Nero Fiddled (Zach)

[Geurin]

Geurin had hoped the Namek would fight back physically, that would have been more fun. Rather than rushing his opponent, the young warrior thought it out, and had come up with a reasonable attack strategy. Eye beams were a more than effective way to sneak attack your opponent. That is if your opponent was not capable of the same technique. The green beams flew from Geurin's eyes, meeting Basna's half way, and with a sharp turn of his head to the right, the two sets of beams were redirected at the spire, flying and hitting the base with a monstrous crash.
Ending his ridiculous foot dance, Geurin rose his hand up towards his face, rubbing his chin while speaking.

"Kaah leno pana olu noran akkai jeddi....Kaah ne nilai akia yio-ten" (I have not spoken this language in years....I had hoped to forget it)

Geurin said, walking to the left, circling Basna slowly as he spoke. His hand slowly moving from his chin, to a fist over his chest. His fingers cracking against his palm in anticipation.

"Kaah ho yeilak achiva anete" (I was healer clan leader)

Soon it appeared, perhaps Basna would notice it right away, or possibly not at all, but a small flame, no bigger than a match light was begining to float around Geurin's head. This would be the first time he used this attack on a real opponent, and he looked forward to seeing how quickly the Namekian could handle it. Geurin was after all known for his torturous methods of painful death. The question was, would the Namekian be able to handle Geurin's attack, or would he die here, in the face of his people's ghost story.

"Eron guru" (Then Guru)

The flame moves around Geurin's forhead, as though it were dancing with jovial splendor. It was small, and black, with a hint of white irradiating off of it. His Akuji Kaki was ready to be fired, the only question that remained, was could Basna stand up to it?

"Bennee eron eh uot nuwaqi....FACHET" (But then I was exhiled...HUMILIATED)

The flame, like a small bullet fired from a gun, proppelled at Basna's head, aiming for the broad forehead. If it hit its mark, it would immediately take effect, burning his forehead with an intense and searing pain, almost immediately causing third degree burns. That however was not the worst part of this attack. The Akuji was known for spreading, the flames growing slowly, consuming Basna's face starting with his right eye, and slowly migrating to his chin (If it hit at all)

Half of his face would be covered in the flame before Geurin would act, or speak again.

[Zach]

With his great rage running unchecked by either Gurin's guiding hand are any worthwhile opposition, Zach's destruction of the cityscape immediately around the tower had widened to include more and more of the surrounding buildings until the boy's wondering rampage took him closer to the city proper then to the tower it's self. By this time ten, if not twenty full city blocks had fallen and the red head's uncontrolled power was continuing to run wild, showing no signs of slowing in spite of the nuisance of carrying around his training weights and the slightly increased gravity of this dirt ball of a planet. Truly he seemed to be growing used to the increased power as his decimation of the city increased in it's horrifying efficiency.



{Departing topic to destroy things elsewhere. Applying for power level increase. My training weights are in effect as is if I recall correctly, the planet's gravity.}

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“Tsk!”

Basna’s eye gazed at the floor. He couldn’t bear to look at the man’s face anymore. His power was unbelievably frightening. His breathing ragged as the namekian slowly walked behind him nonchalantly and begun speaking; all the while, he was trying to formulate a plan. It was evident that if he were to defeat this namekian –if possible- it’d be with the help of his Special Beam Cannon. But where would he find the time to charge such a technique? Every time he had successfully performed the attack, he had needed the aid of his individual copies provided by the Multi-Form Technique; except, in this case, dividing himself into even weaker clones was akin to suicide. There was no way he could distract him long enough for such a technique. And even if he did manage to do so, how would he keep the namekian pinned down long enough to accurately hit him with it?

He struggled to get back up on his feet. Observing the man from behind as he continued to speak and made his way around the fallen namekian with such a leisure pace. Basna snarled. He was being mocked, he was being played with, and there was nothing he could do about it. Never in his life had he been ridiculed to this extent, defeated with a single blow, and by a ‘healer’ to boot. Nothing made his blood boil more… He’s Master of the Namekian Warrior caste! He thought. And he lost to a simple healer without contest.

Finally, shaken, Basna had gathered the strength and will to stand back up… only to fall again. The moment he gazed, ‘Geu Rin’ had made his way around him and back to the front, revealing black flames rotating around his forehead. Basna’s hands quickly came over his face the moment those flames were propelled at him and he started feeling something no namekian should ever feel. Heat.

Namekian skin was thick and strong, capable of withstanding the tundra and dessert of earth or any other planet. It was rare… unheard of… for a namekian to actually feel heat so powerful –that it not only burned him, but made him screech while he was.

“Agh!” he yelped, dropping back to his knees. “AAAAAAAGh!” He cried in pain and agony at the seething and spreading pain that boiled his flesh. “Damn you!” he said. His hands were burning as well and he had no choice but to roll over the barren land of Vegeta, where not a single blade of grass could sooth his pain and kill the flames. No. This was all debris, dust, rocks and dirt; he rolled by instinct, for a namekian never knew what to do in case of incineration. And he rolled vainly for the flames would not cease…

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As the ruble continued to fall around them, Masu would listen as the green man spoke once more. Asking Masu if he could use his great power for more than just callous destruction of lives and structures. Masu then watched as the green man started to charge an attack on his arm, strange rings started to form around the green man’s arm, yellow electricity dazzling around them. As the green man finished his thought off about Masu’s new direction, saying world domination, the black majin watched as the green man thrust his arm upward, releasing the rings creating a bright light as the rings exploded against the debris and building. When it was over, nothing was left of the giant spire except a few standing, but destroyed and ruined structures.

Masu returned his gaze back to the green man as he began to speak once more, the green man mentioned that Masu didn’t appear have any allies, and well he didn’t. So why not make a strong one today? Masu pondered this for a few seconds, this green stranger had a ship, a ship that could go places and help Masu get off of this now annoying planet. This stranger was also quite strong and could prove very useful for him. After pondering, Masu would open his mouth to speak.

“Hmm...You would be very useful to me…and this universal domination…it intrigues me…I never thought of actually…controlling things. I suppose there could be fun in that. As long as I get to keep killing, I will be happy to have you as an Ally.” [/b]

Masu then listened as the strange green mane spoke a very quick ‘for Example’ Masu watched as the green man once again disappeared, it took a few seconds for Masu to find out where he had gone, searching around he spotted the green man…wait their was another green man…there as well.. Another one? Where are these green men coming from? Masu would remain silent and watch as the two green beings began to speak to each other, after the first green man killed a whimpering female saiyan with a simple ki blast, which made the black demon crack a smile. Masu would try to pay attention and listen to the two talk, but they spoke in a tongue Masu was not familiar with.

As the talk seemed to come to an end, the green man Masu had met initiated a extremely quick strike to the abdomen area of the second green man, making him drop to his knees. By now, Masu slowly had made his way over to them and stood a few feet behind the first green man. For the first time, Masu felt the second green man’s power; it was significantly lower than his and this made Masu want to test his skills against this green man. Of course, he had encountered many warriors that seemed to have a ‘second power’ increasing their power to great lengths. However, Masu would always take this chance to proof his power. Masu then watched as the second green man stood up and then quickly let out a two beams of energy at the first green man, Masu jump back as to assure himself that he was out of the blast’s radius. As the blasts created smoke around the small area of the two, Masu was sure that the first green man’s massive power would surely have avoided or even took the blast in full and not even moved. However, that was yet to be seen, but the smoke soon started to clear.

[Geurin]

It was pure delight. Geurin had not been this elated since his own son had taken the life of his secretary, and now it was Geurin causing the pain. Basna's skin was caught in an infinite cycle of pain, and the fire was slowly spreading. It started just above his eye brow, and by the time he was on the ground it had consumed his entire right eye. The thought that Basna would be blind in one eye caused even more elation for the dark Namekian.
It was all going so well, and then, much like a bomb shell dropping over the planes of Hiroshima, Geurin's fun came to a grinding halt. His clone back on earth was communicating and it was not good news. The crystal ball that had been tracking Nam showed that he had broken from his pack, but more importantly that he had just arrived on Vegeta. It wouldn't take long for Geurin to realize this himself, as the saiyans energy was particular to him.

His head shot to the right, looking back at Masu, whom had just agreed to follow him. Geurin would probe the Majin's mind in order to speak with him, saying softly.

"My friend has just arrived planet side, I believe he is somewhere in south Saru, why don't you pay him a visit. I would hate to leave you bored."

His attention was quickly redirected. If Masu served as nothing else, he would at least be a messenger to Nam. Geurin had warned him, and now it appeared that he had foolishly changed his mind. He would regret that decision in due time. However there was another man who demanded his attention. Basna's face had now expanded the flame over half of his mouth, and down towards the chin. The longer Geurin wasted time, the worse the injury became, and eventually, given plenty of time, Basna would be entirely engulfed. But Geurin had a different plan for him.

"Tatche poli sut mekee, kedis VESKE!" (Beg for your life, warrior BITCH)


He said, with a sharp kick to the fallen nameks ribs. Not hard enough to cause him to go flying or anything too over the top, but certainly enough to cause the pain necessary to get a reasonably rise out of him.

"Kaah dou set su" (I can spare you)

It was a simple test. He had been told that the warrior caste was far too proud to beg for their life, however Geurin believed that with the right incentive, or torture, anyone could be humbled. The question was, how far would this go before that would happen, or would Basna simply be another lost casualty on Vegeta.

From winner of the tournament, to blood in the sand.

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“Aaa –aa- Aaa!” he screamed and rolled on the ground. The excruciating pain clouding his thought process and leaving him incapable of forming a reasonable plan to try and turn the fire off –if there was a way. Basna slammed his face into the ground and grinded it across. His attempts were in vain though and he realized he couldn’t turn it off normally. He dropped limp as if he had given up. The namekian kicked Basna in the gut. The pain intensified and he screamed and yelped in pain. He tried to speak, but he was choked up and he slowly crawled towards the man’s feet.

“Eu…ka…neba… haik… saturr aziz…”(I’m… so-rry… Please… make it stop…) tears welled up in his eyes. The proud warrior ‘the best his planet had to offer’ was reduced to a shameless man begging for his life. He clenched his hands, picking up the dirt in-between his fingers. “Saturr… a-ziz…” (Make… it… stop…)

The namekians true colors have been shown. He had just realized how much he truly valued his own life and wished to continue living so much he’d swallow his pride and the pride of Namek to have this man spare him today. It hurt him almost as much as the burning flames on his face. He couldn’t even feel his right eye anymore. How would his face his people? How would he face the saiyans? –Anyone… he had gone from champion to dust on the floor. He should just die here like any other warrior would and keep their dignity. But for some reason, his desire to live outweighed the rest.

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Masu’s eyes watched as the flames danced around the weaker green being’s body, the screaming pains bring delight to Masu. This mysterious strong green man was indeed powerful and seemed to approach things somewhat the same as Masu. Yes, Masu would enjoy spending time with this being. His head was then filled with the voice of the strong green man, mentioning that his friend and just arrived and he was to seek him out somewhere south of the city. Masu grunted at the bored aspect, indeed he did not want to be bored…but he wanted to fight and not be some messenger of words. This green stranger was without question much stronger than him, and he had, for the most part, agreed to accompany him. So if being a messenger was apart of the job, Masu would do it…but he would do it his way. Masu nodded his head at the green man and slowly took flight, leaving the spire and the two green men behind. He would the immediately begin to reach out for any high power levels once he started to reach the south end of Saru city.

(Very Very Short I know but I just realized I have to do another post in Nam's thread. lol Leaving thread, PL please.)

[Geurin]

Watching the Namekian thrash about, and beg for his life was soothing. Geurin had wanted for so long to do this to someone of namekian dissent, and until recently he did not know one that he could abuse. This Namekians purpose had not yet been fully served, and so Geurin would finish the job.

His palm pointed out towards the poor creature, his fingers spread, as a green Ki began to flow gently from his fingers. It would cause the fire to slowly stop, eventually leaving Basna's face all together. It was dark, charred from the flames. His eye was white, the pupil having been burned out of the man's skull. He would forever be marked by Geurin.

The Prime minister was finished speaking in the Nameks native language, and so he used the universal english.

"Go, leave this planet. Go back to Namek and tell them that the legend...that the Geu-Rin is true, and that they are all living on borrowed time"

Zach was charging his attack, and Geurin could feel that much. The city would be reduced to ash in a matter of minute, so Basna would have to leave quickly if he expected to live at all.

"Namek will soon suffer a similar fate to Vegeta, let them know. Have them prepare. And leave quickly, as this city is about...to blow"

With a gust of wind, the demon namek disappeared, he was heading to continue his destruction else where. The spire was destroyed, and his message to Namek underway.

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Basna lay there, humiliated beyond repair. He continued to wince from the burning pain in his face. His right eye had been whitened with third degree burns and rendered useless; a burn mark decorated his face –a permanent memoir of his encounter with ‘Geu-Rin’. Tears welled out of his eyes. He felt the man had disappeared and left him all alone on this barren land, where the great spire used to stand, and Namek was next…

Limply and slowly he took out a capsule from within his clothes and stretched his hand forward where he could observe it with his only remaining eye. He didn’t like the idea of escaping. The saiyans had entrusted him during their absence, they were supposed to hold some kind of alliance with Namek. But his priorities lied with home. He came to Vegeta seeking for power so he could protect his own planet and bring namekians up on the ranks, but it was as Guru said…

“…it will be quite difficult to defend Namek without being on Namek."

Basna pressed down on the button and outstretched his elongated hand to gently drop it five feet away. He no longer had the strength to even toss the thing. From the capsule, smoke rose and dispersed to reveal a space pod big enough for a single person. It was already set for Planet Namek; after all, where else would he go? The namekian crawled and whimpered, losing heart halfway through. He kept going on about how great he was, how he was meant for greatness, and now some man from a fairytale comes in and destroys everything he thought he was.

In the end, Basna was nothing more than a coward. A spineless man who couldn’t dare call himself a warrior. He pulled himself up and climbed onto the pod, lamely sitting himself on the space pod and watching what was left of Vegeta burst into flames and the people he had abandoned to die. All he could think of was seeing Namek in this state, and that was enough to break his loyalty with saiyans –for it lied with Namek and Namekians alone. He needed to get home, tell everyone to prepare and prepare himself for righteous vengeance and redeem his dignity so he could look at himself in the mirror again.

Meanwhile, the only window on the pod reflected his pain and agony. The day Basna died.

(PL + Plot Bonus + Heavy Weights + zenkai + leaving Vegeta) (LOl.. I guess Basna wont meet Nam after-all xP He would have stayed if Geurin didn't tell him Namek was next.)

[Rensou Hiruen]

4,740 PL for Geurin.
28,000(5,600) PL for Masu.
1,150 PL for Zach.
8,080 PL for Basna. No Zenkai received, as that is a Saiyan trait for near death experiences, not a Namekian one. =P