Ora
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PL: 75,332; Oozaru(x10): 753,320; Items: One Use Space Pod, Heavy Weights (4th of PL), 2 Senzu Beans; Scouter; Zeni: 849
Tag: @nitroji
Posts: 197
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Post by Ora on Jan 8, 2015 21:00:53 GMT
“...I suppose this will be considered my new home. It's nothing like Vegeta but it's..appropriate. Perhaps this entire climate will aid me.”
Orache huffed. His every breath and word issuing the powdery white haze of frost to escape him as he stepped through the snow and into the main village of Jingle. The feeling of snow flakes falling against his face and the bridge of his nose. Some of the substance staying on his cheek and ending up melting from his body heat and flashed aura.
The sound of snow being crushed beneath his feet ushered along with a slight slush of sleet. The Saiyajin's tail wriggling from side to side in a calmed and bored sense. His hair beginning to move gently in the wind as he move toward a vacant part of town. His hands against the Attack Ball he had come in, rolling it into a spot. He'd call it home until he could actually come across one.
“Right..so..let's see what Earth has to offer me.” Orache nodded to himself, looking around the village. Seeing children and the like roll around, even the adults participating. How queer. Earth was so strange.
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Tarro
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PL: 2,822; Oozaru:(x10) 28,220; Items:One-Use SpacePod; Zeni: 500
Tag: @tarro
Posts: 7
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Post by Tarro on Jan 31, 2015 20:00:17 GMT
Tarro had actually been flying in a straight line for the first time in his life, He was insulted by the thought of being sent to kill a human, "what pathetic manner of mission is this??" One of the voices in his haid spoke out. Either way Tarro was a mercenary and he still needed to kill this human in order to be awarded a gravity chamber. It seemed like a fair trade althought the collage of voices in his head were debating loudly between themselves leaving the body as an empty shell or in this case a meeting hall for all of his personalities. He flew over an orb that resembled a spaceship but didn't bother with it as he landed not too far from a village , his stomach started to rumble Damnit Tarro I told you four bowls wasn't enough , you better shut that thing up before I kill you!! He spoke loud enough to make sure the children and adults who were playing would run off. The other voice in his head responded to his threat You wana Kill me Tarro? Go ahead , give it a shot I Dare you Tarro's tone changed each time he switched personalities.
A third kicked in but this one was in his mind and was usually the voice of reason Hey Tarro and Tarro , why don't we handle this after we get our target? Tarro nodded Your right lets just handle this first then maybe we can teach fat kids how to tango.. all the other voices were quiet for a brief second as Tarro looked for his target. He opened each and every door , looked in every room before he shot out of a roof of one of the houses with his hands wrapped tightly around a man's neck Tell him this isn't personal you always seem badass when you say that The voice of chaos spoke in Tarro's head. This isn't one of those days though. he spoke to the voice as the target gave him an odd glare wondering who he spoke to .Tarro quickly snapped the man's neck then placed the dead man back in the house Tarro found him in and began to walk off as his tail wrapped itself around his waist to keep warm.
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Post by Conan on Oct 19, 2015 2:14:35 GMT
It's been barely a week since Conan came across the strange planet people here called Earth. In that week Conan studied the planet, Its holidays, people, places, cultures, offensive and defensive systems, the last one he didn't pay attention to that much. The holiday Conan enjoyed most though, was Christmas. He liked the idea of being good so you can be awarded with anything you want, kinda like the great dragon Shenron, but you don't have to go on a whole adventure to collect stuff to get the prize. As Conan did more research on this holiday, he found Jingle village. This brings us to the present time. He was walking through Jingle Village, scarf around neck, mittens on, admiring the scenery and kids singing Christmas songs. He grew a liking of a certain one called, Jingle bells. Conan hummed the song in his head. As he was walking however, he spotted another saiyan. Sure, he has seen plenty of saiyans before, but this one was volatile. It was spouting nonsense and yelling at everyone. He decided to approach him later, and he hid behind a house glittering and shimmering with lights and stars. Conan turned a little green when he had snapped the man's neck. He could tell because he heard the snap that usually came along with it. He had enough of waiting around. Conan appeared out of the darkness and said to him, "Hey, that wasn't very nice for your information ignorant fool." He hoped to make him blind with rage so he would act erratically and attack wildly, very predictable for Conan to dodge, block, and counter attack. "What did that guy do to you? I mean, if he is stronger than you then i understand," Conan said smugly as he glared and smirked into Tarro's black eyes. He laughed at him and said,"Hah, you'd be pretty weak if that guy could hurt you." He tapped his foot against the snow. Ah snow. Conan loved snow and it's sparkly white goodness, so cold and fluffy and awesome to play with. But only when it was pure white, Not with a tinge of yellow..
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