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Wasabi
Graduated
Lean green fighting machine~!
Posts: 245
Power Level: 100,000
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Post by Wasabi on Feb 21, 2017 19:19:36 GMT -6
He couldn't believe it. The monkey who'd beaten him and Limax three on one was the son of Davheid. Were all Saiyans so obnoxiously powerful? Through his experience with them however, Wasabi had been made increasingly aware for their lust for battle. Sending one of the tourney attendants to deliver a message, Wasabi would be waiting inside one of the training rooms. A light sheen of sweat glowed off his skin, as he began to shadow box in wait for Okara. Okara Blaze
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Post by Okara Blaze on Feb 21, 2017 19:35:51 GMT -6
Okara entered. He wore the shirt he'd bought while on earth- one he'd had made with a classic Saiyan image and mantra on it. He also wore black sweat pants, scouter on his face. He'd hands his hands in his pockets, watching Wasabi. "Haven't we....fought before?" OOC: Okara's shirt -
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Wasabi
Graduated
Lean green fighting machine~!
Posts: 245
Power Level: 100,000
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Post by Wasabi on Feb 21, 2017 20:06:14 GMT -6
Wasabi snickered at his shirt. He was like one of those gym rats Wasabi saw back on Earth. Except Okara didn't seem to be wearing it ironically. "Yeah and you kicked my ass, what of it?"
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Post by Okara Blaze on Feb 21, 2017 20:15:01 GMT -6
Okara let out a low hum.
"I really must apologize for that. After the tournament match, I had some pent up aggression and I took it out on you guys. It was a bully move."
He'd gesture.
"I'm willing to train with you if you'd like. Help you get stronger."
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Wasabi
Graduated
Lean green fighting machine~!
Posts: 245
Power Level: 100,000
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Post by Wasabi on Feb 21, 2017 20:26:52 GMT -6
Wasabi waved away his concern. "Eh it's no problem . . . but if you're offering." He grinned then, his head cocking to the side. "It'd be rude to turn you down." Sliding into a casual stance, he'd wait for Okara to get ready.
"Let's take it slow, okay?"
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Post by Okara Blaze on Feb 21, 2017 20:55:32 GMT -6
He would put his hands in his pockets.
"Yes. Lets."
Bending his knees, he kept his hands in his pockets, purple aura bubbling off his skin as he started powering up.
PL: 10,000
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Wasabi
Graduated
Lean green fighting machine~!
Posts: 245
Power Level: 100,000
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Post by Wasabi on Feb 21, 2017 21:08:53 GMT -6
Taking a deep breath, Wasabi's cheeks and chest would expand noticeably from the amount of air he was intaking. [Pazuzu's Blessing] His ki would flare dramatically. Charging in towards Okara, he would aim an elbow for the Saiyans face. (40% Speed) Pazuzu's Blessing: 12,679
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Post by Okara Blaze on Feb 21, 2017 21:53:20 GMT -6
Okara's eyes widened. His power swelling more, he didn't expect this much strength and power and speed right off the bat. Throwing his head left, Okara would aim a right heel kick straight for Wasabi's ribcage- the one exposed from the elbow attack.
PL: 13,000
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Wasabi
Graduated
Lean green fighting machine~!
Posts: 245
Power Level: 100,000
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Post by Wasabi on Feb 21, 2017 23:10:02 GMT -6
Tears welled in his eyes as Okara managed to sneak an attack in. He hissed in pain as the force of the blow knocked him back slightly. He skidded to a halt, air slowly returning to his lungs. He felt his energy swell, his ki exploding outward. He felt his body thrumming with power.
"That's better."
With a grin, he charged back into the fray. His right arm was slung diagonally across his body, before chopping for Okara's neck. Learning from the previous scuffle, his free hand guarded is midsection. Wasabi expected the Saiyan to either dodge or block, either way he'd get a surprise as a delayed wave of energy blasted outward from the arc of his chopping hand. "Demon Edge!"
Arch Makyo-Jin PL: 13,857 Demon Edge PL: 17,321 (35% Speed) Pazuzu's Blessing: 18,706
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Post by Okara Blaze on Feb 21, 2017 23:15:19 GMT -6
Okara would remove his hands from his pockets- no sense in trying to play cool anymore, the battle was going full throttle- so he'd boost his power more, bringing up a hand to catch the chop, only to cringe in pain- agony, even- as the attack hit his hand. Thankfully, he'd boosted his power level enough that it didn't cut open his hand, it just burned and seared a scar into it. He bared his monkey teeth.
"That's dirty."
He'd aim an uppercut for Wasabi's face, at the same time firing a blast of Ki from his other hand. Assuming he still caught the chop, it would likely wreck the kid's hand, taking some part of a limb out of the equation.
PL: 20,000
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Wasabi
Graduated
Lean green fighting machine~!
Posts: 245
Power Level: 100,000
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Post by Wasabi on Feb 21, 2017 23:30:24 GMT -6
Wasabi had expected to be countered. It was basically a running theme at this point. His power was a stream in comparison to a whole friggin' ocean. As his hand was caught, crushed in Okara's grip, the saiyan would be surprised to find Wasabi's reaction to the burn of his own attack . . . lacking. Although still painful, as Wasabi felt his skin sizzling from the heat of his own energy. Opening his mouth, Wasabi let out a shout. "IBLIS ROAR!"
Simultaneously a concussive wave of energy blasted from his open mouth, aimed for Okara's face. At that exact moment of release was when Wasabi was knocked upwards, his head ringing painfully as Okara's uppercut found it's mark. Before he could stop his momentum, a blast of ki struck his back, propelling him further upwards. He hit the ceiling of the training room, twisting in the air so he touched the roof with his feet. Wasabi from his vantage point would fire a rapid barrage of ki blasts towards Okara's position.
Arch Makyo-Jin PL: 13,857
Iblis Roar PL: 16,628 (35% Speed) Pazuzu's Blessing: 18,706 (20%) Passive Ki Resistance: 16,628 Generic Ki Blast PL: 15,242
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Post by Okara Blaze on Feb 21, 2017 23:38:00 GMT -6
Okara let out a howl, his power level rising. He'd ducked to avoid the intial blast, having followed through with the uppercut, but with the rapid orbs of energy, he didn't bother dodging. The bombs would explode against his aura as he powered up.
PL: 27,000
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Wasabi
Graduated
Lean green fighting machine~!
Posts: 245
Power Level: 100,000
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Post by Wasabi on Feb 21, 2017 23:50:48 GMT -6
This fight would have to end sooner than Wasabi thought. He felt his body tremble from the sheer amount of power Okara was channeling. His ki blasts impacting harmlessly against the Saiyan's aura. " . . . Well I'm fucked." With a grunt of exertion, Wasabi's hands were covered sheathed in energy, his ki forming the shape of large claws at the ends of his hands.
"HELL RAZE!" Flying towards Okara, Superman style, Wasabi would turn increasingly faster until his body was a whirling blur. His extended arms lending him the appearance of a drill, which was his intended plan. Wasabi would 'drill' his way towards Okara, slamming against his ki like a physical wall.
Arch Makyo-Jin PL: 13,857 (30% Speed) Pazuzu's Blessing: 18,014 Hell Raze PL: 18,706
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Post by Okara Blaze on Feb 22, 2017 15:12:08 GMT -6
Lightning erupted at the point of contact, bolts shattering off to strike the walls as Wasabi tried to puncture the screaming sphere of power that Okara was putting off. The Saiyan male would slide a foot back, cocking back a fist like he was going to throw a punch, and then threw his palm forward.
"CRASH BLAST!"
The sphere of energy would vanish, letting Wasabi through as Okara would blast a wave of energy at Wasabi directly, intent to meet his attack head on.
Crash Blast PL: 31,050
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Wasabi
Graduated
Lean green fighting machine~!
Posts: 245
Power Level: 100,000
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Post by Wasabi on Feb 23, 2017 6:50:28 GMT -6
Wasabi felt the wall of energy give, his body shooting forward. He came into contact with Okara's attack, still spinning. He could feel his arms shaking from the strain, he screamed out trying to pull up every last dreg of energy in his body to break the sphere of ki. His arms buckled, his claws of energy shattering as he took the sphere full force in the chest.
Pain. His body was wracked with it, as he was sent spiraling backwards into the wall. The training room walls were strong; designed to be able to withstand almost anything. His impact left little more than a scratch as he rebounded off of it flat onto his face. Barely clinging onto consciousness he weakly propped himself up on his arms. He looked at Okara through one eye, blood flowed from his forehead over the other, forcing him to keep it closed.
"Ca- C'mon . . . Th-that all you go~ot . . ."
His words slurred terribly as he flashed a bloody, cocky grin before he tried to stand. His legs straightened slowly but surely as he propped himself against the wall. It was at this moment his legs buckled, the light of consciousness fading from his eyes as he collapsed.
"Fuuu . . ."
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