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Post by Mizuri on Aug 2, 2018 11:59:39 GMT -5
"Are you feeling okay? You didn't even finish your tea!" "FUCK YOU YOU FUCKING LITTLE PIECE OF- GLAHGBLAGH"
Imoya's cry was muffled as the stuffed animals pulled her head back, forced her mouth open, and poured the lukewarm green tea down her throat.
She was presently tied to a chair at the end of a long rectangular table, as she had been for the last three years. The sky was bright and blue, the sun shining happily above... ceaselessly radiating it's light on the flowery scene below. There was no night here. Every day was filled with twenty-four hours of unbroken sunlight with only the occasional light breeze to break the monotony. Stuffed animals of all shapes and sizes, from rabbits, to foxes, to cats danced around the table and sang merrily about love and friendship in those squeaky voices of theirs, one only breaking away from the pack to place another piece of food or drink in front of the bound Saiyan.
The table had other chairs around it, of course, and a different animal sat in each one. As they were merely dolls, their cups held no liquid and their plates held no food. But they still mimed eating and drinking all the same, as if to not let the woman feel so lonely while they chattered amongst themselves, occasionally hooting with laughter at something amusing their compatriots had said. It. Was. Hell.
Literally. The glowing halo floating over her head made no secret of that fact. How Imoya had died was rather embarrassing. A mighty warrior that had laid waste to countless planets and slaughtered all who opposed her... laid low by choking on a bone that lay hidden in a poorly prepared slab of meat. Her power waned in this place, helplessly bound as she was. If she'd had the presence of mind to focus on manipulating her Ki, she might have been able to training her skills somewhat in the years since her death, but she was a simple sort who enjoyed punching and kicking above all else. Meditation or mental exercises were a foreign concept to her.
"You haven't had a bite to eat! Would you like help with that?" "I'M GOING TO BITE YOUR FUCKING HEAD OFF!" "Oh? Why didn't you just say so? One head of lettuce, coming right up!"
A rabbit hopped out of position, placed it's hands beneath it's chin... and popped it's head right off, the furry face instantly transforming into a healthy sphere of lettuce moments before a replacement head popped up to fill the void between it's shoulders. "There we go! One lettuce!" Imoya opened her mouth to bark another string of expletives, only for the rabbit to shove it's hand between her right molars to hold her mouth open while the other hand pulled off a few leaves... and then shoved the lettuce into her mouth. She gagged and tried to spit it out, only to have another handful stuffed in afterwards. "Come on! You need to eat if you want to grow up to be big and strong~!"
Something inside of her snapped. A hidden wellspring of power rising up inside of her, building and building- until it finally exploded outward, enveloping her body in a black, flame-like Ki. The force of the dark power erupting from her body shoved the stuffed animals back, sending them tumbling in all directions as the bright sky darkened and a powerful gust blew through the field. Her bindings burned away as the Saiyan rose to her feet, turning her head skyward- "RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" She howled with all the rage she could muster, the unnatural Ki flowing off of her body in smoky streams. As she yelled, a crack formed in the sky overhead. And then another. And another. The cracks spiderwebbed together before quickly spreading across the horizon, just as the illusion shattered apart into shards and fragments.
The animals, the meadow, and the sun were all blown away by the outburst. In their place was a desolate wasteland- black soil, a darkened sky with no visible celestial body. The bushes and trees were replaced with thick, thorned brambles. But Imoya couldn't comprehend Hell's true nature. She was still berserk, her mind filled with only destruction and hatred. She thrust an arm out and unleashed a scorching blast of energy that blew away some of the thicket surrounding her. Her other arm flicked out, cleaving another path through the thorns. One after another, her attacks destroyed the world around her, returning her surroundings to ash. Madness had overcome her.
"Stop her already!" "N-No way, we need reinforcements!" "WAIT, STOP-!"
A few of the demon guards stationed in this part of the Otherworld had come to investigate a disturbance, only to fall victim to the rampaging Saiyan. Blast after blast, punch after punch, she decimated everything that she came across, snarling and howling like a wild animal. Her anger could not be satiated, and her sanity was shattered. All she wanted to do was destroy everything in this wretched world. Only then might she know some semblance of peace.
BATTLE TRACKER
Summary
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TRAITS
Impact: At-Will. Roll extra with one Super Atk on turn.
Blitz: At-will. Use a standard action to make two basic attacks.
Tainted Ki [Infuse]: Passive. 30% chance to inflict burn on basic attack.
EQUIPMENT
Weighted Clothing: Passive. +50% PL per post or 200 words.
Kai Weights: Passive. Increase PL per post by +50.
Annihilate [War Cruiser]: At-Will. Deal AOE 3d4 Direct Damage. 1/1 use.
SUPER ATTACKS
N/A
TECHS
Cross Counter [Drunken Fist] (Rank 1): Bonus Action. Movement technique. Deal half damage from missed or avoided basic attack back to attacker. 2/2 uses (5 Ki)
Overwhelming Power [Clash] (Rank 1): Standard Action. Take half damage from a Super Attack and deal the other half back to attacker. 1/1 use (25 Ki)
Warrior Spirit [Eight Arms] (Rank 1): At-Will. Bonus action can be used to make an additional basic attack that deals half damage. 2/2 uses (5 Ki)
CURRENT PL: 38,310 | BASE PL: 38,310 HP: 50/50| KI: 100/100| DEF: 70 | DMG DIE: d12 | ACC: +40 Words: 857 words || 𝕸𝖞𝖓𝖎𝖆 |
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Post by 𝕸𝖞𝖓𝖎𝖆 on Aug 2, 2018 21:49:30 GMT -5
1048 words "Quite the tour." "And this is where we keep the really feisty ones." It didn't look like this Princess Vijya was the kind of person you'd expect to be running things in Hell, but that was things really were. The pint sized ogre, no taller than the average pre-adolescent humanoid, stepped up to the edge of the cliff and pointed down at a very dull set of enclosed chambers. "And they constantly undergo 'happy' mental landscapes?" Mynia raised an eyebrow as her gaze followed her tour guide's finger. What an odd form of punishment. And yet, seeing the squirming inmates writhing in agony, screaming out bloody murder with their eyes closed... Regardless of how strange it sounded, it certainly seemed to have the proper effect. "That's right!" Princess Vijya grinned back in response, cupping a hand to her ear. "Do you hear it? The sweet song of tortured screaming?""... yes. I certainly cannot question that it is effective."When the Suzerain had gone to the Otherworld in search of the history of this universe's great fighters, she approached the local authority, one King Yemma. This gargantuan ogre in a suit who manned a bureaucrat's desk, as any bureaucrat would, delegated the actual task of showing her around to his three daughters. The first of these was Princess Vijya, supervisor of Hell via the Ogre Guard, close quarters combat enthusiast, and self-proclaimed quarter finalist of the Otherworld North Galaxy Championship. In that same regard then, much like Mynia, she was a ruler and a fighter. Which only made sense. After all, how else would you keep all these scum properly confined for all eternity? "And somewhere in this section, is Lord Frieza's cell?"It was another odd thing, that someone as distinguished as the Sovereign of this universe be kept in Hell, of all places, rather than granted a more useful position. If he managed to keep his mortal empire in line, surely, he would serve as an expert in administration. Vijya's father certainly looked like he needed all the help he could get, if that endless line of recently deceased standing in front of his desk was any indication. How long did it take you to get to that desk from the moment of expiration? Hours? Days? Months? Years?The system in this Otherworld needed more civil servants, that was for sure. Princess Vijya looked back at the tourist and thought for a moment, before blurting out a response. "Oh, no, no, this place isn't solid enough for that guy!" She waved her hands defensively. "Now if you want to catch a glimpse of him, there's the Maximum Security District. That's where we keep the worst of the bunch. But it's highly restricted, even for me. All I do is take the bad guys there and lock em up. No interviews, no questions asked, strictly business. Easy in, easy out.""Are you not the warden of Hell, though?"The little ogre princess laughed as though it were the best joke she'd heard. Then she took a swig of her sake gourd. "'Warden' is such an overstatement. I'm just the head of security. It's the Kais who set the policies. I just enforce th-"A walkie-talkie clipped to her belt squawked to life with a static-laden transmission. Mynia couldn't immediately understand, from the lack of training with such challenging communication devices. But the princess certainly did, as she unclipped it and brought it up to her ear. "Say again, Taffy-3? I thought I just heard you say Code 187-Acht, over."Another badly garbled - to untrained ears, at any rate - burst of static filled the air. "Ah, crapbaskets. There goes happy hour." Princess Vijya briefly rubbed her forehead in irritation before responding. "Keep her contained, or try your best, anyway. I'll be right over. Out.""I take it this is an emergency," Mynia said. She didn't understand anything the person on the other line said. Nor did she know what 'Code 187-Acht' meant. But it was clear from her tour guide's reaction that it was no small matter. "Yeah, a big one. Code 187 is a Murder Death Kill. In the context of Acht, there's a jailbreaker on the loose and we've already lost some guards." She seemed more irritated than concerned, strangely enough. Perhaps thousands of years running an eternal penitentiary had caused her to become jaded to the loss of personnel. The Suzerain nodded and steeled herself. "In that case, I wish to offer my assistance. Whence be this jailbreaker?"At that statement, the Princess' expression lightened up significantly. Perhaps it was the generosity with which she made the offer. Or, if she really was jaded, perhaps it was because she offered enough power to deal with this threat in significantly less time than usual. Seeing as Vijya appeared to think of it more of an inconvenience than a real threat, the latter might be the case. After all, if the escapee was detained quickly enough, they could get back to their tour... right? "Well then, Your Worshipfullness, just follow me, and we'll be there in a snap!"The little ogre snapped her fingers, and a ghastly black hole in reality opened up in the air behind them. As though it were the most ordinary thing in the world, she hopped right in, disappearing into the darkness. It didn't take a genius to figure out that this was some sort of portal that she gained access to via her Hellish administrator privileges. Mynia didn't have time to think about this, although it was obvious it was their means of transport. She followed suit as instructed, and after a brief moment of pseudo nausea, found herself on another cliff, overlooking a desolate land housing a similar block of cells. Only this time, the cells were bigger and sturdier looking. Oh, and there were already a few corpses on the ground, presumably of guards. Vijya tapped her shoulder to get her attention, and then pointed out the sparks in the distance. More guards, Taffy-3, presumably, fighting - and falling quickly - against a female humanoid. "Any time you're ready, Your Worshipfullness!"With a nod, the Suzerain was airborne, flying her way at the jailbreaker with falcon's swiftness, landing some yards behind her. "You there. I suggest you cease this ruckus and return to your cell."BATTLE TRACKERSUMMARYMynia appears! Enemy Attack #1: Name - 0 acc vs 0 def - dmg dealt or miss. Bonus Action: Name - Effect | -0 ki cost At-Will: Standard Action: Attack Name - Effects | -0 ki cost Acc - *Roll Here* Dmg - *Roll Here* Status Chance (00%) - *Roll Here At-Will: Name - Effect
ACTIVE EFFECTSFIGHTING STYLE Heart of a Foreign God (Reserved: +15 Max Ki | At-Will +3 Ki/HP per turn) TRAITSTactical Acumen (Talented: Gain free extra use of a Def/Util Tech | 1/1) Defiant Stand (Willpower: Delay damage to the next turn | 2/2) Empowered Charge (Rush: Apply Rushing to 1 Super Single per turn. 25% direct damage on miss) Relentless Charge (Assault: Pick the best of two accuracy dice for each super this turn | 2/2) Preemptive Strike (Avarice: Steal an enemy Gear | 1/1) EQUIPMENTOutfit: Essence of Heart (Sage Robes: AW | +15 Max Ki | +3 Ki/turn when above 75% Ki) Accessory: Ki Efficiency Training (Obi: PA | -3 cost for 1 Super) Gear 1: Second Wind (Senzu Bean: BA | +15 Ki and HP | 1/1) Gear 2: Tenacity (Dampening Field: BA | +10 Tou | 1/1) OTHER ITEMSLance Blast (War Cruiser: AW | Roll 3d4 AOE DDmg | 1/1) SUPER ATTACKSFullbuster Joust III (Single Signature | 2d12 | Ki -5 | Versatile | Adaptable) TECHS Instinct III (Sonic Sway: BAR | Ki -5 | Avoid all dmg that rolls nat 5 and under. MVT | 1/1) Counter Charge III (Clash: SAR | Ki -15 | Negate 50% dmg and reflect 50% as DDmg | 1/1) Parry III (Deflect: BAR | Ki -5 | Negate 50% dmg from 1 Super | 2/2) Vengeful Guard III (Lightning Aura: BA | Ki -10 | Deal 1 DDmg per die that hits you. 4 Turns | 1/1) Arsenal Gear III (Magic Materialization: BA | Ki -10 | Summon Gear item. -5 cost if in inventory | 1/1) Regulus of the Indomitable White III (Paparapapa: BA/AW | Ki -5 | Summon sidekick. d6 DDmg. Leaves if you roll 2 or less. Sacrifice to negate 50% dmg | 1/1) Road to Glory III (Revenger Charge: PA/AW | Gain up to 8 stacks when taking Super dmg. Use up to 2 stacks on a Super for +5 acc each) Shining Lance III (Solar Flare: BA | Ki -5 | 60% chance to land 2 stacks of Blind and apply d6 DDmg | 2/2) Mana Burst III (Freeze: BA | Ki -5 | 80% to land 2 stacks of Freeze | 2/2) LEGENDARYHoly Selection III (Light Eating: AW | Steal 5ki and 5% of current enemy PL. Cannot exceed +50% of your natural PL | 4/4) CURRENT PL: 617,223
HP: 90/90 | KI: 130/130 | DEF: 50 | DMG DIE: d12 | ACC: +40 |
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Post by Mizuri on Aug 2, 2018 23:14:52 GMT -5
Imoya felt an almost supernatural power guiding her actions, as if the reigns of her body had been wrestled from her control. She'd been trapped in this nightmare for three years- why was it only now that she found the power to break free? And what was this strange sensation welling up inside of her chest?
With her body operating on auto-pilot, all she could do was consider her present situation. Yet, her focus was still muddled. It felt as if she were still locked within a dream, her thoughts scattered to the abyss. She had a distinct feeling that when she snapped out of this trance, she wouldn't remember this conversation with herself- or much else for that matter. But maybe that was for the best.
She'd be lying if she said that watching herself grab an Ogre by both ends and ripping the guard in half with her bare hands didn't fill her with some deep, primal glee. Her only regret is that she couldn't be the one doing it. And there she was, grabbing another guard by the head and smashing his broken and lifeless body through a particularly thick wall. She was silently rooting for herself within the confines of her own mind.
But something about this felt wrong. This power wasn't hers. Was there really any glory to be had when she was merely an observer? Eh. Fuck it. That was something to worry about after this place was razed to the ground and she was free. For now, all she could do was sit back and watch- so that's exactly what she planned on doing.
"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!"
Another unintelligible roar escaped the woman as two guards fired spheres of yellow Ki at her. Both of her arms came up, each catching an orb with her palm even as the force of the twin attacks pushed her back, a small cloud of dust kicking up around her feet as she skidded several meters back. But in her hands, the yellow orbs filled with a black light before being entirely consumed by darkness. She swung her arms forward, flinging the orbs back at their creators. One guard turned and fled while the other braced himself to push the attack back... but both actions were futile. The orbs easily seared away their bodies, the resulting explosion leaving behind nothing but dust.
The dark Ki that she had summoned earlier coiled itself around her body, empowering it further. The ground beneath her feet began to evaporate as she stomped forward, such was the raw toxicity of her new aura. Even merely touching her in this state seemed dangerous. The guards seemed to have gotten the message, as the survivors took the wounded and felt. Imoya would have shouted 'COWARDS!' if she could, but instead it merely came out as "GRAAAAAAAAH!"
Though she didn't have to wait long for a fight. Though she noted the presence that descended behind her, she could neither sense it's power nor did she care. It would be destroyed like all the rest. She made a half-turn, moving just enough so that Mynia could see that the Saiyan's pupils had all but vanished as she let out another pained howl... and in the next moment, she vanished from sight, only to immediately reappear in front of the woman, floating horizontally with an arm cocked back. Imoya let out another enraged cry as she thrust her arm out, then another, then another. She attempted to push the woman back with a barrage of punches, the dark aura still flaring around her even as she finished her combination by locking hands and raising her arms over her head... only to swing it down in a vicious haymaker. Even if the attack was blocked or evaded, the force was still enough to pulverize the ground beneath the Saiyan and kick up an obscuring cloud of dust.
BATTLE TRACKER
Summary
Imoya greeted the newcomer! With a fist! To her face! Several times!
At-Will: Blitz
Standard Action 1: Basic Attack!
Accuracy: ueMMlooP1d100+5
Damage: 1d12
Effect 1d100: Burn 30%
Standard Action 1.5: Basic Attack 2!
Accuracy: 1d100+40
Damage: 1d12
Effect 1d100: Burn 30%
Standard Action 2: Basic Attack 3!
Accuracy: 1d100+40
Damage: 1d12
Effect 1d100: Burn 30%
Bonus Action: Warrior Spirit
Standard Action 2: Basic Attack 3.5!
Accuracy: 1d100+40
Damage: 1d6
Effect 1d100: Burn 30%
TRAITS
Impact: At-Will. Roll extra with one Super Atk on turn.
Blitz: At-will. Use a standard action to make two basic attacks.
Tainted Ki [Infuse]: Passive. 30% chance to inflict burn on basic attack.
EQUIPMENT
Weighted Clothing: Passive. +50% PL per post or 200 words.
Kai Weights: Passive. Increase PL per post by +50.
Annihilate [War Cruiser]: At-Will. Deal AOE 3d4 Direct Damage. 1/1 use.
SUPER ATTACKS
N/A
TECHS
Cross Counter [Drunken Fist] (Rank 1): Bonus Action. Movement technique. Deal half damage from missed or avoided basic attack back to attacker. 2/2 uses (5 Ki)
Overwhelming Power [Clash] (Rank 1): Standard Action. Take half damage from a Super Attack and deal the other half back to attacker. 1/1 use (25 Ki)
Warrior Spirit [Eight Arms] (Rank 1): At-Will. Bonus action can be used to make an additional basic attack that deals half damage. 1/2 uses (5 Ki)
CURRENT PL: 38,310 | BASE PL: 38,310 HP: 50/50| KI: 95/100| DEF: 70 | DMG DIE: d12 | ACC: +40 Words: 650 words || 𝕸𝖞𝖓𝖎𝖆 1d100+5·1d12·1d100·1d100+5·1d12·1d100·1d100+5·1d12·1d100·1d100+5·1d6·1d100 |
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Post by 𝕸𝖞𝖓𝖎𝖆 on Aug 3, 2018 0:54:13 GMT -5
447 words "Quite the tour." From this vantage point, the carnage was more apparent. She had seen many a field like this in her centuries of war. All unfortunate, and not all necessary. This was certainly one of the latter. Nevertheless, these ogres were all doing their work, and dying in a prison break was a very possible risk. That being said, the reason became more apparent when the seemingly maddened Saiyan turned around to face her and roared. The simple answer? She had lost her mind. Temporarily? Permanently? If not the latter, then experience taught the Suzerain that the solution to the former was to beat some good sense back into that brain. Considering how those earlier inmates acted when exposed to this treatment, it was entirely plausible that she had gone made from the torture. That was hell. And it was a very effective version of it too. Before the first punch had come into contact with her, Mynia had already raised her weapon in front of her face. The Holy Lance took most of the punches, save a couple that had slipped through and struck her visage. Her head turned to the right from the impact, though that was about it. Blazing black ki enveloped her body and an singed her cape - it would have to be replaced, unfortunately. "Impressive." Though perhaps what was more impressive that this jailbreaker had caught her while she was relaxed, and was thus only able to put up a half-decent defense. Her neck slowly turned back to face forward as the dust began to settle down, dirt and grime landing on her porcelain face to outline a bruise on her left cheek. "No wonder you escaped from your cell. But now let's see how much it's going to take to put you back in it."Platinine lance began to spin, slowly releasing increasing amounts of golden light as it built up momentum. "Holy Lance. Show me the way." Mynia swung the weapon horizontally across the neck level, unleashing a devastating wave of golden light that would obliterate a mountain, if it happened to fly into one. If nothing else, it would prompt her to block, giving the Suzerain some wiggle room. This, she used to release some of her stored up energy in a powerful shockwave that would hopefully slow her opponent down. At the same time, some of that power could be used as a shield, if the need game to it... Mynia would end this by charging directly at her foe, Lance out forward, in a sure burst. If the tip of the spear missed, the mere pressure blast of being in such close proximity would be enough to cause damage. If it hit, it would knock some of that meddlesome black ki out of her. BATTLE TRACKERSUMMARYMynia dodges Basic Attacks 2 and 3.5. Basic Attacks 1 and 3 hit and do 4 dmg. Burn for 4 turns. She counters with War Cruiser, Freeze, Dampening Field, and a Super Attack. DEFENSIVE PHASE:Incoming: Imoya Basic 1: 83 v 50 (Hit!) | 3 Dmg + 2 Burn Basic 2: 24 v 50 (Miss!) Basic 3: 69 v 50 (Hit!) | 1 Dmg + 2 Burn Basic 4: 27 v 50 (Miss!) OFFENSIVE PHASEAt-Will: Empowered Charge (Rushing: If [Standard Action 2] Misses, deal 25% DDmg) Lance Blast (War Cruiser: AW | Roll 3d4 AOE DDmg | 0/1) Direct Dmg: B9TsQlrC3d4Bonus Action: Mana Burst III (Freeze: BA | Ki -5 | 80% to land 2 stacks of Freeze | 1/2) Status ≤ 80: 1d100 (FAIL) Standard Action 1: Gear 2: Tenacity (Dampening Field: +10 Tou | 0/1) Standard Action 2: Super Attack - Fullbuster Joust III (Single Signature | 2d12 | Ki -5 | Rushing | Adaptable [BASHING]: Drain 5 ki from opponent) Hit: 1d100+40Dmg: 2d12 (3 RUSHING DMG IF AVOIDED) Status: N/A
ACTIVE EFFECTSBurn: (-3 HP | 4/4) Tou: 10 FIGHTING STYLE Heart of a Foreign God (Reserved: +15 Max Ki | At-Will +3 Ki/HP per turn) TRAITSTactical Acumen (Talented: Gain free extra use of a Def/Util Tech | 1/1) Defiant Stand (Willpower: Delay damage to the next turn | 2/2) Empowered Charge (Rush: Apply Rushing to 1 Super Single per turn. 25% direct damage on miss) Relentless Charge (Assault: Pick the best of two accuracy dice for each super this turn | 2/2) Preemptive Strike (Avarice: Steal an enemy Gear | 1/1) EQUIPMENTOutfit: Essence of Heart (Sage Robes: AW | +15 Max Ki | +3 Ki/turn when above 75% Ki) Accessory: Ki Efficiency Training (Obi: PA | -3 cost for 1 Super) Gear 1: Second Wind (Senzu Bean: BA | +15 Ki and HP | 1/1) Gear 2: Tenacity (Dampening Field: BA | +10 Tou | 0/1)OTHER ITEMSLance Blast (War Cruiser: AW | Roll 3d4 AOE DDmg | 0/1)SUPER ATTACKSFullbuster Joust III (Single Signature | 2d12 | Ki -5 | Versatile | Adaptable) TECHS Instinct III (Sonic Sway: BAR | Ki -5 | Avoid all dmg that rolls nat 5 and under. MVT | 1/1) Counter Charge III (Clash: SAR | Ki -15 | Negate 50% dmg and reflect 50% as DDmg | 1/1) Parry III (Deflect: BAR | Ki -5 | Negate 50% dmg from 1 Super | 2/2) Vengeful Guard III (Lightning Aura: BA | Ki -10 | Deal 1 DDmg per die that hits you. 4 Turns | 1/1) Arsenal Gear III (Magic Materialization: BA | Ki -10 | Summon Gear item. -5 cost if in inventory | 1/1) Regulus of the Indomitable White III (Paparapapa: BA/AW | Ki -5 | Summon sidekick. d6 DDmg. Leaves if you roll 2 or less. Sacrifice to negate 50% dmg | 1/1) Road to Glory III (Revenger Charge: PA/AW | Gain up to 8 stacks when taking Super dmg. Use up to 2 stacks on a Super for +5 acc each) Shining Lance III (Solar Flare: BA | Ki -5 | 60% chance to land 2 stacks of Blind and apply d6 DDmg | 2/2) Mana Burst III (Freeze: BA | Ki -5 | 80% to land 2 stacks of Freeze | 1/2) LEGENDARYHoly Selection III (Light Eating: AW | Steal 5ki and 5% of current enemy PL. Cannot exceed +50% of your natural PL | 4/4) CURRENT PL: 617,223
HP: 86/90 | KI: 120/130 | DEF: 50 | DMG DIE: d12 | ACC: +40 |
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Post by Mizuri on Aug 3, 2018 9:01:07 GMT -5
A few of her attacks hit their mark, but the damage appeared negligible. If Imoya were in her right mind, she would have been extremely angry. She didn't like when things she punched remained standing. But then it was her opponent's turn to retaliate. The blonde opened with wave of Ki as radiant as her hair- but it meant little to the berserk Saiyan. Imoya thrust her arms forward with palms facing up, as if trying to block the light with her bare hands. And that was exactly what she did. The black aura flared as it strained against the light- yet ultimately she was consumed by it's brilliance.
Whatever tainted Ki infected Imoya's body was burned away for a moment, leaving her exposed skin smoldering and reddened from the attack. She was leaning back at a strange angle, dangerously off-balance for the moment. "B... as... t... aaAAAAAARRRRRRRRHHHHH!" The Saiyan nearly managed a single word before the black Ki surged out from her body and enveloped her in it's corrupting embrace once more. But this time a strange light shone faintly in the opening of her shirt between her breasts, though it's source wasn't entirely clear as of yet.
When the lancer charged forward with her weapon at the ready, most might have felt an overwhelming pressure at facing down such a powerful foe. But the Saiyan knew neither fear nor sanity. Where some might have fled, she surged forward as well, dashing to meet her opponent. Before the woman's attack could be fully formed, Imoya lunged at her, either not noticing or caring that the point of the lance clipped her side and tore through her ethereal flesh. There was neither pain nor blood- such was the benefit of already being done.
But now that she was inside the woman's guard, Imoya's arm thrust forward in an attempt to grab Mynia by the face and slam her down against the ground. Whether she managed to get her hand on the woman's face or not, she'd still try and dash forward while grabbing at the Suzerain to drag her against the ground before slamming her back against the far wall. If she'd managed to make it this far, the aura around Imoya's fists would surge, forming black spheres of Ki that would cause a small explosion each time she drove her fist in, attempting to hammer Mynia against the wall with a barrage of blows- and for the finale, she threw her head back and roared while throwing her arms into the air, her aura turning to black fire as it erupted out into an explosive pillar of energy to destroy this section of the prison surrounding them.
BATTLE TRACKER
Summary
Attack attack attackattackattack!
Enemy Attack 1: Lance Blast - 9 direct damage!
Enemy Attack 2: Fullbuster Joust III - 73 ATK vs 70 DEF. Attack succeeds! 15 Damage.
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Standard Action 1: Clash!
Damage: 7
Effect: Fullbuster Joust III damage reduced to 7.
At-Will: Blitz
Standard Action 2.1: Basic Attack!
Accuracy: 7GIQ9BLN1d100+40
Damage: 1d12
Effect 1d100: Burn 30%
Standard Action 2.2: Basic Attack 2!
Accuracy: 1d100+40
Damage: 1d12
Effect 1d100: Burn 30%
Bonus Action: Warrior Spirit
Standard Action 2: Basic Attack 3.5!
Accuracy: 1d100+40
Damage: 1d6
Effect 1d100: Burn 30%
At-Will: Annihilate
Direct Damage: 3d4
TRAITS
Impact: At-Will. Roll extra with one Super Atk on turn.
Blitz: At-will. Use a standard action to make two basic attacks.
Tainted Ki [Infuse]: Passive. 30% chance to inflict burn on basic attack.
EQUIPMENT
Weighted Clothing: Passive. +50% PL per post or 200 words.
Kai Weights: Passive. Increase PL per post by +50.
Annihilate [War Cruiser]: At-Will. Deal AOE 3d4 Direct Damage. 0/1 use.
SUPER ATTACKS
N/A
TECHS
Cross Counter [Drunken Fist] (Rank 1): Bonus Action. Movement technique. Deal half damage from missed or avoided basic attack back to attacker. 2/2 uses (5 Ki)
Overwhelming Power [Clash] (Rank 1): Standard Action. Take half damage from a Super Attack and deal the other half back to attacker. 0/1 use (25 Ki)
Warrior Spirit [Eight Arms] (Rank 1): At-Will. Bonus action can be used to make an additional basic attack that deals half damage. 0/2 uses (5 Ki)
CURRENT PL: 38,310 | BASE PL: 38,310 HP: 34/50| KI: 60/100| DEF: 70 | DMG DIE: d12 | ACC: +40 Words: 449 words || 𝕸𝖞𝖓𝖎𝖆 1d100+40·1d12·1d100·1d100+40·1d12·1d100·1d100+40·1d6·1d100·3d4 |
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Post by 𝕸𝖞𝖓𝖎𝖆 on Aug 4, 2018 1:23:50 GMT -5
373 words "Quite the tour." When you're bad enough to be locked up in an eternal high security prison established by the gods, surely, you have merit in the arts of martial conflict. If not all out war, then at least battle. That was the simple matter of this clash. Mynia was not a battle-hungry Saiyan, but she could appreciate talent. To boldly - or madly - rush in to face her charge head on was a useful tactic, one she had done many times. When the prison breaker grabbed her face and slammed it into the ground, she prepared herself. There was no question now. This was no spar to be taking it easy. Bruised, though perhaps the crater left after her face was dragged out meant that the ground had suffered through much worse. Mynia steeled herself for the inevitable impact that would come from behind her, raising a thin sheet of energy to absorb the force and reflect it back into the far wall. Ancient netherstone shattered into a million pieces, debris flying everywhere as the laws of motion were turned on themselves. But the onslaught wasn't over, as her opponent unleashed a flurry of burning punches. Though by this time, she had raised her guard once more, only a few landing blows. The violent prisoner roared out loud and unleashed an impressive burst of energy that leveled their immediate surroundings. A pillar of sickly dark ki erupted into the black hellish clouds. A pity that last one was a waste of energy. "I see that I've underestimated you." The Holy Lance began to spin yet again, golden glow flowing out like water bursting from a ruptured dam. At the same time, a bright blue aura emerged from within Mynia's person, as she released untapped energies. "I apologize for that."Taking up a stance, she pulled the weapon back while she took a step forward and extended her left hand into a guard. "This will be more appropriate to your ability." In a split of a split of a second, the Suzerain rocketed forward, lunging with increased energy similar to create a rushing blast. After this, she swung it around in an attempt at head level - a decapitation strike, were it not made with the blunt sides. BATTLE TRACKERSUMMARYMynia gets hit by Clash for 7 dmg! She uses 3 Tuff to mitigate. Basic 1 Misses! Avoids Basic 2 with Rapid Movement! Hit by Basic 3 for 2 dmg Hit by Cruiser for 7 dmg. Mitigates with 7 Tuff. Activates Edge 4 She counters with two super attacks. Burn burns 2 HP. Damage from earlier corrected. Sage Robes and Flow restore 6 ki. DEFENSIVE PHASE:Incoming: Imoya Clash: 7 (-3 Tuff): 4 dmg Basic 1: 49 v 50 (Miss!) Basic 2: 116 v 50 (Avoid!) Basic 4: 99 v 50 (Hit!) | 2 dmg War Cruiser: 7 (-7 Tuff): 0 dmg OFFENSIVE PHASEAt-Will: Empowered Charge (Rushing: If [Standard Action 1] Misses, deal 25% DDmg) Tuff: (Spend 10 Tuff to neutralize War Cruiser and mitigate clash) Activate Edge 4: (+20 Hit | +15 Def | Negate 2 dmg per attack) Bonus Action: Impact Reflection (Rapid Movement | Ki -5 | Avoid Basic 2) Standard Action 1: Super Attack - Forward Charge - Fullbuster Joust III (Single Signature | 2d12 | Ki -2 (Obi) | Rushing | Adaptable [CHARGING]: Choose best of 2 damage rolls) Hit: e6Rz8mBS1d100+60 (CRITICAL. AUTOHIT) Dmg: 2d12 Dmg: 2d12 (CHARGING. BETTER ROLL. CRITICAL. x2 DMG) Status: N/A Standard Action 2: Super Attack - Decapitator Strike - Fullbuster Joust III (Single Signature | 2d12 | Ki -5 | Adaptable [CHARGING]: Choose best of 2 damage rolls) Hit: 1d100+60Dmg: 2d12 (CHARGING. BETTER ROLL) Dmg: 2d12 Status: N/A
ACTIVE EFFECTSBurn: (-2 HP | 7/8) Tou: 0 FIGHTING STYLE Heart of a Foreign God (Reserved: +15 Max Ki | At-Will +3 Ki/HP per turn) TRAITSTactical Acumen (Talented: Gain free extra use of a Def/Util Tech | 1/1) Defiant Stand (Willpower: Delay damage to the next turn | 2/2) Empowered Charge (Rush: Apply Rushing to 1 Super Single per turn. 25% direct damage on miss) Relentless Charge (Assault: Pick the best of two accuracy dice for each super this turn | 2/2) Preemptive Strike (Avarice: Steal an enemy Gear | 1/1) EQUIPMENTOutfit: Essence of Heart (Sage Robes: AW | +15 Max Ki | +3 Ki/turn when above 75% Ki) Accessory: Ki Efficiency Training (Obi: PA | -3 cost for 1 Super) Gear 1: Second Wind (Senzu Bean: BA | +15 Ki and HP | 1/1) Gear 2: Tenacity (Dampening Field: BA | +10 Tou | 0/1)OTHER ITEMSLance Blast (War Cruiser: AW | Roll 3d4 AOE DDmg | 0/1)SUPER ATTACKSFullbuster Joust III (Single Signature | 2d12 | Ki -5 | Versatile | Adaptable) TECHS Instinct III (Sonic Sway: BAR | Ki -5 | Avoid all dmg that rolls nat 5 and under. MVT | 1/1) Counter Charge III (Clash: SAR | Ki -15 | Negate 50% dmg and reflect 50% as DDmg | 1/1) Parry III (Deflect: BAR | Ki -5 | Negate 50% dmg from 1 Super | 2/2) Vengeful Guard III (Lightning Aura: BA | Ki -10 | Deal 1 DDmg per die that hits you. 4 Turns | 1/1) Arsenal Gear III (Magic Materialization: BA | Ki -10 | Summon Gear item. -5 cost if in inventory | 1/1) Regulus of the Indomitable White III (Paparapapa: BA/AW | Ki -5 | Summon sidekick. d6 DDmg. Leaves if you roll 2 or less. Sacrifice to negate 50% dmg | 1/1) Road to Glory III (Revenger Charge: PA/AW | Gain up to 8 stacks when taking Super dmg. Use up to 2 stacks on a Super for +5 acc each) Shining Lance III (Solar Flare: BA | Ki -5 | 60% chance to land 2 stacks of Blind and apply d6 DDmg | 2/2) Mana Burst III (Freeze: BA | Ki -5 | 80% to land 2 stacks of Freeze | 1/2) LEGENDARYHoly Selection III (Light Eating: AW | Steal 5ki and 5% of current enemy PL. Cannot exceed +50% of your natural PL | 4/4) CURRENT PL: 617,223
HP: 61/90 | KI: 114/130 | DEF: 65 | DMG DIE: d12 | ACC: +60 |
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Post by Mizuri on Aug 4, 2018 9:00:40 GMT -5
For all the flash and pomp, Imoya's attacks weren't particularly effective against the armored Knight even if she'd managed to injure her with her own tainted Ki, especially once the other woman managed to get her guard up after the initial surprise attack.
But their dance was at an end. Once again the Knight charged forward with her weapon cocked, and once again Imoya dashed forward to meet it head on. And, as the first time, the spear pierced through her side as she prepared to grab the woman again- only to find that her body wouldn't move. The damage was too severe, even for one who was naught but a ghost. So when the Knight prepared her final swing, Imoya was unable to defend from the second blow that sent her crashing face down against the ground.
Her black aura surged for a moment, shifting wildly almost as if it was a living thing... before fading away completely. Though it couldn't be seen with her chest pressed against the floor, the strange light on her chest from before had taken shape- a v and ^ that's points nearly touched- a symbol vaguely reminiscent of an upright hourglass. At the same time, the golden halo hovering above her head turned black and then broke apart as it evaporated into ash, the particles floating away into the windless sky even as her body seemed to have suddenly healed itself of the extensive damage it'd just received.
The Saiyan gave a pained grunt as she pressed her hands against the ground and slowly forced herself to a standing position... though once she got there, she hunched over and gripped at the side that had been torn out with the Knight's lance. Even if the injury hadn't remained, she was still left too weak to continue fighting. She turned slightly to face the woman standing before her, hunched slightly as she was left panting from the effort. "Who... hell're you...?" Her eyes dropped down to her own body for a moment, then back up to the Knight. "'n why the fuck won't my... body move... how I tell it?" It seemed that she remembered nothing of their little spat, and the fact that she appeared to have no visible injuries wasn't doing much to help her own confusion at what just transpired.
BATTLE TRACKER
Summary
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Enemy Attack 1: Fullbuster Joust III - Crit. 22 Damage!
Enemy Attack 2: Fullbuster Joust III - 136 ATK vs 70 DEF. Attack succeeds! 24 Damage.
Imoya is incapacitated.
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TRAITS
Impact: At-Will. Roll extra with one Super Atk on turn.
Blitz: At-will. Use a standard action to make two basic attacks.
Tainted Ki [Infuse]: Passive. 30% chance to inflict burn on basic attack.
EQUIPMENT
Weighted Clothing: Passive. +50% PL per post or 200 words.
Kai Weights: Passive. Increase PL per post by +50.
Annihilate [War Cruiser]: At-Will. Deal AOE 3d4 Direct Damage. 0/1 use.
SUPER ATTACKS
N/A
TECHS
Cross Counter [Drunken Fist] (Rank 1): Bonus Action. Movement technique. Deal half damage from missed or avoided basic attack back to attacker. 2/2 uses (5 Ki)
Overwhelming Power [Clash] (Rank 1): Standard Action. Take half damage from a Super Attack and deal the other half back to attacker. 0/1 use (25 Ki)
Warrior Spirit [Eight Arms] (Rank 1): At-Will. Bonus action can be used to make an additional basic attack that deals half damage. 0/2 uses (5 Ki)
CURRENT PL: 38,310 | BASE PL: 38,310 HP: INCAPACITATED | KI: 60/100| DEF: 70 | DMG DIE: d12 | ACC: +40 Words: 391 words || 𝕸𝖞𝖓𝖎𝖆 |
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Post by 𝕸𝖞𝖓𝖎𝖆 on Aug 5, 2018 11:21:00 GMT -5
305 words "Quite the tour." It seemed, in that moment, that the battle was decided. It wasn't that Mynia had overestimated her opponent this time. Rather, it was because the goal was to take her out as quickly as possible, to minimize further collateral damage and casualties. She was not, after all, one to play around in a fight, although she did hold a concern about expending too much power.
It had only been a few decades since Mynia had begun studying a higher art of ki manipulation from the Western Kai, and so, she was very conscious about controlling her ki output. Too much too fast might tap a bit too much into the power of her Heart. On the other hand, not enough could potentially spell defeat. It was a delicate balance. In this case, at least, it wasn't a hard decision. This level was hardly her full output.
Mynia turned her attention to the downed Saiyan, inspecting her with calculating green eyes. There was something unusual about her ki. Glimpses and flashes of something deeper. One thing was for sure. There was more to this woman than it seemed. At least the last couple of blows had sent her back to consciousness.
"I am merely a tourist having my share of what hell has to offer," Mynia stated matter of factly as she dematerialized her platinine lance. "You, impressively enough, managed to break out of your cell and kill a few guards along the way."
So how did she come into the picture? "As one who would prefer a safer tour of this establishment, I offered to assist the Warden in subduing you post haste." A quick glimpse showed Princess Vijya having rallied a substantial number of guards and approaching their location. "Speaking of that particular devil, it appears she's here to put you back in place." |
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Post by Mizuri on Aug 5, 2018 11:41:33 GMT -5
The Saiyan's recollection of the last few minutes were blurred in her mind. It was just a swirling mess of colors with no discernible pattern. All she knew was that her body hurt like hell, she could barely move, and apparently she was about to throw down with a small army judging by the group rapidly approaching the pair. The woman designated herself as a tourist, but who the hell is a tourist to... well... hell!
She clicked her tongue for an annoyed "Tch." as she glanced back over her shoulder at the carnage she'd allegedly raught. Walls were smashed, dismembered bodies were scattered... yeah, it looked like her handiwork alright. But she couldn't remember any of it. Not that it mattered whether she had or not. She was being accused of it, and it didn't look like there was going to be a trial.
The other woman claimed that they'd fought, but she went and got rid of her own weapon. Either she was done fighting or thought Imoya was no longer a threat. The Saiyan rolled her neck and cracked her knuckles before taking a few wobbly steps forward towards the approaching crowd. "Fuck... your stupid tour." Her knee buckled and caused her to drop into a kneel, fist pressed against the ground to keep herself upright. She took a deep inhale to help steady herself before pushing herself back onto her feet, starting to slowly walk forward again. "I'll take... assholes out... many times as I gotta..." She was losing a few words here and there, leaving her sentences broken and fragmented. She needed to save the oxygen for fighting. ...Wait. Oxygen?
When the Saiyan's knees started shaking again, she froze in place, brow furrowed in confusion. "... I can breathe?" She looked down at her hands, then back up over her head, noting a distinct lack of a halo. She managed a half-turn to look at the Knight once more, eyes narrowed. "I'm alive?" This was all very confusing for one who had been very convincingly dead only minutes prior.
BATTLE TRACKER
Summary
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Enemy Attack 1: Fullbuster Joust III - Crit. 22 Damage!
Enemy Attack 2: Fullbuster Joust III - 136 ATK vs 70 DEF. Attack succeeds! 24 Damage.
Imoya is incapacitated.
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TRAITS
Impact: At-Will. Roll extra with one Super Atk on turn.
Blitz: At-will. Use a standard action to make two basic attacks.
Tainted Ki [Infuse]: Passive. 30% chance to inflict burn on basic attack.
EQUIPMENT
Weighted Clothing: Passive. +50% PL per post or 200 words.
Kai Weights: Passive. Increase PL per post by +50.
Annihilate [War Cruiser]: At-Will. Deal AOE 3d4 Direct Damage. 0/1 use.
SUPER ATTACKS
N/A
TECHS
Cross Counter [Drunken Fist] (Rank 1): Bonus Action. Movement technique. Deal half damage from missed or avoided basic attack back to attacker. 2/2 uses (5 Ki)
Overwhelming Power [Clash] (Rank 1): Standard Action. Take half damage from a Super Attack and deal the other half back to attacker. 0/1 use (25 Ki)
Warrior Spirit [Eight Arms] (Rank 1): At-Will. Bonus action can be used to make an additional basic attack that deals half damage. 0/2 uses (5 Ki)
CURRENT PL: 38,310 | BASE PL: 38,310 HP: INCAPACITATED | KI: 60/100| DEF: 70 | DMG DIE: d12 | ACC: +40 Words: 348 words || 𝕸𝖞𝖓𝖎𝖆 |
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Post by 𝕸𝖞𝖓𝖎𝖆 on Aug 6, 2018 5:45:33 GMT -5
612 words "Quite the tour." The small army of ogres closed in, with the princess at their head. Said princess took a swig from her sake gourd and gave the taller Suzerain a hearty slap on the back. Her hand sank into the cape, but the cloth did little to stop the clank of the armor underneath. "Nice job! You really are some kinda Suzerain, eh?""I only wished to help restore order," Mynia responded, eyes still focused on her downed opponent. It was strange. Just a while ago, it really seemed like she was dead, and yet now, this halo had vanished. Oh yes, she was indeed spewing what possibly seemed to be local curse words, but she couldn't really be too sure. "Though it seems to be that you have a different problem on your hands." She pointed at the convict's lack of a halo. "What the hell..." Princess Vijya squinted, then walked a full circle around the downed jailbreaker, her eyes wandering around the space above her head. It certainly wasn't possible to lose your halo just from a fight. And she was gasping for breath, after all. Only living people did that. "Okay, so if I'm going to base my conclusion on what I was watching, you literally knocked the death out of her."Which sounded as equally stupid as it sounded impossible. But who knew how physics worked in Universe 12? So, this was of course a problem. "Yeah, I'll... have to call Dad about how the rules handle this. She's definitely not dead anymore.""Will this lead to her release?" Most people would be irked from the fact that if such a thing happened, the work they put into beating up the escapee would go to waste. However, this was merely a rational conclusion based on the assumption that living people belonged in the living world. "I- wha..." Vijya scratched the side of her head in thought. "The last time someone was released from hell was when Frieza joined the Tournament of Power.""I see." So he fought in the tournament after he had been killed. "And they didn't resurrect him until after we won."... so Lord Frieza won a whole tournament while dead. That was a very impressive feat. "But they didn't bring him back down here after his resurrection, of course?""Nope. He did come back here after he died again. Nobody's let him out ever since."This really was a strange universe. The warden of hell talks so casually about an inmate who keeps coming and going based solely on coming back to life, as though that were a common occurrence. If Mynia understood how such a process could happen, she would bring back every last person who died in the Ringless Tournament- no. She would do more than that. She would bring back the Sovereign himself. Once the rightful ruler resumed his post on the Golden Throne, then peace would come again... "Then what will be done with her in the meantime?""Honestly, if she's alive, we can't keep her." The princess shrugged a she pulled out a phone and began to dial. "That's SOP around here. The first time Lord Frieza was revived, they just let his soul waltz out the front door, and Hell's Angels waved like he was some kinda welcome guest who was finally going home.""I see." Mynia looked back at the strangely alive convict even while her host made the call. "It appears this strange predicament of yours is a fortunate one. If you are indeed released, then I shall escort you back to the living world myself. It is the most convenient way I can assist you. What's your name?" |
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Post by Mizuri on Aug 6, 2018 8:17:37 GMT -5
With the Warden and her Guards within striking distance, Imoya brought her arms in to her sides and tried to summon forth her Ki to begin the battle... and found that she couldn't. Fine then. She didn't need Ki anyway. The Saiyan brought her arms up in a loose guard, fingers curled like claws as she assumed a primitive fighting stance. If they killed her, fine. That would just restore her stamina like it had the first time it happened. But she wasn't going down a second time without a fight.
The Warden and Knight's conversation was tertiary to her current situation, yet overhear them she did. It was quite a strange conversation at that, discussing what they should do now that she was living again. At least for as long as they were talking, the Ogres weren't attacking. She hesitated in her stance for a moment before bringing a hand in to gingerly touch the space above her sternum where there seemed to be a tattoo that she didn't recall having. The hell was going on?
Eventually their little social drew to a close when the Warden apparently decided that the Saiyan would be freed from hell. She didn't exactly trust the girl, but... she didn't have much of a choice either, given that she wasn't in much of a position to put up a fight. Thus, she let her arms drop limply to her sides as she turned fully towards the Knight to address her. At least the break in fighting had given her time to catch her breath. "...Imoya, Saiyan Elite." No last name was given, and truth be told, she wasn't sure she had one. Coincidentally, the only people who could answer that question were probably locked up here in hell somewhere. Too bad she didn't give two shits about them. She had, however, overheard something odd. "You said Frieza is here somewhere? Where?" Her father was a drunken ass, but there was only one person that he had ever shown any emotion approaching fear towards... and that was 'Lord Frieza'. Which struck her as odd, given he was long dead, so the idea that he was kicking around in hell for all eternity was something that peaked her interest.
BATTLE TRACKER
Summary
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Enemy Attack 1: --
Enemy Attack 2: --
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TRAITS
Impact: At-Will. Roll extra with one Super Atk on turn.
Blitz: At-will. Use a standard action to make two basic attacks.
Tainted Ki [Infuse]: Passive. 30% chance to inflict burn on basic attack.
EQUIPMENT
Weighted Clothing: Passive. +50% PL per post or 200 words.
Kai Weights: Passive. Increase PL per post by +50.
Annihilate [War Cruiser]: At-Will. Deal AOE 3d4 Direct Damage. 0/1 use.
SUPER ATTACKS
N/A
TECHS
Cross Counter [Drunken Fist] (Rank 1): Bonus Action. Movement technique. Deal half damage from missed or avoided basic attack back to attacker. 2/2 uses (5 Ki)
Overwhelming Power [Clash] (Rank 1): Standard Action. Take half damage from a Super Attack and deal the other half back to attacker. 0/1 use (25 Ki)
Warrior Spirit [Eight Arms] (Rank 1): At-Will. Bonus action can be used to make an additional basic attack that deals half damage. 0/2 uses (5 Ki)
CURRENT PL: 38,310 | BASE PL: 38,310 HP: INCAPACITATED | KI: 60/100| DEF: 70 | DMG DIE: d12 | ACC: +40 Words: 376 words || 𝕸𝖞𝖓𝖎𝖆 |
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Post by 𝕸𝖞𝖓𝖎𝖆 on Aug 8, 2018 11:32:01 GMT -5
293 words "Quite the tour." "Imoya the Saiyan Elite." the Suzerain reached out and offered a hand for a shake. Whether or not she took it, wasn't really important. What was key was the recognition. "Rhomynia, the White Horseman." A tourist and a horseman. A knight with a crown. There wasn't a lot she had to say about herself. The Saiyan Elite Imoya didn't need to know that she was a ruler out to save her star nation. What purpose would that serve?
Princess Vijya ended her call and turned to them. "Yeah, guess that's it. You're outta here." She paused for a moment, then smirked, taking a swig from her gourd of sake. "If you wanna meet Frieza, then get yourself a tour like the Suzerain here. If you show up dead, we'll just lock you up in a new and improved cell."
There was something the Saiyan could relate to, though. "I'm on tour here because I heard Lord Frieza was the most powerful in the universe. I wish to see that power for myself and fight it."
Vijya turned to the Suzerain. "Okay, you never mentioned that. I don't think that's something we can allow. Can't risk him escaping. That crazy bastard took down a God of Destruction Candidate during the Tournament of Power!"
So that was it, then. Unfortunately, Lord Frieza was dead, and bound. How could she fight him? Well... the solution would present itself eventually. "That is unfortunate. In that case, I suppose I have no further business here."
"Looks that way. Right then, ladies, lemme show you the way out..." With another snap, another nether portal opened, this one leading to the living world. This was the end of that particular lead.
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