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| Gohan, Trunks (dead) Vs Eski [win]; Karas Probably Reffing | |
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| Android 16 | Dec 6 2012, 04:40 AM Post #1 |
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The blasted bandana kept falling down his face. With a huff, Gohan pulled it back up and bit it, sucking it into his mouth to keep it from falling down again. How was he spose to stay inconspicuous like a ninja if he couldn't keep his dern mask on! That taken care of, the 13 year old Saiyan Boy crept along the outside of the gunmetal grey vessel. Every few seconds he would jerk to a stop and scan slowly all around, just to make sure no one was around and might catch him. He had to be quiet like a mouse, quick like a cheetah, and smart like... like a German Shepherd or something. Gingerly, he began to move again, walking sideways with his back to the ship, passing one leg in front of the other and taking short shuffling steps over the blacktop asphalt of the spaceport hanger area. Unfortunately, he got bored pretty fast. This ship was super big, and it was going to take half the night if he kept going like he was. Looking around one last time, Gohan moved away from the side of the ship and started walking normally towards the landing platform he could see in the distance. The occasional street light marked him out every few moments, but he was dressed in dark clothes, so he figured he was safe- not really realizing that black clothes aren't exactly the best uniform when backdropped by a grey ship. He was tired of not having a ship. He had gone to a lot of work on Frieza to steal that covette, and losing it when he'd crashed on Yardrat had been a super bummer. Almost as bad as when he'd been scared awake from the crash by that yardrat guy... Gohan had been so scared he'd ki blasted the guys head off before he was even fully awake. That had been disgusting... He'd had to bury the body so no one would find it and blame him, it wasn't his fault, Really. It was the yardrats fault, he shouldn't have surprised Gohan. The fact that the Yardrat had a friend with him that Gohan had also accidentally killed didn't cross his mind, he'd nearly fully suppressed that memory. After the first Yardrat had died the second had started to run away. Gohan chased after him because he REALLY didn't want to get in trouble. And somehow they'd tripped and Gohan's axe had gotten sunk reeallly deep in the pink guys back. Gohan had gotten rid of that axe, he didn't like it anymore. So he wanted a ship again. He had learned instant transmission, but it just didn't work right. That stupid Elder had taught it wrong or something. Every time Gohan tried to go home, he ended up somewhere completely wrong. He was on Avalon. He'd never even BEEN to Avalon before, so how the hell had he managed to come here. It was stupid. Finally, after the long trek parallel to the vessel, Gohan managed to reach the landing platform and peeked in. It LOOKED empty... Checking his surroundings one more time, the boy started inside... A scuffing sound behind him caused the hair on the back of his neck to rise, and Gohan froze. But freezing was bad! Mr. Corvus had taught him that, he couldn't hesitate. When he was in danger he had to strike first, and fast! Whirling, Gohan turned and tossed out one of his throwing Knives at the dark shape just outside of the ships entryway ambiance.... Scouter Action: Iced Action 1: Power up (not roleplayed- happened beforehand) Action 2: Throw Kunai. (x2 speed(11,244), Dr3 Attack) PL: 32,778 KI: 16,389 Str: 4182 Spd: 5597 Tou: 4393 (6,374) Sta: 3921 Vit: 3893 Prepared Items: Senzu Bean Potion Energy Drink Stasis Grenade Caffeine Shot Saiba Jar Arlian Hive |
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| Towa | Dec 6 2012, 08:00 PM Post #2 |
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The militaristic Damaskian race reminded Eski a lot of the Saiyans, their weak physical condition notwithstanding. As a result, he wasn’t sure how he felt about them after his less that positive reactions with the Saiyan race and the fact that he was one of them because a demon had gotten bored and decided to screw with his life. Eski’s life was one that shouldn’t ever have been. He had been cloned rather than born and as a result didn’t have a soul in the beginning. When he had died the first time, King Yemma had seen fit to bestow a soul to ensure that he could go to hell instead of just ceasing to exist. The upshot of it all was that Eski had been returned to life, complete with a shiny new soul. After getting the ass-kicking of his life from Lord Frost, Eski had been approached by a demon who promised to turn his life around. Taking him at his word, Eski had gone from an evil changeling to a good changeling and had been excommunicated from the PTO for his trouble. When he arrived on planet Earth, the demon decided to fuck with him a little bit more by planting a message from his father and giving him a blood infusion that changed him into a midget genetic monstrosity of a Saiyan. Finally, a Celestial had found out what had happened and bestowed upon him a regular Saiyan body but Eski still felt out of step. Though it was all in the past, Eski was still troubled by it and had resolved to live by his own rules after a series of unfortunate events by involving people who were supposed to be his friends. This included coming to Damaskia to negotiate the purchase of all manner of new gadgets and other assorted awesomeness. He was just returning to his ship from the other side of the planet after negotiating the purchase of a helmet that should serve to hide his identity from those who didn’t know how to sense his energy signature. Speaking of energy signatures, Eski thought as his senses and scouter pinged simultaneously to alert him to the fact that there was a super warrior aboard his ship. Completely neutral, his scouter suggested that the person’s fighting power was about thirty thousand while his senses recoiled at the evil that he sensed within the person. Unsure as to whether or not the being could sense him, Eski landed as silently as his weighted boots would let him and tried to sneak up on the being inside his ship. Apparently the being did know he was there and flung a knife at him. Were he not a cyborg and thus able to see equally well in light and dark, Eski may have had a significant amount of trouble dodging the spinning blade of hurt but thanks to the Saiyan Prince and the weird girl who had jumped him on Vegeta, he was a cyborg. Rolling his shoulders backwards, Eski got below the path of the blade and watched as it spun harmlessly overhead. Irritated at the shoot first, ask questions later policy of the intruder, Eski resecured his Rapier of Light in a more accessible position. Ever since the Masamune was stolen, he was very particular about his last great sword and kept it on his person at all times. Now what should he do with the little hellion who had broken into his ship. Actually breaking into was a bit of a stretch since he had left the door open under the assumption that nobody would be stupid enough to try, but nevertheless the boy was still unwelcome and would pay dearly for the intrusion. But how hard to fight? He didn’t think that this would call for his maximum and had no desire to show the true depths of his power, but didn’t want the boy thinking he had a chance either. Deciding on a point about three quarters to his maximum, Eski released his ki suppression to the desired point and watched carefully to see how the boy would react. He was half-tempted to transform into a super Saiyan, but that would be an unnecessary exertion and wasn’t work the effort just to make the kid dookie in his pants. Eski moved into an arrogant fighting stance that had been made famous by the Saiyan, Nappa and after a few moments of contemplation, attacked viciously and without warning. He fired a left-right jab combination at either side of the kid’s face before following up with an attempted knee to the guts in an effort to make the brat revisit what he had for dinner the night before. From his position in close, Eski swung a brutal hammerblow with both fists towards the top of the kid’s head before shifting to the left and trying to break his spine in two with a brutal left foot kick. Electing to stay behind the kid, even if he tried to turn around, Eski fired two quick jabs at each kidney before firing two quick but powerful kicks at the kid’s spine. Word Count: 840 Ki Used: 0%
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| Android 16 | Dec 7 2012, 05:09 AM Post #3 |
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Gohan gasped as he finally actually saw the figure who had snuck up behind him. The universe fell into slow motion in that instant. The spinning blade lazily passed over one shoulder of the taller figure, the man's familiar hair style arced as he dipped backwards to avoid the attack. I almost killed him. I almost killed my... Gohan thought in a flash. But... here? What was he doing HERE? He should be off beating up monsters or fighting those icers like the hero his mom had always said he was. "Da..." The boy began to say as the warrior finished moving into a fighting stance, eyes hidden in the darkening shadows of the night. Before he could finish the uttering the warrior moved, flashing across the distance between them like a flash of light. There was strangely little pain in the first few moments as Gohan's head jerked backwards once, twice. As confusion whirred within him a knee rose up into his midsection, the brunt of it absorbed by his new Damaskian armor and spread out alongst its woven surface. But the man was strong, and there was a rather intense jolt of pain in his midsection anyway. Gohan started to fall to his knees, surprised more than pained by the sudden onslaught, throwing his arms over his head and channelling a powerful shield of energy around him for protection. It was good he did... because in the next instant, as he looked up, the interconnected fists of the man slammed against the near-invisible forcefield that covered Gohans body. That would surely have hurt if he hadn't managed it. The warrior moved again, and as the hair shifted around his face Gohan realized the truth. In the light cast by the landing platforms ambience it was obvious that while they looked similar, the fighter accosting Gohan was quite different than who he had assumed he was at first. That was okay... If it had been who he'd thought it was, he probably would have dragged Gohan back to Vegeta and made him start working on being a Saiyan Soldier again. Feet struck out, and then hands. A flurry of blows at the young Saiyans back, the last few of which sent him hurtling forward out of the ship, rolling headfirst as he hit the blacktop, and coming to a stop. "This guys going to beat me up..." Gohan realized. "Better use it..." His hand moved to his belt, rose, and then slammed into the black top. He burst through the layer until his fingers found cool, damp soil beneath. With a smile he gentle pushed the small seedling into the ground and waited. He turned, expecting the Saiyan to come at him, and quickly fired off a couple bolts from his repeater while he waited. Soon enough it happend. It was so fast! In just seconds the little seed had sucked up all the moisture, nutrients, and energy in the ground and had grown into a 3 foot tall monster looking thing called a Saiba. Gohan had stolen it from Mr. Corvus before running away, and had been waiting for a good time to use it. The green monster looked at Gohan with a cocked head and quizzical expression, as if wondering who the hell he was. "Hi. I'm Gohan." The boy said. "I need you to help me beat that guy up, mkay?" The Saiba turned and looked towards the landing ramp at the other fighter, one arm moving towards its chin. Like a cheeky fuck it plucked the scouter off Gohan's head, fitted it onto its own, and took a power reading. Momentarily it groaned, and handed the scouter back. The Saibaman turned back towards Gohan and growled at him. "Hey, he's going to beat me up too!" Gohan said. "Maybe together... we can take him?" The grumble from the Saibaman was pretty easily translated as 'Yeah right, fucktard.' With a weary, put upon sigh the Saibaman took three steps forward towards the Saiyan, threw out one hand, pointing it directly at the taller figures chest and roared out "KUKUKU KEKEKE! KU!" And then turned to look at Gohan. "Oh umm.. That... was quite inspirational." the boy stuttered, having no idea what the hell was going on. "Maybe... we attack him now?" "Ku." The Saiba said, shrugging. And then the most disgusting thing Gohan had ever seen happened. It opened its head... And spit... goo at the tall guy. "EWWW!" Gohan shouted. And then he saw that the landing ramp was starting to melt, pretty damn fast. "Oh neat. Yeah, I like that!" The Saibaman quickly formed two balls of energy on either hand, and then tossed them at the Saiyan, one hand at a time, adjusting his aim for the Saiyans potential movements. 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| Towa | Dec 7 2012, 07:00 AM Post #4 |
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As expected, the battle started off painfully for the child who dared to violate the sanctity of his ship; however it did not stay that way for long. There were apparently dormant powers within the boy, one of which was to summon an energy barrier which protected him from harm. Suppressing a hint of annoyance, Eski carried on with his repeated attempts to pound the whelp and this perseverance resulted in a substantial weakening and ultimate the collapse of the barrier. An additional benefit, aside from the collapse of the energy prophylactic was the expulsion of the child from his ship. Eski considered calling it lesson learnt and blasting off then and there, but ultimately decided that he needed to make the kid feel it a bit more before he allowed him to leave. The cool night air blew through the entrance to the ship, making Eski’s re-appearance look like it had been scripted in a movie and, with any luck, looking completely badass in the eyes of the stupid little kid. These things were important in lesson-teaching and Eski preferred not to skimp on the details. As Eski looked down to see how far the kid had flown, several blasts of energy came flying at him from a very familiar looking weapon. Eski sprang into the air like he had been flung from a catapult, hearing the bolts pinging off the hull of his ship as he whistled through the air and landed near the child, whose age he estimated to be no more than fourteen or fifteen. In the intervening period, the child had germinated a very Saiyan henchman and instructed it to help him beat Eski up. A quick glance through his scouter was enough to make Eski emit a raucous peal of laughter at the expense of the little green henchman. Its fighting power was less than a tenth of his full power and an even smaller fraction of his super Saiyan state. He laughed even harder when the saibaman pointed at him and started yelling in gibberish. What was less funny was when the creature’s head split open and fired acid at him. Eski ducked below the attacks and rolled forward to ensure that no wayward drips found their way to his solarweave cloak. Behind him, he could hear the acid sizzling holes in his ship. “Stop burnin’ holes in my ship!” he demanded insistently as the saibaman formed two balls of energy in its hands. The energy barely registered on his scouter and rather than try and dodge, Eski decided to attack the balls of pure energy. It wasn’t exactly the smartest move ever and the tingly pain made him rethink his strategy when the next two came at him. To these, he elected to go for the punt, though the energy dissipated as soon as it hit his feet. The aftermath of the attack made him feel like he had shin splints, but his schooled his mind to ignore the pain and focused instead on his counterattack. Eski’s eyes glinted as he looked murderously at the little green man. The kid was a sentient being and was just a child, but this little monstrosity was fair game and Eski intended to carve his name in its chest before dawn broke; if there was anything left of it of course. Pouncing towards the green goblin, Eski made two brutal swipes whose intent were to cleave the irritating little creature from right hip to left shoulder and left hip to right shoulder respectively. While the biological monstrosity was dealing with the fallout from Eski’s sword attacks, he moved on to the boy. Sheathing the rapier in one quick movement, Eski lashed out with his right foot. The kick was aimed at the boy’s right kidney and Eski used his momentum to follow through into a knee at the boy’s chin. Hoping that the kid wouldn’t find another energy condom within himself, Eski landed and dropped to one knee as he pivoted to fire his own souped up version of the dodonpa back at the saibaman, which would no doubt be trying to back-door him if it had managed to survive the sword attacks. At the culmination of his attack, Eski leapt into the air again in order to land some twenty metres away. Word Count: 718 Ki Used: 3%
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| Android 16 | Dec 7 2012, 07:15 PM Post #5 |
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This guy... Was a beast. He had managed to dodge all of the attacks except the beam balls from the Saibaman, and had simply ignore those- laughing derisively as he had done so. Gohan... begn to worry. How were he had Cookie-the name he had decided to call the saiba based on its vocabulary-going to take down someone with this much raw power and speed. "NO!" Gohan suddenly cried out as a sword appeared in the Saiyans hand. Without thinking he threw himself forward as fast as possible, interposing himself between the Saiyan and the Saibaman, another energy shield rising around. He winced as he looked into the wide, surprised eyes of the Saibaman who had also apparently seen the incoming sword attacks, but been able to do nothing in response. Gohan felt a couple powerful strikes slide off his back, followed quickly thereafter by a series of attacks that sent him stumbling forward, into the Saibaman. The two of them went down in a jumble of limbs and curses, or what passed for curses from a sheltered 13 year old boy and a gibberish speaking plant mutant thing. Gohan extracted himself roughly by rolling away, hand going to his utility belt once more, drawing and loosing another of his throwing knives in one smooth action. He rolled once more, just in case, to dodge any return attack that might be in coming, but there was none. The boy came up to one knee, holding his right arm straight and firing off another series of energy blasts at his foe, seeing that the energy levels of the thing had been severly depleted by the two barrages he had thus used. He grimaced, wishing he had thought to bring along the recharger pack that had come with it. Gohan looked towards where Cookie was, and saw that there were two neat little holes in either palm. Wonderingly, he decided to put it out of his mind. "You are making me mad!" Gohan shouted as he rose back to his full height. "I am going to have to break out the big guns!" He had learned this technique on Frieza, and figured now was a good of a time as any to bust it out. It hurt, though, the pain of two arms suddenly ripping themselves free from your torso so that you had four of them, it wasn't pleasant. He went ahead with it anyway, knowing that a little bit of pain now might very well save him from a lot of it later. He shot forward towards the Saiyan, hoping to catch him off guard after the series of attacks he had just thrown out. He leapt as he approached, flickering in the air for a moment as he increased his speed dramatically, and then slammed down, his hands balled together into fists aimed for the fighters crown. As he hit the ground he gathered his strength, and then burst back towards the sky, left hand leading as he attempted a powerful uppercut to follow up the attack in an attempt to send the other warrior hurtling backwards and away... ---Saiba--- The Saibaman grumbled, annoyed at the sudden tangle he had found himself in with the boy. Then Gohan rolled away, planting his foot in the middle of the Saiba's face as he did so, driving the noggin into the rough, blacktop of the space port. He rose then, prepared to unleash the fucking apocalypse on the Saiyan bastard who had tried to cut him. No one tried to cut Graaaaww, which is what he called himself. "KUU!" He suddenly yelped as he caught sight of a glowing beam of energy heading towards him. Graaaaww threw his hands up and went down to one knee, wincing and closing his eyes. There was a searing pain, and a light. Saiba opened his eyes just in time to see the tail end of the dodonpa sail through his split-open scalp like a football through the uprights. "Kuuuuu." He whistled softly, knowing he had come within inches of having what passed for a brain sizzled into little more than guacamole. Then, Graaaaww looked at his hands, and saw that there was a neat hole through the both of them, where the palms had overlapped during his instinctual attempt to block the attack. "KUUU!" He screamed, suddenly feeling the pain. "KUUUUU!" he roared again, the fucker had mutilated him! That son of a bitch had fucking dared to soil Graaaww's perfect form. Oh that sumbitch was going to pay for that! Seriously pissed off and riled up, Graaaww rose back to his feet. "KUKE GRAAAAAWWW!" he roared, and his head spat pure saiba essence at the Saiyan. It was a waste, to spend his precious fluid like this, but his ancestors would forgive him. It was a dire circumstance after all, and this guy... This guy had hurt Graaaww. There was no alternate BUT to splash him with Saiba-Splooge. A second later he shot a second load from his engorged head, wanting to make sure the guy got the point that Graaaww's anger had been fully roused. Action 1: ST+ Body Shield @ A3-4 ((A3: Negated)) ((A4: 64% Damage Reduction)) Action 2: Kunai (Dr3) Action 3: Energy Repeating Blasts (Dr2) T.Action: Shiyouken 2 SA. (Hammerblow, Shoryuken) (1.5%) Energy Used: 6.5% Total Energy Used 11.5% Saiba 1: Partial Block+Partial Dodge Saiba 2: Acid Blast (Dr5 3%) Saiba 3: Acid Blast (Dr5 3%)
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| Towa | Dec 7 2012, 08:51 PM Post #6 |
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There was something incredibly strange about this kid, the evil persona notwithstanding. Eski didn’t like Saiyans very much, but nevertheless wouldn’t have expected one to become emotionally attached to a Saibaman. Perhaps hormones had gotten the best of the little tyke and caused him to seek physical intimacy with the odd little green goblin. Bestiality innuendo aside, there was something oddly familiar between the two as they collapsed to the ground together following the thwarting of Eski’s attacks by another energy condom. Fortunately his dodonpa still blew a nice hole through both of the Saiba’s hands but even that was irritatingly unsatisfying in the grand scheme of things. And speaking of irritating, Eski thought as another piece of cutlery came flying at him from the kid’s utility belt. He ducked low to avoid it and followed the knife with his eyes as it spun past him. He wondered briefly if the kid was even skilled enough to make it hit him point first but didn’t want to tempt fate but just standing there and letting it hit him. He was still in contemplation of this when the kid hit him with a couple of energy bolts from his stupid little toy gun. Angry little welts appeared on his skin where the bolts hit him and began to itch like all hell. Eski was not amused. He was even less amused when the weak little whelp sprouted two extra arms and proceeded to pound on him with them. The blows were painful per se, more like the angry swings of a toddler that you piss off for fun because they can’t do shit to stop you but Eski knew that he needed to change this back to a one-on-one fight lest the two weaker beings overwhelm him with their numbers advantage. He was about to go on the offensive again when he heard the familiar burping sound of the saibaman shooting globs of sticky, burning goop from the split in its head. Not wanting to get any of it on him, Eski sprang backwards to avoid the first lot before moving forwards and sidestepping several metres to avoid the second. By this point, Eski was bored with the teenage Saiyan and his little green concubine and decided to do some shooting of his own. He raised two fingers in the universal sign of peace, grinning at the irony before forming a ball of energy between them. He felt his power level beginning to rise as he poured energy into the ball and freed his suppressed energy before firing an energy blast at the irritatingly resilient teenager. Not content with just attacking the prepubescent teen, Eski set about annihilating his goblin lover. He flew up into the air so fast that he would be a blur even to somebody at his level; to somebody as week as the teenager or the saibaman, he probably wouldn’t be visible at all. As he flew, Eski began to form his attack, a translucent dragon appearing around him as he gave a roar and dived back towards the ground where the soon to be dead saibaman stood. Zeroing in on the little goblin, Eski increased his speed and attempted to collide with oversexed green henchman. With any luck, the last penetration that the goblin would feel would be Eski bursting through his stomach. Word Count: 557 Ki Used: 18%
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| Kale | Dec 7 2012, 09:08 PM Post #7 |
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| Rem | Dec 8 2012, 12:11 PM Post #8 |
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Before the Elder on Yardrat had betrayed Gohan and accused him of attacking him, and causing Gohan to get attacked and run off from the city, and almost die in the process-he had taught the Saiyan Boy a pretty useful technique. A technique that came in pretty damn handy at this particular moment, as Gohan stared up at the Ball of energy shooting towards him. "Uh oh." He muttered, not a hundred percent sure he trusted the technique... The Elder HAD been a lying old scumbag, so who was to say whether anything he actually taught worked. Well, there was no time like the present to check... "RWAA!" Gohan shouted, and a sudden explosion of lightning rose and forked around him, striking out to slam into the energy ball approaching him. The Ball of energy began to shrink very rapidly as it closed with the boy, until it was seemingly engulfed entire by the electric defense barrier thingy. "Whew." Gohan whistled, very happy to not be a greasy, burning stain at that moment. The foe was moving, towards the Saibaman. "OH NO YOU DON'T!' Gohan yelled, reaching for his belt and pulling out one of those stasis grenade things that he had taken from the Icer ship he'd stolen. He tossed it at the quickly moving back of the Saiyan. "Going to have to do something big if I want to win..." Gohan decided. He did have ONE trick up his sleeve. He had wanted to use it for a while now, just to see it. But... this would be the first actual time he did. He grinned in anticipation as he reached behind himself to the small of his back, pulled out a fleshy purple orb, and dropped it to the ground at his feet. It pulsed and rippled for a few seconds before bursting apart at the seams it seemed. Little squigly grey things began to fall out of the egg pouch, swirming on the ground. Gohan watched in fascination as the egg began to glow, giving off energy, and the squirming noodles grew, and grew. Within moments he could see a half dozen alien looking guys starting to take shape, soft exoskeletons reaching around their body to cover their soft innards. "Grooosss." gohan whispered, hands on his knees as he watched. Gohan looked to his left, but the darkness was too pervasive. So he used his scouter to track where the Saiyan had gone. "There he is..." Gohan said, aimed his blaster, and fired until the energy reading beeped at him and stopped firing. It was depleted. "Ah well..." he muttered, then turned his attention back towards the growing army of Arlians he would soon lead into battle. This was going to be fun! Action 1: Opal Electricity @ A4 (No Ki change) Action 2: Stasis Grenade Action 3: Arlian Hive T.Action: Energy Repeater Blasts (Dr2) Energy Used: 0% Total Energy Used 11.5%
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| Vash | Dec 8 2012, 12:11 PM Post #9 |
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“...and that’s when the priest says, rectum? Damned near killed em! HAHAHA” Trunks was nearly in tears after that joke. The attractive older woman in the black dress seemed to enjoy it to. She was a nice lady. Older than his mother for sure. She kept complimenting Trunks and toying with his hair. It made Trunks a little uneasy, and yet really good at the same time. “Well, I better get going, I heard there’s an arcade on the other side of this space port so, I’m gonna cut through the parking garage and check it out. It was nice meeting you.” Trunks stood up, and the lady gave him an awkwardly long hug good bye, and he made his way out in to the parking garage. Normally these places were dead quiet at this time, but it was quite apparent what was going on. There was a fight taking place. ‘Hmph, probably a couple of guys gettin a little too drunk at the bar inside, decided to take their squabble out here,’ Trunks thought, as he made his way towards the commotion. Nothing like a good brawl to set the mood for some video games. As he approached the fight, Trunks’ eyes widened. It was Gohan! And a fighter he’d never seen before! And some sort of short green alien thing! ‘What a weird combination,’ he thought. ‘I wonder if Gohan needs any help...’ Judging by the way the fighters were spaced, it appeared that the short green alien was somehow on Gohan’s side, even though Trunks had never seen it, well, anything close to it really, before, and the other warrior was attacking them. Trunks had to help his friend. He watched as the opposing warrior rose into the sky, and began glowing like some kind of radioactive monster, before beginning his descent towards the green alien. If this thing truly was on Gohan’s side, he might as well help it out too. Thinking quickly, Trunks’ aura burst into a fiery rage around him, and he took off towards the green thing, his ki leaving an energy trail behind him. He grabbed hold of the tiny alien in a bear hug, and put in an extra boost of speed, disappearing and then reappearing about twenty yards away. He couldn’t have picked a better time, too. That green thing was about to get crushed. “You’re awful big to be pickin’ on people who are half your size!” Trunks scolded, before taking off again towards the new warrior. He reached for his inner pocket, and pulled out a stasis grenade from within, wound his right arm back, and threw it like a baseball straight for the stranger. ---------------- (Jumping on Gohan’s Side) Actions: 1) Power Fly + Assisted Dodge + ST 2) Throw Stasis grenade Stats: PL: 34,091/45,454 Ki: 17,068/22,727 Str: 6,110 Spd: 5,672 Tou: 6,013 Sta: 5,228 (-.3% = 5,212) Vit: 5,376 Fighting Style: Balanced Lv4 Prepared Items: Kazzantary Greaves Stasis Grenade Senzu Bean Battle Gear "Kuuuu." The Saibaman muttered as the enemy came charging at him, very fast. He couldn't move out of the way in time, no way... This was it then. Graaaaww-Saiba Hero of ten thousand battles, Champion Rodeo Clown, and a thus unyet, but hopeful, novelist- was going to die. He gulped, closed his eyes, and then screamed in terror. Only to be whisked off his feet by the kid. No... Graaaww realized as he opened his eyes. This wasn't the same kid. This one was different. Some sort of... metrosexual looking pelt atop his head. "KU!" Graaaww shouted at his new soldier. He could always use new slaves, and this one would do very nicely! The battlefield was getting rather full, but Graaaww didn't mind- he was quite the veteran after all, and could fight under any circumstances. He turned in circles until he spotted the Saiyan warrior, pointed a hand at him once more, and roared "KUGRAAGRAAKUUU!" Which, roughly translated, would be: "I am King Graaaaww, and my faithful serfs and slaves shall ensure your imminent and painful demise for the impudent manner in which you have conducted yourself this day!" And then, without further preamble, Graaaww spewed forth saiba goo at the Saiyan twice more. He was starting to feel a bit dry up there... He hoped he had enough left in the tank. Saiba 1: Acid Blast (Dr5 3%) Saiba 2: Acid Blast (Dr5 3%) Saiba Stats: PL: 10345->10,017 KI: 5463 Str: 1394 Spd: 1866 Tou: 1464 Sta: 706->378 Vit: 1298 Saiba Techs: Bukujutsu Self Destruct Acid Blast Beam Ball Deflect Kiai Saiba Energy: This round: 6% Total: 17% |
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| Kale | Dec 8 2012, 08:37 PM Post #10 |
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Alright so, Eski asked for a ruling and I'm here to deliver. You can't use ST and Power Fly together in the same action Trunks. That being said, your attempted save of the Saibaman can only be counted as a partial dodge seeing as your use of ST is now void. Carry on. |
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| Rem | Dec 8 2012, 08:42 PM Post #11 |
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| Morgan Syn | Dec 9 2012, 01:43 AM Post #12 |
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| Towa | Dec 9 2012, 02:06 AM Post #13 |
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(OOC: Rather than get into a massive shitfight about who gets hit with the attack and who doesn’t, I’m going to let Rem and Trunks decide. Here are a couple of things for you guys to consider when making your decision. 1. If the saibaman gets hit, it dies. Partial dodge or no, a 10k character dies when it gets hit with a 128k PL attack, end of story. 2. If Trunks gets hit by it, according the site, it does “massive damage”. Considering the power level disparity between the two, it is possible that Trunks also dies. At the very least, he is damaged to the point where a smart person would flee and if he wishes to do so, you have my word that I will not pursue.) The atomic blast hurtled towards the diminutive Saiyan and looked like it was a hit for all money. The kid certainly seemed to think so as he started yelling and screaming like he was about to die. Eski could understand that; if the blast hit him properly, he would die. The screaming became intense so quickly that the atmosphere started to charge with electricity. Dumbfounded, Eski watched as the electricity somehow dissipated his attack with no damage to the annoying little kid. He raised his hand to press a button on his scouter and read the technique that the kid had summoned from within himself. It would be useful for later when he was analysing the outcome of this battle, for better or for worse. As he moved to begin his dragon dive, something struck him from behind. It was a grenade, but when it exploded nothing appeared to happen. Remembering the Chaos War, Eski hoped that it wasn’t one of the weapons deployed by the regular folk’s Special Forces. Further up in the dive, several energy blasts from the kid’s accursed weapon struck him, but Eski had greater things to concentrate on and had little trouble ignoring the stinging sensation that the bolts caused. He searched within himself as he flew up into the air and found that while his power was fine, something else had changed inside him. As Eski in translucent dragon form was about to impact with the saibaman, someone appeared and the lone Saiyan had no idea who he actually hit with the attack. The impact itself was unmistakeable, however. In the confusion created by the ill-timed intervention, another grenade went off that further altered the part of Eski that had been affected by the thief’s grenade. In the aftermath, Eski’s photoreceptors picked up another stream of saiba head-goo flying towards him and managed to roll to the side in order to avoid it. As he moved to dodge the second stream, he found himself unable to react quickly enough. It seemed that the effect of the grenades was making itself apparent as the goo burned through his under-suit. When it reached his skin, Eski found that far from actually burning his flesh away, it instead stung with the same intensity as hot water. It was uncomfortable and incredibly painful, but was not the end of the world as Eski had thought it would be. Still unsure of what had happened with the saiba and the other idiot, Eski chose to focus his attack on the teenager. Seizing his own grenade, Eski tossed it at the Saiyan who had tried to steal his ship and looked forward to the vacant expression on the kid’s face when it went off. Word Count: 454 Ki Used: 18%
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| Android 16 | Dec 9 2012, 01:25 PM Post #14 |
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Just as the first couple arlian soldiers were reaching maturity, Gohan's scouter began to blip. "What...?" he wondered, looking at its screen, and then snapping his head around to stare into the pervasive darkness of the night. "No!" he shouted, jumping to his feet. He hurriedly tapped the scouter, trying to lock in on the ki signal.... but he couldn't, it was just gone. "Saiba..." Gohan murmered low, feeling a sudden spike of fear and anger. He had killed him. The... the man had killed Saiba. With one blow. What... what sort of monster was he? "NO!" Gohan shouted, and energy seemed to ripple about him. If he had killed Saiba that easily, had he just been playing with Gohan? Like some sort of cat before snapping the mouses neck? Gohan began running, his legs rocketing him forward as they blurred into bare visibility. He was going to pay. That... son of a bitch... "YOU WILL PAY FOR WHAT YOU'VE DONE!" Gohan screamed, and suddenly burst forth from the darkness between the ships, illuminated by the large overhead street lights. As he appeared, running full tilt, a host of half sized arlians appeared behind him, chittering and running as well- not looking all that competent of an army, but they'd have to do for the situation. "RWAAA!!!" Gohan shouted as he suddenly stopped and threw his arms forward. Bolts of light appeared, flashed, and shot forward into the night- straight towards the Saiyan warrior. Trunks was shooting them around Trunks, who was a bit in the way- when the hell had he shown up... "HE'S GOT TO PAY TRUNKS!" But Trunks apparently already knew the situation for what it was. He seemed to be covered in the green slime and caked ashes of an exploded saibaman. He was looking rather dazed and confused at the moment, "HE'S GOING TO KILL US ALL!" Gohan yelled, and more bolts of light shot around trunks, converging, but not actually hitting the other Saiyan, their enemy. That was fine, though. Because as he stood there, chest heaving and breath coming hard, Gohan Roared once more, and brought his hands wide before slamming them together. All of those errant balls of light and energy suddenly returned, converging upon the Saiyan who had just murdered the Saibaman. Gohan wasn't finished, though. He blurred from sight for just an instant, barrelling through a few of the arlians wandering about rather aimlessly, and appeared to the left of the Saiyan enemy, his arms came forward and he screamed; "SHOT...GUN!" as dozens, hundreds of bolts of energy shot free of his palms, taking with it massive amounts of his energy. Gohan was hassling then, but... But he had to go on! His weary, rubber left arm- which seemed to weigh a ton, jerked upwards and across his body in a diagonal. A slice of wicked looking energy shot forward from him, its serrated, sharpened edge of ki strong enough to cut mountains in half. "Tired..." Gohan muttered. His anger... had faded with his energy. But the foe wasn't dead, probably... Gohan... "Oh!" His face brightened for a moment, waxy and shining from fatigue and sweat. His hand dipped once more into his utility belt and drew out the tiny senzu bean. It looked rather puny... He wished he had a bigger one. Hell, he wish he had a whole bucket full of them. Ah well, it'd have to do... He ate it, his eyes closing for a few seconds as he felt the rejuvenating powers of magic beans at work within him. His breathing leveled, his heart rate dropped, and his energy... well it didn't exactly skyrocket, but it leveled out a bit. "Got to... Keep going." Gohan muttered. "HA! HAhahahaha!" he shouted, and once more his arms began to pump back and forth like irascible pistons. He threw himself backwards, further away from the Saiyan as he attacked, letting more, more, more of his precious energy stores fling itself across the intervening distance. Again, even though he threw a lot of energy, very few of them at all even came near to the enemy. "THIS IS FOR COOKIEE!" Gohan yelled with determination and slammed his hands together once more, drawing all of the errant energy blasts back towards the center of his target, back towards the Saiyan who had murdered his new found friend. And then, just to cap it off, he spun in a circle and sliced his hand through the air, like a sir. Another of those vicious, edged waves of ki energy shuddered forth from his body at waist high level to the Saiyan... Action 1: Lose (trunks) Action 2: Scattershot (20%) (Stam cost: 1776) (Current Stamina: 1650) Action 3: ST+ Flash bomb (12%) (Stam cost: 1066) (Current Stamina: 584) T.Action: Daichiretsuzan (5%) (Stam Cost: 444) (Current Stamina: 140) Hive 1: Nom Senzu (Stamina Gained: 2185) (Current Stamina: 2325) Hive 2: Scattershot (20%)(Stam cost: 1776) (Current Stamina: 549) Hive 3: Daichiretsuzan (5%)(Stam Cost: 444) (Current Stamina: 105) Energy Used: 62%-25%=37% Total Energy Used: 48.5
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| Vash | Dec 9 2012, 01:26 PM Post #15 |
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Trunks attempt at saving the Saibaman didn’t exactly go as planned. As soon as he grabbed hold of the little green alien, he rolled to his side but didn’t quite make it a clean get a way. Their opponent’s glowing diving attack still managed to nail the Saibaman, causing it to explode in Trunks’ arms. Trunks somehow managed to get clear without a scratch, save for being covered in sticky green Saiba-goo head to toe. The stench was revolting, it almost made Trunks gag in his mouth. He shook it off in time to see Gohan come running out from the darkness, shortly followed by a mass mob of aliens. They began running around frantically, snarling and growling, foaming at their maws a little bit. Trunks couldn’t help it, a smile uncontrollably streaked across his face before growing in to a chuckle. He snapped back to reality, after all, there was still a task at hand. Gohan began screaming something, but Trunks’ ears had Saiba goo inside of them, making it hard to make out just what was being said, but he was certain it was something valiant and uplifting. And then, Gohan went freakin’ nuts. He just began throwing energy attack after energy attack in a frenzy. It was like watching the finale at a fourth of july fireworks show, except from a hot air balloon’s vantage point. It was beautiful, the explosions and blinking lights. Trunks wasn’t going to waste any time, he was getting in on all this destruction and chaos. He knew he was about to expend a lot of energy, but he didn’t really care all that much, this was going to be way too enjoyable to worry about such silly things. Trunks charged energy in to his palms before launching off one of his favorite maneuvers, the Big Tree Cannon, and then following it up with a second. Let’s see how he handles this shit... Trunks thought, that same diabolical smile glued to his face. ---------------- Actions: 1) Big Tree Cannon (-18%) 2) Big Tree Cannon (-18%) Ki used: 36% (8,182) Total used: 36.3% 2954 PL: 34,091/45,454->23,523//31,364 Ki: 17,068/22,727 Str: 6,110->3156 Spd: 5,672->2718 Tou: 6,013->3059 Sta: 5,228->0 Vit: 5,376->2422 Fighting Style: Balanced Lv4 Prepared Items: Kazzantary Greaves Senzu Bean Battle Gear |
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| Towa | Dec 10 2012, 12:22 AM Post #16 |
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It appeared, with respect to the emotional turbulence that the Saiyan teenager seemed to be experiencing, that he really was in love with the irritating green goblin. Eski would have offered his condolences, but didn’t think it was really appropriate since he was the one that killed the little imp. After some yelling at the other Saiyan with a ridiculous haircut, whose name appeared to be Trunks, the Saiyan teenager started hurling balls of energy with little bother as to where they were going. After several moments, the lack of explosions alerted Eski to the fact that the scattershot technique was being employed but by then it was too late to avoid the attack as it closed in upon him and exploded in an energy bukkake display of anger and frustration. With smoke pouring from his almost ruined clothing, Eski drifted through the air and was helpless to prevent the energy shotgun blast from cannoning into his lower torso and sending him to the ground. It was at this point that Eski felt fortunate enough to have robbed by a midget whose power level matched his stature. As he rose to his feet, Eski was definitely less than a hundred percent but at least he was in better shape than the saibaman. Eski looked at the teenager for a moment as he swiped his hand in an arc. It triggered the memory of Eski’s changeling nemesis, Malum. Sent by Frost, the changeling had used the invisible cutting technique in the same manner as this teenager was attempting to do now. According to Eski’s memory, the technique had been enough to knock him out, so there was no way that he was risking being hit by it now. Using a portion of the energy that he had left to fight with, Eski sprang into the air, moving a hundred feet in a matter of moments to ensure that he was well clear of the beam as it cut its way through the air. This time was different to the last and Eski could both see the beam’s energy through his scouter and sense it using his extra senses. As he descended slowly towards the ground after the leap, Eski watched helplessly as the boy used a sensu bean to recover much of his strength. It was at this point that Eski noticed a bunch of little insect-people that appeared to have come out of nowhere. Had he been out of it for so long that he didn’t notice an army landing? Eski was so distracted by the sudden appearance of these creatures that he didn’t notice that the teenager had surrounded him with another scatter shot. There was little he could do now except try and make himself as small as possible, but it did nothing to stop the pain that was inflicted by the dozens of little energy balls all hitting him at once. Just when he thought that the little Saiyan was done, he attempted another of the invisible cutting beams. It hurtled through the air towards Eski, who was once again forced to jump as high as he could to ensure that he wasn’t hit by the beam. His attention focused almost completely on the teenage Saiyan, Eski didn’t realise that Trunks had attacked him until it was almost too late. He turned in time to be hit by two blasts that were weaker than the scatter shots but were still strong in their own right. Floating motionless and overwhelmed for several moments, Eski’s mind cleared quickly and he landed on the ground between the two fighters. “You,” he said, pointing at the teenage Saiyan who had broken into his ship, “you broke into my ship, attacked me without warning and I sense much evil in you. Your fate will be decided in the afterlife!” “But you, Trunks,” he continued, pointing towards the purple-haired Saiyan interloper, “I sense no evil in you. You are free to go if you choose, but if you choose to aid this evil-doer then you may share his fate.” The only warning that he would give them now delivered, Eski powered up to his maximum in order to give them an example of just how untenable the situation was. Once he was convinced that their diapers were full enough, he turned his attention to the teenage robber. By now the stun grenade had taken full effect and he was standing there like a statue waited to get the shit beaten out of it. Eski dashed towards the teenage monkey and swung his hand at its ankle in order to seize the limb and use it as leverage to bash the monkey’s skull against the hard dark surface of the star port floor. Not finished, Eski aimed a kick at and the monkey’s stomach before following up to deliver another kick to the back of its head. As the last part of his attack on the hapless evil-doer, Eski aimed a knee at his face before moving around behind him and attempting to send him screaming to the ground with a hammer-blow to the back of the neck. Word Count: 854 Ki Used: 0% (18%)
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| Kale | Dec 10 2012, 12:57 AM Post #17 |
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Alright, time for a ruling. (Again *sighs*) Eski, ya just got hit with 5 advanced techs with no defensive actions against them. You're taking a fair amount of damage but your not dead or even near death. Carry on. |
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| Vash | Dec 11 2012, 08:34 AM Post #18 |
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Trunks wasn’t even paying attention to how much damage the opponent should have taken, no matter how crippling the attacks were. All he knew was that his arms were sore as hell. He reached in to his pocket and pulled out his magical senzu bean. He breathed heavily for a moment as he rolled the bean around in his fingers. Something so small may be all the jolt Trunks needed to give him a new edge. Trunks popped it in to his mouth and crunched down on it, the revitalizing effects instantly bringing sweet relief to his energy drained body. At least for a moment, anyway. Trunks already had his mind made up on what he was about to do. His opponent had said something, a vain attempt at striking fear in Trunks heart, but he wasn’t about to give that kind of satisfaction to anybody. ”Not. Today!” Trunks yelled back in retort. Trunks brought his hands to his side one more time, charging up energy along the way. He didn’t have a whole lot of tricks up his sleeve, but this one was a doozy. Small amounts of ki balls began forming from a raidus of roughly half a foot from his palms, and began gathering together in the center, forming a larger ball that kept on growing. Just when it was large enough, Trunks knew it was ready. He relocated where the enemy was, and just when he was about to release, Trunks disappeared. His speed carried him so quickly it looked as if he were invisible. He reappeared right in front of that asshole, threw his hands forward, and released his fully readied Big Tree Cannon directly at the opponent’s face from point blank range, letting out a primal scream as he did so. ---------------- Actions: 1) Eat Senzu Bean 2) ST + Big Tree Cannon Ki used: 36% (8,182) Total used: 36.3% 2954 PL: 34,091/45,454->23,523//31,364 Ki: 17,068/22,727 Str: 6,110->3156 Spd: 5,672->2718 Tou: 6,013->3059 Sta: 5,228->0 Vit: 5,376->2422 Fighting Style: Balanced Lv4 Prepared Items: Kazzantary Greaves Battle Gear |
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| Rem | Dec 11 2012, 08:34 AM Post #19 |
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| Android 16 | Dec 11 2012, 08:40 AM Post #20 |
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Gohan stood upon a lonely butte, gazing down at a verdant, evergreen valley below. The thick, full branches of the cedars and pines blocked his view of the valley floor, but he had been down there enough to know what he'd see. Old, rotten trunks that lay on their sides-which if picked up would reveal an amazing miniature ecosystem of grubs and insect life-and herds of roaming deer and solitary hunting cats, the animals going about their business with no care for anything beyond the few squares miles in which they resided. The smell of fresh mint and Spring's ripe bounty hung in the air like stalwart compatriots of childhood innocence: purity and joy. A smile lazily sprawled itself across his face, and laughter echoed in the back of his throat, just waiting to be released. "Goooohaaannn!" It was her. "Dinner, Gohan!" Her voice was the music of angels, the dance of carefree summer days and excited winter mornings after the first snow fall. She was everything to him, and he for her. Together they had adventured through these very woods, and laughed around the kitchen table where no one else could hear. She knew all of his secrets, and had kissed and bandaged all of his hurts. She was his hero, champion, and defender. She was his Mom. He turned at the sound of her voice, the forest giving way to a broad clearing that met the lapping ocean upon a sandy beach. Right before the emerald grass met the sand stood their house, smoke rising heavenward from its chimney. With a shout of "Okay, Mom!" he started to run, flying down the risen knoll towards the vale below with arms stretched wide and free-like a bird preparing to catch wing and soar. As he neared the bottom, small trees and brush began to dot the landscape about him, then changing once more into a thick, aged forest. He kept to the trail that had long been etched into the lightly carpeted woody floor, a sense of urgency rising within him as he ran. He needed to see her. Desperately, like never before. He wanted to leap joyously into her arms and never let go. He wanted to feel her arms embrace him, and the gentle peck of her lips upon his thickly maned crown. But... Something was wrong. As he ran the path, that same path that had been there for as long as he remembered and had never changed, except to disappear beneath mounds of snow and stickly fallings of evergreen, it changed. The path disappeared and he found himself running along some unknown forest path. Only... there was no path, simply trees and brush to either side. He stopped, his breath coming in quick jerks as he spun around, trying to find his way back upon the trail. A hand suddenly shot forth from a tree... No! Not a tree! A man! A large man. A Saiyan Man! "Gohan... It is time you become a Saiyan warrior." "No." Gohan jerked and tried to break free, he vainly pummeled at the arm that gripped him by the shirt front. "I have to go eat dinner, Mr. Corvus. Let me go. Let me GO!" The boy kicked out and caught the older man in the gut, eliciting a startled 'Oomph', and weakening his hold just long enough for Gohan to wriggle free, fall to the ground and take off at a dead run in the opposite direction. Gohan got about a dozen feet before a tall, white figure appeared from behind a tree, arms crossed across his chest. "Saiyan Brat... You're running away, again?" Gohan came skidding to a stop, but didn't have the reflexes to dodge Lord Frost's tail as it came whipping around, almost too fast to be seen, and left a line of broken skin and rising welts across his cheek. "You are pathetic. My men tell me you cry yourself to sleep at night. Pathetic!" The tail slashed across the air the other way, catching Gohan in the nose and sending a spurt of bright, ruby blood splattering against the verdant grounds. Gohan, panic rising within him, not knowing what was going on, what he was supposed to do, where he could go, turned and fled again. His feet slapped against the carpet of twigs and brush beneath him. He had to escape, had to get to his mothers house, to safety... And then before him again appeared a pink skinned alien, floating in mid air, legs beneath him. "You have failed my training... And I will never teach you the final secret to Instant Transmission." The Pink man turned away from him in air, his body levitating him away from the boy. "STOP!" Gohan yelled, "You have to! I have to find my mom! I don't know how to get home!" Gohan sank to his knees then, palms covering his eyes as hot, stinging tears rolled down his face, burning even more fiercely as the salty solution touched his battered cheeks. A sound to his left caused him to look up, and he saw a tall, powerfully built Yardrat emerging from the underbrush. "You will die!" The Yardration shouted, and Gohan tried to get to his feet to run. He made it two steps before a heavy fist crushed him to the ground, and then even heavier boots began to lay into his midsection. But of a a sudden, it was over, and he was moving. Gohan looked around and was surprised to see Trunks, carrying him away from the angry Yardrat warrior. "Trunks?" Gohan hadn't trusted the boy when they had first men, he was some sort of Saiyan... And Corvus had been a Saiyan... Trunks winked at him, "Let's go home," the other boy said. In the next instant the two were falling from the air. Trunks was screaming in pain and Gohan in terror. "Saiyan Brats. You think you can come to our planet and make fools of us!?" The voice of a Damaskian gangster forced Gohan to turn. A man with a knife was approaching him.... Another was heading for Trunks, lying on the ground and unaware of what was about to happen to him. "NO!!!" Gohan shouted, rising to one knee and unleashing a blaze of energy so hot and intense that the man, and the forest about him crackled with fire before incinerating into nothing more than ash. "NOOO!" Gohan yelled. "WHY CAN'T I GO HOME!" he screamed... "Gohan!" Something was shaking him. "GOHAN! Oh man, Gohan, are you dead bro?" The Forest, the gangsters, and the illusion of home around Gohan disappeared. It was replaced by a world on fire. Fire in the literal and figurative sense. Flames danced along the vessels parked in the space port, spreading from one to another. The occasional explosion in the distance was audible to his ears, as well as the far off distant sound of sirens. Gohan blinked, trying to clear whatever was in his eyes... But something was wrong... He groaned, and reached his hand up to feel his face... and almost puked as his fingers touched raw, bare muscle and gore that should have been safely nestled behind his skin. One of his eyes obviously weren't working, and there was a cool liquid seeping down his neck. Tracing it, and then looking at his hand, he saw that blood was flowing out of his ears. "Oh, you aren't dead." Trunks said. "You look it though." Gohan swung his eyes.... eye, in the direction of the voice, but had had to turn his head because his peripheral vision wasn't tracking that far. A bolt of pain laced lightning traveled the length of his spine as he did, and he quickly stopped the motion. Something was wrong with his neck... It wouldn't turn. "Help... me up, Trunks." Gohan whispered. "... We should run.. Can't you do that teleport thing and get us away from here?" "Can't...run." Gohan muttered, and started pushing himself back to his feet. "Won't... any more." "Ahh... jeez, man." Trunks said exasperatedly, and then moved to help Gohan to his feet. It hurt, a lot. But he had taken more beatings in the past year than he had thought he could stand. It had made him strong. It had made him capable. Gohan, shakily, stood there, with the help of Trunks, and looked up... There he was. The Saiyan, his figure outlined by fire, his visage scornful in the deep, flickering shadows of the chaotic night. "I have to kill him." Gohan whispered. "Or I'll never see her again..." Gohan had faced trials and tribulations across the entire Galaxy on his quest to return home. Here... on Damaskia, would be his final test. Either he would overcome the last challenge that had been put before him, or he would die. That was it. That... was the choice before him. He had never wanted to kill anyone before. He had done it, but never on purpose... Now though... it was all he wanted. One more death, the man's blood on his hands, would spell freedom for Gohan, and buy him passage home. "I have to do it, Trunks." Gohan said... and then he ran. He stumbled at first, his legs not wanting to stay beneath him, his head not wanting to stay up right, his eyes wanting to close, and his body wanting to simply give out. But he gritted his teeth, chipped and broken though they were, and he forced himself to persevere. Energy crackled within him, anger rose from the depths of his soul, ascended through him, and then burst forth from his lungs in a mighty roar of power. And then he moved. His speed increased dramatically for a second and he appeared just in front of the Saiyan. His arms loosed the power contained within them, a momentous blast of energy that spewed from his fingers and palms like magmatic fire, aimed at that hate filled face before him. His feet hit the ground and he leaped sideways, uncoordinated, and his back slammed into the ground and he rolled. He came up in a jog, desperate to pull forth the very last morsels of energy from within him. Everything or nothing, that was what he was fighting for, and that was what he had to give. Everything. Again he moved, his body feeling ready to tear apart at the seams as he pushed it harder, faster. His legs came into contact with the other fighters shoulder, and he kicked off at the last second- just as he unleashed yet another explosive rip tide of plasma and anger. And then he slammed into the ground again, the jolt snapped his teeth together, grinding his bruised ribs against his sternum and eliciting a high pitched yelp of anguish. "I have... to... TRY!" Gohan shouted. He couldn't move anymore. His body had nothing left to give him. But his soul.... His soul would give him the strength to overcome. Wearily he lifted one rubber feeling arm into the air. It shook from the strain it took to simply keep it aloft. "HaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAHHHH!" he screamed. And screamed... And screamed. And with his scream came power and energy, flowing from him, from some deep reservoir locked within his untapped potential. He fired blindly into the air, not even caring where the blasts went. He had one more try to end this, one last hope for victory. Suddenly... The night was still, and alive with luminosity. Fire burned away the darkness, and the light of scores of energy bolts hanging motionless in the air banished it. "Mooooooooommaaaa!" Gohan cried, and tears rolled down his lacerated cheeks. He clenched his one hand in the air with a firm sense of finality, and sent the balls of energy streaking towards their target, homing in on the last obstacle that stood between him and his only desire. Action 1: Lose (trunks) Action 2: ST+ Flash bomb (12%) (Stam cost: 1066) Action 3: ST+ Flash bomb (12%) (Stam cost: 1066) T.Action: Scattershot (20%) (Stam cost: 1776) Energy Used: 44% Total Energy Used: 48.5+44= 92.5% 3803
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| Morgan Syn | Dec 11 2012, 09:51 AM Post #21 |
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The brats looked substantially less impressed by his speech than Eski would have liked. Were they not aware that their very lives depended on not pissing him off any further? It was then that he looked more closely at the damage that he had inflicted upon the teenager who had broken into his ship and tried to attack him when he wasn’t paying attention. What he saw made him sick to his stomach. The repeated blows to the head had resulted in gravel rash that left muscle fibres exposed. Looking down at his hands, Eski was startled to see blood there. A child’s blood was on his hands. He looked up to see the boy’s friend charging up another of the same energy attacks that he had used previously. Eski really didn’t want to get hit by another one; the fact that the kid was a whiney little pissant didn’t mean that his attacks didn’t sting. The kid became a blur, obviously when he was ready to fire the beam. He wasn’t impossible to see by any stretch of the imagination but his speed had definitely increased dramatically with the culmination of charging his latest attack. Reacting largely instinctively, Eski reached within himself to bring out the full potential of his body’s power, springing backwards as the kid fired the blast from a position that a fraction of a second earlier had been right where Eski was standing. He swiped his hand in an arc from his waist to his shoulder in order to deflect the blast over his ship and away from his face. Eski liked his face and didn’t want it to be all burned up from an energy attack. Eski returned his attention to the teenager, who had miraculously managed to take his feet despite the severe injuries that his body had suffered. Still feeling sick to his stomach about what he saw, Eski went to look away but stopped himself. He had inflicted those injuries and now he had to face his victim. Even the people he had tortured to death on Frost had been less injured when they died than this kid. In spite of his general dislike for Saiyan, Eski felt a begrudging sort of respect for this kid stirring amongst the nausea. The kid put on a burst of speed before firing a blast at point black range in the same way that his partner in crime had tried to do. The anguish that Eski felt about his actions burst through the dam in his chest and came out his mouth in a scream of rage and anguish that dissipated the blast into nothing and left him panting with the spent emotional energy. The kid wasn’t done after one shot, struggling around like a broken marionette before firing another blast that Eski was too overcome with emotion to even think about blocking. It hit him in the chest like a truck and knocked him to the ground, where he lay motionless. How could he inflict such damage to a child? The Ascended Knights had been right to ostracise him; he had no business being a hero. A multitude of sparks and small balls of energy erupted from where he knew the kid lay and Eski wondered if that was the signal of the child’s demise. It was only when the balls hung in the air did Eski’s stupefied mind recall the scatter shot technique and by that time there was nothing he could do but assume the foetal position while the balls rained down upon him, all the while wishing the physical pain would increase so that the emotional turmoil would be forced to subside so that self-preservation could occur. Eski got slowly to his feet, the purple-haired lad forgotten for the moment. He walked to where the teenage Saiyan lay, unsure of whether or not the kid was alive or dead. Kneeling beside the child, Eski tried to find a pulse and found that the kid was still holding on but barely. It was better to put him out of his misery. A heavy heart thudding in his chest and his mind clouded by self-resentment, Eski held out an open palm to fire a blast of energy that would end the child’s suffered. For several long moments he stood with his palm outstretch before he snapped it into a frustrated fist. He just couldn’t do it. He couldn’t kill a child just like that. At that moment, Eski remembered the purple-haired kid and looked up. There was hatred in the kid’s eyes and Eski knew that this fight was far from over. Self-preservation instincts wouldn’t permit him to throw the fight out of guilt, but he didn’t want to fight anymore and resolved to end the fight quickly. Like a shot from a gun, Eski burst into action, moving from side to side in the air in the hope that the kid would lose track of his movements and fall victim to what he hoped would be the final attack he needed to make. As he got closer, Eski raised a palm into the air and formed a disk of energy that hovered above his hand as he continued to move side to side while drawing every closer to the purple-haired Trunks. When he was approximately five metres to his opponent’s right hand side, Eski wound up as though he was going to throw before using the after-image technique to leave an image of himself behind while he moved at super speed to Trunk’s left hand side and threw the disk at the purple-haired Saiyan’s hip to ensure that it would be hard to dodge but wouldn’t inflict life-threatening injuries. Word Count: 948 Ki Used: 11% (18%)
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| Vash | Dec 11 2012, 10:12 PM Post #22 |
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Trunks’ arms swung low and lifeless by his sides. He was throwing everything he had at the opponent, but things were still looking grim. It was about time for a desperation move. He and Gohan didn’t have very many options left. Although discouraged his last attack didn’t have the impact that he had intended it to have, he was still pleased with the results of the Saiyan duo’s onslaught. But he was tired. His muscles were aching from fatigue alone, after all, he had yet to be hit by a single attack of retaliation. All along, the opponent kept warning Trunks that if he would only give up and run, that his life would be spared. However, that would mean leaving Gohan, his best and most trustworthy ally out to defend himself alone. That wasn’t going to happen. No matter what, Trunks had it set in his mind that he was going to see this whole situation through to the bitter end. But the opponent was on the move, and quickly at that. Trunks and Gohan must have been getting under his skin, he was more serious than he had seen him up to this point. The warrior began shifting left and right, disappearing and reappearing with insane speed. It was hard for Trunks to focus and keep track of his movements. Trunks could see, during the brief moments of visibility, that an energy attack was being charged as his opponent swiftly moved through the air. Trunks tried his best to guess when the attack would be carried out, but there was no real way for that to happen. Trunks threw all of his body weight to his right in an attempt to dodge at the last second, but he wasn’t able to move fast enough. The attack gouged his left side as Trunks fell from the sky. He hit the ground hard, and although it was extremely difficult, and he stumbled as he got up to his feet, he did manage to survive. But the blood was pouring out of his left hip. He was losing blood, quickly. There wasn’t much time left. Now was the time, the moment of absolution. Trunks’ eyes strained to focus, but was able to seek out the location of the enemy. He didn’t have much at all left in him for energy, so it was going to have to be up to Gohan to finish what he had started. But Trunks was going to give Gohan the best chance he had at ending this. Trunks brought his hands up to his face. The pain stung at his left side, bringing Trunks to place as much weight on his right side as he could, while still facing the opponent. He spread his fingers apart, and using the energy from the Damaskian sun, sent out a shockwave of bright, blinding energy at the man Trunks was growing to despise. “Good luck... Gohan...” Trunks managed to breathe out, before collapsing to the ground unconcious. Trunks TWC 1,600 ---------------- Actions: 1) Partial Dodge 2) Solar Flare Ki used: 8% Total used: 60.3% PL: 34,091/45,454->16,603/22,138 Ki: 17,068/22,727 Str: 6,110->1,735 Spd: 5,672->1,297 Tou: 6,013->1,638 Sta: 5,228->0 Vit: 5,376->1,001 Fighting Style: Balanced Lv4 Prepared Items: Kazzantary Greaves Battle Gear |
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| Android 16 | Dec 12 2012, 02:39 AM Post #23 |
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Note: A Mark 2 scouter is not able to be equipped with an Eye shield UNLESS you also have the Scouter Interlock token item. You do not have it shown as equipped, so the eye shield can't be equipped either. He had been about to kill Gohan, the boy knew. He had been standing over him preparing to kill him... And then hadn't. Gohan was confused, why hadn't he done it? why hadn't he ended it... The young boy fumbled at his utility belt for one of the last, unopened pouches and pulled out a small vial of liquid. It was nasty, tasted horrible... But it would give him the strength to carry on, if just for a few moments longer. That was all he needed. He had given everything, and still the man refused to go down, refused to die. It was like fighting some sort of immortal, mythical beast. But he had to flee now. He had to get Trunks and instant transmit away.... Trunks! Quickly Gohan forced his trembling hand to his mouth, grasping the vial between his teeth and gulping furiously until the last of its contents flowed down his throat. Then, he rolled over onto his stomach. His head was turned towards the direction that the other warrior had moved in... No... he thought to himself, he saw why the man had left him then. Trunks was standing there, barely able to stand on his own two legs, trembling from the strain the battle thus far had taken upon him. With a callous motion their enemy created a disk of whirling, menacing energy. "NO!" Gohan shouted. "TRUNKS!" he screamed, right as the the purple haired boy dodged, but not fast enough. Blood geysered from a wound in his side, a shriek of pain escaped his lips, and he fell. "NOOO!" Gohan screamed, and before he knew it he was upon his feet. Running across the distance between himself and Trunks, leaping over destroyed sections of star ships and exposed rubble from the former blacktop parking area. Trunks stood. Gohans heart leapt in joy for a moment, maybe the wound HADN'T been so bad after all! Then trunks gave him a wink, and brought his hands up in a solar.. Gohan brought an arm up, ducking his eyes into his elbow as a sudden bright light washed over the area. He took his face away and blinked the spots away, his arms coming out just in time to catch Trunks as he started to fall. "Trunks!" Gohan shouted as he sank to his knees, cradling the body of his friend in his arms. His scouter was saying very bad things about the power level of Trunks, so Gohan tore it off and threw it aside. "Trunks, TRUNKS!" He shouted, shaking the boy. A wetness in Gohans lap grabbed his attention for a second. Blood... everywhere blood. "Oh Trunks..." Gohan muttered, and then looked up, fire in his eyes as he caught sight of the bastard who'd done this. "Why him?!" Gohan Shouted, "You could have killed me! But you attacked him!" Gohan had always thought Trunks was stronger than him, and maybe he had been... But Gohan had been tested and forged in the hearth fires of the PTO itself, forced to train under Lord Frost for the better part of a year. Trunks may have had power... But Gohan had the fire within to burn away the coldest, frozen hell. And he would show this bastard. He would show him now, EXACTLY how Gohan had escaped from Frieza... "I'm going to kill you." Gohans voice sizzled, his eyes smoldered. "AND EVERYONE ELSE WHO WON'T LEAVE US ALONE!" He leapt into the air, knowing what he was doing would burn him up, from the inside out. Tears stung at the corners of his eyes, but he refused to let them fall. "GYAAAAARRRRIIKKKKUUUUU!!!!" Gohan roared, his arms rising beside his face, his body rising into the air, higher, higher. "HOOOOOOOOUUUUUU!!!" He screamed, his voice shrill and piercing as his arms shot forward, unleashing a monsterous wave of power... Not at his enemy, the Saiyan... Not at anything in particular. He simply picked out a clearish section of the Space port, and aimed for it. This technique, Mr. Corvus had warned him, was never to be used... It had the power to destroy entire planets, and that was Gohan's purpose here. He could not beat this Saiyan, could not beat the hordes of evil people that seemed to always stand before him, hurting him, stopping him... If he and Trunks were going to die... THEN SO WOULD EVERYONE ELSE!!!! Action 1: Lose (trunks) Action 2: Potion Action 3: Gallick Gun (Charge) T.Action: Gallick Gun @ Damaskia! Energy Used: 18-15=3% Total Energy Used: 95.5%
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| Morgan Syn | Dec 12 2012, 10:43 AM Post #24 |
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By the time he saw the amount of blood that was pouring from the wound that he had inflicted on the other boy, Eski was too numb to care. It seemed that the efforts of the demons and angels hadn’t managed to change anything about him and all of that rubbish about his soul was exactly that, rubbish. At heart, Eski was a brutal changeling who didn’t care about the lives of others and it didn’t matter what meat suit he was wearing; he would always be like that. All things considered, the truth was a welcome revelation. The cognitive dissonance that had been caused by all of this bullshit about being a good guy had been doing Eski’s head in for as long as he could remember. It would bother him no more. An arrogant laugh escaped Eski’s Saiyan lips as Trunks moved in front of the rising sun and placed his hands to his forehead. Solar Flare wouldn’t work on Eski; his Mark II Scouter would see to that. Though this particular upgrade was yet to be tested in battle, Eski had been assured by the dealer that it was compatible with his upmarket scouter. As the light spread outwards from the purple-haired Saiyan, the folly of relying on another’s word quickly became apparent. With a fizzing noise and a pop, the eye shield’s interface failed and Eski received an eyeful of the blinding sunlight. The kids were pretty well destroyed, physically but if Eski couldn’t see them then he couldn’t finish them off. After he raged and clawed at his face for a few moments, Eski's eyesight returned and he saw a large energy attack being prepared by his other opponent, before a finishing move was deployed by the teenage Saiyan that Eski had assumed was incapacitated. There were only three options. Leave the planet to its fate and blast off in his spaceship; throw himself between the planet and the beam to save it; or try and beat the kid at his own game by firing his own beam back at the finishing move. Since Eski doubted that he could get beyond the blast radius in time and was absolutely not sacrificing himself, he decided on option three. The lone Saiyan used the afterimage technique again in order to boost himself to where the beam would impact at his maximum speed before holding his arms out beside him in preparation for his own finishing move. Two large balls of green energy appeared beyond his fingertips and grew in size until he brought his hands around in front of him in order to join the balls together. From this immense ball of green energy he fired the beam. The keshi midori beam hurtled towards the galick-gun at immense speed and threatened to overwhelm the beam if the kid who Eski couldn’t sense anymore didn’t do something about it. Word Count: 616 Ki Used: 21% (39%)
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| Kale | Dec 13 2012, 11:48 PM Post #25 |
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Alright so.... Winners and losers right? Gohan and Trunks, enjoy your time in the ND. Eski, you're borderline dead. Battle's over. Carry on. |
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