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| Rage of an Ocean Lord [Hard Quest]; Mr. Satan, Yamato, Krillin | |
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| Topic Started: Jul 29 2017, 12:41 AM (314 Views) | |
| Shallot | Jul 29 2017, 12:41 AM Post #1 |
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It didn't take very long relatively for the hours to pass. Night overtook the sky, sending it to the dark bowels of tomorrow as Mr. Satan relaxed in his cushioned chair. He let out a small breath as he had a glass of wine poured for him by his assistant, Rebecca. "Will that be all, sir?" He gave it a moment of thought, realizing he had a promise to fulfill still. The night was young, and the two guests he was expecting didn't seem like the type to turn a man like Mr. Satan down. "I'm expecting a couple people from the set tonight. Could ya escort them when they arrive?" Rebecca gave the Champion a swift nod, leaving the room immediately to wait by the front door of his estate to welcome the gruesome twosome that would hopefully arrive. He leaned back once more, staring at the ceiling of his room while idly sipping at the wine he was poured. It was a bit sour, but that had no real effect on his mood. He wondered for a fleeting moment how Adel was doing. It had been nearly a month since he had last seen the Keliouxian, at least not since he mysteriously ended up on his planet. The route that he was forced onto because of that man.. it was scary, but it wasn't without benefit. Hercule was certainly stronger than he was two months ago, but in that same sense, he was still unable to control this 'Ki' crap. Now he wasn't stupid, at this point in the game, he certainly knew what Ki was as a whole. He saw Krillin using it against the zombies and Adel use it against meteors. He knew what it was, he knew how to use it, yet his body seemed to deny the energy as a whole. He wasn't sure why, it even made him an anomaly to the self-declared master of Ki control himself. He was unsure what to do as far as Ki went, but as long as he was getting stronger, he didn't see it mattering a lot. He turned on the television as he heard his door creak open. Mr. Satan was pretty sure that it would be the two of them entering his room, causing for a smile to tug at the corner of his lips. He was happy to see his guests in such good help. "Sit, sit." The news began to ramble on idly in the background as the three friends(?) sat down together. "I really appreciate what you two did for me today. You could have slacked off, but you both gave amazing performances. Young Yamato, young Krillin, what can I do to make your lives just a bit easier?" He let silence fill the air as they contemplated what kind of answer to give. It wasn't like money was a real problem for him anyway. But something caught his ear. "Creatures-- ... destroying East City-- ..." His brow shot up, realizing it was the television. He turned the volume up quickly, trying to hear what was going on. "East City is being overtaken by mutant sea monsters! We're unsure what to make of it, but it seems a man that declares himself to be Poseidon is leading the charge! We need a hero.. we need Mr. Satan!" Hercule gulped, looking at his guests. "Well, I suppose the celebration will have to wait." [align=right]591[/align] |
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| Pryde | Jul 30 2017, 07:36 PM Post #2 |
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[dohtml]<link href="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Acme|Courgette|Lemonada|Lobster|Marck+Script|Niconne|Playball|Tangerine" rel="stylesheet">[/dohtml] The day had ended with the director loving every second of the scene they had all made up on the spot. The crew and director all began to clap for the trio, they made a pretty good team. You had the Monk, a serious yet goofy smaller character, Yamato the silent good looking mysterious one, and then finally but not last, Hercule; Champion of the World and well, he was just a character. Over the top and a charismatic enigma. As the day ended on set Hercule requested that they both see him at his estate later that evening. Krillin, like most days, finished off his daily tasks then decided to head back to Kame House. It was not the most glamorous lifestyle but part of him was happy with it. He surrounded himself with loved ones, was able to smile and laugh everyday, looked at the bright side of things, and finally he was able to save his money in order to get his one house one day. Plus with all this extra free time the Monk was able to train with the Turtle Master, Master Roshi. His skills not only as a warrior but as a man in the whole were really coming along. He had learned how to manage stress as he became mentally stronger with meditation training. His body was lean, muscular, and most importantly he knew exactly how he would react to most things. He was smart on top of it all, training his body as much as he did his mind. Something was different however, with the sky beginning to fall into darkness while the sun retreated under the horizon he stood there on the island. His hand twirled the business card in between his thumb and index finger. His eyes gazed up into the vast sky that was beginning to fill itself with the dim light of the worlds beyond the gods themselves. His eyes looked down toward the card as he stopped the twirling motion. His gaze falling between the letters as he read the address once more. ”What could be the harm in going?” The Shaolin said to himself as he quickly looked back to Kame House. ”Well, what the heck, I’m in!” He said with a small chuckle before entering into the house to fetch his orange gui. The symbol of the turtle rested over his heart as he came out into the moonlight. Its gaze bestowing a gift of lift around him as he tightened down the obi that rested around his waist. With one more laugh and a nod he took into the sky only to head toward the Estate of Hercule. At the Estate of Mr. Satan, Krillin was greeted by a woman by the name of Rebecca. She was clearly the assistance of the Champ himself as she told him how she was expecting him to arrive. As they traveled down the halls of the dimly lit estate he could hear the faint sound of the news playing in the background. There wasn’t anything important being said at the moment but he could tell that Hercule was just passing the time until his guest arrived. At the base of the room the Monk met with the wolfman himself, Yamato. A friendly nod and a wave left the Short Stack’S body as he entered with him. The man offered them sits at which Krillin gladly accepted, sitting on one of the nicest chairs he had ever sat upon in his life! ”Wow, this is super comfortable! I’ve never been in a house this nice before! Hey… How much did all of this cost?” Krillin said as he leaned in and cupped his hand over his mouth trying to whisper to Hercule. This was a serious question, he was trying to judge how much he was needing to save in order to live the lavish lifestyle that the Champion of the World did himself. At that very moment he gave the welcoming statement and offered his help in order to make their life easier and better. Krillin pondered the thought for just a second before he was interrupted by the sound of the news reporter speaking of East City being attacked. There was a sigh over the room, the past few days was rough for the Trio, it seemed that they were always running into trouble with one another. ”Let’s come back after we defeated these monsters! The city is in danger!’ Krillin said with a newly lit fire in his belly and eyes! [/font] |
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| Yamato | Jul 31 2017, 11:39 PM Post #3 |
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It hadn't even been a day since the movie shoot, a day of which Mr. Satan had invited him back to his estate. He wasn't entirely sure why he was asking such a thing when they barely knew each other; but judging him wasn't his top priority. The carrot-top sat on the living room sofa of his home, gazing up at the card that he had been handed. His crimson gaze shifted to the side as he noticed a figure coming in, his older 'brother' entering and letting his golden gaze roam over him. Yamato found himself sighing out a bit heavily through his nose as the alpha made his presence. "Where the hell were you this morning?" The elder questioned and quickly strut toward the other. "I was just out---" Not ony word was able to be spoken as a loud 'slap' echoed throughout the house; the younger mutt hitting the ground with mild shock. Shouting was soon heard after that as others began entering the room, attempting to calm their alpha down and even trying to assist Yamato back up to his feet. No matter how much he adored the rest of his brothers and sister, he couldn't deal with this mess much longer. A grunt came from the carrot-top as he pulled himself away from the helpful hands and stormed out of his home; the door slamming shut behind him. His feet made quick work as he headed towards his car, a black convertible and fished his keys out of his pocket. He started up the engine just as the front door swung open again and peeled out of the driveway and onto the street. The demon's crimson eyes darted up towards the mirror and clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth in annoyance at the red mark that began glowing brightly on his tanned cheek. A bit of blood had seeped out the corner of his lips and he found himself licking the wound lightly with a small hiss. Without much thought, he brought out that card once more and finally decided it was best to get away and let his mind wander to other things; thus he directed himself toward Mr. Satan's home. Yamato had entered the town and parked in the driveway and made fast strides out of the vehicle towards the front door. His knuckles came down on the hard surface, only for it to open soon after as a woman stood there to greet him. Yamato flashed a small grin towards the woman and parted his lips to speak his name, however it seemed it was unnecessary. "Yamato, right? Mr. Satan has been expecting you." She offered him a smile of her own and led her inside and to where both Hercule and Krillin were situated. "Sit, sit." His eyes roamed over the room before settling himself on the nearby sofa, his arms draping over his own knees casually. "I really appreciate what you two did for me today. You could have slacked off, but you both gave amazing performances. Young Yamato, young Krillin, what can I do to make your lives just a bit easier?" The carrot-top tilted his head to the side with slight confusion, he wasn't entirely sure why he was wanting to give them something. Yamato couldn't even think of something that he'd want. He had been ready to speak his mind about not needing anything, but the news began growing louder with a broadcast. "East City is being overtaken by mutant sea monsters! We're unsure what to make of it, but it seems a man that declares himself to be Poseidon is leading the charge! We need a hero.. we need Mr. Satan!" The wolf lifted his eyebrow at this, more and more strange things were going on in the world lately and it all seemed to attract him into the mix of it. "Well, I suppose the celebration will have to wait." The Champion spoke up and Krillin was quick in response. ”Let’s come back after we defeated these monsters! The city is in danger!" It had been assumed that all of them were going and Yamato wasn't one to say 'no' to such a thing. He slowly stood to his feet and let out a small sigh as his hand lifted to rub the back of his own head. "Ah, what the hell? I don't know how we plan on traveling there, but we'd better get movin', eh?" Both of his hands shoved into his pants pockets as he awaited to be informed of their transportation. [align=center]766 / 766 / 2,126 [/align] |
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| Shallot | Aug 3 2017, 05:26 AM Post #4 |
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Mr. Satan rose up from his chair in tandem with his guests, both of whom seemed like they were ready to go. Their comments soon confirmed this for him, the Champ grinning. Actors aand capable fighters-- whatever they were, Hercule was happy to have met them for this part of his journey. But now it was just a matter of getting there. He couldn't very well ask Rebecca to drive him into the heart of the storm of monsters in East City, but he also didn't have the ability to fly like these two probably did. The jetpack he was working on was still in the production stages, so it was going to be a acouple weeks before he got his hands on one.. but then it dawned on him. He didn't have to subject himself to the normal means of travel anymore now that he had his tricks from the worlds beyond this one! That 'Instant Transmission' technique would be more than enough to get the trio there in record time. "Alright, I'm gonna try this! You two, hang onto my shoulders and don't let go!" He didn't know what the repercussions would be if they let go, so he could only hope that they would heed this warning. He hadn't tried this very often with more than one person, only the Yaidratian Elder from before was his guest. With three people, would it grow unstable? No, it wasn't the time to think about that. He was needed in East City and nothing was going to stop him from getting there! Pressing a closed fist to his chest, he closed his eyes and let his senses blanket the Earth. He could feel the heart beats of citizens of East City dying off in massive waves. This was torturous on him, but he pressed onward, feeling the heart beat that resonated with his own. Someone powerful. "Got it!" Their bodies warped in an instant, only for a stream of water to overwhelm the trio and send them hurtling to the ground. As the three of them hit the ground (or the other two somehow dodged the other attack and managed to land on their feet), Hercule looked upward. He was generally unharmed from the blow, but there was one small mistake in his teleportation. He ended up right in front of the main threat all over again. Poseidon, or at least the man that called himself such, let his glare come down on Hercule. It sent a chill down the Champ's spine, but some of the citizens began to come out of the woodwork and see that he was standing up to the villain that destroyed their city. Well, he needed to stand up first for that to happen. Managing to climb back onto his feet, he returned the glare, even though his hands were practically vibrating in fear. He didn't want to do this. He didn't want to fight these creatures. But it was his duty as the Symbol of Justice to do this! "Who dares--" "Who dares to address me so bluntly?!" Hercule's voice was instantly overpowered by the booming tones of the demi-god. He was almost blown away by the sudden interruption, but he wouldn't let it deter him for the moment. "Why the hell are you here, destroying my cities?! Don't you have the ocean to rule over, you weird cosplayer?!" Poseidon tilted his head for a moment before laughing heartily, as if he was told a fantastic joke. "Do you think me as a false deity? You false Champion.. I am a god. And your pitiful planet will pay for not giving me proper worship." He lifted his hand, pillars of white water rising into the air. They threatened to engulf the entire city, but he looked at Hercule's expression for a moment. It was rigid, unmoving. It may have been due to his fear, but he was frozen with determination. He brought his hand back down, letting the pillars return to the Earth for a moment. "I see.. you still wish to play at this act of defiance. Then I suppose I'll strike a deal with you pitiful mortals. Defeat my best beast and you shall be spared, despite your insolence. Be defeated and this city will not be the only to feel my divine wrath!" He thrust his arm forward, only for a large, serpent-like beast to fly forward. [dohtml]<center><img src='https://i.ytimg.com/vi/SpA_rwzy7XM/maxresdefault.jpg' width=600></center>[/dohtml] Hercule took a step back for a moment as he gazed upon the majesty of the creature. It glared him down as if it were feral. "This is the Leviathan. Myths passed down from generation to generation become reality in the palm of my hand, Champion. Now my question is.. will you be able to take down a myth?" The Leviathan roared, the wind whipping around them. Mr. Satan shot his fist upward, sending his gaze all around him. "All citizens of East City, get out of here! My students and I will take care of this beast, but please, don't get caught up in this!" Of course, he didn't know if they were really going to be able to take this thing on, but Hercule wrestled bears back in his hay day. This thing was just a little bit bigger, so it was going to take a bit more effort! He looked to Yamato, then to Krillin. "Sorry about this, young ones. I didn't want to drag you into this, but I suppose we're about to fight this out!" He didn't really know how to go about his first move, so he merely took an orthodox martial art stance, staring the Leviathan down as it prepared to attack. He didn't know what it could do, what moves it could make, what patterns it had. It was a completely different feeling from fighting against a martial artist. He only hoped he could make it out alive. [align=right]1,029 / 1,550 / 3,155[/align] |
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| Pryde | Aug 7 2017, 11:14 PM Post #5 |
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[dohtml]<link href="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Acme|Courgette|Lemonada|Lobster|Marck+Script|Niconne|Playball|Tangerine" rel="stylesheet">[/dohtml] ”Alright, I’m gonna try this! You two, hang onto my shoulders and don’t let go!” Hercule cut in loudly as a bead of sweat seemed to drip down from his brow. ”Huh?! What are you trying to do?!” Krillin said as he stepped back from the Champ, his arm coming up in sudden shock of the unknowing. There seemed to be no answer, Hercule was on the constant back and forth of an internal struggle as he seemed to close his eyes to focus. Krillin was able to look over at Mr.Satan, his fist close to his chest, his eyes closed, he was in a state of meditation it seemed. The Shaolin could feel the overwhelming aura that was being emitted from the center of the Symbol of Justice. Krillin’s eyes fixed over the Champion of the World as he let the questions that ran around inside his head fall to the void of his mind. His hand rested upon the shoulder of the bear like man, Hercule. Fingers slowly tightening around the joint as to not let go, holding on for his life as he did not know what was going to happen. There was a sudden break in the silence as Hercule made an exclamation of discovery. His voice boomed into the air, there was nothing more than the rushing sound of wind as the three beings were transported to a new location suddenly. The next thing he knew there was just the powerful rush of water. Krillin’s eyes opened as he saw a man, one known as Poseidon, standing off in the distance with his palm open toward their direction. The attack was not enough to cause harm to the trio but it was quiet the wake up call. The Monk’s dark orange gui was soaked now, dripping down onto the ground and creating a small puddle as he stood there silent and motionlessly. There was this sense of dread in the air as he looked around. The city was in ruins, buildings shattered and the pavement matching as the man, Poseidon, stood there ominously. Citizens scattered in all directions the first chance they had. Running far from the God of Water. Their screams of panic and thanks echoed into the dimly lit sky as Mr. Satan rose to his feet. Thunder roared out into the air as the Champ was interrupted by the God of the Seas, no it was just his voice. Powerful and almighty as he questioned the Champs tone and manners. Addressing one’s God they should gravel, they should give the proper title, those were the basic points that the Sea God was trying to make, but his breath was wasted at this moment in time. Hercule and Poseidon were in a deadlock, their voices traveling back and forth as they argued and discussed what was going to happen. Krillin could head the voice of the God clear as day even though he was so far away. He made the proclamation that Hercule was a fake champion. The Shaolin’s eyes fell over Hercule as he thought of what the God of the Ocean was saying. False Champion? Krillin thought to himself as he continued to stare at the Champion of Justice. Sure it was true that there was not much power that he emitted at most times, but he was able to become champion for a reason, right? The challenge was finally issued however, fight the best beast that was in the playbook of the God and planet would be saved. Fail and the Earth would surely perish. Roar of thunder, clap of lightning, the skies darkened as the dark figure of a large serpent beast slithered through the air. A slight blue hue was radiating from its throat as it gazed down over the city. Its size paled in the comparison of Shenron but it was oddly similar, was this serpent beast a dragon?! "This is the Leviathan. Myths passed down from generation to generation become reality in the palm of my hand, Champion. Now my question is.. will you be able to take down a myth?" The God of the Sea spoke, his voice still like a thunderous clap in the skies as he mocked the Warriors of Earth. ”Oh man-- I guess I have no other choice!” Krillin said as he lowered into his normal fighting stance. He had a feeling the False God was not going to fight fair, that there was something strange about him so easily giving into the ‘False Champion’. His fist tightened in fear as he clutched them tightly, beads of sweat dripping down his forehead as he looked toward this beast that had appeared before them. Screaming the beast roared once more over the city, its voice so loud the windows on a few of the buildings that remained shattered. Krillin could feel his bones rattle as he fell backwards onto the ground. Leg shaking he tried to stand to his feet, no his entire body was shaking in fear. ”Why is it always me?!” He questioned out loud as he lowered into the stance once more. This was no time for games he had to fight, not only for Earth, but his own life! ”That’s it you monster! I am going to take you down and protect Earth! I don’t care who you are, you have no right to do this!” Krillin’s voice was surprisingly stern for his size, but also for the state of fear that he was in. His mind blank as he felt the cool breeze rush over the wet gui that still wrapped around his body. His fist lined in ki as he readied himself for the battle, he was going to take down the Leviathan hopefully with help, but alone if needed. As one last gust of wind blew over his body he could feel the adrenaline rush into his system, his heart beat rapidly accelerating as he looked over at the monster that was summoned from the myths. ”I’m going to show you just why your creator is nothing more than a myth!” His eyes dashed over to Hercule for some kind of approval at his hero line as he let a warming grin appear on his fear ridden face. ”How was that, Champ?” He said with a small laugh. [/font] |
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| Yamato | Aug 10 2017, 03:49 PM Post #6 |
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"Hang onto my shoulders and don't let go!" Confusion quickly hit the demon as he slowly made his way toward the raven haired man and brought his hand to rest against his shoulder. Just as Krillin had done the same thing they were welcomed with silence as the champ began concentrating on something; his brows furrowing in the slightest. Just as Yamato's lips parted open to question what he was doing, the three of them vanished in an instant and reappeared in an entirely new location. If he had been in his demon form, his fur would be sticking up with sudden fright as they appeared near the ocean; the waves crashing wildly around them as a being stood near them. Crimson eyes widened and shifted to the side at the being standing before them. "What the fuc..." He was cut off as Hercule and this being began speaking basically the same thing at the same time. "I am a god." He spat out, his exterior cocky as he looked down upon the trio. "I see.. you still wish to play at this act of defiance." Yamato almost held out his arms at the 'God' with a twisted expression. Nobody had said or done anything to cause him to say this, it was almost as though he was planning something like this to anyone that got too close anyway. "This is the Leviathan." His attention was caught once again as the large sea-serpent lifted up from the waters, roaring and flailing his long tail around and crashing into nearby boulders. "Now my question is.. will you be able to take down a myth?" Before anyone else could say anything, Krillin spoke up, a new found confidence boiling up. He seemed to be trying to impress Hercule as he asked 'how that was' toward the proclaimed champ. An animated bead of sweat slid down the side of his head as he brought his forehead down to the palm of his own hand. It was like he was trapped in some sort of comedy act that he couldn't escape from. Well, in any case, what Yamato had got from all of this is that this demi-God was pissed and wanted to take it out on them. He wanted the trio to prove him wrong in order to send him back to where he came from. The wolf extended his arms forward, pressing his right hand's knuckles into the palm of his other hand and cracking them with the pressure he added. "Keh! It's always something with you two, ain't it?" As the wind began picking up and spraying the ocean's waves around them, a red glow of an aura began to slowly vibrate from around his being. He couldn't bare to see the reactions of his companions if he transformed right then and there, so he found it best to save that for drastic measures. The demon pushed the balls of his feet harder against the boulder that they stood upon and used it to launch himself up into the air and toward Leviathan; a streak of red following behind him as he glided forward. Yamato wound his arm and brought it back momentarily before launching it forward, his fist nearly connecting with the myth's head. However, he found himself stopping as a blast of ki came from his knuckles and practically exploded on contact; sending the beast's head back with a cry of rage. The scaled being came forward again, its large mouth opening wide and crunching down; attempting to take the demon in its mouth whole. With a grunt, the carrot-top brought both of his arms to each direction, his hands clamping around the top of its mouth and jaw, holding its mouth open as he stood upon its tongue. A frustrated noise was heard from this as Leviathan began jerking around wildly and despite having Yamato stuck in place, this also posed as an opening for other counter attacks upon it. [align=center]665 / 1,431 / 4,903[/align] |
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| Shallot | Aug 16 2017, 04:05 PM Post #7 |
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He could see the energy rushing through Krillin, a surge of confidence taking him over. Hercule couldn't be more proud of the monk right now. Despite himself, he was ready to face this creature head on without hesitation. As he asked Hercule what he thought of it, the Champion flashed a smile and a thumbs up, his teeth glimmering in a small ray of sunshine. "All right!" Yamato, however, just wasn't having it and decided to take the first attack. He rushed in without thinking, jumping up and smashing an energy-infused fist into the Leviathan's head. It exploded on contact, sending the creature back slightly before it came back for another attack. It tried to eat Yamato whole, but the powerful warrior was more than enough to hold it back for at least a few seconds. Then he realized.. this was their opening! It happened all at once. Hercule had never been forced to use his full strength since his tournament days. He had trained so much over the past few months that even he wasn't aware of what he was capable of yet. His eyes went blank for a moment as he pushed off of his foot, his entire body propelling forward at damn near the speed of sound. He could have been surprised by the sudden burst of speed he was able to produce, but he was too focused on taking this thing down. False Champion? Myth? Gods? Fuck it all. That wasn't what represented Hercule's way of thinking at all. He was going to show this so called demi-god what the Champion was really made of! He let out a war cry as his body rushed forward, readying a fist as his veins pressed up against his flesh as a show of strength. "MEGATON PUNCH!" A sonic boom rang out as he thrust his fist forward, smashing it right into the Leviathan's jaw. It felt like he had hit a brick wall, but even so, he just plowed right through the proverbial stone. The creature was sent backward, driving itself through the city and leaving a permanent scar where the roads once stood. Steam gently flowed off of the Champion's knuckles as he panted out, looking at his fist. Where the hell did that come from..? Was this really how powerful he had become? No, he wasn't going to dwell on it. Somehow, he was able to summon up that kind of strength, and he sure as hell wasn't going to let it go to waste. He looked up to see the demi-god who was more than shocked at what Hercule and his friends were capable of. The Champion flashed a peace sign at the deity. "Ha, see?! This is what we're capable of! You're nothing more than an amateur cosplayer. Just give it up already!" Of course, it probably wasn't going to be that easy. As if someone was just going to give up and be arrested after coming this far with their plans. Poseidon waved his hand in front of him. "If you think that's all my pet is capable of, you're sadly mistaken.. no mercy!" He thrust his hand forward, the Leviathan being coated in a teal glow. The heart beat within it grew faster.. did that mean it was even stronger now? Hercule didn't know if he could muster up another punch like that, but he was sure as hell going to try. Even with his fist throbbing like this, he hadn't been this excited in a while.. Not since he won the tournament belt! [align=right]608 / 2,158 / 5,511[/align] |
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| Pryde | Aug 17 2017, 12:20 PM Post #8 |
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[dohtml]<link href="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Acme|Courgette|Lemonada|Lobster|Marck+Script|Niconne|Playball|Tangerine" rel="stylesheet">[/dohtml] There was no time to waste apparently. Though Krillin and Hercule were goofing around and acting like the heroes that the town needed, light hearted and friendly. Yamato was on the complete different side of the spectrum, serious and cold hearted it seemed. His red hair began to push back into the wind as his frame lifted from the ground with astounding force. A small cratered was created under the balls of his feet as he leaped into the air straight for the Sea Snake of the Myths. Krillin gasped in shock as he took a step back for a moment, his right hand covering his face so he could only see through the slots in his fingers as he peeked at Yamato being swallowed! ”No! Yamato!” Krillin said in fear of his new found friend being ate, but something different underwent. The part wolf fighter began to force the jaw of the beast open, like a scene from one of those Hercules’s movies where he was fighting the hydra. As the struggle for life and death began to draw out the Red Haired Man gave the opening that they needed! The Leviathan began to whip left and right as it tried and throw the man from its jaw but it was no use! Yamato was in there tight and locked in! Hercule, the Hero of Justice, unleashed his true power so it seemed. His body vanished from the normal vision of a man, but Krillin was trained to see much faster. The monk could only stand there in a bit of awe as the Hero rushed toward the Serpent with monster like speed, nearly too fast to see himself. Finally there was a boom in the sound barrier as Hercule grew closer to the monster. Speed of sound, bravery of a lion, strength of an ox, the World Champ rushed on. Krillin was impressed. The Monk knew there was not much that he could do from his current position so he spread his legs out wide and centered his center gravity to match his stance. His eyes locked onto where the beast was about to go as the Champ grew closer to it. Krillin let ki grow into a focal point on the balls of his feet as he lifted off like a rocket. Slow at first until finally he vanished. This was a technique he was practicing for some time, but finally he was able to use it in a sensible situation. ”MEGATON PUNCH!” Hercule screamed as steamed rolled from his knuckles that were buried deep against the beast. A large shockwave rang out as the beast went flying through the air, straight at the monk. With a wicked smile Krillin traced an outline of a circle in the air. One arm starting above his head while the other was directly pointing down. His eye kept a steady gaze onto the beast as he locked his right arm back at his mid waist. His muscles tightened throughout his entire body as he readied himself for the strike to shake the gods. His arm ripped out through the air, palm facing the beast as his fingers were extended and joined. The strike rotated counterclockwise for extra momentum as it crashed into the Leviathan. ”Heavenly Palm!” The Shaolin Monk whispered as the serpent went limp against his palm, the top half moving over his head and the bottom beneath his legs. The center, where his attack connected, remained in the current position as the beast stopped dead in its path. Suddenly there was a catastrophic shock wave that ripped through the back of Leviathan like a geyser spouting out water after one hundred years. The Serpent fell to the ground with a thunderous clap as the area fell silent. As the vision of victory was just in the horizon a teal light broke through. Slowly the light began to grow brighter and brighter as the time passed. Krillin’s locked onto the beast as he let the distance between the two grow greatly. It’s better to be safe than sorry after all. The battle was apparently far from over! [/font] |
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| Yamato | Aug 17 2017, 05:24 PM Post #9 |
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"No! Yamato!" The words surprised him as he heard them being called out. He hadn't been around friends in the longest time, all of them had long since left him as the years passed. Then there was this present moment, to hear somebody actually worry for him; it was a strange sensation. He felt the teeth of the beast beginning to press more heavily upon him, trying to take advantage of his distraction, but he tightened his grip around the top of its mouth and henged it open. Luckily his allies took note of his diversion and changed the situation with the opening he had given them. Both Mr. Satan and Krillin began their attack, both fighting incredibly from what the demon could watch from the corner of his sight. Each blow caused Leviathan to roar and lower its jaw to close tighter around the man's body. Yamato grunted as he strained against the added pressure as the being swung its entire body side to side to try and counter attack the human's beneath it. It was sudden, but the mouth of Leviathan suddenly snapped shut, red liquid oozing out from its mouth as it appeared to eat Yamato whole. However, the demon still laid against its tongue, blood coating his body as its fangs dug into his tanned skin and pierced him in several places. His crimson eyes struggled to stay open as the beast began striking back; large waves of water crashing against the rocks around them and sending missels toward both Hercule and Krillin. "Papa!" A voice rang in his ears, causing him to groan in response as images of his beautiful daughter flashed before his eyes. His orbs widened with realization that his life was starting to flash before his eyes and he'd be damned if he was going down like this. A low growl began bubbling in his stomach as a strange aura began surrounding his entire frame. The beast within him began clawing its way out, causing his tanned skin to begin ripping off from his bones; tangerine fur beginning to grow in place. His mouth snapped and grew into a snout and ears pointed up from his head. With a final snap of his bones a long tail flew out from his backside, the wolf slowly standing up inside Leviathan's mouth. A roar sounded as the mouth of Leviathan was literally ripped open without warning, its jaw colliding down to the ground with a thud. The wolf demon flew out from inside its mouth and glided across the sky until it found itself landing on nearby boulders. The wolf stood at five feet and its crimson orbs stared up toward Leviathan who was screeching in pain, its tongue hanging out past its missing jaw and it's lower teeth missing. Yamato almost felt bad for it and didn't want to kill it, if anything it was only doing as it was told, why did it deserve to suffer or die? He managed to shake this from his mind and only hoped that he could be revived again by this man who proclaimed to be a God. He hoped that the people who had once been calling out to him in fear and worry weren't now staring at him with fear or disgust. The demon's paws pushed off from the boulders, a bit of rubble sliding into the water from the movement as he launched himself to the water dragon. One of his front legs swung forward, his claws glowing a bright red, one that would be familiar to Krillin, before they sliced into its scaled body; taking one of its fins off in the process. The dragon cried out over and over again as Yamato continued to slice off more of its body, until it seemed to finally have enough and dunk itself down into the water below. Yamato landed on the ground once more, staring upward at the God who seemed to be watching the three of them with interest. Leviathan appeared soon after right behind him, whining softly as he nuzzled into Poseidon's hand. Its injuries were indeed being healed as he let his gaze roam over them. "That's enough." He commanded, despite the fact that nobody was even continuing the fight at this point. "I see. There are still some strong people on this planet. I ask that you keep this world in order, I don't want to have to come back." He seemed to grin towards the trio with these words, noticing how each of them radiated different auras. "You're a unique bunch." He commented before descending into the ocean's depths, Leviathan following soon after. [align=center]775 / 2,206 / 6,983[/align] |
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