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Post by Samba on Dec 9, 2016 23:20:54 GMT
 BEHOLD THE HORRORS.
● ● ● ● THEY LURK BENEATH. THE SHADOWS OF REMORSE. YOU WOULDN'T KNOW OF COURSE. BUT I FORCE. A NEW JUDGMENT DAY. Samba narrowed his eyes as a new player entered the match, the new individual's Ki felt like, like an amalgamation of many different Kis put together into one body. If he was correct in his assumption, then the new arrival was a Bio-Android of some kind. He had met two so far in his travels, one was NOXA and the other was Walker himself, so his assumption might not be too far off. The comment threw him off for a second, though, his eyes blinking in astonishment before he shook his head, now was not the time to get confused! "I'm sorry to tell you this, whoever you are," Samba drawled, eyeing the Doctor apprehensively as he gave into the banter for a few seconds. "But I ain't into old, decrepit-looking old men. You're good looking, on the other hand, too bad you're a bad guy."Statement made and with nothing further to say, much less when Breech suddenly appeared one hundred and ten percent done with this little fiasco after acting smug and collected moments prior, Samba gritted his teeth as he thought of what he should do to prevent that blast from killing him, as he felt that it was a stronger than his current power level. Well, when all you have is your speed, better put it to good use. Like a dream, before the attack would have hit him and carve twin holes through his chest, Samba's form shimmered and disappeared like a mirage, and in the next moment, he phased back into existence close to Dr. Breech's location with a snarl plastered firmly on his furry mug. "Hey asshole, that could have killed me! Take this!" Paying the Bio-Android, Zyajin, no mind for the moment, the Zoan dashed towards the Dr. and aimed to deliver a powerful haymaker across the man's face, enough momentum and power behind the attack to potentially rip Breech's head clean off from his shoulders, or at least crack his neck at a bad angle and achieve the same result: Death. Though having learned from past experiences about leaving an enemy to do what they want without supervision, Samba's used his free hand, palm facing Zyajin and began to unload a salvo of basic energy blast at the Bio-Android to keep him busy and out of his hair for the moment. Perhaps coming here was a bad idea, Samba mused to himself absently. What would he get from killing Dr. Breech and his associates? Obviously, a speck of villainy would disappear from the face of the galaxy and with it, any sort of bad intentions or deeds that they would be able to commit here or in another location in the vast universe and the cosmos. He wasn't against killing if it meant getting rid off a potential threat, but as he chanced a look at his surroundings and spotted the people of Konats looking at him with wary eyes, he realized that the collateral damage would be too great as a result; thousands could die and that's without taking into account that one too strong an energy beam could have the potential of blowing the planet sky high. Decision made, the Zoan would actively aim for a killing blow against the Dr., but if he had to he'd only use physical techniques only to ensure it, as he didn't want to hurt the innocent bystanders unless he absolutely had to, no need to shed the whole ground with the blood of the innocents over this fight with Breech. Once he completed that objective, and depending on what happened next, he'd either continue to fight against whatever amalgamations or robots the old man employed to take him down, or leave as fast as possible in a stolen spaceship of some kind, as the one he used to come here was completely unusable, given that the passage of time and Mother Nature had made a number on its surface and interior after so long. The fact that he came here unscathed and without a problem was a miracle in and of itself, best not to risk that by trying to use the same space-pod again if he got it working by some divine intervention.
BATTLE SUMMARY: Used ++[SU2] Afterimage Technique to escape the deadly Ocular Lazers of Dr. Breech, and retaliated with a deadly haymaker, followed by attacking Zyajin with a salvo of basic energy blasts. [MP3] Ocular Lazers MK. III: 379,992 v. [SU2] Afterimage Technique: 700,000 PL = Sucessful dodge! |
MADE BY VEL OF GS + ADOX 2.0 |
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Post by Rebecca E. Dewitt on Dec 10, 2016 22:33:47 GMT
Still standing atop the building, looking down on the situation below, her eyes widened as Zyajin stepped out of the shadows! WHAT THE HELL WAS HE DOING!? Her mind raced trying to figure out what plan the Vore-loving bio droid was going to do, which was apparently just going out to make a sassy one liner about Breech being a magnet for these kinds of people. Kami Almighty she questioned the intelligence of Zyajin, wondering what the hell this was going to do in the end.
Watching the battle unfold, she still decided that now was not the time to unleash her little special technique, even though Breech and Zyajin seemed to have their hands full with this furry asshole. And even though she wanted to help out, her better judgement would keep her standing on top of the building, just keeping a close on how things would play out in.
(Short post is short, just want to move it along ^.^)
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Post by Zyajin on Dec 12, 2016 1:21:14 GMT
The Bio-Android observed the beast mans retort, sighing and shaking his head. "Pheromone reactions have nothing to do with your own perceived sexual attractions nor orientations. Those are defined solely by your own electrical impulses of your cerebral cortex." the green-shouldered Bio-Android explained before watching Doctor Breech's attempt to blast the Zoanthrope fail, before the beast reappeared beside the Doctor. Teleportation? No, that was simply speed pure and simple. He is capable of moving at speeds which give the impression of teleportation... an interesting move. Zyajin analysed before he swiftly moved his tail to intercept the Zoanthrope's punch that was intended for the Doctor, his bio-electrical field that he had been charging up dampening the impact somewhat although it did do a bit of damage towards his musculuture and bone structure.
"Apologies, but I'm afraid I cannot allow you to simply do as you please to the Konatsian King's Allied Representative." the Bio-Android informed the beast, his tail flicking in the air before the beast turned on him with a series of kinetic energy blasts that sent him backwards, small holes opening up in his flesh from where the blasts had connected and seared through him. The Bio-Android grimaced in pain, shaking his head a little as he sought to recover from the attack. His bio-electrical field had managed to take the brunt of the assault, but it would be a while before he was able to retaliate against this creature. He hoped however that his defence of Doctor Breech would be enough to give the Doctor an opening to put this dog down... and perhaps R.E.D. could lend some assistance as well however minimal...
KP: 1/3
Activate [UP2] Barrier Wave at 132% PL = 36,745.5 PL
Got between Samba and Doctor Breech for the Haymaker, took damage from the energy blasts
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Post by Dr. Breech on Dec 14, 2016 12:59:54 GMT
Breeches attack whiffed spectacularly, causing the Doctor to take a step back in hesitation. "W-what?!" Just how much energy was this beast holding back? His Battle Point had spiked for just a moment when he'd disappeared. Was that his maximum, or was there even more hidden beneath the fur and muscle? Samba re-appeared, aiming his fist right for Breeches face. He brought his arms up to block, but it seemed that wasn't needed. His associate, Zyajin, had been able to throw up a Ki Barrier before the attack landed, saving Breech from some major pain. Taking a deep breath, Breech nodded towards his long-shouldered ally, and hopped backwards. This was the first time since Earth that the Doctor hadn't decimated a foe. He forgot what it was like to fight someone of equal power, much less someone stronger. "I must admit, your Battle Power exceeds my calculations by quite a fair amount. Perhaps this battle will take more effort than I was planning for."Steam hissed as it escaped from his body. He expended tons of energy in that last attack. It would be a while before he collected enough Artificial Ki to perform another strike like that. His eyes scanned the entire square, searching for possible ideas. If Samba's Battle Point was not fully released, then they needed something other than brute force to take him down. "Everyone! Clear out of the square! This beast is far too dangerous for us to handle without the risk of casualties!"The majority of the crowd that had gathered quickly broke away, running off as quickly as they could. Some few brave souls stayed for just a moment, but they too dispersed in time. Within a few moments, the only lives left within a mile were the four brawlers in this courtyard. A chilling wind would blow through the arena, as Breech simply glared at Samba. "You don't have to fight, dog. We won't harm you if you return the way you came. If needed, I can provide travel for you, as well." His glare became uneasy. It was entirely unlikely that Samba would give up at this point in time. He had the advantage, whether he knew it or not. Surely he was too hard-headed to cut his losses and leave. Breeches fists clenched as his scanner ran data on Samba once more, cross-referencing it with the scans of the past. What weaknesses could he possess that Breech could exploit?
[KP: 1/3]
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Post by Samba on Dec 14, 2016 22:47:12 GMT
BEHOLD THE HORRORS.
● ● ● ● THEY LURK BENEATH. THE SHADOWS OF REMORSE. YOU WOULDN'T KNOW OF COURSE. BUT I FORCE. A NEW JUDGMENT DAY. Samba's large fist hit something, alright, but it wasn't his intended target, instead it hit the bio-electric enhanced tail of Zyajin, even though it was mitigated a little bit, it still managed to piss him off that his punch was blocked. With a thundering growl vibrating deep within his chest, the six foot tall Zoan concentrated briefly, summoning a large spherical energy blast to hover on his right palm; the sphere of energy crackling and humming with stored power, much stronger than a normal kinetic energy blast. "DON'T INTERFERE!" Samba's bass tone echoed through the walls of Konats's buildings, and possibly scaring some of the little kids that stood around watching the fight taking places not really that far away from their location, as he send that energy ball right at Zyajin's way, aimed with the intent on giving the Bio-Android a world of hurt, perhaps even kill him if it turned out that the blast was too strong for the silver-haired man to handle. That is, of course, should it connect without any fanfare standing in the way. "This is between me, and the Doctor!" The Zoan reiterated adamantly, and speaking of the Doctor, he watched as the old man hopped backward with narrowed eyes, thinking about chasing after him until he opened his mouth and commented about his power level. He snorted, a haughty smirk crossing his features. "You would be surprised at what my true power is," Samba said after a brief silence ensued, the smirk leaving his face just as fast as it came, leaving behind just a stern looking face. In the next moments, after Dr. Breech's command, the square and the surrounding area was completely evacuated of life, except for him and Zyajin, being the only two living beings standing around as of now. The Doctor's disparaging comments were starting to fray his nerves, however, and if he didn't stop soon he'd get a Full Moon Cannon across his old withered face. Before he could follow on that threat, nevermind that he was a bit tired after having through that energy blast at Zyajin so he needed to catch his breath a little, he was stopped short at Breech's next words, his eyes narrowing in suspicion as finally, his intellectual side overrode the anger that coursed through his veins. He mulled over the Doctor's words, and realized that to get out of this conquered planet, he'd have to accept the man's olive branch, that he oh so graciously and kindly bestowed upon him. It wasn't because of a lack of NOT having the manpower and the necessary energy to kill the man and anyone that would perhaps stand in his way, mind you, but it simply ended with the fact that once he did, what could he do? What if the residents of Konats destroyed all the ships available if Breech gave the command before dying, or they didn't respond at all to his voice, and only to whatever language these people spoke? Another part of his mind, deep inside in the dark, wondered briefly about the old man's words from before, what if he was actually helping these people by protecting them from harm, the Konatsians actually seeing the mad Doctor as some sort of fucked up savior of their race? Could he go ahead and make the man a martyr and subsequently paint the Earth in a bad light? What then? Could he risk being stranded in the middle of buttfuck nowhere, just because of a grudge he had with a withered bucket of bolts and his minions, and have the unadulterated hatred of the people always at his back just because he was "doing the right thing" in his green-colored eyes? When does the end justify the means? When does doing something for the right reasons becomes doing them just because your perception of rightfulness is diluted by anger and hatred? It was so confusing! The Zoan growled, which soon became a snarl of frustration coupled with confusion. "Stop playing mind games with me!" He said out of the blue, the Zoan holding his head in his hands, his eyes closing briefly as he tried to push those thoughts away, succeeding after a few seconds and taking deep calming breaths. "Alright, let's say I choose to get out of this thrice damned planet. How can I trust that you won't have the ship explode in the middle of the way just to spite me?" He honestly wouldn't put it past the man to try such a thing, and he really didn't know if he could hold his breath in space for that long if that happened, because what other choices would he have but fly to the nearest planet close to him less suffer dying from lack of oxygen, or keep going in a straight line until he miraculously found Earth again? "Grr, what-fucking-ever, just give me the means to get out of this damn hell-hole!" Perhaps the sooner he left this planet, the better his mental state would be. If Breech and his lackeys tried to pull a fast one on him then they'd realize that he was no longer in the mood to play with them. Just because he wanted to perhaps add insult to the injury, Samba's true power finally came back to the forefront, all two million and half of it perhaps slamming so hard into their Ki-sensing abilities they'd get whiplash by the suddenness of it.
BATTLE SUMMARY: Attacked Zyajin with +[N1] Full Moon Cannon for 115,500 PL (Samba's PL have been 350,000 since a few posts ago) with killing intention behind it. After a small mental breakdown, he agreed to leave the planet and let Breech, and by that extension SCAR, do what they want until it clashes with his views once again. Seeing that there was no need for posturing anymore, Samba let his true power come back to the surface. His PL is now 2,535,776. |
MADE BY VEL OF GS + ADOX 2.0 |
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Post by Rebecca E. Dewitt on Dec 15, 2016 6:04:00 GMT
It seemed the true fight finally began as the furry sunnovabitch finally started to treat Breech and Zyajin quite seriously. Though, from atop the roof, the young little riding droid felt rather restless as she was quite literally doing nothing. She knew she could not do much aside from her little surprise that she had in store. Especially with the fact that the wolf man was moving at speeds that she could barely even comprehend, even with the help of the built in processors and radars and scanners within her. However, it seemed her time to shine was now, as she could feel a sudden surge in the wolf's power, heading towards ZJ. Exhaling in order to keep herself in check, though not needing to as she had no organic functions in the slightest, Rebecca hopped off of the building, diving head first towards the action. Falling down at quite the velocity, she moved her legs to point at the ground while she activated the thrusters within her boots in order to slow her descent as she made her way down to the ground. She opened her wide maw, unhinging it as she was about to unleash the torrent of the minuscule power she had been building up for the majority of the combat. A rather loud noise escaped her lips, filling the air with one of the most god awful annoying sounds possible. Although the sound was rather irritating and grating, her sound waves were infused with her artificial ki, set at a specific wavelength which was rather destructive. Or, rather, supportive, as the specific wavelength she was screaming at can disrupt ki a solid amount. Although she was not able to draw out the full power of her scream, the time she spent building it up was worth it as her scream shook up the ki ball that the mutt launched towards Zyajin. Though her scream was unable to completely nullify the attack at hand, she was able to bring it down to a level to where the Bio-Android would be able to handle it with relative ease. I mean, the green-shouldered man was able to regenerate from a handful of attacks that she sent him, thus he could come back from what he was now about to take on. Finishing up her Vermillion Scream, she landed on the ground around the area of Zyajin and Breech, arriving just as the combat as settling down. Her hand was placed on the hilt of her rapier, the Silver Wulf. Keeping her mechanical eyes trained on the wolf as the good doctor's intentions were made on how the deal was that the puppy gets to leave the planet in one piece if they all just stopped fighting. In all honesty, she fully believed she could take him on, knowing full well that he would be yet another fool who failed to defeat them all. Though, as it seemed the puppy chose the wisest decision in admitting defeat, the cockiness within the mind of the android faded as he flared his battle power up even more. Sky rocketing to figures that were almost familiar to her, as she was quickly reminded of the Cipher incident where that guy had well over three million. Maaaaaybe being androids was the best thing possible, as the furry asshole had no idea at the pitiful powers of the group at hand. Hell, if the guy truly knew the strengths of Breech and company, he would waste no time in wasting all of them without a second though. Nodding a bit, she would say rather awkwardly, "Alright, score one for the team I guess... I don't know your name you ass licker, but ya did good in your choice. Though, I will apologize for my crass attitude. I don't have the best of manners in the social matters as much as these two fuddy duddies next to me. Sooooo...... Maybe we can get ya a basket of exotic butters before you go so, well, you don't leave empty handed?"Chuckling rather awkwardly as she knew not what to say in such a situation, she was leaving it up to Breech and Zyajin to handle this in a much more apt manner.
[N1] Vermillion Scream FINALLY USED! Charged for a total of three posting rounds, charged to 99%
7,481 PL Barrier!
54010
115,500 - 7,481 = 10,819 * 50% (Barrier Breakthrough Reduction) = 54,010 still heading for Zyajin
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Post by Zyajin on Dec 15, 2016 18:57:03 GMT
The Bio-Android grimaced as he saw the beast firing off a massive attack towards him, and considered that he may actually need to use up his stores of internal energy in order to survive it, along with decreasing his weighted state... but then Rebecca finally appeared and actually did something, utilising some sort of vocalised sonic based barrier technology. Although it managed to mitigate most of the energy coming towards him there was still a massive amount of energy coming towards him.
After some quick analysis however, the green-shouldered Bio-Android grinned as he calculated the results of this encounter... if this didn't trigger his Saiyan genetic sequences, then nothing would. He used his remaining energy to generate a bio-electrical field around himself to mitigate the damage and dampen it, even as it collided with him and seared into his flesh. Zyajin couldn't help but let loose a primal roar of pain as his body suffered through the pain before his regeneration capabilities kicked in and began to restore his flesh.
He stood there, panting heavily as his physical form rejuvenated itself at the cellular level, his body feeling like it was on fire, and thankfully it seemed like this Zoanthrope had finally decided to stand down. The green-shouldered Bio-Android was silently thankful for that because he very much doubted that he could take another attack like that... especially if this foe was still holding back their power.
Used [N1] Barrier Aura PL: 9186.375 vs remaining Full Moon Cannon PL 54,010 = 44,823.625
50% Bleedthrough = 22,411.8125 PL Damage hitting Zyajin
[N1] Barrier Aura: By generating a bio-electrical aura around himself, Zyajin can negate 33% PL Damage
Using Namekian Regeneration to heal, and potentially trigger Saiyan Zenkai ability
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Post by Dr. Breech on Dec 18, 2016 9:03:57 GMT
Breeches eyes widened as Samba's attacked raced towards Zyajin. Had Rebecca not intervened, it was likely the Bio-Warrior would have been eradicated right then and there. The miniature Android had used a type of sonic wave, which allowed her to nullify the immense speed of Samba's attack. Even still, the attack smashed into Zyajin, causing some hefty damage. The Bio-Warrior regenerated the damage quickly, though it was obvious he had spent quite a bit of power to nullify that damage.
The Doctor turned to Samba as the mutt spoke. It seemed the crisis had been averted; Samba would leave, should he be provided with proper transportation. Breech would raise his right arm, allowing the skin on it to peel away, which revealed a row of compartments hidden beneath the skin. He'd open the one farthest to the right, revealing a set of capsules. He snatched one of the two out, clicked the button on the top, and flung it behind him. In mere moments, it would explode into a cloud of smoke, before revealing the contents inside; a space pod.
"This space-pod was designed by Capsule Corp. It's an older model, but it's more than capable of getting you back to whatever dirt-ball you call home now... Just don't crash into anything."
The hatch of the pod would open, allowing a pocket of steam to burst forth. While the outside looked a bit dirty, the inside was brand new. It looked like it was refurbished just recently.
Breech eyed the dog-man cautiously, his worry increasing as Samba's power unfurled once more. His energy had increased over a hundred fold! How could some filthy stray dog become so powerful?! He would need to further his research, triple his testing procedures. If this was the weakest thing they'd have to deal with, then it would be ages before his army would be in any condition to consider themselves the next step of evolution.
He'd cast a sharp glare over at Rebecca, anger seeping into his gaze at the mere mention of giving a gift. Making Samba stay any longer than he had to was a terrible idea.
"Provided you don't demolish my ship, it will return to my coordinates once you exit it, so I advise you not to make any pit stops on the way home, lest you wish to be stranded somewhere less hospitable."
Breech will exit if Samba does. PL with DE bonus please.
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Post by Samba on Dec 18, 2016 14:20:24 GMT
BEHOLD THE HORRORS.
● ● ● ● THEY LURK BENEATH. THE SHADOWS OF REMORSE. YOU WOULDN'T KNOW OF COURSE. BUT I FORCE. A NEW JUDGMENT DAY. Pupils shrinking to pinpricks in a sea of white, the Zoan almost fell to his knees as his ears were battered, rammed and attacked with the most ungodly noise he has ever had the displeasure of gracing his poor sensitive (and enhanced at the moment, fuck) hearing. It was like a thousand chalks boards and a thousand razor sharp nails were slowly, oh so painfully slowly dragging down the board. Motion sickness kicked in after a while, the Zoanthrope wobbling here he stood as he tried to regain his bearings and not fall apart like a pitiful pup. Growling powerful, the Zoan held his head in his hands. "MAKE IT STOP ALREADY!" He demanded at once, unwilling to go another second longer hearing that fucking noise making his skull felt like it was breaking apart, the Zoan bowed to himself that if it didn't stop soon then fuck everything and everyone and all the consequences! But thankfully for everyone involved, the horrendous noise stopped after his scream and the Zoan felt like he could breathe again without throwing up everything he ate before coming to this god-forsaken planet. Opening an eye — 'When did I close them?' — the Zoan regarded what was happening in front of him, or at least tried to as his gaze was slightly out of focus. He withheld back the groan of frustration when he saw that his attack didn't take out the Bio-Android, but at least it seemed to have caused him a tremendous amount of pain. Good, that will possibly teach one of them to not mess with him in the near future, maybe. Taking a deep breath and standing back straight to his full height of six foot two inches, the Zoan pushed away from the feeling of nausea and looked at the girl with a cold expression. "Do whatever you want, I just want out of this damn place posthaste," Clear from the tone of his voice, the Zoan's patience was starting to run very thin after having almost fainted from nausea and something akin to vertigo seconds earlier. Graciously, the Doctor offered him the means to do so, taking a capsule from a compartment built into the man's arm, seeing the skin peel away made him wrinkle his nose in distaste and a bit of disgust, he'd never get used to these faux-looking human Androids that walked everywhere, more so when his first encounter with such an entity was the Doctor himself some months ago. Talk about first impressions. He eyed the space-pod critically for any sort of traps or hidden features that it might have, but considering he wasn't a spaceship expert he could only take at face value what the Doctor was saying as the truth, it was good enough to send him to Earth in one piece. "Thanks," He drawled as he walked towards the three, his face still locked into an impressive bitch face as he got closer and closer. Once he passed by them and they were behind him, he stopped walking for a second to look over his shoulder slightly, keeping them in his sight. "Listen. I swear to whatever Deity is out there, don't make me have a reason to come back here because I will finish what I started. That's not a threat," Narrowing his eyes, the Zoan looked forward and kept walking towards the space-pod. "It's a promise."Stepping inside the ship and taking a seat upon its only form of comfort once inside, the Zoan used his minimal knowledge of space-pod 101 to bring the hatch down and enter the coordinates of Earth's location. Less than a minute later, the space-pod vibrated and ascended into the air before peeling at terminal velocity into the skies, and then out into the vast blackness of space. Crossing his arms over his chest, the Zoan tried to get himself comfortable knowing that it would be HOURS before he reached the Earth's atmosphere, against himself his mind began replaying what happened on Konats in constant repeat, making him growl in frustration and irritation. This will be a loooong flight, he could already tell...
Thread Exit. I'd like PL with LMB and DE bonus, please and thank you.
BATTLE SUMMARY: Write here. |
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Post by Rebecca E. Dewitt on Dec 18, 2016 15:26:12 GMT
Rebecca had some kind of joy in seeing the Dog Man wince in complete and utter pain as she performed her screech attack, almost borderline cackling out loud as she apparently decreased the Doggo's defense sharply. Though he seemed to be alright as soon she stopped, but Zyajin fared off a lot more worse as he looked like a slice of bread left in the toaster for twenty minutes. Though, in Zyajin's defense, he was easily working off the damage with his stupid namekian genetics. Stupid genetic hacks. Then it seemed the Dog man was wanting to leave still, which was a good thing as Rebecca nearly thought the wolf boy would have tried to disembowel her for her little scream trick. Thankfully he seemed to be that much more merciful, even though he seemed to be pissed enough to not get brightened up by RED's little half-joke. Half joke, because she sprinted off to the building she was in as she remembered a specific something within one of the rooms she had to run through. Spending less than a minute in the building, she ran out just as the zoanthrope's ride was taken out of the capsule, the tailed beastman walking into it with plans to leave. The ginger haired Rebecca made her legs move as fast as possible as she ran into the open hatch of the pod. Just as the hatch was closing, however, she tossed something inside the space pod, a medium weight landing on Samba's lap. Looking down upon it, Samba would realize that Rebecca was not joking. "ENJOY YOUR EXOTIC BUTTERS AS YOU TRAVEL BACK TO YOUR HOME YOU MUTT!"She screamed with a cackle at the end as the pod started to lift off and fly up and away, leaving the members of SCAR to convene together for whatever. Shrugging, she would ask, "If ya need me, I'll be resting back at base. My throat is sorer than some moron who decided to have his throat filet'd after trying to ask for my digits... See ya later and all that shit."And with that, Rebecca started walking back to the ship in which the SCAR group was based in, either going to get herself a nice cold glass of milk or try to fiddle with her vocal enhancements so she could avoid popping or damaging her vocal module.
Thread Exit - Requesting PL, With DE Bonus and Heavy Weights, |
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Post by Zyajin on Dec 18, 2016 21:24:11 GMT
The Bio-Android was too busy focusing on regenerating his damaged body to pay that much attention to what was being said, only what he could perceive through his healing eyes. He bore witness to Doctor Breech giving the Zoanthrope a space pod, no doubt to acquiesce to the beasts demands to leave the planet earlier... and then for some reason Rebecca was giving the creature when it had gotten into the pod, a bowl full of butter sticks? Maybe his acidic fluids in his tail had done more damage to the child like android from their last training session together, than either of them had anticipated? He shook his head slightly, silently despairing at the whole ordeal as he watched the pod, then Rebecca leave. He looked towards Doctor Breech, nodded and then began to make his own slow way back to the ship, his Namekian cells still regenerating his body along the way.
Thread Exit - Requesting PL with DE Bonus, Medium Weights... and Zenkai if possible
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Bing Gan
Administrator
PL: 374,871
Enlightenment (x16P), S. Ascension (x23)
Zeni: 13,528
Tag: @bingg
OOC Name: Bing/Biggums/TruetoCaesar
Posts: 3,722 
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Post by Bing Gan on Dec 20, 2016 5:31:06 GMT
Thread Participant #1 Samba WC: 4,060 Gains: 8,120 NEW PL TOTAL: 172,262 (Formerly 164,142) Thread Participant #2 Rebecca E. Dewitt WC: 2637 Gains: 6,692 NEW PL TOTAL: 49,376 (Formerly 42,684) Thread Participant #3: Zyajin WC: 1565 Gains: 3849 NEW PL TOTAL: 62,700 (Formerly 58,851) You did not sustain enough damage for a Zenkai Boost. No Zenkai Bonus given.
Gonna need someone else to grade Breech, as I play him. Pieter Wolfbane , mind assisting me? |
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Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Dec 20, 2016 6:07:28 GMT
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