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Post by Chai on Jan 7, 2017 0:58:44 GMT
CURRENT POWER LEVEL:
- Chai: 9,775 PL (-75% Heavy Weights)
MULTIPLIERS: N/A
GAIN BONUS: Heavy Weights (+75% PL)
CELESTIAL EVENT: Makyo StarOOC NOTES: I'd prefer if new players or alts or those that haven't met Chai yet join this thread instead of repeats- no offense to people I've already threaded with. Let's hope this thread'll be a fun one! ouob
KEY
"Chai's Dialogue"
"Chai's Telepathy'
'Chai's Thoughts'
<< Previous ThreadDRY HUMOR
The first thing Chai noticed as he regained consciousness was the heat. The hot, stuffy air was so devastating Chai thought he was going to shrivel up on the spot, dehydrated. He didn’t usually feel this drained, this parched. The sun seemed to bite into the goat, to eat into his skin and one remaining eye. Coming back to awareness while his eye slowly opened, the goat rolled over to the side as while body ached, protesting his movements. His head and ears throbbed, and right now Chai wanted nothing more than to lie back down and sleep- wherever he was...
What happened again? Chai couldn't recall... Were he and Guardia attacked? He remembered travelling the desert after a brief escapade in the seas with Rayne, Trouza, and Big Train, and then heading to Kami's Lookout to possibly receive training, heading off into the desert afterwards while listening to Guardia's remarks, and then.... And then what? Rolling onto his side and forcing himself onto his knees, Chai looked up at a nearby rock with narrowed eyes, looking at a few splotches of dried blood covering it. Opening his eyes more, the goat saw some dried brownish-red blots on his muzzle. When he moved his hand to the back of his head to try to relieve his headache, the goat felt some dried substance on the back of his head. More blood? It seemed likely. But one thing already managed to get Chai's concern- Guardia would usually be the one to wake him with a start, or deliver a snarky retort by now.
Standing up and stretching his back, Chai reached for the scabbard around his waist, only to freeze when he touched his belt. Where was his sheath? Where was Guardia?! Shaking his head, Chai recalled when Guardia set off to find Chai himself when he vanished into the desert-- but now it seemed their places had been reversed? "G-Guardia?!" Chai called, glancing around the barren desert. Looking down at himself and brushing some sand off of his clothing, the goat eyed the many rolling dunes. Wind stirred up the wispy sand and the sun’s never ending rays beat down on him mercilessly. Salty sweat rolls off the goat's muzzle and stinged his single eye. His clothing was overwhelmingly hot and sticky. The stiff, dry desert breeze blew sand into Chai's eyes and made his usually spotless white fur stiff with salt. Chai's tongue even felt as if it was coated in fur and his lips were chapped and dry. Only now did he notice his parched thirst as well, but water would have to take a back seat to finding Guardia!
Taking a step forward, Chai would let out a bleat as his leg faltered, and he was sent rolling back onto the ground. Looking down at the limb, Chai only now noted a fucking spear jabbed into the back of his knee. The goat felt like he could make a joke about it, but pushed it aside for now. He reached a paw down and tried to pull the spear out, but only grit his teeth and let his arms drop again when excruciating pain filled him as he twisted it around. That thing was stuck in there good, and it probably hit a nerve. So he was a sitting duck out in the middle of the desert- thankfully not the one his evil counterpart lurked in. Fantastic.
Struggling to stand up while letting out some quiet bleats and grunts, Chai's determination took hold. The wounded warrior stirred before falling once more with a yelp, landing in the soft sands of the Diablo Desert. Panting under the heat, only now did the goat note out a figure nearby blocking out the sun...
CHAI'S ACTIONS
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Post by Gekido on Jan 7, 2017 1:15:18 GMT
The Heran walked through the Desert his face twisted into a one of longing. He was fucking looking for that bitch heran. Walking through the Desert seem to be the best way to find Jihana, he last found her in a cave so the biggest desert in the world would be a good place to check. His feet sunk into the sand he grunting sweat dripping down his face and shirt as he pulled at his muscle shirt that also served as his weights, "This things and the heat are annoying, but i guess this are good training tools, i have to admit i never thought i'd say a place on this world could get me to sweat but walking through his place can be exhausting." he said wipping his head looking at the sweat that was now on his hand. He just saw rocks and Sand, it was an annoying sight. Why could not their be something to spice things up. Maybe Jihana would be waiting somewhere just slamming that godly massive war fist into a rock like a twerp so he could break her face open with an elbow. A Devilish grim formed on his face, oh how he waited for the chance to beat her down, he had the form that she used to beat him, he had the power to compete with her now, she was no longer the ant stepper, she would become the ant. But before, he could break into more thoughts of how he would beat her to death he could see a small figure in the distance. From here he couldn't not really figure out what it was but it was moving. It was prehaps an animal. "Finally something worth my time." He turned walking in the sand towards the figure.
He was yelling something out but Gekido really had no idea what the man was saying but he keep walking over to see who he was, Perhaps a strong warrior, or maybe a lost traveler who was looking for help, either of the two he'd probley punch them. However, when he got withen range he just saw a goat man he blinking with annoyance. A Goat man, he thought it was something strong not a farm animal that could walk like a human. He had a spear in his leg, wonder what did that? He looked down at the man who was sitting int he sand after trying to get to his feet, the man coughing, "Seem your pretty banged up, i got nothing to help you really maybe give you part of my shirt for a bandage but that is really it, not sure if it fatel, if it well i'd should be the gravedigger cause their no one else out here." He turned looking a the one eyed goat. Upon looking at the man further, he came to the conclusion he was a warrior, his build showed that and he had a missing eye. He had to admit that was a good battle scar a smile cracking on his face, "Don't mean to be rude know we just meet but i got to say that scar is nasty but i wonder, have you payed it back." he said holding the wound on his throat it stung like wildfire. A wound that had healed but the pain associated with it had not disspeared. When he was betrayed and he never got to pay back that heran warlord who caused it, he wondered what was happening to him at this time. He shurrged it off looking at the man, "What brings you out here, didn't seem like you were her for shits and giggles someone tired to kill you?" He questioned the man bending his back to hold out his hand, "Need a hand."
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Post by Kiraburu Sarutobi on Jan 7, 2017 4:45:55 GMT
The Sun beat down its rays onto Kira's pale skin. If it was a person the glare would've killed him I a heart beat. The gourd filled with water at his side sloshed with each of his weary footsteps sinking into the thick sand. Everything in front of him seemed to be covered in mercury, mirages dancing over the horizon with the elegance and serenity of the waltz. He popped the cork on his water and let little more than a drop slide out onto his tongue. He had no idea why Cassel sent him out here, that woman was an utter and complete mystery. Well, at least I'll get this weird uneven tan out of the way. The skin on the back of his neck had already turned to the color of a lesser-ripened strawberry. He tied the gourds string to his waist again and took off his vest lined with a heavy fur, folding it neatly and using another thing rope, like the one he currently around his waist and fashioned a makeshift back pack with it. He had no zeni to his name so anything that fell out would probably be for the better. He cursed choosing to wear such dark boots on a day like this, his feet felt as though they were on fire.
He stopped for a moment; summoning his ki he expelled it outwards to form a make-shift sunscreen that dampened the sun's every beaming effects constantly plaguing him. At least now, less clothes weighing him down and a smaller, but not by much, amount of heat shining down on him, he could walk a little more easily. The dancing lights in the near distance continued to plague his eyes. Eventually, small shadows formed on the horizon. One amorphous and lumpy, presumably a rock, while the other was taller with hair like fire. Kira raised one of his hands and called out a hearty greeting. "Hello there! Hey!" His net shirt the only thing he wore at this moment, he pondered the consequences of donning his fur vest from hell but decided against it. He rushed over and as he drew nearer heard odd noises of what seemed to be groans of pain and possibly of agony. As the shadows slowly took forms the nearer he came he saw the blood strewed about the general vicinity. On the ground lay an earthling in obvious pain, a spear thoroughly lodged into his thigh. Without thinking he ran forwards to help, no longer worrying about conserving energy and skidded to a stop in front of the pair, one standing and one on the ground. He knelt down, inspecting the wound examining to see if there was danger of the femoral artery being damaged if the spear were to be removed, and at the blood that soaked the goat-man's clothes and the sand around them. ...Well with this amount of blood it doesn't look like internal bleeding. That's a plus. He looked at the Earthling, holding back with manners before going 'full medic' on his leg. "Might I be of any assistance? I can probably get this under control at the very least."
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Post by Kazar Winters on Jan 7, 2017 4:53:09 GMT
Thread Pl: 143,142
Sitting around inside his weary, bit dusty, battle damaged but working spaceship, he was sitting in his living room watching tv. Not so long after meeting Durian and Levlidian did he finally sit alone to relax by himself once again. Or so he'd think. Ironically, he wants relaxation and peace. But he's greeted with 3 energy signatures close by, maybe a mile off. Alarms blare on his ship, red lights flashing in all the rooms and hallways. Getting up, he quickly exits the living room and runs down the hallways to his desired destination. In the distance of his ship, quick sounds of footsteps littered the ship as his feet ran across the metal floor.
'Of all the times? I finally get alone, made a friend or 3, get relaxed and laying in my couch and of all the odds i feel two ki signatures. Alright let's see what's up on the ships radar system.'
Eventually reaching the command deck, he opens the door and heads for his seat. Sitting down, he goes threw the ships systems, programs etc until he reached the radar system. Turning it on, it points out 3 energy signatures north-maybe northeast of his location. Nodding, he looks down and manually begins to fly his ship. Okay, so he can't fly it in space he get's easily disorientated and can't navigate threw the voidness of space. However, he can manually fly on Earth or planets since he knows which direction he's facing, see's his surroundings and can attempt to fly it...Since it's his first time manually doing it on a planet. Activating the ships atmospheric thrusters to lift the ship into the air, and begins to move the ship northeast of it's original position.
"Let's see what we got here. 3 energy signatures, neither of them of huge danger, northeast and fairly close of my location. S.H.I.P, use the on board scanning systems to scan the general area of the three locked on energy signatures northeast, 1 mile of our location."
"Yes sir. Scanning complete. First energy signature: Identified race; Zoan. Second energy signature: Identified race; Alien type B, Heran. Third energy signature: Identified race; Human. Anything else you require commander?"
"No S.H.I.P. Nothing else is required of you."
Now for those who doesn't know what S.H.I.P is, it's an on-board, pre-installed computer AI that was installed into the spaceships systems interface. Doing so, the AI connected itself, with supervision, to all the programs, systems, controls, and every bit of technology there is. He only just figured out the A.I was present when he went threw the ships systems and programs manual of how to use, and find. S.H.I.P means Ships Highly Intelligent Personal. Meaning it's a personal A.I with high intelligence for the owner to ask of to do jobs on the ship. With a lab to make robots, the A.I could simply access it and make a physical body in which it could then do what the owner needs of it. But for now, he's already went threw enough with robotic friends, S.H.I.P will just be a ship A.I until further notice.
Approaching the location, 400 feet away, he lands his ship a bit closer. A mere 200 feet away now, the ship slowly descends until the sandy floor. Telling the ships A.I to do a task, the A.I complied and used all the on board robots and assist technology to clean the inside of the ship, up and down, in and out. Little drones escape from a hole on top of the ship and begin shooting little lasers on the ships hull, repairing the metal with highly developed technological lasers that melt, but then freeze metal to reform it in its original position. Thus healing the hull. A ramp gently lowering from beneath the ship, the edge of the ramp hits the sands floor. Slowly walking down it, his sword at hand on his side, his gloves tightly fitted. He walks down the ramp slowly. Setting foot on the sand, he then embarks into the air, flying towards them at a slow pace. Once he'd eventually reach them, he'd land nearby them.
"Hello! Name's Kazar Winters, nice to meet ya! Hey um, injured guy. If you're in need of some help, i can bring you to my ship for some medical supplies to help you heal. Though i don't have any rejuvination tanks to actually heal you, so some bandages, a bit of alcohol, some wraps and a few painkillers and you'll be back on your feat in no time!"
Looking over at the other person present, he gives them a friendly smile. He doesn't need to be going around asking for fights, and definitely not picking fights like last time. Pointing behind him, his ship laid behind him not so far away, little drones still repairing the damaged hull and turrets being deployed back inside to get repaired inside the ship. Looking at the injured Zoan, he gets a size up of his, maybe her injuries? He doesn't know a lot about Zoans as it's a new race to him. Especially whatever a Heran is. However he's a bit relieved to be seeing a normal human once in a while. Come to think of it, Ayumu is the only human he's actually ever met! Aside from the ones at his old school that is. And his mom...Looking at the goat-like zoan he measures him or her up. A few blood stains, obviously some scratches and a few good clean cuts. All he/she really needs is some bandages, and a fe wraps with a few drips of alcohol to kill the germs to prevent an accidental infection.
"And uh, other person. If you'd like, you could come with. There's a chill room in my ship, and a small kitchen with it. Plenty of drinks, soda, water, perhaps beer if that's your fancy. Oh and uh, third person. If you might know any medical training, I think you could be of use at my ship. I have a med-bay on there, you could use it to help patch this person up!"
Signaling for the Zoan, Heran and Human to follow, he quickly stops. Another energy signature came across his head, bigger then the Zoans but maybe as strong or weaker then the Herans, but easily stronger then the humans he can't quite tell. The energy was...Was...Dam he can't get a clear read on it. He can't tell what direction it's in, and he can't sense how far away it is. Dammit what is this? Some sort of magic?! With some experience, or extremely little. He focuses a little mana into his eyes to enhance his sensing, but even then he could hardly feel any type of mana or let alone any sort of magic close by, or far away. He just isn't trained enough to do it.
Putting it aside, he'll have to tell them about it later. Perhaps they might know what it is? Maybe not, but still. He's prioritizing the zoans current health and injuries first, investigation later. If they were willing to follow, he'd try to help the zoan up and get him or her's arm over his head and flies him or her to his ship, heading right for the med-bay. If they weren't ready yet, then he'd still stand there and await for them to speak if they desired to.
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Post by Chai on Jan 7, 2017 22:42:06 GMT
CURRENT POWER LEVEL:
- Chai: 9,775 PL (-75% Heavy Weights)
MULTIPLIERS: N/A
GAIN BONUS: Heavy Weights (+75% PL)
CELESTIAL EVENT: Makyo StarOOC NOTES: I'd prefer if new players or alts or those that haven't met Chai yet join this thread instead of repeats- no offense to people I've already threaded with. Let's hope this thread'll be a fun one! ouob
KEY
"Chai's Dialogue"
"Chai's Telepathy'
'Chai's Thoughts'
<< Previous ThreadDRY HUMOR
Chai seemed to just be a magnet for people, and trouble. Narrowing his eyes to gaze past the sun's harsh glare, to eye a tall Heran approaching. Inching back using his arms more so than his injured leg, Chai would stare up at the Heran with weary uncertainty before he responded. Lying his head back on the sand with a heavy exhale, Chai raised a brow while listening to the man offer help. Breathing a sigh of relief, crooked surprise would spread across the goat's face when the blue-skinned man mentioned digging the goat's grave if the wound was fatal! "P-please don't do that..." Chai spoke in a strained tone, reaching a hand back to his neck. It hurt to talk, as well... While rubbing his hand on the back of his neck, Chai felt something sharp and hard poking into his neck. With a quick pull and a yelp, Chai looked in his hand to see a bloody arrowhead that was stuck in his neck. Breathing at a more level pace now, Chai looked up to the Heran as he continued.
The nameless Heran spoke once more, eyeing the empty socket where Chai's eye once laid. The false white pupil of ki inside the socket stared right back at the heran before the goat's eyelids closed. Gritting his teeth in apprehension and pain when the man spoke of getting payback, the goat would sigh and speak in that same strained, tired, and detached tone. "Believe me, I would if I could, stranger." Chai spoke, opening his eyes halfway. The man then questioned what brought the goat out to the woods, and asked if someone had tried to kill him. Furrowing his brow, Chai tried to remember what happened to him and Guardia, but... nothing. "I was on my way back home, then..." The goat pondered, gritting his sharpened teeth. "...I can't remember." The heran held out his hand to the goat, offering him a helping hand. Hesitantly, Chai would lay still moment before stirring, attempting to raise his form up enough to reach the heran before his wounded leg trembled, and the goat fell back to the sandy ground. Huffing in mild frustration, Chai quickly caught ear of the sound of hastened footsteps.
An earthling skidded over to the downed zoan, examining his wounded leg. Chai's pupil would shrink in shock for a moment before he calmed down, realizing that the human was here to help with his statement. Sighing, the goat lied his injured foot on the ground, keeping it in a bent position to ease some of the tension. "Just get this thing out of my leg so I can get a move on, please." Chai knew it probably wouldn't be as simple as yanking out the spear, and he most likely would have some trouble walking afterwards. But he had to find Guardia! The goat opened his mouth to speak before a shadow cast over the group, blotting out the sun. Looking up, Chai's eyes would widen when a large spaceship would hover over the group!
Gritting his teeth, some ki would briefly flare around the goat as he scanned the signature in the ship, and measured the powers of his two guests while he was at it. The human with the net top was rather weak, and the Heran was much stronger, but not as strong as Chai when he removed his weights. Even so, both of them could easily end the goat's life with his current condition. But the last power in the ship was massive! Not as strong as Tulip when she released her full power, and Chai was able to fair well against her- with Guardia by his side. And now he was injured, and Guardia was gone. Little robots seemed to crawl across the vessel while cleaning and repairing it, but that was the least of Chai's concerns. Inching away a little as it landed and a hatch opened on the bottom, the goat would cautiously glare at the owner of the hight power...
The apparent earthling flew towards the group, speaking in a rather chipper, yet concerned tune. This one offered his help to the goat as well, but Chai had other plans. He couldn't sit around and wait to get better when his precious partner could be in trouble! Shaking his head when the man offered to take him inside his ship, the goat would grit his teeth and try to force himself to his feet, speaking in a strained tone. "N-no! I can't dawdle! Guardia c-could be...! Eeuuuugh..." Managing to stand on his violently shaking leg, which trembled like a bowl full of jelly. Chai managed to stand up, holding his arms out for balance. Maybe he could just hop one one leg, or... Taking a step forward, Chai kept his balance for a few strides before falling back into the sands with a grunt. Letting loose a quick huff when Kazar gestured for the goat to head in his ship, the foolishly determined zoan would try to stand once more.
Yet, unbeknownst to the newfound group, a clawed hand would creep across a nearby boulder as a black furred, horned head peered around. The creature flexed it's bat-like wings a little, locking it's slit like eyes onto the goat, then eyeing the gathering crowd. Another, larger head of the same furry black color peered around, baring sharpened fangs with a low growl. Both of the creatures gazed at each other before diving into the sands without a trace...
CHAI'S ACTIONS
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Post by Kiraburu Sarutobi on Jan 7, 2017 23:16:19 GMT
Kira watched as the fellow Earthling stood on shaky legs quickly grabbed his arm keep him up. "Helping you would really be easier if you laid down. I think our current company is able to hold off whatever looms in the shadows." Kira only said the last bit because he saw the apparent terror on the Goat-man's face. In truth he'd never seen a species of this nature before but sensed no ill intent from the creature. He laid the creature down on his back and took the gourd filled with water off of his waist, popping the cork off. Conservatively he poured small stream onto the wound to cleanse the area before looking at the goat with agony in it's eyes. He tied a rope quick and tight around Chai's upper leg before placing his hands on the spear, presumably examining its position but not moving it at all. This is gonna hurt.. a lot. "So! Tell me where you're from?" Watching confusion settle behind his eyes he pulled the spear through the the goats leg as its bleating filled the air. He cringed, knowing what pain this must of caused and quickly broke the spear in two, taking the symmetrical pieces of material and setting them on the ground. The spear hadn't damaged the femur significantly but just he case he'd keep the broken spear by his side in case the bone did actually break later and one of them needed a splint.
Seeing the goats glare he apologized profusely. "I'm so sorry my friend, that can't have felt great." Tearing a piece of cloth from his vest he wet it before wrapping it tightly around the wound before removing the rope, hoping his 'patient' wouldn't hate him too furiously before long. He helped the goat to his feet, and looked around, broadening his senses and enhancing them with his ki in order to sense for oncoming dangers. Everyone in the party was able to annihilate him with the flick of the rest. He'd do his best to stay on everyone's good side. Although... The purple one didn't seem friendly in the slightest.
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Post by Gekido on Jan 8, 2017 2:04:54 GMT
Powerlevel with Heavyweights:6359.75
He blinked at the human arrived from behind checking the wound of the goat man he just blinking, he was no medic maybe he was, he really was not sure. When the next guy arrived he turned his head looking at him. Both men were probley human, maybe saiyan the second one prehaps the one that just arrived could of been saiyan. His name Kazar Winters seem kinda of odd to him, "Your last name is that of a season that is something i've never heard." He spat at the ground looking at the man as he gestured to enter his ship, "Fat fucking chance i'd enter your ship i don't even who you are." He said crossing his arm looking the man in the eyes standing tall above the Saiyan, He looked at the man nodding, "Yah i would too, i got 2 people i got to pay back but their overwhelming powerful or hard to find, so it is not that easy." He stretched around looking at the men, "Your looking for your friend i help you i guess i got nothing better to do." He said looking at the goat man before sitting down, "Explain to us what happened to our friend and we will be happy to help you as least i will." He said blinking as he stretched in the sand waiting for man to explain.
(Kinda short but here we go!)
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Post by Kazar Winters on Jan 21, 2017 16:47:49 GMT
Looking over at the goat who tried to get up but easily fell back down. He listened to the goats words for the time being. A lost friend hm? So perhaps that might be this weird energy he feels...However he still can't pinpoint the exact direction of where he senses it. Focusing back on everyone else, it seemed the human was going to try and tend to the goats wounds and medical needs. If he were able to, Kazar would walkover to help keep the goat or zoan still.
"A friend huh? I knew I sensed a 4th energy here...But- This friend of yours, who i have to assume is who I'm sensing. Has a very weird aura to him. It's not really much ki, feels more like magic. But even then I hardly know enough about magic, let alone sensing it, to where I could help pinpoint his location. Look, we can get you to my ship for better medical care and we can discuss what all happen."
Standing there, he awaits a response to which, hopefully, he'd get a positive reply from the zoan. Now he waits.
(Crappy post, i know. SO sorry for the wait guys! I absolutely forgot this was a thread XXD)
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Post by Kazar Winters on Feb 25, 2017 3:08:04 GMT
(So, this thread is heading south pretty quick. And thus I'm exiting the thread and requesting for Zeni.)
Exit thread: zeni
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