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Post by Sitka on Mar 16, 2024 20:18:18 GMT -5
The Saiyan was beyond cocky. Maybe it was because scouters and sense didn’t work as well so he couldn’t sense Gohan’s power level. He probably only saw a young boy trying to get one over on them with trickery versus having any real strength. He didn’t underestimate Gohan’s cleverness at the least, but he didn’t seem to care much about his subordinates. If he had a tactical position for them he didn’t order it, but even arms crossed the elite soldier had an aura of readiness to him.
Gohan might have been better off slamming him right in the face in a more direct way. The cocky bastard probably would have taken it to instant regret, but Gohan decided to be more deceitful, which just put the elite more on guard. A new foe could be stronger, and the second Gohan darting from the darkness dropped his arms as his stance switched in one fluid movement, meeting his flurry of punches with strong guard that seemed to double up each punch that hit rather than be overwhelmed.
Cocky, but he only cared about himself, so his concern was on the new Gohan, surprised to see it was the same kid, and the fact that the original Gohan was facing away from him suited him just fine.
Meanwhile, the four Saiyans stayed true to character. The three that had charged him stared dumbly, while the only one who didn’t do a fool’s rush did one now. As soon as this Saiyan saw Gohan facing him, he bum rushed him, ducking under the blasts to try and punch the kid, but Gohan took to the air. All he had to do was look up to know he needed to press further in. There wasn’t a whole lot of space, but he found a decent spot and pressed his back to the sturdier wall.
While the elite didn’t care what was happening to his subordinates, he was keeping a very careful attention on the entire battlefield and when Kale rushed out, he grabbed onto Gohan’s shoulders. The young Saiyan was hell bent on keeping him from saving his allies, trying to keep this a more even match, so that’s what he got. He pulled the kid in the way of Kale’s reckless charge, before slamming his head hard into Gohans.
One of the things about this timeline that had changed was how powerful the Saiyans were. This showed now as the elite’s head bashed into Gohan’s like a sledgehammer. Staying on top of the boy and out of Kale’s range he swung a haymaker meant to push Gohan back in front of the girl and slam him into the wall. There wasn’t a great amount of room in this tunnel, and the Elite knew it, pressing in on his next attack to shove his knee into Gohan’s gut with enough force to knock him off his feet, then standing tall, he swung his fists down on the boy, truly like a hammer meant to crush him deeper into the earth.
Whether that haymaker antic worked or not, the one lone Saiyan survivor--well, maybe the others survived, but they were very much buried and blocked out of commission, things going well to Gohan’s plan--lunged towards Kale before she could maneuver around her companion. In close quarters, and after seeing so many instances of ki destruction in this damn tunnel, he went for pure fisticuffs, almost mimicking the girl in her attempt at fast strikes. He couldn’t keep up to Kale’s standard for sure, but there was only so much space to move and gain speed, so his compact punches sliced through the air and into her body without giving her much leeway. At the least, he only managed to throw three.
”You’ve bit off more than you can chew, kid,” the elite said, smirk staying on his face. He supposed it was good one survived, but time would tell.
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Post by Sitka on Mar 16, 2024 20:18:58 GMT -5
As Wriggle’s anger grew, so did a sense of unease. It was very easy to write that sense of unease off as an effect of Wriggle’s skyrocketing power level, but it was more unnatural than that, more sinister. Wriggle’s anger, however powerful, however malicious, was human. Mortal might have been a better word considering her buglike appearance, but humans stole the word for something empathetic, something you could draw understanding to. Her rage was sensible, and her power, however unnatural in this timeline, however Earth shattering it promised to be, came from a place that wasn’t in all its glory an incomprehensible monster.
Well, the Saiyans might have thought as such, that she was the monster, her appearance called for it, but they were the ones looking up, and as Wriggle tried to steal the sky, the sky laughed at her. The barrier laughed at her.
Grey poured out from her, but the barrier above her shone a darker red, the lines of energy curling through the shadows of it until it looked like a sinister grin, rising and falling in what could only be a laugh. Whatever was fueling the barrier was enjoying the show, and was not going to go without a taste of this power. Wriggle’s malice triggered something in the empowered barrier, its consciousness already expanding thanks to Mira, its abilities growing more tangible.
As she shot what should have been a devastating beam, the effect was a lot more mundane. Power from it was siphoned by the barrier, and while it was never going to cancel out all destruction, her attack became much more survivable, which was likely something it enjoyed as well.
The beam swallowed up who it could, but she had given plenty of warning to try and man some type of defense. The Saiyans, though stupid, were trained military, and that power got them moving immediately as the sought cover and defense from their once battlefield, Nach screaming orders that could just barely be heard over the bug’s booming voice. They were incomprehensible to Anna or Nelgae or anyone in that group, but the Saiyan’s had an inkling of what he was going to say, and could understand it along with the hand gestures even through the booming sound of Wriggle’s voice.
Anna, unfortunately, had to protect Yan, she gave up her own defense to cover him, but the monkey’s telekinetic power, fueled how it was held better against the weakened blast. Still, the waves of destruction were still a physical force to be reckoned with, and without Anna stabilized it sent the duo tumbling.
The same could be said for Nelgae, but he had more time preparing his defense than Anna, considering he was not trying to stop his queen, and was able to better ride the waves that followed, his large body protecting Hertz completely, the lucky bastard.
And then Yan moved. He had little time for his normal flair thus far, but he was not going to waste the opportunity given by Wriggle. If her power was fueled by malice, Yan’s was fueled by…something else entirely. The Elite was struggling to get his wits about him when Yan struck like a ghast in the night, digging his ki enforced claw into the man’s gut, with the blast tearing at his already damaged organs. Yan flew away, and Nach fell over dead. If they had hoped to get information out of him, well, the monkey ruined that, but at least the man was down for the count.
But what of the other Saiyans? Hertz picked them out, stomping in his heavy mental dancing before they could recover and one of the Saiyans did not rise again, but the three stooges who had followed Yan so loyally remained, as well as two of the newcomers. Those two recovered, but their focus was to search for Nach, while the Saiyan Stooges struggled to throw Hertz off them, the robot being too fast, before turning their attention to Wriggle.
Now, as much as we call them stooges, they were the Saiyans happily murdering many Earthlings when this began, and while they were totally freaked out by the golem monsters, a slave going rogue was more than in their purview, and just as Wriggle was offended, so were they.
The first stooge immediately was extremely wounded from her attack, which only fueled his rage, and without even rising from the ground he sent a barrage of blasts. He met to give her something difficult to manever so that it gave time for less wounded of the three to time to aim and fire a much larger more destructive blast at the bug, trying to engulf her as she had them.
The final stooge continued their trained tactics, barely rising from the ground but waiting for the moment she was overwhelmed by his allies' attack or moving to dodge it, before aiming two fingers at her that caused an explosion to break free on her body.
As the stooges attacked Wriggle, and Hertz finished his dance, the communication's device would screech out some static, before a garbled voice answered.
"Grinubiin, is that you?"
Someone might want to stop Hertz from answering wildly, as this could be a chance for answers.
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Post by Cauli on Mar 18, 2024 6:33:50 GMT -5
Cauli was not a good patient. She was not even an average patient. Yet she did little to try and dissuade the girls from trying to help her. One might have thought it strange, but only if they weren't able to see through her eyes. At this juncture, Cauli could barely see through her own eyes and what she could see with the pounding headache was halos around all of the light sources and a weird jumble of shapes and colours that were not in focus. There were voices around her - people talking perhaps. She didn't know. There had been no response to her own attempts at speech, but she had no idea what the words sounded like once they were out of her jumbled mind. She didn't take the korrin bean that was offered by Riki, mostly because she didn't understand what was going on but also because, as mentioned previously, she was not a good patient.
There was something else in this universe that she was good at, and it was fortunate for her that Riki administered the bean in such a way that it hit on that submissive streak, even through her pounding migraine and concussion-addled thought process. Cauli smiled at the invasion of her mouth and swallowed the bean like the good girl she could be. She sat back and looked at the jumble of shapes that she believed to be the one who gave her the bean and continued to smile. When Riki helped her up she didn't resist and even tried to help as they sped over the terrain towards the humans. When they arrived Cauli tried to look around, tried to make sense of the world around her once more. Whatever she had swallowed had helped with the pain from her injuries but it seemed to have done little to quell the raging storm in her head. Only the dismantling of the barrier above would do that.
Nevertheless, Cauli tried to move, tried to look around and make sense of this place. Most of the time was spent on all fours, trying to maintain her equilibrium. She didn't want to be a burden to her helpers and so tried to find a quiet place to meditate in the hope that she could at least build some sort of defence against the raging power of the barrier that was coursing through her mind.
Actions 1. Investigate the Area 2-4. Look for somewhere quiet to meditate
Items: Ancient Jellyfish, Potion (Bottle of Sake), Stun Grenade, Stasis Grenade
Physical Condition: >30% health, superficial cuts to calf, burned arms and torso, multiple crushed ribs. damaged shoulder and rotator cuff with torn ligaments. Searing migraine and concussive symptoms including disrupted balance and dizziness.
400/2429 Stats:
PL: 472,153 / 629,538 Ki: 236,077 / 314,769 Strength: 91,855 Speed: 92,714 Toughness: 90,002 Stamina: 77,503 Vitality: 78,931
Int: 6238 Cha: 2561 Det: 4361
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Post by Shell on Mar 18, 2024 14:33:50 GMT -5
The battle had certainly intensified in the barrier. Shell knew the fight was going on, but he had decided to stay away from it for now. Instead, he knew they were looking for a way out of this place and to make sure the timeline did not go straight to hell because of their actions underground. AURORA’s attempts to gather more information were not going as desired, but the Namekian was confident that his AI would figure out the location.
For now, they had to advance towards the Summit. That was until the massive explosion took place from the battle.
Towa spoke up, ”What in the world was that another mass explosion?”
The Paladin nodded, ”Another massive fight is going on that way, not sure against what, but clearly they are throwing around some serious firepower to handle it.” He paused as the visual shockwave of energy rippled through the air towards them. Like the aftermath of a massive explosion, they would be in the line of danger next even if it was not a direct hit from the attack.
Shell gripped the sword in his right hand, raising it quickly, before slashing it downwards towards the shockwave. The blade flowed with a straight blue light that seemed to cut through the shockwave of power and spread it so the wave itself broke around him for now, keeping him clear from the danger it presented.
Meanwhile, Towa was not slow to react either. Standing next to Shell, she did not get the cover from his blades slice through the air, but she had her own way of dealing with static energy. Holding her hand out, she chanted a few words in a tongue unknown to the Namekian. In a moment, the shockwaves coming towards her started to cyclone around her, almost consuming her for a moment, before igniting in flames and condensing themselves into fire around the spears that also floated around her.
”You have any other information you wish to share,” She said looking at the Namekian obviously upset he did not mention the battle that was going on before.
Shell shook his head no, ”I did not fail to disclose that information for any reason other than it did not feel relevant to what we were doing.” He turned his attention back to the Summit, which is where they were heading, ”I figure a fight would only further fuel the barrier around this city and since our presence and Mira blowing up caused an unexpected surge to that barrier, I felt unneeded distractions were not necessary. We can always go back and fight whatever it is that they are fighting if that is what you desire. I just did not see a reason at this point.”
Towa shrugged it off, knowing that at this point with Mira but a core in her pocket dimension, that Shell was her best hope of getting out of here alive. She was still a capable fighter if she had to be, but with her goals still in mind, the end result of this mission was important. The fact that Mira had overloaded and possibly caused the mission to fail, she was worried they would be blacklisted from future missions. The demon goddess was aware that coming here with those scrolls, made it so they were being watched. The fact they had failed so far was concerning to her and the goals she had.
”Ultimately, it does not matter.” The demon goddess said, ”I just want you to know that we can’t keep things from one another if we are going to work together. It is possible I would have wanted to go gather people in that fight. We really have no idea what we are running into, so the more people involved the better.”
She was right. If they had gone and helped clear out whatever is being fought where that shockwave came from, then maybe they could have recruited more to help them out. The lights were clearly dangerous so who knew what else they might come up against. Shell just had concern. The more they had around them, the more dangerous is was for everyone. The explosions that people were choosing to utilize in combat in a city was unsafe and if they were underground, it would be even worse. If only they still had Mira and his tracking of the Saiyan’s they might have been much closer to ending this charade once and for all. Instead, they were just trying to find a way from completely messing up the timeline. That was certainly Shell’s focus after what AURORA had transmitted, but it seemed like his AI was having temporary issues gathering information consistently.
Shell tapped the side of his glasses, to continue the counter-hack as they wanted to still find the location of the royal as quickly as possible. Either way though, they were close to the Summit and were not going to be wait around. Shell nodded in the direction and he and Towa took off making it to the location of the first explosion rather quickly.
There they had a scene to examine. Damage, bodies, and wreckage from the explosion covered the area, making it hard to know exactly what was going on where. Shell noted the damage and understood that enemies were likely around still. Since they were not in a battle right away though, he decided that it was best for now to go and check on the passage to the underground entrance. Looking over at Towa he gave a slight nod, ”See what information you can get, I’m going to check on the passage.” They were close enough that he was able to keep his voice down and proceed, trying to not make a ruckus in a rather chaotic scene to be examining.
Towa was not overly concerned about rushing until they knew something, so taking time to examine what was going on felt like the best course of action. She looked at the corpses around the area. Saiyan’s but without tails. Trying to see if any of them had any information or anything that would be helpful for them before they likely proceeded down the hole into the underground once again. The important part was to get the information, whatever helpful tools they might have or just learn more about what happened here without alerting any enemies.
She was looking over the bodies of the Saiyan’s when she saw one that certainly did not belong. A person she recognized from television. How did a pop star end up at a Saiyan Summit on Earth right after the Galactic War? That certainly did not make sense, but it did grab her attention. She moved over to the body, careful to not make noise on the debris all around them and then looked down at the socialite. When something felt out of place, that felt like the biggest clue to her. The demon goddess examined the body and belongings of the celebrity closely. Hopefully something would come of this time examining everything. It was either that or AURORA needed to provide answers. Towa did not desire to dive back into the underground blind once again.
WC: 1,200 (6100 Total) (3050 Shell, 3050 Towa, 1200 Mira)
Shell: Ki 90% A1: Aura Blade vs Shockwaves A2: AURORA Counter Hack for Proper location of Abducted Royalty A3: Travel to Summit (3/3) A4: Investigate Underground Entrance
Mira: WC: 1200 (Nanobug, Cha 4k+)
Towa: 70% A1: Transmute Energy vs Shockwaves (Gain Daji’s Flame Shield) A2: Travel to Summit (4/4) A3: Investigate Saiyan corpses A4: Investigate Celebrity
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Lemon
Veteran Member
Star Wolves Roleplay Guide
Posts: 382
Organization: Planet Trade Organization
Race: Hybrid
Status: Contact Me
Soul: Tri
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Post by Lemon on Mar 18, 2024 16:41:08 GMT -5
Yua could understand that she wasn't trusted, that was fair enough. She did her best to stay out of Riki's way, at least in the sense that she would still support Cauli if allowed. Otherwise, the android would be a vanguard behind the group, with Lemon who led the way. She would likely not be appreciated for this, she supposed, but it was the perhaps the best thing for her to do. These three probably met before the quest started, though she hardly understood the pairing. Two demons, at least one of them part Saiyan, and a human. She found that actually quite amusing, in a weird way.
Yua also understood that androids were not as trusted by Earthlings, unless perhaps, they proved they could be trusted. She didn't have a chance yet with this group, and Lemon would look back at her, usually with a suspicious look or glare, as if to make sure that she hadn't slipped away. This had turned intp quite the blunder, but she would just have to grin and bare it. That was the saying, no? Yua hardly believed that she had a choice in that regard, as she kept herself on alert. They were going to meet some humans, people that weren't attacked by golems, and were at least far enough away from the blast radius to not be outright killed. Both blast radiuses.
What the group found when they met the grouping wasn't just humans, but Saiyans as well. Yua didn't push her way to the front, she just let Lemon stay in the lead. She kept silent for the time being. She already felt enough shame in her actions that led to two deaths, there was no need for her to open her mouth and ruin a chance for calm. The other was that this incident was not as long after the Galactic War. The Steel Legion was most likely fresher in these people's mind. She would stay back and away if ordered, but stay close enough to help defend if needs be. If that were the case, Yua would have just kept a silent rear guard, despite the suspicion and distrust.
At least the woman Cauli didn't seem to throw her a glare. Then again, that was likely due to the concussion and other maladies that afflicted the Saiyan woman. She could likely not get her bearings straight. Perhaps the only thing that Yua could help with was to shoulder the woman. She was not a burden in Yua's eyes, but rather a companion to the group. She always found it strange when wounded companions thought that they were a burden, she could hardly fathom the feelings. Yuna had tried to explain it, but the android didn't comprehend that feeling at all.
Lemon, on the other hand, was quite different in her regards. While she did lead the group, she was not exactly sure why these Saiyans were in the lead here. Humans were not a group that she was familiar with, but they seemed a bit like her people from her home planet. Resolved, and most importantly, determined to stay alive, no matter the circumstance. She respected that.
What Lemon distrusted more was the android that appeared out of nowhere. She didn't have a ki rating, so it wasn't like the Scouter could tell her if it was from this time or their time. Or rather, if she was an ally or enemy. She hadn't made much headway in anything but suspicion, As the demoness approached the human defensive group, she did find it strange that Saiyans defended them. Her Saiyan blood wanted to raise up and challenge them, but the demon nature squashed it for practicality's sake. She looked over at Cauli and she was definitely not in a good way.
Lemon would try to be the first to appear near them, and noted the clean up. Corpses were thrown out, but she failed to understand why. Bodies turned to stone when dead, but someone felt off to her. Didn't most sentient life take their dead to be buried, no matter their condition? She tilted one of her ears to see if she could hear anything besides the orders in the dirction of the corpses, but spoke up as their group would have been seen to walk over. Lemon not as battered as her companions, besides the android behind her. "Sir, we came here because of the blast."
It would probably seem weird, this ragtag group. A cat girl, Cauli in her beaten up and battered position, Riki with her own bandaged body, and then the silent black armored figure that came up with the other two. But Lemon pressed on, "My injuries as not as bad, but if I and the one that brings up our rear assist you in building up defenses, would you be able to tend to the other two?" She jabbed a finger back at Riki and Cauli. Though Cauli didn't want to feel like a burden, it would be a great help to have some people on the inside to gather more information. Though she had not asked her friends what they thought, it was in her nature to act like this.
Lemon even allowed the Saiyan to see her tail. It moved about in the way a Saiyan's might, before some quiet voice in the back of her mind told her to wrap it around her waist. She wasn't sure what that was about, but she did so, as she waited for the answer. She had questions of her own, but she hoped that the offer would be something that the man took. An offer to help them, in payment to treat her friends. That android could at least do one thing useful for the group, in her mind.
Yua, the one in question, allowed Riki and Cauli to do as they wanted. Riki was not exactly a fan of the android, and Yua didn't blame her, if that was the case. She looked over at Lemon, before she nodded her head. If she said anything, then that could lead to a misunderstanding. She was the silent type, she guessed, and knew that if she said anything about masters or programming, that would likely just set nerves into overdrive. The android would simply do as instructed, for the time being. That was, if the Saiyan agreed to the terms.
Yua, on the other hand, did so some quiet snooping, if her scanners allowed it. While her brown irises had been the same color since Riki and the others met her, they shifted before she came into view to the Saiyans. Those were the color for her to scan to check life forms, their condition, and to check body heat. It was a neat function, but the shift in iris colors usually put organics off. So she did her best to shift them before she got into contact with new groups. Riki was likely not to trust her, and she was sure that Lemon trusted her even less than that.
She would note that the basement held the most people, and likely those that could treat people. She might even see their positions. That was, being this close to the barrier, if the interference didn't mess with those scanners. It was hard enough to try and get them to work underground. She had been able to pick up on Riki's ki signature, so she figured there was a shot that above ground, her scanners would work better than underground. She wouldn't hold her breath if it didn't work out, though.
WC: 1268 (split in half for Lemon and Yua) Y: 3,450 L: 2,713
Actions (Lemon): 1. Travel to humans (3/3) 2. Speak with Saiyan / encampment leader 3-4. Offer assistance to heal or treat Cauli and Riki in return for help strengthening the encampment
Actions (Yua): 1-3. Attempt to use scanners to check condition of the camp [Bio scanner] 4. Agree to assist with Lemon's plan
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Tarble
Grizzled Veteran
Posts: 587
Organization: Saiyan Empire
Race: Saiyan
Status: Contact Me
Soul: Main
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Post by Tarble on Mar 18, 2024 17:28:29 GMT -5
The Lost Prince 768/2,103 Leaning against the sturdy bollard, the lost prince rests his weary form, his right arm wrapped across it for support. Each inhalation brings a sharp pain, as if a dagger were piercing his chest from within. Slowing his breath, he sinks gradually to the ground, his body threatening to give way entirely. Gazing skyward, he watches the clouds drift lazily across the distant horizon, lost in his own thoughts. “What would I kill to go back to my timeline and get one of those Big Mac’s from that fancy place called McDonalds that Master Roshi always talks about… I can still hear the explosions from the fight so I can tell that it is still going on”
Tarble's eyes slowly closed, sending his mind deep within the past of his memories. -----Past----- Tarble finds himself transported back to his childhood, carefree and full of boundless energy, racing through the streets outside the grand castle on planet Vegeta. A broad grin lights up his face as he recalls the exhilarating sensation of freedom. Suddenly, rounding a corner, he collides with another Saiyan, interrupting a conversation between the stranger and his father. Frozen in place, Tarble feels the Saiyan's leg nudge forward slightly, a silent warning. Raising his gaze, he meets his father's furious stare, rage simmering behind those intense eyes. "TARBLE... What on Vegeta are you doing? You should be out there, striving like your older brother. I swear, how did I ever bring this feeblest Saiyan to ever draw breath?" King Vegeta's voice reverberated with disappointment as he shook his head, his gaze piercing into Tarble. "You'll never amount to anything in this universe if you continue to act like this," the king declared, his words laden with disappointment, before gesturing for the other Saiyan to follow him, leaving Tarble behind in his shadow of disappointment. Young Tarble remained motionless, as if carved from stone, a solitary tear tracing a silent path down his cheek, a symbol of the profound disappointment that his father's gaze had instilled within him. -----Present----- “Well, I guess my father had a point back then. I step into a real fight with other warriors and here I am sitting down on this bollard catching my breath”
As his vision slowly cleared, the lost prince discerned sinister tendrils of danger lurking nearby, fixated on his vulnerable form. A sense of impending harm gripped him as he sat, feeling utterly powerless. Realizing he needed to act swiftly, he pressed his two right fingers to his forehead, invoking the technique of instant transmission to whisk himself behind a nearby building. Emerging from the teleportation with his back still pressed against the wall, the lost prince couldn't shake off the shock coursing through him. All he could muster was a sense of disbelief that his only recourse was to flee. Drawing in a deep breath, the Saiyan prince rose to his feet with deliberate slowness, his hand still pressed against his chest where pain lingered. Retrieving a senzu bean from his pocket with his free hand, he wasted no time in tossing it into his mouth, the potent nourishment immediately invigorating him. As he chewed and swallowed the life-giving bean, a surge of revitalizing energy coursed through his veins, replenishing his strength to its fullest. Amidst the renewed vigor pulsating within him, Tarble's keen senses picked up the faint crackling sounds emanating from the nearby battlefield. “It is time for me to be the saiyan that I am”
With a determined stride, Tarble surged back into the heart of the battle, steeling himself for the challenges ahead. Despite having endured substantial damage, he refused to let it deter him. The lost prince was resolved to demonstrate the superiority of his noble lineage against this malevolent force. Approaching the looming figure of the Monster, Tarble halted, surrounded by the swirling chaos of dust and debris, a testament to the fierce clash that had unfolded in his absence. "I WILL FIND A WAY TO DEFEAT YOU!" Tarble's voice thundered with unwavering determination, echoing across the battlefield. "The Time Patrol entrusted everything to us; to mend this fractured timeline, to restore order as it was meant to be. And I WILL stop at nothing to breach the domain of the gods if need be!" With his right hand thrust forward, pointing accusatorily at the malevolent entity, the lost prince's resolve blazed like a supernova. "I WILL NOT TOLERATE FAILURE FROM MYSELF ANYMORE!" he screamed out, his proclamation ringing out with resolute conviction. “I have surpassed my limits time and time again and this is just another trial within my path” Actions MS. Elevated Super Saiyan (10% Physical Combo Dmg) 1. Instant Transmission 2. Senzu Bean 3. Rest 4. Rest
Attacks Taken Since Damage Report-Double Big Bang Attack, Tentacle Slap, Dark Fireworks, Mini Ion Beam -Damage Taken: 100% (Until told further) -Ki usage: 26% -Ki remaining 74% Battle Stats
Prepped Items1. Senzu Bean 0/1 2. Sunstone Shard 1/1 3. Energizer 1/1 4. Potion 1/1 Battle EquipmentHead: Mark II Scouter of Wind and Rage -Interlock w/ Ugly Sunglasses -Bio Scanner -Martial Arts Database Body: Full Body Saiyan Armor of Wind and Constitution -(Level 3) Spiked Mantle -Armor Gem Arms: Leather Gloves -Interlocks -Saiyan Gauntlets Legs: Super Weighted Pants of Spirit -Interlocks -Saiyan Boots Accessory: Dragon Amulet of Fire -Intelligence Belt of Wind Accessory: Necklace of Wind -Defano Gem of Wind -Ataci Gem of Grace
Special Techs
Speed Teleport 7/7 Instant Transmission 0/1 Rage 1/1 Retaliation 2/2 Sudden Strike 2/2 (Physical Combos) Composure 1/1 Invisible Jump 3/3 Time Skip 2/2 Wolf Fang Fist 3/3 Illusion Wolf 2/2 Shiyoken 4/4 Hassuken 4/4 Lightning Strike Second Wind Ferocity Resolved Death Pact Last Ditch Effort
Counters
Rock Crusher 1/1 Martial Arts Database 1/1 Counter 4/4 Notes:
DMG Reduction: 19% Physical DMG Increase: 18% Armor Gem 1/1 Sunstone Shard 1/1 Training Amplifier Fistcuffs Advanced Fistcuffs The Hidden Style Ki Mastery 3 Sense Hardiness Zenkai
Passives
Hot Head Level 3 (not being used) Pure Power Level 1
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Post by Dr. Ghast on Mar 18, 2024 19:08:23 GMT -5
He had to admit it, letting loose all of the pent up stress and frustration usually did do the trick when it came to dealing with situations that were hard to understand and nearly impossible to quietly and calmly research. So for now, the fact that he could actually monitor how the beast reacted not only to his own technique, but also the strange and interesting technique employed by the golden haired saiyan youth, made all of it at least tolerable.
Taking in a deep breath, the doctor observed how his own technique despite the power he thought it held didn't do nearly as much damage as he had initially hoped and on close inspection, neither did the golden-haired saiyan's technique. No doubt it was mainly a point of overall size and girth making the beast more resilient to most kinds of energy, coupled with what seemed to be an almost limitless supply of that strange energy within them and it would make a recipe for horror, disappointment and frustration for any warrior up against this misshapen blob of mouths, eyes and tentacles...however...because Ghast did not see himself as a warrior and merely as a scholar keen on unraveling what made this beastie tick...he felt his own level of frustration was quite low and easily managed for now.
For once the doctor turned his attention to the other saiyan screaming atop of his lungs that they'd be the ones to defeat the beast...thinking it rather funny that someone who seemed hardly capable of remaining standing on their own legs would be the one to get rid of this eldritch monstrosity, but if it counted, Ghast was aware of how Saiyan physiology worked and more importantly how insanely stubborn they tended to be when faced with nothing but utter ruin and death as their imminent future. "Bunch of mindless, barbaric battlejunkie monkeys...Sometimes I do wonder if Project Root had really been a good thing for King Vegeta..."
Sadly, for now the mad doctor had little time to further contemplate on the saiyan race, as this distraction nearly made him miss the fact that the eldritch beast had once again decided to retaliate against what it no doubt seemed to disregard as mere pests. Fairly annoyed by this redoubled effort of the beast to get rid of all the annoying gnats, Ghast quickly held up his guard, making sure his vital areas were protected as best he could by lowering himself and planting his feet deep into the ground, all the while redicrecting the remaining strength of the broken and cracked barrier to in front of himself all in order to try and minimize the impact of the attack as much as possible within the limited timeframe.
"And...here...it ...comes..." Taking in a deep breath, Ghast braced himself when the massive storm of dark energy imacted against his barrier, shattering it and washing over his body like a wave of water, swallowing the doctor whole and almost washing him away if it weren't for his planted feet and lower center of gravity. Still, he couldn't deny that this attack had been much tougher than expected...for his clothes were surely damaged, his armored underlayers torn as well, while his skeletal body creaked and moaned when he tried to get up again, nearly falling over as he seemed to have some issues with his balance, making him think the impact may have caused a light concussion as well, evident from the fact that his helmet had been damaged and a rather inhuman-looking eye could be seen from beyond the gash in the doctor's helmet.
Finally, the doctor released the air from within himself, his bones creaking and bulking up, tearing his protective, thick padded clothing even more when spines of calcified fur started to jut out from the mad scientist's forearms and lower legs, his boots and gloves ripping open as long, black claws ripped through their fabrics like they'd have been made out of paper. It was quite clear that Ghast wasn't going to play any more games, there were after all too many incalculable variables and too many questions spooking through his head and not enough peace and quiet to actively seek for the answers without interuption.
"My turn...hope you'll survive this...if even barely..." Reaching forwards with his left arm, the doctor's much denser energy, tinged with a strange and erratic signature started to converge in front of the black, obsidian like claws on his left hand, concentrating into a relatively large orb of dark blue energy with hints of silver within the core of it. Allowing the orb to expand a bit further, the doctor opened up his left hand in order to suddenly fire off this mass of concentrated energy towards the eldritch beast...if the beast thought it was the only being that could blow up a city in a single go, it had to think again...for if this made contact...it might very well end up with nothing but the doctor being left to stand...
Stats: Base|Current[Lost majin: Str/tou focused]|Modifiers
Equipment: Body: -Plated Demon Plate armor of wind and constitution[Armor Gem] +800, +8% tou and str in battle, -15% damage taken, +5 spd in training, Increases the effectiveness of FoH by 25%. -Gaverian Enhanced Double mithril lined Perspective cloak w. under armor brand +11% tou in battle, +10% on all CE used by you, -10% on all CE against you, -5% damage taken. Arms: -Gaverian Enhanced Energy stealing Demon Plate Gauntlets of wind and might [comet Shatterer|Centrifugal Equaliser] +400, +4% tou and, +200, +5% str in battle, +15% physical damage, +5 spd in training, Block a WT lv 2 or lower. -Weighted interlock of wind[centrifugal Equalizer]: +11 all stats, +5 speed -Dark Attunement Bracers of dexterity and spirit[Centrifugal Equalizer]: +11 all stats, +550, +6% speed in battle. +40 speed, +5 stamina in training Legs: -Viridian Greaves of fire and rage [Hermes Feather, weight augment] +7% spd, +550, +3% vit in battle, +1 all stats, +5 str, +15 spd and +15 vit in training. Allows you to make one attack in battle unblockable. -Leg Interlock [Centrifugal Equalizer]: +10 all stats in training -Demonic Plate boots of wind[Centrifugal Equalizer]: +300, +3% tou and str in battle, Increases armor damage reduction by +5%, +5 spd in training Head: -MkII scouter [battlerecorder|Techniquescanner|MAD|Bio-scanner|combat simulator]: +20 intel in battle, +2 actions in sneak. -Scouter interlock -Demon Plate helmet of wind [Jack O'lantern add-on: Runic set]: +200, +2% Tou and strength in battle, +5 spd in training Accessory: Shadow Adamantium hardened First Blade of wind and might: +50% dmg against lawful good, +2,000, +4% str, +29% bonus dmg Accessory: -Freezing Energy stealing Champion Fortified Adamantium Fire Dragon's Blade of the Faithful of wind and Might: A Level 4 short sword able to use both sword and dagger techniques. Increases speed by 600 and 3% base in battle and strength by 725 and 10% base in battle. May be dual-wielded with another weapon. This weapon deals 18% bonus damage. -Grooved Hardened Cap shield of Spirit: +100, +1% tou in battle, +1 use of Deflect, +5 sta Accessory:
(Demonic Plate Set Bonus)-If wearing all four pieces of demonic plate flames of hell costs 2% less ki and becomes 25% more effective.
Equipment total stats:+4,225, +32% str, +1,150, +16% spd, +1,800, +31% toughness, +550, +3% vit in battle, +20% physical damage, +47% bonus damage, -20% damage taken, +10% crits given, -10% crits taken Prepped stuff
Items: Sunstone shard, Korin's senzu bean, Elder Gem, Arlian Hive Weapon Techs 11|11: MSA, Triple strike, Verberation blade, Healing Blade, Aura blade, Kuzu ryu sen, Rough Divide, Vast Cross, Improved cripple, Improved windmill, Side swipe
WC 853 TWC 4,817
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Post by Puar on Mar 18, 2024 19:14:22 GMT -5
She took a deep breath after unleashing all of that power, and Wriggle closed her eyes. Anger drove her, but the bug woman would not be as foolish and cocky enough to think her power was safe from this power soaking barrier. Actually, it intrigued her. This was the first time she saw it happen, and it happened to her, soaking up alot of that power that could have been used to destroy everything below her. But now, since she did not destroy them, Wriggle knew what was to come next and she was disappointed when she opened her eyes. Her Knight was slow. He did not make it to her in time to protect her from the barrage of attacks that shot upward at her from the three imbeciles that were on the top of her kill list. She noticed the robot and his dancing and-- it clicked to her. Maybe it was because of who she really was versus the wriggle that knew him -- but the robot reminded her of Wan. “Can’t be. I mean it is possible, but -- Ah that doesn’t matter. Wan and Mapio,” she said to herself. This was enough of a distraction for her not to really defend against what the stooges had planned for her, but she also wasn’t going to in the first place. Their power smashed into her and her body shifted at the powerful blasts, the smoke that popped off her body moving as if they had shot down a bomber plane of some kind. As the smoking figure beelined to the ground, the smoke starting to clear, they would see that she was in the middle of transforming, and becoming even more monstrous than she was before. Her wounds, at-least some of them, healed up nicely as her transformation repaired the damages they had just put on her previous form. Her wings flared out of her back and joined her hair like wings in fluttering, creating a loud buzz as the Queen Ant directed her fall to a planned trajectory, and she turned into a bullet shot out of a high powered rifle towards the second stooge. The speed she showed was at a level they were not used to seeing, especially since she had remained stationary most of this adventure and her destination was much further than just the 2nd stooge himself, looking to zap through him and leave a bloody mess behind her. With him behind her, she screeched right before digging her feet into the ground, sliding a few feet before she would come to a stop, giving them a few fleeting moments to see her true bug state. After those moments her body faded from view right when she showed herself moving again. The only thing that could be tracked was her sound but right before Wriggle would strike, making it nearly impossible to prepare for her assault. When she first appeared, like a flickering image, it was in-front of the first stooge who was gravely injured it seemed. Her hands were molded like sharpened spears, and all four of them stabbed toward his heart as if she was playing darts and aiming for a perfect score. If all four of them connected, she would attempt to rip them all outward to tear his chest open and expose his insides to the outside elements before she moved on. It was hard to see her exact moments, only doing so in a flicker, but he saw it. He would know his final moments if these were his. Each time she moved and attacked she left behind an image of herself -- a testament to the speed she used in this horrific assault. She returned to stooge two, the one she attempted to crash through, and would try to stab two of her appendages through his head and slam him into the ground. She would still be running when doing so, dragging his body along with her so she could use it to attack the third stooges. Wriggle would swing the body up and into the third one to hide her form from him with the body of his comrade as her last two knife like arms would try to shoot through whatever parts of the 2nd’s body that was still put together, and staple those pieces to the 3rd’s chest. She was done with them, quickly taking her hands out of their bodies before scurrying away like a speedy ant, and going toward the two newer ones who were distracted and looking for something. They should have been looking for a way out. She was low to the ground and ran much like the bug she represented right now, a Queen Ant. Wriggle crawled up his legs, her weight felt undeniable as she pressed against him and started stabbing him repeatedly with her arms and right into the chest. Her screech was loud and monstrous as she worked to dismantle him piece by piece with each stab, trying to throw him to the ground where she would try and leave a horrible mess. If any survived, she wanted at-least one or two to die and leave behind a demoralizing sight, one of horror and gore. Wriggle wanted to be messy. As she moved onto the last one, her images left behind finally collapsing onto the real her. She stood up from her crouched bug-like stance and stood like a humanoid with her body covered in blood and her red eyes staring the last one down in her attempted massacre. One final screech, a loud and intimidating one at that, came from her jaws and had a prehistoric tone to it as she launched onto him with all of her might and she threatened to literally eat him. Her jaws opened and she chomped and chomped at his face, digging at him with her pointy arms. She continued after the first attempt after taking another break to scream again, and was adamant about trying to make him a meal. Anna got up from the tumble and grabbed onto her head, hitting it on a rock at some point of that. She groaned and got up noticing that Yan wasn’t in her grasp. She saw Wriggle zooming all over the place, well -- in a determined line between the saiyans anyway -- and she also saw Hertz and heard something from the comm he had. She ran over to Hertz and then to the comm device. “Hey, you got it working?” She actually didn’t see how it got to working but that didn’t matter right now. “Give that to me,” Anna said, more demanding than actually asking. She didn’t want Hertz to respond yet. 1,113 / 4,528 [+530 from the Eldritch write] A1. Titan (Form 4 Special: 10% flat heal; +0.5 DR to adv/finisher techs) A2. ST+ Signture Dragon Dive [DR9][5%][Stooge 2] DZ[5%]. Illusion Wolf[3%] + Unleashed Pummel / Pummel (all of em) [150% bonus dmg] DZ. Illusion Wolf + Pummel [New Saiyan #2] [150% bonus dmg]
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Post by Gohan on Mar 18, 2024 22:30:29 GMT -5
| Strength in Numbers Son Gohan
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"Eerp?"
Audible confusion escaped Gohan's lips as he realized that getting up close and personal with the Saiyan elite really meant up close and personal. Meaty paws clamped onto Gohan's outer shoulder and swung him almost randomly. He was mostly confused by the maneuver until he felt Kale's frustrated movements and realized that he'd become an impromptu shield. Struggling a bit more actively, he pulled his arms up just in time to cushion his face from the hard forehead of the larger foe.
Small stones clattered among the rubble of the collapsed section of the tunnel and the shadow of a young man whistled through the cramped battleground. Clonehan hadn't disappeared just yet and capitalized on the last of the cultists engaging with the Saiyan woman, Kale.
"We'll leave him to you, Kale!" Clonehan shouted, straining to rush into the close quarters combat of his real self and the elite. His arm hooked into the oncoming haymayker at the elbow, killing the momentum of the blow and letting its target regain his posture. Both Gohans' visions synchronized and kaleidoscoped, coherent processing of two perspectives at once blurring the boundary between bodies.
A rising knee came next and one of the boys braced with two outstretched hands. He winced as the powerful blow reverberated through his arms and the pain in his shoulder awoke once more. The following hammerfist fell into the other boy's raised guard, dropping the defending Gohan's stance into a deep squat that relied more on flight than posture to hold upright. A broken ankle and a severe shoulder burn were injuries that could stunt even the most seasoned fighter's reactions, but splitting his sense of self between two bodies gave the teen a reprieve from the acute discomforts of fighting through pain.
Sensing that he had halted the elite's onslaught, at least for the time being, Gohan took back to the offensive. There was no longer any distinction between the real and duplicated body as they danced around one another to confuse the elite's senses. A feint came from the man's left as one Gohan approached, only to stop short and let the other body cut in front first with a jumping kick that flew straight for the elite's chin.
Knowing the attack was coming, the body which halted pivoted sharply and ducked under his duplicate's suspended figure. The second body jumped as well, torquing his hips through the pivot to generate a backwards rotation. Like a gyroscopic top he flipped upside-down and untucked his good leg, the heel scything down at the elite's neck from above to bring him back down to earth and sandwich him between the boy's two bodies.
"I don't know if I'd say that yet," the boys spoke in unison.
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Post by Goten on Mar 19, 2024 4:59:34 GMT -5
"] | Gotenks Word Count: 895 / 2,515 Goten Passive: Adv II, 4k Cha Trunks Passive: Adv II
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Despite his confident bravado, Gotenks' smirk faltered as the smoke slowly cleared, revealing the colossal abomination's form utterly unperturbed amidst the settling debris. Apparently, his Super Ghost Kamikaze Attack didn't even ruffle the eldritch entity's nebulous essence.
"Aw, c'mon! You've gotta be kidding me..." the fused warrior grumbled with furrowed brows, already scanning for any discernible vulnerabilities he could exploit.
His agitated musings proved premature, however, as an inky blackness began emanating from the creature's roiling, shapeless mass. A thick, smog-like murk that rapidly blanketed the surrounding area in a noxious, all-consuming pall of suffocating gloom.
"Ugh, seriously? Did you even check for a gas leak before parking that ugly mug here?" Gotenks sniped, though his usual bravado faltered somewhat as he eyed the steadily encroaching cloud of eldritch miasma.
Tendrils of the lightless haze slithered outwards like smoky serpents, rapidly closing the distance with uncomfortably sentient purpose. The fused Saiyan cringed as one particularly virulent streamer came within inches of lapping against his face, the sheer wrongness of its shadowy presence prickling his nerves with instinctive revulsion.
"Yeah, there’s NO way I’m letting that touch me," Gotenks remarked before turning tail and phasing out of visible existence, harnessing his supernatural speed to evade the creeping gloom with a blinding flicker of movement.
Rematerializing a safe distance away, the fused warrior stuck his tongue out towards the malign haze with mocking irreverence, only to curse loudly as a sudden barrage of crackling shadowy energy spheres peppered the ground around his feet.
Whirling about, he was just barely fast enough to sidestep a rapid-fire volley of eldritch blasts that exploded in starburst detonations along the crumbling avenue. Broken glass and shrapnel pelted the ghostly gunner as Gotenks wove and twisted through the deluge, alternating between evasive feints and deftly deflecting incoming shots with precisely angled palm strikes.
"Whoa nelly, where'd you learn to aim like that?" he jeered breathlessly, situating himself behind the partial cover of an overturned city bus just long enough to catch his bearings.
His fleeting reprieve was promptly cut short, however, by the screech of rending metal as an enormous shadowy appendage erupted from the vehicle's undercarriage in a spray of shredded steel. Gotenks rolled and tumbled clear with a startled yelp as more snaking tendrils of smoky umbra lashed out in a frenzied barrage, demolishing the bus into twisted, unrecognizable ruin.
The fused hybrid was forced into a desperate dance of evasion, ricocheting off one surface then the next as the relentless, serrated coils pursued him with slashing malice at every turn. He feinted and flickered about with frustrated curses, never quite able to garner enough breathing room to properly counterattack.
"Yo, time out!" Gotenks formed his hands into a T-shape, leveling an indignant glare at the abomination as he briefly halted his frantic footwork. "Fight me for real, ya butt-ugly piece of—OOF!"
His protest was cut abruptly short as an especially large smoky tendril coiled around his midsection, squeezing the wind from his lungs before violently yanking him off his feet. The fused warrior wheezed and gagged, struggling against the crushing constriction as eldritch barbs pierced and lacerated at his flesh from all angles.
His indignant glare swiftly morphed into outright alarm, his body contorting and thrashing with increasing desperation even as the shadowy tendrils relentlessly dragged him towards the epicenter of that infinite, lightless void.
With a primal bellow of exertion, Gotenks flared his aura into a blazing inferno of golden ki to incinerate the encircling strangleholds, simultaneously tapping into his prodigious fusion reserves to burn away at the inky coils with waves of searing plasma. Yet despite his concerted effort, more smoky limbs simply continued sprouting from the writhing mass to replace each one incinerated, constricting and whipping around him with maddening persistence.
The monstrous, shadowy bulk seemed to swell ominously in response to Gotenks' outburst, as if somehow rousing itself from slumber in anticipation for the killing blow. Yet more dark tentacles speared from its amorphous expanse, bristling with serrated barbs and hooks to restrain the fused Saiyan's movements.
Or perhaps, Gotenks realized with an insolent smirk, it merely sought to draw him closer for an unholy reckoning within its ravenous epicenter.
"Well, if that's how ya wanna play it..." His eyes glinted with wry determination, the aura around his cupped palms intensifying into a radiant, incandescent inferno. "Let’s see how you like this! DIE!"
Bellowing furiously, the young Saiyan unleashed his ki in a blazing, sustained torrent of searing devastation that immediately threatened to incinerate every wispy restraint grappling for purchase. The structural integrity of the surrounding condemned towers crumbled and disintegrated under the immense heat and force of Gotenks' relentless onslaught, which he resolutely maintained even as the energy began to rapidly overtax his stamina reserves.
The fused Saiyan simply bared his gritted teeth and poured more power into the scouring blast wave, almost as if accepting a beckoning challenge from the eldritch entity itself.
With a gravelly shout of exertion, Gotenks angled the trajectory of his beam further upwards, carving a burning trench towards the monolithic abomination's shadowy zenith before unloading the full, concentrated fury of his attack in a cataclysmic detonation. The resounding impact shook the ruined city to its foundations as towering plumes of fire and smoke blossomed outward, briefly banishing the unnatural gloom entirely with a supernova eruption of purifying light.
A1. ST DOOOODGE Shadow Storm A2. Dodge Shadow Energy Dan Free. Take Tentacle Grab A3. Power Up [+25% Ki] A4. Photon Flash [DR 6] [12%]
Ki Start: 50% Ki Used this turn: +13% Ki Used total: +5% Ki Remaining: 55%
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Post by Riki on Mar 19, 2024 11:40:21 GMT -5
Cauli struggled a little to take the bean, then seemed to take it a little too easily, bringing a slight blush to Riki’s face though she would not be able to tell you why. They got her to the human camp without any issues, but letting her go put her back on all fours again. Riki wasn’t that smart, so it took her a good minute before she remembered what Cauli said about the barrier, and how the living souls were weighing on her. Whatever had connected back with the barrier had touched her likely in the same way Riki’s beam had touched the human, and she knew from experience it was not pleasant at all. If Cauli was even more sensitive to things, she wouldn’t last long out here.
Luckily Lemon took the lead in talking to the other humans. Riki might have had a better shot at convincing them since she was human as well, but these were desperate times, and Lemon was brokering a deal. They would likely take whatever help they could get, though Riki did look up to them, a young injured woman, a human like them.
Whether it worked or not didn’t really matter to her. She wasn’t concerned by her damages as Lemon and Yua were, and it seemed Cauli’s issue would not be resolved by a medic either. When Cauli pulled away, Riki hoisted her up again and helped her walk where she wanted to go, finding a similar train of thought. It wasn’t that she actively disliked or distrusted Yua, she just had no reason to think anything at all of her so far, and her priority was on the new friendship she built with Cauli over trying to build another relationship with a stranger.
There was no safe place from the barrier, but at least away from the clamoring living people would be good. Assuming they could find one, Riki would help sit Cauli down before sitting down across from her.
”Last time I did this, it really didn’t work,” she said with a small bit of stubborn uncertainty. It hadn’t worked, so it should cast doubt, but in her mind, it should have but someone misunderstood what she was trying to do. That was another story. Reaching out, she touched Cauli’s head and prepared her own mind. Riki had never been trained in her psychic powers. It all came from instinct, but she had very good instinct.
Pressing her mind into the other girl’s she tried to feel Cauli’s mental connection to the barrier, and then she zapped it! Zip zap zoom! What Riki lacked in common sense more than compensated with a strong will and sense of self. She had the power to fight off most psychics, and the power to probe into the minds of most people as she did now. If it was possible to zap Cauli’s connection to the barrier, she’d be able to do it, snapping a momentary distance between the demon girl and all those souls. Perhaps her earlier understanding would help too.
Whether or not that was successful, Riki stayed pressed to the other woman’s mind, driving her will into it like a physical barrier between Cauli and all that dreaded misery. Or well, she tried to. With those two things attempted, she didn’t really know what else to try, so if it failed again maybe she’d have to consider taking some time on Kanassa.
Releasing Cauli’s head, she sat back and looked briefly over the camp before scanning around it, looking for any potential enemies that might have been drawn here due to the panic, screaming, gathered number of energy signatures, the huge hellscape explosion, or whatever else. She doubted they would be safe for long.
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Nelgae
Story Teller
Posts: 1,159
Organization: Planet Trade Organization
Race: Alien
Status: Contact Me
Soul: Major Second
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Post by Nelgae on Mar 19, 2024 15:53:11 GMT -5
Nelgae was devastated that he had not reached his queen in time, but it seemed that the Saiyans had provoked her wrath. If one thought that the Klaxxi queen was helpless without her Royal Guard, then they were foolishly mistaken. His queen was not merciful towards those that would have tried to take her life, but he also understood that this was like the arena: kill or be killed. He couldn't exactly blame these things for fighting back. But they had miscalculated. Nelgae decided to deal with the Saiyans that had started to run from the battle, to search for the one that got away, so to speak.
He buzzed off after the first one, the one farthest away as he noted to return to Hertz in a moment as he rushed at the first one with an extreme amount of speed. His large, nine foot frame slammed down in front of the Saiyan, as his crimson skin flared to life as he stretched out all four long arms, the limbs made a popping noise as the bug flared his hand down to crush the Saiyan's skull if he was able to as the other three attacked with feints, so that he could take the brain out and set it aside for later, his arm covered in a thin coat of ki.
He then dashed towards the second one that had ran away to look for his master and pounced at him like the predator that he was, limbs calm as could be as he slammed his foot down to crash against the Saiyan's back to pin him against the ground, though he would happily break the man's spine with that blow if it hit true. Even if that was the case, the former Arlian Champion slammed his fist against his head and chomped down on the neck, his pincer-like mouth clicked with joy as he stood up and snarled.
He threw the broken body down before he left it. Hertz was probably still dancing as he saw that the woman that his queen wanted to go with was now with Hertz. The blood streaked Klaxxi sighed, or so it seemed as the crimson flaked off of him, along with the second pair of arms that shrank as he reverted into his base, gray form. The flakes carried the blood away as he stepped towards the little robot and pointed at Anna. "It would be best if you replied," he said, before he glanced over towards Yan. "My voice is too...strange for them." The deep tone, the growl that was always there, and the unnatural fit to it would give away that it was not a Saiyan that had the device.
Nor should a slave have that kind of thing in their possession. He guessed that the Saiyan battle slaves were expected to die for their master. He was no such slave. He looked over at his queen and approached her, despite her primordial screams and blood that most likely caked her and the area she was still in. "My Queen. I am sorry." What could the Royal Guard even offer her for such an affront? He couldn't really tell at this point, as he thought of a new course of actions.
"I shall accept any punishment." It was strange to see the former Champion offer to take any form of punishment from a queen bug so much smaller. He had shown more restraint, but that likely just came with years. He was far older than the queen, so in some regards, he could even been seen as a guide for the Klaxxi-Nightbug queen. At least in terms of the Klaxxi. He would, while he awaited word, search with his eyes to see if there was anything useful lying around.
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Actions: [Regulated True Strength -3.5%] 1. Boar Attack vs Saiyan 1 [DR 2, -0% Ki (Earrings 2/3)] 2. SA [spine stomp] 3. SA [neck bite] Free. Detrans 4. Search for anything useful nearby
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Oolong
Grizzled Veteran
Posts: 617
Organization: Kelioux Scholars
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Post by Oolong on Mar 19, 2024 16:45:58 GMT -5
It seemed both bugs were proving extremely comfortable simply ignoring Yan. It was a tad hurtful to be fair, and he was beginning to take offense, which would not bode well for anyone with how dramatic his attention seeking ass could be, but for now, he simply landed. He wasn’t anyone’s prince or knight to be blocking attacks for Wriggle, especially not in this way stronger power levels than him climate. He had confidence after that last spark of massive power level, she could handle it, and if she couldn’t, well, he couldn’t fly anyway.
He landed lightly, all things considered, his claw digging into the ruined cement, and watched Wriggle move. Hiding behind Anna had made him antsy, but as wild as Yan could be, and as impulsive as he was, he greatly enjoyed timing, especially at this point when he had to rely on it to make up for his lower power hanging out with people like Anna and Tomoko. Timing was key, and even with the hugely destructive power at his fingertips, he wanted to use it with the most impact.
Wriggle moved like a ghost, stabbing through the stooges. Two were half dead already from her first unleashing, and the third she had plowed into like a fucking train. The additional stabs should have done the job but he watched and then moved, cutting back across their battle field his claws glowing his trademark blue. The new Saiyans seemed the healthiest, so when she finished with the first one, a new screech crashing in his ear drums, he struck, Stab upon stab was met with a devastating slash of his five finger blades, trying to carve up what was left of him.
He moved swiftly from there, letting Nelgae have his way with what was left. Even if his speed was trash compared to everyone else, Yan’s movements were those of a future speedster. They were perfectly compact with the right amount of impact, his every step a spring to move him faster, and then his speed did shift, dropping him out of sight with the sudden change, before he reappeared by the Saiyan with the most vitality he could sense, and dug those claws into him too.
Hertz meanwhile, was still dancing. He was having a grand ol’ time forgetting everything else as Yan programed him to do on his creation when Anna’s words caught his attention. Right! He was here for the Princess! Maybe she wanted to dance too?
No, she gestured to the device in his hands and ordered him to hand it over.
”Okay, Princess!” he said, stopping in a sudden motion before sticking his arm out as far as it could go with the device to hand it to her. Once she took it he looked back to the battle, his tongue out and his eyes in their blank blue stare, until he thought he saw something move. Those eyes flashed red again and his gun was pulled off his back in a swift move before he rapid fired one at each of the Saiyans. It would have been intimidating if he weren’t still making the “pew” sound if only at a lower octave.
As was the pattern, his red state didn’t last long, and he returned to normal, looking up to Anna. ”I’m gonna go look for more things!” he said, then wandered away from her, looking like a kid wandering through a bed of flowers, inspecting everything carefully. His cow wandered over to join him. It was still a little miffed after plot armor dodging Wriggle's attack.
Yan’s fingers returned to normal though they were still slick with blood, at least from Nach, who he retraced his steps to. If there were still Saiyans alive at this point…maybe they earned it, but their ticket to the Saiyan Congregation had definitely been completely blown, so he checked Nach’s body, seeing if the man had anything on him or he could find anything that might help Anna’s original mission.
After that, he looked up and to the west where the congregation was, sensing out if Wriggle’s initial attack hadn’t caught their attention.
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Post by Vlad on Mar 19, 2024 18:36:56 GMT -5
EP3 was taken off guard being in the arms of her captain and mentor she had limited range of motion and while the sword expert Azure taught her well this set of circumstances were well outside the hypothetical scenario training program he would drill her on striking and defending limited in moving while in more or less an embrace and without the certainty of her shield covering her even androids had their pseudo ki based on how braced the body was against impact and the opening she left was sufficient to take a blow that forced her to disengage tho managing to hold her grip on her blade, an android had the advantage of engineered redundancies so while it was a painful breach in her motions, it was far less of a pain for a synthetic then if she were say human. Still, some part of her continued to enjoy the sensation she would have to back-track where this development originated in her processes later, but the mind still would dwell on that a hot moment. Maybe it was the lack of sensation she had when she was abandoned generated a want for sensation, even pain…
As the pain for Vlad’s overextending settled in, dark energies surged into his form
-error unknown energies cascading in system, power to preserving system and core identity integrity. Auto repair to run counter-measures allocating resources to system maintenance re-energizing systems, exterior frame fitting with inferior material with crumple zones until superior maintenance could be performed, executing periodic restoration protocols. Diagnostic centers set to repeat scans.
More power was radiating both from the enemy unit and from the doctor… a very alarming level of power, the kind you invest in an underground bunker with many! Many! ** Many** redundant layers to ensure SOMETHING can survive.
Tarble was up and running again, it was nice he did not waste the effort to keep the prince stable for nothing!
But for now the pretty comfortably out shined in power, android was faced with the need to get out of dodge with EP3.
Good thing he had a means to quickly make wholes he got up to EP3 and turned his chest to the ground diagonally away from the immediately to be parking lot that the doc was about to make, it was clear that what amusement or data that could come from this clash had run its course with the doc and a bang was coming to wrap it up, it was too imminent to establish an underground bunker of sufficient endurance but at least burrowing deep diagonal whole could mean that a blast that would otherwise potentially kill them will merely cause a fire wave that melts the paint and skin off the duo.
The android pointed away from the fight, blasted a tri beam from his chest to dig deep into catacomb levels under the area and dive in with EP3 who was getting unnerved by what seemed to be an imminent clash of kaiju power moves let loose in full horror.
Vlad blasted the ground for a contender for the galaxies deepest fox hole ever immediately dug.
EP3 landed first on the ground below and found an area of soft rock to allow her to escape further. “Go! I will hold as much of the pain off as I can! I am about as tough as they come with the armor and under layers of protection as well as paladin protocols and defensive systems in the relatively advanced. Go now!” Vlad pulled from his utmost reserve of zero point energy to patch the whole he just made and physically hold it as well as secure it with his best TK grip
EP3 beat a whole into the bottom of the ground and called up her shield, bracing herself for the likely surge of flame headed her way.
They could only hope they and their allies survive the hellfire that was going to leave a massive whole in the time line continuity, but given how scary the docs power was the synthetic man tried to find a silver lining, in all likelihood the sheer volume of damage the doc was about to dish out the thing as injured…. Disrupted (?) as the corporeal form was appearing to be, this likely would be its end.
<it is said that those who try to change their fate will land in a worse one, knock on wood that this case escapes such a curse.
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free trigger repair node 10% heal 20% ki
1-2 tri beam a fox hole into the ground 10% ki 5% life (?)
remaining bunker down with mastered TK augmented guard to hopefully survive the tsar bomba tier devastation about to come & use that + self to try and shield EP3
EP3
go into fox hole & breach slightly further into soft stone then bunker down behind shield
1-2 block behind shield as best she can for the AOE pain train that likely will be carving through bunker defenses
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Post by Kale on Mar 19, 2024 19:38:53 GMT -5
The Saiyan Elite had thought on his feet and promptly took Gohan as a shield, staving off her attempt to rush him. She moved back from the reach of the Elite. The Saiyan woman growled. She couldn’t help but feel frustrated at being shut down so quickly. Kale cursed her carelessness, she would have been able to move in without him stopping her had she been better with setting her position. Between this and the incident with the blast from earlier she was starting to feel more like a liability than an asset. Thankfully, Gohan was handling himself well against this Saiyan and with how wily he was the elite had his work cut out for him. Kale contemplated how she could help Gohan in the assault. The Saiyan woman held a hand out and focused in an attempt to channel ki into her palm to shoot a blast at the elite. A few green sparks flickered around her fingers that steadily crackled with more rapidity; Kale eyes widened in elation, and eagerly pointed her hand at the Elite. After a moment to make sure Gohan wasn’t in the line of fire, she tried to fire a bolt of ki at the elite, but only a spark flashed from her hand before fizzling out. She looked at her hand disappointed however she only had a moment to lament on it before another Saiyan made it to the scene. Gohan’s clone said that he would leave it to her before quickly moving in to engage the Elite with the original Gohan. “Um ok,” Kale said before nervously turning to face the Saiyan. He went for three punches at her body. Before she could try to backpedal and turn away from the blow his punch made it to her gut making her grunt and nearly double over. She moved her armsdown and covered her stomach with her forearms to block the second and third blows. After the Mob Saiyan was done, she stepped forward for her reprisal. She shot her leading hand at the Saiyans jaw, followed by swinging to send a hook across his face. She then raised a leg and snapped it at the man’s stomach to send him stumbling back with a push kick. WC: 375 TWC: 1,641 Free) Take mob saiyan 1 A1) Block Mob Saiyan A2 A2) Block Mob Saiyan A3 A3) SA A4) SA DMG: 90%Ki: 110% Notes: Attacks Taken:
DMG Reduction: -30% Physical DMG: Energy DMG: Additional Hybrid DMG:
Prepped Items: 1. Senzu Bag[4/4] 2. Bento:[potion x2, Energizer] 3. Power Eruption Prepared Weapon Techniques
Traveler's Strike[3/3] Long Haft[3/3] Nature Staff[3/3] Improved Windmill[2/2] Improved Cripple[2/2] Bludgeon[1/1] Crushing Blows[1/1] Final Smash[1/1]
Equipment:
Body Arms Legs Head Accessory Accessory Accessory
ulla Saiyan Warrior from Another World
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