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Post by Peppa on Oct 21, 2018 23:45:51 GMT -6
Thread PL: 3940 | Ki Suppression Active: 1| No Transformation Active
She'd been out here for a few days now, it was dry, hot and she was hungry. Why she decided to test how well she could do against the elements was beyond her, but here she was wishing the entire thing was nothing more than a bad dream. If she so wished she could simply just fly out of there, but she needed to see how well she could survive without the use of her powers, hopefully someone close by would come have water on them, but what were the chances that she ran into someone out here in the desert.
"Well this sucks, who invented deserts anyways," She walked slowly and groggily into the distance, not knowing where she was going. Soon enough she saw what she thought was water, it looked like an oasis. It didn't matter, the fact that the glorious liquid was there within her reach meant that she was definitely closer to feeling relief. She pushed as hard as she could, running towards the image she saw.
Once she got close enough though, the image simply disappeared and there was no longer anything for her to hope for. "DAMN IT!!!" she yelled at the top of her lungs before falling backwards into the sand. She laid there staring up into the sunny sky as she baked under it's heat.
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Dosu
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Seething Savagery (x4P) Super Heran (x18/x16T)
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Post by Dosu on Oct 25, 2018 17:20:32 GMT -6
Push Some More
PL: 4650 (weakened boy)
With a long, drawn-out grunt, Dosu emerged from the space pod, kicking the caved-in door away. Blinded by the scorching sun along with the sand reflecting light, he covered his eyes for a moment, feeling the dreaded heat slowly building up within him. It had been a long journey across space and even after his wounds had healed, he felt weak, hungry and thirsty. Like a never-ending hangover, this awakening was rude and already tearing at what little patience he had left. He felt like trashing everything, pillaging and destroying only to pass his frustration on something. However, in this lifeless desert, the only thing he could do was to move forward.
Eventually, he grew accustomed to the light, but his main concern was how thirsty he was. His mouth felt dry and pasty, his only wish was to get a few pints of alcohol down his throat. That being said, even water would do in this situation, but he certainly will not brag about it afterward. In the vast horizon, he appeared to notice a small silhouette walking in the distance. Very keen on not letting this chance to find a way out of the hellhole disappear, he started walking faster, making sure not to waste his already low energy by getting too excited. He would not die here, even if that meant stepping on his pride a bit.
The closer he got, the clearer the silhouette became and at some point, he could detail a feminine figure as well as…a tail. He stopped at this moment, clenching his fist as the recent memories of his lost battle against one of them resurfaced. It could get messy, but dehydration was more of a concern at this moment. Taking that into account, he would approach the target normally while still on high alert. At this point, he was clearly visible to the Saiyan and probably gave the impression of being an old man lost in the desert.
He tried to speak, but the dryness of his mouth made him cough. He tried to spit on the ground but then again, not much was gained from doing that. He resigned himself to point at his mouth and managed to put three words together to tell her:
“Wa…ter. Drink…Thirsty.”
That was the best he could do. He may have walked into a trap, but he didn’t care. He had never been very talented at telling how strong people were upon seeing them.
OOC: Help me, you fool.
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Post by Peppa on Oct 26, 2018 23:55:01 GMT -6
She tried to raise herself up out of the hot sand as she heard the sounds of someone sounding like they were gagging, or choking. She looked around, trying to find the source of the sound with her blurry vision and soon enough crept into view some blue skinned individual with orange hair. He was trying to talk to her but Peppa couldn't make out a word of what he was saying, eventually he managed to spit it out, literally. He wanted and Peppa's throat wasn't so dry she'd laugh at him.
Did it look like she had water? She was laying there in the sand dying, and this guy had the audacity to come and ask her for water. "You... and me both, pal." was all she could muster before falling back into the sand and staring up into the sky again. If, you find some, let me know." There wasn't much else she could do, unless there was some cactus or some other source of water around close by, there were pretty well screwed. Well unless they flew out of there.
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Dosu
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Seething Savagery (x4P) Super Heran (x18/x16T)
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Post by Dosu on Oct 28, 2018 14:03:16 GMT -6
Push Some More
PL: 4650 (weakened boy)
Ugh, what a useless woman. As soon as she made clear that she had nothing on her, he replied with a grunt, scouting the area surrounding them in search for something, anything. He jumped in the sky to increase his field of vision, floating a few seconds as he noticed a few potentially interesting things. What seemed to be an abandoned caravan and much, much farther he found what seemed to be a pond or a small lake. He descended to the ground, looked at her before shrugging. His voice still raged and grainy, he told her:
“Whatever. There’s stuff over there, I’m gonna go look. Feel free to stay there.”
His throat still sore, he coughed again, this time spitting what seemed to be blood. As he started walking, his foot hit something barely buried beneath the sand. A canteen and after shaking it a little, there seemed to be liquid inside. At this point, even if there were literal piss inside, he wouldn’t too picky. Still, he smelled the content, finding no particular order. He turned around to face the Saiyan, agitating the canteen in his hand.
“Hey, loser. Look what I found. Hold on, just lemme get a few swigs, I’ll pass it to you.”
He started drinking straight away, choking once again.
“Ack, *cough*. That shit is scalding hot. Heuch.”
He shook his head, drinking again. And again. And a little more, just to make sure. It tasted like iron, leaving a pretty nasty aftertaste in his mouth. He wiped the dripping water with the back of his hand. He extended his arm to hand her the container but instead emptied it on the ground. With a concerned look, he told her.
“Bleeeh, that water ain’t no good at all. Don’t drink that. Oh, by the way…”
He dropped the canteen before closing in on her, punching her in the gut. “…I got a thing against Saiyans. Hope you don’t mind me taking it out on you, huh?”
Should the hit connect, he’d then try to put his feet on top of her head and drive it down in the puddle of mud that had formed on the ground. With a grin on his face, he added.
“Hey, if you’re still thirsty, you know what to do, right? Fitting for your kind, I’d say.”
It was a clash of pride versus needs. Would she rather die from dehydration rather than face a bit of humiliation?
OOC: This is how you make friends I think
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Post by Peppa on Oct 28, 2018 15:02:31 GMT -6
The sound of movement made her look, she the blue skinned male jumping up into the air, and quite high she might add. Clearly he wasn't normal. This new revelation caused her to sit up a bit more, propping herself up on her elbows and forearms as she squinted into the sky, watching what he was doing. Once he landed he told her that he had found somewhere that he was going to check out, inviting her along. She thought about it, she was against it, but she was thirsty and needed water so she stood to her feet.
Just before they began their trot though, the big bulky guy stopped to pick something up, and is if the gods had been smiling down upon them, he pulled a canteen out of the sand. Well wasn't this just some magnificent stroke of luck. The man shook the canteen, resulting in the sound of moving liquid reaching Peppa's ears which only served make mouth even drier as she craved for the life giving liquid.
"Sure, take your time, just don't drink it all." She sighed and wiped at her brow. She felt like she should be sweating, but she wasn't. She was just hot and that would do her entirely no good at all. She glanced back towards the Heran as she heard him coughing and hacking, great was it poison? No apparently it was just scalding hot. She didn't care she would make it work. She stepped towards him to grab the canteen once he was done only to watch him dump the remainder of the contents into the ground.
She stared at the wet spot in the sand for what seemed like an eternity before the shock from the impact of the punch that suddenly rocked her woke her up. The wind was forcibly sent from her body causing her to start gasping. At this point she wasn't even focusing on what the man was saying to her, she just fell to her knees as she tried to catch her breath. Next came the boot on top of her hand, pressing her face into the burning hot sand. It felt like a bunch of needles pricking her in the face.
No! She refused to be treated like this by anyone, much less some idiot that came out of nowhere and wasted the only water she'd had for days! More so from anger than willpower, the saiyan began to push herself off the ground with enough force that it would throw the man off balance if he didn't take his foot off her.
"WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DEALING WITH?!" Even a tired and dying saiyan had their pride. Peppa was no different. Regardless if the Heran was on his ass or standing Peppa would charge at him, launching a knee at his chin, following up with a round house kick, before entering into a barrage of punches aimed at his head and chest.
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Dosu
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Post by Dosu on Oct 29, 2018 15:34:50 GMT -6
Push Some More
PL: 4650 (weakened boy)
That filthy monkey now in her place, he could finally start to enjoy his time on Earth. Admittedly, she was weaker than what he had anticipated and whether or not it was due to the climate or because she was actually dying didn’t matter much to him. Instead, that punch he gave her to the stomach acted as one hell of a good stress-reliever, almost making him forget about all that crap concerning his prison breakout and his prior loss to one of these damned Saiyans. Hearing her gasp for air filled him with great satisfaction and it was in little moments like these that he could finally take the time to realize and appreciate the fact that he was a free man once again.
That being said, that girl apparently had not given up just yet. Given her condition, it was impressive to see that she had that much power left in her, but that only made things way more interesting to him. Taking his anger out on some weak fools had its charm, of course, but he was craving for a more challenging thing.
As she yelled at him, he took his foot away from her back, walking a few steps back while recovering his balance so he would not fall down.
“Woah, hey there. You almost made me fall, you fool. That’s not a way to treat your superior now, is it?”
Maybe he had underestimated her a bit, come to think of it. He didn’t expect her to come charging straight at him, only managing to parry her knee at the last moment, before ducking to dodge the following kick. Most of the barrage was dealt with accordingly, but the last few hits of hers managed to reach him, Dosu taking all of them. That last punch had sunk in his cheek a little, blood slowly dripping from the corner of his lips. He looked at her with an air of amusement, admiring her pitiful attempt that, given the circumstances, was worthy of praise.
“Hahahaha! Not bad at all! I see you have some spirit left inside you! LET’S SEE HOW LONG YOU CAN KEEP THIS UP.”
As he said that, he grabbed her wrist before attempting a hit to her stomach. When the hit would connect, then he’d let go of her and watch her fall a few meters away, preferably writhing in pain.
“You wanna know who I think I’m dealing with? Just some trash that thinks herself strong and proud. If you don’t agree with me, feel free to prove me wrong, but I gotta tell you, you’re in for one hell of a reality check.”
Stupid Saiyans.
OOC: This is how you make friends I think
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Post by Peppa on Oct 30, 2018 9:06:43 GMT -6
Her superior? Who did this jackass think he was? The man dealt with her attack like a skilled warrior, dodging her kicks and parrying her punches, except for the few at the end got him, the last of which was a hook to the jaw that drew blood. This didn't seem to deter her opponent in anyway though, in fact it seemed to get him even more riled up as he began to yell at her in excitement of the upcoming battle. She couldn't help but smile a little, even being as upset as she was, her own saiyan spirit responded to the fighter within this one. Sure she might want to pummel him and teach him respect, but she'd enjoy doing it.
He managed to grab onto her wrist in that split moment before she could pull back and went for her stomach again, but having received such a blow before the saiyan wasn't about to let it happen again so easily. Her free arm lowered itself to catch the punch that the Heran threw at her midsection. "I think you're the one in need of a reality check," she said in a strained voice as she fought to keep the punch away, eventually tossing it aside, hopefully leaving him open long enough to drive her knee into his solar plexus. Regardless of whether or not this should hit she would follow up with a head butt in an attempt to wound the Heran more, or at the very least drive him away from her and switch the fight to her pace.
If anything she would need to finish this fast. She was thirsty and tired, and as much as she loved a good fight. She didn't particularly want this one to be her last.
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Dosu
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Seething Savagery (x4P) Super Heran (x18/x16T)
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Post by Dosu on Oct 31, 2018 1:49:04 GMT -6
Push Some More
PL: 18 600
The Saiyan girl had more life left in her than he had anticipated. Whether she was running on fumes or not, she still provided an entertaining fight to an equally tired and wounded Dosu. Even his attack on her failed to hit, Peppa effectively deflecting his strike to the side before her knee dug into his stomach, losing his breath in one long and painful grunt. Both of his arms on his sides, he stepped back a little, still bent from the previous attack. He gritted his teeth, looking at her viciously.
“Uunnf. You bastaaaaard.”
Before he could react in time, she hit him hard with a headbutt, making him fall on his back in the hot sand. Looking upwards, he took a few moments to realize in what situation he currently was. As glad as he was for having a worthwhile opponent, he also felt anger creeping up within him. That was the second Saiyan he had fought in a row and now both of them were giving him a hard time. Had he become as weak as to be bossed around like that by these vulgar creatures? Cut the crap, as if he’d let himself lose twice to these stupid creatures. He got back up using only his feet, his twisted smile reappearing after being replaced by a grimace of pain a bit earlier.
“Nah, that just won’t do. I’m not having fun at all. I’m just not in the mood. It’s not you, it’s me. I really need to blow off some steam. Get ready.”
I let out a roar, increasing his energy as his blood red aura manifested around him. As he let out his growl of anger, his body began to change, becoming larger and taller, his eyes now injected with blood, giving them this strange red hue. While the change was not a dramatic one, what stood out the most was the aura emanating from him. It was intimidating, to the point where one could think it was rage made manifest.
“Try and dodge THIS.”
At an amazing speed, he charged Peppa with what was meant to be a punch to the face. If she were to attempt to block it, he’d make sure to shatter her flimsy defenses and get that hit straight to her skull. He’d then grab her ankle with his free hand and throw her to the sky, preparing a ki blast of dark red energy crackling with dark electricity and throw it at her.
“HOW’S THAT, HUH?”
He was only beginning and sure enough, he would not stop until he heard her last breath. It was nothing personal, she just happened to be of the wrong race at the wrong time.
OOC: Ultraviolence (x4P) used
PL is not 18 600
Using [UP2] Assault and battery flavored as one hell of a punch to the face. (66% pl in damage)
You can ignore the last part if you feel like it (the throwing+ ki blast), I leave it up to you.
Huh, the intent is for her to be hurting, not trying to knock her out or anything, btw.
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Post by Peppa on Nov 2, 2018 19:03:45 GMT -6
The knee landed squarely where she wanted it to, driving the air out of his lungs and gave her enough time to follow up with the head butt that sent him falling on his ass. Stupid blue man, thinking he could just start a fight with her and get away unscathed. Were all other life forms so stupid as to oppose the saiyans? They were clearly meant to be conquerers, the rest were meant to be subjugated. On their knees, or ass like this.
"Well now, that's a good look for you. On the ground, where you belong." Yes she was feeling herself currently, especially after putting the cocky asshole in his place. "All this could have been avoided if you had just gave me som-"
Then he stood to his feet, a grimace on his face that quickly turned back to the gin he wore before as he announced that his current situation wouldn't do. "You seriously can't get enough, can you? Alright lets go then." Normally she'd want to keep fighting but as she was right now, she wouldn't last much longer before she had to stop fighting or simply pass out from dehydration.
She was about to charge at him when something strange started to happen. He started to yell and a crimson ki started to cover his body. He began to grow taller and more muscular. She was so caught up in his transformation she hadn't even noticed when he moved, at least not until he was right in her face launching a fist at her. There was no way she could dodge it, but she also had no plans taking it straight to the face. She threw a up a hand attempting to catch the punch, but the force behind it was too much so she tried to stop it with a second hand, but still he broke through her guard, his fist landing in her face, that sent her flying.
Her hand immediately went to her nose trying to staunch the flow of blood from her nose. She could tell that it was broken. The throbbing, burning feeling in the front of her face was more than annoying. It was almost so distracting that she she almost lost track of what Dosu was doing, but the crackling ball of energy in his hand grabbed her attention. The ki ball that came flying towards was quick, and in her current position she wasn't going to dodge. Stick both hands out in front of her she created her own ki ball just in time to slam into the one that was coming at her. She used hers to force them both upwards and over her head where they exploded behind her.
A panting saiyan, breathing through her mouth and bloody face floated there in the air staring at the man. So, he had the ability to increase his power similar to the saiyans. They on the other hand turned into giant Apes, where as he grew in size and kept his sanity. She gritted her teeth and then feel to her knees. That ki blast was the last of what she had in her, at least with the way she was feeling now. She was seeing everything all blurry and she couldn't speak. How was she going to get out of this one, all she wanted was some damned water!
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Post by Dosu on Nov 5, 2018 1:13:36 GMT -6
Push Some More
PL: 18 600
Ah! The joy he felt as his fist dug into her face, trying to push it even further to the point where he could touch her brain. A deranged smile appeared on his face as he broke through her guard feeling her face crack under the pressure of his fist. Mere moments ago, she was acting so brazenly towards him after making him fall. Now, what was she going to say? As he reminded himself of her words, he burst out into laughter, watching a spray of blood come out of her face. He couldn’t tell if it was from her mouth, her nose or both at the same time, but that didn’t matter. He simply savored the moment, heat from the fight as well as the sun going to his head.
“THAT’S RIGHT, I CAN’T GET ENOUGH OF BASHING YOUR GODDAMNED FACE IN. WHAT’RE YOU GONNA SAY NOW, HUH? CAN YOU STILL TALK? COME ON!”
As she maneuvered to block the incoming blast of ki, his maniacal laughter evolved into a roar, not believing that she still had this much life in her. Shocks from the adrenaline coursed through his body as his thoughts began to turn into depictions of savagery and bloodlust. He could barely contain himself. It wasn’t just any fight at that point. It was something much more primal, something that was taking hold of him, like a ghost possessing the Heran. His eyes turned red completely as he watched the girl in the air, blood dripping from her face. The metallic smell of her blood filled his nose, sending spasms throughout his body. More, he wanted more. She had sent him in this ravenous frenzy and he would not stop until he got what he wanted.
He leaped in her direction, grabbing her leg yet again before slamming her to the ground. Still holding her leg, he tossed her up in the air, barely above the ground and started pummeling the Saiyan without her ever touching the ground. He wanted to feel bones cracking under the weight of his punches; he wanted to hear her ragged breath until there was no more all the while laughing at her expense. Still, he was enjoying this moment so much that he didn’t want it to end.
“HAHAHAHA. YEEES. DON’T YOU DIE ON ME! MORE, MOORE, I WANT TO KILL YOUU!!”
His thoughts made little to no sense at this point. In fact, he had become nothing more than a beast drawn to blood. After a moment, he simply stopped as he was slowly coming back to her senses. Panting from the relentless assault he just did, he looked at the mess that was this Saiyan girl.
“Well, shit. I might have gone overboard a bit.”
Whether or not she died meant little to him, though he was willing to admit he hadn’t fought her at her best. That’s why, remembering where the last body of water was, he lifted her body and chucked it in its direction. To make sure she’d make it there, he even threw to ki blast to her face, granting her a speed boost that would help her reach the destination.
“If you survive this, come fight me again…Now… I should get going too.”
OOC: Ultraviolence (x4P) used
PL is now 18 600.
[UT] Bloodlust is now active! (+x1/-x3 to PL)
Vigor is in effect for this post! New PL is 32 550/4 650
Dosu uses [UP2] Assault and battery for 21 483 PL in damage!
Because you said this was the last of her energy, I took the liberty to ragdoll her a bit. Feel free to tell me if anything's wrong or if you want me to change something.
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Post by Peppa on Nov 5, 2018 10:11:55 GMT -6
She had very little idea of what was going on at this point. She was barely conscious, her body felt like lead, far too heavy to move right now. She had nothing left, she was on empty. She was surprised her senses were somewhat still about her, but all she could do was be on her knees in a slight daze before she eventually began to fall over from even that. That last punch had packed way more of a punch than she thought it would have, she didn't have anything that could have helped her in that situation.
Her face hit the ground with a soft thud, but she didn't even feel it as it was still throbbing from the punch she'd received earlier. The only thing that snapped her out of her daze was the sudden tremors rocking the earth. With a strained effort she lifted her face out of the dirt just enough to look up to see the bastard in front her getting even crazier looking than before, the aura around him growing in size. Had he really not had enough?
She got her answer when he lunged forward and grabbed her by the leg, swiftly and roughly pulling her up from the ground, and then again he began to punch her in the face. Over and over and over again, but it was only the first one that mattered. After that she had been out, the rest she didn't even remember. Her body nothing more than a bag for the Heran to beat on at his leisure. Still even she was unconscious the saiyan's body would remember every blow it suffered upon this humiliating defeat.
Especially the pity taken upon her by her opponent, who proceeded to throw her beaten, bloody, broken and unconscious body towards a body of water. Miraculously she came to a skidding stop, just inches away from the water, so she didn't have to worry about drowning, and once she awoke hours later, she could easily drink the water she had so desperately been needing. Even if it did feel like she was going to die doing so.
The next time she saw that Heran, he was dead.
OK, so Peppa took a total of.... 857% damage, so I'm just gonna call it right there... she'll remember this. This is definitely an exit.
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