Nero Fiddled (Zach)

[Geurin]

The spire stood tall, taller than any of the other buildings in the Saru city, and so it was only right that it would be the first target of destruction by Geurin's hand. The Namekian was free falling from the the ship, that was preparing its landing just outside of Saru City, while Geurin on the other hand was begining a direct attack. Zach in the meantime was following behind.

"Look around Zach, they are everywhere. We are the rain, and they are the ant hill"

With that the evil prime minister flipped his body around, pulling both hands back as his body now fell face first towards the spire. his maniacle and callous nature coming to the surface for the first time in what seemed like years. Boliko had finally left his kingdom undefended, and Geurin was going to make him regret that decision.

"Good bye Saru City!"

And with that the two previously extended hands began to spike with Ki, rising to just over 100 thousand, green power surged through his hands. Pointing it downward at the rustic spire, the Demonic wave fired straight and true, slamming into the right side of the monumental tower. Anyone inside of that particular spot would be dead, the screams could be heard from miles around. The spire however remained standing, this was of course due to the fine craftsmenship present within the royal tower. Boliko had done his very best in building this royal kingdom, and Geurin would enjoy tearing it down piece by piece. The saiyan race would know extinction for the second time.

(Zach will be posting in Saru city, I will be posting here. If you want to fight me, post below. If you want to fight zach, post defending Saru.)

[Gray Callahan]

(It should be noted that the 'new' buildings have been built to withstand a Super Saiyan's chi thanks to Mato; obviously shouldn't be a problem if an attack is charged. I think you did mention this, so yeah; any 'old' buildings from before Touketsuki will be easily destroyed, but new ones might take a bit of a pummeling)

[Geurin]

(Noted: Buidlings here need a little extra push to knock over)

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A scared saiyan woman with two kids stood against a corner in a Vegetian house, having stayed behind from the massive attack on Kold to stay behind with her children, however she didn’t expect something so monstrous to be on Vegeta. A explosion rocked the door to the house, and then a saiyan body was flung into the house, bloodied and scarred beyond recognition however the saiyan was not dead, at least not yet. He turned his head to look at the saiyan family, his family, barely able to speak but his eyes were wide with fear and sorrow. “Ru…n…hi…de..get ou-“ his words were cut off as 5 red ki needles were inserted through his throat, effectively ending the saiyan’s life. It was then that a black figure entered the partially destroyed house, that black figure was the black monstrous majin known as Masu.

The majin stepped over the dead and bloodied body of the male saiyan and looked at the scared family in the corner, the mother saiyan standing in front of her two children as if to protect them. The black majin was the first to speak among them.

“My..my..my..it seems the male saiyan had a family…why did he run to his family? To tell them goodbye? Haha, I could have done that for him if he had just asked.” [/b]

The female saiyan scowled at Masu, her face in disgust at the creature that stood before her. Trying to keep her calm for the sake of her children, she would speak with a minor humble tone.

“I don’t know WHAT you are, but you WILL leave me and my children alone. Can’t you see our race is now in a war!!!! People could be losing their family on Kold!!! Why must you help the icers!!! WHAT are you to them!!”

Masu cocked his head, he had no idea what icers were, he had seen quite a many ships and pods blasting off into space, but he did not know why. Now, it seemed that was answered..they were in war eh? Haha, now it was time for him to wreck some havoc in their main city, Saru, in which he was already in. For him, this could be of great fun.

“Haha, what I do is of my own and I must say, As for this ‘icer’ business, I do not know of them but I must thank you for letting me know that half of your puny race is off the planet.. I will be sure to indulge in many of pleasure killings…starting with you and those tiny monkeys behind you.” [/b]

The female saiyan’s facial expressed did not change, however she immediately let loose a red beam from her eyes, Masu didn’t move as the beams pierced through his upper chest area, going straight through and out of the other side of his body and crashing against the wall behind Masu, creating a small explosion that destroyed the house even more. Masu gazed at the saiyan woman and began to chuckle, the saiyan woman with a shocked and frightened expression on her face. Masu would then slowly raise his hand and a bright red ball started to form in between his fingers.

~A few minutes later~

The black Majin would be seen emerging from the destroyed house, over his right shoulder the corpses could been seen, the female saiyan and her two children, their bodies badly burned and scarred from the monster's attacks.

Masu would then take to the air and any saiyan he saw or sensed, he would kill them, holding no mercy of any kind, his thoughts purely on that of just killing the saiyans that still inhabited the planet. With each passing minute and hour, he would be finding and killing more and more saiyans, more focused on the destruction of lives, rather than the destruction of Saru city. As he was straggling a young teenaged looking saiyan with his tentacle, his eyes caught wind of a ship landing…wait landing? Were the saiyans returning? Nooo….it’s been to soon.. He finished killing the young saiyan and his tentacle dropped the now dead body before returning his attention to the ship. He watched as two important looking figures emerged from the ship, one flying off toward the city and one flying toward a large building that Masu had not noticed before now..Form what he could tell the figure going towards the big spire was..green? Saiyans aren’t green…Masu has not meet a green saiyan..

Slowly lifting off of the ground, he would start to follow the strange green figure rather than the other one. After watching the green figure stop at the spire and send out a wave of energy, which slammed into the tower. Masu snickered at the yells and screams he heard from the area. Figuring this green fellow was not part of the Saiyan Empire, Masu would speak out.

“You, green man. Who are you?” [/b]

Masu hopefully spoke loud enough over the screams that the green man would hear him and turn around. Masu was eager to meet a fellow ‘chaos creator’, maybe Masu would be able to battle this man as well, he could feel the green man’s power level was around him at his max, which he so often was in, even now. Yes, Masu was very much looking forward to this interaction with the mysterious green man.

[Zach]

Rocketing out of the descending ship like some red, black and flesh toned comet, Zach had pursued Gurin’s own descent and gleaned from him the fact that they were indeed directly above the ape’s largest city. The hazy brown and white backdrop that had framed Gurin’s form as the two descended came into focus as Zach’s not inconsiderable rage was given direction. A metropolis of savage barbarians lay below, completely ignorant of the justice that was about to rain down upon them.

Rain perhaps wasn’t the best term to use as Zach’s only ranged technique was not suited for demolishing large buildings, unless the boy wanted to spend the time to slice them apart. The rage coursing through him though would accept nothing short of direct action though and so Zach accelerated, rocketing past Gurin in their collective descent, arms thrust out ahead of him with his fists closed tightly. The newly crimson haired boy swooped down below the city skyline and directly into a row or buildings, leveling his fight roughly ten feet off the ground and proceeded to careen strait through the obstructions. One by one a dust cloud rose from each structure in quick succession as the teen flew directly through the buildings and within the course of twenty seconds, the whole column of habitations had crumbled to the ground in a great, thunderous roar.

Simply destroying a city block though was far from capable of sating Zach’s rage, his unearthly hate for these vile monsters required nothing short of their complete annihilation. It was with his hair, eyes and even his skin still burning with his new found power that the boy set upon another block of buildings, felling them like a noisy row of dominos. The destruction still though was far from satisfying as the boy had yet to encounter a single monkey, at least directly. Undoubtedly hundreds of not thousands were already dead from the building collapses, but not a single one had gotten in Zach’s path, his attacks had been so swift that if anyone were witnessing them they likely were still in shock at the sudden destruction of first one and then two city blocks. And so Zach continued on to a third block, barreling through buildings with such fantastic force that in spite of their necessarily strong construction, their structures crumbled like building blocks at the hands of an immensely powerful toddler.

[Geurin]

Only seconds after the demon had spoke, did Geurin instantaneously appear before him, only inches away from the creature who had caused such torment to a family, not on his own need for vengeance or justice, but instead for fun.

"I am a man who walks without footsteps, breaths without air, and fights without remorse. I am soon to be Lord of everything"

Geurin looked upwards to view the Spire this time from the inside, this Demon character had anniliated everybody present. Man, woman and child. With a smirk the Prime minister finished.

"The better question is...who are you?"

Two balls of green and black energy had formed in the palms of Geurin's hands. These were his crusher balls, and with two powerful lunges upward, they broke through the ceiling tile, and upwards until finally they exploded, bringing shrapnel and debris flying through the air. The ceiling would begin to collapse above them, but Geurin would not move. He was intrigued by who this figure was, and could sense the potential of horrendous greatness brewing within him.

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Masu watched as the green man suddenly appeared in front of him in almost an instant, this took the black demon by surprise, however as Masu listened to the green man speak, he would be slightly confused. Masu wanted a name or identity, not…. well not whatever that just was. When the green man asked who Masu was, well he thought he would counter with something similar. Curling his lips and grinning, he would speak, not even flinching to the surrounding falling debris.

“I am a merciless destroyer of lives, a being of great power, the likes you have never seen before. Killing and destroying, those are only what I do to find joy. Because what’s more joyful that holding the entire lives of people in the palm of your hands?” [/b]

As Masu talked about holding people lives in his hands, he would create a red energy ball in his left hand and as the building start to collapse and crackle above them, when he finished speaking he let loose the energy ball from his palms and it soared quickly through one of the building’s walls and exploded outside just as one of green man’s had did. The building starts to crackle even more, and could soon collapse on top of the two beings that were there. Of course, Masu shown no signs of fear for his life. For him, he thought he had everything under control.

[Geurin]

The creature truly was of a mystical kind. He had no sense of fear. He was either much stronger than he looked, or he was very ignorant to his situation. Either way his brutality was something that Geurin could not ignore. Watched as the building well to pieces around them, he continued to speak, this was not threatening in the least to the prime minister.

"Well, Merciliess destroyer of lives. Perhaps you would like to use that power to further a cause greater than simple callous destruction...like...."

It was then that the Bikkuri charged within Geurin's hand. While the simple parts of the building had already fallen to their playful attacks, some of the stronger built pieces of the structure were still standing tall. Charging his bikkuri would cause electricity to spark from his arm, the rings all forming a dark green, with a hue of black to them.

"Universal domination!"

Thrusting his arm upwards, the Bikkuri rings, that now amounted to a total just above one million in power level, flew upwards creating a large spire of light. The attack literally shook the base of the building they were standing on, and would leave no debris to fall in its wake. The spire would be in utter ruin after it. Once the smoke and dust had cleared, Geurin would slowly bring his arm back down, cock his neck to the left in order to pop it several times, and finally would speak again.

"You don't appear to have any allies, so why not make a strong one today?"

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It was horrifying. Buildings tumbled down like dominos everywhere and flames raged and burned the dead flesh of the fallen. His nose crinkles. There was an acrid smell of death and blood in the air; the smell of decomposing bodies, those who have soiled themselves and the smell of metal. The namekian stepped in, observing overhead at all the destruction around him. Nothing but an arm stuck out of the rubble beside him. He stared at it, cringed, and looked away.

“Where is everyone?” he asked. The namekian had just finished getting out of the rejuvenation tank after undergoing some serious training. He dried himself with a towel, surveying the abandoned area. Turlez Base was usually livelier, so the absence of anyone was very odd indeed. An eerie silence filled the atmosphere and moments later he noticed the smoke rising far off towards the center of the city…

“Are you okay?” the namekian rushed to a woman’s aid. She seemed to have feared him initially.

“Get away!” she shouted. Basna was confused and fringed his brows.

“It’s okay,” he said. “I’m on your side.”

The woman glanced at the complex and undeniable insignia of the SSE, emblazoned on his left shoulder. It was Rensou Hiruen himself who had plastered it on his arm and Basna hadn’t resisted him much at all. He understood the importance of such measure, and it clearly proved useful in this very moment. –Not to mention, it barely stung him at all with his thick namekian skin, unlike others who shed tears and cringed beside him.

“You’re with the empire.” She confirmed, accepting his extended hand and allowing the namekian to pull her out of the rubble. He nodded and smiled. Her expression didn’t change though; instead, his face met her hand as she slapped him. Basna would have probably recoiled, but her misty eyes took away any kind of resentment. Instead, he was baffled and confused.

“Where were you!?” she cried. “You’re supposed to be protecting us!” she covered her face and whimpered. “M-my children…!” her voice was shaken.

“I’m sorry…” Basna replied, trying to be as supportive and sympathetic as a namekian like him could ever be. “Please, tell me who did this.”

She looked at him. “I don’t know who…” she said. “But he looked exactly like you…” she managed. Naturally, this hadn’t answered anything. Basna promptly dismissed her and urged her to get to safety. With the woman gone, he looked up at the highest power level he could find –and it was gruesome.

Three entities: a black ‘thing’, a red blur destroying remaining buildings around him –and “the man with his face” according to the woman, another namekian. Basna remained on the ground, gazing above at his suspects.

“Xai cret su..." (Who are you)

[Geurin]

"For example"

Geurin said, his attention redirected to the Namekian tongue from several yards away. Many people underestimated the hearing ability of Namekians, but clearly this man knew what he was dealing with. His words just louder than a whisper, and yet picked up immediately by the Prime minister. Their native tongue, that was something he had not spoken in some time. Disappearing instantly, a brush of smoke wrapping around where the body once stood, the dark lord appeared inches from the fighter, Geurin was just a head taller than Basna, and so would look down on him.

"Ouya"

He said, responding in the same language Basna had spoken to him, raising the palm of his hand to meet the sobbing woman next to him, and firing out a solid blast of Ki towards her. If it hit she would most certainly be obliterated as the attack was relatively powerful, however being that it was just a basic Ki blast, it could not have held more than 50k worth of Geurin's energy.

His eyes never Left Basna. he was equally curious to learn who this Namekian was, and why he was on the planet with such impeccable timing. It dawned on Geurin that this fighter could have been in the tournament hosted here only a few days prior, however why he had not left, or who he swore allegiance too, remained unanswered.

"Su?"

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Basna squint his eyes and stared into the other’s. It wasn’t noticeable, but that act had just nearly made him soil himself. The man’s aura was so dark and powerful, he knew the instant they met eyes that he couldn’t stand up to this beast in a million years. A drop of sweat nervously skidded down his face as he played the tough guy and acted unfazed by the man’s demeanor. More surprisingly, he was namekian. The strongest being he had ever felt his presence grace the land –even more than Touketsuki Yakedo, and it was of his own kin. Tropoli.

Naturally, he was proud to see a competent namekian other than himself, but circumstances dulled his smirk –which could have been misunderstood for baseless confidence. Ouya? he thought. Clearly, if there was any doubt before, it was gone now. He was staring into the eyes of the culprit for everything that had happened and the SSE has branded Basna as a clear enemy to the man. He sneered. He wasn’t here to play games and wouldn’t acknowledge his silly answer.

“Kaah chie qin rueben-da seira.” (I’m the one asking questions here.) he replied. “La cret su azeo-ne achiva-da?” (Why are you causing destruction and mindlessly killing people?)

(These are rough translations cause there are certain words we don’t have. For example: Instead of people, I wrote the word for ‘families’.)

[Geurin]

"Su tordu-sem qin" (You are an Arrogant one)

Geurin responded, a crooked smile forming on his face. This Namekian was brave to be able to stand in front of him with only a light shake in his voice, and tremble in his finger tips. Basna would have heard the legend before, as a matter of fact Tenshu was reknown on Namek as a hero. If he had not left Namek when he did, it is more than possible that the young Namekian would have become Guru, and led his people through the harshness of society. However Tenshu chose a different path, and his name lived on in legend, as did Geurin's. Evil Torture, or rather Geu Rin as the Namekian People called it, was the legend that lived on for Geurin the defeated one. Known for being power hungry, and devouring the souls of those who did not bend to his wishes. While the stories had been intensified to make for a better retelling, their remained a seedling of truth in it. Tenshu overcame evil, and Banished Geurin from the planet. The story had fortold of a Super Namek, one capable of saving not only the Namekian people, but also the universe as a whole. Unfortunately the sways of evil were too much for the legend to live up too, and Geurin was now doing the very opposite.

"Kaah Geu Rin. Kaah Chie Jouten" (I am Evil Torture, I am Legend)

Geu Rin did not go together in conversation. The term itself did not sound correct together unless referencing the person. So if Basna knew of the legend, he would certainly make the connection, and come to understand who he was dealing with. If he had never heard the stories as a child, then he would simply be confused by the use of those words together, and assume that Geurin could not speak proper Namekian.

But Geurin was certain the boy had heard, his ego was well placed, as his legend spread planet wide, and his influence spread across several worlds.

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He smirked. Basna had been referred to as arrogant more than he could count and didn’t mind; after-all, it can’t be arrogance if you can back it up. In this case, though, it probably was…

A skeptic brow was raised in disbelief. “Geu Rin?” he repeated. He remembered the phrase faintly as a child; one of those stories told by the elderly to frighten kids into submission and make them obey. ‘Geu Rin will haunt bad boys’ they’d say. Although it worked in the past, Basna thought little of such ancient tales. Another smirk grew on him as he scoffed and broke into a laugh.

“Ha…ha-ha…hahahaha!”

This man definitely boasted the power for such claims, and he was truly frightened. But such humor could not be silenced by any amount of fear the man could possibly inspire on the namekian. He finally settled down and observed the man once again.

“Kaah Basna, Anete ubb Namekian Kediser Caste dier (‘dier’ indicates formality). (Jokes aside, let’s be frank: I am known as Basna, Master of the Namekian Warrior Caste.) he said. “Kaah kare pana poli saiyan-jin, benee su-da qaop-ne nimat.” (Honestly, I don’t care much for these saiyans, but you’re attacking innocent civilians and that is something I cannot swallow with ease.)

“Trixe, kaah reuben…” (So I ask you again…) he said, staring into his eyes. “La cret su etro-ne olu?” (Why are you doing this?) Basna knew they were at war, but he hadn’t realized that one of the SSE’s greatest enemies was namekian and he was staring at him in the eye.

[Geurin]

His laughter, it was understandable. The Geu Rin had no doubt been perverted into some childrens tale over the ages. Tenshu had after all left over a century ago. Even relevant history can fade to nothing in that time, and with the help of an active Guru, it is more than possible that the actual legend was squashed out of existance, and replaced by a fairy tale.
But Geurin was no fairy tale, and there was no happily ever after.

Before Basna would realize what had happened, Geurin would be on him, his knee lodged deep within the diaphram of Basna's lower chest and upper stomach. His speed and strength was sudden, but the power remained, the ground where he had been standing cracked and ruined. Geurin had burst forward in a charge of over one million battle power. Of all the things he could have done, all of the terrifying things his power was capable of, Geurin chose to bring his knee into the young Nameks mid section. Leaning in close to the no doubt shocked warriors ear, and speaking.

"Houji kaah dou" (Because I Can)

Jumping back from that nearly instantanious attack, Geurin smilled, jumping from one foot to another, like a bad street fighter reenactment.

"Ikot arie kaah, voul puies puchipuchik HmHmHmHmHm" (Come at me, save these animals! (Deep arrogant laughter))

Geurin was ready to fight Basna, the last time he had seen a Namek was when he was on the planet itself. Ever since Tenshu locked him away, he had been unable to repay the debt he owed to the Namekian people. But Basna was a good start. Vegeta could wait, Geurin needed a moment for himself.

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“Ugh!”

Basna’s eyes widened and he leaned over the man’s knee. Purple namekian blood gushed out of his mouth and splattered all over the ground and Geu Rin’s pants. The pain was so intense that his reaction was null. He was still processing what had happened and only realized he was kneed in the mid-section when the man had already retreated back. He clutched his stomach and dropped to his knees. He supported his body with a single arm, but his breathing ragged, his arm shook and he collapsed to the ground. Oblu! He thought. With one hit, he had already been defeated. It was amazing, he had just exited the rejuvenation tank, but he could feel the monstrous power emitting from the man anyway.

He struggled to get back up and gagged, ultimately puking on the ground and emptying his vowels. With one hit, humiliated; his movements were so swift and fast he couldn’t even react. Basna glared at the namekian; twin beams where instantly shot at lightning fast speed towards him with intentions to end this madness in one swift and critical attack. Basna snarled, baring his teeth and letting a sneer of anger.