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[02] [Open] ♚ All Aboard the Pain Train
Who:
bigbingoattack,
capforthat, and YOU. Open to fighters or spectators!
When: Backdated to 1/22 (6/17)
Where: CERES Gardens
What: Immediately following this network post where Vegeta called out to fellow fighters.
Rating/Warning: Fighting, likely to contain violence, blood, and foul language
Important Note: Do not feel obligated to reply! I am more than happy to handwave any fights between characters. But if you do want to proceed, feel free to get in touch with me so we can talk things out. I am not completely familiar with all of the characters in the game and their various abilities, so I'd love to hear from you before we jump into things. You can contact me through any of these ways.
Option A. ROUND 1--FIGHT
[Vegeta was waiting.
The Saiyan was hovering above the gardens, about ten feet or so off of the ground, arms crossed over his muscled chest and his expression as stone-faced as ever. The anticipation for battle was beginning to tingle up his spine, but the man remained quiet and calm.
It wouldn't be too much longer.]
Option B. No fighting in the bleachers
[...or benches, more accurately. Bulma was seated on a bench with her hands cupped around a hot drink. Her eyes followed the fighting with keen interest, excitement even, and apparently without concern. She was confident that today's matches would be, if not fair (how could they be when a Saiyan was involved?), at least honorable.
Abruptly, she leaped to her feet and cupped a hand around her mouth to shout,] WOOHOO! GO GET'EM HONEY! KICK HIS FACE IN!!
Option C. Wildcard.
[Go nuts! If you'd like to start threads between other characters or try to brawl with some of the other fighters showing up, go for it!]
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When: Backdated to 1/22 (6/17)
Where: CERES Gardens
What: Immediately following this network post where Vegeta called out to fellow fighters.
Rating/Warning: Fighting, likely to contain violence, blood, and foul language
Important Note: Do not feel obligated to reply! I am more than happy to handwave any fights between characters. But if you do want to proceed, feel free to get in touch with me so we can talk things out. I am not completely familiar with all of the characters in the game and their various abilities, so I'd love to hear from you before we jump into things. You can contact me through any of these ways.
Option A. ROUND 1--FIGHT
[Vegeta was waiting.
The Saiyan was hovering above the gardens, about ten feet or so off of the ground, arms crossed over his muscled chest and his expression as stone-faced as ever. The anticipation for battle was beginning to tingle up his spine, but the man remained quiet and calm.
It wouldn't be too much longer.]
Option B. No fighting in the bleachers
[...or benches, more accurately. Bulma was seated on a bench with her hands cupped around a hot drink. Her eyes followed the fighting with keen interest, excitement even, and apparently without concern. She was confident that today's matches would be, if not fair (how could they be when a Saiyan was involved?), at least honorable.
Abruptly, she leaped to her feet and cupped a hand around her mouth to shout,] WOOHOO! GO GET'EM HONEY! KICK HIS FACE IN!!
Option C. Wildcard.
[Go nuts! If you'd like to start threads between other characters or try to brawl with some of the other fighters showing up, go for it!]
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[Namur pushes a button on what looks like a wristwatch, then leaps forward, a small patch of frost where his foot pushed against the ground. He's heading for Vegeta's center of mass- but his aim is actually the legs, intending to grab one or both and pull the saiyan down to earth.]
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The momentary surprise is enough to give Namur the opportunity he needs to attach to Vegeta's legs, but he better move quick, cause the moment he feels that touch, the Saiyan is reeling one leg back to deliever a hard kick to the other's face.]
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Down they go, but before the pair hit the ground, Vegeta's throwing open his hand and aiming a careful blast of energy at the ice, assuming it will be enough to break himself free of the other's magic. Either way, once the pair are grounded, he'll remain there for now, but Namur can expect a two wickedly fast fists flying straight for his face.]
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Shit man, 's a hell of a wallop!
[Namur punches a few buttons on the interface strapped to his wrist. He'd been using a Junction feature he picked up in another world to make the ice, but Shiva always did slow him down, and this guy- well, other than that energy blast, he seemed to have a straightforward fighting style. If he starts just taking pot shots with that shit, it'll be another story. For now, Namur dumps everyone, no elemental attack boosts, no defensive boosts. It's just him and what he can achieve on his own merit. It feels refreshing. Namur grins.]
Now y' ain't flittin' 'round like a shitty butterfly we can get goin' for real, sheheheh!
[And without further ado, Namur charges the Saiyan, running apelike on powerful arms to gain speed and momentum. He looks determined to simply plow into Vegeta but at the last second he ducks to the side and spins, turning that momentum into force, driving his fist toward his opponent's ribs.]
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Which, if that intriguing gadget at his arm means anything, seem to be quite a lot.
Namur suddenly charges, running on all fours like an animal, straight for the Saiyan, who throws his arms up lessen the blow of the great mass that's lumbering his way. It's quite the surprise for Vegeta when a fist works it's way to smash straight into his side instead, the power in that punch enough to have the man staggering slightly to the side before he finds his balance again.
And by then Namur has unfortunately put himself right into the Saiyan's immediate punching vicinity.
Vegeta reels back a fist, aiming for the side of the shark's head, his leg coming up simultaneously send a knee to his stomach.]
sorry this is so late ;^; are you backtag friendly?
YES, I hope you are too LOL
Naturally XD
He felt it beforehand.
Saw it coming in a way.
But he couldn't see how, until the moment Vegeta no longer existed in front of him and Namur could feel his opponent's Will coming from behind as if it'd always been there.
All he can do is widen his eyes in surprise as Vegeta's blow lands, slamming him sideways.
Like hell he's gonna go down in the face of some weirdass devil's fruit trick. He manages to keep his feet under him, and grounds himself in a steady stance against the ensuing flurry of strikes. At first he's consumed with simply enduring, coming through still standing just like Pops. But when the barrage doesn't let up he takes up a more active defense, meeting fist or foot with deliberate, precise punches powered by Armament Haki, the force of Will so strong that the skin of his webbed hands changes color from high-seas blue to a near metallic black. Ripples of energy radiate out from each strike like tiny event horizons.
Then something changes. Instead of blocking a punch, Namur instead grabs Vegeta's wrist. He'll take a kick or another slug or two, but with the man in hand he's got time to wind up, focus his Will, and drive a massive overhand punch at Vegeta's face.]