Pandemonium (open)

[Geurin]

No one could have seen it coming. His children were each throwing their all into fighting the saiyan whom had apparently been lurking about in the wreckage of the planet. The saiyan, Sohko, was undoubtebly fused with so much rage that he would not notice it either, not until it was staring him in the face.

With what could only be described as a chill, and a burst of power. Leveling at over 30 times the power of the leather bound saiyan, Geurin appeared. His body standing directly in the way of Izanagi's well placed death beam. His index finger and thumb quickly caught the beam, as if putting out the flame from a candle, and ending it with the sheer magnitude of his force. His boys had only seen him elevate to about 500 thousand, so this would come to a surprise even for them.

He smiled, the blood of Basna still splattered playfully across his smug expression. His shoulders dusty with the wreckage of the Spire, and his heart pounding, begging for the rush of adreniline he had felt from the torture of his known enemy, the Namekian Warrior Caste.

But this was not his fight, nor did he plan to take it away. Izanagi and Yami needed a real fight, one that put their lives in danger, and one that provided them with an adequate challenge. Teamwork would be the only thing that would claim them victory. There was however purpose to his interuption.

"Excuse me, Gentlement"

His eyebrows raising to a casual, and friendly glance over to Sohko. Although it was clear that Geurin was in fact not a friend, he enjoyed setting the mood, and hamming it up. All they needed was dramatic music and the scene would be more than perfect.



Peeerfect.

"But I thought I would point out...that this city...is about to be destroyed"

It seemed as though Geurin was a little late to the punch, they were standing over the rubble of what was Saru City, but over the central part of the city a storm was brewing, one created not by Geurin, but by zach. Although he had not launched his attack yet, the skies had begun to shift, and contort with angry Ki. His power was well above Geurin's current output, and would no doubt be terrifying to look at. Having been in such a chaotic battle, they may not have noticed, but Geurin was sure to let them know.

His neck cracked to the left, peering over at his boys, they had never witnessed such awful power, and the possibility that it would be too overwhelming for them was all to real.

"Of course I would never suggest this hinder you from dispatching each other. I just suggest an immediate....relocation"

Casually floating backward, out of the war path of the two fighters he continued.

"I can watch...oh and if you try and run...I will kill you myself"

He replied with a toothy grin. Whether or not the Saiyan was dumb enough to engage the likes of Geurin was beyond him. However if he could manage to defeat both of his boys, perhaps Geurin would in fact let the man live. A worthy victory was surely worth his life, besides, there were more important matters at hand. Once they had relocated their battle, Geurin would be able to go back to his regular, and rather hectic schedule.

Because of course there was one person on the planet whom he just had to speak with.

Nam

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Yami was beaten back out of the rubble that he had pushed the pathetic monkey into. Maybe he had finally found a monkey that can actually put up a fight. Yami doubted it, but there was a small chance this one could surprise him.

“Now do you see how pathetic you monkeys are compared to me?! Why don’t you go say hello to your family again?!”

Yami quickly began to power up, going into his Ascendance form. Looking at what his brother was doing to that Sayian girl, but his attention quickly went back to the monkey

"Lets see what your race is actually made of, lets see if you can last longer then others of your race."

Yami charged at the Sayian, it was the perfect opportunity with him attacking Izanagi leaving himself wide open. He quickly kicked the Sayian in the ribs sending him stumbling to the left. Then running at the Sayian once again this time kicking him in the back sending him stumbling more, but not knocking the monkey over.

"Well it seems like he is going to be as weak as all the others, kind of disappointing."

shaking his head as he slowly formed a silver, razor sharp Kenzien disk. He was going to cut the monkey if half just like he had done to many before him. Soon his blood would run in the streets just like so many of his race. This fight was pointless and boring to Yami, with the combination of the Death Beam and the Kenzien disk this Sayian should die. Out of no where a familiar power force appeared, it was his Father...Geurin.

"Excuse me, Gentlemen"

Anger began to grow even more within him, when he saw his father, there was no reason for him coming here, interrupting and stopping the Death Beam. Did he think they were going to fail? As Yami listened to his father talk he looked into the skies when his father mentioned relocating. Yami had to get out of here, and fast it seemed, which was disappointing he wanted to have a fight with this monkey. Yami watched as his father left all four of them.

"Well since my father stopped my brothers attack, he won't luckily save you from this." Yami said throwing the Kenzien disk at the pathetic monkey. Once the disk left his hand he slowly lifted off of the ground but still keeping his full attention on the monkey.

[Rensou Hiruen]

PL Lock!
Geurin : 191,850 ~ 3,453,300
Yami : 22,000 ~ 88,000
Noko : 18,950
Izanagi : 23,475 ~ 93,900
Sohko : 49,605 ~ 148,815 ~ 248,025

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"Let’s see what your race is actually made of, let’s see if you can last longer than others of your race."

No sooner than the spheres of crimson ki were hurled from betwixt his fingers was the charcoal creature upon him. His right leg came at the saiyan, now much more engorged with muscle than he remembered from just moments before, as was the rest of his now noticeably larger body. Distracted, by his usage of Magic Trick, Sohko hadn’t noticed his closest enemy power up or the charge which had followed it. The kick followed through into his gut causing some spittle to loosen from his lips while the force sent him flying backwards.

His senses coming to him, he was about to stop himself when he saw the fifteen foot green monster throw his arm back with the girl in his grasp. Its body language was clear, the intention was to add insult to injury and spike her to the ground as if she was some ordinary sports equipment. Before he could react the black monster was upon him once more, again taking advantage of his distracted state to land a well-placed kick to the small of his back, reversing his motion in painful fashion.

"Well it seems like he is going to be as weak as all the others, kind of disappointing."

But Sohko heard nothing for despite the pain and the taunts his focus was entirely on the female saiyan who was now hurtling towards the ground with impressive speed. Closing his eyes he summoned every ounce of his concentration, pouring along with it as much ki as was required, into one single thought; her fractured form guarded within his arms, close enough to feel her heart beat against his. Opening his eyes it became so and thus he immediately wrapped his hand around her head and turned their entwined forms, facing his back to the ground and bracing her tightly.

Slamming into the road the saiyan felt the crunching of concrete beneath his back as the momentum carried him half a foot into the ground. Looking down to the girl he caught her gazing up at him, her expression was pure and the sight of her violet eyes froze his tongue in his mouth. Weak words escaped her lips just as she lost her strength, the elegant brunette’s head coming to rest on his chest.

“Thank you...”

The words were simple and the voice sweet, in fact a sweeter sound he had never heard. Still too taken to speak, his expression remained stoic. Pulling free from the small crater he stood promptly, careful to hold her now fragile body as still as possible, only to meet eyes with the muscle-bound behemoth who had caused her such pain. His hand was outstretched, his index finger pointing directly at them.

“Death beam.”

At such a range he had neither the time nor the concentration necessary to Blink to safety; not to mention he had already expended a good deal of energy on the few times he had already used the move in the past few minutes. Instead he turned instinctively to protect the woman he held in his arms, bringing his back once more to bear with certain pain. However it did not happen.

“Excuse me gentlemen.”

His blood froze in his veins when he turned; the girl still wrapped in his arms, and saw Geurin, the conqueror of Earth. The power he put out was staggering but Sohko knew it was but a glimpse of his true self. Clutching the girl he listened to the green powerhouse with clenched teeth. The sociopathic Prime Minister looked to Sohko and every muscle in his body tensed. The fact that it seemed friendly was a ploy to upset of course, but knowing was not immunity, thus leaving him with an uneasy feeling.

“But I thought I would point out… That this city… Is about to be destroyed.”

Turning his head he saw that this was no bluff. Otherwise occupied with Geurin’s lackeys, and then Geurin himself, Sohko had neglected to notice the swirling vortex originating from just above the city’s center; it’s awesome might made the sword master’s heart skip a few beats. ‘All of those people,’ he thought, ‘so many innocent, ‘ chanted back the conscience of the elder mystic who had cursed him years ago.

He had to do something, but what? To attempt saving the city he’d be putting the woman in terrible danger; and to leave her behind was out of the question. Her violet eyes called to him, resonating to the depths of his being. He could not fail the innocuous gaze, not again. Again? No not again, this lady was not Shyra; Shyra was dead. For her there never will be another ‘again.’ Yet those eyes held his soul captive, just as Shyra’s had a decade ago.

"Of course I would never suggest this hinder you from dispatching each other. I just suggest an immediate... Relocation. I can watch... Oh and if you try and run...I will kill you myself."

The emerald engine of destruction drifted to the side, no longer separating the saiyan and his massive henchman. His resolve to escape the city limits steeled when he felt a familiar presence approaching the forming ki cyclone. Kazama; Sohko smirked at the thought of his cocky friend. If anyone could stop Zach, he could; his absorption ability was without limit, and his impossible regenerative qualities meant it would take on inordinate amount to keep him down for good. Meanwhile the pitch-black beast seemed impatient despite the impending situation, desperate to get back to his violent ways.

“Well since my father stopped my brother’s attack, he won't luckily save you from this."

A silver kienzan formed at his fingertips before being loosed at Sohko’s present location. Collecting his energy he turned to Guerin, matching his gaze despite the growing knot in his stomach.

“A saiyan warrior never runs from a fight. I’ll see you in the Scorched Plains.”

With that Sohko closed his eyes and they disappeared from view mere moments before the deadly disc flew through the spot which the saiyan’s head had only just previously occupied.


(Moving to the Scorched Plains fellas. Get the hell out of dodge!)

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Watching his death beam slam into his father’s chest and not so much as even leave a mark infuriated Izanagi. The fact that his father had interrupted his attack was beside point as his father continued to flaunt his power in front of Izanagi. It was like pouring salt on an open wound and only inflamed his pride. He loved his father deeply but he wished his death at the same time. No doubt a sociopathic trait that he picked up from his father.

"Excuse me, Gentlement. But I thought I would point out...that this city...is about to be destroyed. Of course I would never suggest this hinder you from dispatching each other. I just suggest an immediate....relocation.”

Izanagi peered off into the distance as he saw the massive ball of ki. Zach, his father’s favorite lackey, had over done it once again. He tended to and was clearly being evidenced here by him trying to wipe this city from existence. As Izanagi turned back around he saw his brother throw two kienzen discs at the Saiyan interruption. In the Saiyan’s hands was the brunette that had just barely escaped being spiked into the ground by a maneuver that was very similar to his father’s.

“A saiyan warrior never runs from a fight. I’ll see you in the Scorched Plains.”

The Saiyan smugly put as his existence and very being disappeared before Izanagi’s eyes just before the kienzen discs would have connected with him. Instead they harmlessly sliced through debris behind them. At the disappearance Izanagi roared out of frustration.

“Father! I appreciate the warning but I had it under control. Now I must go chase down those two monkeys before they get too far.” Izanagi groaned as he shrunk back down to his normal size. The minor damage he had taken from the battles had almost completely regenerated as he levitated over to the original house that he had found the woman monkey at. As he entered the family’s destroyed home he was able to locate the two monkeys.

His eyes searched the wreckage and noticed something that made him smile. She had stated that it was her family and sure enough based off of looks it was. Izanagi set himself down next to a man whose chest cavity had been crushed quite definitively. His eyes stared blankly into the smoke filled sky. With a quick burst of ki Izanagi sliced through his neck effortlessly. The young sociopath grabbed the head by the hair holding it with little care. The head’s jaw now completely slack dropped open with a tongue soon flopping out as well while blood dripped from the cut at the base of the skull. Psychological warfare was just as important as physical attacks and this was certainly going to have an effect on the near dead female monkey. He could care less what happened to the male one as long as his hide adorned the sociopathic family’s floor at home. Oh boy did he ever want an Oozaru pelt floor rug.

“Excuse me father. But I have business to attend to. Try to make sure Zach does not go too over board this time.” Izanagi wiped his face which caused a decent amount of blood to get on his clothing. “I will see you back at the ship. Yami are you coming?” Without waiting for the answer Izanagi took off towards the two monkeys’s power signatures at top speed with the head flopping in the wind behind him. Soon after leaving the city’s outer limits he felt the heat and wind of Zach’s blast pass over him. It caused him to wobble in the air for a moment but quickly correct his flight course. A smile extended across his face as he thought of all the helpless monkeys getting obliterated by the deranged human.

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PL for me please Heavy Weights and Saga modifier is in effect.

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Yami looking into the distance could tell that his fathers associate was going to blow up the city soon. this brought joy to Yami knowing that millions of pathetic monkeys were going to to extinct. He slowly rose off the ground with a smile on his face. they had won, the utter destruction of the monkey race was going to be complete. There was only one more problem in their way and he was holding onto that pathetic girl.

“A saiyan warrior never runs from a fight. I’ll see you in the Scorched Plains.”

Yami quickly looked back down at the Saiyan, his arrogance was getting to annoy Yami. Why couldn't he see there was no point, he had lost. If he wanted to join the rest of his race so soon Yami would be obliged to grant him that wish. Just then the Saiyan disappeared from view, and was no where to be seen..

"You coward, there is no where you can go on this planet where we won't find you."

The saiyan had said something about Scorched Plains, Yami had no idea where he was talking about. Seconds later Yami sensed both of their power signatures way off in the distance. Yami was about to shoot off in that direction, but he saw his brother looking through some rubble.

"Izanagi what are you doing/ Yami said to himself as he watched his brother.

Soon enough all became clear to him when he saw his brother cut off the head of a male figure. Perhaps this could be that pathetic girls father or someone she cared about. It seems that Izanagi was more psychopathic then Yami originally thought. Maybe this little stunt would cause that girl pain. Yami smirked and looked off into the distance.

"Fools now its time to get rid of them once and for all. His little trick isn't going to work again."

“I will see you back at the ship. Yami are you coming?”

Yami looked at his brother as he darted off in the direction of the monkeys. A few seconds later Yami began to dart off in the same direction, using his ki to power his wings to flap stronger. Yami was going to make sure this pathetic being was going to die, right along side that pathetic girl.

(Pl please w/ Heavy weights and saga bonus in effect)

[riika]

PL please. Saga+Zenkai bonus si vous plait

[Deleted]

PL por favor. Heavy weights and saga mods in effect. Plus a bonus for being sexy. No? Well was worth a try.

[Rensou Hiruen]

Welcome to Saga Bonuses!

Noko Arahara gains 12,350 Power Level with her Zenkai and efforts.
Izanagi gains 11,840 Power Level by fighting while using his weights.
Sohko Masamune gains 7,670 Power Level by fighting using his weights.
Yami gains 3,060 Power Level by fighting using his weights. Too bad he came in kinda late.
Geurin gains 1,380 Power Level for making a brief cameo, and an excellent one.