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Post by Chamil on May 7, 2018 15:06:29 GMT -6
FIGHT FOR YOUR LIFE
WORLD OF DRAGONBALL - CHAPTER ONE SAGA EVENT
CHAMIL'S BASE PL: 25,000 BASE
ACTIVE PL: 50,000 (x2)
For long, peace had began to quell the lands of Earth. Even with the saiyans hiding and the Arcosians pursuing, the winds had long remained quiet. An occasional whisper of doubt would tremble through the wilds, but that was it. Humans gathered in their homes, some watching the events occurring in the Southern Capitol, where the winds began to howl and scream with growing chaos. Dark clouds had began to form over Satan City, the weather predicting a light shower. The wind, now black with dread, spoke otherwise. Some humans gathered as a dark shape would occasionally be seen swirling through the clouds, occasional sparks of malicious ki and magic brewing in the skies above. High above, a pair of claws grasped at strands of energy, gathering force, growing stronger and stronger while those below paid nothing more than a passing glance. Things had been peaceful for centuries. Why would things be any different today? This was an opportune hour. The Arcosians and Saiyans were no longer a threat at this time, occupied by tearing at each others' throat in the distant lands. Chamil had waited, and waited, and waited. She hood under the mask of a innocent, only to tear it off when an opening struck. She would be an idiot to not pass a chance like this. ...Maybe she was pushing her luck, though. The clouds whipped apart when she shot down, landing atop one of the tall skyscrapers in the massive metropolis, intense crackles of lightning-like ki beginning to flicker about, coupled with thuderous ripples of energy and shocks echoing above. Normally, Chamil wouldn't expose herself like this. But now, her conscious decided to let the swarm of heroes come. She would let them come and fight, come and despair, and then come and die. By now, several news camera had began to point at Chamil from below. She growled with agitation, closing her eyes and shaking her head. It was best to get the show on the road now. Hands raised high with intense energy coursing through her form, Chamil took a deep breath in to compose herself. There was no turning back now. Thrusting her energy to the ground below, whipping howls of wind, screams, and chaos began to ensue below. The singular building below quickly gave way, crumbling into pieces- but that wasn't the highlighted spectacle Chamil unleashed. The ground crackled and caved, ki surging from the very earth below the city. Tendrils of dark ki began to shoot upwards from the ground, gripping and surrounding the unsuspecting weaklings of the lands below in darkness, their minds slowly beginning to be lost to Chamil's own control. Her psychic abilites, now heightened thanks to her new strength, would easily wrestle control of every last civillian in the city... If she wasn't interrupted, at least. Descending to the ground with closed eyes that still flickered with energy, the goat demon put a hand to her head. A feat of this size took immense energy, and the piercing screams and echoes of faltering buildings did not help. One of her eyes creaked open, glancing down to a still filming news camera that had been abandoned by her feet. She glared at the lens, lowering her head. "Try me, Earth." She hissed. "Go ahead. Fight back. You'll die if you try." She gripped the camera with her hands, starting to crush it. Those watching would see static course across the screen, Chamil's reddened eyes glaring still. And then, nothing but buzzes and flashes of black and white."Oppose the inevitable if you have a death wish- and fight for your lives."
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Choco Vixen
Archived
ARCHIVED - XP/PL TRANSFERRED TO COLE VIXEN
PL: 50,000
Constellation's Might (x2P) Crimson Blade (x4P)
Tag: @choco
Posts: 172 
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Post by Choco Vixen on May 7, 2018 15:35:29 GMT -6
FIGHT FOR YOUR LIFE
| Choco's (base) PL: 16,180 |
| Constellation's Might: 32,260 |
He was enraged! He was furious! Choco couldn't believe what was going on before his eyes! Why would Chamil go this far!? He was running through the streets, he could see the goat from here in her new form, this was just ridiculous! The deer boy would encase himself with a purple glow, and leap up into the air on a roof, once the glow stopped, he would be surrounded with a purple aura and be dawned in black coat with a purple undershirt, along with green pants and bandana around his mouth and a black hood on his head with his star horns coming out. He looked absolutely pissed, he shouted as look as he could.
"CHAMIL!!"
He pointed a finger at her, "You're going to get yourself killed if you continue this madness! Stop before someone who sees you as some average villain murders you! I don't want to fight you, but I will stop you if you won't stop yourself!" With that, he quickly flew into the air and would begin firing multiple spheres of magic at her from above. He need to stop her quickly, but he also had to get everyone out as quickly as possible. It was time to bring the crew together for their first mission, so as he continued to blast his cousin, he would create a small object in one and and quickly toss it into the air. It flew high until it exploded, creating the letters "CS" above the city in the color of crimson. Today, the Crimson Striker would save everyone. But until they got here, he'd have to keep Chamil busy. "Alright, time to bring out the big guns!" He stopped blasting her for a moment, and summoned his crimson blade sword into his hand, five other blades appearing behind him. He smirked, and pointed his sword down at his cousin, flying towards her. As he got to her, he swung rapidly, the other blades attempting to puncture her. Hopefully this could end sooner than he would think it would.
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Post by Glay on May 7, 2018 16:29:43 GMT -6
Fight For Your Life
Glay Enters
Glay was flying over Earth and he saw Satan City citizen run out of there. This peaked his interest because who doesn't like a bit of destruction. He decided who ever is doing this chaos might a good addition to his cause. He saw a goat doing all of this? He was very confused he had never seen such weird goat doing all of this malice. This gave him a quick giggle and he head over a couple buildings away from the goat so he could obverse her.
He saw a deer now. This day was getting weirder by the minute. The deer powered up and has swords now. Glay was thinking of backing off. Animals have weapons and are powering by the second. But then he would miss a opportunity of getting a member. This made him think going for emperor with other competitors is boring. Maybe I should make an empire its seems fun and I can the ruler of my kingdom. The only problem is that he needs a ship. Well right now he needs to focus about the animal fighters. Any way transforms to his max potential. His True Form is revealed and now he is serious. Even if he is transformed he will wait a bit before doing anything. |
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Post by Virus on May 7, 2018 16:47:55 GMT -6
| Fight for Your Life |Virus' PL: 21,400
Virus' current PL: 64,200
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PL MULTIPLIERS: Ravenous Frenzy (x2T) Demonic Trait (+x1)
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To any simple passerby, what loomed over Satan City was nothing more than a passing storm. An ordinary sheet of rain that washed over the city, gone before anyone had even noticed it was there. Those people had never seen true evil. They had never witnessed chaos...They had never witnessed darknes.
Yet he had. He knew what this meant, he felt it deep within his core. It was as if there were butterflies in his stomach. Violent, bloodthirsty butterflies, yearning for chaos and death. ''Aahh, something tells me we will be the greatest of friends...'' The Bio-Weapon spoke to himself, snickering under his own ragged breath. Virus felt his heart began to race with adrenaline. A feral rush that pumped through his systems. The death of a stray civilian was nothing compared to the mass chaos this demonic presence was causing! Virus felt them closeby, within the eye of the storm. It seared his senses, a choking presence only someone like him could adore.
He simply had to know more...!
Virus set off like a feral beast, leaping from building to building on all fours, salivating hungrily as his claws dug into the concrete. The closer the Bio-Weapon got, the more euphoric he began to feel. The shadowy darkness that began to spread across the city was like a dream come true for him. The panic, the utter fear and confusion...!
Landing on a small building close to the skyscraper, Virus suddenly halted, his red gaze moving toward the ground. ''Ah. There you are...'' His echoey voice let out in relief. Yet before Virus could even think about approaching the Demoness to congratulate her, a grating voice pounded in his ears. ''Ghaa...! Who in the?!'' The Bio-Weapon snarled to himself, eyes immediately darting to the new presence he felt. He began to foam at the mouth from the mere sight of it...
''Kkkkhhhaa...'Heroes'.''
Virus spat the word in a cold tone. He grew sick of these creatures. They were like rats, a plague that had to be cured. Luckily, Virus was a simple bug-man, knowing only one way to truly 'cure' something. A cold, bloodthirsty grin began to form on his face. It was time.
His red eyes widened like a psychopath's. Slowly, Virus' maw opened, a shrill tone continuously growing louder and louder. A dark, demonic aura began to swirl around Virus, coating the Bio-Weapon in it's violent energies. It tore into the building beneath him, sending rock and debris into the skies. His power began to swell at an enormous rate...!
Without a word, Virus vanished from sight from where he initially stood, a gust of wind following him seconds later. In the blink of an eye Virus managed to move infront of Chamil, his swelling aura and red eyes hopefully doing enough to intimidate the pathetic hero. ''Hello there!'' Virus let out, opening his arms as if he were inviting the Hero for a warm embrace.
The flurry of blades were violent and powerful, yet Virus still smirked. He raised his armor-plated limbs to defend against the incoming attacks, confident in his defenses. The onslaught of strikes and stabs were all intercepted by the Bio-Weapon, causing an orchestra of metal 'clang!'s to echo through the streets. His hardened exoskeleton worked wonders to soften the damage!
''Fairly impressive, all things considered!''
Virus laughed maniacally through the pain. A bone-chilling roar filled the air which acted as a Kiai, aiming to create some distance between the Hero and them. He took this moment to glance at his partner in crime, grinning in glee. "I must say, what you're doing is quite...Admirable. Would you care for some aid? I've been yearning for some proper chaos!" Virus snickered ominously, directing his attention back towards the 'Hero'.
''So, friend, tell me...Have you ever experienced what it's like to be eaten alive?''
TAGS: Chamil Choco Vixen
OOC NOTES:
Virus heads in and powers up!
Demonic trait used, +x1 for one post! New PL: 64,200
Virus uses his [SU1]Hardened Carapace to tank for Chamil! He takes the full brunt of Choco's SIG, which is 66% damage!
KP: 6/7
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Post by Om-Yogu on May 7, 2018 17:28:23 GMT -6
FIGHT FOR YOUR LIFE
Yogu had just arrived in Satan City. It had been awhile with nothing much going on, so he decided to go back to his hometown. Yogu strolled down the streets, looking for something to do. But, like he expected, it was the same old boring Satan City. " Well, I guess I could always go to school... HAHAHA- Wait, what the hell is that." He stopped his joking when he suddenly felt the ground shake. " Are we having an earthquake?!" That's when dark tendrils made of ki shot out of the ground, one nearly hitting Yogu! " WHAT THE HELL?!" He fell to the ground, but quickly scrambled to his feet. People all around were running in different directions, he watched a car crash happen because someone had to swerve out of the way of a panicking civilian, crashing into another car. It had quickly become complete pandemonium. Yogu quickly ran into the closest building, a pub. He ran to the bar counter, which was still being manned even though the pub had become completely trashed from what looked like a stampede of bulls. Yogu looked up to a nearby TV. " Hey! Change that to ZTV!" The guy tending bar flipped through different channels, before arriving on ZTV News. The image on the TV had kept going in and out, but he could tell what was going on. It was that goat demon he met at the inn. She spoke a challenge to the earth, saying that if they 'oppose the inevitable' then they have a death wish. The camera cut after the sound of the camera being crushed was heard. He had recognized where Chamil was, it was close to Orange Star High! Yogu ran outside the pub and down the street, " Looks like I've got a death wish! You seemed nice before, but I guess I'll have to kick your ass!" Yogu then flew into the air, making his way towards Chamil! When he had gotten near the area, he spotted a bunch of people. Chamil of course, she looked like she was charging some sort of technique! Yogu was about to spring into action, then he heard a familiar voice shout for Chamil. He looked a little farther down the street and saw Choco. " Oh yeah, I forgot I joined that guy's club. The Crimson... Punchers? Eh, I don't know." Suddenly, Choco pulled a sword out of nowhere! " Woah!" He charged forward and swung a bunch at Chamil. " Yeah! GO CHOCO!" He looked over to Chamil, expecting the fight to already be over. But, Chamil was completely fine. Standing in front of Chamil was a giant... Bug?! It looked like a much bigger version of that Chromo guy. He heard it speak to Choco, asking if he's experienced what it's like to be eaten. " What?! Choco, run!" Yogu was completely paralyzed with fear. It looked like things were about to get really bad. " I-I have to help! I can't run away just because of some bug!" Yogu powered up, which he had gotten quite used to since he's started his adventure. He had the strength to win! At least, Yogu thinks he does. His ki aura begins to grow larger and brighter, giving away his position. " Don't worry Choco! Your new member of the Crimson... Guys. Is here to help!" He charges flies forward, right at the giant bug! " KI OVERDRIVE!" Yogu tries to slam right into the giant bug using Ki Overdrive! " H-Hey there Choco! I'm here to help!" Yogu then turned to Chamil. " Hey, Chamil! What are you doing to the city?! I really don't want to have to fight you, you seemed pretty nice. But if I have to, I won't hold back." Yogu slid into a fighting pose, facing the goat-demon.
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Maple
Administrator
PL: 80,000
Stargoon (x2P); Sparkling(x4P)
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Post by Maple on May 7, 2018 20:40:40 GMT -6
Thread PL: 31,000 (With Stargoon Form: 62,000)Maple descended from the battered sky, hands in the pockets of his blue jeans. His SNAKE cap was blown away by the high winds, fizzling into sparkles as it was flung too far his form. The demon frowned. Satan City was being engulfed in chaos. That was well and good. But Chamil was the main cause of it. Had she even read the manual? Twobit’s Stargoon Manual: A Super Space Pirate’s Guide to Super Fabulousness Chapter 2 clearly states that under no circumstances should Stargoons try to rule anything. Stargoons…, Twobit writes, in one of his many ellipses-laden profoundities, are the grease in the cogs of evil… but never the kingpin, okay? Now, back to why your buddy Twobit eats only the most beautiful cheeseburgers…Also, there was Demon School to consider, which Chamil obviously had never attended. Any evil demon learns early on that the lamest of all evil takeovers is the lowly city grab. What’s next, ruling the shopping center down the block? Overlording a McBao’s? The only thing worse was declaring yourself the king of a nonexistent empire. Well, she has time to learn. And that power! Totally impressive. Maple had never seen anything quite like the feat of chi unraveling from Chamil’s horned head. Maple lowered further until his sneakers squeaked on the roof of a parked police hovercar, winking down at the panicked crowds after a rattle of gunfire bounced harmlessly off his skin. Maple ahemed and raised his voice, magically speaking through the loudspeakers of the squad cars. “Allow me into introduce myself…”A fifty-foot-tall boombox sizzled into the air behind him. The red on switch pumped on. “It’s time for the bads! Mondo Magic, activate!”Maple’s body began to glow with a silvery shine, a liquid white that covered him from neck to ankle. He began to twirl. The giant tape in the boombox began to whirl, thumping out a song: Fighting noobs by moonlight.Maple pirouetted with his arms crossed, and his bare hands were now gloved steel. Winning hate by news-night.The glow shimmered down his legs, sparkling metal cascading from his thighs to twinkling boots. Always belching out a real blight!On his chest fizzled high-tech plating. He is the one named Violet Stargoon.A bright purple star emblazoned across the breastplate. He will never dip out on a friend.Star made, his black hair poofed and fluffed into a perfect dark coif. He is always trying to win big.A bulky codpiece shone into existence. He is the one who kicks your back end.Sparkles began to gather around his brow as he did a fantastic split. He is the one...The sparkles materialized into a violet crescent moon, upturned and shimmering in the darkened daylight. Violet Stargoon! Maple struck the pose, a fist poised on his hip while flipping the bird with another. Subtle, yet glamorous. “It’s a work in progress, okay?” He offered to the stunned silence once it grew uncomfortable, relaxing from his pose and pulling one foot up behind him with a hand, stretching his hamstring. He dismissed the crowd with a wave. "I bet none of you even have entrance music."Turning his attention to the task at hand, Maple cried out, “Mumb- I mean uh, Black Stargoon! Where are you? You’ve got some blocking to do!” He positioned himself near Virus, glowering at the dreadful human who dared attack such a magnificent creature. This was going to be a good day, he decided. He’d have to talk to their Yellow Stargoon about her not reading the manual, but he could fix that down the road. In the meanwhile, they could have some laughs killing goodies. There was even an evil-feeling Arcosian in the mix. Good times. “You fucked up, Crimson Guy,” Maple said to Yogu, striking the Small-Fry Fighting Pose. “Your group name -- it's atrocious. You’re not even red, you fool!” |
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Post by Majin Mumbo on May 7, 2018 23:15:09 GMT -6
Thread Power Level: 24,000 | Dai Majin (x1/x3P) Active! Defensive Power Level: 72,000!
From the sky, a great rumbling came. In the wake of Maple's theatrics, one might expect the next Stargoon in line to emulate his brand of showmanship, but the Black Stargoon was in a different kind of mood. He came down like a black comet, his Ki overflowing as his lungs belted out his new catchphrase.
"IT'S CLOOOOOOBERIN TIIIIIIME!"
With a thunderous drop, the mighty Majin landed in-between Virus and the oncoming goodie-good. Instead of making purchase on bug-like chitin, Yogu would find his fist implanted squarely on hardened Ki. Try as he might to break through, Mumbo's wall was nigh-impregnable. He hadn't rested on his laurels since the Lookout; he honed his abilities by punching many a helpless underling.
"Sahrry, Pal, today just ain't yer day."
The bubble evaporated, and in its wake, Mumbo's fist shot forward, aiming to clock Yogu in the jaw, hopefully sending him tumbling backwards. Hopefully, if he didn't take the hit, he'd at least take the hint and give the Goon some space.
With a quick turn, he addressed Virus. "Good ta' see ya again, Bug." Mumbo smirked, and tilted his head to wave at Chamil. "And ey Girlie! Where's yer outfit?"
As he awaited the goat-girl's answer, he surveyed the scene around them. Eerie displays of magic coursed through the streets. Black tendrils gripped civilians tight, turning them into mindless zombies who enacted Chamil's will on her behalf. It was starting to look like a horror movie. Not one of the big-budget ones though; something classic, with grainy filters and bad acting. Those were the kind Mumbo liked the best.
The less-fun part was their opposition. It looked like a rag-tag bunch of losers. The B-Team. Where was the ginger guy, and the cat? Were they busy playing solitaire in the Lookout or something? Whatever the case was, they'd be sorry they didn't show up. His scouter-shades told him this lot was strong, though. Strong enough to put up a fight, but weak enough to receive a good pummeling.
"Alright, I tink I'll take da wimp. You's guys don't mind if I kill 'im, do ya's?"
Without another word, Mumbo charged towards Yogu, aiming to tackle him into a nearby building. He'd make this quick if he could, but Maple did teach him to play with his food.
Mumbo joins the bout!
KP: 1/3
Used [UP2] Jawbreak Barrier!
66% Defensive power for a defensive potential of: 47,250!
Ki Overdrive vs Barrier: Barrier wins! No bleed-through damage.
Mumbo attacks Yogu! If you want, we can split into a one-on-one thread, but I'm also fine with staying here.
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Post by Nashi on May 8, 2018 8:08:50 GMT -6
Makihoso’s Sushi Train place seemed to be a recurring location in Nashi’s life. He first went there because of some criminal underground-type stuff, then went there a few times afterwards (although mostly just to keep Makihoso company). On one of these days, he met Amber Cross. On another, due to complicating malevolent factors, the Senbyo died. Or, perhaps he didn’t. It was a bit too early to say for sure. But, to be sure: The catboy gulped down another piece of sushi happily. ”Gee, Makihoso, you’ve sure improved!” The Majin store-owner never really considered himself good at building anything legal, given his history, but his one persistent customer had motivated him to improve his sushi-making skills. His store moved from the worst sushi place in Satan City to just the worst one in the district! Nashi ate another piece. ”Yeah, this is really—” The Senbyo’s chewing mouth stopped. ”Ey Maki, where have you gotten yourself off to?” No response. B-But, he was there just a minute ago! ”... Is this a prank?”… G-Gaah!!”Nashi dropped to the ground, his hands over his ears, as a screeching tried to invade his mind. Scraping one’s fingers against a chalkboard produces a highly irritating sound; from Nashi’s perspective, it sounded as if every surface was a chalkboard and every square inch was being continually scraped by a vast troop (for that is the collective noun) of overcaffeinated twenty-handed aye-ayes. To be fair, it was all in his mind and, to be fairer still, he wouldn’t be under any measure of pain if he wasn’t resisting. But, alas, he was. Very much so. Nashi placed his hands away from his ears and stood up, ignoring the sound. His attention turned, finally, to the television screen mounted in the upper corner: although he couldn’t hear what was being said due to an actual demon trying to invade his mind, the visuals made it clear: this was another baddie attack! Wait, is that the same black goat zoan from the North City Inn place?... Nah, couldn’t be.Nashi flung what was rest of his sushi down his mouth and gulped it all down in one. He placed the correct amount of change on Makihoso’s side of the counter— attempted city-wide domination was no excuse to not pay for food— before leaving the shop. Chaos. Cars swerved around with no respect to their surroundings. Some people, resisting dearly, were screaming to themselves in scrunched positions; but, slowly, they all gave in and stood up among the countless other thralls. Looking around… Gee whiz, it is that goat lady, isn’t it? That didn’t seem right. From what he remembered of their encounter, she wasn’t nearly as… erm… massively evil? Yeah. Looking around, there was also Maple and, predictably following suit, Mumbo. What are they doing here?! Is there some sort of faction of baddies? If Cadenza were here, Nashi surmised, she’d go straight for the grey Majin. He’d follow her and attack Maple but, alas, he had more of an opportunity to figure out what in his great grandfather’s boss was happening. But the woat gitch (or did that go the other way around?) wasn’t the only one Nashi knew from a certain northern Inn stay: there was that ‘Yoga’ or whatever guy. This wasn’t the most notable aspect of Yago’s immediate situation, however: that title went to the ugly monstrosity right nearby… a monster in every respect. Oh, and also Mumbo was there. Uh oh. Yogi’s in danger!Nashi had watched plenty of TV: he knew these tropes inside and out. He needed to save the day! ”Oi, cockroach!” If anyone didn’t know he was present, they sure did now. ”Look out behind you!” Despite what was said, as Virus would know if he were to check, there was nothing behind him. This was a classic ploy which Nashi thought was brilliantly clever. Regardless of if Virus fell for it or not, Nashi would use some of his ki to jump all the way between Yugo and the bipedal biohazard, in the air taking out the Power Pole. As soon as he’d land he’d enter a martial stance with the Pole taking a prominent position, but only for a moment! As soon as that single moment faded, the Senbyo would begin to charge up some energy while concurrently he’d attempt to run to the bio-android’s other side in a feeble attempt at gaining the element of surprise. Blue energy began to lightly brim from the nyoibo, like a glow stick wrapped in a towel. It was brighter and brighter, and just as blue, until it was ready. ”Blue!” The energy seemed to concentrate on just one side of the staff. It got sharper and thinned until the image of a spear became evident. ”Bro!” Nashi threw the spear with the pole like an atlatl with great precision and an even greater speed: with any luck, it’d hit. And, if it hit, it would go straight through his heart. Or, where the heart would have been in an Earthling. ”BLAST!”Introductions came later; for now, there was a city to save! He’d look to Mumbo. ”After this weirdo’s down, you’re next!”Base PL: 23,667
The desire to be a goodie like on his favourite cartoons and save Yogu has brought Nashi into an Intense Struggle!
Intense Struggle (2x) PL: 47,334
[MP3] Blue Bro Blast fired at Virus for 47,334 damage!
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Post by Ochra on May 8, 2018 16:10:21 GMT -6
It had started out such a quiet day. He had been walking around Satan City, taking the time to simply relax between training sessions. And then, chaos erupted out of nowhere. A demon had appeared in the sky, declaring herself the new leader of Satan City. And then it just got worse from there. First a second demon showed up, than some insecticide monstrosity, then a couple of humans, a demon who put on, what could only be described as a 'coming out of the closet' display, and a majin. The fighting was already happening in earnest, these people waste no time whatsoever.
Ochoa wasn't simply going to sit back and allow this to happen. He had developed a fondness for this world, and was not going to allow this sideshow cause chaos. Bt at the same time, he was more than aware of his limits. Each of the villains was stronger than him, utilizing transformations to buff their power to levels Ochra realized would easily dwarf him. Stepping out and fighting, as the others were, was a sure fire way to get himself killed.
He remained hidden in the shadows, watching from the shadows. Watching the chaos overhead. He had to do something. He couldn't just sit here while the other fought, but he had to be smart about this. Head to use strategy for this.
He could see the 'heroes' had the 'villains' well distracted. He could offer some assistance in his own way. Taking careful aim, he fired off a couple of ki blasts, taking aim at the villains, particularly the monstrous bug and the demon. He figured they won't do too much damage, but it would prove to be a bit of a distraction. If he can throw off their focus, it may help turn the tide in their favour, at least until stronger fighters could arrive to help settle this issue.
With his sneak attack done, Ochra quickly ducked into hiding, stealthily trying to move to another location to avoid being spotted. It wouldn't do him any good if he was spotted and they took him out. This situation called for hit and run tactics.
Thread PL: 18,805
Firing standard ki blasts as Chamil, Virus, Maple and Mumbo, before hiding.
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Post by Sando-itchi on May 8, 2018 20:24:44 GMT -6
PL:16k KP 3/3 Calls from friends: 0 :-S
Sando had been exploring waiting for the next job the goons undertook. He had never joined in on a official operation yet and he could hardly wait until his time came. He decided he would head to the only city in the east he hadn't visited Satan city. As he approached he was greeted by several energy signatures suddenly appearing inside the city, most of them already powered up. He also noticed the distinct readings of his squad, they seemed to be everyone's focus as usual. Also as usual he wasn't told they were gathering. "God dammit couldn't we at least do the pager thing or something? I mean give me a break." He said as he flew into the city floating far above the scene before him. The citizens all seemed mindless and in distress, most of them were on the floor. The source of their despair was the newest addition to the squad, the capra demon Chamil. Sando wasn't about to distract the group from their various fights, and he wasn't one to get in the way of a one on one. Someone present however didn't share his code of honor. A saiyan Sando didn't recognize darted from cover firing ki blast at high speed before disappearing in a blur. Sando could still sense him from where he hid however, and decided he had found his opponent. He appeared in front of the hidden warrior and assumed his fighting pose. Sando hadn't powered up yet, he was only a bit weaker power level wise compared to him. He always wanted to test himself against a member of the saiyan race he had been hearing about from his team and the WTF. Supposedly they were once the strongest empire in the galaxy, but Sando would try to disprove these rumors. "So you wanna fight with the star goons hm? Well then test your mettle against me saiyan!" Sando would say before leaping toward the monkey warrior, and attempting to deliver a flying kick into his chest. Hopefully the few moments Sando gave him before attacking was enough to negate any advantage he may have had over the saiyan. He wanted a fair fight, to him there was no victory without honor and glory. If the martial artist's kick connected he would send a volley of blasts into the floor to create a dust smoke screen. |
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Post by Chamil on May 8, 2018 22:16:12 GMT -6
BASE PL: 25,000
ACTIVE PL: 100,000 (x4)
Chamil's head turned back at the sound of a familiar voice, and a very peeved voice at that. Her expression sank with annoyance. "Of course you would show up." She snapped at her demonic deer cousin with a harsh scowl. He still seemed worried for her life, thinking millions of heroes would emerge from the shadows and vanquish evil, just like in all those stories she recalled reading to him back when they were children. In the end, Chamil just forced a laugh, glaring at her cousin. "Please. You act like I haven't already accounted for that." She sighed. Everything was all aligned in her favor. Most of the powerhouses were busy in the South Capitol with the Arcosians, and the remaining weakling heroes would be easy to pick off, likely. In a flash, though, Choco lunged forward with a barrage of blades. Chamil closed her eyes and leaned back to prepare a sidestep- but a flash of vile ki intercepted the attack. Before the goat stood another villain, in the form of a grotesque bug-man that just oozed with a similar mentality to herself. Suspicions were proven correct when the insectoid praised her efforts, offering aid as well. "It'd be a honor. It is not often people with our... morality tend to work together, I find." Chamil paused, smirking when Virus threatened to eat Choco alive. "If my assumption is correct... You're one of those bio-androids?" She chimed after the bold statement. "Well, if others that oppose us come, consider my kills as your meals, friend." Right as she was about to lurch to strike her cousin, a... familiar musical tune began to echo. Right, the goons... She did leave them a memo, right? Chamil put a hand to her chin, in thought for a few moments. She stopped by a black market to pick up a Devil Lamp, she double checked to make sure the Arcosians were busy in South City a few minutes later, started to prepare her psychic ki above the city for several minutes... "Oh, fuck, I forgot." She slapped herself on the forehead and ran a hand down her face. She had the inkling she was missing something, but dismissed it due to the tight schedule of an opening. By the time Chamil got done mentally scolding herself, she opened her eyes to see Maple completing his transformation into a Stargoon. Darn, she missed the coolest bits. Slightly bummed, despite not showing it on her expression- she couldn't expose herself out here, especially in front of her own cousin- Chamil figured Maple's majin partner would arrive soon as well. Lo and behold, Mumbo arrived on the scene with another stylish entrance that Chamil could only dream of one day pulling off without a sweat. The attack to Virus was intercepted, much to Chamil's relief. In response to her costume, well... "I'm still figuring it out, alright?" She chimed. Chamil hadn't managed to figure out the whole transforming thing yet- she was still thinking of lines and names for her apparent new role that she was still fitting into. "I was going to give you two a memo, but... I forgot with this tight schedule. That and coming up with lines is NOT easy." She tried to explain herself, some sweat dripping from her forehead. Whether she admitted it or not, Chamil looked up to the two Stargoons in some weird way she couldn't fully understand. "...Should I?" She muttered to herself, a hand reaching out of her pocket with the star-shaped Goon Boom in her palm. She glanced up and down, the evil in her eyes seemingly vanishing for a moment, replaced with an odd sense of nervousness and self-consciousness. She hadn't touched something like this ever since she was a idiotic hero fanatic. Posing, flashy entrances, stylish victories. Every show she watched back then, only true heroes pulled that off. Someone like her, though..? Chamil closed her eyes. The spikes of energy striking the city below seemed to calm, swaying like grass in the wind. Her eyes opened, glancing to the two Stargoons. With a flash, the rose-colored energy surging below flashed a gold hue, increasing in intensity and sparking like a fire, spreading further from the epicenter of the attack. She might look like a fool in front of the others with this, but in all honesty, why would she care what they thought of her? "Screw it, we're doing this now." She muttered to herself, gripping her boon. Light began to course from the yellow trinket in the goat's palm.
"You heroes want to die this badly? Fine."
"Time for your minds to be blown away! Yellow Stargoon, bringer of your doom!"
x4 - STARGOON in use!
x1 Devil Lamp has been (flavorfully) consumed.
With a flash of energy, Chamil's power began to skyrocket. Armor clasped onto her body, bit by bit, shining with a brilliant gold hue that one could easily slap onto a hero as well. Yet, with a burst of vile ki, the light faded, revealing the newly transformed and fully-fledged Stargoon. Sharpened shoulder-plates that hung low were buckled to a low-hanging mini cape that fluttered in the wind surging from Chamil's form. Smooth, silver armor jutted with several vents and edges, matching that of her new partners in crime. An odd metallic piece donned over her right eye flickered to life, a reticle aiming upon the heroes below. The goat herself had emerged from the light in a striking pose, an arm raised and clenched in a fist with the other splayed to her side with gathering energy, feet resting close to eachother with slightly bent knees. A renewed, confident smile topped it all off.
The, albeit extended, variant and impulsive of her new catchphrase wasn't even one Chamil had mulled over for hours in the past. It just came to her in a fit of emotion and determination- was that how this was supposed to work? Maybe. She didn't think much about it now. Honestly, she didn't care if Choco broke into a fit of laughter at what she once though was exposing buffoonery. "Well? I tried, alright?" She shot a glance to Maple and Mumbo. She seemed proud enough of her first adornment of the Stargoon armor, flashing another pose of the sort.
Chamil raised a hand. With a snap of her fingers, the energy surrounding what she had began to claim of the city flashed, whipping about with a seeming lack of control. After a moment, the tendrils parted, uncurling themselves from some stray civilians. "...And if you all think I merely came to take over this city, well boy, then you haven't seen my true goals with this chaos yet." One fallen human that had been taken over by Chamil's attack stood, slumped over with a ki more vile than it should be for an average human. More stood, and gradually, chaos began to ensue. Some of them broke the glass of stores some survivors were hiding in, others would begin to chant and cheer in favor of the Stargoons, and so on. "This, this is my Super Psyche." She spread out her arms, as if to boast the spread of her mental corruption of the city's innocents. "I may not be the most adept with magic yet, but my psychic ki is easily capable of converting these weaklings, you see."
"And you all? You will be the next to fall under my boot!"
Lurching forwards, Chamil turned to blip inbetween Virus and Nashi. Her increased power and speed made it seem like she teleported between the two, even. Crossing her armored arms, Chamil closed her eyes, taking the blunt of the blow for her new bug ally. An eye for an eye, since Virus blocked Choco's attack for her, though her armor was already somewhat dented, a few sparks flying now. Chamil briefly turned to eye Choco, and then the rest of the group. "You all! Everyone is fair game, but let the deer live for the time being. He has to hold up his end of a deal with myself later."
Chamil uses [SU1] Saw Palm to intercept and tank for Virus! ~47% PL tanked!
KP is now 2/3
With that said and done, Chamil barely noticed the arrival of the Arcosian, the Red Stargoon, or the saiyan- as his attacks were blown away when she transformed. Still, she'd lurch forwards, hopping right over Nashi. With a hiss and surge of energy, Chamil would soar right towards Choco at blinding speeds, attempting to punch her cousin square in his face and crack his glasses!
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Post by Amber Cross on May 8, 2018 23:05:39 GMT -6
“It's clearly a fake!” The second-hand salesman tossed the golden incense burner at the girl, who fumbled to catch the object. Clutching it to her chest and glaring at the man, the short android slid it back into her bag. “Everyone knows demon relics are magical artifacts guarded heavily by the government and powers that be! To think a child could get their hands on one is preposterous!” Sticking her tongue out at the salesman as she exited the store, Amber sighed and looked into the gray sky. Bad weather was brewing, and the girl hoped to be far from Satan City before the rain started to fall. A gust of wind ruffled her hair and made the girl wince, as a particularly cold gust bit past her light jacket and clothes. There's something weird in the air. Something really off-putting about this weather. When the clouds suddenly split open and sun broke into the sky, the girl took it as a sign that her luck had turned for the better. She started to head back towards the bus station, when a notification on the television in the shop window caught her eye. Breaking News! Demon Descends On Satan City! was what the headline read, but the camera didn't give a very good view. It seemed like whoever had been filming had let the camera fall to his side. The girl gave up tilting her head in an attempt to figure out the picture on the television and turned back towards the station. The television said Satan City, which is...crap Her expression froze, as the girl found herself looking at distant chaos. There was a tiny figure descending from the sky, riding a literal skyscraper to the ground as their ki tore it to shreds along with the surrounding terrrain. From the appearance of all the normal people staring blankly, she was doing something to them mentally. The girl lifted her watch to her face as she began walking forward. “ Small Green to Base; crazy things are afoot in Satan City. Gonna drop the Package if negotiations go under. Please respond.” The girl's attempt to send a message back to the Crop Corporation would ultimately end in failure, as she had activated the stopwatch instead of the transmitter. Letting her arm drop, the girl began jogging towards the city and disaster in front of her.
Turns out that city blocks were longer than one expects, and the girl showed up rather late. In fact, she had been so late that the fighting had already started. Some Zoan had already thrown a bunch of magical swords at the goat lady had reached the ground. Something she hadn't hoped to encounter, an old 'friend' of sorts had shot in like the cockroach he was, blocking the swords before they could reach the one causing the chaos. He said some really nasty stuff to the 'hero', which made the android shudder with the memories that resurfaced. Amber got ready to dive out from behind her building, as she batted away the dark ki trying to envelope her body. It was clear the spell or technique the evil goat was using required a certain level of being to possess. Her opening to jump in was stolen again, as a new teenager ran in. He tried to attack Virus, but a figure she recognized slammed into the ground between the teenager. When his voice echoed through the clearing, and another figure dropped from the sky amid the officers trying futilely to mitigate the damage, Amber's goals were forgotten. Those bastards are here, and more ridiculous than ever! What did Carro give me in terms of instructions for the new suit? She tried to recall the instructions, but couldn't remember any of them to save her life. Deciding against her stealth approach, the girl flipped her skateboard over and began rewiring certain components. Pulling a speaker from the broken store window nearby, she wired her board into it. Ensuring the volume was cranked to max, the girl stepped out from behind cover, letting the board and speaker drop behind her. It crackled audibly, as the girl thrust one fist into the sky. That stupid Goon might have magic, but lets see him combat technology!
As the first, obnoxiously loud sound blasted through the speaker, the girl twisted her wrist and shouted one word into the sky. “ TRANSFORM!” Green light surrounded her body, as her clothes rippled under the energy surging around her. She thrust her arms out to either side, as the light took material form as a white and emerald suit that hugged her small body well. She didn't pull out armor like the first time, as she brought her hands out and created a scarf from crystal energy. Wrapping it around her neck twice and letting the emerald scarf hang in the air behind her, the girl began walking forward. As she started walking forward, the small girl realized that her during her transformation the situation had changed again. Her eyes widened in appreciation of the chaos; if things got frantic enough, the girl wouldn't have a problem. As the goat person unveiled their evil plan, the small girl strolled past the goat as she blocked an attack for the giant cockroach...Virus...there really wasn't a difference in the girl's eyes. Her focus was still on her two rivals, the ones who had given her slip in that alley so long ago. “ So...I see you both dumped the Goodbuster name for something a little more classic. I don't care about the rest of this disaster site; I still owe the two of you a punch to the face.” Thrusting one finger towards the Majin and glaring towards Maple, the girl shouted. “ I'll beat both of you into a pulp for ditching me that day in the city!” It was out of place, tacky, and clearly wrong in every way. And despite all of that, the girl's confidence was second to none. She glanced back towards the Zoan and the human standing by and threw a thumbs-up their way. “ It's cool if I take them, right?”
Amber has entered the battle!
Current PL - 32,000
KP - 3/3
No Techs being used
The small android is challenging Maple or Mumbo, probably both to a fist-fight!
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Post by Kari Yudan on May 9, 2018 8:55:39 GMT -6
Flying back into Satan City as fast as she could, Kari found herself in the middle of a huge fight. As she reached the outskirts of the city, giant crimson letters filled the air, one that she had recognized as the call sign for the Crimson Strikers. He was summoning everyone, although she could understand why. From what she had seen on the TV, it was clear things were going to hell. However, being late was better than never arriving. Kari was glad she was able to say one final goodbye to Cobalt, Itzal and her father before she would be heading into a situation where she could possibly die. No. She can’t die. There were people praying for her survival, innocents that depended on her victory, and even a person whose life was in her hands. She couldn’t mess things up now.
As Kari approached the scene where the heroes and villains were fighting, she rummaged the small lamp out of her pocket. Her mother had given her this only to use when her life was in danger. This attack on Satan City counted as a crisis right? Regardless, she knew it was better to use it now than never. Pausing a short distance away, Kari gripped onto her lamp tightly. Well, here goes nothing. Lighting the lamp with a quick burst of ki, a strange glow began to emanate from the flame, bathing Kari in its eerie light. For a few seconds, she would wait for the lamp to work its magic. Only for nothing to happen. Eyes widening in fear, Kari began to wonder if she had received a defective lamp. If this was true, that means she would have to face this threat using the power she already had. However, before she could cast away the lamp in disgust a sharp pain coursed through her head.
“GAH.” She cried out, releasing her grip on the lamp. It would fall a long distance down the ground, the flame extinguishing in the process. However, the lamp had served its purpose, being nothing more now than a pretty looking trinket. Kari’s body began to convulse in pain as the glow from the lamp began to change her body. Transforming was painful, feeling like every cell was being razed in the process. Shadows begun to surround her entire body, it’s power slowly changing her body. Starting from her fingertips and toes, Kari’s once pink skin began to turn pitch black, the yellow stripes transforming into a silver color. Her glasses fell off her face as her eyes would turn completely golden; it wasn’t as if she needed them for this fight. Finally with both her teeth and nails sharpening, the shadows shout out in every direction, with a few stray tendrils clinging to her body. After the painful transformation, Kari felt the power radiating through her body, unlike anything she had ever felt before. But it wasn’t just her appearance that had transformed, as now Kari felt a new sense of confidence she hadn’t possessed before.
“Sweet.” She said, looking at her body with awe. A cocky grin forming on her face, she would fly towards the group. There weren’t many people she had recognized aside from Choco, Yogu and Nashi. The fighting had already begun, attacks being flung around everywhere. Activating her energy sense, she was shocked with the strength of some of the people who were there. One of them stood out to her, the goat’s. She had recognized the goat’s face on TV, being the person who had broadcasted this entire event.
Another newcomer would arrive at the same time she did, taking the form of a small android girl. After presumably transforming, she would then order a fight to two of the villains. Throwing a glance at the android she would leave her alone. From the power Kari felt from the android, she would be fine. Hopefully, she would be able to goad the two villans she challenged into focusing on her. Thinking of who to fight, she quickly shot a look at every hero and villain there. After a few moments, she would turn her attention towards one of her enemies who seemed to be threatening Choco.
A grotesque bug-like monster had stood menacingly trying to threaten her friend’s life. The previous Kari would have cowered at the sight of a monster like this. Her fear of insects was overwhelming, but that was her before this fight. After she transformed, it was as if her mindset had also changed, finding herself able to ignore aesthetics and go for the blow. Kari would descend into the battle scene in a blur, aiming to fall right upon the top of the bio-android’s head. Putting her newfound power to use, she surrounded her right leg with her shadow magic and attempted to slashed down at Virus with the limb before he would be able to make any moves to harm Choco any longer. Regardless of whether her attempt would turn out as she expected or not, she would launch off his head and jump right next to Nashi. Giving the heroes a smirk, she finally uttered her first words since arriving at the scene. “I’m sorry I’m late, but better to make a late entrance than never.”
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Choco Vixen
Archived
ARCHIVED - XP/PL TRANSFERRED TO COLE VIXEN
PL: 50,000
Constellation's Might (x2P) Crimson Blade (x4P)
Tag: @choco
Posts: 172
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Post by Choco Vixen on May 9, 2018 15:18:22 GMT -6
FIGHT FOR YOUR LIFE
| Choco's (base) PL: 16,180 |
| Constellation's Might: 32,260 |
The boy rushed in with confidence, he thought he was about to taken down Chamil, until the unthinkable happened. Choco was quickly stopped by someone else, a large, strange, and frankly terrifying bug man. He looked up to Virus aggravated by him, letting go of his sword and stepping back with all the swords in the bio-droid vanishing. He was surprised Chamil got allies with her demeanor, much less powerful ones. Virus's words pierced Choco like a bullet, was this guy really serious? Was he going to eat him!? He gripped his fist, ready to get down with the two of them, until out of the shadows one of Choco's own allies arrived! He smiled as Yogu came in ready to attack the new villain...well he was smiling until ANOTHER two villains came in. Out of nowhere, came two who announced themselves as the Violet Stargoon and Black Stargoon. They made...very strange poses to say the least, but that's not what got to him, what got to him was when the apparent Black Stargoon easily took Yogu's attack. With that, the deer just frowned again, until of course out of nowhere MORE allies came along, Kari, and two other people who were unknown to him went in, everyone standing around him. There was also another Stargoon too.
Thing were honestly starting to get confusing with how many people were here, but that wasn't important. It seemed a good group had gathered, Choco and Chamil was smack in the middle of this chaos. He sighed, and turned to his two CS friends, it was his job as leader to give orders on how to handle the chaos. So, he whispered to Yogu, "Alright, I'm going to say it now, I want you to get as many people who aren't already controlled by Chamil out of here. Only fight these guys when you have to, we can't afford casualties." He then turned to Kari, "I want this to be simple, I need to take care of my cousin over there, just keep the others off my back...and don't die, I don't want to lose you." Then Amber spoke, and he responded simply, "Take care of whoever you want, except my cousin, the goat. I'm dealing wi-" As was speaking, he was abruptly cut off by a Chamil who he didn't even notice transformed, decking him in the face as he was forced back a bit. The boy's vision was blurry, his glasses broken, he growled at his cousin while he took off his glasses. In just moments, his magic formed new ones.
"Like I said...I'm dealing with her." Quickly, he formed his sword in his hand once more and attempted to kick her into a nearby building. He was going to beat her, and he was going to get her out of here in one piece.
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Post by Mist on May 9, 2018 17:13:04 GMT -6
The Malevolent energy was felt even from the Yunzabit Heights, a beacon in the darkness illuminating the path for those with the desire to find salvation in the shadows. For a creature whom had lived most of his life in darkness, it was more of a summoning that he felt, a draw towards the negative energy cascading outward from Satan City – a name that was more humorous than it was ironic – into all surrounding boroughs. Perhaps, this was what had drawn him the most towards the city. High in the darkened skies above, the tiny diminutive creature stared down at the carnage unfolding with great interest.
Watching from afar, examining the strange beings below, Mistroma Dar’kon – last survivor of his kind – viewed the world from a unique perspective. The masses screamed and ran from their fates, dark tendrils grabbing and damaging the world around them; everything tumbling down before the silly humans was a spectacle of joy for him. The dark nature of this energy, its source notwithstanding as he was unsure completely as to the reasons or motivations for what was happening, was like welcoming the sight of home once again.
In the center of the tempest, a goat-like creature seemed to be the focal point; the darkness bending to its whim like a marionette. A joyous site for one seeped in pitch itself, feral gold eyes flaring to life with a madness for carnage, Mistroma deemed it fit to examine the city and the events occurring first hand. Having only awoken a short while ago, the impish alien from another world (another time even), was drawn to such acts of destruction. The relaxing sound of screams…of war. It was all too familiar, and all too comforting for one such as himself.
His tiny figure came in handy in situations such as these, minute legs rapidly moving with the grace and practiced precision of a warrior. Leaping, flipping, climbing and avoiding; Mistroma was easily within his element and, with practiced stealth, paid heed to the comings and goings of new arrivals – each with their own strange motivations and commentary. From another animalistic creature – one whom expressed familiarity with the center of this storm – launching an attack, to a deranged looking…thing defending the cause of all this mayhem. Curious.
As the Necruin landed on a new vantage point, a dark tendril ripped through the buildings structure – grasping at his form; the nomad responded with quick instincts. With heightened speed and his small form, the Imp would float upward in a flicker. Narrowly escaping the power of the Goat woman and her chaotic power. Another arrival! This time, a Human – or what appeared to be a Human – yelled out to the one whom had launched the first attack. His encouraging words followed by a mad dash forward encased in brilliant energy. This now caused the Necruin to pause. In his time, Humans barely had the strength to fight Serpent Demons, let alone attack with energy such as that! The realization that his overestimation his station a bit became more than apparent, as more of his once sealed power unlocked.
His senses finally awakening to the situation before him, Mistroma understood the true difference in strength before him. He was not among peers, nay, he was instead around superiors; beings of power so vast in difference that he could do naught but steel himself to their presence. The world had fallen into madness! Light, Dark, all of it was beyond him now – another arrival causing him to once again question the world he was in. This one, preached of something called “Stargoon” or another as confusing a subject as it was embarrassing as the new individual entered a transformation of sorts…before another arrival – this one just as powerful as the rest – came in with such garish commentary before launching a counter-attack on the headstrong Human.
The world had swiftly revealed the presence of such great and powerful beings. and it was in this realization that his role became clear. He’d have to choose a side among these powerful beings, hope to win favor and once again be of use to an entity with goals greater than his. Strange, he couldn’t think of a time he did not serve. A time and opening had to present itself, and one seemed to as a strange Human like man began firing random ki-shots at the crowd gathered by the originator of such malevolent creations. His shadow like aura began to seep out of his tiny frame as Azure skin began to hum with ancient energy. Feral gold eyes latched onto the cause of the sneak attack and – In an attempt to choose sides – lurched forth as stealthily as he could; his internal power sensing and tracking the energy resonance left behind by the other’s guerilla tactics.
Another, humanoid had also had the same idea and was tracking the Saiyan. Before the imp could catch up however, a wave of force washed over the city and caused his hovering form to cease in his movement and pay attention at the source of power attacking the city – which in this moment was no longer doing so with dark tentacles from the beyond. Much like the two whom had arrived from the sky, the Goat girl had also transformed into a state not unlike her newfound comrades. The sadistic grin returned to his face as the Necruin continued on his original target, coming to land on the opposite side of the Saiyan. His tiny form, only 3’5”, seemed unintimidating to say the least - so it would probably be hilarious when the child-like being called out to the Human and say;
“Please! Allow me! It’s been so long since I stretched my legs…gotten worked up you know? It’d be my divine pleasure”.
Mistroma smiled sickly as he bowed low to Sando and – without warning – began to ooze with Dark Shadows. His shadow like aura erupted upward as his long spiked white hair began to grow longer, spiking more. Twin horns protruding forward growing length causing the black hood obscuring blue features to fall back. The imp like form sparked with black static as the creature began cackle and rise off the ground. His body would rotate upside down, his feet where his head had been and his head where his feet had been. Arm’s crossed, imp like tail whipping behind him, the creature had prepared himself for combat. Though he seemed unchanged, the golden glow of his feral – madness infused eyes spoke a different tail. The whipping black and white aura sometimes manifesting a face or two in its flaring – an indication of something much more sinister within. The emblazoned emblem of his home-worlds star, and the purple beads adorning his neck all began to glow as if an eclipse were occurring within their stone center. This was his current full power, and with it – he’d hope to gain the attention of those with greater power…and similar intent.
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