Lord Fridge
Rising Soul
PL: 14,645; BF(x5):; TF(x10); Items: Scouter, Luxurious Spaceship, 2 Senzu; Zeni: 19
Tag: @lordfridge
Posts: 60
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Post by Lord Fridge on Sept 13, 2015 22:50:21 GMT
[Thread PL: 5,437 in Suppressed Form]
Fridge was training on the foothills of Mt. Frappe, as he had just arrived to Earth, to seek out other Arcosians. The area was covered in a dense frost, and snow was everywhere. The mountain was looming overhead, and all Fridge could do was think about Arcose. It was still fresh on his mind, that the Saiyans had killed most of his race. Only another thing to add onto his list about why he hates the Saiyans. "Hmm, i wonder when the other Arcosians will get my message, no matter, once i train up here, i will move on to the next area." Fridge then unleashed a Ki blast at a large boulder, breaking it, like he did with most of the other boulders around here as part of a training routine.
Fridge then decided to take a rest on a cliff, which was still dwarfed by the mountain, but high enough to see for quite a distance. Fog started to roll in as the time passed, and he had waited for quite a while, just pondering on what the other Arcosians might be doing right now, and on what the Saiyans were planning. He was dead set on getting revenge against them, and did not wish to fail his race. Fridge got up, and casually walked to the edge of the cliff, his tail covering the sun's light from his eyes. "I am still not strong enough, nor my brother, but if i am successful here on Earth, we just might have a chance. If only Arcose was not like it is now, i could be taking over planets. Well, i will indeed succeed here, there is no way i wont. Once i do, i will have to train even harder than ever before though." Fridge just stood there, looking out over the area.
"This planet is rather boorish. Arcose was much more entertaining...at the least, but i hear there are quite a few saiyans here. Heh, maybe i will get to kill one soon. I can only wish." The sun started to set overhead, and Fridge started to get tired, as he layed back against a rock, looking out over the rolling, pure white hills infront of him for kilometers.
Word Count : 372
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Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2015 2:21:17 GMT
A fiery comet seemed to be falling from the sky. From its trajectory, one could assume that it was going to slam directly into the base of Mt. Frappe. That assumption would’ve been correct. The comet in question seemed to be coated in a large amount of fire, so any details of the object that the flames coated were completely impossible to discern. It was quickly accelerating as it fell, until finally it slammed into the snow covered ground with a loud BOOM! Said noise might’ve been heard for miles, though the occupant inside was far too unconscious to notice. The comet’s landing caused a new three foot deep trench to stretch for about thirty feet away from the mountain. Two tall and full grown pine trees were completely uprooted in the process of it stopping.
Once the comet had finally stopped acting as a comet should, one would finally be able to spot some details of the object, due to the lack of fire surrounding it. It was a standard Saiyan Attack Ball travelpod, though it was incredibly dirty, and lacked any sense of being undamaged. A large bloodied fist holding a sword was painted onto the side of the vessel, though it was an awful drawing and looked incredibly worn.
Inside said vessel was young man, soundly asleep. He didn’t snore though his chest rose and fell in a rhythmic manner. His hair was spiky in the front and shaved in the back, while being jet black. His armor was black with dark green trimming, and the body suit he wore under it was blood red. His gloves and shoes were a pristine white, though the knuckles of his gloves were blood red.
After a solid minute of snoring, the soporific sound of a slumbering Saiyans would cease, as one of the man’s eyes opened. It darted to the left and right for a moment, before the once stationary figure began to stretch his arms with a yawn.
Scratching his back, he would press a flashing green button in order to activate the opening mechanism of the vessel’s door. He would then step out of the ship and observe his surroundings. One lone thought entered his mind, as he stood on this new planet.
It’s really cold.
WC: 379
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Lord Fridge
Rising Soul
PL: 14,645; BF(x5):; TF(x10); Items: Scouter, Luxurious Spaceship, 2 Senzu; Zeni: 19
Tag: @lordfridge
Posts: 60
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Post by Lord Fridge on Sept 14, 2015 3:18:20 GMT
Fridge was laying back on the rock cliff as he saw the meteor come down from the sky and crash into the area near him, making the large bang. Fridge's scouter shot on as it scanned the crash-site. "What is this? A space-pod? Well, that is a coincidence. As i just crash-landed near hear yesterday." Fridge got up as his scouter was scanning the crash-site. "I wonder who it might be.." Fridge used Ki manipulation to form Ki underneath him to allow him to float, he then started to make his way towards the crash-site. The wind was blowing fast, and it made the already cold temperature even colder, although Fridge was an Arcosian, he was used to such temperature. In fact, it would be to his advantage. He then flew faster to get there, as he was very curious about the newcomer. He had time to spend, so why not? If it came to a fight, he could hold his own very well.
"Let's see, i got about a day until i am scheduled to meet up with another of my race, i might as well pass the time, even if it means hurting others, which is a favorite past time of mine..heh."
Fridge made his way towads the crash-site as his scouter beeped, to form a power-level on it. The power level scanned appeared to be 7,263. "That is a decent power level...i will have to keep my guard up. Heh..but it is not a match for me.." Fridge then flew near the crash-site and stopped on a tall boulder overlooking the pod, and the man he saw near it. "Hmph...could it be? A Saiyan..? Finally....it is time i had some fun." Fridge's tail started to twitch in anxiety, as he waited for quite a while to meet another saiyan face-to-face.
"Well, hello there. I see you are new to this planet as i am, well, it does not matter either way..for you are a saiyan i presume? Saiyans have tails just like yours, it is quite obvious. I have been waiting to meet one for some time now, and now you showed up. It is irresistibly exciting indeed." Fridge's arms were now crossed, as he grined down at the man. He then jumped down about twenty feet infront of the man, waiting a response.
Word Count : 387
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Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2015 21:29:37 GMT
Callion looked around at the assortment of flora in the area. While the average Saiyans weren’t used to cold temperatures due to Vegeta’s three suns, Callion spent three years on a planet with extremely hot days and excruciatingly cold nights. His body was used to drastic shifts in temperature at this point. Taking a step forward, he would feel his tail swish through the air. He often forgot he had a tail. He knew what purpose it served and frankly, becoming a giant monster of uncontrolled mass destruction wasn’t on Callion’s to do list. Sniffing the air, he began to wonder what planet he was on before he felt a chill down his spine. Now this chill was not due to the weather, but more due to him having the oddest sensation that he was being watched. Once the sleep had cleared from his mid, he realized that what he thought was a hallucination was an actual thing.
A man with purple skin and horns was speaking to him. The creature in question looked to be about five feet tall from his position in front of Callion, though Callion knew to never judge people based on appearances. Though the alien kept it’s distance, Callion knew that it was going to attack him. Deciding that a fight breaking out the second he had gotten onto a new planet was a not a good idea, so he took the passive route.
“Hello to you as well!” Callion said with a smile, offering the creature a wave. “I am indeed new to this planet, and would very much appreciate not…breaking it. So why don't we just talk for a moment? We’re two reasonable people after all. Also, if you could not refer to me as “Saiyan” That would be wonderful! I don’t care for Saiyans very much, on account of their unquenchable thirst for blood and overwhelming sense of pride.”
Callion gave the purple man a big grin, though on the inside he was ready to defend himself if need be.
Word Count: 337
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Lord Fridge
Rising Soul
PL: 14,645; BF(x5):; TF(x10); Items: Scouter, Luxurious Spaceship, 2 Senzu; Zeni: 19
Tag: @lordfridge
Posts: 60
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Post by Lord Fridge on Sept 14, 2015 22:17:56 GMT
"A saiyan that doesn't like its fellow race? That sounds absurd... and quite frankly, i hate absurdity..it always reeks of lies." Fridge's tail had been twitching impatiently, and he had been quite ready for a fight, it has been so long since his last. He took a step back then jumped onto a rock. "We are going to fight saiyan, although i won't kill you, it will definitely be entertaining at the least. I have waited long for this..."
Fridge held his arms out, his face looked intense, as his body began to morph, his chest buffed out a great deal, he got much taller to about 6.5 inches. His legs then, as well. And finally his horns twisted into and bent while growing longer. It seemed everything about him looked much taller, and more brutish. "Heh, this is my second form. It is much more deadly...It will be fun toying with you for a while. Try not to die.." his voice had gotten deeper, and he now stood back up and then stepped forward alittle, with his tail raised.
"Don't tell me you won't fight...i know you saiyans..you all love it." He got into a stance, his right arm raised up about neck level, his stance was low, and his other arm was down near his waist. His tail up above his head to deal damage aswell. He was ready for anything, as his power level had now been increased drastically. "Your move..Saiyan. You better choose your attack carefully.."
The area around them was cracked, from the crash, and alot of the snow had been replaced. The clouds rolled in, as the sun stopped shining down on them. Tall boulders were all around them, and the wind blew at a steady pace. "Heh, it will be fun.. so let's do this." Fridge then stood still, waiting for the first move to be dealt. A sadistic grin on his face, and a his tail was moving side to side, waiting to strike.
Word Count : 332
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Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2015 22:52:36 GMT
Callion watched in transfixed fascination as the man in front of him grew in both size and muscle mass, and then went on some sort of sadistic tirade of stereotyping and racism.
“One, stop calling me a Saiyan. I’m not a Saiyan. I’m a warrior. Two, please stop wanting to fight me, because I really don’t want to fight you. Three, do you know if this planet has any moons?”
Then his purple pecked friend began to enter a fighting stance.
And just like that, peace is violently thrown out the window.
“Okay forget the moon thing. Look. I’d really prefer not fight. I’m not like other Saiyans. Honestly, you’d think that meeting one of my kind who doesn’t like fighting would be a good thing. I’m gonna leave now, hopefully you don’t treat everyone you meet this way.”
Callion would then turn around and begin to walk away. While walking away, he would make use of his Afterimage technique to leave behind a static look alike of himself. Said duplicate couldn’t move, but Callion made use of his pod’s positioning to make it appear as though he forgot that his path was blocked. The real Callion, meanwhile was flying as quietly as he could westwards, away from any violence.
I hope this works. Though he might find me, he won't-
Callion’s thought process was ended by his taking note of the sun’s position. It seemed to be beginning to set. It was almost nightfall. Hopefully this planet didn’t have any full moons. Full moons turned Callion into something...unpleasant. He continued to fly away, hoping that his angry purple friend wouldn’t find him.
Word Count: 269 Callion KP [2/3]
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Lord Fridge
Rising Soul
PL: 14,645; BF(x5):; TF(x10); Items: Scouter, Luxurious Spaceship, 2 Senzu; Zeni: 19
Tag: @lordfridge
Posts: 60
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Post by Lord Fridge on Sept 14, 2015 23:18:06 GMT
Fridge had heard his reply, in annoyance. He saw as he attempted to use the afterimage technique to hide his escape. Which might have worked, until Fridge had used his scouter if their power levels were more evened out. As Fridge saw him move west, thinking he had escaped, Fridge then moved as he was, and attempted to grab his tail with extreme-speed, as he was thinking about escape. Power really does matter here.
"Hey there." Fridge said as he appeared next to him. "You are fast, with that technique, but you are not fast enough..'Warrior' saiyan."
If Fridge managed to succeed in grabbing his tail, he would then throw him back down into a large boulder.
"This will be quite entertaining. Please show me your best...and then we can be on our way. I merely wish to test out my, and your strength. This will be good practice for the both of us. I'll try not to go too overboard.."
The sky above them was still covered with clouds, rolling in each direction for a good bit. Rocks had been displaced as they both moved at extreme speeds, causing some snow to melt by their Ki. Fridge was now grinning, his tail twitching rapidly in excitment. If this fight went well, Fridge would have gained more experience. Though he would still need much more to even think about completing his goal.
Word Count : 232
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Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2015 23:40:07 GMT
Callion probably should’ve expected this to happen. Honestly, running away had never worked. Callion had assumed that he had evaded this attempt of violence, but then it happened.
The man grabbed his tail. A bone splitting pain traveled up and down his spine completely paralyzing him with agony. It was as if someone had torn open his back and begin to grip each individual vertebrae as tightly as possible. Callion was in so much pain that he failed to notice the sensation of him being tossed around like a rag doll until his assailant finally released his extra appendage. Unfortunately, the purple man only released his tail in order to launch him face first into a rock twice the size of the Saiyan in question. Upon making contact, the rock began to crack and shatter against Callion’s toughened exterior, until Callion was lying in a pile of broken rock, and pain.
Callion mentally panicked. Okay think. He’s stronger, faster, and more bloodthirsty than you. You need to get him off of your scent, but how? Oh wait. I’ve got it!
Callion then tried to slow his breathing as much as possible. He would force his body not to move in any way, while keeping his eyes shut naturally. He was engaging in the age old practice of playing dead. Or to be more accurate, he was pretending to be unconscious. Hopefully his opponent would think he were weak and just go away.
Word Count: 242 KP[3/3]
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Lord Fridge
Rising Soul
PL: 14,645; BF(x5):; TF(x10); Items: Scouter, Luxurious Spaceship, 2 Senzu; Zeni: 19
Tag: @lordfridge
Posts: 60
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Post by Lord Fridge on Sept 15, 2015 0:20:26 GMT
Fridge laughed as he he hit the boulder breaking and causing a dust cloud to form from it. He looked at the boulder and then pressed a button on his scouter to scan out what is going on. The scouter seemed to say he was still there, and alive. "Hmph, i didn't even try with that one..this can't possibly be the scope of his power..? I might as well check it out first." Fridge then started to float down towards him in the pile of shattered rocks.
"Heh come on out, i know you aren't dead. This is quite amusing in fact. I didn't think it would be this easy..Come on out and fight like a man." Fridge then began to channel his Ki as a aura around him grew stronger, lifting the rocks on top of the saiyan warrior. Then in one last outburst, it blew all of the rocks off of him and the dust cloud away, to show him laying there on the ground. "Get up....or i might level this entire place..." Thinking a threat would entice him to get up. A blue orb of Ki began to form in his hand. "This can't be your full power. It is entirely boorish and weak...fight me like a man, and i won't kill you. Hey, you might only leave with a few broken bones."
Fridge then grinned down sadistically at the man, his tail behind him, one hand with the Ki blast forming, and the other on his hip, He was standing with one foot on a rock, and looking down at the man, in disgust. His scouter was still analyzing him. His power level hasn't dropped, so he is most definitely alive.
"Eh, oh come on, i know you are fine. That wouldn't have knocked you out, i made sure of it, i like to have fun with my opponents."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 15, 2015 0:40:11 GMT
Callion was buried under a pile of stone. It was a very uncomfortable sensation, though he knew he couldn’t move the rocks lest he give away his ploy. Suddenly, he heard the voice of the purple man. The man was certain that he wasn’t dead. Callion grimaced. The jig was up. About to lift the rocks off of himself, he felt the weight of them on his prone body ease a bit, almost as if someone was lifting them off for him. Then a thought occurred to him. The purple man could assume he wasn't dead, but him being unconscious was a whole nother query. Scouters weren’t capable of detecting whether or not someone was conscious, and thus able to be fooled in a sense. Callion kept his eyes closed and his expression relaxed. He couldn’t see anything, though he could indeed feel that the rocks had been completely lifted off of him. He then heard several loud crashes as the rocks were flung away from what Callion could only assume to be the purple man.
Callion’s heart began to race. Would his ploy work? Apparently not, as the purple man threatened to destroy the surrounding area.Callion didn’t care at all. What did he owe this planet? He wasn’t from here. He was only on this cold rock in order to leave an even worse home. Speaking of cold, Callion didn’t feel any of the familiar droplets of cold water on his face, it must’ve stopped precipitating. Risking a peek, he opened one of his cracked open one of his eyes, while squinting as much as possible. What he saw made his blood run as cold as the drops of water. The large purple man was standing over him with a blue orb of energy in his hand. He truly was going to destroy the area around them in order to settle some stupid problem he had with Saiyans. Callion took note of another interesting feature of his current view. The sky was in the process shifting from a bright orange into a dark purple, the Callion could not make out any celestial bodies, due to those strange clouds, though the clouds were beginning to part.
Callion shut his eye again. This was going to hurt. Badly.
Word Count: 367
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Lord Fridge
Rising Soul
PL: 14,645; BF(x5):; TF(x10); Items: Scouter, Luxurious Spaceship, 2 Senzu; Zeni: 19
Tag: @lordfridge
Posts: 60
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Post by Lord Fridge on Sept 15, 2015 1:30:29 GMT
Fridge then clenched his fist with orb causing it to expand. He flew up into the air preparing to throw it. "I see how it is going to be...then..your choice. I will not kill you, but you'll be hurting for weeks, you saiyan." Fridge then threw the Ki blast down onto the man, then quickly in succession threw multiple more, making enough power to not kill him, but definitely knock him out for a while with the blasts from these. The Ki blasts hit the ground causing large explosions, hopefully hurting the man, since he did not use full strength with the blasts. Fridge looked down at the saiyan, as the explosions dissipated, the surrounding area a crater. "Hmph, i better get a move on, i have other business to attend with the other Arcosians. Farewell, warrior saiyan, enjoy the pain i have inflicted." Fridge then shot off North, hoping to gain some distance before he went back into his first form, for he did not need to stay in his second still. It turned night-time, and the clouds started to finally part, as Fridge had made his way out. "Heh, if he went into his ape-form, that would have been a hassle. Good thing i ended it right then. I better head to the meetup point with the Arcosian now. That was a fun little bit." Fridge's scouter kept constantly checking the power levels near him, in a very wide range. If he somehow woke up, and saw the moonlight, Fridge would know immediately as his power level would increase. Fridge then, after he got quite a ways away turned back into his first form, and continued to fly north, into the Gizard Wastelands, seeking out the others to for confirmation to enact his plan eventually. "Wonder if that saiyan was really knocked out from that throw, heh, if he was, he was more a weakling than i thought." Word Count : 320((Lol i'll fight your great ape form when i am stronger...heh..))
Power level please.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 15, 2015 2:04:13 GMT
Callion heard the sound of energy expanding and prayed that he would be able to open his eyes again. For a brief reprieve, he felt nothing. And then, oblivion. Ten to twelve orbs of hot energy slammed into his person, not only tearing his armor asunder in a variety of places, but also searing his skin badly.
When he awoke an hour later, he noticed that the clouds had indeed parted, shutting his eyes once again, he would get up from his prone position and begin to walk forward. Pain exploded in his legs, though he kept on marching. Eventually he would slam into a wall of solid earth. Confusion filled his pain dulled senses. Opening his eyes, he would see that he was standing within an extremely deep crater. Taking care to not look up, he would use what little energy he had to begin flying out of the crater. Moving what he assumed to be forward, he blindly wasted five minutes trying to find his footing. It was a painful process, though he did manage to get his feet on solid ground eventually. His black eyes would open for a moment in order to see the path in front of him. Iit led into what he assumed to be a forest past the mountain he had seen before. With a shaky breath he made his way forward, pain filling his body more and more with every step.
That’s one way to break in a new home, Callion supposed trying to think about something other than the pain flaring through his body. He hoped that the purple man wasn’t going to hurt anymore people the way he had tried to hurt Callion. Callion had barely been on this planet for an hour and he had already almost been killed. This place reminded him a lot of that hell he spent three years on. An image of a giant centipede-like monster flashed in his mind before he shook the image away. There was no point in dwelling on the past. All he could do was move forward.
Word Count: 347 PL Please.
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Post by Reikiko on Oct 4, 2015 19:27:38 GMT
Fridge has a WC of 1976 and shall earn 2766 PL (next time please keep a note if you transform to brute or true form, I believe you went to brute or true, what influenced your potential bonus gains.)
Callion has a WC of 2003 and shall earn 2884 PL
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