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 Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 5:15 am
{{You know I never calculated the Speed of a Chaos Rip Deity it may match your move. Ripping across space is exiting out of one dimension and then re-entering again in another. Well No I think it is slower by a few fractions of a second but instead of just a location on other I can go anywhere.^^ It its just cool to describe.^^}}
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 8:29 am
::The red haired Saiya-Jin watched her coming and bent back as he saw her attack coming towards his nose. He then he caught her left hand with his left, and her right with his.
He pulled her closer by her hands and had his right knee aimed for her mid-section for a well placed knee to the stomach::
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 8:46 am
::Unks felt the powers levels stop knowing where the fight was now going to take place. He spiked his energy one more time and raced to meet the others at the location of the fight. He flew as fast as he could with his power level being raised to this level. He should be at the spot within a few moments::
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 10:58 am
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 12:14 pm
Without skipping a beat, the mage countered his movement . Using his arms as leverage she proceeded to push into his already unbalanced center of gravity, using his rising knee as a stepping stone.
Stomping up his chest toward his face, she ran up his body kicking off his face into a back-flip. Using the reversing momentum she proceeded to wrench her hands free from his grasp. The words she had just spoken would likely ring true.
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 3:50 pm
(FINALLY. I can have a chance to post!! =D )
Chrissy had excused herself from the conversation Kenta was having with Pith simply because she did not understand. Though she had basically lived in Orion, she had kept to herself and rarely exerted energy in making friends. Plus, she did not inquire to people's history as they did not hers. She wasn't a fan of discussing her life, and most people were not either as she had learned. So the anti-social nature of the lady made it all the more difficult to comprehend what exactly was going on. The only thing she understood was that something bad was occurring as she created small sushi rolls with her vectors. She could sense the power struggle shrouding her, and even Astraea did not appreciate the uneasy feeling. Astraea had accepted, for the first time Chrissy could remember, that there was something much more powerful and it was deadly. Realizing this made Chrissy's hands shake which was her reasoning for the steady vectors to take care of her work. They were also quick workers too.
With three bowels of white rice and the plate of sushi held in several invisible hands, Chrissy quietly made her way back into the main room which was empty. Kenta and Pith were both gone. "K-Kenta...Pith-sama?" She called softly while her eyes frantically searched for any sign of life. Where had they gone? Where had...everyone gone? The vectors carefully placed the food on the bar and the diclonius went in search of someone, anyone.
It didn't take her long either. The power of Pith's attack caught her attention. Her body instinctively cringed and her six vectors outstretched protectively in front of her. At least she knew where someone was though. Chrissy took a moment to regain what little courage she had and began moving into the forest where the blast had been created. Her steps were silent making it easier to hear a voice echo throughout the forest. She didn't recognize it, but she did hear Pith-sama's voice which registered in her mind instantly. "Kenta...Pith-sama." He had to be with her. with this thought in her head she bolted with startling speed toward the unknown voice which stopped and started every so often. The vectors pushed away any debris that inhibited her ability to sprint, and before she knew it, Christiania was standing on the edge of a fight between Pith-sama and an evil looking man. Her eyes flew across the scene and found Kenta leaning against a tree.
"K-Kenta...?" Her breathing was heavier than normal as she slowly made her way over to the kitsune who didn't appear to look as healthy as he had the last time she saw him. Her eyes widened in worry. "A-Are you okay?" Chrissy noticed the bile lacing the ground and a hint of red flaked within her eye. She was overly protective of Kenta, and Astraea took any chance she could of taking over. Chrissy was more than happy to let her consume her if it meant protecting her boyfriend. "What happened?" Stepping over the vomit, she gingerly cupped Kenta' face in her hands to inspect him of any bodily harm. The hint of her other self made her sound more confident and malicious though Chrissy was still in control. She ignored the eventful fight behind her focusing solely on Kenta while the red tint in her eyes floated about dangerously. Astraea was simply lurking and waiting for a small opportunity.
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 8:03 pm
((gah i forgot to check up D: ))
Merena of course noticed everyone leave, and a her lips turned into a grim frown. Should she follow and support her friends? really, her only means of family at one point. But then came to the question of her family now. Would the fight scar her children or help them grow. She sighed to herself, and brought back up a smile entertaining her children, acting as if she wasn't a part of what was going on. That didn't mean her eyes and ears weren't open though. Apparently a lot had happened while she was gone. Unks darkside seemed to be a complete a**, but she couldn't help but smile at Pith. Eventually she was by herself. Even Chrissy who had been making food eventually made her way outside. It didn't take long for the children to take notice.
"Mommy, where did everyone go?" Shaina asked. "Yeah do they not like us mommy?" responded vincent.
Merena wasn't sure how to respond. "No, of course not my dears. They all have something very important to do..." thats all she knew to say.
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 9:23 pm
{{Yeah true but like I said where I lack that instant move I can cross into ANYWHERE! ninja I could Pop in front of the gates of heaven if I wanted.^^ Not sure if you shukindo can do that though. This is more a means of travel not meant for battle though...kind of sad....Its a cool move.}}
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Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2009 2:19 pm
She sounded more angry than worried, which was unexpected. Not that she didn't sound plenty worried, but she simply didn't think she would sound so angry, so...vengeful. If he dared look at her, he would have, but keeping his eyes closed felt like a good thing to do, because any visual support to the shaking instability he felt would probably only end in him pouring stomach acid from his mouth onto her shirt. Even so, though it was taking longer than he appreciated, he was recovering. He just needed stay still a bit longer.
When he thought he might actually be able to speak without blowing chunks, he explained what he could as directly as he might.
"Miss Pith cast a sound spell. I was too slow." His words sounded as though he were trying to keep them from escaping his mouth as he did what he could to prevent the sour odor on his tongue from offending her nose. This was problematic because he didn't much like the feel of the inside of his mouth, and with it closed, he felt as though the rotten were only rotting more. Fortunately, an unpleasant taste didn't jar him as much as an unpleasant smell or, obviously, a liquid-swishing sound.
He released air out of his nose heavily and took a deep breath as though it might help settle his stomach, and though his ears were still pressed to his head, they didn't look nearly as stiff. His face was still green though and what color he had inherited from his father was still flushed out of his face.
"I'm fine." he added as an after thought, not wanting Chris or Astraea to misinterpret, on that small chance, that the attack was in any way directed at him. That much was probably obvious, but how was she to know? "Is she winning?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 24, 2009 11:58 am
It was probably the longest flight Keno had taken in a long, long time. Being so accustomed to just staying in or around northern Canada with the occasional visit back home, he was only really accustomed to two climates and two landscapes. It would have been the perfect time to just watch the land beneath him transform as he moved further and further south, but he wasn't really paying attention. Not to what was beneath him, what lay above, who was behind, or what was before him. There was just endless sky and an energy signature to follow it through. It would have been a challenge to anyone to appear in any way more indifferent than he felt as he flew, not breaking his gait for even a moment, even when Jade detoured. He kept going without her and now she was somewhere behind him. Not far, but still behind.
Soon enough, considering the speed at which most of them flew, Tali and his monkey landed, followed by Deity, Tama - who just appeared there - and that new guy who opted to hang in the air. Keno began his descent, all the while reversing his propulsion so that his rate of deceleration was greater still than gravity's pull on him, his velocity declining even as he fell. He landed without flair, arms crossed over his chest, eyes vacant and seemingly inattentive.
It was hot. Although hot and cold didn't register with him the same way it did for most, the air was much more kinetic in this place than in Canada, and a lot drier. There wasn't much to speak of in the way of life for miles around the gathering party, not even a construct which might be significant to some civilization miles upon miles in the distance. A good place for people like Deity and Tali to beat the living hell out of each other. A bad place for spectators. With no obstructions, there was nothing really to protect the onlookers from the chaos that should ensue once the fight finally started. For the most part, they were sitting ducks, whether on land or in the air. Everyone could take care of themselves no doubt, but Keno didn't much like the thought of coming all the way out here just to protect himself from the fight he wasn't a part of. He kept his thoughts and opinions to himself as he waited on Jade, Unks, and the stranger on the bike. Were it up to him, the fight would have started already.
It would be nice, he thought, to own a pair of goggles. Sand had a tendency to get everywhere.
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Posted: Fri Apr 24, 2009 1:32 pm
"I'm actually rather thoughtful," Taliman chuckled,"once you're on my good side."
He looked around, seeing the others start to gather. The crowd was beginning to thicken. If that continued then they would subvert the reason behind the change of locale. They needed space. Taliman knew the benefits of ki control; a key advantage was enhancement of the senses, including eyesight. They could live with standing a good distance away.
"Cado," he barked, and the big monkey turned toward him. "You stay here."
With a silent nod the big guard turned back and eyed the two men standing near him. One was a thick fellow with black skin covered in goo. The other was much smaller and was keeping to himself. Cado didn't change his posture much. He was as a statue in his stillness. For now.
Taliman on the other hand used his teleportation technique to move a little further away. Within a flash of purple energy he was hidden and whisked out of space. Fifty yards away he reappeared in much the same fashion, a bright cloud of energy growing and ultimately dissipating to reveal the Emperor. There he stood in wait for his brother. In the meantime, he grasped the hilt of Shinorei and quickly unsheathed it from it's leathery scabbard. The sword emitted a pulse of energy as it prepared for battle. As bloodthirsty as it was, it was soon to be unpleasantly surprised.
Wesley raised his arm and stabbed the deadly sword into the rock at his feet. In his gloved hand the sword glowed a bright violet; the energy was Tali's, not that of the sword. As this happened an inconceivable sense of hatred filled the desert. Betrayal would be first to come to one's mind. A mass of ghostly rage that clawed itself angrily into the minds of all who felt it permeated through the very air for that brief moment.. and the weapon vanished in a puff of purple smoke. Taliman had transported it away, a stern expression on his face as he did.
Clearly the blade had not wanted to be cast aside, and it took a visible effort to make it leave. Where it was now, who could know? The fact of import was that the redheaded tyrant had no intention of using it. Without Shinorei in it's place the scabbard maintained only a little of it's riggidity, so now it sagged a little, which gave his tail a little more room to move anyway. He kept a watchful eye on Tybron, reaching up and combing his fingers through his scarlet hair.
It was time. As his hand returned to his side he curled his fingers into tight fists, feeling the blood flow down into his hands. He shuffled his feet apart somewhat to better balance himself. He braced his little frame for the battle that was about to start, for the clash that he was sure his brother would be more than willing to initiate.
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Posted: Fri Apr 24, 2009 5:35 pm
::It was too late to dodge our counter her attack and he took it square on the chin and toppled back wards. He caught his balance and wiped the blood from his lip. He looked over at her and then at the two children. He noticed a different energy about the girl, but wasn't sure what it was. He turned his red eyes back to Epithany and smirked.
"Not bad mage not bad. It seems your lack of energy attacks you make up in your combat skills. I am very impressed."
He got into his stance slowly and grinned not smirked. He was enjoying this fight, not because he is a Saiya-Jin. But he still didn't know why. He closed his fists and his feet shifted::
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Posted: Fri Apr 24, 2009 6:06 pm
Jade's slight detour to update Angel had mad her fall behind Keno, who had kept on going as if she weren't even there. That was fine with her, as her emotions were still a bit mixed about him. The way he acted sometimes changed faster than the emotions of a bi-polar schizophrenic. He'd act one way, but look something else. Of course, that wasn't her concern at the moment, as the triple powers ahead of her came to a stop finally.
The forests had faded to plains, and cities had vanished as the plains turned to dust. And then even that became baked hard under the intense heat of the sun, the only sign of life in the area being the cracked ground under them. Likely it was a former lake bed. Didn't humans like to use these types of areas for strange purposes, like strapping rockets to cars? Yea, that makes a lot of sense, Jade thought silently to herself. Humans were strange at times.
Keno and Tamashii and the silver-haired stranger had already arrived and landed (except for the stranger opting to watch from above). Unks and Angel were still some distance behind her, but they wouldn't be long. The girl slowed her speed as she flipped to feet first in the air, gliding down while reducing her momentum. As her boots hit the baked ground, the heat of the desert came at her at once. It was freakin' hot, and here she was wearing long sleeves in black. Great.
Taliman wasn't with the group anymore, and had taken to a distance away from them. It made sense, as too much of a spectator crowd would nullify the purpose of coming here to begin with. He had left behind Cado, the giant of a bodyguard completely motionless. Probably to keep them from trying to interfere at all.
Jade visibly flinched when the strange rage filled the area around them. It felt like someone, or something, had just been stabbed in the back. And then it was gone, Shinorei's dark energy. The sword was giving off feelings like that? Jade wondered. The thought disturbed her a little, but relief from the fact that the demon blade was gone from the battlefield outweighed any worry she had. The fight was on more even ground now, though it was still heavily tilted in Taliman's favor.
"Hey Love...?" The girl turned her green eyes in Deity's direction, but didn't approach him, unsure if she should or not with Cado there. His jewelry looped around her neck along with her own, she smiled at him, trying to be as positive as she could. Yea, Keno would likely say something once Deity was out of earshot, but too bad.
"Good luck. I'll be waiting here for you, so you'd better come back, alright?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 24, 2009 7:55 pm
::The tall Orinian didn't follow Taliman immediately. He knew why the demon monarch backed off - it was hard to fight to the fullest in a cramped space, and spectators could sometimes double as walls. It was only natural to try and steer clear of anyone that could get in the way. The huge bodyguard stayed behind and really didn't seem to be paying attention to anyone in particular. Deity innocently walked over and waved one hand in front of the man's face. Nothing. Cado didn't follow the motion or even blink. He's a robot, Deity concluded rather comically. That's gotta be it.
His attention was pulled away by the familar presence of his beloved, Jade. His waving hand lingered in the air for a few seconds and he turned his head to see her. A smile reappeared on his face, and he parted his lips to speak - but was cut off by that dreadful aura. He physically jumped as he turned in his brother's direction. Shinorei expressed a vile sense of anger just then, and it wasn't merely a general tantrum. The weapon's ire was toward Taliman, and the younger brother could feel it. Glancing from behind Cado, Deity swallowed what felt like a brick. For the first time in quite a long while, he had an ounce of concern. For Tali. He had never before felt such an emotion from Shinorei, in all the centuries that he'd had it.
He jumped again when he heard Jade's voice. Deity turned, let out a deep sigh as she wished him luck. His shoulders stiffened just a little as he nodded and extended his right arm out to her. A thumbs-up.::
I will.
::He didn't wait for a response - he turned, dashed four steps and jumped into the air. It was more of a propelled hover than a jump, indicated by his nigh unchanging posture as he floated over a wide arc, landing several meters from his brother's position. He glanced over sideways at Taliman, who looked ready. He felt ready, too. As expected, he was going to take this seriously. In all of his life, Deity couldn't recall his older brother ever taking a battle seriously. Truly seriously. In most cases he overwhelmed his opponent to such a degree that the fight was more than less his way of proving a point.
This fight wasn't about proving a point. It wasn't a duel to decide which Wesley was the better man, the stronger fighter. When one boiled eveyrthing down one found that this fight was about revenge. It had always been. Taliman wanted revenge, and this was his oppurtunity. Deity's role could be deemed a selfish one - his role in the battle was to deny Taliman his vengeance. He had never had a true vendetta against his elder brother, despite his dramatically different tone of personality - Deity was fighting to survive.
His body tensed, he took a left step forward, assumed a side stance. His right arm tucked behind his back and his left arm forward, he opened his palm and let it hang in the air. His ki relaxed, no longer constrained by suppression but not yet overflowing.
This won't be a joke, the quiet boy reminded himself. Tali wants to win this. He won't do anything stupid. He won't give up either. Kill or be killed, he repeated mentally. Murder was not at all one of his favored hobbies, but that would need to be his intention if he had any hope of not buying it himself. One of us is going to die, he said clearly in his head. I'm not ready.
There was no need to wait. The ground shattered as the Tonepian took off from his leading leg, right knee forward and his left arm now to his side. He tore across the sandy floor toward Taliman in an instant with his right arm still behind him; the beginning maneuver was the left elbow swung tightly, diagonally up toward the redhead's face. It didn't go out too far and started in close, so even if it was blocked early Deity wouldn't be open. He packed the speed of his flight into the blow but didn't have such a lack of control then he'd fly right on through if he missed.::
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Apr 24, 2009 8:22 pm
< twisted >>
Taliman eagerly awaited his brother's approach, though he himself did not take an immediate stance of defense. He kept his feet apart and his fists at his sides as Tybron neared. Quick as expected. Only just before the attack did he shift his foot back marginally to help as an anchor. His left arm rose and bent, his forearm horizontally placed to catch Tybron's as it struck.
Their arms clashed with an audible slam, and with the slightest of shudders Taliman's smaller body absorbed the impact and stopped his brother, leaving him in the air. A spike of ki raced down his arm and focused in his palm, releasing only a flashing spark from his fingertips. Pulling his left defense back immediately, Wesley curled his claws and swung his other hand, a vibrant violent plume of energy surrounding his hand and threatening to tear a hole into Tybron's neck.
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