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Post by Lord Xylo on Oct 10, 2015 5:18:09 GMT
Before the duo took off to study the city further, Alaistair addressed a group of shady Saiyans who had apparently been following the demon. A task-force appointed by the royal guard, perhaps? If he was being watched, there was a good chance that meant Alaistair wasn't showing off all of his power; either that, or he had done some nasty things in the past. Regardless of which it was, it proved to Xylo that Alaistair was someone dangerous, which was a good thing to be when plotting to take over an entire empire.
Alaistair suggested they follow the boy from earlier, to which Xylo agreed with a simple nod. It wasn't the most interesting person to follow, but they'd have to start simple if they wanted to get anywhere.
The duo landed on a building not too far from where they had been floating. Before they could begin their surveillance however, it seemed something had begun to bother the demon. He let out a greeting while looking skywards, seemingly waiting for a response from the heavens. Just what the hell was going on here? Was he suddenly going mad? Whatever the problem was, Xylo would have to figure it out.
The Namekian moved a bit closer to the suited fellow, a curious expression on his green face as he posed a question to the man. "Something wrong, Alaistair?" His question was answered with a 'no', though it was not spoken. Alaistair gripped his forehead in pain, seemingly afflicted with some psychic attack! Xylo became increasingly worried about the situation at hand, fearing that his partner in crime might fall prey to some ailment that he would have no way of fixing.
Xylo's fears were alleviated quite quickly however, as Alaistair recovered from his affliction soon enough. The demon stood upright, taking a deep breath to collect himself. Xylo did so as well, realizing that the commotion had worried him more than he needed to be. The proud namekian warrior began to chastise himself internally. "Damn fool! I barely know this warrior, why would I get so worried about him? Perhaps it's the few remnants of my good side that linger even after I banished it... Either that, or I'm afraid to lose the only ally I've had since I landed here. Whichever it is, I need to show less of that emotion, starting now."
He took a few steps back from Alaistair, standing near the edge of the building the two were standing on. The Namekian peered down towards the alleyway, searching for the young boy they saw come this way earlier. As luck would have it, he caught a glimpse of the child turning a corner!
"Looks like the little runt is on the move. We don't want to lose him; let's go!"
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Post by Alaistair on Oct 12, 2015 2:11:57 GMT
"Nothing," Alaistair grunted, taking his scouter off his face. He had a feeling he was gonna need to do something a bit drastic with his power to take care of the issue in his head. Xylo mentioned seeing the kid, which had Alaistair react by tossing the Namekian his scouter. The devil told him, "I've got a little something to take care of for a moment. Go on ahead of me," Alaistair paused verbally, transmitting his thoughts to the Namekian's head, "I'll catch up. There's an issue I need to take care of. Just tell me where you are and I'll come following suit."Alaistair hopped a few rooftops away from Xylo, before jumping down into the street and heading into an alleyway. He needed to be in a private place. Though, he was no doubt bound to be followed by the spies on the ground. That wasn't going to be a problem. Judging by their power, they weren't remotely close to his power. Rapid footsteps, and a loud ruckus from the street reached Alaistair's ears quickly. "Oh, so they move quickly, hmm? Probably hiding their power... Something I should've expected. But, let's see if they can keep up!"The devil's foot tapped lightly on the ground, as his power dropped drastically. Yet, his speed suddenly picked up, an image of himself appearing to have darted to the right down an incoming street! The group of four quickly sprinted out, seeing the image fade away. One of them cursed, mentioning something about their scouters being useless at this point and to just simply find him! Alaistair, meanwhile, had made himself comfy in an abandoned complex overlooking the street on the third floor in an empty room. He was looking at the street below. The group scattered across four different ways, trying to figure out where he went! No one appeared to have come towards the building and he could easily hide in there for the time being. He took a breath in and crossed his legs, releasing it softly, as to not attract attention. Palms resting on top of one another in his laps, he closed his eyes and focused on his mind. He was going to enter the dreamscape of his mind, to figure out how deep this mark had gone and get the matter taken care of. ( Lord Xylo, letting you have this round to post before I go deep in.)
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Post by Lord Xylo on Oct 12, 2015 4:48:36 GMT
Xylo turned, nodding to the Demon before he was tossed the scouter. The Green-skinned warrior grasped the mechanical Power Reading Device in his four-digit hand, looking at it curiously. He'd never needed to use one in his life, seeing as he had learned to sense Ki naturally at a young age, but he had used one as a more cosmetic item when he was on Namek. Soon after equipping the device to his ear, he heard Alaistair speak to his mind. This didn't surprise him much, as the Namekian's father had the ability to do the same thing. "Understood, Alaistair. I'll keep a close eye on the young-ling; maybe he'll lead us to something interesting..."
Alaistair took off, leaping from rooftop to rooftop as he sped off to wherever it was he decided he was heading. Xylo noticed the task-force assigned to Alaistair had gone on the move as well, but Xylo was certain the demon could handle himself. With his compatriot off on his own errand, Xylo was left to his own devices. He wasted no time in tracking the young Saiyan boy, using his natural Ki Sensing ability rather than the Scouter he was provided.
It took little time to re-acquire the boys location. He had only moved a short distance while Xylo hadn't been looking; most likely because the boy was avoiding guard patrols, or perhaps he was snatching purses on the way home? Regardless, Xylo caught up with the child, watching from the rooftops just above him. It wasn't hard to keep a bead on the child at all. He stood out like a sore thumb in this area, mostly because his Ki was a bit stronger than the average civilian in the slum-like district. Whether this was simply because he was a Saiyan or because he was something special was yet to be uncovered, but for now he'd keep at a distance so as to not alert the boy to his presence.
The boy continued on his way, passing through a fairly large bazaar that was filled with aliens of all kinds. As he passed by stands, he would quickly snatch an item here or there, never once getting noticed by the owner of the stand. It was quite interesting that the boy was so swift, as not many children were without honing their skills. Perhaps the child was more powerful than he let show?
Soon enough, the boy exited the bazaar, heading for a small house near the edge of town. As he neared the house, he'd check his surroundings carefully, looking in all directions before stepping inside. With the boy inside his home, Xylo decided a closer look was in order. He hopped off the roof he stood upon, landing softly on the ground below. He slowly waltzed towards the house the boy resided in, stopping in an alleyway near the home. He wouldn't need to get too close; after all, the heightened hearing his Namekian hearing provided would allow him to eavesdrop without fear of being caught.
The boy sighed as he entered his home, dropping his small sack of goodies on the wooden table in the middle of his house before laying on his small, but nonetheless cozy, bed. He ran a hand through the Mohawk on his head, wondering when his mother would return home, if ever. She had been doing odd jobs for as long as the boy could remember; be it a bouncer in a bar, a mercenary on the lookout for criminals, or even just as a janitor in the medical ward. She did it all because they were poor, as were most in the slums.
"If only I could make a living for myself... Maybe then I can go out there and fight anyone I want! Fighting with the galaxy's greatest fighters... Yeah... That'd be nice..." The boy certainly had large aspirations for himself. Though it wasn't exactly what Alaistair had predicted, it was still a dream that could be made a reality with the right type of deal-making. The boys tail began to wag back and forth enthusiastically as he drifted off to sleep.
There was a few minutes of calm snoring from the boy, leaving Xylo to wonder if it was wise to wait around any longer. Soon enough however, the boys mother came trudging down the street, a look of exhaustion on her face. It was clear she had just gotten through some truly painful work, though of what kind Xylo was not sure. The woman pushed the door open, letting out a defeated sounding sigh as she closed it shut behind her.
"Cuco, I'm h-- Oh... Nevermind." The girl sighed once more, moving quietly over to her sons miniature bed and patting him on the head. It was strange to see such a loving mother of the Saiyan variety, though perhaps this particular Saiyan wasn't the average bloodthirsty warrior like most. She seemed to just be a citizen trying her best to not lose her house.
"Interesting indeed," Xylo thought to himself. "Not exactly the most exhilarating start to an uprising in the works, but interesting nonetheless..."
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Post by Alaistair on Oct 12, 2015 7:59:53 GMT
(The following takes place in Alaistair's mind.)
The air became still to Alaistair, as time felt as though it crept to nothing. The Devil felt himself able to stand, which he would do. Things looked like blurred images, like someone had slowed a video playing and you could see the faint images of yourself following infinitely into your current form. His body, as well as the room seemed to develop a dull grey color. It told him he had entered his meditative state. How long he had was going to be uncertain. First, though, it was a matter of finding out where this piece had been.
The scenery and his body melted away, leaving behind pale white and the form he had currently taken, dark mass of what he was. From his arms, he could see large chunks of the halo all over himself. Some of them seemed to have been fading away on their own, at a very sluggish pace. They were flickering and trying to grab at them caused nothing but the dark mass he was made of in this spiritual plane to be grabbed and regenerate. The fragments hurt to touch and they appeared to not move either... Was Alaistair going to have to do a lot for this?
"Strange... How am I to remove these-"[/color]
"I can arrange that..."
"That voice... You?!"
Some of the mass surrounding him formed its own form, making itself into that dreaded clown Alaistair despised, yet was thankful to. He lunged forward with a fist, but he seemed to quickly become over powered, levitating a mere inch away from the clown's extended hand! Its face was shrouded, but there appeared moments when Alaistair could see its face. It was serious, and oddly, different in appearance than when Alaistair saw it. Its eyes were blue, rather than their red exterior, with white skin having a red appearance. It was toned, clothless rather than in its jester-like abode.
"Is that any way to treat your real, natural self? Tch tch tch."
It proceeded to lift Alaistair up with an unseen force and slam him on the white surround them. It moved towards the gasping Devil and knelt down, whispering, "All I said was, 'I could arrange that,' you twit! It's time I knocked some sense back into you. Especially with that-"
It proceeded to flick something on Alaistair's head that the devil could hear ring like a bell, "-stupid little thing in your head. You and I are bonded together, forevermore, and at this point, you need to recall that. You maybe a demon, but you are retaining your original nature. This, unfortunately, has been getting imprinted on the mark that I left on you those many centuries ago. At this point, I'm seeing your mind and I can tell you that it is utterly FOOLISH to carry about you current way to conquest..."
(Alright, your turn!)
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Post by Lord Xylo on Oct 12, 2015 9:41:15 GMT
The spying continued, though it was definitely not the most revealing. The mother and her son were simply resting in their house; the mother was enjoying some type of soup, while Cuco, the little boy, was sleeping. The house was silent for a while, which left Xylo with little to do. He could chase after Alaistair, but there wouldn't be much point; for some reason, Alaistair suppressed his true power, meaning the Namekian would be hard-pressed to find him even with his Ki Sensing ability.
"Work for the Queen I get stuck on Vegeta; work with Alaistair I get a boring job... When am I gonna get something interesting to do..."
With little to do but wait, Xylo decided to simply meditate. He had tried it a few times and found it relaxing, so doing it now might help alleviate his grievances. He sat down on the rocky terrain, his eyes closing as he began to relax.
Within the building, the young Saiyan boy began to stir. He usually never slept long due to his rough-and-tumble attitude, but tonight's rest was extremely short-lived. His blurry vision slowly focused itself as he noticed his mother scarfing down a bowl of liquid heaven. The boy leaped out of bed and onto his mothers shoulders, eager to get a taste of the soup in the wooden bowl.
"H-hey! Get off me you little twerp!" The mother struggled to try and grab at the boy, but to no avail. He giggled at her failed attempts as he crawled onto her head. "You can't eat Carn's soup without me knowing! It's delicious smell would wake up any hungry boy! Now. Gimme. That. SOUP!" The two struggled for a bit more, spilling soup here and there as they fought over the bowl.
At the end of it all, the bowl had emptied its contents on the floor, leaving both Saiyans disappointed. The young boy crawled off his mother, grabbing a small cloth and wiping some of the liquid off of his face. After cleaning his own face, he offered the cloth to his mother, but she refused it.
"You've got some good speed on you, Cuco. Where'd you learn that from? I don't remember having the money to enroll you in the Saiyan Academy."
Cuco laughed, responding by emptying out his small bag of goods. "I'm self-trained, mama."
The mother's eyes lit up as she saw the baubles clink onto the table. Her child had stolen so many different things, and all of them looked shiny! "Not bad kid! We might be able to pay for this months rent if we pawn these off!" She grabbed a strange jewel, bringing it close to her eye and looking through it. "Hmm... I wonder how much this'll go for... Where'd you snatch it from anyways?"
Cuco shrugged, unsure of which stand he had taken it from. With his short stature, it wasn't like he could see much difference anyways. "I dunno, swiped it off one of the stands at the bazaar... I think anyways."
The mother turned to her son, a curious brow raised at him. "You don't know? Well, let's hope the guards didn't catch you swiping this stuff." She rummaged through the pile, finding that with all the jewels her son had also swiped an old-model scouter. She put it on her ear and tested it out quickly. She smiled as it thrummed to life, picking up the Power Levels of nearby fighters.
Though the inside of the house was merry, the outside wasn't. Xylo huffed angrily, floating above the ground a bit as he complained. "Is that demon almost done yet? I'm starting to think he's ditched me..." Mighty as he was, Xylo wasn't known for his patience. Should Alaistair take too much time, he might go looking for him...
(Best I could do... Your go!)
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Post by Alaistair on Oct 12, 2015 21:11:24 GMT
"What do you mean this is a foolish way to carry my objective out, and what the hell are you flicking on me," Alaistair questioned, unable to look up at the clown. The clown lifted his head up, and his head up alone. The clown dangled Alaistair's head in front him from what Alaistair assumed was his ear, yet he didn't seem to feel it. What the heck was he grabbing?! "It seems as though this shard's hitting more than just the part of your brain that your telepathic section. It seems to be hitting the section of how you perceive reality. For one, you are extremely tired, aren't you," the clown asked, tossing Alaistair's head around like a baton! Alaistair shouted, "I'm not perceiving reality any differently than I did before! What makes you think that I-"[/color] The clown caught him by his cheeks and glared into his eyes, as he interrupted, "You're talking revolution with a people whom have been a warrior culture for a very long time, trying to change them rather than simply destroying them. They've killed millions and you're talking about trying to lead them... How mad does that sound to you?!"The devil tried to answer, but he couldn't come up with a answer. The clown nodded and put the head back on Alaistair's body. The devil could feel his body be free again and stood on his feet. The figment before him 'dusted' him off, uttering, "Now you're thinking on your feet again... Allow me to crack some of that out of ya.""Crack some of wha-[/font] "AAAAAAAAH!"The devil felt something crack on his head, sending a great deal of pain through his body! That clown shattered something on him and it immediately shot him out of his meditative state! Alaistair looked around, stopping immediately at one thing in the room: The clown, in his jester's garbs and smiling once more. It waved at him, holding a shiney fragment of something that he'd seen in his mind. "We back to reality yet? That Namekian is waiting for you," it teased in its high pitched voice. "Damn bastard... That's another thing I'd have to thank you for, isn't it?""Indeed it is, but off with you now!"The clown vanished in a puff of smoke, Alaistair shaking his head as he stood up. The pain in his quickly subsided, but the Devil felt as though there was more... Clarity? His mind felt much more open, as thoughts and ideas long past filled his mind! Why was he trying to lead this saiyans? They were blood thirsty and as sneaky as the Arcosians! "Damn it, I messed up...!"As he stood there, condoning his own foolishness, he felt as though he could pick up the message fully! It was a message from that man called Bing, from the Gizard Wastes all those months ago! He was having some sort of gathering of warriors, to meet the incoming invasion. The devil couldn't help but smile, as he thought, "Ah... This would indeed be the perfect to strike! No doubt, their forces will be squandered from their invasion!"[/color] "Xylo, leave that family be... I'm coming to realize this is a foolish goose chase. In a week, I'm thinking it'll be time to usurp this place from the saiyans, wouldn't you agree?"(Galactic Telepathy unlocked! Thread isn't close to over, though...
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Post by Lord Xylo on Oct 13, 2015 4:59:50 GMT
"Okay, now check mine again!" The mother laughed as she spoke, handing her scouter over to her son who happily obliged. The scouter blooped a few times before displaying the woman's Power Level. Cuco's eyes widened in surprise, letting out a yell of excitement as he read his mothers Power Level. "Wowza! Mama, you've got 1,000 Power Level without your weighted battle armor on! You could probably beat up the Queen with that armor off!" His mother laughed at him, dismissing the praise with a wave of her hand. "Oh come now! The Queen's much stronger than me. Last time her Power Level was recorded it passed well over Two-hundred-thousand!" Cuco let out a surprised sounding gasp, nearly falling off his bed as he let the info sink in. "Two-hundred-thousand?! I didn't even know you could count that high!"
The mother nodded to her son as she stood up from the chair, walking over to the pantry and grabbing a strange-looking bottle from inside. She took a swig of the liquid, letting out a relieved sigh as she finished drinking. "Yup, she's pretty strong! She's even proved the myth of the Super Saiyan Legend to be true! The gold hair and the power boost... Man, it's a thing to behold." She looked up at the ceiling, seemingly lost in fantasy at the thought of being a Super Saiyan herself. She imagined her long mane spiking upwards as she kicked her landlord in the face. A smile grew on her lips as she chuckled.
Cuco shuffled in bed, laying his head on his rather old pillow. He let out a weary sigh as he began to drift into sleep again. "Man, Super Saiyans... Maybe I'll be one someday..." His obnoxious snores began to fill the house, inciting another chuckle from his mother. She moved over to her son's bed, pulling the blanket further over his miniature body. "Heh, you a Super Saiyan... That'll be the day... Good night Cuco." With her son neatly tucked and sleeping, the mother went upstairs to her own bed.
Xylo himself had fallen asleep as well. Waiting for the demon to return had become incredibly taxing on his patience, but rather than letting his anger fuel his search for Alaistair, he instead decided to doze off. His snores became overbearingly loud until eventually he was awoken by Alaistair speaking into his mind. He didn't reveal to his compatriot that he was sleeping, but it quite possibly could have been obvious.
"Sounds like a perfect time to strike, Alaistair! I'm on my way to your location now."
The Namekian stood up, groaning from the lack of muscle movement that had occurred. He quickly took flight, leaving a trail of indigo Ki in his wake as he sped towards Alaistair's Ki Signature. It would only be a few moments until he found his way to the demon, landing near him with a curious look on his face. He the scouter back to Alaistair as he spoke.
"I assume you finished whatever errand you had to run? What took you so long anyways?"
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Post by Alaistair on Oct 13, 2015 7:28:11 GMT
"It was a need to pop out an unwanted part of me. Whatever the thing was that I picked up seemed to sting my head. Meditating it allowed me to cleanse the feeling and figure out what was being transmitted,"[/color] Alaistair explained, raising his power back up to normal to direct the spies back to themselves during it, "Let's just say that the my head's feeling a LOT better now and the message was reinforcing that idea to strike... But I could go for a little brawl before getting some rest and planning out a better way to get to conquering this place. What say you to that?"
Whether Xylo was up for it or not, Alaistair's increase in power to full was bringing the group back to the building. Alaistair made his way back outside, falling rapidly on the ground and cracking his neck a couple of times. He looked up and shouted to Xylo, "I think we first need to get an idea on what the two of us can do, wouldn't you say, and these people seem more than willing to-"
"You can shut your trap, ya damn red skinned lizard! After what you did to my boys back a couple months ago, I've been reeling to find a moment to hunt you down and kick your ass personally," one elder saiyan shouted! He was tall and stocky, and bared a bit of resemblance to the two boys Alaistair chucked out of his place. The devil didn't expect the people following them to be related to the two vagabonds!
The devil couldn't help but point and laugh, heaving over at the thought! He ushered out insultingly, "Wait wait wait! You're the father of those two?! Hah ah hah hah! Man, did they spawn from a disgusting dog! Look at you! You've got a gigantic face and the tiniest eyes and largest lips I've ever seen! It's like your face got hit by a damn space pod and didn't try to eat a Senzu Bean or get healed in a tank. Here, I thought it was going to be someone that Kaula and Natto had to spy on us, but damn, this is rich!"
Something had been triggered in Alaistair, since the removal of the fragment. It was like part of his personality got released from its cage and was letting loose! It had been unbridled amusement the Devil as feeling. Not at whom was following them, but at a different thought altogether: That the father of those two workers had the gall to hunt Alaistair down, despite his revealed power! True the man felt decently stronger than Alaistair was currently, but the devil wasn't exactly flaunting his strength off just yet.
"Hey! Xylo, whom do you want? This ugly prick right here or the others? I really don't care which you take, but this I just need a moment to enjoy this," the devil jested away! The group seemed to be getting rustled, all but the old man brandishing flimsy-looking weapons from a bygone age.
The elderly saiyan charged in, hands outstretched to tackle Alaistair, as he shouted, "I'll kill you, you little shit!"
It was a bit unexpected for Alaistair, who was heaving laughter away! The saiyan slammed him into a staircase going up into the building, knocking the wind out this hyena! He boasted, "Disrespect an elite, will you?! They used to call me the Skull Berserker ten years ago, and anyone with a damn brain would know to not slander my gorgeous face! Now my men and I are going to tell you the reason for that..!"
(Alright, quick synopsis. Old man has 65,000 power level, with a total 4 others [description up to you] at a power level of 25,000 each.)
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Post by Lord Xylo on Oct 13, 2015 8:29:54 GMT
"I see... Well, now that that's all cleared up I suppose we can get to planning our attack."
It seemed however, that Alaistair had other plans. He wanted to test their strength first, see how ready they were for the coming usurping of the throne. Xylo grinned, cracking his knuckles at the prospect of a fight. "Sounds like an excellent plan to me! Where do we get ourselves a worthy opponent?" Alastair responded by letting loose his full power once more, most likely alerting those spies from earlier to come to this location. The demon stepped outside, with Xylo following closely behind. The red-skinned deal-maker began to speak, but was interrupted by a disfigured old Saiyan. His disgruntled attitude made it seem as though he'd seen a lot of years on the battlefield, and his power was quite formidable. While Alaistair might be able to deal with the threat quite easily, Xylo would find himself hard-pressed to defeat him all on his lonesome.
Luckily, however, it seemed the old warrior was hard-set on fighting Alaistair, leaving his four lackeys to Xylo. They were powerful, and combined they'd prove to be a definite threat; but he was a tactician! He'd need to deal with them with his brains more than his brawn.
The demon began taunting the elder Saiyan, inciting an annoyed look from the lackeys. They brandished weaponry, all of which seemed vastly outdated. Rust covered each blade, along with chips in the metal. Xylo chuckled, but it seemed Alaistair was enjoying this more than he was. He was nearly in tears from laughter, leaving him open to attacks. The demon posed a question, to which Xylo responded with a grin. "I'll take the four of them. Should be easy, unless they've got some hidden power... But I doubt they've got the brain power to be able to figure out how to suppress their power."
One of the Saiyans grunted, his eyes like piercing daggers as he turned to Xylo. His bald head was surprisingly shiny for how grimy his armor looked, an odd contrast to his three hairy brothers.
Suddenly, the elder charged! He rammed Alaistair into the building, crashing through the wall and separating the two!
The four Saiyans looked shocked, one of them rushed to help his father, but was interrupted by a kick to the chin. The Saiyan was sent flying, slamming into a nearby wall and denting it heavily. The other three warriors turned, surprised to see Xylo standing in front of the hole made by the old Saiyan.
"So, who's first? I hope you aren't afraid to face me solo."
The Namekian shed his cloak dramatically, tossing it towards one of the three left standing. The weighted cape smashed into his portly chest, knocking the wind out of him and sending him crashing to the ground. He huffed painfully, trying to remove the weight from his chest as best he could. The bald Saiyan stepped forward, a scimitar-like blade raised and at the ready. Xylo chuckled, looking over the weapon with interest. "So, you're a sword-fighter? My father used to train me in the art of blades, I wonder if my skills have rusted over like your blade..."
He raised his left hand and an orange light began to emit from it. Shortly after, the light dispersed, revealing a brand-new sword had been created magically! The Namekian gripped it tightly by the hilt, pointing it at his soon-to-be foe.
"Time to test your steel!"
The Namekian dashed forwards, steel clashing with steel...
Weight Removed! Current PL: 37,157! Temporarily incapacitated 2 of 4 Saiyans! Used [SU] Magic Materialization to create a sword! Engaged in sword combat with Saiyan NPC
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Post by Alaistair on Oct 14, 2015 0:47:04 GMT
"Hah hah hah hah hah..! That was cute, youngster."
The Devil stood up, raising his arms as he rolled his shoulders. Dust fell off the Devil's head in front of his gleeful exterior. He took his sword to the side, tail slithering around the ground reflecting his excitement. He raised both hands, open palmed, and bent his spread legs. He waved for the man to come, exclaiming, "Bet you can't do that again!"
His disfigured opponent laughed, with his right hand raised to his chest and his left lowered to his left forward knee. He told him, "Seems I knocked some sense outta ya, guppie! I'll make sure you're going to be alive and awake when my family feeds on your disfigured body!"
The man rapidly stepped forward, sending a quick left handed jab at Alaistair! The devil batted the attack away with his own left hand and followed up with a quick forward moving back handed strike from his left hand that was soon followed up with his right hand impeding into his opponent's chest. However, these attacks were both quickly blocked as the old man stepped in with a head bash. The devil bent backwards, to mitigate the head bash coming in at him! He was going to toy with this man and figure out the extent to which he'd have to train to take over this planet.
Connection was met. Alaistair got sent flat into the building's base! Yet, Skull Berserker was not done. His hands begun to glow red, filling a massive amount of energy! Alaistair proceeded to leave behind an after image, as he quickly made his way outside the building, sword quickly picked up along the way. The level of power in the attack was going to wreck the entire street they were on!
"Xylo, move out of the area as fast as you can! We need to get to the outskirts of the district!"
(Alaistair engaging head NPC. After a quick few jabs, Skull Berserker using UP2 attack, upon which Alaistair is getting away from, whilst warning Xylo to move away from as well via telepathy.)
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Post by Lord Xylo on Oct 14, 2015 11:59:37 GMT
The sounds of clashing steel rang through the streets as Xylo dueled with his Saiyan opponent. It was clear from the very start that this warrior was unskilled in the art of swordplay, merely keeping the blade on him for intimidation. The bald Saiyan began to sweat profusely, his fear apparent on his face as each swing from Xylo came closer and closer to landing somewhere deadly. Though they were somewhat close in power, Xylo's vastly superior combat knowledge was able to keep him from taking a single scratch in this one-on-one bout.
The bald Saiyan darted his eyes away for a moment, glancing at his still-standing compatriot who was simply watching. "Eurgh!-- Cabit, stop standing there and help me kill this weakling!" The bald Saiyan's shout for assistance seemed to get the lanky warrior's attention. He nodded, brandishing a mace-like weapon from a sheath on his back. "Don't worry Caro, I'll kill this green-skinned bastard in no-time flat!"
Cabit charged, letting out a furious roar as he advanced on Xylo. The Namekian acted quickly, extending a foot towards Caro to knock him away. The kick impacted on Caro, but he was able to defend by crossing his arms in front of himself. His large feet slid backwards from the force, kicking up dirt and giving Xylo some needed distance.
The Mazoku Warrior brought his sword above his head, catching the mace that was being swung from overhead. The weight of his opponent's weapon was hefty, but nothing he couldn't handle. He let out a grunt as he pushed the mace away, sending Cabit fumbling backwards similarly to his companion.
Xylo quickly shifted his head, giving both standing warriors an excited look. It had been a very long time since Xylo had a real challenge, and it was exhilarating! "Heh, I'm surprised that you've made me work up such a sweat! I have to say I'm impressed." Caro spit on the ground in response, wiping a bit of blood from his cheek as he returned the compliment. "Same for you, Namekian. I've never seen one of you green-skins fight like a Saiyan!"
It seemed the two other warriors were finally getting to their feet, making the fight a 4-on-1 once again. Xylo quickly ran through his options, trying to devise a plan of attack that would allow him to deal with four equal warriors. It seemed, however, that Alaistair gave him an out. The demonic deal-maker spoke into Xylo's mind, warning him of a soon-to-burst attack! The Namekian could sense the building power, which worried him.
"Hmph, I'll get moving then."
Xylo took to the skies, prompting his four assailants to do the same. They came at him quick, but Xylo had the high ground -or rather, air.
He extended all four of his limbs, all but one taking their respective targets by surprise. The trio that was hit plummeted back to the hard ground, cracking it heavily as they impacted. The warrior who had dodged, Cuco, took this opportunity to get in a critical blow. He raised his blade high, letting out a furious yell as he swung it down. His sword cleaved straight through Xylo's right arm, severing the extended limb at the forearm! The Namekian let out a pain-filled howl, retracting his limbs quickly as he glared towards Caro.
Suddenly, a massive explosion rocked the area! Whatever attack the Saiyan leader had used finally went off, sending a massive explosion in all directions. The trio on the ground were engulfed by the blast, most likely vaporized due to being so close to the detonation zone. While Xylo was down 3 opponents, he was also missing an arm. Regenerating it would take too much time, meaning he'd have to go without the appendage for a small time.
Xylo moved towards the outskirts as quickly as he could, with Cuco following him closely...
Lost an arm, but it's okay because I'm a Namekian! Moving towards the outskirts, trying to regroup with Alaistair in the process. (if the attack was supposed to go off later lemme know, I'll edit my post.)
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Post by Alaistair on Oct 14, 2015 22:14:29 GMT
Alaistair was seen waiting in the sky, sword drawn and a scowl formed on his face. Alaistair nodded to Xylo and shouted down below, "You're far too destructive, you maniac! You even destroyed some of your buddies!"
The saiyan stood up, hands on his hips as he looked around the crater he made. The Berserker muttered, "Mm... Destroyed... Right... Oh well. I'll just have to make do with what I have..."
The sensation of the 4 others quickly would enter Xylo and Alaistair's minds, as they each struck from two different directions on the two foreigners! The two going at Alaistair proceeded to pin him by his arm and leg, twisting the limbs in a way that would threaten to break the limbs if he struggled anymore than he did. It was a painful maneuver and the Berserker quickly came up and slammed Alaistair downwards with a hammer blow to his exposed gut. The devil yelped, as the two saiyans pulled tighter to keep him there!
"Going to nicely tenderize that meat before we take you on back Zuchin, ya scaleless worm! This is what you get for messing with the mightiest race in the universe!"
Skull Berserker proceeded to pound Alaistair several times more, blood spitting out of the Devil's mouth! As he felt his life draining out of him with each consecutive punch, the devil found himself entering his dreamscape mind once more, but on impulse to not directly experience the pain. However, rather than the white plane he was in before, Alaistair seemed to have stepped into a full on Hell-scape, bones and muscles stretching up and around the landscape of his mind.
The devil shook himself awake and, triggered by his rage, proceeded to unleash a large wave of energy that shook the three away! His power skyrocketed to triple of what it had been before, as the devil roared, "I've had enough of this game!"
(ALright, so I'm thinking on wrapping this up in the next 2 posts. Sound good?)
(Alaistair is now using his Demonic Will and is at 151,920 power level!)
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Post by Lord Xylo on Oct 15, 2015 22:07:45 GMT
Xylo came to a stop near Alaistair, his wound still seeping blood as he floated near his ally. The demon and his aged Saiyan foe talked for a moment as Xylo gathered his Ki, focusing it on the missing arm he so dearly needed. After a few moments of focus, he let out a furious roar as a brand new arm sprouted from his stump! He panted heavily for a moment, inspecting his regenerated limb carefully as he regained his strength.
"Seems I underestimated one of them... The others have been slain however, they were caught in the blast your friend made..."
Soon after saying this however, his senses picked up on three familiar Ki signatures not far from here! They were closing in fast, and two of them were headed straight for Alaistair! Xylo was about to move in to intercept, but was stopped by the other two Saiyan lackies!
Caro and Cabit appeared in front of Xylo, both of them covered in a Ki aura. Xylo sneered, dropping his materialized weapon to the floor far below.
"Screw the swords! Let's fight like real warriors, with our fists!"
The two Saiyans seemed to be onboard with this idea, as they too dropped their weapons. "Fine by me. I hate swords anyways."
The duo dashed towards Xylo, both looking to deal some serious damage! They threw out punches in unison, but Xylo used his slightly superior speed to his advantage. He couldn't retaliate very often, but dodging was just as tiring for them as it was for him.
The three of them battled for a short while, until an explosion of Ki rocked the sky! Xylo looked on in amazement as he felt Alaistair's true power reveal itself! The two Saiyans were just as amazed if not more, staring slack-jawed at the demon they were supposed to ambush.
Xylo took this as an opportunity! With his opponents in awe, Xylo was free to do whatever he wanted. With the cover of Alaistair's extreme power, The Namekian placed his right hand on his left forearm as he began charging his signature skill...
(Sounds fine to me. Rap up when ready!)
(Attempting to learn [MP3] Super Demon Wave! Will do so in next post)
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Post by Alaistair on Oct 17, 2015 9:27:01 GMT
"Damn it," cursed the Berserker, "Get grip on him aga-"
Alaistair had sped into the ugly Brute, smashing him into the one of the others.
"You are now going to be the sole example of what it means to oppose me, you fool!"
Alaistair shouted this, as he shot a couple of ki blasts at one of the two that grabbed him. The amount of power behind the attacks, though it was breadth of motion from Alaistair, impacted into him with enough force to treat it as a fll powered attack of his own! The old saiyan careened into the district below, cratering into the Bazaar. His spirit waned greatly, but it was not snuffed.
"Paprica," the Berserker cried out, having regained his balance with his compatriot! He and his partner charged angrily at Alaistair, who proceeded to charge headlong into them, arms outstretched to clothesline the two. The Berserker narrowly dodged the attack, but his partner quickly fell victim to the attack and found himself spinning towards Xylo. Alaistair turned back around and quickly fired another ki blast at the spinning veteran. This, too, connected and knocked out his foe quickly.
"I was going to have fun with this, but then I remembered what Hell was like and that is a place I am NOT looking forward to going back to," Alaistair growled, turning toward Skull Berserker with wrathful anger in his eyes, "Not to mention, you have made me send up a damn signal flare to whomever is on this planet or even beyond! Now, I don't have much time to prepare myself and I am absolutely livid!"
"I don't know what that's about, but it sounds to me that's what you get for being a lily livered, Brenchian freak," the brute expressed, closing the gap quickly as he sent a powerful punch at Alaistair's face. The Devil, though, proceeded to outstretch his arm and halt the strike in place through his own sheer strength! In the flash of an eye, ALaistair then swiftly grabbed at a pressure point in the man's wrist and pulled it downwards. A shriek of pain shot out from the man, as Alaistair grabbed man's neck and brought him in, releasing the pressure point and proceeding to bash the man's chest in!
Alaistair growled, "I am not someone to be trifled with, you ungrateful ape!"
The wind smacked out of him, Skull Berserker went limp. Alaistair released his grip, but not before proceeding to slam 2 orange ki orbs together and firing a Devil Wave into the man, forcing him into the crater the Berserker created! The impact caused the man to go into the sewer beneath the street and caused a lot of collateral damage. The Devil then proceeded to shout out, "You will remember who the hell we are and you will not stand in our way again! Be glad you are alive now... Xylo, are done there," Alaistair proceeded to ask, anticipating the Mazoku leader to be completed with his own battle.
"I will be preparing for the coming days approaching and will be needing some rest. In the meantime, I will need you to be searching for recruits to take over this planet. Is this understood?"
The Devil would listen to the Namekian's answer, but whether he agreed or not, Alaistair proceeded to head back to the Cherry Valley Loft, to calm himself down for the next few days. This trip to meet these locals was starting to show that Alaistair needed to get the plans in motion.
(Alaistair is out. PL please, and consider Xylo to be part of the Devil's Knights faction!)
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Post by Lord Xylo on Oct 18, 2015 6:52:57 GMT
Xylo's energy flared wildly as the orb in his hand ballooned to incredible sizes. It seemed his attack was ready, and his opponents were still completely unaware! The Namekian let out a ferocious shout as he called out the name of his technique: "Super Demon Wave!" The two Saiyans turned their heads at Xylo, confusion quickly turning to shock as the wave of Ki raced towards them. With the amount of power packed into it, they had no possible way of avoiding the blast. The duo were vaporized instantly, leaving no trace that either of them had ever existed in the first place!
He grinned with satisfaction, but began to pant heavily. He'd wasted a lot of energy with that attack, and he was lucky that the two were so easily distracted. Xylo turned to Alaistair, who had also finished with his opponents. The Demon signaled that they were finished here, requesting that Xylo look for recruits while he recuperated.
The Namekian nodded, but was somewhat dreading having to recruit Saiyans of all people. It wouldn't be easy, but an uprising usually never was. "I'll get to work, Alaistair." The demonic deal-maker sped off, most likely making his way back to this "Cherry Valley" that he spoke of.
He supposed it'd be best to start somewhere remote. So, with a burst of speed, he flew towards the wastelands, hoping to find outcasts to start his rebellion with.
[EXIT THREAD]
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