daimaku

[daimaku]

" get them off. " daiten looked to the transparent hands that he's made appear, having them hold onto her limbs like shigarakis had -

"you are better quiet."

and with that, daiten would find herself muted, not a single sound allowed to escape. much to her horror but to cri's delight. they put a finger to the mouth of their mask, making a long shush sound before they continued.

"i dug into your memories. all of your data. I think this will be interesting." that's all it took didn't it? it was the only explanation she was going to get, and in a few moments it wasn't going to matter anyway.

@veroxins

[daimaku]

in an instant destructive mists are surrounding cri in an attempt to be rid of the virus

daitens ability really was something to be scared of. the mightiest giants, the strongest champions couldn't avoid it on their pure skill alone. that's what they thought with most barreling their way, having egged her on. but cri was different. cri was nothing like her, even on a biological surface. everything can be broken down to a number in her world. and if it can be made into a number, it was theirs to control.

the mist was close and they just stared at it, unmoving. no efforts to block, or dodge. they put their hand in it, rot tearing away at their fingers to reveal a corrupt mess of jumbled numbers that was quickly healed with their chosen vessel.

"that's interesting." muttering, pushing their hand further. everything had "data", all it took was brief understanding. suddenly, they crushed the mist in their fist, her attack dispersing into thin air, leaving cri unharmed.

they were quiet, tilting their head as static could be heard through the air. they didn't even make movement to attack. all they did was walk closer to her, "good try. you have so much power. take pride in using it."

@veroxins

[daimaku]

" no wait, stop - " daiten scrambled away from the villain, panicked - she needed to get to manche or teqi, or anyone that could help her

unreadable expression they simply seemed to stare as this girl tried to get away from them. it was amusing, if only for a moment. they always would get their way if they willed it so, especially over a fate she couldn't really comprehend but things could only be amusing to them for so long.

They flicked their wrist up and with it, daiten froze. the fear on her face delightful all the same as she felt her body slip from her control and stand back in front of them. red eyes looked up at cri, hitching her breath when they bowed to get a closer look only a few inches kept her face from touching their mask.

"if you won't see your potential, I'll rip your eyes open myself." spoken calmly, as if their was no issue with what was going to happen next. blackened digits gently rested upon her forehead, moving her hair out of the way and allowing an array of digits spread from themself to her face, an amused tone heard as her horror seemed to grow.

"it will be fun, girl. you'll understand."

@veroxins

[daimaku]

" she's dead. and what a destroyer you are, you couldn't even fight me without struggling ! not that i should have expected anything from you. " /mezhals

annoying. impudent. frightening. just a few words champa woulf use to describe mezcal, or he should say the new destroyer of universe 13. even if champa wanted something done about this blight on the name of a god, he could do nothing.

hated to admit it, but he was starting to miss that girl. annoying as she was, better than him. champa put on a brave face, knowing he couldn't act without some form of punishment. he would go and rant to the other destroyers later.

"...don't you have a job to do, greenhorn?! get outta my face before we get the grand priest involved!"

@mezhals

[daimaku]

" hey ! guess who's alive ? " appearing out of what seemed to be thin air, daiten grinned, despite the dire circumstances of mezcal having become the destroyer of universe 13 --- but perhaps she had taken care of that already, with the evidence of her quirk having been used; /veroxins

"PBHHHHHHHHHT-!"

"S-SHIMURA?!" champa jumps from his seat and ignored the spat out soda from the shock of her appearance. he rushed over, eyes still wide in confusion.

"mezcal said he had killed you!" and what a bad thought that was, champa wanted to forget about that experience entirely, but with her here then what exactly happened?

"what happened?! tell me!"

@veroxins

[daimaku]

okay, okay things were under control. with shimura hiding away, there was little champa could do on his own. but he had his ki, unlike her. eyes widened as he finally saw the growing ki blast mezcal was making, it would wipe him out if fired.

he looked around, he would have to act before that..! his search for vados was useless, not that she could do much it was then champa had a great idea himself. with a smirk, he faced mezcal.

using sproadic movements, he teleported all around the area, surely to confuse the attacker. if mezcal didnt know where to aim, he couldn't fire it. but mezcals anger shouldnt be trifled with, his sight set on the planet's remains, betting on destroying that and getting the two caught in the blast. that's when champa knew he has to the strike.

appearing beside mezcal, seconds before he released the bomb, champa revealed his surprise; a small but volatile ki sphere fired from his finger tips and unlike its predecessors was not absorbed into the superior power. seconds before colliding it exploded next to mezcal, triggering the ki that mezcal formed to explode too, champa barely able to stop himself from getting blown away in the aftermath.

daimaku​:

arms were quick to block, but he felt his power dropping like a stone, cut in half and his stomach lurched in panic. blast seared flesh, too slow to dodge but he could handle a but of arm pain. champa peered from out behind his arms, up at mezcal and daiten. that quirk thing was pretty damn useful wasn’t it? she could still fight, but what about him? with that arm damaged they both stood a chance ( atleast champa hoped ).

he couldn’t stay far away like this. the advantage was clear if mezcal had enough space to create kj blasts to attack him with. slowly but surely his power was already recuperating, eyes focused on watching the two of them fight, since she was the only one who could at the moment.

but there was a reason shimura came to another universes aide. even with the damage he recieved, the power gap was pretty big and champa was worried that if he wasnt quick, he would simply just destroy her.

the moment he felt his power come back enough he rushed back at full speed, right when mezcal knocked her away, a blast of energy forming into his paw. champa rushed him from the front, fists reeled back before slamming against the top of mezcals head, but they needed a distraction.

rabid fire of energy shot or of his palms, but they were only good at minor injuries and picking up dust from his ruined planet. eyes darted to find daiten.

“go hide somewhere or something until theres an opening to bring him back! i can keep him distracted until your energy is replenished!”

mist    rises    to    destroy    dangerous    energies    before    it    could    harm    her        /        her   ki   wavering,        cut   off   and   unable   to   attack   in   retaliation   in   any   other   way   than   allowing   muscle   to   rot,        bringing   forth   more   destructive   wisps   of   blood   that   reaches   forth   to   destroy   his   next   attack   and   to   prevent   him   from   coming   closer.       

few   blows   are   exchanged,        each   caught   punch   pushing   her   back   and   each   punch   of   her   own   spreading   rot   through   his   limbs.       he   snarls,        the   taste   of   iron   at   the   back   of   his   throat.

she    needed    to    know    how    that    power    of    his    worked.        mezcal   seemed   to   grin   at   the   damage   she’d   done   to   herself   with   her   own   quirk,        taking   credit   for   the   blood   that   dripped     ——-     intended   for   it   to   kill    ;       attempt   only   lasted   so   long,       as   he   appears   behind   her   all   too   quickly,      hitting   his   elbow   against   the   back   of   her   neck   and   knocking   her   unconscious,       lasting   long   enough   for   her   to   be   thrown   to   the   remains   of   champas   planet   into   a   crater   that   catches   her   fall.

her    head    aches.       as   she   stumbles   to   her   feet   daiten   attempts   to   pull   up   a   barrier,       and   even   doing   so     ——-     a   blast   finds   its   way   through   it,       through   her   knee       /       it   collapses   under   her   weight,       forcing   her   to   kneel   and   to   bite   back   a   cry   of   pain       /       feels   her   ki   begin   to   return,       her   eyes   too   blurry   to   direct   the   mist   towards   mezcal,       destruction   spreading   from   her   hands   and   through   the   ground   instead   in   hopes   that   he’d   stepped   on   the   ground.

mezcal   kicked   daiten   away,       hissing   at   the   pain   that   came   from   even   being   in   contact   with   the   girl      /       energy   formed   in   his   paw,       but     ——-     he   registered   the   other   destroyer   lunging   at  him   to   attack   too   late,      a   punch   to   the   top   of   his   head   saving   the   girl   as   the   ki   blast   disappeared   as   he   reeled   back.

he   easily   bats   away   one   or   two   of   champas   attacks,       putting   up   a   barrier   that’s   quickly   destroyed   by   daiten   as   she   stands   just   to   retreat       /       a   large   ki   blast   forms   in   mezcals   paw,       anger   at   the   forefront   of   his   expression   as   he   watches   smaller   blasts   to   be   consumed   by   the   stronger   energy.

[daimaku]

arms were quick to block, but he felt his power dropping like a stone, cut in half and his stomach lurched in panic. blast seared flesh, too slow to dodge but he could handle a but of arm pain. champa peered from out behind his arms, up at mezcal and daiten. that quirk thing was pretty damn useful wasn't it? she could still fight, but what about him? with that arm damaged they both stood a chance ( atleast champa hoped ).

he couldn't stay far away like this. the advantage was clear if mezcal had enough space to create kj blasts to attack him with. slowly but surely his power was already recuperating, eyes focused on watching the two of them fight, since she was the only one who could at the moment.

but there was a reason shimura came to another universes aide. even with the damage he recieved, the power gap was pretty big and champa was worried that if he wasnt quick, he would simply just destroy her.

the moment he felt his power come back enough he rushed back at full speed, right when mezcal knocked her away, a blast of energy forming into his paw. champa rushed him from the front, fists reeled back before slamming against the top of mezcals head, but they needed a distraction.

rabid fire of energy shot or of his palms, but they were only good at minor injuries and picking up dust from his ruined planet. eyes darted to find daiten.

"go hide somewhere or something until theres an opening to bring him back! i can keep him distracted until your energy is replenished!"

daimaku​:

it was true, mezcal was stronger than him. champa never fought the guy, but the way his breath was robbed completely and knocked down to the broken ground, burning ki meeting him as well. an agonized scream ringing through the air.

damn it hurt, but champa was determined. claws scraped the earth, languid movements pulling him up when daiten managed to save his skin. damn it. he was older than them both, being outshined like this…

“hey! greenhorn! don’t think im out of the count yet!” chaotic energy formed between his hands, throwing it at the duo. not much at daiten, then it was more at mezcal, but at the moment he couldnt care less if she got caught in the blast.

seeing the attack coming his way, mezcal would of course dodge, even laugh that the other would put so much effort into a waste of an attack, but champa could only laugh.

“I told you, you’re green!” with a swipe of his hand, the attack came right back around, exploding after colliding with mezcal, attention quick to daiten.

“he’s wrecking my universe! you fix this now, do something!”

barriers    of    ki    and    destructive    ability    protect    the    younger    destroyer    from    the    blast,       just   within   the   few   mere   seconds   she’d   been   caught   in   the   crosshairs   of   the   energy      /      daiten   shoves   herself   backwards   away,      just   before   teleporting   besides   champa   and   glaring   at   him   for   the   act  ;      no    need    to    tear    him    apart    for    this,        when    mezcal    was    right    there.

but    he    was    right.       her   universe   had   been   damaged   too     ——-     if   she   brought   him   back   there     .  .  .      mezcal   yells   out   in   pain   when   the   blast   collides   with   his   back,      nearly   shoved   out   of   the   air   by   the   damaging   force,      his   flesh   searing.

daiten    seems    to    ignore    champas    wish.       merely   glancing   his   way,       inconvenienced   by   the   request.       just   a   few   more   moments,       promise.       /       she   appears   behind   mezcal,       catching   his   elbow   as   he   strikes   backwards   and   begins   to   turn   to   attack        /        she   strikes   at   his   back   at   the   lungs,        shoving   him   forward   and   allowing   him   the   break   he   needs   to   see   why   his   arm   struggled   to   move,       to   see   the   blood   dripping   from   his   elbow,       his   arm   nearly   useless   now

an   electricity   like   ki   blast   lashes   out   through   the   air   alongside   a   few   ki   blasts,       the   special   ability   cutting   off   both   destroyers   ability   to   use   energy   blasts.

“        don’t   act   like   you   can   beat   me    !        ”

[daimaku]

it was true, mezcal was stronger than him. champa never fought the guy, but the way his breath was robbed completely and knocked down to the broken ground, burning ki meeting him as well. an agonized scream ringing through the air.

damn it hurt, but champa was determined. claws scraped the earth, languid movements pulling him up when daiten managed to save his skin. damn it. he was older than them both, being outshined like this...

"hey! greenhorn! don't think im out of the count yet!" chaotic energy formed between his hands, throwing it at the duo. not much at daiten, then it was more at mezcal, but at the moment he couldnt care less if she got caught in the blast.

seeing the attack coming his way, mezcal would of course dodge, even laugh that the other would put so much effort into a waste of an attack, but champa could only laugh.

"I told you, you're green!" with a swipe of his hand, the attack came right back around, exploding after colliding with mezcal, attention quick to daiten.

"he's wrecking my universe! you fix this now, do something!"

daimaku​:

being insulted again, but the thought of getting killed…. throat felt dry as he swallowed. she was doing her job, but what kind of destroyer had to deal with stuff like this?! there was no way daiten could fight like this then, but champa moved to ask vados to move daiten away but before the worlds could leave his mouth, mezcal appeared in front of them.

instinctively, he flared his ki, a bubble like shield appearing around them. it had been awhile since he used much efforthe already feeling a bead of sweat down his brow. his barrier wasnt going to last under this onslaught, moving to look at daiten.

“damn it all… you’re no use like that! go with vados if you must, I’ll hold him off while you get healed!” he wasnt sure about this, but the moment there was an opening, he broke the shield. with a burst of speed, champa charged at mezcal, pulling his fist back for an earth shattering right hook.

being    healed    wasn’t    an    offer    daiten    could    afford    to    reject      :      the   fight   was   beginning,      a   growl   sounded   out   as   a   ki   barrier   raises   and   as   a   punch   was   thrown   just   to   be   caught.       his   claws   dig   into   the   destroyers   fist,      a   knee   lifting   to   sharply   shove   against   champas   stomach.

mezcal   held   his   hands   together,       fists   slamming   into   the   back   of   champas   neck,       throwing   him   downwards   and   sending   a   ki   blast   after   him,      trying   to   keep   an   opening   from   appearing   again.      he   scoffs,        ”        aren’t   destroyers   supposed   to   be   stronger   than   this    ?        ”

“        vados,      please.        ”        she   hadn’t   needed   to   ask.      the   angel   tilts   her   staff   towards   daiten   with   an   ever   still   eerie,      indifferent   smile,      a   barrier   formed   between   the   two   and   the   fight   to   defend   from   mezcal   and   champas   attacks.        there’s   a   light   that   encompasses   the   younger   destroyer,       healing   life   threatening   injuries   easily.

 the   barrier   disappears,       and   daiten   lunges   back   into   battle.       appearing   besides   mezcal   quickly   and   diverting   another   energy   blast,       sending   it   away   as   the   air   seems   to   twist,       the   universe   itself   continuing   to   threaten   to   shatter.

[daimaku]

" you would've done better in the fight if you had trained more, champa. " /learnedkai

"WHY DIDN'T YOU HELP ME, VADOS?! YOU NEVER HELP ME WITH ANYTHING, I WANT A NEW ANGEL!" that damn daiten, that girl getting close enough to grab onto mezcal and teleport quickly to her universe before he could retaliate. which left champa back on his broken world with his angel. he couldnt help but wonder about daitens safety.... he shook his head clean of the thought, waving his hand dismissively.

"arent you gonna fix the planet atleast?! i can't do it all myself!"

@learnedkai

[daimaku]

being insulted again, but the thought of getting killed.... throat felt dry as he swallowed. she was doing her job, but what kind of destroyer had to deal with stuff like this?! there was no way daiten could fight like this then, but champa moved to ask vados to move daiten away but before the worlds could leave his mouth, mezcal appeared in front of them.

instinctively, he flared his ki, a bubble like shield appearing around them. it had been awhile since he used much efforthe already feeling a bead of sweat down his brow. his barrier wasnt going to last under this onslaught, moving to look at daiten.

"damn it all... you're no use like that! go with vados if you must, I'll hold him off while you get healed!" he wasnt sure about this, but the moment there was an opening, he broke the shield. with a burst of speed, champa charged at mezcal, pulling his fist back for an earth shattering right hook.

daimaku​:

anger quickly dropped to something akin to fear and shock; how could he so easily push away his hakai?! before he could make another move, daiten teleported them away. and seeing the damage that was left of his home, his jaw was left agape.

“my planet! how are we going to get rid of him?!” he couldn’t believe he had to work together with her, but he didnt want to die, much less more damage to be done to his home.

but then, he took note on just how hurt daiten actually was. she was trying to fight like that?!

“what are you doing still up, anyway?! don’t you think you should try and hide?!”

“        running   away,       are   you,       shimura    ?        ”        mezcal   could’ve   laughed   at   the   cowardly   sight,       but   he   simply   tucks   one   arm   behind   his   back   in   true   destroyer   fashion,      balancing   another   attack   at   his   fingertip   of   the   other   arm.

“        i’m    doing    my    job.        ”        daiten   grit   her   teeth,        replying   just   as   vados   appeared   at   champas   side,      untouched   by   the   explosion.        she    wipes    away    the    blood    at    her    lips,       trying   to   ignore   the   taste   of   iron,      feels   her   ki   wavering   again        ”        i’m   sorry,      i   should’ve   gone   to   someone   stronger,      but   if   i   leave   he   won’t   follow,      he’ll   just   kill   you.        ”

mezcal    appears    closer    this    time,      teleporting   mere   feet   away   before   splitting   the   larger   ki   blast   apart,      sending   a   mass   amount   of   energy   blasts   at   the   duo.

[daimaku]

anger quickly dropped to something akin to fear and shock; how could he so easily push away his hakai?! before he could make another move, daiten teleported them away. and seeing the damage that was left of his home, his jaw was left agape.

"my planet! how are we going to get rid of him?!" he couldn't believe he had to work together with her, but he didnt want to die, much less more damage to be done to his home.

but then, he took note on just how hurt daiten actually was. she was trying to fight like that?!

"what are you doing still up, anyway?! don't you think you should try and hide?!"

daimaku​:

though confusion was still lit up on his face, energy blasts put him right on alert. listening to daiten, champa was still coming to gripes with the matter at hand, but mezcals appearance really did seal the deal.

“HUH?! WHAT DID YOU SAY?!” insulted right to his face! unforgivable! without thinking or caring of daitens warning, champa moved to push her aside, allowing his free hand to hold up a large hakai ball, throwing it at the attacker.

daiten    winced    as    she    was    pushed    to    the    side,      her   injuries   stinging   and   even   the   small   force   making   her   stumble   slightly.        ”        champa    ——-        ”        she   tries   to   warn   him   again,      as   he   held   up   the   orb   of   hakai   and   threw   it   at   the   enemy.

with    little    effort,      with    even    a    smile,        mezcal   catches   the   powerful   orb,      holding   it   in   his   palm   at   first,      constricting   its   size   and   balancing   the   blast   on   the   tip   of   his   finger.        ”        try   again.        ”        with   that,        he   pushed   the   blast   back   towards   both   of   the   destroyers.

daiten   teleports   them   both   out   of   the   way,       not   taking   any   chance   of   being   destroyed,       allowing   half   of   champas   planet   to   turn   to   dust   when   the   blast   meets   it;        ”        hakai   doesn’t   work.       i’ve   already   tried.        ”

[daimaku]

though confusion was still lit up on his face, energy blasts put him right on alert. listening to daiten, champa was still coming to gripes with the matter at hand, but mezcals appearance really did seal the deal.

"HUH?! WHAT DID YOU SAY?!" insulted right to his face! unforgivable! without thinking or caring of daitens warning, champa moved to push her aside, allowing his free hand to hold up a large hakai ball, throwing it at the attacker.

@daimaku​     /     continued.

she    should    have    gone    elsewhere        (        liquiir   was   stronger,      right    ?        )        an   energy   blast   signals   that   it   was   too   late   to   simply   escape   right   away,      left   with   a   choice   of   leaving   champa   to   fight   the   foe   alone   or   to   fight   her   own   battles.

this    time    an    energy    blast    aims    for    champa    instead    of    daiten        /        and   this   time   a   barrier   of   blood   and   mist   destroys   the   ki   before   it   could   reach   the   older   destroyer.        ”        another   trainee   that   manche   didn’t   kill.      he   wants   to   kill   the   rest   of   the   destroyers.      i’m   sorry,       it   was   this   or     ——-        ” 

daiten    stops    talking    as    mezcal    steps    forth,        ever   calm   and   cocky   as   he   chooses   to   mock   both   of   them,        ”        of    all    the    people    you   could   run   to,      you   choose   a   destroyer    weaker    than   even   manche     ?      i   commend   you   for   your   complete   and   utter   idiocy.        ”

[daimaku]

two new energy signatures appear on champas planet ; as daiten bolts towards the other destroyer, searching for help, " okay listen, i'm sorry, he killed manche and i need help and i'll pay you back, please ! " to mr champa ...

a peaceful day ruined by the new destroyer, her sudden appearance almost caused the destroyer to spill his ramen. champa glared at the young girl, far more angry about that then manches death. however, manche was stronger than him...

"what are you on about?! no way, get to your own universe! don't you try bringing that trouble here! who are you talking about?!"

@veroxins

[daimaku]

" i apologize for cerriacs behavior. i will make him do better, lord cooler. " /highcaste

"what a bother... " speaking out of turn, questioning his authority... treason in the making. a crime punishable by death. aspara was quick to stop the savage saiyan in his tracks, gripping it tightly. the pain was enough to knock him unconscious, cooler wondered if he should kill him now while he slept, but her words were quick to interrupt the act.

coolers eyes narrowed; why should he even bother with keeping the weakling alive? compared to the rest, cerriacs power paled in comparison. but he would hate to destroy the potential aspara had so early if their bond meant anything. maybe that was good enough to keep them BOTH in line. with a sigh, he lowered his guard, instead walking past both her and him.

"I'll be merciful for now. for your sake, he better remember his place."

@highcaste

[daimaku]

" the mission's completed. " aspara gave her mission report, her arms folded behind her back, standing straight, in a respectful, soldier like manner despite what the mission put her and cerriac through --- a near death situation that made her wonder if he had purposely tried to kill them. " do you need anything else ? " /highcaste

no wonder frieza had such trouble with these damn apes. stone cold face watched aspara come in, already having been alerted by salza earlier that they returned. and survived. damn it all, they really were a resilient species, but then again the pair really had gotten their work ethic. cooler didn't have to waste any valuable strength.

perhaps he would keep them around for awhile, until they got too problematic for him to handle that was.

"good job. i knew you would be able to handle it." nothing to imply he was sending them on a suicide mission, no need for any outrage yet. cooled turned away, dismissive with the report in.

"no, that'll be all. feel free to go to your quarters."

@highcaste

[daimaku]

" hey ! what are you doing ? let them go ! " to mr afo ...

hand wrapped tightly around the poor fighters face, feeling their life be drained at his fingers, their power easily becoming his. the world no longer needed fighters with power like his, they would only get in the way. daitens voice pierced his ears, but it was already too late for them at this point. hands that once tried to pry rough fingers off their face, limply fell to the side.

"hm?" all for one did as he was told, letting the corpse fall to the ground in front of him with a thud. grey orbs watched the new challenger; a mere child, nothing to him. he stepped over the body, walking towards daiten.

"and just who are you? is there something you need, child?"

@veroxins

[daimaku]

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ha! she was underestimating the mighty gotenks?! oh he would make her pay dearly for that! the young boy laughed loudly, rubbing under his nose.

"alright, sure! but you better not start crying like a baby when you lose!" and suddenly gotenks was off, a burst of energy as the fused child rushed to circle the entire earth.

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