The stage was set and finished, all the lights and cameras were ready, and the stands were built and tickets sold. Most of the participants had come in advance and were simply waiting for the opening ceremonies and to start their fights. "It's almost that time fans! The combatants are preparing for battle, and we are less than 24 hours away from kicking off the first annual Muscle Tower Tag Team Tournament! Will the following combatants please make their way to their designated areas. All fights will be taking place on the same large stage area, so it is best to familiarize yourself now with your designated area of the stage."
Most of the participants had gathered by now and only a single chopper was up ahead surveying the area as the others hadn't shown up just yet. In the dead of night and quiet of the desert and loud whirring sound could be heard by all in the area as the roof of Muscle tower began to lower with a loud mechanical sound. Up in the sky firework began to go off and from the sides of the tower up above the seats for the audience speakers began to appear from the sides of the tower as the sounds of a single guitar note blared outward. The roof of Muscle Tower began to raise once more and a top the large tower being raised into the sky was a full band.
An Arcosian on drums, a Namekian on guitar, a Saiyan on bass, and a human lead singer. From the center of the stage a larger platform raised above them showing Hale holding a microphone. "Welcome all participants, audience members, and all of those of you watching from home. This is your thirty minute warning to get warmed up and once the clock runs down it is time to fight!" The band on top of the tower began to play loudly as the platform Hale stood on lowered back into the tower.
You can now start posting to fight as of this post. ---------------------------------------------------- As per normal rules you have 48 hours to post or you shall be skipped
The first round will end the 16th of February and I will announce here when that time is up. I will be making any final decisions on matches if that is necessary except for my own which I will choose a third party again if necessary.
The posting orders will be as follows:
Ramen - Nashua - Kalabas - Kohlra
Ring outs are allowed but keep in mind the stage is massive so you will have to try hard in order to do so. If you have any further questions pm me on discord as that's the easiest way for me to see it to respond.
This is a NON-DE but all rules for KP are suggested and enforced. As stated in the original post, no healing items are allowed such as Senzu or Hetap (or healing items specific to androids or minions). All other items are allowed and though I don't believe it is relevant, the healing racial is allowed.
Last Edit: Feb 2, 2019 15:30:01 GMT -6 by Hale: edited first round end time
Ramen yawned as she stepped out onto the arena floor, stretching her hands above her head. She was about a half-minute away from being late, only arriving when that thirty-minute warning was just about over. For now, she paid little heed to the other competitors, or the audience for that matter, taking her time at the supposed beginning of the fight to stretch out her arms and legs, get limber and warm up in place with some quick jumping jacks. Was it something she should have done earlier? Maybe.
This was her second of these major tournaments, and this time she hoped to convert her performance to something more than a first round exit. That last one still bothered her: she had dominated Mollusc the entire fight, only to be tossed out by biased judging who were probably just trying to keep her from going up against someone later in the tournament. At least, that's the only way she could figure out for Mollusc getting beauty points above her.
"Alright!" she finally called, falling a relaxed fighting stance with her feet squared with her shoulders and her hands providing only a particularly loose guard. "Are we ready to go?"
Super short post, but I wanted to get the ball rolling since I was first and I don't have a ton of time to post this morning.
Nashua had quite been looking forward to being in the tournament Hale had set up for everyone! She'd signed up straight away, and was excited to see that she'd been matched up against Ramen in the very first round. The last time they'd 'fought', Ramen had absolutely destroyed her and everyone around her with her massive power. But now? Nashua had her Super Saiyan to rely on when it came to blows. "Hey, Ramen!" the Saiyan cheerfully exclaimed as she entered into the ring. "I'm looking forward to fighting you for real this time! I don't think I've ever been able to fight you when we were both going all out before, so make it a good show!" She felt a little bad for whoever the other two participants in the fight were going to be. She was pretty sure she was partnered up with Kohlra, right?
She hadn't a clue who Ramen's partner was, but as long as it wasn't Sai, Nashua felt confident about her chances. She'd even sort of found a way to push the power of the Super Saiyan beyond its usual strength, but it remained to be seen how necessary that was going to be. It was also kind of a risky option, given how her defenses were, well... Worse. They probably had to wait for everyone to show up first before they actually started fighting. "Hey, and no hard feelings no matter who wins, right?" Nashua called across the battlefield at the human, giving her a pair of thumbs ups and a smile. This was gonna be a fun tournament!
In preparation for the coming games Kalabas woke up quite early in the morning to scream at the horizon until his throat went sore, powering up and down and up again, sensing his ki not on a spiritual but on an organic level. He learnt again that ki control was a balancing act - letting it rage wild would disperse much of the energy, controlling every tendril would stagnate it far too much. But like being reminded that one is breathing, being made aware of the flow of ki gave an uncomfortable sense of metaphysical hyperawareness that Kalabas decided to utilize in his favor. Not by reminding his opponents of such a thing, nobody was quite as neurotic as he was, but by ‘shutting off’ certain avenues of his system so as to direct their ki into other parts of his body. Was his liver as critical in a fight as his triceps? As long as he wasn’t absolutely blasted, he’d live, for sure. Much like water, ki always followed the path of least resistance, so ‘all’ Kalabas had to do was take his focus away from his muscles and bones and allocate it into his other systems. Was it stupid? Unbelievably so, but Kalabas could feel a sharp increase in his power when he did that, so the inherent fragility of the form was almost excused. He called his little power boost ‘To Arms!’, much to everyone’s - but his own - indifference.
Feeling more confident after his breakthrough, a very solemn Kalabas walked his way up to Muscle Tower, where he signed a slew of sponsor deals and attended interviews - it was impossible not to notice that most other fighters were away, either training or wasting their time meditating or something silly like that. Not Kalabas, he was making sure his PR was as healthy as ever. And when he stepped into the ring… it paid off immensely.
The crowd went wild, throwing flowers and huzzahs, waving flags and body pillows. The latter of which weirded the noble a fair bit, he didn’t recall having authorized such a vile deturpation of his person! Sighing, he hopped unto the battle grounds, giving the other two fighters a nod. They’d have to excuse him, as his voice was gone… for the most part. Kalabas spun around, threw his robotic fist into the air, and shouted
'Huzzah! Huzzah!' roared back his supporters as he pumped his fists higher and higher.
Base PL: 66,200 Oozaru PL: 331,000 Oozaru + To Arms!: 397,200/132400 OOC Notes: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
“OOOOOH, KAMI. I’M LATE, I’M LATE! I’M GOING TO GET FUCKING DISQUALIFIED FOR THIS!” Kohlra would shout to the top of her lungs, just crashing nearby the tower. Her pod wasn’t really that far from where the whole tourney was, so it really didn’t take too long for her to actually show up. She was wearing her usual clothes, which of course consisted of her shorts and shirt. Dammit, she was too focused on doing Vegeta crap to actually remember the tournament, and she just remembered YESTERDAY that she had to go here. She still had to do some crap on Vegeta, sorta… actually screw it, she’ll stick around on Earth for a little while longer before flying back. Tarch apparently didn’t follow her yet, so she could go check on him and see if he’s finished with whatever he had to do. This tournament will definitely breeze on by though, especially since SHE’S in it! Nashua might actually help out quite a bit too, considering she was an actual soldier or something related to the Kingdom. Her and Nashua’s chance in getting through the tourney and getting to the top was a major possibility, but then there was Ramen…
Bahaha! What a joke. They were only a human, so more than likely they weren’t all that strong. But there was a chance that they were, indeed, very strong… but who cares? That’ll make everything just a bit more interesting. Plus it would help out with the fact that she’s also facing KALABAS of all people too, who she remembered pretty vividly. Kohlra remembered the dumb way he spoke, the way he acted… it’s gonna be satisfying beating his posh face in. Soon enough the saiyan would be seen running into the arena, immediately approaching her teammate’s, Nashua’s, side! “Fuck! Sorry, had to do some crap on Vegeta. Had to talk to Kayen and… let’s just get to fighting, screw it.” The saiyan would then turn towards the two other contestants, smirking. “Alright, you guys ready to duke it out or what?!”
The fight really was shaping up to be a clash in styles. First there was Nashua, good-natured and cheerful, and then there was Kohlra: loud, late, and probably a little foolish. Maybe more than a little. And then on top of that, there was Kalabas playing to the crowd with his usual dramatic flair. She hadn't any idea where he had been for the last couple of months, but at least it seemed he hadn't changed all that much. It was hard to say whether that was a good thing or not. She just ended up rolling her eyes and flying her way towards the center of the arena, her sights setting on Nashua.
"All out, huh?" she finally responded with a small smile. "If you really want to. Let's not waste any time in getting to that point."
Ramen lidded her eyes and began to focus her energy inward. The transformation had grown easier and easier to summon up the more she had used it, but that ease of transition was a little deceptive. Though the effects on her personality had been dampened, she knew enough to admit to herself that she was a different person once she assumed that power. She let out an easy breath, red lightning beginning to spark from her body and clash into the arena floor around her. Her aura began to flare up, a crimson red that cast a deep glow across the entire area, but it vanished almost as soon as it appeared, almost retreating back into the woman. For a brief moment there, she almost looked calm -- but as she opened her eyes, revealing those red irises, she couldn't quite contain the storm.
Forks of red lightning crackled in the sky above, but mercifully none spit down into the crowd below. Each time another bolt formed, it shone that same crimson down onto the arena. Kalabas was one for drama, and it seemed that her transformation thrust Ramen into that same category. She grinned across at her opponent and summoned an orb of white ki in her palm, violent delight in her eyes. "Time to get this fight started. Don't keep me waiting!"
She hopped into the air and hurled the orb down towards Nashua, aiming for the ground right in-front of her. She had enough control not to blast her full-force like this, but the blast itself could be quite a blow if she remained in her base form. Nashua was obviously going to transform, but Ramen wanted to speed things along a little.
Ramen activates her Akuma no Gisei (x16) and jumps to 2,080,000 PL.
She opens the fight by trying to knock Nashua off her feet with an explosive ki blast!
With her little fist pumped up into the air, Belle cheered with the rest of her uncle’s supporters as he stepped out onto the stage. She was sort of separated from the rest of the spectators in a little area reserved for friends and family of the combatants. It was a little lonely sitting all by herself, but she was happy just to be here and cheer her uncle on. He was the strongest person that she knew, and even if he lost, she would still believe that. It didn’t matter what happened here!
Wiggling in her seat, Belle tried to hold her hands in her lap and sit like a true lady like Uncle Kalabas and Mister Lord Chill has taught her. It was hard when no one else was doing that. She watched Ramen launch at Nashua, flinching as her aura exploded outward. She shook a little in fear. The pressure that aura gave off threatened to crush her where she sat. B-but, she would hang in there. For uncle Kala! He could do it. She knew he could. Puffing out her cheeks in defiance, she balled up her little fists and pumped one into the air.
“Get ‘em, Uncle Kala! You can do it!”
Don’t mind me when it comes to post order. I’m just spectating.
It took a few minutes, but before too long, everyone had officially arrived! First to come after Nashua was Kalabas, and then Kohlra arrived a tad late, but that was alright. Now they could actually begin the fight! As they currently were, Kohlra and Kalabas looked to be about the same strength, while Nashua and Ramen were at par with each other as well. So, it'd probably be her up against her old redhead friend, while the other two Saiyans quarreled amongst themselves. It wouldn't be a very fair match up if she were to go up against Kalabas, or Ramen were to set her sights on Kohlra. And, well, speaking of unfair match ups, Ramen was just raring to go, wasn't she? "Not waste any time getting to what?" Nashua asked with furrowed eyebrows, though she quickly understood what Ramen meant when her power level shot up by the millions.
"Oh. Right." Nashua mumbled, taking a few steps back as the Earthling raced towards her. "Okay, uhh, one second, here!" Nashua shouted out at the human as she began to quickly focus on her ki coursing throughout her body. She had to admit, it was a little hard to concentrate on building the proper focus and power with a perspn powerful enough to destroy a planet charging straight at her, but this was what she had been practicing for. The energy built in the Saiyan as she clenched her fists and shut her eyes, her jaw tightening as the energy built up inside her, increasing, expanding, growing... Ramen's ki blast touched down just a few meters in front of Nashua, and a violent explosion burst forth from the impact, kicking up dust and sand all over the place and clouding the view of most everyone around from what was going on inside.
The arena was unusually quiet for a few moments, and it almost seemed like Ramen had knocked down the Saiyan in just that one attack, but then... Nashua blasted out from the dust cloud, her hair back in its golden shine and spiked up higher than usual, her eyes blue from their usual gold and her power bursting throughout her body. "Sorry, takes me a sec to warm this up, still," she explained to Ramen, before glancing back at Kohlra and Kalabas. "You two play nice now, while me and Ramen have our fight, kay?" She didn't wait for answer before she rushed straight for the super powered human, aiming to deliver a fury of direct punches that likely wouldn't even be visible to anyone but Ramen with their speed.
The boorish she-goat was but an unpleasant old memory to Kalabas, he vaguely recalled having met her at a bar and being repulsed by the lengths she went through to show just how little difference there could be between a saiyan and a wild oozaru, in truth if it weren’t for her crass misbehavior and monumental inferiority complex he would have forgotten her along with the dozen other stereotypes he had become acquainted with in similar circumstances. Speaking of which, where in the blazes was Cress? Not in the crowd, as far as Kalabas could tell. At least there was someone else cheering for him in the seats reserved for friends and family, it was Belle, his much adored cousin-niece! He waved at the little one, too far to hear her a word of what she was saying but inspired by the mere utterances all the same - but had she remembered to bring the cordon bleu au jus sandwiches he had packed for lunch and supper? He’d find out soon enough.
With a flair Kalabas clenched his hand and the crowd fell into a restless silence. The fight was about to begin, and the Duke himself could not wait any longer. As expected his comrades were going to pummel one another until one remained, leaving Kalabas and the bundle of nerves to fight on the sidelines. “Kay.” he would answer to Nashua’s banter with a noticeable rasp spaced by coarse grunts. He spun around on his heel to face Kohlra, the dislike in his eyes plain for all to see. “One moment.” Kalabas flicked his wrist casing open and pressed the big red oozaru-shaped button. While the two friends powered up and blasted each other to kingdom come Kalabas tapped his foot, arms crossed, waiting for his ship to come... He would have liked to take the chance to lambast Kohlra with a speech or two but he didn’t care enough to injure his throat further. He did briefly glance at Nashua’s super saiyan form - one day that strength and golden locks would be his, he just knew it.
The ship crashed into the stadium before Kalabas was forced to again voice his thoughts. Its focused blutz beam shot right into Kalabas’ eyes, and as he tenfolded in height and grew more hirsute and animal-like he picked up the machine between his index and thumb and aimed the lights at his opponent.
Kalabas shares his generator with Kohlra! New PL: 331,000
Last Edit: Feb 6, 2019 15:20:58 GMT -6 by Kalaboo: Phrasing
TAG TEAM TOURNAMENT | Ramen's PL: 2,080,000 (Base 130,000 - x16 Modifier) |
When Nashua rushed forwards, Ramen fell into her loose fighting stance. She met each of those punches with aggressive blocks of her own, swinging her forearms into the blows to parry them away. As they connected, the entire arena would be treated to resounding blasts of air: shockwaves courtesy of a fight most would have no hope of really watching. Ramen grinned as the final blow came to a stop, her arm stinging from the impact of the blows. "You really have gotten stronger. I'm glad it wasn't all a show to impress that crazed old man." "You three Super Saiyans really are putting the rest of the Kingdom in the dust, aren't you?" she continued, remaining in close range as she spoke. "Careful. You might make your friends down there jealous."
Without much warning, Ramen thrust herself forward into her own counter-attack, using a propulsion of ki from her hand twisted backwards to gain enough momentum to launch a knee-strike without pulling backwards in the slightest. She was banking on surprise more than raw power, but the swivel of her hips still imparted more than enough force to deal quite a bit of damage should she hit flush. If she managed to pull out of the blow without being grappled onto, her next move would be to blaze a trail down to the arena floor, touching down heavily and awaiting Nashua's inevitable counter-attack from solid ground.
Skipping Kohlra until she opts to re-join. Nashua is up!
A mighty roar gave away the fact that Kalabas had let loose his blutz generator, and while Nashua felt the tingle of the waves on her body, and her golden tail shook with anticipation, the power of the Super Saiyan form was more than enough to resist the transformation into the boorish ape. Nashua couldn't deny she was slightly curious about what transforming into the ape while in her ascended state would bring, but it was an experiment certainly best left for a later time. She had a super powered Earthling to fight, after all. Ramen was able to keep up with her flurry of blows - in fact, Ramen was probably one of very few people in the universe capable of matching Nashua's speed, so it was quite fitting they had been partnered against each other.
Although, in the midst of their blows, Ramen said something that prompted Nashua to raise an eyebrow. "Wait... Three Super Saiyans? Who the heck are the other two?" Up till now, Nashua had been under the impression she was the only Saiyan in the modern galaxy who'd actually managed to break her limits and achieve the form spoken of in legend. But two other people had gotten it too?! "W-Well, good! And we won't be the only ones, I'm sure!" she exclaimed, though she secretly flet a bit bitter about not being the special one who'd done it while no others could. Oh, well. She should probably focus more on the fighting, she figured. Speaking of the fight, Ramen's knee shot forward like a rocket, which Nashua just barely responded to in time, her hands cupping around the human's knee and softening the blow against her stomach, though it still hurt a fair bit.
Her hands being gripped tightly onto the knee also meant that as Ramen pulled back, the Saiyan's hands came with her, though her grip broke when Ramen elected to divebomb the ground, with Nashua chasing quickly after her. "H-Hey! We just got up in the air and you're already headed back down?" Nashua exclaimed as she chased her, the Saiyan intentionally slamming as hard as she could into the ground, with her impact smashing a crater into the dusty terrain and sending a shockwave out that would hopefully keep Ramen from keeping too steady of a balance as Nashua shot forward again with the intent to tackle the redhead in a full on headbutt to her chest.
Ha! Not only did Kohlra act like a rambunctious little girl, she fought like one too! Kalabas laced her maw shut with his tail and launched her into the air, sending her crashing across the battlegrounds with a spinning dropkick, shattering tiles galore. As he landed and watched the results of his handiwork the Duke was struck with a delightful idea. He swiped at the coming shrapnel, soon making a thick white cloud kept together with tugs and pushes of energy. Curious, the stupid monkey stuck his thumb in the cloud and yanked it immediately. “Grrrh…” he groaned as he squeezed what shards he could out of his finger, stepping away from the reddening cloud. Yes, this would do... He pulled his arms back, took a deep breath, and slapped his hands as hard as he could! The shockwave was huge! It was like someone had fired a giant shotgun shell, the entire corner of the arena was like a crumbling slab of swiss cheese! Kalabas could not see Kohlra anywhere, so he began to worry - was she dead, or worse, hidden away from his sight? There was no oozaru red gunk to speak of, so the latter option seemed the most likely. Try as he might to locate her, the overwhelmingly powerful BBFs above were making it very hard to sense anything that wasn’t them… The Duke had no other target. He, as an oozaru, had to fight a super saiyan. Well, perhaps being exposed to such power would aid him in attaining the form too... Or not.
By the ancestors!, was he some sort of suckling whelp? The worst thing that could happen to him was entering a hyper-conscious comatose state - nothing a senzu and a mindwipe couldn’t fix! Kalabas beat his chest, crashed his tail against some unfortunate pillars, and readied himself for a leap and a half before he realized that Ramen and Nashua were coming! He wasted no time, unceremoniously stomping the super saiyan under his rubber bootheel before her projectile headbutt connected. The noble tried to laugh but only managed a deep retching sound. In but an instant Kalabas cartwheeled to his right and put all of his energy into a mouth beam. Confident as he was in his abilities, he couldn’t help but to notice how his best was nothing compared to his opponent… It was a sensation he had hoped to never again feel, this creeping weakness. For now he'd have to save the hopeless musings until after the fight. Ramen needed him focused! If at all.
TAG TEAM TOURNAMENT | Ramen's PL: 2,080,000 (Base 130,000 - x16 Modifier) |
Ramen found her footing slip out from underneath her as tiles loosened and crumbled under the impact of Nashua's heavy landing. The shockwave was more than enough to soften her defenses, such that when the Saiyan came bursting out of the scattering debris, her headbutt landed clean. Ramen let out a cry, surprise mingled with pain, as her body was sent coursing backwards from the impact. She flew several feet through the air before her shoulders connected with the tiles, grinding her to an eventual halt. Dazed and on her back, she opened her eyes to the sight of dust-filled air and a pleasant sky.
"Urgh... nice trick," she grumbled under her breath... but she was only down for a moment.
Instincts soon kicked in, and before she could be dealt another blow, she sprung back to her feet. Crouching down, she put all of her energy into a great bound upwards, rocketing into the sky at a pace that left the audience wondering where the wounded warrior could have vanished to. They would find their answer when, moments later, a beam of crimson-red energy crackled through the clouds, homing in on Nashua from the heavens. Ramen was of course the source of the beam, but she wasn't planning to wait around as it blazed its trail downwards. As soon as the last sparks of energy sizzled off of her fingertips, she dipped forward and raced back towards the ground, flying in the wake of her own attack.
Nashua would have more than enough time to react to the blow, but Ramen didn't plan on giving her much time to think. When the blast landed, whether it struck Nashua or the solid ground, she intended to be right there to continue the fight with a hay-maker of a punch. Her own attack would serve as her distraction, just as Nashua's shockwave had served her. With her single-minded attack, she barely registered her Oozaru ally, or his own mighty blast.
Nashua's clever little plan paid off, and her head rammed straight into Ramen's chest at full force, knocking the redhead back dozens of meters in the first satisfying hit the Saiyan had managed to get off on her. "Aw, yeah," she exclaimed to herself, pumping her fist down at her side. Back on the Lookout, she could barely even stand near the human without nearly getting blown away by her sheer power, but now, Nashua was kicking her butt. Still, her scouter gave away that Ramen still had a slight advantage over her in strength. The Saiyan couldn't help but let out a snort at the fact that a power lead of two hundred thousand was now a barely noticeable difference. Maybe it had something to do with percentages or something, but Nashua never really understood how those worked.
Ramen was still raring to go, though, and from the looks of it, this next attack had some real power behind it. About enough power to destroy an entire planet, actually. "Screw that," thought Nahua as she flashed out of the way in a burst of speed powered by ki, the afterimage she'd left behind ending up completely devoured by the blazing red beam attack. The Saiyan let out a quick sigh of relief at having avoided that fate, though her troubles were far from over. In fact, it looked as though they were just beginning. Ramen was right on top of her, and a quick haymaker to the top of the Saiyan's gold covered head sent her spinning down a few meters until she wrestled back control of herself in the air. "Oww!" Nashua exclaimed with a rub of her sore head. Though, she figured some pain was to be expected in a fight like this.
Her scouter bepped out a warning, which caught Nashua by surprise. Ramen was attacking again already? "Wait... When did your attacks get so much weaker?" Nashua asked, until she realized the human was not the current aggressor. "Hey, go play with Kohlra," Nashua dryly said at the raging Oozaru, quickly raising a palm and firing off a low energy blast that completely overwhelmed Kalabas' beam and continued to rage through the air towards the monkey. With that easily dealt with, Nashua zipped right back up into the air at Ramen, taking a rather direct approach to her next uppercut aimed for the base of the Earthling's jaw.