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Post by Prometheus Zex on Aug 6, 2013 22:51:48 GMT -5
Both fighters’ names would be heard over the louder speaker, cheers coming from the crowd as they are announced. The contestants were to climb the stairs to opposite sides of the platform and take their places. Once both were ready they were free to start their match. PL Lock - Azazel: Pl: 12,955 Instinct: 25,910 Truffle: Pl: 15,755 Hattori-form: 31,510 (All you need to is enter the fighting area and begin your match.)
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Post by Azazel Moloch on Aug 10, 2013 21:22:58 GMT -5
Azazel once again found herself standing in the center of the area, after her victory over William. The fight didn’t take as much of a toll out of her as she thought it would, but she learned that William wasn’t who he appeared to be. Even though that fight didn’t last as long as the crowd would have liked it to it was interesting to say the least. Once again she heard the crowd cheering her name, wanting her to turn pert demon again. They were cheering Demon Princess, Azazel the Demon Princess is what some people called her after her match. She didn’t know what to make of it, but there was no changing it now.
“Demon Princess? I like it Azazel it suits you.” Silitha said
”I would like it if they stopped calling me that, but there is nothing I can do about it now. I don’t like what I become, it isn’t me and if I could avoid it I would. I don’t understand why these people applaud me for turning into a monster. I just want to get back home and get this whole mess put behind me.”
“Azazel you aren’t a monster, you are beautiful and you shouldn’t be ashamed of that. Let these people admire you they traveled all around the world to see people fight and I am sure they are glad that they are here. Now you need to focus on your next opponent, who ever that may be.”
” If you say to Silitha, if you say so. I don’t think these people should admire me for what I become, they have no idea what it does to me or what might happen to them. I know there is a barrier around the ring that stops ki, but it doesn’t stop people from exiting. I just don’t want me to hurt anyone of these onlookers.”
Azazel was waiting for the announcer to introduce her opponent, she started to get the feeling of Déjà vu. Standing in the center of the ring waiting for her opponent to walk in, she had waited longer then she would have liked for William. She hoped that this next person would take less time than William did. As she stood there the announcer began the introduction for her opponent.
“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN ALLOW ME TO INTRODUCE YOU TO OUR FIRST CONTENDER. SHE HAS EARNED THE NAME DEMON PRINCESS. SO LETS SEE IF OUR DEMON CAN HANDLE HER NEXT OPPONENT, INTRODUCING TRUFFLE!!!!!
That name was familiar to her, she had heard it somewhere before but she was going to have to wait till her opponent made themselves known before it would all piece together.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 11, 2013 19:41:21 GMT -5
The mammoth blue monster had crushed his last opponent, the match going in his favor well before he had ever expected it to. He had landed a finishing blow soon after the match had started, and had felt the power and rage rush through his body. He wasn’t used to feeling enjoyment after a fight, but something within him had stirred and whispered more…..
He had also seen Ninjin advance to the next round, and was hopeful that the Saiyan prince would advance to the finals, and win the whole thing. He knew that the tournament had so far been difficult for him, beating his sister and then fighting with a very powerful opponent, but Truffle was proud of his prince.
“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN ALLOW ME TO INTRODUCE YOU TO OUR FIRST CONTENDER. SHE HAS EARNED THE NAME DEMON PRINCESS. SO LETS SEE IF OUR DEMON CAN HANDLE HER NEXT OPPONENT, INTRODUCING TRUFFLE!!!!!”
Truffle heard the announcement blare out over the loudspeakers lining the arena. The Demon Princess. Who was that? He hadn’t seen or heard of anyone like that in the tournament. Surely a person like that would make more waves. Truffle had to admit that he had been preoccupied, but a Demon Princess….that sounded like Akassa.
He climbed the steps leading to the arena and was surprised at who he saw standing there across from him. The woman….where had he seen her before? A sudden wave of realization hits Truffle and he has to blink his eyes a few times. She was the one he had seen before on the observation deck, the one watching the match between Akassa and Ninjin. He hadn’t thought at the time that she was a fighter, but apparently she was a highly regarded Demon Princess. He would have to watch out with this one. She would be no walk in the park, and there was no way that she was going to go down as easily as Brandon Potter did. She seemed confident.
Truffle walked to the center of the ring and nodded to her. He would be respectful until he learned how far she was willing to push. The hulking blue beast stood, and braced himself for what promised to at least be an interesting fight. And there was the voice, still whispering in the back of his head, pushing him, wanting more bloodshed, more violence.
more….
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Post by Azazel Moloch on Aug 12, 2013 23:40:56 GMT -5
Azazel stood in the center of the ring waiting for this Truffle person to enter the arena. She had never heard of anyone here with the name Truffle. The name confused her, why would someone have the name Truffle it was an odd name. Eventually she saw her opponent making their way to the arena floor. Her eyes widened, she recognized the creature that stood before her, she had to look up in order to look him in the eyes. She had remembered the creature from the observation deck, when they were watching Akassa and Ninjin Hattori. She wanted to interact with him there, but got distracted by William. Once again it was another person she didn’t want to fight in the tournament. She wouldn’t have guessed that this creature, this Truffle was signed in the tournament.
When her eyes meet his she could see a calm in his eyes, like he had recognized her as well. Closing her eyes she takes a deep breath. Once again she was standing face to face with someone she didn’t want to fight with. The first was William and now Truffle, even though she had only seen this creature once she could tell he didn’t like conflict. All she wanted to do was talk to him, if he could even speak the same language she could.
“Hey Azazel what are you going to do now? This is the second time you have to fight someone you don’t want to. If you win do you think you are going to fight Banduk?” Silitha said
”Yes Silitha I understand that, this creature…I mean Truffle is my next opponent and I don’t want to hurt him. I managed to end my fight with Zasham before either of us got too badly damaged. My mind was dazed but that was about all that happened to me, just by looking at Truffle I can tell it is going to get very physical very fast. Oh and as for your Banduk comment I am not even thinking about it.”
“Well you know what you have to do if you want to win.” Silitha’s voice said as it slowly faded away
”I know Silitha, I know.”
Azazel turned away from Truffle taking a few steps away from him. She wanted to create a decent size gap between the two before they began their fight. Taking a deep breath she knew what was coming next for her. She was going to have to use her Instinct in order to end this fight quickly, there was no telling what Truffle could do. By his sheer size she could tell he was going to be able to take a decent beating before feeling anything. Slowly letting her power lever rise, her black aura flaring from underneath her. The two blood red horns pushed their way through her skin, the crowd began to go wild. All of them knew what was coming next, she could hear the name Demon Princess throughout the crowd. Her eyes darkened, she looked back up at Truffle he more than likely could see the fear in her eyes.
”I am sorry Truffle I never wanted to talk/meet you like this….” her words trailed off as her voice began to deepen, the inner demon partially taking over now. ”Well Truffle, if you can even speak to me it is time for this to get started. I don’t want to be out here long, so I suggest you brace yourself.” Building up energy, where the main focus would be inside her mouth she would use her Kiai. The shriek would hopefully shove Truffle close enough to the arena edge, or hopefully out of the ring making the match end right then and there.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2013 16:39:16 GMT -5
Now he could see why she was called “The Demon Princess.” The horns that had erupted from her skull rivaled his own. He took a step back, clearly feeling the power that now emanated off of her. She spoke to him, sounding remorseful, as if what she were about to do to him would end him. He shook himself, the fur rising in the wind that he transformation had caused. He was unsure about this. This was new. Nobody had ever had a transformation that was so clearly more powerful than he. This would be a difficult fight, and it seemed that she was trying to end it fast, end it before they had the chance to hurt each other. But Truffle couldn’t afford to just lose. He couldn’t afford to give up that easily, especially if Ninjin were still in the tournament. He was here to protect his prince. And a princess, demon or not, would not stop him.
Truffle roared the red seeping into his fur. He still hadn’t figured out what it was that was covering his fur, whether it was just adapting to the increased power that he emitted when he transformed, or whether it was something else entirely. It smelled like blood, but he didn’t dare think that that’s what it could be, and whose blood would it be?
The blackness on his fur smelt of ash. It was as if the blood and remains of his entire race of people collected themselves into his being, giving him more power. It just conveniently looked like the family colors of the Hattori family.
He narrowed his eyes to Azazel. He didn’t want to cause her pain, didn’t want to take the demon princess on a ride through hell, but what else could he do? He needed to continue on in the tournament. He could see that even in her demon form she was reluctant to attack. It seemed like she was going to say something.
Instead, a blast erupted from her mouth, the strength of which Truffle hadn’t felt in a long time. It was as if a giant hand had come screaming out of her esophagus with the intent to knock him out of the ring. Well, he wasn’t going to be pushed out of the tournament that easy.
Truffle roared again and punched his fists into the ground, the rock encased around them, but instead of pulling them out, he used them to keep from flying out of the ring. The scream lasted a lot longer than he thought it would, his body flapping behind him as if he had become a flag, representing the Hattori family. This gave him a lot more pride than it probably should have. After the scream ended, he felt as if his body weigh a thousand pounds. And then he remembered the huge rocks encased around his fists. He pulled them out of the ground and found that they were a lot larger than most of the rocks he had used before. These looked to be made out of marble, the same stuff that the floor of the arena was made out of, and were probably so large as the result of him trying to keep himself from flying out of the ring. He narrowed his eyes again, and threw the first one straight at Azazel.
He roared again, his way of communication. He wondered whether she would understand his warning. If she had been able to, it would have sounded something like this. ”Heads up.”
He threw the second boulder as well, just in case she did decide to duck.
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Post by Azazel Moloch on Aug 15, 2013 22:23:19 GMT -5
Before her Kiai was released from her mouth she watched Truffle transform right before her eyes. Truffle’s blue fur turned a deep red and black mix, this was something very unexpected for Azazel. She figured he would have a transformation, everyone she has fought in this tournament has had some kind of trans. None of them were as frightening as Truffle’s, but Azazel was going to have to keep her focus, one mistake and this match would be over. Releasing her Kiai she watched and waited to see Truffle fly back, just like William had done earlier. The outcome she was expecting didn’t happen, she watched as Truffle slammed his fists into the ring floor, her Kiai picking up his body but he remained in his original position. Azazel’s hope for ending the fight early was now far from her reach.
Truffle then removed his hands from the ring floor and now his hands were encased in the marble flooring. Something that Azazel has never seen before, she didn’t know what to say or how to react. It was only a matter of seconds before Truffle threw one of the boulders right for Azazel, letting out a loud roar. Azazel was barley able to get out of the way, watching as the bloulder flew right by her head slamming into the arena wall several feet behind her. Looking back at truffle there was a second boulder flying right for her. There was no chance for her to get out of the way, the boulder slammed into her upper torso. The boulder bounced off of her body, sending her bouncing off of the ground. She skidded across the arena floor, finally catching herself several feet before the edge of the arena.
Coughing Azazel looked back at Truffle, rage building up in her ”Nice trick you monster, but you are going to have to be better than that if you think you are going to beat me.” Azazel slowly got back to a straight upright position. Pain was ripping through her chest from Truffle’s attack. It definatly took her by surprise but that wasn’t going to happen again. Building up black ki spheres in her hands she begins to rapidly launch them at Truffle. These ki spheres weren’t very strong, they were are only there to distract him for the time being. Azazel would then charge straight at Truffle jumping a few feet in front of Truffle. Building up more Black ki in her hands, she put them together releasing a stronger blast at Truffle. If the first black ki spheres had done their job then the sstronger blast would take Truffle off of his feet.
”Catch!”
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Post by Deleted on Aug 18, 2013 15:21:10 GMT -5
The first boulder had missed, barely. It had gone right past the woman’s head and slammed into the arena wall, embedding itself there. He had thrown that one as hard as he could. The second boulder slammed into her body sending her flying back as if the boulder was a bowling ball, and she the pin. She had stood up surprisingly quickly, however. Truffle hadn’t expected that. She was resilient, he would give her that. And it seemed she was as determined to win as he. This would be a brutal fight to the finish, that’s for sure.
He waited for her to make a move. After throwing boulders at her, the least he could do was let the lady catch her breath. She yelled something at him, an insult that went in one ear and out the other. He didn’t have time for words. Words were for when you were talking. Fists were for when you are fighting. She launched some black energy at Truffle, and he smiled, opening his mouth. There were too many of them to catch all of them, but he caught more than a few in his mouth, absorbing the energy. Clearly his opponent had no idea of his energy absorbing powers.
She charged at him, her hands building up more of the black ki. She jumped into the air, and Truffle had expected her to launch it at his face. But clearly she was smarter than he had anticipated, and she launched it at his stomach. It felt like a boulder had hit him in turn. He flew backward, stopping just before the drop off that would mean his disqualification. She was good. She adapted. But she wasn’t the only one who could adapt.
Truffle sprang to his feet and charged, giving both of them no time to recover. He jumped high in the air and balled up his fist, ready for a superhero style strike on the she-demon. He was hoping that she would be too stunned to realize what was happening, and if she moved, his fist would be embedded in the ground, allowing him to pull up more of that marble to use. Either way, he was on the offensive, and had options.
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Post by Azazel Moloch on Aug 19, 2013 14:48:24 GMT -5
Azazel watched as her charged blasts slammed into the monsters chest, sending the beast flying backwards. She was surprised that he was able to stop himself right before the drop off, she was so close to winning the fight, but yet so very far away. Azazel knew this fight was going to be brutal so say the least, she was going to have to outsmart Truffle. There was something she saw when she was launching blasts at him. Truffle had opened his mouth and ate them, she had never seen someone do that before. She didn’t know what he had done with the energy that he ate, maybe he absorbed it, maybe he just got rid of it. Either way she would have to wait and see what he would do with it if he did in fact absorb it. That is why her second attack was aimed at his chest, it was apparently useless to try and attack his face.
Azazel was too lost in thought to notice what Truffle had done next, Truffle had jumped into the air and was now plummeting back down at her. She had little time to react as Truffle was getting closer and closer to her. Quickly thinking she brought her hands up to her head, yelling Lunar Flare. Her eyes went completely black as black ki began to rapidly spread from her body and hands. There would soon be a bubble of darkness that would surround Truffle and herself. Truffle would immediately lose sense of direction while in the bubble. However Azazel would be able to see without hindrance. Truffle had slammed into the ground hitting right next to Azazel, she was forced back from the shockwave.
Sliding across the ground Azazel once again had to stop herself from sliding too far. Truffle wouldn’t know if he had hit her or not, but he was damn close. Getting back to her feet, a little slower this time she wipes the blood from her forehead. Looking at Truffle she sees him looking around, trying to find her.
”There is no use Truffle you are never going to find me no one can see in this darkness except me. There is nothing you can go Truffle this match is over.”
Azazel begins to charge up energy in her hands bringing them both together, she was going to blast truffle out of the ring getting him disqualified. She had to finish this fight fast, Silitha could be here, she hasn’t seen her in any of her previous matches but there was a chance she could be at the next one. Azazel had to end this so she could make sure Silitha hasn’t been watching her the entire time.
[charge 1]
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Post by Deleted on Aug 19, 2013 19:51:32 GMT -5
Truffle had seen the shock on her face when he absorbed the energy. That was good. That meant that she didn’t know what he was doing with it, what he would end up doing with it. She didn’t know much about his race, it seemed, and that was good for him. That meant he had the upper hand. The problem was, he didn’t know what she was capable either.
In fact, it was this lack of knowledge that caused his first mistake. He jumped into the air, ready for his Super-Truffle punch, expecting the fight to end. He was on course to knock her out, but at the last moment she had shouted something, something that sounded like “lunar flare” and then all was black. Truffle’s fist hit the ground somewhere he assumed was close by her. He couldn’t see a thing, so he lashed his fists out, but didn’t hit anything. He was starting to panic. If he couldn’t see, he couldn’t fight, right? Well….what did he know about the dark. There wasn’t much. He had never really had to experience much darkness, the palace he grew up in being extremely well lit.
There was one time; he recalled when he was incredibly young. A memory from back before everything had happened and he still lived on his home planet. It stuck him as odd; he didn’t have many memories from back then, why were they coming back to him now?
It was from way back, when he was just a little thing. He was walking with one of the village elders. Apparently his village had elders. He would have to remember that for a time when he wasn’t fighting. He was walking with the elder and the elder had stopped and said something to him. Said? No, it must not have been said. Thought to him, maybe. Emoted.
Young one. Whenever you are in trouble, remember. You are a hoyo. This means that you are adaptable. You can survive in anything, you just need to use what you have. You will adapt. Remember, in the darkness there doesn’t need to be light, there just needs to be….well….it’s a snap.
His eyes snapped open, still seeing the blackness. What did that mean? He couldn’t see anything, and didn’t know what Azazel was doing. He could tell that she was still there, still in the ring. He snapped his fingers. Nothing. It couldn’t be that easy. He clicked his tongue in frustration, and heard a small echo return to him. Something was in that direction. He listened hard and heard energy building up. This was bad.
He decided to take this moment and launch all the energy he had absorbed back at Azazel’s direction, hoping to interrupt whatever she was planning on doing. He fired the blasts from his mouth in a sporadic pattern. She would have to be nimble to avoid all of them. Hopefully Truffle’s sight would return soon….
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Post by Azazel Moloch on Aug 19, 2013 21:20:01 GMT -5
Azazel was still building up energy waiting for the Lunar Flare to dissipate so she could see the look on Truffle’s face before she launched her attack. Slowly around her she began to notice the darkness began to dissipate around her slowly. She needed this attack to take out Truffle, she needed this match to end. The ball of black energy that was in-between her hands began to grow in size. Pouring a decent amount of energy into her hands she really needed this attack to take out Truffle.
”Come on Truffle look this way, once you look over here it is going to be over. You have put up a good fight, but it wasn’t good enough.”
She noticed that Truffle had looked over at her, but something was wrong. Had he found out where she was standing, how would that even be possible? No one was supposed to be able to locate her inside the darkness. She noticed Truffle begin launching energy blasts at her from his mouth. She was going to have to react fast in order to get out of the way. Quickly lifting off of the ground she was able to get out of the way of most of the blasts. One of the blasts slammed into her right shin, pain shot through her body. She could feel blood begin to run down her leg, but she wasn’t going to let that stop her.
She wasn’t able to put any more energy into her attack as she needed to focus on getting out of the way. Once the blasts were done being shot she landed back onto the ground, her eyes still focused on Truffle. She wasn’t going to let the little wound he caused on her stop her from taking him out. The black bubble was still slowly dissipating around them, so Azazel had little time to launch her attack before it was completely gone and he could see it coming.
“Hurry up Azazel you are running out of time, release the energy quickly or Truffle is going to get out of the way.” Silitha’s pleading voice ran through Azazel’s head
”Don’t worry Silitha everything is going to be alright, Truffle doesn’t stand a chance against me. This is going to be over soon Truffle has no idea what is coming for him.”
Azazel, eyes still locked on Truffles position in the darkness. She quickly extended her arms out releasing all the stored up energy at Truffle, she knew not to aim it at his head because Truffle would absorb it. The black Energy blasts was aimed at Truffle’s stomach area. She hoped the blast would send him out of the arena, but there was no telling what truffle would do.
(charge 1 attack released 29,420 = 47,072)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 22, 2013 16:14:35 GMT -5
Truffle felt like he had just been hit by a truck. The energy that had crashed into him was far more powerful than he had expected, he hadn’t known she had been capable of producing that much energy. He lay on the floor, and passed briefly into unconsciousness.
What are you doing?
Truffle looked up to find himself in his bedroom at the palace on the moon. He looked around. Hadn’t he just been in a huge fight with Azazel?
I said, what are you doing?
Truffle was tired. He felt like he didn’t have any energy left, and was content to just lie in his bed. The voice wouldn’t leave him alone, however. It kept nagging at him. Another voice joined it.
TRUFFLE. WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
Get up, get up and fight!
He recognized the first one, the voice of his friend and prince, Ninjin. Why was he asking Truffle what he was doing? Clearly he was taking a rest. They had probably spent the day sparring, and that’s probably why his body felt so sore, like he had just been hit by a cannonball in the stomach. The second voice was an internal one. That voice that felt rage, and wanted to fight. He didn’t know where that voice came from, assuming it was the voice of his ancestors.
Truffle buddy, you need to get up or you’re going to lose!
Lose? What would he lose? The rest of the day? He wasn’t really concerned with that. They had all the days together. How could he lose? That was foolish. He heard a third voice, cutting through his unconscious state.
And the winner is…….
Truffle’s eyes shot open, and he was able to see again. He was lying on his back in the middle of the arena, Azazel standing triumphant. The announcer was about to announce that she had beaten him. That’s what the voices were talking about. He couldn’t let that happen. He got to his feet, and roared, the loudest roar he had ever emitted. The voices cut out. There was total silence in the arena. He wouldn’t let her win without putting him in the ground. He slammed his fists in the ground and covered them with marble, put all his strength into putting them into the ground again, covering the previous layer with another layer, effectively charging up his attack. If Azazel wanted to play rough, he would play rough.
[Charge 1]
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Post by Azazel Moloch on Aug 22, 2013 21:07:16 GMT -5
Azazel watched as her attack slammed into Truffle, sending him to the ground, she watched as Truffle slowly drifted into unconsciousness. She didn’t believe that she had won, Truffle was stronger than that, he was going to get up any second now and their match would continue. Truffle was just playing a trick on her to get her to get closer to him. She refused to believe that he was done, she refused. The reaction from the crowd was something different. She could hear them cheering her name and the name they gave her. She could understand why they were cheering for her, the match wasn’t over yet.
“Did you win Azazel? Is the match over with yet?” Silitha said
”I don’t know Silitha, Truffle has slipped into unconsciousness, but I am not sure if he is down for the count. This match could be over Silitha, but Truffle is a fighter so I won’t be surprised if Truffle got back up. The crowd seems to think that he is out cold and I will move onto the next round.”
“Oh Azazel where is Alexandria, is she still hanging around you after your little adventure in the Gamma Slums?” Silitha said
”She is still with me Silitha, she didn’t want to stay in the Slums anymore so I am taking her with me when I leave here. Enough about that I need to focus back on Truffle, I can’t let him get the upper hand on me.”
Azazel put her focus back on Truffle who was still lying on the ring floor unconscious. She began to think that maybe she had taken Truffle out for good. That she had won the match and would go on to face her next opponent. She slowly began to believe the thought that she had finished Truffle, maybe he wasn’t as tough as she had originally thought. She listened as the announcer began to say that she was the winner and Truffle the loser. Then something happened, a noise pierced Azazel’s ears. She had taken her eyes off of Truffle for only a few seconds. When she heard him roar, it was louder than the crowd, the loudest sound in the arena. Slowly turning around Azazel could see that Truffle’s eyes were open and he was getting back to his feet. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing, what was she going to have to do to beat him and move on. She had used all of her tricks and still the monster stood before her, ready to fight.
She watched as he slammed his fists into the ground bringing them back up with a layer of marble flooring around them. Then Truffle did something that surprised Azazel, he slammed his fists into the ground again having another layer of marble flooring surround the previous layer. Azazel didn’t know what to do, she had been hit by this attack before and it almost ended her. Slowly beginning to gather energy in her hands. Azazel had to destroy those stones before they got to her, otherwise it wasn’t going to end well for her. She had to do this or Truffle would certainly get the upper hand in their match
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Post by Deleted on Aug 23, 2013 19:58:22 GMT -5
Truffle’s anger was unchecked. He could feel it boiling up from every pore in his body, begging to be released. If he had ki, he would launch a powerful blast, maybe even taking Azazel out of the contest completely. But he didn’t have ki, he only had his fists, but with his fists came the amazing ability to coat them in whatever substance he punched into. He had plunged his fists twice into the ground, coating them in a heavy marble layer. He had never done it twice before, never double dipped, as it were. But he was angry, and he was determined. After being hit by the truck that was her super-powerful ki blast, one which he couldn’t even absorb, it was aimed so perfectly. It had taken him off his feet and almost put him down for the count, but the voices in his head wouldn’t let him rest, and he couldn’t allow himself to be put down like an animal.
He held the boulders with his hands, staring across the ring at Azazel. It looked like she was building up ki to try to destroy the boulders he was holding, but he wouldn’t make it that easy for her. These were stronger than anything he had ever thrown before, he could feel it. He was powerful, he was angry, and he was determined to win. He held his arms up, the rocks heavy, but nothing that he couldn’t lift up. He pulled his arm back and launched the first one like a catapult, it arching high overhead. He knew her eyes would follow it, and if she didn’t move, she would be crushed by it. But he had a plan. The second boulder he launched in a straight line right for her. If she were to remain where she was, she would get hit by both of them, and if she tried to shot the one above her down, it would shatter into a meteor-shower like attack. She would be able to get out of the way of one of the attacks, most likely. But not both. And he only needed one to hit her.
[Charge attack 1 – 31510 x 1.6 = 50416]
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Post by Azazel Moloch on Aug 23, 2013 20:51:15 GMT -5
Azazel was still starring at Truffle, her concentration couldn’t be broken, ignoring Silitha’s voice in her head. She continued to build up black ki in her hands, she needed to destroy those boulders or she was going to be done for. There was no hiding the power behind Truffle’s attack, nor the anger that was coming from him. Azazel had awakened the monster, he was completely different from their brief interaction in the observation deck. Something angry awakened in the beast, something that Azazel wasn’t going to be able to stop. Seconds later Truffle would throw one of the two boulders, it would soar high into the air, her eyes watching it the entire time. Quickly she released the ki that was building up at the boulder, which was her first mistake. As her eyes slowly go back to Truffle, all she could see was the second boulder only a few feet away from her.
Within a second the boulder slammed into her chest, pain ripped through her body, as she tumbled backwards. She could feel her ribs cracking and breaking under the pressure of the boulder when it hit. It quickly became harder to breath, she still could but every time she would inhale or exhale more pain would course through her body. Blood began to run from the corner of her mouth, there was no doubt internal bleeding after the attack. However, her ki blasts had destroyed the other boulder, but now she was getting pelted with tiny pebbles. None of them really hurt Azazel that much, they were more of an annoyance. Slowly she got back to her feet, her left hand clutching her side, she didn’t know how much longer she could go on for. There was no way to assess how much damage she actually took from the massive boulder. She looked up at Truffle, her anger rising, but she didn’t know how much more her body could take.
“Azazel what happened? Are you alright?” Silitha screamed
”No Silitha I am not alright, I don’t know how much more I can take. There is still so much power eradiating from Truffle. He seems like an unstoppable monster, I don’t think I am strong enough to take him.”
Azazel just kept starring at Truffle, not knowing what to do next. Slowly she began to build up energy, focusing it in her mouth. This was the only thing she could think of that might be able to take Truffle out. Quickly releasing her Kiai, she would hope it would send Truffle flying out of the ring. As she released the Kiai, she coughed up blood and went down to a knee. Her body was writhing in pain, this fight needed to end soon or Azazel could possibly die here in the ring.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2013 14:22:01 GMT -5
The second boulder had hit her right in the chest, taking her down. Truffle was on the verge of victory. He could smell it, and he could taste it. Or maybe that was the blood in his mouth. Either way, he knew that victory was possible, and it was well within his reach. He wasn’t shocked when she stood up, knowing that that alone wouldn’t be enough to beat her. She was too tough for that. He could think of only one thing that would take her down for good.
He felt the shift in energy, and knew that she was planning something. He had something in mind as well. He used all his strength, all his energy to plunge his fists into the ground again, pulling up the largest boulder he had ever pulled. He strained under the heavy weight of it, trying hard to not be crushed by the behemoth he had just uncovered. He heard the yell and knew what was happening next. The force of her scream launched the boulder high into the air. He could see her smile, thinking she had destroyed his last hope. But he had anticipated it.
He launched himself into the air, jumping with all his might up to the boulder and landed on it. He looked down at her as he rose up and up on top of the massive rock, till she looked like an ant beneath him. He jumped off of it, his fist held high. It would be the Truffle punch to end all Truffle punches. He flew roaring down towards her, and felt his fist connect with her jaw.
[permission from Azazel to connect with blow]
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