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Post by Sansho on Jul 4, 2016 11:01:35 GMT
Thread PL: 6,500
A day like many others during this time of year. Then sun loomed high in the blue sky, with not so much as a single miniscule cloud blocking its radiance as it bathed the city and its surrounding lands below in its golden veil. The heat was only contrasted by the gentle breeze that swept through the streets and the wilderness, a comfortable mix of warmth and coolness that refreshed both body and mind. The sound of chirping from the birds could be heard echoing upon high atop the tree canopies as they soared through the sky, their wings catching on the winds. Shadows casted over the small clearing by the overhanging branches of the trees that circled its perimeter.
It was a clearing that Sansho had made. This clearing was so much so a "clearing" as it was a "graveyard", a graveyard for the tens of trees that he had cut down with fist and foot, their fallen bark-skinned carcasses tossed into the forest to become home for the woodland fauna and to rot through the passage of time, to be long forgotten to antiquity.
All that remained were the trunks that stood rooted in the hardened earth, their heights uniform and all as tall as an adult human. Many of them had huge dents with segmented grooves within, showing signs of having been pummelled by powerful fists. Thick gashes and large portions of bark had been chipped away from the assault of kicks and chops and elbows and knees, all articulate that they would strike the various vital points of the human anatomy—sternum, heart, temple, jugular—to achieve a killing blow.
A powerful gust of wind blasted all around the clearing from several feet above. The branches of the canopies flailed and wracked as they were pushed away, some bending in unnatural directions before snapping off under the force of pressure. Frantic chirps and squeaks and hisses could be heard ever faintly under the torrent of wind, sounding from the tiny woodland critters that had become panicked and startled. Squirrels scurried from branch to branch; birds flew from their nests to get away even if it meant leaving their chicks behind; snakes slithered away and others wound their bodies tight around upturned roots and hanging branches to brace themselves.
A resounding boom like a thunderclap burst through the clearing, heightening the force that was being applied to the surrounding life that clung on so. Leaves and dust and earth was torn from their positions, cascading in an explosion of pressure and swirling up and around the clearing. Baby birds no older than the day they had hatched from their eggs were blasted away along with their nests and the branches they were nestled upon. The grounded critters were no match for the force that they tried to escape from, and were hurled tens of feet from the impact, with some of them finding nothing but a tree trunk to meet them and to end their lives.
All of this damage, all of this destruction of nature, created by the blade of a hand. The hand had struck the ground with great force, enough to make a small crater in the earth beneath its wake. The force, the power, the momentum was not slowed, not even by the six foot tall tree trunk that had once stood in place of the demon's hand. The remains of the trunk were only severed halves and fragmented pieces, cracked and splintered and shattered under the might of his Tenma Shura.
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Aku Kami
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Post by Aku Kami on Jul 4, 2016 13:36:12 GMT
His ki suppressed to the bare minimum, the destructions of the nearby trees from 30ft away is all he heard from a far. Hugging against a thick tree and just peaking to see the back of this demon's skull barely, and then bringing his own face back into hiding. Folding his arms over his chest and wrapping his white tail around his waistline as he started to smirk and immediately assuming that this individual was a demon. Without giving away his location by sound, he peaked his head when the ghost was clear and made a sneak walk over to another nearby tree, being 25ft away from this demon as he noticed the strong power level of this individual.
Without wasting anymore time to spare, he immediately swiped his foot against the trunk of the tree in front of him and sliced it clean off as he grabbed the thick tree with both hands and appeared to be hugging it. Hurling the tree straight forward with impressive speed and the tree heading straight towards the direction of the demon's location but also being 10ft away from the demon's front. Upon reaching the demon's front direction, he hurled his body into the sky, doing a backflip off the tree and landing on his feet as his white tail unwraps from his waistline and flows in the air as he turns to stare at the demon. Closer inspection indicated that this individual was a demon and he had a feeling that he was right. Now standing upright and speaking to this individual with a smirk on his face.
"So how was my entrance? Pretty cool huh? The name's Aku Kami, it's nice to meet you."
Having never witness another demon before, other than shadow, who was a Makaioshin, he didn't know whether to be wary or calm about the situation, still his guard was up and he was ready for anything.
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Post by Sansho on Jul 4, 2016 14:11:25 GMT
It was a little quiet. Almost too quiet. It hadn't been long since the trees calmed and the wind returned to a natural breeze. The sound of panicked wildlife try to a dead silence to the point that it became apparent that they were terrified and cautious of someone, or something. But Sansho merely pushed the thought to one side, convinced that the raw might of his demonic strength is what quelled them to absolute silence. They knew their place, he thought, and it was in cowardice under his supreme fist.
Or perhaps someone who would dare intrude upon his training, someone else who had some presence here. It was not a thought that he was most fond of.
There was a sudden, loud crack—a sound all too familiar for the muscular demon—of snapping tree bark. He turned his head to face the direction of the sound, his eyes shifting to the sides of his gaunt sockets, and watched on as he saw a large tree being hoisted off the ground in an upright position. An interesting sight, surely, but the fact that someone would approach him during his training leaved much to be desired, and even less to be approved of.
Whoever was grasping and carrying that thing like a sandbag must have good strength, Sansho pondered. The tree then suddenly flung towards him, flipping up and over itself once before being embedded into the ground some distance from him, standing almost as tall as it was when it was first planted. Earth and grass kicked up from the sudden impact the trunk made, dirtying the leggings of the demon's gi.
His crimson eyes flicked upwards. The sight of a blackened silhouette caught his sombre gaze, its shape tall and narrow like a humanoid. He expected some hulking monstrosity to be the bearer of such strength, and the revelation only served to cut his curiosity to a mere afterthought. But strength was strength, and he was interested to see who the face behind the muscle was, if only so he could compare the before and after appearances after he beat him into submission.
The person hopped from the top of the tree before Sansho, revealing himself in his entirety. Contrasting green dogi, and wild, spiky, white hair with two bangs that framed his face and the edges of his eyes, their pupils an oceanic teal hue. He looked fierce, the fiery-haired warrior could admit loosely to himself, but he was weak. Incredibly weak. This person's power level was nothing compared to his own, and he would demonstrate it if he was pushed so.
"Insolent whelp," the demon grumbled, his voice a bestial growl that rasped against his throat, "you dare interrupt me with your flamboyancy?" He stretched out his right arm, his hand splayed into an open palm. Crimson red ki began to swirl like an eye of a storm until it gathered into a solid ball. The blast fired right past the side of this white-haired humanoid's head before colliding with the tree behind him that he once made his entrance upon, piercing and shattering it into nothing but splintered wood, charred bark and fine ash.
"This will be you… if you do not beg for forgiveness."
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Aku Kami
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Post by Aku Kami on Jul 4, 2016 18:24:21 GMT
"I don't beg.."
While nearly almost getting impacted by the blast, he immediately hurls himself into the air and landing on a nearby 25ft length tree and the width of the tree being thick in size. Getting himself out of Ki suppression and revealing his powerlevel to the man, he immediately fired three regular ki blast at the man. While awaiting to see what this demon would do.
With his legs slightly crouched and his arms slightly bent he spoke up to the demon afterwards.
"Sensing by your powerlevel alone, you are very strong indeed, however just cause you are stronger than me, doesn't mean I won't catch up. You give me a chance to fight you on even grounds, and will show you what I'm made of."
Having said that, he smirked to the demon, hoping he would go along with his request and prove to him how strong he really is. Without letting his guard down, he awaited to see the slightest move that this man would do.
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Post by Sansho on Jul 4, 2016 21:24:36 GMT
He doesn't beg, he says. Unfortunate, since Sansho would had let him off easily if he acquiesced to is peer's demand. On the other hand, he showed some pride, some fighting spirit, at least. It earned him the demon's respect, that much can be certain. The rest all depended on whether or not he was going to hold his own against him.
Sansho watched as his opponent jumped out of close range, which was perhaps the smartest thing he's done yet, so he thought to himself. Suddenly an influx of power burst from Aku, a power that he had kept hidden from the fiery-haired demon. It was disappointing to Sansho, to say the least, that this creature born of the same strands of genes was but an infant compared to him. For a moment he considered going easy on him, just to give him some fighting chance.
But then he thought he would challenge this white-haired pup. Nothing less than the might of his demonic strength would be suitable to face someone who's bark was more than his bite. And all dogs needed to be shown who was dominant.
The hum of ki filled the air, and a plasma-like glow shrouded Aku's hands. One, two, three blasts of energy fired towards Sansho. A swing of his hands, circling down and around parried one black in an open palm. The same hand swung back around, fingers straightened into a chop as he backhanded the second one to the ground to the side of him, earth and grass and dirt exploding from the ground as the blast collided. His left hand swung around across his chest, batting the final ki blast to one side and into the forest. A small explosion sounded a moment after.
"If you want a fair fight," the started warrior spoke, his tone almost threatening, "then you should have trained harder." His arms relaxed to his side, their movements slow and yet methodical. His hands balled into fists, the ropes creaking as they tightened around his palms.
"You wanted to know my name? I am Sansho… and I will teach you the meaning of pain!"
The ground beneath him erupted into fragmented rock and clay as he pushed hard off of his feet, soaring straight towards Aku with great speed. Almost as sudden as he launched, he stopped right in front of the silver-haired demon and swung his whole body to the left. His right leg extended out into a powerful kick, aiming to smash its victim in the side of the head with a powerful roundhouse kick.
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Post by Aku Kami on Jul 4, 2016 22:34:51 GMT
Pl From 1250 to 3750 [ Demonic Will Transformation ] X7 to current PL since I'm in Demonic Will Transformation. [ Hell's Beam ] (8750)
"I hope I can impress you then..."
The plot he had formulated in his head came down to an unexpected turn of events, having the warrior appear before him and his speed clearly outmatching Aku. Aku tapping into his demonic will, and having just enough time to place his forearm to take the impact instead of his head. The blow was clearly much more stronger than his anticipation of it, spraining his left forearm in the process but also sending him far away towards a nearby tree and impacting his back against it as he took his land on the ground afterwards and catching himself with his right hand. Feeling the pain in his left forearm and seeing it twitch before his very eyes, he knew that this opponent was clearly stronger than he was, and Aku was out of this man's league. Rising to his feet and slowly brushing off the dirt from his clothes, he stared at this demon from afar and immediately screamed in anger while forming his hell beam with his right hand.
'I hope this impresses you then!"
Without wasting a second to spare, he fired his hell beam forward towards the Demon, the glowing purple aura mixed in with the black aura energy from within the ki beam that could be visibly seen, he had hoped that this technique would impress the demon, and also show this demon that he was worthy to fight against him. Already showing his body being extremely fatigue with constant sweat dripping from his entire body, along with being closed to being knocked out.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 5, 2016 23:36:48 GMT
| "Lovely...More people.." Max PL: 7'135'/Compressed tagged |
Silver was more or less training in that forest. He was currently using his Shadow Clone (Muti-Form) technique to assist him with his personal training. The training was as simple as him playing a marksman with himself mixed with a little game of tag. They used the forest’s trees as protection while they skip around the area. While on the move, both him and the clone would have been throwing dull weapons at each other. This way he will be able to train his marksmanship and increase his parkour abilities. So when it comes to combat, he will know exactly how to aim and take care of any problems ahead. They skipped along the tree branches silently yet swiftly. They both were using them specifically for creating a new tactics, protection and even surprise attacks. However for the game to work, both him and his clones need to always be on the move. This means they can’t stop in one place too long however they can change direction. This was to cause confusion. He was still training with his clone so this was going to be rather difficult for both of them. With his mask over his face, the lad aims for the clone’s chest plates. Since the clone was a copy of him, it already knew what he was planning on doing and tries it best to counteract his attack. This counter forces Silver into creating different tactics to strike himself. He had to create more and learn exactly how he may be able to defeat himself if it comes to it. He had to think outside of his mindset, think like someone else. This was also a mind game as well. A way he can also know how to think like another person based on the info he knows about them. He was currently thinking about giving the person he knows yet would never think like a shot. That person was his reckless father.
He was able to copy his father’s mindset. Before he could have done so, something else happened and stops him from doing so right away. During his little game, he heard a faint sound of a large tree falling over. He flinched and came to a pause along with his clone. The pause was so sudden, the weapons they both were able to throw fall from their hands. This was due to the surprise; both believed that no humans or thing should be out here at the moment. They tried to figure out where this distracting sound was coming from. From his understanding, this might be around a few hundred meters away from his location. The distance itself was enough that he couldn’t see the tree but he could have figured out the direction the noise was coming from. He slaps his hands softly once, locking them together as if he was going to pray. With this, his clone quickly fades away like it was a ghost. After dispelling his copy, he decreased his power. He lowers his power level to the point it felt like a normal human. Kicking the ground, he leaps from tree to tree towards that location. He used his ears to list to as much noise and trees that were falling over until he was finally there. It took him a while but he was here after all. Before arriving too close, he kept a little distance and decided that he was going to enter stealth mode. He lowers his power even more to its current lowest state. This was much lower than a normal human. He was literally tried to make himself almost undetectable at this point.
Upon arriving, he remains in the shadows, away from their sight and watch the two closely. His white and red fox mask was currently protecting and hiding his face as he stares them out. He had great control over his breathing and movements. This was so that he was as silent as he could have been while watching. What he understood so far was that a demon was currently fighting another. He wasn’t the type to be able to sense but he was surely the type to pick up the little things quickly. What he picked up on was that one out of the two demons had used a powerful attack that seems too had burned him out. To be honest, in a serious fight, an attack like that wasn’t having been something you toss around openly like that.
“He’s digging his own grave with that attack...”, he thought to himself as he continues to observe the two at action.
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Post by Sansho on Jul 6, 2016 19:40:43 GMT
((Sorry to be a bother, Aku, but your PL for your attack would only be 8750; it's x7 your base PL, not x7 your Demonic Will PL.))
Perhaps this silver-haired boy could impress him. Sansho didn't count on it, but at least he was willing to let his opponent flaunt whatever power he had. He had already taken a considerable blow from just a simple punch of the demon's mighty fist, so it might be understandable for Sansho to hold reservations. Aku's cry of anger only served to bolster the fiery-haired demon's prior opinion of him being a dog with all bark and no bite.
That was until he began to charge a considerable amount of ki within his hand. An orb of jet black and dark purple swirled in Aku's hand, ever growing and ever becoming more dense. But Sansho maintained his usual demeanour, gazing at the concentration of demonic energy with intent eyes. The crimson irises glowed faintly. Then his skin followed suit. A shroud of blood red began to emanate from the demon's entire body, flowing and weaving amidst his frame like smoke. Streams of glistening aura snaked from his limbs, becoming more fiery in their movements as he clenched his large fists tight.
It was time for this dog to know who its master is, and will break upon his Demonic Will.
Demonic Will Activated: PL 19,500
The beam fired, a sudden stream of demonic plasma aimed straight for Sansho, its velocity like a missile. It had considerable force behind it, enough to do a fair bit of damage to the fiery demon, but he wanted to see exactly how much damage it would do to him. He could give Aku this much of a handicap, at least, even if it meant weakening himself.
Roped palms lashed forwards, one above the other and cupped at the wrists. As soon as the beam as struck against the flats of his hands, Sansho knew that the rest of the attack was going to be all the more painful. A tingling sensation enflamed his hands, burning at the mere touch of this demonic force. The crackling sound of inflammation could be heard from the ropes binding his fists, parts of the strands becoming charred a deep violet shade. The rest of the beam pushed on, inch by inch, until Sansho found himself completely enveloped in its wake. The demon let out a blood-curdling cry, his deep voice filled with anguish as the pain engulfed his entire being. For a moment or two he saw nothing but the vortex of purple stands of energy spin and dash past him.
The moment passed. His skin stung as though he was bathed in acid. Parts of his tanned complexion darkened, blackening to a charcoal grey. His lungs felt heavy, and his breath felt both hot and cold at once. Gasping heavily, his let out a soft growl. His shoulders slumped lightly in their sockets as he lowered his arms. Slowly he stood tall from a hunched position, and returned his arms to his side.
Seemed this dog really did have fangs.
"…Impressive…"
Those words would soon be dashed away by the sound of explosive winds as he pushed off again, once more heading towards Aku. This time there would only be defeat for this silver-haired warrior. Sansho struck out once more with a single, sideward chop aimed to the base of Aku's neck. The force would not kill him, but it would potentially put him out of action.
Current PL: 19,500 Current KP: 3/3
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Post by Aku Kami on Jul 7, 2016 21:05:31 GMT
The speed of this demon was so fast and devastating that it had Aku shaking in his boots. His body already aching in pain, heavy sweat dripping from his face, and now coughing up minor blood. The muscles of his body was tense like he had worked out for hours and now was sore. The chop was so powerful and strong, that it sent Aku 50ft away from the scenery, far away from the two of them and crash landing on a thick tree that broke his fall. His back in major pain, not even catching his fall as he took the landing on the ground, his face implanted on the ground. He spoke in whispers and within two seconds time frame for each word.
"I...Guess...I..Earned..My..Strips.."
The only energy he had left was to toss his body from his stomach to his back. Laying on his back and staring at the sky as he chuckled to himself before heading to a deep sleep.
"I hate the sun...It brings joys to others.. and only hatred to my heart.. If I live through this... will bring chaos to the world someday.."
WC:189 TWC:773
(Will be knocked out for a post, So you can skip my post and then when it's my turn again, will just awake or something.)
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Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2016 2:53:11 GMT
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Silver eyes narrows upon the two combatants. The attack wasn’t as powerful as he thought it would have been. It was that or the other demon was too strong. To him it seems the demon brushed it off with ease. He was a little amaze of their power. He still didn't know the gap between them and himself. He wasn’t able to sense so he was only judging by skills and how well they were handling themselves. So far, what he can tell is that one out of the two is more experience when it comes to battling. Just as what he had mentioned before, it came into play at that moment He stated that the white haired lad wasted all his energy in a since attack. This leaves him open for any other attacks since he needed to recover. He was obviously right since the red skin fellow was able to break through his attack and proven that he could have finish off the job with a single blow. He moves around in the shadows slow and calmly. He tried his best catch everything from each angle while trying now to stay at one location too long. One thing he learned as an assassin is to never stay at one location for more than a one minute. Staying at such a location too long is fairly risky. If someone noticed something strange with that location, they can attack and directly engage an assassin in combat. He wanted to know if it was able time for him to exit the shadows and speak with them. He didn't know if they were hostile or calm base on what he knows so far. He decided to take the safe approach instead. That approach was to remain hidden and watch a little longer. This is to learn more about the two before making any type of move towards them. He realized that they weren’t actually trying to kill each other. Silver assumes this was some kind of training since the red demon allowed the white haired lad to faint freely like that. “I guess I can step out of the shadows if they were only training...No harm right?”, he thought to himself. He was no coward yet he was also not an idiot. He doesn’t know much about to two so it was only natural for him to be cautious. Silver is a distance fighting, surely he was completely shit when it comes to close right combat.
“You’re quite depressing...Why would anyone’s joy would be a bother to you. Their happiness is not of your concern. You should focus on your own thing and stop wasting your time thinking about other’s enjoyments.”
He said boldly and calmly. His tone was rather harsh mixed with a little experience as if he knows what he’s talking about. Silver emerges out of the shadows to reveal himself. The fellow with his light white armor strapped around his body and black under suit. Around his neck was a rather long and blood red scarf filled with battle damage at the tip. Protecting his hands were some black gloves with a light metal plate at the back. On his face was a white and red fox mask. Behind that mask was his flowing silver spiky hair though his eyes were a little different. One eye was completely dark and the other piercing red. All wrapped tightly around his body. Throughout his entire outfit, only his shoulders were revealing his humanly skin. His body seems to be more like a late teen build but his speech said otherwise. His power was undetectable among the two yet his appearance still gave off a demonic mask murderer vibe. His body language was a little off comparing to his appearance. His body language was more saying that he was rather calm and relaxes. He didn’t seem hostile at all. Only his appearance was speaking another language. He steps a little more towards them calmly. He meant no harm to them. Just to make sure of this, he kept his hands in sight so they could have seemed he wasn’t up to anything. He arrives to a sudden stop to make a friend remarks.
“You both seem rather strong. I’ve been watching for a while now....Was this some kind of training?”
With such a remarks, he was basically explaining to them that he could have attacked them the entire time if he wanted to just to get the drop on them but he chose not to. His choice hopefully doesn't bite him in the ass anytime soon.
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Post by Sansho on Jul 10, 2016 16:12:57 GMT
A strong blow was given to the silver-haired demon, enough to knock him out for the time being. It was more than what he deserved, Sansho thought to himself, as his blazing crimson eyes gave a piercing gaze towards his fallen opponent—any other opponent would have felt his full wrath and not have been shown pitiful mercy. He could only see the rugged, blood-splattered clothes of a motionless body from how far he stood after he had swatted Aku away like a fly, leaving the full extent of his injuries unknown to the fiery-haired demon.
It was Aku's last words before he drifted into unconsciousness that stuck out to Sansho. "I will bring chaos to this world someday". The words disgusted the purple and black-singed warrior. It seemed that this fighter really was a demon after all. The very thought of confirmation made Sansho sneer, his nose scrunched up and his brow furrowed. Like all other demons he knew, they were arrogant, single-minded, and have nothing but a want for indiscriminate chaos—and he hated it with a passion. After a low growl he spat on the floor in his abhorrence.
Someone called for him from behind. He had been so concerned with fighting Aku that he hadn't even bothered to notice if anyone else was in the vicinity. But alas another man stood before him, with words that confused Sansho to an extent.
"Why would anyone’s joy would be a bother to you. Their happiness is not of your concern. You should focus on your own thing and stop wasting your time thinking about other’s enjoyments.”
It took the rugged demon a moment to realize that his words were not directed to him, but rather to his opponent that he had just beating into the dirt. It seemed that perhaps both this new character and Sansho had some sort of common ground in their train of thought. The demon even found appreciation in the tone in which he spoke—he seemed to have shown the same amount of contempt that he himself had in regards to Aku's words. But perhaps that was where the similarities stopped.
With careful movements Sansho turned to see the face of this man. An interesting person, to be sure. The demon recognized some of the items of clothing that he was wearing as his black and red eyes gaze him a quick scan from top to bottom. A red scarf roped around his thin neck, contrasting the greyscale of the rest of his outfit. Body armor and gauntlets of light grey and silver clashed against the black of his undershirt and bottoms. A caricature mask hid his face, with the eyeholes framing his discoloured eyes. And like Aku, his hair was a light silver-white colour. Sansho pondered whether the two of them were somehow related, or if silver hair was some sort of fashion statement.
The dark tan of his brows wrinkles as the demon furrowed them. His gaze was just as knife-edged as the one he gave Aku moments before, except this time the receiver would be very much aware of it. He did not care if this man showed signs of hospitality with his arms and hands held up to show such. He was aware that certain fighters here—such as Aku—had no need to carry weapons to fight. It could have been a trick, or it could have been honest. All that Sansho knew was that trickery would be punishable by death.
" 'Training' ," the demon scoffed, almost spitting the word, in humour at such a ludicrous notion. His face remained in its usual sober yet distained look. His eyes shifted a little to the side as though to show his regard of Aku. "A dog needed to be shown its place. Nothing more." He returned his gaze to the man before him. "Are you lost? Or are you another challenger who hides behind his power as well as a mask?"
The tone was flat and blunt, but the words sheer cold. Sansho had no patience for those who would hide anything, whether it was a face or strength. He had wondered whether this man was another fighter who could hide his power level, much like Aku had done, or if he really was as weak as he seemed. In any case he was ready, and he would not hold back his strength should the two of them come to blows. The smoky aura continued to flow and twine around his body in a crimson shroud.
Current PL: 19,500 Current KP: 3/3
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Post by Carva on Jul 10, 2016 20:38:54 GMT
Thread PL: 46,390 | Weighted PL (Heavyweights): 11,598He hovered high in the clouds, arms folded over his chest. He'd come to Earth to study humanity, but his mission was quite disrupted as not only did he meet his mate but he ended up training with her. Not only that, but the two had conceived a child and that could be quite distracting. She...was quite distracting.
Other than Arias, he hadn't met too many Earthlings as he'd originally intended. There was those people up north he met. Toma, Aina, Cado, and the Arcosian. What was his name? Or would it be it's name? After all, he saw Arcosians as creatures with no balls. He smirked slightly at the thought, a low chuckle rising from his chest.
He drew in a deep breath, then exhaled. He hadn't been in a fierce battle since he'd fought Shemha and beaten the woman. Or maybe Negi. He couldn't be sure, but he knew he'd beaten them both. He growled a bit as he thought about Plato, whom had handed him his first and only loss. He NEEDED, as a Saiyan Warrior, to reassert is dominance in battle.
His emerald green eyes scanned the landscape, and finding nothing of interest, he turned. He was ABOUT to jet off toward home, but as one of the combatants below charged their attack, his eyes widened. He turned his head backwards toward the source of the spiked Ki. "Hrmf...what have we here?"
Three sources of ki, one not so violent caught his attention. His aura flared as be nosedived in the direction of these lifeforces, his power causing the wind to pick up slightly. Upon reaching the scene, he stopped in midair to examine the combatants, his emerald green eyes studying the one with the silver hair the most. He'd audibly comment. "What kind of joke is this?"
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Aku Kami
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Post by Aku Kami on Jul 11, 2016 2:08:33 GMT
(Will be knocked out for the whole thread)
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Post by Zerori on Oct 18, 2016 0:31:05 GMT
Sansho 2,877<-- Word count3,913 <-- PL gains8,500 PL --> 12,413 PL~-~-~-~ Carva 302 <-- Word count362 <-- Zeni gains1,986 Zeni --> 2,348 Zeni~-~-~-~ Aku Kami (pm me what you would like) 936 <-- Word count?? <-- P/Zeni gains?? PL/Zeni --> ?? PL/Zeni~-~-~-~ @sorasen (PM me what you would like) 1,533 <-- Word count?? <-- PL/Zeni gains?? PL/Zeni --> ?? PL/Zeni
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