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Post by Deleted on Sept 21, 2016 23:12:26 GMT
Namorel Powerlevel: 6,766 [-75% Heavy Weight Reduction]
West bound, Namorel had frequented many an encounter on his ways out west on some days. The last few days had been rather slow, with almost nothing happening around him, and he supposed a flight out west would give him his usual results of finding someone to entertain him for some time... as long as it was not another one of those unruly female saiyan types. That Kaile had proven to be a handful, even after he had given her a place to rest... after knocking her out, she proved ungrateful of his gesture, Sometimes the definitions of what is good and bad between these various speciesconfused Namorel, but at least the humans seemed to have a culture similar to that of the namekians back home on Namek. They lived in slightly more organized collections of housing and work buildings with intention to better the community as a whole rather than completely focus on the selfish desires of their own heart. Another prime example had been Golden Pipe's Club, West City Twelve, out on Iguana Street, it was an almost Socialistic diplomacy between people and their combined interest in the music they shared with one another. As Namorel flew, he would watch the ground beneath him shift frequently, with the terrain not resting at one point due to the varying temperatures that existed on this planet, probably the most irritating difference between Earth and Namek, he assumed it was due to the lack of three solar entities, but he didn't have the evidence to back this up as he continued his flight westward, his ki exerting freely, only suppressed by the weights he wore on his head and shoulders. The cape rippling in the wind the further and faster he flew. Jormungandr KP: 3/3[No Techniques used]
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Post by Jormungandr on Sept 21, 2016 23:52:49 GMT
Jormungandr smiled as she walked along one of the many small, seldom-traveled paths throughout the Western Frontier. She had set out from West Capitol that morning, deciding to travel the world and learn more about this planet. Of course, she did have one other goal; she needed Zeni. She had decided after meeting Capper that she'd like to have a house, and she might even invite the tiny saiyan to live with her. After all, he was pleasant enough to be around, and she hadn't met anyone else that was like that.
But none of that was why she was in a good mood. No, her mood was the result of the power she felt coursing through her veins - the power of the Makyo Star! whenever it lent her its might, the already confident serpent grew arrogant, and her mouth was almost constantly turned up in a smug smirk. In addition to that, she was rather more aggressive than normal, as she hadn't exercised her destructive power in weeks.
She stopped as she sensed a power level approaching - one that was higher than hers normally was. Her smirk changed to a psychotic grin. "perfect!" she laughed as she looked to the sky. "come, fighter! let us see just how strong you are!" she cackled, her eyes gleaming with anticipation
(PL:3,395 Makyo Star boost: x3 Total PL:27,160)
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Post by Deleted on Sept 23, 2016 19:43:17 GMT
Namorel Powerlevel: 27,064 [Weights removed]
"Is that a challenge I hear?"Namorel said as he flew over the origin of the sound. He would halt his flight and begin to descend upon the ground. The Makyo Star relented its rays down unto the world below. They had no effect on Namorel, but he was sure somewhere it served its purpose to someone. He would take his scouter out as he descended to see it record an outstanding power level that was rather close to that of his base form. He was rather surprised to see a power that high this far from the major cities, the locations where people as strong as Noxa decided to reside for whatever reason. He would lower his scouter to his pouch at his waist, not needing it to fight this opponent. "These would only make things more difficult for me. Anyways, you are quite the strong one, this will be fun."Namorel said as his feet hit the ground, and he threw his weights to the side, the sound of them hitting the ground echoing briefly before dissipating. He sttod before what appeared to be a snake person, he couldn't make out a gender immediately, but that didn't change the fact that he had found an opponent. The freedom of movement he felt as the weights were removed made him feel much lighter, and ready to fight. He would take his stance, separating his feet about three feet apart, pointing his left foot in slightly as he did so. His weight rested perfectly between his legs, where his waist was, from there he rose into a slight backwards decline with his arms ready, one lay bent at his side while the other extended slightly and bent above his head. Almost like a coiled snake ready to strike. It would appear like he had an opening at his mid section if one were cocky enough to try it.
KP: 3/3[No Techniques used] Jormungandr
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Post by Jormungandr on Sept 23, 2016 21:36:37 GMT
Jormungandr smirked as the Namekian landed, but her eyes narrowed as he discarded his weighted clothing, his power rising as he did so. "interesting..." she murmured, wondering where she could acquire similar attire. Now he's as strong as me.... she mused
She chuckled as she noticed what seemed to be an opening, and sprang forward. "Makali Wembe!" She cried out gleefully, purple claws of ki forming around her hand as her hand shot towards his abdomen, her arrogance blinding her to any possible traps. She didn't expect it to be a killing blow, but she didn't want it to be. she wanted this fight to last a while... after all, she'd never fought someone who was her equal in power
[Makali Wembe used for 9053 PL]
[KP 2/3]
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2016 13:58:16 GMT
Namorel Powerlevel: 27,064
It wouldn't take long until the opponent made their first move. Namorel hadn't anticipated an immediate reaction, perhaps this snake person was eager for combat rather than sitting back and studying their opponent. The ki blades on her hand were a quick give away as to her plans for unleashing combat on the namekian. He would think for a moment, deciding the best way to deal with this attack. the idea then came to him rather quickly as he realized the quickest option. Making a swift movement to his waist to pull from a small, endless bag of salt; he would throw this towards her eyes to stun her long enough to move out of the way. In hopes to gain a matter of feet and prepare himself for a returning move.
"Sometimes frontal assaults are not the best."
He said as he regained his balance elsewhere, and formed a sword in his right hand. This blade of ki pulsating at arounf sixty percent of his power leve, an extension of his own combat capabilities.
KP: 3/3[Pocket Salt [SU1], Ki Armory [UP2]]
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Post by Jormungandr on Oct 3, 2016 16:33:33 GMT
CURRENT POWER LEVEL: 27,160 MULTIPLIERS: Demonic Will (x8) - PL was 3,395 GAIN BONUSES: N/A
TAGS:OOC NOTES:
Of Reptiles and Pickles
Jormungandr cried out in surprise and pain as the salt stung her eyes, then whirled around as the namekian spoke, her vision quickly returning to her. "Indeed....." she hissed, realizing she would need to be more cautious against this one, and wary of that blade. She circled him slowly, examining him, carefully weighing her options as she considered her next move. She shook her head; she didn't have many options besides just hammering away at him with all her strength. She had never bothered to learn any techniques besides straightforward attacks, and she realized that that might be her downfall in this battle. she growled and charged anyway, figuring that if she could keep him on the defensive, she might be able to win anyway
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Post by Deleted on Oct 11, 2016 10:20:29 GMT
Namorel Powerlevel: 27,064
Namorel's feet shifted slightly to watch the snake person as they circled the him. The namekian was sure that this fight was going to get really good, resting the ki blade in his hand as he contemplated a strike on the opponent. Narrowly escaping previously with the salt he knew that a directly brute take on the fight would not be in his favor regardless of how hard he punched. He wouldn't get much time to think however as the snake person once more threw themselves at the namekian with little apparent regard for any tactics of arrangements to put the fight in their advantage. To counter this Namorel would jump into the air and extend his arms towards the ground, using them like whips to lash at the snake person below, the sword still firmly in his right hand as he did this. Once he got a fit or more in he would attempt to grab the snake person and use them as a leverage point to sling shot himself towards them feet first, with intent to aim for the head.
KP: 3/3[No Techniques used]
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Post by Jormungandr on Oct 11, 2016 20:53:51 GMT
CURRENT POWER LEVEL: 27,160 MULTIPLIERS: Demonic Will (x8) - PL was 3,395 GAIN BONUSES: N/A
TAGS:OOC NOTES: agh, my posts are short.... sorry about that
Of Reptiles and Pickles
Jormungandr cursed as the Namekian leapt into the air. When he lashed out with his extended arms the demoness, thinking quickly, attempted to latch onto the first one to come towards her by sinking her teeth into it. She didn't notice he was about to kick her in the head until his foot collided with her skull. If she was unable to latch onto his arm, the blow caused her to stumble backwards. If she managed to accomplish her goal, she stubbornly clung to his arm despite the impact.
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Post by Fleece on Oct 21, 2016 6:13:28 GMT
Jormungandr you gain 256pl 9,720+256=9,976pl @namorel repost in ttg if you return.
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Post by Entirely Ed on Dec 3, 2016 12:14:10 GMT
@namorel , your PL gains are 1374 OLD PL: 57,208 NEW PL: 58,582
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