I sure as hell didn't grow that (Walker/Namorel/Invite) Dec 6, 2016 22:06:56 GMT
Post by Accordio on Dec 6, 2016 22:06:56 GMT
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Accordio, despite the absence of Lusca or any other Namekian who would or could have helped him, had decided that today was the day he fixed up the building. Ever since a supposed saiyan android supposedly self-destructed in his home, there had been a gaping hole the size of a fat namekian. Not just portly or chubby, but the size of a building type of fat. Accordio met one in hell before, but he was more or less being used as a bowling ball for some sort of sadistic game... Accordio was one of the pins.
Shaking his head of that rather unpleasant memory, he focused his gaze on the jagged edges of the exploded hole of the building. Lifting up his arms, he focused his own energy in his body into his fingers. His digits started glowing, empowered with his body's energy, as beams of key left his phalanges and towards the edges. His ki enveloped the edges of the building, repairing the Guru facility slowly but surely.
A while back, just that alone would have worn out the young guru quite a bit, but ever since he left hell, became the guru after no one literally tried to contest him and, in fact, actually were in favor of his going into power. And especially after creating the dragon balls, his ability to create things was rather minuscule compared to the stress and power strain going on within him as he created the wishing orbs.
Spending a good couple of minutes, it was relatively easy to reform the exterior of his new home, a job that really did not require the help of others. Well, cleaning the mess of that dead saiyan droid was quite literally a job he needed help with, but thank god Lusca was a nice enough to lend him a hand.
Feeling as if he was done for the day, the Guru left his home and hopped off his plateau, floating his way down to the ground and to his personal Ajissa garden. Apparently one of the lesser namekians had recommended it as a way to therapeutically treat his issues of living in the domain of hell for an extended period of time. Needless to say, it was able to enjoy it and keep himself rather sane due to it. Hell, he had no reason to do this as he's gotten to a point in which he could get off of his gardening trend, but he's doing it for the satisfaction of growing something.
Landing onto the ground, he noticed something quite odd. Raising an eyebrow, he noticed that there was a god damn crater in his farm! Furrowing his brow quite deeply, he sighed as he approached the crater without a care for himself if it was something dangerous within. Despite the possibility it was something dangerous or nothing at all, Accordio's eyes beamed up in glee once he saw the giant orange sphere snugged away in his garden. Then he chuckled, realizing that this Dragon ball, out of all places in the world, decided to land quite literally less than 50 meters from where he created the damn orbs.
Accordio grasped his hands around the five-star ball as he barely manages to pull the thing out of the crater. Rolling it out of its imprisonment, the Guru started to realize that it was going to be quite a very difficult trek up his own Plateau with the ball in hand. Nonetheless, he was up for the challenge, his arms darting to his sash and undoing it. Taking off his sash, he wrapped it around the ball multiple times before tying it up. Smirking at his rather makeshift doohickey, the young Namekian tugged on his sash as he started flying back up to the Guru home, having such a hard time believing his luck was going in his direction.
His mind wandering, he had not realized the sets of life forces heading towards his home...