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| Rem (l) Vs Kular (w); Alliance, Gem (healing) Spar. | |
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| Topic Started: Apr 7 2013, 12:22 AM (157 Views) | |
| Rem | Apr 7 2013, 12:22 AM Post #1 |
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The Super Namek
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Combat Rune The justice league had been defeated. Sort of. Rem had no idea when he had come to Namek that his buds were going to be already there, engaged in a titanic struggle with the mysterious faction that had been responsible for the trail of death and destruction that Rem had followed in their wake. He had arrived on Namek, fully intent on taking whatever foe he had to, alone if necessary, and defeating them. In the end, he had been forced to fight alone. He had not arrived in time to Save his friends from the assbeatings they had gotten before he had arrived. He had, however, managed to show up just in time to kill the mother fucker responsible for the deaths of 200,000 men, women, and children on Juno- and who could know how many else. He had also killed another of the fighters, a Saiyan, TWICE before he had stayed down. The other two... Rem knew the one was alive, what with having nearly blown Rem's head off with his freakin' gallick gun. The other, weaker one was probably alive too. he wasn't sure why they hadn't killed him, but they hadnt... They had simply left with the bodies of their comrades, and oh yeah... fucking murdered 2 entire villages of Namekian people. Rem had thought that simply killing their leader might be enough, but he had been wrong. Oh so fucking wrong. That one may be dead, but the survivors... They had forfeited their right to exist with that last, petty attack. Kill him, if they must, but do not murder hundreds of innocent beings because you're pissed off. That shit was unfuckingacceptable. Hours earlier Rem had been awoken from a deep sleep, the sleep of the loser and the wounded, by hands upon him. At first he had tried to fight, but then realized that they were Namekians- dragging him to his ship, that had followed after him and appeared in orbit due to its auto pilot commands. He'd seen gohan, sanara, and kular getting the same style of treatment by other Namekians. It had made him want to cry. Rem and his friends, and their enemies, had completely fucked up this place for miles. They had lost, and been responsible for the deaths of who knew how many Namekians in those villages... And yet, others had come to help. His people truly were among the best in the universe. Rem could feel the pulsing of the gem he wore around his neck. He knew what it meant. Someone very nearby was in the dream world. Rem figured he knew who it was, and allowed himself to sink into that realm.... 486 |
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| Aurora | Apr 7 2013, 02:40 AM Post #2 |
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WRONG ACCOUNT LOLOL |
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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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| Kularian | Apr 7 2013, 02:41 AM Post #3 |
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Undefeated ADBZ Tourney 2013 Champion
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They'd lost. Somehow. To be honest, Kularian didn't remember most of the fight, after eating that ki spear looking thing. And he'd felt strangely drained by his Kaio ken technique, which was something that he'd never really experience before. Possibly using it in a live combat situation had changed him somewhat, but for the most part, it just seemed unusual. He recalled spending time training directly King Kai, spending literally days on end in his KaioKen form, pushing himself past any limits that he had with the technique... But that didn't matter now. From what he'd managed to hear in the bits of consciousness, Rem had managed to kill two of them, and nearly the third. However, he hadn't had the strength to carry out the rest of the fight alone. And for that, Kularian felt responsible. He wanted to assist but... he'd gone down too early. He felt like he was a weight, to the team, after that last showing. Certainly, he'd shown up and saved Gohan... but the half saiyan had been cut in half shortly thereafter... again Kularian had failed. His thoughts came back to the present, where he was still locked in the rejuvenation chamber. He saw that Rem was awake, and looking around, and gave a slight sigh, before he closed his eyes, willing the power of the gem to allow him to speak with his friend. His own mind went black for a moment, before he found himself on a dark purple surface, stretching endlessly into the night. Black backgrounds surrounded them, leaving the entire arena seeming rather... depressing. “I mostly just want to apologize,” the warrior spoke as Rem materialized a few feet away from him. He looked like he was expecting a fight, but really, Kular wanted to talk. Or at least, as he'd already said, apologize. “I went down out there while you all were counting on me. That's not how it should be. I should've been right there, kicking ass right alongside. I just feel shitty after that, y'know?” he grunted, not sure what more to say, really. Just...he had to get it off his chest. WC: 357 |
![]() Ayakon: He has a chance. A fool's chance, but a chance. And if there's one thing FG is... it's a fool. | |
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| Rem | Apr 7 2013, 03:14 AM Post #4 |
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The Super Namek
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Rem nodded once towards the Lismian fighter, before turning and walking a few steps away. He was going to have to say what he was thinking, he just didn't know how exactly. Around him, grass and prairie fields appeared. In the distance, the horizon seemed to merge with a black and white field of space. It appeared as if he continued to walk along that path, he would walk straight into the stars... Strange, how the subconscious mind worked. "I'm leaving, Kular." Rem said, weighing his own words for a few moments before turning around. "I don't have the strength I need. And I don't think I can find it, here. Or with the Justice League." Rem looked at Kular then, trying to express what he was thinking in terms the other would understand. "You know me. If there's a problem, yo, I'll solve it. But... their is always another problem, always one more thing that can be done to make a world or the galaxy a safer, better place." Rem turned then, and started walking down the path- towards that distance horizon of stars. "I'm going to leave, for a while. Head out into the galaxy, get away from the problems I always have the desire to fix... And dedicate myself to becoming... The greatest God Damned warrior this universe has ever, or will ever see." And then he stopped once more, turned, and looked Kular in the eyes- his own lavender pupils dancing with a fire that burned deep within Rem, that he seldom let out. "Never again is someone going to die because of me." So many memories of that statement, so many deaths. He had pledged it before, but always he had made a liar of himself. Not this time. He would not relive the mistakes he had made with Jacob, with Baradine City, with Cactalysmia, with his own people on Namek, with Urys, with those 2 villages that were now ghost towns, with Gohan, with... Oh God, the list of his failures was so long. How he had stood the depression and turmoil of forever being just not-quite good enough to be the Savior everyone wanted and needed him to be, he didn't know. It should have broken him by now.. "I'll return some day... When I am stronger than all of them, when I am more powerful than anyone, smarter than anyone, faster... When I can take you in a fist fight, throw Gohans ass across the room with my mind, and break Sai's stubborn ass across my knee.... When I can take 4 out of 4 enemies at once, instead of coming up just short of victory... When... when I can stop people from dying, Kular. When I can do that, I will return." 523//1009 |
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| Kularian | Apr 7 2013, 03:36 AM Post #5 |
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There was something that Rem was saying that was beyond Kularian's comprehension. Leaving. Leaving them all behind. The man felt something shoot through him, something that was very akin to the rage that he normally felt, but this... was not the normal burning fire of anger and irritation. This was like a white-hot knife, piercing him in the chest. There was nothing that would form in his mouth, as he tried to come up with words to express what he was feeling in his mind. However, no matter what he tried, there was nothing that was making any real sense. “What?” he finally rasped, his eyes not sure if he understood what Rem was doing, or his ears in what Rem was saying. “You're... leaving?” The warrior took a step forward, the white hot anger exploding outwards from him. Not in an aura, not in the Kaio-Ken technique, but in a physical manifestation of his rage. This place... was a reflection, or a refraction, perhaps, of what was dwelling in their minds, and as the half of Rem's view in here was fields, and skies of a spatial sort, like the night sky on a summer night, back on Earth. But Kularian... there was none of that. The world behind him was a wreckage of broken buildings as flames ravaged the scenery. The world that lay behind the male had fallen apart, into ruin, a broken, terrible version of what it might have been. The anger that Kularian held within him seemed to roar outward now, focused on one man in front of him. “You're just abandoning us like that? On a goddamn whim?!” he roared out, his eyes widening, as his hands clenched into fists, flames nearly searing out from his mouth as he said these words. “We have stood by your side no matter what the cause. From when you decided to call us the Earth's Defense League of Justice, to now, where we're fighting against enemies with enough power to snuff out the life of an entire planet on a whim! You knew it was the right thing to do, and we stood there, right with you, in that goddamned fire and now things got a little rough so you're going to do your own thing?” Kularian's body shuddered as the aura roared up around him, Kaio Ken filling his body, soaring over him as the flame-like aura manifested itself, an ironic, almost poetic fitting for his own side of this battle field that had been created. The male took a step forward, his form seamlessly shifting into his wolven one, his normal blue fur seeming red with the aura that he wore like a second skin. “You think I'm just going to lead everyone to victory or some shit? I'm not a leader, Rem. I'm not a tactician or any goddamn thing. I'm a brawler, a fighter, and I would get every single person in this group we've assembled killed. Gohan's already bitten it a few times. And who the fuck knows where Sai's at, or what he's doing?” the wolf growled, his entire body shuddering. “If you leave, then you're putting the Justice League to rest.” The man's brow narrowed as he glowered, watching the other. “You think that you're so fucking heroic, going off on your own. Going to do your own thing, get power your own way, while ditching everyone else. Well fine, man, you want to leave? Fuck you too,” Kularian growled, his eyes narrowing, the yellow turning white as the Kaio ken continued to intensify. “But you're not leaving on my watch. I don't give a shit if this is some mental battleground, I'm going to rip you apart right here and now. If you're not strong enough to defeat me, you've got no right to go anywhere.” With that, the wolf flickered forward, not giving any warning as he slammed a fist into the Namekian's stomach, sending him flying backwards. “COME ON, YOU SELF-RIGHTEOUS FUCK! PROVE TO ME THAT YOU DESERVE TO EVEN BE CALLED OUR LEADER!” WC: 1k+ |
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