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Post by Deleted on Nov 3, 2016 22:06:55 GMT
You know, many say that this planet is full of joy, full of life. People speak of the good that has happened over the years, but in reality, everything has a dark side. They rarely speak of it, but the signs are there, clear as day. The dried up blood resting upon pavement, or walls, graffiti that has been poorly covered, black eyes hidden under midnight black shades. The first thing one will hear if asking almost anyone about this planet, they will go on about how peaceful it is with its few 'bumps' here, and there from time to time, but you would have to peek around, dive deeper in to find the the truth, the cold heart truth about these streets. These mean streets.... -Last Night- Sirens could be heard loud, and clear as they raced down a street, cars stopping, getting out of the way for the flashing lights to get by. Why were they in such a hurry this night? A robbery, domestic issues, or perhaps they were just abusing their power to get to the nearest doughnut shop before it closed? No, it was for something else entirely. The black, and white cars, four of them in a straight line pulled into a suburban area. A few people stood out of there houses, curious of what was happening while others peeked through a window, or slightly opened door. It was rare to see such a ruckus in this particular neighborhood which attracted so much attention. Finally, the cars pulled up by a house were a normal car was seen crashed into a nearby street pole, one of the doors in the back laying on the ground with a woman by said vehicle crying. "He's dead! My husband's dead!" she would cry out, on her knees. Some of the cops ran up to her, asking the woman what happened as another looked in the driver's seat. A man sat there motionless, his head pressed against the steering wheel, and a bullet wound on the back of his head. Upon further inspection they would notice a hole on the top part of the seat as well where one would usually rest their head. It is clear that this man was murdered in cold blood, but by who, and for what reason nobody knew. Most of the people around claimed that they have saw nothing, only hearing the skirting of the car, and the sudden crash. Others however claimed to have seen a figure flying away from the location of the 'accident' but that was all the evidence that could be found. Even the bullet itself couldn't be found. The wife of the victim agreed to go with the cops back to the station for further questions with nothing else being resolved at this point. As two of the police cars drove off, a figure floated above the roof of another house nearby making sure he was high enough to not be seen. His red eyes with black slits observed all that happened after the accident. This figure was Marcel Law, a demonic Saiyan hybrid who loved this planet, and would do anything to ensure its safety, and the safety of others. Though he was silent, anger swelled up inside. He knew the police were on the case, but it felt that he needed to take charge due to how 'reliable' the law could be at times. He was going to find the killer, and make sure that justice will served... -Present- It was the afternoon here in this city with all appearing as it should be, pretty busy. The hybrid walked along a sidewalk wearing a midnight black peacoat, dark blue jeans, gloves, and boots that matched the coat. Rarely has he ever wore such things, but it was pretty chilly out here....and he thought it made him feel cool, secretive....like a man on a mission which he was. After obtaining some information, the hybrid may have stumbled upon a lead that will help find this killer. As he was instructed to, Law pulled up to a bar that had a rather...unfriendly rep to it. At first glance one would notice how run down it looked, cracks, and graffiti everywhere. After a brief sigh, Marcel opened the door, an audible creak could be heard. As soon as it opened, the noise coming from within polluted the outside. People laughing obnoxiously, and talking over one another. The hybrid stepped into the crowded bar which was weird because they would usually be crowded during the night, or at least that's what he thought since this was also the first time he stepped into such a place. Barely any attention was coming his way possibly because he looked like he fit, or maybe they just simply didn't care. He found an open seat at the counter in the front, and took a seat, his hands still in his pockets. "Well, you're a new face." the bartender, who wore sunglasses with a bulky build, and head as shiny as a disco ball claimed. He observed the hybrid while wiping an empty mug with a cloth as Marcel looked at him back. "Anything I can get ya, man?" he asked. Marcel stared at the man for a second before finally opening his mouth. "I would like some answers, please." the hybrid said as the bartender smirked, waiting for the man to finish. "I've heard you've got some information about the 'events' that has happened last night?" Law claimed. The smirk coming from the bartender soon vanished, his mug cleaning slowing down as he eyed the man quietly..... Shen Fennel (Hope this is good o~o You can add in stuff to this if you wish o:)
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Post by Shen Fennel on Nov 3, 2016 23:20:15 GMT
Shen was also looking for this murderer, he had been contacted by someone who had already given him the lay out, no bullet and no killer and a grieving wife. The clues didn't seem to add up on the surface, but Shen had expected this. He had already a case named set up for it but first it needed to be solved. The longer he waited, the less of a chance that the killer would be caught. He had been heading to the bar, as he watched a figure walk in, he looking like he was quite official. He walked forward to the door as he composted himself, as he got ready to enter, he had gotten a tip to come to that bar cause their was some evidence he would need, he already had some idea who this man was, the man who died was no innocent good man that was sure. His system was filled to the brim with drugs, that should not have been in his system, then agian many people had these drug, Stuff like Xoltic and Caraten, two drugs stemming from south city, but he could not be sure yet for now he had to invistage.
The doors bursted open as the whole bar went slient, Shen was known around as a detective afterall and a damn good one at that. His eyes narrowed looking at everyone in the building some had their hands in their pockets other just returned to playing cards in slince no one was stupid enough to question Shen, not now. The man had already proven how strong he was surviving dozens of assassination attempts. He walked forward as he saw the man from outside talking with the bartender as Shen sat down looking at the both of them, "So your the man i been looking for." He look at the detective. HE looked at the bartender sour face as the man in front of him, "So what brings you here, same reason as me, looking for info on the murder." He slid forward looking at the bartender. He grabbed something form his pocket sliding it onto the table, it was a small grey pill he looking at the bartender, "You know what this right, this is Xoltic a drug used for heightened senses used by humans, it can cause illusions and in some cases death, it was found near his body, with dna evidence linking to him in someway and i also know your apart of this." He said looking at the man next to him, he was strong stronger, then he was. hopefully he was out to help him and not to do anything that would harm him.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 4, 2016 20:16:08 GMT
The bartender continued to eye the hybrid for a bit as if the two were locked in a serious staring contest. The bald man finally broke the silence with a small chuckle as he continued cleaning. "Have no clue what ya talking about, child." the bartender claimed, Marcel raising his eyebrows a bit at being called a child despite it being obvious that he was in his twenties. "I have reason to believe otherwise....sir." Marcel said, keeping his cool as the bartender leaned over, placing the mug onto the counter. "I could have this...'information' you seek. I could know what you're talking about, or perhaps I know nothing...." the bartender held one of his hands out, rubbing the tip of his thumb, and middle finger against each other as it was clear now that the shady bartender wanted something in return for this 'information.' Marcel who has never tried out this 'detective' shtick before wasn't too sure what to do at this point. Was he to give him Zeni for info? Did he even have any Zeni on him to begin with!? Then that's when HE stepped in.... The booze scented establishment quickly fell silent as the bartender glanced over the hybrid's shoulder. Curious about the sudden quietness, Marcel glanced back as well to see that someone else has entered the bar. Though it appeared everyone in here seemed familiar with this newcomer, Marcel has never seen this particular person. He did however sense the man's ki picking up a familiar aura filled with darkness similar to his. Was this man a demon? The aura he felt from him however wasn't complete just like the hybrid's. Perhaps he was a hybrid himself? This man came up to the bartender, and began to speak to him before speaking to Law. Marcel simply nodded at the man's question as this newcomer redirected his attention back to the bartender. So it appeared another was taking this case into their own hands as well perhaps? Or maybe he was looking into this for another reason? Marcel just silently observed as the man pulled out a gray pill, sliding it onto the counter, the hybrid noticing how the bartender flinched a little upon looking at it. It wasn't until this detective began to speak again that Marcel finally knew what this was. It was a drug he has heard rumors of being trafficked in the South side. Now he had a name to it, Xoltic, but why was one of those near the victim's body? "I don't....deal with that stuff anymore." the bartender claimed with a brief sigh, keeping his voice as low as possible. "Nor did I have anything to do with that murder. But it was obvious that this man was overdue on his...payment." he once again claimed, quickly laying out all this information onto the detective. He was reluctant to speak to Marcel about any of this, but once this man showed up....he dropped all of that. It couldn't have been due to power...from what Law sensed, he was stronger than this individual, yet his very appearance brought the entire establishment into a sudden silence...Who was he? The bartender leaned up to the two demons before whispering, "Rojo....Locos." then backing away a bit. "All I'm going to say...all you're going to need..." he said, his attention mainly on the detective as he said the last part. Marcel glanced away for a bit. That name, it sounded familiar....Rojo Locos? Was it a gang perhaps? Shen Fennel(Again, you can add more to this if ya wish.)
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Post by Shen Fennel on Nov 5, 2016 1:17:39 GMT
Shen fennel looked at the Bartender as he spoke, "Yah he was that why he was shot." he snapped as the man said he was overdue for his payments, he knew that already, but he actually brought something important up with rojo Loco's a Gang alright that was for sure. He pulled back scathing his chin, "Rojo Loco's i've heard about them, most of their gang was decimated though." He turned looking at marcal, "You want to join me seems were both looking into the case names Shen fennel, i am a detective looking into this and i think i found a lead about someone that may be far more dangerous." He grumbled thinking of his old partner, Rojo loco's a gang which was known for selling those drugs, but from what he connected everything from south city was his partner's doing at least he assumed but for now he needed to solve this mystery, they had people to meet and see and Shen needed to take care of that. He looked at Marcel, "You may want to join me on this i just meet you but i can feel how strong you are, this may be above some human murder, much beyond." He grabbed a cig putting it in his mouth as he layed on the side of the table on the seat. "Demons." He said under his breath looking at the doorway before walking out a puff of smoke escaping his lips.
He walked out checking everything out on the sidewalk looking at everyone on the street before walking off, forgetting about the drug package, he was too focused on finding what he was looking for, it was quite important. His former partner who had meet a while back had grown far stronger and it seemed he had been leading vast amount of gangs, prehaps he was behind this or maybe he was paranoid, the ogre-demon deceptive could not let any possibility be out of the question. For now he was heading to the Rojo Loco's base of operation though he was unsure were they were but he would find it eventually.
(Kinda short sorry know you probley want it a little longer i'll try for a bigger post next one)
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Post by Deleted on Nov 6, 2016 21:53:59 GMT
"Rojo....Locos..." Marcel mumbled under his breathe as he tried to continue figuring out why it sounded so familiar. It was right there on the tip of his tongue, but still he just couldn't get it. His attention slowly went back to Shen as he claimed he knew about them, saying that this gang was mostly decimated. Perhaps that was why the hybrid was having a difficult time trying to figure it out. Suddenly, the detective brought his attention to Marcel asking if he wanted to accompany him before introducing himself then pretty much claiming that this case may go far deeper than just some murder. "Marcel Law. It's an honor to meet an actual detective." he introduced himself before nodding a bit. "Oh, you have no idea how deep this shit runs...." the bartender mumbled, but loud enough for the two demonic hybrids to hear, his eyes on Marcel however as the bald man was pretty sure that Shen was familiar with these things. Though he put up a good act, it was still pretty obvious to the bartender, and most of the others in the bar at least that Marcel wasn't a true detective. Despite his strength, he lacked a certain 'flame' the intimation real detectives have. It was obvious before Shen even introduced himself that he had such things. Even Marcel felt how the gravity grew heavy the moment this man came in. This detective had eyes, eyes that could probably tell a story....multiple stories. Though, Marcel began to think more about this situation. He only came here in hopes of trying to find the killer of that seemingly innocent man, but it appeared he was wrong about some things....that man wasn't truly innocent, and drug trafficking was involved. What was the purpose of this? Why should Marcel try, and avenge a man who clearly doesn't deserve being avenged? Then he thought back at that night. The victim's wife. Yes....he had someone who loved him. She was there, crying on the ground over her husband's death. Even criminals have loved ones. Shen continued to speak, insisting that the hybrid should join him. From what he heard, he needed the hybrid's strength for whatever it was they had to deal with. Marcel gave the detective his undivided attention until he uttered the word....demons.... Marcel's eyes lowered a bit as he continued to look in the direction the guy was even after he got up, and began to leave out. "Demons...." Marcel repeated in a low tone. Were they somehow involved in this? After looking around a bit, Marcel finally got onto his feet, and walked out just in time to catch up to Shen, the bar increasing in noise as soon as the two left. Shen Fennel(It's cool! The length of the post doesn't really matter.)
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Post by Shen Fennel on Nov 7, 2016 0:52:54 GMT
Shen keep walking as he assumed Marcel would be following. The man seemed to be a good person the question was if he was going to be more of a burden. The man put a small smile on his face as they walked down the street heading to where the roco loco's the gang was quite a dangerous one, running around Satan city, their was rumors their leader was a descendant of a world champion who was claimed to save the city and the world many times over, but he didn't buy that crap. Human legends afterall overreacted many things. Regardless their base was at an old refinery, he was going to have to check that out. He walked for about 10 minutes before arriving in front of the large refinery which was complety shut down beer bottles shards all around the abandoned place, well mostly left alone. The few people waited around the front while other were inside Shen leaping over the fence. Standing before him were a couple of gang members one stepping towards him, "What are you doing here."
Shen pulled out his ciggerate lighting it up as his eyes darted around, "I'm looking for something, involving your gang Roco loco's can i sit down we can play some cards." Shen said pulling out an old deck of cards placing it on the table outside but the man ignored him pulling out a knife, "I'd rather play something that involves blood." The man licked his lips as He grabbed the knife the man pulling out his own as they got ready to play a game of knives. Shen eyes were narrowed as he turned waiting to see Marcel, he wanted to see if he had left or was going to join him, he had assumed his partner was around here and he was no match for him but prehaps Marcel would be able to stop him. The man had caused enough posts, if he didn't stop him then more people who didn't need to die would die.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 7, 2016 2:04:53 GMT
Marcel walked behind the detective who had a bit of distance between them due to Law coming out late, his hands once again back in his pockets. It was feeling pretty chilly out here now, as Marcel was able to see his breath whenever he breathed out. His eyes fixed on the other demonic hybrid as things started to go through his head. He sensed the aura of a demon within him yes, but there was something else there too, something he has never felt before. Was he a hybrid as well? If he was, he must be mixed with something that Marcel has never encountered before because he is having a difficult time trying to figure this out. There was also this suspicion that Law couldn't shake. Was this man really a detective, or did he have other motives for this case? For now, Marcel just had to make sure things don't go south, and that they find this murderer, and bring him to justice. The two finally made it to a run downed refinery with some shady looking people hanging around the place. Marcel then finally put it together that this must be the Rojo Loco's hideout. While Shen attempted to be civil with the thugs, one of them pretty much threatened the detective before pulling out a knife as Marcel finally made it to where they were, standing beside Shen, somewhat behind him. "And it's pronounced, Rojo Loco's, mate!" another member of this gang claimed as the other thugs eyed the two demons. Once Shen took a look at Marcel, he returned the look as he walked up some to the thug with the knife out before quickly grabbing the poor fool's wrist, squeezing it some as he began to yell, dropping the knife in the process. -Back at the Bar- The bar once again grew lively once those two left, the bartender serving one of the customers at the counter as a figure in a black hoodie walked up to said counter, sitting next to this customer. Once the customer was given his drink, the hooded figure quickly snatched the drink, and gulped it down before slamming the mug onto the counter, shattering it in the process. The customer was just about ready to fight this figure, only to quickly have the figure slam the customer's face onto the counter, knocking him unconcious. Some others took a look at the commotion, but simply brushed it off as another bar fight, some of them even cheering like the drunken idiots they were. "Hope ya gonna be paying for that mug..." the bartender said, looking down at the unconcious customer casually. "I'm pretty sure I'm covered." a womanly voice came from the figure, the bartender quickly glancing up to them as he recognized the voice. "It's been a while, Juan...." she said, the bartender now hesitating a bit. "I...didn't know it was y-" quickly the figure placed a finger upon the bartender's lips as he shushed him. "No more talking....you've already done enough of that." The figure quickly, pounced at the man with knife in hand as a glimpse of her tail could be seen. Soon there was a lot of screaming.... and blood splattered. -The Refinery- Quickly, Marcel lunged the thug who now had a broken wrist into some of the others, knocking them over as the hybrid glared at the ones who remained standing, wondering if they would be stupid enough to attempt to attack still. Truly evil people made Marcel sick to his stomach. If they were to try something.....he going to spare no mercy.... Shen Fennel(The woman in the bar is a member of the Rojo Locos. She doesn't have to be the leader if you already have an idea for one. You could also add more to her if you want as well.)
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Post by Shen Fennel on Nov 7, 2016 3:49:59 GMT
Powerlevel:5,000
Shen watched as Marcel leaped in knocking many of the guards out he smiling at the man who was still standing as he pulled out a pistol, "I'll shoot i swear to god." Shen just closed his eyes, he meet alot of people like this man. He had to say the design of the gun he liked, but they were unrefined, he used them as a tool to express malice and murder his was a weapon for justice. Shen grabbed his pistol firing as the bullet went into the barrel of his gun he unable to pull the trigger as Shen leaped up kicking the man to the ground. He dusted his palms off as he looked at Marcel, "Its alright they won't be a problem afterall were not good hero's if we kill people, i'm trying to save people and killing one crook does not save anybody now does it." He said as he turned walking towards the oil refinery as he entered the building three more thugs standing together as another guy with an eye patch eyes widened, "Shit its that fucker agian." One of them yelled as the leader slammed his hands on the table, "What the fuck, what the hell are you doing here." The man as Shen waved at them, "Yo i got some questions for you." Shen said as the two guys walked up trying to block his way but he just pushed them aside knocking them into the walls, "You must be Sand shark, i've heard alot about you." Shen said cracking his knuckles before grabbing 3 chairs, "You take one me and my panther got some questions for you." Shen said
Sand shark grumbled, "Yah i joined a new gang after you busted the Hammerheads what do you want." Shen sat down on a chair waiting for Marcel as well as he looked at the man up and down, "So your leading your own gang." Sand shark only laughed looking Shen in the eyes, "No i'm just a figurehead the real boss works for, well you know." Shen postured up looking the man in the eyes with a fiery intent, the normal calm eyes filled with a hint of rage, "You mean, Zhao." A demonic growl escaped his lips before he pressed his hands to his mouth, "Excuse me." he coughed the man looking at him confused his face of confident turned to one of rage one which the detective was not seen with many times. Zhao his partner, a man who he had spend years with was taken over by a demon and now he may of finally pinpointed him agian, with Marcel's help he could take him down and avenge Zhao's death. The man tried to get up but Shen pulled him closer his eyes locked into his, "So is it Zhao." Shen asked before a large pow echoed through the refinery as the man fell limp a hole appearing in his head, "Where are you Zhao." He yelled getting to his feet pulling his revolver, "Get with me Marcel, I think he is here."
(I didn't have a plan Zhao, which is the guy he is looking for kinda manipulate hundreds of gangs but like i image you'd fight him and i'd fight the gang leader.)
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Post by Deleted on Nov 7, 2016 18:16:41 GMT
Marcel simply looked at the thug as soon as he pulled out a gun. If the hybrid was correct, simple bullets shouldn't be able to pierce through people as strong as himself, and Shen so they weren't in any real danger unless the bullets were Ki infused, but that also seemed highly unlikely considering the lack of ki he was feeling from these lowly criminals. Law just waited there, patiently as Shen quickly took care of the final guy. The hybrid then listened to the detective's talk about not being good heroes if they killed people. That alone pulled Marcel into a thought. A part of him doesn't wish to kill others, wanting to solve problems in a least lethal fashion, but then there's the other part of him that tells him that sometimes people deserve to die for their sins. His step father would always tell them about who were we to judge whether somebody lives, or dies. Though he had a point, and Marcel always took the man's advice to heart, this however was one of those situations he found.....questionable. Following the detective once more, Marcel found himself inside the refinery which was also in bad shape compared to the exterior. There were four more of these thugs in here, one of them standing out among the others with that eye patch of his. Was that the leader? Marcel pondered to himself. Was he the one responsible for killing that man? The hybrid balled up his fists as he glanced at the man, standing there as Shen continued to walk further in, pulling some chairs out. Finally, Marcel snapped out of it, and proceeded to walk in, standing right next to his chair instead of sitting on it, an arm resting upon the top of it. Law quickly picked up on the growl from Shen after mentioning this 'Zhao' character. He glanced over to him as the two continued to talk, wandering why he got so upset about it. Perhaps this detective was closer to this case than he thought. But this also means that this Sand Shark person isn't the one in charge. Who was the actual leader? Who was this Zhao person? Clearly, Law has dug himself deeper into something he wasn't entirely prepared for, but that didn't mean he was going to back down now. He wanted to find that killer, and made sure they paid. Just then, a faint giggle could be heard from the distance. Marcel's eyes shifted from left to right as he tried to find the source, but couldn't sense anything except for himself, Shen and Sand Shark. Out of no where, a figure wearing a hoodie landed upon Marcel's open chair, causing him to back up a bit in surprise. "Thanks for saving a seat for me." she claimed in a womanly tone as she faced Marcel. Her attention then shifted to Sand Shark, and Shen. "My, my....I didn't expect to see everyone's 'favorite' detective here..." she taunted, her tiger like tail swaying back, and forth. "But then agaaaaiiiinnn, that bartender did say too much....he won't be saying much else however." a sadistic grin appeared on her hooded covered face, showing off her fangs. She quickly turned the chair around, now sitting on it in the opposite direction with her arms resting on the top of it, and chin resting upon her arms as she stared at Shen. "Meow, what is it that you want with the leader? I can tell you that....she's very busy." she winked, vaguely hinting at herself being the leader, constantly slapping her tail against Marcel's leg, much to his annoyance. She had suppressed her ki which is why Law wasn't able to pick up on her, but her power level was somewhere around the detective's range, and she is no stranger to battles. Shen Fennel(Hmmm, I believe I gotcha.)
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Post by Shen Fennel on Nov 8, 2016 0:16:21 GMT
The detective looked into the sand shark eyes as the man tried to pull away he holding onto the his coat as the sand shark slammed to the floor, he turning the chair looking at the woman. "So you killed me we should of stayed." He muttured looking at her up and down, an annoyed look plastered on his face. He knew Zhao was here but where. seeing the sand shark just appear with a bullet hole in his head and no bullet, it must of been some trick. He first looked at the woman, "I assume you also the reason the man i was talking too just died or is who i think it is." He put a hand on his chin looking at the demonic woman. "You must know how much i despise my kind." He said with shallowness, "Or at least half my kind demon, i know that only 2 people are leaving this building at least to remember that is said here and your the odd one out." He said tapping his finger on the desk. "Now where is Zhao." He said as he put his free hand on his holster when the demonic voice raised, "I'm right here." Shen turned as from the wall a shadow seem to outstretch itself Zhao pulling himself out of the wall before dusting himself off he slowly turning from a shadow into his true form.
He was amalgamation of an ogre and a demon, as if the opposite side of what he was, he was a demon and ogre who blood mixed together perfectly, while he was a monster formed from his dieing friend and a vengeful demon. He straightened his coat looking at Zhao who put on a crooked smile his finger pointed at Shen, "I could shoot you right now and kill you with my little magic finger." He said as ki oozed off him. A giant smirk was placed on him as he slowly walked towards the ground with a shrug, he looked complety unworried about Marcel. Though He knew better, Zhao was weaker at least at the moment then Marcel. He layed back pushing his hand deeper in his pocket as he got ready their was about to be a battle he knew it. "Seems it ends here." Zhao said before racing at Marcel attempting to punch him right in the jaw before Shen turned attempting to punch the demoness, ready to keep both fights separate he was not sure if they knew how to fight together.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 8, 2016 0:54:50 GMT
The woman shrugged some at the Shen's first comment, swaying her tail back, and forth still as she eyed Sand Shark who was now on the ground. "You could've stayed....it still wouldn't have done much." she taunted, another wicked smile on her face as Marcel looked on at the two. This woman wasn't right, Marcel thought to himself. There was something off about her....that ki he sensed within her shared the same darkness as himself, and Shen. "Demon..." he mumbled to himself. "That's 'demoness' actually." she looked over to Law, having overheard him before back to Shen. Suddenly, Marcel caught something from the corner of his eye. There was....a bullet hole on the back of Sand Shark's head. He was positive he didn't hear a gunshot. What the hell happened!? Shen appeared to have caught on to this as well, asking the woman if it was her doing, or this Zhao character's? "Oh, who knows~" the woman said, still sitting on the chair with a smirk as Shen talked about how much he despised his kind which quickly caught Marcel's attention. The detective he despised demons....? But isn't he one? It didn't matter now, all Marcel knew was that he really had to make sure not to tell this man about his demonic half. As Shen once again asked for Shen's whereabouts, a figure appeared from the shadows on the wall. Was he this Zhao person Shen was talking about so much? The ki Law sensed off of this guy was also demonic, but not completely. The other half he was sensing....was just like Shen's. Perhaps a coincidence? Or maybe they were related somehow since it was obvious the two know of each other. The ki Zhao was giving off also felt powerful, around the same level as Law's, but a bit lower. It was obvious this guy was going to prove some trouble if he were to get violent. He then went on about shooting them with a 'magic bullet' which the woman giggled a bit. "So....you're the one who killed that man last night?" Marcel turned around to face Zhao. It was obvious now why there was no bullet, why there was barely a sign. Without much warning, Zhao quickly charged towards, Marcel who got into a fighting stance. It appeared things were going to get violent.... Before Zhao's fist could even touch the hybrid's chin, Marcel attempted to grab the guy's fist as he followed it up with a quick punch to the stomach while letting go of the the man's fist in an attempt to send him flying back against a wall. Law would then dash towards Zhao before attempting a leg sweep, trying to trip his foe onto his side where he would then follow it with a fist aimed for the side of the demon's head. As Shen punched the woman, she flinched a bit, but ended up giggling some more as she kicked the chair from under her in an attempt to hit the detective with it before doing a quick back flip to gain some distance from him. "Let's dance~" she purred. Shen Fennel
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Post by Shen Fennel on Nov 11, 2016 2:51:04 GMT
Shen watched as the chair flew towards him he slamming his fist into it splinter jabbing into his skin before pulling them out blood slamming into the floor as he nodded, "I don't dance, that would mean i'm having some fun." He joked before rushing at the woman first throwing a straight punch trying to bring the battle to two different places. He didn't want the two working together however, unlikely that was. He moved the battle to the back part of the factory which was filled to the brim with junk as the factory was used now a day to crush cars the large crusher slamming down on one car after another smashing them to pieces. He attempted to kick the woman right in the chest to send her flying into the machine and force her to stop the machine so he could get a shot off, he was not unsure how powerful or skilled she was but Shen was not a fighter, against low level thugs it was no problem but against those of equal power he was at a disadvantage. Meanwhile Zhao punch missed he looking surprised as he was nailed in the stomach he flying into the wall with a crack he rubbing his head as Marcel rushed at him as he dashed but the man sunk into the wall as he seeped mid air his punch smashing into the wall as the shadow plunged out of the wall to his left as he attempted to throw a haymaker, "Peek a boo." Zhao screamed with feverous exictment trying to knock Marcel around, "You must be the hound Shen allied with to try and take me down but you have no idea what your dealing with boy." He said with complete confident, he was one hundred percent sure he would be able to deal with Marcel. (An idea what Zhao looks like) (Sorry for it being late and short want to keep this moving)
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Post by Deleted on Nov 11, 2016 3:51:03 GMT
The demoness smirked at Shen's comment before purring. "Hasn't your mother ever taught you how to treat a lady?" she teased as a fist came her way, slamming into the woman's face. She was sent flying to the junk area, but instead of groaning in pain, she giggled as blood dripped from her nose. As she laid there on the ground, she slowly sat up with a smirk on her face. "You hit like a woman, Mr.Detective~" she licked the blood from under her nose, immediately getting back up onto her feet as she charged at him. Before the detective could even strike her chest, the demoness attempted to grab his wrist with enough force to send the man hurdling upwards, and behind her before turning around, jumping into the air to follow it up with a knee to the man's chest before he could hit the ground. Marcel completely missed his target as Zhao once again phased through the walls. This ability of his was certainly irritating. Unfortunately, Law fell to the monster's strike as it knocked him to the side, but he was able to stand his ground, a bit of blood dripping from the hybrid's mouth. The demon then began wailing on Law, punches going left, and right as the guy taunted him. Suddenly, Marcel appeared to 'vanish' a brief image of himself where he once was appeared before fading as he 'reappeared' behind Zhao, wrapping an arm around the monster's neck as he tightened his hold, attempting to choke him as he constantly kneed him in the back. He wasn't going to let this monster off the hook, after what he's done to that poor man.... Shen Fennel(It's cool. Sorry about mine being short as well, and not having a picture for the demoness.)
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Post by Shen Fennel on Nov 11, 2016 5:52:48 GMT
"I never meet my mother." He spat as he listened to her giggling, was she enjoying the pain? It seemed kinda suspicious she was so lax, he may of needed to do some testing. She smirked at him telling him how he hit like a woman, "You know i once ran into a female ogre who hit quite hard, so i won't take that as an insult." He said, he assumed she knew what he was, he wasn't not going to say anything, he didn't care about his ogre half it was demon half. He felt his wrist be tightly grabbed as before throwing him into the air and throwing a knee but he raised his free arms blocking the knee before being knocked into a set of Box he springing out grabbing his gun from his pocket pointing it down at the demoness, "White Wisp Blaster" He yelled as a large white ki wave flushed out of his gun heading right at the demoness, the blow was in hopes of knocking her back and gain a foothold.
Meanwhile Zhao large smirk was still formed as he nailed the Demon hybrid watching the blood leave the hybrids mouth he laughing but it was cut short as the boy vanished he stumbling forward as Marcel wrapped his arm around the demons neck he coughing trying to shake him as he felt knee after knee being planted into his back. The Ogre Abomination roared in pain but the gasps of air soon cut in as he sunk his body back into the ground coughing and wheezing heard as he began to regain his composure. "Your tougher then i thought i can smell it on you, it is just like Shen, the blood their so alike, though half of it is different." He said while he whisked around the area, "The demon blood, i can spell it, the funny thing is that, everyone here is a demon at least three fourth of us are only half demon, me though i got a present for you demon boy." Zhao spoke before leaping out of the ground pointing a hand at Marcel which shape shifted into a cannon, "This is Black Wisp Blast!!! A large black orb escaped his transformed gun arm which was flung right at Marcel with the intent of punching a hole right through the saiyan-demon hybrid.
(Both attacks are n1's kinda doing it at the same time, use to be partners so i'd thought it be a little fun) (You can decide how strong Zhao attack is.) (Shen N1: White Wisp Blaster Powerlevel:1667)] (Its fine you don't have a picture i just wanted to put one to show what he looks like.)
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Post by Deleted on Nov 11, 2016 22:08:01 GMT
"Awwww, poor little baby boy never had a mother to stuff a bottle into his mouth~?" she taunted, landing back on her feet, gently as Shen crashed into some boxes. "I'm glad you didn't take it as an insult...." she slowly made her way to the detective, ki infused claws extending out of the tip of her fingers. "Not all women are pansy wittle flowers who care only for make up...." she would then lunge at the man as he emerged from the boxes. "....or nails!" she was attempting to slash at him, but she would be caught by surprise by a sudden blast of white ki coming from the detective's gun, the blast striking her right in the chest with enough force to push her a good ways back, and onto the ground, groaning a bit as she attempted another giggle before falling unconcious. Once again, the damn monster slipped from Marcel's fingers. That technique of his was beginning to become pestering. As Zhao once again reemerged, he began to speak of how everyone within this room had demon blood in them while coughing up some. This was something Marcel whose face was all messed up with blood, and bruises was already aware of. Though he was still surprised at the amount of demons within one room, he had to focus on the opponent in front of him as one slip up could mean his life. As Marcel noticed the black orb forming around Zhao's now gun shaped hand, quickly the hybrid pointed a finger at the monster as a bolt of black electricity was sent from said finger towards the man. If it were to hit, it would not only stop the move he was attempting to conduct, it would temporarily paralyze the monster, black lighting zipping around Zhao. "I've had enough of hearing your mouth..." Marcel raised a hand up, aiming his palm towards the demon's face as dark ki began to form. "You're not going to be able to escape with that bothersome move of yours now....I'm going to avenge that man." he claimed as he charged this attack of his. Shen Fennel(I'm just going to assume that he's low enough for these techs to work on him if that's okay.) -KP: 2/3- Techs used: -[SU1] Black Lightning With a single finger, the user shoots a bolt of dark lightning from said finger capable of stunning an opponent for one round at 100% power level. Also capable of disrupting offensive techniques if the stun power level is within 80% of the opponent's attack power level. -[UP2] Nightmarish Dark Blast In a similar fashion to Dark Blast, the user charges a ball of dark colored ki in their hand before stretching that arm out towards their target. The user then grips their wrist with their free hand as the ball doubles in size before bursting out into a blast of dark energy resembling a Super Kamehameha. (66% of the user's pl) (Charging to 132%)
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