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Post by Gastro on Feb 21, 2017 2:15:29 GMT
Gastro walked towards the hut, still nervous as he was going to open it well, it was suddenly opened revealing a much older namekian. As Gastro looked at the surprised face of the namekian, in response he had his own surprised face! He was quite startled. Hearing the Namekian apologies, Gastro shook his head."Oh,uh no it's my fault for stumbling into you like that! I'm Gastro of the warrior caste" Gastro heard the words of Ollus, and decided it was safe to step in.
As he entered he noticed another Namekian was inside, he had standard warrior caste clothing on, so he figured he was apart of the same caste."Uh hello!" Gastro felt weird intruding in someone's home, as he just stood right up, with proper posture."Uh so, I came here because I had some questions to ask. While I was patrolling the area I heard a voice in my head, it was a telepathic message it was quite weird, then afterwards I saw a spaceship fall down from the sky so I had to investigate that. Then saw you 3 vanish somehow! I Went to explore the area some more, and saw this village. It was quite odd, I usually patrol this area often and never saw it before, so decided to investigate and heard about three namekians vanish out of the blue! So then I was brought here! Anyway my main thing is, er do you guys know who sent that telepathic message?" Gastro quickly took a breath in, before exhaling.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 22, 2017 8:29:13 GMT
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Powerlevel: 79,737
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"He's a warrior clansmen? Odd, must be from another clan than my own... or younger than I?"
Namorel thought to himself as he looked over the namekian, he had the attire and physique of a warrior clansmen and Namorel was more than sure that he could believe them. From the way he spoke he seemed rather young, but Namorel had learned not to judge one by that aspect lone and would leave the age determination up to a later time, rather now was a time to discuss the threat looming over them and the planet at this time. Walking back to where he was previously sitting the Warrior Clan namekian was anticipating the kettle to release steam soon, setting it down with an idle flame he kept under control while he turned to address the others.
"If you do so mind, cover your ears for a moment please."
It was a quick warning for them before the tea kettle rang a high pitched squeal for a brief moment and lowing to a tune that stopped as Namorel put the fire to rest. While the noise was a hap hazard for his kind, the outcome of this was more than worth it in his eyes. Materializing a small sum of cups for the others, he would begin pouring his green tea blend for each of them, were they to deny the blend he would simply drink it himself.
"Sorry about the sound, but I thought this would help lighten the mood while we fully discuss the capacity of this threat we have on our hands. It is green tea, a drink I discovered on Earth from an old man. Since then I have experienced with different herbs to match with it."
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Post by Helix Crust on Feb 22, 2017 14:25:15 GMT
Helix looked up and down the new warrior with fresh eyes, taking in his appearance as he introduced himself. "It's a pleasure, Gastro," Helix began, "I only wish we could've met under less dire conditions. Come in, my son, quickly." Ushering the warrior caste inside with Namorel and Ollus, the group congregated quickly in the center of the hut.
The prophet sat down beside Ollus, gesturing for the two warrior castes to join them. As Helix was about to speak, Namorel beaconed to the teapot and suggested that the namekians cover their ears. Helix and Ollus mechanically plugged their jagged eardrums, the whistle of the kettle passing harmlessly over them before Namorel finished the process and began pouring cups.
Helix took his cup with gratitude. "Thank you, Noble Namorel," the prophet smiled warmly, taking a slow sip and allowing the warm steam to refresh his breath. But there was little time for luxury at a time like this.
As Ollus took his own cup and sipped slowly, Helix turned to the new arrival. Gastro seemed to have some questions to ask, and Helix nodded along as the younger namek expressed his confusion. Smiling at the new arrival, the prophet spoke telepathically. <The telepathic message was my doing, as was the teleportation. The study of Dragon Caste literature comes with its benifits.> Helix projected his echoing mental voice to the others in the room, <And the ship that crash landed in the water was Namorel's.>
But Helix's tone suddenly turned grave, and he spoke aloud in hushed tones now. "But there are far greater occurrences underway on Namek than my message or Namorel's return," Helix mourned quietly, "The red light in the sky is an omen of dark times coming. And the sky is still black with the darkness… The darkness that I can only assume has been cast by my former companion, the wicked Xylo."
Sipping his tea once more, the prophet hummed in a soft sigh to himself. Something had to be done, and quickly. "The people outside… The darkness is approaching every moment. It is no longer safe to sit idly." Anxiously, Helix set down his teacup and wrung his hands wordlessly. Hopefully one of the warrior castes had an idea to move forward. Even Ollus was soon taken by the terror sweeping over Helix's countenance.
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Post by Gastro on Feb 22, 2017 22:50:46 GMT
Gastro sighed a bit, getting all of that out as Namorel walks to the kettle pot telling everyone to cover their ears. "Uh why?" Soon as he said this a high pitch was heard, as he immediately shut his ears. "AGH! That hurts." Gastro groaned, as he opened his ears the kettle noise drifting away into space, Gastro sitting down to take a cup of tea slowly sipping it. "Uh thanks!" Gastro didn't fondly like the taste of tea, weird why did his grand elder love this stuff so much? Pretty weird man. Helix passed on his information to Gastro about the questions he asked, he was a bit jealous of all the cool perks the dragon clan possessed. Also the fact it was Namorel felt as if tons of weight was released off his chest.” Phew, last two times a space pod crashed near me two enemies appeared, one of them was apart of the scumbag Arcosian race, and the other was this pretty cool superhero dude.” Gastro sighed, looking around well guess he should leave, he had nothing to do well until Helix voice turned grave, Gastro looked at him with full attention. As he he talked about the darkness that was surrounding us. Gastro was already concerned about this but didn’t think to highly about it, I mean Namek was a safe place, well until he heard about Xylo. “Whoa, whoa, whoa! You were partners with from what the rumors told me the biggest, baddest dude around! WHAAAAAAT!” Gastro now, was simply disturbed, agitated, intrigued a fusion of emotions intertwined that only a young Namekian could make. While Gastro was still feeling lousy as Helix announced atrocious deeds might happen, he was still interested in the whole partnership deal. ”So uh, how did you guys become partners?” Gastro Curiosity was skyrocketing with anticipation! Helix Crust@namorel |
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2017 8:57:21 GMT
| Namorel
Powerlevel: 79,737
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"This Xylo, it is a name I have never heard before. What more can you tell us of him?"
The name was foreboding and of Mazoku origin, this made Namorel wonder whom this Xylo was. Calmly requesting the information from the Dragon Clan Namekian as he took a sip of the tea he had poured for himself. The flavor of this blend always calmed his nerves in tense moments like this, and yet he couldn't help but feel a tenseness in the air around Helix as he spoke of Xylo. Perhaps the two had a history far greater than Namorel could imagine. And to think a namekian in this era would have the capacity or tenacity to throw their own home into this sort of turmoil without a second thought. It was in all fairness rather disturbing to Namorel, atrocities like this in his own home of all places. For now the best he could do was hear out everything Helix could possibly tell them so that they could plan the best possible outcome for stopping what was taking place.
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Post by Helix Crust on Feb 27, 2017 18:43:12 GMT
It seemed that the warrior castes around him clung to the name Xylo like flies to tar. Helix inhaled deeply and then sighed softly in remorse. "Xylo is my sibling, a dark namekian of the Mazoku caste." The prophet paused. Ollus simply sipped his tea in silence, already aware of the relation between Helix and his brother.
However, what remained undisclosed even to Ollus was the unique fission relationship between the two brothers. Helix sipped his tea briefly before continuing to speak. "I supposed I ought to start from the beginning…" The prophet waned off, hearing the rumble of distant thunder. "—Er, actually, I'm sure you will not mind the abridged version?"
Given the urgency at hand, Helix shifted his position slightly and set down his teacup, and Ollus followed suit. "Essentially," the prophet began quickly, "Xylo and I found ourselves in the afterlife at the same time, and so naturally I made attempts to contact him." Helix paused, and decided to explain himself. "There were no namekians to be found anywhere in Earth's afterlife, and so I sought him out."
It was at this point where Helix's eyes turned grave, and he began kneading his knuckles nervously. "In the afterlife… He surrounded himself with dark allies. He was trained by the Prince of Evil himself, and… Wisps of his plans reached my wary ears."
Ollus moved in closer, not yet having heard these details of the story, and Helix shifted slightly in discomfort. "He was harboring plans to take Namek. He has been for a long time. I fear these events are the first manifestation of that conquest."
Looking Gastro in the eyes, the prophet's gaze turned hopeful for a brief moment. "But all is not lost. While Namek may fall to him today, we will harbor resistance." His pupils now blazed with a hot uncharacteristic determination. "Our father told us that one cannot succeed without the other," the prophet husked with a twitch of his ears, "Our utmost priority must be that of maintaining Namekian values in the face of foreign adversaries and Xylo's violence. We must form a sentinel for the people of namek who cannot fight for themselves."
Helix picked up his teacup again and simply held it in front of his nostrils, inhaling deeply. "If we can cling to our culture while the storm passes… Resistance will come naturally, and the forces of history will grant us the power to restore the balance to Namek!" While the prophet started out the sentence unsure of himself, by the end, he was practically delivering a sermon.
The more he spoke the more it made sense. It was as if the words were simply manifesting from his lips, placed there by some force outside of himself. Perhaps sometimes the best meditation… Was discourse?
"Porunga... Will shepherd us."
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Post by Gastro on Feb 27, 2017 22:30:15 GMT
Gastro after saying all of that, let the other two speak. Apparently Namorel didn’t know about Xylo, huh interesting. Anyway Gastro waited patiently for the story, and hearing about they were brothers, was a bit surprising. Gastro realized what their ‘partner’ status was, and was genuinely shocked. Seriously who could’ve guessed they were brothers, that just didn’t mix. Apparently this wasn’t a surprise for Ollus, guess Ollus and Helix had a close relationship as friends, besides that Namek was getting darker and broodier, Gastro outside hearing the wind shrieking, really bugged him out. Gastro continued to observe the situation, consuming the information he has been given. Helix body language was troubling, this was a topic that was certainly not good. After hearing about the training Xylo did holy porunga, Xylo got trained by the prince of evil? Gastro imagined that, some big guy, who wore purple and black with a scary laugh emerged, and some other junk. Yeah that was scary. “Ah, this sucks! So he got to be trained by some super powerful guy?! And now plans to take Namek? Holy Porunga that’s bad!”
www.youtube.com/watch?v=0mcHP1HYkds&spfreload=5Helix then communicated his speech was certainly arousing, that determination was respectable. ”So basically, what we have to do is make best of both worlds? Sounds good to me, Xylo idea is certainly a good one, wouldn’t mind us being the strongest, heh- And I don’t mean the execution was good, I-I just meant his idea was goo- i’ll just stop here now.” Gastro felt like a fool but quickly shook it off with a mighty grin, a resilient amount of confidence formed around him like a dome, this was turning out to be quite good. “YEAH! We’ll just get stronger and stronger, so much so we’ll kick Xylo right off of here and become the best! All we have to do is just, again become stronger! Sounds good enough as it’s! I’m planning to go to E-arth soon, I once met a saiyan and he told me to go to planet Vegeta, and E-arth I mean Earth to get stronger! We can definitely reclaim Namek again, with patience!” Gastro slammed the table with excitement, this was truly amazing, everything Helix said made sense. He was a natural born leader, Gastro could now imagine Namek being reclaimed by him. @namorel |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 7, 2017 14:34:38 GMT
| Namorel
Powerlevel: 79,737
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"A Mazoku trained by a being or pure darkness itself? Quite the interesting situation we are in if I do say so myself... but I do agree, all will come to itself with time we must just stay faithful."
Namorel adamantly believed this and left it as a motive to live by. He had been taught to intervene when it was your time to do as such. As to not upset the balance of events on either side, the Warrior Clan had existed to keep peace and balance on the planet so that all would remain in harmony with one another and so that the scales would not tip into one side for far too long although ironically Namorel hated viewing the world through a black and white film in this manner.
"I will do what I can myself to rally the remaining Warrior Clansmen and train them in case things go south here on the planet. We may need the extra hands, and if you so wish to help I offer my assistance."
Namorel continued to talk, the last bit of his speech aimed at Gastro more than anyone. He had aimed to be Riku's successor either way, so perhaps this was only more reason for him to take the seat that he fervently believed was his to claim were Riku to step down and die. He knew not if the saiyan had done either, but with the current conditions the later was likely.
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Post by Helix Crust on Mar 8, 2017 4:13:24 GMT
As Helix spoke, he somberly nodded at the young warrior caste's shock. It seemed that his words were resonating with him though, and soon Namorel chimed in with his stance of passive resistance in agreement with Helix. Gastro excitedly began to plan to grow stronger, to which Helix nodded. But when the young warrior caste spoke of going to vegeta or earth, the prophet became wary. "Be certain leaving Namek in this hour of need is what you must do before you go. The further the situation unfolds the more ugly heads this hydra rears."Namorel, meanwhile, was decidedly focused on gaining power for the resistance here at home. He spoke quickly and with determination, a valorous trait. The prophet's sharp ears detected hints of leadership in the warrior caste, but he surveyed him quietly nonetheless. Finishing off his tea in a single swig, Helix would set down the cup and nod towards Namorel. "Much obliged. Your efforts are not for naught. Only by standing in a unified front may we maintain our sovereignty," the prophet spoke firmly. Then, Helix turned back to face Gastro. "Are you to leave Namek then for a brief time? I could never hold it against you, each one of us follows a path all their own," the prophet looked towards the young namekian with empathy but firmness. "If you are to set out, you should do so swiftly, the coming days could make travel difficult."
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Post by Gastro on Mar 14, 2017 16:31:10 GMT
Gastro blinked, hearing everything Namorel has to say. And yeah Gastro agreed tradition is great and all. But change also was necessary here tradition couldn’t hold everything up. Then again Gastro now realizing what was going on so he probably shouldn’t speak his mind. Gastro turned to Namorel and grinned.”Yeah definitely, it’d be an honor to work with you.” Gastro turned to helix nodding”Yeah, guess so, might as well leave in a couple of hours. But uh, hey on the good news when I return you’ll have a more powerful ally!
” Gastro grinned, hopefully, they would defeat Xylo or hell maybe make him an ally...well that’d be a stretch. Actually, that’d never fucking happen at all. “But uh, question do we have any more allies? Perhaps you guys know more friends, maybe even have tools to beat him? I’m just saying, having more is the better!” Gastro thought they could beat Xylo, but I mean...being prepared was important! Wait fuck, was that a sense of doubt they could beat Xylo? Fuck, fuck fuck. Snap out of it!
Gastro slapped his head multiple times.”Dammit, stop doubting yourself. Wait... did I say that out loud? Nevermind that, one last thing do you guys have any special techniques that can totally blow Xylo out of the waters!”
Sorry it took so long! Life sucks.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 15, 2017 0:00:47 GMT
| Namorel
Powerlevel: 79,737
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"Do not fret Gastro, our message will spread among villages and more will flock to us. And we will guide them as we can."
Namorel spoke to reassure the younger Warrior Clansmen. Namorel knew not the number of namekians that would actually follow under their wing, but he had faith in that fact. Helix seemed like the type the namekian people would listen to, perhaps his name meant something to the people of Namek, but Namorel had only just met and heard of him himself. Either way it worked in their favor in every conceivable way Namorel could imagine. With Gastro intent on leaving Namek Namorel's focus shifted to Helix, he had but one question to ask him.
"What are our plans? Are we setting up an area of central operation or will we divide between the two of us?"
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Post by Helix Crust on Mar 15, 2017 15:39:45 GMT
Helix nodded silently as Gastro detailed his venture out into space. "Well in that case I wish you good luck," he said warmly, smiling at the young warrior. "You have much potential hidden inside of you. I will await your return, my son."
The dragon caste silently agreed with Namorel's comment. There was going to be a shift in the namekian atmosphere, that was for certain. Helix just had to make sure that they fought the hate with love. Recruiting the terrified namekians in the middle of the conflict was just as important as fighting back directly against the darkness, perhaps even more important.
Namorel asked Helix what the plans were, and the prophet hummed softly in contemplation. They had to keep moving forward, that was a given. Stagnation was the enemy. "We should gather the allies," Helix began tentatively, before deciding more affirmatively. "We have to get all of the dragon castes on the same page. And our warriors must begin training, but as quietly as possible. I believe that secrecy is our friend, for now."
Helix turned to Gastro quickly. "Please, make your trip as quick as possible; I have much to teach you, and I'm certain that the wisdom of the warrior caste here at home will be infinitely useful." Helix paused, and chewed on his lip for a moment. "And I implore you… Be wary of the saiyans."
The prophet stood up, and Ollus, who had been quiet for a while, stood up beside him. "Namorel, my son. If you will, I would like to continue sharing our memories. We have to corroborate as much information as possible in order to be equipped for this threat."
"I'll send scouts out into the wilderness, to search out the center of the maelstrom," added Ollus softly, stepping outside after receiving a nod from Helix.
Helix turned to the remaining two namekians in the hut, his face filled with hope. "Brothers… A single stick can be snapped with ease. But grouped together, we form an unbendable force. Our bond is our most valuable resource."
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Post by Gastro on Mar 15, 2017 21:03:51 GMT
Well it seemed Gastro had to go now, he certainly learned a lot from is time here. With a quick ease from Namorel he was quite a good talker and leader huh, maybe he was the warrior caste leader already. Gastro oddly didn't know which was the leader, what the hell. Well besides his lack of knowledge on the clan he was in, it really was his time to go. Gastro grinned at Helix, the compliments were flattering Gastro himself didn't really think he had potential, sure he was probably the strongest warrior caste in his village but that was just hard work he remembered the time where he just barely beat a elder for Christ sake.
They also jumped right back to strategies, Gastro turned around ready to leave until Helix gave a quick comment."Eh, the Saiyans? What about that? Ah whatever, you can tell me later, well see yeah I can tell Namek will be in the right hands with you two and you won't even know that I was gone!" Well...that was quite bad, Gastro was already going to join the SSE for Porunga sake! Ah, how bad could this be? Surely he must've been talking about some other race or something, but whatever. Gastro now started to bolt out of the room with a grin on his face his cape wrapped around his waist flopping back exiting the hut he passed by several of the village members as he was coated in a green oozing aura that changed into a spiky shape. He then flew into the aura...now all was needed was some goodbyes and some
Gastro shall exit the thread! Going to request power level.
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Post by Helix Crust on Mar 21, 2017 18:16:09 GMT
Watching the pure hearted but naive namekian burst off into a comet of aura, Helix grinned to himself before turning to Namorel. Since Gastro and Ollus's departure the two powerful namekians stood in total confidence.
"Well then," Helix began with a smile, sitting back down and gesturing for his partner to join him, "Let us continue with the memory divulgence. We must stockpile as much knowledge as possible on the impeding threat, and the history of Namek i've missed."
The prophet glanced down at his tea leaves, as if trying to find secret knowledge in the bottom of his cup. He very well might have been, as it wasn't a trait uncommon to dragon caste elders to find omens in unexpected places. "I think we could due for another pot of tea, my friend," the prophet chimed playfully, "I predict it is going to be a long night."
(Namorel skipped upon request! Plot to be continued in a successive thread! This thread has officially brought together The Porungian Sentinel!)
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Post by Vennel on Mar 21, 2017 23:49:08 GMT
Helix Crust WC: 5,659 Gains zeni: 9,054 Old : 22,938 New : 31,992 @namorel WC: 2,621 Gains PL: 3,669 Old : 103,785 New : 107,454 Gastro WC: 1816 Gains PL: 2,724 Old : 3,000 New : 5,724 Tatsu PM me when you want your gains, with what gains you'd like.
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