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Post by Mustyan on Apr 24, 2017 6:12:41 GMT
He looked at Tomoka a serious look, "Were you not the one who was falling out the window when we last meet." He said before turning his head. Tomoka would never surpass him not in a million years well as long as he stayed focused on training. The Arrogant saiyan still seemed to want to be immortal he didn't understand how he thought they'd solve his problem. The Saiyan made a respectful claim being honored to meet the guru. He honestly just assumed the monkey wanted to make sure the guru would tell him what he wanted. The saiyan desire for power or immortality was quite high he guessed it was because he could not get anything on his own so he needed a huge advantage over anyone else well being able to not die at all. On the other hand that meant they could just throw him into the voids of space and held be suffering for the rest of time itself. He looked at Tomoka as he looked at him seriously, "As I’ve said too many and will say to many you don't need to use power to defeat foes I am a thief you think I’m going to go walk up and fight the Saiyans no I am not. If I am going to fight I won't fight with my fist I’ll fight with my mind." He pointed at his forehead pointing it as he smirked at the saiyan, "And I’ll give you the advance if I strike they will rise and see their failures."
He started trying to grovel at the feet of the guru he mentally face palming. He didn't understand why the guru handled their presence with such a rude man clearly showing he was not worth his time. I mean it was not to say Mustyan was either he was a thief what did this demi god like being see in him. What did he exude that he wanted to experience himself. He eyed the guru as he asked his question. He wanted to know if this Tomoka wanted to fight with Lord Xylo. Of course he knew that he had been forced to fight but at the same time to him this Tomoka fought for him because he wanted to and wanted the power. He wanted the ability to control the world or wanted the power to be powerful. He didn't say anything however if he lied he would give his piece to the guru when that happened. If he told the truth then he had nothing to say did he.
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Post by Tomoka on Apr 26, 2017 21:04:06 GMT
The moment the blue man finished his first sentence, Tomoka stood up, just barely preventing him from grabbing the blue man by the neck and trying to strangle him. How DARE he mention that here, how DARE he remind Tomoka of such an event, and the look of seathing hatred on his face showed exactly what he was thinking. However, Tomoka was able to calm himself, and he sat back down. The blue man wasn't going to get stronger, and even if he did, Tomoka's Saiyan biology would allow him to become much stronger much faster, surpassing Mustyan in his base long before he could make any serious improvements. These thoughts and reminders were the only things that prevented him from attacking the blue man, and he was glad that he had done so.
But the next question didn't help him calm himself whatsoever. While it was a simple question, an easy question to answer... it was hard all at the same time. He was being asked if he was going to follow Xylo into battle willingly, and destroy his old empire on command. Tomoka just sat there for a moment, not sure how to respond. Until, finally, he let out a deep breath. He looked Helix straight in the eye, a look of determination on his face. "Yes. Yes I will. I will fight as one of Xylo's soldiers, and I will do everything in my power to destroy the SSE. The empire that is ruled by those who couldn't give a damn about it's own peoples survival. It does not care about the saiyan people, and most definitely doesn't care about the lower class, who conquer worlds for them as infants and devote their entire lives to serving it, only to be thrown to the wayside the moment any inconvenience pops up. So yes, I will gladly fight for Xylo, if it means the end of the empire." Tomoka would finally finish, looking at the Guru without a hint of remorse. He wanted the empire gone, and if Xylo made that happen, than Tomoka would follow him, plain and simple. "It used me as it uses millions on a daily basis, and I refuse to allow it to continue the way it has any longer. The empire dies, and the Mazoku will rise."
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Post by Helix Crust on Apr 26, 2017 23:27:30 GMT
Helix listened to Tomoka's speech, giving way to silence, and then brewed a silence of his own. The the tea was going to be done soon, and for some reason the namekian now craved to drink it in solitude.
Finally, after a few seconds hung in the air, Helix let out a sigh through his nose. His eyes flickered to Tomoka, and then to Mustyan.
His forehead markings suddenly burst into a piercing glow, and his voice would enter their heads telepathically.
<Very well then,>
Helix's silhouette poured over the sides of his his chair, expanding and darkening, wrinkles cracking across the surface of his body, his flesh growing thicker and thicker with weight and size. The prophet's skull elongated upwards as his eyes were lulled shut by exhaustion, and he felt years of age stick to his bones as he expanded hundreds of years into the future. The guru had transformed into the state of the previous Grand Elder Nai, and quite abruptly stood at the crux of incredible mystic knowledge and wisdom.
When Helix spoke, his mental presence conveyed his original voice, and a gentle, more tired tone layered underneath. <I understand.>
And with that, the guru would quickly send a pulse of gentle telepathic energy over the duo's minds. The power was a gentle but intoxicating suggestion, an overwhelming wall of energy which would lull them both into almost instant unconsciousness.
If his telepathy ran it's course successfully, the fat guru would sigh, surveying the two unconscious youths sitting before him, bickering only moments earlier. Slowly, his enlarged form would dissolve, and the prophet would fade back into his regular size.
The guru would enjoy the tea in silence alongside the two sleeping aliens for almost an hour.
And once the kettle was empty, Helix would walk alongside the party of warrior castes that lifted the slumbering offworlders and brought them out to an empty field of grass.
The namekians would lay them down in the flowers gently, cast a spell of good fortune… and return to the village.
It was foolish of Helix to think he could change their minds. It was foolish to think he could change anything.
Exit.
Attempting to gently knock Tomoka and Mustyan out with Nai Incarnate (x7) — [N1] Psychic Squeeze,
523,838 PL each.
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Post by Mustyan on Apr 27, 2017 1:13:14 GMT
Mustyan looked at the saiyan as he seemed to be all in a rage. The Thief wanted to laugh but he decided not to. He had proven his point and that was he was not going to be messed with. Tomoka spoke about he will fight for Xylo to defeat the SSE as they don't care for their people and their evil. He turned his head blinking a couple of times as looked at the Saiyan, "You join another empire to slay an empire how ironic. You know this Xylo so well that you are willing to throw your lot with him without knowing him all that way. He tried to kill you and you join him. He gave you the choice of death or being sent to another planet to die. That sounds a lot like the SSE to meet. Just because you paint him in a green coat and call him something does not mean they still have the same spots." He shakes his head, "I know a Tyrant when i smell one it is the same with the Aroscian emperor and the saiyan leadership. We live in a time where you need to be ruthless and cutthroat to live but it does not mean you thrive." He looked at Tomoka. He knew this man was the guru he had been having a peaceful time problem before Xylo arrived then there was peace. Then Xylo arrived and now things had changed for the guru that was what he assumed at least. He cracked his neck absorbing all the tension in the room. He was about to speak to the guru before he heard the voice. He blinked looking around as he no idea what was going on. The Figure seem to transform from his Namak form into some bigger fatter Namak. He had to be like some being shape shifting to lure ones into some fall sense of security. Mustyan knew the best action in these type of Situations.
"Have fun!" Mustyan flipped around leaping towards the entrance to escape what he assumed was this demon namakians. No way was he crazy enough to leave himself exposed and be in the area if he used his wrath to burst Tomoka into tomato juice. Mustyan felt something tug at him however as he crashed just inches from the stairs. He felt pretty sleeping as he rubbed his eyes and before he knew it, he was out like a light. Mustyan eyes sprung open as he laying in a field of flowers. The Thief groaned he assumed he was in heaven, or maybe he was in a namakians jail but no, he was just lying in the middle of nowhere. When he fell asleep did the namakians teleport him. Maybe he was under the effect of some Hypnotic Tea. If they could bring the dead then why could they not make tea to take over their minds? Tomoka was right next to him but it seemed he'd problem wake up soon. After all he was strong yes but it was not like he was some god compared to him. Mustyan flipped to his feet confused why the Guru would spare them. He didn't ponder it much it'd problem hurt his head if he keep it up so he decided to hell with it. He'd had little more use staying here if what this man said was true he had to check Arosce and Kanesha and see what was going on. Had they been restored at some point or had they not. He was going to find out and he was going to find fast. He decided to not steal from the saiyan as well; maybe it was best to just let him do what he wishes. He had a death wish it seemed like he'd problem use up his money somewhere anyway.
(Enjoyed the thread Zeni please!)
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Post by Tomoka on Apr 27, 2017 2:20:51 GMT
Tomoka would simply wait for the response from the Guru, tension in the room. Exactly what was he going to do now? He just went on an anti-SSE tirade explaining why he wanted to bring it down to the ground, why he hated it so very much. But... the blue man spoke instead. And rather than respond with an attack, or an angered fit towards him... he simply remained silent, waiting for Helix's response. "I know I sound violent. I know I sound mad. But I'll tell you that I believe what I'm going to do will make things better. Xylo may be a tyrant, but last time I checked, he doesn't plan on setting up an oppressive caste system, which is better for everyone." Tomoka would say quietly to the Guru before him. He didn't know why he felt so calm. He should be feeling angry, enraged even. But no... he felt fine.
And so, when the Guru morphed into the fat old Namek he saw before him now, he didn't run away in terror. Instead, he just sat there, wondering what the hell was going to happen. He clearly wasn't going to kill him, that was for sure, but he was clearly reacting to what Tomoka had done. Tomoka blinked once, and blinked again, his eyes becoming heavy. What... was this? He suddenly felt... tired. Weak. His arms felt like jelly, his legs like bricks... he couldn't be falling.... asleep.... could he?
Tomoka would wake quickly, and his head would shoot up as he looked around him, turning his head from side to side. Where... was he? What had happened to him? Oh kami... was this like what those people on Earth did, where they'd drug you, harvest your kidneys, and throw you in a field to forget about you even existing? Oh fuck, if that were the ca- wait. He hadn't drunk the tea! There was no conceivable way that he was somehow drugged by the nameks. He rolled his eyes, and sat up. He did a quick self examination of his body, even going as far as to remove his battle suit to check if anything was torn. Once he was done, he quickly blasted the suit; damaged armor meant nothing to him. Besides, the dragon castes back at Castle Mazoku had prepared several identical sets for him, which pleased him quite a bit. He would fly into the air, and search on his scouter for any familiar power levels. When he finally found them, he would fly in the direction, in only a black jumpsuit with boots and gloves.
As Tomoka began the journey back to the castle, he would begin to wonder about what exactly he was going to do. Clearly he wasn't going to get his information from the Guru, that much was clear. He clearly didn't plan on sharing any of the dragon ball's secrets with Tomoka, not after what he had said, not after what he had done. He had acted like a violent off worlder, who appeared to have no respect for the namekian peoples and its values. And while Tomoka was certainly willing to be violent and he was nowhere near a native. What he had done most definitely went against what those who were against Xylo believed in, and he began to think that maybe he had been just as The Guru had seen him. Maybe he had been disrespectful and violent.
Of course, this didn't bother Tomoka to much, but it bothered him more than he should. No soldier, or saiyan, should regret being violent. Yet here he was, contemplating his actions to the highest degree. Tomoka figured that it was most likely because he had just made his chances of finding something he wanted harder, since he had just alienated himself from the most knowledgeable people on the dragonballs. Tomoka than realized that his only chance of figuring out all he needed to know was from those who he served: he would have to ask the Mazoku. Of course, not every one of them was going to know all that needed to be known... no. Tomoka had to talk to someone with power... and with knowledge.
At that moment, Tomoka knew what he had to do. He knew exactly what was required of him, and he was ready to do it. When Tomoka was ready... he would speak to Xylo. He didn't know when, he didn't know if his questions would be answered, but he knew that if he wanted any chance of finding the balls, he needed to do this. As Tomoka landed in front of the castle and returned to his room, he began to wonder. Wonder if his goals were set in the right direction. But than, he wondered: which ones will save you from death?
And than he had no doubt in his mind about what needed to be done.
Exiting thread as well! This was a good one guys, gotta say. Taking PL for it, hope you guys enjoyed it as much as I did.
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Post by Queen Habana on Apr 30, 2017 23:02:23 GMT
Tomoka | WC: 6742 | PL Gains: 6,573 | New PL: 22,896
Mustyan | WC: 4,341 | Zeni Gains: 3,907 | New Zeni: 6,161
Helix | WC: 2,921 | Zeni Gains: 3,505 | New Zeni: 3,505
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