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El Hemlock
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"He might be in shining armor, but he is no mere knight... he is a King."
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Post by El Hemlock on Mar 28, 2017 20:14:47 GMT -6
El stepped across the threshold into the....what was this place? A cantina? A sort of ruffians playground? El wore nothing but skinned Dardra pants, dark brown in color, and a necklace. He looked across the room of namekians who had been eating and drinking, the whole of them stopping to stare at him. A few humans were present, other species he didn't care to identify...
He stepped inside, intent to step to the counter before he was stopped by a rather large namekian.
"Move."
The green man laughed before blood showered the room, his laughter barely having a chance to spread before several people screamed. In El's left hand was the Namekians arm, throbbing and twitching.
"I understand your people can regenerate...I'd like to see that for myself."
PL: 199
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Bana Smoothie
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I can fix that
Posts: 171
Power Level: 19,167
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Post by Bana Smoothie on Mar 28, 2017 20:24:01 GMT -6
"And I'd like to eat without seeing a brute prance around without his blouse."
Bana said as he stood up from the table which happened to be right next to the unfortunate Namekian. His lunch ruined by the small amount of blood spatter now on his plate. And the back of his shirt. Tugging at his dress shirt in annoyance in an vain attempt to straighten it out he'd stare upward at the giant of a man. His lips curled in annoyance
"We don't always get what we want though."
He glanced back toward the Namekian with a frown. Probably not one of the warrior caste. That made him collateral damage. But this might be a chance to test his suit's modifications at least.
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El Hemlock
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"He might be in shining armor, but he is no mere knight... he is a King."
Posts: 64
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Post by El Hemlock on Mar 28, 2017 20:41:49 GMT -6
Mid sentence, Bana would have to deal with the discarded remains of the arm, cast aside and into/toward his face by a swift left hand from El, who seemed to mistake the little blonde for a garbage compactor. He'd step forward, the Namekian falling to the ground and holding his arm. He'd reach the counter to stare at the scared looking barkeep.
"Give me a drink."
He'd keep aware of his surroundings, in case the garbage can or more namekians picked further fights.
PL: 250
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Bana Smoothie
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I can fix that
Posts: 171
Power Level: 19,167
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Post by Bana Smoothie on Mar 28, 2017 20:53:02 GMT -6
The blow from the discarded arm was enough to knock Bana into another table and onto the ground. Closing his eyes he'd take a deep exhale, trying to ignore the stains on his silk shirt that was now ruined thanks to Mr. Overcompensation over there. Picking himself up and doing what he could to brush some of the food off of him, his face beat red Bana would hit himself in the chest to activate his suit.
Metal plates and mesh fiber shot out of his suit to coil around his body as his helmet rose up from the back of his shirt, forming over his face. The power source humming to life almost instantly as scanners went online.
"Outside weakling."
It was not proper to fight in the mess.
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El Hemlock
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"He might be in shining armor, but he is no mere knight... he is a King."
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Post by El Hemlock on Mar 28, 2017 20:59:31 GMT -6
El turned slowly at the whirring of gears. His lips parted slightly, brow furrowing as the helmet clanged around the body. What the shit?
"The hell? Are you an Android?"
He didn't seem to register the insult in Bana's words, still lost in his own thoughts. He'd walk over and examine Bana, dipping here and there to examine his suit.
"Where did you get this? You weren't wearing it before....."
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Bana Smoothie
Graduated
I can fix that
Posts: 171
Power Level: 19,167
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Post by Bana Smoothie on Mar 28, 2017 21:04:10 GMT -6
Bana shifted to put the large man between him and the door. He assumed the man was impressed by his suit, which truth being he should be. But the man had proven that he couldn't respect the mess. And that he needed to be put back in his rank.
"Outside."
The order repeated, this time distorted through his mask and speakers. His arms quickly moving to push against the larger man with the intent to push him right out of the door. They'd settle this without ruining everyone else's meal if he had his way.
Push PL 300
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El Hemlock
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"He might be in shining armor, but he is no mere knight... he is a King."
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Post by El Hemlock on Mar 28, 2017 21:25:56 GMT -6
El reached out to touch the armor when suddenly he was blown backward, spine shattering the door frame before hitting the earth and skipping like a smooth stone on water. He'd plant his hand to the earth, flipping his body upright as a bead of blood slid down over his temple. A golden aura blasted up around him.
"I see. It's war, then?"
He'd roll his arm, whispering "Athdrivar ha mra... and "Alikh." Before rocketing back at the armored man, intent to smash his fist into his plated face.
OOC:
Alikh: All physical attacks against him receive -10% from their power, he gains +15% to all physical attacks. Athdrivar Ha Mra: He absorbs up to three blows, returns their force on the one throwing them, stacking their strength on his own for next landed attack.
PL: 345 PL of punch: 645
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Bana Smoothie
Graduated
I can fix that
Posts: 171
Power Level: 19,167
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Post by Bana Smoothie on Mar 29, 2017 13:31:49 GMT -6
Bana brought his arms up to block the fist that was attempting to slam into his helmet. The force of which was far stronger than it should have been with his current power level... Bana frowned beneath the helmet, his eyes flickering to the data readout on the top corners of his HUD.
"If it's war then identify yourself and species."
It was only right to know who was declaring it as such. A series of hisses would come from the back of his suit as five metallic projectiles launched upward to the sky before activating. Their thrusters turning on to allow them to move around the battlefield as they linked to his targeting computer.
"You are facing off against Bana Smoothie of The Glorious Tuffle Empire."
He declared, shifting back and bringing his hands up ready to fight for real now.
Micro Pods launched
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El Hemlock
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"He might be in shining armor, but he is no mere knight... he is a King."
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Post by El Hemlock on Mar 29, 2017 14:31:04 GMT -6
His brow twitched, his punch having been blocked. He spread his legs a little wide, watching his new enemy.
"Total war- one between races- is something only our King can declare. We do not refer to skirmishes like this as..."battles". It's a war between myself and you. One in which...."
His eyes watched the pods, then he glanced back down at Bana.
"...I am clearly over-matched and under prepared for."
He'd blast into the air, flying backward maybe five inches off the ground. His hands would piston fire, right hand aiming to blast Bana while his left fired at the ground, intent to create a powerful screen of smoke, dirt and dust. If his two-pronged attack worked, hopefully this...warrior race would be disoriented enough for him to make a tactical retreat. Judging by his pods and the level of technology and strength he was up against....
He doubted it.
PL: 300
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Bana Smoothie
Graduated
I can fix that
Posts: 171
Power Level: 19,167
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Post by Bana Smoothie on Mar 29, 2017 22:59:09 GMT -6
He scoffed. The giant was backing away from the fight now? Worse than that, he'd not even have the dignity to identify himself. He rolled his eyes as the brute stated the obvious. Apparently picking fights no longer seemed to be as appealing.
"Yeah, you did."
Bana's palms flared with cackling energy as they pistoned back and forth at the brute who had taken to the air. Brilliant green blasts of plasma flying toward him, even as lasers from all directions fired from his pods. Superior numbers and firepower. That's how he planned to win the day, and eventually the war against the Saiyans.
Plasma Blast PL 936
Laser attack PL 340 x 5
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Post by Rhona Hall on Mar 30, 2017 6:19:38 GMT -6
Rhona was on a food trip when she heard a lot of noise and someone bumped into her causing her to choke on the straw from her drink.
"Ack!" She coughed and with that in one hand and a bag in the other she decided to see who was making a ruckus.
To her surprise it was Bana fighting some Bearded guy, no one else could be in a suit with those annoying bee stingers. She hadn't seen much of him since they had their little talk but... this... this seemed like strange behavior from him. There was a vendor stand near by and she decided to lean on it and place her drink beside her, while reaching into her bag to start eating.
"What is going on?" she asked a by stander who apparently was in the building before this happened. He gave her the gist of the story and thought this was even stranger of Bana. Maybe she was wrong about some aspects of him. She would have thought that he only did things if it were beneficial to him... not seemingly wasting breath on someone who wanted to start a bar fight.
So she was going to hang out and just watch and wait to see how things progressed. Maybe he was a bit more rebellious than she originally thought. This other guy though, she hadn't seen him before...
((OCC)) Don't mind me over here, unless convenient, just wanting to see how this goes. XD
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El Hemlock
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"He might be in shining armor, but he is no mere knight... he is a King."
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Post by El Hemlock on Mar 30, 2017 13:26:27 GMT -6
El expected the pods to attack, but not from a distance. The first blast hit his ribcage, searing the skin and blowing him to the side, blasting him into a pile of stone. The other lasers bombarded him there, wind being driven from his lungs from the sheer force of five attacks at once. Blood spewed from his lips as the wind was driven from his body. Two ribs fractured, full body searing damage. Those pods hit him harder than even what he could do.
Fighting back was untenable. Escape was untenable. Defeat was the only option available to him. Still, his race was a warrior race, and he wasn't going to go down without a fight.
Moving to his hands and knees, rubble rolling around him, he coughed blood and cocked back his right fist.
"Earth Puppet Breaker."
Punching the ground, a ripple would roll through the Earth to Bana's location. A dome of rock would surround the tuffle male, and turning around in a mountain-horse combo stance, El would bring his hands up like a puppet-master, and after clenching his fists would pull both arms in suddenly to his waist.
Inside the rock enclosure, three pillars would erupt, intent to hit Bana in the hip, abdomen, and chin. After they made contact (assuming they did) then the dome would collapse on top of Bana.
El would then turn to retreat deeper into town!
OOC:
New attack unlocked: Earth Puppet Breaker - Hitting the Earth, El creates a dome around his opponent. The domes strength is equal to his power level. Then, for every 100 PL, El can pull pillars each equal to 40% of his PL out to strike at his opponent- these are attached to each limb through a Ki thread. The dome then collapses, bringing several tons of stone down upon his adversary. (+20%)
El PL: 360 PL of Dome: 360 PL of each pillar: 144
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Bana Smoothie
Graduated
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Post by Bana Smoothie on Mar 30, 2017 15:26:18 GMT -6
Bana had yet to encounter an attack that could shift the ground around and under him. And it was to El Hemlock's favor that he was caught off guard and captured by the stone shell. It was an interesting technique, but one he was certain would not be able to restrain him.
The first pillar erupted from the stone and collided against his armor, though the plates were able to easily hold against it. The energy in his palms blasted outward in front of him to blow a hole through his shell, freeing himself before it could collapse upon him. The thrusters on his feet and back firing up as he rose to the sky, his sensors catching the retreating Power Level of the so called warrior as he fled deeper into the city. The thought of pursuit flickered across his mind briefly, but he'd made his point. And it was no longer his problem.
Slowly Bana would descend to the ground. Swiping at the air with his left hand activating his Pod's retrieval protocol. Once the pods had returned to his suit he'd place a hand over his chest and deactivate his suit, which would unfold around him and shift to fit back under his clothing.
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El Hemlock
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"He might be in shining armor, but he is no mere knight... he is a King."
Posts: 64
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Post by El Hemlock on Mar 31, 2017 14:48:09 GMT -6
He would cough a little blood, sliding his back down the wall. Sweat beaded his brow- Bana Smoothie of the Truffle Empire....he tucked the name behind an ear. He'd make it his mission to humiliate this emissary of that empire once he got a little stronger. He never knew people could get so......outrageously strong. He knew King was stronger but....other than that, it amazed him.
He'd push himself to his feet and stumble toward the hospital, intent to get healed so he could report to King.
/End thread
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