The Spinach Wastes: a land of Ostrich Chickens. A land of greenery that went on for quite a while. A land that, despite its name, was not a waste, nor grew spinach. A land that Nashi, the Cat Hermit, found himself in.
The Ostrich Chicken ran off in a scare, kicking the quarter-cat in the face. He got off of the ground as soon as he knocked down onto it and, his attempt at stealth in ruins, began chasing after it. "Hey, you can't do that, that's unfair! Come back here!" If the animals didn't already know he was there, they sure did now. The two dozen or so of them were already spreading away from the sudden intruder. "Just let me ride on you! Please?"
Just what was the Senbyo doing in this misnomer of a location? Well, he was looking for the Kinto'un! Er, the Flying Nimbus. You know, that magical yellow flying cloud? But what was he expecting, a highly noticeable magical item would have been easy to find in such an undetailed plain like this with only Ostrich Chickens to hide behind. He realised this, of course, but he did so after he also realised that the Ostrich Chickens were perfectly proportioned to be useful mounts for people of his stature. They were domesticated animals but, with how actively they were avoiding the quarter-feline, he figured that they were the wrong kind of domesticated. "You can be my partner in crime! I'll even... I'll even find a way to bring you up the Tower!" He couldn't think of one, but with enough balloons, anything is possible.
Well this was... an odd sight. Some sort of blue haired person with cat-like ears was chasing after a giant yellow chicken. The blonde Shinjin looked on from her vantage point in the air, amused yet puzzled by the little chase going on down on the ground. From what she could sense, it didn't seem as though this person held any ill will. So she decided to come gently down to the ground, in the path of one of the spreading chicken things and investigate personally.
“Easy there.” she said softly, looking around at the ground beneath her boots before finding something that resembled seeds along with some insects. Saiba collected some of these and held them up in her hand like an offering to the large bird.
The Ostrich Chicken tilted its head oddly at her before approaching cautiously, sniffing the air all the while. It looked down at the collection of edibles in the Shinjins hand before gingerly eating from it. Saiba smiled softly and slowly reached up with her other hand, making sure that the giant bird could see it at all times as she brought it up to stroke the beasts feathers.
“It’s alright. Nobody is going to hurt you.” she said calmly, chuckling as the giant bird finished what was in her hand and was now looking at her with big wide eyes, expecting more apparently. “May I ask why you’re going around just chasing these creatures?” she called over to the blue haired person as she scooped up another handful of treats for the Ostrich Chicken she had “entranced”. The bird definitely seemed to be enjoying the attention that it was receiving from the Shinjin.
Post by Ronin Sashouka on Mar 10, 2018 21:06:35 GMT -6
"Th-this is... really weird."
Pumsen's hands were squeezing Sashouka's shoulders, the saiyan uncertain as they rode along through the sky on the Nimbus. Her hair was trailing behind like some massive spiky club, the sputtering cloud's speed and the lack of ki to propel her ensuring there was plenty of air running around them. Sashouka was sitting cross-legged in-front, the sash-wearing warrior sighing as her hands squeezed tighter. When the woman wanted, she could definitely make things far from simple. Even though they had been riding around, she still felt uncomfortable after all this time?
"You're overthinking this. It's just like flying." His head turned, looking over her hand at the uncertain woman as she looked downward at the wastes. "What's so weird about letting something just carry you?"
A scowl was shot at the Earthling, the Scorpion Dojo's master sighing and looking ahead once more. They weren't terribly high, but the fauna and such weren't getting spooked because of them. Rather, that was due to two others who seemed to be harassing some Ostrich Chickens without any regard for the animal's peace of mind. But the sputtering cloud didn't lower quite yet, instead slowing as the green-eyed man simply watched. One of them looked like an alien, whilst the other seemed to probably be one of the many sorts of bizarre Earthlings. Human-type Earthlings were the only ones in his village, but even having not met one in a conversational atmosphere it had been impossible to not know of the other inhabitants of Earth. The pair of them were quite the sight, but the man couldn't learn more simply watching from up-on-high. Patting the cloud, the pair began to descend much to Pumsen's dismay.
"W-We're falling! I-I should-"
"We're fine." His voice stopped the panicking female, the grumpy attitude of his dojo's manager returning with a scowl as the pair reached ground level. But rather than hop off, they simply began puttering over toward the pair and the bird. "Now, just stay quiet and let me-"
"That's one weird bird! How have I not seen one before!? I've been here for weeks and haven't even once seen anything like that!"
Those who looked up at the skies, mostly the clouds, would see a large white streak moving across. Separating the clouds into smaller ones. It was Kong, flying around as it was his only source of entertainment at the moment. One thing he always noticed about his life was that interesting things don't just "happen", you gotta go out there and look for it. So that's what he decided to do, there has to be something cool going on around the world somewhere. His eyes scanning the land left and right but made sure not to intervene with anyone who energy signatures seemed to far pass his own.
As there were powerful people popping up left and right, one thing that was always on his mind was how exactly would be able to compete with such forcesEspeciallyly when he felt so far behind. Gritting his teeth, the white aura that enveloped around his body began to strength and then so did the pace he was flying. "Let's see...training has begun to bore me..what else is there?" He likes to think of people of knows, and what they would be doing at this time. The first thought being his grandpa, but knowing that old fart he's probably just relaxing and looking at swimsuit magazines like most old men.
Well then there's Kail but... Kong pictured the old man and like most western films he seemed to be in his own world. "Well him.. what about Ronin?--" He shook his head turning down the idea. "Nahhh ain't no way. I'm sure Ronin is out doing some severe training somewhere and breaking his limits and developing new techniques. I should definitely be trying to do the sam-."
Speak of the devil, Kong felt the approach of a familiar power level and looked down, there he was. Ronin himself, his current martial arts teacher, soaring through the skies with company and what appears to be like this yellow puffball. He seemed like he was in a hurry, whatever he was flying on seemed way faster than Kong's on capabilities. What would he expect from his teacher, of course, he would have some advanced form of travel.
Kong grunted as he tried to pick up the pace, zooming downwards in an arch before coming level with Ronin. The only issue now was that he was way behind him. "Yo Master Ron-!" Kong began to cough violently, his words being lost in the wind and it seemed to bring upon a bug or something that Kong accidentally swallowed. "Oh what the fu- " He coughed loudly once more, by this time Ronin was already soaring even farther away.
The white aura around Kong began to fluctuate violently, as he began drawing in more power but as he began to catch up a bit in place Ronin seemed to have slowed down. Scratch that. They were descending. "What's Ronin doing in the forest? Was he on a date? Trying to get some alone time?" Kong looked towards the female who was with him. "Nahh I'm sure he got time." Following along Kong also began to descend, just to notice two other figures as he came along, one male maybe and the other female.
"Huh? A double date?" He approached the group who were conversating, spotting the smaller bird but not paying it much mind.
Some sort of strange-looking chick just popped out from the sky, and usually that sort of thing only happened in his dreams. She wasn't wearing as much clothes as she probably should have been (again, only a common occurrence in dreams) and seemed to have a sword. Her skin, her stance, her hair and her eyes, it all seemed to indicate (at least to Nashi) that she was some sort of angel! No, it's a trick! She's trying to poison my mount, she has to be!
Nashi brought out his spear. His spear, of course, was just his Purrah Pole with a spikey bit at the end. He pointed it at the Shinjin— but, of course, he had no idea what a 'shinjin' was, nor that she was one. All he knew is that she was obviously an enemy! Well, probably not, but no one drops from the sky like that little reason. "Well, I was just going to ride on one, and give it a cute name, and love, cherish and adore it, and give it cool battle armour so I can ride into battle on it! Obviously. But, er, that's none of your business. Who even are you, anyway?" Uh-oh, that might've sounded rude. And Nashi knew how his mother felt about that. "Er, sorry!" He put away his spear back onto his... back. "I'm Nashi! That's Nashi to my friends— you can just call me Nashi!" He heard that one from TV. He thought it was clever. It wasn't, but he used it anyway.
Nary even a moment had gone by since Nashi put his spear away when, in the corner of his eye, he saw... CLOUD!
He turned his attention entirely to the cloud (and, to a lesser extent, the people on it) and faced that direction, his stance seeming to forget that he already had company. He got out his staff/spear once again and pointed it at the yellow cloud; not for any martial reason, but merely to point at it in some attempt to make sure he wasn't just seeing things that weren't there. In a voice so silent that only the shinjin would be able to hear him, and then only if she actively tried to listen to it, he whispered to himself, "The Cloud... the Nimbus. It's real, it's mine and it's right there! Or... is it?" Nashi hit himself on the head to make sure his brain wasn't just fabricating this. Someone stole my nimbus, the meanie! But, after the hit, the yellow only seemed to get closer...
And then there was someone else there too! All three of the strange intruders looked human, despite one of them having a tail. "How did—? Who are you people?!" You must understand, Nashi usually wasn't like this. But, half a minute ago, his only company was a few dozen potential battle mounts. Now, there were strangers coming out the wazoo! "And you, you thief!" He pointed at the Saiyan and the Scorpion Hermit. Although his speech might have implied that he was referring to only one person, he seemed to point in between them and not at one of them in particular. "The Nimbus is mine! Hand it over, or face the wrath of..." He entered a combat stance he saw on the television. "SENBYO NASHI, CAT HERMIT!"
Since I forgot to add this in my beginning post, PL: 7042.
Definitely not the most calm of individuals is he? The blonde Shinjin thought to herself as she sighed when the cat-man pulled out a pointy stick and started to make some threatening gestures with it, whilst his words definitely seemed to be at odds with his actions. Although he seemed to be more focused on making these creatures into tools of war, which caused Saiba to frown somewhat. Before she could respond to his inquiry about who she was, some company began to arrive.
A human male along with a Saiyan female, judging from their tail, arrived on what looked like a golden cloud. The female definitely seemed eager to know about these large avians. She seemed to be far more eager to learn about them rather than turn them into weapons. They were soon joined by another human, although this one was of a darker skin tone than the first one. Not that Saiba minded, but it was interesting to note the different colourations amongst humans. She thought they were all that pinky colour, since that seemed to be the predominant colour that she had bumped into.
What surprised her though was that apparently the cat-humanoid Nashi had laid claim to the golden cloud, that she now knew to be called a Nimbus, and that the two riding on it currently had stolen it from him? She looked over at the bird who looked as bemused as the Shinjin did at the events transpiring around them.
“Question, how do you steal a cloud?” Saiba inquired, looking at the little golden bundle of fluff then back to the cat-humanoid. “And secondly, if you were thinking of trying to turn these gorgeous creatures into your personal army, I dread to think what you’d attempt to do with a cloud.” she said admonishingly towards Nashi as she stroked the beak of the Ostrich Chicken next to her, the avian cooing at the divine attention being bestowed upon it.
Post by Ronin Sashouka on Mar 12, 2018 19:41:29 GMT -6
"Why would I let you have my cloud?"
Although things were definitely odd, given the alien pointing to the intent of this individual and their incessant demands to take the Nimbus. Even though Sashouka barely knew things like the Elder had when it came to such odd entities in the world, the poofball had come and chosen him. Pumsen, however, was the one to actually anger as the sock-wearing Saiyan pushed up and then landed on the ground beside the man, both of her arms crossing beneath the small curves of her shirt-concealed chest.
"Hmph... why should you indeed." Her gaze looked over to Kong, eyes growing painfully annoyed as it seemed she took note of the pair being followed. But that gaze turned back and onto Nashi before she continued speaking, tail whisking about. "If you insist on annoying us and calling Ronin a thief, then-"
The woman was interrupted by an explosion of ki, Sashouka's body wreathed in the fiery orange of his normal strength. Noisy and disturbing the puffy mount slightly was an unfortunate part of the display. But the cloud being shoved and pushed by the power was abruptly ended as he got off the Nimbus and moved to stand with his gaze toward the pair. Only the spear-wielder had made accusations, but the alien near him was an outsider as well. With Kong nearby, it was outright a bad move to just go into the defensive. Instead, it was about showing his strength without any combative intent. Both of his eyes opened slightly whilst his sash shook along with the flow of rising ki.
"I am Sashouka and this cloud chose me. My fate smiled on me, Kitten Hermit... can you say the same? Because if you point that spear at me for a moment longer, I won't hesitate to face you. But I may not be an opponent you want to face." The emerald green orbs shifted over to the one commenting on weaponizing birds and that had questioned this odd one. "I apologize if this is your friend. If he is not, might I ask if you'd join me in teaching him a lesson?"
Why not recruit others into a beat-down? Sometimes the best lessons were learned in bruises, after all, as Mal, Misuji, and the Colonel had taught Sashouka. The purple-haired man knew that defeat was often a better tool than victory to promote growth in a warrior or just the average person. And the catboy was practically asking for a brawl.
Kong was just shifting a glance between the two group. Not really seeing all of the appeals that come with this cloud. I mean he could just fly, so why would he care about having one. Being able to feel the uprising hostility in the situation. By the way the blue haired one was swinging and pointing that spear, it seemed like he wanted to fight. "I guess my idea that I came upon a double date was completely wrong." He murmured to himself while looking over at the other woman there. She looked completely human so he had no reason to suspect she wasn't, but she was indeed stronger than most females he had the chance of meeting so that was cool.
Picking up on a wierd vibe from the blue haired guy, who was spatting on alot of utter nonsence. From what he was able to piece together, it seemed the blue haired guy was a victim and that Ronin took something from him that he held precious. But knowing Ronin's character it was almost near impossible for that to be the outcome. That and Ronin strait of stating that the cloud chose him, which just meant that the other guy just wanted to take it and was acting a fool. It seemed like this conversation was going to be going on for quite some time, so Kong went over to take a seat on a nearby stone. He just wanted to get some training time with his teacher, and figured that Ronin was coming all the way out here to do some super secret training.
While he waited the conversation seemed to get a bit more intense, they were actualy going to fight. Ronin's powering up started kicking dirt and debree in Kong's direction, he was really getting serious this time.
Yep it was confirmed that there was going to be a fight, but he was defiantley not going to let his teacher just go in fighting alone. Having a huge thing about loyalty forced Kong to stand up. "Yeah i'll help." Maybe he would just consider this as training. Getting himself in position he looked over towards the other female there, not the one with Ronin but the other one. Wondering if she was exactly going to be an ally, or join the other guys side.
"The 'how' doesn't matter. All I know is, he stole it from me!" Well, it disappeared one day, and this 'Ronin' gent just happened to have one just like it, perhaps even the same one. If Nashi had lost it the, sure, he'd concede, Ronin would have only found it. But, since the mysterious circumstances by which his dear yellow cloud had vanished, he was highly suspicious. "And who said anything about a weapon? I'll give it armour to protect it from harm, and feed him only the finest of instant noodles! Besides, the cloud lets me fly. And nothing else." What did she think he was planning, training an army of mecha Ostrich Chickens to conquer half the planet?... Although, now that I think about it, that does sound really cool.
The thiefly duderino and the weirdo Saiyan chick spoke up. "'Coz it's my cloud!"Obviously. Have these people no sense of right and wrong?"I found it and everyth—"' BOOM!
Nashi was interrupted by what amounted to an explosion of amber energy. Placing the spear away from Sashouka and closer to his centre of mass out of instinct, Nashi was amazed by his power. Of course, he couldn't sense it, and was using its physical appearance and the appearance of other auras as a frame of reference. Going by that metric, Ronin was the most powerful entity Nashi had met, Power Levels be damned.
By now, Ronin's aura had thoroughly spooked off the Ostrich Chickens. Either they didn't like Ronin, large explosions or the colour orange. Probably the last one.
"What the—? Hey!"
But Nashi stood his ground. "I don't care if you're stronger than me." He wasn't, but Nashi had no way to know that. "I don't care if this'll get me beaten up." Nashi re-entered his stance. "I don't care that you're a baddie." Since that was what Ronin obviously was. "And I don't care about fate. I'm a good guy, we make our own!" He twirled around with the spear, almost dancing with it, with a grace that didn't seem to suit him. "I care about doing the right thing!" His own ki burst around him, giving him a spiky aura of blue. It was the first time he had ever done that, but damn did it feel good. "I'll win this fight, regardless of how many baddies I need to vanquish. I'll defeat you, no matter the odds. I'll win..." He said, pointing his spear straight at Ronin. "... Because that's my cloud."
Nashi rushed forwards and, before meeting Ronin, jumped. Perhaps someone might have thought that he was gunning straight for the Nimbus but, alas, that was not quite the case. No, in this instance, it was not the cloud he was after, but its 'thief'. He jumped and arced in the air and, the more he went along, the more it became clear that he was jumping right behind the Wannabe Spider Hermit.
And, although inordinately hard to notice, in the slightest of shifts, Nashi's eyes became entirely feline in appearance. Nashi's blue aura seemed to pour into a ball of energy gathering in his hands. It got larger and larger and larger still, his aura showing no signs of lessening. In fact, by the looks of it, it had doubled instead.
Before his feet even touched the ground, Nashi would throw his big blue ball of ki straight into what he hoped would be Ronin's back in a wide sweeping motion.
"BLUE BRO BLAST!"
The ball of ki would turn into a spear as soon as it left his hand. Hopefully, this would take Ronin out of the battle, so that he'd be able to focus on the other two... potentially three. His greatest hope was for the former.
Nashi transformed into the temporary Intense Struggle, doubling his 7042PL into a 14,084PL! Furthermore, he fires the [MP3] Blue Bro Blast at Ronin for 14,084PL damage!
Yup. This was definitely escalating, and all because of a cloud. "...You can't feed and support animals on noodles alone. Especially not the instant kind." the blonde Shinjin pointed out, sighing as this feline truly had no clue how to care for another life forms needs. She looked over at the human in question and shook her head. "I only just arrived and never met anyone here before." she admitted.
And of course things kicked off with the Saiyan and two humans siding together against the feline-humanoid with a spear, and the feline making the first move with a rather massive attack! This was definitely above and beyond the pale of what is acceptable! "ENOUGH!" Saiba roared, flaring her power up to its maximum and swiftly moving into between himself and his intended target, solidifying the air in front of her to form a barrier to mitigate the damage. The blonde Shinjin cried out in pain as the attack broke through her hastily formed barrier and slammed into her, sending her falling into the ground.
Her body was covered in burn marks from the explosion of clashing energies, but she used her sword to push herself to her feet as she looked over at the collection of warriors. "Enough..." she hissed out, the pain searing through her body. She was definitely going to have to train her body after this was situation was dealt with. Earth had far too many powerful beings that were physically stronger than a Shinjin... She glared at the blue haired feline. "You are willing... to unleash such power... potentially to kill someone... because of a cloud..." she hissed out, pointing out the sheer ridiculousness of the situation that they had found themselves in. "And you claim... to want to do... the. Right. Thing."
Kaio (x2P) Activated, 11,600 PL
Used [N1] Air Barrier = 3828 PL
[N1] Air Barrier: By concentrating her power, she can generate a barrier of magically infused air around her to block her enemies attacks! If the Barrier user is within 65% of the attack's PL, the damage is halved. (IE: If a Ki Barrier had 2,000 PL, and was broken by a 3,000 PL attack, the bleed-through damage would be 500 PL instead of 1,000). If the Barrier user is lower than 65% of the incoming attack, the damage reduction is only 25%.
[MP3] Blue Bro Blast: 14,084 PL VS [N1] Air Barrier: 3828 PL = 10,256 PL Bleed-through = 88% PL damage taken by Saiba
Post by Ronin Sashouka on Mar 15, 2018 0:18:27 GMT -6
"Here he comes-"
Pumsen's voice cut off as both her arms raised to prepare for the attack, even moving in-front of Sashouka. It had been done out of instinct by the Saiyan, one that caught the Earthling off-guard as his hand had begun to reach up and prepare to block. But neither of them had any worry at all, but not because of Kong's decision to join. It had been because the stranger, whom originally might have been a friend of this angry cat, had leaped into action and defended both of them entirely. The smoke from the detonation rolled over, causing Pumsen to turn her head away whilst Sashouka's eyes opened nice and wide to wait and see. But when it cleared, the attack hadn't taken a life but rather left the protecting woman heavily injured. She had taken an attack for a stranger? Being called a baddie, being told he would be defeated and the cloud taken, and now this?
"Damn, she's hurt! Let me help her and-"
"Step back and support us, Pumsen. I don't want you getting in the way."
The woman looked over her shoulder, cut off for the second time, but the loner wasn't expecting the sight she saw. In a mere moment, Sashouka's aura grew bigger and more wild like a raging fire, the Earthling waiting for her to worryingly nod and leap out and away to the opposite flank, opposing Kong's side to properly make a better formation. Unlike before, where the show had been just that, this was a different Sashouka. Both of his fists were squeezed tightly shut, eyes glaring beyond the female and at the cat as his ki roared with enough force it even cracked at the earth beneath him. If this feline wanted a fight, they'd get one alright. Walking forward and moving to the woman's side, his eyes didn't leave Nashi once, his voice almost a growl as he spoke.
"You really are pathetic to attack me so quickly... but that's a good warrior's intuition to attack all-out. For that, I do applaud you. But being protected by someone not even involved, because of your greed? That I won't allow to go unpunished. Kitten Hermit, I'm going to pummel you into submission!"
There wasn't anymore hesitation, Sashouka forming an orb of ki at his mouth as Pumsen leaped and raised both arms and formed a much larger orb of yellow ki. And as his Ki Shout tore through the air toward Nashi as an opening greeting, Pumsen let loose her bomb-like blast downward at the same time. It was finally a chance to battle alongside her savior, even if it was in a role deemed supporting.
"Relaaax. I'm sure they love noodles! OK, fine, I can get Ostrich Chicken feed."Noodle-flavoured Ostrich Chicken feed! Because noodles were so delicious that feeding any creature anything but noodles (or, at least noodle-flavoured products) was obviously morally reprehensible, as well as the sure sign of an irresponsible at best owner. "You sure seem to know a lot about Ostrich Chickens." Of course, that wasn't anything to be ashamed of, regardless of how much Saiba actually knew of them. A metaphorical lightbulb flashed above Nashi's head, but it was a bit dim, had a crack in it, and it was one of those really old inefficient ones. "Oooh! Maybe you can help me cater for him, her, whatever!" Because, he had to admit, animal husbandry wasn't a skill the Senbyo was particularly known for. Historically plant breeding was more up their alley, but Nashi couldn't identify a cactus if it was labelled, and also thrown at him.
Anyway, back to the— Uh-oh. Aw, darn.
"Oh no, why'd you—" Saiba, in her brilliance, had thrown herself in the way of the Blue Bro Blast. Well, to be fair, she had set up a shield... but, on the other hand, it wasn't all that much of a shield. "Ah! I'm sorry, er, whatever your name is!" His position became more defensive. He muttered to himself, inwardly exasperated, "Aw dang, I hit a girl!"Mom'll kill me if she finds out!
And then the accusations came flying. Oh, nonono!" His hands waved in front of him, trying to dismiss such claims. But, they wouldn't work, because of course they wouldn't. No, he'd have to clear his name the good old fashioned way: with words! "Whoah, whoah, lady! You seem convinced that I'm some sort of bad guy!" First with the 'making an army of such innocent creatures' blabble and now with the 'killing people' nonsense? "I don't kill! Not ladybugs, not shrubberies, not even horrible thieves like this guy." Indeed, his plan was to just beat Sashouka until he wouldn't have been able to follow Nashi on his cloud. The other people? Well, they didn't exactly factor into the equation; he was hoping to avoid conflict with everyone but the thief. "And to be fair, it's a magical cloud. How'd you like it if some wannabe spider guy who can't figure out how to put on a shirt stole one of your culture's most sacred artefacts?"
Oh, right, the people attacking him. He'd almost forgotten.
His eyes, of course, stayed on the human. Er, the one with the cloud. Didn't the tailed chick call him 'Ryan' or something? Well, anyway... that one. His attention seemingly undiverted, he'd attempt to, if allowed, oh wait nevermind she's already on her feet. Well, nevermind that."Don't worry, cool sword lady, I'll protect you!" His stance seemed to agree, his spear-staff held defensively.
Sashouka's aura grew like the excitement of a dog with the slightest uttering of 'walk'. "'Greed'? That was greed? You have weird definitions, sort of like how you define 'pathetic' as 'mega heckin' awesome'. If I stole your shoe, is it greed to want it back? If some sassy villain stole your family heirloom, is it greed to want it returned?" Awfully good points from a guy who couldn't tell oak from bamboo.
By that time, there wasn't a single Ostrich Chicken in sight. It was just as well, too. This would have done them a real frighten.
And, after all that time, his eyes had not moved target, not one inch. Indeed, it was almost as if nothing else existed... which, of course, was the problem. He prepared, and prepared, and was oh so ready to after-image his way past Ronin's attack, until—!
Out of nowhere came a mortar of ki. Nary a jiffy later, too much massively in pain to after-image his sorry feline behind outta there, he was hit by Ronin's attack as well, resulting in, primarily, owies, and secondly...
Nashi flew backwards, but by no doings of his own. As he skidded across the once spotless grass, a loud hiss emanating from him, he struggled to keep the Purrah Pole in hand. And, by the time he stopped skidding across the landscape, looking ruffled up was the least of his concerns. "No fair!" He forced himself to his feet. This was the most hurt he had ever been in his life, and his muscles were begging him to stop pushing his power so far, but he'd have none of it. Not until the thief had been apprehended.
He'd seen enough Zodiac Hermit to know that the good guys win eventually. All they need to do is never give up! "That really hurt. But I'll make you a whole lot more hurt if you don't let me leave with the kinto'un." His attention, again, didn't shift from the Scorpion Hermit. "You think you can pummel me into submission?" Wiping away some ferric-tasting saliva with his spare hand, he readied himself once again and run straight back into the fray, a ball of ki in his hand. "I think you'll fail trying!" Unlike what turned out to be the Blue Bro Blast, this one wasn't growing nearly as quickly. Or, at all.
And, with a swing that would make a bowler jealous, the "Blue Bro Ball!" was let free.
[N1] Ki Shout (3,300PL) and [UP2] Ki Mortar (3,300PL) tanked by Nashi, dealing, in total, about 46.86% damage. He sends his own [N1] Blue Bro Ball (4,695PL) to the clod theff, Ronin. HOWEVER! If Ronin gives Nashi the nimbus (which won't happen), Nashi retroactively won't attack. Saiba pls help
The blonde Shinjin stared incredulously at the feline who was protesting his innocence. She held a hand to her chest, channeling her energies to heal herself of her wounds whilst she spoke. "You were planning on outfitting the Ostrich Chicken with battle armour, an act that is usually a preamble to conflict. You said so yourself. And just now you tried to strike at this man in the back, with an attack that was more than double his power which would have killed him had it connected!" explained Saiba even as the human powered up himself.
Wait, this cloud was part of this man's culture? An artefact of it? "Explain yourself. How is this magical cloud part of your culture and a family heirloom?" she inquired, trying to figure out what exactly was going on here whilst the groups clashed with one another. "And by the way, my name is Saiba. I am a Shin-" she paused, wondering if she should reveal her divine nature to these mortals just yet. She sighed and continued, deciding against it for the time being. She just really hoped that nobody here knew about Konatsian culture that well. "A Shinto Warrior of the Konatsian people." Saiba stated, looking over towards the purple haired man and the Saiyan female with him.
"Maybe if you explain to the Hermit how exactly the cloud chose you as you said earlier, how that situation came about, then maybe this can be resolved without anyone else getting badly hurt. I'm afraid I can't heal more than one person at a time, and given my injuries... forgive my selfishness." said Saiba as she stood tall once more, the worst of her injuries having been reversed, and all that remained was some minor bruises and a few cuts from where she'd impacted with the ground and the energy blast earlier.
Used [SU1] Healing on self = 3828 PL damage healed
[SU1] Healing: At the cost of 1 KP, you can heal a target player for 33% of their Power Level.Ronin SashoukaKongNashi
Last Edit: Mar 30, 2018 12:06:48 GMT -6 by Saiba: tagging three people
Post by Ronin Sashouka on Mar 31, 2018 11:26:24 GMT -6
"Yaaaa! Here I come, you punk!"
The success of their joined attack was at least a good sign, although Sashouka was staying back whilst Pumsen rushed on ahead with both hands curled into tight fists. An attack launched from the cat-boy prevented any sort of instant answer to the one whom had shielded him, Sashouka's form blurring before he leaped over the incoming attack.
"Even if I wanted to explain, it doesn't seem like this goof will listen." The man landed with a thud, the missed attack detonating in the distance behind him whilst his gaze turned toward the one who shielded him before. "And explaining it isn't easy... I still don't quite understand it myself."
Whilst the cloud had come to him, the martial artist had little to no clue why. The elder had mentioned that clouds like this appeared in legendary tales, but even that information was myth and uncertain. Whilst meditating, it simply appeared from the heavens and kept approaching until he stopped running. There wasn't any ceremony or moment, it just... was there. Pumsen seemed eager to throw a flurry of punches at the man, eager to get into a fight now that she had a foe. That was good for the saiyan, whom had little chance to truly test herself, but it didn't do much for helping bring things down. Fiery ki roaring brighter, he pushed off and leaped forth before turning that emerald gaze at the blue furball. Using the right words, he knew, would be important... but he drew his fist back and prepared to join the rushing saiyan as at last the proper words came to him. As the self-healing benefactor had advised, they were the perfect answer to this situation. In the corner of his eye, the Nimbus sputtered its way around, seeming to be strafing the area and watching even whilst its partner and the lazy maanger rushed to action. This was both for him and that puffball!
"Perhaps you should consider that greed is assuming everything was yours and not someone elses! That cloud came to me, atop a pillar of stone, and chased me until I took it back to my camp! I won't allow you to take it back if it won't even come to you!"
[SU1] Sashay used by Sashouka, dodging the [N1] Blue Bro Ball. Both Pumsen and Sashouka are goin' in to TEACH SOME RESPECT and cover the nice lady's healing from this EVIL CAT.
”What, are you insinuating that you’d rather Ostrich Chickens go into combat unarmoured?” Nashi was beginning to suspect that even the graceful sword lady was evil. I mean, first a smelly thief, and now this girl wanted to put innocent, unarmoured Ostrich Chickens in the midst of combat, where they would surely be slain? What at first seemed like an innocuous act— petting such a creature— was soon thereafter revealed to have been a malicious plot all along: she was only gaining their trust so that she may better betray them later! Or… perhaps not. Try as he might, Nashi was struggling to look for any legitimate reasoning behind Saiba’s concerned outcry, but only came to one conclusion: she must think that the armour is going to weigh them down too much! His mind immediately raced to solutions to this new, unnecessary problem. ”Ah! I’ve got a brilliant idea!” That was a lie, and not just because the idea wasn’t brilliant. What he was doing was putting stress and an expectation of a brilliant idea on his mind so that he’d be able to say what his brilliant idea was as quickly as he finished his sentence, as soon as he thought it up. It was stupid and yet, for whatever reason, it worked wonderfully. ”I’ll make a giant robotic Ostrich Chicken mount! I won’t have to worry about the armor if it is armour!” All he’d need was a decade’s worth of mechanical experience and know-how, and Nashi sometimes couldn’t figure out those child safe doors worked, so we’ll see how that aspiration would turn out for him. ”So now you won’t have to worry about that, OK?” Not that Nashi knew why she was upset in the first place, but still. ”And what don’t you get about me not killing people? I’m a good guy!” It was almost as if she wanted to believe that everyone was a mass-murdering psychopath, perhaps to justify her perceived superiority over them. Or, something.
He raised his voice so that everyone present would be able to hear him with perfect clarity. ”One: the nyoibo and the kinto’un are the sacred artefacts of the Senbyo.” The former far more than the latter, but Nashi had no reason to know that. ”Two: the position of the Senbyo, revered by the Karinga Tribe (which isn’t my tribe, by the way), is a heredity one as well as the highest spiritual authority on Earth.” Held by an alive individual that Nashi is aware of, to be more precise. ”Three: I am the Senbyo. This isn’t Hairy Porter, the kinto’un doesn’t just go out and choose any random sashed clod on the street. That’s just a poorly thought up excuse for what is clearly thievery!” Hopefully Saiba could tell that the cloud was important to the culture of the Karinga Tribe and an heirloom to his family as opposed to something silly, like that going the other way around.
Sashouka and the Saiyan were continually doing those boring, unimportant things that they had the strange tendency to do. Using his cat-like reflexes (and not even a sleepy cat’s reflexes, but that of an over-caffeinated kitten at 2AM!), Nashi would avoid the strikes and blows of the thief and his unwitting accessory to evil in their charge.”What are you, some sort of anarchist? It’s hardly an assumption. The kinto’un is mine.” Sashouka sure sounded like an anarchist, and those tended to be evil on TV. ”Even your story is deteriorating under its own internal inconsistency. Not only that, but you’ve demonstrated your utter lack of understanding concerning the kinto’un!”
In return to their flurries, Nashi would make his own strikes. He was only aiming for Ronin, though. In fact, it was almost as if he was actively trying not to get Pumsen hurt. ”Let me explain:” It wouldn’t have looked like it to the untrained eye, but the strenuous pain Nashi was going through because of his intense struggle was really getting to him, but he kept on going. After all, Sashouka would be going through the same thing, and that means he was closer to admitting defeat. ”For a start, and it might just be me, but it seems like you’re implying that there are multiple kinto’un. This isn’t the case.” But then again, of course the legends would have him believe that. The Senbyo was only ever seen on one nimbus, and people presumed it would have been the same one. ”And worse than that,” he said, half-way between avoided strikes and striking, ”you clearly have no idea who they’ll listen to. I was hardly its last rider.” Of course, Nashi didn’t know too much about that sort of thing, either. He only owned his for about a quarter of a BP.
I wrote a slightly longer version of this, but then I deleted it (read: my computer crashed). I rewrote it considerably smaller, but this one is probably too big anyway. Oh well.
Oh, and I was going to do another cool thing, but dang that's that's too many words so I'm putting it in next post.
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