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Post by Deleted on Aug 3, 2016 11:37:28 GMT
 The Fast and the Mildly Annoyed ← Power Level 20k; Heavy Weights 5k
Noxa had never been held hostage before; Noxa had never involved in a high-speed car chase before.
“I guess there is a first time for everything.” Sighed the pale, frail, doe-eyed girl. Her emerald gaze looking from one armed gunman to another. Acting afraid had gotten old far too quickly... Especially when she had been stuck in the back of some stupid black van, being tossed around as the vehicle dashed in and out of traffic. Who even used wheeled vehicles no a days? Jeeze!
Noxa didn’t want to break character; she didn’t want to ruin her shape shifted form’s make believe session for no reason, but this was getting tedious — and slightly annoying. This is not what she had envisioned when she thought of going on an adventure. Noxa shut her eyes, attempting to drown out the shouting and the sirens that blared not too far back.
This was not the adventure Noxa had in mind when she got up that morning… With tightly-clamped eyelids, struggling not to lose her shit and just slaughter these over-the-top morons Noxa attempted to think back, wondering where she went wrong.
She thought back to the beginning of the day.
Plenty of new experiences had been marking Noxa’s stay in Satan City as relatively pleasant. It wasn’t all sunshine and rainbows — thank the heavens for that! Noxa had a keen distaste for sunny days, mostly because it was all she’d seen back ‘home’ in the deserts of planet Zilyana. Here, in Satan City, she was thankful for the frequent rainstorms that seemed to often wash over the city. Between petrichor and ozone Noxa had found she had a heavy preference the more intense showers — especially the ones served with a side of thunder.
Today Noxa wasn’t as lucky as she’d like to have been. She was awoken not by the constant drumming of rain. Then again, at the same time she wasn’t met with blinding light and clear skies upon exiting her nest. Once she’d made her way out of the cancerous amalgam of drywall and debris she was met with soft, dim light that struggled to make it through the thick canvas above.
The sky was cumbersome and overcast. A promise of rain lingered in the air; a promise she prayed would be followed through. A strong, hefty breeze washed over the skyscraper’s summit, where Noxa resided. She flinched at the ferocity of the gust. The Bio-Android was by no means light, especially with her power inhibitors active — and the gust had still threatened her stability. That was a little unexpected. Noxa figured it was surely a man-made event; unless a truly monstrous storm was approaching there was no way that sudden burst of air was natural. Unafraid of the consequences Noxa found herself approaching the ledge that lined the zenith of the phallic structure. Noxa had wings; Noxa had mastered flight, so what was the worst that could happen?
Saffron circles crowned over ebony sclera looked down onto the streets of the bustling metropolis. Noxa examined the concrete jungle, unobstructed by too much of its structures. She was, after all, atop the tallest one.
There was nothing out of the ordinary going on.There was plenty of traffic below. The moderate activity told Noxa that it was well past the morning, despite just how dark the overcast city was. Noxa reached up with her carapace-covered hand. The sharp talons of the metallic ‘armor’ scratched at the warm, smooth meeting point of her breasts. The Bio Woman mindlessly tended to her cleavage; her thoughts lay elsewhere.
Her eyelids slowly came down. Noxa shouldn’t let the day got to waste. A lungful of air filled her torso. Her voluptuous figure stretched; her arms intertwining around one another as she reached towards the sky, lungs growing still. Her figure then began to diminished as she bent back, arching just enough to let her sleepy anatomy to ‘pop’ a little. The air rushed from her with a lengthy sigh. The citrine gaze opened, her head now looking to the sky.
“Shouldn’t let today waste away.” She reiterated — aloud this time. The last time she’d had an ‘adventure’ of her own was when she confronted Dirty Dan about her grotesque handling of the Bio-Android’s image. Since then Noxa mostly read on her down time — well, when she wasn’t down bellow hunting.
The last memory Noxa had of anything resembling ‘fun’ was when she lured a group of muggers down an alley using the visage of some blonde woman she’d absorbed days before. Noxa had saved herself a hearty meal — with plenty of emotional satisfaction from snatching the thug’s falsely perceived victory from their eyes. Unfortunately, for Noxa, her meal had been cut short thanks to some redhead warrior.
Maybe she’d have better luck today. In her adventuring, that is. She wasn’t particularly hungry now. The woman sat herself down, legs dangling over the edge. She looked between her toned, luscious legs. ‘What could I do today?’ She wondered to herself, feet occasionally swinging either by her own accord or the still-howling wind.
What could she work on? A corner of Noxa’s mouth raised, pulling back as she sucked at her teeth. Her people skills could certainly use a little brushing up. She was fine ‘mingling’, but felt her ability to form deeper bonds were… Rusty — a nice way to label something non-existent. That was it! Noxa would try to make a deep connection with someone that wasn’t green!
Gleeful and with plenty of hope for an exciting future Noxa made the final push off the building — giving in to gravity’s unyielding pull.
The red mane that whipped through the air changed as she fell. Her hair would darken, shorten, and curl. Noxa’s overall shape shrunk as well, until she was nothing more than a dried-up teenager. The black and yellow gaze, too, found itself subject change; her eyes transformed into a cute, albeit normal, pair.
Soon the doe eyed girl touched down. A large snap of shattering concrete beneath her feet marking her consummation with the floor. At some point along the fall her carapace had expanded and thinned; it looked as though she wore some sort of black jumpsuit that belonged to a pilot or professional racer.
Now the wide-eyed Noxa strolled the streets, not paying much mind to the startled civilians that just watched a girl smash down next to them from out of nowhere.
Noxa had a pretty good understanding of the cityscape layout by now. She knew she was close to a very large bank. If Noxa was going to go on a good, fun journey filled with self-discovery she was going to need some money! Even if it was just got some more ‘believable’ clothes!
A smile creeped up to the innocent smile of the wolf in sheep’s clothing. ‘See, Noxa?’ She thought to herself, ‘That deal with Dirty Dan is already paying off! You need Zeni? You got Zeni!’
Her stroll through the lively city’s sidewalks was pleasant enough. Noxa had no reason to dislike any of it. In this form no one paid her much mind. Sure, her strange clothing caught one or two glances, but it was nothing like the gawking her normal form’s sex appeal garnished.
Noxa, upon reaching the bank, didn’t even have time to get in. Just as she was reaching for the door she found it being ‘kicked’ open. Noxa hopped back, just in time to not get clipped by it. Four tall, built men armed with firearms burst out, carrying heavy bags overflowing with cash. Before she knew it she had a gun pointed to her; before she knew it Noxa’s tiny wrist was firmly grasped and she was dragged off to their van. The man, at first, struggled to tug Noxa. She was still incredibly heavy in this form, after all her power inhibition was still active.
It wasn't long until Noxa’s hands were cuffed behind her back and she was rushed into the van alongside the criminals.
Her eyes opened just in time for her to see the man in the passenger seat shower the outside with a hail of machinegun fire.
“Fuck off, coppers!” He shouted back at the sound of police sirens, which slowly faded into the background.
These guys were pretty rude.
Is this what a normal girl’s life was like?
Clarify: Noxa's current form. Instead of a white dress it's a black suit made from her carapace.
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Post by Plato on Aug 3, 2016 19:40:23 GMT
With Medium Weights:26,455
Plato had been in Satan City just minding his own business. He had went to a Mc'bao's Yesterday and the burger was not the best but now it was a new day. It was late at night as plato walked across the sidewalk in his causal gear which was a black tux which he had bought while in satan city. He was told this was for big events like parties and marriages (Whatever that last one was) but compared to Konstian silk he was not impressed. The city was quite nice with large building a huge amount of people who seemed nice enough. He had gotten into small talk with some of the folk though nothing major he was just trying to have a nice day. Of course you could never have a nice day and that he was about to learn in a moment. He could hear the shouting and roaring as the streets began to clear while other were honking there horns as a Black van speed past bullets flying out as one zoomed towards him and as he was not paying any attention at all hit him in the chest but he just keep walking a small hole in his new tux.
Plato saw the police cars chased down the van as people were screaming one of the people he was walking around on the ground a puddle of blood under them from a bullet that flew into there chest "Omg she was shot." One of them yelled out as plato turned as it clicked on him. He assumed the humans would be ok but not every human had ki so a bullet must of been a deadly weapon. An object flying at high speeds impacting with flesh would cause some damage. One of the people looked at plato "You been shot too." She said covering her mouth as plato looked quite confused "I am fine." He said before looking down and seeing the hole in his new tux. He looked towards the direction the van had gone as he smiled at her "I will be fine i don't feel a thing i'll take myself to the hopstial." He said as he walked off in a complete rage. He didn't care much for the tux, but they shot an innocent and himself. Who the fuck did they think they were. Plato got into an alley way as he messed with his hair throwing the tux away. He would pick it up later as he got into his armor his sword on his side. They had messed with the wrong Konstian tonight.
Plato white aura formed around him as walked towards a man pulling out a couple gold bar from konats. He didn't need them but this man did. "Can i buy your car for this." He asked as he gave the man the large gold bars as he nodded with complete shock as he got into the mans car driving off. The car was quite old rusted and probley the worst car he had ever seen but that was ok. He just was gonna have to catch up to them. He pressed the gas as he began to drive as fast as he could using his training as ki fighter as he avoided the cars as he began to drive towards the van passing up the police cars. As soon as he got at 100 feet of the van he slowed down but he made sure to stay in range. He needed to find something to throw at that fucking van. Hopefully that he could stop the van without causing anyone to be harmed. Though they probley are shot a couple more people. But plato was here for payback he was not going to miss his chance.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 4, 2016 14:47:43 GMT
The men in black looked in complete disbelief as the shoddyy car joined the chase. Somehow the beaten down thing was able to keep up with the van and the police cruisers that bolted after it.
“What the fuck?” Asked the masked man in the seat to the right — the passenger's seat. He moved his upper body out of the open window. Was he hallucinating? Was this really happening? “S-some fucking idiot is chasing us, Mike!” He called back with a heart laugh. The dated lead spitter was then brandished again. The machine gun pointed towards Plato and his vehicle. It opened fire, raining down the little pellets that would bite through the metal of the car, mowing it down as the car approached. “FUCK OFF!” Cried the bandit, not yet noticing that some of the gun shots seemed to just ricochet off of Plato’s form.
Sitting in the back seat, with one of the vandals barely keeping an eye on her, Noxa took note of the commotion. She could not yet sense ki; she didn’t have that skill. From what the man described, however, Noxa guessed it was yet another one of the bothersome heroes of this city. That or a complete lunatic overwhelmed with road rage, deciding to take things into his own hands. She really ,really hoped it was the latter of the two.
Never before had Noxa seen someone filled to the brim with road rage — filled the the point of joining a high speed car chase simply to give someone a piece of their mind. The girl couldn’t help but laugh at the idea! She promptly began to laugh aloud,much to the surprise of the nearest gunman.
“What the fuck is wrong with this bitch?” Spoke the masked man, mostly to himself, yet loud enough to warrant a response from the driver.
“Probably adrenaline or something!” He chimed in, bringing a ‘good enough’ solution to the rhetorical question kind of, but not really posed by his partner in crime.
Having caught wind of that the redhead in a brunette’s body simply nodded. “Yeah, that’s it. I’m sorry. Please don’t mind me.”
“We weren’t going to!”
Despite just how fun it would be to have a back and forth with the man Noxa simple kept her mouth shut. Finally some kind of excitement! This is the kind of thing she was hoping to see; something new, something interesting! Some lunatic getting between the police and some armed robbers who were making a getaway from a bank heist. Something Noxa would expect up in the big screen, but definitely not here — certainly not in her life.
A mental note of ‘thank you’ went out to whoever the man was — the man presumed to be a civilian taking action into his or her own hands.
On Plato’s side, however, he’d be greeted with a police car coming up not far behind him. There was the loud interference of electronics being turned on before a megaphone’s increased volume was directed to Plato. “Sir, please pull over! You are getting in the way of our work! Obstruction of justice is a crime!”
It’s funny — the man spoke as though he and his team were just about to catch the lunatics, despite that clearly not being the case. Up until Plato arrived the policemen were essentially eating the black van’s dust. They were so far behind; it was almost as though they didn’t want to catch the masked men who were getting away with countless million zeni.
“Aww, great!” Cursed one of the men upfront. “Just fucking perfect. That jackass is getting the attention of even more cops. Doesn’t he know just how expensive it is to buy out an entire police station?”
The man in the back shrugged, “Could be a member of a rival gang, boss!” He exclaimed.
The ‘boss’ — the driver — quickly turned his head over to the man in the passenger seat. “Will you do something other than sitting there with a finger up your ass?! Waste that mother fucker!”
In response the man in the passenger seat would simply shout over the sound of rushing air that soared in from one window and out the other. Another hail of bullets would come down on Plato’s car — a stream of lead that would only cease whenever the man found himself needing to reload.
Noxa’s features were starting to churn into that of annoyance. The entire scenario was starting to get a little too loud for her taste. Between frantic shouting and the miniature explosions of ignition spending bullet shells...
Ugh.
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Post by Plato on Aug 4, 2016 16:59:25 GMT
The bullets smashed into the hoods of the old truck one bullet flying through the window and slamming into his head but the bullet just bounced off plato eyes lighting up as he keep driving "Cop, i'm not here for justice, i'm here for revenge." He said as he pressed down at full speed as the cops were following him. He made them eat his dust as he rushed towards there van as more bullets flew into his newly bought shit truck which filled the car with lead as he keep driving pressing even harder down on the Exhaust as the Truck flew forward slamming it into the back of the van though the truck top was complety broken off from the high speed impact as it span into the wall causing him to almost be thrown though he held on, this speed and damage was not a lot though he had to fake that he was human, though at this point everyone would know he was not. He groaned as he tried to turn the truck back on but it didn't seem like it was ready to work.
He could see the Van starting to eat his dust. He sighed as the cops began to pull around him. He turned the key again the car was still not moving. He could see one the cop walk out as plato sighed "go catch the bank robber i don't got time for you." He said as he grasped the man collar before he could speak as he stepped out of the car with his armor on and a sword at his back. "I may look small but i got a big fist and you know where it gonna be." Plato asked the man as he was about to speak as he slammed his fist into the mans face sending him into his police car knocking him threw it into the pavement. It was surprising that he survived though plato didn't care. The other cops keep pointing there guns as he made a long drawn out sigh as he got back into the truck. He could feel as the there cars smashed into his own trying to keep it pinned as plato turned the key as the engine rumbled "Finally this thing is working." he said with a mutter of Satisfaction. He pressed down on the gas breaking through the police blockage as he drove at least a 100 miles per hour chasing after the van.
The rumble of the engine along with the smoke bellowing from it, told him that this car didn't have alot of time. He pressed the Exhaust as hard he could swerving and barley dodging cars which attempted to get in his way. First they ruined his coat and shot a woman and now the cops were even trying to stop him. Fuck the law, on konats he would never accept this. The Car rolled up being around 100 feet or so behind the Van at this point though he didn't have the speed to catch up. He left one hand on the wheel as he keep on a straight path as a ball of energy formed on his palm. He smirked, this was going to be the best part he though to himself as he sent the blast into the ground causing the car to fly high and fast into the air as he controlled the blast the car flipping 180 degrees in the air ahead of the van. The car crashed down in front of the Incoming black van as more likely then not the van made contact with the destroyed car.
The rumble of rubble came from the fiery wreck of a car, Even if he didn't hit the old car it was still destroyed on the impact as plato stepped out flames bellowing around him like a cloak. As he stepped from the flames he narrowed his eyes walking towards the van. His steps were full of rage as the flames followed him like his feet created the flames, which in some way they did. His eyes were narrowed as his white eyes turned into red iris full of rage, Tonight it was the monster's turn to play. Plato looked towards the van "Miss me, hope i'm not too hot for you...." Plato said but then strached his chin, that was not a good online before he executed this guys though he didn't really have one set up so shurrged and rolled with it. "You ruined my new suit earlier and shot a woman in cold blood, now i'm gonna rip you a new one in cold blood." He said a she continued pacing towards the van.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 4, 2016 18:27:24 GMT
“MAYDAY! MAYDAY!” Would come a desperate voice on the radio of the cruisers in the area. “WE HAVE ANOTHER SUPER POWERED FREAK DESTROYING THE CITY!” Called the voice laced with gut wrenching fear and palpable desperation.
The cop calling in for radio watched as the monstrous Plato rose from his spun-out truck, gripping the collar of a cop and raising it into the air. The armored fist made contact with the head with enough force to send the cops body smashing into a nearby cruiser and through several items. The cop, who had the power level of a civilian. He was smashed through multiple layers of metal only to land on the civilian. Should he have survived his body would easily be mangled beyond recognition.
“OH, GODS! HE KILLED KENNY! THAT BASTARD!” The cop assumed shouting into the radio. “SEND EVERYTHING!”
Plato, having returned to his car, somehow managed to revive his truck. He would then plow through a blockade of police cruisers — easily injuring more men in blue in his reckless action.
Plato’s “Fuck the law” attitude so far had caused massive amounts of damage to infrastructure and possibly killed more men than the calculated spray of the bandit against the cop car — which had landed a bullet in a woman’s chest. Semantics could be used to argue who was the real ‘monster’ in this situation.
The thundering sound of rotating blades would be heard as two helicopters loaded with Special Weapons And Tactics officers. Heavy fire arms, body armor, stun grenades. The works. They would watch from the skies as Plato raced behind the Van — which now had neared the freeway. The dozen or so men watched as more police cars would begin to close in on them, attempting to close off the path ahead to keep civilian endangerment to a minimum.
They watched as some strange energy explosion took place beneath Plato’s car, sending it into the air, performing acrobatics worthy of an Olympic gold medal, before landing in front of the Van. Noxa, four armed men, an entire platoon of armed men in helicopters, and possibly the entire district’s worth of policemen watched. In. Absolute. Awe.
“Holy shit.” Said Mike, the boss of the operation, peeping through his rear view mirror. Noxa, too, saw — eyes glued on the same reflective device.
Time seemed to slow through the crash. The massive van loaded with people and money crashed into Plato’s track. The inertia sending both cars in different locations before a fiery explosion engulfed the two of the cars. Plato was sent into a minivan that had just been riding through the freeway, the robbers sent into a concrete barrier that separated freeway lanes.
Noxa watched from beneath a door, keeping the worse of the burning zeni from her body. Not that the fire would do much to her.
She could see Plato approaching. The smug suit of armor approaching as he declared his reason for all of this destruction right after some shitty banter.
The reason — oh, she heard it all too well — INFURIATED Noxa just as much as Mike, who had lived alongside his gun-wielding associated. Both of them rose. Mike’s buddy, the man with a gun, began to fire at Plato shouting something about him being a monster and deserving to die; he was on the floor, missing a leg, though he still fought. A valiant effort. However, five bullets into the spray and his gun would ‘click’ completely empty.
The Masked Mastermind, on the other hand, completely dazed, burned and with a heavy concussion, attempted to crawl away from Plato’s towering form.
“THERE WAS A CRASH!” Exclaimed one of the man from the helicopter. “IT SEEMS THE MONSTER WAS AFTER THE MEN WHO ROBBED THE BANK! SEVERAL CARS HAVE BEEN DESTROYED! MULTIPLE CIVILIANS DOWN! NEED MEDICAL EVAC!” The message was broadcasted beyond.
Noxa rose from below the fiery wreckage, hand smashing into the metal door that held her down and sending it flying. “YOU MORON!YOU IMBECILE!YOU CLOD!” Noxa roared at the man, feeling the lifting weights of her power inhibitors lifting. She continued, “YOU RUINED MY ADVENTURE! YOU DEPLETED MY PANTRY’S SIZE! DESTROYED THE VIEW FROM MY NEST, BECAUSE SOMEONE RUINED YOUR TUX?!”
It was almost funny, watching all of the rage pour from the image of a 5’4” pale, scrawny girl. Noxa, still in her shape shifted form glared at Platos. Her crimson aura would sky rocket! She was getting ready to fight! The Bio Woman’s black hair began to writhe wildly in preparation.
The helicopters began to lower themselves, more information going through the channels. “IT SEEMS A GIRL IS CAUGHT IN THE CROSSFIRE!” They observed, “WE NEED TO GET TO HER!”
The crimson aura of the woman grew in intensity as her body began to Bio-Metabolize all stored up energy she had in preparation for the conflict. “LEAVE MY NESTING ZONE NOW, OR I’LL END YOUR MISERABLE EXISTENCE!” Noxa wasn't even sure why she was warning him when her left arm was already extended as it began to cradle a ki attack within its palm.
"SHE IS GLOWING! SHE HAS AN AURA! SHE HAS POWERS. WE GOT A HERO ON GROUND, BOYS! BACK AWAY!"
Noxa removed Heavy Weight power Inhibitors. Noxa activated Transformation [Bio-Metabolize] from her 20k PL transformation reward.
DE ENABLED; YOU HAVE ONE TURN TO TURN-TAIL BEFORE IT IS LOCKED. [DE Racial Traits activated]
20k base + (3x PL + 1x def+1x off) [Noxa began to charge Scarlet Crush N1] [KP 3/3] |
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Post by Plato on Aug 4, 2016 19:23:25 GMT
Plato eyes stared at Noxa as she yelled at him while all the men were firing at him as he just caught the bullet before stopping as he stared at the woman. She seemed to quite powerful as she was yelling at him. He just sighed looking at at her shaking his head. It seemed he could never do anything right. Every time he tried to relax or help someone, the person was ungrateful. When he helped konats stopped the kashvarr people like walker and carva came around and ruined it. He had tried so hard to make things right help everyone he could understand everyone pain but it seemed he'd just keep falling one step towards what he wished. Yah, he did cause some damage, but the police were not doing a good job and he didn't want to have to show off his ki that would cause more people to be hurt. The woman power spiked above his own maximum as she held off her palm as it crackled with ki. Plato face turned into a frown as he began to laugh, the laugh cold as everything seem to fall slince other then his laugh..."No.........." The Word was filled with a coldness Plato didn't know he had, Plato Laugh grew louder all the pain, rage, Sadness and other emotion collided at once. Plato eyes darted around as crouched down holding his chest. His laughter keep going "Mo...you see your gonna want to be the one to leave cause when i'm done counting you die..." He said with a sharp coldness. "I'll give you to the count of five." He said as he walked forward as a large pillar of smoke began to blow behind him. Plato eyes were filled with rage, he finally just snapped, he needed to release his pent up rage or he was going to tear himself apart. Plato was already a very Unstable person but all that had happened came rushing back to him. The kashvarr torturing him for thirteen years, he living on a backwater world for 4 years. Being manipulated by the kashvarr to kill thousands of his kin, going to Vegeta and that bastard carva. When he though of carva he bit down on his lip causing it to bleed as he spoke "One...." He approached as the smoke began to take form of a something though no one knew what...not yet at least. Carva, betrayed his trust and attacked him on konats without those who came and them overthrew him he would dead. He was glad none of them were here right now, he would have to kill one of them instead and that was would make him at least somewhat sad. Then earth, he meet so many people and yet...none of them other then that fucking tree walker came to his rescue. And then...walker...."Two....." He said as the smoke bellowed taking on a true form a large beast formed behind Plato the beast flames spreading across the street as he stepped behind plato. For once there moves in synch, though for how long that would last he didn't know. The monster wanted to rampage and for once he was not inclined to try and stop him. it was a feeling, it gave him some pleasure. But then he though about to walker, told him he was weak, stupid and could never defend his people and his allies doing the same, he tried to show kindness but when he did he was thrown hate, cause he didn't wish to speak ill of the dead. Why did they think they had any right to judge him....Plato, king of konats. "Three....." The beast opened his mouth as it began to form a large white beam of energy in its mouth ready to blast them apart, plato could barley stop the beast from firing off the bat. "Now....when i get to five i will kill you, i suggest you turning tail and leaving before i lose control." He snapped as his beast flames bursted up as plato looked her dead in the eye speaking again but this time to everyone in the area probley causing massive panic "Four...."  Monster Unleashed: 291,005 *Charing Up2:King's Wrath: 194,003 *Next Turn: 388,006 *Current kp:1/3 *If he is ignored his intent is to kill* |
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Post by Toma on Aug 4, 2016 20:34:42 GMT
Super Saiyan Toma God fucking damn it. Toma had been out and about in Satan City today, by and large ignored by most of humanity. He was a Saiyan whos face was fairly known on Earth, having been on the news more than once. The people here knew he was good hearted. Sure, he had to deal with the occasional Saiyan-Racist every now and again, but he didn't mind.
Today was one of Tomas off days. A day to rest and relax, without having to worry about the rest of the world. A day to decompress and just chill out. In fact, he was going shopping today to get supplies for his family, and then he was going to scout out places to take his wife later this evening.
That was, until, a van raced past him followed by several police cars. Toma decided to ignore the situation, and let the humans handle it. That was their job, after all. He believed that teaching a man to fish was better than just handing the fish to them every time, so to speak.
That was, however, until he felt a massive power spike. Annoyance crossed his features as he turned, and saw the giant, hulking flame monster having just appeared in the middle of the city. The monster spoke about killing people, and that was enough for Toma to snap.
"God damn it!" Toma shouted as his golden aura appeared, and he dashed to in front of the monster at a high speed. His hair was golden now, his eyes teal, and his power several times higher than that of the monster. He floated inches from the monsters face, and he was very clearly pissed.
"One fucking day." Toma began, before his voice began to boom across the whole city. "ONE! FUCKING! DAY!" His power continued to rise as his golden aura began to shine more brilliantly. "ONE DAY I TRY TO RELAX! TRY TO HAVE A SEMBLENCE OF A NORMAL EARTH LIFE! BUT NOOOO, YOU HAVE TO COME ALONG AND TERRORIZE THE WHOLE FUCKING CITY! WELL I'VE HAD IT!"
He thrusted his arm into the air, a large yellow Ki disc appearing above him. Then, he'd move back from Plato, and then throw the spinning disc at the monster and the man controlling it. The disc would turn vertically, with intent to sever both of them right down the middle.
"KIENZAN!"
| Toma is a Super Saiyan. PL 132,032*12= 1,584,384. [SPECIAL] Kienzan, thrown at Plato with intent to sever his body down the middle.
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Zucceta
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Post by Zucceta on Aug 4, 2016 21:19:45 GMT
The disc cuts through the air, shimmering and vibrating, spinning through the distance between the self-proclaimed 'hero of Earth' and Plato, that old ex-king of the planet Konats, a monster bursting from his body. The disc, bearing down on the alien warrior, had enough power that it could potentially split a planet in two, if used with that in mind. It would certainly cut that monster, and its controller, in twain, no doubt about it.
A golden flash of energy emanates through the street.
The disc wobbles, before splitting in two and dissipating, as another Super Saiyan floats in the streets, blue lightning fluctuating around her body. She stares at Toma, a small, mean grin threatening to erupt on the neutral line of her lips. She twists around to Plato, and the great beast lurking. Her Razor, shimmering at her side, fizzled and died. She gives a thumbs up to the Konatsian. "I don't know exactly how you are doing that, but its pretty cool. Awe aside, however, you can't rampage with that thing, okay?"
And then the queen of all saiyans, for that was still her title, turned back to Toma, her oldest rival.
"And you. What happened to the sanctity of life?" She growls, organic and mechanical hands united in the gesture of a fist. "Have you even been paying attention to the situation?"
And so the Ascended Super Saiyan stared at her oldest foe, a stern look in her eyes. If she was to turn a new page, that meant doing good deeds. That meant not taking his head from his body where he stood, right now. It also meant saving Plato's life.
[SSj2: 7988975
N1 Razor used to nullify Kienzan. KP 2/3]
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Post by Azguard on Aug 4, 2016 22:06:08 GMT
Power Level: 11,500
Word Count: 218
What were those lights in the skies? The answer was simple – Ki. The fundamental force of energy that all living beings emanated, and the force that many could manifest and control as they saw fit. That was what had drawn the attentions of the Bio-Android. It was not the level of strength exerted, or the fierce monstrosity on the loose, but rather the fact that it had seen with its own three eyes the brilliant incandescence of Ki being tossed about. Had it any understanding of the situation, it might have turned about and fled, but the fact of the matter was that Azguard was a bubbly idiot when it came to matters of such scale as these.
“…the sanctity of life?”
The Saiyan Queen’s voice growled, barely audible at this distance. But it was enough – enough for the unusual senses of the nascent panacea to pick up those all-important words. Was this woman, whose body coruscated with golden vigour to match the flare of follicles upon her head, of like mind? Such questions pestered Azguard’s mind and yet, for once, it did not echo them telepathically. Rather, the first words that escaped into the audible ether were these:
‘Hello, strange glowing people.’
Azguard asked, hovering as a sphere of blue in the air;
‘Are you all healthy…?’
Current KP: 3/3
Enter, the weird blob...
Azguard (336699)
Zucceta (dfb200)
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Post by Etoru on Aug 5, 2016 3:00:26 GMT
[Thread PL: 285,231]
Etoru sat on a building taking large bites out of his burger. His McBao's bag was sitting beside him, still filled with medium fries and nuggets. On his left was his large soda, which he occasionally took sips of. The child sighed as he kicked his legs back and forth off the ledge. His headband fluttered, looking all lively. Etoru however, was the complete opposite. There was an irritated frown plastered to his face. After that day where he had the chance to kill Zucceta, it was stripped away from him just like that. He couldn't get it out of his mind. He was still annoyed Bing didn't think he could win either. What a chump! Masters should have faith in their students! Well, it was over and done with now. And Etoru was certain he would make sure he got that chance to fight her again when the time came!
These thoughts easily slipped out of his mind when he saw a tiny van being chased by multiple miniature police cars. Etoru watched blankly, super confused. Bullets rained at the cars and Etoru saw a few people get hit. His eyes widened. Before he even had the chance to step in and stop the van, another car started chasing them! But...unfortunately more destruction was caused and one thing led too another, eventually ending in a brutal car crash. Flames covered the scene and Etoru watched in utter awe. His mind struggled between 'so cool!' and 'this is horrible, people are getting hurt!'...but how could you resist thinking the whole thing was just plain awesome?! In the crash...the door of the van shot out which made Etoru blink. A short girl stepped out of the van. She looked angry and in fact...she had an aura! The hybrid narrowed his eyes, trying to get a better view of the scene. At the same time she was charging up...a monster erupted from the shadows! It was horrific! Fiery outlines covered the beast! Etoru gulped. Gosh, that looked scary. Etoru squinted more noticing someone in front of it. It looked like he was controlling it...wait was that? It was! "P-Plato...??"
And of course, on perfect timing, Toma appears...! Yay....it wouldn't be so bad if he just didn't YELL SO LOUDLY! Etoru flinched, put down his food quickly, and covered his ears. "....O-Ow!" And almost immediately, Toma summoned up a strange yellow disc! What an idiot! He doesn't even know what was going on....he just threw the disc at the...well, monster. It seemed logical. But to be fair, Etoru couldn't tell if it was a good guy or a bad guy. And what about the girl...? The disc soared to the monster, and Etoru tensed up. When he was on the verge of stepping in... 'it' happened. A bright flash appeared out of no where....and Etoru recognized that energy from ANYWHERE! It was...Zucceta. But what made him surprised was...well she saved Plato...! Etoru was dumbfounded. His bemusement was put to a stop and replaced with frustration. How could he have let her save the day before him! She was just acting! She couldn't be a REAL hero! Not after what she did!
The child stood up and flew off the roof, leaving his food behind. His black hair was pushed back against the wind while he soared down to the scene. Etoru glared at Zucceta and soared towards her, his white aura engulfing him. "ZUUUUCCEETAAAAAAAAAAA" Etoru attempted to jump on her shoulders and grasp onto her. Should he succeed, he's start tugging her long hair, this way and that. "You big dummy! I was supposed to save him! Quit playing hero and stay out of the way!" He started bonking his tiny fist against her skull frustrated that she beat him to it.
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Nicolas Mclendon
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The Hero of the Cosmos: CAPTAIN NOVA!
PL: 145,482
Intense Struggle (x3); X-Factor (x6); Amazing Captain Nova (x16)
Zeni: 2336
Tag: @nicolas
OOC Name: Nicolas
Posts: 1,010 
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Post by Nicolas Mclendon on Aug 5, 2016 22:41:17 GMT
 The Royal Class star ship: ' The King Crab' cut high above the gloomy grey clouds as it made it's way to the troubled Satan City. Aboard it was the Crimson Commander: Donna and the Smiling Goofball: Nicolas Mclendon, yet at that moment he didn't smile. The various messages he heard being relayed between the police had left a prominent frown on his face as he impatiently fiddled with his watch. The day had been growing more and more insane faster than anyone could have anticipated. What started off as a bank robbery (an event that already had Nicolas strapping into the Crab and heading to the city to stop) had escalated into an attack by a super powered vigilante, only to have the craziness come to a head when said vigilante summoned forth a great beast to seemingly attack the city. The horrified cries of the police and each terrible event that followed stewed in Nicolas' mind causing a potent rage to boil in his heart as he impatiently waited to make his entrance.
"Nicolas!" Donna called out looking away from the cockpit to her friend, interrupting him from his seething thoughts. "We're approaching the city now, I can lower the Crab to provide aerial support, It'll just take a few more minutes to calibrate and prime the weapons before I lower down." She explained, typing a few buttons on the holo console with her detached floating digits. "I'm not sure how strong this thing is but the Crab certainly packs a sizable pun-" She was interrupted by the sound of the heavy mechanical doors opening followed by the sudden blast of wind that filled the ship. The scarlet synthetic let out a startled gasp as she looked back to see her friend standing over by the main doorway of the ship. "Nic stop you can't-" "I wouldn't forgive myself if something happened to you Donna. We don't know how strong this thing is and I don't want to gamble with you or the ship to find out. I'll go alone, you focus on search and rescue. Help the cops with the wounded and help lead the civilians to safety..." He ordered fists clenching as he steeled himself for what he had in mind. "B-but..." She protested, biting her lip. "We need to form a plan of attack! You have no idea what you're going up against!" She shouted getting ready to close the door to prevent Nicolas from doing something brash. "I have a plan." He simply responded looking down to the sea of grey. "Attack." With that he'd leap from the ship and fall into the dark clouds that hung above the city. As he shot towards the Earth below through the grey clouds he'd struggle to reach his watch with his other arm so he could activate it. The extreme force pushing against him made it hard to move but with some force he managed to press the buttons on the sides and shout the famous words: STAR POWER! SHINE ON!
Down in the city, as people ran in terror from the great beast the golden warriors that had gathered a young girl would look to the sky and point while tugging on her panicking mother's sleeve. "Mama! Look! Look!" She'd urge causing the frenzied woman to look up into the sky. Among the grey clouds that loomed above a golden light began to pulse and glow, pushing the clouds away. With a vibrant flash of glittering gold light, a hole would fully tear away the clouds letting the sun shine down.
"What is it?" A man cried, squinting at the shooting star as it made it's way to the city below.
"Another monster?" A cop worriedly stammered as the beam of light hurtled towards the commotion.
"IT'S CAPTAIN NOOVVVAA!" An excited little boy cried out causing people to look up in alarm.
"IT IS THE CAPTAIN! CAPTAIN NOVA HAS COME TO SAVE US!!!" The cop confirmed inciting a cheer from the once panicking people.
Sure enough, the hero of the cosmos had appeared and was heading straight to Plato, Noxa, and the others gathered.
Backed up by the cheers of the innocent: Captain Nova swooped into the scene before striking an elaborate pose meant to inspire awe and fear to evildoers everywhere. "I'm going to say this once and only once. Stand down and surrender before I take you down." He shouted to the towering beast and it's konatsian master. Despite his silly, heroic, 'saturday morning cartoon' tone there was an edge of deadly seriousness to it.
To illustrate this he'd release his full power in the form of his 'X-Factor.' With a mighty roar, the normally husky hero would suddenly hulk out. His muscles expanded and defined as his tone dropped an octave and his body grew to accommodate his suddenly top heavy physique of muscle. Spittle formed at the corners of his mouth as he finished the sudden transformation and took a moment to try and maintain it. "This...Is my X-Factor! THE INCREDIBLE SUPER GIANT NOVA!" He bellowed out as his aura exploded around him. causing the already cracked street below him to splinter and fracture further.
He was charging an attack, should the monster before him not comply.
"Friend, you're gonna have a bad time."
Current PL: 87,168 X Factor - The Incredible Super Giant Nova (x6) has been activated! New PL: 523,008
[MP3] Big Dipper Upper EX is charging! 100% > 200% [KP] 0/3 |
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Post by Radasha on Aug 6, 2016 0:19:07 GMT
"Nonononononono!" Radasha repeated as she rocketed through the skies. There was a lot of commotion coming from this direction but two powers stood out to her. Toma....And Zucceta. "I am not letting that bitch be the death of my other child, indirectly or otherwise!" she shouted, a golden aura erupting around her as she transformed. It'd have been nice if she had gotten much training done before a situation like this presented itself but it was too late for that. Her transformation boosted her speed, the mother Saiyan appearing like a gold streak through the sky to any normal Earthling looking up.
Eventually she reached the scene, she had to....stop and stare. A floating blob creature....a giant monster...and a muscle bound man in tights. "This is like...the cover of one of those Earthling comics...." She shook her head before turning her attention to Zucceta and Toma. Floating down, she'd land next to her son, who appeared to have just launched an attack, only for it to be nullified by the Queen. Casting a quick glance to the beast then back to Zucceta, she shouted to Toma over the commotion of screaming civilians.
"Can I get a summary of what the hell is going on? And why're you here....Your Majesty?" she asked, adding the the title in after a moment. While she knew Zucceta didn't...actually kill Kaula, she still couldn't help but feel some resentment towards the woman even if it didn't lead to outright hostility.
(Thread PL: 113,992
. In SSJ state: PL: 1,367,904. Currently focusing on mainly Toma and Zucceta.)
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Post by Raima on Aug 6, 2016 3:26:45 GMT
[Thread PL: 29,598] [Heavy Weights: ON] [Current PL:7,399]
Raima now digging her new clothing of the green baggy pants and golden sash that Walker magically made for her a while back, she decided to keep wearing her solar saiyan empire armor over her chest, even though it did not bare the insignia of the empire itself. She would have opted to not wear it, if it were not for the gathering of power levels her scouter was picking up in a nearby city. Judging from the levels that kept rising, the lima bean saiyan could only assume that there was a fight going down. Unable to contain herself, Raima snapped on her golden power limiting anklet, and made her way to the city.
The closer that the saiyan woman was to this battle, the more accurately her scouter visor was judging their power levels. There were a few people that were around her current power level, but that remains to be seen as people are able to suppress their own ki's and even limit their own ki through using limiters like the saiyaness woman herself. The more shocking fact was that there were more than a handful of people that were considerably stronger than Raima herself. She did not know anyone from the scouter's readings, as the machines are not able to tell who is who from these readings alone. That is a much needed upgrade that should happen in the future, but Raima's mind was more focused on what was going to occur.
Soon she had flown into the city limits, and did not even need to use her scouter to find the source of all the destruction due to the giant flaming monster she could see, along with the pillars of smoke caused by the flames of the monster and the destruction caused due to incidents happening before she even arrived. Raima got her first glimpse of the action by seeing some odd looking man, apparently a super saiyan from how his ki seemed to explode out of him, golden hair, and the fact that her Power level was completely dwarfed by his own. This man was creating a disc to destroy the monster, which was a good thing since Raima personally hated to involve those in fights, which this monster apparently was apparently doing because of his sheer size. It was a matter of time til that monster attacked and take the lives of innocents.
Then the moment came which Raima never anticipated once in her life. A woman with even more power than the man, golden locks flaring with energy as it dropped from her head, along with a variant of the solar saiyan empire armor, a specific set consisting of gold, brown, orange, and blue. Her power was so great that Raima's visor was glitching, listing her power level as 7_BB8_LS. At this point, Raima brought a shaky hand to her ear, retracting the visor back to its encasing, allowing Raima to view this woman with her eyes alone. Anyone who grew up on Planet Vegeta knew of this woman, some even wish to meet, and even fewer wish to spar against this woman.
"Qu-... Queen Zucceta," The saiyaness muttered to herself, finding herself unable to move as she was stunned by even seeing Zuccetta in person, and was completely in shock from the sheer amount of power she was exuding. Raima could not sense this energy, but she could feel it in her blood that this was a dangerous situation to be in.
The Lima Bean Saiyaness would watch as the scene started to unfold, witnessing the arrival of what she can only assume to be a human in a pair of tights and clothing, declaring that he'll give the fire monster a bad time. Another arrival was a young child who, once upon seeing Zucceta, launched himself at the Queen Saiyan, but Raima powerless to do anything at all to stop, as there was more to the arrivals. There was a blob thing that apparently had sentience, a near nude woman who apparently had sharp bits on her body, a pale basta- wait a minute... PLATO!? She saw Plato from above, barely able to see him near the monster, but sure enough it was that pale bastard. He did speak about a monster or something when they trained that one time, which probably meant that the flaming asshole belonged to the pale bastard. Greeeeat.
The final arrival was another saiyan, but something felt odd with this woman to Raima. It wasn't the sense of wanting to fight her, even thought his woman apparently also attained the ability to become a saiyan, evidenced by her golden locks and exploding ki. It wasn't the sense of admiration that Raima had for Zucceta, nor was it a sense of being somewhat friendly like that pale bastard. Something about this woman felt off, but not in a bad sense. Raima would not be able to figure out what that meant as she landed next in the group of golden haired warriors, feeling her pride sink a little as she felt like she was the only one unable to attain the ranks of super saiyan... Aside from that kid who launched himself at the queen.
Unable to find the courage to say anything else, Raima would boldly say, "Heh... Funny how us saiyans find a battle immediately. I too am wondering why the Queen would be on this planet as well..."
She felt like an idiot for not being able to say any more, but that sense of unease around this blue, black, and white armored saiyan woman was preventing her from keeping a completely focused mind.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2016 9:42:37 GMT
Noxa had no idea what the FUCK was going on anymore.
The woman’s instincts naturally turned into a bit of a hindrance come the appearance of a monstrous entity of rage and fire — fire which was described as ‘spreading across the street’. Despite Noxa’s immunity to extreme heat she couldn’t help but feel a slight tingle of an emotion that resembled fear. It slithered down her back as the monster fully emerged. It was in all likelihood some kind of primal warning that came from facing off a larger beast. That emotion, however, was replaced by anger rather swiftly. This giant horned cockroach was now SCORCHING the road and the vehicles that had been disabled! Not only was the man’s monster’s mere presence an out-right slap in the face to her order, but he tried to spin it around on her?! The woman felt a hiss slithering from her lips; her hair coming to life, moving independently from the pressure generated from her own awakened ki-aura. It moved independently, much unlike the handcuff that still danced around her extended right wrist; much unlike the separated chain that used to link the two bindings that now clasped around her ankles. The bindings that marked her bondage were an annoying trinket, but the ex-hostage didn’t have time to remove them now — nor did she have the mind to. There was too much going on!
That was until she looked at the hero appearing a from the inner city. He spent little time getting RIGHT up to the monster's face in his golden energy — which Noxa figured was outright suicidal. Then he launched some kind of pizza pie of ki — which the woman almost scoffed at. What was that going to do? Feed a family of 5 when it got to the monster in thirty minutes or less? It wasn’t until the blast was deflected; it wasn’t until another flash completely negated the pizza strike that Noxa yelped at as the energies SLICED into the highway.
Noxa couldn’t help but turn her head to revere the newcomer. What in the hell was that? Was she siding with the rampaging lunatic? That’s what it seemed like until her words came. The woman was still not happy with it. This jackass’ actions had to be punished. His insolence being the icing on the cake which made what he did irredeemable. The price he had to pay was far too high for air-spawned gold bars.
Did this guy have ANY IDEA how many MONTHS of YEARS it would take to fix the city up? Aside from the damage done by two car crashes, one massive explosion, the thundering footsteps of a lumbering monster and his flames… All that loud din of construction noise assured that Noxa would NEVER get her beauty sleep again! That epiphany REALLY rustled her jimmies.
The woman with the gritting teeth and rather prominent vein on her forehead didn't even notice the arrival of a cuddly little ball of goo. His appearance was not in the scale that brought her attention — especially not with the licking flames that threatened to cause yet another explosion should they get close enough to the other derailed cars.
The boy that came would also have been easily ignored, were it not for the shouting that rivaled Toma’s. Her sensitive ears made her cringe at his arrival. “WHY DO YOU FLYING SUPER POWERED LUNATICS HAVE TO BE SO LOU—” She paused, her eyes looking up to see the adorable boy throw a cute fit around the golden woman. Noxa had too much self respect to just melt into a puddle then and there, but it was just so cute! He was irritated at his mommie! Even if that little thought pattern was nothing more than a tiny snippet of internal monologue Noxa had to stop herself then and there, returning her focus to the monster. She had wide eyes; she needed to come to the bottom of WHAT THE FUCK just ran through her mind… Her brows furrowed; her eyes narrowed down to the threat at hand. She’d have to dissect that weird ass thought pattern some other time. This wasn’t the time for introspection!
One dynamic entry FORCED the disguised woman’s attention away from the monsters — again. Somehow surpassing terminal velocity she watched as a figure tore through the heavens above, making his way down through the darkened cloud canopy.
It was a bird!
No, birds didn’t fly that high.
It was a plane! Oh, shit it was going to crash into the city and cause even more mayhem!
No, it was too small to be a plane.
It was — it was…!
Another lunatic.
‘Star power! Shine on!’ She managed to hear in the far, far distance. The woman narrowed her eyes. What did he say? Was that a joke? Even as the dynamo entered the scene Noxa was still pretty sure he was just fucking around. It wasn’t until his massive bulk in size that she took him serious — deadly serious, as was his tone.
“Well, I’ll be damned…” Noxa mumbled under her breath, unable to help herself from taking a prolonged glance at the muscular development beneath those tights.
Her voice rose once the man’s attack began to charge. “I already gave him an ultimatum, Super Gia-- Erm, Nova!”
It wasn’t until the name left her lips that Noxa realized the similarity in their names. A deep feeling in her gut made her think ‘well, one of us is going to have to change it.’
After that small pause she’d continue, “He then spat the offer back in my face then threatened ME with that hulking flame beast that’s just toasting the blacktop!”
Noxa’s Scarlet Crush reached a new plateau of power. She’d line up her sights to the form that stood through the fires and the flames. The flames were parted as a rapid beam of red shot from the orb, aimed at the man who controlled the monster.
[DE active] Heran's Thirst for Battle +1x offensive pl; Ankoku's Powerful Hide 1x defensive
Bio-Metabolize's 3x pl + 1x off; 1x def
= 80,000 offensive & defensive power level
[[N1] Scarlet Crush fired at 66%: 52,800 fired at Plato; intention to kill without disintegration]
KP 3/3 –> 2/3 Attachments:
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Post by Plato on Aug 6, 2016 16:16:41 GMT
Plato was ready to count to 5 just let the beam go and slam down and destroy this woman, then....he'd probley leave. He had no real intention of hurting anyone else tonight though a part of him wanted too. Just destroy everyone and everything around him. He wanted to protect people....but why didn't he want too now. The feeling made him begin to think as the beam shimmered less. Was he the problem? He shook his feeling, no he was the hero...he was stopping his woman, though he had summoned a big monster in the middle of the city. Plato narrowed with more rage "I won't accept that i am the villan here, if you don't leave i'll." He then could hear a man speaking how it was his day off before he turned his gaze to that person. He saw the large disk fly down towards him before sensing its powerlevel...Plato sighed....guess this how it ended huh. He didn't have a way to dodge nor could he block it. Plato seem to relax, hopefully he'd take care of the woman too. He then heard another voice telling how cool this before opening his eyes to see another saiyan though he could see not only was she a super saiyan...no she could not be....she was too powerful. He shook his head looking at her. "Well the second time i get into a life death situation I've been saved thanks for that, and i summoned my monster as that red haired lady attacked me guess all the stress got to me." He said though he had a hint of anger. "And that monster that is "Cool." Is not...cool it is a curse." He spat with venom in his voice though there was a hint of gratefulness. She did just save his life after all, hopefully everyone would leave and no one would have to die unlike konats.
He then turned seeing the green orb of....whatever it was made up though it didn't have a high powerlevel. "Uh...this is not the best place for a friendly chat....uh..." He didn't really know to say though he was getting a little annoyed that more people had come. Were was the organization of the defense forces, why were they sending so many peoples or were people just coming at there accord. He felt a tingle of anger, though it was aimed at why so many people were coming when he sensed another power. The small boy grabbed onto The lady saiyan before yelling at her, he could sense that this was Etoru. "Etoru..i thought you were scarred of giant monsters?" He said confused before his eyes darting down. If Etoru someone of high power was scarred of monster, he though about normal kids...on earth and konats. His eyes glinted with sadness, what was he really doing, maybe it was better if she killed him right here.He shaked his head as his monster began to fade slightly as he losed his resolve the beam disspearing. "What the hell am i doing..." He said tighting his grip as he held his face. Was he the monster, the villan people made him out to be? Had he killed the kashvarr, had that only lead to another tyrant that was saved from Walker and had everything he died just a grab for power....He could not accept that. He shaked his head battling with himself. What was he going to do, what was he?
It clicked on him as he though that the name, Zucceta....the queen of the saiyan race. His eye were in shock, his life had been saved by a foe of earth? Which at this point he was foes with....He was now very...very confused. "Wait why is the queen of saiyans here." He muttured in surprise before rage filled him. The saiyans ordered the attack on konats sending Carva and his wife...Arias whoever she was. He wanted to ask her about it why had they been sent to konats and who sent them....though he was worried about the answer. Though if he was going to die today, maybe....it was the right thing. Plato gasped looking at the queen of saiyans "I want to ask...who sent the attack on konats...two of your warriors came named Carva and Arias to attack the planet though they were both killed, Arias by walker with a spear to the chest before me and Carva fought, then he was attacked by this robot doctor with robots buddies." He said shaking the thought in his head. "I want to know who ga..." As he was about to finsh he heard people shouting, Captain nova. He paused looking up as he charged his attack. He nodded to him "Alright hold on i will pull my monster back in just give a moment it will take some time we don't need any more violence, i don't want to see anyone else die....I've seen what i been doing, i thought i was protecting myself and other from this woman over here." He pointed to Noxa. "But it seems I've only caused more bad then good." He sighed as he then heard something streaming towards him as he spoke his back turned. Plato turned as saw her large beam. "Holy shit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He yelled out before grabbing his weighted armor throwing it the side as the beam slammed into him. The armor flew out landing near the queen and the Boy saiyan. The monster complety reformed as the beam seem to glow stronger as it power seem to double as the beam inglufed plato. The beast roared as if in pain but it did not collapse, was it connected to plato? Who knew the question was, if plato was alive? Cause if not, what would happen with the monster no one would know.
Out of the now bellowing smoke Plato stepped out his powerlevel twice as high as before though the beam still did serious damage. His whole chest was searing purple and red with his arms covered in bruises as he tried to put up both arms to defend himself. Plato coughed out a large pile of blood slammed into the pavement as he began to fall landing on a knee before standing back up, his breath ragged though, "I just had a thought when you blasted me nearly probley breaking both my arms and couple ribs i want to ask first though, when the the right mind did you think that was a good idea." he asked with a suttle calmness. He didn't seem anger though one look in his eyes it was quite true that was he mad.....much more mad then someone was gonna stop him as this moment. He didn't care if he had to climb through all of the people here, this woman was dieing today. "I'm sorry everyone i know i'm suppose to calm down but she didn't get the message, i'm not going to take this then let one of you end it....this woman is dead." His voice was cold as his monster swung to face Nova the beast was hunger and wanted to fight the man who was pointing a large beam of energy at it, as he had lost some control over the beast before he shouted as the top of his lungs his arm twisting towards the monster "Turn!!!!!!!!!!!" He yelled out. The large beast face twisted in pain as it eyes changed from the pure red ones to white as plato was straining himself sweat dripping down him as he began to take complete control "I am sick and tired of people who think they can just blast me like this, just put me down...i don't care how many people i got to go through...that woman is dead..you here me...she is dead." He yelled out as the monster began to shift to face Noxa plato closing his eyes a pain rushed through him as the beast fought with him to stay in control.
There was a pang of silence he didn't even notice the other two saiyans arrive in his head at least everything was slient. He felt a calmness he didn't feel before, as if he was in control something he had not felt....in 17 long years. 17...years his life seem to spiral around him, nothing would go the way he wanted but now.....he was bending something to his will like it was plaything. If he was with this curse of a monster, he would accept it. Dammit, he would embrace it. "I was born with a curse and 17 years I've not been in control, always trying to find my place this monster coming out every month destroying the live i built until i was able to free konats, i was happy the people loved me, i stopped the kashvarr and told them the truth, yet when Walker came and saved us....they hated me....they booed me away as i went towards my damn ship....then i came here." His fist tighted "From the day i was taken away and tutored his monster put inside me like and used like i was livestock, till Beppa then Konats were i meet cipher, he taught me so much i must thank him when i meet him again.....then i went to vegeta meet some nice people but i meet carva, i wish i killed that bastard on Vegeta none of this shit after would of happened." He began to chuckle with rage as his monster twisted now standing right behind him its eye glistening. "But no......i sparred him which i guess is a virtue, i assumed wrong that he could be a good person then he walked up to my home and threatened its safety though you must not get the point so i'll make this simple woman." He said looking at Noxa. "Normally you'd be safe i'd just pull my monster back and let the other handle it as they will stop me when i try and end your life but....i don't got much to lose tonight." He said as his hand twisted forward "I'd love to tell you my whole story but you won't remember it when your sent down to hell."
"King's....Wrath." He muttured under his breath as the large beam flew from the beasts mouth down towards Noxa at full speed. He looked around at everyone, who wanted to play hero...he didn't know he didn't care. Right now he was determined to kill his woman. When that was over, his business here was over as well, they could take him away throw him in a cell, let him go or kill him, all this options, it didn't matter which was chosen. Right now he was on kill mode, with full control of his beast though the pain that it caused to keep control of such a beast...was madding to say the least. He didn't even know how he was still standing as it rushed through him. He looked towards everyone seeing the two new arrival as he began to speak "I'm under the eyes this is one of three things, one walker sent you all to kill me, guess i had that one coming, two you all have bad organization i mean all of you didn't need to come, just 2 of you at most, especially the weaker folk which are kinda in the way...sorry Ramria." He yelled out at her putting his thump up. "Or was everyone just chilling in Satan city too, cause if they were you could of told me and i'd just let you all handle all the stuff." He shurrged, "Or three..i guess four you just all love me, and want my autograph, though as much as i like the fourth option i am betting on the second one." He said with a sigh. How he would love if they were all here cause they wanted his autograph. He knew this captain nova was still charing an attack but if he fired at least he could get Noxa. Perhaps that was a trade he would agree with, his life for another who attacked him as they tried to bring the situation down. "Though i am curious why when i take over a whole planet no one comes but when two saiyans attack to conquer a whole planet we got a four people who don't even know me that well coming to help me and yet when it is a city at stake with far less people there is a small army, perhaps it might be wrong of me to ask..but why?" He said with a tone of calmness. He really just wanted to know why this had all happened, why so many powerful heros came, perhaps they didn't care about konats though he assumed they just didn't know, he assumed no one was coming when the saiyans arrived anyway.
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*Plato took off his weight doubling his powerlevel to 52,910*
*Because of that his monster has also doubled in power to 582,010*
*Takes Noxa blast of 52,800 taking serious damage though he does survive*
*He takes control of his monster thanks to his new technique of monster control out of pure rage to murder Noxa.
*Fired up Up2:King's wrath at a 133 percent but because of the weights on the first charge and no weights on the second it comes out at around 99 percent or...576,189.9 Powerlevel heading towards Noxa with the full intention of turning her into ash.*
*Kp:1/3*
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