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Mastered Forms: Super Saiyan [x16], Super Saiyan 2 [x32], Super Saiyan 3 [x46]
Mastered God Forms: Super Saiyan God [x56], Super Saiyan Blue [x60]
Afterlife: Makaioken [x2-x10]
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Most of them remained silent when Suusao gave his weird explanation about stealing his mother’s attack ball and not knowing it head such a device. After that he responded positively to Fennle’s challenge and unleashed his ki which was… pitiful when compared to hers. Fennle sighed in frustration and folded her arms in front of her chest, leaning more on her right leg, tail swaying from one side to the other. ”You call that ready? I would smash you like a bug. Luckily I’m not very fond of massacres and… I’ve been wanting to see how this one here handles a fight.” she said, staring at Carva and pointing at Suusao with her head, as if she was telling him he would be the one to fight.
”Come on, Rookie, show me what you’ve got.” she told Carva. Luffa was just standing there, staring at the situation. ”Don’t lower your guard, Carva. We don’t know if that’s his full power yet.” he warned the hybrid.
It wasn't everyday that Carva would garner the stares of young children. As Rensu looked up at the older Saiya-jin, Carva himself was a picture of stoic resolve and professionalism, his ears seemingly focused on listening to the other newcomer. Suusao was...a strange one. This man who'd come on HIS turf, speaking backwards. His tone was what REALLY got Carva to thinking...was this idiot for real. His tail would slide from around his waist and swish back and forth, eyes narrowing. The intruder was agitating Carva, without even trying.
His chest rumbled with a feral growl as he heard the other hybrid even using the word "please". To Carva, this wasn't much a sign of etiquette as it was a sign of weakness. He was "begging" to prove his worth, whereas the hellacious hybrid was confident in his worth. The left corner of his lips would curl up at an angle as he heard the screams of those who'd fallen before him in battle, dying in vain. They were weak fools. And so was "this one". His right foot began to tap impatiently as the boy tried to reason with his commander. Who the hell would beg with a Saiya-jin Commander? Carva spat on the ground and huffed. "Whadda puss. Begging like some weakling Brenchian." His tone was condescending toward Suusao, his dark eyes filled with a sort of sick amusement. He commented with a chuckle. "I've killed entire villages who didn't whine this much."
The newcomer Duvainel, she helped to brandish his libido and arrogance even further. The one key fact that Carva knew was that his experience in battle far outweighed Suusao's and he was therefore less impressed that the boy seemingly transformed before his very eyes, his white aura reflecting in those dark black pools. Carva yawned mockingly during the whole thing, elbowing Duv in the ribs. "Look at this fool. What does he hope to accomplish against the might of the King-"
His eyes would soon snap toward Fennle, her commands falling on his ears. He would stare at Suusao, eyes narrowed in a death gaze. Carva was like a prize fighter in this aspect, and he would nod and step forward to meet Suusao on the battlefield. Tightening his wrist armor, the warrior's tail would slide around his waist and tighten, hair blowing in the wind of Suusao's aura. He didn't take a stance, merely commenting to Luffa. "Don't worry, Luffa...this isn't anything that I haven't seen before. If he doesn't show me something new, he will most certainly lose this battle..." Carva grinned evilly, sharpened canines gleaming in the light. "...well...he's going to lose, either way. I am an elite. Whatever this idiot does, I will do better. Guaranteed."
His words dripping with confidence, he finally took a stance, his positioning perfect for defense at the moment. Oddly enough, he remained in his first form and as he spoke to Suusao, his tone changed. "Now you'd best go ahead and notify your next of kin, boy. Because when I get done with you, I'll just move on to my next opponent. I'll even give you the first strike. Seems only fair, being that you are so outclassed." He raised a hand up, motioning for Suusao to "come on". Carva was on his game, his sensei's lessons playing over and over in his mind. He'd noticed that the intruder seemed a bit...uneasy...in this transformation. Carva's blood starved grin never faded, not once.Wc: 2,511 PL Base Form: 101,377 Carva awaits Suusao patiently, being ever the strategic genius. Sp: 3/3
Things were beginning to progress forward. Rensu shifted his sight from Carva, and onto Suusao. Listening closely to every word that the foreigner spouted. Searching for inconsistencies that could blow up his spot right there. But...then again, what if he even did? Would it matter? If he was comparing power levels, Rensu was dead meat the moment he even opened up his mouth. Saying the wrong sequence of words could result in the youth winding up defeated and wounded. Though, even with that kind of present fault, he didn't exactly care. Did he?
Nah.
It seemed that Suusao was kind of desperate to prove his metal. Well, while the other Saiyans here may have had seen it as pathetic and weak in trait, Rensu found it honorable. This stranger had some kind of devotion. If only the kid knew it was all smoke and meant to be taken as a bait. Ren's lips seemed to be totally sealed, thus far. As his attention returned to Carva. The gargantuan Saiyan standing proud and tall. Something to take note of and replicate, Rensu thought. This thought causing the youth to mimic the male. Though, subtly. Slowly, yet gradually, Rensu straightened out his posture. Held his chest out, stood with his fists beside his hips. Raised his chin, watched carefully. In short, he took the stance of a proud warrior who hailed from the Saiyan race. Now, he simply had to fight like one rather than simply look like one.
It was certainly something. The present Saiyans all spoke so highly. Suusao's power dwarfed Rensu's, but here Fennle stated she'd decimate him without any hassle. Even Carva stated that this foreigner was minor and small. Damn it! Ren was still young, but he had to catch up to these giants! He'd earn his strength, one way or another! Intense training,never resting for a minute, fightiung 'til exhaustion! He'd be as powerful as Luffa, Fennle, even the current Lord of Saiyans. Well...maybe not as strong as the King. But, still! He had a goal in mind! He'd earn himself a place on the King's guard or at least a high ranking position in the Saiyan military! He'd rather have died early than be told he had no place in the military. Although, maybe he'd need some help along the way. A mentor could be useful. Or, at least someone to help him power up and learna thing or too along thew way. They did say teachers were excellent for promoting the growth of a nation's youth, right? It was time to put that to the test.
All this thingking...no one would have noticed, but had someone did, they could see that Rensu had a serious expression on his face. His lips were pursed a tad, and his eyes seemed fierce. As if they belonged to a hardened veteran who saw many battles. His brows furrowed and his nose wrinkled some. A part of him had felt like no one even acknowledged him here. He'd use that as a piece of his overall motivation to grow and become fierce. He'd become the pinnacle example of a Saiyan. One day. He'd bet his tail on it! As time moved on, the boy folded his arms over one another. Each hand held comfortably in the pocket of his armpit.It was like he was in notetaking mode. He was prepared to watch everything that happened on this battlefield and learn from it. Any punch Carva threw, any beam Suusao could muster, any evasion or guard performed by Duvainel or Fennle, Luffa, and the rest of the squadron. Whatever he saw, he'd absoorb as information and convert it into his own version of combat. "You're all gonna teach me somethin'..whether you know it or not! Heh!" Rensu thought to himself, a smirk forming on the end of his lips. A devilish expression that complimented his heritage. "Let's see whats gonna happen...don't disappoint, Carva. I need someone to at least try an' look up to," Rensu continued his thought, locking sight on the older, veteran Saiyan. He looked like he knew exactly what he was doing.
She still continued to watch as the events proceeded to move forward, it was so interestingly divine how much whining the child had shown. The majority of those here, they were all so weak, strong maybe, but weak as well. Each with their own flaws, their own losses clearly affecting them. Ties that can and could be easily manipulated into one's favor, her favor. This one though, Carva, she could feel a latent potential in them. Something inside of them. They had the power to ascend to that of a super saiyan as well maybe if they had the right trigger..but no, she needed power herself, and the only way to give them more was to have them tap into a darker power, a stronger power. A necessary evil, but one that would be necessary to restore proper balance to the universe. The question was, how could she manipulate them into tapping into this potential?
They were notable for their strength, being quick to strike, quick to anger, quick to rage. If only she could tap into this for her own use possibly, maybe a source of power in the future. Interesting..interesting. No matter what this end would be she would gain power, she would bring a balance so to speak to the galaxy. Balance after all could only be achieved by an equal amount of good and evil. Thus, if there was no good or evil...then there was balance no? That was the way she viewed it. Of course there was going to be an eventual opposition, but to her, it was only a means to a further end game. A truly perfect state of being. Such power, such gains, that was her dream, that perfection would help her become whole again. Possibly even more so than that no? Yes yes yes...everything would fall into plan...yes yes yes.
Duvainel’s thoughts were processing miles at mere milliseconds, the possession of a brain power now of two combined with even more influence by her completed demon dna. It was making her mental stability shape into something new, a new creature, one of balance and yet...chaos. If there was chaos, then balance could ensue. “Even if your opponent seems easy, be careful not to let your guard down, he could have other tricks in mind as well. Weak as he may be, we all have our hidden potentials. Hybrids especially so. The demon blood..I can taste it, I can feel it. Strength in it combined with that of saiyan blood, but this one here is just...an imperfect hybrid..weak, he wouldn’t stand a chance if any of us were to go at our full powers.” Duvainel would speak with more of a blood lust in her speech, the saiyan and elemi blood inside of her was making prone to such violence, she envied it, she envied the possible challenge to come. All of it overwhelmed her senses, like a forever lasting euphoria that seemingly would never truly end. A blood lust...that could easily make her dangerous to foes..and friend if she truly lusted for too much blood.
Energy Capsule L x 1, Heavy Weighted Clothing [75%], Senzu Bean, All Energy Capsule S
x50 Gravity Machine, Mansion (50%)
x 1 Advanced Scouter
x 1 Martial Arts School
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about Suusao
I don't look to be a hero, because heroes die pointless deaths.
To his surprise, his opponent was switched from the commander to the large brutish male. Referring to him as a rookie, that then lead Suusao to figure that he was low ranking. Perhaps if he was to take down this one man. Maybe he could be allowed to take a step above his position. Suusao contemplated whether to continue the fight, with someone so powerful, but at such a low rank. Finally comprehending that his challenge was foolhardy and that he'd actually been granted mercy. Observing the man across from him step forward from amongst the group. Suusao tried to not be stirred by the acquisitions made by the Saiyan named Carva about his malicious actions. It was just his luck that the man he'd been searching for to avenge Mako was now his challenger.
Seemingly taunting the blonde haired teenager the scouter gave Suusao a read on Carva's power level. Reading at only 101,377 a power level he easily surpassed currently. The large male offered Suusao the first strike, while this could have very well been a trap, Suusao would still play into his game. With the only thing at stake being his own life, Suusao would charge forward at Carva to deliver a blow to his stomach that should cause him stagger slightly. Should his speculation of a trap be true, the boy would focus his efforts on avoiding his attacks. Thanks to the technique he learned to enhance his speed, the boy was sure that he was able to move faster than Carva would anticipate.
"Show me what you got then. If you can handle me! Even a low class can surpass an elite just watch!" TWC: 2630 Former PL: 92,973 Current PL: 185,946/650,811
Speed Bulking: Active Power up to the Very Limit (Mastered Power): Active Melee Atk = 18,594.6
Mastered Forms: Super Saiyan [x16], Super Saiyan 2 [x32], Super Saiyan 3 [x46]
Mastered God Forms: Super Saiyan God [x56], Super Saiyan Blue [x60]
Afterlife: Makaioken [x2-x10]
Advanced Scouter (Red), Perfect Medical Machine,
Training Dojo, Martial Arts School,
Palace of the King (Estate 75%)
Planet Yasai
Mothership (Star Javelin) +x2 Cargo Bay Adjustment
E.S. (Heaven's Arrow) +x2 Cargo Bay + Stealth
E.S. (Brave Vesperia) +x2 Cargo Bay + Stealth
The Saiyan Galactic Kingdom's Carva was a man who learned very quickly, but that didn't come from outright throwing a punch or a kick. Since he'd joined the faction the warrior had become more reserved, more powerful even. He'd learned to slightly control his rage better with the teachings of his sensei, and to channel that rage into strength. He'd learned to study his opponents, rather than rush headlong into the fray as he did when he obliterated the experiments creates by Nakiya. For all intents and purposes, the warrior who stood before the powered up Suusao was the perfect soldier. Deadly and obedient. 
He could still feel the eyes of Rensu upon him thought he didn't look back at the child. It was the subconscious feeling of someone watching you, that feeling of being scrutinized and studied. Pride welled up in the heart of this great hybrid warrior, only adding to his power as he prepared himself for the attack of Suusao, his muscles not tense...but relaxed. His feet were staggered apart, ready to move at a moment's notice. In any event, he'd teach Rensu by leading by example. Just as his uncle Rubega had taught him. He waited patiently for Suusao's attack, an annoyed look on his face. "If I were you, I'd hurry up an attack me, fool. If you cease to do anything then I will not hesitate to capitalize and embarrass you."
The bio-android's words had not fallen on deaf ears either, though Carva was still quite suspicious of this woman. Yes, she appeared to be a Saiya-Jin but he just couldn't help but wonder why she'd suddenly appeared out of nowhere, ready to help the Kingdom. Finally, he had to concede to the fact that he'd gotten his recruitment the same exact way...only quite a bit more explosively. He smirked, still never taking his eyes off of Suusao...it was a locked death gaze. "I appreciate the advice, Duvaniel. But as you can see..."
Carva wasn't a fool. He knew exactly what he was doing, even as he kept his true power hidden. He knew his taunting would have some affect on the boy, and why? Suusao was a Saiya-jin...a Saiya-jin's temper was legensary. The thing about anger, that fire called "rage", it made any man make rash decisions. Carva's eyes would narrow into slits as he studied his opponent, waiting for the perfect moment.
He could barely follow Suusao with his eyes, but he could definitely hear the wind around the boy as he moved. Carva's senses were as sharp as a knife, and cut deeper when he put them to the test. This was when his time with Tomina and countless hours of training would show through, his eyes suddenly going white just as Suusao closed in.
A shockwave...Carva reared back and threw his own hand forward, attempting an open handed strike to the very same fist aimed at his midsection. As the dust would clear, if Carva was successful, he'd grasp Suusao's fist, his aura a bright golden glow. In defending against the hybrid's attack, his own palm would strike as hard as a rock. The False Super Saiya-jin would smirk and say one word. "Gotcha."
During his time with Tomina, Carva had extensively trained his transformation. The woman was a hard taskmaster, but Carva himself was as tough as nails. She'd be proud of what he'd done if she'd seen it...he'd mastered his False Super Saiya-jin form, true to reputation.Wc: 3,132 False Super Saiya-jin Form Activated! Original PL: 101,377 New PL: 506,855 Sp: 3/3
Carva blocks Suusao's Melee attack with one of his own! 25,343-18,595=6,748pl Dmg to Suusao!
Last Edit: May 20, 2017 23:28:43 GMT -5 by Carva: Forgot my SP. Edited it in.
"You claim to know the definition of "pain". Allow me to show you it's true meaning!"- Carva
He watched in silence, still. His young eyes keeping up with everything and his keen ears picking up on all the banter exchanged, every word of caution issued. Everything. Nothing escaped the curious youth. He wanted to make sure that he was learning and that what he learned would benefit him. His eyes darted to Duvainel, the stranger woman speaking as well. Warning what appeared to be a very cocky Carva. She told him to watch his back and keep his defense primary. She also hinted to his heritage. This foreigner Saiyan wasn't fully Saiyan! He was a mixed! A hybrid! Duvainel mentioned the word ‘Demon’. So, that's what the other half of him was. The concept of being disgusted by hybrids was foreign to Rensu. So, the young boy simply basked in the impressive light cast by the powerhouses before him. Carva was incredibly powerful even if his blood was mixed. Suusao, too. Duvainel must've been mixed too, or had some kind of sixth sense for sniffing out genetics. Interesting! Rensu was learning so much today...
It seemed the fight had finally kicked off. It was about time! Rensu simply watched, looking closely onto the unfolding bout of powers!
If Carva truly had his own plan to stay safe, so be it, however if this was to escalate further than it already has before hand...she wasn’t sure if he would really be able to stand a chance. While he had transformed into this false super saiyan form. It didn’t impress her too much. The other hybrid, the intruder. His power may have been slightly lower, but this was simply a technique he was using to increase his speed at the cost of power. She knew exactly what demons were capable of, she knew the kind of attacks they could pull off if they put the full power of their makaian energy into an attack. That was why she was on edge, because she was waiting for him to use it. The question truly was when. If that type of attack was to hit Carva at full power, it would be the end for him.
She did not like how cocky Carva was getting, but for now she would have to deal with it. All the while she continued to think of how they would unlock Carva’s potential, if they could unlock that, Carva could actually stand a chance in this fight. At least guaranteed enough. A good ninety seven percent ratio of success. She couldn’t say she wasn’t enjoy the show thus far however, it was interesting to watch as how both would soon to be struggling. Only one would be her prize however, she had to keep up her alias of wanting to help the Saiyan Galactic Kingdom. Such interesting ties for an end to see. One that while she could not tell for sure the ending of, but one she did desire to see. What was this one could describe the feeling for? Lust? Yes lust, lust for battle, lust for blood.
Rensu found himself becoming quite irritated. He wanted to see some sparks fly, but alas...nothing! Grumbling beneath his breath, the young turned heel and huffed. To think, he was gonna see someone get mauled and mutilated today, only for it to never happen. Talk about a major tease. Shrugging his small shoulders, the youth took to flight. Bidding his commanders and officers the proper salutes and departing statements, before making his way off and away to other activities. At least, if he was so permitted and unhindered in the process..!
Carva had caught the fist of Suusao with ease, and stood there, not moving an inch. The Elitest of the Elite's confidence beamed in his eyes as he found himself overpowering Suusao. Then...he frowned. The warrior would let the intruder's fist go and dropped his arms to his side with a grunt. "Is this some sort of joke?" He'd ask, his own face completely straight. "This intruder isn't much of a threat to either us or the Kingdom. I could beat him with my eyes closed."
His aura would fall as he turned his back on Suusao, being this confident in his own skills. He concluded that he had no need to fight this...alien? What was he? Whatever he was, Carva didn't care. The air around his feet would swirl around and he'd look to the commander. "My Commander, I shall deliver our report to the capital. This fool? He isn't worth your time or mine." He huffed as he lifted off, muttering. "What a disappointment."
(Attempting to Exit RoD. PL please.)
"You claim to know the definition of "pain". Allow me to show you it's true meaning!"- Carva
Mastered Forms: Super Saiyan [x16], Super Saiyan 2 [x32], Super Saiyan 3 [x46]
Mastered God Forms: Super Saiyan God [x56], Super Saiyan Blue [x60]
Afterlife: Makaioken [x2-x10]
Advanced Scouter (Red), Perfect Medical Machine,
Training Dojo, Martial Arts School,
Palace of the King (Estate 75%)
Planet Yasai
Mothership (Star Javelin) +x2 Cargo Bay Adjustment
E.S. (Heaven's Arrow) +x2 Cargo Bay + Stealth
E.S. (Brave Vesperia) +x2 Cargo Bay + Stealth
She couldn't help but smile a bit as her friends began to disappear, it let's her and this intruder all alone with each other. Truly in the best way possible of explanation, this was her truly opportune moment to receive her wish. A delightful meal and new memories that could serve to help give her an identity here in the SGK's reach. That smile reaching her lips, the more it grew, the more her excitement continued to become more and more a thing of which she could delect in taste. The rushing of fluids as the chilled blood could come shortly. Such a fine taste only mere moments away. All she needed to do was simply to finish this. Finish this pitiful fight and prove herself a means of which to become a true warrior.
“It seems that they are all gone now, all that is left is me and you. The question I suppose is of us...which of us will be the one remaining? Well I have an answer already to that..for you see..it will be me. Your fate will simply be one without even the tiniest of tinges of hope...I hope you have enjoyed life while it has lasted so far. Soon you will be a part of me, a part of me that I will gladly delect in digesting. The warrior you fought just now was mere child’s play compared to myself. Don’t worry of running, for you see it is far far too late...demon child. While you were fighting him I was gathering my own energy from the makyo power that reins inside of me. This fight was already finished when it began you see? I am simply ending it and enjoying it. You are simply going to be enjoying your end..hold still now, for this is going to hurt...alot!”
With that she would shift into her true form with a sudden display, manipluating the elemi powers within her as she would rip open many holes into the twilight realm, blades extending out of each portal as she imbued each one with a red aura from makaiyan energy. The blades themselves splitting as she gave them more and more power. Four, Sixteen, Sixty Four, Hundreds, all of them aimed for the demon child. “Take pleasure in knowing that it was the perfect creation that took you down. What am I saying? That would have required you to place an actual fight first of muahahah.” She would laugh in the end as she let go of her control of the blades towards the hybrid. Soon she would have her feast, her feast of absorbtion. Soon they would be assimilated and she could go looking for her next absorbtion. This was a planet of brenchians and she..needed a brenchian. Finding one should be simple enough after all, but the end question was..who would be best to become a part of her? Who would it be that would help her reach such...perfection.
WC: 508 Launched OT-3 Makyo Inborn Rage at 400% - 4,100,800 PL heading at Suusao for a killing blow!!
Energy Capsule L x 1, Heavy Weighted Clothing [75%], Senzu Bean, All Energy Capsule S
x50 Gravity Machine, Mansion (50%)
x 1 Advanced Scouter
x 1 Martial Arts School
x 1 Katchin Chestplate
x 1 Namek Hangar Bat (40% Store)
CHARACTER SHEET
APPLICATION
TRACKER
Turtle School [BG-Beginner]
Mazoku School [BG-Beginner]
about Suusao
I don't look to be a hero, because heroes die pointless deaths.
"No No No! God damn it! Respect me! Respect my power! I will not be treated like meager trash do you hear me!" Suusao fell to his knees devastated as the Saiyans turned their backs on him. The only people remaining in the wasteland were him and the strongest Saiyan who remained behind without reason it seemed. Though his emotions prevented him from taking notice. The one known as Carva made a complete fool of him just as he said he would, and he was shunned by his own people left for dead. A former shell of himself the boy could not cage in his inner emotions. The boy let out a loud scream causing the dust to swirl around him, before slamming his fists into the ground.
Tears filled his eyes as he screamed aloud raising his hands high above his head, he prepared to slam them down once more. The boy's ki raged, right before slamming his fists down, he was halted by the voice of a woman. Yet his instincts allowed him to smell the malevolence that quickly was suffocating the boy. He could sense the bloodlust of someone who'd been yearning for his demise. Looking up at the woman who's power level quickly climbed causing his scouter to alert with a caution. She informed him that she'd been planning on this since she had laid eyes on him. Threatening to put the boy out of his misery. The boy stood up quickly as a large blast of energy was fired in his direction. Suusao instinctively drew his hands back and fired his strongest Kamehameha wave in an attempt to stop the oncoming energy.
"I am Suusano, and you will face the storm that is my power. I will be looked down upon no longer! I am a Saiyan warrior! I will not die here! NOT BY YOUR HANDS!!!! HYYAAARRGH!!!" The beams two masses of energy clashed for a moment, although it appeared that he would not last much longer against her. TWC: 2965 Former PL: 92,973 Current PL: 464,865
Speed Bulking: Deactivated Power up to the Very Limit (Mastered Power): Active Ultimate Makyo Kamehameha: 1,394,595 Attempting to Slow down the Blast Attempting to UNLOCK SSJ
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