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by Mavorpen » Thu Aug 20, 2015 12:07 am
by Altito Asmoro » Thu Aug 20, 2015 12:14 am
The Silhouette of Adventure wrote:Altito Asmoro wrote:
Len-El
"You are all needed here, Boxer. For now the center is still empty, very few registers. But once we hit, say one or two months, maybe the government will place more laws at the act to force the secluded superhumans to come here." said Cash.
"There's beds and food here, courtesy of government and one unnamed corporations which help us and the rest of the military at USA to registers the superhumans. This will be a brutal period, of course, " said Cash again to Boxer.
Cash directed them to the Military Center which is located at an abandoned cinema, old cinema. Outside the cinema, lies the tables and soldiers, ready to registers anyone. The registered superhumans, meanwhile, has been redirected, or transported, to somewhere else where the training centers are.
Len approached one of the GCD, who by all accounts seems larger. He saw his muscles, and then, he said, "Are you a human? You are too big to be one," said Len to the man, who leaned himself to the van.
Boxer nodded. "You're Officer Cash, right? I recognize you from some old Arkham documentaries. Any chance I could pull a favour and ask you to figure out what corporation that is? The GCD has been dealing with one recently. If they're the same, they have their own motives in this. At any rate, my men are Runners, scouts, and patrols. Mind me taking up command of your patrols too? Not trying to step on any toes here, just trying to coordinate."
Retlyer narrowed his eyes. "Blunt, aren't you? What's your name?"
by Charmera » Thu Aug 20, 2015 1:33 am
New Neros wrote:The Starlight wrote:-snipDarkstar Crisis
Battle of the Nexus
Part One
Max's eyes lit up as he saw the All-Mother grace his presence, and he crooked his knees and touched his hands to the floor, "By any means, All-Mother, welcome to my humble vessel. I am in your debt, as your aid to me is far, far greater than what I had provided when Everything Died." The Mad God said, raising back to his feet and shifting his weight slightly, Mir and Val standing up from their respective bows as well. "I am glad and thankful for your Valkyries, weaponry, and even yourself, Valka. We face impossible odds, but our allies are plentiful and powerful, All-Mother, and no force in the cosmos can withstand your will." He further noted.
"But, our conversation must be cut short, as we've arrived at the Rubicon Sphere." He gravely informed his new allies, motioning for them to go through a set of sliding doors - revealing the modest command center of the rudimentary vessel. Still, it was equipped with a massive screen for communications, and it buzzed to life as a transmission was broadcast. Max gently lowered the helm of his armor over his head, locking it into place with an airtight seal as he readied himself for gun boat diplomacy. A small, blue man was the one who faced the gathered group, a smug expression stuck on it's face - one of the Guardians of the Universe, no doubt.
"Maxwell Morningstar," The Guardian began, ensuring that it thoroughly pronounced every syllable in his name, "Celestial Messiah, you are forbidden to travel any further towards the M'Krann Crystal. Let this be a single warning, and any attempts to challenge that status will result in your untimely demise, young king. I - Valorex, Guardian of the Universe -stand as a messenger for the most powerful assembly in all of the cosmos - beware our power, Mad God."
The silence weighed upon the room, the Guardian baring down upon Max in particular as it searched for weakness in the face of the ultimatum. Instead, Mad Max gave a slight smile behind his mask, and a light, audible chuckle - clearly infuriating the Guardian. "I disregard your order, as I may go wherever I please. You tell me to beware, Valorex, but I'll tell you where to be if you don't stand aside. I've tried to reason with the Guardians, with the New Gods, but you are all so lost in your unwavering arrogance that you refuse to believe that a threat capable of wiping out this universe is coming - it has already destroyed hundreds on it's way toward our own!" Max yelled, stepping forward and balling his fists as he talked to a stubborn old blue man. "It's name is Darkstar - and only I can close the Nexus before he comes."
A sour, uncaring expression was held by the Guardian, who replied simply and without much emotion. "You have decided your own fate, Messiah. An ignoble choice - only death awaits you beyond the Rubicon." With that calm threat, the video feed flicked off and turned to static, fading from view entirely as the Guardian left the group to their own devices. Max turned to look at his compatriots, a smile hiding behind his helmet.
"I think that went better than expected." Mir sarcastically noted, giving Otto and Val a chuckle, Maxwell nodding in agreement. At that moment, a shock rippled across the ship and shook the entire vessel - as if the hull was hit by a canon. The jolt sent no one to the floor, as almost all on board were powerful beings capable of withstanding such force, but it made the entire crew alert and combat ready. "The hell was that?!" Mir demanded, another hit banging throughout the ship. "Motherfu-" He said, charging out of the sliding door and rushing out of the questionable safety of the ship and into the void of space outside of it.
He was followed by Max and Otto, the rest taking point as well. Mir breathed with rage in his huffs, the allies looking on to see the cause of the commotion - finding themselves faced with the Alpha Green Lantern Corps and their Honor Guard brethen, along with scores of other assembled Green Lanterns from nearby Sectors. Their rings glowed an incandescent green, and some had conjured the projection of a large artillery construct - which was launching energy projections at the ship. "You think a show of force will scare us?" Mir demanded, flexing his chest and tightening his overall physique. "I am the Hand of the Mad God, and you are but servants to a lost cause!"
"Force, Mir?" A familiar voice asked, the same voice of the Guardian, Valorex, who had given Max and his allies the ultimatum to turn back. "This is but an exercise in humility...and obedience." The Guardian appeared above his Lantern entourage, halds clasped behind his back and slightly smirking at Max, Mir, Val, Otto, Valka, and her Valkyries. "I say this now because we are not alone. Behold, the combined might of dreaded Apokolips and heavenly New Genesis." Valorex said, waving his hand and gesturing behind the crew - some of which turned to look, and found only their ship.
Until a bright, burning beam tore through it in a massive, unconstrained explosion - spewing the molten wreckage all around and revealing two monolithic powerhouses in it's wake. The originator of the energy beam stood stoic and with burning eyes - the power of the Omega Beams surging within, the truly awesome power of Darkseid. Directly opposite of him was none other than his brother, Highfather, who stood in much the same way, and behind them were but a few of their New God associates. In effect, the forces had Max's allies surrounded, and with the presence of a Guardian, the Green Lanterns would prove to be just as much of a threat as the New Gods themselves.
Max thought quickly, knowing Valka would intercept the mental message, and giving but a firm nod to Mir and Val as he thought to the All-Mother. "Valka - I'm going to rush the Nexus. As long as it closes, we can rest easy. Until then, fight hard, keep them away from me, and I'll be back to help in a few minutes. I'm sorry for the burden I'm placing on your shoulders, but I trust no one else with a feat so mighty." With that, Max simply blinked away, covered by a sudden charge of Mir and Otto against the Green Lanterns, igniting the Battle for the Nexus.
Zarkenis Ultima wrote:And here, we see a wild Shittonicus Charactericus, coloquially known as Charmera, in its natural habitat. It seems to be displaying behavior expected from one of its kind, producing numerous characters and juggling them with its front paws.
by Turmenista » Thu Aug 20, 2015 4:14 am
by Charmera » Thu Aug 20, 2015 5:52 am
New Neros wrote:Charmera wrote:-snipVan Zant
While the drones were easily dealt with by the other youngsters, Van Zant kept his eyes glued on the ships floating precariously above them, naturally worried and expecting something far worse than propaganda discs. "Shit..." He mumbled, watching as some vessels broke formation and dropped low towards the ground - pouring out actual soldiers and armored walkers, not to mention more drones. Van tightened his fist as one of the battlesuits locked onto him with it's weird light fixtures where it's face should be. Quickly, the damn thing launched at Van - prompting him to dodge out of the way at the last second.
"Close!" He yelled, pivoting on his ankle and hoping to turn and blow right into the Rantu battlesuit's back - but found a charged shot of plasma hurling right at him from the same unit. He hadn't the time to yelp as the supercharged shot slammed into Van's body and rocketed him back several feet. He was back on his feet in no time, the tactile telekinetic shield reducing the heat and force by several magnitudes as it impacted. Still, Van couldn't help but feel a bit outclassed technologically here. What he lacked in smarts, though, Van hoped to make up for in bravery and durability. Zant then leapt forward in a flash - faster than what the Rantu pilot could physically track and respond to - and jammed his fist right into the battlesuit's midsection.
Effortlessly, Van lifted his arm and the battlesuit with it, flipping it over his back and slamming it back down onto the hard ground below in a fearsome CLACK! - cracking it at the suit's joints and disorienting the pilot. Standing over the suit, Van lifted both of his fists up and slammed them down quickly, smashing the body of the battlesuit with both and shattering the crystalline material that made up the suit - specifically designed to take incredible amounts of shock - until it appeared collapsed inward where the pilot was. Van would have continued, but a sudden blast to the shoulder from a plasma rifle tossed him forward and skidding along the ground. He turned to face his next opponent, and found them to be actual soldiers - Fire Warriors of the Rantu - with their rifles trained on Zant and surrounded by hovering drones. "Surrender. Now." One demanded in a computerized voice, a translation.
Van stood himself back up and stared down at the Fire Warriors, three in all, and began to think his way through this situation. Everything else around him seemed to just fade away as his vision tunneled, and a familiar sensation flowed through his veins as adrenaline pumped it's way throughout his body - amplifying his powers in the process. "I know you don't know who I am," He said quietly, almost as if he was nervous, "But you must know what planet you're on. Earth, ever hear of it? We kick alien asses every other day." He said, running forward at the three Warriors, the soldiers firing their plasma weaponry in rapid succession. To their shock, Van Zant tanked the plasma slag and did not slow down - his telekinetic shield powered up to absurd levels.
The superhuman slammed into one of the Fire Warriors with a clothesline, dropping him to the concrete where his entire body bounced off the hard surface and skidded back. Van, right after the impact, pivoted and stopped his momentum - extending both his fist and his foot, his balled hand colliding with the Warriors' helmet in front of him and his foot connecting with the chest of the one behind him - sending both flying in the opposite direction with enough force to be fatal, had they not been wearing such protective suits. As Van dealt with those immediate threats, a series of drones began to surround him and hover quickly, Zant dropping low into another combat stance, taking a quick swing at one drone and completely missing.
The drones began to pelt him with bullets in rapid succession - Van's barrier giving him the appearance of incredible durability, but it wasn't a situation he could keep up forever. He began to think, wonder what he could do to drop the drones. Like a lightbulb, Van's eyes lit up as he figured out what he could do, though, it was a gamble. He hadn't done it before, but the idea seemed plausible enough. Zant concentrated hard, straining his muscles and mental capacity as he focused on pushing his telekinetic shield outwards violently. Right before Van passed out from hardly even breathing, he felt a sudden surge travel down his spine, and in a primal yell, he exploded his tactile telekinetic shield out and away from his body with such vigor that it simply shredded the drones circling him.
The shield snapped back to Van like a rubber band, but the effort exhausted the youngster. "A few down...a few hundred more to go." He said, trying to catch his breath, watching the others handle the Rantu for a moment before rejoining the battle.
Zarkenis Ultima wrote:And here, we see a wild Shittonicus Charactericus, coloquially known as Charmera, in its natural habitat. It seems to be displaying behavior expected from one of its kind, producing numerous characters and juggling them with its front paws.
by Siliarba » Thu Aug 20, 2015 5:54 am
Tomia wrote:Samantha GrimmSam blushed brightly despite herself at DeeDee's very forward comments. She was used to her sister getting all this kind of attention and while she was used to this kind of behavior, it came from her sister so it didn't effect her at all. However this wasn't her sister, this was an attractive flirtatious woman who was clearly interested in her. After all, Samantha was more shy and conservative than she let on. Sure she had flirted with some people she liked before and even gotten pretty involved with a few others, but she was still a virgin and was much more shy about thagt than her older sister.
However despite how overwhelmed with the attention she was getting, Samantha was fascinated with DeeDee's discussion of magic. "Wow, I'd really love to be able to do that." She said, awe in her voice. She then blushed even brighter, "The magic, I mean." Samantha told her, clarifying quickly. She was then glad to be able to change the subject. "I'm a mage too, though I guess I'm more of a witch. I'm here visiting with my two sisters. We're very close and we travel around all the time together." Samantha said to her, before she realized something. "Wait, if you're the co-owner and you're a magic user, did you create that illusion around the club? That was amazing!" Samantha said with great admiration. She couldn't imagine being able to do magic like that. She then heard her talk about how she's sorry if Sam gets effected by her succubus powers. Samantha felt a little better that actually, and a bit more comfortable too. She seemed genuine about that.
"Well, thank for that. I can understand how its hard to control your powers sometimes. I appreciate the compliments though. It's really exciting to speak to another a magic users. I haven't met many before." Sam said to DeeDee sincerely.
by The Silhouette of Adventure » Thu Aug 20, 2015 6:01 am
Altito Asmoro wrote:The Silhouette of Adventure wrote:Boxer nodded. "You're Officer Cash, right? I recognize you from some old Arkham documentaries. Any chance I could pull a favour and ask you to figure out what corporation that is? The GCD has been dealing with one recently. If they're the same, they have their own motives in this. At any rate, my men are Runners, scouts, and patrols. Mind me taking up command of your patrols too? Not trying to step on any toes here, just trying to coordinate."
Retlyer narrowed his eyes. "Blunt, aren't you? What's your name?"
Len-El
"I'll see what I can do, Boxer. The information's top secret, I'm not even sure I can get my hands on it. As for patrols, you have to talk with Commissioner Gordon. He's back in GCPD, coordinating with the rest of GCPD on all of Gotham. But you can help the patrols of GCPD, you cannot take command of them. They are...less received with you guys trying to topple Vannis and Two-Face." said Cash, as he turned his back and walked to the center again.
Len-El looked up to the man, "Officer Len," as he turned his back and walked to the corner, leaned himself to the wall. Shotgun in hands, ready to fire.
by Osnil » Thu Aug 20, 2015 6:09 am
by Charmera » Thu Aug 20, 2015 7:26 am
The Templar High Council wrote:Charmera wrote:Katie looked down, stifling her own tears. She felt that now was not the time for her tears. She had time to mourn before, but now was time time to help Kylie. Katie walked slowly towards Kylie, not too fast, and did not yet make physical contact. "I'm sorry... before I... I really couldn't. It was hard to say. But... then you..." She gritted her teeth, this was difficult. Trying to help her... now she knew what it was like for the others. She paused again, giving her more time. "Jasmine went crazy. Came into his room. I was there but..." A tear rolled down her cheek. "I couldn't stop her Kylie... I couldn't..." She spoke.
She then paused again. "Eric... left something for you.... for all of us actually." She spoke. "It helped when... when I saw it."
Katie might not have wanted to touch Kylie while she was like this, but Kylie certainly needed someone to lean on. She lurched out for Katie, crying into her friend's shoulder. "I'm sorry. I... I don't even know anymore. What to say, what to do. Right now... I just wanna go home." She could taste her tears as she tried to speak. They had finished the mission, so they actually should have been home by now. If it weren't for all this...
Kylie just couldn't stop crying. She just wanted to go home, take off her rings, and cry. It was late, and there would be time to deal with her feelings as she slept.
Zarkenis Ultima wrote:And here, we see a wild Shittonicus Charactericus, coloquially known as Charmera, in its natural habitat. It seems to be displaying behavior expected from one of its kind, producing numerous characters and juggling them with its front paws.
by New Rnclave » Thu Aug 20, 2015 7:44 am
Turmenista wrote:Myosai
As expected, the huge power was headed straight towards her way. Myosai didn't know who he was, or what his deal was, but the strangest thing was his hint of an Ape or a Monkey in his power signature, which, by the way, was massive.
She saw him first, landing by one of Magnus's rock formations he put up during the fight against Super 17. Maybe she'd get to know him well first day; or, better yet, she'd play that Death Ball game with him. Death Ball was Myosai's way of getting to know someone. So far, Cell, Dabra, and Magnus had survived, though countless others fell to a similar, tragic fate. They'd pass each other a large Ki ball which would increase in power, weight, and size on every pass, and whomever was unfortunate enough to not be able to hold the Ball, would be having a real bad day.
Myosai flew over to the figure, sitting at the top of one of the volcanic rock pyramids. She waved, calling out to him. He seemed lost. "Hey! Monkey-man!" She called in more of a nickname like fashion instead of an insult. "Are you lost? You look lost!"
...Then the ADHD comes in...
"You wanna play a Game?" She suddenly asked. "It's called Death Ball! You want in?" But, before she went all in and threw the ball at him, the Majin introduced herself, lowering herself to his level. "My name Myosai. What's yours, monkey-man?"
Finland SSR wrote: Sex is a form of competitive martial arts, after all.
by Pygmalionia » Thu Aug 20, 2015 7:45 am
by Tomia » Thu Aug 20, 2015 7:46 am
Siliarba wrote:Tomia wrote:Samantha GrimmSam blushed brightly despite herself at DeeDee's very forward comments. She was used to her sister getting all this kind of attention and while she was used to this kind of behavior, it came from her sister so it didn't effect her at all. However this wasn't her sister, this was an attractive flirtatious woman who was clearly interested in her. After all, Samantha was more shy and conservative than she let on. Sure she had flirted with some people she liked before and even gotten pretty involved with a few others, but she was still a virgin and was much more shy about thagt than her older sister.
However despite how overwhelmed with the attention she was getting, Samantha was fascinated with DeeDee's discussion of magic. "Wow, I'd really love to be able to do that." She said, awe in her voice. She then blushed even brighter, "The magic, I mean." Samantha told her, clarifying quickly. She was then glad to be able to change the subject. "I'm a mage too, though I guess I'm more of a witch. I'm here visiting with my two sisters. We're very close and we travel around all the time together." Samantha said to her, before she realized something. "Wait, if you're the co-owner and you're a magic user, did you create that illusion around the club? That was amazing!" Samantha said with great admiration. She couldn't imagine being able to do magic like that. She then heard her talk about how she's sorry if Sam gets effected by her succubus powers. Samantha felt a little better that actually, and a bit more comfortable too. She seemed genuine about that.
"Well, thank for that. I can understand how its hard to control your powers sometimes. I appreciate the compliments though. It's really exciting to speak to another a magic users. I haven't met many before." Sam said to DeeDee sincerely.
DeeDee
The Devil's Den
"I'm partially responsible, it's technomagic, machinery powered by magic instead of electricity, I don't get it that well. My magic is more instinctive than calculated. But the owner is a genius at almost everything science related and she calculated how to power machines using my magic to create effects that machinery and magic would have a lot of difficulty doing on their own. Also, it isn't exactly an illusion that wobbly view you have of the building is just as real as when the building solidifies or vanishes, not a single illusion about it."
The idea of trying to explain how it all worked, and not just the Den's magic; but also my newly acquired powers, it was fun and trying to teach it might enlighten myself, it seemed like a good idea and that was all I needed for my impulsive reaction. "I can try to teach you how to do it, that said I don't fully get yet how I'm doing it and for some of the powers I had to become a demon just to get the magical ability to do it."
by The Starlight » Thu Aug 20, 2015 8:24 am
The Starlight wrote:-snip-
Call me StarBest High Fantasy RPer of '14 and '15
"Life before Death. Strength before Weakness. Journey before Destination""Strength does not make one capable of rule. It makes one capable of service"
"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing"
"If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world"Tri: NS's Tolkien incarnate
Lith: Twinky-toes, Lord of Elves, and the only man to enter Tolkien's Holy of Holies
Neros: A Star Among Men and a Tolkien force of nature in relation to Elves and Asgardians.P2TM: Infinite Justice | ✎ Member - ℘ædagog | ℳadhouse
by Servinta » Thu Aug 20, 2015 10:23 am
by Quavv » Thu Aug 20, 2015 3:31 pm
Osnil wrote:Shanghai
Tribals were accustomed to running short distances very quickly, not long distances quickly. She wasn't breathing hard yet, but her legs were tiring. She collapsed to the ground after tripping over debris. The beast lowered it's head and roared, as Ara's life flashed before her eyes. Then she heard the yell, "HAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!" and light burst from the beast's belly. The monster collapsed to the ground, and it's body created a huge shockwave through the city. The monster's stomach began pouring out undigested body parts-legs, arms, torsos, and heads.
A raptor appeared next to Ara with her spear in it's mouth. She grasped the spear, raised it into the sky and yelled, "The day is won!"
by Osnil » Thu Aug 20, 2015 3:51 pm
by Quavv » Thu Aug 20, 2015 4:05 pm
by Osnil » Thu Aug 20, 2015 4:22 pm
Quavv wrote:"Wait you're here to save the world?" asked Bolin, "Does that mean you're not from this world?" "No offense," said White Lotus, "But if you couldn't beat that thing then I highly doubt you're capable of saving this entire planet. There are a LOT of crazy creatures and people on this planet alone. There are beings and creatures on other planets and in different realms that could destroy this planet by themselves. The only thing keeping planet Earth in one piece is luck. We've got just enough powerful people who care about our existence that we've managed to keep from being conquered or destroyed." "I think you all are asking the wrong questions," Demon Blade interrupted, "The question isn't where you've come from or how you plan to save us. The question is, what have you come to save us from?" Realizing the significance of Demon Blade's question, everyone paused and looked at Ara, awaiting a response.
by Quavv » Thu Aug 20, 2015 4:29 pm
by Osnil » Thu Aug 20, 2015 4:56 pm
Quavv wrote:"Well as White Lotus pretty much said," replied Bolin, "There are a lot of 'darknesses' in this world. I wouldn't know where to start. Earth is pretty much dealing with some sort of conflict 24/7 so I don't know if there is a way to pinpoint the problem you were sent here to fix." "Well what of the people who captured you?" asked Demon Blade, "Did you hear anything about a group named Hydra? The Chinese government sent us here with the assumption that this beast belonged to them. However, there is no way to tell for sure unless you have some information for us."
by Turmenista » Thu Aug 20, 2015 5:29 pm
New Rnclave wrote:Turmenista wrote:Myosai
As expected, the huge power was headed straight towards her way. Myosai didn't know who he was, or what his deal was, but the strangest thing was his hint of an Ape or a Monkey in his power signature, which, by the way, was massive.
She saw him first, landing by one of Magnus's rock formations he put up during the fight against Super 17. Maybe she'd get to know him well first day; or, better yet, she'd play that Death Ball game with him. Death Ball was Myosai's way of getting to know someone. So far, Cell, Dabra, and Magnus had survived, though countless others fell to a similar, tragic fate. They'd pass each other a large Ki ball which would increase in power, weight, and size on every pass, and whomever was unfortunate enough to not be able to hold the Ball, would be having a real bad day.
Myosai flew over to the figure, sitting at the top of one of the volcanic rock pyramids. She waved, calling out to him. He seemed lost. "Hey! Monkey-man!" She called in more of a nickname like fashion instead of an insult. "Are you lost? You look lost!"
...Then the ADHD comes in...
"You wanna play a Game?" She suddenly asked. "It's called Death Ball! You want in?" But, before she went all in and threw the ball at him, the Majin introduced herself, lowering herself to his level. "My name Myosai. What's yours, monkey-man?"
Hiroshi:
He hadn't jumped and yelped, no, that hadn't happened. When he'd calmed himself down, Hiroshi glanced at the pink women, who had so affectionately called him monkey-man. Running a hand through his hair, he stretched a little.
" No. Not entirely. I felt a large power over here, and I'm trying to find it." The Saiyan said, glancing around trying to find the power he'd felt earlier. So far, with his senses and with his eyes, he hadn't seen or felt anyone but this pink chick.
Call me crazy, but I think that power was this chick!
Tensing, golden energy whipped around Hiroshi, sending up waves of dust and rock as his hair sharpened and spiked upwards, lightening scattering off his frame.
" Death Ball Huh? Sure! I'd like to play." Hiroshi chuckled, sliding his left foot back, bringing his right arm up and crossing his left over his core. As much as he wanted to fight, there was clearly somehting else to this girl. She was jittery and overly excited. She'd called him a Moneky, then asked if he wanted to play a game, then she asked for his name.
" M-My names Hiroshi." The Hybrid said evenly
by Quavv » Thu Aug 20, 2015 5:35 pm
Osnil wrote:Quavv wrote:"Well as White Lotus pretty much said," replied Bolin, "There are a lot of 'darknesses' in this world. I wouldn't know where to start. Earth is pretty much dealing with some sort of conflict 24/7 so I don't know if there is a way to pinpoint the problem you were sent here to fix." "Well what of the people who captured you?" asked Demon Blade, "Did you hear anything about a group named Hydra? The Chinese government sent us here with the assumption that this beast belonged to them. However, there is no way to tell for sure unless you have some information for us."
"I'll do what I can," Ara said, "I don't know anything about a Hydra. The leader said something about two heads-at least before the raptors ripped his off. He released the beast on the city before he was killed." She looked at the body of the beast. "T-rex-like, but it seems a little too smart for that. Almost like-a velociraptor. Almost like it was both. But how could they get the power like that?"
by New Rnclave » Thu Aug 20, 2015 6:49 pm
Turmenista wrote:New Rnclave wrote:
Hiroshi:
He hadn't jumped and yelped, no, that hadn't happened. When he'd calmed himself down, Hiroshi glanced at the pink women, who had so affectionately called him monkey-man. Running a hand through his hair, he stretched a little.
" No. Not entirely. I felt a large power over here, and I'm trying to find it." The Saiyan said, glancing around trying to find the power he'd felt earlier. So far, with his senses and with his eyes, he hadn't seen or felt anyone but this pink chick.
Call me crazy, but I think that power was this chick!
Tensing, golden energy whipped around Hiroshi, sending up waves of dust and rock as his hair sharpened and spiked upwards, lightening scattering off his frame.
" Death Ball Huh? Sure! I'd like to play." Hiroshi chuckled, sliding his left foot back, bringing his right arm up and crossing his left over his core. As much as he wanted to fight, there was clearly somehting else to this girl. She was jittery and overly excited. She'd called him a Moneky, then asked if he wanted to play a game, then she asked for his name.
" M-My names Hiroshi." The Hybrid said evenly
Myosai
Hiroshi... Hiroshi...
Myosai had to remember this name. This guy seemed like such a wonderful person to be playing with, considering how boring it was lazing around in the desert with Tina. She then went into detail on explaining the rules, on how each time they passed the Ball of Doom towards each other, it would increase in size and intensity. Considering her regenerative capabilities, Myosai would likely win, but maybe it would be like with Cell, where he was durable enough to tank an attack of that strength.
Or, even better, it'd turn into a full on brawl. The formations of volcanic Rock Magnus put up during their fight with the Androids provided the perfect, destructible arena, without the risk of unintentionally killing a large amount of civilians. And since Tina was by far the most durable of the group, she didn't have to worry if the ball accidentally hit her. In fact, Tina might not even feel it.
Myosai grinned, but realized she had to add one important note, before she charged the purple ball of ki energy. "If this becomes a full on fight, we don't use weapons. They are unfair." She reached behind her outfit, typically worn by most Majin, and unhooked a rather fancy looking sword sheath from around her belt.
The weapon plummeted towards the ground, planting itself perfectly into the sand. Myosai's own sword, she'd used it in her small encounter with that strange-looking Demon and Cell. Despite having the appearance of a regular sword, hers was powered by her own Ki energy. Should she feel like it, the sword could grant her an amazing advantage if the blade was powered by her Ki.
Myosai didn't really take kindly to unfair advantages in fair fights, despite being able to regenerate. Her sword would definitely give her an advantage over Hiroshi.
"Alright. Here goes!" She squeaked cheerfully, tossing the sphere into the air. It seemed to be emitting a steady pulse of invisible power waves, pushing the sand by and humming with a slight buzz as its light reflected off of the sand. For a moment, it seemed to soar into the air without any stop, or any care in the world.
A flash in Myosai's eye gave the signal for Hiroshi to prepare.
Almost like a volleyball player, the ball of ki began plummeting like a rock, as if it were affected by gravity. Myosai leaped several feet into the air, to a level where she was able to ball her fists together, and spike the ball down towards Hiroshi.
This time, the sphere began emitting intense heat and energy. Fiery purple aura trailed behind it as sand and volcanic rock rose from the floor. Closing in on Hiroshi like a missile, Myosai questioned on whether or not accidentally killing her new friend would be wise or not. She'd nearly killed Magnus and wiped out an entire island the first time she met him, and nearly blew up half of Mars in her game of Death Ball with Cell.
Still, the results would be.. interesting. He seemed to have a power way over Cell's prime. If she could tank her own Death Balls, then Hiroshi could as well.
Finland SSR wrote: Sex is a form of competitive martial arts, after all.
by New Neros » Thu Aug 20, 2015 7:39 pm
Charmera wrote:-snip
Reploid Productions wrote:I have had to read a lot of erotic RP telegrams in the past four months and it does all start to run together into one giant mass of penises, vaginas, breasts, tentacles, dildos, bodily fluids and so on.
by The Starlight » Thu Aug 20, 2015 8:37 pm
New Neros wrote:-snip-
Call me StarBest High Fantasy RPer of '14 and '15
"Life before Death. Strength before Weakness. Journey before Destination""Strength does not make one capable of rule. It makes one capable of service"
"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing"
"If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world"Tri: NS's Tolkien incarnate
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Neros: A Star Among Men and a Tolkien force of nature in relation to Elves and Asgardians.P2TM: Infinite Justice | ✎ Member - ℘ædagog | ℳadhouse
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