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Post by Nashi on May 22, 2018 17:06:11 GMT -6
Something had overtaken Nashi: a form of primal instinct, but directed. It was as if his mind was constantly trying to force more power out of his body, but there simply was no more power to be had. Of course, the catling had no idea what was happening to him and certainly had no idea why everything felt so numb. His muscles were calling out to him to stop, to cease, to just rest… but doing any of those things would result in death. Every fibre of his being was being forced to have more power than really should have been possible. Although his muscles felt as if they were on fire and his heart was beating too quickly to distinguish beats, Nashi simply could not give up! He remembered Captain Arcose from Zodiac Hermit in her final stand. She had been thoroughly outmatched, totally overpowered, but she didn’t give up. She kept on getting back on her feet, regardless of the pain, regardless of how much her body told her to stop. The Senbyo replayed that scene in his mind quite quickly on repeat: all of it, from the villain’s monologue (more polished than anything the goons could produce, that was for certain) to his defeat. All I need to do is win… and all I need to do to win is not lose! Because that was what a hero would do. Maple slinked back from Nashi’s attacks and in his place went Mumbo. Or, as he’d be known in Nashi’s memoirs, ‘the fat one’. But it hardly mattered: he could get to Maple after he defeated Mumbo! Strike after strike, the Majin was continuously damaged, until—! ”Get your rotten hands off of my staff!” But Mumbo would not get his ‘rotten hands’ off of the nyoibō. That was, until he spun it around his head and flung it down to the street below. What choice did Nashi have? Of course he went down with it! His grip still tight, he’d correct his course with an explosion of ki from his feet and successfully softly landed on the street below. Looking back up, the Senbyo saw that the Majin was charging up another attack… actually the exact same attack as last time, so props for originality. But, his feline senses were keen and most acuitous; he saw the blattodean beast leap behind him. ”You can’t sneak up on me…!”Nashi turned around just in time to see the motley of genes fire its attack. Heh, does he think I can’t dodge that? Nashi would jump back a bit before putting some energy into his feet as his jumped straight up, avoiding Virus’ attack entirely (a sure way to piss the Bio-Android off even more, certainly). He moved up so quickly that he left an image of where he was only moments later. ”You’ll have to try harder than that to hit m—“Wait, am I forgetting about something?Mumbo’s white-hot Cannoli Cannon surprised Nashi from behind like the torrent of a boiling waterfall, burning off some of the clothing on his back and burning some of the fur off of his tail. It also sent him straight back down to the street and smashed him into the concrete, all the while eliciting a loud, pained yelp. ”Ow…"He’d need to get out of his crater pretty quickly, but he could barely manage to move. This increased level of power over such a long period of time was really getting to him, but he had no choice but to get up! One leg after the other, the hero got back on his feet. ”I’m still standing.” He entered his stance once again, his staff displayed prominently. ”And I’ll keep standing for as my legs will carry me.”oh boy
[N1] Cannoli Cannon tanked for 7920 damage!
[UP2] Destruction Flash Afterimaged The Heck™ Away From!
33.5% damage to 2dp
5/7KPMajin Mumbo |
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Post by Majin Mumbo on May 22, 2018 21:08:39 GMT -6
A direct hit! The explosion plumed outward and upward, causing Mumbo to chuckle deeply. From above, he could see Nashi drop like a stone, forming a crater on impact. Despite all the pain he'd taken, though, the cat-boy was still in fighting condition. He stood up again, taunting his three opponents.
The Black Stargoon dropped from the sky, somersaulting into a slightly wobbly handstand on a nearby unearthed chunk of the street. He stared at Nashi upside-down, and taunted in his thick accent. "Heh, I don't tink dose legs will help you's if we rip 'em off, will dey?" Mumbo hopped up, spinning around and landing on his feet. His poses weren't the best yet, but he was getting better. That handstand would take him months to ace, but at least he wasn't falling flat on his face anymore. It was getting embarrassing at home.
Slowly, the Monstrous Majin lumbered forward, slamming his fists together menacingly. "Y'know, I've nevah been one foah sent-a-ment, but if you's gots any last woids, you bettah say 'em now."
His approach was slow; deliberate. In reality, he was just keeping the cat's eye. He'd done his fair share of strikes already, and he needed a moment to catch his breath. With any luck, Maple would strike next while Nashi was busy belting out some heroic one-liners.
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Administrator
PL: 80,000
Stargoon (x2P); Sparkling(x4P)
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Post by Maple on May 25, 2018 16:19:51 GMT -6
Maple knew that his two comrades in crime were waiting on him to strike and execute a perfect spell that would leave Nashi a thrashed heap, but he just wasn’t feeling it right now. His spiritual energy wasn’t back in balance, and using the full force of the Sprinkle Cake Ray had taken it out of him. So, instead of blasting out a black magic phantasm that would no doubt put the bad juju of hurt on Nashi, Maple puffed into existence a humongous pink beach recliner for Mumbo and relieved his colleague with a barrage fists and kicks, slinging out a whirling combination of steel-clad limbs interspersed with the occasional five-fingered ki blast.
“You’re finished, hairball!” Maple sneered after his last blurring thunder of punches leveled at Nashi’s face. “Give up now and we won’t kill you in a super funny way, okay?”
Strong as he was, Maple was sweating in his efforts to land on the slippery Senbyo. He hated sweating and he loathed Senbyos.
Bringing two fingers to the purple crescent on his brow, Maple materialized a carnival’s worth of mirrors around Nashi, while white smoke rolled off his shoulders like the world’s biggest fog machine, making a cloud around them both.
Now when Maple leapt to attack, he seemed to do so from a hundred different angles, one foot raised high with the heel swinging down with the severity of a headman’s axe.
Let's see the cat dodge this!
KP: 3/3
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Post by Virus on May 25, 2018 17:20:49 GMT -6
| The Jaws of Defeat |
Sadly for Nashi, he didn't possess extra eyes in the back of his head.
While initially intending to scorch the irritating Earthling from both sides alongside Mumbo, he was fine with this outcome. The smugness was wiped straight off of the cat-boy's face after the Majin's attack crashed into his backside. Delicious karma.
Virus chuckled in amusement as he looked at the injured Senbyo climbing back to his feet. Somewhere the Bio-droid respected his efforts, despite how foolish they were. Nashi proved to be quite the tough one, still spouting heroic nonsense infront of the face of death.
His eyes moved to Mumbo as he retorted with his own one-liner. ''Dibs on the left leg. I've always been curious as to what cats taste like.'' Virus spoke in the most casual of tones, as if it was just an everyday thing. He could've sworn Chromo telling him that cats tasted like fresh veal left out in the sun for too long...Or maybe that was a dream? Thoughts for later.
In the brief moment that Virus was fantasizing about food, another offense was launched against the 'Blue Wonder'! Maple's eccentric magics were on full display, creating grand illusions to get the jump on Nashi! Virus watched on curiously as the mirrors came into reality, but all too suddenly, the Bio-Weapon found himself distracted by something...
...His rumbling stomach.
''Ghaa...Knew I shouldn't have skipped dinner...'' Virus groaned to himself in a dark tone. The leftover limbs of a class of elementary schoolers he called 'dinner' was probably rotten by now, not fresh in the slightest. Now, Virus was a bug-monster of class, he had standards when it came to eating Humans, you know?
Aahh, but wait...He did have the perfect snack waiting for him. Yes...
As Virus' foreboding gaze locked onto Yogu's corpse, he grew silent. Fresh, young, powerful. A dark grin tugged at the corners of his oversized maw, a searing sensation of hunger and lust coming over him. ''Yeeesss....~!!'' He howled ominously, a saliva-slathered tongue lashing out with insatiable voracity.
He chuckled inwardly as the aura around him died down, the increased power emanating from him earlier returning to it's normal state. In the blink of an eye, Virus vanished, and re-appeared right next to the corpse of Yogu. Saliva was already dripping from his lower jaw, searing into the concrete below him.
''Ohhh, don't be too sad. Your power is going to an EXCELLENT cause...''
Slowly, Virus leaned into the cadaver, maw slowly opening wide... If uninterrupted, he'd be one step closer to Perfection.
TAGS: Nashi Majin Mumbo Maple
OOC NOTES:
Virus hsa dropped his transformation and is attempting to ABSORB YOGU!
No actions taken, +1 to KP
2/3 KP
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Post by Nashi on May 26, 2018 23:16:44 GMT -6
Elsewhere, on the opposite end of the planet, in a small suburban home, lived a family. The father of this family, a wise-looking fellow dressed in an apron, was cutting up some carrots for dinner. When done, he slid them down into a pot of boiling water and multiple other vegetables with his knife. He looked out through the window in front of him to his well-catered-for garden and smiled his signature smile as he heard his darling wife turn on the television in the other room. This, he recognised, was good. This was how things were supposed to go. There was peace, and nothing could ever ruin that. ”D-Dear, you might want to watch this!” Monad’s smile faded. He could sense a tone in his wife’s voice that he had only heard a few times before, but never quite like what he was hearing then. He put down the board and the knife and rushed over to the living room only to find Perry, his wife and blue catgirl, with her face way too close to the television screen. She was watching some sort of… emergency broadcast? And, wait, is that…? Oh, by the indivisibles… is that—?”Nashi…”Perry began to cry.
Back on the other side of the planet was a very certain hero who had no idea his parents were watching his every action. He was concerned with far more pressing issues like making sure his legs didn’t give in and forcing his heart to continue beating. ”Jokes on you: if you rip my legs off, I’ll just fly!” On the other side of the planet a certain mother fainted. A certain father would carry her to her room and prepare a soothing drink. The call to lie down and die was so strong, but Nashi handle that. But he also knew it was getting continually stronger, louder, and increasingly hard to defy. He also knew that it would get much harder much faster with the more damage that was done to him. He didn’t know how long it could continue for and he hoped he wouldn’t have to find out the hard way. ”’Last words’?” The Senbyo considered the concept. He hadn’t really ever seen the concept discussed, despite all the cool pre- or post-mortem one-liners. He closed his eyes momentarily as a trickster’s smile spread across his face. ”Why’d you want to use mine? You ran out of all your own? Heaven knows you’ll need one.” Hehe that was clever. Nashi’s regard for the cleverness of his quips was over-inflated, like a plastic safety glove inflated to the size of a hot air balloon. But fighting wasn’t all quips and come-backs. Sometimes, just sometimes, there was actual fighting involved. Unfortunately enough for the catboy, this was one of those times. Maple got in the way with a mixture of physical and ki-based attacks. Although Nashi didn’t think the demon was truly giving it his all, it still really hurt… perhaps it was just due to everything hurting due to him giving it his all for too long, or perhaps Maple was simply way more powerful than Nashi had at first given him credit for. ”Nuh-uh! Not giving up!" Even if it means dying in a super funny way!Although… Maybe it was wishful thinking, but it almost seemed as if Maple was also having trouble hitting him? That made the two of them: Nashi’s attacks may have been getting sloppy but damn, this was hard. Not even the hitting him bit, that was an indescribable thing all its own, but even punching was really tiring out his arms. He went in for what he hoped was going to be a big hit to the demon’s face, but ended up only smashing through a mirror which was reflecting Maple’s face. ”What the—!?” Looking around there were even more mirrors, and— is that smoke?The cat was going into full panic mode. He had no idea where to expect a strike and sometimes saw in the mirrors what he thought might have been an attack. Nashi began frantically turning around, his Pole gripped in his arms intensely, in the foolish hope that he might have been able to counter an attack. Maple came from the fog faster and with greater force than Nashi could have ever imagined, knocking him out of the sphere of smoke and mirrors with a massive force that made the Senbyo question if some of the muscles in his neck had snapped. It all seemed so dark, so black, so outside of reality, as Nashi smashed into the concrete road once again. The pain was beginning to lift and the mostly-human could feel his faculties beginning to leave his body, but he grabbed ahold of them and refused the peace of death that was calling out to him. His eyes opened to the sight of Virus about to eat the corpse of a friend, a sight which immediately stirred Nashi to get back up!.. But despite his efforts, despite his need to honour his friend, despite his need to do the right thing, despite everything, his legs could simply not take any more. Nashi’s Power Level halved. Then, moments later, it doubled back up again. ”S-Stay… stay away!”He began to drag himself over with his arms, slowly, a trail of blood following, but he knew that he wouldn’t make it in time. ”That’s my friend! Get aw-away!”Nashi tried one final time to force himself to his feet but he knew that his body was on the verge of collapsing. ”Blue…”He brought his hand forward and a blue ball of energy began to form. ”Bro…!”But the energy dissipated and flickered away harmlessly just as his Power Level once again halved. But it wasn't going back up. A torrent of tears began to escape from the catboy’s eyes. ”... Ball.”His arm fell to the floor. Any attempt to drag himself forwards had stopped. What sort of hero am I?
What sort of hero leaves their friend’s corpses to be desecrated?
What sort of hero can’t get back up?
… Am I even a hero at all?
Perry was tucked into her and Monad’s bed, slowly regaining consciousness. Right next to her was a glass of hot milk and, next to that, Monad. His eyes stayed on their bedroom television, worried in only the way a parent could be, as he continually repeated one phrase, one beg, one hope. ”Please… get up...”
Just to clarify, mechanically, Nashi's still transformed. The falling out bit was flavour. I wasn't going to put this message here for a dramatic reveal later but I don't think the rules on re-entering temp forms would have allowed that.
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Post by Majin Mumbo on May 28, 2018 2:24:15 GMT -6
Things were reaching their climax now. With Maple back at his peak performance, and Mumbo given a second to breath, the cat-boy was done for. Try as he might to fight off the trio and quip like a true hero should, he was simply delaying the inevitable. The Violet Stargoon's magics were simply too advanced for the young martial-arts god, and in a flashy display, Maple had knocked Nashi down yet again.
Mumbo chuckled, hopping out of the recliner Maple conjured for him, and moving to his master-- no, his ally's side. The furball was trying now to get to his feet, but faltering each time. It was almost pitiful... almost.
"Y'know boss, I heard da sen-bee-bo is strong. You shoah dis is da right Kid?"
With his looming stature, the Black Stargoon stomped forwards, blocking Nashi's crawl towards Virus. The bug-boy had just started taking bites out of Yogu, and although some people might have found it weird, Mumbo didn't mind. Hell, if things were different, Mumbo probably would have snacked on the kid himself. He just hadn't found the time.
"Nah... I tink I know what da problem is. He doesn't got's his goon squad wit 'im." With a growl, the Monster Majin removed his shades, and crouched down in front of the cat. His furious red eyes tried to pierce right through Nashi's last bit of resolve. "It ain't easy beatin' da baddies when you's ain't got no talent of yer own, ain't it?"
Perhaps Mumbo was making this fight too personal, but c'mon, didn't he have a right to? He did get clobbered by this kid and a pile of nameless faces just last month. Revenge was sweet, so he was gonna be damn sure to savor every drop.
The Majin stood up, reared his leg back, and attempted to kick Nashi in the stomach. He'd do it again, and again, with the fourth and final kick aimed to send the Senbyo right into a collapsed building.
KP: 3/3
+1 KP for no tech use!
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Administrator
PL: 80,000
Stargoon (x2P); Sparkling(x4P)
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Post by Maple on May 31, 2018 22:26:00 GMT -6
While the squirt was distracted, Maple took flight and swooped back towards the city Center!
Leaving split and rejoining the main. Adios!
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Post by Virus on Jun 2, 2018 7:17:34 GMT -6
| The Jaws of Defeat |Virus' PL: 26,160
Virus' current PL: 52,320
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PL MULTIPLIERS: Ravenous Frenzy (x2T)
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The gut-wrenching noise of cracking bone and torn flesh could be heard in the distance. Sharp rows of teeth tore through Yogu's body like a knife through butter, the last remnants of sweet crimson blood dripping along his lower jaw. Breathless gasps and moans came from the Bio-Weapon as he devoured the Hero- it was truly the feast of his lifetime...!
Already he could feel Yogu's innate Ki course through him, amplifying his own abilities far beyond the usual. In his mind, an orchestra of violins accompanied by a choir played a beautiful score. In this chaos and death, Virus found relaxation. True bliss!
His powerful jaw effortlessly cracked the young Earthling's skull. Splatters of blood and brain matter painted the street around him, with whatever remained being devoured by Virus in mere moments. ''Aahhh~!!''
Virus stood to his full height, drenched in Yogu's blood head-to-toe. His head reered back and looked toward the darkened, thunderous skies. He felt it...He finally felt it! ''I feel so...Alive!'' The monstrosity shouted toward the skies. His arms opened wide, fists clenching as the orchestra within his head reached the apex of their song.
''SO ALIVE!! GHRAAAAHAHAHA!!''
His demonic voice tore through the air as his putrid aura sparked to life. Power and corruption emanated from the Bio-Weapon like the black plague, intoxicating and sickening. The miasma of Ki tore distorted the air around him, and carved through the concrete below. After all this time, Virus had finally done it...He had finally eaten a proper meal.
Blood-red eyes followed Nashi's body to wherever Mumbo had kicked him. The Bio-Android was breathing heavily- hungrily. Now that he had finally gotten a taste of the sweet flesh of a Ki user...He wanted more.
He NEEDED more.
Completely overtaken by his bloodlust, Virus let out a feral roar that shook the very buildings around him. He took off into a beastly run, like a wild dog chasing down it's pathetic prey. With his gut-wrenching aura trailing him he launched himself forwards with all of his might, heading right toward Nashi! The Bio-Android roared voraciously as he reeled back a Ki covered claw, sharp tips shining in the purple light. Once he reached the feline, Virus would swipe swiftly and ferociously, aiming to tear the Earthling wide-open!
TAGS: Nashi Majin Mumbo
OOC NOTES:
Yogu absorption SUCCESFUL! 25% of 19,040 = 4760 PL added!
Virus' new thread PL: 26,160
Due to the trait Bio-Metabolize, Virus has learned Yogu's [N1]Ki Focus!
Powered up into Ravenous Frenzy, new PL = 52,320
[N1]Ki Focus used on Nashi! 17,266 PL in damage coming at'cha!
KP: 2/3 > 4/7 - 1 = 3/7 KP
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Post by Nashi on Jun 4, 2018 7:03:50 GMT -6
Majin Mumbo stomped in front of Nashi, covering any view of Virus or his scrumptious meal. The Majin crouched and stared down on the Senbyō— the so-called god of martial arts— utterly defeated. One last time the catboy looked up to the sky, but in the way he found only red… an irate bulbous organ of red. He opened his mouth to make a clever quip, some cool insult or act of defiance, but the words refused to come out. His throat was dry, his muscles were burning, he felt light-headed but also heavy-headed and, there was blood, and there were tears, and— Nashi’s head dropped back down again.
Perry’s eyes opened to the sight of her son being kicked in the stomach by a villain. She began squirming immediately, although Monad was there to attempt to soothe her. They embraced each other, their eyes only on each other, flinching with the sound of a second kick. But there was a sudden jolt from the TV as the camera over in Satan City began spinning wildly. Perry jumped straight out of bed and grasped for the TV, a desperation overtaking her very self. ”Come on. Come on! Show me that my baby’s safe, please…”Perry flinched with the second kick. The hot milk was left to cool, the shortcake biscuits were left unnibbled and the vegetables cooking in the kitchen were left unattended, but Monad wasn’t thinking about any of those things. He was thinking about prophecies, fate and the role of the Senbyō, but most of all he was hoping that his son would win. Hmm, perhaps too much to ask for. He was hoping that his son would live.Third kick, third flinch.
Nashi could only hear as what was perhaps the last airborne helicopter in the city began its downward spiral as its pilots gave in to their amplified ids. Perhaps, after a few seconds, Nashi would have heard it explode as it smashed into a building, but he couldn’t quite catch that sound over the sound of his internal organs being pushed around like a pinball machine in another larger pinball machine being shaken by an even larger baby by the sudden, painful force of a fourth kick. Nor, mind you, would you, would he have heard the crashing helicopter over the sound of wind flying past his ears (or, rather, his ears flying past the wind) way faster than it had any right to. Or, for that matter, over the sound of his internal screaming paused by the indescribable pain he was experiencing. ”N-No…”A puddle of blood formed around the Senbyo. Even after being kicked into a collapsed building, he couldn’t bring himself to stand up. Even thinking about moving was immensely painful, even more so than the pain that came with not moving. ”This isn’t— GAh!” Nashi revulsed as he spat up some blood to his side. ”This isn’t how it goes.”
The television screened turned to a screech of black and grey. A sobbing mother slammed her first into the television screen, breaking the box. She tried to say things, but it all came out in tears and heartgrasping ‘no’s. Monad was seated at the end of their bed, his hands covering his face.
Nashi remembered his favourite scene from his favourite show, Zodiac Hermit. In this scene, the bad guy Birugderc had just about succeeded in his evil plans. He was about to kill the hero until, of course, character development gave her more muscles and a dye-job. Captain Scobia, he knew, was a hero. When everything was calling for her to stop, she stood there, unflinching and determined, and continued in being a hero. He looked up to those heroes on the small screen. There was once a time where he wished to live their lives. And, now he was… and it was terrifying. ”This… isn’t…! How it goes…!”Am I even a hero at all? The words washed through his mind like a hand-cloth in a washing machine. ”This isn’t...! How any of this goes...!”Am I a hero?It was an odd question to ask. Perhaps, just perhaps, it could garner more meaning if reworded. To wit: Am I the hero who defended South City from an Arcosian attack?
Nashi pressed his hands to the ground, getting them red with his own blood. He pushed, but it was too painful to continue. He pushed again, and his arms couldn’t handle the force. He pushed again anyway and forced himself into a seated position. Am I the hero who defended King Castle from the bad guys?
His legs refused to move, but he moved them. He got himself standing up, despite the pain and despite the opposition. Am I the hero who defended the Lookout, and kicked that bubblegum’s ass while doing so?
Blue energy surrounded the Senbyō as his power once again doubled. And am I the hero who’s going to do it all again?
He looked to the bio-android with a stare of dead seriousness. This was the monster who revelled in the chaos. This was the monster who ate his friend. ”You want to feel more alive?”But it wasn’t just Virus he was staring at. It wasn’t just Birugderc, either. It was the archetype of an antagonist in a story told a million times over. I am the hero.The depraved beast charged at Nashi as if it was the only thing that mattered. It roared and charged and ran and, when such ferocity reached our young hero— I AM THE HERO!A massive spear of vibrant blue energy, more powerful than anything Nashi had ever conjured, would form in his hands in less than a moment and stab the animal straight through its chest with an unforeseen speed. ”Too fucking bad."[SIG] Blue Bro Behemoth fired for 133%! That’s 62,954 damage. It struggles against Virus’ [N1] Ki Focus (OK, not much of a struggle) which shaves off some damage.
End result: 45,688PL damage to Virus!
Sorry if the end seemed a little anticlimactic. I didn't want to meet the 48 hours.
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Jun 4, 2018 18:46:49 GMT -6
This fight wasn't over yet. Mumbo could feel it in his bones. This was just the beginning of the heroes' final stand, after all. Nashi was one of those classic hero types, he could tell. He'd get knocked around like in the comics, then his pet dog would whimper in the distance or something and re-invigorate him. Mumbo just needed to be ready for the boom.
Behind him, Maple took off for the real battle. Mumbo saluted to his boss, and nodded. He'd finish this without Maple's help. He had to. Nashi was his rival. It was this stupid cat kid who foiled their break-in of King's Castle. It was this stupid cat kid who helped clobber Mumbo and Maple at that stupid floating tower. It was THIS STUPID CAT KID who thought he could stand up to real villains. He'd show him how wrong he was.
Mumbo's scouter-shades went off in his hand, signalling Virus had finished his meal and gained some more muscle. Watching his new buddy grow strong made the Majin's stomach growl. Maybe he'd snack on Nashi when this was over.
But that'd have to wait.
The Black Stargoon's fists clenched as he donned his shades again, speaking in a tone far too serious for his accent to accommodate. "'Ey Buggo, we got's ta take dis serious. I know dis kid ain't gonna just lay down." His dark eyes traveled back to Nashi, who was slowly stumbling to his feet. Mumbo's eyes narrowed. "We ain't dat lucky."
Like Mumbo expected, the kid's power shot up again. The Majin's muscles tensed as Virus approached for his next attack. In any other situation, Mumbo would have stood idly by, laughing and taunting as the senbyo was turned to dust. But not today. There was too much riding on this, and that kid was too spunky to die just yet.
It all happened so quick, Mumbo was surprised he couldn't keep up as he usually did. Virus' attack was batted away, and a mighty weapon made of pure energy spawned in the Senbyo's palms. Before he could attempt to approach, he was knocked back by a buffet of wind, formed by Nashi's immense Ki. He shielded his eyes, unawares of the outcome of Nashi's strike. The only sure thing was that Virus was alive; whether or not he had been wounded was a whole other story.
"Shoulda just stayed down, Kid! Dis next paht is gonna HOIT!"
The Stargoon's Ki blazed into life around him, burning like a black flame around his body. Twobit's magic had enhanced his body substantially, though even now he couldn't out-muscle this cat god. He'd just have to whittle him down, and hope that Virus could pull his weight before this fight reached its climax.
The street below him rumbled from his energy, and the last standing vestiges of Fat Tony's Taco Stand fell to bits. Secretly, part of him hoped the proprietor had escaped this terror.
"Let's see how long you's can keep up da hero act, Kid!"
The Bubblegum Beast let loose a ferocious roar, and from his maw a familiar white light began to gleam. He opened his mouth, and another torrential wave of Ki escaped him. It soared toward Nashi, aiming to explode on his form and burn that fur right off!
KP: 2/3
Fired [N1] Cannoli Cannon!
33% power for a damage potential of: 7,920!
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Post by Virus on Jun 6, 2018 6:05:22 GMT -6
| The Jaws of Defeat |Virus' PL: 26,160
Virus' current PL: 52,320 |
PL MULTIPLIERS: Ravenous Frenzy (x2T)
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A bone-chilling scream echoed across the streets as Nashi's technique tore through Virus. His carapace was shattered without remorse, and the Ki-Spear made it's way through Virus' insides like a knife through butter. A shower of corrupted blood rained down on the streets below, gushing out like a leaky pipe.
Shaky claws reached over to grip the spear by it's base, the hot energy burning against his exoskeleton. ''Y-YOU!'' Virus' pained voice shrieked, a million nails on the biggest chalkboard imaginable. ''YOU DISGUSTING LITLE...-!'' The Bio-Weapon shouted, his red eyes wide with hateful anger. Without hesitation, Virus raised one of his hands and slammed down onto the spear with a fist, splitting the weapon in two!
Now finally freed, Virus fell to the streets below. He landed on the concrete like a fly that had been swatted out of the air with a rolled up newspaper. The Bio-Weapon's limbs twitched in insufferable agony, splurts of blood leaking out of the gaping wound in his chest. His mind had turned into a complete and utter haze. The voracity, extasy, and unimaginable pain sent his instincts into completely overdrive. Virus didn't know what to feel. For the first time...He was confused. Maybe even a bit afraid?
He let out a shrill growl at the thought alone. No. NO.
While confusion and shock ran rampant inside of his mind, there was one thing Virus knew with certain clarity. One thing he wanted above all...
He wanted to see that cat dead at his feet.
''...B-Bravo, young hero!'' Virus panted as he slowly dragged himself to his feet. His legs quaked weakly, the Bio-Weapon could barely even stand at this point. But he was not dead. ''So was t-...Was that it?!'' His demonic tone sucked the very life out of the area, whatever little remained. ''Was-...Was that your grand, ultimate technique?!'' As if it wasn't obvious already, Virus was absolutely livid. With a single grotesque motion, Virus ripped out the spear still lodged within his chest. The disgusting noise of flesh and guts being cut open filled the streets, as more of Virus' insides dripped out onto the concrete. He didn't even remotely care anymore.
''...I'm still alive. You've failed!''
Virus' fist clenched tightly as he threw the spear onto the ground besides him.
''You truly are pathetic. Can't even squash one lowly cockroach...''
His words were caked in utter distaste. Nashi embodied everything Virus hated, and so, he would get rid of it. It was as easy as that. If only the hairball could start cooperating...
''Oh, Mumbo?'' He turned to the Majin, terrifyingly casual. ''You must be thinking what I'm thinking. Let's finish this, shall we?''
As he gazed back to Nashi, the primal fury and blood-crazed hatred returned. His red eyes bored into Nashi, ominously silent. Suddenly, Virus' entire body would tense up. Claws flexed at his sides, feet dug themselves into the ground, and his muscles began to quake with power. Without warning, Virus' aura flared to life as he let out a shrill growl.
The Bio-Weapon's Ki reached heights even he didn't know existed. Purple lightning began to flicker along Virus' palms as they tensed up near his sides. As Virus screamed and howled, the lightning crackled violently, carving into the concrete below.
''Omega!-'' Virus' arms spread widely as thunder rained down.
''Destruction!-'' He brought his hands together infront of him. The energy shook violently.
''FLAAAASHH!!'' A dark purple beam howled through the streets, reducing everything in it's path to ashes!
The Destruction Flash met up with Mumbo's attack mid-flight. Side-by-side the destructive energies flew, aiming to finally strike down the Cat!
Virus quickly fell to his knees after the beam was released. The Bio-Weapon panted violently- he had poured every last bit of energy into that attack. With a soft noise, his aura died down, and his power level returned to normal.
''Haah...Haah...!''
TAGS: Majin Mumbo Nashi
OOC NOTES:
Virus takes the bleedthrough damage! Virus is now at ~165% damage!
[MP3]Omega Destruction Flash used! 52,320 PL in damage coming your way, Nashi!
Virus has ran out of KP, and has thus dropped out of his transformation!
KP: 0/3
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Post by Nashi on Jun 7, 2018 5:16:14 GMT -6
For the Senbyo, the day had been a wild ride of new experiences. Perhaps, last experiences as well. The day was, for example, the first time he had ever brought an attack with such a power. It was greater than any other he had ever brought out, and by a considerable margin too. Not only this, but it was the fastest he had ever brought out a ki attack, too! If he mother was watching, Nashi reckoned, she’d be almost as proud as she would have been concerned and afraid. But even that wasn’t his most salient discovery. Just done, only moments prior, had he sworn for the first time. He wasn’t quite sure where he learnt the word from, and he didn’t know if such obscenity was the result of a regenerating quip gland, but it was regardless a mighty bad thing to do. He could talk with King Yemma about that later. For then, there were more pressing matters, such as Virus’ screech. A screech which, mind you, made Nashi feel as if his stomach was trying to escape from the stump where his head felt like it popped off from. It also reminded him of another sound— the sound of his mind being invaded by demonic energy and the sound of stubborn resistance. But, despite the howl like the sulfurous gusts of hell, Nashi’s hand— and therefore the spear— moved through the gene-plagiariser like an impatient samurai through a paper wall. A shower of unblood spewed from his chest, thankfully mostly spraying away from the Senbyōling. The beast punched the spear in twain and fell to the ground below like a feral badger sticky-taped to an anvil. He was clearly in pain, which Nashi supposed was a good thing, but considering all the energy he threw into that attack… basically, he was doubtful he could do something like that again. Perhaps ever, with how increasingly likely his death was looking. The Senbyo looked at his bloody hands with confused and muddled trials of thought. Virus was panting, dragging himself around, impaled and, unless appearances deceived, close to death… I did that? He was having a hard time believing that he could do so much damage. ”A-Ah, yes, that was my ultimate technique! The, er, Blue Bro…” Banzai? Bombardier? Banana boat? ”Behemoth!” So cool. ”And I didn’t intend to kill you.” That was questionable at best. ”That was definitely intentional!” It very definitely wasn’t. The adrenaline was masking his pain. It would fade, but in the meantime… The Michelin Man’s edgier cousin and the cockroach/slightly-larger-cockroach hybrid were going to attack at the same time, a strategy as brilliant as it was obvious. One of the attacks was Virus’; a mighty purple blast of power! Despite its sheer power and true-to-character shade, it lost marks for a lack of alliteration in its title. The other attack was, well, Mumbo’s. It was white— the most boring colour— and what it had in alliteration it lacked in just about every other category. Despite how powerful they may or may not have been, Nashi intended to dodge both. Both attacks flew at him with great speed as he prepared to dodge, but suddenly he got a better idea. Or, at least, a more heroic idea. Nashi still had his spear with him! After Virus punched it in half, one of those halves was still in the cat’s hand! It was still powerful, all he needed to do was bat both attacks away and he’d be golden! Well, blue.There was just one slight, slight issue, but Nashi couldn’t quite put his finger on it. And then it hit him.
The next few seconds were much like a dream in that the catboy could not remember what happened in them even in the seconds after they happened. Based off of some evidence— such as most of his changshan having been burnt off, large splotches of his skin under it showing what were at least light burns, him being no longer on his feet and neither the Power Pole nor his spear being in sight— Nashi could reasonably conclude that he got hit. Considering how he could still feel his legs (legs which were throwing giant figurative walls of pain at him, but still), he could conclude that Virus’ inalliterative power-mess must not have hit him. I had half of the spear.Meaning that the other half wasn't there to… Yeah.
... Damn. I feel stupid.And if he kept up at it, he might have been feeling dead pretty quickly as well. His Power Level halved. And, for the first time in a while, it stayed that way. So there he lied, vulnerable and weak, awaiting the executioners’ attempts at a verdict acted on. ”... Heh. Hehehe...”But it wasn’t going to be so easy. ”You’ll have to try harder than that.”He got back up on his feet, the adrenaline somehow still staving off the pain. With a mocking determination, he’d echo, ”I’m still standing. And I’ll keep standing for as my legs will carry me.”[N1] Cannoli Cannon tanked for the third time!
[MP3] Omega Destruction Flash avoided (flavourfully) with an [SU2] Blue Bro Bolt!
~50% damage!
[0/7KP]
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Jun 7, 2018 13:26:07 GMT -6
It was to be expected that Nashi continued to survive. The cat was wily, and unlike his ally, had the power to back up the bravado. With the last vestiges of his Ki, Nashi knocked one of the attacks away, only to be slammed by the other. Mumbo chuckled. He was three for three now. If only this were a game at the arcade-- he'd be rolling in free tokens right about now.
Despite all their efforts to take down the tenacious tabby, he was in a better condition than Virus. The bug-boy had taken more than a few pot-shots before Mumbo had hit the scene, and this last spear attack had really done a number. Blood oozed from the monster's chest like a punctured gummy-gusher candy. It reminded Mumbo of his growing hunger again.
"Yeesh. And I thot da Kid was lookin' bad. Hold on, I tink I got sometin for dis."
The Black Stargoon fished around inside the chestplate of his armor for a few seconds, before finding his prize. With a satisfied "aha!" Mumbo pulled his hand out, revealing a... Bean. It was sickeningly purple, and it gave off a strange aura. Was this thing even legal?
He turned to Virus, and flicked it towards him. "Eat up, Buddy. It's a magic bean that'll make you feel allll bettah. Just make shoah ta chew good or else it'll grow a beanstalk in yer tummy!"
In the distance, explosions plumed in the sky, and Mumbo's scouter-shades alerted him to the growing dangers. Looks like it was high time to head back to Maple. As much as he was dying to see Nashi fall, he had other grudges to take care of. The cat god was one he could let go, for now.
Mumbo hopped into the air, waving goodbye to Virus. "Ey! I gotta get goin'! Da goons need my help with da riff-raff. You can handle da pipsqueak now, right?" His attention turned to Nashi for a moment, who he simply scowled at. "If you win, I'll kill ya myself. Undastahnd?"
Without another word, Mumbo blasted off for the other side of the city.
KP: 3/3
+1 KP for no tech use!
Traded Senzu Bean to Virus
Returning to main DE
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Post by Virus on Jun 8, 2018 5:54:57 GMT -6
| The Jaws of Defeat |Virus' PL: 26,160
Virus' current PL: 52,320 |
PL MULTIPLIERS: Ravenous Frenzy (x2T)
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Virus collapsed to his knees with ragged breaths, a single fist weakly quivering onto the concrete, struggling to hold him upright. How could one measily Earthling have pushed him this far? He was on the brink of death. Exhausted and mortally wounded- even moreso than the Cat. Even after the combined efforts of him and his bubblegum friend...Virus was still worse of.
''The second I get my hands on you, Earthling...I'll...I'll...!-''
The Bio-Android coughed out another glob of thick blood onto the concrete. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't force himself to get up and pounce onto the feline. Virus' muscles and joints seemed to simply...Lock up. Was his body telling him that he had reached his limits? That he could no longer carry on?
Virus' fist began shaking violently at the thought. He was designed to be the ultimate weapon, the perfect being! What kind of sick joke was this?! To be defeated by some lowly Earthling scum...!?
Yet suddenly, a ray of hope shined down onto the Bio-Weapon's rotten form. A ray of hope in the shape of a large bubblegum man. And in the center of that hope...A tiny, purple bean. ''What...What is...?''
He gazed up with light confusion at the bean, radiating in dark energies. As it was flicked toward him, Virus caught it in a swift motion, temporarily revitalized by the hope this had given him. As he stared at the bean within him palm, and let Mumbo's explanation settle into his thoughts...He smiled. Widely.
''Well now...Isn't this a pleasant turn of events?'' Virus momentarily gazed up at Nashi, gripping his hand into a tight fist. His head turned to Mumbo, before nodding in gratitude. ''I'll be sure to repay you in full, my big grey friend. The next snacks are all yours...I know a hungry face when I see one.'' He snickered ominously, turning back to Nashi as he flew toward the battlefield.
For a moment, silence hung in the air. The predator wondered what soul-crushing emotion rang through the cat-boy's head right now. Was it fear? Sorrow? Hopelessness?
...Or perhaps he really was that persistent. To think he could still win.
Slowly, Virus maneuvered the bean inbetween his teeth.
It didn't matter what Nashi was thinking. -CRUNCH-
The end was upon him.
''HHHHGGRAAAAAAAHAHAHA!!!''
A torrent of ungodly Ki swarmed the streets as Virus' aura blazed to it's full strength once again, accompanied by the darkest of cackles imaginable. Energy poured out of him like an active volcano, reaching far into the skies and reducing nearby buildings into crumbling ash and dust. Through the sickening miasma that was his aura, Virus' body stood sharp and alive. Every cut, fracture and bruise had been healed completely, including the immense hole Nashi had left in him.
''Haaah...Ahaha...Oohhh...~'' Virus moaned in utter extasy. The hopeless rage he had felt moments earlier had been replaced with a grandiose feeling of accomplishment. His energy lowered itself from the high heavens, yet the aura held around his body, like a tight blanket of death and decay.
Slowly, Virus began to walk toward Nashi. ''It's quite funny, isn't it?'' He chuckled. ''Has it settled in yet? The realization that this won't end like your silly comic books?'' Virus' head tilted to the side in a show of sickening mockery. ''D'awh, boo-hoo. And so the brave heroes fall, one by one. Until there are none left.''
Virus launched himself forwards in a quick burst of speed, aiming to catch the Senbyo by his pretty blue hair. He'd hold Nashi above the ground, his red eyes staring deeply into his. Hatred.
''Everyone you have ever known and loved will die by my hand.''
He whispered the words only inches removed from Nashi's face with a sickening smile. Without hesitation, Virus aimed to slam Nashi's head right into the concrete, before stomping down on his chest to hold him in place.
The Bio-Weapon began to laugh louder and louder as his energy reached it's climax. Dark lightning crackled around his palms once more. Nashi was more than familiar with this technique...Except this time? There was no escape.
''Bye-bye!'' And the wave of energy released like a tidal wave of death. ...Sweet, sweet justice.
TAGS: Nashi
OOC NOTES:
Virus has eaten Mumbo's Senzu Bean, and has healed all damage!
+3 to KP!
Transformed into Ravenous Frenzy! 3/3 KP > 7/7 KP
[MP3]Omega Destruction Flash used! 52,320 PL in damage coming at'cha!
Intent: Leave Nashi as a smoldering corpse!
I really enjoyed this fight. Good show, Nashi.
Let's have a rematch sometime in the future ;)
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Post by Nashi on Jun 9, 2018 3:21:13 GMT -6
Nup, nevermind, the pain’s back. The adrenaline was nice, while it lasted, but it was through. It had a few moments of staying but, with his power dropping as it was, it was inevitable for the pain to take its place.
As the Majin retrieved the miscoloured bean from what amounted to his incorrectly-placed fanny pack, Nashi didn’t know what to think of it. He thought he might have recognized such a bean from somewhere, but had no idea where from. Should he have recognized it? I mean, the colour didn’t seem right, but he had no way to know what colour it would have usually been. Probably blue.
Still, it was concerning, especially the way Mumbo flicked it towards Virus. Mumbo’s waves of goodbye certainly weren’t helping, either.
"How do you—? How are you—?" Nashi was trying to piece it all together. Mumbo seemed awfully confident… the Senbyo was, after all, managing against three bad guys, and now he thought only one would defeat him?
It was ludicrous! It was nonsense! It was the stuff of Nashi’s nightmares. ”Nuh-uh! After I beat up Squizzo the Wonder-Roach over here, you’re next!” But something told him that it wasn’t quite going to go in that direction.
Wearily, perhaps forty meters away, was a disgruntled human. He had, miraculously enough, avoided the corrupting magicks. However, more salient was the phone he was holding in his hand and the recordings it was sending outwards.
In another time, with other happenings, things might have turned out differently. But, alas, Chamil was taking over Satan City, Nashi was soon to die and there was nothing that his parents could do about it.
Lying on the bed, his wife crying by his side, was Monad. On his lap was his work laptop, just now opening to a livestream in Satan City. After some loading, a low-quality video of rubble of burning appeared. As the video came into focus, however, the image of Nashi was made clear. He saw that he was alive, which put a smile on his face, but he also saw an attack that one of the monsters was charging up its ki…
Monad closed the laptop before his wife could see what he was looking at.
Like rain to a valley, ki gathered about the adversary. There was so much energy flowing about him; the sheer power of it all was utterly, utterly terrifying, compared to Nashi’s weakened, tired and pained state. ”Not how it’s… supposed to go…”
Realisation, it was a tricky thing. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go, and it certainly wasn’t going in that direction any time soon. There were no last-minute plot twists, no sudden bursts of power, no massive transformation. There was only one malignancy upon life. But it wasn’t a cancer, for cancers were caused by abnormal cell division. No, this thing relied on life, and could only grow through life; it was a virus. A virus that wanted to kill. A virus that had the means to.
Everything was pain, everything was despair, and Virus hadn’t even done anything yet. Nashi only stood there. What could he do? But regardless of that, he could not cry. Nor falter. After all, even if he was going to die— if he was going to die— it would be as a hero. But he wasn’t going to die. Not yet.
The powerful bio-android slammed itself forwards with a speed Nashi’s weaker self simply could not compete with. He slammed his face straight into the concrete below, but the Earthling could not feel it. Once again, as the pain lessened, he was called out to for the promise of release… but he couldn’t. Not yet.
Unexpected, expected, did it matter? There was no escaping it. But those weren’t the words of a hero. He brought up his hand and uttered, for the the last time in this life, ”Blue Bro Ball…!” But there was no attack. Not ki, not even a blue glow. Nothing. Nashi’s last look to Virus was one of defiance.
Radiating, malevolent ki slammed into the weaker hero. What chance was there?
Nashi, the Senbyō, the Hero, the child, died. Perhaps he was to be mourned. Perhaps, soon, there would be no one left to mourn. His eyelids fell, his heart returned to the music of the lack of a beat, and the dead were brought to peace.
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I, too, hope for a rematch. Perhaps the results of such a rematch won’t end as they had here ;)
Oh, and, if you haven’t seen it yet… read the first letter of every paragraph.
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