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In a flash, Tomina found herself in a strange arena. She looked up at the sky to see a dark, faintly lit sky filled with black clouds. The whole arena seemed to be just floating in an endless void, from what she could tell. This was quite the arena, although Tomina wondered if it would be able to endure the clash between the strongest warriors of two universes. She supposed so, since the Gods were the ones who set this whole tournament up in the first place. Well, as long as they could have good fights without the place completely crumbling apart, that was all that mattered.
Tomina completely disregarded her two other teammates as though they weren’t there. When it came time to fight she would do her best to get on the same wavelength so they could fight effectively. She wasn’t exactly going to start a conversation with either of them. Tomina also disregarded her opponents in the arena, at least for the moment. Her attention was aimed towards the bleachers, her eyes surveying the spectator area for the person she wanted to see the most.
Her heart stopped in her chest as she saw her there. She rubbed her eyes with both of her hands just to make sure that this wasn’t an illusion. Karen was indeed looking down at her, cupping her mouth with both of her hands and staring at her with shock. She looked exactly the same as she did when had died. Only now she had a halo over her head. Tomina opened a telepathic channel with her, speaking to her sister again for the first time in 8 years.
<Heh, you’re officially a saint now. I honestly can just picture you walking around with that halo over your head all those years ago. You haven’t aged a day Karen.>
Karen’s eyes widened further somehow, and she nearly jumped out of her seat. She lowered her hands down to the bleachers, grasping it like her life depended on it. She seemed to be trying to get a grasp on reality, much like her sister.
<It’s been 8 years, and that’s the first thing that you bring up? Well, I’ve been dead… you don't age in the afterlife. You honor me too much Tomina: I don’t deserve to be called a saint. How are you talking to me like this?>
Tomina rubbed the back of her head, giving Karen a sheepish grin. Anyone who actually knew her would probably wonder what stranger was inhabiting her body.
<Well, there's so much I want to say to you that I don't know where to start, you know? It’s a technique that I’ve managed to pick up. I’m glad I did though: it means that I can talk with you right now. I’ve missed you so much.>
<I’ve missed you too Tomina. I just wished that we could have met again under better circumstances.>
<Yeah…>
The grin faded away from Tomina’s face. The seriousness of the situation loomed over the both of them. While the reunion itself was one that they both welcomed, the circumstances behind it could not be ignored. Karen was the first one to break the silence.
<They told me what was going on when I got invited to spectate things. Is it true that our universe will be erased if we lose this tournament?>
<You heard that right. If we don't win this thing then there won't be anything left. Turns out we really screwed things up. Our mother's ambitions played a part in how things turned out. I can't really be that critical of her though: I eagerly carried out her orders>
Karen frowned over on the stands, looking down at her sister. Their mother's ambitions had known no bounds. She was determined on defeating as many enemies thar she could. Although her desire for war expanded beyond species that were sworn enemies.
<Speaking of mother, why didn’t you invite her instead of me? I’m glad you picked me since I’ve wanted to see you again after all these years. I was sure that you would have wanted to show off to her though. You’ve always worked so hard to live up to her name.>
Tomina didn’t respond to the question right away. Her mother was both someone she had admired and inspired to be. Although she couldn’t deny that her actions had placed them all in this horrible predicament. Many people and organizations had contributed to the current state of affairs in their own way, but Queen Lettis had pushed many people to become stronger then her to overthrow her reign. And the creation of these super powers had changed the power dynamic as a whole.
<I did think about inviting her here, especially since I know that you don’t like fighting as much as most Saiyans do. I certainly have come a long way since the last time she’s seen me, and I do want to do her proud. However as strong as I’ve become, both of Natto’s children have reached an unfathomable level of power. They’ve both taken after their father and managed to reach a peak never before seen. Our mother would be absolutely livid to see the both of them in action. Especially since one of them looks almost exactly like Natto.>
Karen giggled at that one, covering her mouth at one hand. Their mother was quite a terrifying figure when she was alive. Although since they were her children, they were able to see her a little bit differently then others. They were never in danger of being killed if she got annoyed at them for something. Which was how the both of them could find humor in imagining how infuriated she would be at Natto's Offspring for surpassing her and her bloodline once again.
<I don’t think you’d be wrong on that matter. She got in a foul mood just at the mere mentioning of his name. So to see his children reach… whatever form they’ve gotten to now would make her absolutely livid.>
Tomina chuckled at the thought of that. She respected her mother quite a bit, although it would have been mildly amusing to imagine her expression the moment Komatsu and Nasu revealed their true power. The moment of humor passed by very quickly though. She looked down at the ground, her arms hanging at her side limply.
<Picking her would have put me at further odds with the team. Many of us want to tear each other’s throats out already without bringing one of the most hated people to have ever existed as a spectator. Besides, the day will come when I will see her again. I have no doubt that I will go to hell when I die. There’s a good chance that might happen today. Besides, I wanted to see you one last time. Whether we win or lose, I probably will never see you again. I wanted to give you a proper farewell.>
Tomina closed her eyes, a sad smile appearing on her lips. Karen wouldn’t be able to see it from her vantage point, since her sister was keeping her head down still. Tomina’s voice solemnly echoed in Karen’s head.
<I’ve been bound for hell since the beginning Karen. I’ve slaughtered hundreds of people by the time I was 4. I treated you as nothing but a tool when you came to me for help. Even though I changed because of you, I still have done horrible things. Even though a large part of it was a means to an end to fulfil your dreams, I also had my own self interests at heart. I’ve kept on killing, took part in the leaching of energy of an entire planet to give myself more power. No Karen, there’s only one fate reserved for me in the end. Even if I did nothing but good for the rest of my life, it cannot erase my past sins. So I’ll do whatever it takes to fulfil your dying wish, without compromising my own beliefs.>
<Tomina…>
Karin did feel a little bit of happiness at the fact that Tomina was doing her best to fulfil her dying wish. Yet now with what she knew, a part of her wanted to tell her to just live her life happily so that perhaps one day she could end up in heaven. Yet she knew her sister was too stubborn once she made up her mind. She seemed to believe that she was beyond saving or any kind of redemption. She knew better then to argue with her on that: it was something that Tomina would have to realize on her own one day. So she put that aside to ask the one question that she had to know the answer to.
<Tomina, you told me that you had knocked Cabris out, at the very end. Yet I found him in Otherworld shortly after I arrived there. Why did you lie to me about that? You knew that he was just fighting for what he believed in. He was our teammate once, and you knew that. So why did you kill him?>
Tomina stiffened up at the question. She hoped that the subject never would come up. Of course Cabris would end up in Heaven. He had defected to the side that the Gods viewed more favorably. How else could one explain Tomoroko being allowed to exit the afterlife and the Kai's giving Komatsu and Chris access to the fusion technique to aid them?
<I’ll tell you after this is over. We’ll win, so you’ll get to know the answer within an hour. Going into that now would be detrimental right now. I’ve got to focus on the oncoming battles.>
<Alright… I believe in you Tomina.>
Tomina kept the mental link with her sister open so they could continue to talk to one another. For now, she focused on all the other people in the arena. As she expected, most of the people there she hated to one degree or another. Caesar, Komatsu, and Chris were on the very top of that hate list.
Cornatto while not as personal as the other 3, was still an Alliance Saiyan who had participated in the war which resulted in the death of the family (even though it was well deserved in the case of her mother). Cervez was the Anubian who had killed Carva. While she didn’t care for Carva as a person, the fact that he killed her the subordinate that she had worked so hard to mold was the same as chopping her arm off. While she didn’t know them specifically, she could sense that two members of the team she didn’t recognize were demons. So they probably had some connection to Nakiya, which put them on her hate list as well.
The only two people on her team that she didn’t hate were Nasu and Carva. And she was still mad at the latter for making a stupid move and going to Earth on his own, and then getting himself killed. Still, he had been selected to participate in the tournament of power, so he must have improved quite a bit. Tomina walked over to him, crossing her arms and looking him in the eye.
“I don’t know whether to impressed with you that you’ve made it to here, or pissed off that you disobeyed my orders and died. If you make it past the first round I’ll forget that you dragged Rensu along on a fools mission. He wouldn’t have done something like that if you hadn’t had convinced him to tag along, I’m sure of it. Nasu says you’ve improved quite a bit, and it those Gods think highly enough of you to give you a spot here. Don’t hold back Carva.”
With that being said, Tomina turned her attention to look over at the opposite team. They were an… interesting collection of individuals to say the least. Some species she recognized, such as the Crocolisk, Yardratian, Humongaloid, and the Konatsian were all familiar looking species that Tomina had encountered. Although things got strange from there. The one who wasn’t even bothering to hide their power in the slightest seemed to be an Arlian, although she had never seen one that big or powerful before. There was some kind of wolf creature, along with a giant metal being that not only she hadn’t seen before, but she had never sensed anything like them before. It would appear that this universe had some species that she had never encountered before.
Two people stood out to her right off the bat. The bizarre man in strange makeup, and what appeared to be… a triangle with an eye and a top hat. They all seemed more confident then all the others. That Arlian was arrogant, but it was obvious she was trying to force her authority onto others. Two of them were were beyond confident. Tomina grinned at the one who declared that he could destroy their universe single handedly. She wanted to confirm something with that one.
“Ehhhhh, destroy our entire universe? You know, you’re not as special as you think you are. Seriously, does obtaining the power of the God make one revel in their own arrogance? You’re welcome to try and us, if you wish. Unfortunately for you, we Saiyans have a lot a pent of rage to let loose on you demons. I can’t wait for that face of yours to twist in agony.”
Tomina of course didn’t know whether or not he had a God form. She was trying to get as much information out of him as she could. There was no mistaking that he was a demon though. His energy signature revealed that much. The triangle was a little more difficult to read. He was keeping his power very suppressed, but it was there. She had not missed the wink that he had thrown at some people up on the stands. Judging by the people around them, they were this Universe 4’s Gods. <He’s acting as cocky as Caesar was around Lagerus… he must have a God form of his own then. He wouldn’t be that familiar with them otherwise. If he was one of the weaker ones, they would have blasted him apart for disrespecting them. He’s a bizarre creature too, so who knows what he’s capable of.>
They were then approached by the Konatsian, who inquired if there were a bunch of androids in their group. What she had seen of her, she actually kind of liked. She certainly was taking the tournament in stride if she was trying to hit on one of her teammates. Tomina threw a smirk in her direction.
“I take it that Saiyans don’t exist in your universe. It’s not like we’re mass produced machines. We Saiyans are a warrior race who live for battle. We train and hone our skills to become as strong as we can. As a result, most of the strong fighters in our universe have Saiyan blood in them. It’s only natural that the majority of us were picked for this event.”
Tomina walked over to the front of her group, looking at the person on the opposite team right in the eye. She was the only one bold enough to come over here so far, which already impressed the Saiyan hybrid. She called out to her so that she could hear her.
“Your team seems to be made up of many different races. I’ve never seen anything like that metal creature or that wolf over there. I bet you’ve got a diverse set of abilities. My name is Tomina. What’s yours, Konatsian?”
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Fusa-san noticed that one of his opponent has stepped forward. The Metalman watched at how she talked with someone who seem to bear some resemblance to her. Touching, yes, very touching. The Metalman had no idea what they're talking of simply by just looking at one another, but it could be telepathy, considering that his Yadrat mentor used it on him once. However this time around! This time around he don't have to rely on that! He have sign language plus thought to words translator! Of course, inner thoughts that meant to be completely shut inside his mind won't came out just like that. It's a smart thing to ask this after all! Now let's see... The Metalman fumbled with the device before putting it on his neck finally. Yes, with this, he should be able to talk like a normal person!
For the meantime however, he decided to hear what the rest have to say... So far, he was very very very worried about the rest of the team. The Konatsian seem to be very decent, but the rest... He wondered about that. The triangle was very baffling, two dimensional creature, with power level of a child. Or maybe more... he have no idea, but he can roughly guess that his power is suppressed... If he ended up with the demon that he felt some absolute disgust in for his affinity to destruction, that means the triangle is probably very strong... far stronger than him. Next, the boasting clown... that one, he instinctively felt repulsed by him. Fusa-san isn't by nature a Metalman that would easily stamp someone as something "hateful", but this person, by nature, is his reverse and in turn he felt a sense of aversion to them. That claim of destroying someone else's universe, can he really do something like that? Fusa-san don't want that. No matter what, all living beings are important... hearing something like that made his blood boil that he accidentally let out some steam out of his engine. Luckily, it doesn't blew any whistles...
...The one who introduced as a king of a race called "Saiyans" made him wonder if not only his universe got problem kids of their own in their team. Already, he wondered if they're picked simply because they're strong individually and not because they're strong in team battle. The way he called his own team fuck-ups honestly concerned him although he's not supposed to. Not helping that on that side, there is that clown guy and his boastful words. Can he really win against this Saiyan king? He only can hope so. As much as he have some form of distaste toward the clown, he'd rather bury the hatchet and simply wish for the best, finger crossed.
...And now he turned his attention toward the biggest man on the other team. Is he alright? He's already spouting bunch of strange things like the blue skinned man being scared. Is it really wise to talk like that to your opponent? Won't you somehow inviting your own death? The confidence he exuded was impressive, but he feel that more like a bark at the moment. He'll make sure to pay close attention to the guy though.
"Teeesting testing, Fusa-san here..." finally he decided to test his own device this time around. Perhaps, this gonna throw off most people considering that the voice that came out from the speaker is actually...
...those of a high school girl's. Not only that, it's absolutely cutesy. Maidenlike is more like it.
"Aha! It's cute as I expected! Il perfecto!" the Metalman pumped his arm up in a cheer. "Greetings to member of U7. If I have to say, quite fancy clothes you have there. I'd love to know what sort of cultures you have... It's a pity that this event isn't on much more friendlier term, but one to decide fate of both worlds... Had it was a friendlier situation, I'd love to chat with you more after each bout, probably with some cake. My treat of course! But then again... it's just a what ifs..."
The voice of the Metalman suddenly dropped to a more serious one, all traces of cuteness faded away now that the voice ended up more androgynous. "...Honored, proud and strong warriors of U7... If you don't mind me asking, what for do you fight? And what is your wish... to this so called wish granting "Super Dragon Ball"?
| IMMINENT BATTLE FOR SURVIVAL! ALL TO THE WORLD OF VOID |
CERVEZ'S BASE PL: 354,329 CERVEZ'S CURRENT PL: 10,275,541/7,795,238
GAIN BONUSES: Social - Anubian Racial |
PL MULTIPLIERS: x29/x22
The world of the void was indeed as the name described, empty and barren of anything and everything, just a strange dark abyss where nothing could grow, nothing could live and it merely existed as some sort of haunting guise for the combatants of every universe. It was like this whole place was saying: "This shall be your Universe if you lose." Truly an eerie message even if someone were to be the most optimistic person on the planet to not think of such a thing, thankfully Cervez was a realism in that regard. He knew that their chances of winning were fifty-fifty, as he refused to hope, to dare give himself that monicker of salvation less it be dashed away from his hands without so much as by your leave and yet...
Yet, the Anubian dared to hope that they'd win against the trials ahead of them, even though he knew it was futile in the end if they managed to lose. He was standing tall in his respective arena, giving his teammates an aside-glance as he observed their power level and then made a cursory glance to the rest of his Universe's group that will fight for their survival today. The sight of Nasu made his claws pierce the skin of his palms slightly, the scent of blood hanging in the air as he remembered what his vassal and his friend told him about the man's new power. How could a simple mortal achieve the power that ascended them to the realm of the Gods?! It was sacrilege and truly outrageous, yet beneath his scandalized reaction there was bitter jealousy dripping acid in the center of his stomach and up to settle deeply against his chest.
He wanted that power to come back to him once more, having had it oh so long ago only for it to be taken away when he woke up in that distant planet hundred of years for some reason. He wanted his title back, and he wanted many more things, yet whining and stomping his feet on the ground wouldn't help him at all. He promised to himself and to Cornatto that day when they entered the Room of Spirit of Time, that the Saiyan better not underestimate him as someday he'd get his old power back through sheer-will and determination, and once he did they would settle the score once and for all, and as usual the jovial Saiyan was more than okay with that so long as he got to fight a truly powerful opponent, and what was more powerful than a God of Destruction reborn?
Then again, the Saiyan had fought a God of Destruction before, or at least got the chance to before he was oh so soundly beaten as his eyes strayed towards Lagerus, respect, ambition and a hint of desire gleaming inside his purple-colored eyes before he settled his expression back into its default look of a resting bitch face as he finally observed the rest of their competition. His eyebrow rose in curiosity at the myriad of different races on Universe 4 side, such as the Crocolisk, Metalman, the Yardrat, Humongaloid, and the Konatsian were all species that the Anubian had encountered in his long life as he traveled the vast cosmos of space, though the wolf-like creature drew him short as he tried to discern if he was from the Zoanthrope race or perhaps from another animal-like race in the other's Universe before he decided that he didn't really care one way or another. There were a few that drew some concern for him before he dismisses it with a shake of his head, as strong as that insect-looking woman could be, not to mention the demonic aura surrounding that jester and the innocent form of the cyclops triangle-being with a top hat, they will go down like the rest of the Universe 4 Fighters, they had to as only one Universe will walk away from this place and it would be them.
He decided to sit back and observe for now, not willing to start a pissing contest between the two Universes just yet as the small talk wasn't his forte, nor was he keen on trash talking besides doing so in the recess of his mind. He wasn't surprised to that the first ones to react were the Saiyans and the Elemi on his team, as they were and would always be the most volatile of all races in the known Universe, unless they just so happened to be like his friend Cornatto and not give a damn about anything so long as they had a good fight.
Everyone else was pairing up or talking with one another, even the Gods from other Universes were speaking with each other, even if some of them were clearly pissed beyond belief and unwilling to have any sort of calm conversation like civilized beings. He closed his eyes as such childishness and shook his head before a familiar energy pinged on his radar, the Anubian's head tilting slightly to the side as his sight locked on to the one that he had killed in what felt like a year ago. Which, considering the months after the fact and that he entered the Room of Spirit and Time again, it has been a while.
He heard how Carva was talked down to by the Elemi woman from dying because he disobeyed an order from her and got another person in the line of fire. He ignored her as he approached the Saiyan with leisure steps, hands behind his back and posture straight as he looked down at him with an impassive gaze. "I shall teach you the true meaning of Destruction..." Cervez intoned towards Carva, head slightly tilted to the side as he gave the man a searching look. "Those were the words you told me before you died," he said bluntly and without beating around the bush as they didn't have the time for such nonsense. "Perhaps once we're back on our Universe we can settle the score, eh?" he teased with a faint challenging smirk crossing his features as he regarded the Saiyan up and down. "You've gotten vastly stronger at least, that Elemi woman was right, you know. They must have seen something in you to bring you to defend our Universe." His long thin tail flicked idly slowly from side to side behind him as he looked at the other combatants. "Make sure to pass to the second round, it'd be disappointing if you got defeated really quickly like back then."
Up in the stands with the other guests was a russet-furred Wolfman with demonic features and aura around him looking down at the fighting arena below with a serious expression, he was Cervez's vassal and the one that was brought along at the Anubian's behest, as there would be no need to simply left him taking care of the Crane School Temple back home when their existence could probably end in the blink of an eye if they were to lose against the other universe. "I have a bad feeling about this, my Lord..." He muttered under his breath, knowing that his Lord would be able to hear him with his enhanced hearing, and sure enough, he saw those tall ears twitching slightly and that body subtly moving towards his general direction to show that he was listening. "That Jester seems really dangerous, even though it looks like he's merely crazy and all talk, that demonic aura around him is so strong and filled with so much malice it's almost clogging to my demonic senses."
His nose wrinkled then as his sight changed towards the most innocent and silly looking fighter in this arena thus far. "Then there's that strange triangle-looking creature, I don't believe for a second that he's that weak or unassuming, there is a reason he was picked as another combatant for Universe 4, so he must be really strong to be here, and that worries me." Cervez made it look like he was looking at the other fighters and the happenings around him, which he was, but it was a good cover to ensure that his vassal saw him nodding his head imperceptible to signify he would be on the lookout for those two should they pass to the second stage.
Post by Kamen no Saiyajin on Feb 12, 2018 19:58:01 GMT -5
It seemed the Demonic Magician's popularity had flared out some based off some of the reactions from the Universe 7 members that had arrived. It made the man chuckle for the most part, giving a shake of his head as if completely disregarding a child's dramatic words. He figured they were all wound up tight, after all, their fate and the fate of their entire Universe was at risk here. Someone like Piero, a being of pure chaos and destruction, had little reason to relate to any of them. Perhaps even those on his own team. The Kaioshin, Kron, was right to be wary of him letting his eyes loom over to the God of Destruction of his Universe, Weiss, with a little smirk on his lips as if the thought of an all powerful god figure, like Kron, being worried about little, ole' Piero was that amusing. In fact, it clearly was.
"Oh, great Kaioshin, I assure you there is nothing to fear from me. I will make sure to see to this tournament to the end, either way. But if you feel that strongly, perhaps myself and the other demon there will take our leave?" His free hand made a motion to Buck Riddle, who was quite literally the strongest of all of them here, before closing his eyes and giving a soft shrug, as if challenging Kron to set them free from this, which would surely spell the demise for Universe 4. "However, even so, I answer only to Lady Weiss, not some holier than thou figure like yourself. Why, it's most likely your fault we're in this tournament to begin with. Though, it is a lovely change of pace. I usually do all my best work in front of large crowds! I look forward to a smaller audience I can get more... personal with?" Eyes floated over towards the King of All, Zeno-sama. Well both of them. They'd then move towards Nasu, the one with the eloquent vocabulary. "My, my. What language. I can tell you have the power to back up such words, which excites me to no end. I will enjoy the look of shock on your face, in particular. I've seen all sorts of pained expressions before, but the look of one realizing their entire existence will cease to be pleases me MOST. Ohhohoho!" As if he had heard the funniest of jokes, the clown-esque Demon laughed heartily, twirling that magic staff within his fingers as if it were a baton. "And a KING, you say? Of ALL the Saiyans? Oh my, that is most impressive, indeed. A King with an attitude like yours surely has his most loyal subjects fighting alongside him, yes? No one here would rather see you crash and burn than succeed in any way? I can tell by your manners, you must be well loved where you're from. Do you require a jester in your court, or do you fill both roles evenly? Well, it matters not. After this you won't even be a memory! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!"
The twirling of that staff had stopped suddenly as it was held firmly in his grasp, the pointed end aimed directly at Tomina. "And you. I will indeed try you Saiyans, that is the entire point of this farce after all. Use as much rage and anger as you need against me! I cannot wait to feel it! I will take my time with you, perhaps even make my wish that only you will survive your Universe's erasure, so I can have you endure the pain of loss over and over and over again until I've had my fill! OHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!" Once again, that laugh, deep from within his belly erupted for a few moments before the staff was slammed into the ground, as if to silence everyone in attendance, like a judge with their gavel, glaring daggers right into Tomina's own, a deep, menacing frown now painted itself on a once cheery, yet psychotic, expression. "How quick you are to call my power that of a god when you are only feeling a fraction of it. If I were you, I'd run and hide until the very end. Because if I find you I will make you regret every agreeing to this forsaken tournament, wench."
His expression changed again, back to laughing and smiling, reaching into the neck of his outfit and pulling out a random deck of cards, all of cards had cartoonish drawings of all of Universe 7's fighters, all with X's for eyes and looking quite comically dead as they fluttered up into the air before coming down to the ground. "WHEN DO WE START THE KILLING?! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!"
[ Base PL: 700,000 ] [ WC: 779 ] [ TWC: 1,004 ]
PROFILE THEME Balanced Fighting Tree 5/12 Offensive - 9/12 Support
As she had gotten teleported to the party with her step father King Heizen, she couldn’t help but gaze around the very stands around her. Everything here in its own way was quite beautiful, it reminded her of the realms she accessed within her crystals, the passageways of time that came before them. It had been a couple of months now, months of tedious practice by her mother to control the very powers that coursed within herself. How much practice was it truly to take before she could truly be ready she wondered? If they were to win this tournament then maybe she could exercise such powers in controlled care. That wasn’t why she was here however; her mother had been right on one thing. She hadn’t been like most of the other demons, she cared about her people too much. More importantly at this moment she cared the most for her father in law and her uncle.
Flashback As she gazed out into the plentiful dimensional boundary of Makai, she couldn’t help but fear the dangers that would come from this expedition. More importantly she feared for her mother if she were to lose her husband…her new father. A term so strange she had still been unable to compensate for it quite well. She…never had to use such a term before. It felt right, but at the same time the word felt so alien to her, so strange. She had approached her father in law the day before they were to leave. “King Heizen, er…I mean father…I’m sorry, the words are still strange to say.”, Nyxosa had said before the king of Makai only yesterday. “I want you to survive this tournament no matter whatever is thrown at you, I already know you are stronger without a doubt, stronger than me for certain. However, if someone else on your team is feeling weakened or truly needs the strength please, give them this energy. Please, at least take it to make me feel safe with you going to fight…try to give it to any fellow demons or to let only a demon use it however. It will combine better with the ki of a demon better than it would of any others...either way…I wish you luck…I…love you father, also please wear the pendant I got you for your wedding to the event, it would mean the world to me, and as something to help you keep your sights on what is truly worth fighting for.”
Flashback End
Nyxosa could only remember fresh as day as she looked to the arenas before her. However, her gaze slowly turned towards that of the peculiar sets of figures, as she began to approach them she felt the familiarity of the shinjin in particular. It was like this tiny tingle in the back of her neck, the injection her mother had given her when creating her body. Kai DNA of her genetic father before he was corrupted further. Truthfully sometime even she wondered if that was the reason she had turned out this way, so…different than that of her fellow demons. Still now was the time to show that not all demons were the same, so for the first one in her line of history, the first of her family… “Lord Mayuri, a pleasure to meet you. A pleasure to meet the gods of Universe Four as well.”, she would say simply giving a bow before them all. A simple sign of respect, but one she knew her family in particular were not known for towards the kaioshin of her universe.
“I’m afraid that one you call a shinjin, isn’t truly a shinjin. Magic as I see it is neither dark nor light, however my ‘uncle’ used this magic to give himself the abilities of the gods. Every day I see him, the further gone he is, one day I hope to be able to at least restore his old mental state. The one thing I fear is if such an idea is beyond possibility.”, Nyxosa would breathe with a hefty sigh as the eight-year-old turned from the arena back towards the gods, “Forgive me, but I suppose I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Nyxosa Devla, current Akuma-shin of Universe Seven. Though I will admit I am still quite…new to this, I was only blessed with this energy less than a quarter of the year ago.”, Nyxosa would try her best to greet herself to the fellow gods of the multiverse. In a sense she felt the slightest bit happy finally meeting others who weren’t demons that weren’t at the same time just trying to kill her. Try as she might, she just couldn’t quite forgive the Saiyans or earthlings yet. Too many times had she tried to give them a chance, too many times she had been rudely met by them. As she pushed her long red hair back however, her pale skin truly showing, she spotted him. A face she had missed for so long now. ‘Cousin Berny! Its been so long since I’ve last seen you, Makai has been everful so lonely without you. Mother still doesn’t let me truly explore outside the castle walls much without some kind of bodyguard, so I will admit it gets quite boring sometimes... Still…I’ve missed you Bern, it really is great seeing you again.’, she would quickly acknowledge her cousin with telepathy, that same smile once more growing on her face as she felt truly happy. This was the tournament of power, it made her proud knowing her family still held some of the strongest.
WC: 935 Nyxosa has entered the audience stands as Heizen’s Guest! PL: 110,379 Tags of who chatted with: BernaelHeizenMayuriNasu (as the multiple gods)
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
From everyone that was in there, Nasu now couldn’t really keep his mind of this clown-looking demon. When Carva spoke to Nasu, the King of the Saiyans simply made a nod and replied with a simple comment. ”Yes, they are more capable than what I’ve expected. Don’t let your guard down, Carva. And don’t hesitate in killing them.” and even though he didn’t have an imperative tone in his voice, that was clearly an order from his liege; this wasn’t a game, the survival of their universe, their way of life, and their very legacy was at stake and Nasu wouldn’t risk that.
He didn’t fail to notice the fact that the Kaioshin was wary of the two demons there, which were Buck Riddle (Hotato) and Piero (Kamen no Saiyajin) and that made Nasu glance over toward the weird-looking triangle once more. ”If he is also wary of that guy, maybe I shouldn’t really underestimate him. He is in this arena after all and unless this is some sort of bad joke against Universe 4, they must be able to at least hold their own against us.”. Nevertheless, his main focus of concern was still the long-haired clown. After Nasu spoke to him, Tomina followed suit and added her own words to the matter and once she did so, the man finally spoke.
First, he addressed the Kaioshin, threatening to leave the tournament. The expression of fear and irritation was enough confirmation that the two of them were indeed opponents to be on the lookout for and Nasu took a mental note of that. In a way it was ironic as he felt that somehow he was in the same light with the Kaioshins of his own universe; perhaps not as much as Caesar was, but definitely yes to some degree. He didn’t fail to notice the confidence in the eyes of the God of Destruction, the one named Lady Weiss. She seemed to have quite a lot of trust in those two, especially on the clown and that made Nasu even more on the qui vive.
Finally, he turned his attention to Nasu with quite the joker’s look on his face that just irritated the Saiyan, who gritted his teeth in response to his words. ”Those are some bold words from a soon-to-be dead man!” he barked at him, with a vein popping out on his left temple as he felt the quivers of anger running down his spine, making the hair on the back of his neck to bristle. ”And you are quite bold to claim you will have any wish. You see? The problem with that is, in order to get yourself a wish, you would have to beat me!” and Nasu hit his chest piece of armor with his thumb, frowning his brows in an intimidating way, which was made even scarier due to his new scar across his right eye – a gift from Tomina during their time in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber. ”And I’m afraid that won’t be a feat you can possibly accomplish!” he said with plenty of anger and pride in his tone.
Nasu was absolutely livid with the man, but at least he had managed to attain enough control of himself in order not to give in to pure rage and forget about the basic concept behind this tournament: they were here fighting for survive and this was by no means an honorable duel between warriors; as a matter of fact, he didn’t even see his opponents as warriors, so they deserved no such treatment. No, they had to survive and if that meant overlooking some principles and working with people he despised, so be it.
Post by King of All on Feb 12, 2018 21:32:49 GMT -5
Tournament PL: 635,954 + hbtc gains
As Komatsu was brought to the World of the Void he would stay completely silent, only choosing to follow direction where it was given. He would bring the smallest amount of attention to himself, as the last thing he wanted his enemies to do was target him right off the bat. He wanted them to believe he was weaker than he was until the time was right to use his full power. That time definitely wasn’t here.
For now, the two Universes were introduced in groups, separated by their level of skill no doubt. It would explain why Komatsu, Nasu and Jarvis were on the same team, white Carva, Cervez Chris and even Cornatto were separated from them.
‘Looks like the King of All didn’t want anyone to have an easy fight… Carva’s grown pretty strong from training with me in the time chamber… but if his power is any judge to the group he is in…’ His eyes would travel from Carva’s group and towards Cornatto’s. For a moment his gaze would linger on Chris, the cousin he’d so readily abandoned on Earth before returning to Cornatto. He didn’t know the full extent of Cornatto’s strength, but if he was paired up with the bitch Tomina, and Chris then surely they were the second strongest team…
That left his team, two with the power of the gods and one who wished himself INTO a god… they would be their most powerful, and that could only mean that those they faced were as well. That stupid demonic triangle, a jester and… a young girl. Looks were indeed deceiving it seemed when it came to Universe 4.
“King Nasu…” He would grumble lowly, arms grossed as he remained a few steps before Nasu that was so eagerly boasting about himself to the Demon’s that would ensnare his brother with their words. This was the very ego that Komatsu had to beat out of Carva for a year… he couldn’t believe Nasu would take it this far here. Still… if he was to continue to play his part, he should act like one of Nasu’s soldiers for the time being...
“They’re just baiting your ego.” He’d say just as lowly, glancing up to the stands where the Kaioshin would be gathering when he heard his name, along with Nasu and Cornatto’s called out loudly. His cheeks would start to flush as he looked away from her and back towards the Grand Priest.
Tournament PL: 380,000
Kyouka was in awe of the mystical… thinggy that carried them to this vast and empty world! There was literally nothing here but Darkness other than the arena at their feet and the stand floating high above them. It was like some strange magical arena that the warrior had never seen before! It was all so new and exciting that Kyoka couldn’t help but grin from ear to ear!
Even as Mospira spoke to them, demanding their loyalty or else suffer, she would only smile and nod towards the buggy queen.
“Whatever you say Queeny! If you’ve got a battle plan it better be good!” She would state before stepping forward and looking at the team that would be opposing them. She supposed they weren’t SO bad… though one of them looked to be pretty scrawny. She’d give a light sigh as she quickly passed over bernael, thinking nothing of it and then looking towards Cervez. Her nose would crinkle as she looked at him, sticking her tongue out as if she had just seen something rather gross before she came across the only two opponents that actually interested her!
One was a handsome, tall and dark man with the most muscular physique she had seen from this other Universe. The girl could almost be seen drooling as hearts began to fill her eyes when she spotted him. It was hard to pull her gaze away from him to look at Heizen… While this one didn’t have the same humanoid figure as she or the handsome one, he was rather big… another tall dark glass of water that she would just love to drink up!
“Hey no one said these Universe 4 guys would be so damn hot…” She would state to no one in particular, stepping between Serabi and Comely as she stepped towards Carva. There was no mal intent in her step, and her power didn’t budge from where she was. She would lift herself off the ground, soaring towards him and if he would let her, she would hook one arm around Carva’s, and the other around Heizen’s.
“Hey boys~ Name’s Kyouka, warrior princess of my people, yadda yadda, why don’t we forget all about this tournament and get to know each other a little bit more hm??” She said, winking down towards the two shorter men.
WC: 801
Last Edit: Feb 12, 2018 21:33:28 GMT -5 by King of All
Tomoroko arrived at the same time that Mayuri did, using the Kai's ability to travel so they didn't have to wait for everyone else. Unlike Mayuri however, Tomoroko would remain seated in the spectato's area, sitting with her legs crossed out in front of her, holding onto her feet eagerly. As nervous as Tomoroko was for this tournament, she was also exited. Her fur stood on edge as the itch to fight was clawing away at her... and yet regretfully, she couldn't participate! Something about being the Kai's Guardian preventing her from being aloud. Bullshit, complete and total bullshit, but she had to reluctantly agree...
She couldn't help but wonder what it would have been like to fight by her son's sides, sighing heavily as she looked down from the grassy terrain of where she was perched. Being the only U7 Guardian here was going to get boring... but then again, that might not matter very much.
She would slap her cheeks to snap herself out of that line of thinking, taking in a deep breath to calm her thoughts.
As she watched both of her son's step out onto the stage, her heart would swell as she smiled from one ear to the other, her pride growing tenfold as she watched them both. Even as they just stood there, she'd never, ever felt so happy in her life, besides maybe the day they came out of the incubation chamber. She couldn't help the next words that escaped her lips.
"NAAAAAAAAAASU! KOMAAAAAATSU! KICK THEIR LOW NUMBERED ASSES! SHOW THEM JUST WHAT WE'RE MADE OF!"
She yelled out to her sons, leaning forward so that she was on her knees, one hand up waving fanatically in the air as her tail flailed along behind her like some kind of excited puppy. The grin and excitement on her features would be downright contagious at this point!
She could barely pry her eyes away from them, but she did just long enough to look at Cornatto.
"CORN! DON'T YOU DARE LOSE OKAY!! WOOOO!!"
[/font]She cheered before sitting back on the grass, laughing loudly to herself at how ridiculous she sounded cheering from the sidelines, but she was loving every moment of it.
WC: 369 Invited as Komatsu's guest / Kai's Guardian means I follow Mayuri
Last Edit: Feb 12, 2018 21:41:50 GMT -5 by Tomoroko
He'd appear only silently remaining hidden within the back. A cloak worn over his shoulders but the hood down. His silver hair shining lightly as his blue eyes simply looked upon the crowd of heretics and undesirables. He hated he even had to be here but he needed to gain what was his an have it returned to him. A debt he had to collect upon once this frivolous venture was completed. He'd look upon the others curious waiting to see just what would all unfold here shortly. His power suppressed as he remained almost hidden at the edge of the meeting zone he'd been summoned too. He hadn't hidden his power in some time but for this even he simply sighed.
His eyes only briefly turning towards the god of the other world. Walking towards her after a few moments. He'd make sure she'd hear him along with her allies when he spoke to make things clear. "It saddens me to know you will soon have to be pushed into non existence. But know your sacrifice will return to me my full god hood. Your sacrifice will not be forgotten. But I simply wish to allow you to have my condolences that your end will soon be upon you and you're entire universe. A game for the gods simply that... But one even I cannot resist it seems. Its a shame... Perhaps before the time is lost to use though. You could join me for one final bit of time to enjoy yourself before the battles commence?" His power was clearly being hidden a brief flash would have been felt earlier though when he'd flown over. But when he approached he seemed almost harmless. He'd taken to Universe 4's bench seeing as the battle nor tournament had truly commenced. Such a act didn't seem unruly given these facts.
He'd offer her a hand briefly as she bickered lightly with her fellow godly allies. "Allow me to introduce myself. I'm the God King Caesar. Slayer of the kai's, Destroyer of worlds, A being of self made god hood. An I must say you truly give me intrigue when I lay eyes upon you." If she granted him her hand he'd kiss it lightly. Smiling at her with a grin that's charms had swayed many the damsel even before he'd become what he was today. His find black clothing under his cloak visible to her if she faced him as well. "Before this all commences... Perhaps we could speak shortly in private. Maybe ensure we both enjoy what could be our final time in this existence. It would be only proper to show no hard feelings as this tournament is not of our own choice. A exchanging of time and enjoyment before the forever night takes one of use for all of time." He'd say as only her and maybe two others had any power to challenge him over here anyway.
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Though she guessed it shouldn’t have really been much of a surprise. Power was supposed to give all that kind of confidence or something, wasn’t it? Least it was no surprise he was probably the strongest one there, unless the others were holding back or something. As if there was a reason too.
This place was pretty empty of life besides them, and they had literal gods around who would be watching them. This arena should be pretty strong enough to hold out any higher power. If it wasn’t going to be revealed now, then it would later. Not like any of them were going to really have a choice here.
”What’s there to get? If you’re not Androids, then you’re some kind of monkey people. Don’t gotta live on your own hype.”
Both the one with the scar, and the one in this arena, had actually answered. Though she only shrugged, attention turning to the others in the arena of those not standing on the other side of her team. It was clearly just her own thoughts, if that clown of her universe, was talking like that.
The difference between him and that other guy though, was that she didn’t mind it. Even if he was clearly crazy, he was still apart of their universe, and they were trying to win here. It all started with taking out one of these guys first too. Her eyes had landed on the one that must have been a demon.
He would probably give her less of a hard time fighting him. That wolf of this universe, could take on the wolf of this other one, while the rest of this team could go either way. Though she doubted things were also going to be that perfect. She could knock out one of these guys, if she could just charge.
"Like I said to those two, it doesn’t matter what you guys are. Pretty sure we’re all here to die, strongest in the universe or not.”
She was going to head fully over towards her intended target, before some chick from the other universe had practically stopped her, adding onto what those other two had already said. They really weren’t over them possibly not existing in her universe, weren’t they? Cause they were at three now.
Still, it was funny, and smiles weren’t anything that dropped from her face that too long. Especially since it sounded like this chick was trying to hog her until the match had started, if she was really being this formal about things here, what with the introductions and everything.
”Pretty sure the wolf’s just some kind of demon. You guys practically have two.”
As casual as she could be when it came to talking, this partially sounded like some kind of way to get information beforehand. This chick was talking to the wrong girl, if so. She hardly cared enough about the others on her team, beyond them doing their part for this tournament, outside of ways to mess with them.
”I guess I have a few tricks of my own, though you’re better off talking to someone else for information, since you seem too formal to really get around.”
The smile that came as she said that last part, wasn’t even a lie. Easier to also get that out of the way now, if they were also going to do the whole name thing here. She cared as much about introductions as anyone else trying to look for their next one night stand, which was pretty nonexistent.
"It’s Serabi. Kind of a weird thing to even bother about if the likely one of us gets vaporized."
It clearly wasn’t going to be this woman either.
WC: 654 PL: 360,000
Last Edit: Feb 12, 2018 23:07:15 GMT -5 by Deleted
Demon Heart [x2], Mastered Power [x5], Makyo Star Power [x10], Full-fledged Demon [x11], Demon Lord [x17], Demon King [x23], Darkness Demon [x29], Hybrid Potential [x43]
Gravity Machine [x100G], Advanced Medical Machine,
Uchigatana, Senzu Bean, E. Dragon Radar
Despite trying to sit there, acting a bit tough and ignorant to those around him at the time, the demon couldn't help but perk up a bit as he heard a voice call out to him in his mind. Cousin Berny...? Who could have been calling him that? Did one of the others bring someone from the demon realm? He had no cousins that he was aware of on his human side. It could have been Aya, possibly... but then again, it could have also been- 'Oh Nyxosa !? I am sorry to hear that... I'll try to visit again I just... have been away for a while. I'm sorry that I left so suddenly, your mother was in trouble and I... well... I regret leaving Makai to help. I wouldn't have left if I knew you'd have to be bored and alone most of the time.' he would smile up at the girl as he replied through the telepathy, she looked so different from the time they had met. It was an odd feeling, to say the least... talking to the daughter of someone like Nakiya. He had a distaste for that woman now but... he didn't hate all of the demon realm. He wouldn't go out of his way to do anything bad to Nakiya or those that cared for her, he just wanted to make sure she couldn't do anything to anybody ever again.
'But it really has been so, so long. I'll try to see you more often now, I will be pretty much free after this tournament so we can talk again. I'll make sure to do my best to get us out of this, okay? It's so great to see you too, I hope you enjoy the fight, I just wish we could see each other under better circumstances.' his smile would be genuine towards his cousin, he could only hope that she didn't hate him if he ever had to fight Nakiya on a battlefield if she tried to hurt anyone, he probably wouldn't be able to hold back then. But once more, his focus would be set towards helping people... he wouldn't forgive her for what she did in hell, but he could at least ignore it until she possibly did something equally worse later. But at the same time, not everyone in the demon realm deserved death... if someone attacked the demon realm he would most likely go to help, he wouldn't save someone like Nakiya again... but others did not deserve such a fate.
His gaze would turn back towards his allies, who were now having some company of their own. Were these opponents a bunch of horndogs..? It didn't seem like his allies did anything to tease this new one on, but that didn't matter too much. He just hoped that they wouldn't get attached before this tournament began, he didn't want them holding back because they didn't want this new 'friend' of theirs to get erased. He would let out a bit of audible sigh, as he would just relax and close his eyes to wait out the beginning of this tournament. He had no reason to socialize with anyone who didn't talk to him directly anyways.
There were so many people gathered, so many levels of ki to sense. It felt like one of those World Tournaments his father had competed in on Earth. He should have been too young to remember watching his father, a farmer half saiya-jin, fight in those things. Carva, however, possessed more of his mother's mutated blood than his father's. His mind was keener than most, despite what he'd shown before.
He was glad to see his King there, but he wasn't surprised. It was true. He couldn't seem to contain his excitement, but Nasu's stern and serious tone would snap Carva back to the task at hand. Nasu was right. He knew nothing of these warriors of Universe Four, so letting his guard down or any simple mistake could be the difference between life and death. He lowered his head to Nasu, despite the distance, and agreed. "Right. Time to go to work, I suppose." He grinned and muttered to himself. "Damn good thing I love my j-"
It was then that he'd see her standing there, that constant look of aggravation on her face. At one time, you'd say he was infatuated with her. But now, he'd moved on and sought one thing...pure and total power. This tournament was just a rung on the ladder to get onto the ladder to the Realm of Gods. He replied to Tomina's words, his voice not cracking...not a hint of fear in the man anymore. Her control was broken, if it had been there in the first place. "Pft. Rensu didn't have to tag along first of all. I thought perhaps he'd see me fight and learn a thing or two, but we both know how that went. Now, as for passing through this first round? I'm going to pass through this one and the next...and the next if need be. And anyone who stands in my way will be groundinto dust and thrown into the wind!"
He would have said more, a genuine grin plastered on his face as he spoke with confidence befitting an elite. But a familiar ki signature soon caught the man's attention and as it was in his general vicinity, Carva froze...eyes focused on Cervez. The tension in that arena, it could be felt...thick as butter. As the Anubian approached him, he also didn't take a step back. He didn't move, his cool expression never changing. He let Cervez speak, and replied with a smirk, black brows arched in a V. "Oh, trust me, Anubian. I will be looking forward to it." He cut his eyes to the opposing team. "After we win, of course." He offered Cervez his hand, causing even more tension. "Deal?"
He heard Serabi's words, and was about to speak before he spotted a rather large woman coming forward, right at he and Heizen. His mouth would go agape and eyes go wide, looking down at her arm hooked into his...his eyes went between her and Heizen, before his expression darkened and be winked, his grin evil...or was it flirtatious? He would take her hand in his and kiss it, if she'd let him. But would that be a kiss of death? "My name is Commandant Carva LePumpka, warrior Elite of Universe Seven. As for him? We won't need him, cause once I get ahold of you there won't be anything left for him!" He said, running his tongue across his teeth before shooting Heizen a look. Perhaps the demon would understand his double meaning. "But in all seriousness, I am afraid that this has to happen. Am I right...er...what was your name again?"
He'd never met the demon king before, but the two of them were on a team. No harm in introductions.
Wc: 630
"You claim to know the definition of "pain". Allow me to show you it's true meaning!"- Carva
Liari appeared a moment later, completely taken aback by everything that was happening. She was just on Namek a second ago, not a day after she finally tore herself from her Hellish prison and now suddenly she was here...? The hell...? The majin flinched in surprise, as some woman next to her started cheering for people she didn't even recognize with a voice so loud she was surprised it didn't split dimensions. Speaking of dimensions, this place was ominous indeed. Nothing but blackness for as far as the eye could see in ALL directions, as if they were battling in some kind of void. There wasn't even a wind that passed by or flowed around them, this emptiness... maddening to look at... Down below were arenas where several strangers and wackjobs got ready to duke it out... and for some reason she was here to survey it... Why...?
"Don't lose...?" Was she at some kind of tournament or something...? Oh, she knew she shouldn't have eaten that namekian-tree candy. Looking out over the area(s), the little blue majin spotted Bernael. Why in the holy hell was he here!? Shouldn't he be off fighting to save the universe or something!? What was he doing in that arena in this place of frustrating nothingness!?....
Unless this WAS the battle for their universe. The little blue majin's eyes widened as her eyes flicked to the people standing alongside Bern in his arena, recounting how he explained that there'd be people helping him... She simply couldn't believe it. The fate of everything that ever was and ever will be... is riding on a tournament? Everyone else up here in the stands were cheering their friends on and Liari could only feel a swell of anger as she stared down at what would settle their fates.
It was stupid. Fate of the Universe her foot. It wasn't so much that a whole bunch of people were fighting for their families and homes or whatever... That's what wars were designed for. But this....? A human-style Team-Freeforall? It was like making a children's game what decided if you lived or died in the next half-hour! It was Ridiculous! The irony of a majin in all their childish behaviors calling something else out for being callow was not lost on her though... And everyone she could sense in here TOWERED over her in power... Those she couldn't made it obvious by the way they sat or stood. She just... always thought things that were this important should be settled... well... Smarter...? Throwing a bunch of people in a boiling pot and seeing who lasted the longest just felt so dumb...
The little blue majin just let out a heavy sigh, plopping herself down in the stands away from anyone else as her eyes locked onto her demon. Her irises flashed a deep red, though the expression on her face was unreadable. Indeed the emotions within her were in turmoil as well, none of them good or encouraging. A little battle of her own was taking place inside, a mix of outrage toiling about in her stomach. A small part of her wanted to cheer on the demon, he who was fighting for her desire to see tomorrow but her own animosity towards the event was keeping her from working up genuine hope. Even the presence of uber-powerful titans wasn't going to lift her spirits today nor the fact she was seeing her Bernael for the first time in forever.
She simply pulled her knees up to her chest, rested her feet on her seat at watched silently, faint trails of steam escaping through the holes in her arms. _________________
As the warriors of Universe 7 appeared on the arena, Lady Weiss stared at them with nothing but anger and despise in her eyes, almost as if she was trying to kill them all with her glare. Kron, on the other hand, analyzed them with a serious expression on his face, massaging his strong jaw as he did so. "Hmm... Seems like they have quite the capable warriors too. This is going to be problematic, but we have to put faith in our warriors, as much as I dislike the fact that we had to choose especially those two..." and his gaze laid upon Buck Riddle (Hotato ) and Piero (Kamen no Saiyajin ), sighing deeply. Lady Weiss glared at him with the corner of her eyes, not giving herself the trouble to stare at him with all her face. "Who cares about justice and ideals?! All I care about is winning and those two can get the job done way better than the excuse of warriors you chose!" she barked at him, baring her fangs at the Kaioshin, who hmphed in turn.
When Mayuri bowed to them, Lady Weiss growled at him and gazed away, back to the arena, folding her arms just below her chest in a tight grip. Kron, on the other hand, returned the bow and although he didn't display a friendly expression, he still held some respect for the fellow Kaioshin. "Lord Mayuri I presume. A shame we must meet under such dire circumstances." he said, before gazing away for a moment, staring at Caesar with the corner of his eyes. Despite their differences, both the Grand Kaioshin and the God of Destruction of Universe 4 apparently had their eyes on Caesar at this moment and while the god of creation was more curious per see, the God of Destruction looked absolutely livid. "Damned Universe 7! They brought a Shinjin to this tournament!" she angrily stated.
The Eastern Kaioshin for Universe 7 nodded towards their counterpart. "Just Mayuri will do for now I think Grand Kaioshin Kron. Not exactly a lord or a lady since my Potara fusion into who I am... that and I think given the situation, we can drop some measure of the formalities." they said with a slight shrug, wincing at the Universe 4 God of Destructions reaction towards Caeser. Nyxosa began to explain to the deity what exactly what the man was, to which the Potara Fusion Kaioshin nodded in accordance. "It's just as she's said... He is one by his own creation, rather than one by birth. Welcome to the power of the Dragon Balls..." they said before sighing and shaking their head.
"If I may be so bold Lady Weiss, I'd suggest trying to ignore Caeser's words. He's rather... aggravating, especially when it comes to deities." Mayuri suggested, since even though this Tournament was going to decide which of their Universes would be erased from existence, they didn't want the King Of All to erase anyone before the dust had settled. That and a part of them wanted to see the look on Weiss' face when Universe 7's team kicked the various backsides of Universe 4. "Our own Universes God of Destruction wanted to see him Destroyed, but given the present circumstances that arose just before that decision could be executed... Well, sadly we've decided to use what arrows were in our quiver, as a phrase partially goes." the Eastern Kaioshion explained, hoping to try and calm the God of Destruction's nerves somewhat, although they suspected that they'd be having the opposite effect probably.
Base [x+1/x+0], Enrage [x2], Mastered Power [x5], Super Elemi [x13], Attuned Super Elemi [x20], Unleashed Super Elemi [x32/x24], Mastered Super Elemi [x35], True Elemental [x45], False God [x56/x55] True God [x60]
“The plan is to employ tactics I normally use with my brethren in a group battle. Then we make adjustments according to what they do.”
Well at least the two females were accepting of her authority. She had experience with one of them prior to know that she was a very lax individual. The male on the other hand… she glared over at him, walking over so that she was standing right over him.
“You’d best get rid of that attitude if you want to survive. I was made to fight since the beginning. Unless you wish to cease existing, then I expect for you to get in line and do as your told. I’m bringing the others back over here. When I return, we’re going over our battle plan.”
Mospira looked over at her other two companions. Both of them had gone over to interact with the warriors from the other universes. From the looks of things, the huge female was trying to court two of the other team. Come to think of it, Serabi had alluded to sleeping with the male member on their team.
Honestly Mospira didn't get why other species were so obsessed with copulating. It was an annoyance to be put up with to produce offspring. Not all of which turned out to be competent. A male Arlian wearing a red cape cheered down from the stands.
KILL THEM ALL QUEEN MOSPIRA!!! DRAIN THEIR BLOOD AND BLAST THEM TO PIECES!!!”
Prince Mantis was the most enthusiastic out of her children. He was not very good at carrying things out though. Which was why she had brought him along and left Prince Roachan in charge. Despite how frightened be could get of her, he was actually competent in his duties.
Mospira walked over to where her team members had gone over to, surprising moving quietly for something as large as she was. She glared at both of them, although she kept her eyes locked on Kyouka.
“Both of you, return to our side so that we may discuss battle tactics. I want to know what each of you is capable of doing. You can copulate with all the males you want to after all of this is over. We won't lose if we take this seriously.”
Mospira then turned her gaze on her opponents, slowly surveying each of them in question. Two of them looked like standard humanoids. She had seen many species like that, so she didn't stay focused on them for long.
For a moment her gaze fixed on Carva. He was a big, bulky humanoid with a furry tail. She had never seen this particular humanoid before, so she was going to be extra cautious of him. Finally her gaze turned to Cervez. Now here was a species completely foreign to her. This one merited watching.
“Your universe has humiliated me with its existence. I’m going to wipe out all of you for what you’ve put me through.”
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