POWER LEVEL
76,893
Tech Points
14/20
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Oozaru[x10]
Zeni
32,835
Saiyan
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Dec 23, 2023 13:48:29 GMT -5
Post by Salada on Dec 23, 2023 13:48:29 GMT -5
...Jarehd kept surprising Salada... and not all in good ways. When she exploded at her subordinate, it wasn't to get his PITY. She didn't need him to "relate" with her or "understand" her. She didn't WANT him to get down on his knees and proclaim how he understood, that he had it worse somehow! That was the HUMAN way of relating to others, by bringing themselves down so low, they somehow gain some understanding of the other's plight! When Salada exploded, it was because she was FED UP with this and Jarehd wouldn't SHUT UP and leave it alone! When she yelled, it was to BEAT HIM OVER THE HEAD WITH THE IDEA, because he didn't seem to get it the first time, THAT SHE DIDN'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT AND THAT HE'D BETTER SHUT HIS TRAP! ...But once more, Jarehd completely missed the point of it all. What part was she not being clear on!? Was she not SCREAMING IT LOUD ENOUGH FOR HIM!? Salada once again stared at Jarehd in complete disbelief as he knelt down before her and proclaimed his loyalty, attempting on some level to try and drive home how much he cared, how no matter what, he WOULDN'T challenge her like... like...
...Some human.
"...Pick yourself up. This is disgraceful." Salada rumbled, spitting the words out with visceral disgust. "What even ARE you right now, Jarehd? What, are you going to CRY next? Are you going to tell me how you 'sympathize' with me, how you 'get' me? What is this whole SHOW supposed to be?" Salada swept her hand over the scene before her, referencing Jarehd's proclamation. "...I don't know... and I don't really CARE what happened to you. GET OVER IT and stop pestering ME about MY problems. I don't know if you get it yet, but let me say it again so that maybe THIS TIME, you'll understand: WE ARE SAIYAN WARRIORS. I DON'T want to talk about what happened to ME, or YOU, or anything in the past! You want to talk about my pride? What about yours? What kind of warrior are YOU if you're willing to splay yourself before me like this? Do you think I WANT you to Make yourself WEAK for MY benefit!?" Salada slapped her hand across the chest-plate of her armor.
"Who the HELL do you think I am!? What, am I fragile to you!? Do you think I'm so pathetic, I need YOU to drop down to 'my level!?' Get real!" Salada would walk right up to where Jarehd knelt, the man rising to his feet and even going as far as to ask her to END him! Salada spat, disgusted with this display. What the HELL was wrong with him!? God, looking at him, it was like looking at a sniveling rodent, one that had just about all but given up its existence because... what? A mistake? Because he FAILED!? WELL, SALADA HAD NEWS FOR HIM! Salada would cock back a fist and STRIKE Jarehd across the face with it! Should she hit him, Salada's other hand would shoot up, and grab his shoulder, pulling him back in!
"STOP BEING SUCH A SAP AND GROW UP!" Salada ROARED, her voice THUNDERING over the wasteland! "SO LONG AS YOU ARE ALIVE, YOU HAVE A CHANCE TO MAKE UP FOR STUPID MISTAKES LIKE THOSE! SHUT UP AND BARE YOUR WEIGHT ALONE! THAT IS WHAT SAIYANS DO!" She would then take a step back... only to throw a fist DEEP into Jarehd's stomach! If it connected, her other hand would shoot up and GRAB Jarehd by his jaw and tilt his face up to face her!
"Look at me, you IDIOT." Salada rumbled, SHAKING his head around if he refused to do so! "You feel that, you feel that shame and PAIN? Don't you HATE how it FEELS!? COME ON, JAREHD! ANSWER ME!" If he didn't, Salada would punch him in the stomach again! At this point, being soft and friendly was out the window. Obviously, Jarehd needed a reminder on what it meant to be a Saiyan... and the only way to REALLY get that across is with a fist!
"If you REALLY can't bare it, if you're suffering that much... THEN PICK YOUR STUPID ASS UP AND FIGHT!" She would punch him again, this time across his face! "FIGHT TO GET STRONGER!" ...Another punch. "FIGHT TO MOVE FORWARD." ...Another punch. "PICK UP THAT THICK-HEADED, BLOCKHEADED BUTT OF YOURS AND FIGHT ME! MAYBE THEN YOU'LL REMEMBER WHAT IT MEANS TO BE A SAIYAN!" Salada would then SHOOT out with a kick, aiming to strike Jarehd square in his solar-plexus! If it connected, it would send the other Saiyan skidding back along the ground several meters away!
"Now, Jarehd... Get up and do what you are MADE to do: FIIIIIIIIIIIGHT!" Salada ROARED with rage, with frustration, with DETERMINATION!
WC: 813 TWC: 6618
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43,171
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8/14
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Oozaru [x10]
Zeni
13,413
Saiyan
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Dec 23, 2023 15:52:54 GMT -5
Post by Jarehd on Dec 23, 2023 15:52:54 GMT -5
Jarehd suddenly heard Salada tell him to pick him self up. An absolutely disgraceful act was what he was putting on. As Jarehd rose to his feet, he realized it WAS pathetic. Really and truly pathetic what he was doing. But how other way could he cover himself after mocking Salada moments ago? He needed to be reminded he was under her, and the only way to do that was accept his pathetic nature.
BAM!!!!
His entire being jarred, however, when Salada hit him with a punch that sent blood flying out of his mouth! Jarehd's eyes widened as Salada had chose instead of killing him, instead of removing him from the squad, to just start beating the hell out of him, as with every verbal shout she made, a fist followed up with it, as Jarehd felt himself... becoming riled up again. He felt happy, because Salada wasn't going to off him from the squad, no, she still viewed him as low life scum, but perhaps a part of her actually respected the fact he had caught up to her, which was why she was now starting to beat the crap out of him for kneeling down and making himself be under Salada in terms of his status. She was BERATING him for the fact he thought he needed to bring himself back under her to make up for it! That was followed by a punch to his gut, causing Jarehd to hunch over as he coughed some more blood, as Salada forced him to look at her.
He asked if he could feel it. The shame and the pain in this moment. And yes, Jarehd hated it. He despised it. But he didn't answer verbally quickly enough as he got another stomach blow, this time hardening his abdomen to lessen the damage, though he still spit out blood from his mouth, before he began getting punched across the face again and again, each punch giving him words to live by.
"THEN PICK YOUR STUPID ASS UP AND FIGHT!"
BAM!
"FIGHT TO GET STRONGER!"
BAM!
"FIGHT TO MOVE FORWARD!"
BAM!
"PICK UP THAT BLOCKHEADED BUTT OF YOURS AND FIGHT ME! REMEMBER WHAT IT MEANS TO BE A SAIYAN! Do what you were made to do:-"
Biff...
The sound was a sound Salada didn't think to hear. Her kick did connect, but in Jarehd's hand, as he had caught the foot of Salada and spit out the blood in his mouth to the side as he smirked widely, chuckling even as his aura began to surge, as he looked at Salada.
"Fight, right? ....Then cut the bullshit and fight me." Jarehd smiled.
BLAM!!!!!
Jarehd responded with a punch infused with his ki, as the punch EXPLODED, causing Salada to roll across the ground instead, as Jarehd soon followed up with a ki infused kick as he kicked Salada hard, kicking her to send her soaring through the air a bit before hitting the hard ground again, as Jarehd roared and sent a SALVO of ki blasts at Salada while she was recovering, while also approaching on her position, as he rushed her, and even if she didn't go to strike back, Jarehd would soon quickly get behind her with a quick flash step move, before he punched her hard enough to spike her across the dirt, sending her rolling yet again! Jarehd would then HAMMER his own body down to the Earth, causing four GIANT masses of dirt and rock to launch up, as Jarehd kicked the one in front of him at Salada, before dashing back to the others and sending them all her way, before he stomped the ground yet again, forming another earthen wall before he concentrated his strike momentarily, striking the Earth and making it form Earthen Spikes, before he punched them apart, the force sending many spikes at Salada to strike her!
Even if Salada avoided it all, Jarehd would grab her regardless of how much damage she took and SLAMMED her to the Earth, GRINDING her across it before he would proceed to YEET her right into a mountain, this time burying her DEEP within it as he soon prepared his signature attack once again, his veins pulsing with ki energy as he pointed his four fingers forward yet again!
"DAMNATION BEAM!" Jarehd yelled, firing the beam into the mountain that had Salada inside of it, as it vaporized to dust, as Jarehd knew Salada wouldn't be down from that, as he brought out not just one ki blade, but both ki blades, and if Salada retaliated, Jarehd would be ready. If with physical attacks, he would parry and strike back with his ki blades, otherwise he would cut apart any and all ranged attacks that Salada threw, before he would launch at her with a flying kick, and even if he was blocked, he would detonate the ki he had around his leg, and then pelt Salada with a large onslaught of ki blasts to add to his assault.
WC: 836 TWC: 7,369
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76,893
Tech Points
14/20
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Oozaru[x10]
Zeni
32,835
Saiyan
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Dec 25, 2023 12:14:45 GMT -5
Post by Salada on Dec 25, 2023 12:14:45 GMT -5
Salada wished she didn't have to say all of that. Even proclaiming what was important the way a Saiyan would, it still felt like weakness. Perhaps, despite it being a MINESCULE chance, it was because Salada needed to hear those words herself. Ever since her defeat at the hands of Opherla and that other halfbreed (to say nothing of her run-ins with that Super Saiyan), Salada had done very little besides DWELL on her place in life. Everything had fallen apart so quickly, everything she believed in coming apart. Although clinging to her pride helped keep her together, it was Jarehd's weakness that perhaps exposed her own. He seemed to take his failures to heart much more than she, to the point he needed to confess to Salada as if she were some space-priest. It was annoying BOTH because that kind of behavior went against everything a Saiyan was supposed to be... and because it hit home a little too deeply for her taste. He felt weak. Pathetic. Salada understood this probably better than anyone could.
...She wondered if that was why kicking Jarehd out of her squad never really crossed her mind. Yeah, she was mad. YES, she didn't want to hear what Jarehd was telling her... but that was all surface-level. He WAS a Saiyan, if a soft one... and she really didn't want to lose her kin right now. It was all she had left of Vegeta, their relationship, and for now, that meant something.
Regardless of how SHE felt about this whole thing, Jarehd seemed to get his spark back and that lifted their moods. Just to show that she wasn't out here trying to PUMMEL Jarehd to a pulp, Salada would TAKE the punch her subordinate was very clearly preparing... and regretted it the moment it connected! Salada's eyes shot WIDE as his fist arched UP into her stomach, sending her skidding... then ROLLING back along the ground, Salada clutching at her ACHING gut, noting... his fist had caused small cracks to spider-web outward from the impact point! She didn't have much time to lament the further damaging of her armor, however, as Jarehd attacked again, closing the distance instantly and KICKING Salada into the air, sending the commander flying... before an overhead sledgehammer strike SMASHED into Salada's already aching belly, sending her crashing to the ground again! With a grunt, Salada righted herself JUST in time, landing on her hands-and-knees in so hard, a crater METERS WIDE erupted outwards from around her as she sank in! She grimaced in pain, wiping a stream of blood from the corner of her mouth with her glove.
"There it is." She muttered under her breath, rising to her feet. "...There's the Saiyan who was worthy to join my crew..." Jarehd would then CRASH into the ground himself some distance away, causing pillars of stone to RISE from the Earth... which he promptly THREW at her! Salada rolled her eyes. Such theatrics. Was he still trying to impress her? With a SWIPE of her hand, Salada CLEAVED the first pillar in half and a few sharp kicks obliterated the other two. Once she was done, however, Salada was greeted with ANOTHER rock-wall, one punched into jagged shards which Jarehd also sent her way!
"This might've been impressive on Vegeta..." Salada called to Jarehd, slapping aside one shard, then kicking apart another. "...But this planet is made of softer stuff, easy to destroy." To prove her point, the Saiyan commander held out her hand and, with an invisible PULSE of energy, disintegrated the remaining pieces! She then clapped her hands together, dusting the residual rubble from her palms. "Are we actually going to fight, or are you going to keep throwing pebbles at me?"
...Jarehd answered that by RUSHING her, aiming to tackle Salada and drag her along the ground! AIMING to... because he wasn't successful. Seeing such a brutish move come from a MILE away, Salada would simply sidestep Jarehd, SWINGING her knee up to CUT HIM OFF but SLAMMING it into his stomach! She would then raise her elbow up and SLAM it towards the back of his neck, crashing the subordinate to the ground should it hit!
Regardless, Jarehd would not be thwarted so easily, whirling around and letting out another ridiculously-named BLAST point-blank! ...When the dust cleared, Salada wouldn't be standing there. She was gone. Suddenly a gloved fist would shoot out from the corner of Jarehd's vision, aiming to STRIKE him hard across the jaw!
"You're getting predictable, Jarehd." Salada chided, walking after her fellow Saiyan. "Throw some more punches. Show me what you got." ...Well, he tried. Summoning forth his ki-blade again, he would start swinging with... more precision, granted, no longer coming at her with the flailing arms of an untrained brute. Salada retreated from his slashes as they came in, a cocky smirk arching across her lips as she avoided each attack. He was wasting his energy with that blade and all these flashy moves he's been throwing out. She didn't NEED to overpower him... All she had to do was wait him out.
...Well, Jarehd wasn't gonna let that happen. He FLEW in like a bat-into-hell, his foot extended, glowing with energy! Ah, this trick again, huh? Salada would ready herself, raising an arm as if to block it... before feinting to the side quickly, allowing the kick to pass her by! She would then raise her own leg, swinging it up to, once more CLOTHESLINE Jarhed, this time roundhouse-kicking his FACE and sending him FLYING across the landscape, should it connect! Should Jarehd be sent skipping across the wasteland, Salada would appear above him before DROPPING like a boulder, moving to slam her knee into his stomach, PINNING him to the ground! She would then reach down and grab his head, and, if he was stunned, lightly toss him up into the air before SWINGING her arm up in an UPPERCUT to that wounded belly! She wasn't done yet, however, as Jarehd would then feel a warmth against his abs. A quick look down would reveal a small ki-sphere pressed against his flesh!
"HAAAAAAAA!" Salada would roar, causing it to EXPLODE point-blank against his body!
WC: 1036 TWC: 7654
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43,171
Tech Points
8/14
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Oozaru [x10]
Zeni
13,413
Saiyan
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Dec 28, 2023 15:32:33 GMT -5
Post by Jarehd on Dec 28, 2023 15:32:33 GMT -5
Jarehd was absolutely beside himself that yet again, Salada's experience and raw strategems were outdoing him again. Sure, he got in some actual good blows now in this fight, but she was once again outdoing him by miles long amounts, as Jarehd found himself on the receiving end of more than he wanted to bargain for. First, he got air knocked out of him at long last by Salada with a HUGE knee to his gut, then an ELBOW to his neck to stop his charging tackle as he coughed up more blood, before his beam got evaded and he was THROTTLED once more by Salada as he went back to his ki blades and found her once again evading him, a... cocky smirk appearing across her face as she was GOADING him to throw some punches at her! This caused his Saiyan blood to boil as he was chided by his superior, not that he wanted to surpass her, as he said, but he needed her to know that he wasn't some soft lowlife he was when he went to those planets! He had already lost his dignity on three planets, he wouldn't lose it again HERE ON THIS DIRT BALL!
And it would start with the Roundhouse Kick Salada threw to clothesline him, as she would soon find it CAUGHT by Jarehd who smiled at the opportunity to finally land a blow that would deal major damage, and he didn't waste any time for Salada to find her way out of the punishment her subordinate had for her gutsy roundhoise, as he would go to SLAM his fist into the back of her kneecap, and if it would connect, pain would SHOOT through Salada and increase further as Jarehd would summon his ki blade AFTER he punched, DRILLING a hole through her knee to give it a gaping hole, before he then would drag Salada off balance, if not TOWARDS him, as he would SLAM her weakened belly with a punch, before proceeding to use his fist to raise her up, putting her midair before he leapt up, and would attempt to SLAM his knee into her abdomen. If that worked, he would proceed to BASH her down with an elbow to her neck in return for the one she smacked him with, and cause her to hit the ground hard. Although when he went to follow up, she was able to quickly react, SMASHING his abdomen as he would then be BLASTED by ki, as Jarehd fell a few feet from Salada as both Saiyans felt the effects of what they were doing to each other start to take hold, as Jarehd's entire body started to let him know that he was pushing it, and Salada's would as well, as Jarehd noticed this, spitting out blood weakly as he got to his feet, panting heavily.
"Hahahah... This... I missed this..." Jarehd smiled. "Nothing to make you forget about everything than a good, old fashioned Saiyan brawl... The only thing that would make this better? Is if we were wiping more of this blasted dirty ball off the face of the universe. Hehehehe.... I know you won't give in, Commander... so let's finish this now. One way or another. Who gives a damn who wins..." Jarehd smiled, forming large amounts of ki as his body pulsed on both sides, as he roared and extended BOTH hands forward with the fingers pointing at Salada. "LET'S JUST THROW IT ALL AT EACH OTHER! HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!" Jarehd roared out, fully expecting to clash with an attack from Salada, with his dual wielding Damnation Beam firing at maximum power that his body would allow him to fire without immediately collapsing, as sweat dripped down his body, his face bloodied up massively, and his eyes fiercely looking at Salada, fully expecting her to end this fight one way or another, either in a glorious beam clash explosion, or by just flat out knocking his ass down! Jarehd didn't care! He didn't care about anything right now except to finish this amazing spectacle of a match between him and Salada, in one final act of a challenge to his commander! Not challenging her position, not challenging her directly, just a challenge asking if she was gonna step up and meet his beam, or if she was gonna evade it and put him down!
"Come on, Salada! ONE WAY OR ANOTHER, THIS FIGHT ENDS!!!!!!"
WC: 738 TWC: 8,107
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14/20
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Oozaru[x10]
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32,835
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Dec 29, 2023 9:39:37 GMT -5
Post by Salada on Dec 29, 2023 9:39:37 GMT -5
Salada grumbled as Jarehd caught her kick, seemingly showing an ability to read his opponents at least SOMEWHAT comparable to her own. It was likely his instinct, she judged, as that blockhead couldn't think past the immediate moment, as they had seen earlier today. However, a sharp instinct alone could be more beneficial in a fight than a sharp mind, reacting on impulse being much faster than identifying and formulating a counter-response. As if to prove this to his commander, Jarehd would PUNCH into the back of Salada's knee like some kind of neanderthal, the unorthodox blow sending a SHIVER of pain and weakness arching up her leg! Salada let out a SCREAM of pain and, in turn WHIPPED herself to the side, YANKING her wounded leg out of his grip just in time to escape the piercing bite of the energy-blades! Salada let out another YELL as sticky red ran down the back of her leg and into her boot, a deep, clean gash having been cut into her thigh! It looked like she couldn't fully escape the wrath of Jarehd's blade. Salada looked down at the wound and ground her teeth in frustration. ...A pity... Because she'd have to do what came next with her HANDS. Jarehd would take this moment of self-assessment to attempt to catch Salada unaware, LUNGING for her with open hands, attempting to pull her in! Salada MOVED to avoid it... or tried to, but in her haste, she kicked off the ground with her bad leg instead of her good! She ROARED in agony and frustration... and Jarehd had what he needed to continue his attack! Catching up to the wounded Saiyan easily, he GRABBED her by her wounded leg and JERKED her in for a BRUTAL upside-down gut-punch! Salada's eyes shot wide as both blood and spittle burst from her lips, her vision FLASHING red and black for a half-second as her mind struggled to process the pain! Jarehd would then throw her up, intending to hit her AGAIN in the same spot... but Salada was a Saiyan... and HER instincts were nothing to scoff at either. Her hands shot down, catching Jarehd's knee and propelling Salada UP and away from it before the leg could fully extend, only for Jarehd to appear above her, SWINGING his elbow down like an executioner's axe upon her neck! Salada barely caught the movement out of the corner of her vision, spotted Jarehd raising his arm in preparation... but a cold weakening pulsation flashed through Salada's body. Her leg... It was growing cold from the blood she was losing... If she looked,, she would see a now-steady stream of red dribbling off the toe of her boot... If she tried to dodge, odds were, Jarehd would simply SLAM into her back instead of her neck, breaking something... Salada really couldn't afford to right now! She DOUBTED she could gather her strength to him first, either! He DIDN'T have a gaping cut on his body sapping him of energy! Matching him was foolhardy as well because, even IF she could strike at the same time as he, HE didn't have blood-loss to worry about! HE could probably overpower her in a clash! ...Damn it... She was going to have to do something stupid.
As Jarehd's elbow came down, Salada used a good bit of ki to SHOOT whirl herself around and SHOOT herself at her subordinate, Jarehd's elbow CRASHING DOWN on her trapezius instead, sending a SHOCK of agony through Salada! Her vision blinked out for at least a half-second, her body slackening... THEN STRENGTHEND as FEROCIOUS SAIYAN FIRE FLARED BACK INTO HER EYES! Grabbing onto Jarehd's shoulder with one hand, her other would come next to his abs and unleash a MASSIVE ki-blast, BLOWING the two warriors away from one another with Jarehd taking the worst of it! ...She hoped he got a gaping hole of his own, the stupid bastard... If she didn't move out of the way of his blade when she had, she probably would have bled out by now. Grimacing, Salada would reach down and fire a very thin, very fine beam at her wound, cauterizing it closed amongst an abundance of Saiyan curses, Salada swearing her way through the pain as she felt the blood flow finally staunch. She... probably wasn't gonna die from blood loss... at least, not from THAT wound. "Don't remind me." Salada spat bitterly as Jarehd mused how a little genocide might improve their fight. "...I'm already sick of this place as it is." ...She did smile, though. Despite (probably) multiple broken bones, blood-loss, pain that the Saiyan language scarcely had words for and Jarehd's lyrical waxing, Salada felt... GOOD. ALIVE, EVEN! This was the sort of stuff her people LIVED for, FOUGHT FOR! THIS is what it meant to be a Saiyan... and it sounded like Jarehd was finally starting to remember that. Jarehd then made proposition: An all-or-nothing clash of power to conclude their fight! After all, who CARED who won!? "I DO." Salada grunted, raising her hand over her head and channeling EVERY LAST DROP of her power into her palm! A HYPER-CONDENSED SPHERE the size of a BASKETBALL formed just above her hand, slowly condensing down into a star-like pin-prick of red energy as her fingers closed around it! "THIS FIGHT IS MINE!" ...And Jarehd would fire his beam. youtube.com/clip/Ugkx87QHSd-IHdF27Bem2KTi6zFK__alAQzH?si=opo8bgmee05i6Lab "...Idiot..." Salada reabsorbed a fraction of her blast and suddenly DISAPPEARED right as the beam would have swept over her position, appearing behind Jarehd with her hand against the back of his head... or his face if he realized what she was doing and turned to face her! "ORGA-SPHERE!" She roared, as a MASSIVE ENERGY-BALL SUDDENLY EXPANDED AGAINST JAREHD'S BODY, PINNING HIM AGAINST IT'S SURFACE AS HE WAS SHOVED DOWN TO THE GROUND... before the ball ERUPTED in a brilliant sanguine explosion of light! "Like I said..." Salada huffed, slowly, unevenly, hovering to the ground. "...Predictable..." If she had nailed Jarehd as she had intended to, Salada would collapse onto her hands and knees, huffing and puffing, blood and sweat dribbling off her and onto the ground. Had she done it...? Had she WON!? ...Better yet, was Jarehd still alive? WC: 1038 TWC: 8692
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Dec 29, 2023 13:20:28 GMT -5
Post by Jarehd on Dec 29, 2023 13:20:28 GMT -5
Jarehd's body ached as he had gotten up after Salada's ki blast to his abdomen. While he hadn't had a hole cut through him like Salada had wanted, it did leave a mark on his abdomen, as his weighted clothes still hung on and still provided weighted training for Jarehd even amidst the pain and the shredded clothing hanging off his body. He was bleeding quite liberally, but not as much as Salada was, as Jarehd saw his attack had done what he intended to, which was slow Salada down somewhat. He felt quite satisfied at the fact he had pushed Salada this far, and was actually at a final attack clash with her as he felt pride swell up within him. Maybe now... maybe now he could leave his weakling self behind and push ahead to a stronger future. Gone was the Jarehd who begged and pleaded to be spared on those planets. Gone was the man who was more a child than a man. Now Jarehd knew he was a proper Saiyan warrior, because he could feel and see Salada's joy and thrill at the fight, and Jarehd shared it. The new chapter of Jarehd's life was beginning, and it was beginning now.
As he fired his Damnation Beam dual style, he figured that Salada had something up her sleeve to evade him and nail him for the attack, as he turned to Salada after she evaded his attack. And Salada could see that he was smiling. He didn't mind this. He was thrilled to experience this fight, and his smile wasn't one of cockiness or mocking... it was a genuine smile of thanks and appreciation for the great fight that they had. It was his Saiyan way of saying "Thanks for showing me I still need to grow, boss."
Then the attack slammed into him. A wall of pain and explosiveness. The Orga Sphere. Salada's signature move that she had saved right for the end to nuke Jarehd off the face of the planet. Well, perhaps not literally, but it was definitely the ending of the fight for sure as Jarehd yelled in absolute pain as he was enveloped by the large sphere of ki energy, before it finished exploding on him, leaving nothing but a smoldering crater where Jarehd once stood, as it was clear Salada had won... though, for a long while, she didn't hear a single thing come out of the crater. For a long while, silence graced Salada's ears as she sat there recovering from the fight with Jarehd. As time drew on, it was seeming like she had ACTUALLY killed Jarehd instead of just winning the fight, as the silence continued on for a few moments more... before suddenly a weak chuckling could be heard from the bottom of the crater, before growing louder into exuberant laughter. If Salada chose to look down, ahe would see a bloodied and battered Jarehd, as he would look Salada's direction, irregardless if he saw her face or not, as he held a wide grin and a weak gaze, still alive, but definitely far from one hundred percent, as he looked at Salada or towards her with a look of appreciation and respect, as well as a hint of joy as he tried to sit up, before collapsing as he only laughed again.
"...Hah... That... was... absolutely... awesome..." Jarehd wheezed as he laughed again just out of all the positive emotions he felt, even in defeat, as he kept his bloodied smile as he looked at Salada. "You... feel better... Commander...?" Jarehd asked with a weak gaze and gave Salada plenty of time to answer before he closed his eyes and replied. "I feel better... I... feel much better than... I've ever felt in my life... that... was better than anything I've ever experienced..." Jarehd smiled as his breathing, while shaky, was still firm and strong to indicate he WOULD survive despite the fact he took a literal ORGA SPHERE TO THE FACE! ...But Jarehd took pride in the fact he took one to the face and lived. He could have very well died, and been fine with that. But he lived. He survived a full forced Orga Sphere and could tell the tale to other Saiyans! This was the greatest day of Jarehd's life! But surely enough, his vision began to blur, and the pain began to set in, before he started to drift off, but he wanted to make sure Salada knew how grateful he was, so before he drifted off, he was able to get out a prominent proclamation.
"Thanks... for the fight... Commander..."
And with that, Jarehd's eyes closed as he fell completely unconscious, but yet was filled with more pride than he had ever felt in his entire life. With this battle closed and in the books, Jarehd was more than capable of believing what he could do now. He was a proud member of the squad of Saiyans led by the Commander known as Salada. And for Jarehd, that was more than enough. But he knew Salada would tell him it was far from what she wanted for him. And whatever Salada would want of him, Jarehd would gladly do it, because it was his duty, as Salada's subordinate, to obey her commands... and serve her to her satisfaction. As a fellow, proud, and undefeatable Saiyan warrior.
[EXIT] WC: 897 TWC: 9,004
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"Only A Failure Abandons His Principles And Pride."
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Dec 30, 2023 17:01:58 GMT -5
Post by Admin on Dec 30, 2023 17:01:58 GMT -5
Name: Jarehd Previous PL: 14,896 PL Gained: 26,651 New PL: 41,548
+6 TP Previous TP: 1/7 New TP: 7/13
Previous Zeni: 311 Zeni Gained: 11,885 New Zeni: 12,196
Name: Salada Previous PL: 28,034 PL Gained: 25,728 New PL: 53,762
+5 TP Previous TP: 4/10 New TP: 9/15
Previous Zeni: 8,355 Zeni Gained: 11,473 New Zeni: 19,828
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