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Post by Tarch on Nov 13, 2018 14:38:10 GMT -6
Bad Tarch’s eyes widened in rage as Mollusc spoke. After the giant dropped him, the teen could have easily just ran off, taking his freedom and going as far as possible to cause more trouble. However, he was not about to let what the massive namekian was saying go unanswered. “What… what are you even talking about?” His voice trembled and his fist balled up shaking furiously. He smiled weakly, trying to force a laugh that wouldn't come. “What are you brain dead?”
It was obvious the bratty child was trying to go for an insult, but he could only break down in anger at the oxymoronic logic presented to him. He threw his arm back, at first looking like he was going to strike the stronger fighter, instead letting his hand fly angrily behind him, a large blast cracking the ground and throwing the wind around him. “You don’t know anything, do you?! You idiot! How can I only feel pain right now if I’ve never felt it before huh? What does that even mean?! Do you even feel anything? You’re just a big green stone faced dumbass! You didn’t care who died in that crown fight! You didn’t even care who won! OH! And you think you’re the only one who’s life sucks. Until recently everything was fine. Then Mr. Vocado abandons me on earth. My mom hasn’t talked to me in probably a month before I left for Namek, oh and my sister hates me and everything I stand for and also thinks my life is just super easy and simple. Oh but I haven’t experienced enough, right? How about I come back after my family is done tearing itself apart?! Or maybe I should just apologize that my problems are too human for you?” Tarch wasn’t even trying to make sense anymore. He was just letting out everything that had been weighing on his mind, finally shedding the weight he was sure he left with the good version of himself. Realizing that now he was just trying to act tough and ignore everything only served to bring him down further.
Unfortunately, this was still the more aggressive of the two Tarch’s. Where the other Tarch would settle for a good healthy round of crying, this one was aiming to beat the feelings out, as if all the pain he was feeling could be shoved out through punching fists. He would wait a little bit, letting Mollusc say his piece before fiery blue aura enveloped the teen, leaving his body only an outline of itself visible. “For now, I’ll MAKE you shut,”
“HEY!”
“Up…”
As Tarch booked it across Namek, he still could not shake this unsettling feeling that Sensoa gave him. It felt like an odd tug of war between a strong desire to tear the teen to shreds, and the slightest amount of restraint keeping him in line for the sake of a good fight. In this case, though, it was more like the promise of a good fight. Still Tarch as not a liar and bloodlust aside he was going to give this guy what he asked for.
At first, it seemed like the half saiyan was running himself ragged for no reason. He searched the entire area where his evil half was supposed to be. He nearly head back in the other direction until he heard the unmistakable shouting of a desperate teenager. He remembered only getting to that level of sadness once before with his sister. He caught himself just in time to see Baddie engulfed in flames, facing down a giant Namekian. Was that Mr. Mollusc? That power was pretty impressive and looked really cool too. But that was the least of Tarch’s worries. Bad Tarch was about to use a technique he had yet to fully perfect and usually ended up with him blowing himself up.
“HEY!” The flames died down, as Bad Tarch looked over horrified. Having gotten his other half to stop being stupid for a moment, original Tarch rushed over to Mollusc. “Mr. Mollusc right? I am so sorry if he… well I… me… whatever we did. I’m sorry if the other me gave you any trouble!” he apologized with a sincere bow. “You’re a farmer now right? Let me make it up to you, I can come by and help when this is all over. I-If that’s ok with you sir.”
After giving the Namekian his apology, he turned, marched over to the other half and grabbed him by the collar. “Alright you! You had your fun! Now get back in me!”
Bad Tarch looked away, trying once again to play the cool guy. “Could at least take me on a date first.”
A swift flick to the temple shut him up fast. “Don’t be gross! Listen, this demon guy is trying to beat me to a pulp and I need you to come back so we can NOT die.”
“And why the hell would I want to be a part of you again!” Good Tarch was about to shout back in his face but noticed the light tears tracing his lids.
“You’re crying…?”
“Shut up!”
Tarch then had an idea. This Tarch needed an outlet, and Sensoa provided the perfect one. A small understanding smile crossed his lips. “Hey Sensoa, we’re not quite ready to join back together. But I did promise I’d come at you for real once I found this guy. So how about it? The two of us separate is just below your level anyway. Two on one sound ok?” All the while the other Tarch didn’t speak, just look at the good one dumbstruck, who in turn was waiting on Sensoa’s answer.
HOLY SHIT this is long and I'm sorry.
Both Tarch's KP: 3/3
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Post by Mollusc on Nov 13, 2018 15:56:24 GMT -6
Seems he got Tarch to hold still though the boy didn't seem to like what he was saying. He just keeps looking away. A lot of what Tarch was saying was true but right now he was thinking. Just drifting a bit, trying to figure out what he was supposed to do. He was lost, and that hurt. Everything he had fought for a lie. It was not true at all. Just made up fantasy in his head. He talked about all these things that sure hurt but to him seemed so distant. "They're all still alive." Mollusc looked at the Bad Tarch. "You still have something to fight for." Mollusc paused getting the words. "What I fought for. What I lived for. He's dead." Mollusc turned back. There was nothing else that had to be said. He lost his will.
Before he bolted off to leave the kid since all he was doing now. Course someone else arrived, that being the other Tarch. He'd look over as he began to apologize. "He did nothing," Mollusc said as he keeps staring off not even looking as he was going back into thought. Tarch wanted to help him out but he just shook his head. "It is fine. As long as your alright." He'd look back at the two of them as they seemed not to want to just refuse just yet. Then there was something about a demon. He'd just look over and keeping an eye out as Tarch seemed to want to fight him. That didn't seem so bad unless this guy was super duper stronger then Tarch should have no problem.
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Post by Sensoa on Nov 13, 2018 18:31:59 GMT -6
Sensoa landed behind Tarch as the boy began arguing with someone who looked exactly like him. The demon was confused even more so now, unsure how this was working. It was then that the boy gave an interesting idea to the demon, he wanted to fight two on one against him. The boy felt that both of them together could win, and perhaps that was correct, yet the demon's eyes glowed brightly as his interest was peaked.
This boy was on to something good here, and Sensoa unfolded his arms from his chest with a smile.
"Ahh... I can live with that! Yes... This will do nicely!"
With that his ki began to flare up once more, rocks rattling at the demon's feet. Truth be told he was worried about the giant namekian getting involved, but when the green man made no move to interfere Sensoa couldn't help but feel this was a good chance to test his current abilities. He had fought small groups of enemies, hell even tiny armies when under the employee of the king but they were canon fodder. This time he was facing two who could hold their own and if Sensoa was even with the single boy then both would prove a challenge unique unto itself.
"So no more interruptions? No one stepping in? Ahh..."
The demon could feel the fire in his belly being let loose now. He was heated up, anger rising like it was about to boil over at any moment. This could be seen in his physical form as the mouths on his shoulders opened to allow steam to exit.
"Then Prepare yourself boy..."
With that the demon rushed forward like a mad man, until he was within close range that is. Once in close range, the demon formed a ki blast in his palm before blasting the ground before the boys to attempt to blind them. He was going to test if they could sense energy. With that, the demon moved to the right within the cloud. Now he couldn't sense energy at all, but he simply wanted to strike in the place the boys had been before. From the right of where The 'Good' Tarch had been, the demon came in with a knee aimed at his back. This would confirm it IF the boy hadn't moved naturally.
PL: 40,000
KP 3/3
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Post by Tarch on Nov 13, 2018 19:41:19 GMT -6
Good Tarch still felt bad for any trouble his other half may have caused. Considering what Mollusc had to say next, it was likely he must have at least done something to cause the namekian to become so down. Tarch was sure of it, he wanted to see this man again and offer a hand on his farm, even if it was just a friendly gesture instead of an apology. “Ok… well. I’d still like to see your farm one day if that's ok with you.” He then put a hand on Bad Tarch’s shoulder. “For now though, we have a fight to win.”
Without a word to him, Tarch A motioned for Tarch B to get ready for a brawl. He did so, still looking slightly out of it before the original gave him a nudge. Baddie understood now, this would be a much needed outlet for him to let out that pent up anger. “Don’t worry jolly green jackass, if it gets too rough we can always join back together.” This time the swears were said in a much more playful manner as opposed to intending to hurt in some way. Good Tarch just rolled his eyes but let him have it.
Even better, Sensoa seemed perfectly in line with the idea of going two on one. Sure that meant Tarch still had an advantage, but he would now need to coordinate with a possible unruly teammate. He just had to assure the demon that their fight would go off without anyone stepping in. “Well as long as you don’t try to kill us, it's just you and me’s. Don’t worry Mr. Mollusc…” The hybrids moved to their respective fighting stances, Baddie’s looked more fierce, while good Tarch’s looked more defensive, “we got this.”
The Tarch’s watched as Sensoa charged, ki blast in hand. They were both ready to take a stinging shot, however, was surprised when he instead shot the ground directly in front of them, causing a blinding flash of light. The two teens recoiled in pain, the dust and the flash snapping their eyes shut, as pained tears tried to flush them out. Luckily, their sight wasn’t all they used to see. “In front!” Baddie called it.
“I got it,” Tarch said, a sting of pain tracing an otherwise confident tone. As if he could see it coming clear as day, Tarch bent backward to avoid the oncoming knee, while Baddie jumped to kick him away. Assuming this worked, both good and bad Tarch would stare directly at Sensoa, their eyes still forced shut from the pain of the temporary blindness. Even with eyes glues shut, Tarch could see the outline of the demon, his power showing him in his entirety. If nothing else, this was the one thing Tarch would hold as his best skill.
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Post by Mollusc on Nov 13, 2018 23:08:07 GMT -6
Seems he had been phased out. He'd look at the demon who seemed to be focused on fighting the Tarch Boys. He'd decided to just watch for the time being. He would keep himself out of it but he decided to stay just in case the two boys did get in trouble but he very much doubted that. He'd just look at the demon quickly before he sat their his arms crossed his chest watching the battle between the two.
Didn't have much to say. Mollusc is just watching the fight
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Post by Sensoa on Nov 14, 2018 0:40:22 GMT -6
The blow to Sensoa knocked him a distance away, his feet touching first as he came to a sliding halt. His hand bring used as a support while he watched the children carefully. So they could sense energy, and on top of that they were able to communicate well. Sensoa got back into his fighting stance, green eyes narrowing as he smiled to himself. If he beat this two, he would let them live. No... He was not unrealistic about his chances. He was a battle Mongel but right now he was thinking, he needed to think.
He wanted to just rage out, wanted to go berserk and rush in however he could tell that it would do no good to do so. He needed to plan carefully on how he approached the two. The demon did not pause long, soon rushing forward once more and as he got near he would run to the left around the good tarch. However, it was not without reason. As he rushed the Bad Tarch, his shoulder mouth would open to reveal a ki blast within it. This would fire at the Good tarch while he ran forward. The demon then leaped forward, similar to someone diving head first at an opponent, but at the last minute extending his hands downward to flip up and over his opponent. He was large, but that did not mean he was not able to use motion to his advantage here. Now in the air over his opponent, Sensoa would open his own mouth this time. A beam attack firing straight down at his opponent to engulf the area he stood in with energy.
The demon then landed some distance away, trying to regain his footing as he waited for the dust to clear. He hated thinking while he was fighting, he wasn't a meat head who couldn't use his brain. He just preferred to rush head long into battle to try and win. But with all that had happened lately, he was certain this time it would not work. Not against two on one, and he needed to be careful.
PL: 40,000
KP: 2/3
Atk: [N1]Ki Beam - 1 KP Dmg 13,200 at Bad Tarch
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Post by Tarch on Nov 15, 2018 10:27:48 GMT -6
Now that their opponent was knocked a little ways back, the two kids took their chance to try and rub their eyes and let them readjust to normal light levels. Unfortunately for the two Tarch’s, Sensoa was quick to get back to his feet. This would, unfortunately, leave the hybrids open for an attack as their focus shifted.
Good Tarch managed to get at least one eye open in time to see the demon’s other mouth tear open to let loose a fierce blast. Certainly, this one was more powerful than his first little warning shot from before. Luckily with at least half of his sight returning the good teen was able to avoid being blasted rather easily.
It was the Bad Tarch left open, the dust in his eyes simply did not want to come out. On the plus side, he could sense a blast heading towards him. The only issue was that was actually the blast meant for his good counterpart. “There’s a beam coming at you from your right!” Now he heard Good Tarch, and in normal circumstances, he coulod have easily dodged, if he wasn’t stillo in the air from dodging the blast that wasn’t even aimed at him. Sure enough, Bad Tarch was slammed by the Ki Beam, tumbling slightly through the dirt, but jumping back to his feet with only a scratch on his right arm. “Could have said something sooner.” The not so nice teen grumbled, rubbing his right arm. It stung a good bit, even bringing out a small hiss of pain whenever he touched it. While it wasn’t enough to stop him yet, he was sure going to feel that tomorrow.
Now though both of the Tarch’s could see perfectly again, though Baddie’s were still very red and irritated. “Not a bad attack you got there,” the bad saiyan taunted. His fist began to glow with a fiery blue energy. “Let’s see how you like ours!” With that, the Good Tarch would disappear in a flash. Now, of course, anyone around his speed and strength could still follow him, then, of course, they would forget to watch the bad one. While Baddie charged from the front aiming to hit the demon low in the gut, Goodie would charge from the back aiming to hit high, around the back of his head. One punch is easy enough to dodge, two, however, is where things get difficult.
Bad Tarch takes the hit for about 41%
Both Tarch’s use N1 Torrent Impact for 10,725 PL each (21,450 if they both hit)
Tarch A KP: 2/3
Tarch B KP: 2/3
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Post by Sensoa on Nov 15, 2018 16:56:13 GMT -6
Sensoa had made contact with his opponent earlier, hitting the boy on the arm. Sensoa stood silently, watching them both in hopes of avoiding any incoming projectiles. They had decided on a different approach however, one rushing with speed to get behind him. He could track the movement but this was a simple maneuver. The demon was aware that the two where going to work well as a team, the earlier experience did not fall on deaf ears. He turned to see that the good Tarch was attempting to throw a particularly nasty punch in his direction, as well as the other tarch. Their attacks were going to connect at the same time, which left the demon with hardly any opening to dodge. So with a roar, the demon held out both arms, catching the good Tarches hand in his own. The Bad tarches arm would make contact with the curled arm of Sensoa, striking his bicep. He could not actively block both at the same time, their speeds were to much to handle at once. Despite their appearance, Sensoa was deeply surprised that they could move this fast. The pain was not that bad, Sensoa's hand hurt and his arm was sore, yet he would live. He had avoided any critical damage and that was important here. A smile formed on the demons face as he now used his grip on Good Tarches arm to swing the boy around like a club. He wanted to use his brute force to slam him into the Bad Tarch and send them both flying away. He couldn't help but let out a laugh in response to the boys attacks. They were strong together but he could tell they were still learning how to work together. No... perhaps it was more in depth than that? He couldn't tell and at this point he really didn't care. He was just having fun with this two and he just didn't want to end. They were perfectly aligned with his own strength, or at least thats how it felt when he was struck. "HAHAHA! Yes. Perfect! More, MORE!"Sensoa was genuinely happy about this battle, his anger was subsiding. No, that wasn't technically correct he supposed. He was slowly beginning to calm down but that anger inside wasn't disappearing, it was just being held together with the joy he was feeling. He couldn't kill this kid, no that would be a waste. Either one of them would be a waste to kill, and besides... His eyes trailed over to the large Namekian nearby, narrowing as he knew that thing would not allow it to happen. This was brief however, as his gaze soon returned to the boys standing before him. Sensoa gave one more laugh before getting back into stance, his bicep now holding a bleeding mark and his palm looking more battered than before. He didn't hurt to bad so he could continue fighting certainly. |
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Post by Tarch on Nov 18, 2018 11:57:57 GMT -6
The two Tarch’s smiled, glad to see their attacks did something. Even Good Tarch, whose hand was caught mid punch, was feeling confident. Caught or not there was no way Sensoa wasn’t feeling the two blows by now. Unfortunately for him, he’d still have his hand trapped within the demon’s grip. The good teen gave a small squeak of surprise as he was swung unceramoniously into his bad counterpart. Baddie, though able to see the good one coming, was just barely too slow, as the two boys crashed into each other flying back.
The dazed saiyans crashed to the ground, trying to untangle themselves from one another. It took a good bit of struggling and swearing from the more rude of the two boys before they would be back on their feet. They were taken aback to see their opponent, who was certainly feeling the pain about now, shouting in ecstatic glee, practically begging for more. Both good and bad Tarch’s gave each other concerned looks, wondering what kind of person they were facing. Still, this was a fight and they were more than happy to oblige.
Both Tarch’s charged directly for Sensoa, looking as if they were opting for a basic charge. That was until they got just within striking range, after which they disappeared for just a brief moment. It was one thing to follow a simple high speed dash, but could the demon now follow two super fast teens circling around him? Afterimage after afterimage appeared and disappeared, creating a circle of Tarch’s around Sensoa. Whenever they would spot an opening, the two would spring towards him, aiming to land a quick but solid hit before darting back into the circle of after images.
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Post by Sensoa on Nov 19, 2018 5:48:56 GMT -6
Sensoa had managed to get them with that counter attack but they knew it had done damage to him. His arms were a bit shaky, his bicep hurt while his hand was having trouble keeping from shaking. The demon stood ready, the boys seeming to get ready after a brief pause before they rushed forward. Sensoa was about to strike the rushing duo but they soon vanished from view. The area soon turning into a mine field of after images, which Sensoa frowned at while his eyes tried to track them.
He couldn't keep their movements in view completely, not both at once. This battle was not going to be so one sided it seemed, no he was going to need to focus on more than just raw strength. This boys were something else, to be this age and yet able to produce such speeds. Sensoa was impressed, a toothy smile forming despite how bad the situation was. He could not imagine a better situation to improve his skills in battle, this was perfect. When the boys came in to strike, they would land a solid blow to his back causing the demon to stumble slightly forward before swinging back to find the boys gone already.
So that was the kind of game they were gonna play eh? They had speed on their side, but Sensoa was confident in his own instincts on the matter. He would figure this game plan out eventually, he just needed a few moments. Sensoa's battle stand soon turned into a more lax standing position, his eyes darting between the boys, or at times where they had been. He had nearly a century and a half of experience under his belt, he had met a lot of demons in his time. Speedy ones, power houses, technical types and even just the bizarre ones too. If he could just find the right moment, he could make this work. Despite his lax position, he had his wits about him, his eyes and senses trying to pin point their location.
While he wasn't the best at it, not like his teacher, Sensoa was slowly getting better. He doubted he would be able to match their speed completely, but he would find a pattern eventually.
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Post by Tarch on Nov 24, 2018 11:57:14 GMT -6
It seemed like for once Tarch’s circle of afterimage trick was going off without a hitch. Each strike landed with no problem, each blow hitting its mark. Usually, by now Tarch would be thrown off balance then hit by a counterattack, or at least someone would get wise to the trick and just match him blow for blow. Perhaps now that he could do it with two people instead of one was the trick. To be fair who could keep up with two blurs darting around with no real rhyme or reason.
Of course, that didn’t mean there wasn’t ANY pattern. It seemed Sensoa was aware of that fact, as the two teens began missing. No, they weren’t missing, Sensoa was dodging. It seemed he started getting adjusted to the high speeds. If this kept up the hybrids would just wear themselves out and be open to attack. So instead they had to change up the meta. “Hey, wimp! Hold him down!” Baddie had an idea, but he wanted to make sure it went off without a hitch.
So the good Tarch tried to come up behind the demon, hoping to either hold him in place or at least distract him. Meanwhile, the bad Tarch would zoom behind his good counterpart. His entire body was engulfed in an icy blue flamelike aura, which soon concentrated on his fist. Good Tarch was nearly smacked before he realized what happened. Luckily he noticed his current fighting partner behind him and ducked just in time to let him aim for the demon instead.
Bad Tarch uses [MP3] Torrent Break for a potential 32,500 PL
Tarch A KP: 3/3
Tarch B KP: 0/3
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Post by Sensoa on Nov 24, 2018 12:28:59 GMT -6
Sensoa was proud of his ability to eventually get the attacks down, though he had still taken damage from the attacks. He was pretty battered by now, his aura visible weaker than it was before. Just when he was getting the hand of it all, Sensoa would fell a par of arms around his waist, but he also noticed his other opponent was coming at him from behind. He couldn't escape the grip of the young lad in time, being struck square between the shoulders and falling to one knee.
Sensoa would stay kneeled down, panting heavily as he looked over to the boys. He was angry, but his body was giving out from exhaustion and pain. Nerves were not receiving signals and muscles slowly growing weaker by the moment. He would groan before falling flat on his ass and letting out a long sigh. After a brief moment of ragged breathing Sensoa would look at the two boys before laughing heartly. His laugh echoing outwards in a booming voice but in a good way, he was clearly pleased even tough he lost.
"HAHAHA You boys are more than I expected. Good work lads. I give up."
Sensoa would say as he gripped his back, stretching as the bloody spot on it leaked a green blood. He hadn't felt this good in a long time, his body feeling quite pleasant from the fatigue. He was having a blast but every good thing had to come to an end, and this was the end for this long battle. Well, long wasn't completely accurate. They had done a decent amount of damage but Sensoa was outmatched and he knew it. He wasn't so blind as to not see the difference in strength, even if he couldn't sense ki.
"Tell me Tarch... Why do I feel the same kind of sensation when both of you hit me. A secret bit of training, perhaps a brother of sorts? I am genuinely curious heh."
Sensoa was nonchalant about the whole affair of them fighting, he had never truly intended to kill the boys. They would have known if he had been but this was just a light work out. He only hoped they were smart enough to realize it, however even if they weren't he wouldn't really care. He had given it his all and lost, simple as that. A sudden wince of pain would radiate from his back and he would reach for the wound.
"OW OWOW... Tch took more damage from that hit than I expected agh!"
The demon had lowered his guard, as he didn't feel any blood lust from his opponents during his fight he only assumed they did not mean to kill. He hoped he could lower his guard near a child at least, otherwise the universe was worse than even HE thought of it... and he didn't have a bright attitude toward the mortal kind as is. Though he was slowly gaining respect for them, each one kept revealing new strengths and showing him weakness' he didn't know he had. This boys had just shown him that speed was a key factor in his weakness, and he would work on fixing that problem.
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Post by Tarch on Nov 24, 2018 15:32:39 GMT -6
The two Tarch’s stood triumphantly over the beaten demon, both smiling, though good’s a nice soft grin while Baddie’s was a devilishly cocky smirk. They obviously had no desire to beat this man too hard, after all, he only ever wants a friendly match even against people with as much rage and bloodlust as Sensoa. Luckily that seemed to have calmed down as if he literally got some sense knocked into him. Feeling satisfied with his work, good Tarch instinctively held up his hand, aiming for a high five. Baddie hesitated. He knew that as soon as their hands met, he’d be back to being a single person.
Fittingly enough Sensoa brought up the fact that the two boys hit exactly the same, down to the energy put into each blow. Good Tarch gave an embarrassed chuckle. “No, he’s not my brother. Actually, he’s me… I know it’s weird but…” He looked expectantly at his counterpart.
“Well come on, we had our fun, let’s show him.”
Baddie fidgeted in place, pursing his lips as a wave of regret washed over him. “Come on wimp… I’m not ready. I finally got to be free! Finally get to let out all this pent up bullshit from Vocado and Kayen and all that.”
Tarch sighed, shaking his head. “Honestly though. That’s still us, not just you. Look I know how pent up we were, and it’s not fair I dumped it all on you. But we’ll never be able to get over if you just rage and I run. I need you back.” He turned back to Sensoa, hand still raised. “See the thing is this is a weird technique I picked up by complete accident. It lets me make an exact copy of myself but splits my power in half." The two boys finally high fived, though in a shocking twist baddie pulled the original Tarch in for a hug just as they rejoined.
Now there was only one Tarch, who instantly doubled over as if he were punched in the gut. “Oh jeez! That was a good hit.” then his eyes went wide, turning to Mollusc with a horrified gape. “Oh no. Mr. Mollusc I am so sorry! I didn’t mean to be such a jerk! Please, let me come by your farm one day and I can help make up for what I did. Anytime that it is ok for you.”
With the apology out of the way, Tarch would resume his explanation to the beaten demon. The teen let him get comfortable, making sure he knew the fight was very much over. “I think that part of me really needed that fight. Anyways it’s kind of hard to explain. When I split it’s both is and is not an exact copy. Like it IS me, but I guess I kind of let my feelings run away with me.” Certainly not the best explanation, but the hybrid could only hope it sufficed. "Sorry if I hurt you too bad by the way."
Tarch reforms into one and is back at 72,000 PL
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Post by Mollusc on Nov 24, 2018 23:39:13 GMT -6
Seems the battle was finally over. Mollusc looked over, he honestly had not been paying attention for most of the fight. Though it seemed it ended peacefully. Neither of them had killed each other or hurt each other enough to knock one out. Guess Tarch was going to explain about something. You know them being two people as Sensoa didn't seem to understand that. Honestly, he was mostly clueless on that stuff anyway. Then the two of them refused. Mollusc smiled, guess they were done with that part of the story. Now he was at full strength and not have their emotions cut apart from one another. Then he began to try and apologize him agian. "As I said it is fine. My farm is just a distraction anyway. I want to wait and see what the kingdom does." He'd frown, "Hopefully Ramen can keep the two from going down a dark path." He'd smile at Tarch before he'd watch Tarch seemed to be talking to a demon. Guess he was worried he might have badly hurt him.
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Post by Sensoa on Nov 25, 2018 1:51:27 GMT -6
Sensoa remained quiet as he watched the two boys make their discussion, 'Good' Tarch explaining the situation but Sensoa didn't quite understand it. He wasn't stupid, he just found it hard to grasp right away. Instead he just nodded as the two spoke, then they touched hands before suddenly forming into one person again. Sensoa could tell they were stronger, but he didn't know how much more but it was apparent. The boy then went on to apologies to the Namekian who had remained silent for some time, then the Namaekian spoke up too.
Seemed the little trio was getting along well enough but Sensoa had no reason to stay here any longer. His battle was finished, so unless they wanted a rematch later he had no reason to stay. Slowly the demon stood up as he was apologized to about being hurt to which the demon simply laughed once more. His green eyes looking to the boy and patting him on the head.
"Boy... You'd need to hit me a lot harder than that to really put me down. But don't hesitate next time... I could tell you didn't want to hurt me."
Sensoa said before turning his back to the boy and Namekian, walking a short distance away. He would turn to look over his shoulder before giving a short wave.
"Next time, I want a true battle. With intent to hurt, hopefully you'll be ready. Though next time I will win, got it kid?"
With another chuckle the demon would left into the air before slowly beginning to fly away, taking his time this time. Perhaps he should look for another opponent when he healed up. Heh, that sounds like it could be fun.
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