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Post by Bersimmon on Mar 10, 2022 12:47:47 GMT -5
(Kai Combat)
Bersimmon was in his ship, enjoying a nice meal. Bass cooked with herbs, and a nice lemon to squeeze additional flavor on top of it. He sipped from a mug that had pictures of his human family, the Kirishi Clan, on it, filled with some nice, cold draft beer. Suddenly, as he was in metaphorical heaven enjoying his sustenance, a loud beeping sound assaulted his ears. He jumped and grabbed his new golden scouter. He clicked the button on top, and a familiar face appeared. It was the Avalonian woman named Autira, his friend and mission control.
"Bersimmon, you've been called down to demonstrate your skills in bare-handed fighting at the Dojo to new recruits. Don't forget this may be the most important demonstration in the eyes of the fresh bloods as it is the first for most of them."
"Got it, Autira. I'll be there in a minute."
He sped off to the Dojo of Ganr, arriving without his sword.
"I'm here," Bersimmon said, looking around. there were dozens of young recruits, presumably squires as well as journeyman among them.
Suddenly, Bersimmon saw a lad with yellow hair, similar to his Egos' normal form, But he currentlyt appeared as his Id form, or blue hair. His tail was out wagging back and forth, the Saiyan wondering where he had seen the yellow-haired ones' before. It seemed memory had failed him.
"These two will be demonstrating hand-to-hand combat methods and more to you all. Please make mental notes of the techniques they use, they may save your lives."
Bersimmon walked up to the 'new' guy and offered a handshake to him.
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Post by Jared Miruzuki on Mar 12, 2022 11:56:13 GMT -5
Jared seemed a bit bewildered as he looked around. Freed had identified the place to him already; the Dojo of Ganr. It seemed enough of his memory shards had been gathered that he could tell this much.
I wonder why we're here.
"These two will be demonstrating hand-to-hand combat methods and more to you all. Please make mental notes of the techniques they use, they may save your lives." came a voice as if to answer the question.
Jared smirked at the spirit, "There's your answer. But I wonder who the other person is?"
And as if to answer that question he was approached by a man wielding a sword who offered him a handshake. The spirit smirked at him and then said, There's your answer, Jared.
Accepting the handshake from this guy, he felt a bit of a warrior's aura from him. "I'm not sure why but something about you is familiar. Wonder if we've done this before,"
After the handshake, Jared's body became blurred before completely vanishing. It was moments after that he'd appear at the man's back left side, dropping his elbow toward the man's shoulder. But he purposely stopped before attempting contact. A fake-out it seemed. Jared spun around rapidly to deliver a spin kick instead. After that, he'd attempt to touch the ground and go into a backflip. He'd land on his feet with his arms crossed like an X with is hands open.
Testing him to start? Wise move.
"Well can't have you lecturing me from the start..."
I can agree with that. Although, knowing you, I’m sure I’ll need to eventually.
Jared sneered at Freed on that comment and went for a speed charge, bringing his arms apart as he did. Jared 'clawed' his hands and went from as X slash attack with his hands in hopes of pushing his opponent back a bit. Then he finished by springing upward and trying crush down on him with those same hands, connecting his wrists and aiming for the shoulder area to push down upon.
Words: 342
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Post by Bersimmon on Mar 15, 2022 16:51:16 GMT -5
"You seem familiar too. I should've given you more than a handshake! My name is Bersimmon, but humans call me Raiosu." he introduced himself, but jared had already taken to starting the demonstration. Ber saw the stronger fighter disappearing, knowing something was coming. He quickly closed his eyes, seeing the fake-out before it even was formed, even seeing the next blow, but he would not let that happen. This was precognition at its finest. He spun around and ducked as the spin kick went right over his head, giving a short yet noticeable sneer. He stood up after Jared decided to back-flip, his foe choosing a rather unusual attack method as he came towards him with an 'x strike' of sorts. The Saiyan then chose to step backwards quickly as his opponent advanced, and take the opportunity displayed by his opponents' hands being away from the more vital areas of his body as he pounced on him, to figuratively pounce back by countering with a blow to his opponents' unprotected body with a kidney-punch. (174 +271= twc 445)
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Post by Jared Miruzuki on Mar 22, 2022 9:11:38 GMT -5
Seeing his opponent weaving around the moves a bit was giving him an idea of how he coordinated his body some. So with a counter-spin, he was able to catch his opponent's strike-back against the flat of his torso without much discomfort. Freed decided to pull back to further observe as Jared continued on. It seemed his opponent did have a precognitive sense and his fake-out move triggered it. Jared's concentration drew in moisture from the air quickly as he shifted back. In a bit of a snowball effect he sent stream of it zigzagging at his opponent, known to him as Bersimmon. Stream drastically increased in size on the approach and his added energy increased the density to dangerous impact levels.
Jared's hydrokinesis is been getting much stronger as of recent. This is the fastest I've seen him gather it... Freed stated to himself.
There was a teal aura around the boy's body beginning to intensify as his father's presence began to awaken. Jared's eyes began to shift side to side in the blink of an eye before his form seemed to dissipate. He reformed to the man's right before a vicious veil of red ignited around him. Tapping into the Kaio-Ken, the boy's right foot rocketed toward the man. The move had this effect of drastically increasing the speed and intensity of his movements amongst other things. Aiming to pressurize his opponent some, Jared repositioned himself by circling around to the other side, looking to come down like a hammer with his fists aimed to shoulder. Then with another race-around he attempted to wedge his fists into the man's back before shooting downward at the ground in hopes he could take the man by the leg along the way. from there he'd attempt to swing him into the ground before letting go and seeing the red energy fade. Words: 310 / 652
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Post by Bersimmon on Mar 25, 2022 19:33:21 GMT -5
Bersimmon sighed slightly as his attack almost metaphorically falling on deaf ear- if he and Jared's fight was a conversation of sorts. Suddenly, water was forming. Was this magic? Why didn't he yet know of this spell? But before he could really wonder, a huge blast of water came at him and could have easily washed the Saiyan away.
On instinct, he brought his hands up, and fired a large beam forwards, hoping to take on the water as if it was a proper Ki struggle. He then pumped more and more energy into the beam, as the water grew, until the energy and water blew up and soaked the entire crowd of recruits. However, a greenish aura was now seen on the one known as Jared. Bersimmon then closed his eyes, but he wasn't able to see a thing- Jared's attack was too fast for him to formulate an idea via precognition. Bersimmon held his side from the pain, his right rib damaged.
Feeling further pain, he was struck on the shoulder by a boy who appeared to be using his full power. he was becoming pretty damaged, but he was not off the hook. He took two punches to his back, before feeling the other fighter wrap his arms around his legs with his leftover strength. But he was not about to be manhandled, whether he was losing or not. He took his own right foot, and smashed the back of it behind him, hoping to smash his face before he could finish holding him.
Suddenly, His hair turned golden and pointed upwards, showing off the Super Saiyan power and removing his shirt and armor with one quick motion of his hand.
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