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Post by Bing Gan on Dec 28, 2016 23:01:46 GMT
[Thread PL: 357,641 | Spiritual Ascension (x23) Active! Current PL: 8,225,743!]
The Serpent Master frowned, his eyes set on the far, icy peaks of the northern region. Ki's were clashing in the dead of night, and many of them had dropped out of existence completely. Something about the strongest energy in question was eerily familiar, but he couldn't quite place his finger on it. "What in the world is going on down there..."His mind suddenly felt a tug, and a ring. Someone was calling him on an old scouter he still had nestled away. He flipped it on, begrudgingly accepting the call charges, before donning the small eyepiece. He was met with the sight of Vi-Poi, and a red-headed woman standing across from him. It seemed he was being summoned to the battlefield he had been watching. Without a moment to waste, he shot into the sky, his ghostly white Ki leaving streaks in the night sky. Bing arrived moments after Celmaru, his booted feet landing softly next to Vi-Poi. He gave the android a quiet nod, before his eyes searched the area. There was signs of battle everywhere, and it looked like many lives had already been taken. His frown returned, as his Ki surged to its maximum. His sights landed on the woman who'd caused all of this. Her Ki was immense, even stronger than Bing's own. She would be a tough nut to crack, even with Vi-Poi and Celmaru here to help. Bing had to wonder how she got so strong whilst keeping herself hidden. Was she an off-worlder? There was a chance, but her Ki felt so familiar it seemed unlikely. "Looks like we might have some trouble on our hands. Do we have any other confirmed deaths besides the your operative, Vi?"He turned, catching the sight of another Super Saiyan. It seemed this one was incomplete in some way. Perhaps he was forced to unlock the form too early? Whatever the case, it seemed he knew what had gone down. This woman had killed four people, two of which Bing had known at some point. "Damn... If only we'd gotten here sooner..."His cloak fluttered in the night wind, as electricity danced down his body. Bing settled into the Serpent Style stance, his eyes narrowed and his expression stern. Would this red-headed predator turn tail and run, or would she try and turn Earth's heroes into her next prey?
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Post by Zucceta on Dec 28, 2016 23:46:51 GMT
Zucceta was already in-bound to the northern realm when Vi-Poi's presence entered her mind; a field of smoke and bodies, that crimson flush of hair. She knew.
She'd felt him while she was on the other side of the planet, meditating in the desert. Her body hovered above the ground, surrounded by an invisible aura noticeable only by a myriad of subtle ripples as her very body emanated energy, like rivers and flows of air, circulating sand and pebbles about her form. The thought of the 'Neo Great Saiyaman' crossed her mind, which was deep in tranquillity, a silent field of sunlight pierced by a cold dagger of worry. Her eyes opened, and she finally noticed it; Tomoyo's power was a puddle compared to an ocean of seething black anger. She had been blind to it, but there it was, what she felt was a unique ki, mostly anger, some regret, all dangerous. She knew the signature. She wracked her brain, as Tomoyo approached that deadly vortex. Where, where, where?
She raises from her position and blasts into the air as she attempts to recall the ki. Then it hit her, as a flash of lightning, a flicker on a midnight plain. It'd been a while ago, and she'd been side-tracked by a furious Etoru, but that girl: Satan City. The car chase, screams of wheels, of civilians. Toma roaring, the great monster, and she'd been there. Even then, Zucceta had realised the threat the red-headed fighter had posed, even amidst her own inner turmoil. Something was off about her ki; something Zucceta had recognised due to its similarity to her own. Her power, then, had been minor, small enough that the then-queen of saiyans had deflected her blast with the minimum-required effort, and small enough that even Toma scared her off. Now it rivalled, no, surpassed, her own Super Saiyan Full Grade.
It was active, soaring, and that dumb kid was heading right for it, a moth to a sentient flame.
Hurrying, she enters her Super Saiyan Normal Grade, briefly wondering if she had time to grab her costume. She doesn't. She'd have to be Zucceta today.
'Neo Great Saiyaman's' power disappears as she streaks through the sky, faster than any human engine, not fast enough. There were two remaining powers on the scene. One began to rise, but was an ant-hill to Noxa's mountain. He'd break against her. Low-tide.
She wasn't fast enough--the dark energy spiked, another surge of power. That ki, the remaining fighter, would be gone--she had to speed up she had to speed up she had to--
The energy dissipated. She briefly wondered why, and then Vi-Poi's message entered her conscious. She exhaled low relief, before it was wrested away. Where was the kid?
Two more signatures arrived: Bing, and that weirdo she'd seen at the dragon summoning, on the lookout. Fine. Happy reunions.
Where was the kid?
Finally, she arrives, to a wasteland absent of all children. She lands next to Virtual Poi, but does not glance in his direction, nor Noxa's, nor the others. Rafar's syllables hit dead eardrums; Zucceta already knew, anyway. Her eyes, electric and heavy, like a bird of prey, had focused in on a small brown bag rustling in the wind. Something shined within, a metallic surface. Ignoring the group, she immediately bends down and picks up the bag, reaching within it.
From within the brown bag she pulls the helmet, so similar in design to her own disguise: Neo Great Saiyaman. The boy was nowhere to be seen. Not even a body.
The helmet was heavy with absence. It falls from her fingers, clatters on hard stone, splatters with a small wave of mud.
The saiyan woman shivers. She does not feel cold. Some old beast within her yawns, a black echo.
Her golden aura, immediately, quietly, surges with a new electricity, her power signature almost doubling in size. Zucceta briefly wonders if she could force it further, to her theoretical Super Saiyan 'Hyper Grade', but all attempts had ended with her fainting, or gasping on the floor, burnt out. She wasn't ready.
As much as she wants to rip this worm apart.
She turns to Noxa, her face notable in its absence of emotion, no visible anger, fear or happiness.
The old beast snarls with morning weariness. An eyelid winks open, lazily. It begins to grin, toothily, its canines like daggers glinting in winter moonlight. It was hungry.
Vi-Poi wasn't the only fighter to have ghosts, but Zucceta's phantoms weren't quite as fun. Hers hissed and yapped.
She clenches her fists; her mechanical hands creak with the intensity of the gesture. Otherwise, she stands silently, tense, taut. She considers all of the ways to hurt her. Her allies, if they were strong in ki sensibility, would feel a familiar eeriness enter Zucceta's aura: the darkness of grief, like the shadow of a tsunami rising above the light of the sun.
The young hero's helmet rested in earth and stone, where it had fallen from his comrade's hands.
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Post by Zucceta on Dec 29, 2016 0:12:50 GMT
(Rafar zenkai'd: 6590 PL added!)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 29, 2016 3:38:36 GMT
There was fear, yes. There was anger, disgust, and disappointment. But there was no remorse.
The overwhelming power that had collected against Noxa did serve to kick-start her fight or flight instincts, but thanks to Vi Poi’s arrival she knew there was nowhere she could ever run to — not on Earth. This blue planet had now become her new Zilyana; forever marked to be hunted as long as she remained here.
That made Noxa bitter, to a degree; the disgusting tendency of humans — or, rather, heroes — to perverse the sacred laws of nature; to give salvation to those who earned ruin. A pup biting the leader of the pack deserved to be put down, and Rafar had been spared that fate. Perhaps the young Guru had been right about what he said regarding Noxa's Namekian tendencies — about the Premier — about humanity.
Still, with the arrival of all of the titanic essences, there was something to be observed: their gathering meant nothing. The gathering of so many of these familiar ‘heroes’ — some of which the amazon took pleasure in having eclipsed — only served to make the ensuing moments less intimate; less personal.
Despite all of this, there was likely some form of entertainment to be had in the fact that the weakest of the arrivals was, by far the only emotionally meaningful arrival.
Her eyes had only simply washed over each of the newcomers, but the ultimately landed and fixed on that of Celmaru, whose voice was the only one to truly reach her. In any meaningful way. Her eyes narrowed for a moment as she felt his power wash over her; it wasn’t overwhelming to the degree of the others — some would even say it was dwarfed in comparison… But it felt the most genuine in terms of raw emotion.
And that was delicious.
The amazon had been spinning the two gifts bestowed to her by the deceased hybrid. Her hair moved to snatch the heart-shaped pendant from its spinning trajectory. With all the dexterity necessary, the scarlet strands found themselves undoing the latch and slipping the given trophy around her neck.
Her head tilted just slightly left, much like someone gazing at a stranger, attempting to recognize them. Eyes locked on Celmaru’s form, the woman would speak up.
If it wasn’t for Rafar’s betrayal, there could still have been a slim chance of going through all of this without fighting. But, it seemed, it wasn’t meant to be.
“Ah, sensei.” The scarlet-haired woman greeted, “So nice of you to drop by… But shouldn’t you go home and be a family man?” Her voice teased, a hint of a smirk tugging at her face. It was beyond abundantly clear that not a shred of remorse was present within the woman — but there was plenty of defiance left.
Noxa’s head turned to face the plethora of newcomers, though her eyes fell on that of the Queen, whose intent seemed the most murderous¹.
This time, Noxa spoke from experience. “I’m sure you lot are foaming at the mouth to dig in on corner prey, as you heroes often do, but if you’ll excuse me I rather settle a personal score firs--”
Just as her eyes had turned to once more address Celmaru, Noxa felt a sharp pain spreading over her left leg. It came unexpectedly, and so she hardly reacted to it. She looked down to see a set of ivory-white mandibles clamped onto her shin, tugging and promptly pulling the titan off her feet.
Mr. Floofs having taken the unsuspecting titan down in a snarling rush — a move that surprised even himself. He was a guardian of this ‘pack’, which Noxa led, but something about her actions this day forced his hand paw.
Familiar words roared from Noxa’s mouth as a small cloud of dust and debris came to envelop the two, lashing, rolling predators.
“YOU FILTHY INGRATE!”
Claws, teeth flashes from both sides of the feral, guttural tangle. It only lasted as long as it did — seconds — because the pup had taken the woman by surprise. But soon, with the advantage of power, speed, intelligence, and countless limbs of hair and vine, Noxa had won. With a lashing of the heart-tipped tendrils that moved from her hair, the woman sent the 5’9”, 888lbs pup skidding across the snowy battlefield towards the treeline.
The collar made by the child rested within Noxa’s right gauntlet-clad hand still.
But now, her left hand also held something. A torn-off hind leg, with a length of white pelt still clinging to it. Thanks to the host’s massive size, a good stream of blood rushed down from the eviscerated flesh.
Noxa stood, squared shoulders, hunching forward just slightly, and with her legs spread apart in a rather prepared, but unrefined stance. Noxa breathed heavy, lethargically tossing aside the torn-off limb from her foe and allowing it to smack into the snow with a heavy ‘thud’. It was promptly incinerated by a crimson blast. Another crimson orb fired; this one sent hurling after his form by the virago’s hair. Though but a ki blast, the impact would likely be fatal to the underdog if it connected.
The beaten, broken pup landed among the treeline with a mighty impact that sent up splinters, snow, and dirty alike. Whimpering in the cold, the mighty guardian could only feel the approach of a crimson blast, despite his lack of awareness. Despite his demonic origins, he was a dog — and the loyalty of one burned still within him; the decision to attack Noxa pained him more than the injuries she had just dealt him.
 But it had to be done.
Painting, every hissing breath steaming against the bitterly cold air.
The virago’s head hung down just a bit, hair coiling and writhing around her. Her robe, which flapped in the air despite the need of a breeze — much how her hair writhed unnaturally — soon found itself curling and shrinking into itself. The cloth hardened, taking on a more metallic appearance; the woman's outfit returning its armor-like quality. The large V-like opening that cut down from hr collarbones to her midriff, however, rapidly CLAMPED down with a mighty thud, as though it were a jagged maw.
Rapidly, Noxa's appearance had turned into something more fit for a warrior. The amazon had dawned her battle gear.
NO KP USED
NO'VA Deactivated
Mr. Floofs has a deadly ki blast heading towards him; missing hind leg
REQUESTING 1V1 WITH CELMARU as he is the only one here truly connected with Noxa POST ORDER: @noxa Vi-Poi Celmaru Waterfield Rafar Bing GanZucceta
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Post by Vi-Poi on Dec 29, 2016 23:07:54 GMT
Vi-Poi felt a thrilling jolt shoot through his yttrium bones as his friends arrived along with Celmaru. The newly-arrived hybrid seemed even less happy with Noxa than they were. Sensei, huh? I hope his other students turn out less homicidal. Hope he’s damning the murders and not the stronger than me part.
In response to Bing, Vi-Poi pointed a thumb over his shoulder. “According to this guy, she’s already killed four, including a kid.”
When Noxa cast the strange wolfish pet down into the forest and sent a crimson chaser his way, Vi-Poi dived across the sky to meet it, a searing blue streak as he maxed out his speed to beat the attack, appearing in front of the wounded Mr. Floofs just in time. He raised his knee, catching the writhing orb on his shin. The force buffeted him back, nearly driving him into the animal. He winced and grunted at the searing heat, but with a flexing strain of his synthetic musculature he wheeled backwards in an acrobatic kick, spinning the ball upward, hurling the shot like a rocket until it twinkled into space.
Kid killer to giant puppy killer? How can she possibly get any worse?
“People for Animal Welfare will be hearing all about you, janky bitch!” Vi-Poi yelled, charging some chi of his own. A blue wave of ki boomed out from his palms in retort, further interrupting her heart-to-heart with her former mentor.
Poi’s ghost was hugging close to his circuits now, as angry as he was.
(KP: 3/3)
(Protected Mr. Floofs, denied 1v1, shot beam back)
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Dec 30, 2016 4:24:58 GMT
Two other signatures appeared swiftly after ViPoi and Celmaru did. Both of which were seemingly familiar; one vastly overpowering the other, yet still incredibly powerful within their own rights. The hybrid's eye twitched upon their arrival, one of which being the renowned Bing Gan. The other, however, was the revered Queen from the Lookout. Why was she here, of all people? No matter; that was of no immediate concern. Disregarding the immense powers that had assembled near him, the Super Saiyan hybrid returned his gaze to the guilty Bio-Android. As if on cue, the snark had begun already. "I can't be a Father if you're running around as a homicidal psychopath! I took you in so you wouldn't be like this! I can add that to my list of regrets, given what I'm seeing."The Premier's comment would be faint, yet mostly upon deafened ears. Celmaru never tolerated much of Noxa's antics, however it was now that it reached an ultimate peak. Strength far beyond him sat mere yards away, Noxa included, and the hybrid could barely hold any figurative sort of candle to them. The Bio-Woman's attitude, despite its unchanging nature, brought even further ire upon Celmaru in a swift manner; it was unbearable. A sudden vein sprouted along the Super Saiyan's fist, squirming with such an intensity that it may very well rupture. The events regarding "Mr. Floofs" and it's owner, however had distracted the hybrid for a moment. The view of Noxa being mauled by her own dog was vaguely amusing, yet it wasn't enough to dismiss this fit of rage; nothing involving Noxa would this night.
"Wha-"
Unfortunately, the canine would last little time. The removal of his hind leg would spin the hybrid's stomach, the pet's frame being flung away only added to the horror. Animal abuse was a slight understatement in regards to this. Celmaru floated in a light shock, however the Administrator was the one to interject once Noxa intended to eliminate her canine companion. As the blue blur reflected the beam away from the injured animal, the Super Saiyan shouted out as he descended.
"Isn't it ironic that a dog has greater moral fiber than a needlessly buxom scientific monstrosity?"Planting himself upon the frigid snow, the hybrid's surging aura flickered for a moment. Bringing his forearms forward, energy pooled betwixt his curled fingers. Suddenly, the Super Saiyan's arms would extend outwards, mirroring each other on each side. A faint grunt would be faintly audible as this preparation process transpired. Celmaru wouldn't make any attempt to beat around the figurative bush here; it was all or nothing with this. Two spherical masses formulated upon the hybrid's palms, both soon thrust into one another via joined palms. A low rumble would occur, periodically turning violent. This would be the hybrid's second all-out strike. Walker was the first and only thus far to witness Celmaru's ultimate effort within a technique; now five others are here to behold another.
"I met you with little more than seven thousand units to your name...you grow to what's likely over a million, you double it...and then you soon tear me from the place I once sat firmly upon; easily doubling what I can muster now!"
"You do what you want and you seem to eliminate those you find irritating on brief whims. In that regard, you remind me of the worst Saiyan I ever met! Its sickening!"The brilliant white energy stirring within the Super Saiyan's palms began crackling. The Ki was accumulating with a somewhat forced manner; it was strange to Celmaru. Most blasts came more smoothly to him...perhaps utilizing his full power in this manner wasn't his best decision at this point. Oh well.
This time, the hybrid had a sort of retort of his own. Noxa had persistently thrust banter into his face each time they met, perhaps it was nigh time to place the foot in the other shoe. Intending to only message Noxa telepathically, the following comment would bear a hope of grasping the Bio-Murderer's attention.
'Ah, yes...almost forgot.'
'Your hair is the worst shag of bloody carpet I've ever seen. Use some shampoo for once, your hair looks like a disgusting, greasy mass of filth.'
Celmaru had enough of your shite, Noxa. :V KP: 3/3 Charging [MP3] "  "! PL will progress in intervals of 100%! Current Potential PL: 4,834,858! 100% (this turn) ---> 200% (next turn, if uninterrupted) (The MP3's name will be noted later) |
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Post by Rafar on Dec 31, 2016 13:07:46 GMT
Rafar's scowl deepened as NOXA brutally dispatched her canine companion. Did she have any shame?!? That dog was the only being that had stuck by her side, and all the thanks it was given was a brutal death after the first sign of independent thought? Didn't the bio-android realize that the pup probably just wanted her to stop in this senseless rampage?
He was still brooding over this when Vi-Poi kicked NOXA's massively powerful ki blast into the stratosphere like a soccer ball. Inwardly he sighed, both envious of the android's power, and terrified of it at the same time. Rafar stared at the golden glow encasing his palms, would he ever come close to the level of power these warriors do casually threw around? He had achieved a new form sure, but he knew from his discussions with the Sayian Levilidan that it was much weaker than the Oozaru state. Rafar could hear roars and dark laughter resounding through his mind. If he took too much damage, or expended too much ki, the beast within would consume him.
Grunting in resignation, Rafar stuck his hands out, generating two red orbs which began to quickly grow. He might not be able to do much with the last of his restraint, but he would go out with a bang! With the increased power the False Super Sayian gave him, Rafar was confident he could at least make NOXA waste a little energy. It was probably going to draw attention to him, but such concerns were luxuries he couldn't afford.
MP3 Final Impact Charging!
207,834 This turn
KP 0/3
Summary: Rafar struggles to control the power of the False Super Sayiajin, and begins charging
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Post by Zucceta on Jan 3, 2017 18:34:36 GMT
Zucceta wouldn't have given a single god-damn about Noxa's expectations of meaningful confrontation.
Four people had died to one person's hands, a powerful female humanoid's calculated ki extinguishing lives, including innocent ones. Children. To Zucceta, that parallel alone was meaningful, even if the bio-android was oblivious to the immensity of the saiyan queen's sordid history. The warrior monarch's stoic rage was not only due to the loss of life on display, but due to facing someone who almost served as a mirror image, or a portal into her past.
When Vi-Poi blocked the attack aimed at the wounded dog, Zucceta broke out from the deep, churning sea inside of her. As always, the blue-haired robot boy showed her the way out of her downward spiral. She couldn't succumb to her anger. There was a better path. Her power remained, but her features softened. There was always a way.
If Zucceta was alone, she would have been worried. But with Virtual Poi, and Bing, she knew they could do the right thing. If those warriors had found it within themselves to spare Zucceta, Lady Death, world-eater, and she had overcome her inner turmoil and started to walk a better path, then the same logic could be applied to Noxa. Right? All are redeemable.
They could win this day with no more loss of life.
Celmaru's words, though aimed at Noxa, irked Zucceta; not only because his mastery of language was imprecise, and down-right insulting for the sake of it in places, but due to focusing on all of the wrong areas. So what about her battle power units? His focus on external power level irked her, if only, again, due to her own previous reliance on scouter numbers, and the focus that saiyan society had on its caste-system that focused only on power level, ignoring any non-strength based elements to someone's character. She thought the warriors of Earth might be better than that. It reminded her of her own prior failings. I suppose not all of earth's martial artists are as spiritual as those that showed me mercy.
Shaking her head, she turns to Vi-Poi, then to Bing. "We're not gonna just let Family Matters play out, are we?" She asks wryly, nodding towards Noxa and Celmaru. Too many people had died for some bullshit soap opera. |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 3, 2017 19:48:28 GMT
Mr. Floofs’ frail whimpering could almost be heard by Noxa, despite the rumbling heavens above, and the fluctuating aura of the warriors all around. The pitter-patter of chilling rain that begun to fall down on them didn't help. Those whimpers, however, soon ceased as the pup succumbed to the ailments he suffered at vermillion villain’s claws. He was still alive, but hanging on by a thread.
In the meantime, Noxa, having ‘transformed’, rose her eyes. The woman set sight on her teacher’s charging attack — it was certainly powerful, but she didn’t shy away. Noxa could only think back to all of the cheesy Earth culture she had indulged into during her time away. Thinking herself cute and original, she decided to erroneously recount a line her favorite Stellar Conflicts movie.
The rain began to pick up, alongside the wind.
“The student surpasses the master!” Noxa’s voice boomed — attempting to compensate for the increasingly noise environment; her mouth-guard giving said voice a filtered quality. “Don’t you understand?! You’ve already lost, Sensei, because —!!”
Her arms soon contorted by one another, as a ridiculous pose, a struck.
“YOU UNDERESTIMATE MY POWER!”
A dual-layered aura licked around the Bio; a blackness lined with a neon red glow. Despite the ridiculousness of this pose, the woman’s ki not only began to gather — but it surged in a massive proportion! Noxa, swelling her numbers, hoped to intimidate her number-focused stretched.
“Even with the help of the Saiyaness Queen and the Premier you --”
Noxa, having been caught up in the moment, had forgotten that while Vi Poi was out of sight he was not out of the battlefield — and so she should have certainly kept him in mind. Shortly after the words ‘janky bitch’ hit her, the Android’s blast too slammed into Noxa’s side at full force, completely knocking the posing Amazon off her feet — as well as undoing her intimidation technique. The woman was sent skidding, tumbling, rolling in ungracefully way across the battlefield — opposite from ViPoi, and towards Rafar.
A string of curses and undirected obscenities would make some parents glad that a child was no longer around to heed such toxicity.
The woman in motion figured she might as well use this motion to advantage. Midway through her rolling and skidding the woman launched herself into the air — now closer to the center of the gathered warriors than before.
“THATS IT!” Snarled the virago, furious at the sudden self-imposed humiliation. Her mouthpiece came undone as a lungful of air was drawn; ki swarmed into her lungs, and without further delay, a howl that could shatter earth and ear alike erupted. A bubble of a clear, destructive shockwave distorted the veil of rain and further helping outline the transparent attack.
2/3 KP [SU2] Menacing Posing ACTIVATED! [UT3] RunDevilRun ACTIVATED! ki artificially inflated to 12,965,679 Sadly, both were cancelled.
[UP2] LOUDER! LOUDER! - Noxa fills her lungs, allowing infrastructure-shattering scream. The force of the sound wave is akin to that of a devastating explosion. The range and destructive
power are increased as she mixes ki with her howl. 66% Charge. Super Explosive Wave, but with screaming!
Fired at Rafar, Zucceta, Bing, Celmaru, ViPoi, Mr. Floofs So... 5,704,898 PL SPLIT six ways... 950,816 heading to each of them!
For the sake of me not having to make edits anymore, lets assume everything Noxa does in this DE has intent to kill unless stated otherwise.
0/3 KP @noxa Vi-Poi Celmaru Waterfield Rafar Bing Gan Zucceta
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Post by Vi-Poi on Jan 6, 2017 1:12:09 GMT
Vi-Poi nodded grimly in response to Zucceta. “I don’t think we can afford to,” He said, watching Noxa’s power continue to grow. “If they’re family, they’re due for a guest shot on The Berry Flinger Show.”
Berry! Berry! Berry! Poi’s ghost chanted.
It was definitely becoming clear that this wasn’t going to be settled nicey-nice. Noxa’s battle point was skyrocketing to ludicrous levels, though there was something skewed about it. His 3D Scan Mode was ghosting, showing a smaller shadow behind the expanding power signature. Some kind of weird trick. Whatever her power level truly was, there was no mistaking the violent intention. And her fighting pose! It was, if he were being brutally honest, way too meek. Where was all the energy, the pizzazz? And there’d been no proper build up! No monologue!
When his beam attack smashed into her and put her ki down to size and sent her reeling and tumbling down, Vi-Poi snorted, “Well that wasn’t such a chore.” He dusted his hands.
“Hey guys, she’s all hat and no Ostrich-Chicken!” The small blue android called up Bing and Zucceta as Noxa went down. He wasn’t quite sure what that meant, but Poi’s ghost did. “Let’s show her what it means to go up against the best in the Univer-“ His words were cut off when Noxa suddenly shot back into the sky. Her power was peaking, spiking. And this time it was real!
“Watch out!” He yelled, but his words were drowned out by a earth-sloshing shriek. A huge and heavy pressure wave was speeding towards them, emanating from the raging Bio-Android. Vi-Poi clenched his teeth. He couldn’t ever go on the attack when there were so many to defend. His blue gaze shifted to the faraway Rafar. Too far for him to split and shield both. The Multi-Form would halve his energy, and his clone wouldn’t be able to get there in time. He glanced over his shoulder at Mr. Floofs, who looked an inch away from Monster Doggie Heaven, hesitated, then channeled a globe of chi through his internal antenna.
A glassy sphere of beryl energy surrounded them both, and when the wave of sound crashed into them, kicking up great gouts of dirt and tossing trees high, the scream only made a dull thud against his barrier. They were perfectly protected in the jewel of chi amidst a riot of mud and rock. “Hang in there, pooch,” Vi-Poi said, patting a hand on Mr. Floofs’ massive white head. He hoped someone had been fast enough to save Rafar.
After Noxa’s attack, Vi-Poi clipped his shield off and whistled up into the air, moving at his highest speed. “Hey, idiot! Yoo-hoo!” Vi-Poi called down, putting his palms to his cheeks and blowing out against them until he made a raspberry loud enough to make the blackened skies shudder, drowning out thunder. A knife of lightning silhouetted his diminutive form in ominous contrast to his juvenile act.
“Why don’t you relax and give up? Final warning, okay! Else I have to get super serious and do something you won't walk away from.”
The rain drummed down harder.
(KP: 2/3)
(Android Barrier Mk. I [SU] used (33% of Vi's PL, so ~3.66 million used to block both Vi and Floof's portion of the damage.)
(Mocking mouth-fart noise used)
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Jan 7, 2017 4:38:31 GMT
If some were to relate the flow of Ki as a free, open river; Celmaru's Ki would currently be akin to raging waterfall. The golden aura the hybrid possessed repeatedly flared outwards, its upward spikes licking at the frigid air. Unfortunately, as Noxa spoke ever so bluntly, the Super Saiyan's aura flickered even more so than before. Yet it dwindled with each word the Bio-Murderer uttered, fervently attempting to recover each moment. Celmaru's chest ached with each slandering comment; what pride he did have being silently sliced like a damn meal for the Bio-Droid to eat. The hybrid wasn't one for pride, yet it had festered and swelled without his evident notice...it was like a disease.
'Hey, I think he's mad.'
'Oh well surprise surprise, Father; of course he is. He's been like that for months!'
'Never been one to be healthy, is he?'
'Ya think we should try to help?'
'We're all dead, Cecil, how could we?''Taveon was able to get out twice already.''My brother is a tricky bastard by heart, isn't he? I bet he only created another catalyst for this.'
'You know he means well.''His well-meaning got our sister killed for Yemma's sake!''That happened over a century ago; let it go!'
'Alright ladies, quite yourselves; its just getting good.''Celmaru, please-''No no, shut up.''But-'
'Didn't you hear me? Celmaru's getting to something here.'
'Wait, you or him?''...Am I still dead or am I suddenly alive, married to the person that watched over us via obligation?'
'...Don't hafta be sassy about it...'
'You'll live, Klaus.'
'But we're dead.'
'...You know what I meant.'
The echoes of the past rang upon nonexistent ears, as their bodies still sat among the dead. Yet, among the living, the hybrid in question began to quiver at Noxa's swelling Ki. It was previously deemed impossible; yet it practically tripled him now. The scarlet abomination was just smearing insults, verbal or not, directly upon him, wasn't she? As if to add further insult to injury, Noxa's behavior was almost akin to a representation of what could come. In the further reaches of Celmaru's mind, Noxa was once considered like a child; impressionable and oblivious. Alongside such thoughts, rogue thoughts of his soon-to-be children came about; both eventually becoming as violent, untamed, and homicidal as who was once the hybrid's "student".
'That will never come to be. Never!'
The hybrid once thought that he had little to ever lose; being berated from one mistake after another. Mixed heritage, accidental beam mishaps, various outbursts, it never ceased to be. Reminders of one or the other, something else after the previous was forgotten. Now, it finally had a glimpse of hope to change; Phae and her intervention with Ayumu shifted the course of everything. A wife, children, a nice home, less familial issues, even the power to preserve it all. Yet there was always something beyond him, but it had to be Noxa. The thoughts were overwhelming, infuriating, troubling, irritating, anything in between. Celmaru would shuffle his feet about, his eyes pelted by rain and sudden moist substances. Releasing his left palm from the circumference of the accumulating sphere, his left foot would take a step back.
"You will not defile another soul anymore! You've failed me and this entire planet with your misdeeds!"
As the ear-piercing outcry of Ki erupted from Noxa, the hybrid's left palm clasped his right shoulder. With the others handling their own fragments of the "blast", the hybrid heard a strange set of words; enough to be considered a name for a technique. With little time to consider otherwise, the hybrid aimed directly for the Bio-Android's bloodied figure. The various rolls and maneuvers she attempted previously were of little importance, and Vipoi's periodic comments were ignored. With a concluding influx of spare energy, Celmaru uttered four foreign terms.
"Olypmia's Incus-!"
"Cezar IOVIS!"The roar of a scorned hybrid rang out among frigid rain and almighty warriors. With a sudden, violent eruption of Ki, the power of this particular Super Saiyan hybrid came to light. The palm-sized orb of bright white Ki swiftly morphed in an immense wave of concentrated, cylindrical energy. The beam held the rage of the hybrid's body, yet the technique held the past of the Waterfield family; another power lost to negligence. Yet it's power was only comparable to Bing and Noxa, perhaps even Zucceta. The Premier, however, would be questionable in comparison to the beam. A level beyond Super Saiyan or not, Celmaru would refuse to keep out of the running; especially if Noxa was involved. Intending to strike Noxa alone, the hybrid would ignore everything else, as not one thing will distract him from handling whom was once labeled as his student. Celmaru believed to have caused this, and he believed that he must bring an end to this disaster. What stands in the way of this would be of their own undoing, or so the hybrid briefly thought; a pity for those who do.
KP: 0/3 [MP3] Olympia's Incus - Cezar Iovis launched! Charged 200%! Potential PL: 9,669,716! Intending to cripple Noxa's entire body! |
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Bing Gan
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Post by Bing Gan on Jan 7, 2017 9:19:22 GMT
Bing's body tensed, his stance firm as he watched the situation devolve. Noxa had gone from mass murderer to animal abuser in mere seconds. He would have went to the dog's aid himself, but it seemed Vi had that covered well enough on his own. The Former Guardian kept his sights set on the red-haired horror, gaze wandering to Zucceta for just a moment. The Super Queen quipped, inciting a playful response from the grey-haired fighter across from her. "Dunno. We've let you blabber on before. You sure we should interrupt?"Vi-Poi let loose a wave of Ki, knocking Noxa off of her game whilst she was in the middle of some strange posing. The act seemed to be quite upsetting, as Noxa suddenly let loose a ki-infused howl of terror! Bing's Ki began to rise, but his self-shielding was halted when he remembered another warrior nearby. That Rafar fellow wouldn't survive an attack like this! He dashed towards Rafar, his bubble of bright white Ki energy enclosing on the both of them just before the big wave hit. His energy shield creaked and whined under the pressure of the wave, but in the end, Bing's aura won out. His cracked bubble dissipated, and he put a hand on Rafar's shoulder. "Hey, you alright? I might be able to heal you if you've got any ailments." After Rafar's response, he'd turn back to the battle. Celmaru had fired a massive wave of bright Ki! Bing shielded his eyes, letting out a surprised gasp as the energy blazed towards Noxa. "Whoa! What a radical attack!"
[KP: 1/3]
Used [UP2] Ancient's Barrier!
66% charged for a shield potential of: 5,428,990!
Shielded both the attack aimed for Bing AND Rafar
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Post by Rafar on Jan 7, 2017 13:42:06 GMT
Growls of the beast within was all that Rafar could hear right now, the beast was straining at its chains to be free. The warrior’s eyes were clenched shut, veins popping on his forehead due to his concentration. He was unsure how much longer he could keep this form active with the discipline he currently had. Even though he had trained his Oozaru state, the False Super Sayian felt markedly different, like he was playing tug-of-war with the beast for his power! Despite his setbacks, Rafar felt the power flowing through him, the golden tinges flickering through his aura marked his partial ascension! The spheres of the Final Impact technique were about the size of basketballs, and the power of this blast would be the strongest thing Rafar had ever wielded!
Feeling his control over the state slightly increase, for the moment at least, he opened his eyes to survey the situation…..just in time to see NOXA pose. Incredulous at the bio-android’s audacity to pose at a time like this, he called towards her. “Seriously. SERIOUSLY! Come on NOXA that’s not even a clever pose!” He would have face palmed, like he had done so many times before because of the bio-android, but his hands were currently filled with red hot balls of ki! Was that the kind of pose she expected her much-vaunted NOXA force to perform? Ridiculous! Despite his disapproval of NOXA’s talents, Rafar felt the first signs of panic as NOXA’s power seemed to skyrocket, making it an effort simply to stay in position!
Rafar diverted his attention from the situation to his attack, trying to drain the form of as much ki as he possibly could! If he couldn’t help in the punching side of things, at least he could possibly buy his apparent allies a few seconds if need be. His fiery aura flickered in the pounding rain, jumping from full force, to barely an outline, but the twin spheres continued to grow ever bigger.
All of the sudden, a scream with the power to lay waste to planets resounded across the battlefield. NOXA seemed upset about her awful pose being interrupted in such a manner, and had let her displeasure be known in the form of a titanic scream! The sonic wave, emanated from ground zero, ripping up snow and rock like some sort of titanic shovel! Rafar had, once again, resigned himself to death when another fighter swooped in, protecting them both from NOXA’s attack! In response to the fighter’s query, he shook his head tightly, having almost reached the end of his endurance.
Rafar’s eyes snapped shut as the Super Sayian unleashed a blinding ki wave of enormous proportions! Not gonna get a much better chance than this, might as well help out. Cutting his ki supply to the orbs, Rafar’s hands snapped forward, combining the two halves of the attack into one. Rising his voice over the pounding rain, he screamed, “FINAL IMPACT!” His blast, although puny in comparison to the monster barreling towards NOXA, was still substantial from his perspective, exploding from his hands in a large wave! The red lance of ki danced among the raindrops, aiming to hit NOXA from the side while her attention was probably focused on the other Sayian's wave. This attack drew a heavy cost from him however, and he felt his False Super Sayian dissipating as he grabbed his knees, panting. The warrior standing beside him asked if he was alright, to which Rafar would frown, “I’m fine for the moment, unless you…can somehow close the power gap. That’d be….nice.”
Final Impact fired for 415,668 damage
False Super Sayian dropped due to exhaustion, Current Power Level 41,229
KP 0/3
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Post by Zucceta on Jan 8, 2017 19:01:39 GMT
The Great Saiya-man Neo wore it better, the saiyan warrior jokes to herself as the bio-android strikes a pose. Zucceta's eyes narrow as she feels Noxa's power level balloon. It was an exhilarating feeling, like a hurricane. Still, she closes her eyes. There was something... off about that new ki she was generating. Her suspicions are confirmed by the teen-bot's blast to Noxa who, tumbling through the mud and grass, immediately lost the immensity of the energy signature. "It's a trick," Zucceta confirms to herself, audibly, while also actively working to ignore Vi-Poi's comment about ostrich chickens. The bio-android was securely on her level.
If Noxa had been any stronger, it would have wounded her own saiyan pride, as diminished as it was from the average monkey-tailed warrior. Celmaru clearly had that pride; Zucceta noticed that, in his anger, he was fumbling with his sentences. You will not defile another soul... any more?
Zucceta unconsciously tenses as she feels Noxa's ki building up; she then finds herself wincing as the screaming starts, a millisecond before the air fills with a vibrating energy. Zucceta looks to the puppy; Vi-Poi was rushing towards him. She looks to Rafar; Bing, likewise was doing the same. She glances at Celmaru, who was beginning to chant some sort of dumb language, his own energy now rivalling Noxa's, if only for a moment--he'd be fine.
She shrugs, and plugs her fingers in her ears with the speed of an After-Image, closing her eyes as the amplified scream shakes the area. Trees more than a mile away blew over from the technique, but Zucceta stood rooted at the eye of the storm, slightly uncomfortable but otherwise unscathed.
When the attack finished, Zucceta glanced around. The earth was now a churned mass of watery mud, as rain continued to fall.
Neo Great Saiyaman's helmet was gone. Destroyed or buried.
The saiyan warrior growls.
In a flash of speed, she appears next to Bing and Rafar. "Get out of here," she says, her eyes locking onto the half-super warrior. "Don't go too far, because I have a few questions for you. At the moment, though, you're a liability."
Celmaru's beam roars towards Noxa, a white wave of angry life-force. Zucceta trusted that the hybrid did not intend to kill the bio-android. The ex-queen turns to Bing. "She's got quite the voice, huh? And I thought you were loud." She cracks a smile, momentarily, before re-focusing on Noxa. "That beam'll shut her up, I think... but I don't think its over."
In collaboration with her hypothesis, Zucceta's ki begins to build. [SU1 Zanzoken used to avoid the slice of damage aimed at Zucceta (flavored, with Noxa's permission) KP 2/3 Told Rafar to gtfo Began to SU2 Ki Charge 0 - 66%] |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 8, 2017 20:22:39 GMT
Noxa’s voice carried with it a terrible power that cleansed the land, but sadly fell short when it came to the warriors that stood on it. It wasn’t that it didn’t have the power — at least both traitors would have fallen to her clamor. Sadly, the heroes had done what heroes often did: interfere… And these ones seemed particularly good at that, too.
However, the woman’s single-track mind proved to fail her again. As Noxa’s focus poured into that attack, which drew from her every ounce of stored energy, another blast cut through it like butter. In fact, the pure-white beam, going as far as to shield Celmaru from any damage he could’ve suffered from Noxa’s howl, found itself colliding against the vermilion virago with world-shattering force.
Just as she was screaming too. With a mouthful of ‘Olympia’s Incus’, the woman found herself completely under the mercy of the attack. Her body, remaining at the tip of the attack, was speared into the wasted wilderness’ desecrated ground.
Despite her armor, the armor found itself promptly searing the flesh beneath, the violent energy tearing apart any muscle or sinew that strained to fight back against it. Her pained, anguished cry utterly defeated as the blast drilled her further and further into the Earth, the rock and soil beneath her crumpling like styrofoam.
The further she was drilled down, the lower her projected ki became — the inverse of what had just happened above ground. Noxa, now, began suppressing her ki; attempting to buy herself some time.
As the attack's strength deteriorated, Noxa was left so far underground that the could no longer hear the sound of the drumming monsoon. Just as she thought it was over, a final impact crashed into her body. This one felt like a sucker punch compared to the beating she just received — adding insult to injury. By now, her suppressed ki would be about as low as she could push it.
Lying battered and broken, Noxa took a moment of respite, partly attempting to gather herself just as much from her sudden outburst as Celmaru’s onslaught. Must’ve been that Heran temper getting to her. But, also, she laid there partly to enjoy the pain. It was absolutely awful in the most pleasurable way; the pain reminded her she was still alive — and that was good… But it also served as a humbling experience; she wasn’t a goddess — she was an organism like all those out there.
Well, almost all of them.
They all had the same innate directives scribed into every fiber of their being.
Behind her broken mouthpiece, Noxa grit her teeth as her temper began to swell up again. It was too late to back down. At this point, the ‘flight’ in 'fight or flight' was just a vestigial concept.
Just as those thoughts churned into the woman, the downhill sliding of mud and rainwater finally reached the bottom of that tunnel, beginning to slush-up against Noxa’s gaping wounds. That, of course, stung on its own accord. Steam billow up as the Bio Android let out a hissing breath; her xanthic gaze glowing brightly in the drkness. Her body was razed, but she could go on still!
The decimated amazon's right arm shot up against the tunnel’s wall, gripping at it as she began to pull herself up against the cascading muck. The carapace of that hand had long since been ripped off by Celmaru's attack. The flesh began to steam against the high temperatures brought of the deep sub terrain. This pain was paltry in comparison to what she had just suffered; she worked through it, fueled by her malicious, seething indignation.
‘Those sacrilegious, arrogant heroes. T-they probably think they won!’
The woman would’ve used her other arm to climb, but she only now noticed it must’ve been disintegrated somewhere along the way — in reality it had been ripped away just before she was sentenced to Tartarus. That arm, still remained above ground for all to see.
How the hell did Celmaru muster up all of that strength anyway?! He was WEAKER THAN HER! A wise old man once warned her about the inner strength that those who ally themselves with good could tap into — some bullshit about the desire to protect. To Noxa, it was certainly just that — bullshit! And she was going to prove it!
Instead, the scarlet vines would begin smashing into the tunnel’s walls aiding in her ascension. She still had a long way to go, when what little visible light from above began to fail — as she tunnel collapsed above her.
The woman wailed in frustration, though her screams were long muffled by the miles of rock and much above her.
Her ire only build up more and more. ‘I-I'M GOING TO GET UP THERE INTO THAT STORM, AND WHEN I DO — I'M GOING TO TEAR THIS CONTINENT ASSUNDER!'
All hot air — steam being let off. Noxa wouldn't harm this world; it was beautiful. It was its people she had begun to develop a loathing for. Still, in her rage, controlling her thoughts was not a priority.
Noxa was pushed seven miles into the Earth by the attack. PL Suppressed to 1 Noxa has been disarmed Tunnel she formed collapsed as she was climbing back. No KP used
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