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Post by General Kraktus on Jul 6, 2019 22:45:23 GMT -6
Powerlevel:90,000
Kraktus damaged ship had returned to Earth the site of its brutal destruction. His reasons being back were to see what had gone down when he disspeared. He assumed Either Sensoa had won the day and now ruled Earth or the Earthlings manged to kill him. Either way he was not a fan of it. He would be the one who destroy Earth, the planet that could not of been conquered. Sensoa was an ally but also a threat to his plans. He could not be subservient every agian. He would always be in the one in control. He had landed in some place with a large tower in the distance. It looked interesting enough so he left his ship for now and went to check it out. When he arrived he'd look up seeing that it stretched indeed above the clouds. This must of been a place that someone strong lurked. After all someone strong must of had the ego to live in a giant tower in the middle of the woods. To act as this regions defender. Ki swirled around his left palm a grin forming on his face. He wondered what would happen if he blasted the area around into ash. He was just about to test that out too as the Ki keep growing on his hand. Then something took his attention he looking away to see what had decided to die instead.
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Post by John Thundergun on Jul 8, 2019 21:36:52 GMT -6
Pl: 3,840
"This forest was a gyp!" John grumbled to himself, arms crossed over his chest as he emerged from the other side of the Fukurou Forests. Visually indistinguishable from any human by form alone, the somewhat fatigued Saiyan delivered a frustrated kick into the side of one of the trees before irately leaning against it. The Saiyan's dark maroon gi and black pants provided a sharp contrast to the foliage surrounding him -- not even mentioning the visual clash between it, his scarlet hair which had a twig or two caught in its frayed locks, and dark skin. Suffice to say he did not blend in one single bit with his surroundings.... probably why his search for ninjas and samurai had ended so fruitlessly.
Yeah, that's right -- the Saiyan had been hunting for ninjas and samurais in the forest like a child might go hunting for stag beetles in their backyard. Based on a simple rumor, the man had thrown himself into the thick wild with practically zero preparation at the prospect of potentially meeting ancient and skilled martial artists to learn from. Now, as difficult as it might have been to believe, John Thundergun in all of his glory wasn't technically a 13th dan martial arts Grandmaster like his disciples and customers believed. Far from it, Caul Thitzgerbert (his real name) had never in his entire life once been trained in any forms or techniques of martial arts. The John Thundergun Martial Arts Dojo and Bowling Alley™ that'd reached critical acclaim in East City was a glorified McDojo... which was exactly why he'd dedicated himself towards unlocking the secrets of martial arts and becoming a master for legit.
"But I can't learn shit if I can't find any damn Ninjas!" He grumbled, still pretty sore over this recent escapade bearing little fruits from his labors. The Saiyan had deduced after little thought that the best way to learn martial arts quick was to expand his horizons -- to travel across the globe and learn from all the best schools and teachers around. Progress from that plan had understandably been slow since starting out... but he just knew deep down that it would only take one big brake for all those pieces to fall into place!
Now John, in all of his recently unlocked strength, had no idea how to sense energy. In fact, he quite literally didn't even know such a technique existed or people had energies to sense and read in the first place. Yet still, despite all of that, John Thundergun was able to instantly tell that something was off in this forest clearing.... and it wasn't the giant tower standing in the middle that seemingly extended into the infinite sky. That was strange... but a itchy feeling in the back of his head told the scarlet haired warrior that something else was amiss; something significantly more sinister.
The Grandmaster's eyes searched in mild confusion and slight anxiety; sight scrawling across the clearing like search lights in pursuit of whatever "amiss" entity was sending such a shiver down his spine. It didn't take long to find what he was looking for this time at least: John's eyes landing on Kraktus' exceptionally creepy squid head with a shudder. "Okay... Calamari monster. That's normal." He muttered to himself, not really sure how to proceed in such a scenario. Animal people were no new thing on Earth, but something about this strange and malicious fellow even from a distance felt innately alien to the earth-raised martial artist.
After some internal deliberations, the dark skinned psuedo-fighter pressed a fist against his lips. "AHEGHRM!" He cleared his throat quite loudly in an attempt to attract Kraktus' attention. A small part of John Thundergun did feel bad about the way he was initially judging someone he knew quite literally nothing about. Hopefully the initial physical appearances weren't any indication of the alien's soul and they turned out to be a delightful individual! After all: It Isn't nice to judge a book by it's cover. "Hello there!"
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Post by Nashi on Jul 10, 2019 18:14:36 GMT -6
”Oh, for the sake of me, not again…”
Nashi, as he tended to be when powerful baddies popped up on the Lookout (or, in this case, the Tower), was only minding his own business. On this occasion he was taking a bucket of fertiliser from the fertiliser storage room on the Lookout to downstairs, to the Tower, where he would use the fertiliser on an eternally-hungry bonsai.
However, Nashi’s peace was disrupted by the sight of a familiar overgrown cyst, Kraktus, energy blast in hand. His attention was not on the Tower, though, nor on Nashi: Kraktus looked to another figure, who was… just some dude. I guess I can make the best of this situation.
Nashi flipped the bucket upside-down and then dropped it. If Kraktus didn’t see it coming— and he was unlikely to, given where his attention was— a pile of warm, stinky, manure-based fertiliser would fall straight in him and then, a moment later, a falling bucket would bonk him on the head. ”Be gone from this place, fiend!” He’d then look to the guy he didn’t recognise. ”That doesn’t apply to you, by the way. Unless you’re evil. Then it definitely applies.” 396kPL |
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Post by General Kraktus on Jul 10, 2019 21:02:48 GMT -6
Kraktus was about to let all the ki out but a powerful voice caused him to lose focus. The Ki faded back into his body the fiendish general turning his gaze to see who had dared to talk to him in such a way. The man was smart enough to not say a name but from what he could tell he was human for sure. His scouter beeped letting him know the strength of his foe. Looking at the screen he saw a powerlevel just shy of four thousand. He was nothing to him but still to be taken seriously untill proven otherwise. "Why hello there who might you be. His scouter beeped agian something above him was far more worth his time.
The bucket along with all the manure was sent flying away by a Telekentic burst it spinning on the ground covering his shoes in the fertilizer. A frown formed on the general face. Why he cared little for boots as they were replaceable the smell would not go out so easily. The power was far above his own even if he could transform he may have struggled. He'd turned to see the cat fellow, Nashi. While it was not fresh in his brain he knew he had seen the man before him some time ago. "I remember you. Not the name but the face for sure. You helped that WTF trainy. We fought though I can't remember who won. It was ages ago." From what he remembered that battle didn't have a conclusive ending. Still, he had no intrest in settling the score. "So what tower is this. Who built it i'm curious on what it is. You earthlings I assume don't just build stuff to honor your ego's."
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Post by Suri on Jul 10, 2019 22:05:28 GMT -6
"Staaaaaare....."
Suri vocalized her staring as she got closer to the tower. Suri was clad in her blue gi, because she was on her way to meet Nashi for another training session. In the distance, she saw a bucket filled with...something, be flung out of the tower? She didn't take her teacher to be someone to throw out garbage so carelessly. And as she got closer, she did indeed see two other people there on the tower with Nashi.
...Huh. Was Nashi having a party, or something? Suri flew down and set her feet on the tower. "Hey guys! Are we having a part..." Suri looked around. It definitely didn't seem that way. The atmosphere was...hostile. Suri missed the conversation, but she could tell that much, at least.
To find out what was going on, Suri looked at the people there. There was Nashi, as usual. A man who looked to be another martial artist judging from his gi. Aaaand a Squidperson wearing armor Suri recognized as space armor. "Who are these guys?" Suri asked Nashi, turning her head slightly towards him, but keeping her eyes on the two. "Visitors? Friends?" Suri stil had hope that these two were harmless, but her gaze would still stay on the strangers present.
Suri arrives fashionably late!
Suri's PL is 76k, I guess?
because the XPPL was posted after this thread was made?Suri's PL: 76,000 |
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Post by John Thundergun on Jul 11, 2019 10:41:20 GMT -6
Daww, he thinks his voice is power. That's so nice. John Thundergun was pleasantly surprised that the squid monster man didn't immediately charge him like a malicious... well, monster man. In fact, his response actually managed to throw the burgeoning martial artist for a loop; hearing what seemed like a distinctly courteous response that contrasted radically to Kraktus' relatively unpleasant and alien appearance:
"Why hello there who might you be."
"Oh... Well, hi to you too!" He responded in kind, a faint grin playing across the Saiyan's expressions while he responded. John reached back to idly scratch his hair, a little embarrassed he'd judged the admittedly strange individual so radically off the bat, even just a bit. It really was true that you couldn't judge a book by their cover. "I'm John Thundergun! Grandmaster of the John Thundergun Martial Arts Dojo and Bowling Alley™, down in East City, first left off of exit 95." He responded back, throwing in that last bit out of habit; seeing as how more and more people John had been meeting lately grew interested in seeking out said dojo/bowling alley hybrid. With a fierce grin and a laugh, the Saiyan balanced the knuckles of his fists against his hips; beaming with charisma renewed once any sense of danger justified or not faded away.
"If you don't mind me asking: What might your name be too, friend?" He called over with a friendly chuckle; the scarlet haired pseudo-personality beginning to approach this new and slightly less intimidating individual now... Or at least he would've had a pot filled with manure come streaking down towards the squid-person's tentacle filled head. "Ohhhhhh......kay...?" Well that was weird. Naturally, John Thundergun's eyes drew upwards towards the tower in hopes of making out whatever caused the sudden fertilizer air-strike.
"Be gone from this place, fiend!"
That... vaguely indeed did sound like a person's voice coming from up there. Not that John could make heads or tails of who or what it was even coming from. It was a giant ass tower, alright?! How the hell was anyone expected to see a person-sized speaker from all the way down there??? Cringing a bit as the slung dirt managed to stain his recent verbal compatriot's shoes, despite them having blown the pot away with their energy, John idly raised a hand in preparation to comment on the scenario. Unfortunately he still wasn't able to get out a suitable word before another new person entered the scene: This time it was majin girl, by the looks of it.
"Hey guys! Are we having a part..."
John attempted to wave at Suri with a hesitantly friendly smile, but was otherwise starting to delve back into discomfort with this scenario. At least he knew what majins were, considering they were fairly common as a species on earth... but the untimely arrival hadn't done the girl any favors for easing the tension in the air. "Well I've officially lost all grasp of what's going on... Well, I mean, probably lost it after the flying manure bomb; but it's pretty much gone now." The Saiyan admitted with an honest and exasperated shrug. How was he being expected to follow all this after only getting one or two words in? Because he sure as hell wasn't. "Can uh... someone explain what's going on? Or I could just come back when you're all not.... 'busy.'"
"Is this a bad time? This feels like a bad time." It was probably a bad time. He should leave.
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Post by Nashi on Jul 16, 2019 17:16:18 GMT -6
Aw, dang. The fertiliser trick didn’t work. It might’ve been funny, sure, but now Nashi was just a bit upset that the fertiliser he had to go and get ended up being of no purpose. ‘Spose he had only himself to blame for that one.
”I won.” Did he win? He couldn’t quite remember. But he was pretty sure he won, because he was Nashi, and because this personification of a urinary tract infection wasn’t. ”By, like, a landslide. You didn’t have a chance, buddy.” Maybe he could fit some more quips in here…? ”Nor do you today!” Brilliant!
Oh, neat, he wanted to know about the tower! Nashi dropped his martial stance to play the role of the tour guide. ”Is mine. Is a few dozen kilometres high.” Who built it, then? Was it the first senbyō, or perhaps the Karinga? ”And is so very very old that no one knows.” It’s been there for, what? Three yonks, maybe even four? Certainly, it’s been around for so long that the dinosaurs were around when it was constructwait just one moment…
Anyway. Suri was here! Perhaps it wasn’t the best time but, hey, when it came to seeing pals he’d take what he could get. ”There’s cephalopansy over here. He’s a tourist from far out of town. And also heaps evil.”
It was a bad time, yes. But all that meant is that heroes were needed to make it right! ”If you’re a hero,” started he, all heroically like and such, ”there may be heroing to do!”
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Post by General Kraktus on Jul 17, 2019 1:04:27 GMT -6
Kraktus looked over as his scouter beeped to life a new powerlevel had been scanned. A power that was nearly as strong as his own. It was some sort of blue-skinned majin Kraktus turned his head to focus on the other two for now. She seemed to be nice enough and Nashi could any minute decide to whip him with that fancy staff he had on hand. For the human, he didn't know he had the name of John Thundergun which was generic. He had met many Johns though the Thundergun family name was not something he had any knowledge of. Still, anyone foolish enough to name their family off the sound of something strong was all smoke and mirrors.
The John guy seemed to get the memo he walked into something far out of his league. Nashi was the only one here that Krkatus should be concerned about then. The human was interesting but he wanted to know more about this tower from what he assumed was its guardian from Nashi coming from the said tower. From what he said he really didn't know who had a hand in making such a structure. "It really does not matter afterall it is just a sign of ego. The tower is just something to show power and order. I guess I should not be suprised by the vanity of humans." Kraktus grinned lightly as he looked at the other two who Nashi was telling he was evil. "Guess you could say I'm evil. That is from most perserpctive. I just see myself as someone who knows better." He could not take all three but for now, he thought there be no fight at least yet.
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Post by Suri on Jul 18, 2019 5:29:06 GMT -6
Well, one stranger seemed...friendly. Ignorant, to what was going on. These two factors made Suri feel a bit less threatened by him. He asked what exactly was going on, a question which Suri couldn't really answer, as she needed an explaination herself. Nashi did have somewhat of an explaination, and hopefully it sufficed, like it did for Suri.
Suri's attention shifted to the other stranger present. "Okaay...?" According to Nashi, the cephaloperson was evil, and he himself didn't exactly deny that. "Well, if you're someone who knows better...you're not going to cause trouble here, are you? This is..." Suri briefly glanced in Nashi's direction before her eyes landed back on Kraktus. "...his home, and all..."
If Nashi saw him as a threat, how strong was he...? This time, Suri turned toward Nashi and asked him, "Is he strong?" She assumed that Nashi had previous encounters with the squidperson. Probably involving fights. Suri was a bit worried that things might go violent, and apparantly, she wasn't the only one that anticipated that outcome. Suri turned to face Kraktus again, to ask; "A-Are you here to fight us?" If his intentions were indeed such, Suri was determined to assist in driving him away from the tower by force. For now though, she was going to confirm whether that was a necessity or not.
Suri's PL: 76,000 |
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Post by John Thundergun on Jul 19, 2019 16:29:22 GMT -6
Maybe it was how he entered this scenario, but various subtle things about the exchange unfolding in front of John Thundergun were setting off red flags in his head. Sure he could be going crazy... but something didn't sit right with him.
"Guess you could say I'm evil."
[That's an odd thing for a person to say randomly.] John mentally noted, silently stroking his goatee in intense thought while the situation continued to unravel a few meters away. This Kraktus guy was giving off a lot of vibes, from the Saiyan's point of view. None of which were good. Sure, John had promised himself off the bat that he wouldn't judge books by their covers (irregardless to how terrifying Squid-man's cover looked); true enough the first few words of introduction from the Kraken person had been significantly kinder than his looks might've implied... Nevertheless, it had all devolved from that point onward. Talks of evil and ego, yelling at random sky tower people who were throwing dung at them, and now an open proclamation about having "different" views to the norm. Either this guy was a walking basket case or... yeah, nah, that's about the only justification John was able to develop along his brief thought process.
That wasn't to say the other dude instigating this interaction was any different. For one thing: [HOW THE HELL DO THESE PEOPLE SEE THAT GUY!?] Seriously, did they have eyes like hawks? Was he invisible or covered in some kind of cloaking field that only John wasn't able to see past? That tower literally went so high the clouds were making friends with it and somehow he was expected to believe that some dude named "Nashi" was projecting his voice all the way down to the ground. Hell, the fact that the dung came sailing from the heavens was the icing on an already preposterous cake to swallow. Nashi's words certainly didn't help the befuddled Saiyan's mind:
"If you’re a hero, there may be heroing to do!"
Now, as someone who had already offered to exit the situation after sensing that the timing was awkward to begin with, this inclusive comment on Nashi's part did not ease John's nerves whatsoever. If anything they only confused him further! And now a Majin girl was stumbling out of the woods out of nowhere to add into the confusion?! It was all just so frustrating! Seriously, who could've possibly contrived such a scenario -- It was like something straight out of a comic book or tv show with all this talk of evil and heroes and fertilizer throwing...
"Ohhh." Abruptly, John Thundergun's eyes lit up in realization; his mind finally constructing a way to rationalize everything about this interaction in a way that made logical sense. With a knowledgeable chin rub and the tap of his foot, the clued-in Grandmaster pointed a finger at Kraktus. "You guys are one of those... uh... What's it called -- LARPers?" John snapped his fingers, quite glad he recalled the term. "Yeah, like cosplay but playing a game, right? Ah, well I didn't mean to interrupt you kids. No need to contrive me an inclusion!" He nodded his head apologetically, glad to have finally made sense from the previously antagonistic and befuddling scenario. Just a bunch of kids playing around; it all made sense now!
"Well, far be it from me to ruin your fun." The completely wrong martial artist continued, turning around to head back into the forest from whence he came. No use dawdling after all; he had Ninjas to find and learn from. "I'll just be on my way. You all have a good time and don't stay out too long!"
"John Thundergun -- AWAY!!!" He shouted anticlimactically; pumping his fist high into the air in a pose for their amusement before marching out of sight. What a nice group of friends. John should give them a discount if they ever decide to stop by the dojo.
[EXIT THREAD]
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Post by Nashi on Jul 22, 2019 1:59:11 GMT -6
Things were serious. Things were so very serious that Nashi didn’t even question the oddity of a name like ‘John’— Thundergun, sure, that made sense, but what did ‘John’ mean? It would have been very confusing to the young hero… except, of course, it didn’t, for he was otherwise occupied with Cthulhpoo at the door. Ego, ego, ego… what was it with this guy and ego? ”I don’t think that word means what you think it means.” Was the Tower built for order and power, or was it for vanity? Kraktus’ wild speculation certainly wasn’t helping, and Nashi wasn’t going to attempt to try to figure out what it was trying to say. ”Yeah, that means evil.” Nashi didn’t think Kraktus knew better at all. From what Nashi knew of the thing, Kraktus was just a villain who did villain things. And that was bad. Still, Nashi wasn’t concerned at all! ”I can take him, don’t worry!” Was he strong, though, asked Suri? ”He isn’t strong enough!” If he had to put Kraktus’ PL to a number, then… it’d be, like, 13000 or so? Yeah, somewhere around there. Nashi was at, like, 24500, right? Yeah, that sounded right. Nashi— who wasn’t actually at the top of the Tower, by the way, he had flown down heaps for the purposes of aiming the fertiliser— did not know what ‘LARPing’ was. Sounded like a type of fishing. Nashi only watched on, all rather confused, as he said some words and then… left? ”Suri, was that one of your friends?”But he couldn’t let his attention stray! There was a villain here, and he was definitely there to be evil! ”AVAST, YE FOULE VILLAINE!” Nashi would drop down to the squid, foot leading, for a mighty, gravity-aided kick! |
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Post by General Kraktus on Jul 22, 2019 21:01:20 GMT -6
Kraktus narrowed his eyes. There may be trouble but he not could tell for Sure. Suri seemed to be willing to leave him alone as long as he didn't cause trouble. That was fine with him afterall he could see he was outmatched by Nashi alone. The other guy seemed to be a fool but also not here to stay. He seemed to understand how out of his depth he truly was. However, what he didn't expect right away was right after he left was Nashi to charge him with the speed that caught him right off guard. The Kick landed Kraktus coughing out a heap of purple blood as the Squid General stumbled back. He'd then fall right on his ass onto the grass holding his face. That was a strong fucking kick he really was out of his depth against Nashi. With the Blutz he could take him no problem but without it, he was in trouble. "That was a strong kick." Krkatus slowly pulled himself huffing and puffing. He'd needed to figure out a way out of this. He'd looked around but nothing came around yet. He just had to endure Nashi attacks for the time being and wait for a chance.
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Post by Suri on Jul 22, 2019 22:33:05 GMT -6
Earlier, Suri had set her feet down on the tower...the lower part of it, 5 meters off the ground. Let's say...she was hanging on to the tower. Below Nashi, but fortunately she wasn't there when the blue bro threw the bucket down.
Nashi was confident he could take Kraktus, so Suri though maybe, she would stay out of this unless things went bad. Yeah, her teacher had this in the bag! Suri knew how strong he was, so she believed he could back up his words plenty with his punches. She'd be lying if she said she didn't want to try fighting him too, but...
John thought the three were cosplay-gamers? "What?" And what was an el-ay-ar-pee? And he was leaving? Suri, meanwhile, was thinking in her head, trying to understand what he was talking about. 'L-A-R-P...LARP... Role Play? Live Action Role Play?' ...It all clicked in her head. "...Wait, no, we aren't..." But he was already walking away. Nashi asked if the strange stranger was Suri's friend. "No...I've never met that guy before. And I'm sure I would have remembered him if I have, too..."
Suri was also caught off guard by Nashi's initiation of the battle when he decided to drop-kick the squidman. Suri was surprised, so surprised that she lost her grip on the tower.
"YAH!" was the sound Suri made when she fell to the ground, flat on her stomach, pretty close to where Kraktus landed. Suri put her hands on the ground and lifted her head, and she could see that with just one kick, Nashi delivered a lot of hurt, enough for the purple person-squid to cough out purple person-blood. "It was, it really was..." a strong kick indeed.
Suri decided this was a good moment to get back on her feet. She started to slowly get up and dust herself off. Currently, her attention was on herself rather than the enemy right next to her.
Suri's PL: 76,000 |
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Post by Nashi on Jul 23, 2019 0:42:27 GMT -6
Nashi kicked Kraktus so very very thoroughly hard that he was sent from partway up the Tower to the grass at the bottom: that’d be a few kilometres down, at least. ”Yeah! The strongest kick you’ll ever feel!”
Nashi wasn’t going to let such momentum go to waste! He’d started off rather well with that strawng pawnch but he’d try to continue whaling on the villain, hopefully to defeat it before any more Villainy could occur! ”Come on, Suri! Don’t give him the opportunity to breathe!… or, the weird evil alien equivalent.” |
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Post by General Kraktus on Jul 23, 2019 0:58:02 GMT -6
"Yah right." Kraktus laughed as Nashi seemed so happy to hit him with such a blow. Guess he thought he had not felt worse he had for sure. Suri had landed nearby but he didn't see an attack come in. That was a goods sign for him he didn't need to fight two of them at once. Still, he needed to wait for an opening to break away that was the goal. Then Nashi didn't attack either he seemed content with waiting. Kraktus looked at the two of them and outstretched his arms. He could try to fly away but he'd be caught guess he had to get them at a bad time. When there was focus was at its lowest. When they'd not see him retreating coming. For now, he waited to gather his strength for the next attack.
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