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Post by Hale on Feb 8, 2019 17:19:22 GMT -6
Hale was now standing there looking between the three with a look of sheer disbelief on his face. He was trying to spice things up and see if he could get his partner to work with him and Nashi with his and instead he got glares and insults from at least two of the three. "Are you guys serious?", throwing up his hands with an exasperated sigh. "You guys realize this is a two on two tournament right? Not a 1 on 1 plus a 1 on 1 tournament." His narrowed his eyes at Kyabe and just sighed as he assumed he might be interested in such a fight, but his real death stare was more at his partner than anything. "Are you kidding me? You won't allow me?" His tail slammed into the stage hard enough to dent it as he glared daggers at the other Arcosian. Slowly his mind clicked and his head turned towards Nashi. "Did you just call me a coward?!" Oh this was not going to end well for any of these three, teammates or not.
Hale's muscle mass began to shrink the moment he turned to face his teammate again, his teeth gritted and the muscles in his jaw flexing. As he felt Nashi jump on him his aura flared up substantially, and as the punches began to connect they hurt but Hale started to growl and his aura would continue to flare further as the biogem in his chest started to pulse a much darker green color. "You call me a brute, a coward, a lizard, tell me I'm being dishonorable...dare to tell me what I will and won't be allowed to do.", the veins in his neck pulsing. "All I wanted was to have a little fun.", speaking more quietly but clearly he was genuinely angry. Hale reached back and grabbed a hold of Nashi as tightly as he could manage and jumped up a few feet into the air and lunged back first at the ground where Nashi had jumped onto him intending to slam him between himself and the stage.
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HALE IS ANGRY
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Post by Deleted on Feb 8, 2019 21:55:45 GMT -6
Kyabe was pretty mad. If Hale had just announced ahead of time that he'd flip the switch and make it a two on one, that would've been a way different story! It was the sneakiness of it all. But...he had to remember. It was a tournament. Ya know, a game where everyone is practically out for their own and aiming to have as much fun as possible. So, all in all, Kyabe really couldn't be too angry at the big guy. He flexed his own jaw as Vetur seemed to take responsibility for his mates actions and even offered Kyabe a free shot at him. Jeez. As much as the boy appreciated it, he really didn't want that. Warrior code said that an eye is given for an eye. Kyabe's code, though, said to let bygones be bygones and keep pressing forward. An eye for the future. Never an exchange of one for one. Watching Vetur revert back to his suppressed form Kyabe certainly approached the man. Smiling, Kyabe shook his head and simply placed his hand on Vetur's shoulder. Closing his eyes and displaying he was totally calmed down and ready to keep the game up. "Nah. I don't want it. Equal is equal, and all that big boy did was shoulder press me. Ain't nothing major," Kyabe grinned. Patting him once, he walked backwards and beckoned him over. "Go back to that big form. I wantcha to fight as hard as you can. That's how you'll make up for the past, no ifs ands or buts," Kyabe smirked, giving a thumbs up. His brow quirking as he looked over to Hale and Nashi. It seemed Nashi chased him over, and was trying to take aggro back and Mr. Hale didn't like anything his mate or Kyabe's mate had to say. To say Kyabe was afraid was wrong. To say he just got more, and more excited seeing Mr. Hale get so powerful? That was accurate! But, before he could look to Hale, he'd need to finish up with Vetur. "Right. C'mon, I'm ready for ya. Round two is officially on, Vetur!" Kyabe said, moving his arms swiftly and beckoning the Arcosian over once more.
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Post by Vetur Cold on Feb 9, 2019 8:32:36 GMT -6
Vetur looked at his ally and nodded. "We do know, Sir Hale. but as warriors we must make our fights and goals clear. Your opponent is too strong for me so I need you fighting him. This one is far below you and the crowd would get no satisfaction from you one shotting him into oblivion. Let us give the crowd a reason to roar, we are Arcosians and these weaklings must be reminded of our power." Vetur turned to the Saiyan and nodded. His gaze locking onto his opponent. "After these two are out of the way we can move on to our next opponents." His muscles bulged out, limbs becoming thick and powerful, his chest pushing out as he entered his second form. "Let see...hmm. Maybe one more. This form always seems so heavy, maybe my next form. I focused it more on speed over raw strength."
The young Arcosian bent his body forward, his ki pulsing off him as he let out a vicious roar. His muscles shrunk becoming lean and wiry, spikes growing from the top of his spine and growing down to just above the arrowhead shape of his tail. Spikes grew along his shoulders and down the side of his arms and over his knuckles. His body grew two inches in length. Becoming aerodynamic. His head elongated backwards, the dark blue crystal stretching with his skull. His power level jumping to ten thousand two hundred, his long tail swished behind him as he prepared his attack. Vetur bowed to his opponent once more. "I apologize for this my friend, please try to keep up." Vetur bent his legs as he watched his opponents stance.
Vetur shot forward, his speed a blur to those below his own power level. His hands went knife style, his pointed nails striking for nerve clusters in Kyabe's chest. His sharp blows mixing with his increased speed. Each blow if landed would add piercing damage as well as numbing the nerves to the arms, legs and finally temporarily paralyzing the lungs. The long points of his nails acting like acupuncture.
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Post by Nashi on Feb 9, 2019 19:32:11 GMT -6
Nashi was not especially keen on Hale running off to go tackle Hale. Not only did it look like running away— of course it looked like that, given that Hale had actually ran away— but when Nashi saw where he was going it looked like Hale was going to go pick on Kyabe, who was comparatively far weaker. Nashi didn’t think this was especially in good sport for much the same reason that he didn’t attack Vetur, who seemed much closer in power to Kyabe. Hale’s tail slammed into the tournament floor, making a dent. He was reaalllllyyyyyy angry. ”Well, yeah, but because you were—” Wait, no, I get it! Nashi had almost forgot, with all the slamming and yelling and commotion, what the day was all about: entertainment. Just as Nashi was quick to quips and insults for the sake of entertainment, Hale must have recognised that a three vs one battle would be much more entertaining to watch and maybe also a bit more even! So, for Nashi to play in on what he was assuming was entirely an act, all he had to say was… er… lemme think…Hale’s aura was getting sorta weird. Had Nashi seen Hale’s torso bio-gem, he’d have seen that it was turning a dark green— was this his new progression of power? Not a progression of throwing off suppressions, but of adding more power… yes, it would seem Nashi was definitely false in his original assumptions. ”’Brute’ and ‘lizard’ aren’t insults, by the way. Actually, one of them might just be a compliment!” Nashi would let Hale decide which one. ”But, yeah! Now how do I give you justification to act even angrier? Er, my Tower is way better than yours, and the name ‘Frozen Name’ isn’t especially scary! Yeah, take tha— uh oh.” Hale grabbed Nashi from his back and jumped. Nashi’s perception of time seemed to slow as he watched Hale, felt his tight grip, and saw the ground getting closer and closer and closer, until…! What could he do? The other two fighters seemed to be fighting against each other again, and it was about this time that Nashi wished that Hale’s plan to get the fight more involved worked. His opponent was just as defensive as he, and with strikes of thrice the power! What was he to do? Perhaps he’d try the first technique he ever learnt, and the one he was the greatest at. Perhaps. Hale smashed Nashi into the ground but, when he’d look, would see that Nashi was not there. It was not truly Nashi who he drove into the ground, but his afterimage— the specialty of his family. ”You want a little fun?” a voice would ask, from seemingly nowhere (AKA behind Hale). Nary a moment later... ”Then you’re in luck!” Nashi would reappear to make more Leopard Blows against Hale’s only known weak spot: his tail. Non-KP Afterimage and flavoured [A1] Blue Bro Ball (the Leopard Blows at the end there) used, for 69,300PL against Hale!
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Post by Hale on Feb 9, 2019 20:09:46 GMT -6
As his muscle mass began to shrink substantially his power seemed to shift more than lower, but by this time he was back first on the ground finding himself laying on no one as Nashi had somehow managed to move. Hale was near clueless about how after image worked in any capacity so it only proved a further frustration as he was borderline having a rage moment, his fists slamming into the ground as he lept up and roared out at Nashi. The color of his biogems began to slowly change color as if there was a swirl of color to them, then all at once they turned dark red as did his aura and once again he screamed towards Nashi as he tail slammed the ground once more. Despite what the feline fighter might have thought, this was no performance, and he was barely registering what was being said to him, not even giving a quip or sarcastic or even an angry response, just staring and breathing heavily.
His foot slammed into the ground leaving a foot print and for a moment it was the other two fighters that caught his attention, but before he could act he felt an attack to his tail once again and screamed more in anger than pain, whipping his tail away from Nashi then swing his body once side then the other to swing it back at him trying to smack him away with it. Despite if the attack hit, he would spin and face Nashi with a look on his face that gave off the impression he was more looking through him than at him, almost bestial, and the way his foot slammed down in front of him and his body hunched over it gave that further look. Hale picked up his other leg and much quicker than previous he was charging Nashi, bent over using his tail for balance and keeping his gaze on the two-tailed humanoid, trying to grab him by his top and drag him along the ground before tossing him a few feet away. If he managed to miss altogether he simply would have kept charging past and turned back around to face Nashi, growling at the top of his lungs.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 9, 2019 22:12:07 GMT -6
"Man oh man," Kyabe mouthed, watching as Vetur changed and transformed into his monstrous third form. Kyabe squinted a bit, he could've sworn he had seen that form somewhere else before. In a movie, maybe? He was sure it'd come to him, sooner or later. Their battle was finally going to resume, and truth be said that was the only thing the youth was really concerned about at this time. He'd deal with Hale and Nashi after this bout right here. Smiling once again, Kyabe watched as Vetur completed his transformation sequence and prepared for battle. Kyabe was more than ready for him now. His tail flickered and his senses were acting especially acute this time around. He wouldn't get caught acting a fool or looking as bad as he did earlier, darn it!! Ready for him Kyabe most certainly was. The young man keeping his eyes narrowed and feeling his foe dart forward in the offense. Kyabe taking a heavy breath as he began guarding and deflecting whatever he could. Noting Vetur's hands and the shape they took on, he recognized just what his intention was: He was aiming to stun the boy. No one ever used their fingers like that unless they were targeting nerves and chakra points. His brow was furrowed as he began trying to retaliate. Trading damage for damage, Kyabe sought to punch and kick at Vetur's face. His knuckles aimed especially tightly for the man's biogem and it's elongated "hurtbox". He felt pain ringing through his joints, though. Vetur's pointed fingers striking just the right spots, unfortunately, whereas Kyabe was striking and fighting through the potential failure of his lungs until he knew he just had to give in. There was no way he was going down without a fight, so no matter what happened, he wasn't going to let the paralysis of his lungs stop him! His punches and kicks stopped only when he felt the sharp sensation of writhing pain shoot through his nerves, and thus he had hoped he'd be given the window to dash back and collect some stamina...!
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Post by Vetur Cold on Feb 10, 2019 16:53:09 GMT -6
Vetur felt the rush of pain as a fist smashed against his jaw, his tail blocking a kick but making sure that the spikes didn't impale his opponents legs. He felt the dig as his fingers and nails made contact with Kyabe's flesh. The blows on both sides coming quickly. Vetur used his long whip like tail as a blocker, but to block only the most dangerous blows while others he had to let in to keep his own attacks going. After a few seconds, Vetur could feel his enemy weakening, the blows coming slower and lighter than when they began. Vetur had taken his own lumps in the trade off. His jaw was swollen, a cut over his left eye and blood leaked from his nose. Not to mention the dozens of bruises he be nursing for awhile.
There! Kyabe had pulled back, trying to get room for his temporarily paralyzed lungs, Vetur closed the distance than vanished. He appeared behind Kyabe who had moved back straight into Vetur's path and a unguarded back mixed with slow reaction time from his lungs. Vetur struck the same way, his hands straight in knife style. His blows rained down, focusing his speed into his arms they blurred as he attacked. His target wasn't nerves as before, no. This time he struck for the nerves along the base of the spinal cord. Even one landing would immediately paralyze his opponents entire body for one hour. Each blow after the first would add a extra hour to the full body stasis.
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Post by Nashi on Feb 11, 2019 1:33:24 GMT -6
What the—? He’s really getting into the ‘enraged beyond reason’ act! I’ll have to congratulate Hale later on his performance, I bet the audiences are convinced real good!
Hale’s bio-gem turned from the previous dark green to a red, all the while with Hale roaring and screeching and all manner of other overtly animalistic things that gave away to Nashi how Hale was definitely, definitely just putting on a performance. Hale thought that colour-shifting performance was sorta cool, but on the other hand he wouldn’t want to do something like that himself. After all, if his colour shifted, then he’d hardly be blue anymore, now would he? And if he wasn’t blue, then what was the point in the first place? Coughforeshadowingcough.
Hale tried to swing Nashi off his tail (swing off his tail as in— never mind, you get it) with a few powerful motions, which Nashi managed to jump over, and then away from. ”You really don’t like having your tail struck, do ya?” As previously touched on, Nashi had a similar tail vulnerability. Except the vulnerability was not Nashi’s but the attacker’s face when they activate Nashi’s strongest instinct and get a claw from cheek to eyebrow, and a hiss to surpass the gods. ”Almost got me with that one!”
I mean, wow, this guy’s good. He almost has me convinced! But fortunately enough for me I can tell precisely when someone is acting, cos I’m really smart and stuff. Hale charged Nashi with an animalistic fury heretofore unseen. ”You’ve already tried this move. Just like before, avoiding it’s as easy as a particularly easy pie! But, like, a pie that makes you go, 'wow, what an especially easy pie, I could have made that without looking'—heywaitI'mnotreadyyet!”
As before, Nashi tried to slide between Hale’s legs to get behind him. However, what Nashi failed to anticipate was Hale’s speed, as he was used to the Arcosian’s slowed, bulked velocity. ”Ah, hek—” Nashi was grabbed and dragged along the floor with great force, leaving a linear dent in the floor as he went! At the end of the line (literally and also a bit figuratively) Nashi was tossed a metre, give or take, like, half a metre.
Nashi got up with the same speed of a cat being Spooked™. ”Oi! That hurt!” The sheer friction of being dragged, pressed, against the ground, not only heated up his back considerably, but also ripped some holes in it. Looking at him from behind, one would see the white sarashi he wore below the blue.
But then he’d look aside from Hale for a moment, still keeping the brute in the corner of his vision in case he charged again. ”Hey, Kyabe, how’s it going on your end?”
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Post by Hale on Feb 11, 2019 17:41:14 GMT -6
His wild flails at Nashi missed unfortunately just as wildly as they came, but Hale was not deterred one single bit. Every bit of damage he absorbed, every swing he missed, they all seemed to fuel him and more anger was put into the next and the next until the one that connected would without a doubt be felt with full intention. The way Nashi talked to him was as if he didn't quite believe Hale was in fact raging, but Hale was oblivious, especially in his current mental state. He had gotten angry by the comments, but this was far beyond that and not even completely intentional. The changing color of his biogem was something he hadn't meant to have happen, but it was the result of an interesting occurrence that would take longer than the action of a tournament to explain. Whatever had happened here had most assuredly increased his power, but it also seemed to have the unfortunate downside of enhancing his current emotional state, sending him from a slight annoyed anger into a full blown mindless rage.
Nashi's words were completely lost on him as if never spoken at all, and every large striding step brought him closer to showing his opponent that same fact. Unlike his previous attempts, his grip didn't come up empty, finding Nashi as he tried to dodge out of the way, and growled almost satisfied, pulling him along as they went right between both Kyabe and Vetur as they faced off against one another. Coming to a sudden stop he simply raised his arm and tossed Nashi, letting him go and standing there watching, his body heaving with each heavy breath. The moment Nashi took his attention off of him Hale screamed towards him and stomped his foot, leaving an imprint, then again as he spoke. The longer what this was effecting Hale was going on the more his mind was falling into the full blown mindless monster like state. Leaning forward he punched the ground and put one foot back fully hunched over, looking more like an Earth gorilla with a tail. He waited for the blue cat to make a move but still he kept his attention towards his teammate, and Hale seemed to lose whatever patience his lost mind had. It seemed as if he was trying to talk almost but he only grunted and growled, getting increasingly more angry the longer he tried, punching a large dent into the ground as he did. His mind was gone and only instinct remained, but this was no martial arts example of letting your reflexes guide you due to muscle memory, it was an angry mind trapped in a strong body. His muscled flexed once more as he shook his head, reaching up and grabbing at it as if he was struggling to take control of his body again, but it was to no avail as he even went as far as to punch himself and growl before his eyes narrowed towards two-tailed fighter across from him.
Letting out an ear piercing scream as his other hand fell next to the other as if he were bracing himself, both knees falling behind them, and suddenly his aura flared and his mouth opened wide, a large collecting of red energy gathering at the back of his throat. Second later the sound was increasing in volume and the energy blasted forward in a wide cone towards Nashi as Hale was pushed back about a foot along the ground by the time it would have reached his target.
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Justice Cannon - Hale builds up energy in his throat and mouth, releasing it in a devastating blast. Deals 133% of Hale's current PL in damage.
837,900 incoming damage
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Post by Deleted on Feb 12, 2019 16:51:30 GMT -6
"Oh man, oh man," Kyabe thought to himself, breathing a little heavier than usual. His lungs were kicked into overtime and it showed, as his sense of judgment and acuteness was being impaired here. He could've sworn he saw Vetur charge at him, yet when he refocused his eyes, Vetur was gone. Well, not gone, but he wasn't in his line of sights, anymore. That, was because Vetur sped his way around Kyabe and began taking advantage of the boy's weakened and stunned state. The absolute unit of an alien beginning to strike at Kyabe's spine and forcing the boy to lose control of his body near fully. Everything the teenager tried, moving his arms, legs, even his fingers, all failed him! This sucked so hard! The most Kyabe could do right now was grunt and whine in pain, each attack sent by Vetur forcing his body forward at least. Seriously, this blew so bad! "C'mon, c'mon...!" Kyabe grunted to himself, closing his eyes and gathering up some willpower, whatever was left anyway, and courage to force his body into Turbo mode. "Stop!" Kyabe exclaimed, utilizing a great surge of latent ki that was resting dormant in his reserves. Exploding with some energy in his body, it seemed as though his body was prepped to do overtime. For Kyabe's sake, the paycheck better would have been worth the stress. Whipping about, Kyabe had to make use of his energy right away. Bodily stasis was something he wasn't interested in right now. Responding to Vetur, it seemed as though the ghost of his Saiyan ancestry was possessing him, as he began raining down on Vetur in return. A number of punches coming down on the Monstrous Arcosian. Kyabe holding nothing back from the man, and even prompting himself to try to consciously turn Vetur around and grapple the Alien's tail. Kyabe's intent to spin Vetur around and around by the fifth limb and potentially swing him out of the stage! Two could play the intelligence and tactician's game!
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Post by Vetur Cold on Feb 13, 2019 18:55:44 GMT -6
Vetur's eyes widened as the Saiyan turned, a fist striking and landing on his jaw as well as a kick to his side he hadn't been prepared for, after having his L one and L two nerves smashed multiple times. His left hand stopped a right punch, catching a kick on a bent knee, his tail flicking away a punch. Vetur vanished, appearing a good twelve feet away from his opponent. "Impressive, With those blows your body shouldn't even be registering the signals from your brain." Vetur raised his left hand forming a fist, his right hand placed in a fist facing upside down. His knees bent as his body leaned forward preparing for his own attack. "Not going to lie, what comes next is going to hurt a lot. I had hoped to incapacitate you without causing lasting injury but it seems that will not be acceptable for you. Do not hate me while you recover."
He drew in a deep breath, air filling his lungs and moving through his muscles. His body gathered energy to his core, cobalt eyes resting on Kyabe. In a blink he moved the twelve feet that was between them. His first blow was a right elbow aimed for Kyabe's solar plexus, the blow would cause a shockwave throughout the man's chest and drive air from already damaged lungs. His next strike as he moved from the elbow whether it landed or not, was a fast palm strike with his left hand aimed for the bridge of the nose. This, if landed, would have a double effect of intense pain as the nose broke, the second was the instant watering of the eyes that would impair vision. His tail shot to the inside of Kyabe's left leg aiming for the soft spot between knee and femur that upon impact would immediately break the Saiyans knee. His right arm would snap up than down aiming a crippling blow to the top of Kyabe's right side collar bone that upon impact would cause a major hairline fracture which would become a full break as Vetur, upon strike or block to the nose would pull back with his left palm in the same rhythm of his nose strike and aim to hit the collar bone, once the collar bone was broken it would completely impair action on the right side . If the palm landed, Vetur would leap, aiming to drive his knee into the bottom of Kyabe's chin while his free right elbow would come down aiming to land on the top of the Saiyans head at the same instant his knee hit The damage would cause breaking in the jaw, several destroyed teeth, possible skull fracture, and severe damage to the spinal cord as the blow would cancel any chance of the damage passing away as the blows locked the damage. The movements from one to the other wasn't just fluid they were fast. Years of training making every action as easy and in sync as walking and talking.
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Post by Nashi on Feb 14, 2019 1:02:08 GMT -6
Oh wow, Hale seemed very angry. With all that whacking the ground, wow, it was really convincing. Wasn’t he damaging the arena floor, too? It certainly looked like it. It would add to the excitement of the audience, sure, but he figured it would also cost him a decent deal. Maybe, Nashi hypothesised, that’s why the arena was so tall; each time it suffered damage, they cut off the top bit until there was a perfectly flat arena on a slightly-less-tall arena block thing. Maybe, if enough of the matches were especially destructive, the fighting might actually happen near the actual ground. Hale screamed with the loudness of a sad toddler backstage in the storage area of the International Annual Megaphone Conference. He brought out his aura like it was a kitten at his primary school’s ‘bring your pet to school’ day. He brought out his big, powerful attack like it was… well, as if it was precisely that, because precisely that is what it was. Hale has used [SIG] Justice Cannon for 837,900PL damage, headed towards Nashi! Unimpeded, it will deal 399% damage!”We’re bringing out the big guns now, are we? All right, I can handle that.” But could he? ”I’ll trust your pacing.”Nashi brought out the Power Pole and began to spin it in front of him. He’d spin it faster, and faster, and faster, until, eventually, it moved so fast that it looked like a single, unmoving translucent shield! Nashi brings out [MB3] Blue Bro Blockade, for 210,000PL.With a terrific, blinding force, the red energy smashed against Nashi’s fan shield. And, yet, it kept on coming! The intense pressure pushed the Senbyō back, and yet he wouldn’t go down so easily; continually pushed backwards, the stadium floor would be dented, continually pressed, where his feet were pushed past! But as quickly as he spun it, the attack was simply overpowering, and Nashi was faltering sooner than Hale was. ”D-Damnit!” Nashi’s muscles began to tire and, as soon as his motions began to slow, the red smashed past the ‘shield’! [SIG] Justice Cannon and [MB3] Blue Bro Blockade enter a struggle! 837,900PL vs 210,000PL, Justice Cannon wins with 627,900PL, brought down to 470,925PL due to the innate qualities of barriers, dealing 224% damage to Nashi.He was knocked back, by all appearances unconscious, and slid, over the tiles, over the edge of the ring… And Nashi’s out! This has been fun, guys. Good luck with the rest of the tournament, Hale and Vetur!
Oh, and, for what it’s worth,
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… But caught himself upon the edge with one hand. Nashi threw himself back over the edge, only by a sliver of energy not disqualified. He got on his feet, a struggle in and of itself, and tried to make sense of his surroundings (he’d fail— he wasn’t even sure which Arcosian was which). He managed a smile, blood flowing from his nose and purple forming around one eye. His armour was entirely blasted away, revealing mostly white thick cotton cloth, tightly wound around his upper arms and torso— his sarashi. Much of it was dyed brown with blood. I’ll have to get Chime to materialise it back, he added to his mental checklist. Nashi actually used his Battle Armour, IC breaking it!
Defensive PL went up to 280,000!
The true PL of the [MB3] Blue Bro Blockade was 280,000!
Meaning the true damage suffered was actually 168%!
Nashi leaned down to pick up the Power Pole, which thankfully enough rested near the edge— unlike himself, it hadn’t almost been flung off. ”Oi, Hale! It’s not gonna be that easy!” Despite his quips, he really was in a great deal of pain. But, he reckoned, wouldn’t this be far more fun to watch? ”Eat pole!”He’d extend the Power Pole rapidly from half an arena away, intending to bonk Hale on the head with an invincible stick growing at hypersonic speeds! Except, Nashi had been knocked quite senseless, and wasn’t 100% sure the one he sent the Power Pole towards was actually Hale… In actuality, it’d go for… Drumroll please… Vetur, whose Arcosian features were remarkably similar from a distance. The Power Pole’s special ability for a free [A1] has been used! 69,300PL headed towards Vetur.
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Post by Hale on Feb 14, 2019 15:35:09 GMT -6
Hale's mind was as clear as a mid-morning English fog, and his stance and stature showed he was clearly not in his right mind whatever that might be normally and comparitively. He had blasted Nashi with all he had and his mind had told him he was done for before the blast even hit, not because he had any idea of how strong his blast was, but because he was frankly overconfident in this primal state. His head turned to the other two fighting, assuming Nashi to be gone in whatever that might mean in this context, letting out a loud screeching yell towards them much like he had to Nashi, but he didn't simply charge in and start attacking. He wanted them to look at him, see them acknowledge him there, and then pounce. Neither moved through his attack or his scream, and he stomped and screamed again but still the two seemed to completely ignore him and he was in fact about to attack when something from the side came streaking towards Vetur. Hale didn't give it much attention to see the result as he turned towards the origin and saw Nashi not only still there, but standing and actually moving.
There was no stare down, frustrated yelling, attacks thrown, just an angry beast of an Arcosian heading straight at Nashi full speed and eyes locked on him. Just a few feet from his target, Hale slid in as if he were going to hip check Nashi, but stopped and attempted to grab and Judo throw him towards both Vetur Cold and @watanabekyabe 's location. He wasn't concerned with ring outs or disqualifications, just an angry beast with a target in his sights.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 14, 2019 17:13:27 GMT -6
Kyabe shrugged his shoulders towards Vetur's sentiments. Did he intend for short-lasting injuries and pains? Well, that was kind of him. But in truth, it really didn't matter. Kyabe wasn't going to be suffering anything. The tricks and method of attacks being shown off by Vetur were beginning to edge on Kyabe's annoyance..! Looking to Nashi before he charged off again, though, Kyabe called out in return, "Pretty good, Nashi-sennin!" Before watching the cat-man speed off back towards Hale. Kyabe's focus returning to that of Vetur's ASAP. The boy frowning, now. And looking mad as ever. It seemed like this guy really wanted to show how good at fighting he was. This was the reason he was so intent on paralyzing the boy, as well as potentially breaking his bones and relieving him of "pilot control" over his bodily functions. Well, unfortunately, that kind of fighting was far from accepted by Kyabe. It was truly donning on him that his foe wanted to put him into the dirt without properly knocking him out cold. Cheap tactics, cheap tactics! No way, Kyabe wasn't going to take it anymore. His body was already awake, and forcing itself into overdrive for crying out loud! Wait! A beam? Another one? What the hell was going on with Hale?! Why was he bugging out like this? What did Nashi and Vetur do to get him all raged out?! That beam felt intense, and it was going for his teach, but what could Kyabe do?! He grunted and gritted his teeth, wanting to aid his mate but he couldn't! Damn it! Kyabe had to focus on Vetur, here..! "Doesn't matter to me! Just gimme whatcha got, Veetz!" Kyabe called out, not caring whether or not he'd be in complete and total pain after this tournament. His body already ached as is. He wouldn't hate Vetur after this, rest assured. Kyabe was exhibiting a heightened sense of awareness. He truly couldn't stress that enough. The young man focused and unfocused his eyes purposely, as he felt Vetur close in on their distance within the snap of a finger. Kyabe preparing his body for full on impact, as he quickly sidestepped to his best ability. Avoiding the painful punch aimed at his solar plexus, and aiming to counter Vetur's elbow. "Quit it, coward!!" Kyabe exclaimed, smashing his own palm into Vetur's as he jerked backward. Stopping his nose from being destroyed in combat, and grappling tightly onto the alien's hand with his own. "You're getting me angry, y'know that?! Just fight me, and stop trying to cripple me you loser!!" Kyabe was truly becoming frustrated. Being a Saiyan, his blood was damn near boiling. "Dyah-yah-yah-yah-yah-yah!" Kyabe shouted and grunted, breathing out heavily and loudly. Kyabe wasn't aiming to attack or exchange with Vetur this time. No, the young man wanted to negate the damage he suffered as best he could. He'd make this happen. Once the assault ended, Kyabe would take whatever was distributed to him. His shins and arms burned, stung and hurt so bad from suffering all kinds of damage. The impact of knuckles, feet, and what have you causing the young man to wince in sheer pain. Though, he'd rather have taken this than what Nashi was currently going through. Nevertheless, once Vetur's assault was halted, Kyabe wanted to make this hurt. Bad. The youth would retreat yet again, but not for long. No, he would immediately dash directly into Vetur. Decidedly jumping OVER his foe, if he was allowed to or permitted the action, in hopes of reaching Vetur's backside. The young man wanting to lurch forward, as close as he could, and open his jaw up real wide. His intention was dangerously clear, wasn't it? Kyabe wanted to BITE Vetur's tail as hard as possible. If he could get that much done, he'd use all the power in his body to begin spinning Vetur around by the tail end. He wanted to throw this Arcosian as far as he could. He was sick of the paralysis tactics, damn it! He saw it though, in the corner of his eye...? Nashi! He was in trouble, and it looked like he was out! No, no, no!-- Or, was he? Relief passed through the youth, mixing with his aggression and frustration though, to see Nashi rise up and pursue after Hale. Speaking of Hale, it seemed the large man wanted to make himself known yet again. Though, Kyabe was preoccupied, he could only shoot a look and expression that read, "I'll get you," to the raged out alien. If Hale's assault went through, though, Kyabe and Vetur were in for a shock. Kyabe would HAVE to drop Vetur and grab for Nashi and find some kind of recovery method!
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Post by Vetur Cold on Feb 15, 2019 9:32:15 GMT -6
Vetur watched as hale roared and rampaged, he for one was not thinking this was for show. No, Hale was mad and had gone nuts in the ring which was never good. He contemplated how this would go once the fight was over and there was no one left to fight the powerful Arcosian. He looked at the audience from the corner of his eye and worked the figures for their survival rate if Hale attacked them next. The hum as Vetur's partner released a colossal beam shook the tiles causing cracks and fissures to form up and down and across the entire arena. Hale's power was truly incredible and awe inspiring to behold in the fight. Though it also broke their self imposed rules on pure martial combat and the avoidance of using the ki in combat. Vetur himself believed that maybe they should forfeit for breaking the rule.
Vetur snapped back to his own fight as his elbow was dodged and his palm was countered. Vetur watched as Kyabe put distance between them and took the miniscule chance to turn into his true form. The spikes went back into his body, his elongated head shrinking to normal. His body shrinking to five feet nine inches in height. His muscles turning hard and corded instead of wiry and lithe like his monster form. A blue aura surrounded his royal blue body, dark cobalt eyes rested on his opponent before him. His power level had jumped again this time hitting fifteen thousand three hundred in power. His right hand rose and made the come here gesture as he stood straight and waited. Vetur didn't have to wait long as Kyabe charged, his knees bending as he leaped into the air and flipping over the Arcosians head. Vetur barely pushed off the ground himself.
Going airborne, Vetur whipped his tail up on his left side aiming straight for the saiyans throat. Meanwhile his right leg swung through the air at full speed aiming to smash all his strength into the side of the warriors head and kick him straight out of the ring. As for himself it no longer mattered as the moment the kick landed or missed, Vetur would be hit with a circular object. The blow cannoning him forward and into the border wall of the stands where his body would drop to the grass below and be eliminated. Vetur took several deep breaths, he could feel at least two ribs had been broken by the surprise attack. AAfter a few moments he stood up and raised a hand before slumping into a sitting position against the wall, while he had been eliminated from the round Hale was still fighting and Vetur saw no reason not to stick around and cheer on his partner. With Hale they could still win though Vetur wasn't sure what that meant for him. With Hale winning that could mean that Vetur could still be in the tournament as it was a team tournament or it could mean that Vetur was out and Hale would have to go it alkne. Up to the judges he guessed.
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