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Postby Rob Halfordia » Sat Apr 25, 2015 10:24 pm

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Mason watched as Alex was 'socializing' with the inhumans. Mason was starting to piece it together. He had heard from a distance what his name was, and that he was born in a lab. That sealed it. He had to be "Alexander the Great", the genetic experiment gone wrong. Much like Mason himself. Mason was the failed prototype of a being built to replicate powers based only off sight, and, as soon as the extent of this power was discovered, he was set to be destroyed. What was not accounted for, was the fact that he had in fact seen the powers of Superman in action. He managed to escape with some ease. But, he had also learned of several others during his escape. A being with a mixed genome of some of the most powerful species in the universe, and another being with replication powers, albeit much less powerful than Mason's own powers. There was another file though, which was mostly redacted. All that Mason was able to learn from the documents was the name "Nightmare". And now, his curiosity got the better of him. Maybe Alexander had some idea of who Nightmare was.

Mason flew over, well aware that Alex's disposition towards him was not a very good one, but not particularly caring. He spoke in a serious tone, "I hate to interrupt, but could I have a private word with you? And before you say no, let me lead off with a question. Do you know anything about a being called 'Nightmare'?", he said, hoping to gain the man's attention.
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Mason could tell that Alex was getting annoyed, but didn't particularly care. There were more important things at hand than Alex's social life. Mason spoke in a somewhat annoyed tone himself, "Listen, I understand you don't care for me too much, especially after I interrupted your little social expedition. But, you must understand better than either of us the threat that he poses. Up until now, I only knew his name, but now that I know what he is, I've realized that we aren't meant to fight the threat alone.", he said, suddenly changing to a more friendly tone, "But first, allow me to introduce myself. If you read any files when you escaped, you may know who I am as well. The name that I was filed under was Xerox, and I was indeed designed by the same people as you. I am the result of the world's scientists attempting to create a being with near perfect power replicating abilities, and more or less succeeding. You, the living clusterfuck, are one of the exceptions to the rule, along with Nightmare, and one other person, who is also a power replicator. For some reason, our creators hardwired me to be unable to copy the other creations.", Mason said, in an expositional onslaught.

"But, I don't think you or I were meant to fight Nightmare alone. As much as the idea of working in a team sickens me, if we work together, we might be able to find a way to beat him.", he said, as the new guy arrived.
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Mason started to get mad, especially at the leftovers comment, and quickly dropped to the ground, "Leftovers? I don't know about Mr. Amnesia, but I was made only slightly after you were. If anything, we're all just Nightmare's leftovers, some of which are more powerful than others.", he said, implying something very heavily while glaring at Alex, before changing subjects, "Considering that none of us are really familiar with each other's powers, after we relax for a little while, why don't we go after a slightly less powerful targets first. That way, we could work out any issues we might have.", he said, responding to both Alex and Peter.
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Postby Rob Halfordia » Wed Apr 29, 2015 11:43 am

To say Mason was enjoying himself would be an understatement. He was not simply enjoying himself, he was having the time of his life. His mind was already processing the Silver Surfer's powers, but at a slower rate than most, as it was more difficult for his mind to replicate more advanced powers. Either way, it didn't really matter. He was slamming through drone after drone with ruthless efficiency, as each one of them held power on a level far below his.

Three approached him from the front, each of which fired dark beams with red specks of energy surrounding them. Mason disappeared, moving several times faster than light, appeared directly behind the drones and throwing a side sweeping kick which demolished all three. Now, a group of five descended on his position, throwing incredibly fast punches at Mason in perfect unison. However, they were easy to dodge, and as they all began to throw a punch at the same spot, Mason leapt into the air, allowing them all to hit each other, before carpet bombing the ground with a barrage of blasts.

As he noticed Alex talking with their "allies", Mason flew over, fighting off some drones on the way, "How many of these drones have to die before Nightmare shows up? I mean, I'm all for slaughtering minions, but it's gonna get old soon.", he said, firing a blast at a group of drones before speaking to the rest of the group around Alex, "By the way, my name is Mason, made by the same people as Alex. However, unlike him, I don't have a famous reputation for killing space tyrants. Yet."
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Postby Rob Halfordia » Sat May 16, 2015 3:10 pm

Soundwave briskly flew through the air, out of his armor, which he 'borrowed' from the United States government. The armor could retract from a point on his back, which was small enough to be easily covered by his shirt. But, while it looked cool as hell, the armor occasionally got stuffy, and caused some serious swamp ass when left on for too long.

Regardless, he was flying to a point where he had picked up some incredibly low sound frequencies, the kind that only come from a massive earthquake, or other Earth shaking event. And judging from the way it was vibrating, it wasn't a small quake either. The point of origin just happened to be next to the notorious island of Ur, the kingdom of 'Mad Max', a notorious Dr. Doom impersonator.

As he soared over Ur, he noticed the streets were empty. That made him even more suspicious. Max clearly had evacuated the island, despite the quake being incredibly sudden, with nothing suggesting it should have happened. Ur wasn't really on a zone with a major fault line, all of which were memorized by Soundwave, as he constantly heard them grinding against each other and what not.

He suddenly looked to see a large amount of Earth lifted into the air above the sea, and accelerated to light speed for a moment, seemingly teleporting in front of it, speaking with a perplexed look and tone, "So, what exactly is going on here? There was a huge Earthquake, and then there wasn't all of a sudden. I suppose it has something to do with this big thing here, right?", he said, pointing rock structure they stood on.
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Postby Rob Halfordia » Sat May 16, 2015 7:34 pm

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Maxwell was incredibly perplexed at the sight of the air elemental sobbing - taking a glance to the skies to see if any ill effects would be granted from bringing a being who is air incarnate to tears. So far, it was nothing, but with this new girl comforting her, it seemed to be a little bit better. He opted to answer the questions of the Archon of Earth, still a bit concerned as to why two magical elementals had appeared on his shores...and cursing as to why they looked like petite, teenage girls. "Tina, is it?" He said, grabbing at her attention, "The Roman Empire fell almost two-thousand years ago." He said bluntly.

He slowly turned his back to the two ladies as they comforted each other. "We didn't mean to awake you, either. Zephy here is the Archon of Air, and she wanted to see what was below the ocean. It appeared shiny to her, so I took her under the waves with my abilities. This islet is of no concern, though, we can go back whenever she wants." Maxwell stated calmly, feeling a new presence make his way to the recently erected land mass. He listened to the man as he arrived, without introduction, and without respect to the ruler of this land.

"Wrong, it has something to do with this small thing here." He said, pointing at Tina, the Archon of Air. "What brings you to my kingdom, Soundwave? Surely you've had other important things to attend to instead of investigating a mid-Atlantic earthquake." He looked at the man up and down, though, not particularly impressed or anything in particular, but still pressed on. "Or does boredom, and perhaps a deathwish, draw you into my jurisdiction?"


Soundwave smiled somewhat smugly, "What brings me to your kingdom? Well, it was a boring day, and I had nothing else to do. God knows I wouldn't visit Ur under any other circumstances other than extreme boredom and a chance of interest.", he said, as the air of tension thickened. He had no respect for Mad Max, a man who was seemingly perfect on the outside, but fundamentally flawed. A man so caught up in his own stink of success that he has not time for the common plebs.

He suddenly turned his attention to the 16 year old girl next to Max, "I see you've got another one...", he said with a sigh, "Regardless, I'm bored, and this situation promises interest. Tell me, what happens if I select option C and go with the death wish? Seemed to go well enough for Bronson, after all."
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Rob Halfordia wrote:Soundwave smiled somewhat smugly, "What brings me to your kingdom? Well, it was a boring day, and I had nothing else to do. God knows I wouldn't visit Ur under any other circumstances other than extreme boredom and a chance of interest.", he said, as the air of tension thickened. He had no respect for Mad Max, a man who was seemingly perfect on the outside, but fundamentally flawed. A man so caught up in his own stink of success that he has not time for the common plebs.

He suddenly turned his attention to the 16 year old girl next to Max, "I see you've got another one...", he said with a sigh, "Regardless, I'm bored, and this situation promises interest. Tell me, what happens if I select option C and go with the death wish? Seemed to go well enough for Bronson, after all."


The stoic and unmoving King cast his weary gaze upon Soundwave, as if asking what else God could throw at him to make his life more miserable. So unrefined, no tact, nothing redeeming about the man who went by the handle Soundwave. He was so caught up in his blistering annoyance that he had ignored Tina and Zephy making amends and the like. However, the two disappeared below the ground in a quick fashion, leaving just Max and the strapping young lad together. "Those girls are magical elementals, thousands of years older than you and I." He gave a creepy, sly smirk at Soundwave, "In other words, legal."

"If you choose to meet your fate by my hand, then I will put you down on the spot. I know your abilities and techniques to a T, Soundwave, and heaven forbid I do not prepare for a fight I know I'd be involved in one day. My people are safe below the island, and we're far enough away to prevent collateral damage. I have no reason to fight you other than your own insistence. The choice is yours." Mad Max said, the oceanic winds changing subtly, directing themselves upon his body instead of going their usual direction.


As Max spoke of the young girl, Soundwave cringed, "There is something majorly malfunctioning in that brain of your's.", he said, and started considering the fight. It could be fun, he supposed. It could be a chance to try out one of his newer abilities, one even Max didn't know of. Soundwave smiled confidently, "Sure, let's do it. As I am such a gentleman, I will try not to make your defeat too embarrassing.", he said, as his armor covered his body.

Putting on his reflective steel frame aviators to top it all off, he admired himself for a moment before speaking to Max, "Pretty nice, isn't it? Adamantium plated titanium armor, with a vibranium chest plate.", he said, still admiring himself, "And it's all courtesy of the United States government. Not willingly of course, but, from them nevertheless. Anyways, you about ready to get started?"
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Ever since the PTO more or less broke up, small groups of renegade soldiers often led by powerful, but low ranking rogue Arcosian warriors roamed the Galaxy, not under one banner, but instead, operating almost like gangs, occasionally conflicting and trading with each other. Some were strong, some were weak, but, they were all dangerous in their own right. Especially the Arcosians in charge, each of which were mutants like Frieza, and were even more powerful do to their training. The only one that kept me in line was Lord Frost, but, due to his disappearance, they now used their power to the fullest.

And now, one of the more powerful of the Arcosian warlords, going by the name of Xobice, travelled to a star system ripe with life, and home to a docile race of intelligent beings, of whom space travel was still a ways off. On the bridge of the ship, which bore the classic purple floor and white walls of the PTO, soldiers typed away at their stations, each manning a computer terminal that displayed power reading within a two parsec radius.

Suddenly, an officer, a weaker Arcosian, yelled out to the warlord, who was standing upon an elevated platform in the bridge, "Sir, we have entered the system, but it seems there are several planets with life. Each one has been deemed inhabitable, and we can likely get a large sum of money from this system. The second orbiting body seems to be the most advance." , he said, typing away at the keyboard of the terminal he was operating.

An sadistic smile dawned on Xobice's face, the mere thought of destroying the life on the planets tantalizing to him, and he spoke in a feminine, but male voice, typical of Arcosians, "Excellent, let us depart for it at once. The planet should fetch a high enough price so that we can destroy the other six planets with little financial loss.", he said, licking is lips at the thought of the destruction.

Just as they prepared to engage the thrusters and head to the planet, the main scouting unit in the center of the ship began flashing red, along with all of the terminals, shutting off the normal lights, and illuminating the bridge as several foreign numbers and words appeared on its screen. The same officer as before called out, this time nervously, and slightly shocked, "Sir, we detect an abnormally high power level on the fifth orbiting body, at least 10,000,000!", the officer shouted out hesitantly, "Sir, perhaps we should find another star system to take..."

Xobice frowned in disappointment at these words, his upset face illuminated by the red light, and his tone following suit, "It almost seems like you've lost faith in my abilities, Froz. But, I know that can't be possible. After all, you've seen what I can do first hand. You would know better than to underestimate me, right?", the warlord said, suddenly glaring at the officer, the flashing scouting unit reflecting its red hue in his eyes.

The officer recoiled back in terror, throwing up his hands in a sign of compliance, "O- of course, sir! I shouldn't have doubted you for a moment.", he said, shuttering in fear as he hurried to shut off the alarm, causing the bridge to return to normal, "Alright sir, we can head off when you please. Should we depart for the fifth planet?", the officer asked cautiously.

As the Arcosian warlord gazed out this window, his smile faded. He knew how to sense power, and this being that the scouting unit picked up was not only suppressing his power, he hadn't even come remotely close to scratching 1% of it. But, the arrogant Arcosian believed himself to be invincible, and would not back down from a challenge. Xobice's face grew angry and determined, and he suddenly took on a demanding tone, "Set a course for the fifth planet immediately!"

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On the surface of the planet known as Curuo, a gentle breeze blew through the lush fields of green grass. The fields were dotted by large rock formations and pockets of lush forest, with the occasional lake of liquid carbon dioxide, the sustenance that most of the planet's life survived off of. The temperature was temperate, and small mammal like animals moved about in the forests, while larger grazing animals wandered through the fields, in between plateaus.

Atop one of these plateaus stood a small, childlike pink humanoid, a Pure Majin named Dabra. He gazed into the sky, his blue eyes penetrating it's purple hue and seeing what was beyond. There were intruders, one of them incredibly powerful. And, upon sensing it, there was no doubt in Dabra's mind. This was an Arcosian.

Suddenly, the ship billowed through the sky, floating over the fields and generating massive amounts of wind. As the main bay door on the top of the ship opened, the Arcosian from which the power was emanating flew out, landing on the ground just below. The bay door shut, and the ship took off into the sky, orbiting the planet in wait for Xobice's call.

Suddenly, the Majin appeared before the Arcosian warlord, using teleportation. Xobice's face was determined, and his tone serious, "So, you're the one generating that power then? You look strikingly familiar, but it doesn't really matter. You stand in between me and this solar system, so that means you have to go.", he said, somewhat callously.

The small Majin's face remained unphased, staying calm, but serious, and he spoke in a voice that could only be compared to a preteen human, but still remaining determined and confident, "And you are an intruder. You have one chance. Leave, or I will kill you.", he said, making his ultimatum clear.

The Arcosian laughed, "Thanks, but I'll take my chances. I can tell that you're holding back, however, your power is still but a speck of dust compared to mine, and I think that you know that. So, no, I'm not leaving. Let's see what you do about it.", he said, mocking the Majin.

All of a sudden, Dabra disappeared, reappearing right in front of Xobice and throwing a potentially planet destroying punch at sub relativistic speeds, releasing a massive sonic boom. Xobice, though surprised by his combatant's speed, through a punch of his own, equal in power and speed, aimed directly at Dabra's own attack.

As the two punches collided, a massive shockwave fired out around the warriors, the blast of kinetic energy circumventing the planet like an explosion of wind, as trees and rocks within several miles of battlefield instantly crumbled or fell. As the two combatants fists pushed against each other, with blue and pink bio electricity surging around them, one thing became abundantly clear.

This was going to be an intense battle.
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As the two lone warrior's knuckles pushed against each other, massive amounts of energy were released, causing pink and blue bio electricity to surge around the struggling fighters. A small crater, about 6 feet wide, opened up underneath them, with the chunks of broken rock from the indentation in the ground spiraling around the two warriors like the electrons of an atom.

Dabra's power and Xobice's were nearly completely even with neither fighter able to gain even an inch on the other, the struggle remaining completely neutral. Despite his belief in his own ability, the Arcosian was slightly surprised by the small pink being's power, and his face went from one of confidence, to one of agitation. He had never even heard of this warrior, yet he was able to match the power Xobice had used to crush some of the most famed warriors in the galaxy.

Suddenly, the Arcosian managed to break free of the lock, using his other fist to throw a punch at Dabra's arm, causing it to break off, the pink substance the Majin was made out of spraying outwards from where the wound was inflicted. As the arm hit the ground, Xobice jumped backwards about 15 feet, performing a backflip as he did. He smiled as he saw the damage he inflicted, and calmed his stance, believing he had effectively one the battle, "It seems that you've lost something.", he said, with a smug snicker, "Tell me, how will you fight now?"

Dabra, still standing where he was, looked up at Xobice, who assumed the battle was over. But, the Majin grinned as a mass of pink material almost instantly extended out where his arm had been cut off, reforming into a new arm. Flexing and stretching the new arm, he made sure it was working well. He hadn't had to regenerate since his fight with Buu, but it was still working just fine.

Xobice recoiled back in slight disgust, being an Arcosian, who were known for their durability, he took some issue with regeneration, believing it was for the weak. Condescendingly, Xobice began speaking, "Disgusting... you can't take a hit so you regenerate yourself.", he said arrogantly, reassuming a combat position.

Dabra didn't speak, as he didn't want to rile himself up. He couldn't afford to lose control, as if he did, not only would he become dangerous, but he would also reverse all the progress he had made over the last thousand years. If he had to fall back into his Unleashed State every time he fought a powerful foe, then he would be no better than Buu. He had to use the Tranquil State when fighting his brother or it would be worth nothing. And like Dabra, Buu would likely have only gotten stronger.

Looking back up at Xobice, Dabra had a new determination and drive, and would not lose to an Arcosian, not again. But, Xobice only laughed at the Majin's new look of determination, "You really think you can win, don't you? That just precious, but, you see, I have yet to use the full extent of my power. And, it has become abundantly clear that like this we're even, and that is very bad for you. Prepare to see the Ultimate Arcosian transformation, only unlocked by the most powerful of our race, discovered by our first King."

As Xobice finished speaking, everything went quiet, and a small breeze that was blowing in the grass and the leaves of the fallen trees suddenly ceased. Xobice inhaled, preparing for the transformation, which took massive effort to perform, and had only ever been performed by the most powerful Arcosians. The transformation made the user more powerful in every way, but had one drawback that made it extremely dangerous. A drawback that caused the even the mighty Lord Frost to scrap it, deeming it unstable and dangerous. The transformation, if sustained for long periods of time, could lead to extreme fatigue, and, nearly in Lord Frost's case... death.

All of a sudden, Xobice began shouting, his voice extremely loud in its volume, and sounding incredibly strained. His power began rising sharply, as chunks of the grassy ground around he and Dabra began to crack open and fragment, small pieces of rock rising in the air and bursting. Winds in excess of 90 miles per hour began to blast through the air, and the purple sky darkened as blue lightning cracked through the sky, a result of the rapid change in heat and energy.

Dabra wouldn't just sit back and let the transformation occur, he couldn't allow Xobice to gain so much power. Took off towards the Arcosian at incredible speed, leaving a crater like trail behind him as he shot through the air, preparing a powerful punch. Upon reaching the Arcosian, Dabra threw his potentially planet busting punch, aiming straight for the Arcosian's head. But, the punch suddenly stopped, as a small blue tinted force field appeared in the area where it was being thrown. The forcefield of rippled and shook, before suddenly recoiling Dabra, sending him flying backwards and through the dirt nearly 60 feet away.

The energy from transformation process not only affected their surroundings, but acting as a protective shield to Xobice, protecting him from any wishing to stop his metamorphosis. As the Arcosian's strength increased even further, a blue ball of pure energy encased him, generating massive amounts of power. The winds started to become so powerful, that the trees that had fallen from the initial clash were lifted into the air and thrashed about as if they were nothing, and the entire planet was shaking.

Dabra held his arms in front of his face, trying to withstand the force being exerted. It was unbelievable, the power being released. He was unsure if even his Unleashed State could save him now, as the power of the Arcosian before him was unlike nearly anything he had ever experienced, aside from the power demonstrated by the God of Destruction and his master. But, Dabra would not die in this battle. He still had work to do elsewhere.

Suddenly, a massive explosion of blue energy blasted outwards, encompassing miles of land around the battlefield, creating a flash of light that could be seen from space. As the light faded away, and the explosion ceased, a massive crater, at least a mile in diameter, and over 100 feet deep, replaced the field that was once teeming with life. Dabra was nowhere to be seen, when, all of a sudden, pink material rose from the cracks in the ground inside the crater and began clumping together. Eventually, Dabra was completely reformed, unaffected by the explosion due to his regeneration and nigh limitless stamina.

As the Majin looked towards Xobice, who was obscured by a small cloud of dust, a look of shock adorned his face. The Arcosian's newly acquired power now far surpassed his own, and his transformation had been completed. As the dust cleared, his new form was revealed, and he spoke in a deep baritone, "You now see that you cannot win. This evolution of my race is unmatched, a trait only possible to attain my clan, and one that grants us a myriad of unique abilities. Now, you are doomed.", he said, confidently.

Dabra attempted to assume a combat stance, but was unable to move his arm even few centimeters before Xobice charged at him, attaining speeds that Dabra couldn't even track they were so fast, and slamming into the Majin. Xobice quickly grabbed Dabra by the throat, and began shoved him into the ground as he flew, leaving a trail through the crater as he carved through the rock with Dabra in his hand.

As they reached the edge of the crater, Xobice lifted Dabra up and hurled him into a large rock formation in the fielded wastelands just outside of the explosion's radius. When Dabra slammed back first into the rock, he didn't even have time to properly regenerate before Xobice slammed his knee into the Majin's gut, causing the the latter to shoot through the rock and slam into the ground on just the other side.

Once again, Dabra attempted to get up, regenerating most of his body, and breathing heavily. In this Tranquil State, he was more susceptible to exhaustion, and had to slightly exert himself to regenerate. But, in no time Xobice was attacking again, this time, floating in the air above the exhausted Majin, and firing a sudden barrage of energy projectiles at Dabra in a scorched earth style method, with little precision, and large area of effect.

Dabra braced for the impacts, unable to dodge in time, and as each blast came down at him, chunks of his body were blown apart one after another, unable to withstand the energy output of the blasts, causing his body to be completely destroyed. Xobice suddenly stopped, looking satisfied as the enemy below him was unable to keep up, and getting continually pummeled. He was sure that last blast must have finished him, but, was surprised to see that Dabra's body began regenerating, and his complete form had returned almost in no time. That's when something hit Xobice. He knew who this mystery warrior was.

Sinking back to the ground, Xobice looked over at Dabra, who's arms were hanging down to exhaustion, and was breathing heavily. The Arcosian began chuckling quietly, before suddenly laughing somewhat obnoxiously, "So, you're the one that almost drove our people to extinction? You're the one who was so powerful, even Lord Frost could not entirely defeat you?!", he said, laughing at the absurdity of such a thought, while, at the mention of Frost's name, Dabra suddenly looked up at the Arcosian, his face noticeably more aggressive than it had been for the entire battle.

Xobice continued mocking the Majin, "I almost refuse to believe that you are one of the Majin brothers that almost drove our people to extinction. The idea that my clan's greatest warrior, Lord Frost couldn't kill you... it almost makes me feel ashamed.", he said, with arrogance in his tone, not paying too much attention to Dabra himself, who's fists clenched and tightened after every word the Arcosian spoke. His teeth were grinding, and he was quietly growling in anger.

Xobice suddenly took notice and laughed even more, "Oh, have I made you upset? I wouldn't want you to go crazy like your brother, Buu. Last I saw him, he was the same as always, completely insane. But then again, he's beyond help. He'll always be a rabid dog, and until someone puts him down, he'll keep on killing. He doesn't care for anyone or anything, and simply wants to destroy.", he said antagonistically, looking over to Dabra, who had small amouns of bio electricity sparking around him, and his head hanging down, looking at the dirt.

But, Dabra suddenly spoke in an angry, growling tone, still looking at the ground, "Shut up... you don't know anything. You're the one who needs to be put down.", he said, angered by the comments made by the Arcosian, and clenching his fists even more tightly than before.

Suddenly realizing an arrogant, and angry tone, Xobice glared at Dabra, "How dare you... How dare you speak to me that way you insolent wad of gum?! First I'll destroy you, and then I'm going to destroy your moronic brother! You're both crazy animals, and crazy animals need to be euthanized! Now, take this!", he shouted, disappearing and then reappearing in front of Dabra, yelling angrily while throwing a downward punch at the Majin, who was still looking at the ground.

But, Xobice suddenly found his punch unable to connect. His wrist was firmly in the grasp of Dabra. The Arcosian grabbed his wrist, attempting to free it, shouting as he did, "What's this?! Unhand me right now! There's now way you could have seen that coming you filthy creature!", he shouted, desperately trying to free himself.

As Dabra squeezed harder, a distinct cracking sound came from the Arcosian's wrist, and he dropped to one knee, crying out in pain as he did. Being at the same height as Dabra on his one knee, Xobice continued to attempt pull away his hand, finally breaking and stumbling backwards, falling on his back. As the Arcosian looked up, Dabra's head finally rose as well, and the look on his face was one of pure hatres. Glaring angrily, his eyes connected with Xobice's. One blue...

One red.
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Xobice rubbed his wrist, feeling an incredible amount of pain as the bone was likely fractured. But, it was no matter, he could work through the pain. What worried him slightly more was the fact that this Majin had gotten so powerful so quickly, without any kind of power up or transformation. It was impossible that such a being could gain that much power hat quickly. But, Xobice still believed he could win is fight through sheer power alone. He had to, he was the last of the Frost Clan, and he had to carry on that legacy.

Looking up at the star of the solar system, a marvelous solution to the problem came to mind. The Arcosian began laughing maniacally, lifting his arms in the air, and holding open his palms, "If I can't destroy you, then perhaps I'll just destroy the star system!", he shouted, hysterically laughing as a ball of energy appeared in his hands, around a meter in diameter.

The Arcosian had clearly lost it, hoping the supernova blast would be enough to tear apart the Majin at a subatomic level. But, when he looked back down from the ball of energy, Dabra was gone. Xobice looked around, hoping to find his foe, but he was nowhere to be seen. The Arcosian suddenly mumbled to himself, "Coward...", he said, as he prepared to throw the attack at the star, "No matter how far he runs, he'll not be able to avoid this attack.", he said, throwing the attack towards the sun.

Suddenly, a small pink ball of energy came from behind Xobice. The Arcosian quickly ducked down, dodging the attack, yelling as he turned around to see Dabra standing on a plateau, "You'll have to do better than that you pathetic gum wad!", he shouted, when he noticed Dabra was snickering at something. All of a sudden, dread engulfed Xobice's face as he turned around just in time to see the small pink ball of energy strike the star busting attack, "No... that's too close! You fool! You'll kill both of-"

That was all Xobice managed to get out before the ball of energy exploded, engulfing not only that planet, but the two adjacent ones as well, destroying the PTO ship with them. The blast was so intense, it outshined the star for a moment, and would be visible several thousand light years away.

Amongst the debris and carnage floated the remains of Dabra, slowly clumping together and reforming, still with one red eye, the sign of a Majin who's insanity has been unleashed. But as long as both eyes did not turn, he would recover, and part of his power would still be suppressed. But in the meantime, he would lose a majority of his thought processing capabilities.

However, Dabra was angered even further when he saw that Xobice had survived, and was also floating amongst the debris, coughing violently, even spitting up some blood. He had to finish the battle quickly... the transformation was starting to take its toll. But, Dabra was already upon him, throwing a volley of unpredictable punches and kicks, each one completely random, not following any kind of technique, making it nearly impossible to predict.

The two warriors went at it in the field of asteroids, throwing vicious attack after vicious attack in rapid succession. Every time Xobice managed to deliver an attack, Dabra simply regenerated, whereas each strike against Xobice left its mark, making him more and more exhausted. The strikes were nearly too fast to keep up with, and the he was on the edge, barely able to react to the Majin's attacks. Dabra finally cornered the Arcosian against one of the large asteroid like rocks, throwing a punch that connected directly with Xobice's gut. Coughing up a little blood, Xobice shot straight through the debris, flying through at least two more asteroids before finally stopping himself.

Dabra suddenly pointed and began laughing at Xobice, who was starting to get ticked off, "Stop mocking me!", the Arcosian shouted, pulling back his hands and quickly firing an energy wave in the form of a beam, punching holes in the asteroids that he had gone through had gone through, and heading straight towards Dabra. The Majin quickly detached his upper body from his lower body, with the former floating up into the air, and the latter being nearly vaporized.

But, just as quickly as they disappeared, his legs popped back out of his upper body, as if they were never gone, and Dabra continued to point and laugh. In this current state, he relished in his enemy's anger, and enjoyed the game that they played, although, unlike a completely Unleashed Majin like his brother Buu, it wasn't really out of pure sadism that he laughed, it was more like a kid laughing at watching a guy get kicked in the crotch. It was simply funny to him. Not that he didn't want to destroy Xobice, he just didn't relish the destruction like he would if both his eyes turned red, and he completely lost it. There was still a bit of sanity left in Dabra.

But, unlike Dabra, Xobice had completely lost it. His eyes went bloodshot and he glared angrily at the Majin, speaking in a calm, yet rage filled tone, "You... you'll see. If I can't hurt you with my physical attacks, I'll just have to use one of this form's unique abilities that I talked about!", he suddenly shouted towards the end.

Xobice shut his eyes and focused, while Dabra scraped his head. He had no idea why an enemy would shut his eyes in the middle of combat. But, when Xobice opened his eyes, something was different. They took on a yellow color, with small black pupils. Dabra squinted, trying to see better, when he noticed something strange. His arm was slowly disintegrating, turning into small multicolored cubes which vanished after a second or two. Dabra began freaking out, making surprised and frantic noises as he excitedly looked back and forth at the rest of his body, seeing that it was slowly being vaporized.

Eventually, it reached his head, and he was completely disintegrated, his molecular structure wiped from existence. Xobice shut his eyes, reopening them and releasing an exhausted breath as his eyes returned to normal. Channelling was never his strong suit, and it really drained him rather quickly. Now, he had earned some fireworks, but this time, he was not going to try to end it in one big boom, and would savor killing every being in the sapient planet in the solar system slowly, and painfully.

But, he was horrified when he looked up and saw a mass of pink matter reforming where he had vaporized Dabra's legs, "No... that can't be... he can reform even if there are only a few atoms left?!", he shouted, as the Majin reformed, his original appearance suddenly popping back onto the mass of pink matter. Dabra stretched a little and cracked his neck, getting ready to fight again.

Xobice sighed as he shut his eyes and reopened them, causing them to turn completely red, and emit a similarly colored smoke like substance, made of some kind of incredibly powerful energy, "I guess it's time to turn it up a notch."
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As Xobice's eyes glowed red with the power of the Omega Effect, some blood ran out of his mouth. Such an incredible power was also incredibly difficult to maintain, so he only had one shot with it. Fortunately, it was guaranteed not to miss. That was what made the Omega Beams so deadly. They could track their target anywhere.

Suddenly, the Arcosian's eyes flew an even more intense red, and two red beams came out of his eyes, heading straight for Dabra. The Majin smiled as he shot into the air, expecting to easily dodge the beams, but, was unpleasantly surprised as they followed him up into the air, making a jagged turn towards him.

Dabra laughed as he stuck out his hands and attempted to tank the attack. But, as the beam struck his hands, they suddenly began disintegrating, his molecules being separated at a subatomic level, starting to destroy his entire body. Dabra cried out in pain as the beams took their deadly effect, quickly burning through his body like paper. It was no time at all before he had been completely obliterated.

But, as Xobice's eyes returned to normal, and he began breathing heavily, he did not let his guard down. No doubt the Majin found yet another way to cheat death. But after a minute, with nothing there, he relaxed himself, preparing to return to his original state. However, as a pink mass started forming in space, he realized what had happened. Dabra had disconnected a part of himself before the beams had even hit him, allowing him to fully regenerate.

But, as Dabra finished reforming, something was very different. Something that even the God of Destruction suddenly took notice of. His head quickly snapped up from the food he was eating as this new energy appeared. Looking over at Whis, Beerus knew that he felt it as well, "So then Whis, you also sense Dabra's energy?", he asked, knowing the answer.

Beerus' attendant nodded, "Yes Lord Beerus, I sense it as well. I thought he was different, but he is just like his brother, if not a little bit more civil. The peace was nice while it lasted.", Whis said with a slight sigh, "As long as he doesn't remain like that for too long, he can be saved, but it we can't just interfere with this battle. If he doesn't get it out of his system, he'll likely never be the same. After all, that is what happened to Buu."

Beerus was clearly annoyed, swishing around his glass of water in his hand, leaning his head against the other, "Perhaps we should just destroy him. After all, he's proved himself to not be able to control himself. Not that destroying him would be easy. But, we can't have two Pure Majins running around and causing destruction again, or the balance of destruction and creation will be thrown off.", the God said, before sighing as well, leaning back in his chair and setting down his water, "But, he's proven so difficult to destroy, I suppose it would just be easier to try to keep him from losing it... ugh, what a bother."

Whis suddenly tapped his staff against the ground, "In the meantime, we can watch the battle. Should things become too intense, we can interfere.", he said, as a projection of the battlefield opened up in the room, "Besides, I thought you said you never wanted to deal with an Ultimate Arcosian ever again? Especially after Frost gave you such a thrashing.", he said with an effeminate giggle.

Beerus' face went red and he became embarrassed, "This guy is NOT like Frost at all! Comparing me to that monster isn't even fair!", he shouted, before pouting, causing Whis to giggle even more.

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Back on the battlefield, Dabra was glaring at Xobice, his red ringed pupils filled with rage as he stared down at the panting Arcosian. The pain and stress caused by the Omega Beams was something unlike anything the Dabra had ever felt, and caused his body to subconsciously regress to his original, chaotic form and state of mind. This meant that now, Dabra would be fighting at his maximum, with none of his power held back to maintain his tranquil state. And due to his training and power increase in his Tranquil State since he learned it, that Unleashed State had become immensely powerful, to the point where despite not having divine energy, Dabra's power rivaled that of the Gods.

Xobice looked on in shock, unable to believe what he was sensing, before quietly speaking to himself, "So... this is the true power of the Pure Majins... this is what almost drove our species to extinction.", he said, wiping some blood off his lip as he gazed upon the creature, his face in sheer disbelief. But, the disbelief quickly transformed into anger, as he began growling angrily, "I will not allow it... I will not allow you, a filthy wad of chewed gum, to destroy me! I am the mightiest being in existence! The perfect warrior, capable of utilizing the most powerful forces in the cosmos!", Xobice shouted, a purple aura surrounding him and his muscles bulking up, causing his energy output to increase, "You will die at my hand, not the other way around!"

Xobice suddenly charged at speeds approaching light, throwing a punch at the solitary Dabra's face, taking a massive chunk out of his face. The Arcosian laughed as chunks of the Majin's body were blown off and floated through space, "What? Is their no bite to that bark?! Fight back you pathetic gum ball!", Xobice yelled, laughing as he did, "I expected so much more from one of the legendary Majin brothers!"

But, he quickly stopped laughing as he saw Dabra's headless neck suddenly spreading the pink matter that made up the Majin's body all over his arm. Xobice frantically grabbed his own wrist, trying to free himself, when the headless Dabra's fist cocked back and threw an incredibly powerful punch, easily capable of destroying a large planet, or small star. The punch made direct contact with Xobice's gut, causing him to spit up a massive amount of blood.

As Dabra freed the Arcosian from his grip, Xobice floated backwards, having trouble breathing, and still spitting up blood. This was not good for the Arcosian. He still hadn't recovered from the use of the Omega Effect, and had to gather more power before he could pull out his trump card. And Dabra clearly had him out powered, being able to easily knock the wind out of him, and even draw blood.

But, he didn't have any time to think, as Dabra was quickly upon him once more, he head regrown, and throwing a series of punches at, and maybe even exceeding the speed of light, making them impossible for Xobice to dodge. Each punch came with a massive amount of force behind them. With each hit, Xobice became more and more exhausted, the majority of his energy going towards power up his abilities instead of physical strength.

After pummeling Xobice through an asteroid, the Dabra looked over to the sun, smiling as he did, "Dabra bored. Time to finish fight!", he shouted, sticking his hand into the air, a massive ball of pink energy started forming, out shining the star, and masking everything in a pink hue. Xobice realized that it was now or never, and quickly attempted to perform his technique, closing his eyes.

But, something went wrong as he opened them. He didn't have enough power, and his eyes were still the same. Dabra began laughing insanely, the ball of energy now approaching the 50 meters in diameter, and now exceeding the explosive force of a supernova. The Majin laughed as he looked down at Xobice, "Bye bye stinky lizard!", he shouted, sticking out his tongue, and throwing the powerful attack, causing it to hurtle towards the sun.

Xobice's eyes quickly widened, and he realized that if he didn't do something, the combined force of the star exploding and Dabra's attack would wipe out not only the solar system, but also himself as well. But he couldn't use his attack on both Dabra and the attack.

Shutting one of his eyes, the Arcosian grew angry, "GODDAMMIT!", he shouted, opening his right eye, which now was a bright orange yellow, like the flames of a Phoenix. He looked over to the ball of energy Dabra had thrown, yelling as he stuck out his hand towards it, the pink hue of the attack still covering everything in sight. Suddenly, as Xobice closed his hand, the attack vanished, and the pink hue slowly faded.

The Arcosian slowly shut his eye, reopening it, and causing it to revert to normal. He slowly reverted back to his normal form, and simply floated, his eyes closed, and his energy signature waning. Dabra smiled, satisfied by the thought Xobice dying alone, in the emptiness of space. As he prepared to take off and leave the Arcosian for dead, two familiar figure appeared, but, Dabra had not even a moment to react before he was unconscious.

Beerus chuckled, "Well, that was easier than I thought it would be. What should we do you think we should do about him.", the purple cat asked Whis, pointing towards the mostly dead Arcosian.

Whis lifted his hand to his chin from the position it was in as a result of deliver a pinpoint blow to Dabra's neck, "I don't know... he'll be dead in no time. Why don't we just get Dabra out of here. In his current state, he'll likely be awake in less than a minute.", he said. Beerus nodded, and the two left, returning to their training world with Dabra.

------

As Xobice floated through space, on death's door, a voice suddenly rang out in his head, one of deep tone and power, "You, Xobice... why do you disgrace your name like this, losing to such a meager opponent? Why do you deserve to live, and be considered mighty?", the voice asked, not in a scolding tone, but a curious one.

Xobice, manifested in his own consciousness, called out into the darkness of his mind, "Who are you, what do you want?", he asked, terrified of his own imminent demise, and apparent madness.

The voiced boomed through the darkness once more, "Do not answer a question with a question, or you will not gain what you seek. Now, answer what I have asked of you. Why do you deserve to live, if you cannot defeat such a pathetic creature as Dabra?"

Xobice grew angry at the accusations, "He caught me by surprise! I could have defeated him if I had used my most powerful attack right away! But, by the time I realized the extent of the Majin's power, it was already too late! I didn't have enough power!", he shouted out into the blackness of his subconscious.

"I can grant you the power you seek, and the ability to defeat any foe you encounter. Not only the Majins, but even all those who's cosmic forces you draw your power from. You will be able to restore honor to not only your clan and yourself, but all Arcosians.", the voice said in a persuasive tone.

Xobice smiled, "I will do anything to gain this power. Just tell me what I must do, and I will do it. I don't care what the cost is. Give me the power.", the Arcosian said, speaking to the darkness.

The voice suddenly spoke in a quieter, still loud, but less booming tone, "My physical body is no more, destroyed in battle with the God of Apokolips, Darkseid. Like you, I underestimated my opponent, unaware of his full capabilities. But, my soul wanders free, and seeks a vessel. Your body is the only one suitable for me. You are the ideal vessel."

Xobice's face became unsure, "You want... you want to use my body as a vessel? Would I still be me? Or would it just be you in my body, while I cease to be?", the Arcosian asked, somewhat hesitantly.

The voice boomed out once more, "I would be but a passenger in your mind. A voice in your head, instructing you to do my bidding. You would be he driver, and I would be the instructor, telling you where to go and what to do. So tell me, with this in mind, what do you choose?", the voice asked.

Xobice smiled, "Give me your power, and I will do as you say, when you say it. Give me the power to survive, and exact my revenge upon not only the Majin, but all those who wronged our race."

Suddenly, several blue energy streams emerged out of the darkness, spiraling around Xobice. He could feel the power, and it was incredible. He had never imagined such power existed, and it only kept increasing. He could easily destroy the not only Dabra, but the Gods of Destruction as well.

When he woke up, his Ultimate Transformation form had returned, and his free will was intact, just as the voice promised. Suddenly, a stream of new memories burst into his head, memories that belonged not to him, but to the voice that spoke to him, and he who gave him this power, and he realized who it was he spoke to. But, the voice spoke to him in his mind once more, "Now, let us find the one who did this to us. Let us find Darkseid.", the voice said, content with the new body.

Xobice smiled, "Of course, it shall be done... Lord Frost."
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Postby Rob Halfordia » Mon Jun 15, 2015 5:58 pm

As Dabra woke up on the training planet of the God of Destruction, Lord Beerus and Whis standing over him, his eyes returned to their normal blue color. He was unsure of the events that occurred beforehand, his memory completely blank. Still sitting down with his legs crossed, he looked up to the two imposing figures, speaking in a somewhat childlike voice, "Wha... What happened to me? Why can't I remember anything?", he asked as a small child would.

Beerus' face was stone cold in both expression and tone, speaking sternly as one of the massive aquatic animals living on his planet leapt from the pond just adjacent from the group of superbeings, before landing back in the water from whence it came, "You lost it out there, Dabra.", Beerus said, "In your state of anger, you reached levels unheard of, and despite your immense power, you still seemed to be holding back. Nothing Whis and I couldn't handle, but worrying nevertheless. In fact, you nearly destroyed the solar system in which you fought..."

Dabra's face grew into one of shock as he heard of what he had done, "I... did it really get that bad?", he asked, disappointed in himself. He promised himself he would not rely on that power. After all, it made him no better than Buu...

Beerus continued, "Yes, it did get that bad. Regardless, I've made my decision. Destroying you would be difficult, so, I'm not going to do that. But, your training here will continue. And, the first exercise will be to push you to your limits. If I'm not mistaken, your goals are to defeat or save your brother. But, it has come to our attention that Buu has gained access to a new ability even we couldn't anticipate, putting him leagues ahead of where he was.", Beerus said, pacing back and forth, "But, nobody has seen him use it thus far, and we have no idea as to what it might do. Therefore... we will push you to this ability."

Suddenly, Dabra's eyes widened. Small memories of such a power awakened in his memory, but, supposedly, it was locked away by none other than the Arcosians. Perhaps the technique they used to seal the power away was waning, growing weaker as a result of time. Of course, Beerus must not have known this, but suddenly, Whis spoke up, "Lord Beerus, I believe I recall the Arcosians sealing away the powers of Dabra and Buu during their little skirmish. But, it couldn't be sustained forever, obviously. And, with most of the Arcosians dead, it's power is likely diminishing."

Beerus rubbed his chin, "Well then... I assume it's noting we can't handle. Alright.", he said, suddenly turning towards Dabra, "Release the power you're using to suppress your rage, and we'll move from there. If you can master this technique, you'll be able to take on Buu."

Dabra nodded, and he closed his eyes, a pink aura surrounding him. He hated having to use these powers, but, it was to allow him to become more peaceful, not to defeat a true opponent. If Buu had unleashed his Pure Majin Energy, Dabra had to as well. As he opened his eyes, his red iris' emerged, surrounding his darkened pupils.

Beerus smiled, "I guess it's time to begin."
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Postby Rupudska » Sun Mar 29, 2015 3:35 pm

Of The Rnclave wrote:Hiroshi jogged over, gripping the steel sides of the truck with both hands, not eh cause he couldn't lift it with one, but it was kinda slick. "Clear out!" He shouted, heaving the truck up and over, throwing it down onto the cracked asphalt. Smacking the dust off his hands, he turned back to his new friends.

"Damn, you all weren't kidding, your not like the Saiyans, maybe you guys shoudk train with some of us, if these guys are just the beginning I'd hate to see what to come." He said


The truck landed not far from where Noreen was, at the time, busy being quite unconscious. The truck landing next to her, however, was enough to not only wake her up, but cause her to scream/emit a stream of Irish Gaelic swearing the likes of which had probably never before been heard in East City. And when she finally switched back to English, she was still pissed.

"YOU KNOW I HAVE HAD JUST ABOUT E-BLOODY-NOUGH OF SHITE EXPLODING, FLYING WHICH SHOULDN'T LIKE, AND GENERALLY BEING THROWN THE FECKIN' HELL AROUND, ESPECIALLY AT ME!"

With an utter lack of grace, she whipped out one of her knives from a thigh holster, and proceeded to wave it in the general direction of Hiroshi and the others.

"NOW WHICH ONE OF YOU FECKIN' SKANGERS THREW THAT FECKIN' LORRY?"
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Postby Rupudska » Sun Mar 29, 2015 4:07 pm

Of The Rnclave wrote:Hiroshichuckled as he turned to her. Sliding into his fighting stance, he crouched down, left Palm facing the sky, dipped at an angle, his right hand angled towards her, his palm facing her. Flaring his palce golden aura, shaking the already jeopardized buildings around him, and creating a deepening crater beneath his feet.

"I threw it! Now Whatcha gonna do about it?" He asked, grinning wickedly at the prospect of a challenge.


Noreen let out a low chuckle, pointing the knife directly at him.

"Ohhhohohohohoho, I am glad you asked!"

In an instant, she and Hiroshi were surrounded by a cloud of thick, toxic fog. She wasn't entirely sure how he would react to it - he had a tail, which meant he was probably a meta, which meant his powers could be anything - but she had a feeling it wouldn't be beneficial.

"Now let's see how feckin' cocky you are now, like."
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Postby Rupudska » Sun Mar 29, 2015 5:03 pm

Of The Rnclave wrote:In the time it took him to blink, thick fog had surrounded the duo. Flaring his pale aura, he dispersed the fog around himself enough to take a breath and phase away, behind her, hopefully playing off her inability to sense Ki and surprise her.

"Yeah! How fucking cocky is he now!" Hiroshi laughed as he slid low, sweeping the women's legs out from under her.


She couldn't sense ki, but just before he moved to get behind her, Noreen sensed that he would move either towards or behind her.

She blinked. He wasn't there.

Behind.

She whipped around and swung her knife towards where she guessed he would be, just in time to (barely) avoid getting knocked off her feet.
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Postby Rupudska » Sun Mar 29, 2015 5:16 pm

Of The Rnclave wrote:Back flipping, he felt a paper thin line of a cut open in his cheek. Standing up tall, he faced her.

"Admirable, you've managed to cut me, but even without the ability to sense energy,my of must realize how one sided this fight is, do you really wish to continue? We can end this with no more blood shed." He said seriously, gathering a azure orb of energy in his cupped right hand, waiting to see her reaction, but secretly hoping she'd continue fighting him.


"You have yet to apologize for throwin' that feckin' lorry at me," Noreen said, gathering up a small, very dense cloud of greenish-grey smog in her hand.

"So no."

With incredible speed, she turned the cloud into a jet of gas, and aimed it directly at Hiroshi's cut cheek and face. If it didn't get in his bloodstream, there was a higher chance of it at least getting in his lungs.
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Of The Rnclave wrote:
Rupudska wrote:
"You have yet to apologize for throwin' that feckin' lorry at me," Noreen said, gathering up a small, very dense cloud of greenish-grey smog in her hand.

"So no."

With incredible speed, she turned the cloud into a jet of gas, and aimed it directly at Hiroshi's cut cheek and face. If it didn't get in his bloodstream, there was a higher chance of it at least getting in his lungs.


Blinking as she shot her hand out towards him, he released his blast directly into the cloud, it exploding in a bright corona of azure and gold. Bounding knit the air heifer he gas could reach him, he released several volleys of golden blasts into the area she stood in. Cupping both hands, he lay them against his forehead, staring apprehensively into the green cloud of thick fog.

" I won't apolagize for saving someone's life! Get over yourself!


As the volleys approached, she generated a wall of smog, then flash-stepped several meters to the side onto a section of road raised by the explosion earlier. Once there, she fired off a volley of her own, consisting of smog, only instead of aiming them at Hiroshi, she aimed around him, trying to surround him with gas long enough for some of it to get in his system - either by inhalation or by the cut on his face.

"Well you damn near killed me, shitewank! Ya could've just put it on its side or somethin, ya know, without the risk to life and limb?"
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Hladgos wrote:Scantly clad women, more like tanks
seem to be blowing up everyones banks
with airstrikes from girls with wings to their knees
which show a bit more than just their panties

Questers wrote:
Rupudska wrote:So do you fight with AK-47s or something even more primitive? Since I doubt any economy could reasonably sustain itself that way.
Presumably they use advanced technology like STRIKE WITCHES

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Postby Rupudska » Sun Mar 29, 2015 5:45 pm

Of The Rnclave wrote:"You know what! FUCK OFF!" He shouted widely, bursting his golden aura around him, sending the orbs of thick smog flying in different directions.

"If you wanted a fight now you've gotten one!" He shouted out, buildijgs cracking and crumbling around him. Bringing in aura in close, he burst off at her, grabbing her by the colar and pulling a fist back, readying to send her careening off into the distance.


He came TOWARDS me? And he KNOWS I have a knife?

What an idiot.


She had an idea, but first she'd need to distract him. And that wasn't all that hard.

"Yo, monkey man! Feast yer eyes on some of THIS!" With her right hand, she gathered a bit of smog and blasted it towards his eyes. And with her left (dominant) hand, she grabbed her 7-inch tanto-style knife, coated it in her smog, and jabbed it blade-first towards his stomach.

Both of these happened at the same time, so whether the blade landed or not depended on which hand he focused on.
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On Karlsland Witch Doctrine:
Hladgos wrote:Scantly clad women, more like tanks
seem to be blowing up everyones banks
with airstrikes from girls with wings to their knees
which show a bit more than just their panties

Questers wrote:
Rupudska wrote:So do you fight with AK-47s or something even more primitive? Since I doubt any economy could reasonably sustain itself that way.
Presumably they use advanced technology like STRIKE WITCHES

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Postby Rupudska » Mon Mar 30, 2015 12:54 pm

Of The Rnclave wrote:Turned out, he need focus in either, sensing her begin to draw her knife, he phased behind her, grasping her elbow with his right hand and drawing his foot back, aiming to kick her in te center of her spine.

"Yo stupid bitch! YOU'RE TO SLOW!"


"You're the slow one, shitewipe!"

The two of them found themselves being blasted apart from each other by a powerful burst of fog, only this type was, for some reason, non-toxic. They, well, Noreen, at least, landed near Nathan, Nicholas and Richard. For extra comedic effect, Noreen landed on her face. Nothing was broken, however, and she quickly sat up.

"You wouldn't happen to know that tailed whacko, would ya?"
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Hladgos wrote:Scantly clad women, more like tanks
seem to be blowing up everyones banks
with airstrikes from girls with wings to their knees
which show a bit more than just their panties

Questers wrote:
Rupudska wrote:So do you fight with AK-47s or something even more primitive? Since I doubt any economy could reasonably sustain itself that way.
Presumably they use advanced technology like STRIKE WITCHES

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Postby Rupudska » Mon Mar 30, 2015 1:33 pm

Nassan wrote:"Eeep!" Nathan yelped as he jumped onto Nicholas, shocked by the lady's sudden landing.

"Oh, for fuck's sake, Nathan." Nicholas and Richard teased in unison.

"Shut up. Both of you." Nathan quickly muttered as he tried to calm himself.

"Great, are you both finally done fighting?" He asked. "If so, can we all just calm down already and leave?". He reprimanded, as he pointed down the street, where his jet was located. "My jet's right down this street, and I'd really appreciate it if you could cooperate and let me do some light testing on the both of you.". He continued, " But if neither of you are interested, I'm more than glad to leave this barren city. There's just nothing left to salvage."

"Oh as for your question, he hasn't told me his name. But he's supposedly half-alien and half-god, how true is either, I wouldn't know until after the tests. Also, you haven't told me your name either.". Nathan said as the trio began walking in the direction of his jet. "If you're coming along, bring the body of the civilian your gas asphyxiated to death along with you.". He muttered coldly.


Noreen looked around at the wreckage that was the city she had, for a while, called home.

"Well, considering that my home, my place of employment, and possibly my bank are all blown to shite, I guess I will. But no sticking things in my fanny, understand?" She walked over to the civilian that Nathan had mentioned, quickly hoisting him over her shoulder, grumbling the entire time about how it "wasn't her fault" and how "if that tailed bastard hadn't blasted it everywhere it wouldn't have done this".

"Name's Noreen, by the way. Noreen Shevaun O'Mullhollan, and I am also a demigod. But my other half is 100% human."
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Hladgos wrote:Scantly clad women, more like tanks
seem to be blowing up everyones banks
with airstrikes from girls with wings to their knees
which show a bit more than just their panties

Questers wrote:
Rupudska wrote:So do you fight with AK-47s or something even more primitive? Since I doubt any economy could reasonably sustain itself that way.
Presumably they use advanced technology like STRIKE WITCHES

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Postby Rupudska » Wed Apr 01, 2015 10:44 am

And then, because there was technically nothing keeping there (and because there was really nothing else for her to do), Noreen left the jet she had been on and went out to go and find Hiroshi.
This part is to make it more than one line of text. Hahahhaha, no.
Okay maybe I did overreact. A little, the Irish demigod thought. I should probably go and apologize to him...
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Hladgos wrote:Scantly clad women, more like tanks
seem to be blowing up everyones banks
with airstrikes from girls with wings to their knees
which show a bit more than just their panties

Questers wrote:
Rupudska wrote:So do you fight with AK-47s or something even more primitive? Since I doubt any economy could reasonably sustain itself that way.
Presumably they use advanced technology like STRIKE WITCHES

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Postby Rupudska » Wed Apr 01, 2015 11:58 am

Of The Rnclave wrote:
Rupudska wrote:And then, because there was technically nothing keeping there (and because there was really nothing else for her to do), Noreen left the jet she had been on and went out to go and find Hiroshi.
This part is to make it more than one line of text. Hahahhaha, no.
Okay maybe I did overreact. A little, the Irish demigod thought. I should probably go and apologize to him...


Hiroshi stood silently in the lab, contemplating his training for the journey, when he felt Noreen's energy behind him, and anger seeped into his mind, only stopped by his memory do how the battle had gone.

"Listen, I'm… I'm sorry about earlier today, just because I'm stronger and shit, doesn't make me better, and I'd like to apolagize."


Noreen held up her hand, indicating him to stop. Well firstly, you're NOT stronger, but that's another matter.

"No, no, the whole thing was my fault. I was the one who overreacted. It's me who should apologize."
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On Karlsland Witch Doctrine:
Hladgos wrote:Scantly clad women, more like tanks
seem to be blowing up everyones banks
with airstrikes from girls with wings to their knees
which show a bit more than just their panties

Questers wrote:
Rupudska wrote:So do you fight with AK-47s or something even more primitive? Since I doubt any economy could reasonably sustain itself that way.
Presumably they use advanced technology like STRIKE WITCHES

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Postby Rupudska » Wed Apr 01, 2015 4:54 pm

Of The Rnclave wrote:'Why do I awlays fight the pretty girls… He frowned lightly at the thought, previously he had only seen her as good looking from a platonic perspective, but now that they weren't hazed by dust, or for that matter, at each others throats, she was kinda pretty to be honest.

"I'd like to make it up to you in any way I can, be it training, or anything else you'd like." Hiroshi said with a gentle smile.


"E-eh, yeah," Noreen muttered, "l-like, training sounds good..."

Dammit, why am I always so awkward in situations like this? I can talk just bloody fine normally, so why do I always, always, ALWAYS start stuttering in this sort of situation?
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On Karlsland Witch Doctrine:
Hladgos wrote:Scantly clad women, more like tanks
seem to be blowing up everyones banks
with airstrikes from girls with wings to their knees
which show a bit more than just their panties

Questers wrote:
Rupudska wrote:So do you fight with AK-47s or something even more primitive? Since I doubt any economy could reasonably sustain itself that way.
Presumably they use advanced technology like STRIKE WITCHES

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Postby Rupudska » Mon Apr 06, 2015 6:39 am

The Republic of Atria wrote:"And there are things on Earth that make Frieza look harmless. I'm not too concerned. Most of the people going after him might be better off behind bars. If Frieza kills them, shit happens and I'll deal with him. If they do kill him. One less problem for the rest of the universe. The way I see it, it's a win win. I know all about being stifled. I'm not at full power, and I would like to be. But... Okay let me start from the beginning. I'm a test tube baby. I go by Alex. I was created to basically be the end all for Superhumans. And they used powerful magic to make sure I can't access my full power. If you know any decent magic users, besides Dr. Strange, let me know. I've already tried him and he won't help me." HE said and looked at the collar. "What's that? I could probably get it off of you."


Up until this point, Noreen's pod had been stuck in orbit around Namek, due to a glitch in its programming that she had been unable to correct manually - she had tried several times until the control systems locked her out. To make things worse, she was starting to run out of oxygen. And with the planet itself too far down to safely flash-step to it (She could get out of the pod this way, and could survive in space by holding her breath while flash stepping, but she didn't want to risk it at that distance), she was running out of options as well.

So spotting Cooler's ship (which she did not recognize as belonging to anyone, let alone Cooler, nor did she really care) was quite the godsend. She took a deep, noisy inhale, flash stepped out of the ship and into the vacuum of space, onto the ship, and then let out a deep, noisy exhale. Her pod imploded (due to the space she was occupying being replaced with literally nothing), but she didn't give a shit. She was safe...er.

Now ter find out who the hell is on this ship.
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On Karlsland Witch Doctrine:
Hladgos wrote:Scantly clad women, more like tanks
seem to be blowing up everyones banks
with airstrikes from girls with wings to their knees
which show a bit more than just their panties

Questers wrote:
Rupudska wrote:So do you fight with AK-47s or something even more primitive? Since I doubt any economy could reasonably sustain itself that way.
Presumably they use advanced technology like STRIKE WITCHES

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