Dragon Ball NW

[silverwolf]

veryican

ooc: sorry i dont post everyday i work very long hours and usually pass out when i get home.i will do my best to post regularly.

ic:i watch piccolo reel back and get a little worried 'if he needs my help he will ask for it' i thought as the worry showed on my face and yet i still sat and awaited him to finish.

 

[cats]

Nilons

OOC: Have you read my bio Bandman? You probably should. Its just something you should do at least once.

IC: Michio wants me to spar with Ski, to take him in graduly. He better not think I'm the weakest because I'm a girl. In a fight I could easlly take him. Or at least I should. Big guys like him my have power, which he must have, but they lack speed. I know there is no way he can move as fast as me and Laos.

I was about to voice my complant but then Laos made a very valid point. What the hell could our ancesters do that we still must learn. I wated for the reply. Then afterwards I beat up Michio for his sexest veiws.

 

[bandman2000]

ooc: Hmm... never seems to fail. No matter what happens, I always seem to be getting my ass in the fire over something I said. Cats, let me explain full out that I'm not a sexist mysoginist pig-dog bastard. I can be a dickhead many times and do have a knack for putting my foot in my mouth but i didn't intend to give you that thought about me. I hold women in high regard so if i offended you, I'm sorry.

And as for reading your bios, I did. I was just trying to remember the family lines more than the particular stuff. Now that that's rectified, I'll remember not to try to piss you off.

Damn... Ok, now that I've hopefully saved my bacon... on with the story.

ic: After my comment for possible teams for fighting, I notice Nilons' eyes seem to flare up with anger. I remember that she might misconstrue my remarks as being sexist so I say to her,
"Whoa there Nilons! Don't get pissed at me. I apologize if I offended you. I guess my masochism got a bit out of control."

*Note to self: DON'T ACT LIKE AN SEXIST PIG-DOG AROUND NILONS YOU BAKA!*

Laos gets my attention by yelling, "Hey! Smartass! Answer my question... What else did they do or have other than flying?"

I jerk my head around and get the gears going in my head.
"Oh yeah, sorry Laos. Well to answer your question, the same power we have."

"Come again?" asked Nilons.

"Well remember what Piccolo told all of us to do for flying? Gathering your energy inside you and forcing it to a certain part of your body?"

Everyone nods.

"Well you can use that same energy as a weapon. One of the things I've been able to decifer from the Book was something called the Kamehameha Wave. I've been trying to do it and only got it going once. Let me see if I can do it again."

I get up and move towards the center of the tree lane facing outwards. I focus my inner energy in my chest and an strange aura seem to envelop me. Everyone looks at me as I then explain to them.

"Take your energy and focus it in your chest. That's like a reservoir for the energy needed for the attack. Then..."

*I put my hands together wrist to wrist one hand over the other leaving an opening in the palms of my hands.*

"...cup your hands like so and bring your hands to your side while still together."

*I move my hands to the side that everyone is so they can see the action.*

"Once you do that, you focus your energy like water flowing from your chest through your arms and into your hands like this..."

The energy starts to pool in my hands and I start the chant.

"Ka..."

"Me..."

A blue ball forms in the palm of my hands and gets bigger.

"Ha..."

"Me..."

I can feel it coming together. I'm going to do it again. Then I scream at the top of my lungs.

"HAAAAAA!!"

I thrust my hands forward and a stream of blue energy ripples out of my hands like water down a stream. The light coming off it is dazzling as the length of the Kamehameha wave starts to shrink and finally tapers off to nothing.

Nilons, Ski and Laos all look at me stunned after seeing the display then they see me fall to my knees almost out of breath. They run up to me to see if I'm alright then I remark,
"I forgot to mention: the power needed is so great that I can do it only once then I'm pretty much out of it for a bit. How's that for a response Laos?"

I then just hold myself there trying to catch my breath and regain some of my strength.

 

[cats]

Nilons

OOC: Bandman I am did not beleive you were sexist in any way but the fact is Nilons her self is sexist in a way. She paranoid that guys are normaly sexist towards her.

As for reading my bio. I asked you to do that because you called my a gal. I am a guy just so every one knows. Don't worry I people have mistaken me for a girl on this site before.

IC: Oh he already regrets his comment. Guess he did it by accident. He probably is sexist in normal situations. I'll let him off for now. Only because I want to have a clear reson to beat him down. Laos then brought his atention back to the task at hand.

Kam_ma_ what? Okay now the people are just bull shiting. He then brought his hands together. He started chanting, and created a blue ball of energy. Great now when the enemy comes we can show him pretty colors. If he thinks this is impresive, I could so beat his ass.

Finishing with a loud "HHHHAAAAAAAAAAA" a blue beam shot from his hands off in to the distance. My eyes opened wider then normal. Maybe he did know something worth while. I then noticed what he did damage wise. I tried to hide the shock on my face.

I began to smile even if he thought Laos and himself were better then me, he would have a tough time explaining to the new green guy that he blew up his ship. I turned to Michio with that half smile grin Laos did earlier. "Mchio, you just blew up Verican's ship. You beter hope he's not mad."

Now it was his turn to look shocked. Laos now came to his senses. "Nilons, why the hell are you smileing?" Laos said. He had a point we were all freinds here. Even if Michio was sexist. Its not agood reason to take pleasure in his misry. I needed to come up witha reason to smile so I made a quick excuse. "Well, I'm impressed by the move." Nither one of them doubted my word fortunatly. If they did they would quickly relise why.

I then remembered Ski. He was slightly less confused now. I guess he probably figures if people are flying around and hes with to green men this must be normal. Heck he had a point, why the hell was I suprised.

"Earth to Nilons. Hey remember me, Laos I'm tlking to you." Oops aperently Laos was talking to me and I was distracted.
"Yes I'm Listening Laos." "Bout time. Okay shure this move is powerful, but its not all that impresive. First off it makes Michio very tired. Next it takes time to do. Finally what happens when his opnet is attacking him." Laos made three good points. I'd have tro consider them.

 

[Phoenix]

Ski in "Training Day"



At the mention of the name Gohan I realized that both me and this Michio might be related. I was never too close to the family and all but I do remember the name Gohan being in the family cemetary a few years back. After all there not that many Gohans running around on this world anyways.

Ok lemme get this straight books written in code, guys named Veggie err Vegeta, some kind of powers. Hmmm maybe this Michio guy has been sniffing guy or my family is seriously screwed up. Damn why could I born to regular people.

I was just about tell these guys where they can shove this Saiyan shit when someone mentioned sparring. Now that is what I'm talking about. Now I get some real action and I get to prove just because I can't fly doesn't mean I can't fight. The thing that caught me was the fact that that dickhead Michio just insulted me. "Ease me in??" Excuse me. I have been sparring for years. Hell I lived going from town to town going through streetfights and toughman contests to make endmeat. Nothing personal to this chick but "ease me in" I think not. Instead of wasting my time berating my possible relative I just shot him my most evil look. Just because I did not have my decoder ring or the Harry Potter Book of Bullshit does not mean I am an inferior warrior.

I admit that whole Kamehameha Wave blowing up that green dude errr Namek's space ship. I began to focus like the others said they had to do. With my eyes clenched and my body tensed, my mind was focused on finding my energy and releasing it. Suddenly I felt a slight lift. Waitaminute I can't feel the ground under me. That crack in concentration put me back on the ground on my feet. Redoubling my focused I pushed even harder. The vein in my neck began to bulge as beads of sweat began to stream down my face. Suddenly like a rubberband that was released, my body sprung into the air at a tremendous speed. That was a good thing. The bad thing was I did know how to control the speed or the directions. Uh this was going to hurt. Once again I slammed right through Piccolos house and back around like a boomerang before crash landing in front of the two guys and the hot chick. UGh this was embarrassing.

 

[Dark Warrior]

OOC: Kelson: Feel free to take over Piccolo. While I have controlled him this far, he is basically an NPC. Right now he has a bigger role than he will later on, that's why I'm doing some posts from his point of view. Hell, he may even die later on, seeing as he's so old.

IC: Piccolo.

Piccolo was beginning to get tired of explaining all this shit to everyone.
"Let me say this, young one. You don't spend a couple of centuries being the Guardian of the Earth without learning a few tricks. Now, if you take a seat, I'll explain everything... it will take quite some time, though. Veryican, I hope you don't mind if I go from the top." Piccolo said, though he really cared little about what the Namek had to say. This was starting to turn into a very long day, and it wasn't even mid-day yet.
Piccolo wondered where to start... so many things to tell about... saiyans, the Earth, himself, the nameks, the powers inside of him and the others, the threat that they would have to fight... this was going to take quite some time.
Just as he was about to start, Piccolo was interrupted by a loud couple of smashes.
"Damn, those kids must be practicing their flying again..." he thought, before turning his attention back to the task at hand.

(OOC: Kelson or silverwolf, feel free to boost this along a bit in your next post...)

Laos.

Laos looked down at Ski, a smile widening across his face. He then helped the young man up.
"Well, that was... unexpected. Are you ok? That was actually pretty impressive for a first time. Normally it takes a while to do that. You just need to work on your... ahem... control." he said, trying to swallow back his laughter. He then turned back to Michio, and his face grew serious.
"Wow... that was... seriously impressive. But it does have some flaws, like I said. Do you think we could overcome them?" he asked.
"Well, I think I read something about the attacking becoming easier to do as well as more powerful the more often you use it, and the more powerful you yourself get. But it's hard to tell, with all the code and all. But, back to the task at hand. Sparring." Michio replied, taking on the role of teacher.
"Sounds like fun." Laos said, punching his palm and smiling devilishly.

 

[Kelson]

OOC) Woot, hiya all

IC)

Predictably enough Kelson opened his mouth at Piccolo's words, "Fl..." but was quickly interrupted by Piccolo.

"Yes yes, they are flying, you will too soon, but be silent for now and listen."

"Now, many many years ago...approximately a century ago (that would be 5 generations with an estimate of 20 years / generation--> 100 years) a group of warriors called the Z fighters fought to protect this very planet from various villains from around the universe. Just wait...listen, THEN ask young one. Now, this group was made of many great fighters...the most powerful perhaps to ever exist including Goku, father of Gohan, and Vegeta, both saiyans. The saiyans were a very violent race, but I'm not going into that more...one of the other humans I brought up has a history written by Gohan, son of Goku, which has some details about them if you're really interested. At any rate, in order to protect the earth they used an energy called ki...which is inside of all things. I picked you and these other humans for your exceptional powerlevels...your powerlevel is the amount of ki you have...I JUST CAN, STOP QUESTIONING! Okay, now, your powerlevel is approximately 230 from what I detected...and your companions over there are almost the same. Goku's powerlevel, according to the last readings anyone got from him, was into the hundreds of thousands. So do not think for a moment that this will be easy...you all have a very long way to go. The others have a slight advatange over you, however, they are all part saiyan as they descended from either Vegeta or Goku...actually the girl descends from Bra and Vegeta's son Trunks, both of whom were part saiyan, but that isn't very important. What is important is that you will be able to do some things they can't and they some things you can't due to their ancestry. And now...you find out why you came here. I told you I chose you because of your high powerlevel and then told you it must increase quite a bit...but why? There is a great evil soon to come to earth and although I don't know what it is yet...it will require you and the others to stop it. Now, go introduce yourself to the others while I speak with Veryican."

Finishing his brief introduction to what is happening to Kelson, Piccolo shoos him off and turns to speak to his 'guest' Veryican.

Meanwhile, a 5'10" human male of pure white shoulder-length hair in a white karate gi around 170 lbs and 19 years old approached the group. Self-conciously his fingers ran over the blood crusting on his lip and glanced at the blood that had stained his Gi as he got nearer and watched the others.

In a rather trepitate voice he began to speak, 'Umm...hi...I'm... erm...my name...my name is Kelson and...hi...'

OOC) I figured, because everyone else was part saiyan and I was the only human I'd make him 'slightly' more powerful...heh

EDIT OOC) Thanks for correcting me on the timing issue

 

[bandman2000]

ooc: Once again, apologies to Cats for the misnomer. I'll do my best to keep the shit straight.

ic: I started to recover from my Kamehameha Blast when Nilons was so nice to inform me that I had blown up Veryican's spaceship. Needless to say that got my attention real quick while saying, "Holy Shit!" among other expletives until finally just bowing my head and a humongous sweatdrop formed on my head.

I was then hearing the conversation between Nilons and Laos when I noticed someone coming towards us. I look up and see someone in a White Gi and some spilled blood. The hair was striking.

Stammering a bit, he finally was able to talk.

"Umm...hi...I'm... erm...my name...my name is Kelson and...hi..."

I look him up and down and give a big smile.
"Hi there Kelson! Name's Michio, welcome. By the way, what's with the blood? Piccolo get mad over something?"

Kelson: "No, just took care of some business in an alley back on Earth. All of you are fighters as well?"

"Yep. This is Laos, Nilons, and Ski. So are you a Saiyan like us?"

Kelson: "Nope. Full Human."

Laos hears this and says, "You don't have any Saiyan blood in your veins and you think you can keep up with us?"

I notice some not-too-friendly tension building between the two so I decide to step in and hopefully avert a disaster.

"Ok you two, no need to start a problem. If Piccolo chose him to help us and be a member of the team then so be it. However... I would like to test you. What would you say to you and I having a little sparring match. No flying, no energy blasts, just a good ol' fashioned sparring. What do you say to that Kelson? Or would you prefer to fight another? We were planning on sparring anyways so I guess we can kill two birds with one stone."

Edit ooc: Um Kelson... It's not 32 generations removed from the Z fighters. At most it's about 5 generations. The numbers were to signify how much saiyan blood was in all of us. My ancestor was Gohan who was 1/2 Saiyan then you go to 1/4 saiyan for his descendent then 1/8 for their descendent and so on. I'm 1/64 saiyan so I'm about 5 generations removed. Just for your info so Piccolo doesn't sound completely out of it.

 

[Kelson]

Sparring?

What...they aren't freaking out about my hair? How...wait...something is wrong...no one ignores my hair...it's too...freakish. Something is wrong...better be careful...probably just trying to trick me, like those stupid thugs are always trying to do. What harm can a spar do though...after all, this Piccolo character did just teleport me or something.

"Yea, sure, I'll spar any one of you...any rules on moves? To knockout, to giveup...?"

OOC) Thanks for clearing that up for me, forgot about the generations going by powers of two and not by multiples of two, so only one century...makes me worry less about the world having changed. If whoever decides to spar me has AIM or mIRC please contact me (arrange a time?) so we can go over the battle without assumptions or a very long-drawn out over 50 posts spar. Kelson is slightly more powerful at any rate, but I'm sure the saiyan blood will help you guys so should be about equal.

AIM) Elithrandir
mIRC) Kelson

 

[cats]

Nilons

OOC: Is it really necasary to put that much effort into planing a sparing match. I can comepltly agree with doing this for actual villans but for something like this why not just post it on one. No planing just be true to the carecters. Then again I might of messed up that other fight.

IC: "Hey go for it Michio, I'm shure you'll do fine." Now was my opertunity to see how much trouble this guy has at keeping up. A big guy like him would be best fighting mostly with conter attacks. They would be the best way to make up for a slow speed. With any luck he'll trim down before that evil thingy gets here.

"Well Laos I guess your out. I'm going to spar with Ski for now." Ski had me curouse he looked strong. Of course I didn't that what I liked about myself as a fighter. It just dosen't seem possible for a slim attractive, beutiful, young woman, like me to be this strong. Of cousre the key to fighting is speed and agilty. I'm shure every one here knows that.

OOC: Dose Nilons have a big ego or what?

 

[Dark Warrior]

OOC: Yuh, huge ego. But then, the "Saiyan King" Laos isn't exactly modest either...

IC: Laos.

Laos gritted his teeth and crossed his arms. He was just starting to get used to being with other people his own age, and then they go and leave him out. But he wasn't about to show them his annoyance.
"Fine... if none of you have the guts to face the Saiyan King, I guess I'll just have train by myself." Laos said, turning and walking off. He ignored the others as they called out at him as he left, striding ever onwards until he was on the other side of the platform than the others, with the big main building between them (Looking a little worse for wear, thanks to their little "mis-haps" in flying lessons).
He sat down and looked out at the sky. It was a strange feeling. "Damn... that thing that Michio did... that Kamehameha Wave... I need to be able to do that." he thought as he envisioned some mighty evil coming down to destroy Earth. Anything he could hear between now and then, he would throw at anyone wanting to harm his planet.
"Alright... it can't be too bad. Hell, I've learnt how to fly, why not how to make some pretty sparks?" he thought as he stood, immediately falling into a concentrated combat stance. He focused his energy as he had done when learning to fly, and positioned his hands as Michio had done.
"Ka... me... ha... me... ha!" he whispered under his breath, thrusting his hands out. Nothing happened. "Damn it!" he said, relaxing his stance once more.
"Maybe I need to figure out my own way of doing it." he thought. "This is going to be harder than I thought."

 

[bandman2000]

I see Laos leave us seeming to be pissed. Nilons and Ski call out to him but I hold out my hand in front of them.

"Don't waste your breath. He's just a little mad and needs to blow off a bit of steam. If anything he's mad at me for probably 'showing him up.' You two just practice if you wish. I'll test the new guy."

I then stare into the eyes of Kelson. There's something hard inside him, like he's fought for almost his entire life just to survive. That could make him dangerous, especially if ever on the losing end of a battle. He might not quit, even if it's just for a sparring match. I break out of my reviere.

"Ok Kelson. You and I will spar. There will be no flying or energy attacks from me. No shots 'below the belt' and everything should be fine. For the match to end, one of us has to get the other to say henjou which is 'Give Up' that way we don't go too far. Remember, this is just for fun and to test each other. Oh and by the way... love your hair man. Reminds me of a dear friend of mine."

I back up a bit and get into a fighting stance. I motion to Kelson and say, "Whenever you're ready to start..."


ooc: Kelson: Just let it flow. I don't even have AIM or mIRC so tell you what; we'll just let it happen. The participant must say HENJOU, not the opponent. Meaning I can't say you give up to me. I can only give up to you and vice versa. And honestly I dont' think this little spar will go anywhere close to 50 posts. Trust me my friend and just so long as there's no "One hit wonders" there should be no prob. I enjoy a little excitement.

 

[Kelson]

OOC) "Hi" ---> Kelson says Hi
. 'Hi' ---> Michio says Hi
No quotes = thoughts of character / actions
The quote thing is to speed stuff up, remove the constant
he said she said

IC)
....he likes my hair...? What...no...another trick, focus Kelson.

"You're on...henwoo was the word, right? Ok..."

'No, the word is henjou...hen-joo...henjou, got it?'

"Henjoo...henjoo...henjou...got it, um...Mike?"

With a small smile Michio responds, 'No, my name is Michio...'

"Got it...umm...ready when you are."

Kelson puts his hands behind his back and bowed low to Michio in as his sensei had always told him to do then stood straight watching Michio emotionlessly.

Taking his que to attack, Michio started to approach but stopped after a few feet with a new question, 'Isn't it going to be rather hard to fight with your arms back there?'

"We'll see, Michio"

With a ponderously raised eyebrow, Michio stepped closer to Kelson...cautious due to the obvious training Kelson held; was he really that good or just a bit egotistical? I am a saiyan though...and he said he is just human...he shouldn't stand a chance if what that damnably coded book says is true. Then again, as Gohan had written...even humans can be very powerful. Hmm...maybe a good roundhouse would clean his clock...but then again...maybe he's going to try to dodge it or block then counterattack...lets see how quick he really is. Here goes...

Michio stepped forward, his right leg surging into the air for, what appeared to be, a swift roundhouse to the white-haired fighter's cheek...but then paused in midair to block Kelson's even faster attack as Michio's fist leapt forward and caught Kelson in the stomach hard.

Losing his breath, Kelson doubled over as Michio followed with a quick knee to the face...

<THWACK>

Michio stumbled slightly backwards staring at the open sky as Kelson finished his backflip beautifully. Michio paused, wincing slightly as he touched his now tender chin.

'You are a fast one...'

"Then you are a strong one...that blow generally knocks men off their feet. Impressive."

Michio smiled slightly, his chin still throbbing slightly from where Kelson's foot had connected. As Michio stood there, Kelson removed his shoes and tossed them to the side and bounced a few times bare-footedly.

Taking advantage of Kelson's apparent relaxedness, Michio stepped forward suddenly as Kelson leapt into the air and sent him rolling across the ground with a solid sidekick, caution from his previous embarrasment preventing Michio from chasing after.

Slowly, Kelson stood back up, his eyebrows arched and his hand massaging his right ribs.

"Bastard. Now this is serious."

With those words, Kelson walked calmly towards Michio...his apparent indifference to his lately sustained injury more then slightly un-nerving Michio who had expected the blow to keep him down a bit longer at the very least.

Kelson's foot flew from the ground, nearly a blur through the air, and crashed into Michio's arm. Kelson's emotionless face showed slight annoyance as the foot dropped back then slammed up against Michio's block again...and again...and again.

Michio's arm, starting to feel numb from the repeated blows was beginning to feel some fatigue, and Michio knew it. With sudden speed Michio turned and grabbed Kelson's rebounding leg with his opposite arm and pulled hard towards him as the Michio's far leg came up to connect. Kelson very nearly lost his balance but managed to hop forward, his arm blocking Michio's strike then firing off towards the part Saiyan opponent's face.

Standing back up, Michio frowned...this human was fast damnit. More then that though, he was strong...few would be able to knock Michio over with a single blow as he was well aware, yet this one did it almost without thinking. More caution was needed...more thinking, Kelson had the reflexs perhaps, but Michio had the skills; after all, Kelson couldn't fly like Michio could.

Michio looked over at the stolic Kelson, who waited with almost steel-like determination painted across his face. No...this would not be an easy match.

OOC) Your turn Michio enjoy Hope I didn't confuse anybody by switching between the thoughts of each character, mainly focusing on Michio's as he was being hit up.

 

[bandman2000]

Michio's Turn

OOC: However, if you remember correctly, I said no flying or energy attacks. This is a good ol' fashioned fight. And thank you for the clarification. I'll try not to do it again when writing down the speech. Now to continue...

IC: *This one is good. He might have the right combination of speed to power, but I can't just let him win, now can I...* I think to myself. I stand up straight and see the determination in his face and posture.

"You're very good Kelson. It's commendable. I can see now why Piccolo chose you to join our group. You're fast and strong, but I don't think you've got the stamina. Let's test that hypothesis..."

I run towards Kelson with my right fist raised. Half a second before the fist connects, however, I jump into the air and swing my legs up and outwards. It connects with his exposed chest since he was expecting a punch from above and left this area open. He falls backwards and as I complete my somersault, I take off running towards him with fists flying. He tries to block them, but my powerful fists connect enough with his kidneys and chest that he starts getting disorganized. Finally, I grab his White hair, bring his face and my knee together in a tremendous crash then a Right Uppercut to make him land on his back.

Blood starts to trickle from his nose and lip and his ribs are hurting much more. He gets up slower than normal and stares at me with what I can only guess as seething hatred for hurting him.

"Kelson, you alright?"

K:"Fine enough to take care of you."

"Alright then. If you're THAT cocky, then attack me now."

Kelson seems to grab at energy and stamina he had in reserves because he comes charging at me trying to hit me. Him and I throw punch after punch with some connecting, others getting blocked. Then we add kicking as well. Kelson and I are going so fast that everything seems to meld with arms and legs attacking all over the place. He gets my face but I counter with a shot to his as well. Hit for hit, kick for kick, we're going after each other and inflicting a huge amount of damage on one another. I'm bleeding as well as him but after doing this for about 3 full minutes, I notice that his punches seem to be slowing down a bit.

*I KNEW IT! He can't keep up with the fight. At this rate, he'll burn up all his energy real quick.*

I decide to try to end the fight before he and I get too damaged to continue training for a while. I see a punch come in towards my neck, probably to knock out my windpipe. Instead I grab it at the wrist, pull it over my shoulder and with my other elbow, connect with his sternum. He gets knocked into the air a few inches then starts bending over in pain as I switch elbows and drive one into his spine, making him finally fall on his stomach to the ground of the Lookout.

I drop to my hands and knees and whisper into his ear.
"Kelson, please say henjou. This was just a sparring match. I don't want us to beat the crap out of each other. You're not a loser if you say it so please just say it."

 

[Kelson]

OOC) Well...that was certainly a reversal of what I posted

IC)
Kelson grabs Michio by his hair as he whispers, cutting him off in midsentance as Michio's hands come up to stop Kelson from causing his hair to come out by its roots...but Kelson has other ideas as he nearly leaps to his feet pulling Michio screaming with him.

A still-fast knee connects solidly with Kelson's now tightened stomach muscles and nearly bounces off as Kelson's eyes turn hard and cold, his years of training and being bullied about fueling pure, thoughtless action. It comes back and hits again, once again causing no change in Kelson's face, then suddenly Kelson slams his fist hard into Michio's windpipe; His lips starting to curl in near hatred, Kelson pulls back and slams Michio's exposed throat again, holding his hair tight as Michio both attempts to move, breath, and protect both...but Michio pulls a surprise as he gasps for air he pushes forward suddenly and wraps a leg behind Kelson's, bowling both to the ground with Kelson underneath.

Kelson's hold doesn't lessen up though and, if anything, is only getting tighter as his right leg slips between the pair and pulls Michio off, now despite Michio starting to slug Kelson's profusely bleeding face...blood clouding his eyes...Kelson doesn't stop though, his well-muscled legs tightening on Michio's stomach with the power only a runner possesses.

Blood nearly splashing now from repeated blows to his face and eyes remaining closed, Kelson screams aloud and yanks hard on Michio's hair...his legs tightening far far more.

The other yells aloud then finds his breath missing, Kelson's legs squeezing far more powerfully then Michio's stomach can expand against. Yet he doesn't stop yet and Kelson's legs turn him away, to force Michio's hands away from Kelson's blood-splattered face.

 

[cats]

Nilons

OOC: Good job Kelson. The begining to that fight rocked.

IC: Laos seemed pissed as I finished saying I was going to fight Ski like Michio had asked. I don't know why but it was fun pissing him off. I'll have to do it more often.

My thought then moved on. I had to new allies to place predictions on. Lets see. Ski seemed well built. No where near what Michio was but not bad in muscle size. He was bigger then me, and he seemed slightly bigger in mass then Laos. Don't get me wrong now Laos was very well befined mucle wise. From what I can tell no fat on his body, but that was exactly my point for some one with the body of a weight lifter he seemed skinny.

Now turning to the new Kell-what ever. He seemed to be built the same way. I know from our match the other day his strength was just as deceptive as mine. No one would expect that much power in a guy like that. The thing that has me worried the most about them is they both are small enough to move quickly. Out of those two my money would be on Kelson the fast one.

And from my odservations of Ski I know I'm going to win. "So Ski, you know what Michio said just now to Kelson? I think in your case flying should be aloud. This way......." I then heard Ski say "Laos don't go." I then repeated in my confusoin. "Laos don't go?" I turned around to see Laos walk off into the sunset. Huh movie must be over if the hero walks off into the sun set.

I then turned back to Ski. I saw his fist right in front of me. A man after my own heart, he didn't pull punches. To my regret I found my self flying backwards and my face sore. I'll have to get him back for that one. I stood back up cocentrated for a second. Just long enough to move up into the air out of his reach.

OOC: Ski your turn.

 

[bandman2000]

OOC: Damn kelson. Good one. I told you everything would be just fine and look, we're beating the living shit out of each other. Isn't RPGing fun? Oh, the reason for the somewhat reversal that you called my other post was because I realized something. "Piccolo" said your powerlevel was 230 and if you read my stats, I can get up to 250, but only when provoked. When we started, I was only at about 160-180. I remembered this fact in the last post and bumped my level up a bit to at least 200, but I forgot to mention it so it does seem like I tried to screw with your last post. Now I'm going to go up to about maximum so it doesn't seem so "one-sided"

IC: Kelson is really taking me to town. I don't know how much longer I can handle the torture trap he has me in. His legs are very strong and I almost feel like being split in two. My scalp is REALLY hurting from his pulling. My vision is going on me and I'm nearing blacking out from the lack of oxygen. Finally, my brain seems to get a thought going...

*Can't...breathe.... Undo....legs...*

I maneuver myself so I can grab onto his legs. I can feel the power coursing throughout his body and I know I'm below him, but I can pump myself up. However, it's been a very long time since I've had to go anywhere close to my full strength. Unfortunately, I know I have to tap into it. He won't give up. He can't. He's too damn stubborn. I can only hope for a tie or my ass on the pavement so I concentrate my energy.

I can feel it building up. It's close to being on par with Kelson. My lungs are about to explode however and I have to start pulling his legs off from around me. With my power, little by little, I start to work on his legs.

Kelson meanwhile notices his legs aren't staying as firm as they were before. He sees me and the little extra bulging of my muscles as I work on his legs. He can feel the energy from me too and redoubles his efforts, wrapping his legs tighter and pulling my long hair even more. My head is thrown back and a scream is ripped from my throat. Blood from our injuries have pooled underneath us as I finally get a handhold on his legs and start pulling his legs off from around me. The second his legs are a little looser, my diaphram expands downwards and my lungs start breathing again. I avoid the inpending blackout, but I'm still not out of the woods yet.

Kelson, with a fire in his eyes releases my hair and instead wraps his hands around my throat and squeezes. My Adam's Apple is compressed more and more as he tries to suffocate me again. He releases his leg lock on my waist and instead puts his knees into the small of my back then pushed forwards so I was now on my stomach and he was giving me knee shots to my back and my kidneys. With the need to survive working full, I elevate myself to my hands and knees with Kelson still on top. He tightened his handgrip on my windpipe and now tried to knock me over however, through sheer power and determination, I got on my feet. I take my left elbow and attempt a elbow jab, but he blocks it with a high-stepping leg. Same thing happens with my right elbow.

I then turn my head just a little bit and rotate my body enough so I could see his face and the pure seething hatred in there. For a split second, I felt sorry for him having to have lived a life so harsh that he had to be this mean to survive in living, but Reality came crashing in as I clenched my Right fist and say in a whisper,

"You...haven't...won...yet."

In a matter of just about a second, my right and left fists come flying towards his face, but are blocked and held by his respective hands which have given up on the task of choking me to unconsioussness. I get the upper hand, pull him closer to me and our craniums collide with a sickening thud as headbutt after headbutt connect.

All the headbutting gets to be a bit much as our poor brains are sloshed about in their respective brainpans and I'm sure many good loyal braincells are eradicated from existance, never to return. Finally, the dizziness effect coupled from the extent of our inflictions upon each other make us see things get blurry and both Kelson and I fall on our backs while trying to get our faculties working again.

Catching up with the time where I was suffocating, I breathe very hard and try to raise my head to see his condition. Unfortunately, I can't and my head smacks on the ground again.
I gather up some of my breath and through my raw, sore, hoarse throat, I call out to him.

"Kelson, can't we... just call it.... a draw? No harm...no foul."

OOC: Now it's all up to you Kelson. I hope this post was better than my other one. I'm sure it was.

 

[Kelson]

Ow...my head...shit...that...bad idea...holy god my head hurts...that...bastard...

"Kelson, can't we... just call it.... a draw? No harm...no foul."

Draw...no...loser...ow, still throbbing skull...bastard...that hurt...ugh...yea...need to lay down for a bit...too much...dizzy...spinning world...Kelson closes his eyes again, his arms laying at his side as he lays on his back a foot or so from his felled opponent.

'Very...ugh...good idea...Mick...'

OOC) Heh, much more interesting for sure, and I do know your name is Michio.

 

[cats]

Nilons

OOC: About power levels in the case of Laos and Nilons. You would be crazy to think thats still acurate. Nilons I started witha level of 100 some. How ever she only had used 50 or about have now actuly controling her power and useing it she at the very least would actively use 100 but unlike Michio the other carecter hadn't used there power at all before this. In theory Laos and Nilons should have a fair increase. Ski and Kelson once they have had there training going for a while should also increase.

Michio shouldn't increase til he has a worthy training partner. Now that Kelson is here he has a chalenge. This means now He should increase at the same rate

Why the hell did I right all this? Oh well.

IC: Once I was up in the air. I turned my atention to the fight of Michio and Kelson. To my suprise Michio seemed to be wining. Kelso was breathing hard and seemed tired. I realy didn't get what was going on. I guy with a body like that should have endurance. I looked at them and for what ever reason I felt that Kelson still had energy and lots of it. At the same time I felt like Michio was becomeing stronger.

Oh well not important back to Ski. I looked around. Where the hell is Ski. "Uh ski....... where are you?" I then fet a strange power from behind. I turnaround and look up there is Ski his hand clenched together in a club. "Shit." He hit me down speed ing towards the ground.

I got out of the small creater I made. I dusted my self off. "Well at least I wasn't high in the air." Ski then lands infront of me. odviously he was not a slow learner. I moved into a fighting stance.

He motioned a kick I perpared a block and he punched me in the face. Well he alos has no problem against hiting women. I then droped tp the ground and triped him by swepping his legs out from under him. I then stood up. If I was going to win I would need to pay atention. Hopefully this new found sixth since would help me make up for lost ground.

OOC: A Ski and I are fighting at the same time as Kelson and Michio. So we are trying to catch up to them story wise.

 

[Kelson]

OOC) Mm...go ahead, the two fights can end at about the same time. Kelson's head is throbbing slightly from the repeat headbuttings, but besides that he was pretty much just getting started...not quite warmed up properly though. I figure the fights probably last about 30 minutes of time so...we should still have more time for whatever and Kelson still has to learn how to fly

 

[Phoenix]

Ski in "Rd 1"

Watching the others spar it was interesting but the fact of the matter is she did challenge me. Shrugging I planned my next move. An aerial battle is a no no considering I need to work on my control and direction. Aha I got it.

Waiting till the opportune time while Nilons watched the battle. I managed to focus enough to hover behind her and wait until she begins to look for me. Powering up slightly and clasping my hands together I clubbed her in the back of the head and tried to hit a homerun. Once she started to crawl out the crater, I landed with an evil grin on my face.

Once she got in fighting stance I realized our lil duel was about to really begin. I hope she realizes that I do not have no problem in taking down a woman if necessary. After all where I am from a lot of the women are tougher than some of the men. Faking a quick I used my surprising speed to land a hard punch right to her face. OOOHH that is gonna leave a mark. Note to self: Apologize to Nilons later on for that one. haha.

Damn I feel for her leg sweep. Flipping back to my feet with no hands, I quickly raised my hand and did the come here sign as Nilons rushed at me and we began to trade punches at amazingly fast pace.

 

[Dark Warrior]

OOC: Sorry to interrupt your fights, guys, but I was getting anxious. By the way, good job with the fighting - keep it up.

IC: Laos.

Laos closed his eyes and outstretched his hand, palm first, stretching his fingers out as far as possible. He gritted his teeth and focused his power into his hand, enjoying the warm feeling of the energy flowing through his body to his palm. Once he was quite sure he was ready, he opened his eyes; surprised and elated to see a glow around his hand.
"Here... goes... nothing..." he said to himself, trying to psyche himself up, focusing all his energy into his hand. A small globe of red light began to appear. His mouth contorted into a determined grin, and with one final surge of power, he pushed the power as far and as fast away from him as possible. He was overjoyed to see the globe fly out of his hands, trailed by a weak tail. The attack looked like a comet as it cut through the air, fading away after a hundred metres or so.
"Alright!" he yelled out in excitement, relaxing and beginning to celebrate. Suddenly he remembered that someone might be looking, and he stopped his celebrations.
"Too easy!" he said with a grin, once more raising his hand.
"Now let's see if I can do it again."

 

[Kelson]

OOC)
---Well, I couldn't pm ya Laos-personage (bah, annoyed me before to!) but I wanted to say nice posting...you really brought out Laos in it--> His pride in not wanting to be seen, his ability to do these things naturally, and his yearning for greatness by attempting it again. Very nicely written. BTW, love your writting cats

IC)
---Confident Michio will need some helping getting backup, Kelson flipped back onto his feet...then nearly fell over, arms outstretched as the world spun slightly. Ow...why the HELL did I do such a stupid thing...felt like running head-on into a brick wall.
---Tipsily walking the few feet to Michio, Kelson looked down at Michio and watched a droplet of blood drop through the air onto the rather pained-looking Michio.
---'Nice fight...pity...just hope we don't go head-to-head again anytime soon...the world is still spinning...need a hand up?' Kelson asks, extending a hand to Michio while the other covers his pounding temples.

 

[bandman2000]

"Sure, I'm not too big of a man to accept help."

Kelson and I lock hands and he helps me get Vertical, then everything starts spinning again. I lean against him and we basically together stay upright.

"God my fucking brain hurts. U too?"

K: "Yep. Good fight, but..."

"...but why does it have to hurt so much, right?"

K: "Exactly."

"Such is life I guess." I look towards the fight between Ski and Nilons.
"KEEP IT UP YOU TWO, YOU'RE DOING GREAT!" I yell to them then grab my head to keep it from ringing off my neck.
"Hey Kelson, how about we sit down under that tree and rest up a bit?"

K: "Sounds good to me."

We make to one of the palm trees and collapse against it sitting at right angles to each other. Somewhere in my messed up head, I try to picture the name of that black dwarf with the huge lips and hat... Mr. Poo... Mr. Gogo...Ahhh, Mr. Popo!

"Mr. Popo?! U there?"

Suddenly he comes out of the main building riding what appears to be a magic carpet...maybe I'm still messed up in the head. That also reminds me, Kelson still needs to learn how to fly. Maybe a little later...

Mr. P: "Oh dear, are you two alright?"

"Yes Mr. Popo, we're ok. Can you get us some water to drink, a couple towels to wipe off the blood from our faces and maybe some aspirin?"

Mr. P: "Of course." He takes off back on his Magic Carpet to the main building and in a few seconds is out to us with lots of water and some cloths to wipe off the blood. Then he produced the aspirin and I down two pills.

"Thank you Mr. Popo"

Mr. P: "No problem Michio, just be more careful."

"Will try." Then Mr. Popo takes off one last time to check the others. I take one of the cups of water and offer it to Kelson. He accepts with a "Thanks" I then look up into the clear azure sky and say,

"I'll tell you something Kelson, I now know that I'd rather fight with you than against you. I've fought a fair amount of people but I've never seen someone with that much tenacity even in a simple sparring fight. Where did you learn to fight like that?"

 

[Kelson]

Ahh...maybe he wasn't lying...but shouldn't let my guard down yet; he is strong enough to hurt me if I should be unaware.

Waving aside the aspirin, Kelson murmurs almost apologetically, 'I don't take any medicine or drugs, sorry...but thank you.'

M: "Where did you learn to fight like that?"

With slight agitation in his voice from, what he perceives to be a common sense answer, Kelson replies, 'What...you think this hair is normal? Man, I've been fighting for self-defense since the kindergardners figured out white wasn't the same as brown...or black...or blonde.'

M: "Woah Kelson...I didn't mean anything by it, I swear man! Maybe it's just my head, but I just meant you are a much better fighter then most I have met."

'Oh...I'm sorry...I'm not...well, like I was saying...ever since I was in kindergarden my hair has made me stick out like the sole zit on an otherwise flawless face. I went to some shrinks a while back because of it...but they didn't help me. I...forget I was saying anything...can we start over? No...don't, heh, don't need things to change. I attended Tae Kwon Do and Karate lessons for the past decade or so and have had...far far too many occasions to use them. This,' gesturing at the dried blood on his gi near the fresher blood,' was from a fight I was in just a bit before coming here. Out there...you can't lose...if you do...you're fucked bad.'