Sha-ung
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Post by Sha-ung on Jan 21, 2015 10:57:04 GMT
Sha-ung woke up as underneath the sand then realising that his sword was inches from his face, well that was too close for comfort, he wrapped his tail around his sword and put it back into its case before giving small yawn to greet the day. He crawled out of his portable bed with long fine strokes of his arms, he subsided the sand away from his path while it ran down his arms to the rest of his humane and snake body. When his hands came out of the sand he unraveled his tail which was previously coiled up and lifted the top half of his body up out of the sand, he eventually, after great deals of trouble, managed to remove his whole body from the sand before slithering through the sand awaiting the events that would happen today. He looked around at the newly changed landscape, to the untrained eye it all looked like the same desert, but to Sha-ung it was a complete different place from before.
He thought it was time that he went somewhere different than the desert again, he had spent most his time in deserts so this could be a good time to venture off somewhere else. He traveled along an imaginative path, he stumbled across a peaceful village, unfortunately this wasn't a hot town but it wasn't cold, which was acceptable. He looked around the town and found small children running around playing with each other or various toys, he wondered what he was going to do today while he rested of his own tail on the out skirts of the town.
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Jan 21, 2015 12:07:56 GMT
Let one thing be clear: Wyntre hated the desert. It's sheer heat dragged her down and sapped her off her precious energy. Just a few hours of the sheer debilitating temperature... it was a nightmare. Thankfully, Wyntre was flying, which took away a lot of the heat, yet it was getting to her any. She never liked the desert, that was surely for sure, surely. She didn't have any idea why people liked the desert, to be honest. It's a deathly heap of sand. It's a murder-trap.
Well, I may as well tell you why Wyntre was flying above the desert, then. You see, apparently there was a guy who made really really god cactus wine somewhere in this impetuous desert she thought, spitting at the deep, red waves of dust-form blood below. She looked down and saw a few blobs... slowly descending, down, past the clouds, she then saw what appeared to be a small village and an ugly looking odd-shaped being on it's outskirts, possible not native to this backwater pitiful excuse of a mud-ball. And so, she sped down like a comet but slowed down a second from impact, creating a mini sonic-boom as she landed as she looked around. She looked at the figure, and recognized his species as the ones from a Tourist Planet that was advertized. "I am Empress Wyntre of Arcose. You are a... 'Kyazi', correct?"
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Post by Sha-ung on Jan 21, 2015 12:28:55 GMT
Sha-ung was about to grow bored of this not boiling hot town, this was until he saw a odd being flying through the sky towards him at great speeds before it got close and stopped with ease. He looked at the new person from up to toe until it greeted itself, he already knew all about the soon to be Empress of Arcose, but I guess she had finally made it. "Yes, I know who you are Wyntre of Arcose, and the correct name is Ryashi, not as you say, Kyazi... Now, I think it is time to greet myself, my name is Prakem-Rex, it is a pleasure to meet you Wyntre."
While giving his information he bent down as far as he go and stayed down a little awkwardly long as he didn't want be in-polite to, one. an Empress, and two. his father always did want him to be polite to females. After he came back up from his bow he awaited to see what this Wyntre wanted to do, if she had nothing in mind he might return to the desert for a quick nap.
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Jan 22, 2015 3:14:58 GMT
Ah, finally. Someone who knows how to treat an Empress with the respect they deserve. His name was, apparently, Prakem-Rex. He didn't take offense to her calling his species the incorrect name, either, which was good. She put a finger to her scouter, and... Oh. Pathetic. Less than two thousand. Alright, pleasantries are out of the way, then. "Yes, a pleasure to meet me it is. Now, would you know the location of the Cactus Wine Hermit?"
See? Wyntre's nice. Very nice. In the mean-time, she now stood on the sandy ground. Looking around, she half-expected a dozen cow-boys to start shooting at each other. This place must have been abandoned long ago. However, on close-inspection, she saw quite a few people, mostly kids, trying not be be seen while getting a good look at the two figures. A few where aiming shotguns at them...
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Post by Sha-ung on Jan 22, 2015 3:55:15 GMT
He looked at the scouter that was on her face and scoffed at the need of it, he had heard of this Cactus Wine Hermit, but he had not intention of telling Wyntre. "Don't be confused, I am only polite to you because I am polite to anyway, you being an Empress has no effect on me, and indeed I do know where he is, and what I have heard of he does not liked to be disturbed."
Sha-ung had only seen him once and he had a large crowd of being, so, this may of been a tiny lie but what the hell, he didn't like the stories that he had heard about Arcosians, and Wyntre."If I may ask, Where is your all famous hover chair that you slaughter people from?"
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Jan 22, 2015 4:50:14 GMT
Wyntre was beginning to like this snake an awful lot less now. She sighed out, muttered something rude, and made put her hand to her fore-head, visibly making a condescending face-palm. "Oh, I'm sorry if I wasn't clear, but you don't have a choice. If you must know, my Hover-Chair is at my ship. So, now, you should know that I'm ready to force this information out of you. You should also know than I am almost fifteen times your power and this is only an infinitesimal smidgen of my absolute power. So I suggest you tell me everything about his location."
Wyntre began to laugh to herself, scoffing at his absolutely pathetic Power Level. IF he where anything above, say, five thousand, then maybe he might more respectable and less absolutely pathetic. Truly, too, it was rare to find anyone even close to her level of genius. Common sense was a hard thing to find these days, and for this pitiful snake, it was a atom-sized needle in a haystack the size of a galaxy.
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Post by Sha-ung on Jan 25, 2015 23:18:39 GMT
Sha-ung looked at this new threat with disgust, all the stories he had heard about her and her family, true monsters. He slithered slightly closer to Wyntre and cocked his head back a bit, he looked into her evil eyes and slightly chuckled. "Okay, you found me." Pfft, he wasn't the cactus hermit, no way was he that good at making wine, but if he could just convince Wyntre that he was and tell her to go away, then not many people would get hurt.
"But sorry lass, I'm not up for making my fine dine wine for every person that comes to me, if you want my win, give me a reason to give it to you." This, could end horribly, very very bad, when he said give me a reason, he very much new that the reason could be her signature death beam Technique to the face. He slithered back to where he was and flicked his tail to enable his tail empowerment just in case something were to happen.
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Jan 26, 2015 6:57:47 GMT
He was pushing it now, that was for sure. The pathetic rodent was treading in matters he couldn't possibly wish to even start to comprehend. And if he truly was the Cactus Hermit, then he'd want to hand over everything he owned because he just angered the last person anyone would want to anger. And so, with her phenomenal speed, she came in to punch him in the stomach. It was possible for him to dodge, but highly unlikely. "I'm not like any other odd person, you fork-tongued serpent-swine. I am the Empress of the Galaxy. And if you don't give me your wine, even if you don't have it, you'd have to pay with your life. So how about you stop the slithering and tell me everything."
Truly, pathetic. Oh well, at least, if he had a misses to go to, his stupidity won't spread in his off-spring. Of course not, the bloodline would be saved from cutting out the weak link. Snakes aren't known to drink cactus wine. Only Aztecs. That's just silly.
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Post by Wyntre Cold on Jan 27, 2015 2:34:57 GMT
Was this pathetic slithering snake serious? Was he truly serious? Oh lord no.
"How is it physically possible to be so extremely and utterly STUPID? Frieza destroyed Mr. Satan, you half-wit. Frieza was all powerful and we have proof for that, unlike all of the bullshit that's spewing out of your mouth. I didn't resort to violence, fool. I punched you in the stomach. Are you truly so utterly blind that you can't tell the difference between violence AND A PUNCH TO THE STOMACH? That was a warning, fool. If you had half a brain to think with, you'd realize that by now. Normally I'd ask again, politely, of the location of the Cactus Wine Hermit, pretender, but I know you are only capable of lies and cow excrement. So, I better be going..."
Holy hell she likes her own voice. She simply shot a simply ki blast at the feet of the small tin water-tower as she began to fly off. The tower would fall directly on him if he didn't move, and any force applied to it would shatter the extremely weak tin, meaning the dirty, diseased cold water would spray all over him if he tried to stop it hitting the ground, or was merely within a forty meter radius for that matter.
"I suppose I'll continue my search, fool, you're lucky you escaped with your life."
((Fin, unless he wants to chase after her. I want PL.))
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Post by Sha-ung on Jan 27, 2015 2:40:26 GMT
Oh yeah, everyone knew it, when Wyntre didn't get her way, she resorted to violence, everyone knew it. He took the full hit an nearly went flying back but his empowered tail anchored him to the ground, he bent over and coughed out some blood before smiling. "Alright Wyntre, I was going to tell you were he was, if you passed the test, but since you resorted in violence, seems like you failed."
He gave a small chuckle and looked back up at Wyntre."I thought you would have known better Wyntre, it's not how strong you are, but how strong you friends are, you might be the strongest race, but I'm sure you have heard the legend about the battle between Mr. Satin and Freiza? And how he lost when Mr.satin used his golden hair attack, pityful isn't it, your race has been stopped countless times, sure you have evolved, since you had enough time hiding."
He knew he had gone too far, but he just continued to smirk, he prepared to take the death beam or something worse, all he could do was laugh and smile.
((meant to be the second last post, I posted on Zexama *facepalm*))
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Post by Sha-ung on Jan 27, 2015 2:42:16 GMT
Pl please
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Pipa
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PL: 19,119; Great Namek(Demonic Will) (x3); Makyo Star(x8); Items: One-Use Space Pod, Onyx Scimitar, 1 5,000PL Guard, Upgraded Ship (6 occupant ship), x80 Gravity Chamber, Heavy Weights; Zeni: 0
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Post by Pipa on Jan 29, 2015 21:42:16 GMT
1,165pl Sha 1,099pl Wyntre
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