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Post by Nashi on Nov 15, 2019 20:23:55 GMT -6
Haha! No one ever expects… the Bitey-Bitey Manoeuvre™! That wasn’t a thing. Or, if it was, it was only a thing because he just made it up. Get bit!.. wait, what’s the past tense of ‘bit’? ‘Bit’, itself, was the past tense. ’Bote’. Yeah, that sounds right. Get bote on!
Everything was going just about splendidly— or, perhaps it would have, had Vocado the care to make his knee a weensy bit more appetising— until Cress came back in after he had his smoke or whatever it was that Saiyans did when they were being too pansy to fight. Nashi didn’t see Cress and couldn’t sense the energy of the Searing Ray that struck his back and sent him splattered, vertically, upside-down against the wall. He was smiling for some reaso— oh, no, he was upside-down. Yeah, no, he was pissed. ”Weren’t you guys supposed to be great, honour-bound warriors?” He left it at that.
Nashi fell off the wall, his hands meeting the floor first and pushing himself, twisting himself, the right-way up not entirely unlike a cat. ”I may be a thorn, mate, but the only pricks here are you two!”
As Vocado went through his theatrics, Nashi couldn’t help but roll his eyes. Nashi was barely watching as Vocado inflated as if he had a whole deviantart page dedicated to the fetish. After all this fighting, despite being both outnumbered and outpowered, Nashi was still the least damaged of the three— weren’t they ever going to go and try to kill him already? Before Vocado was done with his insufficiently-dramatic dramatic speech time would seem to freeze as Nashi looked behind his shoulder to an invisible camera, motioning to Vocado offhandedly with a pointing of the thumb and saying "Get a load of this guy!”
But then it was time for Vocado’s attack! His attack, which immediately followed Cress’, and was also effectively identical to the last few attacks he’s been using bar the window dressing. This was no ordinary déjà vu— this was Déjà Vu 2: Electric Boogaloo.
Nashi knew he couldn’t dodge out of the way of such an attack without putting a decent amount of energy into it, energy he really really couldn’t afford to spend, and that was even before he knew about Vocado’s preparedness in chasing and punishing a dodge. Instead, Nashi stood still and held his ground. I’m gonna do what’s called a pro gamer move…! He saw Vocado making his strike, and brought his right hand out to block…
It all happened so fast, but the end result was as such: Nashi blocked the strike with his hand hand, his fingers over Vocado’s fist. The consequence? The blood-chilling sounds of cracks from inside Nashi’s arms should have made that obvious.
Nashi forced himself backwards, his right arm beholden much less to him so much as to gravity. It was next-to-uncontrollable, next-to-useless and, by virtue of being an arm, next-to-his torso. There were more fractures in his arm than a high school math classroom… wait, no, that’s ‘fractions’.
”Forgive me if I’m wrong,” started Nashi, in an absurd amount of pain but managing to smile with bloodied lips regardless, ”but I don’t think I’m very erased at all.” He’s faced death before, it wasn’t so bad. Nothing these suckers could do would scare him.
”Usually I can return to life in a day or so, maybe three if I’m lazy,” started Nashi, again, with the bullshit, ”but I think, just to spite you, I won’t bother returning until you’ve already given up finding the Dragon Balls. I’d rather stay dead if it means suckers like you can’t summon the Eternal Dragon even if you manage to get your grubby finger-sponges on all seven Dragon Balls. Ya won't, though.” I wasn’t sure if the original plan was mechanically viable so I ended up doing this instead:
Nashi activates Battle Armour, as Relentless Pursuit’s PL is higher than his own by 20%. New Defensive PL: 2,550,000.
Nashi uses [B1] Blue Bro Block (841,500) against [SIG] Relentless Pursuit (2,880,000). They do not fizzle (342%).
[SIG] Relentless Pursuit wins— a shocker, I know— with 2,038,500PL remaining.
This halves, because it’s a Barrier and the attack’s PL is well within the threshold of Nashi’s defensive PL, to 1,019,250PL.
From this, Nashi takes about 39.97% damage.
Cress also exists, apparently, and uses [A1] Searing Ray of 618,750PL for about 24.26% damage.
In total, Nashi’s damage is equal to about 136.01%!
I think?
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Post by Cress on Nov 15, 2019 20:50:51 GMT -6
The 'Searing Ray' attack hit Nashi, and unexpectedly sent the two flying in opposite directions after it exploded. Cress assumed that Vocado would have dodged before it got too close like last time, but he supposed he couldn't have done that with a giant cat-man holding onto his legs with his fangs. Maybe he didn't think that out all too well. It seemed like Vocado was just as annoyed as Cress was after hearing his tone. In an attempt at ending the fight, Vocado sent a powerful punch flying toward Nashi's abdomen. To his surprise, Nashi managed to block the attack that moved at some of the highest speeds he'd ever witnessed. If Cress had of been closer he'd have heard the cracks coming from Nashi's arm.
"Will this guy just drop dead already?" Cress was annoyed that they hadn't killed the talkative feline yet. His brows hardened as his anger grew. "We don't care." Cress thrust his hands forward as an aura spiraled around his figure, signalling the beginning stage of the Raze Flash. "Do us a favor and die already!" Then they could get on with their day. With one final yell, a large beam of green and white energy fired from the aura that surrounded him, aimed at Nashi.
Used [UA2] Raze Flash
1,237,500 PL Damage Directed at Nashi
4/7 KP Remains
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Post by Vocado on Nov 15, 2019 21:32:24 GMT -6
The attack had landed— like the others had before— but something was off this time. Nashi didn’t fly away from the pain this time, nor did he dance out of its range. Instead he took it head-on, shattering his arm in the process. Guess I won’t be the only amputee in a few minutes.
It should have been exciting. Exhilarating. To break bone and rend flesh. All it did, though, was infuriate. Nashi was a master of irritation. Perhaps if they’d met under different circumstances, he’d hold himself together better. If he was still the hopeful king, who followed the virtues he’d been brought up to uphold. Now though? Zucceta’s legacy had seeped into his bones. Anger was the only thing left.
”You’re only delaying the inevitable, whelp! I’ll be waiting for your pitiful soul every time you THINK about snaking out of the pits, and wring the life from your neck again and again!”
Cress fired out another beam, and Vocado’s instincts kicked in. Rolling back to meet Cress’ location, he fired a beam of his own while kneeling, the golden ray racing mere inches behind the other Super Saiyan’s mighty blast. The twin waves raced forward together, aiming to knock the snark off that unruly cat.
He snarled again, but before vocado could scream out his next taunt, the wind was forced from his lungs. He lurched forwards as his power drained away. Wisps of gold flecked off his hair, and the yellowed locks turned to their charcoal black yet again. His adrenaline was gone, and his hate fizzled out.
He’d pushed himself far too much. Panting heavily, he clutched his chest, angry at himself far more than anything Nashi had said. Why did he let this happen?
”Cress... Cress. We need to finish this fast. Give him everything you’ve got.”
Just a second. That’s all he needed. Just a second and he could get his precious gold back.
KP 0/3
Fired [A1] Galick Gun!
33% Power for a damage potential of: 950,400!
No KP left! USSJ is forcibly turned off.
Dropped to Base form. Bulking forcibly dropped.
Current PL: 160,000
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Post by Nashi on Nov 15, 2019 23:41:10 GMT -6
The situation was not getting any better. Nashi was not getting any better off, his adversaries weren’t killing themselves quite quickly enough and they certainly weren’t developing any self-awareness. They didn’t even care! So much for Saiyans.
”I can’t express my utter and total dissapointment in you in words, for there exist no words strong enough. I can’t even do it in a sigh, either, as that would require a lung capacity far greater than what the universe can hold. So just know this: you’re both just such total gits.” Cress was just about the least Saiyan Saiyan Nashi had ever met, and Vocado clearly didn’t know how the Afterlife worked.
And, once again, each tried their best to kill Nashi, and Nashi tried his darnedest to not let them. ”Who needs favours? Kill me yourself, you coward!” Nashi blocked Cress’ Raze Flash— there was actually a decent chunk of effort involved but he tried his best to make it look effortless so as to maximise how peeved off these nerds got. Nashi tried to block the other attack, too, with a new technique: Blast Eater™, in which Nashi ate an attack so it couldn’t harm him. It only served to knock half his teeth out and bring somehow more blood into his mouth. … Well, at least there was some variety to it.
What Nashi saw in front of him, right there, was an opportunity. Cress was still a Super Saiyan, sure, but it was only Cress, and Vocado was without transformation! Maybe, just maybe, he could still win this! Nashi rushed at Cress, keen on distracting him with a series of strikes with the Power Pole— it should have been easy enough, given the difference in power between them— and partway through, when Cress was inevitably distracted, he’d send a blue ki blast to the defenceless Vocado. Either he’d force himself through a transformation, causing himself great damage, or he’d be hit, causing himself great damage. The only way he could survive such a thing would be if Cress got in the way and blocked, which Nashi was trying his darnedest to not let happen.
”What’s with the hold-up?” Nashi sputtered past bloodied lips. Power Pole special ability used to dodge Raze Flash. Takes Galick Gun. At 175.61% damage. |
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Post by Cress on Nov 16, 2019 0:27:37 GMT -6
Cress paid no attention to Nashi's words, only focused on feeding the attack at this point. He moved the red pole to his front, attempting to block the attack with it. Cress was sure it'd break, but to his surprise it didn't, holding out against and even taking apparently no damage after his Raze Flash hit it.
"What the- Is that thing made out of Katchin or something?" Cress watched Nashi try and eat Vocado's attack only to end up with a bloodied mouth and less teeth. Cress thought the guy had a screw loose trying to attempt something like that. Someone like him certainly couldn't be the person who made the Dragon Balls. He'd just have to find that out, though. To his side he saw Vocado drop out of his form, asking for Cress to go all out against Nashi.
Cress nodded, looking back ahead at the charging Nashi. "I need to make sure that doesn't happen to me." With the exact same pole from earlier, Nashi would try and hit Cress over and over. Focused on blocking the attacks, Cress wasn't prepared for the moment when Nashi fired a ki blast at Vocado. He was sure Vocado could handle it by activating the mastered super saiyan state, which he assumed worked even if one had spent most of their energy.
Seeing an opportunity to get an easy hit in on Nashi, Cress ducked and held both hands out. Aiming for Nashi's center, Cress fired another 'Raze Flash' at him.
Used [UA2] Raze Flash
1,237,500 PL Damage Directed at Nashi
2/7 KP Remains
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Post by Vocado on Nov 16, 2019 1:05:43 GMT -6
This was rough. Vocado could feel every screaming muscle. Every overworked joint and strained bone. Most of the pain was self-inflicted, too. Overwork, he supposed. Spreading himself so thin was a terrible idea, wasn't it? The air burning his lungs certainly seemed to agree, and the return of that rasping, doubtful voice in his mind only sought to elevate that failure in his mind.
Pitiful. Truly and utterly worthless. Can't even put down a single stray. Even a toddler could stop you on your "conquest".
Cress and Nashi brawled a few feet away from him, but he wasn't watching them. Instead, he was gazing past. Floating there was the ghostly visage of a woman only he could see. Surely only he could see her, because Nashi hadn't quipped incessantly in her direction.
She was a proud Saiyan woman, her hair a mass of unruly black. She held a pout on her lips, and the rusting metal of her prosthetic arm tapped against her thigh impatiently. She spat at the ground, though no substance ever made it to the tiling.
A figment couldn't spit, after all.
I don't even think a Super Saiyan would have been needed to stop the oaf who lived here in my day. Now though? It seems you two aren't so super after all.
"...Shut up."
Vocado stumbled back to his feet. Cress' energy blast impacted sharply against Nashi's Power Pole, but the magic bestowed upon the wood was too powerful; too ancient to be defeated. It stood tall, unlike Vocado. The apparition shook her head.
You harmed yourself more than him. Think Kayen would have done that? Maybe you should have entrusted her with my legacy after all. You could have played the part of pawn and been content with your worthlessness. It's what your grandfather did.
"I am good enough... To fulfill your destiny."
Tears welled, but he pushed them away. They were one more sign of weakness. One more peppering of proof that he wasn't good enough. Kayen wouldn't be wallowing. Ramen wouldn't be cursing herself. Nashua wouldn't let her imagination of all things tear her down one more peg.
He was losing it.
Was that an energy beam coming toward him?
Vocado's eyes focused, and the azure bolt of Ki brought itself into view. In any other moment, he could have batted it away. The Super Saiyan wouldn't be felled by such trifle things as a single blast! But he wasn't a Super Saiyan. He was Vocado. A weak little boy who hunted Saiba's with his pop.
The shrill, rasping laugh of the apparition echoed in his ears, drowning out the sound of the energy and the struggles and the hate.
"Screw you!"
His hand shot up on instinct, and in a flash, the Super Saiyan awoke once more.
With one swift motion, he sliced the Ki in half. The twin orbs fell apart behind him, fizzling out in the piercing blue sky.
"Kicking a man while he's down isn't very heroic. Though I suppose neither is a two-on-one."
Adrenaline swam through him in droves, but it wasn't enough to wake him up just yet. His bones were still aching, and his muscles cried. It'd be a hot minute before the fighting spirit really caught back up, but this was a start. Maybe he wasn't so worthless after all. Maybe Nashi was about to get his jaw torn clean off.
There were a lot of Maybes.
Still forcing in every breath, Vocado righted his stance as best he could, though he still undoubtedly hunched over. If there was any solace he could take, it was that the apparition had slinked away again. He'd proven himself worthy of the legend for a little while longer.
"Let's get this over with."
His aura engulfed him, and his Ki bubbled as he let loose a powerful shout. Just a bit longer, Cress. All I need is a few seconds to catch my breath...
KP: 1/3
+1 KP for no tech use.
Returned to Mastered Super Saiyan! (x16P)
Current PL: 2,560,000!
Flavorfully "charging Ki" to explain the KP regen.
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Post by Nashi on Nov 16, 2019 19:05:21 GMT -6
”No, better!” Nashi had no idea what katchin was, but Nashi presumed it must have been pretty tough. ”It’s made of wood!” Wood, the stuff of trees. A substance very much so of the earth, and of the Earth. The weapon specially created, able to manipulate itself to shape its situation and legendary in its importance. And, furthermore, entirely unbreaking. Something to emulate, perhaps.
Nashi perhaps shouldn’t have gotten so close to Cress while aiming his attack towards Vocado: Cress had his opportunity to shoot an attack directly at Nashi’s unguarded centre, and Nashi could do nothing about it but sputter blood in shock as the whole digging past his armour and into his flesh was dug into just that agonising bit further. ”… Ah, heck dangy…”
Nashi almost collapsed as he stumbled backwards, once again finding himself backed against the wall. These two shining beacons of death still stood tall— and, yes, of course, two of them, Vocado was gold of hair once again! … I sorta forgot about that mastered form he had. Woops. Death… yeah, he was probably going to die, unless by some miracle he was saved. But death could be made, at least in part, worth it, if he succeeded at really pissing these ignoramuses off.
Nashi was annoyed at having his heroism questioned, but didn’t allow Vocado the pleasure of letting that be known. ”Oh, good. He’s developing self-awareness.”
Nashi closed his eyes for a moment. It was difficult to open them again, but he managed. He blinked away the red covering his vision. ”Yeah. Let’s get this over with. You lot are starting to bore me!”
Nashi was going to enter his standard martial stance, but he couldn’t really get into it given the lack of a working right arm. Blood was leaking from a hole in the front of his armour like yogurt from a faucet not designed for yogurt but working anyway.
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Post by Cress on Nov 16, 2019 19:30:30 GMT -6
No way. That thing has to be magical or something if it's made out of wood. After the events that followed that thought, Cress fired his 'Raze Flash' attack, punching a hole in Nashi's armor and dealing a fair amount of damage to him. All of our attacks are starting to take a toll on him, it won't be too long now. To his side Vocado entered the Mastered Super Saiyan form, taking care of Nashi's attack with minimal effort.
Cress straightened his posture and looked at the bloodied Nashi who stumbled backwards before stopping at the wall. "Why so eager to die again? Lost hope or is there something better to do on the other side?" The sadistic warrior chuckled an fired a ki blast aimed for Nashi's head just when he began to recover his form. Shortly after his golden aura and hair would disappear as he returned to base form, beginning to recover his energy again. Just enough to finish him off quickly.
Used [A1] Searing Ray.
618,750 PL worth of damage aimed at Nashi.
6/7 KP Remaining.Super Saiyan Deactivated. 1,875,000 > 125,000 PL. 1/7 KP > 1/3 KP.
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Post by Vocado on Nov 16, 2019 19:42:26 GMT -6
With a mighty Kiai his shout hit its crescendo, refueling the Super Saiyan— at least for the time being. While his own energy returned, it seemed Cress was not so lucky. One last bolt of Ki loosed itself from the grunts palm, and his hair dimmed just as Vocado’s had a few moments ago. They were taking turns losing their spark, it seemed.
”If it makes you feel better, you can think of this as a tag-team match. Only problem is, your partner hasn’t shown up yet. The Kami lives right above us, doesn’t he? Or is that bowl just for show? Surely he would have heard us by now. Maybe your prayers aren’t loud enough.”
Vocado rolled his neck as his breathing normalized. He was far from peppy, but he wasn’t winded anymore. It’d be enough to give Nashi a run for the rest of his money.
Dashing forwards, he attempted to put distance between the cat and Cress, using advancing strikes to push Nashi further and further back. He’d finish off his barrage with rapid jabs, before pulling back and attempting a sweep kick to knock the feline prone.
KP: 2/3
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Post by Nashi on Nov 16, 2019 21:34:35 GMT -6
”Yeah, heaps of things.” I can get some peace and quiet there, for one. ”Heaven doesn’t have any asses quite as sore as you two, for instance. That’s a big plus.” He didn’t have the energy to use exclamation marks.
Nashi, believe it or not, was actually prepared for Cress’ attack this time around. There was, however, one slight issue: Nashi didn’t feel as if he had it in him to dodge another one of these generic, store-brand attacks Cress had been using, and so instead decided to block the attack with his Power Pole again. There was a slight issue with this, and I’ll let you try to guess what it was at home.
Ding, ding! Nashi tried to bring the Power Pole up to block with his right arm. You know, the one with the structural integrity of milk that hadn’t been drinking its milk. So, instead of blocking or anything resembling it, Nashi instead shuffled his stance a bit as the Searing Ray came straight at him. He closed his eyes, winced in expectation of pain, and…
Eh?
Nashi opened his eyes again upon realising he must have accidentally dodged the attack, given that he didn’t feel any pain. But then Nashi looked down, and saw that his right arm, before broken, was now entirely removed from him and lying in a pool of blood on the floor. ”Ah. That would… that would explain that.” The pain caught up to him.
Earlier in the fight, Nashi was the strongest he’d ever been, and had used the strongest attack he’d ever pulled off. Now, though? He felt the weakest he’s ever been. Well, no, he’d felt this weak once before… when he put himself in harm’s way to defend Satan City. There, as it was now, Nashi was on his own facing off against multiple other forces with powers comparable, each, to his own. It was their continual weak attacks, over and over and over, that lead to Nashi’s subconscious desire to punish such a thing in the form of the Blue Bro Behemoth. Perhaps… perhaps it was time to let that go.
”Perhaps.” said the Senbyō at his lowpoint. Slowly, blood dripping from his mouth like the makeup from the face of a drunk girl in the bathroom who got broke up with at prom, Nashi looked up and began to grin.
Nashi ducked and weaved through Vocado’s strikes. Despite the blood loss, light-headedness and immense pain, it felt almost… easier to dodge? Perhaps because there wasn’t as much of him to hit, or because there wasn’t as much for Nashi to move. ”Or perhaps we could make this a one-on-one?” Pushing off of the ground by Vocado in precisely the opposite direction Vocado wanted Nashi to go with the Power Pole, Nashi was well within sights of his goal:
Cress was no longer Super Saiyan. If he could take out at least one of them, he might have a chance!
”BLUE! BRO! BALL!” In what could have been no time at all if you weren’t focusing, Nashi gathered a ball of blue energy and yeeted it directly to Cress. If it hit, it would likely hit him straight out the window… alive.
But, hey, at least Nashi found the energy to use exclamation marks again. Nashi takes the hit, and is now at 252.95% damage. Then, he uses [A1] Blue Bro Ball for 792,000PL against Cress. Intention: Knock Out. Of course, Vocado has the option of going before Cress in the turn order and blocking, if they’d rather.
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Post by Vocado on Nov 16, 2019 22:37:52 GMT -6
The fight was speeding up just as fast as Nashi was deteriorating. His missing limb made it a bit easier for him to bob and weave, though he supposed the cat wouldn’t have the luxury of adrenaline for too much longer. With any luck, losing blood that fast would probably kill him before any grand final blow had the chance.
Then again, they didn’t have such luck so far.
Vocado’s sweeping kick was leaped over, and with a stunning level of dexterity Nashi found time to summon an orb of Ki and launch it like a fastball. Cress wouldn’t have any way to defend himself... But maybe that would be for the best.
He considered it for just a moment. Letting Cress die meant more fruit for him, right? The tree would be his and his alone. Vocado had more than half a mind to jump up and strangle Nashi from behind, but the tiniest hint of humanity still left in the Super Saiyan forced him to act.
Besides, he mused as his body flickered out of sight, this way I won’t have to owe him anything.
The Blue Bro Ball impacted harshly, but not on the target Nashi was hoping for. The angered scream of the former King pierced through the smoke as his body was pushed forwards. Nashi’s blast had struck him square in the back, and pushed him into Cress. If the grunt didn’t have time to move, Vocado’s body would land on him, sending them both into a heap near the window.
Groaning, Vocado popped back to his feet, pushing off the wall to right himself. ”Eye for an eye,” Vocado said as he glanced toward Cress. ”Basically how the saying goes, right?”
With vigor coursing through him, Vocado bounded into the air once more, aiming to simply tackle the cat onto the ground. He was squirrelly, and all the extra red might make him slippery, but if he got a hold, he’d attempt to pin the feline below him, before delivering a sharp, mechanical elbow to his face.
KP: 3/3
Skipped Cress with permission.
Used [SIG] Ultra Intuition to dodge into the way of Blue Bro Ball! 1 Charge of Ultra Intuition remains
Took full damage
Total Damage Taken: 131% (I think)
+1 KP.
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Post by Cress on Nov 16, 2019 22:59:38 GMT -6
Holy shit. Cress watched Nashi's arm drop to the floor in a pool of blood. That's metal. Cress began replenishing his ki reserves and watched Vocado engage Nashi. What he didn't expect was for Nashi to dodge so well with the amount of damage that he'd taken. It looked like he was due at death's gates any second now.
His scouter began beeping frantically after Nashi dodged Vocado's kick and fired an attack at him. Damn. Would Vocado really let him die here though? Thankfully he chose to act, jumping in front of the attack and saving his life as Cress had done a little while ago. Now they were even. "Different circumstance, I think. It looks like were even now, though." With that said, Vocado engaged Nashi once more while he sat back and prepared to transform again and finish this fight once and for all
+1 KP
2/3 KP
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Post by Nashi on Nov 17, 2019 20:52:39 GMT -6
Things were pretty bad. You could tell things were bad because of the evil Super Saiyans, because Nashi somehow wasn’t the dumbest person in the room xdddd and because Nashi was starting to see things. And not Super Saiyans, no, though that was concerning in its own right: he was starting to see things that he was pretty sure weren’t actually there. There was a two-wheeled unicycle, a barbecue not attended to by a dad and someone who thought Vocado was pretty neato— all things physically incapable of existing. But more than any of that, Nashi saw… Quince? Right there, in front of him, sitting on his hind paws, was an fat old cat. The only way for it to have been any more blue would have been for it to not be translucent, like a ghost or jelly (or jello, if you keep your measurements in moon landings per hamburger devoured). The vision of Quince mouthed ‘I don’t heckin’ know either’, except he didn’t say ‘heckin’’, before fading into transparency— or maybe he was just gone. Who knew.
… Huh. That was weird. Quick, a quip! ”I’d say you two fight like my gramps, but he’s still alive!” haha yeah get got
Nashi could feel his energy slowly fading— well, no, that was right. Nashi could feel his energy fading all rather too quickly. Nashi had the slight suspicion it might have been due to all the blood loss, but really who was there to say? Because it was because of this newfound sluggishness that Nashi didn’t move as quickly as he thought he wood when he tried to get out of the way of Vocado’s tackle. Nashi was sent down like a bowling pin under a boulder. ”Aw, dang, I hate it when this happens…” Nashi got struck by Vocado’s metal elbow, earning himself a deep mark and a few more teeth flung out to the side. ”Ya know,” started Nashi, not for the slightest moment letting it be known that he actually felt any pain, ”the challenge is to lick your own elbow, not to get someone else to.”
Nashi would kick, twist and, generally, cat his way out of his physical entanglements and restrictions. ”But that’s OK, you’ll learn.” Nashi put the Power Pole back into its sheath. He stretched the fingers of his left hand, revealing a feline claw upon each of his fingers. ”Not everyone’s stupid forever!”
There was a familiar feeling in Nashi’s legs: the unrepentant need to collapse, to sleep— that is to say, to die. So long as Nashi denied this, he could manage the rest of it. ”Well, if at first you don’t succeed…”
Nashi brought together more energy, twice as much as last time, and most of the energy he had left in his body. He brought his arm forwards, quickly gathering blue energy, and aimed it, once again, towards Cress. ”No hard feelings, but your being connected to things makes them more boring and drab on a deep and conceptual level. BLUE! BRO! BEAM!”
It looked much like how the Blue Bro Ball had— only, now, it was faster. So much faster, in fact, that it looked like it was one continuous body throughout its trajectory, as if it were a beam. If it hit, it would hit Cress at his centre of mass and (if not prevented) knock him straight out the door. Nashi uses [UA2] Blue Bro Beam for 1,584,000PL. Headed towards Cress. Intent: KO.
The end draws near.
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Post by Vocado on Nov 17, 2019 22:19:38 GMT -6
Vocado growled in annoyance. Though his tackle succeeded, the cat was slippery. He wormed his way free, quipping with the few teeth he had left. Cress was his target again. In a very roundabout way, it was an excellent strategy if his goal was to get Vocado to play bodyguard again.
Maybe he did care for his fellow saiyan. Was he really so heartless? As his body flickered back into view, he considered just how useful it would be to keep this kind of activity up in the future. Battering his own form to protect his ally. His underling? No— his equal, perhaps. A fellow legend. A true Super Saiyan. Without Cress, he’d be sprawled out at hell’s gates. There had to be some merit in sticking his neck out.
The blast impacted on his crossed arms, sending him careening backwards. His body smashed against the wall, breaking clean through it. His body spun like a plane in a tailspin. Every inch of him hurt, and he was pretty sure the chrome of his arm had blackened entirely. It was a good thing he knew a blacksmith.
”Bastaaaard!”
Before he could fall too far, his Ki exploded around him, halting his momentum in clear view of the broken wall. He righted his stance, allowing his aura to burn bright as he stared down the cat inside the tower. There had to be a way to finish this.
Raising his charred, prosthetic palm, an orange ball of Ki began to bubble. It was time to break through the slippery barricade that was Nashi the Senbyō.
”You really gave us a run for our money. If there is any solace to take from this, know it is that you’ve certainly proven yourself as a warrior.”
He nodded to Cress, and shot his beam forward. Before it ejected too far, however, he caught it in his opposite hand. The ball squished flat and thin. Putting his hands together, he pulled the ball apart, shaping it into a grand, golden spear.
With a mighty shout, he pulled his hand back, and launched the spear like an Olympian, aiming to pierce Nashi’s heart, and end the facade of peace.
KP: 0/3
Used [SIG] Ultra Intuition to dodge into the way of Blue Bro Beam. Took full damage.
Total Damage: 194%
Used [VA3] Great Galick Spear
66% Power for a damage potential of: 1,689,600!
This ability has the PIERCING variant. Barriers blocking this will be halved before a clash occurs.
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Post by Cress on Nov 17, 2019 23:34:32 GMT -6
It looked like he was the target of one of Nashi's attacks yet again. I'll have to go super saiyan, even if my ki isn't full. That was the plan anyway, though. Cress hair shot from black to yellow as his power exploded again, hopefully for the final time this fight. A wave of pain was sent through his body after transforming, he couldn't do something like that again or he'd surely die. He'd already taken enough damage. Just as he was about to pop a barrier to block Nashi's attack, Vocado jumped in front of it. This was the second time he'd done that. He looked over his shoulder as Vocado was sent flying past him and into the wall. "Dammit Vocado, you didn't have to do that!" Cress growled. Now I'll be the one owing him. Vocado nodded to him, and Cress knew what was going to happen next. As Vocado began to form his attack, Cress did as well, pouring nearly all of his energy into the Full-Power version of his Raze Flash technique. "Let's end this!" Vocado launched his spear, and Cress would launch his beam. Hopefully this was enough to make him kick the bucket.
125,000 > 1,875,000 PL after Transforming.
100% Damage Taken after transforming from 2/3 KP. 4/7 KP after Transforming.
263% Damage Taken Total.
Fired [MA3] Raze Flash. 1,875,000 PL Damage headed for Nashi.
1/7 KP Remains.
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