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 Jan 17, 2016 10:45:22 GMT
[Thread PL: 284,978 | Enlightenment (x16 Permanent) Active! Current PL: 4,559,648!] The sun rose slowly into the sky, signifying the beginning of another glorious day on Planet Earth. Bing had been awake longer than the sun had by this point, however. He'd been sparring against a phantom opponent for hours now, trying his best to keep his skills sharp. As he let out a quick set of jabs, he settled down, sighing in relief as he smiled. His smile quickly soured as he realized what time it was. "Hmm... I've been at this for a while... Perhaps it's time to call them?" He looked around, before sniffing himself. He grimaced at the scent, quickly jogging back inside the temple. "Maybe a bath first wouldn't hurt!"After about a good hour, Bing returned to the outside of the temple, smelling much fresher than he did prior. "I suppose now would be a good time to call everyone in."The Guardian moved to the center of the Lookout, floating into the air as he sat cross-legged. His Ki cloaked him like a blanket, giving the Serpent Master a mystical, shimmering outline. His thoughts centered on a group of warrior's; the Z-Fighters -and some other, very important individuals. Suddenly, the Warriors he targeted would feel a voice penetrate their mind. Bing spoke to them directly, despite some of them being miles away. "Defender's of Earth, this is Bing Gan; Guardian of Earth. It is time we meet once again... We have important matters to discuss about Planet Namek. I'll explain more once everyone arrives."Bing stood up, waiting patiently near the entrance to the temple. If he presumed correctly, the Z-Fighters would arrive soon enough, though he did worry that things might get out of hand like last time...
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Post by Deleted on Jan 17, 2016 10:59:43 GMT
*Heavy Weights On*
PL: 25,728/102,915
Ki Suppression Active
As the telepathic message went out, people all across the world were contacted. Some,however, had much shorter distances to travel than others. From inside the Lookout, Walker emerged, ducking a bit to avoid smacking his head. The roof was quite tall, but the arboreal Z-Fighter was nearly 3 meters in height. As he adjusted his robes and armor, he turned to look at Bing.
"Well, I am here, Bing. I suppose we should wait a minute for the rest to arrive, however."
As he settled down into a sitting position, which actually brought him closer to face level than before, he began considering what might be happening. This was an odd sight, to be honest. The tree-man was made from an Ebony, his body smooth and nearly black. He had garbed himself in a rather mystical looking tabbard with a hood attached, dyed a deep purple with a grey trim. On and around it was a set of weighted armor.
The design of the armor was quite similar to that worn by Majin Berserkers, save for a lack of spikes. On his back was a large sword, currently inside a sheath, but quite plainly modeled after a Guillotine blade. His glowing eyes peered out from beneath the peaked hood, looking around. "You know, I don't think I have actually met most of the Zetto-Senshi yet. This will be a fine opportunity to do so."
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Post by Lusca on Jan 17, 2016 15:28:00 GMT
PL: 4500
Medium Weights: ON
Weighted PL: 2250
The feminine Namekian was in the middle of getting used to her weighted clothing, going through the motions of some basic staff spins whilst she walked around in a figure of eight. Whilst the clothing dampened her energies by half of what they were, she knew the value of this equipment in terms of speeding up her training regime. When the Guardian of Earth's voice entered her mind she winced slightly at the intrusion before she ceased with her practice. "Is it time already?" she mused aloud, frowning at the prospect. She felt nowhere near ready enough to face the Demon Clan Namekian's approaching Namek, let alone whatever else may be there waiting for them.
But, the Guardian had called them all together, possibly including these "Z-Fighters" of his that he had informed the Grand Elder Guru about, judging from the phrase Defenders Of Earth that Bing had used. If they were indeed being summoned, then it behooved her to bear witness to those who were quite possibly going to be risking their lives to help save her people's world. She made her way towards the temple entrance, bowing before the Guardian of Earth as she approached. The other person here gave her a bit of a start as she could not recall the last time she had met such an individual before on her travels.
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Post by Etoru on Jan 17, 2016 17:26:38 GMT
[PL 172,110//Heavy Weights On//Ki Suppression on// PL: 5]
Etoru was inside the lookout snoozing under his covers. He was curled up in a comfortable position with the blanket. Etoru never felt so cozy in a while! These types of moments when you get that comfortable position trying to sleep are the rarest moments of all time! Etoru LOVED it! Unconsciously, the 6 year old Hybrid smirked in his sleep. That's when Bing used his telepathy to call the warriors to the lookout. Etoru woke up and was out of his super comfortable position. The pint sized warrior groaned in annoyance. "ugh...fiveeee more minuteeeessss...." Etoru rolled around trying to find that comfortable position. At first, he was going at a slow pace. But then he desperately tried finding it, rolling around faster and faster. This all came to a halt when he fell out of bed and hit his head. "Owie....stupid...signal calling mumbo jumbo..." Etoru mumbled. He slowly and groggily crawled up to his feet rubbing his head. He frowned stubbornly as he walked towards the door.
Etoru was dressed in nothing but his little boxers and a tank top. He opened the door and slowly walked down the stairs and finally onto the lookout rubbing his eye with one hand. "Whaaaat Master Bingggg...why did you call us so earrrrllyyyy..." Etoru whined. That's when he looked at the tall figure standing beside Bing. "Um...Master Bing...?" Etoru said in a yawn. "Who, or um, what, is that?" It may have come out a bit rude, but that was just childish instinct. Etoru meant no harm with his dialog towards Walker. Etoru sensed a few other warriors coming and frowned. This was gonna be a long day...
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Post by Helix Crust on Jan 17, 2016 18:23:20 GMT
The prophet sat cross legged, hovering no more then two inches above the ground, with his hands on his knees and his eyes shut serenely. He was sitting in the spot he had meditated at twice before, the western edge of the lookout. Despite the calm expression that had washed over his countenance, his mind's eye was racked with turmoil. His telepathic communication with the elder guru had only made him more anxious about the fate of namek, and he had been unable to focus ever since.
The guru's butt fell flat onto the ground and his position slackened. His face flickered into an exhausted scowl. The guardian's voice in his head, seemingly summoning some sort of group. The namekian was less upset at the guardian for disturbing him, and more upset at himself, for being unable to find peace for all those hours he had been meditating.
The namekian finally decided to move, standing up and cracking his knuckles, and rolling his head around in a circle until his neck cracked as well. He opened his eyes, and immediately closed them again, overwhelmed by the piercing earthen sunlight. Souls were approaching.
He sensed out each one individually. None of them could compare to the strength he had felt of the members of the dragon summoning group, but they were all still formidable power levels far greater then his own, save for the child. The prophet yawned, finally opening his eyes all the way, and began to walk towards the center of the lookout, where he assumed the summoned "z-fighters" would congregate. And sure enough, he spotted a few faces.
A colossal hooded creature, who spoke respectfully to the guardian settled down in a sitting position. He seemed to be wearing some sort of mystical garb and armor, and appeared to be a strange creature indeed. Was he made out of stone? His slender appendages were black as coal.
Before having much time to contemplate the nature of the first arrival, Helix's glance turned to Bing. He made eye contact with the guardian, and smiled gently at him, giving him a wordless nod. And then, the female namekian arrived once more.
Helix naturally gravitated towards the other namekian, both due to their shared race, and their shared knowledge of the situation. He walked over to her and stood beside her, looking up and down at her new bulky clothes. "Would it be impolite to inquire as to the purpose of such boyant garb?" Helix chuckled, half teasing her.
Next up arrived a child, who began moaning exasperatedly. The guru chuckled. The child would've annoyed him if it wasn't for the prophets good nature and the child's innocent aura. But...
The namekian looked around at the outsiders, and bit his lip. A twinge of protectiveness flashed over him. Who were these people? Who were they to interfere with the sacred defense of Namek? Sure, the guardian trusted them, but they had no care in the world for his holy land. They were casual observers, complaining about getting out of bed early. Namek was everything to Helix, and to them, it seemed to be nothing.
His brief flare of resentment passed within a moment, as his typical kind smile returned to his face. What had come over him? These people were surely just unaware of the situation, and if Bing believed in them, Helix should believe in them as well. The prophet sat down cross legged once more alongside his female companion and closed his eyes to wait for bing to take charge of the situation.
[5,800 PL.]
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Post by rabu on Jan 18, 2016 6:43:56 GMT
[PL:13,208]
[Med weights in use]
[Thread PL:6,604]
Rabu was training,the day was just beginning and like he always says "The early worm gets the booty." Rabu decided to be alone in the forest today,he was testing out some new moves on mud statues he made,earlier this morning. The mud statue had a very feminine look to it,had a body and legs yet no arms. he screams and powers all his ki into this one move,he gets closer to this mud figurine.
"Hey there baby wanna make mud babies." He said,as he got on one knee and pulled a rose behind his back offering it to the mud statue. The mud statue grew arms and punched him square in the face,and walked away from him in a sassy fashion. "This wouldn't be the first time this happened to me." Said Rabu,at this moment he heard a vague voice,he couldn't make up the words,but he recognized the voice. He hasn't heard this voice in awhile. "Could it be,Bing?"
He remembered Bing from a couple skirmishes he did with him,and how they saved Ginger Town from some goons. He quickly remembers the mud statue that just punched him, as it was now was walking away. "Hey,get back here,you darn sexy thing!"
Exclaimed Rabu as he sprinted towards the mud statue,so did she. He chased this abomination of a mud lady for awhile,until she smothered on this immense pillar. Rabu looked up and sensed Enormous power yet it's familiar to him. "Damn I really shouldn't fly up this thing,but there might be some hot tough babes up there." Said Rabu,anxiously trying to find any ladies willing to be with him.
So he took flight,as he approached the top of the tower,he seen a group of people gathered around Bing."Oh shit Bing!" Said Rabu as he flew towards Bing and gave him a series of secret handshakes. "What's hanging my brudda!" Rabu happy to see a familiar face,"Shiiii,you got strong you've been working huh." Said Rabu "Hey Bing."
He said quietly as he leaned half his body towards Bing,Rabu put one hand over his mouth "Can you hook me up with the green chick,lavender and green make a great color know what I'm sayin?" whispered Rabu. "Ahh I know you're already thinking it buddy." said Rabu as he pat him on his back. He then decided to lay down,he was exhausted from flying all that way up here.
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Post by Articho Reville on Jan 18, 2016 15:38:31 GMT
[Current PL: 145,580]
Articho sat in the clearing Ninjin had shown him, newly restored after Etoru attacked him. He licked his lips as he looked at the sandwich in his hands. His mother had made it with some special ingredients she had made his father get for her and the young hybrid couldn't wait to dig into it. He opened his mouth to take the first bite when a gathering of multiple power levels triggered his senses. He paused before sighing and wrapping the sandwich back up. "Every damn time," he mumbled to himself as he tucked the food into the belt of his dogi. Articho stood up and looked in the direction of the energy signatures.
"That's where Bing's lookout is," the hybrid mused as he floated up off the ground and ascended into the air. "Wonder what he's up to this time." Articho took off towards Bing's lookout, deciding he would eat his sandwich when he got there. Judging from what he sensed, he didn't think there was a fight going on. He could be relaxed while he was there, at least. He neared the tall tower and landed in its stone surface. His shoes clacked as they hit the grounded. "Afternoon," he said with a wave of his hand. "What brings everyone by here?"
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Post by Callio on Jan 19, 2016 3:09:03 GMT
 - 25,986pl - “Bowed down to get the kings overthrown and I'm all alone and the fire grows”
WORDS: 608 | TAGS: @tagsomeone | NOTES: Wee Adventure The Pendulum Room and it's ability to warp time had become one of Callio's favorite places to be one the Lookout. It allowed the time-traveler the unique chance to venture into his future, and relive events that had already occurred for him. He, had however, been spending far too much time within the room since he had experienced it's abilities weeks ago. In fact the amount of time Callio spent locked inside of the magical room that bent space and time was unhealthy. Especially considering he was using the room to see her again, to look upon her delicate features and hear her soothing voice. Only to experience losing her all over again. It was a pattern that repeated itself no matter how strong Callio currently was. He knew saving her phantom wasn't going to actually save her, but that didn't stop the defeats from damaging his psyche further. He had just finished recovering from a recent failure to save Sarah from her attackers, when Bing's words began to creep their way inside of his mind. Callio had of course knew about telepathy, he had never experienced it first hand though. It was a strange feeling to have someone else's voice echo inside of your mind. It wasn't exactly a feeling that Callio enjoyed either. He'd be sure to inform Bing that he'd prefer to not have someone else's voice inside of his head. Taking a deep breath Callio and dusted himself off before picking up his sword that lay on the ground next to him. The kanata felt strange and almost foreign within his grasp despite having owned it for several day now. Swordplay was only a recent addition to Callio skillset, but one that had proven useful nonetheless. He hoped that it, much like another habit of his, would prove useful in the battles to come. He moved towards the door of the Pendulum Room his free hand pushing against the door with enough force to slam it open. The sudden flash of natural light blinded Callio's eyes and he quickly brought his arm up to cover his face. "Damn sunlight." why the hell did Bing want to have this meeting in the middle of the day? Surely nighttime would have been more convenient, and have done less damage to his eyes. He brought his arm down shortly after taking a couple of steps towards the more open area of the Lookout. He could already hear the voices of others, implying that he had received the message later than the others. Strange, perhaps the Pendulum Room had stopped the telepathic message from reaching him as quickly. Regardless Callio joined the others late. It was clear by Callio's appearance that he hadn't exactly been expecting to deal with others today. To those who hadn't seen Callio in awhile they'd might have even taken note of the new length of his hair. The youth examined those around him, the other 'Z-Fighters' if you will. None of them looked outwardly impressive but Callio was capable of sensing the power escaping from quite a few of them. It was impressive. "Looks to me like we're missing a certain Arcosian." yes, Defrosch was missing from this scene. More important matter thought was the appearance of a certain Saiyan among them, one with lavender skin. Callio's eyes darted towards Rabu, "Why are you lavender?" he asked with curiousity present in his voice. He'd have to get know all of these guys eventual, the Namekians more than everyone else he imagined. They were going to their home planet after all, perhaps what they were going to talk about had to deal with them? Shin of GS + Adox |
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Post by Toma on Jan 19, 2016 12:15:09 GMT
TOMA THE HEROWhile most of the Z-Fighters on the lookout had been rudely awakened by the presence of Bing within their minds, Toma had already been up and about. Life was ever busy for the new dad, and when Bing called him to come to the lookout, Toma was tending to his son, named Koruso. He picked up the baby boy, and charged his energy, flying up to the lookout, making it tot he top in just under ten seconds. A new record for him, and Koruso was giggling and smiling as happy as ever. The saiyan boy liked to fly, it seemed.
Landing on the lookout, he waved to everyone there, smiling as he held his son in one arm, who was holding on this Gi, their tails wagging back and forth. "Hey guys, what's up?" He said nonchalantly, more focused on holding the baby than anything else.
| Word:  Everyone
None of you can resist the power of the adorable saiyan baby.
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Post by Defrosch on Jan 19, 2016 14:07:35 GMT
[Thread PL: 46,722] [SU] Liquid Ki - Mist Active! Ki suppressed to 10000]
Elsewhere, another warrior was up early as well; the Arcosian known as Defrosch. He was aiming to have a more relaxing day today. Adventures can wait, because as fond as he was of them... Peace was all the more rare. It made sense to take any opportunity that had come by these days.
Today he had gone back to Ginger town to see what was going on since his encounter with a few odd Saiyan hybrids. Just has Defrosch had expected, it was business as usual around here now. Feeling a little hungry, he made his way to Mr. Scallo’s fishery to make an order of fish and chips. As he was about to make his order, Bing’s telepathic mass-text had been received.
Usually, this salty sailor of an Arcosian would whinge about getting some brain-mail, but the mention of Namek got him interested… 'So the rumors were true? Could it be that the planet and its inhabitants were truly revived? That sudden surge of energy deep in the cosmos earlier this month must’ve been exactly that!'
Defrosch made sizeable order of fish and chips, asking to have it on the go. Considering how chaotic things were last time a meeting was called on the Lookout, he thought that some food would calm people down.
He would arrive moments later, with a spring in his step. Surveying the crowd for a moment, he only recognized four of them right off the bat; Bing, Callio, Articho and… Etoru. Defrosch narrowed his eyes at the youngster, looking over his spirit with ki-sensing… Only to find the boy was seemingly cleansed of whatever corrupted him. Letting out a sigh of relief he walked over to the group, hearing a strange comment from Callio. Defrosch looked over to the one Callio was addressing. Lo and behold, it a Saiyan with lavender skin. "Oi, you can’t just ask people why they’re purple." Defrosch rolled his eyes and waved to the others. "Anyway, I brought some food. If anyone likes fish & chips I’m willing to share. Otherwise, I think we should just get down to business… A few of you might not believe me, but I’m an optimist; so I’m assuming the rumors regarding planet Namek’s revival are true. Yet, given the tone of the message Bing had sent, something isn’t quite right." Once more, Defrosch looked over each of the warriors that had gathered, getting to know the ki signatures of the new faces.
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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 Jan 24, 2016 12:36:08 GMT
[Going to post in here soon tomorrow night. Sorry for the delay everyone!]
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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 Jan 25, 2016 12:49:00 GMT
Despite the Guardian's presumption, it seemed he would not have to wait long for his allies to make their way to the Lookout. He could sense quite a few warriors flying towards the Lookout, though a select few were already here; one laying asleep in his bed, whilst the other was already walking outside. Walker, the bio-warrior, revealed himself from within the temple. He stood near the Guardian, musing on the fact that he'd never actually met the other Defenders of Earth. Bing nodded, smirking as he responded. "Despite the dire situation that we must meet up for, I can't help but be happy to get everyone together for the very first time. It's good for us to know which warriors are actually on our side, right?"The next to arrive was Lusca, the "female" Namekian. She bowed respectfully towards Bing, inciting a mirrored response from the human. "Ah, the Warrior Clan Woman has arrived. Let us hope Helix can pry himself away from his meditation soon." The Guardian was about to call out to the Future Guru verbally, but another arrival took his attention instead. Etoru revealed himself from within the temple, dressed in very little besides his underclothes. Bing looked away, a sigh escaping his lips as he spoke to the boy. "You really must mind your manners, Etoru. We have many important people coming today... I hope you don't mind if I dress you quickly?" Without waiting for a response, Bing raised his free right hand. He pointed his index finger at Etoru, and a beam of bright white Ki shot towards the young child! If it hit the Half-Saiyan , Etoru would find a set of gear nearly identical to Bing's Serpent School Gi had appeared on his body. "As for your question earlier... That's Walker, Etoru. He's the Caretaker of the Lookout."Bing quickly turned as he sensed Helix slowly approach. He smiled at the fellow mystic as the Guru settled near his fellow Namekian. He watched Helix for a moment, noticing a small hint of disdain appear on the Namekian's face, before it suddenly vanished. Bing frowned, relaying another telepathic message, though this time it was only for Helix's mind. "I assume you have doubts of these warriors and their reliability? Trust me, some of them might seem a bit silly, but they're very determined to keep the world safe. I'm more than certain that their determination will transfer to this quest." As the Serpent Master finished speaking wordlessly, his eyes widened. He began to sense an energy he hadn't sensed in ages... And it was a friendly one! It was Rabu, the Oddly Colored Warrior! The Saiyan landed on the Lookout, running towards Bing whilst exclaiming happily. Bing smiled as he met with Rabu. He remembered the countless amount of secret handshakes with ease, allowing him to match Rabu's long-winded greetings. After about a minute or so, they finally finished, inciting a laugh from Bing. "Haha! Rabu! It's a pleasure to see you once again! I've been doing well my friend, but what about you? I can sense you've been slacking on your training!"He continued to grin, but Rabu's whispered request forced the Guardian's cheeks to redden. In most situations, he'd simply laugh off such a request, but here? It felt a bit awkward. Bing let out a fake cough before he replied in a hushed tone. "Uhh, Rabu... I don't know if you know this, but she's not a "she". That woman is a Namekian; they don't have genders in the slightest." He turned to Lusca, his cheeks continuing to redden as he bowed in apology. Before the Human could let out a verbal apology, another warrior appeared. It was Articho, one of the strongest Turtle School students. The Saiyan posed a question as he greeted the group, inciting a response from the Guardian. "Welcome to the Lookout, Articho. We're here to discuss a dire event; please, come join us. We could use your help."There was a brief silence from Bing as he looked the group over. Though not everyone was here, these warriors were all massively powerful. He wanted to begin explanations, but he knew he had to wait just a bit longer for the rest to show up. "The only people missing so far are Toma, Defrosch, Maeve and Cal--"His thoughts were interrupted as the man he was about to list revealed himself. Callio looked a bit different, however; his hair had doubled, perhaps even tripled in length, and his attitude was slightly more blunt than usual. He looked over the crowd, before suddenly questioning Rabu's skin color. Bing turned to the Lavender Saiyan, raising a brow as he fell into thought for a moment. "I never really thought about it but... Why is he purple? If he does not reveal it now, I'll have to ask him privately some day."Bing turned back to Callio, bowing to him in greetings. "It seems you've taken quite a liking to secluding yourself in the Pendulum Room. I'm glad you could join us."Suddenly, a trio of warriors entered the scene! Toma, Defrosch, and... Toma's child? Bing raised a brow at the Former Z-Leader, eyeing the child and his wagging tail curiously. "One of yours, Toma? I didn't expect the little one; I would have laid toys out for him if you had given me express warning."His attention quickly turned to Defrosch, who had apparently brought some odd snack. He spoke of a rumor he heard; apparently more people were aware of Namek's revival than Bing presumed. The Guardian frowned as his eyes briefly scanned the Lookout for Maeve. She was an important person in this group, but it seemed she was pre-occupied for the moment. He'd simply have to begin the discussion without her. Taking a deep breath, Bing spoke up. "Indeed it is true. Namek has returned, thanks to the mystical Dragon Balls. Despite this good news, it is accompanied by worries... Something vile is looming over Namek." He allowed the information to properly sink in before continuing. "We don't know who exactly has decided to accost the planet so soon after it returned to life, but we do know this: it is a Demon Clan Namekian. We don't know the exact strength of this devil, or how many others he has brought with him... But that doesn't mean we can't help." The Guardian pointed to the two Namekians, Helix and Lusca. "The Mystic standing here is named Helix. He intends to become Nameks Guardian, but with a possible threat encroaching on his home, it might not be so easy for him. I'll need a group of you to traverse through space with him and his Warrior Clan companion, Lusca. I would go myself, but sadly, my role as Guardian of Earth prohibits me from leaving Earth for very long without... Consequences."He fell silent for a moment, watching the reactions of his fellow warriors before continuing. "Keep in mind, not all of you can make this journey. Some of you need to stay behind, as Earth would be vulnerable to evils without you."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 25, 2016 15:46:30 GMT
Chuckling, Walker waved to Etoru. "Hello there, young one." Standing up, he stretched, and looked around with interest. It seemed that not all of the Z-Fighters had arrived, but perhaps they were busy. Clapping his hands once, he turned as Bing began to speak. It was a rather interesting speech. He had been aware that Namek had returned, but not that there was a threat already. Interesting... It would be a good chance to prove himself, however, he did now have other responsibilities.
As they spoke, Walker looked around at the various people there. Aside from himself, the Saiyan Toma and the odd Hybrid appeared to be the strongest. Everyone else was 50,000 or Below, and it seemed unlikely that would be helpful. "Bing, I will go if you wish, but I assume you would prefer someone besides yourself stay here as backup. I will abide by your decision either way." He was a bit eager, honestly. He had missed so much while he was asleep, and now, finally, there was a chance to show he was not worthless. Perhaps the threat was not so great, however. A Demon Namekian sounded frightening, but then again, there were plenty of Demons and Namekians who were not very frightening.
(( Sorry it's so short, but Walker's a bit unsure of what his role is in this, and as far as I'm aware OOC, I'm not going unless I contact someone on Namek and find out I'm required. That seems unlikely, given we have Etoru.))
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Post by Lusca on Jan 25, 2016 16:24:09 GMT
Lusca looked at the others as they gathered together, finding herself quite... troubled at the collective group so far. These Z-Fighters, Earth's Greatest Defenders that the Guardian had promised to send to the Grand Elder Guru to help defend New Namek from the coming threat consisted of... a child, a purple man who was eyeing her like she was meat, another man who had decided to pack a lunch for this important meeting, a Saiyan who had brought his baby along for this... and this Caretaker of Earth.
Then there were the two other two whom she felt were the only proper combatants here, if only from reputation alone for the Arcosian. The fish and chips didn't sit well with her, given the nature of this summons. The red haired man at least carried himself as a warrior unlike the rest of these "great defenders". She stood there in silence whilst Bing explained the situation to those that had gathered here, her eyes watching the assembled group gauging their reactions to the speech. She gave a nod of her head when the Earth's Guardian introduced her to them.
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Post by Etoru on Jan 25, 2016 18:48:20 GMT
Etoru stared at Bing with dull, tired eyes. But Bing seemed to correct Etoru on his manners. That was strange...usually Bing would just laugh it off then tell Etoru to fix his errors. But this time he was straight down to business. Why was that? "im...portant people...? And what do you mean dress me?!" Etoru was frustrated. He could dress himself! The heck was this?? But then, Bing shot him with some ki beam. Etoru flinched but soon realized he was in his serpent uniform, unique from Bing's uniform. "Ooo! Oh my gosh! That took a lot off my mind Bing! I was too tired to change...WHY DONT YOU DO THIS EVERY DAY?? Can you? Can you?" Etoru hated the struggled of getting up and getting dressed. He usually wasn't the lazy type...full of...A LOT...of energy. But, these days, he isn't really in the mood for anything after what recently happened.
Then Bing introduced Walker. "Huh...care taker...of the lookout...?" Etoru blinked blankly. Etoru squinted his eyes at him when Walker greeted Etoru. "How come I never seen him before..." Etoru tilted his head slightly. "And isn't that like...your job Master Bing...? I mean, if he was the care taker, wouldn't that make him stronger than you? He doesn't look very strong Master Bing..." Etoru blinked blankly. Of course, yet again, it was just childish behavior to insult someone. Etoru meant no harm. However, he seemed to mix up caretaker and guardian. Etoru sensed more warriors arriving the scene. Not counting the Namekian who was the guru, of course Etoru didn't know that right now.
First up came...a purple skinned...person. Etoru stared blankly at the guy. He seemed to know Bing...and was doing a bunch of handshakes Etoru couldn't even begin to follow. "Um...." Etoru was confused. Who the heck was this guy?! "Er...Master Bing....who is that guy...um...Rabu or whatever...and how do you know each other..." Etoru looked away from the two and mumbled loud enough for both too hear. "I dunno but if you ask meeee he's kinda weird...." Etoru then sensed another power level arrive to the scene. Etoru turned his head and saw none other than Articho.
Etoru frowned and looked down a bit awkwardly. Just when he couldn't feel even worse about the recent events. Someone he attacked was here as well. Sure Bing told him that it wasn't him doing all that destruction...but he still couldn't help but feel guilty. Etoru stared at the tiles of the lookout floor. Now wasn't a time to act glum and zone out though. If he did, he wouldn't hear what was going on...! Etoru picked his head up frowning as he waited for Bing's speech. Soon enough more warriors arrived! A strange man with long red hair walked onto the lookout. Etoru thought he looked so COOL! But he seemed more of a jerk than Kaula, Zerori, and Defrosch combined! Of course, Etoru would never dare to say that aloud to those 3. They surely wouldn't be happy with him. Heheh.
Then another one came...jeez there were a lot of people coming. How important was this? What was going on? This one seemed to be carrying...a baby? Etoru stared at him and the baby for a few moments. Etoru floated over to them. "Whoa...why is it so...um...I dunno...tiny?" Of course, Etoru knew what a baby was. It's just...well...he never 'seen' a baby before. This was certainly new for him. Etoru squinted at the baby. "It looks funny looking..." Etoru blinked blankly. Defrosch then arrived at the scene and Etoru felt a bit worse. "erm..." Etoru landed on the tiles and walked back to his original place near Bing. When Defrosch squinted at him, Etoru couldn't help but feel that's how everyone else felt about him. Etoru averted his eyes to the floor. But then Bing began to make his speech and Etoru forced himself to pick his head up. He stared at his master as he begun his speech.
Etoru heard that Namek has been...revived? What?? How?? How in the world to you bring back a planet? That's when he mentioned something called a dragon ball. "Dragon...balls? What are those Master Bing?" Bing continued on. Apparently there was some threat on Namek already! And not only that, BUT RIGHT WHEN IT REVIVED! "What!?! WELL THEN WHAT ARE WE STANDING AROUND HERE FOR MASTER BING! We have to GO GO GO! If there's a threat why are we just standing hereeee!"
Trained Potential used//PL:172,110
Etoru soared off the lookout at fast speeds. The speed he went at gave a bit of a force to the surrounding warriors leaving back a gust of wind. After a few moments, Etoru soared back to the group. His cheeks were a bit red. "Um...where's the ship...?" Etoru looked down scratching his head. "Heh..."
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