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Post by Vi-Poi on Jan 8, 2017 23:50:54 GMT
Vi-Poi let out a low whistle between his teeth as the Cezar Iovis quite literally buried Noxa in a riot of flashing light and obliterated rock. His blue eyes glanced sidelong at Celmaru, widening in mild alarm. He didn’t think the weirdly-antisocial guy was this strong. The unforeseen power made him immediately suspicious. Just what kind of job did he have, anyway? An initial scan of his face couldn’t find an Employee Globo-Check ID match anywhere on Earth. Vi-Poi’s mouth turned to a crooked frown.
His job is Walker’s stodgy tagalong, remember? Poi’s ghost said flatly.
Whoever he really was, the attack had obliterated Noxa’s energy signature. If it buried her any further, her corpse would take a lava bath. Vi-Poi would have preferred to keep her alive, but given the circumstances, he wasn’t going to protest her abrupt death.
“Nice shot,” The android said to Celmaru as the ground continued to quake, ripping apart violently. “Walker teach you that?”
Before Celmaru could answer, Vi-Poi floated to where Mr. Floofs lay, his fur body broken and near death. He raised a knife hand, letting out a kiai as he thrust his arm forward. A telekinetic umph burst out some earth nearby, and he spooled up his psychokinetics further for fine-tuned manipulation. With an upended tree he made a rudimentary splint of sorts, striping off all of the branches and whipping them away. He was as gentle as possible when handling the great beast, but he wasn’t used to doing any sort of triage, and not on any giant dog with via telekinesis. Blue Banner Army medical treatment data was typically slated for humanoid patients. Setting the bone elicited faded wimpers. He used some of the broader fir limbs as a bootlegged gauze, packing snow and ice and clumping it against the animal’s many wounds before sealing them as best he could. Finally, and ever so slowly, he edged the animal out of its rut, keeping careful balance of its entire mass so as not to move anything out of place. His hand swept slowly to the side like a conductor drawing musical lines in the air, towards the small dirt pit he’d made. Cradling the dog into the hole, a slump of relief fell across his shoulders and he finished this act by splitting more trees and making a tented shelter of sorts.
A faint memory of Poi echoed across his mind, one he’d never known before. Poi was shoveling heaps of dirt on top of a golden-furred cat, tears stinging his eyes. Crushed by the mailman’s hovercar. His name was Fraidy.
Vi-Poi wirelessly flagged for an Emergency Medical Response Unit, and summoned a Special Recovery Team from Dr. Slouch as well. I want this Bio-Android studied, He transmitted to BBA’s top scientist Whatever they can scrape up.
He turned back to the others, and flew to Zucceta and Bing’s side. The rain was still pouring, and had soaked through his I <3 Bao shirt and pajamas. The animated heart was beating sluggishly now, the nanites warm against his chest as they tried to overcome the cold rain. “What should we do with this guy?” He asked his friends, nudging his head toward Rafar.
(Some triage preformed on Mr. Floofs with Psycho Switch [UT3] )
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Jan 10, 2017 23:46:50 GMT
With the fading radiance of Olypmia's Incus, the hybrid would begin to experience after-effects. Forcing an energy output of that magnitude, especially through a single arm, brought any remaining excess bursting throughout his forearm. A minuscule glow appeared only to rupture the internal anatomy of the hybrid's now shivering limb. A sharp gasp of a pain escaped his throat, spurts of a red substance erupting from his forearm. Celmaru would come to grasp his self-inflicted injury with a free hand, a simple support to cover up for now. The Premier's inquiry, meanwhile, felt akin to small talk. The hybrid glanced at the azure android before speaking in response. "...No."Returning his gaze upon the flattened landscape before him, the only visible remains of Noxa sat in the mud. A single arm, albeit seemingly that which was more hand than anything else. With what blood seeped out of it, the hybrid trudged forward; simply to stand beside the last pieces of his "student". Memories of a promising start would fuse with sights of a bitter end. Noxa's actions were ludicrous, startling, irritating, infuriating, and more...yet it was strange to finally see the end of her. The rain battered the hybrid's skull, his thoughts dispersing with every few droplets. Celmaru was cold, he desired sleep; it wasn't worth being angry now, especially if Noxa had truly perished from that beam. "..."Within the sporadic processes of his exhausted mind, the hybrid suspected something, something from Noxa. Of course, within her own plausible death, the Super Saiyan would suspect something terrible of her. Thoughts of Walker, another Bio-Android such as Noxa, came across him. The tree man healed a bit swiftly, didn't he? That scarlet menace couldn't have hidden somewhere, could she? The hybrid knew that she held enough ability to at least somewhat suppress her Ki, or even flee at extreme speeds. Shifting his now bloody hand to his belt rings, a light blue capsule became visible within his reddened palm. "Let's hope this one doesn't explode."With a puff of smoke, a generic blue scouter came into existence once again. Clasping his fingers around the scouter's surface, avoiding the lens, the hybrid forced himself to utilize his injured arm for a brief moment. A repetitive beeping alerted it's owner of nearby powers, audibly strained from the immense numbers. Shifting the device around, scans of what were presumably animals were displayed within the lens. 'Ten, thirty three, fourteen, six...'
'One, ninety nine, seven...'
'One again...'Celmaru's arm plummeted to it's respective side, leaving the device the run as it's owner began to believe that Noxa truly perished. With another 'one' displayed upon the scouter, the took another brief scan; this time above. Nothing there. Shifting his left arm back into its slack position, 'one' was shown once more. Furrowed brows set above glaring eyes.
"Did she dare...?"The mud beneath him shifted somewhat, taking the hybrid by surprise. Stepping back, the hybrid witnessed an unearthing of a mole. A mole's nose, to be specific. Twitching briefly, it retreated back into the earth as swiftly as it came. A sigh escaped the hybrid's lips; this was ridiculous. Grasping the scouter a bit tighter, the hybrid took a moment to spit at the disembodied arm nearby. Failing to spit atop the intended target, the hybrid wiped his forehead, dragging his fingers over his eyes as he began to step away from the remains of Noxa.
"...I need more sleep."
Apologies for the delay! Here's a post for you all! Just scanning for any Noxa-Bits. <,< Bing Gan |
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Post by Bing Gan on Jan 12, 2017 8:50:01 GMT
As the winds die down, and Noxa's fate remains unclear, Bing sighs. Celmaru's attack had been quite formidable, but so too was its intended target. Assuming she would go down so easily was the fools way. There was Ki all around, and in that newly formed hole was a very intentionally weak Ki. Noxa was biding her time below the dirt, but in what way would she strike? As the five warrior's awaited the crimson predator's return, they talked among themselves.
Bing smiled at Rafar as the orange-gold tint to his hair died out. His false ascension to Super Saiyan had worn down, and he had returned to his original form. "I can't do much about the power gap right now, sadly. If you're in need of training after all this, perhaps we can work something out."
The Former Guardian turned to Zucceta, a playful smirk on his lips at her quip. "I'm the loud one, eh? Last I remember you were the one who liked doing all the shouting." He cleared his throat, and in his best Oozaru voice, he shouted: "What happens when you combine the bestial with the divine?!" He coughed lightly at the end of his impression, before turning to Vi-Poi, who'd landed beside the two of them.
"This guy only wanted to help." He stated plainly. "If he was truly all that bad, he woulda been helping the red one, don't you think?"
His attention turned to Celmaru, who was now wearing a scouter. Bing eyed the martial artist closely. This young man was an oddity above all else. A Super Saiyan who had barely been seen by anyone other than Walker before the last few months, and had apparently tutored a murderous alien. His brooding nature, his silence, and his power added up to make a very odd fellow. Why did all the strange ones have to be so strong?
"Hey Zucceta." He turned back to the Ex-Queen, a curious brow raised. "How common would you say the Super Saiyan transformation is now compared to a few years ago? Do you think that by having someone unlock the form, that it somehow caused a chain reaction in the other members of the species?"
His question was off-topic, but with Noxa still biding her time beneath the dirt, it couldn't hurt to ask. It was something that had been on his mind since he'd seen a little prince unlock the form the same way Queens and Warrior's did. Rage was a prevalent thing, but as far as Bing knew, rage didn't exactly unlock the Super Saiyan form in any random joe until recently. What caused this metamorphosis to break out like wildfire in recent years?
As he awaited his allies response, he turned his attention back to the muddy ground, waiting for any signs of movement.
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Post by Rafar on Jan 13, 2017 0:12:12 GMT
Flickers of light flashed against Rafar’s body as he tried in vain to return to his awesome new form, but he simply couldn’t do it, he was too drained. The False Super Sayian simply had chewed through his ki like it was nothing. He would definitely need to train quite a bit if he wanted to keep of a sustained fight with it. At least it looked like he was going to get a quick rest break, not even NOXA’s great power would let her get back up quickly from that last attack!
The sweat pouring from every pore was abruptly shoved off his scalp by a quick burst of wind coming from behind him. The Sayian’s head snapped around to see the Sayian queen Zucceta standing right before his eyes, in all of her Super Sayian glory. He clenched his teeth, as usual the Queen was ruining his life yet again, this time making him run like a coward from the fight he himself had started. From a purely practical standpoint, it was true that he was being a massive liability to his saviors, but he didn’t feel much like consulting logic right now. Delaying his answer for right now, he glanced over to where NOXA had been entombed in solid Earth. Was she really dead? It didn’t seem possible that the amazon was gone for good, but he supposed if any team could kill her it was this one.
Or at least 3 of the four warriors could. The Super Sayian that had launched the massive beam was now wandering around muttering himself while wearing a blue scouter. Was he….ok? Rafar slowly straightened, giving the Sayian a concerned look. The last thing he needed right now was an insane Super Sayian, that would put the icing on the metaphorical cake. At least someone wasn’t treating him like a patch of air or a liability. World-weary, he smiled, “Nothing new with me being weak, I could never match NOXA in combat, no matter how much I trained.” He shrugged, “She didn’t always used to be this crazy, I mean she was always a bit ditzy, but never evil. I will take you up on that training offer though.”
He started as Vi-Poi asked the group “what to do with him”, “If you’re trying to imply that I was helping NOXA, you’d be wrong.” Rafar clenched a fist, furious at the accusation, “The whole reason I was fighting her in the first place is because she nearly killed me when I got angry at her for murdering everyone.” It was perhaps not the most tactful of speeches, but Rafar’s anger from earlier hadn’t entirely left him. He gave a quick, sharp nod to Zucceta, “I won’t go far.” He lifted off, slowly moving towards a rock formation a couple miles away to view the battle.
Attempting to gtfo as per Zucceta's instructions
If no one stomps on the little guy, I'll take pl for this
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Post by Zucceta on Jan 14, 2017 20:34:32 GMT
Zucceta lets out a descending whistle through pursed lips as the radiant gooble-de-gook beam speared the bio-android into the earth. "That was pretty improbable," she muses loudly, twiddling her thumbs.
She grins at Bing's retort, recalling (with somewhat fondness) the speech she gave as she unveiled the Super Oozaru form. She did enjoy drama. "Touche."
Of course, the saiyan queen did not expect the crimson chin to be destroyed by that attack. It was extremely inconvenient that Celmaru's dumb attack had continued for so long into the earth. In fact, Zucceta continued to realise, that attack was almost dangerous--if it had continued the Earth's core might have been destabilised. She shoots a hard glare at the obnoxious hybrid, who had somehow managed to destroy his arm. "What, is this fucking amateur hour, now? The last time I saw someone hurt themselves with a ki discharge, I was seven years old--and they were too! Its almost statistically impossible for this to happen, its your own LIFE FORCE!" She shouted at the warrior. She'd left out that some techniques WERE self-damaging, like that Kikoho those girls were keen on... but normal attacks? Come ON.
"I guess its more dramatic, now that you're damaged, if she emerges from that hole in the ground sparkly-new, huh?" The queen says wryly, genre-savvily, as the martial artist decides to scan into a seven mile hole. She resists the urge to pinch the bridge of her nose. When he spits at Noxa's dispossessed arm, the coal-haired warrior rolls her eyes. "Yep. Confirms it. Not all earthlings are spiritual masters. The dream is dead." She gives Celmaru two sarcastic thumbs up, face spread into a fake look of wonderment, eyes wide and jaw open. "YOU DOIN' IT CLASSY-STYLE!"
She glances at Vi, who referred to the now-exitting Rafar. "He's not the monster here, but nonetheless we should keep an eye on him. He might know more than he's letting on." Turning to the younger saiyan, she says sternly: "'No matter how much' you trained? Pah. Saiyans have infinite combat potential if they just do the right practice. Just now, you tapped into that potential with your... Pseudo-Grade form." She believed it, too, although was playing up to his saiyan pride; she believed that ALL individual have infinite potential, these days. Her preconceptions of the world had been changed. "Keep up and one day you'll be able to beat me... maybe," she grins.
Finally, she responds to Bing's question about Super Saiyan forms. "I don't think its a "chain reaction;" I think, necessarily, everyone is being pushed to reach new limits. Its not an inactive process, its competition." She smiles. "We haven't had any Super Saiyans in at least a thousand years, I reckon. Not since the time of... I don't know, King Boliko. If there had been more Super Saiyans, I think the borders of the SSE would have expanded far sooner, or in waves. But when you get one Super Saiyan, another saiyan'll get jealous and try to reach for the form... and that rivalry creates legends."
She refocuses on that damn hole in the earth. "Anyway, odds-on the murderess bursts out with a dramatic speech?" All the while, the queen continued to charge... although her target wasn't Noxa. Instead, her eyes settled on Celmaru. He was Walker's buddy--the tree man who, notoriously, tried (and failed, barely) to kill Zucceta just months earlier. Celmaru's energy did not scream "evil" but it also did little to comfort the ex-mercenary.
She'd be on guard. And, besides.
He was kind of pissing her off.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 14, 2017 21:27:22 GMT
The pup, whose fur once was all kinds of huggable, was bloodied and muddied — sullied as was just about everything on the battlefield. His consciousness was long since passed, but his body was kept alive by Vi’s grace.
It’s a shame Zucceta wasn’t a betting woman, because she was on-point.
Shortly after the tunnel’s collapse, deep within the ground, but far from anything truly important, the Bio Android found her contempt growing. Her ‘Biomass’ would begin spilling from her wounds; her body’s metabolism hastening to heal her. A gift from her Namekian brethren, one she would put to good use.
Before her body had been fully healed, her ki began to climb up — just like her form through the buried sediment. Her duo-layered aura enveloped the she-beast, who gritted her teeth as her body shoved the ground aside in an impressive display of power.
As she torpedoed closer to the survace, her ki, too, rose to its natural level. By the time she pierced through the surface, causing a large upheaval of ground and mud to spew after her. The woman’s body still looked injured — the missing arm only now growing fingers, but the process was quick. She made a beeline for her sensei, hardly saying a word as she began assaulting him with kicks, while her hair whipped and pierced down at his body like a scorpion's tail.
Her mind was aware that traitors currently distanced themselves from the battlefield, but the virago’s ire was focused; she took note that Celmaru’s arm was damaged, but she was about to do just as much of it TO HIS FACE!
“BY THE TIME IM DONE WITH YOU YOU WON'T JUST HAVE THAT STUPID SCAR ON YOUR UGLY MUG!”
[ Namekian Regen Used ]
[ NO KP used ]
Noxa is trying to snatch Celmaru's weave
Insults hurled
Not stopping Rafar(l8r g8r)
To clarify something —
Noxa wasn't even close to getting through the crust. Also, fun fact: the furthest humans ever dug was 7.6 miles.
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Post by Vi-Poi on Jan 15, 2017 1:43:07 GMT
After having a good chuckle or two over warrior-queen’s ribbing of Celmaru ( Classy-Style, must steal, Poi’s ghost thought), the azure android listened thoughtfully as she and Bing had a brief discussion about the astounding amount of Super Saiyans and other strong fighters cropping up lately. He had his own theory about that, but it had less to do with the fighters and more to do with broader nature. If chi was a living force, then maybe it went through cycles of dormancy and activity, like a forest. Or breathing.
He was about to chime in when a series of beeps pulled his attention downward. His built-in scouter pinged Noxa’s signature returning to its full measure. The earth was trembling.
The ground suddenly burst with an amazing spray of earth and mud, and the deformed body of what only could be a half-blasted Noxa flew into the air. It wasn’t the first time someone had tried to surprise him with a grave-side rebound. Reikiko had done something similar.
“Oh, look, she was just playing possum,” Vi-Poi said to the others, flat and undramatic. Zucceta had called it. “You should have stayed down!” The android called as the monstrous form closed quickly with Celmaru.
He turned to Bing and Zucceta, whose aura was still growing. “Screw this, it's like they're fighting in a private booth for two.” He told them, breaking off from his friends to get some room so he could really let loose.
When he was at a safe distance, Vi-Poi webbed his fingers together, cracking his knuckles, arching his yttrium-alloy spine until it popped too. “Been a while since I’ve used this move, but I think I can remember the way it goes.” The bright-eyed android surveyed the two clashing warriors, white lines crossing in his blue irises as he found Noxa with his Lock-On. He didn’t want to wipe out Celmaru, too.
“You there! The biotic bimbo attacking the young man suffering from chi incontinence, I am talking to youuuuu!” Vi-Poi began in an overwrought, nasal falsetto, curling a fist on his waist as he circled them for a good angle of attack. “You’re kinda running low on my good graces.” He raised his other hand, a white orb of wavering chi blooming around it. “But, due to the Classy-Style kinda guy that I am, I’m still going to give you one last chance, after a brief message from our Red Ribbon sponsor.”
The chi ball brightened like a flashbulb as he reared his elbow back, the flood of elvish light suddenly popping into a sizzling and smoky shadow. An ominous red core began to pulse within the orb of darkness, which grew more intense with each beat, more solid and real. The stormy sky above Vi-Poi was a smear of crimson, reflecting some otherworldly glow. Vi-Poi looked at his Bullet, and laughed. The old Red Ribbon Army technique, made for an android who didn’t turn out quite the way its designer must have intended, was primed and ready. “Enjoy this blast from the past! Final Extinction Bullet!!!” The orb shot off his hand faster than a lightning bolt, seeking cataclysmic communion with the red-haired chimera, searching her out with what must seem a mind of its own.
After launching the attack, Vi-Poi drifted back some, fanning himself with the soaked collar of his I <3 Bao t-shirt. It'd taken quite a lot of his reactor throughput. Even his ghost was tired.
(Final Extinction Bullet [UV3 (Chasing) ] headed for Noxa, 7,325,548 PL intending knockout)
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Jan 16, 2017 23:48:33 GMT
The hybrid's paranoid scan finally concluded, the scouter vanishing within a similar puff of smoke. Yet another puff would occur, a roll of gauze would replace the device. With the soon-to-be arrival of his children; preparation would be the best course of action...at least to Celmaru. Flapping his arm around briefly, a light stinging sensation befalling him, a haphazard process of bandaging himself would transpire as he began to take his leave. Unfortunately, at least one person had to make another comment...or two...or five. Perhaps ten? Glancing over to the one who began to speak, the hybrid only saw the "Queen" spouting sarcasm and maligning words. The hybrid's brows briefly furrowed, a loose gauze strip being tugged into place. Celmaru would only whisper his response. "I'm sorry I'm not everything you wanted me to be, Your Highness."'A little discharge from a little bit of anger and then royalty gives me shit; what a time to be alive.'The Super Saiyan hybrid's thoughts turned bitter as his last few glances at the group came about. The Premier, Earth's Hero, the Saiyan "Queen", an exiting Saiyan...what an unlikely mismatch. The one that was taking his leave appeared at least vaguely concerned with the situation, however left soon enough. Regardless, Celmaru desired to keep himself away from both the Premier and the Saiyan "royalty" as soon as possible; who knows what they may have heard about him. Liam has likely done enough to get his name around and shove into some pit of anguish. Unfortunately, leaving quietly wasn't as simple for him as it was for Rafar. With a sudden outburst of both Ki and muddy earth, the scarlet virago returned from the depths. The rise of Ki had urged the hybrid to turn, yet that was his first mistake. Rammed into the mud akin to a rag-doll, only half of the Super Saiyan's arm was covered, and the rest of the gauze flew away from his palm. Splashing into the mud, the material would only writhe uselessly as the hybrid felt all Hell be unleashed upon his skull. Stinging whippings and sharp spikes lashed at his facial structure; the mud beneath him tossing his head right back at the Bio-Murderer at their rebound. Several strikes in, an audible snap, almost akin to a crunch transpired. The hybrid couldn't feel his jaw anymore. Celmaru's vision became blurry and incomprehensible. The scarlet Bio-Android's heels cut into the Super Saiyan's cheeks, his cheekbones also receiving such punishment. The skin upon the hybrid's forehead began to burn, a chunk of one of his teeth flopped past his tongue. An immense pressure pressed down atop his right brow alongside a sharp stab just beside his eye. Hair whipped at his ears and further burning sensations raged all over his skull. Celmaru began to taste the thick, coppery substance. Blood; so much more of it beyond that collection of cuts from before. Celmaru felt further rage, yet only at himself. Over twenty years of working to this point, and a Bio-Woman that was likely only as old as Walker, given her actions before this night, overcame him in a few months. From what the hybrid had seen, she practically sat around and made everyone's lives worse. Years of work, outdone. Months of training, outdone. Now it appeared as if death was mere inches above him; beaten to death by the thing that he once believed would become a protector. How moronic. What little curtailment he had left began to slip away, sliding into nothing more than one bare-bones emotion. With the Premier accumulating energy for a super-powered bullet, or blast, even; the hybrid's eyes would fade into white. Celmaru's vision would whiten out into nothing, he was blinded. Actually, no...it wasn't blindness. Rage. Rage, fury, the epitome of his primary negative emotion. Within the broken, bloodied maw of Celmaru Waterfield, an animalistic, furious roar escaped him. The golden aura of the facially broken Super Saiyan multiplied in size, growing beyond Noxa's figure. Not one more moment would Celmaru be left so helpless; a useless warrior among giants. For one selfish burst, it began. With a broken jaw, screaming would be the only unfettered form of "communication". Yet, with a furious telepathic message, it would be ripped asunder as soon as it was formed.
'I WILL FUCKING MURDER YOUUU!!'Regardless of whether or not Noxa would receive such a message or not, with a swift roll off to his side; an ascended hybrid revealed himself. Slapping his hip, grasping his pants; the hybrid proceeded to tear his pocket, along with the denim, completely off of his leg-wear. A puff of smoke occurred once more, a minuscule bean being flung into the Super Saiyan's mouth. Attempting to consume the bean, the hybrid grasped his jaw, only to swiftly slam it into his upper teeth. GULPThe wounds faded, the broken jaw realigned, and Celmaru fully recovered in an instant. Haphazardly wiping the smeared blood away, his palms almost scraping the substance away, the ascended hybrid continued on with his final scrape. Celmaru tugged at his shirt's collar, soon tearing the entire thing off of him. The tatters of the removed clothing fluttered before lying uselessly within the mud. Electricity arced around his frame, persistently remaining with the newest plateau of power; a truly ascended Super Saiyan. With that, another, far more vigorous roar bellowed out from the hybrid's throat.
"NOXAAAAAAAAA!!!"
Now Celmaru is really done with your shite, Noxa.
Senzu Bean eaten! KP and wounds recovered!
KP: 3/3
Celmaru has ascended to Super Saiyan Two. Noxa is his only target.
PL is now 9,324,369.
Bing Gan
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Post by Rafar on Jan 16, 2017 23:57:28 GMT
(Rafar has escaped, taking pl for this)
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Post by Bing Gan on Jan 18, 2017 3:42:52 GMT
Bing nodded at Zucceta as she spoke her response. Her reasoning was solid enough. After all, it wasn't like only the Saiyans had become strong recently. All types of creatures were titanic monsters of Ki nowadays. Humans, Namekians, Androids, Arcosians. Pretty much everything you could think of had some stake in the running. Before he could continue the conversation any further, Noxa burst out of her hidey-hole, her body still recovering from Celmaru's attack. She charged for Celmaru, trading blows before eventually decking him cleanly with an intense amount of strength. The force of her final strike seemed to be enough to dislocate Celmaru's jaw, bringing back some very uncomfortable memories for the Former Guardian. "Jeez. It's been a while since I've been able to spectate a bare-knuckle brawl. I forgot how brutal we can be sometimes."In the midst of all the action, it seemed Vi had become bored of being just a spectator. He wanted a piece of the pie as well! The Azure Android shot skyward, firing off a bullet of energy aimed right for Noxa! Bing rooted for his robot pal internally, floating into the sky to get a better view of the action. A few moments later, Bing would hear the sound of cloth ripping apart. He turned, watching Celmaru ruin his pants as he snagged a bean from his pocket. Quickly popping it into his ruined mouth, it quickly became apparent what the intent of the bean was. Celmaru's wounds slowly healed, and with it, came a massive fount of power from within! His Ki exploded like a volcano, and with his newly found power came the second level of the Super Saiyan form. Bing's brow furrowed. This could be bad. "Yo Queenie! What'd you call this one again? Mega-Grade or something?"From what Bing could recall, Zucceta wasn't exactly herself when she first tapped into this "Super Duper Saiyan" form. She was much more violent, and seemed to be a little more careless. If Celmaru had become blinded by rage, there was a chance he'd turn on Bing and his friends once Noxa was dealt with. Bing studied the wild warrior's movements carefully, readying himself for anything that might come his way.
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Post by Zucceta on Jan 19, 2017 11:24:48 GMT
Zucceta does a fist-pump with her right arm, grinning slightly as Noxa bursts from the earth. "Called't."
As Vi-Poi begins his quasi-comedic posturing and decree, Zucceta's eyes transfix on Celmaru's shaking form. He'd reeled back from the crimson-haired fiend's blow, his jaw clearly dislocated or not broken. The queen of all saiyans, however, felt something in the air change, like an air pressure increase but on another place of existence. It was that time. She could sense it approaching. As the hybrid, angry, shaking, popped the senzu bean into his mouth, Zucceta saw the future.
"It's Full-Grade," she corrects Bing Gan, as a wave of power emanates from the hybrid.
Zucceta's mind whirls. She is cast back into her past. She sees herself from a distance, a being of pure rage, a broken Bing Gan, a howling void in her eyes. She sees Etoru, a manifestation of grief and stress, bearing down on her, deaf to her words.
Her own ascended eyes coldly assess whether to put a hole through Celmaru's gut or not.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 21, 2017 9:48:07 GMT
Noxa was a simple-minded creature at the core. One fueled primarily by emotions and a limited understanding of the world. The woman had little experience regarding the social dynamics of Earth and a comparatively endless set of experiences regarding the unforgiving nature of a sand-bound battleground of a world. Noxa was a fish who never quite learned to swim, and was instead taken out of the water and attempted to fly. It should’ve come to no surprise that she would tunnel vision, focusing any kind of taunt or target regardless of strategic priority.
From the distance, as Noxa unleashed hell on Celmaru through an emotion-fueled flurry, the back of her mind hardly recognized the call of attention by the blue bot. The word ‘Bimbo’ likely would’ve caught her attention, but unfortunately for her something else was a little louder: the sound of her anger pushing her to do something that her rational mind would rebuke. That sound was a gut-churning crunch coming from Celmaru’s Jaw.
That sound caused Noxa to stop dead in her tracks, promptly removing the bloodied heel from being lodged between flesh and bone. Noxa gulped, the idea of consequences beginning to dawn on her as she realized what she had done. Phae was going to murder her.
“Oh, sh-- hey, are you alr--”
Before her question could be finished, a wave of power and pressure washed over Noxa. It was, for a lack of a better word, big. Bigger than her own. The immense wave that hit the Bionic Bimbo caused her to flinch. The woman's xanthic gaze fixated on the explosive, blinding golden aura of her teacher. Noxa took a step back. Then another.
Numerous times before, her name came from her sensei’s mouth. Always laced with disapproval, disappointment, and always some kind of irritation... But never had her name been bundled with this intensity of pure, unadulterated rage.
It was almost frightening.
She wasn’t afraid of his power, necessarily; her quasi-fear was something more akin to the sense of impending doom that would befall a child who realized — a little too late — they had done something wrong. To Noxa that ‘something wrong’ wasn’t taking the life of a criminal, a Saiyan, nor the innocent hybrid and his decadent transhumanist sister. To Noxa that ‘something wrong’ was having let her anger get the best of her, causing her to lash out towards one of the select few people she had truly bonded with.
Even then, Noxa rose her hands to resume combat; though her stance was clearly a defensive one. The fact she made mistakes didn’t change the fact that she had an infestation of heroism to stomp out.
The aforementioned tunnel visioning found itself manifesting as a literal pain in her backside.
Ignoring the frantic flickering of her antennae, warning her about the truckload of ki about to hit her, Noxa soon found a world-shattering impact sending her skidding across the rain-beaten mush that the battlefield had become.
It all happened too fast for things to register in her mind initially... Both the pain and realization of what had happened only came to Noxa by the time she was face down in the mud, with the monsoon pounding down against the torn flesh of her upper & lower back. Her thick black blood pouring from her wound, turning gray as it was diluted by the relentless rain. That blood loss caused her to feel cold, despite the ardent pain that came with the eviscerated nerve endings.
It was hard to tell if her nervous system had completely blacked out after the impact. The virago didn’t remember skidding about, but the fact Celmaru’s aura felt a few dozen meters off to the side instead of directly next to her was a good indication of what had happened. She tried to move her legs; nothing. She tried to move her arms; she could barely twitch her fingers. The only thing that seemed to be operating relatively fine was her scarlet mane, which writhed meakly amidst the sediment.
Noxa has an 'oh shit' moment. Again(?)
Taken the full brunt of Vi's attack; sent skidding in the mud.
Back is completely blown open, won't go into much of the boney details.
Immobilized, mostly (neck down) on the ground.
Trying to gather her wits.
No KP used.
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Post by Vi-Poi on Jan 21, 2017 21:26:23 GMT
The azure android shielded his eyes from the glare of light blazing from Celmaru’s body as his chi nearly doubled. The falling rain exploded outward from the charging Super Saiyan, pelting upward against Vi-Poi’s body. Data streamed in his vision, the new energy signature lining up closely next to those he’d seen in both Zucceta and Etoru.
“No way!” Vi-Poi shouted. Another one?! Poi’s ghost demanded.
He lowered his arm, peering wide-eyed over to Zucceta and Bing in disbelief. Zucceta looked pissed, and she was harnessing enough energy to turn anyone in the Universe to toast.
Vi-Poi turned back to Celmaru, scowling. How could this no-name fighter match a legendary warrior like Zucceta’s Full Grade form? First a seven-year-old, and now this. It had to be hybridization between humans and Saiyans. There was something special about the combination.
Before Vi-Poi could decide what to do, his Final Extinction Bullet slammed into the distracted Noxa, casting her down into the ground. She skittered in a great furrow, driving up the earth as the black ball of chi erupted with a stone-pulverizing roar, washing the surroundings with a red splash of light. Her power level buckled and collapsed under the energy of his unanticipated attack, and when the rain swept the smoke away, she lay there crushed, her long locks of living hair twitching like a bug that’d just gotten stepped on.
He gawked at his attack’s success. The Bullet was a chaser that gained speed and precision as it went along – he never expected its first try to hit. Most fighters would have looked up, would have seen the strike coming, and dodged it. Noxa hadn’t even raised her head.
A realization came over him, and Vi-Poi howled out a loud, gleeful laugh that burst up from his belly. He nearly doubled over. Poi’s ghost was thundering down his electric veins in a hysterical fit.
They were amateurs! The both of them. They’d gained tremendous power, but didn’t know what to do with it. One couldn’t control his chi, and the second fought with all the mental acumen of a Saibaman.
The faint buzz the nearing airships carrying his medical and extraction teams pulled him back towards seriousness, and, wiping away invisible tears of mirth with the back of a hand, Vi-Poi laser-beamed down to Celmaru’s side. “Thanks for all your help, but why don’t you go cool off somewhere and leave the rest to the pros,” Vi-Poi said offhandedly to the new Super Saiyan Level Two, gazing down at the ruin, hands in pajama pockets.
(KP: 1/3)
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Jan 23, 2017 5:08:44 GMT
The Premier's blast came at a vague sort of surprise; the conglomeration of Ki itself previously ignored. Regardless of such, the newly ascended hybrid began to hunch forward, preparing to pounce at the stricken Bio-Droid. The others, as prominently lax about both fighters as they were, continued to spectate this mess of powers. However, Noxa had already begun to face another sort of ordeal...most of which regarding the blast incinerating her "flesh". Repetitive surges of Ki raged upon the hybrid as his patience withered away; his feet stomping at the mud as he resisted outright obliterating Noxa immediately. There was some fun to be had with her pain, surely. A low growl came about as a splash of mud erupted around him. "NNNOOOOXAAAA!"
Unfortunately, the Premier himself took the time to speak with Celmaru. ViPoi's offhand comment brought the hybrid to an abrupt stop. Several snaps of electricity would begin to drag the Super Saiyan back to reality, yet not without shouting at Earth's leader; his lower eyelid twitching. Shifting to glare at the blue android, only two mere words would befall the Administrator. "FUCK OFF!"Then another few words slipped about, suddenly adding to the previous statement. "You...CONDESCENDING SCRAP-HEAP!"It was with that initial retort that urged Celmaru to burst forward, a fist suddenly glowing with a furious light. The light bursting forth as a common sphere of Ki. Shooting skyward, the ascended hybrid attempted to bring down the blast in a swift strike to the Bio-Android's backside. Pondering any other methods of pain, the hybrid allowed his blast to disperse. Making an extra attempt to grasp Noxa's nape, the downward strike would soon suddenly shift into a sideways barrage; albeit still upon the Bio-Murderer's spinal area as a hope of lifting her large body upward. Intending to choke Noxa through the back of her neck, alongside busting her insides, the hybrid didn't really care anymore. If it harmed this irritating menace, it didn't really matter. One punch after another, each attempt bring more force upon Celmaru's fist. "What's wrong Noxa?! FINALLY BIT OFF MORE THAN YOU CAN CHEW? HUH!?"
"CAN YOU FEEL YOUR WRONGDOINGS COMING BACK AT YOU LIKE A SACK OF BRICKS?!"
The ascended Super Saiyan paused ever so briefly. Somewhat forced words scraped at the hybrid's throat.
"You DON'T-!"The hybrid would soon attempt a particularly forceful strike to what appeared to be akin to a kidney. "AGGRAVATE-!"
Once again, a very similar strike intending to lash out against anything that appeared to be a kidney of any sort. Yet there was a pause, just before concluding this whole messy combo.
"EARTHLINGS!"The final component of this enraged combination would consist of Celmaru intending to fling Noxa upwards briefly. Attempting to grasp her ankles, the Super Saiyan would thrust his knee upwards into anything vaguely stomach-like. There was likely to be literal blood upon his hands, and far more likely atop what remained of his left pants leg...at least if any strike connected. Various "ideas" swam about the hybrid's mind, however there would be only one definitive goal. Harm Noxa.
Considered using [N1] Great Blast Crash; decided against it.
Double Kidney-Stomach Punch combo'd instead. :v
KP: 3/3
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Post by Bing Gan on Jan 23, 2017 5:39:28 GMT
A blur of lights and motion occurred shortly after Vi-Poi's blast collided, the intensity of which forced Bing to cover his eyes for a moment or two. When the lights died down, it was revealed that Noxa was face-down in the mud, her body battered and broken. Bing frowned; it felt like they were fighting a child with how little tactical knowledge this girl had. How could she have possibly survived this long, and killed so much, if she could let herself be hit by not only one, but two full-powered blasts back-to-back? He turns to Zucceta briefly, intending on replying to her comment, but his focus on the super girl was lost, ripped away by the sudden shouting of the brutish Super Duper Saiyan. He shouted expletives at Vi-Poi, before charging head-long at Noxa's barely conscious body. The Serpent Master charged ahead too, though his intended target was not one Celmaru would enjoy. With a massive burst of Ki, Bing would slide in from the flank right as Celmaru was about to slam his knee into Noxa. He reeled his fist back, thrusting it forwards with all the force of a freight train. He aimed to hit the Super Saiyan 2 in the cheek, hoping to send him flying across the mud-covered arena. He turned to Vi-Poi, then to Zucceta, and sent them both a telepathic message. "Keep an eye on the girl. She might try to slip away if we're not careful."Another burst of speed, and Bing was chasing after Celmaru again. He skidded to a stop a few feet away from the hulking beast of a man, and spoke sternly. "Look, I know you're angry, but she's down for the count! I won't let you brutalize her because of some grudge you've got. If you want to take out your anger on her, you'll have to get through me first."His ghostly Ki aura burned into existence around him; though he looked fierce, there was a twinge of unease in his gut. It wasn't like he survived against the last Full-Grade Super Saiyan he'd dueled. Then again, that one had much more experience under her belt, and Bing had friends to watch his back this time. Perhaps things would go differently. Or perhaps history would repeat itself.
[KP: 2/3]
Used [N1] Guardian's Rage to stop Celmaru's combo about half-way through.
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