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Post by Kanrin on Oct 16, 2018 14:21:19 GMT -6
THE ROYAL RUMBLE ABOVE THE CLOUDS| Polaire's PL: 84,900 (Base 14,150 - x6 Modifier) |
Polaire recovered from the first onslaught without too much issue, but he soon found himself pinned in place when the Majin grabbed onto his tail. Before he could turn around to swat the pest away, the Senbyo again launched an offensive, using his pole to launch himself into the sky. As he curled around to wring his tail free, the pole struck him in the back of the head, nearly knocking him out of the sky. Another pair of blows sent him hurdling back towards the ground, dazed and bruised. He slammed into the arena hard, leading to a cloud of dust billowing over the battlefield. There was no getting around how bad that had stung, but he managed to force a little grin when he finally clawed his way back to his feet. He wiped a bit of blood from his lip and let out a heavy breath. "Hmph," he exhaled. "Working as a team of three in a supposed free-for-all. And I thought I was supposed to be the worst among us. If you two are really that desperate, then I suppose I'll just have to take a risk here."
With that, he aimed his finger upwards to prepare another blast. This time, he took aim at his attacker, abandoning his earlier strategy of just targeting Erva. "You had best hope your Majin friend guards for you, little Senbyo," he teased as a sphere of energy formed on the tip of his finger, this one beginning white but soon crackling and taking on a blueish hue. "Because if not, you're going to be in very bad shape when they turn on you in, oh... two minutes?"He released the blast at that, the beam jetting up towards the airborne Nashi in a narrow line. It looked functionally identical to his earlier blast, but this one carried much more of a punch to it.
Polaire uses his Minion trait, SUPREMACY, grating him +x2 to his technique against Nashi, granting him a boosted 113,200 Offensive PL.
[UP2] Kanrikosen Blue fired at Nashi! 74,712 damage incoming.
KP 3/3 > 1/3
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Post by Kanrin on Oct 29, 2018 9:50:21 GMT -6
THE ROYAL RUMBLE IN THE CLOUDS| Polaire's PL: 84,900 (Base 14,150 - x6 Modifier) |
It was only moments after the beam left Polaire's fingertip that he felt a Majin crash into him from the side. Although he had already figured out how to deal with the opponent to some extent, he was caught by surprise. A cry of anger rang throughout the stadium as the two plummeted off to the side, the Arcosian grappling the Majin right back with his arms and tail. If he was going to go out, he would take this creature with him. There were screams from the crowd as the stands fanned out, clearing the way for the pair that punched right through them and rocketed clean out of the arena. It was safe to say those two were now out of bounds.
Polaire and Majin Uspo have been mutually eliminated!
Exiting on Polaire.
Uspo has been exited at Erva's request, and Erva will be leaving the post order at least for now.
NEW ORDER:
Kanrin > Yogu > Nashi > Garon
Given how much this slowed down, we'll also be allowing for a 72 hour skip rule!
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Post by Om-Yogu on Oct 30, 2018 14:02:07 GMT -6
Well, Garon certainly seemed pissed. Up until now, Yogu was sort of seeing this as banter between two enemies, but what Garon said next sent Yogu over the line. Yogu walks towards the Doragon, the air around him surprisingly calm. " I wasn't given anything, ya piece of shit! I got this strength after I died. And about that whole dying thing, if dying defending your city- no, your planet, is stupid. Then I'm proud to be a dumbass!" Yogu points a mangled thumb to his chest. " As for the rest of your little speech, yeah you kinda have a point. But I DON'T GIVE A DAMN!" Yogu's aura shoots out around him and begins to change from a dark blue to a fine white. The young fighter doesn't seem to notice any changes at all, or perhaps he just didn't care. " Ya wanna know why? 'Cause my friend Nashi over there, died the same way as me- And you can call me stupid, insult me, and scream about how I'm a bad person simply for existing and happening to have these powers. But you don't get to say the same about my friends. You don't get to say that about other people who have powers that use it for good... To be honest, I hate people like the Stargoons and the World Trade Fleet. But bastards like YOU." Yogu points a clearly broken finger at the Doragon. " Self-centered bastards that throw a fit when they don't get something that they want, like some spoiled brat that didn't get the toy they wanted on Christmas. Those are the people who really PISS ME OFF! HOW THE HELL DID YOU GET PUT HERE IF YOU'RE THIS MUCH OF AN ASSHOLE!" Yogu's face becomes beet red as his anger reaches a boiling point. His aura begins to grow bigger and brighter. Before becoming a blinding light that fills the entire arena. When the light clears, Yogu is gone. In his place is a Konatsian. The Konatsian is six inches taller than Yogu, standing at 6'8". His hands are still mangled and he has the same hair color as the teenager that once stood in his place. Although, his hair is flowing up, seemingly kept up by nothing but the energy radiating off of him. The new Yogu marches forward, looking down at his enemy. " You don't deserve to win, you piece of shit!" He drops the hilt of the Kendo Stick and dashes forward. When he comes to an abrupt stop in front of the Doragon, a huge gust of wind follows and knocks over the weaker fighters that were nearby. Yogu throws his fist as hard as he can at his enemy, aiming for the gut. If it makes contact, there's an audible crunch and a spray of blood comes from his knuckle. Whatever fingers in that hand that wasn't broken before, certainly were now. Yogu looks surprised by his broken hand, and then realizes all the changes that happened to him. " What the hell happened to me?! WHAT'S GOING ON, WHY AM I SO TALL?!" Yogu senses his energy and is now even more shocked. " WHY?! HOW?! I LOOK SO WEIIIIIIIRD..." He jumps back, just now noticing his increased speed. " Woah..." He picks up the hilt of the kendo stick with his non-broken hand. " Well I think you're fate is sealed here, prick. You're not gonna win this. Give up or you're gonna have to build a new suit from scratch."
OOC: Through pure rage, Yogu goes beyond his limits and transforms into his Konatsian Spirit form.
PL Damage Total: 0% + Broken Hand and Fingers
PL Total: 195,951
KP Total: 1/7 -> 1/3
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Post by Nashi on Nov 2, 2018 1:48:49 GMT -6
”You sure do complain a lot for someone about to lose!” Wait, wouldn’t those who lose be more likely to complain? ”Yeah!”
But complaining wasn’t the only thing the Arcosian was capable of, no. No, he was also capable of… taunting? Perhaps calling it that was too kind. It wasn’t so much taunting as ‘mentioning’ how battle royales worked and hoping that, in some capacity, this was spooky. And perhaps it might have been, but the reaction came two days too late and next post two days late.
Uh oh, was Polaire charging up an attack?
Yes.
Yes, he was.
Either that or his finger turned into a lightbulb.
”I’ll be prepared!” Nashi didn’t really think about the specifics of the wording all that much— why would he? He was a two-year-old in a battle!— but he wouldn’t have agreed that they’d be ‘turning on him’. It was supposed to be a free-for-all battle, after all: Nashi was fully expecting to deck Yogu in the schnozz a bunch! And perhaps, to hopefully a considerably lesser extent, get the same in turn.
Uh oh, definitely not a lightbulb! But at least it was blue. ”Aw, I might have to start trying…”
Accessing more of his energy used to be so much of a hassle. It used to be that even using it was deeply painful. It used to be the case that he’d have to keep fighting to keep his adrenaline up to dull this pain… but, with time, the pain faded as his mastery over the form grew. The adrenaline faded faster but, hey, that’s neither here nor there. Regardless, with no real effort, nor pain, nor any visible change bar an explosion of blue ki, Nashi had momentarily unshackled his true power.
”’Two minutes’, you say?
Intense Struggle activated! New PL: 110,072
”I bet I can put you in a worse shape in one!”
Nashi spun the Power Pole around, slowly elongating it as if through centripetal force alone before, finally, smashing it away like a bat to a baseball, straight out of the ring!
Nashi used the Power Pole’s special ability for a (flavourful) SU1 Afterimage!
”Hehe, homerun! But that still gives me ‘bout fifty seconds to beat y—” Kanrin had vanished entirely! Nashi looked around, but he was nowhere to be seen. Nashi hadn’t connected the dots, but Uspo didn’t seem to be around at all either. ”... Oh. I guess I scared him off.”
Nashi’s attention was moved to Yogu’s and Garon’s brawl when he heard his name. Frankly, a few moments later, it would’ve been hard to not notice their fight, in particular Yogu, whose aura seemed to take up most of the Senbyō’s vision.
”Whoah!” He’s so powerful! Or, at least Nashi was assuming that. He still couldn’t sense ki, but it was pretty clear to see if aura played a part. Yogu’s gotten so much stronger recently! How is this possible? Why aren’t I that strong?! It was annoying, certainly, but that didn’t mean he was to be an annoyance to their fight. No, he’d need to fight someone else. He scanned the arena, settling for…
Oh wait nevermind, he isn’t in the arena. I guess he’d have to intrude on their fight, then!
But that brought up the question: with whom was he supposed to side? Or, perhaps more appropriately: who was he supposed to beat up?
And, soon enough, this question’s answer was made obvious. ”Oi, elf-dude!” He greeted himself to this new konatsian by extending his Power Pole and bringing it down in a whacking motion on the ‘stranger’! ”There’s more where that came from until you bring back Yo!”
It's hard to get back in the spirit of posting, but I did it. In a surprisingly long post, too.
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Post by Garon on Nov 12, 2018 11:05:35 GMT -6
Well, if Garon hadn't succeeded in thoroughly aggravating Yogu before, he certainly had now. Garon ignored all of Yogu's insults again, all of which the Doragon considered to be as empty as the guy's head. Who did this guy think he was trying to impress? Although of all people, Garon shouldn't have been the one insulting someone on their long, heroic, speeches he was too blinded by his own pride to see the irony. "Do you really think I'm in the wrong here?", Garon asked in the middle of Yogu's insult-laden lecture. "Whatever. I don't care if you hate me- it really isn't that important right now.". As Garon said that he turned his back to Yogu and began walking away, initially aiming to bait an attack out of the guy. "When you're finished with your little speech, just give me the word so you can break your fingers some more.". But in the middle of his little walk he froze. "WHAT"
His scouter had to be broken. That was the only valid explanation. Yogu's Power Level DEFINITELY did not just spike up- not by that much. But as Garon turned around he found that unfortunately for him, his scouter was working just as intended. "HOLY-", Garon exclaimed, but before he could finish the statement a bigger, stronger Yogu had planted his fist into Garon's gut, knocking all the wind out of him and launching him into a faraway pillar that two other fighters happened to be fighting on top of. The pillar collapsed as everyone nearby moved their fights away from the rubble- that is, except for the Doragon caught underneath all of it.
At that exact moment, a lot of thoughts and feelings were running through Garon's head. Take, for instance, a feeling of disappointment, as in the back of his head he knew that he hardly stood a chance against... whatever the hell Yogu had turned into. Or another thought: the realization that after all the trash he'd talked towards Yogu, he was about to pay for it. But he wasn't going to let it happen. He refused to lose here. Not because he wanted that ornate armor, but because of the uncontrollable, unending rage that was bubbling up inside him. He'd broken Yogu's kendo stick, he'd broken Yogu's fingers...
And now it was time to break him. "GOD"
"DA͞M̸MIT̀"
[UT] Boiling Point used! New PL: 160,150/32,030
With a cry of rage, Garon shot out of the rubble like a shooting star, aimed directly at Yogu. If Nashi was even remotely in the way, the Doragon would yell "MOVE.", with very little warning about what was to come next beyond that single word. Upon impact, Garon would attempt to plant his armored leg into Yogu's chest as a bit of payback for that last hit. He'd follow up by cranking his jets up to 100%, hopefully slamming both him and Yogu into the ground. But he wasn't finished just yet. Garon would attempt to then jump up and use his jets to propel himself downwards, dropping like a fifty ton weight onto Yogu's ribcage. And then he'd try to do it again. And then again. And then again. And then again, one last time, before shooting up into the sky.
[RACIAL] Vigor used! New PL: 224,210/32,030
Garon OPENED the palm of his usable hand and extended his arm to the sky. A gray orb formed in his palm, growing bigger and bigger in size. By the time it was finished growing, it eclipsed a decent chunk of the arena. "YEAH, I'M NOT DEALING WITH YOUR BULLSHIT ANYMORE. YOU'RE DONE!", he yelled, launching the gigantic ki orb at his opponent, pouring all of his strength into a single attack in a desperate attempt to overwhelm this new strength from his opponent.
[SIG] Hydrogan Bomb fired at Yogu for 298,199 PL worth of damage!
But he'd jumped the gun. Even if his attack was successful, Garon's fight was over as soon as he'd ended his assault.
Mere moments after launching his attack, Garon noticed a very alarming message popped up on his visor... > THREE (3) FATAL ERRORS HAVE OCCURRED:
>ENERGY STABILIZERS HAVE REACHED CRITICAL CONDITIONS
>FLIGHT JETS HAVE BEEN FULLY DEPLETED
>ENERGY LEVELS CRITICALLY LOW - INITIATING SLEEP MODE
"Uhhhh... that's not good.", an exhausted Doragon muttered. He fell from the sky, landing not-so-peacefully on a rock, and found himself unable to move his body...
I like the thing that Nashi does where he does all the calculations mid-post so I'm doing that now
KP: -1/3 + high damage = effectively KO'd. Feel free to skip me in the turn order, but tag me if you'd like to include me back in.
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Post by Kanrin on Nov 14, 2018 14:33:01 GMT -6
Kanrin doesn't actually have an action here, so back to Yogu! I'll be dipping out of post order until the fight is done.
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Post by Om-Yogu on Nov 15, 2018 0:46:04 GMT -6
Suddenly, Nashi lashes out at Yogu, calling him elf-dude and telling him to bring back himself? It was very confusing. " Nashi what the HFIL are you talking about?! I AM Yogu- AGH!" Yogu takes a blow to the head, and his vision glows blurry for a moment, then focusing back up. " If you want to fight, fine then!" Yogu was about to focus in more on Nashi, but he senses Garon getting back up. Shortly after, the doragon is screaming. Yogu jumps away from Nashi and turns back to Garon. " Are you still talking asshole? Just go away! You've already lost- Oh shit." Suddenly Garon's energy spikes up! Before Yogu could even react, he was out of the rubble and screaming at Nashi to get away. Yogu was getting prepared for the attack, but nothing could've prepared him for what happened next. He didn't really know what was happening and was pretty sure he had blacked out for a few seconds. He could feel pieces of his ribcage floating through his body, completely detached. He was coughing up blood and Garon was charging up an attack above. " Wh-What...? What's happening? What can I do against this?" Garon's power surges even more, and he has practically given up, hoping that the attack doesn't hit hard enough to have him pass on and be reborn back on Earth. Then, it was like Yogu wasn't in control of his body. If he could describe it, it would be like he was outside of his body, watching himself stand up. When he gets to his feet, he just stands there. Waiting. When the Gray Orb is finally released from Garon's hand, Yogu chuckles. "P͖̳a̵̬͎̯̜̯͔t̯̹̲̤͔he̱̖̣̭͟ti͙̯ͅc҉̮̮." Yogu's voice is noticeably deeper now, but that wasn't really the most notable change. All of Yogu's ki was being sent into his broken fist! There was so much to the point that it had to overflow into the rest of his arm. "FINAL..." This was Yogu's only chance to beat Garon. If the attack managed to push through and land, then there was no way he could survive. But his own survival didn't matter to Yogu. He was dead set on not letting Garon win. " I won't let this bastard win... NO MATTER THE COST!"
"KI..." The massive Orb of Grey Ki swallowed Yogu's vision. It was about to hit him now. " Just a little more time... If I can time this right, I still have a chance!" The Orb was about to reach him now, he could feel the intense heat coming from it. " Almost there... JUST SLOW DOWN YOU STUPID ORB!" Yogu feels a sharp crack in his body as another rib breaks, and for a moment his charge starts to fade away. " NO!" In a sudden and desperate burst of power, the ki comes back and his fist begins to overflow with pure energy! He had finally done it, the attack was charged! He takes a final deep breath, just as the Orb is about to touch his nose and... "OVERDRIIIIIIIIIVE!" His fist collides with the Orb, and the struggle begins. Yogu can feel the ground shake beneath his feet, but that was secondary to the incredible amount of pain he was putting his arm through. " Better my arm rather than my whole body... heh..." Just as Yogu begins to feel the flesh on his arm burn away, it goes numb. His fist has only stopped the Orb from pressing forward now. " Damn it... I HAVE TO SEND IT BACK!" Yogu begins to press forward and is immediately met with tons of pushback. " GET OUT OF MY WAY YOU STUPID ORB!" "GRAHHHHHHH!" With a primal scream, Yogu pushes forward with all he has, and the orb begins to get sent back. He rises up in the air, pushing forward and blasting the orb back at Garon! But, Yogu still keeps pressing forward and bursts through the orb! He comes face to face with Garon and hits him over the head with what little ki he has left, sending him into the ground! When the dust clears, Yogu's arm is a burnt and broken noodle. His bone is exposed on his knuckle and there's a lot of ghostly blood dripping from the wound. " That's what you get... Tin can bastard..." With barely any energy left, Yogu falls and crashes into the destroyed battlefield below. From what he could see while he fell, most of the fighters were blown away from the clash. That wasn't really important to Yogu right now though, because he crashes into the ground, and he crashes hard. But, he survived. His vision was going dark, but he survived. " N-No... I can't lose yet... I HAVE TO PROVE GARON WRONG!" Using the rest of his energy, Yogu forces himself to stay conscious, coming back from the brink. " Hey Nashi, if you're there, can you be a little fair and give me a minute?"
OOC: HOLY LONG POST! Yogu DIGS DEEP to use [SIG] Final Ki Overdrive! It deals 324,681 PL Damage! It Clashes with [SIG] Hydrogan Bomb and wins, dealing 26,482 Damage to Garon!
KP Total: 1/3 -> -2/3
PL Damage: Shattered Arm, Broken Ribs, and Dig Deep damage. So probably around 170% Damage. |
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Post by Nashi on Nov 15, 2018 9:04:43 GMT -6
If, by the time you read this, there's a post above this one by Fospha, ignore it. I made the post in the wrong account— it's 2am, what do you expect?
The HFIL’s happening!?
There was a lot to take in, which was difficult to fully understand.
First of all, apparently the blue elf dude was Yogu! It was amazing to think such a thing. They seemed like they were of entirely different species; it seemed like some external force had overcome Yogu’s body— but, no, that would come later. Then again, saying that you were Yogu would be exactly what a malevolent force who took over Yogu’s body would say… nah, that was sort of silly, wasn’t it? Perhaps Nashi had been watching— or, given how dead he was, had watched— too much television, that sort of thing never happened. No, by Occam’s Razor, Nashi could tell that Yogu transforming into an elf was perfectly logical and believable. O-Oh, sorry Yo!” Hopefully the blow to the head (as well as all that other good damage Garon had been contributing) would resulting in Yogu forgetting that little blunder on Nashi’s part.
Garon had been getting quite temperamental; he and Yogu really didn’t seem to like each other. They’ve both been shouting, and bringing about massive surges of ki and, well, in general, being quite silly. Nashi had to wonder if the two had met before.
The dragon shouted at the cat to move and, not especially understanding the situation, he flew right out of the way. It was just as well, two, with all the jet-fueled pummelling that commenced. And, then? Garon formed a massive ball of grey ki and threw it straight at Yogu!
But perhaps he had made his judgement too soon. That voice that came from ‘Yogu’... was not Yogu’s.
The ball of ki came smashing down, and Yogu punched it, the absolute madlad! Nashi watched on in shock; Yogu got so bloody seemingly every time he fought, which seemed entirely unnecessary to the Senbyō.
In the end, Garon was basically out and Yogu would have been the same if not for that last wedge of defiance against the ‘tincan bastard’. ”Y-Yo, that does not look good!” Nashi wasn’t especially squeamish, nor all that knowledgeable in biology, but even he knew that bones generally shouldn’t be visible. ”I’m definitely not gonna wanna fight you like that, bro! You should really get a doctor to, er…”
Yogu wasn’t the only one in the ring. No, there was also Garon. ”I’ll deal with the— er, I don’t think he’ll be able to get back up.” Point being, the Doragon certainly wasn’t going to win. Yogu had nothing to fear. ”Do you need me to pick you and whoever that was out of the ring? Can you move?”
Nashi is offering to help his friends get into the arms of medical professionals, because all that damage can’t be good. He doesn’t believe either are really capable of continuing combat and that he’s basically won— but he doesn’t care about that, because his friend is in pain!
[7/7KP]
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Post by Om-Yogu on Nov 16, 2018 1:15:22 GMT -6
Yogu laid there, taking deep, heavy breaths. He needed to really calm down and rest a minute. He'd be back up in fighting shape within a couple minutes! But Nashi seemed really worried, for some reason. " Nahhh... It looks fine, man. It's just a little scratch- AH!" Yogu hadn't actually gotten a good look at his arm. It'd take a lot more than Kanrin's healing to fix that. Luckily, it was still numb from the struggle, so he'd be able to fight a little bit longer! But weirdly enough, Nashi didn't want to fight Yogu. " What do you mean you're not gonna fight me? I'm perfectly fine! Kanrin is gonna heal this up no problemo! Worst case scenario I'll feel it for a few seconds before Kanrin heals me. I-I can still keep going. I'm in perfect health- BLARG!" Blood sprays from Yogu's mouth as a piece of rib stab into him. " KAMI DAMN HE MESSED MY RIBS UP!" Then Nashi confirmed that Garon wouldn't be getting back up. " Oh, THANK KAMI! I couldn't fight him much longer than that. Man, I FEEL GREAT!" Nashi then asks if Yogu is gonna need help up, or if he can even move. " Uhh... One second let me check." Yogu's body shakes intensely just from him putting his arm up. His vision goes blurry and he almost passes out. It's as if his body is screaming at him to stop. " Y-Yeah I can move!" After a full minute, he gets himself to sit up. Now he could finally see the destruction their clash caused. Any pillars that were still standing were decimated. The fact that people were still willing to sit in the stands and not run for safety was amazing to Yogu. Then again, they were already dead so what'd they have to worry about? Another couple of minutes pass and he's standing. " Wow! Garon and I really destroyed this place, huh? ... Anyways, how do you want to do this? Seems like we're the last two left. If you're still worried about me, here's some proof that I'm fine!" Yogu began to flow into his only relatively undamaged limb, his left leg. " KI FOCU- AGHH! THAT'S THE RIBS! DEFINITELY THE RIBS!" Another spurt of blood comes from Yogu's mouth, in a rather brutal fashion. " Gimme a sec... Just need to make sure the pieces of rib stays in one place."
OOC: Yogu refuses help, and demands that Royal Rumble continues! He's also acting quite bizarre after the intense clash.
KP Total: -2/3 -> -1/3 |
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Post by Nashi on Nov 17, 2018 0:57:49 GMT -6
”Just… d-don’t move, OK?” This was quite scary for Nashi, as he was sure it was for Yogu. He’d never seen his friend so close to death, other than—
Anyway.
Nashi drops down to his 1x due to the combat basically being over. For Now™.
New PL: 55,036
It seemed like Yogu really wanted to fight, despite his state. Nashi didn’t doubt that Yogu would be fine after Kanrin healed him— OK, maybe he doubted it a bit— but he was far more concerned with what happened to Yogu before that happened. Nashi wanted Yogu to get healed immediately; even if numb, it couldn’t have been painless.
”You really shouldn’t exert yourself until you get healed, you might—” One of two possibilities must have been actuality: either Yogu really wanted that Battle Armour, or he really wanted to fight. Going all out, never giving in, that sort of thing. Nashi understood both, but respected most of all the latter. ”— I’m not actually going to change your mind, am I?” Nashi smiled. ”I’d like to let you know that what you’re doing is really stupid.” The smile deepened. ”I’d also like to let you know that I’d do the same.”
Seeing what would happen before it happened, Nashi looked away before Yogu’s spurt and shout of pain. ”I don’t wanna throw you out as you are now; it’d be way too easy, and prolly really painful for ya. When you’re ready to fight, we can fight.” Nashi put the Power Pole back into its ‘scabbard’. ”But don’t think I’ll let you win just because of this!”
It’s annoying how I have to let Yogu recover when Nashi could yeet him now, but Nashi’s good sportsmanship is really getting in the way of getting dat armor >:(
[3/3KP]
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Post by Om-Yogu on Nov 19, 2018 21:29:36 GMT -6
Nashi was going to continue to convince Yogu, but pauses. He then realizes Yogu probably wasn't going to stop. " Yeah." Nashi also lets him know what he was doing was really stupid. A grin spreads across his face. " Yeah." Another crack and some blood sprays from Yogu's mouth. Then Nashi says he would do the same. " Hahaha! Then why are you protesting?" He gets into a fighting stance and begins marching forward when Nashi said he could start when he was ready. " Then we'll start now- ASGFAH!" Blood vomits out of his mouth after he began to run. " Okay, okay... I think I might need another minute... Sorry..." He stumbles back for a moment. Nashi reminds Yogu not to think he'll just let him win. " I-I don't expect you to! I want a CHALLENGE!" He puts his fists into the air! But then his vision gets blurry and he falls over on his back. Slowly through this process, the numbness spread through his body until he couldn't support his legs anymore. His vision completely darkened and his head hurt. " Ah shit, is this what bleeding out feels like? Ah, Kami Damn it... Sorry, Nashi..." It seems like that wound was a little too big... His Konatsian look disappears and he goes back to normal. Yogu seems to have lost consciousness from blood loss due to his wounds! It doesn't seem like he'll be able to fight anymore.
OOC: Didn't want to drag this out, so I'll be out of the turn order unless Kanrin heals Yogu.
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Post by Kanrin on Nov 20, 2018 13:57:42 GMT -6
THE ROYAL RUMBLE ABOVE THE CLOUDS| Kanrin's PL: 1,500 |
The fight had taken an unexpected turn with Yogu turning into some sort of... well, a Konatsian. He knew the young man had Konatstian blood in him, but he didn't for a moment think he was capable of such a transformation. It was something he would probably need to inquire on later, especially given how aggressive he had become when it happened. Not that he could really blame him: it sounded as if the Doragon he was up against was being quite irritating in his own way. Unfortunately, in the final exchange between the pair, it seemed both were effectively out of the fight, leaving just Nashi remaining as the winner. While he was all but ready to declare the Senbyo as the victor, something stayed his hand: it seemed Nashi was intent on finding his friend some help, while Yogu demanded the fight continue. Granted, he was acting a little bizarre, but it would be almost more cruel to let the fight end on such a depressing note. After a moment of debate, the Shinjin flew down from the stands and into the arena itself. He knelt down to the unconscious Yogu and allowed a flicker of golden healing magic to appear in his hands. Slowly but surely, the magic would wash over the young man in an effort to heal the worst of his wounds. It wasn't perfect, but it would at least do for now.
"This fight is more or less over," he spoke quietly. "So I'll let you two choose if you want to end it here, or if you want to take a moment to recover and end with one last duel between the two of you. I don't want anyone to leave here with their pride broken."
Kanrin heals Yogu for 21,514 PL!
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Post by Nashi on Nov 21, 2018 1:29:09 GMT -6
More of the same: Yogu was in a seriously poor state.
”Because, dear friend, I know you shouldn’t be doing it.” Just like how, deep down, Nashi knew that when he did it, he probably shouldn’t be. But in those cases, it was justified, or he’d like to think that, due to all the terrible things that would happen should he fail. Here, though, Yogu’s only loss would be some armour and whatever other prizes Kanrin had set up… Nashi was of the opinion that the armour would look better on him, anyway.
But Yogu definitely wanted to fight, and he wanted to fight immediately. But an immediate fight wasn’t what he was getting, judging by how he collapsed and reverted back to his ‘human’ appearance.
Nashi tried and failed to catch Yogu before he met the ground.
It seemed then, that he would win. It was sorta lame, though, as Nashi wouldn’t be afraid of admitting. He barely did any whacking the entire tournament; he only stuck in his corner and let the two big guys take each other out. Was that supposed to be a victory? It certainly didn’t feel like it. The good thing was, the healing Kanrin had arrived to present a solution to his dilemma. ”If you can get him to a state in which I won’t feel sorry for beating him up in, I’ll be quite grateful! Otherwise it’s not so much a victory as a charity, hehe.”
Nashi smiled and brought his power back up again.
Intense Struggle activated with ease! New PL: 110,072.
During the entire ‘Royal Rumble’, Nashi had scarcely been hit at all. Not with anything that hurt, anyway. Perhaps, soon, that could change. ”Hey, Yo, welcome back! You still in this? 'Cos, if so... I want you to hit me as hard as you can. You got that? As hard as you can. I wanna see what you can do! And I promise I won’t even dodge, OK?”
I’m pretty sure you can’t enter Permanent forms without full ki, so Intense Struggle vs Intense Struggle seems the way we’ll be doing this… although, that won’t be all too kind to your KP, so I dunno.
The Royal Rumble continues!
[7/7KP]
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Post by Om-Yogu on Nov 27, 2018 0:54:26 GMT -6
Note: Forgot to mention this in the previous post but Yogu would've dropped his transformation when he passed out, if you guys want the healing done in his x3 form since the drop to base form wasn't mentioned in my previous post I will change it.
If Yogu had to be honest, he was pissed at himself. How could he let himself lose to some asshole like Garon?! Sure the argument might've seemed petty to most, but the Doragon had broken Yogu down into something he refused to believe he was. A meathead who was given all his strength. This is what drove the hybrid to go beyond his limits and unlock that strange elf-like form. The fact that somebody had the audacity to say he was given his strength after all his hardships had angered him even more than when he saw what the Stargoons did to the place he lived most of his life. Was this not very hero-like and self-centered to get mad at what people say about him? Probably. But something deep down inside Yogu made him want to prove Garon wrong. Surely he could get back up through pure willpower alone, right? Right? But, that wasn't the case. The harsh reality was that no matter how much power he got, he'd still lose. And he'd keep losing. It was like there was a voice in the back of his head, constantly telling him about how much of a failure he was... Even as he awoke and forced himself to his feet, he carried the body language of someone who just lost. " Damn it... Why can't I ever win without someone else's help..." There was no more pieces of rib floating and randomly stabbing into his body anymore, and most of his knuckle was back under recently regenerated flesh. He had been healed. It made sense, Kanrin was standing right there so that had to have been the case. The Shinjin asks if they should declare Nashi the winner or give Yogu a minute to rest and continue the fight. " I DON'T NEED A MINUTE DAMN IT!" Yogu suddenly shouts, holding back tears. Was he really that much of a failure? Did he really need to be treated like some weak kid who needs breaks in the middle of training? Even Nashi, his friend, was treating him like a pathetic kid. He was giving him a free punch! If even his friends were taking pity on him, then he couldn't even pretend to not be a failure anymore. Despite the thought running through his mind over and over again, telling him to give up, he doesn't. Was this the human spirit pushing him beyond both his physical and mental limits, or had he fallen into the comic book hero clichés? Yogu begins to shout, tears flooding down his face. " SH-SHUT UP NASHI! DON'T GIVE ME THAT BULLSHIT! WE'RE EQUALS, RIGHT? THEN DON'T GIVE ME FREE PUNCHES, AND DON'T HOLD BACK!" Yogu swings his fist at Nashi, trying to transform into the Konatsian Form just like he would his old transformation mid-punch. "AHHHHHHH!" But it didn't happen, instead, his fist lands with a soft thump. The punch wouldn't even hurt a fly. Yogu would punch again, and again. Each time, the punches were just as slow and pathetic as the last. " I'm... GONNA WIN!"
OOC: Sorry for the wait, was busy with Earth shenanigans. Yogu would've been healed for about 33% if he was in Base Form when the healing happened. This would put him around the 140% Range for PL Damage.
KP Total: 0/3 -> 1/3
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Post by Nashi on Dec 9, 2018 0:59:20 GMT -6
Nashi remembered why he let Yogu win their past fight (no, the other one); he did not take defeat well. Nashi understood, of course, he didn't like losing either, but this was a competition (mostly) among friends. There were no Goons, only those who wished you prosperity.
Nashi was pitying his friend, though he was trying his best not to show it. Of course he was pitting him, he was in pain! He did want the fight to end, but knew that Yogu simply wouldn't accept that… besides, Nashi wanted to win too. I bet I can hide sweets in the armour!
Nashi considered powering down, but how would Yogu take that? What manner of insult would it be, for your friend to actively limit himself just to spar you? No, his power was staying where it was. He was only concerned for what he'd be doing with it.
"Fine. No free punches." With ease, Nashi weaved in and out of Yogu's attacks in an attempt to make it look like they might have needed dodging (though they really, really didn't), even blocking one attack that also could have been stopped by a Mosquitos breathing it away. "So if you won't take the free punch, I will!" There it was, a classic Nashi quip! Yogu would have heard a few of those, from all their spars together and even back during the Badman-ification. Did this mean Yogu was about to have his ass handed to him?! Yes. It did. "On you, I mean. I'm not gonna punch myself." The last time he punched himself, he met Konpa… and then she disappeared soon after. Maybe she was a figment of his imagination, brought on by accidental self-imposed head trauma? "And, well, I'm not going to punch either, I'm going to bring out a Blue Br— ANYWAY."
Nashi jumped back, away from Yogu's punchlings. The arena was empty of all but them; the winner was going to be Yogu or Nashi, and neither were going to let it be the other. "No more free punches!" he repeated, a playful grin spread over his face. He had something in mind. "No, your punches are gonna cost ya! And if you don't punch back, it's gonna cost a whole lot more!"
Nashi moved the Power Pole in a sweeping, circular motion around him. His aura started to compact, growing more powerful but smaller. If anyone in the audience knew of the blue hero and could sense ki, they'd be able to tell you what this was soon to result in:
More quips.
And also a Blue Bro Ball.
But mostly the quip thing.
"Come on, make your skin the best colour again, you…" He wanted to defeat Yogu at his best, and apparently his best was a blue elf. Considering how it happened last time, he'd prolly need to anger Yogu, so Nashi needed an angering insult, hopefully one that Yogu wouldn't hold against him later. "… You ninkenpoopie!" Perfect! "'Cos if you don't, you'll lose… like you did in Satan City." That'll get him real riled up! Sorry, Yogu.
Ki moved from Nashi's legs and torso up down his arm, finally resting around his hand (the unpoled one). It was forming an all-too-familiar sphere of light. "Your only option here is to power up and beat me up, OK? SO DO IT! If you want any chance of victory, punch through this! Blue, Bro, Ball!" With a single, powerful motion, Nashi threw it straight at the mostly-human!
[N1] Blue Bro Ball used! 36,324PL incoming! Intent: unconscious-ify!
Yogu could probably dodge it, yeah, but Nashi wasn't hoping for that. He was hoping for Yogu to get that power back and use one of those Ki Focuses to punch through the Blue Bro Ball and straight into Nashi. After that? They could have a real fight!
Alternatively, Yogu is gonna get either hit and might get knocked out (so win) or he wastes energy jumping to the side (putting Nashi in a very good position, so basically win).
"Prove the doubt wrong! Show me your power, or you'll taste mine!"
tl;dr: Nashi tries to help in the least helpful way imaginable.
Thanks, Nashi.
[6/7KP]
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KANRIN - Shinjin
