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Post by Abzerute on Jan 25, 2016 21:15:05 GMT
PL: 49,316
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Weighted PL: 12,329
Ki Suppression Active: Suppressed PL at 5
Level 1 Shop (built into ship)
The bronze Arcosian's fingers tapped away rhythmically against his command chairs armrest as he sat in his ship. Following the battle with that Namekian warrior, who for the time being he was going to refer to as Silver, he'd returned to the ship and ordered it moved to a new location just on the slim off-chance that he had seen its position. Whilst Abzerute held no fear of the Namekian or any of his comrades, he didn't particularly feel like wasting his time battering every single warrior Namekian that decided to come knocking on his door. Of course, if he'd just simply killed the Namekian then he wouldn't have that issue.
He smirked as he watched the readouts from the ships sensor network. But then he wouldn't be getting this delightful little display put on before him. From their new location underneath Namek's very own ocean where the Namekians couldn't reach because of their need for air, the bronze Arcosian could watch the movements of several clumps of power levels running around the region. It was amusing to consider that they were doing all the work for him. By allowing Silver to live and spread the word about the terrible invader and the words he had spoken about more invaders, the entire planet was now going onto a high alert. This would ensure that anyone else seeking out the Dragon Balls would be somewhat occupied trying to deal with the detritus, whilst at the same time weakening the planet's defences as the Namekian Warriors fought and were most likely killed by their adversaries.
Why did he want Namek's defences weakened? It was simple. Then the only clumps of power levels left would be those of the Elders who no doubt had some form of bodyguards. And even if the Warriors left their Elders unguarded and unprotected, thinking that they were hidden perfectly... the fact that a single power level is stationary for so long in any one place would indicate one of the hiding places of these Elders who knew the secrets of the Dragon Balls. Abzerute chuckled at the sheer simplicity and yet complex nature of such a plot. One that the foolishly stubborn Namekian warrior had provided for him on a silver platter.
And speaking of silver platters, it would appear that one of the main courses was close by to his ship's location... There was a small patrol out nearby, but it was nothing he couldn't handle. With that decided, the bronze Arcosian left his ship and the ocean it now resided in, ascended to the surface and began to make his way towards the first hiding place of one of the Namekian Elders. One way or another, he would have the information he desired... even if he had to kidnap the Elder, bring him back to his ship and then interrogate him from there in peace. In orbit or under the sea, it mattered little where. But first, he had to reach them.
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Post by Kuzuta on Jan 26, 2016 2:09:24 GMT
| ❝ | in the latest midnight hours when the world has gone to sleep, you've gotta get up. when doubts begin to rise and the world is at your feet, you've gotta get up. reach, it's not as bad as it seems. i cleanse in the river for somebody else, for anyone but myself. i'm not a selfless man, i'm not a man of wealth. | ❞ |
- 6,200(24,800)PL - “The secrets I keep are tearing me up inside, night after night it keeps haunting me.”WORDS: 888 | TAGS: Abzerute | NOTES: Kuzuta has used: 'Slaughter Namekians' it was Super Effective Namek, a world that had itself destroyed and reborn countless times throughout history and here Kuzuta was stepping foot onto the planet after it's most recent rebirth. It hadn't exactly been something he wanted to do but when those in charge of the SSE gave you a command you tended to follow it. Besides hopefully he'd find someone or something on the planet that would be able to help him improve his skills even further. He of course needed to find people in order for that to happen in the first place, a task that proved to be rather difficult when the entire placed looked exactly the same. He imagined that it was hard for anyone that wasn't a native or hadn't spent a great deal of length on the planet to find their way around. He could only let out a tentative sigh as he loosely gripped the hilt of his sword and passed by what had to be the same tree for the fourteenth time. "You think they'd have given me a map when they redirected me here." if anything he could at least take solace in the fact he wasn't going to be spending his time strolling around a prison and keeping his eyes on prisoners all day. Yes, that was the true beauty of his new situation he actually got a chance to see other worlds outside his new. It was only unfortunate that the first planet he visited had to be one that had a history of being blown the fuck up.
He spent at least another thirty minutes wandering around before he actually managed to catch sight of something that at least resembled civilization. A series of what Kuzuta could only assume to be houses with spikes were laid out in front of him and from his location a couple of miles away he could make out what appeared to be tiny green dots. Namekians right? They were the green slug people that called Namek home. "Slug people, how interesting. I guess it's no weirder than fish people though, let's just hope they're not as...stingy or mean." he muttered to himself as he picked up his pace. It had only taken him a couple more minutes of walking to reach the village and upon his arrival the Namekians within seemed surprised to see him. It was almost as if they hadn't seen a Konatsian before, and quite frankly Kuzuta wouldn't have been surprised if that was actually the case. Konatsian's weren't typically the type of people who left their home planet without a solid reason. "Hello people of Namek! It's a pleasure to meet you and must I say you have a...interesting planet..." interesting was really the only word he could think of to describe this place correctly. It certainly wasn't beautiful, or at least it wasn't to Kuzuta anyway. Still it was certainly better than a world that was basically one giant freakin desert. The people in front of him didn't bother to speak to him and only stared at him jaded eyes, almost as if he had been the cause of some kind of problem. Weren't Namekians suppose to be friendly? "Why the long faces? It's not like I'm here to kill you or anything." he probably should have chosen his words more carefully.
As if thrown into motion by the word kill one of the Namekians stepped forward, clearly a member of their Warrior Caste. "I suggest you leave this place outsider; we've had enough of your kind stirring up trouble on our planet." oh god...was he about to get into a fight? He hadn't even been here a day and he was already about to start picking fights with the locals, how wonderful. Kuzuta rolled his eyes and withdrew his sword, "I'm afraid that I can't leave. You see I'm here on official evil empire business and the such." he actually had no idea what the Saiyan Empire wanted him to do here, but he supposed he'd figure that out later. The warrior Namekian jumped into action against Kuzuta and without so much as a second thought the Konatsian filled his sword with his Ki and slashed releasing a wave of golden energy from the sword and into the nameless Namekian. The two collide and the warrior was ripped in half by the attack. "Clearly you must be one of the weaker members of your race, I barely put any power into that bad boy." the rest of the village began to spring to life because of Kuzuta's actions. Several more warriors now stood before him and it became clear to Kuzuta that he wasn't going to be able to take them on using only his base level of power, and thus he tapped into the latent energy within himself. His entire body erupting in a vibrant aura of gold, and his power level drastically increasing. Then he began to what could only be describe as mercilessly attack the warrior Namekians before. To be quite honest he could of held himself back, but they had attacked him first and as far as he was concerned this was merely self defense. He slew one Namekian and with his fresh purple blood atop his blade he began to move onto the next, entirely unaware of the approaching danger.
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Post by Abzerute on Jan 27, 2016 1:23:04 GMT
Now this is curious. thought the bronze Arcosian to himself as he slowed his flight, checking his Scouter. It seemed that another power level had intercepted the patrol and was engaging in battle with them, judging from the dropping signals he was detecting. Was this one of his competitors for the Dragon Balls, or something else? Whatever the case, it was something that warranted investigating. He made his way towards the dropping energy signatures, and paused in the air as he watched the long-eared swordsman set about his work. He ran through the xenological database in his Scouter to locate the species, finally settling on Konatsian. Now that was interesting... what was a Konatsian doing so far from Konats, and why was he mercilessly killing the Namekians?
Perhaps he could make use of this alien swordsman... the bronze Arcosian grinned as he began to make his descent. He could always use more followers. "An interesting display of prowess Konatsian, although I dare say you are some distance from your world." he said, looking to the assembled corpses. "It seems the Namekians are just rolling out their best welcome for anyone not of their race these days doesn't it?" he said, his tail flicking from side to side as he spoke. "Where are my manners? I'm Abzerute." said the Arcosian as way of introducing himself to the pointy eared swordsman. He looked down at one of the corpses that was twitching, raising an eyebrow before he shot a bolt of ki into its face. "Persistant bastards these Namekians." he mused.
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Post by Kuzuta on Jan 27, 2016 2:04:17 GMT
| ❝ | in the latest midnight hours when the world has gone to sleep, you've gotta get up. when doubts begin to rise and the world is at your feet, you've gotta get up. reach, it's not as bad as it seems. i cleanse in the river for somebody else, for anyone but myself. i'm not a selfless man, i'm not a man of wealth. | ❞ |
- 6,200(24,800)PL - “The secrets I keep are tearing me up inside, night after night it keeps haunting me.”WORDS: 910 | TAGS: Abzerute | NOTES: This has deadly alliance written all over it. It was amazing the amount of destruction one was capable of causing when they were truly at one with their craft. That wasn't to say the killing of other races was Kuzuta's chosen craft, it was more the combat itself. He had always been the type of person that found himself truly at one when his blade was drawn and the heat of battle touched at his skin. Many on his world had call him prodigy because of his capable to master this craft, but in truth Kuzuta merely used as a way to allow his mind to escape. As he sidestepped Namekians attacks and countered with kicks or slashes from his sword he was truly in another place. Everything blinded together so seamlessly for him that it was almost like a dance of sorts. He could see their attacks coming a mile away and his body would react without so much as a second thought. That wasn't to say his execution of the dance was flawless by any means, he made mistakes, missteps on the dance floor if you will. The Namekians he was fighting would land blows against his body, and he stumbled back fighting through the pain as stepped back on to the proverbial dance floor.
When it was all said in done Kuzuta found himself taking deep breathes and standing in between the corpses of the warriors he had just slain. He whipped the purpled blood off his sword before bring the blade up against his shoulder. His blue eyes scanned the around him in an attempt to see if any of them were simply faking their deaths, but as far as he could tell they were down for good. He'd have allowed his current increase in power to fade but he had heard someone land on the ground behind him. He tilted his head over his shoulder as the newcomer spoke, his golden aura fluttering about around him. An Arcosian, and one who clearly knew at least something about Konatisans. He had found himself being mistaken as a human quite a few times during his brief moments spent on Planet Vegeta. "If you thought that was impressive you should see me at parties, I can drink a Saiyan under the table." he chuckled lightly as he turned himself around to face the Changeling fully. He hadn't personally met anyone from the Arcosian but he had been told enough about them by his father to know what they at least looked like. What was he doing on Namek though? Shouldn't he be busy fighting in the civil war that brewing on Yardrat or something? "Can you blame me for leaving? Whole place is basically a giant desert, can't exactly say Namek is much of an improvement though." he spoke smoothly.
Kuzuta withdrew his sword from his shoulder and held it down towards his side. He might have been giving off the presence of a person that was utterly relaxed but he certainly guard up. "You're telling me. I had been minding my own business when they were suddenly telling me to get the hell off their world. Like hello? I only just got here why the heck would I do? I'm telling you some people gotta learn how to show a guest a little respect." his eyes followed the Arcosian's tail as it flicked itself back and forth, but he quickly allowed them to lock onto the man himself as he introduced himself. Abzerute, a very fitting Arcosian name if Kuzuta did say so himself. He then watched as the Arcosian gave a brief glimpse of his power in the form an energy blast at a twitching and still alive Namekian on the ground. So Kuzuta had failed to kill one after all. Pitty, meant he was going to have to work on his mass killing skills a bit more. He blew out a puff of air when told that the natives of Namek were quite stubborn, "Aren't we all a little stubborn though." Kuzuta knew that he certainly was. He figured he was going to have to introduce himself now though, it certainly seemed like that might have been what the Frost Demon was expecting. He took a couple of steps towards Abzerute, dragging the tip of his sword along the ground as he did so. He stopped moving once he was a couple of feet in front of him. He then, in an almost taunting manner, bowed his head at him. "Pleasure to meet you Abzerute, I'm Kuzuta." he lifted his head.
Once more he placed his sword against his shoulder this allowing it to tap lightly against it, "What exactly brings an Arcosian to the recently revived Namek I wonder? Shouldn't you be busy dealing with the civil war happening amongst your people? I mean, the Saiyans having utterly destroyed your homeworld and your empress certainly left a pretty large hole in your empire." a goofy, yet almost sly smile appeared on Kuzuta's face, "Or do you simply not care about something like that? Want to play the role of the big bad Arcosian loner rebel." he teased Abzerute lightly. He knew the tales of his races power, but quite frankly he was a little too full of himself to really care. Besides, you couldn't judge everyone from a race based on the entire race itself, no...each person had to earn their reputation themselves. Be that reputation one of respect, or fear.
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Kuzuta used super serect techinque: Be A Cheeky Bastard. -3/3 KP |
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Post by Paengi on Jan 28, 2016 0:19:54 GMT
[Thread PL- 9896]
Paengi was at the warrior clan base, a group assembled. The leader was listing off names, organizing one squad of Namekians. ”And then Paengi,” Samuka finished, looking at him. ”Paengi will be leading that squadron.” Paengi nodded, and snapped his aura around him, the silver fire like energy making him look intimidating. He walked out to the open roof, and shot into the sky. He heard five other’s blast off behind him, following him.
The group flew throughout the sky, in a closed formation. Paengi was in the front, and two others were behind him on his sides. Another pair was behind them, and the last namekian was a small distance further behind, making sure all of them were together.
He had a few duties that he had to lead this patrol for, and the last was the most important. First they would simply search the horizons in all directions, scouring the land for any enemies. They had to make sure no one else was anywhere close. After this they would go to several villages, checking on everything, making sure one of the village’s elder was evacuated, before finally heading to there destination. That’s where their success became critical. They were in charge of escorting a high elder to their hidden location, a very important task. All of the elders needed to be protected, or else they could be captured. No one knew exactly what the aliens would do to them besides murder, but it was possible elders would be tortured for information, or used as a hostage against the namekians.
Paengi soared in the skies, his eyes scanning everywhere. His neck turned as he glanced back, ensuring that the tailing namekian warrior hadn’t been lost. He was still there however, currently succeeding in making sure no surprise attacks could happen. Paengi’s eyes looked forward again, scanning the hills and plains of Nameks. So far they had found nothing asides from farmers attending their fields, waving upwards at the protectors of the planet. He shot off into the distance, determined to make sure they missed no one.
”Landing here,” told his group as a village approached. They had already been to a few, and it seemed all was well everywhere in the region. Paengi’s body suddenly began flying at an angle, as his altitude dropped rapidly. He shot towards the ground, wind rushing past him. Suddenly his legs shot forward, and with knees crouching he landed. He heard the noise of five other weights landing heavily on the ground. A group of namekians rushed to him, and he held his hand up silencing them right as they all began chattering at once. ”Tell me. Was the elder safely escorted?” They all nodded, and a aura appeared around Paengi as he prepared to shoot off. ”If nothing else is needed we’ll be going,” he said. They all stared, the fact that nothing else would be said obvious. He looked at the five warrior clan members, and he flew up into the sky.
The team was closing in on the village where one of the high elders was, when Paengi realized what was going on. ”The village is under attack! Team, I want you locating the elder, and getting him away! I’ll deal with this!” he shouted as they all went into action. Paengi floated downwards, anger rising in him. Dead bodies everywhere! He would make this murderer pay! He shot down out of the sky, remembering the technique he had used before. He had moved his Ki about, until it expanded bringing his body with it. Paengi felt his rage, his Ki spinning inside of himself. He let the anger rule him, the spinning go rapidly as it threatened to tear his body apart. With a shout Paengi embraced the feeling as his Ki shot out in all directions. He aimed himself as his body shot out in all directions, and he came down upon the killer. He let his Ki come out, surrounding him as his feet came down upon the foe attempting to crush him.
[Great Namek used- 39584; [UP2]Silver Chimera Rush(the stomp) used- 26,126 PL]
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Post by Abzerute on Jan 28, 2016 0:51:17 GMT
Well this Konatsian was certainly a jovial sort of person. Abzerute thought to himself as the man spoke, shrugging as the man compared his homeworld to Namek in terms of their differences. When the man mentioned the Namekians needing to show respect, he gave a small chuckle. "Well, it can perhaps be forgiven on their part. Last time a non-Namekian came to this world, it did find itself somewhat exploded." the bronze Arcosian suggested. The man soon introduced himself as Kuzuta, and he bowed his head in kind towards the Konatsian male. Then of course came the question of why he was here.
"Well as you said Arcose was somewhat destroyed... as was this world." he said, casting an arm to encompass the landscape around them. "A world that was reduced to nought but asteroids and stellar dust, brought back into life along with all those who were upon it... A fascinating puzzle don't you think?" Abzerute inquired of Kuzuta. "I'm here to figure out how it was done, and perhaps apply the same technique to Arcose." he explained before hearing something whistling from above, his Scouter indicating a rising power level coming down rapidly towards them. He tilted his head back, groaning at the sight of the silver aura surrounding the rapidly expanding Namekian.
"You," he began to say as he dropped his Weighted Armour, flaring his power to its maximum in his Suppressed Form, "are like a bad," said the bronze Arcosian as he began to charge his ki into his finger tips, before then firing off his twin arcs of energy towards the incoming feet, "zeni that just keeps turning up." Abzerute finished as he watched for what was to come next. He did wonder how the Namekian would react to seeing him again... especially if his Guillotine Cross technique connected with the ever increasing moron. He did have to give him some credit though, at least he was using his brain with this particular tactic... a shame though that it wasn't going to work.
Dropped Heavy Weights, stopped Ki Suppression
PL: 49,316
[UP2] Guillotine Cross: Identical to a normal Death Wave except for one difference. Instead of using just a single hand to fire off one Death Wave, Abzerute utilises both hands to fire off one after another in a quick succession, sending off two Death Waves at once.
Guillotine Cross PL: 32,548.56 VS Silver Chimera Rush PL: 26,126
Guillotine Cross wins, PL remaining: 6422
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Post by Kuzuta on Jan 28, 2016 1:28:04 GMT
| ❝ | in the latest midnight hours when the world has gone to sleep, you've gotta get up. when doubts begin to rise and the world is at your feet, you've gotta get up. reach, it's not as bad as it seems. i cleanse in the river for somebody else, for anyone but myself. i'm not a selfless man, i'm not a man of wealth. | ❞ |
- 6,200(24,800)PL - “The secrets I keep are tearing me up inside, night after night it keeps haunting me.”WORDS: 700 | TAGS: Abzerute | NOTES: Big Green! Go away! The Konatsian placed the tip of his sword into the dirt once more and prompt his elbow up against the weapon's hilt. Leaning himself comfortable against his weapon as Abzerute began to explain his reasoning for his presence on Namek. He wished to find the nature behind the previously destroyed world's sudden reformation from space rumble into an actual planet again. It was a pretty big mystery, one that Kuzuta hadn't even bothered to think about before now. How exactly did one go about restoring a planet to life? Through magic perhaps? Coming from a world where such a thing was in abundance you'd have thought Kuzuta would have heard about a magical spell THAT powerful. He hadn't though, and so he quickly tossed that idea out the window. Besides doing something on that large of scale with magic would surely have costed several people their lives, or at least someone's life. "I can certainly see the appeal of wanting to figure that out now." he pulled his sword up from the ground, and sighed slightly. "Sadly if you were expecting me to have some kind of information on the matter I'm afraid I've got nothing for you." he gave a shrug of his shoulders, and had actually been about to tell the Arcosian goodbye. Then his ears his twitched at the sound of the wind whistling about above them, almost as if someone was speedly approaching their location. As if to confirm this fact Abzerute's scouter began to beep loudly at the presence of an approaching power level.
Kuzuta followed the warrior's gaze as he looked up towards the heavens in time to see a massive foot attempting to smash into the ground. He blinked, "Oh shit, that's bad isn't it?" he didn't need anyone to answer. The Konatsian surged his energy as he launched himself backwards and out from underneath the shadow of his attacker. It probably wouldn't have matter all things considered. Kuzuta's new buddy Abzerute had reacted far quicker than Kuzuta would have imaged him to, dropping his armor to the ground and rapidly increasing his power. The blonde watched as the Changeling charged up his energy the very ground underneath him breaking apart, and rocks rising up into the air as he tapped into wealth of power stored within him. He had obviously been right on the money to assume he wouldn't have stood a chance against Abz if a fight had actually broken out between the two of them. He smirked with curiosity as the alien warrior released an attack towards the large Namekian who sought revenge for his fallen allies.
Kuzuta wasn't able to sense energy but it didn't matter because he could still feel the amount of power released from Guillotine Cross. Abzerute surely would have been able to handle the Namekian on his own, but since the attack had been aimed at him he wasn't about to just stand there and let Abz do all the work. Kuzuta tapped into his ki and pulled forth a rather unique technique from his arsenal of moves. One that had been taught to him by the fish people of his home planet. The swordsmen let out a mighty roar and released a mass amount of ki outward, and as it escaped from his body he began to give it shape. Large bright blue chains of ki energy began to launch out from his body, and they made their way towards the Namekian attacker. They would attempt to entangle and ensnare him, preventing the green warrior from performing any others actions for as long as they were wrapped around his body. He hadn't taken the time to look if it had actually worked before taking large breaths of air in order to gather himself. He had never made the chains that big before, but due to his enemies it was something that needed to be done. He gave one last breath before picking up his sword and holding it at the ready, "Why don't you just sit down big bad green Namekian. I really don't wanna stain my sword with anymore of your purple blood, it's a real hassle to get off." he taunted.
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Zora Style: Binding Chain[SU1]
A signature technique of the Zora Style, which allows Kuzuta to craft his Ki into bright blue chains. Performed by expelling your ki outward into the world and giving it shape as it exits. Once launched from his bodies these blue chains attempt to bind and ensnare Kuzuta's enemy, stunning them for a single post. |
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Post by Paengi on Feb 2, 2016 1:36:18 GMT
Paengi’s foot came down upon the villain, when he felt an almost familiar feeling. His head reared back with pain as his whole body rocketed backwards. He landed on his back, and could barely keep himself together. Large puddles of purple fluid were most likely all over his expected target, and drowning any insects that were near his leg for sure. He refused to give up however. He slowly felt his arms come down by his side, and the palms pushd on the ground. He limped upwards, a single massive leg holding him up. He had gone through so much lately, alien invaders proving he was nothing. But this didn’t mean he had to stop trying. There were other ways to stop invaders besides brute force, despite it being the first method he always went towards. He composed himself, ignoring his size, and thought. The alien needed to know the secrets of the dragon balls, and he wasn’t helping his chances.
”Listen alien!’ he shouted, attempting to keep some intimidation there. ”You claim to want our mystical tool, yet threaten the Namekians so. You already have made yourself enemy number one, and here I see you killing Namekians. If you wish to have any chance, then make yourself an ally. Killing them only makes it that much more impossible,” he finished. He felt as if the alien would never surrender, not listening to someone so weak. But Paengi had no choice but to try.
It was obvious however the other alien- the killer, was intent on fighting. Chains of blue energy shot out towards Paengi, attempting to wrap around him. Paengi fell to the ground as he struggled against the links, falling to the ground. He desperately pulled, the missing limb making it that much harder. He closed his eyes, thinking about why he was fighting the chains. A much powerful foe would still be there, and he would be no better off. He would give up, if he had nothing to fight for. But that was wrong. His planet. His people. He had a duty, and he would do as much as he could. With a burst of silver ki, the chains snapped apart. The namekian slowly hobbled back up, before floating in the air. The light curved around him, a massive shadow in his wake.
[Broke through chains; No tech used so at 2/3 KP]
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Post by Abzerute on Feb 2, 2016 1:59:03 GMT
Abzerute sighed and shook his head. "You're like a bad zeni, consistently turning up." at the confirmation that it was that foolish warrior from before. "And I guess you were out cold from last time when I informed you my name was Abzerute. As for killing Namekians, I have only ended the life of one, and that was after my counterpart with the sword here," he said with a gesture towards the Konatsian, "had half-killed him already."
When the Namekian suggested he try to make himself an ally, the bronze Arcosian burst into a humourless fit of laughter, suddenly ending it with a glare towards the Namekian. "That's somewhat impossible to perform after a certain someone decided to turn the entire planets population of warriors into a bunch of attack dogs who'd strike against anything not Namekian before even engaging in any conversation." declared Abzerute, gesturing to the pile of Namekian dead as his evidence. "So tell me, how am I supposed to make an ally amongst your people, when your people are consistently being more thick skulled than a mountain, and more xenophobic than one of those ridiculous backwater humans?"
KP: 2/3
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Post by Paengi on Feb 5, 2016 14:57:15 GMT
Im just gonna end it with dizzy gone. Ill take PL
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Post by Abzerute on Feb 6, 2016 0:29:56 GMT
(( I'll take Zeni then ))
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Post by Zerori on Feb 9, 2016 14:40:49 GMT
Kuzuta 3,188<-- Word count5,738 <-- PL Gains6,200 PL --> 11,938 PL~-~-~-~ Abzerute 1,285 <-- Word count1,789<-- Zeni gains57 Zeni --> 1,846 Zeni~-~-~-~ Paengi 1,063 <-- Word count1,446<-- PL gains9,896 PL --> 11,342 PL
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