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Post by Bishop on May 6, 2020 10:39:20 GMT -5
 Steel i-beams rested in small piles on the ground level of the construction. A thick red dust layered the top of the stack giving a faint rusted feel to it. Equipment like cranes, mixers, and barrels were sporadically placed around the work site. The saiyans were working on a new skyscraper but for some reason it was deserted. A perfect place for a battle, no one to stop the two from duking it out until only one stands. Legion was sure that Xestilophon had chosen this location for a reason, she wasn’t dumb after all. She had been on the run for her crimes for quite some time and still hadn’t been caught. Legion had picked up the bounty in need of some spare change and it took longer than expected to track her down. She was on the other side of the galaxy after all. The Tempest of Souls lifted the yellow caution tape that lined the outer edges of the construction zone as he dipped under. He could see the woman, his target, sitting in the center. Her skirt neatly tucked under her as she sat with such poise and regal-ness. Her hands were placed on some strange mirror, her head slightly cocked as a deep saddened expression washed over her face. She knew that someone would eventually catch up to her apparently. Legion thought about calling out, telling her the standard ‘just come without a fight’. However when he walked closer things the situation he was in started to change. Although in the beginning he was under the impression he was going to fight this frail looking woman the mirror interjected. A shadow started to swirl in the reflective surface, taking shape into a humanoid figure. Legion continued his approach, his eyes locked on the strange occurrence that was happening before his eyes. Where his reflection should have been, now that he was a few feet from her, there was the silhouette of his body. Features that he knew were just shaded over with a thick black shadow. Then the unspeakable happened, the shadow took form and washed away leaving a perfect reflection of Legion that began to step out from the mirror. ”Fuck me….” Legion proclaimed as he witnessed the almost supernatural phenomenon occur. He was left with two options; stand there and wait for conversation or spring into action first. If the copy of him was anything like he was then there was only the one option. Attack first. He was prepared and equipped for a fight, so this worked in his favor. Unslinging the staff from his back he twirled it in a wild display of talent. The monk-like movements came to an end as he gripped the wraps of the staff firmly and rushed his target. Legion knew he had to try to use his experience to his advantage, it may be a copy of him but that didn’t mean shit. As he managed to close the distance between the two of them with his rush he started his strike. First was his staff, he spun it quickly behind his back, the twirl leaving a lingering trail of fire as he did so. Then with a quick flick of his wrist he let the staff use his shoulder as a focal point and rotate to the front. With the momentum of the swing he attempted to crash the staff directly over the center of the copy’s skull. The staff continued on it’s path, swinging through as martial arts teach you, and planted itself into the ground. Red dust kicked up and turned to flickering embers as the fire consumed them. With the pole placed into the dirt he leapt into the air and repositioned himself for his next attack. He remained in the guard of the copy, wanting to keep the fight close and get as much damage done as possible before the clone could react. His head twisted to his left shoulder while ki gathered into his belly and started to flow into his throat. With a lash from his arm and a furious shift in his weight, his body slightly leaning forward into the ki attack, he spewed out the flames. The crackle of the flames filled the once silent air. The barrage of attacks was nearly to the end, he knew that he needed to get some more damage in. His left hand was free while the flames still erupted from his mouth. He left the flow of ki transfer nearly instantly, showing his mastery of his own spirit energy, to his palm. A deep ruby red orb gathered no larger than a baseball. His left arm shot out, palm extended and fingers spread out, firing the lightning quick ki beam forward. It was weak but the speed alone was sure to do something, he hoped. Flames scattered themselves across the battlefield now, licking the rust hued dirt of the construction site and illuminating the area around them. His eyes flickered with a fury that matched the flames themselves. The battle was on and his stance reflected that.
1. WA (20% damage | Crit: Burn) 2. Fire Breath (0% ki | DR 1.5 | Crit: Burn) 3. Mesposo (1% Ki | .5 DR | Undodgeable) 4. <First Post> Free: Crush Ki Used: 1% Damage: 0% Ki: 99% Battle Fatigue: 1% [ 260] Stats
Power Level: 346,446 > 352,540 > 259,444
Ki: 173,223 > 172,963 > 129,722
Str: 44,127 -> 52,246 [Gear]
Spd: 41,753 -> 42,003 [Skull Adorned Vice Admiral Insignia]
Tou: 40,589 [Gear/Armor: 49,341; Damage Reduction: 15%]
Sta: 45,703- 260 -> 45,443
Vit: 42,804
Det: 1,151
Cha: 908
Int: 1,873-> 1,973 [Gear]
Prepped Items: Bento Box: [Sensu Bean, Caffeine Shot (Double Dose)]
Stun Grenade[
Stasis Grenade
Wizard Belt
Weapon [Rigallese Plasma Destructor] Notes Base PL: 346,446
Speed Teleport:6/6
Equipment: Battle Outfit: (15% Damage Reduction, Increase Physical Damage +10%, Tou and Str +1,500 +15% in battle| +250 Spd Skull Adorned Vice Admiral Insignia, +100 Intel in battle.)
Inferno Rod; 10% Damage and Crit: Burn (Flames of Hell and Fire Breath at 0% Ki cost) |
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Post by Yamcha on May 8, 2020 0:08:04 GMT -5
Through The Looking Glass At last, he'd arrived. The hunter had been tracking her for some time now - but she hadn't exactly been running from him either. She feared no one in single combat, and he would soon learn why. In fact, she relished the idea of adding his soul to her collection. It could join the many challengers that had come before him in her mirror.
To her dismay, however, he skipped the pleasantries after her transformation. It was a pity, she almost enjoyed their heretics after seeing themselves as much as she liked to grow her set. Fortunately, he attacked recklessly with his staff even after spinning it around artfully. With a subtle smile, she moved backwards. His weapon struck the ground with a loud *crack*.
As her enemy gathered energy she responded to his proximity with a breath of wild flames. Coincidentally, so did he. The streams of hellfire met in the small space that separated them. The flames licked her exposed skin, but they did not hurt the way she'd expected. Instead they wrapped around her, coating her body from head-to-toe. As if responding to the energy that fueled this form, they turned black and stayed in place.
Though the inferno blocked her view, she could sense his energy gathering on the other side. Throwing her arms up she shielded her body from his stinging ray. With the smokescreen of flames subsiding, Xestilophon turned to the offensive. She stepped closer, throwing several rapid punches at his face to destabilize him before launching a series of heavier blows accompanied by explosive energy waves aimed at the weak points identified by her scouter. With a grunt she finished off the combo with a double-fisted strike to the chest. This too, of course, was followed by a blast of energy from her knuckles. ----------------- Attacks Taken (Round): [15%] DR0.5 Important Notes: Damage Reduction: 15% Ki Used: 6% Total Used: 6% | 0% [Pre/Post Power Up] Remaining: 94% DMG: 0%
1) Bento Box (Sensu, DD Caffeine)
2) Stun Grenade
3) Stasis Grenade
4-5) Kunai
6-8) Rigallese Plasma Destructor
Base + Bonus
Power Level: 311,968 (75%)
Ki: 157,401 (75%)
STR: 60,489 (7037)
SPD: 63,710
TOU: 55,784 (6577)
STA: 55,344 [-1417]
VIT: 51,865
Determination: 1151
Charisma: 908
Intelligence: 1983 |
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Bishop
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Post by Bishop on May 8, 2020 14:26:46 GMT -5
The copy sprung into action, much quicker than Legion had initially anticipated. With grit the Collections of Souls narrowed his eyes, he was ready for the attacks to connect with his jaw. It was almost like slow motion though when Xestilophone drew herself within melee range. Legion had a clear vision of where the attacks were going and coming from. A blue streak seemed to lead the fist as the copy threw them out wildly. Like a needle and thread the Exiled King weaved through the first attack, his body moving instinctively to evade every quick jab thrown in his direction.
With just as much fury as the first of the onslaughts the next attacks were just as sudden. They managed to slip through the guard of Legion with a resounding thud. He could feel the power from behind the punch, a sharp pain radiating on his side as followed by an explosive bang. His eyes winced in pain but the battle would not stop for anything. Pure instincts, his body moved to mirror the copy, throwing out a ki infused haymaker of his own. The two fists collided in the middle of the swing, the explosive that resonated off from the impact sending the flames around the two warriors to roar into the night sky. The Exiled King took a large inhale, his breath calling back the flames as he used his ki to manipulate them into a shield of inferno.
Xestilophone's fist ripped through the veil of fire scattering the inferno for only moments. The blaze were sure to bite into the flesh of Xestilophone. Legion was under pressure, early in the battle at that, he needed to think ahead. Plan for the worse to happen since this would not be as easy as he originally assumed. His fingers quickly pressed the side of his helmet, the latest and most advanced version of a scouter built into it, as it rang with a beep. Numbers appeared around his eyes, vitals as well as other suggested movements, giving him a leg to stand on if the worse of scenarios
Legion twisted his hips, drove forward his weight and laced his ki into his fist. A mix of power, concentration, and precision turned the punch into a deadly inferno. The pressure was immense, the feeling of life or death looming over his head. He couldn’t go tip for tat with himself, it was a suicide mission if he did. His right foot pushed off the ground, leaving a small puff of dust in his wake. Legion focused his ki into the point of his left index and middle finger, cocking them back right about shoulder level. Lashing out his fingers cut through the air, the very oxygen breathed thinning from the blade of ki that flew through the air, invisible to the naked eye.
Attacks Taken (Round): (15%) DR 2, DR 3 Ki Used: 11% [ 2617] Damage: 0% Ki: 91% Battle Fatigue: 9% Stats
Power Level: 417,401 (Max) > 313,050
Ki: 211,153 (Max)> 158,643
Str: 61,571
Spd: 61,877
Tou: 56,795
Sta: 54,177
Vit: 51,856
Det: 1,151
Cha: 908
Int: 1,973
Prepped Items: Bento Box: [Sensu Bean, Caffeine Shot (Double Dose)]
Stun Grenade[
Stasis Grenade
Wizard Belt
Weapon [Rigallese Plasma Destructor] Notes Base PL: 346,446
Speed Teleport:6/6
Equipment: Battle Outfit: (15% Damage Reduction, Increase Physical Damage +10%, Tou and Str +1,500 +15% in battle| +250 Spd Skull Adorned Vice Admiral Insignia, +100 Intel in battle.)
Inferno Rod; 10% Damage and Crit: Burn (Flames of Hell, Flame Shield, and Fire Breath at 0% Ki cost)
Daemon: Increases Transformations by 5%
Soul Spark: 3% to base [Tou]
Mastered Transformation: First three transformations do not use an action |
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Post by Bishop on May 11, 2020 11:01:20 GMT -5
Was this a spur of good luck or was this some kind of twisted game that the bounty was playing on the hunter? Each hit connected with the utmost power, as if they weren’t even blocked. She has to be playing with me, this has to be a mind game. The Exiled King thought to himself as he felt the ribs give slightly from the haymaker. The high pitch ring in his ears only got louder from the close ranged discharge of ki. His body moved as it was meant to, back with such purpose and poise. Arms slashed out through the air with the invisible ki infused blade. Another hit, the clone was on the ropes against Legion’s onslaught.
He could have given him breathing room, he could have gathered himself and prepared for another round. Legion was new to this whole bounty game. He knew that Xestilophon was hunted for some time, she was most likely used to this kind of thing. So, press on, like the demon he was. Give no room, show no mercy. The lean frame of the Tempest of Souls was already in motion, his hand thumbing over his ring as he thought of the timing.. It was now or never, he had to make things count! Legion threw his right hand forward, ring sparking with an intense light before dimming into nothing more than a normal gem stone. It was at the moment the light shined into the night sky that the electric net threatened to ensnare the clone.
The Collection of Souls was a mere foot from Xestilophon, leaping into the air with another acrobatic display of talent. His right leg was pulled high and to their right, a sweeping motion of the leg mimicked an aerial ho-hook kick but it was only a feint. Once more he infused his body with ki, lacing it to ensure that the same invisible blade of ki. As he landed on his right foot he was already in motion for another attack, he swirled with such force the left matched the right’s motion. Another blade of ki shooting out, invisible to the naked eye. His body was quick to find it’s center of gravity leaping forward once more with his Ki Knuckle Gloves curled tightly into a fist.
”Stop hitting yourself!” Yelled Legion, either out of being a smart ass or out of pure heat of the moment. His power spiked as he reached max power. The hum of his aura ringing into the skies.
Attacks Taken (Round): None. Damage Reduction: 15% Damage Increase (Physical): 10% Ki Used In Post: 19% [ 4521] Damage: 0% Ki Remaining: 72% [+25%] = 97%Battle Fatigue (Total Ki Used): 28% Stats
Power Level: 408,359
Ki: 211,153
Str: 61,571
Spd: 61,877
Tou: 56,795
Sta: 54,177
Vit: 51,856
Det: 1,151
Cha: 908
Int: 1,973
Prepped Items: Bento Box: [Sensu Bean, Caffeine Shot (Double Dose)]
Stun Grenade[
Stasis Grenade
Wizard Belt
Weapon [Rigallese Plasma Destructor] Notes Base PL: 346,446
Speed Teleport:6/6
Equipment: Battle Outfit: (15% Damage Reduction, Increase Physical Damage +10%, Tou and Str +1,500 +15% in battle| +250 Spd Skull Adorned Vice Admiral Insignia, +100 Intel in battle.)
Inferno Rod; 10% Damage and Crit: Burn (Flames of Hell and Fire Breath at 0% Ki cost)
Daemon: Increases Transformations by 5%
Mastered Transformation: First three transformations do not use an action |
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Post by Chaotzu on May 11, 2020 22:29:53 GMT -5
Through The Looking Glass Xestilophon found herself outmatched by her opponent's swift counter attack. He hammered her into a corner before stepping backwards for space at whipping his hand through the air. As if by some sort of magic, a gash opened up down her arm. If her were expecting to draw blood though, he must have been sorely disappointed by the lack of it. Externally the wound healed instantly - a trick of her mirror to sap the will from her enemies. She was still hurt, but it did not show.
As the hunter prepared himself for another round of attacks, thumbing thoughtfully at a ring on his hand as if contemplating his next move, she dropped all pretense of play-time. An aura of silver, tinged with golden flakes, erupted around her body as she unleashed all the might that she could extort from his form. Dashing forward, she smirked as an energy net flew at her as if in slow-motion. With a graceful slide, she passed right under the net before popping back to her feet and delivering a powerful haymaker to his solar-plexus. She launched herself into the air and flipped acrobatically over him, landing some distance behind the demon.
"Divide!" she commanded, raking her hand to the side. An invisible force of great magnitude tore through the construction site, splitting the very building in two with the hunter at the center of the destruction. "Rise!" she continued, raising her hands from the ground to the starry sky like an orchestra maestro in full-swing. The two halves of the building rumbled as a localized earthquake struck the foundation. From the ground below, out of sight of either combatant, a hole gaped open and spewed a column of molten rock through the heart of the structure. Xestilphon stumbled backwards, impressed with her own strength as the world went asunder. The heat of the lava pressed against her face, but it would be much less bearable to the opponent she'd set it loose upon. ----------------- Attacks Taken (Round): [15%] Fundie DR 0.5 [100%] Fundie DR 2 (Energy Stealing) [100%] Adv DR 3 (Burn) [100%] Fundie DR 3 (Energy Stealing) [100%] Adv DR 5.5 (Slice) [100%] Adv DR 5.5 (Slice) [100%] Adv DR 5.5 (Slice) Important Notes: Damage Reduction: 15% Ki Used: 13% Total Used: 19% | 0% [Pre/Post Power Up] Remaining: 81% DMG: 0%
1) Bento Box (Sensu, DD Caffeine)
2) Stun Grenade
3) Stasis Grenade
4-5) Kunai
6-8) Rigallese Plasma Destructor
Base + Bonus
Power Level: 503,934 (75%)
Ki: 259,173 (75%)
STR: 65,984 (8119)
SPD: 66,921
TOU: 60,854 (7588)
STA: 61,063 [-5790]
VIT: 64,066
Determination: 1151
Charisma: 908
Intelligence: 1983 |
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Post by Chaotzu on May 12, 2020 0:23:11 GMT -5
Damage Report:
Xestilophon: 59.55% [Sliced]
Legion: 15.87%
No vit drain as I think it is a wholly unnecessary aspect of the game. That is all.
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Post by Bishop on May 13, 2020 8:35:06 GMT -5
Legion was sure that his attack landed, he saw them with his own eyes. Yet, there was no blood? ’What the fu-” A sharp hook to his sternum finished the sentence prematurely. The Tempest of Souls buckled from the pain, it was the first time that he had truly felt the severity of the battle. He could see Xestilophon standing there for a moment, muttering a word under her breath that he was too stunned to hear. Legion’s mind raced to process what information he could; silver aura, golden flakes, she was in the final transformation of the demon’s. Legion knew what was to come was a powerful combination of attacks from afar, but even then he knew the power level was out of balance. He was at his limit, there was only one thing he could do. ”Hades, if you value your life.” He muttered quickly under his breath. His eyes flashed from the ruby and onyx irises to a deep sapphire. The Exiled King’s summon was complete.
Stood in the middle of the construction site the staggered and stunned Legion became the center of the next onslaught of attacks. The ground started to rip before him, scaring the surface with a deep crater that cut even the buildings and supplies around him. It was not hard to tell which move it was, but it was too late to defend against it. He felt the sting of the attack slice through the meaty portion of his thigh. A dark black ooze began to seep from his fresh wound, unlike the standard human’s crimson red. Flames erupted from the scar like a volcano, he was the epicenter. He did not scream, did not fight to avoid the attack, there was pain but he was able to endure. The heat was his home after all. He could hear the cascading buildings outside the flames but that did not matter to him.
Legion stepped out from the lava, his hand in the air as he flicked his fingers forward to call the lava to move. A wicked grin was on the heavily scarred face of the now physically different Legion. No, Hades. His body was a mix of normal flesh with sections of flesh that had been torn down to the muscular structure. A torture that he had to endure every moment for the last few eons. His hands attacked as trebuchets, wildly filing the lava from the spewing center of the battlefield. Rather it was his presence or ki the lava changed from a passionate red to a matching sapphire blue, deep like the ocean. His maniacal laughter echoed off into the air with each swipe of his arm as he bombarded the Owner of the Mirror.
Attacks Taken (Round): DR. 5.5 | DR 6 Ki Used: 8.5% [ 3334] Damage: 15.87% Ki: 72% [Pre-Power up] | 88.5% [post power up]Battle Fatigue: 36.5%
Stats
Power Level: 501,583
Ki: 261,459
Str: 65,984 [+8119 Gear] 74,103
Spd: 62, 904 [+9451 FoH] 72,355
Tou: 60,584 [+8806 Gear] 69,390
Sta: 59,887
Vit: 64,066
Det: 1,151
Cha: 908
Int: 1,973
Prepped Items:
Bento Box: [Sensu Bean, Caffeine Shot (Double Dose)]
Stun Grenade
Stasis Grenade
Wizard Belt
Weapon [Rigallese Plasma Destructor]
Notes
Base PL: 346,446
Speed Teleport:6/6
Equipment: Battle Outfit: (15% Damage Reduction, Increase Physical Damage +10%, Tou and Str +1,500 +15% in battle| +250 Spd Skull Adorned Vice Admiral Insignia, +100 Intel in battle.)
Inferno Rod; 10% Damage and Crit: Burn (Flames of Hell and Fire Breath at 0% Ki cost)
Daemon: Increases Transformations by 5%
Mastered Transformation: First three transformations do not use an action
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Post by Yamcha on May 13, 2020 23:09:30 GMT -5
Through The Looking Glass A change came over the hunter - almost as if he'd become someone else entirely. Patches of skin burning away to reveal the rippling muscle beneath, the warrior began to berate her with the very lava fountain she'd opened. Each time he filled his hands however, the magma changed in color, becoming blue before it was flung in her direction.
The globs of lava arched across the ruins of the former construction site. Despite the cool natured change in color, Xestilophon took no chances. Her stolen body blurred as she moved to and fro, racing back and forth to avoid the deadly azure missiles. Trailing flecks coated her skin and armor and though she did her best to brush it away quickly her skin was left covered in stinging welts. Even her gear was pockmarked with burnt specks.
With her opponent's barrage slowing, she did what seemed her wisest course of action by clapping her hands together. When her palms split again, tendrils of ki were laced between her fingertips. She needed some breathing room - using the bodies and abilities of her enemies usually gave her an easy victory thanks to the vast pool of experience she carried within her. This foe, though, had proven to be more resourceful than expected.
Spreading her arms even wider until they were straight out to the side, she expanded the strands. With a few rapid swipes of her finger tips she created a grid of sorts out of the ki. In a desperate attempt to slow the hunter down, she blew into the makeshift net, sending it flying towards him. It opened even wider, stretching its own structural integrity to make it easier to catch the demon. ----------------- Attacks Taken (Round): Important Notes: Damage Reduction: 15% Ki Used: 10% Total Used: 31% | 0% [Pre/Post Power Up] Remaining: 69% DMG: 0%
1) Bento Box (Sensu, DD Caffeine)
2) Stun Grenade
3) Stasis Grenade
4-5) Kunai
6-8) Rigallese Plasma Destructor
Base + Bonus
Power Level: 503,934 (75%)
Ki: 259,173 (75%)
STR: 65,984 (8119)
SPD: 66,921
TOU: 60,854 (7588)
STA: 61,063 [-9678]
VIT: 64,066
Determination: 1151
Charisma: 908
Intelligence: 1983 |
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Post by Bishop on May 14, 2020 6:50:38 GMT -5
Xestilophon was slick, Legion had to give her credit where it was due. She was able to avoid the attack with relative ease, teleporting away from the arches of fire and lava to safety. Like a hound he tracked her movements, not only watching but waiting for the right moment while her fingers traced an outline in the air of a net. It was the one that he had used earlier, he knew it was coming. Hades lowered his center of gravity, his right foot sliding in the dirt accumulating a small pile under his heel. With the attack threatening to ensnare him his form flickered from sight.
The Tempest of Souls appeared behind the copy, his eyes narrowed as he quickly grabbed another piece of equipment and threw it down. The discharge was nothing grand or spectacular but it did the trick. Crystals succeeded the blast, their forms shimmering and arcing electricity between them every so often. The unique shape and charge of the crystal was designed to linger in the lungs for a bit causing enough pain to subdue enemies, if not only for a short period of time.
He once more went on the offensive, knowing that if he stopped for even a second to give her room, she would take advantage of it. His arms swiped through the air, aggressive and wild sings like an ape who became furious. His wicked grin paired with another maniacal laugh as the eyes continued to glisten from the reflection of the blue flames. Sapphire orbs peering ever so intently at the being he wished deceased.
Attacks Taken (Round): DR. 5.5 | Ki Used: 16% [ 6275] Damage: 15.87% Ki: 72% | 72.5% [post power up] Battle Fatigue: 53.5% Stats
Power Level: 548,903
Ki: 261,459
Str: 65,984 [+8119 Gear] 74,103
Spd: 62, 904 [+9451 FoH] 72,355
Tou: 60,584 [+8806 Gear] 69,390
Sta: 53,612
Vit: 64,066
Det: 1,151
Cha: 908
Int: 1,973
Prepped Items: Bento Box: [Sensu Bean, Caffeine Shot (Double Dose)]
Stun Grenade
Stasis Grenade
Wizard Belt
Weapon [Rigallese Plasma Destructor] Notes Base PL: 346,446
Speed Teleport:5/6
Equipment: Battle Outfit: (15% Damage Reduction, Increase Physical Damage +10%, Tou and Str +1,500 +15% in battle| +250 Spd Skull Adorned Vice Admiral Insignia, +100 Intel in battle.)
Inferno Rod; 10% Damage and Crit: Burn (Flames of Hell and Fire Breath at 0% Ki cost)
Daemon: Increases Transformations by 5%
Mastered Transformation: First three transformations do not use an action |
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Post by Yamcha on May 15, 2020 2:45:23 GMT -5
Through The Looking Glass Perhaps it was familiarity with the technique - after all he'd used something similar earlier - but the demon avoided her trap with easy. He offered her no quarter, continuing his harrowing barrage. Xestilophon threw her arms up and ducked to make herself a smaller target, but the magma washed over her body all the same. She screamed in pain, shaking the molten rock away as best she could. A stark realization struck her - she was about to lose to this hunter!
Time and again, she'd been trapped and cornered by hunters from all over the galaxy. Each time, no one could have ever prepared for fighting themselves, and she used that to her advantage. They fell one after another, bolstering her confidence with each attempt on her life. Despite dozens of victories and close calls, this man had shattered her ego. She was clearly inferior to him, for even with all of the same tools he had brought her to the brink of death.
The burning desire to cling to life overcame the pain of the burning of her flesh. She went into action, screaming towards Legion. Her hands raked through the air, sending invisible cleavers of energy from each side of her foe. Teeth clenched and muscles quaking in their death throes, she yanked a small pill from a pouch that had remained at her waist from her previous form. The moment she popped it into her mouth and bit down was like the moment that a lethal dose of morphine hits the bloodstream. Relief flooded through her body, reinvigorating her spirit and her form. The outer layer of skin grew back almost instantly to cover the charred tissue beneath. ----------------- Attacks Taken (Round): [100%] DR5.5 x2 Important Notes: Damage Reduction: 15% Ki Used: 17.5% Total Used: 48.5% | 0% [Pre/Post Power Up] Remaining: 66.5% DMG: 0%
1) Bento Box (Sensu, DD Caffeine)
2) Stun Grenade
3) Stasis Grenade
4-5) Kunai
6-8) Rigallese Plasma Destructor
Base + Bonus
Power Level: 503,934 (75%)
Ki: 259,173 (75%)
STR: 65,984 (8119)
SPD: 66,921
TOU: 60,854 (7588)
STA: 61,063 [-13,808]
VIT: 64,066
Determination: 1151
Charisma: 908
Intelligence: 1983 |
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Post by Bishop on May 15, 2020 7:43:28 GMT -5
Hades watched as the makeshift copy curled into a little ball, undoubtedly to try and make as small as a target as possible. It meant nothing however, the rain of lava and hellfire poured over her in a magnificent inferno of sapphire and black flames. The hiss of the steam, from what skin boiled, sounded of music to the Exiled King. The snake-like grin, a type that gave people chills while gazing upon it, was once more plastered over his face. Like a shark he could smell the delicious scent of blood in the water. ”What happens when you back a beast into a corner?” Hades seemed to talk to himself as he finished the bombardment of the inferno. ”They show their teeth.”
Xestilophon lifted from the ground, body still oozing with molten rock that clung to her flesh. Wild and sporadic movements were unleashed from the cornered prey. Her growls and expressions all giving a sense of euphoria to Hades. He was the one that loved the thrill of a haunt. The one who knew just how intoxicating a battle to the death could be. There was a sudden boom, like thunder in the night sky. His eyes gazed up for only but a second to notice the clouds' strange pattern. No longer in their natural fluffy white forms they had formed a circle, stretching thin like a cotton ball that has been pulled apart too much. Although it was dark there was the strange light that illuminated from the center. His eyes widened as he realized what was happening. He turned only in time to be sliced over his right shoulder and his left thigh. The pain enough to create a grunt from the Exiled King.
His hands lifted to the double scouter that rested over his gaze. He knew that she could change the course of the battle with what she just did, he needed to ensure that everything remained in his favor. Down to the last details. His fingers pressed the button and once more the clouds parted into a circle, another warm red light in the center. The two were about to face a heat from a star. The two shots soared through the air, their heat alone dispersing not only clouds but animals as the gigantic size inferno landed at the pinpoint location of the both of the warriors. Legion had hoped to use the ship later, as a little surprise but Xestilophon somehow knew his ship had a cannon.
The burn was immense, his head nearly fading to the point of unconsciousness as the initial hit ensued. His skin did not burn more than it was already or more than he expected. He knew that the form of the host was to take damage, eventually slowing his own movements and powers if it were to take too much damage. His tongue clicked against the inside of his mouth, an audible snap ringing out. His aura flared around his body, as black as the abyss itself with specks of white and sapphire ever so gently drifting. His eyes were locked orbs gathered on his side as he threw out a spectacular show of another bombing while repositioning out of the lava. Four orbs of black ki were centered around a tiny sphere of sapphire, ones’ light so dim it was hard to see. Their tails trailed off just slightly behind the orbs as Hades hoped to finish the battle soon.
Attacks Taken (Round): DR. 5.5 x3, DR 6 Ki Used: 31% [ 12,158] Damage: 15.87% Ki: 72% | 41.5% [post power up]Battle Fatigue: 84.5%
Stats
Power Level: 464,717
Ki: 261,459
Str: 65,984 [+8119 Gear] 74,103
Spd: 62, 904 [+9451 FoH] 72,355+25%[18,088] = 90,443
Tou: 60,584 [+8806 Gear] 69,390
Sta: 41,455
Vit: 64,066
Det: 1,151
Cha: 908
Int: 1,973
Prepped Items:
Bento Box: [Sensu Bean, Caffeine Shot (Double Dose)]
Stun Grenade
Stasis Grenade
Wizard Belt
Weapon [Rigallese Plasma Destructor]
Notes
Base PL: 346,446
Speed Teleport:5/6
Equipment: Battle Outfit: (15% Damage Reduction, Increase Physical Damage +10%, Tou and Str +1,500 +15% in battle| +250 Spd Skull Adorned Vice Admiral Insignia, +100 Intel in battle.)
Inferno Rod; 10% Damage and Crit: Burn (Flames of Hell and Fire Breath at 0% Ki cost)
Daemon: Increases Transformations by 5%
Mastered Transformation: First three transformations do not use an action
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Post by Yamcha on May 15, 2020 22:26:38 GMT -5
Damage Update:
Xestilophon: (Prior to Sensu) 91.26 | (After Sensu - 40% Effective) 54.75 Legion: 77.5%
============================================== Through The Looking Glass Xestilophon watched in earnest as, perhaps in a desperate attempt to find a resolution to their little dispute, the hunter gathered an incredible amount of energy together before sending four onix colored energy blasts at her. A smirk appeared on her stolen face as the blasts whistled towards them. "Do you sense the end drawing near, would-be assassin?" she called over the gurgling roar of the still-spewing lava fountains. Opening her mouth wide, she released an ear-splitting scream so powerful that it disrupted her opponent's neat attack formation, dissipating two of the blasts entirely.
"Is this all that is left in the tank?!" she screeched, her own voice taking over in place of his. Like so many flies buzzing around her, she swatted the last two threats away. Her laughter filled whatever room there was for sound on the battlefield. She could sense it, even if he couldn't. The end was drawing close, and she had never not been the last one standing when it hit.
"Hold still now!" She drew her hands apart, creating another energy net, and threw it again at her opponent. He'd dealt with it easy enough before, this time might be no different. It didn't matter to her anyways, at this point this was filler until he made a mistake. ----------------- Attacks Taken (Round): [100%] DR5.5 x2 Important Notes: Damage Reduction: 15% Ki Used: 10% Total Used: 58.5% | 0% [Pre/Post Power Up] Remaining: 81.5% DMG: 54.75%
1) Bento Box (Sensu, DD Caffeine)
2) Stun Grenade
3) Stasis Grenade
4-5) Kunai
6-8) Rigallese Plasma Destructor
Base + Bonus
Power Level: 503,934 (75%)
Ki: 259,173 (75%)
STR: 65,984 (8119)
SPD: 66,921
TOU: 60,854 (7588)
STA: 61,063 [-13,808]
VIT: 64,066
Determination: 1151
Charisma: 908
Intelligence: 1983 |
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Bishop
Fabled Member
Posts: 721
Race: Android
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Post by Bishop on May 17, 2020 9:30:33 GMT -5
The attacks were easily enough pushed to the side or dissipated into nothingness by the copy. Xestilophon was, now more than ever, recognized not only as a threat but as a warrior. Sure it was one thing to have the power and body of someone else. Yet, even though it was still fresh on the stop, she was able to use the resources given to her with ease. However, she was on the ropes, the battle was drawing to an end and there was little she could do from the offensive of Legion. She was backed into a corner, only able to defend with little to do offensively, she had to have been desperate. Her hands danced through the air creating another electrical net, threatening to ensnare the hunter once more. Words of venom spewed from her lips in a form of a makeshift taunt as the trap was released.
Just as before he was quick to react, the battle had weighed on his energy but not on his mental prowess. His feet shifted in what rusted dirt rested below giving him solid footing to push off from. His form shimmered and shifted from the line of sight, vanishing leaving nothing more than the small cloud of dust. The net rushed past, crashing into the ground with a sizzle as the dirt burnt itself into the net. Hades was a mad man, not caring what happened to the body, he knew he could recover as long as he won. His fingers quickly grabbed one of the beans from the pouch on his side and downed it with speed. He could feel the energy course through his veins, his body feeling not only lighter but filled with energy once more.
Hades lifted his palms to his waist, facing them to the sky while the same onyx orbs with a sapphire sphere inside of them appeared. The attack seemed similar to the first wave of orbs, only to be a faint for two smaller attacks this time. His arms lobbed the sphere through the air, his mind set on ending the battle within moments. He hoped for victory, he knew he could do it! The only problem was that if he made a single mistake, it would be all over.
Attacks Taken (Round): DR. 5.5 x3, DR6 Ki Used: 21% 8236] Damage: 54.75% Ki: 72% | 20.5% [post power up]Battle Fatigue: 84.5%
(numbers to change based off Sensu’s effectiveness.)
Stats
Power Level: 4448,245
Ki: 261,459
Str: 65,984 [+8119 Gear] 74,103
Spd: 62, 904 [+9451 FoH] 72,355+25%[18,088] = 90,443
Tou: 60,584 [+8806 Gear] 69,390
Sta: 33,219
Vit: 64,066
Det: 1,151
Cha: 908
Int: 1,973
Prepped Items:
Bento Box: [Sensu Bean, Caffeine Shot (Double Dose)]
Stun Grenade
Stasis Grenade
Wizard Belt
Weapon [Rigallese Plasma Destructor]
Notes
Base PL: 346,446
Speed Teleport:5/6
Equipment: Battle Outfit: (15% Damage Reduction, Increase Physical Damage +10%, Tou and Str +1,500 +15% in battle| +250 Spd Skull Adorned Vice Admiral Insignia, +100 Intel in battle.)
Inferno Rod; 10% Damage and Crit: Burn (Flames of Hell and Fire Breath at 0% Ki cost)
Daemon: Increases Transformations by 5%
Mastered Transformation: First three transformations do not use an action
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Tien
Grizzled Veteran
I'm Digu
Posts: 555
Race: Human
Soul: Main
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Post by Tien on May 19, 2020 0:31:38 GMT -5
Through The Looking Glass "Curse you," Xestilophon spat as her enemy knocked her snare away again. Just trapping him once would have turned the tide of battle in her favor. She could try again, but he was already on the attack once more. Just as before, he created a formation of energy blasts and then threw them her way. Unfortunately for Legion, she was him. She held up her arms fearlessly, waiting until the attack neared her before firing her own in response. The energy blasts met in midair and exploded fantastically.
"You can't beat me! I know all of your moves! I know all of your tactics! This is the end of the line!" she shouted as the concussive wave from the explosion forced her to shield her eyes. Again, her hand went to the pouch at her side. From it she produced a small tube that she brought to her mouth. With a heavy puff of air, she fired a tiny dart at his thigh. Her more useful traps might have failed thus far, but this would at least slow her opponent down. With any luck, she'd find an opening soon and would be able to finally put an end to this demon. ----------------- Attacks Taken (Round): [100%] DR5.5 x2 Important Notes: Damage Reduction: 15% Ki Used: 21% Total Used: 79.5% | 0% [Pre/Post Power Up] Remaining: 64% DMG: 54.75%
1) Bento Box (Sensu, DD Caffeine)
2) Stun Grenade
3) Stasis Grenade
4-5) Kunai
6-8) Rigallese Plasma Destructor
Base + Bonus
Power Level: 503,934 (75%)
Ki: 259,173 (75%)
STR: 65,984 (8119)
SPD: 66,921
TOU: 60,854 (7588)
STA: 61,063 [-14,537]
VIT: 64,066
Determination: 1151
Charisma: 908
Intelligence: 1983 |
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Bishop
Fabled Member
Posts: 721
Race: Android
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Post by Bishop on May 19, 2020 10:22:05 GMT -5
The collision of the four orbs caused a massive shockwave that rippled over the battlefield. Flame and ember flickered like a candle in the wind nearly extinguishing itself from the force. Legion did not move, rather stood there with his eyes locked through the plume of smoke that had screened the area. His eyes shifted from the left to the right, looking for the voice that taunted him. Xestilophon was on her last leg, he could feel it, she was weaker and in danger of losing her life. She must have been getting desperate. He could hear the voice clearly, telling him that the end was near and claiming that she knew him better than he knew himself. It was simply infuriating.
”If you know me so well, why don’t you come on out?” Hades smirked as the words left his lips, he knew he had the momentum in the battle, he just needed to finish things now. ”Ugh!” Proclaimed in pain he reached down to the meaty portion of his side. Stuck in his muscle, pulsing venom into his bloodstream, was a tiny dart. His eyes narrowed as he felt the venom or poison take its toll instantly on his body. Sluggish and with his body feeling heavier than before he knew the battle had to come to and end!
The Exiled King thought on his toes, his mind racing to find the best way to deal with the clone, the one who controlled the strange mirror. He did not care for his own well being at his point, he just wanted it to end. His body lowered itself to the ground, his right foot sliding back gathering some loose soil on his hell. Like a sprinter he crouched low, his hands placing themselves against the ground. The scouter beeped and before his eyes the yellow text appeared marking the location of Xestilophon. ”There the bitch is…” He spat as he pushed with all his force. The speed was impressive alone yet it was not enough. Each ricochet of his foot was infused with ki propelling his body at speeds that caused his form to flicker in and out of reality.
It was nothing more than a split second before he appeared behind the clone, his hand already prepped the move in the process. The best way to end things was to trap her and finish her off. The net of ki crackled out like electricity threatening to snare the clone where she stood. His palm lifted to the sky forming a small orb of sapphire flame into a tiny ball that rapidly started to form in size. His jaw clenched as he narrowed his eyes at Xestilophon, this was it, he was sure. His figure flicked from sight once more as he appeared above her, his arm lobbing the ki that was now the size of a hot air balloon. It was massive in size, blue flames causing solar flares off of it as if it was a star itself. The heat was immense, this was the end!
Attacks Taken (Round): Ki Used: 28% [ 10,981] Damage: 22.34% Ki: 72% | 45.5% [post power up]Battle Fatigue: 59.69%
Stats
Power Level:426,283
Ki: 261,459
Str: 65,984 [+8119 Gear] 74,103
Spd: 62, 904 [+9451 FoH] 72,355
Tou: 60,584 [+8806 Gear] 69,390
Sta: 22,237
Vit: 64,066
Det: 1,151
Cha: 908
Int: 1,973
Prepped Items:
Bento Box: [Sensu Bean, Caffeine Shot (Double Dose)]
Stun Grenade
Stasis Grenade
Wizard Belt
Weapon [Rigallese Plasma Destructor]
Notes
Base PL: 346,446
Speed Teleport:4/6
Equipment: Battle Outfit: (15% Damage Reduction, Increase Physical Damage +10%, Tou and Str +1,500 +15% in battle| +250 Spd Skull Adorned Vice Admiral Insignia, +100 Intel in battle.)
Inferno Rod; 10% Damage and Crit: Burn (Flames of Hell and Fire Breath at 0% Ki cost)
Daemon: Increases Transformations by 5%
Mastered Transformation: First three transformations do not use an action
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