Out Of Necessity [Vocado / Invite?]

There was a sudden disturbance in Virus' surroundings. A spike of power, however brief, alerted the Bio-Weapon's senses. That was quite the presence they held, was it not? 

Peering toward the source of the energy, Virus mused for a moment. Perhaps it wouldn't hurt to meddle with one Saiyan before leaving to discuss the future with the Tuffles.

Virus kicked off the stone pillar and flew toward the source, dodging and weaving himself through the bluffs before eventually reaching a lone Saiyan. He was alone, and seemed to be shadowboxing.

"Sharp moves." 

Virus' voice cut through the somber silence that permeated around Vocado. He was unable to place his finger on it just yet, but something was awry with this particular Saiyan. His Ki signature had a certain unease to it, unlike the regular battle-lust most Saiyans radiated.

"You seem restless. Care to blow off some steam with little old me?"

Touching down on the rock a few feet away from Vocado, his wings beat a single time before slinking into his back. This Saiyan held a power that could easily match Virus' own; Perhaps the two would be able to give eachother some proper entertainment, no?

"My name is Virus. You may have heard of me on the Sadala grapevine. Your Queen doesn't seem to be the biggest fan of me, sadly. I wonder why?"

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Thread PL: 40,877

KP: 6/6
MP: 0/6
Damage: 0/250%
Word Count: 226

"Oh, I'm painfully aware. Earthlings aren't too welcoming when you look as garish as I do. All the screaming and running really starts to bore after a while, you know?"

This Saiyan, Vocado. Virus quite liked the energy he gave off. So bored and apathetic to the world around him, it was a breath of fresh air after running into so many overly zealous and emotional types.

Virus rolled his shoulders in preparation for their little spar, taking a few steps toward Vocado as a grin creeped onto his maw.

"The Tuffles? Well, that was the idea. Initially." Virus hinted, "I've been hunting your kind for a while now, as a little payback to your 'lovely' Queen." 

He too, seemed to have a disliking for Rosemary. How interesting, and perhaps, of use to him. Perhaps Virus could get some benefit from someone like Vocado. He certainly held the power to be a relevant figure in the inevitable battles to come.

"Deciding to make an enemy of me...She certainly isn't the brightest, is she?"

Virus chuckled, taking after Vocado and preparing for battle in his own way. He decided to humor the warrior further, and took upon the stance of the Saiyan Elite. Virus' form was impeccable; A true master.

"Tell me friend, where does your bitterness come from?"

The Bio-Weapon held his ground. A silent gesture that the first move was Vocado's to make.

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Virus uses [Utility]Apex of Mimicry: Saiyan Stance to adopt the Saiyan Elite fighting style!

KP: 6/6
MP: 1/6
Damage: 0/250%
Word Count: 511 + 234 = 745

"Petty? Oh ho, don't get me wrong! It's simply killing two birds with one stone. I have to eat after all, don't I?"

It was nothing but a simple math equation for Virus. He truly wasn't one to hold grudges, human emotions such as resentment and anger only lead to poor decisions. If he could edge closer to his next stage of evolution whilst maximizing his chances of survival, why wouldn't he?

Virus was on Plant to play the long game, and whatever path would lead him to achieving perfection the easiest, he would follow. If that, by some miracle, lead him to aligning with the Saiyans once more, then he had no qualms.

"The tragedy of war. I've never been much for alliances; Most people shudder at the thought of working alongside me."

A hollow statement, yet one that hinted toward Virus' intentions even more. It was clear that Virus wanted something from Vocado, but what exactly? Would he have truly invited him to a relatively friendly spar, had he wanted to consume him? Perhaps he was simply toying with the Saiyan.

...Or did he have greater plans?

Their battle started in silence as Vocado engaged Virus. Keen senses allowed the Bio-Weapon to bob and weave between the trio of jabs, his left hand flickering to the side and harshly parrying the right hook away from him.

Virus arched his back widely to duck under the swift roundhouse kick, practically feeling the sharp gust of wind rush past him. Vocado's moves were sharp, indeed.

Reaching back with his hands, Virus pushed up from the ground with both palms and kicked upward, a fierce kick aimed at the Saiyan's chin. Spinning on his palm afterwards, Virus transitioned into an agile spinning kick aimed to crash into Vocado's shoulder.

"Tell me Vocado, what's your stance on this senseless war? Surely you mean to end it, with all the loss you've dealt with...!"

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Used [Light]Hunter's Instinct to evade for 60% (24,526). Machine-Gun Salvo is dodged!

Virus counters with some epic non-KP stuff.

KP: 4/6 (-2)
MP: 3/6 (+2)
Damage: 0/250%
Word Count: 745 + 321 = 1066

Virus' second blow connected cleanly with the Saiyan's arm, forcing him back far enough for Virus to safely land back on his feet. With surprising acrobatic ability, Virus touched his feet down onto the stone plateau before lifting his palm from the ground.

The Biodroid huffed out a single, hollow laugh as he smirked toward Vocado, returning to his own stance as his opponent did. Virus found himself growing more and more curious about this particular Saiyan, and this curiosity had only skyrocketed further when Vocado had given his answer.

"That sounds like music to my ears! And here I was, thinking your people had lost their edge with Rosemary in charge!"

Virus cackled out a laugh, feeling his spirits rise and his excitement bubble at Vocado's statement of utter domination. He was shaping up to be one of the Saiyans Virus had idealized; Ruthless, bred for battle, and born for combat, just like he was!

His eyes widened with lust and savagery as Vocado unleashed a wave of destructive Ki toward Virus. The Biodroid moved instantly and swiftly, deftly stepping to the side as he took off into a run, the outer ridge of Vocado's energy grinding against the edge of Virus' carapace.

"KHAA-HA-HA!!" Virus laughed out as he engaged Vocado in a vicious manner. A trio of jabs was sent the Saiyan's way, followed by a sharp right hook that transitioned into a fierce and fatal roundhouse kick. Vocado would likely recognize it as his own style; Something Virus was able to replicate perfectly after a single showing.

"You continue to intrigue me, Vocado! Simply driven by one violent goal, apathetic to the rest! It's been long since I've laid eyes upon a kindred spirit...!"

"Tell me, Vocado, why leave the throne to Rosemary?! You'd be an excellent fit for your people! Under your command, the Saiyan race will prosper far more than it ever could under Rosemary's passive leadership!"

Virus was beyond impressed by Vocado's headstrong determination, and his fixation on his singular goal. One-sided domination- a war that ended in blood and genocide. It was something Virus could relate to greatly, and something he saw great, limitless potential in.

The weapon could fear his heart thump heavier and heavier; Had he finally found a worthwhile partner? Someone that truly shared his way of thinking? Things were certainly shaping up to be that way...

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Virus used [Light]Hunter's Instinct to dodge the Shotgun Salvo!

Virus uses [General]Mimicry to copy Machine-Gun Salvo! 16,350 damage!

KP: 0/6
MP: 5/6
Damage: 0/250%
Word Count: 1066 + 397 = 1463

The mere swings of their limbs was enough to shake the very foundations of the plateaus they fought upon. The shockwave left by their strikes uplifted dirt and stone, and the swings of their legs was enough to cause mountains to shiver.

A great tremor echoed across the bluffs as Virus' leg clashed with Vocado's. The very ripple of their might was enough to cause a distant plateau to crumble into the earth, yet the two fighters remained stalwart. To them, this was nothing more but a simple spar.

And still, despite all of this power, Virus knew he was still too weak.

There was so much more he had yet to achieve.

"I think you've found yourself an ally, Vocado."

And Vocado? He was Virus' window to achieving those goals.

A quick motion from the Saiyan Warrior slipped past Virus' reflexes. A swift and dirty strike sailed toward his head and caused him to careen toward the edge of the stone plateau. Violently jabbing his palm into the stone beneath him, Virus skidded to a full stop before rising to his full height.

"Your people could rule this universe, Vocado." Virus replied, aiming to fuel the fires of conquest further within Vocado's mind. "Unlike your feeble-minded Queen, you have the drive; The passion!"

Dropping his combat stance for a moment, Virus extended an open hand toward the Saiyan, imagining the world in the palm of his hand.

"Allow me to join you in your efforts, Vocado. We will crush whatever opposition awaits! And upon the mountain of corpses we leave in our wake, I will find what I've been seeking..." Virus closed his palm into a a tight fist, the chitin creaking under his grip alone. "-...Perfection!"

"I can feel myself inch closer to the next stage of my evolution; Power that makes my current strength nothing but child's play! I want it more than anything else, Vocado...And with your help, I will achieve it. This I know for certain."

He gazed up to lock eyes with the Saiyan. Virus' red gaze was filled with desire, a burning lust bring his goal to life, and a sickeningly malicious smile accompanied that fiery, passionate gaze.

"Aid me in my search for perfection, and in turn, I will lend you my strength and loyalty. What do you say, Vocado?"

Virus was unable to wipe the exhilarated grin off his face, and offered a hand toward the Saiyan. A formality, and a symbol of Virus' loyalty. There wasn't the slightest idea of betrayal within the Bio-Weapon's mind. For the first time since his inception, he truly wished to work alongside someone.

He was Virus' gateway toward becoming the ultimate, perfect warrior.

He was certain of it.

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Virus offers his power and loyalty to Vocado!

KP: 2/6 (+2)
MP: 6/6 (+2)
Damage: 0/250%
Word Count: 1464 + 454 = 1918

"And then everyone died; The end."

Virus accepted Vocado's hand with a firm grip and shook it proudly, indulging in the Saiyan's macabre humor with his own amusement. While they shared jokes, a feeling began to bubble and broil deep within Virus, a feeling that was by all means mutual.

As they released their shake and Vocado turned his back to gaze out onto the horizon, Virus looked to him, bemused. That burning sensation he could feel deep within the darkest, most fiery pits of Vocado's being...He knew that feeling all too well. A desire to see your dreams turn into a reality. At any cost.

The mention of the legendary Super Saiyan wasn't something that was lost to Virus. Deep within his biological coding, tales and myths surrounding the ascended Saiyans of legend dotted his thoughts. Virus chuckled aloud; They really were alike, were they not?

"Together we will ascend beyond any mortal or god that dares defy us. You, the Super Saiyan, and me... Perfect."

These dreams, these goals...They seemed so far out of reach just moments ago. But now? It was slowly starting to seem realistic. Something that could be achieved sooner, rather than later.

Virus' head tilted to the side with curiosity as Vocado turned to him with a cold look in his eye. He meant to murder Virus once the time was ripe, huh?

"Oh? And here I thought we could be besties."

The dark sarcasm dripped from his words. Virus let out a hollow and malicious snicker, that transformed into a loud and deranged fit of malignant laughter. This Saiyan, he truly was everything Virus had been looking for!

"AAHAHAHAHAAAA! Very well, Vocado! I wouldn't have it any other way! Our inevitable clash will be legendary!"

A deep and unshakable unrest tingled through Virus' entire body. The Bio-Weapon felt like he was about to lose his mind if he didn't lash out at something, or rather, someone. With a single and violent motion, Virus returned to his combat stance, and stared at Vocado with a passionate gaze.

"And don't you worry your black little heart...This is strictly between us."

Thus their battle continued. One of many to come, certainly; All to improve, to evolve, to ascend.

The universe would eventually tremble beneath their might.

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A sinister alliance has been struck...

Virus EXITS the thread! Very hype shit, can't wait to see what comes out of it.

Total Word Count: 1918 + 380 = 2298