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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Jan 22, 2016 19:58:17 GMT
While simply awaiting his time, simply awaiting his every second, soaring through the sky while attempting to go through the many tall mountains with his powerfull jumps in mid air, cautiously trying to find the parts that had been blasted everywhere while unable to let go over the items he had stocked all over his body. Every jump with his powerfull legs causing his pants to let out a snapping sound as they clash against his legs, creating a powerfull whip like sound before he continued making the jumps, instead of forcing them out they were like he was flowing through the air like a flowing river of water, continiously assisting the force of its own momentum. A large backpack on his back, continiously making a soft rumbling sound while the cane he continiously walks with was strapped against the side of it, in a protective location as he refused to give in to any of the errors of his ways by breaking it from a landing that may have been a few multitudes too hard. Always paying a close eye of attention to his methods.
"Just what happened here, how did this end up, why am i constantly repeating that question to myself when i obviously know the answer, when i know that its a simple human mistake... Yet why does she not accept it."
His gaze afixed to the trees before him as a thousand pieces of the stall are sprayed around the entire area, every single piece of wood that once belonged to a important piece of the design, with the sign hanging somewhere in tact. It was for other people a sight of littering, but for the eyes of Ayumu it was a sight of something akin to having a entire plains covered in gore. The pieces that were sprayed around of the wooden stall each had their own history as he has been doing his best for so long, unable to continiously fix this stall as fast as it build up its damaged parts. Every single piece was able to tell him a story, a beautifull story of how he tried to enter the hearts of the people while doing his best for his goals.
Almost as if talking about the devil a sudden blast of air collapses next to him as the trees shake wildly, some parts falling on the ground as she glares forwards, a set of veins visible on her face as she simply bit the bottom of her lip while the perfectly circulair form of this cloud of dust sliced into some trees and the pants of ayumu, wildly throwing it around as he simply was unable to say anything.
"Fuck..."
She spoke softly, her voice sounding like a hammer upon a steel plate, its reverbs cutting into ayumu's heart while he knew he could have done nothing to prevent what had happened. Knowing that she had a reason to blame herself for the mistake she made, during the big explosion where she was being taken away by Ayumu along with Cornatto, yet the stall still was there, slowly its parts scattering in a single direction into these trees like projectiles. Slicing and cutting away as every single memory she had build up being torn apart from the carved parts of the wall to the parts that were drawn by her.
"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, FUCK!"
Her small body started to walk forwards to one of the trees as she simply started beating upon it, her fists having lost their power as she was unable to contain them fully, unable to accept that she was not able to get everything flawlessly, yet this was also her first time feeling such a painfull emotion. Such a painfull emotion of losing a comrade that had protected their life, in many occasions it was the simply object of this stall that would have brought them closer to their goals, while never letting them down as big droplets started to form on her face, simply unable to contain herself as she saw the sign of "The oni's resting place" collapse onto the ground. Her voice completely lost its strenght as she was not some sort of demonic beast, some sort of powerfull warrior or somebody with a ego from one side of the world to the other. It was the voice of somebody who had lost something extremely precious and felt as if everything was extremely fragile. Yet with the complex look ayumu had on his face, he refused to say a single word, aiming his face to the heavens while simply closing in on this powerless little girl who had strived to protect him. A girl who had brought herself to be as big as the sky itself to outshadow the fragile human that stood behind her, requiring the support she had required before after mere moments he pushed out a single sentence.
"We still are here for you Hana, we are still here for you..."
The small little girl clung to the white shirt of his as it was getting stained with the wet droplets of water before she let out her silent voice, her painfull voice without a single sound. Crying out to the people she had lost in her past, the people she was striving to protect. The burdens she was carrying as somebody who was not even powerfull enough to defeat the strongest of warriors. Yet she still went out of her way to bring forwards the burdens she had carried and continued walking with them, never letting anything go the way the opponents wanted it too. Is life not something you truely wish to have happen in the way you want? To have everything be rose coloured? This was her wish, her single wish of wanting to enjoy the warmth that she felt right now and enjoy it for years to come, because nobody will be able to change who she truely is and who she truely aspires to be, as hana, stays hana. A blooming flower of passion.
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Post by Edoma on Jan 22, 2016 20:47:13 GMT
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Having just finished his training for the day, a young half breed teen now finds himself soaring over the mountains, cooling off after his intense session. His muscles were all soar and weary from the new weights he recently obtained, in fact he had yet to remove them, wanting to get a feel for them in his everyday life. As the young warrior flew, he noticed odd splinters of wood scattered in the nearby forest, adding shades of brown to the ever green. At first he though nothing of the remains, despite them being out of place, he brushed them off as just random debris, and continued flying above the trees. however, his peaceful relaxing flight was interrupted by a cry of profanity. It was rather subtle at first, and sounded more like someone had injured themselves, a common occurrence on mountains. Then it resounded once again, louder and more frantic. Normally, Edoma would not go running towards the sounds of distress, especially on earth. However, this one sounded familiar. It was a female voice, belonging to someone he swore he had heard before. This in mind, he could not fathom who it belonged to.
In that moment, the teen decided to follow the strings of "fuck" and investigate further into the cry. As he drew closer, and the sound of crying became louder, Edoma recognized the outline of two people huddled close together. Ayumu and his close friend Hana. At first glance, the young hybrid assumed Hana may have hurt herself somehow, in which case he would have just brushed it off as nothing more than your run of the mill injury. It wasn't until the teen drew closer did he see another familiar sight, only this time in a very unfamiliar position. It wasn't long before Edo put two and two together. The cries, the debris, the sign, it now made too much sense. Something happened to their precious stall. As the picture became clearer, Hana's sobs began to permeate into himself. Why though? Why should Edoma Soya care about some two bit earth food stall he had eaten at only once in his life. Yet somehow, hearing the emotion flowing from the young girl, as she was held close by the old man stuck into him. In his stubbornness though, Edoma refused to show this, wanting to keep up his appearance as the aloof saiyan that couldn't give a damn about earth and it's inhabitants. Still, this visage was too much for a sixteen year old to take in all at once and not be at least a little shaken.
"Wha-" he began, and immediately cut himself off as his voice cracked in a mixture of puberty and concern. "What happened?" Edo managed to ask, in a flat tone. It wasn't a cruel or cold voice, more like at a loss of what emotion to portray without worry. He wasn't sure if he was loud enough, in fact the teen hoped he wasn't, the idea that maybe he should leave the two alone. 'No, it's too late now, I've already asked what's wrong, I can't back out now,' he thought to himself.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Jan 22, 2016 21:16:21 GMT
While you brought yourself to ask what was wrong you had already seen that she had taken herself away from the soft embrace that had happened while Ayumu let out a soft coughing sound, still feeling the brunt of her powerfull push while the cracking sound of the ground was heard with worms and small insects starting to crawl out and move away from the recently moved parts below their feet. Some of the insects even having started to make their way slowly crawling up your leg, a worm making its way into your clothes and underneath one of the heavy weights.
"What are you doing here?, You were training a multitude of hours away from this place when we last met, simply what is your purpose for coming here?"
Hana spoke, her face showing a obviously defensive posture while refusing to let anything bad happen as beneath the look of determination were all her emotions in a large mix of chaos, unable to contain themselves and bring themselves out with the situation she had placed before herself. She would show them that she is able to keep going forwards, she would show Ayumu that she is not somebody that requires a baby sitter, even if she will soon find herself hour after hour becoming more fatigued, she knows she can trust in the people she had met and that she would protect them her entire life.
"Hana, please do not worry so much, everything will be fine, it is only Edoma"
Starting to bring himself forwards while starting to look around at the brown parts that were decorating the nearby trees, he had a multitude of lies he could tell him, he could reassure him that everything was okay and that nothing would be going in the direction he was hoping it would be, yet from the depth of his heart he felt a aching pain starting to tell him that it was wrong to just abandon the hopes he had been carrying within his heart. He should always be as honest as he could be, while trying to attain the strenght of the people that he depended on. Ayumu knew that from the depths of his inner thoughts that nothing would be as beautifull as having that single end picture in his mind of where every single person that he met would be on a single image of trust. A single formulated group of everybody truely believing in each other and putting aside their diffrences, a reason to grow stronger and stronger that was burning within our hearts before starting to place down his hands next to his body, still having had them akwardly holding each other infront of him, in a near arm cross motion.
"Edoma, it has been seen that after a certain happenstance that we have lost one of our most dearest possesion, not a possesion, but a comrade on its own, from within the depths of rage we had a large flash of energy that destroyed our stall. The oni's resting place has been torn asunder in this area and every single part that was once in its comfortable build had been scattered over the fields like a shower of pain and suffering"
Ayumu slowly made his way past hana, his large hand brushing her hair softly, making her snap out of it as she started to trail his body with her eyes, slowly turning around while he got on his knees and took the sign of the ground, holding it dearly in his hands. The only part about this entire thing that was okay, the only part that was still damaged just like it was in the beginning yet it kept holding on to its future.
"We have been attacked, we have been torn apart, yet we came back with our lives and as a victor, is that not what a true victor would say in its own world? Yet here we still are, regretting the choices we have made while being forced to go this far-"
Yet as ayumu wanted to continue, Hana simply bursted out a shout, her hands slamming against a tree as it simply shattered its entire mid section in a rain of splinters tearing into other trees with an aura of vicious killing intent unlike anything you have seen. As if she was denying his own words before letting everything she had gathered within out like a furious storm of passion. Multiple animals in the vacinity starting to scatter away, abandoning this dangerous area while Ayumu simply turned around upon hearing her words.
"When somebody says but they abandon their dreams by another six months in time did you not say this?! Were you not the one who was carrying these massive words about never regretting your choices?! Then where is that smile that we have known to love Ayumu! Where is this smile that we deserve to see everyday!?"
Her words were like a cutting blade into the depths of his chambers, into the depths of hs mind, as everything he knew was placed infront of him like a strong hammer blow to his conscience. While his hands started to clutch together and simply nodded furiously, his old body looking like a young whelps body, as if he had many things to still learn even at his extremely old age. Even at the multitude of years of expierience he had obtained he still found a hundred opportunities to build upon this and from within the depths of his heart it brought him new breakthroughs to his own ways. Placing the bag on his back onto the ground he would let out a heartfelt shout before starting to take out a large array of tools. Multiple tools of carpentery and some even simple kitching tools while starting to slowly fell trees and shaving them away, Hana her hand slowly landing on his shoulder while she turned around to you, To you Edoma.
"Can you see this old man? This man who has been giving his all every day and requires rest? Still he stands here, working his ass off every day while making his way towards the future, so why dont you take a moment to see what he will make from the passion that has arosen from the depths of his heart?"
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Post by Edoma on Jan 22, 2016 22:00:40 GMT
"Let me help!" the teen blurted out his expression betraying himself for a brief moment. 'No Edo what are you doing?' It had certainly been a while since he had a fight on this level with himself. Being the mellow dramatic teenager he was, Edoma found himself once again separating his human half and saiyan half. His human half wanted desperately to reach out and help the poor man, to help show both him and Hana that they aren't alone in this cruel world. Meanwhile, his saiyan blood told him to leave him to his own problems, he's an independent and admittedly strong human, he can handle himself. Still, as he watched Hana's fury wreak havoc on an unsuspecting tree, Edoma remembered that he did still owe the old man a favor for the food he had given him. Even with this in mind, the stubborn teen still argued with himself, despite him already walking towards the wreckage. He wasn't sure how he even could, what he could do to help the two, but he still felt obligated to offer.
There was still the seemingly abrasive Hana, who he was afraid would turn himself into debris should he get too close, so he decided to explain himself. "It's true, i usually train up north, but I like to go on a nice flight to cool after afterwards. Regardless, if I recall, I still owe you something for the food from before." he explained, his expression once again returning to normal aloofness. "So with that said, if you would like, I'd like to help you if I can. I know you told me to watch Hana, but I'm not usually a sit back and watch kind of guy." He looked back towards the old man, as he pulled out some tools, carrying his old sign. The hybrid's heart sank at the sight of the tools. He wanted so desperately to help, but he was a young warrior, not a young carpenter. Not to mention, Hana still seemed volatile. He the had another thought, one he kicked himself for not thinking of before hand. What if this was a matter of pride. He was a saiyan after all, a race known for their unmatched pride. He put himself in Ayumu's shoes, wondering how he would handle this. It was simple, he'd reject the help, saying this was his own job, and probably get angry as soon as someone said otherwise, thinking this was a sign of his own weakness.
However, Ayumu was not a sixteen year old saiyan human hybrid. He was a god knows how old human, most likely with much more experience than himself. So Edoma decided to compromise. Not including the request to help, he would not make the first move, instead waiting for Hana or Ayumu to either accept or deny the offer.
"Just let me know if there's something I can do." he reiterated. This also put the feud in his own head to rest, allowing the group in question to decide what he should do. Both halves still stood by their positions, human saying we should do everything in their power to help, and saiyan saying let them sort it out themselves.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Jan 23, 2016 2:39:53 GMT
While you started to argue in your inner demons about what to do you would find yourself soon coming up to the sudden hint that would have been hidden within the walls of all the information you had brought forwards, a sudden light that would make everything possible, rather easily while starting to move your body forwards to suggest to help him with his task, this massive task that would take probably more than you have ever expected. It was a training on its own! Physical training! bodily training, even mental training to be in unison. Something that every saiyan half would truely love about the situation! Maybe even forming a structural part of being a correct argument to finally convince yourself to join the hands of this human with his partner and bring forth a true helpfull hand! Although their faces showed a obvious confusion as your face went from a dark grim tone to a beautifull happy tone, the change between your parts visible on your face as hana was slowly raising her hand to make a argument while Ayumu simply shook his head and slowly lowered her hand. The emotions going through their heads were rather confusing at first, as even hana was wondering exactly what you had been smoking, constantly wanting to sniff the air of the nearby area but finding not a single thing diffrent, yet seeing how the cold area was starting to get caked in a thick white from the continious frosty expeditions that were happening in the current moments of the year. Bringing forwards a snow and ice covered expierience from our dreams as the many mountaintops were decorated in the trees, wood and snow, all in perfect unison of objectified slaughter.
As you started to bring forth a rather interesting explanation about how flying in the frigid cold after training, willingly suffering from muscle spasms was your favourite thing to do hana simply opened her mouth, ignoring anything that Ayumu would do to try and stop her. It was not about trying to defend herself or her master anymore, but the stupidity he was going through!
"Are you simply insane? Your pride is simply bringing yourself down to the fucking ground by acting like you deserve this cold weather! it would make you simply unable to move after a short period of time from paralyzed parts and other bodily functions that have been completely fucked over! You are degenerating your muscles by not resting in a warm climate after excercising!"
Simply unable to contain this anger, this bubbling fume of anger and simple hate while she continued to want to shout, to willingly bring out a hundred words of vile existance. To show him that he should be paying attention towards himself and make certain that nothing went wrong but instead he was floating there like a piece of shit! Exactly what was he thinking he should be doing in this scenario? What were the plans he laid bare before the entire situation of this creation? Placing both her feet on the ground while refusing to let this person continue this nonsense, she would simply feel a old hand grasping her head before a large jacket, one obviously too big for this halfbreed was thrown towards him while Ayumu simply started to give a kind smile. Honesty and kindness visible on his face as he was unable to not bring himself to assist this little bundle of excitement that constantly assumed he had nothing to do for him. Never able to truely understand the actions behind his every little being while giving a kind smile towards him.
Yet while he finished this small thing he brought his hands forwards, starting to slice into nearby wood and cutting out the base materials of his entire charade, the cherry ontop of his determination, the mechanization of his way to let people realize his instant goal, you could see his care and expertise being put into the wood at a rather interesting method while every single slice and movement was caused via the simply goal of manipulating an energy that seemingly seemed so alien to everybody in the vacinity yet so at home. He wasn't building just a simple stall, he was building a house, a place to live, a place to keep himself too and bring every future thing in the possibility. Perfectly measuring how to fit a living space, a storage space, hundreds of diffrent things into it while starting to lay out the foundations. His hands starting to weave together the fibres of leaves and bark into thick cloths, like a flowing river bringing forth this creation at speeds that far surpassed the human eye. He would bring forwards the movements of his hands like a storm over the planks, inscribing it with soft decorations while making certain to keep the flexible planks for the curved top while the straight sturdy pieces were layered on the bottom with a gap for air inbetween as a slab of rock fills in the middle layers. Always weighing down the stall more but offering it more structural support. Constantly taking out small cut nails of stone and bringing forth his work progress at a speed that seemed inhuman, as if he had done repairs and production hundred of times in the past you could only imagine that he even made his own home with those two old hands, those hands that were doing their best to protect everybody he held dear while simply making a small frame for within the stall itself to completely fill in the atmosphere of this being the new stall while framing the old one. Trying to bring for a appearance worthy of handling the art of cooking like he showed it in the past yet upgraded, more neat, more expierienced. More brought out to make it handle the future without shattering as badly this time, wanting to make it resist more and more, hoping to revive the spirit of "the oni's resting place" once and for all!
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Post by Edoma on Jan 26, 2016 18:36:29 GMT
So this is the response to a gesture of kindness? It was true, the cold was doing the teen no favors, especially for his already sensitive eyes, and he knew this perfectly well. He wanted to blast this woman right in the face for what he thought was an unjustified rage. However his own indignation didn't last long, as he was tossed a jacket, that he swore would be big enough for the half breed to live in. Then without a word, just a soft smile that Edoma's come to expect from the old man, he went to work. Working as deftly as he had with his cooking, with fluid movements and precise actions, making sure his own love and care was put into this new stall, as the teen was sure he put into the first one. Still Edoma felt a little uncomfortable just watching, and decided to ask what had happened. That being said he wasn't going to distract the old man from his work, meaning he had to ask Hana, who currently slightly intimidated him. Despite this though, the teen was at least going to try and find out.
"Hana, if you don't mind me asking. How did all this happen?" he asked. He tried to sound as soft as possible, doing his best to imply that despite his curiosity, if it made her to agitated to recollect what had happened she did not have to say anything. If she didn't it was no problem, after all the young warrior didn't need or want anymore reason to fight with the girl, and Ayumu would surely answer him once he had finished. He wasn't sure he did this right, afraid his tone came off as too cold, matching the weather. This really was a bit of a first for Edoma, usually he never had to be the one to show sympathy or empathy, he usually just got angry or frustrated. That being said, the hybrid sort of hoped she would respond, mostly since he still didn't fully understand who Hana was, which would be impossible to do if her only impression of him was as bad as he thought.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Jan 29, 2016 16:17:42 GMT
(Another sick post, sorry for shit quality)
While you asked how this had happened, Ayumu simply continued to work on what was brought infront of him, Almost like a mechanized machine he was starting to pick up speed slowly and only sped up from there, a multitude of expieriences that made these handlings as simple as helping a kid cross the streets, while the entire cell structure started to take shape. But while the words started to sink into Hana's conscience she simply sat there, thinking for a moment as her lips softly formed words that didn't come out, as if trying to formulate sentences and bring herself to a level of a reasonable discussion. To the level of giving answers that arent just short barked words of aggresion, a level where she would be able to consider not assaulting those nearby for just ticking her off before taking a deep breath and simply nodding her head.
"I am willing to tell you what happened, but you better sit down as this tale is not that short"
Her face looked grim upon remembering it, yet at the same time she had a calm smile, a smile that was as cold as ice itself while bringing forwards a soft waft of wind, travelling through the cold snow while white pellets from the heavens started to rain down, only increasing the thick coating of snow that had happened, light slowly becoming dimmer in the nearby vacinity.
"I have been taking care of many rather peculiar objects, well..."
Silencing herself, she looked shocked at what she called them, as if she realized an old habit she had brought upon herself before starting to let out a soft chuckle. One that was filled with suprise and kindness, one that was filled with a motherly kindness before starting to raise her gaze towards you again and continueing her tale.
"Rather than objects, you could call them children, they are not mine but i have fostered them for as long as i can imagine yet an creature with the power to grow plants into your nerval system managed to completely wreck their bodily controll. Turning warriors that were atleast able to defeat a numerious group of warriors to somebody who could be easily defeated by a mere technique like mine, as i am just a shell of what the strenght of those children is. A mere shell compared to the growth the people on this planet have shown while i am unable to truely keep up..."
While she fell silent for a few seconds, you would notice the grip on her hand having become stronger, the rock she sat on showing hand imprints as it slowly started to crumble, yet within moments of doing this she simply stopped and the pained gaze, the deep burning fury within her eyes started to mellow down.
"So a comrade of ours thought it was a genius plan to come in and defeat the creature that could manipulate other creatures up to ten times his own strenght in the midday, the only fact this man had going for him was that he looked like a easy kill, such a easy kill he started to toy around with him, starting to lower his strenght to a level equal to his as this managed to create a shining chance for him. Yet you may wonder what had happened as i made a small skip in the story right?, For all you have to care about, after meeting a small fox like creature on a path at the descend of the sun we were engaged in a fight with a dragon like beast and forced to fight for a multitude of hours, unable to truely escape or resist, we were constantly being attacked by creatures that swapped out just at the right moment to wear us down and keep themselves energetic and full of strenght."
Slowly letting it sink in, the words midday and sundown starting to create a timeframe for how long they had to fight, as this happened in a single day mostly from what you could have heard. Meaning that with the current reduced sunlight time they would have been underground, stuck in a battle for atleast 15 hours!? It would make the situation all the more dire upon realizing that these two had to survive being toyed around with for so many hours yet refusing to yield untill a sudden message would have arrived to them that a new person called Celmaru had entered before a single blow could strike the now distracted Hana and pin her at the wall... Just this mental image that could have come up would make you realize how much of a curse and a miracle this assistant was for coming in at this time.
"It was his announcement that shattered my life core nearly completely, Ayumu having used whatever strenght he had left to try and divert the attack by just a single milimetre to reduce the damage and give me more time to move my core was all i had required. Yet still i was pinned against the wall while this halfbreed simply continued to shout and call out about how we may have died i nearly burst into laughter... It wasn't because it was funny, but because after all this time of helping people, being tortured by society, having lived our lives isolated and beaten up... Everybody tried to kill us y'know? Not a single person would be willing to help us with a lofty goal like bringing back Ayumu's family, nobody would even attempt to chase after the goal he had planned as every other person simply had one wish in mind, 'power', and alot of it to rule the galaxy on their own. Yet this single person, the one that wished for power the most brought himself to care about others. Brought him of the path of a person spiralling down chaos and onto the path of honesty and light, yet the biggest ripple it brought out was the memories of all these people we had met. A small child along with a kami on the tower, a fuzzy fox like beast, a ryashi slave, saiyan halfbreeds, full saiyans that ate everything. The mere realization that i, somebody that was once an simple maiden following a mothers love, bound to become a planetary existance that goes out of her way to destroy.. was regiven the favour of my own emotions, i simply felt a strand of what was the old me re-entering me. The spheres that sealed what was left of the old me, inside of me, brought me power to simply help shatter the barrier at the cost of my own and Ayumu's life while giving this halfbreed with the name Celmaru a chance to deal the finishing blow to the embryo."
Yet she sat there, simply contemplating, a single question starting to become obvious, so obvious even she nodded upon even the thought entering the heads of people nearby. How did they survive? How did they manage to succesfully bring forwards their bodies out of that mess? Yet her reaction was something diffrent this time, almost as if filled with confusion.
"I am not able to know how we survived, i just felt this warm fluffy feeling deep inside of my torso, this thick syrup like feeling that brought me to my knees while tears overflowed my face, yet from within the large amount of light, while we were all prepared to die, that old bastard brought himself to his feet, started to wander into the burning flames and carried out both of us with a single word spoken to us. Almost as if punishing us for trying to throw away our lives, this word deeply sliced into my heart as i am not even certain if Celmaru was able to hear it... He simply demanded us to live, that was all he wanted us to do, even if we were evil, even if we were good, he just wanted us to live in that moment while his bones started to crumble within his body and he was damaged on every single pore of his body. He just demanded us to live..., Somebody who has been taught that her death is something so far away and started to consider life as a curse..."
Her body simply started to tremble, large droplets of water starting to churn her way down her face, like thick streams while her body slowly got a whie coating from the snow, her body not showing a single sympthom of freezing as you would easily see that she was etmitting a small amount of flames from her body naturally. Yet the soft shivers, the shocks travelling through her body were enough to tell you what was going through her.
"Is it truely alright for me to live? Is it truely alright for me to move on and be told to survive? Am i not a curse to the world as a demonic being that everybody despises? Am i not a curse that simply is brought here to kill? Why do people simply accept me for who i am and despise me when in the end they still fill my heart with hope and make it flutter with the words of survival?!"
Standing up, a sudden bright red flash covering her body as she etmitted a powerfull array of flames starting to spread in the area before they slowly started to die down while she embraced herself and simply looked down to the ground, still hiccuping and shivering softly. Her eyes looking lonely while simply crying her heart out.
"Why am i still being kept alive... i am a curse y'know..."
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Post by Edoma on Feb 2, 2016 19:15:24 GMT
Sorry I took so long, got over my own sickness and school's starting back up (hope hana doesnt kill me for this lol)
This was all wrong for the teen. He sat down on a nearby tree stump, making himself comfortable. He was expecting a story of great battles with a small but insignificant loss. As one raised as a saiyan would normally find himself boiling with excitement However, this was not the case, instead he felt actual genuine sorrow. Not even the kind he was used to, feeling sad for himself because he was weak. This was different, sadness for someone else's loss. Though through out the story Edoma's face betrayed every emotion he felt at every part of the story. At first he was neutral, showing just a slight interest. Her motherly concern for her peculiar objects caused the young warrior to give his own bright smile, but soon faded to a hidden but still noticeable anger at this mind control plant. As she brought up her 'genius comrade' the teen couldn't help but scoff. He had met a few 'geniuses' himself, but was not fortunate enough to call any of the comrades. That being said the hybrid could call himself a 'genius' at times. After that the story was turning exciting, the idea of such a difficult opponent sounding almost appealing. That was until he did some math in his head. Hana had mentioned a time frame, which if Edoma did his math correctly, would put that fight at fifteen hours! He was still interested in this Celmaru person, perhaps the half breed would get a chance to meet him, though he certainly did not envy the long fight. A smile once again returned to his face, less obvious than earlier, at hearing about all of the different people, races, and even god from the sounds of things.
However that was the last smile for this listener, as she got to the near fatal encounter. From hear on out, his face just read shock, sympathy, and almost fear. It was almost like hearing a touching heartfelt speech. It didn't particularly resonate with the young teen, in fact he found himself confused. At only sixteen years old, the idea of mortality or immortality never really processed for Edoma. Yet here he was listening to a tale about two people that were much older than they looked, living longer than any normal human, dancing with death, begging, almost ordering, probably not just his team, but himself to live. Finally, the dam broke, allowing the flood of tears to flow, leaving Edo just watching this woman cry. It was difficult to say the least. He felt like he should hug her, even though was still just meeting the two. Deciding that this could be possibly a dangerous idea, he decided instead to say something. He didn't take any time to consider his words, figuring it would be better to just speak straight from his heart.
He stood from his tree stump, his face betraying his emotion. "That old man over there working his heart out, he cares about you. If nothing else, that should be enough to let you know that it is alright for you to live. You too, I'm sure must have something to live for, anything at all. Ayumu aside, if you have something to live for, then I think your life is perfectly 'allowable'." he finished softly, his face serious, a little sad, and now slightly fearful for Hana's reaction. He braced himself, realizing that speaking without thinking could easily get himself hurt or even killed. Still he stood by what he said, and hoped it helped the girl.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Feb 2, 2016 20:00:52 GMT
While you went through your facial expressions, choosing to not interrupt her story, you could see her fragile little body, the cold that deeply sunk into her veins as she was just a puppet to the others. Just somebody to push the goals forwards as she simply wondered if there was one reason to just say alive. Your words cutting into her like a blade, while she brought herself up on her feet and simply dried her tears, looking towards the sky while simply starting to gather everything she had gathered within herself in a single palm, a pulse of energy starting to gather deeply. Almost like a crystalized essence of the feelings she had felt in her own she simply kept grasping at it while holding it infront of her, the sphere of energy burning viciously as it ate away at the energy in the air while speaking softly.
"He told me to stay alive... Yet he risks his own blood, They told me to stay fearfull... While staying out of fear themselves. You told me i deserve it, While taking what you deserve, They told me to stay down... I never bloomed and kept stuck within my own body as a prison"
Simply looking towards the sky, while taking in the light of the sun as the soft particles of snow that made their way downwards started to slowly float above the ground while she brought the sphere to her torso and it floated there, almost as if it was a sentient beast, gazing around with its two glowing white eyes as the blood red flames licked at the energy radiating from Hana. An extreme heat starting to radiate from her, yet the snow did not melt around her as she stood there, keeping herself in place while the tears that coated her cheeks had gained a blood red hue due to the concetration she had been performing within her before simply nodding softly. The flames just like they appeared starting to die down as a crystalized red object started to become visible, constantly layering the flames within itself before thickening them and laying them again. It became obvious that she was tempering a weapon, constantly folding it while you felt those glowing red eyes stare at you from the depths once again. Constantly tracing you like you were a prey that it could digest softly before you heard her speak once more, realizing that the runes started to appear as she spoke, a multilayered verse becoming apparant.
"When the forge formed the metal from dust in nothingness, When the hammer smashed into its body, carving it with scars of its own birth. It was only till men breathed through their nostrils, the breath of life that it took shape, gaurding those that are held dear"
A sudden blast of heat started to radiate as she simply continued to speak, this time the runes did not appear while her hands slowly started to lose their humanoid appearance, becoming more plant and... morphed with every minute as she worked on this project. Constantly shaping the energy she was expanding as she simply started pulling molecules from the air using her heat resistance and manipulation to create what was seen before us. An pair of gauntlets that had the breath of life, able to assist its owner via whatever means was possible before simply bringing down every blow to distance yourself. To protect your flesh on your hands and arms, before simply tossing them before you as her glare was like a thick vortex of blades raining down upon the area if you did one step to the wrong area.
"Do not take my kindness lightly, as the verses of the past are carved in my body, For Ayumu these words 'You have granted me life and lovingkindness; And Your care has preserved my spirit', were burned into my being. For you along with many fighters were the fuel to the flames within my body, gaurding me from the heat of even the hottest mountains, able to help me stand firm. A few have carved my body into what it is now, scarring me and harming me, making me fear their punishment, knowing that the heavens will reward their evil. Yet here i stand, questioning life itself when that is our entire existance, to simply move on and push against the massive wall of not knowing anything. To prevail and stand firm without a single blow to our esteem killing our spirits and forcing us to our knees. We move on as we think and live, so can you promise to me that you will move on and simply join your hands with ours?"
The gift floating infront of you slowly, tossed towards you, it would not even reach the ground while calling out to you on a mental level before her hand was reached out towards you, making you realize what exactly she had asked of you. If you were willing to betray even a faction you had joined to perform what was true justice and be the one to take the blows from everything in order to truely correct everything. Something that could easily take every single fibre out of your body and get you killed yet it was a magnificent goal to work for with the entire flow of the conversation being pushed towards this, with such a precious item being rewarded to you. Could you truely deny infront of such a frail maiden who wanted to have the security of knowing that somebody would be there to help protect this frail old man called Ayumu? To know that the fibres on his back would not be twisted and turned by a simple attack from evil groups to earth once again?
"Are you willing to sacrifice everything, to be against all you love just to be able to make them realize how to get along together and be able to truely win over the hearts of every single person on earth? We do not wish to harm others, we simply wish to protect do we not? So please. For ayumu and me, join our ranks."
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Post by Edoma on Feb 2, 2016 21:15:41 GMT
No sentences were found, no phrases were formed, not even a single word for what felt like an eternity would even find passage through the young warriors throat. He was at a loss, what was he supposed to do? He was going to come to earth, get strong enough to be a real saiyan, and the go back home. Not to mention the fact he still had no idea if his human mother was even alive on this nonsensical rock. Nothing here made sense, and it frustrated the teen to no end, vegeta was simple. Of course, simple isn't always better right? Why was Edo even considering this?
"Dammit..." he muttered. "I'm a god damn saiyan, I don't...!" don't what? His eyes began to sting, as he gave an external shout to match his internal. He pointed a hand towards a tree opposite of the building, a reddish pink sphere of energy radiating from his palm. Then, he hesitated, the single second of pause allowing him to realize he was currently making as ass of himself in front of the people that were offering to call him comrade. He let the ball of light die down, slowly lowering his arm.
"Dammit." he repeated. "I'm a saiyan right?" he asked himself aloud. He looked down at the brown furred tail swinging lazily near his feet. He brought it up to his face, then slowly wrapped his hand around it. Then in a flash, he gave it a quick squeeze, causing him to take a sharp inhale in pain, before letting it drop to the ground. His eyes starting to sting like he was once again blasted in the face. He then picked up a clump of snow, and placed it on his eyes for a few seconds. The half breed then turned around and threw the snow to the ground. He took a look at the gauntlets, waiting for him to pick them up. He lifted them up, and placed them on his hands. She wasn't asking him to go against his home, just to protect theirs.
"Sorry about that little out burst." he breathed, his voice trembling just a bit. His two halves both in disagreement, but unsure of what at this point. He'd only interacted with these two people twice, and was agreeing to join these people. He didn't even say anything of the sort, however he felt that putting on the gauntlets was an unspoken yes. A member of a warrior race, fighting for peace. The thought made him laugh, and loud. He must have looked like a complete jackass mental patient. No, there was a better word for that. Human, Saiyan, both, it didn't matter. Edoma Soya was indeed an overly dramatic teenager. So an average teenager.
"Yes. I'll join you." he assured, a soft smile plastered on his face. "This planet makes no sense what so ever. I guess that just means everybody needs somebody to help out." he jibbed in a weak attempt to get back to his usual jokingly cocky manner. "Thank you."
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Feb 2, 2016 22:19:33 GMT
She simply smiled while speaking towards you, her face showing acceptance and knowing that you required a bit of pushing to get into this deal. Her mind having gone to a new level of speed while simply taking care of everything that had to be done before taking out a small ear piece and passing it towards you via the handshake, happy to know you did not blow up a tree in this mere instant. Accepting life itself and everything that it meant.
"You are a true saiyan for knowing what you want and accepting everything you wish to do to help those you care for, Welcome to our little 'Silver Lake' guild... Okay? Never speak about them, never invite anybody, just simply know that this earpiece will tell us about each other if we need each other. We just simply help each other and grant info, to help each other the quickest method possible."
Slowly reaching out her hand towards you before a vortex of flames surrounded us, burning away in the vacinity before you saw a curious mark becoming visible on the ear piece as you felt contact with two other targets appear. A small 3d screen coming up if you were to put it on which would allow you to tap a name to call. The names "Ayumu" and "Celmaru" becoming apparant, yet if you were to put it on, this was also the moment where you felt it fusing into your ear, knowing that if it was so deep in your ear that a normal attack could not break it and mess with it, a simple countermeasure.
"Do not worry about what it does to you, if you wish to have it removed, simply place this chip to its side and it should fall apart instantly and make its way out via a single pore as a liquid."
Turning herself around as you guys would be suddenly able to look towards what was rather interesting, a new stall having made itself infront of us, completely decorated along with the old sign of the oni's resting place being put up there once again. In a new sense, along with a female with a oni mask, you saw a ryashi and cowgirl being drawn on it too, standing by the side of the oni mask wearing female while Ayumu spoke finally after such a long while.
"It seems that you two have spend alot of time talking to each other, did i miss anything you guys? Come on, Share some details with this old bastard!"
Laughing loudly while sweat was visible all over his body and the usual white shirt of his was sticking to his body, having a thick musk enter the area before he crushed some herbs and had the liquids drop down upon him, causing the scent to quickly die down under the fresh scent of lemons. Noticing your gauntlets and simply whistling happily and raising his hand softly, trying to greet you once again after having worked for so long.
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Post by Edoma on Feb 3, 2016 0:24:45 GMT
Edoma couldn't help but have his own laugh. He was half tempted to just call Ayumu with his new device just because he now could. More importantly though, he wanted to meet this Celmaru person. For now though, there was a brand new stall that will once again pump out some of the greatest food in the planet was finished. Edoma then took a moment to play with the new display. He noticed Hana's name wasn't on there, though that was most likely attributed to their relationship.
"Looks good old man." he assured him, not yet answering his question. He took a moment to take it all in. He was honestly astounded, unsure of how he could have built it so quickly. Perhaps him and Hana had been talking for longer than he though. He looked over to her to see her reaction before he continued on to answer Ayumu's question.
"Didn't really miss too much. Bit of exposition, emotion, not an explosion though." he joked, referring to the teen's almost destroyed tree. "Also, Hana invited me to join your 'Silver Lake' guild. Which I said yes to. Which reminds me," he began. The hybrid had quite a few questions about this new group, though for now he decided to ask the two biggest queries he had. "So how did you come up with the name? Was it just you two or did Celmaru help with that one? Speaking of, who is he? Think I could meet him at some point?" he knocked both questions out a once, not really taking time for questions to be answered, a little too excitable to let his statements sink in one by one. While he asked his questions, he took looked at the stall, taking in the new sign, reading the title out loud to himself. It really was a sight to behold, maybe even better than the old one, of course that could easily be due to the fact that one, Edoma never really had an attachment to the old stand, and two, because it lacked the age of the old one. He also gave another laugh as the smell of centuries old labor was being masked by the scent of lemons.
"Hana told me what happened. Let me just say that you guys really know how to bounce back from disaster." he snickered, his usual attitude back in almost full force. Of course it was only almost, the half breed couldn't help but let a bit of concern occasionally seep into his words. Edo then angled himself in a way he could look at the both of them, pretending to observe the stall in depth as a scapegoat. Once both were in view, he looked up at them and said, "I'm glad you're alright."
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Feb 3, 2016 7:06:28 GMT
Noticing that hana was not on the list, you could easily assume it to be part of the reasoning on why hana and ayumu could converse silently at some points before the old man simply lifted his body upwards, letting out a powerfull yawn and looking to the snowing sky, taking it all in happily. Looking towards the simply frame that was build before them, he had made it in the time frame of them talking with ease as the sun had been down for a while and the moon was visible high above in the sky. Seeing the illuminated droplets of snow that were traversing downwards, every single one unique in their own right and beautifull. Their reflections were like a caressing sight for the eyes to behold as our hearts were etched in the mystique of the night sky.
"Yeah, it looks good... Been working on it for a good half a day now while you guys had been talking happily, yet what brings the most glee to my heart is the mere concept of having everything within the reach of my hands finally."
Hana bringing herself forwards, placing her small hand on Ayumu's shoulder while jumping up to get a few solid pats in before flinging the sweat of her hand and steralizing it via ignition within a mere second. Speaking her own heart out while simply smiling towards the building that was placed infront of them.
"It will be a bitch to install the space ship features of the normal times into it, but atleast this time it should be sturdy enough to carry us to the future would it not Ayumu? A small little stall that has been carved with the massive hands of passion that we carried and worked through our lives with, continiously training ourselves?"
Slowly nodding his head before turning around, grabbing that little girl by the bottom of her arm pits and throwing her up before a soft collection of flames became visible over his entire body, all his sweat burned of his body with a sudden flash burn before shuddering himself with a sudden loud smack, Hana had her legs landing on Ayumu his shoulders, a set of risque black underwear visible through a small gap. Only making you wonder exactly where she learned her fashion sense from while Ayumu spoke towards you.
"Not much?, It seems that the invitation of something that we sunk our heart and soul in isn't much?"
Teasing you back with while simply moving forwards to close the distance, placing a few pieces of timber in the flames that were located between the two of us to keep us warm in this frigid night before continueing.
"Celmaru had nothing to do with the name as he is also a saiyan hybrid, although he is a bit too hard headed for his own good, although he is a good kid that deserves the praise he obtains y'know? Always striving to survive himself in the world that is a chaotic tsunami of emotions... It even follows up in the name that i picked. Because i am certain that you have noticed how justice isn't really first place for most people right?, Yet every single act of justice leaves a ripple in our hearts like a lake. So us, who place ourselves on the second place to bring forth true justice are within the rippling lake of silver, silver lake."
Placing his hand towards the back of his head before noticing that hana was ontop of his head, stopping his awkard look of knowing that he had picked an incredibly corny name before looking at her and throwing up a small marshmallow from a bag and handing you a stick with one, letting her roast one, enjoying her child like demeanor of joy. Feeling like he was really a parent once again before continueing his words.
"You bet that i will always be okay, the moment i go down is the moment that my old past name has gone away..."
Taking out a pipe while you could see him light it softly, the blood red smoke slowly ascending into the night sky, as you knew it was just from the illumination in the dark night sky before after a few inhales, he spoke towards you.
"In the past of my life, i have always been called a unfortunate miracle, where people knew that i was always victim to everything, yet i brought people together to band for their goals. I have seen people that i talked to finally go after their future's with freedom that was unseen before to anybody in the time. But these miracles as people called... Are useless in our eyes, who would praise a old man like me for bringing together like six to eight people to band together to save the world when we have the z-fighters lazily complaining to themselves about self guilt? Everybody has their own limitations and everybody has their own personal rules... But you have to place yourself in the shoes of the victims and strive to keep them safe. This is why i always bring forth what people call miracles, its because there are people like you who i want to kindle that passion inside of you, to grant you a chance to fully bloom into a beautifull warrior atop the ranks of strenght beyond our reach"
Slowly moving away his pipe before flipping it upwards and tapping hana's nose with the inhaling part before catching it with his mouth, he grinned towards her and simply shook his head before chewing on a small piece of jerky that he had left in his pocket, knowing you two were busy with marshmallows before speaking softly.
"If you wish to go home, you can go now, although we will still be here tomorrow for a conversation if you wish for it, alrighty?"
Offering you a small break from these constant conversations as the night was really starting to fade away, with a good rest a neccesary part of any creature really!
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Post by Kizuki on Jul 2, 2016 0:41:37 GMT
Ayumu: +7,236 PL New Total: 187,093 PL
Edoma: +6,400 PL New Total: 23,582 PL
(Adding now.)
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