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| Biito | Apr 16 2009, 12:42 PM Post #1 |
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Punch. Kick. It's all in the mind... The winner of the final round of the tournament had been announcer and now the championship match was set. Biito had watched the entire match on one of the television screens that were seemingly posted up every fifteen feet around the area where combatants were allowed to stay during the Invitational. Even though Buddy had defeated him in the prior round, he wanted the human to win that fight badly. Both of them had made a pact to take it to the top and he wanted at least one of them to get there. Of course the other reason he wanted Buddy to win was due to the insanity of the winner of the match. "Rosencrantz..." Biito frowned at just the sound of the mechanical terror's name. If he had just been purely insane then that would have been one thing, but the problem was that this android was strong. Really strong. Biito's faith in Reina was very firm and he had no doubts that she could win, even against a technological menace like Rosencrantz, it was just going to take some preparation time. Taking off into the sky with the effortless use of Bukujutsu, Biito headed for the lush green plain he had seen on the way back from his initial scouting of the area where the tournament fighters were staying. It looked like it was almost designed especially for training though he had never seen anyone use it. One thing that Biito noticed almost immediately upon seeing Rosencrantz fight was that their fighting styles were similar. No, not just similar but the techniques were the exact same. The implementation was the only difference. A gust of wind rippled the clothes that Biito was wearing as he landed on the field of green grass after a quick flight. He needed to make sure he was in prime form if he was going to help Reina fight this guy. If he could ingrain his own style into Reina's mind then she would go into the battle knowing something of what to expect. Biito wanted to help her win more than anything else right now. Second on his list was a personal issue that he needed to take care of immediately. "Must. Get. STRONGER!" A white aura exploded out around him as he yelled to the top of his lungs and created an indentation around his feet from the force of his spiritual energy. Without missing a beat, once his strength was at maximum, Biito broke out into a flurry of punches, kicks, and ran through the forms that he had been taught from the beginning of his journey into Aoyusumu. He was starting to realize that what his personal style lacked was not creativity but a balance of control with it. Going through forms would help him with that and teach him to keep a strong mental focus. That had been the reason he lost in Round 3. |
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| Reina | Apr 16 2009, 01:00 PM Post #2 |
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Reina had wandered into the room where she had last felt Biito in training a few moments after he had left the area. She hadn't heard him take off, hadn't even realized he had left until after she had opened the door to call to him. "Hey Bii, we should really ge---" Reina paused as she realized the room was empty, and only then did she feel out for his ki signature, realizing he'd taken off. She paused there for a moment, and sighed heavily, those arms crossing over her chest as she tapped her foot impatiently. Biito had been...off...Ever since his loss. She understood what it felt like to have been defeated, and for her to have moved on into the finals, she was sure it was hurting his ego. Reina frowned as she turned and left the room closing the door behind her and wandering back through the house they had been staying in for the tournament. She tapped her fingertips on her bare arm, pacing, thinking. "Rosencrantz..." She had heard horrifying things about the man, or machine rather. Horribly twisted things that made her insides writhe in knowing. She shook her head as she took a seat at the kitchen table, her hands spread on the table as she looked down at them. "You're in the finals..." Reina said quietly to no one, as though the realization had arisen with the knowledge of her opponent. Buddy had been defeated by him, and though she had only met the man once, (their meeting interesting to say that least...) she had admired him as an opponent. Could she really defeat this maniac? Did she have enough faith in herself to accomplish more than she already had? Reina stood up after a moment of quiet and retrieved the new red jacket she'd recently purchased to replace the old one that had been lost in the fight against Falstaff. Completely recovered from the previous fight she slid her arms through the long sleeves and left it open in the front, baring the dark bandages she wore around her chest. If ever there was a time she needed confidence, it was right them. Lifting two fingertips to her forehead, Reina felt out Biito's location finding him where she expected him. He'd discovered the earlier location and found it suitable to train in. It reminded of her their time on Yardrat... In an instant Reina was gone, her form re-materializing just beyond the tree line of the clearing. She entered quietly, her eyes watching him in training admiring more the man he had become over the time she had rediscovered him. They had both come a very long way since Vegeta, since they were children. They'd grown in ways Reina had never believed they would, and now they could do it together. "Watch your side." Red ki suddenly lit at Reina's fingertips and with a flick of her wrist, the orb spiraled across the distance between them aiming for Biito's weakest side she could see from her angle. She had been careful to keep her ki as masked as she could until that very moment. It was amazing to Reina how much more powerful she'd become over the last few weeks. Despite the fact her fighting style was not as full as she could have made it, sitting on the well of power she did have was...invigorating. "Starting without me then?" Edited by Reina, Apr 16 2009, 01:01 PM.
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| Biito | Apr 16 2009, 01:22 PM Post #3 |
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7% Good. 93% Bad Ass.
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The crimson sphere of ki that was hurled in his direction was not even noticed until it was much too late. Zeroing in on keeping ones focus on precise movements and steps was difficult. Doing all of that while being aware of ones surroundings was nearly impossible. At least it seemed impossible for Biito at his current level of skill. A knee-jerk reaction was made by the Saiyan mercenary and it brought the energy attack grazing across the front of Biito's face. Heat from the projectile singed the very tips of his hair as the full back bend was performed with near flawless execution. Back before he had met Reina, Biito was a different type of fighter and would not have been able to pull off that evasive maneuver. Black eyes trailed across the path that the ki sphere had to have followed and they landed on Reina's form. She was a beautiful woman to behold and he often wondered how someone with his luck ended up with her. "Nah, not at all. Just warming up so I can stay on your level." Had it been a blow to his ego to see Reina advance in the tournament and he lost in the third round? Honesty would force Biito to answer 'Yes' to that question, but the ego being shaken was not his problem. He quickly got rid of that small trouble to face a much bigger one. One that was what he was dealing with right now and why he was in that training field to begin with. He was not strong enough. Biito respected Reina's strength more than she knew and he respected her growth double that. One thing he had promised himself was to not become dead weight for her to lug around. The fact that not only was she stronger than him now, but she was also in the finals served as a double injection of tenacity into Biito's veins. "I think I'm just about there now. So, how would you like to get started? Left cheek or right cheek?" A lopsided grin formed on his lips as he expressed the inside joke between the two o them and stood back up from his back bend. After a few seconds of stretching muscles out and making sure he was fully loose, Biito closed the distance between him and Reina enough so they could break out into a fight at any moment. Part of battle was spontaneity and that was exactly why she had caught him off guard with her surprise attack. He needed to be ready at all times. |
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| Reina | Apr 16 2009, 02:14 PM Post #4 |
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Reina was there one moment and gone the next, her movement so fast her body blurred with some creative use of the Instant Transmission technique they'd learn on Yardrat. Her form reappeared a small distance away on the opposite end of the clearing where she stood, and crossed her arms over her chest. "I prefer the right one." Reina chuckled as she stepped forward, those hands lowering to her sides. She pulled on the front of her jacket, sliding it down her arms and letting it fall to the ground around her feet. She lowered into a stance after taking a few more steps forward more towards the center of the 'arena' that was there for them, stretching that left arm high over her head. It was amazing, the technology at play there, as synthetic muscle structures worked over the metal plating of her bionic arm. It looked real to all who could see it, but the feeling? That was certainly not mutual. "Ready for me?" Reina smirked as her body moved before his response and she quickly closed the distance between them. Her hands were glowing because she wasn't about to let up on him, he needed her at her strongest, that much she knew. Because if he was trying to get stronger, he couldn't afford her any less than all she was. "Try and stop me!" |
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| Rosencrantz | Apr 16 2009, 02:39 PM Post #5 |
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The Mechanical Menace
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[ No EXP for any posts in this topic. ] Absorbed in their studies, they had not heard, seen, nor sensed (which was near impossible due to his mechanical nature) the appearance of the greatest performer the galaxy had ever seen . . . ladies and gentleman, give a hand for Rosencrantz. Or, if you're Reina -- an entire mechanical arm! Atop the jagged boulder, he gazed with the devil's smile over the the bionic arm his newest foe was sporting. " So . . ., " The purposely high-pitched voice cut through the air, piercing the brunette's eardrums with the sudden increase in awesome in the surrounding area. A side effect of being around Rosencrantz. " You must be Reina? " The tongue snaked out pass the metal teeth that were painted shades of alabaster and sickly yellow. " So nice to meet you . . ., " The words dripped of poison and wreaked of bad intents, like a drunk frat boy at a sorority house except instead of nookie being the ultimate goal, he was doing it all for the mayhem. " I see we shop at the same stores! " A sudden tug of his sleeve ripped the fabric to expose his flesh. Digging his hooks into the synthetic material, he ripped the skin from its metal frame to expose his own arm, composed of a similar alloys to Reina. " Oh. Please allow me to introduce myself. " He curled the metal digits as a mocking way on waving. " I'm Rosencrantz. The pleasure is all yours, of course. " He cocked his head to one side, lips curving upwards in diabolical fashion as he stared down the Saiyan blood doll . . . oh yes, that's all she was. A fresh supply of blood for the machine to spill all over X.S. Cash's beautiful island. . . . Oh yeah, there was another monkey in his presence. How he hated monkeys and how they always seemed to bring more along with them. A bunch of feces flinging neanderthals if you asked him . . . " What's the matter, sport? " The crimson lips would smack together as he rose from his perch on the boulder. " Don't like the way I'm talking to Ms. Universe over here? Well, if you're feeling froggy . . . " He pushed his chest out and pounded on it, flashing a gangster sign. " HOP TO IT! HA HA HA!! " He doubled over, placing his hands on his knees as he fell into a fit of laughter. Wiping away tears -- not that anyone could explain how they got there -- he would eventually let it die down. " I kid, I kid . . . but seriously folks, I'm . . . ha . . . I'm probably going to kill you, and your children, and your grandchildren's children. I just wanted to pop in, " He waved his hand. " Say hello, and let you know how truly . . . " A nod of his head was given. " Truly, " Another nod. " Fucked you both are. Questions? Comments? Pleas for mercy? " |
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| Reina | Apr 16 2009, 04:45 PM Post #6 |
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The fiasco between the Reina and Biito came to a screeching hault at the presence of the Android suddenly emerging. That left fist clenched involuntarily at the sight of him, and it was all she could do to keep the very carefully unbiased glare to her face. Neutral, she kept telling herself. This was her opponent, and for all it was worth, she couldn't start anything here, not yet at least. "Rosencrantz." She said his name neutrally as she moved the distance closer to the boulder where he'd perched himself. It was all she could do to keep the emotion out of her eyes. These were those few moments she could look at him, she could size him up and try to understand who and what he was as an opponent. She crossed those arms over her chest fingertips lingering on the metallic left arm she brandished. So he knew about her, so he knew what she possessed beneath the synthetic skin she prided herself on creating. She'd designed the appendage from the inside out, because in childhood it had been her mother's specialty. Looking at the Android she knew how to disassemble him piece by piece just be looking at him, and that knowledge gave her the smallest twinge of peace. He was much stronger than she was, she could feel that, especially since he did nothing to hide it. "My guess is you haven't been paying attention up until now." The seriousness grew on Reina's face as more and more of the heated Saiyan anger began to sprout from the depths of her silence. "Because the only person here who's fucked, happens to be you my very metallic friend." There was a venom in her voice that bit hard in the flesh as she lowered her arms to her sides. "And if you think you can come here and try to intimidate me, or spur my mate into a fight you may want to rethink your presence here in this place." She took another step forward those ebony eyes focused, unfaltering. "Defeating me in the tournament would be one thing, but threatening the life of me and my own beyond it? You're in deeper than you can imagine." Her fists clenched again and though her insides were fuming, her face remained cool and collected, her voice even and unwavering. She didn't yell at him, though she may have wanted to. "You have little to do with Biito. So when this fight commences and you've need to retaliate against the person who plans to dismantle you, you'll come and find me. Because no one will take greater pleasure in ripping your robotic ass apart than I will." Her hands came together then, left fist clenched in the palm of her right hand as ki spiraled up that left arm, hot and arching like bolts of red lightning. "You may have just fucked yourself." He was outnumbered, and if he really, truly wanted to start something here and ruin his even remote chances of winning in the tournament, that was his choice, but the psychotic robot had many things against him, like sanity for instance. "So if you'll kindly fuck off, we have things to do." She dismissed him with a wave of her mechanical hand, her tail moving to curl around her waist in a more relaxed position. If he attacked her? She was ready. Because she knew it wasn't beneath him to try and take her out in a cheap and unexpected fashion. When it came to the insane fuck that was Rosencrantz she didn't believe there was anything beneath him. If there was one thing she wasn't, it was afraid of him. He may have been stronger than she was, but she far surpassed him in spirit. Edited by Reina, Apr 16 2009, 04:47 PM.
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| Vega | Apr 16 2009, 06:26 PM Post #7 |
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Zombie Half-Monkey!
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[ No EXP. ] Clap, clap, clap. Tracking an Android, with no power signature? That was difficult. Vega had spent most of the day materializing and re-materializing all across the entire planet, just hoping to run across him. The method had taken a very long time, but it had apparently worked: he'd found the psychotic mechano man. Coming down from the skies, Vega had been somewhat preoccupied with the clown to notice what was going on; but when that girl -- speaking of her, was it really that cold here? -- told the monster to fuck off, he had to give it to her. Granted, Rosencrantz was probably about to tear her in half, but whatever. Coming down and landing some five feet away from Reina, Vega " That's quite a mouth ya got on you. " Of course, currently, Vega was noticing other parts of her than just her mouth. The way she wore that armor? He realized just how long it had been since he had seen a woman. Granted, she was disgusting Saiyan scum and he'd rather spit on her than touch her, but that wasn't the point. A guy could look, couldn't he? " Makes me wonder what else you can do with your mouth. " A guy could day dream, couldn't he? |
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| Biito | Apr 16 2009, 06:52 PM Post #8 |
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7% Good. 93% Bad Ass.
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"Let's see what we've got here..." The distance between Reina and Biito was closed with a simple use of the Instant Transmission technique. It was apparent that everyone in the small gathering had known how to use it and that made everything nice and cozy. There were like one big dysfunctional Instant Transmission family. Black eyes took his time to observe the two arrivals and mind began to calculate the chance that the tailed Half-Saiyan and the robotic psychopath happened upon one another. Slim. But the truth of his assumption was yet to be proven. Playing the coolest role that he could possibly muster up inside of himself, Biito allowed a grin to appear on his lips. It was not because he was one hundred percent certain that he could kick either one of the interrupting fighters' asses, because he wasn't, but because Biito just like playing the relaxed role until things kicked off. Especially when the opponent was stronger than the average run-of-the-mill Hercule. "An insane clown with enough personalities to make a posse and a guy who looked like he just got booed off the stage of a comedy club. Now this is quite a pair. If you guys are even a pair at all." Biito was not sure why Rosencrantz had shown up when he did and was certain that just about everyone the mechanical creation had run into wondered the same thing. At least he had seen him before, this other guy Biito had no idea who in the world he was. Had to admit though the jacket was not exactly doing it as far as earning style points went. A thumb was gestured over to Reina when Biito finished sizing up the two arrivals. There was no need for him to say anything about kicking ass and taking names, Reina had summed all of that up for them. All Biito named to say was three simple words. "What she said." Staying on the alert side, Biito keep his senses on full and waited for either one of them to get out of line. Well, the android was running on out of line mode from start up, but the Half-Saiyan seemed to just be happy with joining in the verbal banter. At least for now. A cool breeze blew past the four figures and Biito could honestly say it was a little chilly out. Nothing serious just a random observation. |
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| Reina | Apr 16 2009, 07:14 PM Post #9 |
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"It's not my mouth you should be wondering about." Reina said as the second arrival came forth. He may or may not have known about her, but she was betting her knew she was more than a piece of ass. And if he thought any less, Kami save his bones from her crushing. This one smelled like a rat. His leud comment did little for her already plummeting mood. This was perfect, two over testerone inflated males had suddenly appeared and the level at which the tension was growing could be felt by the ki that gathered in that area. Reina's hair was nearly standing on end as she crossed her arms over her chest, suddenly aware the new male had been eyeing her. Ordinarily, it was something that wouldn't have bothered her, but this time? This time it definitely did, especially coming from someone who appeared to care very little for her. "What the hell do you want?" Her attention was turned to Vega now, a man she also had never met, and knew absolutely nothing about. Here he showed up, and started running his mouth. How typically Saiyan, or rather now typically male. There were more and more of them she was discovering and the longer they spent on Earth, the more she simply wanted to go back to Yardrat. She knew why Rosencrantz was there, but this new guy? Not a clue. Edited by Reina, Apr 16 2009, 07:19 PM.
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| Eplin | Apr 16 2009, 07:14 PM Post #10 |
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Miccah had finally found Reina and Biito (yep, that's right Reina before Biito) training for Reina's championship match. He walked up to them wearing the Capsule Corp. ballcap he had bought on his visit to West City. He had heard the good news that Reina had made it to the championship match and wanted to see if there was anyway he could help her. He could probably give her a good look at the speed the attacks were going to be coming. If Reina could get used to his speed, Rosencrantz would look like he was running in mud. But when he finally got close enough to see what was going on, it looked like she was being harrassed by her opponent for the championship match. "Hey guys! Mental games probably aren't going to affect either of you. Maybe, it would be best if you two left;" Miccah said with a friendly smile towards the robotic clown and the half-saiyan he didn't recognize. He gradually put himself between the two saiyans and the other two players in this "Mexican stand-off." Not once losing his smile. Noticing the tension, Miccah quickly decided to move forward. He turned back to face Reina. "Oh yeah, congratulations on getting to the championship, Reina! I got something for you for good luck!" Miccah said reaching into his pack slung over his shoulder. He pulled out a Capsule Corp. plush panda that he also picked up at the gift shop after his tour of the Capsule Corp. Headquarters. The half-saiyan put the panda in her hands and reached into his bag. "And I got this one for Buddy, because I was hoping he'd be in the championship, but I guess I'll give it to you instead, er... Rosencrantz was it?" Miccah said tossing the plush panda doll with the Capsule Corp. logo on it's tummy to the clown. "I came back here, because I was wondering if you needed a sparring partner, Reina;" Miccah said seemingly ignoring Vega and Biito completely this entire time. Edited by Eplin, Apr 16 2009, 07:18 PM.
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