Post by Lord Boreal on Oct 20, 2018 11:55:00 GMT -6
He recognized this area. It was the same general place that he had fought Mumbo....
He floated down, Radar in hand, and stared at the goat.
"At this point, having spoken to Mumbo, I don't expect that I can convince you to change. You glorify evil far more than I can ever condone. Call me good, call me evil, I don't think we're going to get along. So... hand over the orbs or I will take them from you."
Lifting his hand, he waited for Chamil's response.
And then, when she refused... the fight would begin.
Even now, a few bits of grayish-pink majin goop littered the scene of the crime. The winds stirred with dust and debris, a golden cape billowing in the wind beside them. Chamil's form knelt low over a large crater in the ground, unmoving as her would-be killer approached. Chamil held a small piece of grayish metal in her palms, closing a fist over it. "...That's it?"The demon's head raised, still turned away from Boreal. Her tone was quiet, barely audible to the Arcosian behind her. "After what you did to me- To him..." She growled, hunching over. The wind began to pulse and stir, the dark clouds orbiting above drizzling a light rain below. "...You ran. You ran like the weak coward we all knew you were. You killed͠ h̶ím̨ and yoų̶ R̡̀͠A̛͢͏N̴̕͜."
Gold ki flickered from the devil's body- if only for a moment. Her head had turned to eye her hated foe, her cheek discolored and wet. There would be no dramatic speeches, no questions asked. No explaining, no mercy. Chamil put a hand on her knee as she pushed herself to her feet, sucking in a breath like poison. She never turned her body to face Boreal- the Stargoon already knew what was coming. "Don't even think of questioning, negotiating, manipulating-- trying to play me like you have everyone else." She turned her head to face Boreal now, jaws jagged and revealing nothing but darkness in her jowls and wide eyes, blank as void.
"...Come on, then, let's get this over with. Try me, I dare you, weakling." Her body followed, small wisps of energy flying from Chamil's form. There was no backup, no games. Just her facing down the judge, jury, and executioner- No Ramen or Nashua to follow through with their bargain, no Bosmika to support her, no Maple or Mumbo in sight. Chamil's heart hammered in her chest, her rows of teeth too long for comfort bared at her worst enemy. She knew exactly what attack Boreal would use- at this point anyone could read his combat tactics like a book. Her fists clenched, eyes narrowed with bitter hate despite a tinge of glassiness. Boreal wasn't all he was made up to be, was he? He was a weakling, a conniving and yellow-bellied craven. Chamil's frown slowly shifted into a grin.
She wasn't going to fall here to someone like him. Not when she was stronger- when she had something to fight for.
Post by Lord Boreal on Oct 20, 2018 15:15:03 GMT -6
Killed him...? What the hell was Chamil on about? Mumbo had been alive, last he saw. No matter. He couldn't afford to justify or reason here. He couldn't falter here....
Eyes shadowed, Boreal's mind flickered back.
He saw Brench. Cities under the bright sun, people walking and laughing. The heads of the Trade Unions celebrating the years since the last fatal pirate attack on their lines. Those few that still preyed on the shipping lines knew what happened if you killed someone. He saw the children laughing, the citizens working and living and moving along....
and then he saw Badman City.
He saw the chaos, the bloodshed, the twisted mockery of everything he held dear. The corruption, seeping from the very heart of the city. His lips pulled back in a snarl. "No. No negotiating. Not with you."
Chamil and Mumbo glorified in their evil. They were the pinnacle of everything he despised, and for no other reason than they wanted to.
His eyes hardened. Shifting into his style's pose, his tail curled up and shot forwards as his body grew and bulked.
Chamil's eyes closed as Boreal's beam rushed forwards. Honestly, she expected him to go on one of his usual monologues, but this was an acceptable change of pace. The demon extended a hand forwards, a shrill screech echoing from her mouth as her palm and Boreal's blast clashed, a pain surging through her palm. Still, the goat's eyes remained determined and fiery as before. "Do you think it'll be THAT EASY?!?" She roared, twisting her arm to the side to deflect the blast and send it careening astray into the boulders behind them.
Debris and dust stirred as Boreal's attack struck the rubble behind them, briefly sending a surge of smoke covering the arena. By the time it began to fade, the goat would have dashed right up into Boreal's face, glaring daggers into his own icy eyes. "Unlike you, bastard, I'm frank in what I do." She raised a knee back, aiming to deck the Arcosian in the face before swiftly motioning with her arms to grab him by the tail and toss him away! "...You're more of a M͏҉O̵N͢S͘T͢E̵͠R than I can dream to be!"
Chamil activates her x4 - GOON DOOM! Her PL is now 264,000! Chamil uses [SU2] Sabal Palm to deflect the [UP2] FROST BLAST! KP is now 1/3.
Post by Lord Boreal on Oct 20, 2018 16:45:01 GMT -6
"If you are all so determined to cast me as the villain...." Boreal's eyes were dark as he swept his arm up, catching the knee with his palm and shoving her back. As her hands gripped his tail, he swung it about, scything towards her throat with the spikes. "Then fine. I have done nothing to deserve it, but very well. I have never lied, Chamil. I spoke to you before I saw Badman City." "I didn't lie, Chamil. I honestly wanted to be allies with you. I honestly liked you. I still do."
"But if I let you go, here and now... every death and every sin you commit in the name of your "Stargoons" is on my hands. Badman City still suffers. My people are in danger, and for them I would walk without pause to the executioner's block. So..."
He spun, sharply, and whipped his hand up. From his palm, energy surged, shudders and flares running along his limb as his eyes narrowed, teeth grit with the effort. He had a fraction of his Ki remaining. So... he would just have to dig deeper. He pushed, feeling leaving his extremities as he scraped and begged for every last drop of Ki he could find.
"Tell Mumbo I'm sorry when you get there."
And the world went monochrome as Boreal thrust his hands forwards, screaming with the effort and the strain as he threw out his attack. "CONQUEROR'S BARRAGE!"
The arrow-like blasts split from the orb in his palm, spiraling and twisting with enough force to almost devastate a planet. The air whirled, as clouds were blown apart, energy licking off Boreal like the heart of a storm. He closed his eyes as he fell back, exhausted, body aching and limbs half-numb. I'm sorry... but this was the only way it was going to end.
Boreal's words fell on deaf ears as the wind began to pick up. Chamil could hear nothing but the ring of her ears and the hammer of her heart. She raised one of her lowered palms, sucking in a slow breath. In it rested a small capsule, Bosmika's signature resting on the pill. Her eyes closed as the ringing intensified, and her grip cracked the container... Eyes flashed gold, and the demon rushed forwards with renewed energy. "I TOLD YOU--" The energy in her palms struggled against each blast. With each strike of the arrow-like ki, she staggered further backwards, blood spewing like a geyser from her body. "I WON'T--" Her feet dug into the ground, and her ki exploded. The ground trembled as fresh tears again billowed from Chamil's sunken eyes.
"--GO DOWN THAT EASILY!!!"
The column of gold soared high, piercing the cosmos above and stirring the debris once more. When the smoke faded, only the sound of breathing remained. Her legs shook, her body screamed. Still, the demon smiled. She wasn't out yet. She was going to die, her mind told her again... But if she was going out, she would go out in the way of a Stargoon, and make those that stood behind her still proud... Briefly, images of Nashua, Choco, Ramen, and more flashed in her vision. What would they think of her after all this?
The goat took a step forwards towards Boreal, grinning still despite her glassy eyes and wet cheeks, raising a shaking finger to beckon him forwards. "...Want to try again for a Zeni?" Her other hand, limp, bloodied, and shaking at her side, tapped at a sparking device in her palm.
Soon enough, Majin Mumbo 's Goonbuster Pager™ would buzz. > Hey > Thank you being my friend > ill misS you
Chamil uses her REPAIR PILL! KP is 3/3. Chamil uses WRATH to buff her attack by +x1! Chamil uses [MP3] Clover Cardabomb (330,000 PL) to struggle against, and loose VS Boreal's SIG. Before being struck, Chamil activates her BATTLE ARMOR! Defensive PL is now 330,000. 626,349 (189% DAMAGE TAKEN!!!) KP is now 0/3, and Chamil is on her last leg...
Post by Lord Boreal on Oct 20, 2018 17:21:38 GMT -6
Chamil shot forth a beam, piercing into his own, but it was barely enough to slow his attack down. He watched, eyes narrowed, as the storm washed over her. As the blast traveled towards her, she had... She had used... something, just before she fired. Some sort of... pill...
His mind flashed, suddenly, to the conversation with Bosmika.
"I've been working on harnessing the regenerative abilities of the Namekians, using their blood..." Something like that, anyway...
Apparently, she had done more than fix wounds. She had found a way to replenish Ki as well. Because, despite all odds, Chamil had slowed his attack down JUST enough to stay standing. He sighed.
"I suppose I have to, don't I?"
And he flew forwards, limbs shaking slightly and breath coming in harsh pants, and whipped his leg around to deliver a kick to Chamil's windpipe. She was significantly more wounded than he was, even if he was fairly harshly hurt. At their difference in power, a solid hit should be able to put her down, push her just over the edge. It was brutally painful, but he had little other choice.
As he hopped back from his attack, his bulking dropped, unable to sustain it any longer.
Boreal attempts to finish off Chamil, knocking her out with a blow to the neck! Boreal drops Bulking 576,114/246,906 => 493,812 KP: -2 => -1/3
"Don't be a fool." "If i'M goINg dOWN..." "IM TAKING YOU WITH ME."
Chamil's croak was loud enough as Boreal barrelled towards her. She closed her teary eyes again, one limp arm hanging at her side. Slowly, the markings from her pact with Choco began to disappear, replaced with a black hue. Fur began to fall off the arm in clumps, then shrivels of skin, then blood and bone. When a shrivel of the limb remained, it surged up to meet Boreal's face just as his kick was about to land.
Regardless, she'd give one last shriek as Boreal's kick landed, her form ragdolling away after the Arcosian landed his mark. Her eyes barely remained open, head laying to the side against the floor. "...heh." Her eyes began to close as she watched the blackness on the stump of her arm start to creep up her cheek. "...i guess you were right, guys."
There would be nothing after this. No Ramen, Nashua, or Vocado to sass her. No shoulder of Mumbo's to sob on, and no Choco or Xana to snark at... Chamil's smile faded into a frown. Her eyes closed, and the demon bit her lip as the blackness began to overtake her face.
Chamil's Blood Ruby Activates for an offensive PL of 330,000. She DIGS DEEP to use her SIG. 165,000 PL heading towards Boreal! For the next THREE POSTS, Boreal will take 165,000 DoT damage. Intent to KILL. Chamil has reached -3/0 KP. ----------------------------------------------- She will die next post.
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