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Name: Mark "Hercule" Satan

Race: Human

Appearance: http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/dragonball/images/b/bd/SatanKanzenban.png/

MAGS: 400

Moves:
Dynamite Kick, The Shooting Star That Crosses Heaven- a powerful flying kick relying on a blast of ki to build speed, designed to transfer as much momentum to the foe as painfully as possible, as if they were blasted with dynamite.
Satan Punch, Hellfire Unleashed on the Waking World- A ki-coated punch which creates ripples in an opponent's bloodstream, forcing blood back to their brain and causing horrific damage. Hercule's last resort.
Special Bazooka: Volcanic Sting- Hercule's only regularly used ki blast. This technique superheats the air around a small sphere of ki, releasing a blast of flame and ki at his foes.
Shining Finger- Coating his hand in ki, he grabs the opponent's head, hitting a number of pressure points that prevent adrenaline from building.
Hercule Ultra Dynamite- A flurry of kicks and punches to the foe's pressure points, leaving them paralyzed. Small explosions of ki occur at the points of impact.
High Tension- Hercule's personal powerup technique, this is only a small increase in physical power, doing nothing for Ki techniques.
Flight
Fusion Dance
Kaioken
Spirit Bomb


Special Traits: Most assume that Hercule's accomplishments on the news are embellishments. What sort of mortal man could defeat the bandit king, Yamcha the Destroyer, in a single punch? Who could singlehandedly defeat the legions of Emperor Pilaf? Who could fight a Super Saiyan to a standstill with one hand tied behind his back? Of course, there is a reason Hercule can accomplish such great feats. He practices a fighting style known as "The Glorious Lion, Superstar of the Cosmos, Slaying Dragons With Its Claws And Crushing Demons in Its Jaws." This style forgoes the use of ki for ranged attacks, using it to empower brutal close-range combo attacks that hammer pressure points, paralyzing the foe and allowing for even more violent follow-ups such as the Dynamite Kick or Satan Punch.

Personality: Many would think that Hercule's overly showy personality and flowery technique names mean he's trying to cover up his weakness. This isn't true- he's just a big goofy kid at heart. He talks a big game, but never one that he can't back up- he's one of the most powerful Earthlings in history. He's friendly, personable, and willing to overlook differences to see just what kind of person one is deep down. It's how he befriended Majin Buu, after all. He's always seeking a worthy foe, but most humans and earth-dwelling monsters go down in a single punch.

Biography: A mysterious figure, Hercule's first fight that received major attention came during the Cell Games. To the surprise of everyone, the unknown challenger fought Cell to a standstill! Of course, eventually the bio-android beat Hercule into unconsciousness, causing him to miss the rest of the tournament. Though nobody seemed to know who he was, Hercule was well-known to small towns, villages, and crime-ridden neighborhoods around the world- he was the guy who would kill demons and monsters with a single blow from his Satan Punch. During the quiet years after the Cell Games, Hercule wasn't heard from often- he spent the time training.

Later, he would enter the World Martial Arts tournament... with each round lasting only a single punch. Though tested for performance-enhancing drugs, Hercule was found to be clean. This was his first (and, to date, only) championship. The next time he met the 2nd place winner, Spopovich, was when the rival martial artist fell under the sway of the evil wizard Babidi. Torn up to see a fellow martial artist sell his soul for power, he followed the Z-Fighters to face Babidi- and defeated Dabura with little effort. The fruits of his training since the Cell Games were readily apparent. He delivered a long speech about how strength comes from blood, sweat, and tears rather than cutting deals before flying off.

Later, he came upon a pink man-baby creature in the wilderness, becoming fast friends with the squishy pink beast. He was devastated when the death of Buu's puppy caused his new friend to go berserk, becoming Kid Buu. Though Hercule fought evenly with Kid Buu for a few seconds, the berserk gum-thing ran off. By the time Hercule caught up, his friend had become Super Buu, who overpowered Hercule nearly instantly. However, he was able to help restore his friend by performing the Fusion Dance with Goku- after all, the other Z-Fighters were either dead or absorbed. Together, the two formed a being powerful enough to go toe-to-toe with Super Buu. From fighting as Gokule, Hercule picked up the Kaioken and Spirit Bomb techniques.

Equipment: A Fusion earring and a championship belt.
"Look, I already know what reward I'm asking for."

Something simple, that would require minimal effort from the Ironwood Deku. That would get her one step closer to claiming her home: Finding out where the fuck it is. She removed the pointy hood from her head, letting her long red hair flow down and revealing the tracing of leaves and vines just below her hairline.

"My name is Dingle. I am the daughter of the union of Tingle and the fairy queen Pinkle- and I seek to claim my birthright as a Great Fairy! Tell me- where can I find the Fairy Fountain of the Twisted Acres?"
Grumbling, Dingle knelt down next to the Deku Naga, holding her hands out.

"Could have just stayed back in the nice resistance camp with dad and Ingo. But no, I had to be a FAIRY. I had to claim my fucking DESTINY and now I'm trying to heal something that just tried to eat me. Mom was right, Destiny is such bullshit..."

She began humming a tune. If she wasn't good enough to heal the poor thing entirely yet, she could at least keep its condition from deteriorating.

Rolling for healing/stabilization
I rolled to help, but didn't get anything that could save Boom. Sorry, Prof.
Dingle began making hand signs as the Deku Naga reared back, only to find she'd fumbled while performing crucial gestures. The Garo Ninja Arts would not avail her pyromaniac companion this day.


No sixes, no good.
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Man. I'm getting kinda hungry. Of course there's no kitchen in this room, and the free food in the lobby is just popcorn and peanuts until dinner. That's how these tropical places get you. But... hot damn, room service is ACTUALLY reasonably priced for a change. What's that number again...

Richard Wrole turned over, looking up from his menu to the hotel's phone, an old rotary number. He'd spent most of the morning-and lunch- at the beach, and hadn't gotten breakfast or lunch. This meant that his stomach was in open revolt, staging a violent protest. Of course, there WERE those crazy hoops you had to jump through to make internal calls.

Let's see... room service is 0 for internal calls... 4 for room service... and 376 for the order itself...

...H! E! R! O! When this mystical sequence is put into an H-Dial, a strange function begins- the dialer can become strange and wondrous heroes from across the multiverse! Of course, whether it's Robby Reed, Chris King, Nelson Jent, or now Richard Wrole- they never know WHAT they'll get when they... DIAL H FOR HERO!

With a pulse of red light, the letter "H" flew out from the phone dial, coating Richard... who vanished. In his place appeared a red-clad man with lightning decals over his years.

Wow! That dial must have given me the mystic power to transform into super-heroes from across the cosmos... and apparently to exposit and think like a comic book character. This should be freaking me out, but... it seems normal while I'm using it. Right now, I've become The Flash, protector of Central City! The costumes are all really similar... but if I know my DCU, I'm Barry Allen, the Flash who made the jump to the competition at Marvel as Flash Forward before returning! With the use of the Speed Force, I can accomplish nearly anything! Now... how do I turn back and order a sandwich...

In an instant, Richard found his hand making its way to the dial, dialing 6734.

O! R! E! H! When this mystical sequence is put into an H-Dial, the powers are lost and the transformation is broken, allowing the user to return to their normal form! A responsible hero only uses their powers for good, and always gives them back when the battle is ov-

Ooooorrrr I could use the powers for absurdly mundane non-evil shit.
Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria


Takahara coughed a bit. While he WAS a cyborg, getting clapped on the back like that still hurt like hell for an old man.

"Ah, Jack! I'm guessing those texts came at a bad time."

He stretched out, before clearing his throat and going full business mode- adjusting his glasses, standing up, and making a move for the soda. This was usually a sign that the conversation was about to take a turn for the boring.

"The gist of it is that Shadow Eternity left me stranded in a post-apocalyptic hellhole for a week. I had to forage for food and water among the ruins of a dead civilization with monsters that had literal black voids in their torsos which destroyed all organic matter. During that little excursion, there was no follow-up search, no backup, no checkup when communication stopped for a weak after one of those things ate my communicator."

"That isn't just incompetence. It's a sociopathic disregard for the safety and well-being of your employees. That is NOT the behavior of an Evil Organization- you should know that from my drunken spiels about Shocker and Dai-Shocker. Employees are people, not resources, and we know that the goals of the leader are counterproductive and self-defeating... and given the objectives she's chosen and her insistence that we not question her orders on many things, and considering my experience working for previous Evil Organizations... Well, we all know the goals. But the pay's decent. So we've been counting on her incompetence with logistics, stupidity in choosing mission objectives, and her seeming hatred of initiative to guarantee her goals fail."

"I want to offer a chance to make actual money, with rewards for showing initiative rather than punishments. A chance to work for an evil organization like the ones from my glory days- so the image isn't forever tainted by Shadow Eternity's policies and leadership. I've got investors- a bunch of old friends and employers. Now I just need people I can trust."

===
The dMP

"-look we'll do the color commentary, just don't break ou- This is Mack Metaphor, live from the dMP's new HQ! We can't give you an exact location, since they kind of stuffed us in a van at knifepoint to get us here! As always, joining me for this series of matches is Doc Nagano!"

"Always a pleasure, Mack! Tonight's matches continue a long tradition of surprise returns- first Sunshine's return to the dMP, and now the Black Mist wrestlers are showing up after nearly sixty years!"

"Just who is this Black Mist Federation, Doc? I don't remember hearing about them ever facing the Muscle League OR the dMP before."

"Well Mack, I think it's time for a history lesson! Way back in 1975, Japan's first superhuman wrestling association started up- but even then, the Black Mist Federation had been banned from professional sporting events- all the way back in the first Superhuman Olympics in 1959! Their cruel wrestling style was a terror to both human AND superhuman wrestlers. Of course, it was later revealed that the wrestlers were using performance-enhancing black magic granted to the federation's leader, Satan Demon, by an ancient Aztec demon known as Luar. It took a wrestler using the mystic powers of the Star of Aztec to face them down in 1985- and it was thought that this was the end of the BMF!"

"Weren't the rules altered to allow for performance-enhancing black magic when it was revealed Buffaloman sold his soul to the Devil to become more powerful, and the Brocken Family got their superpowers from the Skull of Mystery?"

"That's right Mack, but this was a different time- ANY form of performance enhancement was forbidden. However, even with that rule change, the BMF's wrestling was deemed too brutal to allow them back in the league!"

"But.. what about Ramenman tearing Brockenman Sr. in half in the ring? Or any of Super Pheonix's wrestlers? or-"

"Mack, I want you to read my lips here. In a league where tearing an ex-Nazi in half was rules-legal, ripping the arms off of Terryman was part of a match, and who knows how many shattered spines, skulls, and dreams, the BMF wrestlers ARE CONSIDERED TOO BRUTAL."

"Doc... are we sure that we can even show this on TV?"

"...We should probably check... During this word from our sponsors!"
"I've got business of my own in the Ironwood. I've inherited some forest property and I'd like to check it out."

Dingle returned the empty bottle the Tingle Bomb had been made in- somehow still intact- to her bag, stuffing a few locks of red hair back into the hat of her unitard.

"Besides, I'd rather not get fungus'd. Let's put the scrub in a sack to make sure he doesn't start anything in the Ironwood."

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Dingle's father was a talented cook and chemist. Talented, but not bright- he used the same pot to make paralyzing agents and his famous Deku Dip. One of his most useful creations was now being thrown at the skull kid to accompany the bombchu- a Tingle Bomb. Though it wasn't quite a bombchu, it packed enough of a punch to blow holes in the walls of temples and caverns.

"DINGLE DOES NOT FEAR YOU, PUNY SKULL-CHILD! SHE AND HER FRIENDS WILL WIN THIS DAY!"

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Okay, so... apparently those lines went right over peoples' heads. I'm not sure how. But "If ye be a true laggard, I'd be a whoreson fer talkin' down of ya. Can't let ya go stickin' dubloons up yer nose or jumpin in' the water because ye see a pretty fish, so I guess I HAVE to come along" means:

"Man, if you're actually retarded, I'm going to feel bad for insulting you. I can't let you go sticking coins up your nose or jumping in the water because you see a pretty fish, so I guess I HAVE to come along."

I... kind of assumed that a lot of that could be inferred from him asking if Devil Fruits cause brain damage.
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