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Post by Deleted on Nov 11, 2015 6:17:57 GMT
A Child Saiyan, his Spiky hair rather short and the Bang over his eye even shorter than his hair itself. As his hair stood still, he sat calmly at a Wooden table with a Plate in front of him, filled with Dinosaur meat. The Child had a Fork in his right hand and a knife in his right, preparing to eat as his Parents sat in front of him. Beside them was a Crib with his Baby Brother inside.
Finally, breaking the silence, his father who was of a taller yet less slender build, muttered to his Son and his wife, "Brocko, listen. We're going to have to get rid of your Brother." The youth dropped his eating utensils as he swallowed the big chunk of grilled Dinosaur meat he had just stuffed in his mouth. Swallowing it, Brocko pounded on the Table.
"But, Father, he's family too! Just because he's weak doesn't mean we should send him off into Space Somewhere." His father shot back at him with his cold eyes and smiply responded, "Listen here: Family isn't all about loving eachother and making sure that everyone makes it out all right. Family is about making the Strong into the Strongest and getting rid of the Weak. That's what family is: Warriors and Masters connected by blood meant to help eachother become strong. Understand?"
Brocko sat in silence for a few seconds before looking at his Father with the same Cold eyes his father had looked at him with and said, "No...I don't understand, because that answer is bullshit."
Just then, Brocko opened his eyes, only to reveal that the whole time he had been napping against a tree in the Forest. His Chaos Greatsword lying beside him, sheathed and balanced on the Side of the Barky plant, and his scouter resting right next to his thigh. But, as he regained realization and comprehension of the World around him, Brocko began to think about that Moment when his parents sent his Little Brother away.
It had been a while now, since he told his parents that what they thought family was was a bullshit thesis. But so far, he hadn't done anything to prove them wrong, to prove that Family was for much more than just Fighting and getting strong physically with. In fact, everytime Brocko clashed with his Cousin, Aspa, they were often found fighting, whether it be physically, verbally, or both.
Now, Brocko wasn't thinking that it was bad to Train with Family. He was just trying to prove that the purpose of Family was not only to Train. They were a group of people that you built a strong bond with and grew with not only physically, but mentally and characteristically. Yes, there was much more to a Family. And he'd prove that someday.
@athren
Heavy Weights: ON
Thread PL: 7,109
Weighted PL: 1,776
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Post by Deleted on Nov 11, 2015 22:09:23 GMT
Earth, it was quite the beautiful planet. Athren had been enjoying his time greatly since he had returned to the planets surface. Everything about the planet was nice. Peaceful, calm, relaxing environments with beautiful scenery to boot. It has everything one could ask for. From large mountain ranges to the flat lands, from the deserts to the oceans. It provided food, sparring areas, relaxing areas. It literally had everything. This time around Athren was actually paying attention to his surroundings. Since his first priority wasn't to train to become the strongest anymore he found himself enjoying all the little things that his home had to offer.
It wasn't only the environments that made the Earth what it was though. Through his time spent their Athren had met a handful of bad people along with a handful of good people. His first time around the planet he had met a handful of people he had trusted, good, innocent, down to earth people that had supported him through tough times. Hell, even this time around had provided him with some decent people. So far with this visit he had met a young saiyan woman who had been quite easy on the eyes. She was beautiful actually, seemed nice enough, sweet, innocent, playful and adventurous. Athren had hoped he'd be seeing more of her around but he wouldn't keep his fingers crossed.
Aside from her, Athren had also met a brat of a saiyan. Energetic little kid who had quite an impressive power level for being a kid. He seemed bright and had potential. Though he would've needed some guidance that Athren was more than happy to offer.
It was strange, out of the ones he met that stood out so far they had both been nice saiyans. They didn't have the cocky and proud attitude. It was quite impressive, little did Athren know though. He was about to meet yet another saiyan.
At the current moment Athren was airborne. Heavy weighted gear equipped along with his scouter. A smirk was on his face as he blasted across the Earth's bright blue skyline. His destination was nowhere, he was simply out to adventure and explore. He'd play any cards that might've been dealt to him on the journey. He wasn't too worried about solid plans or training. The wind was ruffling his hair as he flew across the sky. He wasn't going to stop but something had gotten his attention. His scouted lit up indicating a power level below him in the forest. It wasn't very high but Athren was curious. ~ what're the chances that it's going to be another saiyan?~ he thought. It would've been funny if it was.
Coming to a dead stop at this point Athren looked downwards towards the direction of the power level. Chances are they wouldn't be able to cause him any harm unless they were suppressing their power level like he currently was. At this point Athren decided to lower himself down to engage in some kind of interaction with whoever was below.
It didn't take long but Athren landed in the forest. His feet firmly planted on the ground. His ocean blue eyes laid upon yet another saiyan who seemed to be relaxing. Slowly Athren crossed his arms in front of his chest. A light smile grew over his face when he began to speak. "What are the chances, out of the three people I've met on this planet in random locations they all happen to be saiyans."
With that being said Athren went silent. His eyes stayed locked onto the stranger. He would've been looking for any kind of body movement or hostile actions. He always liked to be prepared for the worst. I mean, this guy did have a sword beside him. Maybe he knew how to use it?
Whatever the situation would develop into, Athren was interested in finding out this guys story. Hopefully he wasn't interested in a fight. ----------------- Heavy weights equipped. Will edit when provided with my computer. As in coloured speech and formatting. Cell phone posting ftw! Brockoooo, You're up!
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Post by Deleted on Nov 14, 2015 23:06:37 GMT
Brocko unfolded his hands that were resting behind his head as he leaned against the large Tree in the vast Forest. Almost falling back down from the sudden shock of his Heavy Weights, Brocko took a few seconds to get readjusted to the added weight and took a stretching position, placing his hands on each knee and stretching by lunging sideways, two times each leg.
He then placed his right arm over his chest and overlapped it with his left arm and stretched. He repeated with the next arm and stretched once more. Turning around after finishing up, Brocko picked up his Greatsword, Chaos, which was currently sheathed and wrapped it around his torso and clipped the Straps together, causing the Gigantic weapon to stay still on the Dark-Skinned Saiyan's back.
As his Tail wriggled, Brocko bent down to pick up his scouter, placing it on his right ear as it's Blue Visor covered his right eye. Pressing buttons on the side of it, Brocko scanned around him, checking for any Powerlevels. Suddenly, he sighted one around 20,000. It was heading in Brocko's direction at a pretty highspeed until finally, a young man in Saiyan Armor appeared.
The first thing that he said to Brocko was that he was not only the Third person he met on Earth, but also the third Saiyan he had met. "Well, I guess I'm honored then! But, dang skippy, where are our manners?" the Saiyan then crossed his arms. "I'm Brocko, a Saiyan who decided o run away from the now War-crazed Planet Vegeta. You are?"
@athren
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Post by Deleted on Nov 15, 2015 19:44:43 GMT
It was almost shocking to hear those words come from a saiyans mouth. Manners? That was what was on his mind? Athren believed that formalities could wait until later. If there was something to talk about or something to do, who really cared what the others name was? Of course Athren had exceptions to this. At the moment though he figured he was best off stating his name and greeting Brocko on his terms. With his arms crossed tightly against his chest Athren decided to go with something quite simple. "It's Athren, I've been a resident of Earth for a few months now." Of course he had left out his little journey to hell. He didn't want to get into that quite yet. In time though, maybe this saiyan would be able to have Athren open up. Until then, keep it simple.
Curious about Vegeta's current status Athren had to dig into it. He didn't pay attention to the world of the living while he was in hell, and he didn't ask anybody about Vegeta since he had returned to Earth. So maybe it was time for him to find out. "So, What the hells happening on Planet Vegeta anyway?" Of course, curiosity got the best of the young saiyan warrior. It usually did.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 17, 2015 1:26:54 GMT
Brocko scratched his scalp with the nail of his index finger, looking at the Saiyan with a bit of confusion. Was he not on Vegeta? One would guess he was, seeing as to how he was a Saiyan that was wearing Saiyan Armor rather than normal clothes. But, Brocko didn't really have too much of a problem telling the Black-haired Saiyan what had happened on the Saiyan home planet.
Crossing his arms, Brocko closed his eyes briefly. He supposed that he'd just have to tell him anyway. "Well, rumor has it that some guy in a White cloak released all the Slaves from their Pens. It was madness. I tried to stop it, killing as many slaves as I could but no matter how many I killed, it just wasn't enough. Besides, their Leader was on a completely different Level."
Opening his eyes once more, Brocko assumed a sort of worried look. "But hey, that is kinda expected, being that he was the Queen's right hand...Oh...she's gonna be PISSED when she gets back," The boy then shrugged it off, not seeming to care too much. "Though, that's what she gets for trusting someone who didn't even look like they were of Saiyan origin. Besides, what ind of Saiyan has Brown hair and wears a White Cloak? It just seems to...soft, for a Saiyan."
Reverting back to his original position, legs spread, evening out his weight, Brocko looked back at Athren. "But that's on Vegeta, not Earth. I'm sure the Queen will get the Planet back in order. Anyway, what are you doing all the way out here anyway, Athren?" The Dark-skinned Saiyan silently waited for Athren's response. Hopefully it was a criticizing one and he understood that he did all he could to defend his people. He was simply out numbered AND out powered. He didn't stand much of a chance.
@athren
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Post by Deleted on Nov 20, 2015 3:40:31 GMT
It really hadn't been Athren's fault that he didn't keep up with the event of Planet Vegeta. After all, he was tossed off the planet by a handful of low class warriors. He didn't feel welcome there nor did he want to go back. As far as Athren's attire went, he was still a saiyan. Whether or not he liked his home planet or his race, that was just who he was. A saiyan warrior. He wasn't going to change who he was over the location that he resided in. Absolutely not, regardless of that. The other saiyan had decided to humour him by answering questions and filling the gaps that Athren wasn't aware of. It had in fact sounded like Planet Vegeta had quite the show happening on it. Thankfully Athren wasn't there, so he wouldn't have to deal with it! Served them right though, the attitude and cockiness most of the saiyan's had. It was good to see something happening to THEM for a change. Athren couldn't help but open up about his thoughts on that. "About damn time, Saiyan's spent so much effort destroying others. It's nice to see them have a conflict brought to their soil." At first, Brocko probably wouldn't have understood Athren's aggression towards the saiyan race.
Athren paused for a moment, he was asked what he was doing out here. Athren could ony assume that he had meant Earth. Athren had a simple answer for him. "That's a simple thing to answer. I was sent here, not by mission and not by choice." Athren paused once again for a brief moment. "I'll keep it short, I got jumped by a few saiyan's on Vegeta. They tossed me in a pod after beating me to near death and shipped me off here. Next thing you know, I'm labelled AWOL. " It was kind of funny thinking back to that day now. If those few didn't jump him he wouldn't be where he was today. He wouldn't be a super saiyan and he'd still be that weak and pathetic fool.
Athren took a quick scan around the environment as he said his nexts words. "Then I ended up liking this place, Who would've thought?" He paused there, letting Brocko get any words in.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 22, 2015 23:21:09 GMT
The Saiyan, who's Jet Black hair flowed with the wind surrounding the pair, listened to Athren's story. Turns out that even though he seemed strong, turns out that his backstory was actually humbling. A Person with a power of 20,000 was jumped by some Saiyans? Weird, but true.
Either way, it seemed that it had done the Saiyan some good. According to his story, he had actually enjoyed being on Earth, even if he was forced here against his own will...Brocko then began to tap his chin and wonder. Was Earth actually that good of a Planet? It was good enough to change a Saiyan's views about it. Maybe Brocko underestimated it.
After all, he really only came here for a new start. But it seemed that these Earthlings would accept anyone and anything into their Community. However, just to play it safe, the Saiyan would still continue to hide his tail to completely avoid any trouble. But this was a Saiyan that was in front of him, so he was free to show his tail all he wanted.
At this thought, Brocko's tail began to wag as he thought of the adventures he was going to have on such a Planet. But, getting his mind back on track, Brocko stroked his chin a bit and then nodded to Athren, responding, "Yeah, who woulda thought that a Saiyan would love such a peaceful planet! It's weird to say the least!"
The bottom of the Saiyan's left foot then began to rapidly hit the ground as he looked on and asked, "But, uh, if I can ask, with so many people on this Planet, why did you stop to talk to me?"
@athren
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Post by Deleted on Nov 23, 2015 1:05:37 GMT
Well, On the bright side Athren wasn't the only one who thought it was weird. A saiyan warrior actually liking a peaceful planet? Back when Athren was a kid, this was completely unheard of. Though Athren could admit that the planet did get a little bit boring from time to time. This would have been expected though, at the end of the day Athren was still a saiyan warrior. He loved to fight, he was born and raised for it. Though a break was nice, he missed having a challenge of fighting his way out of deadly situations but then again he couldn't have it all. It was then that the saiyan had asked Athren why he stopped to talk to him. Athren actually had quite the simple answer.
Athren took a quick look around them before he began to speak again. He thought about the answer for a second before letting it out. "Simple, You've got a higher than average power level for this planet." He paused for a brief moment once more. "And considering the last two I met who had been saiyans were just like you in that regard, I got curious." With this being said Athren went quiet, he awaited the response from the saiyan named Brocko.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 27, 2015 6:38:33 GMT
Brocko crossed his arms and leaned to one side a little bit, tapping his foot rapidly as it hit the ground, causing miniscule dust clouds to rise out of the dirt. So basically, the only reason he stopped was because Brocko's Powerlevel was above average? Well, seeing as to how Athren was a Saiyan that liked to fight, like the rest of his kind, this was quite reasonable.
But, unfortunately, Brocko was a level far under that of Athren's. So, was that the whole truth? Brocko doubted it, but he decided to leave the situation at that. "Anyway, those other Two Saiyans you met, was one of them a male?" Raising his hand to his shoulder, the Saiyan waved his hand flatly. "Y'know, about yay high? And his name was Conan? Also, do you have any plans with the Saiyans you met? Or are you just tryna fight 'em?"
The Saiyan's jet-black hair flowed with the wind as he fell silent, waiting for the other Saiyan's response.
@athren
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Post by Deleted on Nov 28, 2015 16:14:36 GMT
Hm, this saiyan had seemed quite kind in personality. He wasn't quite like the rest. He was one of the few unique Saiyans out there. The ones that didn't focus on destruction and death. It was a pleasant change as of late, he wasn't bumping into those who wanted to destroy. At least he could talk to the nice ones on a functional level without pride or confidence over ruling logic. As the other saiyan had spoken Athren paid attention to detail. He had asked if he had met a saiyan by the name of Conan as his hand arose to match Conan's height. Though the planet was fairly large, it was quite a small world. Who would've thought that they'd actually know the same person. Hell, maybe this guy met Bee too? He'd surely bring her up as well to see if that's another mutual friend.
Athren nodded his head with a faint smile plastered on his face. "Conan? Yeah. I've met the kid. He's alright, a little eager though." Athren paused for a moment thinking back to when they had first met. Athren challenged him to a little test and the kid refused to give up. He had the right attitude but the kid needed a lot of work. "He needs a lot of work though, his form is sloppy. He's got the right attitude. Hell, I even told the kid he could live at my house and train under me." With that said, Athren changed the topic to another saiyan he had met.
This one, was the beautiful Bee. " I also met a girl named Bee, she was the other saiyan I met. She's quite a nice girl." He awaited Brocko's reply to both these statements. Maybe he knew both of them, maybe he didn't. Guess he'd find out. ------ Phone post.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 13, 2015 19:55:11 GMT
Brocko grinned at the hearing of this. So...Athren had met his Brother. This was all too good news. Thrusting is right fist into his left palm, Brocko's aura oozed with that of confidence as his eyes burned with passion. Perhaps getting a trainer wouldn't be such a bad idea, after all, Brocko could see himself that he was beginning to get a little bit sloppy. So, he needed the wake up call.
"Then, you've met my brother, hm? And you say that you'd train him? Well, being the elder, you can tell that I don't have much interest in falling behind my younger brother in terms of Power. So, Athren, I ask you...would you be interested in training me to become a fine Saiyan warrior?", Brocko asked. He hoped that the warrior would accept him as his student.
The Saiyan smiled just thinking of the outcome. He'd be stronger than ever, even stronger than his cousin, Aspa. Hopefully Athren would help him...
Sorry for the Short post!
@athren
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