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Post by Synthesia on Nov 21, 2018 19:15:10 GMT -6
| Disorder Dissipation |SYNTHESIA'S PL: 26,000 (awaiting conversion) |
Something fishy was going on in South City, and despite being next to an ocean, it most certainly wasn't a fish. No, it was a something- reports were vague, but results were not. Synthesia wore his Pride Trooper uniform, his usual white shirt being replaced by a blue-and-grey one. Synthesia wasn't really fit for spandex, but he had to at least have something, right?
After all, he was here to do his job.
Several random attacks on a beach wouldn't go overlooked by the Troopers. Synthesia had been dispatched to deal with the threat. Satan City may have been reclaimed, but that didn't mean they were going to forget about their other duties. The Pride Troopers kept a watch list- Synthesia was tasked with coming out here and assigning a threat level to whatever this little thing was. It may have just been some kid who was kicking up some trouble with his natural talent- that could be dealt with by a stern reprimanding. That's what Synthesia hoped it was, at least- if it wasn't, well... his job would be a little bit more difficult.
Synthesia sighed. Being a Pride Trooper was hard.
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Post by Bozo on Nov 22, 2018 1:31:48 GMT -6
Bozo's PL: 180,000/30,00 [Ringmaster Active | x6/x1]
Chaos, chaos! There was so much of it to the point Bozo couldn’t comprehend it! People were running, screaming for their lives… all while he sat back and ate an ice cream cone. Instead of his usual attire, he was instead wearing a pair of black boxers, not wanting to have sand stuck in his cape and whatnot. He was, how he viewed himself, the embodiment of chaos and destruction, but none can compare to the rough feeling such as sand! He remembered being at a beach like this on another planet, and oh boy was it pain getting sand out from his shoes. Sand was the evilest and vilest thing imaginable, and even Bozo wouldn’t wish for anyone to suffer the same fate. On the topic of suffering however, the stand that he was currently sitting at once had a long line of people, but now there were none!
Jee, who knew that creating a crater-sized hole could scare a crowd away? Anywho…
“Sir, uh… would you like more?” The person running the little stand whimpered out from inside it, in which Bozo would respond by raising a single finger up. A small purple orb would form on his finger tip for a brief moment as Bozo continued to enjoy his treat, before finally eating it whole. “Ah… yes, I would like some more actually! Just for that, I won’t destroy this little stand of yours.~ Now hurry up and make me a hot fudge sundae.” The hakaijin would let out a chuckle, sighing quietly. This surely was the life for him. It might not be all that exciting compared to the other times, but oh boy it was still amazing. “Y’know, there were seven other stands that give me the darn courtesy to offer what you just offered… hehehe, let’s just say that those stands won’t be up again for a while.~” He would let out a short cackle, in which the stand owner would go ahead and offer the sundae that Bozo requested.
“H-Here you go, sir! T-Thank yo-“
“Wait.”
Bozo would eye the sundae, his eyes narrowing. There was the vanilla ice cream, the hot fudge… but where was the cherry on top?
“Where is my cherry?”
“We’re all out of cherries! I can go get some more a-and...”
“You better start running, because OH GOLLY I’M GOING TO BLOW THIS STAND TO THE FOURTH DIMENSION!!”
Bozo would begin to float in the air, raising a hand up to begin preparing his attack. A ball of purple ki would form in his palms, which would increase in size. Luckily the stand owner was long gone by now, because Bozo would feel really bad if the WTF chewed him out because he killed a non-saiyan.
“BYE-BYE~!”
Once the orb was just the right size, he would chuck it at the stand, grinning widely as the small building exploded into fiery bits and pieces! Though from out of nowhere, a bowl of an ice cream would suddenly fall into his hands, which turned out to be the same sundae the store clerk gave him! Bozo stared at it for a moment, but by the kais above, it appeared it was his lucky day! A cherry would fall on top of the ice cream stack, causing the hakaijin to let out a satisfied hum.
The alien would proceed to eat his ice cream while up in the air, not even bothering to touch the cherry…
Now who’s going to be brave enough to spoil his fun?
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Post by Synthesia on Nov 25, 2018 16:06:20 GMT -6
| Disorder Dissipation |
Well hey! That was easy. There they were!
Woah, they were pretty small, too. Woah, that was a lot of destruction, Woah, they were- wait a minute, what? Synthesia's eyes widened as he read their level of power. They were basically a child! A very strong, very, uh, troublesome child. Luckily for Synthesia, he knew just how to deal with children. He was a children! The little floating guy just needed a stern talking-to.
Synthesia marched over to his now-adversary. He just needed to remember those monologues he had practiced! He'd make them stop without even needing to fight. Synthesia knew they would come in handy eventually. He cleared his throat, his legs exploding into a gaggle of roots that shot upwards so he could be eye-level with the goblin.
"Hey! Hey you!" Synthesia jutted his hand out towards Bozo, sending both of his hands out to the side. "Wait, one second..." This was his pose, right? He hadn't really thought it through that much. He wanted something intimidating, and a child at an arcade told him to try looking like a T! What a genius idea!
"Evil doer! Your room of Trevor, no, wait," Synthesia pulled out his collar, where he had stored his notes. "Evildooer! Your reign of terror ends, by me, the-" He read it again. "-nature trooper? What? I didn't write this..." Synthesia's eyebrows furrowed. He had submitted his Trooper Title to be 'Supreme Earth Kami Not Kami (sparkles). Clearly, this wasn't that. Lame. Wait, he had a job to do!
"Wait, where was I again?" Synthesia looked up at Bozo sheepishly. Boy, he wasn't making a very good first impression, was he? Wait a second! This guy was an enemy, not a kid! Wait, no, he was a kid, but he was an enemy! Why would Synthesia care about making a good first impression? He'd rather just make a bad one instead! "Hey, you f-" Synthesia's lips quivered as he attempted to spit out the forbidden swear. Scandalous. Unfortunately, swear words made him feel bad. -fart? Where are your parents? What you're doing is very, VERY dangerous!"
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Post by Bozo on Nov 27, 2018 20:10:02 GMT -6
It didn’t take long until his treat was nearly halfway eaten, not bothering to enjoy his meal and instead snarfing it down. Though he would stop eating after noticing that someone was approaching him, his slitted pupils following this mysterious person. Who were they exactly, and why weren’t they running away from him? He held his ice cream in his arms, watching as this person went ahead and got to his level. He didn’t fly however, but instead they used… roots, vines? Once Synth was finally leveled with him, he couldn’t help but stare at his legs, noticing how they were all root-y… huh.
Bozo would flinch once the person extended their arms out to their sides, doing something that resembled a T. Honestly he really liked that pose! It gave off a weird, strange vibe, plus it honestly spooked Bozo a little bit. The hakaijin would hug onto his bowl of half-eaten ice cream, his ears perking up however as the green guy began to speak! It appeared that they were one of those ‘extreme goodie good guys’, a wide grin stretching across Bozo’s face. He LOVED hearing these heroic monologues, but as Synth screwed up, that wide smile would slowly fade away. “Are you serious? You can’t even remember your own monologues? Ooooh, I thought heroes on these planets were creative!” He would groan, going ahead and taking a bite from his treat.
He would just sit back and watch as Synthesia continued to fail, a disappointed expression formed on the alien’s face. Synth wasn’t making a good first impression at all, instead he was actually angering Bozo. Heck, they messed everything up! This is not how a person should introduce themselves to a bad guy, not at all! It was so bad to the point that Bozo couldn’t destroy them without feeling bad himself! So once they were finished with they wanted to say, the hakaijin would speak up, saying, “You know, I USUALLY destroy good guys immediately after they finish their monologue, but I can’t do that because… there is no monologue!” Bozo would go ahead and drop his ice cream, causing it to hit the sand below.
Bozo gave Synth a few pokes on his chest, squinting his eyes at them. “Do I need to teach you on how to make a good monologue? Now your pose is actually quite great, quite intimidating! It gave ol’ Bozo a scare definitely… but you must work on your entrances!” Who knew that a hakaijin who’s pride and joy was destroying things would be trying to help a good guy with his monologues… “Give me your notes, now! Don’t say no or I will not hesitate to destroy you.”
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Post by Synthesia on Dec 14, 2018 17:01:44 GMT -6
| Disorder Dissipation |
Well, he wasn't intimidated. Clearly, something had gone wrong.
Synthesia furrowed his eyebrows at the floating purple child. Clearly, he had experience with this kind of thing. Pondering on it a moment, that meant that this guy was basically like his elder, right? Maybe giving him the time of day would lead to him gaining a better understanding of how to make a good hero entrance! Wait, no- this guy was his enemy! He needed to go on the offensive- wait, his name was Bozo? Wasn't that what homeless people were called?
Putting that aside, boy, this guy sure was pretty strong. While Synthesia was beyond sure that he could wipe this guy out with minimal effort, the little voice of reason in his head (that was consistently locked in a cage) was screaming at him. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to stall this out just a little bit? Just a few minutes. He could beat this guy up whenever the urge came over him- becoming better at his hero duties was a bigger priority. Yeah. Right. That's what it was.
Well, how'd he give over his notes? They were written in his shirt. Ah well- this was fine. Synthesia grabbed the bottom hem of his shirt and yanked it off in one fluent motion- but as soon as the collar left his neck, two big leaves fell on his front and back side. They were wrapped with a vine down the middle. He flipped his shirt out a few times before folding it in half and presenting it to Bozo. "M-My notes are in there. Be grateful that I'm sparing you so you can do this service for me!"
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Post by Bozo on Dec 18, 2018 12:14:15 GMT -6
“Well, I’m waiting!” Bozo would exclaim, holding his hand out with a rather displeased look in his eyes. He hated heroes with a passion, but their only redeeming quality was the fact they were fun to mess with. They talk big and bad, saying how his deeds were deemed wrong and whatnot. He loved the typical, albeit amusing, spiels of justice and how he was going to be sent to jail or whatever. Honestly he was thinking of turning himself in for once, just to see what the jails were like here… but that would have to wait. He couldn’t destroy nor allow this dummy to take him in; his speech was horrible and it lacked any sort of spunk like all the other heroes usually had. The pint-sized destroyer would stare down at Synth, his slitted pupils piercing through their more than likely plant-like soul.
Bozo would grimace whenever he saw the person beginning to remove their shirt, causing the alien to exclaim, “Yuck!” He would go ahead and cover his eyes, not wanting to see… whatever they were doing. “I said notes! Do Earthlings usually do this whenever I ask that?!” He would shout aloud, only to be told by the person that their notes were in there. The alien would peep through the cracks of his digits, letting out a sigh of relief upon seeing that the human… er, whatever they were, was covered up with plants. He would straighten up his posture afterwards, but kept his scowl as he went and snatched the shirt away from the bio-android.
Bozo skimmed over the notes, clicking his tongue and shaking his head. “No, no… wrong, wrong, wrong…” He would unfold the person’s shirt, holding it out so he could see the rest of the notes that were probably written down. After a few more minutes of examining this ‘hero’s’ shirt, he would let out a sigh, handing it over to Synth with a slow shake to his head. “Now the things I’m reading are… right, I guess! But you need more spunk! You cannot stutter; you have to be confident in what you say and do! You’re a goody good, after all… so act like it!” Bozo would say, his scowl lessening as he tried to give this so-called hero advice. He knew they were trying their hardest, since most heroes tried to… “Are you a newbie? Oooh, boy… Did they teach you anything?”
The alien would crack his knuckles, letting out a sigh. “Okay, let’s start with something easy; posing!” After saying that, he would immediately spread his legs out. “This is a pose that I use, but you can try it if you wish to! Just tell people that it’s from yours truly and I’ll be fine~!” He would then extend his arm up towards the air, hand splayed while the other did the same, though it was tucked to his chest sort of. He would point his hands towards the sky in a slanted angle, looking up and yelling, “HA!” After giving Synth a sample of that pose, he would look towards him, remaining in the stance. “Now you try it!”
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Post by Synthesia on Dec 19, 2018 19:38:47 GMT -6
| Disorder Dissipation |
Man! This villain was a jerk! All he was doing was insulting Synthesia's hard work. Then again, Synthesia supposed that this was a villain, so he should've expected this villainy. It just went to show Synthesia how green he was...! He had a long ways to go. However, every hero started somewhere, and he'd start with his pose! His post certainly wasn't bad- he may as well try it out! He spread his root-legs apart, mimicking the purple child's actions. He grinned as he posed, nodding his head. "Wow! Intimidating! How'd you come up with it?"
But wait! Something was off. This guy said that he liked Synthesia's pose- it gave him a good ol' spook, as it were! But now he wanted to change it. Synthesia dropped the pose, and tapped his chin for a second, pondering over what might have been off. Suddenly, it struck him- he knew. He knew!
"Aha! You thought you could fool me, villain, but I won't be tricked, no siree!" Synthesia crossed his arms and smiled in a smug manner. "I know your dirty little tricks. You're gonna tell me, 'oh, don't worry, it's fine to use my pose! Just let em know it's mine,' and then, I'll do that, and then you'll SUE ME!" Synthesia pointed an accusatory finger at Bozo.
"Clever. You thought you could sneak your new-age villainy into this, but I'm just too perceptive for you, huh? Damn it! Damn it! Why does Hero work need to be so complicated!" Synthesia bit his thumb, biting down a tad too hard in his rage over corporate scandals. "I miss the good old days, don't you!? This used to be so much easier, way back when!"
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Post by Bozo on Dec 23, 2018 2:18:10 GMT -6
The hakaijin would let out a cackle upon hearing Synth’s reaction to his pose, grinning widely. “Oh, it’s a very long story! But I don’t want to explain, for it’s too dastardly and evil for you to comprehend! It involves sharks, lava, lava sharks, and much more! So much horror and terror, it is very frightening!” Bozo would exclaim, grasping his chest to pile on the drama. His tale might’ve sound epic and cool, but alas, it was fake. He found the pose while looking through a magazine from some grocery store, which he of course destroyed. Bozo had creative ideas and whatnot, but he sometimes borrow other people’s work, of course without asking for permission. And if someone got mad over something he ripped off, then they’ll just get destroyed without a second thought. When Bozo uses something and claims it as his own, it’s HIS! Nobody owned it, only Bozo! But of course Synth was allowed to borrow the pose he went and shown them, doing this out of pity more than anything.
“I can tell you the full story later, but we need more training! If you wish to become the cliche and stereotypical hero, it’ll require a lot of training sessions!” He would say aloud, grinning. There was something very horrible about this, mainly because once he taught Synth everything he knew, Bozo will more than likely destroy him afterwards. Synth is more of a child’s plaything to the sadistic little cat, along with everyone else in this funny little world. He’ll play with someone, then throw them in the trash once he’s bored with them. Though for one person in particular he knew, that’s gonna take a while before that happens.
The alien blinked after hearing Synth, his ears twitching whenever they began rambling on about how Bozo would sue him and all that. What does that even mean? Whatever it was, it sounded horrible… ooo, now he definitely had to look into what ‘suing’ was! Bozo kept silent as Synth continued on, listening them whine and complain. The alien would let out an annoyed sigh, rolling his eyes. “Pssh, don’t get your weeds in a bunch! I’m not suing you or anything! Though you have to tell me what that is sometime, because the word kinda sounds fun… Suuuuuuue, heheheh.” Bozo would go ahead and hover up near the plant man’s shoulder, giving it a few pants and sighing. “And relax, my heroic newbie! The good old days shall return soon! With the Fleet arriving and such, we’ll make sure that you’ll have a lot of fun! When the Fleet comes parading through the streets, killing civilians and burning down buildings, you heroes will be there to try and stop us! Though obviously you guys will fail miserably and die, but that’s beside the point!”
Bozo continued on, wanting to further encourage this vegan hero. “You and your hero pals will have a lot of fun soon enough, trust me! The old days shall arrive soon, whatever the ‘old days’ is, and everything will be great! I’ve lived for a 1,000 years and trust me when I say times change.~” He would say, a wide smirk stretching across his face. “Now put that frown upside down, for we must further train you in the arts of posing and heroism! But now we got the posing out of the way, we should begin talking about your confidence! Do you have any confidence by any chance? Because from what I heard, you have none!”
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Post by Synthesia on Dec 31, 2018 3:08:16 GMT -6
| Disorder Dissipation |
Wow! What an honest villain, honest about his villainy! Synthesia hated to think that he was wrong, so for such a clearly evil person to acknowledge him as a hero was some kind of feat, right? Synthesia nodded enthusiastically at the hakajin's words, pounding his fist on his palm. "Yeah! I can see it now, the WTF is gonna land, and they're gonna try killing civilians and destroying cities, but I-" Synthesia split his legs and moved his hands in the same motion Bozo did, grinning ear to ear "-Synthesia, the Nature Trooper, will not allow that! I mean, will stop you! I mean, will make you regret it! Pose courtesy of Mister Bozo!"
Satisfied with his trial run, Synthesia smirked and nodded, crossing his arms as he inwardly patted himself on the back. Boy! He was sure a natural at this, huh! It was even in the name! Synthesia was getting pumped up- and at the purple not-child's next question, he enthusiastically nodded. "Oh yeah, of course I have confidence! Did you know I'm a plant? Did you? I'm the STRONGEST PLANT IN THE WORLD!" Synthesia screamed to the heavens, raising his hands as he unabashedly praised himself.
"Yeah? You thought it was funny to walk on the grass, huh? Bet you thought it was real funny, punk..." Synthesia's stark praise eventually devolved into angry murmurings about the various ways that people wronged plants in day-to-day life. Synthesia broke out of his trance after a few seconds, blinking a couple of times to regain his bearings."Yeah! I have confidence!"
Synthesia raised his hand, as if he were asking a question. Without waiting for Bozo's response, he continued."You said you lived for thousands of years, right? Is that your thing? I heard that sometimes, really old people look like kids in order to convince people that it's okay to fight them, or something. Is that you're shtick? Are you gonna get me thrown in jail for child abuse?"
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Post by Bozo on Jan 1, 2019 20:31:32 GMT -6
It appeared his words of wisdom were working, considering this little newbie was confident once more! He heard it in Synth’s voice as he began his monologue of sorts, Bozo watching with starry eyes whenever the hero did his pose! The hakaijin would sniffle whenever the bio android was finished with what they had to say, wiping a tear away from his eye. It’s as if he was witnessing his own kid going off to college! He was a disappointment at first, but now he was proud in Synth’s abilities, especially after he went and credited the pose off to Bozo. “Bravo! Bravo! That is what I call an entrance, my plant friend! But again, do not stumble in your words! Say something meaningful and stick with it! For example…” Bozo would go ahead and do his pose, exclaiming, “Synthesia, the Nature Trooper, will stop you and make you regret your wrongdoings! I will not allow your treachery run amongst our peaceful planet!”
Once that was said and done, Synth would go ahead and answer his confidence question, only to be greeted with tons of yelling. Bozo would sort of shrink down as they yelled about how they were the strongest plant, and that grass should be respected… or something. He would just awkwardly nod as they began to murmur to himself, “Yeees, yes. You’re quite confident indeed! A little too confident, but again, that is fine!” He would say with a chuckle, finding some sort of amusement from all this. It was still kinda funny that he was helping a hero of all things… though to be honest, wouldn’t it hurt to help them a bit? Maybe place some sort of act or something in the future…? Yes, that would be tons of fun!
Bozo looked towards the bio android whenever he spoke once more, asking some questions regarding his age and whatnot. He would just shake his head, grinning. “No, no! It’s true, for I am 1,000 years old! I’ve wandered around the galaxy for many, MANY years! I even destroyed a few planets too during my age, and boy those were fun. Like a year or so ago, I destroyed a planet that were inhabited by a bunch of bug folk. Gee, you should’ve heard their buzzing noises whenever that happened… it was kinda funny, hehe.” He would say, smirking. “If you want, I can show you my strongest attack real quick! I’m not going to kill you or anything, but I just wanna prove how strong I am! Lemme go first though, okay? And make sure to take the full brunt of it or I’ll be saaaaad!”
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Post by Synthesia on Jan 4, 2019 0:23:32 GMT -6
| Disorder Dissipation |
Synthesia nodded enthusiastically. Man, he was so good at neutralizing villains! This one had calmed down all by it's lonesome, and all Synthesia needed to do was share a few words with it! Were all evil 1,000 year old villain kids this easy to dissuade? It was almost insulting! Well, not really- Synth was always happy to not need to do work, even if this wasn't the ideal place to slack off. Furthermore, he couldn't think about slacking off now- he needed to impress his new friend. He was even congratulating him! Nobody ever told Synthesia that he did a good job. It was always, 'Oh Synthesia! Stop being so rude to those Arcosians!', 'Oh Synthesia! Stop making Kami cry!', never 'Good job, Synthesia!'
Thus, he was far more enthused then he probably should've been, considering the mouth said compliments were originating from.
His editing of Synthesia's opening line was much appreciated, and the Child of Nature made sure to mentally jot down exactly what he had said. For later use. He then mentioned something about Synthesia being a little too confident. Yet another baseless claim that was made far too often for the plant's liking. Sure, he was lacking in power just a little, but he made up for it in other things! Like his boundless, childlike charm, and his ability to make plants grow and stuff! Wasn't that cool? This thought led him to realize he still hadn't put his shirt back on, a problem that was quickly remedied by, well, putting his shirt back on. The leaves he used temporarily fell to the ground.
The man- er, child- er, man-child, continued to spouse something about wiping out a planet. Understandably, Synthesia's eyebrows furrowed at the prospect. That... wasn't very good, was it? He'd almost forgotten that this guy was evil! Well, what was important was that he remembered now, and now that he remembered, he could stick it to this villain! However, the purple Nashi had a much better idea- he'd blast Synthesia with his strongest attack!
"Oh? Your strongest attack? Sure! Go for it!" Synthesia smiled and placed both of his hands on his hips, leering ever-so-slightly as he beamed with overwhelming confidence. "I think it's just gonna show you how strong I am once I repel your strongest attack and come out on top! Hit me with all you got!" Synthesia slammed his chest with his fist, beaming at the Hakajin.
The power readings on him were a little dicey, but when were those accurate, anyways?
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Post by Bozo on Jan 4, 2019 6:40:18 GMT -6
Oooooh, boy! The alien would smirk widely upon hearing Synth’s answer, a wide, toothy grin spreading across his face. This girl… guy… plant person was going to let him give them ALL he had, or due to Bozo’s overly cocky nature, a ‘fraction’ of his power. Bozo thought highly of his own powers, not at all thinking whether or not someone was stronger than him or something. Arcosians on the other hand were a whole different story, since BOY they were meant to be strong. The hakaijin was pretty smart whenever it came to not messing with the wrong people, and so far arcosians were very high up on the list of “DO NOT MAKE FUN OF OR GET DESTROYED.” The alien would let out a sort of cackle, snapping his fingers. “Just let me warm up, ‘kaaay? I don’t bother using a fraction of my full power, mainly because everyone I destroyed are too weak to really experience it! You, my dear friend, will be experiencing something far more than ANYTHING you felt in your life!”
He was gonna have a lot of fun doing this, and after doing a few more stretches, which included jumping jacks, cracking his neck, etc. After what felt like a solid minute, the hakaijin would let out a giggle, signaling that he was finally ready. “I won’t try to destroy you, okay? This will… hurt a lot however, and boy it’s gonna be a lot of fun… on my end of course!” He giggled as he slowly hovered up in the air, raising one hand just above his head. “This is going to be really, really, REALLY painful, just another reminder. You might even pass out! But don’t worry, I won’t try to knock you out intentionally! I merely just want to show you a fraction of what I have!” A purple sphere would form in the alien’s palm as he began to charge up his attack, his face still keeping that unnerving grin.
The orb was small in size at first, but it would begin to grow, and grow, and grow. It would stop growing once it was bigger than Bozo himself, just around his size but a tad bit bigger, if that made sense. Purple flames began to dance off the orb as he held it there, and after a second or two, the sphere would grow DRAMATICALLY! The ball was big enough to cast a shadow over the poor plant person, “ALRIGHT, HERE WE GO!” And with one swift chuck, he would throw the ball towards Synth with little to no remorse!
Bozo uses Chaotic Surge to boost his offense modifier by +x2 (x8) for one post!
PL for this post: 240,000/30,000
Bozo uses [SIG] Insanity Blast to deal a whopping 319,200 PL damage! OUCH!
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Post by Synthesia on Jan 4, 2019 11:51:11 GMT -6
| becoming salad for real |
"Oh, you don't need to worry about that, I actually don't feel any pai-"
As the attack hit him, Syntheia, unsurprisingly, burst into pieces. He was practically vaporized, leaving nothing but the plant podium and his Ruby Pendant left. However, true to his word, the plant didn't go down so easily- After a few moments, his plant body began to regrow and regenerate, good as new! Soon, the old Synthesia was back, and he smiled as he placed his hands on his hips once again.
"See? I'm strong! Super stro-"
Synthesia burst into flames and evaporated into nothing once again.
Just like last time, Synthesia reformed his plant body, patting himself down frantically. "Wait, that's not-" Boom. Synthesia blew up once again, leaves covering the area. He didn't even get a chance to fully reform. His head and hand regenerated, Synthesia looking seriously startled as to what exactly was going on. "Wait a sec-" Boom.
What Synthesia didn't know is that he took an attack strong enough to kill him six times over. Unsurprisingly, the attack did some serious damage- but Synthesia could usually regenerate from that damage, if the opponent wasn't trying to kill him. His magical core didn't have much of a physical form, so it was hard to do lasting damage to the Child of Nature. You needed to keep cutting him down until his internal supply of magical power regrew his body.
But, this situation was a little bit different. The attack that he had just taken, head-on, was so strong that it shook his magical core, which didn't even exist in reality. Damage to his magical core was not so easily repaired- said magical core was the place where the DNA of his body was held, after all. Thus, Bozo had dealt such an insane magnitude of damage to the Child of Nature that he was breaking down on a cellular and metaphysical level.
So, when Synthesia's magical core sent out the signals to regenerate, it was sending damaged cellular data. Said cellular data was then transmitted throughout the rest of Synthesia's body. Since the cellular data was damaged, it thus spread damage throughout the entirety of Synthesia's body, causing him to implode.
Over and over and over and over again.
"What the-" Boom. "This isn't-" Boom. "I-" Boom. Synthesia snarled in frustration as his pillar of Earth incinerated itself and burned to nothing, and his writing half-formed body fell to the sand before imploding once again. By this point, leaves and roots were being spread all across the beach, rapidly growing and rotting away. Meanwhile. The Child of Nature was going through an extremely infuriating cycle, where he was throwing a tantrum on the ground out of frustration.
Well, as much of a tantrum as he could throw before he inevitably blew up.
"Where-" Boom. "-did you learn-" Boom. "-to attack that well?"
Boom.
TAGS: Bozo
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Post by Bozo on Jan 4, 2019 16:41:41 GMT -6
Bozo honestly expected the person to come out… well, not dead. But whenever he saw them just burst into pieces, Bozo would put both hands over his mouth, his eyes growing wide. He didn’t mean to kill the poor guy! If he knew that he was THAT fragile, then he wouldn’t have done this. Though from the various pieces, such as leaves and other plant matter, something stuck out. It was a red ruby of sorts, which reminded him of the Blood Pendants that he usually snacked on. He tilted his head off to the side, slowly approaching the pendant before backing away, seeing that this person began to regenerate! The alien would just stare, a massive grin spreading across his face. Okay, good! He didn’t feel like killing a hero, especially the one he’s training… sorta. Bozo really wanted this hero to say his lines, THEN get destroyed in an actual fight, whenever one actually happens.
Once Synthesia completely regenerated, the hakaijin would clap his hands together. But before he could actually say anything, the poor hero would explode once again. He closed his eyes whenever that happened, not wanting to have any plant stuff getting in his freakishly huge eyes. He then heard the plant person speak once again, but would explode… again! Yeah, something wasn’t right. Something REALLY wasn’t right. The alien would hover up in the air, getting out of the blast radius so he could watch and listen to Synthesia. “Are you doing okay? Did I overdo it a liiiiittle?” Bozo would ask from above, holding back some laughter. This gave him a sort of slapstick vibe, where a person would experience something terrible, like getting crushed or exploding, only to come back without a scratch! Every time the Child of Nature exploded, the harder it became for Bozo to contain his laughter.
The alien began to laugh obnoxiously loud once he saw Synth beginning to throw a tantrum, or at least try to. Bozo would begin rolling around in the air, hands tucked to his belly. “OHOHOHO! AHAHA, OH KAIS, THIS IS HILARIOUS!” The alien would scream out in a mix of enjoyment and agony. Okay, this plant person is definitely going to be his punching bag in the future. Now usually when someone can take Bozo’s attack, he would usually show them a bit more respect. But since Synth EXPLODED into tiny bits, then… well, let’s just say Bozo doesn’t think as highly of this poor plant hero. But of course they had a chance and such in the future… IF they have a future, that is!
Once Bozo was finished laughing, he would hear the bio android’s question, a grin spreading across the hakaijin’s face whenever he floated down to Synth, who seemingly continued to combust. “You see, I cannot tell you that! It’s a little personal story that I usually keep to myself, because of reasons.” He would say as he sat himself on the sand, continuing to observe his plant friend. “But now for my question… what is that red thing you have? Is it a blood ruby? Because if so, it looks… pretty delicious.” He would say, his eyes fixated on the pendant. “If so, then why do you have it? Why would a hero of all things have such a demonic item? I’m really, reeeeally curious!” He was trying so hard to not grab the thing, because DAMN it was tempting to just nab it while Synth exploded.
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Synthesia - Pride Trooper
BOZO - WTF OFFICER 
