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-The Planet Natto's possible destruction is a risk, Capital Destruction is a possibility, Attempting to wipe out most and high percentage of the remaining saiyan race from existence on the last capital plant they have much like Vegeta's fate only a bit more severe in this possibly.
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The day had began rather destructively lovely. The flag ship and a few other escorts had forced at great risk and danger to push through the defenses of Natto. Almost within moments they'd broken the atmosphere the warriors within the ship had begin lending aid which turned the tides exceptionally once they could attack with more then just their reach of special ki tactics within the ship. There were plenty of strong powers upon this planet but without their true leader around who'd been preoccupied perhaps of recent times like a few powers. He expected some of merit and knowledge might have been preparing for the dangers perhaps. Taking time to hide or prepare like rats and rebels often did. It hadn't mattered... He had reached into enogh minds of men and gods to know he had already won. Sacrifices were necessary rather it be he's own blood, lovers, allies, his empire even. In truth even is very life in all parting paths of possibilities lead to his victory in on path or another. Birth and power through destruction rather it be his foes or his own. It was a delightful taste he savored.
Soldiers flooded streets quick to take to battle while his stronger commanders and allies took to battle as well. Blasting and destroying not just military targets but many things. Some blasts seeming to oddly not even aim towards buildings but leave eerie cracks in the ground and foundation near the edge and outskirts of the city. But before one problem could be focused on several others were quick to arise. Blasting from ships and the minions to stir both chaos and destruction was quick to evolve into the hurricane of insanity and destruction he desired. Making Jarvis the Caesar as well as God King look all the more glorified or perhaps horrifying as he made his way towards the palace and meeting area before it where dignitaries or any visitors would have come to meet the monkey council.
Any and all that came to close to him that were not his army or minion were disposed of without even a passing glance. In fact almost a step further any living being within enough feet would clutch their throats as he was as a walking plague. Choking the air and life from all he passed a few having their necks snapped to the side by some invisible force as if they had the audacity to take to long to die. Even further as well to those beyond his grasp a holy tempest of raining molten gold and silver rose above them in shimmering clouds. The sensations of these clouds made even metal warp and burn and would with his focus somehow avoid his own men in some unnatural way as they began to pour and hiss giving the air a uncomfortable humidity. However if this bothered Jarvis it didn't show on his expression. But the sensation was a chilling one to those with strong sensing abilities. This storm was slowly enveloping the planet and while those of significant power or those spared by Jarvis's thoughts were safe. The majority were encountering a almost biblical storm of death and pain. Those caught in the open not only seared and burned by molten metals but in some cases becoming clunky statues in their deaths cooked inside their own lovely golden cases.
If he was victorious he'd be rid of the majority of these insects... They really weren't warranted enough to be allowed to live beyond the remnants they once were. Even that mentality was... merciful. But perhaps he was a little soft hearted in the movement of 'pure' extinction to not let a few survivors not bother him. Those lucky enough to survive the battle to come or fewer still if the saiyans lost would at least have something to keep them occupied after more important then bothering him. "Return to near extinction apes... With your outposts and what survivors may escape me. It'll be delightful to see you all return to ruin and run around like monkeys... Heheheh. Animals don't need so much power after all." He'd say calmly feeling all of it as his mental tendrils reached out across the plants plains. Feeling the death, panic, and pain. Feeding off it as it seemed to empower the golden jeweled King. Dressed as a god and hair gleaming a bright almost crimson pink.
Maraca, Durendal, and Maya kept near but also gave themselves enough room to take care of all the targets and orders they'd been given. He was curious mildly how those creations were doing on earth but let the thought quickly leave his mind. They could be restored with some of that demon magic and Shin secrets if they failed... Assuming they were worth the effort. His mind reached out to all his soldiers all thousands perhaps even hundreds of thousands as well as his generals an his top Commanders an allies. One final order. In their minds as well as his own energy burning within them to stir battle spirit. Bringing within them malice in their minds. Helping them see these creatures as not people... But as insects. Insects that must be wiped out not only crush the fleeing masters an mothers. But destroy the eggs of the insects as well as the youth. Those that 'survive' would earn it. They would only receive his mercy if they proved resourceful enough. If not... then the insects deserved no mercy from the hatred and malice he poured into the minds of his men. Warping their minds with his powers so nothing but the men he needed were there. Those that would cleanse the galaxy to make way for his empire. It was time to purify the galaxy a little more.
'The galaxy does not need settled saiyans any longer. We've reformed their old lands and brought about already a new awakening in the galaxy. Peace can only be born through purification. These saiyans will always be a obstacle in the way of your desired peace and holy missions. So today we cleanse the galaxy and return these disgusting insects back to near extinctions. Back to wanderers that can return to remnants wandering until they redeem themselves again. Know you aren't punishing them but freeing them. Aiding them to find a place through burning purification. Those that remain will learn from this and know truly to live better lives this time. The frosts of the past lost sight of the true goals they should have kept eye on and fell. We however will not fall for you have a god leading you not some powerful false king. Survive or die today, Win or lose we will blow a deadly strike against these saiyans our most unruly adversaries. Even if we fall know my plans would not end... I will be your phoenix as much as I am your god and lord. I will burn them or if I do fall know even then I'll rise even more frightening then before. In life and death... We will forever be victorious sooner or later.'
The sensation of pain and sorrow was echoing as he reached the meeting pedestals. As if waiting if not expecting to be met. "Peace and some salvation may be found in victory... But isn't it ever so much more fun to have a little more build up for that? With destruction on one hand at the ready and... Hehe... salvation on the other." He'd say to whatever forces were there to meet him that weren't already in the battle. Almost mocking them with his words of 'salvation'. His coy smile wrinkled as he stifled back a laugh. His eyes lightly softened as if truly he was a child that wanted to fall to his back i laughter from a joke. His chest marks so bright they may have hurt the eyes of some. His eyes a pure crimson and flashing almost black at times... The crimson hair and kai like energy gleaming off him was all enough to create a horrific display with the battle behind him. If they still lived in the times before space travel had grown these old races. This would perhaps have looked like many expected the end times to appear when such things were still believed along side other old prophecies.
Above seen even beyond the deadly clouds of gold and death in black shimmering display. Could be seen how he connected to his soldiers and was summoning such extra strange ominous power. The Makyo star shined above... An so much darkness twisted within him it sent even a chill through the demons of his armies. Jarvis from his wish and desire for long life and riches had inadvertently become something he never expected or thought of. Starting at corrupted water and then to the dragon balls from his greed. The joking smuggler from long before had long ago been devoured by the waters and corrupted fruit he'd become. An accidental creation that was now the possible destruction and bane of the galaxy.
-Battle initiated as the Makyo star burns above.
-Caesars Golden and molten storms aim to block out light and kill civilians and soldiers alike in molten fire and flooding.
-Soldiers aim to war with bolstered minds alongside his commanders and flagship the dreamer - Dreamer and several other ships damaged from light to severe from fleet battle
-Soldiers nearing Caesar choked to death in a literal path of death behind him or with snapped necks.
-Him and his men on the path to try and force the saiyans down from thriving to on the brink of destruction as wanderers again.
-Calling out the leaders in front of the palace with the full display behind him.
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Post by King of All on Dec 12, 2016 22:53:12 GMT -5
"Sir! our anti-aircraft cannons are no longer functional! They barely made a dent in the enemy mothership!"
"Lieutenant Colonel! our attack ships and bombers are down, our spacial defenses are completely over-run!"
"Communications are still up, but with this golden rain it won't last long! Requesting orders sir!"
There was a mass of voices and panic from central command, all trying to be heard one over the other as they presented Komatsu with more and more issues by the second. He had felt Jarvis coming from far away and had prepared their defenses as best they could, ensuring that they weren't caught off guard by this attack. They had ships up in space ready for his forces along with a shield around the planet that his grand mother had designed. They had put up a good fight, taking down many of their smaller ships and matching them in strength, however what they lacked in the air was a mother ship of their own. Their spacial forces were over run and the shield rammed through by the large ship. He didn't doubt that it had taken out their shields to do however.
That didn't slow their forces down though, the enemy soldiers raining down on the capital city of Soy just as quickly as Jarvis' golden rain. Komatsu took in a deep breath, attempting to keep his calm and act like a true leader in this situation, but everything inside of him wanted to yell...
"Issue a level 1 order over all emergency channels! I want all of our off world soldiers to return home immediately! I need Councillor Jie Shan here immediately as well as the Overseer! " He ordered, only to be answered by the panicked voice of one of the operators.
"Right away sir!" Was all she said as she returned to work, Komatsu then closed his eyes and tried to remember what it felt like to speak to Flare telepathically, though all he could do was repeat his own thoughts, and hope that Flare could hear him.
'Flare! Looks like our battle won't be on Earth, Jarvis is attacking my home so if you want your shot at him you need to get your ass here now! If you contact Kyuri she can give you the co-ordinates I don't have time to go over it all' He would go through this message over and over again in hopes she would hear him, but with no guarantee, he had to assume he was down an ally. He had to rely on his own strength, especially since everyone else was relying on him now. He could feel himself panicking with the growing situation, once more feeling like that small boy trapped within the saiyans dungeon.
"I can't do this..." He would mumble all of a sudden, his hands finally beginning to shake as the control room continued to yell situations at him. Then, from seemingly out of no where a hand rested on his shoulder, and a very familiar voice spoke to him gently.
"Komatsu... you cando this, we all believe in you. You have come such a long way since back then... I trust you." It was Toru, he held his nephew's shoulder tightly, a serious look in his eyes as he tried to assure their youngest leader. Toru had a pistol slung over his shoulder which seemed highly strange for the man, but since he had come back from death, Komatsu didn't question his strange behaviour.
"What if I fail..." Komatsu would whisper softly to Toru, turning away from his command to look at his uncle almost desperately.
"You wont. Komatsu you have to believe in yourself. You trained specifically for this moment, trust in yourself as much as the rest of us trust in you. You are one of our leaders, you are the son of Natto and Tomoroko and you will do them proud." He placed one hand on Komatsu's head, leading his forehead against Komatsu's in a serious gesture. The two's eyes would lock for a long moment before the young saiyan would nod.
"I'll need you out on the battlefield uncle. I want you to make sure the young ones get out safe, no matter how much they want to fight. He isn't making this a 1 on 1 battle, he wants to wipe us out..." Komatsu assumed, slowly starting to think as a leader once more. To that, Toru smiled and nodded, even hit his own chest with his fist as he saluted Komatsu.
"Yes sir~ Be strong Komatsu" Toru assured him before soaring out of central command, blasting into his Super Saiyan transformation as he did so and flying out into the city in search of those who needed rescue.
Komatsu wasn't far behind his uncle at this point, having hastily appointed someone to direct central command as he stepped out. He was going straight for Jarvis, killing one soldier after the next as he soared directly towards his nemesis. Even as the golden rain began to fall onto him, it would sizzle against his energy and roll off of him.
"JARVIS!!!"
He yelled out at the now pink haired saiyan, fueling all of his energy through him as he aimed to ram directly into the god king himself, his firsts glowing with a bright crimson hue as he aimed to hit him as hard as he could right off the bat.
WC:900 Stamina:2/5
Komatsu's PL: 17,369,880 Toru's PL: 1,736,988
KohlrabiJie Shan Lan Dian Ya'll are being called! Used Atomic Strike: PL 17,369,880 This ability focuses Ki into multiple parts of the user's body, creating a faint red glow around the limb being infused with the attack. The user has to physically strike an opponent or an object to release this powerful energy which is released in a powerful blast. The resulting explosion from the blast is strong enough to break armor and push the two opponents away from each other. [100% Damage]
Last Edit: Dec 14, 2016 11:17:23 GMT -5 by Deleted
He couldn't help but chuckle feeling the battle around him. A few ships had come in close to him. Smaller units likely mainly entailed for close range combat perhaps. His strange ki energy that seemed to reach out in the air perhaps at fault when they'd suddenly veer off course some of them into the ground or more devastatingly structures. But these weren't the only dangerous ships. Several of his own ships and fighters when injure or when it appeared were going down from extreme damage often veered with purpose towards structures so the crashing vessels would deal more devastating blows. The pilots using their knowledge to aim for valuable things when this was one of their few remaining courses of action. In most cases the pilots would eject before this happened. Likely to take on combat on the ground. Soldiers to add to the forces of Jarvis collaboration army. The combination of so many races each soldier was almost a surprise if all their helmets suddenly were removed. He brought with him a combined force of conquered races and the at one time lesser believed creatures. He promised them riches and power in the new world of peace and prosperity for all. All that fell could be rewarded when he had heaven in his clutches as well. When he reshaped the very fabric of existence as he pleased...
He didn't seem to mind much when the stronger leaders perhaps part of the council or whatever government this place truly had began heading into battle or various excursions. It didn't truly bother him that much as a few strong or possible survivors were fine with him. Pure extinction meant they would be lost to him for good. He had never intended 'pure' extinction. Even his own army had various saiyans and his vanished once true lover of a wife was one as well before she had mysteriously vanished. But that was more a necessity when love was needed for him. Now he was no longer a victim to such a vice. He had Nakiya who understood how things really were and Shizen for his other needs. As well as others that may or always would be welcome. But none were 'required'.
AS he waited at the foot of the main citadel at the meeting plaza he was pleased to finally see Komatsu after all be the one to face him. This was good... the one he'd challenged and emotional foe. His brother would have just been a fueled source of anger and dull violence. It was better his brother was away someplace... The pain of losing his race, legacy,... and possibly family would be that ones punishment. AS well as failure to pull through for his people when they needed him. But it seemed if history was any clue the saiyans were often always a little short of their true needed abilities anyway.
He'd watch waiting on the ground as Komatsu came near vanishing from sight moments before the vicious warrior would have struck him. Appearing almost instantly as if he'd always been there one a few feet behind Komatsu almost still within arms length. Likely trying to time it right so the feirce blast would have crushed and cracked into the ground to add to the destruction in its own way. Jarvis if this was the case using his own power to hold himself firm to the ground and look hardly moved or effected by the effects... if at all.
Chuckling as if to mock the warrior as he loved it so. The rush of anger and emotion and while predictable behavior the special sensations and behaviors this one brought to the table. He held back a snort as he'd speak calmly if not condescendingly. "Such bold foolish rage. But it is admirable regards. You've even grown so powerful too?! I'm actually impressed. The bold and brave Komatsu come to be the final martyr of his dying civilization. You even skipped out on the speeches your sister and brother would have given and headed straight into the action! Its very fitting... You're truly more of a saiyan then the rest of your surviving family. Maybe I'll keep you alive after this and put you in a cage so whatever left of the saiyans can see a example of what their people 'once' were." Biting then licking his lower lip before adding. "Like those ones on earth with the ape men before they became what they are today as they believe. Fitting..." Mocking the warrior perhaps trying to draw out more rage and anger as well as emotion to unbalance the warrior. Broken spirit and pure rage in a saiyan could be dangerous but a strength too if he used it right. Perhaps though this was just him once again over enjoying himself as well. One of his major weakness's a few of his council had identified when he chose to pick fun over decisiveness. But who wanted to openly challenge a gods decisions?
He'd run a hand along his side slowly as his Kai clothing would begin to vanish replaced as quick as it was gone with the golden armor of his creation and magical energies. The army as twisted feeling in its creation as the Dark Kai's and blackened waters of demons combined. His pink aura burning around him as armed himself in fine and powered gear. His head still revealed to show his face and expression for now. So he could see Komatsu with the full knowing he could see him in return. "I'm sure some of the stronger ones can defeat the trial of death but how does it feel knowing these people are going back into the pages of the near extinction list. The majority about to be wiped away like so many eons before? To know of your accounts first hand would be grand in a millennium for what I have recorded in the history of the existence to come." As if Komatsu was already just a historical figure. The battle had started but not truly just yet. Caesar apparently wasn't done mocking the warrior unless he was truly serious in his comments. It was hard to tell anymore for some. His expressions either didn't give it away as easily any longer or he truly was fully enveloped now and transformed into what he'd become.
He licked his lips lightly as he looked at Komatsu without hatred but just something else... Admiration perhaps? Caring maybe or a little scorn perhaps melded with pity. Disgust as well as perhaps even love. What was a enemy after all one so entangled in our own fates but one of the most closest and most intimate relations? Hatred itself just a misunderstood passion as strong if not stronger then love. Jarvis's desire at this moment wanting to break Komatsu in ever way possible just as much as another part of him wanted to embrace him and make him one of his own. To gut and bleed his enemy as much as to gently caress. The sensation of true battle and so many true sensations in the air pure hatred! Pure Pain! Death so strong it was like a screaming mind numbing pleasure felt within his mind and very being! In this moment he felt like he was glimpsing paradise...
This one was one of the special ones... No matter the events of today or even a million tomorrows from today. This was one of the few that would always be with him. Perhaps even part of him.
---- Narrowly Dodged Atomic Strike: PL 18,672,621 with [ST-2] Blurring Blue - PL 34,220,813
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Post by Isis Zorya on Dec 14, 2016 11:15:58 GMT -5
It’s said that in the moments of crisis that was when one’s true nature would show, good, evil, either or. It would always show the moment that there was a crisis of such duress. So when chaos erupted inside the city lines, all one could watch was as a society fell apart from within. Soldiers turning coward and switching sides, to gases killing only certain people. The Caesar’s soldiers coming in as well to murder any they see, youth or elder. This was the kind of crisis that showed one's true colors, showed who they would follow in the end. It was these moments that showed one as being able to leave to help another or to stay as a coward, or even to join in on an onslaught.
Isis was one of these people, it was during this duress that her truth really showed. Although she herself was weak, she wasn’t a coward enough to not help. This was where her kindness was shown in. While she herself was not strong enough to beat an entire army alone, and only barely possibly a squad even. Here she was helping in another way, evacuating others all by herself. All alone with no squad to help her back up. After all they were still on Earth. Right now she was here doing what she had always been raised to do, even though her father was not the nicest of men, she still strove to give everyone kindness, and right now that kindness was making her run into these dangerous areas. All she could ask was that she could save one more, save one more, save one more. Simply on repeat, trying to get everyone back to the academy or palace, the safest places as of right now. She could feel the power of her mentor. He was striving so hard, she could see his ki, and that of the other one he was fighting, the attacker of their home.
Here she was, underneath these godly powers, she wasn’t strong by any means, she wasn't weak either. She still though was only a basic soldier’s level of strength. As she approached the dangerous fog once more, she created a small magical fire in her mouth and held it close to her mouth, the fog around her burning away for the cleanness of air as she pushed through. Nearing a child only of seven. One unconscious but still alive. Grabbing the child and tossing him over her shoulders she looked up, a hole in the fog burned away as she spotted her leader. ”You can do it Komatsu!” She would shout only to begin moving farther away, one arm over the unconscious child, and the other being used to create the magical fire to protect her in this fog. ”Please..le..let me save one more..” She would mumble quietly in prayer as she trekked through the burdened city..
All the while she could only deeply hope, that her mentor, her leader would win this fight..and save their home. Now..she had to go..she had more to save..
WC: 525 PL: 14,422
Last Edit: Dec 14, 2016 11:16:44 GMT -5 by Isis Zorya
Shizen was amongst the first to leave the ship as soon as it entered the planets atmosphere. She was by no means a warrior, but that didn't mean she couldn't help. She could have the planet attack it's own people, heal their wounded and be a major turning point in this war against the saiyan race. It was no mystery that the girl hated people in general, only a few making it through her emotional barrier enough to become her friends and loved ones. That meant, she had no qualm killing these saiyans for her master, if that's what he so desired.
She chose to stay at a safe distance from him this time around however, as his power was incredibly overwhelming and could pose a serious danger to those caught up around him. Instead, Shizen chose the outskirts of the capital city where she could find a quiet spot that remained untouched by the battle at hand. She would kneel down and place her hands against the ground, closing her eyes for a moment.
"Lend me your strength... let me protect you..." She would whisper softly, sucking in a deep breath as she began to channel the natural powers of the planet.
The power would begin to flow through her, causing a chill to go down her spine and her eyes to shoot open. They were different than they were even when she transformed. They were completely black except for her Iris' which glowed a vibrant green hue, the red markings on her face would shift and move to make a sort of mask around her eyes, her hair would change from blonde to a strange blue color and finally her clothing seemed to magically change as well. The power she had been absorbing wasn't solely from the planet, but also from the Makyo star up above forcing her into a new, warped version of her otherwise natural transformation.
With a shaky breath, Shizen rose into the air once more, vines creeping up out of the ground followed by flowers and tree's. It only took minutes for a small forest to sprout up around Shizen, and as she pushed her hands forward, the vines would whip forward and pierce the buildings in front of her, tangling around them until they were able to crush them completely.
Post by King of All on Dec 14, 2016 11:52:06 GMT -5
As Jarvis vanished from in front of him Komatsu would growl audibly in irritation as the crimson around his fists disappeared as it hadn't connected with anything. He promptly turned around, expecting Jarvis to make a sneak attack behind him and found him just standing there, looking as smugly as ever. His eye would twitch as he straightened up, this time a blue aura overtaking his body, at first it would seem as if blue flames were licking at Komatsu's body but soon you could tell it didn't hurt him in the least, and with every passing moment the aura grew thicker, almost as if he was building a shield around himself.
"I'm done with speeches and I'm done talking to you, you con of a bitch you broke our deal! We were meant to fight 1 on 1! No one else was to be involved! I had your people SPARED so we could avoid war!" He growled once more, even more angry with himself for trusting Jarvis. With a quick glance to his wrist he could see the markings put there by their deal fading. It seemed their pact wasn't as lethal as it had been made out to be...
"You're underestimating my people you idiot. We are a warrior race, and we will not fall to some false god! Try to get under my skin all you want, but I'm already out to kill you." Komatsu warned, stepping down powerfully into the ground behind him before launching himself towards Jarvis again. This time, however, he fully expected Jarvis to dodge and had no intention of striking him just yet. He was charging up his rebellion spear, building up speed and power with each of his movements, the blue aura around him solidifying more and more as he moved. When he darted towards Jarvis, it looked as if he was going to try ramming right into the blue haired brenchian, fists raised to look like he was still posing a serious threat.
"Heads up!" A man's voice cried out as he sped towards Isis and the child at an incredible speed. There was a large chunk of a building that was falling directly down onto the pair, and Toru had barely made it there in time to catch the falling debris. It fell onto his open palms with a groan, pushing the saiyan warrior down with a heavy lurch before Toru caught himself and pushed up against the debris, charging up a blue blast of energy and using it to vaporize the debris he was holding.
With a sigh of relief, he then turned over to face Isis, giving her a thumbs up to show he had things under control.
"They're evacuating citizen's at the reserve launch site East of the city, hurry up and take the kid there, try to make sure the other citizen's make it there too alright kid!?" Toru called out to her, hoping that she would be able to take on such a task. He hadn't met Isis yet, but seeing anyone take care of their fellows spurred confidence in the warrior.
WC: 518
Charging [IN] [OT-2] Rebellion Spear: Current PL 8,684,590 > 17,369,880 next turn
He'd draw in a breath heavy and thick within his lungs listening to Komatsu and observing the thick aura appearing around his body. The golden furred warrior a thing that left him almost breathless. The growth this man had went through in such a short time was nothing short of astonishing. Even a ruler as well as a god had to give respect when it was due silent; or otherwise. Even as the magic faded from Komatsu since Jarvis had broken some of the rules personally meant it didn't harm Komatsu but Jarvis more then felt the burning in his arm. Closing his eyes briefly as words shot across the Cosmos briefly as a side thought. The markings on his arm finally reacting began to burn unlike Komatsu's and ignited through the armor actually melting the golden armor and black under suit. Jarvis pulling out of his momentary Trance looking at his limb at his side then back to Komatsu ignoring it as if it was hardly a concern as the smell of cooking meat hit the air. "I cannot achieve my control and dreams without war. This has become truly evident to me in recent weeks. Your people were to much of a inconvenience and problem. Perhaps there was a time I thought we could have coexisted like I proposed... But nothing can be set in stone if neither of us truly hold control. The ruler of heaven, hell, and those leaving beyond. With pathetic gods controlling us all whatever would have been gained for either of us wouldn't have meant much in the grander scheme. Yes... I may have broke some aspects of our deal. But your 'peace' can only be yours if you defeat me and this battle still stands in either case as well. So not all was a lie in some ways. But in the end I realize my goals cannot stop and simple crowns with monarch set rules. So I must push beyond our boundaries and make sacrifices as well as decisions others can't." Snarling lightly as he know allowed his helmet to form over his head Golden and refined as the rest of his armor. A dark shadow and light dancing one his face created by the flame ignited at his arm that was dancing as if magical flames. The dark arts taking a angered stance within the pact for Jarvis breaking the sacred bonds. 'Demon magic... What is this to a god.' He'd think to himself reaching his left hand over to about the upper forearm of his right arm.
Komatsu was speaking the second half of his words as Jarvis's finger tips gouged through the melting armor then into flesh that spurted out blood lightly when Komatsu angrily roared his words like a lions roar preparing himself to attack moments before actually doing so as he was still gathering energy. He'd have this treated back on his ship. He felt he could wrap this up with plenty of time for that. Flesh torn and ripped with force as fingers stuck like daggers into flesh. Twisting through muscle, Pulling meat from bone, bones then cracked from immense force of ones fingers alone. A slight wince made under the helmet but only a minor one as this was just one price to pay for the moment. All broken oaths came at a cost that he was willing to pay. When he ruled all in the end problems like this wouldn't arise again. He'd pay now for the true world later.
At the moment the warrior rushed towards him like a raging bull preparing his lance deadly and true to many in the galaxy. Jarvis holding his breath lightly before letting out a sigh. The sickening crack made moments later as he'd twist and crack the rest of the bone as the helmeted warrior pulled the arm from its join at the forearm where he'd cut and twisted his fingers in His left hand ripping the right arm free from bellow the elbow and upper forearm. Gripping the wrist after in his left hand holding it as the flames let out a shriek as if from spirits of the damned. The flames beginning to dim already weakened with no body left to feast on as it had intended. His power had repressed the effect enough to slow to now stop it like this. Himself not seeming to show much concern even if his expressions would have been hidden by the helmet. The golden armored god with the now crimson stained golden appearance of black golden crimson darkness. Pointed his stump of right arm at Komatsu. A bit of flesh poking from blackened remnants of the lower edges of the black under suit. An with his power he'd reach out with what would seem like a invisible hand as some may perceive it. Perhaps with some luck the display would already have Komatsu thrown off balance mentally for a moment or two.
Blood spluttering in places of the wound and bone seen lightly poking at the end outward. But many areas burned from the fires had sealed. As if it was still there he'd reach out with his energy and aim to try and stop the boy dead in his tracks. Reaching out as the torn limb pointed at Jarvis. The severed half of it clutched in his left hand at his side. The energy from his right trying to focus and gather around Komatsu's throat. To try and not only slow his rush ahead if not stop it in attempt. But also try crush his throat inward. To if achieved deprive the saiyan of air and injure his throat heavily if possible. A tactic Jarvis had used before on raging saiyans. If he couldn't be reached then such tactics by the warrior would be useless. But he was almost a little unsure if it would be enough. The excitement giving him chills as hie smiled under his golden mask. The hand of ki invisible in the air attempting to chock and stop Komatsu trying to bring him to his knees!
"You scream out so openly and your very emotions are like a beacon. I don't even need you to let me in your mind to feel them! You and I will always be a part of one another my enemy. We are entangled and connected by all; this and that will never change... You are becoming like me to do what you believe is best for your people and your vision of life. Perhaps... if you had the power I hold you could have been able to change things as I wish too. But such emotions without power or the resolve to do whats needed I'm afraid you will always fall short. But even with that I cannot help but hunger for you... I could destroy you so easily yet I resist... Why do I give you such chances to harm me? What secrets do you hide that your brother and sister lack?" Licking his lips from under the helmet as he felt that deep hunger from his greed and desires. His own emotions and ambition for all he desired from control to even petty wealth. His curious natures unable to resist the pained boy Komatsu no a man sh aped by what he'd been through. A kindred spirit in some ways that truly parched Jarvis in drought that made him thirst for him. He didn't understand why he couldn't just destroy him and seize certain advantages. The brother and sister of this line he'd have gladly cut down into nothing and laughed when their bones were added to his treasury. But they lacked something this one had... Something familiar. He'd broken the mold of his fate when he'd became this. Komatsu was still trapped in that restrictive world of the Kais. A painful existence and familiar set of pains of the world.
In life as a mortal most endings were often able to be found in someones beginning. History always repeated itself and there was no such thing as escape from that. But Jarvis was give this gift to break from those chains of fate... Komatsu forever bound. Jarvis's very soul in this moment of attacking the man shook. Perhaps this was why he had to destroy them, the ... The gods of creation, destruction... all that opposed him and clung to the old ways. He would break the chains and rules of existence. With his own hands or hand in this moment crush the very bonds of existence. A new existence where these pains would never reach anyone again an he would give 'anything' to achieve his new existence when he held heaven and hell in his right and left palms. Maybe that's why he liked Komatsu and the almost pure honesty in him. The reminder of his dreams through him or at least how Jarvis perceived it.
Someone fighting with their very being for their people, ideals, very ways of life. How often could anyone say they believed and fought for something with all of their very being! Truly all of them in body and soul. This pure emotion, Pure honesty that was like a narcotic he could feed off of for ages when he felt it. This familiarity and twisted emotions that were between them. This beginning of a conclusion... Maybe this is why he had to wipe out the saiyans as well. A sacrifice to see if he was right about the corruption and purity of the crashing dreams here and now. Was this pain this broken shattering path of fates what people called... love? Was this what true baptism in pain and fire was? The sacrifice to his dream and recognizing himself in his enemy? In this his heart ached for Komatsu. He desired have a open door into Komatsu's thoughts and see as well as feel his emotions. Feel his existence but at this moment this was simply not to be. This was another one of his sacrifices... one of Caesars trials on his path to the true existence.
"If only you could share in this path with me... You have so much potential yet there is no possible outcome that would allow me to use you. Truly a terrible thing it is that you are lost to me" He'd say softly within the attacking or clashing of attacks as it were. "Where as you would cling to this world... I would destroy it if it means I can one day mold a better galaxy... A better existence!" His voice soft and pained as much as it was violent. The pure emotion and honesty in the air and intensity between them was pure pleasure as he felt it with every fiber of his being an sensation from his soul. ---- Meanwhile elsewhere his minions waged their own campaign. They'd be ready to face those stronger trying to lure out survivors when the time was right. Watching and observing as much as thy destroyed all things around them in the purity of war. ----
-Removed his cursed arm from the broken ritual from the upper forearm down on his right side. Clutching it in his left hand -Aimed to stop Komatsu with [OT-1] Ki Choke 25% plus all 5 warrior spirits for the battle for 75% total - Offense 14,340,150/14,666,062 Speed - aimed King of All as he charges Komatsu to choke and try and damage him if able as described in post. Pointing and focusing the energy from his now stump and gruesome right arm.
-1 Ki - 2/5 Ki remaining
[OT-1] Ki Choke: Caesar instead of focusing his ki around his body as a weapon or a discharge. Uses it as a focused attack. Reaching out with it invisible energy trying to put force at the throat of his enemy for a short time. If possible lift from the ground momentarily and apply pressure to the throat or wrists or any desired targets. This usually requires strong focus as well to manage to strike at his opponent with strength and accuracy. [25% Damage]
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Post by Isis Zorya on Dec 14, 2016 15:16:55 GMT -5
Isis didn’t know how much father she still had to go, it was so dark and hard to see anything almost. She could barely see fore than a foot ahead of her, and she had a glowing light around herself. How dark must it have been for others still trapped in the city? As she wondered this, her ears picked up on the sound of something cracking, turning quickly she tried to find where it was coming from, but it was all too late. The pile of debris was heading towards her, and she didn’t have enough time to gather enough ki to block it. As she closed her eyes and prepared to take the blow for the child she held with her.
Something short of a miracle happened. A golden haired figure was holding up the debris. The golden light having been blinding at first from this sudden darkness she averted her eyes slightly to try and see who it was. ”Komatsu?” She would ask thinking the super saiyan had been her commander. Upon adjusting to the sudden light did she realize this wasn’t Komatsu, but one of the other higher ups. She was speechless at such power though, it shocked her to no end. As the debris was simply vaporized away that was when he spoke again.
Telling her of how there were citizens being evacuated at the eastern side of town. It was going to be quite a hike, but it would be safer than flying. They had to get as many out as they could right now, and this urge inside of her to do so and help as many as she could. It overwhelmed her too much. It had to be done. She had to get as many as she could out of here. Then she would leave as well, once everyone was safe.. Such a big task, such a small girl, so much on hands and yet she didn’t know how she would fully do it. As long as her spirit pushed on though she wasn’t going to give up.
”Thank you sir, don’t worry. I don’t plan on leaving myself until I can get everyone safe.” She would say as she would begin to walk back off into the darkness. The only thing protecting her and the unconscious child from its effects, the magical flame she had created around herself. Her spirit had begun to push her even harder. She now had a promise to keep that she didn’t plan on breaking anytime soon. So she pushed and pushed into the darkness, her light a solo flare in a sight without. Along the eastern way she would head for the dangerous journey it would be to get there, a journey to tell in the future, a journey that would be well worth its cost on herself. She wasn’t going to give up. She had seen many given up on her, many that had though she was useless simply because of how she acted. That wasn’t the case though..she only acted that way, because kindness..was always the best option. It was her option, it was her choice.
“APPROACHING TARGET LOCATION.” The computer spoke out after hours of silence. Despite the stargazing elemi being enthralled mostly with the sight of passing by planets and other stellar objects Flare had eventually fallen asleep in the silence of space. The light hum of the engine was all she needed to start resting. Upon being woken up she straightened herself up and pressed a few more buttons on the console. She had stopped a good ways away from the planet’s atmosphere and observed first from afar. For a moment it was silent as the young flame looked around for a way to issue the computer to scan the planet but it was apparently automatic; it had been a while, perhaps she just forgotten.
“SCANNING . . .” “Ahh. I do have supplies for the elements should I need them, let’s just see what we got here. Never did tell me if the place was hospitable or not.” The scanning went on for a good several seconds. A time too quick to be feasible from top to bottom of the atmosphere and upper crust of the planet.
“UNKNOWN INTERFERENCE. FULL SCAN FAIL. ” This made her perk up and hunch over the small computer screen to get a look at whatever it did pick up. Oxygen and Nitrogen. A bit too much iron, though not in deadly amounts. Trace noble elements. Nothing that looked weird at first. Until lots and lots of gold started showing in the console. The density of this rain seemed to be what was stopping this scan. That meant the damned thing was covering a lot of the skies. Flare leaned on back in her seat and glanced back up at the planet before her… Just… besides Jarvis, who was there? Focusing just enough to start feeling around for people. Komatsu and Jarvis were strong enough that she easily felt them regardless of this attempt but other familiar signatures came up. A few she didn’t particularly like thinking about… And Shizen?! Well this was just getting better and better.
“Well, not sure how I’m about to go with keeping this up to make sure it doesn’t get roasted. Shields only stay active enough when it’s running.” The disadvantage of it being a car, she supposed. Jax being here to give her that corny statistical data he always did would be lovely. “Whatever. If I can get it into low orbit, maybe I could just leave it above the mess down there…” problem was, there wasn’t an autopilot command for that, per say. Coordinates were too extreme at the current moment to switch them around comfortably so she took the handles into her own control and started to slowly drift closer to the planet. Slow and steady… Slow…
What do you think happened? No, really.
Flare has a well known history of being terrible at driving just about anything. Funny since she has so many cars she fucks around in. It was perhaps their disposable nature in her youth that it was seen to that she never took care in improving her driving. The L.A.D.D.I. space car started accelerating at an incredible speed; Rivaling that of her journey down here. No amount of shielding and metal plating would save the vehicle from plowing several tens of thousands of miles per hour into liquid gold and within mere moments later slamming into the ground. None of which seemed to hurt the passenger of the ship in the beginning. Nothing but hot stuff, molten metal; She was made of hot stuff. It was the ground. The ground would finally rock her world as the ship plunges almost fully underground. Mostly in pieces. The remnants of the main hull remained intact long enough to hold the interior of the vehicle.
“That… That was fast.” She muttered under her breath as dirt and more of the pouring golden rain started encapsulating her. The controls, computer, and all that junk had far been gone. Way too gone to be salvageable. Every way a normal earthling woman had to getting out was blocked and crammed tight with molten metal and hardening dirt. If she was weak as she used to be this could have spelt death for her.
Attuned Super Elemi: 5,886,942/5,375,034 PL
Flare wasn’t that woman anymore though. She probably didn’t even need the sudden transformation, but damn it if blasting through the ground and making a small crater in your wake didn’t look cool. In a short outburst of energy and yelling the hull burst out along with the dirt and other things that had followed its way close to her and flung them all out and up. The resulting show created a small crater where she once was just laying down in her broken down ship. Remarkable that, she had landed closer to the capital than one would have thought just by going to a planet at random. Most, if not all on the planet, would have felt it at least.
“Hah! One way to make an entrance, eh?!” Flare started raising away from the small crater and glanced about around this city of theirs… The landscape was so much different than that of earth. Had it not started to be covered in this tacky gold she would love to just take in the sight for a moment. No, what was catching her attention more now because of it was the man himself. Jarvis… And his cronies. She only recognized the one from the top of her head. Funny that, not too long ago just one of them would have easily trampled her. Then Koma… Wait, was Koma all that was really here now to fight Jarvis directly? The young flame would have thought that alliance of theirs would be about here fighting alongside him.
“Komatsu! Am I here too late? Maybe too early? Am I just in time to hear the crazy shit this idiot spews?” As she said it she turned her attention to said godking and listened to this spurge go on about molding a better galaxy and existence. Just what the hell was he going on about- Wait, whoa. Flare narrowed her eyes down on whatever the hell it was the blue haired prick was doing to himself. And then whatever he was trying to do with Koma.
“Hey, King of assholes! Ruler of hypocrisy! Emperor of apathy! O’ what shit doth thou spread now!?” Flare was very well aware Shizen was about somewhere else doing her own thing; And that was very fine by her. These morons next to this prick though could prove annoying. She could also still feel that huge gap between herself and Jarvis but she was no longer bothered by it… Now that she was here. Right here, where she wants to be in order to save others from this absolute genocidal psychopath. In a flash she tried appearing right in front of the godking himself with a fierce look in her eyes before extending her arms on both sides and unleashing a spectacularly bright white flame from her extremities in an attempt to blind him with the sheer intensity of it. Those around him should also surely get a look at the bright and sudden flash. It was the equivalent of looking at the sun for a few seconds too long.
“Hey, look at me when I talk to you! Molding a better galaxy? A better existence? Get off your highhorse!” She couldn’t let the super intense light out for too long as it eventually faded. She readied herself for any retaliation in the meantime while also distancing herself between the four of them near Caesar. “Stop being a lying piece of shit and say what you mean! You’re no better than those monsters of ages old. Those we’d call monsters today! You’re entire movement is the only thing turning the galaxy into hell itself. Tossing people and planets around like they’re dispensable!" Even though she wasn’t shooting that white flame off any longer she was still raging with emotion and anger. She felt even hotter than the gold he rained down from above at that point, giving eyes that could pierce even the most stark of men.
- Aiming a Solar “Flare” at Caesar and those who were around him, if any. Hoping he was busy with his weird one-armed stuff to get blinded by the light.
[ST-1] Solar "Flare" - While it shares its name with a famous technique, this Solar Flare relies on a flash of bright, white flame that comes from her body in some form or another. An overexertion of how hot she could make her flames, per say. It works pretty well as an alternative to its namesake, blinding all nearby. [50%(2,943,471) PL Non-harming Stun]
Mastered Power [x5]
Great Ape (Uncontrolled)[x10]
Super Saiyan [x12]
Super Saiyan Second Grade [x13]
Super Saiyan Third Grade [x18/10]
Super Saiyan Full Power [x15]
Ember Celica, Katchin Chestplate [-75%PL/+50%Gains], Old Spacepod, 40% Shop
Kohlrabi's landing was anything but pleasant, but she at least came out of it unscathed. The same couldn't be said for the little general store her pod had smashed into though. Of all the huge buildings in the capital city she had managed to crash into one of the smaller ones. The saiyan didn't want to wait for her pod to open so she kicked the glass of the one window on her pod and carefully climbed out to prevent cutting herself on any of the remaining glass. The hybrid took a look around the store and quickly noticed the frightened clerk standing at the counter she had just narrowly missed. Realizing what she had done the saiyan cringed a bit. "Er.. Sorry about that, but you should get out of here as quickly as you can." Kohlrabi shook her head. 'What's this guy still doing here?' She furrowed her brow thinking about the possibilities for only a moment because she remembered what she had come to Natto for. The saiyan balled her hands up into fists and hovered off the ground before flying through the roof up into the sky above the city. 'That shop should have been abandoned with all this stuff that's going on..' Kohlrabi thought to herself, furrowing her brow. She had to get to Komatsu as quickly as possible to make sure she wasn't too late. However, as she started to go looking for him she heard what was going on in the streets below, soldiers attacking and killing anything they could find. With the view she had from where she was, she was able to see a lot of the carnage. Hearing the screams of agony from people as they were struck down and the cries for help from those that chose to run despite the inevitable outcome simply.. stunned Kohlrabi. This was her first time witnessing destruction on a massive scale and the experience was far from pleasant. 'Komatsu needs me.. But these people need me even more!' Kohlrabi thought with clenched teeth.
Super Saiyan: 1,447,448
She felt she was partially to blame for allowing this disaster to occur. If she had stayed with the Alliance and kept up with her training, then maybe Natto would have one able-bodied defender. Her Ki was able to protect her from the golden rain although the little droplets still stung a bit as they hit her skin. The pain still couldn't tear her away from her negative thoughts. Komatsu needed help from anyone he could get, but certain obligations to Natto and it's people that this soldier of the Alliance seeking forgiveness from the people she had chosen to betray despite her pure intentions dragged her towards helping out the civilians. "I WON'T LET YOU DESTROY MY HOME!" The hybrid screamed, letting her anger explode out from her, a golden aura surrounding her as she ascended.
The super saiyan dropped to the ground and began attacking enemy soldiers. Her aura immolating those who got to close, and those who were too far for her to punch were simply shot by her shotgun gauntlets. This was her first real fight, and despite being rusty, the saiyan let her rage guide her blows. Showing no mercy for the soldiers who couldn't do the same to her people. Kohlrabi had chosen to put her focus on saving the civilians without seeing Komatsu first, but he would hopefully sense her Ki.
WC: 569 Kohl's PL: 1,447,448 Kohl is attacking any soldier she can get her hands on in order to save civilians.
Bris had indeed been prepared for quite the rough entry. Never did he expect this sight to witness though. As his pod began to hover in the skies, he could only witness with utter surprise as he saw the molten gold raining from the sky. It wa such a beauty. As he even looked out into the world beyond he couldn’t help but remember of his first time having came here, mainly impressed the monkeys hadn’t blown themselves up. Now as he looked out he could only smile at the death of the filthy monkeys here. It brought a touch of warmth to his heart.
As his pod opened in the air, he floated outwards, and as he spot the Caesar fighting the one..the same boy who had shot him those many years back. Komatsu. It looked like some damage had been done towards the Caesar though. His hand was just gone...A voice spoke inside of Bris’s mind. This was his chance, he could use one of his forbidden techniques and cause the Caesar to fall. To take control of the shatter army...no, the Caesar was..an ally of sort..mutual hatred? Yes that was mainly it..they simply had a mutual enemy. They both wanted the devastation of these monkeys after all...and who would know? This could provide quite the adequate chance of for some good fashioned training after all. It's been a while after all since he has had to use more than five percent of his power.
That was when he spotted it, a saiyan that seemed to be trying to help another saiyan. The saiyan in the air though, as he flew closer towards him. He looked upon the golden color of their hair...a super saiyan.. That wasn’t what set him off though. As soon as he saw the face.. Something inside his blood, something made it grow in rage. Something he couldn’t explain. But as soon as he saw that face..it felt like the entire air around him was tensed. As if something..something destiny bound was happening here. Something bigger than just this battle here..
The arcosians had told stories when they were children about the super saiyan, a creature that destroyed their armies various cycles of old. Never had one been beaten by their race. He was not going to be another of those in history to lose to such a pathetic race. He still had no idea how strong his own power was at one hundred percent..but maybe he could test it and see. This super saiyan would fall under him..he was going to make him kneel..and then? Then he was going to make sure all knew of the might of the arcosians once more.
As he rushed towards them he spoke directly to the saiyan named Toru. ”Another insignificant monkey that needs to die? Oh the joy..I suppose you will be the next one on my list..super saiyan..It’s time for that silly legend about your invincibility to finally end.” Bris would speak very very coldly as he looked to the saiyan and began to power up..
WC: 533 PL: 131,691
Currently in suppressed form still
Last Edit: Dec 15, 2016 12:33:30 GMT -5 by Deleted
Post by King of All on Dec 19, 2016 5:51:07 GMT -5
“An inconvenience? Hah I think this was the one time our people were innocent of any crimes against you! Don’t try to spew your bullshit at me Jarvis, I don’t care for your reasoning behind attacking us. You and your people attacked my home, you are my enemy and I won’t stop until I see you dead for everything you’ve done!” Komatsu’s own speech was short and to the point, he was done beating around the bush, done playing the Caesar’s games! All he wanted was for his people to prosper, to live a life of relative peace away from the previous Saiyan Empire and the Cerulean Empire. It seemed no matter how hard he tried to achieve that he failed, just like with everything else. However, beating Jarvis… that would be his success, that would prove to himself that he wasn’t just one big failure… because he couldn’t bear the burden of his people’s extinction.
The blue energy that surrounded him continued to build and build as he launched himself at Jarvis again and again, never striking him as the two seemed to dance around one another. He couldn’t help but flinch as Jarvis began tearing his own arm off, not quite understanding that their broken pact was what had caused the flames to overtake him. Frankly, he didn’t quite care, one arm down, only one more to go.
As Flare showed up, he couldn’t help but grow slightly more confident with himself, glad that his message had reached her, and that she was actually here to help! Sure it was for selfish reasons but whatever, he was getting the backup he needed.
“A little late to the party, but better than having missed all the fun” Komatsu called out to the fiery woman who was already calling out to Jarvis. He had stopped playing Jarvis’ games, but it seemed Flare was still up to responding in kind. No matter, perhaps she could distract him just long enough for this to hit.
The blue aura around his body would fit tightly around him now, almost as if he was wearing a coat of armor. He dashed towards Jarvis one more time, though this time with every intention to him. As he sped forward, leaving a trail of gold behind him, he could feel a sudden pressure pushing against the blue barrier, more specifically trying to grab hold of his neck. He grit his teeth as he was slowed, though pushed himself harder and harder, even as the pressure pushed passed his barrier and made it rather difficult to breath. He persevered however, his force of will and new found strength shattering the invisible force just as Komatsu’s body slammed into Jarvis’ golden armor with incredible force, damaging it and no doubt him.
He would quickly push himself back away from Jarvis once the attack stuck, chosing to create some distance between the two so that the other couldn’t retaliate too quickly.
“I didn’t think gods could lose Jarvis, looks like you’re a fake after all. Heh, I'd never work for you... It's not even a possibility” Komatsu began to boast, smirking cockily. You could just faintly see the red markings around his neck indicating that he had in some way felt Jarvis’ own attack. He was also working quite hard to keep his panting to a minimum, he couldn’t let Jarvis see how much energy he had already used...
“Good kid, stay strong” Toru called down to her confidently, smiling as he watched her leave with the little one. It was good to see their soldiers helping those that couldn’t like that… while he’d rather not be in this situation at all, it proved just how far their race had come since becoming the saiyan Alliance. The saiyans were no longer the people they once were, and that girl was a testament to that.
His inner reflection was short lived however as he could sense another strong power headed straight for him. He sighed in mild annoyance at the idea of having to fight someone one on one, as he would much rather quickly take out their weaker fighters and save more of their people… but it seemed he didn’t have a choice. What was more was that this newcomer was a Kold Demon, and he didn’t seem too pleased... judging by the tone of his voice. He seemed to have a personal hatred for the hybrid saiyan, but Toru had no idea just who this guy was.
“You have some kind of grudge against me? I’ve never claimed to be invincible, so why are you helping this maniac?” He asked his opponent seriously, any kind or joking demeanour he normally carried about him having been pushed to the wayside. Even in a battle he normally would try to joke about with his opponent, but there was no time for that now… he wasn’t going to have a repeat of the Alliance-Empire war… he wasn’t going to lose any more members of his family.
“Doesn’t matter, you want to harm my family and I won’t forgive you for that.” He stated as he braced himself, bringing both hands to the side of his body, a blue orb of energy forming between his palms as he began to charge his attack.
“This is your one and only chance to retreat. Kaaaaaa” He began to cry out the name of his attack, fuelling more and more power into the orb, so much so that it would quickly begin to grow in size.
WC: 947 Komatsu stamina: 0/5 used [IN] [OT-2] Rebellion Spear @ 2x charge for 17,369,880PL - Jarvis' 14,340,150 = 3,029,730 PL of damage to Jarvis.
Toru’s OT-2 Kamehameha PL: 868,494 >1,736,988 Next turn Stamina: 4/4
Last Edit: Dec 19, 2016 5:51:54 GMT -5 by King of All
He chuckled at the amusing whims of the warrior and his fire sprout. Several powers of such minor not as well popping in here and there. Like weeds was all he could think as some were in alliance with him and others not so much. This galaxy just proved itself ever more so a disappointment. Those the most kindred of spirits in comparison to himself just were either blinded or kept their eyes covered themselves rather then look upon the truth. He pity'd them to a degree for not being able to see the truth. However as his hand pushed extreme force forward it had not managed to pierce the shield of the boy as easily as he'd hoped. But the power all the same had pushed the warriors momentum to a mere crawl of its former glory. The bashing body into his armor and body that sent him briefly stumbling back was enough to shake him and send a mild shock through his system but his body was relatively fine. Pain was a more mild worry true damage would need a much higher cost then that as he merely chuckled in response coughing lightly their after hiding expressions under the golden helm of the golden royal armor.
He'd squint as well lightly blinded briefly by the flamed one. His patience starting to wear thin. His disappointment that Komatsu refused to accept his love or kindred soul and emotion already angered him. The fire wench was another nuisance that clearly only fed Komatsu's will to resist as well. Even as his eyes watered lightly from behind his mask he couldn't help but narrow them forcing through the pain to look beyond the flames. This one had value to his minions so he could not dispose of this creature. But he already placed her in rather low standings. If not for her shapely figure and the desire of his guardian for her he'd have simply destroyed her for her insolence. Such disappointing manners was something he only desired to tolerate from those he liked or found amusing.
His heels had grinded into the ground quickly stopping his slide back moments after he'd been bashed backwards. "If that is your decision... Then the fault of its outcome lay on your shoulders... You know even in defeat I'll eventually get what I want. You will never truly defeat me yet you desire to stand so defiant! HA! Just like all your ancestors before when if you'd just admit the truth you 'really' feel and if you'd also have simply given in! You may have actually convinced me to save some of your pathetic race! I guess it can't be helped however. We may be kindred spirits but a mortal compared to a god will always be just a mortal in the end. But at least I can think you for bringing my little gift to my guardian to me. AT least you did 'one' thing right for a change. I'll crush, violate, and kill everything you know and love till you give into me yet boy... Or our game finally losses interest to me. Whichever comes first!" Saying with some enthusiasm but shrugging as well. Seeming to be perhaps lightly perturbed he was resisted like this. If not... disappointed. Letting out a light sight for a moment as his body seemed to tense lightly as he straightened up. As if the executioner dawning his hood and awakening to its grim duty before it.
But flashing away in a moments notice mere seconds later. Appearing behind the flaming woman with a sneer at his lips. His energy may have been slowed and for the moment disrupted by her heat and blinding aura as well as the pain from the wound that had lightly dented if not cracked his golden chest plate. But this one was a mere insect by comparison. He was curious just how long she could avoid him or how well she'd do. "Such delicious words from this one as well... I'll be sure to fill your mouth with more proper things when I bring you to my beloved flower!" Aiming to from behind her where he appeared slam if he succeeded his severed arm gripped in his left hand down hard against the back of her head and neck. Aiming to holding it with his left hand weild the severed limb as a club and painfully try to smash the blow against her. Letting the pain of what was all happening wash over him and take the time to gather energy rather then expend it given the heat. Snarling lightly under his helmet as part of him was unsure if he wanted to hold back. Smiling wide under the golden mask as part of him burned to rip her apart. Burned to rip apart Komatsu for his constant refusal to the true path. He would defeat them and violate both their very souls before this existence ended. They would kneel to him or perish time and time again just like the heavens as well would eventually. While it pained him lightly... He'd kill them if he had too. He'd kill anyone if he desired or was required too. Life in the end meant nothing, love meant nothing, Only the purity of true emotion at its purest state and his dreams to take control would exist. He'd strange the very existence of everything that is and ever was as he violated it and tore it open molding a new existence with his bare hands.
---- Chest armor dented and lightly cracked and a mild chest wound from Komatsu's left over damage. Temporary over heated by Flare and lightly effected eyes restricting him from using skill attacks for a turn resorting only to melee - Attempts to use Melee of bashing arm club into Flare into the back of her head and neck quickly after flashing behind her. for 20%PL 3,824,040/3,910,950
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Post by Isis Zorya on Dec 29, 2016 22:58:32 GMT -5
Isis had never been to hell, for she had never been dead before. However she could simply say from seeing the city she had called home, being destroyed more and more by the seconds. Well, it was almost like it. That was saying quite a bit as well, especially concerning that she had never been there. That was a demonstration of just how bad the attack was affecting their home. Frankly she didn’t know for sure if her commander could beat this monster. However she wasn’t daring to give up hope on him. He had done so many amazing things and yet. She still held hopes he could win this. No matter what was the strength he was to vs. He would always have the hopes of every single alliance saiyan blooded creature on this planet behind him.
They were counting on him, just like these injured were counting on her to bring them to safety. Bullied or not throughout her own past, they were all siblings in blood still. She couldn’t leave anyone behind. One would never leave family behind, that was what the alliance was. One giant family, one that she wasn’t willing to let die here today. One more she had kept telling herself, one more each time she had to go back to the city. What felt like hours on end, merely far less as she reached the evacuation point. Two injured dragged over her shoulders as she walked in. ”Please, get these two medical teams immediately, one of them breathed in a lot of that strange gas outside.” Isis would breathe in quick relief as she would lower the flames around her body. It was exhausting on her ki storage, but she couldn't let up. There was so many she had to keep getting, she could feel them agonizing with each passing moment outside. ”Kid we can’t get these people immediately to medical attention, the medical crew is understaffed for this and the bacta pods are filled. Heck we’ve had to evacuate some on emergency just so they could see someone with medical experience. The much older soldier would tell her, but she still couldn’t give up on it. She wasn’t going to stop bring more in. They all needed to help each other out, and she wasn’t going to leave a single damn person out there in that smoke.
She would simply not respond to the information given to her. They were sending some to space right? Then that meant they still could save as many more as possible. Slowly she place her flame aura once more around her. This was the destiny she chose. She had to save one more, just one more. The words that had been coursing through her mind throughout this entire battle. Everyone was facing their own battles, and here she was. No more than a private, facing her own personal battle. She couldn’t let go of the others on this planet. She wasn’t going to let go, not until she could get one more. Then after that? She wasn’t going to let go still, not till there was no more ‘one more’. Call it stubbornness, call it pride, to her it was no more than looking after family. The very thing families were built upon. Heroes weren’t made, and legends weren’t simply born. However at the time when crisis hit? That was when they would all see, every man, woman, and child. Who was a hero and who was made a legend to not be forgotten.
Apparently the godking himself didn’t take much to what she said. Flare’s temperament was being put to good use in this attention grabber she was putting herself to do. This shining pedestal that Caesar seemed to take like bait to a fish. Eyes taken away from her saiyan friend. Even if it was for a moment and was a simple swipe of his arm, like a club, followed prior by perverted words from the pig himself. Truth be told, she hadn’t completely conquered her fear of the man. Easily her superior thrice in power. Having the man address her was daunting; It just angered her further as well. Fired her up. This attention she took away from Komatsu and applied to herself cost a bit though, and the strike wasn’t exactly painless for when she was struck she lurched forward and struggled to keep her balance… but remained standing and released a sigh as she straightened back up from it. Damn did it hurt a lot, even knocked the wind from her for a few seconds. Still... She managed glance over her shoulder and give a peer at Jarvis through his helmet. She had the determination and will to keep that pain from him, to save face and not show weakness.
“All that bravado… and nothing to show for it. You’d think a god would have no trouble smacking down a girl like me… You're a pathetic excuse of a god, boy. Don't ya think?”
Flare turned back to face him as she rubbed the back of her neck. The blow should have knocked more out of the young flame than that but for some damned reason she shrugged it off like she pulled a muscle. She continued egging it on with the sneer of her smug face and took a step forward to regain ground. The first time she had taken ANY blow from the god king she went straight on her back, so for quite the blow to land and her to still stand meant something grand to her. Flare had the ability to stand up to him, if only for some time. This grand feeling, this anger now mixed with bold confidence and adrenaline rushed through her.
“I’m well aware of what has happened to my hippie you filthy, perverse pig. I’ve said it to ya once and I’ll say it to ya again; You only stoke the flames. This fire I bear? It longs to burn you and everything you have built up, down.” The young flame kept playing it up with this defiant act. As it kept on the fires around her arms caught alight again as she burst into a brilliant white light. With both arms extended out in a t-pose she began this causating roar at him. “If I, a mere outsider in these lands, raised up as an earthling, can stand up to you then by the kais the universe itself is against you! I do not know these people, I have no true reason to help them! But - I’m willing to put myself in front of you this day however because I want to make a statement! I’m here to stop your batshitery and by my friends and family, former and present, I will atleast make it known that you’re nothing more than a tyrannical son of a bitch who can be challenged! Because none of these people, no matter how aggressive or wrong they could be, deserve to go through what I did! Or what I’m sure others under you have been through!” Flare should be laughing at herself in the cliche of a character she had become but now wasn’t time for making fun of poor plot devices or of making terrible scenes in this case… but deep down this is what she had to get off her chest and scream to the world. The old days of her and Jax bickering back and forth were truly gone.
“So come at me, boy! I’m here now, so do something about me you faker! Lest I grow tired and decide to kick your golden ass and sell it on the black market!” Flare continued to taunt with her for a bright glow, doing all she could to look and sound loud and keep his attention. Kais knew Koma needed it to keep his own endurance up and ready to face him... Flare knew she wasn't an even march for the god king, no. She could feel the difference. What made it important to do this now was to Annoy him. be part of the action that paid him back for hat he did not only to her but to what she could see happen to others. This world, alien to her as it was, had no reason to be removed of life. If anything? The people here needed her just like they needed Koma. Closer to home even, keep a promise to a friend. Flare couldn't let Komatsu have the fun to himself nor could she fail him in this final hour. No, failure wasn't an option.
It's do or die here on Natto, and she might be doing both. - Aiming ANOTHER Solar “Flare” at Caesar whilst taunting him and calling him out.
[ST-1] Solar "Flare" - While it shares its name with a famous technique, this Solar Flare relies on a flash of bright, white flame that comes from her body in some form or another. An overexertion of how hot she could make her flames, per say. It works pretty well as an alternative to its namesake, blinding all nearby. [50%(2,943,471) PL Non-harming Stun]
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