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Post by Cipher 24 on Feb 2, 2017 16:07:28 GMT
The Pale Rider seemed to come almost without warning. No announcement of its arrival. The people at Site A only discovered the ship's arrival when it showed up on their radar suddenly. So they weren't exactly prepared for when the ship touched down without so much as a word or greeting. A couple of soldiers came to greet them as the ramp quickly lowered. They paused when they saw Cipher's face as the pale android strode off of the ship. There was a darkness over his face, like something very, very bad had happened. The grim looks on Porsalynne and Charlene's faces didn't help the matter. "S-Sir! We didn't expect your arrival. Welcome back to Earth."Cipher only gave a brief nod before his eyes turned to the soldier. The man almost flinched under that steely gaze. "I want you to send word to Administrator Azure, Zucceta if she's still on Earth, Bing and the Kami. Tell them to come here right this minute! There's something I need to inform them all." The soldier stood there for a moment, confused at the sudden order as Cipher continued walking. The android stopped and looked back at the soldier. "Now!" The soldier flinched, being spooked into action. "Y-Yes sir!" The soldier took off running in order to send out the news. Meanwhile, Cipher made his way to one of the meeting rooms in the facility. ---- Vi-Poi Zucceta Bing Gan Maeve RakshasaFeel free to time skip until you've all arrived. |
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Post by Zucceta on Feb 2, 2017 23:08:22 GMT
Zucceta's cellphone vibrated on the desk next to her bed. That's right, folks: almost full Earthling. She'd not wanted to carry around a big scouter, it reminded her too much of the caste system of the wider galactic empires, shared commonly by both the Arcosian Empire and the Solar Empire, though the true origin of the scouter was lost; people's worthiness defined by numbers--but it had features that were useful. Still, though, Earth had its own form of communicators that fulfilled most of her required functions, including her new Z-Phone that was gifted to her by a grateful UbullCo employee, after she'd saved a store from an armed robbery during a day-time stint as the Great Saiya-man Neo.
She groaned awake and, groggily, fumbled with the sleek device on her desk. Blinking the sleep away, she saw the message: Blue Banner Army.
Zucceta yawned. It was way too early--she'd only had two hours sleep due to both training and another outing as the Saiyaman, and while she didn't need a lot more than that she'd have liked a bit of a lie in. She sent back a curt "OK" and hopped out of bed, pulled on her comfortable West Capitol suit, casually knotted a loose tie about her chest before glancing at her phone, this time at the new co-ordinates. Slipping the Z-Phone into her pocket she sprints through the halls of the ship, giving a cursory wave at the night-owl Zoon-seijin who was sat up playing World of Elflove on the ship's computer. Ochus had remained loyal to Zucceta even after her change of heart, but he was admittedly very bored. Zucceta had told him to go work for the Blue Banner guys, maybe learn a few things, but he had a distaste for the bureacracy: "Its why I wanted to sign up with you in the first place."
She'd nag him again later: playing MMORPGs wasn't the most intellectually stimulating thing in the galaxy, and Zucceta had got lucky with an actually intelligent Zoonian. She didn't want him to, she shrugged, regress. If applied in the right way, Ochus could save many lives.
Ten minutes later, she walked into the meeting room, coal hair wind-tustled and wild--so not really any different than the usual. Trying to hand-iron the creases out of her suit, she sent a death stare to one of the BBA attendants. "Coffee. Pitcher. Steaming hot. Strong as a Super Saiyan with a black heart. Go now."
Zucceta sits down on the table to the right of Cipher. "What's so urgent you called this early, anyway?" She had some level of distaste for this android, finding him melodramatic to degrees (although he was no Celmaru, to be sure). However, if he'd called for ZUCCETA of all people then it had to be serious, right? |
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Post by Vi-Poi on Feb 3, 2017 6:41:13 GMT
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Vi-Poi didn’t like using phones. An android using a phone was kinda like a hovercar riding a bicycle. But phones did have certain pluses. Like, people didn’t expect Vi-Poi to have one. Even smart people. Even smart people like Dr. Slouch, who annoyingly records every maintenance session down to the diode.
He guessed he could just tell the good doctor to stop being so nosy. Being Premier and all, plus the very same Administrator Azure that signed Dr. Slouch’s paychecks, he was sure Dr. Slouch would comply. But then would come the paternal guilt trips. The I just want what’s best for you stuff. Yeah, well, it’d be best if he quit smoking, but did Vi-Poi ever nag him about it? Nope. Not once.
With the phone though, he could relax more. Really unwind, without having to answer any dumb or embarrassing questions about his network interfacing. He sank back into the cushions of his couch, still in his robe and pajamas.
The Baophone Baolaxy balancing on his knee vibrated with another incoming message. He caught it before it toppled over. Barely. His mind was a little addled, jacked to the inputs of King Castle’s main relay. Maybe more than a little addled. But it was a good kind of addled. Grinning, Vi-Poi swiped the screen on, peering down.
A second notification scanned across his vision. He glowered at each green letter passing by. He couldn’t tell if this was all part of Dr. Slouch’s strange and wry sense of humor, or part of his frequent obliviousness. But he resolved to have a talk with him about it, and soon.
My parents always made me keep my door unlocked. Poi’s ghost commiserated.
He got ready in a whirlwind of clothes, slapping on jeans and his Survive Planet Vegeta! hoody. With a backwards glance, he shot a finger of chi at the Baophone, destroying it in a burst of disintegrating heat. The new Z-Phone was better, anyway.
He flung himself out his emergency hatch, cutting through the air like a snap of lightning. He was at the gates of Site A in seconds, and he quickly understood the urgency. If Cipher had called him, it’d be something important. His longtime comrade seemed always serious, and Vi-Poi had never known him to be the socializing sort.
Vi-Poi’s sneakers squeaked as he stepped briskly into the meeting room. His eyes lit up at seeing Zucceta. Something big, yeah. “I’m going to have to start wearing a suit to work again,” He grinned with a wave, glancing around as an attendant entered with a large pot of steaming coffee. Dr. Slouch wasn’t in the room.
Dodged that bullet.
“What’s going on, Cipher?” Vi-Poi asked, taking a seat at a large round conference table.
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Post by Bing Gan on Feb 3, 2017 7:11:45 GMT
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Bing soared through the skies above Fukurou Forest as he sped towards his destination. Just moments ago he'd gotten a message on a little pager Vi-Poi had provided him with. The small Bao-plastered device had only ever alerted him once before this, and that was just to test if the thing actually worked. This time though, it was an alert straight from the KAOS unit. Something big was going down, and big usually meant bad. He picked up speed as he hastily tied a green bandanna around his head. His blue cloak fluttered speedily in the wind as he pierced through a particularly thick cloud, parting it into two chunks. It was a long flight to Site A from the Lookout; even with all his speed, he felt like the trip took ages. He unleashed the maximum amount of Ki from his body, his white aura snapping into place around him as he sped up. As his flight continued, his thoughts drifted to Maeve. She was contacted as well, but decided to stay behind. After all, someone needed to stay with Ember, and with Akemi on vacation somewhere, it was hard to find a sitter. Soon enough, the BBA's base would come into view. He'd never been to this place before. Vi had shown him around the Zero-Zero Shipyards before, and Bing had been very intimately introduced to the walls of Red One a long while ago. Site A was a different beast, however. Much larger, more intimidating. "Let's hope I didn't miss anything yet..."He nose-dived through the sky, landing at the front gates. After being let in, he was shown to the meeting room. The doors opened, and inside he could see something that was quite horrifying. Zucceta and Vi-Poi had both been summoned to this meeting as well. He gulped. There was little in the universe that would need all three of them to be informed so urgently. Could a new threat have evolved somewhere in space? Was Etoru involved? He waved at the group warmly, sitting down next to Vi. "What's the situation? Did someone wish for infinite pants?" |
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Post by Cipher 24 on Feb 3, 2017 16:16:33 GMT
Cipher watched in silence as three out of the four he had summoned came into the room. Zucceta, grumpy as ever. Vipoi, dressed in a surprisingly casual outfit that would have made Cipher quirk an eyebrow under normal circumstances. And Bing, who seemed to understand there was some gravity to the situation and tried to lighten the mood. Maeve hadn't arrived, but with Bing's relationship to the kami, the android believed he would relay any information to her. He couldn't wait any longer. Meanwhile, Porsalynne and Charlene sat along the wall, watching the meeting.
"Thank you all for coming on such short notice," Cipher began. His tone was level, but there seemed to be something else. Tension? Fear? something concealed beneath it all, but just barely. "I apologize for the sudden summons, but this had to be brought to your attention immediately." He slowly rose from his seat and began to pace, a sign of the nervousness the android was feeling. "Until recently, I was on the planet Namek. I wont bore you with my reasonings for being there. I abandoned them shortly after arrival. In the end, I ended up assisting the Guru in gathering Namek's dragonballs in order to wish for a protector for the planet. A majin named Shemha, and the bio android Walker, assisted us in this endeavor..." There was something about how he said that last name. A hint of venom underlying the word.
"In the end, we were successful, summoned the dragon, and wished for a guardian using one of the wishes. But then disaster struck the planet. A being named Xylo, along with a demon, attacked the planet. They engaged in battle with the Saiyan general Mayze, and the boy Etoru." Cipher paused, hoping the names would get their attention. "I left to assist them, just as Walker was using the balls' second wish to grant himself more power. I had believed he did so to aid in the fighting. After I left, I assume the third wish was used to summon Habana to the planet, as I sensed her energy suddenly appear." He paused, trying to find the words for what he would say next. "That's when things turned disastrous. As soon as Habana appeared, I sensed Walker suddenly attacking her. It seems that Walker has been working with this Xylo all along, manipulating us and the guru in gaining more power for himself."
Now came the hard part. "But...there's something else as well. Before Walker's betrayal, I sensed something...appear. A power greater than anything I had ever felt before. Something stronger than even any of you." He looked over the three seated before him. "It was a power more frightening than anything I had ever sensed before, and it too is working with Xylo and Walker." If it had just been Walker going rogue, that would have been one thing. But this new threat made the situation even worse. "When I realized how bad the situation had gotten, my only course of action was to flee Namek...and warn you three..." Even though his tone was even, one could pick up a sense of shame to those words. Shame that Cipher had to turn tail and run. To once again run to them for help, instead of being able to handle the situation on his own.
"I don't know the current statues of Mayze, Etoru, Habana and Shemha. They were still alive when I left, but there had been other, weaker powers that had promptly been wiped out. Considering the circumstances, and those involved, I can only assume the worst." Cipher took a deep breath. He hated to be the bearer of bad news, and hoped against hope that his assumptions were wrong. But with the evidence he was presented, it was the only logical conclusion. "Furthermore, considering Walker's past attempt to destroy Vegeta, and the intense power they have in their possession, it would be foolish to believe they'll simply stop at Namek. As of now, they represent a threat to possibly the entire galaxy."
And with that, Cipher went silent. He would let this information sink in, and await their responses.
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Post by Tekuma Mayakon on Feb 3, 2017 18:07:58 GMT
A large ship had streaked across the sky, earning the attention of the cyborg female. Immediately a single thought came to her mind; it could only be one ship. It had to be the Pale Rider. Chasing after it to see Cipher going into Site A, the cyborg had frozen briefly and watched three major powers enter. Her father seemed to have been doing something important; and following in a while after Bing she'd stay silent before heading towards the room.
Going into the room just a bit before Cipher was done speaking, alarm was clear in her eyes. "Walker?" Having spoken up, the female was probably out of place in this conversation butt all the same looked determined despite her nervousness. Bowing slightly to Vi, she'd turn to her father. "So, if I heard right, Walker's now a part of an intergalatic threat stationed, I assume, on Namek? Do you have a game plan?"
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Post by Zucceta on Feb 3, 2017 18:49:32 GMT
The pitcher of coffee slid across the table as Vi-Poi sat opposite the saiyan queen. She pitched an eyebrow. "I don't know whether I should be angry at your hoodie, or ask where you picked it up." She flashes a brief grin, before lifting the coffee pitcher to her mouth. Without even a mug, the saiyan queen vacuumed the entire pitcher. Saiyans were, comically, known for their ambitious appetites, and Zucceta was no exception--but this early, with such little sleep, she required caffeine. And, as a saiyan, she required A LOT.
"Another! And bring me some breakfast too!" She barks at the attendant, who shuffles off again, muttering something about how did it get to this with the genocidal saiyan ruler and his boss?
She offers a wave to Bing, before slumping back into her chair. Her stomach gurgled. "You guys really need to install meat tubes. Those things revolutionised Vegeta's food industry."
As Cipher began to speak, a fried breakfast plate materialised in front of Zucceta. Not literally or magically, of course. Zucceta gave the first genuine smile of the day to the attendant. "You're great, you know that?" She said in a low voice, as to not cut off Cipher's already long-winded explanation. She pats the attendant on the shoulder, and devours the plate in the space of "In the end, we were successful, summoned the dragon, and wished for a guardian using one of the wishes."
Nice. Those sausages were great. Dunno about those tomatoes though. Undercooked? Yes, perhaps. Still, not bad for a free breakfast.
Sipping her coffee from a mug this time, the saiyan queen returns her attention, fully, to Cipher 24. She wondered, briefly, why Vi-Poi still employed him--until this very meeting, he didn't seem to do very much work for the Blue Banner Army. Maybe times were hard for the Azure Admin--she imagined him saying "can't get the staff these days" and suppressed laughter. Anyway, the situation was probably serious, if Cipher could just get to the point alrea-
Ah. There we go. Xylo. The queen knew that name well. He'd fought with her on Arcose, and then Mayze had killed him and his cronies after they'd tried to take over Namek about a year ago. So they were back. "The walls between life and death mean pretty much nothing these days, huh?" She mused aloud. So he was fighting Mayze again, and... Etoru? That brat is gonna get himself killed, the queen thinks, her lips curling into a frown. As much as he annoyed her, Etoru was a good child at heart--needed better parenting, to be sure--but he didn't deserve to die on a faraway planet. Mayze wouldn't hate a fight to the death, his saiyan blood would roar--but he had served Zucceta well enough. She pinched the bridge of her nose.
It got worse. Habana had been summoned to the planet, to be instantly be betrayed by an empowered Walker. "I fucking knew it," Zucceta blurted--whoops. And then, an either greater power had supposedly appeared.
People Zucceta knew, liked, loved or cared for were fighting, dying or dead on a planet some miles away--and, the way Cipher was talking, even if they all rushed off to try and beat them they might not win. The saiyan queen closes her eyes.
A female voice pipes up--who the hell was this? The last queen of saiyans twists around and shoots a stare that, if powered by ki, would have blasted her brains out. "Pipe down, twerp. Adults are talking."
That said, she turns back to Vi-Poi and Bing Gan."Etoru... Habana... even Mayze. You might not care about those last two, but I do. If any of those fuckers killed my friends, I'm going to..." Do what, dear? Give in to your quest for vengeance? Become Lady Death, again, ride through star highways with your sword in hand? "Thou shalt not kill." You made that choice, didn't you?
She shakes her head. That voice was an asshole. But it was right. Could she take a life? Would it be like taking a hit after months of abstinence?
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Post by Vi-Poi on Feb 3, 2017 21:09:51 GMT
“It’s a screamer from the eighties,” Vi-Poi grinned, pulling at the hem of the hoody with his thumbs to display the title clearly. “These robotics experts are kidnapped by Saiyans but during a transport crash manage to escape Cacumber Capital. Only they flee into some ancient Tuffle ruins,” he waves a hand, “It’s not very realistic. They’re attacked by zombie dinosaurs, by a cyborg zombie Oozaru…”
He trailed off as Bing arrived with a joke about infinite pants. He was about to make one of his new favorite noises in retort, but then thought otherwise. We’ve said some way cornier stuff than that, Poi’s ghost said.
“We’re all about to find out,” He told Bing, leaning back and bridging his fingers together.
As Cipher’s telling went on, Vi-Poi’s anger grew, then darkened. He glanced over at Bing and Zucceta. There was going to be a lot of hard work, ahead. When Cipher was done, Vi-Poi grunted in agreement with Zucceta’s sentiments. He’d known it, too. The oversized Chia Pet of Evil was way overdue for an appointment with a chainsaw.
Why does it always have to be a tree? Poi’s ghost complained.
Vi-Poi raised a finger to Tekuma and gestured to a seat.
“I don’t really know Walker’s circle of friends,” He began. Thank Kami. “Who’s this Xylo? The other power you scanned, any idea what it is?” His mouth thinned into a line. He was firing off too many questions too quickly, but he had twenty more. And he felt bad for Bing. Walker had been a sort of disciple, and on some level Vi-Poi knew that Bing really took things to heart.
He hesitated, his focus turning back to Zucceta. This was the start of something big, no doubt about it. “We’re gonna have to work together on this one.” He silently radioed to cancel leave for all personnel and ordered all ships to be fully armed and crewed. The old blue war machine was going to rumble back to life, just like that cyborg Oozaru he told the queen about.
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Post by Bing Gan on Feb 4, 2017 3:55:41 GMT
The group got to chatting before Cipher spoke, but Bing wasn't in the mood. Most of the time he would have jumped in the discussion about the movie in question, mentioning it was one of the first movies his dad ever showed him. How the Zombie Oozaru gave him nightmares for months. But something was serious here. Cipher was a stone-cold fellow, but this was a different kind of cold. The pale android was absolutely mortified by what he'd seen. It was clear in his expression. But what could that be.
As Zucceta devours what looks to be an entire buffet of food, Bing listens intently. His brow furrows as Walker is mentioned. Cipher spoke as if the Bio-Android was a vile creature. What could he have done?
And then Cipher got to the point.
Etoru was fighting some demonic Namekian in space, and Walker had betrayed Earth.
A lot of emotions ran through Bing in that moment. He felt hurt that Walker would assist some villain on Namek, he felt worried for his boy on Namek, he felt guilty that he'd let his adopted son go adventuring in space without tagging along. Most of all, however, he felt an anger building in him. Anger at Walker, anger at this Xylo, and anger at Cipher. The Serpent Master's fists clenched, and his head dipped.
"..."
He wanted to punch the android. He wanted to rip Cipher into so many pieces he would be indistinguishable from space dust. He wanted to destroy every fiber of Cipher's being for leaving Etoru alone like that... But he held back. It wasn't the Android's fault. Hell, he was nothing compared to Etoru. What would Cipher have done? Get himself killed? Then nobody would have known about what was truly brewing in the depths of Namek.
His hands relaxed, and he sighed. "Right. So my adopted son is fighting an unparalleled threat, an evil Namekian, and my former friend who apparently hated everyone so much he turned his back on Earth. We could go over there right now and try to take them out quick, but with how you're talking, I'm going to guess this demonic Ki is a little stronger than any of us can handle. Besides, if we did go, there's no way we'd make it before Xylo and his cronies finish that fight."
There was a feeling in his gut. A feeling of uselessness. He'd felt it once before, when Realigner Red tore his insides out. It wasn't a good feeling.
He turned to Zucceta. It seemed she was getting upset as well. Her friends, Habana and Mayze, they were in trouble just as much as Etoru. "I met Habana once. During the Saiyan Invasion. She was a tough cookie. She'll be fine up there, I'm sure. Mayze will be too. I don't think he knows how to die."
He turned his eyes to the sky, trying hard to sense the Ki on Namek. It was a far-off planet, making it hard to sense much of anything. There was something faint, however. Dark energy filled the stars. Something demonic. Something that shouldn't be alive. In the midst of all that, however, he could sense something more hopeful. His little boy, Etoru, was out there somewhere. Fighting or hiding, it didn't matter. He was still alive. Bing smiled.
His attention turned back to the conversation. Vi-Poi had spoken up, trying to figure out who this Xylo character was. The Serpent Master flashed back to his time on Namek. He'd trained there for months, and he'd had an encounter with the Mazoku Caste before. "Xylo... I've heard that name before. The elders of Namek had talked about him a bit. He's a Namekian from the Demon Clan. Maybe he was fed up with being a second-class citizen."
The Guardian's mind worked, trying to think of what to do. They could always train; fighting a threat so diabolical wouldn't be easy even with their current power. A part of him wanted to go to Namek right now, to look for Etoru. Maybe he could find the boy and get him out before Walker or this other being ended him.
"We need to figure out what their next course of action is. Will they try to make allies? Take other planets? Take Earth? If we can decipher what it is they're after in the first place, then we can probably make a good guess as to what they'll try to do next."
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Post by Cipher 24 on Feb 4, 2017 23:02:58 GMT
Their reactions were just about what Cipher had expected. Any sense of light heartedness they had when they came in had vanished and been replaced by anger. It was during this time that Tekuma had stepped into the room. Under normal circumstances, Cipher would have gladly embraced his adopted daughter, glad to see her back in the land of the living. But right now, circumstances were grim. He only shot Zucceta a small glare at her gruff words to her, before letting it go. Everyone was on edge right now.
He didn't know exactly who Xylo was, but Zucceta and Bing seemed to know. A Namekian? So we had a Namekian, a demon, and Walker. Plus this mystery power. Then Vipoi asked Cipher about this power. "I'm not sure exactly what it is. Something about it gave the impression of a demon, but that's about it." he paused for a moment, "Though there was something unsual about it. When I first sensed it, it was small. Very small. But it seemed to grow as the fight went on. I get the impression that whoever it was wasn't simply hiding their power, but actually growing stronger as the fight went on, and not at a consistent rate as well. Whenever somebody's energy flared, it grew stronger. And then, it just skyrocketed into the monstrosity I felt on Namek." He hoped this piece of information would be useful. Anything that would help in this crisis.
Bing suggested that they try to figure out what they were planning next. Cipher nodded at this. It made sense. If they could work out their plans, they could cut them off before they did any further damage. "I'll dedicate the BBA's resources to tracking them, try to work out what they're up to. If Xylo's goal was simply to conquer Namek, that's one thing. But with Walker and this power they have, I highly doubt they'd settle with just one world." He looked over the three of them, "In the meantime, I recommend you all train for this. Walker and this mystery power are bad enough, but after the conflict on Namek, I can only assume they've gotten stronger. Not only that, but during the fighting I felt Xylo's power spiking considerably for a brief moment at one point. Some sort of powerful attack? Something to watch out for regardless. As far as I'm concerned, you three are the galaxy's only hope, and we need to make sure you're at your best."
Even though Cipher spoke the truth, those words did sting him inside. Even with his own considerable power, Cipher was powerless to do anything. Once again he had to rely on these three to bail them out again. It hurt, it really did. But he kept quiet. There was no sense in bothering them with his own insecurities, not with this darkness looming overhead.
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Post by Capper Hofferson on Feb 4, 2017 23:59:41 GMT
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While all the talk and concern over the events of Namek and a certain seven-year old boy unfolded on the island below. The new blade-like wings of ki that belonged to the Aurora sliced through the thick oceanside air, heavy with moisture and the scent of death and blood inside. The rhythmic sound reverberated out to the dawn. Capper leaned forwards, hands gripping the controls of the vessel, sometimes redirecting the route when some asteroids would stray into their path.
This had been his routine for hours on end, and the saiyan mechanic was thinking of breakfast in the mess and hoping for an occasional wake-up and chat from his dismembered friend, Etoru. During the events on Namek, the boy took a combined attack, and ended up loosing his forearm and lower knee. Chire died, Mayze died, Etoru's old friend died, and Xylo won. And it was Capper's fault.
He was in this daydream when alarms suddenly began to blare, coating the dark interior of the vessel with a blood red glow. Raising his head up, Capper would feel a sudden shift in gravity when a message spread across the terminal- "OUT OF FUEL."
Dammit! He were so close to landing, scott free! Slapping himself across the face for getting his hopes up again, Capper would soon glare out the window as the sun's light reflected across the windshield. Familiar blue skies became apparent, and the clouds below almost looked like they were a cushion the ship would bounce off of harmlessly. Wind whipped at the ship, tearing off some parts of it's worn and fragile exterior while smoke hissed out of the bottom, leaving a trail in the sky. "E-Etoru!!" Capper turned around with a horrified expression and trembling tone, remembering his friend's critical condition. Would he be able to even live through a crash of the magnitude Capper was anticipating?! Shaking his head, the saiyan looked at the nearing crash site- an island of some sort with plenty of complexes and military buildings.
The ship span like an amusement park ride, at the mercy of the harsh winds of the Earth. There was no time for parachutes, in seconds it was a fireball in the air. Capper's expression switched from fear to stubborn bravery. He could still act! There was still time! Regardless on if Etoru was awake or not, Capper would unbuckle himself from his seat, leaping in front of the boy when the vessel finally screeched in the air, ramming right into the top of the building Vi, Bing, Zucceta, Cipher, and Tekuma were meeting in!
The windshield shattered and crumbled like a house of cards. All that remained of the mighty Aurora was mess of mangled metal hanging by a thread from the top of the building, caved in through a wall on the floor above the meeting room. Below, the building's many guests would hear a crash and a roar from the Aurora's impact, and dust would fall from the ceiling like a sprinkle of rain. After a few resounding bangs, everything was silent as death.
The shards would have pierced right through the wounded Etoru's skin, had his faithful meat shield, Capper, have not gotten in the way. With a loud yelp, the unbuckled saiyan was hurled across the control room after tanking the broken windshield's shards, hitting the wall and falling to the ground. There was an explosion, a ball of flame and a fist of gray smoke... A moment later there was another yet explosion from the lower workings of the vessel, although the control room where Capper and Etoru lied in was still detonation-free.
Coughing and curling up on the ground with the newfound pain of several glass shards in his back, Capper raised his head, trying to see through the smoke. This wasn't over yet! He'd walk all the way to the lookout Etoru wanted to get to! Thankfully, Capper's short height allowed him to traverse through the smoky rooms without inhaling too much of the toxins. His Scouter was completely busted now-- the cracks in it finally made it crumble into a million pieces when he hit the wall.
Forcing himself to his feet, the saiyan would trudge to the injured Etoru's seat, and pull him out of it-- thankfully he had buckled him in before they took off. Pulling his friend out of the seat, regardless if he was conscious or not, Capper would slump his best friend's dismembered form over his back, and turn to the lower ramp of the ship, which had cracked open, now lopsided as smoke poured out of it and into the strange building that served as the ship's crash site.
Anyone outside the crashed vessel would soon hear a faint, slow patter of footsteps. A figure, sheathed by the fumes of smoke and only illuminated by some of the flickering red lights inside, descended from the ramp leading out without a word. Stepping out of the smoke, anyone who came to investigate the crash would have a sight to behold. The tiny saiyan known as Capper walked out of the vessel and through the smoke, with the one-armed and one-legged Etoru that was just the topic of conversation strewn over his back. Breathing heavily, Capper could hardly make out his surroundings with his blurred vision, as the result of his injuries, short sight, and fatigue. One foot after another, each of the tiny teen's steps were slow and forced.
After fully appearing from the smoke, Capper's legs, dotted with bloody splotches and shards of glass, trembled like a leaf in a storm. Falling to his knees, the saiyan's eyes would close as the world around him spun. Collapsing on the ground unmoving, Capper's shaky breaths and swirling sight would begin to fade into the nothingness. Slowly raising his head with his dear friend still on his back, the saiyan would barely find enough strength to inch away in fear should someone try to approach him and Etoru. He came so far... He survived so much pain... He couldn't stop here! |
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Tekuma Mayakon
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Post by Tekuma Mayakon on Feb 5, 2017 1:27:38 GMT
Tekuma had taken a seat upon Vi's gesture, spawning a cup of tea and a platter in her hand as she sat at the table and listened to exactly what was going on. Of course, someone had to call her a twerp, but she was wise enough to not antagonize. The situation was dire; getting the message from Vi about leaves being cancelled but saying nothing about it. Bing pointed to a few things; including possible allies being made and the question if they'd take over Earth.
Cipher began to speak; the queen of all saiyans being in the same room leaving her on edge as well combining with the situation at hand. A tiny energy and a larger one came in hot from the atmosphere, prompting her to immediately look up. When the aurora crashed into the roof, the cyborg leapt into action and got up, trotting out of the room to see what had happened. Upon sensing the familiar ki of the SSE Saiyan, the female cringed but didn't stop. The smell of blood was clear in the air and eventually she found the two kids in pain on the roof.
If she could, the female would kneel beside them and try to give Capper a small green bean. "Hey I know you hate me, but you need to take this while you're still awake. It's a Senzu, it should help you so we can get your comrade some assistance."
She'd call telepathically down to Bing from the roof provided he answered. Hey, we've got two people having piloted a ship into the roof. The crash seems to have damaged them, one's a kid in tattered clothing and he's missing an arm and leg while the other kid, a saiyan, is bleeding from injuries I assume are sustained by the crash. I've seen your healing powers in action before; can you help them? I just tried giving the more conscious one a senzu.
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Post by Etoru on Feb 5, 2017 4:45:21 GMT
[Thread PL: 325,161|Kind of uh, near dead so current power is 1 PL.]
Everything was black. A loud, buzzing noise echoed through his head. Light flashes entered the darkness before he slowly opened his eyes. Etoru didn't know much about ships but, that obviously couldn't be good. They soon began to descend to Earth's surface, gaining speed as they neared the ground. Eventually, the ship caught fire from the intense speed. Etoru screamed in pain as he was being forced more into the seat from gravity. Tears ran down his face. The pain was unbearable. Did he have to go through all that on the ride here just to crash into bits?
The ship started spinning wildly. Capper acted fast though. He got out of his seat and dove on top of Etoru. The child's voice roared out in pain. He grit his teeth, fighting through it. They smashed through the BBA facilities walls in an instant. Etoru blacked out for a few moments, before regaining consciousness. Capper wasn't giving him cover anymore. Oh no...he couldn't be...
BOOM
Etoru's eyes widened. "C-Cappe--Egh!" The child winced in pain, before spurting out blood from his mouth. "Egh! I-It hurts..." Another explosion was heard from the lower decks of the ship. Etoru coughed a bit, trying to find any sign of his friend. Through the smoke, Capper would appear. Etoru felt relief wash over him, only too feel a little concerned for the injuries the boy suffered. If he hadn't done that...Etoru probably would have died right then and there. Etoru watched as he approached. Blood dripped from Chire's shoulder pad that was on Etoru's arm to stop the bleeding, as well as his leg which had Etoru's serpent bandana tied tightly around it.
Capper unbuckled the boy's seat belt and hoisted Etoru over his back. Etoru winced, staring at Capper weakly. Etoru saw the difficulty Capper was going through trying to get him out the ship. Etoru wanted to protest, but was there any other option? Capper could leave Etoru here and get out faster...but does Etoru WANT to die?? If Capper wants to be a hero let him. They trudged out the ship, and Capper's efforts were slowly decreasing. The teen collapsed, leaving Etoru staring at his friend in concern. Etoru grit his teeth in pain, blood dripping from the makeshift bandages on his arm and leg.
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Bing Gan
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Post by Bing Gan on Feb 5, 2017 12:32:41 GMT
The Serpent Master listened to Cipher intently. He seemed to get quite a bit of info on how this Demon worked before he had left. It sapped power from its enemies... Somehow. At least, that's what Bing gleaned from Cipher's long-winded speech. "Vi, don't you have that new tech in you now? The uh... Sponge stuff. You think this demon might work the same way?"His mind raced for clues. He knew Maeve had some decent knowledge of the Demon Realm. If she were here, she might have some idea on who this demon was. Even if he was a new face, she may have heard of the skill this Demon was using to suck the energy from other fighters. Cipher suggested that the trio begin training immediately, which gave Bing an idea. There was a few places on the Lookout they could use for training, and he was certain they could employ the use of Vi-Poi's gravity belts if they needed. "I know of a few rooms on the Lookout we can use to train. The Pendulum Room allows one to experience great threats in a sort-of spirit world. Harsh on the mind and body. There's also the Room of Reflection. It allows you to encounter a shade of yourself from a... Dark part of your mind. They're both straining on the body, but we need to push ourselves to the limit."Bing awaited any responses, but as he sat there, his heart sank. He could feel a pair of Ki signature's rapidly approaching the planet, one of which was fading fast. "Etoru..."The ship smashed into the upper floors of the building with a resounding -CRASH!- The upper floors were decimated, and warning sirens began to blare. The room was bathed in a deep crimson light. Bing shot out of his seat, pushing past Tekuma as she made her way towards the exit. He sprinted up the stairs, his mind seemingly forgetting he could fly. He reached the room the ship was in to be greeted by a truly horrifying sight: Etoru lay on the floor, half of his limbs missing as blood trickled from the makeshift bandages. Across from him was his savior; the little Saiyan pilot known as Capper had rescued Etoru. He ignored the young pilot, as it seemed Tekuma was taking care of him already, and rushed to Etoru's side. The Former Guardian's breath quickened dangerously as he placed his palms above the boy. Slowly, a wave of magic would escape his palms, coating Etoru in its cleansing light. It would take a few moments, but the boy would be fully healed. Whether or not his limbs returned to him was a different story. He'd never healed someone so wounded before. Not even Maeve had been this close to her end.
[KP: 0/3] Bing is frantically healing Etoru. (Swapped turns with rev. Will go back to normal order next round. You're up Zucceta!) |
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Zucceta
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Post by Zucceta on Feb 8, 2017 14:40:16 GMT
The saiyan queen rises to rush towards the shattering noise, but is preceded by both the ginger brat and the human guardian. Tiredly, she sits back down. Assuming Vi and Cipher are also about to rush towards the spaceship that busted into their base, Zucceta motions towards the attendant. "'Nother mug of black, then. I feel like I'd be getting in the way."
Her mind, however, is turning with that old gear metaphor, not because of the spaceship collision but Bing's words. The pendulum room and whatever the reflection room was could both be useful, sure--but neither, the queen imagined, would match the power boost granted to Walker by the foolish Namekian leader and his Dragon Balls. Did Earth have an equaliser? |
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