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Post by Core Stold on Feb 28, 2016 20:09:37 GMT
[Actual Power level: 24 391, accesssible transformation: Brute, Monster and True, ]
It was a nice and quiet day in the bamboo forest, the jungle was, unlike most of the time, calm and peaceful, a couple of sound could be heard if you payed attention enough and were looking for it already. The sun was rising to the horizon and his light, passing through the thick wall of trees and leaves, was bathing the lands in his warm presence. On a waterfall, there was a red egg, the size of a T-rex’s, on top of a rock that split the waterfall in two, like it was the protector of the being that was sleeping for over a couple of days for now. In front of the egg was a shaman, meditating and praying to the village’s new god. A native village was installed at the top of the waterfall; they were an old clan of warriors that lived to conquer this wood and the animals and monsters that lived among them, so when the shaman noticed in the sky a burning crystal-like ball falling from the sky and landing there without the slightest scratch, they saw it as a symbol of strength of the gods, a shard coming from the sun to lead them in their quest. Of course, the egg had nothing to do with a divinity, inside was a being, Core Stold, or as he was more knowns as, Red. It’s been three days since the egg landed on Earth and the clan was venerating it, why as it took so long for Core to wake up is open to debate, maybe he was simply sleeping and adapting to Earth’s climate, or was it that entering Earth’s atmosphere did more damage than only destroying the pod he came in in the first place, making him in need of a regenerating rest, nobody knows. Suddenly, the shaman stood straight, almost afraid. The egg was now glowing lightly in a red-ish color, and was emitting a huge amount of heat from it; the truth about the shaman is, he was the only one able to manipulate and sense ki, and what he was sensing was way out of anything he felt before, he went running back to the village the fastest he could, and yelling to everyone, finally breaking the silence of the morning, something in his native language that could be translated as. ‘’ The god’s messenger is awakening! He’s coming to punish! Bring the sacrifice! Food! We need food! If we give him no offer, he’s going to kill us all!’’. The village was in panic, there were a lot of monsters around, but none of them could emit such a strong energy, the whole village was soon standing near the egg as it was about opening.
From the egg came out Core, the youngling would massage his forehead, Earth’s atmosphere was so different that the one back in the lab, he had one of those headache from the biggest hangover one could get. His attention would be given at first to the shaman, a creature he recognize as a human, approaching him slowly with a piece of meat, handing it to him as an offer. The youngling took the piece of meat and took a bite, removing his mouth piece in the process, it was clear to him that those humans were afraid of him, though he didn’t knew why since he was below two time smaller than their average hunter.
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Post by Beryl Roarke on Feb 28, 2016 21:17:45 GMT
His news feed was blowing up with all kinds of eye-widening, jaw-dropping headlines: “Giant, Planetary Tree Spotted on Planet Kanassa, “Arcosian Empire Still Without a Leader”, “Namek Under Attack”. Before, Beryl knew how fucked-up the galaxy was, but ever since he accepted the position of Leader of the Galactic Patrol, he was starting to get even more of a taste about how people generally couldn’t stay out of trouble even if they tried. Earth’s security was currently his primary concern; it was his home world after all, and he was already on there. For now, he made his rounds through the Eastern Lands, visiting cities, towns, villages and everything in between in order to check for any suspicious activity and to also make sure that that both the residents and the settlement itself were in good shape. “Nothing gone wrong so far,” Beryl thought as he calmly walked through the verdant forest. While he did have the ability to fly, he tried not to use it if possible. It helped him blend in to the general populace; plus, he didn’t want to set off any public alarms for being mistaken as a UFO. The village he was heading towards was just up ahead; however, something was off. He sensed a power – one that didn’t feel the least bit human. It was pretty damn powerful too, in comparison to the average Earthling. Picking up his pace, Beryl jogged down the forest path, eventually stumbling upon a large gathering of people standing before an alien-like creature. As Beryl stepped closer, he got a better look at what the thing it was. It was an Arcosian, one with black skin and red bio-gems. “Is everything alright here?” the dark-skinned human inquired as he proceeded to close the distance between himself, the group of villagers and the young Frost Demon. To both the shaman and Core, Beryl’s ki would feel tranquil and serene yet incredibly powerful and potent; it was many magnitudes higher and powerful than theirs both. Beryl looked the Arcosian over; though he didn’t have any feasible clue about how Arcosian aging worked, the Changeling did appear to be young – given his smaller-than-average size. “May I ask what you’re doing here?” Beryl asked Core, hands stuffed in his pockets. He looked over at the mass of villagers; their expressions were a mix of terror and awe. His dark-brown eyes then shifted towards the strange egg; he blinked in confusion. “What’s that?” A hand motioned towards the egg. PL - 154,593. Spiritual Insight [x16P] - 2,473,488Core Stold
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Post by Core Stold on Feb 28, 2016 21:35:08 GMT
Core was eating a bit, since he didn’t had to eat in a long time, it was welcomed from the villagers to offer him food, even if he didn’t knew they were offering all of this because they feared him, even if he wasn’t the least be threatening towards them, he would look at all of them from behind as he smiled lightly, thanking them with a smiles and nods with his head, as he didn’t knew their language or any other way to thanks them at all, the chaman answered his gesture with an equally friendly smile as he turned to the village and they started to jump, happy that he wasn’t going to destroy them, though he never thought about doing do.
Core’s sense would tingle as he felt a huge power level going closed to him, it was several times stronger than himself, even if he would take his true form, and yet, he didn’t felt in danger, it was more of a peaceful, latent and protective power, one used only to defend if someone or something was to attack, which was clearly not Core’s intention. The youngling saw the man walking through the village and was waiting for him, they both were analyzing each other, Core knew it and knew he couldn’t do really that much to prevent it, but maybe this man could help him, but he’d have to learn his language first.
To Core’s biggest surprise, this human was talking differently, a language he knew, it took a little while for Core to find it as he finally smiled widely. ‘’ You speak English!’’ He would say in his childish yet non-human voice, though it was clearly male, he would then fly closer to the human. ‘’ I’m R…. I mean Core! And I thought I was going to learn a new language from nothing… you saved me…’’ He would say, laughing a bit innocently before noticing he was referring to his egg with his question, he would turn to it, looking a bit confused before looking back at him. ‘’ That’s my egg of course... wait… humans are born inside their parents… I forgot that… uh… it’s something I grew inside off… like your parent’s belly… except I didn’t had parents… just creators... .’’ He would say in a normal voice, like everything he said was obvious. ‘’ Uh… I have to admit though… I’m not sure where I am… or why I am here… everything feels so… different… where are we?’’ He would ask curiously, seeming a bit confused as well as he wave his arm around amused. ‘’ This doesn’t feel the same as back home…’’
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Post by Lord Sleet on Feb 29, 2016 0:58:55 GMT
Lord Sleet sighed as he woke up inside the house of the villager that worshipped him. Villager in the singular though, as his cabin was cut off from the main village. Sleet had arrived outside the cabin a few days ago and per his luck it happened to belong to the village outcast and idiot. The warriors in the main village laughed as the poor man told them of the alien god who had landed outside his house. Sleet was about to enter the village and initiate a hostile takeover when he happened to begin exploring the house and found the outcast's wine cellar. Being an arcosian who appreciated the finer things in life Sleet found that the man knew how to brew a mean bottle of wine. So the blue stealth agent decided to instead initiate a hostile takeover of the man's cabin and plan his revenge on the Saiyan Empire there... in the cellar. Now Sleet walked down the hallway to the kitchen where he used his tail to pour himself a glass of wine as he stared out the window. The cabin was on top of a large boulder outside the village and in a small clearing of trees so Sleet had a perfect view of the going ons in the community. The idiot worshipper of his was nowhere to be found as he was not begging at Sleet's feet for eternal life or power or whatever the man wanted. Soon he would find out that Sleet was no miracle worker.
"What does the fool think I am, some magic dragon genie? Hmph, preposterous."
He chuckled as he sipped the delicious red wine, before promptly spitting it out as he saw the town bowing down to... another arcosian?!
"WHAT?!"
He crushed the glass in his hand and growled as he floated forwards and burst through the window. The main reason the arcosian was pissed was because he saw the village idiot, his personal wine maker, bowing down to this new god in town.
"I refuse to lose my own personal worshiper! That wine gives me ideas for my revenge plans!"
He muttered angrily as he floated down towards the village. He landed in the middle of the crowd and flared his power a little, causing the crowd to open up around him. He lowered the faceplate over his mouth and smiled a little, though no joy was in his eyes. He slowly walked towards Core and whatever human was talking to him.
"I see that this place is a hot spot for rogue arcosians. Ha, and it seems they have accepted you as a god? Wonderful. I'm assuming you'd enjoy a glass of wine? If not then I'm going to have to assume you just aren't arcosian!"
He said with a laugh at his joke at the end. He slapped a villager on the back as he laughed, accidently sending the man to the ground.
"Oh, well that's unfortunate is it not? Oh well he'll regain consciousness soon. I must ask though what is your name? It's been so long since I have seen someone from my own race, especially after the... unfortunate fate of our dear planet."
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Post by Beryl Roarke on Feb 29, 2016 2:51:25 GMT
Arcosians spooked the hell out of Beryl; many of the experiences and encounters he had with them weren’t the least bit pleasant. Abzerute, the one Arcosian Beryl knew the best, was a living personification of all of Beryl’s fears, and the worst part was that Abzerute took pride in it, even relished it. Encountering a friendly Arcosian was something that Beryl didn’t expect to happen anytime soon. It explained why he was caught off-guard when Core greeted him cordially, his child-like innocence baffling the Galactic Patrol leader for a couple of moments. “… Surely, he isn’t acting?” Beryl thought, tensing as the Arcosian hovered closer to him. The Changeling was clearly glad that Beryl spoke a language he could understand; at that, Beryl glanced towards the crowd of villagers. All of them were watching intently as the two powerful individuals interacted. For all they knew, what happened could determine the fate of their entire village. “I suppose it is a good thing that I understand you; considering where we are, I wouldn’t expect these villagers to speak anything that we can understand.” Beryl blinked as the Arcosian both introduced himself and explained what the strange, embryonic sphere was. “You’re telling me that’s your egg?” Beryl said, doing his best not to be obviously skeptical. “Then again, I can’t say that I know how Arcosians were born. However, I didn’t think—“ He paused. “You were created? Do you mean … artificially?” Core didn’t look like a bio-android which made the Frost Demon’s explanation even more perplexing. Core then asked where he was. “You’re on Earth in the Eastern Lands. Bamboo Forest.” Beryl glanced towards the group of villagers and held up a hand and nodded; it was meant to be a comforting gesture to let the group know that they weren’t in any immediate danger. “Where’s exactly home? Are you talking about Arcose?” Beryl asked Core, tugging at his bright yellow cap. “If that’s the case, I hate to say it, but … Arcose has been destroyed, and it has been for a few months now.” A frown curled across Beryl’s lips. “It was destroyed by the Tree of Might planted by the Saiyan Solar Empire. You know who the Saiyans are, right?”And that’s when the second Arcosian showed up. The blue-skinned Changeling’s ki spiked, a clear display of his power. Beryl’s frown deepened; now, there were two Arcosians he had to watch out for. Nonetheless, he kept quiet, not minding that Sleet wasn’t directly speaking to him at the moment. Still, Beryl’s gaze had a certain intensity behind it, a silent warning to Sleet to not try anything slick. Core Stold Lord Sleet
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Post by Core Stold on Feb 29, 2016 3:20:56 GMT
The situation was getting kind of weird, Core could feel the human had his doubt on him, but he couldn’t really blame it on him, Core knew a lot of humans though the Arcosians to be some demons, which he didn’t knew really why, but didn’t asked either. [This human could be a friend, he’s my only guide for now…] He would think, not that he ever had any vicious intent toward the human.
Core would look around at the natives around them, they were following the conversation the best they could, but clearly they weren’t understanding any single words that was spoken from both the human and the Arcosian, and were more likely trying to catch some signs they could understand. ‘’ You’re right… their civilization looks… like the earlier ages of the human’s… most based on hunting and gathering.. I even doubt they have a written language…’’ He would say before turning his gaze to the human he didn’t know the name of. ‘’ But you know, they gave me found when I was almost starving…they’re kind of nice from what I’ve seen’’ He would say with a light smile as he listened closely to the human’s question, with a headache, it was hard to recall every details, but everything was getting back slowly, but certainly. ‘’ U-uh… yes… I was created artificially… though I’m not sure on what purpose… but I do not care about it really… I prefer not thinking about it... .’’ He would answer as he felt a power rising in one of the tent back to the village. [And who could this one be….] He would think to himself, but preferred to keep his focus on the human.
The earthlings seems friendly to Core, even though he barely knew him, if he wanted to arm him, with his power level, the youngling would be dead on the spot. ‘’ Earth uh… I’m pretty far from home… though if they sent me away… there must be a good reason… they always have a good reason…’’ He would say in a rather confused way, smiling at the surrounding as his headache was leaving to be replaced by a rather nice perfume, the perfume of the planet, it was alive and well, and the sun was bathing everyone in his energy, solar energy being something Core was really sensitive to, it was affecting him lightly. ‘’ So Arcose has been destroyed uh… so I guess my creators are dead… and that’s why they sent me here…’’ He would nod lightly to himself, saying those words in a rather sad voice, but not that much since he wasn’t attached that much to his creators. The presence Core had felt earlier finally arrived in the form of, surprisingly enough, another Arcosian, who was unlike him, much paler and looked a bit like Blue, though this one looked older and more… aggressive… than Core’s older brother. ‘’ Rogue Arcosians? You might want to rephrase that, I never was a part of the Arcosian Empire to begin with and haven’t done any crime… and no… I don’t know what wine is… I just woke up… ‘’ He would tell the Arcosian as he felt his aggressive nature and intentions, and the fact that he made an innocent civilian fall on some sort of sleeping stasis made him a bit angry. ‘’ What are you doing to those people? As for my name… my name is Core Stold… and I wish not to be a friend with someone who sweat so much aggressively toward people he doesn’t know… especially if this person is more bark than bites…’’ He would say in a rather mean way.
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Post by Lord Sleet on Feb 29, 2016 5:15:51 GMT
He chuckled as he picked the human up and snapped his fingers in front of his face a few times. ~Come on you bag of bones wake up... I'm losing a valuable member to my cause!~
The human finally woke up and Sleet lightly patted him on the back before smiling again at Core, ignoring Beryl for the time.
"My sincere apologies, to both you and the human. I honestly meant no harm, I'm used to... sturdier backs. Your race happens to be the most powerful natural born beings in the galaxy. I'm a little old and cranky, but I promise you I have a good heart.
He legitimately smiled and extended a hand to shake.
I'm a little more bark than bite, but with my old job in the Empire I did not need that much bite. Power is not everything after all.
He chuckled.
I may also come off old and mean because I was held prisoner by a truly mean race for a long time, the Saiyans. These heartless beings want the galaxy, nay, the universe for themselves. They destroyed Planet Arcose, our homeworld. You may be just a newly awoken being, but you must feel something when I say that. And if I am not mistaken...
The arcosian said as he turned towards Beryl.
The Saiyans also invaded Earth not too long ago. That's why I came here after I escaped my imprisonment from the Saiyans. I need to find supporters here, people who will stand with me against the Saiyans. Arcose, our home, must not go unavenged. I'm sorry for coming off coarse and harming this human, but I do mean well. Tell me the probable death of your parents does not upset you? And you, human, don't you want revenge for the innocent blood spilt here by those apes?
His smile grew bigger as he looked Core in the eyes, and the look in them was actually sincere. Sleet truly wanted revenge and to restore his home world.
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Post by Beryl Roarke on Mar 1, 2016 0:46:06 GMT
The more Beryl listened to Core, the more he sympathized with the artificially-created Arcosian. Bio-androids were already often iffy, unstable creations; an artificially-created Arcosian probably wouldn’t fare any better. He knew he was scared of Arcosians and distrusted them to a certain degree, but a part of him couldn’t just leave Core to fend for himself. Still, Beryl kept quiet for now, analyzing both Core and Sleet as they conversed with one another. Core didn’t seem to take too well to Sleet, possibly because of his foreboding and threatening nature. Knocking down one of the villagers out with a single back pat was another testament to the Changeling’s strength, but at least Sleet cared enough to pick the guy back up and make sure that he wasn’t knocked out cold. Hearing about Sleet’s history and predicament made Beryl frown in understanding. The Saiyans were a brutal race, and they fought and rivaled with the Arcosians for thousands of years. With the Saiyan Solar Empire’s recent creation, the Saiyans had been ruthless in their pursuits for galactic domination, going so far as to destroy Arcose with the Tree of Might. Sleet was aware of all of that, and it was obvious that he was trying to rope both Core and Beryl into his cause. “… Revenge isn’t exactly what I want,” Beryl stated calmly, hands still in his pockets. “What I want is to make sure that the Saiyan Solar Empire or anyone else can do such terrible things like … planetary invasions and planet destruction with a life-draining tree.”There was a pause. “My name’s Beryl Roarke. I’m the leader of the newly revived Galactic Patrol,” he introduced to both Core and Sleet. “If you haven’t heard of us, our job is to make sure that the galaxy remains safe. Controlling the Saiyans have been our primary concern, but exacting revenge against them isn’t the Galactic Patrol’s or my priority.” The last thing Beryl wanted to happen was for the Arcosians’ and Saiyans’ rivalry to erupt into another full-out war. “However, I’m willing to help you if you mean to stop the Saiyans’ galactic conquest. What that doesn’t mean is trying to slaughter every single one of them or blow up planet Vegeta.” His eyelids lowered slightly; he had a feeling that’s what Sleet and Abzerute would want if they had their choice. “I’m already working along with other Arcosians in order to help restore the Arcosian Empire: Abzerute and Captain Koldar if you know them. They share the same goals as you. If you want, I can mention you to them so that you all can meet up. Also, Core—” The dark-skinned human turned towards the young Arcosian. “If you need a place to stay, you can stay with me on my ship. There’s plenty of room. Don’t worry about food or anything; I’ll have you covered. If you don’t want to, I understand. It’s just—“ He looked off to the side. “I wouldn’t feel right just leaving you out here by yourself.”Core Stold Lord Sleet
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Post by Core Stold on Mar 1, 2016 1:45:37 GMT
Core would look at the other Arcosian he was facing, tilting his head lightly to the side as he saw the man, so knocked out he was previously, waking up slowly and leaving now, he was not injured in any way from Core’s point of view, which made him nods lightly and turn his head back to Sleet. ‘’ So our race is the strongest natural born in the galaxy uh…. Makes me wonder why I was created… the project of my creation was to create a new breed of super-Arcosian, stronger than those of out kind… but I guess everyone tries to get better with time... anyway, I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt, I’m not the one to jump too quick on conclusion.’’ He would say with a more friendly voice, even going to smiling lightly, even if it was more of the disappearing of his headache than anything else. Core would then proceed to shake the hand of the other arcosian, a gesture he knew to be some kind of polite manner for meeting or agreements. ‘’ Well sorry about that, I’m a little new to the concept you see… my whole existence before right now was bent on power only, the only thing that separated my breed from the previous one was our ability to show strength at a young age.. so I still have yet to know better’’ He would say politely as he listened then to the whole story, tilting his head but not reaction too badly to the news his planet was devastated, he wasn’t really attached to this planet anyway and knew his brothers were sent at the same time as he was, otherwise he wouldn’t be there right now. ‘’ Not really… our race has survive far worse than that… and to be honest, I never was attached to my natal planet, I never put a feet outside the lab I was born from my whole life, and I’m sure the species didn’t die… and I do not think all saiyans are bad, I was told many of them weren’t on the side of their so called empire, and it’s for those people and those who are dead that we should fight, not for ourselves. If your plan is to blow up planet Vegeta to avenge Arcose, I must refuse, but if your plan is to attack their empire and free those who believe in freedom, now maybe your cause would gain supporters’’ He would say lightly, looking back at Beryl.
‘’ A life-draining tree? Such things exist? That’s horrible… also… you’re right, the saiyans aren’t our enemy, it’s their empire.’’ He would say on Beryl’s pause because he presented himself, Core was really attentive and would listen to the very end, nodding lightly to show he was following and understanding. While he was talking, Core would start breathing deeply, the Earth’s air was much different than the one he knew, maybe that’s why he had hard time adapting. Core would smiles widely at Beryl’s offer. ‘’ Well, I suppose I will accept, this offer is much better than the other I have… because I don’t know where to go anymore, I’m certainly not staying here…those humans, how gentle they are, make too much noise for someone trying to sleep… and I don’t like being treated as a god… I prefer being treated as an equal… gods have no mercy among us, and I wouldn’t fight something who isn’t my equal except if I have really good reasons… I might be hot-blooded into fight… but … just being stronger than someone… doesn’t sound all that fun…’’
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Post by Beryl Roarke on Mar 2, 2016 23:51:16 GMT
[ Skipping Sleet due to 48 HR rule. Whenever you’re able to post Sleet, you can just go ahead and do it. ] Beryl narrowed his eyes. A Super Arcosian? If Super Saiyans weren’t bad enough already, now there were projects being done to create a high-powered breed of Arcosian, a type stronger than the norm. While Core did seem to be a good natured individual, that wouldn’t stop Beryl from keeping a close eye on him. Having multiple of these Super Arcosians running around was plenty to set Beryl on edge; Arcosians were powerful enough already – the galaxy didn’t need genetically modified Arcosians destroying worlds left and right. Nonetheless, the realization didn’t make Beryl retract his offer towards Core. “I guess it’s settled then,” he commented, nodding a little bit. “After this, I’ll show you my ship. Hopefully then, I’ll be able to answer any other questions you have.” His eyes shifted towards Sleet. “Still, my offer stands. You aren’t alone in your desire to stop the Saiyan Solar Empire from taking over our entire galaxy. However, even if the Saiyans themselves aren’t our enemies, the SSE has a ton of supporters. Fighting’s bound to happen, and you, I and everyone else who wants to pitch in to stop them need to make sure that we’re at our best.” The Galactic Patrol leader rolled up the sleeves of his long-sleeved undershirt. “I have a gravity chamber installed in my ship; it can simulate up to one hundred and fifty times normal gravity. If you two want to get strong, I suggest you both start training under heavy gravity. I’m fine with you two using the gravity chamber I have, so long as you tell me when you’re using it.” He sighed and rubbed his cheek. “I don’t mean to be rude, but at the level of strength you two are at, you both wouldn’t stand a chance against the fighters the Saiyan Solar Empire has on their side. Plus, it’s not just the SSE we have to worry about; there are other people out there, very powerful people, who are bound to cause all sorts of trouble.” The dark-skinned human looked both Arcosians in the eyes. “If you two didn’t have a reason to strengthen yourselves before, now, you should have at least one now.”Core Stold Lord Sleet
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Post by Core Stold on Mar 3, 2016 0:07:58 GMT
The young Arcosian would look at the human’s face, clearly he was worried about something, and seeing how he command so much authority and didn’t seemed to trust arcosian that much, Core was able to figure out quickly what was bugging him, he would look at the man in the eyes seriously. ‘’ Do not be afraid Beryl, this project has only built six of us, they are my brother, and never will they ever go to harm innocent people, I know them well enough… they will either try to contact the Arcosian empire or train on their side and look for each other, you shouldn’t be afraid of them. And if you’re worried about the formula, the lab was probably destroyed after we left, and anyway, our creators were the only one who were able to do it, not even sure if I wasn’t a lucky shot to be honest.’’ He would tell the man with a polite and serious voice, he didn’t wanted him to go crazy on that, his brothers were like him, no way they would be attacking any innocent, he knew them too well.
The Arcosian would listen closely to the human’s speech, he talked about a gravity chamber; core knew well about them and how they worked, and he was surprised a human had one of those, but it was no huge revelation, this human’s power level was already surprising enough to him. Core’s tail would wave around as he looked at Sleet, then back at Beryl and nodded. ‘’ Allowing me to use the gravity chamber, that is an honor for me, thank you Beryl’’ He would say as he bowed to him lightly as he took an apple on the ground, part of the stuff the native gave him and bit it, starting to eat it pretty naturally.
Core didn’t felt insulted when he heard Beryl say that he was too weak to stand against the Saiyan Solar Empire, he was young after all, but he had an advantage, he was bred to be strong and grow quickly, he would soon be strong enough if he was to use the good training way, and the gravity chamber would give him plenty of possibility and results. ‘’ Do…you mind if I go using it right after we are done here? I’ve been sleeping for a while and I think some decent training would be really good for my body… not to lose power now that I need to grow right?’’ He would say with a chuckle as his tail went to poke Beryl’s shoulder. ‘’ And Beryl, I see you are not at your ease with my kind, I’ll make sure to change your mind towards us, our race might have been horrible in our prime years, but I can assure you there is good in most of us.’’ He would say, having a wide, friendly smile on his face.
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Post by Beryl Roarke on Mar 5, 2016 6:01:09 GMT
It was no surprise that Beryl didn’t trust Arcosians. It was obvious in his body language, how he perceived both Core and Sleet and the harsh flinch he made once Core’s tail prodded him on the shoulder. Almost out of reflex, Beryl grabbed his shoulder, the same shoulder Core’s tail poked. He rubbed it, dark eyes sweeping over the group of observing natives. Hearing that there were six of these supposed Super Arcosians put Beryl on edge. Despite Core’s claims that his brothers weren’t the least bit violent or war-mongering, Beryl wasn’t quick to trust the kid’s statement. After all, Core had just woken up from some kind of egg – surely, bits and pieces of his memory were mixed up. “I still have more questions to ask you, but I guess that can wait for another time,” Beryl said, looking down at the smaller Changeling. “You can use my gravity chamber right now if you want. I just want to be there myself.” After all, Beryl didn’t necessarily trust a six year old to operate his ship’s expensive machinery, despite Arcosian aging being different from a human’s. Core seemed intent on changing Beryl’s perception of Arcosians; while it was an admirable goal, it would prove to be rather difficult. Given what he’s seen of the race, Beryl felt that he always had to be on his guard no matter what. He felt similarly about the Saiyans and for good reason; many were extremely violent and wouldn’t hesitate to find the most miniscule reason to bust your head open. “… Mm.” It was all Beryl said to Core’s conviction. The dark-skinned human motioned for the artificial Arcosian to follow him. “Come on. My ship’s not too far from here.” He then glanced at Sleet. “If you want my help, contact the Galactic Patrol and ask for me. I’ll make time to visit you.” With that, Beryl began to tread off into the wilderness, hands in his pockets; he expected Core to follow him. “See you.”OOC -- Agreeing to end the thread here. Core Stold Lord Sleet
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Post by Beryl Roarke on Mar 6, 2016 6:47:47 GMT
Core - 3684 PL.
Sleet - 1483 PL.
I'll request my stuff separately.
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Post by Bing Gan on Mar 14, 2016 8:40:36 GMT
Beryl, your Word Count is 2060 and your PL Gains are: 2904!
Current PL Total: 159,100 > New PL Total: 162,004!
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