POWER LEVEL
76,893
Tech Points
14/20
Forms
Oozaru[x10]
Zeni
32,835
Saiyan
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Nov 20, 2023 19:43:50 GMT -5
Post by Salada on Nov 20, 2023 19:43:50 GMT -5
Even as her energy reserves drained, her muscles ached, and even if her current strategy was taking her on a HARD TRACK to nowheresville, Salada REFUSED to give. She pulled from her reserves, she pulled from reserves she didn't know she HAD not only to keep up the assault in the even it actually DID something... but also to prove a POINT! Asking a true Saiyan to forsake her pride was like asking a Namekian to lop off his antennae or a human to blind himself! PRIDE was as much a part of the Saiyan as their tail was and she wasn't about to give it up to some half-blood loser and her mute-ass companion because they were simply STRONGER than SHE!
NO! NEVER! SHE'D RATHER DIE!
...And so, she kept firing. She fired because it was her LIFE, probably, otherwise, She fired because there was more at stake than some HUMAN conception of pride. It was her RACE on the line! A Saiyan WAS NOT a SAIYAN if they were a coward, someone willing to forsake their identity because it was convenient! EVERY BALL SHE THREW AT OPHERLA was a STATEMENT that no matter how much of her own blood was shed, even if she was reduced to a CRIPPLED MESS on the ground, she would NEVER be so cowardly as to forsake who she was:
SHE WAS SALADA, SAIYAN WARRIOR! SHE WOULD NEVER BE DEFEA-
"...URK!" Salada FROZE as a hand CLAMPED around her tail, YANKING it from around her waist and holding it at arm's length! Her body trembled, weakness FLOODING OUT from her tail and into her bones, muscles slackening reflexively as she swayed on her feet! All that power she was drawing from drifted out of her grasp in an instant, the very last of it used to look behind her... and see that the male half-breed had made his move! She stared at him in disbelief, both due to his utter COWARDICE in attacking her from behind... but GRABBING HER TAIL!? HE... HE REALLY DID THAT!?"
"Oh, you half-breed piece of-" ...Was as far as she got before her legs gave out from under her. Salada collapsed on her front, trembling in RAGE... and very obvious weakness! So not only were these Halflings ready to team up on a single opponent... NOT ONLY were they PHYSICALLY superior to her in EVERY WAY... but they were willing to JUMP at a Saiyan's true weakness to subdue her!?
...if the word 'hate' was inscribed on every nano-fiber of her being, it wouldn't come close to even a fraction of a percent of the HATRED she held in her heart for these two at this moment! Oh, and it got worse! The boy couldn't be bothered to stand stoically in his disgrace... He had a little SPEECH prepared, one Salada HAD to listen to!
"Oh, shut... UP!" Salada uttered. It was all she could muster. "...You... picked this... fight... You CHEATED... and... grabbed my..." She yelped as the boy SQUEEZED it harder... then blushed at the sound she had made... So WEAK... So STUPID! She felt so useless... but the boy continued. He offered her TRAINING and it took ALL OF SALADA'S STRENGTH to raise her head and look over her shoulder at him.
...So this was it, huh? One final humiliation atop the pile. After beating her, insulting her, squeezing her DAMNED TAIL, this boy thought it was a good idea to offer his help like a good space-boyscout... while he held her hostage like a COWARD.
"H....H....Hear me... you impossible... idiot..." Salada stammered, her chest CONSTRICTING with the effort! "I... for as LONG as I live... will never... EVER... accept help... from you! You betrayed..." She wheezed, struggling to stay awake against the squeeze of her tail. "...EVERYTHING... we Saiyans stand for...." Salada fully collapsed. As her vision began to darken around its edges, he heard bits and pieces of the boy chastising Opherla, even questioning his allegience with her! The Saiyan smirked... It served her right... That woman... She hoped this was a good friend of hers she was about to lose... Salada's eyes fell shut despite her resistance... and the world started to spiral into the dark.
WC: 706
TWC: 3220
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POWER LEVEL
246,193
Tech Points
0/54
Forms
Super Lycan Saiyan [x24]
Zeni
11,294
Hybrid
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Nov 20, 2023 20:42:36 GMT -5
Post by Opherla on Nov 20, 2023 20:42:36 GMT -5
Opherla's eyes widened the moment her rational brain kicked in to scream at her at what she had done. What was she thinking!? WHY was she thinking like this!? Was it traits of her own father!? All Opherla knew was that she had messed up, as she suddenly reverted from her giant werewolf transformation and looked at the scene, taking a few steps back as she was shakily breathing, her eyes starting to tear up as she looked at the now unconscious Salada with a mortified expression, as one hand reached to her head, as she was hyperventilating.
"Oh Kami... oh my God... what... what... what have I done..." Opherla gasped as she stumbled back, now clutching her chest as she was in a panic. What HAD she dome!? What caused her, what DROVE her to do THIS!? Not only was Salada now never EVER going to trust Opherla again, with the fact of the humiliation of being overpowered, NOW COMPILED with Liek's sneak attack causing blame to be cast on cheating....
Ipherla done went and messed up. Big time. And it was too late to turn back the clock and fix it as she clutched her chest, completely in panic attack mode as her eyes were wide, shaky, afraid, panicked... she didn't know what to do. She didn't even know how to approach this now. She had done... oh, Kami what had she done? This spiraled all out of control and it was HER fault! Earth's protector, Opherla, aggressively subdued a Saiyan diplomat with the help of a hybrid accomplice! Yeah, that headline was screaming in Opherla's mind as she saw the scene in absolute panic, her eyes darting wildly everywhere as she was hyperventilating worse now... what the HELL had she done!? This was SURELY gonna nip her in the ass one day, and Opherla was not looking forward to that. What would Athren think!? What would Callion think!? Serena, Terra, any of her other friends-!
WHAT WOULD ZAKS THINK!?
"Oh Kami... Oh Kami Oh Kami Oh Kami...!" Opherla gasped as she tried to get air back in her lungs, a complete mess as she was trying to figure out what to say or even do in this situation! Some mature protector she was, one moment she was on the verge of killing a diplomat, now she's panicking in front of a less powerful individual who had de-escalated the situation by knocking out Salada by grabbing her tail! Opherla didn't do ANYTHING to the benefit of Earth here! She just made ripples! Fired a warning shot! KA-BAM! War against Zaks' army declared with attack on a diplomat!
"Kami Kami Kami... oh Kami help me....!!!!" Opherla repeated those words over and over again, as if she was a helpless civilian begging for a Savior. What SAVIOR would come save her!? The biggest villain in the scenario was HER! OPHERLA! She caused ALL of this! And now the repercussions were gonna start taking place VERY soon, or maybe not, hell, who knows? Opherla didn't, she didn't even have a clue on what the hell to even do now! She was panicking, going insane! What the hell had she done!? What kind of Savior ATTACKS A DIPLOMAT!?
Opherla could only start shedding tears as her knee jerk reaction finally, at long last, kicked in, as she rocketed from the ground up to the sky, and took off in a DEAD HEAT for her home, trying to get away from absolutely anything and everything, and just wanting to go somewhere where she could cry... yeah, crying sounded good right now. Because she had just likely caused more problems for her home planet instead of solving ANYTHING in this instance right here. Opherla wasn't a protector in this scenario, she was a villain. And she knew somebody would come to administer due justice on her where it was due... whether it was Zaks, or Athren... she didn't know.
All she knew right now, was that the little pup inside of her was out again, and it was screaming one thing at her as Opherla fled the area. HIDE.
And so that's what Opherla was going to decide to do. She was going to hide. Maybe for a month, five months again... maybe even a year, maybe shorter....
But right now, hiding was a really good option. And she was taking that option before someone decided to blast her out of the sky for what she had done.
[EXIT]
WC: 744
TWC: 3,059
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"I'll be a light, even in the darkness deeper then Hell!"
POWER LEVEL
227,404
Tech Points
7/50
Forms
Super Saiyan Grade 2 [x20]
Zeni
14,248
Hybrid
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Nov 20, 2023 22:42:02 GMT -5
Post by Liek on Nov 20, 2023 22:42:02 GMT -5
It was done.
The fight was over.
The boy didn’t have the faintest idea of the greater ramifications that may follow through after the whole incident. He knew nothing of the politics between the Earth government and those of the Saiyans. He didn’t know anything about Zaks. He didn’t even know of the prevailing negative narrative surrounding Saiyans that was dominant on Earth right now.
He’d simply being following the more experienced protector of the Earth… and it had all gone so wrong.
With Salada unconscious he released her tail and frowned. He hadn’t meant to squeeze hard enough to do that. He hadn’t even been sure if his words could stop Opherla, but he’d tried anyway. If she’d attacked them both it would have demonstrated that she wasn’t who she claimed to be. But she didn’t. She powered down and left after having a freak out.
It was good that she did have a panic. If she didn’t he’d have to question her suitability to be a protector even further. But at least she knew she was in the wrong.
That just left the unconscious Saiyan.
She’d said he had betrayed what the Saiyans stand for…?
But… he didn’t know anything about them…?
Looking down at her he sighed, he couldn’t just leave her like this…
He looked her over carefully. She wasn’t badly hurt, other then the solid punch that Opherla got in there wasn’t anything really. Still, Liek noted a few superficial cuts and scraps. He reached into one of his pouches and pulled out a few herbal supplies, applying the paste onto the superficial injuries he found and applying bandaids over them. It wouldn’t do much for the wounds, but it would protect against infections.
Once he was done he pondered the woman’s words again. His only tie to the Saiyan race up until this point had been his blood, his tail and the name his Father had given him. That was it. That was all he knew. They where a significant part of his heritage, yet he knew absolutely nothing about them…
He wanted to change that…
Reaching into another pocket he pulled out a pencil and a notebook and wrote out a short letter. Once he was done he tore out the page, folded it and slipped it into the neck of the woman’s armour.
He then stood up and began to fly away with the words, “Next time we meet… I hope it’s on good terms, True Saiyan Salada.”
To Salada, Representative of the Saiyans
Firstly, I wish to apologise for grabbing your tail. If I thought getting between the two of you would have stopped you both I would have. And I didn’t know if Opherla was actually going to kill you. I didn’t want you to die. So I took the only route I thought lead to survival for you.
How did I betray all the Saiyans stand for? You may scoff at the question, but it’s an honest one.
I don’t know anything about the Saiyans. Where they are from, what they stand for, or even what kind of culture and history they hold.
I carry the blood of the Saiyans, I have the tail, and my father gave me the name of a Saiyan. But that is the entire breadth of understanding of the people I am descended from.
But I would like to change that.
I would be honoured if you would be willing to teach me.
Regards,
Liek
[EXIT]
WC: 581
TWC: 2,499
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POWER LEVEL
76,893
Tech Points
14/20
Forms
Oozaru[x10]
Zeni
32,835
Saiyan
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Nov 21, 2023 5:54:49 GMT -5
Post by Salada on Nov 21, 2023 5:54:49 GMT -5
...Salada's eyes flickered open and the first thing she realized... was that the crippling WEAKNESS... it was gone! Instantly, the Saiyan shot up to her feet, fists raised, ready to fight... but there was nobody around! They had LEFT her... THEY TOOK PITY ON HER AND LEFT! A hand shot up to her scouter, tapping the button so that she could scan the surrounding area! No, they weren't getting away with that... She wasn't about to let those idiots get away with making fun of her like that! SHE...
...She wasn't going to be doing anything. The scouter wouldn't turn on! Cursing, she tore the scouter off of her face and opened the control panel. The inside was fried, complete with a little black smoke-cloud hitting her face the moment she opened the compartment!
"DAMN IT!" She roared, HURLING the worthless device into the sky! From jump, every single thing was a FAILURE! She FAILED to keep her scouter intact, she FAILED to make any meaningful contact with the locals, she FAILED to defend herself, she failed to keep an eye on her TAIL! Failure, failure, FAILURE! Salada hunched over in rage, her aura BLAZING threateningly around the fighter as her blood BOILED... and BOILED, the humiliation sinking deeper and deeper, clutching at her Saiyan heart!
"DAMN IIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!" Her head shot UP towards the sky as she SCREAMED, her aura EXPLODING, sending pieces of tree, rock and dirt SHOTGUNNING through the forest! She clutched at her head, her jaw clenched so tight, it was as if her teeth might break! Those half-breeds... How dare they... HOW DARE THEY do this to her!? WHO DID THEY THINK THEY WERE!? WHO DID THEY THINK SHE WAS!? After all of that, was she not even significant enough to DIE!? Out of all the humiliations Salada had suffered in the few short minutes after coming to Earth, it was the final one, the... abandonment that got her most deeply. A Saiyan can swallow a lot when she has to: Superior opponents, smacktalk... but when the opponent thinks so little of you they leave you to lick your wounds after a fight... THAT kind of disrespect she couldn't abide! NOT FOR ONE SECOND!
For the feintest of moments as the Saiyan warrior rumbled and seethed, her aura blazing higher and HIGHER with her rage... something happened. It was only for a moment, a micro-moment even... but gold flickered through Salada's aura, lasting for only one surge. It might have continued to swell like embers upon kindling... but something new had caught the Saiyan's attention. A piece of paper slipped out from under her breastplate, fluttering about in the wind like a kite in a storm! WIth a cruel swipe of her hand, she snatched the paper out of the air and opened it up. The letter read as such:
To Salada-
...Then it promptly disintegrated to ash in her hands! She wasn't about to let those FOOLS humiliate her further by reading their damned letter! Salada let out one last ROAR of frustration... before finding her wits and gathering them.
"I'll kill them..." Salada vowed. "I'll make them pay..."
WC: 524
TWC: 3744
EXIT!
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Nov 21, 2023 22:18:56 GMT -5
Post by Mynnie on Nov 21, 2023 22:18:56 GMT -5
Name: Salada
Previous PL: 3,274
PL Gained: 6,889
New PL: 10,163
+1 TP
Previous TP: 0/6
New TP: 1/7
Previous Zeni: 1,205
Zeni Gained: 4,941
New Zeni: 6,146
Name: Liek
Previous PL: 3,669
PL Gained: 4,598
New PL: 8,267
+1 TP
Previous TP: 0/6
New TP: 1/7
Previous Zeni: 1,607
Zeni Gained: 4,685
New Zeni: 6,292
Name: Opherla
Previous PL: 103,624
PL Gained: 9,299
New PL: 112,923
+1 TP
Previous TP: 8/26
New TP: 9/27
Previous Zeni: 16,447
Zeni Gained: 4,221
New Zeni: 20,668
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