Post by Deleted on Mar 27, 2015 5:51:41 GMT
The air whistled past his face, the odd figure streaking through the sky like a small missile. The wind was whipping his clothes around quite dramatically, and it was only through the power of Ki that they weren't torn off like kids from a carousel on overdrive. Walker glanced about, seeing nothing of particular interest. As his gaze came back up, something in the distance caught his attention. A long, thin line seemed to divide the sky in front of him, a faint but slightly visible shape in the distance. Angling slightly, the Bio-Android made his way toward this odd place. After a few minutes, the shape came into focus, and the walking tree landed next to the base, staring at the odd design. It was like some sort of tower, but far too small for anyone to even enter. The edges had knobs, and these strange bumps seemed to rise upwards in an ascending spiral.
Staring up, Walker considered this for a while. It was certainly odd, as logically, this structure should have fallen down. It was also notable that the bumps seemed to be worn, but the wear seemed to decrease as his eyes traced up. Moving over, the Bio-Android placed a questioning hand on the tower. Nothing happened. "Most curious... I wonder, is one supposed to climb this? That is what people do to towers, I believe." It seemed odd that someone would bother with such an inconvenient method when it was possible to soar like a bird, but perhaps they could not fly. The very idea saddened the recently created creature. Flying was most enjoyable. His curiosity now well and truly piqued, the right arm of the tree-man splintered, wrapping firmly around the tower a few feet up. His other arm stretched upwards, splintering and wrapping as well. With a grunt, he began to climb. If the person who used this couldn't fly, he would not either. It would be a slap in the face if he ended up at the top, soaring like a bird, and this person could not fly.
As the ground fell away, Walker fell into a rhythm. Stretch, grab. Stretch, grab. After about an hour, his arms began to feel strange. Pausing for a minute, the tree stared at them. It seemed perfectly alright, all things considered. Suddenly, something came to mind. Humans got tired, right? If they overused their muscles, they got sour. No, wait. That was those lemon things. Sore, that was it. However, he was a tree. Or well.. a plant-humanoid hybrid. Maybe he got worn out if he used his body too much as well? The precise description of his composition wasn't entirely clear to him, and in from what snippets of info he could gather from his scientist creator's memories, there seemed to be little knowledge on their part either. It seemed like, after a point, they just added whatever they could think of.
Resuming his climb, the Plantman, ironically containing precisely no DNA from any race that had ever lived on Planet Plant, drifted off into mental consideration. After a while, he realized that it was night time. Not having to sleep sort of removed the importance of the time of day. Going back to the slow, methodical climb, he paused occasionally to allow himself to recharge. Wrapping his limbs around the tower, he would sit, allowing himself to recharge. There were many things to consider, and honestly, it wasn't like there was much else for him to do. Once or twice, he considered skipping a section of the tower by flying, but if he flew too fast, the person on top might see him. Shrugging, the climb continued. Day returned eventually, and at some point, left again. It was reasonably quick going, given his long reach, but this tower was extremely tall.
Breaking out of his reverie, Walker blinked. The bottom of some large round object was above him. It seemed he had reached the top. Leaning back, he blinked. There, floating above the tower, sat some sort of flying shape. Well now, this was interesting indeed. Looking back and forth, he felt a bit guilty. He had originally intended to visit the person atop this tower, but there was no guarantee they were home. Besides, now that he thought about it, anyone who had a home this difficult to visit might not want visitors. Satisfied with this answer, the Bio Droid let himself float softly off the tower, then lightly rise. As he headed for the floating structure, something halted his ascent. There was no clear warning, but there was a feeling present now. It felt like he was intruding on somewhere that was invitation only, and that implication was most unpleasant.
Looking back and forth, the flying tree though for a moment, then tried to knock on the air. That failing, he extended one arm, floating back a bit until he could see the edge. "Pardon me? Is anyone home?" Hopefully the resident could hear him, and wasn't sleeping. It was possible they could feel him approaching or something of the like, but presumption wasn't a good thing to do, by any means. Waiting, Walker looked upwards, his curiosity held at bay only by his manners.
(Note: I did not intend to have the climb of Korin tower be a cheap way to sneak in PL gain. Given Walker's twice most Dragonball powerlevels, I figure it wouldn't actually be that big a boost anyway. It was just to show his personality a bit, and "I fly up to the lookout" was just plain boring.)