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Post by Articho Reville on Sept 16, 2015 16:50:23 GMT
Articho grit his teeth as his feet sailed by Mayze, who had easily dodged his attack. It felt like a metaphorical punch to his pride. The Saiyan even turned his back on him afterwards, striking another blow into the hybrid's pride. He couldn't stand it. Mayze was treating him like he wasn't a threat at all. And, as of right now, the Super Saiyan was right. Articho couldn't do anything against Mayze at his current strength and the Saiyan completely outmatched everyone in the city. Any chance of beating him was a long shot and that made Articho angry. Angry that he couldn't do anything, angry that the Saiyans invaded in the first place, angry at Mayze for mocking him. Rage boiled deep his chest as he flipped in the air to recover.
Articho had floated above Mayze for a few moments before a giant hairy paw smashed into his back. He wasn't prepared for the blow and rocketed towards the ground. He smashed into it, cratering the street and was left looking up at the sky. He stayed lying down on the ground. A giant boot entered his vision and time slowed as Articho's mind thought back to a few days before.
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Articho sat in front of a campfire. He was in the clearing Ninjin had showed him at the very beginning. Of what was up to interpretation, as it was the beginning of many things, one being his goal to attain Super Saiyan. And here he was a few months later with nothing to show for it.
"Useless..." he had muttered to himself, tossing another branch onto the fire. It crackled and popped upon touching the flames and the bright flash of it caused illuminated the woman who was standing at the other side of the fire.
"Ninjin," he said, not looking up. "Please, sit if you'd like."
"Thank you," she replied curtly as she sat down. Silence filled the air, save the popping of the burning branches in the fire between them.
"What brings you by?" Articho asked after a few moments.
"I'm checking on your progress," the former Turtle Hermit answered. "The Saiyans are arriving soon. Have you achieved Super Saiyan yet?"
Articho didn't reply and only a low growl escaped his throat. Ninjin remained unfazed, studying him in the low light of the fire. The flames cast shadows across the young hybrid's face, giving his angry expression a malicious edge. An angry fire of his own shined through his blue eyes.
"Does that make you angry? Are you mad that the Saiyans are arriving and there is nothing you can do to stop it?" she said. Articho could tell she was goading him and it made him mad that it was working. He clenched his fists tighter, but again, said nothing. The hybrid stared at the woman across him and he could swear he saw the slightest smirk on her lips.
"Come here," she ordered, beckoning him to her side of the fire. Articho hesitated, but stood and walked around the fire. Ninjin stood up, brushed her legs off, and turned to face her former pupil. She looked him up and down in a quick glance before settling back into his face. There was a flicker of motion near Ninjin's right arm, then a sharp, stinging pain in his left cheek.
She had slapped him. Articho was stunned, partly out of shock, partly from the hit itself. He turned back to look at her and saw the meanest look he'd ever seen her make.
"Then do something about it!" Ninjin shouted. She jabbed a finger into his chest as she continued. "Everything you feel right now, memorize this pain. Remember the feeling of being unable to do anything, Articho. Every last ounce of it. That is how I felt watching Kojima die before my eyes. That is how I felt watching them beat my best friend who is still in the hospital to this day within an inch of her life. Now imagine what you would feel if your mother had also been brutalized before you. All of this: bottle it up and the next time you try to ascend uncork the bottle. Allow all of its pain to sting anew. Allow all of the sorrow and rage to burn like gasoline on an open fire. Let it drive you into what you want. It is what I have done."
Articho stared at her for a moment before nodding slowly. "Good," Ninjin said. "I expect to see you come by for tea when the invasion is finished. Understood?" The hybrid nodded again and Ninjin turned and disappeared into the darkness.
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Articho's attention returned to the present. The boot was growing nearer. The spark relit in his eyes. He wasn't going down here.
The hybrid placed his hands by his head and pushed off the ground. His feet connected with the Oozaru's, shattering the giant ape's bones. It roared in pain as the force knocked it away and into two of its brethren. Articho picked himself off of the ground, resting on his knees as he studied the situation around him. Mayze ignoring him and talking to the newly arrived Saiyan. The other members of his team dealing with the Oozaru in the city. Civilians running and screaming around as they tried to avoid death. And him, on the ground doing nothing.
I'm weak, useless, a fly amongst lions, he thought, his gaze returning to the ground. His fingers were digging into the dirt and his breathing was coming out heavily. If I had been stronger, Benetto would be alive. Gleciar would be alive. Kaula wouldn't be disgracing his memory by keeping his sword.
Images began flashing through his mind. Everyone he cared about, hurt or dying and him, unable to stop whatever was doing it. Rage began building in his chest. His fingers crushed the shattered concrete and his pupils dilated as anger began taking over his thoughts.
...uncork the bottle...
"I'm done!" he shouted, more to himself than anyone else. "I'm done being weak! I'm done with being unable to protect people!" Power began rolling off of Articho, causing the pebbles around him to lift off of the ground. His hair, tail, and eyes were flickering in their colors and a golden aura began to appear around him.
...allow the pain to sting anew...
His gaze went up to Mayze above him. A sneering Kaula flashed in his mind as he did. "I'm done with being insulted and cast aside like I mean nothing! I'll show you what I can do and you will regret the day you underestimated me!"
...burn like gasoline on an open fire...
Articho stood up straight, letting out a mighty roar as he did. A powerful golden aura appeared around him, his hair spiking up and turning gold and his eyes turning teal. He let all of his rage, all of his frustration, all of his sorrow explode out in one grand display of emotion.
After a few moments, Articho's yell had ended. He stood in the crater, glaring out at anything that looked towards him. A few Oozaru stared in shock at his transformation. Let them. At least they'll get to watch their leader go down hard.
...let it drive you into what you want...
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Articho has gone Super Saiyan! New PL: 1,113,970!
Waiting for people to notice and react.
KP: 3/3
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Post by Etoru on Sept 17, 2015 0:53:48 GMT
When Etoru commented about Bing, Mayze didn't seem to happy. In fact he wasn't happy at all for that matter. He was angry. Etoru saw the rage in his eyes and coward back in fear. He clenched his fists ready to take him on. He was going to comment on how he'd kill Bing if Bing far surpassed Mayze's power. Going to. Etoru stopped himself from saying it realizing how mad he got JUST BY MENTIONING BING. Just imagine what he would do if Etoru mentioned how strong Bing was and Mayze in fact could not defeat him. That's when Bing went to attack Luffa. Looks like his Ki blasts did the trick and Pieter landed the punch. "Nice!!!" Etoru said excitedly. Floating in the air and watching the rubble, something caught his eye. Luffa seemed...angry. Etoru froze in fear. He never been in a major battle. He was too scared! The name of Luffa's attack echoed through his brain and he was unable to move from fright. He began to whimper as the attack closed in. All of a sudden, Mr.Pieter jumped in front of it and yelled a similar attack name! Etoru stood behind the friendly Oozaru still petrified. Pieters blast was over taken Luffa's. This was incredible! "M-M-Mr.Pieter...!" Etoru said relieved he came to the rescue. He frowned. " "I...I'm too scared Mr.Pieter...!" Etoru clenched his fists angrily. He was afraid Pieter would make his judgement against Etoru and call him weak, or chicken. He saw Mimikku charge up an attack and saw Mayze take down Articho with ease. He didn't even know what was going on anymore. Then out of no where appeared YET ANOTHER SAYIAN. "N...no...we can't win! Wait huh?" It seemed that the new coming warrior seemed neutral and his only interest was fighting Mayze. Etoru blinked blankly. Was this guy crazy? Or was he holding back. As of right now, Pieter was the only one who could fight him and stand a chance. This guy was weaker than both Pieter and Articho! Etoru frowned. If that ball was destroyed it seemed Etoru was the best chance they had. Obviously they'd join forces together and fight but power wise? Etoru was the toughest warrior they had without that ball! It seemed Luffa wanted to destroy it too! But Mayze opposed to the idea, claiming they'd block any blast heading its way. Come to think of it, it really was giving us the advantage. Etoru felt something...odd...someone's power was fading...fast...no it couldn't be...it was. Etoru clenched his fists. "T-Tomoroko...!" he was angry at her from what Kaula told Etoru. But now he was feeling his sister die! Besides his uncle, she was the only family he had! "Hang on...please...you always told me stop being a brat....stop being a baby...I will Tomoroko! I'll be strong! Just promise me...you won't die..." Tears rolled down Etoru's face, but he quickly wiped them off with his forearm. Before he thought of a plan, Articho....turned into a super Sayian. His hair and tail glowed into a bright golden color! His power jumped! He did it! They actually have a chance! Etoru flew into the air beside Mimikku. "If we combine our attacks, we can win! I'm Etoru miss!" Etoru said with a determined grin. "With Articho as a super Sayian we have a chance! But combining our attacks, Articho and Pieter holding the two off along with that new guy, we can't lose!" Etoru closed his eyes to concentrate all his Ki. The uniform Bing gave him, very similar to Bings, was the attire Etoru was wearing. The only difference was the shoulder pads were more of a tank top instead of stretching out and he didn't have a black undershirt and red strap. His also didn't have the wrist bands Bing had. The ki pushed the gi around and finally he pushed his hands out in front of him and began to charge two yellow orbs. He was performing his signature move. The Shenkai Beam! Combined with Mimikkus attack, they can't lose! "But..." Etoru felt a little less confident now. He thought she wouldn't want to work with him if he admitted it but he believed that team trust was necessary. So she had to know. "I'm...afraid. If you don't wanna team with me t-that's okay..." Sure it was far fetched but Etoru's childish imagination was beating him. He stared at the battle that was to come. [MP3] Ultimate Shenkai Beam Charging: Next Turn. 769,792 PL (( Tomoroko))
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Post by Mimikku on Sept 17, 2015 16:13:53 GMT
Floating there she continued to charge her attack as the super saiyan turned and seemingly noticed her floating there charging an attack. As he moved forward she talked out loud enough that he might of heard her words. “I have seen the afterlife and it is a blessing compared to the chains you keep our people within. When we die almost all of the Kagami head to Heaven whilst your greatest warriors do nothing but rot within hell. If I am to die it will be as a free woman. One that will fight your so called legendary power.”
Her words would be cut off by the massive surge in power that permeated the air in a massive burst. Golden ki swirled about the area as it seemed yet another person attained the supposedly legendary state. Inside her mind she heard Lilith make some mention on how it seemed there was a bargain sale upon the legendary status all of a sudden. Having yet another person appear and stand before Mayze made Mimikku’s plan even better as she knew where the power ball was. Yet she knew that the Oozaru that was on their side was using its Blutz waves as well. So instead of firing off her blast she would keep her focus forward toward the Super Saiyan that led the forces that where slowly being beaten back.
Turning her head as a young man approached her from her side. Blinking as she knew that this boy could be more than ten years of age. Hearing him introduce himself she gave him a slight bow as she felt his own power coursing up through him. So she knew that the young man was more than capable of helping. Nodding toward him as she felt her own ki beginning to create a visible aura around her. “A pleasure young man. I am Mimikku and that is a good idea. So long as the others keep these massive powers at bay then we have an opportunity that we can exploit. Continue to charge your attack and if our team begins to lose then we will unleash the attacks. Just stay calm as battles like these are chaotic and unpredictable. Just be careful where and when we fire alright?”
Her words directed directly at Etoru showed the young man the respect those on the battlefield deserved to have given to them. Her attention would turn back to keeping an eye on the soon to be Super Saiyan fight directly in front of her. The emblem on her arm would be quite similar to the ones Etoru would know from his time around Bing so upon seeing that she hoped that he would know that was trustworthy to listen to and fight beside.
[KP 0/3 : No Recharge as continuing to charge previous attack.] [[ 227,268 PL, Attack is at 454,536 in power. Continuing the charge next round 681,804]]
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Prince Luffa
Archived
Transferred to Swees
PL: 85,110
False Super Saiyan(x6)
Zeni: 512
Tag: @luffa
Posts: 77
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Post by Prince Luffa on Sept 18, 2015 5:18:34 GMT
Luffa growled at Mayze’s words while his Icewolf Bite shot off towards Etoru. Retreat? Him? He was a Sovereign Prince of Vegeta! He’d die standing in his boots before he retre- Luffa’s red eyes went wide in shock. The other Oozaru had intercepted the strike with a Thunder Wolf Bite, a searing yellow beam colliding with the milky ice-blue of Luffa’s. Clouds of mist and frozen shards of ice splintered off in a chaotic fashion as the two waves collided, and for a moment it looked as if the freeze ray might do its job and turn the enemy’s attack into a giant icicle, but the Thunder Wolf Bite proved the stronger, more deadlier technique. Imp…Impossible! Luffa thought as his signature attack, which had never failed him in the past, whittled down to nothing. He tried to throw himself away from the arcing yellow beam of thunder but its energetic forks ensnared him in its raging grasp. “Nooooo!!!” Luffa howled in an anguished scream that popped nearby windows, throwing his arms up to protect himself as the bleedthrough ki washed over him.
The agony was intense, nothing he’d ever experienced in his life of constant soldiering. Massive thrums of golden lightning rode along the wave, and each one that collided with Luffa’s body shattered pieces of his emerald aegis and drove deep into his body like the lances of a spear. He could smell his own flesh and hair burning. He struggled for breath, but he was drowning in the huge pressure wave. His tears of pain hissed away as quickly as they formed, and he curled inward further, trying to protect his vital organs with his legs as well. The great bursts of ki inside the wave were breaking bone and tearing a way flesh. I’m going to die. This must be what my enemies feel… Luffa thought dumbly as he drifted on the boundaries of consciousness. He had the vague sensation of an arc in the wave snapping into his tail, popping it off, and then all was black.
He was in and out of consciousness as he slowly fell to the ground. He landed with a soft thump on a pile of office papers that had made its way onto the concrete. He’d lost his Great Ape form on the way down, his brown tail severed halfway down into a charred stump. Blood flowed in great rivers from his small body. He tried to speak, but only a gurgle of blood wretched up. His muscles were stiff with shock, and his black eyes were glazed and open wide. With a trembling hand, he slowly dragged a senzu bean from his tattered armor’s emergency slot, pressing it across the rugged concrete with a finger, moving it towards his mouth.
He was functioning on pure martial instinct now, the small part of his mind still working doing so by years of rigorous meditation and mental honing. All there was the bean and his singed fingertip, dragging inexorably closer. When his tongue pressed against the Senzu, he blinked slowly, and swallowed.
Power and alertness rushed back into him. He could feel his wounds sealing. A great fear and hate welled inside his belly. “Why… why you!” He stammered, pulling himself up from his own pool of blood. His tail was still cleanly burned in two. It appeared the Senzu did not work on those appendages. His armor had been blown to bits, and only small emerald fragments remained on the scorched and torn battle suit beneath. “Damn you!” He yelled, clenching a fist in righteous defiance. He looked up in wide-eyed awe at Articho as he assumed the Super Saiyan Form. “E-even the denizens of Dirt become Super Saiyan before me! ME!” All of his years of training, of torture, of killing, and some freeloading tailed human became a legend before him? And that ape that had bested him! How had his Wolf's Bite been superior to Luffa's own? Would his grave be so easily made by a bunch of filthy savages?!
“Fuck… THIS!!!” He shrieked, searing up into the sky in a piercing green aura.
“How is this possible?!?” Luffa demanded, a vein throbbing in his forehead as he stared wild-eyed from Articho to Pieter. He felt something snap deep inside of him, overtake him, a savage enthrallment to his own anger and loathing. A golden aura suddenly flared over the green, an auric blaze that, for the briefest heartbeat, made his hair sing gold. The aura flickered, battling with the green, before bursting into its own. “I’m… I’m a Super Elite! I’ll deep fry your atmosphere!! I’ll microwave this entire planet into a Hot Pocket!!!”
(Luffa is having an angsty Vegeta moment, courtesy of Pieter) (Luffa has lost his Oozaru form, and half of his tail, and popped a Senzu. Zenkai requested!) (Luffa has gone into an insane rage, and found his Saiyan Soul (x6)! PL is now 261,072 whatever it will be with Zenkai!) (Luffa charging Icewolf Bite once again...lol) (KP: 0/3)
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Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Sept 21, 2015 4:07:13 GMT
**NOTE: Zenkai Activation on Luffa! Have to grade this real quick! Will post afterwards!**
Luffa: Gains a massive amount of power level, putting you at 52,496 from 43,512! Your saiyan soul, which replaces your Oozaru for your destroyed tail, is at 314,976 power level, putting the Ice Wolf Bite at 207,884.16 power level (if we're getting right down to the decimal)!
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Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Sept 21, 2015 4:30:38 GMT
(Ok, getting to posting now! **NOTE: Posted prematurely. Just wait a few more hours to allow mayze to edit his post down below. Sorry about the confusion guys! ^.^')
The blast overcame the biting wolf! The namesake would see to its day on Pieter! The Hunter could feel the warrior's power drop rapidly, but then it quickly spiked back up, the sensation of rage not only seething from behind him, but as well as in front! He could see the dust part ways, as a yellowish aura surrounded a child wearing the same clothes a the Oozaru Pieter swore was defeated... This child was he?! It felt as though his power had indeed diminished, but looking him over, it looked as though he was anything but injured, save for the scrap that looked like a tail!
Once again, the rage of the young saiyan erupted, his attack charging rapidly, his energy chilling the air around him... Again with this attack? Did he not recall the name?! The hunter could only do one thing, with the Kagami and the half-breed at his backside, charging a great amount of power... Challenge the attack head on, with another of his techniques! Power seethed into the Oozaru's right hand, with his left hand out stretched to an odd spot. With a low growl, the hunter called out, "Tomahawk... Slasher!"
A dull blue colored axe came to life in the hunter's hands, gaining a brighter sheen as he poured his energy into the energized weapon. As he did, the hunter decided to reintroduce himself to the little whelp, who dared to attack those he protected from childish wrath.
"It seems... I must reintroduce myself, to the wolf howling at the moon... I... Am Pieter Wolfbane! All wolves who challenge my dominance fall! JUST AS YOU WILL NOW!"
(Charging Tomahawk Slasher (N1) Power Level: 291,390)
(KP: 0/3. None Generated this round, due to Technique usage.)
(Last reminder: Base Power level is 88,300. Oozaru Power Level is 883,000.)
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Mayze
Moderator
PL: 250,469
Super Saiyan(x12) MSSJ(x15)
Zeni: 849
Shoki: 2,965
Tag: @gagelange10
OOC Name: Gage
Posts: 1,232
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Post by Mayze on Sept 23, 2015 4:47:15 GMT
“I’m done!” a voice, Artichio’s, rang out from behind Mayze. Irritated, he turned around, and saw Artichio standing in a crater below him. Around the hybrid, pebbles and other debris began to rise off the ground. The man’s hair and tail began to flash golden colors, and a golden aura appeared around him. Mayze’s scouter began to swiftly beep, detecting the Artichio’s rapidly rising power level
With a mighty roar, Artichio let out a great golden explosion. Ozarou around him were blown back by the forceful and sudden outburst of energy. But even for all that raw energy and power, it would be all for naught. Mayze would be a very tough opponent for Artichio to defeat.
A bit of excitement filled Mayze’s heart. It seemed he would be able to fight an opponent that was actually worthy of his time. Artichio was near enough to Mayze to put up a fight, one that the hybrid, though doubtful, could possibly win.While it wasn’t the same as fighting Bing, it would definitely serve as a good substitute until that day came. Despite that, Mayze still felt the fear gripe at his heart. The combined powers of the forces of good were nearly two times of his own. The situation seemed grim, but Mayze knew he would prevail.
“Well, that was unexpected… but welcome,” he grinned, “It seems I’ve underestimated you Artichio. You truly possess the fiery spirit of a saiyan warrior within you. That’s not something to take lightly.” the man shifted into a battle stance before he continued, “Looks like this battle will be interesting due to your new state boy, so let’s get this show on the road.”
Meanwhile, Mayze sent a message to Snippar’s scouter, “Support the prince if you could. I’d hate to see the arrogant bastard die. I’ll deal with these pricks in the meantime.”
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Post by Articho Reville on Sept 23, 2015 6:03:19 GMT
Articho looked over at the fallen Oozaru, now a young boy once again. He was one of those types, from what he could see. The "superior-to-thou" attitude common among Saiyans, especially from those considered elite in their society. He hated it and he hated the pretentious bastards who acted like it was the only deciding factor in terms of strength. "Yes, they have," the hybrid said coldly. "Don't act so surprised. You look so pampered and delicate, a china doll is probably tougher than you." Articho turned his back on the younger Saiyan, though continued speaking to him. "Welcome to the real fight, kiddo. No one cares about you're status or how much your babysitters assured you that you were the strongest ever, because it sure as hell doesn't matter here."
The hybrid returned his full attention to Mayze, ignoring the small spike in the Saiyan elite's power behind him. The others would be able to deal with him easily enough. "You'll find I'm full of surprises, Mayze," Articho replied, floating up to an even level with the Saiyan warrior. "I'm not the same kid at that bar with Jarvis and I'd rather you not call me a Saiyan warrior. I'm not a Saiyan. I'm not like you and I never will be. You will learn what happens when someone threatens my planet." The hybrid raised his clenched fists, his golden aura swirling around him wildly.
Articho glanced back over his shoulder at his teammates, his teal eyes gleaming in excitement. "I'll deal with Mayze. This is my fight. Keep the city safe and get rid of the Oozaru. We still have to protect the city," he instructed before looking back at Mayze. "Let's get this started. I want to be home in time for lunch." The hybrid cracked a grin, rolling his shoulders to loosen up. He had made a promise to himself: he wouldn't stop. Not until Mayze gave up or died.
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Post by Etoru on Sept 23, 2015 20:46:02 GMT
Etoru smiled at the Kagami's words. She did not seem disappointed in the boy for being afraid, but in fact gave him some valuable advice. He grinned happily. "O-okay Ms.Mimikku! I won't let you down! I promise!" He began concentrating his energy once more and watching the battle that was going on below very carefully. This was quite intense and frightining, but he had to stay strong. He just had too. It looks like Mr.Pieters beam did the trick on that jerky sayian prince, Luffa, and he was blasted and knocked to the ground. Etoru felt terrible. "O-Oh no! I have to help him Ms.Mimikku...I know he's bad but...M-Mr.Bing told me that you should always spare a life when given the chance. He also said that someone on the other side of the battle field might be your greatest ally one day. I'm gonna give him my senzu bean!" Etoru was just about to cancle his attack and fly down to aid the Sayian prince when suddenly his power skyrocketed. "H-huh?? But h-how!" That isn't possible. He took a direct hit! He should of been down for the count! His aura began to change yellow and Etoru sworn for a second he was going super sayian. But instead it was just pure rage.
He began to charge his attack once more! Pieter seemed all out ready to take him on once more. Pieter launched his attack before flying towards us. I gave him a determined stare. "Mr.Pieter, I won't disappoint you! But can you protect me and Ms.Mimikku so we can charge a super duper awesome cool strong attack! Pleeeeassseeee?" Etoru knew the answer for that question but he wanted to look at the bright side of things, just like Tania. Although he was A LOT more nervous than her. Gee he wish she were here right now to be by his side. One of his coooolest friends! Little did he know, she was participating in this battle. Sort of. Just in another city. Eek.
[MP3] Ultimate Shenkai Beam Charging: 769,792 PL// Next Turn: 1,154,688
KP:0/3
((OOC Didn't have much to work with besides reactions Lol.))
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Post by Mimikku on Sept 24, 2015 18:04:25 GMT
Nodding toward the enthusiastic child Mimikku refocused herself into maintaining the slowly charging attack behind her. She knew full well that she was the weakest person here by the widest margins. Yet she would stand and fight once more. When Etoru began to go on about how he had to help the person from being killed. She nearly reached over to stop him from releasing his attack without using it when she felt the young princes ki spike and increase in power. This brought her attention away from the showdown of the super saiyans and the attention coming from others. Closing her fists for a moment as she continued to maintain the ki on her hands with a little bit of difficulty.
“There are times when the persons age means little… When they deem themselves a warrior then leaving them alive will do nothing but injure their pride Etoru. This injury will require them to kill you for showing them kindness. So sadly death in battle is what all saiyans want… So it is death in battle we must give them.” Her words while cold held within itself a twinge of sadness to them. It was as Emer had told her so very long ago. There was a chance that no matter what they do they will have to kill saiyans to accomplish their task of reclaiming their home. If she had to become ruthless then sadly this would have to become her path. Hearing him talk to the large oozaru she smirked and shook her head.
“Focus your mind little one. We need to watch the fights and if one of our allies is about to be killed we have to be ready to assist them. By deflecting a ki burst intended to kill them or by killing the one firing the attack. You focus on Mr. Pieter as you call him. I will keep an eye on the golden boy battle…” As she finished up she turned to continue watching the battle between Articho and Mayze. As she said she was only going to interfere in the very worst of situations. As she knew the stance of saiyan pride and how much this fight would mean to both men.
[KP0/3 : Holding up the charging of attack] [227,268 added once more to attack. Attack is at 681,804 {{ Next Round it will be 909,072}} )
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Prince Luffa
Archived
Transferred to Swees
PL: 85,110
False Super Saiyan(x6)
Zeni: 512
Tag: @luffa
Posts: 77
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Post by Prince Luffa on Sept 26, 2015 16:19:35 GMT
Luffa clenched his teeth at the miserable Super-Saiyan-of-Dirt’s reprisal. “My minder was death and my handmaiden, violence, you insignificant worm. While you’ve been playing house with these pathetic creatures I’ve been fulfilling the role of a proper Saiyan! Look around you!” Luffa snarled, the icy energy in his arms growing wider as he continued to charge his second Icewolf Bite. “This is the heritage of our mighty Founder, King Vegeta! We are his funeral guard, blazing his memory across the stars. Don't you feel the calling inside you, even in that diluted peasant blood? What are you making of your life?!” He demanded, the rage still seething inside him, his golden aura glowing brightly, clashing brightly with the blue-white glow of his special attack.
“If we are to die here, we’ll be remembered in the annals of our homeworld as the valiant, glorious dead! All thoughts of you will be as a treacherous freak!” He yelled, laughing at the thought, his eyes wide in his manic anger.
The city was trembling perceptively at the combined energies of so many powers. Luffa rose steadily in the air, a cunning and devious grin on his young, scarred face. “Yes! I know just the way to deal with you namby-pamby do-gooders. Heh heh heh heh. I may not be able to compete with you martially since I’ve yet to master my new Super Saiyan form, but I’ve figured it out nonetheless! Your compassion makes you weak! You hesitate when you should kill, and you waste your powers protecting the pathetic! It should have been beaten out of you years ago!”
With a great howl, Luffa threw himself towards the least-damaged part of Satan City, where a great golden statue of the legendary idol presided. “Watch and despair as your city becomes a frozen dinner!! Icewolf Bite!!!” Luffa yells, throwing his arms down towards that statue, his beam searing towards it, with a detonation that was certain to turn thousands of refugees into scared-looking popsicles.
(Icewolf Bite headed towards a goodly chunk of Satan City, which will kill many, many people if it detonates for 415,768 PL)
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Snippar Sol
Rising Soul
PL: 109,988; Oozaru(x10); Items: One-Use SpacePod, Scouter, Senzu Bean, Medium Weights(1/2 of PL), 'I love Bao' T-shirt, 2 Senzu Beans, Heavy Weights (1/4th PL); Zeni: 524
Tag: @snippar
Posts: 145
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Post by Snippar Sol on Sept 26, 2015 18:51:27 GMT
(replied to mayze and spoke to everyone even archio. Quality over quantity)
Watching everything take place on a more soothing rapid scale. Snippar took everything into consideration while gazing upon the others, and than back at Mayze. His thoughts picked at his brain like a needle that would engulf his persona. He grew irritated at all the random shit taking place. Replying to mayze in simplicity, his voice was cunning and calm. "As much fun as that is. It seems you angered the half hearted ones. Apparently honor and pride is not in their arsenal of Content." Gazing over to the rest he coughed whilst proceeding to yell. "Excuse me, Fucking Excuse me. Can you all stay out of my way so I can repay Mayze here with an Honorable duel. I would like a satisfying match with this man before you ravage him. It's a manner of principle that I never paid back. So chill your primal ambitions. I would like to feed and appease my instinct." Once those sections of words ceased. His omniscient orange hues scanned over the conflict. Sensing the anger, the fear, the hatred, and the ambition to protect or simply kill. He thought some of them were rabid dogs. He thought some were just foolish individuals, and some he just thought they provides serenity and justice. Gazing over to the second super saiyan he spoke to him in an avid way. "May I get my match from him while you full control that rapid ki you have my scouter may not be able to handle such being near you. Even though I know not of your name. You don't seemingly to feel like a pureblood Saiyan. It's a mere assumption however and a conversation for another time. I ask you grant me this as a warrior for my pride, than you may take him"
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Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Sept 29, 2015 21:37:38 GMT
(It has been 3 days, so I'll be making my way into this post.)
The brat... No, the fool! He charged his power further and, with a rant about how they didn't go for the throat, proceeded to unleash a blast at the undamaged section of the city! The hunter's eyes widened, the blast creating an icicle hell of everything in its path! Pieter's mouth stood agape, as the blast washed over so many buildings, and with it, civilians that had not fled already...
"You are... A bad wolf," Pieter growled incoherently, save to the Prince before him, "A failure of a Prince... With NO HONOR!"
The hunter's tomahawk pulsed brightly, becoming along jewel-like in appearance. The saiyans behind him had been saying something about honor, that they demanded to not be interrupted... Pieter didn't care for this. He brought his free hand onto the axe and, slicing the air rapidly, he erupted, "Be forever bitten by the Great Raven, bastard!"
Pieter had resolved that this boy was not a boy, but in fact a man... A man who would use his power against the civilians of this planet and, if they were near his tribe Fukurou, he would have annihilated Pieter's entire family and the Karinga Tribe. He slammed down the gargantuan tomahawk, intending to leave nothing of this brat's body behind!
(Pieter is unleashing his Tomahawk Slasher, at 2nd charge post. It is now at 582,780 power level and it is coming down fast on top of Luffa.)
(KP: 0/3)
(PL: 88,300. Oozaru: 883,000)
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Mayze
Moderator
PL: 250,469
Super Saiyan(x12) MSSJ(x15)
Zeni: 849
Shoki: 2,965
Tag: @gagelange10
OOC Name: Gage
Posts: 1,232
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Post by Mayze on Oct 2, 2015 3:29:39 GMT
OCC: Gonna have to wait a bit guys. I've become super busy recently. Busy all day today, and tommorow I won't be home till around 8PM or 9PM. Sorriez. I'll try to get a post up tomorrow!
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Post by Articho Reville on Oct 4, 2015 4:54:48 GMT
Articho rolled his eyes in annoyance while making a mocking talking motion with his right hand. "Blah, blah, blah. Do you ever shut up?" he spat back at Luffa. "Here, let me show you how you sound," the hybrid raised his voice to imitate the Saiyan prince's, "'Look at me! I'm the strongest, edgiest little brat of all! Pay attention to me and be afraid! Blah, blah, Saiyans, blah, blah, pureblood, blah, blah, blah.'" Articho dropped his hand and glared at the young Saiyan. "Do you think I care for your barbaric heritage? Do you think I care about what you think of me? Do you think I feel pride in what you and your Queen has done? The murder of thousands of innocents, the destruction of Arcose, the attack on Earth?" His golden aura slowly grew in intensity as he turned to face Luffa. "I have lived my life the way I see fit. I have kept my planet safe from people like you! And I'll keep doing that until people like you stop existing!"
Again, Articho rolled his eyes. He knew what a Super Saiyan looked like and Luffa was not one. Everything about him looked wrong and the energy coming off of the Saiyan prince was in no way large enough to qualify him as a Super Saiyan. The legendary form was lost on the boy, but his ignorance would keep him from realizing this. "You're wrong! The people I defend and care for give me strength and a reason to fight! You've never known true friendship or love, only death and destruction," The hybrid grinned maliciously, "and I could show you exactly what you love to deliver so much..."
Articho dashed in the path of the blast, leaving Snippar to fight Mayze for a short time. He felt somewhat comfortable letting the two Saiyans fight. Snippar shouldn't prove too difficult for Mayze to take care of with plenty of power left for Articho. "But I won't! That would just put me onto your level!" he continued, raising his left arm parallel to the ground with the heel of his hand facing upward. The hybrid brought his right hand down on top of it. "I'll just show you the true meaning of pain!" he shouted as he drew his hands back. After a moment's pause, a blue ball of ki formed in the palms of his hands. The energy radiating from it was powerful and full of pure emotion that was amplified by Articho's Super Saiyan state. "Kamehameha!" he roared, thrusting his hands forward and releasing the blast towards the prince's attack.
[True Kamehameha used. PL: 1,113,970. Beats Ice Wolf Blast, Pl now 698,202, but with no intent to kill. KP: 0/3]
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