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Post by Vi-Poi on Oct 2, 2016 7:22:53 GMT
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Vi-Poi landed on the Lookout. It looked empty, but he sensed a big power or two in the porcelain palaces centered on the great tiled circle. He guessed one might be the new Kami he’d heard something about, but just in case it was something else he raised his reactor to battle levels. He’d worn his black fighting armor too, just in case there was a fight.
Glancing about, he unhinged his left arm at the elbow and watched as the Seven-Star Dragon Ball came rolling out. Catching it his hand, he stared at his reflection in its glassy, orange surface. It was time to put things right with Zucceta, just as the Eternal Dragon had done with Realigner Red.
It suddenly occurred to Vi-Poi that he hadn’t thought of the best way to assemble everyone. An absurd thought came from the ghost of Poi, an image of an early morning cartoon show featuring different sorts of Zoanthropes geared in ancient armor and weapons. The heroic Zoan Warriors had assembled by putting their blades into the air and letting their spirit energy crackle up into the sky, usually before doing battle with their nemesis, the evil Lord Cretin.
Vi-Poi snorted at the idea.
With Vi-Poi gaining more power, Poi’s ghost was getting more and more rambunctious, more comfortable, more involved. And Vi-Poi’s own understanding of Poi’s life was becoming more formative, as if some heavy fog was slowly lifting from his mind, revealing fine detail where he’d only known basic shapes. He remembered the walk to school through his comfy residential neighborhood, enjoying the smell of the cedar and fir trees wet with autumn rains, and the scent of newly-minted textbooks when he got into class. He could freshly recall the hot embarrassment Poi had felt when he couldn’t at all climb the rope in gym class, and the quiet shame when no netshow agent had responded to his audition tapes, which he and his friends had worked all summer on. Yes, he remembered those friends now, too, and though the fog still hid their names, a warm feeling of unmistakable joy filled his machine heart at the recollection of their faces. They’d grown together, and made adventures among themselves that eclipsed the Zoan Warriors.
The android lifted a hand, letting that feeling spread out through his fingers, and suddenly a blade of chi sprung up into the air. Outward the ghostly blue blade grew, upward, until it wriggled like a bolt of lightning trapped and slowed in time.
“Zoan Warriors, unite!” Vi-Poi yelled, silvery voice booming through the air, the bolt growing in brightness and magnitude until it was a pillar of light that sparkled for miles. He guessed that’d show the way well enough.
( beep beep Celmaru Waterfield Bing Gan Maeve Rakshasa Defrosch @tokoz Zucceta )
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Post by Bing Gan on Oct 2, 2016 8:11:18 GMT
[Thread PL: 343,088 | Cyber-Serpent (x29P) Active! Current PL: 9,949,552!]
The Cyborgified former Guardian sat deep in the Lookout, his eye shut tight as his mind focused. It'd been quite some time since he'd had the pleasure of simply sitting in silence in the depths of the large plateau in the sky. The droning sound of the large pendulum slowly swinging above him caused Bing's few worries to drift away for just a moment.
For the first time in what felt like ages, he was able to think about something other than fighting. He wondered about how his own children would look. A dragon/human Hybrid might have some goofy features, after all. Maybe they'd have tough scales underneath their bright green hair, or maybe they'd be able to wield a sword bigger than their body within a week of being born! His mind wandered farther, reaching even odder questions as time ticked forwards.
Before he could dive deep into some truly crazy thoughts, his scanner picked up a massive surge above him. Judging by the immense artificial power output, there was really only one person it could have been. Bing ghosted a smile as his eye opened. He slowly stood, making his way towards the large spiral staircase which would lead him to the surface.
It took him only a moment to arrive at the top, greeting Vi-Poi with a quick wave of his metallic hand. "Howdy, Vi. You need something?"
He noticed the glowing orange orb in the Premier's hand before the radar in one of the pouches on his belt had the chance to go off. It was clear what Poi was here for now. It was time to make that wish, and get things fixed. Bing simply nodded, fishing his own Dragon Ball from a cloth pouch on his belt.
"It's that time already, eh? Crazy to think we were able to find them all again. I just wish we didn't have to use it to fix my mistakes of all things..."
He gripped the single-starred orb tightly in his organic hand, moving closer to the Azure Android as he did. It wouldn't be long before the others showed up and they could get this show on the road.
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Post by Maeve Rakshasa on Oct 2, 2016 10:09:11 GMT
"Oi!"
A normally light and gentle voice snapped out as a third presence suddenly made itself known. With a gentle breeze the new kami would step before the two cybernetic men. Her regal and serene aura was contrasted by the the annoyed twitch of her brow and the soft frown crossing her lips. The heavily pregnant woman stepped towards Vi Poi before crossing two of her arms, placing two on her hips and throwing to down two at her sides with balled fists. This created an amalgamation of her varied stages of annoyance in a visual display. "Shouting in such a loud manner and turning my lookout into a glowing beacon for whatever nonsense you're bringing here is unacceptable! Mr. Premier!" She growled, her glowing eyes narrowing to demonic slits while light gold scales flushed with her anger.
"In a months time there will be a child here please be mindful of that!" She scolded, waving her finger as if she were practicing for said child. She cut her gaze to Bing, suddenly directing her ire toward him. "This is something you should be thinking of too Daddy. Your pregnant fiance shouldn't be the only one stressing about her child AND the planet!" The mommy Kami said leaking her stress with a sigh of exasperation. She ran a hand through her bright red locks before she settled her fidgiting on holding her forehead. After a few moments of breathing she'd close her eyes.
"Sorry, the hormones are driving me up a wall... I shouldn't have snapped." Her headfins lowered as she had a complete gearshift. Her moods seemed to be swinging pretty hard.
"What brings you here Premier?" She asked, a bit calmer now as she shifted to a far less aggressive stance while she also tilted her head in a curious manner.
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Post by Defrosch on Oct 2, 2016 12:42:55 GMT
[ Thread PL: 78,483] [ UT] Liquid Ki - Mist Active! Ki suppressed to 10000]
Somewhere nearby on the planet below in the peaceful atmosphere of Fukurou forest Defrosch was... Fishing, it happened to be one of his favorite hobbies. He wasn't there alone however, after having a talk with Bing, he had decided extend the offer of a formal meeting with the current queen of Vegeta; Zucceta. Perhaps it was at some point an alarmingly risky, dumb idea; but he wanted to talk about the potentiality of peace, and in a weird way he figured it was beneficial for someone with a very obvious dislike of Arcosians to, well... Have a regular conversation with one, to come to terms with her recent actions by talking to someone that she had hurt, especially so as she had sucked his birth planet dry of life, later attempting to invade his current home on Earth, and thereafter attacking Kanassa in the same way she did Arcose... Even though Defrosch didn't care much for the Arcosian Empire (which he made a point to mention very clearly, quickly and concisely), he couldn't stand the suffering of those caught in the crossfire- the truly innocent. Of course, he also knew about the historically rooted violent hellish rivalry that the AE and the SSE had and he just wanted to fully understand from a perspective that wasn't his... There had to be a way to truly end it without more violence and bloodshed. Naive as he might be to think that, Defrosch wouldn't be swayed from a goal like that. Seeing the beauty of life and the potential of the galaxy sure does weird things to people. Now all that was left was to summon the ancient, all powerful reptilian mega-genie with the gathering of the seven mystical spheres known as Dragon Balls! Sure enough, the signal had come; Defrosch's scouter that had been sitting next to him had beeped, alerting him to Vi-Poi's presence on the Lookout far off in the sky... If that didn't the Premier's goofy beacon sure did. Defrosch stood up, making the preparations to pack up his fishing gear before speaking up after an undetermined length of silence. "I suppose we should get going then, eh?" With that, he would fly off towards the holy platform. After landing, he would snort, giving a short chuckle as he wandered past Vi-Poi. "Zoan-Warriors? Really? Dude. It's all about Omega-guy and Disguise Driver these days." Defrosch grinned as he waved to Maeve and Bing, it looks like things were still going great with these two; which is really all the Arcosian could've wanted for them, but now was time for some serious business rather than a tea-party. "Sssoo... We've got six of the seven, right? Who're we waiting on?" He would inquire while revealing the four-star Dragonball he was carrying.
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Post by Etoru on Oct 3, 2016 2:05:22 GMT
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Etoru was currently in his room on the lookout. He sat on his bed, swaying his feet back and forth pouting a bit. He had a black eye, which wasn't that dark of a shade anymore since it had a bit of time to recover, and a small bump on his forehead which was suppressed by his headband. He let a small exhale escape his lips from sheer boredom. These past few months, his only goal was beating Zucceta, so he had sights to focus on...but now that he got his butt kicked, he was pretty lost and unsure on what to do now. Kind of like finishing a super long japanese anime series...!
Suddenly...he felt a massive surge of power. A blue light flooded his room. Looking out his window, he blinked, seeing Vi-Poi there. Meanwhile Bing approached the premier of Earth entering the scene. He noticed a dragon ball in both, Bing and Vi-Poi's hands. "Wait...but wouldn't that mean...---it's happening now?" A smile grew on his face. "Oh man! I never seen shenron before...! This is going to be so cool!" Etoru ran towards the stairs and immediately bolted down as fast as his little legs could carry him. He zoomed towards the exit...or in their case, entrance, of the palace in glee. He fired a few ki blasts in the air and yelled out to his hearts content. "Are we going to summon shenron?! Why isnt he here yet?! Did I miss it?!"
He stopped in his tracks after seeing the third member of the party. It seems that he was busy being a little to excited that he didn't notice Maeve standing there. Clearing his throat fast, he grasped both his hands and looked down on the floor. "Hello, glad you could come to our lovely home Mister Vi-Poi sir." Despite his efforts to act well mannered, the hyperactive hybrid raised his gaze a bit to notice Maeve's four arms. "Oooooh...did you have your baby Maeve? Did it...grow inside you? Spooky...but I guess it makes for being the ultimate warrior huh! What's it's name?!"
Before the boy knew it, Defrosch arrived at the scene with a familiar power level following him. Etoru frowned. "That bully..." he mumbled. As if on cue, his black eye and forehead throbbed slightly in pain. He whimpered a bit before shaking off the pain. Like everyone else, Defrosch had a dragon ball as well...they made it seem so easy to find. Maybe when they came again, he could wish for something really cool...like...an ice cream island! Or becoming stronger than Vi-Poi...or...OR EVERYONE IN THE GALAXY! But for now, he had to focus on what their current wish was...! Wishing back all the damages that have been done in these recent events.
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Post by Koldar Frost on Oct 3, 2016 4:15:56 GMT
(Pardon the intrusion, but this seems to be a good time to come in.)
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"Hmm... Where would she strike..?"
Once more, the Commander was in his quarters, looking over a 3d projection of the Planet Earth, rotating to show the individual continents. On this map, several cities were mark, with small lettering no more than 3 sentences long next to each. Even the moon was looming over this projection, believed to be a opportune moment. Koldar had been slaving over this model of the planet, since his interrogation of that saiyaness, Kaile. She'd bragged about Zucceta having captured a former defender of the planet and brainwashed them via cybernizing. Yet, due to an intervention by the Premier Vi-Poi, who Koldar believed gone silent for the past few months to prepare, that man was rescued.
His head was throbbing, unable to calculate an idea on where'd she strike. His sensors had been keeping track of what was going on in and out of the atmosphere, but while that was happening, she slipped in! His personal senses, too, had been going wild, due to only having unlocked that sensing ability. Powers around the globe, and even some of those were clipping in and out of Koldar's head like an ancient theater projector!
"Grrah," he shouted, slamming a fist on to the table, "I can't concentrate like this! Need to get some fresh air..."
Koldar exited the room to the bridge of his ship, the Frostar. He whistled to the bustling room, before announcing to the rushing soldiers, "Keep up the work, men! We don't know when the SSE'll strike! I'll be taking a break right now, and be getting some fresh air. Carry on your duties!"
He quickly made his way out of the ship, and out to the open hangar, owned by the BBA. Today, it seemed a bit deserted, despite the few working on a couple of jet fighters. The captain figured, if he came here and docked the ship, he'd be able to get SOME information from this 'ally' he made... They didn't even flinch a finger, when Koldar announced his intent to transfer that brat saiyaness to them! To share information on their shared enemy! Koldar gave them the stink-eye, before flying out of the hangar with both hands behind his back.
Koldar's senses flashed, halting him in place and directing his attention to somewhere southwest of here... There was an odd gathering of some of massive powers. Some as strong as his monstrous state! Amongst them all, Koldar felt a familiarity among them...
"That presence... I know that presence," he muttered to himself, "It feels like resentment... Angst, I should say as well... Defrosch? What is he doing among all those presences? Is this a meeting of sorts?"
As he thought about it, he recalled something, back from his discussion with Polara and he! Defrosch had been able to contact Vi-Poi before! It made Koldar think out loud, "Wait a minute... Vi-Poi does have that ability to attract people to his side, and Defrosch was able to contact him... He must be meeting with Defrosch and some of their allies!"
Koldar, without a second thought, immediately rocketed out of the base, having forgotten his scouter. His soldiers could work without him. This was far more important! If he met with those people now, he'd be able to figure out a plan to fight Zucceta and her forces!
The old Arcosian blew past the mountains and plains like a missile, eventually finding himself at a familiar forest. It reminded him of the time that brat, Kazar, ran up to this forest foolishly, not even remotely taking Koldar's order into account! It infuriated the Commander, but at the same time, it helped Koldar remember how to be a proper officer. The Arcosian flew over the forest, going closer to its center.
In the distance, an enormous pole stood! Koldar quickly stopped, shouting, "What the hell!?"
He nearly smacked into it, headfirst! He looked around it, wondering, "I nearly smacked into this... thing! I don't recall seeing this column... Ah, nevermind! Where are they hiding?"
Koldar stepped to the ground, looking around the spread of green and brown around him. It looked like people were here not too long ago, but they weren't here. Yet, the captain felt he was right underneath them!
"No... No, not here... Not here either," he pondered loudly, searching quickly around the open field and in ring of trees. Yet, there was nothing! It was confusing him, the Commander stroking his chin and looking back at the pillar. He cleared his throat, thinking, "Did they go up this pillar, perhaps? It looks quite old, yet it seems to be holding... A hidden compartment?"
He went around the pillar, tapping it and trying to listen for anything hollow. Only full bodied taps came to! He rubbed his forehead with one hand, thinking, "Did they just climb this thing..?"
Only one way to find out, and that was to climb... That, he would do, but through flight! He exploded off the ground like a rocket and flew up the pillar! The various symbols and etchings became a continuous dark brown hue as he rose up. As he did, the sight of a strange platform came to, but his senses were going wild and directed him further above. There, he went, and the oddest sight came in view: A massive floating upside down dome came to his eyes!
"How the hell did we not pick this up on our scanners," he thought loudly! He flew just inches away from the platform, eventually hitting the topside of this plain! There, a grand temple of pink and orange-yellow stood, with palm trees and bushes on a sleek granite courtyard. There, as well, stood several individuals, including both Vi-Poi and Defrosch!
The commander greeted them both first, landing softly on the slabs, "So this would be why we haven't been able to contact or find you, Mr. Premier and Defrosch! Tell me, who are-"
Koldar stopped speaking as everyone came into view better. There was a cybernetic man there, with a strange orb in a robotic arm he recognized all too well: SSE tech! It was a sleeker design, but it still had that nature of 'metal slabs being put together,' in comparison to Arcosian technology. Was that man Defrosch told Polara and he about? One of this planet's defenders?
"Hum... Mm... Is, uh," Koldar asked, stammering as he stared alarmingly at the man, "A-are you the man who... Who..."
(Koldar has arrived!)
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Post by Zucceta on Oct 3, 2016 21:36:16 GMT
It was time.
The armoured warrior followed the Arcosian hero, Defrosch, a rough sack containing her three Dragon Balls under her robotic arm. They had, honestly, sat mostly in silence, Zucceta occasionally grunting a response to small-talk. When the pillar of light extended into the sky, the queen of saiyans was partially relieved. She hadn't much the patience for fishing; she'd rather explicitly meditate rather than pretend to care about the 'sport' of fishing.
Arriving a moment after the meta-morphing fighter, she briefly considers if she'll need to punch anyone today. Her eyes briefly land on Etoru's bruises. Coal hues travel to Bing's cybernetics, before finally looking past Maeve to Virtual Poi.
She nods brusquely before raising the sack to shoulder level. "Brought 'em."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2016 22:31:16 GMT
Thread PL: 9,586,632 (x33 Permanent)
"I believe you would be waiting on us." With Zuccetta arriving, it was time for the final delegation. Originally, Walker had intended to come alone. However, when he handed off his Dragonball to Celmaru to watch while he went to Konats in order to deal with Arias, it had occurred to him that the self-deprecating powerhouse would likely refuse to watch, thinking himself "Unworthy" or something. So, he simply let his friend keep the orb, until this day had arrived, in order to force him to come along. It was far too important to simply miss out on, especially after his comment about wishing to see the Dragon for himself. The first of Wild Hunt's two masters arrived first. The new heads of the two martial art schools may or may not have reached the ears of those assembled, but if it hadn't, it would become clear now. Appearing as per his usual method, Walker moved out of a rift in the air. Floating just above the Lookout's surface, his toes hovered above the polished tile. Bowing, the tree straightened, looking at those assembled. "Kami. It has been a long time. Bing, Defrosch, Vipoi. It is good to see you again, my friends. Quite the auspicous occasion, no?" He was dressed rather differently than before. Where he had originally worn a long hooded robe in green, he now wore a more varied outfit. His upper body was covered with a sleeveless vest, black with emerald tracery, and the crest of the Crane School on the front. The high collar came nearly to his chin, and a pair of long sleeves with padded ends covered his arms. His lower half was covered by the rest of the garment, a royal purple robe that was split along the legs, in order to allow him greater freedom of movement. His long, heavy tail snaked out a hole in the back, just below the wide white sash that completed the ensemble. Folding his arms behind his back as was the tree's wont, he looked behind him. "I suspect my fellow, newly minted Master will be arriving momentarily, if the energy is any guess. I will allow him to introduce himself, but I suppose it is worth noting we are here as members of the same group. As good a time as any to introduce Wild Hunt, in part at least." Nodding pleasantly, he half-turned to allow Celmaru Waterfield, when he arrived, to land beside him, affording them equal presentation to the rest of the group. Said turn put a new person into his view, one he was unfamiliar with. "Greetings, I don't believe we have met. I am Walker, and you are?" He had never seen Koldar before, nor was he sure who, precisely, the Arcosian was currently stammering was. Glancing over, he chuckled slightly. Ah, the changeling was scared of Bing. Reasonable. Leaving him to react in his own time, he turned slightly to the last major player here. Last adult major player, anyway. Etoru was still bothering Maeve about Dragons and the summoning. "Hello..." He paused, unsure how to address her. Queen? Lady Death? Mrs. or Ms.? After a brief hesitation, he continued. "Hello, Zuccetta." It would suffice for now. |
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Oct 4, 2016 0:03:16 GMT
Today had begun to consist of the strangest form of conundrums. The events between awaking for the day, and finding himself within the expansive void of Walker's abundant portals were something akin to a blur. The individualized hybrid didn't have enough time to bring his wife along; yet perhaps this was for the best. Within the hybrid's pocket, a perfectly circular sphere resided. One of seven magical Dragon Balls, one that the hybrid memorized as the Three-Star Ball, was simply concealed by a mere fabric pocket. The hybrid husband Celmaru Waterfield found an unprecedented anxiousness as he floated about within this void. Was it what outfit he had donned prior to entering this space, or perhaps it was the possession of the Dragon Ball? Celmaru couldn't decided upon what it truly was.
"...Phae is going to yell at me once I get back, isn't she?"
The one and only seaweed woman, the one person that was often beside the hybrid, was nowhere to be found this time. Phae Waterfield would currently be at the current Waterfield residence; resting. The hybrid tugged at his collar, noticing a particular exit before him. Expunging air from his lungs in an elongated sigh, Celmaru would haphazardly prepare for this potential mess of powers. Fiddling with his suit's upper catches, the brilliance of the distant light swelled to ever greater intensities. Clearing his throat, the violent light vanished, replaced by an unfamiliar scene. A plethora of Ki signatures invaded the hybrid's mind; some vastly more powerful than others.
Celmaru, upon his arrival, wore a rather simple martial arts uniform. Atop his left breast, a Turtle School kanji was displayed plainly within a circular perimeter. Even upon the uniform's backside, branded in an equally plain manner, another Turtle symbol was displayed. The hybrid's shirt, loose and rather baggy with its sleeves, was held together by catches. The fabric, refusing to deviate from Celmaru's common clothing, was a flat black hue. A white stripe revealed the catches perfectly; allowing the miscellaneous details to be revealed alongside the Turtle kanji.
The hybrid's pants, also refusing to deviate from the previous color theme, was a deep azure; deep pockets further concealing the final Dragon Ball. Simple boots carried the new Turtle Master's feet, thin strips of rope tying the boot to the ankle without laces. These boots were a particularly dark grey.
"Ahem..."
The hybrid cleared his throat once more, concealing his lips with a fist. This palm would recede swiftly as he overheard his cue to greet himself. Walker, already allowing him that time to do so, took a brief utilization of the given cue.
"Greetings. I am the newly appointed Turtle Master; Celmaru Anton Waterfield."
The hybrid took a brisk bow, resting his right palm upon his chest.
"I do apologize if I'm tardy...however I believe I have something that we all may need today."
Standing upright, Celmaru began to dig into his left pocket. Despite his rather formal mannerisms, whether that be determined by the others or not; an exponentially increasing nervousness was swelling within him. Fishing out the Three-Star Dragon Ball, it would rest atop Celmaru's palm, glancing at Walker for a moment before raising it to his shoulder-level.
"This, yes?"
Celmaru has arrived! Phae will be absent for this event!
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Post by Vi-Poi on Oct 4, 2016 1:04:42 GMT
Daddy? Vi-Poi’s brow furrowed up in surprised confusion at seeing Bing and this… pregnant, six-armed demon… together, until his memory banks jostled him with a name. Maeve of the Rakshaha Clan. Yes, her and Bing had been engaged. He’d met her briefly while bringing some donuts to a big meeting at the Lookout, but she hadn’t been Kami then.
His blue eyes fell to the gentle swell of her belly. Bing Gan, father of a demon.
Poi’s ghost let out a bout of hooting laughter at this, flooding his mind with juvenile zingers. Bing the dingdong demon-donger, the Sexorcist. Bing likes ‘em ancient and scaly. Better keep him away from all the dinosaurs in Paozu!
Tuning Poi’s bubbling barrage of jokes out, the blue-haired android gave a cringing, sheepish grin at the chastisement, rubbing at the back of his neck. “So sorry Miss Maeve, I mean, uh, Kami. I got a little carried away.”
His grin grew at the sight of his friend, the spirit near his circuits drawing closer. His eyes sparkled with mirth as he retorted, “Yea, boy! And maybe your next woopsie won't involve you getting your arm torn off, eh? Fingers crossed. And we won’t just be reversing the things you did while a slave. We’ll be reversing all the damage Zucceta has done since she used the Tree of Might.”
The Seven-Star Dragon Ball spun into the air and began orbiting him like a small orange moon. “If there is anything that can counter the destructive magic of the Tree, it’s Shenron.”
Suddenly assailed for his fandom by a new arrival Vi-Poi put his arms akimbo and retorted to Defrosch, “The Zoan Warriors would wipe their asses with Omega-guy.” He blinked after the words came out. It was something Poi would have said. But it was true, too. With all their energies and friendships in harmony, the Zoan Warriors could direct all the powers of the cosmos.
Etoru’s arrival put Poi’s ghost back in the box a bit. He made the android a little wary, and it wasn’t just his hyperactivity. He’d tried to ruin the moon, on a whim. Poi’s ghost sent him the memory of the lower graders in his school rushing through an Buildo blocks art project, thoughtlessly stomping across it and toppling one of the smaller buildings in a spray of colorful plastic cubes. Yes. The recklessness of a child, only this one has a multi-million power level.
If Etoru made him wary, Koldar made him sheepish and somewhat ashamed. He’d agreed to help him restore Arcose, and then had sort of fallen into other duties of running and defending Earth. Well, if this wish went the right way, it’d restore Arcose anyway. I’m busy. Poi’s ghost piped in with an imitation of an exasperated mall-girl’s voice.
“Commander Koldar,” Vi-Poi greeted with a nod. “Yes, I’ve been… busy.” He finished the word slowly.
Zucceta landed, followed shortly by Walker and then Celmaru. The android’s face brightened at seeing the Queen, and Poi made some cheesy royal trumpet noises in his head as they exchanged looks. Was she his friend? That was perhaps too strong of a word. But she’d done something that he was convinced no SSE ruler in her place would have – she had turned onto a path of peace, when she could have grown even stronger in war.
Walker and the unfamiliar Saiyan he was warier about. He’d never seen the latter, but of course was well-acquainted with the former Caretaker. Here was a being of much mystery, whose future path was mired in shadows and doubt. Would they have to fight each other, one day? Walker had backed down at the last moment and surrendered the Seven-Star Dragon Ball to him, but only after Vi-Poi had withstood the Kikoho. “… I refuse to let anyone stand in my way of fixing what has been broken..”
He nodded gently to them both after a long moment, then stepped forward to speak.
“Thank you all for coming. We’re here to summon the Eternal Dragon. I intend to ask Shenron to restore all of the damage caused by the Tree of Might’s usage. I believe this will cover not only the restoration of Arcose and Kanassa, but such a wish should also restore Bing Gan to his former self as well, since his disablement is directly attributable to the events of Kanassa.” He glanced around. “This will save many, many lives.”
Slowly, the Seven-Star Dragon Ball wobbled away from Vi-Poi, hovering near the center of the gathering.
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Post by Bing Gan on Oct 4, 2016 2:06:08 GMT
Bing's somewhat down mood was lifted a bit as Vi-Poi explained the wish he wanted to make, cracking a few jokes whilst he did. He chuckled a bit, spinning the dragon ball on the tip of his metallic index finger. "Y'know, if i lose another arm I think I get a free Ice Cream at McBao's. I wonder if I get to choose the flavor..."A loud, bark-like shout came from the entrance the of the Lookout's grand temple, the sound of which caused Bing to nearly drop his Dragon Ball. He turned around nervously, a guilty look strewn across his face as his fiancee berated him. Though he wasn't sure what exactly he'd done wrong, he figured apologizing was better than not. "Sorry Hon'..." he said somewhat sheepishly. Soon enough, more warrior's had arrived, the first of which being Defrosch and Zucceta. The Cyborg gave the two of them a welcoming nod. Had he the ability to, he would have given Zucceta a smile. Etoru darted out of the innards of the Lookout mere moments later, looking a bit worse than usual. He sported a few bruises on his face, clearly a gift from the Queen of Saiyans. The young Hybrid introduced himself to Etoru surprisingly politely, causing Bing to chuckle. "Who taught you proper manners? Did Zucceta's punch jiggle your brain a bit harder than it should have?"The next to arrive was an interesting one; an Arcosian, apparently from the Arcosian Empire in some way. He addressed Vi-Poi and Defrosch first, but it seemed his voice had caught in his throat for some reason. His attention turned to Bing, who's brow raised curiously. Koldar stumbled over his words, trying to question Bing. The Cyborg nodded, turning his head away for a moment as he replied. "Yeah. Whatever it is you're about to say, I'm probably that guy."Thankfully, the last of the arrivals appeared nearly in unison. The large tree known as Walker, and his student, Celmaru. The two of them were dressed up in some more "fancy" Gi's, seemingly a sign of their new positions as leaders of the Crane and Turtle schools respectively. He gave the two of them a polite bow, before turning back to Vi-Poi. The Premier quickly explained to the whole crew what the planned wish was. Bing moved forwards, placing his ball directly below the hovering seven-starred one that Vi owned. "Sounds good to me."
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Post by Maeve Rakshasa on Oct 4, 2016 7:48:33 GMT
Maeve clasped her head with two hands as her other four helplessly flailed while more and more people started filing atop her lookout for...Something or another. While Etoru and Defrosch were fine and more than welcome: the sudden appearance of both Walker and Zucceta caused her headfins to shoot up in alarm. Given their last interactions she wasn't entirely convinced that things would be completely cheery or even civil between them. She could imagine all manner of potential problems arising from this and was already feeling completely overwhelmed. Now all she really needed was Ninjin and Toma to show up and make things even more awkward and stressful for her. She exhaled suddenly and closed her eyes. Her hands all clapped at once as she let the gushing surge of water magic within to wash over her. With another exhale she'd feel her mind free itself from concern and stress as she left herself open to the flow of the world around her. Her glowing eyes slowly opened revealing her incredibly focused yet completely serene expression. Her gaze darted among the faces of those gathered as she effortlessly gilded through the growing crowd. To most, her gaze only lasted for merely a second before moving on. Yet for both the newly christened Turtle Hermit and the grizzled Arcosian Commander her gaze seemed to linger. Her sharp eyes of molten gold kept an even stare as she apparently sized them up and 'felt' their auras. With a simple click of her tongue she would turn away. Before Etoru could protest the golden dragoness would scoop him up into her arms. Despite the cool air she seemed to be giving off now a smile still played on her lips. "The baby still has another month to go Etoru, we are still talking names but since Bing was gone for so long he doesn't get much of a say." She said playfully looking to Bing. "But I suspect her name will be Ember." She paused, an unhappy memory of a time that could flashed before her eyes as she thought to her Trial of the Future. She shook the feelings away however as she felt the need to address the newcomers stepping foot on her lookout. "To all gathered here who may not know me: my name is Maeve of the Rakshasa clan, or Kami if you'd prefer." She cut her gaze to Walker, giving him a nod as if to acknowledge his earlier greeting. "This sacred lookout is my home as it was (and technically still is) the former guardian's and the guardian's before him. It honors me that you would come here to undo the mistakes war has brought upon this realm (even if I would have preferred a heads up.)" She shot a surprisingly sharp glare towards Vi Poi before continuing. "Please respect this sacred ground while you are here." She concluded with a bow of her head, allowing the ceremonies to continue.
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Post by Defrosch on Oct 5, 2016 13:29:17 GMT
While Vi-Poi was so sure of the Zoan-Warrior’s strength, Defrosch had some other ideas. “Sure, sure. Doesn’t explain that one part in the crossover special though, does it?” He would reply, adding in a friendly elbow jab directed towards the blue haired android, it was all in good jest however. “Nah, I’m kidding, the Zoan-Warriors are pretty neato.” With that thread of small talk sorted, several others had begun arriving to the Lookout’s main platform just after Defrosch and Zucceta.
From within the main building, out bounced the ever energetic young lad; Etoru; sporting recent injuries from his recent battle with Zucceta. ‘Yeesh, looks like they both went full on…’ It was quite the explosive bout, and even though Defrosch wasn’t there, he may as well have been; the pressure the two put out at the time was immense!
Another odd duo had approached right on cue as Defrosch asked about who they were waiting on, Walker was instantly recognizable of course, but something about the spiky haired man behind him made Defrosch double-take. Taking a second to think on it, he recognized the Saiyan moments before he introduced himself. “Oh hey, I remember you, you were at Satan City park. Celmaru, right? I recall someone else was there with you… Your wife, if memory serves.” Defrosch looked over Celmaru’s shoulder, expecting another plant-like entity to be there, but the lady in question; Phae, was nowhere to be seen. “I do hope she's doing well. Send her my regards later, eh?”
Hearing an all too familiar gruff voice approach, Defrosch’s brows furrowed for a moment as he pinched the bridge of his nose before turning to the source to confirm his suspicions as to who it might be. ‘Tsch, shit.’ Koldar of all people had managed to blunder into this situation to no doubt satiate some form of curiosity. “You see, I was-” With a glance towards Vi-Poi mid sentence, and promptly getting onto the totally-legit-excuse-mobile, Defrosch quickly caught his composure. “-also busy. Largely classified work. You know how it is.” The Arcosian hero moved over slightly, both in a bid to obstruct Koldar’s view of Zucceta and to face Maeve, giving her a tired expression, indicating he had some issue with Koldar’s presence, as it could cause some unwanted trouble. ‘Sometimes I wish that I knew how to pull off telepathy…’
Defrosch waited patiently as Maeve formally addressed the group, noting portion of Maeve’s speech in particular; he looked over at Vi-Poi with a slightly pouty expression, tapping his foot like some sort of disappointed parent. “Ya didn’t give her a heads up- Mrrgh.”
That was neither here nor there however, as in the end; Maeve was surprisingly okay with the situation regardless of being given a sufficient warning of the incoming ceremony, which put Defrosch at ease. The planned wish came as the next order of business, and while Vi-Poi’s suggestion was all well and good, Defrosch felt as though there was more to be done. He stared intently at his reflection within the four-starred Dragonball that he held, seemingly lost in thought before suddenly speaking up. “It is clear that the Dragon Balls are of phenomenal power… However the wish must transparent and specific. Entirely foolproof.” Defrosch’s gaze shifted around as he looked to the group. “In order to put everything right, we must go as far as we can go. To leave no misdeed overlooked…” His cyan eyes eventually came to a stop at Zucceta and Bing. “And no regret left to fester and boil within those willing to repent.”
Moving forward to the gently pulsating one and seven star balls, Defrosch gently set down the four-star with his Liquid-Ki technique. “As such, I instead suggest we instead wish for all the damage and chaos caused by Zucceta and her allies within the last year and a half to be undone.”
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Post by Etoru on Oct 5, 2016 16:17:52 GMT
As Etoru greeted Vi-Poi, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes at Bing for his comment. "Grrr....Zucceta's punches were weak! I took them on no sweat..." Averting his gaze to the floor, he then mumbled, "And for the record, Ms.Maeve doesn't like it when I do something 'improper' and she says that I should learn to 'behave'..." He closed his eyes stubbornly and let out a groan of annoyance. "And besides, you should be telling that jerk to have manners, I greeted him and he just gave me a look...! Isn't that considered rude...?!" Etoru's eyes locked onto Vi-Poi, glaring furiously at the android. "What's his deal...ermmm...he always gives me those looks and I dont like it...."
Those thoughts were swept aside when Zucceta arrived to the scene just after Defrosch. Before he even had a chance to rant, Maeve scooped him up and answered his question he asked recently. His expression of anger immediately transitioned to confusion. "Wait what...?" He blinked blankly. "One month...?" His eyes sparkled in excitement and his smile grew. "Seriously?! Oh that's so cool! Did I do good being a bodyguard?! This is so excit---wait...did you just say 'she'..." His arms drooped and his eyes seemed half open. "....Seriously...mannn! That stinks. I wish it was a boy." He pouted, showing his disatisfaction.
Suddenly, his eyes widened. He felt an intense amount of power coming towards the lookout...it was stronger than Zucceta's...?! Yet...it seemed so familiar somehow. Before he knew it, Walker arrived at the lookout. "Is that...no, it can't be? But the ki is so similar...there's no way that's Walker...ugh, stop being stupid Etoru, how many other tree people do you know..." Etoru narrowed his eyes. He bared his teeth a little. "How did he get so strong....! It isn't fair....I worked way harder than that loser....! And once I reach new heights, somehow he manages to get a lot tougher too?! Ughhhhh...."
And without a second to spare, yet another familiar face arrived. Though he only met him once, he was a really nice person! Phae too! "Yoooooo! Celmaru! Hi!" Etoru said, waving frantically. Etoru couldn't help but notice what he said though. The new master of the turtle school...? Looking at Walker, he couldn't help but recognize that insignia! The Crane school emblem...! Etoru knew what happened with Reikiko....but what about the teacher for the turtle school...whoever that was anyways. Well, doesn't matter. Serpent school for life right?
Etoru watched as they discussed on what would be the best wish to make to restore the damages. He blinked blankly, his mouth slightly agape. Suddenly, a perfect idea came in his mind. He raised his hand making 'oo!' sounds as if he were trying to get called on. "I know what we could wish for! Why not just wish for me to have ultimate power, and then I could restore everything...!" He smiled brightly, liking the sound of that.
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Post by Koldar Frost on Oct 5, 2016 19:34:34 GMT
The cyborg seemed to know what Koldar was talking about. Vi-Poi, meanwhile, had been lax, telling him that he had been busy. There were a couple of new arrivals, as well as another person that seemed to have been in the shadows. Defrosch got in the way of Koldar's view, and he thought nothing of it originally. The pregnant woman, who seemed the most relaxed of them all, had introduced herself as the guardian, or Kami, of this 'lookout', being named Maeve Rakshasa. Koldar gave a bow to her, with arms behind his back.
One of the new arrivals was this sort of tree... Thing, that vaguely was shaped like an Arcosian itself! It greeted itself as Walker, and his friend, a half-saiyan, greeted as Celmaru Waterfield. To which Koldar returned, "I am Commander Koldar Frost of the Arcosian Military."
"What the hell's going on here," Koldar thought to himself, trying to keep himself composed, "Some of these people are giving me the thought they could rip apart the entire forces of the AE on their own...!"
The commander also saw these strange orange orbs together in hand. Meanwhile, as Koldar had begun wondering Defrosch had entered some cult, Walker's sentence immediately turned his attention to the person behind Defrosch! He shot Defrosch, and the rest of the people there a disgusted, betrayed look.
"What the hell is this," Koldar muttered, eyes becoming reddened, "Why... IS THAT CHILD MURDERING, FAMILY DECAPITATING BITCH HERE?!"
Rage enveloped him, his Suppressed state shattering in a veil of green flame! His armor shattered, too, as his entire body became stream-like. A wound from what looked to be ages ago came to view as well, a concave, greyed area over his right breast. His eyes bore into Zucceta, his two fists raised up and his left leg bent! His tail pressed heavily into the ground, looking as though it were going to assist in propelling Koldar forwards! His energy built up up, too, in him, suggesting that he was readying an attack! Koldar understood Defroch was blocking Zucceta, originally, from his sight. He wasn't sure if he was trying to defend her for some reason. He demanded from the much younger Arcosian, "Move out of the way Defrosch... I'm not going to say this again!"
(Koldar's now entered his True state and he's looking at Zucceta, a clear intent to kill there!)
(Current PL: 687,290)
(KP: 3/3)
(Eps Purah Kahnsh (Level 3) (MP3) PL: 100% current. Next turn will be 200%!)
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