6649/MECC: Note vs. Lezard Valeth

MECC: Note vs. Lezard Valeth
Date of Scene:	02 June 2019
Location:	MECC Arena 3
Synopsis:	Lezard Valeth vs. Note! Things go smashingly.
Cast of Characters:	6386, Lezard Valeth
Tinyplot:	MECC 2019

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Note (6386) has posed:
    The entry gates for both participants open up to a large grassy planetoid. Although meant to be seem as night, a sea of stars in the night sky, and sourceless ambient luminosity makes seeing who's where no challenge for the contestants or the audience.

    The planetoid is only one of many, though. Several more float around in the sky. One with great trees. One that's covered in lava rivers and unstable volcanic ground. One planetoid that seems to be made entirely of crystals. ENORMOUS SPRINGs are available on each, which launch a contestant to the other. Gravity here doesn't obey the ordinary rules - each planetoid exerts a sphere of influence with Earth-like gravity therein, which do not overlap or compete with one another.

    As she steps out into this vast field of wind-swept grass, Note cranes her head back... "Now THAT's a SKY!" A hint of a giggle is all the show of approval she'll grant. For her eyes are locked onto the opposing entrance gate, as her own fades away behind her...

Lezard Valeth has posed:
Lezard flicks his cape dramatically as he enters, looking up over the starry night with some measure of clear amusment on his face. His gaze moves to the other planetoids, and then finally to his opponent as he takes his place, folding his arms. "It is certainly unique." He states as he looks upon Note. "However, I believe I will be ensuring that you have more pertinent things to be watching this evening. Are you prepared?" He asks, as he reaches into space and withdraws a book without a title, the pages flipping open before him and rustling ominously.

Note (6386) has posed:
    Pulling a book out on her? Note begins to scowl... but the look turns more simply curious as the book proves to be more than some fantasy novel. She narrows her eyes a bit, plants both hands on her hips, leans forward to scrutinize her opponent...

    "A book, and dressed kinda like Doctor Strange... another sorcerer?" Far from mocking, she sounds a bit unsure.

    Doctor Strange was a pretty scary opponent for her. Enough so that...

    Note draws herself up to her full height, inhales deeply, crosses her arms in front of her face and... "HYAHHH!!!"

    With a fierce *KRAKAWHOOOSH* golden energy explodes around her, igniting into a constant flame-like aura. Her smooth, silky black hair rises in that same instant, filled with luminous golden energy. The light dies down some, revealing spiky golden locks that reach haphazardly for the heavens. This includes her ponytail, which - though still bound - now resembles a spiked mace floating out behind her head. Eyes that are now a light shade of green narrow at Lezard Valeth, her tail thrashing with excitement behind her until she forcibly curls it 'round her waist.

    "I am now!" With another breath, the raging aura... dies down, calming significantly. It's still quite a glow, but now held much closer to her skin. Far less wasted energy.

Lezard Valeth has posed:
"Yes. Lezard Valeth, the Sorceror of Midgard. The battle with Strange was quite entertaining. Will you be able to match it, I wonder?" Lezard stands there, his cape flaring again as Note activates her power. "Ah, a Super Saiyan, is it not? I wonder how you measure up to all the others. One would think for a semi-dead race there would not be /so many/ of you." He smiles at that, apparently knowing /exactly/ what he's saying.

There is a sudden surge of light and power around Lezard himself as he begins to draw in his own energy, quickly beginning to shape it into a spell. "Let us see if you are prepared! FIRE STORM!" At his cry, the air around Note collapses into a sudden point of light and heat that promptly detonates!

Note (6386) has posed:
    Daring the girl can mean only one sort of response. A wild grin. "Only one way to find out!" But she's taken aback by someone... RECOGNIZING this transformation. Her eyes go pretty wide, utterly shocked. But they narrow again in a hurry. Despite her clear young age, this girl does indeed have the combat instincts of the Saiyan race. She reacts CLEARLY to what's OBVIOUSLY something wrong, ROCKETING to her left in a sudden flare of golden energy just as the air shifts. But... not quite quickly enough.

    The explosion catches her in its edges as she tears free of it, emerging with some scorches on her limbs and charred clothing. Enough to get her face scrunched with the pain, but not enough to slow her down.

    "Catching me won't be THAT easy!" She crows out, emphasizing the taunt by flinging a hand forward and sending a trio of Ki bolts at Lezard in circle-strafe fashion.

    While he focuses on those - she hopes - she takes that moment to try and close her orbit for eventual melee!

Lezard Valeth has posed:
"Mmmm... Youre reflexes do you credit." Lezard says as he sees Note blast out of the... well, blast, moments before she is incinerated. "Very well, I suppose I will simply have to try harder."

Lezard, in the meantime, brings the book up before him to take the ki bolts, the energy splashing off of it and leaving it unharmed. While he is scorched lightly from the blast back, it does little to him. "In the meantime, you will have to strike harder if you expect to accomplish anything. You do not have the /time/ to be dallying! SHADOW SERVANT!"

Even as he speaks, black amorphous blobs emerge all around Note, lashing out with long shadowy appendages to attempt to grip and crush her with deadly force. Even as he casts, he eyes the way Note is closing, and reaches into space once more, withdrawing an ominous-looking black rod surmounted with black metal. It seems to practically radiate darkness around it...

Note (6386) has posed:
    Note expected several things. BLOCKING HER SHOTS using the -BOOK- of all things wasn't one of them. The look of surprise doesn't last long though. She's very quickly grimacing with determination the very next moment during her swoop!

    Right into a freakish pack of blobby TENTACLES of all things. "--HYEEEEK!" She zips and darts this way and that, using her tiny size to give plenty the slip. But... some get a grip. One gets a grip 'round her waist, another latches onto an arm... both threatening to squeeze the life out of her. She hits the ground skidding, fighting the shadow's grips...

    It's then that she gets an idea. Her hand glows with bluish-white light and she GRABS ONTO THE OFFENDING TENDRILS, squeezing right back to improve her grip.

    With a mighty roaring heave, she HOISTS the Shadows off the ground and SWINGS the blobs by their own tendrils, aiming to smack Lezard with them as though he just ghave her a mighty-long flail!

    "Everyone keeps using that 'Saiyan' word... but I tell you, I was born on Earth! The last Saiyans would've been dead two centuries ago!"

Lezard Valeth has posed:
Lezard watches the Saiyan squirm under the grip of the Shadow Servant attack, and he simply shakes his head at the reaction. "Is this truly your best?" He asks, adjusting his glasses... Only to get one smacked right back in his face. The impact is almost comical, the thing squiggling and writhing abhorrently as Lezard stumbles around, leaving him disheveled and bruised but little the worse for wear. "I thought I was battling a Saiyan, not a jester!" Lezard scowls. He shakes hos head. "What the truth is of your own world is irrelevant. Consider the other universes, and those who came from them. You are the same as they, are you not? Being ignorant of your heritage does little to excuse you!" With a growl, he emits a potent pulse of energy, trying to drive Note backwards. "I am growing tired of this farce! PRISMATIC MISSILE!"

Around him, dozens of orbs of light manifest, and they streak out in a glittering multicolored laser rain that curves and works to home in on Note, the sheer volume of the bombardment working to stagger her!

Note (6386) has posed:
    "......rrrrrrrghhh!" Being belittled? Not cool. Note GRINDS her teeth angrily. "Excuse me for WHAT?! What a jerk! You're nothing at all like Doctor Strange."

    With an irritated snort, she stamps down into a defensive stance...and her hands turn into a blur, palms smacking away missiles left and right. Some stream towards the distant planetoids, others off into space. A few haphazardly get near Lezard...

    But after deflecting most of it, her defenses are overwhelmed and the bolts begin to spear into her, scorching holes into her body. And yet...

    It's HARDLY enough to slow her down. With another inhale and flexing of muscle, a ferocious kiai accompanies a second - albeit subtler - transformation. Her limbs all BULGE in a wave as muscles briefly absorb more Ki. They don't gain much mass though, the initial bulge being somewhat misleading. Her aura cranks up to the original raging storm though, and even wilder than that as it pushes outwards. Her hair splays out into an even spikier mess.

    Though Lezard has clearly seen a Super Saiyan before, he might not be familiar with what some might call 2nd Grade. With this surge of power, she RIPS free of the Shadows, blurring through the distance between them in less than the time it takes to blink, and attempts to simply SMACK Lezard into next week with a POWER PUNCH to the side of the head!

Lezard Valeth has posed:
Lezard laughs. "Not at all. I am more prone to speaking my mind." The sudden surge of power and mass in the Saiyan causes him to frown. "More?" He says, confused for a moment before Note is right in his face, hammering into him and sending him flying through space! He tumbles end over end, crating into the nearby crystalline planet, the Sorceror of Midgard throwing up a wave of shards as he crushes into the ground. He staggers back to his feet, however, laughing as he wipes blood from his face. "That is more like it!" He says, before the crystalline planet begins to light up, Lezard raising his staff. "I suppose it is tims for the main event!" More and more power gathers around the Catalyst as he stands tall, channelling incomprehensible energy until.... "NOW BREAK!"

He turns, bringing the rod down on the planet with a dull, rumbling impact. There is a dull, rumbling noise as it cracks, line running through the place until it suddenlty shatters apart, the entire planetoid shivering into crystal pieces.

Lezard then points, and the entire mass blasts forward, light blasting between the shards in a web of blazing death as he sends the remains of the planet hurtling towards Note.

Note (6386) has posed:
    Note's halfway to the crystalline planetoid when she sees Lezard doing something WEIRD with it... and applies the brakes, coming to a stop in midair. But nothing would've prepared her for the insanity of what follows.

    Her jaw drops. "No way..." It slams shut grimly when she realizes that ALL THOSE SHARDS are being aimed straight at her, instead of flying every which way.

    Her brain goes blank in a panic for that one crucial moment. And the onslaught begins.

    Note is promptly BURIED under a pile of crashing shards, pummeled straight back into the planetoid she'd just vacated. It's a horrendous thing to be on the wrong end of, and the entire pile of fragments mound up like the lid of some enormous coffin.

    For a good eight seconds or so, everything's still. But then...

    THEN the entire pile begins to rumble and rattle, shaking along with the planetoid it's resting on. The noise is just as bad as the original impact... but in no time at all, spears of light pierce through the crystal wreckage and chunks of it begin to rise. It doesn't take much to feel that a DREADFUL surge of power's taking place deep within! The energy Note's giving off easily doubles... no, it surges past even that. And just when it looks like the planetoid she's on cannot possibly HANDLE this strain--

    "------AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!"

    With an ear-shattering KABOOM, the wreckage is FLUNG EVERY WHICH WAY. A bunch of it's simply pulverized from a shockwave of raw unleashed power. The rest is launched with terrific force. But still more is simply VAPORIZED by the sizable, bulbous head of a spearing ray of bluish-white light that tunnels its way free of the mess and rapidly encroaches on Lezard Valeth.

    Oh dear.

Lezard Valeth has posed:
Lezard watches Note get crushed with waves and waves of sharp and deadly crystal. There is a smile on his face as he watches the pain, the suffering, the neverending devastation. He floats there in the space vacated by the planetoid, power surging around him....

And then he tilts his head. Something's wrong. "What?" He hearts that noise, and then his world is light and pain, the blue-white ray of annihilation blasting right into and through him, scorching his body while he is caught up in the blast. Suddenly, he is nothing but shadow as he hangs there, slowly dissolving in the light. "NO! NO! I WILL NOT ACCEPT THIS!" He screams in pain and rage, slowly vanishing in the light... And when the beam ends, there is nothing left, not even ash.

That probably should be enough of a hint, but then again, that's what the attack is supposed to do, right? Still, just when Note thinks it is all over, there is a massive power spike from... behind the lava planetoid!

    "NO MERCY FOR THE DAMNED!"
        "THUS, THOU HAST NO ESCAPE FROM THE GRIP OF CATASTROPHE!"

As he chants, the planetoid is engulfed in rippling waves of energy and... It /moves/. Rising, it is wrenched out of position, held above Lezard in a matrix of magical force, revealing the scorched and bleeding Sorceror as he breathes heavily, a maniacal expression on his face.

And Note will see him descend, driving that planet RIGHT FOR HER.

                              "METEOR SWARM!"                              

    "MWHAHAHAAHAHAHAAHA! BOW DOWN BEFORE ME!" Lezard cackles, moments before the planets collide.

Note (6386) has posed:
    The wreckage on the grassy planetoid finally settles. Note rises from the hole she blew open, wreathed in the same aura as before... but now it's crackling and sizzling with arcs of lightning. The muscle bulge deflated back to normal, but if anything, the hair spikiness grew even wilder. Still, she's panting heavily. "I didn't kill him did I..?" Only in the aftermath has she grown to worry that maybe she put too much power behind that attack. Can this strange arena REALLY protect him from -EVERYTHING- ? She's no real reason to doubt it, having been through several matches, and yet...

    In no time at all though, her senses ping on his energy again. "WHAT?!"

    How did THAT happen? One moment nothing, the next... "These crazy sorcerer guys! You can't trust ANYTHING with them around." She splutters out in an 'it cannot be helped' tone. Almost defeatedly. "You're taking this match awfully seriously!" She shouts in grumpy defiance at the overly dramatic mage...

    There's REALLY not a heck of a lot she can DO about this. But still, she does try. Throwing both hands forward and gathering all the energy she can in a hurry, Note SLAMS out with a magnificent beam that slams into onrushing planetoid with terrific force. The beam drills into it slowly, both eroding away its mass and slowing the descent... but not NEARLY enough to matter.

    In moments, the planetoids collide with a massive, blinding explosion and deafening noise, with Note caught more or less in the middle of... well, in the middle of the hole she bored. Which offers SOME protection... but not enough to really say so.

    This time, she's not emerging from the mountain of rubble...

Lezard Valeth has posed:
After the planets collide and Note is unable to continue fighting, the match end buzzer is heard, and the arena settles back into its basic flat form, the pair surrounded now by cheering crowds. Lezard nods to Note, looking over the fallen Saiyan. "You will be fine in time." He says. "Sooner, thanks to the enchantments here. Do grow stronger, though. I would love to have your assistance in my research in the future." He says, smiling as he turns and walks off.