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Post by Middy Kelly. [Elite] on Aug 15, 2022 18:46:53 GMT -5
The day was long, having to defeat a saiba creature invasion and save a fellow soilder. His day was full and now he made it back to his saiyan warship. Entering and eating a power bar, the warrior's strength was revitalized, this was starting to be a good day on the earth2 planetoid. Now making his way to his captain's chair, he sat down and began to clear his mind, causing his mind and spirit to go to a training dimension which he created. This was a asteroid belt where he'd be able to go full out training on, not stalling or getting skiddish. This wasn't play time or time to go and sit in a sowing circle, this was work and work hard he must to show his resolve to himself and to the saiyan empire.
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Post by Dr. Ghast on Aug 15, 2022 21:56:56 GMT -5
The work on Grace had been...interesting. To realize that this place was full of people almost if not truly on par with his vessel's base form had been quite the eye-opener for the wandering Dealmaker. There were quite the few plans and schemes he could enact with this in mind. However, first, he had to figure out a way to further ingrain his own authority into the saiyan empire and how to gain more influence over the Shadow Council on Damaskia. For quite some time, Ur'alcyonis had been making quite the progress to fulfill his goals, but there was one thing he hadn't fixed yet: Midnight. That self-absorbed, barbaric oaf was a walking timebomb that could either blow up in his own face and ruin all his plans or just become a pain in his back for as long as that saiyan lived. That elite's reckless behavior was a problem that only seemed to expand itself. Though it did not hurt him physically nor hinder him in the grand scheme of things, it was quite annoying to know that a few of his smaller actions on Arlia had been halted by that same man and the very idea of having to deal with this saiyan over and over, again and again was quite the tiresome prospect, something Ur'alcyonis truly liked to avoid. Alas, it was hard to deal with someone so unrelenting in their own way of justice, to the point they were completely hypocritical in their opproach to said justice. Perhaps it would've been easy to just hint the saiyan's name to the Planet Trade Organization, but considering the PTO's own internal struggles at the moment, not much would come from that, so there was only one option: he had to do it himself, he had to let go of his own hubris and relentlessly hunt that particular brute and play on his insatiable lust for combat, knowing fully well that in the end, he himself was the better warrior anyway. Slightly annoyed by this realization, the primeval simply moved over to the training facilities on board of his ship; the Nemesis, deciding that perhaps utilizing his meditation and the strengthening properties of the Astral realm would at the very least allow him to figure out a way on how to deal with all the issues his grand plans had at the moment. Thus as the primeval entered his private chambers within the facilities, he sat down and grabbed hold of the red gem to allow his mind to wander into the ether, making it easier to enter the astral plane itself. As he opened his eyes, he could see a rather interesting landscape, with him standing on what looked like a large iceberg, drifting alongside large shelves of ice on a calm, frosty ocean. Sliding down to the lower, more flat part of the iceberg he'd been standing on, the primeval let out a sigh and awaited the arrival of whomever would be his opponent in this desolate, yet serene place.
WC 504 TWC 504
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Post by Middy Kelly. [Elite] on Aug 17, 2022 20:21:30 GMT -5
The Saiyan Warrior Elite now sensed halcyon in this area of the astral plane, <This is great, he's here... well if he's here, it's only fair to ablige him...> He unsuppressed his power as he screamed and then powered himself up even more, now turning himself into a super saiyan two... he was much stronger, the strongest he'd ever been, it was time to show this warrior all out that he was serious and not going to be a mere pawn. He was a warrior and a soilder, a defender of earth2. He had only so much energy though as his stamina shot through the roof as he was able to somehow maintain the cost of the taxing transformation. He was now phasing from view and standing 5 feet in front of Halycon with his arms crossed with his spiked mantle on his back. "Well, we meet again...i hope you know i've been training since our last conflict... i won't let myself get carried away again." He now took the serious glare at Halycon. "The tide will turn this time for me!" He now focused his aura now flaring off his body as a method he used to conserve how much energy he was using and his face turned from a smile to a frown then with the speed enhanced in this form, he shot forward and attempted to preform a hard right hook to the left cheek of the Urizen to let him know he was done playing around with him.
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Post by Dr. Ghast on Aug 18, 2022 12:19:54 GMT -5
"Oh look, you again," The primeval let out a sigh, shaking his head for a moment when the saiyan instantly drove himself into his super saiyan two form again. This amount of strength and power would most likely terrify anyone of lesser status, but for the ancient being it was mainly a nuisance. After all, unlike the saiyan transformation which didn't took that much time, the primeval's demonic forms did take some time to prepare or at the very least execute. It was also somewhat flattering though, as it showed that the saiyan had at the very least acknowledged that Ur'alcyonis was not someone to take on without going all out. "Very well, round two...I like it."There was no certainty as to whether or not Middy would've noticed the primeval's soft chuckle when he charged at him, but while the saiyan rocketed towards Ur'alcyonis to perform his attack, the masked man simply raised his hand, covering himself with his black aura just like he had done before. As soon as the saiyan's right hook made contact with the black aura, Ur'alcyonis' right hand slammed upwards against the saiyan's wrist, forcefully redirecting the incoming punch, while his own left hand show forwards in a hard straight punch towards the saiyan's gut...a mere warning to not underestimate the primeval, even when he was being overpowered completely by the saiyan's transformed state. "I must admit that your punches are much heavier than they were on arlia," The primeval let out a soft, somewhat self-satisfied chuckle as he jumped backwards. "I wonder why you didn't use this form at that time, I do think you were already capable of using it...pity, I might've had a bit more fun in that case."
WC 293 TWC 797
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Post by Middy Kelly. [Elite] on Aug 18, 2022 19:15:56 GMT -5
Midnight noticed that aura coming about his body and took his own attack, getting pushed back a bit before rushing forward with everything put into speed and was going to show this warrior he was more than just a pretty face, he shot forward with a hard right cross, which was a flint of sorts, a fake attack and with one 'HIYA!' A front kick was launched right to the body followed by a left hook with the blast discharging from the attacking knuckle and then with the right palm, discharged a strong ion blast to the midsection while yelling "Detonate!" . He was trying to somewhat overwhelm this opponent or at least have more interest of being more then just good sport.
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Post by Dr. Ghast on Aug 18, 2022 21:50:17 GMT -5
It seemed the saiyan really was nothing but a mindless beast, not realizing that the primeval wasn't taking this serious no matter what he was doing, even completely ignoring any option of actual small talk. This was after all to be considered training, so Ur'alcyonis deliberately avoided using his own power to overwhelm his opponent. It would've served no purpose to go all out when you wanted to train yourself, but then again...perhaps it did serve a purpose for the saiyan who was facing him, for as their last encounter might've shown the saiyan: he was no threat to the primeval, even in that state. Alas, as he was talking, Ur'alcyonis was a bit too slow on the reaction front, taking the sudden frontal kick to the gut and being send flying straight into the icebreg he had just jumped off earlier. Luckily, this also seemed to allow the primeval to avoid the left hook the saiyan seemed to perform right after the kick, probably not having thought out his combination all that well. Still, the ancient being did feel the pain in his gut from that earlier frontal kick, making it quite hard to rise to his feet again. "Ugh...this bastard's got some weight in his moves when they actually hit...maybe I SHOULD indulge him..."Though he was focusing on getting back to his feet, the rising energy was something he could feel and sense much easier than a simple physical attack and it would allow him to at the very least take a breather, so as the energy of the blast came closer, the primeval simply raised his hand and without effort or warning, the massive blast unleashed by the saiyan suddenly ricochet'd back towards the one who'd launched it in the first place. "Really...detonate, nothing better to say?"
WC 307 TWC 1,104
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Post by Middy Kelly. [Elite] on Aug 19, 2022 7:57:24 GMT -5
The blast shot right back like it was a ping pong ball hit by a paddle, this pushed him right back as he used a kiai to make sound come about his body and stopped the attack which blew up on the barrier of sound, he then yawned, "We could talk about portfolios and how this galactic free for all is causing positive and negative effects in the stock market, i'm not just brawn" He then quickly charged some energy while moving forward, "Certain markets are showing good yielding as we're getting into the end of the next quarter. But you already know those markets." He then started running forward while charging energy then when he got close, he hopped back and threw a energy disc type attack from his left hand as he was just channeling the energy as he thrust his left arm forward.
The attack called kienzan was preformed and shawn now had his aura about his body as he used a special method, to conserve energy from hybrid and energy attacks. He now rushed down with powered flight and his access speed being high enough to move even faster then before. With that, phasing 4 times on the way down with the fifth time he blurred he got to the ground and preformed a sweeping motion to his legs before front flipping and manuvering in mid air to face him when he landed.
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Post by Dr. Ghast on Aug 19, 2022 16:27:13 GMT -5
No matter what, it seems that Midnight was still nothing more than a barbarian, a saiyan with all the power one could dream of, but not the slightest sense of refinement and efficiency. While the masked primeval stood up again, he could see how the saiyan merely let out a loud bellow, dispersing his own ion blast with the savagery only found among the most brutish and barbaric saiyans. The mockery coming from the saiyan was almost laughable, trying to act civilized by merely spouting some nonsense figures and headlines from the galactic news network, but not understanding the ideas of courtesy and civility. There was no... point in trying to understand the saiyan, there was no need either...if power was all the saiyan understood...so be it. As midnight performed his technique in the most roundabout way possible, skipping here and there, running forward only to jump backwards again before launching his energy in the form of a rapidly spinning disc towards Ur'alcyonis, the primeval let out a scoff as he clacked his tongue. He had enough of this, enough of that monkey. If the saiyan couldn't understand that no matter what he did, no matter how much power he drew out of his body, he would always fail before the true efficiency, the true nature of the extradivine being that was the primeval...than so be it. Reaching out with his hand, the masked man pressed his thumb and middle finger together, making an eerily loud noise as he snapped his fingers, shattering the energy of the disc like it was nothing but a mere nuissance that had to be dealt with in a proper manner. He didn't care just how fast his opponent was nor how many times he vanished and reappeared, all that mattered was just how forgetful the saiyan happened to be on what he was dealing with...or more importantly: WHO he was dealing with. For as the saiyan finally made his move, so too had the primeval already prepared himself, allowing his own aura to once more guide his movements, allowing him to sidestep the incoming sweeping motion, while he launched his own fist coated in that same dark energy towards the position the saiyan would eventually land, aiming to hit Midnight square in the face. However, that wouldn't be enough, as the primeval simply inhaled and hoped to use the potential confusion of his earlier counter in order to attempt to fry the saiyan with a sudden wild and violent burst of black flames exiting the slit on the mask where the mouth would be...
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Post by Middy Kelly. [Elite] on Aug 19, 2022 17:25:48 GMT -5
Midnight Dao was really in it now, of all of his years, he bit off more then he could chew, his combinations ment nothing as they were defended against without any issue or problem. He now got hit in the face after he was 'shamed' by Halycon's side steps his black energy hitting him and sending him back. <Damn, that would have hurt if not for my strength...> He then saw the faceless one spit out black flames which the saiyan warrior now gathered an aura about his body and jumped over the flames after skidding on the ground and getting his footing rolling into a ball as he jumped and if successful would attempt a rolling jump kick with his right heel aimmed at the center of the faceless one's forehead, soon bouncing back if it was successful or not. This was a basic method of combat, his brother teaching him the basics of his way which he molded the hand to hand combat with shock combat. He had to think quick, deciding that getting a bit of distance would be a good idea, the saiyan elite now backflipping after repeling from the attempted strike and landing on his feet, getting into formal crane stance to stand against the Fallen Warrior.
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Post by Dr. Ghast on Aug 19, 2022 18:30:57 GMT -5
While he had unleashed his black flames, the primeval hoped this would've been enough to deter the saiyan, but as expected...even cockroaches were less problematic when it came to extermination. Noticing the elite saiyan warrior was practically unharmed, having managed to jump out of the way of his torrent of flames, Ur'alcyonis' more demonic streak was showing itself, letting out a deep roar when getting kicked against the forehead and being launched onto another shelf of ice. Yet, when the masked man stood up, the ice unerneath his feet cracked and instantly shattered, the primeval suddenly vanishing into the darkness of the icecold, freezing water of the sea upon which they'd been floating. For moments that would seem much longer than they truly were, the primeval would remain in the depths of the sea. However, a massive shockwave would suddenly erupt and displace the water and the iceshelves like a slow and lumbering tidal wave. There was no doubt possible that something big was coming and THAT something big was none other than Ur'alcyonis himself. Underneath the ice upon which the saiyan was still standing, a massive shadow emerged and rose upwards towards the ice before suddenly vanishing, only to have the primeval reappear in his enormous knight of hell form above the saiyan, slamming down his hand in an open palm strike with all his might upon the place where the saiyan was standing, attempting to smash not just the ice shelf, but Middy as well into the very depths of the icy waters. But he wasn't done yet, as his energy soared with reckless abandon, the massive demonic monster fired off an enormous blast of black energy down from the same hand, hoping to obliterate the saiyan in his entirety. "Begone, you knave!!"
WC 298 TWC 1,838
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Post by Middy Kelly. [Elite] on Aug 19, 2022 19:17:48 GMT -5
Midnight now saw the knight of hell transformation after he successfully kicked Ur' in his face unexpectedly. This was starting to be a serious battle, but he was now seeing the sheer bulk of the warrior's power, he was unmatched in this form and he was even more dangerous now then he was before. Soon the ice began to explode and the icewater sprayed up, soaking Midnight in his outfit and causing him to gain a moment of weakness the cool to cold feeling happening to his body. The water sprayed like 6 feet in the air so there was no way for Midnight to escape the chilling effect of the terrain and then a massive ball of energy came down and midnight couldn't even move his body as it was so cold and as he was destroyed, his mind and spirit returned to his body in his saiyan warship, his head ringing from the loss that halycon gave to him. (Still not ready to fight him...) He said to himself frowning.
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