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Post by Terium on Jan 2, 2019 18:14:02 GMT -6
It'd been a week since he arrived on this planet, he didn't stray far from where he and the others had landed. Terium decided that hunting civilians was very much unwise at this stage if Yogu's reaction was any indication, he'd also figured out how to use Telepathy during the following week, so now he could talk to people. As he couldn't hunt civilians he decided to hunt criminals instead, namely find a local criminal hub and consume them. Heroes shouldn't care much if he were to eat the scum, right? So here he is, his power level suppressed as he crawls through vents in a criminal warehouse. He could smell the scents of the people below him. Drug dealers from what he is smelling. He could sense more criminals coming in. A feast just waiting to be fed upon, soon...
He didn't sense anyone else approach the warehouse at this point, and thus he crawled over to a part of the vent that they could not see, and quietly opened it and came out. He waited for a criminal guard to come around the corner, then when one did, he grabbed the man by the mouth to block his screaming, and dragged him towards him and stabbed him with his tail, and began the absorbing. Once he finished absorbing the man, he quickly went back into the vent and went down. He found a lower wall vent and waited for someone to walk by it. He sensed a single target about to do so and poised, readying his tail as he quietly opened the vent up, placing the door of the vent inside the said vent.
When his target began walking by it, he stabbed the criminal with his tail by the leg and dragged him into the vent. This was a louder event as the man managed to let out a bit of a yelp. Upon quickly absorbing the man, Terium quickly crawled to another vent entrance, sensing the criminals begin to investigate the noise. Now he waited for another opportunity.
-Using Ki suppression-
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Post by Tebooleh on Jan 2, 2019 21:15:43 GMT -6
Tebooleh entered the warehouse with no fear whatsoever. While he'd heard of the dangers inside from the locals, bullets and shivs couldn't really harm him. None of the stories mentioned any Saiyans or ki-trained fighters, either. This meant it would be a simple matter to just walk in, beat up a few, and then drag them all to the police. Just to be on the safe side, however, he wore the face of Saladdhin. On his face was the wooden mask, carved in the likeness of a man with a long, disheveled beard. A man that was screaming with rage. Over his body, Tebooleh wore pure-white robes, and a headwrap. Everything but his hands and feet were covered by it. And since he had made sure to wash and mend it before he came, that meant it was a solid and bright white all around his body, and covered up his underlayer of clothes. He'd even cleaned the belt and tightened it a tad, so it looked less like a tail and more like a proper way to hold his clothing to his body.
As he entered, he saw nobody. No... people at all. He could hear and sense them, however. They were just off in another part of the building.
"Where tha fuck did Calmurry go? If we lose a single brick o' this stuff, it's our heads. Both of 'em from each of us."
"I can't find Kim, neither. He just yelped an' now he's gone, boss."
It was at that moment that Tebooleh began to sing. As he walked, he might have appeared to be much like a ghost. He had the pale and flowing part down. And the language he sang in had been well and truly dead for centuries. The song itself was sad and mournful, perhaps talking about days long forgotten and paths never taken. About what was lost and how little was gained. If it was, such a feeling certainly showed in the low notes and the near-whispered lyrics. The robed man heard one last word sentence from whoever this gang leader was as he walked past a particularly large vent. One that could very well have held a person... though he himself sensed nothing from it.
"Well that's just great, we're down two guys and now there's some creepo singin'. Load up boys!"
Thread PL: 7,000
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Post by Terium on Jan 2, 2019 22:40:25 GMT -6
Terium could sense the relatively powerful human, he was below his strength but could prove to be trouble if not taken seriously if what he sensed was any indication. Nevertheless, he crawled over to a lower vent, and quietly opened it. When the last person began to run by it to go after the powerful human, he thrust his arm and hand out and grabbed the criminal by the neck, and squeezed enough to make the man pass out as he forced the man into the vent where the criminal was thus absorbed upon being stabbed by Terium's tail. The man was able to let out a short, slight scream of pain, but not loud enough for most of the criminals to notice.
The only ones that would, are the ones at the back who would likely come to check things out, though one of them might call for help. He just dropped the clothes that had a newly made hole in it and quickly crawled up the vent. It began to rain outside, which gave him an idea for a song. Though he decided to wait, though the rain would certainly help hide his presence when he decides to make his silent escape. He could hear the human sing, huh, guess he found a comrade in songs today, though he guessed the man was probably here to round up the criminals and decided to have fun with it.
He's not exactly sure how this man might react to the fact that he's eating the criminals, but he honestly couldn't find it in himself to care other than the fact he might lose his cover. The vents are just small enough for him to crawl around in, like how Xenomorphs could in Aliens vs Predator. He could 'see' 2 more of the criminals just hanging back just smoking deciding that the rest could deal with the interrupting human...how unfortunate for them that they decided to do so right in front of a vent with their backs to it. As a result, he was able to get to said vent entrance, which was raised up a bit.
He very quietly opened the vent, then slammed both of them into the wall while grabbing their faces by the mouth to keep them from yelling. He then proceeded to stab one with his tail and quickly absorbed the man while dragging the other into the vent to let the criminal see the one who ate his friend before said criminal gets absorbed as well, too bad he can't see the man's face, it was probably priceless. Upon absorbing the 2 criminals he quickly hid in the vents again, and waited as the rest of the criminals had run out to attempt to deal with, and probably fail against, the rather powerful singing human.
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Post by Tebooleh on Jan 3, 2019 3:25:22 GMT -6
Tebooleh stopped his singing for a moment as he heard something. It sounded like a snapping... a growling... a shout of pain. It was faint, but it was there. He breathed very carefully through his nose, and stood very still as he tried to listen for it again. However, he only heard the approaching footsteps of the various gang members as they converged on the little "hallway" he had set up in. Really, it was more of a sliver of space between two big shelves that were filled by crates of a uniform (large) size. The particular spot he had stopped at had a second opening in the shelving units that led to a large vent opening near the base of the floor. Rather close to this opening in the vents was a smattering of blood. There wasn't a puddle, or any large deposits. Just... little flecks and specks of crimson red.
When the masked man reached out, his fingers touched wet spots. The blood was fresh, and came off of the metal of a shelf before rubbing onto his fingers. It seemed strangely splattered. Like it had been forced out very rapidly. But there was no bullet anywhere that could drag blood out, he hadn't heard any gunshots on his way there. And there was no body or puddle of the stuff to imply a stabbing or quick slice across the jugular. Tebooleh debated removing his mask and letting all three of his eyes look at the pattern. He didn't get the chance as just a moment later he took a bullet to the side of the head. Followed by a spray of about a dozen more across his arms and torso.
None of them left more than a small red mark, however. Even unprepared, he had more than enough power to simply take the impact. His clothing, however, did not. So there were a little more than a dozen holes in his robes and his head wrap. Luckily, none of the bullets had impacted his mask or the band that held it in place. So that stayed where it was supposed to.
"Ha! That got 'im, boys! Now we can start lookin' fer Calmurry 'n Kim! ...Oh, an' Slick an' Cream... An' Pye. Where tha fuck did Pye go? He's got tha shotgun..." The man that had shot Tebooleh was rather short, but he made up for it via sheer girth. Both in belly and grin. That grin disappeared when he began texting on his phone, however. Presumably it was a rather cross message aimed for one of the men that had just been killed.
"Uh... boss..." One of his taller mooks piped up when he saw that Tebooleh hadn't fallen down. And that he was turning so his mask faced the men.
"Whaddya want Scramp?" 'Scramp' simply pointed at the man that was standing in front of them. Not dead.
"Ah... shit...", was all that the gang's leader had to say.
What followed couldn't even be called a bloodbath, since nobody was sliced up. Instead, within the space of a blink, every man was disarmed. Their weapons were bent into shapes that would have rendered firing a bullet impossible. Then said weapons were all left in a pile nearby. Within another blink? They were all on the ground, having been hit directly in the solar plexus and sent tumbling backwards. Every last gangster was gasping for breath, and all were accounted for. Sans the few that had been snatched up. But since Tebooleh didn't fully know about them, he just went to grab a bit of rope very quickly from whatever crate might have contained it. Unwittingly, he left all of these poor sods right next to the vent while they struggled for breath, and a few had broken ribs.
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Post by Terium on Jan 3, 2019 7:19:16 GMT -6
Terium could smell them all right next to one of the vents...he supposed he could grab one of them right now, but that would likely get the warrior's attention. Then he noticed that the man was going after rope from what his senses were telling him...with that he silently crawled towards the larger vent, he noticed it was one of the vents he had already opened, which made this all the easier. He grabbed 2 of the closest gangsters and quickly dragged them into the vent, then crawled upward to avoid being seen wholly by the gangsters or that human.
He wondered if the gang leader had noticed, if he did, all he would've seen, were the red arms. Nevertheless, he quickly got to work in absorbing the 2 men. Strange how there weren't any women among the gangsters, but he supposed this must've been one of the more sexist gangs. Not that its any of his business since they are all just food to him. He wondered how long it would take for him to eventually snatch up the leaders, oh what a joyful hunt this has been thus far. Upon eating the second man, he just waited patiently, no need to rush. Besides now he just needed to wait for the right moment to strike the 'hero' as he was getting in the way of his food, but he did also get them all in one place.
Sadly even if the 'hero' did get them all in one place, it was to his disadvantage as it meant at least one of them might've noticed him taking those 2 men. Even still, he held the element of surprise on his side. Something the 'hero' lacked, as such it meant that he, Terium, was the one with the advantage! As such he waited near one of the vent entrances at the ceiling for the right moment.
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Post by Tebooleh on Jan 3, 2019 13:05:09 GMT -6
Upon Tebooleh's return, he found that the last of the thugs had recovered. However, they sat cowering by a shelf while staring at the vent cover that the masked man had left him by. When he tried to rouse them, they did not move or say anything. Sans one. And all that he had to say was...
"It got 'em! I-It... it got 'em... red arms... red tail... made o' blood... It's in tha vents! It's in tha walls! IN THA GODSDAMNED WALLS!"
After that little gem, Tebooleh decided it was best to simply get the men outside. He figured they would probably leave the whole "criminal" thing behind if he let them go. Whatever they had seen had traumatized them. Besides, now he had a far bigger problem than some local thugs guarding drugs and knocking over gas stations. Now he had a killer loose inside the building. A killer that Tebooleh could not sense, or see, and that was using the vents to sneak around. It was also picking the criminals off one by one. So that meant it was either weak enough that bullets could harm it, or it was a sadistic killer. Whatever he was dealing with, Tebooleh decided it was best not to lead the men through the stacks for a long period of time. Nor was it a good idea to give them much space where they could be ambushed.
So he just punched through the wall that had been supporting the vent chute. For a ki-user like himself, it was a simple matter of blasting his way through stone and metal, and opening a hole in one side of the warehouse. Though he'd removed the bit of vent close to the floor, Tebooleh decided to go the extra mile and throw a few "basic" orbs of ki at the ventilation shaft that was hanging down the wall. Why? So he could met and blast away enough that whatever was hunting these men would have to crawl over the wall and into his sight if it wanted to kill the remainder.
He pointed to the wall, with a glance back to the thugs. "Go. Now... and never return." The remaining gangsters seemed to accept his words, as they dashed out hunting dogs let off the leash. Once they were gone, the masked man turned his head upwards and tried to follow the ventilation shaft's route up the ceiling and towards some central location. If he could follow it, perhaps he could... even the odds. Remove some hiding places. But first, he crossed his arms and called out...
"I know you are here... Surrender yourself now and I will let you live. If you do not, I will remove every shadow you use to hide in. Then I will show you the full fury of the sun..."
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Post by Terium on Jan 3, 2019 15:33:30 GMT -6
Oh dear, it seems the humans blabbed, he quickly began setting up ki blasts at each of the vent entrances, some near the floor that Tebooleh missed, others at other varying heights. Meanwhile, he got out of the vent leading up to the ceiling and went into some below the floor itself, letting out a few more ki blasts which were ready to burst out of other vent entrances that were actually ON the floor. Meanwhile, he went to a vent entrance that was actually outside the building itself.
It was a shame that he had lost his prey, but he supposed he could have some fun with this do-gooder boy. He can't wait to sense what his reaction might be as this shall be an amusing game of ki dodgeball! Sure some of the vents were broken due to the human, but his traps had been placed before the man did so its all good. Then he heard the man speak, and declare he knew he was around, he decided to use Telepathy 'Surrender? no...I think I'd rather play a game...' with that stated in Tebooleh's head, he disconnected and proceeded to let a ki blast exit a vent entrance, specifically one from one of the top vents, which then headed straight towards Tebooleh with the intent to land a hit.
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Post by Tebooleh on Jan 4, 2019 0:02:40 GMT -6
Tebooleh felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up as he heard a voice that was not his own inside of his head. That was very, very unnerving. And a bit confusing. However, while he'd heard the voice, he had also felt a rather strong power in the vents above him while those orbs were being made. But it soon disappeared, and all he could sense was the "dodgeballs" that were primed to go towards him.
He was hit by the ki-blast. He was not caught completely unaware. After all, he'd sensed it from the moment it was made. However, the little orb had come quite fast and he'd been trying to puzzle out how he'd "heard" those words.. His only option was to block the attack. There was a small explosion as the energy stopped being held in a tight little ball by its makers will. Dust and debris were flown around, the shelves near Tebooleh were all warped and bent by concussive force, and wooden crates were turned to splinters. However, the only damage on the man himself was a combination burn and bruise on his arm, and the hole that had been singed into the right sleeve of his tawb.
As he lowered his right arm, and unclenched the fist he'd made on it, Tebooleh thought. Whatever he was talking to could hide its energy when it wasn't actively producing ki for attacking. It also could speak through the minds of others. And, finally, in the moment he'd felt its energy, Tebooleh had sensed something as strong as he was. Maybe even slightly stronger. So it was a sadist, rather than a coward. Although, those two things didn't rule each other out. He wondered... it could attack, but could it defend itself from a proper blow? How good of a fighter was this thing when it wasn't making the rules? He decided to find out...
He smiled and chuckled as he thought of a clever reply, and he looked up close to where the creature had been when he last felt it. "I see you have made your choice. I wonder, how well can you play your game without a board?"
After he said this, Tebooleh took off into the air. He wrapped himself in his aura as he just FLEW through the roof of the warehouse. Not a single piece of debris hit him, but he tore a rather wide hole in the building. That was nothing compared to what he was about to do...
He went higher and higher, until he was about as high up as a high-rise skyscraper. He figured that was good enough. He could still make out details on the warehouse. Though he couldn't tell which, if any, of the shadows down there were the monster. Dark red could blend in rather well with the darkness outside of a direct light source. Tebooleh was about to provide such a light source.
From his high vantage point, he folded his hands together. Then, his eyes glowed as he began to focus his energy into a little, tiny point. It was a few inches in front of his third eye, just past the surface of the wooden mask he wore. A bright white orb began to form at that point. Ever so slowly, it grew and grew and grew... until it was about the size of the eye that he had hidden. Once it was that big, he shouted out...
"SOLAR RAY!!" He released all of the energy that he'd been storing as a bright beam of light. A beam that lit up the night sky and illuminated everything nearby as if it were high noon. A beam that expanded as it shot down until it was about as wide as the warehouse that Tebooleh was looking at. He hadn't sensed any other life-forms down inside of the warehouse, and he figured that since it was being patrolled and manned by gang-members... It probably only laundered stolen items and drugs anyways. If nothing else, the total destruction of the building would probably be covered by any half-decent insurance plan. And once he'd vaporized the whole structure completely, down to its foundation, there would be nowhere for this bug to hide. Nowhere for him to pull his tricks.
Technique Used: UA2 - Solar Ray for 66% of PL. (Attack power of 4,620.)
KP Used: 2
Remaining KP: 1/3
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Post by Terium on Jan 4, 2019 7:32:34 GMT -6
Terium jumped out of the vent, then spiral drilled into the ground thus making a hole in the concrete before the blast had hit the building, of course as this hole was outside the building, so the blast didn't affect him at all. As the building was being destroyed, he was already planning out his next stage of the attack when he realized that a change of location is in order. He connected with the boy's mind again. 'you chased my food away...human. Prepare for the consequences. I've been itching...for a fight anyway' he decided to give the warning to show he had some honor, before disconnecting once more. He decided that since this man was so insistent on having a real fight...so be it. He let go of his energy suppression as he burst out of the ground and floated up to Tebooleh's height, his eyeless red face staring at Tebooleh.
A feeling of hunger could be felt in Terium's energy signature. When he stated that he had been itching for a fight, he, of course, meant his Saiyan DNA. He had hoped that eating those weaker humans would satisfy it and his hunger, and while it helped his hunger, it seems that it was of no help to his Saiyan blood. He connected to the man's mind again. 'let's take this outside the city...shall we?' he asked this deciding to attempt to appeal to the boy's sense of duty, once he made this talk he disconnected. He also figured it might remove the man's killing intent...mostly. Whether it does or not is in question. He made a gesture towards a forest area north of their current location. He figured he might be able to gain an advantage there...to a point anyway as red and green don't exactly blend.
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Post by Tebooleh on Jan 4, 2019 22:41:38 GMT -6
As the dust and cinders settled, Tebooleh panted and stared at the area where the warehouse had stood. He hadn't been quite as "neat" as he had hoped. Bits of the road and alleyway on the sides of the warehouse had been vaporized or broken apart. Meanwhile, a few bits of the warehouse's wall survived completely intact. The two eyes that weren't blocked by his mask scanned the place where the warehouse once was, and the surrounding area. He also kept his ears peeled, and reached out with his ki senses to make sure that this sadistic creature was dead.
His heart sank a bit when he felt that power ignite somewhere underground. It came from a patch of dirt that his beam hadn't hit. Much as Tebooleh had suspected, the creature's power level was as strong as his own. No... it was slightly stronger than his own. He grit his teeth behind his mask, and clenched his fists as it rose up towards him. Then he got into a defensive pose and tried to orient himself so that he was always facing this creature as it rose towards him.
"Creature" was perhaps the best way to describe this thing he was seeing. A chitinous exoskeleton, blood red and glistening like a smooth scab in the moonlight. A long tail, tipped with a barb all sorts of blades and vertebrae-shaped sections. Vicious claws and sharp teeth. And... and was it drooling as it spoke to him? As its eyeless head "stared" at him, Tebooleh was glad for the mask that he wore. He was wincing as it spoke, or rather forced words, in his mind. He idly wondered if it could even properly see him without any eyes or visible organs that might have been eyes. Unless they were hidden. Or it was navigating entirely via ki-sense. Either way, it seemed able to find the masked man just fine, and could identify his species just as easily.
When Terium gave his offer and preferred fighting location, Tebooleh grunted and didn't respond right away. He wanted to refuse a battle in the forest. He wanted to insist on a battle in the open plains nearby where there were less chances for this bug to hide. However, the monster was offering a battlefield away from innocent lives and could very well decide to rescind its offer if Tebooleh refused. If it did... there was no guarantee it wouldn't just go on a rampage, or hide in some building with civilians until he left. After mulling over the other options, he nodded. Then he spoke...
"Fine, but we shall journey until we are well out of sight of this village, deep in the forest..." He did not continue the reason why he wanted to go farther than the bug had pointed. So that no civilians had a chance of getting hurt. He did, however, add, "You lead, I shall follow. But if you try to hide again, I will take that as our battle starting. And I will do to you what I just did to that building." He gestured to the charred, destroyed remains of the warehouse. And the hole where most of it had once been.
KP recovered.
KP: 2/3
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Post by Terium on Jan 4, 2019 23:13:07 GMT -6
Terium reconnected his mind with Tebooleh 'If you think I had any intention of rampaging through the city, don't.' he decided to assure the man of that, as he honestly had no wish to do so. If they had stuck to the town, he probably would've just went into the vents of another building, then to another while trying to make sure this guy gets lost in the crowds of people. The only reason he didn't is that he has no wish to end up on the news. He began to fly towards the forest, making sure Tebooleh is following. 'Besides, the ones I consumed were the serial killers of that particular operation.' and it was true if their memories were of any indication.
The people he ate liked to use the drug trade to forcibly make people addicted, then made their victims talk of their family's location so they could go and kill them. It was honestly a rather distasteful method, and utterly pointless in his opinion as it cost him, potential future soldiers gone and all that. Honestly, he's surprised by how screwed up people can get, heck one of the people he ate did some things he'd rather not mention. Upon arriving at the forest he went and landed on the forest floor. He could easily sense the wildlife with his ki sense and other enhanced senses. He waited for Tebooleh to land, then he formed a stance befitting a creature such as him. 'I saw their memories...you don't want to know.' he telepathed before finally disconnecting. His stance was ready to counter whatever Tebooleh's next move was. He learned earlier that attacking first is not such a wise move.
Part of him wondered if he should let the human know that he can't exactly speak with his underdeveloped vocal cords. He let out a very alien sounding growl that sounded somewhat creepy, and man he wanted to reach his perfect form, least then he wouldn't sound creepy as heck to people, it makes for bad people skills y'know!
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Post by Tebooleh on Jan 5, 2019 3:53:41 GMT -6
Tebooleh kept his eyes firmly on the monster as it flew ahead of him. He could make it out a bit easier in the moonlight above the treeline, without any ambient light pollution from the town to clutter things up. He also could keep it in his senses when it wasn't actively hiding. He tried to keep his thoughts on how to counter the thing's biology, and what kind of fighting styles it might use. But that would be impossible to know until he was in the thick of combat with it.
However, he found his thoughts being interrupted by the forced words of the creature's telepathy. Tebooleh hated them. He downright loathed the feeling of something else touching his mind. The idea of another voice forcing itself into his skull. He had no other way of communicating with the creature, though. At least not without a conversation becoming one-sided. He could put up with the nuisance until he had destroyed the monster. Or at least taught it to stay away from anywhere he might be. However, he didn't have to accept this creature's words without question.
"Who are you to talk?" He pulled up a bit closer as he spoke. So that the monster could hear him more clearly. If it even had ears to hear with. "You are bullet-proof, are you not? And if you wanted justice, you could have killed them all in the blink of an eye. So you had no reason to hide and skulk as you did..." He paused for a good moment. Then he spoke again, "Unless you were doing it for fun."
Once they reached the spot that Terium had chosen, Tebooleh followed the bio-android all the way down to the forest floor. While the beast almost blended with some of the shadows, the masked man stuck out like a sore thumb. What was left of his thawb (the white robes that he wore) glowed ever so faintly if even a bit of light hit the fabric. Same went for his headwrap. He would probably be highly visible for most of the fight. And he couldn't dampen his energy like the monster could. He could only... try to track his foe and dodge any oncoming attacks. While his task seemed like it would be easier said than done, he had noticed that the creature hadn't managed to block or immediately dodge his previous attack. Instead, it had simply hidden a short distance away with its energy suppressed. Perhaps it wasn't so good at defense... Or at least couldn't withstand mightier attacks yet.
As Terium got into a defensive crouch and shrieked, Tebooleh decided the time for battle had begun. The masked man took a deep breath, and then stood with his sandaled feet just about as wide apart as his shoulders. His hands were held out wide, with the fingers outstretched and the palms visible. He took another breath, recalled the beats of his childhood, and began to improvise a drum-line in his head. As he did this, twin orbs of ki began to form inside of each hand. They weren't large, barely the size of regular ki-bullets. They had about as much power as a regular punch did, too. But they allowed him to conserve his energy until he was back at a hundred percent. He spun and sent each of them flying in a wide arc, aiming so that they would curve to strike at the creature from either side. He didn't care if they hit, they were just a distraction. A way for him to get in close and start throwing punches as soon as the monster dodged. Once it showed his ugly mug? He moved in to begin the dance properly.
The "dance" involved a lot of spinning and strikes from fists and feet that seemed to almost be dragged by his limbs as he moved. Each spin was perfectly timed, each hit went with a beat to his imaginary drums. And every pause matched with a quick chorus note that he pictured. He was the rhythm. He was the dance. He was trying to buy time and feel at this thing's power while he prepared to deliver a real blow.
KP Recovered
KP: 3/3
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Post by Terium on Jan 5, 2019 7:34:01 GMT -6
Terium of course figured the man was planning something, and thus jumped back while doing an acrobatic spin, narrowly and swiftly dodging the ki blasts with ease before instead of landing, he just floated in the air for a split second, then proceeded to fly in a feint right at Tebooleh, making him think he was going to do a flipping tail slam from above to smash him into the ground, when in reality, he'll quickly retract his tail right before it strikes and attempt to grab his face with his clawed hand and try to slam him face first into the ground, then drag him along it before throwing him into a tree. he does this air strike to avoid the melee strikes Tebooleh attempts.
If Tebooleh dodges he'll just land, then jump back once more while firing off 5 large ki blasts in rapid fire from his mouth at him then begin flying through the trees making a circle around the battle clearing as he flew while firing more ki blasts at him before landing on a branch in clear view. No need to hide yet after all.
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Post by Tebooleh on Jan 5, 2019 15:24:50 GMT -6
Tebooleh had tried to account for the tail in his opponent's biology, and was pleasantly surprised when Terium seemed about to use it. He smiled behind his mask as he prepared to block and counter his opponent's strike. And then it was grabbing at his mask with its red claws. Since the mask was held to Tebooleh's face by a tight band, this meant that the olive-skinned man was dragged along with it. Right down to the ground with a bone-crunching slam. He couldn't tell if it was the tree that snapped, or his ribs as he was just thrown through the wood.
The fact that he could still breathe normally meant it was just the thick trunk that broke from the impact. After a quick sigh of relief, Tebooleh grunted and blocked the first of the five ki blasts with his forearm. After taking note of the other four bullets and their positions, he tried to duck and weave through the rest. He failed on the first, it struck him right in the center of the chest. But he spun in such a way that the hem of his tawb twisted just ahead of two of the orbs, and jumped over the final bullet before stamping his feet to the ground. Both of his arms were burned and bruised by that point. He also felt something wet and sticky between his face and his mask, somewhere on his forehead. When he reached up... he felt the cracks in the wood of his mask. He growled as he realized his tawb was ruined... He avoided the rest of the orbs by twisting and leaping from side to side in tune to the beat that Terium had unwittingly created.
Once he came to a stop, he undid the belt over his robes, and threw them to the side. He let the thin, white, tattered cloth flutter in the wind. It blew until it got caught in a bush nearby. He also undid the buttons of the loose tunic that he wore under his tawb, before letting it fall to the ground as well. This left him shirtless, but still wearing his head-wrap and his wooden mask. As well as pants and sandals. The white fabric of the wrap was a bit sullied, though. The edges near where it met "Saladdhin's face" were slightly stained red.
Tebooleh growled and kept his eyes locked on the haughty monster, that didn't even feel like hiding. Fine. The tri-clops reasoned it was best to let the creature's pride be its downfall. And thus, while he stared... he focused some ki into his eyes. This made the eyeholes on his raging mask glow a tad. Out of them came a pair of white, bright beams of energy. Like smaller, twinned versions of the attack he'd used at the warehouse a moment ago. Though, this time, Tebooleh didn't announce the name of his attack. He just sent it shooting out at a foe directly in his sights.
A1 Solar Glare Used!
KP cost 1, delivered at 33% of PL (2,310)
KP Count: 2/3
Following his beams, Tebooleh charged again. However, rather than coming straight on, he stamped and leaped around so that it would be very difficult to tell where he would eventually come from. He went from ground to up in a tree to down to the left to up and to the right to above to below to... He struck from there, trying to deliver an uppercut kick from underneath the creature's branch (or eventual standing spot). He did this by placing his hands on the ground and pushing upwards, with legs totally straight and feet flat. He aimed at Terium's chin... while idly wondering if its sharp teeth could bite its own tongue. Or if it even had a tongue.
Either way, he followed up his attack (successful or not) by pushing hard enough to lift himself off the ground and travel in an arc that would (hopefully) put him behind the creature. From there, it would be a simple matter of grabbing it by the tail while stepping back. If could accomplish this, the strike would allow Tebooleh to drag Terium in an overhead arc and slam the creature down into the dirt with as much power as Tebooleh's core and legs would allow.
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Post by Terium on Jan 5, 2019 18:08:09 GMT -6
Terium immediately sensed the energy build up, and moved to dodge by floating up a bit, only to get hit right in the chest by the blast and thus got launched through the trees by a few miles eventually making a trailing crater which knocked a few trees over. He got up feeling the slight burn on his chest and shook his head. 'The hell was that?!' he mentally screamed to himself as he was currently disconnected from Tebooleh's mind. He...actually felt pain? He jumped, doing a flip, forming his body into a drilling motion, and proceeded to dive straight into the cratered ground, digging a hole while burying said hole with his tail and suppressing his energy signature at the same time to make him think he died. He needed a plan, and he figured he could make time by faking his death for the time being.
He sat underground for the time being, just sitting and waiting for the right moment while forming a plan in his mind. That boy...he had interesting techniques, powerful techniques he wanted. He got caught off guard there and now needs to find a way to avoid such techniques. But how he wondered. Such tricky questions, but for now he had the time to think on it.
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