Dosu
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Seething Savagery (x4P) Super Heran (x18/x16T)
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Post by Dosu on Nov 13, 2018 19:51:59 GMT -6
Drinking and FIGHTING
Thread PL: 80 000 (x4P)
As soon as the hit connected, Dosu felt light-headed for a moment, stumbling until he decided to put a knee on the ground, shaking the dizziness away as he grunted. That damned idiot had one sturdy head, he’d give him that. After all, that same headbutt had literally ripped some people’s head straight off in the past. At that moment, he had made himself vulnerable on purpose so he could get the best possible shot, but he had heavily underestimated his opponent. Was the Heran going back to his old habits already? Hell, he had not even recovered his full strength yet, although he felt definitely less handicapped than he was when he first came to this planet. The world had really changed while he was gone, huh. While he wouldn’t go as far as to say that the universe became stronger as a whole, he would agree that he himself had lost his strength of youth. That thought enraged him to no end. He wanted to be stronger, stronger than anyone. To push well past his own limits, to tread on levels of power yet uncharted. That was his calling and he wouldn’t lose to this man like that.
He had survived the hit, well good on him! That didn’t mean he wasn’t hurt, though. Surely that shattering hit must have racked his brain a little. As he got a better grip on himself, Dosu got back on his feet, noticing the empty eye socket. A deep and guttural laugh erupted from his throat before he started yelling at his foe with a strange mixture of unbridled rage and contentment. After all, it was when he was fighting strong people that he truly felt alive.
“HAHAHAAAHAAHA. YOU STILL ALIVE? YOU LOOK STRONGER THAN YOU APPEAR, KID. COME AT ME, MAKE ME WISH I HADN’T PICKED A FIGHT WITH YOU.”
It was the perfect time to test out his body’s limits. Whether it was because of the prior shock to his head or because Typha really had gone through another power-up, Dosu could barely react in time as his foe charged him, striking with the knife. He felt the blade sink deep in his chest, the burning sensation of his flesh ripping under the sharp edge of the knife. Still, he took the hit head-on, gritting his teeth as blood started oozing from the wound. Once Typha had finished with his attack, Dosu managed to get a hold of the blade with his bare hand, the knife digging in his fingers as he tightened his grasp on it, eventually crushing it and tossing it to the side. He let out a violent roar as a way to evacuate the pain, adrenaline kicking in finally after a few seconds. He was still standing.
“UUuuUUUUUOOOOOOOOOOOOOH. IS. THAT. IIIIIIIT? YOU’LL NEED MORE THAN JUST CHEAP ATTACKS TO TAKE ME DOWN, BOY. IT’S MY TURN NOW.”
At this very moment, he heard a sploshing sound and looking at his feet, he saw the pool of blood that was starting to form. Had the blade dug so deep it hit some kind of vital organ? Then, he felt something well up in his throat, eventually forcing him to cough some more blood. The crimson liquid ran down his beard, mixing with the orange of his beard, eventually dripping to the ground. Upon seeing this, the Heran laughed once again, spitting his vital liquid everywhere.
“HAHAAAH! Looks like you got me good there, Typha. But I’m still up. You should’ve killed me on the spot. This one’s gonna hurt. My name is Dosu, you better remember it.”
He stepped forward before momentarily losing balance, only to get a hold of himself at the last second, avoiding a fall. He felt really light-headed, his vision going blurry. There were two Typha in front of him and he knew very well he would need to choose one before falling unconscious. With one last bone-chilling roar, he lunged at what he supposed was the real Typha, focusing all of his strength in this one last punch. As he aimed for the head, his fist hit nothing but air, the real Typha standing on his left as Dosu continued with his attack, hitting the wall behind him. At this moment, just before going to sleep, he realized that this fight was his loss. As he drifted into unconsciousness, he let out a final word.
“…Shit.”
And maybe it was only chance, but his last punch packed enough strength to completely shatter the entire wall. As he fell to the ground, the whole building also became unstable after losing an important structure, threatening to collapse at the very last moment. Maybe, just maybe he would be so lucky as to bury Typha along with him. Until then, victory was his to celebrate.
Dosu is K.O. Well done!
It was I nice thread, I really enjoyed it and look forward to a rematch in the future. Dosu may get a nice scar in memory of his first official loss.
This post also marks my exit!
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Post by Typha on Nov 13, 2018 23:43:13 GMT -6
As the knife cut and the ki faded he saw Dosu grab it. He'd look in surprise as the knife was shattered to pieces. Truly he was one of Hera spirit. He'd not give up even when he was beaten. His scouter began to beep, Dosu power had changed but he was back to where he was before. Guess, that meant he withstood his attack. He'd turn back to face Dosu. He could get some more weapons later as he breathed in hard looking directly at Dosu. What was he going to do next? First, it was him talking agian asking if that was all he had. Then it was the blood spraying from his body. Clearly, the damage Dosu thought he took was a lot worse. He told him how his next attack was going to hurt but it never came.
He'd watch as Dosu seemed to throw a punch right next to him stumbling forward towards the wall. His first hit the wall causing it to fall. He'd look over at the building seemed ready to collapse. Instead, his hand reached out grasping the roof was it was about to fall. He'd sigh this was going to be a mess. He'd pull his cloak wrapping it around his face. Hopefully, no one would remember who he was. He'd eventually slowly lower the roof so it'd not crush anyone in the area. Course he was the only one in the kitchen and it'd most likely didn't collapse the whole buildings roof system. They were going to need a new wall. With that he made his exit but before he left he'd prop Dosu against a wall so he could have a nap. He would need it after the fight they just had.
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