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| Strongest Under The Land Under The Heavens; Medium Quest | |
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| Topic Started: Oct 11 2008, 04:01 PM (161 Views) | |
| Alaric | Oct 11 2008, 04:01 PM Post #1 |
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Strongest Under the Land Under the Heavens Location: Earth Difficulty: Medium Reward: +500 zeni, +2 DP, +15 all stats, +2 Rp Credits, +3 alignment if you destroy the league, -3 to alignment if you become the new champion. Description: An underground fighting league has recognized your skill, and invited you to participate in their infamous martial arts tournament, where the strongest and most vicious martial artists around fight each other, often to the death. Depending on what kind of character you want to be, you can take this opportunity to get close to the head of the league, and put an end to this bloodsport for good, or to show you're the most vicious fighter around, by putting an end to any fighter unfortunate enough to be put against you, and become the new champion of the league. 2 days for completion 10 posts for partial completion 12 posts for total completion * Raditz was stuck in a rut. The same old thing, every day. His last real challenge had been Goku… Since then, it’d been “oh, Raditz, there’s a monster on the loose, please stop it” or “Raditz, please help me, there’s an avalanche, could you stop it?”… Not any actual challenges. The idiots in town didn’t know what he went through, training so hard every day, saving them all, getting a “good job, Raditz” and a possible smile. Nothing. Those stupid humans… No power, no appreciation. “Well… At least I can fight the thugs that the cops put in jail. There are only around 20, now, but… I’m bored,” Raditz smiled. * The hazards of being a hero of West City… Well, first of all, the streets at night are filled with thugs, muggers, and pickpockets. You stay up all night just to protect a man who needs to use his neighbors bathroom!! And there are no clubs, no pretty ladies… Nothing. But there was Capsule Corp., and they had a gravity chamber. What could be better than 100x Earth’s natural gravity to stimulate a challenge? Not much. Of course, turning it that high made Raditz’s bones almost break, but… Better than fighting 100 foot monsters. “Hey, Officers! Would you happen to have the jail keys? I’d like to fight some thugs. Could you open the doors, by any chance…?” Raditz asked. “Sure!! Teach ‘em a lesson about doing crime!!” one laughed. “Fine by us, Raditz!” another opened the door. Raditz walked in, and closed it after him. He heard the lock click, and grinned. The fools. They thought that he was gonna’ kill some thugs? No… Not at all. Rather, he was going to slaughter the lot. That was exactly 163 people who’d done bad deeds. Raditz had a list of the jails and their numbers. * POST 1 DAY 1 |
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| Alaric | Oct 11 2008, 04:23 PM Post #2 |
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Meanwhile, over in Hercule City, a couple of thugs ran at top speed away from the cops. They had masks on, and a thick material in their heavy jumpsuits. If you looked hard enough, you’d realize that they weren’t showing any part of their body but their eyes. “Damn you, Toki! Drake! You’ll pay for this crap!!” shouted the police chief, coming in on a motorcycle, gaining on the thugs. If you could see under the masks, you would have seen the pair grin devilishly and start running just as fast as the motorcycle. The police chief drove doubly as fast, catching up quickly. Toki sweated a bit, then went just as fast. Drake was quick to follow, running at an even higher speed. “Argh!! We will find you, and when we do, we’ll tear your guts out!!” screamed the police chief angrily. Drake smiled, and stopped. He caught the motorcycle, and threw it at the officers. In an instant, half the city exploded. While running, he mooned the officers quickly. It wasn’t seen in the darkness of the night, but if it had been seen… It was green. * “Huff… Huff…” huffed Toki, “Well… That was…” “Entertaining?” Drake offered. “Hm… I would say… Interesting,” Toki answered, “But fun. And yes… A bit entertaining, as well. Who would think robbing suck a small store would result in so much… Er… Exercise.” “Heh heh…” Drake chuckled, “Well… Where to next, boss?” “Hm… That’s a hard choice,” laughed Toki, “I’d say… New York? It’s a big city, lot’s of loot to be had…” “Um… No, please!” Drake begged, “Anywhere else!!” “Hm…?” Toki asked, interested. “I’ve had… Bad… Experiences there…” Drake admitted. “Alrighty then… Our next raid shall be on…” the boss thought for a moment, “Our next raid shall be on West City.” * POST 2 DAY 1 |
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| Alaric | Oct 11 2008, 05:32 PM Post #3 |
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As Raditz entered the bright sunlight of the area that was reserved just for his fights, called the ‘Arena’ by some, he felt his Saiyan nature erupt. The jail cells around it contained every thug, scandal, and cutthroat that Raditz had cleaned out of this particular neighborhood. “Hello, unlucky villains of West City… It’s time to fight. Surge forward, show me your full potential unleashed!” Raditz raised his arms, unlocking the cells. Immediately, a wave of people hit him angrily. Raditzu took over, slashing violently around him in an effort to slice the incoming tide of thugs to pieces. The army of thugs wanted to rip Raditzu to shreds by hand. Either way, Raditzu controlled the battle with his wild offense and quick defense. The thugs knew they were losing… But who would give up? Nobody! They were men, and as they said “men don’t back down to monkeys”. “Give up,” Raditzu taunted, “You’ve got no chance!” The thugs didn’t really give up… Sort of. They just got scared and started beating the crap out of each other to scramble to the doors and escape. That didn’t work, as with a wave of his hands, Raditzu shut the doors. The locks clicked loudly. “Well… This should be fun,” Raditzu remarked as the frightened thugs backed away, “Raise your weapons, and attack!!” They obeyed him. The result? A huge explosion, blowing all of them to tiny little bits. Except of course Raditzu, who’d fired off the Energy Dan. “Well… That helped our Saiyan blood to calm down, eh, Raditz?” Raditzu gave the body back to Raditz. “Sure did. Of course, couldn’t we have done it without KILLING them…?” Raditz smiled. Of course we could. But we didn’t, came Raditzu’s joyful response. Suddenly, a huge explosion came from outside. “I didn’t do that!” Raditz claimed quickly. * POST 3 DAY 1 |
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| Alaric | Oct 11 2008, 05:49 PM Post #4 |
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“Heh heh heh… This is the PERFECT place to reek havoc on civil society!!” laughed Toki, “Let’s hope there’s a hero to kill.” “That’s where I come in, bitch,” Raditz appeared, punching Toki in the face, “Now… Let’s skip right to the part where I bash your face in, eh?” “Right on time, hero! Let’s do this nice and fair… A duel, between the hero and the villain, or in my case, OVERLORD…” Toki chuckled, “Well, well… As you’re the weaker of us, why don’t you decide the rules?” “That’s nice. Classic brawl, the whole land mass is our battle ground. No rules…” Raditz smiled, and added, “Since you’re so weak, I won’t even use my full power. How’s that sound?” “Ha! Use it all… You’ll need it,” Toki smiled as well. “Well, then… What about your friend there?” Raditz asked. “Oh… Yes, him… DRAKE!! Get over here! You’re going to stand right here, and act like a dumb minion. Cheer me on, you know. Well?” Toki called. “Yes, boss,” Drake walked over and stood in place, “Woo! Go Toki!!” “Raditz, Raditz, Raditz…” a small chant started from the crowd of citizens, “RADITZ, RADITZ, RADITZ,” it grew louder, “RADITZ, RADITZ, RADITZ!” the chant was deafening at this point. “Well… There’s the people of the town, right on schedule!!” Toki leaped forward to hit Raditz!! He ended up on the ground, bleeding from several places. A simple knee to the gut and several punches had almost KO’d Toki in an instant. But no, the masked villain rose to the challenge, angrily. “So much for being Mr nice guy…” Raditz dropped the heavy cloak that he’d been wearing, and threw it aside along with his cape and gloves, “Well, Mr Toki, this looks like it should end quickly. Would you like to go next…?” * POST 4 DAY 1 |
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| Alaric | Oct 12 2008, 01:14 PM Post #5 |
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So they fought hard. Raditz launched barrages of quick attacks, while Toki took to blocking. The thick clothing made him almost impenetrable… So Raditz decided to remove that attribute of defense. “Well… TAKE THIS!” Raditz drew his sword and slashed away the heavy material. Underneath was some light cloth clothing for pants, with leather inside, and no shirt. Chuckling at the amazed crowd, Toki removed his mask. And he ripped away the pants. Underneath was an exoskeleton… Thankfully. There stood a green humanoid, with a tail and small horns. His face was heavily disfigured, with burn marks and scars… Obviously, the alien had gone through many hard battles. “W- what the hell…?” Raditz mumbled, “I’m guessing there is a lot of aliens on Earth… By the multitude I’ve seen so far!” “Ha!! I’m the current 165th strongest in my league!!” Toki laughed, “And Drake here is the 197th in the same league!!” “… I’m the 1st strongest around these parts. It looks like you’re not the best kind of guy, so… I’ll finish you off quickly!!” Raditz gave control to Raditzu. Raditzu smiled, and launched a barrage of vicious attacks. Every hit just made Toki more and more hopeless. The fight was getting boring… Raditzu smiled. I’m just going to finish him!! and leaped forward. It took one quick slash to the neck to kill the helpless alien. Drake suffered the same fate, dead on the ground with a bloody neck. “Hey… Look at this…” Raditzu picked up a torn map from Drake’s corpse. “W- what the h- hell…?” Raditz said, peering out at the scrap. “Hm… ‘League A1’… Huh. Well… I’d assume this is his ‘league’ that Toki spoke if?” Raditzu guessed. “Most likely,” Raditz agreed. “So what do we do now…?” Raditzu asked. “Oh, it’s quite obvious, really. We destroy it,” Raditz smiled. * POST 5 DAY 2 |
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| Alaric | Oct 12 2008, 01:32 PM Post #6 |
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“Welcome to the Underground League of Elite Fighters, how may I help you, ya’ bastard…?” hissed the clerk. “Well… I’m here to fight. I’ve surpassed everyone, and I’m ready to surpass the #1 fighter in this League,” Raditz answered calmly. “Ha! Ha! Surpass the #1… Heh, heh… Funny…” the clerk laughed, “Well, if that’s what you require, that’s what’ll happen.” “It’d better be. For your sake, ugly. I’d hope your ready to fight, if I don’t get to the arena this instant,” Raditzu added. “Um… Heh, heh…” the alien was sweating, “Er… Sure… Go right up those stairs… Sir…” “Good. Have a nice day,” Raditz took off, flying up the stairs with his new ability to ‘power fly’. * There was a huge crowd in the arena, yelling and screaming, and of course drinking gallons of beer at a time. The only lighting came from the huge lights, running off stolen electricity from the cities above. A spotlight shined on each of the current fighters, two body-building humans. Raditz was unimpressed by their slow movements and weak attacks. Not a single trace of ki was being let out in this battle. In fact, each man’s power level was below 10. Added up, they were still below 15. Raditz grunted as he sat down on the hard benches. It looked stupid. The men were powerful for humans, but weak for even newly-born Saiyans. “Hey!! I’m next!! Want to fight me, tail boy?!” the next body builder in line chuckled. “There’s no need,” Raditz disappeared, “For we all know the outcome.” He reappeared behind the man, tripped him, and kicked him in the gut. The body builder slowly got up, bleeding from the gut. “G- get away!!” he yelled, startle and hurt. “Nobody... And I mean nobody... Calls me ‘tail boy’. Got that...” Raditz paused, “Bastard!” * POST 6 DAY 2 |
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| Alaric | Oct 12 2008, 01:52 PM Post #7 |
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It was Raditz’s turn to fight. Hopefully it would be someone strong. Thankfully, it was; a fellow Saiyan. The other Saiyan still had his tail, still had his pride. Both were dressed in full Saiyan armor with the protective shoulders. “Hello, fellow Saiyan. I’m glad to see someone at my level, apart from Goku, of course,” Raditz smiled openly. “Hello. My name is Zack,” the other Saiyan smiled back. “But.. That’s not a Saiyan name!” Raditz said. “Oh... That’s my human name. My true, full Saiyan name is Zaltikore,” Zack laughed. “Ah, yes... I’m Raditz, brother of Kakarot (or Goku, as he calls himself). My brother has a power level of almost 40,000!” Raditz exclaimed, “And you? I’m pretty high for my class, at 1,000!” “Cool! I’m only at 341... But still, higher than my little brother!” Zack replied. “What’s he at?” Raditz asked. “28... Before he died,” Zack mumbled. “Oh... Sorry to hear that,” Raditz muttered. “Well... Let’s fight!” Zack replied, gaining his smile once again and jumping into stance. “Right!” Raditz smiled and got into stance as well! Zack launched a beam of energy at Raditz, then jumped to the side with an energy ball in his hand. He threw the ball. Raditz’s aura flared, and he easily flew from the sluggish attacks. Then, Raditz launched a barrage of ki blasts as an Energy Dan, flew forward, and grabbed Zack from behind. Unable to struggle free, Zack screamed as the blasts hit him. “Sorry ‘bout that...” Raditz whispered, “And about this...” Raditz kneed Zack thrice in the back, before punching him with both hands and kicking him a few feet away. “And he’s doooooown!!!” the ref called out, “1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8... 9... 10!!!” Raditz gasped. They were dragging the young warrior off... They were going to kill him!! * POST 7 DAY 2 |
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| Alaric | Oct 12 2008, 03:45 PM Post #8 |
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“No!” Raditz yelled, angrily, “Drop him!” The guards turned around, dropping Zack’s body, “And why would we do that?! Who are you, anyways?!” “...” Raditz got behind them in a flash, “I’m your worst nightmare.” “W- w- what t- t- the h- h- hell?!” one guard stuttered. “THAT’S ENOUGH!!!” a loud voice said, probably from a speaker, “JUST GET THE BOY AND GIVE HIM TO THE SAIYAN!!!” “Y- yes, boss!!” the guards handed Zack to Raditz before running. “What’s going on...?” Zack asked groggily. “Tell me... What do they do here...?” Raditz asked. “They... They have men... They capture people... From above... Make them... Making them slaves... Then forcing them to... To fight... They kill the... They kill them all... All... Except the top 500...” Zack muttered. Obviously, Raditz had caused too much pain. Sickened, he decided to quite literally DESTROY the whole business once and for all. But how? Obviously, Raditzu had an idea. He decided to beat the champion, then fire off an Energy Dan. The Energy Dan would hit hidden explosives in the roof, blowing the whole league sky high!! Ah... If only Raditz had some explosives. Of course, since his fight with Goku, he’d learned that it needn’t be such a huge affair – merely a small explosion would do. The league would collapse, with Raditz safely in the halls. From there, he could run up the stairs, and blast off back to West City. Brilliant. But, with one fatal flaw; where would he get explosives... And would he actually beat the #1 champion of the league? Hm... All very good points, but Raditz could search. And fight hard. “Hmph... It’s bye-bye birdie time!” Raditz muttered, “Oh my god... I really shouldn’t even try to make jokes...” And he was the plan, and the plan was him, and that meant... He would be going ‘BOOM’ real soon! * POST 8 DAY 2 |
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| Alaric | Oct 12 2008, 04:02 PM Post #9 |
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“The Master would like to see you, sir Raditz...” a small Namekian said. “Er... Right,” Raditz replied, and followed the child. The halls were very elaborate – carpets of red material, woven with diamond designs, blended in with the bright orange tiles of the floor. The walls were carved of quartz, with diamonds set in patterns. The ceiling had elaborate lamps of exotic designs... The doors were made of willow, carved so elegantly that it didn’t matter if they were made of yew or oak or whatever. The door knobs were silver, with rubies as the keyholes... And many had small carvings in them. There were paintings of past champions on the wall, dating back to exactly 6,745 BC, when the first champion of Earth had slain a Saiyan and started the ‘League of Super Natural Hunting Guild’... A league and a guild in one, united of the best hunters in the world, come together to defend Earth. No longer was this league so noble, or so strict about the races that could join. Raditz felt sick. Then he saw the brass signs on the doors, elaborately decorated, with the names of it’s contents. Raditzu had an idea, so Raditz let him speak. “Excuse me, little Namek...?,” Raditzu asked. “Yes, Mr Raditz?” the child asked back. “Is there a room where weapons, explosives and such are stored?” Raditzu asked, soothingly, “Just wondering.” “Why yes... Yes there is,” the Namekian replied, and continued walking. Hm... Raditzu mumbled, That solves that, eh, Raditz? “Sure does...” Raditz whispered. With that off their shoulders, the paired up souls were ready to meet this ‘Master’ and talk to him. Hopefully, it would be quick. Raditz needed those explosives. Not just to destroy the league... For honor. To right the wrongs... To fight for what was good... TO SAVE THE EARTH!!! * POST 9 DAY 2 |
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| Alaric | Oct 12 2008, 04:18 PM Post #10 |
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They entered a room labeled ‘Master’s Office’ and sat on a comfortable seat. “Master shall be right with you. I shall leave you in peace, now...” the Namekian bowed. Before leaving, the child added, “Peace, my brother.” Raditz bowed his head for a moment. Then, he looked around. It was a cozy little room, but not very big... Upon first glance, you’d think you’d entered a dump. But when he looked around, Raditz saw jewels and gold, and expensive crap. “Well, well... Hello, Mr... Er... Raditz, was it?” a rather round man came in, wearing a tuxedo and holding a cane with a retractable blade. This was obviously the Master, Raditz assumed as he placed his hand reassuringly on his sword’s blade, “Terribly sorry for keeping you waiting. I’m a very busy man!” the master chuckled a bit, “So... Why did you come to the league?” “To beat the champion and become #1,” Raditz stated simply, without twitching in the least. He was a good liar. “Ah... Lucky you! I’ve decided to let you fight him! In one hour, you’ll be escorted back to the arena to fight the champion... To the death.” the Master smiled slightly, “How’s that?” “Yes... Yes, I will.” Raditz replied. “Well, then! You may roam as you please, but your room is #308. It should be labeled ‘Guest Fighter’s Quarters’. Have fun! Now, shoo. I’ve got work to do,” the Master replied. So Raditz left the Master’s office... It had been a short but good little meeting. This meant, in a little over an hour, the league would be gone. Forever. And even after eternity was over... FOREVER AND A DAY. Exhausted, Raditz’s eyes sagged a bit. Raditzu took over, Get some rest. I’ll do it... Don’t worry. And he headed straight to the explosives room. * POST 10 DAY 2 |
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| Alaric | Oct 12 2008, 04:39 PM Post #11 |
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* REALITY * Inside the explosives room, there were hundreds of thousands of bombs, grenades, missiles, and most of all – TNT. Just what Raditzu needed. Lots and lots of TNT... Luckily, the arena cameras showed it to be empty. It hadn’t been easy, getting the explosives, though. There’d been several not-so-powerful guards! * FLASH BACK * Bob was munching on a carrot. Tom was doing push ups. And John was asleep. Suddenly, a figure appeared. “W- wake up, J- John...” Bob dropped his carrot and shook John awake, “Deal with the stranger!!” “S- stranger!!” John yelled at the figure, “Er... S- show yourself!!” “Sure... Gladly. Like this??” Raditzu appeared in his face, then kneed him in the gut and twice in the chest. John collapsed in a heap. With his sword, Raditz stabbed the heap of human several times before moving it aside with his foot. “Nice day, isn’t it?” he smiled. “Y- yes, s- s- sir!!” the other two said, standing up straight. * REALITY * Raditzu snapped back into reality. He grinned, remembering their deaths. Pretty much like John’s, but more violent and bloody. They’d put up a bit of a fight... Kind of like an ant. Raditzu’s grin widened as he collected the TNT needed to blow an entire arena to bits. * After they were set up, Raditz rested for the rest of his hour, in his body once again. Finally, the Namek fetched him, “They’re ready for you, sir,” the child smiled, “I hope you win.” “Let me give you some advice... Wait in the halls where I exit. Please. You’ll see why, after I win,” Raditz advised, “Now... I’ve got a match to win, right?” So they left for the arena. It wasn’t a long walk... Not too short, either, Raditz added. Well... Obviously! * POST 11 DAY 2 |
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| Alaric | Oct 12 2008, 04:55 PM Post #12 |
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“IN 3...” the Master’s voice boomed through a speaker, “2... 1... BEGIN THE MATCH!!!” The champion was a fellow Saiyan, at around 1,000 power level as well. Raditz lunged, slashing blindly, hoping for a lucky hit. Well, he got one – the champion punched him in the gut! Raditz roared, emitting an Energy Dan from his mouth. This attack hit the champion’s chest, separating the fighters by a few meters. Raditz then threw a stone, which the champion crushed in his hand. This stupid fighting with no end continued for a while. Then, the champion unleashed his secret weapon; a blast of flames from the mouth! Raditz remembered this from fighting Goku, and easily dispersed it with his sword before it could touch him. He then kicked the champion thrice in the gut, kneed him thrice in the chest, and elbowed the side of his head three times. That was nine total hits, all combined to send the champion back a couple of feet, and then... “Mercy!!” he collapsed. After using his final move, which was his most powerful attack, and being hit so hard... He’d given up. Who could stand that much of a beating?? Raditz enjoyed the crowd’s cheers for a while, then launched his huge shower of Energy Dan into the air. Each blast singled out a specific target, and Raditz ran to the Namekian, then picked him up, “Let’s go!” He ran, before hearing a loud ‘BOOM’! That meant the arena was gone, and the league was no more. Raditz sighed in relief. It was finally over. “W- what the heck just happened, s- sir???” the Namekian child asked in haste. “I had to end this evil league... I hope you run off and make an honest living for yourself, child,” Raditz smiled. “C- can I stay with you... Master?” asked the Namek. Raditz grinned, “Of course. I’d love to have another member of the family...” and took off, flying home with the Namek. And of course Zack, who he’d asked to go there and wait ![]() * POST 12 DAY 2 |
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