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Post by Goku on Jul 9, 2023 11:15:32 GMT -5
Clash of Delusions
| 330033 | Active Buffs: Anthelion [3 Attacks] Base PL: 1,137,248
| The edges of the parchment were weathered, dull and held no life. A flick of a fingertip could send the heavily creased parchment a ripple that could potentially rip an devastating divide through the text. However, despite this, the parchment arrived rolled up, delivered by a young looking courier wearing the Warden's colors. Nary a word escaped the youth as he fell to one knee and presented the scroll within his exposed palms. " What is this?" the dark-garbed man asked as his index and thumb precariously accepted the weathered scroll. "She said you would know what to do," the flat response came back. Then, without warning, the courier turned to leave the man in solitude once more, like a phantom vanishing ever further into the past until his visage completely vanished. Black continued to absorb the silence after the youth left him, with the tips of his fingers absently toying with the decaying and frayed edges. Finally, as if the weight of duty had overcome him, he lurched forward and hunched over, elbows planted near his knees. With a soft scrape the seal came undone and the brown parchment unrolled. Dark eyes scanned side to side as the information was taken in. " Interesting. Nocticula..." Some time later... The hunt was on. Intel gathered from the local populace indicated the exiled demon-lord had taken up residence within the very Forest of Illusion that struck awe and danger into locals and adventurers alike. It was a crafty gig - lure mortals in with temptation of satisfying their desires and strike them down to be used for ritual fodder; if they were lucky. Black could speculate on the purpose of these rituals, but the ominous feeling of evil that permeated into the souls of those nearby told the story enough. This demon was a stain on the canvas of the Gods, and thus, needed to be rectified. And, so it would be. Here, deep in the Forest of Illusion. So deep within the confines of the mythical forest none could truly discern whether it was morning or night. The dark-haired Saiyan had picked up the trail of the demoness and as he neared her lair, the scent of her evil and darkness became more prominent to the Kai-in-disguise. That, and the demonic fiends were brazen in their leader and or stronghold. Scattered among the treaded path to the lair were the dried bones of carcasses of the mortals lured to their end by the sirens call. Good riddance.Nocticula was easy to spot. Her dominance over the lesson demons seemed apparent, and the armor and trinkets she wore appeared to be unique and powerful. They were familiar, too, even if they could not be placed. Tall and imposing, the Demoness appeared to be carrying a curled whip as her weapon of choice. After assessing the scenes from the shadows, the man moved forward. Black emerged from the brush unfettered and high on hubris with both hands held out, palms exposed to the canopy-covered sky as he nonchalantly walked toward the demon lord. " Nocticula? You've done an exceptional job gathering these powerful artifacts," Black smirked as he circled the woman, his hands still exposed. " I would offer you a place at my side, but I'm sure we can both agree you just cannot muster the worth," as the last word left Black's mouth, his form lunged forward and struck at Nocticula with an emblazed golden fist, aiming to drive the attack into her midsection. Immediately following, both the Saiyan's palms smashed together to create a flare of purple energy that extended as the two hands ripped away from one another and with an effortless heave, Black manifest a scythe of solidified ki from his person. Thrice did the burning scythe swing in wide but precise arcs with each followed by a precise punch or kick, each aimed for alternating limbs of the Demoness. The scythe's heat rushed against Black's body as he dashed back and twirled the weapon and held it behind his back. Holding it steady and ready as his next moves unfold. " You are only fit to die at the feet of a God." Black's lip curled up as he mocked the hunted. His feet left the soil and nearly breached the impossibly thick canopy from his floating vantage point. In a radius of 6 feet in all directions the vibrantly shaded branches crackled as an unnatural freeze embraced them and instantly drew out any moisture, leaving a circle of frost tinted destruction in its wake. A faint halo of arctic energies followed the Saiyan and he dove down toward his target and readied to initiate the onslaught once more.
I: [Lost] Sneak: Smite [DR4 / Hybrid] II: WA + QA [Gungnir - Lucky Wildcard Energy Stealing 25% / Freezing 10%] III: WA + QA [Gungnir - Lucky Wildcard Energy Stealing 25% / Freezing 10%] IV: WA + QA [Gungnir - Lucky Wildcard Energy Stealing 25% / Freezing 10%] Scouter I: Anthelion [-9%] Scouter II: Initiate Grapple Free: Crush Stance Ki Used: 9% Ki Remaining: 91%
Prepared Items: Phantom Hourglass, Bento Box (Genetically Modified Sensu Bean, Energy Drink, Spiked Potion), Sunstone Shard, Ki Absorption Device, Stasis Crystal, Heart of Ice, Stun Grenade, Energizer, Light of the Host Prepared Weapon Techs: Healing Blade, Aura Blade, Eclipse Assault, Crushing Blows, Verberation Blade, Inferno Sabre, Cripple, Quick Cut, Sword Grappling [Passive/ No Slot]
Base Battle Stats (Coming - need to calculate)Power Level: 1,137,248 -> Power Level: Ki: 568,624 -> Ki: Strength: 142,678 -> Strength: Speed: 151,710 -> Speed: Stamina: 177,468 - > Stamina: Toughness: 177,468 -> Toughness: Vitality: 133,400 -> Vitality:
Notes 25% Damage Reduction Ice Temple Training (+10% to immobilize & -50% chance to be immobilized) Demon Blood Tattoo [+5% Speed/ Toughness] 9/9 Speed Teleports Advanced Weapon Affinity: +1 DR / -1% Ki for weapon techs Ranger Bodyskin: +10% Crit chance with weapons Heavenly Outbreak: +1 DR to Smite CC Utility Pants: +1 Prepared Item Slot Gungir Attacks: 25% chance to crit Psychic Null Active
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Post by Riki on Jul 10, 2023 16:58:51 GMT -5
The rise, and the fall. Any demon or god knew the pattern well after so many millennia of it repeating over and over again. Nocticula knew it well, so when Lucifer finally unleashed his army of mutant angels, and Azazel accepted any that would fight in his name, she obliged, for a time. She knew well, he would rise, and then he would fall, and during the intermission she could take full advantage of both sides of the story. As a demon lord in hell, she had quite an empire at her beck and call, but just as Lucifer sought a change of scenery, so did the demoness. Hell had grown stagnant, and she could feel herself being left behind. Lilim was off creating a demon empire in the mortal realm, too weak to regain a place in hell, and there were even traces of Irkalla herself in with the living. The living! Things were shifting, changing, and hell was being left behind. She was being left behind, so she must adapt. The rise, and the fall. Truthfully, demons had no place in Azazel’s fallen army. That always seemed to be the misconception. Just because it was an army from hell didn’t mean it was an army of demons. A demon lord was out of place, so she waited until that fall struck, and then she moved out on her own, away from the thralls of Aubriel or any other celestial that might try to hold her under some attempt at dominance--because that was all it could ever be: an attempt. She betrayed, she stole, and she killed until she found a nice soft bed on Kanassa. Damaskia was too close to hell, but the Shadowguard had made bases on Kanassa out of their own spoils from the Fallen war, and there were many demons in their ranks now to exploit. Just the sight of her sent a shiver down the spines of those deserters, looking into the Shadowguard and Clark Pendragon for freedom from lords such as her. They fell quickly to her power, and knew a great deal of the forest itself, and the powers that lay awake there. The powers that could not touch her, but could be used to better protect her new nest. The forest drew in powerful psychics, but they were not prepared for her mental thralls. She could gain quite a bit of ground here, with a cult of worshippers growing by the day. So perhaps that’s what she thought of the lone Saiyan approaching her camp, at least on first glance, but then her nose caught on a putrid stench that almost made her gag, and she looked to the once Saiyan who now wreaked of something worse than an angel, something that went against her natural inclination for destruction: a god of creation. She couldn’t be completely sure, but any doubts were dispelled when he spoke. With a single gesture her underlings scattered deeper into the forest to guard her treasures and keep themselves from being slaughtered in the wake of the battle to come. She watched the man, or seemed to with her pupiless eyes, and when he exaggerated the you, her mouth opened into loud laughter that only grew bolder when he lunged. Expecting it, without an ounce of guard dropped, the laughing demon sidestepped the potent attack, made in desperation against her specifically, and her claws slammed down towards his neck, looking to stun, knock him off balance, and of course, draw first blood. His recovery consisted of summoning the blade of a taker, and her cackling expanded even as she wasn’t fast enough to avoid its first slice. She swayed backward as it struck, minimizing the depth it could reach, and turning her body so the kick could crash into her forceps. She danced with him, her laughter growing louder with each strike that landed, but her armor and her flesh fought back against such early damage. His blade could not slice her as cleanly as it wished, and each following strike was like hitting a flexible piece of steel. He pulled back, speaking again in the attempt at dominance, and she wiped her eye. ”Aheh,” she let out, catching her breath from such an amusing display, then looked up, just as the radius of ice expanded around her daring opponent. The many plants creaked and shriveled against his power, but she ignored them, staring up at Black, her smile still as radiant as her laugh. It was alluring, as one had to expect from a succubus, and as she licked her lips there was no denying what she wanted from him. She wanted him to come, and so he did. Eager to meet him, she jumped up as well and intercepted his dive with claws digging into his face, aiming to use both her own force and his dive to create an even more potent attack to try and take off his fake face. Her wings flapped, and she moved like an acrobat around him, claws extended as she swiped through the slide around him, aiming to open him up from hip to chest with four dangerous blades. The movement placed her behind him, still in the air as her free hand attempted to stab right into his spine, before her other hand curled into a fist and crashed down on him with great strength, aiming to send him crashing back down in the ground where he originally aimed himself. But he had asked for this. His gaze had whispered to her like all men’s, begging her to stay close to him, so she obliged, happy to make him regret such a request so early in their encounter. Spinning into her own dive, she shot down on him with the force of a rocket, demonic energy propelling her forward as she attempted to slam his body back into the ground before he could rise again. Just as swiftly she unleashed a quick torrent of three clawed slashes aimed at a Saiyan’s vitals, curious if he would bleed as a man or a kai. The last strike let her duck down close to him, her own lips curling into a delectable smile. ”What a joke.”
A1. Tiger Claw vs Sneak (SA) (Decisive Strikes/Finishing Blow/Critical Striker 2) {Toxic/Freezing} Free. Take II, III, and IV Free. Accept GrappleA2. SA {Toxic/Freezing} A3. SA {Toxic/Freezing} A4. SA {Toxic/Freezing} Tact. SA {Toxic/Freezing} DS1. PF + SA {Toxic/Freezing} [Vorox Wing] DS2. SA {Toxic/Freezing} G1. SA {Toxic/Freezing} G2. SA {Toxic/Freezing} Ki Used: 0% Trans Ki: 0% Total Remaining Ki: 100% DMG: 0% INT 10,0000 CHA 5,000 DET 10,000 DMG Reduction: 20% Physical DMG: +16% Prepped Items:1. Midnight Bolt: A bolt that always hits it target. When it hits it slowly drains your opponent’s will to fight. The victim of the bolt suffers 5% Stat Drain and then losses 1% of all traits for the next 10 turns. 2. Bento Box: (Senzu, Potion, Potion) 3. Heart Virus 4. Vaccine 5. Ki Buffer 6. Ki Well 7. Stun Grenade 8. Stasis Grenade Prepared Weapon Techs1. Mortal Flay 2. Swing 3. Cat o' Nine Tails 4. Lasso 5. Disarm 6. Improved Windmill 7. Takedown 8. Thorn Lash 9. Sonic Whip 10. Vast Cross 11. Crushing Blows 12. Bludgeon 13. Final Smash Extra ShitAdvanced Weapon’s Affinity Freezing Rune Toxic Rune STs: 9/9 Counters: ? Psychic Null vs Psychic Null!Equipment: Body
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Post by Goku on Jul 12, 2023 2:00:13 GMT -5
Clash of Delusions
| 330033 | Base PL: 1,137,248
| "So atroc-"
Black began to speak as he neared the demoness, the air simultaneously cackling with the heat of his weapon and the permafrost aura that followed his every move. The distance between the two closed in mere fractions of a second as the two forces were drawn together.
Hubris was a glass shield that offered nothing. Though he would loathe to admit it, the containment of the Vinclum not only dampened the wayward Kai's power, but too his wits. The stratagem of the of once sharp mind had been dulled by time. Only pain and fire could forge the edge and bring it to life once more.
Pain.
Jolts of pain struck through the Saiyan body as the hunted broke through the defenses with a heavy clawed hand to the face, obstructing his view and drawing warm streams of blood down his temple. She was not done.
Three strikes.
Six strikes.
More?
The Demoness took full advantage of the opening provided by Black, allowing hell to unleash fury upon the mortal body. Saiyan hardiness strengthened by Kaioshin forged armor was perhaps the true shield, as it would prevent his body from being adorned with ribbons of peeled blood flesh.
Tatters of the dark gui hung from the muscular frame of the Saiyan, like tassels of a distant eras uniform. Beneath his figure, Black felt the shattered remains of the forest bed, charred dirt and wet ooze - blood? The wound on his chest was artificial, it was far too early to sustain the marks of the end. Painful, but what was a God who cannot withstand pain?
Extending his arm outward, the Saiyan called his weapon back to his hand as he rose upward with a gentle aura caressing his being. Without warning, the aura intensified into a blinding light of pure brilliance.
"FLARE!" at the Saiyan's behest, what seemed like the entire forest lit with searing white light. The grin on Black's face, combined with the stunning light cast him as a holy demon.
Containing the light tightly within the grasp of his left hand, the battle wounded man cut toward the distracted demon and unleashed an holy-empowered left chop directed at the nape of her neck. Continuing onward, Black rapidly descended near the body shaped crater he occupied seconds ago. A fleeting moment of reprieve as he gathered himself.
The Saiyan raised both hands above his head and pooled together a small sphere of deep maroon energy, swirling around his fingers as the ball rapidly took shape into disk form. Deep, dark, and swirling, as if Black had summoned a miniature galaxy from the void. His muscles bugled as the swirling galaxy cut through the dark forest and toward the demoness.
Before it could hit her, the mass of ki suddenly vanished. Inexplicitly, the air in the forest felt as if it was suddenly weighed down by an external source.
Black spat out a glob of blood as the dull light of his ki faded.
"Bitch."
Free: TAKE ALL, Anthelion cost -6% ki I: StunnedII: Charge [-1%]III: Solar Flare [DR2 / -4% / Crit:Blind]IV: Smite [DR4 / Hybrid / + Damage against demons]Tact: EnergizerCrush: Phantom Hourglass Ki Used: 19% Ki Restored: 2%Ki Remaining: 74% Prepared Items: Phantom Hourglass, Bento Box (Genetically Modified Sensu Bean, Energy Drink, Spiked Potion), Sunstone Shard, Ki Absorption Device, Stasis Crystal, Heart of Ice, Stun Grenade, Energizer, Light of the HostPrepared Weapon Techs: Healing Blade, Aura Blade, Eclipse Assault, Crushing Blows, Verberation Blade, Inferno Sabre,Cripple, Quick Cut, Sword Grappling [Passive/ No Slot]
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| Strength | 142,678 | 165,043 | 165,043 | Speed | 151,710 | 182,642 | 182,642 | Toughness | 177,468 | 317,922 | 343,143 | Stamina | 113,400 | 133,490 | 133,490 | Vitality | 115,078 | 127,676 | 127,676 |
Notes 25% Damage Reduction Gungnir: 19% Physical Damage Ki Knuckles: +1 DR to any charged tech Ice Temple Training (+10% to immobilize & -50% chance to be immobilized) Demon Blood Tattoo [+5% Speed/ Toughness] 9/9 Speed Teleports Advanced Weapon Affinity: +1 DR / -1% Ki for weapon techs Ranger Bodyskin: +10% Crit chance with weapons Heavenly Outbreak: +1 DR to Smite CC Utility Pants: +1 Prepared Item Slot Gungir Attacks: 25% chance to crit Psychic Null Active
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Post by Riki on Jul 12, 2023 6:52:55 GMT -5
As her attacks plowed into him, she felt the icy aura pierce her flesh in tiny burning pinpricks that escalated into her entire body heating up to fight against the chill. Steam glistened off her skin and the ice melted as it formed like an argument to her very nature. She was undeterred, continuing her assault as if fueled by Lilim’s brute strength, but the Saiyan, Kai, wannabe god—whatever you wanted to call him, was tougher than he first appeared. Each slice cut into a steel frame, diminishing her attacks in such a way that frustrated her, though she didn’t dare show it. Even if she couldn’t do the damage she sought to, her next, or perhaps first, goal was to overwhelm and beat down on him until he was half senseless. For that she was somewhat successful, and his only defense was to deplete the icy aura into a blinding light. She’d seen such a technique before, if anyone could claim they actually saw it considering darkness crashed upon any eye it touched. His was different though, attempting to burn her with divinity, and it was a warning she took seriously. She pulled away immediately in the face of it, lurching back as if his touch disgusted her, and it did. She wanted nothing to do with that energy. Maybe once, but certainly not today, and definitely not in a weapon wielded against her. Even if the light could not burn her, she wished no part in it. Perhaps he would find weakness in this action. She pulled away so swiftly his ego would surely deem her afraid even as her face betrayed her anger and distaste. His chopping swipe cut in front of her face, not that she could see it, but she pulled back further still, as if it were a stench he might try and push it further into her face like a little boy delightfully spreading misery in such a childish prank. But the man, because in this form he was but a man, did not give chase and she could feel the divinity fading into nothing, momentarily tapped out. No, the next attack the man wielded was not holy. It was a betrayal to his kind who’s purpose was creation magic. He touched into the void in which demons called their home and summoned something dark and twisted. She could feel it sap at her strength and her limbs felt rigid in the wake of it. Despite that however, the new energy brought a smile back to her face. She reveled in it for a moment, her hands lifting as if it might fall on her like a soft rain and then he uttered a curse in her direction and her smile grew wider. ”Now that’s better,” she said, not without the natural seduction that lilted her tone. Her feet touched gently back on the ground as she beckoned him. ”Let’s not play holier than thou. I’m a bitch and you’re a bastard,” she offered, before her smile grew even sweeter. ”Though in my experience a bastard rarely comes out on top.”
A1. Stun A2. Stun A3. Dodge AIV. {Blind} A4-Tact. Crush Stance {Blind/Immobilize 1} -5% Ki/VitKi Used: 0% Trans Ki: 0% Total Remaining Ki: 93% DMG: 0% INT 10,0000 CHA 5,000 DET 10,600 DMG Reduction: 20% Physical DMG: +16% Prepped Items:1. Midnight Bolt: A bolt that always hits it target. When it hits it slowly drains your opponent’s will to fight. The victim of the bolt suffers 5% Stat Drain and then losses 1% of all traits for the next 10 turns. 2. Bento Box: (Senzu, Potion, Potion) 3. Heart Virus 4. Vaccine 5. Ki Buffer 6. Ki Well 7. Stun Grenade 8. Stasis Grenade Prepared Weapon Techs1. Mortal Flay 2. Swing 3. Cat o' Nine Tails 4. Lasso 5. Disarm 6. Improved Windmill 7. Takedown 8. Thorn Lash 9. Sonic Whip 10. Vast Cross 11. Crushing Blows 12. Bludgeon 13. Final Smash Extra ShitAdvanced Weapon’s Affinity Freezing Rune Toxic Rune STs: 9/9 Counters: ? Psychic Null vs Psychic Null!Equipment: Body
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Post by Goku on Jul 13, 2023 0:57:06 GMT -5
Clash of Delusions
| 330033 | Base PL: 1,137,248 Energizer [1/2] Action II - Energizer = Toxic (1 left) First Curse: -1 Stun (minimum of 1)
| How hardy was the Saiyan body? What could it truly withstand? These were questions Zamasu truly wanted to know. Thus far, it was far more superior to that of his own. Scoff. How callous the gods to design a mortal body that could exceed those assigned to the wellbeing of the universe?! How terrible the well of mortal power ached.
It was these types of dark thoughts that swirled within the heart and mind of the Kai. Those that made rise great boughs of anger and harbored a darkness - a pure hearted darkness, if one ever could be found. Grasp it. Harness it. Wear the darkness as a shield over your divinity.
Black had decided to do the opposite, as swirling tendrils of dark energy rapidly twisted around the scythe, like hypergrowth of vines encroaching on a rock. Vanishing from his idle position and reappearing to the east of Nocticula, Black utilized the scythe to unleash a flurry of blows, each bringing the curved-ki blade down and across the exposed skin. After each strike, the lingering remnant of the shadowy strike proceeded.
If she hadn't already, Nocticula would now know one fount of power the disguised Kai pulled from.
A dozen powerful strikes were unleashed upon the wretch before the Saiyan clenched his fist and summoned a familiar golden hue and struck dead center at the demons face. A coup de grâce so their fading intimate moment.
"Bastard?!" the man repeated the insult, his voice a furious concoction of adrenaline and humor. His right arm raised up, extended in the direction of the hunted, fingers curled forward as if to cup an invisible object. A simple golden sphere birthed into the empty space between his palm and digits.
Crush
One simple motion and the orb crushed into a fine mist of rapidly expanding holy light, it moved to completely engulf the demoness and smother the air from her lungs. This, and the forest air tightened as another pulse of the void escaped. Like a moth to the flame, the divinity of Zamasu was irresistibly drawn to the chaos of his opponent.
"I will tear your wings from your body!" the Saiyan roared as the piddle of an aura erupted in ferocity only matched by the savage beating Nocticula delivered mere moments ago. Locking eyes with the demon for a fleeting moment, Black smirked as his temper settled to a (slightly) more calm beat. "Allow me to remove your stain of an existence from my universe." I: StunnedII: ST + Eclipse Assault [DR5 / -4% / Hybrid / +25% Strength & Speed / Lucky Wildcard Energy Stealing 25%]III: Smite [DR4 / Hybrid / + Damage against demons]IV: Stun GrenadeTact: Power Up [+25%]Energizer: Heart of Frost [85% Immobilize] Free: Crush Stance Ki Used: 4% Ki Restored: +25%Ki Remaining: 95% Prepared Items: Phantom Hourglass, Bento Box (Genetically Modified Sensu Bean, Energy Drink, Spiked Potion), Sunstone Shard, Ki Absorption Device, Stasis Crystal, Heart of Frost, Stun Grenade, Energizer, Light of the HostPrepared Weapon Techs: Healing Blade, Aura Blade, Eclipse Assault, Crushing Blows, Verberation Blade, Inferno Sabre,Cripple, Quick Cut, Sword Grappling [Passive/ No Slot]
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| Stats ( | Fatigue 30% |
| PL: | 1,357,682 |
| - | Ki: | 678,841 |
| - | Strength | 142,768 |
| 189,652 | Speed | 174,557 |
| 182,642 | Toughness | 287,415 |
| 362,728 | Stamina | 133,490 |
| 133,490 | Vitality | 115,168 |
| 128,018 |
Notes 25% Damage Reduction Gungnir: 19% Physical Damage Ki Knuckles: +1 DR to any charged tech Ice Temple Training (+10% to immobilize & -50% chance to be immobilized) Demon Blood Tattoo [+5% Speed/ Toughness] 9/9 Speed Teleports Advanced Weapon Affinity: +1 DR / -1% Ki for weapon techs Ranger Bodyskin: +10% Crit chance with weapons Heavenly Outbreak: +1 DR to Smite CC Utility Pants: +1 Prepared Item Slot Gungir Attacks: 25% chance to crit Neutral Bonus Active [+5% spd/tou] First Curse Active Psychic Null Active
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Post by Riki on Jul 14, 2023 12:19:13 GMT -5
As Black gathered his energy, a raw hatred filled darkness, Nocticula pulled from her own, her aura erupting in flames. Black and red, they danced around her casting long shadows through the once dark forest. Her whip was still wrapped beautifully around her arm, yet to be unwoven in the face of the kai’s technique. She had been pinned down thus far, but rather than feel frustrated she found herself excited. The flames licked at her body, removing the final bits of frost he inflicted upon her, and sparked into a greater intensity as Black dove in upon her. Once more, she took his attacks, moving with them as best she could to minimize the sheer weight of them, but she could feel her muscles beginning to soften and that excited her almost as much as the scent that would come from the Kai-Saiyan’s flesh if the flames engulfed him and his blade after such a vicious assault. Then he built up that divinity again, but Nocticula still wasn’t having it, and as he aimed for her face she swiftly pushed his arm upwards in a diagonal so it grazed past her hair. And still, she smiled at him, her red lips like blood. He protested, and she broke into giggles once more, but she was glad to see the stuck up kai had finally found some humor in their encounter, even if it was tainted by a seemingly unending rage. She was used to such things from demons. Demons were always angry. The injustices of Lucifer’s falling lit a rage in their hearts that could not be suppressed. They were always hot tempered of course, that was their nature, but a pitch black rage that burned so hot it was cold—that came later. She didn’t expect to find it in a kai, and it caused her to giggle again. Poor baby. Such a hard life he lived in the splendors of heaven. But her giggles were stifled by his next technique, desperate once more to keep her from delivering a true counter attack, and again, she smiled. She was very patient, and she would weather his storm until he ran out of tricks. She would push through it. Again, the fires released her, and she stepped forward. Her hand dropped to her side and the whip unraveled. ”Your universe,” she repeated before the weapon snapped out almost as if it possessed a will of its own. The thick cord moved with dangerous speed, surrounding him in an instant before it tightened to a crushing close. If it managed to trap him, she’d pull her arm back with what should have been a gentle tug, but instead caused the whip to snap again, slamming him towards the ground. If he wasn’t already ensnared the whip would move again with a snap, cracking as it moved again to wrap around him. If he was ensnared it would tighten. She gave another tug, pulling him towards her with a jolt, the whip cutting harder into his skin before she met him up close. ”How cute.”Once more she slammed her claws into his torso, digging deep to feel his insides.
A1. Flames of Hell [Speed] (5%) {Immobilize 2} SPD: 296,424 Spd. Flame Shield vs A2 [DR4] (2%) {Burn} A2. Deflect vs A3 A3. Stun A4. Stun Tact. Take Down [DR3.5] Crush. Lasso [DR4] + SA {Immobilize/Toxic/Freezing} -5% vit/kiKi Used: 2% Trans Ki: 0% Total Remaining Ki: 85% DMG: 0% INT 10,0000 CHA 5,000 DET 10,600 DMG Reduction: 20% Physical DMG: +16% Prepped Items:1. Midnight Bolt: A bolt that always hits it target. When it hits it slowly drains your opponent’s will to fight. The victim of the bolt suffers 5% Stat Drain and then losses 1% of all traits for the next 10 turns. 2. Bento Box: (Senzu, Potion, Potion) 3. Heart Virus 4. Vaccine 5. Ki Buffer 6. Ki Well 7. Stun Grenade 8. Stasis Grenade Prepared Weapon Techs1. Mortal Flay 2. Swing 3. Cat o' Nine Tails 4. Lasso 5. Disarm 6. Improved Windmill 7. Takedown 8. Thorn Lash 9. Sonic Whip 10. Vast Cross 11. Crushing Blows 12. Bludgeon 13. Final Smash Extra ShitAdvanced Weapon’s Affinity Freezing Rune Toxic Rune STs: 9/9 Counters: ? Psychic Null vs Psychic Null!Equipment: Body
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Post by Goku on Jul 15, 2023 12:23:24 GMT -5
Clash of Delusions
| 972697 | Base PL: 1,137,248 Energizer [2/2] Action I = Toxic (0 left) First Curse: -1 Stun (minimum of 1)
| Though the Forest of Illusion had a natural defense against intruders, in the way of telepathically-driven madness toward those untrained on restraining said defense, the Demon and Kai were immune to such charms. They were interlopers in this place, and not only that, but they were utterly unrestricted by the innate telepathic powers of the planet.
What, then, defenses did it have from a rogue ember from hell?
Nocticula burned with fiery passion. Her body erupted in a suit of flames - hellfire, to be exact. The foul odor of sulfur seemed to follow demon flame as it licked the skin and dark Gui of the Saiyan. As it did, a stray ember bounced from the wrists and landed upon a pile of dry debris, where it rapidly began to fester grey smoke.
The cracking of the whip filled the otherwise eerily quiet forest as the dormant weapon suddenly came into play. Unraveling from the demoness like a serpent come to life. In truth, it would not surprise the Kai if in turn it was a serpent, the aura it gave off was one of a menacing artifact. It was something to keep an eye on.
It came a moment later, cutting through the air with deadly intention. In defense, Black raised her right arm in defense, he would think to allow the cord to wrap around his wrist and wrest the demonic object from her usage. However, he lacked the anticipation of the attack subverting the defense and instead wrapping wholly around his body. The tightness of the whip pinned the Saiyan's arms together and forced a groan to escape as his body was heaved against the forest floor with force.
Before the dust from the impact could settle, Nocticula manipulated the whip once more and yanked Black over to her position. It's grip tightened, barbed tips slipped ever deeper. Then, a clawed blow knocked the wind from Black. Did she penetrate the skin? All the while the disguised Kai struggled against the bonds.
"My universe!" he squeezed the words our meekly. Though his limbs were restricted, his head was not. Without indication, Black threw his head forward and met Nocticula's forehead with his own. Whether by disorganization from the blow, or successfully managing to wrest the whip, Black found himself free.
With a flick of the wrist, Black drew his ki-scythe out and spun it so the flat side primed before launching it upward to hit Nocticula's jaw. Two more strikes came in rapid succession, each intended to place blazing ki against her head. Two hands gripped tightly around the shaft of the weapon now, Black prepared a two handed strike that would come from behind, aiming for the assumed weak spot between her wings.
Retreating some distance away, Black reached down to feel the wound delivered upon his midsection from the demonesses last strike. Not game ending - but not smart to allow it to fester. Intense white flame surround his right hand as he brushed it against the wound to instantly cauterize it. Before even the sizzle of flesh could calm, the Saiyan dashed forward with the flame emblazed hand and once he nearest his target, a similar blast erupted from his mouth, toward Nocticula's head.
The flaming orb still cupped in between Black's fingers festered and split into two. He vanished from sight and appeared floating in the air above Nocticula. With a diabolical grin, Black slammed his two palms together and merged the orbs of holy fire before backing away, leaving a giant orb crafted from the fires of creation.
Careless to the collateral damage such an attack might ensue, the Saiyan snapped his fingers and sent dozens holy fire blasts raining down upon his target. Get her, he would command his ki.
Burn her.
Destroy her.
The light burned so intense. Free: Take All I: Hammerhead [DR1.5 / -.6%]II: Crushing Blows 1 [DR3.5 / Crit: Crush / Gungnir - Lucky Wildcard Energy Stealing 25%]III: Crushing Blows 2 [DR3.5 / Crit: Crush / Gungnir - Lucky Wildcard Energy Stealing 25%]IV: Crushing Blows 3 [DR3.5 / Crit: Crush / Gungnir - Lucky Wildcard Energy Stealing 25%]Tact: Mouth Blast [DR2.5 / 3%]Energizer: Charge [-1%] Crush Stance: ST + Kakusandan [DR7 / 10%] Ki Used: 14.6% Ki Restored: -%Ki Remaining: 80.4% Prepared Items: Phantom Hourglass, Bento Box (Genetically Modified Sensu Bean, Energy Drink, Spiked Potion), Sunstone Shard, Ki Absorption Device, Stasis Crystal, Heart of Frost, Stun Grenade, Energizer, Light of the HostPrepared Weapon Techs: Healing Blade, Aura Blade, Eclipse Assault, Crushing Blows, Verberation Blade, Inferno Sabre,Cripple, Quick Cut, Sword Grappling [Passive/ No Slot]
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| PL: | 1,357,682 |
| - | Ki: | 678,841 |
| - | Strength | 142,768 |
| 189,652 | Speed | 174,557 |
| 182,642 | Toughness | 287,415 |
| 362,728 | Stamina | 133,490 |
| 133,490 | Vitality | 115,168 |
| 128,018 |
Notes 25% Damage Reduction Gungnir: 19% Physical Damage / +25% Crit Chance Ki Knuckles: +1 DR to any charged tech Ice Temple Training (+10% to immobilize & -50% chance to be immobilized) Demon Blood Tattoo [+5% Speed/ Toughness] 9/9 Speed Teleports Advanced Weapon Affinity: +1 DR / -1% Ki for weapon techs Ranger Bodyskin: +10% Crit chance with weapons Heavenly Outbreak: +1 DR to Smite CC Utility Pants: +1 Prepared Item Slot Neutral Bonus Active [+5% spd/tou] First Curse Active Psychic Null Active
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Post by Riki on Jul 15, 2023 15:01:54 GMT -5
Nocticula licked her lips as the braided limb made purchase, temporarily encasing the Saiyan body. Her expression made it seem like the whip was connected to her in some deeper way, so that she felt like her own body was tightly wound around his terse form. It made her eyes hungry, and the contact seemed to excite her even more. She could feel him against her, that unbridled rage caught in her grasp, and the vibration was quite tantalizing. Once a succubus, always a succubus--and the delight of such things fueled her power. He uttered a meek counter argument and her power suddenly flared, as if their exchanges were feeding something inside her. He slammed his head forward, and she was there, already close to it, close to him, her full lips opening as if she might bite him only to let out a heated gasp as he pushed her back with a hard forehead. That should knock some sense into her. Should. She found herself smiling still. This man was a problem. He was trouble to her grand plan and scheme. He was one hundred percent in the way, and she planned to suck him dry of all his delicious emotion. But it was against her nature not to play with her food. It was against her nature to take things so seriously to start. Would that be her undoing? But that was the point. It was far too early to tell. He was free, and the smile shifted into a pout as if on second thought, but his movements made a swift recovery--she’d give him points for that--and the skill he possessed with his weapon was nothing to scoff at. In no time at all the precarious blade had turned into a blunt weapon, crashing under her jaw. Combined with the earlier strike, the forest spun just a bit, and he was able to crack the weapon two more times into her skull. She let out a soft moan turned grunt as the next strike crashed into her back, her wings flapping again in protest as if they could catch the weapon in between them. Then he pulled back, and she turned, her blood red lips now with a soft drip of real blood. He was dazzling. Or maybe that was her head spinning still, but she wouldn't let him have all the fun. She jumped into the air, her wings letting her take flight so Black’s open mouth delivered a blow to her body. They flapped with more strength in protest to the blow back force, keeping her from moving backwards with the hit. She floated there in all her glory. The thick shadows kissed her appealing figure to make it look all the more tantalizing. The demonic tails danced from her back side, seeming to merge with her whip until it also looked like a part of her. Her pupiless eyes glowed before closing almost peacefully. It was then Black appeared above her, but as he commanded his ki, he would feel the blow back. He might have had great power against mind tricks, but the demon lord’s power was fueled by old magic not psychic prowess. She turned towards him with a snap of her head and a sudden gigantic pressure surrounded them. The blasts were forced down before they could shift trajectory towards her, slamming into the forest floor like meteors of holy flame. But this was her domain. Maybe not as much as hell was, but she had woven herself into this part of the forest like another part of her being, and as the fires of Black’s attacks sunk deep into the thick watery roots, they hit a store of her own magical power. It was as if he hit a mess of geysers, because from each one of the dozens of holes shot up thick flumes of thick molten hell fire. It exploded into the canopy of the forest, catching the first layer of it in flames before it all began to rain down on him. The brush of leaves fell like scattered burning rain drops while the original lava showered down in thick fountains, covering the area he so expertly sought to overwhelm in fire. He got his wish in that, though one assumed he did not mean for it to come back on him. But the forest was so breathtakingly alive. The entire area hissed with steam, the air turning blurry with heat. It would not burn down so easily. Even under the weight of hell fire, the roots of the forest had their own type of magic weaved into them from the psychic leylines, and they pushed fluids through the underground systems keeping the place intact. For now. Nocticula was not done, her feet landed lightly back on the ground, and her hands pulled back to her side, creating another small flame. This one was black, sucking the fire’s light around them into it as it expanded. Oxygen flowed into her hands, causing the fire to burn hotter with more destructive power before she kicked hard off the ground with a burst of ki. Rushing him she got as close as she could before throwing her hands forward and shooting out a beam of fire meant to completely engulf him, if the earlier flames hadn’t done their job.
A1. Flames of Hell [Toughness] (4%) /Imm1 A2. Majin vs A1 Free. Take AllSpd.-A3. Reversal (L50) vs Crush: Planet Cracker [DR7] (8%) /Imm2 {Burn} A4.-Tact. PF + Charged Burning Dark Kamehameha (11%) [DR8] {Burn} -5% vit/kiKi Used: 23% Trans Ki: 0% Total Remaining Ki: 61% DMG: 0% Stat Quote INT 10,000 CHA 5,000 DET 10,600 DMG Reduction: 20% Physical DMG: +16% Prepped Items:1. Midnight Bolt: A bolt that always hits it target. When it hits it slowly drains your opponent’s will to fight. The victim of the bolt suffers 5% Stat Drain and then losses 1% of all traits for the next 10 turns. 2. Bento Box: (Senzu, Potion, Potion) 3. Heart Virus 4. Vaccine 5. Ki Buffer 6. Ki Well 7. Stun Grenade 8. Stasis Grenade Prepared Weapon Techs1. Mortal Flay 2. Swing 3. Cat o' Nine Tails 4. Lasso 5. Disarm 6. Improved Windmill 7. Takedown 8. Thorn Lash 9. Sonic Whip 10. Vast Cross 11. Crushing Blows 12. Bludgeon 13. Final Smash Extra ShitAdvanced Weapon’s Affinity Freezing Rune Toxic Rune STs: 9/9 Counters: ? Psychic Null vs Psychic Null!Equipment: Body
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Post by Goku on Jul 16, 2023 13:46:28 GMT -5
Clash of Delusions
| 972697 | Base PL: 1,137,248 Heavenly Outbreak: -1% per post First Curse: -1 Stun (minimum of 1)
| A thickness filled the air. A brimming, almost tangible coat of static that engulfed everything for miles around. It's source? Nocticula. As the Saiyan rained down a flurry of attacks upon the demon, her power erupted exponentially. A dip into hell-bourne powers.
Their dance had reached the next level. Black needed to step up and meet the demons new set of needs, and he would. As if a light switch had been flicked, a wave of heavenly aura washed over the area and seemed to engage in it's own silent battle against hellish aura.
And so they would continue.
Nocticula's mastery of the holy ki orbs triggered annoyance within the disguised-Kai. A murmured curse escaped his lips, but was immediately swallowed by the sounds of his ki crashing into the forest below. The odor of charred fallen foliage assaulted the senses, but that annoyance quickly fell to the wayside as molten rock erupted in all, surely triggered by the rogue ki blasts.
It was beautiful. Vibrant red liquid lined by streaks and chunks of black rock flew effortlessly into the air through the many columns that had been created. Molten rain, though tainted with demonic foulness, was still a sight to behold.
As the Forest of Illusion was resilient, Black too, stood defiant against the lava as he raised the ki scythe upward as an extension of his power. As chunks and streams of lava neared the Saiyan, they were harmlessly deflected away. Sent away some distance to smolder. A pitfall to avoid in the near future.
His prey was crafty. Her manipulation of ki was astounding, drawing in the flame and darkness into one powerful attack was unexpected to say the least. Black did scoff at the attack as his gaze lingered on the dominant shadow. As the demoness and her shadow neared, Black responded in kind by swiping the scythe and releasing a pale yellow colored air slash which would diffuse the darkness.
"Pathetic. I am of Creation," the man boasted as his aura flared. His form floated into the air as ki emblazoned scythe was tucked behind him. Menacing, and unlike a Kai. Black floated effortlessly, before the furious aura trailed him. He was propelled toward Nocticula head first in a reckless-appearing game of chicken. He was drawn to her, like a magnet he came. With desires to slam her midsection - but any of her would do.
You are of dust.
Successful or less than successful - it mattered not. Black recovered quickly and primed himself for another dive. The aura surrounding him trailed once again as he dove through the nigh burning hell of a forest. Heat rushed against his face as droplets of sweat trailed down from his temples to the jawbone. Closer, closer he neared to the Succubus.
Free: I: Deflect VS Planet CrackerII: Unaligned Defense VS Dark Kamehameha[-5%] III: Heavenly OutbreakIV: Buku + PF + Dragon Dive [-6.4%]Tact: Buku + PF + Dragon Dive [-6.4%] Ki Used: 18.8% Ki Restored: -%Ki Remaining: 63.6% Prepared Items: Phantom Hourglass, Bento Box (Genetically Modified Sensu Bean, Energy Drink, Spiked Potion), Sunstone Shard, Ki Absorption Device, Stasis Crystal, Heart of Frost, Stun Grenade, Energizer, Light of the HostPrepared Weapon Techs: Healing Blade, Aura Blade, Eclipse Assault, Crushing Blows, Verberation Blade, Inferno Sabre,Cripple, Quick Cut, Sword Grappling [Passive/ No Slot]
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| Stats ( | Fatigue 48.6% |
| PL: | 1,357,682 |
| 1,772,766 | Ki: | 678,841 |
| 886,383 | Strength | 142,768 |
| 244,448 | Speed | 174,557 |
| 236,541 | Toughness | 287,415 |
| 434,378 | Stamina | 133,490 |
| 180,980 | Vitality | 115,168 |
| 171,149 |
Notes 25% Damage Reduction Gungnir: 19% Physical Damage / +25% Crit Chance Ki Knuckles: +1 DR to any charged tech Ice Temple Training (+10% to immobilize & -50% chance to be immobilized) Demon Blood Tattoo [+5% Speed/ Toughness] 9/9 Speed Teleports Advanced Weapon Affinity: +1 DR / -1% Ki for weapon techs Ranger Bodyskin: +10% Crit chance with weapons Heavenly Outbreak: +1 DR to Smite CC Utility Pants: +1 Prepared Item Slot Neutral Bonus Active [+5% spd/tou] First Curse Active Psychic Null Active
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Post by Riki on Jul 18, 2023 9:22:17 GMT -5
Her attack was dispelled leaving her quite close to Black with no blow back from the ki to separate them. She was in his space, giving him hardly any time to gain momentum to his charge and she leaned her closer, her aura flaring once more as if it had life, threatening to burn him even without her touch. ”You’re a monkey,” Nocticula countered with another giggle. What exactly was the point of such a disguise if he was happy to flaunt his kai status? Were the kais truly so weak they had to steal the bodies of Saiyans? But then she was pathetic? This man did not fail to spark her amusement, even if he kept her on the back foot. He pushed in, and she drew back just enough to push his shoulder and spin through the force of him, sending the man’s body rocketing past her. Now he had time to build a charge, but she had no plans of waiting for it, after all, it took him a moment to turn. Her feet touched the ground again, light and poised and when he rushed again she was gone. In a flash of speed she seemed to vanish from her position just in time for him to crash through an after image of the demoness. She hadn’t pushed her luck to move far, simply leaping back into the air so that she was once more above the attack--above him. ”Is it difficult?” she asked, before snapping her fingers. Straight through the burned canopy came a lightning strike. Rather than a flash of light it was a flash of darkness, stealing their sight for just a moment as it crashed down almost with the speed of light. At the least, it was the same as lightning against a normal mortal, and its target was Black. In one place, and out another, it sent an electric charge through his body that wasn’t damaging and yet left him feeling drained as if he’d endured hours of painful torture. It drained his strength, making his body feel more sluggish, and even his durability went down, but the most dangerous thing was what it did to his mind. All that arrogance tried to falter, caving in on itself to pessimism. ”Holding your head up when it’s that inflated?” she finished with a grin before she snapped her weapon out at him once more. It crashed down from above like a thrown spear ripping into him in an instant before being ripped out and snapped back into his body. She took off through the air, circling him like a cyclone as the snakelike weapon cut through the storm towards his body in a torrent. The cracking sounds filled the forest like unending thunder, each strike vibrating the air itself as its pointed tip begged for purchase. It aimed to rip open his skin from all sides, sending vicious pain shooting through his entire body, until that too, left him quite drained. Despite her speed, her eyes never left him, each strike tracking against any escape. It wouldn’t do her any good if he ran from her newest embrace.
Tact. Yokota Power Up! (+25%) vs Transformation A1. Deflect vs A4 A2. ST + Dodge A5 A3. Midnight Bolt! A4. PF + Mortal Flay [DR5.5] {Poison/Stun} (3%) Ki Used: 3% (+25) Trans Ki: 0% Total Remaining Ki: 83% DMG: 0% Stat Quote INT 10,000 CHA 5,000 DET 10,600 DMG Reduction: 20% Physical DMG: +16% Prepped Items:1. Midnight Bolt: A bolt that always hits it target. When it hits it slowly drains your opponent’s will to fight. The victim of the bolt suffers 5% Stat Drain and then losses 1% of all traits for the next 10 turns. 2. Bento Box: (Senzu, Potion, Potion) 3. Heart Virus 4. Vaccine 5. Ki Buffer 6. Ki Well 7. Stun Grenade 8. Stasis Grenade Prepared Weapon Techs1. Mortal Flay 2. Swing 3. Cat o' Nine Tails 4. Lasso 5. Disarm 6. Improved Windmill 7. Takedown 8. Thorn Lash 9. Sonic Whip 10. Vast Cross 11. Crushing Blows 12. Bludgeon 13. Final Smash Extra ShitAdvanced Weapon’s Affinity Freezing Rune Toxic Rune STs: 9/9 Counters: ? Psychic Null vs Psychic Null!Equipment: Body
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Post by Goku on Jul 20, 2023 10:00:05 GMT -5
Clash of Delusions
| 972697 | Base PL: 1,137,248 Heavenly Outbreak: -1% per post First Curse: -1 Stun (minimum of 1) Midnight Bolt: -1% traits for 9 more actions
| I'm forgetting something. The moment had passed, nary a second too late and it was only realized as the heaviness pressing down on the battlefield was relieved. Black nearly slapped his forehead at the way the events had unfolded. Could it be the ditziness of the stolen body negatively affecting the Kai dominant? Had this not been a battle, surely this was a concept to ponder over tea. Perhaps after. The lines of regret quickly deepened as the Saiyan was struck by a wholly unnatural bolt of light, emerging from the canopy with such speed and precision, that it may have come from the very Gods that Black blasphemed. However, the bolt did not smite him - it sent a tsunami of fatigue that nearly floored him. Fuck. He murmured. At that very moment, Nocticula pressed the opportune moment and overtook command of the battle as she rushed forward with deadly intentions. With little experience against the weapon type that struck out at him, Black defended by raising his arms and summoning a sphere of maroon energy to completely eclipse himself. As the first lash landed, the protective bubble erupted in both combatants' faces, but the strikes would continue. Fueled by the Saiyan adrenaline coursing through his veins, Black felt impervious to the damage - for now. It was all catching up. The trickles of blood, the fresh bruises and claw marks that lined his body. Trophies of battle, but also a testament to the endurance of the Saiyan body. With his target still within range, Black kicked the base of his scythe and sent the blunt edge flying up, then attempted to slam it into the center of her chest. A wide arcing chop quickly followed as a distracting strike for the ki building up in the opposite hand. Upon flicking his wrist, the gathering of ki flattened outward to take the shape of a flat disc. A buzzing emitted from the purple ki as Black threw it forward, it intensified as the disc rushed forward and sought to cut down the demon. “Shut up,” the command was short and simple. Breathing in heavily, Black sought to control the feeling of discomfort that invaded his muscles. In the moment, the ground surrounding him cackled as crystals of ice formed in all directions. Black crouched down with the scythe at the ready, like a viper poised to strike out. Free: Midnight Bolt'd, Mortal Flay Block? (Pending roll)I: Cosmic Immortality vs Mortal Flay [50% roll for Poison & a 3/4th (75%) block]II: WA + QA [Gungnir - Lucky Wildcard Energy Stealing 25% / Energy Stealing 10%] III: Perrin's Kienzan [DR6 / -8% / CE: Slice]IV: Anthelion [-9%]Tact: Spiked Potion [+20% ki/ +5% Fatigue heal] Ki Used: 17% Ki Restored: 20%Ki Remaining: 66.6% Prepared Items: Phantom Hourglass, Bento Box (Genetically Modified Sensu Bean, Energy Drink, Spiked Potion), Sunstone Shard, Ki Absorption Device, Stasis Crystal, Heart of Frost, Stun Grenade, Energizer, Light of the HostPrepared Weapon Techs: Healing Blade, Aura Blade, Eclipse Assault, Crushing Blows, Verberation Blade, Inferno Sabre,Cripple, Quick Cut, Sword Grappling [Passive/ No Slot]
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| PL: | 1,357,682 |
| 1,715,904 | Ki: | 678,841 |
| 857,952 | Strength | 142,768 |
| 236,774 | Speed | 174,557 |
| 228,955 | Toughness | 287,415 |
| 425,061 | Stamina | 133,490 |
| 174,310 | Vitality | 115,168 |
| 165,108 | Intelligence | 5,713 |
| 6,227 | Charisma | 10,307 |
| 11,235 | Determination | 10,018 |
| 11,921 |
Notes 25% Damage Reduction Gungnir: 19% Physical Damage / +25% Crit Chance Ki Knuckles: +1 DR to any charged tech Ice Temple Training (+10% to immobilize & -50% chance to be immobilized) Demon Blood Tattoo [+5% Speed/ Toughness] 9/9 Speed Teleports Advanced Weapon Affinity: +1 DR / -1% Ki for weapon techs Ranger Bodyskin: +10% Crit chance with weapons Heavenly Outbreak: +1 DR to Smite CC Utility Pants: +1 Prepared Item Slot Neutral Bonus Active [+5% spd/tou] First Curse Active Psychic Null Active
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Post by Riki on Jul 21, 2023 9:47:11 GMT -5
Once more the whip felt like an extension of her body, caressing him if such a thing meant bone ripping lashings. His defense inflated like his head only to pop harmlessly against her next strike and she thought she would quite like to do that to his head. For now his body would have to do, tenderizing it almost enough to be ready to set on the grill. Almost.
Despite her overbearing attack he recovered, but not with enough ease to catch her unawares. Her hand snapped at his moment, and the whip crashed against his weapon, and by its nature around it, letting her give it a sharp tug to set the weapon off target. She slid in with a quick pivot bringing her back side close to his torso before she jammed the hard solid rod of the whips handle into him. As she did, the whip released, and with another swift snap, she stepped away from him again in an easy spin that sent the weapon crashing down on his neck, dragging back at the tender skin there.
She had momentum now, and as his next attack cut through the air towards her she was already poised to send her weapon in a fast circle in front of her which shielded her easily, the force of the whip's circulation ripping through the ki attack before turning it into nothing.
She had a little distance from him now, and his newest ice field would not touch her until she moved towards him again, which gave her time to fix her stance, spinning the whip at her side to build its speed. It swung once on each side, before she stepped forward, and once more her body heated up with an aura of flames. This time his ice did nothing to her.
Before he could revel in that problem, the whip cracked forward. The momentum was deadly, making the speed exact, but she did not aim for his body now but instead for his beloved weapon. Magical as her own was, it wrapped right around that ki summoning and found it solid and malleable. The saying fast as a whip was suitable here, and she gave a hard yank at his hands burning through the flesh as she yanked back the weapon to potentially send it sailing across the battlefield.
But she was far from done. Another snap and spin of her body and the speedy weapon sought to wrap around Black again, aiming to dig into his body before she once more pulled him towards her, though also down, as if she wanted him to kneel before her. Releasing him she snapped the weapon back and behind her, only this time the tip exploded, splitting into nine blades before she cracked it towards Black with ferocity, each blade trying to slice him into ribbons.
"Out of witty comebacks already?" she asked, not that he had had any from the start.
Free. Flames of Hell: SPD (4%) Spd: 346,072A1.-A2. Updraft vs A2 (2 WA) [INT] A3. Improved Windmill vs A3 Free. Whipmaster’s Stance Free. Shishio vs Anthelion Free. Sonic Whip (4%)A4. Disarm [DR5.5] @ Gungnir {Undodgable/Hard to Block} Tact. Take Down [DR4.5] Spd. ST + Cat o' Nine Tails (7%) [DR6] {Unblockable/Slice} Ki Used: 15% Trans Ki: 0% Total Remaining Ki: 68% DMG: 17.76% INT 10,000 CHA 5,000 DET 10,600 DMG Reduction: 20% Physical DMG: +16% Prepped Items:1. Midnight Bolt: A bolt that always hits it target. When it hits it slowly drains your opponent’s will to fight. The victim of the bolt suffers 5% Stat Drain and then losses 1% of all traits for the next 10 turns. 2. Bento Box: (Senzu, Potion, Potion) 3. Heart Virus 4. Vaccine 5. Ki Buffer 6. Ki Well 7. Stun Grenade 8. Stasis Grenade Prepared Weapon Techs1. Mortal Flay2. Swing 3. Cat o' Nine Tails4. Lasso5. Disarm 6. Improved Windmill 1/2 7. Takedown 2/5 8. Thorn Lash 9. Sonic Whip 1/5 10. Vast Cross 11. Crushing Blows 12. Bludgeon 13. Final Smash Extra ShitAdvanced Weapon’s Affinity Freezing Rune Toxic Rune STs: 7/9 Counters: ? Psychic Null vs Psychic Null!Equipment: Body
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Post by Goku on Jul 23, 2023 21:42:00 GMT -5
Clash of Delusions
| 972697 | Base PL: 1,137,248 Heavenly Outbreak: -1% per post First Curse: -1 Stun (minimum of 1) Midnight Bolt: -1% traits for 9 more actions
| The tide of battle slowly shifted into the demons favor. Perhaps it was fate, a cruel hand forced by the very Gods Black sought to overthrow. Perhaps the Gods had no hand in this turn of events, and it weighed solely on the shoulders, the Kai's own failings.
Each lash of the demonesses whip inflicted burning wounds upon the Saiyan's skin, forcing a look of grimaced pain to cross his features as he bore through it. This weapon type.. he had little in the way of defenses against it besides drawing a quartered block to prevent his most essential of features from being flayed. The painful burning sensation that radiated from the palm of his hand indicated at some point in the shuffle, his scythe had been torn away. Immediately followed by the familiar sensation of the devilish tendril's embrace in a dozen brutal strikes. Each sent the Saiyan body wracking as a defense could not be drawn in time.
He fell to the ground. The once vibrant aura surrounding his form fell flat, like a raging river reduced to a trickle - a shadow of its former self. Black let out a heaving chuckle as his raised up and spat out a glob of blood. Extending his arm outward, Black called the scythe of ki back to his hands.
"Lucifer's children are much stronger here. Most unexpected," the Saiyan said weakly. Black stood tall now and dismissed the scythe, vanquishing it in a tuft of light.
Behind him, the cackling of petty flame ceased as an eerie silence fell over the forest. The background noise fell silent and even Nocticula fell silent as a statue. The world had stopped.
The dormant aura surrounding Black burst alive once more and carried the Saiyan away from the field of battle. It was fortune that shined upon the Kai to allow him to traverse the Forest of Illusion without suffering its negative psychic effects. He would flee from the forest, leaving Nocticula to hoard her treasures and muster her forces - the gloating of defeating a god of creation sure to strengthen the hubris she carried.
Retreat and regroup. Mend your wounds and cut the bitches head another day - these thoughts went through his head as the Forest of Illusion grew ever distant. Free: Take ALLI: Retrieve GungnirII: Time Freeze [-37.5%] III: PF + Flee [Froze / -.3%]IV: PF + Flee [Froze / -.3%]Tact: PF + Flee [Froze / -.3%] Ki Used: 38.4% Ki Restored: -%Ki Remaining: 22.2% Prepared Items: Phantom Hourglass, Bento Box (Genetically Modified Sensu Bean, Energy Drink, Spiked Potion), Sunstone Shard, Ki Absorption Device, Stasis Crystal, Heart of Frost, Stun Grenade, Energizer, Light of the HostPrepared Weapon Techs: Healing Blade, Aura Blade, Eclipse Assault, Crushing Blows, Verberation Blade, Inferno Sabre,Cripple, Quick Cut, Sword Grappling [Passive/ No Slot]
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| Fatigue 60.6% |
| PL: | 1,357,682 |
| 1,715,904 | Ki: | 678,841 |
| 857,952 | Strength | 142,768 |
| 236,774 | Speed | 174,557 |
| 228,955 | Toughness | 287,415 |
| 425,061 | Stamina | 133,490 |
| 174,310 | Vitality | 115,168 |
| 165,108 | Intelligence | 5,713 |
| 6,227 | Charisma | 10,307 |
| 11,235 | Determination | 10,018 |
| 11,921 |
Notes 25% Damage Reduction Gungnir: 19% Physical Damage / +25% Crit Chance Ki Knuckles: +1 DR to any charged tech Ice Temple Training (+10% to immobilize & -50% chance to be immobilized) Demon Blood Tattoo [+5% Speed/ Toughness] 9/9 Speed Teleports Advanced Weapon Affinity: +1 DR / -1% Ki for weapon techs Ranger Bodyskin: +10% Crit chance with weapons Heavenly Outbreak: +1 DR to Smite CC Utility Pants: +1 Prepared Item Slot Neutral Bonus Active [+5% spd/tou] First Curse Active Psychic Null Active
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Post by Riki on Jul 28, 2023 10:04:23 GMT -5
Nocticula had been preparing for her next assault. Black was on the ground, waiting to be gripped up by her once more, and then, in a blink, he wasn’t.
The succubus frowned at this development, not immediately letting her guard down as she searched the nearby area with her senses in case he might be preparing some type of sneak attack. Had she pushed him to such tactics already? Worse still, had she pushed him into running away?
”Monkey?” she called into the forest, but the words merely caught against the trees to no response.
”How anticlimactic,” she said once she was sure she was gone, relaxing her body as her whip coiled naturally around her arm once more. She batted her tails, and gave a flap of her wings to show her irritation, before letting out a soft whistle. Immediately, her hoards of servants returned to her side.
”Back to work~” she said, walking back towards her budding castle. She paused only once more, looking over her shoulder as if Black might see her.
”Sleep little monkey. Be humbled.”
She had learned a couple things from the fight herself, but otherwise it had gone mostly to plan. If a stronger more prepared opponent had come however…
She hummed to herself, not to be troubled by it right that moment.
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