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Post by Deleted on Dec 31, 2013 9:17:17 GMT -5
A universe ago, Master Masamune and his adventuring party were liberators and heroes. Each one was a legend in their own right; Kosho reclaimed the Order of the Kensaru from his deranged uncle, reformed his father’s Kikoukenjutsu School, and even became Guardian of his home world. Upon taking the mantle, he had become one with the planet’s life stream; one with the saiyans. Some things never fade… Asleep in his bed beside his lover and wife, Mistress of Daggers or affectionately known to him as Nook, laid silent in his arms; the depiction of grace and beauty. Then what could only be referred to as a “ping” echoed through his slumbering mind. Sitting up in a sleepy haze, he opened and closed his dry mouth as he sat there, eyes slowly closing once more. Subconsciously he searched for the source of his awakening. His eyes shot open as he felt the sudden fall of the King’s power signature. It was weak; weaker than he’d ever allow it to fall. Reaching deeper he could sense evil within the vicinity. Was it a coup, or an assassination? The Blade Hermit did not know but was keen on finding out. Though he vowed no loyalty to the king, he was still a saiyan and, even a universe apart, Masamune was their guardian. He did not even think twice about who could’ve toppled Tsuyo; especially seeing as he was the strongest saiyan alive. “What is it love?”She rolled over; sleep still washing over her in gentle waves. The covers were pulled high, protecting her naked form from the cold. Also nude but with far little shame, Kosho leapt from the bed; his love catching eye of his tight posterior just before he brought his hands to his chest. An instant later he was adorned in his usual attire. “There’s a disturbance in the force!”He bellowed eccentrically before bending down to deliver one last kiss upon his sleepy lover’s lips. Opening her eyes, she only found his afterimage, still bent over and puckered. Smiling she rolled her with a content sigh. A moment later he would appear at the door to the guest room; where Master Masamune insisted Zeke stay during training. “Ezekial! Get dressed, grab your blade and meet me at King’s Palace. NOW!”In a sleepy stupor it would no doubt take the student to realize that Kosho had already left, leaving only the three dimensional afterimage. Different than the two dimensional zanzoken he left with his wife, this one was a result of Zanzo Majutsu, Afterimage Sorcery. Empowering the image with magic he gave it the limited ability to act freely; though it was still intangible and slowly fading. Meanwhile, halfway across New Vegeta, at the steps of King's Palace…Utilizing all his power, Kosho thundered through the skies of the city before landing with quite a thump. A cloud of dust filled the air in the wake of the crater created by his descent. Walking out of the dust in familiar warrior fashion, with swords drawn, he found a massacre awaiting him. A small army of cloaked creatures were slaughtering the Royal Guard, as well as any “cavalry” which came to the castle’s aid. “Mother of Kai.”He said as the closest assailants turned their attention to him. Their motions weren’t fluid but rather mechanical, befitting the fact that their power levels could not be read. Androids, he thought to himself. Who could have sic a small armada of mechanized assassins? Though it did now made sense why he had not seen it coming. As they approached, their unblinking sinister red eyes peering from the hoods of their cloaks, he gripped his sword. Not knowing their power levels (30,000 each) made him unwilling to directly attack. At least not without some back up. He hoped Zeke would arrive soon; perhaps he’d have some insight on the machines threatening the saiyan hierarchy? SAGA LOCK Zeke NeCross - 28,310 / 84,930
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Jan 1, 2014 17:20:19 GMT -5
It was just a faint sound in the distance, followed by a small tremor. Most at the Crater Pit Pub wouldn't even notice with all the noise and liquor involved. However, the Android turned waitress, Twenty-One sparked up quickly, her eyes frantically glowing in flashes as she seemed to process data. Jaxine walked into the building, wiping someones blood from her cheek... another person who wanted to grab at her.
"Hey Twen, what's up? You look stiff. Almost like a robot or something." Jax' comment obviously a pun, she really didn't even care about the "machine". To her, Twenty-One was just a nuisance.
The Android went on to reply anyway. "There has been a sudden tremor in the ground. Power levels are diminishing in groups, including one very large one, identified as Tsuyo Hattori. It seems other powers are increasing at alarming rates, including members of the Royal family and members of the Church of One. I have further information on these signatures-"
Jax freaked out. "Wait- WHAT!? WE'RE UNDER ATTACK!?"
The words caused the entire group of people to stop what they were doing. Then there was more explosions, some people with scouters or the ability to sense energy could see what Twenty-One could see. A group of men took off out the door; guards off duty. They would go aid the fight. Kazu had heard what Jax said and signaled Twenty-One over.
"Alright Twen, I want you to go out there and do some recon. Feed anything you find back to Walters downstairs. Jaxine, you go too. I know you arent a fan of the royal family, but hey, you'll get to break stuff and get away with it, right?" Kazu signaled them to the door, holoring that he was closed to everyone. There weren't many who planned to stay anyway.
Twenty-One blasted off out the door. Jaxine turned to Kazu. "Where the hell is Zeke?" she asked.
Kazu signaled her to get out. "Don't worry about him, just go!" he yelled. She shrugged and blasted off to catch up with the Android.
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Smoke filled the sky where the space port was, sirens whining and blasts were frantically going back and forth below in different colors. A group of guards had managed to survive the first wave and took cover behind some ship wreckage. Their backs were covered by a wall, so they had a good place to bunker down for now. The androids were relentless though, they had no sense of self-preservation. It made them easy pickings, sure, but there were too many and they didn't let up on the blasting for a moment.
One guard was frantically attempting to contact anyone for reinforcements. He was getting no response over the scouter. A blast hit nearby as one of his fellow guardsmen slammed off the wall and landed near him dead. He rushed to the man, saying his name and trying to get a sign of life, but to no avail. The androids were closing in and they were outnumbered heavily.
They came to terms... they were screwed.
Then there was a blinding flash of light, and a loud metallic clang stung their ears. Debris launched in all directions as the ground shook. Whatever that was, it had just hit the Android closest to their location. The guard looked up to see a brown haired man in a sleeveless black coat with an unusually long, curved weapon in his left hand. He was facing the guards.
"A group like this one needs assistance in the south-west end. Go there, all of you." he told them. Then as the Androids recovered from the shockwave, the man spun around fast, drawing the blade out and releasing a crescent shaped wave of energy at the attackers. Caught off guard, the group was annihilated by the attack and gave the Guards the chance to take off to the south west.
Another Android floated overhead. He looked down on the man. "Target identified. Ezekiel NeCross, Saiyan. Priority target. Target is extremely dangerous. Utmost caution when target uses black energy or a bladed weapon to attack. All units, lock onto target energy source and eliminate at once-"
The android didn't get to finish the last word as a woman collided with the Android and slammed it to the ground. It as Jaxine, followed by Twenty-One. These two could handle this section easy enough. Zeke looked in Twenty-One's direction.
"Twen, I want to know who's coordinating the attack on the Hangar." he told her. She floated there for a moment. "Scanning immediate area... large energy level detected north of here. Identifying energy source..."
Zeke shook his head. "Don't worry about that. Just help Jax out here." He said the words before blasting off to the north in search of the larger energy. Possibly just a cluster of enemies as well, he needed to eliminate it before more people died.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 3, 2014 11:11:47 GMT -5
A series of explosions in the distance drew his ire away from the approaching armada of cloaked androids. It originated from the space port sector. Raising a brow he returned his gaze to the red eyed menaces.
“Eliminating both the means of escape and reinforcements; this isn’t just an attack, its an extermination.”
He growled under his breath as his eyes narrowed. Dropping a hand to the hilt of the mystical Brave Sword, the Master’s nostrils flared.
“We are United.”
Came the unified chorus of mechanized voices from the entirety of the robotic force. It was eerie, creepy even, given the lack of emotion in their voice combined with unblinking crimson eyes.
“Let me guess… We are many, we are one, we are Legion?”
He retorted sarcastically, though his usually fun humor was now laced with a venomous layer of malice.
“We are United.”
They declared, his humor escaping them, before leaping at the legendary bladesmith. Unsheathing the blade he moved in graceful arcs as he bobbed in weaved between those who reached him first. From their speed and strength, garnered by the few punches that they landed as he moved, he gained that they must be around 30,000 power level each. Not good, he thought, not good at all.
At the end of those few seconds, limbs, torsos and heads of various androids laid all around him. With a smile he replied to them. Meanwhile, his old armor seemed to absorb the brunt of their attacks.
“Really? You look divided to me.”
To his chagrin, the dismembered parts began moving. Amazingly, the androids began to rebuild themselves. Holding out a palm, he was about to blast them past the point of repair when a horde overran him, forcing the sword master away from their recovering allies.
“Sonuvabitch!”
Holding the palm out, he unleashed the mastered God Breaker energy wave. The radiant golden beam parted the pack, though it incinerates few, as they quickly moved away from the epicenter of their destruction. They had been programmed with previous knowledge of the Moon’s strongest warriors, he pondered. Surely, with his popularity stemming from the tournament, they would be prepared for Zeke as well. After all, the Blade Hermit was a recluse, and yet they had found a way to learn his ways.
He would need help. Though he supposed he could unleash his full power, he feared the damage the resulting battle would cause to the city. Hopefully Zeke would arrive soon…
Then Muramasa and Masamune could divide and conquer.
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Jan 3, 2014 17:08:51 GMT -5
It seemed that Zeke had managed to arrive to the Space Port itself before his master, as he had woken up earlier to work part of the night at the Pub. It had been on his way to the Industrial Park when he heard the explosion, and changed course immediately. Masamune's speed and rush were likely the reasons why he hadn't noticed that the bed at the Dojo had been made and empty when he entered.
Twenty-one followed Zeke, even though he'd instructed her not to. She turned her blue eyes to Zeke, flickering as her mind processed data. "I must apologize, I did not clarify that the energy I detected was an ally. However, my scans detect a different series of Android are present. They are superior to the ones you have dealt with thus far, identical in design to my own hardware. Proceed with caution."
Zeke turned and nodded. "I asked you not to clarify, remember? That was my mistake. Thanks for the update, go make sure Jax doesn't get herself killed." He told her.
She tilted her head. "Zeke, the probability of Jaxine being killed is quite low, a percentage of-"
"-Yeah, I meant make sure she doesn't bring the entire complex down on us." He said, sighing on the first word.
She nodded. "Yes, Zeke." She nodded to Kosho as well and took off from the way she came. It seemed the Android was getting a little too attached to Zeke, looking for any reason to come back to his side. It actually annoyed him a little that she had to be told what to do most of the time. Ideal for the Church of One though.
It was shortly after when Zeke would arrive to the side of Kosho. "Master Masamune. I'm glad to see both you and Master Montailya have both made it." he said, referring to the man's tail. Zeke wasn't much for humor, but he'd always gotten a little more exited than normal in battle. Better yet, he could really cut loose and not hold back against these Androids, as destroying them was technically not 'killing'.
Zeke turned back to Masamune. He seen the hooded group of machines were regrouping and likely coordinating their next moves. Likely a wireless link between them, just like Telepathy. However, he knew about their Virtual Intelligence, a limited form of Artificial Intelligence. They were only as smart as they were programmed to be. What if they could jam the link, or confuse the programming? Then they would be fish in a barrel.
Maybe Twenty-One should have stuck around, she would have known how to do those things. But for now, he spoke to his master again.
"I was just informed that these ones are actually stronger than the ones I have encountered up until now. We can not allow them to get to the guards or the dock workers. They won't stand a chance. Also, I'd like to figure out why exactly they targeted the Space Port... to prevent evacuation, possibly?"
He asked so they could get an idea of what they wanted and where else in the Port they would target next. He hadn't realized that the Blade Hermit had already begun to consider these things as well. He could send the two women to defend such an area, but he would have to deliver the massage verbally, as Twenty-One couldn't pick up Zeke's thought waves, and Jaxine's mind was... well... just no.
H had to drop the idea for now. It may even be best for them to stay away from these stronger variants anyway. Muramasa in his left hand, Zeke prepared for whatever came their way.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 5, 2014 23:45:23 GMT -5
"Master Masamune. I'm glad to see both you and Master Montailya have both made it."
Zeke arrived from the direction of the spaceport in good humor. Kosho smiled briefly; he was happy to see his pupil in good spirits. The boy was always so high strong; all dark and broody. Perhaps battle brought out him out of his shell? The master swordsman could hardly blame him, as fighting was one of his favorite activities.
“Ezekial! You weren’t in your room where you? Bah, Nook always tells me I should slow down and ‘pay attention’ sometimes... Well, maybe next time.”
So that creek was him. The boy was so fond of that bar; it made Zeke remind him of himself. Oh how he use to frequent such establishments. Before he became sober, though he still carried a flask reinforced with a strange black steel reminiscent the masterwork Masamune blade. It was his constant reminder of what he was and, more importantly, what he became.
"I was just informed that these ones are actually stronger than the ones I have encountered up until now. We can not allow them to get to the guards or the dock workers. They won't stand a chance. Also, I'd like to figure out why exactly they targeted the Space Port... to prevent evacuation, possibly?"
The boy queried as he readied the demonic blade of which he held so dear. He was astute; the Master of Blades had high hopes for him. Red eyes surrounded them on all sides now, as the recently dismembered androids were now whole once more.
“It appears that they wish to destroy the entirety of our civilization in one fell swoop, Ezekial-san. They are working their way from the top down, attacking the strongest saiyans first, while simultaneously cutting off our best means of both escape and reinforcements. And I am sorry to tell you my student, but we are too late to save the guards…”
He admitted solemnly as he dipped his blade in the direction of the side of the steps which lead to the front gates of King’s Castle. Dead saiyans lie in motionless heaps. It made the Blade Hermit’s grip tighten around the hilt of his mystical sword. Bringing his free hand to his ear, he clicked a small unseen button on the side of his trademark angled shades. The high tech scouter shades came to life around his eyes. The bladesmith could not think of why he did not activate it sooner.
“They are all roughly thirty thousand in power level. Also, they seem to repair themselves so be thorough. Keep an eye out too; you never know how many more of these guys are out there. Alright, you take the horde on the left and I’ll take the ones in front of us and to the right. Ready to have some fuuu—umph!”
A beam of golden ki struck Master Masamune in the chest and sent him flying back into, and through, a nearby building. Throwing off debris, he immediately leapt out to find himself staring at an eerie visage of himself.
“Well, hello handsome! Ezekail handle the androids, I’ll take care of good looking!”
He declared just before the dead eyed duplicate of him instantly crossed the distance between the two and punching the true Kosho back through the building. The saiyan was astonished when his scouter read the copy’s power level as equal to its inspiration; 80,000 power level.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 6, 2014 0:19:38 GMT -5
Seishin watched from a distance as the androids began to do their work on the inhabitants of New Vegeta. The Spaceport had been taken out; New vegeta was on the verge of destruction. Seishin’s dreams had finally come into fruition. He watched as Saiyan citizen after Saiyan citizen fell, their blood soaking into the ground. Seishin knew that the king was being taken out right at this moment and his comrads were taking out the rest of the family in the palace. It was up to him to seek out other string fighters outside the palace and eliminate them. Looking off into the distance he can see two figures that feel stronger than the rest of the monkeys.
“Well let’s see what’s over there, I wonder how long they will last.” Seishin said flying over to the location of the soon to be dead Saiyans.
Upon his arrival he would see a golden ki beam slam into one of the two. Sending him flying through a building. Seishin smiled as he focused his attention on the other warrior fighting off Androids. No matter how many he killed there as going to be no end to those androids. As far as he could see the androids so far seemed to be no match for the fighter. Seishin pulled the Diabo off of his back. The Diabo began to radiate with white ki, thois was his only weapon, but he knew it was going to be enough to take out the Saiyan scum.
Landing in front of the male fighter “It is useless fighting, your entire world is going to crumble around you. But if you truly wish to fight a losing battle, I will make your death quick.” Seishin would say as he charged the warrior swinging his Diabo at the warriors head.
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Jan 6, 2014 11:12:42 GMT -5
Zeke was surrounded by the Androids all of a sudden. Kosho was here to aid him, then suddenly another who looked just like him attacked out of nowhere! What kind of sorcery was this? Zeke also had his Heavy Weights on still. He released a blast of his black aura, his eyes turning to a green color, his eye sockets darkening.
His power level would read around 42,000 at this point just before one of the androids came at him from the side. Zeke dodged a strike by dropping downward, then rose up and slammed his fist into the machines abdomen. He then activated his Telekinetic powers and threw him into another who tried to come from behind. The collision was followed by a potent energy blast.
The gaps filled in. Zeke had damaged one Android beyond repair, but the other two seemed to pull themselves back together. This would take a while... he would have to find the source of these androids and destroy it, or find a way to wipe them all out at once. The king should have expected some kind of faction to use machines as an attack force. Maybe he had? If there was some kind of way he could set off a large Electro-Magnetic Pulse wave, it could fry them all. But it would need to be strong enough to penetrate their shielding. Twenty-One had informed him much about Androids and what he could expect... but these ones she said were "similar" to her design, not the same.
However, his thoughts would have to wait when a bald, bearded man with a large, two sided club-like pole weapon landed in front of him, spewing the same nonsense as that Father Weiss guy did. Zeke said nothing as the man charged him with an attack aimed for his head. Like lightning, Zeke half-drew the seven-foot Muramasa, the handle coming u beside his head. The club would clash with it, causing the blade to clang. It glowed white with magical energy, letting off a faint metallic ringing sound at all times, as usual.
"You believe your faith makes you strong... that is quite possible. But don't even realize that your over-confidence is making you weak."
Zeke powered down his overdrive a little, keeping it just below the androids levels some. He would be a while, as he already thought, and would need to stretch out his energy accordingly. But a surprise attack could still be dealt with, he was sure he could power up enough to counter it.
He shoved the man's weapon aside, stepping back to draw out his blade and slash the man in all one motion. Zeke didn't consider himself 'the greatest' in anything, really. the one thing he did pride himself on was is incredibly fast sword-draw. Kazu asked how he could draw a seven-foot blade when Zeke's arms didn't allow for that kind of reach. He had done it so fast, so many times that nobody really knew how it was done.
Well, his father knew. And maybe Kosho did, though Zeke liked the idea of the mystery.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 6, 2014 23:01:37 GMT -5
Seishin was not surprised to see the male fighter half draw his blade, successfully blocking his attempted strike at his head. The two weapons slammed into each other sending out a metallic ringing noise. Seishin’s weapon was easily pushed aside by the warrior, but he knew what was going to happen next. Almost as fast as the warrior drew his blade and slashed. Seishin was able to being the Diabo back and just stop the blade from cutting into his skin. Pushing back off the blade Seishin would land several feet away from the fighter. He had to admit he was a little surprised the warrior could draw and strike that fast with a blade that size.
“You know nothing of the world scum, you know nothing of what goes on. The time for your kind has come and there is nothing you can do to stop its annihilation.”
Seishin said slamming one end of the Diabo into the ground, making sure one hand was always touching the Diabo. Seishin would quickly bow his head and say “The one true god, I need you to take control of my life, I need your strength to overcome theseSaiyan scum that are polluting the galaxy with their filth. I want to be strong, I want to rid the galaxy of these Saiyans once and for all.” When the prayer was complete the DIabo would begin to glow brighter and brighter.
“Like I said scum you know nothing and you will always no nothing.” Lifting the DIabo out of the ground, he would slam in back down. A bright white energy would be released in a bubble that would expand rushing through Seishin and even through the warrior. No harm would come of this, but the warrior would be able to tell that Seishin’s power increased three fold. Seishin looked back at the warrior and smiled, he knew that this warriors time was coming to an end. He was glad that he would be the one to take his life, along with the rest of his ilk. “You time has come Saiyan, I suggest you concede, unless you really want to throw your life away for your pathetic race.”
Charging forward, this time faster than the last Seishin would swing his weapon in many directions trying to break through his defenses. Seishin was done playing around with this one, he had better things to do and needed to be rid of this fighter quick. There were others on this planet that needed his attention more than this pawn.
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Jan 8, 2014 17:23:02 GMT -5
The magic the man possessed... it didn't seem to be like his own. Zeke could not call upon such a mass of it without draining his own energy substantially, like he did with repairing that bridge on Omega during one of the UCOO's attacks. He simply said a prayer and the power came to him. Zeke knew better, this man's power wasn't his own... it had a source. This... Aon they called it. So called 'God'. Zeke became more interested in this entity.
The man's power increased dramatically, double Zeke's own. With his weights on, his power was halved and the glowing club-stick was more than enough to smash into Zeke and throw him towards a group of Androids, even after Zeke managed to parry a couple of the strikes. He opened his eyes, laying flat on his back and looked up to see several shadows looking down on him with red eyes.
"Damnit."
"We are united." He jumped up as they moved in to grab at Zeke. Before they got too close, another Saiyan would appear behind the bald man. She an up behind him, attempting to leap frog over him and land in a roll before football charging the group of Androids. It was Jaxine, and Zeke was glad to see her. Now she could keep the machines buissy while Zeke took care of the bald man.
Jax was ripping her way through the androids easier than he'd expected, but she didn't seem to notice them repairing themselves. She was too busy screaming at them, saying what their scrap parts would be recycled into, like dishwashers or toasters.
Zeke came charging out of the pack of black cloaks, powering up to his full potential of 42,500. He was ready to take this guy on serious, prepared to hit him with everything he had. And that was the thing... fighting Akassa, Ninjin and Conrei, for example, he had to hold back his lethality.
But now, he could cut loose.
"I will not just roll over and die at your request! There is something I can do. Something we can all do, just like that woman back there is doing. We can... and we will fight you!"
He charged the man again with his sword drawn. Another obvious and predictable attack. The man hopefully wouldn't expect Zeke to be completely focused on dodging the initial strike and go straight for a punch to the face. A good Saiyan greeting punch to the face. If that landed, he would lash out a hand to give him a Tekikinetic push back before he prepared for his next attack...
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Post by Deleted on Jan 8, 2014 22:06:44 GMT -5
A smile came across Seishin’s face as the club broke through the man’s defenses throwing him away into a group of androids. The power Seishin had received from the one true god was more than the man could handle. He watched as the androids quickly surrounded the warrior, his time was done. If he had only listened to Seishin warning, this life would have been over quickly. Instead of a painful death by the androids. Before Seishin could enjoy in the death of the warrior, he saw a blur jump over his head and begin ripping through the androids. She had gotten around him with ease, but it didn’t matter. Once he was done with the male fighter he would easily dispatch the female one that was now fighting off the androids.
“It matters not how many of your kind come to your aid. Each one of you will feel Aon’s wrath. Your kind has been allowed to live in the galaxy for too long, the winds of change are coming and there is nothing you can do to stop them.”
Suddenly the male Saiyan came charging out of the group of androids. Seishin watched as the male got closer and closer with his sword drawn. Once the man got in range Seishin would swing the DIabo, but to his surprise he would miss and take a punch square in the face. The punch would make Seishin stumbles back but not knock him over. Instantly he would focus back onto the male fighter who seemed to have pushed back from Seishin.
“You can fight all you want, but it is useless. Aon will see your race erased from the galaxy and no matter how much fighting you do. There is nothing you can do to stop it, you are too weak.”
Lifting the Diabo in the air, Seishin would begin to spin it around faster and faster. Once he was satisfied he would throw the Diabo at the male fighter, he wasn’t counting on it to hit, but if it did it was a bonus. Once the Diabo got out of his hand he would charge behind it and weather it hit or not he would still throw a volley of punches at the man. Each punch would be aimed at a different part of the man’s body, trying to cause as much damage as he could, while still keeping an eye on that blade the mane was carrying.
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Jaxine Caulie
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Dojo Blademaster
Bitch, your moma bought you Megablocks instead of Legos.
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Jan 9, 2014 22:07:25 GMT -5
The man was a broken record. It was just the same thing over and over again... he was getting annoyed with this. The man retaliated by throwing his weapon at Zeke with a high spinning speed, causing him to have to defend. He turned the edge of the blade out pointing down, holding it in two hands and was using his arms to guard just as one of the club ends slammed into him.
The force was far more than he had anticipated. He was sent flying again, into the side of a maintenance shop wall. He jumped up as the Monk cane through the wall with a furry of strikes. Zeke turned the blade to the flat side, reinforcing it with his hands and arms to block the strikes as they came... but they were so fast, so powerful. Zeke was having a hard time keeping up and was being pushed back with every blow. The man clearly was trying to wear him out.
"Now you're underestimating you're opponent. Another big mistake... you're stronger, but are you smarter? More skilled? Stop repeating yourself to me, your words are worth less than the dirt on my boots!"
The blows started getting by. They hurt, and only made his reaction time slower and slower, taking more hits. Then he took a chance. He would try to leave an opening, and dodge the strike just barely so he was still close to the man. Then, he would latch onto his upper arm and pivot his own body to heave the man up and over, slamming him into the ground with Zeke's own punch coming down on him directly aimed for the diaphragm under the ribs to knock the air from his lungs.
This fight had only begun. Zeke had yet to show off any of his magic tricks...
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Post by Deleted on Jan 11, 2014 16:31:51 GMT -5
The Diabo found its target, slamming one end right into the male fighter. Seishin watched as the man was sent flying back through a maintenance shop, but his attack was not done yet. Not surprised to see the man standing back on his feet, the flurry of blows would commence. The man was able to block some, but Seishin could tell that his defenses were weakening. Soon enough they were getting by, Seishin watched as hit after hit connected with the man, causing his reaction time to slow. Seishin heard what the man had to say, but choose to ignore it. His words meant nothing, he could talk as much as he wanted.
Seishin noticed an opportunity to strike a blow, but would be caught off guard as the attack was barely dodged. Then the man would latch onto Seishin’s arm and pivot. The moment he saw the man pivot his body, he knew what he was trying to accomplish. He has seen this maneuver many times before, the saiyan fighter was going to have to be smarter than this in order to come out on top. Using his strength Seishin would plant his feet into the gorund. As the fighter tried to lift him over Seishin would only budge. Seishin could only but smile at the fighter’s ignorance, he thought he got the better on him. He was sorely mistaken at who he was fighting against.
“How is this for smarter?”
Seishin would say before bringing back his left arm, since the right one was still being held. Seishin would attempt to slam his fist into the ribs of the Saiyan. Weakening him enough to attempt to toss the Saiyan aside like the trash like he was. If this was all successful, he would go retrieve his Diabo and just smile at the man.
(OOC: Just a note that with your weights on you are below 80% of my max and only a little bit above 65% of my max.)
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Jan 12, 2014 0:23:13 GMT -5
Zeke's attempt had failed, him being smashed asside and into another wall. This one had been reinforced enough to frevent him from being put through, but it hurt just as much. He began to pick himself up as the man walked by, seeming to be going for his weapon, making a comment to piss him off.
Zeke's eyes narrowed... not on the Monk, but on the club!
"I... am smarter." He muttered, just enough for himself to hear before throwing out his hand. He aimed to use his Telekinesis to pull the club pole weapon directly at the man just as he went to acquire it. Hopefully it would be enough to catch the man off guard.
He would then jump up, wiping some blood from his lip as he charged in with his blade in hand. However in his other hand, he charged up a small mass of black magical energy. The man would either be occupied with being attacked by his own weapon, or simply assume this as another head on attack. Either way, he would fire a couple blasts of the black energy before to stir up dust than to damage, though he aimed to make it seem more like he was trying to hurt the man. Make him think Zeke had weakened alot so he would once again underestimate him.
With enough dust stirred up, Zeke's plan was to cause the ground under him to shift upward like a pillar, launching him into the air over the Monk. Then, he would take the sword in two hands and drop down, releasing the Hell's End.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 14, 2014 21:38:26 GMT -5
Seishin’s fist connected with the man’s ribs, then he watched as the man was thrown into a nearby wall. Making his way to the Diabo, something interesting would happen. Like the club had a life of its own it would fly from the ground at Seishin. With a quick duck the Diabo would fly over him, and his attention was brought back to the Man. To Sieshin’s surprise the man was back to his feet, and it looked like he was trying to charge him again, another futile effort. He waited for the man to get close enough, but before Sieshin could do anything the man sent blasts at him.
Preparing to dodge them, they wouldn’t hit him. Instead they would hit around him creating dust around him, concealing where the man was. Seishin knew that he would only have a few seconds before the man would attack. Little did he know the man was in the air at this current moment and was making his decent toward Seishin. As the dust began to clear, Seishin looked up to see the man coming down at him fast, with his blade drawn. Without thinking Seishin jumped back just barely dodging the attack form the man. The blade would drop just barely missing Seishin.
“Impressive, but not good enough, Aon watches over me and protects me. There is nothing you can do that will harm me.”
With that said Seishin would throw a left haymaker at the mans head, with his blade in the ground Seishin figured he wouldn’t have time to dodge the attack. If somehow he did Seishin would follow up with another strike at the mans ribs, generating enough force behind the punch to possibly break a rib or two. Seishin was done playing around with him, it was time for the fighter to be taken out. Once again a flurry of blows would begin to rain down on the warrior, weather or not the first swings hit or missed. Seishin would keep up the pressure on the combatant, making sure to do as much damage as possible.
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Jan 15, 2014 16:14:08 GMT -5
This monk was stronger for sure. However, Zeke had a small advantage... he was a faster learned than most Saiyans (Racial Trait). He had been attacked by the monk who hasn't just been doing damage, but has also unsuspectingly been showing Zeke his fighting style, his speed, and his tactics.
The man liked to come in with punches alot if he didn't have his club. It seemed the weapon was thrown more than swung, witch Zeke could slow down with his Telekinesis and block without damage next time. He was fast enough to dodge Zeke's attacks, even after a distraction. However, Zeke knew his last attack was just a hair away from making contact.
Drawing his blade from the ground would prove to be no issue. He did not need the monk to know this yet... Zeke stayed there for a moment, reading what the man was going to do next as he spoke. If he had attacked straight away instead of talking first, this may not have happened; Zeke figured it would be a head on charge of brute force, so he charged up some of his magical black energy and prepared his next trick.
The haymaker came at him. The man was too fast to dodge... so obviously he had to be slown down! The ground beneath them could be manipulated to Zeke's will. and this would help the situation. A chunk of the metal flooring under them would shoot up between the two, still melded to the floor seconds before he even threw the punch and too large for the monk to take aim again. It was coming through the metal pillar for sure... the kinetic force of his punch would partly be taken by the metal to both slow him down and lower the strength of each punch, not to mention do a little damage to his hands in the process.
The man was probly going to see this as a pointless attempt at blocking, and tear through the pillar of metal just to show his power, trying to crush Zeke's hopes of victory. However, that's what Zeke wanted him to both do and think. With the blow slowed down, Zeke could have tried to dodge, but instead takes the blow to help fortify the monks mindset of superiority. Zeke would smile though as his next move would be to reform the metal around his arm and increase the density and the flexibility of the metal, making it harder to break. It wouldn't break easy as it would want to stretch and bend more when he tried.
Hopefully he would catch the man in a snare, so to speak and the awkward situation would make dodging any blows from his other limbs easy enough to avoid by simply pulling his sword free and stepping back. The man would need to focus on getting free of the harder to break metal around his arm and molded to the very floor before he could attack again.
So Zeke turns to the side and channels the demonic magic within Muramasa as he holds it up to eye level, looking down the edge of the blade as it was pointed at the monk.
"Shouldn't talk so much."
[[Charge 1]]
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