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Post by Maeve Rakshasa on Oct 18, 2015 12:39:34 GMT
"Damnit HOW?!" Maeve's voice cried out as she saw Habana slowly rise. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. Despite everything: Habana was slowly getting back up. Despite all of her pain and suffering: HABANA WAS STRUGGLING TO FIGHT.Despite Maeve pouring everything she had into her final attack, placing her HOPES and DREAMS to protect the people she loved, and to defend the world she now called home... Habana. Still. Rose.She watched in horror as the saiyaness only seemed to grow more and more angry at the turn of events. It looked to be an inconvenience if anything! Maeve's golden eyes narrowed to slits as she stared down at the hybrid. She was a marvel! A horrible, terrible marvel. Her tenacity and REFUSAL to give up and leave her home alone was enough to set Maeve's blood on fire with pure unfiltered rage. She had given Habana the fight she wanted. Anymore from Maeve would have surely killed the saiyaness but it still wasn't enough. Habana was back with enough strength to crack the ground over and over again with her rage. Her wounds were slowly stitching together as if nothing had happened at all. It was all for naught. IT WAS ALL FOR NOTHING! IT WASN'T FAIR!Maeve had done everything she was supposed to do! The battle was hers. Victory, was hers. She had the POWER to DOMINATE! Yet this worm dared to rise before her. She dared to rebel against the heiress' judgement. She dared to continue fighting when Maeve had already grasped victory. All thoughts of peace, surrender, and mercy left the demoness' mind. The tattoos suppressing her darkest emotions burned away letting her demonic blood pump through her heart freely. Hatred poured around her in the form of a black aura. Shards of lightning crackled around her as she stared up at the hybrid with eyes of liquid gold. While the saiyaness was different and changed so was something about the demoness. Her unchained rage was enough A splinter of the power her ancestor wielded: flooded her form causing her to scream out like a feral beast.
"I DON'T CARE IF YOU'RE GOLDEN LIKE HER! I WON'T LET YOU TAKE MY WORLD!!!" Maeve bellowed out, the voice of the great demon warlord: Rakshasa spoke alongside her. The demoness lifted her demonic blade up into the air, her foul aura swirling to the tip coating the blade in her black energy. Her movements were automatic, just like the time she defeated the arcosian: Lady Rime. Though, unlike then, Maeve's current drive was a selfish one....
...She wanted the golden warrior to bleed. "MY BODY IS THE CONDUIT FOR MY BLADE! MY BLADE IS THE BEACON OF MY SPIRIT! MY SPIRIT CARRIES MY UNDYING FURY!" She roared out in the dual voice, her body being used as little more than a puppet for the warlord's spirit. Her aura was drawn completely to the tip of her blade.
"TAKE THIS! MY LOVE, MY ANGER, AND ALL MY SORROW!" "APOCALYPSE GALE!"
Her thunderous voice rang out as she brought the power of destruction upon the super saiyaness. A maelstrom of violence and hatred erupted in a furious ki wave towards Habana as she made her claim to end it all. The wicked demoness had let her fury overflow in hopes of making the golden Habana ash. In a moment of weakness, she sacrificed her ideals for the power to destroy anything that approached...
...It still wasn't enough.
Despite Maeve's best efforts to snuff out her foe the gold and purple glow of the half breed ripped through the darkness like she was the embodiment of some terrible, holy, retribution. Though her attack managed to eat away at the impossibly large pool of energy Habana's attack still pushed through. She ripped through all of her power, all of her fury, and her last chance at victory with ease.
The Dragoness' eyes widened in shock as she suddenly felt the glowing fist rip through her stomach. She looked down with wide eyes as her body began to go limp from shock. She was powerless to do anything as Fateburn slipped from her fingers and clattered against the floor. A thick spray of blood would start to burst from her freshly opened wound. The soft underbelly of the dragon demon proved no match for the full fury of a super saiyan warrior. Neither was Maeve's desperate, shaky, and ultimately feeble attempts to free Habana's fist from her body. The demoness' jaw unhinged as she tried to choke out a scream but no sound was made...
She briefly wondered if she would be able to make a sound ever again...
Her eyes rolled back in her head as the familiar explosion of ki from that damned attack ended up ripping out the back of her making the hole rip all the way through. It was only then that her body would slide off her fist and collapse in a heap on the street. Maeve looked up to the sky. A mixture of a wheeze and a desperate gasp for air coming from her opened mouth as she struggled...To stay alive...
Darkness began to build in the corners of her eyes as her mind desperately tried to remain active, if that slipped away she was dead for sure...
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Was she going to die here?
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Where was Fateburn?
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What happened to the others? ... Was this...Really...The end?
Used [SP]Apocalypse Gale against [N1] Kinetic Strike 354,476 - 226,929 = 127,547 damage coming at Maeve! Maeve is in a CRITICAL state, she will die if not treated immediately! [KP] 0/3 |
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Post by Bing Gan on Oct 18, 2015 13:29:00 GMT
(Entering from this post) [Thread PL: 3,572,512] Bing's shimmering white Ki aura danced around his body as he flew. The direction he was headed in had two very powerful warriors in it, and he would need to assist one of them very soon. He had already taken care of some of the Oozaru in the area, leaving the rest to Cipher and Kaula. He hoped they'd be able to deal with them alone, because Maeve wasn't doing too well... The Ki of both duelists fluctuated constantly as the battle raged, leaving Bing to wonder who was actually winning this bout. Suddenly, a burst of golden light erupted in the distance! With it came a surge in one of the fighter's Ki: The Super Saiyan Metamorphosis had taken place once again! Bing had to act fast if he were going to reach his ally in time! It was then that he heard the shout. "APOCALYPSE GALE!"
Another massive surge of Ki took place, though it was nowhere near as powerful as the golden warrior. It was silenced quickly, and Maeve's life began to fade...  "Hold on Maeve, I'm on my way!"His aura exploded around him as his speed tripled, forcing his body to work overtime to get to his companion before the unspeakable occurred! He glanced at the city behind him, praying to...Well, himself, that Vi-Poi and the others would be okay without him.
Soon enough, his eyes would clearly see his intended target; a golden warrior, bathed in divine flame just like her Queen. Across from her lay the dragonness Maeve, barely conscious and covered with many painful looking injuries. He rocketed towards the ground, skidding to a stop in front of Maeve's assailant. He glared at the Saiyan warrior, fury boiling behind his silver eyes.
 "So, this was the trick you were hiding up your sleeve... I can't say I'm not impressed."He turned to Maeve, a look of worry on his face as he stared at her. The girls beautiful form was demolished by battle; the most prominent wound being a massive, gaping hole in her stomach. He cringed at the sight, being reminded of his own battle with Re-aligner Red not too long ago. The android had inflicted a similar wound back then, and it was only with the help of an ally that he survived. There was no way the girl would survive, not without some immediate medical assistance. Luckily for Maeve, Bing just so happened to be Kami. He walked towards her slowly, his boots clacking on the ground with each step. The Guardian knelt down near his ally, a reassuring smile growing on his face as he spoke to her.
 "Hey, looks like you got trounced pretty bad, huh? Don't worry though, I'm here to help."Though Maeve needed healing, there was no possible way this Saiyan would give him the chance. A battle with her would take too long, so he'd have to do something else to keep Maeve alive: The Multi-Form Technique! His body began to vibrate, his Ki fluctuating just as erratically. It started to look like Bing had split two people from how blurry he'd become... In fact, that's what had happened! Bing's body had split into two, but with this came with a reduction in strength: Each body only had half of the power of just one Bing. Luckily for him however, he only needed about half to keep Habana at bay. The second Bing stayed behind to tend to Maeve, while the original decided to stand, turning back towards Habana with that same hateful stare. The wind began howling as the Guardian walked forward, giving his other self some space to heal the draconic swordswoman. "I know your type." His eyes narrowed as he spoke, a mixture of anger and sarcasm caked onto his words. "You've got a warriors heart. You aren't one to back down, even if the whole universe is telling you that you can't possibly hope to win... You're kinda like me in a way. It's hard to back down, knowing that there could always be some way to pull out a victory!""That's why I'm not gonna give you the chance to run away." Suddenly, Bing's ghostly white aura flared to life! He shook the earth itself as he charged his Ki, truly a testament to his awesome strength! Lightning danced along his body as he declared:  "It's time for you to face the Guardian of Earth!"
Bing dashed forwards, aiming a right hook for the Super Saiyan's face! Should it connect, he'd follow it up with a flurry of punches, ending off the barrage with a single kick to the chest.
Habana's true battle has begun! Are you prepared for the final boss?
Bing has used [SU1] Multi-Form! Current PL: 1,786,256 for both Bing's!
Bing 1 has engaged Habana in melee combat
Bing 2 has knelt down at Maeve's side, and will use [SU] Heal next round.
Bing 1 KP: 3/3
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Post by Queen Habana on Oct 20, 2015 4:06:28 GMT
Habana was impressed with Maeve, it seemed that having stood back up once again from a powerful attack Maeve was not entirely pleased with the turn of events, her fury began to boil hotter and hotter with every moment and by the time Habana had arrived in front of her it was very nearly at its breaking point as the demoness was visibly shaking and seething with rage, as Habana cocked back her fist in order to attack Maeve she saw the woman prepare to defend herself in the only way her rage fueled mine could, pure power. Perhaps were it not for the power coursing through Habana's own body bolstering her confidence and ego Habana might have even felt a twinge of fear as Maeve let herself go, released all restraints on her power and submitted to her demonic heritage in order to unleash her most grand and powerful attack.
But the unrivaled confidence provided by her new super saiyan state allowed Habana to stand firm as Maeve's power rocketed to its peak as she unleashed her 'Apocalypse Gale' a rather appropriately named technique considering how much power it packed for a technique so quickly produced, the Gale was unleashed just as Habana pushed her fist forward to strike at Maeve and the two powerful forces met clashing with a force that would blow apart the ground around them sending a few shock waves of power outward as the two techniques clashed against one another, but with a feral grin Habana simply pushed forward tearing through the gale slowly until finally the technique buckled under her own power and Habana finally felt herself make impact with her true target, Maeve, hitting her exactly where she had intended.
What Habana had not expected was the effect her power would have on Maeve, so used to being the underdog Habana had barely put much thought into throwing around her power, she had not thrown everything simply because she had wanted to be ready on the off chance that Maeve could actually get back up from her attack, in times past it had been easy to calculate how much power would be necessary to take down a foe or at the very least how much would be needed to cause some pain, the percent of power she had used this time was usually reserved for just testing the waters or pushing through more pain on an opponent and hoping it would be enough... but instead of being 'just enough' it was FAR more than necessary, even after having fought off the gale with the raw power of her Kinetic Strike Habana still somehow managed to pack enough of a punch to go too far as Habana quickly realized she had not simply hit Maeve in the stomach but rather that she had IMPALED her opponent.
Pure instinct had caused Habana to pull back her fist and immediately she regretted the action as a thick burst of blood sprayed from Maeve's gut, Habana looked from the wound to Maeve's face unsure what to do, she possessed no skills in healing, nor even the tools necessary to even BEGIN trying to fix the damage she had done, before Habana could say anything Maeve collapsed forward, gritting her teeth in frustration Habana began scouting the landscape trying best to figure out what to do, where to bring Maeve to fix this, her priority's shifting away from her intended vengeance and onto what strangely felt far more important. She barely even knew Maeve but could not stand the idea of the demoness dying here by -accident- of all things, Habana had never intended to deliver a killing blow but her own foolish exuberance had to get on to the task of tracking down the traitors had gotten the best of her.
Habana's search was halted as a new power arrived on the scene, the warrior she had sensed coming there way had finally arrived skidding between Maeve and Habana his eyes fierce as he glared at her no doubt assuming that she had done this intentionally, however rather than initiating a vengeance fueled attack on her he instead knelt close to Maeve and then something odd began happening his form began to vibrate and shift and then quite suddenly there were two of him, each roughly half as powerful as he had been originally but still more than powerful enough to pose a credible threat to her, where one of them remained at Maeve's side beginning to check the wound over the other stepped forward closing some of the distance between himself and Habana.
Habana raised an eyebrow as the man managed to describe her rather accurately in spite of the fact that she was certain she did not know him, his aura began to flare as he declared that he would give her no chance to run away, a statement that would prompt a short glare from Habana, she had no intention of running from any fight even one with an opponent as powerful as the 'Guardian of Earth' as he declared himself he kicked off seeking to close the distance between him and with a grin Habana would do the same meeting the Guardian half way between the distance that had been between them meeting his fist with her own causing a shock wave to explode as there fists striking one another produced a sound reminiscent of a clap of thunder, Habana gritted her teeth as the clash lingered before the Guardian broke off and began striking at her with a quick series of punches, Habana ducked and weaved to avoid the blows using the vigor granted to her by her new transformation to aid in her efforts to avoid the Guardians strikes however as she avoided his punches a kick slipped through her defenses striking her in the chest and driving her backwards causing Habana to let out a grunt of pain.
“No worries about me running Guardian, I told Maeve and I'll tell you. I don't surrender and I don't run away, I've just achieved a whole new world of power and I intent to put it to a proper test” Habana says her lips curling into a vicious grin eager to test her new power against someone who could genuinely stand against it, as she spoke however her gaze would briefly shift from the Guardian and to Maeve, she hoped that whatever the other half of the Guardian's power was doing involved a whole lot of medical know how to make sure the scaled warrior survived.
The concern he had shown for Maeve made Habana hopeful that this Guardian would be smart enough to push the fight a but further away from Maeve, already they were a bit away from Maeve and his other half but if this man possessed any techniques like Maeve's Apocalypse Gale there was a chance that she might yet still be in danger unless the other half of his power used itself to defend her.
Shaking her head Habana would shift back into a stronger stance before kicking off the ground launching herself forward with a flying knee aimed at the Guardians skill, regardless of if it landed properly or not Habana would look to follow it up by taking a few shots at the Guardians legs trying to break his stance before ultimately seeking to take a slash at his chest with her now clawed arm curious to see just how effective her claws could be.
[Base PL: 128,937, Dark Power PL: 515,748, Super Saiyan PL:1,418,307] [Word Count: 1251] [Post Zenkai WC: 2896] [Total Word Count: 17,365]
[Actions] Habana defends and retaliates!
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Post by Maeve Rakshasa on Oct 20, 2015 7:53:06 GMT
Maeve didn't get a chance to see the concern in Habana's face as she collapsed, rather, she didn't get to see much of anything as her vision fluctuated between focus and darkness. Though, even though she had no way of knowing Habana's intent, she didn't blame her. Maeve had let herself go. She let the desire to win, to beat Habana down or even kill her and to remain dominant cloud her judgement. What Habana probably saw was a monster fueled by bloodlust and hatred... A demon.Her sharp, pointed teeth gnashed against each other as her face suddenly scrunched up to as she began to strain. Her hand shook and trembled as she stretched it out as far as she could go, her pained groans shifting to helpless whines as her fingertips brushed against the object before it ultimately slipped out of her reach. She coughed, her arm dropping the decimated street below as she gave into the pain and began to pant with shallow breaths. "Haaa...Haaa...N-No...No...No..." She whined with what little strength she could muster. Bitter tears burned the corners of her eyes as she failed to take what she was reaching for. She squeezed her eyes shut as she clenched her fists in a slow, feeble manner. She was reaching out for her blade. She wasn't quite sure why she was so desperate to take hold of it...Did she think she could still fight? Shattered memories seemed to appear as she lay there awaiting death... Memories long forgotten...
 "WOAH PAPA! YOU'RE SUPER COOL!"
A dragon whelp too young to have all her scales called out towards a titanic shadow before her. The runt was looking upward and praising the fearsome demonic warlord known as: Laisren Rakshasa. He was also known as The Destructor, a being capable of decimating an entire demon clan with a single stroke of his hellish blade. To the little pup however, he was only known as: "Papa."
The great dragon slowly turned to face his youngest daughter. His burning eyes softening ever so slightly at the image of the excited little runt. "You're impressed by my sword my little ember?" His voice boomed with power naturally but even so the fondness was apparent in it.
"I am! I am! Papa! You're so strong! I wanna be strong just like you!" She cried out hopping up and down in place and dramatically throwing her arms up in the air. The girl's father had to fight back a chuckle at her enthusiasm, she radiated it, from her head to her tail.
"Well then, If you wish to be as strong as your papa...I suppose you're finally old enough to start working towards it." He said using some magic to summon a large chest before the girl. It was large chest that was black with golden trimmings. The dragoness perked, her golden eyes widening and her headfins shooting up in surprise as she rushed towards it. After fumbling with the latch and almost falling in she attempted to pull out a great cleaver that was easily double her size.
"WA-WA! IT'S T-TOO BIG! I want a different one!"
The pup complained as she struggled with the heavy, unwieldy weapon. She could barely pull it out of the chest let alone wield it.
"Little ember, that sword will become a part of you. You will grow to cherish it and in turn even when facing the most frightening of challenges. It will cut your way to safety. To victory." Her father said clenching an armored fist to punctuate his point. "Even at the worst of times, it will give you strength, courage, honor, and pride."
"B-But... I'm too small!"
She said with a sniffle looking down to the mighty blade.
"Little ember...You may be small now, but one day. You will be a raging inferno. You have the capability to shake this realm and any other. Keep your blade true and remember what we stand for! Strength to rule above all! Honor to guide ourselves in battle! Courage to steady our blade! Pride to give us purpose!" He said drawing his massive blade and pointing it towards the horizon. "It is our birthright to fight and rule over this place. You can only trust blood. The honorless scourge of filth that exists elsewhere will only lead to the dulling of your will and your blade. The weak will always seek to undo the strong. Remember this. Maeve. As you treasure your blade."
"I will Papa!"
 "I guess...My trend...Of disappointment...Continues... Eh? Father?"
Her voice came out through haggard breaths as she slowly started to fade out. The world had distorted to a shadowy mirror of what it once was. A bitter smile plated on her lips as she failed once more to take her sword up. She didn't want to die. She didn't want her last living moments to be dictated by her blood. Though, it was looking as if she didn't have much of a choice.
Her eyes fluttered however, as one of the shadows took on a familiar shape. Soon, the image of Earth's guardian's worried face would form, looking down upon her.
"Bing..."
Her voice slipped out like a breathless whisper. As she watched him stoop before her. She tried to listen to what he had to say but it was only a muffle.
"...Don't..."
"...Kill..."
"...Her..."
"...P-please."
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Post by Bing Gan on Oct 20, 2015 10:57:58 GMT
As the Guardian rocketed forwards, he was somewhat surprised to find his punch was intercepted by his opponent. The fists of the two warriors collided, creating a massive shock-wave of energy! The Guardian's hair blew back from the wind that had picked up, and a confident smile appeared on his face. It wasn't often Bing was so evenly matched. The Guardian was usually pit up against vastly weaker warriors or absolute titans of power! From the way Habana behaved in these first few moments, he could tell this was going to be fun. Bing continued his assault with a flurry of fists, but they were all avoided. She was quick, but she wasn't quick enough to dodge everything. He pulled back for a moment, changing up the game with a ferocious kick to the Saiyan's chest. It connected quite painfully, sending Habana back a bit. Her feet skid across the ground from the force of the blow, shooting dirt up into the sky! She seemed mostly unfazed however, letting out a short reply about his earlier speech as she readied herself to attack once again. "Just what I'd expect from a Super Saiyan! Now, it's time to see if the legends hold up to reality!" Habana took these challenging words as a sign that she was the one to make the next move. With a burst of golden light, she shot through the air, aiming to knee the Guardian in his face! Bing ran forwards, deciding to take a slightly abnormal approach to countering the attack. As the Super Saiyan's knee came closer, Bing dropped to his knees! He slid right under Habana and her attack, stopping just a few feet away. He quickly took to a standing position, turning back around to face his opponent. He was certain that attack would have hurt like hell had it connected, so he was more than glad he avoided it. Bing let out a taunting remark as he got into a defensive stance. "I hope that's not the best you've got. I'd be pretty disappointed in Maeve if that were the case."He studied the Saiyaness carefully, watching her movements for any signs of another offensive action...
"Jeez, this wound is crazy! You are lucky to have me as a friend, you know that?"Maeve's condition worsened with each passing second. Bing had to act fast if he was going to save the scaled woman! He placed her in a more comfortable position, readying himself to begin using his healing magic. He hadn't used it very many times since learning it, but he was certain it would be of good use here. The Guardian placed both of his hands above the girls chest, and an orange glow began to emit from his hands. A soothing, yet alien sound began to ring out from his hands as the foreign magic began to wash over Maeve's form.
The dragonness spoke breathlessly, asking Bing not to kill the Super Saiyan. He smirked, giving a slight chuckle at the notion. "You don't know me very well if you think I'd kill her. Sure she's not the nicest, but not everyone is, right?"
Though it would take some time and concentration to fully heal the dragon, she wasn't about to die anymore. Her less serious wounds began to close, mending themselves entirely; however, the main, gaping hole was taking some time. If the grey-haired Guardian had more practice, this might not be so difficult for him, but he was still learning it seemed.
"You'll be good as new in no time, just try not to move too much... I need to concentrate to make this work..."
The battle rages onward!
Bing 1 skillfully avoids Habana's flying knee, taunting the Super Saiyan for her lack of skill!
Bing 2 begins to use [SU] Heal, mending the less serious wounds that litter Maeve's body immediately!
Bing 1 KP: 3/3
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Post by Queen Habana on Oct 21, 2015 8:35:09 GMT
Habana growled slightly frustrated as she sailed over the Guardian, he had ducked down below her knee just before she would have made contact preventing her from adjusting herself in order to try to make some sort of adjustment to catch him in spite of his efforts to dodge her attack, she continued sailing past him landing a bit behind where the Guardian had been moments before providing a bit more space between herself and the Guardian also slid away from her in his effort to dodge her flying knee.
Rapidly twisting around Habana half expected the human to already be on her attacking with the same vigor as before but contrary to her belief he was instead standing exactly where he had stopped his stance shifted to provide him with a slightly more defensive edge as he seemed to simply be watching her now, this gave Habana a chance to really process what the Guardian had said just before she had made her attack, what he had called her, 'Super Saiyan' looking down at her hands Habana could see her aura glowing a dark gold, a bit different than Zucceta's radiant golden aura but certainly similar. She had known she had once again obtained some sort of significant increase in power but what Habana had not realized was that she had actually obtained THIS form, it brought a small grin to her face, her heritage had denied her the power of an Oozaru but not this form.
Tightening her fists Habana looked back up at the Guardian rolling her shoulders, it appeared that the Guardian wanted her to be the one to take the offensive, while it was possible that choosing to do so would simply play into his preferred style of combat Habana lacked much in the way of options to do anything about that, she could feel the other half of his power doing something to Maeve, something that seemed to be stabilizing her energy which usually indicated someone was receiving treatment for a particularly bad wound, but how long that would take and if the other half of his power would join the battle was unknown, she needed to take what time and 'advantage' she had and strike the half of his power that remained standing.
Rushing forward Habana would begin to close the gap between them, the last few feet however she would begin to elevate, every step resulting in her moving high into the air as if she were climbing a flight of invisible stairs, once she had enough height Habana would leap from the air preforming a quick flip as she came down on the Guardian attempting to deliver a heel drop to the Guardian as Habana began to descend her heel would erupt as if consumed by golden fire as she concentrated her energy into it, pumping up the damaging power of the heel drop significantly, with any luck her odd method of actually preforming the attack would be enough to confuse the Guardian causing him to drop his guard just long enough for the attack to land.
[Base PL: 128,937, Dark Power PL: 515,748, Super Saiyan PL:1,418,307] [Word Count: 516] [Post Zenkai WC: 3412] [Total Word Count: 17,877]
[Actions] (N1)Kinetic Heel Drop!
33% PL Technique: 468,041
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Post by Maeve Rakshasa on Oct 22, 2015 6:44:55 GMT
Maeve's half lidded eyes shot open as the surge of potent magic began to mend her grievous wounds. She lurched up like she were attempting to sit up as she let out a strangled gasp for breath. She coughed wildly, spittle and blood hacking up on her mostly bare chest. She continued to cough before panting lightly, the glazed look of death fleeting from her golden eyes. The color seemed to return to her face and lips next as she slowly began to become more and more aware of her surroundings. She looked to Bing, settling her gaze on him for a moment as her shallow breathing started to slowly steady.
"...Bing... It's you..." She merely said, a weakness taking her voice as she stared at the young man. She wasn't quite sure if the person she spoke to before was a dream or not but regardless she seemed happy to see the real deal before her. A sweet little smile played on her lips as she stared up at him for a moment but soon her lip began to quiver. "Bing...I...I'm sorry..." She began to speak tears streaming down her cheeks.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" She repeated over and over again as she began to sob in the guardian's arms. She buried her face in his chest wetting it with her tears as she cried and cried. "I'm sorry... I wasn't strong enough...I couldn't help you and Kaula... I ended up being a burden...I'm sorry..." She cried letting everything out. "To make it worse, I gave in...I gave in and tried to kill her! I couldn't stop myself... The rage, the fear...It got to me... I couldn't stop... I'm sorry." She continued to apologize for her actions. The scorched, ruined ground and cracked buildings at their sides were a testament to her rage.
"The city...It's so bad...Bing...What could we have done?! We couldn't we stop it?! I should have done better... I should have been better!" She moved quickly to rub her eyes but the sudden movement caused her to let out a yelp from the shock of pain.
"Damn..." She hissed through clenched teeth. The sharp pain caused the dragoness to suddenly remember Habana. The sharp throbbing pain from her loving gift felt like she was being viciously stabbed in the same spot. "W-Where...Where is the saiyan?" Last she could recall was her Apocalypse Gale absolutely failing. Some part of her wished she was alright...
She had been so focused on the green clad hero that she didn't notice the mirror of him battling the woman just a few feet away.
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Post by Bing Gan on Oct 22, 2015 10:54:58 GMT
The Guardian couldn't help but smile as he watched the Saiyan warrior look herself over. It seemed she hadn't even noticed her transformation until Bing brought it up, meaning she might not have had this transformation prior to her duel. Maybe she wasn't so bad after all, if that was the case. There might have been a chance her near-fatal blow to Maeve was accidental, but that thought was for later; he needed to focus on the battle at hand! He watched as the Super Saiyan rolled her shoulders, readying herself to strike once more. Within mere moments she sprinted forwards, beginning to close the distance between the two until an oddity occurred: she began... Walking up stairs? It certainly seemed like it, though there were no stairs to actually climb. She ascended this imaginary flight of stairs quickly, most likely trying to get the high-ground in an odd way. Bing tried to get into a proper position for defense, but a massive spark of energy tingled his senses, forcing him to turn his attention to the battlefield he'd left behind. In the distance, a truly massive orb of azure colored Ki began forming. It gave off a very familiar feeling... "Science-ey"
There was only one person who could give off such a powerful, yet lifeless Ki: Vi-Poi! He was forming a massive attack, and Zuccetta was surging her power to the max in response! Bing's brow furrowed in worry, knowing full-well what was occurring. "They're... They're gonna kill her..."His somber thought was interrupted as a more immediate threat began racing down towards him. Bing looked up at Habana, who'd begun to descend rapidly, her foot outstretched to kick him. Her body let out another explosion of golden flame as she came crashing down, smashing her heel into Bing's bare chest.
 He let out a grunt of pain as the Saiyan's foot slammed into him. He was sent careening through the air from the force of the blow, smashing into a pile of rubble across the arena. The rubble shifted from the sudden impact of the warrior, but only a few chunks fell from the pile. Bing got to his feet slowly, looking down at the wound on his chest. It wasn't life-threatening, but it still hurt like hell. "Not bad! Unfortunately, I don't have time to mess around with someone who's just 'not bad'." He lowered into his traditional snake style stance as he spoke, readying himself for his next action. "There's someone over at the main battlefield I'd rather not have die, and I need to be there to make sure my buddies don't kill her... So let's get this over with!"The Guardian's white aura snapped into place as he raced towards Habana. As he approached, he'd pull his fist back, readying himself to throw a mighty punch! Once he got in range however, he continued flying, passing right by her to attempt to strike her from behind with a furious fist!
The healing wave continued to spill from the Guardian's hands. The Namekian-taught magic was mending wounds faster than Bing expected, which was a good sign that he was improving in the art. Soon, the Draconic Swordswoman began to stir, her eyes re-opening as she coughed up a small amount of blood. She quickly realized who it was that had saved her, and she shot upwards, grabbing hold of Bing in a hug. An odd warmth flushed over the Guardian as the girl gripped tightly, weeping into his chest as she apologized profusely. "H-hey! Don't beat yourself up over this, alright? You did what you could, and that's good enough for me. Just be glad neither of you killed the other needlessly."Bing's silver eyes surveyed the landscape at Maeve's mention of the destruction, lamenting that there was little they could have done. He nodded, a somber expression on his face. "I suppose, if we look on the bright side of things, we're the only city that messed up this bad! The other three capitols are already safe from the invasion, from what I can sense anyways..."The dragonness let out a yelp of pain from her own sudden movements, inciting a look of worry from the Guardian. Before he could worry too much however, she posed a question. Bing pointed his thumb backwards, pointing at Habana and the other Bing. "She's right there, fighting me! Don't think you're going delusional just yet though, I'm just using a technique my father taught me to split my Ki into two forms. Maybe I can teach you if we make it outta here!"
His expression became stern for a moment as he began speaking again. "I'm not quite done healing you, so lay back down. I should be done in a few moments unless you keep moving."Should Maeve return to a calmer position, Bing would stretch his arms out once more, and the orange healing rays would commence once more.
Bing 1 takes a hefty blow from [N1] Kinetic Heel Drop! In response, he comes back swinging, trying to fake out his opponent by flying past her and punching from behind! Bing 2 begins feeling odd... but nevertheless, continues healing his One true love ally! Bing 1 KP: 3/3 Bing 2 KP: 1/3 (Technically used [SU] Heal again, though only for flavor purposes) (I don't feel entirely confident in the wording of my attack, so if you need proper clarification/it reads poorly, please let me know and I'll change it right away! Queen Habana) |
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Post by Queen Habana on Oct 24, 2015 1:04:48 GMT
Habana smirked as her heel connected with the chest of the Guardian, her hope had been to nail him in the face but ultimately she would take pretty much anything she could get when it came to landing a hit so long as it was a good, solid hit and the strike she delivered to his chest was just that even causing the Guardian to visible cringe and grunt in pain as he was sent flying, as he was sent flying Habana would kick off a platform preforming a flip backwards in the air in order to prevent herself from crashing into the ground after her own attack was completed.
The only problem that Habana had with her attack was the fact that part of the reason it seemed to land so was was the fact that the Guardian seemed almost... distracted as if his attention was not fully on there battle, part of Habana wondered if it was due to his form being split, perhaps he could only properly affix his mind to one of the bodies and if he was not 'active' in one it would remain idle, but from what she could tell he had still been mostly aware while distracted just focused on something else entirely, expanding her senses outward Habana very quickly found what it was that the Guardian had been distracted by, Zucceta was powering up a truly absurdly powerful attack, the level of power she was putting out was unlike anything Habana had ever seen... and yet it was being matched and perhaps even exceeded by another source of energy.
Habana frowned slightly as she attempted to discern where the second surge of energy was emanating from, she could sense several warriors on the scene against Zucceta, one was even powerful enough to be preforming such a technique and yet the one that WAS strong enough was not actually exerting any additional power, the strong warrior's aura was pulsing in a familiar 'ready for battle' manner but otherwise was not being utilized meaning that for as far as Habana could tell this signature belonged to nobody, curious Habana touched her scouter firing up the devices energy reading capabilities and immediately Habana was met with a powerful new energy source, unlike the others this signature read as artificial which meant that Zucceta's current opponent, the warrior keeping par with her, was an Android.
Habana had been surprised enough with a Human like the Guardian being as powerful as he was, strong enough to face Zucceta and MORE than powerful enough to face herself even with his power divided in half, but a machine with that much power was astounding. “Man, we really were not properly ready to attack a place like this” Habana said more to herself than to the Guardian as she shook her head, there was a very VERY real chance that Zucceta would not make it out of that battle, even if she DID beat the android there were still a number of other powerful warriors all lined up to face her.
Habana turned her attention back onto the Guardian as he got back to his feet frowning in annoyance as he spoke taunting her before making a strange statement, at first when he had started speaking she had assumed the 'someone on the main battlefield' that he did not want to die would be perhaps the Android or another warrior, Zucceta was certainly wielding more than enough power to destroy any individual if her blast actually connected... but then he mentioned that he did not want his 'buddies' to kill her, which if Habana was understanding correctly likely meant he was talking about Zucceta herself.
Habana had little time to think further on his statement as the Guardian then lunged forward with intent to strike her, Habana raised her arms in defense intending on weathering the attack and then striking back at the Guardian once he was close.. only for the blow to never connect, too late Habana realized that the Guardian had moved past her defenses and before she could shift to black her back she felt his fist impact her sending her sprawling forward tumbling a few times before she could flip back onto her feet, teeth clenched in pain Habana shifted herself into a defensive position.
“Were you talking about Zucceta? You're trying to protect her?” Habana questioned, part of her wanted to simply advance the fight immediately but first she wanted to find out if her understanding of the Guardian's statement was correct “Not that I'm exactly complaining if you want to but -why- we are sort of invading your planet and shes the head honcho of the Empire” Habana said, she had to imagine this self proclaimed Guardian of Earth at least knew that the woman he was looking to help was also the same one who had called for the attack on Earth.
[Base PL: 128,937, Dark Power PL: 515,748, Super Saiyan PL:1,418,307] [Word Count: 820]
[Post Zenkai WC: 4232]
[Total Word Count: 18,697]
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Post by Maeve Rakshasa on Oct 27, 2015 4:36:05 GMT
Her breathing continued to steady as her frantic tears dried, his words of encouragement seeming to pacify her and his instruction to relax seemed to be heeded. She lay back to a more workable position and allowed the man to use his healing energies to save her life. Each second that passed was used to work on the gaping wound in her gut, slowly Bing's 'godly' powers as Kami were used to seal that messy wound. Though flesh, bone, and scales were slowly grown in a manner that looked as if they were being stitched together the feeling wasn't unpleasant, the once unbearable pain was replaced by a dull, numbing warmth. She didn't let her gaze linger on the wound however, instead her gaze shifted from Bing to...Bing, as he squared off with Habana a few feet away from the two of them. It was certainly a surreal sight to behold! Her eyes widened in shock and her mouth opened letting out a sharp gasp upon seeing the visible results of the 'technique.' Even with the guardian's explanation it was no less startling to see the clone standing against the saiyan woman. As far as she could tell, there were no smoke and mirrors at play. The Bing facing off against Habana seemed to be as tangible as the one before her (Though she kind of grabbed at his pant leg to be certain he was really there.) "I...I suppose you've got this handled then..." She had every reason to relax in the man's care. As he stated, she did her best and for the most part held her own against the invader. Still, a soft frown persisted on her lips. It felt like his sweet words of encouragement had a bit of a bitter aftertaste to them. Something she couldn't ignore. "There is no 'bright side' though." She pulled slightly away from the man as she looked to the ruins of the city. Smoke, ash, and an oppressive a feeling of desolation and hopelessness hung in the air. Her frown only grew. "...I'm happy the other cities are fine and safe... But... To use their success to trivialize the death and destruction by these monsters is a disservice to those that have been slain. This city is more than 'messed up.' It's ruined. We, the defenders...Failed... I don't wish for death upon the Queen or her people, there's been enough bloodshed, but they can't be excused for this. You, the guardian, can't excuse this. She and her brethren need to be sent from this world." She said, turning to face him the look in her golden eyes imploring him to listen to her words. "They have no place here...Not right now." |
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Post by Bing Gan on Oct 27, 2015 9:21:42 GMT
The orange glow coming from Bing's palms disappeared as he finally finished healing Maeve. The two of them conversed, but something about the situation began to feel somber. It seemed that Bing's words had soured the dragon's mood a bit. She moved away from Bing, lamenting on the immense loss of life that had occurred here today. Bing nodded somberly, agreeing with the freshly healed dragon woman. "I suppose you're right, Maeve, making light of something this dark isn't the right thing... But we can't let our failure here define us. We have to keep our heads held high, to keep the light of hope a shining beacon for those who survived."
Maeve stared deep into Bing's eyes, telling him that the Saiyan's couldn't be excused for this. He returned the stare, a look of worry on his face as he replied. "I just hope that sending them from this world doesn't require more bloodshed..."A battle-cry came from the other Bing as he dashed forwards to attack Habana, causing Maeve's Bing to turn his head. He watched as his other self landed an attack from behind on the Super Saiyan, but rather than counter-attack, she decided to pose a question to the Guardian. The battling Bing raised his hand, beckoning his other self towards him. Suddenly, a tugging feeling came from inside the healer's chest, slowly pulling him towards his warrior self. He floated above the ground, rocketing towards his other half, and colliding with his chest. Rather than knocking himself over however, the two simply melded together as if he was always a singular being. The newly merged Bing looked back to Habana, and spoke.  "Yeah, you heard me right. Zuccetta can't die here, not if I have any say in it."He walked towards the Super Saiyan as he explained his reasoning. "Sure, if Zuccetta dies it might end the war early... But what's more likely is that the Saiyan's will fight harder to avenge their queen; which means more Saiyans and Humans die for nothing." The Guardian pointed to the enormous orb of azure Ki that Vi-Poi had formed. "Do you see that? Not even the Queen with more might than she could muster can stop that attack. I think we both know she's lost this one, so why don't we try to get her out of here alive?"
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Queen Habana
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Post by Queen Habana on Oct 28, 2015 15:39:52 GMT
Habana scowled as she watched the Guardian awaiting his response, he briefly remove dhis attention from her and shifted it onto... well onto himself, the other half of his power seemed to have completed it's mission with Maeve as the pulsing power that it had been putting out had cut off and Maeve's own power had returned to a more or less completely stable state indicating that she was at least for the moment fine, whether or not that would hold Habana had no real idea not knowing what it was that the Guardian had actually done to stabilize Maeve, from what little Habana could see from her position it did not look like Maeve was bleeding anymore which would go a long way in and of itself towards keeping her alive. With Maeve safe however the Guardian seemed to beckon himself over and rather than simply walking over to his other half the second Guardian floated into the air and then rocketed at himself merging the two halves into a whole once more.
Before when he had been divided Habana had stood a chance against the Guardian, he had held an advantage in power certainly but she still had a chance, especially if his attention was partially divided onto the state of Maeve and his other half, however with the two halves combined once more his power was far beyond Habana's own, more than double her own power at this point meaning this battle was all but unwinnable, still however Habana would fight, she had made it clear that she would not back down, she would fight to make sure she had at the very least taken an opportunity, no matter how small, to achieve victory.
But rather than simply rushing her with overwhelming power the Guardian finally responded to her question, he didn't want Zucceta dead, his reasoning was likewise actually pretty fair, it was true that with Zucceta dead the war would likely end quite a bit faster, Zucceta was the strongest of them and without her to lock up Earths stronger warriors in battle they could scour the Earth taking down any and all saiyan threats, but just as the Guardian had said Zucceta's death would be a motivator, every Saiyan loyal to the Empire would be made furious by her fall and seek to take as much of the Earth with them as possible. Habana was unsure herself what she would do, probably something foolish like attacking the one responsible in spite of the overwhelming odds.
“I hate to admit it but to be honest you are right, things will be a disaster for everyone if Zucceta dies, most of the Saiyans will try fighting to the death out of fury, I'll probably do something idiotic myself.” Habana said her expression hardening with frustration “So fine, we try and end this stop the fight before it gets too far out of hand and Zucc ends up dead.” Habana said with a sigh, the Guardian had been the one to offer the end of the fight so as much as she detested it she could accept that to an extent as an end to the fight, as Habana accepted the end of the fight she felt a surge of energy from Zucceta, the Queen was launching her attack and it appeared to be divided, half of the overall power sent at one warrior, and the other at the android.
“We should move quick if we're going to do this, Zucc's launched her attack and isn't even firing the whole thing at your robot friend. If we move fast enough maybe we get there with enough time to back up Zucceta's blast against the robot, if we combine our power with hers it might be enough to weaken his attack if you can't convince them to stand down.” Habana said powering up in preparation to head off assuming the Guardian actually went through with his suggestion to stop the battle from getting any worse. “But. This isn't over, one day after this is over I'm coming back and I'm gonna kick your ass. This is just going to give me a bit of time to get used to my new power and train it to become even stronger.” Habana said with a smirk.
[Base PL: 128,937, Dark Power PL: 515,748, Super Saiyan PL:1,418,307] [Word Count: 718] [Post Zenkai WC: 5020] [Total Word Count: 19,315]
[Actions] Habana accepts Bing's suggestion and prepares to return to the main battle!
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Post by Maeve Rakshasa on Oct 29, 2015 19:12:50 GMT
Maeve looked down to her once grievous injury as the last of Bing's energy went into stitching it up. In a few moments it was as if she weren't wounded at all. She was at her peak once more in this conflict. With her recovery came an awareness of her surroundings that her agony had dulled. She could see the sky darkening from the impossible draw of energy created by the two fighters in the distance. The furious roar of power and the howling wind raging through the shambled city filled the demoness with dread as she looked to the cataclysm that was brewing. "That isn't good...The aftershocks alone could tear this frozen hell of a continent to shreds!" Maeve cursed pulling herself to a stand. She looked to the ground where her blade had been discarded and walked towards it. With a solemn frown she would kneel down and take hold of the weapon that was impossible to reach just moments ago. She took a moment, relishing the feel of the comfortable weight in her hands again. It brought a bit of a smile to her face and confidence in her heart. The confidence lingered as she turned to face Bing and Habana. "We can stop them." She pointed her blade to the golden saiyan. "...But, as you said, one day when this is over we will settle our debts. Don't let the guardians presence deter your attention from your true threat saiyan. I won't take being bested lightly, I assure you." She smirked softly, more willing to crack a joke or challenge since they all seemed to be on the same page now. If she wasn't interrupted further Maeve's form would slowly fade out as she used her demonic arts to 'blink' out of their battlefield into the main one.
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Post by Bing Gan on Nov 2, 2015 9:34:15 GMT
A small smile grew on Bing's face as Habana agreed to a temporary truce. With the Super Saiyan on his side, he might have an easier time getting Zuccetta to surrender; assuming she survived Vipoi's attack that is. "Great! Let's get moving then. If we hurry I think we may be able to intervene!" The Guardian could sense something was off, however. Zuccetta had already fired off her attack, but the energy was split between two targets. His brow furrowed as he floated into the sky, curiosity plaguing his mind. "I can't sense the person who she's targeting... That might mean their Ki is so weak that her power simply overpowers it completely. I just hope whoever that is over there can survive long enough to be healed."He prepared to take off, but a small quip came from both Habana and Maeve. They both seemed eager for a rematch, though it seemed Habana was more interested in a battle with Bing. The Guardian gave a sly smirk to the Saiyaness, speaking with a cocky tone. "You're gonna kick my ass, eh? I look forward to seeing you try when I'm at full power!"A flash of white light erupted from Bing as he took flight, speeding towards the heart of the North Capitol...
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