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| Tweet Topic Started: Sep 8 2013, 12:38 PM (218 Views) | |
| Sanosuke Hitori | Sep 8 2013, 12:38 PM Post #1 |
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Cooler’s crimson spheres were shielded by his lowered eye lids. His focus was only inward upon himself. The Changeling had brought himself to the center of his militia’s training grounds. Using his authority to his advantage the Icer had commanded all who followed him to leave this area immediately as he desired to test his strength against two specific individuals. The first being his younger brother Frieza and the second being another Saiyan under his command, Raditz. Normally Cooler wasn’t one to train or spar but his recent acquisition of power drove him to do so. Emperor Frost had restored Cooler’s status as a lord and now he was well on his way to restoring his lost army. This time Cooler intended to do things differently, much differently. In order to grow in stature he would need to take up the seemingly barbaric task of training, something most of his people knew nothing about. However for Cooler this was a small price to pay in order to become the supreme master of the known universe. Even you must learn this lesson little brother. Cooler thought as an image of his manic younger brother appeared before his mind’s eye.They should be arriving any minute. The Icer’s eyes slowly opened as he exhaled. Usually Cooler was calm and collected so this sort of pseudo-meditation felt completely natural to the Icer. However, those that didn’t know him extremely well were a little concerned about their lord’s behavior. Cooler was somewhat unorthodox, he freely employed Saiyans and actually spoke to his soldiers when the opportunities presented themselves. Unlike his father and brother he also lacked the tendency to kill his men when they failed him. Instead he put them through the most intensive punishments one could imagine. Of course there were certain things that the Icer couldn’t tolerate namely cowardice and sheer stupidity. On occasion men who held these two qualities slipped through the cracks and ended up in Cooler’s presence. They were the unfortunate few who were never seen again. “Is Lord Cooler serious about this?” A soldier whispered to his companion as he looked on from inside the arena’s observation deck. The training grounds were shaped like a coliseum and were open to spectators, however only those who served Cooler, or were of his blood, were permitted to enter. “I mean what kind of Changeling actually trains and if they do why the hell would they let us watch?” The soldier questioned again. “You haven’t figured it out by now?” Leina spoke up from behind the duo. “Lord Cooler has recently returned to his status as a lord. In order to succeed he must do things differently from the rest. Emperor Frost has placed more trust in Lord Cooler than he probably should have. If you intend to serve Lord Cooler then you must see his power for yourself. Not only has he managed to enlist multiple Saiyans into his ranks, he’s also managed to form a near perfect alliance with another Changeling.” Leina spoke in a stern and commanding tone. Her authority as the second in command lingered in her voice. “Basically you need only watch and you’ll see just how powerful your new lord is. Then you’ll understand what is to come.” Leina finished as her eyes shifted toward the center of the battlegrounds. Leina respected Cooler more than anyone else she’d seen his strength first hand on multiple occasions. She’d even had the privileged of seeing his transformed state, a form that no one else had had the privilege of being able to see. As everyone who’d brought forth Cooler’s transformation had been slain soon after. However, today could be the day that would change everything, for everyone needed to understand Cooler’s unrelenting power. Post Word Count: 625 Total Word Count: 625 Posting Order:
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| Deleted User | Sep 9 2013, 10:33 AM Post #2 |
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Slowly, the Changeling known as Frieza descended upon the battle ground, a few yards away from his elder brother, Cooler. Despite his hatred towards the Saiyan race, he chose to where the armor created by his enemies. Not for its fashionable design or as a symbol of disrespect, no, he simply enjoyed the material used to create the armor. It was top of the line craftsmanship that not even his own people could manage to copy or improve. It gave those who chose to wear it an extroadinary level of comfort as well as protection, it was the perfect armor for any battle, especially the one Frieza was about to find himself in here. He had been invited by Cooler to participate in an unusual form of training in which neither of them were quite familiar with. They were set to have a spar, a fight where the participants fought not to seriously harm or kill their opponent but to help hone each other's skills. Whatever the case, Frieza was far from hesitant to agree to these conditions for he desperately wanted to test his power against his elder brother, to finally prove that it was he who was the top fighter in the family and not the now restored 'lord' Cooler. Frieza had heard the news of his brothers promotion and was happy for him, however he couldn't help but be a little jealous. His new title meant that not only would he find himself in the good graces of Frost, he would also have all the tools that were granted to those in such a high position. It wouldn't be long before Coolers army would too be restored and he'd be able to achieve some of the same greatness he once held. Frieza however wasn't so lucky. While he had not done anything to displease Frost, he also failed to wow the emperor in a manner where he could looked at as more than a simple soldier to be deployed and sent to handle low ranking assignments. As he looked around the coliseum that was now at the disposal of Cooler, he could see the face of all the future warriors who would make up Coolers new army. The Icer couldn't help but feel envy. "I'm proud of you brother...you're well on your way to reclaiming your once great army. However, today you will see the difference in our power" Frieza smiled as he crossed his arms and stared at his older sibling. Despite his knowledge of the third participant, Frieza couldn't help but think of this as an one on one fight between he and his older brother. The new Saiyan which Cooler enlisted to join him was well overlooked by the Icer, who figured at the beginning of the match would find himself outclass and be defeated. Frieza had fought many of Saiyans, none of whom ever really put up a decent fight against the Changeling so his expectations of this new guy were low, eventhough he had heard very promising stories. "Lord Frieza won't lose to Lord Cooler, you can count on that" Requin said as he slowly approached Leina and the other followers of Cooler. "I've seen what he can do and its incredible, i've never seen anyone so powerful... If Cooler is as strong as you say he is, then we're in for one hell of a contest" He continued without looking at anyone, like Leina, he only focused on the battle ahead. WC: 581 |
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| Deleted User | Sep 9 2013, 11:15 AM Post #3 |
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“Boy, won’t this be fantastic…” Raditz uttered under his breath to himself as he walked through the halls and to the training grounds in the center of the coliseum. The tension he felt inside was something that could only be compared to taking a great commitment that if one failed, they would be forever ruined in the eyes of their peers. That was how it felt to be a free Saiyan walking towards the arena and now a prisoner of war, forced to duke it out to the death, only to be executed later on. It was a privilege that had only been given to a very few select outsiders of the Icer home world and to see a Saiyan was something rare and would inspire awe and disgust. He could feel his gut turning, knowing that he had something to prove here. The Changlings often underestimated the Saiyan race, thinking them weak and pathetic in comparison to a Lord. The threat from them was often seen as simply a problem of numbers rather than power. They were like a pest that kept reproducing faster than they could exterminate them. The light of the sun blinded him for a moment, forcing him to raise one of his gauntleted hands to block his eyes. It was one of the rare times the sun actually pierced through the clouds of the perpetual winter. Those who had gathered, save for men of Coolers own let out a roar in displeasure. Cries of filthy monkey and other slurs cried out which made Raditz want to kill each and every single one of them right at that moment. The disgust in the air was evident, even if most of them knew Lord Cooler employed Saiyan’s regularly. Even Requin seemed surprised. He laid eyes on Lord Frieza and knew that the insults would continue to mount, though at least he could deck that fucking lizard in the face over and over again. The Saiyan found himself dressed in his black and brown armor with his brown tail wrapped around his waist. The gauntlets on his hands which only revealed his fingers were the only thing that seemed different from Lord Frieza’s own armor. He wore long, black pants and boots to match his armor. “I think it goes without saying that Lord Cooler has faith in me, so don’t underestimate me,” The raven haired Saiyan stated, crossing his arms and standing at an equal distance from Cooler and Frieza as they were from one another. WC: 419 |
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| Sanosuke Hitori | Sep 9 2013, 04:11 PM Post #4 |
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Cooler let a sly smile cross his lips as his crimson spheres fell upon his slightly jealous sibling. “The difference in our power you say? Interesting let’s see if you’ve grown soft without father to spoil you rotten.” The Icer’s left foot slid forward and his tail slithered about behind him. Cooler’s cold eyes shifted toward Raditz, the oddity of the battlefield. “Raditz you had best prove to me and everyone else that you do in fact belong here.” The Icer’s tone was stern and authoritative; it matched the dark glint in his eyes. “Now then let’s begin!” Cooler boomed he broke from his stationary position. The elder son of Cold rushed straight toward his younger counterpart, for now his Saiyan soldier was unimportant. Frieza needed to be made aware which of the two Changelings was superior. Just before the older warrior would reach the younger Cooler vanished from sight. He’d broken into an array of light particles. In the next instant Cooler appeared behind his younger brother, his fist cruised toward the shorter humanoid like a missile homing in on its target. However, Frieza was no novice, he easily saw through his elder’s strike. “Come now brother…” Frieza mocked as he ducked below Cooler’s fist, allowing it to harmlessly pass overhead. “Don’t think your status as Lord Cooler makes you my better.” Frieza laughed as his tail coiled around Cooler’s extended arm. With a devious grin the Icer pivoted on his left heel and hurled Cooler toward his Saiyan subordinate. The Icer cursed as his body was thrown out of his control quite literally. “Tch.” Raditz scoffed as his lord came flying toward him. Without giving it a second thought the long haired Saiyan cocked back his fist and slammed it straight into Cooler’s exposed back. The sound of creaking bone and distorting flesh resounded throughout the arena as Raditz drove his fist forward. A pained cry escaped Cooler as he was sent straight toward Frieza. The Icer appeared to be something like a tennis ball for the two armored warriors. However, their little game of hot potato was over. Well before Cooler reached his brother his right hand plowed into the earthen surface beneath him, bringing him to a halt almost instantly. Angrily Cooler pulled his fist from the scarred terra firma and directed his attention to two his opponents. “Not bad.” Cooler glanced at Raditz. “Rather impressive actually.” Cooler mused as his aura started to leak from his very pores. It surrounded his humanoid form and danced about sporadically. The ground beneath his feet trembled as if in fear of what was to come. “Now let’s see how you fair when I take things a bit more seriously.” The Icer’s expression hardened as his eyes fell upon Raditz. The blow the Saiyan had dealt hurt much more than he would’ve liked to have admitted, but it was only proof that he’d made the right choice in enlisting Raditz in his growing army. Just as before Cooler broke from his stationary position, but this time he sped toward Raditz. The Icer appeared before the hedgehog Saiyan within a few moments, his fist shot forward with all the speed and power of a locomotive. Cooler’s purple knuckles rammed straight into Raditz’s face, forcing the Saiyan to stumble backward. Snickering, the Icer stepped inward and sent another strike forward; this one collided with the monkey’s stomach. A distinctive gack escaped Raditz as saliva flew from his forced opened mouth. The Icer didn’t let up there. Cooler pivoted on his left foot and wheeled himself around a full one hundred and eighty degrees. As he carted himself around his tail slammed straight into Raditz’s side sending him tumbling across the unforgiving earth. “Well then little brother it seems it’s your turn now.” Cooler grinned as he motioned for his brother to attack. Post Word Count: 641 Total Word Count: 1,266/800 |
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| Deleted User | Sep 10 2013, 02:12 PM Post #5 |
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"Don't underestimate me!" Frieza yelled before flying full speed towards his opponent and brother, Cooler. Upon reaching his sibling, Frieza was quick to throw a right punch aimed directly at his opponent, however, Cooler was beyond ready for such an attack. He Easily dodge the Changeling's fist by moving his head slightly to the left, giving his younger brother, Frieza, a arrogant smirk. There was nothing the Icer hated more than arrogance in his opponent's despite his willingness to show it himself. Irritated, the youngest son of Cold began attacking recklessly, wildly throwing multiple punches and kicks all of which were blocked or dodged by the crafty veteran. Being a few years older than Frieza, it wasn't a surprise that Cooler had more fighting experience than his younger brother, and it was beginning to show as Frieza currently allowed his emotions to cloud his judgement and disrupt his normal fighting technique. The high speed fighting between the two brothers quickly took to the skies with Cooler having the upper hand for now. The sound of fist meeting fist or forearm sent a resounding sound throughout the stadium as the spectators looked in Awe. Not only was it rare to see two Changlelings of such high class duke it out against one another, but it was even more so to watch two sibling Icers unleash their rage on one another. "You're slipping, brother!" Cooler said as he caught Frieza with a devestating kicking that connected just under the younger brother's chin. It would have sent him flying further up into the air had not Cooler capitalized on the opportunity by wrapping his tail around the Icer's left ankle before throwing him full force towards the ground below. A Changling's tail was often his most prized weapon as most enemies lacked such a gift of evolution. Because of this it was also often one of the most trained parts of their body, making them extremely powerful tools. Frieza was sent on a crash course straight to the ground below as he stuggled to regain enough composure to stop himself. However, eventually he was able to do so right before his body was to meet the unforgiving ground of Planet Frost. However, he wasn't safe just yet as just as he managed to regain focus, he was attacked by the third participant of this battle, the Saiyan. Raditz, Cooler's newest and most talked about addition to his ranks, attacked Frieza with little remorse as he came full strength with a shoulder blow that sent to Icer flying uncontrollably once again. Frieza impacted the coliseum's wall hard as he found himself implanted in the structure. As expected, the battle was intense. Neither party wanting to lose and each participant going all out. Frieza's anger was beginning to rise even higher as he thought about how he was being bested in the contest. He began to raise his ki, now planning to go all out against his brother and his subordinate. The Changeling's white aura quickly erupted around his body, causing the Icer to look like he was currently being engulfed by a white flame. However, it seemed he would have to wait his turn for a good opportunity as Raditz and Cooler laid eyes on each other once again. It was time for round two of their conflict with one another. WC: 556 TWC: 1,137 OOC: EDITED. Sorry for any confusion, I really gotta start proof reading lol |
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| Deleted User | Sep 12 2013, 09:03 AM Post #6 |
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Cooler and Frieza fought a fierce conflict in the sky, going at each other one after the other. Blows connected and Raditz simply watched, waiting for the opportune moment to strike. While the two focused on each other, no one was really paying any mind to him. The Saiyan warrior crouched down and began drawing in the snow with his finger, periodically looking up at his clashing opponents. As Frieza tumbled to the ground from Cooler‘s attack, Raditz clicked the button on the side of his scouter a few times and then blitzed forward, shoulder ramming the Lord Frieza. It was now that he and Cooler would face off. After such a harsh combo he had endured earlier, the low class warrior could still feel the burn from the points of impact on his body. He had a sense of wanting to make Cooler endure the same pain he was, despite being his Lord, however another plan had already been laid. As they met eye to eye, Cooler rushed from the sky with blistering speed to reengage the monkey. It was at this time he held his hand back and a ball of energy began to form. It quickly grew in size and engulfed his entire hand. Cooler lifted his arms to defend, landing swiftly and locking his feet in to hold his ground. Frieza watched, resting and with the assured feeling in his mind that he was not a target at the moment. As Cooler prepared to take the strike, at the last moment, Raditz turned at a 90 degree angle and sent the Full Power Energy Wave at Frieza who was completely unprepared. “You stupid monk--!” He roared as the beam connected with him and sent him back into the wall with an explosion following. The crowd roared in excitement and surprise. “Good move, but keep your eye on your opponent!” Cooler roared, appearing beside Raditz and hitting him with a backhand that sent him tumbling back. With a swift flip however, he caught himself on the ground and slid to a stop on all fours. Cooler didn’t relent as Raditz hit the button on his scouter and a series of beeps let out. The Changling brought down a swift kick and to his surprise, Raditz easily blocked it with his arms over his head together. As he retracted his leg, Raditz decked him directly in the nose and spun around his a kick to his head as well, twisting his body around sharply. Cooler whipped his tail up and the scouter beeped again to which he caught the tail and began to spin. Frieza had recovered at this time and Raditz let go of Cooler as his brother approached, launching the Changlings into one another and knocking them to the ground. He laughed aloud and took a defensive posture, knowing that what was coming wouldn’t be good. “I told you not to underestimate me, although you repeated exactly what I said,” The Saiyan mocked at Frieza as he and Cooler recovered. “I’m no common Saiyan or ‘monkey’ and I’ll beat that shit into you if I have to,” He stated plainly. “And Lord Cooler, don’t give your opponent the time to calculate your movements into his scouter, it puts you at a disadvantage. I know you and Frieza will eventually transform but for now, both of you have given me the upper hand!” Raditz lectured to the Icer’s. He meant Cooler no disrespect but rather a word of advice to the both of them on how an intelligent Saiyan fought. As the two of them rose, they looked at each other for a split second then looked back to Raditz. It was time for a tag team blitz against the ape. WC: 625 TWC: 1,044 Note: While you two fought without Raditz, he input as much as he could of your fighting styles into a temporary file in his scouter to give him an advantage. |
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| Sanosuke Hitori | Sep 12 2013, 07:52 PM Post #7 |
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Cooler climbed to his feet and broke into a fit of laughter; Raditz words would’ve incited anger if said in another situation. The Saiyan hedgehog had something of a valid point, but he was forgetting why Cooler had become Lord Cooler once again. The Icer’s laughter grew louder as he stepped away from his angered younger brother. Raditz’s desire to mock the midget Changeling amused Cooler even more. This was why he enlisted the hedgehog, his dry sense of humor and his desire to prove to everyone that the Saiyans weren’t meager pawns to be used by anyone who thought they had some kind of power. “You see Frieza,” Cooler called over to his swearing brother. “This is why I brought Raditz into my army, his bravado and inability to hold his tongue is actually commendable.” The Icer’s laughter had begun to subside by the time he’d come to the end of his sentence. “As for you Raditz, don’t think that your scouter tactic is enough to give you a chance at victory.” Cooler’s crimson spheres fell upon his servant. A dark glint formed in the Icer’s eyes as his dark purple aura began to form around his body. The ghastly aura shroud hissed as it danced around its progenitor. The elder brother of Frieza intended to use his battle experience to his advantage. Changing him up his combat style was a simple task. “Cooler! I am going to kill your little brat of a subordinate!” Frieza boomed as his aura exploded around his body. A gust of dust and debris swept through the arena. The very earth beneath the trio began to tremble in fear of Frieza’s climbing power level. “Say goodbye Saiyan!” Frieza shouted as he launched himself toward the long haired warrior. The Icer sped past his brother without hesitation; he was dead set on getting to Raditz. Raditz sighed as his scouter beeped alerting him to what was come from the Great Lord Frieza. However, the scouter failed to warn Raditz of another threat, Cooler. A second before Frieza came within striking range Cooler appeared behind Raditz. The Icer’s tail coiled around Raditz’s throat suddenly cutting of his air supply. Cooler’s sudden appearance prevented Raditz from even trying to avoid Frieza’s punch to the chest. Cooler’s grip on Raditz’s throat tightened as Frieza delivered another strike to Raditz’s body. “In a fight where its everyman for themselves you must learn to use your other enemy’s anger to your benefit.” Cooler advised his captive before he released him allowing Frieza’s final hit to send the Saiyan tumbling across the thawing arena floor. “Not bad Frieza.” “Heh why tha-” Before Frieza could finish thanking his elder his face was greeted with a set of unloving knuckles. The Icer’s flesh contorted before he went sent rocking away from Cooler, straight toward the opposite end of the arena. “Did you think our little truce was going to last longer than a minute?” Cooler questioned his brother as he noted Raditz climbing to his feet. “Ah, you’ve already gotten to your feet? Good.” Cooler said as he turned toward Raditz. “I wasn’t exactly expecting that Lord Cooler…” Raditz referred to Cooler’s somewhat underhand assistance with his brother’s assault. “Your scouter won’t alert you to every danger.” Cooler raised his finger toward Raditz and allowed his aura to return to conducting its fiery dance about his form. “However, I wonder if that scouter of yours will help you once I’ve transformed?” Post Word Count: 579 Total Word Count: 1,845 |
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| Deleted User | Sep 21 2013, 12:00 PM Post #8 |
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Cell: Words: 1845 +14 Strength +14 Agility +14 Resilience +14 Ability Power +14 Vitality +50 zeni +10 SP +1 Dex Raditz: Words: 1044 +7 Strength +7 Agility +7 Resilience +7 Ability Power +7 Vitality +25 zeni Daikon: Words: 1137 +7 Strength +7 Agility +7 Resilience +7 Ability Power +7 Vitality +25 zeni -Updated- |
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