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Post by Nashi on Jan 21, 2019 0:38:18 GMT -6
It being a Blue Bro Ball was surely self-evident by the fact that it emanated blue-ness, bro-ness and ball-ness. Was that a proper use of ‘self-evident’? Or was the erroneousness of the use of ‘self-evident’ self-evident?
Anyway.
Nashi’s blue was hit back by a dark green; ki against ki, their the great velocity of the ball was pushed back by the scream of green ki until the Blue Bro Ball was pushed to the side by the Hulking Scream’s superior power!
”Uh oh.” Nashi tried to bat the attack away with his Power Pole, but for all intents and purposes he hadn’t learnt those techniques yet by the time of this thread. The ki ball exploded as he hit it, which was way too close to his face for comfort!
132,000PL - 69,300PL = 62,700PL, or just under 30% damage!
The blast pushed Nashi through eight metres of sand, which got all through his clothes! ”Hey—” Oh, that’s not right. Nashi cleaned the sand from his tongue. ”Hey, that hurt!” And that sand was going to take forever to clean out! Well, not forever, but maybe two hours, so basically the same thing.
”Well, fine then, have it your way.” Nashi didn’t know what Hale’s ‘way’ was, he was just using that as an idiom. Then again, did that even count as an idiom? Or was the use of ‘idiom’ idiomatic? Nashi got up on his own two feet, which were feet, of which there were two. ”Not impressed with the Blue Bro Ball? Then I’ll show you what comes after!” Ki burst from him, sending the sand away in a great cloud! ”I call this one Blue Bro Beam! Not because it’s a beam, so much, but because it moves so fast it looks like one!”
He stomped the ground, making the sand fly away with a new brilliant intensity! ”Come on now! Sing along if you know the words: BLUE! BRO! BEAAAAMMMMMMM!!” He threw a new ball of energy at Hale, which was similar to the last one but differed in some vitally important ways. For instance, it was travelling far faster, which as a physicist would tell you meant it had more energy behind it (but don’t ask them about it, because they’re nerds). Due to this speed the ball curved into a more tear-like, long shape, that if even faster might resemble a spear. It was by replicating this effect before the speed even got to it that Nashi could use his most powerful techniques… but he couldn’t use those here, of course! This was a friendly spar, nothing quite so serious.
The 'beam' honed in, twice as fast as before!
[UA2] Blue Bro Beam used, for 138,600PL! Guess who it's headed for
it's hale
it's headed for hale
[0/3KP]
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Post by Hale on Jan 21, 2019 9:14:54 GMT -6
The energy finally dissipated fully from his mouth as Hale wiped it, shaking his head a bit and at least to an extent surprised the attack landed on point to the extent that it did. Nashi however seemed more concerned with the sand in his mouth and on his clothes than being blasted, which either spoke to how sturdy he was or how stubborn he was, and it this case it seemed like a bit of both. "Well it was supposed to hurt.", seeming almost surprised at the comment. It was fairly clear that the two went into a fight in a very different manner, and while it didn't seem as if Nashi wasn't taking it seriously, he was certainly trying to show off from the way he handled himself. "I'm impressed with how much you like talking about the name of it." Crossing his arms and tilting his head to the side. "How about this, I'll even take this one, then we will see how impressive it really is." It was far from the brightest idea he had, but at this point he thought it was either that or hearing a full spectrum of names between each attack.
Outstretching his arms as he stared up into the sky, "For the love of Kami, take me now", chuckling a bit and not moving at all. Hale wasn't simply being cocky thinking he could tank the shot, but having no ability to read the power coming at him, he had no idea how much this was likely to hurt until it did. The moment it collided he still hadn't moved, and in a flash of light he was knocked back and to the ground, his arms still outstretched as he lay motionless in the sound. There was no getting around it, that hurt, and it hurt far more than he had expected it to. Laying there trying to act cool about it for maybe a few seconds, he finally grabbed at his chest and screamed out. "Son of a Bitch, that hurt!" He wasn't usually one to curse, but as he started rolling around with his arms wrapped around his chest area writhing in pain, he wasn't thinking much of it and barely even registered what he had said.
Ow
138,600 Poor Hale
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Post by Nashi on Jan 22, 2019 23:51:16 GMT -6
Hale might not have been the smartest of Arcosians. Hale might not have been the smartest of Hales, either.
To take on an attack of that calibre? To call it suicide would be wild hyperbole, sure, but it certainly wasn’t something your doctor would advise on. It wasn’t quite as weak as standing in the wind, nor as painful as a rat catching a train (and I mean catching a train), but it certainly wasn’t something you’d want to hit you, and hit was precisely what it did.
”No, not the son of a bitch. The son of a queen. You mixed those species right up, didn’t ya?” ‘Queen’ being the proper term for a female cat, of course, and the distaff equivalent of ‘tom’. At least he got the gender right.
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”So, uh…”
Nashi faded out of his combative stance, his Power Pole back on his… back. He sorta felt sorry for Hale; perhaps he shouldn’t have put as much energy behind it? Then again, Nashi had no idea Hale was just going to stand there and take it not that he had much of an option, so perhaps this wasn’t exactly squarely on the catboy. Then again, it was hard to shake the vague feeling of guilt, seeing the strongboi in front of him in so much pain.
”... Sorry. Do you wanna stop here, or are you OK to continue?”
[1/3KP]
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Post by Hale on Jan 23, 2019 9:14:01 GMT -6
He had managed to roll onto his chest, and get up to his hands and knees, still clutching one arm around his chest with his head down. Slowly he crawled towards Nashi looking pathetic as even in that position he was nearly limping still. By the time he got just a few feet from him he slowly lifted his head, one eye closed in pain, but a large smile plastered across his entire face. "A bit more impressed with that one." Forcing himself to his feet despite having to take it slow, not even pretending he wasn't in a lot of pain. "Is that your biggest attack though, kid?", running a hand over his chest gingerly, seeing a burn mark from the impact and genuinely surprised he somehow didn't have a cracked or broken rib.
"I want you to charge up, power up, bulk up, rest up, whatever you need to do. Then I want you to hit me with your biggest attack. Not your next strongest, not your almost best, but your biggest and strongest attack." Holding up a finger, he casually turned and walked away from Nashi, then stopped, and slowly turned back around. As if it were as simple as putting on a t-shirt, he screamed out towards the blue-tailed sparring buddy as he body began to shrink and become more sleek, the green aura that was present before returning and exploding out around him causing a tornado of sand to form around him for a moment, then disperse outward. Standing a bit over six feet and much less bulky than before stood Hale, patting his chest lightly and taking a deep breath, letting it out slow. "That's better. Now then, you just tell me when you are ready. That last blast hurt a good bit, so it's understandable if you need to regain a bit of your stamina.", putting his arms behind his back and looking far more confident than he was before.
+1 KP
2/3 KP
True Form:
300,000
Let's get that KP back up and I want to see a SIG O_O
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Post by Nashi on Jan 23, 2019 21:22:59 GMT -6
”Nah. I’ve got at least two bigger ones. A bit too pooped right now to show you, though, especially given what the Blue Bro Beam did to ya.” The Blue Bro Beam of all things. Sure, the Blue Bro Ball was weaker, but it was way more iconic. To be so damaged by the Blue Bro Beam? Well, think of it like this: the Beam was the middle evolution of a Saibamon starter’s evolution tree, awkward in that it is not truly cute like the starter proper but not truly powerful like the second evolution. ”The Blue Bro Blast? Maybe I can show you that later. The other is off-limits.” He wouldn’t want to turn this nice spar into an execution, after all.
… But, maybe not. Hale really wanted to see it, and wouldn’t this be a great opportunity to perform for a performer? No. No, his greatest move was not some trick, some performance. It was serious business.
”And I don’t just mean off-limits in that I don’t want you seriously hurt. That's true, but... I mean, I don’t think I can use it. It’s a serious thing for serious situations, and I’m not really myself when I do manage to bring that power out. I’m not sure if I can satisfy your request.”
But, perhaps if Hale made Nashi emotional enough? Maybe, who knew. The Blue Bro Blast was plenty powerful enough on its own.
Nashi sent out a small aura around him, trying to use the basic premise of fire extinguishers to, with his ki, expand the air around him to be more cold. It was working… decently, actually, to his surprise. Perhaps he'd just... stand there a while, charging up a healthy pool of energy.
Wanna skip to 3/3KP? We can do a short rest, DnD style. If you don’t want that’s cool too
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Post by Hale on Jan 24, 2019 15:39:39 GMT -6
The green aura around his body continued to stay flared up as he walked closer to Nashi, dusting himself off until he got close enough for Nashi to feel the energy's heat. "Don't worry about what it did to me, I can take it. Despite what it might have seemed like, I'm actually rather durable. Plus, I don't know if you noticed, but I transformed." It would be hard to miss the transformation to be honest, given he didn't look like some mutated version of himself anymore. "No, you are gonna show me your biggest attack, Nashi. I'm serious. I want you to throw your biggest attack at me." His eyes narrowed and he sighed, walking away from Nashi and crossing his arms. "Rest for a moment and regain your energy and stamina."
His hand ran over his building as he walked by it, looking it over with pride and giving a glance back towards Nashi. "I might not be a Saiyan, but I do have a lot of pride, and I imagine somewhere inside you there is plenty as well. I can see it in your eyes." Slowly turning back and crossing his arms, staring the two-tailed human in the eye. "I don't want to see another simple stage of your big blue ball, or whatever it was called, I want to see the biggest attack you have. I want you to come at me with the intent to take me out, Nashi. Not that I think you can, but I want to see it in your eyes that you are trying. Let loose if you have to, lose yourself however momentarily it will be, but I want to see it, I want to feel it. If you can, then I'll make you a deal and I'll train you myself. And if that isn't enough well...hopefully we won't have to cross that bridge."
Sounds good to me.
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Post by Nashi on Jan 24, 2019 20:25:38 GMT -6
”Yeah, I noticed.” Nashi would have to be blind not to. And, as sure as trees are blue, Nashi was not blind. Hale’s True Form looked different, certainly. Instead of a massive tower of massively overwhelming muscle, he was now a middling tower of mildly overwhelming muscle. … The biggest attack? Sure, he admitted, it’d be really cool to show Hale what that was, but… he didn’t know if he could. ”I’m sorry. I just won’t be able to— to—”… Why not? He figured that he may as well, right? I mean, what would happen if he failed? If he didn’t shoot the Blue Bro Behemoth he’d shoot the Blue Bro Blast, and that was what he was intending to shoot anyway. So, the question remained: Why not?And there were plenty of reasons, but Nashi had decided not to listen to those in the moment. ”You know what? Fine, I’ll do it. But I’m doing this for me.”Now, how did this go again? That wasn’t the right question to ask. He didn’t remember how to bring that power out because, when it was brought out, he was never truly compos mentis. To use it he always had to give in, a little, to his instincts. But how, then, could he bring it out on command? How can I summon my instincts?He had an idea. Actually, he had two. Maybe, if he were to combine them, he could— Maybe. Only ever maybe. ”I’m going to try something. I’ll need to stand right in front of you, and er… well, you’ll see.” He meandered over in front of Hale and prepared with a series of breathing exercise. But not the calming ones a yoga teacher would tell you about, but one that almost seemed as if it was designed to make you out of breath. And, then? He held his breath. Seconds passed, and his thoughts were forced to Satan City. Virus was, then, where Hale was now. He traced back his movements. He traced where his hand was, where the energy came from, and where it stabbed. A whole minute passed. Nashi was visibly paling. ”Just… a few more moments… Blue...” he managed through a starved throat.And then he punched himself. And a few things happen: For example, a blast of ki that surpassed any the Tower had ever seen. "Bro...!"Usually, instincts prevented one from hitting themselves at full force. But, after going too long without a sparring partner in the Otherworld, he had managed to weaken this instinct so that only a minimum amount of will was required to get over it. Another instinct was the one that forced you to continue breathing if choking yourself. And, so, by coinciding his easy overcoming of one instinct at the same time that the other was only just kicking in, all while his mind was in totality set on a traumatic, instinct-lead experience? Nothing good could come of that. "BEEEEHEEEEMMMMOOOOOOOOOTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" ‘Nothing good’ including that vibrous blue spear of ki, sharper than any wit. It instantaneously and instinctually formed in Nashi’s hand and moved straight for Hale’s solar plexus, precisely where it struck Virus oh so many months ago, at unfathomable speeds! rekt
[SIG] Blue Bro Behemoth used for 348,600PL!
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Post by Hale on Jan 25, 2019 9:17:39 GMT -6
A grin slowly spread on his face as soon as Nashi had said fine, and a moment of relief washed over him all the same, as he didn't want to have to resort to what he had in his back pocket had he not agreed. His eyes slowly narrowed however as Nashi seemed a mixture between confused, concentrating, and now was doing some sort of planning. "I, uh alright." Slowly he stood up a bit more straight as if unsure what was about to happen, not fully in any sort of defensive position but clearly on edge. After a few moments Hale's foot started to stereotypically tap as nothing more than Nashi standing close and breathing towards him happened.
Well Blue was the start of something at least, given the name of his previous attacks maybe something was about to happen. Oh! Something was about to happen! He put one foot back as if he were about to brace himself, and if an attack really was coming, wasn't this a bit close? If he were about to drop some sort of big explosive attack wouldn't this range hurt him as well? Did he just... What was Nashi trying to accomplish here? Perhaps Hale had asked too much of it and had put pressure on him for something Nashi wasn't comfortable with more than he had realized if he had to try this hard to pull it out of himself.
Hale thought himself to be a quick guy, good reflexes in combat, but it was something he wasn't expecting and it was by sheer luck shining down from Kami himself that he wasn't pierced with whatever it was Nashi just attacked him with. At first there was an unexpected pressure, then pain and Hale reached down trying to try and push away this energy, but even in his transformed state it was actually too much. His feet slid back as he grunted, his muscled flexing to their physical limits against this energy, looking up for a moment at Nashi and back down, and Hale knew he was in some serious trouble if he didn't do something. He was already in a lot of pain from the previous attack, and his body reminded him rather suddenly as a sharp pain shot across his chest, causing him to be pushed back even further away from Nashi and he knew he had to counter fire with fire before he was knocked out or worse.
Taking in a sharp breath, his chest was on fire and the pain wasn't going away and at any moment he knew this attack was going to overwhelm him, but further he sucked in air as the pain showed across his face. The sound that came from Hale's throat was deafening and animalistic, but the dark green energy that followed seemed to intensify the scream. Hale braced as best as he was able given the situation, as energy poured from his mouth towards Nashi's painful attack. His own attack was painful given his physical shape, but it was enough to push Nashi's attack straight down in a way that was likely a bad idea regardless of the intent, causing both to hit the ground and a likely explosion, pushing Hale straight up in the air as his attack his the ground, leaving him lying on his back a good ways away from where he had been previously standing. He was conscious, but he wasn't in any hurry to get up.
[Sig][Force] Justice Cannon
399,000
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Post by Nashi on Jan 25, 2019 19:05:53 GMT -6
What came next was a blur. It was like looking into an empty house through distorted, smudgy glass, except you’re pretty sure there’s a cat on the stairwell staring at you but not moving and you just can’t be sure. It was like that, like when you’re drunk, and also in a coma, in that Nashi was not conscious for the event and did not remember it immediately after. Hale’s Justice Canon in D shot forwards with a force not unlike an anvil being dropped off a cliff onto some lavender, except in this case the lavender happened to have a big ki spear and also was racist against anvils. Like the unstoppable force versus the opposable thumbs, there was no clear victory: for the slightest of moments the two attacks coexisted, each smashing against the other, but with the slightest of nudges their energy erupted and propelled itself against the other. With the physical manifestation of the ‘firing ma lazar’ meme against an oversized toothpick, the only winner was WoD's SFX department. Blue Bro Behemoth is apprehended by the Justice Cannon! But jokes on you, the Blue Bro Behemoth stole all the Justice Cannon’s gunpowder! They are within 80% of the other, and hence fizzle.Much like Hale, the sheer blast knocked Nashi back onto the desert floor. His energy seemed to drop; not dead, and not quite asleep either, but in an unconscious state. It couldn’t last, of course; the universe took great offence to Nashi staying quiet for extended periods. He awoke in a rush, as if from a nightmare, and immediately began to cough up some sand that must have gotten in his mouth when he fell. ”Gghaahh—! What happened?” He began to remember. ”Did I— Did I use the Behemoth?” he asked, concerned. That technique was not something to be brought out willy-nilly, and he was afraid he’d have to face the consequences of its use later. imagine having 7KP
this after-post message was made by the Perm-Form Gang
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Post by Hale on Jan 26, 2019 11:49:53 GMT -6
It took longer than he would have cared to admit, and if a very bored bard were to write a song of this battle he hoped the part where he flailed through the air and lay pouting in the desert was left out. Grimacing as he pushed himself to his feet, he managed about two steps and flopped over face first and just stayed there for a moment grumbling into the sand. One arm lifted, then the other, dragging himself over towards Nashi as he turned his head spitting out sand and sighing to himself. It took him a while to sand swim his way over given the distance they were both knocked down, but he managed to flop himself over next to the two-tailed, blue-haired, still obviously a Super Saiyan that shot up as if he were momentarily knocked out.
Hale gave a large thumbs up as he rolled over on his back and managed to sit up but didn't try standing a second time. "Whatever it was called, yeah you did it. Kinda hurt, then I did something kinda stupid and panicked, then there was a big explosion, and now I'm covered in sand." Looking Nashi over more a minute and giving a painful laugh. "Looks like that makes two of us. See, now that right there was an impressive attack. Do more of that." Laying on his back once more and laughing up at the sky. "That was fun."
Explosions!
1/3 KP
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Post by Nashi on Jan 26, 2019 17:21:48 GMT -6
Nashi’s insides turned inside out. That’s not good. How could Hale manage to convince him, anyway? The Blue Bro Behemoth was serious business! It wasn’t some parlour trick, it was for smiting baddies in terribly serious circumstances! Nashi would he happy if he were to never use the technique again, because he knew that whenever he used it someone bad was trying something really bad.
Except, apparently, in this case.
”I don’t think I could, Hale.” Everything was sore, his mind most of all. He wasn’t looking forwards to his next dreams.
”I don’t think I should.”
…
”Do you have any air conditioning in that Tower of yours? It’s pretty hot out here.”
[2/3KP]
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Post by Hale on Jan 27, 2019 12:25:55 GMT -6
It took him almost as long as before to get back to his feet, but the difference was this time he didn't face plant into the sand. "I think you could, I just think you don't want to, and I understand that, but there are likely to be times in the future where that kind of power is gonna be needed." He offered Nashi a hand to help him up, standing there with his arm extended for as long as it would take for him to take it. "Air conditioning is probably a bit of a stretch, but I have some fans in there. I still have some work to do inside for sure, it's pretty bare at the moment aside from the first floor. It is likely be more comfortable regardless." He looked back and the unfinished building picturing what it might soon become in the following weeks if all went as planned. "Get up, dust yourself off, and let's get you something to drink."
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Post by Nashi on Jan 28, 2019 1:50:39 GMT -6
”Yeah, I get that. I’ll use the Behemoth when the alternative outweighs it, no problem there.” Well, there were still definitely problems with it, but they were outweighed, as said, by the alternative (which tended to be death). He didn’t quite remember using the technique in the spar, but he knew that he really shouldn’t have. Nashi grabbed Hale’s offered arm as soon as it was offered and pulled himself to his feet with it. ”Fans’ll do.”Nashi smiled as he looked the Tower up and down. ”Pretty neat Tower you have here. I might show you my own one day.” That is, if Hale could be bothered to climb the entire length. It shouldn't be too difficult, given all those climbing muscles... but, then again, more muscles also meant more muscles to lift, so who knew? He’d start walking to the Tower, a limp in his step. ”Sounds like a plan, friend. Sounds like a plan.”This seems a good finishing point. Feel free to make a post if you wanna, but, otherwise…[FIN]
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