Nappa
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Organization: Saiyan Empire
Race: Saiyan
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Post by Nappa on Feb 6, 2024 0:06:51 GMT -5
| Hey... You're Not-- Nappa Training Amplifier, Champion II, Zenkai |
As he walked along one of the narrow alleys connecting various roads of the shopping district, Nappa stared dejectedly at his feet. One foot in front of the other was the only way he was going to get through this slog of a trip to Cactaylisma. Everything about it was terrible. The fact he had to come in the first place was awful - still being a Third Class Warrior at his age, his pay didn’t come close to reflecting what he actually needed to be able to accommodate his regular travel across the cosmos. Despite that fact, he’d been told that the only way for him to rank up in the Empire was to go back to doing the grunt work of cleaning up planets for sale, something he hadn’t done in over a decade. Some clerical error had completely wiped his years of work from the record.
As a result, the only way he could sustain himself in the meanwhile was to try and purchase things that he needed through the Black Market and save himself some money. It was embarrassing, because even in that aspect he had to somewhat start on square one, doing busywork for the pirates of the Star Wolves in order to earn the opportunity to buy things that ‘fell off the truck.’ He saw the flash of a glass bottle nearing him and angrily kicked it, sending the object so far that it ejected the alley entirely and flew over the heads of many people walking along the main road he was headed to.
He didn’t even blink.
The planet itself was horrid; it only experienced night ‘once every few years’ as natives loved to chirp off at him when they found out he was a tourist. He’d heard the supposed fun fact so many times it was a genuine effort to not strangle whoever cheerily informed him of that fact. He’d - somehow - noticed that it never grew dark. His circadian rhythm was taking an intense pounding from this, as he was essentially just only going to sleep when he felt ready to drop, a self-explanatorily unhealthy way to deal with sleep on a long-term cycle. It left him feeling grumpy and scatterbrained through much of the time he was awake.
He was actually in such a state of grungy exhaustion that for a moment, he thought he was seeing things when he got close enough to make out individual features of the people on the walkway in front of him. However, the longer he stared, the more he couldn’t deny what he was looking at: everything from the mussy, low-class Saiyan hair, to the broad shoulders. The man’s back was to him, but Nappa had interacted with Goku enough while on Planet Vegeta to be able to recognize him.
His Ki signature was quite different - darker - but that set off no alarm bells for the bald Saiyan. Who wouldn’t end up in a bad mood on such a depressing planet? He started to open his mouth and call out to his new friend, but stopped at the last second. Perhaps this was a good moment to test out the reflexes of the Earthborn Saiyan. This was a fairly crowded location, being right in the heart of a strip of businesses, but he could trust Goku to want to take the spar somewhere with less civilians once he recognized him.
Attacking here, though... now... it would provide a perfect opportunity to test how his new friend had grown with reflexes and power. The thought of sneaking up on Goku actually briefly took Nappa out of the funk he’d been stuck in for... days? Weeks? Time was so difficult on Cactaylisma. He shook his head, knocking loose the thought before his mood tanked again. He continued to approach at the same pace, forcing his body to not act differently as his anticipation grew. Once he exited the alleyway was when he chose to strike.
The Saiyan jumped as quickly as he could, closing the gap between the mouth of the alley and where on the walkway Goku stood. The target was the Saiyan’s wide, muscular back, planning to try to hit him with dozens of punches before even getting any kind of reaction. The moment his foot touched the hard ground again, his fists began to move as a blur, so fast that it looked to the civilians running errands that Nappa had grown extra arms in which to punch the unsuspecting ‘mark.’ For a moment, Nappa was surprised by the reaction of the people around him: they barely even glanced at the two before averting their gaze and just trudging onward as though nothing was happening.
Right. Of course.
The Lismians kept a wide berth as they walked around the Saiyans, fully unaffected by the display. They may have already seen someone suddenly attacked for no reason by a potential robber earlier in the same day. This was just part of their regular life. The thought was so distracting that only a few moments later, Nappa slowly lowered his fists, feeling uncomfortable. He really hated this place. It even killed his motivation to have a friendly fight with a friend.
Something clicked in his mind when he glanced back at Goku, and he spoke without thinking. “Hey, man... wait - where’s your dragon at? Are you hiding him?”
Actions:
Free) Crushing Stance
Sneak) Lost - Double Scouter
Free) Hassuken [3% Ki]
1) 8 Quick Attacks [Crit: Crush]
2) 8 Quick Attacks [Crit: Crush]
3) 8 Quick Attacks [Crit: Crush]
4) Lost - Icicle Gloves
Scouter) Lost - First Post
Ki Used: 3%
Ki Remaining: 97%
Damage Taken: 0%
Attacks Taken Since Last Damage Report:
N/a
Notes:
- We Are Going off Our Update 1/29/24 - 2/4/24
- +3% Physical Attack Damage[Leather Gloves]
- 7/7 Speed Teleports Remaining
- 0/0 Counters Remaining
- 14% Damage Reduction [Full Body Saiyan Armor]
- Aura Armor
- 1/1 Instant Transmission Remaining
- Ki Mastery 3
Prepared Items:
- Sunstone Shard
- Snowglobe
- ...
- Beep
- Bop
- Boop
- Thats
- All
- Folks
Stats:
Power Level: 456,137
Ki: 228,068
Strength: 58,949
Speed: 75,582
Toughness: 60,144
Stamina: 56,411
Vitality: 52,535
Determination: 1,913
Charisma: 6,012
Intelligence: 1,953 |
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Post by Turles on Feb 6, 2024 3:12:57 GMT -5
| Saiyan Privateer I Hate it here too... 15,835 zeni | Combat Rune | Zenkai |
Having just come from the freedom of the Black Market, Turles was actually enjoying himself for the first time in a long while. All it had taken to take the load of his mind was a simple stroll through the paradise of freedom that was the market. All that he needed now was a good fight to get his blood pumping and he would consider the day to be an unmitigated success. Imagine his surprise, therefore, that barely had the thought crossed his mind that it suddenly filled with images of an attack. Turles chuckled to himself as he walked, assuming that his mind was playing tricks on him because there was no way his luck was that good. Then came the impact against his back. The strikes came quickly and precisely, hammering at his tight muscles like a nice oriental lady at a massage parlour.
The Saiyan privateer trusted his instincts then, and let the hammering of fists push him forward out of their range before spinning to deliver a kick towards where the neck would be on an average sized person. The spinning kick moved so quickly that the edge of his boot would cut like a razor but unfortunately the hulking brute who had attacked him wasn’t average sized as so the attack was directed more towards his upper arm and would have nowhere near the same effect.
The attacks continued unabated and now that he understood that it wasn’t a nice old oriental lady who wanted to help him relax, Turles had a specific desire to not be struck by the meaty hocks of flesh attached to the arms of the bald man with the magnificent moustache. He sprang into the air, attempting to kick off the brute’s collarbone to propel himself out of the way. As soon as he hit the ground following the maneuver, Turles sprang into action with a brutal strike of his own aimed right at the point of the chin of his new foe. Nimble as a cat, he sprang backwards again, firing two beam balls at centre mass as he went.
Turles fixed the interloper with a baleful glare.
“Dragon? I’ll not be stymied by talk of mythical beasts,” Turles said abruptly, absentmindedly rubbing his back where the man had hit him, “since you aren’t from around here, I must assume that one of the hold outs put you up to this. Which was it?”
As he continued to make his irritation silently known, something about the man struck him as familiar. The bone structure, the tail and finally the general attitude of the man reminded Turles of his fellow slaves. This man was a Saiyan, but except for the fine moustache that his brethren was sporting, the man was completely bald. A Saiyan with alopecia perhaps? Truly a horrific outcome for a race whose key characteristic was the head fuzz that was a throwback to their simian heritage.
Lismians barely spared the duo a glance as they moved along the catwalk and went about their days. It was pretty hard to shock this population, as Turles had discovered during the more unsavoury parts of his time on the planet. The womenfolk were especially resilient to his brand of trauma. It was hardly surprising, therefore, that they didn’t super care about this brawl. As Turles looked down off the walkway into the crowded street, he could see at least two other fights in the vicinity of this place alone.
“Night only happens here once every few years,” said Turles, looking back to his foe. He stepped forward and aimed a punch at the brute’s jaw before stepping back out of punching range and continuing conversing as if nothing had happened, “which can be of relevance if you know how to use such things to your advantage.”
Though out of punching range, Turles had much longer legs than he did arms. It was legs that he used for his next trick. He raised his foot to deliver a swift teep kick straight at the centre of the brute’s chest before jumping into the air in a manner that would place him between the sun and his foe. He hung in the air for what seemed like an eternity, drawing in energy from the sun to form an attack between splayed hands.
“Solar Flare!” he yelled, releasing the attack right as he began to fall. The retina-scorching wave of solar energy impacted against the area all around where the Saiyan was standing, finally getting a reaction out of the denizens of the area. Most brawls on this planet came equipped with gunshots, not explosions. Folks generally didn’t use grenades in shoot outs on the street.
Turles raised his hand as he fell towards the smouldering walkway. Shortly before he landed, a tiny ball of energy appeared between two fingers and when he landed with feline grace on the walkway, Turles swept his hand in a wide arc from above his head to beside his waist. The Saiyan’s scouter would pick up a peak in energy, but was he clever enough and fast enough to do anything about it? As the invisible cutting beam rocketed towards the brute’s torso, Turles would find out.
Word Count: 870 Notes
Ki: 89% [1: -11%]
HP: 100%
-1% Ki Cost [Evil Techniques]
-1 Action, First Post
[2] Counters
Attacks Taken:
8 x QA Action List
Free) Crush Stance, Take A1
A1) Dodge A2 [Telepathy]
Free) Mastered Razor Swipe [Retaliation] [DR3.5] [-2% Ki] [CE: Slice]
A2) Counter A3 with Brave Punisher [2 x SA | 2 x DR1] [-1% Ki]
A3) Power Punch [SA]
A4) Teep Kick [SA]
CE) Charge [-1% Ki]
AS1) Solar Flare [DR1] [-4% Ki] [2 Action Stun | 2 Action Blind] [CE: Blind]
AS2) Daichiretsuzan [DR5.5] [-3% Ki] [CE: Slice]
Stats
[Current][Max][Fatigue]
Power Level: 510,793 | 681,057 | 506,579
Ki: 255,397 | 340,529
Strength: 62,351 | 83,135
Speed: 77,835 | 103,780
Toughness: 71,629 | 95,505
Stamina: 59,793 | 79,724 | 5,619
Vitality: 62,374 | 83,165 | xxx,xxx Prepped Equipment 1. Poltergeist
2. Pengling
3. Moonflower Tech/Item Usage Mask of 1000 Horrors Immobilise
Deflect
Kiai
Solar Flare
Hokaku Kon Dan
Daichiretsuzan
Dragon Dive
Planet Cracker
Dark Kamehameha
Death Ball
Barrier
Opal Electricity
Zanzoken
Double Zanzoken
Shiyoken
Imprisonment Volleyball
Punishing Rush
Brave Punisher
Instant Transmission
Shishio
Telepathy
Telekinesis
Retaliation [2 Free Fundamental/Physical Combo following dodge or block]
Sudden Strike [+2 Counters]
Composure
Pressure Points
Second Wave
Empowerment
Reserves
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Nappa
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Organization: Saiyan Empire
Race: Saiyan
Status: Contact Me
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Post by Nappa on Feb 6, 2024 22:36:26 GMT -5
| No, Wait -- In The Sense That... Nappa Training Amplifier, Champion II, Zenkai |
Before Goku had even made contact with his body, Nappa’s muscles had hardened defensively, and a thing shield created by his aura had covered him from head to toe. Not that he needed to bother. Nappa found himself staring in frank confusion as Goku flipped into the air, jumping nearly ten feet straight up only to place his foot on Nappa’s shoulder and backflip away.
Fancy.
Neither Saiyan commented on the move, or what it was supposed to do. The Earthen Saiyan simply rushed back forward, throwing a powerful punch at Nappa’s jaw. He let his face roll when his friend’s fist made contact so as the lessen the impact, but he could immediately tell that his opponent had grown much stronger since the last time he’d seen him. It would make for a much more--
While he was still ruminating on Goku’s newfound power, the Saiyan continued to press the assault, this time firing two quick energy blasts at Nappa’s barrel chest. They had hit with the kind of smarting one would receive from a couple open-palm slaps. It was a little rude, but he wasn’t going to pick a fight over that; after all, Nappa was the one who’d run up out of nowhere and started throwing punches in the middle of a busy bazaar.
That was when Goku opened his mouth, and Nappa suddenly realized he’d made a grave tactical error. “Dragon?” Goku’s doppelganger continued speaking, but the words didn’t reach him for several moments, too busy staring at the man’s face. The closer he looked, the more he could tell minor differences - this man appeared older... meaner, and his skin was a bit paler. He rubbed his back as he spoke, seemingly irritated by the distraction.
He knew that Saiyans could sometimes have similar looks, but never had Nappa seen such a twin effect as he was looking at now. He was so disturbed that he almost ran into the crowd, hoping to get lost in the slog of consumerism. The-- well, the stranger glanced around at the people walking, as though he also was taking in how little the locals cared about two Saiyans brawling around them. When he turned back to face Nappa, it was as though his worst nightmare was simply plucked out of his mind and brought to life, as he looked into the face of his new friend and heard, “Night only happens here once very few years.”
The words left him so shell shocked he didn’t even move, letting the punch fully connect. Was he hallucinating from lack of sleep? When was the last time he’d laid down? It was so difficult to tell without tracking minutes and hours - it always looked like afternoon. Nappa tried to not start heaving as the anger slowly seeped in. He was a man who’d grown to love his rest, and he’d grown unreasonably angry and physical without it.
“...such things to your advantage.”
The matter-of-fact tone, the upbeat look in his eyes, and the rush of blood to his cheeks as he spoke - why did anyone care so much about a planet where night never fell? It was inhumane! “Oh, fuc--!” As Nappa began talking, the Goku-Clone landed a powerful kick to the bald Saiyan’s center-of-mass, forcing him to take a couple steps back, wheezing.
Even before he’d caught his breath, Nappa attempted to lift his gaze back up to track his opponent. This turned out to be the worst move he could have made.
“Solar Flare!”
Nappa’s eyes burned. He blinked, but all he could see was white. He’d experienced a Solar Flare before, but it was so shockingly disruptive that every time felt like it was brand new. Also, as tears flowed down his face, he could swear that this was even brighter than he’d experienced before - he could feel pain coming from his corneas somehow, as though perhaps it had permanently damaged his sight. Had this Saiyan supercharged Master Roshi’s old technique somehow, and found a way to make it actually damaging?
Frantically, he began waving his hands in defense and coughing as he tried to step backwards. He’d lost his balance in his nervousness and collapsed, hitting the concrete with a bang that left a small crack in the pathway. As he’d fallen, he felt something hit his hands and fly off, but was completely unsure what it was. His enemy? A Ki attack? A random passerby who’d been sent flying? It didn’t help that the Lismians were nearly half his height - he genuinely could have swatted one of them like a fly if he’d been clumsy enough.
Nappa kept blinking, hoping against hope he would get some sight again, and try to figure out what was going on. He couldn’t, though, so as shadows and multicolored spheres of light began to dot his vision in alternating moments, Nappa shouted in the general direction. “Who are you?!”
Actions:
1) Stunned
2) Stunned
3) Body Shield [5% Ki] [BLIND]
Free) Take Retaliation [-100% Phys DMG] [BLIND]
Free) Take A2 [-50% Phys DMG] [BLIND]
Free) Take A3 [-25% Phys DMG] [BLIND]
Free) Take A4 [BLIND]
Free) Aura Armor vs AS1 [-0.5 DR]
Free) Take AS1 [BLIND]
4) Deflect AS2 [BLIND]
Ki Used: 11%
Ki Remaining: 89%
Damage Taken: 0%
Attacks Taken Since Last Damage Report:
Brave Punisher [-50% Physical Damage]
1 SA [-25% Physical Damage]
1 SA
Solar Flare [DR 0.5]
Notes:
- We Are Going off Our Update 1/29/24 - 2/4/24
- +3% Physical Attack Damage[Leather Gloves]
- 7/7 Speed Teleports Remaining
- 0/0 Counters Remaining
- 14% Damage Reduction [Full Body Saiyan Armor]
- Aura Armor
- 1/1 Instant Transmission Remaining
- Ki Mastery 3
Prepared Items:
- Sunstone Shard
- Snowglobe
- ...
- Beep
- Bop
- Boop
- Thats
- All
- Folks
Stats:
Power Level: 456,137
Ki: 228,068
Strength: 58,949
Speed: 75,582
Toughness: 60,144
Stamina: 56,411
Vitality: 52,535
Determination: 1,913
Charisma: 6,012
Intelligence: 1,953 |
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Post by Turles on Feb 7, 2024 2:30:52 GMT -5
| Saiyan Privateer I Hate it here too... 15,835 zeni | Combat Rune | Zenkai |
Turles watched to ascertain the effectiveness of his attack and was disappointed to note that the Saiyan's blind swipe was successful in directing the attack away into a nearby building. The attention of the passers by was now firmly fixed upon the combatants and the two Saiyans plus the walkway they were standing on were being given a particularly wide berth. The Keliouxian technology and construction materials that were used in much of the built up areas around the planet were very strong, but the architects and smiths designing the place could never have foreseen the sort of stresses that would be put on their products this day. While the deflected energy swipe had not destroyed the building outright, there was a considerable scar in the façade and many of the windows had been blown out by the concussion of the blast.
"Turles", he said simply before crossing his arms in front of his face and diving headlong at the brute of a Saiyan. It was not an attack with any sort of finesse, but such was the size of his opponent that Turles didn't feel the need for any sort of grace. As soon as the attack culminated, Turles moved his arms slightly, exposing glowing irises that erupted with ki energy towards the Saiyan's face at point black range as soon as they were exposed. "And you are?"
Turles waited for the Saiyan to begin speaking in response, but as soon as he began talking or making any sort of move that suggested he wasn't going to answer, a fist coated in glowing ki energy would be ready. Their current proximity allowed Turles to prepare it behind his back out of view, but as soon as he was ready he would swing a flexed arm into a brutal uppercut whose aim was to lift the Saiyan into the air briefly. Following up the attack, using the space that said attack aimed to create, Turles moved into a spinning kick that was delivered with such speed that the edges of his boot became a bladed weapon and threated to penetrate the skin of his opponent. Not done imposing his physical will upon the Saiyan just yet, Turles stepped into another teep kick, aiming to strike the centre of the brute's chest with a single booted foot. Engaging his core to ensure that he remained balanced in spite of the fact that he was standing on one leg, Turles pivoted his hips to shift his profile to side on. As he did so, he flexed his leg out of the straight kick before snapping a booted toe straight at the Saiyan's chin.
And just like that, Turles was gone. Air whooshed along after him, whipping along the street with the force of a hurricane in his wake. Ki engulfed his form as Turles pushed the limits of his speed before swooping down again towards his foe. As he descended closer to his foe, Turles engaged all of his muscles to lock his form as straight as an arrow before the inevitable impact. When it came, it would be the top of his head slamming into his opponent's gut. With any luck, the large bald man would throw up anything that had passed through his mouth in the last little while.
When all was said and done, Turles landed on the walkway once more, his fighting posture ready and his gaze directed intently at his opponent to see if the effects of his solar flare had actually worn off yet.
Word Count: 587 Notes
Ki: 74.5% [1: -11% | 2: 14.5%]
HP: 100%
-1% Ki Cost [Evil Techniques]
-1 Action, First Post
[2] Counters
Attacks Taken:
8 x QA Action List
Free) Crush Stance
A1) Mastered Hammerhead + Second Wave + Eye Beam [DR3.5 | DR 1] [-2.5% Ki] [CE: Slice]
A2) Serafin Punch + Second Wave + Mastered Razor Swipe [DR2.5 | DR3.5] [-6% Ki] [CE: Slice]
A3) Teep Kick [SA]
A4) Kick Jab [SA]
CR) Dragon Dive [DR6] [-6% Ki] Stats
[Current][Max][Fatigue]
Power Level: 510,793 | 681,057 | 501,024
Ki: 255,397 | 340,529
Strength: 62,351 | 83,135
Speed: 77,835 | 103,780
Toughness: 71,629 | 95,505
Stamina: 59,793 | 79,724 | 13,025
Vitality: 62,374 | 83,165 | xxx,xxx Prepped Equipment 1. Poltergeist
2. Pengling
3. Moonflower Tech/Item Usage Mask of 1000 Horrors Immobilise
Deflect
Kiai
Solar Flare
Hokaku Kon Dan
Daichiretsuzan
Dragon Dive
Planet Cracker
Dark Kamehameha
Death Ball
Barrier
Opal Electricity
Zanzoken
Double Zanzoken
Shiyoken
Imprisonment Volleyball
Punishing Rush
Brave Punisher
Instant Transmission
Shishio
Telepathy
Telekinesis
Retaliation [2 Free Fundamental/Physical Combo following dodge or block]
Sudden Strike [+2 Counters]
Composure
Pressure Points
Second Wave
Empowerment
Reserves
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Nappa
Veteran Member
Posts: 494
Organization: Saiyan Empire
Race: Saiyan
Status: Contact Me
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Post by Nappa on Feb 7, 2024 20:34:32 GMT -5
| This Is How You Ram Someone... Nappa Training Amplifier, Champion II, Zenkai |
Through the wall of white, sound was Nappa’s saving grace. It was really all he had. The sounds of footwork had shifted, as though finally the Lismians had decided to pay attention to the fight - though it still sounded less like they were running and more like they were just walking briskly away from collateral damage. The sound of the stranger’s voice met him, only saying a few curt words. His name was Turles.
The sound of wind whistling as though from a bullet cut through the air the moment ‘Turles’ finished speaking. Nappa immediately knew that the Saiyan was sending more Ki attacks at him, trying to take advantage of his blindness. He once more began to wave wildly in defense, swiping in all directions to block whatever could be coming his way. However, it turned out hs miscalculated, and the feeling of a sack of bricks slammed into his gut. The bald Saiyan doubled over in pain. Had he been... headbutted?
He’d done his share of headbutting people in the past but couldn’t recall a time anyone had done it to him. His specifically thick, bald dome made that technique uniquely suited to him, he thought - but his opponent’s head was plenty sturdy enough in theory. It hadn’t hurt for some reason, but he couldn’t deny the wind was still knocked out of his body by the pressure. “And you are?” he asked, as though he hadn’t just knocked the wind out of Nappa.
Turles... he tried to wrack his brain to recall if he’d heard tell of any Turles through the Empire. Perhaps knowing something about his opponent could help. Had he ever heard anyone talk about this man before? Nothing was coming to mind. Perhaps he wasn’t a part of the Empire... a rogue Saiyan, wandering the pirate world without aid? He felt a double prick on the sides of his face, hot and sharp but not incredibly painful. Nappa briefly wondered if he’d been pinched, but that didn’t make sense. Whatever it was, it had hurt, and he wasn’t a fan.
He tried to open his mouth and say his name, but the burning cheeks made moving his mouth hurt a little bit more than he liked for the moment, so Nappa stayed silent and rubbed the lower half of his face roughly. He straightened up after a second, and more sounds followed. The sound of his Scouter beeping ridiculously, informing him of... something... coming. There wasn’t much he could do to prepare for it, since he didn’t hear any grunts or energy charging, but his best guess was that Turles must have been powering up for a physical strike.
Nappa quickly jumped backwards, expecting to avoid some kind of center-of-mass hit; instead, he was sent even higher into the air because the man had been planning an uppercut. At this point, he was starting to get embarrassed for how unintuitive his battle tactics were. If this had been a fight with the Earthborn Saiyan, he’d have been getting mocked for being so bad at predicting his opponent’s movements. It was easy to blame his lack of sleep or knowledge about his opponent, but Saiyans were meant to be fighting machines under any condition, even going in completely blind.
Especially going in completely blind.
He needed to center himself. As long as this was a pretty standard-fare Saiyan - and thus far, Turles had shown him nothing else of the sort - he would be perfectly fine with a random fight in the streets and simply treat it as a way to enjoy himself. It meant that Nappa could let go of his confusion about Turles’ identity, his negativity about the planet, and his worries about collateral damage. He sunk into himself, still feeling the pain as his opponent continued to pummel him.
His arm felt like it had been sliced, and Nappa definitely knew he’d been kicked in the chest after that - he could feel his boots slide back as they struggled to grip the asphalt. Despite all this, he wasn’t distracted from his meditation. If anything, the continued physical assault only helped, by retraining his mind to just focus on the fighting and ignoring everything else going on around him. The outside influences didn’t matter - he just wanted to punch somebody.
He felt Turles connect with his chin, and as his head twisted, the inadvertent neck crack was exactly what he needed to fully lock into the battle. It allowed his mind to shift in just the right way, and suddenly all his stressors slipped away, leaving only a mildly sore body and a focused spirit. More sounds. He didn’t even consider opening his eyes, this was so loud - he could hear a rippling, storming wind, like the beginnings of a tornado. This clearly was no energy attack - something pushing the air this harshly (and nearly leaving a sonic boom in its wake) could only be Turles himself, pushing tons of pounds of air pressure apart as he ripped through the air.
Was he going for another headbutt? Nappa didn’t put much thought into it - whatever his plan was, it definitely involved hitting him, and he didn’t plan on getting hit. He shifted his left foot behind him and used his new position to easily turn his body to the left, leaving an opening where he had been before as though he were a door swinging open. Nappa even - to be safe - took a quick step backwards after that, and as he did, he felt the rush of wind in front of his face as he avoided Turles’ body by mere centimeters. The wind had kicked up to nearly his full height, so his only guess was that Turles had been running to fully sidelong tackle the bald Saiyan, but nevertheless, it had failed.
He opened his eyes. They still faintly throbbed, but he was starting to make out colors other than white. His vision was returning. He turned to the left to see Turles landing gracefully on the walkway, staring him down with cold eyes. He waited a moment, letting his vision continue to refocus itself, and spoke into the silence. “My name is Nappa,” he said, clenching and unclenching his muscles to get blood flowing through his body.
“Your face is gray and tired, but you look like someone I know.” After that matter-of-fact statement, he charged at the Saiyan, Ki beginning to flow through him with every pulse of his heart. As he got within striking distance, Nappa did a quick hop, widening his stance to something like a sumo wrestler. The widened stance provided him with stability and lowered him to more easily meet Turles’ natural Saiyan height.
He bent his head forward and began sending a rush of punches towards the Saiyan’s abdomen, charging his Ki into his fists with every swing. It felt strange. Typically when he charged Ki into his fist for a punch, it was a single massive attack, and turning it into this kind of back to back flurry took lots of concentration to continually pump Ki down his arms. Eventually, though, he couldn’t keep up the effort, but he didn’t want to lose the momentum he may have finally gained, so he took another step closer.
Nappa lurched his neck back briefly, before trying to ram his bald head exactly where his fists had been moments before. The Saiyan leapt backwards the moment he righted his skull, and made one last comment as he caught his breath. “That's how you... bang someone with your head.”
Actions:
1) Body Shield [5% Ki] [STILL BLIND]
Free) Take A1 [-100% Phys DMG] [BLIND]
Free) Take SW1 [BLIND]
Free) Take A2 [-50% Phys DMG] [...]
Free) Aura Armor vs SW2 [-0.5 DR] [...]
Free) Take SW2 [-25% Phys DMG] [...]
Free) Body Shield Ends [...]
Free) Take A3 [...]
Free) Take A4 [...]
2) Dodge vs Crush [...]
Free) Shishio Dragon Dive
Free) Blind Crit Ends
3) Infinite Energy Punch [DR 6] [13% Ki]
4) Hammerhead [DR 3.5] [0.5% Ki]
Ki Used: 32%
Ki Remaining: 68%
Damage Taken: 0%
Attacks Taken Since Last Damage Report:
Brave Punisher [-50% Physical Damage]
1 SA [-25% Physical Damage]
3 SA
Solar Flare [DR 0.5]
Eye Beam [DR 1]
Seraphin Punch [-50% Physical Damage]
Razor Swipe [-25% Physical Damage] [DR 3]
Notes:
- We Are Going off Our Update 1/29/24 - 2/4/24
- +3% Physical Attack Damage[Leather Gloves]
- 7/7 Speed Teleports Remaining
- 1/1 Counters Remaining
- 14% Damage Reduction [Full Body Saiyan Armor]
- Aura Armor
- 1/1 Instant Transmission Remaining
- Ki Mastery 3
Prepared Items:
- Sunstone Shard
- Snowglobe
- ...
- Beep
- Bop
- Boop
- Thats
- All
- Folks
Stats:
Power Level: 456,137
Ki: 228,068
Strength: 58,949
Speed: 75,582
Toughness: 60,144
Stamina: 56,411
Vitality: 52,535
Determination: 1,913
Charisma: 6,012
Intelligence: 1,953 |
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Post by Turles on Feb 8, 2024 6:10:46 GMT -5
| Saiyan Privateer DID WE JUST BECOME BEST FRIENDS??? 15,835 zeni | Combat Rune | Zenkai |
The Saiyan introduced himself as Nappa, a name that Turles filed away to consider at a later date. He didn't want to get distracted by trying to figure out if he knew the brute from somewhere. Perhaps if he seemed like he was in a sharing mood after Turles beat the stuffing out of him, the Saiyan Privateer would ask Nappa if he had ever been a slave under Lord Freon. The brute went on to say that Turles looked like someone he knew. Were it not for the back that they were both the same race, Turles would have sworn that Nappa was being racist. Nappa waddled forward looking like some sort of overweight wrestler had an extremely jacked baby with a crab and began firing punch after punch at his midsection. Finding himself barely able to keep up with the moment, Turles had to rely heavily on his twitch muscles in the hope that they were up to the task of blocking the avalanche of Saiyan flesh that was beating down upon him like a priest at a Sunday school. He could feel the energy building up in his arms, threatening to overwhelm his ability to respond until finally the attack was done. Shortly thereafter, the bald head of the surprisingly agile brute descended upon him, sliding through his guard and into his previous unharmed stomach. Turles tensed, feeling the hard impact against his abs travel through his body into his diaphragm and threaten to drive the wind from his lungs.
Turles could only raise his eyebrows in unvoiced derision at the sore excuse for a boast that erupted from the brute's mouth after his successful strike. The brute appeared to ready himself for the inevitable counterattack, which would of course be beginning promptly. Like wave crashing against the shore, the ebb and flow of this battle once more leaned in Turles' favour as he dashed forwards and leapt into the air with a flourish. Spinning once in midair, he used the momentum from the spin to drive the hardened edge of his boot towards the brute's big mouth in the hope that he could split that cheek open like the sad clown that Nappa was.
Not even close to done, Turles threw both hands out to the side drew upon his ki to create several threads of energy. As he thrust his hands towards his foe, the threads became a ball that would encase him in dangerous energy if he was not careful. Turles went to work on the ball now, working under the assumption that Nappa was trapped and wailing inside like a forgotten child at a boarding school on Christmas. He kicked the ball high into the air, murmurs of approval rippling through the respectfully distant crowd. Pushing the limits of his ability to move, Turles disappeared from the crowd's perception to the sounds of their surprised oohs. Turles slowed down against as it got to the ball and pivoted to bicycle kick it back towards the ground. He followed quickly in its path, not allowing it to get too far away from him before he punched it into the air in preparation for the grand finale. Making a fist with both hands, Turles swung them like an axe to spike the ball into the ground in the cleared area below. The subsequent explosion seemed to persuade the crowd to take several more steps back, lest they get caught in the crossfire. Landing beside the dust cloud, Turles sought out Nappa with his scouter before springing into the cloud to deliver a stinging blow with his head towards the bridge of the brute's nose.
"I have this pet," said Turles conversationally, "he doesn't like Saiyans very much. I think I'll introduce the two of you now."
With a whistle, Turles summoned the pengling that he had domesticated following the viral hysteria on Frieza. The woman had hit the parent and missed the offspring. Turles was about to finish the job when the creature attacked him. There was something about its attitude that he liked and so he took it with him to domesticate it. It still didn't like Saiyans, but it respected him enough to do what he said. As it waddled over to him, Turles seized it by the back of the head and hurled it straight at the centre of Nappa's face. With any luck, it'd get a few good pecks in that would cause the temporary blindness from the solar flare to manifest once more.
Word Count: 753 Notes
Ki: 65% [1: -11% | 2: -14.5% | 3: -9.5%]
HP: 100%
-1% Ki Cost [Evil Techniques]
-1 Action, First Post
[2] Counters
Attacks Taken:
8 x QA, 1 x DR3.5, 1 x Blocked DR6 Action List
A1) Block vs Infinite Energy Punch
Free) Take Hammerhead
Free) Retaliation Mastered Razor Swipe [DR3.5] [-2% Ki] [CE: Slice]
A2, 3) Imprisonment Volleyball [4 x SA | 1 x 50% DR5] [-7% Ki]
4) Mastered Hammerhead [DR3.5] [-0.5% Ki]
Cr) Pengling [DR2] [1 Action Blind]
Stats
[Current][Max][Fatigue]
Power Level: 510,793 | 681,057 | 497,385
Ki: 255,397 | 340,529
Strength: 62,351 | 83,135
Speed: 77,835 | 103,780
Toughness: 71,629 | 95,505
Stamina: 59,793 | 79,724 | 17,878
Vitality: 62,374 | 83,165 | xxx,xxx Prepped Equipment 1. Poltergeist
2. Pengling
3. Moonflower Tech/Item Usage Mask of 1000 Horrors Immobilise
Deflect
Kiai
Solar Flare
Hokaku Kon Dan
Daichiretsuzan
Dragon Dive
Planet Cracker
Dark Kamehameha
Death Ball
Barrier
Opal Electricity
Zanzoken
Double Zanzoken
Shiyoken
Imprisonment Volleyball
Punishing Rush
Brave Punisher
Instant Transmission
Shishio
Telepathy
Telekinesis
Retaliation [2 Free Fundamental/Physical Combo following dodge or block]
Sudden Strike [+2 Counters]
Composure
Pressure Points
Second Wave
Empowerment
Reserves
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Post by Puar on Feb 8, 2024 20:40:13 GMT -5
Turles Damage Projection: 14.17% dmg A chunk of that came from the blocked Infinity Punch. Both RPs (the punching and the blocking) were standard and didn't warrant any extras on either side. Nappa Damage Projection: 8.11% dmg Bodyshield does not effect rushes, so I moved the bodyshield effectiveness down to cover the other attacks as they should. RP Award Winner: Nappa . You both are good dance partners. I mean this in a way that it doesn't feel too one-sided when I read the writing as a whole. You both are dancing around each others writing decently, I am just liking Nappa's dance moves a bit more right now. Additional Notes: I did my Rp Award strictly off of RP and no mechanical issues impacted it. I do have to point out a few mechanical issues that were present throughout. Most were just oversights because the site changes a million times without having a proper page to discuss changes (or having changes contradict each other and be all over the place). Below is a list of things: Turles: You get your Second Wave uses back and +2% ki. You cannot pair Second Wave with physical or hybrid fundamentals because they are strictly for pure energy attacks only. Retaliation also only works on action blocks and dodges and not free action defenses or takes, so that last retaliation didn't happen and you still have 1 more. Nappa: I already stated earlier that bodyshield / barrier will not work with rushes. I already moved the shield uses to the proper attacks so you are good on that front. One thing that bothered me was listing your actions as blind before solar flare actually happened. When you have to defend before a negative ailment is effecting you, you don't have that ailment until after the attack hits you. Keep that in mind. I'm not perfect, and may have missed some stuff but w/e. Just ask me I'll see about it. ezpz. Continue. |
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Nappa
Veteran Member
Posts: 494
Organization: Saiyan Empire
Race: Saiyan
Status: Contact Me
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Post by Nappa on Feb 11, 2024 16:11:23 GMT -5
| Sorry I Got Slow Nappa Training Amplifier, Champion II, Zenkai |
Turles only raised his eyebrows in response to Nappa’s comment, which made the Saiyan feel momentarily embarrassed. He’d had a history in high stress situations of saying moronic things, and thought he’d kicked the habit. Running his comment back in his mind, though - perhaps he would need to take a public speaking class and get professionally taught how to talk under pressure.
After shrugging off the comment, he rushed forward, jumping into the air. Nappa recognized the move, as it was one that the Saiyan had done mere moments before - he actually was a little bit surprised to see Turles using such a similar attack back to back in that manner - thus far, he had shown a decent variety of fighting techniques and styles. Still, he didn’t look a gift horse in the mouth; the bald Saiyan angled his body in a way to avoid the boot as it approached with little effort on his part.
The ashen-faced Saiyan hit the ground and turned, holding his hands out in a strange position, almost as though he were going to begin knitting (or crocheting, if that was his thing).
It turned out crocheting was his thing, as thick strands of yarn-like Ki began to spread out as his fingers worked. Nappa knew that some sort of attack was coming, but was expecting some kind of threaded multi-beam Ki attack that he could defend against, so he ignorantly didn’t attempt to get out of the way. Before he realized his mistake, he’d already been partially caught in the web being formed and found himself quickly trapped inside some kind of nightmare ball of Ki yarn.
The bald brute attempted to punch his way out of it, but to no avail - it was sturdy. So sturdy, in fact, that Turles approached him and kicked at the ball, sending him flying high into the air. Wind whistled around him, and he tumbled inside the sphere, losing his balance and his sense of up and down. Unable to regather his center, Nappa couldn’t tell for sure what happened next over the following seconds - all he knew was that the sphere he was trapped in either kept getting punched into different directions, or he was bouncing off the walls and buildings around him like a pinball.
Regardless, the end result was him growing increasingly dizzier as the ball’s movements reached its peak. Through complete coincidence, Nappa made eye contact with Turles, who he found with both arms wound up in readiness. He hit the sphere containing Nappa, and sent his cage rocketing towards the surface of Cactaylisma. Making contact with the ground was like setting off an atomic bomb - though the mushroom cloud that went up as a result of the explosion had less to do with how damaging the explosion was and more to do with how dirty and unwashed the streets of the shopping district were.
Nappa was bruised, aching, and a little wheezy - but he certainly wasn’t down or out. He coughed briefly, trying to get the grime out of his system, and heard a crunch. He screeched - an unmanly sound, to be sure, but it had come out unbidden. Through the fogginess he’d been attempting to orient himself in, Turles had taken advantage and hit him square in the nose. It felt like a punch - or, well, he wasn’t sure what it felt like, but it was hard and bony and hurt.
He touched his nose gingerly, to see if it was broken or not, and couldn’t tell. The cartilage part jiggled fine, but made him wince, so he guessed he was okay for the moment. Somewhere in front of him, he could hear the voice of his opponent. “I have this pet.” Nappa struggled to make out the shape of Turles while dealing with his throbbing nose and cheeks, but it was hard to focus.
“He doesn’t like Saiyans very much.” Was this supposed to be some kind of joke? Like... was this a reference to Goku’s pet dragon that Nappa had mentioned? It was so difficult to get a read on this fellow. He seemed hard and abrasive, which was strange since Saiyans always lightened up during a fight. Then, at random moments, he’d switch up and... well, Nappa assumed this was a joke. He felt fairly certain by this point that Turles had no creatures--
“I think I’ll introduce the two of you now.” Then he whistled, a clear, high noise that cut through the air around them. He was calling a pet that had been out of sight... well, that explained why he hadn’t seen anything yet. But... ‘didn’t like Saiyans’ wouldn’t make sense, unless Turles was some unique exception. Maybe that was the joke?
His head hurt, and he didn’t like riddling out riddles at the best of times. He struggled to get back to his feet. The dust cloud was thinning, so when he raised his gaze he actually could make out Turles’ face. He was... what in the world was he holding? It looked like some kind of upright duck, with fur like a three piece tuxedo. It was a truly horrendous looking creature - difficult to love in the best of times.
He hadn’t planned on saying any of that, but he very quickly got the message that Turles agreed when he just unceremoniously tossed the bird-thing by its neck directly at Nappa. He’d thrown it like people would throw trash while they were walking down a street. Struck by the absurdity of it all, Nappa froze, and suddenly got a face-full of whatever fur it wore.
It smelled to high heaven. He hacked and coughed and tried to put it off him, and it began furiously trying to bite him in response! Nappa could only think of one thing to do in the moment to try and regain any semblance of control of the situation. Super Saiyan had never let him down before this moment. His aura flashed, whipping up air around him in all directions. The dark orange hissed, with flashes of yellow streaks criss-crossing at random locations. The force of the air pressure sent the ugly duckling tumbling, where it plopped onto the ground and waddled away in what he assumed was disgust.
Nappa continued focusing on his transformation - he hadn’t become a Super Saiyan nearly enough times yet to be able to just change into it immediately. He felt his muscles bulge, and his mustache grew a bit stiffer, locked into place. The dust cloud completely vanished, leaving him staring straight ahead at Turles, who watched. Finally, the fanfare ended, leaving only a low hum and a yellow tinge to everything he looked at.
“Are you trying to take my eyes out?” Multiple times now, he felt like his eyes had been directly targeted in a way that left him feeling exposed. Perhaps it was time to return the favor. He turned so that Cactaylisma’s star was behind him and placed his hands at his sides, allowing Ki to flow through them for a moment. Since this Saiyan had himself done Roshi’s attack, he would recognize it, so Nappa did his best to keep his hands away from his face until the very last moment.
“What kind of Saiyan fights like a cornered animal, trying to scratch out people’s eyes?” He was a little ticked about the repeated attempts to blind him, but since he was about to do the same thing in return, he was mostly only keeping up a facade to distract Turles - either by making him answer, or by getting him to decide Nappa was being childish and roll his eyes.
When he could feel his fingers flowing with the warmth that he knew he needed, Nappa quickly raised his fingers to his cheeks, splayed widely apart. “Solar Flare!” In the moment after the entire street lit up, Nappa briefly considered that he should take more of a focus on what was happening to the people still trying to shop. The pair of them could be harming random civilians with their fight.
Maybe once Turles could see again, he’d ask if they wanted to take their fight somewhere else. He silently apologized to all the random shoppers who were now crying and rubbing their eyes, desperately trying to figure out why the Saiyans kept shoving flashlights in everyone’s faces.
Actions:
Free) Dodge Retaliation [to keep the RP flow going mainly]
Free) Take A3
1) Stunned
Free) Aura Armor vs A4
Free) Take A4
Free) Take Crush
2) Transform to SSJ [+10% Damage to Physical Attacks] [3% Ki] [BLINDED]
3) Charge [1% Ki]
4) Solar Flare [DR 1] [4% Ki]
Ki Used: 40%
Ki Remaining: 60%
Damage Taken: 8.11%
Attacks Taken Since Last Damage Report:
4 SA
Hokaku Kon Dan [DR 4.5]
Hammerhead [DR 3.5]
Notes:
- We Are Going off Our Update 1/29/24 - 2/4/24
- +3% Physical Attack Damage[Leather Gloves]
- 7/7 Speed Teleports Remaining
- 1/1 Counters Remaining
- 14% Damage Reduction [Full Body Saiyan Armor]
- Aura Armor
- 1/1 Instant Transmission Remaining
- Ki Mastery 3
Prepared Items:
- Sunstone Shard
- Snowglobe
- ...
- Beep
- Bop
- Boop
- Thats
- All
- Folks
Stats:
Power Level: 851,886
Ki: 425,943
Strength: 107,622
Speed: 140,513
Toughness: 115,644
Stamina: 90,751
Vitality: 97,745
Determination: 1,913
Charisma: 6,012
Intelligence: 1,953 |
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Post by Turles on Feb 12, 2024 5:43:38 GMT -5
| Saiyan Privateer DID WE JUST BECOME BEST FRIENDS??? 15,835 zeni | Combat Rune | Zenkai |
As Turles' pet bit, clawed and otherwise assaulted the bald Saiyan, something strange happened to him. Something that Turles had never seen or heard about. Had he been raised by his own people, the legend of the super Saiyan transformation might have found its way into his reckoning but he was raised by people whose only interest in his Saiyan heritage was the Ouzaru transformation and nothing more. Thus it was that Turles was completely dumbstruck by the sudden shift in his opponent's form and associated dramatic increase in power.
"I'm not not trying to do that," responded Turles with a shrug.
At the glowing Saiyan's crack about wild animals, Turles could only stare incredulously at him, waiting for a guffaw of laughter as the Saiyan revealed that he was joking and of course knew all about Saiyan bloodlines and their were-monkey form. Nought greeted his patience but silence and Turles felt that he had to speak up.
"You know we're related to monkeys right? Hell, our entire culture is built upon sending children to distant planets to grow up wild until a full moon turns them into a literal wild animal. So in answer to your question ... all of them?"
It seemed that the idiocy was a ruse rather than a legitmate conversation as Nappa moved into a very familiar stance. Turles would not permit someone else to use this technique and thrust his hand forward, seemingly without achieving anything. Nappa would understand that something was up; however, for as he tried to finish his Solar Flare attack, he would find that something had struck him in a manner that stopped the ki attack from forming. Turles didn't wait to the Saiyan brute to figure out what had happened, instead he threw the rune stone forward, releasing the spirit trapped within. The poltergeist shrieked with manic intensity before flying straight at Nappa. It cackled incessantly as it sought to pass through his body and disappear into the beyond.
Rocketing along in the wake of Turles' latest pet were two beams of pure energy, each fired from the tip of his fingers. They buzzed along towards the centre of the huge Saiyan's chest with Turles thundering along in their wake. He aimed to use the distraction caused by the twin beams to get in close to the transformed Saiyan in an effort to prevent him from using any big artillery in this power up form.
Word Count: 406 Notes
Ki: 59% [1: -11% | 2: -14.5% | 3: -9.5% | 4: -6%]
HP: 85,83%
-1% Ki Cost [Evil Techniques]
-1 Action, First Post
[2] Counters
Attacks Taken:
8 x QA, 1 x DR3.5, 1 x Blocked DR6 Action List
A1) Pressure Points vs A4
A2) Poltergeist [5% Ki Stolen]
A3) One Finger Blast + Second Wave + One Finger Blast [DR2 + DR2] [-6% Ki]
A4) Initiate Grapple
Stats
[Current][Max][Fatigue]
Power Level: 510,793 | 681,057 | 486,039
Ki: 255,397 | 340,529
Strength: 62,351 | 83,135
Speed: 77,835 | 103,780
Toughness: 71,629 | 95,505
Stamina: 59,793 | 79,724 | 20,943
Vitality: 62,374 | 83,165 | 12,063 Prepped Equipment 1. Poltergeist
2. Pengling
3. Moonflower Tech/Item Usage Mask of 1000 Horrors Immobilise
Deflect
Kiai
Solar Flare
Hokaku Kon Dan
Daichiretsuzan
Dragon Dive
Planet Cracker
Dark Kamehameha
Death Ball
Barrier
Opal Electricity
Zanzoken
Double Zanzoken
Shiyoken
Imprisonment Volleyball
Punishing Rush
Brave Punisher
Instant Transmission
Shishio
Telepathy
Telekinesis
Retaliation [2 Free Fundamental/Physical Combo following dodge or block]
Sudden Strike [+2 Counters]
Composure
Pressure Points
Second Wave
Empowerment
Reserves
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Nappa
Veteran Member
Posts: 494
Organization: Saiyan Empire
Race: Saiyan
Status: Contact Me
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Post by Nappa on Feb 13, 2024 3:37:25 GMT -5
| Everyone Is A Monkey
If You Think About It Nappa Training Amplifier, Champion II, Zenkai |
“I-I know that Saiyans have an Oozaru form!” The implication that he didn’t know how his own race worked had bothered him so much that he began stuttering to explain himself. “Are you suggesting people go into the Great Ape form to poke people’s eyes out?” For a moment, Nappa actually considered the idea. He had never seen an Oozaru up close, due to the fairly obvious fact that if any Saiyan was liable to transform into a giant monkey, he was as well.
That said, there had been videos during his training on Valhalla, depicting how the form looked to help teach the younglings how to best utilize their form when they were sent on missions, and he felt fairly confident that even an Oozaru’s pinky would be much larger than the average person’s face. And as far as fingernails, he struggled to recall if they even had them. Was Turles... ignorant of Saiyans and blustering? He felt the more he talked to his opponent, the less he understood, which was a distinctly off-putting experience. Still, he was friendly enough, and talented as a fighter. He could use an ally like Turles in the future - as long as he didn’t turn out to be something ridiculous, like... like a PTO plant.
When the Solar Flare never came, it took Nappa an embarrassing amount of time to realize; he’d actually imagined the bright flash rather than seen it, and had convinced himself it worked until realizing that - no, it hadn’t. He thought about treating his body like a computer and just restarting the process, when he felt a cold emptiness wash over him, followed by the faintest echo of a laugh... or a scream. It was the closest the Saiyan had ever come to the icy feeling of impending doom he’d heard of.
He looked around, but there didn’t appear to be anything new in the environment besides some glittering stone between the two Saiyans - Nappa shook it off as some random rubble as a result of their fight, and looked up in time to see two thin beams headed right for him. He turned, trying to avoid the energy blasts, but they were too quick and still hit their marks one after another, leaving dark spots on his armor and sore muscles in his chest.
Turles was already halfway towards him by the time Nappa realized that a physical confrontation was inevitable. Rather than fight it, he simply entered a quick stance that capitalized on the size difference between the two and readied himself. The moment Turles got within range, Nappa aimed two quick jabs directly at the man’s shoulders, hoping to stop him in his tracks.
He began punching down at that point, aiming his next two quick punches at the Saiyan’s chest, throwing them so quick that he barely even registered if his fists made contact with anything. This was how he continued for the next bit, throwing punches in sets of twos at various body parts on his opponent - his stomach, his sternum, his neck, and his face once more. In between each set of two punches, Nappa let out a short, harsh breath.
He had recently done a lot of work on his breath control so that he could last longer in close encounters such as what they were in. There was 0 quite honestly - no reason for him to be as large as he was and be bad at close quarters combat. He had never thought to focus on it in his earlier years, instead trying to hide his bulk, but on the many planets he’d traveled to over the past year for masters, all had been in agreement - “play to your strengths.”
For whatever reason, he was built like a mountain, and was learning to play to that strength.
Actions:
Free) Super Saiyan [3% Ki]
Free) Take A2
Free) Aura Armor vs first One Finger Blast [-0.5 DR]
Free) Take A3
Free) Accept Grapple
1) 2 Quick Attacks
2) 2 Quick Attacks
3) 2 Quick Attacks
4) 2 Quick Attacks
G1) 2 Quick Attacks
G2) 2 Quick Attacks
Ki Used: 42.5% [was miscounting my Ki somehow but its fixed now]
Ki Remaining: 57.5%
Damage Taken: 8.11%
Attacks Taken Since Last Damage Report:
4 SA
Hokaku Kon Dan [DR 4.5]
Hammerhead [DR 3.5]
One Finger Blast [DR 1.5]
One Finger Blast [DR 2]
Notes:
- We Are Going off Our Update 1/29/24 - 2/4/24
- +3% Physical Attack Damage[Leather Gloves]
- 7/7 Speed Teleports Remaining
- 1/1 Counters Remaining
- 14% Damage Reduction [Full Body Saiyan Armor]
- Aura Armor
- 1/1 Instant Transmission Remaining
- Ki Mastery 3
Prepared Items:
- Sunstone Shard
- Snowglobe
- ...
- Beep
- Bop
- Boop
- Thats
- All
- Folks
Stats:
Power Level: 851,886
Ki: 425,943
Strength: 107,622
Speed: 140,513
Toughness: 115,644
Stamina: 88,834
Vitality: 97,745
Determination: 1,913
Charisma: 6,012
Intelligence: 1,953 |
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Post by Turles on Feb 14, 2024 2:37:55 GMT -5
| Saiyan Privateer Kick him in the nuts 15,835 zeni | Combat Rune | Zenkai |
"You asked what kind of Saiyan fights like a cornered animal," responded Turles simply, "my response was all of them."
* * *
The twin strikes hit Turles in the shoulder almost before he saw them coming, such was the increase in speed that accompanied Nappa's transformation. A further two blows struck Turles in the chest before he could even think about stopping them. It would seem that this course of action was perhaps a mistake. Several more jabs landed in the vicinity of Turles' head and neck before one came at his eye line that afforded him a split second longer to do something about it. He ducked under the combo, aiming to sweep his opponents legs in a move that would at least get the Saiyan off balance instead of in the perfectly balanced boxing stance that he was currently firing ham-sized fists from. Though they were jabs, Turles could still feel the impact of each and every one of them even as he summoned his energy to his fists in an attempt to bridge the gap in strength between them.
The Saiyan Privateer fired his own straight punch directly at the centre of Nappa's face, the evil grin that spread across his face suggested that he was indeed familiar with the fact that his strike would hit in vicinity of his fellow Saiyan's eyes once more. The grin formed quickly into a mask of concentration as Turles tried to take advantage of his smaller stature by swinging a punch at the Saiyan's left side, approximately where the kidneys would be. The next strike was an uppercut with the other hand as Turles aimed to take advantage of a shift in guard that would accompany the reaction to his previous strike. The third and final strike in the combination was another body shot but this time it was delivered much more straight on than the kidney punch, aiming for the gap between the abs and obliques to try and disrupt Nappa's diaphragm. Finally, Turles aimed a straight, hard punch directly at Nappa's sternum. His own was still protesting from the double strike that had impacted against it moments ago and Turles felt a keen desire to share the pain with his new compatriot.
Word Count: 375 Notes
Ki: 49% [1: -11% | 2: -14.5% | 3: -9.5% | 4: -6% | 5: 10%]
HP: 85.83%
-1% Ki Cost [Evil Techniques]
-1 Action, First Post
[2] Counters
Attacks Taken:
8 x QA, 1 x DR3.5, 1 x Blocked DR6 | 12 x QA Action List
Free: Take A1, A2, A3, A4, G1
A1) Counter [Sudden Strike 1/2] G2 with Leg Sweep [SA]
A2) Blast Punch [DR1] [-2% Ki]
A3) Blast Punch [DR1] [-2% Ki]
A4) Blast Punch [DR1] [-2% Ki]
G1) Blast Punch [DR1] [-2% Ki]
G2) Blast Punch [DR1] [-2% Ki]
Stats
[Current][Max][Fatigue]
Power Level: 510,793 | 681,057 | 482,208
Ki: 255,397 | 340,529
Strength: 62,351 | 83,135
Speed: 77,835 | 103,780
Toughness: 71,629 | 95,505
Stamina: 59,793 | 79,724 | 26,050
Vitality: 62,374 | 83,165 | 12,063 Prepped Equipment 1. Poltergeist
2. Pengling
3. Moonflower Tech/Item Usage Mask of 1000 Horrors Immobilise
Deflect
Kiai
Solar Flare
Hokaku Kon Dan
Daichiretsuzan
Dragon Dive
Planet Cracker
Dark Kamehameha
Death Ball
Barrier
Opal Electricity
Zanzoken
Double Zanzoken
Shiyoken
Imprisonment Volleyball
Punishing Rush
Brave Punisher
Instant Transmission
Shishio
Telepathy
Telekinesis
Retaliation [2 Free Fundamental/Physical Combo following dodge or block]
Sudden Strike [+2 Counters]
Composure
Pressure Points
Second Wave
Empowerment
Reserves
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Nappa
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Posts: 494
Organization: Saiyan Empire
Race: Saiyan
Status: Contact Me
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Post by Nappa on Feb 15, 2024 5:07:31 GMT -5
| The Saiyan Forgot To Speak Nappa Training Amplifier, Champion II, Zenkai |
He had gotten too comfortable with the fight, almost as though the Super Saiyan transformation had messed with his mind. He’d heard stories about it damaging a Saiyan’s tactical ability, or turning them into arrogant monsters, especially if they didn't have a significant amount of practice with the form. So when he began pummeling Turles with his quick attacks, it didn’t even surprise Nappa - he was a Super Saiyan, after all.
With no warning, he felt his entire body shift, and Turles began to turn horizontal. But... the building Turles stood behind was also moving. The sidewalk was risin--
The Saiyan hit the ground with an audible crunch! Nothing broke, but he felt at least a couple joints in his spine crackle from the impact. He was entirely too top-heavy, and so something as simple as a leg sweep was absolutely destructive for him. The genius of the move, combined with how utterly invincible Nappa had felt as The Legend, meant that he had nothing to prepare him for simply getting swept off his feet.
He didn’t lay on the ground stunned, however; despite hitting the ground with roughly the same force as he always did when knocked off his feet, the increased durability that the Super Saiyan form gave him meant that the wind hadn’t been knocked from his lungs when he hit the ground. Despite not gasping for breath, he still was in an incredibly compromising position as Turles simply towered over him and continued to punch, his hands crackling with the Ki coursing through their veins. As Nappa lay on the ground, a terrible rhythm began to set in.
He didn't consider trying to block the punches, because it would leave him still on the ground vulnerably, his defenses slowly weakening while Turles didn't have to do anything but punch down. It would put a sad whimper at the end of a fairly competitive and entertaining battle... and it would sting Nappa's pride to go out like that. However, his legs simply weren't large enough to get the bald Saiyan upright on their own - he needed to use his hands and press up off the ground to get back upright and rejoin the fight.
One would not be remiss to assume that he could just... do that, then. The problem was the punches kept coming every time the Saiyan reached to push himself up, meaning he kept getting almost upright before being knocked back off balance a moment later. By the third Ki-infused punch that smashed into him, Nappa huffed, growing uncharacteristically frustrated. His chest was throbbing, his nose was freshly sore again, his kidney felt like it had just gone into partial failure - but an idea came to him.
The moment Turles' arms came back to a defensive position against his chest, Nappa kicked as hard as he could with one foot and send himself sliding back at least ten feet on the pavement. It made the skin on his back burn, but his shirt was high quality enough that he was pretty sure all he felt was a friction burn. He quickly hopped to his feet, banging his wrist against his thigh as he did so. The moment Nappa's wrist made contact, a faint whirring sound could be heard, before an empty handle dropped into his palm. Nappa glanced down for a moment, confused, before a sleek metal blade popped out of the top of the handle.
Suddenly, he could hear the voice of Ornio in his mind as he'd handed Nappa the wristband: For all manner of... emergencies. So not only was it a sign he had access to the Black Market, but it was a weapon. Nappa looked up at Turles, unsure what to do with it. He wasn't really a weapons user and had little experience with swords.
Well, all I have to do is nick him with the sharp end, right? How hard could that be?
Half shrugging to himself, the Saiyan lunged forward, right arm first, swiping downward in a diagonal motion. The second he finished his swing, he tried to jut the blade forward for a 'poke' at Turles' chest. It felt strange and unwieldy, and he didn't enjoy using it. Still, if it gave him an edge, he would get familiar fast.
Actions:
Free) Super Saiyan [3% Ki]
Free) Take A1
Free) End Grapple
1) Stunned
Free) Aura Armor vs A2 [-0.5 DR]
Free) Take all remaining actions
2) Towa's Ki Sword [7% Ki]
3) WA [DR 5.5]
4) WA [DR 5.5]
Ki Used: 41.5% [was miscounting my Ki somehow but its fixed now]
Ki Remaining: 58.5%
Damage Taken: 8.11%
Attacks Taken Since Last Damage Report:
4 SA
Hokaku Kon Dan [DR 4.5]
Hammerhead [DR 3.5]
One Finger Blast [DR 1.5]
One Finger Blast [DR 2]
1 "Counter" SA
Blast Punch [DR 0.5]
Blast Punch X 4 [DR 1]
Notes:
- We Are Going off Our Update 1/29/24 - 2/4/24
- +3% Physical Attack Damage[Leather Gloves]
- 7/7 Speed Teleports Remaining
- 1/1 Counters Remaining
- 14% Damage Reduction [Full Body Saiyan Armor]
- Aura Armor
- 1/1 Instant Transmission Remaining
- Ki Mastery 3
Prepared Items:
- Sunstone Shard
- Snowglobe
- ...
- Beep
- Bop
- Boop
- Thats
- All
- Folks
Stats:
Power Level: 851,886
Ki: 425,943
Strength: 107,622
Speed: 140,513
Toughness: 115,644
Stamina: 86,278
Vitality: 97,745
Determination: 1,913
Charisma: 6,012
Intelligence: 1,953 |
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Post by Turles on Feb 19, 2024 6:15:58 GMT -5
| Saiyan Privateer Kick him in the nuts 15,835 zeni | Combat Rune | Zenkai |
Buoyed by his successful pummelling of his fellow Saiyan while he tried in vain to defend himself was exhilarating and ended way too soon for Turles' liking. What was even less to Turles' liking was the angry-looking blade that appeared out of nowhere. Turles absolutely detested weapons and all who used them - in his mind they were the mark of an inferior martial artist. He expected better of a Saiyan and it was with a sigh that he prepared to defend himself against what would no doubt be a blade-centric onslaught. Sure enough, the blade descended towards him at a downward angle, necessitating the use of one of the Saiyan Privateer's meaty forearms intercepting it to prevent it from striking somewhere that he cared about. Turles' forearms were sufficiently condition that the attack didn't break the skin, but the pain was considerable. It shot up his arm, the shock reverberating through his shoulder and doing untold damage to the joint and the arm itself. The bruise the next morning would be diabolical.
Nappa wasn't done though. He stayed within range and thrust his sword towards Turles' chest. Acting on instinct rather than with any sort of defensive intent, Turles clapped his hands together against the blade, catching it between them but causing incredible pain. There must have been something cursed about the blade itself, because it should not have hurt that much. Trying not to grimace at the pain, Turles held the blade steady and lashed out with a straight kick towards Nappa's own chest. Not wishing to give Nappa any room to move, Turles pushed the blade to the side and stepped closer so that his foe wouldn't be able to wield his weapon effectively.
"I'm disappointed," he said, his face mere inches away from his foe's, "what kind of warrior needs to fight with weapons?"
Word Count: 308 Notes
Ki: 74% [1: -11% | 2: -14.5% | 3: -9.5% | 4: -6% | 5: -10% | 6: +25%]
HP: 85.83%
-1% Ki Cost [Evil Techniques]
-1 Action, First Post
[2] Counters
Attacks Taken:
8 x QA, 1 x DR3.5, 1 x Blocked DR6 | 12 x QA, 2 x Blocked DR5.5 Action List
A1) Block A3
A2) Block A4
Free) Teep Kick [SA]
A3) Power Up [+25% Ki]
A4) Initiate Grapple [Current][Fatigue]
Power Level: 681,057 | 642,944
Ki: 340,529
Strength: 83,135
Speed: 103,780
Toughness: 95,505
Stamina: 79,724 | 26,050
Vitality: 83,165 | 12,063 Prepped Equipment 1. Poltergeist
2. Pengling
3. Moonflower Tech/Item Usage Mask of 1000 Horrors Immobilise
Deflect
Kiai
Solar Flare
Hokaku Kon Dan
Daichiretsuzan
Dragon Dive
Planet Cracker
Dark Kamehameha
Death Ball
Barrier
Opal Electricity
Zanzoken
Double Zanzoken
Shiyoken
Imprisonment Volleyball
Punishing Rush
Brave Punisher
Instant Transmission
Shishio
Telepathy
Telekinesis
Retaliation [2 Free Fundamental/Physical Combo following dodge or block]
Sudden Strike [+2 Counters]
Composure
Pressure Points
Second Wave
Empowerment
Reserves
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Post by Puar on Feb 22, 2024 5:06:34 GMT -5
Rp Award: Turles This is short and sweet, even though it took me forever to get to this. I am not heavy on writing critique and I am just generally good on entertainment value. Both of you are good writers so it makes it extremely difficult to pick when I'm done reading. Turles got the edge just in time though by ending this round on a high note with a blade clap to block the last Ki Sword, which also got a very good block score. Damage Projection Below: Nappa: 24.60% [+16.49 since last round] - This is attritional damage, Turles was able to get more attacks in over Nappa's heavy hitters. It shows. I actually am proud of how this is showing the difference in both fighter's style and how effective both can be Turles: 30.71% [+16.54 since last round] - Nappa didn't hit with as many attacks, but he weaved in heavy hitters to keep up in damage. The Ki Sword block at the end mitigated a great deal of it. Keep it up you two, this is great work. |
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Nappa
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Post by Nappa on Feb 22, 2024 9:59:00 GMT -5
| Hey... You're Not-- Nappa Training Amplifier, Champion II, Zenkai |
The moment Turles grabbed the blade, Nappa’s blood ran cold - something about the way he simply grimaced as he held the razor sharp edge in both of his palms indicated to him that he was fighting more than Turles’ raw strength, but instead the willpower of the Saiyan who stood before him.
In a moment of instinctive thought that he knew Master Roshi would be proud of, Nappa quickly grabbed the wristband with his free hand, ripping the band off in one swift move - he could have the material fixed later, if he needed to, but in the moment, he couldn’t allow Turles control over his entire body. Without giving him a chance to breathe, the ashen-faced Saiyan only proved him right by immediately raising his leg to attempt to spartan kick him while he was locked in place. Nappa slid to the side, using his (comparatively) thin legs to avoid the kick.
He then reached for Turles’ leg to use as a brace as he raised his knee, aiming it hard for his opponent’s solar plexus. If he was lucky, the hit would land and give him a quick moment to breathe. Nappa jumped back immediately after the knee, giving them some space. When he did, Turles chucked the sword to the side, sending it skittering onto the asphalt. The moment the blade hit the ground, its vanished, leaving only the handle dangling from the wristband.
Nappa watched the weapon for a moment, impressed by the technology. When he looked back up, Turles had already gotten almost completely in his face - far inside his guard - and was speaking. “What kind of warrior needs to fight with weapons?” The shock of the Saiyan getting so close to him without his noticing led Nappa to lash out physically before he could even process the words, let alone generate a response.
His fists began flying, sending a concentrated series of jabs at Turles’ pecs. He didn’t plan out anything strategic in terms of aim, but instead focused as many attacks as he could right at his opponent’s center of mass, looking to wear down the Saiyan and possibly get himself some moments of peace. With every set of two punches, he breathed in and out, still keeping his breath control as well-regulated as he could.
As he began to lose pace between his breathing and his punches, he slowed down - but before that point, he was punching so rapidly that any of the shoppers who happened to look would have thought Nappa had been swinging with more than a half dozen arms. Finally, he took a deep breath, and spoke. “Do I look like I need weapons?” Despite still breathing hard, he managed a cocky smile and wiped the sweat from his brow. “I wasn’t aware I had it. I planned - and still plan - to beat you without it.”
Actions:
Free) Super Saiyan [3% Ki]
1) Rock Crusher vs SA [DR 3] [Strength: 187,168 // Speed: 244,370] [1 Stun]
Free) Ki Sword Ends
2) Hassuken vs A3
Free) Accept Grapple
3) 8 Quick Attacks
4) 8 Quick Attacks
G1) 8 Quick Attacks
Free) Hassuken Ends
G2) 2 Quick Attacks
Ki Used: 47.5% [was miscounting my Ki somehow but it’s fixed now]
Ki Remaining: 52.5%
Damage Taken: 24.6%
Attacks Taken Since Last Damage Report:
N/a
Notes:
- We Are Going off Our Update 1/29/24 - 2/4/24
- +3% Physical Attack Damage[Leather Gloves]
- 7/7 Speed Teleports Remaining
- 1/1 Counters Remaining
- 14% Damage Reduction [Full Body Saiyan Armor]
- Aura Armor
- 1/1 Instant Transmission Remaining
- Ki Mastery 3
Prepared Items:
- Sunstone Shard
- Snowglobe
- ...
- Beep
- Bop
- Boop
- Thats
- All
- Folks
Stats:
Power Level: 723,005
Ki: 370,385
Strength: 93,584
Speed: 122,185
Toughness: 100,560
Stamina: 69,007
Vitality: 84,996
Determination: 1,913
Charisma: 6,012
Intelligence: 1,953 |
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