A Dark Day in the Dojo

Flax
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PL: 80,000
XP: 11,518
Bloom (x3)
Wither (x6)

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Posts: 74

Item Malus: 3,500

A Dark Day in the Dojo Nov 16, 2023 22:54:09 GMT -5

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Post by Flax on Nov 16, 2023 22:54:09 GMT -5

FLAX'S PL: 74,548

ACTIVE TRANSFORMATIONS: None

Flax rubbed her gloved hands together, a shiver running down her spine. Wherever she was, it was cold. Far colder than anywhere on Konats. It was lucky that the coat she'd gone on the run wearing was thick enough to stave off the frigid air, but that still only kept her so warm.

Aside from the cold, though, the shadows hungered. They hadn't been satiated in some time, and if they weren't, well, only bad things happened. Luckily, Flax had caught wind of a dojo, filled with promising martial artists at the base of this mountain, and while she didn't relish the idea of just waltzing in and attacking people, she reasoned it was better to attack those who could defend themselves than innocent, unsuspecting civilians.

And so, the former Konatsian pulled up in front of what the small town's directory indicated was the dojo she was looking for, and, without knocking, stepped inside.

It was a quaint little place, still fairly chill, though not quite as harsh as the unprotected air outdoors. Various students of the dojo trained around the room, most of them too focused on their technique to notice Flax. Her boots thudded loudly against the floor as she walked further in, and she was quickly approached by someone she assumed had to be a student of the dojo. "Hello, ma'am," he greeted her with a bow. "Is there something I can help you with?"

Flax smiled at the man. "No, not really," she said with a shrug. "Sorry about this."

"Sorry abou-" the man was cut off as a black tendril of dark energy shot out from beneath Flax's coat and hit him square in the chest, sending him flying back across the room, where he crashed right into the wall! Suddenly, everyone's eyes were on Flax, who was now oozing dark energy across the floor, the darkness inside of her trembling with excitement at the prospect of feasting on the energy of so many potent fighters.

"This isn't gonna kill any of you," Flax stated as she stepped forwards, "But it ain't gonna tickle, either. And uh, you're gonna feel pretty awful for the next few days. Sorry." With that, the darkness instantly began to lash out at the dojo's students, some being hit and knocked away almost immediately, and others able to dodge and hold their own for a time, but it was clear that unless someone more on Flax's level came in to stop her, pretty much everyone was going down soon enough.

Chomei
Renowned Power

President of Earth

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PL: 100,000
XP: 19,430
Boiling Blood (x3)
Scorching Soul (x5)
Dragon Soul (x16)

Tag: @chomei
Posts: 297

A Dark Day in the Dojo Nov 16, 2023 23:54:10 GMT -5

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Post by Chomei on Nov 16, 2023 23:54:10 GMT -5

There'd been developments, in recent days. He'd learned about the unfortunate demise of his friend. His hidden nature, maybe. His other friends had gotten hurt—Jackie, particularly, in ways he didnt understand. A saiyan maniac showed up and absolutely bodied him—His muscles still ached from that fight. Yogu had proven himself fairly competent, but unfortunately, always seemed to find his way into these violent messes... Just as he did. Chomei didnt like that, didnt like anything of what was happening. The election was dragging on, but that was a normal thing. It did give him a certain measure of uncertainty. Would Steel... Or gods forbid, Yogu be able to lead Earth? Was he able to?

There had been a general feeling of anomie, melancholy, on Earth. Growing for some time. For Chomei, this feeling had worsened now. Megis was dead, and Chomei was left to scrounge up whatever (if any) work the majin had done for the good of the planet, to try and piece things together, so that Earth might one day be safe. Alone, unfortunately... Well, he could ask his friends for help. But everyone seemed to have their own issues. Ban was working on a new home for his people. Jackie had... Stuff going on? He made a mental note to try and visit her soon. Yogu got moodier every time Chomei saw him.

Chomei had had his own plan, before all this. Which had been sort of, unoffically, put on hold. He hadn't visited the Dojo in weeks, even though it was his home. That had been the most recent development. Not the most shocking, but it'd caught him incredibly off-guard. Perhaps all the campaigning, maybe some of those blurry videos of him fighting various folks recently, had drawn them.

But there'd been a congregation of people waiting outside, lined up in tents, eagerly wanting to join his school. It shocked him when he first saw it. He'd been in the cities long enough to think that a whole bunch of squatting hobos had taken over his home, at first.

That'd been a week ago now. Some of the folks who'd come were already respectable martial artists. Others, complete amatuers. With some reluctance, he decided to try his hand at being a teacher. Mind you, it was reluctance born from the fact that, he was going to be preoccupied with ruling the Earth soon. Maybe. Would he be able to actually teach these fine folk? Maybe.

He'd try, certainly.

Most of the group had left already. They'd gawked at his first request, which had been to move a massive boulder. He would've made them move him, but there were a lot of em'. He didnt care how, other than that they had to do it themselves, with their own strength. After fruitlessly endeavoring, most of the group had given up. Those who remained, he actually taught things. They'd shown him their determination. Or they moved the boulder—Two guys had somehow done that! It was huge too!

They'd started weight-training today, he recalled as he chopped firewood with his bare hands. It'd be necessary for their bodies to acclimate to the intense strain of hundreds of pounds weighing down on them. They'd feel much worse, tapping into the forms of the Dragon Style. Of course, they wouldn't be able to even use the forms properly without—

Chomei paused, face pale. The smell of malice drifting from downhill. He sensed fear down there. Felt danger. He erupted out of the woods, appearing at the entrance to his school. He took it all in very calmly. A lot more calmly than he felt. It was over already. There were standouts, sure. But no one here was on his level. Or this woman, for that matter. He stared at her icily, glancing at the nearest of his students. He saw the twitch in his chest, knew that he was breathing. Knew this was the case for everyone else; He heard their faint breaths.

"You're either very lucky, or very careful," He muttered coldly, not bothering to elaborate. He'd have been murderous if anyone was dead. "Doesnt matter which. Step outside," He commanded, staring daggers into Flax. "I'd prefer not to get blood on the floorboards,"

CURRENT PL: 350,000 (Scorching Soul x5 Active | ANTISENSE Active)
KP: 6/6 (---)
MP: 1/6 (+1 Post)
Damage: 0/250 (---)

Notes: Chomei arrives, and he's not happy.

WC: 707

Abilites: [Crane School (1/1) | Impossible Recovery (1/1)]

Items: [Healthy Bean (1/1) | Energy Drink (1/1)]

Last Edit: Nov 16, 2023 23:55:07 GMT -5 by Chomei

Chomeis Plotter
Chomeis Theme

Flax
Rising Soul

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PL: 80,000
XP: 11,518
Bloom (x3)
Wither (x6)

Tag: @flax
Posts: 74

Item Malus: 3,500

A Dark Day in the Dojo Nov 17, 2023 0:52:27 GMT -5

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Post by Flax on Nov 17, 2023 0:52:27 GMT -5

FLAX'S PL: 74,548

ACTIVE TRANSFORMATIONS: None

Well, that didn't take long. The last of the dojo students dropped within just two minutes of Flax's arrival, with a well-timed tendril strike to his gut sending him to the mat, where he sprawled out and groaned for a moment before falling unconscious. "Hm," Flax mumbled to herself, clicking her tongue in disappointment. "Not as much of a challenge as I was hoping for, really." That'd probably be enough to sate the darkness for some time, but she'd need to seek out some more "sustenance" sooner than she'd been hoping to have to.

Unless...

Flax's ears twitched as the darkness within her trembled, and she felt a presence at the door. She turned to find a very muscular, very pink man standing before her, and her dark blue brows furrowed as her grayish eyes scanned him. What was most intriguing was that she could not peer into his soul - it was as if something was blocking her from detecting its strength. "Odd," Flax stated with a twinge of curiosity in her tone.

"These aren't yours, are they?" she asked, gesturing to the many unconscious individuals that dotted the dojo floor. "I am sorry, but I made sure not to kill any of them, if it helps." Not that it likely mattered much to this fellow, who seemed to be the dojo master. Good... Maybe he'd put up a bit more of a fight. Sounded like he was itching to tussle, anyway, so perhaps Flax wouldn't need to wait quite so long before she could fully sate the shadows.

Flax did as instructed, following the man outside into the cold, brisk air, which was annoying, but she felt confident the heat of battle would soon warm her. "Now, before we get started," she said as she stepped a few paces away from the master, "You ought to know that this isn't personal. I don't even know the name of this dojo. So, don't get too bent out of shape after I pound you silly and leave you face down in the snow, kay?" She wouldn't kill this guy either, obviously. No reason to.

As an act of caution, Flax clenched her fists and allowed energy to pulse through her body, and her power suddenly amplified significantly! She couldn't quite gauge where this dojo master fell, but she saw no reason to go all out right from the start, and so she settled on merely tripling her power. From all her being, her opponent would see darkness seep and envelop the surrounding area, creating a field of the night itself. "Watch your step," Flax callously warned as the shadows suddenly leapt at the martial artist! They would attempt to envelop his entire body, and, should he not defend himself, would drain away at his very essence! All things considered, a weak attack - but Flax was merely curious to see how this Earthling would respond.

Flax transforms into her Bloom (x3) form! Her PL increases to 223,644!
She then attacks Chomei with a [Light] Stygian Embrace, which lashes out at him for 44,729 (20%) PL damage!

HP: 0/250
KP: 6/6 > 5/6
MP: 0/6 > 2/6

Chomei
Renowned Power

President of Earth

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PL: 100,000
XP: 19,430
Boiling Blood (x3)
Scorching Soul (x5)
Dragon Soul (x16)

Tag: @chomei
Posts: 297

A Dark Day in the Dojo Nov 17, 2023 2:29:07 GMT -5

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Post by Chomei on Nov 17, 2023 2:29:07 GMT -5

"They are." He replied tersely. His eyes watched the woman's every move carefully. "And It doesnt," He replied succinctly. This was something he'd been getting tired of. He often thought about how he would deal with invaders or lone, bad actors if he was elected. He didnt approve of killing them, like some of the accords mandated. But seeing the unconscious bodies of his eager students, he sure as hell understood why they'd come about.

Chervii... Vale, There were countless others. Lottus, the most recent. Everyone tromped about, throwing around whatever strength they possessed. Hurting people, his people. Family, friends. Students. He was real sick of it. He almost didnt bother to listen to the woman as she spoke. But he did, reluctantly. "Not personal, huh? Sure. I believe that. I don't know you. Were you just bored then? Maybe you wanted to challenge my dojo? No, not that. You don't look like a martial artist," Chomei said, more calmly than he felt. "I'd be surprised if you had a reason. Some folks I've dealt with don't," His hands curled up into fists.

"If you have any, feel free to speak them. Maybe I'll feel pity in a few minutes after I beat you into the ground,"

And with that, it seemed their bout had begun. His eyes twitched as darkness crept in on them. Of course she uses magic. All the annoying, evil folk, did. His primal eyesight quickly adjusted to the lack of light. It was still dim enough to bother him, but his animalistic hearing and smell made up for the rest of it. 'Watch your step' she said.

A moment later, shadows leaped up and sought to envelop him. He stood completely still, and they latched onto his arms, chest, and legs, like leeches. He felt a faint tingle, which slowly gave way to pain wherever shadows touched him. He grunted. Peering at Flax through the darkness, the shadows lingered for a moment. Then, piercing thin veils through the leech-like darkness, pieces of red-hot, firey aura broke through. In nearly a blink, Chomei's body was coated in a wavery, red sheen of energy which seemed to cause the shadows to wail, and fall away from him.

He hunched down into his signature stance, then launched himself at Flax. Roaring, he attempted to slam his palm into the woman's side with all the strength as he could muster.

CURRENT PL: 350,000 (Scorching Soul x5 Active | ANTISENSE Active)
KP: 3/6 (-3 Dragon Stance)
MP: 3/6 (+1 Post, +1 Technique)
Damage: 13/250 (-13)

Notes: Chomei tanks the attack, shakes off the shadows, then uses Dragon Stance[40%]. A thin, translucent sheen of red, flame-like energy covers Chomei's skin. He then attacks Flax.

Barrier Turn [1/3]
Barrier Power— 140,000

WC: 401

Abilites: [Crane School (1/1) | Impossible Recovery (1/1)]

Items: [Healthy Bean (1/1) | Energy Drink (1/1)]

Chomeis Plotter
Chomeis Theme

Flax
Rising Soul

STATS
STUFF
SIDES

PL: 80,000
XP: 11,518
Bloom (x3)
Wither (x6)

Tag: @flax
Posts: 74

Item Malus: 3,500

A Dark Day in the Dojo Nov 19, 2023 9:45:25 GMT -5

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Post by Flax on Nov 19, 2023 9:45:25 GMT -5

FLAX'S PL: 223,644

ACTIVE TRANSFORMATIONS: Bloom (x3)

Ha! This guy was mad mad. Flax had seen her share of angry folks in the last few months, so she had grown familiar with what different levels of anger usually equated to. The "barely going to bother responding to you" level was usually pretty deep in the anger pits. Although, he did start talking more, asking questions and the like once a few more moments had passed, so maybe he wasn't quite at his maximum level of rage yet.

Flax was fairly sure that would change as the fight progressed.

"Challenge a dojo? No - I mean, I did assume you'd have strong fighters here," she replied to his inquiries, "But I did not fight them out of some vain desire for self-gratification. Not that I would have gotten any from pummeling those flimsy fighters anyway, if that was what I'd been seeking." They barely sated her shadows as was. And yet, she'd done nothing to increase her power. Perhaps the fighters of Earth were simply too soft.

And yet, this one withstood her attack. Her weakest attack that had any real 'oomph' to it, but still, none of the dojo master's disciples had managed to do even that. Flax raised her brow. When the shadows pulled back, the dojo master was coated in a red, glowing sheen that covered him from head to toe, as if he had coated himself in armor made of ki. Fascinating. Flax may not have been able to detect his power directly, but she could gauge that armor's strength, and it had a surprising amount of heft to it. Such powerful armor would have taken all the energy and focus of a weaker warrior, but it hardly seemed to have placed a toll at all on him.

It seemed there was more to the dojo master than just harsh words and menacing glares!

In the next instant, he was upon her. The dojo master closed the distance in a flash, and his palm struck Flax's side with enough force to send her skidding across the ground a good few meters away from her initial spot. And... that had actually kind of hurt. "Though I think I may have found that gratification in defeating you, after all..." she mused. This was going to take a bit more... Oomph.

Suddenly the shadows around Flax began to swirl, and the dark marks around her eyes blackened even further, all the while her pupils seemed to hollow themselves out, red, reptile-like slits replacing her previously bluish gray eyes. From beneath her clothes, pulses of foggy shadows coursed out of her enveloping all the ground with a black, hazy mist, and her power soared. "Spare your pity for the dead," Flax warned the dojo master, "And pray that you do not soon walk among them."

Without any further warning, a black, serpentine abomination made of pure shadow lunged at the martial artist from out of the fog around Flax's feet, its eyes hollow husks of darkness and its fangs as sharp as the night. It attempted to wrap itself around the Earthling's torso before driving its fangs towards the man's neck, with the aim of sucking away at his life force and draining him of his vitality, all the while causing further hurt as the shadows would penetrate his bloodstream and wreak havoc on the inside of his body!

Flax transforms into her Wither (x6) form! Her PL increases to 447,288!
She then strikes at Chomei with [Medium] Serpentine Suffering, and boosts it with both an MP power boost and her Darkness Within trait!
It comes at Chomei for 402,559 (90%) PL damage, and will inflict Bleed if it deals 20% damage or more!

HP: 0/250
KP: 5/6 > 1/6
MP: 2/6 > 0/6

Last Edit: Nov 19, 2023 9:45:48 GMT -5 by Flax

Chomei
Renowned Power

President of Earth

STATS
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PL: 100,000
XP: 19,430
Boiling Blood (x3)
Scorching Soul (x5)
Dragon Soul (x16)

Tag: @chomei
Posts: 297

A Dark Day in the Dojo Nov 22, 2023 5:52:19 GMT -5

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Post by Chomei on Nov 22, 2023 5:52:19 GMT -5

She confirmed something to him, which he'd already thought abundantly clear. His lips twisted, he felt the contort in his cheeks as they aligned into a grimace. Snorting derisively—The warm red glow of his energy surrounding him—He blinked forward, slamming his hand across the woman's side. He'd have preferred if she was some sort of dojo challenger, he thought. She resembled too much all of the other folks he disliked. Chervii, Vale, Robo-girl... They simply acted, as if on spontaneous instinct, to the detriment of others. At least... If she was some ignorant fool, he could've felt something beyond anger. Maybe he would've calmed down a little. Those things happened, after all. He himself had decimated countless dojos ten years back. But no... These people never had any reasons. Or at least, they never cared to reveal them.

He did surprise himself, then, feeling disappointment take the place of his rage. He was so tired of this, he thought glumly, with an alarming clarity. His face softened slightly, watching the woman slide away from him, having absorbed the brunt of his vexation. Why did he have to go through this so often? It was never easy either. He shook his head. He'd never know, not that he was very smart about these things anyway. At least not enough to figure it out himself. He'd gotten a good read on the woman just now, from how well she'd fared. Maybe he'd just knock her around and let her go. Hope that she'd learn some lessons from that.

He quickly ignored the thought, feeling her 'danger' rise. How frustrating, he wondered, feeling pricks of fury poking through his clear mind. It was never easy.

A gloomy fog burst away from the woman, taking the vague shape of some monster. Still a bit blurry, Chomei thought that the woman had also undergone some transformation. He cocked a brow at her next comment. Worry about yourself, he thought silently, shaking his head. Then he saw what he was dealing with. It was unlike anything he'd faced before. An amalgamation of darkness—Snake-like—Coiling away at him with staggering speed. He felt the Dragon Force grow within him. Some sort of shadow serpent? It didnt matter. He lept back, dodging a nip from the creature's immense fangs. He dodged narrowly, keeping his distance as the snake attempted to encircle the man. Sometimes it got a bit closer than he'd have liked, and he took glancing blows off of his thin veil of energy. He breathed deeply. With a sound, something like a thunderous, draconic roar—Chomei burst past the shadowy creature, completely evading it with an almighty speed, and attempting to slam himself into Flax, shoulder-first.

CURRENT PL: 350,000 (Scorching Soul x5 Active | ANTISENSE Active)
KP: 0/6 (-3 Dragon Burst)
MP: 5/6 (+1 Post, +1 Technique)
Damage: 13/250 (---)

Notes: Chomei blocks some of the attack using his barrier. 402559 - 140000 = 262559. Chomei then uses Dragon Burst[MA][90%] to avoid the rest of the assault. 315000 vs 262559. He then launches some classic non-kp combat at Flax.

Barrier Depletes!
Barrier Power— 140,000 > 0!

WC: 453

Abilites: [Crane School (1/1) | Impossible Recovery (1/1)]

Items: [Healthy Bean (1/1) | Energy Drink (1/1)]

Chomeis Plotter
Chomeis Theme

Flax
Rising Soul

STATS
STUFF
SIDES

PL: 80,000
XP: 11,518
Bloom (x3)
Wither (x6)

Tag: @flax
Posts: 74

Item Malus: 3,500

A Dark Day in the Dojo Nov 25, 2023 11:20:40 GMT -5

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Post by Flax on Nov 25, 2023 11:20:40 GMT -5

FLAX'S PL: 372,740

ACTIVE TRANSFORMATIONS: Wither (x6) Poisoned (-1x)

Flax had been almost certain that would be enough to pierce the dojo master's defenses and delivery a decisively weakening strike to him. Yet, to her surprise, her had somehow been able to defend himself. Her black serpent clashed against his armor, only to be dodged and repelled by the man's agile movements. The bright side was that it seemed to have withered away his armor, leaving him vulnerable, but the downside was that Flax had left herself quite vulnerable as well with that play. And now, he was coming right at her!

With her teeth grit and arms raised, Flax stepped back and took the martial artist's shoulder slam at just the same moment the fatigue of using the darkness to amplify her abilities hit, and he broke through her stance. His shoulder jutted into her chest and knocked her back several meters, and while Flax still landed on her feet, she stumbled, and fell to one knee. "Gck!" she grunted in pain, more from the drain on her essence from the shadows than the shoulder check.

Sweat cascaded down her brow as if she had grown suddenly ill, and the dark circles under her eyes only grew darker as her face suddenly flushed pale. "Not now..." she grumbled to herself as she clutched her chest with one hand and braced the other against her knee as she forced herself to stand. Clearly, she was still no expert at properly maintaining control of how much of her own being the darkness consumed when she allowed it to run rampant. And this time, she hadn't even gained any headway in the fight with her little gambit. Idiotic.

Though her knees trembled, Flax stood tall before the dojo master once more, her breathing manually slowed to an even pace. Her everything now ached, but in a few moments, she was sure she'd be fine. "I didn't expect you'd withstand that, I'll admit," she stated, "Though how many more of those can you really take? Are you sure this is a storm you're capable of weathering?" She was talking big, but Flax actually needed to buy herself a moment to recover after that exchange. She was going to have to approach this fight more conservatively...

HP: 0/250
KP: 1/6 > 3/6
MP: 0/6 > 1/6

Chomei
Renowned Power

President of Earth

STATS
STUFF
SIDES

PL: 100,000
XP: 19,430
Boiling Blood (x3)
Scorching Soul (x5)
Dragon Soul (x16)

Tag: @chomei
Posts: 297

A Dark Day in the Dojo Nov 28, 2023 23:17:26 GMT -5

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Post by Chomei on Nov 28, 2023 23:17:26 GMT -5

He soared right into the shadowy figure of Flax, his shoulder beating against her and tossing her back, tumbling to her feet. That was... A little strange? Chomei decided. He didnt think he'd hit her hard enough for that sort of reaction... His stern expression flickered for a moment, hearing her grumble under her breath. He couldn't quite see her still—Was going off of his animalistic senses alone—But he got the sense that the woman was struggling, now. Maybe she was one of those "Magic is my danger," types. He'd fought some of those... Physically frail, but mystically tough.

He crossed his arms as she stood up. He established again his stern gaze again, listening to her as she droned on about a storm or something. "Easily," He said, confident. " I'm not sure you realize, from our little exchange just now... But you're outmatched,"

Chomei thought for a moment, unsure of his next words. He was still angry, but something about that earlier display had seeded doubt into him. What did she mean by 'Not Now'? He doubted it was some ruse to get him to lower his guard. He was usually bad at realizing when he was being duped... But he was confident in this. He still very much doubted that she had any good reason for pummeling his students out of nowhere... But did he really need to beat her silly? Especially now with his pereption about the gap in their skills?

"I'll give you one chance. Leave, before I get serious about this," He grumbled, a little unsure. He hoped he was making a good choice here...

CURRENT PL: 350,000 (Scorching Soul x5 Active | ANTISENSE Active)
KP: 2/6 (+2 Passive Gain)
MP: 6/6 (+1 Post)
Damage: 13/250 (---)

Notes: Chomei attempts to talk Flax into leaving

WC: 272

Abilites: [Crane School (1/1) | Impossible Recovery (1/1)]

Items: [Healthy Bean (1/1) | Energy Drink (1/1)]

Chomeis Plotter
Chomeis Theme

Flax
Rising Soul

STATS
STUFF
SIDES

PL: 80,000
XP: 11,518
Bloom (x3)
Wither (x6)

Tag: @flax
Posts: 74

Item Malus: 3,500

A Dark Day in the Dojo Dec 1, 2023 17:42:48 GMT -5

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Post by Flax on Dec 1, 2023 17:42:48 GMT -5

FLAX'S PL: 447,288

ACTIVE TRANSFORMATIONS: Wither (x6)

Tch. Who did this guy think he was, pitying her? Flax had just gone and brutalized all of the students at his dojo, and then viciously attacked him. Yet, here he was, daring to pity her because of a small moment of weakness she had shown. He was far, far too soft. No wonder all of his students had been so weak.

In those few moments her opponent had hesitated and taken pity on her, Flax had already recovered. Whenever the darkness ate away at her own being, it seemed to halt itself before things went too far, as if it somehow knew it was unwise to devour its own host entirely. Devouring this other man whole, however, would be of no consequence to it. "Do not dare take pity on me," Flax sternly insisted of the other man, a venomous scowl on her face. "Lest you make this much harder on both of us."

For all the time she had spent consumed in shadows, most of Flax's life had still been spent as a normal person, with friends, family, loves, companions... She did not like to think of her victims as their own people very much. The way she thought about them hardly had any impact on whether or not she had to consume them to survive, but it certainly made it easier to do so without remorse if she felt nothing towards them.

"And I suggest you begin to take this seriously," she added, "As I will also begin to do so." As she spoke, shadows silently snuck out from beneath her feet and crept towards the dojo master. And, as the final words left Flax's lips, they burst out from the ground and spiraled themselves around the man, attempting to wrap him in their embrace and drain the life straight out of him!

Flax uses [Light] Stygian Embrace on Chomei!
It attacks him for 89,457 (20%) PL damage!

HP: 0/250
KP: 3/6 > 2/6
MP: 1/6 > 3/6

Chomei
Renowned Power

President of Earth

STATS
STUFF
SIDES

PL: 100,000
XP: 19,430
Boiling Blood (x3)
Scorching Soul (x5)
Dragon Soul (x16)

Tag: @chomei
Posts: 297

A Dark Day in the Dojo Dec 3, 2023 16:04:45 GMT -5

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Post by Chomei on Dec 3, 2023 16:04:45 GMT -5

Chomei crossed his arms, a piercing gaze cast (in the direction) of the woman. He noted a relaxation in her voice now, seemed she'd recovered a little from his attack. No more labored breaths. Still odd that she'd been so affected by that. He shook his head, listening as she spoke. She should consider herself lucky, Chomei wondered grimly. If he wasn't such a level-headed guy, he might've obliterated her just now...

He might still, he realized, as she finished. She wanted to keep going? How stubborn, he groaned inwardly. Some people just didnt know when to give up. He felt a little of his prior anger resurface. "Think about this carefully, fool," He asked pointedly, carefully. "Im offering not to beat you senseless. And after what you did? I'd take that damned deal. I've already gauged your true strength. Don't make me break you," He growled, a soft aura building around him.

Well, regardless of that... It seemed Flax had already decided on what she wanted to do. His Danger Sense suddenly flared at shadows lept up all around him, wrapping around the pink-headed warrior. Just as before, they began to sap away his strength. They worked quicker now, he noted, feeling a sharp pain as they leeched of off his power. He felt very tired all of a sudden, and realized the potent danger. He struggled against them for a moment with brute strength, failing to free himself, cursing himself silently. Already the effect was far too potent for his liking—His emotions begun to flare uncontrollably. His eyes began to glow crimson, and he felt a hidden reserve of strength come forth. Both from anger and desperation. With a low building roar, his body erupted in red energy, and still struggling—He finally managed to tear himself free of the lingering shadows. His eyes settled on Flax, who's outline had been illumined slightly by the raging aura around him.

Almost unthinking, Chomei opened his jaw, a deep golden glow escaping from his throat. A burning sensation spread through him, and in the next moment, a brilliant flash of flame-like energy burst out of his mouth, coiling towards the Konatsian uncontrollably.

CURRENT PL: 350,000 (Scorching Soul x5 Active | ANTISENSE Active)
KP: 1/6 (+3 Energy Drink, -4 Draco Flash)
MP: 0/6 (-6 KP Reduction)
Damage: 39/250 (-26)

Notes: Chomei gets hit for 25.58% rounded up! He then uses his Energy Drink to regain 3 KP, uses all of his MP to reduce the cost of Draco Flash by 2! And finally, he uses Draco Flash[110%]. This technique has Overflowing! Which adds 10% if it clashes with anything.

385000 Damage heading for Flax normally.

420000 Damage heading for Flax if clashed against.

WC: 363

Abilites: [Crane School (1/1) | Impossible Recovery (1/1)]

Items: [Healthy Bean (1/1) | Energy Drink (0/1)]

Chomeis Plotter
Chomeis Theme

Flax
Rising Soul

STATS
STUFF
SIDES

PL: 80,000
XP: 11,518
Bloom (x3)
Wither (x6)

Tag: @flax
Posts: 74

Item Malus: 3,500

A Dark Day in the Dojo Dec 14, 2023 23:59:48 GMT -5

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Post by Flax on Dec 14, 2023 23:59:48 GMT -5

FLAX'S PL: 447,288

ACTIVE TRANSFORMATIONS: Wither (x6)

Tch. Who did this guy think he was? Flax had no interest in hearing about deals. If anything, it was this guy's fault for not training his students well enough. If they'd been even just a bit harder to all defeat, maybe they could have held Flax off for long enough that their master could have arrived to help them. Together, they might have posed a challenge. Just their master, though? Flax felt quite certain of her chances.

And her certainty of victory only grew as her shadows got the jump on him, as they successfully lunged from the darkness and strangled his body, sucking out his life energy and further empowering Flax's darkness. However, the successful attack did seem to anger the dojo master quite heavily. His eyes began to glow a bloody red, and a low growl escaped his throat as the aura around his body began to glow, a beacon of death in the darkness. And then, he ripped free from the tendrils, unhinged his jaw, and let loose a fiery, explosive blast towards Flax!

The man himself may not have given off any power Flax could pick up on, but she could feel that thing. And getting hit by it sounded like a poor idea. Flax hastily waved her hand and, once again, allowed the darkness to feed on her own life energy to further empower the wall of flames that arose to defend her against the blast. The dojo master's attack smashed into the flames, which warped to wrap their own, burning tendrils around the blast and hold it back, though the explosive attack only seemed to grow in strength as the flames worked to impede its progress.

Ultimately, the wall of flames was forced apart, and Flax cross her arms before herself and grit her teeth as the blast slammed into her, forcing her back several meters across the ground until her heels had dug deep enough into the dirt that her momentum had been stalled. Well... That had certainly hurt, but she was alright, mostly. The problem was that she could feel her strength waning once again - an unfortunate side effect of empowering her shadows with her own body. She was going to need to eat something soon, or she'd likely faint.

She also needed to keep this guy off her for another minute. And so, Flax reached into her overly large coat's pocket, and procured from it a standard-issue Konatsian military class blaster pistol. And then, she raised it and shot it right at the dojo master without a word before she stumbled forward and dropped to one knee. "Gh..." A chilled sweat ran across her body, and her eyelids felt awfully heavy all of a sudden. She just needed... A minute. One minute, and then she could keep going.

Flax defends against Chomei's attack with a [Light] Wraithfire Surge! She boosts its power with an MP boost and Darkness Within to defend with 313,102 (70%) PL! Chomei's attack hits it and breaks through, dealing 106,898 (24%) damage to Flax!
Flax then uses her Arm Blaster item and fires it at Chomei for 89,458 (20%) PL damage!

HP: 0/250 > 24/250
KP: 2/6 > 0/6
MP: 3/6 > 1/6

Chomei
Renowned Power

President of Earth

STATS
STUFF
SIDES

PL: 100,000
XP: 19,430
Boiling Blood (x3)
Scorching Soul (x5)
Dragon Soul (x16)

Tag: @chomei
Posts: 297

A Dark Day in the Dojo Dec 16, 2023 17:48:21 GMT -5

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Post by Chomei on Dec 16, 2023 17:48:21 GMT -5

The roaring torrent of flames sent a scorching feeling up and down Chomei's throat, the sudden exertion burning him just as badly as (he assumed) Flax, at that moment. With a sudden clamping of his Jaw, the unending stream of flames ceased, and the residual flow parted a few meters away. He saw now just how well Flax had fared, and balled his two fists angrily. The Dragon Force flowing through him, his emotions heightened now even further than before... Chomei launched himself at the dark-haired woman, curling his arm back to launch a devastating strike.

That was when, once more, she stumbled forward. Appearing very hurt in his eyes. Chomei forced himself to pause just a few feet away, staring down at the woman with a furious glint in his crimson eyes. "What? Feigning weakness again?! What... Do you think I'm a damned fool!" He roared down at her, huffing laboriously. She carefully took out some foreign, alien pistol and responded by shooting him. The energy bullet splashed across his chest... Stinging him but not really hurting all that much.

The action only served to confuse him, especially so with the subsequent collapse. Why a gun? Especially with all that voodoo magic stuff? For a moment, he felt just a little worried. However that fleeting emotion was quickly overtaken by his residual anger over her previous actions. This had already happened before... She'd probably recover soon enough and start throwing her little shadow snakes every which way again. Chomei grits his teeth, beginning to harness the full might of the Dragon Force. Whatever trick she was trying to pull... He wasn't going to fall for it.

She'd attacked a group of harmless students, babies in the realm of martial arts... And felt no remorse. Why should he? Roaring, he crossed the remaining distance between them, and attempted to slam his palm into the woman's prone form. But... He stopped himself. Something inside of him fought against this furious urge. Struggling to do so, he paused, right before the moment of impact. Grinding his teeth together, he let out a slow... Drawn out sigh. He was incredibly tempted. Oh so tempted, to fulfill his prior promise... But he took a reluctant step back from Flax. He didnt like beating on people while they were down, even if they were shitty people. He faintly understood that he was probably "taking the bait" here... But Chomei didnt see any other alternatives. Something about this just felt wrong... Why? He didnt know.

"Don't be stubborn, Just give up!" He growled. "I don't know if you're sick or something... But I doubt you can keep this up for long... Especially if you keep falling over after every little thing,"

CURRENT PL: 350,000 (Scorching Soul x5 Active | ANTISENSE Active)
KP: 3/6 (+2 Passive Gain)
MP: 2/6 (+1 Post, +1 Damage)
Damage: 65/250 (-26)

Notes: Chomei gets hit for 25.559% rounded up! Chomei then, once again, offers to be very nice.

WC: 455

Abilites: [Crane School (1/1) | Impossible Recovery (1/1)]

Items: [Healthy Bean (1/1) | Energy Drink (0/1)]

Chomeis Plotter
Chomeis Theme

Flax
Rising Soul

STATS
STUFF
SIDES

PL: 80,000
XP: 11,518
Bloom (x3)
Wither (x6)

Tag: @flax
Posts: 74

Item Malus: 3,500

A Dark Day in the Dojo Dec 23, 2023 3:42:52 GMT -5

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Post by Flax on Dec 23, 2023 3:42:52 GMT -5

FLAX'S PL: 372,740

ACTIVE TRANSFORMATIONS: Wither (x6) Poisoned (-1x)

As Flax caught her breath, she fully expected her opponent to make good on his promise from a moment earlier that he'd take complete advantage of her next moment of weakness after she'd ignored his warning and refused his offer of mercy. And yet, even after her wimpy combat pistol had failed to put so much as a minor bruise in his chest as its blaster bolt struck against his impressively powerful body, he still would not attack. And at that, Flax frowned.

Flax raised her head up from her hunched over position, her face still dripping in sweat and her eyes sunken into their sockets with fatigue, all the while her lip quivered against her will and her body trembled much the same. She supposed she did probably look rather weak and helpless right now, all thing considered. Yet, she'd done so before, and the dojo master had 'fallen for the bait,' so to speak. So why...?

"You're not the... Brightest bulb on this planet, are you...?" she asked him with a smirk, though this time, she made no move to actually attack him. Instead, she fell back from her hunched position onto her rear end, a small sigh escaping her lips as she allowed herself to actually rest for a moment. Sure, the ground was snowy and frigid, but it was still better than standing up right now. "I mean, I don't know anyone who'd see their opponent act injured, offer them mercy, have that mercy thrown in their face, and then see the same thing again a few minutes later and still offer a shot at mercy." It was... Admirable? In a cute, gullible sort of way.

It also made it rather hard for Flax to want to keep pummeling this guy. Despite her moments of weakness, she was winning the fight so far, as far as she was concerned. But if he was so adorably innocent like this, well, she'd feel a little too bad continuing to antagonize him. Maybe she could at least try and proceed in a way that wouldn't make him feel so punished for his kindness. "Well, alright," she stated with a slight shrug. "I unfortunately can't just 'give up,' but... I can explain my situation a bit, if that'll reduce some of the tension in the air." She simply couldn't see a way to justify not giving her shadows a meal out of this man, though if he knew a bit more about what was up with her, maybe he'd be slightly less angry, and fight a bit less hard.

And that'd make it quite a bit easier to make a meal out of him.

HP: 24/250
KP: 0/6 > 2/6
MP: 1/6 > 2/6

Chomei
Renowned Power

President of Earth

STATS
STUFF
SIDES

PL: 100,000
XP: 19,430
Boiling Blood (x3)
Scorching Soul (x5)
Dragon Soul (x16)

Tag: @chomei
Posts: 297

A Dark Day in the Dojo Jan 9, 2024 19:20:54 GMT -5

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Post by Chomei on Jan 9, 2024 19:20:54 GMT -5

Chomei quirked a brow at the first comment. He thought he was plenty smart... Though he guessed that his actions didnt really reflect that. But... His instincts were always pretty strong. He didnt doubt that he probably wouldn't like any of Flax's reasons, but he'd never liked one-sided beatdowns (like this current fight), and it was better to give her the chance to try and redeem herself. Emphasis on try... But watching her almost pass out every other attack, he wanted to believe that she had some reason for her actions. Something he wasn't seeing...

She didnt seem like a demon after all... Those folks were definitely lost causes. And to his complete amazement... She slumped onto the ground, leaving herself completely open. Did that mean she was taking his offer? He let himself relax a little, also. Listening to her further, his face scrunched up a little...

I mean, she sorta had a point. Maybe he was just being a big idiot. He responded tightly— "Well, Im very persistent," he sorta mumbled. "I dunno... Something just doesn't seem right," He relented, crossing his arms and joining Flax. Plopping himself down onto the snow, covered in darkness still—Chomei let Flax continue.

[/font]He didnt like the sound of "I can't just give up," but, maybe that was part of whatever explanation she was about to spit out. Hopefully... she didn't say something super evil. He thought that, something like that would really make him out to be a doofus.

CURRENT PL: 350,000 (Scorching Soul x5 Active | ANTISENSE Active)
KP: 5/6 (+2 Passive Gain)
MP: 3/6 (+1 Post)
Damage: 65/250 (---)

Notes: Chomei sighs, sitting down to give the strange woman a chance.

WC: 249

Abilites: [Crane School (1/1) | Impossible Recovery (1/1)]

Items: [Healthy Bean (1/1) | Energy Drink (0/1)]

Last Edit: Jan 9, 2024 19:37:24 GMT -5 by Chomei

Chomeis Plotter
Chomeis Theme

Flax
Rising Soul

STATS
STUFF
SIDES

PL: 80,000
XP: 11,518
Bloom (x3)
Wither (x6)

Tag: @flax
Posts: 74

Item Malus: 3,500

A Dark Day in the Dojo Feb 1, 2024 18:01:26 GMT -5

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Post by Flax on Feb 1, 2024 18:01:26 GMT -5

FLAX'S PL: 447,288

ACTIVE TRANSFORMATIONS: Wither (x6)

Flax needed a minute to catch her breath anyway, so the dojo master giving her the chance to explain her situation couldn't have come at a better time. Not like she really needed the break, anyway - she may have grown tired easily, but she was quite steadily gaining the upper hand in this fight. If they kept going, Flax was very confident she'd come out of this affair as the winner. That being said, on the off chance she did somehow lose to this Joe Shmoe... Well, if she could get him feeling sympathetic towards her plight, maybe he wouldn't just outright kill her.

"Something doesn't seem right, huh?" she echoed his sentiments with a smirk. "Well, yeah, you could say that." Hmm, where to even begin? How far back should she go, and in how much detail? And how much of it ought to actually be the truth...? Well, she supposed the truth couldn't really hurt her in these circumstances, so she may as well just use it.

"I used to be military on Konats," she explained, "We had an... Incident in one of our cities that left it filled to the brim with black magic. Nasty, demonic stuff. No one could figure out how to get rid of it. But the Kashvar - this clan of dark wizards - struck some sort of secret deal with our government to do experiments with it, in exchange for them using that knowledge to later purge the darkness. These experiments involved taking unsuspecting Konatsians and absolutely stuffing them with the miasma until they died, just to see how much they could take."

Flax paused, then rolled her eyes. "You can probably see where this is going. Me, being the happy-go-lucky soldier I am, I sign up for this 'secret government project' thinking it's to help Konats. I then get locked up in some facility, watch all my friends die, and then when it's my turn, they decide to crank the darkness-stuffing machine up to eleven, and then I explode and level the entire building, killing everyone else."

Another pause occurred as Flax stood up, then jammed her thumb towards her chest. "Everyone except me. Now, though, I'm stuck with this shadow darkness beast whatever thing, and the only way I can keep a slight handle on it is by, every once in a while, letting it feed off people. Don't like doing it, but if I don't, I'm pretty sure I die, and then this thing gets loose. No idea what it might do if that happens." There, that was the long and short of it. Whether the dojo master believed her or not wasn't really her problem at this point.

"So, is that a satisfyingly messed up backstory for you, or what?"