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Post by Beruto on Nov 26, 2019 4:52:08 GMT -8
It was true, Beruto had quite the ego and it was starting to look like he might have actually bitten off slightly more than he could chew in choosing to leave himself open. His taunt worked a little too well and while he laid beneath her intruding boot, seemingly defeated and yet defiant, she flew into a rage, renewing her attack on his exposed midsection. Stretched out as he was on the ground, with his arms haphazardly flopped up over his head, the shirtless boy's already weakened stomach was left completely vulnerable and his enraged opponent zeroed right back in on it.
STOMP!
"Uuughhh!... Oh shit..." Beruto gasped as the first boot in the renewed attack came down and sank easily into his visibly impressive but now obviously useless abdominal muscles.
THUD!
"Aaaghhh!... Crap..." Another boot to his stomach and another gasp of lost air and pain from the shirtless, muscular boy.
THUD!... THUD!... THUD!...
Each boot that came down, smashed without resistance into the downed teen's guts, leaving him gagging from the impact and pounding his already aching innards. If the winged cosplay girl was not completely blinded by her rage it should now be completely obvious to her that she had located a huge hole in the tank like boy's armor. His defenses were strong everywhere except for his stomach and in letting his ego out to play a little he'd left his weakness completely vulnerable. Now between each boot to his smashed guts, the red haired boy was letting out a pained moan, no longer looking nearly as confident. Indeed, as boot after boot plunged into him, Beruto's expression shifted first from a cocky smirk, to one of utter shock and now his eyes were half closed, his head lolled back against the pavement as drool started to run out of his gaping mouth. He knew it was a mistake to leave himself open now, he'd underestimated both his opponent's strength and the criticallilty of his peculiar weakness, and if his opponent kept this up, he was as going to pass out.
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Post by Moth Violet on Nov 28, 2019 22:36:33 GMT -8
Shipping Dark Ki (Part 8) "Will the darkness free me, consume me or destroy me? The question remains as I meld my masters resurrection"
"Whats wrong, where did all that bravado go?" She taunted him as she would attempt to kick him one more time into a tumble away from her with an evil smirk walking away from him feeling somewhat drained from all the combat she would turn again like a moth to the flame to the dark ki that had been coming off the ship memorial. "Is there any left?" She said walking as she started to feel strange sensation all over her body feeling drained, "hey I don't feel right...." she said as the fatigue of combat started to catch up with 16 year old's ordinary body that had been fueled by her dark magika powers beyond its normal physical ability. "You must have burned up your powers draining the dark ki from that monument and fighting that boy!" Her master said in her mind as Moth Violet's eyes widened realizing he was right she felt like she wouldn't be able to hold her transformation much longer. "Tch, how? I absorbed dark energy didn't I?" she replied to her master in her mind and if Beruto was still down on the ground her would glance back at him fearing that the tough boy may still want to fight. If he was still down she would quickly run for the ship monument pressing her hands against it the stone structure would start to burn in black opaque flames drawn to Moth Violet as she sweated beads. "Your body is still not used to the power boost, I told you to finish him boy! What if he gets back up?" Her master said in her conscious. "Shut up! Shut up!" She said as she started to hear sirens. (West City Police) "Dispatch this is unite 47 we are arriving on scene now to a report of a disturbance at the Departure Ship Memorial" The West City police officer said speaking into his radio moving onto the scene"No not now!? The police!" She said realizing her ki sphere must have caused enough noise to get the West City Police called to investigate. "I can't go to jail! My parents will kill me," She thought to herself as she would go all in attempting to beat the clock of draining the last of the negative energy and rushing away if everything went to plan before the West City Police arrived on scene of that stubborn well built ginger boy stopped her.
Word Count: 451Total Word Count: 3,894Writers Comments:Writers Notes: Tags: Beruto Color Codes: Moth Violet; Moth Yokai.
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Post by Beruto on Nov 29, 2019 6:00:36 GMT -8
'This is it, I'm going to get my butt kicked by a girl...' Beurto thought as he laid there, absorbing boot after boot into his weakened stomach. 'I shouldn't have left myself open like that, I should have just gotten up and finished the fight. One good punch would have done it. But no, just had to go and see if she would take advantage if you left yourself open, well great going dumb ass, now she's turning your guts into pudding.' the teen berated himself as his aching, sweat coated, athletic body convulsed with another boot to his all but destroyed midsection. Then all of a sudden, the relentless stomping of his middle stopped and she taunted him. It was true, he'd let that bravado get the better of him, opened up the weakness he full well knew of and she wrecked him with it. All he could do was lay there and moan in response to her taunt, which earned him a swift kick in the side, sending the shirtless boy rolling a few times until he came to a stop once more on his back.
She hadn't finished him, she could have, it would have been easy at this point, but she had evidently chosen not too. Perhaps it was out of mercy, or more like because she wanted him awake to suffer the throbbing, strength sapping ache washing through his innards. In either case, Beruto laid there for a few more moments, gasping for breath while the winged cosplay girl busied herself with what ever vandalism she was planning to inflict upon the memorial. He could hear faint sirens in the distance, had someone seen what was going on and called the police? 'Oh great, that's the last thing I need, someone videoing this with a cell phone and posting it.' the shirtless teen thought, caring more that he was getting his butt handed to him that actually preventing the potential crime in progress. 'Ok, get up, lets see if we can turn this around.' he mentally added and rolled himself first up onto his hands and knees, then shakily hauled himself to his feet.
"Oy! Girly!" the shirtless boy shouted. "I'm not done with you yet." he added and started to walk towards her, trying to look as strong and confident as his obliterated core would allow him.
Word Count: 393.
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Post by Moth Violet on Nov 29, 2019 22:05:31 GMT -8
Shipping Dark Ki (Part 9) "Will the darkness free me, consume me or destroy me? The question remains as I meld my masters resurrection"
The growing sirens of the police cars were drowned out by the young boy speaking to her once again. "Oy! Girly!" the shirtless boy shouted. "I'm not done with you yet." "What? No way...WHY WONT YOU STAY DOWN!" She shouted looking back at him as she finally absorbed all the dark ki from the monument. She was stunned wide eyed looking at Beruto as she seemed to have recovered, she knew if she had taken all those hits even with her dark magika powers she would not be able to shake them off like that, just how tough was he really and did she have enough power left over to stop him before the police arrived? It frustrated her as she cliched her fists and took a step towards him, she was angry she had never fought anybody who could just shrug off her attacks in her moth girl form but then her master spoke up once again. "No, you're done! You have the gathered the dark ki, leave now before it's too late!" He advised. (Moth Violet) "Damn that guy!" She hissed looking ready to fight, but the sound of police cars pulling up and her master's orders made her reason flood back into her mind. She started to turn ready to run away if Beruto didn't stop her the moth girl villianess would dart away at a faster speed away from the ship memorial and West City Police. She wasn't sure how long she could hold the Moth Violet transformation and she had zero faith in doing anything in her normal form as Dahlia which was just her normal self who would likely freak out at the prospect of doing anything this dangerous. Word Count: 331Total Word Count: 4,225Writers Comments:Writers Notes: Tags: Beruto ; Color Codes: Moth Violet ; Moth Yokai.
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Post by Beruto on Nov 30, 2019 16:36:23 GMT -8
Walking towards the purple haired cosplay girl and trying to resist the urge to hold his aching stomach, Beruto could hear the sirens closing in and saw that she was once again doing something... strange to the monument. His shout got her attention though and he couldn't help but grin as she reacted with astonishment that he was once again on his feet and challenging her. "Because you didn't finish the job. You had me there and... Hey wait!" the shirtless boy was saying until his winged opponent took off down the street on foot. "Are you kidding me?" he asked rhetorically and started to give chase, though his own pace was measurably slower owing to his weakened state and the continuous throbbing of his internal organs.
Pursuing the purple haired girl down the block and into an alley way, Beruto knew he couldn't match her speed in his condition, but there were plenty of things he could throw at her to slow her down as well. One such item which made it's self handily available was a trash can lid, which the shirtless teen plucked up and launched like a discus, intending to bean the fleeing girl in the back. By this point his chivalrous rule about not hitting girls was out the window, she'd proven to not only be dangerous but had nearly knocked him out, so a little fisticuffs with a member of the fairer sex was no longer considered unfair. With any hope the trash can lid would hit it's mark and send the girl tumbling to the ground, giving Beruto time to close on her.
Word Count: 270.
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Post by Moth Violet on Dec 2, 2019 23:37:10 GMT -8
Shipping Dark Ki (Part 10) "Will the darkness free me, consume me or destroy me? The question remains as I meld my masters resurrection"
Moth Violet had though she had got away as she heard him cursing that she would just dart off but now that she had collected the dark ki she had no real need to stay and risk getting in deep trouble by the muscular ginger fighter or the West City Police. "Good I think I am in the cle......Ahhhhh!!!!!!" She shouted as she felt a pain as she was hit in her back hard causing her eyes widened from the painful shock of pain, then she tumbled over with the trash lid as it gave a loud metal clanging noise as the moth girl rolled to a painful halt. (Moth Violet) "Ouch......." She thought to herself in a confused daze face first in the ground groaning in pain "Get up Moth Violet! Get up!" The voice of an angry Moth Yokai yelled into her mind, but Moth Violet was too stunned and disoriented from the violent high speed tumble to really come out of her downed stunned state before she rolled on her back. Poof!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
All of a sudden Moth Violet seemed to explode in a smoke of dissipating demon aura that faded revealing a purple haired girl in a school uniform that looked a bit different from the moth girl foe he had been fighting now as Dahlia her normal persona. The girl would just lay there rubbing her head with her palm, it was like she was coming out of a vivid dream as she started to realize that she was still in danger her purple eyes would open with dread thinking about the relentless ginger boy. Word Count: 322Total Word Count: 4,547Writers Comments:Writers Notes: Tags: Beruto ; Color Codes: Moth Violet ; Moth Yokai.
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Post by Beruto on Dec 4, 2019 18:18:34 GMT -8
From his vantage point at the open end of the alley, Beruto watched as the trash can lit soared down the length of the confined space and hit his target dead on. The metal lid made a tinny sound like that of a pair of cymbals being crashed together, except that in this particular case it was only one cymbal and it was colliding with the fleeing cosplay girl's back. The strike was even more successful than the shirtless teen could have hoped for, as he was planning only to get her attention and slow her down long enough for him to catch up. What happened was completely different however, when the trash can lid struck, it hit her hard enough to send the purple haired girl tumbling to the ground. Seeing the fantastic success of the strike, Beruto broke once more into a run, at least as fast as he could manage anyway, and closed on the downed girl. As he approached however the purple haired cosplay girl seemed to erupt in a cloud of smoke, which brought the shirtless teen to a halt just yards away, not intending to be caught up in a trap if that was indeed what was going on.
After a few moments the smoke cleared and the boy's bright red eyes went wide with surprise. His opponent, the purple haired, moth winged cosplay girl had somehow been replaced by a very confused looking school girl. “Www... What the hell just happened?” he he asked, more to himself than the girl. Judging by the way she was rubbing her head, she was probably just as confused as to what happened as the boy was. Did the cosplay girl have some sort of weird teleporting ability and simply traded places with this girl? If so, she could be anywhere in the city now. Taking a moment to look around to make sure that he wasn't about to be attacked from above or behind, the shirtless boy approached the rest of the way to the downed girl and stopped just beside her, looking down at her a little confused.
“Are you ok?” he asked, and reached down, offering her his hand to help her up.
Word Count: 369.
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Post by Moth Violet on Dec 9, 2019 1:06:52 GMT -8
Shipping Dark Ki (Part 11) "Will the darkness free me, consume me or destroy me? The question remains as I meld my masters resurrection"
Moth Violet was now Dahlia in her school clothes, her magika form has vanished with the fading dark smoke as the girl rubbed her eyes like she had come out of a long sleep and was piecing together her dream of her actions as her alter ego. Her purple eyes blinked as she looked seeing Beruto and flinched back scared for a moment as all her memories of Moth Violet came back to her.
"W-what am I gonna do?" She thought to herself as the boy asked if she was okay and lend his hand to her.
It was strange because the boy was now so friendly as she felt pain in her back and cringed in pain remembering the crash can lid hitting her from behind. "Ouch," she said as she raised her hand feeling for some strange reason that she could trust him, after all he didn't seem all that bad even when they were fighting with her shadow self of Moth Violet gone her nice real balanced self even a bit scared grabbed his hand.
"Thanks..." she said putting on a nervous smile not knowing what would happen next, all she knew was there was no way she could defeat him now as her normal self. Now the school girl Dahlia stood with the shirtless tank of a boy Beruto as the police cars could be heard in the distance investigating the ship memorial in the far distance. She would just stand there waiting for him to speak did she know she was Moth Violet? Would he turn her over to the police? She had no idea and she was wondering if her master had some secret technique or power that could get her outta this if she was in deep trouble, but knowing how little her master could do anything but astro project like a ghost or just speak to her she really doubted it....
Word Count: 363Total Word Count: 4,910Writers Comments:Writers Notes: Tags: Beruto ; Color Codes: Moth Violet ; Moth Yokai.
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Post by Beruto on Dec 9, 2019 18:30:21 GMT -8
Having offered his hand to the school uniform clad girl on the ground, Beruto could see she was confused, first trying to process what had happened to her and then his offer of a hand up. The confusion seemed to confirm one of the shirtless teen's hypothesis', that the purple haired, moth winged cosplay girl had somehow managed to swap places with this young lady. Also both his quarry and this young lady shared the same hair color, height, and build, the two were completely different as far as their personalities went. Physical similarities aside, the two could not have been more different in temperament, one with a bad attitude and penchant for turning guy's innards into pudding, as both Beruto and the security guard could attest to, while this girl seemed to be be decidedly less so. In truth Beruto couldn't say anything more about her as she'd only taken his hand and thanked him for helper her up to her feet.
"Are you ok?" he asked again. "Where you like, just somewhere else a moment ago?" he added, taking another look around the alley for the cosplay girl. She was no where in sight, leaving the two teens as the only people in the alley. Truly she must have some sort of teleportation ability or transposition, seeing as this seemingly innocent girl had been left behind in her place. "Look, there's some dangerous nut running around here in a purple moth costume, you haven't happened to have seen her have you?" the shirtless teen asked, bringing his gaze back to the school girl.
Word Count: 265.
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Post by Moth Violet on Dec 11, 2019 19:04:14 GMT -8
Shipping Dark Ki (Part 12) "Will the darkness free me, consume me or destroy me? The question remains as I meld my masters resurrection"
"He must think you are two different people, I recommend playing along Moth Violet.." her master said in her mind as she kept her focus on the red haired boy. "Yeah I am fine just a little shaken up" she said rising to her feet taking her master's advice to play along with the muscular kid. He was obviously stronger than any common person, matter of fact she had never meet in person somebody quite like him that could go toe to toe with her powers besides fighting a corrupted giant frog or the catgirl Nanao.
"So strange I don't even know how I got here.." she lied with a sheepish laugh rubbing the back of her head nervously. Dahlia memories of Moth Violet were now clear like a vivid dream remembering everything she started to realize collecting dark ki and resurrecting her master would be far harder than she had thought. But even with that grim thought it was the only way to end this, if she just gave up she would be stuck with a demon lord complaining to her and his enemies from demon world possibly attacking her as he had warned.
Dahlia while not as brave, confident or ruthless as her alter ego even she knew that there was no way to just walk away from this so as she stood there with the boy who had bested her as Moth Violet she wondered if he would continue to be her foe. If so one day he would discover who she really was and if they came to blows and he got in her way could she really take a life? Or more correctly would her alter ego Moth Violet do it which seemed to bring out some dark traits of the shadow self such as selfishness and hate.
For now the the girl was just happy the fighting seemed to be over and the ginger boy wasn't more of a detective type.
Word Count: 371Total Word Count: 5,281Writers Comments:Writers Notes: Tags: Beruto ; Color Codes: Moth Violet ; Moth Yokai.
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Post by Beruto on Dec 15, 2019 13:16:31 GMT -8
In talking to the school girl and helping her to her feet, Beruto was happy to see and hear that she was physically fine. Her uniform could have done with some spiffy-ing up after she had been laying on the alley floor, but other than that the young lady seemed unhurt by her apparent transposition with the fleeing Moth cosplay girl. Beruto still didn't understand the mechanics of the swap, although he figured the reason this girl looked so much like the crazy Moth girl, was that the person she was trading places with had to be as close to her physical equal as possible for the transposition to work. Yeah, that had to be it.
If there was one thing one could never accuse Beruto of being it was being too cerebral. He took things at face value since he himself was exactly what he appeared to be, no lies, no pretense, so why not expect the rest of the world to be the same? Well in this case, he saw a costumed nut case vanish in a puff of smoke and in the same puff of smoke was left behind, a girl who looked remarkably like the one in the Moth costume, but instead in a school uniform. Naturally rather than suspecting the girl of being an the same Moth cosplayer in an elaborate disguise, his mind moved to the obvious conclusion, the Moth girl had switched places with this poor, innocent school girl in order to throw him off and allow her the time she needed to get away. Unfortunately it looked like her plan had worked, with no sign of the Moth winged bandit, Beruto was left alone in the alley with the disoriented young lady and no hope of picking up his quarry's trail again.
“Well that's good. I was worried you might have been hurt.” the shirtless boy replied with a smile. “And to tell the truth I don't know how you got here either. I was chasing some crazy lady. Beaned her with that trash can lid over there..” he explained and pointed to the lid. “Then the next thing I know, she's exploding into a cloud of smoke and here you are.”
After a moment the athletic teen realized that he'd left the security guard on the side walk a block from the crime scene and looked back towards the entrance to the alley. “You know, I almost forgot, that lady attacked a security guard too. I should go and make sure the police find him all right. But I don't want to leave you here alone. Perhaps you should come with me so I can make sure she doesn't come back. If she swapped places with you once, who knows if she's watching you or something. It'll only take a few minutes to tell the police where to find the guard and then I can make sure you get home or back to school safely... Errr... Or the Police can. Not that I'm trying to be a creep or anything.” Beruto stammered the last bit, realizing he might be coming off as a bit of the white knight type that he particularly despised, which was a slight contradiction as his sense of chivalry demanded that he make sure the young lady was seen safely home. Ever caught between being the good boy and the bad boy, Beruto sighed to himself and offered the young lady his hand again and offered to walk her out of the alley.
Word Count: 587. Total Word Count: 5788.
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Post by Moth Violet on Dec 16, 2019 9:02:07 GMT -8
Shipping Dark Ki (Part 13) "Will the darkness free me, consume me or destroy me? The question remains as I meld my masters resurrection"
Dahlia was still bewildered, it felt like she had been cornered in and would have been captured and could only imagine the trouble she would have got into if everybody found out that she was the troublesome moth girl that was now stirring up trouble in West City.
Her clothes were dirty as she tried to dust off her school uniform as much as possible finding the ally street to be dirty and gross as she started to wonder if the boy may know she was really Moth Violet and was just playing along but at this point did it really matter? There was no way she could fight the red haired boy now, in fact Dahlia had never been in a fight in her entire life let alone against somebody who was bigger and stronger than her like Beruto.
She started to realize in the moments just how vulnerable she was without her powers and the exact opposite feelings she felt as Moth Violet almost feeling like she was invincible...up tell now that is.
“Well that's good. I was worried you might have been hurt," Beruto said as Dahlia blinked her purple eyes starring at him, "heh yeah I am surprised too this whole situation is so confusing I guess I should call my parents," she said playing along and definitely not wanting to call them as she started to regret those words, but she had boxed herself into a trap and had no choice but to improv what she would do if she really had been somehow randomly teleported here or something to that effect
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“Well that's good. I was worried you might have been hurt.” the shirtless boy replied with a smile. “And to tell the truth I don't know how you got here either. I was chasing some crazy lady. Beaned her with that trash can lid over there..” he explained and pointed to the lid. “Then the next thing I know, she's exploding into a cloud of smoke and here you are.”
After a moment the athletic teen realized that he'd left the security guard on the side walk a block from the crime scene and looked back towards the entrance to the alley. “You know, I almost forgot, that lady attacked a security guard too. I should go and make sure the police find him all right. But I don't want to leave you here alone. Perhaps you should come with me so I can make sure she doesn't come back. If she swapped places with you once, who knows if she's watching you or something. It'll only take a few minutes to tell the police where to find the guard and then I can make sure you get home or back to school safely... Errr... Or the Police can. Not that I'm trying to be a creep or anything.” Beruto stammered the last bit, realizing he might be coming off as a bit of the white knight type that he particularly despised, which was a slight contradiction as his sense of chivalry demanded that he make sure the young lady was seen safely home. Ever caught between being the good boy and the bad boy, Beruto sighed to himself and offered the young lady his hand again and offered to walk her out of the alley.
Word Count: 371Total Word Count: 5,281Writers Comments:Writers Notes: Tags: Beruto ; Color Codes: Moth Violet ; Moth Yokai.
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Post by Beruto on Dec 17, 2019 17:50:59 GMT -8
Listening to the purple haired girl's reply, stating that she should probably call her parents, Beruto surmised that she had probably been taken, or rather teleported from her school. The uniform further supported that supposition. In any case, the shirtless boy still felt that she would be in danger if he didn't make sure she at the very least, was brought to the police or he himself took her home, as he had proved to be decidedly more effective against the winged cosplay girl that the security guard had been. Granted she had literally stomped the living day lights out of his guts, but he handed her that opening.
“Ok, well come on with me and I'll make sure you're safe.” Beruto suggested and reached out his hand towards her again. “We'll go and talk to the police, let them know what's going on and tell them about the guard.” he added. Assuming the young lady agreed to come with him, the athletic teen would take her had and head back out of the alley. Once out, the two would head back down the block towards the monument and to the waiting collection of police cars.
“Afternoon Officers.” the red headed teen would announce their approach. “I guess you're all here because of the crazy lady. She beat up a security guard was doing something to the monument. But I managed to get the guard to safety, he's around the corner that way.” Beurto explained to the officers, pointing in the direction he had earlier carried the downed man. “When I came back from carrying the guard away, she was doing something to the monument, I don't know what though. Anyway, we fought and then she ran down an alley in that direction.” he continued, pointing in the opposite direction. “I managed to hit her with a trash can lid but she vanished and left this girl in her place. I was going to see her home but if you guys want to do that, I'd just like to tag along and make sure she gets home safely.”
The day had certainly been an interesting one. After Beruto had seen the police to the downed security guard and then had seen the purple haired girl back to her school, he had taken time to report what he had witnessed in full. Then finally when all of that was finished, the shirtless, red haired teen headed back to his temporary lodgings in the crumby, little, run down hotel and ran himself a hot bath to relax in after having had his organs massaged. Yes sir, after the day he had had, a nice relaxing bath was exactly what he needed. And after all that, Beruto was off to bed to dreams of more heroics on another day.
Word Count: 468.
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Post by Beruto on Dec 18, 2019 14:05:02 GMT -8
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Total Word Count for Beruto: 6256.
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