Orion
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PL:25,539 Oozaru(x10): 255,390 Items:One-Use SpacePod, Pink Scouter, Upgraded Spaceship, x80 Gravity Chamber; Zeni: 192
Tag: @jin
Posts: 111
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Post by Orion on Nov 22, 2014 18:53:23 GMT
What a beauty of a day. The sun shining and the world at a stand still in peace. Not a thing to but any of the humans that roamed South Capitol. Only humans and a concealed Saiyan to move around. His tail wrapped around his waist and reminiscent of a belt. His Saiyan armor gleaming, the shoulders removed at last and only the yellow belts to keep it hoisted on his chest. His scowl glaring at the humans whom passed by. It was, despite the scenery, an annoyance of the Saiyan that the planet hadn't a conflict at the moment. Kani Honke
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Kani Honke
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PL: 9,607; Hidden Potential(x4): 38,428; Items: One Use Space Pod; Zeni: 500
Tag: @krillo
OOC Name: Kagami, Saiyan
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Post by Kani Honke on Nov 22, 2014 19:44:47 GMT
A few hours ago, Jicama had finally crash landed on the planet known as Earth, and so far, he had seen nothing that intrigued his interests what so ever. There had been no violence, there were no Saiyans (as far as he could tell), and no one spoke to him. All in all, he was already sick of this planet, he wish he had never left Planet Vegeta, but he had to, he had to avenge his family. Currently, he found himself walking amongst the Earthlings, which was quite uncomfortable. On Planet Vegeta, the streets weren't as busy as this, so everyone usually had space to walk at their own pace, while here on Earth, everyone had to walk amongst each other in crowded streets. While he made his way through, his scouter would begin beeping, picking up on a power that was a lot bigger than his own, causing a bit of discomfort, his stomach had began developing metaphorical butterflies, hoping it wasn't Rambuto.
"14,012? No, that's not Rambuto... But it has to be a fellow Saiyan, right?"
With those words uttered, he got his answer, as he saw the other Saiyan man walking right in front of him, a slight feeling of ease as he tapped the other Saiyan's shoulder.
"Uh, I'm new here... Would you mind telling me where I am?"
As he uttered the words, his brown, monkey like tail had began to show, he unraveled it from his waist and let it sit on his shoulder. As he began to pet his tail, he kept complete eye contact with this other man, it was disrespectful not to.
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Orion
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PL:25,539 Oozaru(x10): 255,390 Items:One-Use SpacePod, Pink Scouter, Upgraded Spaceship, x80 Gravity Chamber; Zeni: 192
Tag: @jin
Posts: 111
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Post by Orion on Nov 23, 2014 2:26:56 GMT
Nothing. Not a human dared to speak to him. Not a single offer for his all mighty power. Not even a single nod. No wonder all the other empires mocked and declared Earth as the worst possibly planet to live in. Perhaps the only good aspect had to be the hidden men and women who boasted powerful sources of energy. Scratch that, men. Only the men of the planet seemed to even have high powers. The Saiyan had to think: What made other aliens come in the first place? The solar system's rotation, maybe? The sun? Eh, perhaps another time could take his valuable time.
“Pointless. That's all this is..eh..?!” Orion twisted his head around to face the new face. His own, gloved hand, tightening around Jicama's wrist and twisting it, as well. Eyes glaring darkly upon the Saiyan as his own tail uncurled and thwacked against the ground in a feline manner. Orion's eyes traveling to Jicama's tail and armor before loosening his grip and backing some, bowing respectively as he mistook the other Saiyan.
“Apologies! I thought you were one of these insects and..!” The male's scouter beeped once and rather slow. “A lower class? Feh. To think, I thought I was out of line. You're on earth, tyke. A spiraling cesspool.”
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Kani Honke
Newcomer
PL: 9,607; Hidden Potential(x4): 38,428; Items: One Use Space Pod; Zeni: 500
Tag: @krillo
OOC Name: Kagami, Saiyan
Posts: 30
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Post by Kani Honke on Nov 30, 2014 23:42:49 GMT
The sudden twisting pressure added to his wrist had began to pain him a bit, when the fellow Saiyan let go, the black suited warrior would grab his own wrist, trying to regain the feeling in it. When the feeling came back, he felt the pain, the difference in power between him and the other Saiyan was now even more obvious to him, so he nodded, knowing he'd have no chance in a fight against this man. His fighter's spirit was driving him crazy though, soon he'd need a fight, or he'd implode. But, he felt a bit better when the Saiyn man bowed to him, it made him feel the same respect he hadn't gotten for any of his life, so it was something new. He'd bow back, his armor now glistening a bit, almost as bright as his smile that he made sure to flash as well. But, after all this positive emotion being displayed, it was negated by the beeping of a scouter and the reaction to the scouter reading, causing Jicama to do the infamous [small]anime[/small] face plant.
When he made it back to his feet, he looked at the man eye to eye, shaking his head with his hand gently scratching the back of his head, a nervous smile on his face. "Well uh, I wouldn't exactly give myself a rank, I may have a low power level..." He'd place a finger up in front of himself, as if he was trying to remember what he was trying to say. "I had a curse placed under me as a newborn, in order for my parents to be elites, they made a deal with a group of black magic users to put a limit on my power... Well, that's what I've gotten from my dreams, I could be wrong?" He'd shrug, not sure what else to say, he didn't know if he was right or not, he also didn't expect this man to listen, care, or believe him.
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