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Post by Tomoka on Jul 31, 2017 18:52:31 GMT
Tomoka looked down, staring into the void that he had just dropped the poor ogre into. It was so... simple. He had just snuffed out a life in a single instant, and low and behold, he had succeeded almost instantaneously. It was almost as if he could feel the ogre, slowly falling, falling falling. He could almost... sense him. The power he had within him. It wasn't anything comparable to Tomoka, of course, yet it was still... noticeable. What was this? What was he... doing?
Tomoka slowly began to float, hovering until he was around 20-30 feet in the air. He looked around him, still unsure of what he was doing, what he was feeling. Hell, he wasn't even sure of what he was about to do. But, he had a body. It was time to make use of it. So, with that intention in mind, he outstretched his hand, turning to see the canyon he had run through in front of him. He had to retrain himself. After going possibly a month or two without fighting, or moving his muscles, or firing ki blasts, he NEEDED to train, that was for certain. So, he would slowly shape his fingers, until he was pointing at that mountain like a 5 year old to a poster of a changeling. "Pew pew. BANG!" He muttered, before firing a massive ki blast from his finger. In an instant, half the canyon was wiped clean off the face of the earth, and a wave of boulders, rocks and dust was traveling in the opposite direction.
He chuckled, examining his handiwork. "Not bad..." he muttered, before he began to wobble in the air, feeling as if every ounce of his energy had suddenly been spent. "Oh... fuck..." he would rasp, before his strength caved in, his floating faltered, and he began to full into the deep dark abyss. If he did somehow not wind up destroying this new body of his, he would learn a lesson this day: the moment your functioning body is restored completely, it's best not to use every single drop of your strength to destroy a useless target.
a successor to my body getting thread! Figuring with all the noise, someone should be attracted to what the hell just happened.
[MP3] Pew pew, BANG used! all of Tomoka's kp has already been spent, just after getting his body back!
Kp: 0/3
Previous thread: wodsouls.freeforums.net/thread/12656/feel-solo-body-wip?page=1&scrollTo=96896
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Post by Plato on Jul 31, 2017 19:21:47 GMT
Powerlevel: 284,292
Plato wandered the landscape of Hell his eyes watching the red skies which passed by above him. Hell always seem to be the same is the same old without anything going on. It made him want to come back more and more. Plato sighed shifting his weight as he heard a big bang in the distance. He looked over seeing a wave of rocks traveled from the location of an explosion. He could sense a semi decent powerlevel. Plato sighed; he had a feeling that whoever was doing this had not good intentions. He began to fly over to check out what was going on. When he got there he could see a man falling into a deep dark abyss probley from his own handy work but he was unsure. However what he did know was that this person seemed to need help. Plato aura flashed around him as he flew down quickly to grab the man who was falling. His hand would grasp the back of his armor as he began to fly up. Based on what he could grab it seemed it was saiyan armor though in the darkness he could not fully see what the man looked like. He speak as he flew up looking down, "I don't know what you’re trying to do but it sounded and looked like you needed help i hope you don't mind." Plato said as he keeps flying up towards land where the both of them could plant there feet.
(Short but wanted to get my feet in the water agian)
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Post by Rafar on Aug 1, 2017 0:26:58 GMT
PL 0 Transformations Active: N/A Current Pl: N/A Gain Bonuses: AL
Rafar's spirit idly drifted through the rocky terrain of hell, wondering how he ever got to this place. Apparently neutrality was enough to send you to this hellish place, which the Sayian found rather unjust. What was he supposed to do, protect every citizen on every planet? They needed to be strong enough to defend themselves if they ever wanted peace. Still annoyed at this fact, the white spirit was suddenly nearly obliterated by a lance of energy that turned most of the landscape into atoms, or whatever the afterlife was comprised of. Rafar floated backwards and swore. That had been way too close, he had to remember that he was a lot more vulnerable as a puffball then he ever was in his regular body. "Speaking of bodies." The spirit squeaked, "Who shot that blast?" Rafar had been under the impression that the only ones that were allowed to have bodies were the ogres, but the Sayian severely doubted a simple ogre could be that strong. I don't know exactly how powerful that attack was, but it certainly wasn't a ki blast, let's see....? The spirit twisted left, right up and down, desperately seeking for the source of the power. Finally, he spotted a pair of figures rising from the nearby canyon, one pulling the other up bodily. One of them was a Sayian, that was sure. But the other one, was a Konatsian? Huh, never seen one of those before, other than in recordings. Neat. Rafar would float closer to the pair, following the Konatsian's ascent at a distance. "Excuse me, but where do you find bodies? I really need to get to training."
OOC: First hell thread
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Post by Tomoka on Aug 1, 2017 18:40:25 GMT
Tomoka's eyes slowly opened, and he groaned, slowly sitting up. He cracked his neck, feeling that some of his strength had returned to him. He jumped up and down a few times, before turning to address the first person he heard, seeing... a puff of gas. Realizing immediately, Tomoka gave a chuckle. "Huh. Looks like I've found someone who seems to have been in the same predicament I was in an hour ago." Tomoka muttered, not noticing the one who had saved him just yet, and who it was. "Well, pretty simple. The ogre's have this shit called shoki. Take it from them, and you can buy your way to a body, or create one of your own. Pretty simple." Tomoka explained. "Now, as for you..." he would say, before turning around to see who had saved him.
He was... more than a little surprised.
Tomoka blinked, taking a step back, giving Plato a look of utter shock. "You're... that guy..." Tomoka muttered, pointing at him slowly. "The guy... who..." Tomoka continued to whisper, before shouting, "IT'S YOU ASSHOLE! You're the prick who mocked my death, insulted me, and barely gave me a scrap of knowledge! I oughta tear you a ne-" Tomoka began, before suddenly stopping himself. It was this man who had given him the knowledge that led him to get this new body of his. Maybe he SHOULDN'T be screaming at him, especially since this man seemed like he was much, MUCH stronger than him.
"Ahem... sorry about that. I was a bit pissed off about our encounter a few weeks ago. But thanks to your help, I got this fine bod of mine back, so I suppose I should be thanking you." Tomoka said, looking a tad embarrassed as he spoke. "I was being a total prick by doing that. Still, I didn't die in the vacuum of space fighting some bitch just to get lectured by a... fuck, I still don't know what you are." Tomoka began to chuckle, flashing a grin. "Now, let's start over. The name's Tomoka. I'm a saiyan, and I'm mazoku. And you?"
Tomoka extends a hand of comradery to the guy who made fun of him!
KP used: no action taken, so back up to 1/3
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Post by Plato on Aug 1, 2017 19:03:38 GMT
Plato looked down at the man as he dropped him before he heard the voice of a new person. He turned his head slightly eyeing the puffball. "Ok here we go agian alright i'm going to explain this really quick." Plato walked over putting his hands on the shoulder of the ghost though they would just phase through since he was a ghost. "So to get a body you need something called Shoki. You can get shoki by just walking around it like i suppose i say it akin to like glue you can use it to bring your body back to together and to get out of here. If you get enough then you should be fine." He said not trying to explain it all in detail as the annoying saiyan voice echoed in his head. Wait was that who he saved. He internally sighed, "Yes i'm that guy got a problem with that." Plato tilted his head looking at the saiyan in the eyes. He began to berate him how he was some terrible person, and how he had insulted the man about how he died. Then he was about to threaten Plato. The level of Disrespect was amazing. Did this saiyan know how to sense ki or have a scouter. He put a hand on his chin speaking, "First off, you were the one who got yourself thrown out of an airlock. Whatever plan you had must of been pretty bad if it went well that wrong. I took you at first as some warrior guess i assumed wrong." Plato shrugged. "The second thing is that you came all storming in how your gonna kill ogre's and well i don't take kindly to those trying to kill hard working ogre's this is there job. Don't need any hazard for them." He pointed back to the new saiyan, "As long as you didn't die the same way i won't make fun of yah." He said as the Saiyan tried to put his act together.
The saiyan was trying to get on his good side by thanking him Plato floating as he put a hand to his face, "Your welcome i suppose." He said, prehaps this saiyan would turn around. He told him he didn't want to be lectured Plato couldn't help but laugh, "I get what you mean i use to work for a guy who did that all the time then i kicked him to the curb. Then i died." Plato said smiling as the man spoke. "So your Tomoka well, i'm surprised you don't know who i am but alright i'll bite." Plato said coughing into his hand, "I am Plato of Konats, Former King of Konats." Plato said before turning to Rafar, "And who are you." Plato looking at Rafar as he floated about.
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Post by Greeve on Aug 1, 2017 21:48:27 GMT
Thread PL: 471696
It was funny how it took a war to liven up the afterlife. It hadn't been long since Greeve had gotten out of his cell, and already he was seeing and feeling new sights. It seemed the war with the Mazoku Dominion and the Saiyan Solar Empire was just what the doctor ordered. New people were coming into the afterlife, and for the most part it seemed they were staying there, for the time being. And then he felt it. A familiar power that he had encountered before.
It's him. So, he ended up back here after all. Didn't take long for him at all.
He had last sensed him during the fighting on Yardrat, and assumed that was where he was killed. It was enough to make the phantom chuckle. He had sounded so high and mighty when they met, and yet he seemed to fail miserably. Greeve however wasn't bothered by his death. It was just another setback for him.
He followed the powers, and it wouldn't be long before he found him. Plato, the former king of Konats. Though it seemed the retained his body. Guess it was one of those things you kept once you gained it back. There seemed to be another individual with him, much weaker by comparison. Normally the individual would be stronger than Greeve, but at this point in time his power dwarfed his. And then there was a third. A small puffball. A new arrival he believed. They seemed to be discussing something, though what it was Greeve didn't care. He hovered quietly overhead, watching the pair of them.
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Post by Rafar on Aug 2, 2017 2:31:41 GMT
PL 0
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Current Pl: N/A
Gain Bonuses: AL
The Sayian's spirit bobbed up and down idly as he pieced together the interwoven explanations of the pair while trying not to laugh at Plato's attempt at patronization. From what he could gather, one simply needed to collect some otherworldly material called "shoki", whether through aggressive or passive means, and then use it to ...bring his body back? The process seemed a little variable, which did not appeal to the Sayian's practical side. "Thanks for the information, I'll have to get to collecting as soon as possible."
Maybe I should find someone who can give me more specific advice. If this energy can rearrange reality within this space, I don't think it's something you want to be pointing the wrong way. Rafar filed this information away for future reference, Probably time to start exploring a little bit if I want to find someone before too long.
For right now however, he was having far too much fun watching his two new acquaintances insult each other. The Sayian was hotheaded, brash, and otherwise a typical example of a new Sayian warrior. It took him a solid 5 seconds, Rafar counted, to realize that perhaps insulting his savior wasn't the greatest idea he had ever had. Can't believe I was ever like that. Good thing I learned to control myself....somewhat. He still had trouble controlling himself within the raging heart of battle, but maybe that was to be expected. Blood and genes could only be suppressed so much after all!
Rafar's musings ended when the two started moving away from insults and towards deaths and identities. Apparently this "Tomoka" was finally shut up when some poor soul contended with him and ended up throwing the Sayian out an airlock. The spirit bubbled in thought, "Interesting tactic, no matter how strong you opponent is, if you get the drop on him you can kill him. Unless it's a frost demon of course"
The Konatsian had scoffed at this death though, calling it inglorious. To this, Rafar had to agree, "Don't worry, I died in the heart of battle, not the vaccum of space. Some heran punched my chest in with an energy sphere." The spirit rubbed where his stomach would be, "Not a pleasant sensation let me tell you."
A couple more exchanges later, the Konatsian introduced himself as Plato, King of Konats. Rafar had heard of him of course, the King was a reputed troublemaker. He had faced off against both Earth and Vegeta, and gave them a run for their money. "Good to meet you Plato. As for who I am...I'm not really anything special." The Sayian choose his words carefully, "I'm Rafar Gorlick. Guess you could call me an SSE deserter, but they didn't even seem to notice I was gone, so I don't know how that works out. I just wander around the galaxy now. I tried to get some friends out of the way of the Mazkou invasion of Beppa, but thei- I guess your forces engaged me before I had time to explain. Some guy named Gekido killed me off, though I managed to nearly kill him as well!"
OOC: Well this is awkward
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Post by Tomoka on Aug 5, 2017 1:53:02 GMT
Tomoka took a minute to process the information, listening to both men before him. The other definitely used to be a Saiyan, that was for sure, and it seems like who he was talking to was the king of a PLANET, which did seem to be quite the achievement, and Tomoka was quite impressed. He himself hoped to eventually get his hands on the throne of a world, or empire, one day, but he doubted it would be soon. So, perhaps he could muster some actual RESPECT for this man.
As for the other one, opportunities began to present themselves. Like him, he was a defector. Not only that, he was trying to become stronger. Test his limits, grow in power. This could be promising. Plato was clearly strong, and he assumed Rafar would be somewhere around his level of strength: slightly above average. Tomoka had no allies in this realm, and only one or two in the realm of the living. Perhaps, if he could manage to gain two allies in this realm, when they returned to the realm of the living, there may be new recruits into the mazoku ranks...
"Well, Plato, king of Konats, and Rafar, Gorlick, it's nice to meet a few people around here that have some sense. I'm actually quite happy to know I have someone else down here who gave the empire the finger." Tomoka would say, grinning. "Took me not to long to realize exactly what I was to the Saiyan elite: a pawn on a galactic chessboard. Now I work, or, used to work, for someone who'd throw that chest board into the burning fire. Can't say I'm pleased to be unable to see such a sight." Tomoka said, turning looking at the both of them. "In any case, I think I can speak for the three of us when I say that we all want to get out of here, and when we do, be strong enough to punish the ones who put us in this humiliating and powerless position to begin with, and I think if we work together, that dream of ours can become a reality." He would say, pacing back and forth as he spoke.
"All three of us fought before we were put down here. I fought for the mazoku. I would assume Plato fought to keep his throne. And Rafar, I would assume you fight for yourself, and ONLY yourself. But none of us can continue to fight for what we believe in, what is ours, and what we can achieve, if we are in another area of reality entirely, and none of us will be able to change anything if we come out of here not much, much stronger than we already are, or, were, in your case," He would quickly point to Rafar, referring to the fact that he couldn't summon an ounce of his strength while he was a cloud. "Don't worry, I know the feeling of being trapped in that form. Still, the fact remains: if we work together, each of us could become leagues stronger than we already are. Rafar could get his body back, and maybe the both of us may achieve the power each Saiyan warrior hopes to aspire to. So, what do the both of you say? Join forces so we can become a helluva lot stronger than we already are, and escape this... hell?" he asked, extending a handshake to Plato, and one to Rafar, for formalities sake. These two could help him become much stronger, and three people brainstorming on a way to escape hell would be quite better than one...
OOC: Tomoka tries to make friends with people instead of kill them! Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy! Though, I wonder how Greeve will react to the fact that a few soles are trying to escape hell, considering he wants everyone to stay... dead.
no actions taken. KP +1
KP: 2/3
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Post by Plato on Aug 5, 2017 5:30:45 GMT
Plato looked at Rafar as he spoke explaining what had occurred at the battle. He explained he had tried to get some of his friends to help defend Planet beppa from the Mazoku Invasion. Some man Gekido slayed him in combat that raising an eyebrow. He didn't know who the man was but perhaps since he was fixing Beppa Defense he had been its strongest warrior. "The Mazoku fighting the see I’m sorry you died but it my belief the Domain has the right to protect the land of the Arosce Empire. However, was this Gekido the leader of the attack or was it someone else. I only assume because i don't know what happened i was dead at the time so i only know what you can tell him." Plato said nodding to the puffball. He turned his head looking at Tomoka as he began to speak. The first thing he said was agreeable. All of them had in some way defied the empire. They didn't allow them to step wherever they desired. He nodded as he explained he was learned that the elites wanted to use him like a pawn so he went to join Xylo? He didn't think by nature Xylo would not use his warrior as pawn or maybe cause he had less soldiers he used them more wisely and treated them as brother in arms. Regardless Plato just keep Listening to what Tomoka had to say. He talked how they all had been made powerless and if they work together they could punish those who had hurt them. He put a hand on his chin listening to Tomoka. He assumed he had fought for the throne and Rafar for himself though it seemed he had fought to protect Beppa which was curious. Why would Rafar protect Beppa in any sense? It was a good question perhaps one he would ask after Tomoka had finished. He said to get there goals they had to be much stronger which was true. He however didn't change in expression at all. He just stared at him with cold eyes. He said if they worked together they could get much stronger. He was right because he had been in a group just like that. The Devil Knights. Compared to them this was a bunch of kids playing pretend. He sighed as the saiyan finally finished him holding his hand out. "This is just like an old group, so no. Compared to them you’re playing pretend. Before Xylo was conquering the universe there was a group of some of the strongest warrior who all came together in hell and thereafter. If one man greed had not torn them apart and the others desires for something else. If all the warriors stayed together there no doubt the universe would be in much more trouble. Xylo Lord of the Mazoku, Alistair the Devil who was the leader though greedy. Zerori the Mercenary even with all my strength she could turn me to Swiss cheese and even was able to push Xylo on his back leg. Kizuki the Knight a powerful Advanced level super saiyan. After some of their Betrayals he even gathered the strength of Vennel the now dead general of the sse with powers that i helped refined and Majin Kaza the most unstable person besides maybe myself though i guess that be a lie. If you’re trying to get stronger that is good but strengthen those who i don't believe will be my allies for long is downright stupid. I'd train with them perhaps but only cause it'd help me more than them. In Conclusion I have no interest in helping you. I will say this, that shoki you got take it and head towards the deeper parts of hell. There portals down there and if you have enough shoki you can link them to wherever you died and just...return to life." Plato said turning and sitting on a rock, "Anything else i should note."
Greeve
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Post by Greeve on Aug 7, 2017 20:57:32 GMT
Ah, so it seemed that these three, including the Konatsian king, had all perished in the war between the SSE, and the Mazoku Dominon. It was good to see war actually having a positive effect on the order of things. Then one of them, they Saiyan with a body, suggested that the three of them join forces, in order to escape from Hell, get stronger, and enact vengeance. Greeve's eyes narrowed at the words. It was always the same. People wanting to get stronger, and treating the Afterlife as some sort of gym. It irritated the phantom.
But then Plato rejected the offer, speaking of his past failings. Greeve gave a low chuckle, and finally spoke up. "Good to see you learning from your mistakes," the phantom said, looking down on them, "Perhaps you'll give all this up and stick around this time."
The phantom turned his attention to the Saiyan. "As for you, I would suggest giving up now. Do you know how many people had the same idea as you? Get stronger, escape, and enact vengeance. It's been done before. Even our former monarch here did that. And look at him, once again back here." He gave a cruel smirk, "And nobody will remember you. Not even the dominion your burned bridges and died for. You thought you were a mere pawn of the SSE? You merely traded one playing board for another." It was true he didn't know how high he was in the dominion, but how many people remembered soldiers who died in combat?
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Post by Rafar on Aug 12, 2017 2:29:48 GMT
PL 12,290||Transformations Active: N/A||Current Pl: 12,290 Gain Bonuses: N/A||WC: 424||TWC: 2355
Rafar set down on a rock pillar close to the other two fighters. While this puffy form's energy seemed inexhaustible, the yawning darkness below him had started to make him feel uncomfortable. He wasn't sure how durable this form was, so he thought it best to play it safe. The Sayian turned to Plato, and listened as he spoke about his thoughts about the Sayian-Namekian war, "The Mazkou do have a legitimate right to defend the frost demons, that much is true. But do you really think Xylo cares? It's simply a reason for him to take planets." Rafar's spirit briefly glowed red with disgust, before returning to normal. Tomoka burst into the conversation then, letting loose his tongue in a barrage of words. Several problems arose in the first few sentences, "So let me get this straight. You left the Sayians because you were being manipulated, which in an of itself is not wrong. But then, you join the Mazkou, who are equally manipulative of their men and have a leader that is at least as strong, and even more ruthless then Habana." Rafar said with a tone that was at best lightly mocking, "I'm sorry, but that's just stupid."Tomoka continued to weave his grand and hole-filled vision for the future, while Rafar simply waited and watched. When he finally ended, there was silence for a few seconds, then Rafar spoke, "Well, I was wrong about you. Not everything you say is bone-headed." Rafar said, sounding surprised, "I wouldn't mind someone to train with, and I bet there is a few things we can teach each other. As for the alliance, I'm going to have to say no." Rafar stated without hesitation, "I don't know you well enough to even remotely trust you, and even if I did, working for the empire that just killed me is not my idea of fun." He would ignore the handshake as a symbol of this decision It seemed Plato shared a similar idea, utterly rejecting both offers, along with providing some interesting information. The Konatsian was an interesting one to be sure, maybe they could meet up some other time and train. A lesson from someone who could fight a Super Sayian couldn't exactly hurt. "Fair enough, though I would like to hear more about this group sometime. Sounds like an interesting group of individuals." Soon after, yet another being showed up to the gathering crowd, and he was not a happy one, "How many have escaped hell? If it's that easy, then are you really surprised that people keep trying?"
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Post by Tomoka on Aug 13, 2017 22:57:33 GMT
Tomoka listened, Plato being the first to respond. He heard all that he said, and took it all deep into consideration. The names were very important as well, especially after his own lord had been mentioned. "So, Xylo had HELP to escape hell... perhaps one or two of his former comrades are still trapped here..." Tomoka wondered to himself. Each one seemed very capable, and very strong. If they were anything like Xylo, than they would most likely have escaped... or died again.
Plato's answer had been a no, but suddenly, a new, much more interesting face joined the mix of souls. This one seemed... off. He had a body, but unlike the rest, there was no faint feeling when he reached out. Infact, it seemed like this one was an absence... a wound in life, rather than life itself. And what he would say was just as cynical as Tomoka had expected, telling him that what he was doing wasn't new, that it had done before, and that it would fail. "Perhaps you're right. Perhaps it HAS been done before. But tell me: what am I to do? I cannot achieve anything down here. I cannot weaken. I don't wish to stay mellow. And I certainly won't be able to influence the only world that actually matters." Tomoka would retort, crossing his arms. "And while I do serve an empire very similar to my own, atleast I am VALUED, to some degree. I am not a common foot soldier. Hell, I was placed in command of Beppa's invasion force up until my lord's return. So while I may not be remembered if I stay here: that will CERTAINLY change if I escape." Tomoka would finish, uncrossing his arms with a smirk.
Finally, the sole spoke, to which Tomoka couldn't be more glad. While he hadn't agreed to an alliance, he had agreed to train with Tomoka. "Looks like, at the very least, there is ONE actually sane sole in this hell of ours." Tomoka would say with a chuckle. "The only way we can change our situation for the better is if we ACT upon it. You two may be content with just roaming around down here until you escape, but the only guaranteed way that anyone can escape, is if they make an attempt, which is what I plan on doing with this one." He would say, turning to Rafar, before turning back to the wound. "Still, you haven't said much on the subject. Are you REALLY content with staying down here, unable to affect the world that has any value whatsoever? You'll have none to rule over, none to test your limits against, none to strengthen you or challenge you. This isn't hell for you and I, it's a limbo, where we can't change anything. Is that what you REALLY want?" he asked, eyes narrowing at the... phantom?
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Post by Plato on Aug 14, 2017 0:22:12 GMT
He'd turn looking at Greeve as he heard his voice before turning back to look and listen to what Rafar and Tomoka had to say. First was Rafar. He made it quick to say he believed that despite the Mazoku right to defend Arosce world it was just a cover to a true invasion. "Let me ask you something do you know Xylo. I won't say I know everything about him but what I do know is this. He isn’t a saint. More akin to a monster his power unbelievable, his Convention massive, his courage monstrous. I can't say I know him well enough to know if he wants to talk Saiyan world but I do know this. He is not worse than the Saiyans. The Empire spreads death violence and Slavery with its iron fist. Xylo does not torch planet of all their life just to gain power. He does not kill those who don't fight. He does not go out of his way to hit Cillvian targets. Is Xylo some hero no but I'd die for to protect the people under his arm again any day. Because I’m not blind to evils of the universe but the day Xylo steps that line my alignment may change." Plato said pausing to listen to the rest he had to say.
He went after the Saiyan Tomoka. He said it was not wrong he was being manipulated and he joined a man who was worse than this Habana. "Hmm." he put a hand on his chin, "Was she not the right hand of Zucceta when I don't know Arosce and Kanassa got torched of all its life. As for the Manipulation, they might be worse might be better I am not a soldier of either faction." Plato said calmly as Tomoka spoke as he wanted to be back to life because he wanted to change things. Plato could not help but smirk that was why he came back. He also said that he was valued because he was not just a common soldier. He was made commander of the Beppa Invasion force till Xylo return to beppa. Rafar was curious about all these warriors he had talked about, "Yes it could have brought real change but greed broke us." He shook his head. If only Alistair Kizuki and other had got rid of their pride for a goal. Then again it never would have worked they all had goals that could not all come together. He heard Tomoka Comment how there was at least one sane soul. He cocked his head, "I hope you're not trying to insult me Mr. Tomoka." He said calmly cracking his knuckles. He turned looking at Greeve, "As for you I have unfinished business. I have things I have to do before I call it quits. Once those things are done I'll rest my little bottom for the rest of time itself. You're right that I wanted Vengeance and it got me another early grave you think I didn't expect that. I am not out for Vengeance now when I died I was out there dying for what I knew was right. I have some Wrongs I have to right as I said once those are done I'm done. My Existence has been pain after pain. I've lost any delusion that will change if I come back bigger and stronger. It was never those around me that made me a monster but my reaction to those around me. That took me a long time to realize death in fact. I'll give some advice though; don't go messing with the people killing them just because you think that you're right. That Death is better than living. If I see you doing that I'll put you back in the grave so you can spend some more time thinking." He eyed Greeve a careful look.
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Post by Greeve on Aug 15, 2017 22:12:26 GMT
All three of them noticed the phantom as he slowly descended, and all three had something to say, all of them reacting negatively to his presence, and the two with bodies going on about their reasons for escaping the Afterlife. Greeve resisted the urge to roll his eyes. So blinded for their desire to live, it was almost pitiful. He decided to address the formless one who spoke up, since he didn't give an entire speech bout his existence. "Indeed, it has been proven far too easy for people to escape from Death. To be honest, it's disgraceful. The ogres here are supposed to prevent this sort of thing, yet they sit around and do nothing."
He then turned his attention next to Plato. "Unfinished business you say? Didn't seem to give you much motivation to avoid death. I thought you desired to protect your world, yet I last saw you on Yardrat, fighting someone else's war." He gave a small smirk, "Though I have noticed a sharp increase in Konatsian souls coming into the Afterlife recently. Would I possibly have you to thank for that? You act as if my beliefs are mistaken, yet your actions alone show why the dead should remain dead."
He then turned his attention to the Saiyan, he was even asking him what he desired. His words were laughable. "You believe the world out there holds any value? That YOU have any value out there? Any worth out there, whether it be yours or anyone else's, is nothing but a farce. You go out there, you do what you do, you die, and your mark out there fades away until you're forgotten. It happens sooner or later, no matter who you are." His eyes narrowed as he lowered himself to the ground. "And the worst part is, fools like you WELCOME that lie. The instant you die, you focus all your efforts on going out into that face world, seeking worth and value that really doesn't exist."
His dark eyes bore into the Saiyan. "You ask what I desire? I desire to end the lie."
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Post by Rafar on Aug 19, 2017 15:35:50 GMT
PL 12,290||Transformations Active: N/A||Current Pl: 12,290 Gain Bonuses: N/A||WC: 402||TWC: 2757
The puffy spirit turned to Plato as the Konatsian spoke more about Xylo's justifications for conquest. It was certainly a strange feeling, wanting to roll your eyes but not having the ability to do so, "I never said that the Mazkou were worse than Xylo, just that maybe everything isn't as black and white as you're making it out to be," Rafar stated, "It is true that the Sayians are full of vices, and the individual soldiers are unruly, but so are the Mazkou." Rafar claimed. He crossed his arms, "Have you seen the after effects of a conquest Plato? I personally watched some of the Mazkou drag civilians away, or even simply kill them, just because they had Sayian blood." Rafar revealed in a soft, regretful tone. It was horrible to watch these killings, but since he couldn't stop them, the Sayian felt he owed it to them to watch.
Soon after this exchange, Tomoka spoke up once again, praising him for accepting his offer. "Yeah yeah, I just figured I needed someone to spar with, would get really boring down here otherwise," Rafar muttered.
Before he could continue talking to the Sayian, the darker spirit cut into the conversation, "Can't say I'm too outraged for their lack of discipline, given my eventual plans." Rafar approved. The spirit turned to address Tomoka, "You are right about one thing Tomoka, there are a few loose ends I have to tie up before I'm ready to stay down here forever, but I am not afraid of this existence." Rafar sighed, looking down at his ghostly form, "Would be a lot more interesting if I had a body though." He said.
The more he thought about it, the more he realized there were many things to do before he could really settle down for his permanent rest. The first thing that came to mind was Collan, Rafar had promised him that they would be rivals, but he hadn't seen his friend in months. The Sayian hoped that the kid was alright, Collan did seem to have had quite a few problems to take care of.
"Well this has been fun, but I should really start finding some of this shoki stuff if I don't want to hang around as this idiotic thing for the rest of my existence." Rafar annouced as his spirit hopped off the rocky spire it was perched on towards the endless volcanic plain below.
Shoki please!
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