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My hair is NOT compensation (Limax/Spectators)
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Post by Okara Blaze on Feb 16, 2017 18:12:25 GMT -6
Okara stepped down into the ring, folding his arms and waiting for his opponent.
PL: 10,000
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Limax
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I am filled with Determination
Posts: 475
Power Level: 112,360
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Post by Limax on Feb 16, 2017 19:17:15 GMT -6
Limax made his way to the ring once more. His training weights replaced with a simple combat Gi, something that would offer him movement and flexibility. He was nervous, but excited at the same time. He still wasn't used to the cheers from the crowd. Directed at him or not. It was a foreign experience.
Standing opposite of his opponent he would give a small, respectful bow in the spirit of the tournament. This was supposed to help bring everyone together while the peace summit happened. There was no reason to be rude.
"Let's have a good match."
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Post by Okara Blaze on Feb 17, 2017 15:32:51 GMT -6
Pride swelling at the show of respect, Okara gave a small smile and bowed in return.
"Yes, a good match."
Okara would stand and power up, his aura erupted golden yellow, hair changing to blonde as lightning jumped around him. He'd slide his right foot back, left hand coming up at a half moon angle, in a pincer claw. His right would be back and out in a fist- a classic Saiyan starting fighting style. He'd wait for Limax to make the first move against the Super Saiyan.
"Your move."
PL SSJ: 38,059
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Limax
Hermit
I am filled with Determination
Posts: 475
Power Level: 112,360
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Post by Limax on Feb 18, 2017 20:15:44 GMT -6
The power radiating from the warrior before him was tangible, but he'd already expected something like this to happen. This tournament was for the strongest warriors in the Galaxy. It was no surprise that he would be outmatched here. But all the same, he couldn't allow himself to give up. Victory was not the goal here. Not the real goal at least. Rather he needed to prove to himself, if not others, that he belonged here! But unlike his last match he had been given something to think about by someone far stronger than him. A different manner in which to approach the fight.
But first he needed to test the waters. He needed to know how this warrior might react in a one on one fight. How he'd deal with threats, and what kind of openings he could find. And with that Limax would test the water, firing a quick Ki blast right at Okara from across the field.
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Attack PL 13696
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Post by Okara Blaze on Feb 20, 2017 16:31:13 GMT -6
Okara would duck quickly, knees bending to lower his body as he fired two Ki-blasts back, one at the top and one for the legs, the young Saiyan intent to force the man to dodge.
The "testing the waters" phase.
PL: same
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Limax
Hermit
I am filled with Determination
Posts: 475
Power Level: 112,360
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Post by Limax on Feb 20, 2017 21:48:03 GMT -6
Limax attempted his dodge by flying to the left and upward. He barely managed to avoid the blast that had been aimed for his legs, however the second blast hit him in the thigh. Not straight on enough to be debilitating, but hard enough that the searing flesh of his leg left little doubt as to the power gap between the two. One that he doubted he could match with his own raw power.
"I hope that isn't you going easy on me."
He said with a small smirk. Sometimes you just had to find the humor in life, and since he was matched against something so far above anything he'd ever seen or faced before. Well, he couldn't help but see the humor in it. His peers could only dream of being so far above him now. No matter what they themselves believed.
He was curious if this powerhouse could fly as well, it had seemed that not everyone in this tournament could. So if that was a skill this warrior lacked it would be an advantage Limax sorely needed. And to test this he'd fly above Okara, erratically making turns and stopping mid air as he blasted various small pot shots at him. Still testing the waters.
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PL same
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Post by Okara Blaze on Feb 20, 2017 23:28:43 GMT -6
Okara stimply stood straight and, using one hand, would rapidly deflect each blast away from himself and the audience, eyes still locked on Limax. The guy was trying to get a feel for his abilities. Very well. Okara would slap one of the blasts at the ground, shattering it and forcing a cloud of dirt into the air. He'd then attempt to shift as fast as he could to Limax' back, where he'd attempt a simple right haymaker. At the same time he'd kick for Limaxs' hip, intent to force Limax to cartwheel in the air.
If it all worked, his free left hand would attempt to blast Limax in the spine with a Ki jet.
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Limax
Hermit
I am filled with Determination
Posts: 475
Power Level: 112,360
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Post by Limax on Feb 21, 2017 20:43:47 GMT -6
When he slapped the energy ball into the ground, exploding it and forcing a cloud of dirty into the air that's when Limax saw his chance to strike. Immediately He flared his Ki energy around him. Forcing two duplicates to spawn out from where he was currently standing. One of the Limax's would dash for the dust cloud immediately while another flew upward further from the battlefield to get a better view!
Okara slammed his fist into the back of the remaining Limax an instant before the knee pounded into his hip. Rather than cartwheeling however the Limax simply vanished with a pop, the Ki constructed form returning to energy.
Sky Limax took this oppertunity to fire a concentrated beam of Ki down at Okara from above, hoping for the element of surprise to make up for his reduced power level.
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Limax 1 PL: 6848 Limax 2 PL: 6848
Attack PL: 6848
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Post by Okara Blaze on Feb 21, 2017 20:57:51 GMT -6
POP. Clever girl.Dodging backward, Okara following the beam with his gaze, teeth clenched, as the orb flew into the sky. What was this? A fight or...? "Are you hiding, Coward!?"
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Limax
Hermit
I am filled with Determination
Posts: 475
Power Level: 112,360
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Post by Limax on Feb 21, 2017 21:03:05 GMT -6
"Can't keep up?"
He flashed Okara a devious grin as he fired another barrage of Ki blasts at and around him. Many of the blasts going wide, possibly in case he tried to dodge through them rather than deflect. Those that were not deflected, or successful hits would collide with the arena sending up more dust and debris in a thick cloud.
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Limax 1 PL: 6848
Limax 2 PL: 6848
Attack PL: 6848
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Post by Okara Blaze on Feb 21, 2017 21:06:40 GMT -6
He snarled.
"If that's how we're going to play..."
He flew up high, throwing down his right palm and gripping his right wrist with his left hand.
"DODGE THIS! OKARA BOMB!"
A massive ball of energy, the size of the ring, would fire down at it. If he couldn't see him, he'd destroy the whole fuckin' area.
OB PL: 47,573
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Limax
Hermit
I am filled with Determination
Posts: 475
Power Level: 112,360
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Post by Limax on Feb 21, 2017 21:31:13 GMT -6
While it may not look it, this was a good thing for Limax. As Okara flew higher and higher into the air before condensing an incredible amount of energy into an attack. An attack that wasn't even for Limax so much as it was for the arena. It meant that Okara was willing to expend a lot of resources on a maybe. Tactically a foolish mistake. Though still, the overwhelming power of the attack was undeniable, and stood to once again highlight just how out of his league he really was in this tournament. Against warriors like this.
The Limax in the sky would vanish as the blast came down. Seemingly absorbed in the Ki blast as he returned to Energy to the true Limax who had managed to fly to the side just before the massive explosion destroyed the ring. Bringing an arm up to try and shield himself from the shock wave of the Blast he found himself pushed back, but still afloat. As expected however, a blast big enough to take out the ring would not only create a large cloud of dust that needed to settle, giving Limax at least a small moment of reprieve, but it would also still batter the poor outmatched fighter that found himself still clinging to the fight. Cuts from shattered stone were spread through his face and torso, his clothing sporting huge gashes and burns where the radius of the energy had still managed to do a number on him. But he still had one last trick up his sleeve.
He felt his blood boiling in anger as the small cuts and scrapes began to knit up and power began to roll off of him. Not the calm energy of the warrior, but an energy with a distinct dash of malevolence to those that may be sensitive to such things. There was a distinct streak of anger to his energy now, anger at being outmatched again, at the knowledge that his peers were likely right now cheering and hoping for his death against this foe. Anger at everything that dared to hold him down. Unlike the Saiyan, his appearance didn't outwardly change, but to those that knew him best. This was not the same Limax.
Using his senses to lock on to where the Saiyan was Limax began to charge his own blast of energy, the time for testing the waters over. And now it was time to strike for real. He would lift a single arm to the air, his hand shifting into a wicked claw as energy formed around it.
"RETRIBUTION!"
His snarled at the heavens as a powerful beam of purple energy lanced out of the dust right for Okara!
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Evil Namekian Limax PL: 22,598
Retribution PL: 28,247
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Post by Okara Blaze on Feb 21, 2017 21:51:14 GMT -6
Okara would let out several breaths as the ring was utterly decimated, nothing left but a giant crater. He was sweating a a little, turning to Limax as the man fired at him. Too close, too fast. Okara could only puff out his chest in defiance and take it straight on.
The beam smashed into his chest, flaying skin from bone. His skin around it bubbled as Okara let out a wild scream. His power erupted as muscle and even bone was charred.
"THIS ENDS NOW!"
He'd shift to the side and aim to rocket to where the beam came from and, hand glowing red, would attempt to punch a hole clean through Limaxs' stomach at the abdomen. He'd aim it with such force as to shatter the bones around it, and hopefully utterly break Limax's will and cause an instant KO.
If it didn't put Limax out, then Okara, bleeding chest and all, would begin to punch him in the head repeatedly until he did, using that hold in his body as a gripping point.
LSSJ PL: 95,147 Palm Canon PL: 159,846
Palm Canon - Pours fifty percent of his energy into his right arm and focuses it in an open palm straight for the chest, the intent being to stop the heart with a single blow. His hand glows red with intent to kill. (+12%)
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Limax
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I am filled with Determination
Posts: 475
Power Level: 112,360
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Post by Limax on Feb 21, 2017 22:06:52 GMT -6
The retaliation was too powerful, to fast to do anything to stop. He wasn't even able to raise up a guard in time to deflect some, any of the energy as it pierced his chest. Energy around him began to dissipate as the dust cloud settled. Limax fell to the ground with a thud, the lack of ring meaning that he was automatically the loser of this match.
However, while Limax was out cold, his body worked to rapidly heal the injury as best as it could before the energy of his transformation ran out. What resulted as the energy finished draining away was a Limax barely clinging to life on the ground, helpless and out cold.
Today he'd stared pure raw power straight on. Time would tell if it had blinded him.
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Post by Okara Blaze on Feb 21, 2017 22:18:43 GMT -6
Okara, ignoring the declaration of his victory from the announcer, would land softly next to Limax, crouching with a frown on his face. He powered down, hair settling back to the cool jet black.
"Interesting."
He'd stand, doing Limax the honor of leaving him on the battlefield like a true warrior. Still, this guy was much stronger than when they last fought. This tournament was getting very, very interesting indeed.
/End Fight
OOC: Okara now permanently has a circular, jagged scar on his chest.
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