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Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Viral hit fast, and he hit hard. If the Chieftain wasn't careful he could very well end up taking some serious punishment during their exchange. All that could be done for the flurry of punches was brace and take them in stride, with the Narbu managing to absorb most of the hits. Continuing to do so however wasn't going to help him, they needed to break apart. Finally managing to block Viral's attacks he put distance between the two of them, taking a brief moment to gather himself. His stomach and chest were quite sore at this point, easily bruised. But bruises were scarcely something to make him back down, it would take more than that to win. "You're good, Viral. Against any other opponent you'd probably have done some serious damage. Ir veste." Suffice to say things were a bit more serious now, those hits were beyond just testing the waters. If Viral was willing to stop pulling punches then so was the Chieftain, he would fight on the Beastman's terms.

If Viral thought he was the only one of them with speed then he was in for quite the shocker. The Chieftain could move swiftly as well, though only in bursts, not constantly. Now would be a perfect time to show that though, with Viral temporarily complacent. By extending a leg back he gave himself more force, pushing off and rushing headlong at the Beastman. With one great punch thrown forward he managed to hit the visitor, both causing damage and driving him back. Something wasn't right though, what was this strange sensation? Eyes locked onto Viral, the Narbu watched as energy began to leak from his opponent. Small amounts at first, and then in a flash it was released in a burst. Growling angrily as he was temporarily blinded the Chieftain had to back off slightly, and even more so when he was kicked in his bruised torso. Shielding his eyes with one hand he looked back down, noticing now too the singed hair and skin on his person. That energy, whatever it had been, was quite hot. Enough so that the snow and ice around them had melted, with bare rock showing. "Are we using energy now? Is this your way of telling me?"

Something here didn't seem quite right, or perhaps he was imagining things. Takeshi had this funny feeling right as the Narbu was going to attack Viral but stayed put, not willing to act just on a gut feeling. Watching on instead he narrowed his eyes at the Beastman as something seemed off, and a second later watched in shock as energy was expended from their friend. Wait a minute, Viral was using energy first? He hated doing that, and it wasn't like he was in dire straights here. Nor did he dodge that attack where he easily could of, so what was going on? Feeling Shu behind him the older boy frowned, watching the pair carefully. "He should have dodged it, that's the thing... He had plenty of time to," Takeshi said. Unless he wanted to get hit so he could use his energy there. But again, Viral using energy was very irregular. "Shu... I'm starting to think this isn't going to end well... I've just got this bad feeling."

Shingeki no Kyojin - Name Pending - Closed (4-person) RP

Name: Alois Heidrich

Age: 15

Appearance:

Alois

Living in a Titan infested world can make things really suck. The lifespan of any one person depends solely on the strength of the walls that surround them. Despite being a manmade feat those structures are not impenetrable, Titans do get through. It is rare, but breaches have happened, and each time it has humanity has had to either drive back the menace or be pushed further back inside. Luckily for those in the Karanese district there hasn’t been such an event for some time. It is relatively quiet on the Eastern front and as such those within the walls can live peaceful lives. Some places aren’t quite as lucky, but thus far Karanese has been spared.

One would suppose then being allowed to live a safe life would lead to contentment. Yet for Alois, it has been anything but. He has known peace all of his life despite other districts facing the Titans, and has been brought up by a loving, caring family. Neither particularly rich nor poor, they have lived a comfortable life, they always have. He has two loving parents and a younger sister, all of whom care for one another. It would be a picturesque setting for anyone in this hellacious world humans are made to live in, but not for Alois. He has never been able to enjoy the peace as others do, or relax quite enough. He’s always been a little… Off.

Even as a young boy Alois showed unusual signs of aggression. And not necessarily outright violent aggression. He has always seemed to enjoy tension and violence, or rather, it excites him. Hard to say, but as a result this peace of theirs has little appeal to him. He simply does not feel he fits in with the current status quo. It was inevitable then that, once he had come of age he would join the military. It didn’t matter what branch, or where he ended up. He needed to be doing something with himself. Something exciting, something dangerous.

Shingeki no Kyojin - Name Pending - Closed (4-person) RP

Everyone needs at least 5 characters too. We've got to show up Game of Thrones for cast number!

Shingeki no Kyojin - Name Pending - Closed (4-person) RP

Closed means open right? As in I can invite 20+ people? :D

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Viral might have speed, and he might have power, but so did the Narbu. Maybe not to the degree the Beastman possessed but they were close enough. Viral could pound away at the Chieftain for the whole ten minutes and he may well not get anywhere, not if he didn't know how to strike properly. Blunt forces like he was using were near useless, if Viral was half the warrior thought to be then he would figure this out eventually. Again speed was used to try and gain the upper hand, the Chieftain couldn't move quickly enough to counter. Feeling a weight on his back the Narbu grinned, reaching back and managing to grab hold of his opponent. With a roar of exertion he threw Viral off of himself and forward, intending to toss him right into the nearby icy cliffs. That didn't quite work, the Beastman managed to catch himself and halt his flight. Immediately he was back on the offensive too, certainly a persistent one. Bracing by slamming both legs down into the ground the Chieftain grinned, holding his arms out to try and grab Viral again. He missed, and as a result took a strong punch to his gut, one after another. Groaning from the surprising force the Narbu began to step backwards, trying to grab hold of the Beastman's arms.

Hm, to manage to cause harm with punches alone, Viral truly was strong. Perhaps he had underestimated the visitor after all. Not again, now things would be taken more seriously. Reaching down with both arms he managed to block a succession of punches, pushing the Beastman back before stepping away. "Impressive... Your strength is fearsome indeed," he said, placing a paw over his now bruised stomach. "But... It takes much more than that to defeat me. Noa bruk fae zo, let me show you the power of a Narbu warrior." Hunching over slightly the Chieftain extended one leg back, grinning toothily as his eyes locked onto Viral. With a push of his hind leg he was off, moving at a speed quick enough to kick up a trail of snow behind him. Approaching Viral he extended out an arm, trying to catch Viral in the gut and pull him along through sheer momentum alone, having the idea of driving the Beastman into the wall.

How long could these two actually fight, Takeshi wondered. 10 minutes would come and go, but he couldn't help but think they could go longer. For now they were evenly matched, yet he was certain they were holding back. Sizing one another up if anything, trying to get a feel for what the other was capable of. Yeah, he'd expect no less from Viral. Smiling as he watched their friend begin to deliver punch after punch he looked at Shu, smirking as he teased biting his tail. "Relax, your tail is too hairy to bite, I'd probably get a hairball or something," he teased, rolling his eyes. "Bite my tail? Hmph, who says I want my tail back anyways?" Their little banter would have to be put on hold for a moment, a sudden change of pace made the fight before them pick up. The Narbu seemed to be upping his efforts now, rushing headlong at Viral at a surprising speed. If something that big hit anyone that fast it was bound to hurt, Viral had best be careful. "Hey, watch out Viral!"

Far From Home

Suto found himself being torn up over Nero's self-condemnation, perhaps more than he ought to have been. They were alike, him and Nero, both carried that guilt of their friend's deaths. Only recently however had he managed to tell himself he wasn't wholly to blame, that other things had been at work that day. It could have ended differently, or maybe not, it was impossible to know. Berating themselves now and trying to throw their lives away wasn't going to do anyone any good. It wasn't honoring their friends, or the commitments they made to finish this game. And it sure as hell wasn't helping all the other players rooting for and counting on the Clearers. They had a duty not only to themselves but to all of AIncrad to succeed, there wasn't time for self-loathing. Nero had to see this, he had to understand they were not to blame. It was like talking to a brick wall though, Suto felt nothing he was saying got through. Frustration turned into desperation as he made a tearful statement, desperate to prevent a friend from being lost due to grief. In the midst of their exchange that meddlesome American, Jason, opted to intervene. And he did so in such a way that only served to aggravate Suto, not what he needed.

Suto so readily wanted to tell off Jason for what he had said. To snap and tell him that he would protect his friends at any cost and no one else would be lost. It wasn't an unattainable goal to him, quite the contrary. Before he could get so much as a word out however Kazaro intervened, trying to settle the arguments between the three of them. He wasn't going to snap at his superior for getting involved, not like he had wanted to do with Jason. Suto simply had lost his fire after a moment, feeling tired and just emotionally raw right now. Letting Kazaro speak with Jason he took a moment to settle down, sniffling and wiping his face dry with the back of his arm. He was going to protect them all, every single person that he could. He knew he couldn't save every single soul, but he could save those who were dear to him, even at the cost of his own life if need be. Once his superior had finished his lecture with Jason it looked like the group was going to get back on the move, to the boss of the tower. After something as unnerving as this Suto couldn't say he was particularly looking forward to the battle, but he wasn't going to turn around either. They had come here to clear the place and they were going to do that, like it or not.

Right, it was time to suck it up and get moving. They could be miserable later, there was a job at hand to take care of. Nodding in silent agreement, Suto stepped away from the group, bringing up his menu and checking his gear. Everything looked to be just fine, he would be okay for this battle. He still had a health crystal if need be, and their teleportation crystals as well. Hopefully they wouldn't need the latter, these were best saved for a dire situation after all. After making doubly sure everything was in order he sighed, running a hand through his hair tiredly. Just a few more rooms, then they would be there. By then he hoped everyone would have calmed down, they would really need to focus for this fight. If they made even a single mistake it could be quite costly for them. As Kazaro pointed out they were already in a precarious position because of their group size, they hardly had the recommended party for taking on the quest. This group was anything but regular however, it was comprised of some of Aincrad's best players. Hopefully then what they lacked in quantity they could make up for in quality.

Back in town, Doku was feeling quite pleased with himself. Another job well done, and a handsome profit to boot. Far as Fitch was concerned they had collected a bounty on some wanted PK'ers, and as such took his share of the coin without question. Ignorance is bliss, as they say. If they could keep Fitch in the dark long enough they could thoroughly corrupt him, and then they would at last share the true purpose of their guild. All in due time however, hastiness would only complicate their plans. And besides, there were things to do now other than go over guild particulars, like spending their hard earned money. Both himself and Fitch now had a sizable amount of spending Col, and a plenty busy town to do it in. Of course they would need to fly under the radar a bit due to their nature as players, but Doku knew plenty of stores where they could get their hands on some good gear and items. Smirking beneath his hood the older boy pocketed his money, glancing over at Fitch.

"Excellent job today, by the way. For your first assignment you did very well." Butter the kid up and he'd come to love doing this, it was almost made Doku feel guilty. Almost. "Like I said earlier, you've got some things to perfect, but I feel like you'll make an excellent bounty hunter. And the more of those scum we kill the safer this game becomes for everyone else. Just think about it, Fitch. Aincrad could become a game free of PKers. Then players can focus on clearing the game and not having to watch their backs all the time." Certainly a noble, if not hollow dream. Whatever it took to gain Fitch's allegiance though. Slowing his pace down slightly, Doku reached over, placing a hand on the other boy's shoulder as he gestured ahead to a tavern. "What do you think? Let's get us something to drink as celebration, my treat. Then we can spend the rest of the day lazing about."

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Leave it to an outsider to be unfamiliar with Narbu combat. They had agreed to no weapons and that was precisely what the Chieftain was doing. To class his tail as a weapon would also be classing his fists, and his feet. By that logic then he wouldn't be able to fight, that was his view on it. Granted he would give that Viral's lack of a tail was a bit unfair, perhaps he'd only use it if necessary. "I would hate for you to show your true strength right away," the Narbu retorted, giving a throaty laugh. In came another furious barrage of swipes, all of which the Chieftain took in stride. Thanks to his naturally thick skin even Viral's claws did minimal damage, he could sustain this sort of punishment for a while. The Beastman must have realized this as he changed his tactics, backing off promptly. Again Viral went about dashing around, this time trying to get onto the Narbu's back and grab at his head. He managed to climb onto his opponent cleanly, but the Chieftain was quick to try and defend himself. Reaching up and back he tried to grab hold of both Viral's sides, having the intent on lifting Viral up and throwing him away into the snow overhead. "No you don't, dar'um!"

So far the fight was pretty back and forth, neither party making any real capitalizing blows. What had it been already, one minute? It was an interesting fight to watch, but at this rate Viral probably wouldn't beat the Narbu. Technically he didn't have to either, it was just last ten minutes, that was all. Knowing their friend though he would much rather win than have time run out and it be declared a draw. Takeshi could understand that sentiment all too well, a draw was just as bad as losing. "You won't have to. If Viral loses I'll take him on," he said, grinning as he gave his knuckles a cracking. If Viral lasted five minutes, he'd try to last at least six. If Viral made it nine then he'd go the whole ten. "But you could, you know. Nothing's stopping you from using it on me," Takeshi pointed out. "Though if you try hitting me with it I might bite it, just putting that out there."

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

The Narbu were plenty versed in fighting all kinds of opponents, one benefit of being under Saiyan rule. Viral was a new kind of enemy, but even his maneuvers were similar enough that the Chieftain could draw from experience. From what he had seen thus far Viral was doing his utmost to keep moving, perhaps understanding a single blow could cause serious damage. For what it was worth the Chieftain was holding back, he wouldn't want to maim this other man even if they couldn't come to an agreement, nothing would be gained out of doing so. Taking a hit to the legs he fell to his knees, being immobilized for the moment. Or so it seemed, he wasn't without ways to retaliate. Smiling knowingly the Chieftain whipped his tail around, managing to catch Viral in the back and knocking him away. "Are you a pup? You're going to fuss over such things?" the Narbu asked, getting back to his feet. "I am using my body, gor cal lok, that was our agreement, no weapons. And you agreed to battle me, knowing I had a tail. Do not tell me you wish to reconsider now." Cheating, what a silly thing to accuse him of. Viral was properly aggravated by that move, coming at the Chieftain with furious swipes. Raising both arms up he took the slashes head on, Viral's claws cutting into but not exactly shredding his thick skin. "Whatever you have, use! A true warrior makes use of his whole body as a weapon!"

"And he tells me to relax... Viral's all pissed now..." Takeshi thought it was hypocritical how Viral was getting aggravated now, it was fine when he did it. Eh, it was sort of fun to watch these two go at it though, he'd let it slide. He couldn't much care if they recruited the Narbu or not, but he did hope Viral would win here. If their friend did then perhaps he'd regain some of his strength, and then they could finally have a real fight. Shu was worrying about nothing again by the sounds of it, finding problems in something that didn't even exist. "If Viral loses, and that's if he loses, one of us can fight the guy. If we beat him then he'll probably join us all the same." Or he could just be sore someone else had jumped in and throw them out, that would put a damper on their plans pretty quickly. Whereas Shu was uptight at the moment Takeshi was just enjoying the show, sort of indifferent towards their mission. "I doubt the guy will. I mean he seems all about honor and fair play like Viral does, so I don't think he'll pull a cheap shot."

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

So Viral had speed and power to his name, interesting. Often times it seemed combatants had one or the other, rare was it that an opponent possessed multiple strong traits. All the more reason then the Chieftain was looking forward to this fight, it was a chance to really test himself and their supposed allies. Pivoting on his feet and blocking blows was all the Narbu could do initially, taking the chance to try and gauge his opponent's agility. The cold and snow didn't slow Viral down at all, it was impressive. Taking his own chance to deliver a blow the Chieftain lifted up a large paw, swiping down at Viral to try and knock him away. It came as a surprise when his blow was stopped, all he managed to do was drive back Viral a ways before both came to a halt. "Is that right? Prove it, Viral!" the Chieftain remarked, grinning excitably. Having his arm yanked down did manage to bring the Chieftain tumbling, and the hit to his legs brought him to his knees. He was anything but defenseless however, he had plenty of weapons to make due with. Growling in mock frustration the Narbu looked up at Viral, smiling as his tail whipped around from behind, trying to smack Viral in the back and knock him away.

Takeshi felt a bit odd just standing here and watching, normally he was in the middle of the fray. This was boring, maybe he could pick a fight with one of the others to pass the time. Then again doing so might piss of the Chieftain, and who knows what could happen after that. Resolving then to simply standing and watch he shifted the weight of Viral's cleaver onto one shoulder, using his free hand to stifle a yawn. The two were going at it in earnest right off the bat, with Viral pounding away at his larger opponent with little trepidation. If this was the pace they were going at then it was going to be one hell of a ten minute duel. "I'll count, don't worry Shu," Takeshi answered, waving a hand dismissively before putting it on his hip. "Besides, I doubt either way this is going to take ten minutes. Both of these two can really fight, it's only going to take one single mistake for the other to win. And nothing bad is going to happen, we're here to make sure of that, yeah?" The Narbu weren't showing any desire to really cause them harm, maybe this sort of fighting was common for them. How often did the Chieftain do this, he wondered?

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Vegeta CS

Name: Vegeta

Age: 22

Appearance:

Vegeta

Abilities:

• High Intelligence: Vegeta is astoundingly bright, and as such has a vast array of knowledge. He is quite adept at anything to do with technology, and his knowledge expands to several other fields as well.


• Mechanist: If it has even a .0001% chance of working, Vegeta can get it to work. Alien or familiar, Vegeta has a knack for repairing, dismantling and scavenging machines.


• Martial Artist: Like Yumi, Vegeta has spent a good bulk of his life studying martial arts. As such he is a proficiently close quarters fighter, and has some varied knowledge of a few weapons.

Bio: His great-grandfather was one of Earth's most famous heroes, as was his grandfather. His own father was a powerful Saiyan and head of Capsule Corporation, as was his father before him. To say Vegeta had big shoes to fill was an understatement. From a young age he was pressed, albeit passively, to excel in all he did. Showing an incredible intellect from a young age he had an easy time in school, making light of classes all throughout his career as a student. His intellect didn't pertain to just the classroom either, he was quite often found in the labs with some of Capsule Corporation's brightest, tinkering with machines. Whereas his father was interested in biology he found love in machines, they were quite the dynamic pair. Tragically his parents would be taken from him by Viral, his father's very own creation. This fact however would go on unknown by Vegeta for numerous years as he was kept in the dark.

If not for his childhood friend and their mentor, Viral, Vegeta very likely would have been quite depressed. He found the companionship of those two to help him tremendously, and over the years the pain of his loss gradually lessened. When he was of age he inherited Capsule Corporation, taking charge of the operations there. Regardless of how much his father may have wished for it Vegeta could never find the passion in dictating a business. He knew how to of course, but it was too dull. His time in the labs, tinkering with machines, that was all drastically reduced due to his responsibilities. The formalities that came along with it oft made him sneak out to get away from it all, much to the chagrin of the board and his employees.