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Post by Sabika on Apr 24, 2016 12:51:52 GMT
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From within his clay prison, Sabika was was broken. Though his body had fully recovered, his spirit had not. The only thing that had kept him going, the only thing to motivate him to continue on for the last decade, was the prospect of his escape. For over ten years his every action was aimed towards his eventual release, only then could he begin to atone for his the evil he unleashed.
A few days prior Sabika had finally brought his plan into action. Using all his mental conditioning, he struck the prison wall will his most powerful attack. Yet the spell that protected the inside of the jug held strong, leaving Sabika resigned to his fate for the rest of his life.
The Namekian sat, leaning against the side of the jug. He couldn't bring himself to meditate , what was the point anymore? The jug swayed from side to side, Halzun was on the move once more, rocking the jug tied to his waist. Sabika couldn't even muster the energy to balance against the movement and found himself flopping from side to side. None of it mattered anyway, this was his existence now, why fight it?
Meanwhile
Halzun marched across the Namekian landscape with purpose. It was a pleasant day, clear skies with just a little breeze gently pushing against his green skin. He was in a good mood, though not because of the weather, well, not directly anyway. Halzun knew that the better the weather, the more people he would find out and about. Merchants would travel from town to town, Namekians would be out to plant and prune their Ajissa trees, while some would just be out to enjoy the beautiful countryside. For Halzun, this all meant there would be more people for him to have fun with, more targets for his never ending thurst for suffering.
"Beautiful day today Sab. We're bound to find someone soon." Halzun tapped the side of this jug slung at his waist, causing the whole container to violently vibrate.
Sabika fell from his slouched position, rolling onto the floor. For a second he thought would moving, then he realised it would be pointless. Accepting his lot, he lay prone on the clay floor, ready for Halzun to force him to witness his next atrocity.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on May 5, 2016 20:55:23 GMT
While he hadn't been too long on namek, with a fiery arrival, it was obvious that the human that had arrived with a small coat of moss resting on its shoulders in the form of a humanoid female clinging to his neck and obviously asleep, resting rather soundly. This man called Ayumu had been making his way over the fields and happily enjoyed his time within the beauty of life on namek itself, the small strange herbs that grew on the foot of their trees. The species that lived here, it was all alike the tales he was told in the past by a old flame of his life while breaking out in a smile, feeling around him with his telepathic ability, hoping to touch upon the nearest sources with relative easy.
'What... a beautifull world...'
Shocked that this planet had gone through so many diffrent kinds of assaults, it was nothing short of fully attaining a small piece of knowledge that would be seen as somebody bringing forwards a gigantic hammer on nature itself. Erasing the beauty of life was something unknowing to him as he felt the surges of mana within his body grow stubborn, growing massive before letting out a array of small projectiles flying into the air and slowly descending as small petals while noticing a rather strange namekian...
"Hey! Who may you be? Is there a city nearby here? i heard there was a problem so i came with materials to build and repair!"
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Post by Sabika on May 6, 2016 7:38:03 GMT
At last, the prey had entered the area and as usual they didn't have a clue. All that was left to do was spring the trap. This target was certainly a strange one, he wasn't Namekain and yet he didn't appear to be a merchant. Although his purpose here was unclear, his fate was already sealed. He would die at Halzun's hands, only the method of his execution remained unknown.
Suddenly a small burst of energy appeared around the man, like a glitter bomb had just been let off. The energy quickly condensed, forming flower petals as they slowly drifted to the ground. The sight gave Halzun an idea. If he likes nature so much, I will help him become one with it, he thought to himself.
"Oh Sab, this is going to be a good one!"
Halzun approached the man, not wanting to face him head on due to his sheer size. The man had more muscles than Halzun had murders to his name. Not only that, it was sweeter to befriend a target from time to time, the look on their face when they realised they have been betrayed was devine.
"Hi, the names Halzun. The city is this way, thanks so much for coming to help"
The Namekian gestured for the alien to follow him, as he turned to walk back the way he came. Truthfully Halzun had no idea what problem the alien was referring to, the Namekian had only just returned from traveling the stars. If he had known of some catastrophe, he could have gone along to watch the suffering, picking off survivors here and there. That could all wait for now, his main priority was finding a moment of weakness in this mountain of a man.
Hoping the alien would follow him, Halzun walked towards a field of Ajissa trees. He had passed the trees on his way here, making a mental note of their location for a potential ambush. Only this time the trees wouldn't just act as cover, this time he had another plan in mind for the trees.
"If you don't mind me asking, what species are you my friend? We don't get many alien's around these parts, especially ones so willing to help us at our time of need."
Of course Halzun's question wasn't idle chit chat. The man had a look that could be attributed to several humanoid races, knowing which of those species would help him determine just how strong the muscle clad man really was.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on May 6, 2016 12:12:08 GMT
Slowly moving his head sideways, he found it rather interesting that he was already being greeted by the people that belonged on this planet before closing in on the namekian. Moving in with rapid paces he smiled rather widely and spoke in a rather loud tone, not knowing how powerfull these namekians could even get... It would have been the best solution to gather the vines of Hana over his body, slowly solidifying his strenght before litterally attempting to hug you rather powerfully!
"Oh nothing much really! I am just a human! Weakest of my race probably!"
Going to put in his powerlevel worth of a hug while attempting to hug you and carry you up a tiny bit and shake you a bit around, surely you wouldn't mind if you got shaked! There is nothing on you that is extremely important on you that could shatter right~? If it did who cared, with a bit of glue everything could be fixed~ Ayumu right now was way too much enjoying the current scenario going around. Having all these beautifull trees planted in the nearby vacinity, the beautifull herbs, everything was so beautifull green! On earth itself he could still remember the beautifull flower fields but it didn't smell this clean specifically!
"Seriously, namek is such a beautifull planet, if it werent for how beautifull it was and how kind the people were i could have easily put a few caps in the planet and try to flatten some land for a building or sixteen and create a organisation! How do you guys keep this area so clean and crisp... So beautifull and so radiant!"
Continiously talking, Ayumu would start to sense in the nearby vacinity for life forms, hoping to find even more namekians he could talk with before then realizing and pulling his arms back while going to take out a small picture of a rather old namekian with a large background speaking earthly letters. They were confusing at first, but with some tapping he was talking some banter about how it was... Wait this human had a relationship with a namekian? He actually has been here before and isn't just some sort of weird tourist? No wait, he has to be a tourist, who in their right mind would have any business plans for namek of all places. With the recent ressurection of the planet along with the attacks on the cities it would have been a rather stupid plan!
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Post by Sabika on May 6, 2016 16:04:37 GMT
A sadistic grin stretched across the Namekians face. In his mind he was already picturing the alien's death. The plan was simple enough, like all good plans are. Lure the man into an area thick with Ajissa trees. Then, using the folleage as cover, disapear into the treeline. Once he was out of the targets sight, it was time for the best part of the plan. Halzun intended to rip an Ajissa tree from the ground, with the help of a little Ki the end could be sharpened to a point. This nature lover would be killed by the beautiful nature he loved so much. Halzun's pulse began to quicken at the mere thought of it.
When the alien confirmed he was a human and a weak one at that Halzun struggled to hold in a chuckle. He had no need to worry about any form of resistance, Humans weren't famous for their strength at the best of times.
Without warning Halzun felt a pair of thick arms wrap around his body. He found himself being lifted in the air, it didn't matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free. Had he been rumbled? Had he come across someone just like him? It didn't matter, all that mattered was that he was under attack. Halzun drew back a fist, ready to strike the man's face and hopefully break his hold. Just as he was about to strike, the man began violently shaking Halzun. It was an unusual form of attack, not particularly damaging. It did have one important effect though, it shook loose the jug tied to his waistband.
The rhythmic swaying of Sabika's prison was suddenly replaced by a more intense shake. The bouncing was so strong it threw the captive Namekian up into the air, before he landed with a bump. The impact was enough to snap Sabika out of his cloud of self pity. Something strange was happening, he hadn't felt movement like this before. The small porthole to the world at the top of the jug, was just a blur of sky.
Suddenly the bouncing stopped, replaced by a slow rotation. Sabika floated into the air, finding himself suddenly weightless as the jug rotated around him. The neck of the container flipped from a view of sky, to ground, to sky again. He was in free fall, something had caused Halzun to drop the jug! Sabika braced himself but because he can't fly he was stuck floating in the air.
As the jug hit the ground, it shattered with a small tinkling sound. However as it broke, the magic placed upon it broke as well. Sabika suddenly expanded in size, growing from an inch high up to his normal height. His head span from the sudden growth, coupled with the blow from slamming into the ground left the Namekian lying motionless face down in the dirt.
"You fool, look what you have done!" Barked Halzun. The human had released his hold on the Namekian, but it had been too late to save the falling jug.
Halzun's mind raced as he weighed his possibilities. Should he fight the human aggressor or cut his loses and escape? Should he try to recapture Sabika? Where would he find a container to seal him in? Would the Human even allow it? His eyes darted between the prone Sabika and the human as he thought. The human began talking to himself about the beauty of the are around them, he was clearly mentally unstable, but he was incredibly strong as well. The best option would be to make a run for it and hope that the crazy human doesn't notice or kill Sabika.
With a grunt Sabika pushed himself off the ground below and up onto his knees. He was out, he was free. A wave of extatic euphoria washed over him, but as quickly as it came, it left. Replaced by a sense of panic, as he scanned the area looking for Halzun. There was no sign of his Fission mate, no doubt long gone into the nearby Ajissa forrest. Then he noticed the human nearby, he was holding a small piece of paper. From where he knelt Sabika couldn't see the contents of the page, but it clearly held some importance to the man. So many questions ran through Sabika's head, his mind began to spin at the sheer amount over over stimulation compared to his former prison cell. Despite the confusion clouding his thoughts, a single desire underpinned everything within his mind. He had to stop Halzun, he had to somehow stop the monster he had created.
"Where did he go?"
As he asked the question, Sabika tried to stand, but the dizziness intensified as he tried to get up. As he tried to put a foot underneath himself, he toppled over sideways. Lying down on the ground looking up at the alien before him, he noticed the paper he held had a picture of a Namekian on it. Although the face didn't look familiar to Sabika, maybe it was one of Halzun's victims. Maybe this alien had come here to get vengeance against the evil Namekian, if so, Sabika would have to help in whatever way he could.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on May 7, 2016 20:37:49 GMT
While you laid there, Ayumu was thinking for a moment to himself, bringing himself to hold in a bit of laughter before just shaking his head softly. A soft memory of that soft voice that once spoke to him in the past coming up for a moment while thinking rather softly.
'I should have known... fission...'
Taking a look at the dissapearing man, he had no intentions of chasing after the creature known as his fission partner probably, it was a random guess but if they were using the base good and evil split, he would have been the evil one trying to escape. Trying to ascend into a state of fully pushing down this good side without a single piece of resistance in the events of when it became time to get rid of it huh.
"Good morning, It seems i have awoken you from the slumber that... Well, the information you want is that he is gone and i will not allow you to chase after him yet. Life is too short to waste it by instantly heading into the direction of suicide, tell me your name"
Starting to prepare a small synching, it was a bit forcefully knowing that he was taking advantage of the current situation brought forwards in his arms. It was just like those humanoid children he saw, those small hatchlings that were able to progress far into the sky with limits that were untold...
Yet the shouts of the man when he had been shaking the other caused stirring in the humanoid female her body as she slowly started to wake, her arm that was a stump starting to light up with energy before a crystaloid arm started to become visible. Manifesting a full on arm made out of ki, it was nothing short of a illogical occurance as her eyes looked around before whispering into the ears of this old looney.
"What is going on?"
Causing him to raise a eyebrow, Nudging her softly and making certain she realized what she had been doing. Knowing full well that manners even on other planets were a thing, especially with her rest lately trying to regain some energy after having such a exciting occurance in the vacinity of our original landing. It was nothing short of pure amazement in her mind as she had been hopping around frantically daily.
"Come on Hana, Oh yeah, Let me reintroduce myself, My name is Ayumu, this is Hana, you can call me weakling, sucker or idiot, some even call me a bad luck magnet, yet i am certain you will appreciate what i can do for you."
Placing the tips of his fingers on the bridge of his nose, slowly generating a small signature of mana, blue strands starting to move upwards in a spherical shape. Condensing its form, Generating its energy more and more untill it spread its wings, the sphere unfolding into a small bird.
"Show me what you can do, A warm up so to say, I will supply you with more energy if required, just keep it up. Answers and such can be given during the warm up anyway, so why bother ourselves with not showing these techniques of ours?"
Making certain that it would be obvious that this deal he had given was just a simple trade, by showing your techniques he would offer you a refresher, a bit of training and maybe even a chance to get some answers you seeked. Yet exactly what this humanoid would know was not all too sure, it wasn't even certain he could answer your questions. But he would try atleast!
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Post by Sabika on May 9, 2016 9:29:54 GMT
It appeared this man was in no great rush to chase after Halzun, he clearly hadn't been wronged by the Namekian. Sabika himself was in no fit state to chase his fission mate, not that the human was likely to let him. He considered it a suicide mission, he was probably right as well. Maybe that's why Sabika was so determined to chase after him.
As the dizziness faded, Sabika managed to get into a sitting position. He watched as Hana created herself an arm, with what looked like pure Ki. She was a creature quite unlike anything Sabika had seen before, capable of feats he had never even imagined possible. She seemed friendly, at least in how she interacted with the human, so Sabika felt no reason to fear her. Instead he simply watched in awe of the truly amazing sight.
It was at that moment the the human introduced himself as Ayumu, his tree like friend was called Hana. As to not seem rude, Sabika got up onto his feet, the dizziness had now subsided to the point where it was barely noticeable.
"Ayumu, Hana, it is nice to meet you, my name is Sabika. I couldn't possibly insult you by using one of those names, especially when you are responsible for freeing me. It is I, who should be assisting you"
Nevertheless, it appeared that Ayumu wanted to help. His technique was certainly impressive, although it's usefulness was questionable. As the blue energy bird flew overhead, Ayumu requested a display from the Sabika. He certainly didn't have anything as visually impressive to show his new friend. In fact the only thing he considered himself good at now, was meditation. That certainly wouldn't impress Ayumu and Hana, so instead he decided to use his most recent technique. It was only really for self defence, being from the Dragon Clan, Sabika wasn't much of a fighter. He didn't really have any desire to fight, beyond fighting to stop Halzun that is. Yet this was the most visceral ability Sabika had, despite it not being the one he held in highest regard.
"May I use your bird for my display? It would be easier with a target."
Then Sabika channeled his Ki towards his head, funneling it into his antenna. A faint orange glow began to form around the appendages as the energy accumulated. Then he released the attack towards the sky, two beams of orange Ki, one from each antenna, spiralled around each other as they tore through the air.
If Ayumu had agreed to Sabika's earlier request, the attack would close in on the fluttering bird. Exploding on contact, bathing the trio in orange light. If not, the blast would sail harmlessly into the sky, its spiral trail slowly fading away as it headed out into the distance. Once completed, Sabika would turn to face Ayumu.
"I hope that wasn't disappointing, I spent my life training to be a priest. As you can tell, I'm not particularly well versed in combat techniques. That used to impress the other pupils when I was a child, but it was nothing compared to your own abilities. If I may be so rude, may I ask what series of events brought you here? Do you have any history with Halzun?"
As he spoke his fission mates name, he gestured toward the direction Halzun has escaped in, at least the was Ayumu had inferred.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on May 16, 2016 20:36:24 GMT
Simply starting to lean a bit backwards, letting a few nasty pops out from within his body as his spine straightened out, he reached out a small telepathic message towards the ki armed creature known as Hana, her body seperating from the two as the memory of that attack was still in their mind.
'A priest, that is perfect... Do they hold the secrets of what i require?'
Mentally visualizing a map of objectives, it was one that was counting atleast hundreds of objectives, they all connected inbetween each other as they worked towards a singulair goal. Hoping to gather enough people in the world to bring forwards his master plan, learning from possibly orphans when he had attempted to buy out destroyed land from land owners that did not seek value but a way to restore their property. Seeking out underground information from the black market itself, it was not that common that a bundle of information like this was presented so neatly, visualising a gift wrapping ribbon around the namekian infront of him.
But it was not such a moment of giving away information via methods akin to a facial expression a small twitch having appeared during this mere few seconds long thought process while placing both hands together and performing a rather smooth bow before this namekian.
"Priest Sabika of the great organisations on namek, i praise you for the thoughtfulness of not striving to be a warrior but being something akin to the support to the hearts and bodies of the namekian warriors. But i must ask, have you heard of something known as telepathy?"
Simply tapping his head, Ayumu had known of Telepathy via the connection towards Hana, it was first seen as combat potential, something he dispised himself for, starting to explain towards the namekian how he used a form of 'magic' where taking energy from the surroundings he could make a connection to other people their minds.
"I was thinking to myself of the old legends written in books, but with the healing properties or even the powers that some of the namekians had..."
Having a small coughing fit, Hana started to close in quickly while patting his back, Rummaging through her roots before a large bunch her swirled together, squeezing them out for a few large streaks of water in a wooden cup to let him drink of as she continued.
"Sorry, He has a habit of not taking breaks to breathe, lately with his body starting to weaken we have been on the search for ways to learn techniques that either increase our access to recovering his body at a regular basis or to hire a namekian capable of this. Honestly, it is such a bother, he spends most of his time running around the planet, using his telepathy to guess which direction people are in to be in time to give them a stern scolding when neccesary..."
Kicking the ground lightly, the woman known as Hana with her one shining limb clutched it tightly, letting a few strands of ki expand the limb a bit more before relaxing it lightly, there was not anger in her eyes as a common warrior, it was kindness. Somebody who would not go into a battle out for blood, it was somebody who was out into battle to face against their own fears. To grow spiritually from this expierience as they would bring forwards more and more energy to their goal, refusing to go down without reaching it.
"But we require knowledge about telepathy so that he can get some information he wants from some people that are no more and we require a healer just in case that somebody would be able to restore something rather strange for us... We have heard they can with some time restore limbs and i have found one of my old still functioning limb parts, i just need to re-attach it to make it work along with some healing!"
Yet it was at this point that he had finished his coughing fit, raising his body upwards and taking a look towards you with worry in his eyes. It was strange to a namekian as it carried a strange amount of what humans called grandfatherly affection, appreciating the kindness you had been showing, he just responded with honest kindness himself.
"Alot has been said by this little lass who has a mouth that doesn't stop, but it is true, she once had a arm instead of roots on her other side, sadly we have not found a way to recover it without getting some expensive machines running for it. Would you be capable of tel-"
Realizing how many steps he had skipped within his moment he just shook his own head.
"The reason i am not that worried about you or anybody on namek is due a small history of mine, i used to be a relationship token for some earthlings, they used me as a partner to a namekian who was wondering about the aspect of affection and such emotions. They hid it under the guise of a fiance and i was bound to that person for a while in my past untill it became more than just... That, and i was send away. But i have been told that the fire that burns within that person is no more, just like my family who had been destroyed in the outer darkness of space while suffering their last moments... The reason i am learning Telepathy is not for some mere joke, some combat related bullshit, i want to try and get the strenght to talk with people even beyond life and space itself."
Reaching out his hand towards the Namekian, it was nothing short of a invitation, it was a invitation into the depths of knowledge that we were going to follow into, it was a request to share whatever information you may have heard and to be put on the same path of destiny as his. To be permanently a part of his quest to just further his own goals that was as simple as.
"Will you be willing to join my cause?, I do not want you to leave this planet, seperate from what you want unless you want too, but i just request your assistance, my partner requires healing and i myself want to learn how to say farewell, to say my last words of farewell to my children and grandchildren who went insane in the compounds themselve..."
Pulling back his hand before he could shake it, The old fart simply brought his face onto the ground and then spoke loudly.
"Please! I request your assistance in helping me do this!"
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Post by Sabika on May 17, 2016 20:41:36 GMT
As the magical bird exploded into a cloud of smoke, Sabika wondered if Ayumu would be impressed by his display. Although he didn't feel very impressed himself. Ayumu had created something so beautiful, all Sabika had done was destroy it. It was actually pretty apt when he thought about it. Was he only capable of destruction? The only thing he could ever claim to have "created" would be Halzun, a decision that had cost countless innocents their lives. He felt ashamed at what he had done, was he really any better than Halzun? Maybe the only difference was that Halzun embraced his destructive nature, while Sabika denied his.
The Namekian turned to face Ayumu, he needed to apologise for destroying the man's creation. Before he could open his mouth, Ayumu began to bow. Then he began to praise Sabika for not taking the warriors path. It felt wrong to listen to these words, he simply wasn't worthy of the praise.
"I am only a student, I have never completed the priesthood training"
It might not have mattered much to Ayumu and Hana, but to Sabika it was an important distinction. He didn't deserve to be called a priest.
"However I am somewhat knowledgeable in regards to Telepathy. We Namekians have a natural affinity thanks to our anatomy" He pointed at his antenna.
Ayumu began to respond, talking about healing and other mystic powers. Sabika hoped the old man wasn't building Sabika up to be all great and powerful, that would only end in disappointment. Suddenly he cut off mid sentence, coughing violently. Sabika took a step forward to help the old man, but Hana was already there. Providing him with a drink before continuing to speak in his place. These two certainly had a special relationship, she seemed to act as a carer, or maybe a parent for Ayumu. It was nice to see people helping each other, especially after all the suffering he was forced to witness.
As she spoke, Sabika realised why the old man had brought up mystical powers. He was looking for someone to heal him from whatever it was that caused his hacking cough. Of course he would be happy to help the man that freed him from captivity, but it wasn't necessarily that simple. Sabika's healing ability wasn't a cure all, some illnesses it would just be ineffective against, aging was one of those things.
She then began to speak about Telepathy, something about people who were "No more." Did she want to speak to the dead? That was certainly way beyond Sabika's abilities. He had heard stories of Namekians of old with the ability to communicate across the boarders between life and death, yet he always believed them to by little more than myths.
Next Hana offered up another request to Sabika. He was more than willing to help the pair, afterall he owed them his very freedom. Yet the quick succession of requests was a little worrying to say the least. Early on during his training, Sabika was told of how even something like the power of healing, can be dangerous in the wrong hands. The two people before his didn't appear to have ill intentions, but then how many times did Halzun convince others of the same thing.
This time she asked for herself to be healed, more accurately for her arm to be reattached. Ayumu finally stopped coughing and reentered the conversation. Quickly firing off several points before pausing briefly. It was clear he was just overexcited. He must have been waiting for this moment for a long time, playing it over in his head. Now they were finally face to face with a Namekian capable of all the things they had wished for, they couldn't help but blurt out all the things they wanted.
He continued speaking, only now he was slower, his words more precise than before. He spoke of a relationship with a Namekian, someone he became quite attached to, before something forced them apart. Some time later he found out that the Namekian had passed away, which was certainly unusual considering Namekians usually live so much longer than humans. He also spoke of his family, children and grandchildren, who had also passed on to the afterlife. For a person to have to suffer the deaths of so many of their family, in particular children and grandchildren, was nothing short of a tragedy. Now Ayumu's excitement made sense, he was looking at the opportunity to speak to his deceased family, at least that's what he thought. Before long Ayumu was practically begging for Sabika's help, face to the ground whilst he pleaded.
"Please, there is no need to do that"
Kneeling down beside Ayumu, Sabika lay a hand on the old man's shoulder, inviting him to stand up again.
"I will do what I can to help you, to help both of you." Sabika gestured towards Hana's arm.
"However, please be aware that you may need to adjust your expectations. Hana, I have never met your species before, we may find my healing abilities to be limited for you. Ayumu.." Sabika paused momentarily, not wanting to shatter the old man's dreams, whilst also keeping him from getting carried away.
"I have heard stories of people with the ability to speak with those in the afterlife, but I have always believed them to be just that, stories. It is certainly something that is beyond my own abilities." Realising he was being so negative, Sabika forced a smile at Ayumu as he forged a telepathic link to the old man.
"But with some practice, who knows what we can achieve"
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on May 21, 2016 11:41:33 GMT
While he was laying on the ground, facing downwards, he felt the pressure not from the nearby creatures that watched on him, Ayumu had been begging towards this namekian for a mere reason that was not that known to others apart from the cold sweat that stained the back of his white wife beater. There were thousands of people he had met in the past on that little blue planet in this vast darkness, yet his intentions were nothing pure, having sold information to information brokers, having brought his hand in a few shady deals while at the same time trying to urge out good intentions for the sake of obtaining even more information. To be capable of learning how to contact those little children, those children he took so much pride in as they had met their end...
A few droplets of salt water struck the ground as Ayumu had been taking deep breaths trying to regain his calmth, the pressure was immense towards his fragile heart, widening his eyes as he nearly lost his balance on the ground. First it was all fun and games wasn't it?, Everybody would want to help the hundreds of people, going around and sharing food... Yet there was this steel weight on his shoulders that he could never shake off that he had been taking too many responsibilities. It was choking, crushing and going towards namek was a mere excuse at first, wanting to learn how to heal to save other people who could have died, wanting to go to namek to be able to protect even stronger people? Somewhere deep inside of his heart he had been hoping that everything that happened on earth would be slower on namek, to be stuck here with no reason to go back as he had a goal to fullfill. Something to abandon those documents of the past he had written and even to abandon the knowledge he had been stockpiling over the many years via the contact of this ally beside him.
Yet it wasn't his own conviction that brought him up to his feet, it was the shared link that had formed between those two, between Hana and Ayumu that brought him up to his feet while taking a deep breath, the white of his skin fading away as it made room for a bit more of a healthy pink. Knowing that mere herbs would not do the job if things continued to escalate as quickly as they were, if a person were to learn how to recover he had to be prepared to carry the burdens of all life. Knowing that mere objects that would keep a person save, from artifacts that he had given to others to weapons that he had found blueprints of in the large abyss of memories of such a ancient beast, he had to become stronger and stronger to continue urging to become able to be a gaurdian.
Feeling the hand of the Namekian touch his shoulder, it was all he had to know, the good intentions of this man were known, they were known from the very first moment he met this guy. Dragging his foot forwards while putting weight ontop of it, slowly carrying his body up, Ayumu would stare towards the Namekian.
"Research is not done by mere stupid decisions of banking everything on a miracle, we take selective choices through our life, yet here i am, asking a priest to spend his energy to perform something akin to healing a machine banking on a single miracle."
Thinking through his mind about the build up they had towards this mere endeavor, that small machine that ran on heat and used it as a power source, some people would call it a steam like contraption but it was much more complex as the people he had asked for help were incapable of doing more than saying that it was outside of their league, while some said that it was below their league. A contraption with components that were extremely simple yet the way they had been gathered were complex in a biological standpoint, the steel that covered this machine havind had traces of the dna sequence within hana. With a form of plating that could be considered flesh growing on the body of this woman, would it work just as they wanted too?
"Sabika, you may ignore these words of mine but i am going to just talk against the air otherwise if one does not want to listen... Namekians have been beautifull creatures who can do wrong, who can do right, yet they have been stern and held tight onto their goals. They are not uncommon in the galaxy as their constant appearance and dissapearance can even be told to be our galaxy their own travelling miracles. If you recover the cells within that piece of metal the size of our fist i am certain that it will become capable of bringing forwards just what i expect of namekians... No that would be too broad, way too broad."
His tilted forwards body starting to straighten out while raising his fist towards you, tightly grasped around the piece that he wanted to be recovered. Slowly bringing out his other hand and starting to cup it underneath the object simply keeping his gaze locked onto you as he was filled with a burning determination.
"You may not believe what i say, but sabika, you are going to make a big change in the world, please, i just request of you to find information on telepathy and keep me up to date... Keep me up to date and help me recover this piece of metal, as i have a last request for after this... Would you be willing to join the group of ours?, It is called nothing amazing but i am certain that we could help each other as much as we want too, i promise you that nobody will try and push you into doing what you dont want. But the more hands to help with .... well, lets save that for after the healing, go ahead, place the piece against her shoulder, one of your choice and attempt to heal, please"
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Post by Sabika on May 24, 2016 11:56:39 GMT
A miracle? That's what Ayumu called it. By the looks of it, it could take a miracle to make this work. He wanted Sabika to heal this... thing, whatever it was. Was it alive? Was it even part of Hana? There were so many questions, so many unknowns, surely this would never work. You simply can't heal a machine.
The old man rambled on with himself, talking about what he expected this endeavour to bring about. Somehow, healing this mechanism would change the Namekian race? It was quickly becoming apparent than Ayumu had a tendency to get a little carried away with himself. Not only talking on for ages, wandering seemingly without an aim, from topic to topic. But also believing he was on the brink of changing everything for the better.
Sabika reached out and grabbed the device as Ayumu offered it. He held it up to his face, examining it's form for some sort of clue as to what it was. The grapefruit sized metal sphere rolled over as the Namekian passed it between his hands. The surface didn't have any distinguishing features, though it's weight hinted at its internal make up. Reflected in the metallic sheen, Sabika's own confused face looked back at him. He snapped out of his train of thought, looking back up at Ayumu.
Finally the old human laid out his requests, having beaten around the bush for long enough. Firstly he wanted to be kept "up to date" on Telepathy. What exactly he expected Sabika to find out wasn't clear. Next he wanted the Namekian to attempt the impossible, healing the mechanical and biological together. Finally, and most unexpectedly, he asked Sabika to join a group, though he began rambling before he gave any details out. Eventually cutting himself off, reiterating his request for healing.
"Ayumu, Hana, I don't know if what your asking is possible. My healing abilities are not capable of repairing machines, but if you say that this is actually a part of you." He held up the sphere towards Hana "then maybe it is possible."
Staring at the device, Sabika slowly stepped towards Hana. His mind was filled with doubt, yet he knew the universe we filled with the impossible. Maybe there was a species, who instead of flesh and bone, had metal and machinery. It certainly wasn't beyond the realm of reality. He raised the device, gently placing it on hands shoulder just above her Ki arm.
"Don't worry, this won't hurt..... I think"
A faint glow began to emit from Sabika's hands, reflecting off the surface of the sphere. The Namekian closed his eyes, focusing on his mystical energy as it reached out from his palms. He felt the energy probe the spheres surface, gently resisting the inanimate object. Carefully he pushed on, forcing more energy to his hands. The healing energy pushed back, it couldn't find anything living, or anything in need of healing.
"I don't think this is working"
No sooner had the words left his mouth, when he felt his energy finally breach the device. Creeping through the metal, Sabika gently probed the inside of the device, looking for and injury or wound he could tend to.
Without warning, Sabika jumped in shock, something had connected with his energy. Like an unknown hand grasping at your ankle, a sliver of fear ran down his spine. The trainee priest withdrew his energy, pulling back away from the device, but nothing happened. In fact, he felt his energy drain out of his body into the machine. Panic began to set in, Sabika tried to cut the connection between himself and the energy draining from his hand, but he couldn't. More and more energy slipped through his palm, starting as a trickle before growing into a torrent.
His head began to spin, a feeling he had felt once before. Back when he tried to escape his captivity, only that time he was willingly pouring his energy into his efforts. This time it was being forcibly wrenched out of his body, draining his energy and life force together. Quickly he pulled his hand away from the device, hoping that breaking the physical connection would end the magical one. But the device stayed connected his his hand. Sabika looked down at his hand to see thin metallic tendrils spiraling around his fingers.
"What is this thing? What have you done to me?"
Panic pieced the air as the trainee priest flicked his hands to try and shake his hand free. He felt the cold metal snake it's way around his wrist, tightening like a vice, digging into his green flesh. He contemplated trying to pull the device free with his other hand, but what if it simply gripped that was well. His mind began to race, but he exhaustion made it difficult to rationalise his thoughts into an actual plan. A desire to remove his arm set in, a primal instinct akin to a rat caught in a trap nibbling through its own leg. Yet he didn't have the strength to quickly remove the arm and he certainly didn't have to time to slowly hack it off.
The Namekians legs buckled, dropping him down to his knees. By now the tendrils had wormed their way up to his elbow, his fingers swollen and dark green due to the lack of blood flow. As a last ditch effort, acting on pure instinct alone, he slammed his hand into the ground. The soft Namekian soil absorbed the blow, a small divot formed around the sphere.
Darkness began to creep into Sabika's vision, he felt himself decending down a dark tunnel, separating himself from his body. The Namekian focused on his limited vision, his hand and arm still ensnared by the device appeared distant. It was as though he was looking at the whole thing happen to someone else. Then, somehow he noticed a small rock not far from his hand. It looked small, but so did everything at this point. Summoning up the last dregs of energy, he lifted up his arm. His arm began to tremble before slamming down onto the exposed rock. A small shower of sparks sprayed through the air, instantly the tendrils retracted. The sphere bounced into the air, finally freed from Sabika's hand.
The trainee priest watched as the ball flew up into the air, swerving unnaturally as it changed trajectory, aiming directly towards Hana. Sabika opened his mouth to shout, but no sound came out. He suddenly realised he hadn't taken a breath since he started the healing attempt. Gulping for air, he gesticulated towards Hana, hoping she would understand the warning.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on May 24, 2016 13:11:35 GMT
While you had spoken a warning towards Hana, you could see the splash of red that covered the ground as her right leg was seperated from her body within a mere instant, the sound of a single clash with bone and steel before it had promptly seperated these two parts from themselves. Time seemingly slowing down for the two of them, Ayumu wanting to rush forwards as Hana fell to the ground screaming in agony as the limb had been seperated from her body, the pain unnaturally intensified while tendrils started to slowly wriggle their way into the stump of her leg with a mental wave of nausea going over the surrounding fields, a mental cry for help.
Yet ayumu had stopped in his tracks while looking upon the woman called Hana, slowly starting to mentally probe her before speaking softly towards the green man known as Sabika with a word of calmth unlike the exciteable him from before.
"The inner body of Hana is damaged, Destroyed and torn apart, you could say that she is functioning on little more than a sixth of her organs, but we have been gathering components that were scattered during the crash landing on earth while rebuilding her. Some have been found within her body, stored under flesh tissue trying to kill her, while others were stolen and carried on space ships for research..."
Gulping softly, Ayumu was staring towards the spherical object starting to dig into the flesh like a blending, pieces of red liquid and bone fragments being taken out as it surgerically went out of its way to completely remove the left leg up to the hip bone and replace it with a metal substance. Slowly forming a rather underwhelming humanoid leg the size of a baby before it started to expand like a beating heart, trying to fit the previous size given.
"This may not be the moment to say this, knowing who is probably your friend or ally on this planet but we on earth have been assaulted by the saiyans at some point for reasons i will spare you. We have survived and managed to fend them off, but the damage to the people we cared about, the research stations that have collapsed, there were thousands of people who have had their homes taken away as we expect a second assault..."
Reaching out his hand, Ayumu started manifesting a few projections of his own hand, slowly increasing their count it was nothing short of ten of them starting to pin down the humanoid known as Hana as she kept shouting out in pure agony. The tears in her eyes having gained a fuming red colouration as she threw up viciously on the beautifull green ground of namek adding to its green and brown.
"Please, if you dont want to deal with the issues that may arise from such actions, but we as Silver Lake, we just wish to be kept secret and keep recovering the damage done just like how i am bringing resources to namek for their rebuilding process. It was one hell of a problem to even get the materials, but i have to admit, the damages caused by the initial invasion helped pull down the prices of many ruins which we could use to help."
Yet, it was still a question of how calm this man was before this, looking at the partner that fought alongside him as a family to be in so much pain and be unable to do anything to resist it as the metal pieces of the leg started to slowly continiously expand into a rather uniform size. His hands slowly being pushed aside, the body of this woman started to radiate a thick, blueish aura as she just continued trying to cope with this agonizing pain digging through her.
"Sabika, This woman is not from earth, yet she is willingly going through this agonizing pain to be capable of protecting a few of those people on that blue planet she holds dear. But it would have never been able to be done if it was not for this miracle you pull off, truely, Sabika. We are bound to your kindness and we owe you our lives, as this helps us keep ourselves alive in the future and help protect the people of namek and earth if anything bad were to happen. Truely tha-"
But it was then that the hands were evaporated in a burst of wind as Ayumu had his body be flung back a few feet, but somebody above a thousand in powerlevel would have no trouble staying in place. A multitude of surges starting to gather around as the body that held hana's energy became a network of flaming spheres, as if her chakra points were exposed to the air itself, slowly connecting to the leg itself. Fully integrating this metallic leg into her being, sharing its power before slowly raising her body upwards. Metal fragments starting to appear on her knuckle on her right arm while the blueish energy of her left arm started to look more solid, obtaining a levitating iron knuckle around the hand, it was like a floating piece of arnament kept in place with just energy itself. Adding metal arnaments to multiple parts of her body, it became a small flying asset for close ranged combat. But just as the energy had appeared, just as she had everything appear in a powerfull vortex of strenght it stopped.
"Sabika, if there is anything i will tell you is that our mental connection should be known to you now, but promise me that you be carefull with the saiyans, they are not all evil, but there are some who still go around bringing devastation to our homes. But that is your choice on how to handle, wouldn't it be?"
Manifesting a small book within his hand, one written in a language you would be most common with as it had a radio frequency written on the front along with a few techniques written inside.
"Read that book, it should hold a few helpfull tips, being able to use your ki and magic to stop bleeding and other small qualms without expending too much energy may be the best training you could do at this moment."
Offering a shoulder towards the pained woman that was stumbling forwards, she uttered a soft word of thanks with a thick glare on her face, one of agonizing pain as she had gone through a few memories she would rather forget. Ones she would rather never remember in a life time of suffering, even if it meant saving everybody in the universe. But she still merely reached out the blueish arm of hers towards you as she smiled softly.
"Thank you."
These were her only words as she imparted a small present into her handshake, attempting to empower you with a bit more strenght, attempting to fill in that body of yours with a bit more power than before.
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Post by Sabika on May 24, 2016 16:01:51 GMT
Panting heavily, Sabika felt as though he was on the brink of unconsciousness. It was a strain to hold his body up on his hands and knees, his eyes weighed heavy as he tried to watch helplessly as the device made its way towards Hana. Instantly he felt as though he was back in Halzun's jug, watching someone be tortured but being unable to help. Only this time he was directly responsible, he had caused this whole thing.
As blood began to pool onto the Namekian soil, Ayumu started to explain Hana's heritage. Sabika tried to concentrate, but the exhaustion was making it difficult. Surely his words had something to do with what was happening, yet Sabika was unable to make the connection. The device began to spin, like a drill it sunk it's way into the woman's thigh, throwing chunks of flesh, blood and bone out like a gruesome fountain. Then it started to change its shape, morphing itself into a small leg shape.
Grunting, Sabika began to crawl towards Hana. He wasn't sure what exactly he could do, but he had to at least try to help. All the while Ayumu carried on with his ramblings, moving onto the subject of Saiyan's. Were they responsible for the creation of this torture device? Or was it just another unrelated ramble from the old man? By now Sabika couldn't tell either way and he didn't have the energy to attempt to comprehend it. How could he just sit back and talk as his friend suffered so? Each step felt as though it would be the last, his elbows tried to buckle as soon as he tried to shift his weight. She was just so far away.
Meanwhile, the leg shaped device began to swell in size, as Hana shouted out in agony. Suddenly Ayumu jumped on top of her, he had somehow sprouted extra arms and easy using them to pin Hana down. Sabika took another step in his slow forward crawl, then a thought hit him. Had Ayumu planned this? Did he use Sabika as a tool in his plan to assassinate his friend? Why else would he be so calm? Why else would he be unwilling to help her?
The old man's ramble continued on, moving from his secret group, to rebuilding Namek, until finally he exclaimed that Hana was doing this on purpose. It wasn't an assassination attempt, it was a method to increase her strength, albeit at great personal cost. She was willingly undergoing this torture in order to augment herself with, whatever that machine was.
Suddenly, a shock wave of energy exploded out of Hana. It carried enough strength through throw Ayumu backwards through the air, and was enough to knock the weakened Sabika onto his back. It took a second for the Namekian to compose himself, before eventually noticing Hana floating in the air, surrounded by furious energy.
Ayumu once again warned Sabika about the Saiyans, it was clear he had a history with them, though he specifically stated they weren't all bad. The trainee priest rolled onto his front, before slowly forcing himself onto his knees, panting heavily.
It was then that Ayumu offered Sabika a book, presumably as a gift of some sort. Then Hana made her way over to Sabika, no longer floating or surrounded by energy. She no longer appeared in pain, yet something about her had changed, more than just her physical appearance.
She offered her hand to the Namekian, which he took in his own, expecting her to help him to his feet. Yet she did more than that, she pumped energy through the handshake. Sabika's empty reserves filled, within seconds he felt more energised than he ever had before. The fatigue washed away in an instant.
"Tha...thank you" confusion etched itself across the Namekian's face.
"Thank you for your gifts" Sabika grasped the book from Ayumu's hands "I am glad to have helped, but as I'm sure you must understand, this whole event left me confused. Only an hour ago I was still contained within that pot. There is so much I don't understand, I need time to process it all."
He looked down at his arm, his skin had reacted to the tendrils. Spiraling up his arm like chemical burns, his flesh itched as a reminder of what had happened.
"I don't mean to be rude, but I must leave. I can feel the connection you have build between us Ayumu, once I am ready.... once I understand, I will contact you." Sabika turned to Hana "I'm sorry"
Regardless of whether she had wanted it or not, Sabika had brought suffering upon her. He couldn't help but feel guilty, even though it had been involuntary. Then, he turned on the spot and began to walk away. He wasn't in the mental state to be able to hold a conversation, his mind was already running through the chaos of the last few minutes. He just needed time alone, maybe meditation could help him arrange he thoughts.
(Thread exit, PL please!)
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on May 24, 2016 21:54:39 GMT
While feeling the mental connection of worry, it was their link that was truely being made, Ayumu would turn around while starting to wander off, knowing to leave this namekian to his own devices. Knowing that it was nothing short of just pure chaos within that head of his. Having learned that everything was changing with every pace, that everything was happening so quickly and so fast...
"Lets go hana"
That is what his last words were while sending a soft warmth of emotions towards the namekian mentally as he just smiled, thankfull for how much he had helped. Slumping on the road towards the future to help more namekians, hoping to carry forwards his knowledge of what he had learned untill one female who was requiring assistance drew upon the energy of the plant life to urge herself back into a moveable stance. Having detached the handshake moments ago, she simply turned around and shouted.
"Oy! You green mean poop machine! Keep your head raised high, i dont care what you say!"
Expanding her arms as she manifested a numerious amount of spheres with her new found power that showed a map of the galaxy as she simply smiled as wide as she could without making it look unnatural. Showing honest approval of what he had been doing and glad he had given them a chance, just as he had been given a chance.
"We do not care what you say, We will always consider you a ally of ours, a true ally who will never be found on the side lines without being in our ranks as a real friend! Sorry for saying it, but visit on earth once because there are people who would love to see a namekian, people who are fans and even some people who miss the contact from their home planet! They would love to see somebody like you while offering you a chance to get up in the ranks to truely defeat that friend of yours!"
Before turning around, she continued to let the galaxy float about, showing a single route of how to get to earth before grasping ayumu and jumping into the sky with a single leap, leaving a ring of kinetic energy that expanded outwards as she soared through the layers of clouds that were above while smiling widely.
"Hana, you really have gotten interested in him have you not?"
"Ayumu, you saw it in his eyes did you not? That man may not know it but he has a passion beyond what normal namekians have, he would be willing to throw everything away to just do what had to be done. He probably even still feels responsible for everything he would have seen... just how long was he stuck in that jar..."
"We will know what is going to happen in a few weeks probably at most hana, just get your shit together and let us move on, we have alot to repair on this planet!."
They spoke, only soon realizing that neither of them had the energy to stop their descend into a mountain... yet that will be a story of another time.
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Ayumu unlock Oblivion Brand! A new trans! owo
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Post by Vi-Poi on May 29, 2016 6:06:01 GMT
Sabika, your WC is 5132 and your gains are 9,751 PL!
OM, your WC is 5115 and your gains are 7,161 PL! Transform unlocked.
Adding.
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