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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Nov 29, 2016 3:20:18 GMT
Starting PL: 24,984, Suppressed to 6246 PL by Heavy Weights Focus your soul. Imagine a honed blade, slicing through the energy of all those who seek to destroy those things most precious to you. Imagine a blade that could reach that man’s heights. Picture all of the power you can and deliver it in one, powerful attack. “Strike….THROUGH!” Tulip’s voice shot through the woods, as she slammed her aura-coated fist into the tree. The giant oak shook but held its ground, mighty trunk only shifting slightly under her powerful strikes. This was the biggest tree in the forest the woman could find, and it had a ki of its own. Something this ancient had a certain strength to it, which resonated in every strike she landed. She could probably punch this tree with her restrained strength for all of eternity and never get any closer to piercing it’s might trunk. Throwing another dozen punches, the woman finally spun around and landed with her back against the tree, sighing audibly. This forest hadn’t been such a bad journey after all, giving the woman time to sort out her emotions and further strengthen her body. After the encounter with the monster of the Capital and the demon, she was quickly realizing that her own idea of strength was far smaller than the world around her encompassed. She leaned back against the tree, staring up into its huge array of branches that spread into an even larger foliage. Birds, animals, and bugs were spread in the huge tree’s warm embrace, which they called their ‘world’. She smiled softly, thinking back on her own home and her friends and family that dwelled there. The young woman pushed herself up, using the tree for help. Looking at the huge tree, the woman grinned and set her fist against the huge tree. “I respect your strength, tree, and will return it in kind. I’m in awe of the life and energy you contain, from the years you have spent on this planet. So, please let me borrow your strength to hone my own feeble might into a slightly stronger!” With the declaration, the woman returned to punching the tree with renewed fervor. None of her punches tore the bark, and the woman continued raining blow upon blow on the spiritually-reinforced surface. She finally stopped, one fist propped against the tree and sweat running down her brow to drip off her chin. She took deep breaths to regain her composure and sighed happily. “This...is really tiring after all. Ha…” The woman pushed away from the tree, when a cold chill shot through her body. Something powerful, something evil, was approaching this place with an extreme pace. It would be here at any minute. The woman shoved away from the tree, throwing her fists up and preparing to face whatever emerged from the forest around her. Nabel
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Post by Nabel on Nov 29, 2016 4:11:01 GMT
Heavy Weights equipped | PL: 36,233 | Weighted PL: 9,058(.25)
"Where is it?" Nabel flew as quickly as he could, his eyes on the lookout for a certain martial arts dojo. If the young man hadn't been gripping onto it, the unopened bag of chips in his hand would've been lost completely. "I should feel his energy from over here. It's massive. There's no way for me to miss it, is there?" He stopped his charge, gasping for breath as he continued to float on.
"Maybe I'm overestimating the range of my Ki Detection." The demon pouted, silently cursing himself for rushing in without a warning. Perhaps if he had called for an appointment, or whatever, he would not be disappointed as he was now. Nabel would have left the forest immediately, had he not sensed the significantly lower ki users who weren't too far off from his area. "Well, I'll take the consolation prize." With that in mind, he grinned, trudging on even further into the forest.
The demon finally neared his destination, panting in anxious anticipation, as he observed the scene. He watched as a Saiyan, in the midst of training, traded blows with a tree. Said tree also had a significant amount of ki. Not an overwhelming amount, but it was outstanding for a creature thought to be non-sentient by some. After he felt that he had watched enough, Nabel continued his advance, crashing into the ground below with a thud. Emerging from a mini-crater, Nabel looked around, pleased to find that he hadn't harmed anything in his excitement.
"Hey there! I couldn't help but notice you were training against that magic energy tree." He turned his gaze towards the Saiyan, raising the bag of chips with his single arm triumphantly. Nabel's distorted mockery of a face was on full display. From his mangy skin, to his bloody stitches, to his missing eyeball, the woman would probably see everything. And the former king was too high on adrenaline to notice this. "So, what's shaking?" He continued cheerily, once again pointing the bag of chips at Tulip. In his hastiness, his cloak opened up a little, revealing more of his dead flesh and a broad dagger hanging on his belt poket. "Oh, how rude of me, want some?" He asked, as his single arm struggled to open the bag. He had yet to notice the tension in the situation, it seemed. "It's BBQ-flavored!"
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Nov 29, 2016 19:21:09 GMT
Tulip’s gaze shot upwards as a figure blotted out the sun for a moment; the sun hid its appearance from the woman, as she began summoning up her Ki to prepare for an assault. The figure fell with a flash, slamming into the ground hard enough to create a crater and send up a cloud of dust. Her emerald gaze peered through the dust cloud, trying to perceive what lay within, what the source of this evil Ki was.
The woman faced what could only be described as a monstrosity. From its decaying flesh, stitches, missing eyeball, and single arm, it appeared to be a corpse given life. She was so shocked by the appearance and smell that she hardly heard the first words to come from his mouth. When he moved his arm, she saw the cloak open and saw more decaying flesh hidden within. She suppressed the urge to be sick as the monstrosity began trying to open the bag it held in its hands. “It’s BBQ flavored!” The monster’s cheery voice was a stark contrast to his horrifying visage, but wasn’t enough for the woman to lower her guard. She could sense his strength, a dark evil power that welled up from deep within, and it scared her. She had sense similar energy in the past, and that belonged to evil demons…all of whom the woman had killed to date.
Clenching her hands into fists, the woman lowered her guard slowly and began walking forward. Thrusting one hand forward, she grabbed the chip bag and tore it open. Not enough to spill the contents, but make it accessible for the decaying monster. Then, suppressing the urge to retch, the woman muttered. “What...brings...you here?”
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Post by Nabel on Nov 30, 2016 1:14:43 GMT
"Oh, thank you! I appreciate that." Nabel bowed gratefully, sounding genuinely touched by the gesture. He grinned, sharp bleached teeth on full display. "Well, I got lost while searching for an acquaintance of mine. He owns a training dojo in this very forest." His tone changed in the sunniest of manners, shifting into one of excitement, his Cheshire Cat grin widening even further. Though that's quickly followed by a soft sigh and a disgruntled pout. "But he's strangely absent today. I can't even sense his ki, and it's supposed to be massive." He nodded, his speech emphasizing how important this stranger was. "I'm based pretty further in the east, so it's a tad bit disappointing to find out that he ain't around." Nabel frowned, kicking a random pebble from the crater backwards with the heel of his foot, before grabbing a chip from the bag.
He was glad that the woman held the bag up for him. It was nice of her. "Anyway, I sensed your energy and just dashed over." He chewed quietly, and put a single hand on his bony hip, once again cheering up. "I figured that it would be a fighter. And I am so glad that my guess was on point." He chuckled. "I was beginning to get worried that I had come here for nothing. Meeting with another warrior changes that though." He nodded eagerly, before raising a brow, tilting on one foot to stare at the tree that Tupil had been training with. It was still odd for flora to be that powerful. "I wasn't expecting to find a tree stronger than most run-of-the-mill martial artists though. That's a definitely a doozy." Nabel shrugged. "I'm guessing it can communicate then, if it gave you permission to hit it. Which is so cool."
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Post by Tulip Waterfield on Dec 3, 2016 23:39:23 GMT
The monster began talking cheerfully. The woman only heard about every word in ten, trying not to dwell on the smell and appearance. She suppressed the urge to be sick as the decaying creature mentioned a colleague in the nearby forest. Tulip averted her emerald gaze to stop staring. Something about a dojo and said colleague being missing. Huge disappointment. The demonic, decaying being finally stopped talking, frowning with his grotesque visage and kicking a pebble into the crater he had come from.
He grabbed a chip from the bag and continued talking. The demon mentioned it had sensed her energy before heading in her direction. Note to self...suppress energy when strength training to avoid more…encounters. The monster put a hand on his hip before laughing. He continued talking and turned towards the tree. He began discussing the tree, voicing how incredible it was that such a powerful object existed here. She noticed when he said it was cool that the tree gave her permission to hit it. That’s when the woman finally cut in.
“I’m not sure...who or what your are...but the smell is horrible. Please finish your chips and leave. I’m using this tree for training only a short while before moving along.” The woman barely managed to keep from being sick, as she turned away and thrust the bag of chips towards the demon. If he had some way to lessen the smell or alter his appearance, it might be bearable. This, though, wouldn’t last long otherwise. The woman would leave before remaining in the presence of such a terrible being, even if they had the greatest intentions known to sentient kind.
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Post by Nabel on Dec 4, 2016 8:54:31 GMT
"Rude much?" Nabel raised a hairless brow, and gave a single, drained tsk, cementing his dismay. With a downright disappointed sigh, he pouted, the insulted expression on his ugly mug turning into one of anger. A sharp set of fangs were on display, an aggressive purr exiting the With that, the munchkin's ki flared up, his raggedy poncho rippling from of the steady stream of power. For a few tense seconds, the demon seemed to glare angrily at Tulip, the stitches across his glowing eye quivering with quiet indignation. A wave of terror seemed to completely engulf the area. Then as quickly as it arrived, the energy vanished without a trace, leaving the demon with a goofy grin on his pudgy little face. "I'm screwing with ya. You looked pretty- funny." He stuck a tongue out, before resuming the power-up pose. Toxicity once again sprung from the lad's figure. He cracked his neck, gross crunches could be heard as he jerked his head repeatedly. "Lemme fix the stench."The demon once again began to growl, the energy that had spread across the area now only emanating from a single source, Nabel's scrawny figure. Steam billowed from the cracks in his chapped hide, as the cloaked figure's skin seemed to melt and meld together, his decaying flesh slowly reforming into something less grotesque. After the minutes of self-induced torment passed, Nabel stopped his pained hissing. He once again looked to the woman for approval, smirking at her impishly. His now scarred skin still gleamed with power, as he attempted to make puppy eyes with the lady. Though his flesh no longer reeked of death, nor was it in a state of decay, it still looked twisted and mangled. Like an old scar that never fully recovered. "Is this any better?"
Demonic Will Activated (x 3 PL boost) | Weighted PL: 27,174 Tulip Waterfield (I tried to cut out as much dialogue as possible! I hope my response is alright. Please tell me if there's anything that you'd like me to change, and I'll be done with it in a jiff.)
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Mayze
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Post by Mayze on Dec 11, 2016 7:01:10 GMT
Tulip WC: 1036 Gains: 2022 PL Old: 35,046 PL New: 37,068 PL
Nabel WC: 993 Gains: 1775 PL Old: 38,282 PL New: 40,057 PL
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