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Post by Zexama on Jun 29, 2015 2:58:08 GMT
[Heavy Weights on]
Zexama woke up from her nap and rapidly blinks her eyes without control over them. She gave off a yawn and raised her arms into the air to stretch before putting them back on the couch that she moved to the cockpit. ”Yo computer, are we there yet?” Zexama said this in the most annoying tone that she possibly could so that she could make the emotionless computer annoyed. ”Welcome back Zexama, and no, we are not there yet. There is still one hour till arrival.” The computer’s electronic voice trailed through all the speakers of the room as Zexama crossed her arms and slumped back in her seat for another ten seconds before repeating the question.
”ARE WE THERE YET??” Zexama screamed like an annoying child in a car during a long boring field trip. ”Has it been an hour? No? Then the appropriate answer to your question is no.” Zexama head butted herself in the knee several times for at least a minutes for shouting the question was again. ”ARE WE THEY NOW??” Zexama stood up and they a bag of chips at the computer screen, without too much force of course. ”No Zexama, it has not been one hour, the answer is still no.”
Zexama had no choice but to smile as she was causing amusement to herself somehow. ”Hey computer…” A long pause followed before the familiar electronic voice was heard again. ”Yes Zexama…” The computer said this in a very slow voice as it knew what would be approaching next. ”Are we there yet?” Zexama rubbed her hands together as she eagerly waited for the computer’s response. ”Yes… we are there.” The computer thought about putting Zexama in a cannon and shooting her over to Earth, instead it decided to use the emergency super booster fuel.
The ship stopped moving all together and a different computer voice was heard. ”SEAT BELTS MUST BE ON AT ALL TIMES FROM NOW TO TILL THE END ON THE FLIGHT! SUPER FUEL ACTIVATED IN TEN. NINE…”[/b] Zexama looked around on the couch and found no seatbelt, instead she just got a hold of the couch a pulled a candy seat belt from it because magic. She strapped herself up and made the chip packet that she threw at the computer fly over to her. She took a handful of chips as the computer continued counting down. THREE… TWO…”
Zexama clapped her hands as she waited for the show to begin. ”ONE! ENGINES ACTIVATED!”[/b] Zexama went flying towards Earth at amazing speeds, she felt her insides move around as she closed her eyes. In a few second she opened her eyes and the outside of the ship was Earth. ”Thanks computer, open the pod bay doors!” The door of the ship open and Zexama skipped out of it. She was in a strange town and the first thing she saw was a bar.
She walked in and looked around, people gave her odd looks but didn’t take any action. She walked up to the counter and the bar tender raised an eyebrow. ”I’ll get the strongest thing you got!” The man just laughed at her and continued to clean a cup with a small cloth. ”Get out of here Kid, go find you parents!” Zexama smiled as she thought of an idea that was bound to make the bar tender cooperate. ”Alright, if I beat you in an arm wrestle then you give it to me, if you win, you get this.” Zexama pulled out a bag filled with coins of zeni. The man looked confused but just smiled as he thought he would win no matter what. Zexama raised her arm on the bench and the man pulled back his sleeve.
People around were just laughing at Zexama because they thought she had no hope in the world. Zexama grabbed the man’s hand and suppressed her Ki so she didn’t snap his arm off. The man pushed a little bit but nothing happened, Zexama kept her arm static and the man’s eyebrow raised as he began pushing again, he soon got pissed off and pushed as hard as he can. Zexama was just sitting there eating a packet of chips.
”Alright, three, two, one, GO!” Zexama jumped out of her chair still holding onto his hand and did a front flip, she did it in a certain so his arm didn’t fall off but instead hit the nearby table. Zexama took the drink and her bag on Zeni before throwing the zeni back anyway. Everyone was confused but Zexama just turned the bottle into a single jelly bean and ate it.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 29, 2015 3:21:33 GMT
[Heavy Weights on]
Drake sat down, in his own dark corner once again. His hood was pulled back completely covering his hair, with a shadow over his face. His mind wasa haze, a drink in his hand. Memories swilled inside the assasin's head. His mother, who he thought loved him, selling him. His cruel master- who had died by his hand. The justice seeker who had stabbed his knee. The person who had torn off his knee. He sighed and lifted the drink high, chugging. Drinking had only been a recent habit of his. Of course, the fact that he was underage discouraged him from starting. He smiled dazily as a single drink lifted itself from behind the bar. It floated right through the air to the surprise of many attendants and delivered itself to his table. He swiped it quickly and put it to his mouth. This was a much better solution to the whole drinking age requirement than intimidation. He remembered the last time he had done that. They called some thug to rough him up. It ended with a blown up bar and a beheading. He put his head in his single hand and sat on other memories. There was one odd one that's for sure. He recalled the man, who upon meeting him had got him to walk up to some girl and say some odd phrase. It ended with her giving him a number on a piece of paper, but he never did remember what that number meant. His first thought was maybe a power level, but it was amazingly high! There was no way it was a power level, but it was the only thing he could think of. Suddenly he felt an odd vibration. Was it an earthquake? He looked around but no one else was being affected. It continued and he tried to find the source. After a moment, it ended and he thought he had lost it. But then he found the scouter 'scanner' on his wrist. Oh yea, he thought with a faint smile, his scouter. He looked and even with his drunken stupor he was surprised. It was a power level of about eighty thousand! He released a build of Ki which burnt some of the alcohol in his blood so he could focus. His eyes quickly found the source, some sort of pink creature. It looked young and feminine and was at the bar, in what seemed arm wrestle. She suddenly burst up, performing a front flip! He watched as she casually took the drink, and strode away. Suddenly with a small flare of Ki the drink was replaced with a jelly bean. He blinked his eyes. He thought he had burnt enough alcohol but apparently not.
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Post by Zexama on Jun 29, 2015 8:53:24 GMT
Zexama chewed the jelly bean and spit it back out into her hand and watched it split into two jellybeans! She then ate both of them and it turned into four. She then threw all of them into her mouth and materialised a glass jar without even trying all too hard. She then rapidly started spitting into the jar all the jelly beans. In a matter of seconds the entire jar was filled and Zexama magically made a lid on the jar. She looked around for someone to give it to before seeing a man with a hood on.
She walked over to him while whispering to her sentient scouter. "Hey scouter, could you please scan that mysterious guy, he seems like a party pooper." Zexama awaited for a response before detailed pictures were followed with the voice of her scouter."Alright Zexama! Pl detected: 14,355. Intelligence: Higher than average. Xray: Human, injuries include missing right arm and useless leg, you should offer him a hand shake heh heh."
Zexama sprinted to the chair as quickly as she could, she sat on the chair and offered the jar of jelly beans to the guy. "Hey man, what's your name? If you don't like jelly beans I can make it something else. My name is Princess Zexama, Nice to meet you." Zexama then raised her right hand for a hand shake. She didn't know what quite what to expect from this guy but he must of been through some tough times, but she would let him speak for himself.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 29, 2015 18:53:54 GMT
Drake watched semi-curious. He must be really suspectible to alcohol, no way this pink little girl was here. He watched as she seemed to multiply he candy and eat her. What was this! Suddenly she burst off into a sprit. What he was still convinced was a creature of his imagination was now right in front of him. The jar of sweets was suddenly out in front of him. "Hey man, what's your name? If you don't like jelly beans I can make it something else. My name is Princess Zexama, Nice to meet you," she said to him. He blinked, not so sure he was imagining this anymore. Maybe he wasn't as drunk as he made himself out to be. He looked her up and down. Princess? What was she a princess of? Jelly beans and rainbows? He had a feeling he wouldn't be able to intimidate her and make her go away easily, if at all. "Princess?" he said skeptical of the small pink thing. "And uh... I don't want any jelly beans..." Her hand came out for a handshake with his... Right arm. He sat there staring, anger and annoyance rising in him mixed wih drunk was that alcohol brings. "What do you want..." he growled.
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Post by Zexama on Jun 30, 2015 2:10:41 GMT
Zexama looked at the cripple and couldn’t help laughing when he asked her what she meant by princess. ”Well mister who still hasn’t told me his name, I am the princess of Candy and you will call me Princess Zexama. If you don’t me believe me, look at this.” Zexama flicked her fingers twice and the entire bar turned into candy before turning back to normal. Everyone in the bar jumped in shock but then returned to their normal doings.
Zexama smiled as he didn’t want jelly beans, she had to do this so she didn’t destroy the entire bar because of this guy’s poor choice of words. Zexama made the jelly bean float into her hand and it disappeared, where did it go you ask? Well, it turned into a wooden arm that was able to move its fingers and arm up and down. Then he asked what she wanted and she thought about it, universal Candy, strong warriors, some friends. ”Well man that STILL hasn’t told me his name, I am on the lookout for strong warriors who I can trust with my life, and who trust me with theirs. What you see on my scouter is not actually my Pl but my suppressed Pl."[/color]
Zexama closed her eyes and released the barrier place on herself and her true Pl was shown. If he looked at his scouter now he would see roughly 700,000pl. They might see her offensive but that would be over whelmed by the defense and it would have to be a very good scouter to detect her attack. ”So are you a strong warrior? Person who still hasn’t told me their name.”
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Post by Deleted on Jun 30, 2015 2:43:15 GMT
She laughed at his questioning of what she was a candy to Drake's surprise. She explained that she apparently, was the princess of candy. He almost laughed when suddenly he jumped. She turned the bar to candy! She turned the whole bar into candy. He looked around around with wide eyes as it turned back. Suddenly through a series of changes he felt something. He looked down at his missing arm and found something- a wooden arm! He blinked and jumped up. "What the hell's going on!" He blinked rapidly staring at her. What was going on! She began explaining, first off reminding him he hadn't told her his name, about how she was looking for warriors she could trust. He then said her power level was simply suppressed. He looked at his scooter an froze with shock- she wasn't bluffing. It showed a rough seven hundred thousand power level! His arm raised at pointed at her- his right arm. He stared at it as the wooden structure actually moved. He was overhauled. This massive power, the new arm. "I-I-I'm Drake," he finally said looking at her. He almost just wanted shout. He had never felt like this in his life. He stared at her once again and water actually dwelled in his eyes. He quickly blinked it away. "You can trust me."
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Post by Zexama on Jun 30, 2015 3:54:34 GMT
Zexama thought about what she just did and wondered if turning the entire bar into candy was really a good idea, which it probably wasn’t. Zexama felt pretty nice for helping out the guys arm but she felt even better when she saw his facial expression. But of course that expression only last until he looked at the scouter, his mouth seemed to drop and he looked very surprised. ”What’s wrong Drake? Did you really think a princess would be weak?”
Zexama gave a small laugh accompanied by a smile before she started to grow interest in Drake, she was starting to like him as a friend, yet not too much trust was in him yet, since he hadn’t done much so far. She decided she would learn more about him before not trusting him or trusting him. She thought of a question that would determine which she would do. ”So Drake, do you have a last name? Parents? Tell me about yourself, we have all day to discuss what your entire life story is.”
Zexama could only hope he was not an evil folk, but she thought about it for a few seconds and knew she could help him if he was evil, it would be her burden to help the man who may be tangled with evil, since Zexama was just like that before Scargot saved her from the evil, and showed her the light. Yet, she didn’t know whether this guy was good or bad, so she would just have to wait and found out.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 30, 2015 4:18:19 GMT
Drake watched as the pink girl laughed and asked if he thought a princess wouldn't be strong. Too be completely he hadn't beloved her. She then asked about him. "Uh..." he said not talking for a moment. "Heln-" he told her, answering the first question. He slowly began to open up more. "My- my mom sold me as a kid. My Master the raised me as an assassin. After enough years of cruelty I was sick of it and killed him. After that, I didn't know what to do besides kill for money- I was raised and trained to do it after all. I never went to school, nothing. I didn't know anything but killing. After a while I grew stronger, not much anyone at of against me. But then I fought the first time. After that it went down hill- a bastard sword through my knee, my arm tore off. But now the man, the one who tore my arm off. Oh now he's dead..."
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Post by Zexama on Jun 30, 2015 9:37:48 GMT
With a keen ear she listened to Drake speak, her assumptions came true as she found out that Drake was of those ‘evil folk’. As his story progressed she found out that he wasn’t really evil at heart but he was raised in the way, he had no choice in the matter! She listened to Drake’s story fully before reply. She raised her left hand to the table and a sense of responsibility came to her mind. ”I, Princess Zexama vow to make you free from the evil, I shall forgive you for your sins and you shall be protected by I.”
Zexama couldn’t help but giving off a small smile to Drake, she would help this poor individual become free from the evil, she would be his savour from the evil. Eh, maybe a bit later though. Zexama stretched her arms as she took a sip of apple juice from a juice box that had just been materialised in her right hand. Zexama thought about something, if the thing she had created was useless, if it was useless then she would most likely get rid of it. She raised her candy cane knife into the air before stabbing the arm right in the hand. The knife snapped into two and it joined back and Zexama smiled. She had done a good deed.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 1, 2015 2:43:25 GMT
A pink left hand suddenly raised raised with a sense of dedication. She spoke of some commitment to purge his evil or some other crap. Not paying attention, his telekinetic 'waiter' had brought more than one drink. He jumped back as a couple drinks suddenly crashed onto the table mostly spilling over. "Oops.' He grabbed the one that looked like it had the most left in it. "Do you wan one?" he asked not noticing there was almost nothing to drink unless she lapped it off the table. "What even are you," he blurted out looking at her. "You-you're just some kinda pink candey blob. Watsup with that."
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Post by Zexama on Jul 1, 2015 14:55:37 GMT
Zexama rolled her eyes into the back of her skull as she saw Drake spill the drinks over. To help clean up the mess she made a few napkins appeared above the mess and gracefully land on the spill and soak it up quickly and easily. As Drake asked a question that Zexama was widely familiar of she sighed and answered both of questions with a tired expression. "I'll answer the same I do to every damn person who asks, I'm a majin. Yes, I am also a pink candey blob, see?" While she said "see?" She did a weird stretch of her body and she twisted up like a coil before rapidly spinning back down, arms spiraling and hitting a bottle over.
The bottle went flying across the room and into the wall, as the liquid slow dripped down the wall Zexama smiled as she knew she could easy fix it with a wave of her hand, but she didn't. She remembered the low power level that this guy had and knew that it would most likely not be acceptable for him to join this force that she had in mind before he reached at least 20k pl. "Alright Dragon Drake, head over to my ship and we'll test your skills in 10x gravity, what do you say?" Zexama gave this one time opportunity to him and asked with a raise of the shoulders.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 1, 2015 15:11:06 GMT
Drake watched a napkins suddenly appeared, floating downwards into the spill. He watched as it soaked the liquid up easily, with the mess disappearing. She then answered her question. It seems she was some sort of 'Majin,' whatever that was. Obviously they must be powerful. Her body began stretching odly and travelled upward like a coil. Suddenly and unwound spinning rapidly. His blinked not sure what he was seeing as the two arms went round and around. As it came closer it crashed into his drink. His head tuned to watch it as it soared through the air and smashed into the wall. Alcoholic liquid oozed down slowly and he turned back to her. She called him Dragon Drake and told him he should come to her ship and test out his skills. Apparently it would be ten times gravity. "Is that even possible? How would you do that?"
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Post by Zexama on Jul 1, 2015 15:18:53 GMT
Zexama looked at Dragon Drake's amazement and it only made her more wanting to muck up and want attention, just like a puppy in a way. Zexama looked at Drake as she shook her head side to side. "Yes, it is 'even possible' In fact, I can do it right now if you would like." Zexama raised her hand a pushed down on Drake the same as it would feel if you were to stand in 5x gravity. She only kept the pressure on for a few seconds before releasing him and standing up. She taunted him to follow her out of the bar. "Come on Dragon Drake or I'll just pull you out instead."
Zexama walked out of the door not caring whether or not Drake followed, however if he did she would pushed an open button on her scouter to open up the ship door and fly in. She would wait for Drake to walk up, or fly, and walk into the first door on the right. She looked around and waited for Drake to follow in the door to see if he was even man enough for this.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 1, 2015 22:07:11 GMT
He watched as the girl- the Majin- told him about how it was very possible. In fact, according to her, they could do it right now! He looked at her confused when suddenly pink came down on him. He gasped as his weight seemed to increase ten fold and he collapsed. He was now in his knees, grabbing desperately at his leg. It seemed though if was useless he could fell pain from it. The weight lifted and he laid on his knees and hands, gasping. He winced standing up, holding tight on his leg. He had not expected that. She then began to walk out and invited him to come, calling him Dragon Drake again. He followed her, relying heavily on flight due to the pain he still felt in his leg. He watched as he came to what looked like a space ship! He hadn't seen one before, and was interested. She clicked something on her scouter and a door oponed wide. He slowly flew up, and followed her into a door. He looked around wondering what would happen next, and floated quietly.
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Post by Zexama on Jul 2, 2015 0:44:57 GMT
Zexama ideally floated in the space ship, she had a large smile on her face and was eager to test out this cripple's skills. She just waited for him to arrive in the gravity chamber and he did just that. A soft voice was heard from her scouter and it sounded at bit worried. "Umm Zexama, maybe you're being a bit too harsh on the guy, he does have less than 15k you know. You struggled at this when you have 50k remember!" Zexa watched Dragon Drake and a devious smile crawled upon her face. With a few eye movements a song started blasting out of the speakers ((https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jbp52Z9jRg0)) it suited the situation perfectly in Zexama's opinion.
"I've noticed that you aren't really a man, but half a man, heh heh. Alright, listen to the song as I put it on repeat, it will take your mind off the pain. Computer, 10x gravity please!" Zexama clapped her hands and the little image inside scouter that should it's emotion was giving off a small smiley face as it enjoyed the song. The computer made a refused noise as the programming prevented un-allowed guests in the chamber. Zexama did nothing as the scouter simply hacked the computer and changed it to 10x gravity around Zexama, and 130x on Zexama. "Well, let's see what you got mate."
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