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Post by Majin Mumbo on Nov 11, 2016 19:33:46 GMT -5
Though Mumbo wasn't sharp enough to make an assumption (yet), he would one day look back on this fight. Outnumbered, against one dork calling himself ''King'', and the other one who seemed far too eager to jump into a battle with a starting advantage. Once he'd gained a bit of intellect down the road, he'd make sure to remember this day, reflecting on the match to learn and adapt. As for now, however, he was a bit too dumb and grumpy to learn a whole lot of anything outside from reacting on base fighting instinct. Mumbo's eyes darted between the two, his grumpy grimace painting his face as it usually had; the malice in his eyes that had been recently revealed was still going strong, especially after the Saiya-jin had made a quip about ''leaving something left'' for the funny-smelling one fighting at his shoulder. Mumbo remained standing tall and lax, almost looking absent-minded while his eyes casually tried to follow the King's movements. There, out of the disturbance of the wind, he could faintly make out the shadow of the King's body. Suddenly, the Majin's body would tighten up and he would split his feet apart, bringing one of his arms straight down from his own shoulder to slam into the lower fist, wrist against wrist to knock the blow off course and allow it to slip past his hip. Maybe now the Dork King would see that this Majin's senses were sharper than all that bragging was worth!? The next shot came immediately after the first; the fist buried itself into his cheek, leaving a dent in his gummy flesh before it popped back out in a few moments' time. Using the propulsion of the blow, Mumbo would let it carry him backward just above the surface of the wasteland, tucking his knees into his chest to form into a tight ball. After a few rotations, he'd release his grip and spring both legs out, causing them to shoot out in a stretching dropkick; both too-big-for-Mumbo boots aimed right at the ol' facial region. His instinct drove him to gain a little distance; if both fighters bore down at him in close range, he'd have a tough time matching four fists with his two, and that wasn't even factoring in footwork and kicks. He knew the King would have to react to the ranged-melee blow, which bought him a little time, and so his gaze shifted to scan the area for the funny-smelling one as his rotation finally halted and he floated backward at a snail's pace. He could still feel his anger burning inside his chest. Even if he lost, he was going to make this a bout to remember!
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Post by Retasu on Nov 11, 2016 20:55:10 GMT -5
----- SCOREBOARD ----- Name:
| Retasu | Di'enka |
| Majin Mumbo
| HP:
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| 1/15
| Dice:
| 3d20
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Di'enka , GO!
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Posts: 25
Race: Bio Android
Dice: 2d46
EXP: 2,426
Zeni: 1,725
HP: 460
SP: 0
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Post by Di'enka on Nov 12, 2016 6:34:55 GMT -5
Though he was ready for a fight, the odd Saiyajin wanted to see how the other combatants would first handle themselves so that he could try and see the right opportunity to strike or give support to his current comrade. Being part of the central Daikondan resistance meant that one would need to know how to operate in smaller numbers, very intricately with each individual comrade that he had in the harsh wastelands. These two would indeed prove interesting. The Northern Empire's king went in head first; a classic yet risky move if you don't know what you're doing or if you happen to lose confidence... Clearly that was something this Saiyajin had loads of. Taking the opportunity in this distraction provided by the king, the wandering Saiyajin rushed off and around Mumbo in a bid to make a flanking pincer maneuver. His eyes narrowed in wild anticipation on the creature as he saw it stretch its limbs outwards... It was similar to one of the beasts that stalked the central wastes; a Rubbonyon; a giant elastic smelly rabbit-like creature! ... At least Mumbo didn't absolutely reek, so that was good. Reaching an appropriate distance, the wandering Saiyajin quickly closed the gap between himself and Mumbo, launching into a roundhouse kick aimed at the giant's head, soon following up with a sledgehammer of his joined hands!
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Post by Retasu on Nov 12, 2016 10:34:15 GMT -5
----- SCOREBOARD ----- Name:
| Retasu | Di'enka |
| Majin Mumbo
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Nov 12, 2016 16:47:13 GMT -5
Mumbo watched carefully to personally witness the results of his blow. His legs began withdrawing after feeling impact, causing him to smile, as the taffy-like appendages whipped about before slithering and snapping back to place like rubber bands. That'll show him not to mess with the Mighty Mumbo! Hah! Having realized he'd lost sight of the funny-smelling Saiya-jin, he would quickly bolt his head left and right to attempt to search for the shifty, faintly slimy-smelling sneak. He wouldn't have to search long as he felt a disturbance of wind ruffle his vest, and turned quickly from his backwards float to sink his head deep into his neck, causing the roundhouse kick to soar over his head. His head would withdraw again, much like some freaky, creepy turtle, with a comical pop! He could only attempt to raise his arms quickly enough to brace for the incoming double-handed slam, a Saiya-jin favorite from what he'd witnessed, and for good reason. The fists buried themselves into his shoulders and crashed him against the wasteland floor, letting loose a glob of spittle from between his teeth before his legs moved all on their own to push him backward away from the fighter's likely waiting boot. While he wanted to engage the King once more, seeing him as the bigger threat (what was a wandering fighter to a King?), the attack by the stranger was more clever than he'd first realized. Instead of being knocked away where he was free to move, Mumbo had been knocked straight down and kept in close proximity. He wouldn't be able to break away without a fight, so for now, he'd do just that. Closing distance quickly in a stomping dash, he would roll his shoulders and duck low, curling his left hand into a fist to attempt to smash it right into Di'enka's gut. His lips tightened around the thumb of his right while doing so, and he expelled both ki and oxygen, re-circulating the steam of the same his body had vented minutes earlier. The result was Mumbo's hand inflating like a balloon, almost hilariously over-sized compared to his lanky body. He'd then draw that hand back like a big, fat flyswatter, and attempt a powerful, crushing slap to send the stranger flying. ''You want to pester Mumbo like bug? Mumbo squash bug!''
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Post by Retasu on Nov 12, 2016 19:58:02 GMT -5
----- SCOREBOARD ----- Name:
| Retasu | Di'enka |
| Majin Mumbo
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| 2/15
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Mumbo rolled 0 damage against Di'enka!, GO! Retasu, GO!
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Post by Retasu on Nov 12, 2016 20:05:09 GMT -5
The King in the North found those double boots smashing against his face, causing him to flinch and begin a rapid succession of steps backwards away from the fray. A hand went up to touch his forehead, where the heels of those monster's boots slammed. Another flinch would follow, the spot proved to instantly redden and scrape a bit from the impact. Well, not many beings were able to make Retasu feel like this, that's for sure. Mixed with the annoyance of having actually felt pain came the rush of excitement. His Saiyajin blood and warrior's spirit boiling inside of him. He wouldn't lose. Not to this thing.
With his composure regained and a clearer head (perhaps that dropkick straightened out his sense a bit more), Retasu would once again rush forth towards Majin Mumbo, just as he came to strike his new comrade, the unknown Saiyajin of sorts, in the stomach. Before the fist could impact, Mumbo would feel it slam against Retasu's palm instead of Di'enka's armored gut. The Saiyajin would smirk down at the Majin, his free hand coming up, his pointer finger extended in the air and wagging left and right as if saying, "No, no, no." The same hand would then close up into a fist, before it was driven directly into Mumbo's face, in an attempt to punch him squarely in between his beady, little eyes. The hand that held Mumbo's fist would release it at the same time that his fist flew forward.
- Mumbo's miss comes in the form of Retasu getting in front of his gut punch to Di'enka and catching it in his hand. - Attempts to sock him right in the face!
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Post by Retasu on Nov 12, 2016 20:05:47 GMT -5
----- SCOREBOARD ----- Name:
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| Majin Mumbo
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Nov 13, 2016 0:04:46 GMT -5
How infuriating! Just when Mumbo was about to lay a beating on the stranger as well, the King decided to step in. He would take note of the Saiya-jin's fiery new demeanor. That drop-kick must have put a solid hurting on the arrogant monkey-man. Even with his sudden interruption, he couldn't help but notice through his base instinct it took the fighter some time to get back into the fray. He hid a proud smirk beneath his scowl. As his fist soared in toward the strange fighter's gut, it was suddenly and abruptly stopped. He turned his head slowly to eye the King, having newly re-joined the fray, holding his fist in his own clenched hand. He even pointedly added a ''no-no'' gesture. Mumbo wanted to smash this dork's face in so bad it physically hurt. The arrogance! His follow-up blow with his enlarged hand was stopped via an emergency switch in tactics, leaving it to never come to fruition. He growled with a malice-laden sneer. Fighting him on par was one thing, but treating him like some sort of child, with all of that arrogance!? He wouldn't stand for this! Not one bit! He grit his teeth as the fist sailed in for his face, landing clean right between his eyes. His face caved from the blow, but yet again, it popped back out gruesomely, almost like a battered balloon. He felt the release of the Saiya-jin's grip on contact; he'd planned to match his grip and yank him right back in for a counter-assault, but it looked like he was going to need a new option. He sank back, floating slowly through the air as he covered his face. Once again using his body's taffy-like elasticity, he would plant his feet firmly and launch his right arm in a stretching, hook-punch blow, aimed right for the chin. His follow-up came immediately after, with Mumbo twisting sharply and leaping into the air to stretch his left leg in a powerful thrust kick aimed for the Saiya-jin's chest. Aiming with precision, he'd hoped to not only wind him, but to crack that damned stubborn armor so many other monkey-men of the planet wore like everyday clothing. His face stung from the sudden punch, but the force and knock-back of the blow allowed him to right his position and use his body's strange traits to his advantage.
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Post by Retasu on Nov 13, 2016 17:06:34 GMT -5
----- SCOREBOARD ----- Name:
| Retasu | Di'enka |
| Majin Mumbo
| HP:
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| 3/15
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Mumbo did 0 damage to Di'enka! Di'enka , GO!
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Low Class Poster
Posts: 25
Race: Bio Android
Dice: 2d46
EXP: 2,426
Zeni: 1,725
HP: 460
SP: 0
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Post by Di'enka on Nov 20, 2016 8:00:03 GMT -5
Di'enka didn't exactly expect Mumbo to once again launch his arms forward with his weird rubbery body, but his fighting instinct gave him all he really needed to avoid the assault. The wandering Saiyajin made a back-flip away from the uppercut going into a power-slide-- only just getting by the swing kick... It was an interesting ability that this creature had and Di'enka briefly considered complementing such impromptu uses... This wasn't the time for that however and would only serve to make Mumbo more pissed off for Di'enka was quite aware that his sarcastic nature sometimes slipped into his speech due to how perpetually annoyed he was with the world. "Lets see how you like this then!" Di'enka smirked as he tried to get an arm around one of Mumbo's extended limbs... But why was he doing this? Well, one of the best ways to deal with a Rubbonyon was to grab onto its limbs after they stretched forward to attack their target; be it prey or hunter; and instead, these rabbit monsters would typically be swung overhead and into the dirt. The situation with Mumbo was no different, as Di'enka intended to use the exact same method that his comrades use against the Rubbonyon!
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Post by Retasu on Nov 20, 2016 11:15:49 GMT -5
----- SCOREBOARD ----- Name:
| Retasu | Di'enka |
| Majin Mumbo
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Dec 14, 2016 20:21:13 GMT -5
Mumbo's thrust kick would never come to fruition; it seemed that strange being had stepped in once again, grabbing hold of his long range taffy punch! He felt the palms and fingers of the fighter's hands sink in and grip his gummy flesh hard and tight before he was quite suddenly taken for a ride. His feet left the ground without his own permission and he soared ever upward, the fighter having used the length of the appendage as leverage to catapult the Majin into the sky. It wasn't long after his ascent that it quickly became a descent, watching the Saiya-jin-esque stranger lash his arm against him and send him forward and downward hurtling toward the soil of Daikondu. Mumbo landed flat on his back and the dirt beneath him crushed under the impact and cracked. His eyes would suddenly shoot open after he lie still for a few moments, and his rage was now paired with a growing frustration; almost too much of both to bear. The mixture was bitter to him, and he squinted hard as he rolled over and slammed his fists into the dirt where he'd just made impact. After a short pause, he did it again. And again. And then once more. ''You hurt Mumbo!? That make Mumbo MAD! REAL, REAL MAD! MUMBO MAKE YOU GONE! GRRRRRRRUUUOOOOOHHHHHH!'' With a final, infuriated slam, he would leave his hands planted where they were. Just what was he up to? Surely, for all that rage, he was likely to burst from his newly righted position and assault one of the pair? Grimacing at Di'enka, the small crater of uplifted rocks would serve to camouflage his appendages, only some of his skinny body and all of his head being visible. While he grimaced and glared daggers, his hands were tunneling through the soil, right at the spot he'd been slammed just prior, and where the two were standing now. He would drive his arms downward deeper into the soil before shooting them back upward like tunneling moles, his hands in fact shaped like gummy drills. As soon as they broke the surface, he would attempt to then drag Di'enka beneath the weakened soil and earth by the ankles with both hands before both would come loose, crackling a quick basic energy ball beneath them that would detonate like a grenade. If he could trap this freak in a tomb of earth and bomb it in one swift motion, maybe he could show these two goons he wasn't as dumb as he looked! Regardless of the action's success, he would attempt to withdraw his appendages back through his created tunnels.
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Post by Retasu on Dec 14, 2016 20:25:46 GMT -5
----- SCOREBOARD----- Name:
| Retasu | Di'enka |
| Majin Mumbo
| HP:
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Mumbo did 0 damage to Di'enka! Retasu
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Post by Retasu on Dec 14, 2016 20:35:06 GMT -5
This... thing was getting more violent by the second. Di'enka's attacks seemed to not phase it much, but instead only many it more angry than before. Retasu would watch, as Mumbo began to slam his fists into the ground in frustration, though. Perhaps they had gotten under the skin of this insane creature. "Hmph. Instead of slamming your hands and feet into the ground like a baby, why don't you just get out--" Retasu's speech was cut off short, as he noticed this was actually a guise for an attack! "Shi-Shimatta! ("C-Crap!")
Retasu would never be able to get to Mumbo in time, and instead would leap upwards into the air, using his ki to keep him in flight. His right arm would be aimed at the Majin, palm open and facing him. Left hand gripped his right wrist for support. "WATCH HIS ARMS!" Was the only warning Retasu gave Di'enka, before a beam of ki energy was fired directly towards the duo, attempting to separate the Majin away from his new, at least for now, comrade in battle. Hopefully, the bright, blue energy would find its way to the Majin, knocking him away from Di'enka in the process. What a crafty little psycho.
Attacking Mumbo! Sorry for the shorty post, getting back into the swing of it with this thread. pjMXf4tg3d20
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