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Post by Yanwang on Feb 7, 2019 22:33:18 GMT -6
His plan seemed to have worked. He had managed to hit Tebooleh with his Attack. Before he could get happy about what he had done Yogu was right behind him. He didn’t seem too happy, and he still seemed off and a little crazy. He even grabbed his horns and threw him. Yanwang skidded on the ground and as he looked up his foe was right above him. He saw Yogu swing down with both hands as he’d leaped back only to be meet with Yogu’s counter attack. He’d punched him in both his gut and throat. Yanwang skidded coughing out a glob of blood. Yanwang was hoping that be the end of it but he seemed to be on a rampage. He was really strong right now he was going to have to think of something. He didn’t know how long he could hold off Yogu.
As he was deep in thought Yogu hit him again his leg crashing into his side. Yanwang skidded to the edge as he fired off a barrage of ki blasts at him. He’d swung his bag blocking some of them but others hit him as he skidded his feet gripping to the edge of the arena. He’d stood in the smoke taking in a couple deep breaths. He must have been using a lot of energy in this barrage. He yelled about how he was going to do something lighter as his hand reached for his throat. He put his other hands in the way as he tried to clench his throat trying to hold his hands back but he still had him trapped. When he saw his big fist he knew it was a big hit. Yanwang chest was covered by black energy as the blow hit.
He was sent flying Yanwang taking serious damage from the blow. He was in a lot of pain as he flew back. He would be content with just laying down but Karon was still in there with the brute Yogu. He was not ok what if he really hurt someone else. Plus he didn’t do all that training just to take one big hit and be out. Yanwang pulled out of his energy as he was flying towards the crowd. Air ejected from the Fujin Bag as he was sent flying back at Yogu. “You're being a little rough.” He’d try to grin but he was in too much pain. He’d crash down in front of Yogu as he got to his feet. But he was really beaten up. He was starting to wonder if getting back in the ring was a good idea. Maybe if Karon could give him some time or if Yogu would relax after such an attack. Then maybe he could recover enough to fight back.
Up2: Bag of Fujin Super Absorb- The Bag expands out pulling in an incoming attack like a black hole before swallowing it whole. This time the bag is wrapped in rope to make it even stronger! This seal is twice as powerful. Absorbs 66 percent Damage. 717,120-164000=553,120x0.75=414,840 Damage. 168 Percent Damage! Yanwang can barely keep himself on his feet but does not wanna leave the fight. That is prob not a good idea.
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Post by Tebooleh on Feb 9, 2019 1:40:36 GMT -6
The tri-clops let his arm be “caught” by the blue ogre. Mostly because he was impressed that Karon had reacted fast enough to stop it. Though he did debate pushing through the catch to send him flying to the stone. It would have been so easy… Thankfully, Yanwang was kept distracted by Yog- When had he turned grey? And why was his voice so different? Not to mention his mannerisms. He’d gone from being quite polite to raging and aggressive. Moreso than even Tebooleh was when he lost control. Then there was the sheer power radiating from him. The energy that Yogu was putting off was hanging with almost palpable heaviness over the whole arena. It and Yanwang’s own power combined to create a single, crushing weight that pushed down on Tebooleh’s shoulders as they flew and fought. But so long as Yogu didn’t break any rules, his being a loose cannon wasn’t a problem. What was, however, was the ogre holding Tebooleh’s leg and giving a quick quip. As Karon mentioned sitting down, and shot his skull forward for a headbutt, Tebooleh reached out a hand to grab the man’s face. Considering he was currently rocking a little over five times Karon’s power, that would have been a simple matter. “ No.” He didn’t shout, he didn’t grunt, he didn’t even seem to strain as he held Karon off. Nor did his muscles show any strain as he moved his leg and arm in concert, to try and throw the ogre to the ground. As soon as Karon was down? ...Well there would have been a punch coming. A hard one. Right against his chest. Hard enough to drive him INTO the arena, perhaps leaving a small crater. “ I apologize in advance for this. As I said, I’d hoped our battle would last longer…” Once that was accomplished, he began to ascend into the air. Higher… higher… higher… until he was a good distance above the arena. All three of Tebooleh’s eyes locked onto Karon, wherever the ogre might have ended up. Then he slammed his hands together, opened his mouth, and did just what Yogu had suggested. He moved to finish off the “small fry”. All three of his eyes began to glow ever so slightly, as energy was funneled into and in front of them. In addition, a small, bright orb of energy appeared in front of his open mouth. They all expanded until they were about the size of golfballs, and all became brighter and brighter and hotter until they were like miniature suns. Then all four of the balls burst into bright beams, that spiraled down towards Karon’s body until they merged together into one giant blast. Several of the spectators screamed, and most of them covered their eyes as a beam with the brightness of the sun shot down towards Karon… Tebooleh’s Current PL: 70,000
Technique Used: MA3 Solar Beam
KP Cost: 3
Current KP Count: 3/7
Fired for 70,000 PL in damage
....Sorry KaronKaron |
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Post by Karon on Feb 10, 2019 0:40:46 GMT -6
Well, this wasn't great.
Karon got a faceful of hand, and he instinctively flailed to try and get free, glaring at Tebooleh between the man's own fingers. Before he could move anywhere he felt the world tilt around him as he was promptly slammed into the arena floor, hard. The impact sent a sharp pain through the back of his skull and the punch to his chest knocked the wind from his lungs. He watched as Tebooleh flew into the air above him, then used some technique to split into two...wait, no. That was just Karon's vision doubling. How hard had he hit his head?
He scrambled up out of the small crater that had been created around him on wobbly legs. His balance wasn't great, what with that blow to the head, but he could still fight! All he had to do was fly and catch up to Tebooleh, and then...hold on, what was that light? Was that the sun? No, the sun didn't get rapidly bigger like that. ...Crap. His aura flared out blue around him instinctually as the attack came, but he was too out of it to move fast enough. The blast of light came down onto Karon, enveloping him like an ant under a magnifying glass, and all he saw was white.
When the light faded away, the ogre was lying on his back, scorched and smoking with little holes burnt all over his clothes. He was out cold.
Max damage threshold when powered up is 60k, so he's out not even counting the damage he'd take from transforming under max KP.
Karon is KO'd.
Sorry Yanwang
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Post by Om-Yogu on Feb 11, 2019 15:18:39 GMT -6
" HAHAHA! WHAT A GREAT SHOW YOU'RE PUTTING ON, MUTT!" Yogu shouts, watching Yanwang take the blow straight to the chest! " SEE YA LATER!" Yogu turns around and faces Tebooleh and Karon, staring daggers at the blue Ogre. He was just about to go over there and give Karon the beating of a lifetime, but a sound coming from behind him created quite a distraction. " Huh? What's that?" He turns around to see Yanwang, still going at it. He was pretty badly injured, but that wouldn't deter Yogu from finishing off the welp. " Ya think I really care if I'm rough or not? Just give it up, kid. Transformation or not you're still just some random Ogre with a fancy burlap sack. So..." Yogu charges forward swinging a fist at the side of Yanwang's head. " GET THE HELL OUTTA MY WAY ALREADY!" Yogu was in full panic mode. Something was seriously wrong with his body at the moment. He had no control over it! This wasn't like what happened in Heaven with his maybe grandfather, that was all in the mind. What was happening right now was all physical? At least, he was pretty sure that's what was going on. He supposed part of it might be mental because he should be able to control the words coming out of his mouth. All he was able to do was think. " H-How the hell do I stop this?! I might seriously hurt Yanwang or Karon if I'm not careful..." Suddenly, Yogu stopped thinking. It was a very strange feeling. If Yogu had to explain it to someone it'd probably be like being awake and asleep at the same time, somehow. Yogu was gone now. Whatever was using his body now was a completely different being. Yogu, or whatever this thing is, hears a very loud crash come from behind him. " The hell's with all that sou- oh. Hehehe... HAHAHAHA!" Karon was absolutely destroyed by Tebooleh's attack! " WOW! Nice one, three eyes! Guess it's good to know I'll be able to rely on a fellah like you throughout this tournament." Yogu's head almost turns a full one hundred eighty degrees to face Yanwang again. " So, Ogre." He turns the rest of his body and swings a kick right at the small Ogre's head. " Looks like you're pretty injured. Not only that, but your teammate got his ass handed pretty bad, HUH?!" Yogu throws both his fists at Yanwang's chest! " SO WHAT'RE YA GONNA DO NOW?!" That was indeed the question on the monster that was once Yogu's mind, what could the little red Ogre do now?
OOC: RIP Karon. Yogu does nothing KP related this post, so he gets +1 KP.
KP Total: 0/3 -> 1/3
Damage Total: 0% |
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Post by Yanwang on Feb 11, 2019 18:50:28 GMT -6
As he landed Karon was blasted by Tebooleh full power as he took in a deep breath. He didn’t know he was going to defeat them but he was not going to retreat. “Sorry, Karon.” He’d breathed out. As Yogu threw his attack Yanwang was hit as he slid back landing flat on his back as he looked up at the sky. A smarter boy would have given up but he had trained too hard to just lose. Karon may be out but he could still take down at least one of them then even the fight. Plus Yogu had gone a bit nuts he had to try to help him. He wondered if that ghost guy was back, he had been really meaning to the old man but this seemed different.
Yanwang pulled himself to his feet again looking up at the two of them. “That's fine. It makes it a fairer fight for you two.” Yanwang grinned at Yogu and Teblooh. As Yogu’s kick came down he raised his arm as the ground broke under him. Black Energy creped into his arm as he knees caved him he thrusted back into the ground. He’d smirk. “If this just a burlap sack it explains why you got so close.” As he threw his fist his smirk grew bigger. “Yet it's not so getting this close was a bad idea!” His chest would glow black as he took the punch. A Sticky glue would explode from his chest in an attempt to attach Yogu’s fist to Yanwang’s stomach. “I’m Yanwang Master of the Nine Hundred Magic Formation. You not seen anything I could do.” Yanwang drew on whatever strength he could gather. He’d had to finish this right away. He’d bring his left leg back as black energy came out. He’d swung it out as the end appeared a Cascade Black Flames which shot out in an attempt to slam into Yogu and set him on fire but keep him close. “Let's fight at close range ok!”
Kp:1/3 Bascially used Tech to Create a Concreate like Substance to Attach Yogu's arms to Yanwang's chest and then attempt to kick him with a Black Flame Kick.
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Post by Tebooleh on Feb 12, 2019 16:39:28 GMT -6
Tebooleh panted, then relaxed for a moment as the dust from his attack settled. The crater that he'd left Karon in had gotten much, much bigger from the force of his attack. The edges of it sizzled, and the air seemed to be quite hot. How badly had he hit the poor ogre? Just to be sure, he extended his extra senses down and into the expanded crater. Karon was still alive down there. Though his energy was somewhat weak. Was he merely unconscious? Or was he close to death?
As Yogu and Yanwang battled and bickered above, Tebooleh descended down. The hem of his torn thawb ruffled as the hot air rose from the crater, only to be met with somewhat colder air from up above. This breeze washed over him AND the arena in a gentle cycle as he went down, down, down... all the way to the bottom of the crater that was still technically inside the arena.
Once down at the bottom, Tebooleh gingerly grabbed hold of the blue ogre, who was rather badly burned. Then he floated up and out of the oven-hot hole with Karon in tow... To set the ogre down at the edge of where the arena met the walkway in. That way, some medics could at least recover him and get him out of there.
With that accomplished, the tri-clops turned his attention to Yogu and Yanwang. The sudden change in the teen's demeanor was... kinda frightening. Especially because Yanwang had the personality of a young child. But, they were both far above his own power. So, even though Tebooleh desperately wanted to, he couldn't end the fight very quickly by himself. What he could do, however, was perhaps do a bit of extra damage to Yanwang. Or keep the boy distracted until Yogu ended things. And maybe calm Yogu down while he was at it.
So he flew towards Yanwang while the little ogre, presumably, had the transformed lad stuck to his chest. A single fist was extended, aimed right for Yanwang's cheek. As he tried to land it, Tebooleh quietly spoke to Yogu...
"Calm down. This is a tournament... Not a battle with your most hated foe."
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Post by Om-Yogu on Feb 14, 2019 16:48:07 GMT -6
Well, this certainly wasn't good. The little rat had trapped him with some weird concrete stuff. " DAMN IT! Get this shit offa' me, YANWANG!" The Ogre didn't seem to want to do that at all. In fact, the little bastard swung a flame covered kick at Yogu! The kick was strong enough to knock him free from the concrete stuff, but not to launch the corrupted Konatsian. Yanwang declares that they will fight up close, which makes a big grin spread across Yogu's face. "That's fine by me... I'm a lot better at close range fighting anyways. Ya better pray to Kami I don't put a permanent dent in that face of yours!" Then out of the corner of his eye, Tebooleh runs in and tries to punch Yanwang in the cheek. Then he turns around and whispers to Yogu, telling him to turn it down a notch. " HEY!" Yogu puts a finger to Tebooleh's chest. "Stay in your lane, Three Eyes. I'm fine. You could've taken out the runt right there if you hadn't been so focused on telling me to cool down. Just focus on the fight and we can have a little team meeting in a few minutes." Yogu turns back to Yanwang and rushes at him. " YA SAID YOU WANTED TO FIGHT UP CLOSE, RIGHT KID?!" Yogu throws another mindless barrage of punches, while he's trying to distract Yanwang with the punches, he brings both legs into the air, before kicking them out and trying to slam them into Yanwang's kneecaps. If that lands, he grabs the Ogre by the horns and flips into the air! He slams the Ogre face down into the stage! " HOW'S THAT FOR CLOSE RANGE?!"
OOC New Yogu? Newgu? New Yogu.
KP +1
Kp Total: 1/3 -> 2/3
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Post by Yanwang on Feb 14, 2019 21:35:08 GMT -6
He had gotten Yogu up-close time for his master plan part two or three? He had lost count of the steps with the dizziness he was suffering. His attack did break him out of as the substance fell to the ground. Guess he hit too hard. Yogu seemed fine fighting close range. He’d look at Teb rushing to throw a punch but Yogu seemed to have stopped him. Guess he was really out of whack he had to take him alone. Yanwang took in some more deep breaths. He was his edge he only had one chance. He had to time this right. He’d leap back to avoid the man’s attack as he a lot faster as he stood at the edge of the arena nearly slipping off. He didn’t look back he was exactly where he needed to be.
Yogu finally rushed right at him as Yanwang body began to get covered by the black energy. A Current of wind came from his body as Yogu’s blow slammed into his body. Every attack was absorbed into his body and into the Fujin Bag. He had used his last of his ki for a defensive measure! To absorb all his blows. He could not stop a grapple though. Yogu slammed him down but still little to no damage. Still, he asked how was his close-range attack. “Nothing like you normal. You are sloppy right now. You should bring the real Yogu back.” He’d try to use this time to try and wrap his hand around his ankles. Since he had moved close to the edge of the arena he had to do some dirty and try to ring him out. Yanwang back muscles tensed as he imaged as if he was lifting a giant boulder. He’d attempt to lift Yogu up explosive launching from his black energy to give him the bit of strength he’d need, “Hhahahahah” He’d attempt to then slam Yogu right outside of the ring with all the strength he had left.
N1: Bag of Fujin Absorb! Absorbed all the Melle Punches without taking Damage. Kp:0/3
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Post by Hale on Feb 16, 2019 15:01:59 GMT -6
For clarity I won't be sharing the scoring system so it can't be used to gain any advantages in scoring for the next round. I will be declaring winners and minimal information. There was a background scoring system shared with Nashua (the second judge) so this wasn't simply me judging by any sort of bias.
After going through this thread multiple times and scoring accordingly, the winners of this Tag Team match:
Tebooleh & Yogu!
Feel free to make any exit posts
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