Tripping up at Namek (Open)

Tarch PL: 150,000.  Energy Setting: 40,000

Inversely, it was almost time for a different person to leave. All Tarch had left to do was make his wish, and then see if Mr. Oboe had anything else for him to do on Namek. This put him in a very good mood as one would expect, a sense of pride and accomplishment filled him like a cool smoothie in his stomach. Of course, the teen wasn’t just going to lounge around waiting for that to happen. So he decided to go out for a little stroll. Walking through the different parts of Namek was an interesting and a little scary trip down memory lane. He could remember teaching the Namekian kids how to play dungeons and dragon balls, or meeting that weird little goat girl. Or the day he met Belle! There were naturally some painful memories here too. Confronting Mr. Vocado and nearly punching him in the face. Being slashed by Ms. Kayen across the chest. Seeing Mr. Cress kill two people.

“Aw man, there’s gotta be more good things than that,” Tarch mused aloud as he made his way into the Northern Scar. Ironically this was the site of his more painful memories. Did anything good happen here? Oh duh! He learned to fly not far from here! What a great flyer he became as well! Then Nashua kissed him! That was embarrassing but not entirely unpleasant. It wasn’t unpleasant at all. Even if it did make Tarch’s face about as red as a tomato.

Just as he pulled his shirt up his head to hide his face, he picked up a familiar power level nearby. “Wait… I know that energy. Is that? No, how could he be all the way out here?” Obviously he decided to investigate. Luckily the young half saiyan would not have to look far. A reddish blur quickly zipped past him. That had to him, he only knew one person that looks like that. “Hey! Yanwang!” Wasting no time, Tarch shot like a bullet towards the little ogre. It sure has been a while since the two met. Last time was at some sort of festival back in South City. What was he doing all the way out here? Only one way to find out! “Hey! Hey!” Tarch called as he sprinted after him, “Good to see ya again! What are you doin’ all the way on Namek?”  Time to make another memory on Namek, hopefully another good one at that.

So the little ogre came to Namek to escape the boredom of Earth? Why did that sound so horribly backwards? While Tarch had grown to love Namek for its peace and quiet, it was a total snore compared to his home planet. Sure he was still afraid of it, but it was more like an awe inspired fear. Like seeing a great white shark. You know it’s majestic, but it can still kill you if you are not careful. That was how Tarch felt about Namek now. But what was there to do on this green marble anyway? Swim and fish? Actually that sounded like paradise for the young teen. But not around these parts that’s for sure.

“Earth boring? Maybe if you count bugs trying to blow up a city as boring then sure. Namek is like super boring,” Tarch paused. Maybe he should try and sell the planet a little better. After all, all the fun was around the villages. “Around here I mean! Sure it looks cool but really the cities are where the fun stuff happens.  And y'know now that you mention it, visiting a completely new planet is really exciting isn't it?!” Then came Yanwang’s question in return. So he got his hands on a new power huh? A strapping young saiyan like Tarch couldn’t possibly pass up the opportunity to see it for himself. First he gave the little guy a quick sensing. He certainly was a strong one. Almost as strong as himself or Chromo, and still miles behind Nashua.

Still, the teen smirked, deciding to play around a little first. “Strongest person in the universe huh? I think I know someone who could prove you wrong. I know some pretty strong folks.” His smile widened.  If this was all he got, then even at his worst Tarch could beat him as long as he went super saiyan.  He had no doubt he had something else up his sleeve. Plus, Tarch had never fought an ogre before, much less Yanwang. So if this shrimp was going to throw around words like ‘strongest in the universe,’ he better be ready to back it up.

“Buuuuut,” he began in a sing song voice. “If you want, why don’t you test your strength out on me first? I’m pretty strong myself.” Not waiting for an answer, Tarch took in a deep breath, then let his aura flare up as he raised his power. It was only about two thirds of what he could do normally, but he did promise to take it easy. Besides, he always did have to warm himself up first before going close to full power. “Come on! Show me what you got!”

Energy Setting: 100,000

Tarch’s smile widened. He took the bait! Bonus, Yanwang was just as eager to fight as he was! This was going to be fun! The little ogre wasted no time charging toward the saiyan, aiming to land a flurry of punches all directed at Tarch’s stomach. It was a pretty simple move, and certainly nothing the Speed King could not dodge with a few well timed backpedals. He began deftly hopping out of the way of the punches, of course needing to bring a hand up to block the good few that almost made contact. But it was pretty easy to predict people’s movements when they aimed for the same spot over and over again. What really disappointed Tarch was that Yanwang’ power didn’t rise at all. Maybe he had to warm up as well?

“Aw come on!” Tarch called playfully, “I thought you said something about being the strongest in the universe? I was excited!” Despite the jeering nature of his taunt, the teen’s smile never once left his face. Hopefully this was enough to show Yanwang that he only meant this as playful banter. Still, he didn’t want to just stay on the defensive.

Unfortunately his little taunt did leave him perfectly open to one of the punches landing definitively in his gut. Even without increasing his power, Yanwang did have a good lead in raw power at the moment. Tarch would have to remember to be a little careful if he was going to get this guy to go all out. A quick grunt later though and he was already back on track, ready to counter attack. With a childish giggle, Tarch would attempt to grab hold of one of Yanwang’s fists, then pull him into a gut punch of his own. Hopefully that would let the ogra know that Tarch wasn’t just blowing hot air either.

It looked like both kids were holding back in this fight. That was good on both ends. Tarch always had a little trouble going all out without warming up first. Of course, in training his super saiyan form he was finally gaining more and more access to his latent power. As for Yanwang, it no doubt gave him the opportunity to really gauge his opponent. Now that didn’t imply that either one of the fighters would be taking it easy. It seemed Yanwang was still pulling out a few tricks from his sleeve.

As Tarch’s punch connected, he felt a very unusual resistance. Almost as if his fist both sank into the ogre's stomach but also bounced back? How? As the teen took a brief moment to closer examine his opponent, he noticed his abdomen actually turned black. Naturally, this only served to widen Tarch’s smile. So the little guy could do magic like Mr. Chime. This fight was going to be awesome!

The young half saiyan was indeed caught off guard as he marveled at the little trick, allowing Yanwang to send a kick right for his head. Tarch barely had any time to react. In that split second he thought maybe he could try out the technique Ms. Kayen taught him. Just as the kick made contact, he would try and harden his head just like the queen did. Unfortunately he was too slow to do it without thinking. So he fell onto his back with a low groan. It was a solid hit, the world around him seeming to sway slightly. Luckily it would take more than that to keep Tarch down.

“I’m okay!” he called, hopping up to his feet without a second thought. It seemed his trick did work in making the blow itself less impactful, but still left him left on his back. “That’s a cool trick!” he admitted, giving the ogre a small chuckle. “But can it block blasts as well as punches?” Of course, Tarch wasn’t looking for a verbal answer. Instead he’d dash forwards, leaving behind a still smirking afterimage. He then placed his hand directly in front of the rubber armor and would attempt to give it a good strong ki blast.

Tarch let out a triumphant giggle as he watched the little ogre skid across teh ground. He knew as anyone that fancy tricks can only take you so far if you didn't have teh skill to back them up. Luckily it seemed like Yanwang knew this too, and he had plenty of fight left in him. Tarch's hand twitched as he felt a sudden spike in energy from Yanwang. So he really was holding back so far? Yet something felt off. This couldn't have been that 'strongest in the universe' power he was talking about could it? Heck, Tarch was way stronger than this in his great ape form. Still, the young half saiyan only smiled. If he still wanted to hold back that was fine. Perhaps he would have to be the one to really kick this fight off.

So as a cocky little show of strength, Tarch made the mistake of letting the ogre land his punch. An audible gasp could be heard as he had all of the air knocked out of him all at once. His smile , of‌ ‌course, faded as quickly as it came, erased by a single red fist. Now it was his turn to be flat on his back.

"Okay yeah, I guess I deserve that one too." However, with a quick jump and a needlessly showy flip, Tarch landed right back onto his feet, a more sincere grin stretched across his face. "Well, you're right! You sure are strong. But I could probably take you on easy with my Oozaru. But it's just way too big and bulky for me. I like going fast! What about-" Tarch would disappear, leaving behind a winking after image, "-you?"

He'd then appear directly in front of Yanwang, fist poised to strike. However, before even making a move to attack, he would disappear again, this time leaving his phantom to its own punching motion. The real Tarch would then zip to the ogre's back before attempting to land a very real and very solid kick to his back. Yanwang might have had his number in strength as they were now, but how did he fair in terms of speed? Tarch was anxious to find out. Of course, he could always transform to try and even out the power gap. But Oozaru was just too large for his style of fighting, and Super Saiyan was way too strong. That one he'd save for the supposed strongest in the universe. That being said, he was definitely getting excited, evidenced by his own rising power level.

Energy Setting OFF.  PL: 150,000

In the exciting tug-of-war between curiosity and stubbornness, curiosity finally gave out. Tarch wanted to see the power that could crush an oozaru with one finger. This still wasn't it , however. Yanwang's power still stayed perfectly below the great ape threshold. His speed was perfectly up to par though. Without even breaking a sweat, the ogre recovered from Tarch's blow and even mounted a swift counter-attack

Though it would be far too quick for him to actually dodge, with his sharp senses, he could easily react in time to put his arms above his head. The blow itself was still ground shaking. Literally. Tarch could feel his feet quickly sink into the ground. His arms were throbbing already from that single block. The poor hybrid would be in for a rough fight if he didn't start taking this seriously. But that prideful if not bratty part of him wanted to wait and see if Yanwang wasn't just a bag of hot air as it were.

"You're pinky huh? What if I told you I could beat an oozaru with my pinky TOE?" Playful banter aside, there was no way he would be able to back up this wild claim while firmly placed underneath a pastel red foot. So with a quick flick of his wrists, Tarch brought out two large ki blasts from each hand. With their gap in power it was likely they wouldn't hurt the ogre, or maybe not even hit at all. But that wasn't his goal in all this.

Assuming his diversion was even remotely successful, Tarch would leap back to recompose himself. "Tell you what Yanwang. You show me your full power, and I'll show you mine." With that Tarch slid into his usual wide stance. It was still sloppy to be sure, but he had closed many of the holes in his defense since he first learned how to fight. His aura would flare up as well, streaks of yellow tearing through the icy blue. Even if Yanwang couldn't sense power levels, he was sure he could at least feel that. "So whaddya say?" Of course, this could go against him as well. The ogre could flat out refuse, leaving the stubborn hybrid to either stay on the struggling defensive or to swallow his pride and go super off the bat.

Now THAT was more like it! Tarch’s excitement rose right alongside Yanwang’s power level. He was absolutely fascinated. Seeing his skin turn black and his body being covered with a thick layer of pink smoke only made him more curious. What new and exciting form lay hidden beneath the cloud? Whatever it was it was definitely more deserving of being called ‘the strongest in the universe.’ What probably surprised the saiyan most though was finally seeing Yanwang’s new body. He didn’t just go up in power but age as well! He looked like a full-grown adult!

“Woah… that’s so cool! Guess it’s my turn then.” As Yanwang prepared his fist, Tarch slid his feet into a more natural position. He knew he probably wouldn’t have been able to call upon this form when the battle first started. But with the help of both Nashua and Oboe, Tarch was well on his way to mastering it. With a loud grunt, Tarch’s power spiked up, nearly matching what he felt from Yanwang. Only a few seconds later, just as the ogre’s punch connected, Tarch’s hair would stand up on end, taking on a familiar golden tone.

Still, Yanwang’s attacked packed a good punch. Even in his super saiyan form, Tarch was left doubled over as the air fled his lungs. Of course, it would take more than being a little winded to take out a super saiyan. A cocky smile found its way to Tarch’s lips. He tilted his head up to face the ogre, his eyes now shining a teal green

“Ow.” he coughed out still grinning. With no other warning, Tarch zipped away from Yanwang, planting himself on a nearby tree. He’d then launch himself back toward him, springing off the tree with a loud crash around his feet. By the time he would reach the not so little ogre, his afterimage would still be doubled over smirking at him, while the teen was busy trying to plant his own fist into his stomach in return.

Super Saiyan activates.  PL: 2,250,000
KP: 7/7