Post by Brassica on Nov 9, 2016 22:56:41 GMT
PL: 49,466
Light Weights: On
Weighted PL: 37,099.5
The Simian Goddess of the Moon was bored out of her skull. Who would have thought that the heart of the Solar Saiyan Empire would be so boring and quiet? You would think with all the Saiyans and such around that it'd be a lot more boisterous but apparently not. The territory in the Tuffle Ruins that her Simians had managed to carve out for themselves was progressing smoothly enough, with some of the vegetation that they'd brought with them from their homeworld managing to thrive and change the soil into something more feasible than the barren wasteland that it was originally. True it would take a lot more time before any semblance of a real jungle was formed in those ruins, but it was a promising start.
Right now though she was just walking through the streets of the Capital of Vegeta, finding herself without much to do. "Never thought I'd miss the daily struggle to survive, or the damned raids." the short-haired Saiyaness said to herself as she walked, reminiscing about her foster-world she'd been on for the majority of her life. Her tail flicked around behind her as she walked, lazily swinging just as bored as she was. It didn't help either that apparently most of the Saiyan Empire's soldiers were all off-world somewhere or something... word had it they were all either on Earth or Namek. She briefly wondered if the Solar Saiyan Empire was still trying to conquer those two worlds... it would explain why everything was so damned quiet on Vegeta at least.
Brassica sighed as she continued to aimlessly walk down the various streets. Of course she couldn't get any real information because for all intents and purposes she wasn't exactly formerly a member of the Solar Saiyan Empire just yet, nor the military. Damned place was a full on military code pit at times. But, what you gonna do when the Saiyan race was a warrior culture eh? Of course she had to avoid looking up at the full moon right now as well. Whilst she could control the transformation into her Oozaru form, she didn't particularly feel like stomping around in the gigantic form right now either. Plus it may draw the wrong kind of attention to her. "Urgh, I'm going stir-crazy..." muttered Brassica to herself.
Light Weights: On
Weighted PL: 37,099.5
The Simian Goddess of the Moon was bored out of her skull. Who would have thought that the heart of the Solar Saiyan Empire would be so boring and quiet? You would think with all the Saiyans and such around that it'd be a lot more boisterous but apparently not. The territory in the Tuffle Ruins that her Simians had managed to carve out for themselves was progressing smoothly enough, with some of the vegetation that they'd brought with them from their homeworld managing to thrive and change the soil into something more feasible than the barren wasteland that it was originally. True it would take a lot more time before any semblance of a real jungle was formed in those ruins, but it was a promising start.
Right now though she was just walking through the streets of the Capital of Vegeta, finding herself without much to do. "Never thought I'd miss the daily struggle to survive, or the damned raids." the short-haired Saiyaness said to herself as she walked, reminiscing about her foster-world she'd been on for the majority of her life. Her tail flicked around behind her as she walked, lazily swinging just as bored as she was. It didn't help either that apparently most of the Saiyan Empire's soldiers were all off-world somewhere or something... word had it they were all either on Earth or Namek. She briefly wondered if the Solar Saiyan Empire was still trying to conquer those two worlds... it would explain why everything was so damned quiet on Vegeta at least.
Brassica sighed as she continued to aimlessly walk down the various streets. Of course she couldn't get any real information because for all intents and purposes she wasn't exactly formerly a member of the Solar Saiyan Empire just yet, nor the military. Damned place was a full on military code pit at times. But, what you gonna do when the Saiyan race was a warrior culture eh? Of course she had to avoid looking up at the full moon right now as well. Whilst she could control the transformation into her Oozaru form, she didn't particularly feel like stomping around in the gigantic form right now either. Plus it may draw the wrong kind of attention to her. "Urgh, I'm going stir-crazy..." muttered Brassica to herself.
