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Post by Brassica on Oct 5, 2015 23:46:19 GMT
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The long haired woman lounged in the throne made from her space pod, letting the rays of the distant sun dance across her skin, her tail lazily swinging at her side whilst occasionally plucking a peach-like fruit from a nearby bowl to place it between her teeth. As she chewed on the fruit, she suckled on its juices like a babe at its mother's teat, letting the fluids wash through her mouth, cleaning her teeth of the flesh caught between them.
Today was a good day. Today was a wonderful day. These were the days that Brassica enjoyed the most, when she could just lie back and relax, the sun streaming through pleasantly, her eyes shaded from its glare by carefully placed leaves held by a pair of attendants. Occasionally she would spar with her attendants, but today... today she felt like just being lazy.
The sun was high in the sky, and as the Goddess of the Moon, it would make a sort of sense that she'd be relaxing, the sounds of the jungle surrounding her temple softly fluttering through her ears as they mingled with the noises of the burgeoning city that encompassed her immediate domain. It amazed her how swiftly her little planet was advancing compared to what the Simians had been like when she'd first arrived.
Gone were the tools and weapons of stone, now they wielded iron and steel. The magma pits below the earth served as natural forges, allowing her people to continue to live within the jungle realms without causing too much damage.
And what a gorgeous jungle it was. Brassica had no intention of allowing the verdant greenery to be despoiled simply for the sake of progress. Plus, it would give any invaders a false sense of security at seeing what they would deem crude structures, only to find themselves surrounded by a comparitively sophisticated force.
Speaking of invaders... her throne gave a small series of bleeps that immediately caused the long haired woman to groan and sit up from where she was relaxing, her brow furrowing in agitation and discontent. "And here I was enjoying myself... they had better put up a decent fight to make up for this disturbance." the Goddess growled, looking at the small screens, her eyes slowly widening at what had caused the trip on her pod's sensors.
"A pod... a Saiyan pod..." she said quietly before she stood up sharply, her attendants falling to their knees as she rose. "Keep the people to the city. I will deal with this." she ordered before she shot out of her throne chamber and hurled herself through the skies towards the source of the signal, her attendants left trembling in the wake of the cacophony of her flight noise, those down below briefly stopping their work and day to gaze up at their goddess as she streaked across the daylight sky.
"If they're from the Empire, I've got to take them out fast. I will not allow my world to become caught up in their damned wars. This world is mine. Mine!" she snarled as she soared towards her target, preparing herself for combat, balls of pale white ki energy already forming in her fists as she flew.
She could see the pod now as it made its entry to her planet's surface. As soon as she was within range she opened fire at the descending space pod, not wasting time with a warning shot. She didn't dare to take the risk that the Saiyan inside that pod was stronger than herself... she had to destroy them before they got out of the pod and could fight back. It was a cheap tactic yes, but when the survival of a foundling civilisation was at stake, any tactic would suffice to ensure its continued existence. She just hoped whoever was inside was a crap pilot.
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Post by Rabiko on Oct 6, 2015 1:24:32 GMT
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Enraptured within the darkness of a sweet but ever fragile sleep was the battered and diminutive frame of a failure of a saiyan: her name was Rabiko. Though she had been mostly nursed to a livable state of health by those who had defeated her upon Arlia Two, the small girl was decidedly still easily qualified as “damaged goods”. Her pod had been repaired to a pseudo-functional state, though any close inspection of it would indicate that it was incapable of many more flights. There was a distinctive trail of black smoke behind the pod as it pierced the lower levels of this planet’s atmosphere; however, it still seemed to fly with relatively little trouble. That is, it flew as intended until a blast of Ki collided rather suddenly with its side. The round vessel lurched in the air and shifted its trajectory with the impact; to any inexperienced engineer, it would have been a shock to see something’s course changed with such little influence-- an invading vessel so rarely was susceptible to outside influence.
Within the pod, Rabiko was startled suddenly awake by the explosion that rattled every loose piece of technology within the pod’s interior. Who-- what?! her thoughts raced as her dark hued eyes danced from screen to screen, looking for any indication of damage. As far as she could see, all systems appeared normal. ... Is normal supposed to smell like sulfur? She wore a worried expression as she gave the pod’s interior a second scan. Whatever had damaged her vessel had somehow also managed to rupture a precious life support line and was causing some manner of nauseating gas to flood the pod’s interior. Oh man, oh man… I failed to conquer a planet and now someone’s busted my pod? Father is going to murder me as soon as I return. They’ll never let me off Vegeta again-- I’ll be the laughing stock of the military! “Ridiculous Rabiko”, I bet they’ll call me! I’ll be the thing that parents tell their children at night as a scary story! She fingers snaked through her hair and steadied her head as she whipped it back and forth frantically.
Suddenly, her anxiety faded. Something wasn’t adding up about this situation; Rabiko scooted to the edge of her seat and glanced out of the pod’s door-window. Passing quickly beneath her was a vibrant forest-- it was a planet that was decidedly not Vegeta. Wait, what? She pressed her face firmly against the glass in an attempt to see more of the rapidly approaching planet. It seemed as though the Arlians had not sent her home as they had promised they would; instead, she was rocketing through the skies of an entirely foreign place. She knew that it should have been expected for an alien to not properly configure her Saiyan Battle-Pod, but… This was a whole new level of messed up. All that she could do now was to brace for impact.
And impact came swiftly.
As Rabiko’s vessel had been slightly damaged by her attacker’s warning shot, her pod’s deceleration protocol had almost entirely failed, resulting in her landing rather severely upon the planet’s surface. She bounced and rolled through tree after tree, with each subsequent collision serving the role of her damaged landing equipment. Finally, the pod rolled to a halt almost an entire kilometer from where she had landed.
A sudden hiss filled the air as the pod’s door slowly- agonizingly slowly- opened to allow the rich jungle air to fill the Sulfur-stinking ship’s interior. Immediately as there was enough space for the small hybrid to squeeze out, Rabiko had forced herself onto the ground and was gasping desperately for air. “Air! Oxygen! Sweet and delicious invisible life stuff!” she exclaimed dramatically at the ground below her as her lungs reinflated with a decidedly less deadly substance. It took her a long moment to regain her senses, though she began to recall that she was attacked by something during her initial descent. That meant that, unlike the Arlians, this planet had some manner of organized military. Or the ability to utilize Ki. Rabiko shuddered. After her previous experience with the Ki-using Arlians, she wasn’t sure if she could handle another prolonged struggle against a miraculously greater force. There was only one way to find out, however.
She dusted herself quickly off and lifted into the air above. She only had to search a moment before the figure of a rather naked woman entered her vision. She took on a defensive stance, though her aggressor would be able to easily see that she wore neither the standard Saiyan Battle-Armor nor the accompanying scouter.
When the aforementioned attacker entirely entered Rabiko’s field of clear view, the girl immediately noticed the woman’s tail. That meant… A Saiyan! Rabiko breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed her stance. Whoever this was likely had assumed that her damaged pod housed some hostile alien rather than another member of the Empire. She would not have been surprised if her pod was relaying some manner of distorted S.O.S signal to further add to the suspcision.
“Hey!” she called to the approaching Saiyan, waving her arms through the air as she did, “You shot me! And I crashed! But it’s okay! I’m sure it was an accident! We’re on the same side, you know!”
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Post by Brassica on Oct 6, 2015 11:49:52 GMT
Brassica watched as the space pod crashed through the jungle, and gave pursuit. "Whoever's in there must be very inexperienced. Good for me." she said before she came into view of the pods landing site. She watched as it opened up and... a child came out of it, wearing some form of garment. It didn't look at all battle ready, more like some sort of fancy little thing.
When the little girl spoke she had to scoff as she drew closer, her tail flicking in annoyance. She held up a hand towards the girl, a Ki blast charging within her palm. "You presume much little girl." she said before opening fire at her, aiming for a warning shot this time towards her feet. "One chance. Who do you work for, and why have you come to my world?" she called over, this time aiming for the little girl's head as she charged another shot, ready to fire at her.
The jungle around them was still and silent, a fact that the Saiyan woman first attributed to the recent crash landing of the small girl's ship. As she listened though, to the little girl and the area around them, she found it to be too quiet even for that sort of event... Her eyes widened at the sight of something behind the girl amongst the tree line, and she opened fire with her Ki blast, the bolt streaking an inch past the little girl's head and into the jungle's gloom where it struck with something.
She surged towards the girl and tried to push her down to the floor, as all around them small darts started to fire around them. "Damn it... Saurians..." she cursed under her breath whilst her body pressed against the girls. The darts slowly stopped firing, and the sound of plants moving around could be heard around them.
Brassica looked down at the little girl before growling. "Empire or not... damn it. Come with me girl if you want to live." she said before trying to drag the girl up to her feet and standing back to back with her as around twenty large eight foot lizard like humanoids emerged from the jungles undergrowth. "Hope you know how to fight, otherwise they'll kill you, skin you and eat your flesh... preferably in that order." said Brassica to the girl as a larger Saurian lumbered towards her. "Ssso, the Sssimian Goddesss gracesss ussss with her presssence... and ssshe hasss a little sssissster... An unexpected trophey for our Alpha." hissed the Saurian leader.
Brassica smirked at the Saurian. "Care to explain what Saurians are doing so far from their nesting grounds? Last I looked, this was my territory, not yours." she stated. "We have come to claim back our ancessstral nesssting groundsss from your filthy Sssimian people. Your peltsss will make fine rugsss for our ssspawn." he said before he lunged towards her. The Simian Goddess ducked low before bringing up a fist straight into his gut, flattening it out.
"I think not. I'm a Goddess for a reason." she said before a blast of Ki seared through the Saurian, making a gaping hole in his body. "Who's next?" she asked as the corpse of their leader fell to the floor. The rest of the Saurians took this cue to all charge in at once, brandishing their claws, teeth, tails and stone edged weapons towards the pair.
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Post by Rabiko on Oct 6, 2015 20:26:28 GMT
Rabiko’s expression was caught deep within a relieved smile when her elder counterpart did the unthinkable: she attacked again. The smaller saiyan’s feet both snapped upward in either direction, separating in time to avoid anything more than a brief singe from the woman’s ki blast. Her thoughts raced with the possibilities as to what could have been going on at the same moment that the larger saiyan had inquired as to her employer and purpose. Did she think that Rabiko was some manner of imposter in saiyan’s skin? Were there even aliens that could do that? Her expression paled. What if she was an alien in a saiyan’s skin and didn’t know about it? What if the Arlians had used her as some kind of incubator and had implanted some new colony of their twisted bug-people eggs inside of her! She immediately snapped her gaze down to her stomach, briefly disregarding Brassica, and began to fondle at her abdomen. As far as she could tell, nothing felt abnormal… she was not any more or less lumpy than she might have been upon landing in Arlia two. That didn’t necessarily mean that she was without alien invasion, but… if they were noticeable with ki sensing, they had to be big enough to distort her insides, right? Right. That was definitely it. Her shoulders rocked with a sigh of relief-- though such a pleasant feeling was only temporary as her mind keyed in to the fact that the absence of alien parasites within her meant that this Saiyan was truly threatening her for who she was rather than what she might have been harboring inside. What… did that mean? Had Rabiko been unfortunate enough as to stumble upon one of those rebellious saiyans that had abandoned the Empire in lieu of something else? Like all the deserters that went to her mother’s planet, that strange “Earth” place? Rabiko’s lips curled downward into a pout.
“Hey! That’s not a nice thing to do a friend, alright? Let’s start over, okay? My name is Rabiko, and I’m a Saiyan like you! I’m only here because whoever set the trajectory on my pod messed up really bad and I guess… sent me here. But, it’s going to be a lot harder to get off the planet now that you’ve shot my ship, okay? I’m probably stuck here-- and that’s not my fault!” the words poured rapidly from her lips, carrying all of the vigor of a youthful saiyan. For now, she thought it prudent to leave out the explicit fact that she was a loyal member of the SSE, given that this woman did not seem to enjoy the notion of their presence too much.
Just as Rabiko thought she might have been in the clear, her naked counterpart snapped a hand upward and shot a small lance of Ki past Rabiko’s face. The small girl gasped and jerked herself away from Brassica and the ki blast, her face now wearing a look of absolute shock. She almost hit me in the face! What crawled up her butt…? her eyes widened and her lips formed a silent ‘o’. ... What if she has one of those stomach-takeover-aliens inside of her![/b] She had not even slightly considered the possibility before that this other saiyan’s physiology may have been compromised by whatever native creatures dwelled on this planet. This abnormal train of thought was cut short rather abruptly as Brassica dove forward and pushed them both flat against the jungle floor, allowing several darts to fly harmlessly overhead; then, Rabiko found herself being pulled to her feet again by the very same Saiyan who had attacked her previously. She explained that there were some manner of creatures that wanted to… dine on her flesh? Rabiko couldn’t really blame their desires, she figured that she tasted pretty sweet, after all. Still-- Rude!
When the Saurians revealed themselves, the petite Saiyan could not help but to erupt into boisterous laughter. “You’re afraid of… these things? I doubt their darts would even pierce our skin, naked lady. Even then, I doubt that they could do this--” she interrupted her own words by shooting suddenly airborne, coming to hover some twenty or so meters above the impromptu battleground. So, these natives thought that this woman was a Goddess? She snickered-- if she was afraid of simple darts, she probably wasn’t strong enough to really show them a Saiyan’s power. It was probably time to show them was a real Saiyan could do. Rabiko’s hands came together and began to channel a rapidly expanding mass of vibrant, red, ki.
“Alright, bird-brains! This blast is only gunna get bigger, so if you don’t want to die in the most awesome explosion you’ve ever seen, you better scram! Nobody’s taking Miss Naked Goddess anywhere, today!” Even as she spoke, her Ki blast was swelling to a size equal to her own size. Though it may have been an impressive gesture of power, Rabiko was slowly beginning to hope that the Saurians were intimidated by her show of power and simply left. As her signature attack grew larger, the chances of it backfiring and exploding before leaving her hands grew rather rapidly. If she knocked herself out again, she was certain that she deserved to die at the hands of whatever primitive lizard-folk got their hands on her.
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Post by Brassica on Oct 6, 2015 21:47:05 GMT
Brassica punched a Sairuan in the jaw before she snarled at Rabiko. "Those darts are laced with poison you moron! That stuff even so much as touches your skin, you die! Painfully!" she yelled up at her before ducking down low from an axe slash, swiping her leg out to knock the giant lizard man off the ground. "Same with their weapons you arrogant brat!" the Saiyan angrily informed the girl. To prove her point she carefully picked up one of the darts from the floor and hurled it into a Saurian's through its hardened scales. The beast blinked at the attack briefly before crashing to the floor, its voice tearing out in agony and pain, its whole body shuddering and shaking all over.
The Saiyan joined the girl up in the skies as she charged her attack, Brassica joining her by charging her own pale white Ki at the tip of her fingers. True her energy wasn't swelling to the same size as the child's, but that didn't make it any less potent. If anything, the older female almost pitied the younger female for exerting so much energy into making the Ki attack as large as she was.
"Your choice. Return to your Alpha in one piece... or get sent in hundreds. My sister here doesn't have quite the same level of finesse as I do." she called down to the Saurians, playing up the similarities between the two girls to her advantage. The remaining giant lizards looked amongst themselves before dispersing into the jungle. Brassica let out a slow breath before dispersing her ki harmlessly, looking at the little girl.
"You really have no clue how jungles work do you?" she asked, sighing at the lack of education this child seemed to have. "You can disperse the attack now, they're gone now." A Saiyan of her age should have learned how to disperse her attacks by now. "If you can't disperse it, just hurl it into the air and I'll handle it." she suggested. If Rabiko couldn't disperse her ki attack, Brassica would wait for it to enter the sky and then just shoot it apart with her Ki Bolt.
She folded her arms and thought about the situation. She can't leave this world, not with that heap of junk anyway... and I did just claim her as my little sister in front of the Saurians... Brassica let out a sigh before looking at Rabiko. "My name is Brassica, but you can call me Brass just as I will call you Rab if need be." she said before she looked down at the remains of the pod. "Grab whatever you need from the wreckage and then follow me." she told her, smirking a little. "Unless you feel like trying to survive out here in the jungle on your own." she said, reaching over to the girl's shoulder and plucking a small tiny ant from her clothes. "Cute isn't it?" she asked of the little girl.
"Where do you think the Saurians get their poison from?" she asked before tossing the ant to the ground below. "Squashed Tarpac Ants, their innards make for a virulent toxin that boils your insides as if you were on fire. Their bites... well, those'll make you break into a rash that'll last for several months before it goes away." she said, waiting where she was floating.
"Once you get anything you need from the wreck, we'll head back to my temple. I need to inform the patrols to keep their eyes out for Saurians in the near future... and figure out how to introduce you to the Simians." she said, rubbing her chin in thought. "How does Goddess of Fire sound? Since you seem to love being fired up so much, that and your red energy field."
She waited for Rabiko to collect whatever she needed or wanted to collect before she began to fly off towards her temple-city. "Quick heads up, the place we're going is filled with what could probably be called Mini-Oozaru's. They think I'm their Goddess of the Moon because I went all Oozaru several times when I first came here. They helped to raise me and teach me about the jungle and how to survive." she explained as they flew. "In return, I've helped to advance their civilisation, technologically speaking. Tradition wise... well, just don't go picking any fights with the males, unless you are absolutely certain you will win." she informed the little girl.
"Technically you should be exempt from fighting since you're my "little sister", but if you pick a fight and lose... it's mating season right now, and females only go with males who can defeat them. It shows that the male is strong enough to care for her during her pregnancy." explained Brassica, the primitive stone city slowly coming into view. It had a large-ish wall surrounding it, with flat topped houses scattered around seemingly haphazardly. "Oh, and one more thing, several of the Simians have begun to develop the ability to control and manipulate Ki... so it wouldn't be too far fetched for the Saurians and other species here to be able to do the same thing. We're lucky that that lot didn't have a Ki user in their group. Their techniques may not be sophisticated, but they can be brutally effective." said Brassica.
She looked at the city and the large temple pyramid that lay at its centre, the arena sat at its base. Inside the city walls lived nearly one thousand Simians... all of them looking to her for protection. "One more thing..." said Brassica, her tone turning dark. "If you're from the Empire, know this. I will not let my world get dragged into their wars. I've spent ten years here, training these people, my people, raising them up... I will not allow anything to happen to them, understood? The Empress can go soak herself in Tarpac juice for all I care." she warned the little girl as she began to make her descent to the large platform that served as her landing area at the top of the temple.
Waiting there was a group of large ape like creatures, easily seven to eight feet in size, and could be seen why Brassica could call them Mini-Oozaru's. One of them was hunched over and had a large staff on which to lean on, the others held spears with iron blades attached to either end. "Greetings Goddess... and it appears another of the gods has graced us with their presence." said the elder, all of them going to their knees in respect.
"Greetings Father. This is Rab'iko, my little sister. Introductions shall have to wait however. We encountered an infiltration party of Saurians. It seems they are still pissed about us taking this territory for our own. I want the patrols tripled for the time being." she ordered, one of the Simians nodding and taking their leave immediately to spread the command. The rest left the balcony and returned to their previous positions, with Brassica moving towards her throne, which was her own space pod.
She sat down in it and collected a peach-like fruit, taking a bite from it. She swallowed the flesh and juices before looking to Rabiko. "Well? Take a seat. The view from here is quite lovely at this time of day." she said, patting the space between her legs. There really wasn't anywhere else to sit really, unless she decided to be a brat and sit on top of the pod.
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Post by Rabiko on Oct 9, 2015 14:19:37 GMT
If Brassica was profoundly right about any one singular thing over the course of her life until this point, it would be her statement that Rabiko rather simply did not have a clue. That was not to say anything of her specific knowledge of the inner workings of a jungle so much as her general knowledge of the universe and its workings. It was all… just a little beyond her. This applied even to the situation immediately before them; she seemed to pay little regard to the sudden and painful death brought to a Saurian by his own blade. The entirety of the scene played out before her without her mind registering much more than Brassica’s own brandished Ki blast; Rabiko’s attention had been entirely consumed by the concentration required to keep her Ki-blast in a solid state. As the situation defused before her, the smaller Saiyan’s energy sphere began to slowly shrink in size- this was an entirely unintentional effect, as Rabiko had forced it to swell to such size only as a matter of intimidation and as such was not accustomed to keeping it in such a large state for a prolonged period of time. Fortunately for her, if Brassica was capable of rather acute ki sensing, it would make Rabiko appear as though she did have some manner of control over her energy’s natural dispersion, though the truth was quite the opposite.
While the woman explained precisely what sort of poison it was that had caused the Saurian to erupt into such agony, Rabiko’s Cinder shrunk to the size of a marble- and then to nothingness, completing the facade that she had any manner of real control over its decreasing size. She breathed a small sigh of relief when her attention was allowed to return fully to the happenings before her without having been consumed by her volatile and rather explosive energy. With each additional second that she held onto the blast without discharging it, the likelihood of it detonating in her hands increased exponentially. While she was somewhat accustomed to such adverse reactions within her own blasts(and consequently had learned how to reduce the damage she did to herself), Rabiko was not so confident in her ability to minimize the blast radius in such a way that the elder Saiyan would not misperceive it as an immediate attack on her person.
Though she initially followed Brassica without complaint, Rabiko began to feel as though there was something… strange about this woman’s situation. She was clearly a pure-blooded Saiyan, right down to the attitude, but… she cared about the planet that she was likely supposed to conquer? Given her most recent experiences, Rabiko felt as though uplifting any species would end only in bad news. How long would it be before these simian creatures rose up against their “gods” in pursuit of their own higher power? Finally, Rabiko voiced her thoughts on the matter: “If I’m from the Empire? Of course I am-- why would I be from anywhere else? And why are you sheltering this planet? If you were really strong enough to stand up to the Empress, you wouldn’t be naked on this backwater planet, “sister”. I’m only here because I made a mistake like this, and it came back to bite me in the butt. In fact, there’s now a race of ridiculous looking bug-people scouring their individual sector for regions to conquer and expand into after I mistakenly taught them the ability to use ki. It’s only a matter of time before these monkey guys realize that you’re nothing more than an alien. If you really want to uplift them, why don’t you bring them into the Empire like you are supposed to and let the SSE’s military whip them into a real fighting shape? At leas then they won’t be destroyed by the first patrol that comes passing by looking for something to entertain themselves.” As she spoke, she sure enough resisted Brassica’s invitation to sit in her lap and instead clambered on top of the woman’s pod, opting instead for its ‘roof’ as a seat for the time being.
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Post by Brassica on Oct 10, 2015 0:15:40 GMT
Brassica rolled her eyes once more at the girl's words. "I'm naked because this jungle heat makes you sweat. A lot. Damp clothes sticking to you isn't something I particularly care for." she said, deciding to let the little girl experience that for herself if she was going to be so pushy about it. She dismissed her attendants though as talk turned to the Empire itself, the Simians leaving Rabiko and Brassica alone for the time being. "There's a reason the Empress is the Empress. I'm under no illusions that I could take her on. Right now she's wiped out the heart of the Arcosian Empire, and was headed for Earth last I heard." she informed her younger counterpart.
"And there's one flaw in your arguement... I never taught the Simian's how to use Ki. They've picked that up by themselves." said the naked woman, a note of pride in her voice at this race's accomplishment. She gestured with a hand towards the jungle around the city. "If I brought them into the Empire, all of this would be gone. Let's face it, the Saiyan Empire doesn't exactly treat its host worlds very well, especially in the resource department. And the Simians, assuming any of them survived the Empire's arrival, would be treated no better than mindless animals by the Empire." she said, her voice growing heated as her words continued.
"They may be primitive, but they are not animals. And I will not allow the beings who raised me, and taught me be reduced to such a state." snarled the older woman. "Also," she said, collecting her cup and tossing it up towards Rabiko to catch. "I've handled intruders in the past. Just ask my newest cup." she said with a smirk, the cup in question being a Namekian's skull with the top removed and the bottom sealed up so it could be used as an ornate cup. She gave a small chuckle.
"The Simian's may surprise you. Over these last ten years I've been here, they've held an annual tournament in my honour, admittedly at my design to be during mating season so they could properly hone their energies, and each year they get stronger." she remarked. "Combine that with some interesting techniques they've come up with, along with this jungles natural toxins etcetera..." Brassica said, leaving the sentence unfinished.
"And if they do discover I'm not a goddess, and am just mortal?" she said, addressing the girl's concern. "These beings raised me, taught me how to survive here as they do, taught me how to fight like they do... I've been with them through storms and earthquakes, sharing their burdens, helping where I could. Hell, I've helped some of the females here give birth to some of the Simian's you saw flying here. If I wasn't their Goddess, I'd just be their Queen at best, at worst, a sister who's really strong. They're family and mammalians... not insects I'd just met." she explained to the girl, hoping this got through her thick skull.
"Insects I could understand being morons... seems to be a galaxy wide thing." she said, leaning back in her throne and relaxing. "So, we'll get you your own quarters here, unless you feel like sharing my room. The bed is more than spacious enough for it I'll admit, can fit about four Simians and myself in it. Although it's probably not as comfortable as you're probably used to. Stone base, leafy mattress, with a Mastophant's pelt for a quilt. Mostly use the quilt during the winter months mind you, when the nights really get cold." explained Brassica, tossing up a peach-like fruit for the Rabiko. Whether she caught it or not, Brassica didn't care, although she did wonder what the girls hand to eye reflexes were like.
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Post by Rabiko on Oct 21, 2015 7:54:14 GMT
Rabiko’s hand jerked out to catch the peach-like fruit as it soared through the air. To, perhaps, their mutual surprise, she was able to catch it without much immediate problem. Immediate being the operative word here, of course. Once the peach-like fruit had fitted firmly into her hands, Rabiko misjudged the strength that would have been necessary to keep it locked firmly in place. More simply put: she squished it in a viscous spray of fruit-innards. The girl’s expression sagged to one of disappointment as she pulled the hand in for closer inspection and attempted to pluck out what little bits of remaining fruit that she could. Not once did it cross her mind that the thing might have been poisoned. That would have been… mighty unfortunate, for if it were, that would trigger the dead-man’s switch inside her pod, which in turn would ignite a thermonuclear warhead the size of which would leave the area scarred and uninhabitable for centuries to come. Or rather, that’s what Rabiko liked to tell people when she suspected that she was going to be poisoned. Or… that was what she told one person, once, when they had threatened to poison her oatmeal. There was no dead man’s switch. She was an over imaginative liar. But it at least made for a moment of exciting drama, right?
“I get that the Empire is pretty harsh on some things, but the Empress isn’t unreasonable, right? She’d surely have to see the value of a useful race and integrate them well into the Empire, right? I mean… Vegeta has those weird white-haired people with no tails. They’re not Saiyans, and they’re not animals! But... her voice trailed momentarily as she recalled that Brassica had spoken before of how the Simians had raised her. That likely meant that she had been here her whole life and was unfamiliar with some of the natives of planet Vegeta. But, then… How did she know so much about all of it? Rabiko’s mind fizzled as she failed to wrap it around what could have been happening. She instead opted to ask nothing about it. Hear no evil, after all.
“... And hey! Those Insects were pretty smart! A lot of them were smarter than me, okay? That’s why they were able to beat me. I didn’t teach them enough on my own to let them overpower me, but they were able to figure out what I was doing way faster than I anticipated, then developed some pretty advanced techniques that I wasn’t able to beat. If they were dumber, I wouldn’t be suddenly stuck on this dumb planet with gut-melty-ants! Speaking of, THANKS for shooting down my ship! That wasn’t very nice, you know? Even if you love these strange little monkeys like family or something, I don’t want to be stuck here the rest of my life. I’m in the springtime of my youth!”
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Post by Brassica on Oct 21, 2015 17:22:19 GMT
"Presuming she even recognised the Simians as a race, and not just think of them as mere animals." said Brassica, smirking a little as the juices from the exploded peach dripped down, catching some on her tongue and lips. She tossed up another peach-like fruit for the little girl to try again. Reflexes were good, but her finer motor control could do with some work. the Saiyan Goddess mused to herself. "Plus, from what I've heard interrogating those that came here, the Saiyan Empire doesn't do integration very often, or very well in several cases. I've met more than a few pirates who came from worlds the Saiyan Empire had claimed and ruined." she said, taking a bite from her own fruit.
She chuckled as little Rabiko defended herself against the insect comments. "Well there's your first real lesson. Don't underestimate anyone." she said, shrugging at the comment about her ship. "Hey, for all I knew, you could have been one of the Empresses' soldiers or a Saiyan pirate. Second lesson, if you can take out an enemy before they can take you out, do it." instructed Brassica, letting out a soft snort at her last comment. "Relax. Doubt you'll be stuck here your entire life if you're really that desperate to return to the bloody mess that is the galaxy at the moment." assured the Saiyan Goddess to her younger counterpart.
"We get the occasional pirates every so often, those that like to use here as a smuggling rendezvous or some other reason. If you're that desperate, you could probably hijack one of their ships. Or use the wrecks around the jungle for parts to fix your own, assuming you know how to repair an interstellar Saiyan pod." she informed Rabiko, leaving out the part about her own pod holding the necessary schematics and guides on how to undertake such repairs. It became available to her after her first five years, the pod believing that it was damaged and that was why she hadn't returned to Vegeta yet.
She also left out the part about most of the wrecks having been picked clean by now, by herself. Deep below the Temple was a massive cave, inside of which lay a slowly constructing starship, one that once complete would be large enough to power an artificial Gravity Chamber, and quite possibly travel from planet to planet. It wasn't online yet though as she didn't want to have any unwanted guests finding it.
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Bing Gan
Administrator
PL: 374,871
Enlightenment (x16P), S. Ascension (x23)
Zeni: 13,528
Tag: @bingg
OOC Name: Bing/Biggums/TruetoCaesar
Posts: 3,722 
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Post by Bing Gan on Oct 24, 2015 7:06:04 GMT
Brassica, your Word Count is 3513 and your PL Gains are: 5,076! Current PL Total: 6,443 > New PL Total: 11,519! Rabiko I've got your Word Count at 2956, PM me or another mod and we'll reward you with something! |
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Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Nov 3, 2016 23:30:32 GMT
Rabiko: 4848 power level. 6453 > 11,301
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