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Post by Zeroth on Jan 16, 2017 18:40:37 GMT -5
As his knees buried themselves into the soft belly of the Majin with the doubled force of his ki blast propelling him, Zeroth knew it. He knew he had the pink creature on the ropes and right now? Now was the time to finish this battle, and he'd need something big to do it! The Arcosian Elite leapt backwards, putting some room between he and Mumbo. He would space his feet apart and tense his muscles, slowly moving his left arm above his head and pulling his left arm above him, ki flaring brightly as he began a mantra... "DO..." he straightened both arms in front of him, hands resembling the mouth of a dragon..."RA-..."The very energy behind the attack would crackle and dance down his arms like arcing lightning as he pulled both to his side and a tiny ball of red light appeared..."-GON..." the attack grew between his hands and he suddenly threw both hands forward, a torrent of red energy speeding toward Mumbo as he cried out..."...no IKI!"His intention...it was clear. His intention? It was to win!
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Jan 17, 2017 15:01:51 GMT -5
Name | Mumbo | Zeroth | HP | 40/42 | 12/48 | Dice | 2d36 | 3d37 | Transformation | Setting | Base | Genki | 6 | 6 | Effect |
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Zeroth's follow-up causes 5 damage! Mumbo barely hangs in there! Mumbo's turn!
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Jan 17, 2017 15:12:50 GMT -5
Maybe if it were just the lizard's unassisted attack, Mumbo could have been able to dodge this. Or block it, at the very least. However, the lizard's cunning tactic of boosting himself with a blast of energy added tremendous, unpredictable velocity to the attack. Mumbo had no time to move, let alone blink, before the creature had already pounced him. The knees slammed into his torso hard enough that they not only dented his flesh, but caved it in. He could almost feel them pierce through the back, his attacker's knees leaving a small crater of impact in the ground under the Majin's back. A torrent of saliva and a small splash of purple blood exited his mouth and rocketed over the Arcosian's shoulder, painting a nearby rock with the mixture. Stunned and hardly able to catch his breath, Mumbo wobbled to his feet with one arm cradling his severe injury. He stood defiantly, facing his aggressor as they prepared another attack before he could muster a response. Calling out some sort of strange mantra, Mumbo's eyes widened as the gestures finished and a torrent of crimson energy sped toward his form. It collided with his one unoccupied arm held up with an intent to keep it as far from him as possible, but even that did very little to stop the energy attack. It would bat his arm aside and fling his arms and legs to his sides, drilling into his already injured center. He just couldn't take it anymore! This pain...it was too much! Gritting his teeth against the blast, he would use his body's manipulable structure once again. Softening his body and causing each gummy bit to slowly drift away from each other, the energy torrent would slam him against a wall... SPLAT.What was once Mumbo was now a small puddle of pink goop against the wall. Scattered bits of what looked like chewed up pink bubblegum littered the area, but possibly unknown to Zeroth, Mummbo was still barely holding on. He had two more cards up his sleeve, and he was going to reveal one if only to keep himself in the fight that much longer. He refused to be put down this easily! Slowly, the goop puddles began to crawl and slither to the foot of the wall; they were rebuilding. Piece by piece, he was being recreated. The damage was severe, but soon Mumbo would be able to gauge precisely how much of it would stay with him. A trick that required enough focus to only be able to be used once per encounter, this alone was Mumbo's do or die tactic; the ace in his sleeve. The slime was beginning to take form...
Racial Ability Activated! Majin Regeneration!
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Jan 17, 2017 15:16:00 GMT -5
Name | Mumbo | Zeroth | HP | 30/42 | 12/48 | Dice | 2d36 | 3d37 | Transformation | Setting | Base | Genki | 6 | 6 | Effect |
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Mumbo recovers 10 HP! Majin Regeneration does not use a turn. Mumbo, go!
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Jan 17, 2017 15:28:28 GMT -5
The slime would stir in a shapeless mass for a bit; the taffy-like flesh was beginning to forget a few injuries. While it couldn't recover fully from the damage this soon, it began to make repairs as the Majin was rebuilt; the two heavy caves in his torso were now replaced with a burn from the energy attack, and a few of his minor scrapes and bruises were alleviated as the sludge remade his form with a few recoveries from injury. His left leg had been placed where his right arm should have been, and vice versa. As his head popped out of his neck and stretched about with a comical popping sound, he would eye the misplaced limbs and twitch them a few times, looking very much annoyed. Sucking them back into his torso, his belly and chest would rumble around with outlines of the appendages before they too popped back out into their correct places. This would paint a satisfied smile on the Majin's face. He was beginning to see his opponent's potential just out of that one insanely powerful maneuver; this lizard was dangerous. He would take a few steps away from the cave wall before alighting his aura and grasping hold of his head tentacle, plucking it off the top of his head and stretching it long ways and then wide ways. With a gesture of his finger, the sheet of taffy would wrap around his body like an absorbent form of armor, leaving his eyes and nose exposed so he could have ease of breathing. Lightweight but tough, he was hoping it would be enough to curb the lizard's next attack somewhat. Raising his arms above his head as beads of sweat formed on his forehead in stress of bringing his power back up to its norm, he would let out a shrill squeal as it surfaced back at it's resting place of five thousand units. Bursting forward suddenly in his favorite cannonball tuck, he would outstretch a hand to propel himself straight up in the air and then bound his feet off the cave wall to soar over Zeroth's head, and then repeat the motion several times using his strange form of acrobatics to bounce all over the cavern's hollowed out space. Finally deciding when to strike, he would use a powerful spring to achieve the speeds of high-velocity movement, flying in from Zeroth's left side to attempt to slam one of his legs into his rib cage after coming out of his cannonball tuck. He'd then land by extending his other leg, stretching it slightly from his body and attempting to rotate the opposite way sharply and deliver a vicious spinning back fist with his knuckles good and tight aiming for the lizard's nose bone.
Majin Durability Activated! +2 Defensive Enhancement against next incoming attack!
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Jan 17, 2017 15:31:55 GMT -5
Name | Mumbo | Zeroth | HP | 30/42 | 13/48 | Dice | 2d36 | 3d37 | Transformation | Setting | Base | Genki | 6 | 6 | Effects | +2 Defensive Enhancement (1 Round) |
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Mumbo connects for 1 damage! Zeroth, go!
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Post by Zeroth on Jan 17, 2017 18:25:13 GMT -5
Smoke would pour from the hands of the powerful ice demon as he stood there, sweat dripping from his forehead. His lips would curl upwards as he saw the puddle of pink ooze, swaying about on the cave floor. He knew it, he just knew it was over. He'd melted the Majin like he was an army man under a magnifying glass powered by the sun. He dropped his arms to the sides, his body tired from the sheer output of his own attack. His arms would hang limply, and he'd pant, standing up straight. He would start to turn his back on Mumbo...but... "What?! Impossible!" What did the Arcosian see as impossible? Before his very eyes, the Majin had begun to reform and reshape himself, causing Zeroth's grin to fade as he watched. This...beast...was tough. This monster...he was becoming quite the annoyance. He growled as the majin's healed himself before his very eyes and roared. "I WILL NOT be made a fool of! You want to heal yourself? Fine! I won't give you a second chance! Not this time!"He'd seen this cannonball attack before and as the rubbery Majin would bounce around the cavern like a rubber ball, Zeroth would shuck and jive. He'd throw his arms up and take the brunt of the force of one of the attacks, skidding backwards and digging two trenches under his feet as he felt his bio armor cracking slightly. "Tch..." Zeroth would explode forward, fighting the pain and exhaustion which wracked his body. He'd COLLIDE with Mumbo, slamming both fists into the Majin and sending him slamming into the ceiling of the cave. In a rage, the warrior would fire off a barrage of machine gun speed blasts..."...I will blast you into nothing!!!!!"
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Jan 17, 2017 18:48:55 GMT -5
Name | Mumbo | Zeroth | HP | 32/42 | 13/48 | Dice | 2d36 | 3d37 | Transformation | Setting | Base | Genki | 6 | 6 | Effect | End of Durability! |
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Zeroth strikes back for 4 damage! Mumbo's Durability reduces this by 2! 2 Damage! Mumbo, go! Mumbo's Durability fades!
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Jan 17, 2017 18:51:44 GMT -5
Mumbo had struck fast and strong, and he relished at the feel of the impact. The lizard had mounted an impressive guard, able to soak the brunt of the damage to its bones, but it looked like the Majin had hit quite a nerve by repairing his body the way that he did; this stranger was furious. Mumbo was happy, at least, that he'd gathered the smarts to bring out his defensive armor for whatever was headed his way next. His opponent rocketed toward him, roaring in rage! The pair of bludgeons known as his adversary's fists would collide with his upper torso at an angle, rocketing him up into the ceiling at breakneck speed and loosing a cloud of smoke. Two of the blasts soared in at his quickly-melting armor, causing the Majin to reel the remainder of the goo around his fist and sling it in the path of what remained of the coming barrage, encapsulating them while detonating them. The flesh had been blown to pieces, but quickly made its way back in particles; not to heal, but to remake the body into a whole unit. Folding his arms and glaring down through the smoke, Mumbo would plant his feet against the ceiling and add torque to his body as he crouched and sprang off, aiming for the lizard near the floor. He would burst from the smoke with both legs outstretched, blowing on either of his thumbs to inflate his hands to cartoonishly large proportions!
Mumbo would attempt to slam into the Arcosian feet-first, stomping him into the ground, and then bring his giant fists to bear by slamming them down on his foe's upper body! It was time to crush this angry lizard and show him who exactly this cave belonged to! Even with his gummy armor, he still felt the blunt force of the paired strikes, but luckily he'd been able to cleverly avoid most of the energy barrage. Now it was time for some payback!
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Jan 17, 2017 19:01:24 GMT -5
Name | Mumbo | Zeroth | HP | 32/42 | 23/48 | Dice | 2d36 | 3d37 | Transformation | Setting | Base | Genki | 6 | 6 | Effect |
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Mumbo gets payback in the term of 10 damage! Zeroth, go!
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Post by Zeroth on Jan 17, 2017 19:39:44 GMT -5
His fists found the satisfaction of slamming into the chest of the Majin, pebbles and rocks falling from above as his opponent slammed into the ceiling. His arms pumped like pistons, firing off a Salvo of crimson ki blasta. He could feel his heart pounding now, driven by the adrenaline that only a warrior could feel. An adrenaline felt only in a heated battle. He flew forward at the now melting Majin, hoping to attack once more but was met by a hard drop kick, his own back slamming into the cold, hard cave floor. He could feel the air leave his lungs as he struck, his eyes wide. The Majin's oversized fists cracked his armor further, his vision blurred from the pain of being slammed so hard. He would NOT be beaten though! The Arcosian would sgift his weight under Mumbo and roll over on top of him, pounding the Majin's face with closed fists! ydiTls683d37Majin Mumbo3d37
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Jan 18, 2017 22:11:36 GMT -5
Name | Mumbo | Zeroth | HP | 37/42 | 23/48 | Dice | 2d36 | 3d37 | Transformation | Setting | Base | Genki | 6 | 6 | Effect |
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Mumbo is pummeled for 5 damage! Mumbo's turn!
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Jan 18, 2017 22:38:26 GMT -5
Mumbo's chest heaved with several satisfied guffaws, his boots slamming right down on target as he held his enlarged hands in place above his head; his momentum slammed the lizard into the ground, and his fists followed suit just as planned by using the force of his momentum to aid in the speed and power of his fist slam! He'd gotten that grumpy lizard back good this time! Through the kicked up dust from the impact, it was harder than the Majin expected it would be to see his opponent's form, even though he was standing right on to him after the vicious attack and letting his fists shrink back to their normal size. For a moment or two, there wasn't a whole lot of movement; keeping his guard up and peering at the lifting dust cloud beneath him, he was surprised to feel his foe shifting their weight and knocking him to his back! The reptilian fighter scrambled up onto Mumbo, battering him left and right with his fists! This was a bad spot to be in, alright. Mumbo had to get out of here and fast! His vision was beginning to blur from the blunt trauma; even after healing himself, his body wasn't able to cope with the new incoming damage fast enough! Waiting for the next punch to soar in as he began blocking his face, the crafty Majin would attempt to lean up and slip the punch, moving his right arm to try and hook it around the lizard's neck! Were he able, he'd lift up in flight and slam back down, the reptile's head being the first thing to meet the ground! After, if he found himself unable to keep a good enough grip to toss him away and blast him with a pink energy ball, he would instead opt to disengage and let loose a mouth cannon blast! He was hurting pretty good and awful sore, but he wasn't gonna let this scrap end so easy! He was confident he had at least one more good shot left in him!
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Jan 18, 2017 22:41:26 GMT -5
Name | Mumbo | Zeroth | HP | 37/42 | 25/48 | Dice | 2d36 | 3d37 | Transformation | Setting | Base | Genki | 6 | 6 | Effects |
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Mumbo scrambles for 2 damage! Zeroth, go!
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Post by Zeroth on Jan 19, 2017 6:11:43 GMT -5
The mouth beam slammed into the chest of Zeroth, sending the Arcosian elite crashing back first into a wall! Beaten and bruised, but never broken. As he dropped to one knee following the Majin's vicious slamming attack, he wiped a bit of purple blood from his mouth. This creature had been a hard challenge if only for the fact that he'd been able to outlast some of the Elite's most powerful attacks. He panted as he sat there for a moment, covered in scrapes and sweating, droplets hitting the ground below him, his heart pounding. This had to end, and it had to end soon if he was to continue his training on Daikondu without anymore interruption. Zeroth buried his fist into the ground, cracks forming around his knuckles. His aura would flare outwards in a brilliant red light as he pushed himself to his feet, and without warning he'd charge forward in a blazing streak, swinging his right fist upwards into the Majin's chin in an attempt to knock him upwards, his left hand arcing with electricity as a large ball of energy appeared. With a growl he'd launch a large red wave of energy upwards at the Majin, hoping to finish this battle with a bang! b0LEJOle3d37Majin Mumbo3d37
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