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Post by Chromo on Jan 10, 2020 20:45:46 GMT -6
PRACTICE MAKES SEMI-PERFECT
CHROMO'S PL: 176,000
An unholy shriek echoed in the skies above the Tenka'ichi Grounds. Fallen at the feet of a red-eyed beast was a pile of unconscious bodies. The monster had dove down from the skies out of nowhere demanding a fight, and had made quick work of each and every would-be tournament fighter that challenged him. So what if he interrupted a harmless local tournament? Half of the participants were just teenagers, but that was no excuse for not even giving him a warmup! The insectoid assailant stood tall at two feet, turning to hiss at the remaining small crowd in the stands.
"Idiots! Weaklings! Ants! All of you are dummies!" A shrill, childish tone jeered at the civilians. "Not a single one of you morons have even handled more than two of my weakest heckin' attacks!" The beast skittered to the ledge of the tiled arena, eyes glowing a vicious red. An uncomfortable amount of dagger-length teeth filled the beetle's jaws, bared and shining in the sunlight to threaten the quivering innocents. "If you can't bring me ONE idiot who can at least make me stretch my legs, then I'll blow up this entire stinkin' place! Now SKEDADDLE!" With that, the stragglers all ran off with screams to heed the villain's orders, lest the entire tournament grounds suffer... Chromo sighed. He didn't actually plan on blowing up any more big places or killing anyone- he'd sworn off that months ago. But it was a really good motivator to get the strong people out to fight him. He'd even managed to drag the bodies of the poor rookie fighters he'd knocked out in the lobby on much more comfortable seats after he found himself alone. The toddler chittered to himself. Tarch would be mad if he saw this. But it was for the greater good! He needed as much last-minute practice he could get to bring his sibling back!
He sighed, lying on his back on the arena ledge while kicking his feet to and fro in increasing boredom. He started flipping around one of his cans of Hetap to try and keep himself occupied, but it did little to ease his restlessness. Surely someone would show up to at least entertain him. Any minute now...
OOC: All are free to join this thread- while Chromo is looking for a fight to stretch his muscles or even be genuinely challenged, feel free to approach him in other ways as well if you wish! Even if you don't have the power to fight him, don't feel discouraged to join.
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Bacter
Newcomer
PL: 15,000
Tag: @celljr2000
Posts: 25
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Post by Bacter on Jan 11, 2020 2:16:12 GMT -6
"Well, I'd offer to join in, but I doubt I'd do much better"
Bacter slowly floated down into the Budokai stadium, keeping his eyes on the other, honestly far more powerful than him Bio Android. "Your Chromo, right? A bio-Android made by...Dr Shima? Or was it someone else. Either way your currently the most powerful Bio Android on the planet. Wish I recognized you the First time we ran into eachother."
To be honest, Bacter was excited by the existence of the stronger Bio Android. Chromo was one of the most powerful beings he had ever met, and they haven't even REACHED a perfected form? And with Bacter being a newer, hypothetically more advanced Bio Android...imagine how strong he would be when he caught up!
"I'm a big fan of yours, actually, but honestly, I'm only at about 15,000 in my power level according to my Dad, and your last reading was way higher than that. I only came here to try and find someone to train against, but you outclass me greatly and these others guys are in no shape to fight."
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Post by Heat on Jan 11, 2020 21:06:48 GMT -6
Once again on his curious trek throughout planet Earth, Heat seemed to have found another little oddity, one of the countless ones that dotted the surface of this strange, curious world. This time, it was one he was actually aware of, though, and he was indeed actively searching for it. He had heard whispers and utters of a great arena located in a small little island off in the sourthern edges of the world, where the greatest of fighters congregated and the greatest of tournaments took place. Despite an official world tournament not being held currently, it's not like people couldn't just step in the ring and have their own little scuffles. Even though Heat expected the people there to be complete pushovers to the mechanical war machine that he was, his life wasn't all about fighting, so maybe taking a trip to the tropics would be a good enough distraction for the moment.
However, from the first moment he placed his foot upon the entrance of the Tenka'ichi Budōkai Grounds, he realized something was wrong, and there would probably be something wrong with him if he didn't notice. There was a crowd of screaming, fleeing earthlings running away from the main arena of the tournament grounds, whilst some of them stayed behind and argued loudly amongst themselves. Heat calmly made his way through the ground that ran past him, walking towards whatever it was they were running from, until one of the groups of humans that argued and yelled to eachother took notice of the tall, intimidating Android, suddenly becoming quiet as they craned their heads, staring intently towards him, the group of burly, sweaty and dangerous-looking men suddenly circling Heat, as he stopped in his tracks, confused and weary. "Alright, nab 'em!" Yelled one of the men, a few fellows behind Heat suddenly closing in on him and grabbing tightly onto his back, attempting to lift him up.
Bad move, though. The Android was immediatly alerted, mistaking their actions as attacking him, the Android's eyes turning to a dangerous-looking bright red color as he quickly whipped his body around, capitalizing on the speed of his sudden spin by sticking his knee out, kneeing one of the men on the side of his chest, hard enough for him to be launched towards his companions, all of them rolling several feet on the floor, either completely knocked out or too stunned to get up and fight back. Heat blinked, and his eyes went back to their usual white coloration, the Android whipping his head around and glaring towards the commanding man, his look being enough to completely disarm him and his friends of any will to fight.
Heat walked past them as they did like the previous crowd, running past him, screaming their lungs out and completely ignoring their defeated friends as they left them behind. Eh, maybe calling them 'friends' was an overstatement after all. Heat walked past the now-abandoned grounds, an eerie feeling creeping up his body as he cautiously strolled towards the main arena, anxious to see whatever it was that scared so many people enough to get them to completely abandon the tournament grounds. Perhaps he should have gotten one of those snazzy Saiyan gadgets, those scouters, because then he wouldn't have to wrack his mind with speculation and worry, but since he didn't, he'd just have to deal with his poor choices.
Heat soon felt stupid for worrying so much, however. As he walked out of the waiting area of the main arena, he was greeted with... he didn't even know. Two oversized bugs, chatting with eachother, one of them even playing with an empty can of soda. For the first time in his life, a snort came from Heat, followed by a quiet chuckle, only for that to turn to roaring laughter, the Android cackling to the sky as he placed his hands to his stomach, feeling it hurt from his loud laughter. Once he finally managed to calm himself down, though, he looked over to the two strange little insectoids, a hand on his head and a big grin on his lips, the light on his forehead shining a bright green. "Seriously?! Those Earthlings evacuated the entire tournament grounds 'cuz of two little insects?! Hah.. Hahaha!"
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Dorei
Newcomer
PL: 185,000
Frustration (x2P) Anger (x10P) Rage (x20P)
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Post by Dorei on Jan 13, 2020 21:21:49 GMT -6
The tournament grounds had been near where Dorei was currently lounging about. He had heard about a small time tournament going on but it had been for teenagers. So having come here to sign up for the prize money only ended in failure, yet he was able to find a man who was taking bets at the local bar. So he sat at the bar, watching through the TV at the tournament. Everyone was taking their bets on who would win this or that, until a bug had come out of no where to interrupt it.
This had lead Dorei to demand his money back, which then lead to more trouble, then a fight, and then a death. So Dorei stood outside the bar, holding the money he had taken from the now dead bet man. Yet he was frustrated, angry almost that his bet had to end in a death even if it came out in his favor. His bored gaze upon the stadium, debating on teaching the tiny bug a lesson it wouldn't forget. He could feel other powers there, but none who could beat the bug. He was torn between his policy of never fighting without a reason to, and the fact he was angry now.
After a brief inner turmoil, the Shinjin began his way to the stadium. It had taken a bit of time with all the worried parents, the local security refusing entrance and the confusing interior. It didn't take long before he was finally walking down the sidewalk, cigarette in his mouth as he advanced toward the bug child's location. His frustration only building at the sight of a tiny immature freak who was flailing its frustrations out.
He stopped at the edge of the stadium, silver eyes looking at the bug with a bored expression, but his power was coming from him in wispy smoke trails. It was chilling and cold as he contemplated killing just for all the shit he had found on this world. Dragon balls, arrogant individuals, and jobs going up in smoke. It was... a infuriating turn of events. Yet here he was cleaning up a mess that others shouldn't let happen. Some alien's child was running around like an idiot, ruining events and hurting people.
"mmmm..."
Dorei started, closing his eyes as he removed the cigarette from his mouth, one hand in his pocket while he considered what to say.
"Look kid... I... ahh fuck it... Leave bug... I ain't here to baby sit ya or find your parents. You are interrupting a tournament. So get off the stage else I'll have to escort you off the grounds."
He didn't like the idea of doing someone elses job and the more he thought about what he said the more he realized he just didn't want to be here. Yet frankly this whole situation was just irritating to begin with. He didn't even realize that the hand holding the cigarette was bloody, but not from a wound upon his hand but the murder he had committed recently. He stood there silently, waiting for the bug to either attack or leave.
PL: 185,000
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Post by Chromo on Jan 15, 2020 14:37:59 GMT -6
PRACTICE MAKES SEMI-PERFECT
CHROMO'S PL: 176,000
Chromo's boredom was interrupted by a slightly familiar voice. He turned to the skies with an excited gasp, but his hopeful expression sunk back to disappointment as the other bio-android said he wasn't going to fight. Still, he nodded to affirm his identity... But as Bacter tried to guess his creator, Chromo's eyes turned red with hatred. "No, I wasn't. I won't talk about my mother unless you want to die that badly." The beetle spat the words out like poison- hostility and rage filled the words he snarled out. Mommy issues, of the worst kind.
Still, Chromo shook his head to snap himself out of his bloodlust. The red faded from his eyes, replaced with his wide, beady brown pupils. "But yeah! I'm the strongest there is! Which makes finding good training hard, cause like nobody's strong enough to give me a warm-up." The beetle casually chirped in stark contrast to his hateful words from only moments ago. "Strong people come out when stuff stirs up, usually! So that's what I'm doing! It's genius, right?" A foolproof plan! What could go wrong? "Wanna make bets about when the strong people'll get here? I bet-"
A torrent of laughter interrupted the child before he could say anything else. There was some weird three-eyed purple guy laughing at... them? Chromo narrowed his eyes. "Wow. Rude." The beetle hissed in his childish tone. "Big talk for some idiot who hasn't even thrown hands with me yet! You wanna go, nerd?! Huh?!?" Chromo challenged, raising his claws and curling them to mimic boxing gloves. He had no idea if the android was just dumb and weak as the rest of the tourney-goers he'd trashed, or a genuine challenge. He hoped for the latter. "Just watch and learn! You're gonna be watchin' the best of the best fight, after all!" He turned to Bacter with a chirp.
Another face showed up to challenge the beetle, earning an excited click from the bug. Chromo waggled like an overexcited dog at Dorei's arrival. Two fighters! He was in luck! But as the grown-up went to scold him, his excitement faded at the mention of his parents. "My parents are dead." He bluntly chittered. But this wasn't about his tragic backstory, this was about exciting fights! "And what if I wanted to fight in the tournament too, huh? The flyers said it was open invite!" He reached under his wing, pulling out a half-eaten flyer for reference. Conveniently, the "qualifications for entry" bit was torn and missing.
"Y'know what? I say we make our own tournament! I'll fight that dumb nerd first," He gestured to Heat with a mocking smile. "And the winner gets to fight you! C'mon, it'll be fuuuuuuun!" The excited bugger flew around Dorei in circles before hovering back onto the arena. "...Oh! And you can be the announcer-judge-guy!" Quickly remembering Bacter's presence, he assigned a role to the other bug. Chromo had already gotten ahead of himself, already fantasizing the exciting fights, the practice and power he'd get from this outing regardless of what any of the others had to think or say...
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Bacter
Newcomer
PL: 15,000
Tag: @celljr2000
Posts: 25
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Post by Bacter on Jan 15, 2020 20:42:58 GMT -6
"Ok, Ok, parents are a no-no subject sorry." Bacter replied apalogetically. "I've noticed the whole "Strong People Show up when trouble goes on" Trend too, but I don't really think that it..."
And then he heard the laughter...
Mocking Laughter...
Mocking laughter directed towards him (and Chromo.)
NO ONE MOCKS BACTER, THE PERFECT FIGHTER!
Bacter fires off a shot of Blue-Purple ki, dangerouslly close to Heat, but not hitting him, instead blowing up part of the stands. "KEEP LAUGHING CHUCKLENUTZ!"
Bacter appears to have been so angered by the laughter that he hasn't noticed the second arrival, more concerned with attempting to intimidate the Android who just walked in. "BECAUSE NOBODY MAKES FUN OF ME!"
Buggy Bomb, deal 30% of current power level, but does not make contact with anyone
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Post by Heat on Jan 17, 2020 16:11:28 GMT -6
Heat's PL: 43,350 (Anti-Aura) Heat was too preoccupied with damaging his internal components by laughing so hard to really pay attention to whatever it was that the childlike insectoid was saying to him, finishing his bout of cackling with a weak sigh, still chuckling a little to himself as he crossed his arms. " Nerd? I am such a jock." Was all that Heat offered in reply to the bio-android's mocking and taunting, quietly walking over and hopping onto the tournament ring that Chromo stood on, completely prepared to fight as he refused to take the bug seriously at all, especially not when he made sure to let his insectoid friend know just how cool and smart he was. That brought another unexpected smile to Heat's metallic lips as he snorted, taking up a mocking martial arts pose, like the ones you'd see in a corny martial arts action flick. His fun was cut a little short, however, as he noticed the shinjin appear and immediately sling threats to Chromo. Heat was just starting to have fun with the bio-android, but this guy had to show up with his fist dripping with blood. Wait, why was he dripping with blood? Whatever, Heat could probably ask him once this bit was over and done with. The android patiently awaited by the sidelines as the insectoid barked back to the shinjin, flinching a little as Chromo gestured to his direction and called him a nerd once more, that insult getting Heat a little upset for some reason as he clenched his fist, raising it and shaking it towards the bug's direction, a little bit of steam seemingly shooting out from the thin, segmented lines in his skin. " Hey, I'm not a [Grrzzt] nerd! My name's Heat, so how about you say that instead when you refer to m-" The android's heated scolding was soon cut short, however, as he noticed a colored sphere of energy rapidly flying his way, only barely whizzing past him and instead harmlessly crashing into the empty stands behind him. Heat's shock at almost being hit by the sudden attack was short-lived, and instead was quickly replaced with anger, even more hot steam emanating from Heat's mechanical body, the others swearing they could hear the sound of a boiling kettle coming from Heat's mechanical insides, his fist instead being shook towards Bacter. " HEY, THIS IS A [Kzzrtt] ONE-ON-ONE! WAIT YOUR TURN!" He yelled out, now turning his attention to chewing out the small insectoid right outside the arena. |
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Dorei
Newcomer
PL: 185,000
Frustration (x2P) Anger (x10P) Rage (x20P)
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Post by Dorei on Jan 17, 2020 22:23:44 GMT -6
Dorei watched as the beetle spoke of his parents being dead... the sadness in the bugs eyes and the look of hopelessness. Dorei hesitated in that moment, though it didn't show on the surface, his decision to attack was halted by the sudden look. Yet the bug then produced a piece of paper that spoke of the tournament, though part of it was torn off, Dorei was quickly able to read it. The words seemed to indicate it was indeed an open invite, and the bug had simply done as the paper said... Yet the news guy had spoken differently. Perhaps it was because he had beaten everyone out of order. He supposed that made sense...
Then the two began to fight among-st each other, Dorei's eyes lazily looking them over while they bicker among-st themselves. Dorei could very well beat them he felt, well at least the weird one... the three eye'd guy was unable to be felt which was worrying. Yet he had met others similar to that, and they had not been anything to worry about. Dorei however did keep his guard up, watching the two for a moment before returning his gaze to the bug.
"Alright then... I'll wait my turn."
Dorei said as he took a few steps back and produced a chair from thin air. He then set it down onto the grass before taking his seat with crossed legs. He would wait out their fight and then join in when it was time for his turn. He hadn't fought in a while, so he supposed it could be a good warm up to fight someone his strength for once.
"Seeing as this was a tournament and all the others were defeated, then we can have our own little fight."
With that Dorei would clap his hands and a cushion would appear beside him along with two other chairs of luxurious quality. They were for when the others were done fighting and those who were waiting were able to rest. Dorei then interlocked his fingers in his lap while he patiently waited to see who started fighting.
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Post by Chromo on Jan 26, 2020 19:05:23 GMT -6
CHROMO'S PL: 176,000
Chromo briefly glared at the Shinjin as he hesitated. Was this butthole pitying him for his parents being dead too? Well if he was, then he'd have to beat him thrice as hard as he was originally going to! Still, the man seemed to oblige after a moment. He had more important matters to think about anyways, if Bacter's sudden lash towards the android was any indicator.
"Psssh, don't worry, you dweeb. I'll kick his butt extra hard for making fun of you." Chromo chirped to his fellow bio-android with a sly wink. "Anyways, nerd," Either he didn't catch Heat's name or he didn't care, "Warming up is very important! So I'll go easy to start with you since you haven't done fighting stuff yet like I have. I'll keep using one-percent of my power!" He proudly proclaimed to return Heat's attention back to himself. He didn't know the actual math comparing his current strength to his maximum, but "one percent" was the proper menacing terminology he'd read in most comics where people were flexing on each other in fights. Rolling his shoulders and tapping his feet on the ground, Chromo readied himself in a low stance. "Ready? On three- THREE!" With that very brief warning, Chromo lurched forwards to start off combat with a swift headbutt with the side of his face- he didn't want to skewer the poor nerd with his horn yet... But needless to say, counting and patience was not Chromo's forte...
Chromo fires [A1] ATOMIC RAZE for 58,080 PL damage at Heat!
KP: 2/3 (-1)
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Post by Russé on Jan 26, 2020 19:36:50 GMT -6
Russé PL: 45,000
Russé was among the audience munching on snacks and observing many techniques thrown around between fighters. Like everyone else, the half saiyan is a common spectator who wanted to enjoy a good match in a gathering of the greatest martial artists, the Budokai Tenkaichi tournament. The spirit and energy of this place never fail to excite him, the overwhelming hollar and cheers with the addition of an announcer with a boisterous personality are one of the main drives to dwell in anticipation of those stepping into the ring. Unfortunately, Russé's mood became sour due to someone disagreeing with the idea of having fun. A warrior with an insect motif invaded the arena and challenged those to test their might against him or he will blow up the entire area. Their attitude reeks of immaturity as the bug hurdled insults every time it spoke. Many fighters accepted the proposal attempted to either subdue the creature or give in to his request for a fight, all of them stood no chance and they were defeated. Russé knew why they fell with minimum effort, this guy's energy is a magnitude stronger than any of the fighters who fought him, including himself. And that's not all There was a humanoid who appeared in the stadium, announcing the intruder's name to be Chromo and revealing he is a bio-android created by a Dr. Shima or another person, the angry insectoid implied he was created by his mother and seems to have a bad history with his creator. "Chromo...so that's his name." mentally collecting this information, now he has to figure out how to calm down this arrogant little brat..which won't even happen considering it looks like the fighter who claimed to be a fan of Chromo attacked another participant over being made fun of, resulting in the guy retaliating with attacks of his own, yeesh talk about being sensitive. Another fighter with power much stronger than all of them combined has come to challenge Chromo over his disruption of the tournament, however, he chose to wait for his turn as the humanoid robot who he referred to himself as Heat is Chrono's opponent for now. During the trading of insults between the fighters, he overheard the intruder mentioned his parents being dead, while Russé would naturally wish him condolences, it doesn't justify his behavior, if he wants to fight then he is gonna get one. "I"ll give ya a fight if that's what you want, I can tell your very strong judging by your energy level, It's been a little while since I fought anyone, this will be fun" eager to test the results of his training. [UT] Energy Sense Used |
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CHROMO - THE BEST BUG
