Post by Arcticon on Jul 27, 2017 4:34:52 GMT
Arcticon's spacepod began entering Earth's atmosphere, causing it to burning up and traveling speedily through the air. Arcticon fell to sleep but the smell of fire immediately woke him up. The spacepod was old so it was expected to have issues but he didn't expect it to catch fire from landing! Before Arcticon could do anything, the pod already crashed down on Earth, causing an explosion. Arcticon coughed from the smoke and flew away from the crater caused by the impact of the pod. "Minor setback.. Now, to find the inhabitants of this planet."
Arcticon looked around and wondered where he was. It seemed he was ina forest of some kind. Arcticon would hear the animals barking and screeching. Arcticon took note of everything around him. It was going to be quite a long time before he could leave the planet and begin colonizing, so he had to get used to everything. Earth was filled with more life than Arcticon would hope it would. He also sensed major power levels across the planet. It would be a long time before he could even conquer this planet! And it was one of the smallest he knew of. Arcticon didn't mind however, in the mean time he could master his skills as a fighter himself, and potentially fight the power levels he sensed.
He was going to study the entire Earth so that he'd know how to use his surroundings. Arcticon wasn't going to fit into the civilization here so he had to live off the land, that and when he fights, he has an advantage as he knows how to use the environment around him. It may seem tedious but Arcticon was patient and knew becoming the strongest wasn't somthing you'd get from pure rage or determination alone, you had to put some effort in and actually be patient, making strategies from the top of your head from pure knowledge of your enemy or the arena itself! He was incredibly annoyed by the simple minded fighters he'd hear of from stories when he was still cooped up in his dad's spaceship. Arcticon hoped the fighters from Earth weren't like this.
He looked around the forest, seeing bamboo and dozens of trees. Looking around, Arcticon could see a city to his far east. He could start there. Arcticon flew to East Capitol in a rush, excited to see Earth's civilization. Once he arrived, there was a massive crowd, walking around either talking on the phone or with a partner. It was much more peaceful the Arcosian Empire. While he was cooped up in his old man's spaceship for all his life, Arcticon read books and stories about how violent the Empire really was. There was constant murder and crime, and on Earth, there doesn't seem to be any at all! The earthlings seemed sensitive and weak to say the least..
Arcticon flew over the city trying to find something interesting, there were shops, merchants, and giant markets. Their economy also seemed well, perhaps he could find out what currency they use.. Then, something caught his eye. Looking down, Arcticon could see a relatively small building, in the back of an alley way. He decided to take a look. Flying down, Arcticon could see what appeared to be a building completely made of stone and on top was a neon sign saying, "FIGHT CLUB." Arcticon could sense the people inside, they were all weak, but maybe they had some strategies he could pick up? Arcticon opened the door and walked in.
When he was inside, no one really seem to notice him, too indulged in the fight they were watching. The spectators also screamed and shouted every time a fighter got punched. He looked and saw two large men engaging in a mindless fist fight. All of their punches were random, with no precision, and so they constantly missed. Yet they keep punching randomly! Arcticon watched in boredom until the one on the left got knocked out. The winner collected lots of money. Arcticon figured it out, if you win you collect all the money that you betted. However, Arcticon didn't have any of their currency. Should he ask? Perhaps not, everyone here was a ruffian after all. But, when the winner collected his money, they were so careless some of it dropped to the floor. Arcticon happily took it, with no one noticing as well as they were all cheering or screaming.
Arcticon walked up to who appeared to be the judge and handed him the money. "Hehe, you want to fight with only five zeni? The payout's going to be small." So that's what their currency is called, zeni. Arcticon said yes and stepped into the ring. The opponet seemed to be even weaker than the previous two. "3, 2, 1, go!"
The fighter ran and tried to possibly punch Arcticon in the stomach. He managed to dodge their punch, dashes behind them, and grabs them around their waist. Arcticon then preforms a german suplex, hitting the fighter's head against the concrete arena. Arcticon released his grab and stood up straight. The fighter was unconscious causing the spectators to roar and cheer. Arcticon was amused by the weak fighters, but he was done with the place. He went up and gathered his ten zeni, leaving the club.
With his ten zeni, perhaps he could buy something to eat? Arcticon wandered around the streets, with people eyeing him as he walked past them. Were they not used to aliens coming to their planet? He was sure there were saiyans, namekians, and other aliens that roam Earth as well. Or was it because he was arcosian? Arcticon couldn't be sure. After a long stroll, he managed to find a merchant selling fruits, apples for ten zeni! Arcticon walked up, about to hand his zeni until the owner screamed, "H-Hey! No, no, NO ALIENS! I've had enough of them coming to this city causing mayhem! Humans only freak!" People around caught note of what the owner said and when spotting Arcticon, screamed and ran around in a hurry.
Arcticon looked at the owner. He had no pupils but it was clear he was mad. He walked towards the owner, pushing away any humans in his way. Once he was in front of the owner, they began sweating and breathing heavily, before Arcticon grabbed their neck with his tail.
"Don't, talk down to me, HUMAN."
With a simple swing of his tail, Arcticon threw the owner across the road, with their body impacting the ground, leaving a hole in the ground, and a massive amount of blood. They were surely dead. Arcticon then realized his mistake. He went on a childish outburst, now the police will surely come, and even if he escapes he'll be wanted. It was a bad day for Arcticon, he simply flew upwards and back to his pod landing simply to escape the city.
Arcticon looked around and wondered where he was. It seemed he was ina forest of some kind. Arcticon would hear the animals barking and screeching. Arcticon took note of everything around him. It was going to be quite a long time before he could leave the planet and begin colonizing, so he had to get used to everything. Earth was filled with more life than Arcticon would hope it would. He also sensed major power levels across the planet. It would be a long time before he could even conquer this planet! And it was one of the smallest he knew of. Arcticon didn't mind however, in the mean time he could master his skills as a fighter himself, and potentially fight the power levels he sensed.
He was going to study the entire Earth so that he'd know how to use his surroundings. Arcticon wasn't going to fit into the civilization here so he had to live off the land, that and when he fights, he has an advantage as he knows how to use the environment around him. It may seem tedious but Arcticon was patient and knew becoming the strongest wasn't somthing you'd get from pure rage or determination alone, you had to put some effort in and actually be patient, making strategies from the top of your head from pure knowledge of your enemy or the arena itself! He was incredibly annoyed by the simple minded fighters he'd hear of from stories when he was still cooped up in his dad's spaceship. Arcticon hoped the fighters from Earth weren't like this.
He looked around the forest, seeing bamboo and dozens of trees. Looking around, Arcticon could see a city to his far east. He could start there. Arcticon flew to East Capitol in a rush, excited to see Earth's civilization. Once he arrived, there was a massive crowd, walking around either talking on the phone or with a partner. It was much more peaceful the Arcosian Empire. While he was cooped up in his old man's spaceship for all his life, Arcticon read books and stories about how violent the Empire really was. There was constant murder and crime, and on Earth, there doesn't seem to be any at all! The earthlings seemed sensitive and weak to say the least..
Arcticon flew over the city trying to find something interesting, there were shops, merchants, and giant markets. Their economy also seemed well, perhaps he could find out what currency they use.. Then, something caught his eye. Looking down, Arcticon could see a relatively small building, in the back of an alley way. He decided to take a look. Flying down, Arcticon could see what appeared to be a building completely made of stone and on top was a neon sign saying, "FIGHT CLUB." Arcticon could sense the people inside, they were all weak, but maybe they had some strategies he could pick up? Arcticon opened the door and walked in.
When he was inside, no one really seem to notice him, too indulged in the fight they were watching. The spectators also screamed and shouted every time a fighter got punched. He looked and saw two large men engaging in a mindless fist fight. All of their punches were random, with no precision, and so they constantly missed. Yet they keep punching randomly! Arcticon watched in boredom until the one on the left got knocked out. The winner collected lots of money. Arcticon figured it out, if you win you collect all the money that you betted. However, Arcticon didn't have any of their currency. Should he ask? Perhaps not, everyone here was a ruffian after all. But, when the winner collected his money, they were so careless some of it dropped to the floor. Arcticon happily took it, with no one noticing as well as they were all cheering or screaming.
Arcticon walked up to who appeared to be the judge and handed him the money. "Hehe, you want to fight with only five zeni? The payout's going to be small." So that's what their currency is called, zeni. Arcticon said yes and stepped into the ring. The opponet seemed to be even weaker than the previous two. "3, 2, 1, go!"
The fighter ran and tried to possibly punch Arcticon in the stomach. He managed to dodge their punch, dashes behind them, and grabs them around their waist. Arcticon then preforms a german suplex, hitting the fighter's head against the concrete arena. Arcticon released his grab and stood up straight. The fighter was unconscious causing the spectators to roar and cheer. Arcticon was amused by the weak fighters, but he was done with the place. He went up and gathered his ten zeni, leaving the club.
With his ten zeni, perhaps he could buy something to eat? Arcticon wandered around the streets, with people eyeing him as he walked past them. Were they not used to aliens coming to their planet? He was sure there were saiyans, namekians, and other aliens that roam Earth as well. Or was it because he was arcosian? Arcticon couldn't be sure. After a long stroll, he managed to find a merchant selling fruits, apples for ten zeni! Arcticon walked up, about to hand his zeni until the owner screamed, "H-Hey! No, no, NO ALIENS! I've had enough of them coming to this city causing mayhem! Humans only freak!" People around caught note of what the owner said and when spotting Arcticon, screamed and ran around in a hurry.
Arcticon looked at the owner. He had no pupils but it was clear he was mad. He walked towards the owner, pushing away any humans in his way. Once he was in front of the owner, they began sweating and breathing heavily, before Arcticon grabbed their neck with his tail.
"Don't, talk down to me, HUMAN."
With a simple swing of his tail, Arcticon threw the owner across the road, with their body impacting the ground, leaving a hole in the ground, and a massive amount of blood. They were surely dead. Arcticon then realized his mistake. He went on a childish outburst, now the police will surely come, and even if he escapes he'll be wanted. It was a bad day for Arcticon, he simply flew upwards and back to his pod landing simply to escape the city.