothing in their wake long after they have blasted their way past the churning water.
A couple of the younger soldiers whoop, but the rest follow sternly, silently. This would truly test the mettle of the latest experiment in the Blue Banner registry.
They reach the tank's last recorded location in minutes. The RAPTORs were already on the scene; elongated, cylindrical feet stomping about in the location where the tank ought to have been. Sergeant Blackwell touches down first, and walks towards the designated 'leader' of the RAPTORs, glancing around the area.
"Hey, boss. We have located signs and traces of the scouting vehicle, but we have no idea where it, uh, actually is." The RAPTOR moves to scratch his head, but can't quite manage it given the location of his impediments. The operator silently curses inside his machine. The voice that came out was scrambled and modulated, but definitely human.
The sergeant frowns, before glancing to the right. There was a slight clearing, high in the trees; a bunch of leaves and branches seemed to have been forcibly ripped from the surrounding flora. He nods at the RAPTOR, before rising in the air and pushing himself above the level of the plants. He squints his eyes in the distance, and growls. "I think I know where the tank is, ladies and gents."
Four miles in the distance, black plumes of smoke trickle into the sky.
The warrior stifles a chuckle as she witnesses another warrior literally stumble from a tree he was hidden in. What finesse, what skill!
Another one arrives, one that Zucceta recognised, although her chi definitely felt... a lot more like Zucceta's own than she had expected. It screamed of violence and deep-seated resentment to... what, exactly? She purses her lips and raises an eyebrow. This one was always of interest to Lady Death.
She was surprised that Virtual Poi might even be considering that one of these creatures had disassembled this unit. Maybe together they might have had a chance, but Sergeant Blackwell had been a league above the rest of them, making them literal peons in comparison. Still, he might only be saying it to make her pop her head out from the forest. Well, its working, she muses with a smile.
She shifts her view to weird fella who had arrived to the scene first. He seemed, once more, to be making a fool of himself. Still, she didn't want him to be taking credit for her grand work, after all...
She sighs. She couldn't just sit here and let that happen.
She breathes outwards deeply, a great white kiai erupting around her as her visible ki rapidly escalates to the weighted suppression limit. The trees surrounding the massacre would shake and rustle with the sudden energy output, not necessarily from its intensity but from the surge of it all. It would feel like violence, malice, and to those with apt sensory ability, perhaps a little sadness deeply mixed, like a potent cocktail of angst.
Zucceta wasn't stupid, but what she was, was proud.
She walks out into the opening, clapping her hands together. "Bravo to the second responders. You were only ten minutes too late to save these soldiers." She chuckles, malicious eyes hidden beneath her Blutz Bans. "I'm particularly impressed with Blackwell, Virtual Boy. You elevated these humans from cattle to men. I almost felt bad killing them." She offers up a burp.
She glances at Reikiko. "Did you do something to your hair?" she purrs coyly, raising an eyebrow above the rim of her shades and pouting her lips slightly.
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Post by Reikiko on Apr 30, 2015 18:11:29 GMT
A playful smile lingered on her lips as Vipoi seemingly asked her about who she suspected might had been the possible killer out of the possible suspects that had lingered around the crime scene. Honestly, while it was often said a murderer returned to their crime scene, it would have been a foolish or overconfident murderer to reveal themselves in a open manner like the suspects that were around. Keeping in mind the facts surrounding the way the victims died she was rather quick to provide her deductions. She shifted for a moment, a dismissive wave being made at the Arcosian while she started speaking, her tone peppy and cheerful as usual.
"It isn't the Arcosian. If you compare the feeling of his power you would realize you'd need a significantly stronger person to be able to take down a squad like Blue Four. Of course one could argue that they could have abandoned their suppression form. Nevertheless, I don't think it's that simple to revert back in such a short time, not to mention they would likely be bruised at the very least."
She briefly turned her gaze at the Majin before shaking her head firmly in return. It wasn't him either. Blue Four's tank would have been able to put on a fight against the Majin judging from the raw strength of their presence, and the veterans might had been able to deal with him. Of course that leaves the Saiyajin...
However, after a moment she suddenly heard Kaula declare something boldly, and with a swing of her head tried to land a headbutt at her. Of course the bio-android took little effort in dodging the attack, for a moment causing their eyes to meet when finally she watched the poor girl stumble backwards. Hey! It was her own fault for trying to slam her head against a solid crown, it was a bit stupid to do that... Still she sighed softly while gesturing at the girl.
"If that was an attempt to kiss me, then she has the most awkward flirting moves I ever seen. Anyway, it's unlikely to be her. She would have needed the power of an Oozaru to challenge Blue Four at her current level."
Still, it seemed this Saiyan was related to little Reikiko, something that amused her a little. Of course she knew that the girl had survived, especially due to the nature of their existence, but she had not expected for the little child to recover enough already to properly interact with others. Still, for a moment she looked down at Kaula, a smile lingering on her lips while she resumed her explanation.
"Nevertheless, you seem to have the wrong assumption of the events that happened between me and my other self. If anything I spared her life and granted her a chance at a life free from all the darkness our existence carries, an act of mercy if one thinks about it."
It was at that point a little idea popped up in her head, and while she crouched down onto the height of Kaula she looked right into those glaring eyes of the Saiyan. There was clear anger in them, and yet while the bio-android briefly closed her eyes it seemed something was going on with her, for a light nod later and she opened them again.
"Now... Let me show you how to properly do what you tried to do earlier..."
Without any warning the bio-android's tail swished forwards, attempting to coil around Kaula's back and push her closer before the bio-android tried to press her lips against those of the Saiyan in a bold kiss, and after a few, likely shock-induced moments she finally moved backwards, her tail swishing back as she stood up and licked her lips.
"I guess they really do taste better than apples. Either way, keep taking care of the little one will you?"
As the loud Kiai blasted from nearby Yami Reikiko grinned, recognizing the presence with remarkable ease. It was Zucceta, the Saiyan who seemingly had a grudge on Vipoi, or the Blue Banner Army. A little chuckle escaped her lips as she walked over, her steps slow and yet with clear confidence as she heard Zucceta speak.
"I used a new shampoo. It's said to be fool-proof, but I think I got scammed, since I seem to be attracting them by the swarm. You like the scent my dear Lady?"
The tone was nonchalant and playful, finally spinning around and stopping closer to the woman she made a light bowing gesture, clearly overly dramatic while she spoke in an overly elegant manner.
"May I present to you Lady Zucceta of the planet Vegeta? Lady Death seems to have brought a little bit of herself to the whole Blue Four. Makes me a bit jealous, I would have liked some quality time with her also. Especially since she seems so fond of that same game as I am. 'Who is the killer, where did they committed the murder and with what weapon'? Fascinatingly enough we already know where the murder was committed, now just the last details to tie the killer's identity and figure out what weapon she used. Well, a woman like her has her whole body be a 'killer' weapon, in more ways than one."
She hummed playfully while she stepped back, leaning against a nearby tree to observe the ongoing spectacle.
"Seems that instead of the butler it was the lady who did it. Truly a classic plot twist. At least the usual secret love affair didn't follow. Else more corpses would have been made."
Now hopefully Vipoi wasn't engaged in a secret love affair, because otherwise this scene might had turned into a bloodbath very soon. Either way, she was quite amused at this conversation, and a part of her wondered how long it would take before things would become exciting. With Zucceta here, and knowing the tension between her and Vipoi it was likely fists would be flying soon.
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Post by Vi-Poi on May 2, 2015 2:07:45 GMT
The Majin was clearly some sort of clown, Vi-Poi decided. He knew that his species had a humorous tilt, and Komoto’s was similar to what he’d encountered with Zexama, with the exception that in Komoto’s ran a dark and acrid streak. The Arcosian seemed to have met the creature prior, and was none-too-fond of him.
Vi-Poi gave an amused smile at Gleciar’s words to Komoto. “You’ve got spirit. You should think of channeling that in productive ways. Blue Banner is always seeking ki sensitives who know their way around combat. Seek me out afterwards, if you've a wish to find a position among our elite.” He told the Arcosian. When Kaula head-butted Reikiko and was subsequently pressed in with a kiss, Vi-Poi stifled a groan, a slightly green tinge of embarrassment flushing his pale face. Did animals have to vigorously exchange fluids as much as possible? The entire range of this so-called love made him squeamish. Before things got too gooey, a large and bright white kiai roared to life in the forest.
The bearer of the crackling aura was none other than the Saiyan Warrioress Zucceta. She was clapping in a slow, sarcastic manner, and a wicked grin was on her face. Vi-Poi’s crosshairs locked down on her energy signature as she winked at him past her moonglasses.
(Lock-On/3D Scan Mode [SU] used.)
“Hello, Zucceta. I see you’ve grown stronger.” Vi-Poi said, noting the large mass she was walking around with and gesturing to the wrecked unit. “Blackwell and Blue Four represented the culmination of thousands of man-hours, and so you should be satisfied with your destructive efforts. I’d thought with our cooperation in the games, the past could have been wiped clean, but now I see that a peaceful reconciliation is unlikely.” He turned his head to Yami no Reikiko. “I hope you do not intend to interfere, Yami. We would tear this world apart, and likely destroy each other in the process.” He warned the remnant of his old friend, an electric blue aura already coalescing around him. The ground beneath him began to tremble almost imperceptibly as his Tuffle reactor unfolded like the pedals of a flower, its superluminous particles flooding his faster-than-light circuitry to their maximum heights. The finger of the cloud overhead began to twist and to swirl as sympathetic spiritual energies were disturbed by the activation of his electron-ki exchangers. A growing peal of energy began to ring in the dense air of the tropical forest.
“Unless you are hiding the heart of a Super Saiyan under that battered armor, I recommend you come to terms with me before I have to correct what you’ve done here with a painful lesson.” He said to Zucceta, glaring up at her sternly as he calmly began to slowly walk towards her. Forks of lightning crackled from his aura, drawn to the pulsing white glow of Zucceta’s kiai as they neared.
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Post by Kaula on May 2, 2015 3:22:47 GMT
Kaula grumbled out a bit, still rubbing at her head. It had hurt so much, still. But at least she could sort of.. Well.. Think. Barely, though. The pain was still piercing into her mind. Right. Don't headbutt people stronger then you who are also wearing weird head wear. Ugh. She thought she was trying to kiss her? Fat chance. She wouldn't kiss her if sh-.. Well.. Yami DID look pretty good looking. Pretty hot, in a naughty way. Wait! She was just called weak! "Puh-lease! I could have easily done this." she said, standing in the middle of the carnage. "And.. Yeah. ... .... I'm not weak." she muttered, crossing her arms.
However when they talked about this Arcosian, focused on him, the Saiyan hybrid would scoff. "I suggest you don't. Join the Blue Banner Army, that is." Kaula would say after Vipoi's suggestion before motioning to the scene around them. "I mean.. These guys were in it. And look what happened to them. And plus I keep hearing they are all evil.. And stuff." she continued. Wow. She didn't seem to like them, "Well, I don't trust them. They're trying to repress Saiyans. Probably have some weird mind-control stuff in those ugly sunglasses." the hybrid continued, grumbling. However, she slowly stopped as Yami seemed to crouch down. She just.. Stared at her. "Wait. Show me wh-" she was cut off when the bio android pulled her closer to press their lips together. Kaula didn't seem to object to said kiss, however. She took it like a champ!
Kaula was left blushing afterwards, "I-.. Y-you.. I-.. I know how to kiss." she'd stutter out as she crossed her arms, not noticing the robot blushing nearby. It was around then when she finally noticed Zucceta come into view. The others seemed to have known her, apparently. She just listened for now, gathering information as everyone spoke. From the looks of things, she was a Saiyan. It was almost good to see another of her kind who wasn't Hikari. ... Or Daiki. That weird guy who was raised by the green people who could somehow fake being a super saiyan. Regardless, after Vipoi's comment about talking about BOTH Yami and him fighting would probably end badly. So, Kaula being the brave and/or stupid Saiyan she was, went to stumble forward, trying to get between the robot and the Saiyan. "Well.. If you are too strong, glasses nerd.. Then how about you step back and let me fight. It's been a while since I've fought another Saiyan.. Or even met one, I guess, that was from Vegeta." Kaula said, cracking her knuckles. "Besides. If I beat her, I could prove I'm strong enough to have done the.. Thing." she said as she glanced around at the bodies again. Her tail flicked to the side before slowly coiling around her waist. Kaula brought a hand up to remove her sunglasses, simply sticking them in her pocket afterwards. She stared Zucceta with her emerald eyes, "That is.. Unless this lady death is too afraid to fight me."
And with those words, Kaula seemed to take up some kind of fighting stance, her right foot scooting a bit forward so that both her feet were barely a bit wider then her shoulder width. Her fists came up to about temple height. Seems she had, in this very day, insulted the Blue Banner Army, headbutted one of the strongest people in the world, called said person a bitch, told Vipoi to back off of a fight, and then challenged the person; NAMED LADY DEATH and was the person Vipoi wanted to fight. Wow. How did she manage to fit those pants on when she had cojones so large.
However, after that, she seemed to stumble out of the area, groaning a little bit as she did. Seems like she was just leaving. Good job, crazy saiyan.
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Post by Gleciar Avierno on May 2, 2015 3:58:07 GMT
Gleciar was surpriced at the androids offer, but he had heard of the BBA and the half saiyan's comment made him make his mind. "Thanks for the offer mister Poi, but im gonna have to say no, i have nothing against you, but i would rather not get mixed up in your politics. Either way i dont wanna change things like you seem to do, but by doing better. So no, im going to keep going through my own path." He said surpricingly eloquently for how nervous he was.
And then... the headbutt happened, it made him cringe he was about to go help the saiyan girl, but he had to stop himself, he couldnt be rash. And then even more shockingly, this Yami person kissed her. He couldnt help to blush furiously and sway his tail around, he may be 146 years old, but in Arcosian time he was still a teenager. This made him even more nervous, but in a totally diferent way.
He thought thing would finally calm down, but what Yami said made him a bit nervous, and then a little power level he had felt when he got there, but totally ignored grew exponentially, getting off the trees and comming down to meet the others. Another saiyan woman, but this one had a bloodlust that could be seen in her eyes and felt in her ki. It was terrifiying, she was nowhere near as strong as the other two, but something about her made him even more scared than the others, while they where calm and it seems they wouldnt lash out at him for nothing, her... HER it was... No, he needed to calm down. But so did the saiyan girl, she was growing increasingly angrier and frustrated. And now she was going to attack her?! No! It was suicide! Her ki may be stronger, but she didnt seem to notice the clothes she was wearing, he had seen those before, weighted clothing, those not only helped the growth of someone's strenght, but also supress their power.
He jumped to his feet and acting quickly moved to the saiyan girl trying to stop her he reached for her arm. "Dont be stupid! What you are trying is suicide!" He knew that this would cost him dearly, but he couldnt stand there doing nothing any longer. He sighed and looked at Zucceta. "But if you must do this... Let me help you in the very least." He said and flared his energy, getting ready to transform into his Brute form.
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Post by Deleted on May 3, 2015 5:07:05 GMT
Komoto couldn't help but feel bored, everyone from this Yami, to the that sexy good looking boy, to the lesbian, and finally to penis face seemed boring to him. It was so bad that Komoto was about to fall asleep, when he sensed an energy, and sadly, to Komoto's dissatisfaction, it was another Saiyan.
To Komoto, Saiyans were predictable jokes that were way too common, and don't usually amount to much, with the only exception he met from the dozens he met being Mayze. However, as Komoto looked closer at this Saiyan, he couldn't help but start to smile, feeling an aura quite similar to his own. Komoto couldn't even help but giggle when the Saiyan also started out with the same demeanor as what Komoto would.
However, that smile that was formed quickly ended, because everyone around Komoto continued to be unoriginal and boring to him, except for the four out of town female called Yami, to the point where Komoto went back to his tree and sat on his makeshift pillow torso. "Common now, while the scene is rather dark, are you all saying that you all have to fight one person at once... (Looks at the supposed lady of death)... And please don't take that as an insult to your strength or anything my lady, just my way of saying... (Lays his head on the tree and relaxes).,. What's the point of all of you fighting one person. It's as necessary as those two there needing bodyguards", Komoto said, ending his sentence with pointing at Yami and the sexy android man.
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Post by Zucceta on May 3, 2015 15:57:00 GMT
The final soldier gurgles and slumps to the ground, a stream of blood dripping from his open maw. The woman moves her hand up to her face, staring at the blood trickling across her wrist and fingers, before quickly slamming it downwards, relinquishing her razor construct in that instant.
She grins at the snarling Blackwell. "I'll give you guys something, sarge. The robots match the low-level soldiers in the saiyan army, and the humans would give them hell. Your administrator did a mighty fine job in training them up."
The sergeant spits into the earth. "Fuck you, monster. It was all them. The humans that you care so little about pulled themselves out of the dirt and became better than they could ever imagine."
She pouts her lips. "And yet they were nothing compared to me."
He roars, and the air around him pulses with raw, potent energy, invisible to the untrained eye. "You ain't seen nothing yet, bitch."
She slides into a casual sparring position, left arm raised, the right tucked into her belly, legs shoulder-width apart and leaning towards the leader of the experimental Blue Four unit. "'mon then, doshi."
Zucceta sniffs the air while looking at Reikiko. "Yes, I can see that, now. Apple shampoo? Prudent choice." She tips the bio-android a wink, before turning her gaze to the rest of the group. She claps her hands at Rei's 'astute criminology', chuckling.
Her eyes settle on Virtual Poi, her gaze lingering beneath her Blutz-Bans. Her top lip twists upwards, settling closer to her nose as a growl begins to rise beneath his talking. "Flattery'll get you nowhere, virtual boy, and I'm no fool. I know when numerics claim me to be outmatched. I know that you're hiding a lot of strength in your tiny, tin body." She pauses, lips settling back into a neutral line, and then tugging at the corners into a malicious smile even as the Android begins to active the ancient Tuffle technology within himself. "How does it feel, knowing that a 'heartless monster' like me has more of a soul then you'll ever claim to have?"
She half-regretted not bringing her scouter, but there was no fun in knowing just quite how outmatched she was by this individual; she had no way of sensing his chi, as she had only recently learned how to sense it in living things, and she was pretty sure robots operated in a different way to most. After all, she had done all of this to get his attention, to bring him here, knowing that she was vastly underpowered for this confrontation.
Why, then, might they surmise she had done so?
There was a simple answer.
Zucceta barely glances in Kaula's direction, having witnessed her make a fool out of herself. She sighs, tipping her shades. "Get in line."
She peels her vision towards Gleciar, making a mental note of his energy. It was small, 'light' even, and yet it felt like just the tip of something much greater. She purses her lips. "As much as I'd love to annihilate you both, I have matters to attend to."
Komoto mentions everyone lining up to fight her, and she chuckles. "I'd happily take you all on, but for now I have business with the mechanical boy who forgot to shut down."
She tilts her head towards her right shoulder, stepping past Kaula and directly in front of the Blue Banner administrator. "There are no super saiyans in this world, Virtual Poi. There are warriors, and there are cattle. There are those who stand up for what they believe, and those who lie down and let the slow waves roll over them."
She flicks her left hand, and her Razor generates to life; instead of a flickering, vibrant scythe as usual, it forms as an extended blade, still crackling manically, but with the edge of a katana. Lady Death does speak no more.
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Post by Vi-Poi on May 8, 2015 17:14:24 GMT
(Was told to go ahead and skip Rei cause she's busy )
Vi-Poi snapped his kiai off and directed his ki inward, invigorating his Poinium circuitry and charging his lean synthetic muscle with an excited energy. It had been a long time since he’d had a good fight, and while this wouldn’t be the ultimate challenge, he was certain Zucceta would still prove a good resource of battle information for his analytics to mull over in the days to come. She wasn’t just some Saiyan trooper, she was an accomplished master of their brutal fighting styles. A wind groaned deeply through the trees as the two fighters neared, rustling up dead leaves that sailed in the space between them.
He used a pulse of forward projecting ki to rupture the earth in front of him, the small amount of his energy producing a cratering rent in the ground, rattling the world. “I appreciate your enthusiasm, but I predict that this lesson will only hold if I’m the one to deliver it.” He said to Kaula and the Arcosian who was powering up, before delivering the Majin clown a dismissive hmph.
When the blade of ki energy burst from Zucceta’s hand, the pale android’s face lit up with a pleased smile. “A ki-generated melee technique? That is interesting. I do not believe I’ve seen its like before.” He said, his bright blue eyes glancing down at the frothing white sword extending from her hand before meeting her gaze. His small body was near enough for her to strike, now. “Thank you for enlightening me as to your philosophy and motivations.” He said slowly, “And yes, you are right. I am heartless, at least from your narrow definition of the word. Nonetheless, we have a similar heritage, you and I. We androids are built on an ancestry of violence. We were, originally, weapons of mass destruction. An android soldier never needs to eat. Never needs to sleep. Never fears death, because they were never truly alive to begin with. Or so the thinking went.” He took a step forward, his eyes sliding back down to the crackling sword. “A weapon is merely a tool, however. And what good is a tool without purpose? For all your power, you lack direction. Here you are, one of the strongest.” He said, emphasizing his words with a clenched fist. “And yet you squander your strength on trifling amusements.” His fist turned into a knife-hand as it swept behind him in gesture to the carnage.
The slow and steady wind suddenly began to howl.
“What good are you?” With that question asked, Vi-Poi flickered with a burst of speed, reappearing behind her to deliver that knife-hand in a sweeping blow which, if it hit, would cause enough of an impact to crack her armor and send her flying through a tree. He wasn’t exerting himself to his maximum, he was measuring his attack in a way that would allow her to feel and truly experience her punishment.
Should she manage to dodge the attack, he would skip backwards upon a heel and then deliver a more forceful fist to her ribcage, with enough force to break bone. Blocking it would likely break her guarding limb.
Still, for all his force, he was alert for a counterattack. Underestimating Zucceta would be foolish. She was brutal and near-suicidal in her hunger for advantage, and in that thinking lay the most dangerous of foes.
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Post by Gleciar Avierno on May 13, 2015 18:54:02 GMT
Gleciar let out a small sigh of relief as he let go of Kaula and powered down, then he went back to the tank so he could sit back down and watch the events unfold, he was nervous, but atleast he was being taken seriously, unlike Komoto who was still being a pain in his butt... And then Zucceta revealed her own energy blade, much more powerfull, well shaped and deadly than his own. Yeah, his attack had potencial for greatness, he just needed to become stronger and be able to control it, but it isnt the right time to think of something like that, he had to focus, if any stray attack came his way he had to dodge or he'd be toast.
Then Vi-Poi moved, it was too fast for him to see, next thing he knew he was behind Zucceta, he could use this chance to run away, but Yami might not let him or maybe Vi-Poi could catch him, he is certainly fast enough to do so in the middle of the fight. He had to do something... He sighed and stood up, pulling Kaula out of the way of their fight, if she stayed that close she would get hurt without even joining. "You dont wanna be near them. And im sure you know that! Be smart, we are both outmatched... Me even more than you..." He gulped and focused again on the fight.
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Post by Deleted on May 13, 2015 19:07:56 GMT
Komoto felt sad, mainly because he was bored from just sitting on a random dead man's torso as he watched a bunch of people speak of drama that Komoto already knew plenty about. At this point Komoto was seeing nothing but drama and while it was true that Komoto wouldn't mind seeing some of the people here spill blood, somehow he felt everyone was going to be OK somehow, making it a boring show.
So Komoto gathered the ki within him, and started flying high into the sky as he attempted to memorize the face of everyone here, before flying off into the night, yawning as he did so. Komoto wondered when the 3 spies with vests on them would get in position as he flew away.
(Thread Exit, Heavy Weight Bonus, Power level please)
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Post by Zucceta on May 18, 2015 19:40:57 GMT
"Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more. It is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing." - Macbeth, Act V, Scene V. The sergeant roars and bursts forwards, the air rippling around his smouldering speed. Zucceta has time to widen her eyes in surprise before a blow blossoms in her stomach. She coughs, before rolling backwards and away from the human's reach. "Hnnn... impressive."
He sneers. "I'm gonna put you down like the mutt y'are, saiya-jin."
She wipes the flecks of spittle from her lips, recovering her breath.. "You shouldn't have taken the time to taunt me."
The soldier growls and charges down the saiyan once again. This time, though, she had a gauge of his speed; his fist meets thin air and illusion, the human sliding through the apparition of Zucceta and breaking the effect. A palm strikes him on his right cheek and his head jitters to the opposite side. However, the human is not taken aback or propelled by the strike; Zucceta frowns, and Blackwell begins to chuckle. "You shouldn't have thought yourself superior to me."
His fist furiously explodes in her gut once again. She stumbles backwards, wincing; a boot collides with her back, Blackwell having zipped around her, and she flops forwards, rolling across the dirt.
She is slower to get to her feet this time.
She pushes her senses forward to the human, but feels nothing from him. He shouldn't be that strong, and not have a chi signature!... but wait...
Virtual Poi hadn't a ki signature either; she had been unable to feel it in the Reikiko games.
Zucceta licks her bottom lip, tasting the iron taint from her blood. "I think I know what they've done to you."
Blackwell grins. "And now you see the difference between us!"
Zucceta merely sighs and bends over, sliding the weighted gauntlets around her ankles over her boots and onto the ground; the ground quakes momentarily from the sudden weight. She tugs a similar set of weights from her wrists, and throws them onto the pile; mud and grass shifts from the mass of the training equipment. Blackwell stares at the saiyan soldier. "What the fu-"
The unrestrained saiyan whirlwind sends a flurry of kicks and punches to the cyborgised human. Her limbs are a skin-coloured blur, each blow landing on their chosen mark; the Android wobbles and stutters from her sudden, unexpected assault.
A small opening in her assault and the sergeant shifts backwards, managing to get away from her assault. The 'skin' on his face was ripped, revealing the steel grey of robotics and metal under his cheek. Similar peeks of grey and silver were exposed in rips on the fabric of his clothes and beneath, her blows executed with such force. "I-impossible, the data never said you were this strong!" His voice was beginning to sound modulating, his 'human' exterior beginning to fade away.
"Numbers lie."
Her foot collides with his jaw, a sudden attack unavoidable by the android; he had only detected the surge of energy which had enabled the after-image movement after he was skidding along the ground.
The android groans, face resting against the dirt, wet mud dripping from his 'hair'. How was this result even possible?
He had been the only individual offered the android transfer, the only individual whose mental willpower had been deemed good enough to survive a complete transfer to robotics. The only aspect of his original, human self left was the brain, which had in of itself been augmented with Blue Banner technology, to allow for easier manipulation of the artificial energy of his android core; as well as a built in ki sensor to replicate the natural 'sense' ability many martial artist warriors learned. Estimates had his power at well above the 'twenty-thousand' mark, well above what Zucceta was thought to be capable of.
But then, Virtual Poi had never seen the woman without her weighted equipment.
The android slowly pushes himself from the dirt, his face extending upwards.
His eyes widen.
Lady Death was standing, her hand extended; a red ball of energy was glowing from from the palm, her fingers dancing around its vibrant edges. "Goodnight."
The fingers unfurl, and all is
red
The blast momentarily consumes the android's form; he instantly shuts down, the built in 'pain' protocol kicking in; past a certain threshold, the unit is shut down to only be activated by manual reboot, if the unit survives.
Blackwell did.
Zucceta places her hands on her hip plates. Despite the intensity of her power, the android's native durability had saved it from total destruction. The entire top half of the being's 'skin' had been ripped and burned away, leaving the singed gunmetal composite that the unit had been built out of. Already, though, she notices something; the 'skin' itself was regenerating, very slowly, from a point near the waist where it remained.
Well, that WOULD be have been useful; she recalls her own body, checked with the scars of constant combat, from the moment of her birth.
She tuts. "You were good. You'd have beat me, at a time. But you weren't ready, and all your men suffered for it." She walks back to her weights, and slides the equipment back over her wrists and ankles.
The woman stares at Virtual Poi, ignoring the rest of the individuals in the clearing. Her blade hangs silently by her side. His words enter her and leave her like the wind sighing through the leaves on the trees; a passing annoyance, and nothing more.
Once again, she wasn't being stupid; she knew just about how outmatched she was. There wouldn't be any point to removing her weighted equipment for this precise reason; the percentage increase would be too miniscule to matter.
But this was a matter of honor more than one of pride, albeit the most twisted honor you'll ever know.
Her eyes are barely able to register his flicker, such was the difference in power; she was colliding through a tree before she even felt the bright, hot burst of pain in her back, the armor bending and cracking around his chop like a paper shield splitting before a knife.
The tree breaks in twain, its bark no match for her colliding force; she winces from the impact, but her attention is still mostly on dealing with the pain from Vi-Poi's own blow. She rights herself in mid-air, and lands with her two feet on the next tree in 'sequence', having slowed enough not to break it with her impact.
She quickly bounces from it, flipping in the air and skidding back to the ground near the virtualised warrior. The female saiya-jin stands... and then multiple images of her begin to appear in the air, rotating around the Android; the Zanzō Majutsu technique being used.
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Post by Reikiko on May 26, 2015 23:34:22 GMT
(Consider me having left this topic, and requesting PL~)
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Post by Zucceta on May 28, 2015 19:52:17 GMT
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