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Post by Amara on May 14, 2020 16:01:58 GMT -6
"Kayen..." Amara murmured quietly, eyes sliding to the arrival of the Saiyan Queen as she made her grand entrance. There was no mistaking that immense Power Level, that booming thunderous voice immediately set to work in skewering the ghost. She recognized this man as the killer of the girl in the coffin, and while Amara held no sentiments for her, Kayen obviously did. The Stargoon was silent throughout the Queen's introductory speech, content with simply glaring at Scallio who had yet to make a move. There were undoubtedly going to be those who were eager to fight and bring her son to justice, but the boiling, ferocious nature of a Saiyan within her wouldn't allow it. It was time to stop running away from him, running away from her past. Amara would stand her ground today, and anyone arrogant or foolish enough to stand in her path would fall to the wayside.
The distinct pulse of a familiar Power Level broke Amara's concentration, the Saiyan turning around in mounting horror. It couldn't be. Kayen's own speech had distracted Amara long enough for Bloom to close the distance, an unreadable expression on the Saiyan's face. "Bloom-" She was cut off as the Blue Stargoon spoke first, the words so casually delivered Amara almost laughed. "Why are you here?" The Saiyan's tone wasn't harsh or welcoming... merely resigned. "...You're in danger, Bloom. Being a Stargoon on a planet that just sent out a distress call about getting blown up will paint the largest target on anyone's back in decades of galactic history." Amara turned away, folding her arms. "...Tch, but I know you won't leave, now that you're already here. If you're willing to possibly dig your grave next to mine, I won't stop you. My goal is to subdue Scallio and keep him from dying. That's it."
The ghost from the mountain also arrived, Amara barely sparing the specter a glance. Heh. It seemed like Gemini was quickly becoming the rematch of the decade. Maybe that Arcosian from before would show up too, so they could 'legally' murder her. Two more souls filtered in, belonging to the President and the blue-haired Saiyan she'd temporarily taken captive last time. His incredulousness at her motives ground her gears to no end, but Amara found it in herself to keep calm and deliver a mostly level response. "Yeah. We're not the ones blowing anything up this time." Another familiar pulse and the blaring sound of music heralded the arrival of Ashi, Orange Stargoon, and Konatsian weapon master extraordinaire. "We're not blowing it up," Amara said firmly, eyeing Carro to watch for a knee-jerk response. "I'm not sure what Bloom told the rest of you, but this wasn't really intended for anyone else but me."
Amara's eyes closed, the Saiyan letting out a repressed sigh. "Honestly I don't have hard feelings one way or another for this giant ocean, but given the situation, I think its best to reaffirm that we don't plan on nuking it ourselves. My goal here is to stop my idiot son... though to what extent I'm still deciding." Amara growled, aura flickering violently. "If you still want to help, then your sub-tasks shouldn't be all too difficult. Don't piss off the floating sun president robot god, and make sure nobody else but me gets a good shot in at Scallio... for now." If possible, her mood soured even further as the protagonist-syndrome Hero Saiyan showed up to, somehow blazing wth power that eclipsed even hers. "Just repeating what everyone else has already said." Amara quipped dryly. "Keep your cool. Nobodys died and nothings been destroyed." Mizuna and Vovo should be making good progress towards evacuating whoever else remained, though the Saiyan had a distinct feeling it wouldn't even be needed. At this rate, it was Scallio versus the world.
By the time the third Stargoon arrived, Amara wasn't even phased anymore. "Bamboo, no planetary destruction. You can still fight strong people, which is probably going to end up being one of the two unwanted bundles of ectoplasms we have before us-" She paused to point out both Kalabas and Yogu. "They seem to be on thin ice already. Other than that, I'm going to fight Scallio. It'd be appreciated if you kept anyone else off him." Speaking of, it was finally time for the son himself to give his own retort. "And what of Narissa?" Amara said neutrally. "Unless she's already either dead or gone." He continued on, apathetic and sinister vibes ebbing from each and every word he spoke. "Ok, I won't tell you I've come to stop you. I'll just do it." Yet she still hadn't even entered Super Saiyan, not even having bothered to withdraw her medallion. "We're the bad guys, Scallio," Amara said dryly. "We don't care if we're hypocritical, though honestly, this isn't even about the planet destruction itself." His attitude was pissing her off to no end, Amara's teeth grinding with every sentence longer he went.
A surge of yellow flashed through her hair, spiking for a moment before falling limp again. Amara's fists clenched dangerously tight, scratching the armored webbing of her palm. "You can't be serious." She said simply, not expecting a response. Scallio had finally lost it. It was as if he was attempting this charade expecting to get killed in retaliation. Ha. Haha. This was her fault, wasn't it? "You don't get to run away this time mom, not when I'm actually willing to admit that I need you." She had thought that Scallio would be better off without her. For her to be the absent mother she was always was. He had never been quite perfect or right in the head, but their dynamic mostly worked. And when... when he had finally come to her asking for help...? She ran away again. A single wet spot graced her cheek, the Stargoon thumbing it away as she looked on towards her broken child. Amara fished out her medallion, head drifting down to stare at it. This wasn't for the Yellow Stargoon to handle. This was for Amara.
Her grip tightened, the medal tossed towards Bloom. "Hold onto that," Amara said, voice laced with an indecipherable emotion. Suddenly, it didn't matter that she was surrounded by others. There was her... and him. "This isn't how this ends, Scallio." She growled as sparks of yellow surged forth, the Saiyan's Power Level skyrocketing. Before, she'd always relied on her Goon Boon to empower and strengthen her natural skills. A crutch to use when her own power wouldn't suffice. "You don't get to slip away like this. Not before, not now, not ever." The yellow grew stronger, the pale shade of Mastered Super Saiyan being overcome with a pure golden shimmer as her offensive power increased further and further. The woman's body bulked up, muscles straining against her own armor in barely concealed defiance. With a bestial roar, unhinged and primal enough to come from the maw of an Oozaru, a shockwave of energy pulsed outward from the Super Saiyan as her transformation completed itself. "LOOK AT ME YOU BASTARD!" With a burst of speed far surpassing even the best Scallio could muster, Amara moved to intercept his attack on Russe entirely, shoving the hybrid roughly to the wayside as she attempted to catch her son's fist with her own hand, clamping down on it.
The stupid ghost from before, perhaps jostled by Kayen's death threat, decided to directly attack Scallio himself "Stay. OUT. OF. THIS!" Without removing her own (presumably successful) grapple, she'd aim a sharp counter-kick towards Yogu, hopefully knocking the boy away or off course entirely. "GOONS! KEEP THIS SHITSTAIN AT BAY!" Her concern with bossing them around while Bloom was the de facto leader was currently dormant, battle rage pumping through her veins. Amara went for a full grab on Scallio from around his torso, arms coated with crackling ki to prevent easy escapes by simply phasing through her entirely. "I think it's finally time to have a heart-to-heart." She snarled ferociously, attempting to burst into the air with Scallio in tow, before adjusting the duo's angle and aiming them towards the sea below. If unchecked, she'd proceed to rocket herself and Scallio straight towards the ocean, breaking through the surface in a massive wave as they plummeted towards the depths. Her goal wasn't to drown him, however. No. Thanks to a certain report from Vovo, she knew where the closest - and currently unoccupied city happened to be. That would be their battleground.
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Queen Kayen
Administrator
Queen of the Saiyans
PL: 232,000
Ultra Super Saiyan (x18/12T) Mastered Super Saiyan (x17/15P)
Tag: @piratequeen
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Post by Queen Kayen on May 15, 2020 3:16:29 GMT -6
| Kayen PL: [206,000] 3,708,000 / 3,090,000 |
As usual with a situation like this it could never just remain simple, never just a handful of people bashing each other's faces in until one side came out victorious. No, very quickly MANY more warriors began to arrive on the scene, some Kayen was familiar with such as the Stargoons to varying degrees with Ashi being the one she was most familiar with of those who had joined the fray, along with Kalabas and Carro. Kalabas was an unpleasant surprise considering as far as she knew he was likely still on Vocado’s little team, something Kayen was fairly certain death was not about to put much of a hindrance on. Carro was a more complicated arrival, one that she was genuinely not expecting as his presence here left Earth in quite the dangerous position. Yes there were other warriors to protect it but not having its strongest defender was quite dangerous. It might also create some problems with how this would all play out as Kayen was fairly certain killing Vocado had not suddenly flipped a switch for the President and made him more interested in killing. Then there were the fighters she was pretty much entirely unfamiliar with, two more Saiyans seemingly opposed to Scallio’s interests, one was even a super Saiyan! His energy felt familiar in a vague way, and after a moment she realized he was one of the fighters from the debacle on Earth, he seemed to have a history with Scallio not that that was exactly a rarity among those present. All in all it felt like the current crop of fighters leaned more toward her benefit, presuming the Stargoons followed Amara’s request they would not be destroying the planet and instead just ensuring her fight was not interrupted by the likes of Yogu, ironically something that Kayen intended on helping with. She had planned to focus on Scallio for this mess but the ghost’s presence and the gall it had taken for him to brag about killing Nashua forced her hand, she had always intended on finding the idiot who had done the deed and making them pay if they made their way back from Otherworld, this just made her feel even better about it. Scallio could be handled later, or perhaps simply handled entirely by Amara, the idiot seemed almost SET on getting himself killed and at this point Kayen was willing to give him what he wanted, she had given him FAR more chances than was at all reasonable, any potential she had seen in him to be a good member of her crew was gone now. “I’ll let Amara handle you for now, she seems VERY eager. For me you’re just a nuisance at this point.” Kayen said, sparing Scallio a glance and a look of disdain. He would be VERY lucky to only have to deal with Amara and perhaps Carro. While Kayen had no idea about the intentions of the other Saiyan she knew those two were unlikely to go for a kill against him. Her though? Well she’d just have to see about that later. For now she had her eyes on a different target, the idiot ghost, he shouted at her blabbering nonsensically about things he clearly lacked any real understanding of. The only way Kayen had ‘rewarded’ Scallio with a planet was that she had not made a move to stop him from taking the first Brenchia, it had been her hope that taking B was a turn for Scallio, a shift toward having a damn brain. Evidently not. “No, I don’t think I will,” Kayen said with a smirk as the boy took off, he shouted at one of the Saiyans she wasn’t familiar with, giving a name to the new Super Saiyan. ‘Dion’. He then took off after Scallio only to be rebuffed by Amara who aimed to cut him off and remove Scallio from the general area. Kayen would take that as her cue to further cut off the Ghost rushing between him and the mother son duo “You’re not necessary to deal with him, and really I think we both know you likely would not actually get the job done if you DID try killing him. You’d probably end up killing another ally, maybe your… boss?” Kayen made a guess considering Yogu had asked the man for ‘a few days off’ “You didn’t ACTUALLY think I’d just drop this did you? You killed my top soldier, my FRIEND” Kayen’s aura roiled as she grit her teeth and glared at the ghost “I was on the fence about hunting down the one responsible, you’d apparently already destroyed yourself so in a way it sort of balanced out. I might have let you off with just a beating if you had popped up then. But now? With you apparently taking great enough pride in your action to BRAG about killing her? I’ll kill you again and again until you learn to stay dead!” With that Kayen took a swipe at the spectre aiming to cleave him in half.
Kayen Multipliers: x18/x15 Items: Ruby Pendant(active) Techniques: None Current KP: 3/3 |
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Post by Majin Bloom on May 15, 2020 10:04:37 GMT -6
Bloom's PL: 1,120,000 | 1,456,000
As was typical of literal world shattering events, it was quick to get pretty crowded. Bloom couldn’t say that she hadn’t expected something like this to happen. The first to arrive was a ghost Saiyan guy who looked kind of familiar. Bloom couldn’t place him exactly though, which was weird because she was usually pretty good at recalling names and faces. He handed something off to his Saiyan buddy, but it was written in a scribble that she just didn’t care to make out at the moment. Not when Carro the president of Earth arrived with his giant robot cat. He seemed a little confused about what she was doing here, but she couldn’t really blame him for her. The quick answer was a shrug. It really depended on what Amara said. More arrived. Another Saiyan with blue hair. Russe was his name if she remembered right. One of those… self righteous goodie Saiyan types? Somehow, Bloom found those a little more insufferable than ones like Scallio who were just her kind of idiot. Finally, a familiar face showed up, earning a tired smile from Bloom. Ashi! Bloom braced herself for the slap and shook her head at Ashi. “Hey…! Well, actually, I dunno… I’m gonna say… probably not…?”She was distracted from Ashi by the next person to arrive - another actually familiar face. Dion. Wait, why was he here? She hadn’t seen the guy in ages, but… oh. With the telltale flash of gold, Bloom sighed and rubbed her temples. Of course. Every Saiyan was flashing crazy golds and yellows these days. It didn’t help matters that he was SO very annoyingly self righteous, arriving onto the scene and screaming at the top of his lungs. They were all right here, no need to scream. Bloom scowled. Always with Saiyans. Their stupid pride making them idiots or self righteous or impossibly arrogant. It was getting on her last nerve. Trying to calm down so that steam didn’t come oozing out of her pores, Bloom blinked when Bamboo face-planted into the ground out of the sky. This at least got a chuckle from Bloom and a return thumbs up when Bamboo hopped up like nothing happened. The pod exploded in the sky behind her. Fun. Bloom shrugged to her question and gestured to Amara. “That’s for her to decide here, I think…”Of course, that was when Scallio talked back to his mother. Bloom did a little ‘oh no you didn’t’ gesture behind Amara’s back. Really, Scallio was an idiot if he didn’t know the actual question that his mother was asking. Oh man. Bloom made a mental note not to work for any more Saiyans. Especially not that one from the Namek job. Bloom wasn’t sure what had happened, but Mumbo had disappeared on them because of it. It certainly wasn’t the fault of the other goons, and they’d managed to successfully blow up the planet, so it was pretty unlikely one of the goodies did it. That left Cress. Her mood quickly souring again, Bloom drifted away from Scallio and the other Goons briefly as that Saiyan ghost’s buddy read the note. She got a better look at it. Something… was… wrong there. Duke? What was the name on the note…? Kala… Kalabas…? The pieces of her memory suddenly slotted into place, her eyes going wide. That ghost. That guy. He was the one who killed Dosu. That was the name he’d told her. The face she sort of remembered if mangled by death. Bloom felt a seething, burning pit in her chest. Black and purple steam wafted faintly from her pores. If it were old Bloom, she would have gone off on the murderous ghost then and there, but Bloom had Amara and the other goons to worry about. She couldn’t just attack him and potentially set off something that would get them all killed. Breathing heavily, Bloom forced herself to pay attention to what was going on around her as hard as it was. The other ghost idiot basically called out Kayen, which Bloom agreed with on some levels. Not all of the levels. It seemed like Saiyans in particular were quite the festering plague. In the end, he was basically still a suicidal idiot, calling out for any of them to try and blow up the planet. Way to not read the room. Her thoughts on the matter were cut short when Amara answered her. She just gave Amara a nod. After all, what were Goons for if not dying flashily beside one another. The whole reason that she’d come was to protect Amara. Bloom could not have anyone else leaving or dying on her. Catching the medallion as Amara tossed it to her, Bloom watched as tensions and conflict erupted. Amara bashing everyone aside and latching onto Scallio, trying to pull him away to deal with him, mother to son. If anyone wanted to get in the way of that, then they were fools. She wouldn’t let it happen. Bloom turned to the other goons, slipping Amara’s medallion into her chest. “Alright… You heard her… anyone who tries to follow them…? We stomp… but also… that guy…” Bloom turned and pointed straight at Kalabas, seething with visible rage. “That guy killed Dosu…!” Blue lightning cracked around her, and in a flash, her goon armor appeared. While Amara might have wanted to face her son as herself, Bloom wanted to face Kalabas as a goon. She disappeared in a flicker of lightning, reappearing beside the Duke and sending a punch right at his mouthless face. She wondered if ghosts could still bleed.
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Post by Kalaboo on May 15, 2020 15:47:09 GMT -6
Auber would have gotten a smile from a Kalabas had he kept his mouth, and were it acceptable for a commander to act so chummy, a ruffled fringe of hair. Kalabas was quite happy that at last he had found someone articulate and trustworthy enough to read his lines, even if he sincerely doubted the chap would ever convey the powerful nuance of a sinking tempo, a rising whisper… However! A emotionally stunted mouthpiece was better than no mouthpiece at all, and this one so happened to be a capable fighter. A pat on the back was a far as the Duke went, still wondering if all was well between Auber and his heran tinkerer wife. Him dodging that question bode rather poorly. The answer he did give got the ghost’s head lurching in a slow, wide roll. He reached with his magical quill, lightly tapping Auber’s paper. The ink flowed and ebbed thusly: Did you know ghosts can have migraines? This one I feel is almost life-like. Let’s put an end to this pantomime, locat--
Kalabas did not get to finish, Carro had arrived. The sight’s effect on Kalabas was as if someone had taken the gears and sprockets of his mind and assembled them back as haphazardly as possible, yet managing to make sure that the machine would churn out thought with each pull of the crank. It was hatred, it was euphoria, it was a new reason to return time and time again to haunt the living. An obsession that, by itself, gave the ghost new life. The gazing was broken by the rather foul and injurious remark coming from his fellow ghost, aimed at the Queen no less! Kalabas would have laughed and laughed, and so the paper Auber held would be filled with ‘ Ha!’s beyond count as the ghost stared on blankly, a twinkle in his eyes. All was well in the world. Even Dion’s reminder that he was indeed someone that existed, every bit as earthling and annoying as before, only irked the ghost slightly less than the realization that they were both here to protect Gemini A. If Dion was here to protect its ‘peace-loving people’, Kalabas remained for… whom, exactly? He was certainly not very fond of Kayen, and neither of the Geminis concerned him terribly. He wasn’t quite so self-deluded as bleeding heart altruist supreme Dion, nor out of his depth in some veiled political power move as that curse word Carro. With nothing to gain and nobody to impress, he defaulted to pinning this stance to stubborn selfishness. Inaction would have left him guilt-ridden, better err on the side of overzealousness. Speaking of altruistic, there were far too many Stargoons around for his liking. That they helped Cress before meant nothing now that he had killed the blue-skinned yellow-haired maybe-bearded one. What was his name? SWACK!Kalabas eyes fluttered, his head dented and his body shaken by the strength and the suddenness of the blow. He whipped back into form in a flowing motion, catching the gummy fist in a vice grip as he tried to stab the majin’s eye with the business end of his quill. There was an affected grace to his movement, he wasn’t particularly worried with this skirmish. From the mechanical nightmare to the blue-haired earthling, none had sided with Scallio’s madness. Yet. That worried him. |
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Post by Carro Hofferson on May 15, 2020 16:50:52 GMT -6
Carro base PL: 100 || LEO base PL: 200,000
Relevant Items: Training Shell, Scouter, Armor
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FUSED CARRO'S PL: 4,401,452 (x22P)
Things turned from bad to worse yet again. Not a second after Amara tried to tell Carro they weren't here to blow up the planet 'this time,' obnoxious music blared from the heavens with the arrival of two other Stargoons- Bamboo and Ashi. His eyes widened, mouth curled into a disgusted sneer with their choice of entrance. The blatant, carefree, and complete disrespect to the planet's life and their wanton will to destroy made him angry. He was near certain these two were present for Namek's destruction. The thought that the last thing some of the poor planet's people may have seen were these two dancing on their corpses to some jazzy music made him want to finally cave in to and give them some simplistic, rage-fueled, and well-deserved payback.
Though his fists were clenched tight enough to make the metal beneath his coat of fiery ki bend, his pupils shrunk into deathly hostile slits and the flaming aura around him intensified for those few moments, Carro did not move to strike. The "floating sun president robot god," as Amara had aptly called him, turned back to the Yellow Stargoon with a stern glare, yet not a malicious one. "...I'll take your word for it. This once, our goals seem to align. As long as your team doesn't threaten mine, I'll do my best to keep them out of your hair." Part of Carro felt sick for trying to negotiate like this. But while he was willing to sacrifice any part of himself for the greater good, threatening his allies was a different story. He wasn't going to pick fights that didn't need to be picked. Maybe, just maybe, this wouldn't be so bad. Everyone here had the same goal- to stop Scallio. What reason was there for infighting?
...And then there was Yogu and Kayen. Again, Carro just had to jinx it.
What was this, the four-hundredth time something went wrong immediately after his nerves started to ease?
Carro moved before thinking. After the human spirit's presumably failed attempt to rush Scallio, Kayen's slash toward Yogu would be swiftly intercepted by the blaze of orange that was the combined leaders of Earth. His claws gripped onto the sword's blade, held firm in his grasp. He felt stings from the new scratches on his concealed, steel body from the blow, but pushed back with more than enough strength to rival and surpass Kayen's own. "Just a nuisance?" He'd move to finally push the blade back and release his grip. "Is that not exactly what we thought of Vocado back at the mountain?" Though his words were firm, they bore no malice- simple matter-of-fact bluntness.
"I believe I'm missing some context here, but..." Assuming the two hadn't gone back to trying to tear out eachothers throats either physically or verbally yet, Carro turned to Yogu for a moment, then back to Kayen. "...Yogu, forgive me for blabbing about our personal interactions, but I know for a fact that you're not proud of what you did. The guilt and shame and every other horrible thought had you bawling your eyes out in front of me not even a few weeks ago! I don't know for sure what your motive was for saying something that could qualify as 'bragging about killing Nashua,' but even then, as Kayen said, she was her friend. Speaking of, I don't mean to assume, your highness, but-" Carro was trying his damndest to be the polite-ish voice of reason. One wrong word could mean catastrophe. He wasn't having another Vocado incident. "...Think of how you felt when you learned of Nashi's fate. That's probably a lot like that's happening here." He pointed back to the rage-fueled Queen.
"N-now I'm not asking you to agree with any policies here and whatnot, but what you said was seriously uncalled for. Calling someone a "one-eyed bitch" as well is inexcusably rude!" He began to finish his lecture, concluding with a quick telepathic call, only audible to Yogu. '...S-so, uh, I know this might be asking a lot, but can you apologize for that bit? We need to avoid as much infighting as here as we c-can, and... I don't want to lose you. Not again.' He trailed off with another slow sigh. 'Chime would be devastated-- a-and all the others who care for you back on Earth. I know you don't always value your own life, but... a lot of others do. Please.' Now for part two of his attempted diplomacy.
"And you," He turned to the Queen of the Saiyans herself now. "I get it- if someone had went and even accidentally killed Chime or Sulfur or anyone else, I'd be livid. But we're all here for the same reason- to stop him." The president pointed back to Scallio. "The last time we looked away, it was part of the reason that Nashua died. The whole thing's a godawful tragedy that can't be pinned onto one person. Yogu could have not fired that attack, Chime or Oboe could have said something else that could have talked down Nashua, Vocado could have not tricked her, we could have run there sooner, or Nashua could have not willfully jumped in front of that attack for Vocado in the first place." Gods, he hoped this was working. "Killing him won't fix anything. Yogu's one of my top fighters, my FRIEND." Carro parroted the Queen's prior words with a sigh. "...Earth has suffered enough. Yogu has suffered enough- I have suffered enough. You said it yourself- he already destroyed himself back at Frappe. No more. Please, no more. Name a reasonable price and I'll pay it if it means my friend doesn't die again to a trainwreck of misunderstandings."
Before she rocketed off with her son in tow, Amara gave one parting order to the Stargoons. To "keep them at bay." He didn't mind the two running off on their own, but he doubted the remaining three would be merciful. 'Hey,' Now the President's telepathic tone sounded in Dion's head. 'If it wasn't abundantly obvious, I don't think you'll be able to join their 'heart to heart' if the other goons are at your throat. The Stargoons, they... They're to blame for Namek as well.' He let his words sink for a moment- the people who slaughtered billions were right in front of them. 'If I can't stop you from picking a fight with them then... They'll kill you given the chance. P-please be careful. '
With that, he shook his head, turning back to Kayen and Yogu, sights stern yet clearly desperately pleading. If he couldn't save a single friend, then what good was he as the President that was supposed to protect them all?
Carro uses some good ol' non-KP shenanigans to intercept Kayen's attack against Yogu. talk no jutsu as well.
[UT1] Telelink is used to telepathically speak to Yogu and Dion separately.
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Fused Carro's Damage: 0% || Fused Carro's KP: 3/3
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Post by Russ on May 17, 2020 13:19:19 GMT -6
Russé watched Dion powered-up into a super saiyan, rightfully calling out this dumbass for his actions. A glare is directed at the self-proclaimed emperor, he has undoubtedly broken his limitations to achieve greater strength, being much stronger than the last time they met, but that didn't mean he will sit here and let him do as he pleased. "Some Emperor, who the heck would blow up a planet after taking over? Pretty lame if you ask me" giving him sass while retaining his knife throwing glare. He hasn't seen any civilians around if they are evacuated then its one less issue to worry about. It appears his attitude went unnoticed, Scallio approached the pair menacingly, those chilling turquoise eyes froze Russé like a statue. What can he do? No sound came from his mouth, being forced to endure his silver tongue taunting his friend. A considerable gap between them is an understatement, if he wanted to Scallio could flare up his aura to show him who's boss. The radiation will affect the earthling in horrible ways, he'll likely live the rest of his life scarred, possibly without any hair. The half saiyan is quietly thinking about ways he could escape from his monstrous glare, no solutions came up, Damn! Refusing to give in to fear, Russé tried his best to match his venomous glare with his own, but the difference between the two males is one of them is a murderer, the other one isn't. A punch is thrown his way, there is no time to dodge it, muscles stiffened in fear to prevent further action. If Russé ever wanted to know what it feels like to get struck by a being with the power of a super saiyan, he is going to get that wish. But then nothing happened... His body is pushed out of the way, showed into the sand against his will, who could've done that? Was it Dion? Assuming it was the bartender the young adult stood up and dusted the sans away, he would open his mouth to express gratitude but nothing came out. His savior turned out to be that saiyan lady in black armor. "Y-you saved me.." spoken words may or may not have reached Amara, her actions left him feeling utterly dumbfounded and confused, why did she do that? What did she gain from helping him? She held him hostage at Mt Frappe, and now she protected him from a blow to the gut, he didn't know what to think of her but he harbored no ill will toward her. The hybrid watched a ghost entity try to take a shot at Scallio but she denied his desire, trying to kick him away. Russé recalled she was with Scallio and Kalabas back at Mt Frappe, here she is desperately trying to get through to him and tell everyone else to back off from their fight, what is her relation to this mercenary? Speaking of Yogu, he said to Dion about taking a few days off from work when they arrived "Is he a new recruit?" asking his friend about him, assuming his job is Dions, he hasn't seen him around whenever he came to the establishment to chow down on food and alcohol, either Yogu is recently hired or Russé comes by missing his shift hours. Now to assess his surroundings two more warriors appeared, one of them sported an orange outfit and another one a green suit. Both have a vaguely familiar star logo on them, they were different but something about it remained him of a certain stargoon wearing a blue outfit, speaking of which his eyes noticed Bloom here. Is she helping Scallio? Are all of them apart of the same team? In the corner of his eyes, green iris spotted the president of earth talking to a saiyan with an eyepatch, arguing over the fate of Yogu. "is that Mr President? Didn't expect to see him here" he spoke. He thought he wouldn't bust his neck out for another planet if he has no jurisdiction over it, good to know he is willing to aid other homewards. He then learned this guy bragged about Killing Nashua and is the reason the boy is going to be chopped into confetti from Kayen's big sword, naturally Carro won't allow it. so THAT was him!? He is the reason behind his heart sinking to know about her passing, a graduate surge of anger would surface but it simmered down knowing he wouldn't gain anything from attacking him, did Dion know he killed the queen of across? he will ask about it later, better let the group sort out that issue. Another ghost in the shape of a saiyan caught his attention, Its the lapdog from the kingdom who was ordered to kill Aurora. "Kalabas is alive...err..undead again?" he spoke, solidifying its unnecessary to take vengeance on Yogu. He and Kalabas are going to come back again and again, but something tells him the saiyan pirate doesn't care. The last one earned a gaze, an unfamiliar saiyan who possessed power roughly equal to his own, uncertain if he is an ally or an enemy but judging by his position next to Scallio and seems to be the only one who didn't openly state he was against the mercenary, its safe to assume his allegiance is with him. "I'll catch up with you later Dion, this one is mine.." speaking to his friend before levitating over to the would-be baddie. Russé stopped a fair distance away from Auber but close enough to get a proper visual, leveled himself to match his height, looking at the male with a light glare with a tint of curiosity. "Are you with Scallio..?" the answer should be obvious enough to make his question redundant, better to be safe than sorry. The hybrid remained stationed, prepared enough for a fight if talking doesn't work out. Russé's PL: 90,000
Damage: 0%
KP 3/3
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Post by Ashi on May 19, 2020 1:34:00 GMT -6
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Ashi furrowed her brows, confused, as Amara started to speak. "Wait, we're here to defend the planet?" she asked the thought of which was... Unusual for her. She could see defending a place from, like, heroes who were trying to attack it to gain some upper hand over the bad guys, but defending an innocent planet from some maniac who was trying to blow it up for nefarious purposes? That kind of seemed, well, not a Star Goon was supposed to do. Well, whatever. It wasn't like they were getting paid to blow this one up, either way, so why bother with the effort? Besides, one quick look at the opposition seemed to confirm that it'd be a bad idea to do anything too... Murdery. "That's one strong bot," Ashi grumbled as she stared at the aforementioned 'robot sun god president'. Much as she had a distaste for robots, she wasn't about to go getting herself killed by one again.
"Okay, fine," Ashi said, letting out a sigh as she looked around. That pouty kid with the mohawk, that was Amara's son? He looked kinda familiar. Hadn't she hit him with a truck at one point, or something? She wasn't sure why Amara even wanted to save such a whiny brat, but, whatever, family business and all that. That one Saiyan, what was her name... Kayen! That one was here, too, and Ashi gave the pirate lady an eager wave and a grin from across the battlefield. "Hey, Killer Queen!" she called out, "I've been practicing! After this we ought to spar!" Ashi was pretty certain she could hold her own pretty well against Kayen this time - or, at least, do more than she could last time. Who else of note was here...?
Aside from the Goons, Amara's kid, the so-called 'sun god', and the pirate queen, everyone else present seemed like they were just trash who were getting in the way. And it was apparently their job to be the garbage disposal. "Alright ladies," Ashi commanded Bloom and Bamboo as if she were the one in charge. "We're s'posed to keep people from bothering Amara and Scallio, yeah? Namely that, um, Domino kid?" Ashi also glanced over at the one who Bloom said killed Dosu. "Er, yeah, we can trounce him, too." She felt bad for Dosu for a second or so, but shrugged it off. He was just getting to relax off in Hell now, so she couldn't feel all too bad. Besides, people had ways of coming back from death. He'd be fine. "Anyways, follow my lead, and bring along that Sea Bass guy if you want," she instructed, cracking her knuckle as she stepped out, and then cracking her neck back and forth.
"Hey, Domino!" Ashi called out towards the high and mighty Saiyan as she flared up her ki. "I'm s'posed to keep you from interfering with this family business, so uh, yeah." She shrugged at him, and then rushed him with as much speed and force as she could muster, her arms attempting to wrap around his neck and yank him with full force a solid distance away - provided she'd landed the hit, the two of them would both be sent spiraling off into the distance, quite far away from the main conflict.
TAGS: Dion
Ashi triggers her Luminary Blaze (x12P) and her power level becomes 1,584,000! She then launches herself at Dion and tries to yeet both him and herself off into a split that will be made if the yeet is successful!
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Post by Dion on May 19, 2020 4:15:04 GMT -6
Ecstatic, wasn't necessarily the word the bartender would use to describe his already mixed bag of feelings as the situation only escalated from his and Russe's arrival- with the judgmental stares already boring into him as his more heroic disposition announced its presence within the mostly more villainous of the rest of the group. Though, it wasn't like Dion cared, really, he was slowly yet surely getting used to being considered some self righteous martyr whose naivety could only be seen as a glaring weakness, as it sort of came with the territory of being a so-called goodie goodie two shoes. However, all the opposing opinions within the world wouldn't be enough to break down the years of growth within goodness that the young Super Saiyan had, and if he held the power to actually make a difference worth a damn within this great big galaxy of theirs, then by Kami was he going to put it to use. Come Hell, or high water. It'd be a waste of potential, and space, otherwise. Besides, Dion was sort of getting tired of the whole mantra of being good was somehow in a way boring or sanctimonious, for Kami's sake, the guy just wanted to make some folks happy- he never considered himself a hero of justice in the first place, as that seemed more befitting of Carro anyways. He was just a guy trying to do what he thought was right to the best of his ability. And was that really all that bad?
Clearly, to some present, it was.
Deciding that a debate of morality could come much, much later on, the bartending battler snapped himself back to the present time, watching with a bit of a bemused expression as one more person collided into the sand near the bulk of the group, raising a thumbs up after a comedic entrance to their teammates as a reassurance of being a-ok. This, oddly unsettling, flora-like individual happened to be right on the cusp of being dead even with his own base strength. And something told him that little miss shrubbery right here had a transformation or two up her own sleeves. She could prove to be a real nuisance, but then again, Dion wasn't expecting to have to deal with her in the first place- he came here for one reason, and one reason only, of course.
With said reason now apparently making his move. Dion's azure-lidded glare returned to impose itself on Scallio as he began to address him directly, while his eyes were seemingly locked on another individual of heavy interest to him. An uneasy feeling began to form deep within as Dion's eyes worriedly flickered from enemy to ally, knowing that the Crimson Emperor himself could most likely easily wipe Russe off the edge of the planet- like a wet, sopping paper bag.
Not that he intended on that happening, in fact, his speed and strength were most likely more than enough to allow for him to close the distance before any real harm came to his blue haired hybrid friend, but still. The unpredictability that was occasionally birthed from Scallio's slight insanity was still a threat to be wary of.
And surely enough, Dion's gut feeling was right, and as soon as Scallio moved in to do something he would most likely come to regret, a flash of movement and another feeling of another energy moving just as he did caused him to halt in his tracks. Glancing to meet the movement, you could definitely tell the surprise coming from off his features as he was greeted by the sight of Amara stepping in. Incredibly confused, he merely watched as the pair (mostly commanded by Amara) was propelled into the ocean before them, leaving the rest of the filthy land lubbers on, well, land.
Blinking several times, Dion decided that before anything else was to be done, he'd at least the few people that had come to have his back, right? If the Goons could have their buddy buddy friendly time, so could he. Starting with the person closest to him (distance wise), Dion shot Russe a quick salute, saying with his characteristically charismatic grin on his face once more, "Kalabas' reanimated, Yogu's being threatened to be put six feet under again, and you're still tryna get a fight out of all of it? You've got grit, kid. Show em what a halfbreed can do!"
He had also meant to address Yogu's greeting, but, it seemed he and his great big mouth was a bit preoccupied with the Queen of the Saiyans beginning to already walk him down. Feeling a bit conflicted as to whether he should assist or not- he was strong, but not stupid, besides, Carro was here as well anyways- the aforementioned presidential pal of his had breached into his mind for a little bit. Taking a moment to stand and to listen to what he had to say, his fist clenched harshly in recognition of the information given to him. He was right about one thing, there was most likely no stopping the Super Saiyan from engaging in some good ol' fashioned fisticuffs.
Though, he was sure to reassure his little robit friend, thinking straight back at him with a comforting resonance within his mind-voice, 'Everything'll be fine, Carro. I didn't get this strong for nothing.'
Before anything else had moved forward, though, something told Dion that many people present here weren't exactly getting the right idea here, and just before Ashi had finished up her housekeeping manners she needed to tend to, the elf now currently taking the helm and passing out instructions to the two other gals within her company, Dion allowed his aura to flare skyward once more, a much more livid look on his face as he said aloud in a deadly even tone, "Some of you don't seem to exactly get the cut of my jib. I ain't trying to be no hero of justice or some self righteous martyr I feel like you all are making me out to be. That title goes safely, and rightfully to Carro, someone who I think deserves it much more than I ever will. I'm just a guy tryna keep the general public safe and happy."
His frustration now boiling just below the surface, Dion finished, spitting venomously in an evermore resilient tone, "Call me a self righteous, philanthropic, bleedin' heart altruist all you like- they're still but words, and pale in comparison to action. If you think you're so much better, so much more unique or so much more laidback and free because one of us lacks a structurally sound moral code, then I'm more than happy to take complaints upfront."
And as he finished his not-so-subtle call to action, the now safely irritated bartender came face to face with his very first taste of adversity since he got to this planet in the first place, with aforementioned Ashi now taking up Dion on his offer of taking up any and all grievances face to face with a hard hug by the neck. Not necessarily concerned with being on the backfoot at the start of the fight, Dion allowed himself to be ripped away from the main scene, with all that left his mouth being, as he took a quick whiff of ocean air-
"...wait a minute, what the hell- have you been drinking!?"
(Yeeting is successful.)
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Bamboo
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PL: 185,000
Fauna Princess (x13P) Fauna Queen (x18/x14T)
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Post by Bamboo on May 19, 2020 16:11:17 GMT -6
|Tropical Destruction-| - Bamboo's PL: 3,150,000/2,450,000
Defending the planet? Bamboo pouted, scratching her chin in deep contemplation. That wasn't evil! She couldn't do that, could she? Not in good faith, at least. No making the Arcosian population squirm? No laughing in the face of the defenders whilst she demolished the planet right in front of them? No heroic speeches she'd ignore? No trampling over pleas for their lives?
Bamboo shuffled in spot and twiddled her fingers. She wasn't good at much other then that, though...
Oh, wait, of course- she still had people to fight! Wow! Amara sure was smart! Who first, though? She couldn't be limited to just the two ghosts, right? That was lame! What if she wanted some variety? She peered at the group that was bickering among themselves, pondering over her choices. It only took a few seconds for Bamboo to remember that she hated making choices. She'd just pick the old fashioned way.
"Enie, meenie, miney, mo-" Her counting was cut short by orders from Bloom, who provided her with a very interesting tidbit. The ghost over there killed Dosu? Woah! He must've been strong, huh? It wasn't like being dead was permanant, so at the end of the day, she supposed it didn't really matter who the ghost killed.
She'd still kill him, of course. It was all about principle! You can't just mess with the goons and get away scot-free. In fact, the Saiyan would soon find himself ridden with scots.
Ashi found one to beat, too! He was even the heroic speech type! At least, she thought he was. She didn't really understand whatever the hell he meant with his mad ramblings, something about not being a hero or blah blah blah blah. Why'd they always need to be so humble? Being humble was so annoying. Bamboo couldn't ever imagine being humble.
But she'd gotten distracted by her pesky thoughts again. She was alone! Ashi was already hurdling in the distance, but fortunately, Bloom was enaging the heretic!
It took only a second for Bamboo to zip over to the duo, having let loose her full power in the process. She stood, bamboo pole in hand, peering at the ghost, who was apparently using some kind of weird pen as a weapon. Was this what did Dosu in?
She shrugged. She tapped the ghost on the shoulder.
"Yoo~hoo! Ever played Bao-ball?" She bounced her pole on her shoulder. "I'll give you a quick lesson- here, you be the ball!"
Bamboo pulled her arms back, and in an explosion of power, whipped her bamboo pole straight at Kalabas's head. The travel of the pole easily shattered the speed of sound, a resounding CRACK! echoing throughout the ocean world. With any luck, she'd knocked the ghost hurdling across the planet towards Ashi.
"Good arm, huh? She'd then turn around towards Bloom, motioning her to follow her. She sprouted her pair of wings from her back, cackling to herself like a madwoman as she rocketed towards the violence ahead.
Finally!
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Post by Scallio on May 20, 2020 7:18:55 GMT -6
2,210,000 / 1,690,000 PL Scallio frowned but didn't bother fighting back as Amara grappled onto his waist. He felt her squeeze tightly to prevent his escape and then faster than he could even react, she barreled into the ocean with him in toe. The last thing Scallio saw before being submerged in water was the Goons breaking off to keep the other distracted.
BATTLE INFO Items: Senzu Bean
Joining Split with Amara
KP: 7/7
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Post by Om-Yogu on May 20, 2020 22:40:54 GMT -6
Well, this wasn't looking good. Things were way off track now. He had come here to stop the mohawk dude from blowin up the planet! And now he had the queen of the saiyans really on his ass. On top of that, he couldn't even get a hit off on the mohawk dude! Some other saiyan jumped in the way and knocked him away! She hit like a truck, and for a second Yogu wasn't quite sure which way was up. " AGH! HOW MANY OF YOU BLONDE SHITS ARE THERE?!" That was fine, he could take on mohawk dude and this lady! But nope, here was the queen again! She made a snide comment about his ability to take down Scallio. " The hell do you mean? He's the emperor of the other Gemini right? I think my track record shows I'm really good at killing monarchs!" Looking back on it, Yogu should've punctuated that sentence by spitting in her one-eyed face. She then went on about how Nashua was her friend, " Yeah yeah, I GET IT! How many times I gotta say it lady- YOU WEREN'T THERE! You got no clue what happened!" Kayen kept going, yelling about how she was going to kill him over and over until he stopped coming back. " Well then come at me, ya old hag! It'll take you a while to teach me somethin' like that, I'm a real stubborn piece of shit! Time to add monarch number three to the kill list!" At the same time as Kayen brought down her sword at Yogu, he throws a punch right at her face! But before the outcome of those two blows could be decided, an extra shiny robot president guy steps in! Yogu comes to a stop before he manages to dent the back of Carro's head. And before he knew what was happening, Carro was going on and on about all the "depression" and "guilt" he felt for killing Nashua. And he was right. He was also right about how similar the situations were with Yogu's anger at Vocado for Nashi's death. He really was on the same level of Vocado. Just as evil. And Yogu wasn't even trying to be. This realization that he was someone else's Vocado left a sour taste in his mouth. His demeanor took a complete one-eighty, his fists weren't raised, he was looking at his transparent feet. And look at that! Another painful reminder of how much of a fuck up he was. He wasn't even alive. Pathetic. He deserved to be killed by Kayen. He barely heard what Carro had said, but he went through the motions and mumbled out an apology to Kayen. He was on full autopilot now. Yogu just stared at the ground while Carro talked to the one-eye pirate queen. What broke him out of that was when things started to heat up again, with Dion and a couple of other people getting launched away off into a separate fight. " Yeah. Alright. Cool. I'm gonna go help Dion. My pal needs help! You can kill me later lady, got it?!" Yogu took off towards Dion and what he'd soon find out to be Stargoons. And a familiar ghost guy. As he left, he waved goodbye to the two other guys that were nearby. " See ya later blue-haired guy and black-haired guy whose names I don't know!" " Yo, Kayen! If ya still wanna kill me after all this let's meet up back here in like... I dunno, a month or somethin'? I don't know. We can discuss this later, you can just call me back using your mind and shit. You'll get your fight." Telepathy sure was helpful. But of course, Kayen could be chasing after him right now, she could even be right behind him! About to wring his neck!
OOC: Yogu chooses diplomacy kinda.
Yogu attempts to enter the split with Ashi, Bamboo, Bloom, Dion and Kalabas!
Yogu also uses [UT2] Telepathy to chat with Kayen while he flies away!
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Post by Auber on May 21, 2020 6:40:31 GMT -6
Auber might as well ignore his previous thought before this entire situation escalated, because that wasn't the point in which things truly went to Hell, no, not even close, but this? This is where things truly began to break, and Auber could only watch in bemusement and amusement, arms folded as the various fighters took the chance to flex their rivalries, grudges and battles.
The Ghost Saiyan that had been attempting to communicate with him through a piece of paper, (for reasons Auber would not like to know.) had similarly been forced into his own battle, as the Blue Majin quickly started to attack him, followed by two more of her Stargoon companions, should Kalabas be ripped away from conversing with Auber, the younger saiyan would merely do one simple action.
He'd wave, as if saying a casual goodbye to Kalabas.
He wasn't particularly worried for the Duke, he had the utmost confidence the flamboyant undead noble could worm his way out of that situation.
Besides, Auber has his own problems to deal with.
His eyes would wander from Kalabas' situation to the Blue-Haired Saiyan, the one who had arrived here with that one other altruist Saiyan, approached Auber, posing him with an interesting inquiry that Auber had asked himself earlier, and one that made him hum in thought for a moment.
Was he with Scallio? Obviously, he doesn't share Scallio's enthusiasm to destroy this planet, but he doesn't care for it earlier, as far as he was concerned, he was simply using his friend in order to battle whoever came up, which was quite the group as he would note, but it seems even in his indecision, Auber would receive a target.
His first signs of a response to Russé would be an enigmatic smile, followed by words laced with amusement "Mayhaps." He un-folded his arms, settling into a fighting stance, as he gazed at his opponent with anticipation, this was it, a fight to account for all his time in Earth.
He would do the honours of making the first move, as his dark-purple aura flared with the release of his ki, and Auber rocketed towards Russé with unparalled speed to the human eye, aiming to sock the blue-haired Saiyan into the horizon in order to isolate their battle.
They wouldn't want interruptions, now would they?
Should he be successful, Auber would chase after the form of his enemy, smile still in place as he prepared for his conflict, he had high expectations for this fight.
Attempting to Punch Russé away to create a SPLIT DE
No KP Action
3/3 KP
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Queen Kayen
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Queen of the Saiyans
PL: 232,000
Ultra Super Saiyan (x18/12T) Mastered Super Saiyan (x17/15P)
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Post by Queen Kayen on May 21, 2020 14:06:36 GMT -6
| Kayen PL: [206,000] 3,708,000 / 3,090,000 |
Kayen barely paid any real mind to what happened around her, the only people that kept her attention for the moment were Carro and Yogu, she was vaguely aware of the others all starting to break off into their own little fight groups, aware enough to know that the only ‘threats’ that seemed likely to remain present were those two people she had her focus on. Perfect. Kayen’s glare remained focused on the spirit as he responded to her taunts and threats with his own, he made the ‘bold’ move to once more use Nashua’s death as a ‘plus’ on his abilities as a fighter, Kayen took it in for the moment and simply accepted it as something else she would use as fuel for when she figured out a way to butcher a spirit. He foolishly taunted that he would kill her as well and right before they would have clashed Carro stepped in, with LEO’s power at his disposal and Kayen not putting her all into her attack it was a simply matter for the President to defend Yogu and keep things from escalating into a fight for a bit longer, he had some VERY strong words for everyone. His words for Yogu seemed to genuinely hit the spirit hard as all of his bluster and bravado seemed to drain away, his words for her however did little to truly quell her fury though it was enough to get her to keep from pressing her assault on the spirit or beginning one on Carro, at least for the time being. What DID manage to give her serious pause was his offer, or at least the attempt to start some sort of negotiation, Carro offered her essentially a blank check, ‘name your price’ to keep her from murdering the Ghost. Kayens grip on Fateburn tightened in frustration, part of her HATED that he’d made such a good offer. Wished he had been foolish enough to just think playing to emotion would be enough to have her stand down and let him live free. Yogu took that as a chance to depart, heading off to aid the other Super Saiyan, considering how close that battle was Kayen briefly weighed the option of trying to stop him before letting it go, Carro was ultimately a man of his word and if for some reason he decided to change things up on her she COULD just go kill Yogu in a few moments. Kayen made a disgruntled face as the spirits voice entered her mind and attempted to make plans for a fight some time later, all he would receive was her best effort to break whatever mental connection he was making to her and a more pure unfiltered feeling of her rage. “Considering he’s still in the living world I highly doubt he’s suffered ‘enough’. But if you want a price for his life then you can have my conditions. Nashua, alive again. The next use of the dragon balls WILL be used to revive her, word it however you want to include as many of the others who may have fallen since or before her but she WILL be revived. Namek or whoever else might be left out can wait. That’s my first condition, it should be simple enough, I’d wager it was even already apart of whatever plan you have for the Dragon Balls. My second” Kayen rolled her shoulders and tightened her grip on Fateburn. “Is that we fight, right here, right now. Not after this mess is over, not in a week, not when the dragon balls have been collected. Right now. I want to see you fight at your best, when I know you know not to hold back, because if you do something BAD could happen, the ghost could decide to fire his big attack at someone else who doesn’t deserve it. Scallio could pull out a win. Gemini could be hurt. You’ll fight me seriously and as if lives are on the line, because they very well might be”
Kayen Multipliers: x18/x15 Items: None Techniques: None Current KP: 3/3 |
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Post by Majin Bloom on May 21, 2020 14:54:25 GMT -6
Bloom's PL: 1,120,000 | 1,456,000
Her punch connected with a rather satisfying sound. Duke Kalabas’s whole body rippled from the force of it, but Bloom wasn’t sure if that was just due to his ghost body being somehow even weirder than her own. He was just as quick to whip back into shape and stab her in the eye with the pointy end of his quill - who still wrote with those anyway? The feather got jabbed pretty good into her eye, but it hardly hurt. The casual way that he did it, like he was brushing her off, did annoy her. Bloom pulled back long enough to take the damn quill out of her eye and catch Ashi saying echoing more or less what she had said not a few seconds before like she was in charge. Bloom frowned and scratched the back of her head. Maybe Ashi hadn’t heard her the first time? She glanced over to see her knocking Dion away from the whole confrontation. Letting out a sigh, Bloom wondered to herself if she were really cut out for the leadership business. She wasn’t as charismatic as Mumbo. What was the big guy thinking when he left it to her? Or… well. Dosu too, she supposed. Dosu probably would have been the better pick, huh? A little disheartened by the thought, she paid little attention to Dion as he barked at them. Something about not being self righteous, which was a little weird, given Bloom hadn’t said anything to that effect aloud. Eh. Maybe he could sense it. It wasn’t like she had been subtle about her increasing frustrations with stupid headstrong Saiyans. Either way, his little speech didn’t exactly convince her otherwise of his pride or his self-righteousness, though it was a little funny he tried to spoon the self-righteous thing onto Carro as if it was a compliment. It was not. He went on to talk about how much better that he was than them, but, thankfully, Ashi tackled him away. She did catch something about Ashi being drunk, which… made earlier make a little more sense to Bloom. She sighed, rubbing her temples. When she finally turned back to Kalabas, Bamboo was right next to him, trying to hit him like a ball over toward where Ashi and Dion had gone. Bloom finally cracked a smile when Bamboo turned to her and made a cheeky little comment. Bamboo took off without waiting for an answer, cackling like the adorable mad dog that she was. Bloom shook her head and chuckled. Look at her, getting all sensitive again. Dosu would knock her sideways if he saw her like this. She was just about to take off after the others when she saw the other ghost guy heading toward them, wiping the smile off her face. “Shit… that’s not good…”Bloom cast one final glance over her shoulder to where Amara had gone to deal with her stupid son Scallio. Under her breath, she whispered to Amara even though her friend couldn’t hear her. “Stay safe until we can get back to you, Amara…” With that final sentiment, Bloom rocketed off toward where the other two Goons had gone. Before she could protect Amara, she had to make sure that the three of them didn’t die. She couldn’t lose anyone else. Dion and the ghost guy were goodies. Or that was the impression that she got anyway. Kalabas though... he had killed a sickly Dosu. Put him down. She didn't think he'd have any qualms about doing it to another goon. Besides, he couldn't just hurt one of their own and get away with it like that. He had to pay.
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Post by Kalaboo on May 21, 2020 17:19:08 GMT -6
Kalabas wasn't as dismissive of Bloom as one might believe, no matter how exaggerated and mocking his little jab did have a purpose besides scrambling her cornea. The quill injected its ink like a wasp's stinger, but it would take time for the chilling effect to be noticeable. And as if the ghost wasn't spoiled already by vindication, to hear directly from the machine thing itself that they had mistook Vocado for a nuisance, ascended the wicked wraith beyond all satisfaction... That really was a wonderful fight. Ah, if only the ghost hadn't taken pity on that arcosian she-dog — perhaps some of these faces wouldn't be around! Self-appointed non-hero of justice nor self-righteous martyr Dion came to mind. And whatever common ground could be reached between the two saiyans lasted only until Kalabas realized his less handsome, not very tall and not at all tactical counterpart didn't mean to call Carro self-righteous. It was most likely just a slip of the tongue... Could it be that the Stargoons were right in accusing so-called heroes of hypocrisy? If so, the solution wasn't in bandying around spandex and poses. That was silly, and Kalabas was not silly. Something tapped the Duke's shoulder, who cursed himself with a thousand names as he realized he had let his guard down. Again! Could he still give himself excuses at this point, he was not even in the middle of some speech! Quite sadly. He pivoted on himself to also prick the green thing with the magic quill, instead being batted away by an extraordinarily fast blow. As he was sent reeling for miles, quite supremely unamused, his only message was for Auber, a finger pointed down. 'Stay put.' commanded the ever-diminishing hand of the ghost 'Or I will make you.' There was always the chance that the young soldier would get quite the zenkai from his battle with the retchly haired half-breed, but must he do so only some few miles away from Earth's president? Most times Auber wasn't even an idiot, but now he was waving goodbye to Kalabas! Had he misinterpreted it all? Kalabas' grumbled in his head, yet looking forward for the coming fight. Then he remembered the quill, and the ink injected into the majin. Should his calculations be correct, and the ink flow accordingly, Bloom would be soon mottled with crude caricatures of her fallen comrade doing all sorts of funny faces - some were bearded, some were not, as the ghost could not genuinely remember. Entering Split!
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AUBER - "DO I GO LEFT WHERE NOTHING IS RIGHT? OR RIGHT WHERE NOTHING IS LEFT?"
