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Post by Retasu on May 9, 2018 21:25:03 GMT -5
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! ALLOW ME TO INTRODUCE THE FIGHTERS COMPETING IN OUR FIRST ROUND OF BRACKET A! Retasu VS Pars !"
Retasu init first, then Pars.
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Post by Retasu on May 11, 2018 16:52:26 GMT -5
How interesting. They had battled on their home planet, Daikondu, and now they were pitted against each other on this Earth-2 planet for some petty tournament. As odd as it was, Retasu found himself decently excited over the prospect of fighting new, powerful opponents in order to test himself and break passed his limit. From there, he would go on to consolidate his planet, as was his main goal. He stood there, Pars opposite him as he rolled his neck some, re-tying that semi-long mane of black hair into a messy ponytail, while the tail attached to his lower back wrapped around his waist. He was donning those Earth-2 clothes, a very plain looking dogi. "Looks like we get another shot at each other. It's a shame I have to send you home so soon. Don't worry, since I can't kill you, you should have nothing to worry about." A confident smirk formed as he readied himself.
Retasu: 3d48 | 0 / 720 HP 6/6 GP ZGKQz4J61d100
1d100
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Post by Retasu on May 13, 2018 8:18:08 GMT -5
Pars , you have until 6:00pm EST tomorrow to roll your init or it will count as 1/3 Skips against you. I am extending your time by one day due to today being Mother's Day.
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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 May 14, 2018 14:19:01 GMT -5
"... Oh... Shoot..."
A hushed, worried tone surrounded Pars's two-word reply as he laid eyes upon his first foe. "Well geez... ain't that a coincidence" Pars muttered, crossing his arms as he stared over at Retasu, putting on a fake grin of confidence as the announcer introduced the two. Pars was slightly nervous actually, sure he had held his own quite well against the northern king previously, but that was when the odds were in his favor. Regardless, Stakes were different back then. Back then it was a matter of survival, here though it was little more than a game. Pars let the grin fade from his face as he began to power up. {Welp... at least now I can get a fair duel against the northern king} Pars though, squatting down into a battle pose as his ki flared up.
w|_Gyx1z/r 1d100 /r 1d100
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Post by Retasu on May 14, 2018 19:17:30 GMT -5
At the scream of "GO!" by Mr. Announcer over the public address system Retasu wasted no time at all in closing the gap between them. In a burst of incredible speed, the Saiyajin warrior went straight to work. Always the more careful type of combatant, Retasu's primary goal here was to feel out Pars' strength since they had last battled. Now that he didn't have his lap dog with him he was far more exposed and an open target for Retasu to pick at. Heavy fists flew at blinding speeds, attempting to strike Pars in the upper region of his body and face. He knew that they were both fresh, and likely most of these fists would be deflected or pushed back, though he didn't aim to knock the Southerner out of the ring all at once. He wanted to make this one last for a bit. Even though Retasu did not want to drag in their civil war into this off planet tournament, he found himself wanting to make this one a bit more personal than just for good sport. After all, he didn't have anyone to hide behind today. And so, those fists flew in their continued faster than the naked eye could see manner, doing what he could to push Pars back towards the edge of the ring as well, just in case. "Let's see how well you do when you're all alone, BOY."Usually very level headed, Retasu's tone was a bit more demeaning with Pars. Hate fueled war will do that to someone.
Retasu:3d48 | 0 / 720 HP 6/6 GP _CQpP8BL3d48Pars 3d48
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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 May 16, 2018 19:01:26 GMT -5
{"fair" was probably a slight exaggeration on my part}
Pars was immediately brought back to reality with a quick and sudden strike to his cheek, causing him to stagger back slightly before regaining his senses as he wiped a smidge of blood off of his lower lip. {Tch.... not wasting even a second} Pars noted, sidestepping and ducking under a few incoming punches, slowly edging back so as to avoid a majority of the strikes. That's not to say he wasn't hit that much, because he was indeed. The suddenness of the attack had caught him off-guard, and whilst he tried his best to regain the momentum, he was struck quite a bit before Retasu's assault ended.
Pars let out a huff of annoyance, his face now thoroughly scuffed. He'd leap into the air above, avoiding the last of Retasu's assault, beads of sweat popping up all along his forehead. {Well shit, I guessed he was holding back quite a bit of power the last time we fought due to the circumstances, didn't think it'd be this much though...} Pars complained, his body glowing as his ki flared up all around him, his hands glowing as he clasped them together.
{Im not gonna win unless I give it everything I have from the start!} Pars deduced, yelling a mighty roar as his royal wave rocketed off of his palms and down towards Retasu.
87 - 510 = 423/510 HP 5/6 KP
"Royal Wave" used
POKlGsYh/r 3d44/r 3d44
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Post by Retasu on May 17, 2018 18:14:01 GMT -5
Retasu's final few shots in had seemed to not hit Pars directly, which gave the young Saiyajin an opening against him. His eyes went wide as he watched Pars' hands come forward and fire off that powerful wave of ki in his direction, only have the time to back flip once so the blast did not hit him from mere inches away, but still unable to avoid it altogether. Squatting down a bit, Retasu's arms came up over his face and some of his body in an "X" formation as the head of the blast came barreling into him. Letting out a bit of a roar himself, the attack did its job of pushing back the Northern King quite a bit on his heels before exploding like a bomb, which caused the crowd, and even Mr. Announcer, to let out shouts of shock. Some had even thought that Pars had actually used a bomb itself! This first match was gearing up to be quite the spectacle for the, majority, Earth-2 born crowd that had a bit of familiarity in regards to using ki as a weapon but not much. As the smoke cleared, Retasu still stood in that position, his bare arms showing some signs of scratches and blood, as well as char from the explosion before he stood straight and rolled his neck some. "Going all out from the start, huh? Smart move. But will you last? I don't plan on letting this end too soon, I have a point to prove." His smirk stayed painted on his face, even though his arms were feeling quite a bit of pain from the blast. He would make sure that Pars understood the power of the North! His tone was serious despite the playful expression on his face, and he managed to maintain that cutthroat, savage attitude towards Pars from before. In the blink of an eye once more, the Northern King rushed forward but instead of hammering Pars with rights and lefts as he did before, Retasu instead flipped up and over Pars to land behind him. It was a bit of a foolish move, leaving Retasu so close to the edge of the ring. However, he'd kick off and aim to slam a knee directly into Par's spine if he could, driving it forward as he leapt in that direction, raising his right knee up to deliver the impact blow.
Retasu:3d48 | 94 / 720 HP 6/6 GP 2u8B5xt63d48Pars 3d48
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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 May 21, 2018 18:32:29 GMT -5
HP : [321/510]
Pars let his arms drop to his sides, letting out a tired sigh as he watched the smoke clear, revealing a somewhat battle-damaged Northern King, Kneeling before him. That's a scene pars would love to repeat in the future, but now wasn't the time for that. Pars really should've expected this by now, given how often it occurred in their last fight, But once again, Retasu recovered quite quickly.
Retasu disappeared from his sights, reappearing behind him. Pars had only the time to turn around as a knee slammed into his stomach, causing his eyes to widen and darken, a spurt of blood escaping Pars's gasping lips as he was sent flying backward by Retasu's second kick. Pars zoomed stagnantly through the air, remaining motionless as he approached the opposite edge of the arena. His eyes would soon regain their color though, as he did a few flips midair, touching down and sliding across the stone pavement, stopping only mere inches from the edge.
He stood gasping for air, looking down at the mere inches that stood between him and defeat. He had lost consciousness very briefly from the sudden force of the two concurrent attacks, Pars noticed, causing him to grind his teeth together in rage. "You.. scum!!!" Pars yelled, dashing forth in a burst of jagged ki and a fit of complete anger. "HOW DARE YOU DISHONOR ME " Pars yelled, letting forth a huge barrage of punches and kicks towards Retasu.
5/6 KP
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Post by Retasu on May 23, 2018 19:16:28 GMT -5
Retasu's spine crushed blow hit hard, but not hard enough it would seem. With a pleased smirk he watched the other Saiyajin's body nearly topple off the arena, but at the last moment he was able to regain his composure and prevent that from happening. The crowd let out their screams of approval, for either the tenacity of the fight so far or how close it was already. These two "aliens" were certainly giving it their all, setting quite the "bar" for the matches that would follow them today. Pars would retaliate quickly after, screaming about being dishonored before rushing forward and pelting the Northern King with a barrage of punches and kicks of his own.
Retasu was still feeling the after effects of Pars' previous attack, however, though he did his best to use his arms and his own legs to defend against Pars' onslaught. The strikes stung against his bare flesh as finally Retasu was able to bypass one of those strikes, catching a fist in his left hand. "Dishonor you? What would you know about honor?" A boot came up and planted itself firmly into Pars' gut to kick him away, releasing his fist, and create some distance between the two. "You went and outnumbered me back on Daikondu, two against one, and you have the nerve to talk about HONOR? Tch. Spare me, Southerner. A true Saiyajin never backs down from battle, though. Even if his opponents need to all fight him at once to even stand a chance."
More proverbial salt was thrown in Pars' direction before Retasu created two spheres of energy in either open palm, clutching them tightly with a grin. Pars should be well versed as to what this attack was going to be, by now. "You can throw your temper tantrums from the sidelines!" With that, both arms were thrust out in front of him, twin orbs of ki combining into one before releasing a powerful wave of ki aimed directly at Pars.
The crowd, once again, went wild for the "light show" and "tricks."
Retasu: 3d48 | 152 / 720 HP Used Hakai Hou (+d10), -1 GP
5/6 GP pQ3LSWN43d58 3d58
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Post by Retasu on May 26, 2018 9:32:19 GMT -5
48 Hour Timer Extension Pars , your 48 hours is up however due to schools finishing up and the overall chaos the holiday weekend creates your timer is extended until 7:30 PM EST on Tuesday, 05/29. If you do not post by then you will be skipped.
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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 May 29, 2018 18:21:08 GMT -5
HP : [271/510]
5/6 KP
Pars let out a scoff at Retasu's response. Pars recalled quite vividly that he didn't want to fight Retasu alongside Beefa, Really he only did it because he didn't want to take the unfavorable gamble of fighting Retasu, and then losing. It was a matter of survival really, but regardless, it was dishonorable. Pars admitted to that much at least, but that was beside the point, what mattered now was the fight in front of him.
Pars ducked down, bringing his arms up in front of his face. Two explosions rang out, a flash of light and a cloud of smoke masking Pars before quickly dissipating, revealing his bruised and singed arms, smoke still rolling off of them as he lowered them, letting out a few audible pants. {Well then... it's apparent to me that I won't win this.....} Pars thought, looking down at his arms, before returning his gaze back up to Retasu.
{Should I just surrender?} he wondered, thinking on it for a bit, before letting out a huff-
"Nah...."
Pars burst forth, silver ki enveloping his body as he reeled back his right arm. He'd get up and close with retasu, before letting his fist burst forth, attempting to smack retasu right across his cheek with one powerful strike.
qLsY7_KQ/3d34
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Post by Retasu on May 29, 2018 20:15:29 GMT -5
A confident grin was plastered on Retasu's face, as the wave of ki dispersed from between his palms and the scene in front of him played out. Pars' form was revealed as a plume of smoke faded away, the explosion nearly strong enough to destroy the fighting arena itself. However, Retasu was careful enough to focus the head of the blast to impact Pars' body mostly. The Southern Saiyajin looked to be the worst between the two of them, Retasu obviously flexing his strength as often as possible in this match. "What's the matter? I thought you'd have a better sense of bravado, by now. At least try to make it--" His speech was cut off as Pars' energy flared out around him and the Saiyajin came rushing towards Retasu.
A fist slammed directly into his cheek, snapping Retasu's head to the side of the impact and sending the Northern King reeling backwards in a few hops, nearly finding the edge of the fighting arena but saving himself. He frowned, straightening up, feeling the stinging pain in his cheek from the harsh blow. "Point well taken. Enough talking."
Perhaps they should go blow for blow? Retasu's own energy exploding around him, in a bright blue fire, as he retaliated against Pars, sending a soaring, roaring right fist towards Pars' own cheek in response to his previous attack!
Retasu: 3d48 | 191 / 720 HP 5/6 GP H3a818QM3d48 3d48
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Post by Retasu on Jun 4, 2018 19:17:34 GMT -5
His fist seemed to strike against Pars' cheek uncontested, knocking the other Saiyajin back some. A follow up attack was in order, Retasu followed Pars' path backwards, spinning on his left leg, sending his right one crashing against the Southern's face with a spinning kick of sorts. Retasu made sure to put enough force behind the assault to possibly knock Pars out of bounds!
Retasu: 3d48 | 191 / 720 HP 5/6 GP XmUTFy1e3d48 It is your go. 1/3 Skips used.
3d48
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Post by Retasu on Jun 9, 2018 10:31:21 GMT -5
With his spinning kick landing, Retasu watched as Pars' body flew off towards the out of bounds area. He wanted to make sure that this was the end of it all. His loss to Pars and the woman, Beefa, on Daikondu was a deep cut to his pride. Even if Retasu would rant about how they needed two of them to beat him, he knew it meant nothing. The start of the war was on the horizon and no matter what he told himself all bets were off. He would likely be taken on be groups of two or more. He had to be ready for anything.
With a stern gaze, Retasu raised a single palm upwards and aimed at Pars. Energy crackled from within it and within moments a blast of ki was fired towards Pars' flying body to help accelerate the process of knocking him out of the ring. "See you on the battlefield, wretch."
Retasu: 3d48 | 191 / 720 HP 5/6 GP h3ZVRJe63d48
3d48
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Post by Retasu on Jun 9, 2018 10:33:37 GMT -5
And with Pars' body sent flying out of bounds, landing on the surrounding grass, a gong was sounded and Mr. Announcer got onto the microphone to declare the winner. "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, ADVANCING TO THE NEXT ROUND; RETASU!" Retasu:+850 EXP ... +30% Saiyajin Bonus = +1,105 EXP +425 Zeni Kiwano, please grade my SP when you can. Thanks.
+720 EXP ... +30% Saiyajin Bonus = +936 EXP +260 Zeni +126 SP
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