Prince "Kayne Mecha-Yeezus Arnold West" Vegeta (
misterbrief) wrote2013-10-16 07:20 pm
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7th Taunt | Video/Action
Video:
[Hey, look, he's back with another subject that he's getting real sick and tired of explaining to people. That and after all the crap that's happened to him in the past few months, maybe it wouldn't be such a bad idea to let people know, especially after a conversation he had with Cliff recently.]
Now I'm only going to explain this to the lot of you once. Now watch.
[He's out next to a sheer cliff, at the base of the mountain range. The camera is set on top of another rock, as to show the Saiyan Prince with his hand raised and aiming toward the rock wall- and as soon as it's raised, a blast of energy decimates the wall with a loud boom, leaving it as a rocky heap, the dust slowly settling. Vegeta hasn't flinched, and is coming back to pick up his journal again. This may also give away exactly who was responsible for all those explosions that were heard from last week, if people are smart enough to put two and two together.]
Now, with enough diligent training and meditation, which you should be doing anyway, any of you can do that. It's a simple matter of controlling your energy, but if you're not physically fit enough you're not going to be able to do it. In fact, I'd be surprised if even one percent of you manage to be able to achieve even a fraction of the same destructive force I possess. Either way, that might be something you'll all want to start aiming for. And if you're too weak to fight? Fix it.
Now don't misunderstand me. I'm not looking to pick up students. But if you think you can handle it? Then come find me. We'll see what you're made of.
Private to Firo:
Boy, you've stayed hidden long enough. I've got someone for you to meet.
Private to Cliff:
I do believe you and I have things to discuss yet. I'll not have you jumping me anymore with those pathetic attacks of yours, we're fixing that.
Private to Saori:
If you want to see how it's done, I'll be in the Battle Dome the rest of the day. Don't be late.
Action:
[As promised, he'll be at the Battle Dome if anyone decides to try to seek him out. He'll be actually in a chamber, training in a complete power suppressed simulation, working on his battōjutsu that he's taken up learning. Otherwise, those who know where to find him at home can find him at House 29.]
[Hey, look, he's back with another subject that he's getting real sick and tired of explaining to people. That and after all the crap that's happened to him in the past few months, maybe it wouldn't be such a bad idea to let people know, especially after a conversation he had with Cliff recently.]
Now I'm only going to explain this to the lot of you once. Now watch.
[He's out next to a sheer cliff, at the base of the mountain range. The camera is set on top of another rock, as to show the Saiyan Prince with his hand raised and aiming toward the rock wall- and as soon as it's raised, a blast of energy decimates the wall with a loud boom, leaving it as a rocky heap, the dust slowly settling. Vegeta hasn't flinched, and is coming back to pick up his journal again. This may also give away exactly who was responsible for all those explosions that were heard from last week, if people are smart enough to put two and two together.]
Now, with enough diligent training and meditation, which you should be doing anyway, any of you can do that. It's a simple matter of controlling your energy, but if you're not physically fit enough you're not going to be able to do it. In fact, I'd be surprised if even one percent of you manage to be able to achieve even a fraction of the same destructive force I possess. Either way, that might be something you'll all want to start aiming for. And if you're too weak to fight? Fix it.
Now don't misunderstand me. I'm not looking to pick up students. But if you think you can handle it? Then come find me. We'll see what you're made of.
Private to Firo:
Boy, you've stayed hidden long enough. I've got someone for you to meet.
Private to Cliff:
I do believe you and I have things to discuss yet. I'll not have you jumping me anymore with those pathetic attacks of yours, we're fixing that.
Private to Saori:
If you want to see how it's done, I'll be in the Battle Dome the rest of the day. Don't be late.
Action:
[As promised, he'll be at the Battle Dome if anyone decides to try to seek him out. He'll be actually in a chamber, training in a complete power suppressed simulation, working on his battōjutsu that he's taken up learning. Otherwise, those who know where to find him at home can find him at House 29.]
Private
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Just name the place and the time. I'll be there.
Private
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Sheeeeesh! Why is everyone such a stick in the mud lately?
[First Souji, and now Vegeta. Who was going to be next-- Ion?]
I'll be there in a sec.
[Translation: 5 minutes. Cliff, already dreading the winter snow, arrived with his bomber jacket slung over his shoulder-- he had a hunch that he would need it later.
The heavy echo of his boots meeting linoleum announced his presence in the halls before he made it to the actual lobby. If Vegeta was going to be serious, then he would be too.]
Private
Re: Private
I know. Could you just cool it for a minute-- it's bad enough I've got one grumpy guy on my floor right now!
Private
I'm pretty sure I'm more of a concern than whatever moron you're dealing with back in your little apartment complex. Now. Show me the last attack you used on me last time.
Private
Yeah, yeah. Wait until you meet the guy.
[No regrets. Albel was a handful, and he wanted to share the love.
He took a step back and steadied his breathing while he regarded Vegeta. The situation...]
Yanno. It's not near as fun if you're waiting for it.
Private
But I can turn my back, if you want. [His hands raise, shrugging, and turns around.]
Private
[Regardless, he prepared himself. It had been a while since the last time he needed to do this, but calling his ki to his fists was still as the day he mastered it-- and was still flipped by Mirage.
A breath. Another backstep.
He charged headlong for the Saiyan with the force of a cannonball fired at an enemy ship, not caring one way or the other about the possibility of being tossed into a wall again.
Fiery Tackle.
Oops. Wrong attack.]
Permaactionnnnn
And right at the last second, before contact is made, he dips down, twisting his body and spinning around the Klausian, making a grab for the man's arm to continue to use that momentum to do exactly what Cliff probably expected- throw him into the wall.]
Permaactionnnnn
Nothing was held back. No regrets.]
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Hah. Not bad. You could do better.
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I know that!
[1100+ to 40 was the most recent tally of victories in his spars with Mirage. He was embarrassed by those numbers.]
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He grinned, taking that challenge with a quip of his own.]
Yanno what? I think I will!
[He launched his fist at Vegeta's, max speed. It was faster than any Earthling that he'd met could ever manage.]
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His hand goes up, and catches that punch, hand gripping around the fist. Smirking, his body twists and goes to try to land a side kick into Cliff's chest.]
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The wind was knocked from his lungs with the force from the blow, and once more he was awed by the Saiyan's dizzying intensity. Mirage and her Avenger Charge wouldn't stand up to it for long.
Maybe a tag team Aerial Assault...but, speculation.
He took no time to breathe before lashing out with another punch, intending to throw Vegeta off guard so he could try something else.]
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He can see where a little bit of instruction could of made that kick a lot more effective, what he could do afterward with it, etc, etc. It's his tactical mind working, seeing the few openings he had to counterattack if he wanted. A lot of it is coming from Cliff just being too slow, but he knows that's easily fixed.
No wonder he loses to Mirage all the time jeez]Come now. Is that all you've got? If you're holding out on me, Cliff...
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It was insulting for an adult.]
Screw you!
[He was chatting. He liked to chat.
He swung forward in a fist, aimed to perform an uppercut that, on any monster and on any other man, would toss the enemy to the side-- or even into the air.]
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He takes the uppercut right to his chin, the blow sending him high into the air, an undeniable crack when it lands. He flips in midair, stopping himself and hovering above Cliff, arm nursing his now bleeding mouth.
But he's still smiling.]
That almost hurt. It's as I thought. We've got a long way to go with you. This is going to be much harder than I anticipated. [Can you get him up there, Cliff?]
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[He glowered at Vegeta from his place on the ground, fists still clenched in the aftermath of that punch. Blood boiling, he launched off into a further attack-- to leap into the air and grab Vegeta with clear intentions of grappling, and possibly more.
Insults weren't taken kindly. They were an excellent way to set the Klausian in motion.]
I AM NOT SURE IF I'M WRITING THIS RIGHT. LEMME KNOW OKAY?
Otherwise, the Saiyan floats there, arms still crossed and looking down and grinning.]
And what good will this do you?
IDK EITHER!!!
OKAY WE'LL JUST DO THIS THEN
YES
SWEET JUST GUNNA MAKE STUFF UP AND ROLL WITH IT
AW YISS
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alright if this tag isn't ok let me know for edits because idefk how to handle sphere of might
I DON'T KNOW HOW TO EITHER
Re: I DON'T KNOW HOW TO EITHER
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