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Post by Negi on Jun 8, 2016 3:50:05 GMT
Negi rubbed his eyes. The brightness of the clash was still causing spots. His eyes adjusted, to see Plato darting toward him. Negi also dashed face-forward through the air toward Plato. He dodged his opponent's ki blasts with ease. He looked back at the last ki blast, and took a painful knee unguarded. He slammed into the ground, causing tiny cracks in the floor.
Everything was black for a moment as he lay there. A few seconds later, he opened his eyes. In the blurriness of his vision, all that he could see was a foggy version of Plato. Then the flame burst out of Plato's mouth. A being like some kind of silver dragon was to be Negi's opponent! The young saiyan breathed heavily.
There was a sudden change as his tail began to twitch around. Everything seemed to slow down for a moment... He pushed himself up off the floor, bending up onto hands and knees. His heart felt like it would beat out of his chest. There was a roaring in the young saiyan's ears. Something primal, something dangerous. Negi's saiyan blood was part of it; the need for conflict and battle! It was thrilling! The pain in his body began to fade until it was just a nuisance. A mere whack on the ground was not going to defeat Negi. He had conditioned his body for years!
Plato was a worthy foe, a foe to be reckoned with... Negi desired to reckon with him, at the deepest core of his being. He lifted himself up on one knee and began to focus his ki intensely. Everything around him seemed to speed back up to normal. In front of him, Plato had pooled a massive amount of energy. He looked like he could use it any second, but Negi wasted no time. He would retaliate the instant that Plato unleashed his attack.
Right as Negi hopped up into horse stance, a bright, violet-tinted white aura began to roar all around him. An extremely dense ball of energy appeared in each hand. The ki looked like it could barely be contained as whips of energy lashed out around them. Yet, they seemed to continue to grow in size.
"I... will not..." Negi yelled out. "Be beaten by you, Plato! I will keep fighting until I'm half dead in the dirt!"
Both fighters could explode at any moment...
[Charging UP2: Expiration Aeon]
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Post by Shemha on Jun 8, 2016 17:13:44 GMT
The feeling as her foot connected with his chin was pure satisfaction. Often a defensive fighter, Shemha found herself far more successful when she was the one reacting to her opponent. It was not for lack of creativity on the offensive side of combat, but because she was controlled and her body was naturally built for defense. For those reasons she kept her distance.
”Far from lucky. You underestimate me Carva.” Her words were actually a bit on the smug side, not because she was, but to try and get him more aggressive. Combat was every bit a mental game as it was physical. An individual's psychological state was an important factor. For now she felt comfortable as he launched blasts from afar, her lithe frame able to avoid them or counter with her own blasts quite efficiently. Staying mobile she chose to keep her distance, eyes locked onto her opponent.
Off to the side she felt the other two, Plato and Negi going at each other with full force. Their two versus two fight had broken down into two, one versus ones. So be it, she would incapacitate Carva then assist her partner. The idea of offering assistance to her partner appealed to the Majin, but she wasn't about to launch herself forward towards her foe. Aggression from the red female was not unheard, just on the rare side. For now she hung back, not even preparing a Ki blast as she waited. Her instincts told her Carva would come at her before long and when he did, she would act. Should the Saiyan attempt to engage in close combat Shemha was prepared to slam a blast into the ground. The flash would provide her cover to launch her counter attack.
KP: 3/3
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Post by Plato on Jun 9, 2016 2:59:58 GMT
Plato looked down as Negi charged his own attack, and he knew he would be overpowered most likely. So he would use it a discraction instead. He began to charge more and more, trying to get as much out of it as possible before he fired the flames at Negi. He looked to Shemhba and carva fighting, he had 2 options. Fire it at Negi and risk a counter strike or force him to help carva. Of course it could backfire and going for Carva could lead to him being knocked out, but it was a spar, losing was OK. Hell, no losing was not ok he had to beat this kid, this amateur had to learn who was the boss. "God's Flame!!!!" He said as the flames were unleashed not flying at Negi but at Carva.
As the flames flew at carva this would most likely make negi move towards the to deflect his attack but he would wait. If negi did not move or fire his beam he would hit carva and get hit himself, however, if Negi moved and use his beam to block the attack then he get the better end of the exchanged at least in energy. He would feel the power being held in negi, he knew this attack would take a lot out of him, this could the moment he needed to take advantage in this battle.
God's Flame Powerlevel:4,092 powerlevel heading Carva way. kp:1/3
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Post by Carva on Jun 9, 2016 15:54:27 GMT
One could say that Carva was a pure blooded, bad ass Saiyan had one not known better. Everything from his hair, to his physique, to his ever growing power and especially his incredible pride were all indicators of this being that he absolutely refused to let himself be beaten by an alien who looked more like an elf than a konatsan. He smirked at this thought during a momentary pause in battle.
As he heard Shemha's words, he felt a burning ignite in his chest. Who was she to be so smug to him? Who was she to act as if mere luck hadn't let her get a shot on him, the future General? He'd had high hopes for himself, and he'd not let them go to waste. "Oh, so you are as smug as you are breathtaking, yes Shemha? I like that. You could almost pass for a Saiyan with that attitude." He ended the statement with a smirk.
Which would have continued, had he not suddenly felt a blast of energy from the damped Konatsan coming at him. With a loud shout to Negi he leaped out of the way and let the attack his a nearby dummy in the barracks. The poor thing erupted into flames, smoldering bits of alloy falling to the ground. "Just fire the damned attack, boy! Now is not the time to waste!"
He darted forward and went straight for Plato, attacking the alien for all he was worth with a fast flurry of punches, not attempting to hit him but to distract him!
Kp: 3/3 No specials used.
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Post by Negi on Jun 10, 2016 0:47:45 GMT
The young saiyan's thoughts raced as he tried to calculate an effective strategy while still charging up his ki. Negi's assumption had been that Plato would release God's Wrath directly at him. Instead, the silver-haired alien had instead decided to unleash his fury upon Carva. Negi wanted to slap himself... What would Kyuuri have said? "Fights are tricky. If you think too far ahead, you'll end up regretting it. If you don't think far enough... You'll end up dead."
Originally, he had planned on taking the brunt of Plato's attack - it would have been painful, but not quite enough to take Negi down. He would fire his stored ki simultaneously with Plato, but at Shemha instead. He figured that she was preoccupied enough with the relentless, six and a half foot Carva enough that he could take her by surprise. A wrench had been thrown in, so now Negi needed to make a decision. Close by, Carva was assaulting Plato in true Saiyan fashion. He didn't even seem to have broken a sweat. Plato, though, had already used two techniques - surely his stamina was beginning to decay by now. They could possibly take him down now, and then deal with Shemha. But there was a problem - Expiration Aeon was a very large blast. If he targeted Plato, it would certainly mean that Carva would also take damage. If he had a chance to dodge away, then that meant that Plato also had that same chance. Then there was Shemha. She always seemed somewhat subtle in her actions, but there was a devious confidence in her eyes. As if she already knew the outcome of the match, and it was in her favor. Before Negi realized it, his decision had been made. If he could catch her with his surprise attack, he could do a tremendous amount of damage. Possibly even keeping her out of the fight for a few vital moments. Every second counts. He cried out as he slammed both of his wrists together, connecting the two purple orbs. The floor beneath his feet cracked as his ki burst forward into a bright, marvelous wave of violet energy. The floor trembled lightly as Expiration Aeon forcefully ripped through the air at Shemha. The wave itself was nearly the same height as Negi at its widest point, and it took everything he had to not be forced back by his own technique.
[UP2: Expiration Aeon] [66% x 2 turns = 7,244 PL] [KP 0/3] Shemha
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Post by Shemha on Jun 11, 2016 22:09:14 GMT
(Sorry for the delay.) Combat was a funny thing. All warriors trained and prepared for the day it would come, honing their skills and mastering their techniques with the desire to employ them perfectly when needed. Yet, combat was not something a fighter could truly prepare for. Your opponent, your environment and your potential allies, were all uncontrollable factors. The best laid plans often fell apart when a true fight began. What unfolded in the barracks between the four warriors was a prime example of just how quickly things could shift.
Plato and Negi had been in their own engagement while the same had been true for Carva and herself. There had been no agreement to break off into separate fights and Plato realized this first. The relative proximity of the four fighters allowed for him to unleash his attack at Carva instead of Negi, the later still gathering his own energy. Like a true warrior, aware of his surroundings, Carva reacted perfectly. He narrowly avoided the surprise attack and went right for the culprit. Now that left Negi and Shemha in a moment of limbo. Her opponent had just gone for her partner and Negi still gathered energy. While she likely didn’t have as much experience as he, she was no novice to battle.
So when Negi released his own attack, she was not completely unprepared. The issue was the power behind it. Its speed, strength and width would make it hard to avoid, but the Majin had a small trick up her sleeve to handle oncoming blast. Her right hand snapped up, red energy focused at the point of her index finger. In an instant a beam of power leapt from the digit. However, unlike her normal Destructive Lance, she amplified the power even further. Relying on the innate power of her species she doubled the power of the blast. It strength matched that of Negi’s charged attack and its speed outpaced it. A safe distance from her body, the two blasts connected and the powerful explosion that followed was the result.
Aware that had not enveloped Negi as it had not touched her, She knew that Plato would be hard pressed to take on both Saiyan’s at once. Shemha dropped to a crouch for a moment before her strong legs launched her into the air. Aided by her ability to fly, she flew through the air. With enough height to clear the haze of the recent explosion she sailed over the dust on a direct path for Negi. As she dropped towards him her feet both extended, legs stabbing for his chest with a dropkick.
KP: 1/3 Destructive Lance used in conjunction with Trick to intercept Negi's attack - (66% x 2) 9,344 Followed by an attempted dropkick
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Post by Plato on Jun 11, 2016 22:30:03 GMT
He made note as Shembha began focusing her power to fight negi beam he could focus on Carva. As he rushed forward Plato raised his guard to tank the blows before landing on both feet with a huff. As it seemed Carva would not advance far Plato backflipped away from him trying to gain distance from the saiyan before he landed kicking off the floor sending a quick elbow at the saiyan before trying to trip him. If sucessfull with the trip he would attempt to kick him while he was done, though if he failed he would leap away trying to converse his strength
No Kp used Kp:2/3
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Post by Carva on Jun 12, 2016 5:34:23 GMT
His strength was incredible as he slammed his fists into Plato's guard, each punch forcing the air to shimmer around them. Most spars would be for fun with the Saiyan hybrid, but as Plato tanked his vicious blows, he would be made to know that the hybrid wasn't playing games. Carva went expressionless as he attacked, very businesslike. He wasn't paid to be a nice guy. No. He was paid to be a trained killer, a destroyer of men.
In his rage, Carva felt the alien sweep his legs out from under him, his back meeting the metal floor of the barracks. He'd sensed the oncoming kick however, and would catch Plato's foot and attempt to swing him into Shemha, following through as his aura blazed and darting toward the two at breakneck speed. If successful, he'd drive his shoulder into Plato, who's body would be pressed against Shemha, and attempt to drive the two into a wall with a loud thud!
This could also possibly throw off Shemha's attack if he hit the two. That may be just what he wanted though. The hybrid was clever for his size!
Kp: 3/3 Still fighting hand to hand.
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Post by Negi on Jun 14, 2016 16:23:53 GMT
Negi held his aching side, breathing heavily as sweat dripped down into his eyes. He rubbed them hazily; he hadn't prepared himself for the brightness as his blast flashed out of existence. The next thing he knew, Shemha's form hurtled toward him. The intent in her eyes was obvious, but the young saiyan needed a moment to recover before he'd be able to move quickly enough to react. All he could do was to throw his arms up to protect himself from the impending impact.
His beastly ally unknowingly offered the boy a solution, ripping through the air with enough force to cause a shockwave of air behind him. Regardless of whether Plato actually struck Shemha, Negi would take a second to breath before he too flew after Carva. Still low on energy, all he could do was to shoot a few small bolts of ki at the alien and the majin, taking care not to hit Carva in the process.
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Post by Shemha on Jun 15, 2016 17:19:32 GMT
The better part of her focus had moved to Negi, that a reaction to the shift in targets by her opponents. With his blast neutralized by hers, the flip over the dust cloud left in their wake was a relatively simple affair as was the attack she hoped to land on the boy. However, she had not completely lost track of neither her partner nor the hulking Saiyan that now targeted him. Confident Plato was capable of handling himself in combat she had hoped to bring her full focus to Negi, but it would seem her partner was caught off guard. Always adaptable, the Majin was forced to alter her plan of attack.
Plato’s pale figure sailed towards her, there collision imminent or so it would seem. When the man stuck her figure the image of Shemha in the air shimmered and vanished. The technique had been one held in her back pocket until now, but the situation forced her to reveal it. Known as Zanzoken or the After Image Technique, it allowed her a burst of speed so much so that her image was left in the air for an instant after her departure. Zanzoken utilized, she shot forward at an even greater speed as Carva slammed into Plato alone.
The decision left Plato to deal with the bull headed warrior on his own, but again she was confident in her partner’s ability to handle himself. When they had originally met, Carva had been unconscious on the ground thanks to Plato. Plan altered but not completely changed, she shot towards Negi with the intent of slamming her fist up into his abdomen. The boy appeared winded from the powerful attack he had just unleashed and she hoped to capitalize on that. Whether he fell for her afterimage and threw his attacks its way or adjusted to the new, in his face threat, would determine if Shemha connected. The red female felt her attack much too fast to avoid, but Negi was a capable warrior himself.
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Post by Plato on Jun 15, 2016 23:16:23 GMT
He looked forward as he was flung back Carva coming right at him and shembha at his backside. He smiled as she disspeared cocking his head back, he was not doing what he should. turning your back on your foe, was and is never a good idea as the shoulder slammed in his chest pushing Plato back again as he shook his head before landing against the wall. He locked eyes with the saiyans, as he tried to figure out how to deal with carva. He could try and fight him with speed or...fight him at his own game. "Carva, i don't plan to lose to you..." He said as he opened his guard his hands low touching his hip as he dropped down his knee bending he having a fiery smirk.
He didn't move he waiting for the carva to charge he getting ready to punch him if he charged forward, He keep focusing though, if he tried to help negi he would have to move but he wanted to deal with carva not with speed, speed would not get him through, he would need deal with him through force. He keep watching his eyes darting to Shembha and Negi every once a while just in case she was losing.
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Post by Carva on Jun 17, 2016 16:34:19 GMT
His hazel eyes focused on the warrior known as Plato, noting that he was practically dropping his guard. He shook his head, a suppressed chuckle coming from the hybrid, his right hand beginning to glow as he spoke. "You've know intention of losing to me, yet you take such a lax fighting stance?" He finished his sentence with a hrmf, hand slowly rising above his head in an open palmer position, the a ball of energy growing as wind picked up around Carva's feet. "THE RESULT WILL NOT BE THE SAME AS ON VEGETA, ALIEN!"
His voice was thunderous, his chin held high as he charged his attack, not throwing it yet.
Kp: 2/3 Charging Pumpkin Bomb for 2,475 (Next round will be 4950)
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Post by Negi on Jun 17, 2016 18:57:18 GMT
Negi was also confident in his partner's abilities. He anticipated at least another few seconds before he could rejoin the fray.
What he didn't anticipate was Shemha's ability to seemingly shift out of existence - a technique he had never seen before.
The young saiyan's eyes connected with those unblinking, piercing red eyes as she appeared directly in front of him, followed by a white flash of pain as his body absorbed the blow. The heels of his feet were lifted off of the ground with the force, but by grounding his ki through his feet, he was able to maintain his balance and position.
He hoped to lull Shemha into a sense of security - though he had taken a powerful blow, Negi was used to pain. All the beatings and fractured bones and conditioning over the years had morphed him into a surprisingly durable machine.
Carva seemed to be handling Plato just fine, and it was possible that the ball of ki he was generating could end Plato's ability to continue. Negi just needed to keep Shemha occupied...
Dropping back down onto his heels, the boy shifted his weight downward, followed by an explosion of power from his calf muscles directed into a direct headbutt toward Shemha's chin. Regardless of whether it hit or not, Negi would engage in a whirlwind of punches and kicks.
KP 2/3
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Post by Shemha on Jun 19, 2016 3:07:58 GMT
Like Negi, Shemha knew her current task was to keep her opponent busy. However, unlike Negi, she didn’t just plan to keep him busy, she wanted to beat him. Her initial attack, the blow to his stomach connected solidly and with enough force to lift him off the ground. Shemha’s satisfaction ended there for he recovered quickly, the Saiyan in far better shape than her original estimation. When his feet touched back to the floor and his head drove forward, she wasn’t fast enough to react to the head butt.
The quick blow caused her head to jolt back slightly, but beyond that she held her ground. Close to him in terms of power level, she was far more durable than the flesh and bone which made up most humanoids. As her head came forward he launched his follow up, a string of punches and kicks. Far from dazed she moved to match him, arms and legs working hard to intercept his incoming strikes.
”Come on Negi!”The longer the fight continued, the more enjoyment Shemha found in it. That was clearly reflected in her tone, almost sounding Saiyan-like in her excitement. As she continued to block his attacks she looked for her opening. When she saw it, the Majin leaps backwards as if to create distance between them. Yet, as soon as her feet touch back down she launches herself towards him again with an attempted shoulder charge, her slender shoulder aimed for the center of his chest to try and knock him back.
KP: 1/3
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Post by Plato on Jun 20, 2016 23:11:14 GMT
"When did we leave vegeta." He asked with a laugh as he charged up the pumpkin bomb he looking him in the eyes again "As for this being a lax fighting stance, it is quite the opposite, i wish to brawl with you, and knock that smirk right off." he said, but that was not going to happen, at such a range he would not get close before being blasted and knocked out. as much as he put on a face of confidence, he was near his damage limit but he did have a risky idea. He began to loosen his shirt pulling his arms out of his shirt so he could push his weights with ease as he sent himself forward at Carva still keeping his low stance trying to Blitz Carva. This is my only chance to really catch him off guard, i also don't plan to lose, He thought. It was an unspoken rule but assumed taking off his weights would not be fair, however, he was also not going to lose.
"All admit, if our strength were the same, your fighting spirit and your ferocity would not be matched by me, i am not the greatest fighter in the world nor will i ever be." He rushed forward before ducking even lower throwing his weights above him as they were loosed before. The weights flew at Carva's face trying to throw him off balance. Plato turned his body as he swung forming his god's wrath as he swung towards him from below the violet ball expanding quickly before he attempted to thurst his hand into carva chest along with the beam "God...wrath!!!!"
Power without weights:12,276 God's Wrath powerlevel:4,092
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