Sensoa
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PL: 180,000
Lotus Seal (x2P) Ouroboros Seal (x4P) Final Seal (x11P) Anger Incarnate (x18T) Demon Spirit (x22P)
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Post by Sensoa on Nov 1, 2018 3:19:03 GMT -6
The desert winds howled through the empty streets of an old town. Broken buildings with smoke emitting from them could be seen, cars over turned with broken pieces laying about the area. A few people lay about the street, some dead some unconscious as if they had tried to fight whatever had come through the area recently. It was not a pretty sight to behold, and the sound of fighting could still be heard in the distance. With a crash and a thud, a nearby building would erupt into debris, the two story tall building emitting smoke as it came crumbling down. After a few moments of collapsing the building would shutter to a stand still, until a large person came out of the building. His hulking form clearly visible as he exited the destroyed building, rock and rubble moving out of his way as he pushed forward. Sensoa soon standing among-st in the front of the building, his new form or rather his old body on display as he stood silently. He felt wonderful now that he had been freed from those shackled but the hatred he felt for the ones who had placed those bindings upon him remained. He craved their destruction, craved crushing them like he had so many this day! With a smile he would bring his hands to his sides as his ki surged forward once more, the power rushing through him for a brief moment as everything began to shake around him. He had grown weak in his time of slavery to that insect, his bonds having made him so fragile and it only fueled the hatred he had for that pathetic world. He would return there once he was stronger, more powerful. The rubble nearby beginning to uplift as his ki picked up into a violent vortex of power, and he felt himself growing angrier by the second. IT WAS ECSTASY TO HIM!  Though his ki would eventually die down, he felt on edge as he looked about this town feeling that he had gotten such an unsatisfying fight from the civilians of this place. He had been bested once already, but he considered it a learning curve. He hadn't been in his original form in such a long time that he forgot what it felt like to be this angry, to be this hate filled for so long. He despised this sensation yet he loved it at the same time. He could not get enough of this disgusting sensation in his gut. He could only hope to find more victims to tie over his rampage until he was satisfied completely! PL: 1,000 currently |
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Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2018 13:07:00 GMT -6
Current PL: 1,500 defensive PL: 4,500 After last time it was discernible that going to the desert would be the last thing Oratoro and his mother would attempt to do for a very long time, yet here he was at least this time without his mother- so only one of them had to traverse a climate that they hated. Previously in the dessert, Oratoro and his mother didn't really get to accomplish much- as it seemed the desert was a magnet for weirdos and large bursts of power that made sand shoot all around and that would usually lead it to flying into his eyes-.
Oratoro would have very much prefer to not have not come here again- yet here he was for the same reason as last time- hopefully he'd have more luck this time around. It was strange, it seemed so popular in the movies and story books! He and his mother were certain it wasn't made up either...those spiky green plants with the dream water within.
That had to be one of the strangest fruits that he never had the pleasure of trying out. At least this time Oratoro didn't make the half witted mistake of believing their would be a settlement like back home- so sir-y! He had a backpack or such filled to the brim with snacks that he could plumage ever so often to keep up his stamina- keeping the young majin from falling victim to the evil confines of the sand and it's dry nature. Letting his instincts guide him- eventually Oratoro found not one but several plants of the variation he was looking for! those same spiked green plants that he and his mother spotted in the cook books and online. He went to approach one curiously observing wondering how exactly he would go about actually picking this thing.
His attention was then stirred by the movement of audible rumble in the distance. He raised an eyebrow before turning his head in that direction- only to see a tidal wave of sand heading straight for him. Before he could think to move he was engulfed by the wave as was the entire part of the desert he was standing in. After a moment or so he reached his hand up through all the sand- and plopped up to the surface...and he was lost again. Oratoro grabbed his head in frustration before remembering what it was that caused him to lose focus to begin with!
While he couldn't sense power it self he could FEEL the uproar in the near distance. Clenching his mittened' hands- the short majin rushed in that direction to find the source of that uproar. To Oratoro's surprise it wasn't that far at all, he could even see the culprit in question. He landed a few meters before the figure with that same look on his face he always had. He scrunched up his lips and tilted his head at it. |
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Sensoa
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Post by Sensoa on Nov 1, 2018 21:21:21 GMT -6
Sensoa hadn't gotten far from the buidling when someone landed before him. A strange creature with pink skin and the oddest face he had ever seen. At first he said nothing before giving a short chuckle at this smile child like creature. His ki blaring outwards as he raised his hands in a mocking manner, shaking his head as he looked upon such a ridiculous thing as this. Truly this world had its share of such bizarre monsters that even the demon was surprised. "Ho? what hole have you crawled out of?"His voice was mocking, full of confidence in himself and a narcissistic manner. He then returned to staring at such a small thing before him with a chuckle. "They let children wonder from their mothers? Or are you just a midget? Perhaps both..."The demon said before raising his hand to charge a small ki blast at the person before him. He let it sit while he examined their attire and he found them to be so bizarre he could not explain it himself. Truth be told he didn't want to waste his time on someone he didn't believe would give him a challenge and as such let the ki blast go in an attempt to measure their worth. If such a weak attack harmed them then he would simply kill them here and now. But if the individual showed some measure of worth he could test this body out once more. ATKL: 1,500 DFL: 1,500 |
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Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2018 21:59:32 GMT -6
When Oratoro approached the figure he wasn't really sure what to expect- when he laid eyes on the bigger being he imagined they could be up to...anything really, nothing poked out to be peculiar about their visage. The small majin just stood and observed to see what the powerful figure would go to do next- but alas before he knew it, the glowing figure set it's sights on Oratoro himself! Which caused the small majin to hop up in surprise and shock. It was out of the question whether or not the pink blob actually expected to be noticed but the way he was addressed sent a shiver down his spine.
Not wanting to delay an answer Oratoro quickly pointed to the little opening in the sand which he crawled out of- Oratoro would explain why he had been around in the first place but we all know Oratoro's dulcet tones were lost on everyone except his mother- the figure would only hear gibberish from the young majin speaking. So Oratoro just stood there and awaited more reactions of course to his dismay the figure would point at him with a sphere of ki! Oratoro would hop back again in confusion! the young majin thought he was doing pretty good! what could he have done to garner this kind of response? Oh well so much for that.
In situations like these Oratoro's mom would have forbade him from fighting but luckily for everyone's patience she wasn't here right now! just Oratoro and this weird angry guy! Oratoro would take the ki blast head on...almost anyway, he'd block it with his arms shielding his face and chest before grimacing at the figure that attacked him before smirking and quickly leaping forward! closing the distance within seconds.
Oratoro started with two quick kicks aimed at the angry mans head before spinning in the air and building the mass in his arm before sending a strike aimed at his target. After which Oratoro would land on the soft sand as the tiny pebbles and bits rotated around him as his power began to escape his body- This should be a good fight! |
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Post by Sensoa on Nov 1, 2018 22:32:36 GMT -6
The little creature not only resisted his attack, but even managed to deflect it away much to the demon's amusement. He could not have imagined something so bizarre could not only do so. It could even talk, making strange noises that were complete gibberish to the demon. He couldn't help but laugh to himself at the absurd situation he had found before him and even this little thing had the guts to attack something like him.
The blows made contact but the demon had made no attempt to move. They each struck true as he measured there worth and found them satisfactory to what he desired from this little creature. The two kicks turning his head this way and that before the massive arm sent him sliding several feet backwards, the blow clearly doing what it was designed to do and that was do damage. Sensoa came to a stop, using his weight to do so before giving a hearty laugh that echoed out through the valley. He then gave a slow clap for the creature he had encountered.
"Well done! But I demand more!"
The demon said before his roar resonated from his throat, a gutteral one that sounded nothing like a humans and rocked the surrounding area with enough force to shake the ground around him. He felt wonderful, absolutely great as the sensation of his own flesh came back to him. He felt like he could do whatever it was he wanted now, he was FREE! His head would upturn as he felt his power resonate forward, turning at the bendings of his own will to hold it back. He was weakened yes, but it was there deep down. He could feel the untapped potential within his veins and he needed more violence!
"MORE! I CRAVE IT!!!"
With that the demon rushed forward, his fist pulled back before throwing a heavy punch at his opponent. He would force his opponent to his level or they would be crushed! He demanded more of his prey, and it was evident in his attack. He was holding back considerably but it was not out of consideration for his opponent, but on a more deeper level. To savor this moment and to feel it in its entirety! This punched was followed up with a heavy kick meant to send his foe flying. He wanted to push his opponent around to prove a point, yet this blows were slow. He would build it up gradually before he let it all boil over.
ATKL: 3,000
DFL: 3,000
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Post by Deleted on Nov 2, 2018 12:47:59 GMT -6
Oratoro would be lying to himself if he said those strikes he got on the man didn't feel good to land, when he sent the man always back with that fist of his and the majin landed back onto the ground- he was pumped up! He took the fighting stance familiar with any majin, both arms raised while rocking side to side- this was going to be fun! As the little guy awaited for his opponent to get back up onto his feet, Oratoro couldn't help but notice the same enemies voice picking up! Oratoro would tilt his head to the side with a raised brow as the dust settled and the ki from that fighter became visible.
The angry guy was...clapping? with that clapping he delivered a compliment to the youthful majin- which earned a smirk out of the majin, feeling all accomplished and such being able to impress the stranger- but soon after Oratoro would find himself bracing as the power from his opponent seemed to...grow! When the sand finally calmed down Oratoro laid eyes upon his opponent once again! Something told Oratoro that he was going to hit a lot harder...and just like that the demonic entity rushed forward at the young majin. Oratoro hopped up and dashed backwards in hopes to distance himself but it seemed like the enemy was more than fast enough to catch up with him! He gasped in mid air before bracing himself again- putting up his arms to try and block every punch that came his way.
The monster of an opponent didn't seem like he was going that hard in this very instance- or so the young majin thought just because he wasn't immediately hurting from the punches that did land- although that's not to say he didn't feel them! Oratoro brought his knees up and wrapped his arms around them just in time for the strong kick that came his way- Oratoro would still be sent flying, but as one could probably see he had still been able to defend himself. Like a beach ball the majin would be sent flying and would plop against the sand before floating straight up and unraveling himself- before slowly landing back onto the ground.
The way things were looking- it didn't seem like Oratoro was going to be able to fight without using his own ki in the mix! For a moment his hands began to glow as the power built up within his palms...but he would soon after let it die down with a pouty frown on his face he felt like that probably would get him in trouble. He rushed forward once again, raising a foot to aim a kick at the enemies gut! and send him into the sky before rushing up after his body and spiking it back down to the ground they previously fought on- Oratoro stood and watched to see if the attack landed correctly or if it did any damage- although he was sure the fight was far from over.
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Sensoa
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Post by Sensoa on Nov 2, 2018 13:35:50 GMT -6
This creature had attempted to move back out of his swings yet it was not as fast as Sensoa. His punch and kick having connected but done no significant damage. The being had turned itself into a ball before it had been kicked reducing the damage it took much to the Demon's surprise. The little creature was something else, but to top it off it could shape itself like a strange piece of candy. He couldn't help but want to laugh at such an absurd creature! It was just so bizarre to the demon yet it didn't not disappoint him at all when it came to fighting. Much like Kraktus had shown power unlike the humans, and the same as that obnoxious thug.
The little creature had prepared an attack but then seemed to change its mind mid fight, much to Sensoa's displeasure. Did it believe that it could beat the demon or perhaps it was looking down upon him?! The kick that came were a welcome, his arms held out slightly in an inviting gesture. He was knocked into the air, the wind from his lungs and his body lifted high into the air. Soon he was batted back toward the ground where he would land in a puff of sand and debris. This little creature was holding back still, not using attacks Sensoa would deem worthy. He needed to be tested, this bodies limits pushed beyond this amount. HE NEEDED MORE! The ground began to shake once more, but this time as the demon was getting up his ki rose further beyond that it had originally been. The ground splitting as green energy raced along the area, ki flaring about him. He was not able to properly keep it within check, much like how one was learning to balance a bowl of water.
The demon then looking up at his opponent with a mixture of disgust and disappointment. The demon was disappointing that his opponent could not deal sufficient damage or perhaps it was still holding back? Truth be told he was holding back himself, but out of simple enjoyment for the battle at hand. He felt the surging ki die down now as he finally managed to regain himself, to compose himself. With a short laugh he would hold his hands out once more in a mocking manner as he spoke.
"I am struggling not to break you little thing."
His words rang out through the valley as he slowly began to drift into the sky himself, coming to a stop at the Majin's level as he stared at the creature intently. He felt his body growing strong, climbing back up to the point where he had been against that thug but it wasn't enough! He needed more! He wanted to fight more and hurt more! He wanted to crush and bash and cut and break all that he could.
"Is that all you can muster Scum? I want more! I NEED MORE!!!"
The demon roared as he rushed forward, his speed allowing him to move swiftly at his opponent. His first punch was not only meant to hit his opponent but to use brute force to carry his opponent away with him. Should that connect he would push the pink gummy several feet backwards before throwing a kick meant to bring his opponent back toward the ground, even if he had missed his initial punch.
PL: 12,030
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Post by Deleted on Nov 4, 2018 22:14:35 GMT -6
It was easy to see and feel that Oratoro was far from doing his worst, as it might have been assumed the young majin wasn't well versed in fighting at full power- of course, why would he? The young majin came from a very concealed household- fighting was a luxury to the young one- and even then he didn't ever think to actually fight at full power on instinct. As Oratoro watched and waited for this meanie to recover- the only thing going through his mind was questioning why he had been acting the way he did?
Oratoro had no memory of doing anything to anger him...as a matter of fact Oratoro had completely missed the point of why he had even arrived here to begin with! He just wanted a friendly spar...but from the looks of it, this guy was playing for keeps...and Oratoro wasn't much of a competitive player. Oratoro would float back slightly wincing as the angry man spoke up again rising from the settled sand beneath them. Before Oratoro knew it- he was face to face with the monstrous man- enticing the majin to float a few feat back out of worry and fear. Short after Oratoro found himself being struck again- this time the power felt...very...very different...much worse...much harder! Was he actually getting...bulkier??
Oratoro's eyes nearly popped out of his head as he was being carried back by the sheer power alone from the man's arm! Then Oratoro felt the impact of a kick soon after rocketing him toward the ground. Oratoro could feel himself piercing through the sand to the harded ground beneath it- that you usually wouldn't be able to dig past- burrowing into a crater- Oratoro laid battered, beaten and in pain. He would quickly pick himself back up out of the crater as if to give the illusion that he wasn't hurt- despite being a majin there were dents in his body that didn't pop back out as you'd expect with something like a balloon, it just remained dented morphed in the side of his head and his torso area.
He tried to stand up straight and push aside the pain but he would turn around and wrap his arms around his stomach and crouch down in pain. His eyes would tear up slightly and the young majin would let out small cries of long lasting pain. He had never been hurt this bad before- it was unbearable, he could remember a time where the smallest of love taps would make him cry- those seemed like hugs compared to this..he couldn't deal with it!
Oratoro didn't want to be here anymore...he didn't even care about the stupid cactus! this guy was too much for him. He looked back at the man before an image of fear was burrowed into the majins brain- Before he could come up with something to say the Majin would hop into the sky and start flying far away as fast as he could hoping to outrun the menace.
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Sensoa
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PL: 180,000
Lotus Seal (x2P) Ouroboros Seal (x4P) Final Seal (x11P) Anger Incarnate (x18T) Demon Spirit (x22P)
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Post by Sensoa on Nov 5, 2018 16:55:09 GMT -6
Sensoa was staring down at the weakling before him, it was falling to pieces before his eyes which brought a disappointment to the front of his mind. He had expected this thing to bring him so much more and yet it was clearly nothing more than fodder. It stood up with dents in its body before tears formed in its eyes and decided to try to make an escape. Sensoa immediately let out a furious roar as the child attempted to flee. THERE WOULD BE NO RUNNING FROM THIS BATTLE!
He rushed forward quickly, his next transformation releasing even more aura than he had intended. Truth be told he was not meaning to go this far, yet his body was still reawakening and he could not fully control himself. His speed startled himself as he raised up behind the child, bringing his fist up above his head before using it like a hammer to slam it down to the little pink creature in hopes of bringing it down from the sky. Should that succeed, Sensoa would follow it down to the ground where he would shrug his shoulders in disappointment.
"Worthless... Everything here is so worthless. For years I was trapped in such a frail body... It is oddly satisfying to be free and yet... empty..."
His eyes fell to his hand as he held it before him, realizing he had transformed earlier without even realizing it.
"I've not gotten use to this flesh yet... Hmm..."
With that his aura would die down once more and return to its original state.
"Do not attempt to run. I have use of even you..."
Sensoa let out a growl of frustration deep down but he did nothing as he sat silently staring down at his opponent.
PL: Briefly went to 32,000
Current PL: 8,000
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Post by Deleted on Nov 28, 2018 15:02:20 GMT -6
The pain only got worse the more he was around this strange man- Oratoro was beginning to believe he was actually allergic to whatever it was this guy was emitting. After being struck in the head Oratoro once again was sent skyrocketing down at the sand beneath him-flattening against the hard ground beneath all the loose rocks known as sand. The young majin once again pulled himself up from the ground, breathing heavily as if exhausted. He heard the man speak from behind- something about still being useful.
Oratoro wasn't sure of the context that the man was speaking in- whether he just wanted to beat up on Oratoro because his majin body would be able to withstand his blows more than most mortal creatures- or something much more sinister. Whatever the case may be, this man already made his impressions on the tiny majin- and Oratoro wanted nothing to do with whatever the man was planning to do. Oratoro previously held regard not to use energy attacks or let his anger get the best of him- but this man was the worst, and nothing he said was making his case any better. Just for now, Oratoro would put his morals aside to defend himself- feeling his Shin majin energy whip within his chest.
Oratoro would get off of his knees and stand onto his feat, Quickly shooting himself high into the air, not to run away but to face the danger head on. Quickly raising both his hands to face the sky, building up his own life force, his majin ki! In his chest he could feel the power doing everything in it's will to surface, and pour out of his body. Oratoro would close the gap between himself and Sensona delivering a quick head budd before pulling his head back again, his cheeks bulging and glowing red before he'd open his mouth releasing a mind melting earth shattering shout point blank in Sensoa's face- his majin screech pounding at the fabric of reality surrounding himself and sensoa.
The force itself made the ground beneath the sand break and rise up, floating away from where Oratoro's shout originated. "UGIGIGIWAAAAAHHHHHH!" the child emitted gibberish in his shout- this phenomenon was known as:
R✦E✦A✦L✦I✦T✦Y-C✦A✦N✦O✦N
This was the first time in a long time that the young majin had ever used this technique, and it was much deadlier than the first time he had let it surface!
[UP2] Reality Canon- Shouting at the top of his lungs the majin releases a shout that can make a person feel like they are under the influence of a earthquake.
1/3 KP
66% of 1,500= 990
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