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Post by Carva on Oct 12, 2016 2:01:47 GMT
Thread PL: 108,918 Resilium Core: 980,282 Inhibitor Gauntlets ACTIVE: 245,066 Ki Setting: 20,000 Having had the pleasure of the Bio Androids company once again, Carva had found himself calm. However, the one thing about being a warrior with such immense Ki was that you were easily bored. He'd forgotten just how much of a Saiyan he still was as he stood atop the tallest skyscraper in the city, his are crossed over his massive chest. He'd lowered his energy to mirror that of a weak Saiyan Elite, and he could have passed for one as well.
The SaiyAndroid was a tall, imposing figure wearing solid black Saiyan armor with red trim who casted a huge shadow over the South Capitol. His long black hair whipping behind him in the wind, he turned his head and his eyes went blank for a moment. A quiet beeping could be heard as he scanned the area for above average power levels, and finally...there it was. To him, it was unimpressive. But this was what he recognized as a Saiyan's Ki signature. A pure blood? Here on Earth? Hrm...interesting. I should go check this out. If nothing else, I can deliver a meal to Noxa. He chuckled to himself, evil grin spread across his perfect features.
Slowly he levitated off of the building's top and then slowly descended toward the source of Saiyan ki. Upon reaching the street, he'd find a Saiyan male standing there alright and he himself would stand in front of the Saiyan with a cool look in his amber eyes. His voice was mechanical and cold as he asked. "Who are you and what is your business amongst the humans?"
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Post by Rafar on Oct 25, 2016 1:38:10 GMT
Power Level 20, 408
Rafar walked through the streets of the south capital growling to himself as passersby swerved out of his path. He shoved his hands deeper into the pockets of the leather jacket he had “acquired” earlier and walked towards his favorite takeout place, embarrassed that he was becoming so dependent on Earthling cuisine. He was a warrior, not some corrupt bureaucrat, spending money on whatever he pleased. At least none of his people were present to witness this humiliation, which was a small consolation to the Sayiajin's wounded pride.
He had spoken too soon.
An extremely large figure swathed in full Sayian battle regalia landed right in front of him, questioning his presence in the human city. The humans surrounding the pair stared, and then began moving swiftly away from the impending confrontation between the two warriors. He was glad he had decided to leave his weights at home today, it seemed he would need every scrap of his power if this turned into a brawl, which it probably would if the man’s appearance and power were any indicator. “Well hello to you too fellow Sayian, and to answer your question, I’m not intending to destroy any Earthlings as of this moment.” He gave a glance to a human male that bumped into him, which promptly made the being scamper off. Rafar returned his gaze to the figure in front of him, his limited experience on this planet leading him to believe that this man was attempting to protect the Earthlings. “I am trying acquiring some parts for my gravity chamber, the name is Rafar by the way.” He stated, deliberately avoiding the truth. “How about you Mr. Imposing, what are You doing here?” Belatedly, he realized that that last statement had not been very polite , but he had never been very tactful.
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Post by Carva on Oct 25, 2016 14:10:56 GMT
His armor would gleam in the midday sun and he'd look like quite a sight standing before the smaller Saiyan. He smirked slightly. The kid was brash, he'd give him that. Truth be told, he could crush the Saiyan in one hit if he saw fit but he saw no honor in it. Carva circled around Rafar slowly, his amber eyes looking him up and down, examining him. He grinned slightly. "Nice jacket you've got there. Where did you get it? I thought I saw someone wearing that jacket before..."
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Post by Rafar on Oct 26, 2016 1:32:07 GMT
The warrior circled him like a predator examining its prey before it leapt in for the killing blow. Definitely not a comforting analogy to consider, and Rafar turned slowly to match the Sayian’s slow pace. He commented on his jacket, to which Rafar would only smile, “I found it in what people call 'a store', I know an Earthling that sells some fine clothes, and maybe I can hook you up? People are going to get sort of suspicious if you stroll around in full battle regalia, might attract some unwanted attention.” Rafar would continue to follow Carva's slow circling , crossing his arms as he did so.
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Post by Carva on Oct 27, 2016 1:11:01 GMT
The SaiyAndroid took in Rafar , as if studying him as he spoke. Being of Saiyan heritage himself, he always found an interest in those of his former blood. His amber, almost dead eyes would move over Rafar's form and he'd find himself envious of the organic Saiyan. Carva would let out a sharp breath and fold his arms, staring off into the distance. "Hrmf. You've no idea of how fortunate you are, kid. Never lost your tail, I assume? Never died, that's for sure. You're a pure blood , am I right?"
Dying. It was a strange thing to be jealous over but Carva knew full well that he had no need to fear death. For some, this would be great. He'd heard of certain Makyoans who'd wished for immortality in the past in hopes of ruling Earth. But Carva? These past few weeks for him had been more yearning for his mortality. Where was the challenge in a battle one could not die in?
He looked down at the grey pavement for a moment , shaking his head. He'd sigh, until he was broken out from this trance by the Saiyan's words. "Maybe you are right, kid. But the fact of the matter is, I know what I am and above all I am a warrior. But I do have a good..." a slight smile crossed his face, and he continued in that smooth baritone. "...friend who sets me up with plenty of fashion choices. But you know, I am so used to wearing this armor that sometimes I forget , plus you never know when some Billy Bad Ass will show up and try and destroy everything."
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Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Nov 3, 2016 22:55:59 GMT
Carva: 1188 pl. 140,659 > 141,847 Rafar: 551 power level. 20,408 > 20,959
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