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Post by Beryl Roarke on Dec 22, 2016 18:23:22 GMT
PL -- 278,171; 6,397,933 [x23] After looking through numerous investigation reports, there had recently been an attack on North Capitol about a month ago. Unfortunately, it occurred during the time of Beryl fighting off-planet, meaning that the Galactic Patrol wasn’t there to respond to the threat. There were casualties and copious amounts of property destruction, but at least the threat was eventually dealt with, and the city was spared. “If only I was there,” Beryl thought as he watched the numerous martial artists before him spar. The Galactic Patrol was holding a promotional event in North Capitol to where anyone could attend a martial arts class with the Galactic Patrol Leader and Zen Master, Beryl Roarke, for free. Plus, if anyone was interested in the Galactic Patrol, then they could speak with either a Galactic Patrol recruiter or Beryl to find out more. One of the main reasons why Beryl wanted to open up his own martial arts school was so that he could help just about anyone learn how to defend themselves and those they cared about. Plus, he wanted to show that you didn’t need to have ki-based abilities to be strong and a force to reckoned with. He remembered how disheartened and demoralized he was when he tried day after day to produce ki beams, blasts and all the other fancy ki-related techniques that was so common among martial artists and fighters. However, he couldn’t do any of it, and he believed that he would forever be an abysmal fighter who could never go beyond the basics. Frankly, he wanted to show that if a loser like him could reach the level of power he was at without using ki, then anyone could do it. The martial arts class was being held inside of a spacious, martial arts complex. Outside were numerous banners with the Galactic Patrol and Zen School symbols printed on them to let people know what was going on. Right now, the class participants were busy doing drills among themselves. Beryl calmly walked between the pairs, observed them and offered comments, encouragement and constructive criticism when necessary. While he was paying attention to his students, he did also keep his eyes and ears open for any newcomers who wanted to join in on the class. Chai |
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Post by Chai on Dec 22, 2016 21:45:25 GMT
CURRENT POWER LEVEL:
- Chai: 39,101 PL
- Guardia: 100,000 PL
GAIN BONUSES: N/A
CELESTIAL EVENT: NoneOOC NOTES: Let's get this party started!KEY
"Chai's Dialogue"
'Guardia's Telepathy'
'Chai's Thoughts'
'Guardia's Thoughts'
<< Previous ThreadENERGY SURGE
'Chai? I'm requesting an update.'
'I'm on my way back home now.'
'Fabulous!'
'....Not really. I mean... t-the desert and... you know.'
'...Roger that. Uno momento, por favor.'
Chai briefly spoke with Guardia as he carried several bags of groceries, trotting through a light snow trickling down onto North City. It had been a few days since his little mistake in the desert, and his training with Tulip. Chai was still getting over certain things that shall not be mentioned for his own sanity. Continuing his slow walk down the icy sidewalk, the cold would lick at his face and creep under his clothes, spreading across her skin like the lacy tide on a frigid winter beach. With purple lips tinged with blue and gently chattering teeth he wrapped his thick garbs around himself even tighter. Continuing to walk down the road, Chai raised his head upon hearing a few battle shouts, causing his floppy white ears to twitch a little. Turning his head, the goat caught eye of a large martial arts complex of the sort. Chai didn't remember this being around here... Walking towards the building, the goat would peer through a window to see several martial artists sparring... Lowering his form to avoid being spotted and causing awkwardness, the goat would suddenly flat-out bleat when a voice echoed behind him. "Uh, can I help you, sir?" Chai quickly turned around after letting out a shocked bleat, eyeing a man in a gi, much like the people inside. Blinking in shock and confusion, Chai only stared on as the man spoke. "This is a martial arts complex for any trainees that want to get stronger. Can we help you?" Instantly Chai was intrigued. Stronger? He wanted to get stronger. He did have to surmount the Bing of his world to save it, after all. Nodding, Chai spoke to the man once more. "Uh, yeah. How does one get in on this training?" Chai spoke, reaching into his bag for his wallet just in case- there was probably a fee. "Oh, don't worry- it's free. Just head on in!" Chai tilted his head before nodding. "I'll head on in soon. I'd like to get my partner in on this too." The man nodded, heading back in to the building and hopping right into a sparring match. On as if on cue, Guardia's voice would ring in Chai's head. 'Chai, I have identified several episodes of the Crimson Striker soccer matches that may lighten your mood. I also found this "Ice Cream Sunday" online that seems to have good effects on mood as well! Even though it's Thursday...'
'How did you use the computer without hands?'
'Telekinesis, god!... I miss my hands.'
'As do I. But I'm sure you'll be free of that thing in no time.'
'But whatever! Something about the Sunday is time sensitive. Is it going to detonate?'
'You think ice cream is going to explode?'
'IS IT???!!!'
Chai couldn't help but to chuckle at Guardia's limited knowledge of how the world of the living worked. Back in Universe Five, all they basically knew was fighting and violence. Guardia didn't get to see much of the little things in life, like ice cream. Shaking his head, Chai spoke once more to his partner to bring their most recent matter to hand. 'It won't explode, silly goose. Annnywaaays, I found a really neat place to train, right down the road!' Chai spoke, invoking a tone of surprise in his sword partner. 'Really?' Guardia spoke, clearly interested. The sword was also interested in honing his skills to not only save their world, but to break free of his confines as a soul in a blade and regain his true form. Chai only heard tall tales of how "terrifying and powerful Guardia's real form was, striking fear into the hearts of the worst demons," according to the ever so overconfident blade. 'Yep, it's right down the road- just make a left at the fork and you're here.' Chai instructed his partner. 'I'm on my way now!' Guardia called back telepathically, then cut their communication line. Turning back to the martial arts complex, the goat eyed the symbols near the entrance and all about the place. He wasn't sure what they meant, but that was a mystery he figured he would solve later. For now, the goat would trot into the complex, glancing around for anyone that looked like the head honcho of the place... |
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Post by Beryl Roarke on Dec 23, 2016 1:31:00 GMT
Since Chai was sensitive to ki signatures and could distinguish between them, it’d be extremely easy for him to guess at who the martial arts teacher were. The numerous participants scattered about had a wide range of power levels; some were in the hundreds; others were in the thousands. There were some who were in the tens of thousands -- around Chai’s range. And then there was one that was over six hundred times higher than Chai’s, the strongest participant in the martial arts class. It belonged to a dark-skinned gentleman who stood around five feet six inches tall wearing a gray collared shirt, green tie, black slacks, black dress shoes and a green beanie. He looked to be the cool, calm, collected type of guy with his mellow facial expression and even-toned voice. He sure as hell didn’t look like any of the ripped, serious martial artists that he was teaching, but his power -- one he didn’t know how to suppress -- basically confirmed that he was an absolute powerhouse. What was even more flooring was that the fact that he was one hundred percent human and not a Saiyan, Arcosian, Android, Bio-Android, an alien species or mixed with any other sort of species. If Chai used his ability to sense ki, he’d be able to find Beryl extremely easily. The martial arts complex had a simple, easy-to-navigate layout with the lobby being directly in front of the main, spacious training area -- complete with windows where observers from the lobby could see what was happening in the main training room. The same, gi-wearing gentleman that greeted Chai at the complex’s entrance eventually went back inside to tell Beryl about the new arrival. “Master Roarke, it seems you have someone wanting to join the class.” After finishing giving advice to a pair of fighters who were busy doing drills, Beryl turned to address the gi-toting guy, brows raised. “Oh? Well, do they know that the class is being held in here?” Beryl asked. The guy shrugged. “I’m assuming so; then again, I did see him just run around the complex. Perhaps he’s looking for you.” Beryl blinked and peered out of the numerous windows that looked into the complex’s lobby, trying to see if he spotted the person of interest. “What did they look like?” Beryl asked his student. “Eh. He’s a really tall guy. Zoan. He has a green bandana over his face, goggles on his forehead, horns, pink fur, and all that stuff,” the Saiyan said as he ran a hand through his spiky, unruly hair. “Well, if he is able to sense ki like the rest of you here, then he should have no trouble finding me,” Beryl said. The Saiyan chuckled in response. “No kidding.” Chai |
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Post by Chai on Jan 4, 2017 1:37:55 GMT
CURRENT POWER LEVEL:
- Chai: 39,101 PL
- Guardia: 100,000 PL
MULTIPLIERS: N/A
GAIN BONUSES: N/A
CELESTIAL EVENT: NoneOOC NOTES: Sorry for the delay!KEY
"Chai's Dialogue"
'Guardia's Telepathy'
'Chai's Thoughts'
'Guardia's Thoughts'
<< Previous ThreadENERGY SURGE
Quickly flicking on his ki senses while walking past numerous sparring fighters, Chai could make out several high power levels. Some impressive signatures emanated from several people who seemed to be on standby- Chai could infer that the stronger ones were instructors, perhaps. But one power stood tall over the rest- Chai felt a chill go down his spine as his senses tingled. He had sensed stronger, sure, but this guy could easily knock the goat and his partner out in one hit! Shaking his fears aside, Chai figured that this strong power must be the head honcho. Trotting in the direction of Beryl, Chai would swallow hard in anticipation, heading over to see if he could receive some training like the rest of these fighters.
Following his senses and hopping over in the direction of the strong entity, Chai quickly caught eye of Beryl. He... didn't look that strong on the outside, but Chai's senses screamed otherwise. "Uh... Howdy!" The goat would chime, trotting up behind the man. Eyeing the saiyan that greeted him at the entrance, the goat would give the man a meek, friendly smile and a wave. Chai always got a little anxious around people stronger than himself- most of the time it... didn't go so well for him. There was that one time he got his eye ripped out and that other time when his double... The goat shuddered just thinking about his home universe and his malicious parallel self. Shaking it off for now, Chai would direct his attention back to Beryl.
Meanwhile, Guardia had flown high above the city, and quickly caught eye of a cleared area for the martial arts classes. Diving down, the blade would creep above, looking around for his dear partner... He eyed the many sparring fighters, but his eye would widen when he caught eye of Chai and some other person. Was that guy just another fighter, or an instructor? Guardia wasn't able to make out Beryl's strength due to a lack of the ki-sensing ability, though... But soon enough, a rather fiendish idea crossed the sword's mind. Narrowing his eye as he floated above the two, Guardia would watch the events unfold below him for a moment.
Shaking his head after greeting Beryl, Chai would speak in a rather friendly and tame tone. "I'm Chai. I was perhaps wondering if me and my partner could maybe get in on some traini--" The sound of air whooshing echoed in Chai's sensitive ears before he looked up, mouth hanging agape when he saw Guardia corkscrewing down, right towards Beryl. 'THINK FAST, HUMAN!!!' The sword bellowed telepathically. Chai could only reach a hand out and yell as the sword's eyelid curled up and narrowed. "GUARDIA, NO!!"
The sentient sword dove down at a high speed due to his fall, although at heart the sword wasn't going to hurt the human- he was merely testing the apparent instructor to see if he was worthy of perhaps training Chai and himself. The sword would soar past Beryl and ram into a wall should he dodge in time. If not, Guardia would stop inches from his form with an unamused expression while Chai grit his teeth and closed his eyes in anticipation. |
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Mayze
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Post by Mayze on Feb 20, 2017 2:15:09 GMT
Chai
WC: 1283
Gains: 1806z
Old: 17,165z
New: 18,971z
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