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Post by Deleted on Sept 19, 2019 23:10:08 GMT -6
SCORCHED EARTH The Capital was quiet that afternoon. Aizu looked down from the balcony at the city sprawling below. From the heights of Fleet headquarters, it was little more than white noise. It was nice to have a moment's calm before the storm began. A timer on his Scouter display was silently counting down. In minutes, the remaining directors of the World Trade Fleet would convene in the adjoining chamber. When they did, he intended to kill them all. In his mind, he went through the list of people that would be in the room. He knew where they would sit, who would be strongest and where all the exits were. He had a mental script of the announcement he intended to make after the deed was done. The medical team were already on standby for retrieval should things go badly. The Warmaster knew he was taking a great risk, but as his father used to say: "Nothing ventured, nothing gained," he muttered under his breath. He looked down at his mechanical right arm,which terminated in a hulking power claw. A direct result of his last encounter with members of the Saiyan Kingdom. The whole planet was holding its breath, waiting for the announcement that they were coming, but Aizu did not intend to wait any longer. He would not allow them to claim such a juicy prize. He cast his eyes across the city once more, knowing that soon it would be irrevocably changed, one way or another. The timer on his Scouter beeped as it hit zero. He tore his eyes away from the metropolis below and turned to business, bringing up a heavy boot to the blast door sealing the balcony away from the Directors' chamber. With a brief squeal of protest, the metal buckled and gave way, collapsing inwards under the full might of his True Form. The Directors rose from their seats to face him. It was clear from the looks on their faces that they had suspected nothing. He smirked, raising his left palm. "You're fired." He quipped, before the room erupted into total chaos. The city below carried quietly on through its early morning routines. People woke up and went about their day. It was nice outside. Sunny by Arcosian standards. Nobody heard the screams of the Directors. Nobody saw them break, and beg for mercy. Nobody but Aizu. They had no idea that high above, their fates were being determined. That was, until the message came. "WE HAVE BEEN BETRAYED!" A strained voice rippled across the entire planet. An emergency announcement channel that hacked into every receiver that was part of the Fleet’s network had begun broadcasting. The voice played on earpieces and PA systems, on damn near anything that could play audio. And it continued. "ALL PERSONNEL, MAXIMUM ALERT! FLEET HEAD-" The shrill voice abruptly cut off. A heavy-sounding thump punctuated it. Silence hung over the world for a moment. People stood frozen, all thoughts of their mundane tasks put aside. It was a perplexing communication, to be sure. But the meaning wasn't entirely clear at first. Then, a new voice came. It was deeper, and eerily calm. "This is Aizu, former Warmaster of the World Trade Fleet." he said, kicking aside the last Director's corpse as he strode across the remnants of the chamber, back towards the balcony. His scouter was now broadcasting on the emergency band. "The Board of Directors are dead. The people of Arcose are free, for now." He allowed those last two words to linger for a moment, as though savoring their taste. "But Arcose can no longer be your home. Fleet forces are in position to commence General Evacuation Order 1. I suggest you make your way calmly to the nearest transit station and await evacuation instructions." He looked down on the city once again, knowing that he was beyond the point of no return. It was oddly liberating. "Many of you do not know me. Perhaps you are confused, or doubt the seriousness of this communication. So let me assure you: I will not stop with the Directors. Arcose is a cancer; eating away at the galaxy, corrupting everything it touches. For millennia it has been trapped in a cycle of destruction. Empires rise, and they fall. The wheel turns and entire species are crushed beneath it. But at the centre, it's always the same faces. The Lords of Arcose have woven their way into everything. They always worm their ways back into power here." With that, he turned away, moving into the chamber again. In the city below, panicked chatter filled shops and offices and homes. The reality of what was happening was beginning to sink in, but the true magnitude of events had yet to be established. People began walking out into the street, looking up towards Fleet HQ and its great spire. What was happening up there? "Too many lives have been thrown away. This war has gained us nothing. If I hadn't done this, the Saiyans would be here to take my role soon enough. They would not be so merciful as to give you a chance to escape." Those gazing into the sky began to murmur with dismay as a baleful red light began to pour from the top of the spire. "Once the final evacuation craft leaves Arcose's orbit, the entire planet will be destroyed. The clock is ticking." With that, the communication ended. The city was flooded with sounds as normal programming resumed, and panic started to set in. The din was almost a whisper compared to what came next, however. The Fleet Headquarters' spire erupted with a brilliant flash of crimson. A shockwave rippled across the city, rolling down from the great heights of the building. Windows shattered and walls shook. The entire top of the once-imposing structure was crumbling into rubble. And from the core of the destruction, a point of light drifted upwards. Aizu, no longer the Warmaster, surveyed his handiwork as the evacuation schedule really began. Soon enough the Fleet would begin mobilising every ship at its disposal. It filled him with a strange sensation to see an edifice he had once admired, reduced to a ruin by his own hand. Setting the thought aside, he took off, higher and higher into the sky, breaking the cloud layer. The air grew thin and the stars shone brighter than ever, even though the sun was in view. All sound was truly gone now. Even the distant roar of the city could not reach him in space. There, he would wait and watch the evacuation. If anyone wanted to stop him, they'd come looking for him soon enough. True Form active.
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Aizu has betrayed the World Trade Fleet, and is attempting to destroy Arcose! His intentions have been made known to the population who are beginning to evacuate, anyone who wishes to intervene has 72 hours to join this thread.
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Nashua
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Queen of Arcose
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Oozaru (x5P) Ultra Super Saiyan (x17/x13T) Mastered Super Saiyan (x16P)
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Post by Nashua on Sept 21, 2019 11:31:47 GMT -6
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This had been a long time coming, now. One way or another, after the dust had all settled, Arcose wouldn't be the same. Although, Nashua wasn't really thinking so hard about that - she was a bit more invested in her book of prose. ...Or, rather, a book she'd picked up off the shelf of a dollar store titled "Extreme Tongue Twisters - Masters Edition". In her mind, mastering all these tongue twisters was the guaranteed way to prevent herself from any embarrassing slips of the tongue while publicly speaking. "The sixth thick- The sixth sick sheik'sh - Sixth sick shixth sheeps' thick- Dang it." This one was really hard. If she couldn't say "The sixth sick sheik's sixth sheep's sick" without messing up, how was she ever going to be able to give big speeches in front of huge crowds without making the same kinds of blusters? This was a hopeless effort, wasn't it?
Oh, well, she supposed she'd still have some time to figure things out. The transition of power probably wasn't going go be immediate or anything like that. Still, they had a long... Hang on a moment. Planet Arcose was coming into view, but unlike what she expected to see - namely, the normal planet - there appeared to be ships fleeing off the planet by the hundreds. Weren't they using the stealth drive? Although, now that she looked closely, none of them were paying any attention to the massive ship Nashua was riding in. As the vessel made its descent upon the surface, all was made clearer. A voice rang out, echoing throughout speakers down in the capital city. It sounded vaguely familiar, though Nashua couldn't put any kind of face to it. The voice spoke of Arcose as a cancer, a disease, something needing to be purged from existence. This wasn't some radical member of the Saiyan Kingdom coming to exact his revenge without any kind of permission, was it?
But then the voice spoke of the Saiyans as an other, as someone far worse than him. That was about all Nashua was willing to hear, as she stood up with a frown and forcefully made her way to the helm of the ship, taking control of the vehicle's impressive loudspeakers to project her own voice across the city in counter to the attacker's. "People of Arcose, please do not fear! This is a vessel of the Saiyan Kingdom - long have we been at odds, but today we've come to make peace. Peace that can't be achieved if your planet is destroyed! Your homes, your livelihoods, your memories and families, we will protect them! But first..." Nashua wasted no time in making her exit from the ship, possibly breaking a door or a window or two on her way out.
It didn't take very long for her scouter to pick up a powerful energy signature flying high up in the sky. Though, interestingly, it didn't seem powerful enough to destroy the planet. The city, absolutely, but the planet? Nashua felt that even its strongest attack would come up short. Regardless, she took to the skies herself, stopping a few dozen meters in front of the attacker, whose form was undoubtedly an Arcosian's. "You!" she called out, making sure she had his attention. "Why are you blowing up your own planet? I know you World Trade Fleet elites don't care at all about those you see beneath you, but really?" She assumed he might have questions of his own as for why a Saiyan was here to defend Planet Arcose, but, well, now wasn't the time to be explaining herself. "Drop your threat and return to the ground, right now. I'm not the only Saiyan who's come here and is capable of stopping you."
TAGS: @hyoza
OOC NOTES: Items are Space ship, Senzu Bean, and Scouter!
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Queen Kayen
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Queen of the Saiyans
PL: 232,000
Ultra Super Saiyan (x18/12T) Mastered Super Saiyan (x17/15P)
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Post by Queen Kayen on Sept 21, 2019 21:23:19 GMT -6
| Kayen PL: 2,988,000/2,490,000 |
Kayen was immensely pleased for the first time in a while, her time on Earth had been a bit of a roller coaster but for the most part when not being slammed by unexpected emotional gutpunches the trip was far less exciting than she had hoped for. She’d gotten a lot of ‘work’ done and really that was GOOD considering her talks with Carro had gone FAR better than she could have ever anticipated. But still it was all a bit bland, Vocado’s plans for the Dragon Balls had been what had really stalled her there even longer but it had gotten to such a point that she decided to just push ahead with her plans and wait for Vocado to call. If anything materialized with the hunt she could simply be back on Earth at a moments notice, provided it wasn’t during something more important. Like today. Arcose came into view and Kayen leaned back a bit in her chair as she took in the sight, the first thing she noticed as of course the planet itself, the Arcosian homeworld was roughly what she expected, like its people the world had a sort of regal power to it that brought a smirk to the Queen’s expression. The regality however was tainted a bit by the strangely high number of outbound ships “Barb… what the hell is going on?” Kayen asked as her technician stared off at the view screen equally confused “Hey Captain, we’re picking up a transmission along the Arcose scouternet" it was a recording of pieces of a speech being delivered by someone on Arcose, apparently threatening to blow the whole world to bits personally, to avoid allowing ‘the Saiyans’ to do so. It earned a chuckle from the Queen. As the Stormbreaker passed the fleeing ships and came into the air above the Capital Nashua commandeered the ships transmission network to send out a message of her own to the people of Arcose “See about sending her message out to the outbound ships Barb, I’m doubtful many will come back immediately but it might keep them in the sector at least, to see how things play out” In her experience Arcosians were pragmatic enough to at least see things out though the fact that they were now clearly of the Kingdom would likely keep them hesitant. “She's got a way with words” Barb said surprised by just how… different… Nashua was compared to what she imagined Kayen might have lead with which Barb could only imagine would involve a lot more threats to the Arcosian along with probably a number of insults. Truth be told it was probably only a matter of time before that happened anyway as Barb saw Kayen stand from her chair as the ship came in for a landing. A few alerts went off in the ship as one of the port side view screens was smashed open as Nashua made a VERY abrupt exit from the Stormbreaker, Barb rushed to her station to figure out what was wrong and screeched in frustration as Kayen casually walked out of the room and off to the nearby lift to bring her out to the top of the Stormbreaker. Kayen got a read on where Nashua was heading and used that to pick up the only other power signature of note in the area, and to her surprise it felt familiar, and with a grin she also realized she had heard that voice before, the Arcosian from Knutts, very interesting. Where Nashua kept her power leveled out at her base Kayen had no interest in such restraint, with one crack of her neck she powered up to Super Saiyan causing a burst of golden light from atop the Stormbreaker before she took to the air again to rocket over to where Nashua was conversing with the Arcosian. “I’m also very fine with you NOT dropping the threat, it would be far more fun to smack you around for a bit. I had you pegged as someone smart after our last encounter, this whole ‘explode Arcose before the Saiyans show up’ thing feels a bit more like a Kraktus sort of scheme. Is he hiding around here somewhere?” Kayen WAS curious if Kraktus was at all involved in this scheme it felt like the right sort of ‘chaos’ he would enjoy, but the Zoonamite seemed more content with playing a role from the shadows it was probably just as likely if he WAS involved he’d quietly pulled away from active participation. “It’s not a BAD plan I suppose, you sacrifice your personal image a bit in the eyes of your people in order to sort of force them into more direct Fleet control, even if they don't like HOW it happened if you succeed here they sort of HAVE to end up maintaining loyalty. It’s even got the benefit that even if you fail but we DO show up to tear up Arcose the result is basically the same. No Arcose, Arcosians pushed deeper into the Fleet”
“Only problem is it banks on the idea I want Arcose, and its people, dead. But like Nashua said, that’s not the plan. So, now your plans a bit fucked. At least… unless you think you can kill us”
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Post by General Kraktus on Sept 21, 2019 22:08:31 GMT -6
"Why are we not leaving?" One of the fellows on his ship asked as Kraktus sat the front of his ship. He had been ready to leave but he gave it a bit of thought. He wanted to be in control of his fate. Yet he was willing to ask the orders of Aizu to leave the planet. Sure he agreed that it was the best idea for all of them. They had to have some leadership live this fight. Yet he didn't care in some strange way his life would be worthless if he ran. He had been weak before but now he had little excuse. Plus his scouter told him that Aizu had little chance. Two powers had just arrived and both were bad news for the Warmaster. One of them was Kayen and the other was Nashua. "Don't move the ship If my power fades you can leave with it." If he died then there was little point to having his ship anyway. The men went for the controls to start flying as Kraktus eyed him. He'd stepped back and quivered. "Yes, sir." Kraktus went to the back of his ship and stepped back onto Arosce soil.
His scouter beeped to give him the direction of the fight. Kraktus spat on the ground. "I can see you brought your hammer to bare," Kraktus spoke as a purple aura surrounded him. He flew to the battlefield his arms crossed over his chest as his aura became unreadable by those who could sense Ki. He felt alive as he went to the battlefield. Maybe it was cause he knew in some ways he was letting emotions get in his ways instead of logic. He had no reason to go fighting. He was letting the stain of humans brush off on him. Kraktus grinned a bit, maybe he was demi-god but that was just demi. He was still part mortal too? He could indulge in the feeling of battle. Plus what if they won. His legend would be beyond reproach. Crushing the likes of Kayen and Nashua in battle. Soon Kraktus arrived at the battlefield as Kayen was making some remarks about how Aizu was in big trouble unless he could kill them. "He can't." Kraktus floated down landing in the middle of the two parties. "But I can." Kraktus grinned.
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Post by Cress on Sept 22, 2019 12:10:59 GMT -6
PL: 115,000
"Nearing destination." The pod rang. Cress opened his eyes, cutting off his concentration and letting his aura fade. He looked out the tinted glass of his pod, seeing Arcose on the other end. A grin marked his face as his excitement began to grow, ready to stir up some trouble on the fleet-dominated world. His pod landed on the outskirts of the Freeza Capital. With the press of a button, his pod hissed and the door lowered. Grabbing the doors frame, Cress pulled himself up and out of the pod, closing the door behind him. He proceeded to float up and out of the crater, looking around to see if any guards had shown up to see who the unexpected arrival was. To his surprise no one showed their face, which meant he had no one to worry about for the time being. Drawing closer to the city, Cress could hear a voice speaking over loudspeakers.
Cress looked over to the spire which glowed red at the top. The person speaking over the loudspeaker, a voice that he'd yet to hear, announced that Arcose would be destroyed? Who was this and why were they going to destroy Arcose? Dammit, he wanted to do that! Suddenly the fleets headquarters at the center of the city exploded. Cress squinted his eyes as a shockwave quickly followed, the strong gust of wind slamming into his body. "That was one strong shockwave. Whoever caused it packed quite a punch.", he said. The citizens below panicking was music to his ears.
He flew forward, flying towards the ruins of what once was the fleet's headquarters, spotting the figure that caused it. Suddenly a large ship, which he knew to be none other than Queen Kayen's ship came into view, and a very familiar voice came from its loudspeakers. It was Nashua... and she wanted to make peace with Arcose. "What the hell?", he boomed. Cress kept up the pace, spotting Nashua and Kayen approach the arcosian and begin talking to him. As he came up on the group another person popped up, a squid man, and he arrived just in time to hear him claim he could kill Kayen. Just what was he dealing with here?
"What's going on here? Is an ass-kicking session about to begin?", he asks as he cracks his knuckles, a sinister grin showing itself proudly.
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Post by Kalaboo on Sept 22, 2019 21:54:03 GMT -6
Incense and myrrh wafted in the air around him, and deep into his lungs. The droning sound of drums echoed in his ears, in his brain, made his stilled heart beat for the first time since that fateful day. The namekian brought him a candle and the flame beckoned for him, its call was a second chance, to change or cling to the old ways? It promised revenge, agency, Belle, Roma, and so many other things and people that were just beyond his reach. The price was steep, but Kalabas had a plan. He always had. Without the slightest hesitation he threw his hand forward and snuffed the flame. The lid slid from the sarcophagus, and from it crawled an ectoplasmic white muck. Through instinct alone the muck took the shape he was had grown the most accustomed to, that of a tall and mighty saiyan of swarthy complexion crowned by a thick mop of hair, with no tail to speak of and lacking an arm. Kalabas- Kala boo, as he was now quite stupidly compelled to call himself, turned to his true body as pads grew from his shoulders and a cape flared from his back. The ice had preserved the meatbag well enough, ‘Kalabas’ still looked like as he did in life, albeit more macilent and thin and Chard-like. He looked more dry than dead! It made the ghost feel uneasy, to say the least. Yet, if he were to be resurrected in true, Kalaboo would much prefer to inhabit again the now frail form than a more splendorous vessel. This was him, after all. It was only when a helmed fleetman flew over the tomb complex that the ghost realized that he was not in dour Vegeta, as he first thought, but in grim Arcose. Did Chill, in his infinite innocence, think that the saiyan would appreciate the company of late arcosian heroes? Fool! Better forgotten in a nameless ditch than remembered alongside those that had waged war against Vegeta and her sons and daughters! Perhaps this all made in jest, something to take some twisted yet mild amusement from. Was his body turned into a trophy? How decadent, how mindbogglingly arcosian... And the snow flowers that surrounded his grave? Well, those could only be Chill’s doing! Who else would tend to his grave? Belle? It was better not to think about it any further, there were more pressing matters to agonize over, and Kalaboo knew better than to take anything for granted. Careful so as to make sure he would not break even the littlest bone inside his past self, Kalaboo hoisted the body around his shoulders and took flight. Out of nowhere his old comm device began blaring, and such was the Duke’s surprise that he nearly dropped his charge! Damned things were built to last, longer than his own body, it seemed… and luckily so, someone was about to blow up Arcose! Good, damned, riddance. Personally Kalabas would have sieged the planet so as to make sure no ship would escape, but whoever this traitor was, he was glad that he had taken the initiative. Arcose was the heart, the brains of the Fleet, and a brainless enemy was easier prey than one loaded with them - as Kalaboo, then Kalabas, had the chance to experience in Hell. The saiyan hopped from spire to spire in search of a space-worthy craft to steal when his device went abuzz again, this time with a voice that he just knew he had heard somewhere before. She talked about homes, livelihoods, the kind of things the Fleet must have surely cared about as they massacred the saiyans. Was this innocence, ignorance, or outright contempt towards her own kin? It was hard to tell with these people. A third warrior, a fourth- a fifth(!) fighter of noteworthy skill quickly joined, and Kalaboo could no longer allow himself to carry on alone. Even if his fellow saiyans had less-than-realistic expectations in the goodness in the hearts of arcosians and their intrinsic as people or something resembling those, these were still saiyans loyal to the Kingdom! “Methinks the ladies doth protest too little! Realpolitik aside, this all sounds like a bloody sham to me.” the shimmering wraith coalesced near his comrade from days gone by, having left his… other rotting self stored inside a fridge “How do you do, Cress? I was dying to see you, but couldn’t find you neither here or below. Glad you are alive!” he gave the man a pat on the back, “Queen Kayen.” he scarcely greeted along with a nod, “Commander... I'm tempted to say ambassador? Comrade.” he fumbled at Nashua as he walked his way right up to Kraktus. “And you! I could die and resurrect a thousand times, and you would still find a way to cross my path! Blow up Arcose, tentaclehead? Are you having thoughts above your station again? Good grief, general, you’d be better suited for a ration packer.” Kalabas noticed something... Reflected on the alien's eyes, he could see that he was lacking a detail. A headband surged from the ghost's forehead, wrapping itself neatly around his head. Kalaboo ghosts the competition!
Fright (x3P) active!
Base PL: 145,500
Current PL: 436,500
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Post by Deleted on Sept 26, 2019 10:49:08 GMT -6
The first ships to leave orbit did so under the watchful eye of Aizu. Many of them carried key personnel who had already been expecting the order to evacuate. Aizu hadn't acted on a mere whim. There was a strategy in place. His Scouter fed him data; showing who was clear, how many civilians had been evacuated and so on. Things were progressing smoothly, and he watched the glittering trails of ships drifting off to the far side of the system with some satisfaction.
"Aizu, this is Zola. I've cleared atmosphere. Moving into position." Came a soft voice over the comm. Aizu tapped his Scouter to respond.
"Good. Hold there til this is all over and keep the stealth drives running." He said quickly, before pausing to think. "How's it looking on the ground?"
A moment of silence fell, and then, "Could be worse. People are scared, but it's not total chaos yet," she responded. Her evaluation was brief, but seemed positive. "There's something else that I need to tell you, though. Patching you a feed from the city-"
Aizu's Scouter display snapped to a view across a street, seemingly somewhere in the Arcosian capital. One or two goods-laden evacuees bustled along to the transports but it was otherwise empty. It wasn't silent, however. A voice echoed across the street; blasting from, presumably, the ship hovering above. It was one he recognised, having seen it dock once before at Knutts. It was the personal ship of Queen Kayen. Aizu felt a little surge of warmth as the first traces of adrenalin began to flow through him. He'd expected a response, but not the Queen Monkey herself.
The voice being broadcast by the ship, however, did not belong to the Saiyan monarch. Instead, a strange woman's voice spoke of making peace, promising to protect Arcose's citizens. Aizu snorted, cutting off the feed. He doubted it would make much difference. With the Fleet now leaderless and the Saiyans arriving in force, it was unlikely anyone would be turning back any time soon. Regardless of the Saiyans' intent, the Fleet should be continuing evacuation procedures, provided Kraktus and his other Co-conspirators had done their part. And it wasn't like anyone was eager to be around a battle between beings that could reduce their entire world to so much collateral damage.
Aizu's attention snapped back to the here and now, as his Scouter beeped an alert: a high power level was approaching from the surface. He turned to face the first arrival, watching as their aura raced up from the hazy atmosphere below like a missile. She kept on coming, slamming to a halt mere metres away. Now he got a better look at her, he recognised the stranger: Nashua. He'd not met her personally before, but he knew the face from records shown to him by Kraktus. She looked young, almost innocent; though there was something about her that seemed just a little smug.
She immediately questioned his motives for destroying the planet, going on to suggest that it was low, even for an uncaring being such as he. Aizu frowned at that, once again finding himself irked by Saiyan naivety. She was starting to remind him of Ochra as she finished, ordering him to surrender and promising that she had backup. He smirked, reconsidering the similarity. Ochra was brave enough to go it alone, at least.
"Yes, I expected to see Kayen with you. But I must admit I didn't expect to see one as soft as you speaking for her, Nashua." He tracked another blip on his scouter, watching a second, much higher power level following not far behind the Saiyan ambassador. This one trailed a golden aura behind herself as she soared towards them, up into the inky black sky. It was Kayen, and she was ready to fight. He'd seen Super Saiyans enough times by now to know what they looked like, and Kayen was clearly using the form.
Kayen made her threats, comparing the scheme to something harebrained that she might expect Kraktus to come up with. She even asked if the Zoonmite was lurking nearby. He silently hoped not. Kraktus had other duties he would be better off performing than getting himself involved. Though Aizu had come to expect nothing where the cephalopoid General was concerned.
Then Kayen launched into what she probably thought was an incisive deconstruction of his plan. In truth, it was almost totally inaccurate. He listened with his head cocked slightly as she spoke of how he allegedly planned to use this event to force the citizens of Arcose deeper into the Fleet. He smirked as she revealed how she had already unravelled his ploy, gloating over their assured victory. Oh, how wrong she was…
It was at that moment that yet another familiar face arrived, much to Aizu's chagrin. It was Kraktus, barrelling in to challenge Kayen's assertion of dominance, while also taking a moment to belittle Aizu's power. A muscle in his cheek twitched as his Scouter detected yet another Saiyan approaching, roughly the same strength as Ochra had been in their last encounter. The constant interruptions were growing tiresome.
"Kraktus," he said, rounding on the General. "How kind of you to join us. I trust you're here to honour our partnership." He inclined his head in a respectful nod to his former Fleet comrade before turning his attention back to the Saiyans, just in time for another to show up, seemingly unaware of what was happening. Typical of a Saiyan to get involved in things they didn't understand, Aizu thought. He looked wearily at the young warrior - grinning like a fool as he cracked his knuckles in a feeble attempt to look tough. He made a mental note to hit that one first if it came to violence.
Before he could speak, yet another Saiyan interceded. At least, he looked like a Saiyan in the broadest sense. His attire was that of a Saiyan Elite, but his skin was white as paper. A curious trait in a Saiyan, but Aizu dismissed it as unimportant. He seemed friendly with the cocky young warrior as he blustered his way into the little gathering, though he seemed a little more cool towards Nashua and Kayen. When he turned and hovered towards Kraktus, admonishing him and even going so far as to credit him with the plan to destroy Arcose. Aizu resisted the urge to strike him then and there, instead clenching his fists tight, tensing his muscles.
"You all talk too much." He said, grunting as a blaze of crimson fire erupted from his body. Electricity crackled across his form and the aura grew into a blinding corona, clearly visible even to the ships nearing the edge of the system. Aizu’s body swelled with power, muscles pumping up as he flexed them. He had no doubt the sudden spike in energy readings would not go unnoticed by the evacuees either. Yet more reason for them to get out of dodge, he thought to himself as his aura began to fade, revealing his heavily-muscled form. He'd only pushed his limits so far once or twice before, but it seemed an appropriate time to display his full might.
"I don't know where this Circus of Saiyans has suddenly sprung up from and I don't care," He said, placing himself firmly in the center of the gathering. "But let's not have any pretenses here. You didn't come to 'save' anyone. You came to invade. And of course you want the people alive. Who will serve you if everyone is dead?" He looked at Kayen as he spoke, a thin smirk creeping across his face again.
"And as for your little story about pushing the people further into the Fleet’s hands, maybe you weren't paying attention: The World Trade Fleet is dead. The remaining Directors are slain, and with this final stroke, their base of power will be broken. I have freed these people!" He pointed an accusing finger at the Queen.
"You're no better than the Fleet, and I hate to break it to you but half the population here has lost loved ones fighting your kind! If you're so benevolent, go find the Dragon Balls again and wish for their losses to be restored! These people, this world - they do not belong to you. Go back to whatever hole you crawled out of."
Aizu transforms into Full Power True Form (x12T)
New PL: 1,200,000
KP: 7/7
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Nashua
Administrator
Queen of Arcose
PL: 250,000
Oozaru (x5P) Ultra Super Saiyan (x17/x13T) Mastered Super Saiyan (x16P)
Tag: @nashua
Posts: 1,193
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Post by Nashua on Sept 29, 2019 8:26:10 GMT -6
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As far as Nashua had been aware, only her and Kayen had been the ones coming to Arcose among the Saiyan Kingdom. However, she quickly found that that was somehow not the case. General Kraktus was, unsurprisingly, on the scene to back Aizu up, which would have made for a more difficult fight, considering the squid's raw strength. Nashua was confident she could still take them, though - but what she hadn't been expecting was the arrival of two others. Namely, Cress, followed shortly by Kalabas. "What are you two doing here?" Nashua barked at them in a mix of surprise and worry. They were plenty capable fighters, so she meant no offense, but... They weren't exactly Super Saiyans. Which meant both of them were in great danger when it came to a face off against Aizu and Kraktus, both of whom were capable of powers far greater than them.
"Gah, you two clear out!" she commanded of them with some clear frustration in her voice. "That's an order from on high!" She knew how much Saiyans lusted for a good fight, but the two of them getting themselves killed was far too high a price and a risk. Knowing most Saiyans, though... She hardly expected either of them to even consider listening to her. That, and Kayen would probably just decide to tell them it was fine for them to fight. Oh, well, she'd just have to not guilt herself about it too hard if the pair ended up being blown to smithereens. Nashua returned her attention to Aizu, who began his own retort to her speech about wanting to protect the people of Arcose. She frowned and watched him with stern eyes as he insisted the Saiyans were no better than any of them - that they were only here to conquer and destroy.
"Maybe you need to read some history books," Nashua declared, crossing her arms in front of her chest. "It doesn't matter if the Fleet is 'dead' for now - before long, a group will have gotten itself gathered back up, and we'll be right back where we started. Saiyans and Arcosians have been at war for thousands of years, ever since the days of the tyrant Frieza. And even after his death, the cycle only continued." She found the hypocrisy and cynicism of the Arcosian to be nearly unbearable, and while she normally didn't find herself getting too worked up in the face of her enemies... Nashua was getting kind of pissed. "Need I remind you that it was you all who attacked and slaughtered our people not a year and a half ago? But now that the tables have potentially turned, you sit here and feign innocence and act as the victims?"
Nashua's previously calm ki aura suddenly began to flare up, and her fists clenched at her sides as her face fell into a scowl. "Your people murdered my family and friends, and nearly myself. And they laughed as they did it. If I were a more bitter Saiyan, you can bet your ass I'd be here to blow up Arcose myself. ...But I'm not. I'm here because I don't want future generations to keep suffering the same way I have, the same way all of us have. And if it means I have to dirty my hands with your blood first..." The Saiyan's ki skyrocketed, and her brown hair suddenly burst with a golden sheen, her golden eyes now a cold, icy blue. "...Then so be it. No throne was ever earned with a clean hand."
TAGS: Queen Kayen
OOC NOTES: Nashua activates Mastered Super Saiyan! New PL is 3,008,000!
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Queen Kayen
Administrator
Queen of the Saiyans
PL: 232,000
Ultra Super Saiyan (x18/12T) Mastered Super Saiyan (x17/15P)
Tag: @piratequeen
Posts: 879
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Post by Queen Kayen on Sept 30, 2019 22:55:51 GMT -6
| Kayen PL: 2,988,000/2,490,000 |
Kayen turned her attention from the Arcosian as her scouter began a bit of rapid beeping as it picked up an incoming notable power signature, it was an amusing surprise to find that the person it had picked up was infact the very man she had mentioned shortly after her own arrival, Kraktus, the Zoonamite made a bold claim in response to Kayen asking if the Arcosian thought he could kill them, claiming that HE could do the job. “Bold claim from someone who was so certain he would die by my hand if I decided to kill him. I figured you were involved in this but I wasn’t sure if you would actually show your face. My scouter isn’t show me much to be concerned about so-” Kayen was about to tell Kraktus to get powered up when they were met by a pair of additional arrivals. Cress was not an entirely unexpected one though not someone she specifically WANTED here right now, later? Perhaps. But now he was just putting himself in danger to no particular benefit, the second arrival however was quite a bit more unexpected, they appeared from nowhere but almost instantly Kayen recognized who it was even if they had changed quite a bit. “I thought you were dead?” Kayen raised an eyebrow as she looked at Kalabas, he looked strange almost like a projection of himself, had the pompous idiot had his mind backed up somehow? “Original plan wasn’t saving specifically, but you ended up changing things, and yeah sure claim whatever you want, sure the Fleet is dead, you definetly werent planning to drive them to whatever would have taken its place afterward” Kayen rolled her eyes as she agreed with Nashua’s sentiment about the claimed ‘death’ of the Fleet. It seemed all the arrivals and the situation in general had managed to REALLY tick off Nashua and it brought a wide grin to the Queen’s face to see the normally peaceful Saiyan showing a bit more of a traditional Saiyan viciousness, Kayen turned to the pair of Saiyans narrowing her eyes on them “You heard her, get out of here. I’m sure Kraktus has more power than what he’s showing off now and the Arcosian is already a bit too much for either of you” Kayen said dismissinvely to the pair before turning back to the remnants of the Fleet “You’ve gotten a bit tougher since Knutts, but unless you’ve got MORE hidden away you’re nowhere near enough to make this work. Or are you banking on Kraktus to save your skin?” Kayen WAS quite interested to see what Kraktus’ full power was now, she’d seen a few glimpses of how far he could push himself in the past but even then it had been when he was still mostly irrelevent power wise, now he had some serious power to build off of.
Kayen Multipliers: x18/x15 Current KP: 7/7
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Post by General Kraktus on Oct 1, 2019 0:00:54 GMT -6
Kraktus looked up at the sky trying to eye if their the moon was out. Nothing for the time being but Krkatus didn't care. He could wait on such a showing. Kraktus was about ready to go but it seemed the Kingdom had a few more members. First was a loud moth Saiyan. He was quite strong but unlike the others, he could not confirm if he was a super saiyan. If he was then this would realy be a struggle. The other person was someone he remembered. Kalabas. He had some words for the general but for once Kraktus didn't speak back. He didn't even look at Kalabas. He was not looking at anyone for that matter. He just keeps staring into the sky looking for the moon to arrive if it ever did for this battle. As for the others who had already been there he paid them little mind as well. From Aizu's hopes that he was here to honor the promise, he had made. Then there was, of course, Nashua being angry at not only the two new arrivals. She even had some counters to Aizu's claim which were all correct. Even if they killed the fleet it was not as if they had killed all the important leaders. He and Aizu were still alive and breathing. She was pretty pissed and she even went to Super Saiyan. Kraktus scouter blinked to life as he finally took notice of something. He'd looked at the scouter seeing the massive power that Nashua was packing. She had grown once more but Kraktus was not worried. He just keeps looking for the moon to appear. Kayen also had some words but they were less important to the General. She made sure her underlings knew their place and she wanted to see the power of the two of them. Finally, Kraktus tucked his hand down and looked back at the others. "I was hoping the Moon would come out. It'd be a perfect backdrop for someone's death." Kraktus stretched his arms. He'd basked in the chaos for a few moments letting the screams and the drums of battle fill his ears. He never felt so excited. It was his stage now no one else's. "You all seem to talk a lot when a battle to the death may happen. Right now is not the time for talk. I know you don't like my speeches my Queen so i'll keep it short." Kraktus eyed Kayen taking in a deep sigh. " I been waiting for this you know? The war is coming soon. I told you and Boreal it was coming. I just need more time. Of course, this idiot wants to pretend he's my equal. Sorry that I have to clean that mess up first." Kraktus pointed back at Aizu. "My only equal and then superior to me in this entire universe is you Queen Kayen." Kraktus bowed his head in a rare moment of submission. The rocks around him began to rise as a purple aura shot out around the general. "I hope that if I give you a fight worth remembering you will give me that time to give you a real fight. The fight to make your legacy." Kraktus arms flexed to his chest. The rocks that had risen up before turned to dust. He only needed a little more time for the Stargoons to grow and for Aizu to kneel before him. Soon he'd have a force to face the queen in the war to end it all. With Earth as a third party in the mix, it would be the clash that would make the heavens even tremble in peril. The Aura around Kraktus calmed as he began to float into the air above the battlefield. Then his form exploded out as he grew to titanic size. His humanoid form was left as he turned into a creature of the sea once more. Instead of a mass of tentacles with a maw like before he looked like an over sized catfish. Eight Tentacles shot out of his body thought two of them was cut in two. His size grew to the point where he even was large then a Great Ape. The whole area would be shrouded by his shadow. His mouth opened up as a powerful gust of wind escaped it tearing apart some of the nearby buildings. "It was getting a bit cramp." All of a sudden if Kayen had not braced herself Kraktus would attempt to use his Telekinetic powers to literally rip Fateburn from her arms and then use it to cut her in two before the battle really even started. "Lets fight I want to see the world burn! I have been itching too long to start this war!"
Its time to Yabba Yabba Fight. Father of Chaos Powerlevel:2,272,000
Using that Telekinesis (UT)- Kraktus focuses his mind allowing him to lift things as big as he could manage and with surprising control to try to end this fight before it even begins.
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Post by Cress on Oct 2, 2019 21:08:59 GMT -6
While his question may have gone unanswered for the time being, he was in for a rather unexpected surprise while he waited for one. A voice rang out from his side- a very familiar voice at that. The speech pattern being used was unmistakable- it was Kalabas! Here, on Arcose! He quickly turned himself, hovering in place to get a good look at his comrade. A surprised expression quickly coated his face, was he- a ghost? His skin was as white as powder and his body slightly transparent, one of the main features of many ghosts. Kalabas' first course of action after damn near frying his brain with his words as soon as he came across him again was to ask about his well being. "Kalabas! Great seeing you again, comrade. I've been better than ever lately, you?", he asked, although that question pretty much answered itself. He looked pretty dead. That brought up the question, were ghosts alive or dead? He'd be sticking with dead for now, they'd catch up later, there was still a fight to be had. A fact unknown to him was as it stood right now any of the people currently here, even his comrade, could kill him in a heartbeat if he let his guard down even for a second.
Kayen responded to Kalabas, stating the fact that she thought he was dead. "I'm pretty sure he still counts as dead- I think he's a ghost.", he commented before looking at his comrade again. "If you don't mind me asking, if you are a ghost, who did you in?", he asked before looking back at the group. While waiting for an answer to that question, Nashua ordered the two to clear out, and Kayen backed her up. He looked over at Kalabas one final time, attempting to make eye contact before shaking his head and looking back at the two. "You both know that I'm not going to leave. Why do you think I came all the way here? Just to leave? No, I came to fight! Even if it means the end of me!", he boomed as his aura burst out around him. Far less impressive than what everyone else was doing. The squid guy even turned into a humongous beast that collapsed building with the slightest breath. "There's no turning back now, even if I wanted to. Besides, even if I end up dying here, I'll just do whatever the hell Kalabas did.", he commented as he looked over at Nashua. "How about letting me have some fun? I couldn't find the arcosian that put me out of commission for half a year... and I think this one would be the perfect replacement!" During that little speech he'd gotten a bit fired up, as he always did while discussing the topic, resulting in him launching a ki blast at the arcosian before even receiving an answer.
Fired [A1] Searing Ray at Aizu / DMG: 37,950 (pretty irrelevant)
-1 KP / 2/3 KP Remaining
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Post by Kalaboo on Oct 4, 2019 21:11:33 GMT -6
“It was Chill, Cress, but let us not dwell on my failures yes?” The wraith casted his eyes and attention upward, to the stranger lost amidst the familiar faces. How fitting, he thought, that one of the first he would kill after his return would be one of Chill's kin. They looked similar enough to be flesh and blood, but then again so did most arcosians to Kalaboo' eyes. Despicable wretches… Even still a sinister smile crept up in Kalaboo' face. Could he have asked for a momentous celebration? Kayen’s voice came from behind the Duke, with a question ripe for snarky remarks. Due to present hostile company Kalaboo decided to keep it brief "Well queenie, then I guess that perhaps for once our Intelligence got something right. But only perhaps. I look less dead than alive, no?”The form was still unnatural to Kalaboo, having no weight, no mass, only this spiritual energy that flowed through, into, and from him… Could he still tap into the wellspring of power of his super saiyan transformation? Unlikely. He felt absolutely nothing, no cold gust of wind, no bitter plume of smoke, no strength earned from the thrill and anger that made any saiyan a saiyan, much less a super saiyan. He felt something different, however, weaker and dimmer yet full of potential, one very measly breakthrough away from becoming aught of use. As with most things in life, this breakthrough could only be reached through a trade of blows. Not that the higher-ups were too keen on the idea. In fact, they appeared dismissive of the Duke, scornful of his attempt to serve. The surprise soured into resentment, anger… Were these the people he was fighting, died, for? “From on high? By the ancestors, who do you two think you are to lord me over to retreat!? I gave life and limb to the cause, I have earned the right to spend whatever remains of me still! Didn't I breathe the same ash as you? Vegeta and her people burned that day and all I could do was retreat! I will not do that again! Not now that I have the power and the chance to change things! I escaped from Hell to uphold my oath, you tell me to scram? To hell with orders, then! A dead man has no use for titles or land, my loyalty lies with my people, not some blasted throne or bureaucrat!”Kalaboo’s power spiked beyond what he thought capable for the form, but still he struggled to keep his emotions in check, something he had paid dearly before and yet… there was still so much he had left unsaid. This went beyond petty matters of pride or even legacy, this was a stab at the deepest and most honest beliefs of the saiyan, a challenge to his already strained faith, the one he had clung to so painfully as those in afterlife urged him to return his soul to nothing… He lacked the words, the courage, but what else was left for him if not keep on fighting? The ghost was swallowed by the cloud of debris raised in the wake of Kraktus’ transformation, emerging from it as something more than what he was before, no longer a flickering white projection but something more tangible, powerful. Could it be enough? The anger that had taken over him just moments ago was no longer there, instead replaced by a focused and unblinking stare set on Aizu. It had been a while since he had fought as the clear underdog of a matchup, it was not something he had missed at all. “I will not mince words, if I could have my way I would have had Arcose destroyed twice-over, but if by some freak chance you manage to do just that do bear in mind that the Fleet could stand to lose some more core worlds and figureheads. What an asset you turned out to be, snowflake, perhaps your body will be enough of a foundation to spare our nations.” he quipped, privy to the far-reaching depths of ego of arcosian folk from previous and ill-remembered interactions "Not that I am counting on it!"
Without warning Kalabas hurled a ki sphere at his opponent, from which lashed a lone mighty tendril of energy.
Kalabas used Dread transformation!
Current PL: 1,018,500
KP: 5/7
Kalabas fired [UA2] Ultra Execution Beam (PL: 672,210) at Aizu!
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Post by Deleted on Oct 7, 2019 13:53:44 GMT -6
Nashua launched into a lecture almost immediately. She spoke of the endless cycle of war between Saiyan and Arcosian, how the Fleet always returned, and the former Warmaster felt the heat of frustration boiling over within. Were they really so blinded by their hatred that they couldn’t see he wanted to prevent the same thing they did? What arrogance made them think repeating the Fleet’s mistakes in reverse would stop it? Arcosian conquest of Arcose only perpetuated the continuation of the cycle. Whether they could admit it or not, they were doing the same thing. The hypocrisy was astounding. More astounding still, was that Nashua seemed to believe those words. Her righteousness reached fever pitch as she exploded with that increasingly-familiar golden ki. Her hair shone that same golden hue, and her eyes became a deep sea green. His scouter beeped in alarm as her energy skyrocketed, reaching almost triple Aizu’s own power. Kayen, meanwhile, dismissed the Saiyan hangers-on, before rounding on Kraktus and Aizu too. The queen commented on his increased strength, but dulled that praise by pointing out that they couldn’t hope to win. It was no revelation to him, of course.
Before he could respond, Kraktus spoke up. He talked of a coming war, saying he needed more time to prepare. Aizu groaned internally. He’d expected a betrayal from the Zoonmite, of course. But it could hardly have come at a more inopportune moment. His suspicions that Kraktus was about to do away with their partnership were quickly confirmed as he took the opportunity to mock Aizu, calling him an idiot and claiming no equal other than Kayen. Then, he challenged Kayen to battle. A far bolder move than Aizu had expected of him.
The Zoonmite’s aura erupted, and his body stretched and deformed, growing to truly monstrous proportions as his power level increased, quickly eclipsing Aizu’s own. That was unexpected, but hardly changed a thing - what was one more enemy he had little hope of defeating? Kraktus boomed, declaring a desire to fight and ‘watch the world burn’. Clearly, he was as insane as his reputation suggested. Aizu silently cursed himself for not eliminating the squid-faced megalomaniac earlier.
He began to channel his own ki, aura flickering to life once more as he prepared to do his best to rectify his mistakes. Kraktus was perhaps even more dangerous than the Arcosian lords. At least their ambitions were tempered by logic, and motivated by rational goals. Kraktus seemed only to want chaos and destruction. All attempts to convince him otherwise had clearly failed. Aizu set his jaw, crimson lightning arcing across the blades of his power claw. His still-flesh hand rose, aiming towards the now-massive target that was Kraktus.
His aim was thrown off, however, as a blast slammed into his shoulder. The power behind it was barely a tickle, but it served to draw his attention. The two weaker Saiyans had begun firing on him, it seemed. The pale one seemed to be saying something but Aizu couldn’t really hear too well over the ringing in his ears from his ally’s attack. He could see just fine, though, and didn’t fail to notice Kalaboo’s own attack, no doubt far stronger than his little friend’s. It was all for naught, though, as Aizu simply evaded it, dashing with blinding speeds. He now hovered above the group, shouting down in frustration at the Saiyans.
“I’m trying to break the cycle of conflict just as much as you are, idiots! Why’re you firing at me when your Queen is under attack!?” He thrust a finger towards Kayen, whose sword was clearly not entirely under her own control. It jerked in her grasp as some invisible force - that presumably came from Kraktus - attempted to tear it from her hands. His telekinetic abilities were mentioned in records, though Aizu hadn’t witnessed Kraktus in battle first hand until now. With only a short window of opportunity, he dashed towards Kayen, reaching out with his cybernetic talons. For a moment it might have appeared as an attack, but instead the claws seized the blade of Kayen’s weapon, helping her wrestle against Kraktus’ telekinetic assault. There was no time to speak, only to react. His aura blazed around him as he glanced into the Saiyan Queen’s one remaining eye, his claw gripping tight against the blade as he spun, raising his left hand to point at Kraktus. His scowl deepened, reflecting the anger boiling over within.
“Maybe I’m not as stupid as you think, mad dog!” He roared, before unleashing everything he had. A torrent of firepower streamed forth from his palm; a rapid-fire deluge of destructive energy, bearing down on the treacherous Zoonmite with all his ire behind it.
Aizu takes the hit from Cress, sustaining 3% damage. He then uses [SU1] Bullet Time to avoid Kalaboo’s attack. -1KP
Aizu then attempts to help Kayen in resisting Kraktus’ telekinetic attack, firing on Kraktus with [SIG] Psycho Star Salvo for 1,596,000 damage! -3KP
KP: 3/7
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Nashua
Administrator
Queen of Arcose
PL: 250,000
Oozaru (x5P) Ultra Super Saiyan (x17/x13T) Mastered Super Saiyan (x16P)
Tag: @nashua
Posts: 1,193
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Post by Nashua on Oct 7, 2019 16:28:26 GMT -6
| ACTIVE TRANSFORMATIONS: Mastered Super Saiyan (x16P) |
The reunion of powers here was quickly growing, well, less than controlled. As Nashua had anticipated from the two of them, Cress and Kalabas heeded little of Nashua, and even their own Queen's words, instead each launching into their own self righteous tirades before blatantly ignoring their orders. Nashua's eyebrows furrowed, and her lips fell into a frown at the pair of them. She had been a bit more, well, 'okay' with lower ranked soldiers ignoring her orders when she hadn't exactly been anything significant herself. But she supposed that somewhere along the way, her Saiyan pride must have grown a bit stronger, as she was now feeling... Offended by these two's transgressions against her and her Queen's will. "You... You impotent fools!" she shouted at them, blissfully unaware that 'impotent' meant something quite different from 'impudent'. Too late, anyway - they'd already started attacking Aizu.
The Arcosian was capable of evading and tanking the pair's attacks with little more than the smallest of scratches on him, but that meant little when it came to how annoyed Nashua was at the pair's stubbornness. Kalabas would find, after his attack had been evaded, that Nashua would appear directly in front of him in a flash faster than he could have likely anticipated, given the difference in their power levels - and shortly after, he might feel the crack of an elbow being thrust down firmly onto the top of his head with considerable force. Namely, Nashua's elbow. "I thought I told you both to clear out!" she growled at him, before shooting a glare over at Cress. "You aren't even powerful enough to survive the blow I just gave him," she declared, "So don't make me tell you a third time, lest you want your blood spilled across these clouds! You two are little better than the World Trade Fleet with how little you listen to reason and words!"
Saiyans only ever listened to shows of force, didn't they? Then that was just what Nashua was going to have to show these buffoons if she was ever going to get them to listen to her. If they both continued to push their luck, then it was her they were going to have to fear, not Aizu. Speaking of which, Nashua turned her attention back to him, and he seemed to be... Struggling with the weight of Kayen's sword? She couldn't help but frown in slight confusion as she watched his less than impressive display of strength, only for him to turn and fire a massive blast towards... His own ally? "...What?" she mumbled in sheer confusion. That didn't seem right, now did it? Nashua returned over to near the Arcosian and her Queen and asked, "What do you think you're doing? Isn't Kraktus your ally? And... Why are you having so much trouble with that sword?" She was still on edge, in case this was some kind of odd ploy, but... She was also quite confused.
TAGS: Queen Kayen
OOC NOTES: Big crack to poor Kalabas' head
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Queen Kayen
Administrator
Queen of the Saiyans
PL: 232,000
Ultra Super Saiyan (x18/12T) Mastered Super Saiyan (x17/15P)
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Post by Queen Kayen on Oct 9, 2019 21:00:37 GMT -6
| Kayen PL: 2,988,000/2,490,000 |
With Kraktus’ arrival also came the predictable mad rambleings, the Zoonamite however appeared to know that going on TOO much was a genuine danger to himself, that it would in all liklihood lead to the Queen simply trying to cut him off by cutting him in half, Kayen even smirked as he directly refrenced her distaste for his long winded rants. He also went on again about how she was his only equal or superior in the universe, presumably he meant in his wierd twisted heirarchy of chaos as Kayen was sure there were others with more power than him than just her, hell Nashua was a perfect example as her power even exceeded Kayen’s own for the moment. And then he began to change, she’d seen a transformation of Kraktus’ before and was roughly prepared for the change but this was something far MORE than the last one, the last one she had seen had mostly just made him bigger and more tetacled, this was… a far more DRAMTIC transformation that reshaped and rebuilt his body into something new and rather disturbing, Kayen’s glare narrowed on the Zoonamite in spite of the fact that simply looking upon him felt… wrong And then he took his action, Kayen felt Fateburn twist in her grasp and knew instantly something was WRONG, for YEARS she had fought and trained against people very keen to deny her her weapon, it made Kayen accutely aware of efforts to do so and while she could not see what was doing it she could FEEL it and her grip tightened on Fateburn. The others were foolishly denying her and Nashua’s efforts to get them to fuck off to safety as Kayen further tightened her grip on Fateburn glaring daggers at Kraktus whom she was certain was the cause, to her surprise the Arcosian after defending himself from Kalabas and Cress chose not to strike back at them nor to strike at her or Nashua He attacked KRAKTUS while… helping her? Kayen was a bit confused what was actually going on but what sort of game the Arcosian was playing could be figured out later, right now she had calamari to make. “Hands off” Kayen growled at the Arcosian though her tone lacked a truly threatening edge, regardless of if he chose to remove his claw from Fateburn Kayen would swing the blade free from his grasp “YOU WANT MY BLADE KRAKTUS? THEN HAVE IT” and with a roar Kayen rushed forward driving past the Arcosian and right up to Kraktus’ new disturbing form aiming to stab her blade through his skull!
Kayen Multipliers: x18/x15 Items: None Techniques: [UA2]Demonic Ravager at Kraktus Current KP: 5/7
1,972,080 PL Demonic Ravager [UA2] Coming at Kraktus!
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