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Post by Plato on Jun 12, 2016 3:34:53 GMT
*3 Days after Plato Took the Throne*
With Medium Weights:10,018
Plato got out of bed the sun slowly rising as he grabbed his crutches, using them to stand on his feet before he headed towards his new closest. He had just become the king of Kontats, the feeling was unreal. Despite the people who had to die for this he genuinely wanted change, for his people. He began to get dressed, would anyone come. He didn't want to just celebrate with his people but those who helped him, who taught him about the world he had gone too. He Fixed up his suit as a man knocked on the door. "Yes." Plato answered. "The Ceremonies are almost ready my sire, this is a huge expenses as you must know." Plato opened the door letting the man in "yes, yes i am aware, but this victory in peace was not won by only my hands but those who taught me, about the world beyond ours and the people of kontats of course, once this ends i shall begin a program to change the face of the world." He said turning towards the man holding his shoulder. "The universe is a vast place, and the best way to acknowledge what it has taught me, is to bring those people here, send the ships out with this letters." He said handing them to the man "And let the people know that they are invited." he said as the man nodded "Yes my lord." Plato turned looking towards the sunrise, there was about 48-60 hours until the party was ready, it was being set up with haste, he wanted to reward his people and those who taught him about the universe. There was going to be something to Celebrate this Day, and it started with getting the invitations out.
He walked downstairs a konstian breakest waiting for him, "Thank you." He said as he slowly ate his new council all around him "So what is the plan after this party." He looked at the old warrior, he was a konstian with a missing eye his long sword strapped to his back. "Well alliance building by using Konstian resources we can surly trade with other worlds and increase konstian prosperity." He said as he ate the food "It is a difficult task of course and the party won't be set up for a long time, but people need to get here first." he said as the man coughed "But we need to worry about after not before the party sir." He said as plato nodded "Yes that is perfectly sound however, i am the type of man who worries about the here and now." He said with a smile. "Though what would you suggest council." He said looking at the other 4 sitting and eating at the table. "Well i agree with Demetrius, that we must focus on the future, kontat has a weak military as you just demonstrated 5 days ago." Octavio said, he was a an older man, always carrying those tombs before. "Yes, that is why we need a military alliance with our neighbors region, mainly the arosce empire, which was just reformed a month ago." Plato said sipping down his wine. "Someone send a card to Lord, Abzurate in the aroscian system, i believe he stays on Plant Yardrat." Plato said as a messenger nodded heading to a ship. "Well gentleman we will discuss again at lunch." Plato got out of his feet the council nodding "good, let us be prepared and long live the kontats." Plato raised his cup as they all hit them together before heading there ways.
Plato headed back upstairs going into his room to rest, His wounds still hurt. He would barley walk as it was, but he had to act tough for his people. "I hope someone comes, it be sad without people." he said yawning before going back into bed stareing out of the window. All around he could see people were setting up the celebration. He really didn't want to celebrate with just his people this was a hard earned victory. He got up heading outside to help set up the celebrations with his people. He wanted to be there for everyone, even in the small ways.
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Post by Plato on Jun 15, 2016 18:09:13 GMT
Night began to draw out as the party was beginning. Konstaistains from all around kontats arrived as Plato stared out of the window a smile plastered on his face. He needed to go out and meet his guests so he be began to rise to his feet as his council was waiting for him outside the door. "Everything is ready I assume you will join us." Demetrius asked as Plato began putting on his garments. "Give me one moment." Plato spoke as he finshed getting dressed. He wore his normal attire though it had a couple crzstals placed on random spots and was fully repaired and was newly cleaned. He opened the door walking with his fellow council members towards the entrance of the castle.
" so what do we plan to say." One member spoke fidgeting with his clothes as Plato smiled. "I will need to thank everyone they have done so much this victory could not have been without there help." He said with a calm to but the shaking of his arm made it clear to see that he was nervous. Demetris grabbed his shoulder nodding to him " don't be nervous say what is in your heart and the people will reflect your hope on you." He said with a light smile as Plato nodded. "Right." They stepped outside as the crowd roared before Plato spoke. " the feast begins enjoy yourselves this is a gift for our victory, a victory of peace and freedom." He spoke rasieing his cane. The people began to get food and chat as Plato and co sat down at a large table in the middle of the gathering talking normally and just having a good time. They were like everyone else deep inside. Today was a day to celebrate not rule.
(The celebrations have begun.)
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Post by Negi on Jun 16, 2016 0:46:54 GMT
Nearby, Starship Clean Your Feet Before You Enter landed. The precision landing was followed by a slight hiss as the hatch adjusted pressurization to match the Konstian environment. It dinged once, along with a flashing green light that indicated a breathable atmosphere. It opened, and a ramp slid down to the ground. A young saiyan stepped down, taking in a deep breath to chill his excitement. He absolutely could not wait. He wanted to dash out and run straight toward the lights and the cheering! But this was not an ordinary party. This was Plato's coronation! The word dignified came to his mind. He would do his best to be well-behaved. (Lest he risk the wrath of the ship's owner!) Negi had decided to wear his gi and training weights, but they were perfectly pressed and clean. Vibrant shades of blue stood out sharply against the shiny blackness of his freshly-washed hair. He stepped down off of the ramp and onto Konstian soil sparkling like a diamond. An aura of excitement glowed around him, but instead of dashing off, he turned back around to the ship. Taking a small step to the side of the ramp, he held up the palm of his right hand to gently await the master of the ship. [25,286 Thread PL]
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Post by Shemha on Jun 16, 2016 17:59:14 GMT
Like Negi, Shemha was anxious to see that this celebration had in store. Plato now ruled a planet and from across the stars his invitation had beckoned the two warriors to his home. In the back of mind the Majin couldn’t help but be suspicious. With no idea how the events of his rise to power had played out, there was a lot she did not know. To label her current state as nervous was inaccurate. It was more a healthy mix of excitement and caution, Shemha was always cautious. The same couldn’t be said for her shipmate.
If his head start on her wasn’t enough to prove how excited the boy was, the way his eyes looked back up to the ramp as she stepped out surely was. Shemha found no real fault in his personality as a whole, just areas that could use a little fine tuning. Individuals were only individuals because of their differences, but those with any whit realized certain situations called for certain forms of etiquette. On their way to Kontats plenty of time was spent to educate the boy in this matter. How successful it had been, was yet to be seen. Still she understood his excitement and flashed a smile as she stepped off the end of the ramp.
”Impressive is it not? Not so long ago we were sparring with Plato and now he is a King…or whatever title he has chosen for himself.” A small shrug of her shoulders indicated it didn’t matter. There were plenty of titles rulers took and most delivered the same message. A scan of the horizon looked to locate Plato’s signature and she found it. With a glance to Negi she nodded in that direction.
”Shall we?” Even as she spoke her feet lifted from the ground. Once on obtained the power of flight, ground travel became obsolete. As she waited for him to lift as well, she crossed her arms over her chest. If Negi was observant enough he might have noticed the small addition to Shemha’s person, a scouter clipped to the waistband of her pants. The device something she most definitely had not had before.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Jun 16, 2016 21:04:42 GMT
Having landed his ship, The S.S Sharkfist a few hours ago on this barren wasteland of a land, Ayumu would slowly go over the notes in his book while shaking his head softly, realizing that the massive amount of momentum caught behind this man was immense, collapsing himself forwards on the ranks of their expansive gain on authority... It was suprising to say the least.
'Let us hope that nothing will go wrong... Hana, Do not be afraid to simply flaunt around your strenght for this moment.
If people are willing to disturb a mere party they would have known about the current situation and would not be afraid to just perform a silent kill."
Yet seeing a group of two approuch the building, this old fogey could not hide his joy any longer, stopping the telepathic connection towards the female that was walking after him while being rather impatient.
Dressed in a simple tuxedo without sleeves, Ayumu had prepared for this little festivity rather well, his baggy jeans gone for a black tight pair that would show his muscle definition rather well.
Yet the woman that floated after him was dressed in something much more simple, a tuxedo top that was rather dissapointingly flat for this moment along with a small bow wrapped around the top, black pants and rather formal shoes that made their way over the pavement towards the building.
"Good midday you two! Coming at such a late time surely you two must be visitors as well... May i ask for your names?"
"Come on Ayumu, there are snacks inside! Snacks that are not on earth at all! They will be delicious!"
Yet this man known as Ayumu could not help himself but snicker softly, softly lettin out a small laugh before shaking his head towards the woman.
"Now, Now, it has become obvious that my name is Ayumu and that this little rascal is named Hana, let us go inside and enjoy this little celebration before we can get picked off..."
Taking this moment of calling out to those two people, Ayumu took a single telepathic connection up with this man inside of the building called Plato.
'Tell me, have you invited a saiyan and a majin? The male looks competent and has either a rather elegant master who trained his body or is incredibly well versed in training whilest on his side is a beautifull majin with a rather ample figure... If these two do not sound familiar, you may want to stay inside.
If not, please, come outside, i would love to embrace you and congratulate you before asking a few questions.'
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-Hana PL: 2,752,944 PL (x16 perm)
-Ship PL's : 5000 * 4 - 43014 *1
Ayumu is greeting the people outside and sending a telepathic message! Although hana seems excited about the feast that could be there!
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Jun 17, 2016 0:36:54 GMT
Within the S.S. Sharkfist, a specific hybrid was finally figuring out how to tie a tie. Such a simple piece of cloth could appear deadly to the typical humanoid throat if handled incorrectly. The hybrid, deducting that the more difficult way, took brief steps to eventually securing the tie upon his neck. A vein had sprouted atop his right temple as he had done so, that of which already began to fade away. Nearby, the seaweed woman Phae Waterfield had somehow procured her own set of clothing. Phae was visibly ecstatic for this upcoming event; a persistent sense of joy behind her wondrous smile. Fastening the final button upon her scarlet eastern dress, the seaweed woman swiftly floated towards her husband, whom of which was finally donning his tuxedo's jacket. The hybrid contemplated buttoning his jacket, or leaving its open for his waistcoat to be visible. " ...That was more complicated than I originally anticipated." " Make sure you can slip two fingers between your collar, husband~" " I've checked, thank you, Phae." " Ah, have you finished dressing yourself? Come on now! Let's go inside for the party~!" " Alright, alright - ...Phae, please don't tug - " The hybrid husband Celmaru Waterfield didn't expect to be dragged off the S.S. Sharkfist by Phae. Celmaru had spent several minutes fiddling with the white necktie, along with the rest of his tuxedo without ruining the entire thing; he didn't desire any messy moments yet. Frantically hoping to balance himself as his wife grasped his left palm with both hands, the couple made their way out of the elder's vessel. Despite the couple both suppressing their Ki immensely, the hybrid finally realized that Phae finally had an advantage between their powers; she had suppressed less of her Ki. Unable to resist, Celmaru found himself near Ayumu and Hana, whom of which were seemingly greeting other guests. 'Another Majin...and a Saiyan, most likely. Odd for a Konatsian monarch to invite such...seemingly normal people.'
'Do I hear a complaint, husband~?'
'No, you don't. I personally didn't expect it.''Regardless~, let's focus on having a wonderful time tonight, shall we Celmaru~?''...I'd appreciate it if you'd cease your dragging.'
'You'd better keep up~'Phae released her hands from the hybrid, however Celmaru suddenly grasped Phae's right palm with his left; intertwining his fingers with her own. Fortunately, the hybrid was able to sufficiently balance himself in the process, albeit he was lurched over as he nearly fell. The hybrid shifted his gaze to Phae, his facial expression contorting between embarrassment and hidden discomfort. The two grinned to one another as they met with Ayumu and Hana briefly.
"Hello, Ayumu~! We'll be inside if you need us~"
"Er...Hello, sir...its as Phae says, it seems."
The hybrid never went to too many parties in his life, however neither of them were all that important. If what Ayumu had told Celmaru and Denim held weight, then the judgement of the monarch Plato would begin soon. The entrance to the main hall was akin to that of a mere wooden door, as simple as it seemed. Celmaru's black, straight tip shoes stepped into the massive hall alongside a bountiful plethora of other Konatsian citizens; those of which appeared to be praising their new ruler. Phae was noticeably gleeful of this event; especially so that this would be considered her honeymoon. Whether a fight would ensue later that night or not, everyone would surely do their best to enjoy themselves, wouldn't they?
Thread PL: 259,111! Ki Setting active! PL is currently suppressed to 4,500! Phae's PL [25% Celmaru]: 64,777! Ki Suppression active! PL is currently 10,000! Celmaru's Suit/Tuxedo, for reference: prntscr.com/bhca9n |
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Post by Deleted on Jun 17, 2016 15:35:26 GMT
"So... This is planet Konats," Denim stated stepping off the ship in a full-length black gown with glistening black high heels and long, black gloves on. She had not expected the ground beneath her feet to be so sandy. It was going to ruin her lovely shoes. She followed behind the other three without saying a word as Ayumu seemed to garner information for them. The dress she wore hung loosely over her body frame accenting her hips and her modest bust. She stood there for a moment noticing that next to him was another woman whom Denim had not seen on the ship. She, unlike her, was dressed though in a full suit with bow fastened to her neck.
Demin pondered to herself, "When did she get on our ship?" She shook her head though and figured that this person must have come earlier. She heard Ayumu mention during his conversation with the Konatsian on duty that the girl's name was Hana, and that he seemed more then eager to let her come in. It almost seemed though that during this conversation's end he froze for a moment as if almost in a trance. "Ayumu?" she would finally ask hoping to hear him respond to.
She could see in the distance Phae trying to drag Celmaru in as well and hoped to catch up with them but not until she heard from Ayumu. The man, though not her master in the slightest, was the leader of this little posse for now. Even if Phae eagerly stated that if he needed them they, meaning her and Celmaru were going to be inside. Thanks to her eagerness, Denim almost didn't get a good look at her orient dress which was a bright red color. She also almost did not get to see Celmaru in his newly pressed tuxedo, which although it matched Ayumu's in many ways, was still good looking on him.
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Post by Plato on Jun 18, 2016 3:25:56 GMT
Plato was speaking to his council as he felt the powerlevel Of first negi then Shembha. He was slient as his council looked at him worried "You just stopped talking something the matter." Demetrius asked with a worried face as Plato turned and smile "No my guests have arrived i need to meet them." Plato said, "I will be back." He took of heading towards the ships at somewhat slow speeds. he was still recovering so he didn't want to hurt his body by going too fast. He got a telepathic message from ayuma to ask about the majin and the Saiyan...So, Ayuma had arrived as well "Yes, those some friends on vegeta named Shembha and negi i am coming to your locations as i speak to lead you to the city." He said 2 finger touching his forehead as he spoke back. "Don't worry, i will explain how this transpired, i am not a dictator, you are here two fold, one cause your my friends but i need to show what i'm trying to accomplish, i may of not told you everything about me but i am trying to bring freedom not a dictatorship." He said as he flew, he was worried about how they would react to him taking over a world by force and Itemmedaton, he needed them to be on side, if not then he would lose what he worked for.
He landed in front of Ayuma and his group looking at each of them. Plato landed tapping his cane against the dirt to hold himself up, with one of his arm complety covered in a cast from his wounds, he also had bandages down his chest though they could not be seen with his suit on. It was quite obvious to anyone there, that he was quite injured and still recovering from what ever life or death battle he got himself into. He saw Denim and smiled, at least he knew 2 of them but, the other people he had never seen before. A man with spiked hair, most likely a saiyan his powerlevel around 5,000 and this...woman (He had never seen seaweed.) He never knew earth had such weried customs, then again he is from another world, there this could be normal. "Hello for anyone that does not know me i am plato." He said with a smile looking around at the group "We need to get Shembha and negi as well, but i will do that in a bit, i need to first point you in the right direction." He said pointing northwest towards the location of the city. "That is were you want to go, it is the main city Ocarinn." He said before placing two fingers on his head.
"Shemba it is me plato, if your around your gonna want to head northwest towards Ocarinn city, it is the capital just making sure you are aware." He said telepathy so no one else could hear him before dropping his fingers. "Now to make sure you get there i'd like you to follow me." He said as he bursted into the air flying towards the city though he made sure to stay up with everyone else as bad as he could. He could not lower his ki so it be a struggle to go slower, in order to not speed ahead everyone else. He needed to stay with his guest for the whole party, that was his plan anyway as these were his friends "Feel free to ask me any questions i will be happy to answer." He said mid flight before landing in the middle of town were a large table was set up. There were about 10 seats ready for the group to sit down as He took the front seat in order to be able to see all his guests, before he sat down though he pulled all the shares out and walked up to one of the servants "What would everyone like to drink and eat, i will ask for the food and drinks so we can stay and chat for awhile, i assume for some of you that was an intention." He said turning before sitting down the servant standing next to him.
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Post by Negi on Jun 19, 2016 23:40:54 GMT
Negi wondered as he took to the air. It really was mind boggling that someone he knew ruled a planet, but hadn't Plato said something about being native to Konats? It seemed logical that the ruler of a planet should be one of its inhabitants. Like how Planet Vegeta was ruled by the saiyan Queen Zucceta. Besides, Plato had not given the young saiyan any reason to not trust him. It seemed obvious (to Negi at least) that someone wouldn't risk their own life to the public unless they felt that they were doing the right thing. As they flew, Negi decided not to comment on Shemha's newest acquisition. Normally, the majin always appeared in the same clothing. They never seemed to take damage, or even really shift around much. Then she had started wearing weights, and now she had a scouter clipped to her belt? A little confused as to why someone who could sense ki needed a scouter, he still didn't ask what she needed it for. Shemha, being a very pragmatic person, surely had some use for it. A shock of energy shot through Negi, and he twisted around to locate the source. He whipped his head around, looking to Shemha questioningly. "Do you feel that?" He asked quietly. "I've never felt such a tremendous power before."Whoever or whatever is was that was giving of that power must have been a hundred times stronger than the young saiyan. For some reason though, he didn't feel afraid. His gut instinct told him it was fine - and he had learned to trust it over the years. He was curious to find the source, but he felt that it was a safer bet to simply join the party first, then work his way toward the energy's origin. The two would surely land at the entrance. Negi held up his left arm to escort Shemha inside, still itching to find the source as it continued to come closer. Nearby, an older, mustached gentleman called out to them. The young saiyan tried to keep from staring at Hana, but it difficult, considering that it didn't seem possible for such a powerful being to exist. Negi considered asking Shemha to check with her scouter, but he decided that it might be considered rude to check someone's power level at a party. Negi held his hand out to shake Ayumu's far too early. After several seconds of simply having his hand stuck out in the air, he began to wonder if he looked weird. Rather than stand silent, he decided to instead introduce himself. He tucked his chin down slightly as he spoke. "Hello," he said to the four other invitees. "I am Negi, and this is Shemha. It's nice to meet you."
Another thing that was odd to Negi was the clothing that the other guests were wearing. Several of them wore a strange black and white get-up, with only slight variations. He wondered if Shemha had ever seen them before. Very strange...
It wouldn't be long before Plato rose up into the sky, directing his guests toward the lights of the city, but decided that the young saiyan would wait until Shemha was ready to follow the silver-haired king. Apparently, this wasn't the location of the main event. He pondered what the Konatsion had in store.
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Post by Shemha on Jun 20, 2016 16:24:51 GMT
The gathering energy signatures were not missed by the Majin. Like Negi, she sensed the one that stood out above the rest, but she did not become fixated. Such a level of strength was impressive yet beyond the initial discovery of the powerful individual there was little interest for Shemha. Her goal had already been set; she needed to grow stronger in order to serve those she had sworn herself too. Inspiration was not needed by the red skinned female. Even so, manners dictated that they meet the others, warriors she assumed Plato had invited to his celebration.
”I do indeed.
Alongside Negi, Shemha touched down. Compared to the rest of the group the duo appeared vastly underdressed. Upon seeing the formal attire she could not believe she had forgone such an important detail. In the past her master had never dressed her up for formal affairs, she was a servant after all, but now that she was technically a free woman, she should have taken it upon herself to wear something more elegant. Hopefully Plato would not mind, she would be sure to apologize to him the first chance she got.
That misstep side, she couldn’t have been more pleased with her companion’s progress in terms of manners. Not only did he bow his head politely, he introduced her as well. The time spent instructing him on the journey worth the effort .As he spoke her name she dipped into a bow. ”It is always a pleasure to meet the friends of a friend.” Once again she believed them to be just that, friends and allies of the man she had come to see. If not…this celebration was about to meet and abrupt end.
Thankfully, Plato himself soon reassured her of the assumptions she had made as the new ruler invited them all to head into the city. His telepathic message caught her off guard though, not aware that the warrior had such abilities. Unsure of how to answer him or if she even could, she just nodded her understanding. With a glance towards Negi she took to the air. Discretely she kept a mental finger on the others, tracking their signatures just to be safe. Her eyes looked to Plato as he led them towards the city. She had many questions, but decided to hold her tongue for now. In part this was to get a better read on the others before she revealed too much and partly because she didn’t know what to expect. This was the first invitation she had received to such an event as an actual guest, not a plus one.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Jun 20, 2016 21:04:36 GMT
Looking at Denim starting to step out of the ship Ayumu would simply move backwards and offer a hand towards the fair maiden known as Denim.
"I may be a old fart but it is in my nature to be as helpfull as i can"
Smiling rather happily and hoping to able to lessen the burdens of the walk towards the area by simply keeping contact between the two beings if atleast a small finger touch to just notice how flued the flight of his was, instead of a shocking motion from every time he would move his body it was as if the air itself created platforms for one to walk on, removing that little nasty danger of the sand harming your heels before then turning back towards the other two.
"We come from earth, with the conquerer of another planet there are many instances of where people start accusing a person of becoming a dictator, a ruler by force or such terms.
To inform a person of a conquerer by freeing its people as its idea has been brought up before... I require to see it with my own two eyes to spread the words.
As somebody who had trained the people on earth for so many times and has expeirienced so many diffrent kinds of people it would not be strange to get through some of the thicker heads and inform them."
Yet with a soft shake of his head when she spoke friends of a friend, Ayumu felt a bit of dissapointment in such a answer towards his greeting, letting out a soft laugh and taking out a small piece of candy while tossing it to the two of them infront of him, Negi and Shemha.
"Please, Take those pieces of candies and do not consider me a friend of a friend, i hate plato his guts, a real fucker he is! but hey, if i can stand being with him why would i not enjoy considering you two friends?"
Making fun of a king on such a short period of time after he was brought into his rule and even considering two strangers who for all rights could have been attackers friends so quickly would show just how easy going he was.
Refusing to pull up his weapons and flaunt with sheer strenght he was just going easily and would make certain to carry a honest opinion towards anybody.
While he himself went to ask a question, Hana had raced herself towards one of the people inside who would be bringing food and drinks and started to order every single item on the menu, people who are willing to join in on hana's eating fest to try out all new recipes, go ahead and sit by her!
"So, Plato, How did you come to rule and what should we bring out to the papers... I as a master of a few students cannot permit a dictator to rule and i hope you can promise for the honest treatment of a entire race.
If not that i hope that you will atleast be a neutral faction refusing to join hands with a group to grant them a sudden planet to rule because let us be honest.
Joining any faction as a king at your strenght may cause implications... to speak lightly."
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Jun 22, 2016 6:08:37 GMT
By the time that Plato had appeared and vanished...Phae was dragging her husband once more. Unfortunately, they also had gone through a cathedral; that of which a plethora of Konatsians were evacuating. There was odd sight within the area, as disturbing as a scarlet stain would be to be found inside such a place. Celmaru had caught a mere glimpse of a splatter of a certain bodily fluid. Promptly shifting their initial direction, Phae proceed to continue dragging Celmaru along, despite his claims to be able to keep up. Several moments would pass, the same action progressing as it would previously...the suspicious sight behind them.
"Phae...I told you I could keep up!"
"I apologize husband...yet I cannot contain my excitement!"
"You've dragged me away from the others and into the wrong location!"
"Don't worry husband~"
"...A bit late for that, Phae."
It was fortunate that the couple had significant ability within Ki Sense. There wasn't much effort in tracing the newfound monarch's Ki signature, however it was apparent that he was purposefully failing to fly efficiently. The seaweed woman hummed beneath her breath as the hybrid chuckled at Plato's immediate foolishness.Appearing from within a side road, an expansive table of sorts was adorned with foreign foodstuffs of all kinds; with Hana within the deadly, gluttonous concoction. Celmaru was glad to see his wife so gleeful, however if she were to drag him around each time her ecstatic behavior reached its peak...he couldn't guarantee his shoulder's survival. The two approached the massive table, a beaming grin upon Phae's facial features. In her immense excitement, the seaweed woman had released her husband from her grasp, meeting with Hana and the others swiftly.
'Ayumu...I apologize for disappearing like that...Phae had dragged me into a cathedral, therefore the incorrect location. I must apologize on her behalf.'
Scratching his head awkwardly, clearing his throat as he did so, the hybrid stood several feet away from the expansive table surface. Folding his arms across his chest haphazardly, shifting his forearms around, Celmaru picked at his suit. The getup did indeed enhance his overall appearance and increased the likelihood of a decent first impression, however it had already proven itself rather uncomfortable. Jerking his head off to his left, the hybrid's nape produced a prominent cracking noise; albeit the sound of the crowd swiftly drowned it out. On a night akin to this, Celmaru would usually find something to sate his hunger, yet tonight he didn't find himself particularly famished. The glow of the festivities didn't sit well with the hybrid; however it could've been simply the Konatsian atmosphere.
Despite the ten seats to accommodate Plato's guests, and the bountiful meals betwixt their spaces, Celmaru stood behind them. The hybrid didn't intend to appear akin to a lone wolf, however the time away from random visitors was well appreciated, along with stressing news of the universe's major powers, hoping to create a family with little issues to speak of, even training several people as Ayumu has...eventually that stress would affect any man. Qualms of his recent performance began to eat away at him, refusing to allow anyone to face it. Sighing, Celmaru began to step towards the table, finding both Hana and Phae sitting beside one another once Hana had concluded ordering everything. Consuming Konatsian cuisine swiftly, the seaweed woman's food was already ordered; anything between meat and some sort of alien vegetables.
"...I didn't think you would've eaten at all whilst we were here."
"I love coming across such wonderful food! The cuisine here is vastly different from Earth's!"
"Wouldn't that be exaggerating somewhat?"
The seaweed woman didn't respond, leaving the hybrid husband without an answer. With his arms still firmly folded, Celmaru beheld the sight of those two engulfing the nearest foodstuffs within arm's reach; oddly enough with Phae still retaining her proper manners. The hybrid shifted his weight between his legs as he simply stood behind the two; awaiting for another announcement or conversation to begin.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 25, 2016 11:07:08 GMT
Denim allowed herself to be lead to Plato's table by Ayumu but didn't really like it. There was just something about the old man that didn't sit well. Specifically, she came to realize, the fact he seemed to treat grown adults like children. For Ayumu went out of his way to toss little candies to the newcomers one, clearly a strong warrior based one the gi he wore, the other a strange, alien woman bowing to Ayumu now and introducing herself to the old man. "So one was named Negi and the other Shemha." Denim noted to herself breaking away from Ayumu at this point and making her way towards the table.
When she got there she could see both the tuxedo wearing woman and Phae stuffing their faces with food. At which point she'd pull out a chair, sit down, and quietly ask the two after Celmaru's talk with his wife, "Isn't it a little dangerous to eat all this food? You're going to hurt your stomachs I feel." Her elbow rested against the table at this moment and now Denim placed her chin into the palm of her hand. She was curious as how they could eat that much and made her curiosity known with a smirk. Her eyes wandered a bit and she would also notice Celmaru standing to one side of the group. Her focus though returned to the table when a waitress dropped a big platter of food before her.
"Eat," she encouraged, "we've made plenty of food and cannot have it spoil." Denim looked down at the plate filled with what might be pork, or close to it, and measured the plate with her hands now. Her mind calculating quickly the plate was three times the size of a plate of food served at a normal Earth restaurant, meals that were already big enough as is.
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Post by Plato on Jun 25, 2016 16:49:06 GMT
He sat down before locking eyes with Ayuma as he spoke, "Well i will start from the beginning as you can see i am pretty wounded, broke a couple bones...but my goal was not to becoming king but it just became that." He sat sipping down his wine before he began to speak, "As you know, i hate the kashvarr, when i came here i intended to kill most of them and destroy there power on the world. I headed to there base which is a large castle, well now it is rubble." He said looking around "I was forced to fight the Kashvarr strongest fighter a konstian named Socraties, and at first i had the advantage before he powered up and soundly defeated me. Of course i didn't want to die so i summoned the beast withen me and well....that was that." He skipped on most of the detail of the fight what mattered was the outcome and why he did it.
"I Killed the kashvarr, though the taxing battle left me unconscious then i was found by some of my fellow kin and token to a home to rest. Something came in me so i headed towards the castle, after i gained enough strength to move my legs, if you did not know the king of kontats was aware of the dealing, and allowed them to occur but the other reason simply put, i know more about the galexey then my other kin, and in the age we are in, people from other worlds will appear and we will falter if we are not strong, so i took the throne, of course i installed an olgicary, i will not allow one person to rule, there no point of getting rid of one society I see as evil yet replace it with one that is evil." He sighed his eye dropping he looking exhausted as he took a sip of wine. "I've took it apon myself, to free my people, i don't consider myself the man who will be fit to bring the golden age of my people, but someone on this world, will become that man, when they know about the worlds beyond ours, we must be prepared for an type of invasion or contact."
"As for joining you what you said is true, i really can't fulfill my promise, however when the time comes and i have to pick a side..." he put his head against the chair, "That is the time i fear most, i am aware of the sse and the earth war to an extent i understand that the sse destroyed the aroscian empire with the trees of might, i have an idea of the conflict, and while i'd purse peace, as of now kontats place is that of one of peace, were both factions can come without violence, though i highly doubt the words of a weak king will stop any violence." He said looking at them "If you wish to oust me out of power i will ask you who will rule in my stead, someone from another world?" He asked "Most of you must know that will never work, there will always be resentment, that why the people in my council are full grown konstian, i am not one myself, as i grew up in what i'd say was a prison."
He began to eat before sighing "My people need someone to lead them into the new age, i'd like to think that i am that man." He turned towards them "No enough about me this is a celebration let us eat and have a good time." He began to eat more focused on that right, he was hungry and the food was all his favorites, it made his life as king that much easier. This was the last day he could fool around, tomorrow he was king he could not just leave his world whenever he wanted he needed to be home to help the council rule the world.
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Post by Negi on Jul 6, 2016 18:48:11 GMT
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|  | Negi lifted his left hand up to snatch the candy out of the air. The smile on his face was validated by the smile in his eyes. Though there was something about this man that was odd. Something mysterious, but Negi pushed the thought from his mind. Still young, the thought of poison or some other foul scheme that the older gentleman could have concocted never entered Negi’s mind.
“Earth?” He thought aloud, wondering why the man and his guests would have travelled all the way from another planet if he disliked Plato so much.
Negi followed Shemha through the air, to eventually land at the true location of Plato’s party. In front of him was the Konatsian’s long table, with plenty of seats. The boy could smell the deliciously enticing aroma of the freshly-cooked food making its way to the table from the roaring loudness of the kitchen – quickly cut off after the doors closed to conceal the employed within.
The young saiyan stopped before sitting – he had chosen a spot close to Hana, in the hopes that perhaps his manners would seem even more manner-like in contrast. But first, he took a step to the side, pulling out the chair next to his. He waited, smiling, for Shemha to sit down before sitting down himself.
The food in front of him looked sooooo delicious. He carefully unfolded a cloth napkin to place on his lap… He did not simply gulp down the food without swallowing, but forced himself – with great effort – to chew slowly, mouth closed, and eat the food politely.
Focused on keeping himself at a lordly (in his mind) status of mannerisms, the boy did not ask anything of Plato. Rather, he chose to sit back and listen instead. The violence of the man’s tale was no stranger to Negi, or any saiyan, really. Though there were words and phrases within the Konatsian’s rhetoric (such as ‘oligarchy’) that Negi was either completely ignorant of, or only had a basic concept. The boy’s perspective had been so focused on Vegeta that he hadn’t bothered to learn much else. ‘Yet’, he thought to himself with a smirk. Now that he was free of Kabocha, he refused to continue in his state of ignorance – perhaps he would have to ask Shemha about it later. | | PL: 25,286 | WPL: 18,965 | KP: 3/3 |
(Sorry, there was an investigation and I was too busy dealing with cops to post anything) |
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