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Post by Soilderp on Dec 27, 2017 11:49:22 GMT
"Yeah, yeah. I think this is about right." Seth had many things to attend to after this tournament. For one, he had to get new clothing to cover up the fact that he had lost his left arm. It was very simple, an outfit similar to those the male Konatsian warriors would wear, plus the addition of a cape to cover his lack of arm. That tournament really messed him up. "Thank you for making these for me," he would say as he handed the zeni to the tailor. The town, though ancient looking, still accepted his currency. That was a relief. As Seth walked out of the tailor's shop, the sights and sounds of Ocariin would fill his senses. It was a welcome feeling, as he didn't go into many towns back when he was on Earth. He was almost beginning to prefer this planet to his home. Everything felt more homey, minus the sand that was everywhere. Eventually, Seth found himself resting on top of one of the many buildings in the city. As he pulled out some food from the bag he had brought with him, he began to think about everything that had happened recently. For one, Earth was no longer a place he could call home. His dad had made sure of that by beating him to a bloody pulp, only letting him live most likely because he knew it would be a waste of time. Now he was stuck on Konats, though it was beginning to grow on him. Maybe things wouldn't be so bad here. He also got utterly destroyed in the Multiversal Tournament, and from a person from his universe no less. It was surprising to think that people that strong were in his universe. Maybe he would be able to meet that Saiyan again, as the fighting would surely be better with any new power he could possibly gain. Eventually, his thoughts would subside, as he would simply take in the beauty of the city. He knew that this was his home now; he knew that this was where he belonged. He leaned back and took another bite from the fruit that rest in his hand.
This thread is open to 1 or 2 people, but it will close about 1 week after posting Can be anyone, whether old friend or newcomer alike
This thread is now closed PL: 2934 PL (Normal minus Heavy Weights)
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Post by Taiga on Dec 29, 2017 0:32:13 GMT
Thread PL: 101,307 Restricted Form Active!
It would be as if space itself opened up; a circular vessel, massive in size, crawls forth from the inky blackness - illuminated slowly as the ship moves out of the shadow of Konats' moon and into the direct light of the system's star. Swiftly, the vessel makes its way towards the dusty yellow planet. From the bridge viewport, Taiga leers down at the planet as the Tyrannical begins it entrance into the upper stratosphere.
Far down below, a looming shadow would seem to grow exponentially as the giant starship descends upon the planet. How would the populace react, Taiga wonders silently? This planet had been a flashpoint multiple times throughout the two wars; the site of such a ship could possibly throw the Konatsian denizens into a panic; but time would tell.
For now, Taiga adjusts the Tyrannical's course, aiming to land just beyond the city's border. Within minutes, the vessel's landing legs extend from the ship's underbelly, piercing into the ground as it lands with a loud hiss of hydrolics and pressurized air. Taiga sets the ship into low power mode, shutting down the engines and shielding. He makes his way to the central hub, and presses a switch to open the blast doors situated in the center of the roof, and floats up and out of the ship. Another press of a switch on the handheld device shuts the doors once more, and Taiga takes stock of his surroundings. It is a meager planet; a desert world of stone and rolling dunes.
Nothing special. A perfect start.
Not much was really known about this world per-se, as it had only fairly recently been discovered. But this is of little matter; he would probably have time to study the planet and its people at his own behest. Taiga reaches up to his scouter and presses the forward-most button. A series of numbers scroll across the tiny purple glass; the results make the corners of Taiga's mouth drop somewhat in a frown.
"A few thousand, here and there." Taiga mutters as he descends and lands several yards away from his starship.
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Post by Soilderp on Dec 29, 2017 1:47:14 GMT
As he sat on the building contemplating his recent experiences, he suddenly began to feel something approach the planet. He felt a single person with a great energy slowing coming closer to his location in Ocariin. Eventually, the energy would feel so close that he would turn only to see the massive ship that was landing on the planet. The ship looked like something he had read in a book long to the past, but it was not the main part of his focus. All of his attention was focused on the person who was now exiting the ship, looking around with one of those strange devices on their face. Eventually, he would slowly begin his approach toward the person, making sure to remain calm as to not startle them and be accidentally killed. Eventually, he floated not very far from the individual, attempting to catch his attention. Every step Seth took now had to be calculated, as there was no telling what this person's intentions could be. Finally, he opened his mouth to speak. "Well, um, hello there! This may not be my place to ask, but, why have you come here to Konats?" As he said this, he removed the weights under his new armour as a precaution, just in case he was attacked by this strange, new individual.
PL: 11734 OOC: Let's get this goin' my friend
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Post by Taiga on Dec 30, 2017 2:51:41 GMT
A low power rating registers on Taiga's scouter, showing the former General the direction of the approaching being. Taiga turns towards the source, and sees a lone, rather lanky-looking fellow. A local... perhaps? He had little knowledge of the aliens living on this world. The being's approach is clearly cautious; slightly amusing Taiga. He clasps his hands against his back and watches the alien continue its approach. Once the being lands, it continues approaching on foot, prompting Taiga to descend to the ground, landing lightly on his three-toed feet.
His eyes narrow when the being calls out to Taiga, while also droping what appear to be rather heavy items. This act causes his scouter to bleep in alarm.
"Ah... from two thousand to eleven thousand; a warrior it seems." Taiga grins maliciously, eyeing the data readings. "Well, it seems that you can speak in the trade language, so that should make this easier."
Taiga takes several steps towards the being, exuding confidence.
"I came to this planet on something of a whim... but it seems that my visit may yet yield fairly salubrious results." Taiga continues. "I am looking to rebuild an important organization; this requires a collection of skill warriors. Ones who can look past their homes, past their own species. Soldiers who serve no ideal, hold no loyalty to so-called governments; ones who use their strength for profit."
Taiga tilts his horned head to the right slightly, regarding the alien.
"You have power; I assume you also have the skills that accompany it." Taiga sneers. "I should like to test your power, if you would so be inclined to acquiesce my request."
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Post by Soilderp on Dec 30, 2017 3:03:03 GMT
As the being before him acknowledged his presence, a sense of relief washed over him. He could have simply killed him with that being the end of it, but clearly he was more calculated than that. He also extended an offer to "show him his power". Now that was something Seth could get behind. "Alright, this sounds interesting. I guess I'll go ahead and begin." As he said this, he charged forward at the being before him, attempting to punch him with the only arm he had. Whether successful or not, he would attempt to jump back to better prepare himself for his first move; however, if intercepted, there was a possibility that he could be caught mid-jump if the opponent would block his attack.
OOC: Let's begin, shall we?
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Post by Taiga on Dec 31, 2017 4:06:41 GMT
Taiga's grin widens as the unknown warrior eagerly leaps at him; and takes immediate note that the fighter is missing an arm. The gap in their respective powers is like a vast ocean, yet still the warrior accepts the challenge. Bravery, or ignorance, perhaps - but a trait Taiga immediately takes to. The warrior throws but a single punch, which Taiga seamlessly intercepts with his left palm. The impact reverberates like a small detonation, shaking the ground directly under their feet, but Taiga remains as unmoving as a statue as the warrior jumps back immediately after the blow connects to Taiga's palm.
With great speed, Taiga would seemingly disappear, only to reappear suddenly behind the warrior, ensuring that the two would be back to back.
"A cautionary strike to gauge your opposition; impressive." Taiga compliments, but does not turn around to face the alien. Instead, his thick tail lashes out, aiming to whip against the warrior's back and send him sprawling forward.
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Post by Soilderp on Dec 31, 2017 8:18:04 GMT
The strike, of course, was of no value, simply being caught by the man before using his tail to slap him in the back and send him flying in the opposite direction.As he stood, a steam began to form around his body, and and angry look began to form on his normally content face. "Stay calm, stay calm. He's just fighting you. I can't lose my cool now." As he thought, he began to make his next move. Quickly, he would fly at his opponent, attempting to headbutt him before delivering a flurry of punches.
OOC: the ticking time bomb is set to detonate
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Post by Taiga on Dec 31, 2017 14:50:25 GMT
Taiga raises a brow when what appeared to be steam began wafting off of the alien's body, its face bunched in anger. But the being seems to brush the anger off somewhat before continuing its attacks. The headbutt was a simple matter to deal with; rather than move out of the way, Taiga turns to face the warrior fully, and lowers his own head - allowing the warrior to collide it's forehead with the top of Taiga's. To Taiga, the blow was tantamount to being flicked, but surprisingly it does not seem to disorient the alien, who throws a volley of punches at Taiga.
Again, he could have simply dodged them; just from the sheer difference in speed and power between the two, Taiga could end the fight at any point he desires. For now, however, Taiga is curious as to what may happen if he pushes the warrior into a fury. For now, Taiga merely raises his arms, blocking or slapping the flurries away while remaining rooted to the spot. Without warning, Taiga thrusts his right fist straight at the warrior's stomach, intending to knock the air out of its lungs.
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Post by Soilderp on Dec 31, 2017 19:23:28 GMT
As their two heads collided, Seth instinctively grabbed his head in pain. The strange jewel-like bit on the being's head was very hard, and his head was left pulsing soon after. He didn't stop there though. Yet again, though, his punches would fail before he was simply punched in the gut and sent back on to the ground. As he rose, he could feel something boiling inside him. This time, there was no way keep it in. The steam began to intensify, becoming most of his aura before finally, his aura changed into a pure red color compared to its normal light blue. This new Seth looked at his opponent with only a smile on his face. "LET'S DANCE!" he would scream as he threw himself at the alien with his newfound power. Charging forward he attempted to deliver a few kicks before giving him a punch to the gut to send him back. This wasn't Seth anymore.
Hidden Potential (x4) activated! New PL: 46936 OOC: Seth is very angrery
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Post by Taiga on Dec 31, 2017 23:30:30 GMT
Music!! Taiga watches as the warrior begins to stand back up - the aura around the alien changing to a more malicious coloration. With this change, Taiga's scouter blares a warning, prompting Taiga to leer at the new reading.
"What's this?" Taiga mutters, somewhat surprised. "Twenty thousand... twenty-five... thirty-five...almost forty-seven thousand?"
The warrior turns to face Taiga, a savage smile on his face, and screams in a completely different tone of voice as he launches at Taiga. This time, Taiga takes the charge seriously. Despite the sudden increase in power, Taiga is still more than able to keep up and block the kicking assault.
"I see - your anger makes you stronger..!" Taiga surmises as the the warrior attempts to ram his fist into Taiga's stomach. But the former General catches the warrior's fist in his left palm, and shoots back a vicious grin of his own. "A shame that this boost only offers power; your rage unbalances you - if you can't think during a battle, you are doomed to fall!"
With that said, Taiga swings his right leg up, intending to drive his knee into the warrior's stomach with an unrelenting amount of force.
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Post by Soilderp on Jan 1, 2018 19:20:56 GMT
Of course his attack was simply caught yet again, only adding to the pool of anger that was brewing within him. Then a knee was swiftly delivered to his stomach. This was it. Seth dropped to his knees in pain, clenching his stomach where the attack had been delivered. He was simply in to much pain to get up. Eventually, he dropped into a bow-like pose. "Alright, I submit. I simply can't keep this up any longer," he would groan.
Hidden Potential (x4) dropped PL: Back to normal OOC: oof
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Post by Taiga on Jan 2, 2018 2:58:55 GMT
Perhaps he used too much force, perhaps he used precisely the right amount; either way, the quick-fuse fury of the warrior subsided once the vicious blow to his gut from Taiga's knee connected. The alien stumbled back, doubling over in pain. The red aura wisps away, and Taiga's scouter reads the alien's power dropping back down into the eleven thousand range. Eventually, the warrior appears to move into a more submissive bow, and surrenders the spar.
"Oh, I think you could." Taiga replies, clasping his hands behind his back. "I surmise that the power jump you just had, was either temporary or one that you have little control over. If you learned to harness that power, efficiently, you would swiftly become a considerable force in your own right."
Taiga's eyes scan over the kneeling alien for a brief moment, taking in the being's shapes, colors, and visible textures. He wears armor, as Taiga does, but of a separate style. Taiga can't identify the armor type, but it isn't truly necessary to do so.
"I am intrigued, my friend. In a near instant, you quadrupled your power - but you needed to be driven into a fury to access it..." Taiga seems to ponder for a moment. "I think I'll make an offer, just in case - would you care to work for me? As I said earlier, I am rebuilding an important organization, and I will need warriors to carry out its services. Powerful warriors, such as yourself, are few and far between in the greater galaxy, and far be it for me to pass up an opportunity to recruit raw talent."
"It will not be easy work, nor will it be safe work." Taiga continues, gesturing grandly with his right hand while keeping the left still pressed against his own back. "But in exchange for your services, I can help you train - unlock your true power to use at your whim, rather than by a specific trigger. Perhaps, in time, you can even have a planet of your own."
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Post by Soilderp on Jan 2, 2018 5:18:02 GMT
Seth was surprised that he was praising his surprisingly low power. Something had impressed him about his rage, but he had wanted to see more from him. After giving a bit of information, he extended an offer to him to join him on his conquest. The offer was strange to say the least. It would give him an opportunity to get far stronger than he was now, maybe even allowing him to go back to Earth and surpass his father one day. Maybe he could even take the planet under for how it had treated him for all those years. He quickly stood and performed a more formal bow. "I would be happy to serve you. My name is Seth."
OOC: The true adventure begins
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Post by Taiga on Jan 2, 2018 5:56:47 GMT
The warrior's response brings a smile to Taiga's face; one of malicious triumph. This was the first of many who he would be taking under his wing; the first of dozens, maybe even hundreds, that would create the backbone of the soon to be reborn Planetary Trade Organization.
"A pleasure to have you aboard, Seth." Taiga replies, offering a polite nod in response to Seth's courteous bow. He looks the alien over again. "That armor, how efficient was it in protecting you against the brunt of my strikes?
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Post by Soilderp on Jan 2, 2018 7:50:12 GMT
Finally, something to work for. As he raised, another question was thrown out at him, albeit a strange one. He quickly looked down to check he armor and then answered. "Well, not very well, to be honest. Especially that last hit really hurt." As he looked, though, the armor was not cracked. It was strange considering how hard of a beating he took. After examining the armor, he simply awaited answer.
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