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Post by Zexama on Jun 13, 2015 3:04:45 GMT
(Heavy weights)
Zexama had finished her time in the Gravity chamber for now and walked out of it, Kiwano was in the cockpit of the ship and looked confused at her as he did not know she had still been in there. He was going to tell Zexama that they had landed on Arcose but she didn't listen because, well, he's Kiwano. Zexama got a towel and turned it into a squishy candy towel before placing it around her face which blocked her vision of the windows that displayed the image of space. Of course Zexama did not feel the ship move while she was in the gravity chamber because the change G forces were neutralised by the gravity chamber. She still thought that she was in bamboo forest and of course told the computer to open up the door in front of her, she still had the towel over her face as she walked forward, then like in the cartoons, kept walking for a few seconds before looking down, and falling into Arcose.
She was falling with the towel still wrapped around her head, she was quite relaxed and ate the towel with a single bite, she then used her bukujitsu just before she hit the ground and just floated there, some Wyntre's came over to her and... WAIT WHAT! Where the hell was Zexama, there were so many Wyntre's! How could there be so many. "She fell from the ship! She must of been stealing things! We'll put her in the prison and get her almighty."[/color] Zexama looked at them and spoke in a very confused and worried voice. "Why are there so many Wyntre's?? What the hell are you guys? Why do you all look like ugly Wyntre's?" She realised what she had just said and covered her mouth.
They touched her on the neck with a device and it read on the side, knockout device, it would have worked if Zexama had a brain to knock out, but she didn't, so she pretended to faint to get to where she wanted to go.
She opened her eyes and saw that she was in a prison, the guard asked for her name and so she responded. "Hey ugly Wyntre, what's up? I'm Princess Zexama, but you can call me Princess Zexama!" She gave a wide friendly smile as she thought she had just made a friend, until he responded with this. "I'll call you whatever the hell I want! Queen Wyntre we be coming here to punish you for stealing items in her ship! She was going to respond with What? Or, I belong to that ship! Or something like that, but she instead decided to wait for Wyntre to come and then watch her sigh and then laugh back at her.
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Jun 13, 2015 4:12:08 GMT
"Empress Wyntre, we've found what seems to be a thief who claims to be a Princess," her adviser told her, almost whispering it in her right ear, and as soon as 'thief' was muttered, the Empress was interested. This had become more hopeful, however, when it seemed the thief was a Princess. Either she had a good (false) story to tell or she could be useful. "Does the 'princess' have a name?" she bemusedly queried, realizing this wasn't something to belittle so soon. "Yes, your highness. She said her name was Zexama."Oh. What a great way to make a good day miserable. She exhaled deeply, despite how she breathing was useless for her species. She looked over to her assistant, Voanioala, a rare Konatsian due to his light green hair. He didn't quite understand why Wyntre suddenly looked so depressed, but he had deduced that Wyntre must know Zexama, or had at least heard of her. That would be the one of them. "Bring her before me."Voanioala listened to his orders before going over to the captain of the Elite Ground Guard (an elite soldier group dedicated to defending Arcose itself) and echoing Wyntre's orders. The Elite Ground Guard, or E.G.G., was primarily comprised of Arcosians, many of which selected by Wyntre herself. "Actually, get the Ankoku-sejin to retrieve her, just in case."
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Post by Zexama on Jun 13, 2015 13:44:54 GMT
Zexama was in the charge and nibbling on a piece on the jail cell pole, it was a jail cell pole at least, now it was just a long bit of candy, Zexama had been sure to make to extra tough even for her so that it would last her a while. Then that's when she saw a bunch of ugly green guys being backed up by two arcosians with Ki blasters. "This is what Empress was worried about? Are you serious?" The other guy just nudged her and kept walking before the Ankoku-senjin.
Zexama walked out of the prison with the candy still firmly placed in her hand, she looked at one of the arcosians and she returned the look and aimed her Ki blaster at Zexama before releasing a shot straight at her. It then bounced off and hit the floor. Zexama used the candy cane as a staff before using her candy bind technique of both of the Arcosian guards as they were encased in candy.
Zexama then looked at the big green thing and hit him on his feet to trip him over, the beast was very stupid and Zexama jumped onto the things neck and held on before hitting it on the side of the face her candy cane. It got angry and tried to attack the candy cane with its face, then Zexama moved it towards where the guards had come from before smashing though the wall where Wyntre had been on the other side off and knocked out of green thing with a flick to the head. She then slid down and bowed to Wyntre before speaking to her. "Why the hell is there so many ugly Wyntre's around?"
((Let's just say I have the 8x now, is that fair? Up to you))
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Jun 16, 2015 9:48:50 GMT
((After writing a 990 word post in word, as soon as I pressed the floppy disk save button, word decided to crash. After briefly hulking out, I came back to my senses. Here is the bare minimum. I will edit in much more detail when my muse rekindles.))
"Many of these are Arcosians and therefore members of the most powerful species in the Universe. You should pay respect. Well, I suppose I should tell you: this is Arcose. I would have gave you a more calm tour, but I suppose there is no time for that now. Do you have any questions?"
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Post by Zexama on Jun 18, 2015 8:21:48 GMT
Zexama nodded her head in understanding the current situation, this was the place that Wyntre called Arcose, so Wyntre was the queen of this place and all her underlings are ugly clones of Wyntre, wait no, hmm, they are her off spring! Zexama thought she had hit the jackpot as she raised her hands and screamed silently in enjoyment. She then stop spinning around in circles and her brain began to figure out an answer to a new question, and very soon, she was confused. "So if these are all your kids, and they're ugly... Who's the dad? Wow, he must be a real ugly one if he made your children look this ugly."
She had not yet realised that she just complemented Wyntre greatly, except she had ruined the mood of the courtyard and a solider with a Ki weaponised spear pointed it towards Zexama and started shouting. "HOW DARE YOU INSULT THE QUEEN LIKE THAT! WE ARE NOT HER OFF SPRING YOU MUT! WE ARE THE MOST POWE-" That's when his entire body was surrounded in a thick layer off candy except his hand and arm. Zexama had used her Candy bind technique around the arcosian and left his arm so that Zexama could apply pressure to that part. The candy quickly started squishing his arm before he dropped the spear and a growling noise could be heard from within. "Let me guess, you are the most powerful race in the universe and what not, lemme tell you something, I DON'T CARE!"
Then Zexama skipped up towards Wyntre and gave a quick bowl, the Arcosian was freed from the Candy and was crawling on the ground holding his arm. Zexama pushed a button on her scouter and it displayed the power level of Wyntre and all the guards, pfft, Wyntre's power was fairly low but Zexama knew that she had the power to transform and make that power much higher. Zexama walked up to Wyntre and all the guards were unable to respond after checking their scouters. Zexama then bowled and asked one final question.
"Yes, I do have a question, How does someone like you fall so low and make this ugly of off spring, these guy don't even like you much, one just denied his relationship to you!"
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Jun 21, 2015 3:21:31 GMT
Oh, how Zexama's imagination could soar.
The Arcosian soldier, while it was true that the Arcosians are the most powerful species (at least when measured in power per being), was not just some alien with a low amount of will-power. The most the Elite of the Elite would have done was to quietly alarm Zexama to not be so absolutely crazy in front of the queen. After all, they are the Elite of the Elite. It's not as if Wyntre was so naive as to choose her Elite Ground Guard based solely on power; no, they are chosen based off of their ability to protect, their ability to work as a team and, among other things, to not rage out when a pink fairy bubble-gum child is incapable of understanding simple biology. The matter of the fact was, most of the beings in the room were older than Wyntre, including Zexama herself. Wyntre sighed, letting it be known that she, in no way, was supporting the mad ravings Zexama had splurted out.
"None of these are my children. Go back to the ship, test out the GC and read up on the Arcosians in the digital library. Begone."
[Attempted end. Knowing Zexama, it won't work XD]
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Post by Zexama on Jun 23, 2015 9:33:41 GMT
Zexama looked at Wyntre with a understanding look, it seemed that none of these ugly things were Wyntre's offspring, but then Wyntre started treating her like a child, as usual. Zexama looked at Wyntre with a angry look, a very little amount of smoke came out of the holes in her back and she stomped her right foot while bringing her arms to her side. Her body emitted a huge amount of Ki, it flowed though her body and shot in all directions except Wyntre. Guards that were hit went flying into the wall and fell to the ground cringing in pain.
"I have tried it! I've gotten to 120x Gravity and it was easy! Now stop treating me like a f***ing child and treat me with respect! You better treat me with at least a spec of respect before I regain my intelligence or I quit!"
Zexama was looking directly into Wyntre's eyes and cared about very little things other than Wyntre's answer, even if Wyntre was fine with Zexama quitting, she would most likely leave and await for Wyntre's response after that. This was it though, Zexama was truly fed up with Wyntre's shit and didn't want to be treated like a child. Whether Wyntre was her boss or not she didn't care.
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Jun 23, 2015 10:17:35 GMT
Wyntre sat in her Hover Chair, gently leaning in to Zexama. These words intrigued her. She was peeling off the innocent outer shell of Zexama and getting to the popping, overly-sour insides, or so it seemed. Uh-oh. This is when Zexama continued speaking words Wyntre did not expect to hear. The phrase 'regain my intelligence' seemed to strike Wyntre the most. What the hell was that supposed to mean? Regain? Would this not mean that Zexama once had any? Zexama spoke of the whole thing as if it were going to happen, possible quite soon... How could Zexama possibly know that she is going to inevitably gain the closest thing a Majin has to a brain? By saying this, I by no means say that the species is stupid, I am simply saying their anatomy is... not standard. Oh yeah, and I supposed she just attacked the guards. She moved her hand up to make a 'stop' signal, telling the soldiers to not fire at Zexama. That wouldn't accomplish much. All in all, it seemed that Zexama knew a bit more than she was letting on.
"When you get up to 150g, I will be happy to train with you. Ah, Zexama... what do you mean by you 'regaining your intelligence'? Why are you so sure of this?"
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Post by Zexama on Jun 23, 2015 10:31:26 GMT
Zexama looked at Wyntre as she cooled off, the steam coming out of her back slowly died down and Zexama good as knew. She intently looked at Wyntre before shrugging her shoulders, she wasn't all to happy about training with Wyntre, the last that happen Wyntre mocked her a little bit then left. Then Wyntre brought up how Zexama mentioned regaining her intelligence. Zexama knew she would regain it sooner or later, the only difference was Zexama may come out of the process as evil or good. Zexama felt like keeping everything to herself and not giving any information to Wyntre for she would probably gather the information and shove it into books and spread Majin stuff all around the universe.
"I will not share you everything about the Majin race but I will give you a clue, I will come back as smart 100% Whether I will try and kill everyone I meet or help them is out of the question, I do not think I can be so sure that I will still be sane when I regain my intelligence. I am so sure of this because he's coming."
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Jun 23, 2015 10:55:47 GMT
Oh, now things were getting ridiculously cryptic. Who in the Home for Infinite Losers was 'he'? Oh, why couldn't Zexama just tell her already? Her hand signal, the stop sign, then moved a whole ninety degrees and revolved another 180 so that her hand was visibly above her left thigh and pointing directly upwards.
"Zexama, in the dearest of all things, do explain what, of everything that could have possibly ever been something, who 'he' is? Oh, and while you're at it, could you simply explain why any of this makes sense? Don't worry, if you do... I believe the term is 'go psycho knife crazy', Arcose would be there to help alleviate and help do whatever candy-related ritual I presume to be needed. Maybe not a ritual, who knows? Don't answer that."
With the slight movement of her hand over the holographic UI interface, she disabled 'static mode' as she was once again able to move the Hover-Chair itself around freely, allowing her extreme ease of access, and, among other features, the ability to move down the stair-case in between the two with still at least a meter in between the bottom of the transport device and the tip of the floor, more commonly referred to as the 'floor'.
"Oh, and one last thing," she said, deciding to test Zexama's intelligence now and making a note to do so in the future, just in case it's some sort of gradual increase, "What is eight squared?"
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Post by Zexama on Jun 23, 2015 11:13:29 GMT
Zexama currently did not fell comfortable with the situation, her feet shifted from side to side to prove this. Wyntre did some thing with her chair and came down the stairs, she had requested that Zexama told her everything about this situation and Zexama had to refuse the offer.
"I'm sorry Wyntre, I'm afraid I can't do that, you would have to remove everyone from the area and switch off all of the cameras in order for me to tell you this information, I do not want this going public."
Zexama waited patiently as she thought about how much information she should really tell Wyntre, what was the point of even telling her this? She couldn't yet figure out a reason for such madness but Zexama should trust Wyntre since she has done quite a lot for Zexama and she deserved something in return from Zexama. "Oh, the answer is candy."
If Wyntre accepted the request and the room was abandoned, Zexama would speak the following. "Well, when I was created by the evil wizards I was split into two beings, me and Faltroshish, also known as him. The wizards had favoured the evil over the good so they put my power and intelligence into the evil half of me. I then killed him and stuff and now he's back and trying to kill me, if he absorbs me, he controls us, or vice verse. Happy?" If Wyntre did not listen to her request Zexama would just stand there, arms crossed and her foot tapping.
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Jun 25, 2015 9:15:31 GMT
Getting everyone out of the Throne Room and disabling any cameras would have pesky. It would take too long for what Wyntre figured might be something as utterly disappointing as saying it's 'candy'... again. Wyntre could not say, at least truthfully, that she was not intrigued. Yes, quite intrigued she was. So utterly intrigued, in fact, that she was even tempted to go through all of the effort to disable every camera and send out every guard. But alas, this was only temptation. She would not go through all of that effort for one minor thing such as this; no, rather, she had a better idea to play out. This idea was as follows: they'd simply to the Safe Room.
Yes, the Safe Room. Normally, according to what she had gathered from the human's 'internet' which they claim to have invented (BAH!), Safe Rooms are often used, on earth, to keep the inhabitants of a household in the event of a break-in or a natural disaster. Similarly, the particular safe room in question was used for protecting all the non-powered citizens who'd get in the way if, for say, a thread were to arrive. She moved her face as her body, and then Hover Chair in turn turned with it as Wyntre passed the 5-meter pure graphene (no, not graphite) door which immediately opened at her hand's command. Wyntre passed through and expected Zexama to, too, so she could explain whatever was going on. If that fit the perameters and Zexama spoke, Wyntre's intrigue would have been relinquished.
"Not quite. You said you killed him, did you not? How could he be dead and come back? That's not how it works. Is this jibberish Scargot told you?" she asked, recounted her psychic discussion with the Namek who seemed to have a fatherly relationship with Zexama.
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Post by Zexama on Jun 25, 2015 9:58:34 GMT
Zexama followed Wyntre into the room in which felt slightly weird, it was made out of a weird substance and she had not really grown to like these sort of things. Zexama listened to Wyntre and was thinking about what to reply until Wyntre had mocked Scargot. Zexama tilted her head down and raised her hand before zooming around Wyntre and tried to kick the back of her chair. "You do not speak about Scargot like that, never do it again or your chair won't be the only think broken."
Zexama eased the anger from her body and surrounded the broken chair with candy and turned all the broken bits into the candy candy. The chair reformed and Zexama clicked her fingers and the candy was removed and replaced with the chair that it was. With a wave of her hand a wine glass appeared along with some wine. "Enjoy the wine Wyntre. Now to answer your question. I am 100% positive that he will come back, It also makes me wonder about what happens when you do die. I might even tell you once I get his memories, if you teach me the Supernova technique."
Zexama was truly intrigued with what happened after you died, she almost wanted to find Faltroshish so that she could get the memories back forcefully. However she did not need to do this because he was coming for her and she couldn't stop it. Almost by coincidence, an Image of him appeared in her head and his laughed filled the room, if Wyntre was paying attention she would be able to hear the laughing quite clearly. Zexama fell to the ground holding her head, she felt like she was going insane but she had to keep it together. "She doesn't believe I'm real does she Zexama?" Zexama heard the voice in her head and shouted at Faltroshish. "GO AWAY!!!"
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Jun 29, 2015 7:27:34 GMT
What Zexama wildly assumed to be an insult was much closer, in fact, to anything but an insult. She was, after all, merely asking if it was gibberish Scargot had told her. If it was, than that would be of no surprise. Parents were expected to lie to their children about Ginyu Claus and the Easter Burter, this was generally accepted. This is why it would come to Wyntre of little surprise if he had comforted her with what seemed to be After-Life Lies™. Meanwhile, Wyntre maneuvered out of the way, masterfully done due to a lot of practive moving the Hover-Chair. Because the chair had not broken, it had not been repaired, either. Despite this, she graciously accepted the wine, the brand of which she had enjoyed due to its mild spice and long-lasting pleasant taste. Truly, it was a paroxysm of elegant surprise.
"This is one of your flaws, Zexama. Like many others, you assume too much. No, in no way, shape or form was I mocking Scargot: rather, I was asking if it was a story he had told you. You are familiar with legends of monsters, made to scare people into doing the morally-positive thing, yes? But, alas. If you think it is definite he is going to come, you surely must train to your full potential: and than beyond," she said, purposely making it make no sense to confuse Zexama. "Yes. Yes, I will teach you the Supernova if you solemnly swear to nev-... No. No, perhaps 'Faltroshish' might use it is a way that would not be acceptable. I'm sorry, Zexama, I will have to teach you after you've won: not before."
Oh, and than there was laughter. Wyntre made an educated guess and figured that it must belong to Faltroshish, somehow communicating from beyond the grave. "He sounds malicious. You should prepare."
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Post by Zexama on Jun 30, 2015 7:34:14 GMT
Zexama raised an eye brow as Wyntre seemed to expose one of her ‘flaws’, she had no idea in anyone’s mind what the hell she had meant. Even though Zexama had calmed down about Wyntre talking about Scargot she had now became confused on why Wyntre thought that Zexama must have done this a lot, in all honestly this was the first time Zexama had done that in her knowledge. Zexama thought of the definition of Flaw before talking to her Scouter. ”I’ll get back to you on that Wyntre. Hey scouter, what the definition of Flaw?” The scouter provided Zexama with a 3-D image of a dictionary and it opened up showed the word flaw. ”Flaw: noun A mark, blemish, or other imperfection which mars a substance or object. "A flaw in the glass"
Zexama listened to the scouter and turned her head towards Wyntre. ”No I don’t think it is a flaw with me. I agree that is a bad idea, but I will tell you about the After Life after if you do your part as well. Zexama thought about what Wyntre had said and why she thought all of a sudden that Zexama would lose, it must be because she thought she was weaker than him. Wyntre then said that Faltroshish was Malicious and she should prepare and Zexama agreed.
Zexama thought of an idea that would help her train, maybe they could go into the Gravity Chamber and train in there, perhaps they could even have a little spar to challenge both of them. Zexama was actually much more excited about this than she knew because she didn’t know the power of Wyntre at all. ”Alright let’s ignore him, let’s go to the Gravity Chamber hmm? I believe we could have a spar. Is 125x alright? Zexama waited for Wyntre’s response to her question as she was particularly thrilled about the current situation.
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