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Post by Zexama on Jun 18, 2015 7:26:44 GMT
[Heavy weights on] Current PL: 80,000. Brr! It was quite cold out her, Zexama looked around only to not see an area when she could make herself become warm, all she was currently wearing was a heavy turtle school outfit, come to think of it, these weights have become quite useless to Zexama as it no longer restricted her from moving freely, now they were just a nice decoration and a small boost when she removed them, other than that she thought they were pretty useless. She still had no luck finding a place to make herself feel warm so she created a thick cotton wool jumper around her using her Candification [SU2] technique. She smiled in comfort as she continued to walk a slow but relaxed pace through the snow. The snow had started going higher up her legs as the snow got deeper than usual, she jumped up on top of it and started running at a moderate speed, nowhere near her full speed but quick enough to not collapse in the snow. As she ran the snow left a trail of small little footsteps, she continued running for only a few minutes before doing a roll and purposely falling into the snow. She looked around and found a helicopter dropping of resources to the Arcosian city, she felt like turning it into candy but refused as she knew that might deal some harm to anyone in the plane in within the blast radius that the explosion would cause. She was now standing alongside a building, not only a building though mind me, the tallest building on Arcose. Zexama looked up the tower and automatically saw a challenge in it, she would run up it if it was the last thing the Pink Princess will ever do. She took a step back to prepare her race with herself before a message appeared in front of her eye, the candy scouter on her face beeped a few before showing five signals behind her, all of them had roughly 2,000 pl each, quite impressive for the average mugger. ”Kid, give us everythin yo got, starting with dat piece of the right there” He pointed towards the scouter around Zexama’s eye, she smiled as she shook her head, she then grabbed it and it turned into a little gobstopper. ”Oh you meant that? That was just a lolli, I’ll show you something to really admire.” Zexama lifted up her hands as two very rare alloys appeared in her hands from out of her skin. They all look amazed before the obvious leader of the pack tilted his head and smiled. ”Kill the Kid, take the shit” All of them smiled except Zexama who just grew a sad face at the man, she then got the rare alloys and turned them into snow, she then threw four snow balls at everyone except the leader. The ones who took the impact didn’t look very well, Zexama had put a small layer around the snow balls so that it would hurt even more, and Zexama didn’t throw it very lightly, not at all. The four arcosians lay on the ground in pain, some of them at least, one of them was pasted out by the previous pain. The leader cracked his neck and raised his hand and pointed five fingers towards Zexama. ”I am the destroyer, you will die, and I’ll take ya shit, got it? NOW, WITNESS MY ALL POWERFUL TECHNIQUE! THE BEAM DEATH!” Zexama just laughed as hard as she could as he literally got the name death beam and just switched it around, the arcosian steered up his face before shouting and releasing red lines out of his fingers. Then Zexama quickly rushed past everything with ease and ended up behind him. ”Now you’re gonna have to try harder next time alright?” Zexama flicked the confused arcosian in the head and he went flying shooting death beams all through the air while screaming as loud as he could, the death beams illuminated the sky flying throughout the planet, people looked up in confusion while another got hit and just shrugged his shoulders at the pathetic attack. Zexama just sat there in the middle of it smiling. Beryl Roarke
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Post by Beryl Roarke on Jun 27, 2015 1:18:17 GMT
Arcose was fucking cold. The entire planet was frozen over from top to bottom and the only place that wasn't an arctic wasteland was a small portion of land located at the planet's northern pole. Living on Arcose seemed close to impossible; there were very few natural resources; the climate was harsh and unforgiving and the land itself was not fit for any sort of farming. Because of this, Arcose's inhabitants had to rely purely on imported goods in order to survive on the ice-covered planet. While the lifestyle seemed absolutely awful to someone like Beryl, an Earthling, the inhabitants of Arcose had adapted to it well enough. To them, it was just something that they've learned to deal with and it didn't take away from them trying to make the best with what they had. Considering how shitty Arcose was, Beryl wasn't surprised that the Arcosians took it upon themselves to make the PTO, the Planet Trade Organization. Hell, if he was forced to live on a giant snowball, he would want to find somewhere else to live as well. With that said, that didn't excuse the barbaric and totally amoral method the Arcosians used to get what they wanted. It was probably why Beryl was always apprehensive whenever he dealt with the Frost Demons; if he brought his guard down, physically or mentally, then they would exploit him, take advantage of him. He couldn't have that under any circumstance. Now, why was Beryl on the outskirts of the Population Centre? He didn't know himself at this point. Originally, his intention was to train, to use the harsh environment in order to further increase his body's tolerance against the elements. What he got instead was just a seemingly endless field packed with snow. "This place is ridiculous," Beryl huffed, arms crossed over his chest. He continued to trudge through the snow, wrapped in warm clothing. He pulled at his black Capsule Corporation hoodie; he did the same to the forest-green Capsule Corp. beanie on his head. "Snow as far as the eye can see," the dark-skinned human mused, eyes narrowing. "Is there seriously nothing out—" He then stopped. His head snapped towards the left; there were several significant power-levels gathering, with one being much higher than the others. Now, ever since Beryl set foot on the planet, he was sensing high power-levels left and right. Kryo was right about Arcosians being the naturally strongest race in the galaxy, as in they were born with significantly higher power levels than the average person in any other race out there. Still, even so, Arcosians were woefully arrogant and despite what the Doktor claimed, Beryl truly believed that quality alone led to an Arcosian's downfall more often than not. His curiosity was getting the better of him. With only a simple thought, Beryl ascended into the cold, arctic air, ki propelling his body upwards and then outwards. He zoomed towards the source of the power levels he had sensed, wondering about what caused such a gathering to occur in the first place. It only took a minute or so before he stumbled upon the scene. There was a downed helicopter, mostly reduced to scrap metal, along with a group of thuggish Arcosians and a small, dress-wearing Majin. "There's Majin on this planet too?" Beryl certainly wasn't expecting it; he figured that Majin were only exclusive to Earth. Then again, with how accessible space travel was nowadays, he figured that some Majin might have taken it upon themselves to occupy other corners and worlds of the galaxy. Even though the Majin girl looked cutesy and harmless, she was anything but. Out of the group, she had the highest power level by a noticeable amount and Beryl was completely unaware that she was suppressing her true power due to the heavy weights that she had on. An altercation broke out; apparently, the Arcosians wanted the girl's stuff. Promptly, Zexama used her magic to turn her scouter into a piece of candy. Beryl blinked. The love of sweets seemed to be universal for all Majin out there. After producing two very rare alloys from her body, a feat that Beryl was completely confused and enamored by, the hoodlums used that as their cue to kill Zexama and take all of her valuables. Zexama wouldn't allow that to happen. She turned the alloys into snowballs with magical mumbo-jumbo and pelted each of the leader's lackeys with one snowball each. The force behind each one was enough to knock each of them flat on their asses; one was clobbered so hard that he was knocked out completely. Beryl's dark-brown eyes widened to the size of full moons. "Such power!" Rage-filled, the gang's leader screamed at the top of his lungs, claiming that he was going to blast Zexama to smithereens with his infamous Beam Death. Why he swapped the two words around would forever be a mystery but Zexama didn't have too much of an interest in indulging the Arcosian's ego. Several, red lasers blasted out of the Changeling's fingertips and the Majin evaded them with ease. She slipped behind the Arcosian and taunted them; that set the gang leader off. With an unholy fury, he shot superheated lasers all over the place, all in an attempt to blow the pink girl up. Frankly, it didn't work. If anything, it just destroyed the landscape around him. Beryl had to dodge the barrage of lasers himself; it looked like he was getting dragged into the scuffle as well! "Woah!" Darting all about, he managed to avoid getting tagged by any of the death beams (or was it beam deaths?). Would it had hurt if he had gotten hit by one of them? Probably not, but still, Beryl didn't want to find out either way. Narrowing his eyes, he cupped his hands around his mouth and called out. "Hey! Do you need any help down there?!" he asked Zexama, obvious concern in his voice. Now, he wouldn't consider himself to be the "hero-type" but that didn't mean he didn't have a moral compass. No doubt the shouting would draw attention to him but that was a risk he decided to take. "Why's that guy attacking you anyways?" It would help to have some sort of background information. "He's absolutely insane!" Well, he was. OOC -- So sorry for the long, unnecessary wait. :C Weights are on. Thread PL -- 45,529. Zexama
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Post by Zexama on Jun 27, 2015 10:41:35 GMT
Zexama sat in the middle of the complete madness with a packet of chips in her hands. She used her mental powers to raise the little gobstopper that was once her scouter and brought it over to her face before it moulded back into the scouter that it use to be. Now that the candy fused scouter was functionally as usual Zexama stood up and stretched her arms as usual, she pull out a small device and through it in the middle of the gang and it sent a calling to all of the nearby police in the area. While the crazy guy continued to spin and shoot random ‘Beam Deaths’ around the whole planet to attempt and kill Zexama she grabbed him by the arm and shoved his face into the snow.
She took some more chips from the bag and ate them with as much crunch noise as possible. Zexama was slightly bored with the current situation and needed more friends, if friends were too much to ask for she at least needed allies. Zexama was, well, lonely, it was usually just her and Candy fighting against the world, sure, Wyntre was there to insult her every known and then and she had a few friends on different planets or that were dead, but she needed ones she could trust and fight with side to. The only friend that she had that could truly fit that category was Ninjin, but Zexama kind of left her to come to Arcose, even after everything that had happened.
She kicked the snow in front of her with bare feet, she made little piles of snow as chill ran through her leg and into her body. She didn’t mind the cold all that much since she didn’t truly have a sense temperature but at times she could tell whether or not a human or other species would usually feel it. She heard a voice shouting from around asking if she needed any help and she couldn’t help pushing the large red button on the side of her pink scouter.
Power level of 45,529 Detected. What a loser.”[/b]
Zexama laughed at the electronic voice as it followed the programming that Zexama had set to it. An arrow was pointed to the direction of the voice and she decided to float up to match his height. To close the distance from one another she moved forward to him in a cautious manner, Kami knows if this guy had any sort of Transformations or Ki suppressions. ”Hey, thanks for offering the help but I handled it, right now I would probably act all innocent and then see if you took me as a kid but I guess that staged act has been now cut to nothing. Say, what’s your name?”
Zexama studied the figured from head to toe before she made certain eye movements to activate another type of scan.
X-Ray commencing, Body structure: Human, most likely race: Human. Target is above average in Power level and intelligence seems slightly greater than average.[/b][/big]
Zexama saw as the most likely Human shiver as the cold over took him. Zexama began to wondered why there was a Human on Arcose, Zexama figured it was most likely for the harsh whether to test their power in strength. Zexama was about to begin speaking before Arcosian police sirens were heard as they travelled over towards the device. Pedestrains walked as usual as the Police used Ki like jail cells to hold each of the thugs in. ”Heh, We’ve been looking for you, how nice of you to give yourself over so nicely.” He gave a small laugh as they took them into some space craft and it flew into space to most likely one of the prison planets. Zexama focused her attention back on Beryl as she piled another question onto the pile.
”Hmm, I wonder what a human would be doing on Arcose? I’m guessing it’s not for the sunny beaches and the sun shine eh?” Zexama most likely knew the answer but brought the question up anyway as a conversation starter. The more Zexama thought about him the more she wondered if he could also be one of the members of this ‘Force’ that Zexama was meant to create. She would bring this up after he would answer the questions, if the answer to why he was on Arcose was to destroy Zexama may think twice about offering him access to the group which would also have access to the 150x Gravity Chamber. Also if his name started with K, he would not be invited.
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Post by Beryl Roarke on Jul 2, 2015 1:53:47 GMT
Initially, Beryl didn't get a response. Instead, the Majin messed with her scouter and the machine spat out a reading of the dark-skinned human's power level. It was true that Zexama's power eclipsed Beryl's by a fair amount but truthfully, Beryl wasn't too worried about getting jumped or gibbed by the little girl. She seemed friendly enough, at least from what he had seen from her. Still, his guard couldn't be let down; if there was one thing he knew about Majin was that some of their attitudes could change in an instant. Calling them bi-polar wouldn't be too far off of an assumption. Beryl stared in disbelief at the now-unconscious Arcosian leader. Zexama was able to deal with him with a single blow whilst simultaneously avoid being pelted with a series of superheated, deadly lasers. It was clear that she was powerful and that's the main reason why Beryl was cautious of her. Apparently, he wasn't the only one being careful; judging by how she approached him, she too was making sure that Beryl wasn't a threat or a potential danger. His power-level was lower than hers but she didn't know if she could transform or if he was suppressing his power or not. "... No problem," the human said, waving a hand dismissively once Zexama thanked him for the offer of help. He then looked back down at the knocked-out hoodlum; he was still face-down in the snow with the rest of his buddies. "I think you did more than handle it. Those guys look like they're going to be knocked out cold for a solid week." Beryl wasn't exaggerating when he said that earlier; the way Zexama clobbered each and every one of them was absolutely brutal. Hell, it made even Beryl cringe a little bit; he sure didn't want to be on the receiving end of one of those strikes. "Yeah, I think that staged act isn't going to work on me anymore," he added, a small grin coming across his lips. "My name's Beryl. It's ... nice to meet you." It was then that the Majin commenced a secondary scan with her scouter to get more information on him. Beryl noticed the scouter when he saw it; they were a common sight around Arcose. He assumed that most Arcosians, along with the other alien races, did not know how to sense ki without a device doing it for them. While it was a useful item to have and stylish to many, Beryl didn't want to have to depend on it whenever he needed to get a reading of his surroundings. His "natural" way of pinpointing ki was working well for him however he was well aware that it wasn't perfect and it wouldn't allow him to sense certain types of beings if their ki signature wasn't organic. "Interesting scouter you have there," Beryl said, motioning towards the machine. The scouter described him as above average in power level as well as intelligence. Beryl wasn't a vain or cocky person but the readings made him feel pretty good about himself. Most humans weren't as strong as him, even if he could be nearly two hundred times stronger than he was now. Shivering visibly, the twenty-three year old watched as the planetary police force took care of the criminals down below. The hard part, apprehending the thugs, was already done for them, thanks to Zexama. "Hmm?" Beryl looked over at the female Majin, hearing her question. He was expecting it sooner or later; a human wasn't a common sight on Arcose. "Well, you're definitely right about me not being here to enjoy the "nice" weather this planet has," Beryl commented, frowning as the arctic wind picked up temporarily. Even if he was decked out in warm clothing, he was still freaking cold. The Capsule Corporation emblem was visible on his black hoodie and green beanie. "I'm here for a few reasons, the main one being that I am visiting this planet to learn more about it and its inhabitants. I'm a researcher, one who focuses on ki to be specific." A pause. "I suppose I don't have an official title as a researcher just yet but I'm working on it." If Kryo was here, he would already be talking shit about Beryl and his "lack" of credentials and appropriate education. "But, even with the research in mind, it has been nice to see how it is on other planets. I couldn't imagine living here though; it's way too cold for me." His constant shivering was evident of that enough. "I have learned a lot the time I've been here though. Arcose is a lot more diverse than what I imagined. At first, I thought only Arcosians lived there but that isn't the case." Brenchians were another common sight, along with a plethora of alien races. They were all races enslaved by the Arcosians, races that have had their planets conquered and integrated into the Arcosian Empire. The thought made Beryl frown heavily; it was something that he disagreed with. Galactic empires didn't sit well with him and it was why he was thankful that Earth remained off on its own. Like Kryo had said, Earth managed to stay off of the galactic radar because it wasn't extraordinary in any way, a quality that has spared the populace of Earth a lot of unnecessary grief and conflict. How long that peace would last was still up in the air. Even though Beryl didn't consider himself a "hero", he knew that he was have to be prepared to defend his home at a moment's notice. "Also, the inhabitants of this planet are much stronger than the humans back on Earth. It took me off-guard at first. I'm not used to a place where knowing how to use ki is the norm, you know?" Beryl explained, rubbing his cheek. He blinked and shook his head. "What about you? I didn't expect to meet a Majin out here of all places. I originally thought that they only stayed on Earth but running into you has obviously proved that wrong." A pause. "Oh. I didn't catch your name either!"Zexama
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Post by Zexama on Jul 11, 2015 14:38:38 GMT
Hmm, what went through Zexama’s head was quite a wonder, it was quite interesting to see what she was thinking if you had the power to see what she was thinking, you would probably find something along the lines of this: Candy, not cold, lollipops, person, chocolate, should I take him into the Zexama force, more chocolate, why is this guy’s name Beryl? Why is human? What is a lollipop? How much wood would a wood chuck chuck if a wood chuck would chuck wood? These are only some of the few examples of what Zexama was thinking at this current moment, but Kami knows, she could think of A LOT more random and screwed up things than asking questions and thinking about candy. Anyway, off that topic, for now. Zexama listened to Beryl as he seemed to compliment Zexama with her brilliant efforts with the knocking out of the thug people. It was quite sad really how desperate the bandit guys had to be to attack a girl, five on one AND lose. Zexama then nodded towards Beryl and she learned her back inwards and cracked her knuckles in front of her. Adding in a voice that was purely made for bragging purposes. ”Oh it was nothing you know, just some candy there and some there.”
Zexama gave out a small laugh as he agreed with Zexama that her usual act wouldn’t work on Beryl, or, obvious reasons. Zexama heard the name of Beryl and came to a stop. What the hell could she call Beryl for a nickname? There was nothing that could possibility fit the gap, except. AH-HA! ”SHIVERING HOOMAN! That’s your new name alright? Just to be nice, I’m going to give a coat!” Zexama raised her hands and a golden flash sprinkled through her hands and then throughout the air before a very, VERY fluffy coat appeared in her hands. The coat was fully while except for the small brims around the wrist area which was plated with find, polished gold. Zexama then let go of the coat an expected Beryl to accept the nice offering. You may be wondering why Zexama was doing this and the answer was pretty simple. Zexama could notice his bloody clothes rapidly shaking. In the very few places she could see his skin they too were shaking as a result of the cold, so, Zexama gave him a nice warm coat. However if Beryl didn’t accept the coat for training purposes or whatever, then she would have maintained focus on it for a few more second before raising and eye brow and turning it back into thin air with a flick of the fingers.
Zexama heard his polite ‘nice to meet you’ and replied back with a smile and a similar comment. ”Ahh yes, as it is also nice to meet a new face, how do you do?” Zexama then crossed her arms as Beryl then said that her scouter was interesting. ”HAHA! That’s a first ain’t it Zexama? Someone who thinks I’m more interesting before you? These are rare times aren’t they.” Zexama tried to ignore the scouter by pushing the very thought of it into the corner of her mind. Then just as Beryl seemed to mention Arcose’s whether and how he didn’t come to the planet for it, it seemed to realise this and make it seem like the weather was sentient by suddenly picking up in the amount of wind and make the temperature drop. Then after he spoke the true reason to why he came to Arcose Zexama couldn’t but releasing her arms from each other and rolling her eyes. She rocked her arms around and looked at the ‘research’ and sighed as loud as she could. This probably meant that he would not want to stay and be friends with Zexama let alone join the force known as the Zexama Force.
Even though the chances are pretty high that Beryl would decline the offer since being a researcher he would most likely go to planet to planet and not have time to join a faction. Yet, she spoke with a confident voice towards Beryl. ”So Beryl, You’re not bad of a fighter it seems by your power level so I was wondering if you would be interested in joining the Arcosian Empire? That is to also answer your question to what a majin is doing here. I am a part of the Arcosian Empire, second stronger member they have, not to brag or anything. I know that you’re a researcher and what not but I thought it would still be nice enough to bring it up since I am on the lookout to make a strong army to protect Arcose and the Galaxy. If you don’t to join that’s cool, I just won’t like you very much.” Zexama added a small laugh on the end of her speech to ensure that Beryl knew that it was just a joke. If Beryl rejected the offer Zexama wouldn’t not like him, she would just not consider him as a close friend, at all, nowhere near. Zexama looked around at the nearby hail storms before an idea appeared in her mind. ”Actually don’t answer that just yet, let’s have a spar, just a little one, but we’ll see if you are really as strong as you seem. To makes things fair I’ll keep my heavy weights on.” Zexama cut off her flying and she fell towards the ground before landing with a hand in front of her for support. Although she didn’t really need the support she still used it for the show. As she hit the ground the snow dust covered her before it slowly began to fall back to the ground. ”To be more fair I’ll give you the first hit, you can use Ki or physical attacks, I don’t mind.” Zexama thought she would go fairly easy on this guy unless he powered up, she didn’t want to be too mean on the guy, but she didn’t want to go easy under any circumstances.
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Post by Zuni on Aug 11, 2015 7:57:44 GMT
Hi Zex, 4858 pl earned here bringing you to 151,541 pl total. Beryl Roarke please get in touch and let me know what you want.
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Post by Mayze on Dec 17, 2015 4:34:02 GMT
2894 zeni earned Beryl! Adding now.
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