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Post by Zexama on Apr 5, 2015 23:59:27 GMT
It was about that time that Zexama ate candy, so it was a normal hour. She was walking along a brown wooden path that lead to an old Candy store, she looked around and no one was in sight, quite normal for a normal night in the East capitol, any who, she looked inside the candy store from a few meters back, still making her way over, she noticed a few broken lights flashing on a off inside the store, she knocked on the door and only got a "Come in" response.
She walked in to see a man with a gun pointed towards Zexama's head. "I know who you are, you're the kid on the news, large bounty for you kid." He smiled and licked his lips as he thought of the great sums of money he would receive, Zexama nodded her head and forgot about it, she wasn't bad anymore, she was a good guy, she walked over to the counter and picked up a few chocolate bars. "Just these please!"
The man looked at her and shouted quite loud. "You pink Bi***!!" Zexama just gave a little giggle to this strange man's demands, did he really think that he could beat her? Zexama just left the selected money on the counter and walked out of the store, then she heard three gunshots and felt three flies landing on her back. The bullets bounced off her and on hit the window of the store causing an alarm to sound, Zexama just walked outside of the store sucking on her candy bar. "Sorry"
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Post by Hyoza on Apr 19, 2015 23:15:14 GMT
[Heavy Weights on, current PL: 3738]
Hyoza stepped out into the sunny streets of East Capitol. This was a part of Earth he had not visited before, and he'd been eager to travel more of the planet as he began his intensive training in the months to come. Standing at less than five feet tall, he still managed to cut an intimidating silhouette with his Suppressed form's black horns, and his new suit of custom-made weighted battle armour.
It was styled of course after the ever-popular 'RIT' armour, which had been in use for millennia. Originally developed for use by World Trade Organisation soldiers, it had later been adopted by the Saiyans, and sold on to third parties. Across the galaxy, it was a common sight among fighting forces - and while there were many variants and alternative patterns, they shared a common heritage. It had long been popular for its flexibility, which somehow did not compromise its toughness - and the fact that it could stretch to accommodate almost any size wearer. It was the latter property that had attracted Hyoza to once again invest in a battle suit - as it would allow him to transform at will, without fear of destroying his expensive weighted gear as his body shifted in both size and shape.
For a brief moment, he inspected his reflection in a shop window along the high street. The shoulder-plates were rectangular-cut, rather than the older-style ovals which were still favoured by many Saiyans, and along with all of the other plated portions of his suit - they were a deep violet hue. Due to the need to spread the weight of the suit across his body, Hyoza had elected to have the heavy plated sections fixed not only to his shoulders, but his bracers, the tip of his tail, and also a pair of shin-guards. It was still a strange sensation, to move around wearing the weighted suit, but he knew in time it would pay off. His strength would increase for every bit of exertion while he wore the suit. It excited him, to think of just how much this simple suit could enhance his training. One day, he could be the uncontested terror of the space lanes. Anything he wanted could be his with but a wave of his hand... Yes, that was an appealing thought.
But as he inspected his reflection and fantasized about all he could do with his growing powers, his train of thought was interrupted. He had been idly wandering the streets, browsing shops and sampling local delicacies, not giving much thought to the potential danger of other powerful fighters in the area. But when his mind immediately leapt into alert status at the sound of several small explosions nearby, he began to extend his senses, feeling for powerful auras. He found one. It was stronger than his own power by a considerable margin, but Hyoza knew he could fall back on his transformations if it came to a fight. Irritably abandoning his reflection, he took off into the air and sped down the street. Feeling his way towards the source of the energy, he took a sharp right turn. The creature he found in his path gave him cause to stop dead in the air, simply hovering and staring at the odd sight before him.
Hyoza had seen many things in his time as a pirate of the interstellar trading lanes, but he had never seen a being like this before. It was diminutive and child-like in appearance, but clearly not human. Its skin was a smooth, shiny mass of bright pink, and in place of hair it had a number of strange fleshy tendrils arrayed upon its head - giving the impression of a hairstyle only. The creature was not behaving in an aggressive fashion, and in fact it seemed quite happy chomping on a small bar of candy. The Arcosian had no clue what to make of the creature as it continued to dawdle along, idly looking up at him as he blurted out a question.
"What the heck are you?"
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Post by Pah'mazhan on May 22, 2015 3:27:18 GMT
680 words, Hyoza, nets you with an increase of 1310 Power Level!
Zexama, tell me what you want and I'll grade ya!
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Post by Pah'mazhan on Jun 8, 2015 0:41:46 GMT
Zexama, your wc was 264 and your reward is 550 Power Level!
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