Dragonball M, Chapter 2: Lighthouse! Across the Shores of Shattered Time!

[bruceleegreyhulk]

OOC: no pleasing some people.

The fruit, aimed at Meagan's back, missed thanks to Spidus' TK attack. Instead, it flew past her and barely missed hitting him. Good thing too or the match might have been called on account of outside interference.

Qaztoh is watching the fight at the Lookout " Wow this is amazing Meagan is so cool! That illusion trick she did where there was six of her was so cool! Come on Meagan you can do finish that Spidey thingy off !" Qaztoh said.

[bruceleegreyhulk]

Parsley saw what Jack did - a teleported attack that struck from the inside. Clever human; she sought to follow suit.

She followed Jack's attack with a Void Beam aimed for the massive beast's open mouth.

If that did anything or not would be icing on the cake for what she had going next. A pair of energy balls began charging in each hand, one green and the other blue. Ki started to cycle through her and into the balls.

OOC: Nullification Effect: -90%

Praxat keeps generating a electromagnetic field using Thunder Tongue Barrage and uses Flash Hop for evasion. " After we take this mutt down I want to collect that blood of his for research purposes. " Praxat said through the telepathic link.

[bruceleegreyhulk]

Chris nods.

“Yeah yeah, I can play nice, Froggy.”

Smirking, he looks over at Held.

“Well, come on. There are three more levels past this one to check out, and I just happen to have swiped me a pass key or three.”

He tosses Held and Althena each one.

Althena grabs the key with her tongue and puts it in one of her hand cuffs . " Hmm this is a key? it looks strange and it doesn't look like a key to me." Althena said as her skin turns orange with a curiosity Emoji showing in her pendent .


Althena attempts to use her raw strength to break the Ki binders on her arms .

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

The beams came. Sarada moved, dashing forward toward the center of the ring.

Several of her own blasts that hadn't been called on earlier we're summoned and moved to intercept the incoming beams. Whether they hit or not was irrelevant; she needed space.

She leaped into the air. "Fire!" The Galick Gun was fired, not at Balon, but at the ring itself. When it hit, and detonated, the explosion and force generated by it spread out like a wave - an unstoppable, omnidirectional attack that was designed to sweep over the ring.

And it does.

When the dust and light settles down, however, Samson remains standing exactly where he had been.

“Lion Style, the Proud King is Unmovable.”

He lowers his arms and straightens up from his slight crouch.

“Most impressive. Truely, your highness, you are a cut above most others.”

He smiles and starts heading towards the nearest edge of the arena.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

"Bleh..." Sasheem shook his head. "Shoulda quit while you were ahead, mutt..." The Majin shot a small portion of ki, at the howling hybrid while it was too distracted to notice. The first step of his Cobra Curse ability, if it connected.

It connects.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

A ray of anger passed through the telepathic link. Parsley assumed it had something to do with whatever was going on at the Lookout. She was right, but it wasn't for the reason she thought. She could sense the other enemy was there and the battle raging was a fierce one. She also sensed that someone was dangerously close to dying.

That person, it turned out, was Erosa.

From what Parsley knew, Erosa was a magical being created from Etrina's subconscious. She hadn't given it much thought, so she was likely way off base at this juncture. Regardless, that was all inconsequential. The girl was dying.

This was, understandably, has Ishtar incensed. Yet, that wasn't the reason for the message. The cause of that was the fact that Asha'rah - Erosa supposed lover - failed to even consider doing what she could within her immense and expansive capabilities to help her. Instead, she opted to leave it to others and lend her abilities toward finishing off an enemy who was supposedly at the brink of defeat already. The implication there was that Asha'rah's aid was not needed and thus she would have been better served - and obligated - to do what she could to increase the possibility of saving a person she cared dearly for.

Parsley's initial, impulse reaction was weariness. Perhaps it was simply because she was busy fighting her own fierce battle, but she couldn't find the need or desire to become as worked up as Ishtar obviously was. Perhaps - and more likely - it was because she had zero interaction with Erosa and thus failed to see the need to let her heart swell with righteous indignation at what was perceived as an assailable offense.

Yet, as she devoted spare modicums of thought to it, she began to see why there was so much anger leaking into the telepathic link. And to do so, she merely needed to place herself in that situation. Avoca was laying on the ground, dying from a grievous, fatal injury. The brief, but unmistakable twinge of pain in her chest at the very thought told her all she needed to know about how she would react.

Whether Asha'rah was as close to Erosa as she herself was to Avoca wasn't clear. However, threatening to use Hakai to erase Ishtar's step-sister - whoever that may have been - because of the threat of the Id dying gave clear evidence toward the nature of their bond. The Id did end up dying from that - if she remembered right - yet the step-sister still lived, she assumed. So, what made that any different from this? This, where the enemy was far less personal and the injury far more life-threatening than a thought.

Unless Asha'rah's actions lent toward the battle was the use of her stolen Hakai, Parsley could see no difference, and no reason as to why she would neglect to use her creation powers to mend and heal her lover.

What an enigma the mind of a god was. The higher powers that permeated their band of warriors had proven themselves once again to be no more logical than the mortals that fought shoulder to shoulder to them.

In the end, all Parsley offered was a weighty sigh. The current predicament she found herself in prevented her from offering a response, but she decided she would seek some kind of answer when she returned to the Lookout.

She did, however, off one thing. 'If I may, I would like to know if Avoca and my family are safe.'

Priorities.





Parsley saw what Jack did - a teleported attack that struck from the inside. Clever human; she sought to follow suit.

She followed Jack's attack with a Void Beam aimed for the massive beast's open mouth.

If that did anything or not would be icing on the cake for what she had going next. A pair of energy balls began charging in each hand, one green and the other blue. Ki started to cycle through her and into the balls.

OOC: Nullification Effect: -90%

He counters it with his own massive mouth blast that Parsley will have to dodge because she knows she’s not tanking it without taking damage.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Having recovered well enough from having taken a number of those spines--yeowch!--Totoma decided to add his own attack to this, thrusting his hands forward. Drawing them back, he began chanting that familiar mantra...

"Kame...."

His aura flared green as he began channeling energy into the Full Boar Kamehameha crackling between his palms.

Haru whirls and fires a massive mouth beam at him the width of a house.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

It does, and it doesn't. Meagan was already in a forward motion when he attacked. The effect could have sent her falling flat on her face, but instead she quickly somersaulted onto her hands. Springing into the air, she put her ki into her legs, aimed, and hit him hard in the gut.

The blow lands and Spidus is sent flying out of the arena, crashing into the ground.

Meagan wins!

The crowd erupts into cheers for her.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

The decisive turn of a battle, whether through guile, stratagem or sheer force, is never completely set so long as the struggle ensues. The enemy guards and makes elusive their folly, for it is all too readily seized by a choice moment of focus, one precise implementation of will. The path to victory is set to a a moment's vigilance.

Or in many cases, a moment's neglect.

Through her remaining hand, Glacia telegraphed her intent. Having been exposed, her heated focus had fallen solely on returning to Etrina the agony inflicted upon her. Seizing her limblessly, nonetheless it seemed as if she took some twisted glee in putting on the motions from a distance as the cold blood crept and her face screwed in possessed, manic glee.

How utterly Arcosian

Ochazuke - who had been approaching behind Ishtar earlier - flanked her from behind. His rough-hewn hand shot out from the side and seized upon Glacia's in an instant.



The Genki energy flowed through him, and with the gathered energy of the Magicite heart, he followed through on Erosa's last intention in pursuit of a familiar target. Folding the metacarpal bones down the crest of Glacia's hand, Ochazuke pressed down with his thumb, and as the fingers folded in, the tendons twist, the joints popped, and the fingers splay loosely.

Don't lose yourself, he said to Etrina, poring his insight over Glacia's frame where the still-bleeding wounds closed over her mechanical heart. She wasn't willing to die that you would end up like this.

The energy resonating within him carried within it a familiar presence. More than the echo of a hunter's path, as he applied the Woven Path to Glacia and set the hybrid dangling loosely by the wrist where he seized her, the familiar memory-echo pulsed through Ochazuke, the last intentions carried in Erosa's heart, perhaps wordlessly assuring Etrina before he tore Glacia from the Lookout on a rapid ascent upward.

He'd seen the shape of the magic, the intricate lattice-work of spellcraft within the Cyborg where Ishtar and Etrina tore away at her being. But despite the energy gathered within him, the method of the technique, its execution was a thing unpracticed. However...

"Is this the vision the Doctor has for his children? Are you nothing more than a living weapon then?"

As they tore ever upward, his aura seemed to recede, as Banjakuza revealed the inner nature of his target; and through the telepahthic link, the shape of its source could be traced in his thoughts.

Ochazuke's PL: 900k
* Genki Charge: 3; energy gathered for Incomplete Spirit Bomb
**Erosa's PL = 700k
Bequeathed Magicite Charges x5 = 3.5 Mill
***Current PL = ???

For the moment, Glacia hangs limply from his Gras p as he rockets upwards.

And indeed, the inner workings and protections of her inner engine, and her own body, lay bare to all.

Glacia tries to lash out and choke Ochazuke with her tail.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Althena grabs the key with her tongue and puts it in one of her cuff hands . " Hmm this is a key? " " it looks strange and it doesn't look like a key to me." Althena said as her skin turns orange with a curiosity Emoji showing in her pendent .


Althena attempts to use her raw strength to break the Ki binders on her arms .

They resist, and Chris rolls his eyes.

“Those are made for stronger people than us. One moment.....”

He flicks out a piece of tech and after a moment, clicks it. The Ki binders fall off.

[Sub-Zero MKA]

And it does.

When the dust and light settles down, however, Samson remains standing exactly where he had been.

“Lion Style, the Proud King is Unmovable.”

He lowers his arms and straightens up from his slight crouch.

“Most impressive. Truely, your highness, you are a cut above most others.”

He smiles and starts heading towards the nearest edge of the arena.

Sarada didn't react to Balon remaining in the ring, nor did she respond when spoken to. She simply watched for his next move.

OOC: Peerless Instinct: 5 posts

[Sub-Zero MKA]

He counters it with his own massive mouth blast that Parsley will have to dodge because she knows she’s not tanking it without taking damage.

Parsley gritted her teeth and shot into the air to avoid the mouth blasts. Then, she grimaced. This was her only chance. Ki Nullification had reached its climax, so it was now or never. Her advantage would never be better than this.

The nullifying effect reached its maximum 100%, which meant that the beast's power level dropped to 1 for a brief, scant moment.

Now or never! I just need an opening.

Haru whirls and fires a massive mouth beam at him the width of a house.

There! She clapped her hands together and unleashed the twin blast she had been charging. "Spiral Flash!"

[Monstrous Bird of Qin, Ou Ki]

Haru whirls and fires a massive mouth beam at him the width of a house.

Shit! What the hell was up with that beam!?

No... no... stay calm.

"Hame..."

Focusing the last bit of energy into his attack, Totoma waited until the beam had crossed about half the distance, then charged at it, the Kamehameha still in his hands. Heh, his plan was bold, some would say crazy, but he was pumped up and willing to try it.

Right when the beam was about to impact him, he thrust out his hands, seemingly to fire the attack at point-blank range. However, rather than fire it, he used the attack to maneuver himself, grinding on the massive energy blast towards Haru.



Mind straining from the concentration to keep the Kamehameha stable, and body screaming from the wounds from those spikes, he nonetheless managed to keep himself together, and when he flew off the 'edge' of the attack, he had a clear shot at Haru...

Thrusting his arms forward, he completed the 'mantra' of the attack...

"HAAA!!!!!!"

...and a beam of ki equally as large as the one he'd just grinded on bursts forth in a torrent towards Haru, painting the surroundings with a green hue.

[KingofPie]

It connects.

He counters it with his own massive mouth blast that Parsley will have to dodge because she knows she’s not tanking it without taking damage.

Haru whirls and fires a massive mouth beam at him the width of a house.

While Haru's preoccupied with the others, Sasheem unleashes his Cobra Curse, slinging a wide wave of venomous ki the hyrbrid, the fragment planted on him, doubling his power for a brief moment as the wave honed in on it's target.

Sasheem grinned maniacally. Even if being poisoned didn't seem to affect the mutt anymore, hopefully his blast would have enough force to slice the jabroni in two.

OT: Current power level with Kizuna: 850,000. Cobra Curse amplified attack: 1,700,000.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Sarada didn't react to Balon remaining in the ring, nor did she respond when spoken to. She simply watched for his next move.

OOC: Peerless Instinct: 5 posts

He smiles warmly, like a teacher proud of a student. Your instinct tells you that he’s better. No matter what you do, you cannot bridge the gap in skill and your power levels are close enough that his battlefield advantages like the Woven Path, the Wolf’s Prowl and the Bear’s Strength make it unlikely of gaining the upper hand.

“A final thought, you’re majesty. Sometimes true victory is not in beating your opponent, but in discovering who your opponent is. What motivates them, pushes them. What drives them forward. I believe I have my answer.”


He hops off the arena, thus losing.

“Your quest is of more import than mine at the moment. I see no reason to jeapordize your attempts at getting the crystal. I had to make sure of your intentions, and you proved yourself today. You’re core intent is pure.”

He bows formely to her.

“One day, your majesty, we shall dance again. I should like to see you obtain your golden locks by then.”