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Post by Mu-Kal on Jul 25, 2016 14:50:18 GMT
Mu-Kal emerged from the water, creating large ripples across the pool. His cheeks were puffed, and he spewed water in an arc across the pool. He then laid on his back drifting for a while "I'm so glad it's here. The water always feels so good." He swam lazily to the shore next to Namorel, letting the water drip from his clothes. "So why'd you choose earth? There are plenty of planets out there." Mu-Kal said as he reached down and scooped some water into his mouth
"And if you're looking for a master." Mu-Kal put his thumb up and pointed at himself. "This guy's gotcha covered whatda ya say?" Mu-Kal asked confidently
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Post by Deleted on Jul 26, 2016 10:52:39 GMT
Namorel
Powerlevel: 2,700
"Why did I come to Earth, of all the planets in the galaxy.."
Namorel thought to himself before replying to the man Mu-Kal that resided close to him by the waterfront. There were so many other places he could have gone, or he could have even stayed home for all that mattered. Perhaps it was everything he had learned about Earth from Namek, he heard tales from many of the explorers about the beauty that the planet held and the life forms that resided on the little blue ball in the Sol system. Namorel was always fascinated by these tales and wanted to be like those men some day, but rather he followed in his father's footsteps and never regretted it. Although, looking back on it now, perhaps fate has a way of catching up to us.
"Really it was a variety of circumstantial events."
Namorel begin to speak, to unfold the events and reason as to his coming to Earth of all the planets there were.
"An Earth to Namek transport vessel seemed to be the only choice I had really on the day I decided to run away, my only escape form a darker past I needed time away from."
He replied in full, not telling Mu-Kal of his real reason for leaving or any of the other fine details about hte day he picked and such, deciding to keep those to himself. He didn't need to be spreading that information to everyone, even if the solemnness in his voice when he speaks of Namek is brought to question he will deny it, instead finding an excuse to divert the attention of said requester.
"Hmph, could prove to be an interesting time."
Namorel said on the matter of Mu-Kal teaching him and helping to train him. From his current observations of the guy he didn't gather much information, but he was sure there would be more to the man than he could pull off form a single encounter in the desert alone.
KP: 3/3 [No Tech in Use]
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Post by Mu-Kal on Jul 26, 2016 22:43:03 GMT
Mu-Kal stood there, looking Namorel up and down, he could be a good student. He definitely seemed somewhat capable in ki manipulation, in a combat sense he wasn't sure. But he certainly had potential. Maybe he could be better than himself. Remembering his own attempts at Ki manipulation, he laughed to himself.
Mu-Kal didn't really want to pry into his life, he just asked it as a passing question but it seemed to rattle the Namekian. "I didn't really choose to come here either... But it wasn't a bad thing in the end i guess." Mu-Kal gave a half-smile to Namorel, briefly seeing his mother and hearing her last words. "I do hope it'd be interesting." Mu-Kal chuckled "So, what do you say to a sparring match, or something of the likes? I could do with a fight, it'd help me dry off." Mu-Kal shaking some of the water out of his hair.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2016 0:26:18 GMT
Namorel
Powerlevel: 2,700
Mu-Kal seemed to be inspecting Namorel, he assumed that he was simply inspecting his physical capabilities. Namorel took no direct notice to this and listened as Mu-Kal spoke, getting a brief explanation as to how Mu-Kal's arrival on Earth wasn't really optional, he did however agreed it was a great place to be though. The only annoyance on this planet Namorel had met was this very desert.
Mu-Kal seemed pleased by Namorel's answer on learning from Mu-Kal. The saiyan then asked Namorel if he wanted to have a sparring session, Namorel expected such a question as what other way would Mu-Kal find out the namekian's combat potential. He looked towards Mu-Kal with a reply in stow,
"Sure, a sparring fight sounds fun."
He said this, taking a stance that resembled that of a snake, his right arm rising above his head, the hand lurching forward with the fingers and claws separated evenly, while his left arm stayed tucked at his side, resembling that of the soil of the snake's body. His right arm was somewhat elongated, but from the position it was in it should not be easily discernible. Namorel squinted his eyes, keeping his eyes on the saiyan to tracl any sudden movements from Mu-Kal. His feet were positioned about a foot apart, one cocked slightly to the left and the other straight forward.
KP: 3/3 [No Tech in Use; Spar initiate]
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Post by Mu-Kal on Jul 27, 2016 12:51:21 GMT
Mu-Kal cracked his neck, then his knuckles. He also prepared his stance, into a relaxed boxer's stance, arms around chest height shoulder width apart. His left leg aiming towards namorel the other slightly pointing to the right. He shifted his weight pushing it onto his back leg. A smile creeped along his mouth. It'd been a while since he'd been in a one versus one fight and he relished the concept. He hoped it'd be a good one, he didn't want an unworthy student.
He remembered the last time he had fought someone who wasn't ready for him. A small laugh escaped his lips as he remembered the man's head exploding like a watermelon. But Namorel might be able to handle enough for now at least.
He kicked off with his right foot launching himself at the Namekian. Attempting to fire a flurry of blows at the Namekian mainly with his fists. Aiming for a mixture of his gut and his head. Hoping to end the fight quickly.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 28, 2016 9:08:40 GMT
Namorel
Powerlevel: 2,700
IT took no time at all for Mu-Kal to begin, Namorel watching the saiyan go from a peculiar stance that seemed to offer very little lower body protection, but then again Namorel had not faced someone who formally used this combat method. It did however look very similar to the stance Noxa took, except with more focus... more training albeit the stance itself gained no extra fare from this stance, still striking Namorel as a peculiarly defenseless position, with their arms focused on the position they were lifted to, and the location of their feet gave off a stable, yet imbalanced weight to it. Perhaps Mu-Kal would prove him wrong and show him the true potential that may hide with in this fighting style Namorel had yet to see in a formal combat setting and used by someone who might know what they were doing. Namorel's own fighting style was designed in the means to off opportunity to take advantage of any combat situation coming from just about any direction with the elastic possibilities of his arms and legs, however in order to take advantage of this matter Namorel would need to keep his eyes firmly on his opponent and the layout of the battlefield he fought in. Currently he had his wiehgt positioned on right foot, almost giving him a leaning appearance as he stood there.
Mu-Kal took no lengthy moments in commencing combat, launching himself at Namorel, with the apparent intent to get things moving and possibly ended soon, he had pushed himself from the weight he had applied on one of his feet, the purpose of the odd footing becoming aware to Namorel as he watched this, seeing as it offered an interesting increase in over all forward thrust of the body. Namorel examined the situation and took the only action he found feasible to try and keep the opponent at a mediocre bay. Shifing the weight on his right foot, turning his body in conjunction with this, he threw his left leg into the air and elongated it, quickly turning the area immediately around him into a swirling roundhouse kick with an extended range. HE hoped to hit Mu-Kal from this distance and keep the fight in his favor, however this maneuver would also leave him wide open upon his secondary rotation after reaching approximately two hundred and seventy degrees, before making an entire three hundred and sixty. He however kept his left leg stiff the entire time, almost as if he were swinging a very long green club in Mu-Kal's direction.
KP: 3/3 [No Tech in Use]
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Post by Mu-Kal on Jul 28, 2016 15:55:38 GMT
Mu-Kal wasn't expecting an attack at that range, his leg connected with his ribs. He lost his breath temporarily, but he quickly recovered and grabbed it with his left arm, wrapping it into his armpit. Mu-Kal had a smile creep across his face as he raised his other arm and started to channel ki into it, readying his attack. His hand gaining a slightly yellow aura.
"Nice try, but now what?" Mu-Kal asked tauntingly, at around 6 feet away he thought there was no way the Namekian could strike him. Especially if he hit him with his Ki blast. 'Let's see if he can handle this.' "HOMING KI SHOTGUN BLAST!" he shouted as a barrage of orbs were released from his right hand aimed at Namorel.
PL:12697
33% = 4190
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2016 8:56:38 GMT
Namorel
Powerlevel: 10,800 [x4 Great Namek]
It connected! However the glory of his strike didn't reflect on any reaction on Mu-Kal when it hit. Namorel had hoped to gain an upper hand, still unaware of the gap in power between the two of them, but his failure on a sucessful reaction form his strike made it significantly more prolific to Namorel. He took a brief moment to apprehend the situation he was stuck in, with a failed roundhouse kick, what could he possibly do next to strike this saiyan. Namorel though back to the stance the saiyan had taken and thought about the actions he could take to counter a reaction on the matter. Namorel's stance alone was still fairly open, but would easily allow him to manipulate the situation to his favor potentially, with his hands still free and the rubber banding of his leg could perhaps let his get some leeway on this matter. He knew his ki techniques were useless at this range and waited to see how the saiyan would react in the immediate moments after the failed abdominal strike on Mu-Kal with Namorel's foot. Namorel had to find some sort of opening or chance to turn the tables in his favor, at least without putting himself at a huge opening, escape immediate close range combat.
Mu-Kal clutched Namorel's leg, he had seen similar action possibly occurring, assessing the situation moments before after realizing the impossibility in his kick doing much to the saiyan. In this struggle Namorel would have to hope that his close quarters combat could do something for him without any ki on his side. Mu-Kal then did something Namorel did not immediately see coming, a ki blast aimed directly at him, he could attempt to dodge, but he knew it would do little for him to try this. The area around them was fairly open, the water of the oasis being the only terrain other than the sand under their feet. He realized he had one chance, and he had to do it. He used his only free foot to launch himself at the saiyan, expanding his body mass as he drew closer, his body expanding to an almost inconceivable size compared to the size he originally stood at. He hoped he force of his overall weight would offer him a nudge in the flow of the combat and give him his leg back from the saiyan.
KP: 3/3 [No Tech in Use]
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Post by Mu-Kal on Jul 31, 2016 19:54:34 GMT
Mu-Kal expected this fight to be won and done then Namorel's leg expanded under his arm, Mu-Kal became confused looking at the expanding limb and dropped it, not by choice but because it would have broken his arm to hold onto it. Still Namorel was coming towards him, now massive in comparison to the saiyan. He pushed away from him blasting ki towards him launching himself away. [Jump Flight used] Guess he's not going to win this in melee combat he thought as the now giant Namekian was in front of him, 20,30 feet away Mu-Kal skidded to a halt and stood up again looking for some kind of terrain to hide behind until he could figure out a plan.
He scanned the horizon for some foreign shape, eventually seeing a plateau he once again launched himself through the air. He reached for his glider... No it would be too easy to spot, he needed to play this smart if he wanted to win, and more importantly show off to his possible pupil.
[KP 2+1 = 3] No tech used
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Post by Deleted on Aug 1, 2016 8:42:08 GMT
Namorel
Powerlevel: 10,800 [x4 Great Namek]
Limb by limb and muscle by muscle Namorel felt his body expanding rapidly, he had always praised this ability as it has helped him in many complicated situations and offered Namorel a last ditch maneuver to resort to if things got hairy, in this case it was what offered him the most leeway in the lock Mu-Kal had put him in. If it were not for this trait of his body he was unsure as to how he would have broken free from it, perhaps he would have lost the fight very quickly. He hated pulling this card this soon, but the feeling of Mu-Kal's grip made it obvious that there was a significant power gap between the two of them, when Namorel felt that he shuddered and had to act on impulse, thus leading to him using his giant form this early. As he expanded however he did keep his eye on the saiyan, curious as to how he would react to the sudden change in combat flow with Namorel going giant.
To Namorel's dismay Mu-Kal seemed to start retreating, almost as if Namorel's giant form intimidated him. Namorel had hoped the fight would start going towards the direction of a melee combat bout, but the opposite began to happen. Mu-Kal pulled out his glider and seemed to e trying to escape from the namekian, Namorel unleashed his ki whip, measuring in at eighty feet now, he would try to use it keep Mu-Kal close by and not allow him to escape from him. This fight was going to remain at close quarters if Namorel had to force it to occur. To Namorel's surprise a ki blast hit him as he watched the saiyan begin to... jump away? This matter confused him, but he had to continue in an attempt to keep him close and flung his whip at his opponent.
KP: 2/3 [Ki Whip Activated]
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Post by Mu-Kal on Aug 2, 2016 14:37:23 GMT
Mu-Kal was sailing through the air, he looked back to a now gigantic Namorel... He hadn't planned for this... But it would prove a good challenge. He wondered what else the Namekian would have in store. Almost summoning it he saw a bright yellow whip shape headed towards him. It reach slowly encroaching. He needed to get rid of it and quickly. Then he thought he might be able to disable the whip with his own attack.
He charged his right hand and released his Homing Shotgun Ki Blast aimed at the whip this propelled him even further forwards. He hoped the Ki would track the whip not the huge Namekian.
KP 3-1 = 2
Shotgun blast released at 4190
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Post by Deleted on Aug 3, 2016 12:22:38 GMT
Namorel
Powerlevel: 10,800 [x4 Giant Namek]
In hopes that it would serve the purpose it he wanted it to Namorel put all of his trust in the whip, it made haste towards Mu-Kal, showing signs that it may actually accomplish what Namorel wanted it to, but it did not take long for the saiyan to respond to the whip that was heading in his direction. He seemed to fire a ki blast at it, in an attempts to cut it short The ki blast would hit the whip, detonating on impact with it. but due to the nature of the whip what was left of it remained in Namorel's hand, not cut down to about half of its original size. Namorel then saw that he would have to chase his opponent down rather than pull him in from the start. He prepared himself to chase down the saiyan if he were to continue trying to make distance between the two of them.
KP: 2/3 -> 3/3 [No Tech Activated]
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Post by Mu-Kal on Aug 8, 2016 13:49:28 GMT
Once again Mu-Kal blasted his way across the desert. Almost skimming across the dunes. Headed for the Plateau, hoping for a chance to charge an attack. Still trying to maintain a low profile however was difficult, having to cause explosions in the sand to keep moving was a big negative to stealth but he thought he needed as much speed as possible. So he continued making his way across the desert, his clothes now closing in on becoming dry. He needed to get behind the plateau. He was getting close now...
KP = 3/3
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Post by Deleted on Aug 13, 2016 18:47:48 GMT
Namorel
Powerlevel: 10,800 [Great Namek x4]
With each movement Namorel could see Mu-Kal getting further from him, but he did best to keep chase, his large legs covering as much ground as they could in each sweep. Flying would have been completely pointless at this size as getting into the air would merely have slowed him down. The whip in his hand was still cut to its median and had merely half of the length he had created it with, so serving him no purpose at this current point. He was unsure if he would manage to catch up to Mu-Kal, but he had to do his best to keep up.
KP: 3/3 [No Tech in Use]
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Post by Mu-Kal on Aug 15, 2016 19:40:54 GMT
Once he was sure he was hidden behind the peninsula, he quickly tried to gauge the distance, he thought he might have enough time but. He'd have to at least try. He closed his eyes channeling ki into his right hand. It started crackling and growing a faint yellow. Sparks occasionally shooting off. 'This is gonna be my only chance' Mu-Kal thought to himself and resumed channeling his ki the best he could
KP=2/3
Ki Fist = 4180PL
[Abandoning thread PL please]
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