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Post by Mimikku on Jul 10, 2015 22:12:03 GMT
Mimikku stood there floating in the sky as she felt the panic and chaos of the surrounding area. Humans where fleeing for their lives down on the streets below. Heroes continued to arrive to try and stand in front of this monster. She was going to stand in front of this beast and she was going to fight for her adoptive homeworld no matter what the cose would be to herself. Her black blade angled in front of her as she looked directly at him. The idle chatter going around amongst those that had arrived and where standing on her side of the battlefield seemed that most everyone knew one another or at least it seemed that they did so this would bolster the morale of all those fighting there or at least it would diminish their spirits once the beastly android before them got serious.
As it seemed that everyone had gathered into one place the warriors began their usual march toward combat. Releasing their restraints on ki they burst forth toward the enemy. A Brenchian was the first one to go flying forward toward Realigner Red as the android called itself. :: Indeed a brave soul to attempt to fight him in close quarters like that... Though if it distracts him for long enough it will be a benefit for possibly some of these much more powerful people to lay out some serious pain on him... Get ready to do your part Mimikku. It is about time for us to show what us Kagami are made of. Even if it is our death... :: Collecting her thoughts and words of encouragement from her internal goddess made Mimikku smile toward herself and nod. Even if she died her on this day she knew a piece of her survived somewhere on the planet.
Then came the message from someone identifying themselves as Bing. Turning her gaze toward the human charging a massive attack she knew that this Bing had to be him. It was just something in her gut that told her this. As soon as the message ended she nodded and Bing would hear the twin voice echo in her mind though sharper than it had even been. "Understood and the name is Mimikku... Let us die on our feet instead of our knees."
As she took to flight into the air her image flickered ever so slightly as the goddess actually took over full control of the body. As this was the way she suddenly had long green hair and her form was about six or seven inches taller as she focused her ki along her blade. Focusing it she began to charge an attack that would easily push her into close combat with the Realigner once she finished charging it.
{{Charging Honor Guard Strike} 66% of Pl 90,050 Current Charge Round 1}}
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Post by Gleciar Avierno on Jul 10, 2015 22:57:34 GMT
Gleciar could varely contain his rage, but he had to at least for a moment, he moved closer to Articho. "Hey, you see that guy charging an attack? Its Bing... Or a clone of him, not really sure. Keep Vi-Poi's attention away from him, so will I."
He noticed the blue cat in the yellow cloud... Why the hell did he give him a bean? A fucking bean! He put it in his collar for security and looked at him. "Uh... Thanks... Cat guy..." He blinked and then turned toward Articho with a weird look and said "What am i supposed to do with this?"
He shrugged it off and turned to look at Vi-Poi, still being as much of an asshole to Jarvis as to the others and himself. He still couldnt believe what he had said. Their farm clothes... Their fucking clothes. "YOU SON OF A BITCH!" He rushed straight for Vi-Poi and punched him in the face. "YOU KILLED THEM BECAUSE OF THEIR CLOTHES!?" He rammed his knee into his back. "YOU FUCKING BASTARD! YOU KILLED MY FRIENDS, TEACHERS AND EVEN THOSE WHO TREATED ME LIKE FAMILY!" He placed both of his hands infront him, right on his face and shouted. "MAGNA WAVE!" Unlessing a wave of hot orange energy that would cover Vi-Poi's body for a few seconds.
He knew it wouldnt be effective even if any of his attacks landed properly, so he fell back a few meters and dived into ground level before rushing into a hidding place in an alleyway. (Ok, i hope thats a good enough distraction... I cant deal with Vi-Poi, but atleast i can fight Komoto) He panted as he rubbed his fist.(Ouch... That metalic body hurts...)
(Magna Wave [UP2] used on Vi-Poi, 60,908 PL, used at point blank range)
KP: 2 used. 1 remaining.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 11, 2015 7:59:58 GMT
[Heavy Weights still on; PL to those with sensing: 34,308]
She didn’t want to waste any time from her ship located just south of the city her scouter tracked the power level from. For her, however it would take about five, maybe seven steps at full speed to reach – time wasn’t an issue yet. On her way off the ship, The Descent, she passed by more and more inhabitants of North City as she walked toward the exit. EMR, the Emergency Medical Response, had hacked their radio system per her orders and got a good amount of them to come to her ship for the evacuation. The plan was to send everyone – including Ari, the girl she’d kept safe for so long – up in space in orbit of the planet until this was over. And if it went bad…
Zerori’s face darkened as she passed by a table and snatched her cloak from its surface. I don’t want to go back… but Ari will be safe in Vegeta’s orbit from any ‘predators’ until I can get back to her. A minute or so more of walking and she was finally out in the snowy winds outside of her vehicle. A line of people were still going in, chilled by the snow but not harmed by it as natives of the climate. Giving a couple of them a stoic nod, she leaned forward and made her way to the site of the city – where the battle had begun. Her scouter was a mess of numbers, so much so that just staring at it gave her a headache. “I’d turn it off if I’d bother to learn what the humans called ‘Sensing’ but I just can’t wrap my head around it!” She snarled. She was on her fourth step and had chosen a large building just before the cusp of powers to jump from.
Last one! She counted and jumped one more time and threw herself in the air as high as she could go. Farther, farther and farther still she peaked in the air. Glancing down, she could feel her stomach lurch into her throat but bit down on her lip to quell the fears that grasp hold of her. I’m in control… She chanted softly in her mind, now free falling in the air. I’m not in danger, yet… She was falling faster now. Just a few more seconds before she’d reach the ground before her. Her mind screamed to her just before the ground was almost to close, Stick. The landing!
Just before impact on the ground, whirlwinds of gusts would swirl around the ground just about forty feet from the surface and Zerori’s boots would smash against the solid block of air. Unlike smashing against the surface of the ground where rock and dirt would be flown all around, a burst of air would flow through the ground and possibly push a couple of the fighters back. It was harmless – a bit of show for her entrance. She was just down the street from the man whom she was sure the message from. Still in a knelt posture, she would rise to her feet to stand at attention and look over the battle field. She recognized a few faces.
Jarvis, the blue-haired saiyan that she owed a rematch to for the hole that was healed in her stomach and Articho, the boy she’d tried to repair Bigby with. She titled her head at Zexama and Drake, the duo she’d met at ‘Wyntre’ ship and had a little training session fun with. She saw an Arcosian but… No, he was much too large to be the Glecier she knew. She didn’t think he could transform, either. Or, at least he didn’t tell her he could… There were more faces, a lot more, but they weren’t familiar. Regardless of their alignments, she was sure she could fend off some of them. Looking toward the direction of her enemy, she tilted her head at the odd amalgamation of pink. He was… like Zexama but stranger and by the way he had his back to the android everyone faced – it seemed he was with the enemy.
She made a quick gesture with her head, almost a nod of acknowledgement to what was around her and rolled her shoulder once. The pops and cracks felt good, but she knew what would make it feel better. Lifting up her wrists, she reached for the manacles that weighted her down and slowly clicked them apart. As she pulled them off of her various limbs, she’s start a walk forward – stepping down from the air like she was walking down stairs. One by one, the manacles to come off and she’d drop them to the ground to create a loud crater below her. Wrists, neck, ankles and one on her tail that was hidden as part of the brown fur color. Once off, she could feel her power flow around her like an invisible embrace. Like gas, waiting for a match… She noted with a smirk on her face.
[Heavy Weights removed. PL sensed: 137,233]
Once she took the last step to stand next to a fellow ally, standing on the air like it was her personal floor, she faced her chosen opponent and let a wide fanged grin to the place of the smirk on her face. “I hope I’m not too late to join in on the fun; had to think of my options.” She tapped her chin a bit, “-I almost wanted to leave and let the earthlings deal with this…” She spoke loud enough for everyone to hear. “But the ghosts of my past decided I needed to give a damn today, so guess what I did!”
The air around her started to thicken and grow heavy, like the air was warping from intense heat. Her eyes narrowed in on the man before her, and her fist clenched. Her gloves glowed bright orange, taking the concentration of thermal energy she was loading into them to keep her from burning herself. Her body could be seen trembling however it was not from fear but from anger. She didn’t know this guy personally but every time she heard about this ‘Blue Banner’ guy, she thought he was supposed to be a hero and good one at that.
She glanced around, looking at anyone whom seemed important, before her cerulean slit eyes focused on a man next to her and tilted her head at him. Grey eyes and hair made her think he was old but the power her scouter read told her different. She growled softly toward him, “Who are you gonna hit with that? The pink or the red one?” She asked with a low tone to her voice before looking back at the two. A stream of flames danced around her before it ignited her body in an almost blinding inferno of power. “I’m going to attack the one you don’t…”
[Phoenix Rage III charging up to 200% for 274,466 PL next turn]
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Post by Kayle on Jul 13, 2015 8:24:25 GMT
Kayle continued flying through the air at his top speed, his empowered white aura flowing effortlessly around him, and with Drake in tow. At least for now. Who knew what Drake would do once they got there. He might even use this as a distraction to escape Kayle all together. In the end, it didn't really matter. Even if he did some how escape Kayle, Kayle could find someone else to lead him around. If he couldn't, he'd force his own way. The secret of the super human's would be his, and this would be the first step. The immense power levels he was now approaching.
Kayle finally arrived at the scene. He landed a fair distance away, and tried not to let his presence be known. Yes, there were those on this planet that could sense power levels, but then maybe the fighting was enough to distract those present from the fact that he arrived. He was close enough to see the action, however. The red haired man, Zexama, Bing, what appeared to be another majin man, a rainbow hair woman, and even a strange saiyan warrior.
Kayle checked his scouter once again and pointed at the different people to know their individual power levels. The five, almost six, million one belonged to a red haired, small bodied man. He appeared to be human as well. Another super human. Kayle was surprised that such a small man could amass such a power. How was this possible? The humans must be hiding a secret that made saiyans nothing in comparison. One the Kayle should be able to tap into, given he was just as much human as he was saiyan.
Kayle lifted his eyes and saw Bing. Kayle scanned Bing with his scouter. It read as higher than the last time he fought him. It was almost three million now. He still wasn't as strong as this other super human. This is what interested Kayle the most. He seemed to be charging an attack to fling at this other, what Kayle assumed to be, majin. After only ever meeting one, Zexama, this was a good assumption, but Kayle couldn't be 100%. The other majin man seemed to be helping the other super human. The majin man couldn't even hope to stand up to the power that Bing was charging. His power level was not even one million. Hell it was barely over half a million. Sure, it was nothing Kayle could stand up to, but it was not something that could match Bing either.
Bing seemed different. He looked the same as he did back on Vegeta, but his actions were more erratic and he seemed to have a sadistic look of joy on his face. This was a Bing Kayle could get behind. Although, to be honest, the Bing on Vegeta wasn't that bad either. Kayle would have to remember to find out where Bing lived after this fight, if Kayle lived to see it.There was also this blue tailed and haired saiyan, Kayle thought this was odd. Who had ever heard of a saiyan with blue fur and hair? It was very odd. He might have to check this guy out after the fight too. Kayle added it to the list.
The rest of the power levels, other than Zexama's, seemed low at best. Some were higher than Kayle's but paled in comparison to the other top combatants. Some had power levels that were less than Kayle's! What did they think they would do here?! Kayle had to admire even these warriors though. Both the lower and higher levels of Kayle's. They may not have a hope of even phasing those top players, but they showed up anyway. Just like Kayle did. It was impressive.
Kayle decided to stay back and watch the action for a little bit. Just jumping into something that he knew nothing about was suicide. He had done that back on Vegeta, and most of the time he barely walked away from the encountered. Those times had taught him something. Don't assume. Even if it was people you knew. Get the lay of the land, and find out what's going on. Also, that surprise held more power than strength did. With the benefit of surprise his power might even get in some sort of critical hit if he did need to fight. So, Kayle stayed and watched what would happen.
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Vi-Poi
Administrator
Premier of Earth
PL: 434,410
Soul(x40P), Overdrive(x43)
Zeni: 1,247
Tag: @vipoi
Posts: 2,833
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Post by Vi-Poi on Jul 13, 2015 21:15:33 GMT
***Due to admin ruling and general player agreement on the organization thread linked below, Vi-Poi will have a move every 3 rounds since he is the target, but his ability to charge will still remain the same (1 general round instead of his special rounds) For more information, visit the thread linked here.***
(Sasha is too busy to post, considering putting in the new post system, check this thread for details. All thread responses will be on a quickened 24 schedule now, and a 3 round post response by me is being considered by players.)
Vi-Poi raised an eyebrow at Zexama’s questioning about BBA. “BBA? What’s that? Some kind of financial annuity?” He asked with an air of disinterest, watching the ice-haired Brench-Saiyan fool hurtle past Komoto before lancing towards him. He threw his arms and legs wide and let the hybrid Brenchian collide his fist into his abdomen, grinning wildly as the force of the impact sang against his internal circuits, laughing along with his attacker. When the uppercut connected with his mouth, he spun upward and back from the momentum, flipping from the blow. He halted his progression after a few meters, a burst of kiai pausing him in midair whilst he hovered above the blue battler. A small trickle of neon green repair gel bled from the corner of his mouth, and he licked it with a swipe of his tongue. “Tangy!” He announced before flourishing one arm dramatically, his bare limb detaching just below the elbow and hinging back as his dark ki conduit extended into a barrel that gleamed dully in the broad daylight.
“You know, little ice monkey, I think I’m above you right now. Woops.” He leveled his arm forward quickly and let out a stream of ki bullets in Jarvis’s direction, intending to tear him into pieces and send him to Other World. “I hope you find some good listeners in Hell to deliver your speeches to!” He cackled, spraying the bullets in a tight lance, his mismatched eyes wide and fierce, wanting to see the ingrate’s blood burst in all directions.
If Jarvis somehow dodged the attack, he’d fly forward with a series of punishing kicks, great fanning roundhouses and jabbing heels intended to shatter his skull and break every bone in his body.
He was aware of Bing charging a rather large amount of energy, and felt annoyed that Komoto presumed to fight prey that rightfully belonged to Vi-Poi. Who did the Majin think he was? Such arrogance would be painfully corrected!
When some mad thoughts wavered on the edges of his frayed protocols, attempting to gain access, the Realigner Virus greedily pulled them to pieces and brought them into its mainframe, sending hosts of nightmares and regrets against the Poi-that-was who still hid, wounded along the deepest roads of the android’s circuitry. The Virus didn’t know if it’d find the boy, but it would entertain nonetheless. Vi-Poi laughed maniacally, the scenery flickering to childhood ghouls, to garish goblins, before wavering back towards reality. “Who’s trying to scare me?” He snarled, his eyes finding the Arcosian. “It might work better the other way around.”
Another trumped up super hero was pitifully trying to ignite her ki at him from an adjacent building when a rather familiar and very angry Arcosian suddenly came before him, discharging a large ki blast directly at Vi-Poi. The intense ki attack singed some of his outer synthflesh and sent him jarred his frame. Vi-Poi waved smoke away from his face, coughing in a mocking fashion. "Magna... Wave? It tastes like burnt toast." He spurred forward, attempting to deliver a rebuking backhand across the Arcosian's face. "Sorry about your planet!" Vi-Poi would cackle. "But you shouldn't use such language in polite society."
He shot a disdainful look at the first super hero continuing to boast and briefly considered killing the Bao-mart dye job, but his attention was pulled back to Bing. Though mad, Vi-Poi was no fool. The only serious threat here would have to be stepped on next.
A fierce mood was settling into the pit of his stomach.
A lot of killing needed done.
(Killer Machine Gun [N1] used @jarvis, 1,809,370 PL headed his way, intended to kill)@jarvis, you're up.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2015 22:05:53 GMT
The fists collided a bit astounded himself as his fist actually met the mans body feeling a light ache in his knuckles as well as felt a grin and cheeky expression of glee flee from his face as fast as they came as the man was in such spirits as if he had simply been stung by a bee, If that. The slender and devilishly handsome android was clearly the one here who had death on his side this day. An arm opened revealing some form of internal mechanical weapon aimed and ready to fire. A little worrisome at first sight and not what he expected. Mechanical types were just as surprising as those damned lizards back home. A shiver edging down Jarvis's spine as his hairs stood on ends on his neck and arms. His tail tensing as well as things felt like they were going in slow motion. A snap at his fingers and fidget as instincts lightly took over. Throwing his arm up roaring as if making a last ditch effort for the moment to ready as many ki blasts as he could presently to try and throw off some of the barrage and blasts careening for him as close as they were. Inches away just as his hand had ki appearing alone. His ki already in back pedal mode as well trying to shoot away only really aiding on getting the blasts to be a little off center.
The energy tearing through his own and enveloping it as if it was nothing. Energy ripping past and smashing onto him at the same time. The arm enveloped in energy as he tried still continuing off to the side. However as he continued in this speed or what little he had the limb and a inch or two inward towards his shoulder were simply gone cleanly vaporized with bone blood and muscle spluttering out blood his clothes incinerated on his upper body his ribs and side scorched with burns of a horrid degree. Only barely noticing the small thing thrown to him from some other person in the field his only remaining hand able to catch it of course it was a little hard to focus on it as he tried shoving it in his mouth with a what the hell emotion of panic taking over. His vision was doubled in the one eye he had left as he was already shaking from a sensation of shock given the hair at his right sight now missing a arm and covered in burns also had the side of his face scorched with the eye burned out of socket now just a empty seared shut socket in its place. The second it was on his tongue however he felt even more coming at him. The taste of blood was thick in his mouth and had the sensation as if swimming and slowly was filling his lips. He wasn't in a clear enough mind to realize it was blood bleeding internally. One of his lungs could have been punctured or possibly cooked on his burned away side.
It looked like four of em coming at him as he rose his arm feeling as if both were there the sensation like a ghost perhaps was where his old arm once was. Needless to say it did little to even stop the blows as kicks gave cracking sensations along his chest and a strange jarring sensation in his head from a final kick when it collided had the bean be swallowed. One of his ribs were sticking out of the side of his chest and the red areas all along his upper body were clear there was more injuries stirring in there as he barely held any flight and had fallen a large amount of feet before stopping. Not really feeling the beans effects or knowing what to expect as the falling continued slow at first then faster in intervals till he finally fell in a spin towards the ground. Feeling something in his gut from the bean. When he finally had smacked into one of the nearby roofs bellow. His one good arm slowly inching towards his pocket of his pants still smelling burnt cloth from his chest as well as what could be taken for cooking meat. his left hand slid into his pocket slowly pulling out a lightly bent and torn cigar but still whole enough. Placing it between his lips as he again fidgeted with a shaking hand and body that was shivering into his pocket. Pulling out a lighter lighting the thing as he drew in the most painful but deliciously smoke filled breath. "Fuck...This planet...." A hand reaching up to the cigar to remove it from his lips as in his broken burned shaking ways he tried to rise again. Feeling something inside but not exactly sure what. His head was a blank besides the fact their was danger. Starting to lose grip just wear he was partially. Clearly pained as he would slowly start to rise unless someone stopped him. His remaining eye burning with pain and anger as he wanted to fight. Even if his body was in the shape it was. "FuUUUUCCKK EVERRRYTHIIINGGG" Spitting up more blood barely to his knees at this point but managing at least to be on knees and one palm. Struggling ever still to get back to his feet. For the moment stuck as one foot was on the ground. Trying to force it to lift him. His leg shaking as he looked at the crimson stained roof top bellow him. Falling again to the knee but shoving again. Weakly rising a hand shoving off his knee until he had risen. Although from the look of his body moving or anything else was gonna be a challenge just as hard. In his light head state they likely wouldn't realize but in his mind he was trying to raise his right arm that was no longer present. Firing blasts that would never come. Senses were stirring but still at the moment taking awhile for any properties of what he ate to kick in at their fullest. His left hand merely slipping the cigar back to his lips. Shakily unfocused eyes looking upward as he drew in the breath again relishing the smoke and burning from the pain. Any actual strength he had at this very moment was more so just going into standing. Trying to muster anything he had left getting ready for a few moments from now so he attack again... Even if it wasn't possible he find some way to muster some energy as the inside aid digested. This was shaping up to be one hell of a day that was for sure.
His anger and pain grew heavily in his chest as the bean did its work. His arm was gone and his senses were returning but only lightly still masked away with pain in a hazed thinking state. His teeth were gritting so hard he could taste blood dripping from his gums as this damned man planned to install this authority over this planet,... OVER HIM. The eye contorted or what remained of it as it slowly began to return itself to functioning order as Jarvis began shaking with rage unaware of anything else other then that he'd been humiliated and desired nothing greater then to make that droid scream. He was a free man and no power of any kind would ever stand over him in such a way. No form of law would ever restrict him. Some of his internals had rearranged for the better but the bean could only do so much to burned and crippled body. The arms stump was burning badly at the clean shoulder the blood had slowed if not stopped but there was no sign of the arm returning like the eye. Jarvis's anger however kept stirring in pain as his blue aura roared out as even in this state he wanted to fight. It felt like the arm was still there as well still blinded himself to just how bad this may be. The aura flickering a bit as some shocking energy rippled around him his hair beginning to spike then lower as a golden hue seemed to over take it momentarily for a moment here or a moment there. The roof beginning to crumble underneath his feet as he himself was not truly aware of what was happening. Merely that yet again in his life another figure reared its head to be his better and law bringer. His family, The arcosians, Every form of law he ever encountered. Even here... This pompous red ass thought he could flick away the boy like nothing as if he stood on terms with the kais in his mind as he saw it. No more! No one was going to do this to him like in the past again! "Ice monkey huh! This ice monkey is gonna make you his bitch red!~" Roaring out as a ripping energy wave roared out His hair igniting in a gold color spiked his eyes fading to the color of a super saiyan. His tail as well igniting in a golden color light pale blue tint appearing in the skin color under his eyes in a light skin blemish. His feet kicking off the roof he was standing on as his power level ripped up.
The building under his feet crumbled and destroyed from the golden aura as he roared out loudly like a lion flying back up to vi. The right arm gone now his right eye was there but squinting. The burns healed but his hair still gone on one side. His good arm rippled with energy as he flew as fast as he could trying to rip straight towards Vi. Thrusting in a punching action with all he had barely aware what was going on himself from rage and desire to make this smug bastard squeal with pain. He wanted to and would attempt to trhust the ki blade around his forearm straight towards Vi poi's stomach like a spear or lance. Wanting to to try and stab the arm through him if possible. "LOOK AT ME WHEN I TALK TO YOU! I'M NOT DONE YET!" He'd roar wanting Vi to look at him and see the man who defied any law any power this droid would put over them. Angered at any consideration he could be ignored and moved on from so easily to the other powers that be.
[swallowing sensu Quince gave me, Attempting to go super saiyan. if so PL x11 is 1,447,952 and Blue Destruction[MP3]: PL 1,447,952 100% Charged and used.]
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Post by Seka on Jul 13, 2015 22:24:45 GMT
Watching the powerful warriors clashing, charging attacks, and smack talk, Seka knew she was no match for this Android. She didn't belong there even if she wanted to help. It was way out of her league to do anything to help, she shed a tear due to this. She just was not strong enough, she should have went to Bing for more training. She should have stepped her game up in training by a lot, but she did not know this would happen so soon.
Sneaking to the edge of the building still behind Vi Poi, Seka walks off of the building. Slowing her descent with Ki after half way down, Seka would slowly descend down to ground level. She continued to completely suppress her Ki while looking around and seeing the panicked people running around.
This is what she could do before leaving the city! Seka, would use her enhanced abilities that came from her mastery over the energy called Ki and would start to fly people out of the city, at extreme low altitude while continuing to keep her Ki suppressed, so none of the warriors fighting would notice her helping the officials evacuate the city.
Upon accomplishing all she could, Seka looked up at the warriors fighting above the city. Turning around, Seka would fly towards the edge of the city. It seemed like she knew she'd be no help even if she were much stronger then an average person.
Seka attempts to leave! PL please!
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Tako
Archived
PL Transferred to Mizo
PL: 64,267
Intense Struggle(x3)
Zeni: 1000
Shoki: 570
Tag: @tako
Posts: 64
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Post by Tako on Jul 13, 2015 22:42:36 GMT
Is this what it is like to be in a war?
Tako had never thought she’d experience such a horrible thing. She’s supposed to be a martial artist, not a soldier; that’s what she told Bing when he said he wanted her to defend the earth. She’s not the ‘defending earth’ sort, she’s a teenager, a sportswoman, she’s supposed to be fighting for the thrill of the sport, not for this sort of thing.
Bing’s transformation into some sort of ravening psychopath is disturbing enough, but when he starts speaking directly into her mind, the girl tenses up visibly.
~So you’ve got an evil guy controlling your body, and you thought this would help calm the situation down somehow?!~ Tako’s thoughts betray her anger, even if her facial expression is more one of abject confusion; she’s having difficulty keeping up with what is going on here, and it isn’t getting any easier as people start trying to bring the metal tyrant down. There’s so much strength here that she feels like she’s drowning; the pressure from so many fighters, most of whom were far more capable than she could even dream of being.
The fact that Bing was gathering enough strength to obliterate the entire planet, and was apparently doing so whilst possessed(?) by some sort of EVIL SPIRIT SELF(?) didn’t exactly make it easier to concentrate on other concerns. Ordinarily, when she summoned up her Focus, she felt as though the world were moving in slow motion. This time, it is the exact opposite; it is as though she has slowed down, and the world is moving at an impossible rate around her, too fast to keep up with, too fast to even really process.
And then something happens that she can’t ignore. Vi-Poi unleashes his first counterattack, and the bullets of energy scythe into the blue-haired man. The girl’s pupils shrunk to pinpricks, and her mouth suddenly felt very dry. Her warning about fighting in the city had gone unheeded. Bing – or whoever was in charge of Bing – was going to do something incredibly stupid, and everywhere, people were gathering up their own energy to add to the chaos.
What would she do? What could she do? She’d only wanted to see how she measured up against that awesome strength – she’s gotten her answer. More to the point, this guy… isn’t a martial artist. He’s not here for sport of competition. He’s trying to kill people.
She really should have known that would be the case. She’d felt the planetary explosion; maybe she’d just… hoped it wasn’t real, insulated herself from the full horror of what that meant until this moment, where Jarvis’ blood and severed limbs scatter through the air.
Horrifying.
The man doesn’t stay down, and that’s… She’s not even sure if that’s a good thing or not any more. She does know she can’t stay here, though.
Jarvis’ roar brought the girl back to reality, and in that instant, she makes her decision. She has to stay true to herself: ganging up on an opponent like this is WRONG, no matter whether he was a murderous psychopath or an honourable fellow martial artist Standing idly by and doing nothing when a whole city was on the line was, equally wrong.
With a sudden flash of bright white light, she starts into motion again. Burning across the sky, Tako doesn’t suppress anything; that’s just not her way! She puts everything she has into it instead.
The driver of the city bullet train looks quite surprised when his vehicle is suddenly flying through the air, but… Tako doesn’t have time to explain the situation to him – she needs to get him and the rest of the train as far out of the city limits as fast as she possibly could, and then go back for a second pass… assuming there was even still a city there for her to go back to.
It makes an impressive, humorous sight – the young teenager dragging a fully loaded train by the front carriage, flying fast enough that the thing doesn’t have time to start falling apart under its own weight (physics works that way, right? Right). How far is she going to need to get to be outside the blast radius? Neptune?!
Annoyingly, given that the people inside the train are screaming and shouting, being thrown around and generally causing a fuss (who do they think they are? Don’t they realize how much she’s helping?!) The situation still remains loud and confusing for Tako in her flight. She’s just not going to get a break today, it seems.
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Vi-Poi
Administrator
Premier of Earth
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Post by Vi-Poi on Jul 13, 2015 23:05:20 GMT
Vi-Poi laughed uproariously as the ki bullets collided with Jarvis’s body, his torso thrown about like a rag doll before sailing down to the streets below. The neon red-haired android moonwalked across the sky, “One down, on the ground!” He said, splitting himself into a multiform briefly to high-five himself before twirling back into place with a spin. He threw his arms apart dramatically, bending down towards the buildings where the ice monkey was sent. “That’s what happens when you mess with the KA-O Squad, you get KO’ed!” He announced, a fan of shimmering colors erupting behind him.
(KAOS Pose [SU] used. Enemies may or may not be filled with dread and wonderment.)
He was about to turn his slaughter on some of the other peons present, perhaps that Bao-mart dye job, or the great star of ki being channeled by the grey-haired Bing, but a sudden wail from the buildings below caught his attention. “Yet another metamorpher, wonderful!” Vi-Poi exclaimed with amusement. When the raging blue-skinned Super Saiyan burst towards him with a slashing energy blade, Vi-Poi met it head on. He lit up his own ki, taking the lance right against his chest, attempting to grip the Saiyan by the shoulders as he let the blade punch against his armored torso. The ki flared and crackled against him, slowly cutting into his abdomen even though the attack could only represent near a quarter of Vi-Poi’s current maximum. The small android quickly threw his legs up in a grappling motion, attempting to ensnare Jarvis while taking his attack, the exposed barrel of his ki conduit lowering from a nozzle into the wide bore of a cannon. A sharp electric whine filled the air. “You know…” He whispered conspiratorially, leaning in close. “I killed one just like you, in a city just like this. Goodbye, Super Saiyan Stumpy!” Vi-Poi growled, throwing his great fanning wave of ki at Jarvis, the Supa Bazooka attempting to explode the fighter into grizzly little bits.
If Jarvis somehow dodged the grappling while managing to stab at Vi-Poi, the android would continue with his attempt at landing a close-range Supa Bazooka.
On the edges of his sensors, he was aware that some were already fleeing.
(Taking Blue Destruction, abdomen has some puncture damage, Supa Bazooka [MP3] used, 5,428,654 PL headed straight at Jarvis intending to kill. @komoto, you're up since Ranger was skipped.)
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2015 23:21:42 GMT
Destruction, explosions, blood, screams of pain. Seeing all these things happen around the Majin made him feel so.... Gitty. He couldn't help but contain the joy he felt, even if there was an extremely good chance that this fight would be the last one he would get to see. But it didn't matter, for his psychological son, Ping, was in front of him, charging an energy blast aimed at the Majin, and it made him laugh like a maniac, to the point where his voice reverted back to his male alternate.
"Ping my boy, isn't this amazing? A good father son moment of destruction. It's absolutely perfect if I do say so myself. It's just sad that I don't think you could ever reach your full potential as long as you share a mind with your mommy", Komoto said as he continued aiming the giant purple ball of Ki at Bing, the brown magic practically flooding off of it. Even after he finished talking, the crazy Majin went back to laughing, for the fun was too much for him.
From the distance, Komoto could see the Blue fly being beaten to a pulp, only to come back around a dozen times stronger. It was a shame, truly, for the Majin had hoped the Blue fly learned his lesson. A stronger fly was merely a mosquito, and that's exactly what the Blue monkey was compared to the red machine. However, this was part of the Majin's plan, and sacrifices had to be made.
[(MP3) Divine Flan Blast charging: 200%]
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Bing Gan
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Post by Bing Gan on Jul 13, 2015 23:45:59 GMT
The Ki ball continued ballooning size, covering the entire city in its emerald luminescent glow. "This is good enough, time to enact phase 3!" Bing yelled internally at his evil half. The villainous side agreed wholeheartedly, cackling madly on the outside "This'll knock him on his ass! Time to get some much needed revenge!"
There were a lot of things Bing would have to apologize for later it seemed. Tako was reasonably upset at the Human's foolish plan, and if he were to cause any casualties with this attack, there would be no way to apologize for that. Even if his attack was a success, it wouldn't be worth it if it meant the loss of innocent life.
Just before the ball was thrown, Bing gave a word of advice "Ping, if this attack misses you need to alter its trajectory skywards. We can't risk it hitting the Earth, it might blow the whole planet into dust!" Ping replied in a seemingly annoyed tone "Shit...it's gonna take a massive amount of energy to move. Let's hope it doesn't miss, or else we are royally screwed."
"Ahaha! This power is amazing! If only you were a worthy challenge Komoto..." Ping winked at the Majin, and turned his head towards the strange Saiyan who had appeared next to him. She gave off a demonic sense, which was odd, given her Saiyan appendage. Her flaming aura made her seem quite powerful, but compared to the two titans, she was but a mere firefly.
He gave the girl a nod, and spoke "You can take the gummy boy...I've got plans for the robot." He let out another cackling laugh before turning towards Vipoi.
It seemed Jarvis was currently locked in deadly combat with the Red Realigner. He was missing an arm, and his hair had turned a brilliant gold color! Ping smirked as he watched the two warriors duke it out. "So that's the power of a Super Saiyan...a shame it isn't enough to defeat the red menace."
Though it might hit Jarvis as well, it was time to attack. The villainous alter-ego let out a furious yell "HEY ASSHOLE! THIS IS FOR THE HOLE IN MY CHEST!"
With all of his mighty strength, he flung the truck sized ball of energy towards the Red Realigner. The ball, while seemingly small, was packed with energy. It moved quick, and with any luck, it would do a number on the corrupted android.
If the attack was dodged entirely, Ping would use a massive amount of energy to re-direct the attack into space. This was a contingency plan just in case, because if the attack were to hit the planet itself, the results would not be pretty.
([MP3] Boa Bomber Used! 200% charged for a damage potential of: 5,639,680! It's headed for Vipoi, but if it misses the attack will be re-directed to space for flavor purposes)
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Nicolas Mclendon
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The Hero of the Cosmos: CAPTAIN NOVA!
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Post by Nicolas Mclendon on Jul 14, 2015 6:08:39 GMT
Nicolas kept his visor covered gaze fixated on the dastardly Realigner Red. While it was true he was well behind the bolder heroes that stood before the mighty android that was once known as Vi Poi. He stood among those that had valiantly shown up to lay their lives on the line for Earth, despite being a ways back he was hovering where he could fixate all his attention on the villain. That was until he heard a voice beside him... Nicolas cut his gaze to the side as a rather sloppy looking super hero flew up beside him. He had to do a double take at the cat eared costumed vigilante as he approached him. He blinked a few times as he took in the image a bit of a bemused frown crossing his lips...Seriously? Bright cyan, purple and green were his colors? He choose those to go alongside with the mess of (clearly dyed) pink spikes that was his hair? That just made the artist in Nicolas cringe. As the hero accused Nicolas of being an imitator he nearly broke the stoic confident persona that he was playing for the masses to snap at the mess of a hero before him. The guy wasn't even wearing a mask! Nicolas looked away, giving the man a cold shoulder. As the man continued speaking, and went on about how Captain Nova wasn't a real hero not being a real hero merely curved his confused looking frown into a soft little smile. He went to his natural defense of plastering a happy mask on to avoid saying or doing something he'd regret. His eyes narrowed and shot daggers at the half zoanthrope however (but thankfully they were concealed by the reflective visor he wore to shield people from seeing his eyes.) While he could respect the fact that he was looking out for his best interests it took some serious gall to make an assumption that he had no right to be there. He wanted to tell him off, to let him know that courage and the wish to do good was all that a hero needed but he didn't have time for that, he had to focus on what was going on now. He looked about as more people seemed to show up, congesting this battle field with more people to stand against this threat. The first was a short little Zoanthrope (though he didn't look much like a fighter...Then again, he might surprise him!) The other to show up was a...Well hot damn, a fiery beauty who seemed eager to get right up in the action. He lingered on her a moment (he couldn't really help it, he was transfixed) but his attention was shattered as he heard a maddening laugh ring out. The sick laugh that brought him to reality... He looked over as time seemed to slow down. In an instant, a rain of ki was shot from the arm of the android. Nicolas let a choked gasp as his body shuddered in sheer revulsion. With an agonized cry: splashes of scarlet exploded into the air. He held out his gloved hand pointlessly as he watched the icy haired half breed drop like a rock. He stared wide eyed as all thoughts ceased, the annoyance from Benetto, the image of the fiery beauty, they all faded as his mind focused on one thing. "B-Blood?!" He breathed in a whisper as he stared in horror at the mangled half saiyan. Blood and viscera filled the air as the reality of the situation he was in hit him hard. He turned his gaze to his killer. With a swallow Nicolas would turn his gaze to Vi Poi slowly. His heart stopped. He was staring right at him.
A sheer look of pure and utter contempt was scrawled across the cybernetic fighter's face. For the briefest of instances their eyes met. In a heartbeat Nicolas could feel Realigner Red pierce him to the core as he tore away all the heroics and dramatics leaving him vulnerable with only his stare of disdain. He physically buckled, the aura he was forming fading away as he finally let out a breath. Due to Nicolas' Hemophobia he has lost focus! Losing his charge for: "[N1] Shooting Star Strike!"
He felt his body trembling as time seemed to suddenly speed up. He could only watch as the android properly congratulated himself in an overwhelming display of color and confidence. He shook. "We...We're not going to win this... Are we?" He asked himself, his heroic tone fading... He was just playing with them...The poses... The flare... That was something he would have done himself if he were fighting in a battle he knew he could win. He was a predator toying idly with his prey. He dreaded the thought of being his prey. Maybe he should have listened to that other costumed hero...Maybe he should have left this to someone more qualified, or someone more fearless... He was scared stiff and he didn't know what to do... He should have never even came! He was so stupid! He should have just ran, get out while he could! Run, run and hide from this crazy beast of a man... He couldn't handle it, he had to- "H-HHHEEELLLLAAPPPPPPP!!!" The cry of a young woman begging for help cut through the air interrupting the flurry of self defeating thoughts buzzing about Nicolas' skull. What was he thinking?! He made a promise dammit! He couldn't let any of the innocents get hurt! His gaze cut to the sound of the voice. It was towards the direction Jarvis ended up... He was so focused on the cry of the innocent he didn't even notice the saiyan...Rather, the SUPER saiyan get up and begin his assault anew.
During Realigner Red's attack a few of the ki bullets that punctured Jarvis ended up slamming into a building, and though it took months to build it only took a few seconds and Vi Poi's stray fire to send a large chunk of it in the form of clumps of concrete and shrapnel slamming towards the street and towards the citizens below. Nicolas shot towards the street (which coincidentally brought him much closer, if not much lower to the psychotic android.) He landed in the middle of a scared crowd of people. "EVERYONE! MOVE BACK!" He ordered as his hands exploded with golden energy. He looked as the debris from the tall building came crashing towards him and the others. He had to act fast if he wanted to save everyone... He couldn't miss a single shot. "S-Save us Mister Capin Nova!" His heart sank as he recognized the pleas of a young boy. It was the child he saved from Gula's attack: Oki. Among the various people that were threatened in the city was the family that he saved in Mint village. They must have come to the capitol for refuge after the assault. "Don't worry Oki, I'll save everyone! I'm a hero of justice!" He cried out, psyching himself up as he formed the bolts of ki in his hand. As the threatening chunks of concrete and metal came into view he would hurl the bolts of golden energy. He let out a drawn out yell as he pushed his ki projection to the limit to destroy any and every threat that came near him and the people he vowed to save. His eyes narrowed, his heart pound in his chest and his reflexes sharpened as he sent each and every bolt of his burning spirit into the air in his attempt to make good on his vow. After an exhausting minute of firing ki. He fell to a knee as he lowered his arms, he felt drained shooting that much ki in one setting but he managed to do it... He saved the citizens. He looked over his shoulder to the group that surrounded him. "Please! You have to get out of here! Run! Run far away!" He ordered. as he pointed to the closest street to where he thought Vi Poi wouldn't be able to catch them should he chose to attack. There were many cries of gratitude and blessings as the people began to disperse and leave the city. He caught a glance of the family as they ran away. The mother, carrying her young son and holding the hand of the elder daughter. He saw the two kids say something but it was lost to the sounds of panic and battle. Though he caught the boy mouth "I knew he could do it!" as he stared back at the hero as his family escaped with him. Captain Nova stood up from his kneel and looked out to the sky, the sights of the young woman carrying the train full of people and of the grey haired man firing a bolt of intense light towards the mechanical madman filled his eyes as he let out a shaky exhale... Everyone was working to save the city. He hoped it would be enough...
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Post by Vi-Poi on Jul 14, 2015 17:25:40 GMT
The android was busily alternate his view of the insolent pink majin and the idiot super hero rounding up civilians faster than a rodeo, when he was distracted by a very bright light. Vi-Poi’s mismatched eyes widened in alarm as the massive emerald ball of ki sped towards him. His built-in scouter was beeping in alarm. “What?!” He exclaimed, appalled by the staggering speed of the attack. It was coming too quickly for him to dodge! “Eeeaagggghhhhhhh!” Vi-Poi screamed, covering himself with his arms and legs, tightening into a ball. He frantically flipped his comm suite, reversing the polarity, channeling his ki outward in a bubble as the shadow of the ki globe fell upon him.
It hit against his Android Barrier Mk. III with a loud thump That shattered the windows of nearby buildings. A great peal of energy rang through the air. The viral android clenched his teeth and pulsed all of his energy into the bright pink shell of energy protecting him. It wasn’t enough. The Barrier slowly cracked like an egg, an ear-popping shriek of energy screaming through the air. A fiery red glaze suddenly fell around Vi-Poi as the attack overwhelmed him and the shield completely collapsed.
A great ball of dark smoke filled the air. The resultant explosion had damaged some of the nearest buildings, but most of the ki had been expertly channeled into its target. Into Vi-Poi.
As the smoke slowly cleared, Vi-Poi was huddled with his arms and legs still blocking himself. Crisscrosses of ki burns marred his pale flesh, and his red viral lines thrummed like a siren, pulsing with a crimson glow. “You…” He snarled. “Y-you almost killed me!” He stammered, peering at his hands in shock. They were cut from explosion, droplets of his bright green blood splattered across his smoke-stained hands. “Me! The King of the Toasters! It cannot be countenanced! You hear me, you little shit? Game over!” He growled and threw his arms and legs apart, a dark kiai forming around him. His right red eye glowed with a foreboding energy.
A great wind began to build through the wounded city, drowning out the cacophony of sirens below.
(Android Barrier Mk III 5,468,298 vs. x2 Boa Bomber 5,639,680, Barrier loses, bleedthrough dmg of 171,382 taken. Vi-Poi is quite crispy now.) Zexama, you're up
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Post by Zexama on Jul 14, 2015 22:54:44 GMT
This wasn’t going well. Jarvis and Glecier had already tried to attack Vi-poi but it had done no effect. The blue haired guy hadn’t gotten anywhere and the attack from the Arcosian literally had no effect on the 5 million Power levelled being. She continued her flight while energy was still being put into her feet and into her hands where she was till charging her Ki barrier. If the time came where Vi-poi had attacked her she should be able to shoot it back at him, but that’s not why Zexama was doing this. Zexama was creating this Ki barrier because if Bing would need it Zexama would use it to protect him, no reason as important. Zexama head raced with thoughts and she was confused on why she was helping Google, she had only met him once at Kami’s lookout but she shook her head as she realised what she was thinking, she had to protect Bing because he was on our side and he can win this for us, no, for Earth.
Her thoughts were starting to be changed ever since the absorbal of Faltroshish. The thing is, since Zexama was too distracted on what was going on around her she had been unable to lock Faltroshish away from within her. So now that Faltroshish was out and about in Zexama’s mind and not suppressed within Zexama, anyone with Ki would be able to sense would be able to sense that Zexama was about 49% evil and 51% good. Zexama watched as Bing threw a very powerful attack towards Vi-poi. She heard Komoto screaming pathetic things but she had a glimpse of hope as her scouter began talking with a slight crackling sound due to the powerful attack. ”Zexama this might actually do it! This attack has a higher power than Vi-poi himself! Oh, he just used a Ki barr-“[/b] Zexama saw the Ki barrier Vi-poi used and a frown came across her face.
The scouter however didn’t have a frown, it had nothing. The scouter was black with green words racing across it. The only words Zexama could see in it was. ‘System crashed. Rebooting, Rebooting.’ Zexama worried for the little scouter, she then tested her luck once more and began screaming at Vi-poi, even though Zexama had no luck previously, she still saw hope in the matter. VI-POI PLEASE! I know you’re still in there, fight the bitch and take control over your body! Do you not care about Namek’s destruction!?! FIGHT BACK VI-POI!” Zexama poured more energy into the small sphere behind her back that was no longer small in fact.
The sphere was about the size of a dwarf and Zexama had trouble hiding it but she slightly stretched her body to have more effect. She kept the ball’s energy suppressed as she waited to see if Vi-poi would escape from the evil counterpart. Zexama slowly flied across to Bing and said in a slightly worried voice. ”Just give the wor and I’ll protect you with this barrier. Aight?” Zexama gave a small smile and looked back at Vi-poi. Waiting.
[Faltroshish can now be sensed. Ki barrier current power = 4,193,640. Next turn power = 5,242,050]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 15, 2015 2:41:43 GMT
Aksor watched at just how hopeless the situation was. It was going to be a nightmare to even escape this unharmed, let alone try to engage this guy. It was outrageous, it was stupid, it was bound to get everyone murdered! But it was also intoxicating to watch and be a part of. Aksor was so much stronger at one point, only if he had that power inside him. He gave it up to be himself, to finally gain freedom. But what freedom exists with this monster surviving. Aksor jetted ahead against the horrific wings that the crimson android formed, Aksor's own eyes burned with hatred and rage. Everything he worked for, all his friends, all of his 'family'. They were forged here on Earth, and it was the only thing that kept him alive and away from suicide. They brightened up his life, they gave him one. He would be damned now to lose his chance to try and pay back his debts.
Aksor arrived straight in front of The Crimson Toaster with a bright old satisfied smile on his face. Aksor opened his eyes slightly, mouthing off at the Realigner Red with he pushed harder with his ki, "How the mighty have fallen. Realigner Red, I wish to just simply congratulate you on your findings. Your very essence boils for hatred and punishment but I see the relent in your eyes. I see the horrors that were inflicted on you but nothing was given. It has to go to something, and what do I see? A spoiled little brat inside a mechanical dome who wants his dragon balls. We could have given them to you, but you had to go on and become the Realigner Red. What a shame, blue suited you much more. I'm afraid that your glorious form is nothing in the end, just a wasted scrap that can't hold up against a single Human? How pathetic does that sound to you oh glorious overlord? The owner of this planet is giving off a hissy fight because he lost his ball? Are you going to take your ball and just go home? Or are you gong to destroy only other known planet in the entire Galexy to have Dragon balls? Choice is yours.
"Fly in space desperate to escape your own thoughts Realigner. Fly to the edges of space and time to try and find some relaxation from the suffering you feel inside. I know the pain you feel, and I drown in it! I wash my essence in it! Your very metal is the carcass from which your own reality grows, but it one sick of rot and pestilence that you must spread it otherwise you will become the rot! You will be melted down to your bones, forgotten and left like a grape in the sun. Shrivel and become the raisin you are little Realigner. Your power means nothing. No technology, not even that from the Tuffles on Vegeta could give you what you desire. Your all alone with your thoughts, to become one with the sickness. Now you try to escape it by slaughtering. What a pity... truly How the mighty have fallen. Go on... kill me Realigner Red. Prove to me that you truly are a lonely rust bucket. Kill me, one of your old friends from the BBA. I am Koramund, the Baron of the Red Sands. I am Aksor, the Unbound of Fate. Submit to your design and kill me like the rest, and let the holiest of voids consume you to the echo."
Aksor just floated there, starring down Vi-poi with a look of pure satisfaction and happiness. He felt like he was at peace, even though it was about to become oblivion once again. He prayed this would be enough to settle the debt, but he knew it never would be. Aksor opened up his arms like for a hug, welcoming the oblivion set before him. Aksor spoke again with the smile plastered over his face, "...Come on. Show me will you not?" Aksor made a subtle movement, turning out to be above Vi-poi yet with a grand plan. The horrors kept on strengthening and gnawing on Realigner Red, trying to change what he saw in the horrors of absolution.
(Su1 Nervous Wreck used again)
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