D A I K O ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ ❝..Tiger Tyke..❞ ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
The excitement and pain surged through him as his eyes would peer up at the expression the Namekian had. The punch sunk into his gut as the boy's fist pulled back. The technique glew bright as some of the arena was shaded with the color. His eyes would sharpen as he pulled back both hands. His fist then began to fly forth. The barrage was sent to not only display the speed and prowess of the young man's new transformation, but also attempt to wear down the opponent. Daiko's hands would continually shoot forth as he gave a frown in the process. The boy's focus was unreal as his senses were all pointed towards the opponent, though while doing this, he would attempt to push the namekian to the edge with his relentless strikes. "Atatatatatatata! I can't fall flat after giving it my all!"
You best believe if you rub me the wrong way, ╔═════════════════════════════════════════╗
_┗ The one punch turned into a flurry of punches that slowly pushed the namekian backwards. From such close range he had no choice but to take the hits. He had to, it was the only way to truly feed into his curiosity. Each strike connected with Scryew's body. The speed was almost phenomenal really. It only took a bit of foresight to see the timing in between each strike but the technique held its own mighty well. Unfortunately, Scryew wasn't simply going to allow getting hit and almost losing. ┓
_┗ With each push, he felt being closer to the edge. With his feet jammed into the gravel, Scryew actually used it to his advantage of not only prolonging the time frame of him being pushed, the footing will help with the recreation of the balance between both the fighters and the fight itself. After seeing an opening, the Namekian quickly grabbed one of Daiko's wrists, stopping that attack to connect. Bringing up his foot from the concrete to sweep Daiko from his legs, forcing him off balance only to quickly charge up a punch that would pierce the saiyan's own gut hard enough to provide some damage. With the hand still being held onto, Scryew simply would use his strength to lift the boy slightly into the air before opening his mouth, creating a mouth blast to engulf and send the saiyan over to the other side of the arena. Taking a few steps forward, Scryew had gotten away from the edge enough to see how the male would force himself to manage from there. ┓
╚═════════════════════════════════════════╝ I will lock you away in another dimension...
D A I K O ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ ❝..Tiger Tyke..❞ ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
The young man's onslaught pushed his opponent to the edge as his feet and hands would continue to push the namekian forth and his looked determined to watch the hand grab his arm. His mouth would turn to a slight look of shock as the aura faded and his foot caught a sweep. His eyes winced a bit as he felt the strain of his muscles and the unbalance take it's toll. The man's hand flew forth for a punch as he aliveated some of the damage by using his fist to cushion the blow a bit. His speed was still increased beyond the Namekian's at the moment, though when he was lifted his feet kicked abit as if he were a child trying to refute it, and looked to his mouth where Ki flew from it, sending a blast into his body. Daiko's eyes widened as he felt the tears in his gi grow while being shot back. His body spun a bit before he landed at the other end f the arena, on broken tile, shoulder first.
The young man's eyes winced a bit as he gripped the ground. He'd hear the footsteps leave from the edge as Daiko's mouth panted a bit. He wasn't use to this form, and the strain was great, but it was too late to regret it. His hands would push himself up as his legs would spread a bit and his arms would hang low. His body had the tint to it though his head would face the ground as he slowly began to move forward, letting his arms dangle a bit before looking up. He'd allow his body to burst into a sprint before the Ki rekindled around him. Daiko's mouth would open as he would scream with power.His body glided forth and as he got within striking range, two Daiko's would burst from him, one to the side, with a round house motion, and one from above with an axe handle motion, while the one infront would pull back his arm to strike forth at the chest. Though with this, the true Daiko would be on the side, round house kicking at the man for his attack.
You best believe if you rub me the wrong way, ╔═════════════════════════════════════════╗
_┗ Just the sight of the saiyan getting back to his feet kept the rush feeling alive! As Daiko walked forward which turned into a sprint, Scryew immediately braced himself until noticing that two Daiko's had appeared. Didn't quite expect that to happen really. ┓
_┗ Knowing full well that he had to make some light of the situation quickly, if he were to go for a counter without moving, he would be taking damage one way or another, however. The namekian brought forth his hands as if here to guard having it glow a mixture of a yellow and orange color before throwing his hands down, causing a rupture of smoke appear like a smokescreen. Jumping high upward from his position, he made sure he powered up enough for the smokescreen to cover all three Daiko's, wasting no time to charge up another attack, he began shooting a volley of ki blasts straight down all across the smokescreen, hopefully knocking out the two fake Daiko's along with the real one. ┓
╚═════════════════════════════════════════╝ I will lock you away in another dimension...
D A I K O ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ ❝..Tiger Tyke..❞ ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
The three were mere inches away from the opponent as he retracted his arms and created a smoke screen through some sort of Ki technique, this made a slight lapse in the movement of the three, allowing the man of green to escape. Daiko would grin a bit. This fight. This is one of the greatest he's had in his life. The three touched making the other two disappear as his ahoge twitched. His eyes squinted up as Ki blasts began to rain. His arm put up a single guard as his other began to glow. "You've earned it." He'd say to himself as he was slightly bombarded. "My dojo's killer technique." He'd let his eyes wince a bit, feeling his gi fall from his torso. The young man aimed his hand up as he concentrated Ki. The Ki would move the dust and a few of the Ki blasts to the side as his left hand surged with lightning. Daiko's eyes looked to Scryew, determined as he put his other hand horizontally to the other. The winds picked up as the announcer was unintentionally knocked from the arena. Daiko's eyes glew with excitement, as his mouth was bitten with determination. The Ki began to focus into a Cycan colored blast onfront of his palm.
He bore his canines at Scryew as the or began to form infront of the hands and his eyes opened wide. "This is my Dojo's. . .Killer Technique. I'll give you it." He'd call to Scryew. The power made Daiko's feet sink down into the arena a bit before he opened his mouth and called it out. "Tarano (Tiger). . . " He'd say as the blast dispersed and all of the Ki and gust disappeared. His eyes locked on Scryew with determination. "HAURU! (Howl)" As he shouted the last part, the crowd could hear the great roar of a Tiger as a shockwave shot forward a few feet, and was soon followed by a Ki wave. From Scyrew's point of view, it would be as if a Tiger was running towards him made of pure Ki. The Technique pushed fast and powerfully towards him, the wind pushing people in the crowd back a bit.
XX｡｡｡[ Current BP ] xxx↳Normal Ranking Status: 220/220
xxx↳Powered Up Ranking Status: 310/500
XX｡｡｡[ Ki Pool ] xxx↳Ranking Status: 200/210
XX｡｡｡[ Stamina Pool ] xxx↳Ranking Status: 320/320
You best believe if you rub me the wrong way, ╔═════════════════════════════════════════╗
_┗ Not letting up the volley of ki blasts, Scryew continued his flurry of blasts until he noticed the direction of this blasts were getting moved to the side while Daiko was charging up something fierce with his left hand. Floating the air looking down at the male charge up his attack, bringing both his hands together. He felt the pressure that radiated from the center point was ridiculous! Scryew covered his face a bit with his forearm as he continued to look. Overhearing it being "The Killer Technique of the Dojo," Scryew began expecting that this attack was meant to kill him. Scryew wouldn't move from his spot in the air. Though he could, he was driven to take it head on. Staring death in the face... ┓
_┗ ...the ki blast had fired. The shockwave from the blast itself sent people flying. Other competitors who didn't braced themselves were practically now nailed to the walls. As he looked on, the wave of ki took the form of a tiger ready to impale its fangs into the namekian's very being. His eyes widened with shock of what the saiyan was capable of. Though, he couldn't just allow Daiko to best him that easily, Scryew's body became a visible glow of its indigo color like his last match. No longer holding back enough to charge up his power to collide with such a beast, cocking his hands back focusing and concentrating his ki together in between his palms. A ki ball quickly enlarged as the tiger came up to him. He didn't have much time...it wouldn't go through it, but it'll be a good enough cushion. "Grand Smasher!" Launching his arms forward, Scryew literally launched the giant ball of Ki right at the mouth of the tiger, holding its position for about half of a minute. Scryew, raising the potency of his ki pushed back the tiger with his attack enough, until he maneuvered his right side of his torso as a shield before the Tiger enclosed its mouth resulting in a giant mushroom cloud that engulfed the entire arena. The violent winds pushed on from the collision pushing almost everyone into the air before falling back to the flooring of wherever they were. ┓
_┗ The mushroom cloud was still visible and nothing has come out of it yet. The entire audience in awe of what had transpired left them gawking at the event an everyone's safety. The announcer regained his composure looking for his fighters until everyone looked up at the tip of the cloud, seeing a black silhouette immediately drop to the arena causing another small explosion among impact. OH MY LORD, WHAT AN ATTACK FROM DAIKO! COULD THIS BE IT FOR SCRYEW? In actuality, he really meant is Scryew practically dead, that was on everyone's mind. The smoke finally fades, seeing a hole in the arena with a black opening...Scryew was down there. The announcer went over to check to see if he could see the body but couldn't, reaching down he felt the clothing confirming it was there and not on the ground. Getting out, he started counting from 1. With each passing second the count got larger. The moment it got to six, something visible sparked from the hole. It was Scryew's hand gaining leverage from the arena pulling himself up. Scryew was still in the fight! Taking his time, Scryew managed to get his two feet back on top, leaving a bloodied sight of his right side literally blown off along with his sleeveless jacket. Scryew felt to a knee, panting heavily yet in a calm manner. He immediately glared at Daiko who was also shocked at the Namekian. The pant turned into a smirk, showing his will to continue fighting. The gawking turned into a ferocious cheer from the amazing fight that the audience was stoked for. The match quality had raised the bar surpassing the hype that came prior. ┓
╚═════════════════════════════════════════╝ I will lock you away in another dimension...
D A I K O ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ ❝..Tiger Tyke..❞ ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
The blast would shock the crowd as Daiko's aura died down a bit. Daiko's mouth turned into a frown as he fell to a knee and began panting. The technique was at it's limit. A few more moments and he would be toast. But was it the end now? His eyes blinked slowly, not effected by the smoke. Even his training mates stood in the back in awe. His mouth exhaled, and his muscles pressed against his bone. He'd look up and then down. As the annoucner frantically began counting. Though Daiko saw the last moment technique of Scryew. His eyes would wince a bit as he turned face to the settling smoke and smiling, as he sensed a bit of power still. He'd look in the direction the Namekian would pull himself from as Daiko struggled to his feet and awaited the man as he pulled himself up.
It seemed that he bled purple and was missing a portion of his body, as well as his shirt.The two seemed worst for ware as the young man held his fist out to the side, feeling his left arm was numb before holding it back and getting into a ready stance. "This is it. . .If I can't do it now, I won't be able to win this." He'd say while a second charge of ki entered his hand. "I hope you'd ready for my last shot." He'd call to the man as he tried to muster up as much power as he could. The odd glow around his left hand seemed to be an obvious hindrance from to the fighters onlooking before Daiko pulled his hand back and shot it behind him. It was a mere burst of ki to propel him forth as his body spun a bit and his fist was pulled back. "I hope you're ready! For my strike!" He'd call as he dashed towards the Namekian with his punch ready to try and knock him out of the arena, or do as much damage as possible. This, though unbenounced to most, was a tactic that Daiko had tried before, his left arm, cringed a bit as he flew, as he went for a shot to the face with the right, but in the end, stopping short so his left hand would thrust all of his power at the torso for a last ditch attack. "Jigen Hei: Furi Wo Shi Masu!"
Ziber watched as the young man walked back into the building, seeing his friends surround him and filled him with praise. He had to admit that he was jealous of the saiyan having his friends here to watch him while he was he alone. As they continued their chat, the frost demon's eyes moved over to the namekian who stood over by the entrance of the building. Though he didn't see his full power, Ziber was hoping to see how strong the warrior was in the next match. His attention was the pulled to the announcer explained that there would be a half hour intermission before the next match. With this, the frost demon moved from his window to one corner right of the entrance of the building and sat with his back to the walls. He then wrapped his tail around him and closed him eyes, having a quick nap before the final match to begin. --------------- Ziber stood looking over the lake, thinking at all that had happened on the ship and how he had been banished from his home. He was now believed to had been the one that had killed the emperor's youngest son, his dear friend. The frost demon had watched his friend be murdered by their older brother in a twisted power play. It mad Ziber made just thinking about it now as he clenched his fists with hate. He wanted revenge against that man, and he could have, but had he, he would have been in a far worse position. The frost demon turned back as he moved back to the ship, looking through the stuff he had brought with him. He knew that wouldn't be allowed to where the armor that he had brought to the tournament, as it would give him and unfair advantage
Ziber then pulled out the hooded cloak he wore to disguise himself while he was still in the empire, trying to find a way to leave the planet that he was left on. He believed that it would do for now as he wrapped himself with the cloak and pulled the hood over his head. The horns of the frost demon was the hardest to cover but he was able to manage. Ziber suppressed his power, so he wouldn't be easily sensed by anyone and began to fly to were he needed to go. He would tail one of the ships that flew over head that had the same marking as the flyer had for the tournament, possibly a shuttle for civilians to travel to the island. The frost demon would blend into the crowd until he heard the last call for fighters who wished to join the tournament. Once he entered he was greeted to a sight that made even his blue skin pale... The emperor stood there before him... (2 Posts of Sleep = 60 ki points) ------------------- Ziber was broke free from the coming nightmare by the drums outside, welcoming the start of the finale match of the tournament. He got up from his corner and moved to the window to see the saiyan and namekian facing off from one another, ready to fight. The frost demon then felt that the window wouldn't do for watching such a fight as this. So, when the crowd and the staff were distraction, Ziber stepped out and hopped up to the roof the building, getting a better view of the fight. He then sat on the roof tiles as he took in what he saw before him two warriors fighting with such amazing power. The frost demon watched their every move, seeing the excitement the two shared in this battle. Ziber did wonder though why that monster had invaded his dream at a time like this.
The battle was fierce and Ziber would be at the edge of his seat if it didn't mean that he would fall of the roof. The fighters wanted the victory and were pulling out the odds and ends of what the had learn. This gave the frost demon a few ideas for his own techniques but he would work on them later. What surprised Ziber the most was when he saw the saiyan use and odd ability that gave him quite a boost. Again, he was kicking himself for not bring his scooter to see his power but he didn't need it as Daiko was showing an example of how powerful he was. The frost demon couldn't keep his eyes off the battle at this point as with each move made the battle more and more intense. A smile cracked on Ziber's face as he wished that he was in there now, fighting the two as well.
“I still remember that day. It burns bright in my mind and is reminder of what must be done. I... We will have our revenge. That is a promise I will keep."
<--Ki: 120+60=180/200(Sleep Recharge)--><--BP: 140 x 3(First Form)-><--Stamina: 300/300--> Location: Mango Island Mood: Happy, Interested, Excited Thinking: "This is amazing!" With: The Crowd, Some Birds
XX｡｡｡[ Current BP ] xxx↳Normal Ranking Status: 220/220
xxx↳Powered Up Ranking Status: 340/220
XX｡｡｡[ Ki Pool ] xxx↳Ranking Status: 160/210
XX｡｡｡[ Stamina Pool ] xxx↳Ranking Status: 320/320
You best believe if you rub me the wrong way, ╔═════════════════════════════════════════╗
_┗ His panting continued as he noticed that Daiko felt to a knee himself before pulling himself up. Scryew could tell based on the last attack, he was on his last pair of legs. Scryew just kept his grin as he charged up some more of his strength. Preparing for a move himself. Of course he could only work with one arm but that was all that needed. Scryew coated himself in his aura. All that spurred out energy he swallowed back up, simply vanished before taking a few steps forward until pushing forward ahead. ┓
_┗ Dashing forward towards the saiyan, Scryew pulled back his left arm, seemingly going for a headbutt or putting all his force into his left hand. With Daiko seemingly going for a right punch had a trick up his sleeve, stopping halfway thrusting all he could with his left hand, shooting a blast with his hand. Already in mid step, this was the final nail in the coffin. The blast shot through heading straight for the namekian, engulfing him and moving straight to the barricades of the audience. From within the blast, images of Scryew flashed back and forth through the blast glaring dead at Daiko as the image got larger from his point of view. However, thanks to this; the Afterimage Technique. Scryew appeared about a foot behind Daiko, seen to be back to back. Without hesitation, the namek twisted his entire upper body with arm stretched leaning forward to Daiko, all that power he had charged up he put into this one move. Exerting out a massive amount to ki blasting Daiko and everything on his end. If he managed to still stand from this, who knows how long this fight will go. ┓
╚═════════════════════════════════════════╝ I will lock you away in another dimension...
XX｡｡｡[ COMPANY ] xxx↳[ Daiko ]
XX｡｡｡[ CURRENT MOOD ] xxx↳[ Excited ]
Out.Of.Character:
Quoting:
killer-wolf-kun
DJSH9011
Ace Pilot Blitz
KorGurlAssassin
Posted: Wed Jan 31, 2018 4:23 pm
D A I K O ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ ❝..Tiger Tyke..❞ ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
The attack, from the viewers persepctive went through as after the punch was a look of slight shock on Daiko's visage. His hair swooshed back a bit as his aura faded from the color it took at first. Daiko's arms felt weak and he felt his muscles tormenting his bones. The young man's body would feel the strain, sensing the energy behind him. He couldn't move in time. He wuld feel helpless at that moment as he looked at the light and felt the full blast against his back. Daiko's eyes would close tight as he cried out from the technique as it pushed him forth and towards the edge. His body clamming up. And his mouth holding deep distain for what was to happen next if he didn't work his hardest. The boy slide forth across the arena with his feet barely stopping his advance off, his body staggering over the edge as his back was charred and burnt. His eyes dazed a bit as he forced his exhausted body to turn around to the Namekian. It looked like all the steam he had was taken from him. Daiko's hand would curl into a fist, the only hand he could move. His foot stepped forward as he stumbled and fell onto his face.
Daiko's mouth let a loose breath exhale as his hand seemed to reach out and grip at the air. His eyes closed while his left arm only shook, not being able to move. His body seemed strained as he let off final attempt. His hand was placed on the ground as it limply fell before a ball of Ki formed on it, and the sphere pushed forward. The only thing it would be able to do is sweep him off his feet if the man was unlucky enough to be caught, though Daiko's body laid on the ground after that, unable to move.
XX｡｡｡[ Current BP ] xxx↳Normal Ranking Status: 220/220
xxx↳Powered Up Ranking Status: 340/220
XX｡｡｡[ Ki Pool ] xxx↳Ranking Status: 160/210
XX｡｡｡[ Stamina Pool ] xxx↳Ranking Status: 320/320
You best believe if you rub me the wrong way, ╔═════════════════════════════════════════╗
_┗ Feeling that blast hit, Scryew's Mystic Flash connected sending Daiko flying in pain. Scryew holding the attack enough to at least push him out gave in and exhausted the attack due to fatigue. Once the attack had fully dissipated, he immediately dropped to a knee, panting away heavily. His body, heavy as large boulder struggle to move from his spot. Tilting his head up enough to see the saiyan even move had his eyes open with shock. He was still able to fight?! Dammit. From that sight alone, Scyrew screamed out in pain, his entire left side gave a bubbly visual before an entire new left side including a new regrew itself. Now able to work to two hands again clammed the arena footing. Struggling to get a his foot planted, he could barely stand. ┓
_┗ Daiko had struggled over to the namekian before falling face first before shooting another ball of ki as it pushed itself right at Scryew. Too battered to move, still kneeling, lifted his hand up slowly enough to get his hand on the ball of ki before it pushed him backwards in a tilted fashion, forcing Scryew to land on his butt instead of his knee. After a minute, Scryew forced himself to struggle once more out of sheer willpower to get his legs up and stood slightly, hunched forward to stagger over to Daiko, slowly. Stopping after a couple of steps he just stood there looking at the battered body before looking over to the Announcer...waiting on him to give the final call. Looking back at the saiyan, his mouth moved enough to mutter a few words. "That...was a satisfying fight, you are my biggest challenge to date." ┓
╚═════════════════════════════════════════╝ I will lock you away in another dimension...
XX｡｡｡[ COMPANY ] xxx↳[ Daiko ]
XX｡｡｡[ CURRENT MOOD ] xxx↳[ Excited ]
Out.Of.Character:
Quoting:
killer-wolf-kun
DJSH9011
Ace Pilot Blitz
KorGurlAssassin
Posted: Wed Jan 31, 2018 6:28 pm
“Do not judge me for what my race has done. Let my action be told by others, both the ill and the good, and let me be judged accordingly."
Ziber could see it now, the match was coming to it's finally and both of the warriors had taken a lot of damage. The two went beyond what he thought he would see and now they were running low on energy. The frost demon was glad that he didn't go full force in his battle, seeing as Daiko would had been more exhausted then he was now. Ziber watched as the last few attacks went forward, seeing the young saiyan falling from after his last ki blast. Scryew had won the matched and from how he looked at the saiyan he enjoyed the battle quite a lot. The frost demon was happy that, though he hadn't been a part of it, he got the chance to see such an amazing match. So, as a response, Ziber revealed where he was by applauding their efforts by clapping his hands, an action that followed into the crowds.
“I still remember that day. It burns bright in my mind and is reminder of what must be done. I... We will have our revenge. That is a promise I will keep."
<--Ki: 180/200--><--BP: 140 x 3(First Form)-><--Stamina: 300/300--> Location: Mango Island Mood: Happy, Interested, Excited Thinking: "There are truly great warriors here." With: The Crowd, Some Birds
D A I K O ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ ❝..Tiger Tyke..❞ ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
Daiko's breaths became heavy as he gave a light smile on the ground. He couldn't even find the strength to stand back up. Though as the announcer's count rose up. The 10 finally hit, and he swiped his hand from outside of the arena. 'That's it folks! The young Tyke from the Jigen Hei is down! Our mysterious Warrior Scyrew has defeated him and won the 7th World Martial Arts Tournament!' The crowd erupted as Daiko laid on the ground trying to find the strength to even move as he closed one eye and replied. "I-I will continue to be the biggest challenge. . .I-I'll only get stronger." He'd say outloud to Scryew, followed by a faint chuckle. The young man's body laid there a bit before the several members of his dojo rushed out to the stage to clamber around the young man. Daiko's head drooping back a bit as he was held up by his arms by Prego. The man who looked at Scyrew and gulped a bit, feeling concerned after the last display. Daiko's eyes would blink a bit confused as he could balance his head and see the new arm that had been produced. "Y-Your arm. . .It's okay." He'd say with a bit of relief in his voice. The boy's mouth then let a sheepish smile slide across it before feeling the pulse of pain in his bones. He'd cringe before letting out a few grunts of discontent. "That was intense. For sure... Owowowowow." He'd mutter as the Announcer waved to Ziber, his optimistic hand beckoning him from the roof. 'Will the three finalist make their way to center stage to receive their prize?'
As this was said, Daiko found that he could atleast step forth, off of the arms of his excited comrades, and stumble towards center stage, standing beside the towering Namekian and holding his arm. The young man's right hand went and wiped some of the blood from the corner of his lip while the crowd cheered loudly. As the three would take mantel. The man would then allow three of the workers to walk onto stage and each hold a gilded tray. 'As for victory in , by far, the most intense match ups we've seen, we would like to show you our gratitude with the prizes for this years tournament.' He'd then spin around to Ziber's side, holding his hand out to the first tray that revealed a pair of keys. 'For third place, you receive your very own. Bottle Corp new Car, the model will be released in 2 years. But it's yours for your valiant efforts!' The crowd would all cheer as the work knelt by Ziber. 'For young Daiko, for being the runner up and for such a great effort. Your cash prize is!' The tin would be lifted as a pile of money would lay before him. '10,000,000 Zeni!' Daiko would rub the back of his head as it was presented to him with his right arm. His eyes would look over to the final one. 'And for our champion, the grand prize! Induction into our hall of fame, as well as. One of the Legendary Star orbs!' The man would pull back the tin revealing a palm size orange sphere with seven crimson stars in the center. 'A mark that you are a Martial arts champion!' The crowd cheered loudly. 'It will help you seek strong opponents by glowing around the previous champions! I'd like to Congratulate all of you! And we hope to see you next time!'
::~~::Majin Arcana::~~:: :: Battle Power -> 180 :: Stamina -> 295/310 :: Ki -> 260/260
Majin Arcana, an entity from the far reaches of space had made her way to Earth after a few stops along the way, looting sweets and treats from a few alien civilizations. She had found Earth to be the most delightful of the places she had traveled to so far, but it's value would only prove as much as the entertainment it provided. In this particular instance, she had discovered the dojo and site of the World Martial Arts Tournament. Since been over for the time, at least she might find some way to vent off some steam or find something (or somebody) to feed to her insatiable sweet tooth.
"Bored...", she sighed softly to herself as the Majin floated over to a training dummy curiously. Inside the dojo there were quite a few of these objects. Arcana had witnessed a few of the trainees in the location using them to practice on, but for some reason, she found the shape to be familiar... "Gingerbread cookie.", the pink alien being said firmly before reaching out with a hand to try and take it. It was stuck to the ground, and thus disobeying her will to come to her. "Oooooh I want the cookie now!", she growled as she lashed out with a fist now to punch the wooden implementation. It caused her to stop a moment, before tilting her head in interest at the dummy. It certainly didn't feel like a cookie, and it was resilient to her punch. "Tough cookie indeed. Let's see it handle this!", the dim-witted Majin shouted as she stretched a hand way back, and then let her rubbery body snap as she tried to smash it upside it's head area. Much to her frustration, it sort of rocked back and forth in response. "Ehh, I want a chocolate anyway.", Arcana said in defeat mixed with boredom. By pointing a finger at it, a pink beam fired out and converted the dummy into a king-size chocolate bar, which she began to munch on while walking about the Dojo to explore it.
:: Phys Off -> 2 :: Energy Off -> 3 :: Def -> 3 :: Speed -> 4 :: Intel -> 2 :: Stam -> 1 :: Ki -> 6 OOC: 1/1 Post for BP Training - 0/2 for CD
::~~::Majin Arcana::~~:: :: Battle Power -> 180 :: Stamina -> 295/310 :: Ki -> 260/260
The bout of 'training' she had inadvertently engaged in had made her feel stronger, though Majin Arcana couldn't help but feel bored even still. It was then that it hit her, the sight of an explosion, not too far off in the distance and smoke rising from what seemed like a good time. "Hmmm... There better be cookies when I get there or there will be.", she said as she tapped a finger to her lip in contemplation before flying off and crashing through a window, giving little to no cares about property damage of those who would either shower her with affection or become confections.
:: Phys Off -> 2 :: Energy Off -> 3 :: Def -> 3 :: Speed -> 4 :: Intel -> 2 :: Stam -> 1 :: Ki -> 6 OOC: 1/1 Post for BP Training - 1/2 for CD
Majin Arcana, an entity from the far reaches of space had made her way to Earth after a few stops along the way, looting sweets and treats from a few alien civilizations. She had found Earth to be the most delightful of the places she had traveled to so far, but it's value would only prove as much as the entertainment it provided. In this particular instance, she had discovered the dojo and site of the World Martial Arts Tournament. Since been over for the time, at least she might find some way to vent off some steam or find something 
