Post by Jaxine Caulie on Aug 10, 2014 17:17:00 GMT -5
Now alone inside the Gravity Chamber, Zeke and Nahlin brace themselves just before the x20 gravity kicked in and caused them both to cringe under pressure. Zeke's heavy weights were not helping him right now, and the strain could be clearly seen in the muscle of his arms. Nahlin was the first to attack, shouting "DODGE!" as he charged Zeke with a clothesline from hell. Zeke's eyes widened and he almost got the word "shit" out before the Namekien's arm smashed into his throat and knocked him clean over.
Nahlin rolled forward after the impact and sprang back up, turning around and charging a blast. He fired it, just as Zeke rolled out of the way and picked himself up. "These weights aren't making this very fun." Zeke informed the Namek.
Nahlin smiled. "So? What do you want, a handicap?" He asked before moving in and faking a punch before driving a knee into Zeke's gut. Zeke lost his wind just before a fist took him in the side of the head. Zeke flew and crumpled across the ground as Nahlin jumped into the air and charged Ki around his arm. "Taste my Fusion Ki Punch!" he roared, dropping down.
Zeke threw out a hand and caught Nahlin in a telekinetic field of psykinetic energy and threw him aside. "Nope!" he yelled as he did so, using the time to get up yet again. Nahlin managed to land on his feet, and turned to see Zeke already beside him and throwing a punch. He threw several quick jabs and when Nahlin blocked them all, grabbed ahold of Nahlin's defending arm and went to twist it around his body to bring him to the ground... but it just pulled out like a stretch-armstrong toy. "Oh, right." Zeke said just before Nahlin retracted his arm and spun Zeke around like one of those spinning toys kids used to love.
Nahlin had enough of toying around and threw another punch at the spinning adversary. There was a flash of light and a sudden splatter of purple as Nahlin's arm went flying across the room. Nahlin screamed as Zeke regained his stance, holding his drawn blade. He tried to fake that he was fine after all the spinning, but in reality he hoped to just stay put for a few moments until his head caught up.
"You cut off my arm!" Nahlin screamed, holding the stump as blood gushed out.
Zeke shrugged. "So?"
Nahlin's eyes widened even more. "So? So you cut off my damn arm! It really frigen hurts when you cut of someones goddamn arm!" He yelled.
Zeke raised an eyebrow, and flipped a hand up. The severed arm flew over to him and he caught it. "Need a hand?" Zeke asked.
Nahlin straightened up and his expression changed to more serious one. "Really? just... really. And you of all people? I don't need a hand. You just need a SPECIAL BEAM CANNON!" He roared, the last second touching his forehead and whipping his hand out to fire a beam of energy with a spiral around it directly at Zeke. Zeke gritted his teeth and sprang out of the way, slamming into the ground as he did so. The beam ripped up the ground and collided with the wall, punching a hole clean through it.
Zeke picked himself up slowly. "Gotta say, that tech would be quite handy if someone got up in arms." Zeke said with a grin.
Nahlin charged him and slammed the stub into Zeke's face, regenerating his arm on impact and springing a new fist into Zeke's face for a second blow all in one motion before Zeke flew back. He slid across the floor on his heels and burst forward. Irritated with the surprising use of the regeneration ability to attack, Zeke aimed a blow for Nahlin's face witch was blocked. He threw a few more before grabbing one of Nahlin's blocking arms and pulling him forward to drive a knee under his block. Zeke then reached between Nahlin's arms and grabbed him by the throat, stepping aside as Nahlin attempted to throw a punch for Zeke's face. Zeke jumped upward and upon landing, slammed the Namekian into the ground with such force that it cracked under the gravity.
Zeke stood back up, stepping back from the man and tried to catch his breath. Man, jumping was not easy under 20x normal gravity, and Nahlin felt like he weighed several tonnes. He had also been thrown off thinking he was going to jump higher. Nahlin slowly got up, holding his back. He bent backward, causing a gross cracking sound. "Ugh, that felt good." He said, sarcastically.
Zeke simply stood there hunched over, panting slowly. Then, something tapped Zeke on the shoulder. He turned... BLAM! He flew back and rolled across the floor and slammed into the wall. He got up quick having lost his sword and shook his head. He was seeing double for a moment as two Nahlin stood over in the place he stood before. Then Nahlin came from nowhere and slammed a knee into his stomach and blasted him point blank before he was caught by Nahlin and slammed into the ground...
Wait... what the hell?
Zeke rolled and got up, seeing four Namekians now! "The hell is this!? You brought help to fight me? That's really low, Nahlin."
The closest one smiled. "I locked the door." He said.
Zeke raised an eyebrow. Had he finally lost it? Nevertheless, Zeke slammed his hands together and fired a blast of energy at one of them, sending him flying as he charged one of the furthest. They would expect him to take on the closest first, so the furthest would not be as prepared. He clotheslined the Namekian just before two of them used Zanzoken to close in on Zeke and grab both of his arms. The third appeared and charged up a blast in front of Zeke. Zeke reacted, throwing the two holding him in front of him just as the blast went off. With a scream, the two were vaporized.
Zeke looked at the Namekian across from him, shocked. "They just... died?" He asked. Then... ZIP! "Surprise, fool!" then SLAM! Zeke went rolling across the floor and into the wall again. He stood up, slower this time and looked around. There were still four of them, but that was because he was actually seeing double this time. He grabbed his head with one hand. "Will you please just stop sucker-punching me!" he yelled.
One of the Namekians smiled. "Sure!" he said. Zeke lost track of the other just as he took a boot to the head. Zeke flew back and hit the ground. He heard Nahlin laughing. Zeke gritted his teeth and picked himself up. He turned to the two and inhaled deeply. He released a roar as an explosion rang out and sent them both flying across the room. Zeke entered his Overdrive and cracked his neck as the two Namekians stood up again.
They charged up energy and fired off a barrage of blasts. Zeke smirked and threw up his Aegis shield, but few actually hit their mark. He must have either gotten into their heads or they were exhausted from the fight, but their accuracy was no longer any good. He lowered his Aegis.
"So, you and your friend had enough?" he asked.
One of the two smiled, then the other sort of slid sideways and was absorbed into the one smiling. Zeke was confused as all hell before Nahlin clapped his hands together. Zeke got out the words "What the..." before he caught an orb out of the corner of his eye fly at him. It was just then he realized he was surrounded by floating blasts before he was hit from every angle by them at once. He flew forward from the blasts and hit the ground on his back.
He lie there still in Overdrive, looking up at the ceiling. "...hell. What the hell." he mumbled. Nahlin walked over with a big grin on his face. "I win. Come on, get up." he said, putting a hand out. Zeke wasn't beaten bad enough that he couldn't get up. He was exhausted though, and the only reason his Overdrive stayed was due to his shock as he tried to recall all the nonsense that just happened. Nahlin chuckled. "I used the Multiform Technique to clone myself temporarily. I had no 'help' exactly." He said.
Zeke let the Overdrive fade and sighed. "Alright." he said. He took the man's hand. "But one more thing..." he said... and ripped the arm clean off Nahlin to the shoulder. Nahlin fell over screaming as Zeke let out a laugh of enjoyment. "... I got your arm!" he yelled.
Nahlin rolled around and called him every name in the book in both English and Namekian. "You sadistical bastard!? Why!!!" he asked in agony. Zeke came down to a chuckle. "Cause... you can grow it back!" he said, laughing. Normally he wouldn't do this to any other person, who he considered a good person anyway, and he most definitely wouldn't laugh. But he just had to do it once... "I'm sorry, I won't do that again. At least I'll try." Zeke said, getting up. He offered his own hand to Nahlin.
Nahlin was skeptical at first, but took Zeke's hand. Halfway up, Nahlin's arm regenerated and projected out in a fist and slammed between Zeke's legs. Zeke let out a yelp and some seriously heavy cussing as he went down, swearing bloody Saiyan Vengeance that he honestly would never extract as Nahlin fell over laughing. Zeke deserved that one though. Was it worth it?
Not really, no.
((Fin, PL please. x20 gravity, Heavy Weights in effect.))
Nahlin rolled forward after the impact and sprang back up, turning around and charging a blast. He fired it, just as Zeke rolled out of the way and picked himself up. "These weights aren't making this very fun." Zeke informed the Namek.
Nahlin smiled. "So? What do you want, a handicap?" He asked before moving in and faking a punch before driving a knee into Zeke's gut. Zeke lost his wind just before a fist took him in the side of the head. Zeke flew and crumpled across the ground as Nahlin jumped into the air and charged Ki around his arm. "Taste my Fusion Ki Punch!" he roared, dropping down.
Zeke threw out a hand and caught Nahlin in a telekinetic field of psykinetic energy and threw him aside. "Nope!" he yelled as he did so, using the time to get up yet again. Nahlin managed to land on his feet, and turned to see Zeke already beside him and throwing a punch. He threw several quick jabs and when Nahlin blocked them all, grabbed ahold of Nahlin's defending arm and went to twist it around his body to bring him to the ground... but it just pulled out like a stretch-armstrong toy. "Oh, right." Zeke said just before Nahlin retracted his arm and spun Zeke around like one of those spinning toys kids used to love.
Nahlin had enough of toying around and threw another punch at the spinning adversary. There was a flash of light and a sudden splatter of purple as Nahlin's arm went flying across the room. Nahlin screamed as Zeke regained his stance, holding his drawn blade. He tried to fake that he was fine after all the spinning, but in reality he hoped to just stay put for a few moments until his head caught up.
"You cut off my arm!" Nahlin screamed, holding the stump as blood gushed out.
Zeke shrugged. "So?"
Nahlin's eyes widened even more. "So? So you cut off my damn arm! It really frigen hurts when you cut of someones goddamn arm!" He yelled.
Zeke raised an eyebrow, and flipped a hand up. The severed arm flew over to him and he caught it. "Need a hand?" Zeke asked.
Nahlin straightened up and his expression changed to more serious one. "Really? just... really. And you of all people? I don't need a hand. You just need a SPECIAL BEAM CANNON!" He roared, the last second touching his forehead and whipping his hand out to fire a beam of energy with a spiral around it directly at Zeke. Zeke gritted his teeth and sprang out of the way, slamming into the ground as he did so. The beam ripped up the ground and collided with the wall, punching a hole clean through it.
Zeke picked himself up slowly. "Gotta say, that tech would be quite handy if someone got up in arms." Zeke said with a grin.
Nahlin charged him and slammed the stub into Zeke's face, regenerating his arm on impact and springing a new fist into Zeke's face for a second blow all in one motion before Zeke flew back. He slid across the floor on his heels and burst forward. Irritated with the surprising use of the regeneration ability to attack, Zeke aimed a blow for Nahlin's face witch was blocked. He threw a few more before grabbing one of Nahlin's blocking arms and pulling him forward to drive a knee under his block. Zeke then reached between Nahlin's arms and grabbed him by the throat, stepping aside as Nahlin attempted to throw a punch for Zeke's face. Zeke jumped upward and upon landing, slammed the Namekian into the ground with such force that it cracked under the gravity.
Zeke stood back up, stepping back from the man and tried to catch his breath. Man, jumping was not easy under 20x normal gravity, and Nahlin felt like he weighed several tonnes. He had also been thrown off thinking he was going to jump higher. Nahlin slowly got up, holding his back. He bent backward, causing a gross cracking sound. "Ugh, that felt good." He said, sarcastically.
Zeke simply stood there hunched over, panting slowly. Then, something tapped Zeke on the shoulder. He turned... BLAM! He flew back and rolled across the floor and slammed into the wall. He got up quick having lost his sword and shook his head. He was seeing double for a moment as two Nahlin stood over in the place he stood before. Then Nahlin came from nowhere and slammed a knee into his stomach and blasted him point blank before he was caught by Nahlin and slammed into the ground...
Wait... what the hell?
Zeke rolled and got up, seeing four Namekians now! "The hell is this!? You brought help to fight me? That's really low, Nahlin."
The closest one smiled. "I locked the door." He said.
Zeke raised an eyebrow. Had he finally lost it? Nevertheless, Zeke slammed his hands together and fired a blast of energy at one of them, sending him flying as he charged one of the furthest. They would expect him to take on the closest first, so the furthest would not be as prepared. He clotheslined the Namekian just before two of them used Zanzoken to close in on Zeke and grab both of his arms. The third appeared and charged up a blast in front of Zeke. Zeke reacted, throwing the two holding him in front of him just as the blast went off. With a scream, the two were vaporized.
Zeke looked at the Namekian across from him, shocked. "They just... died?" He asked. Then... ZIP! "Surprise, fool!" then SLAM! Zeke went rolling across the floor and into the wall again. He stood up, slower this time and looked around. There were still four of them, but that was because he was actually seeing double this time. He grabbed his head with one hand. "Will you please just stop sucker-punching me!" he yelled.
One of the Namekians smiled. "Sure!" he said. Zeke lost track of the other just as he took a boot to the head. Zeke flew back and hit the ground. He heard Nahlin laughing. Zeke gritted his teeth and picked himself up. He turned to the two and inhaled deeply. He released a roar as an explosion rang out and sent them both flying across the room. Zeke entered his Overdrive and cracked his neck as the two Namekians stood up again.
They charged up energy and fired off a barrage of blasts. Zeke smirked and threw up his Aegis shield, but few actually hit their mark. He must have either gotten into their heads or they were exhausted from the fight, but their accuracy was no longer any good. He lowered his Aegis.
"So, you and your friend had enough?" he asked.
One of the two smiled, then the other sort of slid sideways and was absorbed into the one smiling. Zeke was confused as all hell before Nahlin clapped his hands together. Zeke got out the words "What the..." before he caught an orb out of the corner of his eye fly at him. It was just then he realized he was surrounded by floating blasts before he was hit from every angle by them at once. He flew forward from the blasts and hit the ground on his back.
He lie there still in Overdrive, looking up at the ceiling. "...hell. What the hell." he mumbled. Nahlin walked over with a big grin on his face. "I win. Come on, get up." he said, putting a hand out. Zeke wasn't beaten bad enough that he couldn't get up. He was exhausted though, and the only reason his Overdrive stayed was due to his shock as he tried to recall all the nonsense that just happened. Nahlin chuckled. "I used the Multiform Technique to clone myself temporarily. I had no 'help' exactly." He said.
Zeke let the Overdrive fade and sighed. "Alright." he said. He took the man's hand. "But one more thing..." he said... and ripped the arm clean off Nahlin to the shoulder. Nahlin fell over screaming as Zeke let out a laugh of enjoyment. "... I got your arm!" he yelled.
Nahlin rolled around and called him every name in the book in both English and Namekian. "You sadistical bastard!? Why!!!" he asked in agony. Zeke came down to a chuckle. "Cause... you can grow it back!" he said, laughing. Normally he wouldn't do this to any other person, who he considered a good person anyway, and he most definitely wouldn't laugh. But he just had to do it once... "I'm sorry, I won't do that again. At least I'll try." Zeke said, getting up. He offered his own hand to Nahlin.
Nahlin was skeptical at first, but took Zeke's hand. Halfway up, Nahlin's arm regenerated and projected out in a fist and slammed between Zeke's legs. Zeke let out a yelp and some seriously heavy cussing as he went down, swearing bloody Saiyan Vengeance that he honestly would never extract as Nahlin fell over laughing. Zeke deserved that one though. Was it worth it?
Not really, no.
((Fin, PL please. x20 gravity, Heavy Weights in effect.))