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estoria2015-06-20 06:26 pm
bigbingoattack) wrote in estoria2015-06-20 06:26 pm
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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!]
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!]
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.]