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Z Force And Broli [w] V Atla [l] And Vash [l]; Sneak Attack; ref = Ayakon
Topic Started: Mar 9 2013, 08:53 PM (769 Views)
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ADBZ Senpai
There was no transition, no blinding white light, and certainly no reason. Stranded on an unknown planet because of a pissed off Yaidratian who just happened to know Instant Transmission, this day couldn't have possibly gotten any worse. Which, of course, meant that it would. Again, like Yaidrat, there was absolutely nothing to do on this planet. Buildings were in ruin and any hint of civilization were long gone. There was no way back either, nor was there any way to contact Bardock, Castiel, or even Jeice. He truly was stuck here. But hey- at least the natives were better? Because there weren't any. Which was an interesting concept, considering there was still a crude road composed of dirt which looked recently used. Was there someone around? Someone to save him from a fate worse than death? Probably worse than a hang nail too? Upon closer inspection Zarbon saw a silhouette traversing this road. Perhaps i can ask this fine gentleman for directions.... he thought to himself silently. But what he saw next made his stomach nearly turn inside out. A tall, looming.... thing walked closer, with two antennae, and... and.... words could not even began to describe that grotesque image. Zarbon was in the air long before it came closer. High, high in the air where the air supply was thin, but where he was safe. The horror.... the horror.... was all he could manage to choke out behind the tears. It was a six foot tall cockroach and there was nobody around to squish it for him. It was a six foot tall cockroach and there was probably thousands more of them on this planet. It was a six foot tall cockroach and it was going to die. With unrelenting force Zarbon crashed down to the planet's crust and stomped on the enormous bug's head, using all of his Ki to push farther and farther down, waiting for the euphoric splat noise that usually happened whenever Bardock squished a bug for him. It never came though. Now quite embarrassed, Zarbon flipped off of this Arlian's head and landed behind it on the dirt road.

He tried to speak but nothing came out. Well, that's not entirely true- during stressful situations such as these, like meeting Yssuron for the first time, whenever Zarbon tried to speak bursts of flame came out. It was a strange phenomena; one that he never tried to figure out why. But as the green alien tried to apologize, a stream of blazing hot fire rushed out to greet the Arlian's ugly bug face. Again, he just... stood there, unsure of what to do or say. Then an idea came to him- he could play off this embarrassing little mishap by pretending to do it on purpose! Zarbon grinned happily as he opened his mouth wider this time, using all his energy to force a bubble to come out of his mouth. A very large, yellow bubble. His jaw remained open as this bubble turned into a dome of pure energy, and built up pressure until finally- finally it shot out of his mouth aimed at his foe's midsection (though can you really even aim such a thing?) Here he stood triumphantly and confidently. That was actually kind of fun! He hadn't been able to really hurt somebody in quite awhile, but there was some sadistic pleasure Zarbon took from burning insects that fueled this strange desire. Perhaps it was all of the volcano jokes earlier? Regardless of the reason Zarbon mimicked his previous 'accident' and burped up some more embers with the hopes of enveloping this disturbing creature. That will teach you to be ugly! Zarbon shouted out, instantly regretting that decision to speak. Bad mouthing opponents was not exactly his forte. Shooting Ki on the other hand- well now, that was something not even he could mess up. That same malicious grin from earlier crept up on his face as the emerald alien made a fist with his right hand, loosening his composure. A single finger stood above the rest as it shook left to right in a scolding gesture, as if his adversary had done something wrong. However, when it began to glow a deep green, all doubt of intent was most likely cast aside. A long beam spiraled out of Zarbon's fingertip and raced to the unfortunate adventurer's shoulder, leaving a fatigued and content alien to contemplate his decision to use that much Ki at the start.

But there was no time for regrets now! Zarbon eyed his opponent down, focusing on a particularly entrancing object. It was so long... so deliciously hard... he needed to have it. It was the most beautiful sword ever forged, and Zarbon definitely had seen a lot of swords in his life time. Mmmmm... I'm going to take your sword, k? The alien stepped back and unsheathed his own sword which glistened in the sun. Pointing it to the native, he rushed at him with an underhand swing, aimed for Atla's left arm. Regardless if it hit or not Zarbon proceeded to use his other open palm to push the Arlian's chest cavity backwards. His movements were liquid grace, even as his eyes spit fire and held unfathomed rage. Who did this bug think he was? Trying to exist in Zarbon's perfect world? It was utterly disgusting. In fact its every movement was a disgrace to nature, a testament to ugliness everywhere. It would have to be stopped from even doing that. With one quick motion Zarbon pulled a small ball out of his spandex underwear and tossed it at Atla's feet. Scanning the area yielded one other possible weapon- a beehive. I certainly hope you aren't allergic to bees... he said as he picked the hive up, shook it as hard as he could, and also threw it down at his feet. Dozens of... things flew out of it, pissed off at the first thing they could see. Whatever they were, they certainly weren't bees. They were hideous.



Stats:
Power level- 21,630 / 28,840
Ki- 12,216 / 16,289
Strength- 4,121
Speed- 4,984
Toughness- 4,176
Stamina- 4,071 - 1,233 = 2,838
Vitality- 3,921

Ki used: 10.1%



Actions:
Sneak 1: Fly + SA
Sneak 2: Fire Breath + Second Wave + Mouth Blast
Sneak 3: Fire Breath + Second Wave + Adept One Finger Blast
Sneak 4: SA w/ Sword
Action 1: SA
Action 2: Stasis Grenade
Action 3: Lost
Scouter: Arlian Hive





Prepped Items:
Sensu Bean
Arlian Hive
Stasis Grenade
Energizer
Adrenaline
Android 18
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1 Sep 13, 05:28 AM
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[Base PL - 40,638]

Atla nodded to his king, his liege. The fact that he had effectively betrayed the entire Arlia people by leaving this place behind in his own personal quest for power, had left a bad taste in everyone’s mouth. Even now, he had just proven himself and his new power in the gladiatorial pits, it was obvious that there were still many who did not believe that Atla belonged among them. That was fine; Atla had no need of their acceptance. The fact that he was now far stronger than he had ever been, and could have ever become simply waiting here and fighting in the pits, was more than enough for him. It was something that he had not fully appreciated until now, when his power was relevant.

He had been sent on another test, another quest with some others, all for their people, to further prove his loyalty. He was basically at the bottom rung of the totem pole. He had to prove himself, now, to get back that loyalty that he had lost when he’d essentially told his king to shove it, that he was no longer working with them. But that time had come and gone, now . He was back, here, and he had to work his way back up, as he had when he’d been allowed into adulthood. He had once been the captain of the guard, but now… now he was less than a soldier. He was just a gladiator; waiting to die.

The warrior once more bowed to his king, and then turned to leave the castle. There were a number of things that were still required for him to do, and this next task was among the worst. Several of the creatures they used as mounts were growing out of hand due to a bull that had recently been bred that was proving too difficult even for the normal soldiers, here. The simple fact was, he had to kill it. It wasn’t going to be enough to simply keep it from the others; they’d tried that, and the beast had gotten free again. The only real steps to follow were to kill it, and be done with it.

He sighed as he began walking across the field, taking as much time as necessary to get the deed done. It was in fact, completely out of the norm for him to suspect, anything really. And that’s why he didn’t even notice the alien descending from the sky, didn’t see anything until he grunted as a foot slammed into his face, trying to force him to the ground… but the twelve foot Arlian wasn’t one to be squashed so easily. He gave a grunt as the alien removed himself from Atla’s face, then looked as if he were going to speak… and then a blast of fire emerged.

“Gah, what the hell!?” Atla roared out as he tried to blink, and then the other continued to assault him with attacks. The Arlian grunted as the attacks charred his chitinous armor, but thankfully, most of them lacked the real power of something to damage him. Then he heard the creature say something about taking his blade. The Arlian gladiator growled low, now having enough time to breathe after this assault had ended, and made him realized that he wasn’t going to be someone that was just going to go away.

However, as he saw the other start to draw a blade, Atla realized he didn’t have enough time to draw his own blade, and instead, began to deepen his connection with the world around him, tapping into the latent energies of the elements, before his hands began to frost over. “I advise you not to take Arlians lightly. Especially myself,” he spoke, as his left hand moved swiftly, catching the wrist of the sword hand and the other as it launched towards his chest, a flash of frost flowing over the alien’s hands. “I’m not exactly your run of the mill gladiator…”

However, the other managed to extricate himself, though the frost was still spreading, and threw a small sphere at Atla’s feet, causing him to grimace, before the alien dared to grab one of the Arlian Egg Sacs from a nearby tree. The little creatures wouldn’t have developed their own minds, yet… and were going to attack the first thing they saw which was, as Atla watched it sail through the air… him.


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Base Stats- [Current Stats]
Power Level – 30,478 // 40,638 [30,778 // 41,038]
Ki – 15,239 // 20,319
Strength – 5,487 [6,037]
Speed – 5,549 [5499]
Toughness – 4,736 [4686]
Stamina – 5,454 [5404 - 762 = 4642]
Vitality – 4,642 [4592]

Ki Used This Turn – 10%
Ki Remaining – 90.0%


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Actions- 3 Actions from Current Speed, -1 For Stasis
Free      - Take A1
Free      - Take Sneak 2
Free      - Take Sneak 3
Action 1  - Ice Blast vs Sneak4
Action 2  – Ice blast vs Action1
Free      - Take Action 2
Free      - Take Scouter


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Important Gear
Assassin's Edge - -50 All stats on hit


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Items-
N/A


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Extra Info-
Speed Teleports – 5/5
Counters – 2/2

Weapon Techs-
Aura Blade
Healing Blade
Triple Strike
Verberation Blade
Sword Grappling

Ki Mastery I - Stamina drain at 50%

Charisma – 176 [186]
Determination – 63 [73]
Intelligence – 522 [532]
Wiki
<select>
<option>Stats</option>
<option>Str: 2857</option>
<option>Spd: 2292</option>
<option>Tou: 2259</option>
<option>Stm: 2926</option>
<option>Vit: 2223</option>
</select> <select>
<option>Moves</option>
<option>Energy Wave</option>
<option>Mouth Blast*</option>
<option>Mesposo</option>
<option>Double Energy Wave*</option>
<option>Blast Punch </option>
<option>Fire Breath </option>
</select>
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Current PL: 110,516


Atla, was in trouble. The only person Vash had met, outside of the other random Arlians crawling around on this godforsaken planet, ever since he managed to break free from the confines of hell itself was in trouble. They had been investigating a strange radiation signal in the west. They were supposed to meet up the next day and check it out. That was when Vash’s scouter, which still had Atla’s power level logged into its memory, picked up his Arlian friend’s power level waver. This was not good indeed.

Vash stood up from the table he was sitting at, minding his own business, dining on whatever passed for food on this bug infested planet, and made his way to the door, his crimson surcoat whipping violently as his feet shuffled forward.

“Hey aren’t you gonna pay for that?” the owner standing behind the bar declared as Vash placed one hand on the door. Vash simply shook his head and smiled. He had much bigger things to worry about than a 12 zeni bill. Maybe next time.

He pushed the door open and flew high into the sky, setting his scouter once more on Atla’s location, and flew there as quickly as he could. By the time he got there, Atla was already in the thick of things with some green skinned guy with a long green ponytail. If Vash didn’t know any better, he could have sworn the man was gay. Gay to be fighting and carrying on, in the old fashioned sense of the word mostly associated with happiness. Whoever this man was, he was certainly gay to be fighting.

Vash, thinking quickly, had to buy Atla some time. His Arlian friend was under heavy fire, obviously caught off guard by the assault. Reacting even quicker, Vash raced over to the green skinned man, his fist pulled backwards. When he got in range, Vash threw his right hand forward. He had learned this trick a while ago, and it certainly came in handy in times of dire need to slow down a raging opponent, and this situation was no different. His fist opened up wide, his fingers spread apart. He had learned the ability to manipulate temperature with his ki, and as he sent the blast flying forward, he dropped the temperature of his blast to below freezing temperatures, turning it a cold blue color. It even gave off steam as it made its way towards its mark. One was good, two was better. After all, most of the best things in the universe came in pairs.

With Vash’s left hand, he repeated the same motions, sending another arctic blast of energy towards the pony tailed assailant. Vash was looking to cool him off anyway he could think of, and this was hopefully doing the trick. Another card he had up his sleeve was this neat little grenade he had picked up at one of Arlia’s local shops.

Reaching for a capsule inside of his red surcoat, Vash pulled it out and threw it overhand at the green warrior. There, he thought to himself, that ought to slow him down at least a little bit.

Vash walked a few steps forward before reaching into his surcoat once more. Another handy little device might be useful in a situation such as this. He pulled out another capsule, and pressed the button on the top before tossing it a few feet in front of him.

A machine that looked similar to a fire hydrant appeared. Vash walked over to it, and punched a few buttons into the control panel on the side of it. The machine began to hum, low at first, but grew into a much louder growl, and a shot of energy fired straight up out of the top of it, creating a barrier of sorts with a radius of one hundred feet, as he specified in the computer. This ought to make things interesting, Vash thought. If this green alien was going to have friends come join in on the fun, they certainly weren’t getting in here by normal means.

WC 683
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Actions:
1) Ice Blast (5%)
2) Ice Blast (5%)
3) Stasis Grenade
4) SFG

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Stats
PL: 110,516
Ki: 55,258
Str: 13,860 > 16,048
Spd: 13,228 > 14,728
Tou: 15,358 > 19,656
Sta: 13,368 > 12,539
Vit: 12,672 > 12,872


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Ki Used: 10%


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Prepped Items
Bag Full of Senzu Beans
Stasis Grenade
Static Field Generator
Faerie Dust
Capsule Corp Shield


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Equipment
Plated Damaskian Armor Mark IV + Surcoat
Adamantium Hardened Champion’s Gloves
Silent Shoes
Mark IV Helmet
Kunai
Energy Repeater


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2015 ROLE PLAY OF THE YEAR WINNER!!
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Eternal Lifeguard
Monitors
-Prelude-

Blanketed eyes stilled while the remainder of the Saiyan legend’s body finished healing entirely…onyx orbs shot open, and awake was now the beastly warrior! Bubbles drifted from the mask as the synthetic DNA began to drain from the rejuvenation chamber…the healing liquid beaded down the warrior’s hair, to his cheek and down his finely chiseled (battle hardened) body. Broli, taking his newly healed appendage, removed the device that helped to breath precious breathes of oxygen into his body while the healing had finally been done.

Broli craned his neck, hearing the cracks, feeling the joy to be back to the living…”Well, time to see what I have missed in the world…” the elite began to say, interrupted by the artificial intelligence program that saw to his vessel when the horn of battle cried, or whatever dubious adventure might have sought out Custos’, the North Galaxies Guardian.

Sir, there is a message from the empire. They said to replay it for you as soon as you were fully healed and awake.

The elite grunted and nodded his head, “Must be important.” The warrior said as he reached for a towel to clean off his finely tuned vessel. As he continued to dry off, the message soon displayed itself as it always did…the council of intelligence and its chair were on the holographic message…

“Lord Broli, it has come to the attention that on a Planet Trade Organizations’ planet, that a relic from the past has presented itself…actually two to be honest. In any case, the blade…commonly known to a select few as ‘The Assassins Edge’ is being wielded by an Arlian; his name is not known, but we cannot allow a trade planet’s disciple to wield such a weapon. The blade is enchanted, so be weary of coming into direct contact with it.

As for the second item, there seems to be a race to find it. Diive had once wielded the ‘Inferno Rod’ but he had lost it to another Saiyan…you could say he has gone rogue but we are not sure. In any case, the crowned prince had destroyed that warrior and the rod had found its way back to its origin. Arlia.

You have probably guessed your mission by now, but to clarify. You are to ensure the wielder of the edge is to be destroyed…or take the blade. As for the race, make sure it falls into the right hands. We are aware that one of your crew members is attempting to find it. And since he falls under your rule, we trust you and the choices you make in the field. Make haste, time is of the essence…more than likely a battle has begun for these relics’ and the blade itself seems to love battle so that wielder may already be locked into a bout with some unlucky foe.”

The hologram flickered off and Broli blinked once as the mission filled his ears, without waiting Broli took off toward his room to begin his battle march. The elite rounded the giant halls of his newly acquired ship and entered his elegant chambers. “Well, seems like there is always someone to fight…maybe Chaos’ will be here for a rematch…” the warrior said as he grimaced in aching pain, “Guess that entire battle left me feeling its wake…” the warrior groaned, but shook it off within moments.

Within a few minutes Broli was outfitted with his battle gear, and holy cloak. He pulled the hood over his eyes and made his way silently to the bridge of his ship. Broli had the ship turn toward the planet in question and had a hologram of that deftly place appear on the screen. It was a crimson toned world, much like Vegeta-Sei, and a self-proclaimed warrior race had apparently ruled it. Broli laughed at the irony, literally.

Without hesitating, the elite warrior pressed his fingers to his head and created a worm hole through the galaxy that would be large enough to encompass his ship.

Warning, unexplainable void has appeared from the middle of no-where…take immed—

“Shut up, I created the damn thing…remind me to include a list of my powers to log into the central database of your program so you don’t sound the alarms every time I deem it necessary to use my powers altogether…okay?”

The ship went silent. As Broli commanded it to head into the splayed fabric of time…and without a second to delay the vessel, along with its commander, vanished into the void and appeared in a low orbit outside of the planet Arlia.

Current Time: Indecent Exposure

Broli’s onyx eyes locked onto the planet, “Computer analyze the terrain and expand search to planet surface entirely…” the elite voiced out, time was of the essence and he hoped to get this mission over and done with as soon as he possibly could. He was also curious to know which of his members of JT were down on the planet as it were…

Scan complete, it would appear three significantly higher power levels are in the same area…I will bring up the scene as we would see it from our eye.

A hologram appeared and showed a ravenous Arlian being attacked by a being Broli had never seen and hopping into action, from what Broli could see, was another warrior. It was clear the Arlian and other warrior were in cahoots, “Well, that doesn’t seem fair does it? Computer what are the readings of their power levels if they are significantly higher.”

Lord Broli, I will project a hologram of their projected capabilities along with their power levels on the screen next to the live feed.

His onyx orbs watched as the information from the three combatants scrolled its way across the holographic screen and into his mind. He soaked up the knowledge and quickly made a decision to join the battle.

“Remain in orbit, I have something special that can get me down there quicker than any ship we have currently. Keep defenses up and relay this information to the council. I shall not be long, as long as the readings are accurate and correct.”

The computer acknowledged, and from beneath the holy cloak of our hero…Broli took something from a pouch and began to sprinkle the findings over himself. The gold-like dust fell upon his raven-hair and began to disseminate the hulking Saiyan completely…the computer was literally at a loss for words as Broli’s Presence was completely gone from the ship!

The screen in Broli’s behemoth carrier focused upon another entering through the barrier, it was the living legend himself!

Boots on Ground

The egocentric warrior had materialized almost instantly, the enchanted dust bringing the warrior full circle inside of the battle as the two tantalizing beings had just finished their pursuit of the object of their eye. A cold chirp, which went along with the elite’s senses, provided a cool green hue over the Saiyan’s eye.

“Well, looks like you’re the stronger of the two…sorry, The Saiyan Empire says hello.” Broli let out as he took up his coveted crush stance. His muscular legs spread out shoulder width apart, and his knuckles turned white as his hands placed one another over each other. The elite then let his innate power out, the exposure to the land sifted the crimson sand and gave a slight quake beneath his feet...the slow rise in power would aler the ecosystem that a supeme and rabid warrior were here for one purpose...and one only, to complete his mission set forth from his empire.

Emerald electric energy sparked about the warrior, his muscles bulging and his cloak hiding his heralding body. Broli was Custos, only one could go toe to toe with him in sheer power and displays of combat hardened skill...and he was not currently here to interject in this fight. No this was going to be all over soon...his power sitting about three-quarters of his natural strength. The land was uprighted and the wind began to collectively run from the area...the golden light entrapped the warriors inside and Broli made a note of the encased prison. "You are all in here with me now...I would suggest you leave, and if my words and power are not enough...well let me show you how a warrior moves!" Broli let out, in a quaking voice.

Without further ado, Broli set out in a dominating display of speed and strength, the focus of his attention was on to the stronger of the two warriors. He was going to be first.

The blonde haired warrior was in for the fight of his life! Broli reached him in the blink of an eye, his fist curled behind his head and let loose a torrent of explosive jabs! The aim of their target was two cheeks, a nose followed up with a quick strike toward the foes’ sternum! As Broli finished that, he twisted his body (after pressing his boot off the ground), and brought up a double scissor kick aimed for the neck and rib cage of the damned warrior.

Broli’s holy cloak flailed in the air like a flag on Memorial Day, and the wind seemed to let loose an apish growl! The planet seemed to know who was creeping on his surface, and the Saiyan was pleased. The force of his boot had sent red dust into the sky as he continued his attack, his raven-hair flowing in style and removing the hood from the cover completely…fully exacting his image in full. Well, other than his immaculate body this was still covered by the cloak.

The elite didn’t stop, he wanted to pummel the being…the course of battle exciting him and rushing through his veins like a wild heard of buffalo rounding the plains of the mid-west! His fist extracted another flurry of jabs that were aimed at: the throat, the sternum, the ribs, and one more for the cheek-bone. The hellishly fast elite continued, he was like lightning and the hits (if they connected) would be resounding thunder!

Again he pressed off his feet and did a half-circle kick toward his foe’s abdomen, collapsing his leg at the knee and hopefully driving through it entirely…the initial kick would be to soften the area and the knee would drive the point home, literally! As he recalled his attacks, the warrior summoned energy from his mighty bowels and let loose the torrent of energy in a beastly howl! Broli watched as his mouth blast attempted to seer the head from its spot…if the warrior were lucky, the chain of events would not be too fast for him, but he was dealing with the living legend and elite warrior…Broli!

As the energy relinquished itself from the warrior, Broli turned his body and shot out a quick and powerful attack toward the Arlian. The emerald string of light streamed from the two fingers of its master…faster than the speed of sound and sight…its aim was for the heart of the monstrous beast! It sailed through the air as though it was the maiden voyage of the harbinger. Broli grinned, and completed his circle back toward Vash. The melody of battle continuing to set the pace of this battle!

Broli attempted to lock horns with the devil, close-quarters combat would make this even better and quicker of a defeat…the being had no hope to go head to head with such a superior warrior…The elite could not wait to see what this unknown warrior would soon do…time would only tell, and time was of the essence after-all.

WC: 1740

Ki used: 2%
Ki Remaining: 98%
Battle Fatigue(Vit): 0%
Battle Fatigue(dmg):0%

Actions:
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MK II (1):  Faerie Dust to get inside of SFG
Free-Unleash to 75%/Crush Stance
MK II (2):  4 QA @ Vash
1. 2 SA @ Vash
2. 4 QA @ Vash
3. 2 SA @ Vash
4. Mastered Mouth Blast @ Vash + Second Wave + Mastered Suiken @ Atla [-2% ki , DR 4, 3]
5.  Initiate Grapple w/Vash
Tact (0/2)


Prepared Items:
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1. Faerie Dust
2. Potion
3. Power Bar
4. Bag of Senzu’s [2/4]
5. CC Shield
6. Stasis Crystal
7. Stun Grenade
8. Arlian Hive

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Tactical FS lvl 20
Balanced FS lvl 6
USSJ [speed boost+Mystic]
Graceful lvl II, Loyal lvl II, Tactician lvl II
Telekinetic Mastery [0/2]
Telepathic Mastery [0/2]
Slippery Mind
Instant Transmission
Speed Teleport [0/7]
Counters v Vash [0/?]  <  will add up next post, cause got to see where I want my special counters placed.
Counters v Atla [0/?] ^ read above
-12% dmg [armor], +1% physicals, +5% healing items, +3 counters [tact,martial arts database, saljuk mastery sash]
Invisible Jumping [0/2]
Comet Shatterer [0/1]
SAM: +50 all stats
Trophies: +65 all stats
Double Speed v everyone

Combat Stats: [Current]
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Pl: 438,400 -->462,744 [347,058]
Ki: 219,200 -->231,372 [173,529]

str: 57,014-->59,029
spd: 60,383-->74,290
tou: 54,308-->56,463 [64,481]
sta: 55,126-->60,313
vit: 52,752-->55,567

Det: 1420-->1570
Cha: 1286-->1469 [+735 all stats allies]
Intel: 3096-->3266



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Base PL: 438,400
Combat Rune, Saiyan Perk, Training amplifier

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ADBZ Senpai
Zarbon wasn't even sure what had happened. One moment he was going toe-to-toe with some giant insect; the next he was encased in a giant block of ice. For a while. For the entire time he saw these events unfold before him, actually. The giant bug from earlier threw a blast of ice at him... or was it two...? Yes- it was two. But before it could even finish throwing the second one, some douche bag appeared and threw two more of the same technique at him. This was not acceptable. With barely enough time to break free, Zarbon swatted the ball of Ki as it came towards him, deflecting it right into a stray Arlian. Distracted with laughter at this new development, the green alien was again hit by ANOTHER blast. He was used to taking many balls, but four at once? It was simply unheard of! He could feel the two power levels from this new icy prison (again.) The first was nearly double Zarbon's own, yet this one cloaked in red was easily five times his own. Not only that, but immediately after joining, this one set up a barrier to prevent Bardock from joining in. Good. This fight is starting to be fair.... he thought to himself. It was obvious neither of them were properly trained in martial arts. They were savage. Barbaric. Unrefined. Like a cowboy riding into battle, guns blazing, aiming at whatever moved.

Then another one came into the scene. Not being able to turn his head, Zarbon had no idea how he bypassed the field. But he did know one thing. This man was beautiful. Rippling in muscles from head to toe, grey eyes glaring deep into his own soul, the alien's savior had appeared. He needed to introduce himself. Did this hulking man even know of Zarbon's existence? He was so embarrassed! Being caught with his pants down, so to speak. Using every ounce of strength he could muster, the Z Commander shattered the shackles to both his cell and his mind, sending shards flying everywhere in order to bridge the distance to his protector.


Stats:
Power level- 26,994 / 35,992
Ki- 12,216 / 16,289
Strength- 4,856
Speed- 5,719
Toughness- 4,911
Stamina- 3,573
Vitality- 4,656

Action 1: Lost from Atla's Ice Blast
Action 2: Lost from Atla's Ice Blast
Action 3: Lost from Broli helping
Stun 1: Deflect Vash Ice Blast
Stun 2: Immobilized
Stun 3: Lost from Grenade
Free: Take Vash Ice Blast

Charisma: 515 = +257 stats to allies
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Aurora
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[Base PL - 40,638]

All of a sudden, as Atla found his way in blocking those attacks, he suddenly realized that there was another here, another that would be aiding him. He caught a single glimpse of the red cloak and immediately knew who his savior was: Vash. The fellow was quirky, but honorable, and between the two of them, they had done a few things in assisting the Arlian peoples. Now Atla was caught in a fight, and it was this one that appeared in a flash of red and yellow, moving quickly to assist the Gladiator in this foe that they fought.

"Good to see you!" Atla called out to his comrade as the fellow unleashed, much as Atla did, a blast of raw ice at the creature. For whatever reason, they had both deemed that it would be effective, despite the fact the creature was blue-skinned. Normally, if one was that color, you'd more assume that it would be ice elemental, and you'd want to use fire. Then again, as it had breathed flames against Atla, Ice seemed like a good counter-measure for that. Regardless, they did their best to hose him down with the frost before there was anything more that happened.

Then... something appeared that dwarfed the power levels of all other combatants on the field. Whatever he was... he was big. And strong, too. He waggled his antennae at his attacker, who was busy marvelling over the other's body to really pay attention to what was going on. However, he then saw the large Saiyan unleash a beam of energy at him, and the creature let out a hiss as he managed to pull up his arms around his body to block the attack. It wasn't particularly large, but it was quick, and that was enough to make him fear the attack enough on his own.

As the blast exploded, the creature gave a muffled cry of pain before he saw Vash recovering from a pummeling from the thing, and decided to turn his attention to his blue-skinned opponent first as he extended a single hand. There was barely even a brief second of hesitation before ki welled up in his palm and a rush of ki blew outward from his hand, aimed at the blue-skinned foe as he tried to make it to this Saiyan monster.

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Base Stats- [Current Stats]
Power Level – 30,478 // 40,638 [30,778 // 41,038]
Ki – 15,239 // 20,319
Strength – 5,487 [6,037]
Speed – 5,549 [5499]
Toughness – 4,736 [4686]
Stamina – 5,454 [4642 - 914 = 3728]
Vitality – 4,642 [4592]

Ki Used This Turn – 12%
Ki Remaining – 78.0%


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Actions- 3 Actions from Current Speed, -1 For Stasis
Action 1  - Block Suiken from Broli
Action 2  – Photon Flash @ Zarbon (37,550 PL)

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Important Gear
Assassin's Edge - -50 All stats on hit

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Items-
N/A


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Extra Info-
Speed Teleports – 5/5
Counters – 2/2

Weapon Techs-
Aura Blade
Healing Blade
Triple Strike
Verberation Blade
Sword Grappling

Ki Mastery I - Stamina drain at 50%

Charisma – 176 [186]
Determination – 63 [73]
Intelligence – 522 [532]
Wiki
<select>
<option>Stats</option>
<option>Str: 2857</option>
<option>Spd: 2292</option>
<option>Tou: 2259</option>
<option>Stm: 2926</option>
<option>Vit: 2223</option>
</select> <select>
<option>Moves</option>
<option>Energy Wave</option>
<option>Mouth Blast*</option>
<option>Mesposo</option>
<option>Double Energy Wave*</option>
<option>Blast Punch </option>
<option>Fire Breath </option>
</select>
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Base PL: 17,918


OOC: Jumping, Zarbon's side

As the scarred saiyan squished the last zombie insect head under his boot, sending a spurt of hot green goo over the pavement, his scouter beeped. Zarbon’s ki signature was varying rapidly. One second up, the next down. The alien was in trouble. Well, good or bad, he has helped you out a lot old man. Time to repay some of that debt.

Since the pissed off Yaidratian had had the last laugh by depositing Bardock as far away from his companion, while being on the same planet, as possible and coupled with his delay stomping zombie insect heads, it would take too long to reach Zarbon the conventional way.

Luckily, he had a backup plan. Though loathed to use it so soon, Bardock withdrew the scroll he had acquired from the thief on Yaidrat. A scroll the same thief had been using to move from place to place instantaneously. Giving the insectoid corpse at his feet one last kick, the scarred saiyan held the visage of Zarbon in his mind, with a hint of the direction the scouter was indicating to be sure, and read the scroll’s words of power.

Reality twisted and the scarred saiyan was no longer astride the corpse, but instead, stood in front of the being whom he’d hoped to find. What he had not hoped to find, was the respectably sized ki beam approaching him head on.

Years of battle experience took over immediately. The first class saiyans pectoral and front deltoid contract, lifting his right arm up and across his body, before the same muscles, along with his tricep, exploded with the pent up force, slapping the beam away and towards a red coated man who appeared to be on the raw end of a beating from a hulking, golden haired saiyan.

“Now you really didn’t think that would work did you?” he questioned the Arlian at the source of the wave. The fact it had numbed his arm considerably didn’t need articulation at this point.

At this point, the aging saiyan noticed the one hundred or so foot barrier covering the battlefield. Good. His victims couldn’t run too far.

A grin of excitement grew on his lips as the thrill of battle took him. Raising both hands, he fired six golden orbs of ki towards the insect. Let him feast on that.

WC: 390

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Actions:
A1: Use Scroll of Yaidrat
A2: Deflect v Atla A2
A3: Lost 3v2
S1: Energy Dan @ Atla (7%)


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Base Stats [Current with charisma + battle gear]
PL: 13,438 / 17,918 - [20,248 / 26,998]
KI: 6,719 / 8,959 - [10,124 / 13,499]
STR: 2,320 - [3,355]
SPD: 2,277 - [3,432]
TOU: 2,212 - [3,647]
STA: 2,246 - [3,281]
VIT: 2,181 - [3,216]

DET: 34
CHA: 34
INT: 92

Ki used this turn: 7%
Ki remaining: 93%


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Prepared Items
1. Scroll of Yaidrat (Used)
2. Arlian Hive
3. Bag of Sensu Beans [4/4]
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Well, the figurative shit hit the figurative fan. What at first looked like Vash just trying to help out his friend from being taken by surprise, had turned into something else entirely.

Without any kind of warning whatsoever, a mass of muscle and girth raced onto the scene. The man was gigantic. He was intimidating to be sure. But like Vash had always been taught, the bigger they are, the harder they fall.

Vash had only a brief second to inspect the new warrior, Zarbon being well taken care of inside his prison of ice, before the man, obviously a Saiyan warrior, was on him. A flurry of punches was on him, connecting hard into his jaw, and then a loud crack as a fist smashed him right in the nose. Vash’s head kicked backwards in recoil as his face was momentarily blinded from the pain. One last punch to Vash’s midsection sent him stumbling backwards a couple of steps.

In one brief moment of glory, Vash’s eyesight now returned, he could see two giant tree trunk-esque legs collapsing on him. Reacting quickly, he threw one hand upwards and one hand downwards and was actually able to stifle the scissor kick attack a bit. His hands stung like catching a 80 mile an hour fastball with no glove from taking the brunt of the powerful attack. This may not be the ass beating that I was expecting, Vash thought, getting a little cocky with his little block maneuver.

This feeling wouldn’t last very long, however, as once again, this mass of muscle was on him quickly. Another series of jabs that were too quick for Vash to keep track of had him reeling in pain. A punch to his throat knocked the wind out of him temporarily as three more quick jabs, one hitting him square in the chest again, one to his left rib cage, and one more for good measure across his face. The last punch sent him collapsing to his knees. He struggled to look up and see where the next attack would be coming from.

As Vash got to his feet in order to mount some kind of counter attack, that tree trunk leg was back, nailing Vash right in his gut. A second wave of brute force from the warrior’s massive knee sent Vash soaring through the air backwards like a rag doll. His body screeched through the air like a missile before an explosion occurred on his person.

What the hell kind of power is this... Vash thought as his body slammed into the ground, bouncing a few times before coming to a stop. I’ve never encountered anything like this...

He wasn’t going to be able to last for long if he didn’t start at least trying to hold his own. His opponent was powerful, that much was certain, but he wasn’t invulnerable. If there was any sense of truth that Vash knew, it was that. Successfully getting to his feet this time, favoring his bruised ribs, Vash’s eyes focused in and out before landing on the once more charging rhinoceros of a man.

As the mountain of muscle got close enough, Vash made his move. He stuck his right leg hard into the ground and pushed off, placing his palms onto his assailant’s back and pole vaulting himself into the air over the charge. Vash contorted his body around to face his opponent as he was soaring backwards, and with a quick flick of his wrist, reached for and sent one of his kunai knives from his belt directly screaming for the massive warrior’s heart. I have to do something to slow this guy down... he thought as his feet landed back on the ground and hunched himself down low, awaiting a second wave of brutal assault.

It was at this point that Vash even realized that a fifth warrior had made his way onto the scene and was now assaulting Atla. Sorry bud, Vash thought as he tried to regain his breath. I’ve got my hands full over here.

WC 689/1,372
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Actions:
Free: Take MK II (2)
1) Block A1
Free: Take A2
Free: Take A3
Free: Take A4
2+3) Dodge Grapple
4) Kunai at Broli

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Stats
PL: 110,516
Ki: 55,258
Str: 13,860 > 16,048
Spd: 13,228 > 14,728
Tou: 15,358 > 19,656
Sta: 13,368 > 12,539
Vit: 12,672 > 12,872


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Ki Used: 10%


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Prepped Items
Bag Full of Senzu Beans
Stasis Grenade
Static Field Generator
Faerie Dust
Capsule Corp Shield


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Equipment
Plated Damaskian Armor Mark IV + Surcoat
Adamantium Hardened Champion’s Gloves
Silent Shoes
Mark IV Helmet
Kunai [1/2 left]
Energy Repeater [3/3 left]



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ADBZ Senpai
Just as a large beam of energy was ready to smash into Zarbon's beautiful face, and angel descended from Heaven itself and bitch slapped it out of the way. As the shimmering white light faded from view, Bardock was standing in front of him. Two Saiyans in one go? the alien asked himself, Is it Thursday already? While one Saiyan was busy fighting the douchebag, and the other was busy firing Ki at the bug, Zarbon decided he was no longer needed. Hey Bardock, i brought Scrabble! he informed his friend while laying out the pieces on the ground. Of course though, despite him paying the Zeni to purchase it, and him having the burden of carrying it around, Zarbon got six vowels. What was he supposed to do with no consonants?!? This was simply not fair. How was he meant to win if there were no words to make? He had clearly commanded the peasant who sold it to him that he wanted every letter to be 'Z,' and yet here were four 'O's and two A's! This battle was simply not going according to plan, as if there even was one. I guess i could help them out... Zarbon thought aloud, before turning his gaze back down at Bardock's letters. With one swift motion the green alien switched the two sets and looked up to ensure nobody had seen that. Nah.


*Lost all actions from Ice Blast/Grenade/Bardock
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The sounds of battle played out like a soft melody in the mind of Custos; the wind blew through his hair as his opponent dodged swiftly and nimbly...feeling the pain seer through his body no doubt. Ribs' cracking, or so the elite had thought, along with a finely drawn line from a busted nose...the elite grinned, nothing like the sight of blood to stir the inner workings of a battle hardened Saiyan Elite.

A flickering golden sphere continued to shade the warriors from the sun high above, the light hum of the energy field added to the chorus of the ongoing battle, and then...among all the chaos, Broli's mind flashed...revealing an imminent threat, a precognitive flash of his mental abilities. Without fail, Broli jolted and contorted his body like an Olympic medalist! The apparition flew past him slicing the air into smaller particles, smaller than the eye could see...the elite cooly grinned and chuckled as the edge of the Kunai blade dug itself into the crimson sands beneath his feet...sparking up a pink cloud of mist.

Following the chaos of battle, another entered battle...this was Saiyan energy, a warrior Broli had never met but the arrogance of the warrior irritated Broli. Has the empire's faith in my abilities faltered? Have they sent another warrior to aide me in this fight... the elite thought to himself as his senses picked up a torrent of energy releasing itself out toward the Arlian warrior! Custos grit his teeth, the thought of needing help from a lesser class warrior was beneath him, his Saiyan pride flared and got the better of him...his blood began to boil like a New Orleans dish and the warrior had enough!

Sir, I have gathered information the combatants you are surrounded by...the most known is of Bardock. He is a first class warrior from your home world, it wou--

The artificial voice rang inside the drum of our hero, sending him over the edge entirely and partially confirming what he thought as an insulting thought...the elite roared to life, like a great beast of the plains! His cloak began to flail from the power that hurtled itself out from the deepest reaches of Broli's spirit.

Land crumbled beneath Custos' feet, a crater formed and the winds circulated around the warrior in a vibrant golden fashion of wealth...wealth of power, wealth of state...this was the Ultimate Super Saiyan, the only one of his kind and he was livid! His hair was spiked, flowing wildly with the power of his aura as his stylist...his muscles bulged and his cloak split open from the sheer ferocity of the currents circulating around our hero.

His eyes lit with emerald pools of desire and anger, the mixture was like a new found "wonder of the world". In those mysterious pools of power, three warriors reflections were targeted and the warrior took a step with the world trembling and quaking beneath his very boot. The winds seemed to run away from our hero, hoping to reach a distance where they would not be split into a further monopoly of atoms...the elite took another step and the atmosphere began to attack the barrier with electrical bolts as the sky turned into a charcoal black hue...

Wind began to beat against the barrier, like a titan knocking on the door to let him in...things were spiraling out of control, the very world of Arlia quaked and trembled for fear of its own existence! Broli took another step toward the three fighting warriors. Without further ado, the warrior acted in a flash of speed.

His own after image could be seen, but his power and true body had revealed itself behind Atla...grabbing from his back the blade he had come after. It had been identified by the Scouter around the emerald eye of our hero, and it was Broli's first priority in this mission. The elite's body left another afterimage of a holy, blue hue...his body reappeared high in the sky just before the arch of the golden dome completed itself.

The blade rested lightly in his meaty palm, making it look more like a mere knife than an ancient weapon of death and destruction. "So this is the blade my superiors fear?" Broli muttered to his self, not much paying attention to the warriors below...they were like ants and he were an anteater...of worlds. The elite looked at the golden sphere, and decided to chunk the blade against it, knowing the report he had read earlier said it was not of this world and could not be bound by things created in this world.

"So, my superiors don't want you to have this...and therefore, I am giving it back to the cold reaches of space. If you find it again, I will simply hunt you down and kill you, I will take the sword and then hide it in the vault of my ship where you shall never see it again. Do we understand one another?" Broli voiced down toward the bug-creature...his eyes focused upon him, and without bothering to here his response...the elite launched the blade out into space!

The relic flew with the speed none could muster to catch it, and when it found itself meeting the golden barrier...a hole appeared and let it pass as though it were a VIP...Broli grinned, it had worked and the information had been correct! He then turned his attention to the three again, "That takes care of that.." he muttered, descending down toward the warriors once more.

His boots touched the crimson soft ground, and he was now inside of a semi circle between the lot. "I will say this to you aliens, leave now or die...Bardock, you can stay...but I am ordering you, as your superior, to cease this assault on these others and let them flee this world now. I think they understand they are no match for the Saiyan empire."

Broli looked at them all, one by one and nodding his head...giving them his seal of honor that he would not pursue...and neither would the green-boy band looking fool or his subordinate. It was up to them now if they wanted to disengage the barrier and leave without further injury, or to fight and die where they stood. the elite hoped they would heed his warning, or he would blow the entire section from the very realm itself.

WC: 1076

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free- dodge kunai blade [telepathic mastery]

1. Transform USSJ

2. Yokata Power Up

DZ (1) "Take the Assassains Blade"

DZ (2) Bukujutsu + "Throw it out of the barrier for Atla to chase after"

3. Bukujutsu + Descend and offer the three a chance to live

4. Talk Shit to Bardock

5. Nada/lost (I leave the rest to you guys. )


Pl: EXTREMELY HIGH, WILL CALCULATE IF YALL WANT...Think its like 800-900k...
"Death smiles at us all, the only thing a man can do is smile back." -Gladiator

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Aurora
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[Base PL - 40,638]

Atla blinked as yet another made themselves known here, managing to take the attack meant for Zarbon, which caused the Arlian Gladiator to growl low in his throat. However, the other fighter then began to fire a storm of energy blasts at him. The creature growled, drawing his black, soulless blade before swinging it an arc, the weapon devouring that ki before he sheathed it again, not paying attention to the blue-skinned creature as the Saiyan now took up the majority of his focus. And then he blinked... this was Bardock? The Saiyan that had assisted the Saiyan 501st team? How... coincidental.

However, Atla didn't have enough time to marvel on this as the other, larger Saiyan's power suddenly erupted, causing the Arlian Gladiator to take a stumbling step back, his maw actually opening wide as he tried to fathom that power that this one held... but could not. He grunted, trying to understand before he saw the man's form flicker and vanish. Before Atla could follow him, he felt weight lifted from his body; the blade was gone. "I need that sword!" the man cried as he watched the blade get thrown, like a dart, into the night sky. However, he knew that he could not stand against this warrior, especially now that his blade was missing.

He glanced to Vash, who was showing a few bruisings, and felt his hand clench into a fist. "...Fine. Allow me to explain my situation to my king and I will be gone within a quarter a fortnight," the warrior grunted, before he glanced to Vash, and nodded at the signal to turn down the barrier. "Well met, Saiyan. I pray that I not meet you a second time."

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Base Stats- [Current Stats]
Power Level – 30,478 // 40,638 [30,778 // 41,038]
Ki – 15,239 // 20,319
Strength – 5,487 [6,037]
Speed – 5,549 [5499]
Toughness – 4,736 [4686]
Stamina – 5,454 [3728]
Vitality – 4,642 [4592]

Ki Used This Turn – 0%
Ki Remaining – 78.0%


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Actions- 3 Actions from Current Speed, -1 For Stasis
Action 1  - Aura Blade vs Energy Dans
Action 2  – Accept forced surrender

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Important Gear
Assassin's Edge - -50 All stats on hit

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Items-
N/A


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Extra Info-
Speed Teleports – 5/5
Counters – 2/2

Weapon Techs-
Aura Blade-Used
Healing Blade
Triple Strike
Verberation Blade
Sword Grappling

Ki Mastery I - Stamina drain at 50%

Charisma – 176 [186]
Determination – 63 [73]
Intelligence – 522 [532]
Wiki
<select>
<option>Stats</option>
<option>Str: 2857</option>
<option>Spd: 2292</option>
<option>Tou: 2259</option>
<option>Stm: 2926</option>
<option>Vit: 2223</option>
</select> <select>
<option>Moves</option>
<option>Energy Wave</option>
<option>Mouth Blast*</option>
<option>Mesposo</option>
<option>Double Energy Wave*</option>
<option>Blast Punch </option>
<option>Fire Breath </option>
</select>
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The hulking saiyan’s power exploded. Bardock’s entire attention was on the man and later, he could not recall what had become of the energy he had unleashed at the insect.

Bardock was certain he heard a squeak of fright from his scouter as it simply displayed error message upon error message. The massive saiyan’s strength not only matched, but far exceeded anything the scarred saiyan thought possible as his enormous body grew still larger. Thank fuck he’s on my side, was the only thought capable of passing through even his battle hardened, instinct driven mind.

Like taking candy from a baby, the massive saiyan was behind the insect…… wait, why does that insect look familiar?…… though how Bardock could not say, and pluck its’ weapon from his very scabbard before the Arlian could react. Again the awe inspiring warrior moved, faster than Bardock’s eyes could follow. Faster than his imagination could stretch. And tossed the toothpick like, in his hands, sword into the reaches of space.

Then he was amongst the combatants, delivering his ultimatum. The symbol of an elite emblazoned on his chest, much like the symbol of a first class on Bardock’s own, immediately apparent to the veteran soldier.

“Sir, while I am a loyal member of the finest military in existence, I’m on a bit of a leave of absence. All approved by the big man himself. Just wanted to make you aware of that so you’re not seeing any undercurrents where none lie. Upon my journey I have fallen in with this man,” Bardock indicated the green skinned Zarbon, “who, despite appearances, has been of great help to me. I only entered the fray to repay that debt.”

Moving around to stand to the side and a half step behind his superior officer the scarred saiyan continued, “Of course, I will bow to your command and cease this assault. That is, if our worthy adversaries are amenable to the suggestion.”

However, veteran saiyan raised and accusing finger towards the insect “I will be seeing you again to talk about how an Arlian was a member of an elite saiyan squad. Alta, wasn’t it? Yes I remember you now. I have a keen interest to find out what information it is you so dearly need to speak to your king about that you would risk incurring my hulk like friends wrath further.”

WC: 396

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Actions:
A1: Accept Broli's terms
A2: Try not to make Broli think he needs to kill me  :o
A3: Get very suspicious/high and might on Atla (gotta protect my saiyan bro's bro)
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Zarbon looked around as he saw Bardock and the other Saiyan man discuss something about stuff. He didn't really care enough to pay attention. The bug thing agreed to leave after witnessing the awesome power displayed, and nobody pursued him. After all, in a fit of fear and disgust, the green alien was the one to initiate the attack. No matter how grotesque that creature was, it certainly wasn't stupid. Leaving was the right choice, so not even Zarbon followed. However, what didn't make much sense was that the bug thing's friend didn't follow either. In fact, he didn't move whatsoever. The man just kinda stood there after bombarding the magnificent Zarbon with attacks, as if to mock him. His face turned from green to red with anger. The Z Force leader would have hesitantly allowed him to leave, but not even that was enough! Grabbing his sword to attack the mysterious man while zoning out, ready to strike, Zarbon heard a low growling noise in the pits of his stomach. He was hungry.

Looking frantically around both Saiyans were occupied with talking to one another, and the bug had left. That left the perfect opportunity... Excuse me sir, Zarbon whispered in Vash's ear, waiting to see a response. Nothing. Glancing around, again seeing nobody, Zarbon removed a can of spice from his spandex and sprinkled it on Vash's arm, promptly biting down very hard. Some juicy, tender meat found it's way into the alien's mouth, which salivated at the very notion of obtaining more. More. He had to have more. After several minutes of this process there was nothing left but the intestines and bones, and a small puddle of blood that Zarbon was too full to lick up. He turned to look at the bug and imagined pictures of broiled Arlian... but he was gone. Perhaps another day.


OOC: 48'ing Vash tbh. Told me he wants to go to the ND anyway... if he changes his mind within 24 hours i'll edit this post. Either way the battle's over imo. And yes... i rp'd Zarbon eating him. Sue me.
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Vash
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Gross...
By the looks of things, Vash had finally caught a break. For whatever reason, the massive muscled warrior had decided to lay off of the demon’s face for at least the time being, before chucking Atla’s sword to the way side. Terms were laid down for Vash and Atla to be able to escape with their lives, which seemed like a decent enough offer. The thought of continuing the fight did come to Vash’s mind, but sometimes you just need to cut your losses and worry about bigger, better things.

The trip to Arlia wasn’t a total waste. Vash had time to learn a little bit more about the minotaur, and the Saiyan that he was after. Not to mention making a friend in the process. Vash was a loner by nature, but good allies are hard to come by.

Vash nodded after the enormous Saiyan said what he needed to, agreeing to walk away with his life. Just as he was about to leave the area, that fucker that started this whole mess tried to take a bite out of Vash’s arm. “Woah woah woah, dude,” Vash called out as he slapped the alien’s face away. “I know how badly you want to suck me off, but that shit ain’t cool. GTDO bro.”

With that, Vash left the area.

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