Vi-Poi
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Post by Vi-Poi on Jul 3, 2015 15:51:11 GMT
(Decided to make this an in-thread warning to all participants. This thread is DEATH ENABLED meaning that you could very well die for being in this thread. This isn't a tea party DE, due to the virus Vi-Poi is highly unstable and kills people on whims. Do not join unless you are totally fine with the prospect of death. There is no passive DE participation here.)
(Thread PL: 5,428,654)
Vi-Poi’s return to Earth had been an interesting one. He’d encountered the briefest blip of amusements along the way – a few sleek and silvery cruisers in orbit that had challenged him for violating Earth Perimeter. He’d thrown one warship into the Sun for laughs, then reduced the other two to great coffins of fire blazing in the evening sky. It wasn’t long before he descended to the blue sphere and found himself in North Capitol, near his old cradle. People gave him a wide berth and many stares. His red viral lines, strange armor, neon-red hair and unsettling heterochromatic eyes no doubt gave them pause, and him spouting a ball of fire from his mouth at a pushy pedestrian’s over-flowing shopping cart didn’t exactly win him any friends.
The Red Ghost was quieter after the destruction of Namek, and that worried the new system somewhat. It was where he got his fire from, the same fire raging inside he used to keep the old Vi-Poi at bay. The old boy had been quiet too, as if brought low from being stricken so hard during the Namekian apocalypse. Worse, his memory was getting blurry again. It seemed a constant problem, one he’d tried to resolve by having a conversation with an intelligent-looking arcade machine, but the human moving it along in a dolly had only glared at him in disgust. The arcade machine didn’t respond to his inquiry about universal memory loss. Perhaps it was silent because it was imprisoned by this ill-tempered looking human, fastened with a chain to its dolly.
Vi-Poi bid the captive a sad adieu and decided his stroll was taking too long. It wasn’t nearly entertaining enough either, and so he flew alongside the road until he spotted a flashy and sporty red hovercar he liked. He moved towards it and lifted the door, the terrified driver recoiling in panic. “Thank you!” Vi-Poi said with a white smile, grabbing the driver but his tie and throwing him out of the vehicle. He spun a good hundred feet into the air before smashing through the window panes of an office tower. Vi-Poi climbed into the driver seat, ignoring the shrieking cries of the driver’s traveling companion, a smartly-dressed woman clutching her briefcase like a shield.
“Does this vehicle come with cruise control?” Vi-Poi asked, examining the instrument console with a clerical eye. He found the attitude controller, the throttle, and the control stick. “I can’t find the breaks, but I don’t think it’ll matter! Huehuehuehue.” This caused the woman to scream louder, just as Vi-Poi snapped the door shut and zoomed off at top speed. The car was built for thrills, and handled with admirable accuracy for a machine built for human tolerances and reflexes. “You know, your screaming is really interfering with my thinking.” Vi-Poi said conversationally, shifting the engines into overdrive as he began to scale vertically, heading towards a large building with an antenna on the roof.
His chastising seemed to quiet her down into whimpering and muttering about someone apparently named ‘Poor Billy’. Vi-Poi rolled his eyes but decided not to kill her. Simply killing everyone he came across, even the annoying ones, would get dull after long.
Just when he was reconsidering her fate, sirens flared behind him. “Oh, look, the fuzz!” Vi-Poi said with a cackle. “Fuzzy wuzzies, time to die!” The android declared, throwing the driver door back open, air rushing into the cabin.
For some reason, this started her screaming again. “I was going to let you hold the stick while I shoot, but now in your hysterics you can’t be trusted to fly correctly.” Vi-Poi said diplomatically before splitting himself with his mastered multiform, one clone still steering the car while the other opened the door, one arm unfolding into his Killer Machine Gun as he swerved his torso out into the whistling wind. “This is the Deranged Robot to the Police. Come out with your hands up, or lethal force is authorized. Pew pew pew!” Vi-Poi exclaimed, the ki bullets bursting from the telescoped barrel of his ki-conduit, smashing into the cruiser with a great burst of flame. Two others were in pursuit as well, and these swerved out of their comrade’s fireball, in dogged pursuit. They returned fire, and these Vi-Poi watched as they scattered through the air. “Nice shooting! What you lacked in accuracy you made up for in complete randomness.”
Vi-Poi’s driving clone was still headed towards the tall tower with its crown of antenna, but now there was a cordon of police blocking the way. Vi-Poi gunned down the second car, then left the third to continue its merry chase. He fused his two halves back into one, and spun the car into a great wheel, the vehicle stopping in midair just before the glossy dark glass of the megatower, his destination. The swarm of police cars surrounded him, forming a wary bubble of flashing lights around him.
Vi-Poi checked his panicked partner-in-crime. The incompetent was going through some sort of system failure. Her eyes were wide as saucers, and her mouth twitched with no words coming out. Vi-Poi sighed at her, floating his vehicle over until it bumped hard against the front of one of the cop cruisers. “Don’t worry, I’ll handle this.” He rolled the window down, facing a trio of armored officers who had their guns pointed at him, silent in fear and anticipation.
“I’d like two Ostrich-Chicken McBao burgers, a large spicy fries, and a vanilla float fizzy, please. Thank you.” Vi-Poi said before rolling his window back up. The officers peered at each other in stunned confusion.
“I can fly from here.” Vi-Poi explained to his kind-of-frozen-friend before blasting a hole through the roof of the vehicle with his body, flying up towards the roof where the letters writ large Z-TV. One of the squad cars attempted to hover above him in a blocking fashion, and Vi-Poi turned this two-ton hovercar into a small piece of chocolate with a pink ray of his Diet Chocolate Beam. He caught the tumbling car-shaped chocolate in his mouth and scarfed it down with a few vigorous bites. Bullets had begun to rain on his back. “I should have brought an umbrella.” He muttered, ignoring the sparks as he got in range of the large circuitry that coiled within the massive antenna array.
He tapped straight into the circuitry, feeding his words directly into the sky in a worldwide broadcast that would audio-over all channels.
“This just in!” Vi-Poi said, “You are listening to the voice of Realigner Red, the newly self-appointed King of the Universe, working title. I’ve killed and replaced Administrator Azure, so don’t bother going crying to him about this. He’s gone. Finished. Kaputt! And don’t let any of your Bum Bowties or Zzzz Fleers or whatever else try to stop me. The Earth is mine. If you have any doubts about my right to rule, point your satellites to Planet Namek at these coordinates, and you will find nothing but space dust. That’s what happens when I don’t get my way. Hehehehuehuehue. Ahem. So… my plan for Universal Domination calls for three simple steps that I will be requiring your unerring obedience with. Step One – do exactly as I say. Step Two – Go forth and find me the Dragon Balls. I want each and every one of you looking for these orangey orbs of omnipotence. Step Three -- Don’t take too long with Step Two. More steps will follow, which will probably include massive extermination of Saiyans on stellar scales. So that should be fun. I’m also accepting sworn oaths of fealty from magicians who can produce the Dragon Balls, or attempts at resistance from your heroes at Metro North’s lovely Z-TV building for the next twenty four hour period. Please send this message across the highbeam satellites, so other planets and governments may know of my demands. I don’t want to be bored, and a fine way to entertain myself, I’ve found, is fighting the galaxy’s strongest. Also, as a reminder, if the resistance is protracted or I get bored I will probably kill each and every one of you. Eventually. Or maybe I’ll go on a vacation to a warm and dry climate. Thank you.”
After his speech was done, he blew out the flashing red-and-blue candles with a spout of flame from his mouth, making a silent wish as he watched the charred balls of metal fall to the ground. He folded his arms and sat down upon the tallest antenna and waited on his electric throne…
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Post by Deleted on Jul 3, 2015 16:25:59 GMT
[Thread PL 131,632] Things were loud today, Explosions and some form of chaos quickly catching ear as word of danger traveled fast. His scouter catching power beyond the roof counting up in points of power as to not to overload the circuits. Jarvis had been nearby communicating with possible matters of gaining some funds preparing for future endeavors off world. Either on his own perhaps or on the Icer he'd met who'd gone silent sadly recently. He was no lap dog however even though he had the communicator. He'd wait to be contacted not run after some captain looking for a bone like dog to master. Jarvis felt heavy in breath though as he knew this was going to be one of those times he shouldn't be trusting his gut. But you didn't see power like this and the broadcast his visor scouter picked up before he removed it was... Well it intrigued him and given something like this was on the same planet as him and with such threats... Well cared greatly to survive and discover perhaps the right path to take before perhaps fleeing mindlessly. Not sure if such a thing would be watching for fleeing ships or not. He wasn't nearly on stand with something like this but surely he was still noticeable if it wanted to destroy all those that, Disobeyed.
The hair on his arms and the back of his neck were standing up on ends. His breath was heavy and so quick he felt light in the head. It was so much to take seeing the power moments ago on the lens of his visor. It was almost sexual how it teased his sense. The saiyan in him having to see face to face what this was. Wasn't the first time he'd looked death in the face. Although he couldn't but worry was she feeling particularly flirty today.
Jarvis took to the air quick burning with all his speed as he could making no attempts to hide his power as well. He still had not learned to hide power like many others he'd encountered. A blue aura ripping through skies quick before stopping at a distance on a nearby roof top. Taking in view from a distance at first looking at the spec barely able to make out great detail presently on the high antenna a small distance away. "Balls... Spirits be damned if this isn't exhilarating as hell." Jarvis took a deep breath as the light headed sensation rushed him even more so as he felt nervous. But how were you suppose to feel when some godly being pronounced itself leader and actually had power like he'd never seen before. So just as many times before as he panted and felt a nervous panic in his gut. He came to a conclusion he had so many times in his life. A moment where he had no clear solution and the feeling of turning tail and running presently would make him feel like a coward. So he took heavy breath as a cool sweat beat down on his brow heavy breath slowing as he said. "Fuck it..." Jetting off the roof he had landed on earlier as now debris shot out destroying the take off area of the graveled roof top.
Jarvis if not stopped would sore quickly and directly forward towards and right up to the man sitting on his antenna as if a throne. Breathing rather heavily his blue spiked hair lightly with sweat. His saiyan blue tail waving around behind him as he looked on in light awe. Clearly in a bit of a star struck sensation looking this creature over from head to toe as his eyes drifted over its body and the shape figure taking it to memory before blue hues stopped to meet its eyes. Floating there in his black human military pants and combat boots. The sleeveless saiyan body suit worn underneath covering his chest. His black gloves twitching at the fingers. As if curious wanting to touch this thing to see if truly was real. Before a grin curved nervously up the side of his face. Letting out a bit of a chuckle. "Well well then. Guess I had to just see for myself don't cha know. You really are quite eye catching you sexy little ting. I suppose... its better to come witness first hand... I feel sooner or later being on the same planet this wrath of yours may have found its way near me anyway. So Greetings boyo." He'd say snickering a bit as he looked in the mans eyes. "Dragon balls huh? I suppose a good as goal as any." Licking his lips hungrily and still feeling in awe of what he was viewing hovering merely a few feet away. Determined not to be seen as cowardly however. "Names Jarvis by the way... Red..." His grin twitching as if unsure if he wanted to laugh gasp in fear or grumble in anger. Did he consider attacking? Bartering perhaps for his life and possible employment. He didn't know for sure merely that he was presently in the presence of on the level of as he dreamed the gods were.
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Post by Seka on Jul 3, 2015 16:35:32 GMT
Seka was enjoying a rather large ice cream cone from one of the various shops within the city. It was cold, but even while cold ice cream was still in high demand. Seeing the rampaging android, she licks her ice cream cone once more before seeing him pull up next to three armed law enforcers. Asking about getting Ostrich-chicken burgers and other things, she stared at the duo. Shrugging, Seka follows the car from the air. Watching the clearly insane android raise out of the car, and turn a car into chocolate, Seka keeps a wide girth away from the android. Choosing to suppress her Ki completely, she lands behind the deranged android, and continues to eat her ice cream.
Standing behind him while he makes his speech, Seka continued to stare at the android while licking her ice cream. She could tell this Android could destroy everything if he had his way. Deciding not to fight him, even though it was the right thing to do, she would simply watch him while continuing to munch on her triple mint chocolate chip ice cream cone with sprinkles, whipped cream, and chocolate syrup on top. Seka stared at him and the blue haired man that appeared to stop the rogue android. She could feel the android's power even if she couldn't sense it.
The man was crazy if he thought he could win against the android. Her stomach sunk several times, when she heard someone this powerful was aiming to get these Dragon Balls for the android. She didn't know that this was a android, but she knew that the red haired man was not human. She didn't know how she knew but her gut felt like it was so. She wondered what the red haired man would say to the blue haired man named Jarvis.
Finishing her cone with a couple of bites on the cone part, she was done eating the ice cream, hiding herself she would listen into their conversation while having her ki completely suppressed. She wanted to hear every word, and then get back to Bing on what they talked about. She was curious about the nature of these dragon balls, and if they could revive her brother. She knew it was a faux hope, but she didn't care. It would give her a goal in life, a goal to revive her brother. That is to say if these were the mystical balls of legend that her father told her about, seven in all with stars ranging from one to seven. Apparently they could grand the user any wish of their hearts desire but were limited in what they could do.
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Tako
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Post by Tako on Jul 3, 2015 16:39:06 GMT
Tako Kurei has been preparing for this. The girl had become more and more attuned to the horrors that this … android, was responsible for, though. She’d felt the destruction of SOMETHING out in space; as though a thousand voices had cried out in horror and had suddenly been silenced. She’d felt the cruisers be destroyed. She’d even felt the surges of energy as Vi-Poi exercised his right to omnipotence. It was… awful. Like sudden, stabbing, overwhelming pressure behind her eyes, coming and going so rapidly and so completely… she hadn’t felt anything like it before.
Except, of course, that she had. When Bing had been beaten, she’d felt that, too, and she’d seen the aftermath of it. Since she had managed to get him into medical care, Tako had done nothing but train, hoping – praying – that she could make some difference if the monster came back to finish the job.
She’d seen the results of this man’s assaults first-hand, and she’d felt it more than she would have liked. She’s used to fighting in competitions and sporting arenas where death is strictly off the table. This? This is something else entirely. Deadly, bloody and raw – it is frightening to think that she wanted to go up against someone who was capable of such bloodthirsty acts… but she does! Even if she didn’t like what he did with his power (and she didn’t; it was utterly horrifying, and the scattered body parts and corpses she’d seen would haunt her for years to come) she had to respect that he had that strength. It was strength she yearned for herself, and just crossing fists with such a warrior would surely teach her immeasurably about her own abilities, her limits… where she ought to walk next on her path – assuming that she still had legs after the fight was through.
Her training has been as intense as it always has. She’s saved villages from rockslides – after causing them. She’s battled legendary Bear Kings and tested herself against the Blue Banner Army’s finest remaining soldiers. She’s done everything that she can think to do, and then she’s done some more things because it always helps to repeat a few things. The aim, at every step of the way, has been to pump herself up so that if or when the being that had bloodied Bing so badly came back, she’d feel ready to stand up to them and test her might against a level of power she had never even dreamed was possible in this world or the next.
Now he has, and Tako could not feel any less ready. Just those first few moments – where she’d felt power flare and disappear as quickly as it had come – had confirmed for her that he was on a level so far beyond hers it was like comparing a candle to the light of the sun itself.
Still. The very instant she had an idea of where he was, she’d burned across the sky to get there – there was never any question in her mind that she would have to. Arguably, she didn’t have a choice.
And it isn’t because she’s heroic. Tako is no hero – not in her mind, at any rate. The simple fact is that she has to live her life as she feels she must; selfishly, stubbornly, and without compromise. When she felt Vi-Poi’s return, she knew what he was doing, and she knew – immediately – what she had to do in turn. Not because she cares for the people of Earth, not because she wants to make the world a safer place, not even because she thinks she can win – Bing hadn’t lasted five minutes, and she had lasted under thirty against him. No. She has to do this because if she doesn’t, she’ll always know in her heart that she was a coward.
If she didn’t stand up at this point, how would she ever look herself in the eye again? If she turned away when confronted by a great challenge, how could she know that she’d done all she could to walk her path? No. This was insanely dangerous – stupidly so. She was probably flying right into her death.
But it would be better to die knowing she had always stood for what she believed in, than live feeling like she could have done more if she’d only had the heart to try.
And so it is that Tako Kurei, sixteen years old and surging with unbelievable strength for one so young, arrives on the scene to confront the self-proclaimed King of the Universe.
Like a rainbow streaking from the sky above, she bursts into the air in front of Vi-Poi, eyes blazing ferociously and heart thundering in her chest. It is… odd. She can see him; lounging there on the antenna as though he didn’t have a care in the world. She can’t… feel anything from him at all. It is like she’s looking at a mannequin and expecting it to kill her in an instant. Still. This is the man – robot, thing – that beat Bing half to death.
The funny thing is, she’d completely missed the broadcast – it isn’t like Tako particularly cares to keep up with the news, after all.
She does wait patiently for the blue-haired Jarvis to make his introduction, and then she actually bows to Vi-Poi, straightening and running a hand through her own brightly-coloured locks.
“My name.” She says, “Is Tako Kurei. I don’t know who you are, but I think you almost killed a friend of mine.”
The girl focuses, narrowing her eyes, and bright white power surges about her body as her aura flares into existence. She wouldn’t normally jump straight to her maximum power, but, this guy had thrashed poor Bing easily, and there wasn’t even a scratch on him! She had to be ready for anything he might throw at her. Of course… her very maximum power hadn’t done a thing to help her keep up with Bing, either, but she had to give it her best shot.
Suddenly, she points directly at Vi-Poi, finger extended before her. “I’m here to challenge you to a fight! I have to know whether my style can match up to yours! Turn me down if you like, but then everyone will know what a coward you are!”
And… that’s it? There’s no threat of death from the young warrior, no promise of revenge for her fallen comrade. In Tako’s mind, this is all still about proving herself, seeing how she can measure up, and demonstrating that the person she is today is stronger than the person she was yesterday. Whether or not she can back up her words with actions? Well, that’s the entire point of the challenge, isn’t it? You never really know what is possible until you stride forth and give it your all. If she backed down now, she’d always – always – wonder if she might have been able to stand up against him.
As far as ‘intrepid defenders of the Earth’ might go, Tako’s motivations are clearly far, far removed from ideals of justice and righteousness for all…
… But she’s confident that anyone who has the kind of strength she’s felt flare in and out of existence from this being must surely be a great martial artist; and therefore will share her warrior’s spirit. She’s confident that he won’t turn down her challenge.
Although there’s also no need to be rude, and so she adds, with a hesitant smile as she looks between Jarvis and Vi-Poi.
“Although, if you need to deal with some other business first, I can wait. I just wanted to make sure you know I want to fight you.”
(TAKO has entered the thread! Watch out Vi-Poi, her power level is 124,818!)
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The Ranger
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Post by The Ranger on Jul 3, 2015 19:36:19 GMT
((I feel this is fitting.) [Thread PL: 6,113]
Today, he would die. He knew that he would, he didn’t have the power to stop the homicidal being known as Realinger Red. The android had destroyed an entire planet with no resistance, and now he wished to take over Earth. The android also claimed to have killed Administrator Azure, the leader of the Blue Banner Army, but, he wasn’t so sure that was the case. The two were almost identical in appearance, leading him to believe that Realinger Red was infact Administrator Azure. But, what caused the android to have such a huge morality shift? He didn’t quite understand the psychology of sentient machines, but he knew a change this radical was not natural by any means.
He had heard the broadcast just five minutes ago. It had played on every public tv, and was being broadcasted on every news channel in every language. There was no way he could’ve missed missed the broadcast. So, he had made his way to the North, where it had been broadcast from, specifically the Z-TV building in the Northern capital.
He had arrived just a few seconds ago, hidden in the shadow of a nearby building, his cloak camouflaging him. His power was suppressed to the minimum, he didn’t want to be found after all. Not yet at least. He would confront the android, right now just wasn’t the time to do so. He would wait for a few others to show up, and bide his time as he watched the android sit on his makeshift throne.
One person had already arrived on the scene. A blue haired man, possibly a saiyan due to his tail, had already been here when he arrived. He knew saiyan’s commonly had brown and black hair, so it was likely the man was a hybrid of some sort. He had already introduced himself to the android.
Another was here as well, this one female. The girl, Tako, was in the process of challenging the android to a fight. It was damn well suicidal, but he was here as well, preparing to confront the android and likely die in the process. So, he really couldn’t call the girl a suicidal idiot.
Narrowing his eyes, he flew out of his hiding place, his flaming blue aura snapping into place around him. He flew forwards, stopping in front of Realinger Red. He unsheathed his sword and pointed it at the red-tinted android, his breathing calm despite the danger he was now in.
“Hmph,” he grunted, “You claim to have killed Administrator Azure, yet you look identical to him. The only difference is that your color pallet is red instead of blue. In fact, I would go so far to say that you are Administrator Azure gone rogue. What caused such a personality shift in you? I have no idea, but it wasn’t natural.” he finished, his piercing blue eyes staring into Redalinger Red’s.
“Whatever the case,” he continued, his voice gruff, “I’ll put a stop to your homicidal rampage,” he finished, his sword glinting in the sun.
OOC: Man, my rp isn't what it used to be. Oh well. :/
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Post by Deleted on Jul 3, 2015 21:45:11 GMT
(Thread Pl: 87,303 | Heavy Weights On | Ki Suppression | Ki Sensed: 300,000)
Komoto walked through the streets of a random village, trying to consider his next move. Should the Majin focus on gathering like minded people to steal a planet to terraform into one of Demons and Majins, or should he focus his time on making his army. The thoughts of what to do next was always a bother, since the Majin was always so indecisive, and the stress of it was starting to show as steam was coming out of the Majin's body, and that steam was leaking out of the skin tight suit he was wearing. While the being liked chaos, he didn’t like doing things alone, because no matter how hard Komoto looked, he could never find someone of the same mind. He had hoped that the Lady of Death was one, but she was apparently one who would rather work with peacekeepers of earth than anything, then Bing came into mind but the human was weak in the mind and stomach which bothered the Majin even more, and his old ex family the red eclipse were a bunch of jokes when it came to evil to the point where it made him cringe in pain.
Then, the Majin thought of his former apprentice, an outcast named Salti Splatoon, an albino namekian, who became the guru of his planet for a short time. The little asexual white slug was actually someone Komoto liked, regardless of the major difference in ideals, to the point where he was one hundred percent certain that they respected each other. He decided that it wouldn’t hurt to check on the well being of his apprentice, so the Majin activated his Ki Sense, and concentrated all that he could on the coordinates of planet Namek, searching for the adorable namekian's power. However, something was wrong, for no matter how hard he focused his sense on Salti, he couldn’t sense anything, not another namekian, not a life form, not even the planet. It was if planet Namek itself had completely vanished from existence. Komoto kept reactivating his Ki Sense, hoping he was making a error somehow, but it was to no avail. Komoto then activated his powers of flight and flew off into the sky, seeking answers.
While the Majin flew into the sky, his emergency contact device activated, which bugged Komoto since the only person he ever gave this number to was Vi-poi. Had the Blue Banner bastard figured he was roaming earth? The mere thought of this made the Majin hesitate to look at his phone, only to realize it was the global news letter function app. Komoto skimmed through it, reading, completely caught by surprise of what the android Vi-poi was doing.
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Komoto, wearing his Mr K outfit (look at profile pic), rushed to the scene as fast as he could, even flying right through a few buildings, until he found the man he was looking for, and flew in front of him. He stared at the robot quite briefly, making sure his Ki Suppression was active so he wouldn’t instantly be recognized by the machine. There were others here, but none that concerned the Majin with the ordeal. All Komoto was concerned about was working under the android Then, with a simple cough, Komoto changed his voice to sound like his good half, Azarath (Imagine Raven from teen titans).
“ I’ve come… to work for you. I respect people with higher power levels, and yours is clearly higher than a God. I cannot make Dragonballs, HOWEVER, Namekians don’t know off the bat how to make Dragonballs, and I’ve trained a namekian before how to make them, which he did. If you allow it, I can work under you and teach Namekians that I abduct or wish to follow you how to make them, so that you will always have more than one set”, Komoto said, his voice devoid of emotion as he tried mimicking his good side's voice. Everything he spoke was the truth, and now, all that mattered was if Vi-poi would accept him or not.
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Bing Gan
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Post by Bing Gan on Jul 3, 2015 23:02:21 GMT
((Thread PL: 2,819,840)) Still deep in the Lookout's library, Bing was looking for some clue on the Sacred Water's whereabouts. He had to find it somewhere, somehow. If he didn't then how could he possibly get strong enough to beat Vipoi? He needed to focus, but he kept his sunglasses-shaped communicator/A.I nearby in case of emergency. He flipped through the many tomes he could find, but each lead was a dead-end. Be it either an illegible chapter in a book or speaking of an artifact that Bing had no time to find. His desperation continued to grow as he was nearing the end of the libraries contents. With a quivering hand, Bing picked up the final book to read. He hoped with all his might that this book would give him some kind of information he could use to his advantage. Anything would help at this point, even if it was just a friendly message that read: "Everything is going to be okay, stop stressing so much." However, he did not find a friendly message inside. Instead his read-through was interrupted by Donna, his A.I sunglasses, beeping from the far corner of the room. He made sure to tell her to only notify him if something earth-threatening were to appear, so this must have been important. The gray-haired human stood up from his chair and hopped over to the opposite side of the room, where Donna beeped incessantly. He picked up the shades and placed them firmly on his face, clicking the button on the left temple of the shades as he did so. Donna spoke in a worried tone of voice "Bing...He's back." She stated it plainly, then played the message Vipoi had sent across the galaxy. "DAMN IT!" Bellowed Bing as he smashed his fist into a nearby wall, cracking the beautiful imagery that lay upon it. "Well, I think we both know what time it is bud..." The normally villainous sounding Ping had a more somber tone in his voice. He knew what lay ahead of them as well as Bing did. "We may not have grown much stronger, but we'll still kick his ass to the Curb! Let's get out of this crap-hole and fight that Tin Can!" Ping's voice changed back to it's normally angered tones as he finished his somewhat encouraging speech. "You're right, let's do this!"He focused his senses on the source of the message: North Capitol. He could sense many warriors were already gathering to defend their home, some of them he even recognized as allies or acquaintances. But none of them were mighty enough to take Vi-Poi down alone. He had to get there and help, even if he wasn't strong enough to take the android down alone. The human dashed up the stairs to reach the surface level of the Lookout. He was in a rush, but he wasn't about to make any holes in the magical floating building, that would just be rude. As soon as he saw daylight he hopped off the ground and shot like a rocket towards North Capitol, ghostly white aura blazing brilliantly behind him as he flew. North CapitolBing got on the scene relatively quickly, and immediately recognized just about everyone who had come to defend the North Capitol. The first person he noticed was that blue-haired Saiyan...or was it Brenchian? Regardless, he remembered his name as Jarvis, and it was apparent that his power had grown quite a ton since they last met. But Bing knew it still wouldn't be enough to stop Vipoi.
"Jarvis, good to see you again...though I wish it were under slightly different circumstances." In a way, this was very similar to how Bing and Jarvis first met. The blue Brenchian had challenged an android who was out of his league, and if history repeats itself, then Jarvis would quickly find himself in the dirt once again.
It was then that he looked over and noticed Tako was here as well. He wanted to be surprised that she was here, but deep down Bing knew that the girl was bold...and a bit foolish. He addressed his savior with a kind smile "Tako! It's so good to see you ready to defend the Earth from wacko's like that punk over there, but please try not to get yourself killed here...for my sake." He spoke sincerely towards the young girl. He cared for her safety deeply, but he needed her help here more than she realized
Even then there were still more people to address. It seemed a very familiar looking disguised fellow was swearing fealty to the Red Realigner. He expected as much from someone as conniving as Komoto, but he couldn't care less about the Majin at the moment. He let out a simple "Hmph." In Komoto's direction before turning finally to Vipoi.
The mere sight of the villainous android brought anger into Bing's heart. He felt betrayed by Vipoi for some reason. How could he let himself be taken over by this strange corruption? He was so strong, yet he was so easily turned to villainy.
"We never got to finish our fight you know." Bing said sternly towards the Realigner "We only got to engage in the preliminary round..." Bing's ghostly white aura engulfed him, as sparks of electricity danced around his form.
"...Now it's time for the MAIN EVENT!" His mighty voice boomed outward as he let loose his full power, an impressive 2.8 million to be exact! It wasn't enough to deal with Vipoi, but it would have to do for now.
He turned to his brightly-colored friends and spoke sincerely "I know this situation seems dire, but if we work together, we can pull through and beat this guy down! He's nothing but a Tin Can, and we're the Can Openers!" He clenched his fist in anger as he looked towards the villainous Vipoi. Hopefully his words were enough to inspire courage in his allies, though by the looks of things they didn't need much encouragement anyways.
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Nicolas Mclendon
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The Hero of the Cosmos: CAPTAIN NOVA!
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Intense Struggle (x3); X-Factor (x6); Amazing Captain Nova (x16)
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Post by Nicolas Mclendon on Jul 4, 2015 0:52:02 GMT
Current Power Level: 15,055
"BZZT BZZT BZZT BZZT!"
Nicolas's eyes opened slowly as his alarm blared waking him up. "Mm?" He blinked, vision blurred from both the sleepiness and his naturally poor eyesight. He let out an irritated snarl as he swatted for his alarm clock. He grumbled, missing the first time, the alarms blaring only getting louder as if it were mocking him. "Stupid...Junk..." He practically snarled in a low tone before he finally made his mark. He sat up, letting out a huge yawn as he began to rub the sleep out of his eyes. He shook his head, letting out an exhale as he brushed his shaggy mess of brown hair back and out of his eyes. He stood up out of his bed and arched his back in a stretch taking a step forward as he gained his balance. "Alright... Breakfast..." He murmured to himself as he fiddled with his bedroom door and stepped into the rest of his apartment.
Breakfast was a simple and practically rehearsed affair for him. Step one: grab something cheap and fairly easy to prepare/consume. Step two: prepare for consumption. Step three: Turn on the TV (News on weekdays, cartoons on Saturdays.) Followed by step four (the most important step:) eat and get ready to start the day. Nicolas decided on cereal this morning, it was something sugary and bad for him but it was tasty and let him start his day on a good point. As he poured his cereal in a (mostly) clean bowl he grabbed his remote and pointed it at his TV. It was Friday so Nicolas decided on turning on his favorite news station: West City's LNN. He flopped on his comfy brown couch with his bowl of dry cereal as he watched the news begin it's broadcast. "Whats going on today..." He asked himself as he took his first spoonful of sugary cereal.
The news began it's broadcast with it's two head anchors: The refined Chet Anderson and the gorgeous Katie Summers. Though, the usual professional air of the broadcast was replaced by something tense and sinister. "I'm Chet Anderson." The man began, a grim expression on his face as he looked on to his teleprompter.
"And I'm Katie Summers..." The woman chimed in, looking equally grim. She swallowed once as she continued. "...And this is West City's LNN. T-Today's top story is one of urgent importance..." She said her voice shaking lightly at the burden of her news. She glanced away from her teleprompter and trembled as the video feed of Vi Poi's broadcast played.
"Universal Domination. Destruction of worlds. And an old legend... These are things this mad man is after." Chet's voice played over the video of the sadistic android's gallant speech of domination and power. "Currently, this is the only footage we have but reports say this man has stationed himself in the Northern Capital. Astronomers are looking into his claims of planetary devastation but if the way he rendered North Cities finest powerless there may be weight to his claims yet. A few fighters from around the world ha-" Nicolas turned his TV off. His forest green eyes were wide open as he stared at the blank screen. "W-What?" He uttered a tremble taking his form as he processed what he just heard.
"...What is going...On?" He gasped, dropping his bowl of cereal as he stood up. "...He means to take over the world? Over a fairy tale?" He held his head, his body trembled as he tried think... What... What was he going to do? If... If he was as strong as he claimed... Everyone could be in danger. His friends, his family, the world itself was currently at risk. If his claims were as they said, this man could destroy everything. All for a fairy tale. All for something parent's told their children to help them sleep at night...
...He had to stop him. He couldn't just stand idly by as he threatened him and everyone he ever cared for... They needed a hero. Not just his friends and family, but the world.
They needed Captain Nova.
Nicolas clenched his hands as he looked out his window to the sky. A soft determined frown formed on his lips as he stared out to the world. He wasn't sure how strong he was or if he could even do anything... But, he had to do something... So, gathering his courage Nicolas would walk away from the window and any lingering thoughts of doubt and step back into his bedroom. He walked to his closet and reached into the box hidden within. He grabbed his black spandex, his (currently useless) utility belt, his top, the white gloves, boots and his cape of white gold and black. He stopped as he stared at the reflective gold visor and stared at his own slightly distorted image. His hands trembled, fear taking his heart briefly as he thought about dropping his mask and walking away. He stopped though, and took hold of the hope in his heart and moved on.
"I wont let any evil stand in my way." Nicolas slipped into the form fitting spandex before putting on and fastening both his gloves and boots. "I made a vow to protect the weak and innocent."He put on the padded top with his golden star insignia next followed by the clicking of his belt. "I'm the Hero of the Cosmos!"Nicolas slipped his visor on and fastened his multi layered cape before flicking it, letting it drape over his back. "I am: Captain Nova!"Without further ado the caped crusader rushed out of his apartment and took into the air. A golden aura exploded around him as he fly as fast as he could north. He was going to North City to face his most difficult challenge yet. He could feel it. --- Captain Nova will arrive next turn! ---
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Post by Zexama on Jul 4, 2015 2:28:00 GMT
[Ki suppressed to 1| Thread PL: 733,887/1,048,410 | Heavy weights off]
Zexama rolled around in her bed a small tears were dripping off her face. She was grabbing the pillow on the edge of her bed and squashing it as tight as she needed to. She was in her bed inside the bowl of the lookout, she had gotten in through the back entrance only to find that there was no one awaiting her return, not Scargot, not Reikiko. Zexama started thinking of the time they first met and it only brought more tears to her pillow. She suddenly started believing this was her fault, is she was here when they were, if she didn’t leave them to go to Arcose, maybe she could have protected them! Oh how much of a fool he was. ”You’re right Zexama, it’s all your fault, you did this! Now you must pay the charges and decapitate yourself! DO IT! NOOWW!” Zexama blocked him back out of her mind as she did not need his bulls*** as of now, she needed to think, alone and happy. ”Ehh Zexama, someon-“ Zexama quickly raised her voice at the scouter. ”SHUT UP! I NEED SOME ALONE TIME!” Zexama lay back down on her pillow before the scouter said no more. Instead of saying it she showed a power level of roughly 2,800,000, close by. Zexama’s mind seemed to be too twisted to think straight she instantly thought that the person in the lookout as of now was responsible for the disappearance of her Uncle and sister.
Zexama quickly pressed the button of the scouter as it activated a high tech tracker to trace the person. She quickly flew up the stairs as it seemed he was in the library, but he only stayed there for so long, the thing went out of the lookout and starting flying towards the North Capitol. Zexama grabbed her tear filled pillow on the ground in rage. She would follow that thing even if it—”Master Zexama, Message coming in from the North capitol, Risk level: Earth go boom.” Zexama’s attention was rather quickly drawn to her scouter as she made a gulping noise with her throat. After clearing her throat she spoke in a slightly afraid voice. ”Umm… Go on…” Zexama more afraid then she was letting on in all honestly, she kind of wanted to just bend tail and run. Zexama listened to the entire broadcast and even recorded it just in case she had missed something that may have been vitally important. She heard Vi-poi’s voice, but no, this couldn’t possibly be happening, VI-POI COULD NOT BE GONE!
Zexama breathing began increasing as her day had got accelerating-ly worse. She shook her head left to right. ’Vi-poi could not be gone! It wasn’t fair! He was one of the best friends I ever had and he cannot be gone! I must bring him back as Ninjin did for me, I MUST HELP HIM!’ Zexama’s mind tinkered away as she ripped her Heavy weights from her body and turning them into a skittle and tucking it underneath her skin. She thought about Wyntre’s ship that was currently on Earth and thought if she would get in trouble for not bringing it back if she were not to survive this day. Yet, from the memories given to her by Faltroshish, she knew Death wasn’t a bad option, she would go to the red ogre man and then come back, by reasons not known. She then heard that Vi-poi wanted the Dragon balls for himself, Zexama did not know the exact location since even Scargot didn’t trust Zexama fully to tell her where they were, but she would go to Vi-poi, and stop his god forsaken madness.
She lifted off of the ground and followed the direction where the intruder also headed, perhaps he would also go help Zexama stop Vi-poi’s madness. Although Zexama could not keep up with the high power levelled person she still followed, she had not a single thing on her mind except helping Vi-poi.
She had arrived in the North Capitol area and a sudden smell flailed into her nostrils. She almost had to strangle herself as she smelled some Diet chocolate, I know, disgusting right? The person eating the chocolate was an android, she could tell by the way the candy was eaten, how you ask? Ask a bloody majin, not me! Zexama and her scouter stared having a sudden conversation in a slightly worried voice. ”Hey boss. Power level of 5,428,654 detected in this location of the city.”[/b] As it was said a map of the entire city was displayed on the scouter frontier and it showed the location of Vi-poi with a little tag on the side showing his Pl. Zexama calmed herself down as she did not want her rage taking over her. ”Alright, thanks scouter, you keep on a lookout if any attacks or people are coming my way, also please have a graph of all the people in the area with a Pl 1,000 and show it to me, then add all our Pls together and see if it is anything close to Vi-poi’s, got it?” As she asked the final question a thumbs up appeared in the corner of the screen. Zexama smiled and continued her flight towards Vi-poi. As she came closer she saw him, he looked terrible, like something was taking over his body.
Zexama also saw a familiar face, it was Google! She saw many other people gathered around Vi-poi, this brought some confidence into Zexama’s heart. ”I have displayed a list of all the power levels along with known people on the side, unknown are displayed with a ‘?’. Added up you have about 3.8 million, this is without any transformations added, we may win this Zexama. I am now on the lookout for any build in Ki attacks.”[/b] Zexama nodded as she landed next to Google with a serious face and quite an angry feel. Zexama nodded at Google’s speech. ”Hey Google, long time no see, and why the hell were you in my house? I know I won’t be much use to you but I will be able to block some damage if needed.” Zexama knew Google wouldn’t be dumb enough to fall for fake Pl, for two main reasons. One, the fact that she just flew around and no one with 1 could do that, and two, the fact that Google has actually met Zexama before, quite funny how she was once far stronger than he was, now she was not even half as strong as him, funny how things turn out really.
Zexama then looked to Vi-poi and with a better look rage filled her mind, she wanted to go straight up to him and rip his head off then eat him whole, but that wouldn’t be happening anytime soon. She then shouted towards Vi-poi with such a large amount of rage in her voice. ”VI-POI YOU MOTHER F***ING B****! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS! SNAP OUT OF IT! Have some will power man! If your evil side is anything like what majins have then you can break free of this guy! He is nothing without you Vi-poi… please.” Zexama started to shut up as she now realised that she could now be a main target, if the evil being had any fight back from Vi-poi, the good one, then he would probably think to kill Zexama on the spot. Zexama thought of an idea quickly, she remembered when she had master her Ki barrier technique with Vi-poi in a spar they had long ago. She made a small ball of Ki behind her back and concealed it from the opposing world, as the Ki barrier in her hands grew bigger she brain stormed ideas before quickly whispering something to her scouter but which would also most likely be heard by Google. ”Be on the lookout of for fake Vi-poi, keep a Tracker on the real one no matter what, I do not want to lose him. Oh, and if we die scouter, hopefully that red ogre guy doesn’t squish us.” The scouter made a series of arrows around Vi-poi as it activated a high tech tracker on him, it then replied to Zexama. ”Done and Done Zexama, also, if we don’t survive, I bags the body, not you.” Zexama gave a small laugh, she realised that this could quite possibly be the last laugh she ever gave in this life time. Zexama raised her eyes back at Vi-poi, she needed to be ready in case he decided to attack for trying to save him, she needed to prepare this Ki barrier, quickly, or else she would fail. She decided that she would put her trust into Google as he had the strongest PL that was on her side, the fool that had teamed with the evil entity was most likely going to perish no matter what. Zexama was ready, ready to save Vi-poi.
[Ki barrier [MP3] charging 1 turn. Next turn it will be 2,096,820]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 4, 2015 3:01:29 GMT
(Brute PL - 113,855)
Aksor silently floated by himself, just trying to calm down and think about everything. He heard the news about this atrocity, that Vi-poi, his old friend and master, is now taking over the entire world. The name was so damned close, Administrative Blue to Administrative Red, could it be the same man? This man was trying to take over the entire fucking planet, all of Earth. Aksor sorrowfully raised his eye lids to look outwards to the star blessing him with warmth and light. The sun was a ball of creation, but even it could be corrupted could it not? Aksor would basically be a tiny man trying to go against a star, trying to fight something that could create as much energy as it wanted or take it away. This star was originally something to overcome, to get pass and grow stronger then! Now for Aksor, he would have to fight it directly. The Arcosian bit his tongue, and said, "I don't want to die... but I have to try don't I? Its Vi-poi... his power was stronger then damned Athren.... I have to. I need to protect what I love, this entire world is a beautiful thing. I won't let his sinful and selfish desires for these "Dragon Balls" ruin it's beauty and its people!"
Aksor had to even the odds as much as he could, and so he would have to transform to his strongest form. But the difficulty to control what was inside him. Would he have to wait? If he did not transform now and he went way in over his head, would he return to that insufferable pit Hell? Aksor shuttered in the wake of this revaluation, but he only survived because of this planet weakening Koramund. Yes, he had to do it. Aksor would fly to the site and find out the entire dire situation, then make a reaction based on what he experienced! Simple as that! Aksor flew a few miles to the city as fast as he could, and when he saw the city he spoke out, "...I fucking regret this immediately."
Tens of people were all floating upwards or standing in some great rivaling of rule to the crimson haired psycho robot. Aksor couldn't comprehend everything was being thrown at him, and he just simply swore under his breath once more. He couldn't take it anymore, he had to be brave for once in his life. He flew into the crowd, and called back those experiments the BBA did on Koramund while he was still inside him. Each and every moment was tripled in pain, drills and needles and scalpels embedding into his flesh by mind's call or otherwise! The pain made him roar in outrage as he punched the road beneath him, transforming into his Brute form. Aksor shook his large antlers, before floating with the group in his new massive form. The tranquility was almost over, and all he wanted to do was drink and stay in the joy until the death began.
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Post by Articho Reville on Jul 4, 2015 4:06:19 GMT
(Thread PL: 68,675)
Articho had been enjoying a nice lunch with his mother, Gleciar, Benetto, and Sasha after introducing his three team mates. Yoguri had been surprisingly open minded towards his Arcosian friend and the idea of him heading into space and the lunch was neither awkward nor strained. It had been pleasant and left Articho satisfied.
Until the broadcast came through over their radio.
Articho recognized the voice of Vi-Poi. The young hybrid's sandwich dropped to his plate, all thoughts of finishing his food gone. A first for him. His face was set in stone and his mother knew what that meant. She quickly gripped his wrist, stopping her son from leaving the table.
"Articho, no," Yoguri begged, tears already welling up in her eyes. The hybrid gave her a stern look in response.
"You heard him, mom," Articho replied to her. "He'll kill all of us when he gets bored and he's strong enough to go through with it. We have to fight him and help the others that will be there. I couldn't live with myself if you died and I could have done something to prevent it."
"But...but what if you die?" Yoguri asked him, the hope of keeping her son with her fading away quickly.
"Then I'll have died fighting for what's right," he responded, standing up and pushing his chair back. Articho looked towards his fellow COSMOS members. "You all, too, my friends. That monster destroyed Namek and now he is threatening our home. We have to try and win." With that, the young hybrid pulled his hand from his mother's grip and made for the door, gesturing for Gleciar to follow. His mother stood speechless as he turned back to face her before they left. A small smile was on his face. "I will see you again, mom. Maybe not today, but soon. I still have to fulfill my promise to you."
Articho waved goodbye to his mother and left the house with the others behind him. Sadness panned through his chest as he heard his mother burst into a fit of sobs after the door was closed. The hybrid looked at his teammates next to him. "We are coming back today," he said. "But I'll have to give you a rain check on COSMOS. If we're fighting Vi-Poi and don't die, then the hospital will be our home for some time. If we and whoever else is there is going to make this work, we need to use all of our power. Transform into your Brute form, Gleciar, we move out."
Articho waited for Gleciar to turn into his stronger form. He gave the Arcosian a knowing glance, trying to indicate his plan, then quickly picked up Sasha bridal style before she could stop him. Articho hoped Gleciar would grab Benetto so the flightless human could also make it. He took off towards the North Capitol, a blue trail of aura left behind him. He flew at his top speed towards the northern city, grim determination on his face. Everything about this was all kinds of fucked up. The surge of energy he had felt not days before must have been Namek exploding and his blood boiled in rage. Vi-Poi would pay.
As they neared the city, Articho began to pick up on other power levels in the area. There were a lot of them and a few felt familiar to him. Could this be the force that amassed against Vi-Poi? A small glimmer of hope shone through the grin darkness of it all. The amount of strength that was possibly garnered against the android felt like it may nearly rival him in strength. Could they do this? It was almost too good to believe it to be true. But he had to. For the sake of his mother, his friends, Earth, and apparently the universe. The fate of the universe rested with them all, so no pressure.
Articho slowed to a stop near the rest of the fighters in the North Capitol and tilted his head to look up at Vi-Poi. He looked very different from when he last saw the android, which really wasn't a good sign. The young hybrid grit his teeth and his fists were clenched in anger. "Dammit, Vi-Poi," he muttered to himself. "What did you to yourself? How did this happen?" He didn't expect answers from the ceased machine. All he expected was a fight that could mean life or death for them all.
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Post by Benetto Giri (Fluentinnerd) on Jul 4, 2015 4:33:58 GMT
As Benetto arrived at the scene, a sight exclusively out of the dreams of a madman displayed itself before him. A mad android, seeking to rule the world, just like in the legends of old. A splinter force of all races, gathered to stop him, and a city packed with innocents, watching in fear, directly in range of the firefight that was about to ensue. And all of this before he hit the ground. As he dusted himself off from Gleciar's less-than-perfect flight plan, the sheer magnitude of the events that was unfolding before him hit Benetto like a ton of bricks. It didn't take any type of ki sensing to feel the crushing, overpowering weight of the energy in the air. Benetto felt like a bug under its weight. Despite his teammates' full strength, there was still no comparing to the utter horror that was the red android, high in the sky above them.
(Look at this, it's an actual threat to peace and justice. What are you going to do now, huh? You can't do anything, you're less than nothing here. You're just a vigilante with an unusual choice of dress.)
Benetto shook off the unwanted thoughts, and turned to his teammates. "Look, we wanted to defend the planet, now's our best chance to do it. This...bastard stole the lives of millions. For this, there is no heroic repartee. There is no speech, no pose. For us, there may well be no hope of surviving. But that doesn't mean there's no hope whatsoever. For every tiny hit we land, that's one more life we can save. If we want to be defenders of peace and justice, now's the time to damn well defend it!"
Benetto then saw an unusual sight, a very familiar blue-furred body near the top of the conflict. "Jarvis?" (He's...saving the earth also? The man who was so willing to see people die, protecting us? Right, well that tears it.) Benetto recalled the horrible feeling he had when he first fought Jarvis, that terrible doubt nagging at him that he had to win, no matter how bloody it might get. Only this time, it wouldn't be enough. Not even close, but every tiny bit helped. "Don't worry about me, I'll find my own way up." Benetto began climbing the building bit by bit, window by window, every step bringing him closer to his own demise.
[Desperate Struggle activated, thread PL at 22,863]
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Post by Mimikku on Jul 4, 2015 4:38:02 GMT
Music for the post and fight Mimikku sat upon a small hill far in the Frozen North. North of a village that was at one time called Jingle Village but now was just an empty shell. An empty shell alot like she was as Lilith had told her the truth as to what it was that she had done to her upon arriving on Earth. How it was her child was born and given up for adoption. All of this information had made her move to the far north to contemplate the way she would have to deal with it. Closing her eyes she had a small radio near herself as she heard a crackling message come through. A man had come to declare himsf god over the planet and over all of the inhabitants of the planet. :: Mimikku.. I know that I should not of kept that information from you but I think it is time for us to get past that and to get to the point where we can stand for all those not able to anymore. For those who retired from the world stage, for the one we want to meet in the future. We must go there and stand against this tyrant even though more than likely we will perish. :: Taking in a deep breath Mimikku released it into the air allowing it to boil outward from her mouth as the small woman stood up. In a weak voice she responded to her internal goddess. "Too true... It is time for us to stop running from any and every single threat that has emerged on this planet. We could do nothing when Emer went crazy and headed off to fight his former captain... we did nothing when West Capitol was attacked... It is time for us to do something. Be it bring about our death then we will die with honor. We will die with our head held high free of the burden of being a slave to our past. No more will the White Devil remain hidden in the mists of time. Let us take the fight to those that bring harm to our home."Closing her eyes she lifted herself into the air and flew toward the slowly growing number of signatures she found gathering near Vi-Poi's location. On the flight there the Goddess and her where saying their goodbyes to one another as she made it to the location she stopped near the others. Clasping her hands together around the hilt of her blade she spoke up. " By the goddesses of my homeworld I beseech you. Grant unto me your loyal servant the ability to defend this new home of hers. Allow me the strength needed to defend it and save its people from sone who will destroy it if given the chance.. For this strength I beseech you and grant you the use of my body." Inside of her head Mimikku heard Lilith's voide chime in. :: You are worthy Mimikku of the Blade. Go forth and deffend your hom and its people. go and fulfill any destiny that you believe that you have. The goddesses are proud of you. :: With the words poken inside of her head her power swirld about her and she narrowed her now emerald eyes. She could feel the power of the man before them but she did not care. This was to be afight that she knew that she was more than likely not going to walk away from. Yet she would no longer run from this or from the saiyans any longer. Turning to the strongest person there she floated over beside them and spoke up. "We know that we are not in yours nor his league but we are here to assist you good sir. Til our body is unable to do anything we are here."
{{Irith's Blessing Active. 136,440 L at current. }}
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Post by Gleciar Avierno on Jul 4, 2015 4:51:14 GMT
Ever since Gleciar had heard the news of Namek being destroyed he had gone into a training frenzy and was absoulutelly furious, now in Articho's house with his mother having a nice meal had mostly calmed him for a while... Until he heard Vi-Poi's transmision. He did his best to not fly off right then and there, not caring about a thing and leaving a hole in the wall, but Articho's mother worry made him remember that he couldnt do that.
"Dont worry, Ma'am." He said to Yoguri. "I'll make sure your son returns alive. I promise." He wanted to rip Vi-Poi to pieces, but he knew that his team would follow him, they where his responsavility and he knew they wouldnt stay behind, he had to protect them no matter what.
Once outside Articho tried to act cool and say he would have to take a rain check from the team to save the world, that quickly earned him a swift hit to the head. "You dumbass, we are doing this together. I might want to do this alone... He destroyed my home... I want to rip him to pieces... But we'll go together... And protect our new home!"
He smirked as soon as Articho told him to transform, he planned to do it anyway, maybe even turn to his True Form, he might even have to do that, but for now, he should only release as much power as he can control. He took a few steps away from his friends and started releasing his sealed energy. Quickly his size increased, his muscles bulked up, his horns stretched and curled and his power was now 5 times stronger. "Im ready."
"Alright guys, we are gonna fly you there." He nodded at Articho as he grabbed Sasha and started flying. "Benny, climb onto my back." He said as he pointed at it. "If you wanna hold onto anything, either grab the spikes, or shoulder pads. Do NOT touch the horns or I'll throw you off." As soon as Benetto grabbed on he burst away at max speed, leaving an orange streak of energy behind him.
As they got close he could feel man power levels, the two biggest ones he recognised as Bing and Jarvis, he gave a nod at them. He also saw many others in the area that he didnt recognise, but it didnt matter. Their auras all said one thing. They where ready for a battle. Everyone was looking at one thing... Virtual Poi.
He left Articho on the ground, he heard his speech, normally it would have made him smile, but his anger towards the android was too much. So he approached Vi-Poi, for a moment all he did was glare at the android. His anger made it hard for him to form words, but after a few seconds one came out. "Why..." Once he said it was as if he had opened the flood gates of his anger. "WHY DID YOU DESTROY MY HOME!? WHY DESTROY NAMEK!? I thought you where better than that! Thats what you showed when we met! Why do this?" He clenched his fists and glared. He did his best to resist punching him in the face right then... He knew it would only anger the insane android.
((Thread PL: 36,545 / Brute Form: 182,725))
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Post by Deleted on Jul 4, 2015 12:27:57 GMT
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Drake soared in the skies, his eyes scanning the horizon. He looked back at his new companion, Kayle. Of course, this wasn't like most companionships. This wasn't a friendship, or a true alliance. In reality, Drake was being somewhat forced. Kayle had arrived in a ship on earth, and just so happened to have been close to Drake. Kayle had come to earth, spouting what Drake though at first to be some nonsense. He talked of these super humans, humans who had achieved such power that they had become one of the greatest in the universe. Kale had piqued his interest, telling about how he had actually met one before. Apparently, the power lev was beyond imagining. It wasn't just one million, a number so high it doesn't seem like it was possible, but two million. This would have been impressive enough, but once again, it was a human. Not a Saiyan with their super Saiyan warrior transformations, or those ice aliens, or any other green or any color at all alien. It was a human. Was it truly possible? Was that kind of power hidden somewhere deep inside of Drake, behind barriers and through tunnels? Was it possible to push himself past everything he knew and become one of these super humans?
His wooden arm's digits opened and closed, as he stared amazed at it. He stil couldn't believe he had a new arm now, just because that 'candy princess' poofed it up. He wasn't entirely sure on how it would work with Ki, but it wound serve in a fight well enough. While hand to hand combat using Ki would be harder, it was possible considering he could just sort of wrap it around his hand. He wouldn't feel any pain from it, so he could use it to deflect and block shots. Of course, he had to make sure not to use that too often. He didn't want to lose his new limb after all, for a second time. The wood arm didn't stand out took much luckily, since his sleek black stealth outfit covered his arms.
He looked back at the saiyan human hybrid, a mix of the two races. While these two races looked extremely similar, in relating they were quite a bit different. Not including the massive power difference, and saiyan's super saiyan, although it appeared humans might too, there were some more obvious differences. First of, the hair. While humans spotted a wide variety of all shapes and colors, saiyans had a single classic, spiked black hair do. Hybrids were obviously different. The half breed flying close by him had close to the look of a saiyan, but also had brown pigment. This gave off some sort of alternate saiyan vibe. Then of course, one of the most obvious characteristics of this alien fighter race, the tail. Drake felt very different about the tails these days. Just thinking of one seemed to excite him, and seeing one could drive him insane. Something about them, made him want to- do things- to the tails. He couldn't lie to himself, he had noticed Kayle's tail. While at first, just concentrate and keeping his mind on task had worked and barely noticed it as he grew less wary from flying his mind was wondering. He found himself constantly glancing and staring at it, occasionally starting to drift at him. Something about that furry tail just made him want to grab it and- well. He didn't want to think about the second part. Then again, grabbing the tail would probably be mad. He had grabbed a tail before, a blue one. When he pulled it the owner who seemed about to kill him or so suddenly went into a lust and fulfilled the new need with who he guessed was his lover.
A new sight broke the horizon as tall buildings and skyscrapers began to slowly grow in the distance. "Pitstop! That's north city!" he yelled back over his head to Kayle. He put on a new burst of speed infusing the air around him with Ki and dragging it back. As they got closer, he felt something odd. It was as if the temperature was rising, and the air pressure was skyrocketing with it. He looked around nervous not for sure what was happening. If he had Ki sense, he would know that in fact there was a gathering of massive energies. Suddenly a small vibration went through his wrist. Then another. The scouter on his wrist began shaking crazily alerting him to be slower levels. He felt as if he were standing in an earthquake, and looked down at the device. His eyes went wide and for a moment, he was paralyzed with shock. He couldn't think of do anything for a nano-second and began plummeting. He snapped his mind back and slipway increased his altitude once more. What the hell was happening! "Do you detect that too on your scouter? Mines going off the charts, just so many power levels all in one spot. Ones over five million and another's almost nine million! Could this be a glitch!?" he yelled back at the hybrid.
He thought about what could be happening, when a new thought filled his head. He remembered what Kayle had said about super humans, how their power was in the millions. The one he had talked about, Yahoo or Google or something like that had about two million. Could this be the same one. "Hey man, don't hope to get your hopes up but could one of those or more be a super human?" His eyebrows furrowed and he made up his mind. They were going into the city. His body began angling down as he travelled at rapid speeds onto a close by street from where they were gathering. He knew no one would know him without looking because of his heavy weights masking his power level, and snuck into the shadows. He approached the battle and gasped. There seemed to be all kinds of amazing fighters. Aliens, a saiyan, even some humans. But one in particular caught his eye. It had a power level of almost three million. That to be the super human! But then someone else caught his eye. There was soemthing there, he knew it. His eyes tried to break through some odd pattern barrier preventing him from seeing it. Suddenly his brain flash backed. A man in camo with a broadsword. A massive pain as a blade went right though his knee crippling him forever. He growled knowing exactly who was there.
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