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Wasabi
Graduated
Lean green fighting machine~!
Posts: 245
Power Level: 100,000
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Post by Wasabi on Mar 23, 2017 19:37:13 GMT -6
Wasabi was shirtless, the top piece to his training suit was tossed carelessly to the side while he warmed himself up in preparation; throwing out a flurry of punches and kicks into the open air. He'd sent a message to Okara through a convoluted and confusing alien voice messaging system, that sounded along the lines of -- 'Yo! I need a sparring partner. Get your monkey butt over here ASAP!' Okara Blaze
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Post by Okara Blaze on Mar 23, 2017 20:40:30 GMT -6
"I don't like being called a monkey."
He'd close the door behind him, setting his scouter down as he had used it to track the bug man. He'd crack his neck, hands on his hips.
"We're an Oozaru. Calling us a monkey is like calling you an amoeba. I mean, maybe you were at one time....but no longer."
He grinned, stepping up to within a few feet of Wasabi.
"You think you can take me yet?"
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Wasabi
Graduated
Lean green fighting machine~!
Posts: 245
Power Level: 100,000
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Post by Wasabi on Mar 23, 2017 21:32:23 GMT -6
Wasabi would raise a questioning eyebrow.
"Fuck's an Oozaru?"
He'd grin at being called an amoeba, a playful glint in his eye as he watched Okara as he stepped closer towards him.
"Guess we'll see huh?"
He'd square up with Okara, casually raising his right hand and pointing his fingers like a gun at the saiyan.
"Bang!"
He'd laugh for a moment, his left hand held at his waist as he turned his palm towards the Saiyan.
"Demon Edge."
The words would come out almost in a whisper, while simultaneously in a blur of movement he would whip his hand upwards, as a wave of ki would make its way towards Okara, Wasabi would be beating a hasty retreat; inhaling deeply, his chest would expand for a moment before his speed would suddenly increase. [Pazuzu's Blessing] He'd wait for the Saiyan's attack
Demon Edge PL: 64,582 (40% Speed) Pazuzu's Blessing: 78,622
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Post by Okara Blaze on Mar 23, 2017 22:45:12 GMT -6
"Hard to explain. Maybe I'll show you sometime."
He rolled his shoulders, grinning as Wasabi raised a finger. He slammed rather fully into Super Saiyan, cocking a brow as Wasabi threw out the Demons edge. Sly dog. Okara would slide his right leg back, turning his torso to sort of "slide/lean" out of the way, the arc coming at him fully. He would retaliate by bringing up his left hand and firing a plain straight Ki blast.
"C'mon, bring out your bags of fun."
SSJ PL: 117,152
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Wasabi
Graduated
Lean green fighting machine~!
Posts: 245
Power Level: 100,000
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Post by Wasabi on Mar 23, 2017 22:59:00 GMT -6
"Well if you insist!"
Wasabi's aura would explode outwards, a towering magenta flame. Sensing the energy of Okara's blast, Wasabi would dive to the side before he was propelled by his ki. Twisting to the side, the blast would pass right by his face, he would feel the heat of Okara's energy, before twisting in the air firing a gatling barrage of his own blasts as he closed the distance to get into fisting range.
He could sense the gap in their strength, but he wanted to see how far he could get in his current form.
Arch Makyo PL: 85,923 Ki Blast PL: 94,515 (35% Speed) Pazuzu's Blessing: 115,996
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Post by Okara Blaze on Mar 24, 2017 14:05:20 GMT -6
He watched the change, still grinning as the green male pressed him. Good....goooooood. Okara would bring up his left hand right hand clenched in a fist at his hip as he crouched, left hand a blur as he'd slap away the Ki blasts Wasabi retaliated with, his arm a blur.
"You're getting way stronger!"
He leapt up suddenly, right hand firing-
"Crash blast!"
A wide beam would sear from his hand, blasting straight for Wasabi.
CB PL: 134,724
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Wasabi
Graduated
Lean green fighting machine~!
Posts: 245
Power Level: 100,000
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Post by Wasabi on Mar 27, 2017 7:05:43 GMT -6
Wasabi would jump to the side, covering his face with his arms.
"A-Abaddon Skin!"
Wasabi's skin would begin to darken and grey. The fiery explosion of ki nearly engulfing him as the heat from the flames of energy forced him to shout out in pain. Wasabi's skin would grow rock like, as cracks would form on the surfave of his skin. Blazing red energy visibly surged beneath his skin.
"Of course! I'm the person who's gonna beat you!"
And with that, Wasabi would close the distance between them. Wasabi would fly at Okara, his leg extended aimed to plant a kick for his midsection.
MSI PL: 191,608 (30 %)Pazuzu's Blessing: 249,090 Abaddons Skin ki resist: 118,573 Melee PL: 201,188
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Post by Okara Blaze on Mar 27, 2017 14:41:56 GMT -6
Okara watched the skin change, Wasabi making more of his moves. Electricity leapt across his body as SSJ2 plowed through him. He'd have just enough time tofly to the side as Wasabi blasted by him, foot out for his midsection.
That could have hurt.
"Did you ever hear the story of the Horror's Three?"
He screamed, hair shattering into length and skull peeling back into a cave-man style. His hair was long as flowing down by his waist. He breathed heavily from SSJ3, straightening in the air. He'd ready himself for further attacks from Wasabi, just defending for now as he talked. If Wasabi didn't attack, he'd just stand there and talk a moment.
"Back in the days of the great wars, a little over twenty years ago, The Horror's Three were three individuals from three classes of races. Dahveid Blaze: The Horror of Ruin. Leon Sudeki MK. 2: The Horror of Extinction. And the Ravaging Arkosian Horror, called RAH, who didn't reveal his name to the public."
If, at this point, Wasabi hadn't attacked, Okara would fire two quick Ki blasts from his hands.
"I met Leon when I first arrived here, and he said he knew my father. I had to find out. Apparently, the Horror Three were akin to a planetary cleansing force. They alone could destroy whole worlds. At least, that was the rumor."
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Wasabi
Graduated
Lean green fighting machine~!
Posts: 245
Power Level: 100,000
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Post by Wasabi on Mar 27, 2017 19:35:46 GMT -6
Wasabi would land from the kick, pivoting on his heel. Bursting off one foot he'd aim a superman punch for Okara's head; the saiyan easily avoiding his strike. Wasabi would power up alongside him, his aura swirling violently as he ascended higher. His chest would expand as he took a deep breath, firing off a barrage of punches and kicks Okara easily stopped. It was like a violent dance, Wasabi's mind would relax as the attacks began to flow naturally. A sweep kick here, an uppercut there. As he fought, he allowed Okara's words to sink in.
"Your dad?"
Wasabi was in disbelief. Davheid seemed the furthest thing from a murder. A gruff yet soft spoken, battle hardened space daddy? Yes. A genocidal planet destroyer? Impossible. Still, Okara's last words put Wasabi on edge; drawing up thoughts of the once destroyed Makyan homeworld. His heart began to beat that much faster. Could one of them have -- Wasabi shook the thoughts from his mind.
Aiming a double palm strike for Okara's ears. He expected Okara to block the strike, exposing his face. Opening his mouth he'd let out a blast of ki.
"Iblis Roar!" Ultimate PL: 321,901 Iblis Roar: 386,281 (25%)Pazuzu's Blessing: 402,376
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Post by Okara Blaze on Mar 27, 2017 19:43:07 GMT -6
"Yeah. My Dad."
He'd bring up both arms and block it indeed....but then threw both hands forward right into Wasabi's face.
Not having enough time to say the name of his attack, he'd just fire his Crash Blast point blank. He'd aim to cause an explosion that would blow them both away, during some serious burn damage and breaking two of his fingers on his left hand. He smirked.
"So You see....I can't have you surpassing me. I have a name to live up to! DIONYSIS-!"
He'd burst forward, aiming a hard left hook for Wasabi's face followed by a spinning back kick for his ribcage!
Dionysis + SSJ3 PL: 503,869
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Wasabi
Graduated
Lean green fighting machine~!
Posts: 245
Power Level: 100,000
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Post by Wasabi on Mar 27, 2017 21:10:49 GMT -6
Wasabi's blast combined with his natural resistance to ki, would dillute some of the force of Okara's blast, preventing any permanent damage to his face. However burns marked the majority of his face and neck, his eyes were bleary with tears as they swelled in reaction to the blast. Okara was looking to end this? Well so was he!
Eyesight gone completely to shit, Wasabi would channel all his energy into his right hand. Electricity would crackle around his arm as it began to shudder and spasm in pain. His left hand reflecively gripped his wrist to hold it steady as he focused more energy into it. Barely even able to react to the punch, the kick folded him over and sent him hurtling into the far wall. Rebounding off of it, he landed on one knee. An involuntary cough shook his body as he tried to stand. Blood spattered from his mouth, as he let out a wheeze.
'Three broken ribs, and a punctured lung.'
He smirked, tallying off his injuries. He could barely stand let alone fight. This would be the end. His once massive aura was now a pitiful flame. But his arm glowed bright, literally crackling with energy.
Time would seem to slow down as he'd look at Okara, the smirk on his face literally daring the saiyan to take his atrack head on. His index and pointer fingers would extend, mirroring a gun, while his left held his arm steady. Steam and electricity poured off of it, up to the shoulder. A small orb of energy hovered in front of his fingers while they were aimed at Okara's head. Wasabi knew that if he let go, the blast would rocket towards the saiyan killing him instantly.
"I dont have anything or anyone to live up to. I don't even know my parents. This fight is all I have. So, take this! My love, my anger, and all of my sorrow; LOOK AT ME WHILE I SURPASS YOU! HELL RAZE!"
A thin spiraling beam of energy would rocket out his finger, heading straight to Okara. But not before Wasabi would alter the course of the beam, as it streaked to Okara's shoulder. Wasabi's right arm would break with an audible snap, as he depowered to his bade form. The skin of the arm was already a mess of burns from containing that much energy. Wasabi's vision would fade to black, the last sound was a final, quiet --
"Bang."
PL: 321,901 Hell Raze: 643,802
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Post by Okara Blaze on Mar 28, 2017 14:47:36 GMT -6
"Wasabi..."
His eyes widened at the sudden output of power. That much force....it could destroy half the planet! And there was no way he could stop it. If he dodged, it would cause unmasked destruction. He owed this world more than that. He remembered Limax, the namekian who took his duty to this world more seriously than anyone Okara had met. Threatening, in the young Saiyans opinion, war over a slight.
"I am not the one that unleashed destruction in a building for the sick and injured. I am not the one that fled the scene...."
Okara grit his teeth, lowering his right arm and gripping his forearm. Damn Namekian. The hand clawed, and a dark, dark purple aura would shimmer around it. The aura and energy crackled up his arm, his skin splitting along the bicep as he screamed.
"LION'S PAW!"
He'd cock the arm back and throw a hard right haymaker, intent to hit the blast and blow it away to the left, into the sky, to fire it deep into space. Assuming it worked, his right arm would droop lifeless to his side as the burned and blackened skin extended across his shoulder and a little into his peck. Hid body was not build to handle that much power in such a concentrated area. Sweat now beaded his brow, and he would blast forward to catch Wasabi.
"Idiot....you could have killed....Tch."
He'd land, setting Wasabi down gently as he powered down. As he hit base form, blood spewed from his mouth as the effects really settled in. He'd face plant, passing out himself from pain and exertion next to Wasabi.
Lions Paw PL: 1,070,721
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