Ramen
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PL: 217,000
Akuma no Gisei (x16T) Soul Mastery (x24P)
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Post by Ramen on Feb 25, 2020 17:16:43 GMT -6
REALLY REAL MURDER| Ramen's PL: 5,200,000/4,200,000 |
With her power at its maximum, her muscles swollen and a once-familiar crimson red glow swelling around her form in a silent storm, Ramen made for an imposing sight -- even if she had sacrificed on speed and subtlety with the transformation. But even though she was slower than her usual top speeds, she was still a whole lot faster than she had been just a short few weeks ago. Mumbo and his Tuffle adversary might have had a chance to sense her coming, but there were only a precious couple moments between her first appearance en route to the mountain range, a little red speck on the horizon, and her arrival on the scene. She came in full force, powerful but unwieldy with her single-minded acceleration -- like a freight train rolling downhill. She had no mind to introduce herself, nor to wait for Mumbo's approval -- he had already made the call for help, just moments after she decided to go herself. It's not like he would be upset. Either way, she was more than a little frustrated right now, and his chosen dance partner would just have to be the one to help her exercise that... but even annoyed, she was able to pick up on what was happening before her, just moments before she was in range. She had come decidedly close to just charging in and throwing her strongest punch, something that would have ruined the Majin's trick. It didn't take much for her to tell what he was trying, when the mass of grey goo he had sent flying out grew to the point it could envelop his opponent, if given the chance. Rather than just knock the woman sky-high, she landed with a thud, digging her heels into the ground to bring her to a full stop before the woman. She skidded along the path, kicking up dirt, rock, and other debris as she ground out all of the momentum she built up. When she finally did come to a stop, she twisted and aimed a quick, right hook up with the intent of catching the woman by surprise, with a heavy but precise blow to the chin. It was more to daze her than anything else, to render her more susceptible to the ploy -- and if she wasn't stopped, she would put a little extra on the move by following up with a sudden knee aimed straight for the gut. All to stun her, of course... though she wouldn't be too concerned if she broke one or several ribs in the process. "I heard you needed help!" she shouted, as she hopped back to try to escape the perils of Mumbo's goo. "Man, you took a contract from a real asshole, you know that? He's my friend and all, but..."
Ramen joins the fray and tries to daze Korla to assist the absorb.
Base PL: 200,000
x24 Soul Mastery active.
[UT] Do or Die (x2/-x3) active.
KP 3/3
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Post by Korla on Feb 26, 2020 10:34:41 GMT -6
| Violet Burst Korla PL: 1,488,000 |
Korla was more than a little concerned as the mass of grey goo on her armor became even more active starting to expand itself no longer trying to get through her armor and instead trying to simply envelop her entirely, Korla would normally have debated briefly on how to respond but she rather promptly had her thoughts interrupted as her scouter began rapidly beeping and a red flash rushed into her vision and slammed into her with an explosion of stone and other debris. Korla expected extreme pain considering the brief glimpse at the power level she had seen but her entire body seemed to simply soften and reject the bulk of the impact of the red flash’s attacks, though even then Korla could still FEEL the impacts and it was far from pleasant, she could only image how bad it might have been were it not for… whatever she had just done. The only vague benefit of the attack was that it caused a momentary lapse in Mumbo’s attempt to cover her, the arrival of the other Stargoon also helped Korla make her decision, not that she had much in the way of options, the grey goo expanded further and further until it completely covered her, Korla’s armor was the only thing keeping it from making direct contact for now as she felt herself forcibly pulled in the general direction of Mumbo. She took the few moments that it took to send a message out to Iyokan through her scouter “Sorry, I think I’m beat, find Oboe.” the message was short and simple, she wished she could have sent something a bit… MORE… but she hardly had the time as she felt the mass impact Mumbo himself. “Here goes nothing…” Korla let out a breath and released her armor with a burst of energy not enough to cause any serious damage even at such range, but enough to give her a bit of ‘room’ room for Korla to break herself down, and for her own now amorphous form to seek entry into Mumbo’s system, if successful she would expand outward and begin a very rapid attempt to take control battering at Mumbo’s mind with everything she had. "You want me to be apart of you? Then I'll make sure you get even more than you expected!" With someone like that other Stargoon around this was really her only chance, her ace in the hole to turn things around, the changes she would attempt to make would hopefully not even be overtly difficult to make, turning the Majin against his team seemed unlikely to succeed, all she REALLY needed was to turn him against the Saiyan. If the Majin lead the group the others would presumably follow him.
Korla Multipliers: x12 Items: None Techniques: None Current KP: 3/3
Korla uses her Durability to reduce the impact of Ramen's attacks to keep her senses.
She then attempts to counter Mumbo's absorption with [UT] Tufflization!
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Feb 27, 2020 2:24:40 GMT -6
In a blur, the scene shifted. Mumbo was watching with intent as Korla tried to fight off the goop. It wasn't until a few seconds later, however, that Mumbo's surprise began to sprout. In what seemed like an instant, Ramen had arrived. Her power was insane! Stronger than whatever was going on behind them, that much was certain. With a killer combo, she stunned Korla tmeporarily, allowing Mumbo to collect the Tuffle into his own form. "Tanks, White. When'dya get so strong, anyways?"The two warriors connected, and Mumbo's body began reacting. Korla resisted as best she could, from what Mumbo could tell, but her efforts were in vain from his point of view. She was consumed, but strangely enough his body didn't change. It'd been a while since his last meal, but usually when he clamped down on a tough fighter he'd change somehow. The brats in Satan City gave him scales. The nerds at that really Large Camp made him look like a beefed-up Arcosian, but this? Nothing was happening. It was like she was swimming around inside. He could feel her worming around... "Guhh. Hold dat thot Ramen. I gots a case of-- Urp-- Indigestion I tink..."Something was SUPER wrong. This was totally new. Was his body rejecting her? No, no... She was a parasite. He could feel every motion she made, and it made his gummy skin crawl. Mumbo began to sweat something fierce. "Alright, uh... Ramen, if you wants to go back and help dem, dats fine, but if you wanna stay, Imma... Stop movin' fer a sec. Gonna try sometin'."He gave Ramen a worried look, but smiled nonetheless. As leader, he couldn't worry his team! "If you see my noggin split open in a minute, take a swing at whaddevah you see. Got it?"The Black Stargoon nodded. Reassuring himself more than anyone else, he supposed. This was something he always knew he could do, but certainly never tried before. Would he be able to reverse it? Would he be out of this fight for good after? The effort could KO him for months, or simply leave him sluggish for a couple seconds. The only way to find out was to give it a shot. With a deep breath, Mumbo closed his eyes, and suddenly slouched over. Slowly, but surely, his body began to float to the ground. If Ramen didn't touch him, he'd simply stand in the middle of the grassy field far below them, his eyes glazed over...
"A little rat is sneaking around..."The voice of a capricious imp echoed through Mumbo's body as Korla wormed her way through it. The journey to his brain cavity was short, but it gave the Majin more than enough time to pinpoint the girl's exact location. She tried to grab hold of his mind. To change and shape him however she wanted. On any other species, this would be a killer strategy. Hell, on most other Majin, this'd definitely get her somewhere fast. For Mumbo, though? Not a chance. A mighty shield erupted from the back of Mumbo's brain, fending off the grasping clawing form of Korla's parasitic self. An echoing laugh played like an infinite record through the halls of Mumbo's innards. The shield shoved, pushing Korla away from the brain. From above, a voice spoke. "Clever trick, little rat. I took you for a sneaky snake, but this is something else!"Mumbo laughed, and a quartet of voices laughed with him. Young and old, gruff and scrappy. These were the voices of the others. Garon, Kari, Ledinjin, Thaw. Their faces, imprinted in the walls of his head, let out their laughs in unison. Okay, maybe Mumbo was overdoing it with the creepy factor. When would he ever get another chance like this, though? He had to play it up just a little. "Don't worry, bucko. I'm not gonna kill you. They always taste better when the air's flowing!"From the "floor" of the room, a bubbling mass erupted. The massive (for the size they were at, anyway) shape of a Majin appeared, though he seemed a bit different from what Korla would be used to. He had no horns or gems on his person, but he was no less intimidating. "Show me what you've got, worm." With immense force, Mumbo's inner projection would attempt to strangle Korla, before pinning her to the ground. All he needed was a good few seconds of direct, uninterrupted contact. Then he could wrap her up and be done with this mess.
KP: 3/3
Current Damage: 29%
[UT] Boiling Point flavorly in use (to display Mumbo's vulnerability from inside, while also having more control and power) (x11/x10P)
Current PL: 1,430,000 / 1,300,000
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PL: 217,000
Akuma no Gisei (x16T) Soul Mastery (x24P)
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Post by Ramen on Feb 27, 2020 19:04:43 GMT -6
REALLY REAL MURDER| Ramen's PL: 5,200,000/4,200/000 |
It was hard to tell what was going on. One moment, Mumbo was talking like normal, and the next -- he was giving her some kind of warning. Indigestion, he claimed. But given the change that had come about the alien, she could tell it was some kind of strange technique. Mumbo's last comment provided the important clue: something coming out of his 'noggin'. She recalled his previous issues with the pink Majin living inside him. It seemed that the alien was trying to exploit something similar. Whatever was happening, he just sort of... floated to the ground. His eyes were open, but no one was home.
"Lovely," she murmured under her breath. "Look, I don't know if you can hear me right now, but spit that thing back out so I can fry it. I thought that girl was some big, bad defender, but now it just seems like she's gross and desperate. Better off just vaporizing her and getting it over with."
It was almost tempting to take Mumbo up on his offer and return to the main fight. She knew she could probably trust him to sort out whatever she was trying to do to him, and they could probably use her help with Typha. But on the off chance that she managed to overwhelm him or imbalance him, it'd just end up doing more harm than good to be too far to help. So, she summoned up a sphere of ki in her palm, watching and waiting.
"If you want, I can blast whatever's in you -out- of you, if you can point it out," she suggested. She knew at least one technique that could accomplish that. "As long as you can still heal yourself like normal."
At that, she let out a sharp breath of air. It was just a waiting game now -- to see if Mumbo really could handle his business all on his own.
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Post by Korla on Feb 29, 2020 17:11:18 GMT -6
| Violet Burst Korla PL: 1,488,000 |
Her brief attempt at Tuffleizing Carro had taught Korla quite a bit about her abilities in this ‘form’ and most importantly about her limits, weaker minds and simply those with less power than her were easy targets to convert, those with particularly strong mental resiliance and power however proved to be far more difficult. To her surprise she found Mumbo to be impressively resiliant, perhaps it had something to do with his decentralized brain, at least that was what Korla assumed he had based off of their previous interactions and how difficult afflicting him was proving to be. The real surprise however was when SHE heard a voice, not quite like when she had attacked Carro, where they simply shared thoughts as she made direct connections to his mind, no this was more like Mumbo directly speaking to her and the portion of Korla that was attempting to pierce the protections around his brain was surprised to find herself launched back as the protection struck back at her, the insides of mumbo seemed to come even more to life as Korla heard several voices laughing and saw something TRULY unexpected. Mumbo. Inside of Mumbo. He looked different but not so much so that she could not recognize her opponent. The presently amorphous Korla slithered closer to ‘Mumbo’ and with a bit of effort she mimicked what he had done, reshaping her form into something more recognizable, though the form she took was not exactly the same as her ‘true’ form, it was quite a bit shorter, especially compared to Mumbo, and her skin was a mixture of her outside form’s pale white and her original natural skin tone, her hair was likewise a mix and match of her current white and her natural vibrant purple. “I assume those other voices are the others you’ve absorbed? I won’t be added to your little collection so easily!” Korla found herself smirking even as Mumbo surged forward, with a heavy breath Korla recreated her armor around her projected self allowing her to rocket away from the Majin taking to the air as he surged at her and taking aim at him from above launching a quick series of energy blasts. “I do appreciate you teaching me a bit more about how my abilities can work, if you stop your struggle or stand down I’m sure there is a lot we could learn from each other”
Korla Multipliers: x12 Items: None Techniques: None Current KP: 3/3
Korla avoids the absorption attempt and fires back!
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Mar 1, 2020 5:36:32 GMT -6
What had once been a wormy, slimey thing had once again turned into Korla. She was certainly shorter, that much was certain, but she was still herself. Was she like a Majin? Had she absorbed people too? Her method of power gain seemed almost in opposition to Mumbo. While he was a carnivorous consumer, she was more akin to a virus or fungal thing. Latching onto others, rather than forcibly latching things onto herself.
Part of him wanted to trade secrets and talk trade. If the fate of a planet weren't at stake, maybe these two would've been inseparable friends. Maybe she was evil, too! Her methods definitely looked the part. No way to tell now, he supposed. All he could do was end this quick, and get back to the main event.
"They like it here, you know." His voice seemed decidedly less accented in here. This was how he truly sounded. Before the magic and the powerups. "You'd like it too, I bet. There's a nice cocoon that'd fit you nicely right down that way."
Korla took a leap skyward, blasting off a barrage of bolts once again. He formed another one of those tubes, only this time it was multi-directional! The bolts hitting his contraption reflected back at Korla, though strangely enough, they seemed to miss her entirely...
After a decent barrage had occurred, Korla might notice a strange increase in the amount of light in the "room". His brainspace had a nice skylight now... In the shape of a bullseye.
Mumbo's mouth formed a cone-like shape to amplify his voice from within.
"DO-DO-DO-DOOO! The Firing Range is now open for Business! Goon White, you may discharge your firearm when ready!"
The miniature Mumbo winked, and slithered back. He needed to brace himself, unless of course Ramen somehow didn't get the hint.
Mumbo prepares to use... Quite a few racial skills to survive being semi-lobotomized.
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Post by Ramen on Mar 2, 2020 17:02:46 GMT -6
REALLY REAL MURDER| Ramen's PL: 5,200,000/4,200,000 |
Ramen grumbled to herself, watching Mumbo in dissatisfied silence. As annoyed as she had been with Cress just a couple minutes ago, that was a hell of a lot better than watching the other Stargoon just stand there. She knew something was going on inside him, but unless she had some kind of sign, there was basically no way she could actually help him out. She began pacing back and forth, without even really realizing it, her eyes staying locked on the Majin for something. A sudden motion, a flicker of energy, anything to tell her where and how to hit him. And then, Mumbo pulled through. The Majin seemed to have opened his head, somehow. She winced at the sight, before realizing there probably wasn't anything to actually worry about there -- Majins were weird, after all. She could probably pop his head right off and he wouldn't even be hurt that bad. Still, the location of the opening would have given her pause had his voice not come echoing out of the opening, in something so bizarre it couldn't have possibly happened with anyone other than Mumbo. "Firing range, huh," she replied, more to herself than to anyone else. She shot up into the air, a good few meters to give her a better angle, before taking aim at the opening. A simple shot from her Red Crush would have been enough to do the trick normally, but with the Black Stargoon under such immediate threat, she couldn't take chances with the strange alien being a little more resilient than first impressions suggested. She brought her hands together at her sides, beginning to channel her energy between her palms. A little red orb sputtered to life between her hands, shining deep red rays across the landscape around them. As the orb reached its peak, growing to the point that it pushed her hands further apart, it painted the sky above that same, now familiar shade. The energy she was putting out could probably be sensed across the planet at this stage, but all that really mattered was the moment. She locked her eyes on that one opening, and thrust both hands forward. With only her cry of exertion as a warning, a beam of molten red shot forward, on a direct path to sear in through the Majin's supposed firing range -- right into the alien threatening his bodily control.
"Hold on, Mumbo!" she called. "This is going to hurt a little!"
Ramen fires her [MA3] Bakuharamune for 5,200,000 PL damage on Korla.
Intent: KO and remove from Mumbo's body.
KP 3/3 > 0/3
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Post by Korla on Mar 4, 2020 9:00:43 GMT -6
| Korla PL: 124,000 |
“Sure they do” Korla’s expression and tone were deadpanned as Mumbo claimed those he had absorbed ‘liked it here’ it was of course theoretically possible but unless Mumbo exclusively preyed upon those with a complete lack of interest in living their lives that seemed enormously unlikely, she was vaguely curious about the process and what it actually meant to BE absorbed, but not nearly enough so to participate in the process herself. Korla ducked and dodged past Mumbos attacks with a level of ease that confused even Korla… actually it seemed to ONLY confuse Korla, Mumbo barely even seemed to mind that his efforts were producing little to no actual harm on her, it was only when Korla noted that the darkness that had once dominated the area was suddenly gone. Which made no sense as they were inside Mumbo, roughly somewhere in his head from what Korla could tell as that appeared to be where his primary consciousness was. Korla took a chance and turned briefly to see what was causing the light and she was left dumbstruck by what she saw, a large portion of Mumbos ‘skull’ was gone, exposing them to the world.. And more specifically to the red haired woman and her disconcertingly powerful looking energy blast. She lacked her scouter at the moment but she could fiarly easily run the math on what she had seen out of the woman before and what Korla knew of her own abilities. “Hm.. I imagine you’ve got this planned out so that any harm her attack causes you won’t be enough to completely destroy you… part of me wonders if I’d be able to disrupt that with a direct attack on you but even that’s unlikely to do more than knock you out. As much as I hate to admit it, I had fun with our fight, I’m not used to that in a ‘serious’ fight. If I can offer one last thing, perhaps don’t maintain your relationship with the Saiyan, you won’t end up having anywhere to spend whatever hes paying you with if you keep destroying planets” One last attempt, it was unlikely anything she could do would save NAMEK now, but maybe other planets. And then she was met with an explosion, a sharp sudden pain in her everywhere as her armor was shattered and she was forcibly ejected from Mumbo’s body, the remainder of her form ‘following’ as the part that held her consciousness was sent flying, Korla hit the ground as an amorphous mass that slowly reformed into her normal shape, now substantially more battered and unconscious.
Korla Multipliers: x12 Items: None Techniques: None Current KP: 3/3
Even with her strongest barrier Korla cant reduce Ramen's attack below 200% and so she is KO'd
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Mar 5, 2020 1:46:31 GMT -6
The sequence of events was staggeringly quick. Ramen got the hint in no time at all, surging forward and unleashing her Ki blast. The attack was unbearably strong! Hell, he was pretty sure this chick was one of the strongest beings in the universe. And she was working under Mumbo? His heart swelled with pride, whilst his brain filled with a tiny bit of panic. Talk about lucky.
"It's been real, Tuffle. See you in the next life, yeah?"
Korla's words struck a chord with him. She had fun? It was rare, but for the first time in a long time, he actually felt guilty about this. "I'll think about it," was his only response to her request, before the energy beam slammed into Mumbo's cranium.
His senses were rocked to the core. Every ounce of his body had to work overtime to keep him from total meltdown. It was a good thing Mumbo was one of the most resilient things in the universe, or else the Stargoons might've fallen victim to one of the oldest tricks in the book: Accidental Friendly Fire. It was apparently how the fifth batch of Stargoons a few thousand years ago found their final resting place, but his lore readup wasn't finished just yet.
Parts of flesh melted and reformed dozens of times over, while other bits had to find entirely new bits to replace themselves. For a moment, Mumbo forgot his own name, and then forgot that he forgot. Did the color red taste weird now? Wait, no, now it didn't. Man, getting hit in the brain was weird!
In the aftermath of the explosion, things were quiet, if only for a moment...
"GRRRRRRRRRRRRHOOOOWWEEE!"
What had once been a melted mass of cranial slop had reformed back into Mumbo's head. Ramen had done more than a number on him, but he was back in fighting condition scarily quick. As the last bit of his horns reformed, his body shuddered involuntarily. Taking in that much Ki was kind of like a sugar high.
"Alllright den. Remind me ta nevah evah eat a species I ain't hoid of befoah." Mumbo's stomach rumbled at the sight of Korla. "Yeesh. Tink I lost my appetite..."
A strand of grey flesh leapt from Mumbo's palm. The stringy substance wrapped Korla up quickly, leaving her nestled cozily in a cocoon-like contraption.
"You tink Greenie can swallow dis one? She don't eat dem whole like me, right? She just kinda..." Mumbo put his hand out, and turned the end of his index finger into a straw. It stabbed into his other hand, and slurped out some flesh, before spitting it right back into the palm. "...Know what I mean?"
Regardless of Ramen's response, Mumbo would hoist the girl over his shoulder, and start floating towards the main battle. He was the bulwark of the group, and by the feel of things across the valley, it was about time to dent this shield...
KP: 3/3
Used [RACIAL] Durability and [RACIAL] Regeneration to survive being blasted in the head (flavorly, anyway)
Current Damage: 0%
Heading back to Retaliatory Strike thread. Will return after Typha's next post.
Unconscious Korla has been added to Mumbo's inventory!
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Post by Ramen on Mar 6, 2020 19:36:04 GMT -6
REALLY REAL MURDER| Ramen's PL: 5,200,000/4,200,000 |
Ramen touched down on the ground, just across from where Mumbo stood. It was fortunate, she thought, that Majins were so durable. Otherwise, an attack of that magnitude might have incinerated Mumbo. But if there was one thing she knew about him, he was durable. No matter what perils he faced, he always seemed to come out alive. That survivor's instinct was what had got him this far, and it was what might just doom Namek. She glanced across the plains, a faint frown finding its way onto her features. She didn't care about the people on this planet. Not even a little bit. But she couldn't help but feel a faint tug of remorse. She had memories here, memories from when she was still so much less than she was now. As boring as this planet was, and as undeserving of it was of her sympathy -- hell, of her attention -- it was almost a shame to put a torch to all of that. She gave her head a shake. Those weren't the kind of thoughts that would help them finish this mission, and get off this loathsome blue rock. She looked over to Mumbo, eyeing the unconscious alien. He didn't seem comfortable taking her power, and that set off a little bit of a red flag in her mind. It was hard to say what had turned him off from his earlier attempts, but it probably wasn't any sudden moral objection for absorbing his opponents.
"If you don't have the appetite for her power, you probably shouldn't offer her up to Bamboo," she replied, uneasy. "She's strong, but she's still young. Whatever she did to you, she might be able to do a little more easily to her. I mean, you're more clever than her -- you're probably better suited to that kind of threat, right?"She lifted off the ground again, following off in Mumbo's direction, and towards the main battle. She hadn't found much enjoyment out of the fight there, but they had to settle things, and they'd be far better off with two of their heaviest hitters on the field.
KP 0/3 > 1/3
Rejoining Retaliatory Strike.
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