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 Jul 30, 2018 0:44:21 GMT -5
A few months have passed since the takeover and subsequent rise of the new King of Southern Daikondu, Pars. Over the course of that time, changes had begun to take hold - benefits to help the populace, but these changes really only affected the labor force of the region. A good deal for them, perhaps, but few noticeable changes were made for the military. If anything, things seemed to be even more tense.
Generals who fought against Pars' forces were either killed in combat, demoted from their positions, or otherwise disappeared. One could make guesses as to what those disappearances could be, but for the Saiyan warrior, Lottus, there was no time to dwell on such things. New Commanders and Generals had risen in the vacant spots, and were very keen on keeping the leftover soldiers from the previous lordships in line. Lottus, having fought against Pars' forces, was among those who were being watched. Still, though, Lottus' day to day duties hadn't really changed much.
Every morning until noon, he patrolled near the border of the Central Wastes, watching for any sign of their rival kingdom in the northern reaches of the planet. Even before King Pars' takeover, the southern regions had openly clashed with their rival kingdom. Perhaps sometime before, the two kingdoms were one society, but something ripped them apart, causing a devastating civil war that led to the creation of the two kingdoms. Lottus had failed to defend his lords during the civil uprising, and had no intention of failing a second time.
From noon to evening, Lottus participated in drills and training excercises, and every now and then he would catch a glimpse of the judging eyes of his new commanders, as well as the suspicious glances of his other comrades would throw at those very commanders in turn. The takeover may have indeed benefited the labor class, but the military was subsequently weakened - suffering from both a reduced number of warriors as well as an air of mistrust. With the Northern Kingdom always a threat, this was very detrimental. He ignored the glances and whispers, focusing instead on maintaining his skills, and striving to keep himself mentally and physically prepared for whatever may come next.
Recently, King Pars had left for some other planet to participate in a competition, but that was all Lottus had heard about it. Today was his only day off of the week, so the young Saiyan had decided to take up an offer from a friend to have lunch at a local restaurant that sits fairly close to the recently renamed castle, Clara Victoria. Lottus wasn't personally familiar with that kind of naming, but he shrugged the matter off a while ago.
"Oy! You daydreamin' again?" a crass voice calls to Lottus. The female Saiyan sitting across from Lottus tears off a chunk of meat from the Darag beast leg she had ordered, and stares at him.
"I guess I was." Lottus replies with a light chuckle before digging into the large bowl of what could only be described as a concoction of meats and vegetables. Already, the pair had consumed half a dozen dishes worth of food individually.
"Th' heck for?" the woman asks. She points the leg of meat at Lottus, as if it accents her words. "You better not be like this out on patrol! I can't be bothered to go savin' your tail if you get all misty-eyed thinkin' about the past!"
"I don't think that will be an issue." Lottus replies, setting the dish aside and pulling a bowl of soup towards himself. "I'm focused when on duty; I only relax on my days off, you know that."
"Yeah, you better." the woman replies, tearing off another chunk. She chews the chunk quickly, and downs it with a mighty chug of her drink.
"You're gonna choke one of these days, Rapini." Lottus replies, watching his compatriot as she eats.
"Ahhh shut it." she replies with a laugh. This evokes a laugh from Lottus as well, and the two carry on. Before long, with the bill paid, the two leave the restaurant. Rapini entwines her fingers and stretches with her arms over her head, finally letting out a satisfied sigh. "Nice meal... Glad you had the bill this time around."
"It was my turn anyway." Lottus replies with a grin. He pats Rapini on the back and starts walking away.
"Oy, off already?" she asks irritably.
"I still have a few hours to use the workout areas." Lottus replies, stopping and looking back. "Besides, I need to work off that meal anyway. You're heading off for your own patrol, right?"
"Ah! Yeah, almost forgot about that." Rapini replies, rubbing the back of her head sheepishly. She turns and waves a hand before taking off.
Lottus grins and watches her fly away - their friendship spanned at least two decades, having been struck up when they were still children. Although they now served in separate units within the military, they still took the time to meet up on their off time. And so far, this worked for them. Still, though, Rapini was a rash, proud woman, and concern for her had a tendency to pop up now and then - especially during patrols into the Central Wastes. Shrugging the thought off, Lottus turns and heads for the barracks training center; he may yet still be able to rope in a sparring partner or two.
Lottus 0/600 HP 6/6 GP 3d30
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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 Jul 31, 2018 5:52:27 GMT -5
1180 EXP, 3D43, 645/645 HP, 6/6 GP In far corner of this barracks many Saiyans trained whether it was lifting weights, running, sparring or the like all were prepping for upcoming battles save one. This particular Saiyan, a silver haired maiden with blue eyes and fancy clothes would never have been seen as a Saiyan in the eyes of normal Saiyans save the fact she had a tail like them. It lay wrapped around her lavender sweater and white skirt and like the rest of her was a mystery. A number of rumors persisted about her but the facts that were true were that she was a child born in the wastelands and now was here to serve the king as a mercenary. The problem was she was a bit on the short side so people did not take her seriously until she whipped out the power of a "so-called bigger, stronger" form. The problem with this though was that it was not something they had heard she could call at a whim so many just laughed it off as a joke. This power though, this 9 foot tall Makyo form she only could go into with the right timing of the heavenly stars had in fact saved her and the king from Retasu. She could not access it now though for she needed a demonic ruby stone that was now broken yet still around her neck. It really bothered her because her father Majeck and Pia had disappeared years ago after she attacked a number of Saiyans in a supposed bigger form years ago. She remembered it clearly as something she had done and told people she remained her sanity (as in not turned into an Oozaru) but many thought it might have simply been an Oozaru state. Saiyans after all could not simply grow to a larger size and retain their base form. Their curse was the monkey within them and the power it held. Right now she sat on a bar stool though drinking warm milk, a child's drink, simply because nobody would fight her right now thanks to the fact she looked like a shrimp to them and appeared to have no training in their minds. She did not have any muscle so to speak and none of them had heard of her going out to beat anyone else up besides Retasu. They considered that this fight, even if she had been there, had been something Pars himself had mostly dealt with and so though she was usually sociable with her fellow Saiyans they were not going to train with some hired Saiyan girl from the wastelands. She knew all she needed right now was a sparring partner to prove them wrong and she'd be back in everyone's good graces. Her eyes scanned the floor but the only person she could find that wasn't really occupied with anything was an older looking newcomer. They were just about to enter the door with the intent to do something in this particular building, likely train, she felt. Her eyes glowed with energy filling them with an unnatural red hue as she smirked at the incoming Saiyan. "Stare... Stare... at me, please." She begged this in a soft voice. "I want to fight." Whether someone a decade older possibly than her wanted to train or not with her was a mystery.
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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 Jul 31, 2018 23:09:02 GMT -5
Lottus reaches the training area of the military barracks, entering the building with a confident stride. He begins stretching his arms as he walks forward, taking stock of the other Saiyans engaging in their own routines. Some would meet his glance, and look away - many of these Saiyans, Lottus knew, fully supported King Pars during the coup, and it would be quite well known by now that he had fought against them. Lottus continues on, choosing to ignore the leers. He had nothing to prove to them, and didn't care to even try.
Eventually, Lottus notices a rather oddly dressed woman - the fact that a tail was wrapped around her waist marked her as indeed a Saiyan herself. But her garb and appearance set her out as an oddity - she resembled more of a noble than a soldier, that much was certain. But her ruby eyes and snow-white hair also leads Lottus to believe that she is a mix-blood. A hybrid, as some would derogatorily suggest. He glances around the room, and it becomes evident that some of the tension was directed at this mix-blood. She sits alone, drinking something he couldn't make out from his distance.
He mentally shrugs and begins to approach the snow-haired Saiyan. As he approaches, he notices that she seemed to have already been silently watching him through her peripherals.
"You're looking bored." Lottus says to her bluntly. "Not much point in hanging around here if no one wants to spar, or even spot for you."
Lottus puts his hands on his hips, his tail flicking behind him just behind his knees. He raises his left hand and jabs his thumb in the direction of the courtyard outside.
"It's a little crowded in here - if you're up for it, fresh air will do some good for us. Besides," Lottus gestures blatantly at the other Saiyans. "These lugs are clearly nothing in terms of entertainment for you."
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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 Aug 1, 2018 4:40:12 GMT -5
Beefa's eyes stopped glowing the moment she found the Saiyan she was looking at approach her. She then hoed off her chair and while he placed his hands on his hips put her behind her back after setting down her cup of milk. She had to look up into his eyees from ground level as he gestured for her to leave the place and spoke of how the people here were not likely entertaining to her here.
She'd nod to this and utter softly, "While they may bore me and that's why I don't train it's not entirely why they stay away." She reached out her left hand wagging her finger as she did and allowed her nails to extend from the tips of her cuticles. "One, I'm short so nobody wants to train with a shrimp. Two, I'm a D-E-M-O-N sir if you know what that is. And three, I've lived with so many rumors around me that I always have to explain myself to people. Some are true, like the fact I was magically born in nine days. Some are not like the fact I can actively attain a height almost twice your size in an instant without becoming a silly, disgusting Oozaru. They don't have the full truth on that one; not even I do yet."
She smirked at this and let her tail hang loose then pointed her left hand towards the door and stated, "If you want to take me away though sir through that door for your training or what-not I'm not sure a little girl like me can entertain you."
She hoped to scare him away or make him hesitant with her words and yet felt even though what she said was a little weird he might not even budge. He looked like someone who had come to seriously train even if a young woman like Beefa proved to be no more then a punching bag for him. She pulled her left arm back and without a second thought placed it behind her back again while continuing to stare up into his eyes.
"Is it perhaps you're here for me today however sir because you wish to court me? If so, I'm not sure someone who looks to be your junior by a few years and is so is such a grand idea. I'm honored but marriage and children are not my cup of tea." She added trying to make the bigger Saiyan before her squeamish to the core. She had heard of Saiyans sometimes sweeping each other off their feet for the purposes of love and knew it to be true with the kind of relationship her parents had even though her father had been a monstrous demon. It did not look like he was here for this and she knew in her tiny, pounding heart he might not take too kindly to her rather affluent verbiage.
Saiyans after all did not mate or fall in love unless they needed to. She was just throwing a bit of insult at him not. Something to salt any wounds he might have. Not the best way to start things but Beefa did this because of her demonic heritage a thing she could not get rid of due to her hair never being a darker color nor her eyes as they stopped glowing and revealed they were blue in color.
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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 Aug 1, 2018 7:58:32 GMT -5
Lottus raises a brow as the woman immediately begins talking about herself. Out of most of what she said, the only thing he found particularly informative was that she was some kind of demon. He'd heard of those beings, but had never encountered one before. Then she goes into some presumption about him possibly being interested in her physically, which makes him sigh and cross his arms over his chest.
"Couple of things need to be set out of the way, apparently." Lottus replies after the mix-blood woman says her piece in full. "For starters, I dunno what other kinds of interactions you get with the rest of these knuckleheads, but I really don't care what you are. Demon, Saiyan, whatever; doesn't have any bearing on your fighting capability, nor does your height. I was making an observation, not throwing around presumptions."
A grin appears on Lottus' face.
"Secondly, I'm not really in the market for that relationship stuff you're talking about. I don't know you, and I'm not in the habit of flirting." he continues idly. "I didn't come over hear to get all wishy-washy; I came over to see if you wanted to spar. I really don't give a damn about who says what about you - rumors don't mean anything to me. A warrior proves their worth with actions, not stupid rumors and hearsay."
Lottus turns slightly away, his charcoal eyes gazing at the diminutive being.
"I'm here to train, not play politics or pick up women. I singled you out because this is a military facility for us to hone our capabilities. You wouldn't be here unless you had some kind of strength. So like I said, if you are interested in a spar, I'll be outside in the courtyard. If not," he gestures at her drink, and then vaguely at the surrounding Saiyans spread out through the room. "Then enjoy your drink, and sitting with the rabble."
Lottus turns fully away and starts for the open double-doors leading to the courtyard. Such a strange presumption right off the bat with that woman. He considers that it could be likely that she had been hit on by a number of people, leading her to believe that that's all anyone was interested in her for. He passes the threshold and makes his way to the center of the courtyard, and begins his initial stretches. Whether the demon girl, or whatever she says she is, decides to join him after all would be up to her. He wasn't going to push the issue.
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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 Aug 1, 2018 19:29:33 GMT -5
1180 EXP, 3D43, 645/645 HP, 6/6 GP A gasp escaped Beefa's mouth when Lottus began to leave. She quickly ran out the door after him and upon approaching him from behind bowed to him in standing pose and shouted, "I'm sorry I've acted so crass and rude to you! I just got back from a fight or two where I was nearly beaten up pretty badly only to come back here and consider that a sly Saiyan might try to hit on a weakened lass like I. I didn't want to deal with it today that's all!" She gulped hoping he accepted her answer before quickly adding, "If you really want to fight me then I-I guess I can show you my power. I'm not sure you'll like it but-but before we begin do you want to fight at a disadvantage or equal footing?" She did not raise her head when asking this question and simply awaited his answer. If he wanted to fight at a disadvantage she would try and activate her latent Makyo Mutation but with no actual way to refract the Makyo Star's power she had no chance of actually increasing her power all her powering up would do was make her appear much bigger. It might give him a challenge though seeing as a bigger person could reach a smaller one quicker with their longer limbs and be more durable with a bigger body. She didn't want to necessarily use it since she thought it to be ugly and cumbersome at times but if he asked for it she would try and provide it was all a part of her rumored power after all and if he truly wanted to view it this would be the time. She wasn't going to try and use it otherwise. She'd already done so in the last two battles to an extent.
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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 Aug 1, 2018 23:32:34 GMT -5
Not too long after he had left the building, Lottus hears the scuffling of feet pattering hurriedly behind him. Still stretching, he looks over to see the girl he had just spoken to bowing her head and quickly apologizing for her behavior towards him. For Lottus, her concern about being hit on by the other warriors was unusual to him - all of his experience with woman, Saiyan women at any rate, told him only of how strong-willed and ready to scuffle they are. This behavior was most evident in his friend, Rapini.
But this girl must have had a protective upbringing, or some degree sheltered. He stops stretching and scratches the back of his head, raising a brow and looking at the girl with a quizzical expression. He isn't used to hearing apologies, but just as strange was her question as to whether he wanted to fight her on even terms, or if he felt like giving her a handicap of some sort.
"Well, you're still part Saiyan, so those fights must have benefited you in some way." Lottus replies, his voice clearly showing his being perplexed by her behaviors. "Fight how you feel most comfortable, I guess. I'm not gonna dictate how you train yourself."
Lottus turns fully to the girl, drawing himself up to his full height.
"If you've got power, then I'd like to see it. After all, training is only as beneficial as the effort you put into it. Give me what you've got." he finally confirms, his fingers curling into tight fists. "We won't take things too far - this isn't a battle, after all. Show me what you can do."
Lottus 0/600 HP 6/6 GP 3d30
Initial Roll! 1d100
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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 Aug 3, 2018 5:13:44 GMT -5
1180 EXP, 3D43, 645/645 HP, 6/6 GP
Lottus "All right then," Beefa stated quietly, "I won't give you a handicap but hopefully I won't severely injure you because of it or vice versa." She then straightened up and let her power flow through her entire body quickly letting it seep into every muscle.ligament and organ she could. Upon doing this, the young woman underwent a drastic change. Her hair turned crimson red like the aura of power now seeping out of her body and entire person began experiencing a tremendous growth spurt. This was because it was trying to access the energy of Makyo Mutation's transformation. Sadly though without a proper catalyst the form would appear almost the same as before to Lottus in terms of power increases simply because her natural body was unable to hold more energy for long. To begin the process of her incredible growth spurt her legs were the first thing to bulk up. They thickened fair beyond the point of being able to be called thunder thighs and to the ordinary person might be more describable as literal telephone poles for legs; because that was how thick they were. The next step of her transformation caused her hips and torso to widen greatly to the point that someone might think she looked as strong as two people sharing a single body. Her arms, shoulder, chest, and neck soon followed all gaining mass that made her finally look (when all was said and done) like a nine foot tall giant. Luckily, as she transformed like this her clothes did not rip. They seemed to stretch with her and hold together as they changed into items fit to wear by a very large person. "All right, hope this wasn't too much, but I'll fight you like this as long as I can. I'm using a transformation I can use improperly here so I'm not sure how long I can hold it but it may be long enough to punch you into the floor I hope." She stated happily now placing frying pan size hands on her hips. "Come at me!" she the cried. She wanted him to get the first punch but if he could not, due to hesitating or something like that, she considered stepping in first too knock him around. Initiative Roll
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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 Aug 3, 2018 23:04:08 GMT -5
1180 EXP, 3D43, 645/645 HP, 6/6 GP
Lottus Beefa seemed to get that chance right off the bat. He did not seem scared to her or anything of the sort but definitely willing just to get this fight started whether she or he threw the first attack out. To start, she decided to step in towards him and swing a kick with her left leg at the left side of his face. If he somehow ducked or blocked this she then would proceed to jump up with her hefty right leg and slam it into his rib cage on his right side. After this she intended to simply squeeze her legs together like a pincer and with pressure from both sides crush him with the kind of force produced by crab claws. It would highly be likely that because of her increased size though he'd be knocked back by her strikes or end up in strange situation where this attempt to crush him with her legs was going to end up vastly different. This difference was the chance he might end up flattened underneath her body as she tried to defeat him quickly in the above method. She had to consider it as she went about swinging her big thighs and legs at him to do what she thought was best. First Attack Roll
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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 Aug 3, 2018 23:38:02 GMT -5
To Lottus' surprise, the girl certainly took him up on his words. The diminutive halfling's body suddenly begins changing drastically. From her hair color, to the intensely fast growth. Within seconds, the once small girl towers over Lottus. Even as she changes, Lottus lowers into his combat stance, bracing himself against the outflow of Ki that whips winds at his frame.
When the transformation is complete, Lottus narrows his eyes at the visage before him. Her claim towards being more demon than Saiyan certainly shows through; but rather than step back in concern, the Saiyan grins.
"Ah, so that's what you mean't." he mutters under his breath.
The girl confidently challenges him to charge first, but reveals that her handle on the transformation isn't perfect yet. She certainly likes to talk, if anything else. But instead of take up her challenge, Lottus braces his back foot harder against the ground, and is prepared for the first strike as it comes around. He raises his left arm, bracing it with his right palm against the left forearm, resisting the blow. Her follow-up came fast, hammering him in the ribs and knocking him backwards.
Immediately, she continues at him, attempting some kind of pincer with her legs. But this time, Lottus was able to move quicker - he suddenly slaps his hands against the ground, hurling himself several meters above his opponent. He stops his own momentum and rockets back down at the hulking halfling, attempting to hammer her abdomen with a heel-drop kick with his left leg, following promptly by flipping backwards and firing two purple Ki balls at her.
Lottus 30/600 HP 6/6 GP 3d30
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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 Aug 4, 2018 6:52:17 GMT -5
1180 EXP, 3D43, 592/645 HP, 6/6 GP
Lottus Beefa remained hovering in the air after Lottus blocked her two kicks and slipped through her pincer attack. She knew he was going to counter attack but because of how she was positioned she had no way to block his attack as he came down from the air and slammed his foot into her stomach. Her whole body as a result of this smashed into the ground and cracked it open but to make matters worse he flipped away from her and fired off two purple ki blasts as she lay exposed. When the explosion cleared she got up to her feet and brushed herself off and while she felt a little pain from this last move she smirked at him as though victory was her. "Hmph, that was really annoying." She told him as she glared him down. A few black marks on her body left from the energy blasts and a small indent left by his foot on her stomach were the amount of damage he was able to do to her but now that she stood up again before him she didn't feel too bad all things considered. "I hope you intend to hit me harder as frankly this won't cut it. My transformation can get even bigger and more deadly I think. It's hard to say since I've not done it willingly since I was a child." She noted quickly flinging her right hand forward to fire an energy beam from her index finger. She'd follow this up by rushing forward with energy flowing around her left arm and fire an uppercut into his chin. After this she'd end her combo by jumping into the air to and pulling back both fists to slam a fury of energized blows right into stomach. She counted a quick succession of five or so with each fist as she pushed her knuckles into his skin with this attack. She'd then hang in air and let both of them drop back towards the ground, her landing possibly safer then him unless he attacked her somehow on the way down. Second Attack Roll
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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 Aug 4, 2018 8:49:42 GMT -5
1180 EXP, 3D43, 592/645 HP, 6/6 GP
Lottus It seemed Lottus wasn't moving anymore as they both dropped through the air. Beefa allowed Lottus' body to hit the dirt below them however he wanted whilst she took to landing on both feet relatively unharmed. From a crouched position she then fired a spray of energy blasts from her hands and and then stomped the ground hard with her left foot sending the earth beneath Lottus' feet hurling up into the air. If he was thrown up into the air with it she'd pull back both her massive arms and bring them forward clapping them together to create a super sonic wave of energy that would burst the rocks floating in the air into dust particles. It might also cause poor Lottus' ear drums to explode and bleed out too if he didn't cover them. "Hm, let's see how you handle that," Beefa announced placing her hands then on giant hips to watch the situation unfold. "I can already see you have a rocky start." Third Attack Roll
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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 Aug 4, 2018 20:50:51 GMT -5
Lottus lowers his hand and lowers back into his combat ready stance, and listens to the hulking mix-blood's words. He lets out a clearly exasperated sigh - clearly things aren't clicking with this girl. For someone who was so worried about being approached by unwanted attention, she had a knack for whipping out her life story every chance she gets.
He was about to reply, and tell her as much, when she launches at him. This time, Lottus meets her charge, but is taken under the chin by a harsh uppercut! This was followed quickly by a barrage of blows aimed at his stomach. Lottus was hammered by the first few, but manages to intercept a few of the others with his palms and forearms. They seem to break back, putting space between himself and the girl for a brief moment before she again presses her assault. He lands back on the ground with a grunt as his feet stamp against the hard courtyard. Next, her blasts rail against his frame, each detonating with impact, all he could do to defend against it was cross his arms in front of his chest and bury his face into the inside of his elbows.
When the stop, Lottus peeks up and sees the girl raising her foot, and bring it crashing down. The ground beneath his feet heave, but Lottus kicks backwards, putting more distance between himself and the girl, even as he sees the now lurching stones apparently turned to dust with a clap of the girl's hands. At the new distance, his ears are unaffected. Again smug, the girl calls over to Lottus and gloats, clearly overly pleased with herself.
"Awful cocky now, aren't you?" Lottus replies, grimacing. "Pretending to be some meek little thing, and then this? I don't care much for deceptive people."
Lottus straightens and pats dust off his armor, shooting an irritated look at the girl. The girl is certainly stronger than she initially appeared; but he wasn't looking for an easy mark in the first place. Her overly polite demeanor was off-putting, and now he understood why he felt uneasy in the first place. He tilts his head to the sides, causing several audible cracks.
"Ain't nothin' special about me, or you kid." Lottus says loudly. And then, more quietly to himself, "Acting high and mighty in a simple spar... Wonder if she even gets what a spar is in the first place..."
Lottus launches at the girl, unleashing a flurry of chops, punches, and kicks against the hulking mix-blood, ending the assault with a harsh kick aimed at her left shin, and an upwards elbow aimed at her chin.
Lottus 185/600 HP 6/6 GP 3d30
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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 Aug 4, 2018 20:57:55 GMT -5
Lottus' attack had taken its effect, giving him an opening in a similar way as the girl's assault had made it difficult for him to defend himself against her attacks. With his initial combo through, Lottus drops, bringing his left leg swinging fast around at the girl's left foot, aiming to knock her off her feet, followed by a hard kick aimed at her sternum.
Regardless of how effective it is, Lottus would then jump-flip backwards, his feet digging into the ground and allowing him to brace himself as he fires a fast volley of Ki balls at his opponent that would detonate on impact!
Lottus 185/600 HP 6/6 GP 3d30
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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 Aug 5, 2018 5:56:13 GMT -5
1180 EXP, 3D43, 495/645 HP, 6/6 GP
Lottus Mixed blood was a bad thing in a young woman like Beefa. Not so much for her own but the sake of her enemies. The reason being that while Lottus did throw out quite a few karate chops, kicks, and punches at her body she took to blocking them in turn with a great ferocity mitigating the damage to her arms. When broke her concentration to blocking though with a kick to her left shin though it irked her far more then anything else so far, especially when he followed it with a final strike to he chin with his elbow. It seemed at this point she might get a chance to attack but she found herself stumbling forward then backwards as she tried to launch her right fist towards him thus canceling out her ability to do so. She did not get a chance to do so even more when his left foot grabbed behind her ankle and sent her tumbling down proper. She was then met with a strong, booted sole in her sternum. "So angry... So enraged..." she whimpered in pain. Her mind blanked the moment he then kicked away from her and explosive ki balls imploded against her skin as he threw them at her upon his retreat. Beefa fell to her knees and for the first time in a little while her mind and body were quiet. A red aura slowly began to whip around her though and fill the area something that had been far larger then previously shown. Lottus definitely pushed the wrong buttons for within her mixed blood was about to cause her some trouble. While Beefa was already big as it was her mind felt like going into a super defensive state and simply crushing the smaller Saiyan. The result started producing an abrupt change in her. Her thighs began to balloon outwards growing to the size of car tires as the rest of her body slowly followed suit. The rest of her body was slowly following suit with the rest of her legs lengthening out to the size of telephone poles. Her torso widened to the point that two grown men could also fit inside of it and her arms were almost equally as long as her legs. The older Saiyan had forced another pseudo transformation in the woman one closer to her terrible "Super Demon" form something she had only ever used as a child. One could even say it was part of her demonic body's natural magical powers but whatever the case it was a big problem. Fortunately, nothing else changed besides the tremendous bulk of body but as the woman regained her thoughts and stood up to fight again she found herself to be in a pickle. "This wasn't supposed to happen..." she stated aloud as she found herself looking down upon her foe somehow, "...I guess must just have the ability to grow really big. Cool." She had no clue what she was doing but she instinctively thought, "If I'm huge I should just crush people like bugs." And so, like a giant fly swatter she tried to step forward and slap her hand down upon the top of Lottus' head. Energy too would be released from it throwing down a blast at the same as she slammed it potentially into his skull. For a final attack the woman fired off an strong kick hoping to essentially curb stomp a flattened opponent by hitting his entire body straight on with the pointed end of her foot. Her movements were slow though, something she had not realized completely yet, and if Lottus was lucky this gigantic form could be beaten if he did not get crushed by it. Fourth Attack
JEask2An3d43 3d43
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