Shizukesa
Krillin
PL: 3,420,000 / Shibo: 1,684,000 / Chishiki: 1,432,000 / Nemui: 1,750,000 / Eregansu: 1,733,000
Posts: 62
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Post by Shizukesa on Aug 18, 2014 1:29:49 GMT -5
Rolling hills clad in dark green grass littered the landscape as the air was sweet and the sky a crystal blue. This was the land that all good souls came to rest, this was paradise. This was heaven. There was no need to fight as all food was plentiful and never a soul would go hungry. The scars that had littered the landscape from the Great War had been covered in grass and moss and forgotten about in time. This was the land where the legendary fighters from the past came to rest but they had since all faded away into nothingness. This was the domain of Shizukesa and her companions. The Dai Kaioshin had been nice enough to name her guardian of this paradise after the last of the cardinal kais had died long ago. There was never a care in the world to the beautiful kai as she found that she had embodied the greatest hope there was, the hope for the end of all violence. She enjoyed the peace here as she would often sing and play various instruments in order to pass the time.
On this day she sat under a tree as the wind rolled across her face causing a few strands of her hair to brush across her face in an attempt block some of the beautiful view. She knew the others were off somewhere enjoying themselves as they often did. Those four were really something else but they could never be blamed for keeping things dull. Shizukesa could feel a slight shift in the air. She was able to peer into any part of the universe at any time but she often chose to keep her mind in heaven as she knew that the Dai Kaioshin would bring anything dire to her attention if something arrived. The only thing that did draw her attention for a brief moment was the return of a super saiyan to the universe in Akassa Hattori. While this was a big deal she was not worried of her intentions as she knew there were a host of others that would be able to defend peace if need be.
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Post by Leke Hattori on Aug 18, 2014 13:56:52 GMT -5
Leke would quickly fade in, his vision being filled with, at first light, then beauty as his eyes adjusted to his new landscape. He was standing in the middle of an open meadow, unlike any he had ever seen in his life. Plants grew on the terraformed-moon world of the Saiyans, but this beauty was unmatched by even paintings. Even the sky was so clear, it almost looked like spring water just floating in the sky. In the distance was a lone tree and-
The prince could now sense what was over there. It would have brought him to his knees to find that a power that was unfathomable, even after he had just witnessed a Super Saiyan being born, lay near that tree, but the power seemed to calm him down. He could make out a female, but any features were too far away to discern. Leke felt no fear from the monstrous power, only peace and curiousness. Intrigued too much, his natural inquisition for knowledge and power leading him, Leke would ascend a bit into the sky before taking a slow flying pace towards the power.
The prince would only take a short minute to get over there, even at his slow pace. So this is Heaven, Leke thought to himself. Everywhere around him, things just felt at ease. There was not a burden in this world. He had never felt so calm and peaceful in his entire life. The feeling seemed to grow stronger as he approached the woman, who he could now more easily see as he approached. Touching down at a short distance and then continuing to walk, though stopping a bit aways to give the woman some space to react to him. No doubt she had to be somebody of influence here, based on her sole power that she possessed. He had felt nothing even close to this, even after squaring off with Akassa. If he was a pebble and Akassa was a boulder, she would be close to a mountain in comparison. It was ridiculous that this amount of power could be contained in one soul.
Could this be... A Kai? The living realm knew little of the gods, though the Kais had come down to Earth before in legend. Judging by the tale of Son Goku and Prince Vegeta being true, then it was likely those were also true. If so, then this woman... She was a god. Leke immediately fell to a knee, humbled by being in the presence of one so wise and powerful.
"Greetings, I am Leke Hattori, the Second Prince of the Saiyans," he would say, introducing himself, though having no doubt she already knew everything about him, just as the judge had moments before. He eagerly waited a response, wondering if this was no coincidence that he had arrived near this god.
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Shizukesa
Krillin
PL: 3,420,000 / Shibo: 1,684,000 / Chishiki: 1,432,000 / Nemui: 1,750,000 / Eregansu: 1,733,000
Posts: 62
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Post by Shizukesa on Aug 21, 2014 10:46:41 GMT -5
"Greetings, I am Leke Hattori, the Second Prince of the Saiyans," A voice said in a fashion that only wanted to bestow the greatest of respect. Shizukesa’s eyes studied him up and down for a moment. It was a shame that such a young kid was brought down by the hand of his very own sister. While Shizukesa did not every soul in the universe she did spend some of her time peering from planet to planet to see the great acts of kindness mortals were capable of. The appearance of the first super saiyan in a millennia was enough not only to turn her eyes to the mortal realm but that of many kais and deities. The universe was changing; the current crop of fighters that roamed the universe had more potential than the last three generations combined. Things were going to change and what lie in the future was unknown.
With a smile Shizukesa rose to her feet and walked over to the young Saiyan. She gently put her right hand on his shoulder. The boy needn’t be so stiff when he was around Shizukesa as she was one of the easiest going entities in the entire universe. “Sweet Leke there is no reason to be so stiff. I promise you that your fears are unfounded. I will not toss you from my sight.” Her voice was like that of sweet honey and the aura she gave off was nothing but warmth. She wondered if Leke had ever felt something quite like this in all his days when he was alive.
“I am sorry about your situation. How your life ended does not fit the peace that you tried to spread despite your race’s tendency towards war. Here you will enjoy that of paradise on a level that few could ever imagine. I want you to finally rest, to finally receive the peace that any soul deserves.” Shizukesa sweetly stated.
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Post by Leke Hattori on Aug 22, 2014 8:15:06 GMT -5
Leke tentatively watched Shizukesa's steps toward him, prepared to roll off to the side if she were to be a threat. Then again, this was Heaven, so what did he really have to fear? He did not flinch when she neared, the aura of peace flooding his mind, body, and soul as she closed in on him slowly. She was beautiful indeed, and it was only enlightened by this seemingly palpable sense of ease surrounding her. When she put a hand on his shoulder, all of his fears and worries and pain melted away and he was filled with a sort of paradise that he had never felt before. It was almost warm, in a way. Her voice sounded like sweet music to his ears, a honey stream that never ended. For a Saiyan, even as a baby, he had never felt anything even close to this level of... Love? Though he suspected it was not as personal, more like a mother loves a son, rather than a couple. She spoke of him like the judge did before, though in a kinder tone, how he could enjoy paradise in Heaven and take the burden off of his shoulders.
Leke was uneased. He still felt mortal, still felt as though his body was his own, and that he needed to do something. His mission was not fulfilled. If there was a way back, to finish what he started, he would all but sign a deal with the devil to get it done. "I'm sorry, but I don't think I can rest. Not yet. You know I'm a Saiyan, and even if I'm not like my father and siblings, I still enjoy training and fighting. I just... I don't do it for their reasons. I do it because I enjoy it; maybe that's my Saiyan blood. I also have to, though, because of my blood. They give me so many reasons to fight that I just don't know how to rest anymore. I need to do something, and I wish that could be going back and stopping my sister and trying to give Saiyans a better name in the universe. I know I could've if I had more time, to train and get stronger. I just wish..." His voice trailed off at the end, leaving it as an open-ended question of sorts, but not purposely. Instead, his mind was in thought, trying to think of what he could do, if anything, to get back, or what he would do for the rest of time in this afterlife. He would train, yes, but it wasn't likely there were many in Heaven that fought and were at least on-par with Leke. This place was so vast and this Kai was so strong that he couldn't really sense anything else. His mind was blocked by this overwhelming power next to him, however peaceful it was.
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Shizukesa
Krillin
PL: 3,420,000 / Shibo: 1,684,000 / Chishiki: 1,432,000 / Nemui: 1,750,000 / Eregansu: 1,733,000
Posts: 62
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Post by Shizukesa on Aug 24, 2014 22:57:38 GMT -5
When Shizukesa had seen the youngest Hattori she was happy because she had seen the life they led. It was not a peaceful one and Shizukesa had hoped to give Leke that chance that he always deserved. Though like his ancestors before him the young Saiyan’s thirst for combat was too strong and made it impossible or his mind to be at peace. Shizu looked him in the eye and with a smile closed her eyes before letting out a small exhale. The young Saiyan was driven by his need to fight but this feeling he had was not about pure violence. This drive to fight was about something greater. The young Hattori wanted to train in order to protect the universe against what he feared his sister might do. This was actually exhibited when he spoke up during the war council on New Vegeta when the plan for genocide appeared. As she opened her eyes a smile spread across her face.
“You Saiyans never know how to relax do you? Very well if you would like to train I can grant that request.” Shizukesa stated in a happy tone. She gently pressed her lips together and then slowly let out a low whistle that seemed to echo throughout the world. Instantly she felt the first of the four start to fly towards her. The boy spoke of wishing to return to the world of the living in order to try and spread a better name for Saiyans. While this was a noble cause it would not be enough for her to grant unto him a second life. It was a rare gift to be able to say you died and were able to return to the world of the living for a second time. But she would watch and see if the young boy was capable of living up to something that was beyond a normal life. “So young Saiyan if you like to train so much let me ask you this, how many times have you trained against someone who is unorthodox?” Shizukesa asked with a slight hint of untold information behind it.
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Post by Leke Hattori on Aug 24, 2014 23:20:44 GMT -5
Leke would look at Shizukesa questioningly, wondering if it was at all possible for her to grant what he had requested. She was, if he was correct, a god, and could probably do such a thing. The legends of the past, Goku and the rest, they did some crazy things. This wouldn't be too far out of question if she knew them. Unluckily for him, she smiled and told him that he could train, but she said nothing of his undertoned request. However, after whistling, presumably to summon somebody or something from far away, she posed to him aa question about fights he's had in the past. The way she studied him, the knowing look in her eyes, she probably knew so much about him that this was a trivial question, but all in the same, Leke would reply.
"Unorthodox? I'm not so sure what you mean, but I know... Knew... A Zeke NeCross, that was able to create some sort of shadowy substance and form either weapons or pretty much anything out of thin air. It was crazy but effective, and he was a great fighter, even without it. I haven't seen him in a while," he ended, though part of him thought, and I probably won't ever see him again. He didn't talk to him much, but he was a killer, even if it was "bad guys" from what the prince could tell. He wasn't judging him, but Leke thought it more likely that he would not end up in Heaven as he had, but again, he didn't know him much. Leke had also killed, though not as violently as he had seen Zeke do several times in their one "mission" they had together back on New Vegeta. They had infiltrated a mob-of-sorts base of operations and invaded it; the two of them took the leader head-on. With a struggle, the two prevailed, the shadow warrior showing off impressive power and skill in their fight. He saw him twice after, at the tournament and again at the war council, but had no real chance to actually speak with him. Last that Leke knew, he was on Namek searching for something.
"But I appreciate the opportunity to train and fight. I know it may seem odd, but... I enjoy it, even the pain of losing badly, broken bones and bloodied face - it still is worth it for the thrill of battle. Of course, winning is always better," he said with a grin that would be shortlived. He would sense the fast-approaching power and it would be instantly removed. Again, like with Shizukesa, it was not a malignant feeling, but it was a massive power, comparable to his half-sister. If this was the Kai's view of training, after what he had just gone through with Akassa, he would be in for a world of hurt in this training. He stared hard in the direction of the oncoming power, then glanced back at the beautiful Kai female, waiting to see if she would give any further information before the power arrived.
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Shizukesa
Krillin
PL: 3,420,000 / Shibo: 1,684,000 / Chishiki: 1,432,000 / Nemui: 1,750,000 / Eregansu: 1,733,000
Posts: 62
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Post by Shizukesa on Aug 25, 2014 23:37:57 GMT -5
The beautiful kaioshin listened to the young saiyan talk about how he had fought against Zeke NeCross and how he was able to summon items out of the air. In truth Shizukesa had cast her eye to the experimental saiyan at one point. She watched as he did not summons objects out of the thin air like that of a kaioshin but rather he would create things at a molecular level and then build them up. It was impressive although it was more a parlor trick that met science compared to that of the kaioshin. That was one of the few pet peeves the beautiful woman had: she hated cheap copies of techniques that more powerful beings had originally created. This was only exacerbated when science was involved. Her senses could pick up that the newest of the guests would appear very soon, in fact only seconds.
“I have seen what Zeke NeCross is capable of and while that could be considered unorthodox it is a good starting place to judge the following fighting style. As for training, if you really want to go that route I will but just remember at any given chance you may stop and we can find where you will get to enjoy paradise from.” Shizukesa said with a knowing smile.
Suddenly that was what felt like a large explosion that went off behind the female kaioshin. A small shockwave would rip through her body and then into Leke as a massive cloud of dust shot into the air and then covered the two. As the dust settled a being of gigantic proportions sat in the center of the impact crater. He stood well over 6’ 7” and had to weigh at least 400 pounds. He had a light yellow skin and a shaved bald head. The defining feature however was the turkey leg drum stick that was in his hand as he snacked away on it.
“You called Shizukesa?” The being asked through a full mouth of food.
“Leke Hattori, may I introduce you to your sparring opponent, Shibo of the Earth. Shibo, this is the youngest of the current crop of Hattori children. He would like to train and fight. I figured you would be the best person to spar with him at first.” Shizukesa spoke softly as she turned away from the young saiyan and walked towards Shibo. “Try to keep it within some reasonableness this time,” Shizu said as she gently tapped Shibo’s stomach before reassuming her place at the tree.
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Post by Leke Hattori on Sept 2, 2014 8:20:39 GMT -5
Leke could only leave his mouth gaping open in awe as the hulk of a man approached, his power level exceeding that of Akassa's, and frame of body exceeding that of the bulkiest Saiyans that he'd seen. Shibo of Earth, she called him - this man was human? Yet so powerful? He wondered how long in eternity he had to train and achieve this strength, yet Akassa had done almost the same in just two decades of training. Leke had no hope in this universe to ever get to their strength, but he had to try, right? Though, he didn't see why Shizukesa chose this beast as his sparring opponent. It would go just about as good as trying to fight Akassa did.
"Umm..." Leke said, looking between the few of them. The hulk was eating a giant turkey leg while the Kai explained that yes, indeed the two would spar, then told him to keep it "reasonable" this time. Leke, not normally one to fear but knowing well that it was a useful tool in fighting, gulped, and then posed the question, "Seriously? How am I supposed to get any better getting beaten to a pulp? I mean, I know us Saiyans recover from near-fatal injuries amazingly, but I don't really think that would be a good experience..." He knew that he had trained with Akassa before and she had lowered her power level - for these giant powers, lowering theirs to a more reasonable level should be within question, right?
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Shizukesa
Krillin
PL: 3,420,000 / Shibo: 1,684,000 / Chishiki: 1,432,000 / Nemui: 1,750,000 / Eregansu: 1,733,000
Posts: 62
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Post by Shizukesa on Sept 4, 2014 0:07:20 GMT -5
It was just starting to set in on the youngest Hattori that perhaps he was in more than he was bargained for. Shizukesa just simply smiled on as she watched her old friend tower over the young saiyan. Though he was called Shibo of Earth he was in fact not from the planet Earth as he was still one of the kais. Shizukesa had dubbed her four friends the four elements as each seemed to personify each one so well. Shibo had gotten his name because he was very firm in his movements. He was far from light on his feet and almost never left the ground. His unique fighting style only lent to that characterization.
“The reason why I want you to fight Shibo here is to show you that paradise is something you can enjoy in peace. You do not have to fight anymore.” Shizukesa called out to the young boy. “Shibo, try not to squash him too hard now.” The beautiful kai giggled.
Shibo looked the young man up and down several times before taking several large bites from his turkey leg. He was ready for this fight and he was ready to burn off some of the calories that he had been taking in for the entire. But then he thought to himself that he was going to have to replace those calories with something and he had already gone through all of his favorites earlier in the day. It was then that it hit him.
“I shall have ribs after this fight!” Shibo proclaimed as he threw his hands high in the air. It was in that moment that dozens of racks of ribs would begin to rain down on poor little Leke as they fell from the sky at roughly the equivalent of his base. While completely unintentional the racks of ribs would smash into the poor boy if he did not move. “And then I shall wash it down with root beer!” Shibo proclaimed. This time a ball of liquid would form in front of his outstretched hands. It would grow for a second before it launched forward at amazing speed for a soda. Shizukesa could not help but snicker. She did ask him if he fought anyone that was unorthodox.
(Note: For simplicity purposes assume all attacks are at roughly your power level unless stated otherwise. It will save me from writing it over and over again.)
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Post by Leke Hattori on Sept 26, 2014 22:27:15 GMT -5
Leke would give a light snort as Shizukesa offered him a way out. As if a Saiyan would ever pass up the chance for a fight, especially not one as motivated as Leke was to find a way to stop the church and his remaining family. He would turn his body and slide his back foot back as to assume a ready battle position, but it seemed as though the giant before him - she called him Shibo - had other plans. After taking a few chunks from the meat he was gobbling down, eying him closely.
He spontaneously thrust his arms to the air and bellowed out, "I shall have ribs after this fight!" Surprised by the sudden movement, Leke would look up to see what he was pointing at; what he saw was only perplexing. His battle instincts took over, though, and he immediately propelled himself at his full power backwards, performing a backwards somersault before finding himself up on one knee. Where he had once stood was a massive mound of ribs, which Shibo would probably eat while they fought. The man - if you could call him that - sure seemed to love his food.
What would happen next, he'd never expect. In his rush to dive backwards, he couldn't make out the words that Shibo exclaimed out to him after the mountain of ribs fell from the sky, but a moment after Leke had looked up from his somersault, he had to slam them shut again as a glob of some dark liquid was flying towards him, and he had little time to dodge. The impact of the root beer squashing into him wasn't as painful as it was surprising, and very, very cold. And wet. And... sticky.
Leke found himself tumbling backwards in a cold, wet, sticky heap. Luckily, his clothes didn't allow that much moisture through, so he wasn't swimming in it in his tights and armor. He could still feel it, though, and it felt... Gross. Annoyed and slightly angry, the prince stood up slowly and looked at Shibo biterly. He flared his aura around him, not only to surge his power, but to heat up his body a little bit and see if he couldn't evaporate some of that soda off of him.
"Seriously?" he muttered aloud at the giant. The Hattori's expression was, again, of annoyance and anger. He would then charge balls of ki in his hands, and stare down the giant. They would do pretty much nothing, that much he knew, but he didn't really have any other ideas at the moment. Despite the fact that Shibo had not thrown a single punch, Leke could sense his power enough to where he knew most anything he could do would be futile. It would seem that he would not lower his power down to closer to Leke's as Akassa had done before. This would get rough real quick if Shibo ever got serious.
Leke then gritted his teeth, slamming his hands together and forcing the two energy spheres into one larger one, that of which he would immediately fire off in a beam at Shibo. He would try to play his own game until he could figure out a way to play Shibo's. He would have to beat him at his own game eventually, as he had done to Akassa temporarily once before. His anger and surprise techniques allowed him to dole out some damage to his (albeit lower-powered) half-sister, getting close-combat hits on the brutal fighter. He just had to find a way here, that was all.
As if it could be that easy.
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Shizukesa
Krillin
PL: 3,420,000 / Shibo: 1,684,000 / Chishiki: 1,432,000 / Nemui: 1,750,000 / Eregansu: 1,733,000
Posts: 62
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Post by Shizukesa on Oct 1, 2014 19:02:05 GMT -5
The boy was so distracting all Shibo wanted to do was enjoy the idea of food and every moment of it. In fact much to everyone’s surprise he had been eating when Shizukesa had called for him. She had always been a friend to the massively rotund kaioshin since the very beginning. In fact she was one of the very few that had been kind to him. The Dai Kaioshin was much too busy running Heaven and keeping an eye on his sister in Hell to truly be a friend with anyone. Of course there were the select few which sort of included Shizukesa but Shibo was much too low on the totem pole to be considered. Then just like any being in the universe, for some strange reason, he was teased for his size from a young age. The teasing was notoriously bad from Shizukesa’s ‘little sister’ Eregansu. She was really just stuck up and did not enjoy being quipped back to. The only person Eregansu had ever sassed and lived to regret it, which Shibo knew of, was Shizu and that was a very long night for Eregansu after that. Shibo’s mind was brought back into the fight when he saw the young Hattori get pelted in the face with the root beer torrent. It made the rotund creature smile and briefly clapped happily to himself. He would however be interrupted as the little Saiyan launched a ki beam directly at him. The ki beam however would pass over the ribs first causing them to turn black and burn destroying the succulent creations. A tear would form in his eye as he witnessed the destruction of the honey soaked, smoked to perfection ribs. This was so heart breaking to the kai that he actually forgot about the beam that had been fired. This time Shibo did not snap out of the trance and instead got hit with the ki beam straight to the face. It pushed him backwards several yards and eventually flipped him onto his back. He laid there for a few moments as he tried to think of what had just happened and that was when the smell of the burning ribs reached his nose.
Like a ball Shibo rolled back up from lying on his back to his feet. As the kai rolled up the young saiyan would be able to see a look of pure anger on his face adorned with some soot from the attack. Though all of his attacks were at the level of the newest entrant to Heaven his body still remained at tough as ever. Bringing his hands together by his side a mass of creation began to form. This mass was in fact ice cream and it first began to swirl from a small ball and continued to grow.
“HOW DARE YOU DESTROY THOSE RIBS! THOSE WERE PERFECTLY SEASONED!” Shibo cried out in anger.
Shizukesa looked on as her dear friend lost his temper over the destroyed food. It was one thing that you did not mess with when it came to Shibo. As serious as Shibo was it was still comical to watch the giant fight. As she watched the mass of ice cream begin to form a small presence appeared next to the lead kaioshin.
“You didn’t have to come out yet. Shibo should be enough for the time being,” Shizukesa said with her sweet tone. Her eyes drifted to her right where she saw a very small kai standing there. He wore a bowl cut of hair, sported a large pair of glasses and held a tome in front of his chest.
“I know. But I was curious. It is not often that we get called out like this,” the small kai responded.
“True. Very true. I suppose you can watch for now Chishiki, you will be up next to test his resolve if fighting Shibo is not frustrating enough to convince him to stay.”
Charge 1- (Charge 1 starting from 88,798 pl)
(Sorry for the delay)
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Post by Leke Hattori on Oct 2, 2014 16:46:48 GMT -5
As the beam singed through the air, Leke could see that Shibo's mind wasn't even on the attack. Of course, Leke's attack would do little to faze him if he chose to take the hit, but he seemed to be head over heels about the ribs. Unfortunatey him, the beam would slice straight through that pile of ribs and burnt them to a crisp on its way to Shibo. It would slam into his face right after the giant's expression turned to anger, knocking back the unfocused afterlife fighter. Leke would take whatever he could, so that was a success in his book, but Shibo got up quickly, his face beet red and his anger very, very apparent.
The giant roared, and Leke knew he would be in trouble. Though he could sense another huge power had arrived, it was not malicious, so the Hattori prince put it aside in his mind. The more important factor here: Shibo was charging an attack, that seemed to be... Some sort of cream? Like, frozen ice cream? What in the world was up with this guy, that he had food attacks? So that was why the beautiful kai had asked him if he had faced any "unorthodox" fighters. This was certainly very out-there. Leke couldn't make food out of thin air, but he could use ki attacks. He figured they could pretty much have the same effect as his enemy's food attacks.
Leke quickly went into processing mode, his mind going into overdrive as Shibo stood his ground and charged his attack. Akassa had tried the same thing on him many months back, even before the tournament, in a training spar. He had tried to counter it by charging his own attack, but it ended up being futile. He'd then tried to use it on somebody a different time, he couldn't remember who, and they easily countered it by getting to him before he could fire off the attack accurately. There we go, Leke thought to himself, and he immediately blasted off forward. As soon as he would see Shibo move his arms forward to try and launch the attack, Leke would immediately fly out wide and try to avoid the ice cream ball or beam, and then fire off a few quick ki blasts at the hulk of a man. He couldn't get close to that giant without him probably squashing him like a bug. He'd have to resort to long-range attacks for now.
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Shizukesa
Krillin
PL: 3,420,000 / Shibo: 1,684,000 / Chishiki: 1,432,000 / Nemui: 1,750,000 / Eregansu: 1,733,000
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Post by Shizukesa on Oct 6, 2014 23:15:52 GMT -5
The smell of the burning ribs continued to fill the nostrils of the rotund kaioshin as the ball of ice cream continued to charge in his hands. He had thought of the perfect recipe for the ribs too. They would have been the perfect blend of sweetness with just enough of a kick to keep you interested in what the next bite was going to taste like. Couple this with a large glass of root beer to add that nice flavor difference and any person would have been ready to enjoy life and what was in store. Instead the young saiyan, despite his race’s tendency to over eat, chose to destroy his sweet creation. For that sick action Shibo was going to show him what was in store for the poor boy.
“To spurn the great creations that I have put my heart and soul into…you shall pay for that mistake…” Shibo growled as he watched the little Saiyan start charging forward at him. Despite the anger the kaioshin did have battle experience and had an idea of what was going to happen and that was why he already had an idea of what was going to happen. When Leke was close enough to the rotund heavenly being and as his arms began to move his eyes saw the boy dart to the side and ready himself to fire several blasts while continuing to move. While the idea would have worked if the attack had been a beam or a blast that was not what Shibo has in mind. He brought the ball of ice cream above his pushed it off of his hands and into the sky above him. Just as the blasts were about to hit Shibo the ball of ice cream would explode outwards in all directions. While stopping the majority of the blasts in its chilly goodness two managed to get through and strike the rotund kai. The blasts also made it impossible for the rotund kai to move out of the way of the downward part of the attack. Ice Cream AOE: Launched at 142,077 pl
A massive medieval shield would suddenly appear in front of Shizukesa and the small kaioshin Chishiki just as ice cream struck the area that they were residing. Shizukesa would turn her head to the small kai and with a smile stated, “Thank you for that Chishiki.” The small kai did not so much as turn and thank her. Instead the shield disappeared and once again permitted the two to continue witnessing the battle. As their eyes returned to the show at hand Shibo still covered in ice cream from the attack, only mere moments after it hit, already had his hand in the air.
“Sandwich Smackdown!” He would yell in the air. Suddenly a large piece of bread the size of two school buses in length dropped from the sky with the intention of crushing Leke underneath it. After the first piece of bread began to fall it was followed by a piece of lettuce, a tomato, several large pieces of turkey deli meat, three slices of different kinds of cheese, the top portion of bread, a tooth pick and an olive of all the same size as the first piece of bread. Even if Leke intended to run Shibo would simply drop the pieces of food where he thought the young saiyan was going to be. With his body freezing from his own attack and his frustration at its maximum level the kai did not want the little boy to get a chance to breathe.
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Post by Leke Hattori on Nov 6, 2014 18:44:08 GMT -5
Leke would be displeased, to say the least, when he found out that Shibo's attack was not a blast or a beam. Instead, he ripped the ball of ice cream forward and it exploded in 360 degrees, covering himself but also sending a wave of ice cream at the prince. There was no dodging this, the Hattori teenager would quickly figure out. Though he could sense its immense power, Leke could only just throw his arms forward and erect a ki barrier around himself as the rush of deliciousness approached. When it collided with the barrier, the initial wave would falter but the sheer force of the attack would overcome the strength of the shield and break it down, crashing into Leke and sending him in a sticky mess skidding backwards in pain. He got lucky, though, that the shield bared some of the pain of that attack. He wouldn't have wanted to take that head-on.
Leke barely had time to collect his bearings when Shibo roared out, "Sandwich Smackdown!" while raising his hands up into the sky. The prince immediately looked above the giant, then himself, fearing what could be coming at him now. A mansion-sized shadow overcame him and blocked out most of the light above Leke, leaving him with barely any vision, but the shadow was getting smaller by the moment. Leke, judging the name of the technique to mean the guy literally made a giant-freaking-sandwich, would burst his ki around himself in an aura to heat his body up to get the sticky ice cream to melt while creating two swords of ki around his hands. The fourteen-year-old then lifted himself into the sky, pointing the swords like a skewer above him, and concentrated all of his strength into his hands to keep the swords intact as he sliced through the sandwich, barely missing the massive spear of a toothpick on the way up, and finally surfacing above the sandwich. He soared into the sky and then dropped to a stand on top of the mountain of sandwich, looking around him.
It was literally a mountain of a sandwich. It was about seventy feet long in either direction, and just below him was a nice Leke-sized hole. Far away from him sat Shibo, still covered in ice cream and looking as angry as a bull. Leke, exhausted from using all of that ki, would show signs of weariness as much as he tried not to. He needed a moment to catch his breath, but another feeling came over him after all this fighting with food. His stomach growled. Leke laughed again at himself, thinking of how silly it was to be hungry at a time like this. Saiyans were known for their voracious appetites, but Leke had always been more tempered than most Saiyans in most aspects anyways. His stomach couldn't be full enough at times, though. Shibo was so far away, that Leke thought he would have at least a chance to grab a quick bite.
"Hold on!" The Hattori son yelled before he allowed his left sword to dissipate, leaving only the right. With it, he cut a patch out of the top bread slice and stuffed it in his mouth. This dude knows how to make a sandwich! he thought. Only in Heaven could you ever eat in the middle of a fight. He'd look at Shibo again, waiting to see if he would let him take a food break or if he would still be so angry as to fight. The guy was so unconventional that he didn't know what to expect.
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Shizukesa
Krillin
PL: 3,420,000 / Shibo: 1,684,000 / Chishiki: 1,432,000 / Nemui: 1,750,000 / Eregansu: 1,733,000
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Post by Shizukesa on Nov 12, 2014 22:28:30 GMT -5
Shibo stomps his foot in frustration as the boy cuts through his perfectly crafted sandwich, did he have no respect for presentation?! When his left sword disappears the Kai found himself lifting an eyebrow as the boy yelled out for him to hold on. Angry, but curious as to what he might do he does wait, eyes widening as he takes a moment to take a bite of the delicious bread. There was no time for snack breaks in this intense culinary onslaught!
While Leke had used his aura to blast away his ice cream coating Shibo had not even bothered to try and clean himself. After all, why would he? Licking his lips and a good part of his cheeks along with it the Kai throws his hands out to the side to prepare his next attack. This Saiyan boy wanted to slice and dice his precious food, well let him see how he might handle something a little denser than a sandwich and far more solid than freezing ice cream. This was only the tip of the menu when it came to the talented Kai’s arsenal of artistic foods. His treats could not suffer defeat.
Still off to the side Shizukesa watched with the more than interest than Leke might have realized. While his current opponent was ridiculous by most standards he was a true opponent, Shizu learning more about the young boy through his actions. Despite his recent death at the hands of his own sister he seemed to be holding up well, almost enjoying himself in this odd skirmish. As she had suspected from the beginning there was a kindness in the boy that ran deeper than most of his race. Yemma had been right to send him here.
“Pound Cake!” Exclaimed Shibo as his hands came clashing together in front of him from their previous outstretched positions. As he did two pound cakes the size of automobiles shimmered into existence at either side of the Saiyan. From the looks of them one could tell they were much denser than the sandwich had been, the Kai making them so in order to prevent them from being cut through as his beautiful sandwich had been. His intend was to crush the little boy between them.
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