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A PARADISE AWAY FROM HOME.

Ages ago, humanity left Earth for the stars. Eventually, they found a paradise: Eden. And on that paradise were the Juins. In time, the colonization of Eden by humanity lead to a war between humans a Juins. In the end, the Juins lost. Hundreds of years later, Juins are secluded on their own continent and humans make up the majority of Eden's population. But over the past few years, strange occurrences were noticed all over the world. People were seen flying in the skies.

Fights took place between people that could bring down buildings. And at the center of it all is a small number of men and women with amazing abilities. Some of these people want to lead normal lives, and some plot to use the strife to wreck havoc on the world. These people are brought together by circumstance, and those virtuous enough band together, because whether they like it or not, they're Forced Heroes.

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 Act III: Assault On Ai!, West Island of Liebe - Wrath Of Kharn
Master Zam
I'm Too Old For This!!!!
The Guardian Of Eden
112 YEARS OLD
App Plotter Tracker Master Zam has 15 posts. Offline. played by SBC









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Species: Human

Occupation: Guardian of Eden

Alignment: Good

Oct 7 2016, 04:13 PM Quote


The Door Jojo created on the Lookout droped Master Zam and those he traveled with on to south coast of Ai, roughly five miles away from the Lemon Sea. The group was on the outskirts of a decently sized town, hidden the gorgeous nature that was native to the tri-island country. Bright red grass sprung up from the earth along with plenty of exotic plants and flowers. The trees brushed against the skyline for as far as anyone could see in any direction.

In front of them lay devastation.

The town, although currently quiet, had all of the signs of a recent battle. Even from their distance, they could see the bodies of the police and military that went to war against the Kagzran barbarians, vehicles overturned and walls and buildings were collapsed and burning. Surprisingly, some of the alien warriors could be seen dead and dying on the streets as well, which was a sign that maybe all of the warriors they fought before weren't completely healed from their previous battles and were weak enough for standard equipment to put them down.

Or maybe these few weren't that strong to begin with.

Even with that factored in, there were still plenty of these warriors roaming the battleground and the skies above. They had a difficult choice to make here; either go in and fight these warriors, or take advantage of the fact that they managed to slip in unnoticed by anyone and simply seek out Keya or the Font?

It was hard for him to even consider the thought of leaving people who may still be alive to suffer and be killed when he could do something about it. But at the same time, he had the fate of an entire planet to consider versus several thousand people. The Guardian sighed as he turned to face the others. "For now, they don't know we're here. Let's take advantage of that and look for this Keya or that Font thing."
Contessa Von Blau
Oracle 07: Durga
General Populace
19 YEARS OLD
App Plotter Tracker Contessa Von Blau has 108 posts. Offline. played by Mad Stylus









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Species: Oracle

Occupation: Oracle Agent

Alignment: Good

Once every enemy is broken, their is no need for a shield.
Oct 7 2016, 10:16 PM Quote


Contessa frowned at Zam's words, but had to acknowledge the point. They could save a few now, or save more in the long term. The ruthless calculus of long term conflict worked out that way. Doing both objectives was a luxury she likely would not have.

She hoped Pi was having more luck, in that regard.

"Lets see if I can sniff them out." Contessa checked the scanner. If it was here, and the signature was correct, she'd find it. It would feed relevant information right to the HUD of her contact lenses.
Abram Zima

General Populace
Seventy YEARS OLD
App Plotter Tracker Abram Zima has 4 posts. Offline. played by Glennard









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Species: Human

Occupation: New Order Priest

Alignment: Neutral

Oct 7 2016, 10:36 PM Quote


It was supposed to be a normal day, a day away from all the stress of Kostra's illogical, illicit bullshit. It's a beautiful city, don't get him wrong. Rich in culture, history, good food, good people and unfortunately...a hell of a lot of corruption. Something Abram didn't need to see or be reminded of. So he took a break, packed a few bags and came to Ai with the intent to relax for a week. To get away from the stress of helping provide guidance to people.

May could easily handle that stuff while he was here taking in the sights.

But that wasn't the case, none of that was the case it would seem. Because Abram was currently caught up in a fist fight with a gaggle of screaming lunatics. Half-naked, screaming, axe-swinging lunatics. Which oddly enough, wasn't the strangest thing he'd seen or fought in his life. But their aura felt...odd, off, unnatural even; so much anger.

It reminded him of his youth a little. Being young, reckless, borderline crazy and suffused with terrible anger that made mountains shake and brave men tremble. And here he was killing men and women, some obviously aliens, some obviously human as he danced about, tucking and weaving around fists meant to crush and axes meant to cleave. The scowl on his face could have peeled paint as a particularly large barbarian, a literal mountain of meat and muscle wreathed in steel and leather slammed into him, carrying him for a good fifteen meters through a wall or two until several carmine red beams, speckled with motes of pulsating black punched through his body, perforating the spine, neck, shoulders and head with Abram back in his original position. Fingers trailing with ephemeral wisps of ki.

It was a half-second reaction to when he felt the faintest brush of pressure against his back. He vanished, blurring into action with so much speed that he left a physical copy of himself as he circled around the brute and hammered him with laser precise blasts.

Then fired a wider, unfocused blast into the back of his head as he hit the dirt. Vaporizing it. He learned from the last five or six barbarians that they were unbelievably stubborn, refusing to stay down unless he did something absolutely traumatic. Which meant there was a good chance they'd get back up and keep attacking, not something he was in favor of letting happen.

Not when he was in the process of keeping a group of civilians safe and sound. "Persistent little bastards. Gods, if only I was young again." He grunted, grumbling a little as he reached for his hip-flask to take a swig, then pivoted as an axe whizzed past his head. "Can't even take a moment to have a drink, god dammit." He grit his teeth, swore, and dropped back a few steps with a growl."This is bullshit."

Zeke Talon

General Populace
22 YEARS OLD
App Plotter Tracker Zeke Talon has 17 posts. Offline. played by Finalsaber









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Species: Human

Occupation: Traveler

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Oct 16 2016, 04:56 PM Quote


Zeke tensed up at Zams words, but as much as he hated to admit it, they made sense. The old coot knew what he was doing. Besides. If the earlier conversation was right, maybe the barbarians would chase after the things energy, to a battleground that WASN'T in the middle of a city.

Still. With the monsters on the ground, and in the sky, they could get detected at any moment. All it would take is one Barbarian focusing on them out of the corner of there eyes. So, Zeke pulled the bandages away from the light orb on his head, and focused. "Don't freak out." He said. "I'm going to give us some cover."

With that, the group faded from sight, leaving a slight visual distortion in front of them. It was the biggest illusion Zeke ever made, but to the barbarians the group would be invisible from both the side and ground.

And it freakin stabbed lances of pain into his head from the effort. "Alright. We're hidden for about a three meter radius from me, but I've never tried to make a whole group invisible before. We've got about...." He tried to hazard a guess. "Anywhere between six, and fourteen minutes. Although, if I actually make it to fourteen my head will probably explode."
Gokan Bushino
The Least Angry Saiyan Ever
General Populace
21 YEARS OLD
App Plotter Tracker Gokan Bushino has 26 posts. Offline. played by Cypher









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Species: Saiyan

Occupation: Seller of Cell Phones!

Alignment: Neutral Good

Nov 3 2016, 10:04 PM Quote


Colorful grass, lush, green trees, fresh air with a coastal breeze; there was absolutely nothing about their current presence in Liebe that wasn't breathtaking and wonderful. At least, not from a touristy standpoint. Being someone who, ever since he arrived on Eden, hadn't even left Raverita, the sight of Ai was something he would've loved to soak in under better circumstances. After all, the glory of nature would've been a hell of a lot more enjoyable without the smoke, fire, and screams serving as their backdrop.

But with them having a task to do, sitting back in this quaint, little town to fight these guys wasn't really an option. And with the old man leading the way, the Saiyan opted to follow as he began to lead the group deep into the forest. One of his groupmates used some sort of ability to warp the light around them to render them all invisible. Good plan, he thought, and it saved them from having to figure out a way to make sure everyone could stay out of sight long enough to get to where they were heading.

That was, until Gokan picked up on the spike of ki coming from the town. He paused--not long enough to break from the circle of invisibility--and glanced back. Now that he was paying attention, it wasn't too hard for him to pick up on the excessive signs of combat. From what he could tell, at least one person was knee deep in some carnage with the barbarians. The former monk took note of those he was with, focusing on how their ki felt, and then immediately turned around to face the town.

"You guys go on ahead, I'll find you!" With that, Gokan took off in a full sprint toward the town.

He ignited his aura and surged his power before he took one massive leap into the sky to drive his knee square into the helmet and face of a Kagzran. The steel crumpled as easily as one would've expected, and Gokan used his perched position to roundhouse kick the woman's partner out of the sky. Momentum was redirected to aid the Saiyan in slingshotting himself toward the ground and an old man who was knee deep in battling the Kagzran,

His aura in full forced a powerful Genshihou down on the unsuspecting foes, blowing away three before he hit the ground in a tuck and roll that lead him to his feet and into a vicious uppercut that sent another flying. "You looked like you could use some help," The Saiyan proclaimed as his eyes darted back and forth as he took a mental count of just how many enemies they were dealing with.

No way in hell the two of them would make it out of here easily, especially if the old man had been fighting these guys for an extended period of time. They needed a way out and a distraction. Gokan had both, but it'd take a few moments. "I hope you're not too banged up. The others went on ahead, I stayed behind to help put out this fire."

One of the quicker recovering Kagzran flew toward Gokan with spiked knuckles and unleashed a flurry of punches toward him. A few quick dodges and a solid sternum punch send the enemy flying, but they managed to dig their heels into the ground and eventually slow their backward movement enough to where they could eventually regain their balance.

"I hope you're prepared to run once you see the cue." As Gokan's ki began to build, he'd make sure t hat the cue was obvious, and fast. The longer they stayed behind, the greater danger they would be in. It wouldn't be long before the full force of the Kagzran came down on this small town, and them.

On the plus side, it made things easier for the others sneaking through the forest.



Master Zam
I'm Too Old For This!!!!
The Guardian Of Eden
112 YEARS OLD
App Plotter Tracker Master Zam has 15 posts. Offline. played by SBC









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Species: Human

Occupation: Guardian of Eden

Alignment: Good

Nov 4 2016, 01:29 AM Quote


As the Oracle began to lead the way thanks to her tracking device, a series of events unfolded that the old man didn't expect - one of those teenagers mustered up some sort of illusion to hide them from sight was the first. Zam had to admit, he was impressed by the feat, expecting that the group would have to utilize cover, speed, and practical distractions to remain hidden long enough to get where they needed to be.

Not being able to be seen was a hell of a lot better than that. "Kid, I'm old as shit; there's nothing you can do that'll freak me out." After all, their planet being invaded by seemingly medieval aliens was freakier than someone 90 years his junior doing some optical tricks, even if they were useful.

After that was done, the Saiyan Kaio-Ken turned and hauled ass back toward the town, heading to assist the random source of ki that appeared to be in combat with the Kagzran. Zam didn't like the fact that he ran off--alone or otherwise--knowing that the kid would be more than useful should something happen while they moved through the forest, even though he understood why he ran off. Leaving someone behind like that wasn't what the Guardian wanted to do, and if it weren't due to the circumstances they were under, Zamael would've been the first one there.

Instead of worrying, Zam picked up the pace as they pressed further into the forest, glancing over toward the Oracle as he sped up. "What does your little monitor say? Can you see how close we are yet?"



Contessa Von Blau
Oracle 07: Durga
General Populace
19 YEARS OLD
App Plotter Tracker Contessa Von Blau has 108 posts. Offline. played by Mad Stylus









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Species: Oracle

Occupation: Oracle Agent

Alignment: Good

Once every enemy is broken, their is no need for a shield.
Nov 5 2016, 04:52 PM Quote


Contessa didn't like how close the fighting still was. Picked up the pace, running at a sustainable rate. She could fly faster, but that was begging to bring curious hostiles. Didn't know how far she could push the boys illusory powers.

"I'm getting a stronger signal return as we keep moving. We're definitely getting closer." Contessa answered. Quicker they found it, the better. "Can't give you an answer in meters just yet."

She didn't react much to the saiyan leaving the team. Thus far, he'd been nothing but a continual liability. He could go and blow up in someone elses face, thank you.
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Nov 21 2016, 06:27 PM Quote


The Kagzran!!!
Violence Personified: The Barbarian Horde! Danger Awaits!:Fear Rage!
NOTES: These Ones Can't Be One-Shotted
The old man was tough. He was stubborn. He was alone.

His defeat was inevitable.

With every punch, every ki blast, the man expended precious energy. With every blow he took, he lost the same. Even if he were more powerful on an indivdiual level, the math was against him. The Kagzran--the ones he didn't manage to kill--were able to return to their feet. Bones began to mend and flesh began to stitch itself back together, their regeneration driven by their sheer rage. Other armies would've cowered in fear at the sight of one of their own having their head casually destroyed, but not the Kagzran. They just used it as an excuse to become more powerful..

The old man may have done a number on the few in the town so far, but the noises weren't subdued, and the rest of the Horde would arrive shortly. Though by that point, there may not be an old man left for the others to fight. In unison, the Kagzran forces let out a battle cry as they began to power up, the force of their Rage fracturing the asphalt and concrete that surrounded them.

And as they began to pounce on the old man, they were disrupted.

As the Kagzran looked to the skies, two of their own plummeted to the ground with enough force to find themselves buried within impact craters. Shortly thereafter, the source of the downed warriors was made known. The Kagzran had little chance to react to the newcomer before a few were consumed by bright blue ki and blasted through one of the buildings. The ki ruptured a gas line, creating an explosion that damn near took the entire building down on top of the barbarian warriors.

The three directly impacted weren't dead, but it would be quite some time before they returned to their feet.

One of the Kagzran women charged this newcomer and unleashed a barrage of blows toward him, but he managed to overcome with a superior display of skill and bat her away like she were nothing. The Kagzran reoriented herself and slowed her backward momentum, then shrugged her shoulders to reseat her armor.

And as she became consumed by pure Rage, the others went on the assault.



Zeke Talon

General Populace
22 YEARS OLD
App Plotter Tracker Zeke Talon has 17 posts. Offline. played by Finalsaber









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Species: Human

Occupation: Traveler

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Nov 22 2016, 07:43 PM Quote


When Gokan ran off to help out the old man, Zeke hesitated. He didn't like the idea of leaving the old guy alone either.

But he shook his head, and ran to keep up with the scanning lady. He had to stay focused on the priority for now.

Although, that wouldn't mean he couldn't go help after.

As his head pounded, Zeke focused on trying to keep up with the girl. It wasn't easy. He used to think he'd been in pretty good shape, but she made running on the uneven terrain look like it was flat ground. He kept having to look at the ground, to make sure he didn't trip, then back to her to make sure they were going in the right direction.

It was difficult. And one wrong move, and the others would be thrown into the open. He didn't complain though.

Although, that was more because the growing pain in his head made it impossible to think up a complaint. He shook his head again, and as his breathing grew heavier, focused on keeping up best he could. He didn't want to be a liability, but with how outclassed he was physicaly, he was starting to feel like a kindergardner in high school.
Master Zam
I'm Too Old For This!!!!
The Guardian Of Eden
112 YEARS OLD
App Plotter Tracker Master Zam has 15 posts. Offline. played by SBC









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Species: Human

Occupation: Guardian of Eden

Alignment: Good

Dec 10 2016, 02:02 AM Quote


Though the distance between them and the town they left to its own devices had been extended greatly, a large part due to the light bending illusion that they moved under. Had it not been for... wait, what was is name again? It was just then that Zam recalled that he really didn't know who any of these people were, yet they all banded together in the interest of saving the world. If things weren't so dire, he'd chuckle about how much of a jackass he was in that regard, but they had things to do.

They were a ways away by this point, but the sounds of a steadily intensifying, no doubt caused by the arrival of the Saiyan to aid whomever it was fighting within the town. The rapid and consecutive spikes of ki was a sign that things were still going favorably for them, and that took some weight off of the Guardian for leaving them behind. If they weren't so fragmented and so outnumbered, he would've joined them.

And as one would expect, the roaming Kagzran also picked up on the signs of the battle and began to converge on the small town. "Stop," the old man said softly as he gestured for those he were with to quit running. The Guardian then pointed off to their right, where there were a handful of the barbarians traveling through the forest, no doubt on their way back to the town.

Sure, they could proceed, but he didn't want to risk them somehow seeing the through the illusion or hearing the noise of their travels, especially since the Oracle confirmed that they were getting close. And as a plus, the teen providing the illusion got a break. Zam had no idea how much longer he would be able to keep it up, but not having to sprint while doing it was probably easier on him. So they'd pause, wait for the barbarians to move along, and let the kid catch his breath all at the same ti--....

There was a flutter of movement right in between the group, and Zam paused, his body tense. Eden's Guardian glanced to follow the source of the movement, only to see that they too, paused, and then slowly turned around and walked the fifteen feet they crossed in an eye flutter.

Stop.

Stop.

Stop!

But they didn't; their bodies crossing into the bent light, revealing the illusion from the inside.

Zam unleashed two hail marry punches as a result, and the Kagzran went flying.

He didn't want to, but he had to. They were a half-second away from having hell brought down on them anyway, might as well get the first punch themselves.

Contessa Von Blau
Oracle 07: Durga
General Populace
19 YEARS OLD
App Plotter Tracker Contessa Von Blau has 108 posts. Offline. played by Mad Stylus









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Species: Oracle

Occupation: Oracle Agent

Alignment: Good

Once every enemy is broken, their is no need for a shield.
Dec 10 2016, 07:39 PM Quote


Well, Contessa had enemies pop in right on top of them. Couldn't punch or she'd break her scanner. Couldn't stow it, or she'd get hit in the opening. Also, she knew from experience the Kagzran could shrug off anything less than mortal wounds.

Immediately, she threw her body into a wheel. Free hand for support, she swung her leg around, manifesting a telekinetic blade from her heel. The arc would carry through at head height, decapitating any of the invaders unfortunate enough to be near. The full motion brought the other heel around, with a blade of its own, to hit anyone rash enough to rush in after the first strike.

And then the motion completed, bringing her back to her feet.
Zeke Talon

General Populace
22 YEARS OLD
App Plotter Tracker Zeke Talon has 17 posts. Offline. played by Finalsaber









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Species: Human

Occupation: Traveler

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Dec 16 2016, 05:21 PM Quote


Zeke let the illusion drop. With the barbarians in the barrier, it wouldn't work anymore anyways, and the sheer relief of the action was an added bonus.

Still, he had to think of a way to contribute to the sudden combat, and quick. There was no time to summon up a golem, and too many to light on fire. If only he could slow them down in some way.

That was it! Mad inspiration struck like a bolt of lightning, and Zeke tore the bandages off the earth orb, before slapping the ground with his hand. The ground opened up beneath the incoming horde, and as they fell in, slammed shut again. It had failed to crush, or kill, any of the barbarians, but several were now stuck shoulder deep in the ground.

It wouldn't hold them for long. Maybe a few seconds at best. But, considering Zeke's travel companions, a few seconds should be lots of time.
May Merriweather
The White Mage!
Administrator
22 YEARS OLD
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Species: Arcuul

Occupation: Priestess of the New Temple, Agent of the White Hand

Alignment: Neutral Good

"Time to un-kick some butt!"
Feb 15 2017, 12:06 PM Quote


Hold.

A simple word with a lot to say for itself. One might get a mental image of a bottle of glue or a fasten on a wall, holding up a painting. For a soldier, it means something else entirely. It means bitter determination, and a line in the sand.


Feet flew along a narrow path. A bullet held in the teeth was removed. A break action was opened, and a new set of bullets was loaded all at once from a loader, each bullet as long as a big man's finger. Then, it was shut with a metallic snap of doom.

For a warrior, it means putting yourself on the line, back against the wall, to stand fast.

Weapon to shoulder, eyes narrowed, booted feet sliding sideways as optics were trained on their target. Then, thunder and fire, light and sound. Energy was pressed out with each squeeze of the trigger - into a long rifle designed to fell wyverns and fight monstrosities, into each shell that was to leave the mouth of death, hell-bent on destruction.

For a marine, it means being the thin blue and white line between victory and defeat.

Each shot was reflected in compassionless eyes. Men's chests didn't just get a hole in them - they ruptured violently, spraying gore. Women fell alongside them, about which Iron Bitch Sasha cared not a lick. The eyes - she could see their madness in their eyes, and her own emotions were lost in the simple art of the precision mark and the felled enemy.

One shot. One kill. Another set of bullets emptied into the horde. And another set of bullets that didn't seem to deter them in the least. They didn't get intimidated when the arcuul marine, cap-on-head and gun-in-hand shrugged off burning blasts of ki. They didn't get scared when she slaughtered them by the sixes, blowing holes in them as if she'd shot them with tank shells. They weren't scared of her. And they were getting closer, drawn by the trouble.

The break action opened again, and she was about to slot another rack of six bullets into the tumbler, when from the side one of the roaring madmen arrayed against her brought a sword down at her head. Her vision flicked, her arm raised, and blocked the razor sharp weapon on her forearm with a clang as steel against steel. Boy was the barbarian surprised - and upon the brief inspection he got a chance to get, her skin and fur there... gleamed black like scorched steel. And then his sword broke.

Sasha didn't even fully look at him, she just roundhouse kicked him and hooked his head in the 'axe' of her foot, hurling the man to the ground in the same motion and crushing his head under her foot.

Twelve bullets. Then she was using ghost rounds. Anything but favorable, this situation was downright hopeless. She was a soldier - she was dead already and knew it, but there was this... little, iron-hard ball of just... downright diehard determination that just... wouldn't allow her to just lay and down and die.

Fuck that. Fuck these lunatics. And fuck this guy in particular, she swore, scraping his brains off her foot.

"HEY LADY!" Sasha barked behind her, her tone unaffected by the boiling pot of anger she felt in her guts and the creeping sense of doom. "This isn't working, lady! I can't make enough of them dead enough!"
Gokan Bushino
The Least Angry Saiyan Ever
General Populace
21 YEARS OLD
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Species: Saiyan

Occupation: Seller of Cell Phones!

Alignment: Neutral Good

Mar 3 2017, 02:55 AM Quote


There was a tingle in the back of his spine as the Saiyan narrowly avoided being decapitated; hairs fleeing his head as he ducked the strike. And as he pivoted to deliver a thunderous kick to the mid section of the axe wielding bug-like humanoid who attempted to kill him and then pushed himself off the ground in the same rotation, going upward and ending his trip with a solid knee to the the barbarians face to send his attacker flying into others and out of view.

Though he didn't exactly know way, Gokan had a sense of euphoria as he was fighting. Why, he didn't know, but compared to the dire situations of his last encounter with these Kagzran warriors, the Saiyan was a lot less worried about getting maimed.

He seemed to have a far easier time dealing with them, as well.

Though they came at him from all sides, bobbing and weaving around weapons, countering moves he couldn't outright avoid, and using their weapons against them was all fair play. Though compared to some of the others, including the old man who helped the former monk bat people away within the small town, he wasn't actually killing anyone. Causing grievous injury to where even their incessant shouting and crazy red ki couldn't get them to muster up the willpower necessary to stand back up, sure, but nothing permanent. It was the one thing he couldn't bring himself to do even though these guys wouldn't have hesitated to kill him.

He learned that the hard way already.

The fact that he was holding back, even ever so slightly, cost him more than a few times. Though he was performing better than last time, getting smashed into the ground or rocked through an overturned car was just as common for him as it was for the barbarians he spent time assaulting, but he clawed his way back each time; slightly dustier, but back on his feet.

And ultimately, he was fine with that and spent a good portion of his time shifting to entirely different targets each time he knocked someone away or was knocked away, aiming to get as much aggro as he could. All the while, as his aura flared, he was focusing his ki. The kagzran likely didn't notice with the bulk of them running on single minded destructive aggression, but it was likely the old man did.

The sheer shifting of ki in the environment was more than enough to catch anyone's attention of they were capable of being aware of it.

And as Gokan fought to attract the attention of his foes, the ground around him began to shimmer ever so slightly in a significantly large radius around the Saiyan. Right around the same time he got axehandled through a small storefront, in fact. As soon as his body bounced through the concrete and plaster wall and back outside, he tucked, rolled, and flipped back up to his feet with his hands at his side, immediately forming and firing off his Genshihou toward his attackers. This was followed up by a series of jerky movements to shift the flight of the ki attack, corralling as many of this idiots within the circle as he could.

Then his flared his aura and activated Kaio-Ken; the drastic increase of his own power immediately had a positive effect on the collective ki he'd sourced, and then he turned in the direction of the older warrior. "Run! Now!"

Gokan threw his arms out and his aura seemed to be sucked away from his body, snuffed out like a flame in the wind. immediately afterward, the young Saiyan reactivated the Kaio Surge and took off running toward the old man, with the ultimate goal of moving past him and out of town toward the others.

Why?

Because Gokan just coaxed a shit ton of barbarians into a localized area and caused it to literally rain down a continuous volley of ki attacks down on the lot of them. He didn't catch all of them in the attack--no way in hell he was that powerful--but there was more than enough to put a damper on their attacks and cause a sizable distraction among the others.

It was enough to cover their escape and allow them to catch up with the others. While he would've rather stay and fight, sheer numbers weren't in their favor if they stayed.

And with any luck, when the Kagzran recovered, they'd be angry enough to leave town and search for their attackers, sparing any surviving civilians from more harm.



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That Which Drives The Plot!
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Mar 4 2017, 04:27 AM Quote


Keya
Nomadic Guardian: Keeper Of The Font! Kagzran Foe:The one who doomed Eden?
NOTES: Plot Twist part 1!
As each blast rang off, the lavender, elfen woman shivered. You'd think she'd be used to it by now, but even with all of her experience, combat was never her forte.

Especially real combat.

Sure, she'd sparred from time to time in the past, making sure her self defense skills were competent at the very least, but never anything with the intensity of what she'd currently experienced, what she had experienced for months.... Years? By the cosmos, how long had she been running at this point? Did it even matter how long it was when they seemed to be able to find her no matter where she ran, dooming planet after planet in an apparently vain attempt at keeping a megalomaniac away from an artifact of tremendous power?

Sometimes, she thought it did. Then she watched cities burn and felt the reverberation of ki blasts and punches as those native to whatever hole she decided to hide in assumed it was a good idea to protect her at all costs and allow her to escape certain death more often than not.

And she saw it here, with the native Edenian, Sasha, her name was, trying her damndest to protect Keya from harm. But as she watched the flashes of light illuminate her face behind cover, as she heard body after body fall, the woman knew that there was only so much Sasha could do to protect her.

Keya peeked her head out when her shield called out to her; she acknowledged that her actions were futile, just as many did before her over the years. But even this deadly realization didn't distract her from the thunderous explosions off in the distance as the faint peppering of blue lights came down from the sky and on to the small town. Closer still, the booms of battle were heading their way; bodies were flying. Kagzran bodies.

People were coming. She almost wanted to get her hopes up. Floating over her tiny rock, Keya formed a force field in front of her to defend against stray shots as curiosity forced her to see who was coming.

Behind the ki blasts, behind the dust, she sensed ki of a familiar... flavor. Even more noteworthy was his attire; something vaguely recognizable as being comfortable, safe. It made her breath a sigh of relief that this backwater planet even still had someone alive.

"The Guardian of this planet is still alive!?" It was hard for her to hide her excitement. "You may not need further killing; signs point to us not being here much longer..."



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Master Zam
I'm Too Old For This!!!!
The Guardian Of Eden
112 YEARS OLD
App Plotter Tracker Master Zam has 15 posts. Offline. played by SBC









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Species: Human

Occupation: Guardian of Eden

Alignment: Good

Mar 5 2017, 01:09 AM Quote


Sure, he was a crotchety old fart, but Zamael a tough, crotchety old fart. The small group of theirs was quickly overrun by the Barbarians once their illusion was broken, but so far, the group wasn't doing too bad.

He thought that even after taking an uppercut that launched him through the air. Chalk that one up to old age.

As the warrior aimed to follow up with her strike by ramming her spear into Zam's face, Eden's Guardian gestured rapidly, circulating the air around the flying woman to spin and disorient her; a momentary distraction for him to shatter her sternum with a solid knee strike. As she groaned, the elderly fighter continued to let loose on her, delivering a flurry of punches and knee strikes before ending the brief skirmish by forearm striking her with enough force to launch her into several of her allies.

It wasn't a death strike, however. That came when he used Hogosha Waza: Jishin. The ground rumbled and split beneath the pile of barbarian fighters before exploding, peppering them with stone shrapnel. He probably didn't kill all of them, but they wouldn't be bothering the lot of them any time soon.

Once he touched down on the ground, Zam unleashed his Kaiohameha several times. Kagzran were hit, Kagzran dodged. Either way, they were moved, and the group continued to beat them away and push forward. And with all signs pointing toward them nearing their destination, the sooner the better.

Zam became slightly distracted when he felt a bombardment of ki back in the town--originating from the Saiyan, surprisingly--that almost gave a Barbarian an opening to cleave his head off. But a quick refocus and surging of his ki allowed the Guardian to literally punch through the sword, down to its hilt. Quick kick to the knee to throw the barbarian off balance, palm strike to the stomach, elbow to the back of the head. And as the Kagzran fell, they were immediately snap frozen in a shroud of ice.

And as he turned back toward the fight, Zam narrowly dodged a stray shot, not from one of their enemies, but by someone off in the distance, an Arcuul. She was currently blasting away at the Barbarians, holding them at bay more than she was fighting them outright.

She was protecting someone. "We're getting close; let's move!" His aura flaring, Zam took off like a bolt of lightning, bouncing from Barbarian to Barbarian, delivering blows to floor and clear the way for everyone to catch up.

And then he saw her float up from behind some rocks she used as cover; orange hair, lavender skin. She had a sort of glow about her that was beyond anything he'd seen in his life. it was unnatural.

Was this woman Keya? She had to be, nothing else could explain it.

And as he stood, Zam was in awe. His aura immediately faded and his voice began to tremble in shock.

"Oh my God, it's God!" The man blurted.

It wasn't every day you got to see a Kaioshin in person.

Contessa Von Blau
Oracle 07: Durga
General Populace
19 YEARS OLD
App Plotter Tracker Contessa Von Blau has 108 posts. Offline. played by Mad Stylus









Character Information

Species: Oracle

Occupation: Oracle Agent

Alignment: Good

Once every enemy is broken, their is no need for a shield.
Mar 7 2017, 07:30 PM Quote


Contessa had managed to put away her scanner. Right now, it'd only be in the way. Kinetic energy sheathed her body, forming armor. Knowing the limits of their endurance, claw-blades formed from her hands.

She dove into the fighting, darting between weapons and fists like water. Punishing blows lashed out, cleaving open bodies and separating limbs. The first battle had taught her of the barbarians undying nature. Brutality was the only option, and she seemed eager to beat them at their own game.

And as the fighting intensified, she only became the more destructive. Her claws morphed into a one handed blade. Tore into them like a luminescent storm. Their was no rest, no fatigue, no stopping.

By the time they came in sight of Keya?

Their own weapons were being wielded against them. Wheels of blades spun like saws, and spears hurled of their own accord. Rocks parted, flew and smashed the unwary. She wasn't just killing them, she was using everything she had to keep the enemy at bay.

Zeke Talon

General Populace
22 YEARS OLD
App Plotter Tracker Zeke Talon has 17 posts. Offline. played by Finalsaber









Character Information

Species: Human

Occupation: Traveler

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Mar 28 2017, 04:15 PM Quote


First, the old guy zipped off towards something. Then the girl followed.

Leaving Zeke alone, with a very angry, now very confident looking horde. Apparently, they had both forgotten that he couldn't run NEARLY as fast as either of them. "Uhh.... guys? Where'd you go?" Zeke muttered to no one in particular.

Following after them was now an impossibility. There were simply too many of the barbarians around him.

Even as Zeke's mind raced through his options, he felt a pit of despair in his gut. He remembered how easily the blue woman had shattered his golem before, and she had been alone. With this many around him, even the golem would do nothing more than buy time before the inevitable.

Well. Buying time it was then. Maybe he couldn't survive, but he could turn this into one hell of a bloody mess. The golem tore it's way out of the dirt, even as Zeke unleashed flames into the oncoming horde. A giant stone hand slapped a barbarian into the dirt, even as Zeke backpeddalded away from the slice of an axe. And as Zeke drew the heat out of his attacker, a half dozen axes burried themselves to the hilt in the chest of the golem, causing it to crack and fumble as it attacked.

Even as he raged his desparte, and possibly shortlived, battle for survival, Zeke found himself really wishing he could fly.
Gokan Bushino
The Least Angry Saiyan Ever
General Populace
21 YEARS OLD
App Plotter Tracker Gokan Bushino has 26 posts. Offline. played by Cypher









Character Information

Species: Saiyan

Occupation: Seller of Cell Phones!

Alignment: Neutral Good

Apr 2 2017, 10:01 PM Quote


By time that they were clear of the town, the smoke and dust resulting from Gokan's Ki Rain was still bellowing into the the sky, a likely bonus when it came to obscuring the vision of the barbarians and hiding their movements, providing enough clearance for their travel toward the others to be practically undisturbed.

Which was quite refreshing, since the Saiyan couldn't remember the last time he'd actually ran this fast. He was going to feel all of this shit later should they actually survive this chaos long enough to even have a later. And as Gokan and the old man rushed foward, they were able to quickly catch up to the general area of where the others were--he could tell by the barbarians flying every which direction--and it was a good, hopeful sign that they were all still alive.

Though one of them was straggling behind; the same kid who kept them invisible.

Whether it was due to power or inexperience, the teenager couldn't keep up with the Guardian or the one the Guardian referred to as an Oracle, And given how straining keeping up the illusion must've been, the former monk figured that fatigue was likely a factor, and with as quickly as the Kagzran were coming up on him, fighting them solo would've been a fools errand.

It was a good thing the young man had backup.

As the teen created some sort of earthen creature, the Saiyan zoomed into the picture, delivering a vicious dropkick to one of the axe wielding barbarians that didn't end up with their weapon stuck in the animated stone. Three other Kagzran immediately rush him, forcing Gokan to sidestep a downward sword strike, hop over a spear thrust, and then block a deadly mace strike with his forearms while still in midair.

Fortunately, his current level of power was more than enough to stop the mace dead in its tracks without being tossed aside. And in a fluid motion, Gokan batted away the weapon and brought his arms down to his side before gathering a sizeable amount of ki and launching his Genshihou outward, blasting away the attackers with his ki. "Take a breather for a second, we got you!" Gokan exclaimed to the teen, "We're not dying today!"



Abram Zima

General Populace
Seventy YEARS OLD
App Plotter Tracker Abram Zima has 4 posts. Offline. played by Glennard









Character Information

Species: Human

Occupation: New Order Priest

Alignment: Neutral

May 4 2017, 05:53 PM Quote


Abram's was getting too old for this kind of shit, he could feel it in his bones as he cracked his neck with a sharp pop and exhaled as his lungs deflated, shrunk and compressed with the lack of air and from there, extended that sensation of compression across his whole body, pounding his ki into his flesh, muscle and bone, like a blacksmith shaping a piece of iron. The old man was getting too old for all this shit, the hostility and malice, and it was pissing him off to no end. "You little shits are getting on my nerves."

He grumbled, growled even as his skin sizzled with energy, flesh turning black as he removed his shirt, revealing a spiderweb of scarring across a figure that was leathery and tough, hardened with years of practice. Like it was chiseled out of hardened granite; the body of someone who's had more than his fair share of life or death battles. Refreshing to see them getting their asses readily handed back to them and by a bunch of kids no less! Oh if this were a normal situation he would have found it in himself to laugh, but there wasn't a shred of mirth on the old man's face, annoyance and scorn? definitely. These hide wearing bastards were making a mess of his home, a mess of the planet he was born on and frankly, that shit wasn't funny at all.

Adding insult to injury, one of them had fallen behind. Easy pickings for the barbarians or so you'd think.

The one who had retrieved him rushed in to help and the old man was impressed, but he wasn't far behind the Saiyan himself, keeping up with no effort at all despite the young man's youth as he tangled himself up into the fray as well, grabbing a barbarian by the wrist and twisting it up and around against his back before putting his fist through the back of the man's skull and pulping the brutes brain-pan. "Smash their goddamn skulls in kid. They'll do the same to you in a pinch."

Speaking of skull smashing, a mace blow struck with the back of Abram's head creating a resounding bang as he jerked forward a little with a shake of his head and a growl. That caught him by surprise, but the man had his full, undivided attention now as he swayed and ducked under the frenzied flailing of a man who was becoming increasingly enraged with his failure in striking a solid blow from there on out, while Abram was getting in solid blows that caved in the man's flesh with each strike, shattering bone and turning the man's armor, a thing designed to protect, into a weapon that punctured his flesh, spraying splatters of crimson into the air as he delivered a final blow to the neck, a simple chop, that all but sheared through him like a hot knife, sending his head and body to the earth in two different places. "No one's dying today. Except for these shitheads."
May Merriweather
The White Mage!
Administrator
22 YEARS OLD
App Plotter Tracker May Merriweather has 38 posts. Offline. played by May Merriweather









Character Information

Species: Arcuul

Occupation: Priestess of the New Temple, Agent of the White Hand

Alignment: Neutral Good

"Time to un-kick some butt!"
Jul 7 2017, 08:43 PM Quote


The old man. Who the heck was this old god-dodger? He called Keya a god though. Sasha looked back at the strange, pointed-eared, oddly-dressed woman she'd felt such a strong desire to protect, that she'd staked her life to protect her. She wasn't a religeous woman. God-fearing perhaps, the kind of person that was very nervous about the whole concept of heaven and hell, the whole idea of there being some... bigger fight out there. She was not a religious woman. No, she bowed her knee to no god. She had masters, but she stood before those and had recourse if they acted against her. They were people, like her. Their job was to make sure she was pointed in the right direction. Her job was to do what they decided needed doing most. That didn't make them better than her, or her better than them.

God though. That was another type of hill entirely. She seemed frozen for several critical seconds. The warriors were closing in on her, and she, leaning on her gun, seemed like a dead dog waiting for the end at the business end of their axes and fury. This fight wasn't about men. It was about gods and monsters. That was the guardian standing over there, and these men, these... Lunatics were not reasonable beings - they might as well have been demons. Only then did things sink in for Iron Bitch Sasha. This was bigger than a random invasion. She couldn't have processed all that consciously in those few seconds, though - nobody she could think of could. But she was like a kid reaching for the cookie jar, just barely able to touch it with her fingertips.

A couple things could happen to her at this point - either she could be like the kid whom the jar fell on - die in this fight. She could be the kid that just wound up pushing the jar back onto the shelf - run away. Or she could have herself a damn cookie - NOT get creamed by the horde that even now was convening on them. Blood was in the water, and the sharks were coming, from far and wide, to get a taste of that action.

A soldier thinks a certain way. Step 1: Establish priorities.

Priority 1: Not get killed. Her eyes snapped up, and veils pulsed out on her neck, her pupils dilated, her aura spiked, and she turned [i]black as a scorched sky[/i as she let out a ripping snarl, very like a wolf. Axes hit her. Like, six of them, at the same time. She won. she didn't lift a finger, and they rebounded off her body, blades cracking. Hey body hurt all over, but suddenly, she had a weapon, and they, steel shards flying in slow motion around her, did not.

A huge share of the ki she'd used to harden her body to that extent flew into her hand, and she brought the Grenade she'd formed simply to the ground. Her world briefly became a confusing jumble as a result of this, but the detonation was catastrophic for her attackers. Maybe not deadly.

Not yet. Sasha rose. Her marine's tunic was cut in several places, and her body shone like gleaming obsidian as, almost slow in the diluted burst of seconds, she took aim. Her vision swam, but she was used to this sensation. She'd trained. She'd practiced taking shells, and practiced holding her Grenade in her hand as a melee weapon. This was routine for her. The first shot hit one of the flying barbarians in sternum. Right through their body, and out the other side, but by then the bullet had flattened considerably. She swung her instrument of death with professional precision, and plugged another's head clean from his shoulders as he'd caught himself in a rolling tumble. A third was closer than those two, and soaked a point blank shot, removing what used to be his chest cavity entirely for him as the ki-empowered cartridge annihilated his flesh.

Then an Axe caught Sasha in the back. The pain didn't even register - it was just... suddenly, she couldn't feel her legs anymore. She was driven to her knees by that. The gun left her fingers, and she drew her holdout on trained reflex, and pulled the barbarian who had struck her in, almost intimately. She blew his fucking head off, her face dispassionate, cold as ice. Another replaced him, and wrenched her arm savagely. She couldn't feel it break, but it left her world. Her other hand went to her knife, and she stuck it in that guy's eye.

Sasha went down. She went down hard. She was the kid whom the cookie jar fell on, after all.

Shit.
Veil
White Mage
General Populace
17 YEARS OLD
App Plotter Tracker Veil has 9 posts. Offline. played by Veil









Character Information

Species: Arcuul (Lunus Midori)

Occupation: Student

Alignment: Neutral Good

Jul 7 2017, 09:15 PM Quote


And then, a burning figure dropped into the center of the fray, over the woman. Feet landed on either side of the soldier's chest, and a hand helped nullify dropping momentum beside the broken warrior's head, in the midst of slavering barbarians, eager for blood. For a moment, the burning figure could have been one of them, with blazing red ki, but... it wasn't really an aura. It was hair - red as a carnation, wild and long. Its face was white as bone, with red markings on the eyes, styled after a vulpine Noh mask. The pun of it was, it actually WAS a fox.

The vulpine grabbed the other Arcuul's shirt, and jerked. Then she, and the barbarians' prey, were abruptly about ten feet away from that spot, Sasha's body limp at this point - she was in shock, Veil noted calmly, in a clinical sort of detachment. She and Keya were now maybe a foot apart. She didn't have time for empathy - she had to save these people from these... these monsters! And she sure as hell couldn't fight them.

Ok, so what WAS her idea, smartie pants? She'd gotten herself in this situation. She'd stuck her neck out for a complete stranger. AGAIN. And now if she wasn't careful -- a battle roar rocked the barbarians denied their kill, a fury she not only heard, but felt -- SH-SHE'D BE FOX STEW!! YEP!

She delved into Clarity, as quickly as she could. She pushed away fear, pushed away doubt, pushed away pain, and took it from Sasha. Her mind had been pushing away reality these last few seconds - it was absolutely convinced it had been about to die. It had been! That was different now.

Veil saw a woman in there, a little girl bravely facing a coming storm, a great wave that, when it broke shore from where it stood on the distance, would break her. She took that little girl's hand, and squoze tight. Sasha, young sasha, looked up into her brother's face, and was led to safety. The soldier came to, and everything was crystal clear for her. Veil held her there in that clarity. She could see Sasha's remaining functional hand already grabbing a pistol from her boot - which Veil noticed in a moment that would probably wake her up later in a nightmare was right beside her head - And though one eye was full of blood, the warrior began to fire into the crowd of barbarians that even now were charging.

Veil's eyes flashed under the fox mask, and the air around the three surged with a ki that was on the other end of the spectrum of rage entirely. This strength had nothing to do with... well, strength. It was strength on the other side of weakness. It wasn't meeting force with force. It was simply being tough enough to withstand it. She, Sasha, Keya, the ground around them, the blades of grass at their feet, their hair swaying in the wind, for about eight feet in every direction became black steel. The Fox's ki became armor, a shield, for everything in that circle.

Having failed their assaults so far with weapons, the barbarians cut loose on the trio with their ki, with the intention of omni-hecking everything in the area in their blind, stupid rage. Veil cried out, fighting for serenity, for protection, that her strength could hold out against something so overwhelming. She screamed in defiance, in terror, and gave it her all - pushed the Black Mountain to the furthest she'd ever dared thus far. Plants were torn up, the landscape blasted, and dust rose high into the air as several of the barbarians unleashed their combined destructive fury on the trio below, hands outstretched as they projected blast after blast of ki.
Markus
Host of the Inferno
General Populace
22 YEARS OLD
App Plotter Tracker Markus has 39 posts. Offline. played by Markus









Character Information

Species: Human

Occupation: Monster Hunter

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Dragons don't exist in this world, but I suppose we're close enough.
Jul 11 2017, 07:00 AM Quote


He wasn't supposed to be here. Not today, anyway. A blow from the side of a sword sent to bounty hunter sprawling through the air, his spirit companion having been unable to warn him in time. "Sorry about that Markus, didn't see him coming." As Suzaku apologized, Markus stabilized himself in the sky, surrounded in the emerald flames of his Phoenix Shroud. The blow was mostly cushsioned, but there was still some pain. "And the matter of what to do with you...." He and the barbarian stated stared at each other for a few moments, neither one moving. Until the barbarian went to scream with rage.

Markus didn't like the way it sounded. With a foothold of green formed behind him, he pushed off and planted his fist squarely in the enemies jaw. Followed quickly by a knee to the gut, the thrust from his flames allowing the force to dent the armor of his foe. He went to swing the blade at Markus, but Suzaku closed that option, encircling the arm in restrictive fire.

"Take him to town Markus." The Hunter gripped the barbarian tight, flying fast and spreading the flames around the barbarian, limiting any resistance to zero. Dragging the screaming lump of green and holes of red along with him to the city. He was grinning wide as more came into view. "There are more battles Markus, make a left." He took the spirits order and made a sharp turn, dragging the rage monster through the side of a building, making a trench in it. He soon spotted a group of them, shooting at.... something. He didn't much like the looks of that, so he did what he thought was right.

A few embers of green jumped off of him, expanding into a group of about twelve vehicle sized birds that speed ahead of him, swooping into the group and exploding in brilliant verdant heat. Soon joined by Markus driving his captive about six feet deep into the pavement and then exploding himself. The barbarian trapped in the coffin of flame no longer screaming, Markus pulled in all the flame he'd sent down here, gathering it all between his palms as it shifted to blue, and then expanded outward in a swirling dome of blue that swallowed up and made ash of whatever was caught inside.

Markus stood at the center, grinning at the azure tinted world of the inferno raging around him.
NPC
That Which Drives The Plot!
Omnidirectional Narrative Puppet
YEARS OLD
App Plotter Tracker NPC has 16 posts. Offline. played by SBC









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Aug 19 2017, 01:06 AM Quote


The Kagzran!!!
Violence Personified: The Barbarian Horde! Danger Awaits!:Fear Rage!
NOTES: Battle Reprieve!

The intensity of the counter attacks were great, greater than this legion of the Kagzran anticipated; greater than they could deal with. The Saiyan and the old man mowed through their numbers within the town, and deep in the forest, the telekinetic cut through swaths of the Barbarian crowd with her might, allowing the Guardian and the Arcuul to defend the front and protect Keya from any significant harm.

And as two others made their presence known in the battle, it became abruptly clear that, for the time being, these assembled warriors were succeeding where they hadn't earlier. Kagzran warriors, battered and bloody, remained on the ground where they lay following all manner of attack; ki and physical. There was no rapid return from to their feet, bodies regenerating as they siphoned more of their Rage to keep themselves in the fight. No, those that were dead, continued to be dead. Many gravely injured stayed as such, their burning hot ki unable to restore them to fighting states.

And so, what Kagzran that could get to their feet, those not injured but seeing the writing on the wall, opting for a retreat. This was not a full scale retreat; these warriors were not fleeing the battle outright. Those that could took to the skies, and those unable crawled and sprinted their way to safety. In spite of what their opponents may have believed based on their demeanor, the Barbarians were not dumb, and knew that they did not have the numbers here that they did elsewhere, and there was not a way for them to continue to win this battle in their current condition.

So instead, they would stay back, catch a second wind, and utilize their Rage to recover. Then, and only then, would they retaliate for the losses delivered to them in this forest.

Unfortunately for the dozen or so stragglers left behind, surrounded or under pressure from attacks, they would not benefit from this recovery. They would most likely fall in this battle.

But their Kagzran would avenge them.

Gokan Bushino
The Least Angry Saiyan Ever
General Populace
21 YEARS OLD
App Plotter Tracker Gokan Bushino has 26 posts. Offline. played by Cypher









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Species: Saiyan

Occupation: Seller of Cell Phones!

Alignment: Neutral Good

Aug 19 2017, 02:03 AM Quote


As the old man literally put his fist through one of the Barbarians, Gokan received a similar blow himself. No fleshy particulate matter flew from his body following the blow, but there was more than enough force behind it to launch him a good thirty feet away from where he once stood; his body coming to a stop after a hard backward skid.

The alien..... thing that punched him was shrouded in their crimson aura as they took flight, aiming to finish off the former monk with a series of follow up blows. Gokan, fortunately, was relatively unphased by the earlier strike and was able to bob and weave around the strikes before he pivoted into position, striking with a solid uppercut into the Barbarian's ribcage. The words of the old man repeated in his head at that moment: "Smash their goddamn skulls in..." the man told him.

How much power would that take, to cross that line? Just how much stronger was he than the average rampaging warrior? Did he even have the strength to do more than stagger, stun, and injure? Could he kill one of them? Did he even want to? The Saiyan had only encountered lethal combat once before this invasion began; he was a foolish teenager with an apparent death wish in his hunt for those who stole his parents from them. He killed his targets that day, and barely made it out alive at the end of it, and it was then that, while he could punch someone until they were dizzy and vomiting, he could never truly bring himself back to that level of malice, not willingly.

Even though these guys wouldn't hesitate to gut him alive --one already had-- going all the way and taking another life wasn't something he could push himself into doing. So, instead of killing, he simply drilled the Kagzran in the ribs once more before he backed away and unleashed a dazzling Genshihou from point blank range. The alien flew away, and Gokan lunged toward some more Barbarians, unleashing a highly choreographed dance of punches and knees as his aura flared around him, highlighting his movements as he downed four enemies in rapid succession.

"Killing isn't my thing," Gokan muttered as he wiped some sweat from his brow with his black wristband, "Did it once. Can't bring myself to do it again. Punching these guys unconscious works well enough for me."

He sighed as he glanced over at the old man and the teen he helped earlier before he began to notice that some of the barbarians were retreating. He could give chase, but he would take this momentary reprieve while he could.

The longer he could last without having to resort to the Surge in order to make up for anything, the better he'd be.

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