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Post by Axel on Aug 20, 2019 10:54:18 GMT -5
He wasn’t a warrior by choice but rather by blood. A wild goose chase to play detective wasn’t part of what made him what he was and frankly he’d gotten bored with it. He thought that he’d be able to find the person responsible so that he could go wild and unleash a bloodthirsty rampage upon them but sadly he had no leads. Because of that, he desperately craved something to keep his attention at bay before he’d do something worse. Even Brontos himself was worried ever since he lost a rival to be able to satisfy that need.
The Avatar of War wasn’t a moron when it came to getting what he wanted, a brawl. No one likes a villain and that was exactly how he’d find someone willing to challenge him. First what he did was traveled to an area that had a population around him. An audience was what he needed the most, who would be brave enough to step up to the plate? While everyone around him completely ignored him, he started to prepare himself. He brought forth a bright orange energy that wrapped itself around him as if he was on fire.
Quickly he then channeled all the energy he could muster into his body. His eyes went dim as he was changing into a wild beast of some kind. His muscles then started to grow in size all while his energy kept flaring up, causing the ground that stood below him to crumble and that was when the citizens finally started to panic. Some ran around while others started to smirk because they knew that Adel wouldn’t stand for something like an invasion. The Avatar of War forgot about that old geezer, but it’s not like he cared anyways.
Once he was finally ready, the Zaunite went on a rampage. He opened his mouth and unleashed a barrage of energy blasts to cover the area and to also hopefully sniff out any worthy opponents for him. He then jumped into the air and slammed his fist into the ground, causing more tremors and more innocent civilians to try and escape. At this point the Patron of War started to think that his Avatar wasn’t doing enough for what he was going for, but didn’t want to say anything.
“Does anyone have any balls to fight me or do I have to do more damage?” he yelled out, dropping into a stance with his axe, prepared for anyone to surprise him.
Actions: 1) Transform to Trasncendence
2) Mouth Blast Barrage | DR: | Ki: 4.3% [- Stamina]
3) SA @ Ground (cus why not) | Ki: .3% [- Stamina]
4) SA @ Ground (once more with feeling) | Ki: .3% [- Stamina]
Hothead) Remove Weighted Gear
Scouter) Remove Roshi’s Weighted Shell and Equip Freezing (mouthfill) Brute Axe
Stance) Axemaster Stance
*Will fill in stats and etc later*
Items: 1-4) Freezing Adamanitum Hardened Brute Axe of Fire and Might, 5) Sunstone Shard, 6) Mark IV Personnel Warhead, 7) Ki Buffer, 8) Arlian Hive
Weapon Techs: Arua Shatterer, Massive Crush, Bloodeater, Axemaster Stance, Verberation Blade, Vast Cross, Spiral Wave
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Post by Yan Cass on Aug 20, 2019 13:00:59 GMT -5
Yan was a bit bored himself, and couldn’t keep from fidgeting with the cuff around his wrist. After his last incident on Kelioux, Adel was not happy with him. You would think that by taking down two dangerous Cosmic Lords running rampant in the Academy would get him some brownies, but that thought would be wrong. Instead he was criticized for his fighting style and for getting involved. He was told that if the emperor wanted the blue haired woman Yan should have let them take her and let politicians deal with it after. Adel ignored the fact that Chaos rushed in attempting to deal a fatal blow with no interest in actually negotiating and that Yan had done his best to target shielded areas of the academy without even releasing such devastating attacks until Juch, the Magnate who had been viciously attacked in doing his duties to search for clues and survivors, was literally falling apart. If the Keliouxan army got involved nothing would have gone much better. Instead Chaos would escape punishment regardless and make away with a valuable scientific component to the body snatcher that they now had to help them identify it if it appeared on Kelioux once more. Save everyone some confusion. Even Adel would probably admit that Yan and Juch and even that ghost girl were valuable to the protection of the academy that day, but like most old masters he expected better. Juch had essentially been fired as he was ‘requested’ to take ‘an extended leave of absence.’ But Yan, Adel’s favorite, his personal mercenary, the man he trusted for the most dangerous tasks he could think of, surely deserved better treatment? No, Adel took it as a personal betrayal Yan moved for Juch and did not look for Adel’s call instead. Yan had made some wrong moves and now his actions during that battle were scrutinized and used against him. Meanwhile Yan had to kiss up like Adel was an unhappy boyfriend. Part of that was agreeing to wear this ki suppressing cuff. It wasn’t locked on or anything. He could take it off, but he was asked to wear it as a trial to his loyalty to Adel and Kelioux and it would have to be a truly dire situation for removing it, lest he end up in more hot water with the Grand Master. But it uncomfortable. He was used to suppressing all the time anyway in his daily life but the metal cuff did not go with his clothes and chafed a bit. He wondered vaguely if he could convince Adel to use a Damaskian grade one or if that would irritate him more. He had left the academy, and into the outskirts of town towards a busy area still in the city but almost completely opposite the academy, an hour drive in an Earth vehicle, but the technology on Kelioux made the walk seem less than a mile. This specific section of the city was built up with shopping malls and stalls on all sorts of levels that were reached by swiftly moving lifts. It was styled like a metropolis and yet it was all for shopping. Yan quite liked shopping and he planned to redecorate the front room of his ship once more as well as to look for some fabrics. It was before he spent a single zeni however did he feel a very familiar presence. It had been a long time since Yan had left Walid for dead and he had begun to believe the man had actually died. Yan had overlooked any traces of him while on Damaskia. He had keen senses but even he could overlook the feelings he got. Sometimes surprises were better, like this one. Yan wandered through the small crowd and instantly recognized the ploy. Walid had done the same thing on Damaskia, posing as an invader to gain the attention of a challenger. It didn’t matter if he had to fight his way through an army or found himself in a jail cell afterwards. Such things would be dealt with as they came. For right now, all that mattered was that he got to fight someone or something. Energy blasts shot out into the crowd, making them scatter. One dangerously whizzed by Yan’s head, missing only because the monkey tilted it in thought. He had disowned Walid, but maybe this was how they could renew their friendship, starting with Yan beating the shit out of him. Walid’s fists cratered into the ground, jutting broken stone out, and he demanded a challenger or he would continue destroying the crowded city. Yan lifted his hand, before raising his palm, forgetting about the cuff for a moment as he made his decision. Six blasts shot out from his open hand. Two headed straight at the Zaunite warrior while the other four missed him purposely and crashed into the cement behind him to further scare any crowd away. The ones nearest to him scattered, though there were a lot of whispers. Real footage of the battle he had against Chaos here had not been given to the public. It was deemed far too unpleasant to be received well by them. Considering how Juch had been it surely would have given people horrible nightmares. There was no official footage of Yan standing before the Cosmic Emperor and yet, everyone had cameras on their various devices, everyone spread rumors, and seeing a short red headed man standing up to a man of great power openly threatening Kelioux...Well, they wanted it to be the same person, to say they saw him, to say they had been there. Keliouxans weren’t complete idiots like Earthlings however, and they snapped their pictures before running, some taping as they did but still heading towards safety. That last real battle had devastated the Academy, and with their abilities in ki they knew even if the two powers before them didn’t reach the same heights, they could still do tremendous damage to the world around them. The stragglers were further shooed off as Yan’s aura turned to smoke, the release of energy sending a wave of anxiety to everyone in its radius. To Walid it might have felt simply that his blood was boiling in anticipation now that a true challenger had appeared, but could still be felt, something unsettling. Yan stepped up onto a jagged stone to give himself some height and gave a proud pose. ”I can’t let you do that,” he said, doing his best to mimic a hero’s seriousness. ”But if you won’t go down without a fight, I will take you on.”It was perfectly done and sounded completely legit, if you didn’t already know Yan. He expected Walid to call him on such an act, and so he didn’t give him the time to. He kicked hard off the stone and it crumbled away under the force pushed behind his speedy movements, and just like that the monkey was upon him. His fist was already covered with that dark ki and sailed right towards Walid’s face with explosive power. He pulled back into a spin kick, also aimed at Walid’s head, and it too exploded before the monkey rushed in with some normal quick jabs. If he really wanted to simply stop Walid from destroying things, he would have gone for the body, and Yan wanted to see his face well up the most. Free. Suppress to 40%(Strength: 83,557) Free. Wind StanceA1. Dodge A2 A2. Mastered Energy Blast [DR4] (3%) @and behind Walid HH. Majin + Chaos Form A3. PF + Seraphin Punch [DR4] (.5%) {Lucky Energy Stealing/Lucky Freezing) A4. Mastered Dynamite Kick [DR3] (.5%) Tact. 2 QAs {Lucky ES/Lucky Freezing} Scouter. 2 QAs {Lucky ES/Lucky Freezing} Ki Used: 4% Chaotic Ki: 0% Total Remaining Ki: 96% DMG: n/a Notes:
Prepped Items:
1. Bag of Sensu (1 Regular, 2 Korin’s)
2. Stasis Grenade
3. Potent Gun Powder
4. Potion
5. Potion
6. Ki Buffer
7. Ki Well
8. Faerie Dust
MVG: Energizer
Extra Shit
DMG Reduc: 35%
Majestic Cobalt Favour of the Dragon: Physical Attacks +25%
Energy Rune: Energy Attacks +1% DMG
Advanced Fisticuffs PA +1DR, Hybrids +.5DR
Ki Manipulation: EA +.5 DR
Lucky Freezing Rune
Lucky Energy Stealing Rune
Toxic Rune
Slippery Mind is in Effect
DTK Balancer -1% Ki Cost (Fundi down to .5%)
Solarweave Cloak +1 DR Flame Shield
Dark Attunement Shard +DR 1 0/1
Ice Temple: +10%/-50% Immobilize Crit
Instant Transmission 0/1
Telepathic Mastery 0/4
Telekinesis
Telekinetic Mastery 0/2
Transmute Energy 0/1
Chaos Form
Tides of Chaos (Chaotic Label +1 DR)
Maneuvers Fundie 0/2 Advanced 0/1
Reversal 0/2
Strongside 0/1
Mimic
Second Wave 0/2
Empowerment 0/1
Magical Materialization
Ring of Deceit [Rock Crusher] 0/1
Reflect Ring 0/2
Wizard Belt 0/2
Vorox Wing
Scouter
Ki Mastery 3
Sense
Ki Suppression
Phonic Ray
Daemon
Speed Teleports: 0/9
Counters: 0/?
Equipment: Body
Plated Ice Serpent Mark V Combat Armor of Constitution
Equalized Mithril Lined Solarweave Cloak of Energy and Wind
Arms
Equalized Lucky Freezing Dexterity Bracers of Wind and Rage w/Dark Attunement Shard Interlock of Wind Thieve's Gloves of Wind
Legs
Assassin's Shoes of Grace Equalized Leg Interlock of Wind and Fortune
Mark V Combat Greaves of Wind
Head
Mark V Helmet of Wind
Equalized DTK Balancer of Wind and Endurance
Accessory
Reflect Ring (Speed) of Wind and Combat
Titan’s Favor of Wind
Accessory
Anointed Shield
Wizard Belt of Wind and Personality
Accessory
Ring of Deceit: Rock Crusher
Equalized Reforged Saljuk Mastery Sash of Wind
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Post by Axel on Aug 22, 2019 6:36:07 GMT -5
Just when he thought that no one would have shown their face, a spike of energy lit up within the warrior’s reflexes. He sensed a blast being prepared to be fired. A mere grin appeared on his face as he did nothing but held his hand up as if he was about to catch it. That, however, wasn’t what he had in mind. Energy leaked out from his fingers to grab hold of the attack and merged together to become on. His body then started to burst into flames, but not one that’d cause harm to himself.
“Really someone like you is the best they could muster to come at me?” he teased.
The red-haired man’s fist collided with the Avatar of War’s face, sending it flying backwards a little. A kick was then aimed directly for his head and made contact, causing his head to go back down, both of which exploded with enough power to rattle the Zaunite’s head for a brief moment. The “heroic” warrior then finished off his assault with a few jabs. The pink-haired warrior still allowed his opponent’s blow to land. In the middle of the quick barrage of strikes, the flame that he conjured up faded away.
“You hit your mother with that fist?” he said.
There was something that started to bother him and that was where his attacker was aiming for. All attacks were aimed directly for his face. Why? Was it just pure coincidence or was there a legitimate reason for the man? Regardless of which it was he didn’t have the time to be focused on that. He had a fight to finish and he was determined to come out on top as the victor. It was either that or destroy the planet if need be.
Walid then wrapped his hands around his axe and started to push more energy into the muscles around his arms. He then held his weapon up high and then brought it down like a guillotine as fast as he strength would allow him. His strike would most likely not only slice up his opponent but the very ground beneath them as well. He wouldn’t be surprised if neighboring cities felt the blow from it. The Avatar of War didn’t stand by and wait for the outcome, instead he rushed towards his opponent to aim a quick swipe with his blade across the man’s torso.
Once he was finished with that, the pink-haired warrior started to fly around in circles. Anyone who watched what he was doing would probably think “Is he an idiot or something?” It might have seemed like he was randomly flying around in an attempt to gain speed for something, but he wasn’t. Flames started to trickle down from his body as he sped faster and faster and then he vanished in the blink of an eye.
“Do something about this!” he yelled as he appeared just above the man with a burning hot twister falling down around the red-haired man.
Actions:
1) Transmute Energy Blast [Ki: .3%] | [- 215 Stamina]
Take all Actions
2) Massive Crush @ Yan | [Freezing] | [Undodgeable] | [Ki: .3%] | [DR: 2.5] | [- 215 Stamina]
3) WA @ Yan | [Freezing] | [Ki: .3%] | [- 215 Stamina]
4) + Hothead) IT Burning Hyper Tornado Attack | [Ki: 5.3%] | [DR: 3.5] | [CE: Burn] | [- 3,806 Stamina]
Ki: 88.9%
HP: 100%
-PL: 702,520 ---> [940,600] 957,398
-Ki: 351,260 ---> [470,300] 478,699
-Strength: 90,725 ---> 122,478
-Speed: 85,187 ---> 132,040
-Toughness: 85,429 ---> 115,329
-Stamina: 89,980 --->[117,573] 125,972
-Vitality: 85,126 ---> 114,920
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Post by Yan Cass on Aug 22, 2019 13:55:20 GMT -5
At the tease Yan grinned wildly, extremely pleased at such a response. Maybe he should wear a ki suppressing cuff more often, but he was pretty sure Walid would have still said the exact same thing even if he wasn’t. It was what Yan had always liked about him. He came in hard and swinging and didn’t care what power he was facing down. A good quip and taunt would be delivered, along with his axe. ”I try,” Yan said, accidentally breaking character for a moment. Mother jokes were his weakness for staying in character. He couldn’t help but agree with them or make them worse than was intended. He hated his mother after all, but his grin faded as he quickly put on a more angry solemn face as if his mother were actually some proud warrior. That worked didn’t it? It wasn’t because he wanted to punch his mother for her villainy but because she was better than Walid and could avoid his attacks! There was one strange thing however. It wasn’t just a normal taunt or tease. There was no recognition in Walid’s eyes. Yan really was some random stranger who picked up his guts to fight him. Imagining Walid getting whacked over the head so hard he ended up amnesia was really not a far throw to make, but there could be another reason. This might not even be Walid but some clone! Whatever it was, this required a change in tactics. His solemn face turned into a frown, and he squinted his gaze to scrutinize the man before him. ”Wait, Walid?” he asked, as if he missed the obvious before now. At this point the Zaunite’s muscles were already bulging and his swing came fierce and fast. In feigning his surprise he was left victim to it, and the massive blade cut into his shoulder as he spun, keeping it from digging too deep but skinning him through his armor before it crashed into the ground having really been intent to chop him in half. The axe was immediately pulled back again, and off balance and with Yan still adapting to his inferior speed with this cuff, it cut into the armor at his torso bruising him as the armor itself protested. Only then did Walid pull back, flying into a wind pulling spin and Yan’s hands glowed a soft white as technology coated it. He had no idea what the guy was about to throw but he knew it wasn’t going to be pretty and it was time to challenge Walid’s confidence a bit. The Zaunite vanished, which meant above or behind. He pivoted in place so one hand faced his former back while the other was held above his head. The latter was the effective maneuver and the flaming tornado crashed into his hand. Sparks and flames danced past it trying to get a lick at him, but the force of the tornado should have pushed him back and it didn’t. In the same instant it hit Yan’s glowing hands did the force behind it reverse, inflicted by the Damaskian technology, and suddenly the tornado was flying back at Walid, his own trap hurled back at him. Whatever happened, he recovered himstead and stood a bit taller, for him anyway. ”I don’t want to hurt you Walid,” he said in his hero’s voice. ”But I will!”This time the monkey’s aura heated up, but his was a white blue that sparked instead of burned, the heat almost electrical. Once more he rushed in, aiming to keep the man in close combat so that he couldn’t hurt any more civilians, or something. Mostly Yan just liked close quarter combat best, but the role was still there. He came in rushing with a punch, but at the last minute he ducked down and pulled back for a high kick with as much force and ki as he could put behind it. Truthfully, Walid’s comments were on the mark. Yan’s fists were incredibly light, even his kicks had questionable power, but when paired with his icy cold ki, he would make them pack a wallop. Spinning around he rushed in again, stepping deep into the Zaunite’s space faster than a tic, before attempting to deliver an uppercut that would either knock back Walid’s jaw quite painfully or potentially get his guard to heighten so that his next punch from his dominant left hand could soar painfully into his kidneys. He didn’t let the distance between them grow, even if Walid attempted to flee, and attempted himself to grab the Avatar of War by the shoulders. ”You’re better than this,” he said, mocking a very specific person now with his dead serious unwavering gaze filled with expectations no one could ever meet. (Strength: 114,987 After Majin Whoops) Speed. Block A2 Free. Take A3A1. Reflect Hyper Tornado Attack A2. Flame Shield {Immobilize} [DR3.5] A3. Dynamite Kick [DR3] (.5%) A4. PF + Mastered Seraphin Punch [DR4] (.5%) Tact. Mastered Seraphin Punch [DR4] (.5%) HH. Grapple! Ki Used: 1.5% Chaotic Ki: 0% Total Remaining Ki: 94.5% DMG: n/a Notes:
Prepped Items:
1. Bag of Sensu (1 Regular, 2 Korin’s)
2. Stasis Grenade
3. Potent Gun Powder
4. Potion
5. Potion
6. Ki Buffer
7. Ki Well
8. Faerie Dust
MVG: Energizer
Extra Shit
DMG Reduc: 35%
Majestic Cobalt Favour of the Dragon: Physical Attacks +25%
Energy Rune: Energy Attacks +1% DMG
Advanced Fisticuffs PA +1DR, Hybrids +.5DR
Ki Manipulation: EA +.5 DR
Lucky Freezing Rune
Lucky Energy Stealing Rune
Toxic Rune
Slippery Mind is in Effect
DTK Balancer -1% Ki Cost (Fundi down to .5%)
Solarweave Cloak +1 DR Flame Shield
Dark Attunement Shard +DR 1 0/1
Ice Temple: +10%/-50% Immobilize Crit
Instant Transmission 0/1
Telepathic Mastery 0/4
Telekinesis
Telekinetic Mastery 0/2
Transmute Energy 0/1
Chaos Form
Tides of Chaos (Chaotic Label = DOUBLE DAMAGE)
Maneuvers Fundie 0/2 Advanced 0/1
Reversal 0/2
Strongside 0/1
Mimic
Second Wave 0/2
Empowerment 0/1
Magical Materialization
Ring of Deceit [Rock Crusher] 0/1
Reflect Ring 0/2
Wizard Belt 0/2
Vorox Wing
Scouter
Ki Mastery 3
Sense
Ki Suppression
Phonic Ray
Daemon
Speed Teleports: 0/8
Counters: 0/?
Equipment: Body
Plated Ice Serpent Mark V Combat Armor of Constitution
Equalized Mithril Lined Solarweave Cloak of Energy and Wind
Arms
Equalized Lucky Freezing Dexterity Bracers of Wind and Rage w/Dark Attunement Shard Interlock of Wind Thieve's Gloves of Wind
Legs
Assassin's Shoes of Grace Equalized Leg Interlock of Wind and Fortune
Mark V Combat Greaves of Wind
Head
Mark V Helmet of Wind
Equalized DTK Balancer of Wind and Endurance
Accessory
Reflect Ring (Speed) of Wind and Combat
Titan’s Favor of Wind
Accessory
Anointed Shield
Wizard Belt of Wind and Personality
Accessory
Ring of Deceit: Rock Crusher
Equalized Reforged Saljuk Mastery Sash of Wind
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Post by Axel on Aug 23, 2019 12:26:04 GMT -5
He watched as his opponent’s hands started to glow and he could tell that they were up to something. They were obviously planning to do something to his fierce tornado and he didn’t like that because it was his favorite way to thrash someone. His eyes started to widen as soon as he saw that his twister changed direction as was hurled towards him. The Avatar of War did the only thing that he could think of and grabbed his axe. His patron laughed in his head thinking that he was simply going to cut it because you can’t cut fire.
That’s when the edge of his blade started to grow bright orange as he waited for the attack to reach him. The pink-haired warrior then swung his arm backwards to get ready and as soon as it was near him, he brought it back down, slicing through it like it was mere butter. All with a hurried expression on his face like he did all of that by accident. He wouldn’t admit it to anyone but that’s exactly what happened. It wasn’t his intent, he simply relied on his hurried reflexes.
Walid then overhead his name being mentioned and felt like the stranger actually knew who he was. It could have been from his wanted poster or it could have been for another reason. Either way, he didn’t have the time to be thinking about what his words could have meant. He watched as the red-haired warrior cut the distance between the two and came at him with a punch, but it was a feint. The Avatar of War relied on his hurried reflexes again to quickly duck in time so that the kick would simply graze his hair, but it came at a price, he’d gotten one of his feet stuck in the ground.
Yan’s fist then collided with the pink-haired warrior’s jaw to push him back upward and made him slid a few inches across the gravel. He was dazed but he wasn’t about to become the victim. Walid used his stuck foot to bring up part of the rocky surface upward to shield him from the strike as he started moving backwards to regain his senses. The ginger-haired man then grabbed his shoulder and that angered him.
“Get your hands off me,” he said as he pulled his arm back to attempt to deliver a blow to his opponent’s face.
The Zaunite quickly rushed towards him and tried to attack with two swift jabs to his attacker’s gut. With that done, he tried for a high kick but didn’t go to land it. Instead, he swung around with his arm extended out and his fist out in an attempt to his his opponent’s temple. He then repeated the same motion like a ballerina like his previous strike. On the third swing, however, the Avatar brought his leg up for a kick aimed right as Yan’s chest.
1) Aura Shatterer @ A1 | [Ki: .3%] | [-215 Stamina]
2) Dodge A3 [Ki: .3%] | [-215 Stamina]
Take A4
3) Dodge Tact [Ki: .3%] | [-215 Stamina]
Accept Grapple
4) SA | [Ki: .3%] | [-215 Stamina]
Tact) 2 QAs | [Ki: .3%] | [-215 Stamina]
G1) 2 QAs | [Ki: .3] | [-215 Stamina]
G2) SA | [Ki: .3%] | [-215 Stamina]
*Note I didn't realize I used IT in my last post. I just copied and pasted the attack from my character sheet. Yan says it's okay if I use it again*
Ki: 86.8%
HP: 100%
1505
-PL: 702,520 ---> [937,590] 957,398
-Ki: 351,260 ---> [468,795] 478,699
-Strength: 90,725 ---> 122,478
-Speed: 85,187 ---> 132,040
-Toughness: 85,429 ---> 115,329
-Stamina: 89,980 --->[116,068] 125,972
-Vitality: 85,126 ---> 114,920
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Post by Yan Cass on Aug 24, 2019 11:19:37 GMT -5
Yan managed to keep the grin off his face when Walid cut through the tornado, gaining a pleased smile instead. He expected nothing less of the Avatar of War, though it would have been funny to see him sucked up in his own vortex. Maybe next time. If Walid registered his words, he didn’t acknowledge them, not yet anyway. This might have drawn another person to think this really was a clone or an android, and yet every action the man before him made was so very Walid. It was nice somehow, to know his former friend had not changed, and interesting if he was still this much of himself without real memories. Yan’s own life defined him to a point he had no idea what he’d be like if he completely forgot everything. He had no idea what his ‘true’ nature was, and he couldn’t imagine it because all his actions and mannerisms had some built in mechanism behind them. It was possible he was giving Walid too much credit, and that the man remembered enough to know himself as he was, but it was interesting none the less, assuming that’s what this all was. Walid’s warrior instincts clashed with his natural clumsiness, and then was benefitted by it as Yan’s next punch crashed into cement. He waved it in the air before grabbing the Zaunite for the moment of truth! Walid’s response was anger which wasn’t quite fair to have against Yan, but fully appropriate for the act he had on. When his former friend attempted to pull back to get a swing in Yan instead attempted to pull him in and crash his forehead into the Zaunite’s much harder head. The attempt separated them but Walid recovered first, slamming quick but heavy punches into his gut. The power difference was clear in them, and it was pleasant to feel the bile rise up as the wind threatened to escape him. He braced himself for the following kick only to scrunch his nose and try and adjust his guard, but it was a tad late and another punch crashed into his head. The second spin Yan jumped from and this time the punch crashed into his shoulder sending him skidding to the side when his feet touched back on the ground. He expected the next kick to be another feint but it didn’t go as high and he decided to risk it, keeping a cross guard he could lift and maybe partially block another headshot. He was slower with this cuff on but still significantly faster than Walid. Luckily, it was a chest kick, but the weight of it pushed him back again and both his arms felt of pins and needles. This should have been enough to get the monkey to give up on close combat, but it wasn’t. ”Don’t you recognize me?” he asked, keeping that holier than thou tone as he swung his fist wildly towards Walid’s head. If it hit it would hurt but it was more so build up to send his other fist hard towards Walid’s gut with his full body weight and step in. ”I took you in when all the other Zauns abandoned you. I gave you purpose!” he continued, his voice remaining even but its tone becoming harsher. He stepped in again, giving the Zaun quick chase if needed, refusing to back away and stomping his foot next to Walid’s as his fist moved once more into a harsh body blow. ”It’s me,” he said and again pushed forward, aiming to undo any block posed. This time his fist exploded on any impact, pushing more power into it than he could manage by brute force alone, as if to truly hammer the point in. If it did inspire any memories about Yan specifically, his behavior was far too out of character. Yan would never have asked Walid to be better or try and hammer in his existence. It was sad to be forgotten, to be abandoned, but he’d much rather taunt the memoryless Zaunite. Or do as he was. Instead there was one specific person who would have done this. Probably. ”It’s Chishan!” he grunted as he slammed his explosive fist forward once again. Spd. Counter A4 Take Tact, G1A1. Block G2 A2. SA {Lucky ES/Lucky Freezing} A3. SA {Lucky ES/Lucky Freezing} A4. Seraphin Punch [DR4] (.5%) {Lucky ES/Lucky Freezing} Tact. Seraphin Punch [DR4] (.5%) {Lucky ES/Lucky Freezing} Ki Used: 1% Chaotic Ki: 0% Total Remaining Ki: 93.5% DMG: n/a Notes:
Prepped Items:
1. Bag of Sensu (1 Regular, 2 Korin’s)
2. Stasis Grenade
3. Potent Gun Powder
4. Potion
5. Potion
6. Ki Buffer
7. Ki Well
8. Faerie Dust
MVG: Energizer
Extra Shit
DMG Reduc: 35%
Majestic Cobalt Favour of the Dragon: Physical Attacks +25%
Energy Rune: Energy Attacks +1% DMG
Advanced Fisticuffs PA +1DR, Hybrids +.5DR
Ki Manipulation: EA +.5 DR
Lucky Freezing Rune
Lucky Energy Stealing Rune
Toxic Rune
Slippery Mind is in Effect
DTK Balancer -1% Ki Cost (Fundi down to .5%)
Solarweave Cloak +1 DR Flame Shield
Dark Attunement Shard +DR 1 0/1
Ice Temple: +10%/-50% Immobilize Crit
Instant Transmission 0/1
Telepathic Mastery 0/4
Telekinesis
Telekinetic Mastery 0/2
Transmute Energy 0/1
Chaos Form
Tides of Chaos (Chaotic Label = DOUBLE DAMAGE)
Maneuvers Fundie 0/2 Advanced 0/1
Reversal 0/2
Strongside 0/1
Mimic
Second Wave 0/2
Empowerment 0/1
Magical Materialization
Ring of Deceit [Rock Crusher] 0/1
Reflect Ring 0/2
Wizard Belt 0/2
Vorox Wing
Scouter
Ki Mastery 3
Sense
Ki Suppression
Phonic Ray
Daemon
Speed Teleports: 0/8
Counters: 1/3
Equipment: Body
Plated Ice Serpent Mark V Combat Armor of Constitution
Equalized Mithril Lined Solarweave Cloak of Energy and Wind
Arms
Equalized Lucky Freezing Dexterity Bracers of Wind and Rage w/Dark Attunement Shard Interlock of Wind Thieve's Gloves of Wind
Legs
Assassin's Shoes of Grace Equalized Leg Interlock of Wind and Fortune
Mark V Combat Greaves of Wind
Head
Mark V Helmet of Wind
Equalized DTK Balancer of Wind and Endurance
Accessory
Reflect Ring (Speed) of Wind and Combat
Titan’s Favor of Wind
Accessory
Anointed Shield
Wizard Belt of Wind and Personality
Accessory
Ring of Deceit: Rock Crusher
Equalized Reforged Saljuk Mastery Sash of Wind
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Post by Axel on Aug 27, 2019 3:56:26 GMT -5
His opponent’s head collided with his own in the middle of his strike and suddenly he felt lost. It wasn’t enough to budge the warrior from his footing, but it was definitely enough to rattle his cranium to the point where he couldn’t tell what was going on. Very faintly he could hear words from the ginger-haired man. He didn’t understand them right away, but the sound reached his ears. That was when a fist made contact upon his head again and very briefly it brought him back to reality. What happened, he didn’t understand what was going on.
Yet another blow came, but this time it struck the Zaunite’s stomach, causing him to hunch over slightly. The words could finally be heard and he didn’t understand any bit of it. What exactly did the man mean, who were these Zauns he spoke of? He knew where he came from, did he mean his people? Was he abandoned? If this person truly meant something to the warrior shouldn’t he be able to remember who they were? A second body blow exploded onto him.
By that point he was more focused on what was being said instead of the actual fight. His opponent then mentioned another name as he went in for another strike, but that was when Walid decided to put an end to it. He put up his right arm as he sailed towards him and then diverted it away as if he were trying to fling it elsewhere. It was hard to tell what exactly he was feeling at that moment. If anything confusion was the biggest factor.
“What in the hell are you going on about,” he said as he brought his arm back to him, “I don’t know if you know this but I don’t even know who I am.”
The pink-haired warrior grasped his weapon as tightly as he could while he channeled his energy into the blade again. It shimmered orange during the process and then he started to spin it around and around with his right arm. When he felt like it was ready, on the final swing he brought his left foot down while his axe came down, sending twister towards the man with his ki mixed into it.
“But that doesn’t matter, this is a fight,” he howled, “You do not bring your feelings into a battle!”
The Avatar of War rushed forward and vanished into a blur. When he formed back, he was behind his opponent with his leg held back with energy focused onto his foot. He then attempted to kick the ginger-haired man to hopefully send him flying. Once again he disappeared and did the same thing again. He, however, tried to send the person flying up into the air to prepare for his ending blow. He sped up for one final maneuver, following his target.
“If you know me then you’d know how much of a disgrace that is to me,” he said, bringing his kick forward, attempting to “spike” his opponent into the ground.
Take Counter, A2, 3, 4
1) Stunned | [.3% Ki] | [-215 Stamina]
2) Block Tact | [.3% Ki] | [-215 Stamina]
3) Spiral Wave | [4.3% Ki] | 2 DR] | [-3,088 Stamina]
4+Tact) Boom Shakalaka | [3.3% Ki] | [2.5 DR x3] | [-2,370 Stamina]
Ki: 78.6%
HP: 100%
1505
-PL: 702,520 ---> 703,193 / [925,814] 957,398
-Ki: 351,260 ---> [462,907] 478,699
-Strength: 90,725 ---> 122,478
-Speed: 85,187 ---> 132,040
-Toughness: 85,429 ---> 115,329
-Stamina: 89,980 --->[110,180] 125,972
-Vitality: 85,126 ---> 114,920
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Post by Galactic King on Aug 27, 2019 21:50:50 GMT -5
It was said in order to understand somebody, one needed only to look at their bookshelf. Kelioux was synonymous with knowledge across the vast reaches of space, and it stood to reason anybody visiting would be doing so in pursuit of the aforementioned knowledge. The Academy’s bookshelf held a plethora of books, scrolls, and even holograms. “I wonder if Kelioux could ever be understood,” a pair of glasses mused from behind a book.
The book bobbed back and forth, its front page covered by tufts of auburn hair. To the chagrin of others, this visitor seemed to be so engrossed in the contents of her book that she bumped into nearly every passerby. With each turn of the page, her brow deepened, and more of the outside world was shunned out to make room for the knowledge she craved.
As citizens fled the scene, equations danced in her head. The book was prey, and her eyes were hungry for its secrets. Unfortunately, it seemed she wasn’t the only predator around. Malaise invaded the hapless reader’s body, and she finally put the book down to scout her surroundings.
”I can’t let you do that,” a man said, looking quite heroic. ”But if you won’t go down without a fight, I will take you on.”
The ambrosial scent of fear propagated throughout the city, invading 21’s nostrils and rendering her immobile. Various people fled the scene, startled by the familiar panic of battle, completely immersed in their own terror. “The poor things…” she empathized, watching them escape. So preoccupied with their singular goal, they wouldn’t even notice a stranger fleeing alongside them. By the time these people were a safe distance away, they’d be too tired to defend themselves.
Drool began to drip down from android 21’s chin at this thought. “These succulent delights surely have succulent ends☆.” Hunger tugged at 21’s legs, permeated her thoughts, and pulled at the fibers of her being. She hurriedly shook the thoughts away before they could take root as another man yelled some advice at his opponent before attacking.
“You do not bring your feelings into a battle!”
This needed to stop. The more fearful the town grew, the more intense their aroma. Salty sweat marinating sweet flesh was all she could think about! That is why Android 21 risked running to join the fray, two golden orbs coalescing in her palms.
“If you don’t bring your feelings into battle,” she proclaimed, leaping to gain height and hurling the two orbs of Ki in her targets’ general direction. “Then you’ll end up fighting with cavities!”
Stats:
Can I do later lol this forum is weird.
Actions:
Action 1: Beam Ball x2 @ Yan
Items:
1. Mutant Namekian Egg
2. KAD
3. Shaman's Bane
4. Sensu Bean
5. Energy Drink
6. Potion
7. Potion
8. Ki Buffer
9. Arlian Hive
Weapon Techs:
1. Verberation Blade
2. Ultra Slash
3. Aura Blade
4. Healing Blade
5. Improved Windmill
6. Cripple
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Post by Yan Cass on Aug 28, 2019 13:46:26 GMT -5
Yan was probably hoping Walid would have a hint of memory, but the man confirming he really had zero made things fun in a whole new way. The question was whether he kept acting like Chishan or if he should shift the parameters a bit. Before a decision could be made, Walid entered into another spin which made the monkey leap back with caution after his experience with the first tornado. It hadn’t struck him but seeing it’s full power made him weary. It felt weaker this time, manifesting sharply within his weapon, but a leap back was not enough. His arms crossed as he guarded his head and chest, and the twister crashed into him cutting like the axe itself. It spun through him ruffling up his clothes and hair, and made red marks upon his exposed skin. Walid shouted his equivalent to a battle cry, and Yan’s expression sharpened into one more like his own, a tad judgemental at such a closed minded approach. He should have known he wouldn’t have time for such a thing but Walid’s sudden disappearance caught him off guard. Before he knew it, a ki coated foot was slammed into his back sending him tumbling forward. With so much practice drunk, the monkey regained his footing enough to stumble into a turn so the next kick belted into his chest knocking him upward a few feet while he was at least a little braced for it. Walid’s assault didn’t end there however, and Yan saw this third kick coming and turned again, planning to take the force of it to kick hard off the ground and pinball into a counter attack, as he did best. The kicked crashed into him and his knees bent to take the landing, brushing off the pain, lack of breath, and slight dizziness to rocket off back towards his opponent... Before he rose more than a foot to get back at Walid, two balls of ki slammed into his air born body and sent him tumbling into a roll. At the end of it he sat flat on his butt in momentary confusion. It didn’t do much damage or anything, but the power behind the attack was a bit unsettling. He knew Kelioux had some strong warriors but was someone really going to intervene now? It would certainly make things more complicated. ”Then you’ll end up fighting with cavities!”Wait, what? The moment passed, and Yan flipped himself over into a crouched position to take in his attacker, his fighting style reverting to his own at the potential threat. It wasn’t a giant blue haired Keliouxan but a fellow ginger with...strange ki. He couldn’t quite place it. She didn’t attack again, seeming unsure if she really wanted to join the fray and Yan’s eyes narrowed before he bit back a smile. In a quick motion he leapt to his feet then lifted his hands up to her. ”This is a fight between two...!” he trailed off, his big declaration ruined as he began to mumble. ”Shields of Space...Protectors of Planets...Guards...Guardians of the Galaxy!!” he finished returning to his louder more confident show boat-y Chishan mimicking tone. Shit, it wasn’t his fault he couldn’t remember their stupid group name. It was a good recovery if he said so himself! And now that he knew Walid couldn’t remember him or Chishan at all, he was content to play the Saiyan as dumb as possible. Immediately after his declaration he shot two balls at her in vengeance. The first one attempted to crash into her like normal but the second suddenly split into two at the last second. The balls changed their straight trajectory and attempted to loop around her, a string of ki connecting them in hopes of tangling her up. When the two balls crossed each other, they suddenly released a painful shock! ”That should hold you!” Yan declared, mimicking Chishan’s shitty attack and not actually caring if he was at all successful. It would distract her for at least long enough that he could face Walid. ”For a Saiyan, the most important thing in battle is emotion!” he said his dark ki flourishing once more before he vanished in a flash of speed closer to his real one. He was copying Walid now, only instead of appearing behind him he appeared above, sending an explosive foot down towards the man’s shoulder in an attempt to crumble him into the ground, or at least lower his center of gravity. With another burst of speed, this time he reappeared behind Walid, sending a hard upwards kick meant to go right up his behind, before giving chase with a higher speed to attempt to take a crack at the man’s spine and send him back to the ground again. His attacks were far weaker than Walid’s, and he couldn’t even stay floating in a victory pose but he placed his hands on his hips when he landed. ”You can’t avoid them!”Speed. Block A3 (+2%) Free. Get Rush Stomped (+1.5%)
Free. Get Beam Balled
Chaos Form EndA1. 1 Beam Balls BACK WHAT @a21 [DR1] (.5%) A2. Surprise not a Beam Ball Ashi no Sokubaku @a21 [DR0.5] (.5%) A3. Chaos Form Restart A4.-Tact. BOOM SHAKALAKA RIGHT BACK FOOL. (3 STS, 3 Mastered Dynamite Kicks [DR2]) (1.5%) Ki Used: 2.5% Chaotic Ki: 3.5% Total Remaining Ki: 94.5% DMG: n/a (Realized it would help if I put the right Ki Level for my drain lol) Notes:
Prepped Items:
1. Bag of Sensu (1 Regular, 2 Korin’s)
2. Stasis Grenade
3. Potent Gun Powder
4. Potion
5. Potion
6. Ki Buffer
7. Ki Well
8. Faerie Dust
MVG: Energizer
Extra Shit
DMG Reduc: 35%
Majestic Cobalt Favour of the Dragon: Physical Attacks +25%
Energy Rune: Energy Attacks +1% DMG
Advanced Fisticuffs PA +1DR, Hybrids +.5DR
Ki Manipulation: EA +.5 DR
Lucky Freezing Rune
Lucky Energy Stealing Rune
Toxic Rune
Slippery Mind is in Effect
DTK Balancer -1% Ki Cost (Fundi down to .5%)
Solarweave Cloak +1 DR Flame Shield
Dark Attunement Shard +DR 1 0/1
Ice Temple: +10%/-50% Immobilize Crit
Instant Transmission 0/1
Telepathic Mastery 0/4
Telekinesis
Telekinetic Mastery 0/2
Transmute Energy 0/1
Chaos Form
Tides of Chaos (Chaotic Label = DOUBLE DAMAGE)
Maneuvers Fundie 0/2 Advanced 0/1
Reversal 0/2
Strongside 0/1
Mimic
Second Wave 0/2
Empowerment 0/1
Magical Materialization
Ring of Deceit [Rock Crusher] 0/1
Reflect Ring 0/2
Wizard Belt 0/2
Vorox Wing
Scouter
Ki Mastery 3
Sense
Ki Suppression
Phonic Ray
Daemon
Speed Teleports: 0/8
Counters: 1/3
Equipment: Body
Plated Ice Serpent Mark V Combat Armor of Constitution
Equalized Mithril Lined Solarweave Cloak of Energy and Wind
Arms
Equalized Lucky Freezing Dexterity Bracers of Wind and Rage w/Dark Attunement Shard Interlock of Wind Thieve's Gloves of Wind
Legs
Assassin's Shoes of Grace Equalized Leg Interlock of Wind and Fortune
Mark V Combat Greaves of Wind
Head
Mark V Helmet of Wind
Equalized DTK Balancer of Wind and Endurance
Accessory
Reflect Ring (Speed) of Wind and Combat
Titan’s Favor of Wind
Accessory
Anointed Shield
Wizard Belt of Wind and Personality
Accessory
Ring of Deceit: Rock Crusher
Equalized Reforged Saljuk Mastery Sash of Wind
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Post by Axel on Aug 29, 2019 3:22:47 GMT -5
Just when things were starting to heat up out of nowhere a mysterious person came in, spouting something in conjecture with what the pink-haired warrior said. He stood there a moment, trying to decipher what she was talking about. He honestly couldn’t have been that surprised or shocked to see another fighter coming forward. Their battle was pretty much out there in the public. What did surprise him was that no one from the planet’s defense hadn’t shown up yet? Did they not care, or did they just not see him as a threat?It would be a lie if he said he wasn’t interested in the new developments for the battle. A new challenger was always interesting, what powers they could possess, what was their talent? As for their personality, however, he didn’t quite know what to make of it yet. What does cavities have to do with fighting? His eyes then went back to the ginger-haired man and listened to his words.“...What are you on about,” he said, clearly confused.It felt like the man was trying to help him remember something, but it was all going into one of his ears and then out the other. He did have to figure that it was rude if their battle meant something to him, but Walid just saw it nothing more than a fun gathering. Who cares if more people participated in it? He then watched as his opponent unleashed an orb towards the woman. The Zaunite rushed towards it, readied his axe, and then smacked it away into the distance.He then watched as Yan flared up and that was when he got the feeling that he was pissing him off. He probably should have been scared, but he wasn’t, he was ready. Without hesitation, his opponent went at him like a wild dog hunting down his food. He was kicked around like a bean bag until eventually he was kicked into the ground, causing an imprint of his body into it. He then immediately got back up and looked at the mysterious newcomer.“Are you going to let him turn you into a cavity or are you going to turn him into one?” he said with a smirk. That is what she meant, right?A bright orange energy then exploded out of the warrior and wrapped itself around him, powering him up once more. He then cracked his neck one way and then once more. He wasn’t one to accept a partner to fight alongside him, but he was perfectly fine with peer pressuring them into becoming a better warrior. Walid then held out both his hands towards his opponent and then focused his mind onto them.Four flame trails then leapt up from his palms, but they were completely made up. Only the ginger-haired man and him would be able to tell what was going on, or at least he meant for just that to happen. He then let them dance off of his hands and fly towards the man in the shape of balls, attempting to merge onto his body. The Avatar of War then kicked off the ground and threw his axe towards his target. He, however, didn’t straight for them. Instead, he aimed it so that it would pass them.The Zaunite’s motion didn’t stop as he was approaching the fighter. While he was in the middle of getting to him, he focused his mind onto his weapon. With one pull, it went flying back to him and then landed in his raised hand as he reached Yan. With all of his might he then tried to bring it with the blade tilted sideways like a hammer to try and pound the “saiyan” into the ground.Ki: 76.4%
HP: 100%
-PL: 702,520 ---> 703,193 / [922,658] 957,398
-Ki: 351,260 ---> [461,329] 478,699
-Strength: 90,725 ---> 122,478
-Speed: 85,187 ---> 132,040
-Toughness: 85,429 ---> 115,329
-Stamina: 89,980 --->[108,602] 125,972
-Vitality: 85,126 ---> 114,920
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Post by Galactic King on Aug 30, 2019 2:55:38 GMT -5
Android 21's attack had the opposite effect; where she wanted to discourage fighting, it seemed she was now just as invested as they were! One blast was deflected by what seemed to be her ally in this skirmish, but as she was watching this scene unfold, she was left vulnerable to another. It looked as though they had missed her at first, but before she could celebrate, the blasts released energy and connected in the middle, trapping the android briefly. A painful jolt coursed throughout her body, but what should have been a deterrent instead caused the woman to giggle.
"Such delicious energy..." she mumbled to nobody. It felt sticky as if a sweater of humidity was coiling around her arms in an uncomfortable embrace. Who were these people? While the two went back to their combat, 21 licked the palms of her hands with swiftness, making sure to get all the pungent Ki off of them. "Just one taste," she promised herself. "Just one taste to hold me over." If she had known how strong this man was to begin with, she never would have jumped in. The urge to siphon them dry was tantalizing, more so than the fear dripping from the hapless citizens that fled.
"Give me...." she murmured as if speaking with a ghost. The sticky feeling returned, though this time was of her own making. "GIVE ME A TASTE...!" The new challenger glided towards the self-proclaimed Saiyan as if distance and time were indistinguishable.
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Post by Yan Cass on Aug 30, 2019 12:11:12 GMT -5
As Walid jumped to the woman’s aid, Yan’s eyebrow arched slightly upward in a mix of confusion and suspicion. He missed the trickier of the blasts, but Yan honestly did not expect him to take an interference so gracefully. Normally it was all hot headed “How dare you get involved in my man to man fight!” Yan didn’t know whether to be pleased by this development or insulted that he hadn’t given the Zaunite enough of a fight to spur on his warrior spirit. That would have to change. The physical assault landed as viciously as he intended, but Walid got up as if he had simply been grazed despite the cracked ground being evidence against it. Again, he turned his attention back to the woman. Yan could be childish and extremely attention seeking. When attention was pulled away from him a tantrum wasn’t out of the question, but in this case he was genuinely interested in the girl as well. The force behind her otherwise weak blasts gave him pause, and he forgot that he was forcibly suppressed instead of doing so for his own amusement. He forgot entirely about his promise to Adel and assumed he could just go at them both with heavy hands. Reality would strike soon enough. Walid’s trademark fire grew and Yan believed it without a second thought. The fiery beam balls shot out at him, and the monkey jumped back and up with ease, expecting them to crash into each other. Unfortunately for him, these weren’t real balls tied to Walid’s speed. They were tricks of the mind and the Zaunite trained them with his mind’s eye to hit, so in an odd blur the balls shifted to stray off course in almost a flicker. On instinct alone Yan pulled his knees and arms together in the air so the flames crashed into some type of guard before he realized the truth of the matter. Yan had a good amount of strength of mind and an even greater understanding of mental torture versus physical torture and this was the former. How many hell cycles had he been through of much worse pain delivered right to his brain’s central cortex? He bit down and flung the imaginary balls away with a physical action to further cement his will power, and they faded away into the air. A feint at this point and time was kind of careless. The axe wizzed by Yan when it otherwise would have hit without a problem due to his attention being more focused on mental fortitude. It zoomed back and Yan had the time to brace for it, though he took the brunt of the side into his shoulder and grunted into another step back. He was being a bit stupid in not trying better to dodge these attacks, but he refused to back down from the challenge of Walid’s brute strength. It didn’t matter how hard the Zaunite hit, he planned to take it...well, to a degree. The girl giggled with her own masochism and Yan could feel a silly amount of something like blood lust. Again, something about it was off. It wasn’t a simple murderous hunger but it was a hunger. She didn’t necessarily want the violence so much as...a taste? Of what? She bum rushed him and Yan took an easy step to the side as he recovered from Walid’s strike. Even suppressed the speed she possessed was less of a glide and more of a glacier to him. He knew when her fury was truly unleashed that she would be much more difficult to avoid, even with that great difference, but that first attack? Well, she was going to have to try harder! ”Too afraid to face me one on one?” he taunted Walid, as he hopped back a few more steps to take further distance from the starving woman. ”That’s alright I’ll take you both, after all...” he started, letting his power raise only to blink when it only reached a certain point. Reality struck, and his dark gaze fixated on his own wrist and the chaffing feeling the cuff provided. Judging from the girl’s power level, he probably should have ripped it off then and there, but that might be over doing it. Maybe she really was a mindless character he would not need to go all out on. He had the arrogance to keep playing it out like this, and he did make a promise that he should try to keep. Probably. Especially with his next plan. ”I am a Super Saiyan God!” he continued as pseudo Chishan, then slammed his hands down into the ground as his aura snapped out. It wasn’t ki that exploded from him however, as he shifted his own to change the environment instead, using the earth itself to bash and cracm to create a wicked explosion that shot out in all directions, most specifically to the red headed duo. It took out the cement pathway and road and crashed through the nearest shops. Superficial damage. Probably. Speed. Block Wally A3 Free. Take Wally A4A1-2. Dodge Grapple A3. Charge (1%) A4.-Tact. Bakuhatsuha [DR8] (7%) Ki Used: 8% Chaotic Ki: 3.5% Total Remaining Ki: 86.5% DMG: n/a Notes:
Prepped Items:
1. Bag of Sensu (1 Regular, 2 Korin’s)
2. Stasis Grenade
3. Potent Gun Powder
4. Potion
5. Potion
6. Ki Buffer
7. Ki Well
8. Faerie Dust
MVG: Energizer
Extra Shit
DMG Reduc: 35%
Majestic Cobalt Favour of the Dragon: Physical Attacks +25%
Energy Rune: Energy Attacks +1% DMG
Advanced Fisticuffs PA +1DR, Hybrids +.5DR
Ki Manipulation: EA +.5 DR
Lucky Freezing Rune
Lucky Energy Stealing Rune
Toxic Rune
Slippery Mind is in Effect
DTK Balancer -1% Ki Cost (Fundi down to .5%)
Solarweave Cloak +1 DR Flame Shield
Dark Attunement Shard +DR 1 0/1
Ice Temple: +10%/-50% Immobilize Crit
Instant Transmission 0/1
Telepathic Mastery 0/4
Telekinesis
Telekinetic Mastery 0/2
Transmute Energy 0/1
Chaos Form
Tides of Chaos (Chaotic Label = DOUBLE DAMAGE)
Maneuvers Fundie 0/2 Advanced 0/1
Reversal 0/2
Strongside 0/1
Mimic
Second Wave 0/2
Empowerment 0/1
Magical Materialization
Ring of Deceit [Rock Crusher] 0/1
Reflect Ring 0/2
Wizard Belt 0/2
Vorox Wing
Scouter
Ki Mastery 3
Sense
Ki Suppression
Phonic Ray
Daemon
Speed Teleports: 0/8
Counters: 1/3
Equipment: Body
Plated Ice Serpent Mark V Combat Armor of Constitution
Equalized Mithril Lined Solarweave Cloak of Energy and Wind
Arms
Equalized Lucky Freezing Dexterity Bracers of Wind and Rage w/Dark Attunement Shard Interlock of Wind Thieve's Gloves of Wind
Legs
Assassin's Shoes of Grace Equalized Leg Interlock of Wind and Fortune
Mark V Combat Greaves of Wind
Head
Mark V Helmet of Wind
Equalized DTK Balancer of Wind and Endurance
Accessory
Reflect Ring (Speed) of Wind and Combat
Titan’s Favor of Wind
Accessory
Anointed Shield
Wizard Belt of Wind and Personality
Accessory
Ring of Deceit: Rock Crusher
Equalized Reforged Saljuk Mastery Sash of Wind
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Post by Galactic King on Sept 2, 2019 4:11:51 GMT -5
Instead of discontinuing the fight, Android 21's presence only escalated it to a new level. An intense pressure began to bubble outwards. She did not know much about this Saiyan outside of how agile he moved, and the safest thing to do now was to wait out the attack and gather more information. 21 knelt down and thrust both palms away from her body in an attempt to minimize damage. The destruction caused was vast, destroying the road and nearby buildings. It was a good thing that so many people had already run away or else they would have been caught up in this blast. The force of the explosion slowed down dramatically once it made contact with Android 21's hands, but it had come with such intensity and acceleration that the initial impact threatened to snap her wrists if she continued to try and push the attack away. And so, 21 lowered her arms and let the rest of the attack ram into her, knocking her back several feet.
"Super Saiyan God, huh?" Her eyes lowered to her hands, which were slightly charred from trying to hold back that massive explosion. "You must be pretty strong." Even that compliment had the implied caveat of 'but it is still pointless to fight me.' She spoke with a sincere voice, yet it sounded like the whispers of a demon. Now that the innocents had fled the scene, there was little risk in following suit. The potent smell of fear had dissipated, and there was not much to gain by staying here. Even so... she had gotten a taste of this man's power. It was delicious, of course, but with an airy texture. Blood rushed to her face the more she thought about it. It was like a chocolate ball with a hollow inside and no caramel filling.
There was no way of knowing for sure, but Android 21 suspected this was not the limit of her opponent's power. She just needed a taste of his true power, his unrestrained Ki, and her hunger would be sated. She would be happy with leaving after that. She just needed to push this man a bit. Plus, with an explosion that size, what if he destroyed an entire city? The ones who fled could still be caught up in it.
"Let's see if we can make you stronger!" she cackled, losing herself in the moment. Android 21 picked herself up off the ground, not even bothering to dust herself off, and raised her hands to the sky. A small amount of Ki left her fingertips, mixing with the compounds in the atmosphere and weaving an artificial satellite. Considering the galactic war, and her ability as a scientist, this was not a difficult task for her. Information on the Saiyans became more widespread; they became stronger under a full moon. The false moon took shape overhead, casting an eerie glow over the field of battle and juxtaposing with crimson hues in her eye.
"Give me more!" she shouted, once more recklessly diving at her foe.
Ki Remaining: 96%
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Post by Axel on Sept 5, 2019 4:48:36 GMT -5
There was something missing from the fight and he stood there for a moment to try and figure out just what that was. There were fighters, there were blows being traded and dished out, but he wasn’t having as much fun as he thought he was going to have when things got started. While he was in mid thought he watched as the girl tried to assault the ginger-haired man, and the response didn’t impress him. It was almost enough to put him to sleep as he fought a yawn back. It wasn’t the newcomer’s fault, nor Yan’s, it just didn’t have that exciting feeling that the Zaunite wanted.Then suddenly his ears started to wiggle as the man mentioned words that could only be directed at Walid. It was enough to cause his blood to boil. There were a lot of things that he would brush off, but insulting him like that wasn’t something he stood for. He didn’t yet know how he would, but he would do everything in his power to cause his opponent to regret those words. That was when the man went on to call himself a god of some kind, proclaiming that he’d eliminate them both.As soon as his hands went down, the very ground beneath them started to erupt. The Avatar of War was on high alert, in full anger mode as he speed up attempting to move out of the way. Gravel and cement went sailing as he weaved back in forth in blurring movements. Occasionally he would get nicked and struck by the remains of their battlefield, but he kept on his defense. While it wasn’t Yan’s intention, that only pissed him off even more.Once everything was all settled and over with, the pink-haired warrior landed with his pants slightly torn. The assault was done, but his anger remained in full effect. The burning orange aura that he still had in effect started to sway even more as he started to power up his energy. Was it from his anger, or was it simply because he wanted to refill himself?“I don’t give a damn what you are,” he said, “God, King, Prince, hell you could even be the creator of this universe.”Walid then kicked off the ground as hard as he could. With all of his might he sent his arm forward in an attempt to strike his fist against the man’s face.“You’re still going to get your ass kicked by me personally,” he let out.Then without warning a spacecraft appeared in the sky as its cloaking device was turned off. Inside of it was someone dressed in traditional Keliouxian scholar robes. He pressed a button on his scouter to radio someone on the other end of his mic. While that went on the Zaunite looked up, angry that someone else decided to show up to the fight.“Targets sighted,” the person said and then pressed a button that was located on his steering wheel.
When he pressed it, a compartment opened up from the vessel and a bomb-like device started to fall from it. Before it even landed, it emitted a high pitch shockwave with the intent on making anyone too preoccupied with closing their ears to evade it. It went on as the bomb continued to fall and then when it was a few inches from the ground, it erupted. An explosion was released to cover where the fighters were, kicking up what was left of the gravel into the air. It, however, wasn’t a typical one. It also expelled gas with the intent on making the “targets” pass out.Ki: 93.5%
HP: 100%
-PL: 702,520 ---> 703,193 / [922,658] 957,398
-Ki: 351,260 ---> [461,329] 478,699
-Strength: 90,725 ---> 122,478
-Speed: 85,187 ---> 132,040
-Toughness: 85,429 ---> 115,329
-Stamina: 89,980 --->[107,957] 125,972
-Vitality: 85,126 ---> 114,920
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Post by Yan Cass on Sept 6, 2019 11:56:41 GMT -5
The explosion wasn’t too traumatic, which was a relief and a disappointment in one. Walid attempted to escape it while the woman took it head on. She recovered first, even though her block had faltered. Her hands were held limply at her sides for a moment, and her gaze shifted to them in momentary thought. She was still more powerful than him and she probably knew and understood that even if his explosion was far more potent than the two blasts she threw at him. When she spoke to confirm his thoughts on her assessment he grinned, the battle getting to him in the exact opposite as Walid. He was getting fired up, ready to feed on the excitement of the fight, and while Yan could feel his former friend’s rage build up he ignored it for the girl who bore a hunger for him he could not turn away from. She shot a blast upward and Yan recognized the whipsy quality of her ki. There was no power in it to fear, but instead it twisted up and morphed to become something else. Did she really just give a Saiyan a full moon? In Yan’s experience, such things could often make a Saiyan far weaker if they gazed up and found themselves trapped as a giant ape, but he, of course, didn’t have that problem so he decided to go along with it, giving her what she wanted but... His gaze shifted once more down to his wrist as the girl rushed towards him again. Yan made a few small gestures with his fingertips and light flashed within the contact lens in his eye. Six words from the ASI who watched over him, but they were not in protest. ADEL IS GOING TO KILL YOU... He was going to let the girl finally grab him, but when she got close he instinctively leapt back once more, his nose scrunching. There was something about her ki he couldn’t place, but the hairs on his arms rose up when she got close in warning. It was probably the aura around her, so similar to Walid’s earlier display and yet warped and far more dangerous. He didn’t regret jumping back however because he needed space for his ‘transformation.’ His gaze fixed upward as Walid began to speak and then his aura pulsed. Juturna had altered the suppression level on his cuff and he naturally pushed just a little more against it. It was freeing but not all the way. Adel would indeed kill him, but at least now he could pretend the cuff had malfunctioned. Probably. His dark eyes focused on the fake moon and he made his aura turn green and shoot outwards with a wind twisting pressure. Walid rushed in, and while Yan pretended to be in some kind of lunar trance, his senses were carefully spread out over the battlefield, keeping track of the distance between them until Walid’s fist could almost connect. The wild fist jumped towards Yan’s face and he swayed to the side to avoid it before stepping in and shoving his knee hard towards the man’s gut with all his new power behind it. His preparation made it seem effortless, and his green aura flared up on impact though it did nothing to further enhance the counter. He could afford to be a little more showy. If Walid took it and fell to his knees, Yan would look down to him with that condescending look meant to match the the woman’s. It was pointless to fight him. If he managed to dodge, well, he’d still get the same look only the monkey would not be able to literally look down upon him. Yan turned back to the girl though. It was her after all who demanded he show more power, and now he had. Was she happy now? Content? Hungrier? ”You’re going to regret that,” he said, still mocking Chishan’s haughty tone, welling up false anger. Chishan had a bit of a temper, if he recalled properly. It was easily undone, but when Yan attacked him he had gone full out without giving a crap how much weaker the monkey was. He was pissed off, and now so was Yan-pretending-to-be-Chishan. Before he could do something dramatic, the ship appeared. Cloaking technology was sneaky, and it always amazed Yan how a ship could isolate all the ki signatures inside. It was a Keliouxan vessel however, and he frowned deeply before the hatch opened. Had they upped their defenses since his fight with the doppelganger? Was this really something that could hurt him? Probably, but a plan came to mind. The loud screeching filled his ears, but he ignored it, bracing himself for impact by loosening his stance. It all happened in a quick moment. The bomb exploded quite like Damaskian technology. He recognized the slyness of it, but the explosion itself was weak enough as he was hoping for. It threw him back, the shockwave of it making his bones feel like they were crunching, but he did what he intended to do. With the wave, he pushed back against it so his feet slammed into the wall rather than his back. His muscles tensed and strained, his feet went completely numb and his knees almost buckled with it. He bent them and braced himself with his hands to take in as much force as possible...and then he launched off the wall straight towards the odd ki signature the demondroid possessed. Using the smoke and debris to hide him, and taking advantage of his less hindered speed, he was upon her likely before she even knew what was happening. His hand was already pulled back before he shot it forward, almost touching her before his own blast erupted towards her, its speed fast enough to send her flying backwards (again?) if she wasn’t careful. The gasses were immediately pushed back. She wanted to keep bum rushing him, it was time to completely overwhelm her. As soon as the blast was let off, Yan’s palm moved sideways to shoot a devastatingly fast beam from his fingertips, aimed at her foot to slow her down further or push her into flight. Without any hesitation he rushed her again, kicking hard off the ground and using ki to propel him faster. His arm was pulled back again, and shot forward just as he reached her, once more sending a speedy blast towards her body. If he was correct in his thoughts, these attacks would serve to make her stronger, but he didn’t mind just yet. They still had a ways to go. The gases had started to move back towards them but the second explosion pushed them back further and they began to dissipate. Yan almost went with them as his feet skidded back on the exploded cement. His speed was only stopped by the blast sending him backwards, but even then it was a bit uncontrolled, stopped only by the friction of his planted feet. He didn’t look to the girl this time, knowing she would handle her attacks however she could, potentially tanking them all in a style similar to his own with his chaos seed active. She would be dealt with again, but now he looked at Walid his hand raising into a guarded stance he vaguely remembered Chishan using. His clothes were tattered from the explosion and his hair was ruffled, the red of it masking the bits of blood, but he was unfazed. His gaze lifted back up to the ship and he let his aura flare up once more, as if in warning, then he looked back to Walid. He wanted to say some stupid line but he was kind of thrown off by the ship’s attack. ”Looks like a ship did more damage to me than you,” he tried, a bit brazenly. ”Come kick my ass then,” he continued with an air of simplicity, as if it truly wasn’t a hard task. The sarcasm was thick. ”If you can.”A1-2. Dodge Effinng Grapple Free. Unsuppress to 65% Controlled Ouzaru!!A3. Rock Crusher vs Walid A2 [DR3] {PL} Free. Take Walid A3android 21: A4. PF + Grand Smasher (4%) [DR4.5] {Spd: 500k+} Second Wave. Mastered Suiken (.5%) [DR2.5] Spd. PF + Grand Smasher (4%) [DR4.5] {Spd: 500k+} Tact. Frozen Ki Used: 8.5% (+2%) Chaotic Ki: 3.5% Total Remaining Ki: 80% DMG: n/a Notes:
Prepped Items:
1. Bag of Sensu (1 Regular, 2 Korin’s)
2. Stasis Grenade
3. Potent Gun Powder
4. Potion
5. Potion
6. Ki Buffer
7. Ki Well
8. Faerie Dust
MVG: Energizer
Extra Shit
DMG Reduc: 35%
Majestic Cobalt Favour of the Dragon: Physical Attacks +25%
Energy Rune: Energy Attacks +1% DMG
Advanced Fisticuffs PA +1DR, Hybrids +.5DR
Ki Manipulation: EA +.5 DR
Lucky Freezing Rune
Lucky Energy Stealing Rune
Toxic Rune
Slippery Mind is in Effect
DTK Balancer -1% Ki Cost (Fundi down to .5%)
Solarweave Cloak +1 DR Flame Shield
Dark Attunement Shard +DR 1 0/1
Ice Temple: +10%/-50% Immobilize Crit
Instant Transmission 0/1
Telepathic Mastery 0/4
Telekinesis
Telekinetic Mastery 0/2
Transmute Energy 0/1
Chaos Form
Tides of Chaos (Chaotic Label = DOUBLE DAMAGE)
Maneuvers Fundie 0/2 Advanced 0/1
Reversal 0/2
Strongside 0/1
Mimic
Second Wave 1/2
Empowerment 0/1
Magical Materialization
Ring of Deceit [Rock Crusher] 1/1
Reflect Ring 1/2
Wizard Belt 0/2
Vorox Wing
Scouter
Ki Mastery 3
Sense
Ki Suppression
Phonic Ray
Daemon
Speed Teleports: 0/8
Counters: 2/4
Equipment: Body
Plated Ice Serpent Mark V Combat Armor of Constitution
Equalized Mithril Lined Solarweave Cloak of Energy and Wind
Arms
Equalized Lucky Freezing Dexterity Bracers of Wind and Rage w/Dark Attunement Shard
Interlock of Wind
Lucky Energy Stealing Thieve's Gloves of Wind
Legs
Assassin's Shoes of Grace
Equalized Leg Interlock of Wind and Fortune
Mark V Combat Greaves of Wind
Head
Mark V Helmet of Wind
Equalized DTK Balancer of Wind and Endurance
Accessory
Reflect Ring (Speed) of Wind and Combat
Titan’s Favor of Wind
Accessory
Anointed Shield
Wizard Belt of Wind and Personality
Accessory
Ring of Deceit: Rock Crusher
Equalized Reforged Saljuk Mastery Sash of Wind
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