Cress sat outside his jungle home on a rock that he'd made his seat many times, which he'd recently gone out of his way to make it more comfortable to sit on. His scouter tracked what was going on nearby. A fight between Vocado and some other powerful person was going on. He was sure that Vocado could handle it himself, so he had decided to sit back. That was until another rapidly approaching signature showed up on his scouter. Cress licked his lips as a sinister grin formed. "Looks like I'll get to see some action today after all."
Cress quickly stood up and leapt into the air. He let out a yell, and accompanying that yell would be his transformation into a super saiyan. Wasting no time he blasted off at full power, a beacon of yellow light shining in the dark sky. Cress talked to Vocado over his scouter, "Incoming."
He arrived on the scene just in time to see a familiar face- Chime. Had he not learned from last time? They'd have to teach the Kami a lesson again. He held out both hands and held his wrists against one another, keeping his palms exposed. "HEY KAMI, CATCH!!" Just as he jokingly said that a large beam of ki energy shot from his exposed palm with every intent to blow the Kami away.
SSJ POWER LEVEL IS 2,280,000. CRESS FIRES [MA3] FULL-POWER RAZE FLASH AT CHIME WITH THE INTENT TO K.O. 7/7 KP > 4/7 KP
Vocado growled angrily as the kick connected with the back of his skull. He twirled across the ocean breeze, stopping himself inches away from the murky depths. Yogu’s taunts fell on mostly-deaf ears. Something was on the horizon. Something— no, someone— properly irritating.
Turning to face the clouds, he grimaced as Chime revealed himself. Senzu bean in hand, he tossed the cure-all across the sky toward Yogu. Things had a knack for going from good to terrible in the span of seconds.
His train of thought was cut off by another arrival. It seemed wherever Chime went, Cress would follow. It was convenient just how often his fellow saiyan showed up in the nick of time. Perhaps one deity or another was watching out for the pair of them.
Laughing, Vocado fired off an energy beam toward Yogu. The golden beam was intent on knocking Yogu off his feet, though he didn’t expect much. That bean was moving fast, which meant the ghostly earthling would be able to heal himself before anyone could interject.
”See what you’ve done, Yogu? You’ve endangered the Kami! Which one of us is really the bad guy here? Baahahah!”
Sighing to himself, the Super Saiyan’s muscles cooled down. The Titan State was hard to maintain. Although it provided extra power, the weakness of its burst-like power was bound to get him in trouble now that there were more players involved. He needed to take caution for a few moments; at least until he caught his breath.
KP: 1/ Fired [A1] Galick Gun at Yogu! 33% Power for a damage potential of: 1,065,900! Returned to Mastered Super Saiyan (x16P)! Current PL: 3,040,000
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Yogu was about to launch another assault on Vocado, but something took his senses. Craning his neck to the sky, he spots a sight for sore eyes. "HOLY SHIT! HEY THERE CHIME! HAHA! Good timin'! I was gettin' worried this wouldn't get your attention!" Yogu turned back to Vocado and looked down at him with a look of smug satisfaction. "You're really in for it now, bastard! THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU FUCK WITH EARTH!" Then Chime threw him something. He couldn't really see what it was at that distance, but it was some small blur of green that soared through the rain. Yogu catches it and is more than a little confused. "The hell is this? A bean? Why did Chime give me a bean? Does he want me to plant this or something? Seems like a weird time for gardening..."
Then another voice catches his attention, this time just as yelly as Chimes. Then a brilliant beam of ki gets shot right at Chime! In the flash of light, Yogu couldn't see Chime. He stares at the scene with his jaw dropped. "Ch-Chime?" He could still sense Chime's energy, so at least the Kami was still alive? Then his focus is returned to his original opponent. Vocado. Who was firing his own beam of ki right at Yogu. Out of instinct, Yogu pops that bean into his mouth and swallows it as the beam comes hurtling towards him! Yogu wasn't expecting anything to happen, as any foods, he's tried to eat before just fell right through him. But for a moment before impact, he feels revitalized. Like his very soul just got fed a three-course meal! Then he's wracked with pain as the beam collides and smashes right into him! But by the time the onslaught of ki was over, he felt better than before the attack. He felt stronger. His energy, which was dipping slightly, seemed re-energized, and his physical state even looked better.
Yogu floated in the air still, looking just as smug as before. "Wow. You really are a terrible warrior, bastard! It almost feels like you healed me with that attack!" Did Yogu know it was the bean that healed him? Yes. But could he convince Vocado that his attack is what healed him? Eh.
Yogu touches down onto the ground and stares down Vocado, who goes on about how Yogu's putting the Kami in danger, so he's worse than Vocado. "Yeah, well I'm not the one saying that I'm going to end countless civilizations! Chime knows the risk of joining this fight! 'Sides, it's not like you guys got the balls to kill the one guy you need for this whole wish thing to work... Now, if you don't mind-" Yogu tosses his "ammo" up in the air, catches it, and then starts pouring ki into it. "I'm gonna take you and your goon out, and get your Dragon Balls for my buds." Yogu flicks another barrage of ki pebbles at his opponent, ending the rain of pebble flicks by throwing a much larger rock like a baseball pitch! The rock curveballs, aiming right for Vocado's non-robot arm. "ENJOY THAT BROKEN ARM, BASTARD!"
While Vocado's busy dealing with a bunch of rocks, Yogu diverts his attention to Chime. Telepathy really was such a nifty little thing! Now that he thought about it, why hadn't he used it to contact Chime at the very start of the fight? Poor decisions aside, Yogu contacts Chime. "Yo! You're alive right? Also, do you have a plan? Cause if not I'm just kinda thinking you take the goon while I take Vocado. Also also, if you got more of those Beans that'd be realllll helpful in about a minute. Oh yeah, and sorry if I die again during this." Wacky Wild.
Yogu gets healed for 100% from the Senzu Bonsai! He then tanks the hit from Vocado, which deals 39% PL Damage.
Yogu then attacks Vocado with [VA3] Ranged Overdrive! That Attack deals 1,781,357 Damage and has the Homing effect! Yogu also contacts Chime with [UT2] Telepathy.
Chime had only just thrown the mini senzu bean when he heard someone else shouting for him to 'catch', in turn. What--? He looked up to see a red blast of energy piercing through the rain and headed right towards him. On instinct, he raised both hands above his head and a thick metal kite shield, infused with his ki and too large to actually wield, materialized in front of him. The crimson blast struck the shield, then broke through it, striking Chime in the gut. The Namekian staggered back as the shield shattered into metal shards, then poofed away into nothing. He stood there for a moment, grasping at his midsection, catching his breath, and glaring up through the storm at his attacker. Cress? He was here too? Of course he was. Chime mentally kicked himself for even being surprised. "Nice shot!" He shouted back at the Saiyan with sarcasm, before leaping into the air and flying towards him while Yogu and Vocado continued to exchange blows and taunts in his periphery.
Though his focus was physically on Cress, his mind was on Yogu, very literally. The ghost's voice rang inside his head, and his antennae twitched slightly as he replied, "Alive as I've ever been. You keep the pressure up on Vocado, I'll keep this one occupied. I do have one bean left-- just one, but it's bigger." By the time he 'said' all that, he'd closed the gap to Cress. Chime locked eyes with the Saiyan brute, then conjured a metal bat in his hand. He swung once, and whether it hit or not, the bat would vanish in a puff of smoke. In its place appeared a sword, which was swung and vanished in the same manner. It was followed by a staff, then a cast iron skillet, then an axe, weapon after weapon materializing and then vanishing after one or two attacks. Chime was no martial artist or weapons master, but he was trying to overwhelm Cress with sheer variety in his assault.
"And, Yogu?" He continued as he fought, "Do try not to die. I don't know if I can fix that." Chime blocks the Full Power Raze Flash with his [MB3] Ki Bulwark, for 1,430,000 The bleedthrough comes out at 45% damage to Chime He also uses [UT] Telepathy to talk to Yogu
Once his ki beam faded away he was met with the sight of Chime, still standing after putting up a decent defense. Cress laughed after hearing Chime's sarcastic remark. "How much more of these 'shots' can you take?" he said with a menacing grin. Releasing a loud yell, the super saiyan would power up even further into the Ultra Super Saiyan form. A bolt of lightning struck him, but his aura protected him, letting the electricity flow harmlessly around it as he pushed the form further. For a couple seconds it seemed as if he was shining as bright as the sun as powerful air currents rushed out from around his figure. 'I'll teach him a lesson.' he thought as he imagined the kami beneath his foot.
While powering up, Cress noticed that Yogu had fired off a large amount of ki. Could this be the perfect opportunity to test his attack? Quickly looking back at the Kami who was flying toward him, Cress used an afterimage to disappear from sight and appear right beside Vocado. "I hope you don't mind. I have something I'd like to test out." he said as he focused on the incoming attack while preparing his own. A quick clap of the two of his hands and a ring of vibrant red ki appeared in between the two palms as he pulled them apart.
Yogu's attack wasted no time slamming into him soon after, causing an explosion that caused a great amount of pain to him. But that pain would work to his benefit. Grimacing, Cress' attack would grow stronger. It would grow stronger than any other attack he'd ever made. "That the best you can do?" he taunted.
CRESS POWERS UP INTO BULKED USSJ POWER LEVEL IS 2,736,000/1,520,000 CRESS AFTERIMAGES AND BEGINS CHARGING [SIG] KILL DRIVER CRESS TAKES 117% DAMAGE 166 + 117 = 287% [SIG] KILL DRIVER IS NOW AT 287% DAMAGE CRESS DROPS OUT OF USSJ AND INTO MSSJ, POWER LEVEL IS NOW 2,584,000/1,976,000 BULKING WILL BE DROPPED NEXT POST 0/3 KP REMAINS
Last Edit: Jan 10, 2020 20:13:35 GMT -6 by Cress: added kp
Yogu was as smarmy as ever, it seemed. Invigorated by the Senzu bean, he slung another quip. Vocado sighed, lowering his hand as the smoke from his attack finally settled. Part of him wondered if the earthling didn’t know what the senzu bean did, and earnestly believed Vocado had healed him, but surely he wasn’t that brainless.
”Color me surprised. I didn’t know you could heal corpses.” Vocado clenched his fist, a sneer bubbling to the surface. ”Think that little bean can heal you if I grind you into an oozing paste?”
His taunts were responded to with another barrage from the ghostly figure. Stone after stone launched across the sky. Before Vocado could react, the line of fire was blockaded by Cress’ body. The pebbles pelted his blood-brother’s body, but rather than faltering, it seemed to embolden the Saiyan. Ki crackled like lightning in the air. Was this what Cress had been working on?
Vocado let out a cackle. Lifting into the air above Cress, the once-king folded his arms across his chest, as another bolt of lightning struck the ocean some hundred miles away.
”This is it, specter! Your final moments before returning to Hell! I think you get a free parfait on the next visit... BAHAHAHAAA!”
He stopped himself mid-guffaw. The battle wasn’t over yet. He still had a little green menace to hinder. Chime was a great sorcerer, but a duelist? Far from it. If he could knock the boy out before he was able to give Yogu another surplus of energy, maybe the tide wouldn’t shift.
”Keep building your strength, my friend. I’ll play keep-away for you.”
With an explosion of Ki, Vocado was off. He launched himself towards Chime, aiming a dirty haymaker for the Namekian’s gut. Should the strike land, he’d bring both of his hands up, aiming to slam into the Kami’s cranium with a double ax-handle. With any luck, the combined strike would bury the Namekian a few feet below ground.
KP: 2/3 +1 KP for no tech use!
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Post by General Kraktus on Jan 11, 2020 14:02:37 GMT -6
Kraktus radar beeped as his ship flew through the air Kraktus standing at the helm. He had been quite inactive in the world he had just been scheming and trying to get into contact with the Stargoons. But they had been somewhere and he maybe forgot to get their numbers. He could use his telepathy but the past few times he had they had been in another plane. Kraktus really needed to upgrade his abilities to be able to use his telekinetic might across any plane. That would make the heavens tremble at his might. His radar beeped a few more times alerting him to the fact that six dragonballs waited here. If he got all six then with Dosu's they'd have all seven. But his scouter also told him they were four warriors. "Seems this is the fight I been waiting for." He'd have to work hard but he could maybe sneak away with the six and get Dosu's wish. Kraktus ship blasted off to the area ready to engage them.
Over the battlefield, a shadow overtook the sun. A massive ship floated above the island with the symbols of the nefarious Kraktus. Kraktus launched down from his ship as he sent it on autopilot to land in the ocean. He didn't need it in the way for this fight. He could pick up everyone was already fighting quite hard so he transformed right away. In the middle of the Air Kraktus expanded into massive size. He became an eldritch beast of horror. Kraktus now gave a look at all four warriors. Yogu, Vocado, Cress, and Chime. Kraktus had to nearly gag. He hated all four of these people. Yogu had bullied him when he was weaker and was a quite arrogant hero but he was supposed to be dead. Vocado had mocked him and damaged his pride. Cress had been on Arosce helping to orchestrate his only failure. And Chime the god of Earth who created the dragonballs an abomination. Both sides were even so what side to choose.
Kraktus wanted to make his presence felt so he used his Telekinesis to a formation of rock under Vocado body to launch him up and away from Chime so he could not land his blow. "It seems your all fighting and I was not invited. Why would you not want me here? After all, I am the Father of Chaos. In such a chaotic battle I must be here." Kraktus laughed. "Speaking of Chaos I'll offer you two something." He'd flex one of his massive tendrils at Chime and Vocado. "You two give me your best reasons I should fight with you. The one with the best reason I shall ally with." Kraktus gave off a hideous grin. This should be a lot of fun to see what the two would say.
Powerlevel:162,000 In x16 Father of Chaos: 2,592,000 Powerlevel Items:Scouter, Radar, Repair Pill, Armor, Pirate Ship
Kraktus does not choose a side he attempts to make the two leaders (Chime and Vocado) Buy for his favor! Chaos!!
Last Edit: Jan 11, 2020 14:04:26 GMT -6 by General Kraktus: added color coat
With or without his Dragon Radar, Oboe needed no indication as to where things were going down. From far across the planet, the Namekian from Space could easily sense and see the gathering torrent of power radiating from the South. Normally such things wouldn’t of interested him – but with the news he’d received from Chime, the movements of people he’d known of but could never have guessed such actions to have come from, Oboe had taken a greater interest in the happenings of Planet Earth. He had not yet located President Carro, nor was he finding luck in sensing his friend Tarch; As such the Namekian was in mid-flight, searching the world when he sensed it.
At first it was a twitch, something that caused him to stop in his track and stare hard at the darkening skies of the horizon. He sensed…a familiar person. Their energy skyrocketing in response to another familiar power. Both of the feelings were eerily familiar – so much so that it began to elicit memories of the last time he’d felt them.
A Raging Monster, a Boy possessed. Burning energy, darkness, fear. A Saiyan rises – a friend – a Monster is slain. Remorse is felt…
Shaking his head clear of the memory, Oboe felt his tongue dry as another familiar energy began to radiate from the area. One that caused a small phrase to escape his lips without warning. “Oh no…” As the energy cleared up and became more discerning, the Guru of Namek swiftly thanked his luck that he’d sent the Brothers off to explore the world and meet the Earthlings. He only hoped he wouldn’t be too late. White flames cascaded over his figure as he released his power output at more than triple its normal capacity. With a blinding flash, Oboe was speeding towards the horizon at his highest speeds.
“With the Dragon Balls active, this must’ve been one of the dangers Carro was trying to warn me about. Damn it all! Why didn’t I listen closer? He was trying to be polite, not ask for help. Stupid Guru! Stupid Stupid Guru!”
The Namekian chastised himself verbally. His recent meeting with the smaller Humanoid had ended with agreements to help one another protect the Wish Orbs – never would he have realized that such things needed protection right away! With Chime’s energy in the distance and such great powers surrounding him – familiar energies – He couldn’t help but feel that what had occurred on Namek was going to happen again, right here, on Earth. It was all coming full circle and once again the greed of mankind was focused on the unlimited power of the Dragon.
No! Not this time! I won’t let this planet fall victim to the same hardships my own has fallen to! Hold on little brother, Im coming!
Pouring on the speed, The Namekians energy trail illuminated the sky. The distance was closing rapidly, the closer he got the more he began to pick out words from the distance (Namekian Hearing, Such an Amazing thing!). He heard the voice of an old acquaintance, Vocado, taunting and jesting with those he was in combat with. The mention of a healer validated Oboe’s fears. Chime was in the middle of whatever was going on, and if his Dragon Radar was any indication it wasn’t good! Arriving on the scene, Oboe took a moment to gather what he saw into mind.
Below, on the ground, Vocado – as a Super Saiyan – was engaged in combat with a figure he recognized all too well. Om Yogu. While it was a shock to see the other on a battlefield, what was more disconcerting was that Chime was trying to help him! Had he come across this situation on his own, without that, he may have missed the Context and thought Vocado had been the one in danger. Nevertheless, as the other continued to speak, it became very clear that he was not here for the side of righteousness.
Another flash of energy cascaded as another Saiyan – one he did not recognize – began to charge up his energy to such massive heights. Another flash and yet another familiar person seemed to appear on the battlefield, though this one caused much more ire to fill his heart than the others. General Kraktus; Harbinger of Chaos and mayhem – his arrival truly meant the worse for his friend and ally. Things were devolving on Earth and it was quickly becoming apparent that if left alone, those fighting to protect the Wish Spheres may be overwhelmed.
If he was curious before as to whom was on whoms side, Vocado’s mad dash towards Chime more than made it clear. There was no more confusion and no more time to think and consider. Oboe had to act – NOW!
As the Saiyan rushed towards the Namekian, mania filling his gaze, a shadow from the sky would slither its way awkwardly downward. A green appendage, stretching further than a rope, swerved and zig-zagged towards the ground. The appendage in its great length would swiftly attempt to wrap around Vocado's torso - potentially pinning his arms to his side. The tautness of the maneuver was timed with the full length of the stretch as the action itself threatened to toss the Saiyan back where he'd approached! What had just happened?!
Hovering in the sky slightly above and behind where Vocado had dashed from, a single figure would begin to descend and approach Chime. There was a familiarity to the energy radiating off this figure, but it was unlike anything the individual had revealed thus far to those in attendance. No longer wearing his typical Dragon Caste robes, the Namekian instead had opted for a similar appearing, yet subtly different Warrior garb not unlike those seen from other Namekians. His trademark staff no where in sight as half-red eyes, black lines beneath the ocular holes like tattoos, glared daggers at the Saiyan. Landing infront of and next to Chime, Oboe took his three-point combat stance. With soft words that the Namekian could easily hear, Oboe would speak.
"...You know...at some point I'm going to need an explanation as to whats going on here...for now...lets just keep you safe"
Oboe smirked as he teased the Kami of Earth. Focusing his attention on the Saiyan, Vocado, Oboe would simply call out to the other he thought had been a friend in the hopes that he could disarm this situation verbally.
"Vocado. I don't know what you're goal is here but i'll be damned if I'll let yet another of my people fall to the hands of a Saiyan or any other species. We're done dying for the whims of others - why don't you just do the right thing as you have before, tell your friend up there to disengage. Turn around and leave. If you do that, then perhaps we can fix this mess. If not..."
Oboe's power began to crackle around him. The darkened sky above once again began to spark with electricity as the Namekians full power began to release. Always had he been the weak one, depending on the kindness of others - like Vocado - to help him. Always had he been the threatened, falling to hands of others such as Yogu and Kraktus. For all intents and purposes, Oboe shouldn't be here, on a battlefield, ready to die to protect another. Yet - it was his experiences with all the people in attendance here that had led him to this moment. To this stand that he now took. No longer would the peaceful man advocate others to wage a war. He would fight the War himself, on the frontlines. As his determination became steel, so too did his energy explode outward revealing his true power. The half gold, half-violet aura sparked with different colored energy electricity. There was a pressure emanating from this green skinned alien unlike any he'd shown before - even if they couldn't sense it, those in attendance could feel it.
Falling into the realm of his telepathic powers, Oboe reached out to both Yogu and Chime; recognizing that the other was working with the Kami and not against him.
I'm going to do my best to help here as I can, but we should be prepared to beat a hasty retreat if necessary. I'll follow your lead, Chime. This is your world - you're in charge. Still...I'll keep my focus on protecting you. If you fall, so too do the Wish Orbs. From what I hear, they're needed...
With the others now aware of his intentions, Oboe prepared himself for the coming conflict. This would be the hardest challenge he'd ever faced. He hoped he was ready.
Yogu was pretty tired. He wasn't expecting something like a rock throw to take so much energy out of him. Yogu was so tired he hadn't even noticed his attack didn't hit Vocado for a moment! "Awww, what the hell! That was a dick move, goon!" When the dust cleared, Vocado flew off, leaving an ominous message about hell and parfaits. "HEY! Get back here, bastard! I'm not done with you- WOAH!" Vocado's goon had a spooky-looking bit of ki! And judging by the energy it was giving off, that thing could vaporize him or Chime given the chance. Oh yeah, Chime! Vocado was coming after him!
While Yogu finished sizing up his new opponent, the guy let out a cheesy line. "The best I can do? Nah. Not even close. I wouldn't waste my best on that bastard's minion! Get real here, pal. You're the small fry! A fancy ki attack isn't gonna change that!" Yogu was about to charge at Cress and punch him in the face, but something got his attention. Well, three things to be exact. The first two were massive energies that he sensed. Both were familiar and brought up bad memories. But he knew at least one of them was there to help. And that third thing? Well...
"HEY CHIME THERE'S A MASSIVE FUCKING SPACE SHIP IN THE SKY!"
And coming out of that massive space ship was none other than Kraktus. Just when he thought the fight couldn't get any crazier, Oboe's energy grows even larger! Was- Was it even bigger than Yogu's?! When that whole Namek thing happened, Yogu was way stronger than the Guru. Funny how times change. The Namekians newfound power gave Yogu all the confidence he needed to keep going. He even went as far as to telepathically taunt Vocado, "Oooooh boy! You're in a whole lotta trouble now, huh? Maybe if you still feel that regret and you beg and plead a lot we'll let you go! HAHAHAHA!" Focusing back on Kraktus, Yogu was a little confused by how he would fit into the fight. The guy was an enigma. Whose side was he on? Yogu looked back up at him as he spoke, and he was suddenly a lot bigger and eldritch looking than the young ghost remembered. He would work with whoever gave the best reasons? Eh, that was something he could leave to Oboe and Chime. Those guys were better at talking than him.
Yogu finally brought his eyes back to Cress. Who was still sitting there, charging that attack of his. That ki began to crackle and give off a bright glow in the heavy rainfall. It really was a beautiful sight, very picturesque. It would've been nice for a photo. Yogu finally had an idea on what he'd try to do to stop Cress. So while he was gathering his energy he decided to chat up who else but, Kraktus! Yogu just couldn't help himself when it came to talking. Using telepathy he spoke, "Yo, I don't know what Chime's gonna say to you but these guys betrayed their whole kingdom. Now I don't know about you, but I think that's a pretty bad track record for betrayal. What's gonna stop them from doin' the same to you?"
Yogu was a little worried about what was to come. He didn't have a lot of energy. He'd be using practically everything that was in his reserves to deliver a good hit. And he didn't even know if it'd put a stop to the guy! But he had to try. If that attack finished charging... Well, this goon would probably be promoted to right-hand man. And Yogu couldn't have that! "What was that thing Monster used to do durin' fights? He'd like, bulk up and stuff... Alright. One... Twoooo..." Yogu's ethereal form went from normal looking ghost Yogu to Buffgu. His energy changed, becoming a lot more aggressive. And that's just what Yogu was looking for. The harder he could punch, the better! He had to make the last of his energy count!
Yogu's aura gathered around him, slowly focusing in towards his four fists until all of his ki was focused into them. "Well whatever your name is, this ain't my best. But I'm sure it'll do! KI FOCUS!" Yogu launched himself at Cress head on! Swerving around the ki Cress was charging in front of him, Yogu aimed to deliver two strong ki-infused right hooks with his double-righties. Then going for a two-handed leftie uppercut to finish off his barrage of punches. With any luck, the blows would connect and interrupt that charge. "GO TO HELL!"
Whether or not those blows ended up being successful, Yogu stumbles back and his vision goes blurry. "Oh man, that was... Lotta ki... Definitely overexerted myself!" Suddenly, the extra arms at Yogu's side disappear! Then his energy begins to dwindle drastically. Yeah, he had definitely made a mistake. Within a matter of moments, Yogu was a shadow of his former self. "Aw, crap..." Remembering just how close Yogu was to an enemy, he dashes backwards trying to get as far away from Cress as possible while remaining on the little island the fight had been raging on. Another bolt of lightning crashes down some distance away, and thunder rumbles through Yogu's ears. "Yo Chime, I know what you said about the whole dying thing, but I'm in some pretty dire straits here!" Wacky crazy epic gamer post!!!!!!
Yogu uses [UT2] Telepathy to talk to Vocado, Kraktus, and Chime. He also uses [UT] No Control! bulking sig which gives him +2/-3, making his PL 3,058,895/2,159,220
Yogu then attacks Cress with [A1] Ki Focus! The Damage dealt is 1,009,436.
His KP Reaches 0, and he is therefore returned to his Base form. PL is now 179,935
Cress zipped away from him before his attack could even truly start, almost faster than Chime could follow with his eyes. He stopped beside Vocado and began to charge his power. In just a moment or two the energy was already devastating, enough to send a chill down Chime's spine. He knew there was no shield he could conjure that would protect him from that, and he was briefly thankful this fight wasn't taking place on the Lookout, like so many others. There was nothing valuable out on this little, rainy island to worry about being destroyed, save for the people on it, and maybe some beach crabs.
Vocado wasted no time covering for his teammate. He launched himself across the sands at Chime, and for an instant two ki-blue pairs of eyes met, both with violent intent. Chime raised his arms, ready to defend himself, but before the first punch could be thrown, several other things happened.
The shadow Kraktus' ship cast wasn't really noticeable in the already dark, stormy landscape, but the power that accompanied it was. Yogu's helpful scream of BIG FUCKIN' SPACESHIP made it impossible to ignore, too. The ground under Vocado moved, seemingly of its own accord, and Chime's head whipped up in time to see not only the ship, and Kraktus descending out of it, but another figure, green and blue with a long stretchy arm aimed at intercepting the Saiyan further. It was a strange feeling, to see both a great enemy and a great friend appear at once. Did that mean this was a three-versus-three now? He wasn't sure where Kraktus stood with the Saiyans, but for now Chime leaped to Oboe's side. The Guru had gotten strong, much stronger than Chime, and leagues stronger than any other Dragon Caste member he'd ever known. He was momentarily awed. Power like this was reserved for Warriors, not healers and mages like them, but there he stood.
"Brother! I don't know what you're doing here, but I'm glad you came." Chime told Oboe, shooting the taller Namekian a brief, strained smile. It faded quickly when Oboe called out to Vocado. Turn around and leave? No, that wasn't an option here, not for them. Chime's expression went closed off and hard, and though he addressed Oboe, it was Vocado that he glared daggers at as he spoke, "Oboe, I know you mean well, and ordinarily I'd agree with you, but we can't let these two go. For the sake of this planet, we have to end them."
Yogu's voice in his mind shook him from his death-glare at Vocado, and he looked over to where his ghost friend was fighting Cress. He'd let out a barrage of attacks, but it clearly left him drained. His form was more spectral, less stable, and his power had dropped to match. Chime frowned in worry and thought. The smaller bean from the bonsai tree had worked on him, so logically the larger one would, too? He just hoped it wasn't a dud, the senzu was really old. He'd been toting it around for over a year now, and who knows how long Kanrin had it before that. Nevertheless, he reached into his sash to pull out the bean, wrapped in a square of cloth, and shot out his elastic Namekian arm across the battlefield to give it to him. "Take this. It was a gift from Kanrin, so sorry if it's stale."
Finally, Chime turned to Kraktus. The mass of tentacles that he became was still disturbing to him, and even more so when he spoke. Words should not come out of something so...eugh. What he said was surprising, though. He didn't know which side to fight on, and wanted them to vie for his allegiance. Unexpected, and the thought of fighting alongside someone like Kraktus was unsettling, but he'd take any advantage they could get. Chime's arm snapped back to a normal length, like a rubber band, and he stepped forward to shout up to Kraktus.
"If you're the Father of Chaos as you said, then your choice is clear. One side is two Namekians, both guardians of different planets, both creators of Dragon Balls, powerful mages that could create anything if we worked together." He was exaggerating a bit, but if they put their magic, creativity, and intellects together, he was sure they could make some amazing things, "Plus a once cursed, twice dead ghost boy, who has tried to kill both of us in the past. Your other option is..." He made a sweeping gesture at Cress and Vocado, with a look of disdain, "Two Saiyans bent on destruction, that yell and punch and then yell some more. A couple of brutes. That sounds boring and straightforward to me, by comparison. Not chaotic at all."
Chime met Vocado's gaze again, with a challenging look that said beat that. Chime trades his SENZU BEAN to Yogu!
PL: 1,430,000 KP: 4/7 (First turn of no KP spent) Damage: 45%
Last Edit: Jan 21, 2020 3:07:04 GMT -6 by Chime: fixed colors
He felt the grasping limb long before he sensed it. So focused he was on his target that he’d gone into tunnel vision. Instead of lashing out and striking the Namekian, his fist went wide, and his body was pulled through the air like a bungee cord had hit its limit. Vocado groaned through the air, catching himself a few feet away from the chaos. Another cloud entered the arena, this one an imposing and powerful mage.
”Guru! Apologies for leaving you hanging so long ago. I didn’t take you for the vengeful type, though. Did I leave a tab unpaid or something?”
The powerful sorcerer issued his taunt, to which the Super Saiyan could only laugh. The Guru’s power was impressive, sure, but nothing he hadn’t handled before.
”A stunning speech, but you’re no Xylo, dear Guru. Namekians are born to be subjugated! They’re little more than magic wands on leashes. You best run back to Namek before someone tries blowing it up again.”
Suddenly, another power spiked. The boy’s Ki bulged, and so too did his body. With a furious roar, Yogu assaulted Cress with a barrage of fists and feet. Before his attacks landed, however, his target would be protected by Vocado himself.
The once-king had blurred into position, blocking the first few strikes with superior speed and precision. The uppercut, however, was far too strong to deflect, and left Vocado reeling from the pain. He stumbled backwards, blood leaking from his lip as the skies darkened ever-further. This time, the cloud joining the sky was a massive spaceship.
Kraktus has reared his ugly head too. Growing in size, the squid gurgled out a horrid laugh, requesting that the two factions beg for his alliance. Vocado rolled his eyes as he regained his stance.
Chime belted out his reasoning first. While the Namekian was busy, Vocado dealt with a little distraction of his own. Yogu telepathically taunted him across the way, trying to trip up the Super Saiyan. It was a valiant effort, he supposed, but ultimately wasted. He shrugged the boy off, focusing instead on responding to Kraktus after Chime had finished
”They’re nothing but glorified hall monitors! Their goal is to restore order; to stop people like you and I! We have differences, but we’re both warriors of fate. If you side with them, you side against yourself.”
He turned to Chime, and scowled as he floated near Cress. Powerful as his attack was, it was slow and took time to realize its full power. He needed to guard Cress with his life.
Would they be able to win if Kraktus turned to the light? It wasn’t feasible. Ruining any chance of someone else using the balls, though? That seemed doable.
If they were going to go down, that seemed a viable option. He didn’t see that happening, though. Perhaps Pride was in the way, but Vocado was confident Kraktus would ally with them. He was too conniving— too prideful in his own way to offer his services to a group of do-gooders.
There’s no way of knowing that, The Apparition said, her visage appearing in the crackling Ki near Cress. You might have to kill that little Namekian boy because you failed me. Do you want that? Do you truly wish to fail again?
”No...” KP: 3/3 Used [SIG] Ultra Intuition to dodge into the way of the Ki Focus. Took full damage from Ki Focus (38%) One charge of Ultra Intuition remains
Total Damage Taken: 96%
+1 KP for no tech use
Skipped Cress with permission
Last Edit: Jan 14, 2020 21:18:27 GMT -6 by Vocado: Attack and transformation removed
VOCADO, OF HOUSE BONEMOON- Fate's Monster APP: LINK
Cress chuckled while listening to Yogu whine. It seemed as if he was surprised by its spike in power shortly after the attack landed. Meanwhile, his scouter wildly beeped as it alerted him to two new arrivals. 'This could be bad', Cress thought as he nodded after Vocado spoke, who flew over to attack Chime. Yogu took this opportunity to do some shit talking. "Small fry? I'm sure this ki is more powerful than anything you could hope to make." Just as things were about to get going, Yogu's attention was drawn away by none other than one of the signatures on his scouter. It drew in Cress' attention as well. It was Kraktus, the guy from Arcose that'd fought the Queen and presumably Nashua. How was he still alive? A question to ask either one of them later, but for now he had to focus on fighting.
The massive Kraktus made himself a very large and noticeable target. Cress would attempt to win his favor though, not wanting this to become a two on four. "We plan on causing some chaos ourselves! You should come join us, countless worlds will fall once this is said and done! Besides, we don't have anything against each other, do we? Nashua did want to kill me too."
After that the other person that his scouter was picking up showed up. A namekian that he'd never seen before. He seemed to know Vocado though. Through listening he was able to find out this was the Guru, but a different one. Could this possibly be the one from Namek? Suddenly Yogu would decide to attack him, only for Vocado to stop him. "Thanks. That attack may have stopped my charge.", he says.
Cress would raise the ring of vibrant red energy over his head. "Kraktus, you should join in on the fun. There'll be a lot more bloodshed and chaos." A lightning bolt struck the attack as it neared its full potential.
STILL CHARGING BULKING HAS NOW FULLY DEACTIVATED POWER LEVEL IS NOW 2,432,000
Last Edit: Jan 14, 2020 21:33:50 GMT -6 by Cress: editing
Dorei's entrance wasn't grand, it wasn't flashy, nor was it a bright display of power. He simply walked across the churning waters, his foot falls as if he was walking on the ground. His cigarette burning brightly as he took his puff and blew the smoke into the air. Silver eyes watching the scene unfold before him. He had heard the shouting, the pitiful sounds of dogs howling about chaos and their wants to bring destruction and bloodshed. His ears almost couldn't believe what he heard.
The Shinjin simply kept quiet as he walked forward, his energy growing with each passing moment as he grew more angry at this bunch of insolent fools. They wanted to bring chaos to HIS universe? To destroy all that his people had created? To kill like rampaging bulls in a china shop? They really had the balls to be shouting this shit? His silver eyes blazing with anger now, his decision had been made.
With lightning speeds, the Shinjin was standing or rather, floating next to the Namekian named Oboe. His gaze firmly fixed upon the saiyans and their squid ally. They must be out of their minds, and as he tossed his cigarette to the ocean below, Dorei removed his hoodie only to toss it too into the wind where it disappeared as if magic had dispelled it.
"I'll be frank with ya Mr Namekian... I don't work for free usually... But Just this once... I'll say you owe me one."
It was arrogant to say this to a new found ally, but frankly Dorei was in no mood to argue this now. He was growing angry at this fucking dragon balls... and he was about to beat the shit out of some chaotic fanatics.
"Names Dorei, A shinjin... A God of order and a killer for hire... Don't ask how it works because honestly, I don't give a shit about explaining it."
Dorei said, addressing Oboe in particular. He was the strongest one here save the saiyan on the other side. Dorei let out a sigh as he soothed the raging beast within, his muscles bulking up as he powered up to full strength.
"So boys... Its a ghost, two namekians and a Shinjin versus two saiyans and a squid.... what a fucking day this will be."
Dorei said nothing else as he got into a stance, his eyes fixed on the weaker saiyan of the bunch. He could tell this man was preparing something massive... and Dorei was going to need to be ready to counter whatever it was. It truly was going to be one HELL of a day.
PL: 185,000 x 20 = 3,700,000 KP: 3/3 Dorei is here boi's and he is PISSED!
Post by General Kraktus on Jan 15, 2020 13:26:19 GMT -6
Kraktus grand entrance was ruined when another face arrived. Oboe arrived and his power was massive. Kraktus would never have expected the guru to have a power that outstripped his own. But he was on the side of good fighting with Chime and Yogu. He disliked Oboe a great deal finding him to be a coward and a weakling. Yet now he seemed to be neither. Still, his disposition was not for him. It was tempting to join to wipe the confidence that Oboe now had away from his face. The first one to respond to him was Yogu with telepathy. He made the point that they had betrayed the kingdom so why would they not betray him. Though he was the master of betrayal he had to keep in mind Vocado knew that and would plan to turn on him first. There could only be one master at the end.
After Yogu’s own reason why to join the team loser, he gave a few other offers. Chime gave a tempting as hell offer making the point that Oboe and him had great powers that they could offer to him. He didn’t expect the Kami to offer him anything of value. There was something Chime and Oboe had that he did want so joining their side for it would be desirable but he could not be sure they’d keep there offer. Cress's offer was all about the chaos but the offer that he took the most serious were the words of Vocado. He seemed to put himself on the same level. As a warrior of fate?, “Tempting you are both giving me good offers. To destroy the forces of earth and cause them to disappear or turn around and cause the saiyan warrior a shred of fear with my overwhelming power. Whatever side I choose I move fate in my design. Truly a warrior of fate.” Kraktus was the balance.
Then before he could voice his choice a new member arrived someone named Doriel. For whatever reason he made it clear he was a killer for hire that now worked for Chime for whatever reason. The man was quite powerful though. “I see well then the hero’s got four warriors to the saiyans two. Still, if I join one side it will guarantee that side victory.” Chime and Oboe were non-fighters, Yogu looked hurt and this Shinjin was strong but Cress was powering up some devastating attack. He could kill one of them and turn the fight to a three on three. Plus he had a healing item. A trump card of all trump cards. He loved being the one to decide how the universe would go. How fate would be handled. “I have made my choice so stand at attention as I speak.” Kraktus roared to everyone in attendance his eyes lingering on Vocado.
He didn’t speak for a few seconds just eyeing the man in deep thought before he finally opened his mouth.“ You said something before about Fate? That I am a warrior of fate? So you think you have some destiny. Maybe your some warrior of fate? I, on the other hand, I am a warrior of chaos. I don’t follow anyone or anything’s fate. I create my own. That is why I am better than anyone else. I ain’t controlled by anything. I am Kraktus!” His aura flared to life as he cackled. “Though you do honor me I think all your offers are tempting. But there is something I want badly.” Kraktus looked at Chime. “I shall fight on the side of the Kami.” Kraktus declared. “But I want you to get rid of the dragonballs. Use them for the last time then deactivate them. As long as you remain Kami you must swear never to allow there use. They are ambonations to the world and cause violence and peril. They are more dangerous than they are worth.” A heel turn to be sure but he needed them gone. Maybe he could pull Oboe in as well so he could get rid of the dragon balls without anyone being able to make a new set.
Last Edit: Jan 15, 2020 13:28:26 GMT -6 by General Kraktus: added color coat
The situation must’ve been dire for Chime to make such a comment. To not even try to find a peaceful resolution? The duo must’ve been responsible for much of the chaos that had erupted around them as of late. The voice that broke his thoughts however was so full of hate, disgust and malice that even though he mocked the Namekian in his tone – Oboe could clearly resonate the sheer wickedness held within each and every syllable. His face twisted in a contorted look of irritation and anger as not only was he initially compared – or brought to comparison – to a warlord such as the former ruler of Namek, Xylo, but to state this hos people only existed to be subjugated? That cut deep to the bone.
“At one-point Vocado, I’d of considered you a friend. Both to myself and to my people – yet even then, after you dispatched the boy…” Of course, he referred to Yogu; “I had sensed something was not right. All that has transpired here, all that has come since you left my world is my fault. I should’ve been wiser to your true nature. Lady Korla was right…”
The Glaring hate became more palpable as the ground rumbled beneath his feet. His emotions were impacting the surrounding area as too was the others. This was a dangerous field to be present on and while he stood protectively beside Chime, Oboe’s focus was laser cut. Vocado was all he could see at this moment and time.
“You Saiyans truly are a Blight. I suppose everything you said on my world was a lie. Every promise you stand here having broken, every word and nicety a simple ruse. I’m glad you were unable to gather the orbs for your wish back at home…and I’ll be damned if I’ll let you accomplish your wicked ends here – on this world. I may not be its guardian, but I will die to protect the Dragon Balls – Namek’s or Earths – from such greedy, self-serving meatheads like yourselves!”
As the familiar, Squid-like maniac went off on his crazed display of chaotic feeligns. Would he side with Chime? Would he side with the Saiyans? Oboe could care-less. Simply seeing the Maniac normally would fill his mind and heart with anger and disgust – the being responsible for so much in the waning days of the first Dragon Ball Hunt – yet right now, with his focus on Vocado, Oboe didn’t quite seem to be paying attention. When the other arrived, it wasn’t their declarations of normally working for a price and how they were a shinjin of order.
The Dragonballs bring all sorts it seems..
Oboe nodded his thanks to the new arrival, both unsure of his identity and motivations on a personal level – he had nothing left to do but hope that the man stood for exactly what he’d stated. With so much going on, so many agreeing to fight for Chime, Oboe’s look of consternation became a smug and almost taunting expression.
“Well, Now you have it Vocado; A true Saiyan would stand here and face these insurmountable odds with glory in their heart and a battle-cry on their throat…yet…” Staring at the two; “I don’t think Cowards have it in them to feel joy at such an arrangement. You should probably start running…this might be your only chance, the powers gathered here? To stop you? I Don’t forsee you overcoming, Old Friend.”
Hissing out the last Words, Oboe could only hope that his bravado and the presence of others would work in dissuading the Saiyan from further violence. He agreed, partially, with Chime’s assessment – but his own moral compass wasn’t quite ready to blatantly end someone without more information.