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Post by Queen Kinoko on Sept 28, 2018 14:26:09 GMT -5
In his parents eyes, Natsu was a rather lax prince, one who would rather forgo his training in favor of playing around with his toys and other young saiyans his age... However, the young Prince, now 5 and a half, did far more training than he let anyone see. As it turned out, many of the other young saiyans were either too young to play with, or refused outright to play with him because of his status. They were all far too afraid of getting in trouble with his parents to want anything to do with hi, which gave the boy a whole lot of free time... free time he spent pushing himself in his training.
One thing had been made clear to him over the last few years, that his father prided himself in strength, his own and that of his family's. He wouldn't tolerate a weak heir, and Natsu... well he wanted nothing more than his father to be proud of him. He did want to become the kind of prince the Kingdom could admire, but he knew he wasn't. Sure he was still young but should that matter? They all expected him to be great... and yet, he couldn't even beat someone like Tamari. It had been a year since Natsu had decided to change... and here he was once more inside the gravity chamber, training like there was no tomorrow against the training droids built into the chamber.
"Three... four..." Natsu muttered, his eyes shifting from the right to the left as at least 10 of the droids surrounded him. He made note of how many there were, so that when they started blasting at him, the boy would know how to react. The shots began to rain down on the young prince who instantly sprang into the air to avoid the first few shots. The droids would adjust their movements, suddenly shooting at the airborne prince whom, instead of dodging, began firing back with everything he had.
"Haaaaaaaaaa!" He cried out as two teal beams of energy formed in his hands, firing just as rapidly as the droids. The blasts would cancel out those shot at him, and those that didn't hit their targets smacked harmlessly into the walls. Natsu would follow up by soaring in from behind his blasts, sinking his fist into the machines and busting them apart one by one. To most this might seem like relatively easy training, but Natsu wasn't quite 6 years old, and he had every droid set to their maximum, which would give any regular Super Saiyan a run for their money.
One of the remaining droids fired again, and the blast caught Natsu in the arm, piercing through the muscle but not managing to punch all the way through. Natsu hissed, gritting his teeth tightly to prevent himself from crying out in pain... though if the sudden appearance of the tears in his eyes was any indication, it hurt like hell! As Natsu moved forward, he felt another shot being fired behind him and singing into his back before a third shot from another droid shot into his chest. His reaction time had slowed, shocked by the first strike that it had given the other droids an opening to rain fire down on him.
With tears still in his eyes, Natsu began powering up, his teal aura blazing to life around him as he cried out angrily at his own inability to avoid or counter those. Streaks of gold began to mix into his aura, though never fully engulfed it. Instead, it bounced the next blasts from the droids back at them, piercing the machines through and disabling them.
Natsu slowly floated back down to the ground, panting heavily as he brought his hand up to the injury on his chest. Thankfully it didn't hit any vital organs.
"Damn it... I screwed up again..." He muttered t himself angrily, walking up to the central control of the gravity chamber. Blood was pouring out of the wounds freely, dripping in his wake behind him, but he just pushed himself past that pain... he set the chamber to release another 10 droids, eyeing them dangerously. He didn't notice that he might be using the chamber for too long, and that others might be showing up at any time to use it.
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
His new duties kept him occupied for quite a lot of time as he was one of the few in charge of actually running the Saiyan Galactic Kingdom. Although he was happy with his new position and liked the chance to help building something that was both familiar to the place he grew up in, the Saiyan Empire, but also familiar to the place he grew to love, the Saiyan Alliance, Miso missed the more carefree life where he just had to care about battling and training. He was a brute at heart and that would never change, no matter how old he would get. He knew he had only about fifteen years in his prime before quickly growing old, as saiyan biology allows them to keep up their youthful bodies up until the age of eighty. Karota wasn't so lucky as she was already beginning to feel the effects of old age, which was even visible in her physical appearance and behaviour - she was far more insecure now, having kind of a middle age crisis - and he couldn't help but to think his time to face this would come. Miso also found it quite amusing as he never pictured himself reaching such an advanced age, such as sixty five. He always thought he would die earlier, in battle, and many times he could few the claws of death lurking near him. He even died for a while after facing the Demon Queen, and before that he got deadly close when facing Natto and later on when facing the Saiyan Empire, in his intense battle against the monstrous Rukko. It was impressive he made it out of such dangerous situations and not only that; Miso grew with every experience and became a whole different person, though never losing his teasing nature.
Today was a good day, though. He managed to have some free time so he could just go train for a while. Although it did little to his improvement, Miso still liked to train inside a gravity chamber so he could further challenge himself. His power was growing still, although slowly. He had come to accept the fact he wouldn't ever be able to compete with the top dogs such as Nasu and Komatsu, but that didn't mean he had lost his pride. He would still be one of the best on the second league of fighters for as long as he could possibly keep himself in a healthy warrior's body. He wouldn't allow himself to fall to the ranks of common soldiers before his hair had become white as Aspen's hair and maybe he would also grow a long beard to overcompensate his lack of power wish some extra sass. The thought made him chuckle as he walked through the halls of the Training Facility, getting closer and closer to the chamber.
And that was when he heard something. "Uhn?" the sound was familiar: training droids. So someone was using the chamber at this moment. Well, that was not a problem. Being the Chancellor, he could kick pretty much anyone out of the chamber, so he desired, as long as it wasn't the King or the Queen. As he opened the door, his eyes were surprised to see the Prince training there. He seemed quite tired, sign he had been there for a very long time. Miso never though he would find Natsu there, as he didn't really strike him as a training type, but he had to admit this was quite the amusing surprise. "Well, well, well... The little maggot prince is training? That's a first! Heh!" he teased his grand-nephew as he took a few steps inside the chamber, resting one of his fists on his hips.
Post by Queen Kinoko on Oct 1, 2018 21:37:28 GMT -5
A sniffle would escape the young prince once more as he wiped the tears from his eyes the moment the training droids were released. There was no time for crying now... he had t keep getting better and better so that he could really surprise his parents one day soon...He didn't mind training on his own, since he felt a little bit more confident in himself than when his parents overlooked his training. It was like they expected him to be at the same level as his father already and were just constantly disappointed in the strength he had managed to gather... So if he kept pushing himself like this, alone, then maybe he'd get strong enough to impress them.
As the droids came out, set to their Super Saiyan Assault level, Natsu would jump into action once more. His body was still beaten and exhausted, but he pushed still... when Miso walked in, Natsu would have downed 5 of the droids, though not without suffering more scrapes and holes in his body. There was blood splatters everywhere across the training room, mixed with the oil and various parts of the broken droids. At first, Natsu didn't notice his uncle or really even hear the door opening behind him, his focus solely on the droids in front of him... though as he took another one down and spun to hit a second, he found himself facing the brute of a man who was quick to judge...
"U...uncle Miso..." He started... once more distracted and earning himself anther blaster hole to the back. Natsu yelped at that one as he spun around, firing off a teal blast of energy that caused the tiny droid to erupt into flaming pieces of metal. As the remaining 3 droids closed in on him while Natsu was distracted, the boy would grit his teeth tightly, turning his gaze away from Miso for a moment before looking at the droids. Another angry cry escaped his lips as his aura exploded out from around hi, engulfing the droids that were advancing on him and downing them all at the same time. Once more, the prince's aura would have streaks of gold mixed in to it's natural teal color. He lowered himself to the ground once none of the droids were left, panting heavily, covered in grime and blood and looking like he'd spent days locked inside this gravity chamber. To Miso the gravity wouldn't be very high, but to Natsu it was pushing him to the limit, and then some while battling droids that could so easily kill him.
"What are you doing here..? I thought no one else was supposed to use the chamber today..." He said nervously, covering his chest once more as he tried to hide his pained expression. He'd really done a number on himself... but he couldn't let anyone see that... he had to be the tough prince right?
"Oh uhm... if you're here to train... do you think maybe... you could teach me?" His words were barely above a mumble at this point, embarassed about it.
WC: 517
Last Edit: Oct 1, 2018 21:37:58 GMT -5 by Queen Kinoko
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
Miso chuckled. "Hey, maggot, don't take your eyes off the bots! They are set up in quite the dangerous configuration. Heh. Seems like you found your long lost balls. Hehehe." he teased the kid as he watched him destroy yet another droid. "Those nasty bastards did enhance the experience here. Gotta give it to that old man Aspen. Heh. He did came through with his promises." Miso said, mostly to himself than to Natsu. He continued to watch as the kid struggled to fight the bots until he took a very deep breath and pointed his open left palm to the remaining bots, while the other hand continued to rest on his hips, but before he could even destroy it, he noticed something rather interesting: the kid's aura was beginning to shift to golden as he pushed himself to his very limit. Natsu was beginning to tap into the power of a super saiyan at the tender age of five. Not even Tamari managed to do such a thing, which meant the Prince did have a lot of potential, one that far surpassed both Natto and even Nasu at their age.
Miso's eyes were locked at the kid and his scouter was now reading his fluctuating power level around the hundred thousand. How come he had never noticed the kid's power before? Maybe Natsu was just constantly suppressing it. "Brat, I don't have to schedule. I'm the motherfucking Chancellor! The only two people I cannot officially kick out of his place is your mom and dad, but in reality, the only two people I wouldn't kick out of this place are your mom and Karota! Women can be a drag, when they are pissed. You will grow to know that, maggot. Heh!" he said with his shit eating grin. Then, Miso heard his request, but he wanted him to speak up. He liked his grand-nephew, but what he didn't like was the way he hid himself. The huge saiyan crouched near the boy and tapped his head with a more friendly expression. "Yo, brat. You should speak up. You are the freaking Prince of the Saiyan Galactic Kingdom. And you... Hehehe... Have a fucking power level of over a hundred thousand." he said, widening his grin. "Wanna know your dad's power level when he your age? Six thousand!" he revealed, remembering all too well the day when he invaded Planet Natto, and a reckless Great Ape Nasu came at him, only to have his tail ripped off and beaten to the brink of death.
Post by Queen Kinoko on Oct 2, 2018 13:03:37 GMT -5
Natsu would let a mild groan escape his lips as he shifted to his good leg. Everything hurt so bad right now... he just wanted to crawl into the healing pod and never come back out... but in front of Miso, he stood as straight as he could under the circumstances. While Natsu wasn't intimidated by his uncle as most saiyans were, the contrast between the small boy and the large saiyan would cause people to laugh.
His groan would turn into a huff whenever Miso said he could kick out anyone he wanted too, and the young saiyan crossed his arms in front of him at that as if challenging him on that fact. If Miso was so surprised to see Natsu training, then why would he kick him out! That would just be mean, and while he knew his uncle COULD be mean, he wasn't always.
When he came down to eye level and told Natsu to speak up though, the boy lost a bit of his demeanour, looking away from Miso for a moment before sucking in a breath and looking back up to his uncle, nodding his head at his uncles words.
"I know I'm the prince... that's why I'm training so hard!" He expressed, wanting to continue on his rant until Miso pointed out that Natsu was really strong, that his powerlevel was a hundred thousand. To Natsu, that didn't seem high at all, since he was constantly surrounded by people with insane powers... but when Miso then mentioned that his dad's PL ws only six thousand at his age, Natsu looked up to his uncle with a curious gaze in his eyes.
"Really? That's it?" He asked with a furrow of his eyebrows. Was his dad really that weak at his age? What did that mean for Natsu then? Did that mean he was going to get even stronger than his dad at this rate? Or would the opposite be true? Strong starting power level, weak ending power level? His face had scrunched up as he thought of all these possibilities, of what this new information meant for him... but in the end, Natsu broke out into a large grin.
"Hehehe So I'm even stronger than daddy was, hunh! Hehehe Good! Now father won't be able to make fun of me anymore for a while! Hmph... Uncle Miso... please don't tell them yet though okay? That I've been training on my own? I want to make sure I can at least go Super Saiyan... It might be a while because I don't even know how to do it but... I just... don't want them to keep looking down on me. "
WC: 446 TWC: 1686
Last Edit: Oct 2, 2018 13:03:59 GMT -5 by Queen Kinoko
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
Miso nodded. "Yeah, it was just that! Mine was even lower! A fifteen hundred! Natto's power level was eighteen hundred! Heh. We were a bunch of weakling asses! Hehehehe!" he added, finding it funny how much the new generation was surpassing the older one. So far, it has been held true, with Tamari being already a super saiyan and Natsu being dangerously close to reaching that level. In any case, Miso found it reassuring to see some conviction arising in the boy's demeanor; he truly needed more of it, as he was always hiding and doubting himself, and with the little personality he could already feel from his younger sister, if Natsu didn't learn to step up, he would soon be overshadowed by the little girl, at least to Nasu's eyes.
He nodded again when he asked him to keep this a secret for now. "I won't tell anyone, if you don't want me to. But this training? It won't help you turning into a super saiyan. You need a bit more challenge, and some anger. And I know a perfect person who can trigger those feelings in you. Heh." and as he said that, he poked his upper right brow, just where his claw-shaped scar was. "And I mean, the person who gave you this scar! Heh!" he teased him with his shit eating grin. He knew they didn't get along despite the fact that they would eventually spar against one another. Well, to call it a spar was sugarcoating it. It was more like Tamari constantly bullying and beating Natsu to prove she was the stronger kid.
Post by Queen Kinoko on Oct 2, 2018 20:02:16 GMT -5
It was obvious that Natsu's pride swelled up whenever Miso went on to say how even he and Natsu's grandfather, Natto, didn't have power levels as high as his! He was absolutely giddy about that fact, and the way that Natsu suddenly stood up straighter, it was obvious that it was starting to go to his head, regardless of his self doubt. That was until Miso said that this training wasn't going to help him transform, and the boy deflated a little bit. He was training really hard... so why wouldn't it work eventually? He didn't understand at all that he needed some kind of trigger to set off the explosive power of Super Saiyan... and didn't understand he was in for a really, really bad time.
"Wait anger..? I mean I'm not angry a lot... why do I need to be angry?" He asked with a tilt of his head, watching as Miso poked his own eyebrow, reflecting where Natsu had his own claw shaped scar. His eyes widened as he unfolded his arms and took the slightest of steps backwards.
"T...Tamari..? S...She doesn't need to be here... I... I don't want to train with a girl. You said it yourself, girls can be a drag." Natsu tried to hide behind his uncles earlier words, wanting anything other than Tamari being here right now. He... liked his cousin well enough but he also hated her too... and he would never let himself say that out loud. It always infuriated him how she was leagues ahead of him (he didn't pay attention to their age difference) and how ruthless she was with him... He always tried to train hard to beat her but he was hoping to wait until he was a Super Saiyan to fight her again... this way he could surprise her with the upper hand and win.
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
"Why do we need anger?! Because we are saiyans, not unicorns! Heh! We are moved by anger, maggot!" Miso chuckled, strike his head lightly with his fist. Then, as he mentioned bringing in someone who could incite some anger in the little heart of his, Natsu became rather defensive. "See? There's some hatred in there, maggot! Heh! That means she has the tools to bring it out! And if you want to be a super saiyan, you have to go through the pain! Do you wanna know how did I become a Super Saiyan? I became a super saiyan because I hated my brother for being stronger than me and I wanted to freaking show him I was the better! I was older, I was supposed to be the strongest, and yet, I was not! So the rage inside of me grew and so did my power with my training. Then, it exploded! And I became a Super Saiyan. You won't be able to turn if you are here, all happy and well, hiding in the shadows and sheltering your anger. You need to let it explode, brat! Heh! And if she can bring it out, then fucking perfect!" he added as he got back to his feet, folding his arms in front of his chest, as he stared to his grand-nephew, wondering if he would protest again.
Post by Queen Kinoko on Oct 3, 2018 21:25:41 GMT -5
Natsu moved his head away as Miso made the teasing striking motion at his head, huffing audibly at his uncles explanation of why they needed anger. The only real reason he got from Miso just then, was that they needed anger just because they were saiyans... that didn't make sense... Something about their anger had to trigger the Super Saiyan form... but regardless of the why, at least now he knew the how. He needed to get angry... but he wasn't quite sure how well that was going to go. With a heavy sigh he looked up towards his uncle and nodded.
"Okay... Fine I'll try. I get angry with Tamari but I don't think It's enough to compare to what you said made you go Super Saiyan... ow..." As he went to cross his arms again, it suddenly dawned on him once more how much pain he was in and he hissed as the sudden movement caused his chest wound to spit out blood again.
"I'll just... heal up while she gets here then..."
WC: 175 TWC: 2180
Last Edit: Oct 3, 2018 21:26:00 GMT -5 by Queen Kinoko
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
"Let me worry about that, maggot. Heh." he said in a rather nonchalant tone as an answer to Natsu's concerns that Tamari might not be able to completely sparkle the anger in his heart. "With the amount of S-Cells he has inside of him, it won't be much difficult, even if the anger is not that intense... That old man Aspen... He did bring a lot of secret knowledge and development to us. I have to admit, at first I thought he was full of shit, but he did came through." he thought to himself as he watched the young prince leaving to a healing chamber, so he could recover from the crazy training he had been putting himself through. As he left, Miso touched the button on his green advanced scouter. "Tamari, get your ass over to Training Facility A, 'kay? I need you to help Natsu with a little training." he said over the communication device. "But dad... He is a weakling... I don't wanna play with him!" the young saiyaness complained, but she knew it was a losing battle when her father was adamant about something. "I don't care. Move your ass over here and listen to your old man, heh." and with that he cut the communication line and just folded his arms, as he waited for both of them to show up.
It wouldn't take them long now, and he was really looking forward seeing the young prince realizing the legend.
Post by Queen Kinoko on Oct 12, 2018 21:19:39 GMT -5
Natsu dragged his butt over to the medical bay, peering inside quickly to see if anyone else was in there before walking in. If someone saw him so beaten up then they would either find out his secret or assume he got his ass handed to him again... The latte the most likely of the two.
"I just need... aha" He couldn't spend too much time in a medical chamber, so instead he opted for one of the old man's new medicines... it was a red colored pill that acted like a fast acting healing chamber. He'd seen it work before on other soldiers who'd come out of the training room with similar injuries as him... so surely it would work on him too. He went up to the desk and hovered upwards so he could see on top of it, grabbing one of the labelled red pills and popping it into his mouth. As soon as he swallowed it, he would gasp loudly as he felt each injury close and the rush of stamina returning to his body. He let out a slow exhale as if that got rid of the rush in his system and flexed his arms, checking himself over for injuries and tracing the spots where he had gotten shot.
Nothing
"Wow... it really works well hunh..." He said aloud as he moved over to the sink and cleaned himself off, wiping away the blood and grime from his body before heading back out to the gravity chamber where Miso and probably Tamari were waiting on him. Before entering again, he shut his eyes and took a deep breath... this was going to suck, a lot... and he could feel his confidence fading away... but he had t do this... he had to do it for the Kingdom, for his father, and for himself. The door hissed open, and with the straightest face he could, Natsu stepped back inside...
"Uncle Miso, Tamari..." He said as he gazed towards his cousin with mild disdain in his eyes. It was honestly like a switch, the look of anger was already visible in his eyes.
WC: 356 TWC: 2536
Last Edit: Oct 13, 2018 12:03:07 GMT -5 by Queen Kinoko
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
When Natsu got inside the chamber, Miso was there, leaning against the wall with his arms folded in front of his chest. He stared at the boy with the corner of his eyes and smirked. "Hope you are ready, maggot. Heh." he teased him lightly, knowing all too well he must be quite anxious now, as his greatest rival was standing right there, in the middle of the gravity chamber, stretching her legs with her back on the entrance, so she wouldn't be staring at Natsu as he got inside. However, she did notice him. Although not as well-versed as Karota, she was also a great sensor. If anything, Tamari was more like the skills of the mother with the attitude of the father, the best (or worse) of both worlds.
"Oh..." she exclaimed, pausing her warm-up to turn around and stare at Natsu. Tamari could already feel the fear inside of him and she loved it. Her smirk was both mischievous and cruel. She didn't bother wearing a battle suit, as she didn't even think she needed one to fight Natsu and instead was using just casual clothing in a more earthling style, something she got from her mother and her fourth of an earthling blood.
Tamari
Her power level was two times higher than Natsu's own, no wonder she was always beating him senseless. "Came here today to get a matching scar on your other eye, cousin? Hehehe! I'm quite bored, to be honest! You are so weak. And this gravity? What kind of joke is that? I've already mastered a gravity waaaaaaaaay stronger than this one!" she provoked him, but Miso cut her short. "Stop bragging." he said, but she rolled her emerald eyes in her orbits. "But it's true, dad... I've been training for reals, ya know?" she said, stomping her foot; Tamari was a difficult child and she wouldn't just back down, even when confronting her parents (though Karota could still incite some respect and fear on her). "Well... Are you here to talk or to fight? Honestly... You never train with me, so at least show me you are not slacking." he complained, clicking his tongue, but then she narrowed her eyes and giggled. "It's because you fight like a mindless brute, dad... Mom has mad skills, so I think her style is much cooler!" and he just grumbled something in response.
Post by Queen Kinoko on Oct 13, 2018 18:35:15 GMT -5
She was doing some pretty basic warm ups whenever Natsu arrived, and even though all she had said was 'oh', he glared at her so intensely. It was only when Tamari turned around to face him that his glare lessened. While he still looked angry ith her, he looked far more uncertain now... She still felt stronger than him at his pique... so how was this going to go? Would he actually be able to transform? He assumed that was the only way he was going to beat her this time around, because like this he couldn't... how was it that he was so inferior to her...
He shook his head then brought his hands up to slap his cheeks, snapping himself out of his little depressive spiral of self doubt. He would let one leg slide backwards as he braced himself in the all too familiar Soy School Stance.
"I-I'm not the one leaving with a scar this time.I'll sh..show you! I got a lot stronger!" Natsu tried to boast to boost his own moral, but it was clear he was still intimidated by the older girl. He released the hold on his power in a flurry of energy, his teal ki exploding around him as he dug his rear leg into the floor, darting forward before either of them could say anything else and throwing a fluffy of punches and kicks towards his cousin to gauge his own speed and strength against her own.
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
"A lot stronger?! Hehehehe... I can sense your power level, silly! And it's still so low! Your baby sister is almost as strong as you are! Hehehe!" the eleven years old teased her cousin; she could be really cruel with her comments when she wanted to, and tormenting Natsu was one of her favourite hobbies. When she saw him using the Soy School stance, she started giggling a bit more. "Even your dad knows this style has no chance against mine!" she teased as she compared the Wolf School with the Soy one, mentioning the fact Nasu was trained by Karota in order to learn the style she knew. And all those words were said as she almost effortlessly dodged all of his flurry of blows, almost as if she wasn't even making an effort. The smirk - much like her father's - was stamped on her face and her teal eyes analyzed each and every movement from Natsu before she finally decided to counter.
"Wolf Hurricane!" she exclaimed as she aimed to maul the boy with her fingers acting like sharp, wolf claws. The attack was the first technique of the Wolf School, the most basic one, but it didn't mean it wasn't deadly and dangerous. And Tamari could pack quite the punch. Miso was just watching the fighting without intervening. At least for now. He wanted to Natsu to be able to overcome this steep obstacle on his own.
Tagged:Queen Kinoko Power Level: 654,092 (Miso) | 218,000 (Tamari) Health: [-] Transformed PL: [-] Stamina: 3/3 Combat Info: Dodged all the attacks and countered with [BG][SOT-1] Wolf Hurricane for PL 54,100 WC: 277 TWC: 2,629
Post by Queen Kinoko on Nov 4, 2018 17:32:04 GMT -5
"W-what?? No she isn't! She'd just a baby!" Natsu huffed as he swung his fists towards Tamari with as much force as he could muster without tapping into his energy. It didn't seem to d much good though as Tamari skillfully dodged every single punch. That was a pain... He saw his mom use this kind of flurry all the time in her own training and it was always really effective. So he had to change things up a little bit... and if she was so ready to fight off the Soy School, maybe she wouldn't be as prepared to fight off his mothers Royal Demon arts... He wasn't formally trained in it, but he had watched everything really closely.
As his mind began to form a plan to counter the power difference between them, Tamari came at him with THAT attack. The same one that had left the nasty scar he bore on his face every day. It made him hesitate, scared of what getting hit by that attack again would do... and the fact that he froze cost him. Her claws met their mark, sinking into his skin again and scratching him up pretty badly. Natsu stumbled and fell back onto his rear, bringing his arm up to stop the attack from hitting his face...
"Ow! ow! ow! Stop!" he cried out, tapping into the one thing he knew would get to Tamari... her confidence. She expected him to be pathetic, she expected him to cry and run off at the first sign of their power level difference... but he could use his mistake to his advantage. A whine escaped his lips even as his body already started to regenerate the wounds given to him. Just as soon as Tamari would let her guard down, he would retaliate with a powerful Super Spirit Cannon to her face, backed by the power of the Demonic influence he had been born with.
Techs used: (Yes I used too many >_> but ally battle) --[EST-2] Healing: Heals moderate injuries. [Heals (about 53k)] --[SPE][EOT-2] Super Spirit Cannon: The user puts his hand forward and charges a blue energy sphere. Then he draws his arm back, and then he brings his hand forward and fires the attack at the opponent, inflicting a great deal of damage. [60% Damage] -- [SPE][PT-2] Demonic Will: Once per thread, the user can concentrate their ki energy by summoning the power of his demonic soul. After that, the power of a technique will be increased by 40%. Does not boost technique speed. [+40% Boost to Technique Power]
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