Dr. Ghast vs Tarble [Forum/Gem] [complete]

Doctor Ghast

Standing in front of a wall filled with dozens upon dozens of metal hatches bolted unto it; a man...if one could even call this indivudual as such, seemed to be deep in thought, his arms crossed behind his back, his hands clasping together and gloves creaking under the pressure of his fingers' grip upon eachohter. A feint sound could be heard from beyond several of the metal hatches, until the man moved one of his arms to the side and showed he was holding something akin to a remote control.

On a large set of screens on the adjacent wall, recordings of the spaces beyond those hatches could be viewed, with men and women of various ages, races and sizes could be seen restrained and bound, others free and unchackled, but all of them were still alive, be it in a vegetative state, a paralyzed state or banging and scraping against the metal hatches till their own nails got drawn out in their fight for freedom. The man let out a dry, somewhat sour sounding chuckle as he moved towards an old-looking, but without question still comfortable and enjoyable chair.

Placing his free hand on the backrest of the large, heavy chair, the man pressed the button on what looked like a remote control once again, followed by an adagio of strings, a quarted of trumpets and a full harmony of flutes started to drown out whatever feint noice could've been noticable from behind those metal hatches. Only the symphony of masterly played musical instruments could now be heard, with only a brief whirring and hissing of hydraulics and mechanical locks being made audible when the man in question sat down in his chair and removed from his head what looked like a helmet with some sort of slit all the way down the front of it.

A gurgling, heckling cough could be heard as the man seemed to try and breathe in deeply on his own strength, a wheezing noise being the only thing now emanating from the man in the chair as he focused his mind, diving deep within his mental prowess, his psychic capacity in order to breach through the boundaries of the astral plane once more, always interested in what his newest toy would be, his next test subject...his next victim.

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Grass, crisp and fresh got stomped underneath a pair of boots, a clear sky overhead, it all showed lack of mental acuity in the eyes of the one who had entered the astral plane. The one who was responsible for the mock up of this place was either not yet well-versed with the sheer unlimited potential of the place or simply had little to no desire to be there in the first place, that much at the very least was quite clear to the interloper of that particular part of the astral plane.

"It's not always you encounter people whose mind is either incapable of comprehending this place or unwilling to do so," The man, dressed in thick, padded clothes, adorned with pieces of armor and with as most notable features a long segmented, mechanical-looking tail and a helmet which seemed to be split in the front with a purple light pulsating within the depths of that helmet's facial spine walked up to the saiyan prince. "But than again, I do understand the mind can be fickle and this place as such...can be fickle as well."

Doctor Ghast

"Gauge my power...I don't see the use of such a thing," The doctor turned the front of his helmet towards the saiyan prince, the purple light within the facial spine of his helmet pulsating erratically. Unlike during the timedisplacement event, Ghast had yet to unfold his reserves and display the full measure of his power, he couldn't even remember if he had even displayed his full power back then...maybe he did, maybe he didn't. Though he did doubt that he'dhave used it on this saiyan prince upstart, or this Tarble would've been nothing more than a batch of cells in one of his many containers across the galaxy. "But if you truly wish to fight...by all means, push yourself to the best of your ability, break your limits and perhaps if you manage to impress me...I might add you to my collection of test subjects."

Within moments, the saiyan seemed to unleash his power without any restriction, displacing the air and shredding the very ground he stood on. It was a rather glorious sight for the mad scientist, who in his ever-vigilant view noticed that the saiyan was pushing through his physical boundaries, delving into a transformation none of his test subjects so far had access to, but which he had studied when watching the elite warrior Middy do his work. Though he wasn't keen on the brutal, almost mindless way of fighting that warrior displayed, there was no doubt that saiyans were capable of delving deep into their potential in a natural manner, unlike so many others, the doctor himself included.

"So...let's see what you got," It looked like the good old doctor didn't need to say this twice, as within the blink of an eye, the saiyan prince was already upon him, sending a series of consecutive jabs his way, which despite or perhaps more likely unlike the saiyan might have thought, actually hit home, each hit sinking in the padding and protective gear the mad scientist wore, his body seemingly reacting appropriately by heaving a bit forwards and a cough clearly audible coming through the voicebox within the doctor's helmet.

"If this was everything, I'd be disappointed,"Straightening himself again, the doctor nodded towards the ground, showing that despite having been granted the feeling of these quick jabs to his person, he had not moved a single bit from his position. "I'll give you one more try before I partake in this little mad idea of yours."

Doctor Ghast

I see...interesting," The doctor let out a chuckle as he watched how a seemingly somewhat frustrated Tarble let out a roar, followed by a remarkable technique the mad scientist had seen someone use only once before. However, from that one time that he had faced this troublesome technique, the high magnate of Kelioux had already understood that there was at least one fatal flaw to this particular technique; the fact that it also split the original's power straight down the middle.

Yet, despite it all, the saiyan prince seemed rather certain of his case, something which at the very least peaked Ghast's interest a bit. It so happened that the saiyan was actually dipping into a technique that meshed perfectly with the use of the deca form, granting the two individual clones at least some semblance of the original's power and strength again. Though this shouldn't have been all that dangerous, it was still remarkable and could still cause some issues if the doctor wasn't careful enough.

While the mad scientist remained calm, he could see the two tarbles approach him at great speed, each attempting to flank him from one side, utilizing the fact that they had the numbers on the doctor in such a practically flawles attempt that he'd have applauded them for their vigor and their ingenuity, that was...if he had the time to actually applaud them. So it had to simply remain a mere verbal compliment in this case.

"Not bad at all," The doctor wheezed as the two nearly reached him in their attempt to slam their fists on either side of his helmet and thus his head. Alas, as soon as each fist's knuckles were but a few milimeters away from slamming into the metal of his helmet, a soft and shadowy black energy seemed to cover the doctor's body for but a moment, with the man showing the upper part of his body several inches backwards, enough to narrowly avoid the incoming punches. Without a word, the mad scientist's two hands shot upwards simultaneously in order to aim and land a jab against both Tarbles' throats in order to make them gasp for air, even if but for a moment.

"Never assume to have anyone cornered," Rising back to his full height, Ghast let out a soft chuckle, the purple light within the facial spine of his helmet pulsating erratically again. "After all, is not the cornered animal the most dangerous and unpredictable to deal with?"

Doctor Ghast

"Hmm, are we done?" Ghast questioned the saiyan prince as he noticed how after they'd been clutching their throat for a while, one of the two saiyans vanished, with the one remaining Tarble seemingly regaining his energy once again to its fullest. This change was both a bit awkward in the doctor's view, who thought the prince would've been just as stubborn as his brother, but it appears that that was not the case. At the very least he could commend the younger saiyan prince on his effective mind; knowing when to call it quits, when to change tactics. If perhaps this prince had less physical potential than his brother, he certainly had a good amount of potential in his mental prowess, something Ghast thought to be even more important than physical prowess due to his own background.

Taking a step forward, Ghast looked down at the saiyan prince, wondering if he had hit the young man too hard. It was after all still a challenge for the good old doctor to keep his mutagenic strength in check, even after all this time, he could still feel the volatility of his body clashing with his will, the monstrous aspects of the mutation clashing with the brilliance of his mind. As he was distracted by this panging desire for bloodlust within the back of his mind, the pulsating light within the facial spine of his helmet suddenly stopped moving, when the saiyan prince managed to surprise him and though the doctor tried to pull his head back, he could feel how the prince's knee managed to snag the underside of his helmet, cracking the bottom rim and tearing it off of the mad scientist's head, disconnecting the various tubes, apparatuses and other additions which seemed to be connected to the doctor.

With no more connection to the helmet, several tubes sprayed out a foggy cloud around the doctor's head, obscuring it for a moment, when a deep grunt could be heard from within the mist. Where the helmet; which now had dropped to the ground several meters away from the doctor's position had always only shown a single light, now from within the mist, two purple lights akin to blazing eyes revealed themselves. Perhaps more surprising would have been the fact that as the fog dispersed, there was not a face, not a snout or anything of the sort to look at. No, what had been revealed was a skull, bare of hair and skin, without muscles or tendons, with its only discenring features being two strange cracks running on both sides of the skeletal facia.

"Heh, I once said I'd die to see evolution at work," Raising himself to his full height again, the doctor's demonic, dark and blazing eyes turned to look straight into Tarble's own, the skull showing the eternal grin only a true monster could have. "Who would have thought that I'd eventually die to see my own evolution come to fruition."

The ground started to tremble, the segmented tail behind the doctor starting to writhe before it slammed on the ground with enough force to sink itself into it, purple and blue energy started to become visible, putting immense pressure upon the open field and almost warping the very astral plane itself with the utter madness hidden within it. "Aah...that's a bit better, you have no idea how stuffy that helmet can be when you've got to wear it for so long. Now then..."

With his head turning a bit to the side, the doctor glanced towards the saiyan from the corners of his eyes. "So I reckon we ARE done?"