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 Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2012 9:46 am
Planet Name: Orsa
Planet Size: 5
Planet Gravity: 10
Planet Damage Reduction: 59%
Habitable?: yes
Developed?: technology rivaling the medieval period of Western history.
Terrain: The terrain is rather boring, the soil varying shades of gray, with water spread fairly evenly around the planet's surface. The temperature is a mild seventy-five degrees most of the time, and weather is fairly regular, with light storms occurring every few days.
Notable Races: The Orsan, which are humanoid creatures, standing five to six feet tall, with six fingers on each hand, larger than human black eyes with no visible irises or pupils, who wear clothing in many varying shades of brown, gray and white. These compose the vast majority of the population of the planet, with roughly 2 billion population worldwide, focused primarily in the surface outskirts of Concul cities or in villages of mostly Orsan population.
Dominant Races: The Concul are a large, jet-black scaled race of centaurs with four arms and four legs each ending with six razor-sharp talons, standing roughly seven feet tall, with their lower halves having inverted knees, keeping them lower to the ground and allowing them to climb and run at incredible speeds. As such, all Concul cities are in giant cylindrical holes in the ground, with buildings being carved into the sides of the walls. Every Concul has a large, bladed tail that they can use like a scorpion's stinger, with lightning-quick slashes capable of cutting a normal human in half. Part of a Concul's brain is located in the base of its tail. If a Concul loses it's tail, it will most likely die. They Concul have largely gained control of the planet, and rule in a large number of what could be compared to monarchies over the planet, enslaving the Orsa to do their menial labor and support their lifestyles. Altogether, there are roughly two hundred million Concul that rule the planet. While not being too terribly strong, it is just so much the status quo that no one questions it anymore.
Planet HP: 100,050
Length of Day: There is no day or night on Orsa. It is similar to late afternoon at all times on the tidally locked planet. There is always a sun and moon visible in the sky. The planet's own sun and a large sun at the solar system next door serve to put two suns in the sky.
Length of Night: N/A
Length of lunar cycle: The moons are never full on Orsa. They are always half-moons, though there are three of them, which are tidally locked, and never seem to move, with always at least one moon visible in the sky.
Vegetation: The planet is littered with woods and grass that are many shades of brown. Trees grow to a height of roughly thirty feet, and the grass is short and hardy.
Distance from Earth: 200 light years
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Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2012 11:11 am
((Continued from Space))
((powering-up, 221 per turn, 5 turns))
((Arin's weights are off. Gravity of Orsa is 10 less than ALICE))
ALICE HP: 499 / 10,000
Arin:
Hp: 2168 / 5262
Kp: 5355 + 5304 / 5355
MKp sad max) 4689 - 884
3805 / 6015
powerlevel: 1,026,160 (*gulp*)
Gravity Level: 10/20 (+5)
Weight Level: 0/250 (+25)
Strength: 26 | + 89 +25 +5mod = 67
Dexterity: 18 | +84 +25 +5mod = 61
Wisdom: 19 | +58 mod = 33
Dodge Bonus: 110
Base Attack Bonus: 20/15/10/5/0
Attack Melee: 87/82/77/72/67
Base Save Bonus: 10
Fort: +34
Rex: +71
Will: +43
The planet was right underneath the ship now, mere miles from the falling vehicle. It was no extraordinary rate (the heat of Arin's power venting kept the ship from falling too quickly) but it was falling toward what appeared to be a mile-deep sinkhole of some sort, a huge cylinder over five-hundred feet across that tunneled straight into the gray earth's crust. Below, small figures on the surface ran about, startled by the arrival of the ship, which by all rights should be startling... It was crashing into the largest city in this area. And quake the likes of which could be caused by such an impact would be devastating to the underground stone structures. ALICE was set to drive deep into the city before impacting hard, costing untold lives. Arin, of course, was oblivious to this. Slowly, her pain and anguish boiled into something much more familiar... Something terrible. With the realization that her mother was so afraid of her came her wrath at being lied to. At being tricked. Being discarded. The weighted clothing she wore was no match for the heat of her fury, and the weights fell off of her body, floating around her as she screamed again. The whole world was against her. Form the very beginning, she was never loved. She was just so angry. She stood and roared as her power exploded around her, and she felt the ship buckle and scream in return, the whole structure bulging away from her as her powerlevel skyrocketed and she gave in to the hate.
Technique Name: Power-up
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Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2012 11:22 am
((powering-up, 221 per turn, 5 turns))
ALICE HP: 499 - 3204
0 / 10,000
Arin:
Hp: 2168 / 5262
Kp: 5355 + 6409 / 5355
MKp sad max) 3805 - 1105
2700 / 6015
powerlevel: 1,114,560
The ship was inside the city when it happened. ALICE had ejected all lifeboats whether or not the crew was inside, to spare them the destruction, and the empty ships landed some way away. But nearing the middle of the city, the ship exploded, split in half and being blasted against two sides of the city-hole, grinding long gouges in the stone as it continued at its frantic pace to the bottom. In the middle of the city now floated a screaming, raging ball of violet flame, with a powerlevel the likes of which this planet had never seen. The force of her strength gave headaches to people miles away who could sense ki. Around the rim of the city stood a ring of onlookers, wide-eyed and mouths agape. The screams of the dying and terrified citizens below her were drowned out by the roar of the flames and the even louder roar of her blood in her ears. All that Arin saw through the blood-haze of her rage was a new place to take out her anger. The answer to her prayers. It was too much to keep inside. She screamed as the strength felt like it would tear her apart.
Technique Name: Power-up
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Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2012 11:30 am
((powering-up, 221 per turn, 5 turns))
Arin:
Hp: 2168 / 5262
Kp: 5355 + 7514 / 5355
MKp sad max) 2700 -1105
1595 / 6015
powerlevel: 1,202,960
The people around her watched from all directions as the ball of fire raged, astounded and confused as to what exactly it was, and why it had come here. Arin slowly began rising as she roared, the chain reaction of her anger feeding her power, her power feeding her pain and her pain feeding her anger was too far gone to stop. She was beyond all reason. She'd lost everything. She had destroyed everything. Her mother, her sister, Aki... All she'd ever wanted was to belong somewhere. All she'd wanted was a normal life. And now she could never have that. She screamed, and with it came another physical wave of power that shook the earth and made the air quiver. She was gone. Arin wasn't here anymore. It was merely an uncontrollable monster in her guise.
Technique Name: Power-up
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Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2012 11:44 am
((powering-up, 221 per turn, 3 turns))
Arin:
Hp: 2168 / 5262
Kp: 5355 + 8619 / 5355
MKp sad max) 1595 - 1105
490 / 6015
powerlevel: 1,291,360
Arin continued devouring her energy, shaking and screaming in both pain and anger. At least for a few more seconds, the planet was safe from her rage... She hovered above the center of the city as the Orsa and Concul alike abandoned their homes, fleeing to the surface as the whole shaking and collapsing city threatened to come down on top of them, all the while a huge, fifty-foot fireball shone above them with the light of a third sun, sucking the oxygen from the air around itself and standing as a substitute for what seemed to be some even greater destruction that was soon to come... Most Orsa and Concul could not detect ki, and all of the ones who could were frozen in terror and awe as a powerlevel so much greater than theirs that it was perceived with all six senses grew by leaps and bounds in the middle of a highly populated area. There was no lore for what might happen if it grew any higher. There was never believed to be a power this great.
Technique Name: Power-up
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Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2012 11:56 am
Planet Orsa: 100,050 - 4554
95,496/100,050
Arin:
Hp: 2168 / 5262
Kp: 5355 + 9109 / 5355
MKp sad max) 490 - 490
0 / 6015
powerlevel: 1,330,560
Arin hit the limit of the power she could draw from her reserves, and for a moment, the pattern was broken. She could no longer sustain the violent anger. She slowly lowered to the earth below her, landing slightly away from the people, the earth below her feet burning away and cracking as she stood, leaving white-hot footprints underneath her as her eyes seemed to glow black inside the huge power that remained condensed around her. Slowly, but confident of himself, a Concul dressed in an ornately decorated robe began approaching Arin. He began saying something about Arin being a God, and how she was proof that some new age was beginning. As soon as the priest came within twenty-six feet of Arin, he disintegrated. He must have confused the heat for holy presence. His ashes floated away on the wind and silence fell over the crowd. And then they began screaming and yelling, calling for blood, rebelling against a force they did not understand.
This made Arin angry.
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Emily Marneth rolled 4 20-sided dice:
10, 16, 9, 16
Total: 51 (4-80)
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Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2012 12:49 pm
((This city and its surrounding surface village have a population of 3 million Orsan. Most of them are very likely attacking Arin. The Concul are very likely fleeing full-speed, which is roughly 30 mph on foot... Umm... On... Talon-thingie...)) ((Four melee attacks, on whatever Orsa are close enough to experience her wrath. Interesting note; any Orsa that are within melee range at the end of their turns die immediately, poor things.)) Planet Orsa: 95,496 - 4463 91,033 / 100,050 Arin: Hp: 2168 - 446 1722 / 5262 Kp: 5355 + 8926/ 5355 kill count: 1 Arin roared and dashed forward, aiming a right punch at the chest of one of the creatures in front of her. The whole world was bathed red as her blood pumped so furiously that it now drowned out their roars. All the Orsa drew their weapons and began charging her. She aimed her next punch at an Orsan to her right, sending her left fist toward its jaw and continuing her spin with a right heel kick to the face of another yet even further to her right before bringing her left foot down at the crown of another Orsan's skull, completing a full circle and pausing to throw her head back and roar with bloodlust. There was an infinite amount of anger in her voice, and that she was so filled with hate that she had to pause in the middle of battle to let it out was testament to just how far gone she really was. She had never known anger like this. Even when she lost Aki, she had had something to take it out on, to direct it toward.. This was merely directionless rage. Rather, the rage was directed everywhere. It seemed so much hate had turned inward that this was merely the inevitable ricochet of that energy back into the universe. And it was fearsome.Orsa ~Character Data~ Name: Typical Orsa Bloodline/clan/race: Orsa Sensei:Home village (and/or) home planet: Orsa Ki type affinity: N/A Age: 15 years (Orsans have a lifespan of roughly 40 years) Gender: either Rank: D ~Appearance~ Height: five to six feet Weight: roughly 130 lbs Hair: bald Eyes: larger-than-human, solid black Physical Description: The Orsan, which are humanoid creatures, standing five to six feet tall, with six fingers on each hand, have larger than human black eyes with no visible irises or pupils, and wear clothing in many varying shades of brown, gray and white. Clothing:Background: Orsans compose the vast majority of the population of the planet, with roughly 2 billion population worldwide, focused primarily in the surface outskirts of Concul cities or in villages of mostly Orsan population. Personality: typically a 'go with the flow' race, Orsans have few aspirations beyond existing. They are fond of battle, but not generally so much that they will seek it out. Most Orsans are somewhat skilled with a sword, and shields are somewhat less common, though not unheard of. Other:Techniques:Ki techniques-Martial Techniques-Modification Techniques-~Stats~ LV. 2 Hp: 24 Kp: 4 MKp: 36 Power Level 140 Strength: 18 | mod = 4 Dexterity: 18 | mod = 4 Constitution: 14 | mod = 2 Intelligence: 12 | mod = 1 Wisdom: 16 | mod = 3 Charisma: 8 | mod = -1 Ki: 8 | mod = -1 Dodge Bonus: 17 Base Attack Bonus: 2 Attack Melee: 6 Attack Ranged: 6 Attack Ki: 1 Base Save Bonus: 1 Fort: 3 Rex: 5 Will: 4 Damage: Martial damage: 5-10 long sword: 5-16 +1 to strike ~Skills~ Swim: (Str) Grapple: (Str) Escape Artist: (Dex) -Hide: (Dex) -Move Silently: (Dex) Tumble: (Dex) ____Balance: (Dex) Sleight of Hand: (Dex) ____Use Rope: (Dex) Concentration: (Con) -Craft: (Int) -Repair: (Int) -Disable Device: (Int) ____Use Technology: (Int) Forgery: (Int) Knowledge: (Int) ____Research: (Int) -Spot: (Wis) -Search: (Int) Listen: (Wis) Alchemy: (Wis) -Sense Motive: (Wis) -Read Lips: (Wis) -Survival: (Wis) -Treat Injury: (Wis) -Bluff: (Cha) -Diplomacy: (Cha) -Gather Information: (Cha) -Intimidate: (Cha) -Innuendo: (Cha) -Seduction: (Cha) Perform: (Cha) Handle Animal: (Cha) Disguise: (Cha) Martial techniques: (Str) ____Weapon(sword): 10 Ki techniques: (Ki) Ki Control: (Int) Modification techniques: Sneak Attack: ~Possessions~ Money:Ryo: 0-50 Equipment:Long Sword Damage: 1 - 10 + str. mod. Range: Melee. ValuablesArin ~Stats~ LV. 20 Experience: 6800/7160 Hp: 680 +4592 = 5262 Kp: 580 +4775 = 5355 MKp sad max) 1240 +4775 = 6015 Power Level: 690,300 525,690 52+46+32 = 130 (65) Gravity Level: 10/20 (+5) Weight Level: 0/250 (+25) Strength: 26 | + 89 +25 +5 mod = 67 Dexterity: 18 | +84 +25 +5 mod = 61 Constitution: 28 | +30 mod = 24 Intelligence: 16 | +21 mod = 13 Wisdom: 19 | +58 mod = 33 Charisma: 13 | +10 mod = 6 Ki: 20 | +32 mod = 26 Dodge Bonus: 110 Base Attack Bonus: 20/15/10/5/0 Attack Melee: 87/82/77/72/67 Base Save Bonus: 10 Fort: +34 Rex: +71 Will: +43 Damage: Martial damage: 68-97 +12 to strike ~Skills~ Swim: (Str) Grapple: (Str) +1 Escape Artist: (Dex) -Hide: (Dex) -Move Silently: (Dex) Tumble: (Dex) ____Balance: (Dex) Sleight of Hand: (Dex) ____Use Rope: (Dex) Concentration: (Con) -Craft: (Int) -Repair: (Int) 1 -Disable Device: (Int) ____Use Technology: (Int) 1 +3 Forgery: (Int) Knowledge: (Int) ____Research: (Int) -Spot: (Wis) -Search: (Int) Listen: (Wis) Alchemy: (Wis) +4 -Sense Motive: (Wis) + 34 -Read Lips: (Wis) -Survival: (Wis) -Treat Injury: (Wis) -Bluff: (Cha) -Diplomacy: (Cha) 7 -Gather Information: (Cha) -Intimidate: (Cha) 7 -Innuendo: (Cha) -Seduction: (Cha) Perform: (Cha) Handle Animal: (Cha) Disguise: (Cha) Martial techniques: (Str) 21 +104 ____Weapons: 0 +22 Ki techniques: (Ki) 8 +45 Ki Control: (Int) 46 +149 Modification techniques: 195 +49 Sneak Attack:
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Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2012 3:05 pm
The Life boats landed in the earth of the planet. the clear doors of the 'boats' allowed Lite and Selena to see the death of ALICE. They had no idea who survived, and who died in the crash, but they were each going to find out.
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Emily Marneth generated a random number between
68 and 97 ...
74!
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2012 5:53 am
((Four hits. Damage for each hit.
68-97 = autokill))
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Emily Marneth rolled 9 20-sided dice:
7, 8, 12, 9, 17, 5, 6, 2, 13
Total: 79 (9-180)
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2012 6:18 am
((Rolls for Arin are first five, rolls for Orsa attacks are the next four
There's only so much room you can have when you surround someone, four is about it without hacking your partners to pieces as well.))
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Emily Marneth rolled 9 20-sided dice:
10, 9, 1, 4, 16, 6, 2, 1, 12
Total: 61 (9-180)
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2012 6:52 am
((Four melee attacks, on whatever Orsa are close enough to experience her wrath. Interesting note; any Orsa that are within melee range at the end of their turns die immediately, poor things.))
((Rolls are attacks for next post, first five Arin, last four Orsa (though the Orsa have turn priority, it's easier to put their rolls at the end) ))
Planet Orsa: 91,033 - 4,235
86,798 / 100,050
Arin:
Hp: 1722 - 423
1299 / 5262
Kp: 5355 + 8926 - 446
8470 / 5355
kill count: 9
Arin's fist went straight through the first Orsan's chest and out his back, and as she pulled it out, she did so horizontally after grabbing on to a rib. His ribs were splintered and her arm flung gore as his chest was torn open across his left pectoral, his heart flying into the crowd, having gotten caught on her wrist. As Arin brought her left hand to the second Orsa, she opened her fingers, and she ripped out his jaw in a single piece. Her two kicks were devastating, and the third's head was destroyed, exploding and showering gore on his nearby fellows as her heel fused the fourth's head to the gray earth at his feet. Four of the creatures came forward and swung their blades at the enraged Queen. She didn't even feel their strikes connect. She roared as the attacks connected and stopped when met with her skin, which appeared to be an immovable object. As she roared, the four Orsa exploded into clouds of ash and blew in the faces of their comrades. The ground beneath Arin's feet was boiling, and the planet itself was shaking from the onslaught of her energy. If she wanted to, Arin could turn this whole city into a crater a half-mile wide... But luckily she was beyond thinking of the most destructive things that she could do. As it stood, Arin spun as she stepped forward, shoving the rib in her right hand into the back of one of the Orsan horde, piercing his heart as she jumped forward, using the jawbone as a club and breaking it in half on another soldier's face. The impact sent him flying to crash into others in the swarm, and she ran forward, backhanding one of them that was in front of her, sending him away as she clutched the gore-covered rib, running up the body of another of the humanoids, pushing off his head with such force that he hit the ground with a sickening crunch. As she soared over the crowd, She grabbed the rib with both hands, raising it above her head and locking on to her next target. As she came down, the rib buried itself in the skull of an Orsan, and she kicked him away into the crowd as she turned like a caged animal. Although, without the ability to fly... It seemed it was really these soldiers who were trapped here with her. The gore-splattered queen surveyed the crowd as she waited for the next attack, her rage boiling the blood and bits of bone and stringy flesh that clung to her.
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Emily Marneth rolled 9 20-sided dice:
1, 6, 8, 16, 17, 17, 20, 14, 1
Total: 100 (9-180)
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2012 7:43 am
((Four melee attacks, on whatever Orsa are close enough to experience her wrath. Interesting note; any Orsa that are within melee range at the end of their turns die immediately, poor things.))
((Rolls are attacks for next post, first five Arin, last four Orsa (though the Orsa have turn priority, it's easier to put their rolls at the end) ))
Planet Orsa: 86,798 - 4023
82,775 / 100,050
Arin:
Hp: 1299 - 402
897 / 5262
Kp: 5355 + 8046 / 5355
kill count: 17
Arin felt three more impacts somewhere in another world, and it only served to heighten her anger. She wasn't dodging, she wasn't blocking, she was abandoning all defense and simply weathering the attacks, and they still couldn't hurt her. Why couldn't they hurt her? Why was she alone immune to the horrors of war? Why was it that she was the only person who couldn't die? WHY CAN'T SHE DIE!?! Why can't she be like everyone else? Why can't they kill her? Put her out of her misery? End her suffering. WHY!? She roared and spun to kick another soldier, breaking him in half and sending him flying over the crowd as she ducked down low and grabbed the ankle of one of the men, meaning to swing him as a weapon at another, but misjudging her grip and ripping his leg off, sending him now disconnected, spraying blood over the crowd like a grisly sort of firework. She looked down at the leg, confused for a moment before she smashed it against the bottom of another Orsan jaw, lifting him over the horde, and slamming the bloody thigh down at the junction of one of the men's neck and shoulder, crunching him like burnt toast as yet more of the swarm turned to ash, even as Arin's own flesh boiled and melted away, dripping to the white-hot ground below and turning to ash before it got there.
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Emily Marneth generated a random number between
10 and 32 ...
29!
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2012 7:45 am
((Damage to Arin from critical strike on the Orsan's part.
5-16 * 2-2
10-32))
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Emily Marneth rolled 20 20-sided dice:
15, 12, 2, 11, 8, 8, 7, 17, 16, 4, 12, 12, 11, 11, 3, 16, 5, 5, 15, 4
Total: 194 (20-400)
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2012 8:21 am
((Rolls are attacks for next post, twenty Orsa swarming the unmoving Arin))
Planet Orsa: 82,775 - 3821
78,954 / 100,050
Arin:
Hp: 897 - 382 - 29
486 / 5262
Kp: 5355 + 7643 / 5355
kill count: 25
Arin continued her rampage, eliminating four more Orsa, each exploding in a cloud of gore. She was blind with her rage and as she swung her fist at another faceless soldier, it happened. Arin felt the blade bite into her flesh, and she stopped moving. She looked down with numb eyes, as if shocked. Stunned still. She saw the sword sticking out of her stomach and looked at the woman who'd put it there, who was staring with eyes just as wide. Arin's large black eyes closed slowly and the woman backed away a step, removing her hands from the sword. Arin stood so still... her eyes opened again and she grabbed the sword, softly, by the blade. She pulled it out slowly and the wound seared shut. She was shaking slightly as she stood, holding the sword and staring at the wound in her stomach. Her aura disappeared, though the crushing weight of her power remained, and she saw the Orsa closing in on her like sharks who tasted blood.
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Emily Marneth generated a random number between
0 and 23899 ...
20583!
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2012 8:56 am
((Arin's kiai: 7644 kp, radius of 7644 / 8 = 955.5 feet
area of a circle: 3.14 * radius^2
area of blast: 955.5^2 * 3.14
912980.25 * 3.14
2,866,757.985
rounded down: 2,866,757 square feet. A person takes up approximately three square feet. Let's assume they are taking up more than that due to the whole sword thing, and make it six square feet.
2,866,757 / 6
477792, rounded down.
That's the number of people hit by this kiai, assuming the swarm is the size it should be, and at least this many are attacking Arin (they are.)
the damage of the kiai is 7644 / 4
1911 to all affected. The roll to save for half damage is 25 + 38 + 26 = 89.
An Orsan's reflex roll is 1d20 +5, and they couldn't survive even half damage.
The only hope of any Orsan is to roll a twenty, which might save them. there's a 1 in 20 chance of rolling a twenty theoretically, so to save 477,792 rolls, I will use a random number on 5% of the population; 23,899 and however many it says is the number who actually rolled the twenty, and didn't die
20583 managed the twenty. Let's call them the people so far back the explosion was softened by all the gore.
477792 - 20583
457209 dead.))
Planet Orsa: 78,954 / 100,050
Arin:
Hp: 486 / 5262
Kp: 5355 + 7643 - 7644
5354 / 5355
kill count: 29 + 457,209
Arin was swarmed by opponents, surrounding and climbing over each other to stab at her for a share of the glory. The Orsan philosophy basically rested on status quo, and this battle was already started, so why not enjoy it? Not a single blade managed to pierce Arin's flesh, but you had to give them points for trying. Arin opened her mouth and an astounding silence fell over everything as she stood, numb to everything. She dumped an incredible amount of her energy (an unnecessary amount, really) into a single force and roared. It was not a phoenix' song, but merely a focusing of her raw anger and power. An explosion of invisible force that sent countless enemies flying in every direction and left a massive crater around her as the ground cracked and depressed under the force of her rage. She screamed to the heavens and the hells, and to every warrior who raised a weapon to her; death was assured. The Orsa nearest to her were liquefied, and sprayed as gore over the whole field, while the others were simply blown back as limp corpses flying over the heads of the others. Either way, a huge cloud of blood hung in a circle around Arin, almost two thousand feet across. The horror and destruction of it all was unmatched by any of her previous accomplishments, and she stood, seething, in the center of a half-mile wide cloud of blood so thick that you could hardly see her. She stood and stared at the ground for a short time as the soldiers stood in awe and horror, their brothers, sisters, mothers, fathers, whole families, were destroyed in the breadth of a second. Only one person other than Arin survived near the epicenter of the explosion: the woman who had struck her. For some reason, Arin had spared her, and the woman, coated in gore and spray like a second skin fell to her knees, too horrified to think or act.
Technique Name: Kiai
Description of Jutsu: The kiai is never really named, but it consists of the user flashing their ki from their bodies (usually accompanied by a yell) nullifying an attack or blasting enemies back. It can be expensive, but the loss in ki is generally preferred to the loss of life.
Rank: D
kp Cost:
Defensive:
at least 50
Offensive:
at least 50
Damage:
Defensive: none
Offensive:
(kp used)/4,
pushed back (kp used)/8 feet
25 + 1 per five ki control + ki mod
Requirements: 50 ki control, 25 ki techniques
Training: 1 day
Special: to find out if any damage is received, use this equation:
damage to be taken - [kp used + ki mod] / 2
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