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 Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 9:14 pm
Grand AkumaShogun  Cooler sighed a bit as Turles avoided his ki disk, he figured that would happen. Soon after Turles appeared behind him though Cooler took his turn to smirk darkly as Turles unleashed the blast. At the last minute Cooler simply used Instant Transmission to avoid the attack, appearing above Turles with his arms folded and a confident sneer on his face. As he floated above Turles he began to charge his Death Blade once more as he took this time to speak once more, " Come on Turles, is this really all you can do in that form? I thought that you'd give me an actual warm up at the very least but it seems the only thing different about you is that you have a shinier coat." he taunted as his eyes glew and he unleashed two Death Beam-like blasts from his eyes, aiming at the point on Turles' body where his tail connected to his backside.(ooc; I apologize to Blaze but I'm going to put Doore on hold for right now for lack of ideas for what to post for him.) ((its fine. I can wait, I'll use this time to get some ideas of my own))
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 12:05 pm
As Cooler spoke, Turles turned his gaze up at his enemy, as always, Cooler gave his usual banter. “For someone who hates Frieza as much as you do, the resemblance in the amount of babbling you both engage in is uncanny” after his speech, Cooler fired off two of his Death Beams, to which Turles dashed forward, wanting to shake his head at how much Cooler underestimated him. As if he wasn't going to know that Cooler was aiming for his tail? How foolish.
Wrapping his tail around his waste, turning over to face his former commander-in-chief as he continued to fly. “I’VE ONLY BEGUN TO FIGHT!!!” thrusting his left hand forward, palm open, Turles fired a purple ki wave at Cooler. As he did that, the golden ozaru saw King Cold’s ship in his peripheral vision.
Outstretching his right hand, he fired another Pulse Drive at the ship, this would no doubt eliminate another one of his old foes. No matter what it took, he was determined to kill Cooler on this day. That b*****d had caused far too much suffering in the galaxy, namely from his people. Never again would he follow someone else’s orders.
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 6:17 pm
Cooler sighed with a shake of his head, as he once again dodged Turles' attack, appearing behind him once more, " Turles, Turles, Turles, I wish you had stayed as one of my elites. You had potential to be a most excellent ruler or military advisor with that razor sharp cunning and leadership ability... Such wasted talent indeed, a pity." he said calmly. If Turles was trying to make Cooler lose his temper then he was failing horribly, Cooler was not one to fly over the handle at the lightest taunt like Frieza, that was just one way in which the two were different and it honestly disappointed Cooler that Turles was too ignorant to see that Cooler was at the very least, the only member of his family with any sort of honor. He then watched coldly as Turles fired another blast at King Cold's ship, if his father died then that simply meant that now Cooler would become the sole ruler of the Cold Empire. He sighed once more, " Turles... Do you honestly think that just because you served under me for so long means you know how to fight me?" he questioned while noting with casual interest as Turles' attack neared his father's spaceship.
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 9:26 pm
Bringing his hand into the ground, Turles’ palm drug into the soil, slowing his flight, leaping into the air now, he landed infront of Cooler causing the Earth beneath his feet to crumble and the ground to shake. He was now face-to-face with Cooler. The Icejin gave yet another speech of how things could’ve been and what Turles failed to see, Cooler failed to see a few things himself.
“Just as you believe because I served you for so long that you know me so well...had you a scouter you’d realize that my battle power is far beyond yours and unlike a regular ozaru, I’m far more powerful and far faster than my previous transformation. I will never serve you or anyone else ever again, I serve no one but myself and myself alone. This planet and it’s inhabitants have no value to me, all that matters to me is that my people are avenged and I will risk everything to ensure that happens. Why would I want to rule anything or anyone? So I could sit and listen to them bicker about what they don’t have? Beg me for my assistance? Doesn’t sound like my kind of life. I’m not some spoiled little Prince, or a politician for that matter, I never have been. I am a warrior, you more than anyone else should know that. I don’t just live to fight, I crave it, desire it. War is not my purpose, war is my life, my existence, my everything. Your brother’s cronie Zarbon saw it fit to leave me with that and that alone. I have nothing else. Tell me Cooler, what’s so grand about having someone weak and pathetic grovel at your feet?”
Bardock had sons, a grandson, and now Ceripa. What did Turles have? A crew? A ship? Material things. Meaningless. His brother and old platoon were the only ones who truly meant anything to him, for years he thought his brother dead until today and now in the same day he’d lost him all over again. The emptiness in his soul had returned, he knew it would never leave. It would always be there and it would always haunt him until the day he finally joined the rest of the Saiyajins in hell.
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 11:00 pm
Cooler blinked several times at the response Turles gave him. Soon a chuckle escaped him as he could nothing except shake his head, " You see Turles? Because you think you know me just from my father and brother you made several mistakes about me. One, I do not need a scouter, I can sense energy naturally, just one bonus to training naturally I suppose. So I can tell that you are stronger right now but that leads to my next point..." he began as he raised two fingers, his smirk then gone and his eyes dark and cold, " I also know how to hide my power level. So far, I have yet to give my full power to this fight. I hope the same can be said of you... Because if this is all you are capable of, then perhaps I misjudged you." he commented as he calmly raised his power level a bit. " ... As for your words, I must say, I'm not surprised by them. You accept who you are, a warrior who only feels comfort when blood spills on the battlefield, who only feels alive in the thrill of a fight. At any rate, you're question will remain unaswered, after all, those who are soldiers think differently from those who rule. Would you not agree, Turles?" he commented as a royal purple aura surrounded him. If all else failed, there was always his final form, that would secure victory but for now, Cooler wanted to enjoy this thrill, a thrill of fighting on equal grounds, the love of fighting that at times, made him more like a Saiyan and less like an Icejin.
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Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2010 8:21 pm
Why was it so many could sense focused ki and he could not? Perhaps he had depended on those damned scouters for far too long. After this battle was finished, he knew he needed to focus on developing this ability. Then came the speech about Cooler’s hidden power, hidden power or not, Turles knew even if Cooler was stronger than he was letting on, his power dwelled in comparison to that of a golden ozaru. He could carry this useless conversation on all day, but why? It would serve no purpose than to humor Cooler’s oversized ego.
Just where the hell were Kakarot and the others anyway? And why was that Tarin character having so much damned trouble with Doore? Could he not yet be used to the transformation of SSj and his body be strained? He should be wiping the floor by now with all of Cooler's Armored Corps. No matter, soon as he finished with Cooler they'd be next on his hitlist.
Raising his arms above his head, Turles roared, unleashing purple ki beams from each hand, beneath his feet the ground crumbled, the ground beneath Cooler suddenly crumbling, purple ki piercing through it, threatening to overtake him. From above, the ki beams Turles had unleashed before were now coming down toward him. Turles then unleashed yet another mouth blast, heading toward Cooler from the front. Three directions of attack, only one way out.
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Posted: Tue Dec 14, 2010 4:19 am
Goku watched as the battle raged on, he felt he had no place in this fight either and could see Raditz's point but he was not about to leave as thoughts ran in his head about Bardock and Frieza, Goku then looked down to his son, whom must been taking this pretty hard..
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Posted: Tue Dec 14, 2010 5:32 am
Cooler's eyes narrowed as Turles unleashed an attack from below, above and from the front. Holding back a curse he dashed backwards, red eyes trained on the blast from the front as he increased his speed to allow the blasts from above and below to collide. He then placed his fingers on his temple and once more used Instant Transmission once he had gotten enough distance from Turles' attack to allow him to do so. He then appeared high above Turles and raised one finger. Soon red lightning crackled above his finger before a dark sphere of energy formed with the red lightning from earlier wrapped around it. Turles would know this attack, considered to be one of the Cold Family's strongest attacks, the Death Ball. As he charged the planet destroying sphere of energy he looked down at Salza giving him a light and discreet nod which the leader of his Armored Squadron returned before the blue skinned alien removed his scouter and silently slipped into the tall grass. Cooler had made one requirement absolutely necessary for his Armored Squadron, that they must at least learn to hide their ki when needed, though they still needed scouters to detect the power levels of others so Salza should be near invisible to the Saiyans for now. Cooler then smirked as he felt his Death Ball almost ready to throw, " I'm curious Turles, can a golden Oozaru breath in space?" he asked, trying to gain the focus of the gathered warriors, especially Turles.
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Posted: Tue Dec 14, 2010 5:14 pm
Tarin put his battle with Doore on pause when he felt the enormous amount of energy Cooler was forming the death ball with. "Sorry to be rude, but something has come up." he told Doore as he used instant Transmission to appear by the others, looking up at Cooler with the death ball above him. "Damn....an attack like that will blow up this whole planet." he thought to himself as he looked up and clenched his fist. Tarin stayed in his super saiyan form, but the aura around him disappeared.
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Posted: Tue Dec 14, 2010 5:26 pm
[[ Sorry for inactivity, just got annoyed with people not posting ]] Goku thought of something everyone we're gonna blast that blast with our blasts,"What do you think it could work.."Goku knew earth was at stake and unless someone else was gonna die Goku knew it wouldn't happen again unless it would be the tyrant Cooler
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 10:23 pm
Talk. More talk. Always with the damn talk. It never ceased to amaze him how much these Icejins could gloat, laugh like fools, and speak of how superior they were and how they could breathe in space. Turles chuckled, tail still wrapped tightly around his waste, his arms now crossing over his chest once more. "Just shut up and throw the damn thing already..." his patience was being tried with Cooler's games. Right now he wasn't much more than an annoying little fly. A lizard fly, but a fly nonetheless. "Better yet," Turles uncrossed his arms, raising a hand, two fingers outstretched, a powerful blast was sent screaming into the Death Ball, pushing it toward the atmosphere and safely away from Earth. "I've seen that little lightshow once already, I think I'll sit out on it this time. Now...I believe it's my turn" roaring, Turles raised his arms over his head, his golden aura coming to life with a monstrous humm. The Earth began to shake violently, if he couldn't catch that slippery little b*****d, he'd kill everything on that worthless planet. The aura intensified, a light inside masking Turles, now only showing a glowing aura that seemed to be made of nothing more than golden ki. Several hundred golden ki bolts began to rain out from the aura, shooting in every direction. Instant Transmission or not, Cooler could only dodge for so long before he was torn apart by them. He couldn't breath in space if he was dead. Soon or later, Cooler would die and that was Turles' goal. So what if a few puny humans died in the process, a few lives lost to eliminate a much greater foe so that others may survive.
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 7:41 am
Cooler bit back a curse as Turles knocked away his Death Ball but smirked, ' Good, I have everyone's attention it seems.' he thought to himself. His eyes then widened at Turles' attack, ' Heh, wanting to risk making that other Saiyan's sacrifice worthless eh?' the tyrant couldn't help but think as he got to work trying to survive this barrage until Salza could take out Turles' tail. He began weaving in and out of gaps between blasts, shooting at blasts he couldn't dodge, and using Instant Transmission when neither would work. ' Hurry up Salza, I'm not too sure how much longer I can last.' he thought as sweat began to form slowly but surely. Salza silently shifted through the grass aiming towards Turles. His amber eyes widened as Turles began charging up an attack and unleashed hundred of ki blasts all around. He narrowed his eyes and started dashing, knowing that the explosions of ki would actually help keep him hidden from the hearing of even an Oozaru. As he neared the golden Oozaru he activated his own Death Blade. He then pushed off the ground, using ki to briefly increase his ki and made a strong swing at Turles' tail. Even though he knew that Turles would more then likely kill him whether or not this attack succeded it would be worth it to help Cooler have a chance to win.
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 8:36 am
"That a**whole is going to get us all killed." Tarin said as Turles launched his attacks. Since the blasts went in all directions, Tarin had to try and dodge the blasts to stay alive just like Cooler except the attack wasn't aimed at him. "Hey what the hell are you going to do if you end up blowing the whole goddamned planet up?!" Tarin yelled to Turles and he continued to dodge. with all of this, he really didn't even notice Salza attacking Turles.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 8:36 pm
KING COLD 
The glass window shattered as a purple arm reached right through it grabbing at Raditz’s long hair and pulling him right through the now broken window and dragging him out throwing him across the sky and flying in pursuit
The Icejin attacked the drunken saiyan with a barrage of punches before pulling him around by the hair again, he figured it’d be more fitting to bring this little scum to the same site where his father died… where those other saiyans would soon die.
It was a series of pummeling, ramming and throwing the saiyan from the city all the way back to the plains, and the guy didn’t seem to know what hit him… actually, he didn’t seem to feel any of it, he was just getting thrown around like a rag doll
((Tsuki gave me permission to auto hit Raditz like a punching bag))
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Tsuki Hoshiko Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 8:43 pm
47●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●  RADITZI'm Back!!! twisted Location- Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate...-------Raditz probably should’ve held off on the drinking, but that wasn’t so. Out of nowhere an arm burst through the window taking hold of his long tangled hair and pulling him right out of the window, the glass fragments slightly scratching against his skin. The world was spinning again and everything moved too fast for him to grasp. Before he realized what was going on his body was flung through the air, pressure from multiple blows however he was still too drunk to feel much pain besides a bit of a head ache, and slight nausea. Without having any clue as to what was going on he found himself rocketing towards the tall grassy earth, the rough landing digging a trench in the ground. He sat up clearly clueless as to what had just happened, being drunk and under attack was not a good thing.
... Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure
It is our light not our darkness that most frightens us . ●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○● .
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