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Post by BZA on Oct 10, 2018 1:29:37 GMT
SONS OF PLUNDER
DIRGE
Type: Plot Winner: TBD Summary: M'sondaa on a quest to attain Fame, Ascension Points and Traits runs into another Hero. This meeting sees his adversary attempt to arrest him. Thus, he responds in a manner typical of Fang Emissaries. Hero vs Villain, who will win in this sizzling match up? Doesn't matter as long as the rewards come. Terrain: Train Station Range: 10 Meters |
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Post by Luther on Oct 10, 2018 1:49:46 GMT
Sakazuki is traveling on his way from dawn university do china town to help reduce the violent crime rate in the town, he is dressed in his formal traditional battle clothing with his white colored cap fitted on his head and light colored flower-patterned shirt unbuttoned along with his katana attached to his side. He travels to the train station and wanders to himself ''why has the rate of crime gone up?'' ''is there a person or perhaps a gang that is making it unsafe for people?''. He hears the train station employee shout out loud into the microphone informing travelers the train is stopping at china town at which point akainu takes his bag and is ready to go to his hotel he booked in china town.
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Post by BZA on Oct 10, 2018 2:16:20 GMT
M'sondaa fresh of a series of nerfs walked about Chinatown contemplating his situation. In recent months the harbinger of Kisooma had grown self aware of his dwindling capabilities. Electromagnetism was the lifeline of existence. Thus, whomever possessed it was indubitable. Yet, his current mastery was pharmaceutical. A manufactured attempt at evoking the quirks alleged might. Thus, the villain was feeling conflicted. How could he claim to be the architect of chaos if abilities much weaker relative to his could outmatch him. As it were the African had decided to take some time off from Chinatown. A change of scenery would help clear his mind. Thus, as he rushed down the steps of a train terminal he tried to stay positive.
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Post by Luther on Oct 10, 2018 2:35:41 GMT
Akainu with his two heavy bags packed with food and clothes on his hands which he took to accompany him on his journey along with a map of china town which he is using to find his hotel notices a man coming down the stairs, the man was tall in stature and looked to be young, most likely in his teens or twenties akainu had estimated. He notices something strange with the man and begins to think he has seen him before, somewhere but is not sure. ''Where have i seen this face?'' he says to himself still thinking and then it finally comes to him it was in the heroes association organized crime class where one of the professors warned him about a man named mssonda of the fang. To confirm his suspicions he drops his bags from his hands and screams at the man ''stop right there M'sondaa of the fang, i will not let you continue to commit crimes, surrender and i might decide to take it easy on you''
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Post by BZA on Oct 10, 2018 2:53:19 GMT
Chinatown's train terminal had been relatively vacant. Its desolateness adding to the melancholic emotions the African was trying to stifle. Nonetheless it was due to its emptiness that a sudden declaration had echoed within the space. A crystal clear demand arising several meters ahead of Duma. The African had observed the man who'd called out to him. An elderly gentleman sporting Hawaiin fashion and expensive suits. Strange, Duma had not intimate knowledge of his as he did of he. Though, such trivialities didn't seem to matter as the man's tone was unbecoming. "Sir I've never met much less know who you are. The fact you even suggest I surrender is laughable. Who are you?"
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Post by Luther on Oct 10, 2018 3:03:00 GMT
''Dont play games with me idiot! Are you not the thug M'sondda of the fang? I will not allow you to commit crimes and harass china town citizens!'' akainu says this in a loud voice screaming back at the man after he laughs and refuses to give in to his demand to surrender. ''I am a hero and i am going to arrest you'' akainu says in a lower pitched voice no longer screaming and more relaxed, he knew the possibility of him fighting his opponent had gone up exponentially and was aware that a hot head and angry heart is no way for a hero to act, this is particular true in fights against criminals.
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Post by BZA on Oct 10, 2018 3:30:49 GMT
As the man spoke M'sondaa completed his descend down the flight of stairs. The harbinger of Kisooma couldn't place the man's personality. His appearance and proclivity to outburst suggested mobster affiliations. Yet his claim to best him hinted at the possibility of heroism. Whatever those before him regardless of origin were enemies of his. Rooting himself onto the ground, M'sondaa crossed his arms and angled himself forward as he gazed the man down. First head to toe then circling back as he had started. " You're privy to my name, faction and organization. Still your believe you've got enough of a chance or claim to ALLOW me anything. C'mon then you know I won't come in easily so lets get on with it"
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Post by Luther on Oct 10, 2018 3:52:49 GMT
Hearing what M'sondaa of the fang said it was clear to akainu he was not going to surrender and come with him without force. Akainu would have loved to not engage in subduing the man with force as he was tired from his long journey but he knew that it was something that he could no longer run from, his lust of blood began to grow as he takes of his white cap. He uses his magma quirk him to control molten lava and creates two large rhinos made out of hot lava running towards the criminal.
''You could have avoided this if you allowed me to take you without force'' akainu says in distaste that he has to fight after a long journey.
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Post by BZA on Oct 10, 2018 4:17:13 GMT
The opponent wasted no effort in commencing their battle. As the man's physique metamorphosed into molten lava, M'sondaa resumed his normal posture. "Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes" he chimed un-apologetically. The pockets of civilians that had existed scattered away. Thus, as the man manifested his molten constructs, the two were alone. Nevertheless, M'sondaa wasn't of a habit of controlling his abilities. Nor showing concern for the safety of the common man. As such he'd stretched his hand and erected an house sized electromagnetic force-field. Its gamma properties matching the magma's destructiveness. Whilst its magnetic element stopping the rhinos dead in their tracks and violently dissipating them. After which M'sondaa would push his hand forward and sent the barrier as an explosive wave towards the man.
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Post by Luther on Oct 10, 2018 4:32:30 GMT
''He blocked My beautiful magma rhinos?'' akainu says with a smirk and grin on his face knowing the opponent is strong and will not be beaten easily. He observes as the man makes an electromagnetic field which defends against his rhinos and is now heading towards him. '' You are strong but not as powerful as me'' he says angrily as he raises raises up his long arm shirt to his elbow and creates a large and massive wave of magma in the shape of a dog head. He sends it towards the electromagnetic field to prevent it from being a threat to him while also attacking the opponent.
This might get tricky!
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Post by BZA on Oct 10, 2018 4:46:59 GMT
This battle between M'sondaa and his assailant was picking pace. Emotions were running rampant and the elder gentleman had burst out fretfully. His confidence in his abilities reminding M'sondaa of himself before the nerfs. To counter his force fields the man had unleashed a hellhound. Its molten properties burning through his own attack and snarling its way towards him. The architect of chaos immediate reaction was to erect a gigantic magnetic arm. Allowing the mutt into its confines before snapping his palms shuts. The man's quirk possessed an inherent affinity to heat and Duma decided to increase the layering the electromagnetic concentrate. Once the man's magma dog was reduced to nothing more than rock, M'sondaa used his gigantic arm to punch at him.
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Post by Luther on Oct 10, 2018 5:04:48 GMT
Akainu notices m'sondaa of the fang create an arm that is electromagnetic in nature which he uses to defend against his dogs and which is coming towards him. He reacts quickly and raises his two hands in the air above him and creates 10 large magma fists which he controls individually. He sends eight of the magma fists towards the target from all directions and the other two to nullify his electro magnetic arm preventing it from getting close to him.
This is getting interesting! Can you escape from this technique? akainu says in jest thinking the man is all but done for and the battle is over.
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Post by BZA on Oct 10, 2018 5:27:00 GMT
Despite, demonstrating a fraction of his powers Chinatown's underground was rocked with the exchange between the two. M'sondaa had chuckled as his opponent produced magnetic first. This man was really trying to complete. As more of his attacks appeared around him Duma matched the man's tempo. Swiftly emitting several electrical lances each positioned to align with the dripping molten fist. The harbinger fire his sparking projectiles and neutralize the man's attack. Ripping them with a frequency element so powerful it split his attacks into pieces. Far from done, the African completed his barrage by raining down a shower of light.
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Post by Luther on Oct 10, 2018 5:41:53 GMT
''Impressive, this kid is talented'' akainu says with a noticeably smile on his face as he got more excited knowing his opponent was not easy and he can not hold back. He slams his palms together to creates a massive defensive wall of magma to defend himself against the electromagnetic projectiles coming towards him.
''I cant defeat this man in long range'' akainu says as he infuses magma into his katana and launches towards the man full speed with the intent of cutting his legs and arms in an attempt to restrain him. He launches his sword towards the direction of his opponent limbs which will melt it and burn it severely if it hits him and preventing him from evading capture.
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Post by BZA on Oct 10, 2018 5:57:39 GMT
M'sondaa enemy had grown tired perhaps frustrated at the nature of their battle. "That more like it," he'd goaded as the man shifted towards close quarters. The man had taken to rushing him and Duma obliged his fascination. However, as he dashed out he noticed the man reach out and supplement his katana. Cautious of the edged blade, Msondaa produced magnetic blades. Elongating them from his two meters from forearms. Once close to his enemy, the man attempted to slash him. However, Duma would swing his left arm diagonally and stop the man's initial attack. Following up with a vertical swing of his arm. Intent on slashing him in half.
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