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Post by Dr. Ghast on Feb 13, 2024 6:23:28 GMT -5
The troubled expressions on his opponent's face, the rising frequency of the saiyan prince's heartbeat, the obvious increase in bloodflow and the scent of involuntary perspiration. It all simply reeked of fear, of desperation and of a primal instinct to flee, but from the looks of it, this particular young man standing before the doctor showed exactly why he was a saiyan, why he was not just any kind of mortal, but one of those barbaric, intellectually-impaired saiyans. They were extremely tenacious, stubborn to a fault and usually not keen on displaying their fear or their doubts. Ghast had seen it first hand, he had experienced that tenacity, that stubborness and that foolish disdain of the act of self-preservation. He had downed the elite warrior Middy with little effort, simply to make the young man understand the reality, that it was not merely power, but the potential to harness power which made one stand above the league of others.
The saiyan prince before him, was in essence showing himself to be a true saiyan, and as such...showing himself to be a failure, for even though Ghast applauded evolution, breaking through one's limits, he did not like foolishness. In the advent of a stronger foe, when all resistance was futile, the stubborness of saiyans would in fact become a detriment to their survival and thus their evolution.
"Fool," A single word escaped the mad scientist's lipless mouth, a hollow and ghoulish voice being picked up into the air. His blazing purple eyes followed Tarble's movements, The black film of energy continuing to envelop the monstrous man as he tilted his skeletal head to the side before he suddenly dropped down, bending through his knees within the blink of an eye to avoid getting hit by the energy-laden fist of the saiyan prince, all the while cocking back his own arm and envelopping his fist with his own blue and purple colored energy. "You prove...nothing."
Launching his fist forwards towards the saiyan prince's gut, the doctor attempted to utilize the saiyan's own momentum to further enhance the strength and damage capacity of his own strike. Usually, the doctor refrained from exerting too much strength or revealing too much of his own capacity in combat, but sometimes it was a necesity to educate those who behaved like fools and who managed to get under his skin...saiyans simply happened to be rather good at the latter.
"Stubborness is a good quality," The mad scientist let out a sigh, as he stood up again, calmly removing his gloves and revealing that just like his head, they too had no flesh attached to the fingers nor the palms either. "But in your foolish pursuit of power, your kind has made it a hobby to simply try and court death at every turn. Evolution comes under stress, that is true, but when death is more likely than evolution...I would simply call such acts...suicidal stupidity."
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Tarble
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Posts: 617
Organization: Saiyan Empire
Race: Saiyan
Status: Contact Me
Soul: Main
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Post by Tarble on Feb 13, 2024 21:37:53 GMT -5
The Forgotten Saiyan  641/641 As soon as Tarble heard the Doctor utter the word "Fool," he lunged forward with lightning speed. With a swift motion, he unleashed his signature "Searfin Punch." However, as Tarble's fist surged forward, the Doctor deftly evaded, retorting that Tarble's efforts would prove futile. Tarble's fist met nothing but air, but his keen eyes caught sight of something remarkable; a blue aura enveloping his fist, signaling the manifestation of his ki energy. “O shit… he dodged my attack like it was a slow pitch from a baseball. There is nothing I can do to dodge this incoming attack. I left myself open... I need to think quickly about what to do. Am I able to pull my fist back and dodge out of the way. No… I do not possess enough speed to do so. Think Tarble… Think… I might be able to grab his fist and take the damage towards my left hand”
Reacting swiftly, Tarble attempted to reach out with his left hand to grasp the Doctor's hand. However, the awkward positioning of Tarble's right fist extended forward and his left hand hanging behind made it a challenging maneuver. In a split second, a brilliant blue flash enveloped the surroundings as Tarble was violently propelled to the side, skipping across the ground like a ricocheting ball before coming to a stop several yards away from the Doctor. Lying on his side, Tarble found himself splayed out with both arms stretched in front of him and his left leg crossed over his right. “How much… strength… does this individual have. Now I see why other warriors have fled from him. How can I beat someone that I cannot touch. How many bodies does he have under his name. He is a menace to the universe”Despite the pain coursing through him, Tarble remained alert enough to register the Doctor's acknowledgment of his stubbornness as a virtue. With great effort, Tarble attempted to rise, his body still convulsing from the vicious blow to his gut. After a tense moment, Tarble exhaled heavily, coughing up a mixture of saliva and blood. Slowly, he began to drag his left arm through the dirt, staining the pristine white of his glove with brown earth. Using the ground as leverage, Tarble gradually pulled himself together. Meanwhile, the Doctor continued his assault, delivering a barrage of cutting words aimed directly at Tarble's spirit. “Does he ever shut up. All I hear is talking recklessly about Saiyan’s. What does he know about my kind. That we have miss death… I will meet death head on as I take her down with me. I am going to make him eat those words of his. I just have to pull myself together”
As Tarble struggled to regain his footing, he steadied himself and spoke through the pain, “You talk a good game, but I have already found your weakness and can see right through you. Not all Saiyan’s are the same and I am going to be the one to prove it to you.” With a determined expression, he continued, "I am going to demonstrate to you the power of a warrior race." Rolling his hands to his sides, Tarble focused his energy, channeling ki into his palms. A small orb of light began to take shape, swirling and pulsating with raw power between his hands. “I am going to show him how wrong he truly is of me”
"LET THIS SINK IN,” Tarble's voice boomed with defiance, "THAT YOU’VE UNDERESTIMATED THE STRONGEST SAIYAIN IN THE UNIVERSE!" With a primal roar, he utilized instant transmission to materialize directly in front of the Doctor. Despite the significant size difference, Tarble pressed forward, thrusting both hands together with his wrists cuffed and fingertips pointed forward. With focused, he unleashed his technique, the "Mesposo," directing it straight toward the Doctor's upper torso.
Actions1. Instant Transmission
2. Mesposo
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Post by Dr. Ghast on Feb 14, 2024 15:55:26 GMT -5
It all went rather fast, but despite the evnts going at such a fast pace and making everything feel like a blur to most people, Ghast was aware of at the very least the basics of what had happened. The saiyan prince had actually managed to maneuver himself in such a way that stopping or at the very least mitigating the damage from the mad scientist's own retort to the first thrown seraphin punch was possible. He didn't know how Tarble had managed to do so, nor was he certain it had even made much of a difference, but within the blink of an eye it ended with the saiyan prince laying down at the end of a rather long trail in a somewhat uncomfortable and awkward position. Clearly, whatever the attempt had been, it must not have been as effective as the young man would have liked it to be, from the looks of things at least.
"Now...I guess that's it," The energy reading he got from the saiyan was minimal at best, but as the doctor turned around to see how the astral plane was faring, he noticed that nothing had changed substantially. With the astral plane still fully intact and unchanged by the abscence of this particular place's creator, it meant that the saiyan prince wasn't out of the count just yet. "Hmm?"
As soon as he realized his own mistake, his hubris blinding him from the truth, the doctor turned around to look at the saiyan again. However, unlike before, Tarble had already managed to get up again, even more surprisingly, he suddenly seemed to appear out of nowhere without warning...besides the loud yelling which if it weren't for the use of the instant transmission technique, would have been a really bad tactical decision. Yet, exactly because of the instant transmission, the mad scientist had been taken aback by the sudden close proximity of the saiyan prince and his reaction towards the thin beam of energy launched his way was as such delayed and defunct by default.
"aaaAAH!!!" The hollow scream coming from the doctor's boney throat was ghoulish and filled with anguish, as the enrgy collided with his chest and he heaved backwards, his back archin in such a way it almost looked like he had been snapped in twain. However, the scream stopped abruptly, as a chuckling started to emerge, Ghast slowly reaching back to his gull height as he started to dust off his coat, revealing that despite the lack of strength and power behind the energy, the momentary lapse of judgment and calculation by the doctor had made it possible for the beam of energy to bore a hole into the coat and the padding underneath. "Heh...heh...impressive...heh."
Slowly reaising his left hand, the doctor's skeletal visage started to somewhat contort into an eerie, horrifying grin, the bones creaking as he pointed loosely towards the young saiyan with his index and middle finger held together aimed towards the saiyan prince's chest. Blue energy started to envelop the doctor's fingertips on both the left and the right hand, when he suddenly vanished from his spot, reappearing right in front of the young saiyan, firing off not just one, but two blindingly fast, somewhat thin beams of dark blue energy towards the saiyan's left and right arm, only to vanish again from sight and reappear a few yards behind the saiyan prince, only to repeat the process, by firing off two consecutive, extremely fast dark blue beams of energy again, though this time aimed to the back of the saiyan prince's knees.
"Strongest saiyan in the universe..." The monstrous man let out a hollow, ghoulish chuckle as he placed his right hand against the side of his skull-like head, nodding and pressumably clacking what had to go through for his tongue. "Don't try to be coy with me...if you truly were the strongest saiyan, they'd have perished a long time ago..."
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Tarble
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Posts: 617
Organization: Saiyan Empire
Race: Saiyan
Status: Contact Me
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Post by Tarble on Feb 14, 2024 21:06:21 GMT -5
The Forgotten Saiyan 641/1,282 Tarble unleashed his beam, watching it hurtle towards the Doctor with intent. A smirk of satisfaction graced his lips as the energy struck the target head-on, delivering a potent blow that promised to inflict considerable damage. As the beam surged forward, Tarble couldn't help but notice the Doctor's body contorting backward upon impact. “You should never turn your back on me like that as if I am not a worthy opponent”
As Tarble withdrew his hands, his eyes widened in disbelief as the Doctor slowly corrected his posture and rose upright once more. "Impressive," were the words spoken from the Doctor making Tarble’s eyes quickened with fear. Frozen in place, he couldn't shake the unsettling realization that the Doctor had recovered from such a close-range assault, instilling a sense of dread within him. “Move God damnit, come on body. Make a move quickly… he is about to attack”
The chilling sound of bones cracking reverberated throughout the area, sending shivers down Tarble's spine. With growing apprehension, he watched as the Doctor raised his hand, blue energy crackling and swirling around it ominously. Tarble's right hand twitched involuntarily as his mind desperately urged his arm to move into position to defend against the impending attack. But in the blink of an eye, the Doctor was upon him. Unable to react in time, Tarble felt the searing impact of two beams slamming into both of his arms, the force of the attack causing him to stagger backward with a grunt of pain. “Those beams were fast… much faster and stronger than my mesposo. ARRR… my arms are number right now”
The Doctor's movements were a blur, surpassing Tarble's ability to react. Before Tarble could even discern the Doctor's whereabouts, he felt the searing impact of two more beams striking his back in rapid succession. The force of the blasts propelled the lost prince forward, his head snapping back as his body was sent uncontrollably towards the ground. As Tarble lay sprawled on the earth, vulnerable and defeated, the mocking voice of the Doctor echoed in his ears. Ridiculing Tarble's claims of being the strongest Saiyan in the universe, the Doctor taunted him, deriding the notion that the Saiyan race would amount to anything if Tarble were their pinnacle of strength.
“Everything I thrown at this Skeletor he just takes it and comes back with something harder. It is as if he is taking my attacks and making them stronger as the battle goes on. What can I do to make this warrior feel some pain”
Tarble's left arm hung limp, rendered useless by the relentless assault. With each movement, he was acutely aware of the dwindling time he had left in this grueling battle. Every motion sent waves of pain coursing through his body, but he refused to succumb. Gritting his teeth, he planted his right palm firmly on the ground and slid his right knee along the earth, mustering every ounce of strength to lift himself up. Finally standing, Tarble pivoted his body to face the Doctor, his gaze piercing and determined, as if he were staring down the barrel of a gun. “I will not lose to anyone, I am the best. There is always a way to beat someone I just need to find the way to do it”
Tarble's chuckle reverberated through the air as he responded, “Hmph… Was that supposed to be insulting to me? Huh… We are the ultimate warrior race and you are nothing but just bones. It is not impossible to beat you, I just have to find a way.” With determination fueling his every move, Tarble slid his right foot forward, pushing off with all his might to propel himself towards the Doctor. As he closed the distance, Tarble thrust his right palm out towards the Doctor's chest, aiming to deliver a decisive blow.
Actions1. Stunned
2. Focused Palm Strike
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Post by Dr. Ghast on Feb 17, 2024 17:39:19 GMT -5
"My my my, having a rough time?" The mad scientist seemed to grin upon the expected result of his merciless assault upon the saiyan prince...or rather, that which could've been gleaned as being a ruthless assault, considering despite the brutality, the cold and downright cruel acts of the doctor, this all was but a mere taste of what he could do, what he could unleash upon the saiyan prince. However, as was always the case, Ghast was a man of calculations, careful approach and timely responses, diciding his actions based on what he could learn through observation and experimentation. He cared as much for this saiyan prince as he did for his own flesh, evolution was the key to the progress of the universe, to strengthen those who were weak by any means necessary, to delve deep into the potential of people, to draw it out was always essential for evolution. "Perhaps what you need is not rest, is not compliments from some strawmen...but true, unadultered fear, something which can traumatize you, force you to feel such an intense emotion that your body would without question try to evolve to either overcome or nullify that fear."With the saiyan prince clearly not feeling the proper emotions the doctor was aiming for just yet, Ghast was quite taken aback by how hard it was to break tarble's spirit. A true testament of saiyan behavior, the tenacity to maybe even ignore their own death...something the mad scientist would someday expect to see a saiyan achieve considering their stubborn mindset. While feeling slightly frustrated, but also shocked by this constant defiance, the mad scientist seemed to close his eyes, as the blazing purple eyes seemed to dull for a moment, long enough for the saiyan prince's palm strike to land and shove the doctor backwards, with clear fractures appearing within the exposed chest visible underneath the hole the prince's earlier beam had managed to make within the doctor's protective, padded clothing. "That stings," Looking down, the doctor reached for his chest and let out a deep grunt, clearly not faking it as his eyes blazed once more. He knew that despite all the power in the universe, once ones focus was gone, they'd be vulnerable no matter what. He had lost his focus and being blindsided never ended well. "Fine, if you really believe yourself to be the ultimate warrior race, the ultimate specimens of power...allow me to rectify this believe...I will simply show you a bit...more..."With those words being said, the doctor's head started to crack, his energy first completely dropping to nothing, when all of a sudden his skull cracked open completely. Behold...evolution!!!"Where first was nothing, not a spec of power nor energy, suddenly a swirling vortex of bloodred energy erupted from the skeletal figure, while within the darkness beyond the red vortex, a singular, large, crimson demonic eye seemed to exert itself, twisting from side to side until it turned towards the saiyan prince. Several bone-like spines jutted out of the blood red vortex of energy, cracking and reshaping themselves until they formed almost like a chakra-wheel behind the emerging physical form of the demonic, monstrous doctor. Though physically not much seemed to have changed, the shift in his energy was without a doubt massive, the cold feel of his energy now seeped with bloodlust and manic madness. "I am the next step...I am beyond death, I have evolved from the meager means of humanity...Now do tell me, little saiyan prince, what were you saying again about finding a way?"Turning his arm away from the young saiyan prince, the mad scientist suddenly fired off a large blast of energy away from the saiyan prince, aiming for the energy to simply pass Tarble harmlessly...but to have him at the very least understand the significance of this gesture by having the energy blast blow up close enough for the prince to fully understand the gravity of the situation. "Here's something perhaps even more terrifying for you to know...there are still those more powerful than me, more vicious, more deranged and less merciful...you really think the saiyans are the ones who stand at the pinnacle of this universe's food chain?"
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Tarble
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Organization: Saiyan Empire
Race: Saiyan
Status: Contact Me
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Post by Tarble on Feb 18, 2024 13:34:59 GMT -5
The Forgotten Saiyan 832/2,114 Having concluded his attack, Tarble took a few steps back, creating some space between himself and the Doctor. Despite his relentless efforts, every tactic the lost prince had employed against the Doctor had proven ineffective. The arsenal of techniques at his disposal seemed to be dwindling rapidly. As Tarble stood there, he could feel the weight of exhaustion settling upon him, his breaths growing heavier with each passing moment. He attempted to conceal his fatigue from the Doctor, taking shorter breaths in an effort to maintain composure. However, the cumulative toll of the Doctor's relentless onslaught was beginning to wear him down, evident in the burden weighing heavily upon his shoulders. “What does he mean by fear. I am not allowed to fear anything nor anyone. He says he understands the saiyan race, but he thinks he will put fear into me. My blood that courses my body will not allow me to show weakness”"You're not the first warrior to threaten to strike fear into my bones, and I doubt you'll be the last," Tarble retorted coolly, his gaze unwavering as he observed the Doctor's reaction to where his palm strike had landed. “What else can he show me other than more bones… evolution…”Tarble's eyes widened in astonishment as he witnessed the Doctor's transformation unfolding before him. Swiftly, he slid his right hand toward his scouter, his fingers pressing the button to activate its display. His shock deepened as he observed the rapidly escalating numbers on the screen, indicating the Doctor's power surge. With a trembling hand, Tarble hesitated, his left foot instinctively sliding back as his body instinctively prepared for confrontation. The fear within him manifested in the quivering of his fingers, his resolve tested by the overwhelming force before him. As the transformation neared completion, the Doctor's question hung in the air, prompting Tarble to confront the daunting challenge that lay ahead. “How in the hell did he gain so much power… he is the devil… there is no way I can compete with this. His power is double, no triple mine. My time-skip did not work, he has already seen me use instant transmission. My Deca form was too weak against his first form. I…I… do not have anything else… to compete with this… Would my Ultimate saiyan form help me here… no it will just make me slower to where I can not hit me… I can… not… give”The Doctor unleashed a powerful energy blast that streaked past the lost prince with astonishing speed. Tarble stood frozen in shock as the blast whizzed dangerously close beside him, barely registering its trajectory. His eyes remained fixed on the Doctor, his mind unable to process the imminent danger. Unmoving and unresponsive, Tarble remained rooted to the spot, his hands trembling uncontrollably. The deafening roar of the explosion reverberated through the air as the energy blast found its mark behind the lost prince, engulfing the area in a massive eruption of force. Despite the chaos unfolding around him, Tarble remained motionless, still trapped in the grip of his own fear and uncertainty. “That beam was… fast… and powerful. There was nothing I could have done, not even use one of my beams to hold it back”As Tarble struggled to gather his wits, the Doctor's words cut through the air, challenging the very foundation of Tarble's beliefs. The Doctor asserted that there were warriors far more formidable and terrifying than himself scattered across the vast expanse of the universe. He probed Tarble, questioning whether the Saiyans truly reigned supreme as the apex predators in the cosmic hierarchy. Caught in the grip of fear that still pulsed through his veins, Tarble found himself incapable of formulating a coherent response to the Doctor's inquiry. The revelation shook him to the core; throughout his upbringing, he had never been made aware of beings possessing such staggering power. Every ounce of effort he had poured into achieving his Super Saiyan form now seemed futile in the face of this bone chilling adversary. In mere moments, his hard won triumph was eclipsed by the looming specter of the Doctor's overwhelming might. “Get it together Tarble… get it together. I have come a long way to get where I am. I bet he was born with power and did not have to fight like I have”"You may possess greater knowledge of the universe than I do," Tarble began, his voice steady despite the tremors of fear still lingering within him, "but I refuse to cower before you. I will shatter my own limitations and overcome you. Unlike other warriors who may flee from your might, I stand firm in my resolve." With determination blazing in his eyes, Tarble straightened his posture, his right-hand slicing through the air with purpose. "You will be the first to fall beneath my feet," he declared, his tone resolute. "And as I step over your bone-laden skull, I will march onward to face whatever challenges await me next."
Actions1. Scouter-Reading
2. Stunned
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Post by Dr. Ghast on Feb 18, 2024 15:28:07 GMT -5
"You truly are stubborn," The doctor let out a sigh, which sounded so unnaturally hollow it could've been just some air escaping through the bony make up of the man...or rather monster. With the demonic eye visibly agitated as it writher within the mad scientist's skull, pouring all its attention upon the saiyan who despite showing signs of fear and discomfort was still resisting the urges that normally came with the sensation of being confronted with something far beyond one's own comprehension. Ghast could've gone all out, just to push it further, but he decided that perhaps that would only affirm the saiyan's tenacity and resilience, a childish resort when power alone wouldn't work.
"Oh my dear boy, you have no idea how fun you are," Letting out a eerie, inhuma sounding chuckle, the monstrous skeleton seemed to lean a bit backwards, the spines protruding from his back slamming into the ground and supporting his body as he hung backwards. Making himself a bit comfortable, completely disregarding Tarble's show of strength and resolve, the mad scientist just waved his skeletal left hand in the air. "You remind me of one of those saiyans I have worked on a couple of years back, I think it was Test Subject 2497, strong willed, very stubborn and hopelessly dogmatic.
Moving his hand gently through the air, the doctor started humming a bit. "I used to be just a simple human, a man with nothing noteworthy besides my intellect. No power, no strength, no control...but here I stand."
Standing up again, the bone-like appendages wriggling as he moved calmly around, the mad scientist scoffed at Tarble's resilience and his tenacity, even respecting it to some degree. However, if this youngling thought he'd be capable of just threading over the doctor's corpse, he'd have another thing coming. "Think about it, o what lengths I must have gone to come from 'just a regular human' to what I am now...I died, I transcended and I have grown, I have evolved beyond the status of being a human. Some may call me a demon, others call me a monster, but in truth, I am still human, with a human will, a human greed and more importantly...an oh so human-like cruel nature. I can make more like me, stronger, faster and more powerful in every aspect. Saiyans, changelings, avalonians, demons, celestials..."
Raising both his hands in the air, almost as if he was conducting an orchestra, the sky darkened alongside his movement, thunder and lightning rumbling as his own energy flared up again, a mixture of crimson and hellish red hues accompanied by the occassional purple streak blazed upwards like a towering inferno of bloodied flames. "You are all but stepstones, incomplete templates to that which I desire most...infinite, undaunted and unbroken evolution...adaptability beyond limits, beyond potential and I don't care how many hundreds, thousands, MILLIONS have to be lovingly sacrificed to this goal, it is worth it."
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