POWER LEVEL
45,859
Tech Points
8
Forms
Adrenaline Rush [x4]
Zeni
3,474
Archived
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Apr 18, 2022 17:07:13 GMT -5
Post by Anastasia on Apr 18, 2022 17:07:13 GMT -5
Power Level: 32,492
Weighted Power Level: 8,123
"Forget about it Ana," the Namekian, Eska, said with a shake of their head.
Anastasia and Eska had fought together in street fights in the past. In fact Eska had defeated Anastasia in a few street fights in the past. Now they were turning her away from the group tonight. It was a ragtag collection of fighters of different races and species. There was a little bit of everything from humans to majin. Currently in the center of the circle there was skinny majin sending long stretchy punches at a different namekian who was struggling to match the range of majin's attacks with their own arm stretching techniques.
It didn't matter that it was the middle of the night, and the rest of the city was asleep. Out here on the docks the nocturnal came out to shed their day to day lives in freeing combat. The night time street fighting crews were generally a welcoming bunch. It was a more casual collection of fighters, it was more dangerous than traditional martial arts tournaments because there were no weight classes, and the rules were anything goes. But it was still safer than going to the fighting pits because the fights always were stopped before anyone was seriously injured. It was a good middle ground for those looking for a fight, but not wanting to commit to any sort of fighting network.
"You didn't mind me fighting before," Ana responded back with the slightest of frowns.
"Before you weren't a ridiculous power house," Eska pointed at Ana, "No one here can take you Ana, I don't care if you're wearing weights, yeah I can tell, it's too dangerous. Go fight in the pits."
Ana sighed inwardly. This was becoming an increasing problem for her that she hadn't expected. She was advancing past the common fighters. This wasn't the first street fight that was turning her away, but she had hoped that at least Eska or this fighting ring would have given her a good match. She didn't blame them though. They fought for money, and no one would put their money down on a fight against someone who was more than twice their strength. It didn't matter if Anastasia suppressed her power level, it was still obvious how strong she was to those fighting here tonight.
"Eska," Ana said, "I'm just looking for a friendly spar. I don't want the raw blood bath of a pit fight."
"Anastasia one good hit from you will cause a blood bath," Eska said, tone firm as they crossed their arms stubbornly, "Just find another crew."
Eska's rejection stung. They hadn't exactly been friends. But this had been one of the fighting groups that she had visited the most often during her travels. For them to turn her away... she couldn't explain why it bothered her, but it did. Anastasia wanted to argue more, but what would it accomplish? And she didn't really even have an argument to provide for why Eska and the rest should risk their safety just because Anastasia wanted a casual warm up spar and she didn't have any other partners to go to.
"Hey, you aren't the boss of us, Eska!" A voice called out. It was Brute, an older saiyan fighter who Anastasia had fought with in the pits before. In fact he was the one who introduced her to weighted training, "Let Ana fight!"
"Are you going to take her on then, Brute??" Eska challenged him.
Brute raised his hands up with a laugh, "No way, she'd cream me. I may be a saiyan, but I know to pick my fights! But at least let her hang out! Maybe some one would actually be crazy enough to take her on! Kami knows it'd make one hell of a show at least."
"I don't like the idea of calling an ambulance just because you want a 'show' Brute," Eska remarked dryly.
Anastasia cut in, not liking being talked about as if she weren't there, "Eska, I'm not going to kill anyone. You know I have more control than that... Just let me hang around."
Eska looked between Anastasia and Brute and then shook their head and let out a 'do what you want' kind of scoff. They turned back to the circle of fighters as they cheered, the Majin standing over the namekian in victory.
Ana stepped up to Brute and gave him a nod, "Thank you..."
"Forget about it kid, I hope you pick up a good fight!"
Word Count: 750
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I've made a terrible mistake.
POWER LEVEL
111,973
Tech Points
25/26
Forms
Oozaru [x10]
Zeni
47,380
UNSORTED
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Apr 19, 2022 18:27:08 GMT -5
Post by Jorey on Apr 19, 2022 18:27:08 GMT -5
Jorey
Current Power Level: 5,243
Earth was, so far, different. It wasn't completely desert, completely winter, completely mountains, or completely plains. It certainly wasn't a complete wasteland, either. It was diverse when it came to the seasons, terrain, even the people. One thing that Jorey was really surprised about is the fact that there were different species here other than Earthlings. Saiyans and Namekians also existed here. He wondered what else was different about this planet. However, most importantly, he wondered what jobs and opportunities he had here. The USD had a base of operations here. If Jorey could get into contact with the PTO, he could make easy money by demonstrating his strength here. The same could be said about the USD, but he'd rather not have to cooperate with them. Maybe there was a high-priority target here worth assassinating? Diplomats that need to be dealt with? There's corruption everywhere, which means opportunities everywhere. Jorey's scouter went off as he scoured the streets over the buildings of South City. Speaking of opportunities and demonstrating strength...
There were quite a few power levels gathered around in the streets close by. Many of them weren't really much to worry about, but there was one that really caught Jorey's attention. "A power level of a little over eight-thousand, huh? There's an interesting power level right there."
Jorey had a few questions. For one, why were there a bunch of people gathering in one area like this? Secondly, who was this person with a higher power level than Jorey? He knew it was possible for people to be stronger than him, but the Saiyan wasn't familiar with individuals who had this strength on Earth and came from Earth. If this individual managed to be an Earthling and have this kind of power, Jorey would be interested in finding out exactly how they attained this strength. Jorey wasn't about to waste anymore time. He leapt from the building, safely landing on the streets below. With a running start, Jorey hovered barely above the street, flying at full speed towards the power level readings he got on his scouter. When he got to walking distance from the power levels, he dropped to the floor and strutted slowly and calmly to the light to see what was going on. From there, the Saiyan tried to survey the situation. What's going on here? There's a quite a lotta people here.
Jorey looked around and saw the same pattern he saw beforehand on Earth: a diverse group of people, species varying with each person. There was a Saiyan there, a Namekian there. Actually, there was a Namekian in the center, too, with some pink blob with stretchy arms there. Whaaaat in the hell is that thing?
Jorey stayed fixated on said pink blob for quite a few seconds. He couldn't get that thought out of his head. What the hell IS that thing? He'd never seen a species like that before. Okay, no seriously, what the hell is that!? It isn't a Frost-jin, definitely not any Saiyan, it has stretchy arms like a Namekian, but, like, what the fuck!? Why is it so pink, too!? What does it live off of!? What the hell is this place!?
Jorey spent a few more seconds trying to figure out what exactly that thing was, and then his attention was taken off of it to another individual. The scouter went off, revealing the eight-thousand power level again. He'd almost forgot what he came there for, staring at the pink, stretchy creature. "Oh, right, eight-thousand power level."
Looking in the direction the scouter was pointing, Jorey was able to find the individual in question. Sure enough, it didn't seem like it was any Saiyan or other humanoid race. It seemed like this was an Earthling, unless the Saiyan would be proven wrong by interacting with her. She seemed like she was in an argument with a Namekian. Were they familiar with each other? Were they friends? Jorey's eyes widened as he thought of something else. Wait a minute, is that her lover? Are Namekians even capable of having interpersonal relationships like that!? Dammit, now I'm sounding like some crazy scientist!
Jorey shook the thoughts out of his head, returning to the subject at hand. It got to the point where another Saiyan came through and started talking to the Namekian. This sparked more curiosity within the outworlder. He neared closer to the argument ensuing, trying to make out what exactly they were saying. By now, the Namekian and pink thing were done fighting, and the pink thing won. As he got closer and closer, he was able to catch some stuff about "picking a good fight." With that piece, Jorey was able to complete the puzzle about what was going on here. Oh, I see. How interesting. This planet also has fighting rings. This one definitely isn't as organized as an official ring. What do we call these things again? It's on the tip of my tongue....Oh, right. Street fight.
Jorey walked closer to the street fighting ring, his face determined and showing no emotion. He wasn't trying to give off the impression that he was excited to pick a fight, but he definitely was. Street fights meant experience, but it also meant money. Regardless of if he gets a prize for winning any fights, Jorey will get experience for the fight. It was definitely worth getting involved with. When he got close enough, Jorey tossed up his hand. "Yo..."
His cloak still covered his Saiyan tail and armor, but before long, he was planning on taking it off and revealing his heritage, anyway. Stopping not too far from the Saiyan and presumed Earthling woman with an eight-thousand power level, he continued his statement. "You looking for a fight?"
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POWER LEVEL
7,617
Tech Points
0
Forms
Hyper-Focus [x5]
Zeni
6,478
Archived
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Apr 23, 2022 20:03:48 GMT -5
Post by Katrina Russel on Apr 23, 2022 20:03:48 GMT -5
PL: 1,660 ”t’is a fight you will not win.”
She came from the shadows, appearing so suddenly and silently it was as if she materialized there. Black hair fell like ink around her bare shoulders, blending into the outfit she wore. Long black gloves adorned her arms, merging into a tunic tied at the waist with a muted, gold belt festooned with pockets. A skirt cut diagonally covered a pair of leggings, shrouding her legs and ending in soft black flats. It was an outfit optimized for agility and stealth, and in that it did it’s job. Of course, no outfit such as this would do it’s job if her face was visible; an oblong black disc covered her face, held on by unknown means, and was emblazoned with a stylized phoenix, outlined in gold.
As she spoke, she removed the mask, slipping it into the large pouch on her belt. Sparkling blue eyes contrasted sharply with the black of her lipstick and the winged eyeliner, seeming to almost glow in the dark such was the intensity of the sapphire orbs. A smile played about her painted lips, said eyes fixed upon Anastasia, even as her words addressed the random Saiyan. Katrina had no faith he could win; Anastasia was, after all, the single strongest person Katrina had yet encountered, casting all others into shadow. One some level, Katrina realized she was idolizing this girl, perhaps due to the adventure they went on together, but at the same time Katrina cared very little. If anything, she was underselling Anastasia.
Her lips curled into something that was close to a smile, or as close to a smile as Katrina seemed capable of, as she reached level with the group; her eyes flicked from Anastasia, first to the Namekian, then to the Saiyan, and then back to Anastasia, settling on the taller woman’s face. To be honest, Katrina only stepped out of her concealment due to Anastasia, one of the few people she felt comfortable enough with to talk freely. She had no missions planned, not tonight anyway, and thus was just going for a nighttime skulk in the shadows when she encountered this fighting ring. Pure happenstance, but one Katrina would gladly cash in on.
”Greetings, Anastasia.”
Finally tearing her eyes away, she turned towards the Saiyan, her smile falling and the stoic expression returning, like a stone mask.
”But of course, if you insist on your challenge, I would be honored to fight beside you. ‘Tis many a year since I have seen one of your kind fight.”
With that said, she took several steps back, letting her slender fingers fall to her waist; with deft movements, the thick belt was unlatched, collapsing the ground with surprising weight, indicating it carried quite a few things within its myriad pockets. It was a bygone conclusion that Katrina was going to partake in this fight; she needed a good warm-up, and needed to experience how those stronger than her fought. She was quite confident she could avoid most blows, her speed outstripping most individuals, though had no allusions to being able to actually harm her, especially when it came to fisticuffs. Though a trained fighter in every method of killing, she was far less adept without the benefits of weaponry.
”Will be interesting to see, Miss Anastasia. The question has bogged my mind since Orange City. Your strength is overwhelming, for sure. How can I possibly hope to compare? ‘Tis the only solution, I think, to pit myself against you in hopes that some modicum of success can be scraped from what is sure to be failure.”
Despite her casual stance, she was ready for battle, eyes flaring gold as ki rushed through her. Every muscle thrummed with energy, ready to act on a moments notice.
”Word of advice, Saiyan. Do not let her hit you. It would likely cleave you in twain.”
Her words were cool, stoic, and with a tone of such sure certainty, one could almost be convinced she saw it in a vision. Her eyes fell again on Anastasia, and a look crossed her face; equal parts mischievous and malicious, it lit up her elfin features, making her look like some sort of Fae, here to steal her soul. WC: 712 |
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POWER LEVEL
45,859
Tech Points
8
Forms
Adrenaline Rush [x4]
Zeni
3,474
Archived
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Apr 26, 2022 15:04:07 GMT -5
Post by Anastasia on Apr 26, 2022 15:04:07 GMT -5
Power Level: 32,492
Weighted Power Level: 8,123
"Yo..."
Not even a minute later some one had approached Anastasia and Brute. It was like the stars had aligned perfectly. Anastasia and Brute turned to the stranger. Anastasia looked over the cloaked figure, she had thought that it might have been Zero the Changeling at first what with the cloak, but it was immediately obvious that it wasn't. She subtly sensed along the man's power level. He wasn't anywhere close to her base level, but they wasn't extremely behind her weighted level. But there was still a hefty gap.
Before Anastasia could respond another voice perked up from the shadows, stepping into the affair.
”t’is a fight you will not win.”
Even if she hadn't recognized the voice, there was no mistaking that peculiar speech pattern. Katrina, wearing a mysterious mask, appeared like a wraith, seeming to coalesce from the shadows herself. Anastasia hadn't even sensed her even though she wasn't suppressing her Ki. Anastasia frowned internally. Was she getting lazy in her sensing and perceptions? She was going to have to brush up on the basics. She didn't like being snuck up on, but at least this time it wasn't an unwelcome face. Or at least it wasn't an unwelcome face when she had taken off her mask.
Ana hadn't seen Katrina since the earthquake where the two of them, along with Zero, had worked to save as many civilians as they could. She had made a favorable first impression with Anastasia that day with her quick thinking and even quicker action. Ana hadn't expected for them to meet so soon, or even at all. Katrina didn't seem the type to travel around the same circles that Ana did. Her regal bearing and polite speech was out of place here in dingy street fighting circle, and would be even more so in a fighting pit. Not that, that would matter in an actual fight. Anastasia was confident that the articulate woman could hold her own against most of the people in tonight's matches.
"Katrina," Anastasia said in greeting with a slight incline of her head.
Brute blinked and looked between Anastasia and Katrina and then leaned down to whisper in Anastasia's ear, "You know her? Who's the babe???"
Ana turned to Brute and gave the older saiyan man a flat stare. He was easily old enough to be Anastasia's father, possibly Katrina's depending on the other woman's age. Even though Anastasia's expression was flat, Brute could still feel her gaze prickling at him dangerously. Brute stepped back defensively and raised his hands, "Whaaaat?"
Ana held her gaze on Brute just a bit longer, enough to get him to squirm, before turning back to Katrina and her conversation with the stranger. Katrina was offering to join the fight? Interesting. Her power level was lower than the stranger's, but Ana had seen Katrina's impressive speed in action. And if the way she held and carried herself was anything to go by, she probably had the skill and technique to help compensate for the disparity in raw power.
It would be a challenge for Anastasia to compensate if they both teamed up on her. She had been in team matches, and battle royals. But it wasn't often she was in a two-on-one scenario. Those usually ended badly in the pits. It would be good experience for her two fight multiple adversaries. Of course, that was only if the stranger, (did Katrina said he was a saiyan? That'd make sense.) agreed. The pride of the saiyan race might prevent him from accepting the help...
She decided to provide a nudge of encouragement.
"I'll accept your challenge, if you both come at me, " Ana said, directing it at the man, and extended her hand to, "I respect you challenging me on your own. But I would enjoy the experience of fighting the both of you together."
She tried to phrase it as the man doing her a favor, rather than accepting help from a stranger. Ana hoped that this would ease the sting of the man's pride and make it easier to accept the terms of the battle, while also saving face.
Other members of the street fighting crew had slowly noticed the party of people talking and began murmuring. Money started exchanging hands, and that caught Brute's eye. He grinned wolfishly and then boomed out.
"We got a new challenger folks! A Two versus One on Anastasia!" he pointed towards the stranger and Katrina, "These two new guys are going to take on 'Miss Fortress' herself! Who's taking bets? I'm putting down 1,000z on Anastasia!"
Ana's jaw tightened in the slightest of grimaces. God, she hated that stupid nick name...
Word Count: 783
Total Word Count: 1,533
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I've made a terrible mistake.
POWER LEVEL
111,973
Tech Points
25/26
Forms
Oozaru [x10]
Zeni
47,380
UNSORTED
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May 2, 2022 19:02:18 GMT -5
Post by Jorey on May 2, 2022 19:02:18 GMT -5
Interestingly enough, the first voice Jorey heard wasn't coming from the specific woman with a power level over eight thousand. Upon finding the individual who spoke, the Saiyan's expressed confusion with his eyes, locking on the other woman. This wasn't necessarily because of her appearance, but rather her "appearance." As in, Jorey was just really confused about how she got there. Where in the actual hell did this girl come from? I am very confused. How come I didn't get a reading on the scouter from her coming?
Immediately afterwards, Jorey pressed on his scouter to get a reading on this girl. Unfortunately, he couldn't get any reading. He was confused again. How was this possible? After pondering on it for a brief moment, Jorey remembered something that came from his last encounter with the Saiyan, Athren. There were people on this planet that knew how to conceal their energy. That must be what she's doing then. I really needa learn how to conceal my own energy and sense others'. I'm gonna end up falling behind, relying on my scouter here.
Jorey felt no insult, surprisingly enough, from the girl's words. Jorey knew that this woman was stronger than him. She had a power level of over eight thousand. Last time Jorey checked, he was only around five thousand. There was quite a huge power gap. Additionally, while Jorey may have his Oozaru form, what's to say that this woman doesn't have something else up her sleeve. All strong people hide at least one ace up their sleeve. It wouldn't make sense to brandish your power all over the place. Unless you were specifically looking for attention in some way, shape, or form. Besides, as far as Jorey could tell, there was no full moon in site tonight. He was obviously on the losing side. However, these kinds of situations were exciting in their own way. Jorey can gain fighting experience on this planet, learn a few things, and get stronger himself. Every battle was an opportunity for Jorey to learn about warriors from different places. This would definitely help in the future, depending on what kind of target he might get, or what task he might have to perform. Of course, there was an even more interesting development starting to unfold in front of Jorey. Jorey now knew the names of the other two individuals. The stronger woman, the one with the power level of over eight thousand, was Anastasia. The woman with absolutely no power level was Katrina. It seems the two of these women are familiar with each other. This situation was, indeed interesting. It seems that Katrina also admires Anastasia in one way or another. Regardless of their relationship, Jorey was still pretty excited about this situation. He hadn't felt this way about a fight for a long time. Despite the excitement he felt, his face stayed cool and collected. He showed no emotion on his face at this point. At this point in time, it was suggested that Katrina and Jorey team up against Anastasia. A two-on-one may have been very dishonorable for any other Saiyan that came from Vegeta, but this wasn't a situation where Jorey's pride was at stake. He understands the benefit of having a two-on-one, so on and so forth. Besides, this could be fun in and of itself. Jorey noticed a subtle change in Katrina's presence when she spoke to him about making this a two-on-one. Her eyes seemed to have some golden tint to it suddenly. Jorey figured this must be that "Ki" thing Athren mentioned. Jorey himself always thought of it as "energy." Might take some getting used to. These two have certainly met before and are relatively familiar with them. Maybe Jorey could learn a thing or two about Earth from these two fighters. Anastasia also called out to Jorey, speaking about her preferring to fight them both rather than just one-on-one. A part of Jorey was a little insulted to hear this, but at the end of the day, he wasn't expecting to win regardless. It would make sense why she would want to fight them bot instead of just one of them. Jorey scratched his head and sighed before answering. "I wasn't really against fighting a two-on-one in the first place. I already know Anastasia's too strong for me and I'll most likely lose, but that doesn't mean I'm gonna back away from a fight just like that."
Jorey took his cloak and tossed it off, revealing his Saiyan armor and his tail. He then squared up, getting himself in a position ready to do battle. His Saiyan tail wagged a bit, and although his scouter might just prove useless in this battle, he still wore it. Katrina regarded Jorey once more, but she kept calling him a Saiyan, rather than by his own name. That was definitely understandable, considering the Saiyan hadn't introduced himself. Still, it was a little concerning for her to call him that, over and over. "Okay, first off, I'm called Jorey. Just call me that. Second off, what's a 'twain?' I'm not familiar with your dialect."
The other Saiyan Anastasia was accompanied with started making an announcement. Something about a "Miss Fortress," which was most likely Anastasia's nickname. Thinking about this, Jorey wondered how he hadn't gotten a nickname yet, in all his ventures. He's usually just referred to as "Jorey." There was also a mention of something called Zeni. Interesting, I'm learning more about this planet the more time I spend with these people. What is this "Zeni" they're talking about? Is that the currency of this planet?
At this point, Jorey was ready to fight. He was just waiting for the official announcement that the match has started. Anastasia seemed like she was ready to fight, and Katrina was clearly ready, as well. Thinking it through, Jorey knew this was going to be a tough fight for them if Katrina turned out to be weaker than Jorey. Playing smart and hitting hard where it counts were the things Jorey would be focusing on. He also knew that if Katrina were to go down before him, he would have a hard time dealing with Anastasia solo. It all depended on how they fought. Word Count: 1,044 |
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"Only A Failure Abandons His Principles And Pride."
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May 5, 2022 11:10:53 GMT -5
Post by Admin on May 5, 2022 11:10:53 GMT -5
Katrina, You're getting yourself 549 power level along with 507 Zeni!
Jorey, you're rocking out at... 1,528 Power level and 1,296 zeni!
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