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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Feb 7, 2016 21:01:48 GMT
While you threw your knives, she simply instead walked forwards, a soft ember becoming visible in the tips of her finger, slowly burning while you saw the knives slowly sink into the bodily flesh that she had, tensing the muscles to stop the blood flow near those areas before then moving her finger towards you, the ember slowly turning into sparks as they started to collapse downwards, a raging inferno known as hell itself would start to encroach on your personal space. Hana simply moving forwards, through the flames like a sunny day, ignoring them to the best of her extend while then aiming her hand forwards you untill a sudden pressure was felt.
"It seems you require to learn a bit more today, As this room has been sealed from outside and the~"
Snapping her fingers softly as the lights started to go out, a single pair of glowing eyes visible before you, a thick red glance, two singulair dots encroaching onto your personal space of safety. Slowly the wind of flames brushed against you, from the light of the flames it was hard to see that figure surrounded in fire herself, mingling in with everything else as she reached out from behind you to grasp your head and jam two of the kunais that were stuck in her into your hands to pin you down on the flaming ground.
"The security has been properly dealt with, we are now just doing a bit of heat cleaning and purifying that sick mindset of yours, would you mind telling me what exactly you can offer us to spare your life before everything burns away~? They say that arcosians burn for a few hours before truely dying, so lets see if that is correct!"
Placing her bottom onto your back if she had managed to pin you down while slowly grabbing your tail and starting to put it between two hands, twisting it softly to tear muscles as she did not care for any problems she may find out during this. Somebody that simply throws money at the problem could be of use, if she managed to truely break into his mindset and make him realize what kind of a safe option following them would be, to truely give out the answer of what to perform. But breaking a arcosian mind would maybe take longer, if he was a real fighter, so she knew what to do to this arcosian fat fuck, simply waiting for his reactions while slowly continueing to tear the muscles in the tail before moving on to snapping the small bones that helped keep its straight form and not collapse in on itself. Sometimes those snaps meant more to a creature in panick that the pain itself, as every single snap was a step closer to her losing her patience and making a fine ending towards your miserable life. The feet slowly traveling towards your neck, the touch of death that slowly encroached you and was willing to take your life...
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Feb 7, 2016 21:23:20 GMT
His face expressed pure fear, his eyes dilating, and quivering in an anxious fear. The two glowing eyes in the dark were what terrified him the most, like the eyes of a predator peering at its prey. One thing led to another, and Hana was on top, pinning him to the floor. His tail was within the small hands of Hana, leaving the manager truly at her mercy. One snap was heard.
"Guaahhh! Stop it, you bitch!"
Another snap.
"Grrrck! You damn broad, I'll kill you for this later!"
The third snap could be heard from the outside.
"Uuuaaaaaaahhh! Stop, please, I beg of you! I can give you money, information, anything!"
The arcosian's resolve was a feeble thing, and was able to break at any moment. His tail was being snapped apart like a thin twig, and his nervous system wasn't appreciative of it. Once again, a snap echoed into the hallway nearby.
"I can tell you about what we've been doing! Those halfbreeds, that stupid kid's mom or whoever, everything!"
The manager was grasping at the rug, desperate for his tail's survival, and his own. Flames were licking his back, slowly burning his armor-like skin.
"Why didn't I just transform earlier?! This bitch is going to kill me soon, I'm sure of it now!" The manager muttered to himself, his face twitching in pain.
The manager himself was only in his brute form, his second most suppressed state. He was unable to transform without serious concentration, and it would take a while to do so. Despite his average size, he was truly within his second form, as he was rather short compared to the Black Death, at least. A tear was felt in his tail's muscles.
"T-Take my credits, they're on the floor over there....t-they used to be on the desk that you threw!"
Still in major pain, the arcosian manager pointed in a random direction, hopeful that his credits were there. If they weren't he felt that a nasty feeling would overcome him soon....as another snap was audible in the room...louder than the rest.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Feb 7, 2016 22:28:42 GMT
While you were to pull out your strenght, you could see her placing her feet against your shoulders, slowly starting to push untill two nasty pops were heard as they started to exit their little cup holders, hoping that you would feel it rather thoroughly before simply walking to your front and holding out a small little object. It was... Strange to you that in this agonizing pain and psuedo sentient mindset, that you were incapable of thinking as clearly as other creatures. No, It was pure carnal instinct that told you to survive as you saw this emblem piece of material that was held out.
"We have been feeding you money to keep you active near here, we have been keeping you safe near here, that was what this boss of yours told you right? Well, He is drifting in space right now, suffering the blows from living with no oxygen for quite a while. Yet you dont want to suffer right?, You just want to stay calm and peacefull and live while following master dont you~?"
Slowly patting you, a strange sense of security started to follow, as you felt a soft pinkish light surround you, fill your mind with chemicals that were starting to make you beg towards this attitude she had, being safe. Yet at the same time, deep down, there was this voice you did not like, that said to struggle and escape, to not consume this object, but it was soon silenced by her mere words.
"Do you know that outside, there is a single person at a powerlevel of 0, but a scouter senses 1... Just look~"
Slowly placing the scouter on the arcosians face as he could see the thousands of powerlevels that were being reduced, hundreds of securities having been stomped into the ground and some vented into space as she simply continued.
"Do you think that somebody i cannot even hurt at full strenght will think of you more than a insect?, So give in insect and consume the little marble~ Maybe you can get a extra change as our little comrades~"
Slowly caressing his soft head, that feeling of safety you refused to lose, eating away at your sanity while just giving you the constant set of answers that made things only worse and worse, yet upon closer inspection it was worse than that. Multiple weaker power levels were moving around, carelessly, taking out your superiors and fighting them till they were but bloody pulps, carelessly supressing their levels of power. How strong must they be... A few thousand? A couple million? There was just one thought in your mind... One single thought. Defeat, utter and selfish defeat as the only chance you could get was to eat the marble and accept defeat. untill the soft realization came of you consuming the marble and using its power to push beyond this, to defeat her, to fuel your anger. To truely get a challenge out of this and kill this bitch that stood before you!
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Feb 7, 2016 23:08:43 GMT
"Ugh....what a painful bitch she is...." The arcosian muttered as he stood up, the marble in hand.
Looking at the marble, it was a creamy white, with a wavy design within it. The marble itself was no bigger than the width of the arcosian's index finger, and looked seemingly easy to swallow. The manager looked at it with discomfort.
"Dumb whore, pathetic wench! I'm not taking anything from you, for all I know its poison!"
The marble was crushed in his hands, creating mere particles of milky white dust. Scattering the particles throughout the burning room, he started concentrating his energy. Leaning forward, with his hands at his sides at a 90 degree angle, he began to scream.
"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!"
The manager's body began to crack, his horns starting to break. Veins appeared all over the arcosian's body, those cracking apart along with the rest of him. His power began to rise exponentially, up to ten times his original power. A bright purple glow surrounded the manager, his form losing its shape. Echoed cries from his being permeated throughout the immediate area, his body shifting into something more sleek, more agile, stronger....shorter. He became two full feet shorter, with his eyes becoming blood red. His toes separated into something in greater number, with an extra toes on each foot. His body became more defined, his muscles becoming easily apparent. The manager lost his horns, replacing them with a shiny red crystal-esqe dome upon his head. The light completely faded, his body becoming a dark grey, and the crystal-like jewels on his body a deep blood red.
"Behold, my FINAL FORM!"
As he showed off his ultimate state of power, the tiny particles of the marble circulated in the burning air, some of them reaching into the manager's nostrils. He made an awkward snorting noise, recoiling from what he inhaled.
"Grk! Gack! What the Hell?!"
The marble (or lack thereof) entered his body, only partially affecting his appearance. His tail shifted into something similar to a scorpion's, poison being produced within it, along with the tail becoming completely black. His horns returned, this time more akin to a goat's, with each curling into each respective horn. His body even became a little bit furry, covered with a subtle layer of fur. Even his hands changed, small armor-like spots appearing on each finger, and his nails grew into small claws. The arcosian manager became appalled by his appearance, half arcosian, and now semi-chimera.
"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO ME?! MY SLEEK FORM IS RUINED!!!"
His power was tampered with, now unable to properly control himself, and he was somehow stronger than before. Despite being weaker than Hana, even now, his power level just breached over ten thousand. Enraged, yet depressed over his loss of a sleek form, the arcosian manager lashed out at Hana, although nothing was behind the attack, something was holding him back. The effects of the marble were changing him in some way. Confused, the arcosian-chimera hybrid stopped, finally wondering what happened to him on a mental and possibly psychological level.
"Mmmrr...huh? Myuh?!"
(Mutated Metamorphosis occurred, Arcosian Manager is now a Chimera-Arcose Hybrid) (Manager PL increased to 11,000)
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Feb 7, 2016 23:29:16 GMT
Simply staring at the beast that had transformed, she simply gazed for a mere moment before letting out a sigh, no, it was more than a sigh, a sudden breath of gust would start to radiate outwards as she started to ascend, her powerlevel going up from a basic 54,759 to the number 164277, multiple changes occuring on her body, as she contained the changes, to increase the terror that she had been playing up infront of you. Her breath was carefull, her body was sleek and the arm she aimed forwards was coated in a strange thick metallic colour, aiming it towards you while simply speaking.
"Are you dissapointing me once again?, I give you a single chance to deal a blow to me that may damage me, if not i will kill you right here, right now"
Those were her only words, as she started to charge a thick energy that slowly travelled up her arms, making it as showy as possibly while simply standing there, knowing that she would refuse to give up, running away would be easily met with a strong resistance. You better make a safe choice or else things may pack out rather interestingly!
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Feb 7, 2016 23:43:30 GMT
The abomination could feel the energy that was being accumulated within Hana. It didn't need a scouter to tell it that it was severely outmatched. The scouter already broke from it's transformation, and it's metamorphosis, and it was lying a pile of slowly melting materials. The lames still roared around them, this time with added intensity towards the previously arcosian manager. Falling to it's knees, it silently gave in, surrendering to the mistress of moss.
"I....you win....ma'am. I simply ask of you to spare me, please..."
There were no feelings of anger left, his mind was constantly being reformed, changing into an obedient slave for Hana. The abomination's body shivered in fear, and out of it's seemingly forced behavior. Flames continued to lick the creature's body, burns slowly forming around it. Ashes fell upon the burning rug, further decomposing into lesser material. The creature's credits were gone, burning with the flames.
"I can tell you what you'd like, but only to spare me, please..."
The abomination was quivering in fear, but it was slowly subsiding, although not as quickly as intended. Slowly but surely, it was becoming less of an arcosian, and more of the mythological monster it originally intended to transform into.
* * *
As this transpired, another battle raged in another chamber.
Another chamber was spaced away from the others. This one was covered in a suspicious oil, accumulated in blotches on the floor, the walls, etc. An odd, flame-resistant alien stood within the chamber, grasping a lighter within her hands. She stared at its mesmerizing light, impatient.
"Heheheheh....such a beautiful light..."
As she mumbled to herself happily, a female entered the chamber, half of her body shaped like a serpent. Noticing Mica entering, the alien immediately lit herself on fire with her lighter, instantly bursting into flames.
"Oh hey, a person...thing, whatever you are! Wanna go!?"
She was positively jumping with excitement, ready to fight someone whilst on fire.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Feb 8, 2016 0:38:09 GMT
Unfolding a fan, she simply stood there, infront of you, looking around while enjoying the heat for a mere moment before waving it around, putting out any flames nearby as a small vortex was visible in the air flow, glaring towards you while simply wondering what the hell was going on in this room, seeing a few blast proof resistant windows aiming to the outside with the sky slowly showing outside, giving a grand sight before letting out a sigh and speaking softly.
"It seems that you will be a pebble in my way, do you wish to fight me fairly or will you roll over and die?"
Honestly asking you while bringing her fan, aimed towards you, keeping a straight appearance and hoping that nothing would go wrong in the current scenario, her lower body slowly moving according to the soft beats of the fan that was ticking slowly. Keeping everybody on their toes before shutting it softly and starting to tap it around her side, counting the ticks softly, it would become rather easy to follow the rhythm of her movement before she took out a small needle, tossing it towards you as a projectile.
"Then let us start, you lazy bugger..."
Showing a obvious look of disgust, she did not wish to continue this charade any longer, going to fight him one on one was a great moment of clarity for her, to see if she could truely bring herself to fight these creatures that would continiously appear in these areas. Maybe even it was a way to train these arts that she had not used in the many weeks that she was on earth, living in the comfort of the sun and its glorious warmth, apart from winter, fuck winter. Nobody likes the winter, right?, Truely?
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Feb 8, 2016 1:06:28 GMT
"Oh? You put of fires? Ooooh, I won't like you then!"
An irritated expression spread across her face, showing clear annoyance towards Mica.
"Chiza is going to fight you well, snake lady!"
Sprinting off towards Mica, Chiza ran on fire as fast as she could, going in for a direct attack. She zigged, and she zagged, moving in an angled movement pattern until she was within arms reach. Jumping up to fall downwards to strike, Chiza started spinning like a flaming wheel, holding her fists together for a slamming strike from above. All this time, she was on fire, unaffected by its heat. If she were to miss, or be blocked, Chiza would run around in all directions, moving in an unorthodox way until her opponent was confused, then move back in towards Mica to strike once again.
"I like strong people, but not mean strong people! You put out fire, you are a mean snake lady!"
As Chiza attacked, a wild look spurring within her eyes, she held a crazed look that could tell you an entire novel's worth of insanity. Chiza was a pyromaniac at heart, and no one was going to stop her from burning her, something, or anything in her path.
"Heehee....haha....HAHAHAHAH!"
She's not going to hold back, not against Mica; the "snake lady" that put out fires.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Feb 8, 2016 1:25:12 GMT
As you fell downwards, your entire body covered in soft scars from burning, yet all in all, the appearance of a beautifull maiden with the tattered outfit showing the ample size of those breasts, they were bouncing with every single movement as Mica slowly started to be grown frustrated. Seeing them bounce repeatedly while helping in the descent, she started clutching her fist and saw the beast going to defeat her. No, It was not about defeating this enemy, pulling in her fist and lunging it upwards with a powerfull blow, attempting to knock that person in the teeth while secretly snapping the tail upwards to wrap it around the waist and smash this person down into the ground while shouting rather loudly.
"You think you are better just because your breasts are better!? You think you are better just because you have those full mountains that will bring any man to your attention!?"
Hoping that the tail would keep her pinner down while resisting the flames at her fullest ability, clutching both fists before going to unleash a multitude of punches towards the face. Continiously beating into the nose and chin while starting to call out things she hated.
"FUCK WINTER"
Remembering the cold frigid outside with the temperatures that constantly downed and made her sleepy, she went for a powerfull hook to represent it.
"FUCK THOSE BUSTY LADIES!"
The memories of her painfull expierience with those busty family members of her that showed off constantly, that had constantly pulled in men to earn money with while wasting away their potential as true women. Only making themselves seen as objects...
"FUCK YOUR ATTITUDE TO FIRE"
Following up the uppercut with a powerfull stomach punch, hoping to sink it in deeply, even going as far to chase if this person managed to escape before letting go with the tail and sweeping it upwards to crash it downwards onto the person, shouting with a passion beyond anything else.
"AND ABOVE ALL, FUCK ALL THOSE STUPID FLAMES YOU HAVE BEEN MAKING!"
Slamming down the tail with the speed of a thousand frustrated housewives, attempting to completely crush the creature that was there, even going as far to dent the metallic flooring that was there to prevent the fires from leaking out in the nearby areas, letting out a soft exhaling sound while smiling rather brightly, humming softly to herself and feeling rather good today!
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Feb 8, 2016 2:02:46 GMT
Hearing Mica scream in a rage that had more to it that meets the eye....was the last thing Chiza heard that day. Chiza's face was beaten and bloody, her face was mashed and slightly disfigured (more than before).
"Guhuh! Snake lady, why don't you like winter?"
Chiza took a nasty hooked punch to the face, further providing pain to her scarred face.
"Ouchies! Snake lady is mean!"
Chiza was hanging by the snake tail of Mica, forced to take every punch and general blow from her. Chiza didn't bother trying to defend, either way, Mica didn't give her any time to recover from any previous blows. Chiza was then faced with more punches, this time in her stomach and her forehead. She was let go, but for only a second as those attacks in particular were dealt to her.
"Uuuuu....snake lady hurts. Oh, and do you hate big boobs people on fire?"
Mica's rage was already apparent as it was, Chiza was simply stoking the flames. More punches were dealt, even further increasing Chiza's amount of physical pain. Then Mica's tail was slammed down upon her.
"Uguiii!" Chiza groaned, in pain.
Mica's tail was brought down upon her once more, smashing her head into itself, denting the steel floor, and shattering the front of Chiza's skull. Slowly dying from brain damage (literal brain damage), and from a multitude of other things, Chiza blacked out, never to awake again. As Mica smiled brightly at her success and her victory, the fourth battle raged within another chamber.
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In this chamber, a large, bulky Saiyan woman stood on a bench, which was chained to the wall. She was jumping on it, wanting to see the strength of the chains. Multiple cell bars blocked her way to the nearby exit, but it never bothered her. Her focus was on the bench.
"C'mon you little shit....break!"
Giving up, she blasted the chains, blowing up chunks of the bench and the entirety of the chains along with it. The bulky Saiyan female wore standard SSE battle armor, and a bright red scouter was firmly placed upon her ear. Her hair was choppy and was in a high ponytail. Her muscles bulged in her armor, tense for a fight.
"I scanned multiple people coming in, where they hell are they?!"
Impatient for a fight, her scouter picked up a noticeable power. The Saiyan watched as Chinatsu entered the chamber, her axe as large and noticeable as it always was.
"Well I'll be damned. I never thought I'd get to fight a good fight today. Let's see if I'm right!"
Awaiting the first move, the Saiyan stood proudly, hoping for a good match between her and the Zodiac Cow.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Feb 8, 2016 3:19:35 GMT
While you stood there, awaiting the first reaction from the zodiac like creature, you saw her staring at you confused for a moment before simply placing the axe into the ground, the sudden thunderious sound of its weight crashing onto the ground, slowly denting it and causing the ground to slowly give away before reaching out her hand and speaking softly. "Granny, are you able to see where you are? Do you need somebody to help you?" Completely mocking you as she smiled softly, a kind and motherly smile as she tried to get you to remain calm, well, that was what was seen from the outside, as she slowly kept her tail still, waiting for that single moment for when you would be ticked off and fire an attack to perform self defence. A true warrior knows when to counter attack, yet there was one thing that truely frightened her about this situation. 'one mistake and i am able to get my axe stuck in this prison hallway, with the bars so closely' She thought to herself, supressing the air of her killing intent while her eyes darted over the area, counting the cells in the area, counting out at a total of 5 on both sides before a split was visible infront, going upwards and downwards with the roof being rather close to her head, no overhead or sideway swings could be able to let her strike correctly before thinking softly and then knowing what to do. Placing the palm onto the shaft of the axe before spinning it softly, metal particles starting to fall down as she slammed the axe part onto the ground, imbedding it deep enough to be hard to be moved while carrying this massive pillar in her hands and then nodding softly. "let us cut to the case granny, you are here to kick my ass, i am here to try and escape, why not just fight each other and see what happens before everything goes to utter shit because you cannot hold your calm, okay? Or do you have sand in your little clam madam?, You can escape and be a little bitch today." Glaring at her, knowing that this fight would be something rather interesting, her muscles slowly tensed, the cloak hiding most of her bodily details, which was a important factor to beating this person, but what would she do to her... Hello
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Feb 8, 2016 3:37:06 GMT
"Bitch please, I bet I'm younger than you." The Saiyan female replied in retort, her arms crossed.
The Saiyan walked up to the bars, gripping one in each hand.
"I'm not in here for any reason in particular anyway," The woman ripped the bars away from each other, "I just want to give me some alone time, then I head back out to fight someone."
Stepping out of her cell, she turned and put the bars back together haphazardly. She somehow didn't notice the subtle murderous intent surrounding Chinatsu.
"Now where were we?...Oh yes, that sassy Saiyan bitch down the hall is older, so call her granny, you big cow."
She was prone to insulting others quite often, and she wasn't going to stop just for Chinatsu. Her fists were clenched, and she was ready to throw her fists around at any given moment.
"But either way, I'm looking for a fight, that's all. If you're too scared to fight me, then leave...I don't need weaklings in here."
Her scouter picked up the power level before her, making a short beeping noise.
"Hm?.....Five thousand, huh? That's kinda shit, honestly, I've seen fatter cows with a larger power level than that!"
Poking at Chinatsu, she intended to slowly get back at her for calling her "Granny". Other powers were getting picked up by her scouter; 54 thousand, 18 thousand, 6 thousand, other powers similar to Chinatsu's.
"You got friends, huh? Who would've thought the cow had friends....I certainly never would've thought that."
Insulting a short-tempered bovine was this Saiyan's worst mistake.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Feb 8, 2016 3:58:04 GMT
Simply listening to your words, the mindset she had brought to herself to think carefully was slowly continueing its course, raising her finger to her eyes before slowly sinking the fanged side teeth into her thumb, a droplet of blood starting to travel downwards. Slowly dripling onto the ground while just staring towards it, before shaking her head softly and walking forwards, simply gritting her teeth and tapping her cheek.
"Come on, You can have the first one, let us start this like real women then"
Her eyes glaring at you, shooting you something mighty fierce, while keeping a soft grip on the pillar, making certain that she would not let it go yet at the same time rolling it between her fingers while simply awaiting your reaction. Everything being in a perfect silence as she did not move at all anymore, simply standing there, waiting for you, yet you knew that charging would not be smart this close, her pillar easily able to smash you over the head the moment you attempted to charge, so make this punch the best one to not betray that saiyan pride within your chest! Like a real saiyan, Punch her as hard as you can!
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Feb 8, 2016 4:06:03 GMT
"One punch. That's all it'll take."
The Saiyan woman smirked in overconfidence as she heard Chinatsu speak. She expected a more expressive reaction to her insults, but it didn't bother her all that much regardless. Compliant to her suggestion, the female took initiative.
"Fine then, your mistake."
The Saiyan woman lunged at Chinatsu, throwing her fist directly at Chinatsu's face. A sudden burst of ki was sent into her fist, adding an extra amount of force into her punch. The air flowed around her clenched hand, moving against her fist, creating a microscopic sense of drag. The woman's purple aura surrounded her, enveloping her like a body of water over a fish. Not much distance was between the two, so there won't be much time to react, the Saiyan was confident in that fact.
"Stupid cow! You shouldn't allow a Saiyan the first move!"
One punch to the face, another to the stomach, and the last two to the backside, that's what the Saiyan woman Parslee was thinking. Her attack pattern was simple, yet effective. Unfortunately, she was caught up in her Pride as a warrior, as most Saiyans were. This would send her to her demise.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Feb 9, 2016 23:52:56 GMT
While your first fist collided with the iron hard flesh of the amazoness who had spend her life mostly training, the small blob of blood started to travel outwards, splashing against the ground leaving a soft brush marking on the ground. Her glare cutting through the air while simply gritting her teeth after feeling the second punch struck into her stomach, slowly sinking in as a soft coughing sound came in with the grab on the cane intensifying before turning around on your punch. Grasping your second punch that collided with her stomach again, knowing that you expected to strike against her back, instead the tight abs that had formed a shielding appearance stood before you, glimmering softly in the light while she smirked.
"Three moves, Only three."
Chinatsu spoke with a certain kind of determination, the glimmer of within her crystal clear eyes becoming clouded as she showed a soft array of sharp teeth within that soft appearance of her mouth, what once saw gentleness, wanting to listen to your complaints was now a miserable pile of frustration, a small trail of blood going down the left side of her fanged mouth. Dripping onto the floor with a constant soft blobbing sound as she spat a single clot of blood between your eyes before slamming her teeth onto each other, pulling your head closer while smashing her own onto yours.
"That makes it one, Does it not madam saiyan?, Fair shares?"
Her hand that gripped towards your neck in the downwards stumble, soft veins visible over it before looking down your body and then speaking softly. No, It was not that she took this seriously, instead she thought of this as a game, while awaiting your reaction of waking up before sinking her leg into your stomach, delivering a brutal hoof kick. That natural steel appendage that was dented stuck by the many fights that had been going on in the past, only luck having granted her this hoof with nanomachine technology preventing skin overgrowth before she showed a soft smirk, pulling back her leg softly while then letting out a powerfull shout.
"DO YOU THINK THAT A REAL WARRIOR WOULD BREAK A PROMISE?!"
This sudden blast of sound that came out was enough for Chinatsu to suddenly feel a waft of energy burn up from within her before a powerfull flurry of kicks started to be fired towards the torso of this figure that she had been assaulting all this time, easily going up to twenty kicks before spinning in mid air, that powerfull musculair leg, shimmering in the light while her eyes burned in deep calmth.
"I SWORE A OATH, AN OATH OF SOMETHING I BIND MY LIFE TOO, SO DONT YOU DARE SPIT ON PROMISES!"
Smashing the leg that was covered in a black light down onto the shoulder of the opponent, attempting to shatter the shoulder bone of this figure that tried to stand in the way while simply pushing onwards to smash this person down in the ground and hop over to walk onwards, catching the previously tossed metal pipe and letting out a soft breath.
"I promised that fucking child that is fighting that arcosian up there that i would help, so by the twelve zodiacs will i follow that promise and be there to watch him fight..."
Spitting out a soft bit of blood onto a few bars, popping her jaw back in place while showing a soft smile, having had her daily dose of fighting and possibly even getting in more fights from other creatures that would be approuching. Today is simply delightfull isn't it friends?
(Chinatsu used Akuma hidzume oritatami - N1 - 33% PL)
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