Pars
Low Class Poster
Southern Empire of Daikondu - King
Posts: 40
Race: Saiyajin
Dice: 3d51
EXP: 4,733
Zeni: 945
HP: 765
SP: 976
Transformations:
Oozaru (+d20)
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Post by Pars on Oct 4, 2018 4:33:30 GMT -5
As Pars had told Lottus, he was indeed right behind him. Landing on the ground nearby, He'd let his power flare up, his hands jutting out in front of him as he let out a series of concentrated shots, strafing a nearby group of enemies. Immediately, he'd rush forward, striking down the few his shots hadn't finished off, before heading further into the city.
A flurry of defenders rushed him as he continued his incursion into the city's center, though they'd be quickly slapped aside. They were all mostly an annoyance to Pars at best, though that didn't seem to be the case all around. Another fighter, roughly twice pars' size burst through a building to Pars's right, attempting to slam his gigantic fist into pars' side. He'd narrowly dodge the fist, before attempting to counter his foes strike with his own. To his surprise, the large man managed to dodge the attack, and even attempted to strike at the southern king again. He was stopped in his tracks by one quick strike to the nose and a followup kick to the stomach.
Par let out a small huff of air as he stared at the hole he'd just sent the man through. He didn't seem to be getting back up, so Pars went on his merry way. During his lone rampage, he'd remember the words of Retasu during their first engagement. "The north is full of warriors much stronger than either of you, huh?.. well, he wasn't really lying but . . . he was definitely exaggerating. Even before our second bout, I could probably have beaten most of these people . . ." Pars muttered, gripping a soldier by their color before slamming them into the ground. His eyes then shifted over to the city hall, which now stood but a few feet away from the southern king. Letting out a sigh, he'd then stroll inside, a flurry of screams and yells exploding outwards from the hall, before walking back out, the yells now silenced.
Pars wiped a bit of spilled blood off of his cheek before looking off into the distance, listening as the sounds of war drew nearer. ". . . Well, I think I deserve a tiny bit of rest" Pars mumbled, finding a nearby broken piece of rock, and sitting down.
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Lottus
Middle Class Poster
Posts: 67
Race: Saiyajin
Dice: 3d56
EXP: 8,471
Zeni: 2
HP: 840
SP: 1,946
Transformations:
Oozaru (+d20)
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Post by Lottus on Oct 5, 2018 0:36:48 GMT -5
As Lottus had hoped, the battle was becoming more and more harsh by the moment - Saiyans brawled, blasted, and smash their ways through one another, and Lottus was no exception.
He catches an opponent under the forearm, forcing the arm out of his way to deliver a vicious palm-heel strike to the soldier's jaw, knocking them to the ground. Another Saiyan attempts to take Lottus' rear flank, but he is already turning from the stunned opponent - just in time to block another wide hook aimed at his head. Lottus near instantly retaliates, sinking his right foot into the stomach of the second opponent and knocking the wind clear out of the Saiyan's lungs. His left foot swings around, catching the gasping Saiyan right over the eye and sending them spinning to the ground as well.
The earlier Saiyan recovers enough to re-engage Lottus with a chopping motion, only for Lottus to seize the Saiyan, wrapping his right arm around the elbow and twisting, causing the Saiyan to be dragged over Lottus' right shoulder as he spins with the technique, and flipping the Saiyan head over heels. Lottus lets the Saiyan hit the ground before delivering a quick blow with his left elbow to the Saiyan's spine, taking the soldier out of the fight.
Other Saiyans break away from their own defeated foes to engage Lottus, who back-peddles to avoid the first flurry of strikes at him. One Saiyan skids to a halt to Lottus' right, and attempts to grapple the Southern Saiyan soldier; Lottus responds by ramming both of his fists into the attacker, striking their sternum and stomach simultaneously, surprising the warrior and allowing Lottus to knock him away in time enough to intercept and parry several more melee attacks by a pair of other Saiyans.
Several of the blows manage to slip through Lottus' defenses, but he maintains his composure under even this duress. At long last - he is able to fully utilize his martial arts. Flowing from sequence to sequence, Lottus is able to hold his own against the multitude of foes. He could not fend them off indefinitely, but his combat style at least seemed very effective against the typical brawling styles of other Saiyans. He hears motion behind him, and sidesteps just in time to allow a booted foot rush past where his lower back had been only a split second earlier. Lottus wraps his arm at the joint around the leg and twists, dragging the female Saiyan around and slams her to the ground face down. Heedlessly, Lottus drives the heel of his boot to the nape of the female warrior's neck.
Male or female, foe was foe. And in their culture, a female Saiyan is every bit as dangerous as the males. Lottus felt no pity for those he killed - warriors die in war; that is the price that must be paid, and gender made no difference. Lottus looks away from his fallen foe just in time to raise his arms over his chest as several Saiyans acting in unison deliver a team-kick upon him, thrusting Lottus back through the air and smashing through a building. He skids to a halt and grits his teeth - one on one was easy, two on one was manageable. But three on one, even for him, was pushing it.
But the challenge was in its own way, thrilling. Lottus settles into his battle ready stance, and prepares for the coming fight as the three Northern Saiyans charge at him... BeefaPars
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Beefa
Middle Class Poster
Posts: 95
Race: Hybrid - Demon/Saiyajin
Dice: 3d54
EXP: 6,120
Zeni: 1,397
HP: 810
SP: 0
Transformations: Makyo Mutation (+d20)
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Post by Beefa on Oct 12, 2018 8:33:10 GMT -5
Beefa decided as she flew into the melee that Lottus was in to hang back as far as she could tell he was doing well knocking down every foe that approached him; including the three Saiyans that were about to attack him. She fired off a few beams from her hands blowing a hole through two Saiyans' chests as they rushed her and then performed a high kick to the top of a shorter woman's head as she got into punching range of Beefa. The young Saiyan was bored though and a bit tired from getting punched in the stomach though so she'd sense out Pars' energy, fly towards it and find him sitting on a broken boulder near a dilapidated building. She had no doubt in her mind that the king had erased its living inhabitants so she took to sitting down next to him and stated, "Nice weather we're having. Was bloody rain in the forecast or is Lottus strong enough to change it through his sheer ferocity?" She wanted to put in a good a word for the Saiyan but not really as she slacked off and fired a few beams across the battlefield into the fray. Some would miss and cause houses to explode beyond the horizon but others would cause would-be Saiyans to fly into the air with their mangled body parts. It wasn't a pretty sight but for today that wasn't what Beefa wanted as she closed her eyes and just kept using one hand to fire a beam at everything including some of their own troops. A few casualties on their side was not going to be a problem hopefully. Pars, Lottus
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Pars
Low Class Poster
Southern Empire of Daikondu - King
Posts: 40
Race: Saiyajin
Dice: 3d51
EXP: 4,733
Zeni: 945
HP: 765
SP: 976
Transformations:
Oozaru (+d20)
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Post by Pars on Nov 3, 2018 23:59:38 GMT -5
Despite the aforementioned sounds of war drawing nearer, the sounds of violence actually started to decrease as time went on. Pars slumped his head onto the palm of his hand, watching some fighting occur in the distance and letting out a yawn. He saw no real point in getting involved further, despite his boisterous claims about "leading the charge". He'd done his job and taken out the leadership, all that was left was to wait for the battle to be complete.
Besides, Pars was a little bit more occupied with what to do after the battle. Sure, this victory seemed inevitable. But the northern response would surely be swift and vicious; there's a reason the borders had rarely changed past the wastelands, after all.
A few minutes passed, and Pars contacted his HQ. "Lord pars?" one general answered.
"Yeah, After the battle, spread out around the city and dig in. Alert me of any activity, period. I'll be staying in this city for a while longer than planned. Tell the others. Bye." Pars replied, swiftly hanging up before looking around. ". . . Just a few more minutes.. probably" Pars mumbled, resting his head in the palm of his hand once more. He needed the rest, Because the real battle starts after the siege.
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Lottus
Middle Class Poster
Posts: 67
Race: Saiyajin
Dice: 3d56
EXP: 8,471
Zeni: 2
HP: 840
SP: 1,946
Transformations:
Oozaru (+d20)
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Post by Lottus on Nov 4, 2018 0:53:31 GMT -5
The three Northern Saiyans spread out a bit, sizing Lottus up - a foolish decision on their part. Even a few seconds is enough time for the body to adjust, and for the mind to identify. Two of the Saiyans are of average height and build, the third being overweight. However, Lottus knew better than to underestimate the rotund Saiyan - unlike other species, an overweight Saiyan can still move surprisingly quick and deal out harsh damage. Lottus settles into his own combat stance, fingers curled but palms still open, and spreads his feet apart.
Without warning, the ground shudders and the air rings with multiple explosions - clearly, either the enemy were resorting to desperate measures, or someone had decided to ignore King Pars' order to preserve the city as much as possible. One of the blasts detonates against a nearby tall building, raining debris down upon Lottus and his foes. All four Saiyans move to avoid the falling debris, but Lottus uses it to cover his fast approach, catching the obese Saiyan from behind!
Lottus wraps his left arm around the Saiyan's neck, and wraps his right arm across the warrior's forehead. He jerks to the left violently, causing a loud CRACK to sound from the warrior. Lottus lets the warrior fall to the ground, and charges at the other two, even as they just register their comrade's death. To their credit, his target manages to block the kick Lottus aimed at their head, but opened themselves to Lottus' blast as he flips upside-down and thrusts his right hand forward, sending a stream of bright purple Ki erupting from his palm and enveloping the Saiyan. Lottus turns over, straightening his posture, and shoots a leer at the remaining warrior. To Lottus' surprise, the last warrior seemed to reconsider their chances, and promptly makes themselves scarce.
He could have pursued the Saiyan, probably killed them with relative ease too - but that was not King Pars' directive. Kill only as many as it takes to send them running, and that seemed to have taken effect. Lottus looks around the city - much of the nearby area had been severely damaged. Bodies of both Northern Kingdom and Southern Kingdom Saiyans litter the streets. That was when Lottus finally took notice of where the bombardment of Ki blasts were coming from - the half-blood, Beefa. Lottus watches, his lip curling in disgust, as Beefa indiscriminately blasts both enemy and ally Saiyans alike. He started towards the half-blood, but stops when he notices King Pars.
The King, easily within clear view of the indifferent carnage, was doing nothing to stop Beefa's gleeful rampage. Lottus grinds his teeth, and clenches his fists, trying to contain his growing anger. What possible point was there to killing their own warriors? King Pars took over the Southern Regions by using mercenaries, and now he was showing complete apathy for the warriors under his command - were warriors like Lottus truly so... disposable to Pars?
Anger boils within Lottus, and his mind suddenly shifts to Rapini - had she been here, she likely would have been killed, and the likelihood of her death happening as a result of intentional friendly fire from Beefa further ignites Lottus' barely contained fury. Fortunately, the battle seemed to be dying down, and soon it seemed like the enemy was being routed. His given task complete, Lottus descends through the air, and lands a short distance away from Beefa and the King. He walks towards them, glancing at the mangled bodies of his comrades - despite the disdain they had shown him, they had still been his comrades...
Lottus stops a few feet away from the King, taking in the King's bored expression - it took all of his self control to resist unleashing himself upon the King and his half-blood compatriot. Instead, Lottus grits his teeth and bows down on one knee, lowering his head and looking at the dirt beneath his boots.
"The enemy appears to have been routed, King Pars..." Lottus grunts. "Per your orders, those who wished to flee have been allowed to do so... ....I... await further instruction..."
BeefaPars
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Pars
Low Class Poster
Southern Empire of Daikondu - King
Posts: 40
Race: Saiyajin
Dice: 3d51
EXP: 4,733
Zeni: 945
HP: 765
SP: 976
Transformations:
Oozaru (+d20)
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Post by Pars on Nov 29, 2018 7:18:48 GMT -5
Pars stared over at Lottus coldly for a moment, before turning away. " Seems so. . ." He muttered, lifting his head up before standing and crossing his arms. "Get some rest then. You'll need it" Pars said, replying to Lottus's request for further orders. He'd then turn his back to Lottus, watching as the remanent of the battle unfolded. A slight nervousness washed over Pars's body, recalling his previous encounter with the northern king. The upcoming fight would be difficult for sure. Pars was determined to succeed, however, and left the battlefield with that in mind.
Short post but eh Beefa Lottusjust in case yall wanna make some exit posts.
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Beefa
Middle Class Poster
Posts: 95
Race: Hybrid - Demon/Saiyajin
Dice: 3d54
EXP: 6,120
Zeni: 1,397
HP: 810
SP: 0
Transformations: Makyo Mutation (+d20)
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Post by Beefa on Nov 29, 2018 17:30:56 GMT -5
Beefa was finally done with the melee around her. She continued to sit on the rock near Pars' spot and gleefully smiled out onto the battlefield filled with dead or injured Saiyans thinking, "What fun that was," to herself. She hear Pars' orders to Lottus and stood up not feeling all that tired now after what inspired around her. It was as if all the pain she suffered was gone simply by staring out at death/near death of the beings around her. She could sense a nervousness within Pars' soul now that it was over and with a quick response time rushed to his side and gripped his shoulders. "Lovely work my liege," she cooed behind his left ear only to realize one thing. She was grasping at midair as he flew away! "DA' HELL!" she screeched inside her head as she looked around to see him flying of into the distance as a black speck. "I WANTED! ...a reward." Her lithe form bulked up in rage at this idea of getting nothing but then slowly started to return to normal before she flew off now in a tizzy. To those still watching though they might catch a glimpse of something unexpected. Even though she tried transforming again for only two seconds when she returned to her normal state she'd look oddly a little bigger anyway with slightly thicker quads and calves, thicker biceps, forearms, and a slightly more muscular appearing torso. It was like she'd magically done a six month training session in the course of one battle. Granted she was a Saiyan! But the only other major factor it could be was that she was a demon as well and that changed her drastically. Anyway, it was something to worry about another time as she took off to another place to train. She didn't have much to say to Lottus since she wanted to take him and throw him into the planet's core, but Pars would be someone she'd have to come back to later. For now, she had no clue where that particular training area could be. Pars , Lottus
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Giya
Upper Class Poster
Posts: 169
Race: Cyborg
Dice: 4d60
EXP: 10,734
Zeni: 36
HP: 1,200
SP: 743
Transformations: None
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Post by Giya on Dec 1, 2018 20:21:31 GMT -5
"It's time to grade!"
Giya will give Pars: 2831 SP Giya will give Lottus: 3459 SP
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Post by Retasu on Dec 3, 2018 21:34:21 GMT -5
"It's time to grade!" Giya will give Pars: 2831 SP Giya will give Lottus: 3459 SP New SP total is 5,818
New SP total is 9,476
Beefa: +3,862 SP New Total: 3,862 SP
Adding now.
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