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Post by Beelzebub on Feb 21, 2016 6:55:23 GMT
"Oh, I think you'll get a real kick outta these moves, kid! They're the cream of the crop, the bee's knees! The uh..." The Demon Prince paused for a moment, grabbing a small notebook out of his back pocket and leafing through it for a moment. "Oh c'mon, what were those other old-timey phrases that sounded kinda cool when I heard 'em the first time?... Ah! Here it is! It's the Cat's Pajamas!" He closed the book, letting out a small giggle as he pocketed the book once again. "Heh, cat's aren't supposed to wear pajamas..."
He faked a cough as he slowly lowered to the ground. "AHEM! Alright kid, listen close, and watch even closer! Imma teach you two of the strongest moves that any villain could ever hope for! The first technique I'll teach you is the Legendary Makaioken! It's a technique that'll let you draw out more power than you ever knew you had, but only for a second or two, so use it wisely! Allow me to demonstrate for ya..."
The Demon Prince hunched over for a moment, tucking his arms close to his chest as he took a deep breath. Slowly, the ground began to shake, as Beelzebub was slowly engulfed in a deep purple aura of Ki. He let out a furious yell, as he yelled out "MAKAIOKEN... TIMES TWO!" In a flash, the mighty Beelzebub shot out an orb of dark Ki, and it whizzed right past Wyntre's head, destroying an entire army of incredibly powerful demons who had just revealed themselves from their hiding spot.
The Demon Prince let out a sigh as he stood up straight, dusting off his hands as he spoke. "Seems simple enough, right? You just gotta focus on some really mean thoughts, yell out the name of the technique, and it'll let you draw out all of that neat power! Be careful though; using it will drain up a lot of energy really quickly, so if you use it too much you'll just knock yourself out!"
"Of course, that's not the only neat thing about the Makaioken. If you noticed, I yelled out 'times two' at the end there? That's because the Makaioken also has different tiers of power just in case you need to pummel a guy a little more than usual! All you gotta do is push yourself just a tiny bit harder, and the power will push out naturally. I've numbered all the tiers from two to twenty based on how much power you get, because I like to make sure I remember how much juice I've been pumpin' out, y'know?"
He folded his arms, before speaking once again. "Why don't you give it a shot by shooting somethin' at me? It's easier than you might think."
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Feb 22, 2016 9:41:00 GMT
"The bee's knees, the cat's meow, or perhaps its whiskers or pyjamas, the snake's hips, the dog's eyebrows, the eel's ankle, the elephant's instep and the dog's boll-nevermind!" Phew. She'd nearly said... something... that she wouldn't have liked people hearing. She wouldn't have liked saying it either, for that matter. In fact, she wasn't all too big a fan of the word or the fact that it was still an actual word. She'd be much happier and the world would be a much better place if people didn't say things such as that. As what, you ask? Nothing. Nothing at all. Just as an orange may be used to refresh the mouth after a meal, she was to say something as to prevent her last words on the subject be... eh... yeah. "-And the camel's hump."Wyntre watched the technique she was soon to learn be used for the first time and she watched it in a curious form of intrigue that most being would never feel. There are many forms of intrigue, you see, just as there are many forms of anything else (including, unfortunately, saiyan transformations). This was not your run-of-your-mill intrigue, this was as organic as a crocodile and as mildly-enthused as someone who was told they should be mildly-enthused and act like it. For lack of a better word, she didn't seem to really care. At all. In any way, shape or form. Fortunately, looks can be deceiving. They weren't. Moving like a statue (or, in other words, not moving), Wyntre didn't appear to be effected by Beelzebub's attack going straight passed her face. If only she were a few meters to the side... "I'm sorry to say it but this is the part were I pester you with questions. Is it necessary to shout the attack's name? It is necessary to focus on 'mean thoughts'? Oh, to hell with it," she exclaimed, unaware of the pun, "I'll have a go."'Mean thoughts? What the hell is that supposed to mean?' she thought, once again unaware of the pun, Should I just... describe Zucceta? It's pretty much the same as insulting her anyway. I'll go with that. Zucceta is stupid. Zucceta is very stupid. Zucceta is extraordinarily stupid. And otiose. And an idiot. She is so stupid that she has often contradicted herself within one sentence and thought it was perfectly fine. Normally it would be, too, if she didn't do it so poorly. Also, she murdered me. Yes, that's pretty mean of her. It's only natural to think mean things about her. About her and her idiocy... I'm not any good at this. It didn't work too well. You see, Wyntre couldn't think mean things about people, that wasn't what she did. What she did do, however, was describe someone. Usually this came as an insult due to how stupid people usually are. Energy formed in her hands. In her left was a ball of indigo, in her right violet. They were to meet, they were to react violently, yet in harmony. Against each other, yet with each other. And now, this was supposedly to be expanded upon greatly by a technique she's learnt from the depths of hell, quite literally. This was... strange. But she had to roll with it, what else did she have left? "Makaioken times three." she gently uttered as her two balls of ki met each other, propelling each other towards like some sort of self-building Archimedean Screw. Was this an immensely powerful attack? Of course it was. Was it influenced by the makaioken technique? I'd like to say yes. But that'd be wrong. "Is this it?"[Makaioken technique... not used.] [Themis Beam [N1] used, aimed at Beezy]
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Post by Beelzebub on Feb 23, 2016 6:18:38 GMT
Beelzebub grinned with excitement as he watched the Empress' power begin to build. She created two orbs of Ki, before she suddenly spoke. There was something off though... She spoke softly, gently, too kind! Her attack raced forwards, but it was entirely unimpressive. As the twin beams spiraled in harmony towards the prince, he simply opened his mouth. The beams entered his mighty gullet, and he swallowed them whole, letting out a satisfied burp as the Ki exploded in his stomach.
"So close! You need to put more heart in it though! The Makaioken isn't some kid being tucked into bed; it's a fully-fledged warrior's skill! You need to be loud, proud, and POWERFUL! Put some 'oomph' in it this time!"
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Feb 23, 2016 8:38:30 GMT
"'Oomph'? Why would I give it 'oomph'? I'm better than that, my oomph is my own and it will not be given away to anyone who asks for it!"She didn't seem surprised when Beelzebub ate her attack. This was, of course, because she wasn't surprised. She was entirely aware that he was capable of such feats, or at least she had presumed. He had flicked away her Death Ball once before as if it were an fat balloon. She looked at the Prince in the same way she'd look at a disobedient child. This probably wasn't too far from the truth. "But I suppose I can make a quick exception..."Soon, two identical balls of ki of indigo and violet formed in her hands, just as they had less than a minute beforehand. Loud, proud and powerful, he said. I don't get be loud, I'm far too good for that. I suppose I am proud, in a way most wouldn't understand. Powerful? I am insanely powerful. Within my fingers lie the power to destroy worlds... but I am not powerful enough. I cannot fit these criteria, so I will make them fit me. No, that would be like ordering a puppy to do a back-flip on its own back, it cannot be done without considerable gore. Perhaps we can make a compromise."Ready yourself or it'd be the last thing you didn't do!"Mean thoughts, however? Could that be done? I'd just have to try. So, with a sudden thrusting motion, an attack was released into the world. "MAKAIOKEN TIMES FOUR!"[It worked!] [Themis Beam thing again]
[Or KP for that matter] [Or how much PL I have left, I don't think I'd be using it much] [Anyway, yay!]
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Post by Beelzebub on Feb 23, 2016 9:52:27 GMT
"Oomph is the universal source of power, kid! I wouldn't be standing here today without oomph, y'know!"
The Prince watched as Wyntre began charging her attack again. It seemed she was a bit more determined this time. Perhaps she'd get the hang of it this time around? He waited impatiently, his foot tapping on the ground rapidly as her multi-colored attack gained power quickly.
As she shot the attack, she let out the best yell she could, and the Prince was quite impressed. The Empress might not have noticed it, but her body had been shrouded in a malicious purple aura as her Ki attack shot forwards. It was much faster this time, and much more powerful! It smacked right into Beelzebub's chest. Causing a massive explosion upon impact. Smoke billowed upwards, but it quickly dispersed. As the dust settled, the Prince let out a cough, dusting himself off as he spoke.
"Not bad! Not bad at all. You're a quick learner for sure; I'm glad I picked you over that OTHER Empress who died around the same time as you. She was from the Southern Galaxy; pretty evil gal, but nowhere near as powerful as you!"
The Prince quickly looked from side to side, before walking forwards a bit. He leaned in close to Wyntre as he explained something very important. "Now, one more thing you need to know about the Makaioken: There's these chumps up top who made this stupid red version of my move called the "Kaioken". It's not as powerful, not as cool, and certainly not as original. So, if you see a chump shouting 'Kaioken' and turning red, make sure to call them out for being a total fraud, got it?"
Beelzebub hopped backwards, floating in the air as a grin grew on his face. "Alright! It seems like you've got the gist of the Makaioken now, so why don't we move on to our other technique, eh?"
"Now, this next move is called the uh..." Beelzebub loses himself in thought for a moment, before pulling out the little black notebook from before. He leafs through it for a moment, before letting out an "aha!" and reading intently. After a moment, he lets out an annoyed sigh, before speaking again. "It's called the... Yeli no Jigoku Ame, or as it's better known, the Infernal Downpour! I personally wanted to call it the Boo-Hoo Bomb, but the Moderators weren't having it." He snaps his notebook closed and pockets it once again.
"Now, Infernal Downpour is a technique I've developed for the purpose of knocking the ever-loving snot out of a bunch of people at once! It drains the power of your enemies, allowing you to really lay the smackdown on your opponents! Like the Makaioken, it's incredibly draining, maybe even more than a max-power Makaioken! Only use it when you're getting overwhelmed by chumps, got it?"
The Prince raised his right hand, and an orb of bright pink Ki quickly ballooned in his hand. Wyntre would begin to feel like her energy was slowly taken from her as the Infernal Downpour continued to rise in strength. Suddenly, the orb of Ki would begin to rapidly fire off small, but incredibly deadly beams of Ki. They shot high into the sky, before rocketing downwards and exploding on the rocky earth below. All of the blasts would intentionally aim to miss Wyntre, but she could easily be a fool and run into one for some reason or another.
As the barrage ended, Beelzebub lowered his hand. He let out a tired sigh.
"As you can see, it can really pack a punch! Take a miniature rest to regain the energy I snatched from you, and then try it for yourself!"
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Feb 23, 2016 21:44:10 GMT
"My oomph is my own, I'd have you know. It is most efficiently kept when not in use."
There had been a success. From a brief description, a technique had been learnt. With a few mere bullet points, any fighter would know how to activate the Makaioken. So, then, why hadn't the secret come out before? It seems like it would be a common technique if readily available, so there must be a reason for why it hadn't been thought of independently by anyone or their mother. Who knows, perhaps it had? Perhaps a practitioner trying to increase their power momentarily would simply explode from the intense strain of an incorrectly-used Makaioken.
"I am far superior to some mere Southerner Scum who calls herself Empress. As I had demonstrated time and time again, I am worthy of my status as Empress, deceased or not. Have you ever heard the old story about the Priest and the Skink? The same applies."
This 'Kaioken' sounds like an evil ripoff of the Makaioken. Red? That's a clear indication. Red is the color of blood, murder, malice, violence and evil, whilst purple is the color of genius, creativity, mystics, the supernatural, imagination, royalty, intelligence and, believe it or not, originality. "If you insist."
Next she had learnt of the next technique she was to learn, the Boo-Hoo Bomb Yeli no Jigoku Ame, or the Infernal Downpour. It would probably be the closest thing this realm had to actual rain: the ogre meteorologists likely wish they will never be needed. "I don't know who the Moderators are, but I thank them for the change in name."
"Must all of your techniques be draining? One of them's a brief power boost and the other's an energy-sapping attack designed for multiple opponents, both quite draining and only for use in the most dire of circumstances. All right."
She watched his demonstration with mild interest. She watched as the pink (she'd have to change the color) ki flew out of his hands and snaked down to the ground, creating mighty explosions. She moved her hands up in an attempt to replicate what had been done, but-
"I can't go off of such little information. How do I use it properly? You know, there's a saying: If you can't explain and teach what you know, you understand as much of it as the unlearned. So prove your mastery and teach me properly. And, more importantly, can I change the color?"
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Post by Beelzebub on Mar 1, 2016 13:11:01 GMT
"Well, if you really need more detail, I'll give ya' something heftier to go off." He cleared his throat, before beginning to explain more clearly.
The Prince raises his finger as he speaks. "Y'see, the Infernal Downpour isn't really about charging up your own energy, it's about nabbing it from the punks who pissed you off! Instead of focusing on building up your power like you would for any other attack, focus on your enemies energy! Just focus on them, and how much you wanna show them who's boss by stealing their own power and slapping them in the face with it! Taking energy from people makes your attack kinda unstable, so you won't be able to hold onto it for long; just toss it out as soon as you fill up the tank!"
Beelzebub falls into thought for a moment, his fist resting underneath his chin as he speaks to himself. "This technique is actually pretty complex, so maybe you'll need more people to sap juice from... Hrmm... Who to summon..." He pauses, before suddenly snapping his fingers. "AHA! I know exactly what to summon"
With another snap of his finger, Beelzebub summons two Saiyans; Zucceta's to be exact! Though they looked similar to Zucceta, these dopplegangers were clearly fakes; for one, they were barely 4 feet tall, and the other oddity was that they were entirely green. The two Zucceta's stuck their tongues out at Wyntre, before speaking in painfully high-pitched voices. "I'm not done with you yet, Empress! Not even hell can save you from me!"
Beelzebub grins proudly as he places his hand on top of the right doppleganger's head. "Pretty close to the real deal, huh? I have a bit of trouble making them the right height and skin tone, but otherwise it looks just like her! Nearly identical energy signature, too!" The Prince folds his arm, grin still present as he gestures for Wyntre to try out using the technique herself. "go ahead and try it out, kiddo! It should be pretty easy: Like I said, just focus on taking from them, rather than building up your own power."
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Mar 2, 2016 3:25:45 GMT
"Thank you."
Wyntre listened to the explanation intently. She had a lot of reason to do this: if she learnt this technique quickly, she'd be able to use it sooner. If she learnt it sooner, she could leave sooner. If she left sooner, she could fix up all of Zucceta's mistakes sooner. The only problem with that, of course, was that she only knew that there were ways out but not what they are or where they were.
"Normally something like this would be considered thievery, and therefore illegal. However, none of the power, nor energy, my enemies have attained has been attained rightfully. It is as much stealing as being handed your belongings by the authorities after they had been stolen by a sorry bunch of idiots."
And then the Zuccetas appeared. "Oh look, a sorry bunch of idiots. Well, Prince, congratulations are in order: you somehow made them even more stupid than the original."
Wyntre made an energetic series of backflips to add some distance, showing the more acrobatic side of her. The rest of the time, of course, she's in 'minimum physical effort' mode, which was a lot like you'd expect it to be, or have seen if you've read just about any thread she's in. Now, enough for the breaking of certain walls. It was time for her attack. She focused on the energy of the two 'saiyans', not entirely certain as to what to do.
And then something clicked.
She knew what to do and she knew how to do it. In her hand gathered pink ki which quickly became purple as soon as it saw who was using the technique. Tremendous energy grew in her hand. It feels natural. Too natural.
And then? You can guess.
The energy flew out like boiling water spitting, forming powerful blasts of ki as it started to rain purple death. "I thought you said it used the enemy's energy. So why," she started, pausing in exhaustion, "Do I fell so tired?"
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Post by Beelzebub on Mar 3, 2016 10:05:03 GMT
Beelzebub smirked as the Empress' hand filled with her foes energy. It was interesting to note that when she used the technique, the color of the Ki shifted to a deep purple; an oddity, but he didn't really mind. "Lookin' good kid! That's some juice if I've ever seen it!"
Soon enough, the energy bounded through the sky, before quickly plummeting back towards the hell-scape. The orbs quickly made their way towards the two Zucceta's, along with an extra orb for the Demon Prince. The two Saiyan-like Imps exploded from the sheer force of the orbs, leaving little besides smeared blood on the rock. Beelzebub was also hit, but he seemed to be fine. He let out a hearty laugh, walking towards Wyntre as he praised her. "Now THAT is the way you use an ultimate attack!"
As expected however, it seemed the Arcosian was entirely out of stamina. She took deep, ragged breaths as she spoke.
The Prince nodded, responding to the Empress' inquiry. "It's surprisingly difficult to wrangle up and hold so much energy when its not yours. Like I said, make sure you pull this attack out only when absolutely necessary! It'll leave you in a bad spot if you aren't careful..." The Prince shifted his eyes slightly, looking around for any possible eavesdroppers. With assurance that nobody was in earshot, he leaned in closer. "But, if I were you... I'd just buy one of those Bean things and eat like, a whole handful of them after shooting off this bad boy."
Beelzebub moved back, placing his hands on his hips as he tilted his head slightly. "Y'know, you actually look alright considering how much power you crammed into that thing!"
With everything finally being shown off and learned, it seemed Wyntre's time here was finished. The Prince raised an eyebrow as fell into thought, wondering if there was anything left to do with his student. After a moment of thinking, he really couldn't think of anything else to teach the Empress. "Well, I think we're done here. You can go now and do uh... Whatever, I guess." The Prince snapped his fingers, and an incredibly large television screen poofed into existence. The screen quickly lit up, showing a battle between a few warriors on Namek. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got a couple potential candidates for future tutelage I need to keep a close eye on..."
He gave the Empress one last glance, smiling as he gave his final goodbyes. "Seeya, Kid! Make sure to knock a couple punks out for me when you make it back to the living world, eh?"
--- [Thread end, unless Wyntre has some need of the GREAT AND POWERFUL BEELZEBUB]
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Post by Beryl Roarke on Mar 6, 2016 4:05:59 GMT
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