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Post by Majin Makaz on Nov 24, 2016 1:05:01 GMT
Makaz had stood. Looking around at the lights and beautiful tournament grounds, at the first sound of hearing his name Makaz would spring up from the bench, looking at the people around him, he had moved towards the tournament grounds. A grin on his face as he watched whoever was called up. At the sound of her name he'd begin chuckling, giving a thumbs up - and then a thumbs down. The Majin had pointed his fingers at his opponent, a blank look on his face.
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Nov 24, 2016 1:32:15 GMT
The young woman walked out of the preparation area, stretching her arms one last time. Her body was primed and ready for action, after psyching herself up for the last couple of hours. She stood on the cobbled stone path next to the wall and leaned against its cool surface, breathing slowly to maintain her steady heartbeat. She was fighting another alien. After the intense beatdown she had received at the hands of the Arcosian, the woman had a much healthier respect and mutual fear of the alien races. Saiyans were one thing, but a race with dozens of forms was terrifying. She hadn’t even experienced any of the alternate forms, but the legends were there. Now, the driving question that haunted the woman was simply this: what did the Maijin race have in store for her.
“Hailing from a distant planet, the female with an amazing body, Tulip!” The woman sighed in irritation at the liberties the announcer took when addressing the fighter. But, that was pushed to the back of her mind as she strolled out into the light. The crowd began cheering, and the woman noted with some distaste that a majority of the cheers came from ordinary men. Nothing worth seeing there. Her gaze locked onto the pink figure standing in the center of the arena. He grinned evilly and began chuckling as the woman strolled onto the arena ground. He made a thumbs up gesture, then immediately turned it down. Then the insulting alien directed his fingers towards the female, a blank stare on his face. The woman just glared, already irritated by the display. Spreading her feet apart, she thrust one hand forward and brought the other to her waist, taking up an ordinary stance and waited for the next motion.
“The fight we have been waiting for; Beauty vs Beast, winner takes all, let’s do this!” The announcer shouted in his mike, as Tulip’s breathing finally stopped and her blood froze, preparing for the opening move of this monster.
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PL: 5700, current KP: 3/3
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Post by Majin Makaz on Nov 24, 2016 1:40:23 GMT
Majin Makaz dashed towards her, teleporting as he'd then reappear infront of her. The only thought going through Makaz's mind was the sheer idea of winning against her. The Hybrid was pretty interesting already, her physique was also amazing. The Majin would quickly smack her across the face, jumping back as he'd create two ki blasts in his hands. Waiting for a moment for her to move so he can throw them at her.
Makaz's morphing cape had fluttered around in the wind, the winds having picked up as the majin's blank face remained. He had then spoke..
"So you're a Hybrid are you? Interesting, i actually met one back in the forest of the eastern isle! Y'know, considering he was a hybrid too." Makaz said calmly.
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Nov 24, 2016 1:59:29 GMT
Tulip’s eyes only narrowed as the pink alien shot forward in a sprint. He suddenly wove to one side, increasing his speed, and darted back the next, almost vanishing due to speed. The woman didn’t waver and maintained her stance, gaze burning a hole into the creature.
When he lashed out with a hand, the woman took the slap without hesitation, knowing it wouldn’t be enough to faze her. The sound of the slap echoed throughout the arena, as the mocking Majin jumped backwards into the air, charging two ki blasts in his hand. He then floated backwards into the air, eyes searching for her next path in order to ambush her with his energy assault. That made the woman recall the demon and her eyes narrowed further in rage.
“So, you’re a Hybrid?” The Majin’s calm but taunting voice came from on high, as he spoke down on the Saiyan female. His energy balls crackled in the air above his palms. He was secure, on his throne in the air. The woman slowly lowered her fist as he continued speaking. “Interesting. I actually met one back in the forest of Eastern Isle! Y’know, considering he was a hybrid too.”
“TAKE THIS FIGHT SERIOUSLY, YOU BASTARD!” Tulip’s voice echoed through the arena, silencing every voice that was speaking. Her fist was enveloped by a swirling grey aura, as she brought it up and slammed it into the center of the arena at her feet. The stones at her feet sunk in as a ripple shot through the rest. Then the ground at her feet shattered inwards and the rest exploded outwards, sending a cloud of dust upwards and blinding the area between her and the Majin. The rocks stopped just short of the bleachers, which was the women’s intent. Now, with the dust from her strike covering the area between the two, this alien would be forced to close the distance. This would lessen the chance of the Majin ringing her out simply by flying her off. Spreading her feet once more, the women brought both of her fists up and prepared for the Majin’s next move.
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Charged Ki Strike [N1] - 1,900 PL, directed at the Arena Ground KP: 2/3
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Post by Majin Makaz on Nov 24, 2016 2:24:21 GMT
Makaz laughed since she wanted him to "take it seriously" He'd stop, looking at the big dust cloud. He had glared, creating two ki blasts and flinging them into the cloud. The Majin had glared at the cloud. Quickly yelling in a loud voice..
"COME OUT AND PLAY! OR ELSE I'LL CONTINUE ASSAULT..I dont care if i hit you or just hit NEAR YOU! Just come out.." Makaz said as he continued flinging ki blasts.
Makaz had glared at him, his patience dwindled as he had began to slowly approach the cloud. Zipping in and crashing into the tiles which were covered in smoke, he had looked around.
"COME ON! You're making me lose my PATIENCE.." Makaz said in an angered voice, looking around.
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Nov 24, 2016 2:37:34 GMT
Tulip only closed her eyes, listening for the whistling sound of air and the crackle of energy. As the first ki blast shot inwards towards her position, she lashed out with a single fist, canceling the ki blast with a ki-coated fist of her own. The majin shouted something, lost to the woman as she focused on her single task. She repeated this method, weaving through the cloud and cancelling every ki blast to prevent the dust from being blown away. She finally paused, eyes still closed and heart hammering. Taking one, deep breath and focusing on her heart, she stilled its beating just enough to silence everything around her. She was waiting, listening for the next declaration. She heard him slam into the tiles directly behind her and shout loudly.
“COME ON! You’re making me lose my PATIENCE!”
The air swirled inwards directly behind the Majin male, as the female appeared directly behind him. Grey aura swirled around her fist, as shattered tiles were crushed into powder from her step inwards. Her voice came out almost silently as she released her suppressed energy and focused on creating the perfect strike, aimed directly at the side of his jaw. With this much force, she could stagger him and start her combo.
“Right here, Majin.” Her fist flew forward, dust exploding outwards from the wind generated by this one strike. The ground behind her shattered and cracked from the recoil of the powerful strike.
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Charged Ki Strike [N1] - PL 1900, aimed for Majin’s jaw, caught unaware KP: 1/3
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Post by Majin Makaz on Nov 24, 2016 3:00:38 GMT
Majin Makaz had screamed in pain, stumbling back, you could see the disfigured mark made on his face. Just as steam began to fire out of his pores,skin being a dangerously reddish pink. His angered look had disappeared, as he had taken a hot breath. Steam coming out of his mouth, the majin wasnt going to let his rage take over, he was going to win this, and now he had to get SERIOUS.
The Majin had dashed towards her, his knee having hit her in the chest. Followed by a punch to the face, the majin would ust jump back.
He had then spoken, breaking the silence. "COME ON NOW, you wanted to get serious RIGHT? Im here for you ANYWAYS.." Makaz said.
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Nov 24, 2016 3:16:09 GMT
As her fist sunk into his jaw, Tulip’s eyes widened in shock. The blow wasn’t solid! Her ki dispersed as the attack slid past the Majin’s face and he cried out in agony. He stumbled forward and steam visibly shot into the air from his skin. He looked over his shoulder, a look of rage so pure it made the girl’s blood chill. It vanished in the same instant, as the Majin let out a breath of steam. Tulip began retracting her fist, when the Majin shot forward.
His knee slammed into her chest, as he placed his foot onto her knee. Slamming his fist into her face, Tulip’s head snapped to one side from the impact. If his face was made of putty, his fists were made of frozen rubber. He glared at her as her emerald eyes focused on his. He jumped backwards, spiraling to land facing the woman.
“COME ON NOW! You wanted to get serious, RIGHT!? I’m here for you anyways!” Makaz shouted in fury.
The woman didn’t respond, only sliding her feet apart and raising her fists once more. Tilting her head to one side, she spat out a ball of blood-laced phlegm onto the shattered arena. Her gaze didn’t waver, as she waited for the Majin to move. She didn’t get the same vibe from this alien she had from the other combatants she had battled to this point. This was his strongest, which meant she could overpower him with her strength! Raising her front foot up, she slammed it into the ground hard enough to bury it slightly into the cracking pavement. Unclenching her fist she thrust forward, she angled it away from her body and motioned for him to move forward. “You’re right, Majin. We don’t have all day for your useless games.”
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KP 2/3
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Post by Majin Makaz on Nov 24, 2016 3:34:34 GMT
Makaz had pointed his finger as a beam would fly out from it, attempting to hit her. He'd have his serene and blank face, but on the inside was going to use his race for just the right thing. He was going to END this fight sooner or later, he had gotten in a stance.
What was going through his mind during the attack was the sheer dislike he had of her already. Of course it was also just how much he hated when people wanted him to get serious. He wasnt as happy either, suffering a mark on his face..
The Majin was going to have a meltdown sooner or later if he lost though. And a serious rage issue he has to work out for later days to come after the Tournament.
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Nov 24, 2016 3:53:33 GMT
The woman didn’t shift her stance an inch, only watching the Majin move. She was regathering her Ki, trying to figure out a strategy to properly beat this opponent. His face didn’t shift as he raised a single finger to point at her. He was going to fire something from that finger, and it wouldn’t be good.
Sliding her front foot further forward, the woman slowed her breathing further, trying to summon up more focus and still her beating heart. She knew this bastard was scheming and had something more hidden up his sleeve. Those ki blasts hadn’t packed a punch, which meant this alien was hiding something further up his sleeve. What exactly was beyond the woman. She felt a slight grin forming on her face, and her heart skipped a beat. This person was making her soul react, which meant he was a true fighter. Time to answer the call of her soul and the declaration he had made.
Digging her toes in further, the woman almost vanished as she darted forward. Her emerald eyes burned with passion as she brought both her fists up to guard, ready to react on instinct the instant he tried to strike.
----------------------- KP: 3/3
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Post by Majin Makaz on Nov 24, 2016 4:42:40 GMT
Makaz had backed away, getting in a stance. He had began to raise his arms into the air. He was confident in his useful ability known as the Whoopee Bomb, he was going to charge this attack JUST enough to knock her away. The Majin would close his eyes, imagining he was in a different place. Like his Father's home..
The Majin would open his eyes. A blank look on his face as he stood silent, waiting till she'd question his movement..
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Nov 24, 2016 4:52:00 GMT
As he hopped back to gain distance, the woman hadn’t slowed her distance. Dropping both her fists, she sprinted even faster when he started raising his arms. Whatever he was planning by opening guard, the woman didn’t know. When his eyes closed, the woman dug her feet into the earth and launched herself forward with all of her might.
When the Majin’s eyes slowly opened, he would find a curled fist only inches from his face, as the woman buried her feet into the earth and prepared to send a barrage of fists into his open body. She was still ready to react if he launched an attack at her, even now when she was mid-attack.
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KP 3/3
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Post by Majin Makaz on Nov 24, 2016 5:43:51 GMT
Makaz had been hit by the attacks, stopping as he had been overwhelemed by her attack. He'd be knocked back by her barrage, a look of anger on his face as he had attempted to break free from her attack by grabbing her arms. The Majin would let out a yell of anger, cracking his neck as he had thought back: Why did he sign up if he was going to lose ANYWAY?! He needed to get stronger..this person was actually managing to make him feel like doing something! He wasnt so sure he could win though..but for once he had gotten a taste of what fighting felt like, no cheating, no killing, just good ol' fun!
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Nov 24, 2016 6:00:27 GMT
As her barrage struck, landing blow upon blow into the Majin’s face, Tulip saw his hands shift and the air changed. He wasn’t going to unleash an attack, it appeared. His head snapped back in response to her blows, before yelling in anger. When his hands lashed out to catch her, the woman used her charged ki and forced her body to move three times as fast, ducking under his arm, stepping off to one side, and stepping behind to face his back. It happened in an instant, leaving only a mirage in her place.
She then launched herself upwards, preparing to drive a kick into the back of the Majin’s spine. Seeing as how his head bounced attacks, maybe this would hurt more.
----------------- KP: 2/3, used Afterimage to evade grapple
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Post by Majin Makaz on Nov 24, 2016 6:51:55 GMT
Makaz would turn, moving out of the way of the attack. He'd attempt to stretch his arm and grab her to pull her into the ground, he had then smiled. Enjoying the fight against her, the majin had thought of other times where he fought only because of RAGE. But HERE, He was actually having fun!
The Majin had thought about his father: Perhaps, this was the time to actually be nice to people?!
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