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| Gatz | Nov 2 2014, 09:45 PM Post #11 |
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"Stay where you belong freak and that is beneath the beast." The Android Terror smirked with a sadistic pleasure that coarse through his veins when he watched how the teen boy's body crashed into the cars below. It only took one shot to the face for the teen freak to realize he was out matched. The moment of fear he saw in the crimson fuck's eyes was the type of emotion the android terror yearned to evoke from his opponents. The sensation of fear made the terror stronger. He was like an animal pouncing on his prey's weakness. Folding his arms in arrogance, he hoped that his girl was watching just because it added the extra icing to the cake. He was the beast that no would fucked with, and this meant his belongings too. "Pathetic. You talked all that shit just to get your ass handed to ya." His face twitched when he suddenly sensed his wife's increasing fear. What was she worried about? Her being stressed didn't help him at all. He had everything under control. He was unaware that she had talked on the phone with someone who he despised, but needed because of her skills. Since the future android bullshit, he had her build devices that would detect intruders who wanted to take what was his. The BBA were determined to take his wife and experiment on her like they had done to his future self's wife. He vowed for that shit to happen again because he knew the ultimate price for that would be the demise of the planet. Not only would be a ruthless killer without Chichi, but she would be turned into a monster with just as much hatred in her heart as him. She was far from a monster and a beast. She was the innocence he wanted to protect, and his heart that he often liked to describe as "his actual heart." She was what gave him a conscience, and the reason he didn't rip the heart out of the teen freak before him. However, he had no clue as to why Chichi was worried or to the fact that she was paranoid by the surroundings. {Why the hell is she so worried? This kid ain't got a chance against me. She should know this, but hell she is probably scared for the kid knowing her. I don't blame her. This freak is going to get an ass kicking of a lifetime. I will send his ass straight to hell for attacking her earlier. Attacking what is mine, is un-fucking-forgivable!} Despite her being his biggest strength because she could send a surge of egotistical power through him like no other, she was also his ultimate weakness. The distraction paid big for the teen saiyan who connected with another punch into his face. The terror's face jerked to the side in a gruesome manner. His face twisted to the side harder than before, but this time the teen came with a second attack that caused the terror to lean forward from the gut punch. His teeth grit from the sensation of his insides getting twisted from the punch. He spat out some salvia in the process. The painful sensation was pleasurable, but it still did a number on him. It made him mad that the teen even got a single punch on him. The saiyan had grown significantly stronger since the crash into the car. Taking in the teen's scent, he knew why the kid got stronger since the last strike. He had been around enough hybrids and full ones to know what he was. He growled with irritation and electrical, red currents crackled from his body. "I fucking hate you saiyans. Get the fuck out of my face!" He recovered from the gut punch. HIs hand thrust forward. In a split second, he sent a powerful, crimson blast towards the saiyan at point blank range. WC: 687 TWC: 3,170 Edited by Gatz, Nov 3 2014, 01:11 PM.
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| Dart | Nov 3 2014, 08:06 PM Post #12 |
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Dart kept focused on his attack at hand. The distraction paid good. His hand made it's mark with the first punch, feeling the skin of his opponent before following up with the hook. He put a bunch of power into that hook, and it was good to see the attack actually pay off. Distraction or not, it was a good attack. Not only was it on his mark, but he could feel his opponent's body through the punch. It wasn't normal, but he could feel that it did damage. The teenager's Saiyan side began to take more control. The contact of his punches connected just unleashed his blood thirst for fighting, and a good challenge. Yes, it was something Saiyans loved. They loved fighting and proving their selves. This was a feeling Dart could never control. He had morals still, but when it came to a good battle, that would be the only thing he would focus on. Gravity started taking it's course to the teen after his combo, however it didn't work fast enough. Gatz seemed to be irritated that the combo went through, which was shown by a red electrical current flowing around his body. The man would yell something and shot forward a powerful crimson blast. The teenager's face would light up from the red energy, and his eyes would shot open. The teen would raise his arms in order to create a cross block. The crimson blast impacted with the guard, and sent the kid flying into the street again. It caused a very small crater from the teenager coming in contact with the ground. A cloud of debris would rise up for a mere second. However, the dust would clear only to reveal a small orb of blue energy in the teenager's right hand. It matched the intensity from the boy's cerulean eyes as he stared at the Android Terror. The jacket the kid wore was a bit torn now. Even though the teenager was strong, that didn't mean the fabric of his clothing was too. The blue orb of energy seemed to have a pulse of it's own, as the teen did continue to stare at Gatz. He did remember what the man yelled before blasting, and would reply to that statement from before. “My mom was a Saiyan!!! You're dead!” What the kid yelled was short, and actually cold compared to what he would normally say. Why? His mom was a Saiyan and she died from strange causes that the boy didn't even know the real reason as to what took her life. He loved his mom and that was basically the only Saiyan he had a chance of 'knowing'. For Gatz to say something that rude basically made Dart think about his mom, and feel that she was disrespected. First this guy wants to take his anger out on people, then insult his mom? The teenager wasn't going to take it. A vein could be seen bulging out of the teenager's right side of his neck. It would bulge from the shoulder until it reached his jaw. “Take this!” he yelled, pushing his right hand with the blue orb of energy forward, releasing a ki wave. The ball would basically explode into a beam of blue energy which was sent toward Gatz. The hybrid planned on things getting much heated now. He wasn't going to let anything distract him from shutting this guy up. However, in the back of his mind, he couldn't help but think about Gatz's woman. Just for the record, Dart had no intent of looking for love, in fact he didn't love anyone at all, unless they were family, and knowing his background would mean he only loves one person, probably. He would wonder if Gatz's girl was safe from harm and all that jazz. Sure he didn't really have to care, but he still was a good dude. Even though he did kind of worried about Chi-Chi, he wasn't going to let that stop him from blasting the fuck out of his opponent once given the chance. Word Count: 680 Total Word Count: 2,917 |
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| Gatz | Nov 6 2014, 09:49 AM Post #13 |
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Gatz folded his arms across his chest arrogantly after he sent the saiyan teen towards the pavement again. The saiyan, despite being outclassed, was better than the android terror first predicted. He his dark, cold gaze on the freak below who rose from the pavement. The teen freak's jacket was already torn. Their glares locked. It was like the teen was staring into the abyss when he locked eyes with the killer android. He was challenging the beast, and the beast would put him in his place once again. The android terror inhaled like a hungry animal. His nostrils flared at the sensation of fear that his wife evoked below him. It was driving his over protective nature and causing him to feel more powerful. Normally, fear from his victims only made him stronger. The android terror licked his lips at the sensation. With his wife's fear, which he sensed, it only made him wilder. The rush of fear sent a surge of feel good adrenaline through his veins that caused his muscles to flex beneath his fancy, white shirt. His girl begged and needed his protection. She needed his beast. "They" needed their beast as he sensed his seeded offspring inside of her. It made the beast feel like an untouchable emperor. As for the fuck, he was dead for even looking at her. The saiyan rookie shouted angrily at the android. He tilted his head in a sadistic manner because he didn't give two fucks who the freak's mother. The fact that the saiyan tried to attack his wife and the mother of his offspring was a death sentence. “My mom was a Saiyan!!! You're dead!” "Your mom is as worthless as you are. I'll make sure you to end you so the both of you can rot in fucking hell together. You can thank me later freak." He replied with a cold, sinister tone that would send shivers done anyone's spine. This teen didn't look scared and probably because he was dumb or he was truly missing his useless mother. He felt the teen's immense power surge which further enhanced the terror's drive to overpower the rookie. The android terror felt no remorse for the teen's loss because the teen was just as bad as whatever happed to his mother. He didn't feel an ounce of regret for what he said because, in beast killer's eyes, the teen deserved it. The inexperienced saiyan tried to attack what belonged to the tan android. The second he sent that blast towards his girl's direction was the moment the teen was dead. When someone messed with what was his, one guaranteed their grave. “Take this!” he yelled, pushing his right hand with the blue orb of energy forward, releasing a ki wave. The ball would basically explode into a beam of blue energy which was sent toward Gatz. The hybrid planned on things getting much heated now. He wasn't going to let anything distract him from shutting this guy up. Gatz appeared to be not ready when the freak fired off a blue orb of energy forward. It was a ki wave exploded into a beam of blue energy. Acting if if he wasn't ready, he smirked at the last second when he saw the blast right in his face. He wanted to take it head on. His arms remained at his sides because he was cocky. He wanted to scare the fuck out of the adolescent saiyan. The beam engulfed the android, and it was stronger than he anticipated because of his arrogance. The teen's anger increased his power with every blow. The blue beam burned at his tanned face like flames. It ripped parts of his expensive, white dress shirt in the process too. With a power surge, he canceled out the blue beam. The beam dissipated. Through the smoke that remained, the android terror floated with his arms still at his sides. He grit his teeth momentarily and allowed the pain the soak into his skin. His reddened skin returned to its normal tan color. Staring down at his dress shirt that now had random holes in it, he cracked his neck in annoyance. His wife may have been pleading with him, but he heard no word of it. His death-like eyes set on the saiyan who tore at his expensive shirt. He could buy another one, but it was the principle of the matter. "This shirt is worth more than your fucking life." With that comment, he lunged forward through the air. He flew at the teen. This time the android terror went a slug fest of a punch. However, it was not his fist that would connect with the teen if the teen was unable to block. Instead, the android terror purposely missed with his fist and used his elbow to slash at the saiyan's cheek. ![]() Whether the first elbow slice hit or not, the android terror then proceeded to use his free arm send another smashing elbow strike at the teen's forehead. ![]() WC: 883 TwC: 4,053 Edited by Gatz, Nov 6 2014, 10:41 AM.
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| Bel Zephyra | Nov 6 2014, 10:58 AM Post #14 |
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Chi-chi rested her hands on her hips while the fight raged on. She winced when she saw the teenage boy crash into the floor again. Her enlarged black eyes twinkled with hope that the teen was not more injured than he needed to be. She sighed at the situation. While her husband gloated and fought, in what he thought was fo her safety, she was worried about the possible danger that truly existed. The teenager only seemed to attack them because he was concerned. She could not get her husband to see the truth. Once again, she saw the teenager rise to his feet. He was determined to show her husband who was boss. Though the teenager was strong and honorable, she did not want him to shed anymore pointless blood. "Please! Gatz you need to stop this." She tried to get him to stop, yet her words were drowned out by the sounds of the stadium that was not too far from the high way she currently stood on. The highway, which was littered with cars, now looked like a grave yard sight because of how everyone abandoned their vehicles. She stood in the middle of the highway and alone. The only other individual who remained by her was the limo driver was unconscious. He was the reason this all started. She heard the boy shout at Gatz for speaking badly about the boy's mother. Her eyes closed in embarrassment when her husband's coldness came forth. "Why must you be so mean Gatz?" She muttered to herself in disbelief. The mother felt sadness for the boy because of his loss. As for her husband, she could be ruthless at times to the point that she sometimes wondered why he had to be that way. Those around her did not see what she saw in the chilling man. Despite his rugged exterior, he had a softness deep,...very, very, very, very deep within. She understood his need to be harsh. Her husband was merely trying to protect her and now their child from the darkness. Unfortunately, the boy he was fighting was not dark The boy had a good heart from what she sensed. Her husband's overprotective nature could not see what she saw. Once again, she did not fault her aggressive, brute of a man for his meanness. There had been several attempts on her life in recent months by strangers similar to the boy. The teenager fired an energy beam at Gatz. Her eyes squinted with how bright the beam was. Her arrogant husband took the beam straight on. Internally, she worried for her husband's safety. When the smoke cleared, he was still standing and his shirt was torn in several places. The two men remained floating a couple feet above her. Seeing her husband's anger, she wanted to revert his attention to her. The fight had no reason to continue. Looking out for the teen boy's safety too, she decided to complain. The boy was eager to fight, but she was more eager to go shopping. She wanted to complain to the point that her husband would have no choice, but to comply. "Ugh, Gatz! I am tired of waiting. I want to go shopping right now! You promised me we would go. YOU PROMISED ME!" She shouted at him, yet he seemed to ignore her. Her eyes narrowed because she wanted to get him to react. The shouting took a number on her. Resting a hand on her belly, she sighed in exhaustion. The shouting was not in her best interest. Rather then shout more, she leaned her back against a car and allowed the two men to beat the stuffing out of one another. Her husband's jacket remained in her arms. She figured that if she let them beat each other senseless that eventually she would be taken shopping. In the meantime, she had her senses sharpened due to the danger that might be lurking.... WC: 712 TWC: 2,716 Edited by Bel Zephyra, Nov 6 2014, 10:59 AM.
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| Dart | Nov 8 2014, 08:10 PM Post #15 |
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"Your mom is as worthless as you are. I'll make sure you to end you so the both of you can rot in fucking hell together. You can thank me later freak." The man replied before Dart fired off the beam of ki. Not only did this statement pissed the teenager off, but caused him to put more force into his beam. The teen was confident that the beam would damage his opponent, but he was sure that the beam wouldn't beat the guy in one hit. The battle was going to be a long one if Dart wanted a victory in his favor. The Android Terror seemed a bit off guard when the ki beam was fired. Dart wasn't going to stop the beam just because his opponent didn't see it coming. The beam would engulf the man until a power surge canceled the beam which created smoke. The teenager's eyes shot open. It was crazy how powerful this man was, and even with the cloud of smoke, the teenager could see the man's body drop down as if nothing happened. There was only a few cosmetic issues when it came to his expensive shirt, but the beam seemed to not do any damage. “What the heck?” Dart muttered as he seen the man take on his beam. Sure the kid wasn't that strong, but he didn't expect his opponent to be on another level like that. He would hear Chi-Chi yelling something in the background, but he didn't pay it much mind either. Of course normally he would care, but the battle was getting even more heated up. It was time to kick it up another notch. His cerulean eyes would match his opponent's again as the Android Terror spoke. "This shirt is worth more than your fucking life." “And this ass whopping is how I'm going to pay you back!” Dart yelled in reply to Gatz. This was going to get intense. Even though Gatz power was on another level, they were both a lot stronger than the average human, heck basically they were untouchable by average humans. Gatz would lunge forward, shooting a hand toward Dart. The boy would raise his forearms in front of his face to block the punch, however after a mere second, he couldn't feel the impact of the punch. Instead, he would feel the impact of an elbow. His guard held up to block the elbow, but the brute force of his opponent broke the teenager's guard and left a throbbing pain in the kid's arms. The teenager didn't have much time to recover because the Android Terror rushed in for a second attack. The second attack would be an overhead elbow. The strike would connect, actually connecting with the kid's forehead, right on his cut from the headbutt earlier. The force would cause the teenager's vision to go blank for a second, making him fall down again. He could feel that same red liquid running down the sides of his cheeks all the way to the bottom of his ears. Once again he was laying on the street. It was crazy how his opponent was so strong. Sure the kid got in some good hits, but he wasn't able to knock the Android Terror down. As the kid laid there for what seemed to be a second, he thought about a lot of things. He was a very emotional kid, especially when it came to fights. While he was in this state, he would think about how his mother used to train with him. The teen's memories would then go to when Gatz talked about the kid's mother. Dart's mom was a great motivation for the kid to become the strongest. He wasn't going to lose his way on his path, even if that meant fighting until he was literally dust. “What the heck?!!!” the teenager yelled as he laid on the pavement. He would be seen clenching his fist as hard as he could. He was obviously getting extremely angry. The teenager was mad because he couldn't knock Gatz down, and basically he couldn't back up his trash talk. This was starting to really piss him off. Just like with Uub, Dart never gave up until the very end, even in a training match. In his mind, if he didn't train like every match was his last, he would never gain anything. The teenager's eyes would shoot open. If Gatz didn't move, he would have to watch out for a leg sweep. To leg sweep the Android, he would lean over to one side, and use his hand to hold his body up, while using the opposite leg to send a kick to his opponent's shin. If he was able to leg sweep Gatz, or trip him up, the teenager would push off that same hand and jump back to get some distance. Blood would still run down the teenager's face, but he would be in his boxer-like stance. His breathing would begin to slow down, giving him a second to recover. He wasn't planning on attack, he was going to wait for his opponent to attack. Even if the man had more power, and speed, the teenager was going to test how skillful his opponent was. The plan? Counter his opponent's next attack. No matter how fast the next attack was, he had to counter it somehow with something wrong. He did want a close up battle. A huge grin would be on the teenager's face if he was able to get the distance he wanted, and able to get into his stance. “I won't give up!” he yelled. “I'm not going to die here, so I hope you're not afraid of losing cause I'm not going down! I can promise you that!” The kid had some drive, he was far from a quitter regardless of who he fought. He had nothing else going for him anyway, so his goal was to become the strongest. He couldn't be scared to fight people better than him. Word Count: 1,007 Total Word Count: 3,924 |
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| Gatz | Nov 8 2014, 08:53 PM Post #16 |
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“What the heck!” The Android Terror landed on the highway street swiftly. His arms folded across his muscled chest in arrogantly. The teenager was knocked to the ground for the third time. He heard the saiyan kid's outburst that caused him to smirk. “What's the matter freak? You finally realize you're weak as shit and that you don't got a chance in hell against me.” He commented with salaciousness and rudeness. His smirk never dissipated as he watched the teen struggle to get back on his feet. It appeared that the teen was trying to pump himself up. It did not matter what the teen saiyan did though. He was outclassed. Glancing back at his wife, he noticed how impatient she had become. “Don't worry. This won't go on for much longer.” He promised her. Cockily, he stalked over to the boy because he was prepared toe end him. His steps were slow and long as if he were taking in how to kill his opponent. The closer he got the more frustration he saw from the teenager's face. In the background, he thought he heard his wife tell him not to, but she had no say. After the teen tried to attack her and his offspring inside of her, he wanted to send a clear message. There was not a soul on the planet who fucked with what was his and lived to tell about it. Once the cold blood killer got close enough, the saiyan rose to his feet and attempted to leg sweep the terror. He read it and back flipped a second before the leg sweep connected. The kid almost got a quick one on him. After back flipping to get away from the leg trip, the tan android landed on his feet. His chilling, black eyes set themselves on the bloodied teen who still had fight in him. It was stupid mistake. The more the teen resisted the more pain he would be in. “I won't give up! I'm not going to die here, so I hope you're not afraid of losing cause I'm not going down! I can promise you that!” The android killer cracked the kinks out of neck because the saiyan freak's determination began to annoy him. The kid had balls that much was true. The teen's attitude irritated him because he sensed that his wife was growing increasingly impatient since he promised her to take her to the mall. While he was thrilled in kicking the saiyan teen's ass and his instincts yearned to kill him, he knew his wife had waited for this day to go shopping with him. He was usually busy with the amount of working hours he had to put in order to keep the BBA and RRA off their asses. They were after her, and he would stop at nothing to keep her safe. The teen boy was another countless list of idiots that he had to deal with. The trash on the planet was endless, but one day the terror was certain he would get rid of it. “You act like you have a fucking choice. You're dead because I say you're dead.” He repeated himself when the teenager tried to act brave. “I'm not afraid of losing because I don't fucking lose especially to some monkey ass tail. It's garbage like you that plagues this planet and the reason why the android terror has to be around. It's a good thing I know how to take out the trash and that's exactly what I am going to do. You ain't walking away alive kid.” The android terror's eyes glowed a blood lust red. In an instant, he shot off a pair of eye beams that were directed at the teen's knee caps. He wanted to cripple him before he truly destroyed him. ![]() WC: 670 TWC: 4,723 Edited by Gatz, Nov 8 2014, 08:54 PM.
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| Bel Zephyra | Nov 8 2014, 09:12 PM Post #17 |
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"This has gone too far Gatz!" Chi-chi shouted at Gatz when she saw that the teenager was sent to the pavement for the third time. The boy was hurt and his face blooded. Her black eyes fell on Gatz who descended from the sky and landed in front of her. He turned his attention on her for a second. He told that they would go shopping soon. While she did want to go shopping, she did not want to see someone die in front of her. Her husband was set on his ways. Her hand rested on her stomach to ease the slight pain she felt from the pregnancy. It was almost as if Anju was upset with the fight as much as her. Her head shook because she was not sure what she could do to stop him. "Gatz, I am tired of waiting. He is hurt. There is no reason to fight him anymore. You taught him a lesson. I don't want to be out here in the middle of the street." Her comments were because the news she received from Emmie on Gatz's cell phone. There might have been a BBA general close by. With her motherly instincts at their highest peak, she was worried. Her black eyes settled on the boy who shouted with strength at her husband. He was a strong boy and definitely one that would not give in to her husband's vicious nature. She saw the boy rise to his feet again. He tried to sweep Gatz off his feet, but her husband back flipped before the sweep connected. The boy stood bravely. He voiced out that he would not give up and that her husband would face defeat. It was a bold claim, but the moment the teenager issued the challenge she stomped her foot. She was annoyed. Her eyes narrowed at both of the men because they wanted nothing more than to ruin her night of shopping. A strange elderly man approached the long haired raven. His finger lightly tapped her shoulder to get her attention. "Excuse me Ms. Do you have the time?" The old man was the only person within a half a mile radius. In between all the stranded cars, he looked like a fish out of water. ![]() Chi-chi did not take sight of the eye lasers that Gatz shot off because she had turned her attention to the man that asked her for the time. Her attention turned to the voice that spoke to her. When she turned, she noticed that it was an old man that was dressed in what appeared to be a military uniform and white giggles. It was older so he must have been a veteran pilot of some kind. Since he had asked for the time, she politely responded to him with a correct response. "It's 7. You should probably leave. It's not safe here." She said politely. The older man tried not to smile at her answer. "If it is not safe here, then you should come with me. A pretty lady should not be out here in the dark alone especially with two men over there." He stood next to her and studied her appearance for a couple of seconds. It was as if she were waiting for the right moment. The Ox Princess realized the old man might be senile considering he was out in the street alone and asked her for the time. Keeping calm, she replied to his concern. "I am fine. One of them is my husband and the other well I don't know who he is. I don't know why men always have to be this way. I want to go shopping." She commented with a hint of annoyance in her tone. Her arms folded across her chest. She did not seen to take concern to the man standing next to her because she was attuned to the fight before her. The old man watched the fight. "I see." He stood next to her. {That's right General G. Slip up just once like you always do when General W is around. You're still as careless as you've always been. The strong don't always come out on top like you like to think. It's always the most experience who win. You've already lost sight of your pretty possession and so the victory is already mine to claim.} General W folded his arms across his back. Patiently, he waited for his chance to do what he willed with the target standing next t ohim. WC: 799 TWC: 3,515 Edited by Bel Zephyra, Nov 8 2014, 09:15 PM.
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| Alin | Nov 19 2014, 12:30 AM Post #18 |
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Gatz: +495,000 PL +23.5 AEP +5.6 TP +4,700 Zeni Paul: +78,750 PL +2.35 TP Chi-chi: +400,000 PL +4.2 TP +3,500 Zeni Torn: +63,750 PL +1.75 TP |
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