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Post by Pan on Oct 16, 2020 22:25:36 GMT -5
Cooler was waiting at the training grounds for his weekly sparring session. Lord Frost said someone interesting was suppose to come today, and that he should be prepared for the rough and tumble. He seemed to stress today would not be an ordinary run of the mil spar where he would waste his opponent in seconds.
Cooler was eager to see what Lord Frost was talking about. So he waited patiently inside the small outdoors sandy pit used for sparring. It had a circumference of about 10 yards and was completely filled with sand. Should make for an interesting fight.
WC: 100
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Post by Recoome on Oct 17, 2020 6:55:39 GMT -5
Frieza was as cold as ever.
Recoome’s status with the Planet Trade Organisation had been thrown into doubt over the past few months, as he spearheaded the assault of Fallen troops onto the Organisation’s Capital planet. He had come back to ensure that Lord Frost was keeping to his commitments to Lord Samael, and it appeared they were. He was maintaining the training of troops, and was ensuring that the correct amount of resources was sent to Toffit to aid the war effort.
The Cosmic Lord walked the gritted path to the training grounds, keen to take note of any warriors who might need elevating above their station. When he arrived there was but one figure there - a changeling, and a weak one at that. Recoome found himself grinning as he stepped into the sand-filled pit, his eyes locked on the changeling before him.
“Recoome has always found that this planet has too many changelings,” he said, grin still plastered on his broad face. “But perhaps you are one that will stand out?”
WC: 173 TWC: 173
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Post by Pan on Oct 17, 2020 14:30:17 GMT -5
Cooler couldn't actually believe someone would talk to him like this. Sure, there were powerful people in the PTO, and not every changeling was powerful, but to blatantly challenge a member of his race so openly was unthinkable. It would have amused Cooler if this person didn't seem so sincere with his statement.
"I don't know who you are, but I admire your boldness," Cooler said. "Let's see if it's well earned or misplaced."
Cooler powered up to his full capacity and then unleashed two blast from his fingers towards his opponent. Two small purple beams of energy raced towards his foe as Cooler tried to suppress a smile.
wc:109/209
PL: 3,968 Ki: 94%
1. power up 2. one finger blast 3. one finger blast
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Post by Recoome on Oct 22, 2020 8:27:57 GMT -5
Recoome let out a bark of laughter at the changeling’s arrogance - not uncommon amongst his race, but rarely was it backed up with any kind of true power.
“Ah, Recoome is ready to be tested,” he said with a mock bow, his grin only growing as the changeling powered up. Recoome restrained his own power, masking it to a mere five hundred. As a pair of blasts raced towards him he tensed, as if scared of what was to come - and then suddenly the blasts passed straight through him, not touching his skin.
In reality, the behemoth of a man had side-stepped aside and then back into place quicker than the blink of an eye, far too quick for Cooler to know any different. His hands moved to his chest, feeling the place where the blasts would have passed through had he not moved out of the way.
“Well, that didn’t seem to go as planned,” he said with a grin. “What is your name, changeling? That way Recoome will know what name to tell the supervisors when they ask who needs additional target practice…”
W; 185 TWC: 358
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Post by Pan on Oct 22, 2020 13:28:04 GMT -5
Cooler's anger grew hot. He knew he needed to gain control of it before it got the better of him. Whoever this guy was, he was clearly someone with real power.
Maybe he even had the power to defeat Cooler. He had to considered that he wasn't nearly as powerful as he would be one day, and thus others could be greater than him.
"The name is Cooler, learn it well!" he said as he launched dozens and dozens of energy blast towards his opponent. The guy had dodged his attack somehow, but Cooler wanted to see what happened when he unleashed a fury of energy at him all at once.
Cooler's entire field of vision was full of energy.
WC: 120/329
PL: 3,180 Ki: 1,984 (80%) Stamina: 84 / 478 Vitality: 449
1. Energy Dan 2. Energy Dan
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Post by Recoome on Oct 24, 2020 14:24:26 GMT -5
The changeling was angry - and that made him weak. Recoome grinned to himself as he spoke in anger, and Recoome offered him the smallest nod of a head. Before he could return the greeting however, the changeling’s attacks came - this time, far more blasts.
Recoome didn’t move. The attacks hit his body, but he didn’t stumble back. There were no explosions, no sign of pain or blemish upon his immaculate armour. Instead a thin film of energy seemed to ripple around him, almost a sheen covering his entire enormous person.
The grin stayed on his face as he raised his own hand, a soft tut emitted from his massive mouth. “Well now, Recoome must teach you a lesson himself it seems.”
A blast of ki burst from his palm, seeming to bend the air around it as it sizzled on its path to the arrogant changeling. But, in reality, that blast was not the true danger - the behemoth hurtling in its wake was what the changeling had to fear.
As soon as the blast reached the changeling, Recoome was there. His fist slammed forwards towards the changeling’s face, knuckles burning with latent energy as he forced it right towards his opponent’s head.
WC: 202 TWC: 560
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Post by Pan on Oct 24, 2020 22:09:40 GMT -5
Cooler swiped the attack away, but it wasn't easy. It took much more of his effort than he thought it would. Which might be why he didn't notice his attacker coming along with the energy.
The attack slammed into his head and sent him flying backwards. He slammed into the ground and it took him a second to get back up. Who the hell was this guy, he thought to himself.
Cooler sat the for a few moments trying to weight his options. This must be some sort of test from Lord Frost; and whoever this...Recoome guy was, he was obviously powerful. Cooler could transform but with the way that attack just hit him, he wasn't sure it would do any good.
This wasn't a life or death fight, but then what was it? A training session where Frost sent someone way out of his league to just mop the floor with him? What if this guy wasn't sent by Frost?
Cooler's head was pounding. He was going to give this fight everything he had. He couldn't kill the guy, and he probably wouldn't be allowed to even if he could. What Cooler could do was try and push this guy as far as he could go.
He rushed the towards the guy as fast as he could. He became a blur of movement and held out his punch, flying right into the guy's stomach!
wc: 236/565
Technique page says PL is boosted by 2% per damage rating...i'm not sure how this helps in battle?
1. Deflect 2. Dragon Drive (6%) + Speed Teleport
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Post by Recoome on Oct 27, 2020 4:02:33 GMT -5
The sight of the changeling getting back to hit feet brought a wide grin to Recoome’s face. He held his arms out wide, as if in greeting to the small alien. Cooler took the bait and rushed forwards, fist extended towards the behemoth.
His hands shot forward at the last second and grabbed his opponent’s fist, his muscles bulging as he pushed back against the attack and kept his footing. A second later the changeling’s steam gave out, and Recoome clapped his hands together, expelling some soot from his white gloves.
“Very impressive,” Recoome said, his eyes still set upon the changeling. “Perhaps there is some potential here after all. But, what else could Recoome expect from the son of King Cold?”
Hopeful that his Father’s name would draw pause from the changeling, Recoome thrust one of his huge tree trunk legs forwards towards Cooler’s chest. With some space potentially between the pair, Recoome opened his mouth wide and funneled ki into his maw. A second later he released a magnificent ki blast right at the changeling, sparking through the small distance that Recoome had created between them.
WC: 188 TWC: 748
PL being boosted from an attack reflects how powerful it is - also useful for Beam Struggles / Blast Cancels
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Post by Pan on Oct 31, 2020 18:40:56 GMT -5
Cooler wasn't sure what to make of this person. Who was he? He didn't recognized his face, which would suggest he wasn't a Praetor. How could someone in the PTO be this powerful and not be a Praetor? Maybe Cooler was wrong, but he didn't think so. Who could have this much power outside of the ruling members. Why would someone yield to their authority if they had this much power?
He wasn't anywhere near this Recoome's power, and he was struggling to remain under the PTO thumb. He felt there was something he was missing, but he couldn't tell what it was.
Recoome mentioned his father, and before Cooler could make sense of that, he was slammed in the chest with a kick. He didn't see it coming, he didn't even register the pain of it until he was flying backwards. One second he was standing there, then suddenly flying backwards through the air, then the pain hit.
Who the hell is this guy,Cooler thought as he landed.
He didn't have much time to think, however, as an enormous energy beam was coming his way.
He managed to dodge it but just barely. The evasion left him drained and he had to push himself to keep going. He wasn't going to just give up. He knew this guy was way stronger than him, but he also apparently knew his father. He wasn't going to talked about as being a weakling or a quitter.
"Try this on for size," he said as he unleashed a thin beam of energy towards his opponent.
WC: 264/829 Actions 1. Speed teleport 2. Power up 3. Daichiretsuzan
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