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Post by Accordio on Dec 6, 2016 22:06:56 GMT
[Thread PL: 13,929 PL]
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...
@tokoz
@namorel
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Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2016 3:26:41 GMT
Arcing through the skies of Namek, Walker's form beheld the landscape below. He had seen little so far, and was now exploring the planet as he considered what Xylo had said. Still, it was but one input, and he had learned better than to let a single person decide his fate. He was still going to consider it, but with many other forms of input.
As he moved, he suddenly noted a small power, with another power moving towards it. It wasn't much, but it was larger than most he had encountered so far. Turning, he began moving towards the energy in the distance, curious as to what it was. Due to his massively higher speed, he managed to arrive before the other power, and landed gently in front of what was Guru's dwelling. Not that he had any idea.
"Greetings." His thoughts were directed at the Namekian he could feel coming this way. "Who might you be?"
(Short, but I'm exhausted and Walker's kinda distracted atm)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2016 4:32:17 GMT
 | Namorel
Powerlevel: 71,608 |
"It's finally the time, I can meet with the guru. Perhaps he can offer the guidance I need... one of the few reasons I came."
Namorel spoke to himself as he flew off in the direction he had been indicated. A little bit of question asking had led him to a few sources that gave him the info he needed to find the plateau of the Guru, where the leader of the Dragon Clan namekians rested and led the group. Despite his many years on Namek in the past, Namorel had never earned the opportunity to meet the exalted leader of the mystic dragon caste namekians, or any of the caste leaders for that matter, perhaps his seclusion in his village had hindered him all of those years ago, but now he had the liberty to accomplish what he may not have were he to have stayed in his village here on Namek a few months ago.
"Who... where... what?"
Namorel came to a halting stop as he heard the voice in his head. It came from seemingly nowhere and he had no idea how to respond to it. After a moment of utter confusion and fear of his mind being invaded he would continue on his way, keeping his eyes open and scanning for landmarks or signs of development with the Ajissa Trees that were grown in uniform patterns generally. Frequent ponds of green water dotted the landscape with the tiny blue/green frogs happily living their lives below. Namorel maintained his focus however as he drew towards the location of the guru.
KP: 3/3 [No Techs Used] OOC: Not too much for me to build up with atm, did what I could. Accordio @tokoz |
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Post by Accordio on Dec 8, 2016 1:33:00 GMT
Just as the young violet robed guru reached his plateau, he heard a voice ring out in his head. Eyes widening, he turned to the left and right, wondering where the hell that came from. As he was bewildered, he accidentally let go of what he was carrying, his giant orange sphere bouncing out of his sash and heading towards the middle of the plateau. A worried look on his face, Accordio dropped the sash on the edge of the rock before chasing after it, not wanting it to be found quite so easily.
... ... ... Damn it all!
Accordio could just feel the awkwardness fill the air as he saw a humanoid here, though he was not paying attention to the features of this person as his attention was focused on the rolling dragon ball. It rolling further and further, the guru leaped into the air and landed on top of the ball, letting out an 'OOMPH' sound out of his mouth due to the sudden pressure on his torso. Sighing with relief, he pushed himself up onto the blue grass that adorned the plateau and looked into the general direction of who he saw earlier, only to have his eyes narrow in, his eyelids closing as he was trying to comprehend what he was seeing.
A tree. A humanoid tree standing on top of his mountain, looking down at him. He could see some ki bursting from where its eye slots were, giving it the facade of having eye balls. Accordio just stood there, completely baffled at what he was seeing. And then came what he felt from the tree, as it seemed to having a living life signature similar to the Noxa woman. Yes this thing had some traces of Namekian life energy, but he could not make ends or tails of him. He has seen a dragon form out of the balls, but seeing a tree stand upright in the shape of a humanoid was quite literally asinine to him. The guru also had not connected that the tree might have been the one to make the message from earlier.
His brow furrowed a bit as a thought went through his mind, a thought which made him feel quite disappointed. This must be a dream! There was no way a tree can walk and have a living life energy like him and the others who actually looked sapient. Which meant that him finding this orange sphere was quite literally a figment of his imagination. Slumping his shoulders a bit with a bit of a somber look on his visage, Accordio says out loud, "Why the patkura does this have to be a damn dream!"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 9, 2016 15:16:23 GMT
As the small Namekian came into view, Walker bowed politely. "Greetings. My name is Walker." The Namekian had narrowed his eyes, as if confused. What was the issue? Had he been rude?
Tilting his head, he folded his arms behind his back and walked closer. Normally he would glide, but he had been informed that the method of travel was "Spooky." He had no idea why skimming just above the ground, toes trailing over the earth, and legs unmoving would be scary, but apparently it was, and this Namekian seemed oddly unsettled by his presence, for whatever reason.
Pausing as the young alien slumped, his own limbs dropped in a slump as he stared back, confused. "I... do not believe this is a dream? Why would it be?" A moment later, and he processed what the Namekian was sitting on. Now, he too wished it was a dream. A dragonball. A very large one, but it was clearly one of the 7 orbs. From a look, it appeared to have 5 stars on it. Well...
Fuck.
That made things exponentially more complicated. Cupping his chin, he considered things for a minute. Well, he had intended to for a while now, but with this development... "Pardon me, but I must ask: Do you know where I could find the Guru of Namek? I came to this planet looking for him, as I have heard he can impart great wisdom to others, but I'm afraid I have no idea what to look for."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 10, 2016 7:00:00 GMT
| Namorel
Powerlevel: 71,608 |
Namorel continued his flight forwards, intent on arriving at the guru's plateau as soon as possible, not wanting to lose any more time after that odd incident that had occurred to him prior with the voice, still without explanation to it he ventured onward, the green grass and Ajissa Trees zipping past him as he flew forwards, feeling the occasional ki signature of the frogs below him, but these only were once their miniscule powers came into perspective to an inattentive namekian. As he drew closer he felt something... immense, something much, much more powerful than himself, this made him cautious to move forward, but this close to the Guru of Namek... as a Warrior Clansmen it was his duty to investigate these matters.
Seeking out a nearby cliff side in view of the Guru's hut, Namorel would watch from here. Seeing the... thing below it obviously being the source of the signature and another vastly lower signature accompanying it. Surely the lower power was the guru, but this thing... it appeared to be a sentient tree, albeit it was not the most confusing creation he had seen before when comparing it to a dog whom had been fused with a rice cooker. For the time being the namekian would keep his distance from the location of the hut, training his ears on their location to tune in on any conversations they were likely to have without the need for him to be there.
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Post by Accordio on Dec 11, 2016 5:42:30 GMT
And now the thing was talking, or at least he assumed it was it reacted the instant the tree and Accordio made eye contact. God this was just the weirdest dream. I mean, he could swear he could feel the dragon ball, and he could not remember even falling asleep or anything on those lines that could lead his imagination to take over his consciousness. Though, talking trees was quite literally something that can not be real.
So, just like with dreams, the best way to confront them is to actually go with the flow, rather than to fight and disrupt the reality of the dream verse. Hell, when your consciousness wanted to create a fake story to have fun with, the more you fight it the more it gets weird.
Shaking his head, Accordio would say rather normally with the tree man with such a normal look on his face while pulling himself on top of the orange sphere, sitting on top of it, "Oh, never mind my musings. I was just having one of those kinds of days you know. And apologies if I seemed rude Mr. Walker. My name is Accordio, pleasure to make your acquaintance."
Yup, so far the plan was working rather well, as he felt rather calm and peaceful despite being face to face with a very strong being, whom was a tree. In fact, the guru felt as if he was not going to be in any danger no matter what, but dared not push his luck as minds and dreams are very fickle creatures, reacting in very abhorrent ways if messed with. And it seemed that his mind was going to push his luck a little, as the wooden man seemed to inquire about the guru. The tree man having come to Namek in order to find said guru, but had no idea whom to look for.
Chuckling a little, the small namekian place a hand on top of his knee as a smile was brought about his face, Accordio answering in turn, "Well, I can tell you where you can find the Guru. First, you hop off of this mountain, and fly around out planet once before returning here. Then, and only then, would you realize that I am the guru, though I think I just spoiled the joke a little. Kami above this is why I don't do humor... I am the guru you are looking for Mr. Walker, what is it you are really wanting?"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 11, 2016 22:10:09 GMT
"Greetings, Accordio. It is a pleasure to meet you." The young Namekian seemed a bit oddly cheerful after his previous comment. Did he still believe that this was a dream? Awkward, if so.
His face remained stoic, and easy task when one has no apparent facial features. Nodding slightly, bowed. "Well, greetings then, Guru. I apologize for the unawareness. I was familiar with someone who was intended to be Guru, but he was sadly killed, as I understand it. I am pleased to meet you." Pausing, he tilted his head to one side. "I suppose this is a bit selfish, but I call Master a former Dragon Clan Namekian. He has now passed, but one technique I always idolised was the ability to heal, one I never learned. I may be a capable martial artist, but I wish to be able to keep others from death as well." He sat down, staring at Accordio.
"In addition, I seek the fabled wisdom the Guru is said to possess. Recent events have left me adrift, and so I decided to fulfill a former goal of mine, to train under the Guardians of the universe." Now that he was paying attention, he noted another power signature nearby. Turning around, he stared towards it. "Friend, why don't you join us? I confess, the staring from afar is a bit unsettling." Beckoning towards himself and the Guru, he turned back. "If it is alright with you, of course? I'm not sure if you know this person."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 13, 2016 2:49:00 GMT
| Namorel
Powerlevel: 71,608 |
Keeping his post on the plateau, Namorel's ear would twitch as he continued to listen to the conversation between the sentient tree and the power that felt of a namekian. It seemed as if the tree came with a less than hostile motive in mind, however Namorel did not want to take this at face value however, instead waiting on the plateau for a sign or command to make his way to the guru's hut. Meanwhile the words of the tree made Namorel wonder who this person he spoke of that was to take the seat of the guru before the current one came into power. In time however his presence would be noted by the tree.
Listening to the tree, Namorel would make his way towards the namekian hut known to hold the guru. It would only take a matter of seconds before his leather clad feet once more touched the ground, taking further steps towards the structure to turn a corner and see the two standing before him. The tree came as odd as expected, but the namekian was... underwhelming, the small and young namekian stood there with a dragonball underneath his bottom. Namorel leave a comment under his breath, in the little sarcasm he has.
"I expected you to be taller..."
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Post by Accordio on Dec 18, 2016 0:33:58 GMT
Upon listening to the tree man, the first thing he talked about was healing. Oh god not this again! No one wanted to visit him to say hello or to help him out with something. No, they wanted to learn about him. Though, then again, maybe it was what the young guru wanted, as he believed his subconscious was bringing these people into fruition and acting in such a way. And this tree man was not as bad as those who wanted to tap into their more dormant sides of powers, but just wanted to learn about healing. However, he mentioned about a former dragon clan namekian being his master of sorts, which brought all sorts questions to the forefront of his mind.
Shaking his head a bit, he overhead the Tree talk about another person nearby, to which Accordio would agree with on the fact that he should be here. And to Accordio's surprise, it was another Namekian who was of decent strength. Even stronger than Lusca, this guy was much stronger. Though he apparently started with the wrong set of words, so the guru decided to snap back in an attempt at a witty comeback.
"And I expected you to be here and protect Namek while that red menace thing happened, and while Xylo was messing up the country sides. Though, apparently we both failed our expectations in those aspects them, wouldn't you agree? Now, just for clarity's sake, mind introducing yourself? Just so we're on the same page, and just in case you weren't necessarily listening, I'm Accordio and that thing is Mr. Walker."
Smiling a bit as he was more confident than usual as this was all but a dream! None of what he says or days here would matter anyway, even though he would have been quite saddened by the fact that he had done nothing.
Turning back to the tree, Accordio would continue by speaking his mind, "And for you learning about wisdom.... Well, I am young and all, but I would like to consider myself wise and logical, albeit not informed on many things. But I would like to learn more about you before I even consider thinking of imparting you some wisdom. I mean, I do not wish to impart what wisdom I have on those who have no plans on aiding me and the planet in the future."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 23, 2016 23:55:12 GMT
Walker raised an eyebrow at the snarky Namekian. "Why does height matter?" Shrugging in confusion, he nodded as Accordio introduced him. "Greetings."
The young Guru made a good point, though. He did intend to help this planet, this was true. "I can understand that. Among other things, I intend to aid in gathering the Dragon Balls. I believe there was another set until recently, they granted a single wish, I assume that to be the case here." He gestured to the orb. This one was far larger than the ones on Earth, actually. Well then, here goes.
"I am Walker, an artificially created Life Form. Part of my essence comes from Namek, and I previously was a student under a Namekian named Scargot. I was the caretaker of his abode, until he vanished and his successor fell in battle. After that, I began to train, growing to my current strength in the intent to prevent such events as the destruction of Namek and Konassa from repeating." He gestured away. "I live on a flying island, known as the Cathedral Verdant. I am quite skilled in magic, but unfortunately most of my skill is combat based, a fact I hope to correct by learning the healing arts of the Dragon Clan."
"I originally came to Namek to consider my path forward, but having discovered another set of Dragon Balls, I would like to aid in recovering them, so they may be used and lay dormant for a time. If they remain active for too long, I fear that those who would wish this world and others ill may make use of them." He was deeply concerned the SSE might cause problems, but the newly rising Arcosians could be a problem as well.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 29, 2016 22:40:19 GMT
| Namorel
Powerlevel: 71,608 |
"Would you throw an infant bird off of a structure and expect it to fly away?
Thinking foolishly will only lead to further discontent."
Namorel spoke towards the younger namekian crossly in his own native tongue. It felt amazing speaking once more in his own language, being on Earth had made the common speech a regular for the namekian, he just hoped the tree man, Walker, did not know the laguage as to keep the small comment between him and the guru. With each passing second however his view of the Guru position shifted, and not particularly in a fond way either, rather he was disappointed in the current mindset he was sure he get from Accordio, his discontent and out right bluntness was far different than what tales had told him of the all loving Dragon Clan leader(s), but this young, brash namekian was not of this sort it seemed. Especially to non-natives to the planet of the namekians. Time with the humans had made Namorel realize this mindset was foolish as there was plenty of good people in the universe form all races that were are not namekian, but rather many of them are otherwise.
"It isn't really a matter of height, but rather I had not anticipated the Guru of the Dragon Clan to be as young as he is. But rather older than me himself."
Namorel replied to Walker, assuring it was more so the matter of apparent age rather than the height in question. The mention of the dragon balls by Walker however made him cautious of the artificial life form as notions to recover the dragonballs, either Earth's or Namek's; as it seemed now, were ever for a wish that helped more then the user. Although he only vaguely heard what the Earth dragonballs were to be used for and was sure that went over as they planned. Keeping himself aloof, he would allow the other two to speak as they please, and wait until he was requested upon or mentioned for the conversation itself.
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Post by Accordio on Jan 1, 2017 3:35:56 GMT
"I would not have assumed you were weaker that long ago. Apologies, but I return sass with sass, as I do not tolerate disrespect without due cause. So if you wish to make a good impression, try not to harp on moot points that make no difference. Plus, you have not introduced yourself. You should correct that when greeting new people."
Retorted back in Namekian, looking back at the rather rude namekian. Who was he to just appear and give the guru unwarranted sass. And it seemed that this taller Namekian was not done sassing the new guru, as he started to go on about his expectations for the guru of a planet to be older in a sense, not a young fletchling who has yet to even reach double digit status on his age. Shaking his head with palm in hand, he continued speaking but in a language that the tree would understand as well.
"For one, you forget that just like I have said, the Dragon Clan were hunted down by the Makozu. I was the one who took action when others did not, plain and simple. The old Guru seemed to have up and disappeared, leaving the Dragon Caste without a leader. Even when I made my claim, no one stopped me, but I in fact got the praise and commendations of others the instant I sent my message out. Without opposition, I became the guru, plain and simple."
With that said, he turned around to face the woodman once again as he started to speak once more. Mentioning aiding in gathering the dragon balls, key word being aid. Which meant that this being was not intending to take away the orb from Accordio, which was a good sign. Wanting to return a good show of faith to his dream compatriot, Accordio would correct him.
"Three. I've heard of those pathetic Earth Dragon balls. The namekian who made those balls must not have the potent amount of potential within them, as our dragon grants three wishes."
Then the tree started introducing himself... And he was yet another artificial being. After meeting Noxa briefly, Accordio was now all too acclimated with those of the artificial variety. And it was also very grating to hear on how everyone seemed to want to learn something from the Dragon Clan. Although irritating the small guru on that degree, he made up for it in how the wooden being seemed to agree in gathering the balls as quickly as possible to prevent others to use it for malicious intents.
"Agreed. I only summoned them forth so that I can wish for a powerful warrior, one that would prevent those like that Red Robot patkura from destroying the planet again. One who could stop those like Xylo from ravaging our lands once again. And ones that can stop idiots from acting like complete fools in front of me."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 3, 2017 4:28:44 GMT
Raising an eyebrow, Walker shrugged slightly.
"If you wish to converse in Namekian, I have no issue with that. It is not a tongue I am used to, but I can manage." He was pretty certain Namorel had not wanted him to understand any of that, but he really didn't care.
Wait. The Namekian Dragonballs granted three wishes? That was... interesting. He did intend to help Namek, but if there was three... perhaps he should think about something for himself. His mental wellbeing, if nothing else. Nodding, he chuckled slightly. "That may well be so. I am impressed, to say the least."
Walker nodded, taking in this information. A protector, then? It made sense. Namek could use something like that. The only question was if the Dragon Balls could summon something strong enough. It was unclear, but perhaps the Guru knew. Then again, a mere year ago, his current power would have annihilated most anyone he was aware of at the time. Such a guardian might not be enough if one of the Seven Strongest came around. Vipoi, Zuccetta, Etoru, himself, that entity he had felt a while back, Reikiko, and Kaula. Celmaru might well add to that list, soon, but he had not yet.
Although, there was one dream that he deemed impossible.
"I am sorry, Guru... but I don't believe anything can stop people from being idiots. I have tried, believe me." He huffed. "Either way, I intend to make good on my promise. I will return either when I have found some of the Dragon Balls, enough to prove I intend what I say, or they have all been gathered." He bowed, and then bowed to Namorel. No reason to be rude.
(Note: This list of the strongest is rather inaccurate, due to Walker not having IC knowledge of some things or people.)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 4, 2017 20:05:41 GMT
| Namorel
Powerlevel: 71,608 |
Namorel was utterly baffled when Walker replied to their small exchange in the Namekian language, hoping it would pass by him without much notice or him understanding it to any degree. Although, the tree man had made mention to possessing relation to the namekian race in one way or another. Namorel knew Noxa had proven to be a similar case, but unlike this tree man she did not know the language as far as he knew. Giving the idea a passing though for a moment, it was a provoking anomaly that was rather humorous, interesting that one other than a namekian would even bother to learn the tongue of the green people of New Namek. Either way, Namorel wondered why this man wanted to get his hands on the Dragon Balls, even if it was just to keep them out of the hands of others.
Accordio on the other hand, seemed to better understand Namorel with the analogy at hand. Shortly realizing he had not introduced himself, Namorel took a moment to wait for a time to speak once more. The two others seemed rather intent in conversation, in this spare time Namorel would create a small mortar and pedestal, filled with small tea leaves at the bottom. Taking a seat on the ground he would begin grinding the leaves intently. Poring water in when the grounds were flaky enough, the water quickly taking on a green hue as he used his mastery over fire to light a small bonfire to boils the water and mix the tea well.
"My apologies for not introducing myself as Namorel, I am of the Warrior Caste. Would either of you like some green tea? It is rather fresh."
KP: 3/3 [Magic Materialization [UT], Pyromancy [UT]] Accordio @tokoz |
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