[Round 1] Cell & Ricter vs Ash & Jak Mar

[Jak Mar]

The Dark King in all his shining glory was forced to sit in his host's mind, waiting for that opportunity to rip their opponents apart. Their heads on a platter would be the only way he’d be satisfied. Inside Jak a beast grew impatient, stalking his mental cage and waiting for his chance. Its blood boiled with dark eco, it foamed at the mouth. Missed opportunity after opportunity for Jak to let out his fury! Only for him to stop and think. Of all possible things!


The inner demon muttered something about how under his breath. There was no guard now, ‘normal’ Jak was too busy fighting this furry creature.

Suddenly His Majesty felt his own power increase as the balance between Jak’s sides shifted dangerously towards dark. The monster within smiled a wicked grin.

The loss of that woman seemed too great for the Desert Prince.

If anyone looked into Jak’s eyes they would see hellish fire take over, blinding him to any reasoning. If anybody got too close, they would burn too. “Nobody rips Ash away from me, NOBODY!” An unholy screech of rage from the elf’s throat. The demon felt itself growing stronger as Jak let himself willingly fall into darkness.


The demon lusted for blood, he hungered for it. A new set of eyes darted from the strange green alien creature to the animal on two legs. Who was going to be first to be ripped apart?


Richter was not aware just yet the beast he now faced, his eyes met Jak’s once more but found the eyes of a man pushed way too far. The weasel shivered involuntarily before he watched Jak’s transformation. Purple lightning danced across Jak’s skin. A moment later his muscles swelled and bulged. His skin turned into the scariest shade of lilac the furry ever saw!

TIER 2 PUF - Dark Jak

ATK: 9
DEF: 3
SPD: 6
TEC: 4

The dark eco crazed beast stood menacingly where he’d been left. He leaped over several of Cell’s ki blasts and landed in front of the lesser green one. Before Ricter could react, Dark grabbed him by the throat and lifted the swordsman up off the ground, squeezing his neck. He felt the creature struggle and claw at his arms, but The Dark King didn’t budge. He glared into the eyes of the scared animal as he lifted a single razor-sharp claw for him to see.


“Why can’t I smell your blood, little one?” He asked, stabbing Ricter nonchalantly with it and then pulling his crimson covered claw back and licking the lusted after liquid off his finger. It tasted sweet and it made his mouth salivate for more. "That's better!"


With the animal’s neck still in his hand, the Eco Warrior twisted with his back to Cell and threw Ricter’s body against the hardened stage floor. Looking rather comically as he did so, Dark Jak repeated this animation by throwing the weasel against the floor again, but opposite side. If they weren't indestructible, the tile work under him would have been dust by now.


Cell noticed the beast smashing his partner over and over, leaving streaks of blood and scattered fur on the stonework. He sent his tail swinging toward the eco-warrior, sending him flying from his prey, not before dark claws ripped at the animal’s throat and chest.


Ricter let out feral sounds of pain, despite the weasel's impressive coat and natural armor standing up to earlier attacks these were fused with Dark Eco and would do more damage than expected. (At least he still had his head  on his shoulders after that choking.)


Another loud roar and Dark Jak stuck his pin needle fingernails into the arena ground to avoid being thrown out, leaving a trail of shallow marks in the stone in his wake.


The man had been interrupted from the hunt temporarily.


Cell began to wonder which of the two had actually been the bigger threat and readied himself to chase after the hulked out male, now looking more like an ogre than the girl did.


“Don’t forget about little ole me,” Ash said from behind him, baiting Cell to attack with his tail once more. Its side smacked against something heavy and solid. Before he had a chance to ponder how she managed to set a pillar in the middle of the fight, she revved Invictus. Her blade would get a full inch into his tail before he pulled it out with a yelp.


Cell went right into the counter-attack, his fist coming around and aimed for where she should have been based on her height. His fit met fresh air, a second later she returns the knee to the gut! It caught him off guard or he’d have grabbed sooner. How it was he had only managed to barely touch her soft hair, pulling a strand loose. He’d had enough of these games. “Come out and fight me, bitch!”


“Why would I do that?” Ash asked, hiding the sound of fatigue in her voice as she feels Super Hot coming to a bittersweet end, putting some space between them before her seconds are up.

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2 SP for Dark Jak T2, + 2 SP to maintain until Jak’s next post, 2/6 remaining.

Cell used Tail! It wasn’t very effective.
Ricter used Flail! It wasn’t very effective, but pretty funny.
Jak used Dark Jak! Dark Jak used Claws!! It was VERY effective!
Ash used Invictus! It wasn’t very effective.