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Post by Bing Gan on Jan 4, 2016 12:18:40 GMT
Vipoi posed a question as he relinquished his Dragon Ball. It was a valid one to ask, of course. Something as immense as summoning a wish-granting dragon had to have some type of ritual involved in it. Bing nodded, explaining he'd come across a possible summoning technique. "In my studies, I have come across many journals from Guardian's of a time long since past. Some of them detail the ritual needed to summon the Eternal Dragon... It's surprisingly simple! You'll see what I mean when I get started."Bing smiled as Kaula deposited the dragon ball in his hand. She asked for some type of compensation, causing Bing to chuckle in response. "Kami's like myself come by a lot of treasure in their time exploring the world, you know. Perhaps we can come to some form of agreement."Raisu, unlike the others, stayed silent. He seemed to be awestruck by the events he'd stumbled onto. Without a word, he gave up his Dragon Balls to Bing. The Guardian thanked him for his lack of reluctance. "You have my thanks, Raisu. Not many warriors would give up something as important as a Dragon Ball without promise of compensation... Perhaps I can reward you with some training once this is over."With what felt like a myriad of mystical objects in his hands, Bing moved towards the center of the Lookout. He placed each one down carefully in a circle, placing his own 7-Star Ball in the center of the circle. As the final orb landed on the floor, the seven of them began to give off a mystical hum. Light emanated from the orbs, indicating they were ready to be used. Bing eyed them nervously as he spoke to himself. "Alright, let's see if this works like the journal said it would..." Suddenly, Bing raised both of his hands high above his head. He looked up at the sky as a single drop of sweat rolled down his face. With a determined shout, he attempted to summon the legendary dragon. "ETERNAL DRAGON! BY YOUR NAME I SUMMON YOU! REVEAL YOURSELF SO YOU MAY GRANT OUR WISH!" |
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Post by Shenron on Jan 4, 2016 12:32:27 GMT
The skies suddenly darkened, as the mystical orbs began glowing with an incandescent light. At the speed of a bullet train, a blinding light shot skyward, illuminating the sky as the light began taking shape. It reached high above the Timeless Lookout, twirling its form into several intricate spirals. Slowly, the light took the shape of a mighty green dragon! The almighty Shenron peered down at the awestruck group near the base of his tail, glaring with an intensity that had no equal. The dragon wasn’t one for small talk; he was created for only one purpose, which he was about to serve.
With a booming voice, the mighty dragon spoke to the group of warriors below:
"I AM SHENRON, THE ETERNAL DRAGON. YOU WHO HAVE DISTURBED MY SLUMBER, STATE YOUR WISH SO THAT I MAY GRANT IT."
As he ended his eternally repeated spiel, his menacing red eyes grew more impatient with every passing moment.
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Post by Helix Crust on Jan 6, 2016 1:27:33 GMT
Helix ran up to his uncle, the eternal dragon. The massive spiraling creature snaked down, opening its colossal red eyes and swallowing the namekian whole. Helix was oddly at peace with himself as he was forced to tumble down the endless slimy throat of the colossal creature. The cavernous walls turned into water, and he was below the surface in a massive namekian lake. Thrashing, the waves pelted him back and forth before delivering him to the shore, battered. Waiting there for him were his twelve disciples, with gentle smiles on their faces.The prophet jolted awake, his eyes widening with sudden anxiety. He sat up abruptly, wiping a bead of sweat from his forehead. His pupils pulsed in and out of dilation as the energy signatures in his brain swelled into relative place. The dream was certainly an omen. The namekian quickly clambered out of the small ditch he had been sleeping in, brushing the dirt and twigs off of his threadbare garb. This had been the guru's first bout of clairvoyance in quite some time, a fact which clearly marked vision as either extraordinarily exciting or vitally portent. The eternal dragon of earth was certainly being summoned, there was no doubt about it, both from his vision and from the hyper visible congregation of massive power. There was absolutely no time to lose.Helix, while not normally one for running, now dashed across the barren fields of the western frontier, ardently focused on one thing, and one thing only. Verifying the appearance of the eternal dragon, and urging those who summoned it to utilize it's incredible power for a good cause. Ideally, the dire cause of restoring namek.The namekian stumbled over a small boulder, and then began to sprint across the small lake, looking up to witness the incredible majesty of what could only be the earth equivalent to the lookout on namek. He panted heavily, fire in his chest as breathing became harsher and harsher, but did not pause his trek, even for a brief moment. Perilously, he trudged on, soon arriving at the base of the lookout. He quickly realized that reaching the top of this momentous structure would not be a simple task. But he had come far too far to give up now. His muscles burned with vicious pain as he crawled up the side of the tower. The prophet could do nothing but squeeze his eyes shut, and cling to the tower with all of his muscles. Slowly inching up the side of the massive pillar. Slipping in and out of consciousness from lack of oxygen, the intrepid namekian did not cease, excruciatingly hoisting himself up, inch by inch. Finally, after exhausting every facility his weary body had to offer, the guru had reached the summit of the tower. Completely spent, the namekian collapsed, curling up into the fetus position, his lungs searing to shreds with every breath. His muscles spasmed violently, and he shouted in pain every few moments. Utterly defeated, the guru prepared to submit to the exhaustion and fall into sleep until he could recover. However, in his last waking moments, the vision flashed before his eyes once more, and he forced himself up onto all fours. Crawling around in search of a way to continue. The prophet's father seemed to have had mercy on him. Lodged between two stones was a minuscule, dirt coated bean. The broken prophet was desperate for food, and plucked it out, gulping it down his throat with a groan. Suddenly, his body rushed with blood, and the pain suffocating his veins was alleviated. His lungs felt new again, and he immediately was on two feet. Father had willed him to go on. Without sparing a moment, the namekian immediately began to climb the rest of the way, overcoming the colossal half dome with newfound strength. Soon enough, the namekian was on top of the lookout, surrounded by heavenly beauty.Pearl white tiles, beautiful architecture, vibrantly flourishing foliage… and those incredible powers. They appeared to be talking, somewhat casually. The namekian slinked behind some of the trees, watching from afar. He did not wish to disturb their conduct, there would be time in the future where he could introduce himself and engage in pleasantries.There were five of them. A small pink one, presumably of majin descent, three who could very likely be saiyan, human, or some mix of the two, and a final one, who seemed to be orchestrating the entire situation. His hair was a strange color and shape. Perhaps brenchian? The namekian watched intently as the orchestrater gathered… Gathered some small objects from the others… Could it… Yes. That was them. They had gathered the dragon balls! Now they were preparing to summon the dragon. The guru did not take his eyes off of the earthen artifacts. Much smaller than the ones that existed on namek. Helix couldn't help but notice that his heart was pounding rather hard, and he was entirely soaked in sweat. His father was surely watching now. Seven of them, yes… Each of the participants handed over their dragon ball..As much as the namekian prided himself on lucidity, the next few moments were certainly a blur. He sat there, observing from a safe distance, sitting cross legged with tears of pride and gratitude as the massive god emerged from the dragon balls. He had read oh so many scriptures on the dragon balls, every specific on how they could be made, analyzed hundreds of accounts of their usage. But nothing compared to the sheer awe that resonated his very soul as he watched the eternal dragon in person, experiencing the weight of it's presence in his flesh and bones. His vision was barely in focus, his thoughts barely coherent when the dragon spoke."I AM SHENRON, THE ETERNAL DRAGON. YOU WHO HAVE DISTURBED MY SLUMBER, STATE YOUR WISH SO THAT I MAY GRANT IT."
The prophet was suddenly overwhelmed with the same feeling that he had felt all those dozens of years ago, when he had gone into a state of meditative shock for forty days and nights, and first spoke to his father directly. The guru's eyes went blank and his body became as tense as stone, but his heartbeat slowed to a serene state of ultimate relaxation. His uncle was here.And his father was watching.
This was a one off post authorized by bing. Helix is now leaving the thread, and is requesting Zeni using bings tier 3 shop 
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Post by Zexama on Jan 6, 2016 10:59:44 GMT
It was happening a lot faster than Zexama that it would as everyone offered there dragon balls up without much hesitation at all, besides from Kaula who wanted some kind of profit from this. ”BAD KAULA! YOU’RE NOT ALLOWED TO DO THAT!!! SHERON WILL TURN YOU INTO CHEESE IF YOU KEEP THAT BEHAVIOUR UP!” Shouted Zexama with her arms to her hips and her face all scrunched up. Zexama did a quick spin before stopping and jumping up and down as her excitement grew more and more. She then said to everyone in a slightly disappointed voice. ”Alright guys what’s taking so long?! Let’s do this now!” Zexama laughed as she jumped into the air before fabricated a massive cooked turkey with a red ribbon wrapped around it. ”We can give this to Shenron so that if we are lucky he will make me an island made of candy on namek! RIGHT GUYS?” Zexama’s faced glowed up as she ran up towards Bing and hugged him super tightly around the waists. ”THANK YOU FOR SAYING YES GOOGLE!” Zexama smiled as she didn’t even wait for the new Kami to answer her question and hoped that Shenron would be a really nice snake.
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Vi-Poi
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Post by Vi-Poi on Jan 6, 2016 18:49:46 GMT
Vi-Poi responded to Kaula’s question with a surly, “We’ll build you a statue somewhere.” then grinned at Zexama's words.
He liked the Saiyan warrioress well enough, but he didn’t trust her. She was an individualist, one in it for her own advancement and no others. Like he used to be.
As Bing said the magic words Vi-Poi turned his playback on its highest quality setting and steeled himself. His Magical Operating Device spun up into a ecstatic buzz, its strongest signal ever detected by several orders of magnitude. “This is really it.” Vi-Poi said, his jaw agape as the winds howled, whipping across them all in a great funnel. Blue lightning flickered down from the dark sky, some crashing down near them, one bolt licking Vi-Poi’s metallic frame. He winced as the winds buffeted him back, steadying himself with boots against the ground as the growing winds and energy continued to coalesce.
Suddenly a bright golden beam pierce down from the shadowy veil of clouds, brimming with such incredible magical power that Vi-Poi’s MOG crashed. The beam took on a sinuous and coiling shape, wrapping in on itself before it suddenly softened into the green serpentine form of an immense, green-eyed dragon. The heavy scent of ozone filled the air, and the ghostly afterimage of the golden rod still seared into Vi-Poi’s vision.
"I AM SHENRON, THE ETERNAL DRAGON. YOU WHO HAVE DISTURBED MY SLUMBER, STATE YOUR WISH SO THAT I MAY GRANT IT."
Vi-Poi decided he must act quickly, lest someone else try to dishonestly steal the wish. He raised his hands high. “We should all wish it at once…” He began, before his voice rose high, “Mighty Shenron, we wish that you restore all of the damage caused by Realigner Red!” He bellowed, throwing his hands up into the air.
With this Namek could be revived. And all those lost by North Capitol. It would be as if the Red Ghost had never existed. Vi-Poi smiled at the thought. He’d done it. He’d finally destroyed the strings of Red Ribbon, forever.
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Post by Kaula on Jan 6, 2016 19:48:37 GMT
Kaula rolled her shoulders lightly, turning to glance at Vipoi as he spoke. "I'd prefer money. But, you know. If you're still poor from all that court shit after you blew up a world full of slug people and tried to take over this one and how we had to stop you and all, myself included in that we, I completely understand." Kaula said as she flashed the robot a toothy grin. Yeah, she was playing the guilt card faster then she could play the race card. But could one blame her?
Still, while she was trying to extort money an emotional way from a (likely) emotionless robot, she noticed the sky got a bit darker. Kaula went to tilt her head before she looked up at the dark sky above. Something felt.. Odd about this. She couldn't quite place it as she began to look around.
"So what happens n-" Kaula was cut off by the sudden beam of bright gold crashed down from the sky. Kaula brought her hands up to try to shield her eyes, but it was a bit too late. She groaned out, leaning in a bit with her palms planted on her knees. She was blinking some. "I-.. I'm.. I thi-.. Oh screw the queen, I'm going to be seeing spots for a while now." she muttered out to herself as she shook her head. Though, the booming voice of the mighty dragon got the Saiyaness's attention enough to get her to glance up..
Only to see the massive green dragon.
"Well.. I'll be. It actually is true." she muttered to herself. Her heart started to race as thoughts popped into her head. She could totally do it. Steal the wish from them. She'd be invincible. Immortal. Able to stand the tests of time and battle, always surviving. And what could they do about it? Kill her!? HAH! She'd like to see those butt wipes try! She'd be immortal! There's not killing immortal!!
Alas, the Saiyaness ultimately lost her chance as Vipoi started to shout out. With a sigh, Kaula shook her head. There went that idea. Maybe, though, she could do it on Namek. These Dragon Balls were made by namekians. So that must mean that there will be more on Namek when they are made! That made sense, right? That could totally work!
"Yeah, yeah." Kaula started, making a 'hurry' handmotion. "Restore damage caused by Realigner Red. Blah blah." the Saiyaness said as she rolled her eyes. It wasn't power.. Or money.. Or immortality. But it could help her obtain those within time.
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Post by Zexama on Jan 6, 2016 20:36:25 GMT
Zexama jumped up and down continuously as everyone had given up there dragon balls and the Kami shouted the words to summon the mighty dragon Shenron. A flash of bright white light which was quite fright…ful, appeared in front of the great warriors of Earth. A thundering voice boomed on upon the lookout echoed through the forest below making an ear cracking sound.
"I AM SHENRON, THE ETERNAL DRAGON. YOU WHO HAVE DISTURBED MY SLUMBER, STATE YOUR WISH SO THAT I MAY GRANT IT."
Zexama clapped very quickly to show her appreciation to the massive snake that voice was so big. Zexama glanced at her scouter and all that she saw was numbers rapidly changing before all of them turned into 0 and the scouter turned off with a loud hum.
Zexama pointed at the giant ‘snake’ in excitement before really wanting to hug it. She shouted at Bing who was next to her. ”BIGNININGIGGGINGINGINGIBGING! CAN I PLEASE HUG THE SNAKE!!!! I’LL DO THE DISHES FOR A MINUTE!!!!” Zexama took a step closer which was still a considerable distance away. ”Good Idea Vip boy!” Zexama thought about all the things she could wish for like never ending candy, which she already had, and nothing else really besides the wish that would be made today, Namek resurrection. She looked a Vi-poi and tried to say the same thing as him at the same time he said it. ”Mighty… uhh, Shenron! Wish we hat you re-story all of the damn. Caused bye! Realigner Red. Yeah.” Zexama stood there slowly rocking back and forth hoping no one noticed.
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Post by Raisu Hanamura on Jan 6, 2016 22:29:41 GMT
Raisu’s eyes went wide and his mouth went agape. The sky had grown dark, like a storm. Light shot towards the heavens, twisting and turning, moving like live lightning. A dragon. An actual dragon. Massive, twisty, green and with eyes like hot coals. This was incredible… Raisu had never seen anything quite like it in his life. Everything aside from the dragon seemed dull. What had the dragon called himself? “Shenron the Eternal Dragon”, the beast had said, and in such a booming voice. Raisu could feel a weakness in his knees. Did other people feel this way? Raisu bet that the Kami dealt with things like this everyday.
“By Kami…” Raisu whispered to himself. This was amazing. He’d never forget a sight like this, not in his lifetime. It was burned into his memory. That piercing gaze from the dragon… Raisu gazed deep into the eyes. He could feel something stirring in him. He could not look away. The dragon was so awe inspiring, Raisu could scarcely believe what he was seeing.
Raisu looked around, and then he heard the suggestion posed by the blue-haired android. They should all make the wish at once? Raisu gulped, but nodded. He had no choice. To fix the damage of Realigner Red… Wait, is that where he recognized some of these faces. And then he realized it. Administrator Azure… Raisu was right next to it! And some of the other pieces started to fall into place. How had he not noticed before? Raisu shook his head. There’d be time to question this later, but for now: he had to cast his wish and fix the world!
“Yes,” he shouted to the dragon, “Please, we wish to fix the damage caused by Realigner Red!”
Raisu could feel his heart racing as he waited for the mighty Shenron to speak.
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Bing Gan
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Post by Bing Gan on Jan 7, 2016 3:32:12 GMT
The light emanating from the Dragon Balls increased in intensity as Bing called upon Shenron. The light exploded upwards, becoming a massive pillar that shifted and swirled. Bing raised his arm to shield his eyes from the massive, unending light. Soon enough, the light began taking the shape of Shenron, the Eternal Dragon! Bing couldn't believe it; they had actually summoned him! He honestly thought simply calling for the dragon was a joke written down by one of the earlier Guardian's, but apparently that was not the case! His eyes widened as the dragon's voice boomed downwards.
He tried to find the words to speak, but couldn't. His voice was stuck in his throat. He began to berate himself internally. This was a big moment, probably the biggest moment of Bing's life, and he was speechless! Luckily, Vipoi broke the silence, suggesting the five of them wish together. Bing turned to the android, nodding in agreement.
One by one, the group wished; they all wished for the exact same thing: Restore the damage caused by Realinger Red.
The Guardian raised his voice, making sure to speak clearly so the dragon did not misinterpret his wish.
"Almighty Shenron, please listen to our request! We wish that you restore all of the damage caused by the villain known as Realinger Red!"
With his wish made, all he had to do was wait for the Dragon to respond...
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Post by Shenron on Jan 7, 2016 4:06:02 GMT
The Dragon listened carefully as each of the five warriors wished for the same thing. It seemed they had gathered the Dragon Balls to reverse the damage caused by a villain known as "Realigner Red". Shenron mused on the wish for a moment; it wouldn't difficult in the slightest. He'd revived entire races before, after all.
Just below the Lookout, a group of graves began to stir. A boy who was sobbing over one of them jumped in surprise as a hand reached out from below the dirt. Slowly, a large man unearthed himself, unsure of what just occurred. He was immediately hugged by his son, who gleefully called his name. The Karinga Tribe warrior scratched his head in confusion. "Where am I? Have I returned from the dead?" Many other graves unearthed themselves, and the casualties of the Karinga Tribe dropped significantly...
Far off in space, a light began to twinkle. Slowly, the Planet known as New Namek phased back into existence. The denizens of the planet revived as well, awaking from what felt like a light nap. A Namekian Warrior found himself laying on the ground as he awoke. He stood up, rubbing his neck as he questioned the situation. "What in the... Why is my neck so stiff?"
Meanwhile, in the Afterlife, two warriors suddenly lost their Haloes. They questioned the situation briefly, before realizing what happened: they, along with a few dozen civilians, had been revived. One of the two warriors made their way towards the Check-In Station, where they would be able to get sent home...
Shenron's voice boomed once more, as the light from the Dragon Balls increased in intensity.
"YOUR WISH HAS BEEN GRANTED. FAREWELL."
With his job completed, Shenron's form dissipated. The Dragon Balls levitated high into the sky, rotating at blurring speeds. Suddenly, the Dragon Balls blasted through the sky; each one shooting in a different direction.
The dark clouds parted, and the light of day returned...
Planet Namek and all of its denizens Revived
Player Character Nicolas Mclendon Revived. 3,394 Shoki Converted to PL. New PL Total: 47,708. (Formerly 44,314) Player Character Tako Revived. 570 Shoki Converted to PL.
New PL Total: 58,970 (Formerly 58,400)Revival denied. Tako's Shoki has been re-converted to PL. Player Character Benetto Giri (Fluentinnerd) Revived. 2,217 Shoki converted to PL. New PL Total: 13,773 (Formerly 11,556) Small group of NPC North Capitol Civilians Revived Karinga Tribe NPCs slain by Realinger Red Revived Small part of North Capitol rebuilt |
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Nicolas Mclendon
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Post by Nicolas Mclendon on Jan 7, 2016 9:03:24 GMT
A pillar of light shot down from the sky at the center of the lookout. The heavenly radiance sparkled as a figure slowly formed within. The shimmering entity slowly looked about as it's details were painted in, it was a blank canvas for the otherworldly power to work with. Followed by the first breath of renewed life the light faded leaving behind the figure, fully formed and restored as it once was months ago. A young man with long brown hair, a tall yet stocky build, and a costume fit for a comic book; stood atop the mystical lookout. He looked around, curiosity filling him as he briefly questioned whether or not what he was seeing was real or just another dream induced by paradise.
He clenched his fists, as a breath of cool air brushed past him. "...I can't believe it." He uttered looking out to the horizon. "I-I'm...Alive?" He spoke, his heroic voice absent as his emotions swelled within his chest. "I'm alive!" He laughed out leaning back as he the myriad of emotions settled on overwhelming joy. "This...This is so great! I don't know how it's possible but... I'm alive!" He began to look about till he noticed some people in the distance. "Eh? I wonder who else is up here." He mused before deciding to check it out.
With a bolt of golden ki, the hero would come to the center of gathered heroes. There was the guardian, the blonde (brunette?) bitch who killed Gleciar, the majin who protected everyone in north city, some dude, and...Realigner...BLUE? He skid to a stop, his golden aura flashing as he hastily got into a battle stance of sorts. "B-Bing?" He uttered shock evident in his comical super hero tone. "What is Realigner doing here?!" He growled, his hands balling into fists as he looked in the (sorta) face of his murderer. "For that matter...What the heck is going on here? Why am I alive?" He implored, the memory of the silver haired man guiding him to Yemma still fresh in his mind.
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Post by Quince on Jan 8, 2016 4:52:56 GMT
"Hello?"
Hundreds of meters below where some of Earth's greatest heroes summoned the mighty Shenron, someone was in a deep slumber. Well, when I say a 'deep slumber', what is actually meant is a 'slumber'. When 'slumber' is said, it does not mean slumber, but rather means a light, deranged, dream-ridden sleeping trance.
"Sir cat?"
"No... no... noo... I don't wanna go to school..." muttered the sleeping blue cat, despite having had no idea what 'school' even was. "But mamma..." he continued, despite having no idea if he had ever even had one, "I can't goeter school... there's a storm..."
"Blue cat god thing, please wake up."
Quince tossed and turned throughout, finding comfort when he began nibbling on the corner of his pillow. He'd continue to do this, moving about, subconsciously eating the pillow, not knowing of his company. Right to the side of his bed, a young girl of the Karinga Tribe had decided to prove herself by climbing the tower over a period of many weeks, despite parent supervision. Now she patiently waited for the cat god to wake up: she was going to have to wait a few more days. Quince likes his rest. "Mamma... why does the sky wanna eat me?"
"Wake up wake up wake up!"
The girl impatiently pushed his head, somehow not waking the cat. She twisted his ear flaps to no avail. She yanked his tail with no fruition. No matter, she thought, I came prepared. Out of seemingly nowhere, she got out a fresh hot donut and made it dance under his nose, stirring the deity from his slumber.
"Sirbluecatgodsir, you're finally awake!"
"I'm sorry, please repeat that, I can't read your font color. Wait, what did I just say? Who are you? And what's that noise? Hah? Wah? Qah? Rah? Kah? Vah?" questioningly exclaimed the god before going through every other letter of the alphabet and adding 'ah' before realizing that his mother wasn't sending him to school, which he thought looked like a storm. Before the girl could ask for a reward for the arduous journey, she complimented him on how he made the storms focus on his tower. Quince pushed the child away grumpily to look up out of a window and was blown out of his wits and back again. There's a storm! I don't like storms! Preparing his nimbus, Quince went off to give the storm a piece of a mind ("Get off of my property!"), not realizing that storms normally came with rain. He left despite the protests of the ever-impatient girl and flew up with his oddly-colored nimbus to talk to the storm... that was no longer there.
"Huh? Wuh? Quh? Ruh? Kuh? Vuh?" exclaimed the kitten before going through every other letter of the alphabet and adding 'uh'. "Uhhh. I sure did show that storm who's boss! Me, by the way, it's me. I did. I showed the storm that I'm boss. Just in case you didn't get it." he explained to no-one in particular. That was when he found an odd find indeed: a bunch of people on a giant platform... on Quince's land! This cannot stand! Hey, that rhymed...
Struggling against the nimbus that simply hated him, he tried to make his way to the Lookout and fell through the yellow cloud at the edge. As he scolded himself for not bringing his cane with him (or anything else, for that matter, including senzus or his wits), Quince loudly exclaimed at the group who could easily murder him many times over without breaking a fraction of a sweat the following:
"Hey you! You're on ma land! I don't care what magic you did wifta storm up here, you need to get off of my lawn! Wait, no, uhh... Actually, on second thought, you have, uh, overdue tax. I'm the... landlordcat. And, uh, I need payment or I'll..." Oh dear, they're expecting a legal term. Uhhh... what did they say on the TV that I don't have? "Mastectomy!"
My big word sure impressed them.
That was when he realized that he was way too far for them to hear him, so he went right up to them and said the exact same thing, only with less 'uhh's, less ellipses and replacing 'mastectomy' with 'water cycle'.
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Vi-Poi
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Post by Vi-Poi on Jan 11, 2016 4:17:45 GMT
Vi-Poi watched in stunned silence as their wish was granted and the Dragon coiled away through the clouds which disappeared almost as quickly as he did, racing away from one another as they faded from black to white. He started clapping his hands over his body, just to make sure he wasn’t starting to phase out of existence. His new body was technically the product of damage from Realigner Red, but it didn’t seem any different, and when he checked his subsystems the new firewall and upgraded space in his interior were still there. A crackle and blinding bolt announced the rebirth of Captain Nova, the one who’d vainly sacrificed himself in his battle against the rampaging virus. Vi-Poi folded his arms in response to the accusations he was immediately leveled with, pulling his legs back up into a crossed meditative position, his chin lifting as he floated higher into the air, above them all and out of reach from the lowly superhero. “I’m not Realigner Blue, or any color.” Vi-Poi said, tuning up his behavioral suites to bat down the sullenness seeping through from the ghost of Poi’s emotional indignancy. “My name is Virtual Poi, and I was just as much of a victim of the red virus as you were. Just in a different sort of way.” He informed the costumed crusader, before taking on a more subdued cadence. “And you are alive because we’ve used the Dragon Balls to reverse all the damage wrought by Realigner Red.”
His large blue eyes narrowed, the human percentage of him winning out with a snarky, “I’ve found that most Earthling setients by your age have outgrown the habit of participating in make-believe.” He floated away a quick circle, the wob-wob-wob of his propulsors bringing him to the cat zoanthrope that was attempting to extort them. It floated on a cloud of all things, that produced a similar noise to Vi-Poi’s flight suite. His Magical Operating Device buzzed as he took power readings of the creature. It had some strong magical acumen, but nothing like the great Dragon he’d just witnessed. His sharp synthetic ears picked up most of the cat’s message before it was repeated, with some small changes that better fit the subject matter. “Masectomy? Water cycle? I do not think those words mean what you think they mean.” He said to the cat, his built-in scouter returning a decent figure. >(4,245)<
"Interesting." He said before floating up even higher. "I may take my leave soon Bing, though I'd be interested to train one day. I don't wish my presence to be a burden on anyone's emotions." He said, his eyes scanning the crowd, "You too, Zexama." |
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Post by Kaula on Jan 11, 2016 4:29:23 GMT
And just like that, her chance for immortality and power was gone. Well, for now at least. These dragon balls were made by namekians, Kaula recalled, and they had just revived a whole planet's worth of them. There's bound to be more on that stupid, boring green orb. She could easily assemble a team and go in to take them - and the wish - for herself there.
A hand came up to her chin, gently stroking it as she started to think. Of course, her thoughts were disturbed when there was a bright flash! And before them.. Was.. A cosplayer? An actor? Kaula tilted her head. She had a job before that took her to a place where they wore.. Weird.. Costumes.. Similar to that. Was this man one of these people? Of course, it didn't help that Kaula began to chuckle a little at the sight of him.
"The hell is this nerd?" Kaula asked outloud, not really expecting an answer as she stepped forward, a hand coming to try to grab the cape of the would be hero as she looked to Bing, "You know this fool?" Kaula asked with a loud chuckle, her lips curling upwards, "I mean.. This is just.. What kind of outfit is this? It doesn't even look like it would be useful in combat!" the Saiyaness exclaimed as she simply shook her head, still quietly chuckling to herself.
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Post by Quince on Jan 12, 2016 1:38:36 GMT
Meanwhile, the Blue Cat thought he was being bullied by the Blue Robot, suddenly forcing him to flop to the ground, cry like no one's watching and smash his paws against the floor (doing no damage whatsoever to the tiles). As his fur began to absorb the growing puddle of tears, odd mutterings could be heard, none of which understandable to sane people. If you weren't one of these people, however, it would sound something like 'big blue man betrayed the color blue with his internal unblueness'. In his young misery, he would then commence to fall asleep in an embarrassing and uncompromising fetal position. This is where he'd continue to stay for the next week or so unless woken up...
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