Jihana
Archived
PL: 47,055
Battle Spirit (x4), Battle Bulk (x8)
Zeni: 4,603
Tag: @futona
OOC Name: FritzingHell
Posts: 54
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Post by Jihana on Oct 13, 2016 1:25:13 GMT
[Thread PL: 20,000 PL]
A couple weeks have passed since the unchained heran had escaped her unjust conviction. She had escaped with the help of a gullible alien who fell head over heels for the giant, blue-skinned woman, whom she had to eradicate in order to cover her trails. If she were younger, she would have at least fooled with the idea of being together with him, but she spent far too long imprisoned for such weakness of the heart. A weakness which would be her complete undoing if he was alive long enough to tell the saiyans who held her captor on Planet Shikk. And after ridding herself of that final sliver of guilt for killing him, she was now within days of reaching the planet Earth.
Time passed and Jihana was caught asleep in her stolen space pod as it started to enter the planet’s atmosphere, the little sphere shaking and heating up as it barreled for the the surface of the blue planet. Her pod crashed through a cloud, dissipating it into nonexistence as it headed for a lone city in the middle of the Eastern lands of the planet. A city which was named after some long forgotten hero, funnily named after a surname for the devil. There were sirens blaring in the city, as they had known her pod was coming for the planet, yet didn’t know exactly where the impact point would be. They were trying to prepare for the worst, yet few could have guessed what had happened next.
Her pod started to tear at the seams due to the defunct nature of her stolen space pod, bits and pieces of the ship tearing off, sending the searing hot metals to scatter and rain down upon the citizens of Satan City. The bits of her space pod tearing off had knocked her ship off course, the awakened Heran now unable to maneuver her ship around as it was far too late, only waking up now because she had to sleep through much worse.
Now even more off course from the predicted impact landing zone, Jihana’s space pod careens through a skyscraper, scraping right on through it and stopping halfway out the other side. The pod, after boring through the building and screeching to a halt, it now stuck out of the building like some obscene pimple, Jihana now being able to overlook the crowd forming underneath her. She could barely hear the screams of the few people who were still in that mostly evacuated skyscraper and the many people who were panicking below, yet her emotions remain unchanged as everyone had to suffer at one point or another. These people just didn’t move fast enough.
Her pod door opening, a gigantic blue woman fell twenty stories down into the streets, creating a mini crater on her landing point from a combination of her extreme weight, caused by her equipment and her actual body weight, and her own power shifting in order to soften the landing for the Heran. Dust rose, and then settled as a blue woman, towering at seven feet and one inch tall, wearing nothing but a bikini top and leggings, wearing some kind of knee thigh armor, and even leather boots with a spike on the toe, and blades on the heel.
But the cherry on the cake, the eye-grabber of her entire apparel was the gigantic, metal gauntlet being worn by her left arm. It was the Ferrosian’s greatest work, the Warfist, which worked so well with her own fighting style that she felt nothing but pride in that over-sized gauntlet of hers. Although it has not gotten much use yet, the little she has had use of it gave Jihana such sublime feelings. However, judging by the angry visage of an approaching person, the gas-mask wearing Heran could only think that she was about to give this thing a more thorough test drive.
“The hell do you think you’re doing you god damned alien!?!?” The buff police officer said, striding on over to the person who had caused such destruction just by crash landing her space ship. “You have endangered the lives of many people here, and we still don’t know if there are actual people dead or alive in there. Now, I’ll have you come to the precinct so we can get you registered and fined for being a dangerous citizen, thus meaning you’ll have to spend some jail ti-”
At the mention of the word ‘jail’, Jihana’s only visible eye flashed in rage behind her gas mask. She lifted up her Warfist with relative ease and gave him a solid flick to his abdomen. The officer was sent flying into the wall of the building directly across from her crash landing. Although his impact was cushioned by the crowding civilians, he had suffered a couple broken ribs from just a single flick of her metallic finger.
Everyone else remaining silent, Jihana’s rough voice filled through the air as she spoke through the gas mask, “Not going back there. Anyone else have a problem with me, or can I leave in peace?”
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Post by Gekido on Oct 13, 2016 1:57:19 GMT
Powerlevel:3,000 Heavy Weights:750
Gekido had gotten a tip form Shelly Dan on training, he was told he needed to put weights on all parts of his body as he ran dispersing all the weight out to train his whole body, he had made a large run arriving in Satan city about 3 hours in, of course he came from the southern islands so it was a long run considering all he had to run through. A small vale of sweat covered his forehead and chest, though the giant muscle shirt he weared keep most of the sweat in though the stains could still be seen. He smiled as he ran past some humans before shaking his head, he could not of been going soft, Though he did like that Shelly Dan he could not like anyone else, he was a strong warrior. He could not go soft for any reason. Then he heard the large crashing as someone seem to land in the middle of the street the heran watching curious what was all the ruckuses.
His eyes widened with surprise when he realized what it was, another heran. He grumbled under his breath, he assumed their was no heran this far out but their seemed to be, it was quite annoying actually, he liked being unique, but it was nice to see his kin at the same time. looking at her appearance, she seemed to have some large device covering one arm and only one eye could be seen through her gas mask, perhaps she was maimed in combat, perhaps something else. He watched as the police man walked up to her and told her she was going to be arrested before he begin sent flying with a single flick he looking somewhat surprised.
It was a strong flick, it might of even sent Gekido flying. He slowly walked towards the heran holding his hands out "Seems you just arrived, probley don't want to be hitting people around even if they deserve it." He said looking at the officer laughing a little, "You can probley just leave, no one will stop you i already know no one at least in this little part of town can stop you." He crossed his arms over his chest, "I can find you some work perhaps, heran should help eachother out i'm working for this aroscian right now who working on some dealing with some saiyans, to my understanding, perhaps you be instirted to hear more." The heran looked tough a new recruit for Koldar would be appropriated, maybe he'd get some badass bonus regardless he was also very curious and excited to know what the heran was on earth and not...well anywhere else.
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Post by Aina on Oct 13, 2016 16:11:52 GMT
Aina had been resting inside of her ship as it was parked just outside of Satan City. She had been on a night long mission and had finished it a few hours earlier. That is until the alarms within her ship began to activate as the ship was attached to the regional sky defense network. The network that she knew that was put in place after the Saiyan Invasion. This time however it caught a single pod descending in a dangerous way and headed toward the city that the alarms went off waking her up with loud klaxons.
Falling out of her bed her white hair spilling all around her as she staggered to her feet. Slipping her uniform on she would secure her knives and slip out of the ship. Taking off into the air she would feel her weighted self fly along and come upon the city seeing the sky scraper in the distance with a smoldering hole inside of it. A sigh escaped the hybrids mouth as she flew along as this was something that was to be expected to happen from time to time with the amount of space traffic that was coming and going across the planet.
As she neared the spot beneath the space pod she would notice the extremely tall woman. :: Well I be damned there Aina. That is a huge woman… Think she is friendly? I do not know Lhinith but I am not going to be taking any chances… Be ready. :: The internal monologue was cut off as she made it to about a block or so from the Heran’s landing spot. It was as she was walking forward she saw a police officer get tossed aside with but a single motion from the Heran female. She would not attempt to catch the man as he deserved what he did. Protocal was to contact the Blue Banner when it came to populated crash landings..
Stepping out from the crowd she would notice a male also standing there in front of the Heran. The emblem on her shoulder was spotted by a few of the people in the crowd who began to back up just in case something was about to happen.
“As the man said you are not in trouble for what has happened. Space Pod crashes are no ones fault unless it was intentional and yet I feel crashing through a skyscraper would not be the ideal landing platform. The officer broke the landing protocol and has already paid for his arrogance. As a representative of the Blue Banner let me welcome you to the planet… I just need to know why it is that you are here on Earth?”
Aina asked as she stood there and looked directly at the Heran woman.
{{Heavy Weights are on. PL is 40,602, Weighted to 10,150}}
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Jihana
Archived
PL: 47,055
Battle Spirit (x4), Battle Bulk (x8)
Zeni: 4,603
Tag: @futona
OOC Name: FritzingHell
Posts: 54
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Post by Jihana on Oct 14, 2016 0:57:32 GMT
Enjoying the way that she had dealt with the supposed law enforcer, Jihana could not help but smile underneath her mask, a small amount of breathing being audible through the air filters on the mask. As she was about to head off, her scouter picked up two notable ki signatures heading towards her location, both of which being weaker. To her utter dismay and possibly glee, the weakest belonged to a fellow blue skinned alien who approached her. He was quite a bit taller than her, but his appearances were more than disappointing as he was sweating quite a bit as evidenced by the damp spots on his shirt. Thankfully the gas mask was able to keep her from smelling scents, which she could only assume that this sweating heran was going to have quite the rancid stench.
Because of her past experience with others of her race, namely her parents, Jihana was already on a bad track to trusting anyone of the same race. Being falsely accused for an assassination of a Saiyan general well over forty years ago creates one hell of a vendetta against her transgressors, and in that time she had built the resolve to not trust anyone. Especially her own race as they’d more likely do anything to get a quick buck on their planet.
Although the words coming out of his mouth were supposedly nice, the fact that he was trying to be buddy-buddy with her was rather insulting to her. This guy had the balls to straight up walk to her, and instead of asking about her at all, he decides that the first thing she needs to do is to find some guy whom she needed to talk to in order to get some work!? Now, through her time in prison, Jihana had grown major appreciation over money more than anyone, as it ruled the economy system and improved living quality a lot back on Planet Shikk. But the way that this heran had presented such an option to her without even bothering to learn about her was insulting on its own.
But the fact that he was weaker than her by an obscene degree was what set her over the edge. A mere heran of 750 PL thinking that he was equal to someone that was almost thirty times stronger than her. That pissed her off more than anything else.
Glaring into the eyes of the heran, she opened the palm of the Warfist and attempted grab him by his entire abdomen and lift him a couple feet into the air. Glaring at him through her slightly tinted gas mask lens, she growled at him with such venom, “Weak. You think you are worthy of even speaking to me? You whose power is that of a ten year old on our planet? And why do you even consider me as an ally. As far as I’m concerned, you’re more of an enemy than anyone else here.”
If she had actually grappled him and lifted him into the air, she would tighten her grip around him, squeezing his innards and putting pressure on him as she knew it would be painful. Before she inflicted painful damage, however, she would release him and let him land on the ground once more, hoping her message got through to him.
If he somehow avoided getting grappled, she would just just poke him in the chest, not enough to shove him into a wall or anything, but just to the point where he would feel his chest being in pain.
Then the other notable ki signature arrived, the person who had approximately 10,000 PL, thus being only half of Jihana’s current strength. Much more respectable than the fool who dared to approach her, thinking they were already old friends. This humanoid who approached the large heran had begun explaining that the puny person she punted with her finger was already in the wrong with how he treated her, and even went as far as to ask why she was on Earth.
For now, Jihana was much more comfortable about keeping her secrets about her origins a secret, as she would rather not go back to a prison any time soon. She was going to enjoy her freedom as much as she could, so she said through her gas mask, her voice sounding coarse due to the gas mask, “Escape. That’s why I came here. Nothing more, nothing less. Earth was the best place to escape to in order to blend in, after all.”
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Post by Gekido on Oct 14, 2016 3:26:56 GMT
The Heran stared as the heran woman thought over everything before she went to grab him, he was not prepared her hand going around his Abdomen lifting him off the ground as she spoke, "Weak, i was actually training with weights this is not my full power i assure you but i'm only offering you, seemed like you got some grudge agiasnt someone. He felt her fist tightened as she was crushing him he coughing some blood before she left go he falling over with a smile, "Well your not bluffing your pretty tough, stronger then me only confirming my suspicions." He staggered to his feet, not mad in anyway, just excited, another heran someone he could talk about the joys of battles, though he'd have to ease his way in he already seemed to get on her bad side and he already knew from experience, a mad heran madian only led to a dead heran knight, well most of the time anyway.
Then another voice spoke, it being the voice of a young woman as he turned his gaze looking at her as he spoke saying something about a blue banner army, and welcome to the planet and bla bla bla, he didn't really care. However, he was not going to say that, as he moved away to not be in the way of the two. He watched as the heran woman spoke, saying she was escaping something and though he wanted to speak once more, he didn't need her wrath. Not that he was afraid, but he already gotten enoguh beatings from Koldar and that fucking Tin can. He grumbled as carva came to mind, someone of high power randomly appearing and wrecking his day, however he would get him back but not yet. If she got in a more calm not trying to murder him type mode, perhaps he would ask her but for now. "Guess i forgot to introduce myself, probley got ahead of myself you know most herans i meet in the past 8 years were no talk just trying to kill me." He said with some annoyance, though their was no way he was going to talk about his past, he had enough with that damn company of herans, they can go to hell and hopefully they would leave him alone.
"Names Gekido, I guess i should ask your names." He was tempted to say gals but he was already in enough trouble, and unlike tin can for some reason he was not smooth with his words, he was more of rough sandpaper being blasted with a shotgun, it was not going to sound good no matter how he worded it. The gravelly booming voice only serving usefulness when he attempted to scare people off, and that only worked when he knew his foe could not stand up to him no matter what they did and today was not one of those times. He was in all likelihood in front of two people who could kill him, right not it was not time to make mistakes.
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Post by Aina on Oct 14, 2016 14:46:17 GMT
The fact that the woman picked up the other man as if nothing was even there with her arm had surprised her more than anything. If she had done that to herself Aina would not of been surprised because of her lack of stature. She was thinking about stepping in and stopping her from crushing the man like a grape but when she let go of him she was thankful that she would not have to clean up a large mess upon the ground. All of the words she spoke to the man seemed to be twinged with an innate hatred. Something she could easily sympathize with but she would not try to push any of the issues.
After her words were spoken she took notice of the male Heran spoke up about his own name. She would respond but not until after the new arrival had a chance to speak her peace from behind the gas mask. Aina did not know as to why someone would be needing such a device but would not pry into the life of the female Heran. Listening to her reason Aina would nod and mentally understand her reasoning perfectly. Such a thing was not lost on the former street rat. An escape could sometimes be just the thing to rebuild ones life.
“Then let Earth be your refuge. The only thing is sadly we cannot go around beating up the local populace. Despite how wrong they are. I can safely say so long as you do not kick another dumb cop to the moon or in this case flick them into a wall you will be fine.”
Aina hoped her words would help keep the situation from escalating more than what it had already. Even if the situation would get worse she was going to watch the two Heran’s closely. Despite the look of diffusing the situation she had a handle of one of her daggers was within a quick movement away from either hand.
“I am Seargent Aina… Seeing as how there are introductions coming around. Miss can I ask your name so I know who it is I have the pleasure of meeting in this moment.”
Asking Jihana her name was a small tactical move as she hoped to see if she had managed to get even the slightest bit of respect from the large woman. Honestly she was surprised to see someone with such a cybernetic prosthesis. Even if it was a giant slab of metal it was still impressive for what it is. As she was paying attention to the others she heard a scream as the sound of something falling could be heard. Glancing up she noticed the space pod had come loose of whatever had been holding it inside the building.
The space pod looked like it was tumbling in the air in a random direction which showed to Aina that the Heran female obviously had no control over her descent. So that meant that she was not responsible for the damage. Which means she would have to file an accidental descent thing when she got back to base. Taking a breath she would be inside the air and would move to catch the pod with a little bit of effort due to its size compared to her.
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Post by Jax Punchlust on Oct 14, 2016 14:48:57 GMT
CURRENT POWER LEVEL: 17,892 THREAD POWER LEVEL: 4,473 (Weights in use) GAIN BONUSES: 75%
There are many things that, as a person, Jax holds close to himself. His father's teachings of marital arts, his years as a famous actor, his rare Mr.Satan branded sock collection. These are all things that, to him, are virtually irreplaceable. Another one of these things is that of his home city. As his failed rap album's first song went, "Satan City, born and raised. Chilling there, boy, that's where I spent most of my days. Like me that city has a groovy soul, I feel a bond with it like we are one and the same! Whoop whoop, funky children!". And, even to these day, all of those lyrics were still as true to Jax as when he wrote them. So when he saw a spaceship crashing in from the sky, with debris ripping off it as it got closer to landing, he started to get worried about the protection of his beloved city.
He had seen the ship make entrance into the Earth's atmosphere while doing his usual jogging exercises in the nearby farmlands. Noticing it's trajectory, along with the ship's seeming lack of control of itself, he bursted into the air and made his way back as fast as humanly possible . Finding a nearby spot on a building the ship's landing, he watched the rest of the events unfold. He clenched his fists as he watched the ship's casual destruction of property, and the lives affected by it. A energy of angry could almost be felt brewing off himself as he watched spacecraft opening itself, and revealing a masked muscular alien lady, who after hearing the response of a law officer responded only with violence.
He was ready to confront this new intruder, adjusting the blanket-like cloth on his body to make sure it wouldn't get in the way of any possible use of combat that'd be needed, when two more figures appeared on the scene. They seemed to be natives of the planet, but were appearing to just talk to invader, no making them take any repercussion for their actions. For what he overheard, it seemed one of them was even one of the "Blue Banner Jerkwads" that he loathed so much. No wonder they were being so ineffective. This was a situation that called for justice, and fueled by his own rage and misunderstanding of proper conflict resolution skills, he prepared himself for battle.
Perching himself on the roof and looking down at the others, he pointed towards the masked murderer, his cloth weights failing behind him in the wind.
"YOU! YES YOU, INTRUDER!" He held his head up high, letting his eyes peer down at her from his glasses. "YOU HAVE HURT THIS CITY AND THE PEOPLE WHO LIVE HERE! IF YOU DO NOT PROPERLY PAY THE PRICE FOR YOUR ACTIONS, THEN YOU WILL HAVE TO PAY THE PRICE! AND THAT PRICE, IS MY FISTS! ON YOUR FACE! BECAUSE THEY WILL BE PUNCHING IT! SO THERE! HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT, HUH?"
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Jihana
Archived
PL: 47,055
Battle Spirit (x4), Battle Bulk (x8)
Zeni: 4,603
Tag: @futona
OOC Name: FritzingHell
Posts: 54
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Post by Jihana on Oct 15, 2016 0:35:39 GMT
The unchained heran, after dropping the weaker one of her race and listening to how he was so weak, which only warranted a roll of her visible eye. Training… That is no reason why he was weak. He was old enough to be grown to this tall, thus he should have had a much stronger power signature. Hell, the only reason why the fifty-plus year old Heraness was only a mere power level of 20k is because of her imprisonment keeping her weakened. If she grew up normally, this pissant in front of her would be as weak as the ground beneath her feet.
When he was on the ground, she would speak back to him, “Only a portion of your strength? Just means that you’re making yourself look even more like trash, when you’re still already so weak. And it’s none of your damn business to pry into my motives moron.” Her giant gauntlet cracked its knuckles, metal grating against itself as she does so in order to send a message to this weakling in front of her. Internally she was even more disappointed in him as he was not even wanting to try and disprove being called weak. This one had gotten soft, and probably lost hope of becoming strong. Even when he gets to a point of strength, he will more or less keep that soft soul of his.
Not wanting to deal with him, Jihana turned her attention back to the representative of the Blue Banner who actually was nice enough to give the giant heran permission to use the Earth as a refuge. She raised an eyebrow within her mask, not knowing what was the deal with this woman considering what just occurred. Jihana caused mass chaos and panic; damaged a building and the homes within it, possibly hurting some of the people who remained in that building; and even assaulted an enforcer of the law. She wasn’t an idiot to not know that most wouldn’t allow things like this to slide by like this, thus struck Jiji dumbstruck at this sudden disregard of obvious law. But she ain’t really going to argue about it one bit, as it would end up with her being put into some big trouble otherwise.
Hearing her query about her own name after introducing herself as a sergeant no less, Jihana was almost compelled to give the women her name as she was giving Jihana a free pass essentially. But the fact that this Gekido person introduced himself and wouldn’t leave made Jihana decide otherwise on introducing herself.
Instead, she had decided to shorten her own name for these people to use, as giving her full name would both indicate that she actually respected this Gekido person and could further implicate her if they found out about her crime. Growling through the mask, she responded in back, “Call me Ji. Don’t really trust any one of you further than I can flick you, so that’s as much of an introduction you’re getting out of me. Is there anything else you want from me before I-”
"YOU! YES YOU, INTRUDER!"
“Oh for fucks…” Jihana muttered to herself, as yet another person arrived upon the scene from atop a rooftop. This was yet another dumb ass equivalent to the officer who tried to claim an arrest, but wearing an attire of a completely violet variety. As he made his little claim to take down the heran woman, she decided to consult her own mask’s built-in scouter once more, wanting to see if he can back up his bark. Sadly enough, it seemed to be in vain as he was only one fourth her strength. The Sergeant was able to be at half her strength, and the weakling was even worse, so she really didn’t know where she stood about the strength of this newcomer.
Shrugging once he finished, she shouted at up at him with her rough voice, “Well, I just got here Purple. And due to my… Circumstances, let’s leave it at that, I have not a single zeni on me. If you want to deal justice, go right on ahead, but I don’t hold back. I will say that you at least earned my respect, knowing that as weak as you are, you still try to challenge me. You make the first move skinny boy.”
She lifted her arms up and spread them apart, as if taunting the violet suited man to do something. At the same time, she hissed at the others, “And you two will get a violent punch somewhere painful if you dare interfere with his actions. It’s his choice to make after all.”
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Post by Gekido on Oct 15, 2016 1:48:07 GMT
Everything seemed calm between the Sergeant Aina and the large heran as he just watched, absorbing everything he heard. Of course, he was just trying to cool down, the heran woman had called me weak agian, if he had the strength he'd bust her jaw clean open, but he didn't and shelly dan had told him he needed to stop punching people, it didn't look very well for a boxer. He shaked his head in annoyance, that human was getting to him he was actually to be less battle hungry, And while in the old days he would of knocked his teeth out Shelly dan and him came eye to eye as a result they made a solid friendship over the course of the last few days. The heran only gave a small potion of her name as he nodded "Fine i didn't want to know anyway, seems your here because you did something, maybe your a murder or maybe something with the heran companies back on our homeworld." he stopped as he heard the voice of some idiot as he got ready to face the heran.
He face palmed as the man screamed ready to fight the large heran woman, "How much will fixing this all cost i'll pay for it, i just want to move on already, came to see the commotion and don't need it to get heavier if you want to go beating eachother do it not in the middle of the city." He grumbled, that would attract attention, and he was just trying to run, as he felt something boiling with anger, still buy why. He crossed his arms trying to ignore it, the heran woman had taunted him enough, he felt quite weak, weaker then what he thought he was. Maybe he was stronger earlier in life but having no goods fights had then coming her and being overpowered was a very degrading feeling. However, for now he heeded the heran wish's "You can fight him i'm not gonna jump in as long as it between just you two and no one else, no one should get hurt for his idoicty." He relaxed his arms looking at the heran Sergeant, what would she do, assuming she'd try and stop the conflict. That would make sense, he stepping away. He was not fleeing, no he was getting back so he could help those that might get into the crossfire, he felt that he soft to be worrying about them but Shelly dan story was still in his head, being a hero sounded nice, though being able to do what he want, that was better and right now he wanted to make sure this brawl was between them and now the heran and the city.
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Post by Aina on Oct 15, 2016 18:46:30 GMT
"Then let me officially welcome you to Earth there Ji. I am going to say that is one hell of a way to make your appearance upon the planet. This planet is a little skittish about crashing space pods. Especially after the Saiyan Empire invaded the planet abotu half a year ago. They were repelled but it is still a tense thing. That is why people acted as they did." Aina was hoping that her response would help clarify why the officer had acted the way he did but still did not justify his actions.
Aina lifted her head as she heard a voice echo out from a nearby rooftop. She was basically facepalming as she heard him speak up loudly and yell toward the Heran woman. She almost wanted to turn around and stab the man through the chest with one of her daggers but knew full well that she could not do that to an innocent if not misguided civlian. Her mouth pretty much mimicking the words spoken by Ji as she found the man with her vision.
She turned to Gek. A slight smile on his face as she chuckled at him and waved at him. "Do not worry about it. Most of the cities have insurance for this type of things. Especially after the invasion. Space Pod damage insurance realy was a lucrative thing that wa sintroduced and for once it is about to pay off."
Turning back to the two people she would move to stand between the two of them. Releasing a few latches upon her armor the weights from her armor would slip off as she walked over. The heavy weights thudding agains the ground. Each step intot he middle of them would make her power raise and she would be back at her full strength as she looked at the both of them.
"Civilian stand down. This situation is under control of the Blue Banner Army. Please stand down and let me complete this alright? I have the situation under control. If you do intend to stand up in the midst of this situation I would say we leave the city and go out to the outskirts so that there is no further property damage. As the civilians have suffered enough."
As she spoke she would feel the power of them and she was thankful that this situation had not fully exploded quite yet. Yet she had this bad feeling that something was building.
{Weights are off after this post}
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Post by Jax Punchlust on Oct 25, 2016 10:37:41 GMT
Jax was not one to be scared off by one's threats, warnings, or if we're being completely honest, anything that logic would usually dictate that he should be wary of. He was a firm believer that, even after all the events he had gone through in his life, that the world and it's cosmic balance where on his side. Why wouldn't it be? He was a hero with unparalleled morality. Yet, something about the blue beefcake stretching her arms out, inviting him to attack...it reminded him of a certain film he had been in. During his movie career, he had a short-lived series about a cowboy, and in the end, it was really just JimJohn but in a western setting. But unlike JimJohn, this cowboy's character flaw was that he'd always rush into a situation, especially when the villain of the film taunted him to do so as part of some larger plan. Also, the alien seemed to be a big jerk, which a lot of the baddies his character had faced were. He had to take a moment to pat himself on his back, he never noticed how deep and thoughtful his critical analysis skills of fiction and their real world applications in fiction were. Even to this day, his training seems to bring new abilities to his body and mind.
Mauling over if he should act on what, at least to him, appeared to be a BDSM fanatic from outer-space's bait, his anger subsided a bit as he tried to be more "zen". Of course, this was quickly ruined by the Blue Banner member shouting at him and likely trying to "put him in his place". Freakin' soldiers of the android jerk-wad. They thought this was under control? A situation in which an area of the city, and likely the lives within it, had been damaged? And the perpetrator was seeming to be about to get off with a "Oops, did I do that"? Adding on the officer's death, plus how this was Jax’s own hometown, and he was pretty passed pissed. As much as he hated to admit it, they did have one point. This area was not suitable for fighting, and if it did occur here, only more lives would be lost. There was simply only one solution.
He'd do a single maneuver, so powerful, so badass, and so utterly bodacious, that this enemy to the town would just have to be flung up and forced into the sky so hard that'd be sent far away into another area. Then, he could quickly take chase, and they could continue the fight. Scratching his chin while pondering his own genius, he noticed that he hadn't properly responded to the group amassed below him. Nodding at the Blue Banner lackey he gave a thumbs up, his presentation skills from his previous career coming out.
"You're right...to fight here would be foolish, and be a danger to everyone here. A true hero could never allow that..." He turned and walked away, out of the sight of all those who were looking up at the city's self-proclaimed protector. It seemed as if he had given up, gone home. At least, that's what his acting skills would lead many of the citizens to believe. But after bursting out of the wall of the front of the building in a high pitched "Hi-yah!", his pelvis sticking out in a pronounced manner to perform his recently created attack, he would prove himself not to be intelligent enough to do that. The rest of this body reeled back as far away as possible, Jax locked eyes with his target, to him what he considered the planet's newest intruder and threat. "You called me weak? ME? WELL LET'S SEE HOW YOU TAKE THE POWER OF EARTH AND ALL IT'S MIGHT, AS I STUFF IT WITHIN MYSELF AND PREFORM THIS NEW HIP MOVE, YOU NOT SO JIVE TURKEY!"
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Jihana
Archived
PL: 47,055
Battle Spirit (x4), Battle Bulk (x8)
Zeni: 4,603
Tag: @futona
OOC Name: FritzingHell
Posts: 54
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Post by Jihana on Oct 28, 2016 3:37:57 GMT
Before the entrance of Jax, hearing the words of this sergeant was actually kind of reassuring to the heran as it really could mean a new beginning for the heran. One that could at least be a little nicer to her than the ongoing actions of what happened within the prison of Planet Shikk. However, after Jax made his appearance, she kept up her open posture, waiting for Jax to make the first move. While waiting, she would train her eye on the other heran who was about to do something which made her lose faith in her own race. A fight was about to break out, one that could get any heran's blood boiling and itching for a good brawl, and this blue skinned ninny decided to pull out his wallet and ask how much it was going to cost, and added in on how he did not want any part of that fight... She couldn't help but grunt out a small, "Pitiful," the words directed towards Gekido. He was trying to break up the tensity in the air, dissolving whatever chance there was a fight to break out. Or at least attempting to. He was not worthy of the heran blood that courses through his veins.
Then her own gas mask started to freak out as the sergeant started to walk in between her and the purple suit who knew nothing of fashion whatsoever. She was taking off pieces of her clothing, which actually sparked some interesting numbers inside of her mask's scouter. Her power strength went from a meager ten thousand, one hundred and fifty to a grand total of forty thousand, six hundred and two. This woman was currently twice as strong at the recent prison escapee, which was something to behold. She might be the perfect one to work her muscles against if this purple suited freak was not worthy of combat. And it seemed to be that way, as the lanky wimp was still but a fraction of what the actual heran was able to do. He would be able to definitely take down the fake one who tried to bribe the sergeant, but this purple suit won't take her down.
And concerning the officer who tried to stop her earlier, she cared not whether he lived or died. He was alive when he was flicked into that wall, so if no one helped him from dying, that was on them. Not on her one bit.
Then hearing the woman try to break up the fight and suggest the fight be taken somewhere else, to which Jihana would have most certainly done if the purple suit was willing to do as such. And it seemed that she was going to get her wish as the guy seemed to leave for a second, but not really fooling Jihana as her scouter could read his energy through walls. He slammed his pelvis through a wall, breaking through and freeing the body of the either unconscious or dead officer. His body soared through the sky toward her, to which Jihana saw this as a sign to fight. Not even waiting for him to finish his sentence about stuffing a turkey with his hip or something, which seemed like something not appropriate to say in battle or in public to say the least. She pulled back her arm and threw it forward, half of her gauntlet blasting off of her forearm, the forearm length gauntlet blasting through the air in order punch the purple man out of the sky with a Warfist Rocket1.
After throwing the punch, she would turn to the sergeant and say with a cocky grin, "You were holding back, were ya? I need to work off this space-travel rust of mine. From the feeling of it, you and you alone are worthy of such a warm up. What do ya say?"
Jihana was not going to take no for an answer, her eye shining from behind the gas mask and a grin forming behind the leather of the mask. If Aina did have the gall to say no, oh boy, Jihana will make it so that she has no choice but to fight the heran.
KP = [2/3]
1 ~ [N1] Warfist Rocket ~ 33% ~ 6,666 PL heading for the flying, pelvic thrusting Jax
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Post by Gekido on Oct 28, 2016 4:16:05 GMT
Gekido sighed as the two seem ready to get into the brawl, Steely dan had told him how dangerous it would be to fight in the middle of a city with people, perhaps the human had stuck too much onto him. With his talks about peace and being friendly crap. He had to admit, he had grown a touch soft, but not soft enough to ignore the insult directed at him from the heran. "Pitiful?" Gekido said under his breath repeating what the heran had said. The heran had his limits of shame and that had just broke. The heran grabbed his weights dropping them into the ground creating a small crater as he cracked his neck. "I got my limits of how much insult i'm willing to take." Gekido said as his aura began to expand. His hair raised up as he kicked off the concrete rushing at Jihana.
He had his limits, he was a heran first and formost and the heran had belittled him enough. It didn't matter why, he was for once trying to civil but the craving and the anger had gotten the best of him. He wanted, no he needed to fight to keep any sense of pride he had left. It would impossible to just stand their and look like some Coward with not a drop of his ancestors blood. He Speed towards Jihana pulling back his fist, but where to hit first. Probley in her jaw, shut her up and take him a little seriously, he concluded quickly that would of been the best spot so that is where he aimed. He Pulled back his arm as ki swirled around it as brought his fist up looking like he was about to uppercut the far stronger heran before stopping in front of Her opening his hand slowly, "I got a present for you, i hope it keeps your jaw shut!" he yelled as a large green blast flew out of his hand aimed at her chin to blow her away with far more the force then what a single punch could do, but his message was clear, he was first and formost a heran, if she wanted to insult him she could do it after she had beaten him down.
*Took off weights and used battle spirit.* *Powerlevel:12,000* *Up2: Galatic Edge-8,000 Aimed right for Jihana jaw Kp:1/3
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Post by Aina on Oct 28, 2016 19:36:25 GMT
As she stood there Aina had hoped that the purple suited man would not interfere. It was a slim hope that the fact she had released the tether that the heavy weights put upon her body would of shown the others that she was the strongest one here and was going to end it if things happened. It had seemed she had gotten through to the amazon like female Heran yet it felt like that was slipping as Jax continued his motions but when he turned to leave she finally let out a breath of relief but that was short lived. :: He is not leaving Aina… Watch out he is moving around to strike once…::
Lhinith had warned Aina in the past and this time she was thankful for the warning. As she would instantly turn as Jax made his appearance once more smashing through a wall. Letting out a frustrated yell at the man. “And now you have done just as much damage as the Heran has… but you did it on purpose…”
Aina’s ire was being raised by the man in purple. Especially when it seemed he was launching an unprovoked attack upon Ji. Clenching her fists tightly she instantly began to seethe. “ALL CIVILIANS GET OUT OF THE AREA. THIS SO CALLED PROTECTOR IS STARTING A UNRESTRAINED FIGHT WITH A VISITOR TO THIS PLANET.”
The civilians that encircled the area began to run away minus the few that were tending to the original officer that had started this unprovoked line of insanity. Thanks to them he would make it but for now Aina was about to step in to end this fight when she noticed the other Heran enter the fray. :: OH for fu… :: Her attention would turn to Ji as she mentioned a fight after this and Aina smirked as the saiyan blood within her gladly would take up the challenge. “Maybe after this is settled Ji…”
Her response was close to what she expected that Ji had wanted as Aina sighed and stepped forward. The fact it was two on one she would even up the odds as she would move with quick agility and raise her hand. Ki began to gather inside her hand and then release in a really basic burst of ki that would fly directly past Ji and toward Gekido’s hand in an attempt to nullify his ki blast but not injure him. “Stay out of this. Let these two settle this. Do not interfere anymore or I will not hold back next time.”
{{Basic Ki burst used. 13,398 PL attack used to negate the 12,000 PL Attack of Gekido.}}
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Jihana
Archived
PL: 47,055
Battle Spirit (x4), Battle Bulk (x8)
Zeni: 4,603
Tag: @futona
OOC Name: FritzingHell
Posts: 54
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Post by Jihana on Nov 15, 2016 19:41:07 GMT
(It's been too long, I hit Jax with enough force to KO him, I'm just going to go on as I want to try to keep this moving) After quite literally blasting the purple suit far away, Jihana slowly walks on over to her metal gauntlet. She could have used the remote call setting of the gauntlet to recall it back onto her arm, but there was no sense of urgency to her. Even as the weakling tried to make an attack on Jihana, the woman not flinching in the slightest as she was more than prepared to take on something from a meager power level such as him. However, just as she was nearing her gauntlet, her mask apparently gave her updated numbers on him, as the pitiful Heran had boosted his strength quite a bit. Not enough to scare Jihana, but enough to elicity some sort of small reaction. A reaction that she would not give, however, due to Aina interfering and stopping Gekido. Shrugging, the Heran knew that the woman had got it under control for now as she continued her stride over to the gauntlet, bending over to giant metal fist. Maneuvering her arm into the socket, Jihana re-arms herself with her trusty Warfist. And, once all the way through, the Gauntlet made a giant clank noise, indicating that it reconnected to the base of the gauntlet, which was the shoulder guard she was wearing that extended down her entire bicep. Hearing the answer of Aina, Jihana chuckles as she proclaims with vigor, "THAT'S what I like to hear! Someone who wants to have a good bloody fight! Although I was making the offer now, seeing as how you're dealing with that wimp, it can wait for later." As she said all of this, she tilted her neck left and right, cracking her vertebrae a bit as her own neck bones filled the air with loud snaps. Shaking her left arm a bit, she slowly strode on over to Gekido, with a dark smile hidden underneath her mask. "Aina, it's alright for him to attack me," Jihana said, priming her arm to do some supreme damage, a huge amount of steam blasting out of the metal arm as she was empowering her arm once more with her ki, "I mean, he's nothing compared to me. Even with his temporary power boost, this roach is nothing compared to me, and never will be."
To mimic the pathetic Heran's power boost, Jihana let herself get consumed by rage as she focused her murderous intent solely on the larger, yet weaker Heran, unleashing her true Battle Spirit 2. She reeled her arm back as she pushed Aina out of the way, just to ensure her safety from Jihana's unbridled rage. She hopped up a bit so the giant amazon of a heran can get a better aim at the face. Now hopping up a good couple feet into the air, well above the pitiful heran, she aims a downward punch at Gekido's face, aiming to completely knock him out cold with a Warfist Missile 2, minus shooting the gauntlet off of her. Point blank super punch was the best route to go, no need to launch it completely off of her arm. The purple suit pissed her off, but the thing she hates the most are those people who don't know their place. And Gekido truly doesn't know his place at the bottom of the food chain.
Using Battle Spirit Transformation, going from 20,000 PL to 80,000 PL!!! KP - 2/3 ==> 0/3 2 ~ [UP2] Warfist Missile - 66% - 52,800 Headed straight for Gekido's face, aiming to break bones and knock him out.
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