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Post by Polbo on Nov 9, 2018 17:12:49 GMT -6
POLBO'S PL: 5 | SURVEYBOT'S PL: 5,000
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It was getting kind of boring having nothing to do, so Polbo decided to make there be something to do. It wasn't hard to bend a few fingers or call in a few favors to get an even organized basically whenever she wanted, and that was the case, currently. A few phone calls, a couple emails, and exactly four text messages and one wire transfer later, Polbo was at the concert hall where her event would be held. "Um, might I ask what urged you to host an event such as this?" one of the on hand assistants asked as he walked up to Polbo. She glanced over at him and furrowed her brows, apparently confused at what he was asking. "Uhh, cause it sounded like it'd be funny? A bunch of people throwing pies at each other, isn't that, like, literally classic comedy? Like, cavemen did it to each other, even?"
The assistant looked slightly confused, but he just quietly accepted Polbo's motives and walked off, grumbling something about cleaning costs. Polbo snorted at the thought of worrying about that. She'd cover the costs, of course - she could probably just pay for the whole thing ahead of time using nothing but the cash in her pocket, even, but for this one she'd just wait and see. Any minute now, the advertisement broadcast would go live, and Polbo was eager to finally test out the device she'd specifically created in order to keep her identity hidden while still hosting these major events. Not that she really minded the attention, but more that she didn't want any of her other clients to know her real identity. A bit of fumbling with the controls went on until the android lifted off the ground and started hovering properly.
"Alright, how do you do, Surveybot?" Polbo asked the consciousless Android, before speaking into the microphone attached to the headset she was wearing. "Why, I'm doing just great, oh wise and powerful creator!" she made the bot speak back to her, and she chuckled before sending it off in front of the cameras. It took a minute or two before the ad started properly streaming, but once it did, the broadcast would appear on almost every channel the average North City household had a subscription to. "Do YOU have a good throwing arm? A good taste for pies? Are you bored? If you answered YES to any of those three questions, come on down to the Rubery Concert Hall in North City, for a chance to win an impressive 'pie-z'!" Polbo wasn't sure if the pun there was clear enough, with prize becoming pies, but, whatever. Some boring information displayed on the screen, and then the commercial cut to an end.
Now, all she had to do was wait for entrants to pop up.
OOC NOTES: This is just gonna be a fun little competition: Basically, normal combat using techs your characters have, but they must all be flavored as throwing pies to attack or defend! KP will be replaced with PP (Pie Points). Free for all, last man standing wins a scouter or a pod or w/e, something cheapish. Fighting starts when I post again!
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Post by Peppa on Nov 10, 2018 1:48:02 GMT -6
They had just recently gotten into North City and they weren't really doing much. They had heard musing about some tournament, but still hadn't found anything solid about it. Peppa had grown bored with the waiting, her tail twitching from side to side agitatedly, as her finger tapped on her arm showing her impatience. It was around this time that the screens around her started to light up, announcing something to do with pies and grabbing the saiyans attention.
"What's all this now?"
Moving closer to the screen the ad was playing from to see that it was indeed a pie throwing contest. Something about winning a prize, she wasn't sure what it was, but it seemed fun. Better than twiddling her thumb around here. She glanced over at her companions and stuck a hand up into the air as she yelled at them, "Hey, I'll be back in a little bit. I'll meet you here!"
And with that she was off to the advertised location. When she got there she saw was the first contestant to arrive. "Huh, well I do hope other people show up, otherwise this will be awfully boring." She looked around, finding a registration desk she ran over and signed her name up. If anything it would make for good training. She could work on her coordination.
Thread PL: 15,000 | Ki Suppression Active: Read as (1) | No transformations
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Post by Van-80 on Nov 10, 2018 12:08:44 GMT -6
Van-80 PL: 24,000
Ima PL: 14,000
Pr1de PL: 14,000
For the first time in a long time, Van-80 was accompanied by both of his partners. On his left was the ever sweet and motherly Ima, while on his right walked the master of sin and debauchery Pr1de. Pr1de had insisted they tag along, wanting to get out of the recently mold infested lab thanks to a burst water pipe. Figuring they had been behaving surprisingly well lately, Van and Ima figured they may as well take them along with the condition they try to behave as best as they could.
The trio was walking around North City, a slight nip in the air causing just enough discomfort to make being outside a little bit of a chore. Luckily being artificial, the bots cared little about a little chill. As they passed by several little shops and parks, Vanity was occasionally hit with a fan looking to meet their robotic idol. Of course, he obliged, even signing a few odd objects. Soon, however, all attention diverted from the beauty obsessed android and shifted to some sort of event taking place at the local concert hall. Seemed like the three would escape the cold after all.
Van led his compatriates inside the hall, a little shocked by the very peculiar announcements being made. “A Pie throwing contest… sounds a little silly if you ask me.” Van regarded with a small flip of his hair. “Besides, getting all of the pie out of the bad side of my face would take all day. Perhaps we should…”
Before he could suggest giving this a pass, Van noticed Ima bouncing on the balls of her feet. “Oh! We simply must! Please, Van, I have always wanted to do something silly like a pie fight!”
The male android chuckled, putting a hand on his partner's shoulder. “Sorry Ima dear, I think this is just a bit too… messy for my tastes, besides I doubt Pr1de would want to…” he looked over to see a sinister smile crossing the androgynous androids face. “Not you too. Ima I get, but I would not have pegged you as the pie flinging sort.”
Pr1de turned to face their partners. “Are you kidding? What could possibly be more humiliating than being splattered with a pie right in your face? As if I would ever pass up the chance to subject someone to such humiliation.”
Vanity gave a small sigh of delighted defeat. “Well, I suppose if you two are so inclined, I suppose a bit of silly harmless fun couldn’t hurt.” With that, the three androids walked up to the desk to sign themselves up.
“Don’t think I’ll go easy on you Van!” Ima laughed, poking her partner in the chest. Van just smiled to himself, watching both his partners scout the area.
“Perhaps I should try advertising this,” Van mused as he saw the robot shouting out his own advert. “Everyone in North City would flock if they heard I was here… Now THAT would be beautiful.”
Meanwhile, Ima was a little confused when she heard the winner would get a “pies.” “Well, that is just silly. One that’s improper grammar, it should be an impressive pie, and two, there’s going to be pie everywhere. I wonder if that robot up there is malfunctioning.”
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Post by Bozo on Nov 10, 2018 17:04:45 GMT -6
Bozo's PL: 143,694 / 23,949 [Ringmaster Active | x6/x1]
Earth is VERY boring. There was nothing to do besides just… do nothing. Ever since he was told to come to this planet, Bozo has been walking around and looking around at what the planet had to offer. His roaming grounds were usually North City, which had to be considering one of the more fun cities, Badman City, is being taken over by a crowd of good guys. Man, they made things boring; removing all that chaos and excitement, how dare they do such a thing? He would give them a piece of his mind, but he decided not to and just stay low. He had to hunt down saiyans and murder them, and look for some other information that can help the Fleet.
Bozo would let out a long yawn as he walked around North City, a rather bored expression on his face. Everyone was out doing their usual boring Earthling things, like going out to eat, going to work, walking their dogs... all that boring jazz. He wanted to blow this city up and laugh at everyone, but again, he had to follow orders. Maybe he’ll blow up a small island later? Or maybe if there were tourists on that island, he would mess with them… before blowing the entire island up! A wide, toothy grin formed across the hakaijin’s face from the idea, rubbing his hands together and chuckling quietly. While he was distracted however, he would bump face-first on a person’s leg, which was enough for him to snap back into reality.
A growl escaped from the alien as he rose a hand up, an aura of purple ki forming in his palms, only to hear this question.
“ARE YOU BORED?”
Bozo would stop charging his attack upon hearing this, his ears perking up curiously. “Yeah, I’m bored… how did you know?” He would ask the person in front of him, assuming he was the one who asked the question The man would just point at a TV that was displayed inside a shop, and only then the alien would realize that a whole group of Earthlings was watching this broadcast. Bozo would go ahead and listen to this advertisement, a smile slowly stretching across his face.
“Rubery Concert Hall? North City? Pies?”
“That sounds a lot of fun, hehehehehe!”
Whenever the four participants showed up, a small purple feline would be seen walking into the area where they were at. He was pretty small and appeared to be a child of sorts, considering his size and overall appearance. The alien creature would first look at the three androids, and to a… saiyan. He blinked a few times after seeing the woman, and his immediate thought was to blast her into nothing. He decided not to however, instead just rolling his eyes. “I heard there were going to be pies being thrown around. Where are these pies?” Bozo would ask out of nowhere before hovering up in the air, getting into a sort of position that made him look like he was laying back. “I guess you four are joining in this contest? Weeeeell, let's hope you'll have enough soap and water after all this... I'm very serious when it involves pie throwing."
It used to be his profession really.
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Dosu
Archived
ARCHIVED - NG+ LITE TO FRIMAS
PL: 176,450
Seething Savagery (x4P) Super Heran (x18/x16T)
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Post by Dosu on Nov 10, 2018 23:51:38 GMT -6
|Eye On the Pies| PL: 28'600
No matter where you are, whether it’s in the next city or on the other side of the galaxy, nothing could compare to the promise of free food. If anything, it would be a good opportunity to familiarize himself with the fine cuisine of Earth. The broadcast appeared on every television in the city, inviting every people with the proper qualification to someplace in the city. Throwing arm? Hah! Better than anybody, that’s for sure. Good taste for pies? Hell yeah, bring it on! These fools won’t even know who they’re dealing with. As for whether or not he was bored, well let’s just say he could take a break from all the fighting and what better way to take a day off than to indulge in unreasonable amounts of food.
Finding the exact location of the event was another matter completely, however. Unfamiliar to the layout of the city, he took a while to scout the city in his quest to find the Shruberry –or whatever it was called- concert hall in North City. After asking many citizens where to find the exact location, more often than not using exemplar tactics such as bullying or threatening, the Heran came across a poor fellow that was rather quick to spill the beans. Not like there was anything to hide in the first place, but people seemed reluctant to answer him in the first place. Had he already made a name for himself? He was responsible for a few petty crimes such as destruction of property and threatening to destroy a city, but surely that wouldn’t be enough to make a case against him, right?
Finally, he arrived at the hall, ready to punish all these idiots with his pie-throwing skills. To make sure people would notice his entrance, he lifted his left leg and with a powerful kick, he slammed the door open, attracting all of the attention to himself. People were already present and he scouted through the hall to identify every one of his potential competitors. Hah, they all looked rather weak, certainly not fit to handle a pie at a full velocity to the face.
“Alright, you bunch of losers! I’m here to make this pie eating thing happen, so you best give up now while you still can!”
The smell of the food made his stomach growl, the sweet scent of the pies making him realize how hungry he really was. Almost drooling, the exquisite odor triggered his transformation, looking everywhere to find the delicious food. As he grew in size, he stepped inside, not leaving the pies out of his sight. Surely, this was not the best way to keep the attention off of him, but he didn’t care.
“Oh my, you sure seem very delicious, my sweet sweet pies. Can I eat one? Wait, why am I even asking for permission?”
And he tried to reach for a pie to wolf down, fingers wiggling as his hand approached one of the many desserts.
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Post by Majin Bloom on Nov 11, 2018 16:45:53 GMT -6
Bloom's PL: 16,000 | 48,000 Ki Suppression: Active (Reads as 5)
After what had gone down in Satan City, Bloom needed a break from just about everything. So, when she had heard about a pie contest in North City, Bloom was on that like icing on cake. She figured it was a pie eating contest. When she walked into the advertised location, it seemed like a bunch of participants had already arrived. Late as usual. Shrugging, Bloom walked up to the registration desk and put her name down on the roster.
Glancing around, Bloom looked at the other participants. Robots. Hey, there’s that monkey girl Peppa. Bloom waved at her. There was a...Cat...thing? And that loud, jerky blue guy. Hm. Well, Bloom didn’t really care. She walked over to where she saw stacks of pies and immediately stuffed one into her face. She was hungry. She wanted it. Done. Opening her mouth wide, she stuff the whole thing in, tin and all.
Picking up the pie that the blue guy was reaching for, Bloom stuffed into her face as well. Hers now. And so was the next one. And the next. Mmm. They were good. Not much other than whipped cream and a crust, but hey, good enough. Choking a little, Bloom spat out a pie tin and stared back up at the blue jerk.
“Why don’t you give up…?”
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Post by Polbo on Nov 12, 2018 23:06:17 GMT -6
It took less time than Polbo was expecting for some real contestants to show up. There were a handful of 'Nobody Pie Cannonfodder', or 'NPCs' that wandered about, waiting for something to happen as Polbo impatiently sat with her legs crossed on the stage at the front of the concert hall, her brows furrowed and arms crossed, a distinct frown across her features. These humans were nothing special! Polbo had been hoping for her ad to attract some real meat and potatoes from around the city, but the highest power level she could read was barely more significant than her own. The pink haired woman blew a raspberry as she was considering just shutting the whole thing down, when the first significant energy source appeared.
The human's yellowish eyes honed in on the purple creature thing's impressively high energy signature. "Holy shit, that's some power," Polbo muttered with slight glee as she watched the creature casually meander about. It'd been a fair amount of time since she'd seen someone pack that kind of power, and from the looks of it, he'd totally sweep the competition! Shortly after him, a slightly less impressive but still respectable power signature entered the arena, this one belonging to what looked like a big, buff Heran man. A few more insignificant power levels trickled through, and once they'd stopped for a while, Polbo decided it was about time to get started.
The human got to her feet and cleared her throat, before tapping on the microphone in front of her. "Is this thing on-" she started to ask into it, and was met with some piercing feedback, which she flinched back from in disgust. After a second or so, she tried again. "Does it work, now...? Okay, it does! Welcome all, to the Pie Battle Royale! Before you are a whole bunch of tables with pies on them. Feel free to eat them, if you want. But the real challenge here, is in the contest: You'll all be throwing these pies at each other with all your might, and whoever's the last one standing, wins a nifty prize! Don't worry about making a mess, of course, just let your opponents have it!"
Polbo cleared her throat, and took out a whistle. "The battle begins as soon as I blow this - and I'll be providing regular updates from a safe and clean location I'll be observing from, so you know how each of you stands!" The human began to slowly back away from the competitors and microphone as she lifted the whistle to her mouth. Once she was a safe distance back, she blew as hard as she could into the whistle: the fighting could now begin! Polbo quickly retreated into her surveillance room in the back, and eagerly began to watch the action on the many cameras that kept watch over the battle hall. This was gonna be good!
TAGS: Peppa
OOC NOTES: Let the battles begin!
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Post by Peppa on Nov 14, 2018 0:17:08 GMT -6
It wasn't long before other people started showing up, the crowd getting bigger and bigger as time went on. She even saw a familiar face among the crowd, the blue man who had beat the crap out of her in the desert, and... was that Bloom?!
"Hey, Bloom!" she called, waving her hand as she walked over to the majin and the blue man. It had been some time since she'd last seen her. Since their match in South City if she recalled. "It's been awhile, how have you been?"
This was the last place she thought she'd run into Bloom, funny enough she was just thinking about her that morning. She glanced over towards Dosu, the Heran who beat the crap out of her simply because he didn't like saiyans. He was someone else she didn't think she'd see here. Returning her gaze to Bloom she meant to offer a reply to her, then the voice came over the mic, announcing the start of the battle.
"Talk later I guess," she jumped away from the two to the closest table that still had pies on it, seeing as Bloom devoured the ones on the table they were at. Scooping up a pie off the table she would tuck into roll, throwing the pie at the strange cat looking thing with wings. She may as well start somewhere, and if she could, she'd rather save Bloom and the Heran for later.
PP: 2/3
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Post by Van-80 on Nov 14, 2018 13:00:19 GMT -6
It seemed quite a crowd turned up for an otherwise surprisingly unsuspecting event. Unfortunately, Van didn’t recognize anyone there. He noticed some strange cat-like alien, similar to one he’d seen months ago but he still wasn't entirely sure what they were. Then there was some blue guy. That was fine, blue is a great color! Though his demeanor was less beautiful and more rough and tumble. After that, there was one of those Majins! Van loved those things! They made no sense but didn’t have to either, hence why they were so great, to begin with. Along with the saiyan girl who was there before the three androids, it seemed they were in for quite the treat.
It wasn’t long before the host of the silly event began her announcements, making sure everyone knew what they signed up for. Luckily for Ima, who was now picking her whipped cream covered finger into her mouth like a guilty child poking a birthday cake, the contestants were allowed to eat their ammunition, though it was probably a little counterproductive to do so. Pr1de, on the other hand, was already set, a pie in each hand and a sinister smirk that put demons to shame.
Then the whistle blew, signaling the pie flinging madness to begin. Unfortunately, Van was the furthest of his team from the tables, having to scramble desperately in hopes he didn’t get pelted in an instant. Ima picked up the one she was poking at before, aiming to throw it at the large blue man square in his face. Of course, Pr1de had their targets picked out before he had his weapons. Without warning or mercy, he’d chuck his two pastries, one at the saiyan girl, and one at the majin, the latter receiving the hard throw. “I heard Majins enjoy eating, so how’s this!”
Van is caught off guard
PP: 3/3
Ima throws a basic Pie at Dosu
PP: 3/3
Pr1de used P1 Pie Shot at Bloom for 4,620 PL (Pie Level) after a basic pie thrown at Peppa
PP: 2/3
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Post by Bozo on Nov 16, 2018 15:20:44 GMT -6
Oh, this is going to be a lot of fun!
More people began to show up, all in different shapes and sizes. There was a big blue man, a slim majin woman… gee, this is going to be a lot of fun. But he’s going to have a lot more fun messing with the saiyan that was currently here, believing since he couldn’t kill her, he might as well make her life hell. She isn’t going to be the only one experiencing his dirty tricks and whatnot, for he thought that the blue man deserved some of his chaotic shenanigans. Nobody has the right to call Bozo a ‘loser’, but obviously he couldn’t just punish them via a giant ball of purple death. Pies will, again, do for now. Maybe next time after they meet, he’ll show them who’s the real loser around here…
The hakaijin yawned quietly as the wait continued, watching as the majin and heran enjoyed their own ammo. Pies weren’t meant for eating, they’re meant for throwing! What a bunch of silly, SILLY fools. Speaking of throwing, he might as well begin preparing, floating over to one of the tables that had a long row of pies ready. He would go ahead and grab one, using both of his hands to pick it up. But after that, he would hear an EAR PIERCING noise, which causes him to flinch as well. “Now that wasn’t fun…” He whimpered, though after a shake of his head, the ringing that was in his ears would just die out. A sigh of relief escaped Bozo as he laid back in the air, relaxing while he had the pie resting on his stomach.
The person went ahead and explained what was gonna happen, which of course didn’t interest Bozo. He was never happy with following the rules, especially if it’s something as easy as throwing pies! Whenever the announcement was over and the whistle has been blown, everything immediately went into a chaotic pie-frenzy! Pies were being thrown left to right, top to bottom, sorth and weast! The alien smirked as the chaos ensued, taking a moment to watch everything happen… only for someone to throw a pie at his face!
Bozo would close his eyes whenever it impacted, the pan slowly sliding off his face. “Oh, I guess we’re gonna be monkeying around for now?” He would say, a wide smirk forming across his face, revealing the very sharp rows of teeth he had. After wiping his face off, he would raise the pie he had in his hands up in the air, “Prepare for your pie-struction!” Bozo immediately chucked the pie towards Peppa’s face at blinding speed, wanting to return the favor!
10% PD (Pie Damage) suffered!
Bozo returns the favor with his own P1, Pie Destruction! This deals 47,419 PL (Pie Level) damage, which has a damage potential of 316% PD!
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Dosu
Archived
ARCHIVED - NG+ LITE TO FRIMAS
PL: 176,450
Seething Savagery (x4P) Super Heran (x18/x16T)
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Post by Dosu on Nov 16, 2018 23:43:56 GMT -6
|Eye On the Pies| PL: 114 400 (28 600 base x4)
What a bunch of uncivilized fellows. Dosu was merely here for a good and sweet time and now he was getting sassed? He remembered that Majin girl from before. She was nothing impressive but could tank hits fairly well. Did she think she was safe here to provoke him like that? Because that pie, he was gonna eat the hell out of it and now, she nabbed it right from under his eyes to eat it whole. Not even taking the time to enjoy it, to savor its subtle and refined taste, no. She swallowed it whole with the tin. What a grotesque individual.
“Give up? Who do you think I am? You got lucky last time and if you think you’re safe here, you just don’t know how hard I can really throw these pies.”
If that wasn’t clear enough, he had just marked her as a prime target during the fight. The whistle blew after a while, initiating the hostilities. Soon after, the hall became one huge battlefield with pies flying everywhere, almost clouding the vision. During the time between his first interaction with Bloom and the start of the fight, he distanced himself from her to let her forget about him a bit. However, she was the target he was after. While dodging most pies coming his way, he scouted the area in search of his prey. He maneuvered in the hall, send pies everywhere on the poor fools that dared to cross his path. Finally, he got her in his sight, almost forgetting everything around him. Placing a pie in his hand, he made it spin really fast in his hand, yelling the name of his now signature technique.
“DESTRUCTO PI-“
Before he could launch his attack, he received a pie square in the face. It was his fault for tunneling too hard on his target, but still, that attack was cheap! He dropped the pie he was holding, wiping the cream off his face with an angry look on his face. His chest started heaving faster and faster as his breathing became deeper, trying to contain the surge of rage while searching for the culprit. He even transformed on the spot without even realizing it.
“HEY! WHO DID THIS? SHOW YOURSELF AT ONCE! IT’S YOU, RIGHT? YES, IT’S GOTTA BE YOU!”
As he was about to bash some poor guy’s face in, Bloom appeared at the edge of his field of vision. In a quick movement, he changed the course of his pie-throwing attack at the last second, right in her direction.
“DESTRUCTO PIE!”
The rotating pie came rushing at her at full speed, spraying cream everywhere in a fashion that was reminiscent of a certain technique.
Dosu transformed! New PL: 114 400
[P1] Destructo Pie used! 37 750 pie damage coming towards Bloom!
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Post by Majin Bloom on Nov 18, 2018 20:51:16 GMT -6
| EYES ON THE PIES |
Bloom's PL: 16,000 | 48,000 Ki Suppression: Active (Reads as 5)
Bloom glanced over to Peppa as her friend greeted her. She was face deep in pies though, so at best all she could manage was another wave. And then the contest started. Peppa, poor Peppa, decided to throw a pie at the guy with the most ridiculous power level here. Welp, that was gonna go well for her. Bloom turned her attention to her own problems. Speaking of, there was some trouble headed her way now. Some robot guy decided to throw a pie at her. Huh. A pink barrier of energy formed between her white skin and the pie as it impacted. She flipped it up into the air after having killed its momentum and caught it with her mouth. She just gave the robot guy a thumbs up with a competitive twinkle in her eye. She was the master of pie eating. She wouldn’t be shown up that easily. And there went Peppa. The cat thing had taken offense to the pie that Peppa had throw and was throwing a mean pie to Peppa’s face. Bloom would be surprised if she was still conscious after that one. As Bloom looked out to the rest of the competition, Bloom wondered at the waste of all of these good pies. She sighed a little. Man, she could have eaten for months with the sheer amount of pies here. That was when she felt a huge power level spike. She looked over to the blue guy. Ah. He was throwing a pie at her. And it was coming with some speed. Bloom twisted up the insides of her body into tightly coiled springs. In one moment, Bloom was sitting where she began the contest. In the next, she was gone as the pie harmlessly whizzed past the place her head had been. Behind Dosu, Bloom floated idly in the air, staring down at him with a bored expression. “Yo...you missed…”
Bloom used [P1] Pie Shell to block Pr1de's Pie with 16,000 PL in defense.
Bloom used [PU1] Pie Zoom to avoid Dosu's Destructo Pie with 48,000 PL in defense.
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Post by Peppa on Nov 20, 2018 9:50:26 GMT -6
And bingo, she got the hit she was looking for in, but it didn't seem like it did much to the cat with wings. Peppa frowned and readied herself to throw another pie in the direction of the cat. It didn't seem like she would get the chance though as the cat like figure responded quickly, tossing his own pie her way. Mustering as much strength as she could, Peppa hurled another pie at the incoming one, but alas, the force behind the cats pie was too much and knocked Peppa's aside.
he barely paid attention to the other pie that had hit her, she was more worried about the one coming full speed at her face. It wasn't something that she was going to be able to dodge, throwing her hands up in a cross guard she braced herself. The pie hit hard, so much so that she was actually being pushed backwards. Just who the hell was this guy? It wasn't long before the pie broke through her guard and landed square in her face, sending her flying away from the event. She only stopped when her back hit something hard, knocking the wind out of her. For a second the stayed there, pie in face, the rock that she was embedded in spidering from the cracks her impact made before eventually chunks began to fall and freed her from the mountains embrace. Not that it mattered, by then the Saiyan was unconscious. She hit the ground with a resounding thud, and would probably stay there unless someone else got her back to her feet.
So... the cat knocked her out, unless somebody wants to wake her up, I guess Peppa is out
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Post by Van-80 on Nov 22, 2018 10:00:04 GMT -6
The three androids were lucky enough not to be targeted by anyone strong enough to do any serious damage. Even better Ima’s pies hit their mark, though Pr1de was less than successful in their attempt to hit the majin. If anything she gobbled up the pastry with no trouble at all. In a show of competitive sportsmanship, they flashed Bloom an evil grin, “Glad you liked it slimy.” The three grouped together, each one back to back.
“That’s some pie power being thrown around,” Ima panted, looking to avoid any possible oncoming pies.
“Momma’s girl is right,” Pr1de added, taking a chance to throw a pie at whoever was closest. “That bat cat thing just took out that saiyan in one hit. I hate to say it Vaney, but the three of us might ACTUALLY have to fuse.”
Van-80 looked over to the now dazed and unconscious saiyan girl, her face completely obscured by pie, the wall behind her even cracked. The beauty obsessed android quickly turned to look at her attacker. He had seen aliens like them before, known for their excellent offensive capabilities. Van gulped, separate, even with the B.U.T. Drive at max power they had no chance. The blue man was also a force to be reckoned with, and the majin seemed to be able to take just as much a beating as any other he’d seen. Not to mention the pretty bot knew that if Pr1de was willing to fuse with Ima of all people, they were really desperate. “Hmm, you’d think these guys would start small then work their way up.”
“To be fair Van,” Ima cut off, ducking a random pie, “This isn’t a performance, its a contest.”
“Still! It just seems tacky to me. Oh well, I suppose it can’t be helped, Alright then, let’s show these fools what True Beauty of Pie looks like.”
In a flash of dazzling light, the three androids disappeared, melding into each other as an entirely new being. Small sparks crackling around the pies, showing the true power of beauty and pastries. “Behold! The vision of beauty itself. And of Pie’s Unending Tenacity.” PIE.V.I. was once again born onto the world, ready to spread whipped cream and assorted fruits through the majesty of the pie. With their new power, they sent a particularly power pie towards the blue man, hoping to pierce any defenses he may have in mind.
Van, Ima, and Pr1de all fuse to become PVI (Pride Van1ma) with a base PL of 42,480 then activate Maximum Overdrive (x4) for 169,920 PL.
[V2] Radiant Pie Spark (Piercing Variant) for 56,074 PL sent towards Dosu
KP: 5/7
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Post by Bozo on Nov 23, 2018 10:29:30 GMT -6
The hakaijin would just stare at the saiyan, his eyes widened for a moment. This was most possibly the funniest thing he’s seen so far on this rock; a saiyan getting knocked out from one pie throw. Heck, he wasn’t even trying either! After a moment of just staring at the unconscious woman, he would let out a devilish chuckle. If saiyans were THAT weak on this planet, then it isn’t going to be hard destroying them! This also means he can have fun with the saiyans too due to how weak they were, so with this knowledge, he knew for a fact that he was going to have fun with his mission. Bozo would wipe his hands, letting out what sounded like a satisfied sigh. “Now THAT was fun!”
Bozo would begin to look around as the chaos ensued, watching as a heran screamed at the top of his lungs. Honestly the only person he seemed to like so far was this screaming heran; he was filled with unbridled pie fury! A smile would spread across his face as he went ahead and hovered higher into the air, deciding to observe the show for now and stray away from the battlegrounds. Maybe he’ll claim his title as victor once there’s one last person standing, because he knew for a fact that he can beat anyone with one hit… though that majin woman could be a little bit of trouble, along with the heran probably.
He yawned quietly as he watched the majin and heran go at it, laying on his side and observing the two with a bored expression on his face. Perhaps laying around and watching this go on was a bad idea… which would suddenly change however once he saw the three, he assumed to be, humans gather up in a huddle of sorts! He stared at them, curious on what they were plotting. Soon enough however, a big flash of light would surround the three! Bozo’s eyes widened as he saw the three humans turn into one!
Did they just fuse?!
Bozo usually isn’t impressed, but fusion is beyond ANYTHING he could imagine. He’s seen namekians do it kind of, but it appeared that the three were sort of… in there? At least Bozo assumed so, not exactly knowing how this kind of fusion worked. This little show suddenly got way more exciting, and somehow even more beautiful! For now he decided to watch the fused androids, staring at them with a curious child-like expression on his face.
No action has been made!
+1 PP!
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3/3 PP
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BOZO - WTF OFFICER 
