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Post by maycair on Feb 19, 2023 2:07:45 GMT
Quest Title: Marco Polo: The Ultimate Bromance!
Tier: C
Region: Anywhere
Reward: Marco Polo Master & Pink Senzu Bean x1
Objective: It has been a peaceful day up until now, when suddenly, a duo of intergalactic thugs that want nothing but to brawl will show up to disturb the peace, challenging, and beating everyone and anyone who dares test their might. Marco and Polo have united, and fused with their special Doki-Doki fusion dance, which leaves them with a heart symbol on their forehead. If you can prove your might, and get them to use their full strength, they may let you train under them so you can learn their Doki-Doki fusion dance, or other Techniques.
Betty Boo: By blowing a kiss at their foe, they may fire a heart shaped Ki blast, which will deal 15 dmg and infatuate the target with the user, causing their next Technique to only deal half damage.
Love and War: Clenching their fists, the user dashes at the foe, before kissing their right and left fist, and proceed to pummel the target close range for 20 dmg with their right and left fists repeatedly.
Guns n Roses: Kissing their index finger, the user ignites a pink Ki aura on their finger, before proceeding to fire pellets of Ki at their target from their finger to deal 15 dmg. It seemed trouble, and weirdos always seemed to rear their heads sometime after 2 a.m., and in this case, it was a pair of intergalactic thugs. Maybe they were hoodlums, thieves or some other type of criminal but either way the were up to no good. All they wanted was a good fight, or so the pair had claimed. The strange thing had come when the first challenger showed up. That's what Maycair had heard, what passed along the grapevine of rumors. The two men, Marco and Polo would come together to take a new form. A creature born from their power, their passion to challenge others. She thought maybe once again it was the time to rise to the challenge, but their strength was not to be trifled with. It sounded like they were well beyond what she was capable of. It was good she was making friends for once. It was an unlikely pair, but it was time for the duo to once again take on a quest. Maycair had invited Zam, sending an invitation to meet her just a mile out from the fighter Marco Polo who sat at the edge of the city. Their lives may have been safe, but how long could this person go disturbing the peace? To be honest, she was excited for the fight as well, you could learn a lot from a person from the way they traded blows. This could have been some sort of challenge, maybe it was a way of expressing interest in culture. The demoness doubted it was anything grand like that but it was rude to not try and give the benefit of the doubt. Maycair would rest on a rock, twiddling her thumbs wondering when Zam would show up. It was strange for her to try and form a friend, but a friendly Majin as unlikely as it seemed was the best option. The hybrid wanted to come out of her shell, to feel like she had a true partner. Fighting alongside someone, and getting stronger was the best way to do that. Or so she thought, in all actuality she was more nervous than she could show. It was panic-inducing to think of everything that could happen, how a person could despise or manipulate someone without them ever knowing. That was plenty more terrifying than the type of physical punishment. If Maycair died she could always find a way to return, but shame and fear had a way of following someone everywhere where ever they went. Being a saiyan and a demon she never fit in anywhere, but under the nighttime stars she always felt at home. At least, as long as there wasn't a full moon out. There peace in how their bright smiles lined the sky, with the lights so much dimmer near the edge it meant there was for her to get lost in. They were windows into the hundreds of worlds out there, the places she needed to visit. The home she never had. One day she would see the saiyan home world, and someday she would return to the demon realm. For now, it was time for her to make a place on earth before anything else. "I wonder when she'll show up.." May would mutter to herself. Kicking her legs, she would hear it in the distance. Not the arrival of her partner, but the clamoring of their foe. Marco Polo was screaming calling forth any and all challengers. If she didn't move quickly there was always a chance they would go out looking for fight instead of beckoning forth brawlers. WC: 603 |
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Feb 19, 2023 11:32:03 GMT
Post by Zam on Feb 19, 2023 11:32:03 GMT
 W hen the silver moon climbed to the sky and the clock ticked towards the witching hour, all sorts of strange creatures came out to play. ...But not this one. Far away from any noisy invaders, a curious moonbeam peeked in through the window of a modest, little home. Softly it illuminated a messy bedroom, where a shapeless silhouette was sprawled over a bed. Gentle snoring painted imaginary Z-shapes in the murky darkness. Suddenly, an insistent buzz stirred the silence. A harsh, blue light pierced the room, demanding attention. The snoring stopped. Grumbling and mumbling, the light sleeper reached for the offender, a small magic box. ...Well, in the silhouette’s simple opinion, the box was magic anyway. Golden pupils squinted at the screen, while pink lips carefully sounded out each word. Then the realization finally hit. “Yaaaaaaaay~!”A delighted trickster squeal echoed across the entire village. Lights flickered on and the door flew open. A pink blur rushed out. In its wake, a pillow, a blanket and discarded pajamas were left twirling in the air. Fortunately, a spark of glimmering magic ensured the chaotic creature didn’t rush out undressed. Awakened by the racket, a wizened old man peeked from his bedroom. He narrowly avoided getting hit by the blur, ducking back with the swiftness of a former fighter. “Oh, Zam? Where are you off to in such a hurry...?” His yawned question was answered by gleeful words left hanging in the air. “I’m gonna beat someone up~!” There was a pause. A blink. “...Of course you are.” And the old-timer headed back to bed. The blur vanished into the distance, leaving a billowing dust trail. Soon enough, a certain someone’s pondering was answered. Speak of the devil and she shall appear... The dust trail stormed across the landscape faster than any car. Rapid footsteps drummed the ground, only occasionally broken by a huge leap over any random obstacle in the way. A pair of pink arms shot out, latching onto a nice rock. Accompanied by a rubbery snap and maniacal giggling, the chaotic arrival slingshotted herself towards her friend. ...Ooor directly at her, rather. Heads up! “Hiii Maycaiiiiir~!” If the demoness didn’t think fast, she would get tackled by the gummy missile. A direct hit would result in relentless hugging and nuzzling from the soft and clingy missile, who had missed her friend very much. |
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Post by maycair on Feb 20, 2023 7:12:59 GMT
May had a fair understanding at this point of the type of person Zam likely was, still she did not expect to be slingshot tackled as a form of hello. A wad of giant pink bubblegum struck her in the sternum causing the pair of them to stumble. They would fly forward more than a couple of feet. After skidding across the ground for a moment she would finally gain her bearings, with Zam sitting right atop her. Well, at least she got the answer of if she was on the way or not.
"It's nice to see you as well Zam" Maycair would say with a slight sigh. As if giving in to her friend's affection she would give a slight smile. The hybrid could at least say she had a friend. After allowing the moment Maycair would pry herself free, standing up to try and brief the Majin. "Well, if you're this excited I can tell you got the message. A big chance to prove at being a hero, this strange duo seems to be causing all sorts of trouble, though I think they only desire the same thing. A good fight, so maybe we can give it to them and keep them from encroaching on the town?"
They wouldn't need some elaborate plan of attack, they just needed to work together and go in on their opponents. Their excitement surely rivaled Zam as she heard "FIGHT ME" echo from a kilometer away. "So whattya say, should we go introduce ourselves or wanna just run in guns a blazing?" She would offer, May was more of the get to business type but she was learning to enjoy the little things in life.
Zam was already terrifying in the way she carried herself, so in a real bout together May believed they'd be able to overwhelm them. Still, she could feel Marco Polo's power. They weren't to be trifled with, that's why the focus on teamwork. Zam would blast away and May could be the distraction. The one lucky thing is this hopefully wouldn't be a match to the death. That's what she'd think, but these battle-hungry people sometimes went too far. The demoness just wanted to have a good exchange, maybe learn something from it. Death matches were only fun when the stakes felt worth it.
WC: 388
TWC: 991
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Feb 20, 2023 13:38:07 GMT
Post by Zam on Feb 20, 2023 13:38:07 GMT
A fter a good, fun tumble, the pink missile plopped herself right on top of her friend. She snuggled her relentlessly, cheek against cheek. Luckily, prying her off wasn’t much of a challenge. Her pliable body slipped away easily enough, until she realized that it was probably polite to let go. Though silently she swore that after they won this fight, there would be more hugging to celebrate! ...Oh, right! The fight! The chaotic creature twisted back upright, her legs defying any idea of joints and bones. Yet when she went to crack her knuckles, there was a distinct pop. Her body worked in mysterious and complicated ways. In stark contrast, her mind was very simple. The word ‘hero’ left an echo in her otherwise empty head. She nodded eagerly. “Yup yup~! We’re gonna be heroes~!” Deep down, she understood the desire very intimately. “I want a good fight too~!” It burned like a little flame in her soul, hungering for a challenge. Zam cocked her head curiously, as if that might help her shake an answer loose. “Hmmm...” She held up a finger, borrowing the wisdom and dry tone of someone far older and wiser. “Gramps always says that ‘If you want something from someone, it’s polite to introduce yourself first’.” She dropped the lousy imitation and shrugged. “Plus I don’t have any guns, sooo... Let’s go say hi.” Her smile sharpened into a crescent grin. “And then we can punch them~!”Good plan, great plan~! Without wasting a moment, the Majin took a breath so deep her chest swelled like a balloon. She cupped her hands around her mouth and called out. “HOOOOOI~!” The cheerful shout echoed far. Those were some crazy lungs on her. It certainly got the attention of the meanie. ...Meanies? She honestly had no idea. The tingle felt weird, like two similar feelings overlapping, but still connected as one. ...The complicated pondering was promptly rolled up into a ball and tossed into the imaginary trash bin. Instead, the grinning trickster stretched her arms again and flung her closer to the noisy man. Hopping onto a rooftop, she waved eagerly. “My name is Zam! Zam is a Majin, is what Zam is!” Puffing her chest proudly she aimed a dramatic point at the stranger. “And I’m gonna beat you up~!” She punctuated her threat with a fist to the palm. Straight to the point, as usual. |
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Post by maycair on Feb 20, 2023 20:17:03 GMT
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"Great idea, the worst that can happen is they hit us first... May would say, her words lacking in enthusiasm. She didn't have much trust for random hoodlums but it was better to allow Zam to do things how she wanted. As far as May could tell, nothing would stop the Majin from being herself. That was something she was growing to really like about her, but who knew how people would act when under real stress? Hopefully, it wouldn't come to that.
The hybrid would step forward following Zam, the much smaller woman would keep her guard up. She was the weaker of the two, or that's what she could tell based on the energy they both gave off. Were they enough to compete with this mystery foe? She felt they had the power, but people had a way of surprising you. Once they were in sight they got a look at the strange Marco Polo, a heart on his head. They seemed to glow with strength, their layering Ki was a wall before them. "Well nice to meet ya, I'm Maycair or May for short, and I'm just here to see what the fuss is about."
Their opponent laughed, "We're Marco Polo, the greatest bond of brothers in the universe! Here to find worthy challengers of our might, you seem like a fun pair. Do you think your teamwork can beat ours? Then show us what you got, if you're strong enough to shake our bond!" Their voice roared, like two souls in harmony, layered voices singing out to them.
"I think we're more than capable, we're more than ready to fight!" May spoke, almost a little too soon, Marco Polo would rush forward, Love and War at full force to break the demoness. She was barely quick enough to use Behemoth Guard, only blocking a portion of the force. Each blow from the fusion's fists felt like boulders raining from above, they bruised her body easily. She would retaliate, a Black Star Breaker to hit him back. It seemed they were impatient for fun.
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Type: Defensive
Tier: Standard
Stat: Strength
Description: Focusing and tensing all of her muscles Maycair braces an incoming attack. Her body tightens, becoming as tense and firm as possible to brace an incoming attack. Her eyes seems to glow magenta during use of the technique, as she taps into her rage to to be able to shrug off the damage.
Technique Name: Black Star Breake
Type: Offensive
Tier: Standard
Stat: Strength
Description: Maycair focuses her control of demonic magic and ki to create a dense, black cestus around her fist which she then uses her strength to slam it as hard as she can to deal damage with the reinforced impact. |
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Feb 21, 2023 19:20:38 GMT
Post by Zam on Feb 21, 2023 19:20:38 GMT
M aycair’s lack of enthusiasm flew right over Zam’s head. She just nodded eagerly, still wearing that dangerous grin. Her new best friend was right~ The worst that could happen was getting punched first. And that still meant she would get her fight! Gramps had taught her that if anybody attacked first, she was allowed to defend herself with everything she had. She liked that rule~ When the strange man issued his challenge, the trickster slouched forward a little, her arms hanging and head tilting. Calling it a fighting stance was a little generous, but this was how she fought. Bolts of pink energy crawled across her body. It was the sheer excitement, building up like static electricity. She was already itching for fun violence. “Nyeh heh hee, you’re no match for Team Friendship~!” ...Yes, that was the name she had picked for herself and the demoness. No, she probably wouldn’t take constructive criticism. While the demoness created an opening, the Majin whipped her elastic arm forward. Her grabby hand flew across the distance and latched onto the opponent’s shoulder. “My turn~!” Heralded by the jubilant squeal, she pulled herself over with the Stretchy Grab. Without wasting a beat, the chaotic creature unleashed a vicious Majin Pummeling. She strung wild punches and kicks together. Enthusiasm made up for the lack of skill. Her hits came from such odd angles that many caught the opponent off-guard. Martial arts experience was no help against something this crazy. However, the foe quickly regained his bearings. Kissing his right and left fists, he responded in kind with Love and War. A messy brawl ensued, as the two exchanged punches. Through sheer power, he managed to gain the upper hand. One last hit sent the Majin flying backwards. She hit the nearby rooftop hard, squeaking like a dog’s chew toy.
▪ STATS ▪HP: 40/60 HP ▪ STRENGTH: 10 [E-tier] STAMINA: 3/5 ▪ KI: 12 -> 32 [Laughing Trickster] [C-tier] KI POT: 10/10 ▪ AGILITY: 11 [D-tier]
▪ ACTIONS ▪▪ Activated fighting style Laughing Trickster (+20 Ki) ▪ Used ST [Stretchy Grab] (-1 Stamina) Technique Name: Stretchy Grab
Type: Offensive
Tier: Standard
Stat: Strength
Description: The user stretches their elastic arm to grab a foe across a long distance, up to 10 meters. Foes, whose Strength is a tier lower than the user’s Strength, get pulled to the user. If the foe has an equal or greater Strength tier, then the user pulls themself to the opponent instead. ▪ Used ST [Majin Pummeling] (-1 Stamina) Technique Name: Majin Pummeling
Type: Offensive
Tier: Standard
Stat: Strength
Description: The user rushes a foe with a wild series of punches and kicks. Flexible like the user themselves, this combination takes a variety of forms depending on the situation. Utilizing their elastic body, they can even pummel the foe from a distance up to 10 meters. |
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Post by maycair on Feb 24, 2023 15:59:50 GMT
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After knocking away Marco Polo Maycair would take a moment to catch her breath. The ki in her body began to build she would charge her energy to the point in which it would start to overload. The building energy, it would push through her body until the muscles she had began to swell. Her height would grow ever so slightly, it wasn't much but it was a sign that her strength was more than what her body was portraying. She was happy Zam was excited to take the lead for a moment, it would give her a moment to recuperate. Now filled with energy she was ready to fight back after that treatment.
She wasn't exactly sure one how she felt about team friendship, but it was probably the better end of the spectrum. Maycair would've probably named their team something like Sweet Death. It wasn't much better, but she had her own tastes. She was rather impressed by Zam's tenacity, that was until the gumball turned into a rubber ball. She bounced back, flying from the force of Marco Polo's punches. He definitely outclassed them, but if they could keep him on his toes then they'd be able to maybe get him to step off. "Looks like it's my turn to come up to bat again." Riled up by her own words she would rush forward toward the love-filled fusion.
They came at the hybrid with Guns and Roses, she would take the brunt of the damage, she wasn't looking very well after the battering. Still, she would take it as she closed the distance, waiting for the damage to end. Once the barrage was over she was just a few feet in front of him, then she would blast him, a Black Hole Bomber to batter him. The blast barely made a mark, but it was enough to push the fusion back. May didn't want to grant him the chance to get her again, she'd jump back trying to return to Zam. "If you can keep him at a distance I can probably hit him with my Flare here soon." It was her strongest attack, but it wasn't nearly as powerful as what this fusion produced. It was enough for Zam to do something maybe let hell loose herself.
She'd give a countdown, but she had a feeling that wasn't Zam's specialty.
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Post by Zam on Feb 25, 2023 7:56:57 GMT
Z am peeled herself off the building. Her golden eyes had turned into swirling shapes in the black pools. Shakily she tried to stand up, only to fall onto her behind again. Her head was just spinning way too much from all the stars twirling around her head. ...Okay, maybe that last part was just her imagination. Oh well! Nothing a vigorous headshake couldn’t fix. “Wublblblbl~”The Majin cleared her head just in time to catch the strategy suggestion from the demoness. Immediately her dazed expression regained its usual clarity. “Ooh, the gold ring twinkly beam!” She remembered that one from their fight against the big, bad dragon. Bouncing back onto her feet, she nodded excitedly. “Okay, gotcha! I’ll go play with him~” It was the sort of plan that resonated well with her trickster tendencies. When the fusion foe came charging in, the chaotic creature stepped in the way. She thrust her hand against the bulky chest and splayed her fingers. Crackling ki surged along her arm. “Fly away~!” A violent, pink flash erupted between them, like a shotgun blast filled with glitter. It carried enough raw force to send the foe skidding backwards across the air. “Nnnnnnot good enough!”With a proud boast, the noisy warrior stopped himself in midair. He planted a kiss on his palm and blew it at the pink girl. A heart-shaped Ki blast followed, bursting against her in a shower of tinier hearts. Odd infatuation shook the chaotic creature, making her chest feel all warm and tingly... But it wasn’t enough to stop her. The Majin stretch arm shot through the fading hearts, latching onto the enemy. Before he could quite react, she snapped across the distance and wrapped him in a rubbery hug. “I got him~! Maymay, throw your best twinkly beam!” Yes, she loved to toss out nicknames. However, the shout was met with a cheeky grin from the foe. “Heh, you’re bluffing. Any attack she throws would hit both of us.” Nope, he wasn’t buying it. No way this girl was crazy enough to sacrifice herself. Zam cocked her head at the claim. “Silly mister, you’re missing the point~” Despite the cheery chime, there was something unsettling about her sharp smile. “Wha...?” Slowly, she pushed her face closer. Glowing like a pair of embers, her eyes burned with peculiar madness. A voice that was a little too deep, a little too serious, crawled from the depths of her throat. “I will survive this... Will you?” Her grip tightened enough to make the enemy groan. She couldn’t hold him for long though...
▪ STATS ▪HP: 25/60 HP ▪ STRENGTH: 10 [E-tier] STAMINA: 2/5 ▪ KI: 12 -> 32 [Laughing Trickster] [C-tier] KI POT: 9/10 ▪ AGILITY: 11 [D-tier]
▪ ACTIONS ▪▪ Used ST [Bright Burst] (-1 Ki Pot) Technique Name: Bright Burst
Type: Offensive
Tier: Standard
Stat: Ki
Description: The user splays their fingers and releases a vicious, short-range flare of brightly sparkling energy, like a shotgun blast full of glitter. It covers an expanding cone of 5 meters in length and 1 to 3 meters in diameter. Foes, whose Strength is of lower tier than the user’s Ki, get blasted back by the sheer force of the technique. ▪ Used ST [Stretchy Grab] (-1 Stamina) Technique Name: Stretchy Grab
Type: Offensive
Tier: Standard
Stat: Strength
Description: The user stretches their elastic arm to grab a foe across a long distance, up to 10 meters. Foes, whose Strength is a tier lower than the user’s Strength, get pulled to the user. If the foe has an equal or greater Strength tier, then the user pulls themself to the opponent instead. |
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Post by maycair on Feb 25, 2023 17:18:08 GMT
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The love-battering attacks of Marco Polo were something to be feared, it was enough to put Zam in a sore spot. Still, it seemed that didn't bother her a bit. The majin sprang into action, spraying her sprinkles in a deadly fashion. Her attacks sure were flashy, or so they seemed to be in comparison to her mostly darker skills. Yet, this was always one that seemed to gather eyes, a black, a part of pitch so deep and void that it brought out the most beautiful gold that existed. May took a deep breath, her body twitching as her ki began to draw from every pat of her body. It was a risky move of her buddy to act as an anchor, surely this wasn't enough to kill either of them. If she was lucky, it was still more than enough to knock MP down a notch.
The glitter bomb Zam used did pack quite a punch, he had already taken a little bit of a beating so hopefully, it was enough for a nap. Her ki started to draw light, the world darkening in her hands until BOOM! A golden ring busted into existence, not even a second would pass before the forcefully condensed ki would burst. It was as if the world split in two, one in color and the other in a void. "THIS IS THE POWER OF TEAM FRIENDSHIP!!!" The hybrid's voice roared as the Ki blast would consume both of them, she could feel Zam's ki was still flickering. She worried for her friend, but she did not let up this was their fight to win.
A hefty breath would leave her body as the attack finished. That had to be enough, hadn't it? She felt maybe she was wrong, there was still ki pulsing amongst the smoke and dust. Still, she wasn't hoping to kill him either, it was always hard to tell with these types when they would actually stay down. "Come on Zam, I'd step out of there quickly incase he's ready to come out swinging." It was an impulse, but it felt strange to have someone to worry about. Is this what real friendship felt like, this worry that crawled along her heart?
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Type: Offensive
Tier: Deluxe
Stat: Ki
Description: Formed very similar to black hole bomber Maycair condenses two Ki balls within her hand, until each of them is pulsing black from the amount of light they begin to absorb. She then in a circular motion brings her arm together to combine the orbs pointing them forward with crossed palms. The Orb explodes in size, causing light to swirl, until blasting forward into a beam 5m wide that appears like a burst of starlight, following an enemy up to 100m away, dealing intense burning damage. |
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Zam
Zam is a Majin, is what Zam is!
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Post by Zam on Feb 26, 2023 8:54:18 GMT
T he mighty blast hit the fusion foe and the ally anchor dead on. No dodging something so fast. It tore right through the squishy girl. In an instant, her form vanished. Reduced to mere pink scraps... As the smoke and dust finally started settling, only one silhouette remained standing. Bruised, burned and all around battered, poor Marco Polo didn’t look too hot. “Hah... Hah... N-not bad...” He wheezed weakly. “But you blasted your friend without hesitation... What kind of teamwork is that?” Trying to muster some of his earlier bravado, he aimed a dramatic point at the demoness. “Now, you’re all alone against our brotherly bond!” Well, he got her there, right? Right... Wrong~! Suddenly, the pink scraps started swirling. The stray traces quickly gathered into a pile of goop resembling a wad of chewed up bubblegum. It wiggled excitedly. Likewise, the familiar energy grew from a weak flicker to the usual blaze. Head, arms, legs... Faster than one could say Majin, the pink girl sprung back into her normal shape. “Pheeeew~! Zam is back~!” Thankfully, a twinkle of magic even returned her clothes. Left speechless by the death defying display, Marco Polo simply stared. His eyes were stuck open and jaw hung slack. Despite all the attacks... There wasn’t even a scratch on her... How was anyone supposed to fight something like that? He was starting to reconsider the fight. Maaaaybe it would be healthier to admit defeat. Zam glanced around, finding her friend first. “Nyeh hee~! You’re really strong, Maymay~!” She stretched her rubbery frame. “It’s been a looong time since I had to regur... uh... regent... um...” Stumbling over the tough word, she hesitated briefly. Then, her expression brightened. “...Since I had to put my bits together~!” It was one way to get her message across. She didn’t quite even remember the time before this one. Who had she been fighting back then anyway...? However, that line of thought crashed unceremoniously, when the trickster spotted the opponent again. Her teeth twisted into the crazy crescent grin. It was enough to snap the fusion foe out of his daze. “Wait, time out, TIME OUT!” His odd pleading and gesturing garnered no sympathy from the Majin. “Nuh uh! No mercy!” If the demoness didn’t step in, someone would get blasted. Again.
▪ STATS ▪HP: 60/60 HP ▪ STRENGTH: 10 [E-tier] STAMINA: 2/5 ▪ KI: 12 -> 32 [Laughing Trickster] [C-tier] KI POT: 5/10 ▪ AGILITY: 11 [D-tier]
▪ ACTIONS ▪▪ Used DT [Majin Regeneration] (-4 Ki Pot) Technique Name: Majin Regeneration
Type: Effect
Tier: Deluxe
Stat: Ki
Description: By spending a large amount of Ki, the user rapidly reconstructs their elastic body, even from mere dust. The process repairs their clothing as well, though it always results in the traditional Majin garb. Once per thread, the user may restore 60 of their HP by using 4 E-SP from their Ki Pot. |
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Post by maycair on Mar 2, 2023 4:18:41 GMT
[nospaces] [googlefont="Leckerli One"][googlefont="Source Sans Pro"] [attr="class","holder"] [attr="class","ttop"] [attr="class","float-right"] [attr="class","word-count"] Word Count: 407 [attr="class","tag"] Tag: Admin [attr="class","box"] [attr="class","box-holder"] [attr="class","image"] [attr="class","image"] [attr="class","image"] [attr="class","dip"] Maycair [attr="class","content-area"]
Maycair could tell her friend was durable, but she didn't really understand until she saw Zam go from chewed up to better than she was before. Her signature had decreased in output just slightly, but it had to be worth completely regenerating. The hybrid wished she could do something so awe-inspiring. Then again, she could travel between dimensions so maybe everyone had their skills. Either way, she chose not to show her surprise in fear of how Marco Polo would react. "Don't y'know Marco Polo? True friends have better trust in each other than that." A little chuckle came from the demoness as she walked closer to Zam and their fused foe.
"Awe shucks Zam you're just flattering me, you were strong enough to give us the opening. Now as much as I'd like to keep laying a beatdown we should let him speak. And, if we don't like what he's doing then we could still blast him." She offered, stepping in to stop Zam from beating the living life that remained within the fusion. She wasn't really sure if they could turn him into any officials, he'd break free. "Why should we stop, you were the one who was looking for a fight. If you can't keep up then maybe you shouldn't go looking for trouble." The hybrid had thrown her words at him before he had a chance to respond. The nervous Marco Polo would fight to get a word in.
"That is because I was looking for a pair of friends that are worthy! True bonds are strong enough to overcome any challenge. It should be rewarded, it should be fostered to give a pair the power to overcome to any challenge. That is what I wish to offer to you, a way for your bond to become even more feared!" They spoke with a scrambled voice. There had to be truth to it. What was he offering, was this their reward for a well-done fight? She had nothing but questions about how this encounter had gone. Her partner seemed pretty eager to fight, so if she didn't keep the convo going it was likely it would progress further until a brawl started back up.
"Well Zam, let's see what he has to offer us. Maybe he is more than just a troublemaker." Her words were followed by a slight smirk. She could only wonder how the Majin would choose to go forward.
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Post by Zam on Mar 2, 2023 13:30:01 GMT
F ortunately for the fused foe, the little destroyer was easily swayed by the idea. “Hm, okay~!” Stopping a Majin was no small feat. The demoness was one of the select few souls who could manage it. Turns out forming friendships was the real power all along. ...Right alongside incredible violence. The two fit together like peanut butter and jam. Zam circled over to her friend’s side. Simple curiosity held her attention, for now at least. Her simple mind only held two questions... What was this reward the weird guy mentioned? And could she eat it? Very important questions indeed. If she didn’t like the answers, weeell... She cracked her knuckles in anticipation, gleefully ignoring the fact that soft gum wasn’t supposed to crack like that. Just like Maymay had promised, they could still blast him. Good plan, great plan~! Much to Marco Polo’s visible relief, the demoness had the Majin enthralled. “Oh, you won’t regret it. This is a limited-time offer you can’t get from anyone else. I’ll help you take your awesome bond to the next level!” Despite his proud tone, it didn’t quite sound like simple boasting. He certainly packed more power than any average hooligan. Ushering the two winners closer, the master of bromance struck a pose. “Now listen closely. This is a super secret technique...” He flexed his bulging muscles, brimming with pride and power. “...The Doki-Doki fusion dance! For a short while, it’ll combine your bodies and power into one, making you stronger than ever!” Gasps, fanfare, wild applause! ...Ooor maybe all of that was just inside his head, while the two challengers were left listening to awkward silence. The Majin raised her hand. “Can Zam eat it?” Her question was like a pinprick, deflating the warrior’s pose. “Uhhh... No... It’s... A technique, like a sort of dance...” The answer only got a blank stare. “So you... want something to eat...?” She nodded eagerly, completely missing the point. “Yeah! Recombulating makes me hungry!” And the awkward silence only grew... Slooowly, the fusion teacher turned his eyes onto Maycair. He seemed a little hopeful and a little desperate. Did at least one of these strange Earthlings understand the inherent awesomeness of the technique? |
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Post by maycair on Mar 3, 2023 3:38:19 GMT
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He could show them how to unite their strength? That really was a way to bring their bond to a new level. It was an interesting thought, what that could do, how it would feel. Millions of questions began to flutter into her head. The possibilities it all wrought were difficult to consider. From what she could tell though, it was a significant increase in power. While they managed to put him on his toes, she had a feeling it would've been a bit more difficult had they continued to push him. Still, there was the chance that would push them to be stronger. There was a chance Marco Polo had seen greatness from this pair.
"Is that so?" She'd ask, walking closer up to him, walking around as if to tease the chance for Zam to blast him once more. It wasn't polite, but she wanted to have just a little fun for all the trouble the fused duo had caused just looking for an opponent. Thought they were just as likely to cause trouble themselves if they continued the fight to be fair. So maybe it was time to humor him even if it was just for a bit. "That does sound rather interesting, I supposed we could take you up on your offer." She would say, giving Zam a smirk.
"I think we'll both take you up on some food if you have some, I can imagine we're all a little hungry after that workout." She continued speaking crouching right by Marco Polo to help him get back up. She could only wonder what other secrets, whatever skills he could offer them. Her smile was pure, benign of the work they might be in for. Maycair was more than used to rough conditions, if the food was good enough and the results pronounced enough then it would all be worth it. "Come on now, let's get us something to eat, we're gonna need that energy too if you can really teach us this dance. Just keep in mind I haven't had too many step lessons."
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Post by Zam on Mar 3, 2023 18:32:19 GMT
U nsurprisingly, the hungry Majin was more enthralled by the promise of food than power. She threw her hands in the air with jubilant glee. “Yay food~!” Sure, she liked getting stronger, but right now the thought didn’t cross her mind. Couldn’t train on an empty stomach, you know. It only made her tired and grumpy. And you wouldn’t like Zam when she was grumpy... Running circles around the demoness, the chaotic creature kept chanting about food. Afterwards, they could train this strange magic dance the weird man mentioned. She hardly even understood what it would do for her. Honestly, most of the explanation had gone way over her head. Still, the teacher would find that his new student had a knack for learning quickly. Oh, but that would be a story for another time~ |
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