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Post by Derrick Ottoy on Feb 6, 2021 9:40:49 GMT -6
Thread PL: 108,000 | Items: Scouter (Festive)
It's been a while since Derry has trained at Mt. Frappe, and if he were perfectly honest with himself, he wasn't exactly looking forward to coming back here again. The truth of the matter is that Derry's forced to keep on training and training constantly if he wants to try to make an impression on the rest of the Stargoons back at base. Considering the fact that he wants to stay away from the Tsurumai-Tsuburi Mountains for a while ever since that run in with the android, Mt. Frappe will have to do.
The Pink Stargoon was busy doing what he was doing before: Meditating under a constant barrage of heavy snowfall and occasionally shooting a stream of flames into the mountainside to see what happens. Derry's resistance to ice and the cold in general has greatly improved, but he still wasn't quite satisfied with his current progress. His recent skirmish with Aurora proves to him that he still has quite a ways to go before he could truly master his craft. Sitting atop the rock that he was meditating on the last time he came to this mountain, Derry looks deep within himself and focuses on just figuring out just what the hell he really wants.
Before long, however, a single piece of hail strikes the back of Derry's head, breaking his concentration an making him lose track of what he was thinking about. Clearly agitated, the Pink Stargoon stands up on his rock, and raises both of his hands at one of the nearby cliffsides. Derry launches a barrage of small fireballs at the cliffside, looking to either cause yet another avalanche on that side of the mountain or break the cliff and watch it tumble all the way to the base of the mountain. Sure enough, the rocks at the base of the cliff finally give in to the barrage and begin to crumble, sending the cliff and the snow on top rolling down the side of the mountain. Barely even breaking a sweat, Derry decides to pass the time by moving about and grabbing some ice nearby and bringing it all back to the rock. He's previously sculpted using sand and melting it to create glass, but perhaps if he were a bit more careful with his flames, Derry could attempt to make ice statues. Creating a small flame on his finger tip, the pink flame looking more like it's coming from a blowtorch, Derry gets to work partially melting some of the gathered ice in a way to create a base. He'll have to move slowly, though, since moving too quickly could result in the entire thing melting in his hands.
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Post by Russ on Feb 7, 2021 19:48:56 GMT -6
Thread PL: 125,000 | Items: Battle Armor
Training isnt the only thing on the pink dude's mind, Russ's endless motive to get stronger led him back to the place where the real journey began. Nostalgia is a strange enigma, if one were to reminiscent too much about the past they will never grow. If one were to discard those fond memories forged in their journey of self growth, they will forget the critical moments that shaped them into who they are in the first place. The hybrid's intention is to return to the former battlefield and review how much he has changed since then. Well that WAS the plan if an avalanche caused by an outside party didn't capture his interest with concern. He felt their energy levels rivaling his own in base form, a more than enough excuse for why this delicate mountain is getting its shaped defaced. Is this person training or just another nut case looking to cause more destruction? "What the hell are they doing!?" its a good thing there arent any people around here caught in the crossfire of that avalanche, someone couldve succumb a tragic incident and the culprit wouldve had an angry mob chasing them out of town. Russ couldn't allow them to do whatever they want without consequence, regardless of his own traumatic experience this place held great battles in history to last a lifetime, It cant be tarnished. He flown over to their location to confront this mountain defiler, a rock solid stern look mounted on the blue sayain's face. "Hey! Who are you to wreak this side of the mountain and cause an avalanche? Someone could've gotten hurt from this stunt you pulled." Russ didn't care if Derry is occupying himself creating a make shaft base. He hoped his strong power level will make the pink haired punk think twice about his actions and leave, alternately if this guy wants to stay and fight Russ is happy to throw down all the same. |
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Post by Derrick Ottoy on Feb 7, 2021 22:50:49 GMT -6
Derry's scouter sunglasses beep loudly while he was busy sculpting, resulting in him accidentally melting the piece of ice he was working on. Clearly agitated, the Pink Stargoon grits his teeth and turns around to see just what exactly was coming towards him. Apparently someone with a power level of 125,000 was quickly approaching him, and soon enough Derry could see that it's either a human or a saiyan. Normally a tail would immediately tell Derry that he was dealing with a saiyan, but this man was clearly lacking one, so he's either lost it or is an actual human. Regardless, Derry shouts back at the stranger, "Yeah, sorry, that's not really my problem. If they're living by a giant snow mountain, they should anticipate an avalanche every now and then, I'm sure they'll be fine. What is my problem is my little project right here and you made me lose focus." Even if the avalanche could cause any sort of damage to nearby homes and towns, it wasn't like Derry would care about them in the first place.
"I came out here to get some nice and quiet, maybe get some training in, even get in some sculpture practice, but now you're here stirring up a storm. Who the hell even are you anyway?" Derry takes this moment to further analyze just what he was getting himself into. Looking at the man, certain features such as the wild hair makes it more likely that he's dealing with a saiyan, and considering the stranger's current power, perhaps he even has access to super saiyan. That would certainly be a treat, getting to fight a super saiyan at his current level, testing himself to see if he could finally stand up to one. Then again, Amara at one point did talk about some saiyan with spiky blue hair that she's beaten down on multiple occasions. Could this be the guy? If so, he definitely has to get in on this action.
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Post by Russ on Feb 8, 2021 23:22:12 GMT -6
Not his problem...NOT HIS PROBLEM!? His apathetic response boiled his blood, igniting animosity between them and he just met the guy! Russ is doing everything in his power to contain himself from lashing out. Still..the man deserved a scorned expression as compensation for his callous behavior. Russ folded his arms and kept his furrowed gaze pinned on the man in front of him.
"Well excuse me if I don't find your stupid project more important than the well-being of others " did he really just caused a hazardous situation for the sake of ice sculpting..? What was he trying to build anyway? Even if those people will be fine and should know how to prepare an avalanche, he had half of a mind to destroy his hard work to teach him a lesson. Sure Russ interrupted his concentration but so what? He shouldn't have disfigured the mountain for his own benefit.
Sensing It's unlikely neither will back down and the growing tension among them, a fight is imminent. May as well get the introductions out of the way since he demanded his identity, its pretty evident he is irritated by the hybrid's presence. There is only one thing to solve this and it will do them good to let off steam. "I'm Russ" he answered, the hybrid unfolded his arms and popped both sides of his neck and shoulders. A smile of confidence created by the male's cheekbones, it's time to find out if this guy has the fighting talent to justify his lack of concern for his actions.
Fingers balled together on both hands greatly stressing the fabric of leather "I have a proposition if you came here to train then how about you take your best shot against me, I promise I'm much more durable than a mountain" no heroic speeches of bringing him to justice to provoke him, just getting straight to the point.
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Post by Derrick Ottoy on Feb 9, 2021 9:23:16 GMT -6
Looking at how the man is reacting, Derry smirks to himself now that the stranger was clearly agitated with him. Clearly he's already gotten under his skin, which somewhat makes up for the sculpture incident. Somewhat. The stranger then pipes up once again and states that he values the people living nearby rather than his sculpture, to which the Pink Stargoon responds, "To be completely honest, I've made a better connection with this now melted sculpture than anyone else living down there, whoever they may be. Hey, if you care so much about there well being, you can do take on cleanup duty if I decide to shoot somethin' else, that'll give ya somethin' to do."
Derry attempts to ignore the stranger in an attempt to further anger him and starts focusing once again on trying to get his sculpture back to where it was before. Derry has to admit to himself that playing around with this new guy is pretty fun. Maybe Amara really was onto something, after all. The stranger did catch Derry's attention once again when he mentions that his name was Russ, and that was all he needs to know now at this point. This Russ was indeed the same guy Amara was talking about, and though he may be small fry to the likes of her, perhaps Russ could be the perfect test subject to see if he has what it takes to stand up to a super saiyan yet. "Well then, Russ, it's good to meet ya. The name's Derrick Ottoy, friends call me Derry. I've heard a decent bit about you, but I've never had the opportunity to actually meet ya yet."
Standing back up from his project, Derry hears Russ offer to do some training with him. He stares right at Russ and smiles, replying, "Ah, now you're speakin' my language. To be fair, I've been lookin' forward to sparrin' with someone out 'ere. I was hopin' one of my coworkers would show up at some point, but you'll do just fine. Alright then, I'll accept." Derry then takes his scouter sunglasses off, stuffs them into his pocket, and assumes a guard stance, waiting for Russ to make the first move in their little spar.
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Post by Russ on Feb 9, 2021 15:33:51 GMT -6
The Saiyan's passion for fighting is quenched over the stranger accepting his challenge, Derrick Ottoy huh..he'll be sure to remember that name, wouldn't be too hard to recognize him as the guy rocks pink hair, making him stand out from the crowd. He saw his newly sparring opponent took a defensive stance egging Russ to make the first move. It's difficult to guess precisely what is he up to, he must have some experience countering strangers itching to take him down, in that case it's best to not underestimate him.
The hybrid jumped back and gear himself into a fighting stance of his own, the confident smile never left his face as it perked higher on the side of his right cheek. "Alright Derrick, let's begin!" choosing to address his real name, they aren't friends so he figured his friendly nickname isn't worth acknowledging. Russ pulled his right arm back gathering light blue energy in the palm of his hand, creating a ki ball potent enough to scuff the bringer of vandalism.
Russ fired the ki ball at Derry to make a distraction, the real intention is to get closer to him and try to kick the Pink Stargoon on the side of his body. He didn't forget about his cleanup duty comment should he decide to shoot something else, though he could be playing with his heroism as a joke to mess with him. If that's how he felt Russ will have to render his abilities meaningless if that what it takes.
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Post by Derrick Ottoy on Feb 9, 2021 17:29:28 GMT -6
Derry keeps his focus on Russ as he too assumes his own fighting stance, and once the saiyan's all set and ready to go, he begins is assault. The saiyan starts by creating a ki ball and launching it towards Derry, to which he responds by raising the palm of his hand and firing a small fireball to clash with it. The collision creates a smoke cloud between the two fighters, but Derry immediately resumes his defensive stance, keeping his arms raised up to block any incoming attacks. Russ emerges from the could of smoke and swings his leg at Derry's side. Derry responds to this incoming attack by attempting to deflect the kick using one of his arms. While he slightly bruised his arm in the process, it was enough to stop the attack from landing, and Derry moves back to gain some distance.
"A valiant attempt at distracting me, but pointless. Here, let me show you how it's done." Derry raises both of his hands towards and begins conjuring two small fireballs. After a few seconds, the former gangster fires them in Russ' direction, and while he's potentially distracted by those shots, Derry flies up into the air while firing off more and more shots until he is directly above the saiyan. Derry then stops flying and let's gravity do all the work, positioning himself to plant his elbow on top of Russ' head. Should his fireballs prove distracting enough, the resulting blow from the elbow could disorient the saiyan and give Derry an opportunity to continue his assault.
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Post by Russ on Feb 9, 2021 21:08:03 GMT -6
He should've expected the man would stop his projectile using his own abilities, his fairly powerful energy levels aren't just for show. Whatever he used to create this smokescreen appeared to be pyrokinesis, a skill not common among many fighters on this planet. Is he a demon who took a humanoid form, an android or an earthling who studied the arts of magic? The enigma of his origins is intriguing, if they met on different circumstances he would've questioned him about his history.
His vision betrayed his eyes in the thickness of black smoke, the kick managed to connect with its target but he is uncertain if it caused pain. Derry's reaction confirmed it never happened, he is able to block it effortlessly and demonstrated his own tactic of a distraction, shooting two more fireballs..great. "1?" Russ leaped and twirled in the air to avoid them and was going to make a snarky comeback, but the distraction wasn't quite finished. Derrick leaped in the air and continued shooting fireballs and Russ is at their mercy. They littered the sky in embers of ash, raining down furiously trying to scorch the young adult alive.
Russ knew not to touch them and opted to backflip consecutively out of danger, Derrick's tenacity won over Russ's agility the hybrid had to resort to blocking and earned distinctive fizzling burn marks on the arms and his clothes. The elbow drop is coming down hard and Russ placed his arms higher to block it, although it would hurt like hell still no thanks to being set on fire for a bit. Deciding to fight back he sprung off his hands and raised both feet toward Derry's body launching him back in the air, following this a use of zanzoken elevated Russ to trail after him and slammed both fists on his body attempting to make him taste cold ice on the ground.
"Not bad, you got my clothes smelling like BBQ" he complimented rubbing the injuries on his arms. "So tell me, where have you heard about me? I'm not exactly a famous guy in the world" he must've done something major for this guy to learn about his existence.
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Post by Derrick Ottoy on Feb 9, 2021 23:03:28 GMT -6
Once the fireball and ki blast clash and create the smokescreen, Derry notices a look of confusion on the saiyan's face. As he continues his assault, he rolls his eyes and tells Russ, "You know, I get this question quite often: How do I have these fire powers? The answer: I'm not too sure myself. They kinda just popped up one day and here I am. Now, back to business." Derry's barrage of fireballs has certainly kept Russ on his toes, and some stray fireballs even connect and start scorching the saiyan's clothing. Of course direct hits from such blasts wouldn't deal that much physical harm to someone of Russ' power level, but it was a start, and fortunately for Derry, he was still only getting started.
Derry's elbow connects, but it wasn't Russ' head that took the blow. The saiyan was able to quickly block his attack using both of his arms to successfully block his attack. The Pink Stargoon was now exposed to a counterattack, and Russ took the opportunity to use both of his legs to kick Derry backwards. The kick lands square into his chest and the former gangster was sent flying backwards. Before Derry could recover from the counterattack, Russ appears right behind him and slams both of his fists into his back, sending him straight into the snowy ground below. Derry flips himself around and on his feet, his knees now a bit sore from a somewhat rough landing. It certainly would've been worse if there wasn't all this snow lying around.
Once Derry stands straight back up, Russ makes a quip about making his clothes smell like BBQ, to which Derry chuckles to himself and responds, "Heh, that's a good one, kid. Most people would be complainin' about being set on fire, especially by my flames, but here you are havin' a good ol' time. I can respect that." Russ then asks the Pink Stargoon how he's heard about him, to which Derry pauses for a moment to think about his response. After pondering for a bit, Derry replies back, "Before I met a certain someone, I only heard 'bout you through some random folks chatting on the streets. Never really paid much attention to 'em. Although, I learned quite a bit about you from a certain Yellow Stargoon. I'm sure you're familiar with Amara, and from what she's said 'bout you, she must absolutely despise ya. If I'm gonna be frank, I can see why someone like you would piss her off. But to be honest, though, in my book, you're... alright. Now, let's get back to the show!"
With that declaration out of the way, Derry moves in on Russ, leading with his right hand with the presumed intention of landing a right hook square into the saiyan's jaw. In reality, the Pink Stargoon is faking a right hook and actually intends on using his legs in an attempt to sweep Russ off of his legs. Should Derry be successful, he will attempt to slam his fist straight into Russ' chest. Whether or not his attack was a success, Derry once again proceeds to move away from Russ and begin to conjure up two more small fireballs in his hands.
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