Post by Majin Mumbo on Jan 20, 2019 17:17:56 GMT -6
Mumbo’s body hit the Lookout hard, denting the tiles inward with his impact. It felt good to cause some real destruction, but it didn’t mean it hurt any less. His body might be gooey, but he still definitely felt that one. Contorting his body again, he returned to his normal shape, rolling his neck as his eyes darted between his foes.
”Maybe what I want is bad ta you’s, but it ain’t bad for everyone! It’s awl about pehspective yaknow? Jus’ like how gettin’ all doze Badman City goodie-goods was bad fer me, me wishin fer— Oop! No spoilin’! Heheh.”
Chime piped up across the way, ripping the Majin’s attention away from Banshee fully. He seemed to be taunting Mumbo into a barrier-off. An interesting proposition, and one Mumbo would have taken him up on, if he hadn’t been punched in the side of the head.
Banshee’s strike sent his head spinning— literally. His cranium spun like a top on his head, stopping on a dime after twisting over a dozen times, landing his gaze on Banshee. With a wicked grin, he looked like a horror movie villain or perhaps a demented owl. ”Love da effert! Now its my turn.”
From behind him his tail came to life, striking at the Pride Trooper’s ankle and attempting to grip it tightly. If he caught hold, he’d spin her around twice, before relinquishing his grip and sending her body spiraling toward Chime! KP: 3/3
HEARTS AT THE END OF TIME: REDUX | Banshee's PL: 150,000 (Base 50,000 - x3 Modifier) |
Banshee let out a gasp of air when her punch had an... unpredictable effect on the Majin, his head spinning like something out of a cartoon. She practically swore under her breath -- it was getting to be that time of the fight where she was going to need to pull out something big. But before she could retaliate, he reached out and grabbed at her ankle, suspending her for a brief moment -- before he hurled her right at her ally!
"You -- damn --" she shouted at the air as she flew towards the Namekian. She stretched her hand out and shut her eyes, another disc forming even as she utterly failed to control her trajectory. There was a good chance she was going to slam right into the Namekian, but she was at least going to deliver a going-away present.
Moment before she was set to collide with her poor ally, a disc of bright white and red spiraled its way towards Mumbo. But there was something different about this attack -- it didn't seem much more dangerous than her last. In fact, it was a good deal less potent than she was capable of, at least on the face of it. But it trailed a strange, ethereal dust, some sort of spectral energy shedding off the disc as it flew.
... and the disc didn't even orient towards the Majin. Rather, it aimed to fly right on past him to spray him with that dust. It was as good as poison, and with his body seemingly impervious to damage, it was all she had up her sleeve. She just had to hope the Namekian had the where-with-all to get out of her way.
Banshee uses her [SIG] Crop Duster.
75,000 PL damage incoming to Mumbo! If it hits, he will also suffer 75,000 PL damage next turn.
It almost looked like Mumbo was going to take the bait...before Banshee's fist connected with his face, and his head spun around like a top. He actually got really excited that she'd done some damage, until he realized that was just another facet of the majin's strange gummy body. Mumbo's head stopped to stare right at Banshee, before he grabbed the woman with his tail and sent her flying at Chime. The Namekian was too surprised to dodge this time, and as the ghostly woman slammed into him, the both of them went flying across the Lookout, landing close to its edge. Chime ended up flat on his back, with Banshee sprawled partially on top of him. They'd been knocked away from the force of Mumbo's throw more than anything, and now that they were still, he was surprised as how light Banshee was. Almost like she was barely there. He was taken aback as he pushed himself to sit up. Was she a...?
Chime didn't finish his thought, as he looked up and saw the attack Banshee had thrown. Some sort of mist or dust was hovering in the air around Mumbo. He wasn't sure exactly what that did, but it didn't look like it was healthy for the majin, so he stuck his arm over Banshee's shoulder and fired his own attack, another pinpoint-accurate Kanrikosen, just to give Mumbo more to deal with.
[A1] Kanrikosen towards Mumbo! 47,520 damage headed his way PL: 144,000 KP: -1, 2/3
Post by Majin Mumbo on Jan 22, 2019 21:01:38 GMT -6
Heroes were excellent at being resilient. Not in their tough skin, but in their unbreakable spirit. As Banshee was sent tumbling away, she slammed right into Chime, sending both of them tumbling to the ground. They'd landed mere inches away from the edge of the floating cereal bowl, but they seemed unfazed all the same. Mumbo wouldn't have been worried much either; they could all fly, after all.
With renewed vigor they hopped to their feet, shooting another pair of attacks. This time there was nobody behind Mumbo to take the attack for him. Luckily, it seemed Banshee had terrible aim. With a slow lean backwards, Mumbo "evaded" Banshee's attack, only for the sprinkled dust to fall upon him. The strange Ki sunk into his skin, and he felt a cough come on.
"Gurrhh! What da hell is dis stuff?!"
Chime's attack came in at the perfect time; with Mumbo still trying to process what had happened, the Kami's strike landed easily, piercing one of his horns and lopping it off entirely. The horn fell to the ground with a wet thud, wriggling painfully before falling limp and lifeless. It seemed to almost deflate.
"You wanna play-- ACHOO!-- DAT way huh?! Okay den. Let's kick it up a notch."
Mumbo tensed his muscles, bulging them out to their maximum before posing. His body dipped low to the ground, before rolling into a kneeling position. His arms shot out to each side like two wings of a plane, and, with one last motion, he flexed them both. Energy exploded from his body, a blackened aura coating him from head to toe. He grinned wickedly, before shouting out his catchphrase.
"Hoo-aah! Mumbo, Da Black Stahgoon, is heah ta snuff yer lights out!"
His armor suddenly replenished itself. Any scratches or chinks in it were gone, and it seemed to be bolstered with a new coat of paint as well. Gone was the dull gray, replaced by a sleek, shiny black. The star on his chest gleamed with light, and The Black Stargoon stood to his full, imposing height.
"Let's get dis pahty stahted!"
With quick motion, Mumbo sprinted forwards, each footfall crushing the tile beneath it as he approached. He hopped once, then twice, then with his final step he launched himself into the air. It seemed he was repeating his attack from before, but rather than landing on his foe, he opted to land behind them. Whether or not they moved out of the way, Mumbo would clap his hands together, before opening them up to release a wave of white-black Ki towards Banshee, intent on sending a limb or two back to Hell! He knew she was at least half-ghost, since she looked just like Mayonezu. Could people even be half ghost, though? Whatever-- she'd be all ghost soon. KP: 1/3 Took both attacks fully. Will take second tick of Crop Duster next round. Transformed into Stolen Strength! (x2/x5P) New PL: 184,000/460,000! [UA2] Eclair Explosion used! 66% Power for a damage potential of: 121,440!
HEARTS AT THE END OF TIME: REDUX | Banshee's PL: 150,000 (Base 50,000 - x3 Modifier) |
Recovering from the throw didn't exactly offer Banshee much in the way of a reprieve, as she immediately found herself facing down a blast of white-black Ki from a Majin that looked a hell of a lot different than the one she was just fighting. It was just her luck: this guy knew how to transform even further. She had been pretty sure they were out of luck before.
But now, it was even more obvious. She was still too drained from her last attack to muster much of a defense, and so she crossed her arms over her chest and tucked her chin, bending her knees and planting herself in place as best she could. That moment of bracing helped keep her upright as the ki slammed into her, but it did nothing to shield her from the sheer force of the attack. Bits of her uniform were shorn off as deep cuts appeared on her arms. She let out an audible cry of pain before leaning forward, trying to push herself into the attack to repel it.
But it was no good.
One foot slipped out of position, and that was all it took. The ki overwhelmed her and send her flying backwards with ki biting at her as she was nearly enveloped. By the time she crashed into the ground and the smoke cleared, it was obvious: she was in a bad way now. But still, her better instincts took over and she began to make her way back to her feet, assuming her fighting position once more. Battered and bloodied though she was, her eyes locked onto the Majin with renewed determination -- and new dislike.
"Was that really the best shot you could manage?" she called across, before letting out a harsh laugh. "You might be strong, but you're not going to win with dumb, brute strength. Maybe you should give up and go back to mugging old grandmothers or whatever it is you do for kicks."
Her lips curled into a satisfied little smirk and she took a few steps forward. It was a bluff: every step she took right now was sending pain shooting throughout her body. But she couldn't attack, so she could at least try to kill time to recover. "I guess the Trade Fleet really is toothless."
"Can't even kill the weakest Pride Trooper?"
Banshee takes major damage, but she's still in the fight.
Post by Carro Hofferson on Jan 22, 2019 22:18:21 GMT -6
HEARTS AT THE END OF TIME: REDUX CARRO'S PL: 50 | L.E.O'S PL: 240,000 ((80,000 BASE / x3T))
Carro's gaze trailed up a particular tower. Explosions echoed far above. "Oh, kami." ...Literally.
The President of Earth knew this encounter was inevitable, but he didn't expect it to be like this. Carro managed to slow his shaky breaths as he stared up at the distant death and destruction above. If he went up there, there wouldn't be any going back. If he went up there, he could die and say goodbye to his home, possibly for good. Or, he could help win the fight that was to perhaps determine the fate of the Dragon Balls, and the Earth too by extent. The saiyan gripped the radar in his hands tightly as it's battery life finally faded. In the end, his choice wasn't hard to make. With a flick of a switch on his watch, a large power would surge to life at the base of the Lookout.
LEO materialized into the air, quickly diving down and fading into a smaller set of armor for her pilot. The duo lurched into the air, travelling high into the stormy skies. Traces of rain drizzled against Carro's visor, but he could see three sets of powers very clearly, all just about even. Yet, this wasn't a matter of strength. He'd heard tales about how much pain his soon-to-be foe could take. As quickly as LEO's power surged to life below, it soared right up to the Lookout's resting place. A barrage of ki blasts that would take on an orange hue that would likely be familiar to Banshee and Chime streamed downwards to strike the Majin's back, much like how he aimed at Banshee only moments prior. A moment was all it took to take in the scene- the doom and gloom of the last Stargoon standing over Chime and a winded Banshee was all he needed to see. Sliding down from above and skidding onto the Lookout's broken tiles, Carro straightened his form. He took in a slow breath, closing his eyes and doing his best to ignore the sweat forming beneath his visor.
"So, you, uh... you guys need some backup?" He turned to Chime and Banshee with a nervous smile. He couldn't afford to take their eyes of their brute of an opponent for long, though. "Hey, ugly," Not the best start to his little introduction, but whatever. "I'm not going to bore you with some long monologue, s-so let me make myself clear." He brushed one of his orange locks out of his hair. Carro was barely as tall as Mumbo's knee, but he'd still stand tall and puff his chest out. "We're going to be taking that Dragon Ball of yours, whether you like it or not." Carro's fists remained clenched, but he couldn't help but to glance back to Chime and Banshee one last time with concern. Still, the tiny Saiyan stared down the imposing Majin in spite of his growing fear.
Carro and LEO (the latter in her armor mode) have joined the battle! LEO is in OVERDRIVE (x3T). Her PL is now 240,000! No KP action taken, but some basic ki attacks are fired at Mumbo. KP is 7/7 ---------------------------------------------
ITEMS: BLUTZ/POD, SACRED FLUTE, BLOOD RUBY, SENZU, ARM BLASTER, BATTLE ARMOR, SCOUTER, DB RADAR
Banshee's weird mist attack seemed to be having an effect, and Chime even shot a horn off! The little Namekian beamed as he stood up from the heap he and Banshee fell in. It looked like they actually had a shot at this, if they could keep pulling off attacks like that! As soon as that thought came to his mind, Mumbo dropped into another one of those ridiculous poses, and the dark magic that powered him encased him once again. Chime felt a chill go up his spine, and he swore he heard a crack of lightning down in the storm below. He felt the majin's power increase by double, and held his hands up defensively, but before he could move much, the Black Stargoon has leaped into the air, landing between him and Banshee...directly behind her.
"Look out--!" Chime shouted, but it was too late. Banshee disappeared in the beam of white-black ki, and Chime panicked that his only ally was done for...but then there she was, knocked a few meters away, still standing. Not only standing, taunting. His face broke into a grin again. She was okay! By a very broad definition of 'okay', at least. He should've known not to underestimate a Pride Trooper.
That grin only widened when a new ally showed up, this time a familiar face: Carro, LEO suit and all, came flying up over the edge of the Lookout. "Carro!" he called out, with obvious joy, "Boy am I glad to see you!" While Mr. President gave Mumbo some (admittedly weak, but Chime didn't care) smacktalk, hopefully goading him into a counter attack or at least distracting him, Chime would slide underneath Mumbo's legs and book it over across the Lookout, to Banshee. Gentle golden light built up around his hands, and, unless he was intercepted, he'd skid to a stop where Banshee stood and reach up to set them on her arm.
"I don't know if this will work on you, but...here!"
Chime uses [SIG] [SU2] Greater Healing on Banshee, unless stopped! 66% of her PL in damage will be healed.
Post by Majin Mumbo on Jan 24, 2019 18:48:09 GMT -6
Mumbo's blast sent Banshee tumbling! The Majin smiled, but couldn't hold back his second cough. This weird Ki dust was... Painful. He could feel his muscles deflating from its poison. If he didn't do something about it quick, he might become worm food! Sticking his thumb in his mouth, he blew harshly, inflating his body like a balloon, and shooting the dust particles out of the pores of his skin! They scattered to and fro, before fluttering to the ground dejectedly. That was one less problem for the future, he supposed.
As his body returned to normal, he felt something pelt into his back. A rain of energy attacks from on-high, causing the Majin to lose his balance, but not his footing. Shaking his head, he looked up to see who could have done it, only to be surprised by his attacker.
"Da president? Heah? Pffff! Dis guy of all people is yer backup? He's nuttin' but a pipsqueak!"
His robot, on the other hand...
"If you want any moah Dragon Ball's yer gonna hafta go back ta Namek. I don't tink nobody is lookin' fer em back dere anymore."
Mumbo hadn't realized Chime's ease of escape, and cursed himself for losing focus. If he had been paying more attention he might have been able to scoop the Namekian up whilst he was sliding, but hindsight was always 20/20 now, wasn't it?
Banshee was slowly being healed, all while she taunted her foe. Mumbo responded by cracking his knuckles, and chuckling. "You tink dat was my best? What kinda fighta would I be if I knocked you's out right away? No fun in dat."
Mumbo couldn't deny he was starting to get the tiniest bit tired. This was going to be an uphill battle for sure. If he could just turn this four-versus-one back into a two-on-one, then maybe he'd have an easier time in the coming battle. As it stood now, even with his unmatched toughness, they'd whittle him down sooner rather than later.
The Black Stargoon scratched his head, searching for ideas. When he felt his missing horn, he found it. A part of him was wriggling around somewhere, flattened and probably hidden. If he could trick one of these goobers into stepping into it, he might get the leg up he needed, as well as a quick snack in the process. It'd be a rough time finding it himself, much less keeping them from finding it first, but he'd figure it out.
With a bit of strain he reformed his horn, returning the singular spike into a matching pair. If it was back maybe they'd forget all about it. Hell, if he was lucky they might not even know he could eat them, save for Banshee, who'd seen it firsthand.
"Yaknow, I'm gettin' a bit hungry. Why don't I make myself some KAMI KEBABS!"
Dipping his body low, Mumbo put his horns out first, charging toward the group like a wild bull. His intent was to skewer Chime, or at least split the group up a bit. Keeping them seperated would make it harder for them to save each other when his plan came to fruition.
KP: 2/3 Took the second tick of damage from Banshee's Crop Duster. Flavorly "dispelled" it to explain why it stops damaging. Horn regen was simply for flavor. No actual HP regained.
Banshee's eyes remained locked on the Majin, and she almost didn't notice the Namekian stepping up to her. When he placed his hand on her arm, she glanced aside, confused at the gesture -- until healing magic began to flood into her body. It was... hard to describe. She had felt so little for so long as a ghost that this sensation was almost like having a rush of life injected into her. She felt energetic, she felt healthy, and somehow, just for one fleeting moment, she almost felt alive again.
But that feeling passed almost as soon as it came, and she was brought crushing back to the reality of the situation. The Majin wasn't going to wait to continue his assault, and before she could so much as thank Chime, he launched himself towards the little healer. Luckily, she was right next to her new ally, putting her in a perfect position to help defend against him. She planted her feet and gritted her teeth, trying to shoo the Namekian behind her with an urgent wave. When the Majin reached them, she would be the one trying to deal with that hit.
She figured she could go punch for punch with the Majin for a time, but he would inevitably outlast her no matter what she tried. So her only option was to try to play this smarter. If he was charging, he would be expending more energy than her. So instead of following her worse instincts and trying to meet him head-on, she summoned her spectral scythe back into her hand. In one motion, she aimed to grab the Namekian had he obliged and stepped behind her, while also spinning out to the side.
Her plan coming to fruition would take some luck, but if she managed to spin herself and her ally out of the way, then the Majin would find himself straight for the sharpened edge of a scythe.
Carro's expression briefly deadpanned with Mumbo's own reaction to his entrance... Pipsqueak?! "Well, let's see you say that when you're taken down by this 'pipsqueak!'" His tone was laced with much more anger and frustration. Short height paralleled to a short temper, after all. Normally he'd start off fights like these rather easily with caution and slowly burn out his foe, but he was already rather annoyed. Still, he had to play smart to win this...
LEO's own eyes atop Carro's helmet narrowed as the cannons on their shared body's back swiveled forwards, charging with ki as the Majin briefly reformed a missing horn. He hadn't even noticed it was missing before, but it was good to see some confirmation that Banshee and Chime already did a decent number on him. The Black Stargoon turned away from Carro to rear back and charge at the Kami and his friend, and that was the only opening Carro needed to take initiative.
A small laser flew from the side of his helmet. It wouldn't sting or even hurt- all the little red dot on Mumbo's body was was just a beam of light. Nothing more. But LEO's eyes were quick to widen at the sight of the familiar little red devil of a dot.
Pouncing forwards in a flash, Carro aimed to land right atop the charging Majin's back and wrap his short arms around his neck- although he'd just barely clasp his hands back together with how big the Majin was and how short his arms were. With a tight choke-hold and swift yank upwards, he'd try to buffer Mumbo's storm forwards and slow him down to give Banshee and Chime more time to react, dealing some damage as well if he'd managed to get a good grip with his following action.
With a swift yank as his the jets on his back flickered to life, the tiny saiyan would try to turn his grapple into a swift throw if it still held firm, aiming to toss the Majin right into the air with a strained shout! But boy, he was heavy... What did this guy eat? People?!
LEO fires [V2] LASER BOILER at 79,200 damage, aimed at Mumbo! It PIERCES! Carro follows up with a non-KP throw if LASER BOILER is not dodged. KP is now 5/7. (-2)
Chime was relieved his healing actually worked on Banshee, ghostly as she was. He smiled up at her, and gave her arm a pat before letting the healing light fade from his hand and stepping away, "See? Basically good as new! Now let's get back in there and--" There was a shout of KAMI KEBABS behind him, and that didn't sound good at all. He whipped around to see Mumbo charging straight for him, both horns down and ready to impale him like some beast. Wait...both horns? But he'd shot one off! He'd been proud of it, too! Could the majin heal, just like Chime could?
Banshee stepped in between him and the attack, and Chime had half a mind to shove past her and try to take the hit himself. But he really didn't like the idea of being shish-kebabed on Mumbo's horns, so he stayed put. It would be easier to heal her again from this spot, anyway. Before he quite knew what was happening, a hand grabbed the back of his robes (Banshee's, he realized after a half-second of panic) and spun him around. It was hard to tell exactly what happened next, with the dizzy spin he found himself pulled into, but he could feel Mumbo rush past the both of them, and he thought he saw Banshee swipe at him out of the corner of his eye, too. There was a heavy clank, and when Chime looked up, he saw Carro tackling and apparently trying to wrestle the majin that was more than twice or three times his size. Kudos to him for bravery, at least.
Chime wormed his way out of Banshee's grip once they were still again, and retreated a couple steps behind the Pride Trooper to catch his breath. They needed a plan, if they just kept attacking Mumbo mindlessly, they'd get nowhere. He prayed that Carro was enough of a distraction, then held his hands together as bright white light formed between them and he began to conjure something...he was making a lot of it, though, so it would take him a few seconds.
Chime begins to use [UT] Magic Materialization to make...something. PL: 144,000 KP: +1, 1/3
Post by Majin Mumbo on Jan 25, 2019 1:57:50 GMT -6
These punks were tougher than anything Mumbo had ever faced! At least back in the day tough enemies would be met with teamwork. Now though? His Stargoons weren't ready. Hell, they weren't even true goons yet. At best they were Junior Goons, and that'd do nobody any good-- or better yet, it'd do nobody any bad.
With a quick motion Banshee had slid Chime out of the way, and Carro decided to come in swinging. With a fierce yank, Mumbo's momentum was slowed and his back was given a serious cracking, giving Banshee ample time to slice right into the Majin's flesh. His jaw came clean off, flying into the sky only to plop unceremoniously into one of the tall pillars dotted around the backside of the Lookout.
The trio wasn't done yet, however. With a throw not unlike that found in the tales of legendary heroes fighting off giant beasts, Carro launched Mumbo skyward, sending him spiraling away from the battle with little but a gurgle in defiance.
Part of Mumbo wanted to give up right then. They were a force to be reckoned with. It'd only take a simple "I'm sorry" and a toss of his Dragon Ball to save his own life. Would it be so bad? Maple might have even suggested it himself were he still around.
Maple was a coward anyways! Who needed that old geezer to tell him what to do?! With a mighty shout, Mumbo's jaw reformed itself and he stopped his momentum, skidding to a stop mid-air. He righted himself to look down upon his foes, his gaze swapping between the three of them as he formed a plan.
"Urggh! Why do you's goodie-goods always godda get in da way?! Didn't yer maw evah teach you's ta mind yer busy-ness?"
There! His eyes narrowed as he caught sight of his prize. Hidden in the shrubbery was his lost horn, flattened by combat, but still very much usable. Just below his laid his missing jaw as well. He just needed to get two of them into position, and distract the third long enough for his plan to work its magic. It was a gamble, especially since Banshee had seen his hunger firsthand. If anyone would start worrying about mid-battle meals, it'd be her.
"Da last time I was up against goodie-goods like you, I killed em. You shoah you's tree wanna suffah da same way? Dis could all be ovah if ya just gimme da Bawl."
He didn't give Carro time to quip. With lightning speed he plummeted to the ground, hoping to land right in front of the Earth's President and clock him in the jaw. Should his strike land, he'd follow it up with a shoulder-check, intent on sending Carro into one of the Lookout's palm trees... and mere inches away from Mumbo's missing horn. KP: 3/3 Took full damage from Carro's V2
There was barely enough time to think in this fight, let alone come up with a plan. Although her scythe had made a clear wound, he didn't seem particularly fazed -- no, his jaw just grew back of its own volition. This fight could stretch on for the balance of the day at this point, if not longer: with Carro here, she was confident they could win. But it might cost them.
... and now, he seemed to be setting his eyes on Carro. It seemed like he was just running through them one at a time to see who was the easiest target, but as long as they stuck together, maybe they could conceal the weak link. Probably her. She aimed both hands forward and began to form small orbs of whitish-red ki, aiming just ahead of the Majin to account for his greater speed. "Stop picking on the short ones!" she bellowed, before releasing both blasts. The attacks rocketed towards Mumbo, swarming around each-other as they narrowed in on him... but rather than aim to strike him dead on, Banshee let out a shout and incited the blasts to detonate in mid-air before even reaching him. If she had managed to aim it right, and get enough force behind those blasts... she might just disorient her opponent and send him off track. Anything to give Carro time to get out of the way.
"Just give up on this hunt of yours and go home!" she called across, without even waiting for the smoke to clear to see the results of her attack. One way or another, she was absolutely certain the Majin would be alive to hear her. Hopefully far away from Carro.
"Maybe you should look into an occupation change and stop trying to get involved in other people's business by trying to ruin lives, huh? That wish you were teasing can't be worth your own death."
KP 2/3 > 3/3
Banshee uses basic ki blasts to try to play area denial!
Last Edit: Jan 25, 2019 2:32:20 GMT -6 by Banshee: code added
"You really weren't kidding about that whole durability thing, were you?" Carro landed back onto the ground after chucking the Majin into the air, beads of nervous sweat still visible on his brow. As long as they stuck together, the Majin wouldn't be able to take advantage of many openings. His defense was impressive, but with that lackluster attack, this fight was more of a test of endurance... But still, the saiyan grimaced as Mumbo repaired the damage again. That regeneration must have been using some energy, but...
"Uh... You guys got any ideas for a plan?" He whispered to the other two, lowering his body and clenching his fists, bracing for the next inevitable barrage. His power wasn't enough, but Carro could still go further. "...Hey, Lee. We need some more power."
Ki flared around Carro again, the suit's energy growing stronger still. He took a slow breath in while Mumbo still seemed to be regaining his bearings. If there was a time to talk, it was now. "I can power up further than this and give him a run for his money, but..." Carro turned to his tail, flicking it in a gesture. A white aura that shone like moonlight formed around his palm for a moment. "...It's best to avoid such unless absolutely necessary. B-but I'm sure we're capable enough like this. You guys got any ideas?" Chime was charging up something... Did he have an idea?
And just like that, their brief respite was over, and Mumbo shouted out again. "Aren't you the one getting in OUR way?" He glared back. What, did Mumbo expect them to sit by idly and be fine as their planet and their lives were about to burn to the ground?! "What exactly makes you right in all of this when you're going to ruin so many more people who aren't even involved in this?"
Carro didn't expect a good answer to that question, but he wasn't fully prepared for the devilish Majin plummeted down towards him. Banshee was quick to fire blasts to try and slow the Majin, and in turn giving the saiyan a little more of an advance warning, if not time to fully react. Should Mumbo still plow through Banshee's blow, Carro would have raised his own arms to buffer the punch to his jaw, skidding backwards with new dents on his armored forearms. When he tried to check the tiny saiyan into the trees, Carro leaped right above it by a hair, trying to kick at the gray monster as he passed beneath him. The saiyan would be quick to use the momentum to bounce back to his allies- If his kick missed, he'd try and hover back to the two regardless.
"I know that, imbecile. You're the one who went and KILLED Led and Thaw, right?!" He finally responded to the Majin. Carro knew about Ledinjin's demise, but he didn't have much sympathy for Thaw. "Seriously, the hassle to get the Fleet's clunky brainwashing software out of that blue idiot's head was not fun." The President concluded, cannons still pointed right at Mumbo with arms raised, standing defensively in front of his two friends. Could they really pull through this fight..?
LEO boosts further to MAXIMUM OVERDRIVE (x4T)! Her PL is now 320,000! No KP action taken. KP is still 5/7, but will gain +1 if no KP action is taken next post.
The sounds of combat carried on in the background as Chime concentrated. Banshee and Carro's blasts firing off, Mumbo's gummy flesh hitting the tiles, insults and taunts thrown back and forth across the battlefield. But Chime ignored all of that, and focused on the magic forming between his hands. It only took a few moments, but in the middle of a fight, moments were like months, but when he was done he was holding a long coil of steel cable. It was something he'd learned to make when he was helping with the reconstruction of Satan City. He never imagined it would be useful in a fight but, well, he was willing to try anything right now.
"Here!" He tossed one end of the cord to Banshee, because she was closest to him, and leaped into the air, "Follow my lead!" With that he was off, flying towards Mumbo with his coil of cable, and one hand still sparkling white with magic. He was still conjuring more as he used it.
His plan was to fly as fast as he could around Mumbo and wrap the cable around whatever he could, maybe an arm, or his tail, then zoom off again and fly around one of the Lookout's palm trees a couple of times, to tether the cord to the trunk. If he managed to get that far, he'd fly back to Mumbo and do it again, repeating the process until he was stopped. He didn't think the tangle of cables would stop the majin in his tracks or anything, but it would be one more thing he had to deal with, and hopefully put him in an awkward enough position to be vunerable to attack.
As he flew around, Carro would hear Chime's voice in his head, "Okay, Mr. President, give him hell!"
PL: 144,000 KP: +1, 2/3
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