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Post by Chai on Oct 1, 2017 17:08:24 GMT
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| == CHAI'S PL == 142,266 Base 10 PL Active (Ki Setting/HWs) |
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| == GUARDIA'S PL ==
106,670 Base 106,670 PL Active |
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| GAIN BONUSES: 1/4 Gain Heavy Weights | | FORMS: NONE |
'A little to the left! No-- MY left!' Guardia directed two short Majins, dressed in white uniforms with several multicolored stripes. Balloons of varying colors were coupled with festive streamers and banners. Guardia himself was now helping several party-preppers he hired to help set up the event. Today was a very special day-- Just one short year ago, Chai was still miserable in his home universe. It was amazing how much could change in just a single revolution around the sun.
The central entryway to the Crimson Striker Diner was beautifully decorated. New curtains, flowerpots, and the furniture looked lovely. Guardia bought all necessary things from the market- and more. He even managed to squeeze in a bounce house in the back! But the real star was the food, in Guardia's eyes. Tables laden with delicacies line the walls- courtesy of the Striker Diner's talented cooks and staff. Everything you could think of, and things you have never dreamed of, lie on silver platters with a pleasant, cooked aroma. Televisions that once played some rather boring sports matches were now hooked up to several gaming systems. Piles of other movies lied nearby- all of Chai's favorites. A birthday was a big event, and Guardia couldn't be prouder of how far he and his partner had come.
Everything was just about set- the sword had sent Chai off on some errands earlier to prepare the party in secret... Glancing down at his watch, which was wrapped around his blade, the sword winced at the time. He sent a text awhile ago-- Chai should be here any minute! 'Alright, that's good enough.' Guardia chimed to the majin decoraters as they set a banner in place, nodding to the sword before running off. '...But seriously. Where's everyone else?!' The sword remarked in irritation. He sent out invites with a very specific time and date. If they got here after Chai did, he'd be in trouble...
OOC NOTES: happy birthday to meeeee
To join this event, one must have met Chai prior to this thread. If you have any concerns or wanna join, PM me!
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3/3 KP | No Actions Taken
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Post by Pracross Yendatta on Oct 1, 2017 21:35:16 GMT
Thread PL: 11,216 Heavy Weights Off!: 11,216 PL Suppressed to: 10,000(OOC: Reminder to self, taking Zeni)
Images and Videos will be put in spoilers for optional viewing
Pracross was standing in front of the hotel mirror when he realized what was going on around him. The room was eerily quiet and he couldn't lay his finger on why. The city was busy as usual, the hotel was still fairly populated, and the room had a television running. Maybe he was starting to adjust to the life style of the people on Earth. A low toned tsk escaped the young Saiyan's mouth as he disapproved of the idea, but yet here he was. Certainly, he'd get used to such a life style. As the boy grabbed his hygiene equipment and started to use it, he found his hair, stubborn as always, to stay down. The Saiyan stared down his dark purple eyes as he brushed his teeth, thinking over his recent events. He was so confused from so many things that didn't make sense, but that was probably because he was not that of a legend. After all, the scythe he wielded was meant for a demon, it's intended use was for a genocide, though he couldn't see how that'd be possible, the thing didn't do anything special except occasionally complain and refuse to do the things he says if he pisses it off, but what could he know? Though, if he had to make a guess, it was probably just some bullshit the demon said to scare him. When Pracross walked out of the bathroom, he laid down on the bed and sighed, feeling like he was missing someone or something... Oh, what was it he had to do that he was so excited for? Suddenly, the boy sat up. "Chai's Birthday!"Such Hectic! Much Fast!
The young Saiyan slapped is head and and swallowed as his heart started to rush out of his chest. He jumped out of bed and grabbed his jacket, scarf, gloves and sheath, then started to focus his ki for flight as the scythe he donned floated up and slid itself into his sheath. "I'm coming Guardia!" Pracross grabbed the window and flung it open, took a deep breath and shot out, his incredible speed carrying him far in such short time. "Fudge balls, where was the party supposed to be?!" The Saiyan grabbed his head as he started to think. It was at one of the capitals... North?! South?! Yeah, south! that's it! Pracross shot off to the south, but only ended up in the wrong town. He had traveled from Satan City to the Fortuneteller's Desert, the famous site of his fight with- NO! Now is not the time for stories! He had to go, and FAST! As the force of the speed pressed against the Saiyan, he felt ashamed for forgetting such an important date! But there was nothing else he could do now but to hurry. The boy had never been to the South Capitol, so his searching was going to be even more crazy than the fact he changed locations in a little under a few minutes. Within seconds, the Saiyan was hopping between store to store, park to park, home to home until he finally managed to see a gathering of balloons and a bouncy house around a house, which, when Pracross arrived to, saw only small children and a few adults. Dammit, where is this house?!? The Saiyan was starting to freak out, as if the sentient sword was going to slay him if he were a minute late, so his freak out was definitely happening. (OOC: Cut music here if in use) After another two minutes of scanning once more, he came across another house with a bouncy castle, this time where he saw majin's, humans, saiyans, and just about any other kind of race you could think of on a few seconds notice, either working or ready for a party, which even then the boy doubted the party was correct until he saw a sword, floating around the party and screaming orders. He was here! As the Saiyan landed, he felt a wave of relief in his body as he fell over into the grass, face to the sky, that was, until it hit him. Game Over, Pracross!
He had no present for his goat friend. |
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Post by Collan Vixen on Oct 2, 2017 23:38:15 GMT
A Pinch to Grow an Inch Collan's PL: 56,689 Bonuses: N/A
"Alright...seems like I'm going to make it in time." The white haired wonder smiled at his the virtual screen of his collmunicator in front of him. He closed it as he walked down the street, with a small box in black wrapping under his arm. Not only was this a great day for him, but for his greatest friend as well. He turned a corner where the Crimson Striker Diner came into view, he noticed a Saiyan standing outside that he didn't recognize, and just decided to maybe talk to him later. With that, Collan burst open the doors walking in as he stared at all the decorations being set up.
"I have arrived!" He shouted, attempting to get the attention of Guardia. He was wearing a black dress shirt with white stars all over it, tucked into some khakis, topped all of with just some plain old black leather shoes. He felt it was only right to dress well for the occasion. "So...what's the plan here? Anything I can help with?"
- Attack used: N/A
- KP: 3/3
- OOC: HAP HAP HAP (Also sorry for this being so short).
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Post by Pracross Yendatta on Nov 7, 2017 20:15:23 GMT
OOC: I just wanted cake  |
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