Space Douches Collide (when morons do battle)

Raditz
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May 11th, 2018, 12:45 pm #1

Continued from here.

"Well, look what the Tuffle dragged in!" Raditz exclaimed, ignoring the bald one for the moment. Let Mikan deal with that one. He thought. It’s not every day you get to meet an old...what is this guy’s name again?

The Saiyan marched towards where the Kabochan had landed, clicking the fingers on one hand at the side of his face while shaking his head; it looked as if he was grooving to some particularly funky jazz music that only he could hear but, in reality, he was trying to jog his memory. Suddenly, the name came to him as he drew closer to the other man, who had also been walking towards him.

"Daiz! The strongest man in the world." He said grasping the alien’s hand firmly...a lot more firmly than was really necessary.

In fact, it was downright vice-like, the way his digits wrapped around the other man’s hand and dug in like steel cables. Once the manly handshake was in full swing, he even tugged at Daiz’ hand, aiming to pull him off balance, perhaps make him stumble a little. It was a real dick move but, then again, he was a real dick and Daiz had had his own fun with the Saiyan the last time they had met and their positions were reversed. You see, these two aliens (if it wasn’t already obvious by this point) had met before, in a place not too far from here (when you could fly faster than the speed of sound, most places on Earth weren’t too far away), when a slightly younger and much weaker Raditz had foolishly attempted to steal the Kabochan’s space pod. At the time, Daiz had been roughly 7 times stronger than Raditz, a monstrously powerful alien already ill-tempered from boredom and the loss of his traveling companions. Despite the potential for disaster on Raditz’ part, they had got along like a house on fire and had parted ways on good terms, each expressing the desire to meet again someday.

That day was today! And this time the gap in their powers was diminished and, if his senses weren’t betraying him, reversed.

This is going to be fun.

"Oh, I’ve got a ship alright, you should see her! She’s big, she’s ugly and she handles like an asteroid, but she eats planets and that’s really cool." He paused for a moment, eyes flicking upward in contemplation, even as Daiz withdrew his hand and shoved it into his pocket to join its opposite number. "In fact, I’ve got two ships, but one of them can get super trippy, so that one’s for emergencies only."

He looked the Kabochan up and down, not just with his eyes but with his ability to sense energy also. He was definitely more powerful than before, several times more, in fact; something inside the Saiyan grew a little excited at merely being in the presence of another powerful warrior besides his usual sparring partner.

"That’s some nice energy you’ve got there. You been working out?" The Saiyan cocked his head to one side noticing, once again, the man standing behind Daiz as he did so. "You know, when I mentioned groupies, I had something totally different in mind, but who am I to judge?"

Now that he was looking in the direction of the bald Triclops, and I mean really looking, Raditz could tell that this guy was no joke either. Both Daiz and his companion were easily sitting at the same level as that purple buffoon, Captain Ginyu.

This planet is so fucking weird. Raditz thought to himself, turning back to the Kabochan, once more.

It was Daiz’ turn to speak now, and Raditz found what he had to say extremely interesting. Of course he did, he was talking about fighting! Considering what he and Mikan had been up to prior to their arrival, it was only natural that his blood was up and he found the prospect of battling with someone new too enticing to turn down.

"Oh, you are so on, Kabochan kid!" He said, a smile turning up the corner of his mouth.

The Saiyan’s eyes flicked ever-so-briefly to the left, just over Daiz’ shoulder, where he could make out an outcropping of great sandstone monoliths jutting out of the desert hardpan like tremendous tombstones. Without realizing he was doing it, Raditz’ brain began to calculate the distance from where Daiz stood to the huge red tombstones and, more importantly, the force it would require to send the Kabochan careening into them. His smile spread even wider.

"Hey Mikan!" He turned his head slightly to call out to his friend, but he never took his eyes from the Kabochan. "You mind if I fight this guy? We know each other from before. You can take the other one, if you like? Don’t kill him though, wait..." He turned back to Daiz and whispered. "...you don’t want us to kill him right?" Then, seeing the look on the Kabochan’s face, he called over his shoulder again. "That’s a no, don’t kill him."

With that taken care of, and without any further warning, Raditz rocked backward on his heels before launching himself toward Daiz at phenomenal speed. Pushing upward with his toes, Raditz seemed to almost hop forwards, bringing his right knee towards Daiz’s unguarded midsection.

"Think fast!" Raditz yelled brightly as he made his opening gambit.
The distance between them was no more than a few feet and his opponent would only have a fraction of a second to respond to the unprovoked attack, but he did have the advantage of knowing what kind of a person Raditz was; he may well have been expecting this kind of attack and that might just give him the edge he needed to throw up an effective defense. The Saiyan aimed to move this battle away from Mikan and the Triclops and what better way to do that than to send his old acquaintance flying with a friendly knee to the sternum? He supposed that he could have asked, but that was boring.

Raditz’ grin grew wider as he followed up his first attack with a second, a quick-fire beam of energy gathered and released from the palms of both hands. Whether Daiz fell victim to his knee strike and was sent flying towards the desert rocks behind him or whether he was able to guard or avoid the attack altogether didn’t matter, either way, he would find himself being pressured by a golden pillar of ki hurtling in his direction. Raditz was keen to get this battle started in earnest, but these attacks fell short of his full power, they were just love-taps. He wanted to draw every ounce of enjoyment possible out of this battle and he didn’t know exactly how much Daiz was capable of just yet. But he intended to find out.

WC: 1,145/2,328 (carried over from previous topic)

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Actions
STATS

1 & 2) Javelin Kick - 7% Agility - 2,115 damage potential.
3) Basic Energy Wave - 5% Ki - 1,500 damage potential.
4) Respite -10% Fatigue
5) Free
6) Free

STAT Enhancements:
  • Equipment: Equipment gains discounted other than weights = -19% Agility
  • Aura:Meteroric Orchid (+14% to agility)/Jagged (+2.5% to Spar/Battle Gains)
  • Relentless 1 Spec: 10% Fatigue threshold in battle and fatigue gained is reduced by 20%
Total Gains: +0% Strength | -5% Ki | +0% Durability |
Battle STATS
Strength:
10,063 (10,063)
Ki:
30,000 (30,000)
Agility:
31,800 (30,210)
Durability:
19,000 (19,000)
Fatigue:
0% / 110%
Health:
38,000 - 0 = 38,000
Power Level:
181,726 (178,546)
OOC Notes: N/A.
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Daiz
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May 16th, 2018, 12:01 pm #2

OOC: This thread is continued from here, including the WC from the previous thread.
“Can something really be classed as work if you're enjoying it and wouldn't rather be anywhere else?”
As Raditz took Daiz’s hand and pretty much attempted to crush it, whether intentionally or not, the Kabochan openly flinched. Surprisingly it wasn’t the pain that had caused it though or the realisation that he was getting a taste of his own medicine – which he hated the taste of, I might add – but rather it was what the Saiyan had said. It was the “strongest man in the world” part, specifically. He had claimed that when they had originally met, hadn’t he? It was hardly surprising though as he liked that title. He had been the strongest man on his own planet and, for a time, he had genuinely been the strongest man on Earth. Still, Raditz was only mentioning it to rub salt in the wound; the funny bastard.

“Damn, two ships? Ain’t you been busy,” Daiz chuckled and shook his hand to clear the pain in it after it had been released from the other man’s vice-like grip. That was the fucking understatement of the century. Just where and what had Raditz been up to since their last meeting? “Seems like your time off-world was more bloody fruitful than my own.”

That wasn’t wrong either. What had he gotten for his troubles? He’d been tortured by those blasted bird people on that asteroid and come away with a seed for the Tree of Might, which he couldn’t use because it caused mass genocide. Fucking useless. Oh, not to mention that his rust bucket of a ship had been pretty much destroyed on his return to the planet too, so there was that. “You did get to bang that hot blonde woman though,” a voice in the back of his head reminded him, which brought about a satisfied grin as he remembered the details. Yeah! Hell, perhaps it hadn’t been so bad after all.

“Ha! You can fucking talk! Where in HFIL did you get all this power from? It’s basically pouring off of you, you damn show-off.” The Kabochan shook his head. “And here I thought I’d been busy. Clearly, I’ve been slacking off.”

Now that was an unavoidable truth if he had ever been slapped in the face by one. Of course, there had been some downtime involved, though that had been necessary on two occasions after the torture and crash landing, and then the physical beating that Zaccai had given him in their friendly brawl. Then there had been the week or two where Daiz had, or rather Trashbag had found all of the Dragon Balls, and then the time it had taken to summon the eternal dragon too. Naturally, in all of that time, the Kabochan had done little to no training. In fact, yeah, there was no other way to look at it. He had slacked off. Majorly.

Daiz hadn’t been exaggerating either. He could almost see the power radiating off of the Saiyan in front of him. Both Saiyans if he was being honest, even if his attention was primarily focused on Raditz for the moment. The reputation that the Saiyans had built for their battle prowess over the years had reached as far as Kabocha, so Daiz hadn’t been completely ignorant of it, and now he finally understood why. Their potential for growth was insane. Perhaps more than a race such as his could even compete with. Still… if he had needed a kick up the arse to get himself back in gear then he’d most certainly got it today; if not with Tien then most certainly with Raditz.

Regardless, it seemed as if the Saiyan was as eager as he was to throw down! That brought a satisfied grin to the Kabochan’s face. He didn’t verbally respond with the other man asked if Tien was to be kept alive or not, but his expression and raise of his brow were enough for Raditz to assume the answer was ‘yes’. I mean, it wasn’t that Daiz was fond of Tien or anything, but equally, he didn’t have a reason to want him dead either. So why bother? Besides, the Kabochan still had unfinished business with the bald triclops in the form of their yet to be concluded tournament match.

Daiz opened his mouth to say as much; after all, he didn’t want the other man thinking he had gone soft or something. However, before he could even form the first word in his sentence the fight abruptly and quite unexpectedly begun. In what must have been faster than the blink of an eye Raditz sprung forward and buried his knee directly into Daiz’s completely open and unguarded midsection. The suddenness of the attack took the Kabochan completely off guard, causing his body to momentarily arch forward and mould around his opponent's knee. That was short-lived, however, as the sheer force of the attack sent him flying backwards.

Digging his feet down against the ground, Daiz managed to slow himself down as he slid back against an outcrop of rocks some distance away from where he had initially been stood. Thankfully his quick thinking had lessened the impact to the point it was almost negligible. That damn clever Saiyan… getting the jump on him like that. His stomach was completely tensed now, though not of his own design. That had hurt. Though at least now the two of them had a little more room to duke it out, what with the added space they had because of that opening attack; silver linings and all that jazz? Though it seemed that Raditz wasn’t finished there.

In movements that near mirrored the Saiyans own, the Kabochan leaned back into the rock to prop himself up and threw both of his arms forward and launched a beam of energy of his own. The two golden waves of energy collided in the air somewhere between the two warriors, exploding on impact and obscuring each of them from each other – at least with their eyes. However, when the small puff of smoke began to settle and was blown away by the wind, Raditz would be met with quite the peculiar sight indeed when his eyes fell on his opponent once more. Now stood a few metres ahead of the rock was now a very naked Kabochan, only now a second pair of arms had sprouted out from the tops of his shoulders.

“That wasn’t half bad. That’ll probably even bruise,” Daiz said with a grin. He’d already slipped into a fighting stance, which looked even more formidable with the strange pair of extra arms. Shen’s technique sure was handy – oh, pun most certainly intended – but it bloody hurt to turn it on, as it were. “But you’re going to have to use a lot more of that power of yours to beat me, Raddy.”

Daiz was already rushing forward, almost as soon as his words left his mouth, and it was clearly evident that he intended to take the fight straight to his Saiyan opponent. He didn’t move half as quickly as Raditz had attacked him, for he wasn’t actually sure he actually could, but as Daiz finally closed in on his opponent and his arms pulled back in preparation to go on the attack, a strange hue of orange energy began glowing around his fists. His energy imbued punches shot through the air, the first punch a left hook from the upper set of arms and the follow-up a right hook from the lower set of arms.

However, he wasn’t done there, for Daiz’s energy hadn’t just covered his hands but also his feet. As soon as he had thrown his second punch, whether it hit or not, he used the right-to-left momentum of the punch and jumped up and back into the air, spinning his body as he attempted to kick Raditz’s directly in his jaw with a spinning heel kick.

Word Count: 1,305.
Total Word Count: 2,325.

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Actions
STATS
1) Takes Javelin Kick (-2,115 health)
2) Negates Basic Energy Wave with Basic Energy Wave (1,700 damage | 0 Fatigue)
3) Magic Materialization to remove all equipment except Weighted Clothing (0 Fatigue)
4) Four Witches (2 extra actions per turn | 1/4 turns | 0 Fatigue)
5) Power Up (+15% to Strength & Ki | 0 Fatigue)
6) Charged Punch (Imortal Energy Fist activated | 1,301 damage | 0 Fatigue)
FW 1) Charged Punch (Imortal Energy Fist activated | 1,301 damage | 0 Fatigue)
FW 2) Charged Kick (Imortal Energy Fist activated | 1,344 damage | 0 Fatigue)

STAT Enhancements:
  • Weapon: Not in use for this battle (except weighted clothing)
  • Equipment: Not in use for this battle
  • Power Up: +15% to Strength & Ki
Total Gains: +15% Strength | +15% Ki | -16% Agility
Battle STATS
Strength:
3,715 (4,272)
Ki:
34,000 (39,100)
Agility:
13,000 (10,920)
Durability:
15,000
Fatigue:
---% / 100%
Health:
30,000 - 2,115 = 27,885
Power Level:
138,584
OOC Notes: I am RP'ing Daiz as having no clothing on, but for the purpose of a pre-agreed arrangement between myself and Raditz, Daiz still suffers the negative detriments of his weighted clothing - as well as the reward gains too. As such his "Nameday Suit" custom technique doesn't activate.
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Raditz
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May 16th, 2018, 5:16 pm #3

"Oho! " Raditz exclaimed, somewhat joyously, as he saw the second column of golden energy spring forth from the Kabochan’s hands. "Taking it head on! Come on then!"

The two waves of energy raced across the desert hardpan, cutting two converging trenches as they moved inexorably towards their collision. The explosion was sizable and accompanied by a rapidly growing ball of dust that blocked Daiz from Raditz’ sight. But he could still sense him.

Not a scratch. He thought, as he reached out and assessed the damage caused by his follow-up attack. What a guy.

Raditz shook his head, slightly in awe of the Kabochan. Despite his surprise attack, which had been successful, Daiz had shown a remarkable ability to fight on his feet by countering that energy beam with his own. From his initial reading of his opponent's energy signature, the wild-haired Saiyan had thought that Daiz might have struggled with that opening salvo, but the pure amount of energy that had sprung from the Kabochan in that last moment had been simply massive. As he peered through the smoke-cloud, not with his eyes but with his other senses, he pondered the power he had just felt from the other man. If he wasn’t mistaken, that counterblast had been even more powerful than his own. Granted, he wasn’t giving it his best, far from it, but that was still some display of power at such short notice.

One other thing Raditz had only just noticed was the feel of Daiz’ energy. He couldn’t put his finger on it, but it felt...off somehow. It didn’t feel like the readings he got from most people, it buzzed in the back of his head like a fluorescent light bulb and it had started to make the Saiyan’s head throb, so he pulled his senses back a bit, enough that the strange sensation was lessened, but he could still faintly sense his opponent’s location. This was not someone he wanted to lose track of during a fight.

"Cooey!" He called out, through the haze. "Mrs. Daiz? Can little Daisy come out and play? "

He knew that something was going on, even with his senses withdrawn as they were, he could feel the shift in the Kabochan’s energy that indicated he was molding his ki for use in some kind of technique. Something about the pattern of the energy felt familiar, and Raditz screwed his eyes together and shielded them from the sunshine with one hand as he tried to peer through the smog, which was finally beginning to clear.

"WHAT!?"

Whatever he had been expecting when the dust-cloud finally dispersed, it surely wasn’t a fully-naked Daiz crouched and ready for battle. But it wasn’t the other man’s nakedness that surprised him at this moment, in fact, this little fact had escaped his attention somehow. What shocked the Saiyan were the two new arms that seemed to have sprouted from Daiz’ shoulders. The Kabochan said something then, but Raditz was too busy having his mind blown by the fact that Daiz had just used one of his moves.

It is my move, right? He thought to himself. Or did I steal it from somewhere?

He wracked his simple brain for the details, but they seemed to elude him for the moment. He looked back across at Daiz, who seemed to be closer than before. A lot closer.

Oh, right. Fighting, duh!

The Kabochan’s fists came flying in, the first swooping toward his temple on the right, which Raditz nimbly leant away from, springing backward at the same speed as Daiz sped towards him. The next came from the opposite side, another hook punch, this one aimed at his ribcage. This time he planted his right foot in the Earth and pivoted away from the second blow, which passed him by, knuckles swiping the air just inches from the chest piece of his armor. The attacks were fast, but not overly so and Raditz had time to observe the slight aura that surrounded Daiz’ fists.

"Ooh! That’s neat! What do you call that one?" He said, eyes wide with delight at the colorful technique.

As he continued to hop away, dodging the Kabochan’s strikes one after the other, he sensed a third strike incoming from below and made the mistake of looking down at Daiz’ lower-half. It was then that he noticed the other man’s nakedness, particularly the foot-long appendage that was swinging between the alien’s legs.

"What the hell is tha...!?" Was all he had time to say before the Kabochan’s heel caught him square in the jaw.

The moment the foot made contact with his skin, the Saiyan’s battle-hardened fighting instincts kicked in. The kick had come from the left and had a downward spin on it that snapped his head around to the right, forcing his wide-eyes to look away from the monstrous thing between Daiz’ legs. Which was good for Raditz, because it meant he could turn his attention back to the task at hand. His head was already close to fully rotated, and the force of the kick was enough to give him whiplash, so he did the only thing he could. He swung the rest of his body around, leaping from the ground and rotating his body with a spin that matched the kick. At the same time, he thrust his right hand out and planted this on the ground, using it as a springboard to vault himself into the air.

For the briefest moment, Raditz was upside down, hand planted on the ground and head at exactly groin height. And there it was again. Time slowed to a halt.

What is that thing? He wondered, aghast. No, nevermind that, how does he even get around with that in his trousers?

The shock of coming face-to-face with such a beast was so great, that Raditz’ body reacted on its own. So it was not a conscious decision on his part to attack the thing between Daiz’ legs (even Raditz was not that cruel), but these things sometimes happen in the heat of battle. He felt the heat of the fireball rising from his throat before he even realized what it was and, by then, it was far too late to stop the flames from bursting forth from his mouth directly towards the fleshy appendage that had startled him.

And then the thing was gone again, obscured by the fiery blast which hurtled toward the veiny behemoth, threatening to burn it to cinders. At that moment, the Saiyan couldn't help but wonder just exactly what he had done.

What have I, fucking, done?

WC: 1,104/3432

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Actions
STATS

1) Evade Charged Punch ( 4% Fatigue)
2) Evade Charged Punch ( 4% Fatigue)
Free) Take Charged Kick (1,344 damage)
3/4) Honoo (3,300 damage potential, +2% damage per turn for the next two turns, even if blocked, +9% Fatigue)
6) Respite (-10% Fatigue)
6) Respite (-10% Fatigue)

STAT Enhancements:
  • Equipment: Equipment gains discounted other than weights = -19% Agility
  • Aura:Meteroric Orchid (+14% to agility)/Jagged (+2.5% to Spar/Battle Gains)
  • Relentless 1 Spec: 10% Fatigue threshold in battle and fatigue gained is reduced by 20%
Total Gains: +0% Strength | -5% Ki | +0% Durability |
Battle STATS
Strength:
10,063 (10,063)
Ki:
30,000 (30,000)
Agility:
31,800 (30,210)
Durability:
19,000 (19,000)
Fatigue:
0% / 110%
Health:
38,000 - 1,344 = 36,656
Power Level:
181,726 (178,546)
OOC Notes: All fatigue reduced by 20% due to relentless spec.
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Daiz
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May 17th, 2018, 1:05 pm #4

“Holy shit!” Daiz exclaimed in wide-eyed terror as the blast of searing flames shot forth from Raditz’s mouth.

Without even thinking about it, his body moving on pure instinct alone, he jumped back through the air in an attempt to put a bit of space between him and the oncoming wave of fire destined for the lower part of his body.

“Why am I naked?!” He didn’t bloody remember removing his clothing.

Still, whether he remembered or not didn’t really matter in this instance for there were far more pressing matters to attend to, such as the fact that his now exposed nether regions were about to be burned and turned to ash.

“Quick! Think. Think! Ygritte… boobs… the blonde big boobed woman that you banged! Nakedness… that blonde flat woman that you want to bang!” His mind was a flush with everything and anything that turned him on.

It was not an incredibly well-known fact outside of the Kabochan people, which was now even more obscure what with Daiz being the last of his kind, but as a race the Kabochan people, both male and female were capable of sexually arousing themselves at a moment’s notice. This had naturally played a large part in their cultural proclivity for enjoyment in all forms, which was something that they were in fact widely known for. That tidbit of information had never factored into battle for him in the past, but in that exact moment, Daiz couldn’t have been more thankful for it.

As blood was diverted from other areas to his body and channelled to the beast between his legs the veritable appendage came to life and rose up from its slumber. At the same time, the glow from around the Kabochan’s hands and feet vanished, the energy pulled back into his body and redirected elsewhere, exactly where his blood was currently rushing. The length of it took on an orange glow, which pulsated from one end along its length to its tip. It was brief but noticeable if you were looking, and as it reached the end an equally sized beam of energy shot forth and ripped through the air toward the oncoming attack.

Unlike most beams, this did not maintain its cylinder shape but instead expanded the further it got away from “Daiz Jnr”, akin to the shape of a cone. Of course, the Kabochan had manipulated the flow of energy thusly for this attack, as his previous energy beam had been, was once again being used as a means of defensive negation rather than its offensive damage.

“Damn it man. Why in HFIL would you go for my family jewels like that?!” Daiz exclaimed.

“Well that was fucking close,” he thought as he reached up and wiped a few beads of nervous sweat from atop his forehead. “I was a moment away from being half the man I am.”

Now that was as terrifying a thought as he’d ever had.

“Now to reign the beast back in… the cold… dickless Namekians… being tortured – no wait, I kinda enjoyed that – bald people… almost losing my dick in a fiery inferno-”

Just like that the rush of blood ceased and all previous thoughts of being turned on vanished and Jnr fell back to sleep. In that moment of calm Daiz found himself looking down at his penis in surprise. Was it that long and wide because he had woke it up, or had he simply lost control again and allowed it to morph to such a size based on some subconscious thought of his? He didn’t know, but while it was so large and hanging so ridiculously low it was just going to get in the way. He could only imagine how ridiculous he would look running about the battlefield with that bouncing off the inside of his legs.

“Not that you’re going to hear this very often, but for now I’d reckon a little smaller’s gonna be better.” He said to himself… and totally not his penis.

Just like that, as if on command, his member began to shrink and lessen in size. It was not an overly quick change and was far from instant, but within ten or so seconds it had completely reformed into something far more average and easier to maintain. After all, he was hardly going to get dressed now he was naked; this was far more comfortable and it added an element of risk that just tickled him in all the right ways.

“Ugh… why do you have to be such a show-off?” The first clone asked as it stepped out from behind the Kabochan. “Can’t you be a little more conservative?”

“You call that showing off? HA!” Another stated. He walked out from behind Daiz in the opposite direction, slapping the real one on the back heartedly. THIS is showing off!”

In the blink of an eye, the second clone’s penis grew in size until it looked akin to the girth and length of full-grown man’s forearm, before thudding against the ground. Daiz rolled his eyes and sighed. What was up with these two? Was this how it always was when using multiform? This was the first time he had even attempted it and, if he had to guess by the looks and sounds of his two clones, he had done something wrong. They looked, for the most part, like bad imitations of himself, though he couldn’t quite pinpoint any specific issues with their appearances. It was just all so… odd.

“As if you’ll be able to even move with that,” Daiz found himself replying… to himself. “Anyway you two, care to focus?” He gestured off in the direction of Raditz, who was still stood not too far away.

At that moment both of the clones instantly turned and glanced at Raditz. Clone one’s lips were pressed thinly together, though in what was quite the smug smirk, while clone two was grinning widely with all his teeth on display. Neither wasted a moment in going on the attack. While clone one forcibly chilled the air in the area, trying to hinder and slow Raditz’s movement, the other threw his hands up in front of his face and flashed a burst of bright, blinding energy in the shape of a solar flare. The Saiyan was fast, perhaps too fast for Daiz to hit by normal means, which made this his/their best chance.

After that, both clones shot what could only be classed as a weak, basic energy beam each. Even combined the damage would be negligible. Even if they both struck true, undefended, Raditz would not likely even feel either attack. These clones were far weaker than Daiz had anticipated they would be before having split, but that in itself was a lesson learned. However, the real Kabochan wasn’t just watching, he was trying something equally new that he had been working on for quite some time.

Having gathered a sizeable amount of energy in the pit of his stomach the Kabochan pursed his lips and began to blow it out of his mouth, much like how one might blow up a balloon. He didn’t entirely understand the process of how it worked or how they were formed, in fact, he didn’t even care all that much as long as it worked. However, when he was finally done a ghost-like being was floating directly in front of him. It turned its head and looked at Daiz and the Kabochan blinked in surprise. It looked almost identical to him, albeit somewhat more cartoonish.

Much like clone two had done, the ghost grinned widely and stuck out its tongue. That was before it looked down at the rest of its body and wailed. The shape of its body was exactly the same as Daiz’s… until its stomach. After that its body began to slim and smooth out until it came to a tail-like point where its legs should have been. Clearly, that wasn’t what the creature wanted to see, or had expected to, and the Kabochan knew exactly why before it was even vocalised.

“No willy!?” It exclaimed hauntingly with a pained expression.

But before Daiz could even reply the ghost wailed even louder and took off directly for Raditz, rushing directly at the Saiyan.

“… Well, this all just got pretty fucking bizarre…” Daiz mumbled as he looked back and forth between all of his creations, the ghost and his two clones.

Word Count: 1,407.
Total Word Count: 3,732.

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Actions
STATS

Daiz
- Continues Power Up (0 Fatigue)
- Turn 2/4 of Four Witches
1, 2 & 3) Negates Honoo with Dickshot (9,775 damage | 0 Fatigue)
4) Multiform (2 clones created | Once per battle | Turn 1/2 | 0 Fatigue)
5, 6, FW 1 & FW 2) Super Ghost Kamikaze Attack (11,339 damage | +1,955 extra damage if blocked | Hard to Dodge | 0 Fatigue)

Clone 1
1) Absolute Zero (-2 Actions in opponents next turn | 1/1 per battle | 0 Fatigue)
2) Basic Energy Wave (489 damage | 0 Fatigue)

Clone 2
1) Solar Flare (-25% Agility for opponent for 1 turn | Very Hard to Dodge | 1/2 per battle | 0 Fatigue)
2) Basic Energy Wave (489 damage | 0 Fatigue)

STAT Enhancements:
  • Weapon: Not in use for this battle (except weighted clothing)
  • Equipment: Not in use for this battle
  • Power Up: +15% to Strength & Ki
Total Gains: +15% Strength | +15% Ki | -16% Agility
Battle STATS
Daiz
Clone 1
Clone 2
Strength:
3,715 (4,272)
929 (1,068)
929 (1,068)
Ki:
34,000 (39,100)
8,500 (9,775)
8,500 (9,775)
Agility:
13,000 (10,920)
3,250 (2,730)
3,230 (2,750)
Durability:
15,000
3,750
3,750
Fatigue:
---% / 100%
---% / 100%
---% / 100%
Health:
27,885
7,500
7,500
Power Level:
138,584
34,646
34,646
OOC Notes: Well... that was all a ballache to work out!
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Raditz
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Joined: July 28th, 2017, 11:45 am

May 18th, 2018, 4:26 pm #5

Just as he was thinking about how he was going to have to collect the Dragon Balls once again so that he might rescue his new sparring partner’s manhood from the oblivion caused by his fire-breathing technique, Raditz was surprised to see the flames flicker and die out before his very eyes. In their place, the Saiyan was brought, for the briefest of moments face to face with Daiz Junior, who was now fully awake.

"Gah!" Raditz exclaimed, propelling himself away from the other man’s johnson as fast as he possibly could (which was quite fast indeed). His body was already in motion so all he really had to do was allow him momentum to carry him away from the kabochan but, once his feet were back on solid ground again, Raditz made sure to add one more somersault to ensure he was well and truly safe from the threat.

"What the hell was that?!" He cried, pointing at Daiz’ nether regions before wiping his brow clear of the nervous sweat that had appeared there (it entirely escaped Raditz’ notice that Daiz was doing exactly the same thing). "Hey, it’s not my fault!"He then said, responding to the other man’s question. "You could have warned me you were carrying a loaded weapon down there!" He was finally able to calm down a little and regained some of his joviality.

Then, before his very eyes, the veiny, pulsating monster began to slumber once more, even seeming to shrink more than seemed natural. It was horrifying and mesmerizing at the same time and Raditz found himself staring, wide-eyed, at the entire process, his mouth hanging agape.

"You’re a weird dude, you know that right?"

But it seemed that the weirdness wasn’t over just yet. From behind the four-armed Kabochan emerged another naked man, or was it the same man?

It is! He thought as he watched, somewhat appalled, as a third Daiz started sauntering around.

Oh for crying out loud... He thought when he made the mistake of looking between this one’s legs.

If it wasn’t obvious what this was before, it certainly became so once he saw how the duplicates were behaving. He knew this technique.

"Hey!" Raditz cupped both hands at the side of his mouth and full-on yelled across at the trio of nudists before him. "Stop stealing my moves!"

No sooner had he said this, than all three of them suddenly turned to glare at him.

"Oh, don’t get all high and mighty. I know you’ve been watching my SpaceTube channel and copying all my sweet-ass techs."

This made him chuckle a bit. Truth be told, he didn’t mind being on the receiving end of some of his favorite attacks for once, so long as Daiz had remembered to like and subscribe. Raditz was too busy thinking about his stats to notice that the two clones had started to move. In fact, the first inkling he had that something wasn’t right was when everything turned white. It felt like his retinas were on fire.

"Son of a…!"

But while his eyes felt hot, the rest of his body felt like it had been plunged into an ice-bath. Nothing he could do about that, so he ignored it for now. He wouldn’t be able to move very well at all in this cold and with his eyesight impeded in such a way, all he had to go on were his remaining senses, so he reached out with his mind and searched for his assailants. He was quick, but he had been literally blindsided and, by the time he had managed to pinpoint the location of the clones, it was already too late to avoid the energy blasts that they had thrown at him. Both energy bolts struck him, one after the other. The first slammed into the chest piece of his armor, bouncing away without doing anything more than forcing the Saiyan to take a backward step. The second energy beam, however, struck his shoulder and was enough to knock Raditz off his feet, as he was already off-balance from the first shot.

He grunted as he was fell over, rather pathetically onto his rump. It didn’t hurt, but he felt more than a little silly.

"Right then..." He said, rubbing his eyes, as the light slowly began to return to them. "...if that’s how it’s gonna be, then bring it. "

Pushing himself to his feet as quickly as he was able to, Raditz, once again, reached out with his mind and quickly located his attackers energy signals.

Gotcha. He thought, turning his streaming eyes towards his opponents.

But it seemed that his problems weren’t over quite yet, for there was a fourth energy signal, but this one didn’t feel like any clone he’d ever met. This was just a huge mass of condensed energy, like a bomb. And it was moving!

"Ah, hell..." He said, as he realized it was rapidly approaching. He still couldn't see properly and, with this cold slowing him down, he knew he wasn’t going to be able to avoid it in time. All he was able to do was throw his arms in front of him and project as much energy as he could in an attempt at a defense.

"Arggh!" Something between, a scream and a growl escaped the Saiyan’s mouth as the attack exploded and engulfed him. What little sight had returned to him was swiftly taken away again as he was enveloped by heat and soot.

Well, at least I’m not cold anymore. He thought bitterly to himself as he felt his body get swept into the air by the force of the explosion.

It was all he could do to keep his outs in front of his face, shielding it from as much damage as possible. His body skipped and bounced off the hard desert floor several times before the momentum began to wane and he eventually tumbled to a stop, ending up face down about 100 meters from where he started. Every bit of him ached, but he was alive.

Wordlessly, Raditz pressed the knuckles of both fists against the floor and began the painful task of pushing himself to his feet so that he could face Daiz once more. This was turning out to be more difficult than the Saiyan had anticipated and a whole lot more fun.

WC: 1,062/4,522

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Actions
STATS

Free) Take Absolute Zero (-2 Actions)
Free) Take Solar Flare (-25% Agility)
Free) Take Basic Energy Wave (489 damage)
Free) Take Basic Energy Wave (489 damage)
1/2/3/4) Powering Rage on Super Ghost Kamikaze Attack (1,329 damage, +12% Fatigue)

STAT Enhancements:
  • Equipment: Equipment gains discounted other than weights = -19% Agility
  • Aura:Meteoric Orchid (+14% to agility)/Jagged (+2.5% to Spar/Battle Gains)
  • Relentless 1 Spec: 10% Fatigue threshold in battle and fatigue gained is reduced by 20%
Total Gains: +0% Strength | -5% Ki | +0% Durability |
Battle STATS
Strength:
10,063 (10,063)
Ki:
30,000 (30,000)
Agility:
31,800 (22,260)
Durability:
19,000 (19,000)
Fatigue:
12% / 110%
Health:
36,656 - 1,329 = 35,327
Power Level:
181,726 (178,546)
OOC Notes: All fatigue reduced by 20% due to relentless spec.
Also, shit!
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Daiz
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Joined: April 18th, 2017, 9:12 pm

May 23rd, 2018, 8:21 pm #6

Despite the ridiculousness of everything that had just happened, Daiz was surprised to see that each and every one of his attacks - did they count as “his” if they were attacks or techniques used by his clones? - had landed! Now that had been a surprise, to say the least. Though in actuality he had been so distracted by his arguing clones and the apparent suicidal despair that his child-like ghost had felt at not having a penis of its own, that he hadn’t been paying full attention when the explosion had happened. If truth be told he hadn’t even expected the ghost to explode in that way! That technique was beyond brilliant.

“HA!” The second more brash clone exclaimed in satisfaction, rubbing his nose with his thumb. “What did I say?! Didn’t I tell you that this was going to be a piece of piss? I did! Didn’t I?”

The real Kabochan couldn’t help but roll his eyes. By the Gods old and new, this guy was cocky. REALLY cocky. It was all well and going being confident, after all, Daiz was more than guilty of having such an attitude from time-to-time, but this was something else entirely. That was when it struck him: this was a clone of him, and while both of the clones were very different personality-wise, they had both come from him. Did that mean that, on some level, this clones arrogance came from him?

“You’re just insufferable,” the other clone muttered. “I never said it WOULDN’T work, did I? Just that it might not. You never know.”

“I know you’re a bloody cynic,” he stated while poking his tongue out.

“I’m a realist!” The other clone exclaimed, pointing a finger at his counterpart.

“And I’m getting a fucking headache!” Daiz finally exclaimed angrily.

Both clones instantly stopped and looked directly at him, though his frustrated looks at the both of them already gone as he closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. If this was how it was always going to be whenever he used the Multiform technique then he was tempted never to bother again! Regardless, it was true that they had been very useful thus far. So while they were still here he wasn’t going to waste the opportunity to use them. Besides, despite the fact that Raditz was ridiculous stronger than he was, Daiz couldn’t help but notice that he seemed to have the upper hand!

He wasn’t stupid either. There were no two ways about it that his good start to this battle was all thanks to the fact that he no longer felt fatigue like he once did. In fact, despite the fact that he had been pretty much constantly attacking with little to no break between, the Kabochan didn’t even feel remotely tired. Not one little bit! If he could continue this level of output without any drawback then there was every chance, even if it was still only slight, that he could somehow pull a victory out of his arse like a damn rabbit from a magicians hat; now that was an odd image to have flash through your mind.

Still… if multiform had been somewhat successful, especially when coupled with his unlimited energy, then what was to say that some of the other techniques he had learned wouldn’t be equally as useful? A grin crept across his face as his eyes opened and fell upon his confused and likely at least still partially blinded opponent. Pulling back his right arm Daiz threw it forward, his fist balled as if he were throwing a punch. This time the distance between them would not prove an issue for, much like the Kabochan’s magical elastic wang, his arm stretched and his punch arced through the air toward Raditz’s face.

Before it had landed, or missed, Daiz pulled back his left arm and did exactly the same, throwing a stretchy punch with his other arm. After they had returned they were followed up by a stretchy kick, which was aimed at the Saiyans gut. However, these peculiar methods of attacking were neither here nor there and, if truth be told, were more for the benefit of the Kabochan’s curiosity and entertainment, for they were not very strong at all. Nevertheless, what was coming next would be quite different indeed.

The two arms that were sticking up out of Daiz’s back began to gather energy in their palms while he began to do so at his core, almost as if he was storing it in his stomach… that was a weird analogy. As his two arms reached over the two of him and fired off a double energy wave, the Kabochan opened his mouth as wide as he possibly could and from deep within his throat the orange glow of Ki ignited. Moments later a stream of hissing energy exploded forth from his mouth and ripped through the air ahead of him, directly toward his Saiyan opponent. All the while the two clones sprung up into the air on either side of him and copied their original, each launching their own greatly weakened double energy wave.

Word Count: 854.
Total Word Count: 4,586.

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Actions
STATS

Daiz
- Continues Power Up (0 Fatigue)
- Turn 3/4 of Four Witches
- Turn 2/2 of Multiform
1) Giant Form (+10% to Strength & Durability | 0 Fatigue)
2) Mystic Attack Charged Punch (1,328 damage | Imortal Energy Fist | 0 Fatigue)
3) Mystic Attack Charged Punch (1,328 damage | Imortal Energy Fist | 0 Fatigue)
4) Mystic Attack Charged Kick (1,380 damage | Imortal Energy Fist | 0 Fatigue)
4, 5 & 6) Eraser Gun (5,474 damage | 0 Fatigue)
FW 1 & FW 2) Double Energy Wave (3,910 damage | 0 Fatigue)

Clone 1
1 &) Double Energy Wave (778 damage | 0 Fatigue)

Clone 2
1 & 2) Double Energy Wave (778 damage | 0 Fatigue)

STAT Enhancements:
  • Weapon: Not in use for this battle (except weighted clothing)
  • Equipment: Not in use for this battle
  • Power Up: +15% to Strength & Ki
Total Gains: +15% Strength | +15% Ki | -16% Agility
Battle STATS
Daiz
Clone 1
Clone 2
Strength:
3,715 (4,699)
929 (1,068)
929 (1,068)
Ki:
34,000 (39,100)
8,500 (9,775)
8,500 (9,775)
Agility:
13,000 (10,920)
3,250 (2,730)
3,230 (2,750)
Durability:
15,000 (16,500)
3,750
3,750
Fatigue:
---% / 100%
---% / 100%
---% / 100%
Health:
30,885
7,500
7,500
Power Level:
138,584
34,646
34,646
OOC Notes: Sorry for the shit post mate! Struggled with my muse tonight!
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Raditz
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Joined: July 28th, 2017, 11:45 am

May 24th, 2018, 4:41 pm #7

Talking. Lots of it. Coming from the gathered group of Daiz’ stood across from him.

Comedians. Raditz thought with a smirk as he regained his feet and dusted himself off.

He hadn’t suffered that much damage so far, but he was certainly bounced around a fair bit by their, surprisingly effective, combination attacks. Lucky for him, they had taken a break to congratulate themselves on a job well done, giving the Saiyan a moment to take stock of his situation. A wiser man would really capitalize on this moment but, considering that the stakes weren’t that high in this instance, Raditz was more interested in getting back into the swing of things.

"Don’t get too full of yourselves...." He said, cupping his hands at the side of his mouth and shouting across at the weirdos across the way. "...I’m still standing, after all."

At this moment, all eyes fell on the Saiyan once again, and a devilish smirk crossed the Kabochan’s face (well one of them anyway, he thought it was the original because he looked less derpy than the others, but it was hard to tell).

That’s probably not good. He thought, arching an eyebrow quizzically.

And that was when Daiz’ fist clocked him straight on the mouth.

That’s not right... He thought as he felt the sting of the Kabochan’s energy infused strike, knock him off balance.

Raditz was caught completely off-guard, and not for the first time this battle, either. Something about the other man’s fighting style was hard to predict, though he had to admit that he wasn’t exactly giving the battle his all yet; he was actually quite eager to see what tricks Daiz would pull out of his hat next and, if that meant taking a few shots to the face, then that was fine too.

...wait, that’s not right either.

He didn’t see the first attack coming, which was weird, because Daiz hadn’t shown any particular feats of speed during this entire match; that wasn’t to say that he was slow, but Raditz was the fastest in the universe and nobody (Burter) could match him in terms of raw speed. He could still feel the pressure from Daiz’ knuckles as the blow turned his head to the side. It was then that he noticed that none of the figures he was fighting had moved an inch. They were still standing more than 30 yards away.

Huh?
As difficult as it was to concentrate while someone was punching you in the face, Raditz doubled down and made sure to check again. Yep, they were all still over there. So who was this punching his beautiful face? Has somebody else joined the battle? Maybe that bald-headed guy from before had returned to sucker-punch him, jealous of his luscious mane of hair. If only he wasn’t being punched, then he would show that goon what for.

It wasn’t until the second punch connected, this time with his gut, that he realized what was going on.

"Oof!" A thin film of spittle flew from his mouth as the wind was knocked from his lungs. "I thought I told you to stop stealing my atta.."

Raditz stopped himself, mid-rant.

Wait, that’s not one of mine. What the hell is this freaky deaky stretchy arm shit? He thought, closely followed by. I must have it.

By the time the kick landed solidly against the chest-piece of his armor, Raditz wasn’t even surprised; the first shot had come from outside of his field of vision which was why he didn’t sense it coming. The bizarre properties of the Kabochan’s body had allowed his arm to stretch his limbs to impossible lengths, which made dodging his melee attacks very difficult. Even so, Raditz could probably have avoided the kick, but he sensed something foul afoot, and it wasn’t just Daiz’ formidable body odour. These strikes, irritating as they were, didn’t pack too much of a punch (I’m on fire today), and there was still the matter of the two annoying clones who had gotten the drop on him once already. Sure enough, when he reached out with his mind. Raditz could feel their energy moving; it seemed as if they intended to flank him.

Raditz prepared to dodge or counter whatever they threw at him, and was about to do so, until he sensed a huge gathering of energy from Daiz’ main body,

A double bluff!? I can dig it, but what is up with this guy, is he the goddamn Energiser Bunny? Where is he getting all this power?

Ignoring the clones for now (there was really no other choice), Raditz concentrated his attention on whatever the original had planned for him. While two of his hands were still...retracting towards his body, the remaining two were glowing, pulsating with energy that was obviously intended for a powerful attack. At the same time, he saw the two clones spring up on either flank, doing much the same.

Not bad. But screw getting hit by all of those. He smirked and raised both hands above his head, where he quickly gathered as much energy as he could. This next attack would be a bit of a gamble, but he had to do something to stop Daiz in his tracks before he got steamrolled by all of these crazy techniques.

The next instant, his own hands were glowing, only with a purple hue that stood in contrast with Daiz’ own various shades of orange. Just as he was about ready to launch his counter-attack, he found that the naked Kabochan had one last surprise for him in the form of a gigantic beam of energy straight from his gullet.

"GROSS!" He yelled, instinctively bringing his own attack to bear. "But also awesome." So it was that he fired his Calamity Blaster at roughly the same time as Daiz’ Eraser Cannon, his intention being to ram Daiz’ attack back down his throat. There was nothing he could do about the 6 energy beams that came hurtling towards him at that moment, the combination was too well coordinated and there simply wasn’t any time left to dodge. Raditz steeled himself for a healthy serving of pain just as the bombardment reached him and he was swallowed by explosions.


WC: 1,043/5,565

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Actions
STATS

Free) Take Mystic Attack Charged Punch (1,328 damage)
Free) Take Mystic Attack Charged Punch (1,328 damage)
Free) Take Mystic Attack Charged Punch (1,328 damage)
Free) Take Double Energy Wave (778 damage)
Free) Take Double Energy Wave (778 damage)
Free) Take Double Energy Wave (3,910 damage)
1/2/3/4) Use Calamity Blaster to overwhelm Eraser Gun (13,500 damage potential +36% Fatigue)
5) Respite (-10% Fatigue)
5) Respite (-10% Fatigue)


STAT Enhancements:
  • Equipment: Equipment gains discounted other than weights = -19% Agility
  • Aura:Meteoric Orchid (+14% to agility)/Jagged (+2.5% to Spar/Battle Gains)
  • Relentless 1 Spec: 10% Fatigue threshold in battle and fatigue gained is reduced by 20%
Total Gains: +0% Strength | -5% Ki | +0% Durability |
Battle STATS
Strength:
10,063 (10,063)
Ki:
30,000 (30,000)
Agility:
31,800 (30,210)
Durability:
19,000 (19,000)
Fatigue:
28% / 110%
Health:
35,327 - 9,450 = 25,887
Power Level:
181,726 (178,546)
OOC Notes: All fatigue reduced by 20% due to relentless spec.
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Daiz
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Joined: April 18th, 2017, 9:12 pm

May 24th, 2018, 7:28 pm #8

It was impossible to see what had happened to the two attacks that his clones had used, whether or not they had hit Raditz undefended because Daiz couldn’t see over the top of his own mouth energy blast. At least that was how it had been at first. For moments later the Kabochan felt a gargantuan surge of energy over double the amount of his own attack, and it was coming from the long-haired bastard of a Saiyan that he was fighting. He didn’t even need to guess what would happen next. It was quite obvious what the next few seconds would entail for the Kabochan - pain and a fair amount of it.

The much stronger attack slammed into Daiz’s own beam and engulfed it without any trouble, before pressing on toward the Kabochan. By now the naked warrior had ceased his own attack (there was no point in continuing it when it had already been bested) and had raised his hand in preparation to fight back! Two could play at this game. If Raditz was going to overwhelm his attack then he would slice the attack in two! In an instance the flat, spinning disk of energy that could slice through absolutely anything formed above the Kabochan’s open palm.

It was time to use the slicey dicey! Yet… before he could throw it Daiz hesitated. He actually liked Raditz. The Saiyan was a complete dick, but much like the Kabochan himself, he wasn’t an utter cock. No matter how determined he was to win this he wasn’t ready to potentially cut the other man in two. With a resigned sigh, knowing full well what it meant, Daiz dispersed the energy, shrunk his penis as small as it physically could without it disappearing, lowered both of his hands to cup his genitalia, before placing his shoulder-arm-hands over his closed his eyes. Yep. This was going to fucking hurt.

The calamity blaster crashed into the front of his body with a ridiculous amount of force, lifting the Kabochan up off of the floor before slamming him back down into it again. His body rolled, it bounced, it was slammed about, though eventually, it came to a complete stop some distance away from where he had been initially standing. Daiz had survived! Though there had never been a doubt about that; the Kabochan had sensed the strength of the wave beforehand and knew it wouldn’t be fatal. Still, the sheer strength of it combined with the force and shock from the damage had been to knock the Kabochan straight out of the giant, muscular form that his body had previously taken.

“Well shit, better you than me.” The second clone muttered after a sympathetic hiss, having seen the Kabochan’s body bounce off of the floor.

“Son of a bitch that stung…” he muttered to himself.

With a grunt Daiz pushed himself up off of the floor, his body aching from all the attacks that it had taken thus far in the battle. Small tendrils of smoke rose up off of his naked body, though his skin was far from charred or even slightly burnt; it served to be superpowered sometimes. In the slight moment of respite that there appeared to be in the battle - much of it had been fought this way, each of them having one volley after another - the Kabochan stood up properly and began brushing his skin down, though he made sure that his downstairs essentials had survived (you’ll all be happy to know that they did).

Still, something felt… off, different even. He couldn’t put his finger on what it was but at that moment Daiz became distracted by his clones, yet again. Looking between them both it was clear that they were beginning to fade because he noticed that he couldn’t suddenly see through them. They looked like ghosts… though not like the ghost he had created in this battle, so not to be confused. It seemed that the simple act of noticing this had drawn attention to what was happening, as both clones looked at each other and realised what was happening to them too.

“Ah well… it was fun while it lasted,” the second clone said with a grin, shrugging casually. “Call us out again soon, yeah?” With that he turned to Raditz and pointed a still fading finger at the Saiyan. “Next time I’m taking you down, Raditz!”

It was such a baseless claim that it was almost funny, though Daiz simply rolled his eyes and chuckled at the absurdity of it. His clones were much weaker than he was, probably about a third of his overall power if he had to take a stab in the dark. How was a clone ever going to beat someone like Raditz, who was even stronger than he was! Still, the second clone having given his “farewell”, as it was, the Kabochan turned back to the other clone to see if he had anything to say. In all honesty, he wasn’t sure why he was surprised to see the other clone looking genuinely upset. He looked as if he was about to cry.

“I… don’t want to go…” he mumbled, his voice shaking with emotion.

“Ha! Looks like you’ve had so much pussy that part of you has turned into one...”

The clones voice ebbed just as his visage did and by the time his sentence trailed off into nothingness, so had both of the clones. At that moment Daiz found that he suddenly felt more whole than he had done since having summoned them, though he had not realised that or felt lesser until they had once again seemingly became part of him. That was a strange feeling, though it was simply one of many to add to the ever-growing list he seemed to be compiling. However, it was good to know the current limitations of multiform; the biggest being that it appeared as if it could only maintain for a short burst.

“This might say more about my mental state than I’m willing to deal with,” Daiz chortled, rubbing the back of his head. “Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah!”

With that he turned to face Raditz in full, his body and arms already in motion as he instantly went back on the attack. With a rapid surge of his energy, the Kabochan quickly formed four golden balls of his Ki within each of his four palms, before launching them off towards his Saiyan opponent in quick succession. None of them was overly strong by this barrage of energy attacks would help him regain some modicum of an advantage thanks to his seemingly endless energy! … was what he would have thought if he had suddenly begun feeling his energy drain from his body at the very moment he had formed and thrown the first of the basic energy balls.

All of a sudden it became all too clear what that “change” had been within himself that he had felt. Moments before his attack Daiz had believed it was simply the fact that the multiform was coming to a close and he was regaining those two parts of him. A fair assumption all things considered. Yet, in this instance that was not the case. In this instance what he had felt was his unlimited energy switching off, as it were, and becoming…. Limited. This was going to change anything and as he watched his attacks flying through the air toward Raditz, Daiz couldn’t help but think one thing.

“Well fuck me in the arse... this isn’t good at all.”

Word Count: 1,246.
Total Word Count: 5,832.

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Actions
STATS
- Continues Power Up (+5% fatigue)
- Turn 4/4 of Four Witches
- Multiform finished
- Ends Giant Form
- Takes Calamity Blaster (-13,500 health)
1) Basic Energy Ball (1,955 damage | +5% fatigue)
2) Basic Energy Ball (1,955 damage | +5% fatigue)
3) Basic Energy Ball (1,955 damage | +5% fatigue)
4) Basic Energy Ball (1,955 damage | +5% fatigue)
5) Basic Energy Ball (1,955 damage | +5% fatigue)
6) Basic Energy Ball (1,955 damage | +5% fatigue)
FW 1) Basic Energy Ball (1,955 damage | +5% fatigue)
FW 2) Basic Energy Ball (1,955 damage | +5% fatigue)

STAT Enhancements:
  • Weapon: Not in use for this battle (except weighted clothing)
  • Equipment: Not in use for this battle (except weighted clothing)
  • Power Up: +15% to Strength & Ki
Total Gains: +15% Strength | +15% Ki | -16% Agility
Battle STATS
Daiz
Strength:
3,715 (4,272)
Ki:
34,000 (39,100)
Agility:
13,000 (10,920)
Durability:
15,000
Fatigue:
0 + 45 = 45% / 100%
Health:
27,885 - 13,500 = 14,385
Power Level:
138,584
OOC Notes: Well, since my health just dropped below 50%... bye bye unlimted energy!
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Raditz
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Joined: July 28th, 2017, 11:45 am

May 25th, 2018, 5:19 pm #9

When the choke cleared and Raditz was finally able to breathe again, he laughed at the prone form of Daiz, who he could see lying face down in the dirt some 50 meters away. He also pointed, which was just rude really.

"Hahahaha!" The cackle that came from the Saiyan was throaty and filled with mirth. "I finally got you! It was a good one, too!"

Raditz then imitated the kabochan being struck by his calamity blaster, only in slow motion. He didn’t let the fact that his vision had been obscured by smoke during actual event stop him from re-enacting it with gusto.

"Noooooooooooo!" He yelled in a slurry baritone as he threw his hands in front of his face and flew backward (also in extreme slow-motion, using his energy to keep him afloat as he twisted and turned through the air) grimacing and imitating the sound of explosions.

"BOOOSHHHH! BADOOM! CRSHHH! "

After several seconds, Raditz came to rest on the floor, the position of his body perfectly matching that of the kabochan. He remained there for no more than a moment before lifting his head to reveal the huge grin that had formed on his face.

"Classic!"

By the time he had hopped up to his feet, he noticed that Daiz had done the same thing. The grin remained on his face, but faded to something a little less maniacal (at times, Raditz could almost be considered handsome, were it not for that mad expression that he wore on his face 95% of the time, you know the one) as he studied the other man for the aftereffects of that last attack; it was clear that Daiz had felt that last energy beam (which was just as well, because it was the most powerful technique in the Saiyan’s arsenal), but he wasn’t bleeding yet, which mean that that inexhaustible well of energy he had been making use of all throughout their battle had saved his bacon from becoming actual bacon yet again.

Still, it wasn’t all bad, at least those troublesome clones appeared to be disappearing, the time-limit for the multi-form had obviously elapsed.

Thank Nappa for that! Raditz breathed an internal sigh of relief. It really sucks to be on the receiving end of that technique. Note to self: use it more often.

He considered making some clones of his own right here and now, but that had already been done to death this battle and would be boring at this stage. And boring is never good. Just as he was considering his least boring techniques, Raditz detected movement and immediately shifted his focus back to the battle. Nothing seemed to keep the Kabochan down for long and Raditz found himself at the center of, yet another, bombardment of energy blasts. He was on the move immediately, leaping out of the way of the first ball of ki that came his way only to find another one hot on his heels. He dodged, he ducked, he dipped, he dived and he dodged. As his pinkish aura flared to life around him, the wild-haired Saiyan became pure poetry in motion. With every bit of Burter’s speed and all the grace of Jeice, Raditz sidestepped past and cartwheeled away from each and every blast of energy that came his way, all the while steadily making his way ever closer to the man who was launching them. Before long, Raditz had closed the distance between them to little more than a few meters.

No matter how many attacks the Kabochan threw at him, it was all for naught, for no amount of balls on Earth could hit him. Unless there happened to be eight. That was simply too many.

"Oh, come on!" Yelled the Saiyan as he launched himself towards Daiz, only to find himself faced with two oncoming spheres of energy. At this distance, even he had no hope of dodging them and they slammed into his chest with almost perfect symmetry, once again swallowing him in a cloud of dust and vapour.

You see, what had happened is that he had forgotten about those two extra arms the Kabochan had grown for himself and, in rushing forward, he had recklessly leapt directly into the path of two more attacks. Silly Saiyan.

Ahhhh, those sting! Raditz felt the impact of each blast, rattling his bones. Those itty bitty blasts have no right being so strong.

Still, he was so close now. Too close to let his opportunity slip away. With a final burst of speed, Raditz ignored the pain and powered forward through the explosions, bursting forth from the dust cloud and launching straight into a flying roundhouse kick. His leap would bring his body just over the other man’s head and he would have to twist his hips in midair in order to bring his foot sweeping downwards to connect with the desired target, the sweet spot where Daiz’ neck met his shoulders. If his blow struck true, he imagined that he would be able to use the impact to stop his forward motion and drop down beside the Kabochan to press the assault; long-range attacks seemed to be Daiz’ forte, but Raditz was keen to see how good his close-quarters game was.

Time seemed to slow to a crawl for the Saiyan and he moved through the air, as these moments often did when a warrior of sufficient skill really got going. It was then that he noticed that the Kabochan Prince was doing something he had never seen him do before. He was panting. Now this would hardly seem surprising considering the intensity of their battle (even considering that this was, for all intent and purposes, a friendly sparring match, albeit one that had gotten way out of hand) but, up until this point, Daiz had shown no signs of fatigue whatsoever. It was actually quite annoying to Raditz, who had started to blow a little after the first couple of exchanges; he’d managed to get his second-wind by now, but he still only had about half left in the tank, whereas this guy had seemed like he was practically inexhaustible.

Maybe I imagined it? Raditz thought to himself. That’s a shame, infinite energy, how cool would that be?


WC: 1,044/6,609

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Actions
STATS

1) Dodge Basic Energy Ball (+3% Fatigue).
2) Dodge Basic Energy Ball (+3% Fatigue).
3) Dodge Basic Energy Ball (+3% Fatigue).
4) Dodge Basic Energy Ball (+3% Fatigue).
5) Dodge Basic Energy Ball (+3% Fatigue).
6) Dodge Basic Energy Ball (+3% Fatigue).
Free) Take Basic Energy Ball (1,955 damage)
Free) Take Basic Energy Ball (1,955 damage)
Free) Hasshu-Ken4% FatigueThis technique allows you to strike much faster, making it appear as you have extra arms. This allows you two more actions for one turn for physical attacks. Does not cost an action, gained actions must be used in the same turn this technique is used. Can be used once per battle.
7/8) Javelin Kick (2,115 Damage potential, +6% fatigue)

STAT Enhancements:
  • Equipment: Equipment gains discounted other than weights = -19% Agility
  • Aura:Meteoric Orchid (+14% to agility)/Jagged (+2.5% to Spar/Battle Gains)
  • Relentless 1 Spec: 10% Fatigue threshold in battle and fatigue gained is reduced by 20%
Total Gains: +0% Strength | -5% Ki | +0% Durability |
Battle STATS
Strength:
10,063 (10,063)
Ki:
30,000 (30,000)
Agility:
31,800 (30,210)
Durability:
19,000 (19,000)
Fatigue:
28% + 28 = 56/ 110%
Health:
25,887 - 3,910 = 21,977
Power Level:
181,726 (178,546)
OOC Notes: All fatigue reduced by 20% due to relentless spec.
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Daiz
Very Extreme!
Very Extreme!
Joined: April 18th, 2017, 9:12 pm

May 27th, 2018, 12:43 pm #10

It had been a gambit to be sure, but one that was specifically tailored to the fighting style that Daiz was, in truth, still developing. It was entirely centred around the fact that his inner energy was now unlimited, or at least that had been the wish that he had made on the Dragon Balls. With an endless source of energy at his disposal he would never again feel the ebb of fatigue on his body, which meant that he could simply attack at his heart's desire and never worry about the consequences for they no longer applied to him. For someone of his innate Ki proficiency, it was a match made in heaven.

However, it appeared that not all had been originally perceived. This was the third time since having made the wish that he believed his body to be fatigued, when that should have no longer be possible. During his battle with Zaccai he had suddenly started to feel tired, much like he was sure he felt now too. Then there was also that time he had woken up naked in that field, after having slept with that blonde bombshell of a woman. He’d felt damn tired then if he remembered correctly! Though, let's be honest, was that entirely surprising? After all, he had also been involved in a spaceship crash just minutes before that too.

“Wait… there’s a pattern here…” All of a sudden everything began to fall into place.

What did all of these events have in common? That was easy, he’d been beaten up quite significantly. Both Zaccai and Raditz had been and were a lot stronger than him and, whether because he was too weak to stop them or too slow, as was the case with the Saiyan, Daiz had taken a lot of hits. That big breasted blonde woman he had slept with was no different either; she’d knocked him out mid fucking before using him to finish off. How awesome was that? Regardless, that had to be it. If he took too much damage then his unlimited energy just… shut off?

“Well that’s fucking annoying! That wasn’t what I wished for, bloody giant, lying, green lizard! You wait until I next summon you, you oversized snake!” He thought in utter annoyance.

Nevertheless, his energy attacks had failed. One-by-one Raditz ducked and weaved between each of them, except for the last two that was, which exploded against his chest. The Kabochan’s mouth barely had time to stretch into a satisfied grin before the Saiyan exploded through the small cloud of smoke from the explosion and closed the gap. Eyes widening in surprise Daiz chastised himself internally for not using his senses to track his opponent as Raditz jumped up and over the Kabochan and span himself in an apparent attempt to kick him in the head. It would have worked too, and no doubt hurt like a bitch, if Daiz’s body hadn’t reacted of its own accord.

As the Saiyan’s foot reached a few millimetres away from making contact a surge of energy exploded forth from the Kabochan’s body in an act of primal defence. In the moments that followed Daiz realised that the energy hadn’t been designed to hurt but rather push back, which he was hardly going to complain about. It had saved him from taking a blow that would have not only hurt but have left his back completely exposed for further attacks. Still, there was no time to dwell on such things, not when he still had to test out his theory on his fatigue or while fighting against such a powerful foe as Raditz.

Spinning on the spot Daiz launched himself forward as Raditz landed on the floor and, in a series of attacks that were not at all that strong, threw three punches; two aimed the Saiyans face and the last an uppercut toward his gut. Dodged, blocked, parried or taken, it didn’t matter, for the Kabochan was not yet finished. With a quickly gathered surge of energy funnelled down both of his arms, Daiz launched, from what was intended to be point blank range, a double energy wave (which was coincidentally also the first energy-based attack that he had learned as a child) directly at Raditz’s gut.

Word Count: 711.
Total Word Count: 6,543.

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Actions
STATS
- Continues Power Up (+5% fatigue)
- Four Witches ends
1 & 2) Dark Impact @ Javelin Kick (2,346 damage | +3% fatigue)
2) Charged Punch (1,301 damage | Energy Fist | +6% fatigue)
3) Charged Punch (1,301 damage | Energy Fist | +6% fatigue)
4) Charged Punch (1,301 damage | Energy Fist | +6% fatigue)
5 & 6) Double Energy Wave (3,910 damage | +10% fatigue)

STAT Enhancements:
  • Weapon: Not in use for this battle (except weighted clothing)
  • Equipment: Not in use for this battle (except weighted clothing)
  • Power Up: +15% to Strength & Ki
Total Gains: +15% Strength | +15% Ki | -16% Agility
Battle STATS
Daiz
Strength:
3,715 (4,272)
Ki:
34,000 (39,100)
Agility:
13,000 (10,920)
Durability:
15,000
Fatigue:
45 + 36 = 81% / 100%
Health:
14,385
Power Level:
138,584
OOC Notes: Yep, I don't see this going all too well from here onward!
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