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Post by Deleted on Apr 22, 2016 13:14:30 GMT
The Bamboo forest. Where Callion had met his new housemate, and acquaintance Katsugan Yada. It was a beautiful place, and it always delivered as a spot for perfect tranquility for Callion.
Speaking of Callion, the young man in question was currently strolling through the forest, enjoying the calming breeze that came through every now and again. The sunlight hit the bamboo in a way that made the green seem almost otherworldly. Callion stepped lightly, not wanting his white boots to upset the grass too much. His baggy black sweatpants and tight red shirt, were freshly cleaned and felt nice on his skin. He had eaten his favorite breakfast, a ton of bacon, and overall was having a very nice day.
Finding the perfect spot, a perfectly circular clearing, Callion strolled to the center and unslung the grey duffel from his shoulder. Plopping it onto the ground, Callion would have a seat on the soft grass crossing his legs and shutting his eyes. Placing both palms onto his knees, Callion began to meditate on all of the good things in his life. It was a trick he had thought of while showering this morning, and it seemed to be as effective as he anticipated.
He was at peace.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Apr 22, 2016 15:48:05 GMT
While you were laying down there calmly, you could hear a powerfull flapping of wings, a large gaping mouth smashing into the trees as you saw a old man jumping from bamboo pillar to bamboo pillar, pieces starting to rain down onto the ground as he saw you, Quickly letting out a swift exhausting pant he landed on the ground next to you before pulling out a small spherical object and tossing it towards you.
"Hey, I do not know who you are, but there is no time to explain! Quickly! This beast has a power level of ten thousand! Can you please jam that crystal into his torso!?, If need be call me Ayumu!"
Speaking these words, you could see the massive titanic dragon made entirely out of steel, with cannons on its back, it was a litteral flying dreadnaught of a weapon. Its wingspan going up to 80 feet, made entirely out of solid steel with a roaring blast of energy crashing over our heads and exploding in mid air, causing a ripple in the clouds, only making the sun shine down a bit more while remnant of energy were on the corners of its mouth while glaring down at us, speaking in a processed voice softly.
'Targets identified : Old Fart - Red Bacon'
Before making a soft whirring noise and starting to flap its wings rather powerfully, causing hatches to open underneath its large body, starting to unleash a hail of bullets before Ayumu took once again to the air with his rapid hops to avoid the guns that were starting to fix themselves on you!
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Post by Deleted on Apr 22, 2016 16:27:16 GMT
Callion’s eyes would snap open upon hearing the wing flapping, though at first he mistook it for what the Earthlings called an airplane. Turning his head toward the direction of the noise, he looked just in time to spot an old man leaping from bamboo tree to bamboo tree, before locking eyes with him. As the man landed in front of him. About to say hello, he quickly caught the sphere that the man had tossed to him. Looking it over for a brief second, his eyes snapped back toward that continuous noise, and his mouth hung open in shock.
A giant...thing made entirely of metal with cannons on it’s back and a very unhappy look on it’s face. Callion looked back at the man with a very confused look, and was about to ask more questions, before the man bombarded him with instructions and information that lacked context. He had to get this crystal into that thing’s torso. Looking at the gem, and then to the large metallic creature, Callion opened his mouth to question the older fellow once again, before a soft voice began to identify him and the fellow across from him. Wait. Did that thing just refer to him as ‘Red Bacon?’
About to ask the man what on Earth was going, he looked back to find an empty area of where the old man used to be. Looking around wildly for a moment, Callion heard the sound of gunfire, and looked back at the dragon, just in time to combat roll out of the way. Grabbing his duffel bag, Callion began to run away from the large beast who let loose a mighty roar as it’s wings flapped in pursuit.
As he was running, Callion eventually recalled his ability to fly, and switched to that method movement. As he did so, he stuck the spherical object into his teeth to be held there, as he opened his duffel, and dislodged his blade. Looking back at the beast, Callion knew he couldn’t kill such a large creature without crushing the forest and anyone in it, and he couldn’t exactly get a clear shot into its torso unless he got close. And getting close meant getting assaulted by those cannons. What he needed was enough force to lodge it where it needed to go, but without getting close. For that to work he’d need some kind of blunt object. Suddenly inspiration struck the young warrior. Taking the crystal of out his mouth, Callion would hold the gem in his left hand, and his sword in his right. Turning around, he would stop moving forward and simply float in mid-air.
Underhand tossing the gem into the air, he would place both hands onto the hilt of his sword. As the gem came back down, Callion readied himself, before, like a baseball player taking an expert swing, he smacked the gem with the flat side of blade as hard as he could. He had aimed for the creature’s torso, and was hoping that his own strength would be ample force.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Apr 22, 2016 20:16:08 GMT
As you caught the sphere a soft warmth would spread through your body, it was almost as if it didn't want to leave your possession and was wanting to bind itself permanently towards you, its beautifull exterior filled with a golden hue that would interest most people and distract them, yet the situation was dire! Dodging out of the way of the bullets, the ground was being viciously torn apart, big gaping holes left in the ground from the impact before a thin hole was left in the middle of each little crater, showing how the bullet still continued on upon impact of the ground while following you with the bullets, attempting to completely wipe you out while softly tracing your movements with it, being close on your heels with it.
Your idea was genius to talk about it a little, its a moving object, you were attempting to baseball slam it into it while the bullets rained down around you, crashing into the ground with some travelling towards you while the sphere was being put under great pressure of the bullets as many bounced of it and shot in all directions, tearing down the nearby bamboo trees before a large shockwave was being etmitted outwards. Tearing into the nearby area while a large crater formed in the vacinity before its entire being started to flash rather brightly, turning once again into the small sphere but this time it had a small metallic dragon curled around it as the old man appearing in mid air brought it into his hands and slowly carried it to a small bag on his side.
"Well, that is that isn't it?"
He spoke with a content voice, looking towards the warrior that had attempted this foolish plan while you could see six other spheres on the belt of this man that called himself Ayumu before. Planting his feet on a few pieces of grass that wasn't torn apart in the flurry of attacks, it became quickly obvious that something had occured causing... from what you were able to see on him, probably seven mechanical dragons to escape into the world and cause quite a large ruckus... How did this even happen...
"My name is ayumu, if you do not mind it, are you a baseball player or a warrior? Because that was a mighty fine strike! I remember when katana joe was a baseball player, always used his trusty katana to play ball..."
Chuckling softly before manifesting a small sphere of ki and wondering softly... Thinking to himself before suddenly opening his mouth and grinning towards you.
"Hey, Hey, Would you mind if i taught you the ability to manifest a sphere of explosive ki you can bat at the enemies? Should make for a fine suprise if you vary it up along with your normal projectiles if you have some of them... Kind of assuming here really!"
Straightening his posture while leaning on his walking cane, it seemed like he was truely supporting this idea of himself.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 24, 2016 9:23:58 GMT
Callion stared in awe as the great beast flashed brightly, so bright in fact that the young pretender had to shield his eyes with his forearm for a moment. When his eyes were uncovered then, Callion saw the old man pick up the gem which, from his short distance away Callion could see was now coiled with a smaller version of the great beast.
That brief fight was probably Callion’s closest brush with death since he had crash landed on this planet and was assaulted by that purple Acorsian. Callion thought back to that first encounter, and reflected how much his opinion of this Earth had changed since then. Now he had a home here, with an acquaintance, and the feat of besting a very large dragon under his metaphoric belt. As the thought of the dragon entered his mind, Callion surveyed the damage of that colossal creature, paying no mind to what the old man had done with the gem after the gem had made contact.
His eyes took a melancholy feel as he surveyed the damage caused by his cowardice. He should have at least tried to deflect some of those bullets instead of just flying away. The young warrior slowly floated back toward the ground, and crept up to one of the many smoking craters. He closed both of his eyes in sorrow, as his hand touched the wound in the planet he had come to live on. Once again, he had failed to protect what he cherished.
His sad reflection was interrupted by the statement of what he found to be the same old man from before. He seemed to be rather content about this whole endeavor being solved, uncaring of the damage done to this once peaceful area. Callion grew a bit upset by this, before he gained a dose of insight. Callion didn't know this man. For all he knew, this man was just as upset about this, but keeping that fact hidden for whatever reason he could be. Callion suddenly felt a bit immature, but that feeling was quickly set aside by the series of questions he wanted to ask.
Who was this man? Where had he come from? What on Earth was that gigantic creature? Where had it come from? What was that gem he had been handed, and why had it caused some sort of addictive feel when he placed it into his mouth? What is baseball? But all of these questions were put aside when the old man gave a question of his own to Callion.
Callion thought about the request for a moment. Placing his hand onto his chin, he would appear as though he was in deep thought over the matter. His immediate answer was no, seeing as he detested violence, but as he mulled the thought over, he realized what a useful tool for self defense an explosive projectile could be. If used as a last resort of course. Deciding to remain calmly silent, Callion gave the man a polite nod, signifying that he would indeed be willing to learn.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on May 5, 2016 16:55:40 GMT
Noticing your akward reaction towards this man his given option, considering it for a moment he only found himself smiling even wider. Knowing that nothing would be as simple as it was, constantly scarring the planet huh, The gaze he had given the ground with its tender touch was enough to teach him that this was the wrong course.
"No, You wont learn just some projectile"
Shaking his head lightly, he started to manifest a small sphere of mana, drawing in energy from the surroundings before then starting to take in deep breaths, long, powerfull breaths before a small green flame became visible on the sphere of mana.
"Everybody has techniques that destroy the planet, that take out everything, yet here i am going to teach you a technique that is going to do the opposite, no, i wont take a no, i wont listen to complaints, i am going to show you a move that is merely capable of doing what you wish to do."
Grinning softly, while using a small manipulative energy source from the mana outside to form small markers, taking apart the sphere with its flame as you could see that it was not pulling of the area around the ball when you use ki, instead it converted itself into a rather interesting explosive that would cause plant growth and planetary restoration on a rather small scale with every projectile.
But he didn't explain it more than the first explanation of what this move exactly contained, it was a simple demonstration of how it would look before holding it out towards you and speaking bluntly.
"Hold it, Feel it, Try to get your head around this move, it had a peculiar sense of energy that you should be able to replicate with ki, i am certain of this. If not, who are you to defend earth with a attack that just blows up and destroys? We have to keep our places and areas safe in the nearby vacinity do we not?"
Starting to hop upwards before landing on a small piece of rummage in the vacinity to sit on, awaiting your test efforts of this move before making a few arrows made out of energies of nature itself, drawing upon the mana in the air to show you where things have been destroyed. Hoping that you would attempt to restore these areas with this new projectile of yours as it worked kind of like a bomb, you throw it and then after a single impulse of ki from your mind towards it, it blows up hurting opponents and recovering the area around it. Sadly, it would never be capable of healing allies, as it wasn't advanced enough in a life time of research to even be considered a healing technique, this technique was just a single path he had shown this man to grant him a chance to walk the path of a nature bender. A person who binds nature to his will and allows to co-exist next to its impressive power.
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Post by Kizuki on Jul 2, 2016 0:19:47 GMT
Callion: +1,920 PL New Total: 22,657 PL
Ayumu: +1,280 PL New Total: 177,197 PL
(Adding now.)
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