Neuff is with Katre... or rather, Katre is working on buying herself brand new weapons, while Neuff stand there, arms folded.
"Who's watching you ?!"
"Deut, from afar."
"Why are you back ?!"
"To fight Troa."
"Do you feel bad about beating me up ?"
"Not when you're pestering me."
"Do you think that I'm close to forgiving you ?"
"Don't care."
Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitter"Ha!"
Junior rolls over and whips its tail around.
"Hm… ho, shit. I haven't actually seen Troa in… months. I guess I plan to fool her with photoshop doesn't mean that much anymore… It'd be more suspicious if I showed up 'ready to work' after a solid two months of not saying hi."
"Junior! Speak!"
Junior squirms, and spews some garbled mechanical gibberish.
"Hm… better than nothing, I guess."
/\。。/\"Eh, suit yourself. I, for one, welcome the prospect of having what (I'm going to damn well turn into) the most powerful megamutant on the wastes as my kid."
It flies over and rams into him.
"Right, fine, I'll convert you into a more humanoid body, don't get huffy."
"Help with what…? Ho, is the confrontation with Troa finally happening?! I have to get my Blink Cannon!"
/\。。/\"Y'all are racist."
"Okay, first of all, fighting her as a Primal might not save me but it'd be a hell of a lot better than trying to fight her in base. Second off, Primal doesn't actually change my hair color. Thirdly, if transformations don't save me, respawn probably will. And if it doesn't, I have life insurance."
He starts searching his inventory.
"You used to work with her, right? Do you think she could be taken out by… say… the explosion caused by the annihilation of ten kilograms of antimatter?"
/\。。/\"I don't fucking care about the transformation, just don't be an useless weight." says Katre, raising her hand to cut him off mid sentence.
Katre shrugs.
"If she goes all out ? No." says Katre. "And she'll grab that cannon afterwards, shove it up your ass and click the trigger until it goes dry."
Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitterIt lets her pet it, not being able to tell the difference between her and Ninth.
It burbles.
Oca T Ps back in holding a small blocky machine with both hands.
"All right, I couldn't find a powerful one on a short notice, but this thing should still be about as effective as a strongish energy blast."
It doesn't appear to have a bullet hole.
/\。。/\"I know, but she is the third strongest of us. Stuff that wounded one of us could perhaps only slow her down."
She fold her arms.
"Going by what I saw of your people, the "Saiyans", even Diez could probably get the better of a stage one golden form. Troa could probably kill that ugly ass monkey form."
Katre spits on the ground.
"And she'd be doing us all a service, yuck."
Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitter"Well, this is a surprise." , the voice of Hisoka rings in the area. If they look around, they'll see him sitting on a nearby sidewalk, holding a few cards, eyes focused on Katre and mouth formed in his usual grin.
"I honestly thought they wouldn't let you come back here."
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay."Ho hello there, fucking clown." says Katre, pulling a gun towards him. "I'm glad that you came back to die !"
Neuff grabs said gun and bend its barrel very casually.
"You can't strike against him unless he attacks."
She look up to Hisoka and raise her hand in a boxing stance.
"I can give you a fight if that's what you want."
Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitter"That probably just means it ain't strong enough. If I amp it up enough, the effects should still be the same."
"Geez, did you get up on the wrong side of the bed this morning? Both of you?"
He notcies Hisoka.
"Who's that?"
Zelerie Junior slithers up to him and greets him with a meow.
edited 13th May '18 10:40:29 AM by Rbade
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The Nuclearverse, Chaotic Mythic Hells, near the former site of Yggdrasil
Middler should find his teleportation to by heavily resisted by the natural structure of the universe itself. Though, considering how powerful he is, he gets through anyways.
Middler appears in a hellscape corrupted and warped by a nature defying force. On the distant ground below, two armies clash: one heavily mechanized and filled with bright sources of ki electricity, the other basically if Chaos and the Tyranids were a single faction. Both armies are composed of trillions of soldiers and billions of war machines.
In the air, more powerful daemons take the place as counterparts to the kaidom's powerful technologies, acting as wmds and annihilating thousands of soldiers at a time.
More powerful ki fighters and vehicle drivers rampage throughout the battlefield on the ground, going toe-to-toe with minor daemons and slaughtering Null Tiers and broo. Every soldier has a gun or a sword.
Four fighters stand out.
An absolutely monstrous version of Majin Buu, reminiscient of his kid form, is whaling on a particularly powerful X Tier. Sensing his ki, he should appear to be around four hundred times as powerful as Middler was back in the fight.
A bulky robot firing monstrously large blasts of counterchaos energy, smiting dozens of daemons at a time and mechanically flying off to destroy more.
A small blip of energy, a single person, taking on several SS Tiers. Her attacks don't seem to do that much to them, but they are all magic and counterchaos infused, and she never, ever seems to get hit.
And Kakarotto, flying above it all, smiting powerful daemons in a form that absolutely dwarfs what he was using in the previous fight. It appears to be a fusion of God, Super Saiyan 4, MAX Power, Super Saiyan 3, and Ultra Instinct. Though, this could hardly be made out amidst the light coming from him.
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