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Post by Deleted on Dec 20, 2016 11:18:55 GMT
Lizbeth Kuriza Current Look:
Power Level: 3, 093 No Active EffectsNostalgic Ayumu
It had been a good day for the thief known as Lizbeth Kuriza, her backpack now containing a pink toothbrush, a new sweater that matched her pink kitten stockings, and finally, she was hunting down some food for her day. She hadn't known any nearby food joints within the nearby area, and sticking her face into the air, standing on the tips of her toes, like an awkwardly placed ballerina, she sniffed in deep and started looking around, smelling the different smells in the wind. Cooking as in there somewhere, but where in the world would a person be cooking fish in the woods, on a road side? It was a popular tourist location, which would make sense to sell food, so her mind trailed on the food, rather then how to acquire it. She was poor, like, severely poor, and she couldn't afford any good food, and knew what she needed to do.... After looking around, climbing from tree to tree, she saw the cart of food off into the distance. It was unguarded it seemed, seldom a fairly muscular old geezer cooking, which gave her a sense of security. She sensed no power level, which confused her heavily, since that would make this man either magical or dead, and she had never seen a magical person. She crept up slowly behind him, on her hands and knees as she went behind him and noticed a juicy, perfect looking roasted fish sitting on a wooden chopping board, almost begging to be eaten. Her hunger took hold and she burst out from her bush, leaping for the fish, barely reaching her hand for it before she felt terror fill her body. A power, far beyond what she could ever obtain it seemed, the man was supressing his power? Or was someone else nearby with such god tier power? She didn't get a chance to check as the power grew to higher reaches then she could comprehend, falling to the ground, onto her back and facing the old man, hissing and releasing her claws, slicing at the air between them. "What the fuck are you nyan?"
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Dec 20, 2016 11:38:21 GMT
The man who was simply standing in front of you without any intent to harm, simply flipped over the fish, his strength kept at a basic zero through this entire encounter of the woman that seemed to try and snatch some food away. Multiple people in the stall taking notice to the sudden lunge as a mere chuckle was the only answer given to the request of knowledge. “Who i am that is of no importance, i am merely an cook.” The soft sizzling meat still laying on the grill as he then gave an small hand sign towards the creature who stood behind him, sporting a rather interesting arm and a leg that made soft fleshy thuds against the ground with every step. Making her way forwards with a rather dreadful amount of energy starting to slowly spread outwards as a few other high powered warriors surrounded the figure. “Be lucky that you don’t get put in jail for this attempt to obviously steal, just run awa-” Hana was about to speak before Ayumu tossed a small wooden spoon towards her head causing a painful groan as the woman bended forwards. “You, come sit here, i am going to ask you a few questions, just out of interest, maybe you would like to join me for a meal of some boneless fish? I have made certain none of those annoying pesky little bones are left in it so please feel safe.” An small plate seemingly materializing out of thin air before three just freshly roasted fishes were placed on the small dish, still sizzling in their own juices before he took what seemed to be an still fresh and warm bunch of rice that was being made behind the main front of the stall, filling up a rather big amount of the bowl before also putting that on the counter in front of himself. “Please, tell me, why are you trying to steal?”
-Hana’s Ayumu’s PL at 3,801,632 PL- -4 guards at 5,000 PL -1 guard at 50,000 PL -1 minion at 59,400 PL- -Shop and human bonus? ACTIVATED!-
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Post by Deleted on Dec 20, 2016 13:16:04 GMT
"F- Free Food?" Lizbeth's hungry voice would spit out, baffled by such generosity. She had never been given something for free, she always had to pay in some way or another, or lastly, steal to survive. The world was cruel, and she understood this, but someone with such power giving food away was almost a blessing from the gods! She sat down, glaring at the food, almost as if to be poisoned or something, before using her claws to tear a small bit off of the fish with her claw, having it impaled on her claw and licking it a few times before eating the slice, not tasting anything beyond recognizable. It was delicious, of course, she could barely cook something of equal value! And eating one of the fish entirely whole in almost a second, before looking at the old man with curiosity. Lizbeth was intelligent, having a high IQ, but she would seem like the average idiot human to anyone looking, and her gaze at Ayumu was just that. "Why would I steal? What is a steal? Nyan, I don't have any money and I haven't eaten for days, so I need to take the food to survive. It was easier in the woods Nyan, when no one fought her for the food but animals, but these human weaklings can't fight back when I need food". Her voice was truthful, exposing her truth about her past, and her living in the woods. She never lived in society, and hated it entirely, loving nature and being on her own, but this came at costs. She barely knew what money was, and she couldn't read, write, or speak fluently. She made it clear with her inability to properly piece together sentences, and she let her tail escape from her belt loops to wave around behind her, her ears perking up as she ate the food. "So, nyan, who are you? Cooks don't scare people or be nice and give food away"
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Dec 20, 2016 14:03:51 GMT
Laughing lightly Ayumu shook his head “Correct, a normal cook does not scare away people when they try to steal, they punish them.” Manifesting an small hand of energy that moved forwards to scratch behind one of the ears. Bringing forwards the technique of somebody who had patted quite a few animals, Ayumu had separated his attention to thoroughly scratch behind some of the spots that were hard to reach. “Normally we use small shreds of paper and coins to trade for what we need, but that is not all, everybody has divided their jobs, warriors protect the weak while the weak sell the stronger warriors who earn their wages food. Just like in the forest how the animals breed and bring forwards more food, but when they die, their bodies decompose and turn into fodder for the grass that they feed upon, an infinite loop that keeps them going.” Taking his time to teach you these little facts while even manifesting small spheres of energy to show visual examples with a little bit of a telepathic connection thrown in to make certain you would listen and learn. But above all, he even started to attempt to dig into this creature's skull, leaving a few traces of emotions before wanting to see what her true intentions were.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 21, 2016 4:15:58 GMT
Lizbeth's short attention span showed as her eyes darted from the little spheres of energy as she listened. "Warriors... Weak... The weak feed the warriors..." She repeated, as her ears twitched and her tail slowed its wag, falling to the ground and seeming limp. Her mental illness took effect, her memories flashing as she remembered and forgot many things, her eyes visibly tearing up as she then thought of her past, her family's slaughter at her home, and her change from a normal person, into the heartless and evil beast she became. She had emotions of hate, anger, sadness, and lastly, melancholy pain that filled her hunger for redemption. She thirsted for murder, death, she wanted to watch something, die. Her Dissociative Identity Disorder kicked in, her normal, adorable cat self was lost to her dominant and warrior side. Her fangs releasing from their sheaths in her mouth, pocking out the bottom of her lips, piercing her lips and releasing a fair trail of blood down her mouth. Her claws would stay unhidden, digging into her hands as she was being mentally invaded by the old man, her hands bleeding onto her pant legs. She would cringe, feeling changes in emotion and memory, screwing up her brain and causing her to feel fatigued. "Weak feed the warriors... I am a warrior... The Saiyans are warriors, the humans are weak... I eat the humans, since they don't feed me nyan". She never spoke like this, tame and articulated, not the feral creature she normally was, she seemed like some sort of sleeper agent they show in the movies, awakening with a thirst for blood, her face going from cheery to serious, and her power no longer being surpressed, but now flaring as her ki gathered around her. She wasn't threatening, but rather, showing face, like a warrior speaking to another by showing their power. "Who are you nyan, and why am I here?".
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Jan 4, 2017 15:52:15 GMT
Ayumu shook his head at the creature before his very eyes and slowly tapped his own arm with his fingers at a rhythmic beat, constantly tapping away at a song that was stuck within his head. Slowly humming before his eyes intensified towards the person before him, a warrior like look that showed at least a few hundred years of experience. It was not the experience of somebody who had been fighting but who was willing to take the suffers of pain for a long period of time. Letting his body feel the agony and suffering for quite some time without giving up towards it as a single goal manifested within him to help those beneath his other students to grow up into brilliant warriors. Ones that would shatter the known reality of what a warrior their limit is, even surpassing those magical super saiyans that the warriors of vegeta have, far into the beastial warriors that are known as Oozaru’s and even at some point allowing them to surpass the mythical wish dragon if need be. “I am Ayumu, a warrior who has enough pride to assist those who need the help, you are simply another warrior who needs a few knacks as i will teach you what the true meaning of growth is.” Reaching out his large hand, Ayumu was not intending to do a weak grasp of this creature's hand but intended to convey the full truth behind his intentions. The full untapped desires to help this creature become vastly superior than she now was into a new horizon of potentials.
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