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| Oboe Vs Chill (w); Forum/Gem Spar | |
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| Topic Started: Nov 18 2010, 06:30 PM (121 Views) | |
| Koyu | Nov 18 2010, 06:30 PM Post #1 |
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The afterlife was, fortunately, far from an abysmal place most of the time. Waiting in line to be judged, however, was abysmal in every possible sense of the word. Considering this was the second time, it didn’t seem quite as long as before, but was still tedious. Before it had taken a week. How long would it take this time? Hoping that perhaps it would do something to break the monotony, he took a small, green gemstone out of his pocket and stared at it for a moment. “Well, come on,” he said to the stone. Doing so made him feel stupid, though. He knew it wouldn’t respond. Most of the time, it only reacted when someone else wanted to fight him. To his utter surprise, the stone came to life with a pulsing glow. In a flash of light, the rock whisked him away from the afterlife, off to an imaginary place that existed only in his mind and someone else’s. He was quick to come to his senses, as this was far from the first time he’d used the gem to fight someone. His surroundings, however, were even bleaker than the afterlife. As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but snow- a white out. However, he could feel something from behind the sheet of white, a great malevolent power just beyond his field of vision. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Word Count: 230 Word Total: 230 |
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| Kagetane Hiruko | Nov 18 2010, 07:55 PM Post #2 |
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"What a farce," Chill thought to himself as he watched the news, which was talking about some alien invader in South City. He didn't like to watch it, so with a simple push on the remote, the screen faded out, leaving it without an image. Chill turned around and watched the reports from his associates with joy. Ginyu had infiltrated Blackfires assembly, King Cold seemed to be rather occupied with an internal struggle. It was all good, even the report that Oboe, the strongest namek warrior had died at the hands of Chill's most dreaded enemy. Suddenly, the fallen tyrant felt the warmth of a glowing gem, pulsating in a strange red light around his neck. "Seems it is that time of day again." Concentrating his mind, the tyrant was transported towards the astral realm. Wherever he looked around him, the was nothing but a white veil of snow accross the vastness of the astral realm. He cursed the fact that he did not wear his scouter. Slowly he strolled in a direction of his own choosing, hoping it would be leading him to his opponent. To his utter surprise, he had to find out that his opponent was none other than the namek he found to be so interesting. With a slight chuckle he made himself to be noticed. "Well well, if it isn't the proud namek Oboe. I've been longing to meet you again, to continue our talk from last we meat in this realm. It seems you finally found out whom I talked about. wc: 266 |
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| Koyu | Nov 18 2010, 08:16 PM Post #3 |
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"Well well, if it isn't the proud namek Oboe,” came a voice from behind the wall of snow. “I've been longing to meet you again, to continue our talk from last we meat in this realm. It seems you finally found out whom I talked about.” The snow was starting to let up now. He could see the dark silhouette of his opponent, a Changeling named Chill. “Yeah, I guess I did,” Oboe replied. “And it’s his fault I’ve got this damn halo above my head again. Not a particularly pleasant way to go…” His mind wandered back to his killer, thinking about how fast it had all happened. It didn’t even take a minute for his opponent to cut him down. His death had been quick, but painful. Of course, the beast of a man who had attacked him had gone for the head, the one thing he couldn’t regenerate. Though it pained him to realize it, there wasn’t a thing he could do against an opponent like him. He needed help if he wanted revenge, even if he had to make a deal with the devil. His constant desire for revenge, fueled by the universe at large, seemed to be slowly turning him cold, as well as desperate. The white out faded into little more than a heavy snow after he was done gathering his thoughts. He could now look his opponent in the eye. Fear was the farthest thing from his mind. He knew death was quite possibly the worst thing that could happen to him, and he was already dead. Instead, he looked back confidently. Even while resting, Chill was much more powerful than him. To him, this was as much an opportunity to test his skills as it was to learn more, and possibly do something, about the menace known as King Cold. Oboe bent down and put his hands in front of his body with the palms open, his fingers slightly curled, a bit like an animal poised to pounce. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Word Count: 336 Word Total: 566 |
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| Kagetane Hiruko | Nov 18 2010, 08:34 PM Post #4 |
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Chill laughed, his aura flaring up in all its disturbingly evil glory. He slowly came closer to the already prepared Namek. "I only wish for peace, but both you and I know how hard it is to achieve such thing without a price. It is the head of the snake, which must be cut off to prevent the snake from biting and poisoning us," The changeling said to the Namek. Chill started removing his mask and his robes, showing the result of his search for power. He was completely destroyed, leaving no trace of his former looks, but the eyes in his skull. "Look at me,look at me!" the tyrant yelled at Oboe. "Look how far I went to get the power I needed, the power to avenge my father and mother, the power I searched to avenge my...my...wife." Chill said, while black tears rolled down his face."I did it all for vengeance, yes. I did it to be able to controle, for only with equal power and controle I could defy that dreaded king. Has your soul ever been pained so much that with every step you make, you feel the pain and suffering of all those who died in order that you might live to see another sunrise, another day?" Chill's aura flared up to its maximum height, his full power seeping out of him, his muscles bulking up beneath his dry and withered skin. "Now then, show me all power you have, show me your hatred, your rage. Show me the power of a true namek warrior!!" Chill roared, as he stretched out his arm, firing off a small orb of black Ki at the namek warrior. "Let me aid you, as you will aid me. Together we can end this monster's reign." wc: 318 |
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| Koyu | Nov 21 2010, 03:16 PM Post #5 |
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The monster slowly drew closer to Oboe, inching forward with a menacing expression. He removed his robes to reveal a mangled, torn up body, with only hints of his flesh still left. He broke into tears, speaking of things the young, naïve Namekian had little concept of; things that were foreign to him, like love for a woman. The very thought of that disgusted him, but he kept his mouth shut. It was not his place to intrude. Chill’s aura erupted into a torrent, like a dark flame. "Now then, show me all power you have, show me your hatred, your rage. Show me the power of a true namek warrior!!" he cried. Realizing he was almost certain to be on the defensive here, Oboe whisked a red staff out of the satchel on his back. The Changeling extended one arm and shot a quick blast of ki at him. Hoping to retaliate easily, Oboe spun his staff around fast enough for the small orb of energy to dissipate into black wisps. He spun it around one more rotation and the staff glowed a soft red, extending to several times its usual length as he attempted to smack his opponent with the side of it. An instant later, it snapped back to its typical size with the same reddish glow. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Word Count: 220 Word Total: 786 |
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| Kagetane Hiruko | Nov 21 2010, 03:30 PM Post #6 |
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A slap, was that all? No Chill couldn't believe it, he should have more power, the Namek was ought to have more power. "I asked you to show me your full power, I asked you to show me the extend of your abilities. Perhaps my judgement about you was wrong, well then...I will simply beat it out of you. I will shatter your dreams, haunt your nightmares...until at your very last breath, you show me what I want to see." Quicker than ever before, Chill vanished from sight, reappearing right behind the namekian, his arms moving at such an uncanning speed, one might've thought he had eight arms. Sending his fists towards the namek's gut one after another to a total of sixteen times, yet he was not done, for he jumped backwards in a loose salto, hoping to slam his tail against the Namek's jaw. As his feet tapped on the ground, the tyrant pushed himself off, launching himself towards the Namek with his knee forward, aiming to hit the green warrior square in the chest, while his hand quickly came together and hurled down in a mighty axehammer aimed for the back of the opponents head. "Come on, come one, show me, show me everything you have!" The tyrant yelled at the namekian, at last, the tyrant jumped back, cupping his hands at his side, while a dark blue colored energy started to collect inside those cupped hands. "Show it to me, or you'll fade away from the very existance itself," the tyrant said before releasing the charged up blue plasma special he had created, a massive dark blue beam coarsing towards the namekian. wc: 287 twc: 871 |
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| Koyu | Nov 21 2010, 04:37 PM Post #7 |
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Chill, of course, shrugged it off. It was nowhere near enough to damage such a hardened warrior, especially at his full power. "I asked you to show me your full power, I asked you to show me the extent of your abilities. Perhaps my judgment about you was wrong, well then... I will simply beat it out of you. I will shatter your dreams, haunt your nightmares... until at your very last breath, you show me what I want to see." Chill dashed forward, almost too quickly for the Namekian's eyes to catch. Within seconds, he was bombarded with a flurry of fast punches, each with surprising strength. He used his staff the best of his ability to block the strikes, though a handful managed to hit their mark dead on. Retaliating again was out of the question. Merely striking with a staff wasn’t going to cut it at this point. He needed to take the offense, but it seemed there were no openings. "Come on, come one, show me, show me everything you have!" the Changeling cried. He leapt back and focused his ki into the palms of his hands. Between them swirled a dark, blue aura, seeming eerily familiar somehow. Oboe stood his ground, put away his staff, and placed his hands in a similar position, though his stance was substantially wider. A small orb of ki, no larger than a baseball was focused between them. “Ka… me…” he began to yell. Both of their attacks pulsed with energy. "Show it to me, or you'll fade away from the very existance itself," Chill shouted. Streams of light blue shot out of the gaps between Oboe’s fingers. “Ha… me… ha!” Both brought their attacks forward simultaneously and beam matched beam. But the struggle was far from even. Chill had far more power behind his attack, much more than Oboe could ever hope to muster. The attack completely consumed him, leaving him practically torn to shreds, standing up through nothing more than sheer determination. “Fine…” Oboe said coldly. “If you want to see the extent of my power so badly, then I guess I should show you. Even though I’m sure it won’t be worth much to you…” Doing as much as his mind would allow, ignoring the searing pain throughout his body, Oboe crouched down and closed his eyes. A pale blue aura surrounded him in an almost calming manner, enveloping his body. He could feel some sort of power flowing through him, surrounding him like his aura, but this felt different from powering up like usual. His muscles tensed up, then bulged. His entire body followed suit, steadily growing to an enormous size. As he opened his eyes, he looked down at Chill, who though a fraction of his height had his strength many times over. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Word Count: 468 Word Total: 1254 |
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| Kagetane Hiruko | Nov 21 2010, 11:49 PM Post #8 |
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That's exactly what I wanted to see, Subarashii!!" Chill yelled with a crazy look in his eyes. He loved it, he had never seen the actual transformation of a Namek yet. Now it was time to examin how good this transformation really was. "Now than, prepare to be beaten," Chill said calmly as he rushed upwards, while at the same time his muscles bulked up. In a flash, he started to test Oboe's abilities, by circling around the giant Namek at full speed, firing off several simple one fingered blasts at the green collosus. "Yes, yes. With this you can destroy all those who dare to oppose you. With this you can punish those who defy you. Give it to me, give me your rage, give me your hatred...GIVE IT ALL!!" Chill yelled, as he suddenly halted in mid air. "I know, I'll just show you my power, I'll just show you a bit more, but be warned, in the form I will show you, I might not be as gentle as before," Chill chuckled. He started to grunt deeply, while his aura flared up in all it's dark beauty, his skin ripping open all over, while he started to grow to an astonishing height for one who wasn't a Namek. Though he was still a small thing compared to Oboe, he was by far the tallest changeling he would've ever seen before. A mighty tower of muscles, with two black crude horns protruding upwards from his skull. His teeth sharp and dangerous, while his tongue hung losely from his snakelike mouth. His chest, calves and fore arms plated and horned, Chill revealed his second form, the Beast if you would give it a name. Stretching his arm forwards, he started to create a large black orb of Ki in front of his hand, which was held out flat, in a ninety degree angle from his wrist, while his other hand held the arm tight. "Big Bang Attack!!" the tyrant yelled as he fired off the large black orb of Ki towards the Namek warrior. wc: 361 twc: 1232 |
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| Koyu | Nov 23 2010, 06:22 PM Post #9 |
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That's exactly what I wanted to see, Subarashii!!" Chill cried. He had a look nothing short of insane in his eyes, but forced himself to calm down. “Now then, prepare to be beaten," he said coldly. The Changeling dashed around his enormous opponent, firing quick, simple blasts from the tip of his fingers. However, each was pushed back by an invisible force, as Oboe shouted as loud as possible. His now deepened voice echoed throughout the surrounding tundra. Chill immediately reacted to this. "Yes, yes,” he began softly. His voice escalated with each following word. “With this you can destroy all those who dare to oppose you. With this you can punish those who defy you. Give it to me, give me your rage, give me your hatred...GIVE IT ALL!!" The Namekian was more than willing to oblige. He quickly closed the gap between them with two large steps and stared downward. He widened his stance and shifted his weight to his back foot, then shouted, “Rogafûfûken!” His hands became blurs as a flurry of fast strikes from his enormous hands rained down upon Chill. Their results, however, would yet to be seen. The Changeling suddenly stopped in the middle of his onslaught, still floating slightly above the ground. His voice was once again calm and collected as he spoke. "I know, I'll just show you my power, I'll just show you a bit more, but be warned, in the form I will show you, I might not be as gentle as before." His skin tore to shreds as he grew out of it, perhaps doubling his height. Though he was still small by comparison to Oboe, he could tell that Chill would have appeared a monster to anyone else. His form became more threatening and bestial. Then he slowly extended his hand, placing his palm perfectly flat. With a cry of “Big Bang Attack!” a large orb of black ki formed and fired off. The attack was low, aimed at his feet, and though he tried to swipe it aside before it could do any significant damage, the move was just low enough for it to hit dead on, causing him to collapse like a building destroyed by fire. He lay on the ground, though perfectly conscious, in severe pain. He contemplated the situation and began mumbling to himself. “That’s two of these guys that beat me in just the past week. Life sure isn’t looking up for me…” He couldn’t see Chill well over his legs, but nonetheless directed his next words toward him. “I can’t do anything about you or that other guy, I’ll admit that. And I guess I’ll have to admit defeat as well. If I ever come back to life, or you die, we’ll have to meet again I guess.” At his last word, his eyes fell shut and he could feel himself being tugged from the astral plane back to another, slightly more inviting plane of existence known as the afterlife. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Word Count: 498 Word Total: 1752 |
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