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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Jun 7, 2016 13:39:54 GMT
A man with a powerlevel of zero would be enough for people who had the ability to sense power in the vacinity to know that something was wrong in this moment. With a mechanical creature outside, Hana had been struggling to keep this thing from berserking too much, giving a quick but short cut greeting towards Sangu himself. Nothing more than a few words of formality and respect, something akin to the words that would be given to comrades or even family itself.
Yet inside was where everything had gotten more interesting, the outburst of this man that was close to Ayumu while ordering a alcoholic beverage to drown away the sorrow... To bring forwards just another collapse into something known as going through something that is not grand, its not something one can just move on from...
"You took seventeen years huh... If you require a hand, one of the people underneath me will be capable of assisting you in some form you know? I request two things for this simple offer of assistance other than setting up a scenario where you can handle this simple grudge of revenge with your own two hands."
Pulling out a small little insignia before turning towards a new person coming in, the scent of alcohol starting to thin quickly, almost unnaturally quickly with a smile crossing his face.
"Sanguinis! Yeah, if you wish to not believe me i am certain that this man here can prove my words. Maybe even you will find those shitty books some of the others have written about the contents of some training i have done to others... But i simply offer two requests... One, I want you to get back here and assist in preventing people like myself from losing more people that are dear to us"
The gaze in the eyes of this old fart was nothing short of a straight killing intent, a murderious intent that had been sharpened over a period of a few hundred years of agonizing nightmares of having your own grandchildren claw out their own necks.
"Two, i want you to get back here and on a monthly basis take a lesson in learning how to handle that beast you can summon. I myself am a form of summoner after all too in a sense. Although this offer is open to everybody in here that is listening in, especially with the recent rookie hunters going around..."
Gathering a small sphere of ooze within the palm of this old man from the mere energy in the airs surrounding us before a sentient black ooze was dropped on the table, not a single bit of its body spilling outwards as it was a stable sphere of black ooze looking towards the people sitting at the table, attempting to form a small stubby tendril to wave at them. Attempting to simply roll its body along with short hops towards the humanoid known as Denim. Although the man was giving a few akward looks towards this muttering young man... Is he doing okay?
(If any edits required please hop in the chat to tell me or pm me~ also reminder, Ayumu's PL - 0, Hana outside has the max pl)
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Samael
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Post by Samael on Jun 8, 2016 19:59:10 GMT
Samael grimaced as the human woman started to jab him in the chest. Not because it hurt or because it angered him, but because he didn't appreciate the condescending gesture. However when she began to explain things to him he began to feel a little bad for his earlier statement. "Ah," He said, "Forgive me I'm a bit out of a loop at the moment."
"Let's start over, my name is Samael. And you humans...and whatever the hell he is are...?" He questioned gesturing towards Plato with that last remark.
The red-headed half-demon listened to the older gentleman who smelled much less strongly of alcohol than just a few minutes prior as he gave his spiel to the alien man. He couldn't help but give a small smile as the old man extended the offer to all listening.
"Helping people not lose those close to them?" Samael inquired, "And training for control over abilities? If you can back those words up, I'd be more than willing to take you up on the offer old-timer as both are causes dear to my heart. Do you offer a trial period of sorts?"
He then went back to muttering responses to the voice in his head, "For the last time I'm not going to kill them...I don't give a damn what the woman said...Just shut up already!"
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Post by Plato on Jun 9, 2016 0:20:59 GMT
He started out towards the old man as he spoke offering to help him which made him look around as he stared at the old man. The man cold stare gave him a chill, even if his power was 0, it didn't feel right, this man was much, much stronger then he let on. The man remaindered him of himself when he was younger, at least the stare, he had lost something like he did. He didn't now what of course but he knew this man had suffered like he did. He nodded his head "Alright i am willing to listin there is a man that is in my way his name is cipher." He said. "But i guess i should explain..." He was about to speak as the red haired man walked in all in suit as Ayuma began to speak about his offer once more. Two thing he needed to do that was it. He smiled as the man began to speak.
First he had to protect earth so no one else important to him died, he could do that though he much rather sit on kontats and rule all day, he could fluctuate his plans. As for the second part, he could roll with that as well. "Hmm i think i will be willing to accept that offer but first i should tell you about my past." He said getting ready to speak about how he got here in the first place.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 11, 2016 23:13:35 GMT
The muscles in Denim's stomach contorted as she listened to Samael give his name while trying to show he was more friendly then he first appeared. She answered, "I'm sorry, but I should have given my name at the start before saying what I did. I am-um Denim but you may call me Jeanne." A weak smile appeared on her face and she fixed her eyes on his face until she noticed the scarf, which was very odd to have indoors, especially in this part of the world.
"I hate to ask but if there's something underneath that scarf do you mind if I see it? I-I happened to notice it earlier but you came in wearing it and since you've hinted at not being human from your prior words you've said does it hide that fact from others?" She added now averting her eyes only to placate them onto the floor where a strange black ball of ooze rolled towards her. She did so because Samael had already shown he was possibly prone to quick outbursts and did not want to have accidentally triggered his rage. Anyway, he suddenly remembered Ayumu saying something about being a summoner and found herself slowly backing away from the sphere now rolling on the floor. Whatever it was it only made her feel slightly disgusted more-so because of the fact it extended a tentacle from the center of itself and waved it.
Her face became as green as green beans and she thought, "I hope that thing does not touch me. It's a little too weird for me to keep looking at." Therefore, she found herself once more locating her vision upon Samael and wondering as well, "Should I really have come to this place? I feel like the only normal person, er, creature here."
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Post by Sangu on Jun 14, 2016 10:05:59 GMT
Sanguinis strode into the bar in his new clothes, the only thing indicating his warrior's nature the solid black, lead weights on his wrists. He nodded to Hana, his first real sparring partner and looked to Ayumu who immediately spotted him in the crowd. Being called over, he casually slipped his hands into his pockets and grinned, standing next to Ayumu. "Is there a problem here, old man? Do I need to kick someone's candy ass?" He said this in jest, a chuckle rising up from his chest.
He looked at Samael, offering his hand for a handshake. Considering their power difference, the weights on the wrists of the Crimson haired warrior would weigh down the hand of Samael if he accepted the handshake. "Nice to meet you, Samael. I am Sanguinis Plasmas, and yes I am a human. Ayumu here..." he patted the old man on the back. "...is my first sensei. He really helped me out a lot when I was weaker."
He looked at Samael weirdly, the young man's schizophrenic behaviour shaking him a bit. But Sangu wasn't afraid, not by any stretch of the imagination. But he found the man's muttering very strange, even if he couldn't understand it.
Next his attention would fall on Plato, the ashen skinned alien speaking of protecting Earth and his past. He tilted his head, and just offered up his own piece of wisdom. "Sometimes the past is best left where it lies. But if you must tell us, please don't let it consume you as it did me at one time."
His eyes soon fell on Denim and his demeanor completely changed. He offered the woman a soft smile and reached out to take her hand, and if he got it he would softly kiss the back of it. "Well, hello there cuteness."
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Jun 15, 2016 21:42:28 GMT
While Samuel and Plato accepted the offer given by the Old man known as Ayumu, his voice bouldered out in honest positivity, asking the small little adorable ball of slime back to his hand, a sentient little creature with a adorable little face who was honestly offended with the answers given by Denim. Soft and small droplets of green ooze coming out of its eyes as it started to give out sniffling sounds softly, having wanted to just embrace the person. "Now now, little guy, don't worry, albeit i am curious on what this 'cipher' has done in the past... i must give a single warning to every single one of you guys. We are not in a world of peace quite yet, We are striving hard to perform this, we are weird. we are cursed in our past. we have thousands of sins. Yet if we ever give up we would merely be making a path of torture for the next generation, so please, Let me talk to each of you in a mere honest request." Using what he had heard, thinking of what to say, curiously starting to bring his hands together before leaning backwards softly against the counter of the bar, the sockets in his back slowly popping. "Samael, are you willing for children to be born with a voice of authority calling them out to be trained for war and muder, constantly pushing them forwards? Continiously striving to work away at every opponent as they grow into mindless killing machines? We cannot just accept such a feat, that would make our every effort worthless!" Yet as Ayumu finished the talk about Samael, he turned himself towards Sanguinis. "We have trained in the past with justice fueling our heart, yet i have seen children who have been abandoned by the sheer call of justice and have ended up on street with thousands of people bullying them for having to survive of theft. Continiously being slammed against the ground as they only foster a second generation of ruling with power, yet do we not agree that they should grow up in places they could be safe in?" Turning towards the third person in this little conversation, Ayumu had taken a few breaths of air happily. "We are all weird here, yet there are children out there who are being slammed down for being another species, they are pushed against the ground just for being diffrent. Striving to become better and stronger, striving to become strong enough to bring forwards a strike of justice for their species. Some become dictators, some become capable of bringing forwards a change of justice... But even these children need help... we cannot just abandon them and bring forwards more suffering to them can we? We have a responsibility as the upcoming stars of this world." Untill his last target become visible, Plato himself while his glare intensified with a rather deep meaning behind his opinion. "You are planning something big, yet here i am, sitting against you, trying to gather hundreds of warriors who are capable of protecting the children of tomorrow and trying to unite everybody in a single group, we have had namekians who loved humans and tried to form relations only to be shut down, we have had saiyans who were send away from their home planet due to crimes that they had not done, saiyans who are able to be trusted and liked... There are hundreds to thousands of races out there still being opressed too... So, Please, Tell your tale but let me just ask you all at this moment... Would you guys be prepared to be always chasing after the stronger warriors just to catch up and become capable of striving for a chance of all these children growing up in a world where they can do whatever they want... I may have stepped outside my area of expertise and trampled on feelings or even said the wrong things to everybody, yet you should all know what i mean with these words..." Igniting a small flame within the palm of his hands, Ayumu placed it on the counter nudging the barkeep away from the flame before making certain that it was floating to be touched by every single person in the vacinity. Yet if anybody who had trained under Ayumu before, the symbol would appear on their torso showing their determination with this ember continueing to burn without damaging the area. "So please, after making your choice of if you want to join or not... If you want to assist or not, tell your story Plato, but i am going to give you all a test trial of the training i have promised as that is my code of acting. Never bring forwards lies and strive to help fix up this assaulted planet with the thousands of villages destroyed by the invasion... So please." (Wowie! What a large wall of speech! Sorry! xD Also, the url for the symbol that will appear if you accept. No negatives, no extra's its just a symbol to show to the people who have accepted this that you are not enemies in a battle. i.imgur.com/voaqFEC.png )
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Samael
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Post by Samael on Jun 22, 2016 21:09:06 GMT
Samael nodded at Denim's reply, "Ah nice to meet you, Jeanne." What she asked him next caused him to reply tad bit defensively, "The scarf, if you must know, covers a scar around my neck. I cover it because it tends to freak people out, as it's from the kind of thing that would kill most people....and if it didn't the infected wound that made the scar most likely would."
He then turned to Sangunis as he introduced both himself and the older man, "Likewise Sangunis," he said as he took the human's outstretched hand. However, the half-demon quickly let go once he felt how heavy the weights on the other redhead's wrist were. "Those are some heavy weight you got there."
Between the odd look Sangunis gave him and Ayumu's talk of authoritative voices driving children to murder, Samael's father was practically screaming in his head to get out of there as fast as he possibly could. Because of this racket in his head, he could just barely focus on the rest of Ayumu's speech. However, the redheaded half-demon even half-understanding what the old man said could see his good intentions.
"You've sold your cause very well oldtimer," Samael said reaching out to the flame, "I will gladly accept your call to arms."
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Post by Plato on Jun 22, 2016 21:42:05 GMT
"I'll give you my life story and left you be the judges." He said sipping down the drink, "Once you here it you can tell me if i am flawed for thinking this way, though it won't change anything." He said putting the glass down " I was born on a world called Kontats across the galxey, when i was only a baby the kashvarr transported all world to this galxey. This people the kashvarr had great dark powers but there was a price." He said sipping the rest down. "They took 100 children, and began experimenting apon them, i am one of those children." He didn't like talking much about this story but it was for the best. "Anyhow, i was taken away from my family when i was 8 never to see them again, to be honest, i'd like too, even if it was 8 years, compared to the last 17 they are like heaven." He said looking them the oldman in the eyes. "Simply put what i went through there was hell, but most of it...is fuzzy, 14 years of life..and i can't even remember half of it, it is for the best." He gripped his cup shattering it the glass flying into the table and into his hand. He pulled the glass out small droplets of blood hitting the wooden oak bar.
He stood up as he went to clean his hand with a cloth and water "I...do remember one night, more then the others, the night i escaped." He said looking up at the roof "Their was a white star illuminating the night, i looked into the star....and it happened." He said his hand reaching up crushing the air as he closed his fist. "The beast awoke from his 14 year slumber and it destroyed everything around it. All the kashvarr and children in that area died, i regret most of it but the beats could not be controlled, what could i've done, throw myself at it...i wanted to live..." He said now muttering something to himself "When the night ended the beast turned back into its gas form and returned to my body." He said as he walked up to the bar cleaning the glass "Sorry about the glass by the way..." He said as he cleaned up. "When i escaped i head to beppa in arosce space, lived there for a time until i heard about the tree of might, i needed to head home to see if everything was alright." He said sighing, that was only half true, he headed back because he thought he was strong enough to take back his home.
"When i got back there was a man named Cipher, an android, he stopped me at every turn though, he is a good man, i have no beef towrds his actions, i told my people the truth it had been hidden for so long, so naturally many people joined my side." He said "I challenged the kashvarr and i was complety beaten so i headed to vegeta, meet some other allies, and trained with them and learned more about the saiyans." He said "Before i arrived here, and happened to walk into this town before sitting down and having a nice drink." he laughed before getting a serious tone "I want to free my people, that means every kashvarr need to die innocent or guilty if one lives, then they will cause problem down the line, i know that is wrong, i should not want to kill a whole race and maybe if i was born in a different light i could reason with them but...no...i was born as they slaves allowed to become one by who was suppose to be our king, if he carred he make them telport us them get the kids back." He turned away from the oldman "As for your offer, i think this might be something i got to do myself however, i will send you something when i am done and we can talk about it." He said getting out his chair "If any question ask them then i'm heading out i had my fill." he said turning as he began to pay for himself.
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Post by Sangu on Jun 27, 2016 6:32:15 GMT
(I know it's not necessarily my turn, but Thread Exit. Pl when put up for grading.)
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Post by Deleted on Jun 27, 2016 13:37:27 GMT
Denim gawked at the dapper young gentleman who approached in a fine clothes and bent on one knee to kiss her hand. She blushed before voicing to the red head, "Cute, but..." Her words were left unfinished as Ayumu took to being boisterous and drowned her out about a long speech directed at everyone involving standing up for one's self and becoming warriors capable of protecting children of tomorrow. She, at this moment took to focusing only on Ayumu, who shocked her by interrupting her answer to the guy before her.
Her heart beat slammed against her chest while she tried to process information from not only him but Plato as well about revenge and Samael about his scarf. Samael was at least nice enough to give his name but while she focused on these things she did not happen to see the red head Sangu slip through her fingers. She was acutely aware though that her hand now felt lighter for some reason yet did not know it was because of him her mind and eyes now only focused on the other people in the room who seemed to now glow with strange, dragon shaped tattoos.
"What have I gotten myself into?" she pondered to herself seeing the marks. They almost seemed like they belonged to some group she had no role in and so with that she turned back around to finally see if Sangu was still there only to notice that he was gone.
"What!?! Where did he go?" she cried in shock. She would then dash out hoping to follow and find the man. Yet it was without any luck that she would do so. For the first time in a long time though someone had actually acknowledged her in that way and to see them go was quite bad. It made her slump over and decide to return home. She had only come to the restaurant after all to help a guy get food and now that he was in a better condition she now knew she wanted to go home, rest, and maybe return to this small group later in order to learn more of their secrets.
Denim has Exited
Reward: Zeni Increase Please
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Post by Plato on Jul 9, 2016 6:30:41 GMT
(so not sure were, Ayuma and Samuel are so if OK can i turn in this thread for grading)
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Samael
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Post by Samael on Jul 12, 2016 20:24:05 GMT
(I'm fine with turning the thread in for grading...and I think it's probably been long enough that Ayumu has forgotten about this thread. When you turn it in, I'll take PL thank you much)
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Post by Plato on Jul 26, 2016 18:06:13 GMT
I would want powerlevel sorry for not posting
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Post by Zerori on Aug 2, 2016 6:47:11 GMT
Plato 2,743<-- Word count3,730 <-- PL gains49,180 PL --> 52,910 PL~-~-~-~ Sangu 710 <-- Word count1,542 <-- PL gains72,231 PL --> 73,773 PL~-~-~-~ @misfortune 2,802 <-- Word count3,807 <-- Zeni gains367 Zeni --> 4,174 Zeni~-~-~-~ Samael 629 <-- Word count1,006 <-- PL gains6,000 PL --> 7,006 PL~-~-~-~ Nostalgic Ayumu (PM me what you would like!) 1,620 <-- Word count??<-- PL/Zeni gains?? PL/Zeni --> ?? PL/Zeni
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Post by Kizuki on Aug 30, 2016 22:36:42 GMT
Ayumu: +1,296 Zeni New Total: 16,660 Zeni
(Adding now.)
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