Doctor Kouda
Rising Soul
PL: 58,708; Chaos Form(x7), Muenster Form(x12) Items: One-Use SpacePod, Heavy Weights (1/4 of PL), Royal Spaceship, 2 Extra Seats, Tier 4 Gravity Chamber; Tier 1 Shop, "I Love Bao" T-shirt, Tier 3 Healing Chamber, 1 5kPL Guard, 1 10k PL Guard; Zeni: 176
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Post by Doctor Kouda on May 13, 2015 4:00:18 GMT
Kouda watched as the last of the invited poured into the room. He had heard much about the human named Abraxas. He presented himself in quite a formal manner that pleasantly surprised Kouda. There was a particular certainty in his face that Kouda noticed. He seemed trustworthy, Kouda felt.
"We finally meet, Abraxas. I have heard much about you."
Kouda began feeling his patience wither as he watched Komoto and Hitora step into the room. He was worried that they would be unruly on this occasion. Komoto was surprisingly calm. Kouda noticed that he referred to the organization as a family of sorts. He wondered if that was a cultural majin interpretation or something else entirely. Either way, the concept wasn't entirely far-fetch.
"You did well, Komoto. I made sure that flan would be arranged"
Hitora seemed as brash as ever. His youthful fire was present as always. As much as Kouda hated to admit, Hitora was a valuable and fierce warrior to their cause and he was glad to see that the young saiyan decided to return. Perhaps in time, he would understand the saiyan more.
"Hitora, I see you decided to join us. I'm glad."
Kouda then froze when he spotted the arcosian that crept into the room. Kouda watched his movements carefully. Old habits died hard. Although Kouda had a rough past with Arcosians, he had also met a few that he befriended. Hopefully, Pola would be an ally. He was a powerful warrior like many of the beings he had invited. Although it was hard to read Pola's expression, he appeared to be satisfied.
"Pola, welcome. Help yourself to anything here. Everyone, feel free to indulge in anything here"
Kouda folded his hands and placed them in front of his mouth as he listened to Pah'mazhan brief them about the organization. Everything seemed correct so far from what Kouda could tell.
He watched the zooanthrope noisily devouring the syrup-drowned flan. Kouda smiled when Meril finished speaking.
"What happens next? That is a very excellent question."
Kouda tapped on a few keys on a control panel on the arm of his chair.
"As you may know, our organization has a large network of followers and associates. Obviously, we have common interests so we help out our loyal members. I am sure you noticed them as you were entering the ship. They're disciplined assassins, thieves, spies, hackers, and revolutionaries. There are various reasons why these 'Messengers' carry out our tasks but the consistent factor is that they are loyal to our cause. Not through fear. Loyalty. They have all been trained in stealth and espionage to carry out various tasks for our organization. They can be trusted, I assure you. Without their skill and professionalism, we could never have reached you in the amount of time that we did. They're here on this ship for the same reason you boarded. They seek cooperation and brotherhood. That is what I offer you."
Kouda placed his claws on the edge of the table and searched the faces of his associates for any response.
"Our 'individual' goals are not that simple. We all have different reasons for being here like the Messengers outside. All goals that our comradeship will help us accomplish. But let me show you a concept easier to understand if you're not convinced."
Kouda pressed a button on the control panel which caused several hologram pictures and files of several individuals. The pictures showed BBA soldiers and tanks plowing through the streets of a burning city. A magnified, blurry picture of a blue haired android floating above a city and a bioandroid absorbing a golden haired saiyan.
"The enemy of my enemy is my friend."
Kouda pressed another button which caused the hologram to display a symbol of a blue banner with two white "B"s one each side.
"Obstacles, friends. We have obstacles. The Blue Banner Army are not the only ones. They have allies and competitors. More obstacles."
Kouda raised his claw and clenched it.
"Join me and we will tear down our enemies one by one until there's no one that can stop us."
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Post by Deleted on May 13, 2015 4:41:30 GMT
Hitora listened to the strange creature known to him as Kouda speak, he spoke on various things and some of it was inconsequential to him. That is, until he showed the small video of a Super Saiyan being…eaten for lack of a better word by some strange being. Hitora watched, his Saiyan blood boiling due to seeing one of the strongest by virtue of being a Super Saiyan, so easily dying like that. Hitora then watched as it turned to showing some weird ass army and showing tanks going through a burned out city, showed a strange blue banner with two white B’s on either side, as Kouda explained that it was an enemy, that there were other factions that would be their opponents too beyond this “blue banner army”. Hitora’s blood thirst began to raise, he would find the challenge that he so sought, and when that was done, he would conquer the universe and rule without a single opponent that could rise to challenge him a thought that much intrigued the young Saiyan, perhaps in doing so he too would ascend to the ranks of Super Saiyan and show the universe why they should fear the Saiyan’s, that they were the rightful rulers of the universe with him leading them as their King.
Hitora then stood from a seat he had taken, his black clothes swishing gently and began to speak “I’ll join, this factions enemies shall become mine, its detractors mine. Just know one thing, I do this not out of sympathy for your faction or your ideals, but because for the time being this factions goals and my own coincide with one another and for that reason alone I shall work with you. But know this, I am no pawn, no mere soldier, I will not be ordered around, I do not offer my vassalage, and I shall not simply do what anyone in this faction says because I am a member of this faction. I will however, work with you and listen to suggestions, if that is agreeable to you all, I shall join you and fight alongside you all with everything I have and I shall expect no less from the rest of you on this matter.” Hitora then looked at all those gathered briefly before retaking his seat at the table, wondering what the rest of those assembled would say to what he had just said.
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Post by Deleted on May 13, 2015 8:06:51 GMT
Komoto watched the video, of a Saiyan that looked powerful being rated, and the army that came next. Komoto was so happy, he couldn't help but laugh, but laugh only grew louder and louder, and he was forced to take off his mask in case he broke it, revealing his horrible Majin features as he laughed.
Komoto then walked up to the table that had the holograms of all the Blue Banner Army soldiers, and pointed to the android Vi-poi, the one who looked like he was in control. Komoto's laughing was finally starting to die down, but the grin that showed his shark like smile remained.
"That one... I want to eat him, I want to eat the leader of their army, if anyone else beats me to the punch I'll eat them instead", Komoto said as he looked at the picture of Vi-poi. It would be true that the other robot that was shown was clearly much stronger, but Komoto wanted the leader for personal reasons, reasons he would not share with the Red Eclipse.
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Post by Deleted on May 16, 2015 21:42:11 GMT
Pola's temperament had taken on a very different visage after watching the recording. Just what exactly did he just witness? A Super Saiyan!? How was that possible!? He'd only heard myths and stories about monkeys transcending into powerful golden warriors, and such beings had been noted for being particularly adept at eliminating the most powerful Arcosians in those stories. A Super Saiyan was the equivalent of an Arcosian boogeyman, and from seeing this video footage, it was very clear Pola had become unsettled; not only because a Super Saiyan had actually been recorded as existing, making a nightmare very real, but the fact that it was being...eaten. There was something out there that actually ate Super Saiyans. The fact that anything other than an Arcosian like himself could even fight one, let alone act as a predator to one? Now that was unsettling. He noted that he'd have to seriously step up his training to go against the world's strongest, and that was simply to survive encountering these freaks of nature. He would match them somehow, he had to! Eyeing the individuals in the room, he hoped they shared the same sentiment. Should he ever unleash his True form, he was stronger than many of them by leagues and bounds, and he actually was concerned with that being the case.
The other subject of note was a strange being with a melted metallic hand assisting the predator in devouring the Super Saiyan. Was that a machine? This was downright inconceivable. How could some sort of man-made artificial construct stand up to a Super Saiyan? He was mostly offended by the fact that by relation, this...machine was very likely far out of his own league. The very thought of it was insulting. The thought that a fighter could be constructed artificially and could match that kind of power was something he would have laughed off at any other circumstance, but with the proof right here staring him in the face, he couldn't just shrug it off. He had to get serious and amass his power, pushing himself beyond any limit he could possibly dream of to stand on the same plateau as these...these...freaks! His brow furrowing in frustration as he finished his meal, he rolled his wine glass in circles between his fingers, staring down into the liquid at his own reflection in the glass and liquid. ''No...I am not enough. This is ridiculous! How can these beings wield enough power to stand up to that golden monkey!?''
With a growl barely beneath ear-shot, he took another drink of wine to finish off the glass and sat it down upon the table, studying the video footage carefully to look for any plausible reason to help this make sense. While it was true some Arcosians had dabbled in cybernetics, they were almost always still organic in some way. The fact that some soul-less machine aided by some freak of nature could do something like this was almost like witnessing a living nightmare. Scanning his eyes across those present in the room, he decided on one thing of the utmost import; power. Even if they wouldn't follow the same sentiments, he would gladly surpass everyone here if it meant he'd never have to witness this kind of disgust again.
''Consider me interested. Nothing in that video footage makes an inkling of sense. If we are to conquer enemies of this sort of magnitude, everyone here, myself included, is going to need to completely eclipse the state of being we're a part of now. A Super Saiyan is nothing to scoff at; the fact that a machine and whatever that thing is eating it means there are likely plenty more individuals out there that share the same power. The only way we're going to grow to that kind of strength is by aligning our common goals and pushing ourselves to the brink to become strong enough to wipe them from the face of the galaxy.''
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Post by Deleted on May 19, 2015 13:33:18 GMT
Kouda began to speak, and he delineated the many purposes that the Red Eclipse's members served. The video was pure propaganda, but it did its work. Various individuals of tremendous power appeared, and disappeared. Abraxas could only stare as Kouda spoke, galvanized by his words, but feeling strangely like he was out of his league. He'd only ever used his latent abilities to evade the police, who were bumbling and weak. Even within this room he felt like he was one of the weakest, and he wondered what it was Pah'ma'zhan saw in him, to invite him to this collective of such powerful beings. What even was Komoto? He couldn't even tell. And Pola...he matched some of the footage of aliens he'd seen in his time, but even his power was far beyond his.
In addition, some seemed to recognize the species being shown on the screen, and even Pola was shaken. Abraxas looked around at the motley group, and he thought for a while. Listening to Kouda's words, he felt his spirit rise. Sitting in a chair, Abraxas lifted a spoon of flan to his mouth, and swallowed it quietly. Pola spoke of aligning goals and pushing themselves to the brink...well it appeared Abraxas was finally being put to the kind of test he'd wanted all his life. Kouda's final line, about tearing down every obstacle in their path...pure self-improvement. "Well...as the weakest one here, it is easy for me to wonder how I might be able to contribute, but consider me in. I've been part of such organizations before, albeit on a much smaller scale, and I do have a few tricks up my sleeve."
Abraxas reflected on the gangs he'd been in before, especially the last one. Their leader was a truly charismatic individual who kept the gang together. Nobody ever betrayed them because they had all been a family. Since they had been disbanded by the police, Abraxas had felt lost, looking for his own path. It was becoming clear to him that his path was not simply of his own, but that he was meant to aid, to assist, to temper, and to help others to their goals. "I'll show you what a simple earthling can do. I simply ask that I be respected and seen as an equal, for I believe I do have much that I can add to our new family."
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Post by Deleted on May 19, 2015 14:21:02 GMT
After Komoto had his laugh, he grew increasingly bored and sleepy, and decided that he did not care for the rest of the meeting. The Majin, without saying anything to anyone, simply yawned as he he grabbed more flan, then left the room to go to his bedroom and take a good long nap.
(Thread Exit | Heavy Weights On | Pl Bonus Please)
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Post by Pah'mazhan on May 22, 2015 2:40:26 GMT
Nodding toward his new compatriots, Pah'mazhan walked toward the center console and shut off the hologram projecting their badge. "If no one has any further questions, I call this meeting to an end. This is our base of operations, named the Golden Fox. Return here for solace, sanctuary from the law, and to rest. The Messengers of the Eclipse will be more than happy to show you to your new rooms. We also have a fully modified Gravity Chamber at your own disposal, and feel free to use it to your heart's content. But a fair warning, don't go more than 10 G's at a time... the results could be quite difficult to fix." Looking at each new member of the Eclipse one more time before taking another bit of food from the silver platter, the bio android concluded. "We're a team now, and we function as a cohesive unit. Right now, everyone's first and only prerogative is to grow stronger. I offer personal spars, if you're interested."
Walking out of the room, Pah'mazhan would take a right into his own room and begin meditating on the past events. As Kouda said, there was a master plan, and that day was rapidly approaching... He was sure to be ready for when it came.
[[Finished, requesting Power level! Heavy Weights in effect]]
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Meril
Newcomer
PL: 14,883; Intense Struggle(x3): 44,649; Items: One-Use SpacePod, Heavy Weights (1/4 of PL); Zeni: 0
Tag: @meril
Posts: 29
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Post by Meril on May 22, 2015 3:22:10 GMT
Komoto's reply to the hologram was more than disturbing for Meril. She looked away and grabbed her last piece of flan. Meril listened intently as Pah'mahzhan talked. His voice was reassuring and calming. He mentions what Meril hears as an invitation to spar and Meril ears perk up as she looks up from her feast, face full of caramel. She manages to choke up a response that goes along the lines of, "You bet your ass I'll fight you! We have unfinished business!" But the response sounds like gurgled screams and mumbles.
Meril swallows her flan and looks back to see that Pah'mahzhan had already left the room. Dammit! Now I look stupid. Meril cleans face and gets up. She adjusts her fur and walks over to Doctor Kouda. "If I may make a request Doctor, I would like it if I could get a scratching post in my room, to sharpen my claws. I would be most grateful," Meril says, trying to be as proper as she can. The doctor gave her a new home and chance for her to become powerful, she would make sure that she would treat him with respect. With that Meril walked out of the room and continued on to her room to continue investigating the odd apparatus in her bathroom.
[[leaving thread, power level please and thank you, heavy weights in effect]]
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Doctor Kouda
Rising Soul
PL: 58,708; Chaos Form(x7), Muenster Form(x12) Items: One-Use SpacePod, Heavy Weights (1/4 of PL), Royal Spaceship, 2 Extra Seats, Tier 4 Gravity Chamber; Tier 1 Shop, "I Love Bao" T-shirt, Tier 3 Healing Chamber, 1 5kPL Guard, 1 10k PL Guard; Zeni: 176
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Post by Doctor Kouda on May 23, 2015 7:25:05 GMT
Hitora's heated response moved Kouda. There was a certain hate growing within the saiyan. Anger for the shame that had been done to his people. And it was this that Kouda could understand of him. Kouda nodded.
"No one will have higher command than you here Hitora. No one will have higher command than any of you. This is an alliance. No one is forcing any of you to be here. I couldn't command you even if I wanted to. That being said, I hope you and I can help one another."
Kouda raised a glass of his wine and looked over at Pola.
"And train we will. Thanks to our combined efforts, this ship is set with the best training equipment science can make. It is very clear that we share a mutual enemy and a common sense of caution. Everyone, let us drink to their deaths, friends."
He then took a long drink from his glass of space wine. He never thought he'd be sharing a friendly drink with an arcosian. But Kouda supposed he was seeing strange things everyday as he noticed Komoto salivating over the hologram.
"As far as I'm aware, the killing blow to the android will belong to you. Do what you will with him. The android's days are numbered."
Kouda turned to Abraxas who had spoken up.
"As I've mentioned before, you are an equal here. We require someone of your specialty to assist us. We need your understanding of probability."
Pah'mazhan was speaking to them about their living arrangements on the ship before he left.
"Yes, like Pah'mazhan said, feel free to find a personal quarter on the ship. I'll have the crew arrange any personal preferences you might with your living arrangements. The gravity chamber is always available for you to use as well. Consider this is another home for you now."
Meril made a strange request that caused Kouda to stare at her blankly.
"I will see to it that this 'scratching post' that you speak of is sent to your quarters. Whatever it may be..."
The majin Komoto began laughing as the meeting came to a close. There was a certain feeling in the room. Kouda could feel it. It was ambition. It was the wheels beginning to turn. They saw the fruition of their plan and the beginning of another. This alliance and its members were the start of something powerful. Without thinking, the good doctor erupted in a sinister laughter as the meeting of villains came to its conclusion. Kouda knew that this was only the beginning.
[Exiting thread. Requesting PL (heavy weights on), please and thanks]
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Post by Deleted on May 23, 2015 7:34:36 GMT
[Exit, PL please, Heavy Weights have been on entire thread]
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Post by Deleted on May 23, 2015 20:51:45 GMT
Topping off his glass once more at Kouda's offer in raising his own, the Arcosian smiled fiendishly as he brought his now-refilled glass to his lips and took a long, hearty drink. This was going to be the start of something great indeed. With the general consensus stating the meeting was now adjourned, he rested back in his chair to finish what he had left of his meal to keep his energy up. Folding his arms in a satisfied fashion after finishing, his small frame bounced off the chair and landed sprightly on the floor. Offering a short bow of farewell to his new comrades in distinct Arcosian fashion, he made his exit to find a messenger to show him around the ship, namely to his quarters. With his convictions now set and with clear milestones beginning to form, he encountered one of the red-clad Messengers moments after leaving the table and departed to see what all resources he now had at his disposal.
[Thread Exit, Zeni please!]
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Post by Deleted on May 23, 2015 21:36:30 GMT
[Exit, PL, Heavy Weights]
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Vi-Poi
Administrator
Premier of Earth
PL: 434,410
Soul(x40P), Overdrive(x43)
Zeni: 1,247
Tag: @vipoi
Posts: 2,833
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Post by Vi-Poi on May 25, 2015 0:20:57 GMT
Kouda, M.D., 2158 WC & 3860 PL! Komoto 769 WC & 1262 PL! Abraxas 1078 WC & 1981 PL! Donatsu, when you return link me to this thread and PM me with what you would like. Hitora 966 WC & 1893 PL! Pola, 2536 WC & 2587 Zeni! Pah 1245 WC & 2532 PL! Meril 1605 WC & 3342 PL! Think that's everybody, adding.
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