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Around Insanus blasts began to rocket the area as multiple beings arrived. Suddenly one of the saiyajinns began speaking, although speech was understandable, at this moment Insanus was unconcerned with unpleasant chit-chat. In fact, Insanus began to drool as his hands felt the furry tail wrapped around the female saiyajinn. Feeling instant need to have his own chunk he extended his claws in a basic attack of his own making. Quickly he slashed downwards at incredible speed towards to female's tail.
"It's my tail now," he screeched. "I want it so bad!" ------------------------- Attack Used: Ira Ki Cost: 250 ki.
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As Daiki ran up the dusty, ruble-covered stairway of a West City building, screams and shriviling cries could be heard from the outside as the destruction worsened. Daiki had to see it for himself up close. What is it exactly, he asked himself and as his personality was; he'd find out. Finnally after many dirty flights of stairs, he reached the door at the top. Daiki opened it to have dust and debree embrace him as he entered. He began to cough and pull his mask over his mouth as he walked to the edge of the tall building. Daiki was speechless. All that lay before him was the ruble of buildings and dead bodies. It was true and it was time.
[OOC: if anybody wants, I'd like to team up and offer assistance to anyone.]
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(24) Gobi
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Corey gasped as the sound of crushing stone, marble, and metal filled his ears. He turned around to meet the circular area. The Saiyan kid just grew angrier, as more lives might have been lost just by being there. There was definitely no time to escape that.
Filled with unfathomable rage, a burst of crimson ki surrounded him. Recklessly, overflowing with anger, the ten-year old rushed forward, a cry of "STOP THE DESTRUCTION" ringing out as he rushed the tank responsible for the destruction and death of the innocent lives that may or may not have been in that area. OOC: Kaioken x2. Strength: 596 Vitality: 596 Focus: 536 Constituion: 536 Dexterity: 516 Speed: 516 Ki: 18,000
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(21) Sannin
Join Date: Jul 2007
Location: Hell, exploring the layers.
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OOC: Chuckles I'll work with you. (again)
Once I get their that is. Abbath is resting then he sees the three shooting stars falling from the sky but does not think much of it, since he knew about shooting stars but not much else. The animals start to act weird then he knew something was up. "Guys whats the deal; err wait I know it was thoose stars, I guess once I think about they were pretty large, maybe I should check it." Abbath growls as he rises from his bear hide bed with a thin rabbit skin blanket. He quickly does a few push ups then grabs some of his cooked rabbit, and flys towards West City, eating the rabbit on the way. Name: Abbath Doom Occulta Age: 25 Gender: Male Height: 6"2 Weight: 190 Race: Demon Typically an evil race, loving to kill. Other than almost always being evil, they can be easily mistaken with mutants. Advantage: Demons are immortal; they cannot be killed. When they die, they do infact get sent to the Afterlife, but they may return at any time. They may also travel between this world and the next. Disadvantage: To return from life before the usual 5 day waiting period, demons must summoned by another LIVING demon. Class: Martial Artist Appearance: ![]() Except no ax. Personality: Abbath is Interested in dark things and death. Abbath is very adventurous, greedy, and even though he is from Hell, and hates Heaven he is social, but still remains close minded. Level: 4 Experience: 400 Stats: you have a total of 300 points to distribute amongst these stats, determined by your Class(es) and Sub-Class(es) Strength: 293 Vitality: 303 Focus: 254 Constituion: 263 Dexterity: 271 Speed: 264 Ki: 9,000 Health: 3,000 Stamina: 3. . Zeni: $1,000. Items/Weapons: Transformations/Power Ups: -Power-Up - Kaioken (x2): For 6 posts, stats are multiplied by 2 Sagas/Quests Completed: Biography: Before he was born his father was killed by a group of angels/deties. 3 days after he was born his mom was killed by a large group of angels/deties attacking Hell. All he had from that day forward was his older brother. Then one day when he was 15 a group of angels/deties got in a fight with his brother, himself and a few other demos. The angels/deties won, killing his brother and sparing him. From that day forward he hated heaven and everything about it. He then devoted his life to training himself and music. 10 years later a rip opened to Earth, and Abbath took advantage of it entering Earth and preparing his revenge.
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(19) Mastered Super Saiyan
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Still perched above the city, Zechi narrowed in on the three figures that he presumed were responsible for the massive explosions. Their powers were enormous; each one was stronger than the next. It would be suicide for someone like Zechi to rush all three of them head on. Not that there was a need.
Shortly after the explosion, several other powerful forms erupted from different parts of the city, each quickly moving towards the three larger powers. Zechi even felt one coming from far behind him, south of West City. Sparks flared between the powers. Zechi saw an energy attack fire out at the three, barely even knocking one down followed by a blue energy ball back at their attacker. Was this a fight? Or was this greater than this? Did a war just begin? “I am no fool.” Zechi whispered to himself. There was no way that he was going to rush down there and start fighting. To him, the opportune time- and side to join would prove soon. |
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@HerrGeiger: Footsteps smacked against the iron of what appeared to be a remaining tower of the city. Landing was Un, in immortal of unparalleled brutality. Upon coming into contact with Zechi, his eyes narrowed and his fangs bore. However, upon approaching West City, a twitch of fright drove through him. These mortals, Saiyan-jin, as they were known were horrifically powerful. Savage, but was Un unintelligent enough to charge blindly into combat? No, he wasn’t. With a nudge of his head, the demonic fiend indirectly pointed toward the battlefield. Because of language barriers, he could not communicate with Zechi. Therefore he couldn’t stress two very important points. One was that he wished assistance in taking on these opponents. The other was that after the Saiyan-jin were defeated, he’d proceed to kill Zechi and eradicate the rest of the city himself, “Oh well, tough luck for them…” Un thought to himself, unable to avoid a maniacal laugh. (Italics indicate though, btw.)
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His attack had hit dead on, but Fury didn't expect it to finish off such a strong opponent. It was really just to test the true power of his adversary. After watching the man take a shot to the chest and recover in a matter of seconds, Fury knew this would be one rough battle. Then, not so much to his surprise, the man's counter-attack was hurled toward Fury. His expression didn't move, and neither did he. The ball of ki collided with with his frame and erupted into a massive explosion, or so one would think. At the last second, Fury used his Force Step technique to make it seem as if he had exploded. In reality, Fury had activated his special ability: Quickness.
"..." Fury was at a loss of words even in his own head. Utilizing his new speed to the fullest, Fury stood quietly behind the shorter man. Suddenly though, two words popped into Fury's head. "First Step." The thought raged in his head as he suddenly pushed his hand forward, his right index finger aimed toward the shorter of the Saiyans. A sudden surge of energy at his finger tip signaled that Fury's attack had been launched. The silent and invisible beam of air darted toward the Saiyan's back. Summary: Base Speed /w Armor: 422 New Speed /w Custom Advantage, Quickness: 633 -200 ki from Force Step -250 ki from First Step 9,600 ki Remaining
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A soft landing could be heard behind the group of Saiya-jins that had landed on the planet, and after the smaller man gave orders to the larger one, a chuckle followed.
"Taking orders from a shrimp? I came here thinking the strongest would actually be... the strongest--not some little minion," Mato taunted, his eyes scanning over the group.
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(19) Mastered Super Saiyan
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The sudden sound of flesh striking iron caused Zechi to quickly pivot his torso to find the source of the noise. The creature that stood atop the clock tower with him was creature…or was it human? The horns that bore out each side of the skull quickly caught Zechi’s eye. What kind of species was this creature? The next feature that popped out to Zechi was the designs drilled into the flesh of the being’s throat and abdomen. He recognized it for some reason. Was this an alien?
The creature, Un, nodded towards the battlefield where the three power beings were now battling it out with several combatants. Did it want help in fighting the three opponents? Or everyone? Zechi frowned when the creature laughed. But he still realized something. His opportunity had come. Zechi turned and looked thoughtfully towards the battlefield and nodded. Slowly, he started to push himself off the ground to levitate using his ki. It was time to fight. He looked towards Un to see if it had a strategy. OOC: You better believe it. |
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(16) Exequias
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Leaning against a nearby wall, one that had been left undamaged during the rain of explosions, Katsuo watched the battle from a far. Originally he had planned on joining in on the skirmish but from the looks of it, things weren't going to turn out well, not for Earth anyways.
"Earth's heroes? What a joke," Katsuo mumbled out loud while looking impassively at a wandering survivor trying to escape the confines of the newly made arena. Usually, he wouldn't think anything of the situation but after seeing these so called heroes fight, a bad taste was left in his mouth. You couldn't simply fight someone with three to four times as much power as you with punches, kicks, and energy blasts. Katsuo could predict from both his scouter and the amused faces of the saiyans, Earth's doom was imminent. That is unless one of those above him actually had a plan on how to defeat these guys. A sudden creaking sound became apparent as Katsuo's eyes scanned the surrounding area. Nearby, an old car that had been toppled on to its side during the explosion was about to collapse on what looked to be the same survivor he had seen earlier. With a rush of speed, Katsuo caught the car a mere second before it landed on its victim. Pushing the car in the other direction, Katsuo looked at the wounded man only briefly before turning and walking back to where he had once been. "Thanks," the man muttered in gratitude. Katsuo continued walking, waving back at the man for the acknowledgment. While he wasn't a hero, Katsuo felt he needed to take care of what only he could be responsible for, in this case the man's life. Had someone else been around, he could've ignored the man's life and continued knowing he wasn't the only one to have ignored it. However, being the only one around, he felt it would've been entirely his fault had the man died, a failure he could not accept. Katsuo looked once more at the skirmish before deciding it was finally time to enter the fray, not to fight but simply to hear the saiyan's intentions. In addition, he'd try to convince a few of the fighters that their current tactics were useless, both for the planet's safety and to rid himself of the annoyance. He only hoped he could come up with a plan before they, and the planet along with them, were dead. Last edited by Tuna2; 04-23-2008 at 07:38 AM. |
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The challenge caused Lucrecia to swear under her breath, with almost as much irritation as she had felt when the saiyans crashed. A wave of wind and ki washed over her, an uncomfortably forceful feeling, as a make shift arena was crafted, and various fighters accepted the gauntlet thrown down. Negotiation, it appeared, was not a part of the deal.
"Great..." she mumbled irritably, regaining her footing within the destroyed city, taking a long drag of her cigarette. Trust a saiyan to instantly start a fight; her knowledge of the species was fairly limited, but one thing she did know for sure was that; their bloodlust and desire for the heat of combat. That meant her own attempts to peruse a less violent solution would probably be futile- at the moment, impossible. The first non-loudmouth(Fury) she had seen on this planet had already begun attacking it appeared... did that leave much of a choice for anything else? She sighed with annoyance. Why did things always have to be like this? Fighting was one thing, but the way things were going, it could only end with one side dead- an outcome that made her skin crawl, despite her still, passive expression. She groaned, holding the cigarette between her fingers and breathing out a stream of smoke, while receiving odd looks from survivors that practically screamed how she could be doing that at a time like this. Non-interference. Non-involvement. Right now, that was the best policy she could see for the situation. On one hand, she didn't particularly care about this planet or it's inhabitants; on the other, no one deserved to die wantonly. A number of warriors had already appeared to deal with this problem and, for the moment, it seemed rather self-contained; true, while these saiyans were emanating power far exceeding that of those in the vicinity, as of yet, it didn't seem like nothing they couldn't handle, and why would someone attack without having a fairly decent idea of what to do. No reason to get involved; in fact, it would probably be considered getting in the way, especially if these guys intended on killing the invaders- another scenario she'd have to step in to prevent. She raised a hand and scratched her cheek irritably; why did all the people o this planet have to be so complicated? For a moment, her eyes flickered and rested upon a building top, and upon two odd creatures-at least one of which was emanating the evil, dampening aura of a demon. "Hm..." the kai mused quietly, slipping the cigarette back between her lips. "…Guess I'm not the only one stayin' out of the way, huh?"
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The shorter of the saiyajins, the one apparently called "Cassius", was again sent stumbling back. He regained his balence quickly, and spitting out the blood that Suji's attack had left collecting in his mouth, charged his foe. He strikes were swift, before the man could react the saiyajin had landed several quick jabs to his chest along with a left hook that left him sprawled out in the ash that accumulated as the city burned.
He spun quickly, preparing to lash out at the power he now sense behind him. He stopped short, however, as he recognized the saiyajin he had come to face. "You. I know of you. Krudule, the great saiyajin Coward. Tell me, what is it like to know your own unwillingness to risk your life lead to the death of so many?" Cassius flinched slightly as his massive partner bolted behind him. The massive saiyajin took a heavy step and prepared to kick off again when he was blindsided by Fury's attack. He thought nothing of the small cut it opened on his arm, instead he continued his charge at Mato. He moved suprisingly quick for his massive size, and before Mato could react the massive saiyajin had him pinned to the ground by his face. --- The female screamed in agony as the strange man's blade cut through her tail. She dropped to her knees, her power faltering slightly. Where had this man come from? She had not sensed him before. She had barely noticed him stroking her tail earlier. Regaining her composure, she stood, spun, and planeted a hard kick on the attacker's face. |
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Krudule fell silent, unable to make a witty reply. His past engulfed him, with fear. The Saiyans dismal eyes began to quickly dilate, his face whitened as he realized what the Saiyan had said. He stumbled a few step back-wards, as his mind raged with the flash backs of the very event he spoke of. This physical phenomenon could have easily have been the end of the ruby ark angel, if it had not been for the numerous years he had spent on Earth forgetting his ominous transgression to his Saiyajin people. He had tried so hard to forget his pain, yet he could not; a teardrop hurled down the face of the brutish Saiyan warrior what would have been only visible to those extremely close to him due to his visor.
"Yes it is I; the Saiyan Elite Krudule, and tonight upon this lulu planet I can prove to you all, I'm not even a shadow of my former self." He clutched his fist, and gathered his vigour, creating a mighty smile upon his brighten face; "I am a changed warrior, a true Saiyan". Taking his tall stance ones more, and blinking to rid himself of his infantile tears. He looked strongly into the Saiyan's eyes. It had already been reveled that he was immensely stronger than what Krudule's seemed to be, though he did not care. Battle was imminent. Krudule's remember what his Saiyan forefathers had taught him, as he knew he would need it. "Forgive me brother...forgive me" his earthy voice became tranquil, as he took a stance of offense clenching his fists, and biting his upper lip. He launched kicking himself from the ground into the Saiyan. "SILENCE!!...I care not for what you have to say" he aburtly foresaid as his Kaioken fist meet directly to the small Saiyajin's face; the impacting speed matching with it's force made the punch seem like Krudule was the earth's thunder and lightning itself. |
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Commander Madness
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OOC: Sorry I'm late guys, approval took a while. Lets get it on.
====================== Freon sighed; his travels had been too boring as of late. Three days without seeing anyone, or anything for that matter. Picking up his hastily caught meal, he held it over the fire to singe the still raw meat. Thankfully though, he had not wasted the free time he had. He had stressed himself and he felt much stronger. Before he was a force to be reckoned with; surely now he was invincible! Suddenly, he felt the air displaced as something with incredible force shook the ground. Freon gasped and dropped his meal into the campfire. Somewhere to the West a great battle was taking place! Focusing on the direction he thought he could feel several powers, each more terrifying than the last. And each couldn't be far from his own power, maybe even... a little stronger? No! Nothing could surpass his power! Shaking with barely supressed nervousness, Freon took off and flew as fast as he could towards the fray. He had to see these incredible fighters! ====================== Name: Freon Age: 8 Gender: Male Height: 5’ 6” Weight: 13 stone 5 Race: Changelings The race that the evil tyrants Freeza, Cooler, and King Cold belong to. Though much about the race is unknown, it's obvious that they are just as arrogant as the Saiyans and are able to use body transformations to boost their power. Advantage: Changelings are very resiliant creatures. Not only can they survive in the absence of any atmosphere, but they can continue fighting despite partial dismemberment or other greivous injuries. Disadvantage: Changelings are also known for their arrogance. They typically hold back against opponents weaker than themselves because of their confidence. When battling an opponent more than 5 levels lower than your own, your own level is lowered by 5. Class: Martial Artist Appearance: ![]() As Freeza above, but without the armour and with more monkly-like robes. Personality: Not having been brought up by his own race, Freon is free of many of his biological father’s faults. His arrogance however was apparently a genetic trait however as Freon is just as arrogant as Freeza was. Maybe without his father’s penchant for cruelty and malice, this will not prove to be such a fatal flaw in Freon’s life. Level: 5 Experience: 600 Stats: 1340 Strength: 236 Vitality: 256 Focus: 210 Constitution: 214 Dexterity: 203 Speed: 221 Ki: 7,500 Health: 2,500 Stamina: 3 Attacks: Finger Slicer. Ki Cost: 150 Description: Freon alights a small spark of Ki on his finger, slashing that finger across the air in front of his opponent sending a short-ranged cutting slash through the air. Burning Blast. Ki Cost: 100 Description: Holding an open hand in front of him, Freon conjures a flame-like Ki that erupts around his hand. Closing his hand sharply he causes an explosion below the opponent. Monkly Glare. Ki Cost: 250. Description: Closing his eyes, Freon chants loudly and quickly, golden light surging from behind his closed lids. Opening his eyes, he glares at his opponent, disabling any limb or sense for the duration of their next three posts. He may do this twice a battle/saga, but the Ki cost doubles the second time. Zeni: $1,000. Items/Weapons: Transformations/Power Ups: Power-Up - Kaioken (x2): For 3 posts, stats are multiplied by 2. Sagas/Quests Completed: Biography: Freon is the result of a series of cloning exercises based upon the living tissues of the great Emperor and fighter Lord Freeza. The cloning process was a vast success, with many clones being created. Unfortunately, after the downfall of Lord Freeza and his father King Cold, their empire was overthrown and a group of anti-Freeza rebels broke into the laboratory-installation and broke its orbit, making it spin off into the cold vacuum of space. Fortunately, for the clones, a remaining scientist managed to trigger an emergency release in his last dying minutes, releasing Freon and his brethren into space, finally crashing into Earth. Freon was the only clone that survived the atmospheric entry. Freon lived for several months inside his escape pod, cannibalising the cold flesh of his stillborn siblings to survive, until, his resources spent, he broke out of the pod and into the harsh environment outside. After having lived off his clone-brethren for so long and due to having somehow “absorbed” the genetic material of his brothers, and especially during his growth stage, Freon’s power was increased significantly above that expected of a Changeling infant, to even above Lord Freeza’s. In addition, his growth rate was increased, with Freon reaching semi-maturity within a year. Stumbling through the forests of the planet, Freon was happened upon by a monk foraging for herbs. Recognising exactly what he was, and reeling from the raw power surging from the infant, the monk prepared to end his life. But for some reason, the monk stayed his hand, perhaps recognising the innocence of the infant. Calling it “sanctuary” the monk brought the Changeling child back to his temple, and with the help of the most powerful members of the order managed to seal the vast majority of Freon’s power within him. Ironically, this suppressed his form in the same way of his father before him. As Freon grew up in the temple, he became very skilled at the martial aspects of the order, whilst ignoring the spiritual side of the discipline. Finally, exasperated at him, the High Monk ordered Freon out into the world to learn patience and spiritual resilience.
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