Post by Kani Honke on Nov 17, 2014 3:26:23 GMT
Jicama had just gotten away from his home planet, after being bombarded by an onslaught of ki beams and ki balls. Jicama didn't know what he was going to do, he hadn't gotten to put any coordinates into his pod and he knew wherever he was going couldn't be Earth, but he closed his eyes anyway, drifting to sleep so that his ride would be a little less strenuous. As soon as he went to sleep, the raven haired warrior began dreaming of a better life than the one that he had lived. Throughout his dream all he saw was two blurry faces on obviously Saiyan bodies, and they appeared to be a very muscular man and a slim woman. Even though he had never seen them before in his life, they seemed so familiar. Throughout the dream, they followed him throughout his life, whether it was training with Rambuto, or helping his "parents' cook and clean around the house, they were right there watching him as he tried to advance through his life. The armor'd warrior started to realize that this dream made a bit too much sense, every time he got angry, something inside of him stopped him from doing anything, as if there were guardian angels watching over him his whole life. While this made sense to him, it still confused him, he didn't know whether or not to take this seriously or not. But, for some reason, this dream would turn into a nightmare as it carried him to his old house, where his "parents" were both slain and laid out on the floor. The ki explosion that had caused his "ki lock" to disappear, also made the two "angels" disappear from his side.
As soon as they disappeared, the raven haired Saiyan man had awaken, and he looked out of the window. As soon as he looked out, he noticed that his pod was heading straight to the ground of a sandy planet (obviously not Earth), a bit too violently, as if someone had shot it down, which was odd, he hadn't felt a sudden spike of energy from any where. The pod had finally begun to give warnings of low amounts of fuel, and just as soon as he heard the warning, he pressed the button for emergency eject.
With that, Jicama was forcefully pushed out of the pod and sent above the pod, where he floated in the sky, watching the pod fall to the ground, landing so hard on the planet that it causes a crater with a 20 feet radius. The impact had caused this strange planet to shake, and it brought forth many of the planet's natives. As the people began to come out, they all pointed and stared at Jicama, causing him to blush nervously, scratching the back of his head, "Heh, sorry everyone, I didn't mean to cause this much of a mess, I hope you all can forgive m-..." Before he finished, someone crept up behind him and placed him in a full nelson, before he could look back and see who it was, the person who had him in their grasp turned him towards the sky, where, of course, there was a full moon....
"Sweet dreams, princess...."
There was only one person in this world that called our raven haired wanderer 'princess'... "Rambuto, get your damn hands off of me!" As soon as he said the words, his eyes went from their usual black shade to a pure white. His body would begin to enlarge in every way, shape and form as he rapidly began to grow more hair all around his body. His regular groans and grunts turned into the forceful anger of an ape, a sudden burst of power had caused the ground to shake as he continued to take on this sudden transformation. The race on this planet were a group of peaceful doctors, there were no warriors on this planet, which would make this harder upon the natives who would have to witness the slaughter of their people. After a duration of 5 minutes, the beast like transformation was now finished, the only visible thing for many miles was the giant "ape", known as the Oozaru standing in the center of the planet. All around, all that was heard for miles were screams of terror, no one knew what to do so they all panicked and ran, which was a big mistake on all of their behalves. With one giant roar, while beating on his chest, Jicama would begin begin charging a raw. sloppy, saliva like ball of energy in his spacey depths of his ape jaws, as it's level of strength began to enlarge, he would snort a bit , then he spit it out into his own hands. When the saliva-like raw energy hit his hands, he would ball it up in his own hand, eventually making it a ball of energy that was the size of the average boulder. As it sizzled on his arm guard, he would eventually spot out a group of 100 plus pedestrians and he chucked the ball off in their direction. While the ball was in the air, as it flew towards the crowd, there were ki fragments coming off of it, the fragments killing people as the ball still went towards the crowd. As it finally landed, there were already so many casualties from the fragments, the 100 that he had aimed for were already aware of their fate as they were obliterated into nothingness.
This caused another loud roar to escape from his lips as he looked around the planet, noticing that most of the population had already been wiped out from just that one attack. But, he was a giant ape? Why would he care about the well being of a planet? He wasn't even all the way on this planet, he was high above everyone else, which made him a "god" to these people! Jicama would beat on his chest as he rapidly sent out mouth blasts all around him, hoping to eradicate anyone that got in his way, and so far, it had been working effectively against the defenseless planet. There was no military trying to fight back, and there were no fighters, so this would be easy as cake for the Oozaru that had no respect for any of these people. This wasn't Jicama that was stomping around and blasting everything in his sight, this was a bloodthirsty Saiyan, the most well known species in the galaxy for being insane, relentless killers, which honestly, the majority of the Saiyans were, and there was nothing anyone would change, because it was a genetic thing.
One more roar escaped his lips before the sun had begun to slowly rise from the East coast of the planet, and as the moon fell, so did the transformation. His body began to change back to it's normal form quickly, while everything around him had already been crushed beneath his feet. Since his transformation wasn't trained, Jicama had fell to his knees at first when the transformation finished, then he fell to his face, going unconscious as soon as he touched the ground.
But, as soon as Jicama had fell asleep, his constant, hell-ish nightmare had begun to overtake his mind once again, causing him to go slightly feel the insanity flow from out of his brain. Every time he had the dream, a small detail would change and cause him to wake up feeling a bit strange about his own well being. This time, throughout the dream, there was no Rambuto, and his "guardian angels" had also disappeared from his side. The only things that Jicama saw this time were himself, training on his own trying to push past all of his problems, and he saw the dead bodies of his adoptive parents. It didn't make sense to him, but eventually, he knew he'd have the answers, so far, all his life had been about was strange findings throughout all of his dreams. He continued to dream on about the same thing over and over: him coming in to see the bodies. While he was dreaming, his actual body shed many tears, trying to fight off the emotions that were being pushed out psychologically. Suddenly, he shot up, covered in sweat, his eyes popped open like road kill as the raven haired Saiyan man had finally awaken, he looked around him, a blank look had came across his face, he knew what had happened, and he wasn't one to blame his circumstances on anyone but himself.
"Alright, I suppose it's time I go look for a pod now, there's got to be one here.."
(OOC: This post is 1450 words, to save you the trouble)
As soon as they disappeared, the raven haired Saiyan man had awaken, and he looked out of the window. As soon as he looked out, he noticed that his pod was heading straight to the ground of a sandy planet (obviously not Earth), a bit too violently, as if someone had shot it down, which was odd, he hadn't felt a sudden spike of energy from any where. The pod had finally begun to give warnings of low amounts of fuel, and just as soon as he heard the warning, he pressed the button for emergency eject.
With that, Jicama was forcefully pushed out of the pod and sent above the pod, where he floated in the sky, watching the pod fall to the ground, landing so hard on the planet that it causes a crater with a 20 feet radius. The impact had caused this strange planet to shake, and it brought forth many of the planet's natives. As the people began to come out, they all pointed and stared at Jicama, causing him to blush nervously, scratching the back of his head, "Heh, sorry everyone, I didn't mean to cause this much of a mess, I hope you all can forgive m-..." Before he finished, someone crept up behind him and placed him in a full nelson, before he could look back and see who it was, the person who had him in their grasp turned him towards the sky, where, of course, there was a full moon....
"Sweet dreams, princess...."
There was only one person in this world that called our raven haired wanderer 'princess'... "Rambuto, get your damn hands off of me!" As soon as he said the words, his eyes went from their usual black shade to a pure white. His body would begin to enlarge in every way, shape and form as he rapidly began to grow more hair all around his body. His regular groans and grunts turned into the forceful anger of an ape, a sudden burst of power had caused the ground to shake as he continued to take on this sudden transformation. The race on this planet were a group of peaceful doctors, there were no warriors on this planet, which would make this harder upon the natives who would have to witness the slaughter of their people. After a duration of 5 minutes, the beast like transformation was now finished, the only visible thing for many miles was the giant "ape", known as the Oozaru standing in the center of the planet. All around, all that was heard for miles were screams of terror, no one knew what to do so they all panicked and ran, which was a big mistake on all of their behalves. With one giant roar, while beating on his chest, Jicama would begin begin charging a raw. sloppy, saliva like ball of energy in his spacey depths of his ape jaws, as it's level of strength began to enlarge, he would snort a bit , then he spit it out into his own hands. When the saliva-like raw energy hit his hands, he would ball it up in his own hand, eventually making it a ball of energy that was the size of the average boulder. As it sizzled on his arm guard, he would eventually spot out a group of 100 plus pedestrians and he chucked the ball off in their direction. While the ball was in the air, as it flew towards the crowd, there were ki fragments coming off of it, the fragments killing people as the ball still went towards the crowd. As it finally landed, there were already so many casualties from the fragments, the 100 that he had aimed for were already aware of their fate as they were obliterated into nothingness.
This caused another loud roar to escape from his lips as he looked around the planet, noticing that most of the population had already been wiped out from just that one attack. But, he was a giant ape? Why would he care about the well being of a planet? He wasn't even all the way on this planet, he was high above everyone else, which made him a "god" to these people! Jicama would beat on his chest as he rapidly sent out mouth blasts all around him, hoping to eradicate anyone that got in his way, and so far, it had been working effectively against the defenseless planet. There was no military trying to fight back, and there were no fighters, so this would be easy as cake for the Oozaru that had no respect for any of these people. This wasn't Jicama that was stomping around and blasting everything in his sight, this was a bloodthirsty Saiyan, the most well known species in the galaxy for being insane, relentless killers, which honestly, the majority of the Saiyans were, and there was nothing anyone would change, because it was a genetic thing.
One more roar escaped his lips before the sun had begun to slowly rise from the East coast of the planet, and as the moon fell, so did the transformation. His body began to change back to it's normal form quickly, while everything around him had already been crushed beneath his feet. Since his transformation wasn't trained, Jicama had fell to his knees at first when the transformation finished, then he fell to his face, going unconscious as soon as he touched the ground.
But, as soon as Jicama had fell asleep, his constant, hell-ish nightmare had begun to overtake his mind once again, causing him to go slightly feel the insanity flow from out of his brain. Every time he had the dream, a small detail would change and cause him to wake up feeling a bit strange about his own well being. This time, throughout the dream, there was no Rambuto, and his "guardian angels" had also disappeared from his side. The only things that Jicama saw this time were himself, training on his own trying to push past all of his problems, and he saw the dead bodies of his adoptive parents. It didn't make sense to him, but eventually, he knew he'd have the answers, so far, all his life had been about was strange findings throughout all of his dreams. He continued to dream on about the same thing over and over: him coming in to see the bodies. While he was dreaming, his actual body shed many tears, trying to fight off the emotions that were being pushed out psychologically. Suddenly, he shot up, covered in sweat, his eyes popped open like road kill as the raven haired Saiyan man had finally awaken, he looked around him, a blank look had came across his face, he knew what had happened, and he wasn't one to blame his circumstances on anyone but himself.
"Alright, I suppose it's time I go look for a pod now, there's got to be one here.."
(OOC: This post is 1450 words, to save you the trouble)