Grail Brisk
Rising Soul
PL: 20,000
Monster Unleashed (x10)
Zeni: 5,278
Tag: @mithanil
OOC Name: Mithanil
Posts: 93
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Post by Grail Brisk on Aug 7, 2017 19:21:28 GMT
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Grail Brisk
▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲  | Base Powerlevel | Transformations | Current Powerlevel | Gain Modifiers | Tags | | 20,000 | N/A | 20,000 | N/A | Chili Pepper |
A lone watcher stood atop a ruined parapet, the building ruined and left uninhabited after the events brought about by Maximillion and Dr Breech's betrayal of Konats. Black blood still smeared the lower level, for although the poor citizen that had died due to Dr Breech's implant detonating had been removed, the Konatsians of then had no extra manpower to spare in cleaning up the rest of the blood. The tower that had been someone's home had been left to the environment, a reminder of an event the Konatsians would rather forget, and it fell into partial ruin. It however did serve a purpose still; for one Konatsian citizen had been using it to watch the palace from afar, the tower of the perfect height to sense the clashes of energy felt from within the palace.
An idle cough caught the watcher by surprise, and he nearly bent double as they hacked up something similar to a mass of black sludge, although this substance seemed to evaporate rapidly, leaving behind no oily stain as might have been expected. Frowning in distaste Grail shook his head as if to clear it before he stood as straight as he could, leaning heavily on a stone staff in his left hand, gripping the smooth granite surface tightly. The clashes of energy had died down, and beings were now leaving the palace through the skies, scattering back to the ships they had come from. The last one to leave the Palace however seemed a bit different. It was a dog. An anthropomorphic dog. This was different than the abomination that Contagion was, or the overly complicated appearance of the Arcosian. Grail had heard of anthropomorphic animal tribes living on the planet Earth, but to see one out in such a place as Konats was surprising. Contagion had been on Konats for some time before, so Grail knew his amorphous form. The Arcosians were already known as intergalactic travelers to begin with, and the rest of those leaving the palace were also rather common. A Saiyan, a machine, one of the Konatsians. Actually Grail would have to speak to that one later; they were obviously suicidal to join such a fray with their level of power...
Back to the point, however, was that the Dog Zoan piqued Grail's interest, and he realized better yet that they were coming in his general direction. Perhaps the Zoan's ship was located in this direction, or perhaps he had desire to remain on the planet? Either way, Grail would try to raise his voice as much as possible, attempting to gain the attention of the Zoan, ”Zoan! I would speak with you!”
It would be almost no trouble for the Zoan to find him assuming he was in the air, as Grail was a black and white stain on the colorful sandstone and palm tree laden cityscape, seeming to suck in the chroma of everything around him, it'd be obvious that Grail was abnormal with just a glance...
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Post by Chili Pepper on Aug 21, 2017 7:10:48 GMT
[94,358 PL + Heavy Weights + Akhotto Kosho (x6) = 141,537 Thread PL]
Chili looked around the outside of the palace not having had the chance before he rushed in to stop whatever that thing was. The planet being pretty brand new to him, he took in some of the structures and the land itself, this celestial body was a place of shadow. The desert world should have been a place of brightness and heat, but it had an air that was far too cool. It made Chili’s stomach turn, like this place was sick and now it was infecting him. It even felt like he were being watched by someone, and a chill crept up his spine.
“Jeeze… I didn’t know a desert could be creepy.” Thinking back to the reports of Konats and it’s checkered past, this planet never seeming to stay away from conquerors and coups. He sighed and shook his head. “I sure hope the people in charge let me help them, I think this planet could really use it” he thought to himself. With his mindset he leaped into the air and flew straight towards the Sparver.
Noticing a tower he hadn’t before and nearly flying right into it as he was suddenly called out to. Stopping in the air Chili looked around for the source of the voice, and finding a shadow itself the source. His eyes squinted down at the blackness, unsure if meeting whatever this was would be wise, however if it’s power level could be believed it was strong but not a threat. Lowering himself until his boots were dusted with sand he looked up at Grail “Hello. Can I help you Sir?”
Chili gave a quick nod “My name is Chili Pepper of the Galactic Patrol, are you in distress?” his ears perking, but then quickly drooping “oh, well I probably should mention that I can’t act on Galactic Pa- Uh, ya know what, just call me Chili.” He said with a reassuring smile.
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Grail Brisk
Rising Soul
PL: 20,000
Monster Unleashed (x10)
Zeni: 5,278
Tag: @mithanil
OOC Name: Mithanil
Posts: 93
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Post by Grail Brisk on Aug 22, 2017 0:52:10 GMT
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Grail Brisk
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Up close the Zoan seemed a lot less... heroic-looking. The Canine's clothing looked stretched to its limit on his form, as if it had been made for children instead of the adult sized being who wore it. It frankly looked ridiculous, and Grail had to mentally check himself, reminding himself that heroes came in all shapes and sizes; it wasn't their physical form that made them a hero but their willpower, mentality, and their circumstances. Given the power that the being in front of him was exuding with every breath that appearance would only help in combat, a prideful opponent lowering their guard towards such a stretched appearance.
Dismissing such thoughts from his mind Grail waited for Chili, as they called themselves, had fully landed before he responded to their queries and introductions. Grail's voice would sound tired and quiet, as if it was a struggle for him to speak, but there was a hint of relief and gratitude in his voice that Chili could pick up upon, ”No, I am not in distress, as you and the others who have made their exit have already helped me quite sufficiently.” Grail would lift his right hand a bit, using his petrified staff to motion at the Palace that Chili had just left before continuing, ”I am relieved that such a confrontation was settled with minimal life lost; Konats has lost much recently, it cannot afford to lose much more. As I am now, my eventual attempt at fighting that creature known as Contagion would have merely delayed the inevitable at best; and provided the abomination with another thrall to use against my people at worst...”
His staff clicking against the sandstone roof Grail would move around Chili's form towards the edge of the roof, staring at the Palace as he mused about his own potential mortality had there not been so many people showing up to thwart Contagion's murderous spree. His walk was slow, and he remained stooped throughout, the shadows following him and clinging to him no matter where on the roof he moved. Turning his head to Chili he asked in a detached tone, ”How were the people in the Palace? No doubt paralyzed in terror from that abomination's attack. I surely doubt they were in any position to give you a proper thanks for saving all of our lives...”
With a slow turn Grail would face Chili once more, his staff placed firmly, ”...so I believe I should do so for them. I am Grail Brisk, a Konatsian Hybrid, and although they would surely protest at having me as our race's representative, I on behalf of every Konatsian on this planet, thank you for our survival this day!” With an obvious effort Grail would stand himself up straight for a moment, his left hand crossing his torso just above the waist, and he would bend forward until he was at a ninety degree angle, parallel to the ground. A formal bow given to an honored ally or socially superior entity. He would hold the motion for a few moments before he returned to his original stooped posture, a bit of evidence of the strain it took for him to bend in such a manner on his face, a sweat drop forming on his brow.
”Is there a possibility that you plan on staying on this planet for any length of time?”
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Rhytid
Moderator
Warrior Caste Leader
PL: 92,171
Great Namek (x5)
Meikai no Senshi (x8)
Zeni: 2,040
Tag: @rhytid
OOC Name: Kaza/Rhytid
Posts: 413 
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Post by Rhytid on Oct 17, 2017 23:41:22 GMT
Grail Brisk | WC: 1,063 | 1,116 Zeni Gained! 4,529 Zeni >> 5,645 Zeni Chili Pepper | WC: 321 | 706 PL Gained! 94,358 PL >> 95,064 PL
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