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| (w) Vash Et Al. Vs. Tien Et Al. (w) (draw); Ref: Rubic | |
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| Rem | Jun 15 2013, 06:27 PM Post #51 |
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The Super Namek
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ooc- blehhh "Damn.." Rider muttered. One of his projectors was beginning to pulse in an ever waning manner as its power was drained. He was expending far too much energy far too fast. He looked down at his right arm, where the Quantum Blade still extended. He'd have to rely upon it more it seemed. He reached down to the utility belt he wore, snapped open one of its pockets and retrieved one of the few pieces of Xandarian tech he still owned. With a shrug, he tossed it out towards Vegeta. No reason to save something for a rainy day that might now come if he didn't win this fight. A moment later he was moving, rushing forward. His arm pulled back beside his face as he approached, and then stabbed outwards with a powerful thrust meant to disembowel the sumbitch if it hit. On the heels of the first attack he'd bring his left hand forward, unleashing a powerful surge of power that he'd been allowing to charge while he had moved forward, aiming for the Saiyan's chest. His first projector wasn't blinking no more, it was simply dark. No use crying over it though, and a moment later he attacked again. He took a quick step to the left before coming down with a forceful strike meant to cleave into that same portion of the shoulder he had struck down upon just a few moments earlier. Either way though, he backflipped a second later, clearing some distance before his next charge. He landed upon one knee, eyes scanning. Vash was in some trouble against the girl and the 3 eyes, but he looked ornery enough to last for a while longer. It'd give Nova and the woman enough time to cut this Saiyan down a peg or two. Speaking of which... Looking around until he spotted her, Nova saw that the damsel was in a bit of distress. Sweat soaked her clothes, and her breaths were coming in quick gasps. This... was the danger of using that 'ki' energy that people of this galaxy had. Glancing back at Vegeta, Nova saw that he had time for a bit of a detour, and moved towards her as quickly as he could. As he approached she turned towards him, and he reached out, snaked his arms around her, and thrust her body against his own- until the two were nearly inseparable as two beings, except for the dichotomy of their gear. "Tell me how this feels," Nova whispered into her hair as he mentally commanded his projectors to reverse their polarity, and release a bit of photonic energy. That energy would flow into her body, and if it had the effect he assumed it would...
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| Bassolarr | Jun 15 2013, 06:34 PM Post #52 |
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KING OF THE RING
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RP award goes to Vegeta Aimee: 49% damage Aurora: 14.5% damage Buu: KO'd Krillin: KO'd Nova: 0% damage Tien: 99% damage Vash: 30% damage Vegeta: 49% damage |
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| Aurora | Jun 16 2013, 03:47 PM Post #53 |
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As she descended from the sky, Aurora could feel her body running out of energy, and quickly. She used her internal energy, much as everyone else did, but it seemed like she was running low so much faster than everyone else was. Her body shuddered as she touched down, her entire form feeling weak and without power. "Heh..." she muttered out as she looked on at the battle, watching Vash tangle with the two weaker fighters while Nova handled the strong Saiyan. "It takes a real man to make a woman weak in the knees..." she spoke, leaning against a wall. Her form was soaked with sweat, and that was due to the constant use of energy she'd been throwing out, constantly. The electricity, that onyxian lightning that she favored, was taking its toll on her now. She glanced up and, Nova only being a few yards away, she saw that he was approaching her. Even tired as she was, there was no hesitation as she manifested her black blade, just in case Nova had decided that she needed to die, for some reason. However, he merely embraced her, and pulled her close. "Er..." she spoke, not exactly offended by the action, but more confused by it. And then... her breathing came easier, and her body suddenly felt more stable as a warmth filled her. "Mmnn..." she breathed outward at his question, winking up at him. "You'll have to show me if you can pull off that trick without any armor, later on..." she spoke, before she looked over at the Saiyan. "But let's take care of business first, shall we?" Then she moved, her blade still formed and at the ready. With the renewed speed she felt, she tore across the battle field. Her blade was held out to the side as she ran, parallel with the ground. As she reached the Saiyan, her blade tore outward, aiming to cut through her foe. The blade had dipped down just before the strike, and as she attacked, the blade whipped upward, attempting to slash him across his left side as she passed it by. Her footing then switched, a sudden change in position as she pivoted. The movement was as graceful as a dancer's, and the attack flowed seamlessly, and it showed that even if she had not the power of these foes, her skill with the blade was top-notch. Her hips and then upper body all rotated in a single, fluid motion as her weapon came down from its height, aiming to slice along the Saiyan's back, to rip him apart with her phantasmal blade. And then, the final stage of the dance came in as the weapon dipped low with that last strike, and she once more pivoted, her body twisting and contorting with all the skill of an olympic gymnast as she brought the slashing end of the blade nearly straight upward, slashing along the Saiyan's right side, from hip to pectoral muscle. And then, the woman finished her assault, not at all moving but simply allowing her blade to spin, dancing between her fingers as it came, rushing inwards with a brilliant flash of shadow, aiming to slash open the man's insides, while she remained at his right side, pulling the blade back towards her as she danced away, forcing this Saiyan to turn his back to Nova if he wished to pursue her. "I wonder if what they say about the bedroom performance of Saiyans is true..." she mewled, attempting to bait him.
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| Vash | Jun 16 2013, 11:55 PM Post #54 |
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Gross...
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The female was resilient, he had to give her that. A combination of underestimating her as well as his own fatigue, he had been fighting at the top of his level for the duration of this battle, was all starting to take its toll on him. This thing had to be over, and soon. Trinkets would help buy him some time at least. He lacked the energy to properly defend what was about to happen to him, but he might be able to at least slow it down. His coat hid all kinds of nice little items for him to use, almost like a utility closet of sorts. But, there was one item in particular he was searching for at the moment. He pulled out a piece of metal that looked like a bicycle handle with a button on one end of it. A bright white CC logo donned the side. His gloved thumb pressed the button, and instantly a shield enveloped the demon. The shield helped out with a couple of attacks, but everything that was going to happen after was slightly inevitable. Aimee wasn’t his only problem, though. There was still the triclops. The person who he had started this entire thing was still alive and kickin’, just like he was. It was a miracle that either of them were still on their feet. Tien was on the assault, and Vash was just too tired to really put up much of a defense. That’s when it hit him. The triclop’s attacks were landing, but that wasn’t the pain that was really bothering him. No, Kimahla was screaming from within. “I’ll give you a hand, you pussy,” the minotaur snarled. Some kind of voodoo magic? Vash wasn’t sure. All he knew was that Kimahla had taken the last attack Tien had launched and inflicted the same damage back at the triclops. The demon was grateful. Hopefully the plan had worked, and it may have just been enough to knock Tien out of commission. “You are pathetic,” Kimahla lashed out. “You have been sucking power from me all this time, and look where you are at. You can barely stand.” “Shut up,” Vash snapped back. “I don’t want to hear it.” “If you want to make it out of this in one piece there Vashy boy,” Kimahla lectured. “We’re going to have to do this a little differently. You need to trust me... and let me take over.” The minotaur had a vested interested in Vash making it out of this thing alive. After all, sharing one body meant certain things... Kimahla had been imprisoned long enough, the two beings were almost becoming one. If there was ever such a time, now would be it. “Alright,” Vash said. “Let’s do this. Don’t make me regret it Kimahla.” Vash let Kimahla free from his cell, allowing him to take over Vash’s consciousness. He was still watching everything go down. He couldn’t let Kimahla take over entirely. His body gained a sudden surge of energy. Kimahla was now giving Vash all of his power, the two became one. His eyes focused in on one thing. The woman. He had let her get the better of him the last round, but this time was going to be different. Racing forward, intending to once again lock horns with the sexy woman, Vash prepared himself. It was time to end this thing.
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| Janembold | Jun 17 2013, 05:09 PM Post #55 |
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Legend
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Aimee was on a hotstreak. She was in the hotseat now. Her blood was boiling as high as Kami's Lookout and was about to make a break through. Earth would no longer hold her back from the pinnacle of terror that she was about to inflict on her opponent. With the collapse of her ally---the Triclops, Tien--- the girl took her nervous break down to a whole new level. The Hero Of West City gazed at the wounded and scarred Vash. His flesh was bruised and torn from the damage inflicted by her telekinetic barrage. Aimee sprang into action and extended her arms out. The chunk of ground beneath her broke off from the ground and shot out with the girl still standing on it. An aura of white then exploded around Aimee as she took flight and headed for Vash. Once she reached him, the girl grabbed a hold of the demon, using as much strength as she could muster to strike the adam's apple of his throat region, twice.[free stun] Seeing a long beam of steel, Aimee used her mind to aim the long piece of metal, end first, and send it hurtling toward the demon.[A1] She then caught sight of a downed electrical wire, that was surging with electricity, and flung it at her opponent. She then attempted to wrap the wire around the demon with the intention of swinging him hard into a concrete structure, should he take the attack.[A2] Aimee caught sight of a stop sign on the ground and attempted to use her mind to fling it at the weakened Vash and impale his chest using the force of her mind to drive it through.[A3] She then caught sight of sheets of glass and shattered them with her mind. The girl then directed the shards of glass for her opponent's entire body with the intention of sinking the glass as deep into his skin and eyes as best as possible. She would make the demon suffer.[A4] The Heroine caught sight of a large steel beam and used her mind to direct the object, end first, for her opponent's neck.[A5]. She then repeated it again, this time directing the axe for Vash's right knee cap[A6] and then his left knee cap.[Tactician] She then absconded away from Vash in order to get to a safer distance in the air and create a gap between them. She raised her fists into a forearm guard as she prepared his imminent retaliation. Free- Accept Vash grapple Stun - Power Fly + 2 quick attacks 1 - Buku + Telekinesis 2 - Buku + Telekinesis 3 - Buku + Telekinesis 4 - Buku + Telekinesis 5 - Buku + Telekinesis 6 - Buku + Telekinesis Tactician - Buku + Telekinesis 56.7% total ki used 8.5% stamina loss 49% damage received Pl: 98,956(85,468) Ki: 49478(21,242) Strength: 14,048 Speed: 12,041 Toughness: 11,149 (12,263) Stamina: 12,724-1081=11643 Vitality: 11557-5663= 5894 Determination: 254 Charisma: 498 Intelligence: 1099 |
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| Vegeta | Jun 18 2013, 03:24 PM Post #56 |
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He blinked his dark eyes several more times to ensure that his vision would not spontaneously go out. It was then that he felt the ki signature of that three eyed human drop dangerously low. As the realization hit him of what just occurred his right eyebrow twitched slightly. He had allowed his charge to be harmed. Even if he had not exactly intended to spend his day in a battle he welcomed it none the less. To be embarrassed in such a manner was unforgivable. His dark eyes narrowed as the faster of his two opponents closed in on his position. The muscles in his jaw tightened as he felt the rage within him start to cause his blood to burn within his veins. “Mother fucker,” he muttered as he felt something within his mind snap as his power began to rise steadily. He could feel the power of his rage flowing through him as the small device landed at his feet. He momentarily shrugged off the effects of the device as he focused upon the armored warrior’s movements. Thanks to the sudden burst in power the Dark Warrior was able to react just fast enough to spin on his left heel in an attempt to evade the thrust of his opponent’s blade. Only then did he step forward as he attempted to vault his opponent over his hip and towards the ground several feet away to gain some distance. It was then that he noticed his opponent’s armor ornamentation was glowing and the added power the man had quickly caused the Dark Prince to push his speed to its upper most limits. The world seemed to blur as he did his best to out maneuver his opponent. As his body blurred Vegeta attempted to duck and swiftly circle around his opponent in hopes of avoiding the discharge of energy from his extended hand. As he reappeared behind his opponent, or so he had thought since Nova seemed to have already reacted by bringing his blade to bear once again, the Dark Prince quickly focused his energy and allowed it to flow freely from the hand of the shoulder his opponent was aiming at. If it worked to plan he was going to attempt to use the cold ki to in case his opponent in an ice-like state in order to stop the blade from reaching its mark. Just as he prepared for another attack his opponent seemingly retreated and made his way towards the woman. The Dark Prince arched an eyebrow at why an opponent would disengage mid-battle but he decided to observe anyway. He arched an eyebrow as he took note that the armored warrior seemed to be… all over the woman once more. “For fuck's sake if you’re going to fight me then fight me. If you two need a damn room then go find one,” he growled. It was then that the woman swiftly made her way across the battlefield towards his position. She moved with what renewed energy which caused the Saiyan to second guess what he had seen. “Well then that is more like it,” he muttered. As she slashed her blade out towards his left side the Saiyan Warrior attempted to strike out with his left arm in an attempt to block her attack by intercepting her wrist and hopefully keeping the blade far from his flesh as possible. As the startlingly graceful woman attempted to move past his left side the Dark Prince swiftly struck out with his knee towards her gut and followed it up with a quick kick at her back before she was able to disengage. His eyes narrowed as glanced back over his shoulder. Unlike any dancer he had seen she then flawlessly executed a sudden change of her position in a single motion. He had to admit she was quite skilled and must have endured quite a bit of training to attain the ability to move in such a manner. The fact that his back was now facing her was quite a dilemma. As her blade came down the Dark Prince quickly lowered his posture and quickly stepped back as he attempted to grab her arm by the wrist so as to hopefully avoid the bite of her blade once more. This time he quickly followed that up with two swift elbows as close as he could to where his knees hopefully impacted. Regardless if his strikes landed Vegeta quickly leaned forward as he attempted to vault the deadly warrior over his back and to the ground in front of him. As he stood up he was uncertain of the success of his attempt as the woman was already moving with grace the Saiyan Prince could hardly hope to compare to. The woman seemed to have combined the art of dancing and swordplay into a single art which nearly left him dazed. It was only his instincts that allowed him to attempt to side step quickly and once again hope he was quick enough to block the final blow from making contact by reaching out and adjusting her aim so that it would narrowly avoid his hip and the rest of his body. Regardless of that effect the Dark Prince quickly struck out with his right hand towards the upper portion of her sword arm in an attempt to deaden the arm. The Dark Prince quickly followed that up by slamming his elbow towards the blade dancer’s face. He finished off that small assault with a firmly place kicked aimed towards his opponent’s stomach in hopes of creating some distance. His emerald eyes followed the spinning blade as he was somewhat entranced by the motions. It was due to this that the Dark Prince took a shallow gash along his abdomen as he narrowly attempted to evade the full blow that would have left him skewered by her blade. He silently cursed at his carelessness due to being caught off guard due to some elaborate movements. As she attempted to turn and dance away the Dark Prince was already moving as he allowed his pride to get the better of him. The ghost of a smirk appeared upon his face as he attempted to maneuver in front of her path of retreat and once again attempt to knee her in the abdomen not once but twice. If he was successful the Dark Prince would then attempted to grab her sword arm and twist it behind her back as he muttered, “Quite an impressive display but you did not move fast enough.”
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| Aurora | Jun 19 2013, 01:56 PM Post #57 |
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The woman gave a slight huff; this fellow had not at all responded to her cunning wit as she tried to get him riled up. In fact, he seemed to ignore her altogether... and really, Aurora did not take well to being ignored. Every attack she tried, she had been thwarted, constantly pushed and harrassed by the larger, bulkier Saiyan. But Aurora... did not give up quite so easily. HOwever, in their final confrontation, he seemed to have finally gained the true upper hand, holding her steady. "Faster, hm? That's usually my line," she spoke, before she let the blade on her sword arm cackle out of existence with a burst of black lightning before it reformed in her other, and she stabbed backwards, which allowed her to twist out of the grasp enough, even if the Saiyan didn't take the attack. Her sudden momentum forward caused her to be forced into a roll, her shoulder striking the ground for a moment before her hands were placed upon the terrain, a simple twisting motion later and she was on her feet once more, the black blade appearing with a sinster crackling of the electricity that comprised it. "So you can see my speed... let's see what truly matters more!" she called out, her form blurring (to most) as she darted forward, her body flickering forward as she held her blade at the ready, taking the Saiyan head on. She was quite certain that Nova would back her up eventually, but for now, she needed to show that she wasn't just some damsel in distress. The sword was held at an interesting style, with the blade pointed downward as she charged. Her body was only now starting to feel the effects of the Saiyan's attacks on her, the adrenaline having caused it to dull slightly, but she ignored it, the best she could, for now. Her body reached his as she lashed out with the blade's hilt, where a small, wicked blade seemed to have formed out of nowhere, aiming right for his abdomen before the sword pivoted in her hands, slashing upwards vertically as she took to the sky, leaping a few feet into the air before the weapon rotated again and she brought it downwards, aiming at slashing the man from brow to balls. Her feet scarcely touched the ground as she flipped backwards, landing a short distance away, her left hand on the ground in a three-point stance, the weapon at her side. Goddamn she ached. Her abdomen suddenly flared with pain, and her wrist forearm started to throb. THe rush of battle had temporarily stopped it but... she did not enjoy these feelings of pain. It was not something she was used to.
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| Rem | Jun 20 2013, 01:40 AM Post #58 |
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The Super Namek
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Nova was mesmerized by the motions of the woman Aurora. She was getting slowly overwhelmed by Vegeta, however, and Nova couldn't allow that to happen. He had worked hard, had burnt out one of his projectors to turn the tide of the battle thus far. He didn't honestly know if he had the sheer power within his Xandarian tech to carry the fight the rest of the way alone, against someone as talented as the son of a bitch he was fighting. Nova moved back towards the fight then, running along across the broken, shattered remnants of a main street through what had once been a populated portion of West city. No longer, and perhaps never again. As he got within about 20 yards of the Saiyan, Nova leapt- bringing his arms together, and letting out with a ferocious roar of power and strength as his fists SLAMMED down towards the back of vegeta's neck. He didn't wait long after his feet touched the ground to make his next move, sliding over a few feet, bunching his legs, and rising with a powerful, thunderous double fisted cross body haymaker he meant to send Vegeta hurtling through the air with. Nova blasted off, flying beside and then past Vegeta. He stopped with a jerk of his body, sending himself into an upside down spin, his left leg leading, his right leg winding up and then BLASTING up, or rather down, as Vegeta (presumably) sailed straight into his powerful, upside down bicycle kick. He rotated the rest of the way around then, back with heads towards the sky rather than ass, and descended- arms spread- towards the ground, where he landed with a soft 'tock'. There was a snap hiss of energy from his left hand. If the Quantum Blade wasn't enough, then he'd go ahead and use a Plasma Blade, damn it. It stretched out of his Quantum band about a foot and a half, tapering into a hutting, sizzling point of near fire. That would work. He ran forward then, waiting until Vegeta was standing, waiting until he was facing him. He wanted him to see this coming... And then Nova sliced across, attempting to disembowel the man with one fell stroke. His legs moved in an intricate pattern, and a second later he spun like a top, arms whipping around him and bringing the Plasma Blade around around neck height towards vegeta. He ducked low then, not sure if there would be a counter attack, then planted one foot on Vegeta's thigh, and ascended, bringing his sword down in a powerful stroke, meant to clean out whatever brains were in the Saiyans head, top down.
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| Vash | Jun 20 2013, 10:26 PM Post #59 |
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Gross...
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With Nova and Aurora taking on Vegeta, it just left Vash in charge of dealing with the woman. She surprised him, having telepathic powers and what not. But so did he. Problem solved. She settled a distance away from him, and began to hurl stuff through the air at the demon, intending to claim his life. But, Vash had other plans. Working together with Kimahla for the first time was interesting in itself, but the use of telekenisis was stronger because of it. At first came a steel beam. Vash lifted a massive slab of cement with his mind and struck the beam, causing both objects to drop to the ground in between Vash and Aimee. An electrical wire, still writhing about was sent hurling through the air. Vash grabbed hold of it with his mind and tossed it to the side. A stop sign was next, also stopped in mid air and javelened it into a nearby pile of rubbled cement. The demon grabbed hold of the shards of glass and like a wave of ninja stars, sent them crashing into the side of a nearby building to his right. Another steel beam was on its way, which the demon grabbed hold of telepathically and drove it straight down into the ground like a stake. Finally, an axe was sent flying at him. Vash and Aimee struggled for a bit, the demon feeling the fatigue of fighting for so long. The axe turned and headed back at Aimee, before being stopped and sent at him once more. It was all Vash could do to send the axe spiraling to his left and out of harm’s way, the pupils in his eyes returning and his teeth returning to normal size as his body was too exhausted to keep up at his transformed state.
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| Bassolarr | Jun 21 2013, 01:10 AM Post #60 |
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KING OF THE RING
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Aimee: 49% damage Aurora: 29% damage Buu: KO'd Krillin: KO'd Nova: 0.5% damage Tien: KO'd Vash: 40% damage Vegeta: 50% damage |
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| Janembold | Jun 21 2013, 02:15 PM Post #61 |
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Aimee stood there and gazed at her fucking opponent in a fit of anger. 'You just had to do this, didn't you.' Then she relented her anger and took a deep breath. This battle was depressing. She dreaded the fact it would end soon. She wanted to enjoy her time with Vash and this fight and this whole experience. It was fun. The best time she had in years, or from what she could remember. But everything would change once she moved on from this battle. She would eventually find a new opponent, to tangle with and enjoy the whims of battle, and life. "I don't understand," Shouted Aimee. "Why are you doing this? I can read between the lines, but still, I need closure. Is it because....coming to Earth is too much risk for you and you think it is suicide to just leave your current life and settle here? Earth is a great place." The girl frowned as she stepped forward, ready to take down her adversary. She then ran into a sprint before exploding into an aura and flying forward. First, upon reaching Vash, Aimee would try to deck the villain in the face with two jabs, then follow up by vanishing to a spot behind him in order to make an attempt at delivering an elbow to the back of his neck. Once that attempt was made, the girl rotated her entire body one hundred and eighty degrees in order to swing her right leg through the air in the hopes of dealing a cripping blow to her foe's side. More quick attacks with her fists followed, and she aimed them at at Vash's head. WC: 281 1. PF + 2 Quick attacks 2. Speed Teleport + 1 Special 3. 1 Special 4. 2 Quick attacks 5. 2 Quick attacks 6. 2 Quick attacks 7. 2 Quick attacks 59.8% total ki used 49% damage received Pl: 98,956(78,754) Ki: 49478(xxxx) Strength: 14,048 Speed: 12,041 Toughness: 11,149 (12,263) Stamina: 12,724-4,438=8,286 Vitality: 11557-5663= 5894 Determination: 254 Charisma: 498 Intelligence: 1099 **Going through some RL trouble. Could barely bring myself to write this post** |
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| Vegeta | Jun 22 2013, 03:46 AM Post #62 |
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Her comment caused the Saiyan to arch an eyebrow. Just as he was going to say something though his words were cut short as her blade seemingly crackled out of existence. The Dark Prince snickered at that. “Looks like your weapon has failed,” he started to say but was cut off as her blade came in suddenly from her other hand. He silently cursed at his carelessness though he was unable to evade in the slightest as her dark blade pierced through his armor and his left shoulder which caused him to lose his grip upon her arm and allowed her to effortlessly roll forward and out of his reach. He coughed up some blood as he narrowed his eyes. He could feel his strength being drained and it was not the familiar sensation of just being pierced with a weapon. He did not fully understand the connection but he knew he could no longer afford to be careless. She had caught him off guard and he did not intend for that to happen again. His left arm stayed in close to his side as the blood flowed freely down his left arm. His right hand tightened around the dark leather hilt of his katana as she moved forward. The change in her speed was quickly noted as Vegeta brought his blade to bear. “I would have some use for someone like you,” he muttered as she raced in. The tip of her blade was angled down as she charged him and aimed the hilt of her blade towards his abdomen. Vegeta quickly brought his right arm up with the tip of his blade angled down to match her initial style. His left foot slid back as he attempted to parry her strike to the side to avoid a direct blow. His body recalled all too well the draining effect that dark blade had upon parting his flesh. It was then that she skillfully pivoted the blade in her hand which only strengthened the Dark Prince’s interest even further. He was observing a highly skilled swordswoman. The strike this time was not quite so cleverly executed. She brought the blade up vertically in an attempt to slash his body with the added force of her leap. With the way his body was positioned he did not wish to test his ability to maneuver his blade to try and intercept hers so he did the next best thing. Vegeta took a quickly leap back and away from her at an angle in an attempt to avoid the peril the blade posed to him even with the lightest of touches. Then she began to descend and she brought her blade to bear upon his head. The Saiyan Prince had to admit this woman had not only skill but guts for taking Vegeta on in single combat and so he intended to pay her in kind. A slight smirk appeared upon his face as he brought his blade up and held it parallel to the ground. He quickly shifted it so it was held at an angle as her blade met his in an attempt to halt her advance altogether. The Dark Prince’s smirk grew into a full blown grin as he focused his ki towards a point on both of his shoulders. The ki quickly manifested as two arms burst out from his body. As the deadly woman was still falling to the ground Vegeta revealed that his left arm was in fact quite able to move as all three arms rapidly began striking out at her body as he attempted to hold her blade in check with his sword arm. He struck out in a combination of eighteen jabs and open palm strikes that were all aimed at various points on her abdomen, ribs, and the insides of her arms. The Dark Prince took several paces back as he sheathed his blade and summoned the dark flames in his right hand that quickly formed into an elongated staff tipped with a sharp point and a crescent shaped blade that extended off the side. As he held the blade out he smirked yet again. The light glistened off it as he said. “What are the odds of you coming to work for me,” he mused. Then his eyes grew wide as he took the brunt of Nova’s initial assault. The armored warrior’s fists slammed down upon the back of Vegeta’s neck which caused him to stumble forward several steps towards the deadly woman. He silently cursed at having forgotten the other warrior on the battle field and at having gotten too caught up with the woman. The next blow caused the Dark Prince to arch his back and spit up blood as Nova slammed his fists into his back. The force of the attack sent the Saiyan flying forward towards the woman though he quickly kicked off the ground and managed to hopefully soar over her head rather than risk smacking right into her. He turned his face to the side and quickly watched the armored warrior soar passed him only to spin around. The man’s leg spun down towards the Dark Prince. With the speed and suddenness of the attacks Vegeta was left completely off guard. He also felt the lingering effects of the grenade his opponent had tossed earlier. The kick came straight down and slammed into his back sending Vegeta directly into the rubble as he skidded several meters before grinding to a halt. Feeling both embarrassed and highly pissed off Vegeta forced himself up to his feet though he swayed slightly using the staff of his scythe to steady his balance. As he glanced around he saw the warrior… who had waiting before he finally charged forward. Vegeta gritted his teeth as he gripped his scythe in both hands before quickly spinning it counter clock wise. As the blade came around he stopped the spin and held the staff firmly only the side the warrior’s blade of ki came in from in an attempt to stop it dead in its tracks and keep it from causing him any harm. As the armored warrior began to spin Vegeta lowered his body and took several swift steps away in an attempt to avoid the blow that was aimed the height of his neck. It was then he noticed his opponent’s foot reaching out as if to kick him. Out of instinct Vegeta quickly slid to his right narrowly avoiding it as his opponent seemingly leaped up, but without the added assistance of Vegeta’s thigh, and attempted to bright the blade of ki down upon his head. The Dark Prince simply gripped his scythe with both hands and attempted to hook the blade in the crescent blade and divert its path towards the ground instead. It was then that the Dark Prince’s body blurred, to anyone unable to follow his sudden increase in speed, as he reappeared closer to the sword dancer. His fist struck out twice rapidly towards her abdomen once again before he brought his right arm forward in an attempt to drive the weapon’s tip through her hopefully weakened muscles.
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| Rem | Jun 23 2013, 02:43 AM Post #63 |
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The battle was getting more and more intense. In the distance, Nova could hear the exertions of Vash and the girl as they went to work on one another, unleashing a maelstrom of attacks. When his Tachyon helmet alerted him to a sudden drop in energy from the demon, Nova took his eyes off Vegeta for just an instant... Vash was fine, but he was struggling. His 'energy' reserves were getting low. Nova could feel for the man, he was in the same boat with his Quantum Batteries. He could still fight, and still possessed a higher Neutrino count than the female he was fighting, so Nova returned his attention to the Saiyan menace. Unfortunately, that split second diversion of his attention was enough for the damage to be done. "NO!" Nova roared, immediately rushing across the space between where he was, and where Vegeta was laying into the sexy bitch who had been helping him and Vash. "DAMN IT!" He shouted, seeing blood from the girl spurting out of the fresh wound. His energy blade struck down in a powerful thrust, aiming for the collarbone of his Saiyan adversary, meaning to cleave the fucker in two for daring to continue turning his back on the Xandarian. His second attack followed close on its heals, rotating his wrist he brought the blade out to his left, and then struck in- a combination of attacks he hoped, but doubted, would work to cut Vegeta into quarters. He stabbed then, going for a straight thrust through Vegeta's neck, knowing that he couldn't slow down, wait to see if vegeta suddenly flopped to pieces- he had to keep up the pace, had to keep attacking, if only to make sure Aurora survived, she couldn't last long if Vegeta managed to turn his attentions back on her too much more. The energy in his left quantum band was getting dangerously low, and needed to recharge from the projectors for a bit. He allowed his energy sword to dissipate, and without missing a bit thrust in again, going for vegeta's heart with his Quantum Blade. He swung his right hand to the right then, letting more and more of his Quantum reserves flow into it, and then swung in with a powerful backhand that would, hopefully, sent Vegeta hurtling away, giving Nova a chance to get between him and the girl, to protect her.
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| Aurora | Jun 25 2013, 02:27 AM Post #64 |
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The other warrior said nothing in response to her, and finally, Aurora saw her ally, Nova, enter the fight against Vegeta. Her body shuddered slightly, feeling slightly weak from the constant assault that she had received under her attempts to slice this Saiyan into oblivion. Her form was weak, her body breaking slightly from the constant, seemingly unending fight that she was forced to fight under. Her electrical currents were quite low, and there was little that she could do to recharge them, now. Her eyes closed once, before reopening them. Her breathing was heavy, blood and sweat covered her body and goddammit, she wanted a shower. However, there was nothing that she could do against this Saiyan...except continue to fight. She had no effective stance, nothing to fall back on. As she breathed though, she saw the other approaching her. No. She saw him disappear, though his last glance was at her. And that meant he was going to come for her. His weapon was a scythe, and that meant that while it had a pointed tip, most of its damage would be slashing. He was right-handed. The attack would be coming from her left. The woman's thoughts operated as fast as the electricity that she wielded. She took a step backwards, moving her weapon to the left of her, hoping to stop the attack. And then he was there, before her, and she hissed as the strikes from his fist slammed into her stomach. However, her eyes widened as the spear-point from the Scythe came forward, aiming to impale her. She was too slow, compared to him; there was no way that she could stop it from slicing into her. Her body turned slightly, bringing the weapon in, trying to knock it off course. The weapon itself didn't pierce her stomach, thankfully, but as she rotated, the weapon bit into her right side, ripping the flesh open from here as she hissed, thanking everything, the didn't try to follow through with that Scythe blade. Before she had time to worry, Nova was there again, and the woman gave a grunt as she sank down. With nothing more to do, she gave a low hiss. Her blade vanished as she pointed a hand downward, letting the blade emerge from the palm of her hand, and then as it hit the ground, it forced her to come to a standing position. She saw Nova's weapon dissipate then, and the smaller weapon he had stored in his wrist, aiming at the Saiyan's heart. She moved forward at the same time, as the Saiyan was no more than a foot from her, and slashed horizontally across his back, the woman's form swirling as she slashed twice more, in a pair of diagonal attacks that created a X-shaped finish before Nova's backhand (hopefully) struck. She took a step backwards then, breaths coming raggedly as she attempted to keep standing... but she didn't even know how much she had left.
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| Vash | Jun 25 2013, 03:14 PM Post #65 |
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The female had said something to him, but it must have got lost somewhere in between, because not a word of it made sense neither himself or Kimahla. “Look bitch,” the demon snarled back at her. “I don’t know what you are talking about, just die already.” This obviously pissed her off, which caused her to bring the intensity once more. She charged forward, beautiful hair whipping about in the wind. Shame it has to be like this... Vash thought. She looks like she would look great bent over my bed. His egotistical womanizing once again being his downfall, Amy lashed forward with two quick jabs that connected with the demon’s handsome mug. She vanished before his eyes. Whipping himself around in order to locate her, she appeared directly behind him with a hard elbow swinging for him. Vash dipped below the elbow and proceed to throw two left jabs before lurching forward with his head, trying to drive it through her ovaries. But she was quick to continue her onslaught afterwards, a leg came whipping about like a baseball bat, trying to take the demon out. He threw his hands forward and tried to grab hold of the leg, and pull her in close to his chest, facing away from him. Vash leaned in close to her ear.. “Olé!” Vash mocked as he proceeded to try to drive his knee into her back twice. Once she recovered herself, she was in for another round. She just couldn’t get enough of him, and why wouldn’t she. A series of punches came hurtling towards the demon’s face. One after another connected with his face. But enough was enough. He wasn’t going to let her get the best of him. Fuck no. He threw his arms up in front of his face, blocking out the last two of her series of jabs. It was his turn. Vash saw the woman's face, and while part of him thought about moving in, he decided to strike instead. A quick pair of jabs shot out, headed towards the woman's chest. One punch for each of her pair of women parts. And then, having enjoyed the first set, the demon threw another set: bam bam. And then once more, just for good measure, he struck again. It was almost a sort of game to him, but he paused there, not wanting to go too overboard.
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| Bassolarr | Jun 26 2013, 04:26 PM Post #66 |
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| Janembold | Jun 27 2013, 06:31 PM Post #67 |
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Aimee's face had twitched from Vash's rude comments. Her left brow even furrowed as she tried to concentrate on the battle, but emotion was welling up inside her. She had to concentrate and not let him shake her composure with taunting words. This was turning into a boxing match. First she got some hits him. Then bam and pow as the demon returned the favour. She got two attacks in, then he got six, then she delivered six. Then he struck again with three more jabs. Like a boxer, Aimee quickly rose her arms into a forearm guard and moved them into position to block the next three jabs that came her way. She was now in position to strike within his personal space, being so close, it would be all too easy---in theory. First, she took a step forward to her left and diverted the final jab to her right side in the same movement. An opening was created, setting her up for her first attack. Aimee then attempted to transition her block into a quick fistful grab of her opponent's Gi in an effort to keep him from dodging. With the man's rib cage exposed, she brought up her right leg and attempted to deliver two quick knees to the exposed area underneath his armpit region and weaken his resistance by inflicting pain on his senses. She then she brought up her right leg up in a crescent arc motion. With her balm of her foot now above Vash's head, she then brought it down in an attempt to deliver a devastating taekwando-style blow against the top of his skull. The girl then brought up her right leg, believing she had an opening, and executed a side kick aimed for the side of her opponent's neck. Whether her kick landed, Aimee pressed forward and aimed two jabs for the demon's neck, then followed up with a round house kick aimed at delivering a devastating blow to his windpipe. The martial artist then jumped and attempted to deliver a spinning crescent kick to Vash's face using her the side of her foot. These were a combination of quick attacks that allowed her to set herself up for the more slow and devastating blows. And she hoped her relentless pattern of attacks would overcome the struggling Vash who seemed to be running low on both stamina and vitality. 1. 2 quick attacks 2. 1 Special 3. 2 quick attacks 4. 1 Special 5. 2 quick attacks 6. 1 Special 7. 1 Special 62.6% total ki used 49% damage received Pl: 98,956(78,340) Ki: 49478(xxxx) Strength: 14,048 Speed: 12,041 Toughness: 11,149 (12,263) Stamina: 12,724-4,645=8,079 Vitality: 11557-5663= 5894 Determination: 254 Charisma: 498 Intelligence: 1099 |
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| Vegeta | Jun 29 2013, 02:37 PM Post #68 |
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The pitter patter sound the blood caused as it fell to the ground caused him to smirk. It had been a while since he had been pressed this hard. The drawback of entering a battle unprepared and without the backup he had intended. He would never admit it naturally. He would never take that step to admit that he needed help. Instead he simply bit back the pain and forced a smirk upon his face. “Is that it,” he managed to mutter as he suddenly became painfully aware of the armored warrior closing in on his position. He tested his left arm and found it was difficult to move so the Saiyan Warrior quickly focused his energy outward as the thoughts of that warrior’s blade came to mind. It was not a physical weapon; at least not completely. He focused his energy and pushed it outward as he swiftly hardened the energy into a protective shell around his body. His bright emerald eyes turned towards the man as he rushed in with a curse. It became somewhat clear then that he had some form of attachment to this woman though it was only a hunch. The man could have just been angry that Vegeta had not paid him much attention… only time would tell. Time seemed to tick by at an agonizingly slow pace as his eyes followed his opponent’s blade as it slammed into his barrier. At first it seemed as if his protective barrier would hold but it was not to be. The blade must have not been completely composed of ki as he would have liked. The blade managed to slip through and bite into his left collar bone though not nearly as deeply as it would have. It was too late to mount another defense so the Dark Prince was left open as the next attack closed in and it seemed to pass through the barrier with less difficulty as the first. Vegeta cursed as it slashed at his armored body. The next one came in and at a very dangerous location… his neck. He could only hope that the combined protection of his barrier and armor would be enough to prevent a fatal blow. His emerald eyes narrowed as he took quick notice of the blade as it dissipated. That was when his opponent decided to switch to a blade that had more of a physical substance. The Dark Prince smirked as blood began to trickle from the corner of his mouth. His right hand quickly lifted as he hurled a wave of chilled energy towards his opponent in the hopes of stopping him in a block of ice. Regardless his attempt was not quick enough as his opponent’s backhand came around and slammed into him. The force caused Vegeta to slide back several meters before he rolled to his feet. When he locked his gaze upon the armored warrior again he had taken up position between the deadly sword dancer and him. So this man was attempting to protect her. He spit up a wad of blood onto the ground as he offered the two a grin which revealed his bloodied soaked teeth. She stood there though with her blade brandished even as she appeared to have trouble standing. He tilted his head to the side as he took note of the blood dripping from the blade and spread across the ground. It was then that Vegeta collapsed to the ground and pain coursed through his back. “When did,” he managed to mutter as he became painfully aware of the three slashes across his back. He was not certain how deeply the blade had cut through his armor. The fact that she had delivered three strikes while he was focused on the armored warrior both astonished and infuriated him. While it was brilliantly executed he did not like being out classed by such a weaker warrior. He balled his hands into fists as he visibly shook as he seethed with rage. His grin was quickly replaced by a look of utter contempt both at his injuries and this situation. His purpose for being here was sprawled out on the ground either dead or severely injured. He himself bled from numerous wounds upon this back water world known as Earth. His gaze turned towards the rubble which supported his weight. It had been dyed crimson and block from the blood and numerous amount of ki that had been hurled throughout the course of this battle. The air around his body began to shimmer as if an intense heat had started to rise off of Vegeta’s hunched form. When he lifted his gaze his face was like a mask of calm which only had a hint of the rage that boiled beneath the surface. He would be damned before he allowed himself to die in such a way. His right hand gripped around a piece of loose rubble as tiny spirals of flame and smoke began to billow up from various spots on his body. And instant later he felt the pain tear through his body as he leaped forward. An inferno of burning energy burst from around his body as he gripped his scythe in his hands allowing the crescent blade to trail behind him. His assault was led by two swift jabs towards the woman’s face as he closed in. As the second one closed in Vegeta quickly gripped his weapon in the other hand and spun his body counter clock wise as he attempted to bring the crescent blade up vertically towards the woman’s lower half. He allowed the scythe to expand out in a burst of black flames as it vanished and was consumed into his fiery aura. The earlier red flames were quickly dominated by the dark flames until he was wreathed in a cloak of black fire. His body blurred as he sprinted towards the deadly sword dancer. As he closed in an identical form of himself leaped from her left as he aimed his fist towards her face. The duo of Saiyans seemed to dance around her form as he struck out a total of six times. Each strike was aimed at her face and with the full power the Dark Prince could put behind his savage blows. As the twin forms slowly came to a halt the Dark Prince turned his gaze towards the armored warrior how had previously attempted to put himself between the sword dancer and himself. Vegeta took a small cylinder device from his belt and pressed a button as he hurled towards his opponent. If the man wanted the Saiyan Prince’s attention he had just earned it.
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| Bassolarr | Jun 29 2013, 04:14 PM Post #69 |
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| Rem | Jun 30 2013, 02:25 PM Post #70 |
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"Damn it..." Nova's voice was a low, angry growl as he turned around to see that the Siayan had gotten around him once more to attack the drastically weaker female. This was really beginning to piss him off... "I AM YOUR OPPONENT YOU COWARDLY FOOL!" Nova shouted, his Quantum Tech automatically shifting the polarity of the attack that Vegeta had shot at him, turning its frozen power into a shield of flames that quickly surrounded him as he charged forward. Vegeta was also wreathed in flames, and a backdraft of ruby red sputted in all directions as their flames struck, vying against one another as Nova tried, once more, to take this bastard down. His fist struck out, going for the bleeding side of his opponent, wanting to expand upon the pain he must be feeling from the bite of Nova's Plasma blade. He wanted this bastard to hurt. What sort of man went around, ignoring the most powerful combatant on a field of battle, in order to beat upon a bleeding, wounded woman who was little threat in the grand scheme. It didn't matter. If vegeta chose to continue turning his back on the man that would kill him, it was his own head that would suffer. Aurora could survive a while longer, she was stronger than he had given her credit for upon first seeing her lithe, feminine form. Nova struck again, dropping to one knee for an instant and then rising up with a sort of fireman's-carry uppercut with which he intended to thrust his forearm into the groin of the Saiyan. That would bring the pain, for sure. Either way, his next attack was simple. He shifted to the left and then launched himself into the air, his legs slamming around as he went for a full on Roundhouse towards the black haired bastards head. Nova leaped through the air then, thrusting high in order to get a bit of distance, and hopefully make Vegeta think his barrage was momentarily over. "Fly!" He said, though, and for a few moments his left hand was not covered by the gauntlet and band he wore. Instead, it shot forward, aimed towards Vegeta's neck, meant to slam into it and throw the man to the ground. An instant later Nova was upon him, his right hand blurring in and out of sight as he stabbed and sliced over and again for a few moments, hoping to disembowel Vegeta with this attack. He struck again and again, hoping to take advantage of vegeta's potential, downed state.
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| Aurora | Jul 1 2013, 05:44 PM Post #71 |
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The strikes had hit home, and Aurora could feel that her own body was breathing a bit easier, now. The damage that she'd dealt, while her blade had indeed devoured some of his essence, a miniscule portion was transferred back to her. It wasn't exactly enough that it would allow her to deal any more damage with her electricity, as she was very nearly tapped out of that... but it helped her to breathe easier, to react faster. Aurora found that she didn't need to lean so much on the weapon right now, and that her legs no longer shook. It was slight difference, but enough, for her, as she breathed outwards, feeling the power allowing her to at least stand. "In response to your earlier question, Saiyan, I work for no one," she spoke, giving him a sensual smirk, noting the fact that he had lost the grin, the eagerness of battle... and that was replaced by a grimace of impassiveness. He simply wanted to kill them both, now. Aurora had already seen ahead to what he would do. Well, not so much in the literal sense, but she'd been alive, fighting for millenia in the afterlife, or the Next Dimension, or the Other World, depending on who you were speaking to- there were so many different names for the same place. In a battle of numbers, you focused your assault on their weakest link, to make certain that they were not going to hinder you any longer, to even the odds. It was a sound strategy...however it was tried, tested, and bland. Even with this Saiyan's speed, she could already see what was coming. She was a weapons expert, though not so much with some of the more exotic weapons but... a few hundred years of fighting, sex and debauchery in Hell, and you got a fairly good understanding of how scythes worked. However, she was not at all prepared for the initial two strikes that came first, the two jabs catching her on the chin, and her cheek. Her face was, thankfully, not her best feature, but it was still one of the first things looked at, and the fact that this one would dare to... she calmed her mind as she saw him pulling back the fist from the jab, and saw the weapon, saw what hand it was in, and saw what way he was turning. It was too low for a simple decapitation, which meant he was going for her legs, or he was going to attempt to cut her in twain from hip to shoulder. The heat he was giving off... was dangerous, but she had no time to consider that as her own blade vanished from her right, appearing in her left as the man turned, and she drove her own weapon into the ground, causing a dischordant clang of metals to emanate outward. "Your weapon is a dangerous, brutal one... I like it," she spoke, but had no time to say much further as the man seemingly did not care that she'd blocked his strike, and forced himself forward, that dangerous, burning heat scalding her flesh as the proximity between them became almost nothing as a score of strikes caught her across the face. Another on the chin, the opposite cheek, one catching her nose (causing that cartilage to crack) and yet another on her forehead. Despite the fact that they were just jabs, their force was quite a bit more dangerous, and she barely managed to scramble away from the final two, her form weakened from the repeated strikes, but worse, those flames. Her flesh was burned in a few places, and it hurt to move but... this had transcended now a test of skill, and was becoming much more a death match. She hissed, and, looking above, she saw a street light. Extending a hand upwards, she pulled down electricity, empowering her, giving her almost an armor of electricity to match the Saiyan's fiery one before it vanished into her flesh, the swelling on her face going down some. And then, her chance. The Saiyan had turned from her, assuming that she was at least down enough that he had time to focus on other matters. She wasn't. In her right hand, as her blade stayed in her left from that parry, that black lightning gathered about that fist. As she dashed forward, quick as the lightning she wielded, she placed a hand at the small of the Saiyan's back as the small object was thrown. "Boom," she whispered as the attack rushed outwards, heedless of her own safety, for the moment.
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| Bassolarr | Jul 2 2013, 08:34 AM Post #72 |
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| Vash | Jul 2 2013, 11:27 PM Post #73 |
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Fucking hell... Vash thought. Letting Kimahla take over definitely had its benefits, but at what cost. He had no control anymore. It was all the minotaur. And part of him loved every moment of it. Except for getting smashed around. That part wasn’t so much fun. Aimee did well covering the demon in attacks. It was all he could do to throw his hands up and catch a few of them, his forearms taking the brunt of the damage. Each blow wore on him more and more. One of them was going to give out. She had slowed down a bit, and it gave him an opening. Three quick jabs to the female’s left tit. He didn’t think that a boob could actually explode, but he was sure as hell gonna try. Right, left, right again, all concentrated on her voluptuous mammary gland. “You know you can’t beat me, right?” Kimahla hissed through Vash’s lips. The minotaur was crafty, but confident, borderline cocky. With Aurora and Nova tangled up with Vegeta, Vash and Kimahla had only Aimee in their combined sights. And they wanted blood. A quick right elbow was followed up with two left hooks to Aimee’s temple, hoping to put her down for good.
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| Bassolarr | Jul 2 2013, 11:31 PM Post #74 |
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| Vegeta | Jul 3 2013, 10:38 PM Post #75 |
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The fact that the man who was nearly the sole reason the city currently lay in such a state of destruction and so much death lay around the combatants had the nerve to call the Dark Prince a coward served only to mildly amuse Vegeta. The man had not proven himself much of a threat yet so Vegeta did not bother to offer a response as he began to focus solely upon evading the strikes of this overly talkative armored warrior. The momentary distraction served to focus the Saiyan Prince’s mind on the situation at hand. Due to the woman, the very one this man claimed to be weak, Vegeta was at a disadvantage in this confrontation. A situation he would have to remedy in due time. The armored warrior’s initial attack came in towards Vegeta’s injured side. It was an effective tactic and one that caused Vegeta even more amusement at having been called a coward by this man. The Dark Prince quickly pivoted his body and pushed off hard with his foot to gain some distance, at an angle, in an attempt to evade the initial strike and make it more difficult for a smooth follow up attack. He could feel the numbness starting to set in that signified he had lost more blood than he would have liked. As the second strike came his opponent actually dropped to his knee leaving his area of attack to be a lot less diverse as if he had retained his mobility of movement. When he brought his arm up the Dark Prince quickly pivoted on his right foot and leaped back and away in an attempt to evade the second strike as well leaving a light trail of blood in his wake. Then the man leaped up and began to spin after having moved to the left. The Dark Prince quickly prepared for an attack to come from that direction and quickly crouched down in an attempt to duck beneath the leg that was coming in swiftly towards his head. Then seemingly fleeing the armored warrior leaped into the air. It might have worked had the warrior not attempted something similar previously so the Dark Prince stayed on guard as he waited for what was to come next. The warrior had seemingly launched his gauntlet off his hand towards his face which immediately made him think this warrior was an android rather than any organic being. He had witnessed androids launch their fist off in such a manner before thought his one came in too fast and with too much force. It slammed into his neck and caused him to slam back several meters before he finally slid to halt before kicking back and rolling back to his feet as he quickly pushed his body to move well beyond its normal rate of movement. His body blurred as the armored android-like warrior swooped in yet again but this time with his blade and not with sword or foot. The dark warrior quickly allowed his blade to slide free of its scabbard as he drew the katana off his back in an attempt to bring it forward in time to intercept the series of blows aimed towards his abdomen. His body blurred as it flowed in a rhythmic dance he had spent years learning. His muscles acted out of sheer memory as he brought his blade forward in an attempt to clash with the blade that seemed so eager to end his life. As he moved in an attempt to block the last strike from the armored warrior’s blade the translucent blue lens over his left eye sparked to life. It quickly registered a rising power dangerously close behind him. His emerald eyes fixed upon the opponent before him as his body blurred once more as the Saiyan Prince did his best to leap to the side twisting his body as he moved. He hoped that whatever his opponent was doing would miss him as he moved at a rapidly increased rate of movement as he heard the blade dancer’s voice whisper something though he did not stay to find out what. His movements did not slow the Saiyan Prince quickly took out two small vials that contained a dark green liquid. The wooden stopper flew to the ground as Vegeta quickly down the content of both vials. He immediately felt the pain in his muscles begin to lessen as he dropped the two vials to the rubble below. His eyes were now focused upon the woman who had come to his assistance previously and the demonic warrior she was currently locked in battle with. Vegeta smirked as he rapidly closed the distance. If this android had an issue with him attacking his woman… he would just have to focus on ensuring his one remaining ally was free to take her on instead. As he drew near the demon muttered, “You know you can’t beat me, right?” It hissed as it closed in on the human woman once more. “Maybe not but I can,” he shouted as he quickly swooped in and used his forearm to block the elbow and used his right hand to hopefully block the two left hooks that followed. If he was able to prevent the strikes from hitting the human Vegeta attempted to slam his right fist forward twice with as much force as he could muster. The initial blow was aimed right towards the bridge of the demonic warrior’s nose while the second punch closed in on his right temple as Vegeta hooked his arm around.
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