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Post by Leke Hattori on Nov 12, 2014 23:29:22 GMT -5
"Well, that didn't last long," Leke muttered as Shibo licked off his face and drew his hands back to charge another attack. Leke planted his back foot to ready himself for what was coming next, as he had no time to prepare a counter-attack at the moment. He was completely helpless against this superior opponent, even with his odd attacks. Perhaps Shizukesa wanted him to feel like that? Didn't she know Saiyans never backed down from a challenge? As mild-tempered as Leke usually was, he still had full Saiyan blood and was fiery in battle. Never would he give up, as shown against Ninjin and Akassa several times, even when the latter was in a killing mood.
Leke's aura bursted around him as he prepared for what was coming, but he couldn't have imagined two massive slices of pound cake appearing beside him. They weren't nearly as large as the sandwich, which was already a mountain itself, but still sizeable. The slices then came towards him, just as the sandwich had done, and he briefly considered trying to slice through it, but thought against it. There's no way he would try a technique that would be stopped as easily as the sandwich had been. Instead, Leke would leap off the ground with all of his ki and try to fly out of the reach of the closing pound cakes. If he couldn't make it out in time, he would focus then on trying to blast a beam of energy through one slice, at least enough to give himself a cubby-hole in between the slices. From there, he'd try to think of what to do next.
Unorthodox didn't begin to describe this guy. Despite his massive power level, his attacks felt like they could be so much stronger and faster; not to mention that a few simple punches could probably knock Leke down a few pegs. He was toying with the prince, that much was clear to him. For what purpose though, remained to be discovered.
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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 17, 2014 0:28:21 GMT -5
Shizukesa watched as the two pieces of large cake began to collide together. Leke had commented that he was used to fighting unorthodox opponents but she was curious if he would say he was prepared for his little combat with Shibo. It was certainly always entertaining to watch the rotund kai engage in combat as you were never quite sure what you would see when Shibo began to engage. She remembered teaching Shibo originally to fight and all of the fond memories she had of the two in their younger years.
“When should I intervene?” The bookish Chishiki asks as his eyes are locked on the young Hattori trying with all his might to avoid the latest oddity that had beset him. Shizukesa could see that the small kai was starting to get anxious. It was not often that the boy got out from behind his books and stopped studying to partake in the world around him so she knew that he was ready to begin.
“Soon Chishiki. Just a few more minutes. Have you prepared the little test, the one I would like to try?” Shizukesa asked with a smile.
“Of course. Numbers recorded. Information gathered. Images prepared.”
“Good. Maybe then we can see if he lives by the resolve he hopes to emit.” Shizu reclined backwards a bit against the tree. It was almost time to have some true tests begin.
Shibo would disappear from view just as the cakes made contact with one another. The boy was proving to be attempt and dodging but it was time to see if he was as hungry as he claimed. Shibo would appear just as the young saiyan burst through his thousand pound chocolate pound cake. His eyes still burned with anger as he precious barbeque had been ruined and then the boy had the audacity to eat the sandwich that he had tried to crush him with. The boy needed to make up his mind, did he like Shibo’s food or not?!
“Bagutte Batons!” Shibo would yell out. Instantly two baguette would appear in both hands of the rotund kai as he brought them down at the head of Leke. Unlike his food before these begets would not break easily as they were infused with ki. These baguettes would be as strong as katchin and would rain down strikes like snow in a blizzard. The young saiyan was going to have to either commit to attacking the massive mammoth or he was going to have to try and run. Either way Shibo was going to make him pay for the destruction of his ribs.
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Post by Leke Hattori on Apr 11, 2015 2:15:23 GMT -5
As soon as the fourteen-year-old found himself above the cake, narrowly escaping being entrenched within the sugary deliciousness, he could see that Shibo had appeared above him. He had yelled about baguettes, and two massive loaves of bread appeared in his hands, each holding a considerable amount of ki in them. The Hattori didn't figure them likely to be very edible while they were weapons, so he brought his arms up in a cross as he approached Shibo. He would bring the fight to him.
"Have it your way!" Leke would roar out as he met the rotund kai's strike. The baguettes would slam into Leke's crossed arms as he brought himself within reach, but they would not send him backwards; instead, they held Leke to a halting stop, the sting of the weapons ringing his forearms but not getting past them.
Now at a stop, Leke would then try to contort his body around and sweep his right leg left into Shibo's side to get some distance and try to land a hit for once. Regardless of how effective that is, he then tries to scoot back some before launching a volley of ki blasts at the mountain of a kai in front of him. This was his first and only real opportunity to hit Shibo, and he wasn't about to waste it.
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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 Apr 24, 2015 19:10:16 GMT -5
Shibo was actually impressed through his anger at the Saiyan’s bravery to stand before the fuming kai. This was the little kid that had insulted his culinary creations only moments ago but not he did not shy away from fighting the rotund kai. And it was in that moment that he forgot where he was. The baguettes slammed into the young man’s arms sending him a few inches into the top of the icing that adorned the pounding cake. When he touched down on the cake Leke’s leg swept outwards catching him at the base of his feet. Shibo felt his body go up into the air and that moment of weightlessness occurred. He was actually in a bit of shock because it was very rare that he ever was forced off of his feet in a fight. When he crashed down into the cake it exploded in every direction. It took a moment for Shibo to realize where he was when he saw the Saiyan leap into the air. Although not much of tactician Shibo knew what the child was trying to do.
“Have some meatballs!” Shibo’s hands extended out in front of him and starting about a half a foot in front of his palms meatballs sprung outwards. He would match the young Saiyan meatball for every blast that soared through the air. Each would smash into each other sending chunks of meatballs flying every which way. It would actually cause a bit of smoke in the air as burned chunks of meat would emit outwards. This would give him enough of a cover to focus his energy for a second. “You can’t have meatballs without spaghetti!” Spaghetti would explode out of the remnants of the cake towards the young Saiyan in an effort to bind him in the air before crushing him under the weight of the pasta.
(I apologize about the delay)
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Post by Leke Hattori on Sept 6, 2015 23:28:34 GMT -5
As the balls of meat and ki blasts collided in the air, rattling off explosions and blowing clouds of smoke across the heavenly scenery, Leke gritted his teeth. Though he had one success - laying one blow on the giant Shibo by knocking his legs out from under him - he was still behind on the sticks, per se. He could barely scratch the otherwordly being who was clearly stronger than he was fighting Leke at. The teenager clenched his fists and flared his chakra around him, dispersing the dust around him in a blaze of gold and red. He could see Shibo simply focusing on Leke; the prince took a quick scan to see now that hundreds of giant strands of spaghetti were rising from the pastry beneath them.
"No time to dodge, damn," he muttered as he lifted a hand to the sky. Chances were that he could control the direction the spaghetti went anyways, and would easily catch him. His only chance was to brute force his way out of it. Gathering ki into his palm as best as he could, and combining it with the air around himself, he created a ki sphere of Blutz rays, very much alike the Moon. Indeed, instead of a defensive or offensive move, he created a Power Ball, and launched it into the sky just as the spaghetti enveloped his legs and eventually his torso. Barely able to move beyond struggling against the powerful strands of pasta, Leke still had confidence in his choice.
It took only a few moments for him to feel the changes coming on. Even with his limited exposure to them, it was enough to begin the transformation. Leke had had no way to dodge or stop the attack, so instead, he used the time to change into his Oozaru form, that which he mastered long ago with the help of his older brother Ninjin, the only other full-blooded Hattori. The pasta began to squeeze at him, however, it was at his former power, not his ever-increasing strength he was gaining from his transformation. His Saiyan features gave way to the monkey form, his size bulking up well beyond Shibo's own, making him now the much-smaller of the two. As he neared halfway through his transformation, the spaghetti would snap, unable to withstand his massive form now. Huffing and puffing through exertion and momentary lack of air, Leke would only give Shibo an intense stare as his transformation finished off.
"Gahaha, well now. Maybe this will be a little bit more fair, eh?" he snarkily announced, his normal personality giving way to a more aggressive and combative one, something Leke had never figured out how to change. He chalked it up to just a side-effect, one he had to deal with. Now, unless Shibo stepped it up, the teenage prince (of nothing, now) would have an advantage of power. Letting loose a wild roar, Leke would burst forth at his maximum speed, shoulder ahead, hoping to just charge at him with brute force. Until he knew what kind of fight this would be now that his strength had increased to over twice as much as he had before, he could only hope to try to just equal whatever Shibo threw at him.
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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 Sept 10, 2015 15:25:08 GMT -5
Shibo was left in awe as the small Saiyan prince began to transform before his very eyes. Gone was the small boy that had trained under his brother and sister’s tutelage and now stood a giant monkey. The rotund kai was not entire sure what he was going to do and how he was going to proceed. He could continue to throw his attacks at him but somehow, despite not being over matched in pure power, the size was leaving him with a blank. Before Shibo had a chance to speak Shizukesa stepped forward while clapping. “Thank you. I have never seen the legendary Oozaru form in person before and I must say the tales of it do not disappoint. To have control over such a thing is quite impressive. So impressive that Shibo will no longer be your opponent. Rather Chishiki here will be your new one,” Shizukesa responded. Shibo without so much as a question immediately leapt backwards to where Shizukesa had been standing. Quietly the small kai that had been standing beside the ravishing female made his way forward all the while hiding behind a massive tome that he held to his chest. He had one goal that he wished to show the young Saiyan but first he was going to match his power. Taking a deep breath his eyes would begin to glow and Leke Hattori would here a loud thud behind him. If he wanted to fight size for size Chishiki was only more than willing. (This is the creature that you appeared behind you. It is equal to your power level.)
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