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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Nov 24, 2016 15:36:28 GMT
As the Majin wove under her kick, his body stretching to avoid the blow, the woman realized that anything other than her most powerful attacks would have effect. She felt his arms grab her waist and attempt to pull her down. A smile split his pink face, as he prepared to do something. Not if I can prevent it! Planting her feet firmly, she only sunk halfway to her knees. She punched outwards, aiming to punch both of his arms off of her. At the same instant, she stepped forward and thrust her heel forward, with the intent to strike him in the chest and send him backwards.
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KP: 3/3
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Post by Majin Makaz on Nov 24, 2016 20:02:51 GMT
Makaz was hit by the heel strike, letting go as he'd then let go of her, his arms spinning around as he'd think. The energy he was holding in could be used for a stronger attack. He had then spoken to her in his calm voice..
"You're...COOL..You're the only person who's ever given me a challenge! I have to say that you also made me feel this way about FIGHTING now!" The Majin said, excited about his match with Tulip..
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Nov 25, 2016 2:26:29 GMT
Her foot only bounced from the impact, causing the woman’s eyes to narrow in shock and anger. This alien...took no damage from her attacks! She jumped back, sliding towards the edge of the ruined arena. Her gaze darted to the ground outside the arena, a plan slowly forming in her head.
“You’re...COOL! You’re the only person who’s ever given me a challenge! I have to say that you also made me feel this way about fighting now!” His voice barely changed, still maintaining it’s cool tone. But, somewhere deep in that voice, the woman heard a hint of passion and excitement. She felt her facade slipping, a tense grin crossing her face. Yes, despite my inability to attack you...this, and every battle before, has always been an exciting experience. Well worth the effort it had taken the woman to leave and reach this place. Planting her feet firmly, she raised her fists one more time. Her plan had finally formed, and now, this was it. Time to make it or break it. “I think you’re cute, Gumball. Let’s make this fight something worth remembering.”
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Post by Majin Makaz on Nov 25, 2016 2:54:50 GMT
Majin Makaz had grinned as he had cracked his knuckles, flying backwards as he'd think. He HAD to get this right! This attack couldnt miss at all, the cost of losing was big. But WHO CARES?! Majin Makaz was having fun right now, he didnt care about losing and just wanted to have fun.
The Majin got in a stance, seeing that look in her face: The look of respect. The Majin would beckon her forward, smiling..
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Nov 25, 2016 3:19:42 GMT
The woman didn’t budge, the look in her emerald eyes not wavering. She slid her toes through the broken tiles at her feet, attempting to find more traction in the loose dust and rubble she had created. Her plan...required a very specific set of circumstances. She opened one of her fists and pointed the palm outwards, preparing herself mentally to counter whatever this Gumball was going to throw at her. She couldn’t knock him unconscious with the techniques she currently possessed, which meant she only had one other option.
“I’m not budging from this position, Gumball. This is the final stand of mine.” Sliding her rear foot back, the woman stopped when she felt it slip off the edge of the arena. She brought it back and planted it firmly on the edge. Her gaze remained on the Majin, as she prepared her body and soul for the beating it was no doubt about to receive.
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Post by Majin Makaz on Nov 25, 2016 4:39:49 GMT
Majin Makaz had looked at Tulip in surprise. Though he didnt think she was going to give up like THAT. Otherwise he had to think of plans, letting loose the whoopee bomb would make for a worthy attack. But even then he had a feeling she could counter that, the majin had thought of a fun idea. Perhaps he could rely on the hybrid as a way of relief. Their entire battle was as great as could be..
The battle made everything he had fought in before pale in comparison, making a true idea come from Makaz's head. Perhaps he was to try "befriending" this person as he did Marcel Law before him, and to question if he's been doing battles correctly..
The Majin had looked at her, crossing his arms as he'd glance towards the cheering crowd. Of whom were excited, his look had grown big. Rubbing his hands together as he had floated towards the female..
"So..are you going to end this or NOT? I was just waiting for you to do so.." Makaz said, crossing his arms. He's already been satisfied for today..
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Nov 25, 2016 4:51:30 GMT
“I can’t.” The woman spoke sincerely, emerald eyes still on the pink Majin. She kicked a rock into the air and launched it at the Majin’s head. She watched it shatter into dust with no effect and sighed. “I have one more trump card to play. If you want to land in front of me, I’ll show you the last card in my hand.”
Letting out a low shout, the woman began focusing her energy and the grey aura that surrounded her swelled in size. It wavered and returned to a slight layer around the woman as she waited for the Majin to move. He hadn’t used a single technique throughout this match, which was concerning. Despite the crowd’s jeers at her challenge, the woman stood firm in her declaration. She only had one more opportunity to win this battle, which was ridiculous in and of itself. It just needed to work...and her body needed to respond properly to her request.
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Post by Majin Makaz on Nov 25, 2016 5:21:34 GMT
Makaz had grinned. SO BE IT..the Majin would create a sphere in his hand, as an aura of purplish ki charged around him. He'd glare at the feminine halfbreed, he'd grin as he had put his hand forward. Flying up as the aura of ki remained, dispersing completely after he reached a level, aiming at the female as the attack had been fired at her. A sphere of pure pink/black colors, an attack while not being as big as it is meant to be, but instead being more swifter.
The Ball would fly at her, just as Makaz began to ball his fist up with joy, his eyes like stars as he looked at Tulip. The Majin had looked in curiosity, just to see if the attack would hit..
"So are you gonna dodge that? It's gonna be REALLY painful when it hits by the way...I have to say though, THANK YOU for making me like fighting! Now i've improved more in personality than i thought.." Makaz said, smirking as he gave a thankful nod to the halfbreed.
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KP 23
Whoopee Bomb
PL: 2.1K
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Nov 25, 2016 6:07:41 GMT
As the ball of energy shot towards her, the woman dropped to her knees, grey aura swirling around her. She slammed both her palms into the ground and four silver lines shot through the earth. Bringing one fist up, she slammed her fist into the edge and a 20 square foot section of earth that was 5 feet thick. Swirling aura surrounded the entire chunk of earth as the woman slammed her hand into the rock.
“No. I’m going to block it. And if you want to make my day, give up.” Tulip slid her feet apart and hefted the 800lb stone to block the incoming blast. It would diffuse most of the energy and protect her from the blast, sending up a blast of stone and smoke in the resulting collision. She brought her other hand back, using all of her strength hold the rock up and block.
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KP: 2/3 Tatami Earth Flip; defuses your Whoopee Bomb to only 100 PL. Write what it would do after destroying the rock at the PL of a weak martial artist
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Post by Majin Makaz on Nov 25, 2016 10:01:53 GMT
The remaining Whoopee Bomb energy had created small explosives. Not enough to harm, the attack dispersing like dust. Majin Makaz's eyes widened, he had flown down. Landing infront of her, his eyes still wide as he'd look at her with an exhausted shocked expression.. The Majin didnt think so, back in the villages that attack was BARELY capable of being stopped..
"You're..much stronger than me ARENT YOU? That's kind of surprising..THAT'S SOME INTELLIGENCE.." Makaz said, looking at her and the rock. He had let out a sigh..
"Well..i guess i'll just give up then! It was happy fighting with you.." Makaz had held out his hand to shake, smiling..
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Nov 25, 2016 18:06:56 GMT
Tulip tossed the shattered remains of the boulder onto the ground next to her. She was clearly fatigued by the rock she had infused with her Ki. She took a shuddering breath as the Majin slowly descended to the ground. The woman brought her guard back up, ready to defend against the next assault. When her vision cleared and her emerald gaze fell on the pink Alien, she was shocked to find the opponent visibly shocked. Behind that shock was an exhausted expression.
“You’re...much stronger than me, aren’t you? That’s kind of surprising…That’s some intelligence.” Gumball said, his weary gaze travelling between the young woman and the rock she had tossed aside. He hadn’t anticipated the rock barrier, it appeared. The alien sighed and stretched one arm forward, offering a hand to shake.
“Well...I guess I’ll just give up then! It was happy fighting with you…” Makaz smiled and waited for the woman to take his hand. The woman let her barely visible gray aura disperse, as she took the hand.
“Does this mean I win, then?” Her face finally relaxed, letting the perspiration and effort from trying to punch the monster before her. He doesn’t know...just how wrong he is. This Majin had the ability to crush me in a battle of attrition. Her gaze dropped to her hand, shaking the hand of the Majin. This strength wasn’t enough. She needed to become stronger, learn techniques capable of beating even the strongest Majins. She could tell Makaz was young, simply by the ease she had blocked his attack with. He would be able to become leagues more powerful than her simply by learning more magic, where she was limited simply by her narrow mind. Maybe...I’ll have to change my archaic mindset. Tulip smiled sadly, mind lost in thought. She then glanced up, to see what the alien’s response was.
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Post by Majin Makaz on Nov 25, 2016 21:53:12 GMT
Makaz had grinned, nodding as he'd shake her hand. The Majin thought Tulip was pretty epic, being one of two halfbreeds he had met. Makaz had crossed his arms, waiting for a moment where he'll be thrown out of the ring..
Makaz had waved goodbye, giving another thankful nod as he'd walk off. His hands inside of his pockets, the majin would hear the Announcer's voice. As people had began to cheer for Tulip..
Tulip wins! Makaz has suffered a loss, but there is always next time! Hopefully we'll get to see a rematch between these two.. The Announcer said, the majin flying up as he had blasted off into the distance.
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Nov 26, 2016 3:27:23 GMT
Tulip took a deep breath, before walking off the stage. She could’ve lost this round, easily. The Majin had made the wrong assumptions. Waving to the cheering crowds, the woman made her way down the path into the waiting area for the next match. She would watch the other matches and rest up for the 2nd round.
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Post by Entirely Ed on Nov 27, 2016 4:29:49 GMT
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