Naroka
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Post by Naroka on Apr 3, 2015 14:35:38 GMT
[Weights on.]
"I can't let myself lose my form or figure. Not now or ever. I have an Earth to protect- If I ever get to go back.." Naroka had spoken to himself as he rise, the previously used cards being tossed aside and let to be disintegrated from his opponents magical ability. The Namek, himself, had grabbed onto his wrist. Carefully massaging and loosening the joint up. The same being done for his other wrist as well. Needless to say, his weighted clothing was well atop his shoulders and hanging heavy over him. Little strain really put on his figure, though enough to really allow the Namekian to reap it's rewards. Nonetheless, he had begun to treasure the clothing. As they had really done him quite the favor during his lifetime. Moving away from such topics, Naroka had gotten his body ready.
The few blossoms of cherry had begun flowing past him, the Sakura passing over his shoulders and his body as he arched himself forward. The green, broad and strong arms he had boasted being raised and bent to accustom his style of fighting. His legs shuffling apart and allowing him a more comfortable stance. The sides of his mouth curved into a focused scowl, thusly warding off curious souls whom drifted from their individual picnics. Naroka's eyes had moved, from side to side as he view his landscape. The calm Heavens around him, the Sakura blowing past his figure and the happy spirits making way to allow him his training. He had, and while he hated to admit this, been slacking on keeping his body in check. Shameful, that a Warrior Caste as himself could lose his edge from the tranquility. Thinking of this had begun to bother him, but a tad, and caused him a great urge to begin his training once more.
He had inhaled some of Heaven's sweet and inviting air, his eyes closing as he did so before cracking open once more. His fists immediately being thrusted up and forward. Taking turns as he practice the basics, to be sure that he hadn't forgotten of just what he was capable of. His fists moving quickly, as well, going forward a number of times before his left fist was being hugged by his right hand's palm, the sharp elbow he hadn't used before allowed to slice the air before him. As his elbow turned, his entire body spun to allow his leg to move. Standing in a kind of T-stance, his right leg was raised high and his left had been planted on the ground. Little time to be wasted, Naroka begun whipping and kicking about. Sure that his legs were fully functional, despite the time of rest he had been residing in. The stance switched relatively quickly, the pose reversed.
A short gasp of air leaving the Namek as his halo leave him.
He was back in Fukurou. Where he had truly died. His clothing and body returned to a healthy state and his arms allowing him a quick dig from his grave. He knew Toma did this; He'd need thank him. A light sigh leaving him as he look about.
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Daiki Iranos
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Post by Daiki Iranos on Apr 3, 2015 14:53:28 GMT
[Heavy weight on]
Daiki was sleeping under a tree, yesterday night, he though that going back to see Scargot once more. Now Reikiko being showed on her real face, a murderer and a psycopath, maybe Scargot could talk more with Daiki without getting too much interuption from Reikiko. When Daiki awoke, he flought the last couple of miles between him and Quince's tower, not knowing that someone new was living in the sanctuary below the lookout of Scargot, maybe being the Kami of Earth needed to have so help sometime to get small job done. Daiki went in front of the tower and then hesitated. I wonder if i should really be doing that, maybe he forget me, or maybe i should fly directly to the top like i did with Ninjin and Toma... as a Z-Fighter, do i have this right? Daiki was tormenting himself with those thought.
Daiki was walking around the tower that lead to Kami's lookout, he wondered if he could climb up again and talk to Scargot, now knowing his real purpose on Earth, Daiki wanted to meet him again. He was at the plant of the Earth when he felt a power level starting to appear, but where it could be. Daiki used his ki-sense to scan the surrounding. Under the ground? How could it be? The power level if way to big to be anime animal! He though going to a spying point were he could wait and see what will happen. Daiki was hidding in a bush, looking closely at any moment that would occur something strange. After some second, a strange hole was getting digged from the inside of the dirt, under a small rock used for memorial, then Daiki got struck by a thought. ''Its Toma's friend grave, the one that died from Athren, is he... coming back to life?'' He said, feeling the power level still growing inside the grave.
After several second that looked more like minute to Daiki because of the tension, a namekian got out of the hole, a namekian that had something familiar to Daiki, maybe he saw him back on Namek. But when the Namekian putted his clothes on, Daiki knew who was standing in front of him. If he was caught peeking at this namekian, he would probably be banished from Namek. Daiki got out of his bush, he jumped toward Naroka, stopping at a respectable distance and looked at him with a face full of respect and pride. ''You are... Naroka... the master of the warrior caste of Namek.... i can't believe you just... revive... it mean you were dead... i can't believe that... Its an honor to meet you Naroka, i've followed your basic training all my life on Namek. My name is Daiki Iranos, a saiyan raised on Namek, and a fan of you as we could say.'' Daiki said with a respecful voice in the language of Namek, it was a basic sign of respect to talk about this master in his species's language, and Daiki was well placed to talk it, he lived in it for sixteen years of his life. Then Daiki noticed that the halo the Namekians had earlier had dissapear, it was wierd, but nothing compare to Daiki meeting the master he heard of all of these years on Namek. Daiki kneeled to the namekian, waiting for him to talk.
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Naroka
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Post by Naroka on Apr 3, 2015 19:23:08 GMT
This felt spectacular. The Namek clutching his palms and closing his fingers tight. The feeling of life surging into his heart once more. The halo that once decorate over his head gone for good, signaling he was truly one with the living yet again. There was things to do, but his location might have proved a bit of a problem for quick leave. Indeed, he turned his head a few times as he gaze out. The trees were high, tall and casting large shadows. The Karinga must have been in their homes and not aware of the Warrior's presence. His shadow black nails had begun digging into his palms from the excitement.
Naroka had looked up, for his sights had been on the grass beneath his feet. Even his shoes had been returned: The purple and orange toed Namekian uniform concealing his toes and the like. The dogi he had acquired in Heaven clothing him- White, baggy trousers that had numerous X's and overlapping lines around the bottom legs. His upper body bare but donning a black vest, short and covered again by a solid white cloak. The Namek quickly raising the hood that hang behind his head. He'd need change, soon, into a more appropriate guise. The alien's thoughts had been interrupted rather abruptly, a voice calling to him.
A Saiyajin. His tail had given his identity away. Though, this one spoke in the Namekian tongue, respectful and claiming he had followed his tutelage in spirit. He was familiar as well- he was of the few whom had been accompanying Toma. Naroka had raised a thick brow, his mouth curving into a slight sneer. Showing some sort of emotion related to curiosity. His sneer had shifted into a common, relaxed smile. His eyes closing as he speak. "Sinti," Naroka began. "Dimo, Naroka. Matto, espen? Daiki Iranos? Avishta, Iranos." The Caste Master finished with those words. Translating to, "Well, I am Naroka. What's your name? Daiki Iranos? Hello, Iranos."
This smile had faded. Rather quickly, too. A concerned grunt leaving the Namekian. "Dablirobe, monocanco?" Naroka grunted, leaning down and pointing a long finger to the sky.
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Post by Donatsu on Apr 3, 2015 20:10:54 GMT
Donatsu was flying over fukurou and headed towards the desert he called home. He looked that of a crimson streak in the sky his hair and cape matching his energy in color. "Strength equals money, money equals strength!" Donatsu repeated his mantra to himself when he flew for long periods of time. He also tended to listen to his self proclaimed theme song. He hadn't planned on stopping by even if he had seen his mentor in the forest, the only thing that could interest him was zeni or an even greater strength. His scouter beeped ;oudly and displayed the location of the latter. "Eh, what's this then? A power reading in fukurou?" He stopped mid air and examined the readings. He grinned as he noticed the two sources both were very much stronger than him. Usually he'd keep going but his curiosity towards who else could be hanging about Fukurou got the best of him.
He floated in the air about one story above the two. He was surprised to see another namekian, let alone one who was wearing an outfit even more outlandish then his own. "Another green alien, and a monkey man ey? Should be interesting I'll see how this pans out before introducing myself." He thought as he floated in place his arms folded.
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Daiki Iranos
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Post by Daiki Iranos on Apr 3, 2015 20:28:00 GMT
Daiki smiled as the warrior caste's master answer him in namekian, it was rather satisfying to talk with his language, its been a while, back when Daiki talked to Scargot in namekians and it lasted like one or two sentences, but this time, they were mostly alone here, so probably no one will interupt this conversation. Daiki smiled when he saw Naroka simply saluting him, Daiki was his fan since he was like ten years old. ''Avishta Naroka.'' He simply answered, meaning ''Hello Naroka.'', the most simple thing people would know. Daiki continued in the namekians language, he was really enjoying this absolutely casual conversation. ''Well, you did believed me rapidly, i thought it would be harder to convince the master of the warrior caste of my unique case.'' He said still in namekians with an amused smile. ''Dablirobe Horou Piccolo?'' Daiki tried with an unsure voice, meaning ''Do you come from another world?''. Daiki was really curious about were Naroka come from, of course he was dead and just revive, this was actually the biggest mystery of the thing, but even then, did he saw the afterworld? ''How was it? Do you remember.'' Daiki completed, his face betraying the fact that he was really curious about were does Naroka comme back, and the strange ring he had on his head a second ago.
When Naroka pointed at the sky and asked how was his brother, Daiki thought a little did he meant Scargot? ''Sä Bäsa.'' He said, looking at the lookout, meaning ''Its unsure.''. Daiki elevated at two feet on the ground. ''Ba soun, Dorigelop crafca Kistan.'' He said, meaning ''Over there, fly to the gardian.'' He said talking about the lookout. Flying slowly toward the lookout, waiting for him to follow him. He turned back to Naroka. ''Dimo Kistan, zetto zenshi.'' He simply said to inform Naroka that he was from the Z-Fighter. Then Daiki felt the power of someone close to them. Dammit... don't tell me we're getting interupted. He thought. Daiki continued talking to Naroka in Namekian. ''Scargot sä Naroka monocanco?'' He said, meaning ''Scargot is Naroka's brother?''. Daiki simply wanted to know if Naroka said this because he was a namekian or because they really were brothers. Daiki then turned back to the small power level he felt earlier. He yelled at him in english for him to understand. ''Its no use to hide. Come here, were not evil, don't spy on us.'' He simply yelled toward the man, still going up the lookout.
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Naroka
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Official Warrior Caste Master; PL: 55,459; Guardian Namek(x7): 388,213; Items:One-Use SpacePod, Heavy Weights 13864.25 | 97053.25, Level 1 Ship with Level 1 Gravity chamber; Zeni: 386
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Post by Naroka on Apr 3, 2015 21:24:57 GMT
He was of the Z-Fighters, as well, was he? It was to be expected, as Toma had an eye for keeping order and having a strong heart of justice. This Saiyajin must have been no exception to his eye. Nodding, he had looked up. His third eye opening under his hood to entell a third power level had neared. This made his twist around and allow the other two speak for him.
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Post by Donatsu on Apr 3, 2015 22:03:08 GMT
''Its no use to hide. Come here, were not evil, don't spy on us.'' Hearing these words Donatsu smiled and flew along side Daiki about 5 feet away from him. "So what brings two such powerful warriors here? On your way to speak to Kami?" Donatsu asked Daiki and then turned his attention to the namekian. "And I can't believe I get the chance to meet another namekian! Relative of kami's perhaps?" Donatsu asked this his arms crossed as he flew with Daiki. Donatsu hadn't heard anything they had said thus far, being out of earshot. "Where are my manners, my name is Donatsu." He said deciding to skip out on his usual speech, seeing as he was the weakest of the trio. "May I ask what your names are?"
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Post by Daiki Iranos on Apr 3, 2015 22:45:10 GMT
Daiki turned to the human that interrupted Daiki and Naroka's conversation, he was asking what they were doing here, flying toward the sanctuary. ''Yeah, were going to speak with Kami, my friend here is worried about Scargot himself.'' He simply answered to the new person. Then the human introduce himself, he was named Donastu, and was wearing glasses Daiki though really cool. Daiki crossed his arm, looking at the human with a smirk. ''I am Daiki Iranos, from the zetto zenshi, kami's personal guard and defender of the Earth. And this is Naroka Ukare, the master of the warrior caste on Namek. We are here to meet kami indeed, Naroka here just.... came back from the dead... and wanted to see if Kami was alright.'' Daiki said, realising the last thing he said make absolutely no sense for someone who didn't assisted to the scene. ''I don't know how you know kami, but be aware, not anyone can just enter the lookout without being invited, we are what we could call 'special guest' so...'' Daiki said in a respectful and friendly voice, he wasn'T trying to insult the human but he doupt Scargot just show himself to any human, he was supose to be some kind of legend after all. Daiki then turned back to Naroka with a slight smile. ''Shall we continue our road or we should talk with this strange?'' He said in namekian for the human not to understand what they were talking about.
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Naroka
Rising Soul
Official Warrior Caste Master; PL: 55,459; Guardian Namek(x7): 388,213; Items:One-Use SpacePod, Heavy Weights 13864.25 | 97053.25, Level 1 Ship with Level 1 Gravity chamber; Zeni: 386
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Post by Naroka on Apr 4, 2015 14:22:39 GMT
The Namek nodded. His eyes kept on the floating Donatsu, his thick brows lowered into his more familiar scowl. Such an expression that he had displayed almost unintentionally, sometimes. Something he and many of his brothers did when growing up on Namek, or even his trip back to learn the secrets of his people. Shaking his head, now, Naroka turned and shifted. His left hand raised and pinching the navy blue mask that lie under his chin, raising it over his long nose.
He had refused to speak onward from this point. Such a habit to keep information that he didn't want to get out, well, getting out. Under his hood, the well concealed third eye had opened and begun looking to its sides. First to the left and right, then the bottom and top. Scouting for any familiar power levels. It had closed and become one with his forehead after a mere second, as if it didn't exist. The Namekian squinting his eyes and rising up into the air, rotating now to face his party.
"..!"
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Post by Donatsu on Apr 4, 2015 16:17:14 GMT
Donatsu wasn't afraid of heading back up the tower but he knew that he wasn't exactly welcomed. He grinned at Daiki and the Naroka. "Hm perhaps your right, The Crimson Lion will take his leave. It was almost a pleasure meeting you Daiki." And with that Donatsu flew back towards his original destination, making sure to register the two fighters in his Stylish Shade's databanks.
"One day you'll hear my name and be shocked Daiki. I only hope we are on good terms at that point." Donatsu's energy bursted forth and he attempted to leave the two to their own devices.
(Attempted thread exit.)
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Daiki Iranos
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Post by Daiki Iranos on Apr 4, 2015 16:59:09 GMT
Daiki looked curiously at Naroka, who had stop talking for a while. He was doing wierd move and finally joined Daiki and Donatsu in the air. ''You are quite quiet Master Naroka, is something wrong or are you just astonished to be back in the realm of the living?'' He said with a friendly smile toward the namekian in their mother language. The namekians's master of warrior caste looked quite surprised. Daiki lowered himself to get closer to the human that was interupting a little the return of Naroka, it wasn't his fault and didn't look evil at all, it was simply a strong human who was travelling, much like Daiki but without a tail and with cool glasses.
As the human smiled, Daiki smiled simply back, it wasn't his intention to look intimidating or rude, Daiki was a protector of Earth after all, he could not just threat some human that did nothing wrong. When the human said his goodbye, Daiki felt a little bad about how rude he has been. ''Pleasure meeting you too Donatsu, and sorry, i've been quite rude toward you, excuse-me for that. I shall remember you next time we meet.'' He said in a friendly voice, trying to save his image the human may have of him. Then Donatsu said something wierd before leaving. ''Yeah, i hope do Donatsu, and if you are on the side of the protector of Earth, you'll see me fighting by your side, but if you are attacking something or someone, be prepare to face me.'' He said with a wide smile before the human got away.
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Post by Reikiko on Apr 13, 2015 1:05:01 GMT
Daiki has a WC of 1497 and shall receive 1316 PL Donatsu has a WC of 449 and shall receive 458 PL Naroka -Waiting for Bao or an admin to tell me what to do due to the whole redux business- President Bao Zucceta
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