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 Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 5:01 am
Shirubā Hoippu  Shirubā reappeared back at Skull Valley, landing on a nearby cliff. He then fell down, exhausted from the fight. 'Man that guy was tough,' he thought. 'I almost had to pull out my desperation maneuver.' He lifted himself off the ground, a smile on his face. 'But that fight has taught me I still have a lot to learn,' he thought. 'I could have beaten him, but I wouldn't have had the energy to finish off that marshmallow.' He sighed. Shirubā then gathered the energy to fly. 'Looks like I've got more training to do,' he thought. 'I've got to get stronger and faster. If I ever meet that guy again I'll kill him. I don't care if he's from the same faction as me. I'll slice his head off and feed it to the wolves.' He then breathed, letting himself calm down. Shirubā then realized that he had never thought about how his father was doing this whole trip. He smiled. 'I'm home now,' he thought. 'But I'll rest before I let everyone know I'm back.' He then looked around and quickly found a cave. 'Time to hunt,' he thought, flying down. Even in his weakened state, he had more than enough power to deal with a few wolves. He took out his katana and walked toward the cave. Immediately he heard growls and barks from the cave. Suddenly, a wolf jumped at him, though it was so slow he didn't even dodge. In a flurry of slashes from his katana, the wolf then split apart, blood splashing onto him. 'Looks like I'll need more clothes,' he thought. He had chopped the wolf into squares in a pyramid stack, removing the bones while he had did so. Shirubā then dashed into the cave and sliced through the wolves. He then threw all the squares into a pile. 'I better getter a door,' he thought. 'I won't want to be attacked while I'm resting.' He then dashed out of the cave with his katana. Shirubā found a nearby tree and sliced off a chunk of it, making a temporary door. He then kept slicing through the tree to make firewood. 'There we go,' he thought. He then used the door to carry the firewood back to the cave. After he had made his rotisserie, he covered the entrance with the door and started cooking. Eventually, all the food was gone and he fell asleep. Shirubā woke up with a yawn. 'Now to get back to the guys in the Phantom Faction,' he thought. This made his mind go back to the Saiyan he fought. 'Seems like I got a new drive,' he thought, getting up and grabbing his katana. 'Wonder if I should tell dad. Probably not.' He then stretched. After having fed himself and getting some sleep, he felt recharged and ready for more training. Shirubā then lifted the door from the entrance and dashed out. After a short run, he finally arrived back home. He quickly told the chief of his training and gave a display of his new found power, shooting out a Kamehameha that destroyed three mountains. The chief applauded at his new power and a smirk came onto his face. 'I was right after all,' he thought. 'I am ultra powerful now.' The chief then told him of his father's return a day ago. "Dad's here?" he said in shock. "Where?" He scanned the area and found nothing. Suddenly, a ki blasts came his way, which he easily deflected. He turned around to see his father not to far away. "Looks like you have gotten stronger," he said with a smirk. "Let's see just how strong you are." He then took out a Chokuto. "That's new," Shirubā said, taking out his katana. "Now I'll show you some new tricks I've learned." He then dashed toward his father at full speed. Shirubā was surprised when he actually ripped part of his father's shirt. He then turned around and fired his spirit sword, which his father dodged using the afterimage. Appearing behind him, he then used and uppercut to send Shirubā into the air. He quickly stopped himself. "Eat this," he said, charging up his ki. He then opened his mouth and suddenly, a white ki came from his mouth. It then formed into a white ghost that looked strikingly similar to him. "Super Ghost Kamikaze Attack!" he shouted. "Go get him!" The ghost then charged toward Shirubā's father. "You have learned some new tricks," he said. "But-." He then hit the ghost with an uppercut kick. The ghost then suddenly exploded. Shirubā looked on and scratched his head. 'I think I overdid it,' he thought. 'Though it'll take more than that to take him down.' His father then came out of the smoke of the explosion. That attack barely had any affect, though. 'An energy shield,' Shirubā thought. He then flew down to his father. "Let's see how you do with this," he said, charging up a Kamehameha. His father countered with his own beam, which was just as powerful. The force of the attacks caused an explosion that covered them both in smoke. Shirubā flew into the air, his father close by. "No you won't," he said, letting out a solar flair that blinded his father. He then stopped in the air. Shirubā then raised his hand in the air. 'Let's see how you deal with my new technique,' he thought. Suddenly, a yellow ball of energy came into his hand, floating over his palm. He then brought it down and fired at his father, who now recovered his vision. The attack was to fast, so he had to push out his hands in an attempt to deflect the attack. 'Needs more power,' he thought. He then brought his other hand next to his in the Kamehameha position. Suddenly, the beam lurched foward, pushed his father onto the ground. When it finally stopped, his father had been weakened to the point he couldn't fight any longer. Shirubā smiled. "You have gotten stronger," his father said. "You'll have to train on your own now, since you've gotten stronger than me." Shirubā nodded and then told the chief he was heading to West City Academy. Then, when he turned to leave, he suddenly felt all his ki go down and dropped to his knees. He looked back and saw that his father had grabbed his tail. His eyes widened when he saw his father had healed. 'I guess he learned some new tricks too,' he thought. Since his tail was grabbed, he couldn't find the strength to even lift his katana. "I see you've still got that tail weakness," his father said. "You're lucky nobody thought to grab at it. You would have been dead now." He then let go of his tail, making all of Shirubā's energy flow back into him in a flash. Shirubā then stood up and dusted himself off, turning to his father. "There is one thing I can still teach you," he said, revealing his tail from behind him. "Why don't you grab my tail." Shirubā nodded and reached out, taking the tail in his hand and squeezing. To his surprise, his father was unaffected by the tail weakness. He squeezed harder and still his father didn't even flinch. "I've trained myself to overcome my weakness," his father said. "I am immune to the weakness." Shirubā gasped. "I could teach you to overcome it as well," his father continued. Shirubā nodded and they then began the training. "Concentrate your ki," his father said. "Your tail should feel as strong as your hand." Shirubā nodded and tried to get his ki into his tail. His father then grabbed his tail, and Shirubā fell to the ground. He then let go. "Try harder," he said. Shirubā nodded and focused harder. His father grabbed his tail again to the same results. They kept doing this routine until the day came to a close. His father then grabbed for his tail and Shirubā slapped away his hand with his tail. Shirubā was surprised at this. His father then grabbed his tail and to Shirubā's surprise, it had no effect. "Looks like you're done here," his father said. Shirubā smiled and looked at his tail. "Guess I'll be leaving for the dojo tomorrow," he said. "I need to get some rest before I get back into that." His father nodded and then Shirubā left for his hunting and cave nap. (1440 words)
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 2:24 pm
Shirubā Hoippu Shirubā dashed toward home at full speed. He wasn't in a hurry because he wanted to get home though. While he was Satan City, he saw an announcement stating that their will be another World Tournament. He remembered how his father had competed in them and made it to the finals. A smile came onto his face. The World Tournament would be the perfect way to test his skills as a fighter. Not to mention, he could really use all that prize money. He then sped up and dashed away. At this speed, it didn't take him long to arrive back home. Before the others had a chance to say anything, however, Shirubā began to speak. "No time," he said. "World Tournament. Money. Train me." The others scratched their heads as they could hardly understand a word that came out his mouth. However, his father and the chef were able to understand. "You need training for the Martial Arts Tournament?" he said curiously. "I'll do it, but why would you need the money. I can tell by looking that you get your clothing free. Plus your house, food, and everything else is found or made by you. Why would you need the money for." Shirubā then grabbed a stick nearby and drew in the ground. "I want a scooter so I can tell how strong someone is," he said, continuing to draw. "I also want some armor to protect myself from minor attacks." His dad shook his head. "You already know how to tell how strong someone is naturally," he said, trying to convince him. "A scooter would just be dead weight. As for the armor-." He then thought for a moment. "It would just look weird." Shirubā sighed. "Oh well," he said. "I gotta do something with the money." His father shook his head but then agreed to the situation. "I don't want to learn any techniques," Shirubā said, taking out his katana. "I just want to get stronger." His father nodded and took out his Chokuto. Shirubā then dashed at his father and they began to spar. He jumped into the air and tried to use his Spirit Shroud, though it wasn't glowing. It slammed into his father, who had his arms out to try to deflect the attack. He then raised his ki, beginning to emit a red ki. His father then deflected the attack as if it were a beam, causing it to go straight into the air. He then dashed after him. Suddenly, the Spirit Shroud stopped , with the Spirit Sword still intact. He then threw his katana at his father as if it were a boomerang. Shirubā expected him to dodge it, but he instead caught it in his hand. "Crap!" he shouted in anger, dashing toward his father. With two swords, his father was much stronger then him, especially since he had raised his ki. However, Shirubā then evened the odds and began to raise his ki, emitting the white aura. Their blades then clashed into each other in a power struggle. To his fathers surprise, they were evenly matched. "I guess you were actually holding back," his father said. "But-." Suddenly, his father disappeared. He then reappeared behind Shirubā and slammed him to the ground with a powerful punch. Shirubā struggled to lift himself off the ground. His father then flew down. "I've been holding back as well," he said with a smile. Shirubā then froze. How could he have been holding back this whole time. However, his cocky smirk then came back. "This will be more fun than I thought," he said. "I might even have to pull out my secret weapon." He then dawned a more series face as he raised his ki. Shirubā then put away his katana. "I'll do this with hand to hand combat," he said. His father nodded and put away his Chokuto. They then dashed at each other. Shirubā tried to hit him with a flying spin kick, but his father blocked the attack and pushed him back. He then dashed after him and tried to hit him with a powerful punch, which he blocked with the energy shield. Shirubā then pushed his father away with a Kamehameha, which his father blocked and then deflected. He then tried again, though this time with a ki blast. His father then deflected the blast back toward Shirubā, which he deflected. "Your better than I thought," his father said. "But let's see how you handle my signature." He then dashed into the air and stuck out his arm, the hand open wide. He then lifted it up a little and began to form a yellowish-whitish ball of ki. He then aimed it at Shirubā and fired. Shirubā could tell just by looking that that was no ordinary attack. He then charged up his ki and fired a Spirit Kamehameha at the blast, causing a large explosion. Shirubā closed his eyes to keep dust from flying into his eyes. His father, however, didn't react to the mushroom-like explosion, probably since he had used it multiple times. Shirubā then opened his eyes and looked toward his father. "What was that," he said. His father smirked. "Big Bang Attack," he said. "Like your Kamikaze Ghosts, it explodes on contact." Shirubā sighed. 'I sure could use an attack like that,' he thought. 'To bad I'm strength training now.' He then dashed toward his father and continued training. After a long while, they finally stopped, both of them now exhausted. The day had gone by quickly and now they needed to rest. "I think that'll do for now," Shirubā said. "I need variety in training, so I better find someone else to train with." His father nodded and then Shirubā went to his house. 'I'll go find Umi in Kame house tomorrow,' he thought. (974 words)
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 3:58 am
(Previous post word count 5,000(x2 due to Double Power) = 10,000 + 90 = 10,090)
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2011 9:48 pm
 Sayla Sayla easily spots the valley below and flies in and lands on the Phantom Faction's side of the valley; she had been informed of the civil war between the two factions while she was slumbering in that remote Red Ribbon base. Now that she was finally in the place of 'her' people the Saiyan girl seems to relax though not enough to find her guard relaxed, though that was from the Naga on Hydra Way. They would have taken full advantage of those careless to drop their guards and to Sayla this place was no better than just another pit of vipers that wished to do her harm at any moment. In this the girl to be true, since if one of the Phantom members found out that she wasn't a 'pure' one of them then she may be treated like members of the True Faction or even worse. So she wanted to make her time here go by as quickly as possible while still having the ability to learn a few techniques before the tournament had started up. Though the Saiyan girl was quick to find a few people that wished to spar her, but their movements proved too sluggish for the newly revived Sayla thus making short work of the duo. Since there was no real animosity turns a strong Saiyan-Hybrid, Sayla seemingly blended in perfectly as she continued to spar with other of her 'clan' members yet few challenged her. It seemed this new tournament was spose to be the first of several real and challenging adventures, so Sayla gave up and flew to the grounds so she could sign herself in and be ready for what ever comes next. Word Counts CurrentSayla: 1,156 Words Cash-Out-1,100 Words
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2011 9:23 am
Coraata soared through the high sky, he touched the clouds and the cooling vapor returned to water and wet his hand. He rubbed it against his face to wake himself up. He foundthat sometimes flying was boring unlike when he first learned how. He smiled as he came up to a large valley. He did not like the idea of it being seperate though. He infact got along with several of the True Faction members as well as his own members of the Phantom Faction. Though it did not matter he did not care about affairs other than his own. He landed on the familiar land that he grew up on. The land has not changed much. Atleast since he left. He looked back at his tail. It still kind of hurt from when Sayla cut it off. Bubbles had read something about a way to grow a Saiyans tail back within seconds and shared the secret with Coraata. It was painful though, requiring someone to step on the person's back at the right spot, it took Bubbles atleast six attempts to get it correct. Anyways he was happy to have his tail back, he felt weaker without it. He would have to learn to gaurd it in his next fight. He couldn't wait to hear if Bubbles won his match in the tournament. He did not want to stick around to watch though he wish he could have. He needed to train.
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 6:28 am
Shirubā Hoippu Shirubā appeared back home and looked around. He was disappointed that he didn't win the tournament, or even make it past round two, but he didn't show it. His face only showed his tiredness. He yawned. A thought then jumped into Shirubā's mind, making him flinch. "I just realized that I never got to fight that cat," he said out loud. "Craaap." He sighed. Chikiritīō scratched his head. "You might have had a chance against her," he said. Shirubā sighed again. He then turned his attention back to the area around him. 'Seems like I've got more training to do,' he thought. 'Then I might actually be able to beat the strong.' He scratched then walked the rest of the way. "Where are we anyway?" Chikiritīō then said suddenly. Shirubā then realized that he had neglected to show Chikiritīō his home. "This is Skull Valley," he explained. "My home and also home to many other Saiyans." Chikiritīō scratched his head but didn't say anything. They kept walking until they eventually made it to the Phantom Faction. His first objective was to get sleep, so he passed by them and headed for his rocky living coordors. Chikiritīō looked at it curiously. "I think I'd rather just go back to the city," he said distastefully. Shirubā nodded sleepily and Chikiritīō suddenly disappeared with his teleportation. He yawned, quickly falling asleep as soon as he went inside. A giant hulking monster was rampaging through the city. It was basically a red dragon, with some unique differences. This beast mostly fired only fire red mouth energy waves. However, it also shot out fire red energy waves from each of its claws. Under it, the ground was littered with ruble, broken buildings, smashed vehicles, and dead bodies. It wasn't that no one dare oppose it. Simply that anyone who did would meet a grusome end. The beasts claws were dripping with blood and its fangs were bloody as well. It was a wonder that there could be not a pool, but a lake of blood. The beast kept smashing everything in its path, looking for anything to destroy. Suddenly, a ki blast hit the ground in front of it, making the dragon stop. A figure was then seen in the distance. The dragon squinted and then a fighter came into view. His hair was ocean blue and his skin was light brown. His pants were light blue and he had on a long-sleeved undershirt of the same color, as well. He had on white armor over it, too. "That's enough of that," the fighter said to the beasts. "You may have killed everyone else, but let's see how you stand up against a Super Saiyan." He suddenly disappered and reappeared on the ground in front of the beast. "My name is Shirubā Hoippu," he said, taking out a long katana. "And this is the end for you." The beast roared with anger and tryied to step on him. Suddenly, its foot was sliced apart, making the beast scream in pain. It then tryied to send him flying with a powerful kick, to the same effect. The beast then took to the air, fling backwards and firing a mouth energy wave. It went straight for Shirubā, but he didn't move. "Idiot," he said. When the blast got a few inches away, Shirubā then quickly fired a powerful Spirit Kamehameha. It went straight through the blast and the beast's head. The dragon then fell to the ground. Shirubā quickly sliced up the dragon and destroyed the small pieces with his Spirit Sword. He then sliced the tip of the tail to make a souvenir of the short battle. The sun then shone on him. Shirubā then suddenly opened his eyes to see his rocky home. All that had happened was just a dream, though he wished he could really fight like that. He sighed and picked himself up, going to meet the others. His eyes scannned the area until he found his father. "Dad," he said. "I've got bad news. I lost in the second round." His father scratched his head. "Your a noob," he said. "What else could someone possibly expect. Its at least better than nothing." Shirubā Hoippu smiled. "But its taught me that I need to get even stronger," he said. His father nodded. 'Especially, since I was no match against that alien,' he thought to himself.' He would have liked to fight that guy again. Certainly he would make a good rival. Better than that old Saiyan. He was yesterday's news. Shirubā also wanted to fight that girl again. 'I think Vi was her name,' he thought, remebering the starting board. 'I'm still curious to what that energy ball was. It sucked the energy right out of him.' He then shook his head, remebering, he was talking to his father. No time to review. "I'm still no Super Saiyan. Not until I can at least win a stupid tournament." His father nodded. He knew that neither of them could become Super Saiyans. They had way too little a Saiyan gene to accomplish that. He sighed and then addressed Shirubā. "Seems like you've got the fighting spirit," he said. "Alright, I'll train with you." Shirubā smiled in appreciation. "We can start right now," his father said. Shirubā nodded and jumped back, taking out his katana. He then rushed at his father, who took out his chokuto. Their blades clashes forcefully. His father then pushed Shirubā away and dashed after him. Shirubā quickly put up his energy shield to block the attack before countering with a downwardslash, which his father dodged by jumping back. "Looks like I wasn't the only one training," Shirubā said with a smile. "I don't remeber you being this strong." His father smirked. "You think I'm gonna be outshined by my son," he said. Shirubā smirked and then charged at his father. He aimed a flying spin kick at him, which his father blocked with his blade. Shirubā smiled and then flipped backwards, swiging his katana as he did so and knocking the weapon out of his father's hands. It flew backwards and stabbed into the ground behind Shirubā. His father looked at it in surprise. "You may be tougher an opponent that I origanally expected," he said. Shirubā smiled and then charged at his father. However, when he swung the blade, his father caught it in his hand and pulled it from Shirubā, throwing it behind him. Shirubā looked in surprise and then jumped back. "I don't need that," he said, charging up his Spirit Sword. He then charged toward his father again. His father then suddenly made his chokuto fly back into his hand, along with Shirubā's katana in the other hand. Their blades clashed again, more forcefully this time. Shirubā pushed his father away and made his blade extend toward him. His father then put up an energy shield, making the blade stop in its tracks. He then suddenly disappeared. Shirubā flinched and scanned the area. He then looked up to see his father in the air. A green glow was emiting from his closed fist. He then oppened his hand, revealing a huge green ball of ki. Shirubā stared at it in awe. It was headed straight for him. 'What is he thinking,' he thought. 'Something that massive could obliterate the phantom faction. Better not take any chances.' He then squatted down and went False Super Saiyan, holding nothing back. Shirubā then fired a full power Spirit Kamehameha. They slammed into each other, making a shockwave. This made Shirubā think back to that dream he had had. He smirked. "It's over!" he shouted, repeating what he had said in the dream. Shirubā then put more ki into the blast and it pushed the giant orb back toward his father. He tried to make it more powerful by firing ki blasts into it, but the blast was to powerful. However, before his attack could backfire, his father suddenly disappeared with an afterimage. The giant ball was sent into orbet, but Shirubā knew that his father was still nearby. He scanned the area and the air, but found no one. Shirubā then smiled. He quickly jumped back and used the shockwave to make a fissure in the ground. His smiled then went away when he saw an empty space. He sighed. His False Super Saiyan then went away, giving him back his normal look. He closed his eyes and focused, calming himself so he could feel out for his father. The area around him was full of Saiyans, so he had to be somewhere. To his surprise, he saw that his father was in a far away cave. Shirubā smiled. "Gotcha," he said, dashing away. He turned on his scooter so he could find the exact location. Eventually, he arrived at a dark cave. He surpressed his key so his father wouldn't sense him coming and enetered. This would have been easier if it wasn't so dark. He sighed and kept walking. Shirubā then felt something wet under his shoes. He cut a hole in the top of the cave with his spirit sword, as to let the light in. Shirubā then froze when he saw dead wolves scattered about. The walls were splattered with blood. 'Looks like dad's been busy,' he thought, regaining his composure. He sighed. 'Perfectly good food gone to waste,' he thought. He then continued in the cave. Shirubā stopped when he saw a figure in the distance, sitting on a rock. The man then noticed Shirubā standing there and walked into the limited amount of light they had. "Dad," Shirubā then said. "Why are you in a cave and whats with the waste of food?" His father scratched his head. "We could use a change of scenery," he answered. "And we wouldn't want any distractions." Shirubā scratched his head. He agreeded with the logic, but he still would have rather simply eaten the beasts. "Then let's get back to the training," he said, charging up a Spirit Sword. His father smirked and then grabbed the two weapons from the ground. They then dashed at each other, exchanging blows. Shirubā was able two knock his father through a wall, but his father was also able to send Shirubā through the roof. They both had bruises, cuts, and even some blood coming out. However, they ignored the pain and kept fighting. The outside was still rainy, but they really weren't effected by it. Truthfully, they couldn't even tell what time of day it was. All they knew was that they haddened eaten in a few hours. Yet, they ignored all that they were feeling and kept with the training. Shirubā was injoying himself to much to stop now. Eventually, they became to tired to fight. They both were panting and sweating. "I think that's enough for now," Shirubā said. "We should go hunting now." His father nodded and they dashed off. With the rain, they new that the wolves would be inside their caves. However, this made it all the easier. Shirubā and his father dashed through Skull Valley until they eventually came to anotherdark cave. As soon as they went inside, they were attacked by a group of wolves, which Shirubā quickly killed and made into steaks. His father then went away and came back with the sticks for the firewood and rotisserie. As his father cooked, Shirubā left to gather more food. He went for some nearby trees and took the fruit from them. Shirubā carried it all on a piece of bark he had cut. The rain made it to muddy to walk so he had to fly. It didn't take him long to get back to the cave. He quickly dropped the food in the pile and sat down. His father had set out a pile of freshly cooked steaks to the side. Shirubā took two steaks and some fruit back to his sitting spot, beginning to eat. "I think I'll be doing my next training session in a different location," he then said. His father nodded. "If you need extra help," he said. Shirubā smiled and kept eating. After a while, all the food was gone and they had fallen asleep. The next day, after saying goodbye to his father, Shirubā left for a different location. (2067 words)
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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2011 2:22 pm
Bubbles, Coraata, and Wave
All agreeing to meet up at a location not to far from the actual Skull Valley, three energies rushed towards one spot, one could consider it a reunion, one a Majin with the intent to train in order to kill in the name of revenge and become the king of a destroyed city, with a vicious parasite that craves death of those around him in his body. A Saiyan, who has faced death once in a futile attempt at a win along with training in the afterlife to the point he thinks that he could, one day, become the next Super Saiyan, the third a young, practically new born Majin, though she is intelligent inheriting all of her father's brains. The trio has a strong bond, and it has the intent of getting stronger as what fuels their powers are thoughts of revenge, dreams to become more powerful than those who are around them, wanting to help those around them, becoming a force unmatched at that.
On the ground on an open field a foot touched the ground soon followed by another the person standing there was a tall pink humanoid, his clothes were a black and red gi with a long antenna his arms were crossed and his face had a hint of anger though he was not angry at the moment he was anxious of seeing his daughter and good friend once again, but the back of his mind housed thoughts of a once thriving, wonderful city being destroyed by a monster, and revenge, and killing things to get stronger this is the life he had to live now, one haunted by those thoughts until he rose to his full ability.
Moments after he landed another figure landed, a human it seemed, except for the fact he had a monkey tail flapping in the wind. He was now stronger than he was last time he saw his friend, he had spent a long time training, and a long time thinking, more of dreaming actually. He approached Bubbles from behind with a smile, "It has been a while, it really has," He said, his voice was soft and obviously happy.
"Not long, but feels like too long. You know, you have gotten stronger. But the real question is, how was death?" He laughed his voice was deeper than the others his tone was more serious as well despite making a joke.
"It burned a bit, though I did die in a fiery explosion. And look who finally made it." He said turning around greeting a female Majin who had just landed near the two.
"Dad..." She said running over to Bubbles hugging him, and he returned the hug like most people would.
"Yeah," He laughed, "I am sorry I left for a while it was important, but I can see that you are stronger as well." Releasing from the hug the two looked at Coraata then at each other. "Wave, do you mind watching me and Coraata fight? I want to see how strong he has become." He said and she nodded with a smile on her face, she did not mind, she thought that it would be interesting as did both of them. "You didn't even ask me if I wanted to." Coraata smiled.
"Fine do you want to fight? Just as training? And to test one another of course." He asked sarcastically.
"Geez, I thought you would never ask! Ha ha," He returned with a smug smirk.
Now the two stood slightly far away with Wave watching from the air, each had a smug look on their face because they knew that this was going to be fun. "3, 2, 1! Go!" Wave shouted.
Bubbles and Coraata shot towards each other, Bubbles quickly sped up out of no where and before Coraata could respond to the action Bubbles' fist was impacting the Saiyan's stomach and the force of the attack shot him back, he rolled on the ground a little before picking himself up, Bubbles was already shooting right at him once again, Coraata lifted his leg straight into the air to stop Bubbles' leg which was now swinging right at him, both of their legs hit each other's but Coraata did not have enough time to prepare and was sent flipping into the air. Bubbles disappeared and reappeared above Coraata doing a flip and kicking the Saiyan down. As Coraata hit the floor he began picking himself up and above him in the sky Bubbles laughed, "Looks like I have trained too much for your own good. Ha ha." Bubbles laughed pointing down.
"Ha... Ha ha.... No I am just getting warmed up." Coraata laughed.
As wave watched the fight intently then realized she wanted to scan their Power Levels, she tapped the button on the device and scanned Coraata then did the same towards her father, "16,600 and 23,600, woah." She whispered. She then turned to a shout, "Be careful Coraata his power level is 7,000 higher than your's!"
Coraata looked to her then nodded, "I'll take that into account." He said this getting into a power-up position, he let out a furious roar and lightning ripped around his body. Bubbles looked at him confused on what he was doing. "What?" He said to himself lowering down in front of Coraata but not attacking interested in what was happening, "What are you doing?"
Coraata laughed hollowly with the lightning flashing around him, "Is it not obvious? Why I have become a Super Saiyan!" He roared.
Bubbles' eyes were wide, and stuck that was as he took a step back in fear, "A Super... But that was just a legend was it not? How are you? You could not have trained that much." Bubbles said kind of scared.
"Just Joking..." Coraata said softly but before Bubbles could respond or even process what he said Coraata launched his fist into Bubble's chest. As Bubbles flew back Coraata spoke, "That was the lightning aura technique actually, just gives me a boost in power, I am not near strong enough to become a Super Saiyan, if it is possible." He laughed he then tapped two fingers to his forehead and appeared behind Bubbles grabbing him, a red aura appeared around Coraata, and his hair rushed and flopped everywhere as he let go and his limbs seemed to flail, but that is just what the eyes saw, but really he delivered five kicks to Bubbles' back and then punched him three times before giving a final punch sending him flying. This time Bubbles stopped himself in the air, "Your power increased when you attacked me, what was that?" He said getting into a fighting position.
"Ah nothing you will see it more, you will have time to learn what it was." He growled, "But I think it is enough training so I am gonna finish you off here!" Coraata shouted this sticking his arm straight out and a green sphere appeared. Coraata swung his arm down and threw it. Bubbles laughed thinking that it would be easy to block since it was so small, but at that moment, it turned into a giant green energy ball. Bubbles held his hands up and another green ball, though this one was darker appeared, "Time for my new technique, Jupiter's Judgement!" As he shouted this a ring appeared around the ball and he flung it forward the two balls hit each other, except Coraata's Omega Blaster was a lot larger though, but they were equal in power. Bubbles pushed with both hands trying to send the energy ball forward, but Coraata used both hands, not to show off, but the other was gathering energy which rushed from the trees, plants, and anything else around them. A blue flame like aura appeared around his hand and because of him not using all his energy to push the ball forward he was losing the struggle, but he threw the newly formed low level Spirit Bomb straight into the struggle and it turned the odds completely around. Bubbles mouth opened and fired an energy beam adding to the struggle, he put a larger amount of energy into this blast and began to push the raging combination of energy attacks. Coraata then gained the Kaio-Ken aura but pushed harder using the Kaio-Ken x2. The struggle was pushed extremely close to Bubbles and he felt like he was going to lose. "No!" Bubbles shouted transforming into his Karma transformation, with this he pushed forward and then kicked off into the air shooting forward along with the blast, he then turned his hands into fists and the giant mix of energy exploded. After the large flash of light Bubbles' panted as he fell to his knees with a laugh. Coraata fell down next to him laughing but in pain and Wave landed next to them with a smile.
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Posted: Mon Dec 26, 2011 8:36 am
 Teila flew once more albeit slowly so as to avoid anything like that happening again after all it had scared her so much and she almost hurt all those nice people. They’d been so generous to her and let her work off her debts in the local diner as a waitress. The nice men from the dojo were always generous with their tips so she was done within a months’ time. And the woman whose house she wrecked was nice enough to let her stay there at nights and she also taught her how to take care of a house and she would help the other people on her days off with cleaning which gave her some extra income. It was such a pleasant experience for her to meet such nice people, She would have to go back there someday to visit them… maybe after she found Teila… I’m sure they’d love to meet her. Teila slowly ground to a halt at that thought. What was she going to do when she found her… from what the people in the town said the Red Ribbon army was bad news, Evil people using whatever means, usually disreputable ones, to further their means which seemed to be world domination and other evil plans. The more she learned the more Teila started to feel conflicted about what she was doing here. Just what did she plan to do once she found her… after all she was likely so much stronger, she’d not be able to force her she’d need to convince her and Teila was well aware of just how much that wasn’t gonna work. And even if it did Teila was starting to feel a bit… uncertain… about her alliance with the Red Ribbon Army, the created her so she quite literally owed them her life but… they were sending her out to destroy another life they’d created because it had turned against them. She saw the reasoning but she couldn’t think of doing it herself especially to someone who was like a sister, her DNA was even made from hers. Teila’s eyes narrowed as her thoughts followed the same trail again, She just could decide what to do here she was only one lunar cycle into her life and being forced to make such difficult choices on her own… there was nothing for it… she had to find her! That was the only thing for it once she met her it would all sort itself o- She was cut off by the car smashing into her driven by a rather absent minded old man and went flying, hitting into the ground harshly and rolling off into the brush. The man who hit her was just as lucky his car hitting into her Saiyan body veer sharply into the ground and rolled off into a field where the driver struggled to get out as it caught flame, Teila on the other hand let out a very loud and vocal whine, tears flowing. 500
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2012 3:09 am
The man slowly approached the source of the noise a bit distraught over the fact his car just got totaled, luckily it automatically turned back into a capsule right after the man got out and before anything too damaging was done to it. As he slowly found Teila she had kept the tears flowing rather reliably, her sobbing quite indicative of her location he had no problem finding her, and as he peeked into the brush for the source he was shocked to say the least to find not some sort of dangerous monster or feral beast, but a pale, fragile young woman in a school uniform lying in the brush practically unscathed. Slowly he helped her get out of the bushes and comforted her. Teila dried her eyes and gave a slight bow and apologies to the man for destroying his car, and she walked off not wanting to fly just yet after all the last two times she’d flown things had happened to her perhaps it wasn’t her thing then. No need to force herself to do something dangerous like that luckily the man lived nearby and didn’t need her help to get him home, Teila stared off into the sky as he left in a second vehicle he had in his capsule case. Teila waved to him drying her eyes to make sure he wouldn’t think she was still crying, she walked though, and she kept walking hoping that perhaps this mode of transportation would be safer. 250 + 500 = 750
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 6:59 am
Sayla The Bio-Saiyan had dropped out of the tournament in the first round. She respected most her opponents, but seeing as this Majin could barely control his rage, Sayla opted out and leaped backwards out of the ring. The woman was afraid that if the fight drew on too long that her opponent would lose control and end up getting innocent bystanders hurt. So now the caramel skinned woman flies through the skies around Skull Valley, only returning to this point for training and maybe to relax and remain hidden from any of Red Ribbon's peering eyes. On her way to her normal training area, Sayla witnesses a wreck involving a smaller, frail girl. Even though the issue was resolved, the small girl looked as if she was untouched. The caramel Bio-Saiyan's mind raced wildly looking at the unscathed girl, in her mind there was only one reason for that. She was an android much like herself and she looked human? No she was a Saiyan! The black-haired girl had a tail like Sayla as well. Was she sent by the group that was hunting her, or did she escape? As all this raced in her mind, Sayla didn't realize she was lowering in the sky as if to get a better view of the girl. "How are you!?! What are you!?! Who sent you!?!" The woman yelled out as her hands balled up into fist, nearly her whole body trembled in fear and anger. Did Red Ribbon create their perfect weapon or are they hunting her down for destroying the base she was stationed at?
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 4:05 pm
Teila slowed, something in the back of her mind was making her feel weird, like someone was watching her, she stopped and glanced around curiously and then Teila spoke, well shouted, at her and she quite visibly jumped in surprise, spinning to face this sudden source of rather angry noise, and losing her balance resulting in Teila landing rather solidly on her butt with a cry of surprise at Sayla’s sudden verbal attack. Teila stared up at Sayla awestruck by the caramel skinned Saiyan. “Ah! Sayla!” Teila said hopping up her momentary pains forgotten. “I was sent to find you!” She said enthusiastically floating a little without thinking about it, “They wanted me to bring you back but I don’t want to, they say they mean no harm but I can tell they’re lying.” She said gradually floating higher and higher eventually getting to the same height as her ‘sister’ was flying at. “I’m Teila,” She said bowing, “I was born a lunar cycle ago at the Red Ribbon Base and they sent me out to find you though I don’t intend to follow through on that…” She said timidly now that she was closer to her cheeks took on a red tint and she averted her gaze, her sister was certainly beautiful, she couldn’t even look her in the eye her timid nature too strong to overcome the awkwardness of the situation. “I’m… your sister…” She said quietly too shy now to continue much longer talking to her sister. 250 + 750 = 1000
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