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Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2016 1:37:57 GMT
As Phae's new form began to move, Bastion stepped back. He could see his father and Celmaru outside, detect the chaotic swirls of their energies. As Phae ran off, he paused for a moment, thinking. That method of transportation seemed inefficient. How was it being done for the others, as they flew through the sky? Narrowing his eyes, he concentrated, then lifted upwards, a little unsteady at first, but then able to move with surprising dexterity. It seemed Walker's love and skill in flight had passed on to his heir. Flaring his significantly more miniscule Ki, the tree followed after Phae, an emerald aura blazing about him as he flew through the corridors after the spirit. Outside, in the sheer lunacy that was the battlefield continued. Walker was still charging the small sphere of energy, nothing compared to the massive attack growing in the sky. Celmaru was laughing insanely, threatening and screaming in arrogant pride. He was so different from before... it seemed that Super Saiyan truly warped your thoughts quite a bit. The main intent was still there, though, the trigger that caused it's ascension. The growing energy of the attack kept climbing, as Celmaru declared that his teacher would die. On the lookout, Mato and Phae's reactions were noted by Bastion, who hovered just outside an upstairs window, watching the fight. As Phae attempted to take off, he zipped up. "Ms. Phae.... do not get close. He is in no state to hear you, and the clash that is about to occur could very well reduce you to ash. I do not know if you can sense the powers, but I can. We must stay back." His voice was vaguely reminiscent of Walker's, but younger and far less cultured. It was clear he was a child, even though he was much taller than anyone there but his father. Turning back to look, he whispered "We could do nothing, even if you could reach them in time." He wasn't wrong. The sheer energy between the two was enough to kill everyone on the Cathedral, dozens of times over in fact. It was a level beyond, at the least. Despite the awe the bystanders might feel for Celmaru, the tree could only feel sadness at the moment. The Half-Saiyan had been happy, loving... to see him reduced to such base emotion was wrong. It was almost bestial, and the suicidal arrogance that was coming with it might well be Celmaru's undoing unless he learned to control it. His hands clenched, as more and more power gathered into the technique he was preparing. It was still rising, more strands pulling into the orb, the color gone beyond red and turned into a nearly black crimson. The grass was smoking, and a slowly growing circle of plants around him were wilting under the pressure, reaching nearly a meter in every direction. It was appropriate, he mused, that the attack looked like a massive red star. "I wonder, was this technique inspired by the Saiyan Solar Empire? A Red Sun... it might as well be their symbol. I would certainly imagine your father using it." Once more, he wondered if Celmaru could hear him. If so... " I just want you to know, I didn't want to do this. However, you leave me no choice." His eye sockets began to crack slightly, lines of light leading from the eyes as his energy surged, preparing for what he knew was coming. Indeed, he was just in time, guessing correctly that the time had just run out. With an insane laugh, Celmaru dismissed his efforts, giving what might well have been a final taunt before the end. With a hurling motion, the orb flew downwards, aimed at Walker, the air blowing outwards. As Phae attempted to get closer, Bastion appeared in front of her, hands held out. The sudden windstorm buffeted him, but he made the effort to stay in the air, blocking her path. "I cannot let you be harmed once more. My father would never forgive himself." Wincing as a shard of rock flew past, slicing his arm, the tree remained resolute. Down below, the tree slumped a little, as if tired. His hands separated, leaving the orb in the air, and spread, as if in supplication. Normally, he would have yelled something, or given some pithy one-liner as fighters are wont to do. Now, however, he had no drive to do so. This was not a success, no victory. It was him taking care of a failure on his part, a miscalculation that may have irreparably harmed his friendship. One more time, he whispered "I'm sorry." As the Ultimate Kaiser Impact neared, he closed his eyes, a single tear running down his cheek. His fists clenched. "Red Sun Cataclysma"
A single crack appeared on the orb of power floating in front of him. In the blinding flash, everything was obscured for a second. The orb had seemed to "crack", and erupted outward into a mighty bolt of energy, sawing through the air with vicious strength. Anyone nearby with Ki Sense would feel the surge of power, the attack's flames seeming to eradicate everything before them. They met the Ultimate Kaiser Impact coming down, the massive ball of burning Ki. Like a wave over the sand, they washed around it, the curling crimson fire hiding it from view as they surged through. The energy from the attack decreased rapidly, and within a moment, the planetary-destruction level attack was consumed as well. The flames blazed on undeterred, their speed faster than any mortal fire. At the other end of the line lay their target, and Walker could not help but feel a stabbing pain in his heart. His attack was diminished, but it was still notably higher than Celmaru's current Power Level. The flames surged around his student, as Walker turned away slightly. With an ear-shattering roar, the attack finished, an explosion of flame surrounding Celmaru from all sides as the attack finally caught up. Unless he had some last-minute trick, the half-Saiyan would be hit with tremendous force, likely throwing him to the ground.
KP 0/3
Red Sol Cataclysma fired
Red Sol Cataclysm: 3,691,490 vs. Ultimate Kaiser Impact: 2,326,962
Red Sol Cataclysma (Reduced) at Celmaru for 1,364,528 (1.17X PL)
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Mar 12, 2016 7:21:37 GMT
The hybrid's brows were furrowed, as confusion swept over him. Why wasn't Walker dead yet?...Why wasn't he obliterated by now?...Why was an intense feeling of imminent doom washing over him? Celmaru pondered these questions before he was surrounded by hellish flames, being wrapped in his own blast's power. Immense amounts of searing pain encased Celmaru's body, and he could only help but scream in agony. The hybrid's ascended form wasn't enough, even then, and this memory would be seared into his mind; just like the hellish flame that surrounded him. " HUAAAAAUAUAAAAUAAAUAAUAUUAAAAAAAAAGH!!!" Most flames wouldn't injure Celmaru as much as they would normal Humans, but this kind of hell-spawn of a flame created a new variety of searing flesh. The combined blasts exploded, thrusting out two giant perpendicular rings of force around their blast zones. The darkened sky lit up once more, finally revealing itself after the onslaught of an enraged Super Saiyan. As the sky had returned to its normal shade, an insignificant figure fell from his place in the air; defeated and utterly wounded. Walker's flames of Hell would sear his arms, singe his legs, but somehow not remove him of all forms of hair. The flames died out as the hybrid fell to Earth, and his Super Saiyan form was lost. The gold in Celmaru's hair slowly melted away, revealing his usual dark brown hair. His eyes were barely open, and his ears weren't functioning properly, even the distressed cries of his wife wasn't enough to bring him back to this insane reality. " CELMARUUUUU!!" The hybrid hit the ground with a great THUD, hitting the rocky earth head-first. Nothing cracked, and nothing snapped in twain, however some mental losses occurred. Momentary amnesia had struck Celmaru's mind, and he was unaware of the last few minutes of his life. Memories of the Ultimate Kaiser Impact, gone. Walker "murdering" Phae, gone. Celmaru's newfound Super Saiyan form; any memory of it was gone. The hybrid slipped in and out of consciousness, and eventually gave out, falling into a brief slumber. As he did so, only a few words escaped his lips before falling into his rest. " Ph.....Phae....I'm...sorry....I-I wasn't...." Phae shoved Bastion away from her, fed up with him blocking her passage to her husband. Floating off towards her husband, she impatiently hoped that her partner was alright. Unfortunately, he wasn't; he had little idea of what had recently occurred, and his was severely wounded. Another scar had appeared upon his body, appearing on the same arm that the electricity sparked around. The fresh scar was immediately formed, accelerated by Walker's hell-fire, and formed due to Celmaru's limb-lightning. The hybrid lied still in the grass, his consciousness left to rest for now. Phae, meanwhile, had arrived at her husband's resting place, kneeling at his limp and unconscious body. She hastily placed a hand upon his chest, sending her own energy into him. " Please.....please don't die...."A soft light emanated from her feminine hand, glowing with a dull green light, pulsing with a dark forest green shade. Celmaru's breathing was raspy, but stable, however that wasn't enough to convince Phae that he was alive. His spirit was fading, fluttering within his broad chest. The fiery flames of hell that Walker spawned was affecting his physical structure, and it was burning away at his soul. Phae's eyes widened when she realized the problem. " Hell-Fire! How....how did he....! WALKER! Why would you attack him with a demonic flame?! He's been protected by a divine spirit for his entire life, and if you remove that he becomes highly vulnerable to demonic powers!...He has no resistance!" Facing away from Walker, Phae immediately left her new physical frame to make another resurrection attempt. The physical figure fell limp into the grass, falling onto its side, with its hair and eyes fading into white once again. The spiritual form of Phae was allowed to move about at her fullest amount of power, landing just shy of a solid two million. Holding her hands before her and towards her husband, she unleashed a blinding light, constrained by her spiritual realm, onto the hybrid. Her own spiritual power was once again given to Celmaru to save his life; because he attempted to avenge her's. As the spiritual light faded, Phae weakly shifted over to her old body by habit; somehow finding it after the Super Saiyan storm had passed. The seaweed was singed in a multitude of places, but it was still usable, and required little power to possess. Falling into the familiar figure of loosely wrapped sea-formed weed. Phae the seaweed woman had returned, but she seemed to be a bit shorter....and her "clothes" were somewhat smaller and more form-fitting than before. Shooting herself over to her husband, she called out to Walker, reassuring him about something. " Although it was only used for a brief time, I will accept this frame, Walker....I humbly thank you for your work!...But it seems that I will be stuck using this figure for now...I'm somewhat spent on energy right now...and occupying that heavier body is rather draining, I must apologize..." She knelt down by her husband, awaiting the results of her revival attempt. With a sudden, brief gasp, Celmaru's eyes shot open, fully conscious and aware of his rest. Looking around him frantically, he surveyed the immediate area, noticing Walker and Phae nearby. He sat up immediately, leaning his left arm against the ground. " Wha-? What happened?! Did Walker knock me unconscious?" Another rush passed through the hybrid, his brief amnesia fading; everything came back to him after Phae reinvigorated him with her power. Achieving Super Saiyan, Phae dying, Walker easily overcoming his power, the rage he felt as he ascended. His face had it written all over, displaying to both Walker and Phae that he clearly remembered. Clutching his head, his fresh scar became visible as his arm was lifted. Another sudden tidal wave of feelings swept through the hybrid, this time being much more emotional rather than fueled by rage. Turning over towards Phae, his eyes began to well up with tears. This was the most weakness he had shown anyone in over ten years. Blood covering his left arm, several scratches ripping through his jeans, and multiple blood stains upon his clothing articles. Celmaru's heart was about to burst when he saw Phae beside him, just like always....like nothing happened.
" Ph....Pha.....Ph-Phae....p-please tell me I'm n-not dreaming...please d-dear Kami tell m-me I'm n-not dreaming..." " I'm right here, husband, like always." Nothing akin to rage had been within the hybrid warrior within that moment, and his sorrow grew, yet was vanquished at the sight of his beloved wife. Streaks began to fall down his cheeks, falling onto his bloody clothes. He meekly reached out to her, pausing...then he swiftly grasping her with his full strength, holding her as close to him as he could. Phae softly gasped at her husband's sudden action, but gently embraced her husband in kind, holding him like she always intended to. The hybrid was shaking, and never wanted to let go of his wife; whom he thought he'd lost. Phae brushed her husband's cheek softly, resting her chin upon his shoulder as he cried, displaying his weakness after all these years of constant bombardment. Celmaru was able to become a Super Saiyan now, yet he cried like a small child. As he hoped to stifle his tears, he mumbled a few words into Phae's ear. " Please....d-don't leave me again...." " I won't.....I promise." Phae spoke in a gentle tone, reassuring her husband that she wasn't going anywhere. Stroking his hair softly, being gentle with her frail husband, the same warrior that hoped to protect her with all his might. Celmaru held Phae protectively, keeping his hand upon her back, and his other, now partially scarred arm and hand atop her head. Without her, he would've lashed out at Walker again, or simply broken down in a fragile mess. The hybrid was experiencing another drawback to his Human side; he was highly emotional if the day came to break him. However, this time he wasn't alone; he had Phae by his side, willing to shield him from his troubles, willing to comfort him in time of need, and forever bound by their holy union. Phae was simply more than a guardian spirit to Celmaru now; she was the beloved wife of the hybrid, and he refused to see her leave anymore. If one ever was able to hear well enough, they'd be able to hear two heartbeats throbbing as one, finally in sync with one another. It had only taken about a month and a half for Celmaru to be completely smitten over Phae, and the hybrid came to realize that Ayumu was right; Phae was perfect for him. " There now....please don't cry, I'm here for you..." "....Thank y-you..." Pure sorrow was etched into the hybrid's face, and tears still flowed down his facial features. Phae quietly pulled away from the embrace, and placed a gentle kiss upon her husband's forehead. Celmaru felt like he had a brick shoved down his throat, and could barely speak anymore. His arms fell to their respective sides, resting within the grass. Hiding his face from both Phae and Walker, he wallowed in his shame. He couldn't defeat Walker, even as the legendary Super Saiyan that the ancient tales spoke of. He even almost let Phae die....and he couldn't do anything. "You know I can possess another body, and leave my current one at will, yes?" The hybrid's eyes widened after hearing that. He had completely forgotten about it, and it obviously explained how Phae was able to enter her seaweed figure in the first place. A weak smile formed within his facial expression, and he spoke in a shaky tone. " I'm such an idiot, aren't I?" " Of course not!" " Then why did I believe you died? How did I forget that you could leave that form at will? Why do I go off at the simplest drop of a hat!?" " That's who you are! I implore you to stop denying that, and refusing to allow that to shine through!" " I'll end up killing both of us if I don't do something about my glaring weakness!" A solid CRACK was audible throughout the field, echoing into the nearby forest. Celmaru's cheek was painfully red, and a stinging sensation permeated throughout the hybrid's face. A simple look of shock was planted upon the hybrid's face, and sat there, holding his cheek with an injured hand. This time, Phae was the one crying; she despised seeing her husband like this, and never wanted him to return to how he was before he met Ayumu. The seaweed woman still knelt before her partner, but she held her hand in minor shock, as if she didn't intend to harm Celmaru. " ...I'm...I'm sorry, Celmaru." " Heh.....I deserved it..." They both stood up, staring at each other awkwardly. Celmaru and Phae felt unsure of what to do next, but the hybrid had one; hidden in the back of his mind. Something rather....Ayumu-ish, something a bit excessive and out of place in Celmaru's mind. It continued to poke at him as he began to pick up the conversation at hand. " I'm sorry for....er....nearly destroying the Earth....I truly believed that you had died...." Facing Walker, whilst taking a hold of Phae's hand, he apologized to the tree-man as well. " I'm truly sorry for the inconvenience that I've caused you, Walker.....I can only hope to prevent anything akin to this incident from happening again....and as for other matters, Walker..." Celmaru sidled behind Phae, wrapping his arms around her like Phae had many times before. Staring Walker dead in the eye, he spoke clearly. " She's mine! Don't you dare touch her again!" Phae had a deep red blush permeated throughout her feminine face, surprised at her husband's sudden and rude words. She finally felt the tiniest fraction of embarrassment that Celmaru had experienced when they first met, and the hybrid only continued to stare at Walker head-on, making sure he got the point. Phae wasn't sure how to respond to what her husband had just said, and stood there, dumbfounded and embarrassed.
(SSJ Deactivated: PL is now 79,328) (For reference, this is what Celmaru did at the end of this post: goo.gl/mfcE3o ) |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2016 14:05:15 GMT
As the fire slammed into Celmaru, knocking him to the ground, a similar thump came from behind Walker. Glancing sideways, he found a strange wall of dirt and grass had risen up behind him. He was just about to turn around and try and figure out why when his brain finally caught up with reality and told him he had just toppled over. That was... unfortunate. Still, he thought, levering himself back up with one slightly shaking hand, he had just fired a full-power blast. This was only the second time he had used that technique at full power, and it seemed to draw far more out of him than he had expected. Standing fully upright, he saw Phae dash towards Celmaru, his golden aura gone and body laying on the ground, muscles slack. Partially relieved, partially concerned, he charged across the nearly created field, shattered trees and other detritus crushed beneath his feet. As he arrived, he heard Phae's admonishment, and halted, hand half raised. He had... used Hellfire? As far as he knew, the attack was just magically created flame. How had... His hand clenched tightly, and he had to activate his Ki Suppression to prevent his energy from raging out of control. His magic came from his heritage, and the dominant side was most definitely the power passed on from Cernunnos. Apparently, it was more prevalent than he thought. To have little to no resistance to something like that, however... that was worrying. Kneeling down, he exhaled, nodding slowly in response to Phae's comment. As Celmaru shakily came to consciousness once more, the tree waited. It was not his place to interfere at the moment, given what had occurred. When the half-saiyan grabbed onto Phae, he closed his eyes for a moment, letting the two embrace. He needed time to think, anyway. Much had occurred today, and it was troubling. Celmaru clearly needed practice with Super Saiyan, or else he might well cause even greater destruction next time. That would have to be done carefully, and clearly setting him off was a poor idea. However, all in all... today could have been much worse. He wasn't going to claim he anticipated all this, though. It was rather adorable, watching the pair. Phae and Celmaru, sobbing and embracing. Once the pair had finished their reunion, and Celmaru had put his wife in a vice-grip, Walker began to speak again. His voice was a bit strained, and he winced occasionally. " Well, it is my fault, really. All I knew was that it would take some great stress to make you evolve, and given your increased affection for Phae, it seemed the best option that would not involve actual death." Rubbing his arm, he sighed. "Clearly, I miscalculated the intensity of the transformation's effects, among other things."If that was the kind of blood-thirsty battle hunger that came over Saiyans when they grew to that level of power, a lot of things made sense now. Celmaru was someone who would likely defend the earth against any threat, a hero in the making, if not one already. Yet, when he first felt the rage of the Super Saiyan transformation, he had become far more unstable than any foe Walker had ever faced. It was a bit frightening, honestly. If the tree had not been stronger, he might well be lying on the ground, dead where he stood. The world itself might no longer have existed. It was a worrisome thought, but now was not the time. Celmaru was clearly drained from the experience, as intense as it had been. " Well, what's done is done. You've experienced it, and I know it can be mastered. Others have done it before, Kaula and Toma, fellow Z-Fighters. You're as strong as he is, actually." Chuckling, Walker ran a hand over his form, examining the scratches and cracks. "You're much stronger than you were when we met. It hasn't been that long, either." Raising a palm, he let a few half-hearted sparks out. "I may have beaten you, but it wasn't easy. I'm quite exhausted, and I held nothing back. You made me fight at my full power to defeat you, and I wasn't confident I could stop you without seriously injuring you. Thankfully, Phae was here." He would have to thank Bastion later. The first of the Verdant was hovering not far away, observing the trio silently. Unlike Walker, he did not have quite as verbose a tongue. He merely watched, content to have played his part in completing this puzzle. He had been the first attempt since Slither, and while the snake was sentient, it was far more simplistic and animal-like. Bastion might one day grow to Walker's level. He was close to where Celmaru had been when they met, and look how fast that had been surpassed. "As it is, I think you should go home and be with your wife. You've had a difficult day, to be sure." Chuckling slightly, he winced as his torso shifted along a crack. Focusing his energies on regenerating, he let himself rest for a moment before continuing. "As I was saying... that was me fighting seriously, not just training you. You may have lost, but it was a loss that was hard-fought. Congratulations, my friend. Just try not to blow up the planet in the future. That attack may be powerful, but the collateral is devastating as well." Gesturing around to the new hole in the middle of the Fukurou Forest, he raised an eyebrow. "Well, it's a good thing I just got back from checking on the Lookout. I'm going to need to spend quite a while regrowing all this." Placing his hands on the ground, his fingers snaked into the ground. Green sparkles began to appear around his arms, as the grass around him straightened and became green as well. His energy, heavily depleted though it was, had started to return, and he began to utilize his unique skill to fix the damage their fight had caused. As the area began to slowly, slowly recover, he opened one eye. "Ah, that reminds me. Shouldn't someone go check on Mato? I suspect after that, he may be biting through a table or something. I doubt seeing his son go Super Saiyan was something he expected, or is simply dismissing as unimportant."
Walker used Ki Suppression
Ki suppressed to 500,000
Walker began to use Bio-Jungle to regrow the forest, but it'll take a while
(OOC: Well, that was dramatic as hell. Any more you want to do, or should we do one more round then call it good?) |
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Mar 13, 2016 21:21:22 GMT
Walker had a strained voice as he spoke, explaining himself about what he had planned earlier. Celmaru tightened his grip around Phae, holding her closer to him. The hybrid was suddenly very protective of his wife, and he wasn't afraid of showing it anymore. Phae grasped her husband's arms, lightly holding them in her feminine hands. A soft blush still permeated throughout her cheeks, and the warmth of her husband comforted her. As Walker finished, Celmaru spoke up..albeit somewhat rudely.
"You miscalculated the effects of harming Phae, Walker. I can't allow that to happen anymore. Even if I ascend past my normal limitations from it, I can't stand to see the sight."
The hybrid swept Phae off her feet, and a cute gasp was audible from her as he did so. Celmaru began carrying his wife princess style, holding her gently, albeit tightly. Becoming completely aware of her immediate situation, Phae looked up at her husband in surprise, he had never done this before, or even began to even attempt to. Phae looked shockingly embarrassed, despite the initiative that she usually took with Celmaru. Something felt different about him, like he had to keep her with him at all costs. Walker continued speaking, that of other Z-Fighters, and those that have also achieved Super Saiyan.
"Z-Fighters? Is that another organization? I wonder who their leader is..."
Celmaru's interest was piqued, to say the least, however now wasn't the time to ponder over other factions. The hybrid's interset hit its peak, however, once Walker mentioned that he used his full power to defeat the new Super Saiyan, and both of the hybrid's brows shot up in surprise.
"You can't be serious Walker. You still easily overwhelmed me, despite the fact that you feel exhausted. Even with my newfound ultimate blast, I still couldn't truly compete. I have a feeling I still need to train, Walker."
Threats still loomed over both of them, either from their personal struggles, or from intergalactic conflicts. Those kinds of conflicts are never bound to change, but their character will always be able to shift and contort with the progression of their lives. However, some people never change....like Mato for example. The Saiyan warrior was slicing past the clouds, descending towards the Earth as swiftly as he could. An excited, yet irritated look upon his face told Celmaru everything.
"Father, I know why you're coming down here. Before you say anything, just let me take Phae to a safe distance."
As Mato landed within the grass silently, Celmaru walked over to Walker, setting Phae down softly beside the tree's feet. As the hybrid stepped away, Celmaru looked up at the tree, shifting his hand back and forth between his eyes and Walker's, gesturing to him that he'd be keeping his eyes upon him. Taking a brief stride back to his Father, Celmaru's aura flickered to life around him. A familiar feeling washed over the hybrid as he focused on his second ascension. The grass rippled beneath his feet, and the wind began picking up once again. Celmaru kept his eyes closed, and bent his arms at the elbow, concentrating his Ki to enhance his power.
"Haaaaah.......hrrrraaaaaaaahhhh.......HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGHHHH!"
The ground underneath the hybrid's feet cracked under the immense pressure, and Celmaru's hair stood on end once more. A gold wave passed through the hybrid's aura, shifting from bright white to a bold golden hue. His incredibly dark brown eyes melted away into a icy blue shade, and his power exploded, thrusting out a ring of dusty force around his frame. Celmaru's eyes shot open, revealing the newest Super Saiyan for the second time. The hybrid's lips curled into a cocky smirk, and he blatantly spoke about his newfound power like it was simply everything.
"Hah! What do you think Father? Its a wonderful sight to behold, isn't it? Just to face a golden god such as myself is a true honor, please....take your time taking in my almighty strength!"
The true personality of Super Saiyan Celmaru had begun shining through, and it wasn't a pleasant one to deal with. The power of a Super Saiyan had immediately gone to the hybrid's head, and it almost corrupted him in a sense. Celmaru had gone from a semi-confident, polite young man, into an arrogant, overconfident, and shockingly prideful fighter; that of a true Saiyan. Unfortunately, this wasn't likely to change until the hybrid could master the form, and anyone that would meet him in this form would likely despise him. Even little Core had a potential possibility of disliking this cocky personality, and he was just a small child, unaware of the true dangers of the Universe. Mato stood in shock, his spare scouter bleeping wildly.
"Over a fucking...million?!"
"Surprised? Please, Father....you shouldn't be so shocked; you are looking at a Super Saiyan, after all. A hybrid Super Saiyan...who would've thought, huh?"
"You certainly changed, kid."
"I've not just changed, I've ascended, Father! Look at me! Even your Oozaru form can't compete with this! Nothing can compete with me, I'm a god!"
".....Fuckin' asshole."
"What was that Father?"
"You're more arrogant than the damn Queen, Celmaru."
Celmaru dropped out of his Super Saiyan form immediately, a slight burst of golden aura thrusting itself into the air before fading into nothing. The hybrid clutched his head, the power rush dissipating, and his normal personality returning.
"Dear Kami....why did I act like that?"
"Apparently Super Saiyans are assholes, including you, kid."
Mato looked both disappointed and relieved. He had expected Celmaru to be destroying everything, but he just simply developed another personality due to the massive power increase. The Saiyan warrior folded his arms, inspecting his child warily. Celmaru was in a fairly wrecked state, his clothes were torn in multiple places, blood stains covered his body, and overall, it looked like he was about to receive a Zenkai (he wasn't). Picking at his ear, Mato spoke reluctantly.
"Well...ahem....I think its about time I head home to your Mother now...she must be lonely."
"Now you think that?! Its been six years, Father! Go home immediately!"
Celmaru pointed off in the general direction of Satan City, hastily gesturing for his Father to see his Mother again. Mato began gaining lift, as he simply waved his hand at his son in dismissal. He shot off into the distance, grumbling about Celmaru's newfound transformation; but was oddly proud about his son achieving the legendary Super Saiyan form....it was an odd feeling dwelling in his chest. As the prideful Saiyan warrior left, Celmaru sighed in exasperation, wondering if he could even find Satan City from here. Shaking his head, the hybrid walked over to his wife, picking her up like before; princess style.
"Someone seems bold today~"
"I guess it was the Super Saiyan..."
Walker spoke up, stating that the hybrid should simply head home with his wife, instigating rest. Celmaru nodded his head sheepishly, knowing that he's done enough for the day...but another surprise came his way; Walker congratulated him. Another sheepish look permeated throughout the hybrid's facial expression, even now unused to praise. However, the tree told him to refrain from destroying the planet in the future, which Celmaru took note of.
"That was....sort of nearly done through blind rage Walker, you....didn't expect me to get that enraged, did you?"
Phae still rested in her husband's arms, a soft blush still upon her facial features. She quietly nestled up against her husband's chest, listening to his heartbeat. After seeing him become nearly insane trying to avenge her "death", Phae wanted to keep her husband as happy as possible now. As the seaweed woman did so, Celmaru brought out an empty capsule from his belt rings upon his jeans, tossing one at the spare body that Phae left in the grass. A puff of smoke appeared, shrouding the body in its embrace, then it disappeared, with the capsule falling within the grass; now filled with something. As the hybrid strode over to the capsule, he spoke to Walker before leaving.
"I do thank you for your efforts to help me ascend, Walker....even though I still question your methods of doing so. I'll be seeing you again soon, I hope....however, I do ask that you refrain from touching Phae physically for a while; I'm not letting that recent incident slip by for a while, please be aware of that."
Kicking up the capsule from the ground, Celmaru caught it with his left hand, which was hidden beneath Phae's thigh. Turning back towards Walker, the hybrid gave the tree a weak smile before his aura surged to life around him and Phae.
"Now, if you excuse me....I'm going to find a private room."
"Eh?!"
Celmaru activated his trained potential, and shot off into the distance, holding his beloved wife close to him. A broad smile crept up his facial expression, having an strange idea crop up in his mind. He loved Phae dearly, and he never wanted her to leave his side again...and after seeing her almost die before him he had a desire to make sure she wouldn't leave...their affection for one another was almost too impressive now; practically inseparable. If his last remark to Walker didn't say anything to him, then the tree would just have to find out sooner or later...in about nine months.
(Thread Exit with active Trained Potential! I hope you enjoyed the thread, @tokoz!)
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Post by Deleted on Mar 14, 2016 0:50:18 GMT
Raising an eyebrow, Walker snorted. "When did I say you should STOP training? Only time you should do that is if you're hurt so bad you can't move." Sitting back a little, he nodded. "The Z-Fighters are led by Kami, incidentally. The god of Earth, a fighter named Bing Gan. If I'm about 1,800,000, he's closer to 5 Million. He's also a human. Not half-saiyan, just a straight human. At one point, he was on par with me, but I was taken out of the running for quite a while." It had been a shock to see the other fighter at such insane power levels. He had never encountered anyone at that power before, not even Rei when he first met her.
As Mato came down, an odd look on his face, Walker merely watched. He was not expecting Celmaru to attempt what he did, however. Even after being knocked down like that, the Hybrid had it in him to transform once more. If a half-Saiyan could train to that degree of resilience, it explained quite a lot about the warrior race. Getting back up after a blow like he had received... Celmaru was probably underestimating his strength.
It was interesting to note that even when he transformed under less stressful circumstances, he was still, as his father so bluntly put it... "An asshole." So it wasn't just that he was angry at Walker, it was partially due to the Super Saiyan form. Interesting... perhaps that explained something about the Saiyan Queen's actions. She was apparently capable of going both Oozaru and Super Saiyan, and if their mind altering affects stacked... that would be quite worrisome. As the half-saiyan's father left, Celmaru prepared to leave as well.
Swooping up Phae, he gestured to Walker, admonishing him for his methods. It wasn't really necessary, as the tree felt conflicted enough about what he'd done. Still, Celmaru's last comment caused him some surprise. It seemed the half-saiyan was feeling quite a bit bolder now. Good for him... probably. Shrugging, Walker returned to his work, watching the pair fly off. Neither of them realized that, next time Celmaru visited the Cathedral, Walker would be gone. A turning point in his life was coming, one that would cause him to leave this world for an unknown period. Still, this was the future.
For now, the tree lay back, hands digging into the earth, and let the power flow. Plants began to heal and regrow, branches and vines spiraling and reaching for the sky. He felt the warmth of the sun, the breeze in the air, and heard the birdsong. It was a beautiful day outside, and he was happy to be here, on this planet. It was worth defending, even if it's people were being frustratingly slow to step up. Still, he had plans. Many might never be used, but he had plans, alright. Chuckling a bit to himself, Walker closed his eyes, letting his hearing and Ki Sense take over. Up above, Bastion nodded, and lay down on the courtyard's grass. He understood his father quite well, being made from his mind and body. Now, all he had to do was understand it.
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Post by Beryl Roarke on Mar 14, 2016 3:48:14 GMT
Celmaru - 19368 [!!] PL.
Walker - 12870 [!] PL.
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